I fucked my sister…and my wife
Hello, my name is Patrick. I am 35 years old. I am married to wife of 12 years, Samantha. I met my wife while we were in college. Samantha is my age and after a few years of dating we got married. I have always been attracted to bigger women. Not fat, but just healthy. I love big breasts and a nice round ass. For as long as I can remember I felt that way. That’s what drew my attention to Sam. She is very pretty, with long blonde hair, blue eyes and really nice big double D’s. She has a small waist which makes her big boobs and bubble but really pop.
It wasn’t quite apparent to me until i got older why I was attracted to such a certain body type in a woman…My sister, Ashley. Ashley is two years older than me. Growing up, while living under the same roof, and my hormones were raging, I often attempted to sneak a peek at my sister Ashley, in any way i could. I would bust into her room right after she would get out of the shower and try to see her naked. Sometimes it worked and other times it didn’t. But after a few attempts, Ashley became aware of what I was doing.
One night, when I was home from college, I noticed Ashley was just getting done in the shower and walked into her bedroom in only her towel. She gently closed the door, but not completely. I didn’t know what her plan was at the time, but I wasn’t going to waste and opportunity. I crept over to her door and watched through the crack as Ashley dropped her towel. She was completely naked with her back towards me. She knew I was there. I was in awe. Then, to my surprise, she turned around. I got a full view of her big tits and shaved pussy. My jaw dropped. She started walking towards the door, her big boobs shook as she walked. As she approached the door, I was frozen. Ashley stopped for a second, looked at me right in the eyes, and shut the door. I couldn’t run to my room fast enough. I ripped off my pants and I beat my dick like never before. A few months after that Ashley got engaged and moved out.
Now back to present day.
Sam and I were having a party at the house and invited some friends. Just a casual party with some friends, drinking some beers and bullshitting. Ashley and her husband, Rick were over. Everyone was having a blast. As the night drew to an end, people started filtering out. Sam was drunk, said her goodbyes and went off to bed. Sam was a nurse at the hospital and had to work in the morning and didn’t want to be too hungover. Now it was just Ashley, Rick and I. We were just making random drunken conversation. Rick started closing his eyes and was soon passed out. Ashley joked about him being a lightweight. I was getting tired myself and said i was going to bed. I told Ashley that she could crash on the couch or use the spare bedroom upstairs if Rick was taking up too much room on the couch. She took the offer to use the spare bedroom upstairs and we all went to bed.
I woke up around 9:30 the next morning. Sam was already at work. I stumbled out of bed, only wearing boxer shorts. Our upstairs bathroom has a connecting door to the hallway and is the only bathroom on the second floor. As I opened the door, to my surprise, Ashley was standing there at the vanity wearing only a white bath towel. She had just got out of the shower. Her hair was still wet. I wasn’t expecting to see her there. I Said I was sorry and turned around. She told me not to worry and that she’d be right out. After seeing Ashley in nothing but a towel, I was immediately taken back to when we were younger and I got to see those magnificent tits.