Size Queen House Slaves Ch. 1 - Sex Stories

Size Queen House Slaves Ch. 1

... homework. Nell's homework made mine feel like housework. She would be at her books for hours and crash around midnight. Mom and Dad didn't like me staying up past ten. After this afternoon's embarrassment I didn't dare risk a repeat. Damn, I wanted to get off!

Around nine-thirty, Nell came out of her room. She stopped in the open doorway. "Can I see it again?"

Suspicion assailed me. Her voice entirely lacked snark. Was she pretending seriousness?

"I just want to verify what I remember. It's no big deal, right?"

I felt oddly empowered, a rare thing in the presence our family's extroverted women. I quoted her from earlier. "Big enough to stare at for at least a minute."

"Yeah, well, I said you surprised me." She puffed up, but I saw through her bluster. The sight of my dick was worth something to her.

"You want to see it hard, specifically, my cock?"

"Fuck you." She would have stamped her foot if she'd been a true bimbo. Instead she growled and turned from the door, mumbling. "Gods, I need to see a shrink."

I chuckled. "You want to see it grow?"

Nell looked over her shoulder, eyes cranked at me. "Enough already, my mistake."

I unbuttoned the top of my jeans with a grin flourish. I'd never had my big sister over a barrel of eros before. I was loving the thrill of it. Hell, I would have shown her my dick if she hadn't acted so tsundere. "Do you want to see it or not?"

She fumed, shifting her wide butt from one leg to another, turning slowly back ...

... to me. My penis had been in rest mode, but her smoldering eyes opened the valves to my erectile tissue. Blood flowed.

I tugged down the zipper. As my dick grew, the flaps of my jeans spread apart. The pineapple pattern of my boxers peeked out. "I want something too, Nell." I reached my hand into my underwear and paused.

She sneered. "I'm not going to show you my tits."

"I've seen your tits half a dozen times since you started college. It's not like you're shy about them at home." I scoffed. "But you have to admit, 'showing' your tits to me would be worth me showing my dick to you."

"I don't know. Maybe this afternoon was a mirage. Maybe I mistook the cock on the screen to be yours."

I kept my hand paused within my boxers. I mustered courage to call her bluff, locking my eyes hers.

Her foot tapped from frustration. "What do you want?"

"Nothing much. I want you to get on your knees. That's all."

"That's bullshit." She blurted. Shaking her head, she left the room.

Sitting, I snarled at my homework and closed my homework's web page. Fuck! I kept seeing Nell bowing before my big cock. I put on headphones and logged into the DogStar video site.

ShirleyThreeCunt was sucking on her step-son's nine inches, and I was wanking good feelings into my prick when something moved into my right peripheral vision. Nell stood frowning. She drew her hand across her neck. I paused the video and took off the headphones. My sister closed the door behind her.

"You want ...