I'm huge. Like really massive. I've had plenty of chicks, but none of them could take all of me. The best I've ever gotten is the tip, and there's no way I'll ever be okay with that. I need to be able to get the whole thing wet, and I'd like a little back door action too, but so far that's just a distant dream.
I have a plan though. I'm gonna get my sister primed for me. I'm gonna use this hypnosis track I found online, as well as some good old-fashioned drugs, to get her nice and relaxed ... and really suggestible. Then all I have to do is wait till our parents go out of town, and I'll finally get everything I've always wanted. My sister ... her big, bouncy tits ... and my massive dong sliding all the way in to every one of her holes. It's gonna get real dirty around here real quick.
“Wow,” I said, pulling on my shirt to fan my chest. “It’s hot in here. Aren’t you hot, Nat?”
“Yeah, I am.”
“Why don’t you take your clothes off?”
“Okay!” Natalie stood to pull her shorts off, but didn’t quite make it up. I guess the drugs were kicking in, because her legs just sort of gave out and she fell backward onto the couch. “Oh my God!” she squealed. “I feel so funny!”
She rolled back so that her hips were in the air, then used her hands to ease her shorts down. When they were around her knees, she just sort of flailed around and kicked a bit, but they weren’t going anywhere.
“Here,” I said, getting down on my knees next to the couch. “I’ll help you.”
I pulled the fabric down her long, tan legs, then off her perfectly sculpted and manicured feet. While I was doing that, I glanced up and noticed that she was struggling to pull her shirt up over her head. Her arms and head were all trapped inside and she had no strength to get out.
I dropped her shorts to the ground and laughed. “Here, let me help you.” I reached up to pull on her shirt, but then decided to go for the bra strap instead. I reached around Natalie while she struggled and giggled, then as the bra opened up, her tits spilled out.