It Was Just a Joke

By Lily Turner

Get ready to be swept away by the intense love story of "It Was Just a Joke". Follow the journey of a young man who struggled to find his place in school, constantly overshadowed by the stunning and cruel girl, Jenn. But when he meets a girl who ignites a passion within him, he discovers a newfound confidence and desire.

This romance will have you hooked from the very beginning as you join our protagonist on his thrilling journey of self-discovery. 
 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gonzales Garcia
• Release date: May 10, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223383673

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It was just a joke

I Suffered The Consequences Of Losing At Gambling

It Was Just a Joke

Author: Lily Turner

It was just a joke

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High school was difficult for me. Not because I had trouble with grades or anything, but because my sister was a fucking A bitch. She found ways to tap into some of my deepest and most fragile insecurities and basically tear my self-image to pieces. My virginity and my complexion were her two favorites. What made it worse was that she was also a class A damn bombshell. It's one thing to be humiliated and talked down by a sibling, but it's even worse when that sibling is basically the sexiest creature on the planet.

Jenn's body was ridiculous and I hated it. Her features were wonderfully disproportionate. She had huge DDD breasts that stretched her tight fitting clothes to their maximum capacity and a midsection that didn't look like it should be able to support them. She wore sports bras and skintight t-shirts around the house like a slut and bounced and jiggled her cleavage in front of me and my dad every day. I caught Dad adjusting a few times as she bounced around the house or up/down the stairs. She also had an ass to match. Her big, juicy cheeks looked like they were being held up off a shelf when she wore her yoga pants. She knew she was hot and she was a total slut who would tease and put me down at every opportunity.

I wasn't bad looking myself. I had decent muscle structure and average looks, but I had a kind of nerdy presence and hung out with the geek group at school. My complexion and lack of social skills also did not contribute to my popularity.

I did have a big cock though. I didn't have much to really compare myself to, other than the monstrous amounts of erotica I was watching at the time. There were very few studs in erotica that let me bang. I also had a load that was on average three times larger than that cum in erotica. The money borrowing in erotica always left a lot to be desired compared to mine.

I had been beaten during the semester exams that year. I passed everything but it was brutal. I wasn't in the mood for any Tom fucks from my sister Jenn, but as you can imagine this story takes place on that day. As soon as I walked in the door, the insults began...

Hey kitchen bitch, Sam left you a present in front of the dishwasher and Dad wants you to clean it up, Jenn lazily demanded from the couch with her back to me. Sam was our Boston Terrier puppy that Jenn just had to have, despite her inability to show affection for anything other than herself. I looked over and sure enough there was a lovely dog present for me right on the floor. I looked over at Dad, who was sitting on the lounger in the corner of Jenn's, and opened my mouth to protest. Dad gave me a slightly apologetic look and shrugged a little. She could get anything she wanted from any man, father or otherwise. He probably planned on jerking off to her later and didn't want her to get an attitude towards him.

In the foyer, I stripped off my backpack and shoes and set to work.

I bet you failed your exams, huh? Jenn called from the living room.

Hey fuck off dude, I'm over here to clean up your dog and-

Relax, Jack! My father barked at me.

I finished my task angrily and stood up and glared at Dad. He gave Jenn's tits a lazy look as if it were nothing. I angrily walked into the living room. In fact, Jenn wore a cropped white T with no bra, the fabric stretched to the maximum and barely confining the contents. Her nipples were hard and clearly visible through the thin fabric, threatening to rupture if they got any harder. She was very focused on filing her fingernails in short, quick strokes, causing her ample tit cleavage to gently bounce from side to side. I was ready to stalk into the living room and fire off a series of quick retorts at her, but I lost my voice at the sight.

What the hell are you doing faggot? She looked up and shot at me go play your stupid video games or watch erotica or whatever you do.

You know what Jenn, you're a fucking cunt.

Jack... Dad snapped out of his daze and said my name in his fatherly warning tone. But this time I didn't give in.

No, Dad. She needs to know. I turned my attention back to Jenn. You better start treating people with some respect or one day someone will teach you a lesson you won't forget.

Oh yes, is that so? She scoffed. What are you going to do, huh?

You'll see, bitch, I fired at her before stomping off.

Dad began a lecture on my language, which I drowned out as I went to my room. I wish it could be me who taught her a lesson. I wish I could be the one to break up this stupid slutty bitch. Just when I felt like breaking a tooth for clenching her so hard, I walked past her bathroom. Her stupid cunt bath with her pink shower curtain and fluffy toilet seat and her selection of fruity lotions-

I stayed in my tracks. Your fruity lotion bottles. Their stupid fucking cunts in pink and purple overpriced lotion bottles. I had an idea. I looked around, glanced down the stairs to make sure I was clear, and slipped quietly into the bathroom. I looked around for what I thought was the most expensive or most used bottle and settled on a small plastic container with an intricately painted label about the size of a hotel shampoo bottle. Usually the ones that come in small batches are more expensive I figured. I silently pushed it from its resting place in front of the others and tiptoed back to my room, closing quietly and locking my door behind me.

The plan was glorious. It was hideous and hideous, but also awesome and wild. The bottle was about half full, but it had to look like it was about the same volume as before, so I squirted some on my hand and set the bottle on my desk. I used my other hand to unbutton my jeans and pull them down along with my boxers. I skilfully navigated to my favorite erotic site with my expectantly shaking hand and found a suitable video.

'She's so screwed', I thought to myself. That'll teach this stupid bitch

I went to one of my default videos and hit play. It was a curvy dark haired slut who loved devouring big cocks. I'll save myself time describing her by simply saying that she's built quite similar to my sister's. Looked a bit like her too... But coincidence, of course. She was on her knees, pretending to sweep something off the floor, when her supposed brother walked in, sat down in front of her and talked idly to her. After a few moments, one of her big tits falls off her very low-cut t-shirt, leaping into her brother's view and pretending not to notice. She keeps cleaning the floor like the good slut she is while her huge creamy tits bounce lazily in front of her brother. He quietly adjusts his hardening cock in his pants while his eyes are on his sister's bare chest. Just as he moves his cock into a comfortable position, her other tits fall out of her top and both of her tits are in sight. Her brother's cock looks like it's about to rip through the zipper when she speaks.

Just take it out dude. No need to be in pain.

He gasps when he realizes he's been caught, but quickly resigns himself to the task. It looked very uncomfortable. After a moment's hesitation, he zips up and his cock comes into view. His sister sits up and thrusts her chest out to give her brother a full frontal view of her massive tits. They both sit in silence for a moment, eyes on each other's exposed parts, as she reaches for the sponge she used to clean. She holds it across her chest with both hands and squeezes it, causing milky, soapy water to trickle luxuriously over her sumptuous balls. The brother can't take it anymore and gently wraps his hands around his cock, causing a large glob of precum to ooze out of the slit and into the shaft.

That's about the time I reached down with my hand, which was covered in my sister's face lotion, and slid the victim down my shaft. When it was fully coated, I wrapped my fingers around my tool and began slowly sliding my smooth hand up and down in excruciatingly slow motions, just like the brother was doing in the video.

The nurse began using her hands to massage the foamy liquid into her tits, slick flesh oozing out between her fingers as she clutched her breasts tightly. Precum flowed out of the brothers and my cock together in anticipation of the load to come. This video usually helped me pretty quickly, so I checked my desk to make sure the bottle was within reach.

The sister crawled towards her brother on her knees across the tiled floor while stroking her ample boob flesh, slippery and shiny with soapy water. She stopped with her face inches from her brother's cock and breathed warm breath over her head, fresh streams of precum gushing from his tip and mine alike. She tortured him for only a few moments before sticking out her tongue and just touching the tip against the underside of his head, swirling it seductively through the river of precum pouring out of the tip.

That's all it needed. The thought of doing something so damned to my sister and gaining a silent and unknown victory over her only added to the moment. I got up, grabbed the bottle and lined it up with my cock head. My knees buckled slightly as my orgasm ripped through me, but I kept the bottle perfectly level. I didn't want to screw this up. The first jet spurted out of my cock so violently it threatened to blast the bottle right out of my fingers. I gripped tighter and began unloading stream after stream of creamy cock juice into her precious, overpriced lotion bottle. I briefly pictured her rubbing my thick cum all over her face later that night, and additional shockwaves of orgasmic bliss coursed through me at the thought, almost filling the bottle completely.

I took a deep breath, caught my breath, stumbled back into my chair and put the bottle back on my desk. I thought about what I had just done. Would that really work? Does she still use it at all? There were so many in her bathroom, I thought to myself. She's quite obsessed with her complexion and has both a morning and evening routine consisting of several lotions and toners. I capped the bottle and shook it vigorously to mix the remaining lotion with my freshly deposited sperm. The bottle was warm and I could feel the thick, viscous liquid sloshing around in the bottle. I had already felt like a winner, maybe just because I had such a perfectly shitty plan for such a shitty cunt.

When I thought the liquid was sufficiently mixed, I shuffled back to my door and stuck my head out to check the shoreline. It was clear. I quietly walked back into her bathroom, keeping my eyes on my back, and put the bottle back in, label facing the same way. The bottle had significantly more volume, but I wasn't overly concerned. She was too stupid to notice, I decided. I tiptoed back to my room and closed the door behind me, pumping in victory now that the deed was done.

The next morning was the first day of vacation. I slept in and got one of the best rests of my life. I felt like a load was lifted from my shoulders. As if I were finally on an equal footing with my sister. I harbored almost no ill will towards her at that very moment. I crept down the hall past her bathroom and peeked inside. She stood in front of her mirror, back to the door, wearing a tight white tank top. Her big, round ass was clad only in a tight pair of pink lacy lingerie and shook slightly as she brushed her teeth. I adjusted my slightly stiffening cock in my boxers and continued down the hall.

After a fairly quick breakfast and some idle chatter with the parents, I made my way back to my room to plan my first day of vacation. I stopped by her bathroom once more to verbally abuse my sister with another incestuous pervert before retiring to my room. The door was slightly cracked, I peeked in, but she was in the shower. I glanced at where the bottle had rested the night before and to my great satisfaction it had shifted a few inches to the left and, imagining it or not, a small amount of the liquid appeared to be missing. I enjoyed the thought. I shuffled back to my room and closed the door behind me.

'Had she used it?' I started worrying about myself. Did she rub my cum in her hands? your arms? Did she rub her own brother's cum on her face?' I was quietly happy. I bet she rubbed her brother's cum on her face and probably her tits too. My mind started to get creative. I bet she ran her little cum-slick hands over those big tits and covered them in her own brother's creamy cum. That disgusting cunt. I bet she moaned as her fingers slid over her large