Sinful Sister
by Daniel Wysocki - Talyn988@hotmail.com



(This story is a work of fiction based on a dream I had not long ago. It took
me nearly a week to finish dreaming this dream. It was like an unconscious
cable television mini-series. While each installment is short, there will be
continuations. How many continuations?... I cannot say. You will have to wait
and see).

WARNING: This story contains extreme situations not at all based in reality or
any wishes I myself have. Do not look into it. It does not translate into
anything so just grow up.

Plot: Out of the blue my sister, Sara challenges me to a friendly, competitive
wrestling match. I always won against almost everyone else I went against but
my sister was impossible to defeat. I thought it would be just innocent fun
like always but she had other ideas for me this time.

At the time, I didn't even remember how it really started or what set her off
but I was dominated and raped by my own little sister last night. I was in my
room watching TV when she crept in and just lunged at me. Sara has always been
as strong as a tank but the kind of power she had last night was mind
boggling. Her muscles seemed bigger than ever. Within seconds she was
completely in the nude and she'd torn my pants and underwear off. I tried
calling out for someone but I'd forgotten that no one else was home. I tried
to maneuver around her but my speed was no match for her strength. Sara was
completely out of control and there was nothing I could do to stop her. Before
I knew it, I found myself pinned on my back with Sara straddling my pelvis.
She grinned her shaved pussy against my shamefully fully erect penis so hard I
nearly yelped in sudden shock. Sara had rubbed oil all over herself or
something because her skin was unusually smooth and glistening. Her deep brown
eyes seemed to stair into my soul as her dirty blonde hair swung over her
shoulder. With a look and a mighty grunt a sexual fury, Sara grabbed my
erection and shoved it inside of her. It was such a shock that I felt as if I
would be sick. My own little sister was raping me and there was nothing I
could do about it. I felt to disgusted. What made it worse is that a part of
my was enjoying it. My sister was a muscle goddess... a juggernaut of
unchecked sexual aggression and I was her prey. In my haze I was barely able
to notice Sara's massive legs snaking themselves around my waist. I sure
noticed when she began to squeeze me though. The amount of power she had
was... insane. No girl of such limited control should ever have such strength.
As she clamped down on me, she raised her arms and hit the most amazing double
biceps pose I've seen in my life and being an admirer or female bodybuilders,
I've seen some doozies. Sara began to flex her pectorals as she snarled like a
heated animal. Watching her pecs bounce and pump like they were was hypnotic.

If I wasn't in such pain I think she could've put me in a very deep trance. I
could almost hear her pecs flex but she sound of my moans of both pain and
shameful pleasure shrouded it. Desperate to get away, I gripped both of my
sister's meaty thighs in a pathetic attempt to pry them apart. The more I
resisted, the hotter Sara got. The roars of ferocious pride she let out were
almost demonic. It was like that scene on "Scary Movie" when that girl roared
and screwed the hell out of that guy... but this was worse. She was out of her
fuck'n mind. My sister was always a violent girl but I never thought she was
capable of anything like this! I was so scared that I was unable to cum.
Everything inside of me went too stiff for me to react whether it was a
voluntary or involuntary function. When Sara realized that I didn't cum, she
spoke her first words since her sinful act began. "Bro, I'm going to make you
spooge if it kills you and I mean it!" I was even more freaked than before. I
believed that she would kill me. What would my friends say when they found out
that I was muscle fucked and raped by my own little sister. My parents would
surely kill themselves rather than live to feel that shame. With one quick
motion, Sara released her vice like scissor hold on me and spin around so her
pectorals were over my erection which was practically glowing nova blue.
Without warning, I felt something amazing and quite horrific. Sara was pumping
my penis between her pecs. It felt like I was squeezing it between two fully
inflated beach balls. Teasing me, Sara began to count. "Pump 1, pump 2, pump
3, pump 4, pump 5..." In moments I unloaded enough semen to full a kitchen
sized measuring cup. I was so ashamed and terrified that it wouldn't end
there, but it did. I passed out and as far as I could tell, I was out for a
good 6 hours.

When I woke, I was barely able to crawl out of bed. I was in such pain. Before
the pain hit, I believed that everything that happened some some freaky dream.
When I was finally able to stand I headed for my door. I opened it slowly and
was about to step out when I found Sara blocking my path. She was standing
with a grin wearing a white, partially open bath robe. Her She was totally
wet. I assumed that she had just gotten out of the shower but I was wrong.
With a smirk and flexing her pecs at me she said, "I just got done with a
workout and I am so hot... but I don't mean temp wise. What I did to you last
night is just a taste of what I'm going to do to you now. The feeling of
pumping all those weights... the blood flowing through my veins... the feeling
of my muscles growing and growing till my bra and panties exploded... oh,
God!!! I am so going to take you apart, my brother!!! With that, Sara removed
her robe and let it fall to the floor. What I saw was something my mind almost
could not grasp. She was twice as muscular as she was the night before.
Something was going on and it was very bad. Nothing I never heard of could
cause such extreme muscle growth and such sinful behavior in a girl or anyone
else for that matter. It had to be some kind of drug or something. Her friends
brought all kinds of chemical shit into school. Some was to keep them focused
in class and some was used by the sports teams. There were always nasty side
effects and it seems that this was one side effect which was not effecting me
as well. Anyway, Sara slowly approached me. This time I was so scared that I
could not move let along resist. Sara pushed me down on the floor and crawled
on top of me, straddling my face. I could see her flexing her vaginal lips. I
didn't know a girl could do that. It looked like they were puckering up for a
big wet kiss. Before I knew it, my face was nearly swallowed. The smell was
horrific. I finally tried to resist but her weight was too much... plus she'd
wrapped her legs around my head. Suddenly, everything went dark. Was I dead?

TO BE CONTINUED WITH, "SINFUL SISTER II: MUSCLE LUST"