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Getting Ready
By Stone

"You ready, lil bro?" my stunningly sexy sister asked, albeit rhetorically. She was wearing this flimsy pink string bikini that barely hit her huge juggs, my sister Emily is 21, a bleach blonde, with firm 34 DD cup breasts, as she stood on the blue gym mat in the basement of our parents house, her hand on her hip as she thrust her chest out, tantalizing me even more. I was eighteen and still lived at home; I had been wanting to join our family's sexfight league since I had found out about it, which was right around the time I hit puberty. I wasn't even allowed to watch but would hear my parents, and then my sister when she joined, reference matches they had--some in the past when they were Emily and my age and a few recent endeavours--and would try to live vicariously through these tales.
Now that I was legal, my big sister had been trying to get me ready since not only was I a newb going into a sea of experienced wrestlers but I had to defend our family name which they didn't want sullied by watching me get jacked off on the mat against another rookie. So Emily kindly offered to help get me ready; I've been big into wrestling since I was a small child so I knew of wrestling holds but sexfighting was a completely different scenario I hadn't really experienced.
Sadly this wasn't my first match with Emm; if we had been keeping score--and she was because she reminded me daily--I was 'O for three. I was wearing a pink gstring pouch; Emm said I would be wearing pink until I earned a victory--some kind of old hazing thing to emasculate newbies, according to club lore. It was so tiny that I probably could've gotten more coverage by just wrapping a sock around my cock but the purpose of these things were to allow easy access.

Emm and I went to do a collar and elbow lock-up, I was a couple inches taller than my sister, at 5'9" so I thought I had the advantage, but she was much faster. I felt the sting of her slap before I ever even saw her arm move as she snuck in, cracking me across the face with her open palm. I foolishly grabbed her wrist when she tried to swing again but I had used both hands so I didn't even see her left coming until I felt it smacking me right in the eye. I was stunned for a second but pulled on the captured wrist, so she couldn't back away--she has a tactic of hit-and-run style fighting I've noticed. Emm changed things up a bit, I guess she learned something from her last match against one of our aunts, and she stepped in, hooking her foot against the back of my leg, and tripped me. I fell back and pulled her along with me since I still had a grip on her arm.
"Woah!" I went as Emm chuckled "Timberrr."
She slid up, sitting on my chest before I could even catch my breath. The hand that was holding her arm turned against me as she pushed down, pinning it to the mat. I felt her reach over her left hip and untied one of the strings on my briefs, flicking it off as I felt the cool air blowing over my cock. She then yanked up her own top and bent forward some more, smothering me with her big tits. She pulled my head up off the mat slightly by my scruffy brown hair while her right continued to pin my arm to the mat. I tried bucking up but she kept sort of twisting from side to side like an experienced bronco rider keeping her balance. She pulled my face to the side and pushed her nipple into my mouth.

"Yeaa lil bro, suck on it, mmm, feels so good," she said, taunting me but I couldn't help myself since I had been staring at my sister's busty chest since I was still in middle school. She let go of my hair and reaching over her shoulder, began jerking my bare cock in her soft hand while I nursed on her breast.
"God this is getting me so hot," she panted, and released my dick to pull aside her thong. I moaned so loud when my sister sat her pussy down on my rigid member.
I was paralyzed as my balls slapped against her little bubble butt as she bounced up and down on me.
"Yeaa, ohh, that feels so good, gimme that dick," she moaned in like a pouty little girl voice that was strangely erotic.
"Jesus...," I gasped as she was practically twerking on my cock until I felt the familair sensation and before I could even warn her, I shot rope after rope of cum inside my big sister. I think I lasted maybe two minutes inside her and once my orgasm was done I felt such bliss; I just laid out spread eagle on the mat, sighing in complete contentment.
"Well that was short," Emily said, sitting up, not looking pissed as it felt like her pussy was squeezing every drop out of me.
"You fell for a classic trick, the old 'horny bimbo' trick," Emily said while my still somewhat hard cock was inside her. "You have to learn to guard your dick, you don't want to ever get caught in a breast smother, lil bro, it's really hard to get out of it...no pun intended," she giggled. "But if you ever try to use your dick on your opponent, you better be damn sure she's almost done and you just want to give her the finishing touches."

But her words were falling on deaf ears because I was about to pass out from the intensity of the orgasm when I felt my sister sit up off me. She turned around so we were like sixty-nining.
"Now you better clean up what you left in here; I'd hate to have to explain to everyone at work that my little brother knocked me up."
She began licking my cock and almost like I was hypnotized I started to eat out my big sister's blonde muff.
"Mmm," I felt her moan with her lips around my cock as I hungrily lapped at her folds. "Damn that feels good, lil bro, maybe you should focus on using that tongue of yours more than trying to use your cock, it's not bad though; nice and thick," Emm said before going all the way down on it. After I had warmed her up she said it was ready for round two, I think she did this on purpose because I had been getting close to cumming her mouth before she decided to stop.
We wrestled for...another...two...hours; by the end I was totally spent and she was still horny for more. Thankfully our parents had come home from the gym; when they saw Emm riding my face after her last victory I heard our mother ask if Emily wanted some real competition.
"Only if I get to wrestle daddy," she said, in that same baby girl voice as she ground her clit against my top lip. I felt her tense up as she pushed herself down so hard I thought she was going to break my front teeth until she squealed her orgasm, almost drowning me in her pussy juice. When she got up, breathing heavily but giggling slightly, I saw dad put down his gym bag and pull his shirt off. He was wearing those spandex shorts, like the kind bicyclists use, and I could totally see--though he was upside down with me on my back on the mat--the large bulge of his fat banana cock.
"Sure pumpkin, help your brother up and we can rumble, if you're not too worn out," dad said as I kind of crawled off on all fours, every part of my body aching.
"Nope, he was just a warm up, daddy, I'm ready for the main course now."
I went off to my room to pass out and wondered if I had made the right decision to join this league after all.