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Best Present Ever: Bitch Sister

... fucking my Mother had never even occurred to me until my sister revealed this news, even though I had on rare occasion masturbated about her...then it became all I could think about. I asked, trying to play it casual, “How is the plan coming along?” “Ok. She has given Mom a massage and got Mom wearing a two piece bikini when she tans.” “Wow,” I said to no one. Sandra stood up and asked, “So can I go and wash your cum off my face now?” “Sure slut,” I responded, and then instructed, “but you are to wear stay up stockings or garter-belt and stockings at all times now.” “Of course, Master,” she said, with a slight bow. “And, I want to fuck Beth,” I announced, attempting pushing my luck. “I can’t promise that, but she was talking about it after you left last night. As Della brought her to one last orgasm last night she even said if you had not left she would have fucked the shit out of you,” my sister informed me. “No,” I said, stunned by the knowledge. “But,” my sister smiled, and said in a surprisingly sincere tone, “I am happy you left. I am happy I was your first, Matthew.” “Me, too, Sandra,” I smiled back. “One more thing,” I said. “Yes, Master,” she asked. “I want to fuck Mrs. Raske. That would be the ultimate revenge on that prick Tyson,” I smiled to myself. “Yeah, he is still a fucking loser,” she confirmed, and added, “She will fuck you in a heartbeat, although a bit tougher during the holiday season.” “I leave on January 3rd, I better have fucked Beth and Mrs. Raske, by then,” I teased. “Wow, what have I unleashed?” she smiled, devilishly. “A long dormant desire, my pet,” I responded, standing up, my cock fully erect again. She smiled, “You are insatiable. Come join me in the shower, big brother.” I did indeed come with her in the shower...and in her. The End...