19f, sister's boyfriend ate my Pussy as birthday gift

I still feel kinda guilty about it but fuck it, what happened happened. This was three months ago. My sister Emma (23F) has been dating Jake (24M) for almost two years. And from the first time I met him at a family BBQ, I knew I was in trouble.

He's one of those guys who walks into a room and every girl stops talking. Tall, like 6'2, broad shoulders from lifting, but then he opens his mouth and starts talking about books or some documentary he watched and you realize he's not just a pretty face. Dark hair, strong jaw, arms that look like they could pin me down without even trying. I used to make excuses to be around them just so I could stare at him. My sister had no idea I was practically dripping every time he said my name.

So when Emma told me she had to go to Chicago for a week for her internship training, I saw my window. Jake's birthday was four days into that week. I texted him like "hey Emma said you'll be alone on your bday, let me take you out for drinks, my treat." He took like twenty minutes to respond and I almost died waiting. Finally he said "sure, that sounds fun."

I spent the whole day getting ready. Shaved everything. Put on this tight black dress that barely covered my ass. Did my makeup all smoky and slutty. When I showed up at his apartment, he opened the door in just a grey tshirt and sweatpants and I swear my mouth went dry. He was freshly showered, hair still a little wet. I could smell his cologne.

We went to a bar down the street. I made sure to sit close to him, touch his arm when I laughed, lean over so he could see down my dress. He was trying so hard to be good. I could see him looking but then he'd look away real quick. By the second round of shots, I put my hand on his thigh under the table. He froze for a second then just... let it stay there.

"You're so fucking hot Jake," I whispered. "I don't know how Emma gets anything done with you around."

He laughed nervously. "You're drunk."

"Not that drunk," I said, and squeezed his thigh.

That was it. That was the moment. He looked at me different after that. Like he stopped fighting whatever was in his head.

Back at his apartment, I barely made it through the door before he grabbed me. Not rough but like he'd been waiting. He pushed me against the wall and kissed me. Not a nice kiss either. It was hungry. His hands went straight to my ass under my dress and he picked me up like I weighed nothing. I wrapped my legs around his waist and I could feel how hard he was through his sweatpants. I moaned into his mouth and he carried me to the couch.

He laid me down and just looked at me for a second. Then he pulled my dress off in one go. I wasn't wearing a bra. His eyes went dark.

"Jesus christ," he said. That's all.

He put his mouth on my nipple and I almost screamed. He was sucking and biting just enough to hurt but in that way that makes your whole body buzz. I grabbed the back of his head and held him there. My other hand went down to feel him through his pants. He was thick. I could feel every inch of him straining against the fabric.

"Jake I need you to eat me out," I said. I didn't ask. I told him.

He didn't even say anything. Just pulled my thong down so fast it ripped a little. He spread my legs open and I was already soaking wet. I could see it on his fingers when he touched me first.

"Fuck you're so wet," he said, almost to himself.

Then his mouth was on me.

I've had guys go down on me before but never like this. He knew exactly what he was doing. He started slow, just licking up and down my slit, teasing my clit with the tip of his tongue. My hips were moving on their own. I couldn't help it. I grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled him harder against me.

"Right there, right there, oh my god Jake don't stop."

He slid two fingers inside me while he sucked on my clit and I saw stars. I was so loud. I didn't care if the neighbors heard. I was grinding on his face like a crazy person. He moaned against my pussy and the vibration almost sent me over the edge.

"Please don't stop I'm so close I'm so fucking close."

He looked up at me with my wetness all over his mouth and said "cum for me then. let me taste it."

That did it. I came so hard my whole body shook. I was screaming his name and pulling his hair and my legs were shaking. He kept licking me through the whole thing, not stopping until I pushed his head away because it was too much.

I pulled him up by his shirt and kissed him. I could taste myself on his lips. I reached down and finally pulled his sweatpants off. His cock sprang out and honestly I almost came again just looking at it. Maybe 7 inches but thick. Veiny. The head was already wet with precum.

I wrapped my hand around him and he groaned. I stroked him slow, watching his face. He had his eyes closed and his head back. I leaned down and took him in my mouth.

"Shit," he hissed.

I started slow, just the tip, swirling my tongue around. Then I took him deeper. I wanted him to feel how bad I wanted this. I gagged a little when he hit the back of my throat and the sound he made was so hot I felt it in my own pussy.

He pulled me up by my hair. "I need to fuck you. Now."

He flipped me over onto my hands and knees on the couch. I arched my back as low as I could, pushing my ass up toward him. He grabbed my hips so hard I knew there would be bruises tomorrow.

"You want this?" he asked, rubbing the head of his cock against my slit.

"I've wanted this since the first time I fucking saw you Jake. Please. Please fuck me."

He slammed into me in one thrust and I screamed into the couch cushion. He was so thick I felt stretched open. He didn't give me time to adjust. He just started pounding into me, hard and fast. His balls slapping against my clit with every stroke. I was already close again.

"Your pussy is so fucking tight," he groaned. "I've thought about this. I've thought about bending you over and fucking this tight little pussy."

I couldn't even talk. Just moans and "yes yes yes" over and over.

He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back so my back was arched even more. He fucked me deeper like that. I could feel him hitting my cervix and it hurt but in that way that makes you want more.

"I'm gonna cum," he said.

"Cum inside me. I want to feel it."

That sent him over. He buried himself as deep as he could and I felt him pulse inside me. Hot and thick. He kept thrusting slow through it, pushing his cum deeper. When he finally pulled out, I felt it dripping down my thigh.

He collapsed next to me on the couch. We were both breathing heavy. I looked over at him and he was just staring at the ceiling.

"Happy birthday," I said.

He laughed. "Best birthday ever."

I stayed for a few more hours. We went two more rounds. Once in his bed, missionary so I could see his face while he fucked me. He put my legs over his shoulders and went so deep I cried a little. Then again in the shower, me bent over with water running down our bodies.

When my sister came back from Chicago, she had no idea. She still doesn't. Jake and I haven't done it again but every time I see him at family dinners, he looks at me a certain way. And I know he's thinking about that night.

I think about it every time I touch myself

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