First things first, I need you to understand, I do not want to fuck my sister. I know it's suspicious that I'm starting with that, and as this story goes on, it's only going to get harder to believe. But I swear to god, I really do not actually want to fuck my sister.
I will admit, I did a double-take when I first saw Madison, because she is a dead ringer for my sister Allison. The girls are nearly identical, in fact if there is a physical difference, I never noticed it. They had the same slightly curly red hair, the same sapphire blue eyes, the same freckle-covered pale skin. They were the same height, had the same toned physique, they even had nearly identical voices and speech patterns. I mean, even their fashion styles were similar!
I thought it was weird when I first started working with Maddy, but the strangeness passed into an interesting oddity. I was really hesitant to accept when Maddy asked me out, given how much she reminded me of my sister. But, I figured, she wasn't actually my sister, and I'm sure as our relationship progressed, I'd start to see some differences that made it less weird. And, although I would never say this about my sister who had the same body, she was pretty hot.
So Maddy and I started dating. I had been wrong, the more I learned about Maddy, the more like Allie I learned she was. The really weird part was that, I minded less and less too. I feel the need to say one more time now that I really don't want to fuck my sister, it was just interesting that a girl who happened to be very similar to my sister was so appealing to me.
Eventually, Maddy and Allie got tired of me talking about the other and finally wanted to meet. They became best friends instantly. We started hanging out just the three of us, and it took me a while to get into the habit of noting which of them was wearing what before we went out. There were more incidents than I'd like to admit where I confused one of them with the other with nearly disastrous results.
Neither of the girls ever commented on the situation being weird, not even after any mix-ups. I'll admit that also eased my concerns somewhat. If they didn't think it was weird, maybe it wasn't, or at least not that much.
Like all men in a relationship, I was certainly looking forward to having sex with my girlfriend. And when I finally got to, I was obviously ecstatic. But it did lead to a few uncomfortable interactions with Allie when she would do something similar to what Maddy would do when we were about to have sex. Like putting her hair up in a ponytail, or the way she chewed on her bottom lip. I never brought this up, but I did start making an effort to mentally separate the girls even further.
I wish I could say I was more successful. I swear, I really don't actually want to fuck my sister. It's just a cruel coincidence.
I came home from hanging out with my buddies a little drunker than I probably should have been. I wandered my way to our living room, where Maddy was laying on the couch. She was laying on her stomach, her gorgeous bubble butt on full display as it swallowed the string of her thong. She was otherwise bare from the waist down, and her feet were pointed toward me. She was looking away from me, playing on her phone and general not taking note of my entrance.
I crept over to the couch with as much stealth as I could manage, crawling my way up to her. I grabbed hold of her cheeks and spread them so I could burry my face between them and eat her beautiful asshole. She immediately began to moan and squirm.
She was a sucker for having her ass eaten, but there was a much bigger prize. I reached a hand up under my chin and began to pet her pussy as it presented itself. I waited until she had wriggled into a good position and slid my fingers into her, eliciting another moan. She bit into a nearby pillow, the way she always did to stifle her pleasured squeals. I took it as encouragement and pulled her thong down her legs before grabbing her waist and rolling her over.
I pressed my face to her pussy and slid my finger into her ass, reversing the previous position. I knew she didn't enjoy this as much, but I did, and it was a handy way to get to the next steps. I waited until I heard the telltale gear-shift sounds she made as she approached her first orgasm, then suddenly pulled away. She whined as I ruined her orgasm.
I quickly slid my hands up her body, getting under her tank top and pushing it up and out of the way. I grabbed the pillow out of her hands and tossed it aside before pressing my lips to hers. I reached under her to try to unhook her bra as I ground my hips into hers, not yet ready to penetrate her. I finally unhooked the thing and pulled it off along with her tank top.
The act of pulling her top off brought her hands together, so I grabbed her wrists and pinned her down, pressing into another kiss. My free hand fondled her tits as our tongues explored each others' mouths. I could tell she was desperate for more. I knew because she always was at this point, and I could read her body like an open book.
I finally released her breast and reached down to undo my pants. I pushed them out of the way enough to release my now throbbing cock and grabbed the head, ready to guide it into her. She struggled and squirmed as she felt my head rub against her pussy. She liked to pretend to resist to add a little fun to the game. I didn't mind. I pushed into her all the same. She broke our kiss to moan as I penetrated her.
