How I Slept With My Sister And Cause Her Death
There was something bad we were doing. We came home almost every weekend with girls – prostitutes. We would pick them when we finish work. But when only one person comes back with a girl, both of us will have s3x with her. The person who brought the girl will go in with her and after some hours, he will come out and the other person will go in and have s3x with the girl. In the morning, the girl will realize that she has been used by two men. But there will be nothing she will do about because raising an alarm will only make her a fool. Since she is a prostitute and was paid for her services, she would simply go away.
It happened that my friend came home one night with a girl. That night, though I tried, I could not get a girl to come back home with.
The girls we brought home were prostitutes who drink alcohol so sometimes they sleep deeply and in the drunkenness, they do not even understand that different men had s3x with them.
So that night I came back rather late and I had no girl with me. My friend heard me drive in and came out of his room to greet. I told him I could not get a girl for the night. He said not to worry. That he came with a girl.
We agreed that he will spend some time with the girl in his room. Then by 2am, he will come out as if he wants to ease himself and I will go in, while he will spend the remaining part of the night in my room.
So I cleaned up and went into my room for a rest. Indeed by 2am, he pushed my door and came in. He made signs for me to go in and have s3x with the girl.
I tiptoed into the room, climbed on the bed. I did not put on the light because, I was scared the girl will see my face and resist, since I was not the one who brought her home. I could only see the outline of her body from the little light that flickered in through the openings on the window.
I was already heavily erect. So I spread her legs apart and shortly after, I was making love passionately to the girl. I had s3x with her twice and then slept off.
In the morning, I decided to go one more round before going off. As I entered her, I decided to put on the light so that as I make love to her, I can see her face. Well what will she do if she discovers that two people made love to her. Nothing. She is a prostitute. I stretch my hand and touched the bedside switch and turned it on.
As I looked at the face of the girl and she looked at mine, we were both shocked. It was my immediate younger sister who was lying below me with my penis deep in her. We were too shocked to talk. I pulled out of her, dressed up and left the room. She did same.
I could not even tell Damian that the girl he brought home and we both slept with was my sister.
My sister was a student at the university. How on earth was she at a place where prostitutes stay. What kind of money was she looking for that she would get into prostitution.
How on earth did I sleep with a woman whose face I had not seen? I could not do anything that day. I could not eat and I could not concentrate on my driving so I parked because I was afraid I may cause an accident.
Some few weeks later, my sister became sick and was taken home. She died some days later. Deep in me I know she committed suicide because she could not bear the shame.
My life has been messed up since then. It has been some few years now and nobody knew what happened. But I have not been myself. I have contemplated suicide many times. Right now I am so confused. Please what do I do to take this off my mind. Please someone help and tell me what to do to get this off my mind.