Cruelty

Poem

Just another person to beat

I didn’t get my perfect fantasy
I realized you love yourself
More that you could ever love me
So go and tell your friends
That I’m fat and crazy,
That’s fine
You won’t mind if I say by the way
I hate that stupid old black dress,
You never let me wear
You’re a bullheaded, heartbreaker
Who’s really bad at lying
So watch me strike a match
On all my wasted time
As far as I’m concerned,
You’re just another person to beat
There’s no time for tears
I’m just sitting here planning my revenge
There’s nothing stopping me
From going out with all of my EX boyfriends
And if you come around saying’ sorry to me
You better keep it to yourself
coming back around me
Would be bad for your health
‘Cause I’ll be showing
how sorry you’ll be
As far as I’m concerned,
You’re just another person to beat
So watch me strike a match
On all my wasted time
‘Cause I really, really hate that
stupid old black dree,
You never let me wear
You’re a bullheaded, heartbreaker
Who’s really bad at lying,
yeah,
So watch me strike a match
On all my wasted time
As far as I’m concerned,
You’re just another person to beat.
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Where Am I?

First time with sexual poetry. Please do not be too harsh or give it a negative rating because you do not like poetry in general. If you don’t like poetry why are you reading it!? Thank you, that is all. Read on, don’t mind me.

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Club Gomorrah. The Sissy Saga. Chapter 4 The Reprogramming.

Everything here is fiction.
Ryan Is a fictional character with a little bit of me in him.
This is a repost from my story over on Xhamster and all work here is my own sick twisted creation.
Please let me know what you thought, people seem to like this story on other sites so I thought you would too.

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Chain of Mistakes: Day Two

Devin: 15 years old. 5 “7 ½”. Sandy, brown hair. Brown eyes.
Nora: 16 years old. 5 “7”. Long, black hair. Blue eyes.
Rose: 18 years old. 5 “8”. Semi-long brown hair, usually kept in a ponytail. Blue eyes (like her mother and sister).
Things were strange after that night things between Nora and I, with good reason. She kept her promise though. She didn’t tell anyone, not even Rose. Rose didn’t sense anything either. I could tell if this was a good thing or not. My head was hurting a lot since that day and my thoughts were becoming more and more twisted. I was scaring myself.
Since we were on summer break, I didn’t have school to retreat to. All I had was my room and my mind and both of them reminded me of what I’d done to Nora. Something inside of my head seemed to be spreading throughout my brain and it was controlling me. I felt weak against it.
We all sat at the table, eating the breakfast Rose had prepared. Halfway through it, Nora told us she was full and would be taking a shower upstairs. I knew she was trying to do it beforehand, in case Rose would leave later, leaving her alone with me. It angered me a bit since I had no intention of raping her. Not unless she did something that angered me, like last or night or now. Five minutes later I found myself telling my sister I was finished as well, placing my plate in the sink and sneaking upstairs. I heard the shower running and saw it as an opportunity. I entered the bathroom, shutting the door behind me and undressed and hid my clothes in the hamper.
Nora hadn’t noticed I was there yet. I opened the shower curtains quietly, sliding into the shower. She was quite oblivious since she was facing the shower head and for a moment I watched as she cleaned herself, then slid the wash cloth between her legs. She winced then sighed.
I couldn’t take it, I grabbed her from behind, covering her mouth and as she let out a muffled scream
.
“It’s me,” I told her, trying to comfort her. I hadn’t taken into consideration that I was something to fear. I pressed myself against her, letting my cock, which was quickly hardening; press against her firm ass.
I had her turn around and get on her knees.
“Suck me until I say stop,” I commanded. She hesitated, her mouth only inches from my cock.
I held my cock in my hand, grabbing the back of her head and forcing into her mouth, she gagged.
“Then do it,” I snarled at her as she gasped for breath. She reluctantly obeyed, slowly sucking me off, bobbing her head back and forth. I enjoyed the wet sensation that wrapped around my hardening tool.
I grunted as she sucked me off more and more. I had a massive hard on. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her off of me. She looked up in horror, thinking she had done something wrong.
“You did fine,” I assured her, telling her to face the wall and brace her hands against it with her ass out. I caressed it as I slipped a finger into her pussy, feeling as it got wetter. She moaned.
“How does it feel?” I asked her..
“Good,” she said right on beat as she bucked against my finger. I added another finger for good measure.
“Ready for my cock?” I asked her, holding my cock in my other hand.
She looked over her shoulder, down at my dick and bit her lip. Damn was she sexy! I didn’t even wait for a reply and slowly inserted myself into her, taking into consideration that she was slightly sore, but she felt too damn good as her soaked cavern wrapped around me tightly. I sped up, holding onto her hips for leverage. Her hands slowly turned into fist on the wall as she took in each thrust. I leaned down slightly, sucking on her neck as water poured on me from behind, soaking my hair. I got carried away and slipped a finger into her asshole and I was forced to muffle the scream that slipped from her mouth with my hand.
I slammed her head into the wall for not controlling herself and she let out a cry against my hand. I decided she needed to be punished and pulled out, sliding my tip into her ass hole. She groaned into my hand, trying to pull away from me. I moved the hand that wasn’t on her mouth and slid it below her below her arm from behind, cupping her breast. My sister’s breathing caught as I groped her delicately and forced more and more inside of her.
“Nora, you alright in there?” I hear Rose say. I freeze, but slowly pulled out of Nora. Nora turned around to face me and I stared hard at her.
“Yeah I’m alright,” she said, not too convincing. I began to grind my teeth at her.
“Are you sure? I thought I heard you scream,” Rose questioned.
“Yeah I just uh-slipped,” Nora lied.
Despite that awful lie, Rose didn’t suspect anything.
“Sorry, you probably want to continue your shower, but I tried looking for Devin to ask him if he heard anything and I couldn’t find him. So I came in here to just check on you myself. I’ll try looking for him again. It’s not like he disappeared,” Rose laughed and I heard the door close.
“Shit,” I cursed under my breath. My dick was still hard, but I had to get out there so I resisted the urge to fuck Nora any further. I hopped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my waist and peaking outside to make sure Rose wasn’t there. I heard footsteps downstairs and quickly, but carefully hurried to my mother’s room across the hall. I opened the door and stood in the middle of the room.
“LOOKING FOR ME ROSE?” I called.
She hurried up the stairs and gave me a confused look.
“What are you doing in here?” she asked.
“I was taking a shower, but heard you as I was getting out. I had to get a towel first,” I told her.
“Why not downstairs?’” she asked.
“Mom has better shampoo,” I lied.
She kind of chuckled then looked down; I followed her eyes to see my dick still rising proudly. Somehow I was embarrassed despite having done what I did to my sister only minutes before. In a way, I was also turned on.
I looked back up and stared straight at Rose. Rose was pretty good looking person you stopped to think about it. For one, her breasts were huge. I didn’t know for sure, but you probably did. She had to be D cup, at least. Not to mention her banging hour glass figure that she probably inherited from you, in contrast to Nora’s petite body and B cup-ish breast. . If I spend another moment ogling my sister I might have blown my load right there. Thankfully Rose found an excuse to leave and did.
I watched her ass sway as she left my room and wondered if she did it on purpose. I went into the rest room, standing in front of the mirror. I wrapped my hand around my cock and jacked off hard as I watched myself in the mirror. I used my pre-cum as lube as I rubbed myself even harder, continuing to stare at myself. I smiled as I blew my load all over the sink and mirror. Then I looked at myself again, except I saw someone else. t was like my body had become the home of two different people.
***
Later that night I was awaken to a pair of sweet, alluring lips. I lifted my head to have more and heard a soft giggle from my unknown partner. I felt a hand on my chest that slowly slid down to the waistband of my boxers. I shivered in anticipation as the hand slid lower, playing my cock all the way from the tip to my balls. I was only half awake, but my lower half had full response. I opened my eyes to see a pair of bright blue ones, staring down at me and all that seemed to come into focus.
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Read the character description to get the ending. Who should the blue eyes belong to?I honestly don’t know myself to be quite honest with you. Probably not going to be doing this posting every day thing, so enjoy it while you can. I was logged out the first time posting this so I had to retype it and didn’t feel like checking it too carefully.

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Sara’s new life

Short disclaimer. I’ve decided to contribute a little. First attempt at writing erotic literature. All characters are over 21 and you water sports and slavery are not your thing then this probably is not for you.

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Emotionless

Ed is waiting for his girlfriend Laura for a date. They have planned this as a milestone of their relationship but perhaps she is not as excited as he is.

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Let me tell you about Samantha

Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real events or people is purely coincidental and not intentional. This story obviously contains adult content. If a tag was included, it was included for a reason. Please keep that in mind before you read this story.
I am not interested in negative comments. I believe that the more realistic a story, the easier it is to suspend our disbelief, and therefore the easier it is for us to become involved in the story. No one is forcing you to read what is written here. That being said, comments are welcome, and I hope you enjoy.
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Let me tell you about Samantha. I first met her when she was seventeen. We were working at an outdoor pool in Michigan. She was a lifeguard and a swim teacher, and I, being a few years older, had some time ago been promoted to supervisor. It was my job to hire staff for the summer, train them, and make sure they kept our guests safe while on duty.
There were strict guidelines that the lifeguards had to follow. Gone were the days of lounging in the sun, drink in hand, whistle twirling while snoozing in the sun on the guard stand. With increases in drowning incidents in the past years, and subsequent insurance hikes, our facility could not afford to compromise on safety.
The training program was vigorous, and not everyone passed. I had ten kids that year that wanted to work for me for the summer, and only seven of them ended up passing the course. I remember the first day, an older kid named Jared tried to fulfill the swimming requirement, and barely made it halfway across the pool. He was well built too, and in good shape, he just had no technique.
Sam was a different story. She was on the swim team in high school, and was more at home in the water than on dry land. She had an incredible body too. She was about 5’2”, under 100 lbs, blonde with bright, penetrating, blue eyes. She had a nice chest too, although her one piece swim suit did little to show it off.
She passed the swimming requirements without a problem but struggled a little when it came to learning CPR and some of the rescue skills. For obvious reasons, I wanted to keep her around, so I was more than happy to volunteer to spend some extra time tutoring her after the rest of the staff had left.
This continued for the duration of the week-long course, and by the end of it, we had established a decent rapport. There was still a distance between us, since I was not only a little older, and had outgrown her high school drama, but also because I was her boss. Nevertheless we got along fine, and I slowly learned more and more about her. She would come into my office every once in a while on her breaks and we would chat. She even brought snacks occasionally. I could tell she had a little bit of a crush on me, and let me tell you, I was happy to see her every time.
Sam was very proper and very innocent. She came from a religious background, and was planning on saving herself for marriage. She was a little naive, without a doubt a unwise as to the ways of the world, as everyone in her life was artificially nice to her, probably because of her looks. To put it another way, she was incredibly hot, but not always all that bright. Part of it was her age, and part of it was her… innocence when it came to all things romantic and intimate.
One day, near the end of summer, she came into my office near closing time in tears. It was the first time she had come to see me all day, which was odd, and I could tell something had been bothering her for a while. I, ever the good boss and friend, offered her some water and slowly coaxed the story out of her.
It turns out that Dylan, a boy from her high school whom she had been dating for a while, was finally tired of waiting for her to put out, and had taken advantage of her. Over the course of the evening, and long into the night, she sat with me and told me the story:
Sam and Dylan had been dating since sophomore year, and like typical relationships, it started slowly and awkwardly. There was hand-holding and hugs, and all of the usual bullshit that goes with adolescent romances. Sometime around junior year, Dylan, a football player, wanted more. He told Sam that unless she started to put out a little more, he would break up with her and date a cheerleader.
She refused for a while, she said, until last week when things finally came to a head.
Dylan took Sam on a romantic drive into the countryside one night, with the premise that they were going to look at the stars. Michigan has some beautiful forests and a lot of secluded places to park a truck where no one can find you. They drove up a long dirt road, late at night, and Dylan laid out blankets in the back of the truck.
He had gotten his hands on some tequila, and the two of them were taking turns drinking out of the bottle. Sam had never had anything to drink before, and the effects of the alcohol were hitting her pretty fast. Dylan drank more than he probably should have, and was soon feeling frisky.
“Come here, babe” he said to her, slightly slurring his words as he held open his arms.
He was laying on his back in the middle of the truck bed, pillow under his head, bottle in his hand. Sam lay down beside him, placed her head on his chest, just below his shoulder, and curled up against him, placing her knee gently on top of his crotch.
“Ooh yeah babe… that’s what I need.” Dylan grabbed her knee and forcibly pushed it down into himself. Sam felt his cock through his jeans, and knew that he was already rock solid.
“Babe, you know I’m not ready” she said to him, eyes wide and bright in the moonlight. Her skin tight white cotton shorts hugged every curve perfectly, and her light blue tube top slid up just a little bit, revealing her tight, toned, and tanned stomach.
Dylan didn’t say a word, and just reached his hand down the back of her shorts. He felt, rather than saw, her lacy pink thong, clinging to her perfect ass. Feeling the top of that fabric wrapped around her drove him a little crazy.
“Tonight is the night babe. I’ve waited long enough. If you love me, you’ll do this.” Dylan was doing his best to lay on the charm, but the tequila was making him sound sleazy and manipulating.
“If you love me, you won’t ask me to.” said Sam, wriggling out of his grasp and forcibly removing his hand from the back of her shorts.
“I said no, and I meant it, Dylan.”
Dylan rolled his eyes and took another swig from the bottle. He took a long hard look at Sam, standing up in his truck bed. The moonlight shining on her face made her look more fragile and delicate than ever. The slight breeze was making her light cotton top ride up just a little, and he got a few more glimpses of her perfect midriff. He got an unobstructed view of her in profile, outlined against the star-studded background. Perfect, full little tits, and an amazingly tight, firm little ass, wrapped up in shorts that showed off her tan.
Something must have come over him, because suddenly, and without warning, he reached up and grabbed her by the waistband of her shorts. She wasn’t sure if it was the liquor or the two years of aching blue balls that did it. Likely it was a combination of the two, but Dylan was not waiting any longer. He pulled down hard on her shorts, and she instantly fell to her knees in the truck bed.
“Hey! Stop it!” she yelled, trying to free his vice-like grip on her pants. It was a useless endeavor. He was easily double her size and he had already made up his mind about what was happening tonight.
“Turn around” He said to her, with a look in his eye she had never seen before.
He climbed around behind her and pinned one hand behind her back. She was still on her knees in the truck bed, facing the cab, when he forced her face into the blankets. She screamed in pain as he twisted her shoulder even harder, tears welling up in her eyes.
With his free hand, Dylan reached around the front of her shorts and undid the button and zipper. Sam started to panic and tried to fight him off with her other hand, but he tightened his grip and forced her face still lower until she stopped struggling.
“Help me!” she screamed out into the dark woods. “No, stop! YOU’RE HURTING ME!!”
Dylan wasn’t listening anymore. He had pulled down her shorts, revealing the nicest ass in all of Oakland County (at least). Tight, firm, and toned, with a great tan and tan lines from working outside. Swimming made her lithe and muscular, but not butch or scary. She was in great shape, and her hard little body was his for the taking.
His cock was aching to get out of his pants, especially at the sight of that ass, bent over in front of him in that lacy pink thong. Sam was still struggling and calling for help as Dylan fumbled awkwardly with his own zipper, not daring to let go of her arm lest she try and run away.
He finally managed to pull his cock out, and laid seven inches of throbbing meat right between her ass cheeks. For the first time that night, Sam was still, and stopped struggling.
“Please, no. Dylan…”
He pulled her thong to the side and positioned himself outside her tight little virgin pussy. He spit on his dick twice (he’d seen it in a porn flick) and rubbed the head of his dick up and down her tiny slit. She was completely clean shaven, something that carried over from swim practice.
“No, no, no, no, no, AAAAHHH!!” She was shaking her head the whole time he was rubbing her, and when he finally thrust forward, into her, the shock was incredible. His cock wasn’t enormous, but she was tiny, a virgin, and not ready for it. He was brutal and totally unflinching as he grabbed the crease of her hips with his free hand, and used his 210 lbs of football muscle to drive himself into her.
She was as tight as a drum, and was squeezing him harder than anything ever had. As he split her open and felt the warmth of her insides, he threw his head back and let out a moan, or a groan, that was kind of a sigh at the same time. Two years of waiting and it was everything he ever wanted it to be.
He felt her go limp underneath her as the will to struggle went out of her. He let go of her arm and used both hands to grab on to her hips. He started pumping in and out of her, in long, deep thrusts, pushing ever deeper, and stretching her ever wider with each movement. Every time he reached the bottom of his stroke, she would let out an involuntary moan. Actually, it was more like a sob, but at this point, Dylan didn’t care at all. All he cared about was this pussy and how it was squeezing him.
“Oh my God, babe. Oh. My. God.” He said to her, as if she was doing him some sort of favor. Her lips were moving, but no words were coming out. Her beautiful, tanned, teen face was streaked with smeared mascara, and her bright blue eyes were glistening with tears. She just wanted it to be over, but to her horror, Dylan seemed to be picking up speed.
He thrust ever deeper, ever harder, until he finally buried the full length of his shaft inside her. He held it there for what felt like forever to Sam, pulling her hips into him. Her mouth was open the entire time, but there were no screams left inside her. Finally, he pulled out slowly, letting her squeeze his shaft all the way out.
He pulled her little thong the rest of the way off of her ankles, then gave her a brutal smack on the ass to get her attention.
“Turn around” he said to her, for the second time that night.
She slowly did as she was told, and once she was on her back, he ripped her tube top off, revealing her perfect teen breasts. She was covering her nipples with one arm, and her other hand was down between her legs, trying to soothe her aching, bruised little pussy. Dylan removed her hand from her opening and spread her legs before climbing on top of her and entering her again.
Her face, at first, looked scared. After the first five deep thrusts in this new position, fear was replaced by a look of agony. Her eyes were wide again, still glistening, and her mouth was open in a silent grimace. Her whole body felt the violation of what was happening, and it was all reflected in her beautiful face. Ten more thrusts and her expression changed again. The pain subsided, and was replaced by an almost passive apathy. Her whole body still shook with each forceful thrust, but he had finally split her open enough that she didn’t have to scream anymore.
“You little slut, you love this, don’t you?” Dylan grunted at her, all the while pounding into her.
When she didn’t reply, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked on it, forcing her to look in his eyes. He repeated the question, and this time, she gave him a little nod.
“Say it!” he yelled at her. “Tell me you love it”
“I love it” she lied, barely above a whisper.
“Louder!” he yelled, giving her a thrust so deep her head hit the cab of the truck at the front of the bed.
“I love it!” she cried, tears streaming down her face.
“I knew it. I always knew” he said, as he finally pulled out again.
“Turn around. I want that little ass too.” He said to her, his cock throbbing in his hand.
She slowly turned around again, getting on her knees. Her face was buried in the blanket in the back of the bed, and her ass, her perfect little ass, was pointed up at the night sky, waiting for her boyfriend to do what he wanted with it.
“That’s it baby. Turn around.”
Dylan grabbed his slippery cock and pointed it at Sam’s impossibly tight ass. The screams that she let out when he ripped her pussy apart were nothing compared to this. His cock in her ass seemed to pull her out of her shocked, passive state, and return her to reality a bit. Dylan was burying his cock in her ass right here, outside, in the back of his truck. There was nothing she could do about it. She felt the head slide in, and she felt her ass stretch to try and accommodate him. It wasn’t happening, but he kept pushing anyway. She tried in vain to get away, to get her ass off of his dick, but the only thing in front of her was the back window of the truck. Dylan grabbed the hair on the back of her head and pulled hard, forcing her to arch her back and push her ass up for him. He pulled on her hair one more time and buried his cock to the hilt.
Dylan held his cock in place, his body rigid, bicep flexed, with his fingers full of Sam’s bright, blonde hair. This ass was beyond words. Tighter than anything could be, should be, would ever be again. He felt his cock start to throb at the base, and knew that his release, two years in the making, was finally coming.
For the first time in her life, Sam felt a man release his seed inside of her. She felt his cock swell and throb, felt it being pushed even more impossibly deep into her, and felt the warmth and wetness that was Dylan’s cum inside her ass. He pumped at least eight ropes of sticky, warm cum into her ass before he was spent, bellowing to the night sky while holding her head back by her hair.
Sam was powerless that night. She could do nothing but take it, so that’s what she did. She took every inch of his dick, and every drop of his cum into her ass.
Back in my office, the sky was dark, and all the lights were off. Everyone else had long since gone home, and it was just the two of us in my office. She was shaking and sobbing in front of me, this beautiful, broken girl. Upon closer inspection, I could see her wrist was still bruised from her ordeal, and she was constantly shifting in her seat. Her ass must have still been tender.
I refilled her water glass, and when she finally regained control of her breath, and the tears stopped, I looked deep into those beautiful blue eyes.
“Well,” I told her, clasping her hands in mine. “There is really only one thing I can think of to do right now.”
“What’s that?” she said, her voice shaky, holding back tears.
“Turn around”

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Another Good Night- Part III

Another Good Night- Part III
It had only been a few nights since Jason had started pestering her but already his disgusting attacks were starting to feel like a steady routine.
Hannah was already home and sitting at the table eating her evening meal when their brother got back home from work. Sarah sat at the table too, her small meal already finished. Hannah had noticed that her sister was zoned out as hell. She’d been talking to her about how school went but Sarah had just sat the whole time staring into the mid-distance. She couldn’t tell anyone the things she was thinking- they’d lose Hannah if she did- the courts wouldn’t allow her to stay with a sex offender and where else could she go. That’s what this was. Sexual abuse. And Sarah had no idea when Jason was going to ramp in up and take her virginity. The thought of her brother making her do that made her stomach roll.
He had come in carrying a white box which he left by the door. He took off his tie, putting it on the hooks, and strolled into the kitchenette like a king. He was such a smug asshole. Sarah couldn’t even look at him. He sat down at the table.
“Get me something to eat.” He ordered.
Sarah got up and drifted like a ghost to the oven. She produced the dinner she’d been keeping warm for him and put it down at his place setting.
“And a beer.” He said.
She fetched him a bottle of Bud.
He just sat there and fed himself with the roast strips of chicken; washing it all down with gulps of cold beer. He looked so content and Hannah could hardly believe he’d not snapped at her or called her a name yet. Her big brother was not her favourite person. As soon as she’d finished her dinner though Jason eyed her.
“You got homework?” He asked.
“Some sums,” Hannah answered.
“Why don’t you go to your room and get on that,” he said, “want you doing well at school, don’t we?”
“I suppose,” Hannah moaned, getting to her feet and grabbing her schoolbag from the door.
She trailed off wearily to her little room to start her homework. At nine years old she could hardly dream why Jason was always sending her to her room these days.
“Get me another beer, Sarah,” Jason ordered.
Sarah got up and moved again to the fridge. She grabbed a beer and took it back to him. This time she handed him the bottle. Not missing a beat Jason grabbed her hand and held it in his own. She was way too tired to fight with him and so she just let him hold her.
“How was your day?” He smiled.
Sarah just stared at him helplessly. He kept on smiling then he brought her hand to his lips and kissed it.
“I’ve been thinking about you, sweetheart,” he crooned, “I’ve been thinking about these nice soft hands…”
“Hannah’s going to hear.” Sarah frowned.
“You’re right,” Jason said, “we should save this for tonight.”
He put Sarah’s fingers in his mouth and started sucking on them. Sarah looked away; keeping her arm outstretched and letting him suck on her fingers. Finally he let go of her hand.
“Okay clean this place up,” he said, opening his second beer, “get the dishes done. I’m going to watch some TV.”
He went over to the living area and sat down on the couch. Flicking mindlessly through the cable channels. Evening waned into night in just that way; Jason watching TV and Sarah cleaning away the dishes. By the time she’d finished it was round nine thirty and Jason was getting restless.
“Sarah, get your ass over here,” he shouted at last.
Sarah heard his voice from where she was standing, at the sink, and it wasn’t long before she reacted. He was really wearing her down with his constant attention. She walked over to where he was sitting. He patted the couch next to him and she sat down uncomfortably close. Then, to her surprise, Jason shouted Hannah in from her bedroom. When Hannah came through Jason had her sit near them on the couch.
“You finished your homework?” he said.
“Yes,” Hannah replied.
“Good girl,” Jason said, “look Hannah… I wanna talk to you about how I used to hit you and Sarah…”
Hannah’s eyes went dim with the recent memory.
“I was a real asshole, huh,” Jason smiled, “look Hannah… I’m not gonna do that anymore… okay… it wasn’t even about you… it was about Sarah…”
Sarah couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Was he actually justifying himself to their nine year old sister?
“See,” he continued, “Sarah’s seventeen now… so she’s a grown-up like me in the family… you see… and sometimes grown-ups fall out and that makes life hard for the kids… you get it… but me and Sarah have been talking and we’re gonna try to get on and start liking one another a little and that’ll make life a lot easier for you, honey… no more hitting… you want that, right?”
“U-hu,” Hannah nodded.
“Cool,” Jason smiled, “but listen… for grown-ups to get on the way they need to they need some alone time… okay… just some time to chill-out together and do some grown-up stuff… so if you want everything to be cool with our little family you gotta go to bed early every night… you get me… give me and Sarah a chance to show each other how much we love each other…”
Hannah looked at Sarah’s glassy eyes. Was her sister getting ready to cry?
“Okay,” she said confusedly. Sarah didn’t look like she loved Jason at all, “okay, I’ll go to bed.”
“Good girl,” Jason smiled, “go on then. Get ready.”
Hannah left the room. Going to the bathroom first and brushing her teeth. Then she got her PJs, showered and got ready for bed. Jason watched every step like a shark; restless to start the ‘grown-up stuff’ with his hot fox of a sister. Finally Hannah was finished and she went into her room. Closing the door and switching off the light.
“I meant what I just told her Sarah,” Jason held the nape of Sarah’s neck softly in his hand, rubbing at the skin with his thumb, “I wasn’t bullshitting her… if I’m gonna be a decent guy to you and Hannah you gotta keep me happy at night… I love you so much, darlin’, and if you don’t let me show you how much I love you it’s gonna come out in other ways… like me hitting you guys…”
Jason pulled her face close to his.
“Christ you smell good, darlin’” he whispered, “you smell so goddamn nice… tell me I smell good…”
Sarah cringed. Jason tugged hard at her hair.
“Tell me I smell good, Sarah!”
“You smell good,” she winced.
“Make me fucking believe it, bitch!” He twisted her hair painfully in his fist.
“You do… you smell good Jason,” she whimpered, “please!”
His hand loosened on her hair and became affectionate again. His other hand started to caress her bare stomach under her sweater.
“I can’t believe you’re mine, darlin’” he breathed, “such a hot little seventeen year old pussy.”
His tongue lolled out and he pressed his wet mouth roughly against her lips. She opened her mouth instinctively for his probing tongue and let him make out with her in that disgusting way he’d developed over the years; rolling his long, wet tongue in and out. After about five minutes he pulled back. She could taste him in her mouth.
“You’ve made out with guys right?” He asked.
Sarah nodded. The shame and the disgust of the whole thing was nearly too much to take.
“How many?”
“Four.” Sarah’s voice shook and she lowered her eyes.
Jason put his hand softly on her chin and tilted her head up so she was facing him again.
“Make out with me like you did with them,” he said.
Sarah started crying.
“Don’t cry honey,” he stroked her hair, “don’t cry.”
“Please Jason,” she sobbed, “I don’t want to.”
“Come on honey,” he stroked her face, wiping away tears, “I love you more than any of those fucking assholes… make out with me…”
“Your my brother, Jason,” she cried, “please… this is killing me…”
He grabbed the nape of her neck and drew her firmly closer.
“Listen darlin’,” he said, “I don’t wanna fucking blackmail you or shit… but what I said to Hannah still stands… you’re gonna start treating me like your man or I’m gonna start treating you two a lot worse round here…”
He twisted a hand in her soft hair like before.
“Now I’ll start off… every time I stick my tongue in you do the same… do what you did with those other guys…”
Sarah cried but there was no time to plead with him again. He was on her already sucking at her lips and pushing his tongue into her mouth. A short sharp tug on her hair made her react; pushing her own tongue back and into her brother’s warm mouth.
“Mmmmm,” Jason moaned.
Sarah cried.
He forced his tongue in and again Sarah was forced to respond licking the inside of his mouth as quickly as she could before having her tongue forced back into her own mouth again by his wet probing. All this and with the disgusting factor of the spit that was rolling between them; Sarah was sure Jason was manufacturing more saliva just for the occasion.
“Put your hands on my chest, babe… that’s it… like I’m your man…” he said.
Then he got back to kissing her. His hand was still lost in her thick hair and he was still pulling at it roughly; so rough that strands were being pulled from the scalp. Sarah was forced to pull back from the forced kissing session.
“Stop pulling my hair, Jason,” she said, “I’m doing it.”
Jason just laughed and continued to tug violently at her hair.
“Stop it!” She winced.
“Come on, babe,” he laughed again, “has a guy never got rough with you?”
“Please!” She cried.
“Aw, honey,” he smiled, “I said I wouldn’t hit you anymore… I never said I wasn’t gonna get rough with you in the sack…”
Sarah put her hand on his hand as he pulled at her hair some more; forcing their faces together and licking her out. She just had to tolerate him pulling her hair out and laughing while he did it.
“Okay babe,” he pulled her away, keeping hold of her hair.
She felt another heavy wave of revulsion as he started to quickly undo his belt.
“Time for a nice, sloppy blowjob.”
A tear ran down the whole length of her face as Jason finished undoing his belt and then pulled his jeans and boxer shorts down to his knees. His long, hard prick stood out arrogantly in the air; full of raging, horny blood and his full nuts lay heavily on the couch between his legs. She didn’t even have time to take it all in as Jason tugged and pulled her roughly onto his hardon.
“Open!”
She just cried.
“Come on, bitch!” he thrust his hips into her face, “suck on it.”
He reached down and prised open her jaw; forcing his thing into her warm mouth.
“Awww, shit!” he moaned, “take that cock. Give me a blowjob, babe! Nice fucking sloppy blowjob.”
He twisted her hair more roughly in his hands and forced his dick so far into her mouth that the head stuck in her throat. Sarah coughed violently and pulled away; she couldn’t help up spit on him which only seemed to turn Jason on more.
“Awww, yeah, darlin’, I knew you’d get used to it.”
He tried to forced her mouth back onto his dick; she tried to lever herself away from him with her hands on his thighs.
“Please, Jason,” she gasped, needing to breathe, “what if Hannah gets up?”
Jason’s strong hands slackened on Sarah’s head and he glanced at Hannah’s door.
“Fuck,” he laughed, “you’re right, babe. Let’s take this to the bedroom.”
***
He got up from the couch, butt-naked from the waist down and started dragging Sarah by the hair. He took her over to the front door first and retrieved the parcel he’d brought back from work. Then he forced her over to his bedroom and threw her inside. He locked the door.
“There,” he smiled, “more privacy for my sweet little cock-sucker.”
He grabbed the collar of her sweater roughly and tore it violently right down the front. Sarah gave a strangled scream but Jason just kept coming at her. He grabbed the material again- tore again. It came away from her body as a tattered red rag then he started in on her bra; pulling it off and breaking the strap. He pushed her down hard on his bed and then attacked her again; undoing the button on her jeans and pulling them clean off in one wild movement. She could see a bobbing string of precum swinging this way and that and staining the bedsheets as he moved like an animal. Finally he grabbed the elastic on her panties and tore them off too.
She was panting and crying when he finally snatched at her hair again. He dragged her round and sat his ass down on the precum covered bed; positioning her on her knees between his. He held her face close to his cock and then Sarah nearly threw up when he let a long white strand of spit fall out of his mouth; aiming it directly for his dick. It landed heavy and wet on his hardon and then his insistent hands started pulling her mouth onto his thing again. It was slick and covered in her spit and his and Sarah thought she’d go crazy if she had to take it in her mouth again.
“Jason,” she tried to pull away, she was snivelling and trying to make him take pity, “Jason… can I… can I do something else?… please… I can’t put it in my mouth…”
Jason laughed.
“I want a blowjob, darlin’” he said, “don’t worry… you’re gonna get used to giving head… I’m gonna get you to suck it every morning and every night…”
Sarah cried.
“Please,” she whispered, “it’s horrible.”
“Do it, babe!” He pulled her hair so hard she couldn’t believe the pain, “suck!”
He forced her mouth onto his erection. The bulbous head of his long dick felt so disgusting on her tongue and the wet precum and spit made her feel like she would throw up. But the worst was when he pushed it into her throat; making her choke.
“Please!” She pulled back from his dick, choking.
“Come on, sweetheart,” Jason smiled in ecstasy, “gagging on dick is part of giving head.”
“Jason, please!”
He forced his cock back inside and rammed it home in her throat; holding her head down into his lap with his strong arms. Sarah struggled and tried to get away. She was choking to death. Jason just laughed and watched her hitting his thighs.
“Relax, honey,” he laughed, “I got you in a hold… no way your getting away from that dick… just breathe through your nose and learn to love it…”
He laughed again and in time Sarah stopped fighting; on her knees there, with her brother’s thing heavy on her throat, eyes open and crying.
“Okay, babe,” Jason crooned, “I’m gonna pull out and let you lick the head a bit… then I’ll push back in all the way… you’re gonna have to learn to get a rhythm going.”
He pulled his dick out on her mouth.
“Lick my piss-slit,” he moaned.
Sarah cringed but allowed her tongue to work on his disgusting knob. Then he grabbed her again and forced his dick down her throat. She gagged. Jason kept up the rhythm pulling out and pushing in more times than Sarah could count.
“Awww!! Awww!! Lick me, honey!!” He was in total bliss, “Suck that dick! Suck on that shit, babe! You give a mean fucking blowjob, Sarah!”
He pulled her away at one point.
“We need some more lube, babe,” he breathed, and then he spat another few strands of white spit onto his slime-coated cock, “Okay honey, suck it.”
He made her give head like that for another fifteen minutes. Sarah just tried her best not to choke or to taste the multiplying strands of his disgusting juices; that or hear him laughing and telling her how good she was or how much of a slut she looked with a guy’s cock-head in her mouth. Finally he shifted position; laying Sarah’s head down at the end of the bed and coming at her mouth again with his cock.
“What are you doing?” She turned her face away.
“I’m getting close to shooting, darlin’” he said, “I wanna facefuck.”
“No, please.”
She turned her head away as far as it would go only to have him force it back round and shove his hardon back into her mouth. This time he set the rhythm with his hips. Pounding his slim ass back and forward and pounding his massive dick into her unprotected throat. Sarah thought she was going to pass out but nothing was more revolting than hearing Jason announce his orgasm.
“Awww! Shit!” He shouted, “nice warm fucking mouth! I love facefucking sluts! I love pounding your sweet mouth, baby! Sarah! Aw, Sarah! I love you, honey! Aww! Aww! I’m gonna blow! Aw! I’m so fucking close to emptying these fucking nuts!! Aw! Take my cum, babe! Take my fucking c… uh! uh! uh!”
Sarah screamed as she felt him pull back from her throat and let go inside her mouth. His revolting seed swamped her in there and she could taste the unclean, salty taste of her brother’s spent load. She cried in abject pain and humiliation.
“Aw! Jesus!”
Jason pulled his now softening cock out of Sarah’s warm mouth and the girl tried at once to get up and spit the white corruption out onto the floor. But Jason was quick to react. He grabbed her and forced her facedown onto the bed; clamping a hand over her mouth so she couldn’t spit. She went crazy, the stuff in her mouth was so completely disgusting she couldn’t bare to have it in there a moment more and here was Jason forcing her to experience it, she kicked and fought and tried to scream.
“Shhh! Shhh!” He was stroking her shoulder blades lovingly from where he lay half-naked ontop of her, “relax honey. I’m not gonna make you swallow. It’s okay. Just keep it in your mouth a minute. I want you to get used to how I taste.”
A tear ran down the length of her face as again she was forced to calm down before Jason would stop what he was doing to her.
“That’s it honey,” he kissed her bare back, and touched her naked ass cheeks with his free hand, “your being such a good girl tonight… just keep that spunk in your mouth a few more minutes… think about what that shit tastes like, darlin’… your gonna be eating it every night…”
He laughed. Kissing her again. Sarah just lay there and watched the minutes pass on Jason’s alarm clock; trying not to swallow. Then, finally, he let go of her mouth and cupped his hand under her chin.
“Okay, babe,” he said, “spit that shit out onto my hand.”
She spat out immediately and Jason’s white slime pooled in the hallow of his hand.
“Lovely, babe,” he smiled, kissing her back, “you’re so nice. Turn around.”
He bodily turned her so she was on her back then he settled his hips between her naked thighs; his soft wet cock touched her down there. Sarah had the most revolted expression on her face he’d ever seen from a girl. He was a good looking guy and girls mostly wanted him; though he’d never done this shit with a girlfriend.
“Can I get a glass of water?” Sarah asked, obviously in mental torture.
“No, honey,” Jason smiled at her, “I’m not finished with your hot little mouth yet.”
Sarah’s lip quivered.
“You look so cute when you’re getting ready to cry babe,” Jason said, then he hovered his hand over her chest tipping his palm and slowly, and deliberately, pouring his cum into the hallow of her sex solar-plexus; it pooled up in there so gorgeously.
She turned away. Crying.
“Okay, honey,” he forced her face back, “time for you to show me what a slutty little girl you really are.”
“What?”
“We’re gonna have a little cum-kiss, darlin’”
Sarah went crazy trying to push at his shoulders.
“Please, Jason, not that! Please!”
He ignored her; dipping his tongue into the deep cum on her solar-plexus and then trying to put it into her mouth. Sarah went crazy pushing him as hard as she could until her had to move. Then he leapt up from the bed and ran nude out into the hall and into the bathroom. She lifted the lid of the toilet in there and vomited hard into the basin. She coughed and spluttered and cried thinking of what Jason wanted her to do.
Jason just followed calmly behind her; slowly undoing his shirt and getting totally naked just like his sister. He strode into the bathroom and crouched down behind her; rubbing her back comfortingly.
“That’s right,” he said, “get it up.”
She spat again.
“Please Jason,” she cried, “please.”
He hooked his strong arm under her knees, the other on her back, and carried her like she didn’t weigh anything. Picking her up and placing her firm, little ass on the sink unit. He ran the cold tap and let some cool water pool in his hand. He put it to her lips.
“Take a drink, darlin’” he said kindly, she drank.
Then he reached back behind her and grabbed some mouthwash from the cabinet. He unscrewed the cap and pushed the nozzle up against her lips.
“Open.”
She did and he poured in the mouthwash. He made her swill it round her mouth then he lead her head down and made her spit into the sink. He ran the tap again; washing away what came out.
“Please Jason,” she was distraught, “I can’t do that.”
Jason just smiled lovingly.
“Sure you can, honey,” he said.
Then he started pushing what was left of his cum up from where it had dribbled down her fine body and up towards the pert shapes of her breasts. He leant into her again and licked a long strand of his cum off off her skin. Then, like before, he presented his cum-covered tongue for her to suck on.
“God, please.”
She turned away. He pressed his tongue to her cheek and let the white slime strand off on her. He did it a few more times like trying to nudge her into making out with him that way. Then, after awhile, he lost patience. He grabbed her face and forced it round with all his might; forcing his face against hers and wedging his wet tongue and slick cum into her hot mouth. She screamed and tried to get away again but it was no use. He was fully making out with her; pushing his cum into her mouth.
“Please Jason!” She screamed the first time he pulled away.
But he’d only withdrawn to gather even more of his stuff on his tongue. He pushed it back into her mouth and then hooked it back out with his tongue; sometimes licking cum onto her lips and face.
“I love a sweet cum kiss, darlin’” he said, licking more off of her tits and feeding it to her, “nice cummy fucking kiss…”
Sarah made a retching sound as her mouth started to get full of cum again. He’d pushed so much back in.
“You need to throw up again, baby,” Jason said.
Sarah nodded. Jason put out his hand.
“Spit out my cum,” he said.
She spat in back into his hand for the second time that night and then he took her back to the toilet. He forced her head over the basin.
“Okay, darlin’” he said, “you can throw up.”
She retched but there was nothing in her stomach. Jason gave her a minute just to make sure then he dragged her head back up to face him. He licked a mouthful of the cum back off his hand and started making out with her again.
“Use your tongue, slut,” he said, “push that shit back into my mouth… show me what a slut my girl is…”
He had to grab her throat pretty hard to make her comply but in the end the pain was too great and she was forced to stick her tongue out; swapping back her brother’s stuff and having it recycled again back into her mouth.
“Aw!” He moaned into her mouth, “fucking slut… so fucking slutty…”
In the end he just started giving her little pecks on the lips letting little soft strings of his stuff form and break off between their kissing mouths. Then, at last, he stood up. He looked down at her; crouching, humiliated in their bathroom with her lips wet with sweet cum.
“I love you, Sarah,” he said, “get showered now and come to bed, babe. I wanna give that pussy some attention.”
He grabbed her hair from where she knelt and forced her face up against his naked cock and balls. He started humping and grinding into her sweet face.
“See baby. See how hard I am already. That’s for your fucking little pussy, darlin’”
He ground up on her for another thirty seconds then he let her go.
“Take a shower,” he said, “I’ll be waiting in bed.”
***
After Sarah had finished showering; crouched against the corner of the shower, crying and trying to get the smell of Jason off of her, she went back to his bedroom. Sure enough he was waiting for her; stroking his long dick to keep it hard. He’d opened the parcel he brought in from work and there, laying on the bed, was the sluttiest lingerie Sarah had seen. A white suspensor belt and bra- no panties. She let another tear fall.
“Put them on,” Jason ordered thumbing his dick-head and digging down into his balls with the other hand, “from now on your only gonna wear the sexiest things, darlin’”
She came slowly to the bed and Jason watched in mouth-watering arousal as this absolute model of a girl pulled on that sexy lace belt and put on a bra that pushed her already amazingly firm titties into a little slight cleavage that jut made you want to have three hands.
When she’d finished dressing for him he got up suddenly and grabbed her arm pulling her violently down onto the bed. He climbed on top, naked, and started tonguing between her pushed-together tits. He forced her legs apart; exposing her cute pink pussy.
“It drives me wild you’re a virgin, Sarah,” he breathed, crazy with lust, “drives me wild that I’m gonna be the first guy to tap this shit.”
He started kissing her and she couldn’t believe the fear as she felt him cup her sex; starting to push his fingers ever so slowly inside her. He nuzzled on her neck; continuing to finger her gently and shallowly. Then she gasped as he groped at his dick with his hand; starting so slowly to rub his raging cockhead up and down on her tiny teenage slit.
“Please,” she winced as he bit down softly at her ear, “please Jason… don’t rape me.”
“Shh, honey,” Jason whispered, “all girls are scared their first time.”
She felt him try to push his cock inside.
“Please!” She reached down and pushed his dick away, “please… Jason!… please… I’ll… I’ll do something else… I’ll use my mouth again, Jason… please… I’ll suck you… please… don’t rape me… please…”
She was squirming and trying to edge away up the bed. Jason grabbed onto her shoulders; pulling her back; insisting. He tried again, lining up his cockhead.
“No!” She screamed; reaching down again and pushing him away.
“Fuck slut!”
Jason punched his sister full in the face. He did it so hard her lip burst and the bedspread spattered red with her blood.
“Fuck,” he swore, “see what you fucking made me do now, bitch.”
She held her bleeding face in one trembling hand and looked away at the dark wall. Jason shook off the guilt. All he knew was she was fucking amazingly hot and his cock wanted serviced. He grabbed her hips and positioned them to fuck.
“Keep your fucking hips there,” he snarled, “I fucking pay for everything… I pay for the fucking clothes you wear, bitch… and you won’t even let me have fucking pussy… no fucking way, Sarah…”
He pushed his cockhead up against her opening again and this time Sarah didn’t have the strength or the courage to fight him as she felt the spongey, wet bulb pushing up into her pussy. He moved his hips backwards and forwards in a slow steady rhythm; keeping just that spongey cockhead at the door of her cunt. Then he grabbed her shoulders and forced his entire weight into one massive push. His hand covered her mouth and she stifled a scream as his entire, massive erection tore into her pussy; breaking her hymen and causing blood to flow inside her.
“Awwww! Fuck!” He couldn’t believe how sweet and tight that pussy was, “aw! Fucking virgin pussy!”
He rocked his hips against her; pounding his dick home in her pussy. Sarah was screaming and crying at the same time but Jason just took it as moaning against his firm hand. He buried his face in her titties picking his ass up off the bed with every grinding thrust.
“Keep your legs open, slut!” He ordered, “keep taking that dick! Aw, I love you! Aw, Sarah, I love you!”
After awhile he started trying to impress her; showing her all the moves he’d learned with old girlfriends in the past; sometimes fucking her real fast and other times rotating his hips in circles so his cock screwed into her. Then, after about what seemed forever solidly fucking, Jason felt that familiar tingle in his balls.
“Aw!” He licked her tits, “I’m gonna cum in your pussy.”
“I don’t want to get pregnant.” She cried to herself.
“Huh?”
“I don’t want to get pregnant!” She cried louder.
“Aw! Aw!” He was on cloud nine, barely hearing her, “I just wanna do it this once, babe… I’ll buy condoms tomorrow… I’m just gonna… ah! ah!… I’m just gonna cum… once in your… ah! beautiful hot pussy!”
She just lay there, lip burst, legs spread like a slut, with this asshole rutting on top of her; ready to cum whether she wanted him to or not. Then she closed her eyes as she felt her brother spasm out of all control.
“I’m… ah! I’m fucking cumming!”
He blew a hot sticky load deep inside her pussy and then another few strands spurted out afterwards before he finally lay his hot sweating body down on her amazing svelte frame. He continued to kiss and lick at her tits, cock still inside her, as he tried to regain his breath.
“Aw, fucking awesome,” he breathed hard.
Then he pulled his wet cock out of her and fell down exhausted on the bed next to his gorgeous sister. Sarah looked down at her wet, cum-filled and bleeding pussy.
“You’re gonna make me an amazing girlfriend, Sarah,” Jason breathed out.
“Go to hell, Jason,” she whispered.
Jason looked at her. Then he just laughed.
“You got attitude now, slut,” he said, “but you’ll get used to how things are gonna be…”
He started stroking at her luscious thigh.
“Soon you won’t even question it anymore,” he crooned, “you’ll just come to bed and open your sweet little pussy up for me to go at like a jackhammer…”
“You’re disgusting.” She sobbed in pain.
“Maybe,” he shrugged, then he pulled her towards him, forcing her firm ass up against his wet cock; spooning her, “but I’m the first guy you let into this sweet pussy… I’m your fucking boyfriend now, Sarah…”
He laughed; reaching round and fingering her sore pussy.
“You’re gonna have to get used to me.”
He continued to finger her then he tugged off her sexy lace bra; reaching round with the other hand and feeling her pert little breasts. He pushed one finger as far up her pussy as it would go. She reached down and tried to push him out; she was so painful down there. He just pushed against her.
“Don’t you fucking push my fingers out,” he shouted, “from now on I get to do whatever the fuck I like with this pussy… you’ve been a cocktease to me for too fucking long… now try to get some sleep, darlin’, you’ll be sucking on my dick before I go to work tomorrow.”

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Daddy Fucks Amanda part 1

Hey guys, this is just a little age play thing. I didn’t specify any age so hopefully it doesn’t break any rules. If you’re not into incest or forced sex fantasies this won’t be the story for you. Obviously we would never do any of this stuff in real life but it’s fun to pretend. Enjoy 🙂 Part 2 coming soon.

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Kidnapped Models

Two young models are taken and forced into a hell of sexual torments, each more brutal than the last. Will Stacey and Bianca get out of their ordeal alive? Or is their sexual subjugation just beginning?

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Josh teaches his sister a lesson part 2

they sat at the dining room table, a large pizza that was half eaten infront of them. their parents had taken the younger kids out to their mother’s sister’s house for the night.
jeremy leaned back in his chair and looked at karen. “you got a game tonight?” he asked her, referring to the fact that she was a cheerleader at their high school.
karen nodded. “yeah. what are you guys doing? are you coming to the basketball game?”
a cocky smile spread across jeremy’s face. “nah. it’s friday, i’m gettin laid.”
josh laughed, lisa and karen rolled their eyes. karen got up from the table. “you’re such a dick, jeremy,” she said, then headed into the kitchen.
jeremy looked at lisa and winked. he smirked at her.
lisa’s heart skipped a beat. josh and jeremy were both staring at her, she looked from jeremy to josh. “you fuckin asshole…” she said, pushing her chair back and standing. karen looked into the dining room from the kitchen to find out what was going on.
josh rested his elbows on the table, unfazed. he watched lisa walk around the table. “you’re not going anywhere tonight,” he told her.
lisa didn’t respond. karen walked out of the kitchen, wondering why her sister stayed quiet. “are you gonna come to my game?” she asked her.
lisa crossed her arms and looked down at josh.
“i just said she’s not going anywhere,” he said, looking over at lisa. he smirked, but karen didn’t see it.
karen was confused. “why are you doing everything he says?”
“yeah, lisa?” jeremy asked. “why are you doing everything josh says? what’s the matter?”
lisa huffed and stomped out of the room. she could hear her brothers laughing as she went upstairs.
lisa found josh’s room empty and slipped inside. she closed the door behind her, but not all the way. she went over to his computer and clicked his email.
“fuck!” she whispered loudly, looking at the screen. his email required a password. “shit.”
“what are you doing?”
lisa jumped and spun around. “damnit karen, don’t sneak up on people like that! christ, i thought you were josh.”
“why are you looking at his email? what’s going on?” she asked, leaning into one hip and crossing her arms.
“i need his damn password.”
“maybe its cockmaster, or hornyasshole, or-”
“or none of your business,” josh said from behind karen. karen turned towards him. “get up, lisa. you’re not getting into my email.”
lisa got up and stood next to karen. “why’d you tell jeremy?”
“tell jeremy what?” karen asked.
josh ignored her. “don’t know what your talkin about,” josh laughed.
lisa huffed and stormed past josh. he smirked. “you’ll find out…” he whispered as she walked past him.
karen had changed into her cheerleading uniform and left the house. lisa changed into a pair of sweatpants and sat infront of the tv. she had no idea what josh and jeremy were doing, and didn’t care to find out. but she soon would.
“see? i told you our sister’s a slut.”
jeremy stared at his older brother’s computer screen. “damn. you should send this to dad anyways.”
josh rubbed his chin. “nah, my way was a lot more fun.”
“what happened at school today?” jeremy asked, adjusting his dick in his basketball shorts.
“i found out shawn had set up a camcorder in his room, taped it, then put it on the internet to brag. apparently our sister’s a fuckin prize if you get to fuck her.”
“so he was bragging? what’d you do?” jeremy asked, not taking his eyes off the screen.
“found shawn before football practice and beat the fuck outta him, he agreed to take it off the internet.”
jeremy leaned back in the chair. he paused the video, leaving a still image of lisa bent over, her head tilted towards the ceiling, a look of pleasure on her face, brendon’s dick in her pussy. “she probably snuck out you know. the house is awful quiet.”
“no, she’s here. trust me. she’s here…”
jeremy looked up at his brother. “go get her.”
lisa shuddered, suddenly feeling cold. she wrapped her arms around herself. she heard footsteps walking down the hallway upstairs, and looked over at the staircase. josh came halfway down and motion for her.
“come here.”
“no.”
“yes, come here.”
lisa shook her head, her heart beggining to beat quickly. she was alone, with only josh and jeremy home.
josh quickly ran down the stairs and went into the living room. lisa pressed her back into the couch and drew her knees up against her chest. “no, get away from me!”
smirking, josh scooped her up and carried her out of the living room towards the stairs. she kicked and pounded on his chest. “let me go! i did what you wanted! leave me alone!”
josh just ignored her and went into his room. lisa saw jeremy sitting at his computer. josh put her down but held onto her arms so she couldn’t run.
“what do you want josh? i did what you wanted, now leave me alone.”
jeremy stood up and walked over to them. lisa looked away. dispite the two year difference between her brothers, they were both the same height, a good five inches taller than her 5’4 frame. jeremy put his hand on her chin and raised her head to his. “so i see you like to suck dick.”
lisa pursed her lips and gave him a nasty look. “your both fuckin sick. i hate you.”
“no you don’t,” josh answered.
jeremy looked at josh then walked behind lisa, trapping her inbetween them. jeremy hooked his fingers in the waistband of her sweatpants, causing her to squirm. josh tightened his grip on her arms. jeremy lowered her sweats to the floor in one quick motion.
“stop it!” lisa yelled.
jeremy snickered, and he pressed himself against her back, his erection pressing into her ass. she whined. jeremy reached around her smooth stomach and cupped her pussy, purposely pushing a finger into her hole through the fabric of her thin panties. she looked up at josh, a look of pure hatred in her eyes.
jeremy backed up and josh dragged her onto his bed. he flipped her onto her back, and she started kicking at jeremy as he got on the bed infront of her. josh quickly got behind her and held her arms over her head. “you still gonna fuck the next guy that wants a peice of you?” he asked.
lisa looked up at her big brother. “i told you no. now let me go.”
jeremy placed himself over her and grabbed the waistband of her panties. “i donno, josh. i don’t think she learned her lesson yet,” jeremy said, and slid her panties down her legs.
“yes i did, i swear,” she pleaded, locking her legs together and looking back up at josh. “josh let me go…”
“no. you know what i had to go through because of you? because my sister’s such a slut? you think i want people to know you’re my sister?” josh asked, above her, his face lowered to hers.
jeremy grabbed her thighs and spread her legs, positioning himself inbetween them. lisa whimpered as he lifted her shirt and kissed her stomach. josh laughed. jeremy kept kissing her down to her pubic bone. he sat up and looked at josh. they snickered, then jeremy shoved his finger roughly into lisa’s pussy. she squirmed and cried out, tried to close her legs.
“lay still. we both know you like to run train…” jeremy said and josh laughed. lisa screamed and kicked jeremy.
“watch out, she’s fiesty,” josh said. “shut the door, just incase karen comes home.”
jeremy got up and lisa twisted her hips to the side, closing her legs. he shut the door and turned on josh’s stereo. the band ‘Korn’ blasted through his speakers, the bass vibrating through the room. he got back onto josh’s bed and ripped lisa’s legs apart, holding her open to he could get a good look at his sister’s pussy. he fingered her again.
“stop..” lisa moaned, shutting her eyes.
“damn she’s tight,” jeremy said, shoving two fingers into her pussy.
“i told you i’m not a slut, now get away from me,” she said through clenched teeth.
“your wet,” he said.
“that’s because she likes this,” josh said. “she hasn’t learned her lesson yet. my sister’s not gonna be a slut anymore.”
“don’t worry. she’ll be scared of a dick after this,” jeremy laughed. “here, taste your own cum bitch,” he said and put the two fingers he had in her pussy into her mouth.
lisa winced and turned her head trying to get his fingers away from him. he straddled her stomach and held her face. “suck,” he said.
lisa obeyed and grew nervous, seeing the huge tent in her younger brother’s basketball shorts. she sucked her juices off his fingers, then looked up at him, knowing what was about to happen.
“good girl,” jeremy said, taking his fingers out of her mouth. still kneeling over her, he lowered his shorts and pulled his dick out. “suck my dick,” he told her, grabbing her face again.
lisa felt josh’s knees on either side on her head, felt his hands gripping her arms. she couldn’t move, she was trapped inbetween them, jeremy’s erection pressing against her lips.
“open your mouth slut,” josh instructed her.
lisa kept her mouth closed tight, her lips pursed together. jeremy squeezed her jaw. “open. you bite my dick, i’ll shove my dick in your ass so hard you won’t be able to sit down for weeks.”
lisa whined, but opened her mouth.
“wider, bitch,” he said, then shoved his dick into her open mouth. lisa wimpered as he fucked her face, and could hear jeremy moaning, josh laughing.
“shit, your lips feel fuckin good,” he said and groaned. “lick my shaft like a dirty bitch.”
lisa did. she ran her tongue up and down his shaft, then teased the tip of his dick, tasting pre-cum. she felt like vomiting again, remembering what josh had done to her a couple of days ago. she moaned and squirmed beneath him, realising there was no way out of this. jeremy shoved his dick back into her mouth.
“suck your cheeks in, i want to feel every part of your mouth around my dick. that’s it…do it faster… i want to cum,” jeremy moaned.
lisa groaned again, but did everything he said. she sucked his dick as if he were one of her boy toys.
“your gonna swallow,” josh said.
jeremy continued to fuck her face. “oh God…” he moaned. “i’m gonna cum…”
lisa cried and shook her head, her mouth filled with his dick.
“uh huh,” jeremy said, josh laughed.
lisa groaned in protest again and jeremy grabbed her chin, holding her head still. she felt him tense then he came in her mouth. it dripped down the back of her throat, and lisa wanted to spit. she tried not to swallow and had every intention of spitting it back at him the second he pulled out of her mouth.
jeremy relaxed as he finished, but kept his dick in her mouth. “clean my dick.”
she shook her head no and whined.
“pull out,” josh said.
as soon as jeremy did, josh head his hand over her mouth to make her swallow. “swallow.”
jeremy grabbed a tshirt off of josh’s floor and cleaned his dick with it. lisa pressed her legs together and closed her eyes as she swallowed. a tear dripped down her cheek and onto josh’s hand.
“my turn,” josh said, removing his hand from her mouth and leaning over so his face was near hers.
“no…” she said, but jeremy was already lifting her hips. josh let go of her reddened wrists and pulled off his own jeans. jeremy positioned lisa so her ass was in the air to him, her face inches from josh’s boxers.
“tell me you want me to fuck you,” jeremy said, pulling her hips back against his thighs. he held her there. “tell me how badly you want my huge cock in your pussy.”
josh lowered his boxers, his thick erection infront of her face.
lisa didn’t answer.
jeremy pressed his finger to her asshole.
lisa cried out and tried to get away from him, but they both grabbed her.
“you want my dick up your ass? huh, slut? you want me to hurt you?” jeremy threatened.
“no…” lisa whined. she squeezed her eyes shut, josh put his hand on her chin, directing her mouth to his cock. “i-i want your dick in my pussy,” she said in a low voice.
jeremy fingered her. “she’s really wet.”
josh smirked, looked down at his sister’s pretty face and pushed his dick into her mouth. she started sucking and josh moaned.
jeremy shoved his dick into her wet pussy. lisa moaned, to josh’s pleasure, as jeremy rammed her from behind. “moan. i want to hear you… i know your liking this, you little whore.”
lisa wanted to kill both of them right now. how stupid was she to think josh wasn’t going to tell jeremy? but as long as he didn’t send that link to their father…
“i want to feel you cum,” jeremy said.
lisa pulled back away from josh and shook her head. “no, stop it jeremy…”
josh grabbed her chin again and roughly shoved his dick back into her mouth. “don’t do that again.”
she moaned, and josh reached his hand out and began to rub her clit. he could feel his brother thrusting into her pussy, could feel the wetness that covered it. he rubbed her clit and teased it.
lisa squirmed, her ass pushing into jeremy as he fucked her. jeremy moaned, holding her hips. “make her cum,” jeremy said, feeling like he was about to cum himself.
she continued to suck josh’s dick as he played with her. she felt her stomach tighten and moaned as an orgasm ripped through her body. josh moaned, moving his hand to the back of his sister’s head, holding her against his cock. she moaned, causing a vibration through her mouth. he shot his cum into her mouth, and kept his dick in her mouth until he felt her swallow.
jeremy felt his sisters muscles contracting around his dick. he groaned, and almost blew his load into her tight little pussy. he tried to hold it.
josh pulled out, and slumped against his headboard, his dick going limp, his eyes burning into his sisters. she gave him a death stare as jeremy pounded her from behind. her blond locks fell over part of her face, and josh just watched.
jeremy grabbed her hips hard and held her in place, her pussy impaled on his dick. he let out a loud moan and lisa dopped her head to josh’s mattress, closing her eyes tight. her fingers clawed his sheet as she felt jeremy’s hot cum fill her insides.
“oh God, no… ” she cried. josh and jeremy smirked mockingly at lisa. jeremy pulled out and lisa turned over, cum dripping down her thigh.
jeremy, out of breath, pulled his basketball shorts back up and look down at his older sister. tears dripped down her face. she sat up quickly and slapped him across the face.
“i fuckin hate you!” she yelled. jeremy laughed and touched his beat red cheek. “you fuckin came in me, you asshole!” she yelled, and punched him.
“whoa,” josh said, and grabbed her before she could swing again, his jeans pulled up but still unbuttoned.
“he fuckin came in me!” lisa repeated, and kicked at jeremy. jeremy slapped her thigh, leaving his handprint.
“you learned your lesson though, right?” josh asked. “or maybe you didn’t.”
lisa squirmed, josh let her go this time. she jumped off his bed and grabbed her sweatpants. she looked for her panties. she was furious. they guys at school had used her, though it felt good at the time, she regretted it now. josh was never going to let her live this down. “leave me alone,” she answered, her hand shaking as she picked her panties up off his floor.
“did you get the video off the internet?” lisa asked, sliding her panties up her tanned legs.
“i told you i’d take care of it,” josh answered. he stood up and faced her, lisa took a step back towards the door. “and if you ever do some shit like that again-”
“i said i didn’t know they taped it.”
“i was referring to the threesome with my football team.”
jeremy came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. she cringed. “i think she learned her lesson,” jeremy said.
josh looked down at his sister. he knew there was at least 100 other guys that wanted to fuck his sister. he heard guys talking about her, not knowing he was standing nearby. he didn’t blame them. her face turned red. “we’ll see…”

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College Town – Part 4 – Mean Teens

This is a series about the sexual adventures of people in a small college town. Part 4, unlike parts 1-3, is almost entirely a sex scene. It is a continuation of Part 3 and involves all of the same characters. You don’t have to read part 3, but I strongly recommend it. If you like the stories, please leave a comment. Tell me what you would like to make the characters do and I may be able to make it happen.