"Sister Swap" with Charli D'Amelio

[TPG]

SISTER SWAP
With Dixie and Charli D'Amelio
Written by TPG
CODES: MF, blowjob, fingering, cheating, oral.
DISCLAIMER: This FICTIONAL story was written for entertainment purposes only





Now I'll be the first to admit, that Dixie D'Amelio wasn't exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer. But trust me when I say, what she lacked in intellect she more than made up for in the bedroom department, where the sultry brunette was an absolute semen demon.

In fact, the only reason I put up with half her shit was due to the amazing sex we had, at least in the beginning.

But just a few weeks into our relationship, Dixie was driving me up the wall with her diva-like antics. We were constantly fighting, and saw less and less of each other as her TV show grew in popularity, and in turn her fame. She was now hitting the town with her new Hollywood friends, and on a more regular basis.

It was only the fact that her family liked me, that I think we barely managed to stay together, but to say we had a toxic relationship would be an understatement. We were both loud and stubborn, which wasn't a good mix.

At first I wondered if I was merely overacting, and being an overly protective and jealous boyfriend. However Dixie's mom and sister assured me that I wasn't being unreasonable, and would often take my side whenever Dixie and I would argue in front of everybody.

Still, no matter how many "talks" we all had with her, Dee still did whatever she wanted, but almost always made it up to me with one of her incredible sensual, deep-throat blowjobs. It got to the point where I almost looked forward to our volatile fights, just to watch her run back for some makeup sex.

It was during this time that Charli and I began to communicate more often, texting each other on a daily basis. At first we purely stayed in touch to keep tabs on her troublesome sister, but we gradually grew closer and would often send each other memes and songs we liked.

That being said, I soon found myself spending a lot more time chatting and getting to know Charli than I did my own girlfriend, and soon discovered that Charli and I had a lot more things in common than I did with Dixie.

This was news to me since the sisters couldn't be any more different if they tried. While Dixie was loud, blunt, and very outspoken, Charli was quiet, shy, and more of a loner. The polar opposite of her big sister.

In retrospect, I suppose the saying was true - it's the quiet ones you have to watch out for.

So one night after a pretty intense argument with Dixie, I found myself parked outside the house waiting for her to arrive home from [another] girls night out. At the time I didn't even know if anyone was home, until Charli hit me up via text to confirm if that was my car she noticed parked across the street in the rain.

"Guilty as charge." I wrote back, a little embarrassed. "Just waiting for yr sister 2 come home. We had a fight."

"No way. I'm shocked!" Charli replied sarcastically. "Why r u waiting out there in the rain? come inside."

"Not sure how your mom wud feel bout me heading up 2 yr bedroom Charli LoL" I snickered, before sending the message.

There was a long pause before she replied.

"Just sneak around the back." she suggested. "Climb up 2 my window. It's open. I'll wait."

I did as instructed, and covertly crept around the house, wondered just how many other guys had snuck through Charli's bedroom window in the middle of the night.

I don't mind admitting how strange it felt, sneaking around to meet up with her. And judging from the shy grin on her face when I arrived, I could tell Charli felt the same way.

However, the moment I climbed into her bedroom I soon found it hard to concentrate due to the very obvious pokies she flaunted through her bra-less tank top. Her nipples stood out from a mile away, and were a glorious and welcoming sight to see, considering the night I was having.

In any event, we chatted for a while before we got more comfortable on her bed and settled in to watch some TV together, neither one of us wanting to acknowledge how wrong it was for me to be there at that time of the night, no matter how innocent our intentions might be.

Fact was Charli and I got along so well, that we could happily share a blanket together, with her soon passing out with her head on my shoulder, no thanks to the calming rain.

When I awoke a few hours later and looked at the time, I panicked and rushed to leave, and in the process hurriedly pecked her on the side of the lips to thank her for her company, before I climbed out of her window [in the pouring rain] and almost broke my fucking neck!

Fortunately, the follow day Dixie called and berated me for spending the night parked outside the house, unaware that I actually spent that time upstairs in her sister's bedroom watching movies. Naturally I didn't stop to correct her, and let her rant on about how I didn't trust her, and how she was seriously thinking about breaking up.

But as per usual, I managed to talk her out of it [again] and not only convinced her that we were a good match, but I even managed to score one of those notoriously hot, drooling blowjobs Dixie gave - while in my car, parked in the driveway of her folks place.

I suppose you could say the thrill of getting caught really turned us on, particularly Dixie who managed to not only deep-throat me in one slow action, but made sure to swallow every morsel drop of semen like the good little whore she was.

Fact was, up until that point no one had sucked my dick as good as Dixie did. No one.

Meanwhile, as my "toxic" relationship with Dee went from hot and cold on any given day, Charli and I continued to text back and forth allowing the sexual tension between us to gradually increase.

We now went from sharing music and memes, to exchanging playful comments and porn clips from various sources online, and as it turned out, Charli appeared to be just as kinky and opened minded as I was.

This arrangement continued for several more days until she finally brought up the last time we were alone together.

"You know, u prbly could have taken advantage of me that nite." she claimed. "The mood I was in. I prbly wud have let u do whatever u wanted to me :P"

She was referring to her own broken relationship, and how she now enjoyed spending all of her free time with me instead of her boyfriend—if only by text, and how there wasn't any pressure to impress me. How we could both just relax and be our goofy selves, and just have fun and talk about anything we wanted. No judgements.

"FYI, I'm not your rebound fuck Charli." I told her bluntly. "I'm still dating your sister, remember?"

"Sheesh, I know that! I'm only kidding. Don't take things so srsly dude." she replied defensively. "You don't have to tell me that. I'm just saying. Besides. Even if we DID mess around I'd never forgive myself. I don't think I could ever look my sister in the eye again."

"Same." I agreed, putting an end to any fantasies we might have had about hooking up. "It would just complicate things and not be worth all the drama."

"Yep." was her only response.







Funnily enough, the more Charli and I declared our loyalty to her sister, on an almost daily basis - like we had to remind ourselves - the more flirtatious we became. I suppose this was due to the fact that we both figured nothing sexual was ever going to happen, so we could just do or say the most absurd things and know it was done in jest.

"FYI. I'm not wearing any panties today." she would write me. "Just thought I'd let you know :P"

"Fucking Tease." I'd joke back. "Unlike you, at least you're sister puts out!"

"HA-HA!" Charli would respond. "Trust me, babe. You couldn't handle me."

"Yeah-yeah, that's what they all say."

"Hey. Don't make me prove to you just how much of a SLUT I can be, when I'm in the right mood xo"

"Promises. Promises."

Charli and I would joke back and forth, before ending each conversation with some very affectionate emojis, posting shit only real couples who were into each other would send. The subject wasn't brought up again even though we still kept in daily contact, and often teased each other relentlessly.

That was until an opportunity presented itself a week later and Charli hit me up to say that she had the entire house to herself, and wanted me to come over for another movie night—all under the pretence of waiting for her fam to come home from some red carpet event.

I rushed over as soon as I could, parking my car around the block before Charli let me into the house through the front door. This time, the infamous tiktoker greeted me with a gorgeous smile and pecked me on the lips [innocently] before I chased her up the stairs to her bedroom.

Like two love struck teenagers, we ran around the house before we finally ended up in her room, where we stripped down as much as modesty would allow, and assumed our previous position on her bed, cuddling up in front of the TV while I casually played with her hair.

Nothing about this was normal or innocent anymore, I realized in the moment, but try as I might I just couldn't keep my hands off her. She just looked, and smelt so fucking good. Almost angelic.

"Mm," she cooed softly to my touch, while running her nails up and down my arm. "That's really nice. Keep doing that."

"You better not tell your sister about this," I chuckled. "I think her head would explode."

"Yeah-right." Charli quipped. "I'd be in a lot more trouble than you. My sister would skin me alive if she knew you were up here right now, pampering me like this."

I could feel her skin breaking out in tiny goose-bumps, trembling in my arms as I caressed her head, neck and bare shoulders. We really did seem to know precisely how to touch and tease one another, with one of our favorite things being to just hold hands and caress each others fingers. It was fucking amazing. Kismet.

"Hey, stop thinking." I told her, after catching her daydream. "No one has to know about this. This is just between you and me. Our little secret. And I'm not going anywhere."

I could see the need in her eyes. She felt guilty about us being together, even though it was purely platonic [at least on the surface]. But there was also something there. A longing. A deep seeded yearning for each other. We were best friends, but there was clearly an unspoken attraction between us. Pure unadulterated affection.

We couldn't ignore it any longer.

"I just wish... we could stay like this," she said in a soft voice, as I brushed the hair out of her eyes. "I wish we could be out in the open, you know."

I could feel her breath on my skin, as her eyes began to well up in tears.

"Those are just your hormones talking, Charli" I replied, making her giggle and roll her eyes.

"No, I'm serious." she added. "You make me happy."

God knows I felt the same way, but I just couldn't make myself tell her how I felt because of Dixie. It just wouldn't be right. I couldn't adore both sisters at the same time, could I?

We stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like an age, neither one of us saying a word while my hands caressed her face until my finger skimmed across her soft lips, which she took upon herself to suck into her mouth.

I couldn't remember being harder in my life!

I watched as she slowly and gently sucked the tip of my finger, then traced her tongue along the length of my digit. We just stared and studied each other's eyes and lips before I took a leap of faith, and leaned in to kiss her on the lips.

Charli didn't respond at first, making me feel like I had made the biggest mistake of my life.

Not only had I succumb to my own hormones, I feared. But I had just kissed my girlfriends kid sister, and potentially ruined a great friendship. I had betrayed her trust. I pulled back in horror and opened my mouth to say something, only to have her place a finger against my lips, telling me to stay quiet.

"Don't ruin it. Don't say anything." she whispered, before she kissed me back with just as much urgency.

We had crossed the Rubicon. There was no turning back now. We were both extremely aroused, but well aware of how taboo this was, enough to feel incredibly guilty about what we were doing.

Still, Charli seemed to have the same revelation I had in that moment, and as though reading my mind, she figured that we might as well just make out a little more since we had already crossed the line and betrayed everyone.

However instead of stopping or slowing down, our make out session only intensified with the addition of tongue. In fact I actually heard her moan into my mouth at one point, as I absentmindedly massaged her breasts, kneading and pinching those thick hard nipples with my fingers.

I could feel the hunger in her lips, as Charli slowly traced a hand down my chest, towards to my pants and reached into my boxers to grab hold of my hard cock.







I was surprised to see just how talented she was in the cock stroking department, which caused me to groan in reply.

"You're so hard right now," she whispered hotly, before sinking her lips into the side of my neck.

My cock throbbed in response, as we spent the next several minutes swapping a copious amount of spit, before she pushed me onto my back, and she swooped down to take my cock into her mouth!

In all the time I had been with Dixie, I couldn't remember her giving me such an incredibly intense, and sensual blowjob. Even though Dixie was a sexy little deep-throat machine, I couldn't help but think how she could learn a thing or two from her kid sister, who took her time and explored every inch of my skin-flute with her long, wet tongue.

"Gawd damn, charli." I squirmed. "You're gunna make me cum doing that."

"Mm... not yet," Charli winked back. "I don't want you to cum just yet."

I pulled her up into another kiss, our tongues snaking around lavishly before she sat up to peel her top off and reveal her perky breasts. The garment barely hit the floor before I hungrily devoured each nipple, driving her wild as she pumped my shaft with her fist in turn.

"Ungh fuck, I like that." she purred, as my mouth made a loud slurping sound on her breasts.

We both stopped to strip down in record time, both of us giggled as we rushed to get naked and slide under the sheets and cuddle some more. I could see that she was clearly wet and ready to take things to the next level.

"We don't have a lot of time," she said, glancing at the clock. "My folks should be home in the next half hour."

"Meh. We got plenty of time," I said arrogantly, as I reached down to play with her cunt, astonished to see how wet she was.

I was also surprised to see that her vulva wasn't much different to her sister. They even appeared to wax it the same way, leaving just a tiny tuff of natural hair above the clit while the rest of the lips and mons were left entirely hair free.

It was only when Charli attempted to mount me that I stopped her dead in her tracks, and instead pushed HER onto her back and moved to position myself between her long legs, bringing my face down to her bare cunt.

Charli barely had time to argue before I tongued her mound - finding and fucking her slit with my tongue - before taking her clit into my mouth and suckling it loudly, driving her stir crazy. Her hands immediately brushed through my hair.

When the time was right, I quickly got up and shuffled forward to press the head of my cock against her sex, rubbing it against her wetness.

"Please, stop teasing me." she panted below me, grinding her hips against me. "Just fuck me already, fuck me!"

An evil grin spread across my face. I'd never seen this side to her before. She was really hard up for cock and I liked it.

"Show me how much you want it, Charli" I told her. "Rub your clit."

The Starlet did as instructed, while I continued to tease and rub myself against her slick lips, teasing her to point of madness. She finally lost her nerve and took matters into her own hands, grasping then guiding my cock home.

She felt absolutely divine as I filled her completely, only to pull back and then push all the way home again. Within moments, I picked up the pace of my thrusts and proceeded to fuck her on the mattress. This then brought on a reaction I didn't expect, with her not only shaking violently with climax but sobbing uncontrollably due to guilt, I presume.

However, I was so far gone at this point that nothing was going to slow me down, so I grabbed one of her legs, pivoting her body side-ways on the bed, and began to thrust into her like a man possessed, making her moan and wail at the top of her lungs as I pounded her.

"ohmigod, YES! Fuck!!" she grunted as I threw her body around on the mattress.

Ultimately I turned her over face down, and pulled her hips back to place her in the doggy-style position, which she really seemed to enjoy. I had her face down-ass up, where I could pummel that thicc Italian rump from behind, giving it firm spanks with my hand.

This bad girl routine really seemed to turn her on, with her gradually pushing her hips back at me - spurring me on.

"fuck, fuck, fuck!!" she huffed. "Unngh!"

It was during the next position in which she was riding me reverse cowgirl, that we heard her folks arrive home downstairs.

Almost instantly, both Charli and I leapt from the bed in panic [mid-fuck] and rushed towards her bedroom window with my clothes in hand, ready for a quick escape. But as I rushed to dress, I realized we still had a few extra moments to spare with her folks still in the garage, so I took this opportunity to pull her into another deep kiss.

As expected, it didn't take much for her over-stimulated libido to respond, our hands having minds of their own. While mine seemed to find their way back between her legs, Charli's quickly stroked my still hard cock, while still trying to shove me out the window.

"Fuck. Quick, get out of here!"

"God damn it Charli, I didn't even get time to cum!" I complained.

"Err, I dunno." she shrugged. "Just do it yourself, but do it outside!"

I stopped to face her and refused to leave. Insisting that she finish the job herself.

"What! Seriously?" she gasped. "We're gunna get caught!"

But I wasn't taking no for an answer.

Resigned to her fate, Charli finally rolled her eyes and bent over to give my stiff cock one last suck. I responded to this by pushing her down to her knees and urged her to hurry up and finish me off.

"Come on, I'm close... that's it!" I admitted, gripping her head. "Don't stop now, baby."

"Mpphhfff-just hurry up." she mumbled between sucks, bobbing her head faster. "Just cum already, cum all over my tits!"

But the social media star barely had time to finish the sentence, before I suddenly tensed up and came - shooting a huge wad of cum into the back of her throat – gagging her briefly.

While Charli gasped and coughed her little lungs out, I grabbed my shit and hopped out the window with a evil chuckle, knowing full well I was going to catch hell from her the next time we spoke. IF she ever decided to speak to me again.


...to be continued.

[TheLW]

Fuck, that was hot.

I haven't really paid much attention, to either of these two, I'm definitely on notice now. Talk about an incredible story, TPG.

[TPG]

Thanks LW. If this story gets Charli any additional attention from the viewers on CFF, then mission accomplished for me!!
She just cleans up so so well. Girl gives me the biggest blue balls since teen Bolt!

[MacDennis]

Oh yeah. Nice to see a standalone Charli story from u.