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With her hand in my hair holding me up, I finally open my eyes fully to see Sarah. She’s wearing her school color track suit with the jacket open and a green tank top underneath. I can see a grey bra underneath holding back her D cup breasts. She grins down at me, no longer malicious but immensely confident. She puts one knee on my bed to get a better grip on my hair and bring her other hand under my chin to grab my jaw firmly.

“You heard your mom right? You need to be a good consolation prize, and let me be the firm hand that guides you. Can you do that for your big sister?” I’m suddenly wishing I had already changed out of my pink Clefairy T-shirt and Pikachu jacket, with my tartan skirt over white Pikachu and Eevee embroidered stockings. The way she was looking at me… I needed something more covering. I feel my face heat up as she forces me to look at her.

Shit she asked me a question. Consolation prize? This can’t be happening. Is mom really still listening or is there just a bad connection? Maybe she already hung up. Yeah, that must be why she is being quiet. Wait, forget all that. “… big sister?”

Sarah chuckles while looking down on me. “Of course you’d like that part. Yes, I’m starting to see how we might have a great sister relationship. All you need to do is be a good little sister, and let me teach you what you need to know.” Am I really that **** for her approval? She’s my cool older sister with the tragic backstory whom I want to be bestest friends with forever… and mom and dad seem to have basically gifted me to her as some kind of recompense for their past misdeeds. I want to be closer to her, she wants to take something away from my parents, and they want to feel less guilty by giving her anything she wants… even me. It seems like everyone gets what they want. But I really should have more self resp…

Sarah leans down quickly, before slowing down and giving me a surprisingly gentle kiss on my lips. It feels electric, like Joltic was doing its job and electrifying me, but weakly and mostly around my face. She keeps kissing my unresisting mouth, but then she stops and pulls back. Did I do something wrong? I lean forward to make it easier for her to kiss me again if she wants, only for my head to be stopped by her hand still holding my red hair.

She smiles cockily at me, and I feel my face blush even harder at having been that fully seduced so easily. Her beautiful brown eyes stare into mine with amusement. “Well, I guess my soft little sister is ready for her hard big sis to take her firmly in hand. Arms up girl.” She put a strange emphasis on the word hard, but I think nothing of it as I obediently lift my arms up for her to let go of my head and pull my T-shirt up and over my head, managing to remove my Pikachu jacket in the same motion and exposing my purple ditto bralette. Even before I can begin to feel self conscious about my relatively small breasts she is already lifting my bralette out of the way to fully expose my upper half, and barely glances at me before beginning to pull down my skirt. She stands up off the bed to get enough room to fully remove my skirt, revealing the matching purple ditto panties.

Sarah then shrugs off her track jacket before crossing her arms to grab the bottom of her tank top and pull it up over her head and off in one smooth motion. Holy crap I thought they only did that in the movies. She then reaches back and undoes her gray bra, revealing her large milk chocolate colored breasts. She takes a moment to look intensely into my eyes, her confident smile making me feel like the over due present I apparently am. Her gaze is too much for me. Was this really happening? I look down at her still worn track suit pants, just to escape her predatory eyes.

My breath catches in my throat. It’s a silly thought, clearly this is just a coincidence. She must have brought a banana with her. She’s my big sister…

“Like what you see? Well, let’s get you a better look. You should learn firsthand just how hard your soft self can make me.” Sarah hooks her thumbs into her pants waist band, and probably her underwear too. She quickly pulls them down, but has to slow down as they seem to be caught on something… until she shifts her hips back and forth a few times and a thick black dick pops free from her pants. It’s clearly attached to her… it’s real. And it’s big. Maybe 10 inches. She stands back up straight, and it remains stiff, no it’s getting harder. Pointing more and more directly at me with each second of it stiffening.

Kicking her pants away, she crawls back onto my bed with nothing but her plain white socks on. She puts one hand on my shoulder firmly. “Tell me baby sis, was I your first kiss?” I’m still looking down at her penis, now not quite pointing at me.

“Um… yes.” Of course I’ve never kissed anyone before.

“Good. I’m going to be taking a lot of firsts for you today. That’s okay right? You want your big sis to help you learn about adult fun and games? You’re happy to be my cute little gift wrapped virgin fuck hole, aren’t you?” She sounds so gentle, and so confident.

“Um… yes?” My head is spinning. Am I supposed to be her virgin fuck hole? She said so, and with what mom said too… I don’t know. But I do want her to be my big sister. And it seems like if I let her take charge then that will happen. Maybe little sisters are supposed to be good little virgin fuck holes. I’ve never actually been one before, so how should I know. No that’s ridiculous, obviously sisters aren’t supposed to behave this way with each other. But… does that even matter?

My head swirls as Sarah gently but firmly pushes me down onto my back towards the foot of the bed. I spot Kirlia next to me, and grab her to hug tightly during… whatever is about to happen. I glance over at Sarah’s bed and am relieved to see the Gardevoir I gifted her still sitting there with its bow. Yes. I want this. I want to be her little sister, even if that means losing my virginity to her massive cock. I feel her slide my panties to the side and rub her cock head against my pussy lips.

“Wait!” I can’t believe I almost forgot this. This is all moving so fast. I’ve always wanted to say this to her but I never could. And I really should say it before we go any further. Improvising a little, I reach down and spread my pussy lips for her to have a better view and easier access… however slight. “I… I love you big sister. Please take good care of me…”

Sarah grins down mischievously at me and chuckles. “Oh, I love you too baby sister. But if you’re gonna have such a cute little pussy, it might be hard for me to take good care of you…” she presses her cock head against my pussy and I hug Kirlia tightly as the pressure builds. “Such a tight pussy, really makes me want to be a little rough with you.”

Suddenly she’s inside. It feels so warm. She’s hard and strong and it hurts a little. But maybe I can do this. I look down and… oh. She barely has any of it inside. I think I can still see part of the head. Sarah takes my chin and forces me to look back up at her. “Look at me while I break you in, my cute little sister fuck toy.”

Entranced by her eyes, I still wince as she begins forcing her oversized dick into my undersized pussy. “That’s a good baby girl. Feel my cock mold your pussy. You’re going to be such a good fuck toy for big sis, aren’t you.” I open my mouth to answer, but all that comes out is a soft moan. It’s slow, but she just keeps going deeper and deeper. I want to look down, but also I want to keep looking into her eyes like she told me to.

Obedience wins out, and I let out a soft whine of need as I stare adoringly up at my beautiful big sister. She leans down and catches my lips with hers. For a moment her endless progress into my depths stop, and I wonder if she finally reached the end. But as soon as her tongue slides into my mouth and begins to tame my own, she also resumes pushing deeper inside of me. I want to hug her, but her breasts have my arms pinned to my chest hugging Kirlia.

My pussy is now on fire with pain, I’ve never put more than a small finger inside, and even that not often. I was always scared of hurting myself, but now it felt like Sarah was ripping me open. But that’s okay. Focus on my tongue giving in to hers, her weight holding me down, her cock dominating me completely. Yes it hurts, but I also feel safe and secure beneath her. I don’t know if this feeling in my chest is because she finally is making me her sister, or because she is making me her fuck toy, but either way I’m just so grateful to be hers.

She finally stops her descent, and pulls out slightly. She then does a quick shallow thrust into me. I groan into her mouth, the pain making my eyes tear up. She draws herself out again, a little further this time, and again thrusts back in. She release my captive lips. “Does it hurt baby?”

I groan in a confusing sound of lust and pain. “Yes, but… please big sis, fuck me more.”

She chuckles at my needy plea. “Okay baby sis. But that was as gentle as I can be. Don’t be mad if I break you. Just be a good fuck toy and accept your big sister’s love.” And with that she drove herself into me until I felt her balls slap against my ass. I hadn’t even noticed she had them. She rapidly pulls nearly fully out before slamming back into me. My air is pushed out completely with the shock of the brutal **** on my insides, but she just picks up the pace to fuck me even harder.

“Oh god you’re such a perfect little fuck toy, such a tight little cock sleeve. Best thing your shitty parents ever gave me.” It’s strange praise, but I still soak it up. Despite the pain I feel a new heat boiling up from my abused stomach. My whole world turns into a white haze, and my body begins to shake. Sarah pounds into me one final time and I feel her fill my trembling pussy with her warm passion.

A calmness comes over me as I breathe heavily. “… that’s my good fuck toy.” Hearing Sarah’s praise, I smile softly as I am filled with a strange pride. She pulls out of me and rests her wet cock on my stomach, soiling my purple ditto panties.

I don’t know why, but I want her to know how happy I feel right now, even with my still sore pussy. I look over and see the ribboned Gardevoir again. I point to her and look to Sarah. “Please bring her.”

Looking a little confused, but perfectly happy to be charitable in her conquest of me, she slides off the bed to retrieve Gardevoir. Receiving her, I place her with Kirlia in my arms and gently remove her pink ribbon to place it on my head. “… sorry I wasn’t wrapped big sis.”

Sarah laughs beautifully.