[Winter Contest Entry 2012] Nasty - A Dirty Christmas Tale

[size=12]My baby sister is into some really disgusting shit. You know those girls who shamelessly fondle their milk tanks and play with their gerbils for the entertainment of old perverts on the internet? She’s one of them. Barely fifteen and already a complete slut. The worst part? She doesn’t even get paid for it! She actually gets off from petting her beaver in front of a video camera for the whole fucking world to see. Pisses me off. I mean, if you’re gonna degrade yourself on the web, you might as well make a few bucks on the side. And I know for a fact that she could make a bloody fortune. She has one of the biggest pair of bodacious tits that I have ever seen.

That’s right, I’ve seen them. How couldn’t I? Every fucking time I walk into her room she’s sucking on them or juggling them or doing something weird to them. She doesn’t even bother covering herself when I walk in. Just looks me dead in the eye, says “hi Logan!” and keeps playing with her ridiculously well-developed breasts like it’s the most normal fucking thing in the world.

Things are getting worse too, especially now that mom and dad decided to go on some stupid-ass winter getaway on the fucking Alps. Now Veronica doesn’t have a problem parading herself with barely any clothes on around the house. I can’t even bring my friends over to play a few rounds of Tekken, since they start drooling all over the place whenever they catch a glimpse of her, telling me how absurdly hot my sister is and shit. Like I don’t already fucking know! Veronica is just fifteen and her body puts top shelf Brazzers porn stars to shame. How is that even possible?

Sometimes, I wonder if she’s not some kind of genetic byproduct from some genetic enhancement project that my parents were involved in when they were younger. I mean, it’s not just her huge boobs that look positively unnatural; it’s her entire fucking body. With a flawless bubble of an ass, the flat stomach that every woman craves, a nice set of legs and the juiciest looking watermelons that you have ever seen, Veronica was the textbook definition of jailbait. Thank the fucking heavens that she didn’t get out of the house much. Or, like, ever.

For a girl as well-endowed and sexually active as my sister, you’d think she would go out every day of the week, getting drunk and plowed and arriving home at six in the morning. But she didn’t. When Veronica wasn’t showing off her fun bags on the web, she was either reading some really fucked up Japanese comic books about people getting raped by squids or shopping for dildos online. She started getting really sun starved too, like those neo-burlesque exotic dancers that look like vampires with haircuts that should have stayed in 1933. Her long black hair and pale blue eyes didn’t help either. You know that chick who Marilyn Manson dated a while back that liked to take her clothes off on top of a giant martini glass? Veronica was just like that. With bigger tits.

Anyway, since I couldn’t stand the constant moaning that came out of her room, I wasn’t around the house much. I spent most of my afternoons and evenings in the company of my metalhead friends, getting seriously shitfaced and going to Jukebox Parties on this place called Lucifer’s Brothel, which was a real fitting name taking into account all the shit that went down there. After a while, it got to this point where I only came to the house to either sleep for a couple of hours or cook Veronica her meals, since she couldn’t cook worth a damn.

It was a week before Christmas when she decided to really get on my nerves.
As I laid the table for lunch, I barked Veronica’s name and told her to get her pale ass down to the kitchen. She showed up wearing nothing but a black thong. We were in the middle of winter and she shows up wearing nothing but a black fucking thong.

“Judas Priest Veronica, would it be too much to ask for you to cover yourself for a meal at least?”

“If you don’t like what you see, you can always look away, Logan. I’m not cold and I don’t feel like putting anything on. Deal with it.”

“You’re unbelievable.”

“And you’re a fucking prude.”

I wasn’t in the mood for an argument, so I kept quiet and served her the spaghetti and meatballs I had cooked. Veronica started eating them like a goddamn pig, not even bothering to use her fork or knife, getting tomato sauce all over her fully exposed breasts.

“Are you fucking serious? Can’t you even eat like a normal human being?”

Instead of answering, she grabbed a handful of spaghetti and rubbed it on her pussy, staring me with an obscenely lewd expression drawn on her face.

“What are you gonna do about it?” she asked with tomato sauce dripping from her mouth “Punish me? Spank me? Bring it on big brother, I bet you can’t do it without getting hard.”

She picked a meatball, took out her thong and spread the lips of her gash with the fingers from her free hand.

“Don’t you dare, Veronica or I swear to God...”

She kept smiling while she inserted the meatball inside of her. And as she pushed it deeper inside, she started moaning.

“I bet you wish this was your cock.”

I slapped her. I slapped her right on her little smug face harder than I have ever slapped anyone in my life. I slapped her so hard she fell out of her chair.
Before she could stand up, I darted from the kitchen without saying a word, grabbed my brown leather jacket and left the house. Can you believe that horny little bitch? Talk about unsanitary, rubbing her cooch with spaghetti and inserting meatballs on herself. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen. I couldn’t believe what I had just done. I couldn’t believe that that whole mess gave me a huge boner. The fuck was wrong with me?

I grabbed a bite from the nearest fast food joint and went straight to the usual hangout: a run-down playground that had been taken over by the local community of degenerates and outcasts. That’s where I found Marcus, what I guess you can call my best friend, sitting on top of the hippopotamus shaped playground slide, smoking low grade weed and drinking cheap beer with two other scumbags. One of them had long hair and the other a really ugly nose piercing.

“You look like shit Logan. The fuck happened to you?”

“Slapped my sister.”

“Nice.” Said the long-haired scumbag.

“Shut the hell up Wellenkamp.” I roared.

“Wow man, chill the fuck down. What’s with the attitude?” asked the scumbag with
the ugly nose piercing.

“She’s been driving me homicidally insane. I don’t know what the fuck to do.”

“Dude, sit down and have puff. Trust me, it will make your troubles go away.” advised Marcus.

“Fuck that. The shit you smoke is way too weak to calm my nerves. But I will have a taste of that beer.”

As I sat there, in the midst of those morally questionable assholes, drinking cheap beer and telling them what happened, it occurred to me that maybe I had slapped Veronica a bit too hard and that I didn’t actually saw her get up after it.

“Holy shit, man. She actually put a meatball inside of her? Jesus. That’s some fucked up shit, man. Some really fucked up shit”

“You gotta admit though, it is kinda hot if you think about it.” Said the scumbag with the nose piercing.

“Shit man, meatball or no meatball, I’d still give my left nut for some of that pink goodness she’s got between those damn fine legs. Bet it tastes like sunshine.”

“You do realize that you’re talking about my sister and that I could smash your balls right the fuck in if I wanted to right now, don’t you Wellenkamp?”

“She’s still hot, asshole.”

They laughed and I almost gave a chuckle, but I was starting to get worried about Veronica.

“Fuck. I better head back. I have to check if she’s okay.”

“I wouldn’t worry about it.” said Marcus. “If you slap half as bad as you punch, she probably didn’t even feel a thing.”

That made me smile for some reason.

“You know Marcus, you’re a real cunt sometimes.”

“I know. It’s part of my charm.”

As I took the last beer from the pack and started back home, I could hear Wellenkamp screaming;

“Give her a smooch for me!”

I flipped him off without looking back and kept walking.

I found Veronica curled up on the couch with her head between her knees, sobbing, when I arrived home. She was wearing one of my old Star Wars t-shirts and had her pink lace panties on. She was still half-naked, but it was better than nothing. I sat next to her and smoothly stroked her hair with my right hand.

“I’m sorry I hit you sweetie.”

She raised her head to look at me with teary blue eyes. I wiped away her tears and caressed her cheeks. Before I knew it, she was on top of me, with her arms coiled around my neck and her legs crossed around my waist. I could feel her massive breasts pressing against my chest, like two really big pillows. We held each other tightly for a few minutes. And then she started grinding her crotch against mine.

“Veronica, stop it.”

“Shut up and kiss me.” She buried her lips against mine and our tongues did the rest. I could taste the salt of her tears in her mouth but that didn’t matter. I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t stop kissing her. It was wrong as fuck, but it made me hard as hell. I grabbed her ass with both my hands and pressed her pussy against my throbbing erection. Hot damn were those meat buns soft. So soft they made me wanna squeeze them harder and harder.

The moment we detached our lips to breathe properly, she took out her t-shirt and let her dick squeezers loose. My God, were they beautiful. As a played with them in every way that a man can play with the breasts of a woman, she whipped out my dick and started stroking it gently.

She got tired of that real quickly though. I was about to start sucking on her nipples when she slid underneath me and started sucking on my cock. Sweet Jesus did it feel good. So good, in fact, that I came on the second time that she swallowed it whole. I’m not proud to admit it, but I did. What can I say? My sister is really good at sucking dick.

After she was done cleaning my manhood, she got up and went to her bedroom. For a while there I was really confused. And then she returned with a really big dildo. She sat just a few inches away from the Christmas tree and unceremoniously put the whole damn thing inside of her right in front of me.

“See Logan? This is what a real dick is supposed to do.”

Man, did that get me hard again. I practically jumped on her the moment she said those words. And after I took out that plastic penis from her snatch, I replaced with a real one.

You’d think the fact that I was fucking my sister in front of a goddamn Christmas tree was the nastiest part of this story, but you’d be wrong. As I thrust myself inside of her, I’m pretty sure I felt my dick tearing apart the meatball that she had inserted in herself earlier.

Happy Christmas.
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There you have it, 2000 words of nastiness. I had a lot of fun writing this and only stopped to reread what I had written once or twice. Didn't bother editing much of it either, taking into account that this story is supposed to follow the exact thought process of a young man who's deeply obsessed with his sister.

Hope you like it.

Liked it. I was wondering why Marcus was in it though. I read the entry thinking that it was Veronica who was obsessed with her brother. Love to see an extension of this.

I am personally not too concerned about incest; I can trust the author or the artist that the characters have a blood relationship.

That aside, I am sorry to tell you that I have a nasty habit myself of getting people to read my contest entries. Is it all right for you to read mine?

https://www.fakku.net/viewtopic.php?p=3511783#3511783

Thank you for writing such an erotic story!

Oh, that's Nasty!

But still, it was a really interesting read. I don't have much to say, it was just really good, albeit a little bit Nasty.

Good luck with the competition!

I want an extended version of that story to tell you the truth.

well that was a really funny story and it made me laugh a lot of times, reminds me of my usual style of macabre comedy I often use while writing my own stuff =D



that was an epic dialogue lololololo.... Judas Priest ftw

anyway it's a really well written story, a comedic one on top of that, it also fits perfectly with my tastes too.

Though I haven't seen a reference to Fakku so far, only a subtle reference that she's into reading hentai, maybe my eyes were failing me but well I think you might want to PM one of the judges in order to clarify things~

Oh well, that aside since it's already included in the list I think it's already approved by the judges so nevermind what I said before~