SISTERLY LOVE
Nothing cums between today’s contributor and her sister
I was a late bloomer. I lost my virginity at 25. At the time, I shared an apartment with my older sister and her boyfriend. I was in denial about the whole ordeal, refusing to believe they could hear the rhythmic squeak of my futon through the walls — or my quiet moans of “ohhhh, yes!”
One night after a romp, my sister had popped into my room to watch a movie. As she sat on my bed, I remembered that I had totally forgotten to tidy up after my sex session.
“What’s that on your blanket?” she asked.
Just then, I had eyed a white, filmy, cum stain the size of silver dollar pancake. My heart raced as I quickly thought of an excuse.
“Uhh, I was eating in bed. I must’ve spilled something.”
“You should clean that. It looks gross,” she said.
It didn’t take long to confirm whether or not she bought my excuse. Before I knew it, she had snuggled up to the blanket, wrapping herself inside it. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that she had just wrapped herself in cum.
