The Barn Swallow Club Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

The Barn Swallow Club Pt. 03

... nodded. "You bet your ass I drank it. After seeing Karen Blackwell crying for more cum in that hot fucking video, I wanted to see what was so great about it."

"You really drank it?"

She nodded, looking very serious. "I drank it all, savoring it in my mouth and swishing it around. It took some courage, but I finally swallowed it all down. Afterward, my whole face was filled up with that stench, and I wanted to puke, but I also wanted to cum. My pussy throbbed so hard it fucking ached. Just knowing I had all your cum in my stomach... well, anyway... I jumped into the bathtub, turned on the hot water, and put my pussy under it. In less than thirty seconds with that disgusting stench in my mouth and your sticky old cum coating my throat, I came harder than I had ever cum in my life." Diane took another big swig of bourbon. "Mmmm," she said, "And I have been addicted to drinking cum ever since."

"Well," I said, "At least we never actually... connected... in that way, I mean... being brother and sister. Drinking cum from a condom is not incest."

"Oh, yes we did."

"What?" I said, not understanding. "We did what?"

Diane grimaced. "Uh... maybe this part... you won't like so much."

I shook my head. "What part?"

"I sucked your dick a few months later. You were my first blowjob, too."

"Excuse me?" I said, deflated at the realization that my sister was delusional. "Sorry, Sis, but that, simply, never fucking happened."

"Yeah," she said, "Yeah, it did, ...

... Dickie. You just never knew it happened."

I sat back in my chair and folded my arms. "Tell me how that's even possible, Diane?"

She gave me an all-knowing, smug and lopsided smirk. "Do you remember getting a mysterious flyer on your car, advertising a gloryhole, cum swallowing experience in the basement of a vacuum cleaner repair shop?"

The memory of that whole incident flooded back to me. I had gone to that little whorehouse and paid an old Chinese lady a hundred bucks. She had led me into a dark back room where a woman's sexy mouth and beautiful tits were poking through perfectly shaped holes in the wall. A painted sign above the woman said, 'FEED ME CUM!' I tried to talk to her and see more of her face, but the girl behind the wall never spoke and never pulled back from those perfectly shaped holes. She just kept licking her lips, moaning and opening her mouth, waiting to be fed cum.

I had received one of the best blowjobs of my life, at least up to that point.

"Oh, my God," I said, still amazed at the thought. Suddenly, all my thoughts of how wrong it was to have sex with my sister disappeared. "That was... that girl behind that wall... that was you?"

She nodded, and took a long swig from her glass, draining it for a second time. Wincing, she asked, "Are you... are you angry at me, Dickie?"

I shook my head. "No. No, not at all. That was incredible, Sis. Up to that point it was, literally, the best blowjob of my life. I used to masturbate thinking about that ...