My fiancΓ© and I have lived together for 8 years now. Things have always been good between us, especially in the bedroom, that was until she started working nights 9pm-9am 4 days on 4 days off.
We went from daily sex at least once to a few times a week as our body clocks are backwards. Even on her 1st day off Kate is too exhausted, still adjusting her body clock back to days. Needless to say I wasn't getting much this past 10 months.
Enter Teigan. Teigan was Kate's 18 year old sister, literally half our age. She moved in with us a few weeks back to be closer to her university in my home town. This was never a problem as our house is quite large; 6 bedrooms, 1 ensuite, 2 bathrooms, 2 kitchens, basically it was 2 semi-detached houses converted into 1.
Teigan never seemed to pay me much attention, which isn't surprising as she's a shallow teen and I'm average looking. I only landed Kate because I'm confident, funny, a great cook and excellent in bed (things people compensate with when not blessed with looks).
At least Teigan never used to pay me any attention, that was until days after she moved in with us. She started giving me strange looks and lingering around me for longer, I eventually guessed she either heard us having sex when Kate screams the house down or she's seen the bulge of my cock at some point, which often changes the way ladies act towards me, basically I'm 8.5 inches, uncut and fat, which helps compensate for my average looks.
Let me describe the sisters. Kate is very good looking, not like a top model but a solid 9 out of 10. Her long red hair trails to the small of her back. At 5 foot 7, 32b-26-34 and 54kg, she is very athletic and she is a real people person, always engaging and seeing the best in people.
Kate's younger sister, as commonly the case, is nothing like Kate. Teigan was average looking, black hair, chubby cheeks, 5 Foot 4, 36f-28-38, probably closer to 65-70kg, not so athletic, always on her phone and just not very likeable. She always wears baggy hoodies and unflattering pants unlike her sister who dressed to show off her fabulous curves and hints of cleavage.
As I worked from home, I would prepare everything for Kate; food for work, packing her things, house duties and such. Kate set off to work at 8pm, returned at 10am and slept until 5pm, so I always ensured I was free from 5-8 for our 3 hours of seeing each other. As I am a contractor I can keep to my own hours. As long as work fax me blueprints, I can draw up designs and send them back when I see fit.
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It was a Wednesday night around 8.30pm when I was sat on the dining room table where I like to draw designs for work. Teigan came in and sat on the attached living room sofa, never stopping the tapping on her phone. A few seconds later I look up and see her side-on in a skin-tight t-shirt, which I've never seen before.
I never noticed with all her baggy jumpers just how huge her tits were. I always told Kate "Anymore than a handful is a waste" which made her laugh and feel better, the truth was I was a huge fan of large tits.
It was at this moment that I realised I was looking at Kates little sister who is literally half my age. I shook it off and asked if I can help her with anything as she never sits in here.
She ignores me for a second still texting. I am about to speak again when she says abruptly that she came to ask me something. A second of silence I ask "What?", my eyes bouncing between her face and tits. Again she is silent.
I get annoyed and yell "Hello??" Displaying my frustration with her. She shoots me a quick glare, looking at me for the 1st time. She then quickly jumps up and stomps off past me back the way she came. My eyes were so glued to her huge tits bouncing with each step that I have no idea if she saw me staring or not.
I was beginning to think I'll just never get teenagers. I saw her later in the kitchen and asked what that was about, what she wanted to ask me. She told me she has been getting bullied in school and was trying to think of a way to tell me when I shouted at her. This made me feel bad.
Suddenly she starting talking about girls picking on her and boys calling her ugly and crying hysterically. I put a hand on her shoulder to comfort her and she collapsed into my arms, squeezing me tightly.
I held her and comforted her, telling her not to listen, that she's not ugly and they're wrong, all while trying not to think about the big tits pressing against my chest.
Eventually she looked up at me with gratitude and said she was going to bed. I told her I would do the same shortly and said goodnight.
11pm I am in bed when Teigan walks in. She asked if I could hold her again as she can't stop thinking about her bullies. I told her I'm only wearing underwear but she was walking towards the bed as I spoke. She said please as she lifted the covers like she was begging. I felt so bad, what could I do?
She climbed in wearing baggy pyjamas and snuggled up to me, her chest against mine and a leg over my body, her knee very close to my crotch. My 1st thought, as I put my arms around her, is that she isn't wearing a bra. Her pyjamas were a thin layer of cotton which meant I could feel her large weighty chest crushing mine.
Within seconds I was hard as a rock. Unfortunately my now 10.5 inches grew in the direction of her knee, and made contact. She rubbed her knee down the length of it and I had to shift myself, telling her to be careful to which she replied "I don't know what you mean". Nothing else happened and minutes later I had her go back to her own bed.
That night my mind was racing with questions and lust. Was any of her story real? If it was, is she using it as an excuse? Or is this just all in my perverted head?
The next day Teigan came down again after 8pm, after Kate sets off to work. This time she was wearing a 2-piece bikini. Thin triangles that would cover more than half of Kates breats barely concealed Teigans and my eyes were fixed. I imagine I even had my mouth open.
"Are these no good?" She asks. "I was hoping to jump in your hot tub if that's okay?" I finally snap out of it and stammer "Err, yeah, urmm, it - it needs, urmm, filling up 1st", trying to maintain eye contact.