The Twin Peaks - Sex Stories

The Twin Peaks

... guide his dripping cock into my pussy. Grunting slightly, I grabbed my nipples between my fingers and twisted them, feeling the pain all the way down my body as he jumped me furiously. I didn't hear the leaves rustle in the trees by the horse barn. I certainly didn't hear the gasp coming from my sister's mouth. I only heard her when Jack finally finished into my mouth, when I threw my head back and caught a glimpse of her innocent face...the innocence that I would soon take away from her that same day...when she found me furiously rubbing my clit while our family dog released his sperm inside of me. **** I pulled my pants up quickly, giving my sister a sheepish smile. I felt the cum dripping out into my panties but I didn't care. I had more things to worry about. "Amy, wait!" I yelled, following quickly after her. She took off running into the house after she found me with our dog. She didn't get any further then our pigs before I tackled her into the dirt. "Get off of me, Emma! I'm telling Mom!" She hissed under her breath. I never thought she could be so menacing. Her general demeanor was usually sweat but she had a look of pure anger in her eyes. Straddling her lower back, I held her face down by her arms. "Amy, stop. Do you really think that is ...

... what she needs right now?" I tightened my grip on her arms, digging my knees into her sides as she squirmed harder but loosened them as she relaxed a little bit. "Dad just died a few months ago. She doesn't need this!" "That is just gross, Emma! Why are you doing that! You just let Jack stick his...." She paused. "Cock." "Emma! His....penis..." she grimaced, as if she was 12 again and she didn't want to cuss in front of our parents. I couldn't help but laugh at my sister. She was 10 minutes younger then I was but she was almost 50 pounds smaller throughout our entire childhood. She grew slower then I did and blossomed slower but as she was being held under me, I realized that my sister was beautiful. I couldn't see from this angle but by the gap between the ground and her, I could tell that her breasts had grown a significant size from the last time I had truly noticed her. Not only that, but as she squirmed under me I realized that I didn't want to let my sister go. I wanted to hold her there, in the dirt, for as long as I could. But was I really OK with taking advantage of my twin sister? How did I know that she wouldn't tell anyone if I did? And as we sat in the dirt, I formulated a plan that I could make my sister my bitch...and make her like it too.