The German mentality was different
I am a native African who emigrated to Germany with a family of four at a fairly young age. There were my parents as well as my sister Nancy, who was two years older. My sister and I learned the German language and mentality through play. However, the problem was that we were confronted with the German mentality in public life and the African mentality at home. The two simply did not go together, because African education stood for strictness and obedience, while German education was liberal and loose. Which often led to me having a problem with my parents’ elitist ways.
My father’s character had abusive and aggressive traits. It didn’t take much for my old man to find another reason to beat me up. In my younger years, it was always my mother who held a protective hand over me. When the seriousness of life slowly began and I started school, I disappointed my parents several times with my miserable school performance.
At some point, even my mother got tired of defending someone who brought home nothing but bad grades and pink slips. If there was a hell, it had its birthplace in my parents’ house.
I sank into my porn magazines
With two of them now verbally and physically abusing me, over time I had developed into a 14-year-old shy and introverted loner. My sister was left out of all the stress. She was a model student and low maintenance as a child. To top it off, she could be a real bitch. Actually, I hated them fervently. That was also one of the reasons why I always retreated to my room most of the time. Everyone was against me anyway!
But deep inside me blazed suppressed feelings, coupled with my sexual drive, which slowly but surely took concrete form. I was too shy to approach the opposite sex. Therefore, I made do with cheap porn magazines that I got at a kiosk in our neighborhood. The elderly German business owner Rainer didn’t mind. He had a stern appearance with a piercing look. A stature like an oak tree. You could already clearly see a few gray hairs at his temples. He liked to wear polo shirts and jeans. I estimated him to be in his early 50s, but I didn’t dare approach him directly about it.
Rainer had a special edition for me
I constantly caught him with an elegant smoking pipe in his mouth. He usually sat in his executive chair in the back corner of his little kiosk, where he had everything in view. A refrigerated display case stood just to the right of the main entrance. Then followed a few shelves that were on the left and above his sitting area, various spirits lined up on a stainless steel shelf. Although the area was not very large, he had arranged his store so that nothing took up unnecessary space. The atmosphere was cozy. I never met any of the weird booze noses that usually hang out in front of the kiosk. The operator had everything under control.
One day he surprised me with a friendly smile. Walked wordlessly to one of his many shelves teeming with various magazines. Determinedly pulled a magazine from the rack and handed me a special edition of an erotic publisher that in this issue focuses exclusively on dark skinned women with curves busy. He then said to me dryly: “I was young once, too, Chris. You quickly learn how unfair life can be. But don’t worry. Sometimes certain things take care of themselves. Cheer up.” Since then, we’ve become the best of friends.
Finally a whole weekend rest from parents
Always, after I left his quaint little store, I wondered if he had a family. But never dared to approach him about it. Our good relationship was too important to me for that. My little introverted world of refuge consisted of my comics, erotica reads, and my tablet. Whenever it came to the psycho terror or violent outbursts of my parents, I let it pass over me without a word. Oddly enough, my older sister Nancy left me alone after a certain point.
The happiest moment in my teenage life was always when my parents went to Belgium for a weekend in the summer. There lived a family from our circle of acquaintances, whom my father and mother had known for over half an eternity. One Friday evening before she left, my old man took me aside in the living room and admonished me. “Listen carefully Chris. Because I’m only going to tell you once. That no complaints come to me! Obey your sister and you and I will not get stressed. Did you hear me boy?” He waved a threatening index finger in front of my face. “Yes, I understand,” I replied obediently.
I was busy in my room
Secretly, I wished he would drop dead right then and there. My mother just stood on the outside and gave me an ice-cold look full of contempt. I didn’t give a damn, because in the meantime I had increasingly lost all respect for my parents. As I turned to retreat to my room, all I could hear was my guardians saying goodbye to my oldest sister with heartfelt hugs. This petty stuff no longer mattered to me. Once I was in my room, I pulled the door shut behind me and the rest of the world could kiss my ass.
Of course, I devoted all my attention to the special issue of the magazine from Rainer’s newsstand. My eyes were almost overflowing. One woman hotter than the other. In the end, I was so horny after flipping through the magazine that I immediately surfed my tablet for porn portals featuring curvy black women with pronounced tight asses. Late at night my surfing session ended. A certain heat hovered in my room. My clothes literally stuck to me. So I decided to take a quick shower. On the way to the bathroom, I walked past Nancy’s room and heard her singing loudly. I just rolled my eyes and continued on my way.
Nancy praised my cock
A few minutes after the shower I stood in front of the mirror and dried myself. My thoughts were buzzing around horny round asses. In just a few seconds I had a hard-on. Just at that moment the bathroom door opened. It seemed to me as if time had stopped. Suddenly my older sister was standing in front of me and I was petrified. I had dropped the towel in a moment of shock, but quickly picked it up again to hide my hard-on. However, it was already too late, because Nancy had seen my best piece. And in its full glory. She couldn’t help but comment. “But hello, there’s nothing to be ashamed of with such a magnificent specimen, brother dear.” She grinned brazenly at me.
Only a few centimeters separated us. Slowly, my shocked state also subsided. Only now did I notice that my older sister was standing in front of me in a see-through, short, white nightgown that ended at her full thighs. The contours of her small round breasts formed under the fabric. That only made it worse, because something started to stir in me. Still staring at me was Nancy, with a stupidly wide grin. Furious, I stomped past her and left her standing there. After changing in my own home, I remembered her comment. Had she actually complimented my cock? I was too irritated about it that I didn’t want to admit it.
In fact, my sister excited me
To end this crazy evening, I went to sleep. Sometime in the middle of the night I woke up. Something or someone kept bumping into me. When I fully opened my eyes, I saw Nancy lying next to me under my blanket. In a mixture of anger and surprise, I stared at my sister. She was not impressed by this. Slowly she moved closer and closer to me. Until finally our bodies touched. I could feel her rubbing her nipples against my torso. All of a sudden, my heart started pounding like crazy.
Before I could even get a sensible word out, Nancy put her hands on the side of my face and gave me a passionate French kiss. This completely threw me off my game. The fact that this excited me and my first kiss happened with my older sister, of all people, seemed utopian to me. And yet this moment was real. As well as my horniness that rose in me. It was too late for any decency and morality. I was too weak to fight my unbridled sex drive. Nancy’s kisses became more and more demanding. My hands wandered under her white short nightgown as if in a trance. I was allowed to taste her full lips while my hands massaged her round soft ass. She liked it because she squirmed back and forth under my touch.
Nancy just wanted to be fucked by me
Then Nancy became impatient. Swept aside the entire bedspread and just sat on me. Her round and plump buttocks she rubbed in rhythmic movements on my hard boner. It was clear to her that I wanted to fuck her. It just wasn’t fast enough for her. Driven by pure lust, I turned the situation around and put Nancy on her back. As if she knew what was coming, she waited patiently. I dived down between her full thighs and stripped her of her sexy panties. Already my older sister automatically spread her legs. In front of me lay her exposed shaved pussy.
Without hesitation I licked with pleasure over her labia. I devoted myself fully to her clit. Her breaths became faster and faster. My hands clasped her thighs. Nancy’s body quivered with pleasure. Apparently I had beginner’s luck. Because it was my first pussy that I spoiled orally. The movements of her pelvis became more and more frantic. Then Nancy’s hands grabbed my head and pressed it against her cunt. She screamed out her orgasm. Now I also wanted to make my move. It was time to fuck my sister! In just a few seconds, my hard member, the big cock of an African, popped out of my shorts.
My sister deflower me
In a moment I would penetrate her and have sex for the first time. Slowly I rubbed the tip of my glans at the opening of her pleasure hole. “Stop torturing me and fuck me already!” my sister hissed at me. We were both extremely horny. All we both wanted now was to have unrestrained incest sex. With a powerful jerk I pushed my entire fuck bolt into her willing cunt. A warm, soft and moist feeling seized me. Nancy’s Venus trap just felt horny. So that I could execute my thrusts without problems, my sister held her own legs, which remained in the air in a spread pose.
Instinctively I began to work her wet vagina with hard and deep strokes. Caught up in a feeling of frenzy of pleasure, we both enjoyed the repetitive impact of both our bodies. My libidinous thrusts became so violent that Nancy’s firm little breasts bobbed up and down from the neckline of her nightgown. To feel how I maltreated the tight cunt of my sister made me additionally sharp. This is not how I wanted it to end. Without warning, I pulled my cock out of her wet pussy. Surprised, Nancy looked at me.
I shot the hot cream on her round ass
“Turn around!” I commanded her. Obediently she followed my request, squatted on all fours in front of me and presented me her plump backside. Immediately I continued our horny incest fuck. Held me by her hips and watched as my stiff cock disappeared under rapid thrusts between her two plump ass cheeks. With each bounce it clapped obscenely and Nancy’s soft ass quivered like crazy under my hard thrusts. To the fullest we enjoyed our forbidden sibling sex.
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Unfortunately, everything had an end. And so slowly an intense orgasm announced itself to me as well. In time I pulled my spanking out of her vagina and squirted her my hot cream on her horny round ass. Exhausted, I lay down next to her. Wordlessly, we both looked at each other. At the end we snuggled up to each other. It wasn’t long before we both fell asleep peacefully and relaxed. Until the return of our parents, we had many a little sleep together. Of course, it remained our dirty secret!
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