Size Queen House Slaves Ch. 6 - Sex Stories

Size Queen House Slaves Ch. 6

Our mother and father didn't leave their room the next day. We didn't knock, and Nell and I made sure the other didn't eavesdrop. At one point, Mom told us to set a gallon jug of filtered water just inside the door. No peeking.

"What the fuck happened yesterday, between you and Mom - before I got home?" Nell acted the opposite of submissive that day. She demanded.

"What the fuck happened between you and me, yesterday morning?" I redirected. I seriously wanted to know. If I hadn't, she would have dogged me for the rest of the day to answer her question. "Don't tell me that your moping all day wasn't because you sucked down a wad of my juice without a 'Hello Bro.' or 'Howdy do.'"

That pushed a button I hadn't expected. My big sister shrieked. "I DON'T KNOW!" Before explaining, she hustled me out into the backyard. Our parent's room was on the front side of the house. "Craig, I'm not blaming you. I fucked up. I had to deal with it."

My normal sized balls were big enough to man up. "You're wrong, Nelda." It was an opener that I kept in reserve for times when I was absolutely certain. "It takes two for a dick to get sucked. I wasn't a passive observer. I have feelings too. You fucked up with me, and I won't allow you to let me off scott-free. What was going through your filthy mind, yesterday morning?"

Nell took me seriously, but she needed to think. "I'm sorry. I wish I could explain it as easily as I can explain spreadsheet macros. -- I never felt that way ...

... before."

"What way?"

She frowned with supreme intensity. "Hunger."

I had pushed enough. I gave her time - even took a step back."

"I know lust, intimately and unabashedly. This was different, powerful, like an ocean of desire drowning me. I thought I knew what my fetish for big dicks was capable of. I was fucking ignorant! Craig, your cock is big, but compared to dicks in the pornoverse, it's just an appetizer. The reality of it, however, scrambled my reason."

Her eyes glazed over yet somehow stared deeper into me. "I wanted to be your fuck slave, yesterday morning. I wanted to quit school and take your prick in all of my holes for the rest of my life."

"I thought you were making yourself bored of it?" I shouldn't have asked. I was pretty sure of the truth.

"Hah! That's how stupid I was. Craig, I had my best finger drilling ever after watching you masturbating for an hour. My need to get pile-driven by that thing is getting worse.

"Then we stop. I'll stop goading you." I was genuinely concerned for my big sister and awfully guilty for parading my cock bulge.

"You'd have to enter a monastery and I a nunnery." Nell put a soft hand on my left shoulder. "We have to face this. While we're living together, I'm going to do whatever you want, to get some from your dick." She backpedaled. "Not all the time. Hopefully not often. I'm good today, and probably for until Dad returns to work next week. I make no promises afterwards."

I thank the gods my dick didn't ...