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Part two of My Summer Back Home. Word count: 37,784, almost double the last. I spent time editing, as requested. I tried to cut down the line count for the paragraphs. I hope y'all enjoy the editing ticks, finding the reading all the more pleasurable. Please leave comments, lewd or not, constructive or admirable. I accept all. Farewell lovely readers, enjoy the incestuous tale of Julia and Jace. (Written by an amateur 18 year old male)

It had been two weeks since my brother Jace and I first made love. I had just come back home from being away at a University, deciding to spend my summer at home rather than traveling. I’m glad I stayed. While I could have whored around in Europe, staying in hostels never having to pay in cash but in services in pleasing the managers or whoever claimed to be in charge, it wouldn’t have been as satisfying as the first night I spent with Jace, or any of the moments that followed with our new relationship. For the first time in my sex filled life, I had love for the person I laid with. It would make sense to feel that. He’s been my brother for 18 years, I was the first girl he had really ever known. He was the first guy I had ever really known. I do love him, this does make me happy. It gives me such a full feeling. I think that’s why it felt so good.

In the two weeks that followed that fateful first night we fucked like mad dogs. Every week day our parents would go to their day jobs, leaving the house completely to us for seven whole sex crazed hours. We often complained about our sore bodies. My nipples would ache from his powerful sucking mouth. My vagina would be fucked raw, almost burning with sensitive pleasure. My jaw was pained from swallowing his almost nine inch thick as a brick cock. His dick would be sore, soft and spongy. His tongue became stiff and tired from licking me just about everywhere. Despite being a virgin before me, he knew his way around my body. He wasn’t as talented as the girls I had been with, but he was relentless and giving. He was rather fond of licking my asshole. My hips were wide and my ass looked like it should be the centerfold of a skin mag. Even I caught myself staring at it whenever I could. I’ve had anal before. Never with a cock as big as his. I was hesitant in trying to take him through the back door, not that I don’t occasionally crave it. It had been a wild time with him. We went at it in almost every room in the house. We got as dirty and as kinky as we could and fucked in our parents room. Of course we had to wash the sheets, but it lead us to having more sex in the laundry room. Feeling him plow away into me while riding a washing machine was bliss. Somehow seven hours didn’t seem to be enough, not even in the beginning when Jace would cum every 15 minutes into actual sex. We were never satisfied with each other. The carnal need for each other’s bodies was always there. We played it off well when the parentals came home. We hid it well, but we also took risks to keep the already hot things spicy. Like having my dad be in the living room watching tv and giving my little brother a great big throat-deep suck of his gorgeous cock while in the adjacent kitchen. At first he was scared, near pushing me away as he saw me drop to my knees. But whatever resistance he had melted away the second my lips touched his skin, flashing him that sultry smile of mine that he’d come to adore. Everything was great. But it got so much better.

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“Your father and I are going down to Mexico for our anniversary,” My mother explained to us.

“I felt like surprising and spoiling your mother.” My father made clear.

My mom turned to him smiling, giving him a small kiss to return his thoughtful actions.

“Anyway, we leave on Thursday morning and we won’t be back until Monday, late evening most likely.” She went on.

I could feel my pussy start to tingle, realizing that in just two days, I’d be able to service my baby brother all day everyday. I wouldn’t have to sneak him a blowjob in the bathroom. I could just simply fall to my knees, like the whore of his I’ve come to be, and let him enjoy the vast skill of my oral abilities, not a single worry about getting caught. I wouldn’t have to wear clothes at all!

“I know it’s a bit sudden, with it being Tuesday and all, but tomorrow after work we’ll go straight to the grocery shop and we’ll leave you guys stocked for the week. You don’t mind cooking for your brother do you Julia? He almost gave your father salmonella the last time he tried cooking.” She asked.

“Chicken is a very scary and hard thing to cook mother.” Jace immediately defended.

I felt myself smile, “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure he’s fed and taken care of.” I said, thinking that for everyone of his meals he’ll have my pussy to eat.

They didn’t see that in my reassurance though, they only saw a caring sister watching over her younger sibling. Nothing more. My mom continued telling us the details of her trip. I didn’t really pay attention to her babble about the hotel or what it was called or why it was so fantastic. I just kept thinking of when she’ll be done and go to work. Don’t get me wrong, I love my mom. But I hadn’t had Jace in me since he slipped inside me at night. Oh God, just thinking back at it. The way he crept into my room silently. I was so out of it, practically asleep. He turned me on my stomach and before I knew it he was in me. I didn’t voice a protest. I didn’t want to. I probably shouldn’t zone out and think of incestuous sex while my mother was talking to me. It seemed rude and she might see me soak through my pajama pants.

“Well anyways, we have to go to work. We’ll see you guys at 4:00,” She turned to her husband, “Ready?” She asked. God please be ready.

He nodded, smiling at her so in love. I ushered them out the door, watching them as the left and didn’t come rushing back in because the forgot their phone like last friday. I didn’t even have time to wipe away the dribbling spit from my chin that day. Thankfully mom didn’t notice. I saw them get into their cars, pulling out into the street following one another. I turned around, seeing my brother on his cell. I was so happy it felt overflowing. I ran towards him, leaping in the air with an excited yelp. I crashed into him, making him catch me and forcing him back a few steps.

“Woah,” He managed to say as I wrapped my long smooth legs around him. I loved being tall, it made my tits level with his face.

“Did you hear that babe? Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday. Five days. Just us for five days.” I spelled out. He looked up at me, his neck smothered by my chest. I leaned down and kissed him. It felt so good to feel his lips on mine again. I could feel the sensation travel down my back as he returned my affection.

“Kinda makes you glad they got married in the summer huh?” He joked.

I bet he could feel me smile while our mouths clashed together.

“Your room or mine?” I asked. I was already so riled up that my breathing became noticeably heavier.

I felt his arms press against my lower back. He gripped me close and securely. His hand snaked on down and over my ass. I let out a happy moan when he took a handful of my lovely rump and squeezed it like it was his to own. He started walking towards the steps, still entranced by our kiss. I let him carry me off and by the time I opened my eyes again I saw the familiar bedroom of mine. He tossed me onto the bed. I looked at him while grinning as he hastily took off his clothes. I bit my lip, doing the same. Soon clothes wouldn’t be an issue. For five days I’d walk around in just my skin, allowing Jace to look at me when he pleased. One hand of mine stayed near my hip, letting the tips of my finger rub my clit all around. My other hand went immediately to my tits, pinching them to life and pressing them together. With me biting my lower lip, I couldn’t think of a better ‘fuck me’ look. I giggled as he lunged towards me. This time it was him biting my lower lip. He’d suck it into his mouth, running his tongue over it before pressing down his teeth against me. The pain of it shot through me, exciting all of my nerves. I couldn’t help but moan.

Because of how we were lying I felt his stiffening rod on top of my pelvis, rubbing against my small bush. I could tell he loved feeling the small hairs of mine tickling him. Down my neck he went, leaving a trail of burning kisses and stinging bites. I was swirling around in the excitement, knowing that soon he’d be in me again. There’s just so much of him to feel. It’s mind blowing every time. I didn’t notice him crawling up my body. His hips were now straddling my chest. Without thought I took his shaft and shoved them between my tits, wrapping him indefinitely. I looked up at him, lust in our eyes, and stuck out my tongue. It clicked in his head. Slowly he started thrusting into me. His long cock was no match for my chest. He easily stuck out, running into my tongue and awaiting mouth. Lick after hungry lick, suckling him as he poked up from my bustyness, I was soon making a mess of things. I felt the spit rub against his foreskin, lathering him right up. Then he’d slide against my chin, then my boobs. It was like a trail of wetness that helped guide him through me and into me. Neither one of us cared for the strands of spit that flowed out of my mouth whenever he retracted his hips. At least we didn’t care for it in a bad way.

“Did I ever tell you that I love the mess you make of me?” I asked him, letting the huge dick of his slide against the side of my face.

He beamed delightfully. With all the time we spent together so intimately he had begun to feel very comfortable very quickly. Who would have thought that my innocent baby brother would be the dominate type? Maybe it was all the time spent not getting laid all built it. It was ok though, I happily took whatever he dished, helping him make up for lost time. The common act of spanking was his go to move for dominating me, slapping my ass red unknowingly while I straddled him. He never really used force on me to fuck me, not that he ever needed to use force on my always willing body. There’s nothing wrong with pretending though. I’ve been wanting to tell him that, revealing to him my completely submissive side, having him contrast it with dominance and force and power. He’s yet to go through with that. I wondered if that kind of animal resided within him. Maybe he just liked spanking my ass because it made me jiggle on his body. I didn’t know what to think at this point. A piece of me wanted to see if he’d stop with the slow thrusts and start fucking my skull. That same curious piece of me also wanted him to do it.


I took note of his actions. To my surprise he grabbed me by the hair, a secure grip on me, and gradually shoved himself as much as he could into my mouth. With his fist in my hair, he guided, not forced, my head to take in more of his delicious cock. I made sure that while inside of my mouth I would lick him everywhere. The underside of cockhead is what I furiously licked at the most, always returning to that point where his skin came together. Moans flew softly through his body, loving the slick tongue of his sister. I purposely tried to get him as wet as I could, throwing the thought of tidiness into the air. I felt him start to pull back. Desperately my mouth tried to coat him. He came out of me, dripping in my drool. Still grinning, he lifted himself from my tits and brought his member closer to my face.

The grip he had on my hair was released, replacing my locks with the base of his cock. This allowed him to guide himself all over my face. It felt so stimulating to feel a dense strand of spit come across my cheek, over my nose and covering my eye. I felt so dirty yet It was so little to what I had in mind. I opened my eyes, feeling the warm liquid shift as my lids parted. A smile crept onto my face, giggling like such an airhead. It made me feel like a happy tool made for his pleasure. I just couldn’t help that little school girl, which I dressed up as for him, inside of me who knew nothing better than to know her place when it came to sex. I believe it was part of my charm. He kept rubbing his penis all over my face, spreading the wetness everywhere he could. Soon I had a thin layer of my spit glazing my face. God I can turn into such a sex keened bimbo for him. My eyes fell down to see his wet tip.

“I think you can slide it in me now.” I said, trying to hide how eager I was for him to fuck me.

I don’t think I needed to make him wet. By now my pussy was staining the sheets, probably even the mattress itself. He dragged himself down my body, feeling his heavy cock trail down my torso. The closer it got to my hole the more excited I became. It must of turned him on to fuck my tits. Usually he rubs my clit with the head, or moves it up and down between my folds. Today he just stuck me. I felt like he shanked me and that all I could feel is the foreign object tearing through my body. I gasped at the sudden surge of sex. His pace was quick off the bat.

Attention returned to my neck, mixing the two different sensations together with one another. I fell in love with the feeling of his balls slapping against me. It reminded me every time that he was so deep in me, fucking his big sister deeper and harder than anyone has ever done. A sense of relaxation washed over me, like my happiness just flooded my muscles and erased any trace of stress. I laid there, totally enfolded in the sex, and just let my body get repeatedly impaled. The first orgasm of the day would soon reach me. It’s amazing that no matter how much time he spends inside of me, my little wet hole stays tight. I always feel him spread me open and tear me down the middle. The room filled up with our moans, mixing with the ambience of what home has now become.

“Come on big boy. Make your sister cum again with that dick of yours. Come on Jace, your sister needs to cum on you.” I begged of him practically.

His hips started to thrust harder, drilling into my tight little cunt. I sparked something in him, the same way I always do when I want to cum. There was such vigor in him now, his moans turning into grunts. He wanted to make me feel good. Despite the cracks in which his dominate side bled through, he was always kind, always caring. Right now in his hormonal mind the only thing that mattered was my pleasure, not his, and I could feel this mindset take over his physical being.

“O-oh yeah b-baby. Don’t s-stop.” I hissed between the impaling he gave me.

My fingers dug into his skin, almost to the point of making him bleed, my legs clenched around him, locking him in place. It was rising in my body, the orgasm that was about to rock me senseless. Before I knew it I was screaming at the top of my lungs, my pussy shooting out a gush of tasty cum. I sprayed him all over his penis and hips. I remember he once confessed that he often looked at porn where the girl squirts. Slowly I’m becoming everything my brother could ever want. Again my pussy tightened around him, a vice like grip against his throbbing member, begging for him to stay inside and never leave. With being under him I didn’t have to worry about falling off to the side somewhere. I let my body get paralyzed in ecstatic joy and enveloped myself in the ripples of good feelings. As he felt me spray him in my incestious juices, he held me closer to him, his arms suffocating me as he pressed me closer to his broad chest.

“You feel so damn good when you cum,” He stated, his mouth right next to my ear. “You get so tight. You like it when I make your pussy cum baby girl?” He asked.

I could only manage a nod, my head moving up and down faster than if I was going down on him. I heard him laugh while not slowing down his rhythm in the slightest. I was starting to come down from my pleasure high, returning to the moment and all it offered. That was when I shifted us, rolling over so I was now on top. The movement was so fluid and executed perfectly that I managed to keep him inside of me while we transitioned. We were at the edge of the bed now, I was careful to not roll us off. It made him smile through a soft moan. My hips immediately found a beat, gyrating him as my pussy dragged against his pelvis area. Not long into my lusty move did my phone ring out. It was on the drawer beside my bed. It was a special ringtone, which meant it could only be one person.

“Sarah!” I shouted, dancing up and down his pole.

I leaned forward, my out stretched fingers reaching for my phone.

“Are you serious right now? We’re having sex.” Jace pointed out.

“Oh shut up and suck my tits,” I defended, rubbing my chest against his face.

As commanded, I felt his mouth find my big and hard nipple. It made it more difficult in trying to grab my phone. After a few moans I had it in my grasp. I went back and sat straight on top of Jace, looking through my phone.

“It’s a picture message,” I notified. My body kept a slow pace, making sure that the pleasing didn’t stop. I opened the message and was immediately turned on even more. I let out a shocked laugh, holding my hand up to my gaping mouth. I turned the phone and shoved it in his face. “Do you think she’s hot?” I asked. She was in the mall as far as I could tell, and her face was covered in cum. Whenever I thought I was adventurous and kinky my mind promptly reminded me of the girl I spent the last year sharing a dorm with. She was all kinds of deprived and acted like some sort of sex figure in which I looked up to.

“She’s cute. She looks hot with how happy she is under all that cum.” He said, his cock twitching inside of me.

I replied to her, telling her how sexy and dirty she is.

*What have you been up to this summer??* Sarah questioned.

*I’ve kinda been hooking up with this one guy ;)* I sent. Almost instantly she replied.

*OMG! Lemme see him. Is he huge? Can he fuck? Does he have a brother?* She interrogated. He didn’t have a brother but he sure does have a sister.

“She wants to see you. Is it ok if I send her pictures?” I asked. His face turned red and defensive.

“She doesn’t know I’m your brother right?” He panicked.

“Sarah doesn’t know anything about my family. I never showed her pictures and never talked about it,” I said. I could see his face turn sad, hearing that his sister neglected to tell her friends of her loving family back home. “But,” I went, trying to cheer him up, “You’re all I can think about and all I wanna talk about. As far as she knows, you’re just some guy I’m hooking up with. And now she wants to know what you look like.” He started to smile now.

“Well let’s not disappoint her.” He said, giving me permission to photograph him.

I started to slide off of his body.

“Woah what are you doing?” He asked, not wanting the pleasure to stop.

I felt every inch slip out of my tight cunt. It sent shivers up my back. I finally got his, what felt like a mile long, cock out of me. Handing him the phone, I lowered myself down until my head was next to his shaft. I took a firm grip of him at the base and let the huge meat slap and rest against my face.

“Take a picture.” I said, smiling as half my face was being covered.

No refusal was spoken. Instead, Jace fumbled with the device until finally he brought open the camera. I gave the sluttiest smile I could gather, the tip of my tongue pressing against his shaft. I could smell my cum on him, making me want to suck him clean.

“There,” He said, trying to hand me back the phone.

“Oh no, we’re not done yet,” I clarified. “I’m gonna swallow your whole cock and you’re going to take a picture of me being the good throat whore that I am. Got it?” I said quite demandingly so. Like a good brother he nodded.

I started slow, licking the length of him deeply. I pressed my tongue so hard against him it must’ve felt like I was squeezing him. Up on his tip I started to make out with him. My tongue swirled all over his already wet cockhead. I made sure to flick my tongue wildly on the underside of it, sucking on the skin as tightly as I could.

“Ready?” I asked. From behind the phone I could see his eager nod.

I inserted the tip, looking up at the camera as innocently as I could. Jace snapped a picture, happy that he read my mind. More and more I began to suck him in. My throat was closing in on him, constricting his beautiful cock like a second cunt. Finally my lips touched base down at his balls and pelvis. I looked up at him, throat bulged, eyes teary, my lips smiling the best they could, and it was then that he snapped the photo. Satisfied, I began to remove his scepter from the crevices of my mouth. Skillfully, he managed to snap off a shot as the tip left my mouth, spit hanging carelessly. My hand went to jerk him patiently,

“One more.” I announced.

My brother looked at me, puzzled. Feeling kinky I began to climb his body, dragging my sopping cunt against his skin. I had arrived at my destination, my pussy inches from his lips. I loved feeling his nose rub against my bush as he viciously tongued me.

“I need a face shot, now give me that handsome pussy eating smile.” I requested.

He couldn’t help but smile, sticking his tongue out to touch me softly. I could his feel his breath on my vagina, the heat tickling my cunt. I enjoyed the work of his mouth before taking the final picture. Hopefully the subtle features of his face don’t look too much like me. His eyes were darker which helped. Either way I carelessly took the picture, salivating over how hot this whole thing was. I sent the pictures, letting them speak for themselves. Staying in place I awaited her reply. Thankfully, it was a while before she did.

*Holy fuck!!! He’s huge. I got wet seeing you throat that monster. Trying to one up me?? He’s hot. You got yourself a keeper. I wouldn’t mind sharing him with you ;)* She replied.

That got me thinking. Sarah and I have been with each other, we even shared a dorm room while getting fucked. But to my sudden surprise, we have never been in a threesome.

“She thinks you’re hot and hung,” I mentioned, seeing his grin spread further while under my enticing pussy. “I have to agree, little brother.” I ruffled his hair, letting the incestious idea fuel our lust even more. The fire between us was burning even hotter now.

“So you think my friend is hot huh? Is she hotter than me?” I asked, wondering if my brother is into tiny, public cumwhore brunettes.

“Not as… hot as you… Jules.” He assured between tongue attacks.

A cheesy smile crawled on my face. I knew he found her attractive, her cum walking helped ensure that idea. I tried to be subtle in bringing up the threesome idea.

“Would you want to fuck her together with me?” I asked. Like I said, I tried to be subtle. Doesn’t mean I succeeded in being subtle.

He looked at me, similar to the way he did when he first admitted his dirty thoughts about me. A pause was held between us, him thinking it over.

“That’d be kinda weird wouldn’t it be?” He blurted.

“It doesn’t have to be. You should see how submissive she can be. It’s where I got it from. It’ll be like having two of me. Doesn’t that excite you?” I edged.

“It does, it’s just I haven’t been with anyone else besides you. I’m scared that I’d fuck up.” He opened up.

It was cute to see him all nervous again. I got so excited, preparing myself to expose him to this brand new world with me again. I couldn’t wait to ease him on in, reminding him that his loving sister wanted nothing but the best and most intense moment of pleasure I could offer.

“Maybe at first, when we started doing this, you’d be bad at it. But you’ve gotten so much better since then. All this fucking has made you into an orgasm machine. You could last at least an hour before cumming, and even then you could still fuck. Your mouth is amazing and your hands have the right balance between teasing and giving,” I slid myself down, laying next to him. Resting my chin on his shoulder, I smiled, making him feel comfortable.

“I have no doubt that you would be able to satisfy me and Sarah at the same time,” I said before planting a warm kiss on his lips. I could taste my pussy on him as I did. “So how about it big boy, wanna fuck your big sis and her slutty best friend?” I offered.

A moment was spent thinking about it. I filled the silence with the sound of my slick hand running up and down his member, wet with spit and juices.

“Sure. I want that.” He answered, a faint confident tone in his voice.

I giggled, excited like a small girl getting ready for a birthday party, or something innocent in a nature like that. My fingers flew all around my keyboard.

*Come Friday at noon. Parents are out of town for the weekend. He said he wants to take us on both. 429 Theben road.* I sent.

*Ugh! You suck. I have to wait ‘till Friday??* She sent, eager to feel my brother’s cock in her holes.

“She’s getting mad that she has to wait to fuck you.” I said, returning to my rightful place on top of him. I grinded up and down on his shaft, feeling the muscle throb under me.

“Why did you say Friday?” He questioned, knowing that we’ll be alone as soon as Thursday morning rolls around.

It is only Tuesday. I felt my desire to be with Sarah again rise, my heart to longing for the day to come. I felt red, almost embarrassed at my reasoning. It was selfish and hormonal.

“I want to have you for myself.” I admitted.

He chuckled at me, laughing at my childlike manner. It was true though. I was all for sharing him, his sexual talents, but apart of me felt possessive, like I could be the only one to be impaled by his lovely cock. Only I could suck him off and receive his large load. It felt so lustful too, along with selfish, but the carnal desire was so strong, I almost told Sarah to fuck off. But I knew better. I knew she would be able to spice things up between us. Plus to feel him inside of me and her tongue on me, I’d cum in seconds.

*Take it or leave it slut. But we both know you’ll just take it like always.* I responded to her.

*You’re lucky I wanna feel that thing inside of me. I’ll see you Friday ;* Laterz* She said, ending the conversation.

My attention returned to the reality before me, still grinding against his thick shaft.

“Now that that’s done,” I said, looking down at our private parts, then up to him. “I can get back to draining this hard piece of yours.” I timed the end of my sentence, finishing it off with a swift shove of my hips, swallowing him into my body.

Right away he started to moaning, loving the feeling of my hot pussy wrapping itself around his pulsating member. I bit my bottom lip, savoring the distinct feeling of being split open by my brother. I don’t think I’d ever get tired of that feeling, nor used to it. Jace had spent countless hours inside of me these past two weeks, and still my little pussy was kept tight for him. The wonders of the female body am I right?

Our sex had escalated. I was riding him like a madman, forcing him to shove his cock deep into my body, probing my stomach. Firmly planted on my ass, his grip was becoming tighter. I had come to read the signs. The way his hands held onto me like no tomorrow, his sudden urge to bite down on something, his moans turning into a pleading groan, if my sight would allow I would see his calf muscles tensing and relaxing and tensing and relaxing. I had him on the ropes. Soon my little cunt would be flowing with his seed. It was the first fuck of the day, which meant the biggest load of them all. I didn’t have enough time to dismount and cover his head with my mouth. My mouth watered at the thought and memories of him shooting his load into my mouth. I feel like he shoots more cum than the entire football team. He was my cum machine, filling me up with my burning desires.

“F-fuck Jules I-I’m gonna cum!” He gasped.

His hands shot outward, holding me at the shoulders. He yanked by body down, making me lay down on top of him. I couldn’t move, not that I wanted to. He controlled my body so roughly, putting me where he wants me and keeping me there. He started screaming into the air, filling the room with noise that wasn’t his rod sliding in and out of me. I moaned into his ear as his first rope of cum shot into me. The warmth spread out among me, inside of me. I shuddered above him, my body convulsing along with his. So much more cum was starting to flood me. My mouth couldn’t help itself as it started to moan uncontrollably.

After what felt like a whole minute his body stopping pumping me, relaxing as he came down from his climax. I could feel him getting softer while still inside of me. The air from his chest kept escaping him, leaving him breathless while I still played with his limp body. I lifted myself from his cock, feeling the cum just pour out of me, leaving a trail of juices for me to lick up. Finally, exiting me with a slushy plop, he was out of me.

I was free from his death grip, and I decided to sit back on his thighs. My feet were beside each of his arms, my knees high in the air, my cunt dripping all over his balls. Thin compared to his member, my fingers found their way into my pussy. I rubbed the cum onto the walls of my cunt, feeling it seep over my fingers, up my knuckles, all over my hand. When I was done I lifted my hand in the air, seeing the mess of a state it was in. Instinctively, like the good girl I am, I stuck my fingers into my mouth. I could feel the slime move as I sucked them clean. Every little inch of my hand I licked thoroughly, making sure I got every bit of the mess into my mouth. This was like an appetizer as my eyes fell back down to Jace’s hips. His whole cock and beside it was just wet with his cum and my juices. I was mesmerized by the sight of it.

“Well aren’t you gonna clean me up?” He asked, looking at my entranced expression.

Without a word I did what was asked of me. Starting at his balls my mouth became a vacuum, sucking tightly at his skin as I tried my hardest to clean him of our stain. I worked over his cock, moaning while my lips were firmly wrapped around his wet sticky shaft. Jace enjoyed it, the way I inched up his cock, cleaning him of his own cum that spewed into his sister’s cunt. The moans were soft, sensual, unlike the heavy grunts he made as he pumped me to the brim. The familiar taste of his spunk began to coat my mouth, leaving every swallow to taste like him. It turned me on so much. At last his cock was clean, the tip of it was heavily drenched and I enjoyed removing any and all essence of his cum. My tongue found his hips, taking up what poured out of me and onto his perfect and smooth body. My lips dragged all over him, moving to wherever might have been a droplet of cum. I wanted it all.

“I would have loved it if you let my mouth take your huge load.” I admitted, licking up the last of the cum. I could still feel a streak run down my inner thighs.

“What fun would that be? I like it when you clean me up. It feels so sensual.” He revealed.

And it did. It did feel sensual. Usually our actions were lustful, carnal, desperate for pleasure. While sometimes it felt like making love, most of the time I felt like I was getting the hell fucked right out of me. But there was something so slow and sweet in the way I cleaned him up. It was patient and smooth. I wasn’t exactly forcing my head down to choke on his dick. It felt like pure loving, a soft desire. It always ended in me cuddling up next to him. We would lay there for however long it lasted. Sometimes we took naps, waking up scared that it would be late and that our parents would be just getting home. But every time I woke up with that fear, the simple feeling of him next to me would ease it away.

It wasn’t long before we went at it again. He had bent me over, his hands rubbing all over my ass before shoving himself into me. Doggystyle made me feel him as deep as I could. It felt like more than just penetration. It felt like he was growing inside of me, tearing away everything in the path of his swollen head. He would smack my ass and the pain would make me clench, making him moan a little harder than before. Even then there was still a gentle touch to his force. He spanked me playfully. I didn’t want it to be playfully. My submissive whoreness kept growing, manifesting within my body. I wanted him to really smack me, leave my ass red and stinging with pain. I sometimes wanted him to slap me across the face, choke me, yank on my hair. For some reason I couldn’t voice these desires. I didn’t want to push him away or make him feel uncomfortable. This was something he had to get over himself. Sadly I couldn’t do much to help, other than await his sudden snap and take whatever he dished out on me. There was hope when I gave him head. He’d hold me in place, gently, by my hair and thrust into my mouth. It was never hard, being kind to my throat. I looked up at him during those moments, wishing he could see it in my eyes and just fuck away at my mouth. He never did.

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After countless orgasms and sneaky sucks of his cock, Thursday had finally arrived. I couldn’t sleep, the anticipation was too much. It was 5:30 in the morning and sleep was but a distant concept for me. My parents wouldn’t leave until 7:45. There was nothing to do. Everyone was sleeping and would be until an hour has passed. I wanted to be naked already. I wanted to be bare and stared at randomly inside of my own house. I wanted to be taken whenever the desire arose, to be grabbed and forced into slut mode and take Jace’s massive dick into whatever hole he pleased. I started to get aroused, I could feel the wetness press against me from my soon to be soaked panties. This night was not one of the nights where my brother came in silently and decided to take me in the quietness of our home. Then it hit me, he didn’t always have to be the one to sneak in.

I stood up, my eyes accustomed to the lack of light. My face was natural and my hair was a mess. I wore a loose t-shirt and some basketball shorts than I’m particularly fond of. I took it all off. I looked at myself in my full body mirror that hung on my door. I ran my hand down from my neck, stopping to give my plump tits a hard slow squeeze. It continued its journey downward, skimming atop of my slightly toned stomach, and finally resting above my black haired bush. I ran my fingers through the hair, sliding down the sides of my pussy. My warm fingertips jumped onto my clit, rubbing myself as I watched my own body bring me pleasure. I watched like how Jace would, entranced and intrigued. I loved my body, knowing just how sexy I was. Somedays I wish I could have some out of body experience and fuck my own self. I’d plow my pussy for hours until I was begging for a break. I ran my damp fingers across my pink lips, coating them thinly with a layer of my juices. I watched as I started to suck them. God how my lips pursed perfectly all around them, the indention of my cheeks as I sucked harder. No wonder some guys couldn’t last with my mouth working them over. At that moment I decided that I needed Jace in my mouth, I just had to suck him.

Across the hall from me, I tiptoed my way to his door. It was unlocked. Yes! I slipped inside and locked the door behind me. Little brother was always a heavy sleeper, which is why I wasn’t worried about the lock clicking behind me. Soundlessly I sauntered towards the side of the bed which he was sleeping on. Hopefully the summer heat was on my side and made Jace sleep in the almost nude, if not completely. I almost jumped him as I uncovered his body. The only thing that kept him from being utterly bare was his flowing boxers. From where I stood I could see the outline of his semi hard penis. It nearly poked from the lower rim of the underclothing.

I dropped to my knees, my tall body still able to lean over his sleeping figure. The opening of his boxers were undone, leaving a gaping hole from which my hand took advantage of. My fingers slipped inside his underwear. Softly I grazed them across the length of him. I watched him as he barely stirred in response to my presence. After a few short touches, confirming that he was knocked out cold, I took ahold of his member. I fished him out, my hand unable to wrap around him completely even when soft. His limp tip pointed towards me as I snaked him out of his boxers. How could I resist. I let the first few inches into my mouth. My tongue pressed against him while inside, squeezing him with the roof of my mouth and tongue. He felt so squishy when he was soft. When hard I was convinced that I could bend steel around him, but there was something so cute and innocent in sucking his unaware soft cock. Jace barely moved as my mouth began to suck him rhythmically, the only noticeable change was his breathing and its quickening pace.

“I hope you’re dreaming about me little brother.” I whispered to myself, wondering if his mind was aware that his cock hungry sister was giving him a blowjob while he slept the night away.

Who knew things could feel even more taboo with all that’s already been done. Sucking him off while he slept was so kinky, it felt wrong in all the right ways, so dirty and desperate. I swirled my tongue harder around his cockhead before taking it down my mouth. I think he was starting to moan in his sleep. He certainly was breathing hard, but now I was fairly sure that he was having quite the wet dream. He most definitely should be, it’s not like I’m sucking his cock while he’s probably dreaming of doing just exactly that. I can’t imagine what he would think if he woke up. I bet he’d be so confused and turned on. God knows if he was using my mouth in my sleep I’d wake up wet and ready for a good pounding.

To my surprise I felt him start to get hard. I could no longer squish him against my mouth. I could feel him thicken and travel deeper into my hole as his body began to realize the pleasure I’m giving him. I was trying my hardest to suppress my moans, feeling so turned on that just down the hall my parents were sleeping. The night was mine, doing whatever it is I please, no matter how sick and twisted it was. I will suck on my younger blood brother’s cock while he sleeps if I want to. And I really want to. The whole situation pleased me down to my soul, surpassing my physical being. I couldn’t stay away from this wonderful penis. I started sucking more carelessly, moving faster up and down on his cock, never leaving my wet warm mouth for even an instant. If I wanted to lick him like the delicious treat he was, I’d simply leave the tip in my mouth and ravious him with my tongue. Jace stirred a little whenever I did, making him toss his head to the opposite side, a moan slipping through the cracks of his lips.

“Julia…” He moaned softly.

He moaned my name when I had throated him. He was six inches deep in my mouth when he moaned my name. It made me suck him harder. I was surprised that he was still asleep. Even with my whore of a mouth I was beginning to feel sore in the jaw, worn out by the earlier events that had transpired. Still I showed no signs of slowing down. I spent all night tossing and turning, waiting for the sun to come up and my parents to leave so Jace could return to being my lover. But the sun was refusing to rise already, and I took matters, and Jace, into my own hands. Speaking of which I found myself jerking him at a dangerous speed.

My body worked in unison, every time I took more of his meaty dick in my mouth my hand would drag downwards. Then vice versa. God he was such a heavy sleeper, at this point I wouldn’t be surprised if he cummed while still asleep. That would be kind of hot. I could tease him in the morning, telling him I heard these sounds coming from his bedroom. I could rub the sheets against my wet pussy and place them back right above his cock, making him think that it was his cum that dirtied the sheets so much. That would be fun, making him feel all embarrassed and adolescent like. Or maybe tell him the truth when everyone, including himself, wakes up. Just strut up to him and whisper in his ear, ‘I sucked you off until you exploded in my mouth while you were sleeping,’ And just watch his face turn from horror to horny, and then make him wait until mom and dad leaves to get his revenge fuck. I could do that.

“Oh… Jul…. Julia.” He moaned in his most sleepily tone of voice.

Even while sleeping I could make his tool twitch while inside of me. It gave me this ticklish jolt throughout my mouth. I was fairly certain I could make him cum in his sleep. I let my left hand take over the jerking. My right was placed on his thighs, until I moved it into his boxers. My clumsy fingers bumped into his balls, and soon I began the soothing massage I had planned for his sack. I was deeply devoted to the pleasure in which I was giving him. I occasionally pulled out his balls from beneath his boxers and let my tongue run over the bumpy surface before taking one or sometimes both into my mouth. He shifted while I did this, stirring ever so slightly while under me, still never awakening. I felt so slick, so sly, so horny. A part of me wanted to press my luck and try to fuck him, but alas I knew better and it would wake him up the second his head was pushed into my cunt. Besides, I wanted this morning batch of thick gooey cum to fill my mouth, not my cunt.

“I bet you are dreaming about me,” I said, my lips planted firmly at his cum carrying sack. I let the motion of my mouth make his balls jiggle on my face. I loved it. “I bet you’re thinking about your big sister swallowing this huge cock of yours. Maybe I can hypnotize you right now.” I felt myself opening up, realizing that this would be the perfect time to talk to him about all my little secret fantasizes. I’d be telling him but not telling him in a way. It felt like the best of both worlds. I gave his balls a hard suck and letting them rest on my wet lips.

“With this cock of yours I want you to face fuck me. I want you to abuse my throat, fuck my face, treat my mouth like it’s another hole for you to use. Let me be your stress reliever. You know you want to. I submit to you completely and wholly. This weekend, you will punish my mouth and bring me to the brink of passing out with your hard cock.” I quietly begged.

Now hopefully, somewhere in his subconscious, he’ll remember this night. Maybe Sarah will help, grabbing him by the hips and help launch his rod deep into my throat. Here’s hoping.

“Ohhhh… Fuck.” He stirred.

I’ve had his morning wood before, but never like this. I grew worried, scared that maybe if he did wake up he would not be ok with this, that he wouldn’t want it. But still if he can moan his approval at the good feeling of my mouth, then he could have voiced a protest if he honestly felt it. He didn’t want me to stop, I know he doesn’t. If he was awake he’d be slightly thrusting into my pretty little mouth, rubbing hard against the closing of the beginning of my throat. I started to jerk him faster, almost at the speed I do when he’s awake and I want to milk him of his sperm. I kept massaging his balls, trying my best to coax the cum from them, letting his body know I was dying for him to blast me away with his climax.

“Come on baby, cum for me. I know you wanna cum for your big sister.” I pleaded.

My hot mouth wouldn’t leave his dick, talking while he was pushed against my tongue. I started to throat him, desperate and in need of his luscious man juice. I swallowed every inch that I could, my lips rubbing against the fabric of his boxers. Goddamn how heavy can a guy sleep? I pushed the wandering thought away, returning focus to the urgent matter at hand. My grip was tight and rapid, working his dick in harmony with my tightening mouth. My oral hold on his cock was water tight, ready to trap the liquid into my thirsty mouth. The only time I allowed my mouth to become loose around him was when I spoke. Why was I talking dirty to someone who’s sleeping? Other than the fact that it made me all hot and bothered myself.

“I know you’re close baby. Too bad you aren’t awake to see me take your massive load and use my fingers to play with it in my mouth, spitting it out until it’s on the verge of spilling out and onto my chin, the huge smile on my face after swallowing it all down my hungry mouth.” I teased, if it was still considered a tease.

My little brother continued to surprise me. Not only had I made him hard in his sleep, I was now on the receiving end of his torrent of cum. Yes! First load of the day. His balls had been churning, building for a release. Now it was all mine. Mine to swallow more importantly. A night’s worth of cum, hours of being half hard, a wet dream’s load waiting to be my drink.

Even with his climax he barely stirred on the bed, only moaning into the wind and between moans he would breathlessly utter my name. His spasming cock shot a powerful load of cum into my mouth, the floodgates suddenly opening and releasing this pent up load. It was so thick, uh God, so yummy. Every time his dick twitched and jerked a fresh rope of cum shot out of him. Like my cunt he was quickly filling the space that was my mouth. I felt my tongue, which continued to lick the underside of his tip, drown in the hot liquid. Eventually the much anticipated explosion was over. As always I gripped him tight at the base and gave him one final jerk, squeezing out what little remained in his cock. I let the glob slide down the tip of my tongue and into the massive pool of delectable cum. I swished it around, letting it coat the inside of my sore mouth.

There was no possible way I could swallow all of this in one gulp. I ingested as much as I could and let the rest remain in my mouth. I pulled my tits out of my shirt and let the dense substance slowly slide down my tongue, over my chin and down to my chest. I got so hot watching the thick strand make its way down my chin. I spat out the remains, covering my tits. I let the messy side of me take over. My hand pressed down on the mass of spit and white cum, and I smeared it all over my tits.

“If only you could see me,” I whispered while squeezing my wet breasts, pinching my coated nipples.

I was such a mess now after giving one of the cleanest blowjobs I’ve given to Jace. He laid there still asleep, not a single clue about the deprived act of sex I just partook with him. I put my boobs back into my shirt, letting the stickiness seep through the fabric of it. I leaned down and settled my lips down on his softening cock. ‘Farewell for now.’ I thought as I gave him my gentle kiss. I looked up to him, his sleeping face holding a small grin, dreaming of me throating him like I just did. I wondered if he’s dreaming about me swallowing his load. What did his head think about after dream him dumped his liquid package into my sluttly mouth. I stopped paying attention to the countless possibilities. Instead I lifted myself back to my feet. I bent over his body and gave him a kind, long, slow kiss on his lips.

“Goodnight little brother.” I said, placing his member back within his boxers and covering him with his sheets. “Sweet dreams.”

Back in my room I laid in my own bed, enjoying the comfort it provided. It was still incredibly early, only burning away 30 minutes on the blowjob. But I felt satisfied now. And with the smell of his cum on my lovely tits, I went swiftly to sleep, smiling as the fresh memory replayed in my head.

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I stuck my body out the door, feeling the warm wind brush against my skin, the dying scent of Jace being rushed into my nose. I waved frantically at my parents as they packed the last of their baggage into the cab.

“Bye sweetie! Don’t forget to take care of your brother! We’ll call you from the hotel. I love you!” My mom screamed as dad was pulling her into the cab near forcefully.

I smiled, feeling my brother’s fingers rub my twat over my underwear. I purposely wore a pair that I didn’t like, just in case Jace literally tears them off the moment he can.

“Bye mom! Bye dad!” I shout.

Watching the cab drive off down the street might have been the second most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen, right behind seeing Jace’s cock bulge out of my pelvis while pumping be full of cum, his every twitch visible to our eyes. I slammed the door. I turned around and leaned against the wood of the front entrance. My eyes meet those of my brother, eager and horny, a reflection of my very own. As I took off my shirt he took a knee in front of me. He slid down my shorts which I then kicked off, and he tore my panties to the side, allowing his tongue to dance against my wet cunt.

“How did you sleep?” I asked as saucy as I could, feeling a smug smile spread across my face. Oh man he was working me over good. My hands found his hair, gripping him tight against my pussy.

“I had the most amazing dream,” He answered from between my thighs. “You were in it.”

It was so fun playing him. I almost blurted out the truth just to see his face already, but I wanted to keep playing him along.

“Oh? And what was I doing in there?” I asked, acting completely oblivious.

I felt him grin against my cunt.

“You were giving me the best head ever,” He went on. “I coulda sworn I blew my load last night. That’s how good it was. But there wasn’t a mess.” He confessed.

I was on the verge of laughing and squealing. He was aware of last night, passing it off as some great dream. Oh how silly of you brother. I let him continue tonguing me until I couldn’t hold it any longer.

“What if I told you, you did blow your load last night?” I prodded. His mouth stopped working me over for a split second.

“What do you mean?” He asked, resuming his oral attack.

I bit my lip, trying to contain myself to keep a calm manner. I felt like I was going to explode. This was so much fun.

“You see, I might have, quite possibly, more than likely, almost as a matter of factly,” I went on, teasing him with my knowledge. “Sorta sucked your cock in your sleep last night.” I admitted.

He raised himself back to his feet, my hands still tangled in his hair. I was biting my lip, looking as innocent as I could. He stared at me, absolutely shocked.

“You did what?” He asked, unable to comprehend just what exactly I exposed to him.

“It was around 5:30 in the morning. I couldn’t sleep. I was so excited for today,” I began to explain. His stare didn’t let up. “So I snuck into your room. I pulled the sheets off and took out your cock. You slept through me giving you a blowjob. You even cummed in my mouth. Such an enormous load too.” I added. Still his stare was intense. Maybe what I did was wrong.

“You cheeky fucking bastard,” He said, not necessarily angry.

He pulled me close, kissing me with force. His strong hand was around the side of my neck. Maybe I had done so wrong that he’ll choke me against the door. He didn’t.

“You think you can just suck my cock whenever you want to?” He questioned before shoving his tongue into my mouth. My reaction was to suck his muscle as it rubbed against mine. “You’re quite the little cock sucker aren’t you? You can’t even wait a full night for my dick. You just had to have me.” He guessed, correctly so.

I nodded my head while locked at the lips. “Hmhmhm. I couldn’t wait, I had to have your dick. I had to suck it.” I confessed, thriving against his hands which were on my chest. His touch was so thrilling, so enticing, like a siren’s song.

Suddenly I was being dragged towards the couch, my legs barely catching themselves as I was being forcefully moved. Maybe my whispered confession had gotten to him. I was pushed to sit on the couch where I promptly removed the last article of clothing I was wearing, my panties. Jace started to take his shirt off and while he did I helped take off his pants. By the time his chest was bare I had already shaken off his boxers and sweatpants. He kicked them off while I plunged for his succulent, hard, throbbing, engorged cock. I got about the whole tip in before I was yanked back by my hair. His spare hand gripped me by my cheeks, forcing my mouth open, my cheeks pressing between my teeth.

“So you like sucking my dick huh?” He asked.

I nodded.

“No.” He said sharply. “Say it. Say the words.” He demanded of me, tingling my pussy with his dominating voice.

“I like sucking your cock,” I managed through his tight grip.

“Don’t lie, don’t put it lightly.” He spat. I was starting to feel overwhelmed with the idea of completely submitting to his every desire, even more than what I already did.

“I love it.” I corrected.

I saw him smile, almost wickedly. I knew the dirty talk usually flipped a few switches for him, but maybe this would be the start of something new between us.

“Again. Say it again.” He demanded once more.

“I love-” I was interrupted by a hard cock slamming against the very back of my throat.

A jolt of electricity shot off from between my thighs, getting wetter by the second as I was held in place and slowly made to throat his gigantic cock. This is more like what I wanted. Still, he was soft when it came to the plunging. He didn’t fuck my mouth like I secretly pleaded him to do last night.

My face was continued to be used by his graceful thrusts. I purposely made myself choke every time he entered my windpipe, hoping that my sounds will trigger the animal inside of him. All it did was make him moan harder than usual. At least now he surpassed the start of what I picture dominance to be like. I’m sure that with time he would grow frustrated at something and take it out on my mouth. Such a strange thing to hope for. I could feel myself tense against his shaft when he dove into the depths of my mouth. I happily licked his balls whenever he made me throat him. I wanted to show him that I could handle it, that I wanted more. He couldn’t read those subtle signs. Without warning I was released from his secure grip.

“Lean against the back of the couch.” He asked of me, roughly.

“Yes brother.” I said as seductively and submissively as I could.

I got up on the couch and leaned my body against the backing of it. I arched my back a little, sticking out my opulent ass into the air. I knew that it was what he wanted. He sagged himself onto the couch and promptly went to pleasing my body. His kisses bombarded my outer thigh, my right side and hip. His fingers on the other hand went to rub my pussy from behind, occasionally rubbing my wetness over my tight asshole. He sent chills throughout my body, leaving me to wither at his touch. With a hungry mouth he went on to devour every inch of my body, stimulating me without diving into the good bits yet. His hand often removed itself from rubbing my pussy to get a handful of my ass, squeezing it as it was his to squeeze. He even indulged me and gave me a few smacks here and there.

Eventually he grew tired of these simple pleasures. Jace wiggled his way between me and the couch, so I now straddled his face. It was amazing feeling how quick and smooth he was. There was no struggle as he repositioned himself. I was left in a haze due to his barrage of kisses that I didn’t really realize that he was now rubbing his face against my slightly hair pussy. It was such a tease and he knew that, he knew that I knew of him knowing. Still he did it, making me wait to feel his wet tongue against my cunt. His hands never ceased to move though. With his arms between my legs the only thing he could touch was my legs and ass. It was a wonderful trap for his body to be in, leaving his touch to rummage over my round ass and thick thighs, which were now on the verge of suffocating him. I think he wanted me to beg.

“Please, just stop teasing me. Fucking go down on me already.” I beseeched unto him.

My shaky words must have done it for him. I suddenly felt his darting tongue take long strokes against the length of my dripping wet pussy. It felt heavenly as it always did, his wonderful tongue, licking the only vagina he’s ever licked in his life. I grinded against his eager mouth, causing ripples of added pleasure to be shot throughout my body. He began to rub my asshole while working over my cunt. The feeling was new even to me. Never had I had both holes of mine be stimulated at the same time. It was either or for most people, but Jace had told me countless times that he absolutely adored my ass. I moaned heavily into the air, feeling both his tongue and finger rub me as one. I was in such a state of nirvana that I didn’t see his next move coming. Without warning, I felt his middle finger slip into my ass and spread my hole as his girthy finger prodded deeper into where he’s never been before. I gasped, dumbfounded at his sudden action. I couldn’t breathe for a second, unable to react as he continued to flush my body with satisfaction.

“T-that’s new.” I managed to squeal, feeling his fingertip rub against the inside walls of my asshole.

I heard him moan his approval from under my muff.

“Take what you want baby.” I breathed, kind of pointlessly so.

He didn’t ask for my permission, wondering if this was ok. He took what he wanted and I couldn’t be anymore excited. I’m just rather glad he decided to use his finger first, his cock would wreck me in my entirety. Was he planning to fuck my ass? I clenched in fear, squeezing my muscles around his finger. He moaned in response, unaware the scared adrenaline that coursed through my veins. He was gliding his finger in and out of me with pace, fucking me with his hand and causing me to relish in the new feeling.

“Stick another finger in me.” I edged him on.

I was scared of taking his cock. If it was what he was secretly planning I wanted to be as loose as I could be. In that instant I felt his index slide into me. His somewhat thick fingers were no match to his thick as a brick cock. I found myself in the spur of the moment, kind of excited. I was going to give my brother another world of pleasure that no one else has given him. I just needed to get past the fear.

It was with ease the way his fingers slid. Between my wide and round cheeks he managed to finger my hole until I felt his knuckle press against my entrance. I felt the depth of his fingers, wilting into his mouth, enjoying his brave move to claim my ass even further as his. I wanted his four fingers to stretch me out, preparing my hole to take the monster that laid between his legs. Everything was so blindly joyful. A part of me didn’t want to stop or move on. That part wished to just stay there, a mouth on my cunt and two fingers in my ass. The moment was so ecstatic, filled with ecstasy and lust. But I had to think of what was to come, and how I planned for it to be even more pleasing than this.

“Another finger.” I gasped.

Again I felt my hole be probed deeper and wider. I felt my hands clutch at his hair, moaning as he sucked my clit into his wet mouth. He relentlessly flicked against my sensitive organ, gracefulness aside, and went for a blitz attack of licks. I couldn’t help but cum all over his face, especially when I felt his three fingers slide knuckle deep into my tight asshole. I felt like he was drowning in my cum. I focused all my energy on staying upright, letting my body lean forward on the couch, smothering Jace even more than he already was. My thighs compressed around his head. WIth the gushing cum and my body locking him in a tight grasp I started to honestly worry if he could breathe or not. But no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t stop any of it. I couldn’t stop my body from tensing around his utterly talented mouth, or the river of cum that sprayed directly into his mouth and face. His constant fingering was the only sign of him still being conscious.

Again my body wasn’t mine. I was a slave to the delight feeling that scattered all across my body. I felt his head move up from my clit, kissing me through my pubes and on my waistline. He left my limp body alone as he slid out from under me. His fingers left my asshole and I could feel it shrink back to being the tightest hole I have to offer. I felt him behind me, his cock head rubbing along the entrance to my ass. ‘Oh my God, he only got three fingers in me. I won’t be able to take him. But he’s taking my body as he pleases.’ My head rambled. So many feelings and thoughts were racing through me. There was a sector of my mind that wanted to stop him, scared of the pain he would bring me, but then I spoke out to him.

“Take it.” I moaned.

There was no turning back after that. I felt the pressure from his intruding dickhead, the swollen mushroom tearing my vice tight ass apart. I screamed into the air, a noise blended together with pain and elation. This didn’t slow Jace down at all. He strived to fuck my ass. Perhaps it was revenge for me sneaking a blowjob on him. Maybe he was taking me like how I took him. It’s only fair. More than anything it was heartracing.

“Holy fuck babe,” I panted. “S-so b-big!” I manage to blurt out between my out of control gasps for air.

In reality he was only a tip deep inside of me. What I felt was like his whole fist was brutally penetrating my ass. I remember the last fuck I had before swearing myself to my one and only brother. It was another Jace, a stranger Jace. He wanted to teach me a lesson and made me submit to his cock plunging into my hole. It seems like teaching me a lesson go hand in hand with fucking my ass. That moment was barely manageable, but that was a cock I could wrap my fingers around easily. I felt like I was going to die when he tried sliding in another inch. I pictured my asshole stretched out, permanently out stretched from this slow but callous fucking. My inner walls shrinked in all around him, enveloping his cockhead with the most intense tightness that he’s ever felt. The voice inside my head, the same that craved to feel this ripping cock in my body, was screaming for him to dive forward, just forcing his whole member to breach inside of my burning asshole. He stopped his progress, leaving only three and a half inches in my willing body. I took the somewhat break to catch my breath. They always say, don’t forget to breathe, they were right and I had forgotten anyways. Holding it only made things worse, if anything helping the pain to take me into a state of unconsciousness. If I did pass out I hope Jace take it as a golden opportunity and continues to fuck me, letting my body get used to such a foreign object being inserted into a rarely used hole. The fainting never came to me.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to take you all in.” I admitted, feeling shameful at my defeat. But it was just too much.

He responded by slapping my ass, causing a new rush of pain to take ahold of my body. I cursed at him, loudly.

“Don’t worry. I don’t plan on putting it all in. Just a little taste.” He revealed.

I felt my entire being get washed over with relief. As much as I wanted to submit to him, he wouldn’t force it. I’m kinda glad he didn’t. The crazed man feasting whore within me was screaming in anger, pissed that today wouldn’t be the day I conquer the biggest penis I’ve ever had the pleasure of fucking. One day, and one day soon I’ll be able to take him. I started to feel the throbbing head slide out of my ass. Again it was excruciatingly slow, his head scraping against the sensitive skin within my ass. This felt more pleasurable than the initial insertion. I could feel my body in intense clarity return to its natural state of being. Strangely enough, the feeling of his exiting me not only made the nerves of my anus lit up with such a raging fire, I felt a tingling in my clit, like he was hitting a G-spot in my great big arse.

“So how does it feel?” I wondered, my breath returning to me at once.

“It’s the tightest feeling ever. Like the sucking of your mouth plus the complete engulfing feeling from your pussy. It felt a bit dry too.” He explained.

I finally felt him slip out of my already sore hole. My reaction was giving a huge sigh, reminding myself of my most recent triumph in the world of sex. It was so stunning that his last detail escaped my attention at first. I turned my head around, looking at Jace admire my shapely ass. His cock was at attention, stiff and hard as a bone. My body swiveled and suddenly I was face to face with the mouth watering tool. I looked up at his awaiting eyes, his gaze focused on me and my every little move. I open my mouth wide, looking cute while doing it, and swallowed the amount of dick that was just inside of me. I could taste my ass on his member. It was such a distinct and exquisite taste. I can’t wait until this same taste is plastered all over his whole cock and mixed with his spunk. I let my mouth work over his tip, letting the spit coat his member and have it drip with wetness. I let the behemoth of a penis slurp on out of my mouth. We both looked at it, glistening in the light, no longer dry.

“What was that last bit you said?” I brought up coyly.

I went back to my bent over position, rubbing my clit and spreading the wetness over my sore hole. What was I doing? I clearly wasn’t thinking. If it was anybody else I would have called it a day and just jerked him off, letting his cover my tits or something. Not with Jace. He wanted my ass, so I’d give it to him. This was obviously the reckless horn dog part of my brain, but still, I gave no protest. He lined himself up again. This time I felt the tip glide inside of me, rather than feeling its delicate skin scrape against my own delicate skin. This time around I could tell the difference. We definitely needed to go out and buy lube. It felt so much better when his skin was flowing into me. My puckered asshole took his cock with pleasure and it radiated from me. The intense clutch against his rod sent a fascinating and overwhelming sensation over Jace’s body. Not to long ago he had just waded his way into the world of sex. Now he’s feeling my skin hugging grasp against his praised shaft.

“It feels so much better this time doesn’t it?” I questioned, relishing in the joy that it brought me.

“So much.” He uttered.

It made me happy to hear that from him. I reached back and gripped his thick member. I slowly jerked him while inside of my asshole, adding to his pleasure. I could feel his foreskin shift inside of me, making moan at the tiny yet amplified friction inducing movement. I felt the fire between us reside in my anus, bringing us even closer than we were this morning. The idea of fucking his sister’s strained hole, a kink clearly worth shaming, was alluring to the body as it was to the thought.

“I can’t believe this is actually happening to us.” He said, remaining stiff inside of me.

His voice carried me out of the numbing glee that erupted from my rear.

“It’s been weeks now Jace. Believe it.” I reminded.

The same thing that was bringing me to the verge of tears was now bringing me to the edge of another climax. His slick cock glided in effortlessly, leaving both of us in a pleasurable wake. I constricted against his shaft, feeling like I’m squeezing so hard that he’ll lose feeling of the first few inches and cut off his circulation. He tried to slide more in, the pain subtly returning to my body. I moaned at his attempts thriving against this new sensation of pain and sexual joy. This must be what masochists feel like when they get abused during sex. I could see the attraction in that. But I wasn’t about to ask my brother to cut me or put cigarettes out on my tits. I liked abuse of the throat kind.

“At least I know now that you’re not getting bored of me,” I mentioned. “I like entertaining you baby brother.” Something about reminding us that we’re family gave a jolt of exhilaration between us. It also made things feel more naughty than they already were. And let’s face it, if I make myself sound like some young naive schoolgirl, there’s no one I can’t excite.

“I don’t think I could ever get bored of this. Ohhhh.” He moaned, slipping in a tiny bit more of himself into me.

My hand gripped him tighter, jerking him with more vigor than before. His quivering felt as intense as it ever could while inside of my ass. I felt him quite clearly when he trembled inside of my pussy. But inside of my ass, it felt like magnified in every aspect. I focused on jerking him off, hoping that he would fill my ass like he did my mouth this morning in his sleep. Now that was a dick I wanted to suck clean. I bet he could tell how bad I wanted to suck him off after fucking my ass. I didn’t even need to look at him, he just knew that this is the kind of dirty girl I am. If only Sarah were here. I’m sure she could find a way to make things utterly kinky and deprived while not having a single trace of shame or guilt. We would have to wait until tomorrow to witness whatever she could cook up between us lovers.

“Are you close baby?” I asked as my hand slipped from his shaft and onto his balls. I clasped lightly around them while giving a soft tug.

He nodded, asking me to go back to jerking him off. I did as so, obeying my order to serve. Today would be just that. Being a good little slut for my master. I’ve yet to call him that, scared that it might be a sort of turn off for him. He already knows I serve him like a sex slave would, but he’s reluctant to take full advantage of that. My mind snapped back to reality, harshly, as I felt another smack of his hefty hand against my ass. Pain cut through one side of my ass and out the other, making his cock inside of me to agonize my stretched skin. The view of my jiggly ass being impaled by him only added to his overwhelming thrill. He loved watching my as jiggle, and my tits. I loved it too.

“Harder.” I said, letting my body be ruled by the slut of my soul.

He didn’t hesitate to give my fat ass another hard smack. I turned around this time to see. Rearing his hand back, he brought down his palm flatly against my skin, spreading the impact evenly among me. I saw my booty wiggle and shake at his strike. I moaned, seeing the sexiness of my own body. If I were him I wouldn’t stop smacking an ass that beautiful. I returned my attention back at the throbbing member in my hand. The display of my voluptuous body trembling before him helped me in my quest for cum. I held onto him harder, really dragging the skin upward on his half buried cock. I shook my hips back and forth, letting my spread cheeks sway along with my hips, his dick firmly planted inside of me swayed along with my body.

“Oh Jules, here it comes. I’m gonna cum.” His words were shaky and his body tensed.

I felt the muscles on his cock flex while inside of me and in my hand. I turned my head in time to see him throw his head back and let his eyes roll into the back of his head, overcome with severe satisfaction. Trying my best to give him the greatest orgasm ever, I clenched my muscles in my ass around his cumming cock. The moment I did I felt the first rope of cum paint the inside of my hole. My name kept escaping from his breathless body with every shudder of shooting sperm. The hot gooey substance made the burning sensation inside of my body feel soothing, like it was tending to my pained body. It made his cum feel even more better inside of me. I can’t remember a guy unloading in my ass and having it feel so orgasmic. I didn’t cum myself but I was in a place of such titillation. I felt so at peace, so whole.

“I could feel every bit drip down the walls of my sensitive skin. Did you like your first orgasm inside of an asshole baby? Did I give you another memory to masturbate to?” I questioned coyly. I batted my eyes at him, smiling the biggest smile I had.

“I don’t masturbate anymore remember?” He clarified, which was true enough.

“You could always think of cumming in my tense asshole when you jerk that big cock off on my face.” I reminded as I turned my body to face his, his stained tip again just inches from my face.

The taste was back, this time it was paired with his salty and bitter load. It was so appetizing. It gave me a reason to try and take more of his cock in me next time, anything to soil his pole with the intriguing flavor of my ass. I throated him, shoving that lovely cock into the depths of my mouth. Every suck and grind against my mouth made him flinch with overwhelming sensations of sore nerves. It was cute watching him try to back away, it only made me swallow him harder and faster. He eventually had to pry me off, yanking me away from his dick by my hair. I remember how I distinctively wanted the opposite of this.

“It was definitely a moment to remember babe.” He admitted, grinning his stupidly charming grin. I hugged him by the waist, letting his softening dick rub against my tits.

“I’m glad my love. This will be the start of something new. Something to bring us closer together.” I informed.

My body, each of my holes, had now been fucked and cummed in by my brother’s delectable cock. I was marked by him, just a step less than being cummed on everywhere by him. Maybe that’s what I’ll try to do next. I kissed his stomach, staring up at his wonderfully colored eyes. It might of hurt to sit down on my ass but the sight of his happy face made it all worth it.

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After tearing into my little asshole we spent what seemed liked days cuddled together on the couch. We both nodded off, exhausted by our fierce climax. It felt good to just be loved and held. What made everything sweeter, the tiny cherry on top of what is already one of the greatest moments of my life, was the simple fact that I no longer had to wear clothes. I napped nuzzled against him in the nude. I cooked for him while naked. I sucked his cock while he ate his dinner without a single piece of clothing on me. I catered to his every need while allowing his eyes full disclosure on my very own body. I loved feeling his eyes observe me, eyeing me up and down as every curve was exposed. He often asked me to bend over in front of him so he could smack my ass. Something about the way it jiggled made him want to smack it almost every moment he could. After wearing boxers for the first few hours, Jace decided that he would join me in being nude. I felt so close to him, having our bodies be exposed to one another freely. He would randomly start to suck on my tits or give my little clit a kiss or put my head between his legs and keep me there until I licked him completely. Every time I walked passed him he would spank my ass. I lost count of how many times I went to “check” on dinner just so I could have an excuse to strut across the room and walk in front of him. He seized every opportunity with either a spank, lick or kiss. I was becoming fond of the former, loving the red handprint he left on my ass.

The worry of being walked in on dissolved within our minds. Instead of sneaking into each other's rooms or having to use my panties as a gag, we fucked wildly on the couch or kitchen counter. Wherever our love sparked we let the fire burn right in that exact same spot. Everything was so casual and normal that I answered the mailman in the nude while spit hung from my chin. I didn’t even realize what I had been doing. I excused myself, playing it off coolly and bidding him a great evening. The public humiliation feeling left me craving my brother’s cock even more. He pounded me against that door right then and there like nothing. Because no one would walk in on us and he could take as long as he wanted to please me. The freedom was half the bliss.

It was night time now, our first day together completely was fading away into the darkness of night. I was on my hands and knees in front of the couch, filling the space between the comfy seats and coffee table. My ass was high in the air and I proudly displayed my bubbly butt. I had lost a bet. I wagered Jace that I could make him cum with my mouth before he finished his dinner. I would start when the cooking started, and I would suck him off while it cooked and try to finish him off while he chowed down. The boy who would cum after getting throated a single time was longer in existence. Jace enjoyed every second of my eager mouth while calmly taking forkful after forkful into his mouth. There goes my hope of getting my face cummed on out in the middle of the street. ‘All done.’ He said, almost smugly. So here I am, down on all fours, my rump on a proud display, ordered to stay still for an entire episode of his favorite zombie show. The credits finally rolled through the screen. Not only did the episode end with a bang, but I was relieved from my position with a very hard and sudden smack of my Goddess like butt.

“Ok, you can sit on the couch now.” He informed.

I stretched my body like a cat, launching my ass up in the air while extending my arms forward. I could feel his eyes burn into my cheeks. I turned my head around to see him gaping at my assets. I wonder how many loads of his would it take to completely cover my ass.

“Enjoyed the show?” I asked, not specifying on which display of entertainment I was talking about.

“Oh yeah, quite spectacular.” He said, grinning from ear to ear, biting his lip while watching me.

I could have had a face full of cum out on the curb by now. But no, I had to be humiliated in private, used for his own entertainment, like a toy. God it felt good having him stare at me for the past hour.

“Don’t get too cocky kid.” I warned, finding my comfy spot right next to his naked body. “There’s still tomorrow to go through. Let’s see if you’re man enough to handle two of us.” I reminded.

He shrugged it off, feeling confident in his ability to please women, even though I’m all he’s been with. Maybe he does have what it takes. I guess we’ll have to wait and see. I felt his hand on my head, pushing me down on his body. Understanding perfectly of what my duty was, I started to suck his spent cock while the night faded on. I could have sworn I fell asleep with him in my mouth.

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I remember waking up first. My head was laying comfortably on Jace’s lap, his limp cock leaning against my slightly parted lips. I give him a good morning suck and went to fetch the mail. I had been looking forward to this weekend for what felt like months. I wasn’t going to put on clothes because of some stupid errand. My body was finally free and it felt great. I let the morning summer sun kiss my skin all over, taking my casual time towards the mailbox. I retrieved the mall, taking a moment to shuffle through it before I lazily made my way back inside. I must’ve felt at least three different pair of eyes on me while out there. If only I could put on a show for them. Back inside the only important set of eyes I cared about were laid upon me.

“Mornin’.” Jace mumbled, stretching his body across the sofa.

I walked over to him, tossing aside the meaningless mail and settled down on top of his legs. I leaned forward and supplied a loving, warm kiss to start the day.

“Goodmorning you. What do you want for breakfast?” I pondered.

He just smiled at me, eyes full of morning lust. He tried touching me but I swatted his hand.

“I’m serious, what do you wanna eat?” I asked, more seriously this time.

He groaned childly, wanting to skip everything and just jump straight into dessert.

“Some pancakes would be nice.” He mumbled, sulking at my denial.

I felt empowered, slightly. I mostly just wanted his load to build so I can get a good blast of cum to start the day.

“Cheer up. If you’re lucky I might let you lick the syrup from my tits.” I offered before getting up and making my way towards the kitchen. I certainly had his attention now.

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I don’t know how but I ended up with my body bent over the counter, tits sticky with cum and syrup, and my asshole freshly licked by a madman.

“Well that was,” I started, unsure of how to continue it. “That was something.” I finished. I looked off to the side, seeing Jace lay on the ground, near spent at the wild sex that had just transpired.

“Everything tasted so good.” He mumbled from the tile floors.

I straightened my body, feeling the sudden sting of my sore ass. No doubt he gave me a naughty spanking or two. I wonder what I did to deserve them, or earn them. I looked down at my luscious tits, seeming them glazed with the sticky combination of cum and maple syrup. I pressed my tits together and watched as the substance made my boobs hesitant to separate. A mess of sweet and bitter strands crossed back and forth between my chest. I remember having his cock in my mouth. He exploded, but jerked back the moment he blasted his cum. It got all over my chin and sprayed over my neck. It all slimed down my body. Oh now I remember. In the heat of the moment I grabbed the bottle of syrup and drenched my breasts. I rubbed my tits until everything was mixed together. I sucked my own nipples, putting on a show for Jace. I guess watching me suck my tits clean made him weak in the knees. I kept playing with my breasts, giggling every time they would stick together.

“I better shower. Sarah’s coming in an hour. Make yourself sexy and hung while I’m gone.” I commanded, a certain preppy housewife like tone to my voice.

Jace just moaned into the tiles while I played with my tits for a bit more. I really did have to shower. But this was going to be remembered for sure, bookmarking it for future messes.

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I cleaned up quickly, the stickiness draining down into the pipes and off of my body completely. I washed myself and left the scent of an autumn forest on my figure. I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring myself once more. This is where Jace first saw my body. This is where I first thought about his body, even though I swatted the image away almost immediately. Now I was off to share his lusty body with a friend of mine.

Downstairs I walked into a horrible, grotesque sight.

“Why are you dressed!?” I shouted, looking at Jace in his sweatpants and lazy too big for his body t-shirt.

“We’re having company over. Kinda figured that called for wearing clothes.” He explained, obviously unaware of how Sarah rolls.

“More than likely she’ll be naked when she gets here. Now take off those clothes. Now.” I barked.

Sheepishly my idiot brother began to undress. It was then when we heard the knock on the door. I looked to my phone, 12:00 on the dot. I saw the message pop up on my cell.

*I’m outside. Hurry and open the door!* She sent, eagerly.

“Clothes, off. Now.” I repeated.

I quickly swaggered on towards the door, hearing the shuffling of clothes behind me. I swear if he isn’t naked. My hand found the knob and turned it. Summer light bled into our rather now noticeably dark home. Behind the door, as expected, was my college roommate Sarah. Her face lit up the second she saw me, paying no attention that I wore my birthday suit. Immediately she attacked me with a hug. Her small body left her face to be buried in my chest. She often took advantage of this and snuck in a quick suck of my tits. She didn’t do that now. But her hands did go from my back and down to my ass, giving a playful squeeze.

“Well how the fuck have you been you damn stranger?” She said with vulgarity.

Ah Sarah.

“I’ve been great. Just staying at home relaxing. I saw that you’ve been busy. A mall? Seriously?” I questioned.

She gave me that same eye roll smirk, that ‘Oh you know,’ face, not needing to explain her horny desires.

“You should see the guys I’ve hooked up with this week. I accidently double booked one day and I took both of them in the movie theaters. Bonus points for me, I made them cum on my chest AND face.” She went on, inviting me to the memory of being tag teamed by a couple of strangers whose names she can’t seem to remember now. None of that seemed to matter when she saw Jace.

“Oh my,” She gasped, taking in the sight of his cock while soft. “And here you are letting me ramble on about some meaningless hookup. Are you going to introduce us?” She asked, setting down her purse carelessly, never breaking eye contact from my brother’s body. She began to undress herself, my hands finding themselves assisting her in her efforts.

“Sarah, meet my boyfriend Jace,” The title gave me a rush of wetness down my legs.

My brother looked awkward, unsure of how to carry himself in front of this strange new girl. Sarah wore a short black skirt and a white button up blouse. Someone wanted to feel like a sexy assistant. While she undid her belt I was fumbling with her shirt. If I knew my roommate as well as I say I do, then she would have came here with no bra or underwear. My theory was confirmed as I popped the last blasted button from her shirt. I slid the fabric off and exposed her body to Jace. She had a 34D chest, brown nipples to match her tanned skin tone and a less thick but still sexy butt, for a small girl. She was around half a foot shorter than me and had light brown hair which she kept straight and at shoulder length. I stood behind her, feeling her ass press against my hips as she bent over to reveal her bald pussy.

Jace, this is my friend Sarah.” I concluded.

“I bet you could dominate us a plenty with that gifted body of yours.” She said, bringing Jace back to reality. I started to become excited, hoping that she would be the push I needed to finally send him over the edge and use me.

“I never really tried it,” He admitted.

My hands rubbed against her busty chest, pinching her nipples hard just how she likes it. Jace was entranced with us. I’ve been with her before but never as a show. Only quick make outs to get frat boys to holler and buy us drinks. I looked up to Jace, observing how he followed both of our hands, how they flowed all over her tan body. She grabbed one of my hands and guided it down her sleek figure, pressing it hard against her clit. Now we both looked at him. He was frozen stiff, the big macho man who thought he could easily conquer us sluts. His body sure reacted to us. I could tell Sarah began to smile, it’s what I did when I saw his cock get hard from watching us.

“You need a new camera. The one you have does not do any justice to that trouser snake over there.” Sarah moaned, the skin of her neck tasting like her usual brand of lotion.

Jace turned red, looking down at his own cock looking surprised at how big he is. He’s acting like the little virgin boy that I defiled with incestuous lust and selfish desires. I took my wet fingers and tangled them in Sarah’s tiny hand, guiding her deeper into the house. We walked up to Jace, he too entangled with me at the hands. We reached the couch, my friend’s wandering hands all over my ass. She didn’t need words to express how much she misses seeing this crowd pleasing booty. I pushed my brother into the sofa, letting his body get comfortable for tonight’s entertainment.

“Why don’t you take a seat lover,” I said, my attention completely on the woman before me. “I have to do a little catching up with my friend here.” I smiled, my tongue sticking out from between my full pink lips.

I licked her mouth, missing the femininity of her body. Without skipping a beat she returned my wet kiss in the same manner. Soon we were engaged in a deep tongue kiss, our mouths dribbling in spit. I felt like I was sucking Jace’s cock with how I kept constantly swirling my tongue around. We didn’t care for the mess, in fact it just made things hotter for us. Jace was in for a nasty ride today. We pulled away from each other’s face, small lines of spit connecting our mouths together. Both of us a shared a smile, getting turned on from the small moans that seemed to flow out near silently from Jace’s lips.

“Let’s make things more interesting.” Sarah suggested. I felt her tiny hands on my shoulders and dragged me down to my knees along with her.

Her attention was placed on the huge staff beside her. She gaped at it like it was out of this world. I thought my hands were small when touching him but looking at Sarah grip him with both hands I saw that she barely covered him all around. Pre cum oozed out from the tip of his cock, shining even in the dim light of the living room.

“May I?” She asked ever so politely. Jace gave a scared little nod. Then she looked to me. As my boyfriend she wanted permission from me to do what she would to any stranger who presented their cock to her. She held him by the very tip and aimed it towards her mouth. Puckering her lips, she rubbed the wet tip all around her mouth, letting his pre cum coat her like some lipstick. She snapped off some super model pose, showing off her glistening lips. Jace moaned more at the sight than the feeling of her actions. Who know sluts liked to pair together and thrive off of each other’s burning sexuality. On that note I grabbed the whore by her face and pulled her close enough for me to kiss her, sucking her lips into my mouth. I could barely taste the saltiness of his pre cum, but it was enough to satisfy my palate for the time being.

“Why don’t you try sucking him?” I implied. Jace voiced no protest. I was curious to see how much damage that little mouth could do on such a big cock. “Let me help you loosen up.” I offered.

I grabbed her by the face and forced two of my fingers into her mouth. Instantly I felt her suck me despite being knuckle deep into her mouth. She didn’t gag or choke, effortlessly taking my attack with ease. I upped the ante. I suddenly forced the rest of my fingers into her mouth. Estimating that Jace is around as thick as my wrist, I prepped her micro mouth for what awaited her. I removed my hand, those cum coated lips wrapped around my skin and she let me exit her mouth with an acute ploop of her slurping suction. She gave me a confident look before taking a hold once more of the monster cock beside her.

“Don’t be afraid to be a little rough baby.” She winked at him, swooning him over with her unique sexual prowess.

I bit my lip at the mere thought of Jace using her throat. It would almost be as hot as him using mine. I watched her slide in the tip, a feat in which looked difficult for her already. I saw her small puffed cheeks sink in as she started to suck him off. Jace looked more in his element now. Both of them were moaning together. I can’t imagine what it would feel like to have such a petite mouth stretch wide open for a penis like his.

“Does that feel good baby?” I asked my lover, rubbing his thigh softly.

“Oh yeah. She’s got a warm mouth and small tongue.” He whispered in subtle joy.

I smiled seeing my brother enjoy the mouth of another woman. Still, there was practically his whole dick waiting to be swallowed.

“I think she could use a little help though.” I pointed out.

Roughly, I grabbed Sarah by her light brown locks and slammed her head down. I had forced at least the next five inches into her mouth. I could feel my cunt tighten as I watched tears roll down her face. I smacked her throat repeatedly where he began to bulge out of. I refused to let her breathe.

“Can you feel her choke around you babe? Can you feel the desperation in her attempts to escape?” I said wickedly.

“I think you should let her go now. She’s starting to turn red.” Jace pointed out, worried.

“You underestimate her. Isn’t that right you little cockwhore?” I shook her by her hair, letting the thick shaft wiggle in her already tight throat. I leaned in close to her face, kissing her skin all over. “Us sluts don’t care for air do we?” My warm breath ran down her neck. I made her shake her head, watching the bulge point left and right from her slim neck. I released my grip on her, but she still slid him out slowly, making sure to suck harder as less and less filled her mouth. Seeing his member leave her mouth made me feel animalistic. I dove for her lips, kissing her deeply in a display of wild tongue. The spit that hung from his cock to her lips was now tangled in my own face. I let her wet used face rub against mine.

“I don’t believe you can swallow that whole thing.” Sarah admitted after I pulled away from her.

I felt the slut side of me become much more happy with itself. I was being praised from a fellow harlot on my ability to inhale a man’s meat with ease. It was time to show her who was the queen of deepthroating. I held him by the dry base of his cock. I let him stare into my eyes before my smile became a void for his cock to fill. I never broke eye contact as inch by inch he penetrated my mouth. I even stuck my tongue out and licked his rod before it entered my hungry mouth. My nose finally pressed against his pelvis.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” I managed to sound off, letting the vibration please him as it traveled up my body.

I could tell that Sarah was amazed. She leaned her face close to mine, fitting between Jace’s completely outstretched legs. I felt her kisses on my cheek, having them develop into tongue that wandered around my mouth. I think all of us enjoyed it when she flicked my tongue that rested against his ball sack. We licked him so much together I’m surprised he didn’t blow his wad right then and there. I quickly released him from the grasp of my mouth, smiling like a girl who deserved a gold star.

“That is insane!” Sarah blurted, trying to hide her jealousy for my talents. “I got so wet just watching it disappear into you, like some sort of magic trick.”

“Ta-da.” I went, flicking the huge rod and throwing my hands up spectacularly in the air.

“Maybe if you spent less time talking and more time sucking you’d learn how to throat like me.” I snapped at her, degrading her like how we loved to be.

“That’s not very nice.” She said but with a smile knowing damn well that my statement is nowhere near a lie.

“Sounds true enough,” Jace cut in. We looked at him wildly, not expecting him to ring in at all. “Get to sucking. We’re going to teach you how to take it, even if it’s by force.” He explained.

I could see his chest heave, his heart pounding as he tried to act as the dominating figure. His mind must’ve been going a mile a minute, but in the world where everything had shifted in the drastic of ways he no longer let fear hold him back. He didn’t let his fear from stopping us two weeks ago, and it was the best choice he could have made. This was the same, diving into something new, even if it was scary, new, and all the more risky.

“You,” He said looking at me. “Make her choke.” He demanded.

I was so turned on. He was making me do the dirty work. I loved it. My hands clutched her face and I force fed her the first half of Jace’s massive cock.

“Look at how deep I’m in you. Remember this line. If you fail to suck me pass this line you’ll be punished.” He stated clearly, barely phased by the cute brunette that was currently being choked by his member. Nothing was stopping him from making his point.

“Babe where is this coming from?” I questioned, becoming intrigued by his sudden surge of power.

“Both of you sluts need to learn your places. You already treat each other like each other’s cumslut. Today, you guys are mine. I feel like this is what you secretly want. You want me to dominate, so now I’m going to own both of your bodies.” His hands crawled over my own on top of Sarah’s head and applied even more downward pressure. His cock wasn’t sliding into her neck like it should be. She isn’t allowing her body to conform to the necessary pathway for his Godly rod.

With every cough from her body, spit shot out from her outstretched mouth.

“Seeing you tramps treat each other like garbage made me want to make sure you both know what it feels like to be degraded into just a toy.” He grunted, feeling his stiff cock make no progress in breaching her throat. He was just slamming into the back of her mouth. Should I tell her what she’s doing wrong? Or should I just sit back and watch as grows frustrated with her inability to open her throat for him?

I decided to watch the onslaught and sneakily rub my dripping pussy as I did so.

Jace ripped her off of his cock, holding her firmly by her straight locks. Like nothing her yanked her towards his body. Her torso was draped over his legs was held up by his vicious grip. Her makeup started to run. We purposely made it a thing to never buy waterproof makeup. We secretly enjoyed the used whore look.

“Do you not believe me when I say you’ll be punished if aren’t able to deepthroat me like Julia here?” He said in an angry tone. Jace was never overly muscular but I could see what little muscle he did have swell as he held the newly appointed ragdoll.

“I’m trying,” She defended.

Brother dear became quite, letting his stare burn shame of not being a good enough hussy into her mind.

“Slap her.” He randomly declared. “Slap her hard. On the ass.”

I did what any nympho slave would do. I slapped my best friend’s ass as hard as I could. She yelped in his grip, her tiny body jerking at the sudden strike. Tears flooded her eyes.

“Again Same spot.” He demanded.

I looked at her plump ass and zoned in on the small reddening area on her left cheek. I slammed my hand down again, this time making her scream out loud on impact. Her skin was stinging by now, throbbing with every beat of her excited heart.

“I bet you liked all that didn’t you?” Jace questioned. Nothing about his grip let up. She withered against her male chains, squirming so helplessly.

“I do.” Sarah admitted. She always enjoyed a good paddle to the ass. It’s what made us even more popular at parties. We would compete to see who could take more of a beating. No matter how many girls joined the race, it always came down to Sarah and I. Our wins fluctuated, leaving both of us to be crowned spank queens of the campus.

“For now on, whenever you fail, you’ll have to watch me slap Julia’s ass. She’ll take the spankings.”

“What?” I blurted, mistakenly so.

“You shut your mouth. It doesn’t need to be open right now.” He hissed, chilling me with his new state of dominance. “As for you, Ms.Discount Blowjobs, you’ll have to watch as I give our pet here all the attention, all of the pain and pleasure while you sit in the corner and wish I would touch your body. That’s what you came here for isn’t it? To get fucked. Well you’re going to have to earn it. You’ll have to earn every little thing and so far you have been far from satisfying.” He barked.

Surely both our bodies were chilled, yet burning at our cunts. Sarah nodded obediently, accepting the possibility that she might not even be touched today. He then looked at me. I suddenly felt a coldness wash over me, shrinking me down to nothing but holes to fuck. I never thought how scary my brother could be. I too nodded my head like a good little girl.

“This what you girls wanted isn’t it? If I’m wrong then do please correct me.”

Neither one of us dared to make a noise. As scary as things have become, we both always wanted to submit completely to a man. Sarah was the reason I even had this fetish. Because of her I wanted to be owned.

“Good. I expected nothing more from a pair of used fuck holes. Now back to your training little one.” He spoke kindly, which didn’t make him seem any more kinder. He tossed aside Sarah, flinging her to the floor. She landed hard with an echoing thud. She cut me a look, a smile so wide that all I could respond is with the same smile she presented to me. Heaven was soon about to open its doors for us. We just had to earn it as it has been clearly announced by our master.

Jace’s attention snapped to me. I was ready to give into whatever twisted dark desire he had. He stated simply that I was to be the one to force Sarah on his cock. He didn’t want to bless her with his physical attention when she could barely swallow half of his cock. I savagely acted as I was ordered to. I grasped my closest mate’s face and forced her tiny mouth open.

“Try angling your head towards your chin when he’s pressed against you.” I whispered to her, pretending to nibble on her ear while I held her in place.

I grabbed a hold of my brother’s cock, our master’s godly blessing, and lined it along the opening of her mouth. Trying to score bonus points, the instant he was inside her, she began to suck at his sensitive skin. He moaned, a sound of approval compared to his disgruntled groans. I held her by the hair, gently I’m sure than how master held her. I tried my best to help guide the cock into her throat, rather than having him smash the back of her mouth. Like a puppet I controlled her skilless head. Achieving the right angle needed, I watched as his shaft slither into her welcoming throat.

“There we go,” He moaned, smiling away to himself. “Now was that so hard?” He inquired, his tone was of something almost condescending like. “I think we should reward our little pet.” He offered.

Sarah’s face was lit with approval. Even with a mouth full of man meat, you could tell that the corners of her mouth were curving into a smile. She still hadn’t reached the base of his pole like how I demonstrated, but he was surely in the space where her throat started. Still it seemed to be enough to please Jace.

“What would the pet like?” He questioned, enjoying the tiny gags that erupted from said pet’s body. “Go on, remove her from me.” He ordered. I pulled back on her hair, rearing her like a horse with its reins. She wiped the spit all over her mouth, taking advantage of the opportunity to breathe freely. It didn’t take long for her to voice what she desired.

“I wanna share your cock with Julia. So we’re both giving you head.” She explained.

The idea intrigued master, but he didn’t want to approve of it so quickly. I wasn’t worried, knowing the habits of my own blood, but Sarah knew nothing of him was beginning to get worried that he would deny her the first reward she earned.

“Indulge yourself.” He said after moments of blistering silence.

Sarah was suddenly like a puppy with her overwhelming excitement. I, more reserved than my friend, calmly scooted towards my lover’s hard cock. Sarah was quick to start her tongue heavy attack on his foreskin. I was soft in my approach, bringing balance to the whole experience. While my wild partner in crime worked him over viscerally, I took the slow path. This way he could feel ravished and savored all at the same time. For the most part we kept to our sides, I the bottom while she took care of the tip. That is until I felt her hand lift me from her chin. She raised me up his cock until both of our sucking mouths were wrapped around his head. The lesbians inside of us took over. We began making out with each other. Our tongues brushed against one another while we licked the swollen head of Jace’s cock. Everything felt so right. I happily lapped away at both her tongue and my brother’s sensitive head. I didn’t aim to lick one over the other, I simply stuck out my tongue and swirled it carelessly as everything was held close to my mouth.

I could sense the accumulating spit drip down the length of him, our sloppy kisses helping the ever growing mess. I lowered my head down further into his lap, my face pressed against his ball sack. Sarah followed my lead and we both sucked a nut into our mouths, letting our heavy tongues massage the loose skin. Our spongy muscles eventually slipped out of our mouths, finding each other once more. We smiled, realizing that we used Jace as a middle ground for our dirty kisses.

“You two sure love a mess don’t you?” Master questioned from his position of pleasure and comfort.

In sync we both answered, “Yes we do.” A look was shared between us, a look of connection and shared passion for sex. He grabbed our attention, feeding off of our natural state of being.

“Do you want us to stop… Master?” I asked, testing the waters with this new nickname. He flashed me a smile of approval. It made me feel all giddy inside.

“I want you to cover each other’s face in your own spit. Ruin your pretty looks.” He demanded of us. I was taken back, wondering if his desires included such filthy lengths.

During my hesitation, Sarah took advantage of the head start. She wiped her face, gathering up any excess, glazing her hand, and topped it off with a fresh load of spit from her freshly fucked mouth. I turned around just in time as her hand planted itself across my face, smearing me in the lukewarm substance. I was fully stunned at her obedient act, sitting there as I felt it run down my face. I looked to see Sarah smiling, smug about succeeding in ruining my pretty face. I just reacted, letting my body do what it thought was best. I simply spat right onto her face. Again I was shocked.

“Well then. That was more straightforward than I imagined.” Jace pointed out, secretly getting off at seeing two girls get pitted against each other to see who was the best personal cumrag.

“Savage slut!” Sarah screamed.

I couldn’t let her win. Suddenly stricken with the desire to outshine her, I tackled her to the ground. Jace watched happily as he saw the primal sex beasts be unleashed from our inner cages. I managed to lock both of her miniature wrists within the grasp of one of my hands. I giggled as I felt her body try to worm her way out of my hold.

“Look babe, doesn’t she look so adorable trying to squirm her way out? Kind of pitiful isn’t it?” I voiced.

My brother and I shared the same wicked smile. With my mouth coaxing all the spit it can from my body, I prolonged the experience by hovering over her only slightly stained face. I couldn’t stop giggling at the power I had over her.

“Get off of me you fucking psycho bitch.” She seethed, her futile attempts of escaping only heightened by joy.

“She’s got quite the mouth doesn’t she Jace?” I pointed out.

“If only it knew how to take a dick as skillfully as yours love.” He said, swooning me over.

“You’re such a kissass, a pathetic snake cheating her way to the top.” She spat.

We had turned into completely bimbos for him. Deep down inside, no matter how bad we treated each other, we still cared for one another. Our friendship was stronger than a few choice words. My mouth was starting to overflow with the collective saliva, the anticipation tickling me so sadistically.

“I’d close my eyes if I were you.” I warned.

I felt the struggle fade from her body, watching the acceptance wash over her. She shut her eyes closed as tight as she could. The sloppy deposit would have to come at her as a surprise. I began spitting out the overly large wad of spit. It dangled from my lips, dripping down my own muddled chin. I swear it felt so good to my physical being when I saw it finally land right over her left eye. I giggled even more, turning my head to see Jace witness every moment with me. Much like she did, I smeared around the mess spreading it to every corner of her worthless face. I was so turned on with the sight of her, the filth I created. I eased down her body and started to run my lips all over her wet skin. I licked her face, adding even more to what I had already created. Sarah couldn’t help but moan at the feeling of my mouth on her. I rubbed my own filthy face against her tits, bringing it into the mix of untidy chaos.

“You toys don’t have any limits do you?” Jace questioned, watching as our bodies twitched in pleasure as we acted like animals.

“Why don’t you tell Jace here about your English Lit professor Sarah. You know, the one that wanted to piss on you.” I edged on.

“That’s putrid,” Jace winced. Not that he liked to do that himself, it aroused him to know that he has a complete whore in his possession. “How did that turn out for you pet?” He interrogated.

“I let my professor pee on me while in the shower. It was only on my chest and down to wherever it trickled.” She explained.

I remembered when she came back home from that little rendezvous. In her face there were muted signs of shame. After giving her the ol’ cop routine, I found out that her shame came from enjoying being used in such a kinky way. I allowed the freedom of her movement, reeling off of her as my purpose had been accomplished. So far everything has been just arousing, hardly physically pleasing. I wonder how long today would be.

“Now kiss and makeup.” He asked of us. Our eyes locked onto one another, already passed the point of apologizing.

“I’m sorry Sarah.” I said distantly.

“I’m sorry Julia.” She said in the same manner.

Jace wasn’t interested in the makeup part of his command, we all knew that much. We played along anyways, reading the lines he wrote for us and walking to whichever stage direction he wanted to see us in. We leaned into each other and started vigorously macking with one another. We were so slippery, our mouths effortlessly gliding all around our jaws, making us giggle at the situation when we weren’t moaning into each other’s mouths. From the corners of our eyes we caught a peek at Jace stroking himself softly while watching us. We were playing out some pubescent fantasy that every male seemed to have at some point or another. We were just tools in bringing him the most acute pleasure possible. He was biting his lip at the sight of seeing his big sister get comfortable at first base with another sexy girl.

“Sarah, move down to her chest. Use your mouth to bring her body joy.” He requested, his tone lighter than before.

Sarah nodded, complying quickly to her order. It felt like forever since I felt her mouth on me. The last time we fooled around was the last day of school before we all left for home. She didn’t seem to miss a beat, touching me in all the right ways with that special touch of hers. She pressed my tits together with her face in between them, feeling my large chest compress all around her. Her skin was still wet, sliding all over my body. She seemed to work the messy facial to her advantage, letting it help her in lightly grazing my skin. The easier she flowed above my skin the more ghostly she felt. Finally I felt her mouth surround my nipple. She sucked on me, pulling my erect tit deeper into her mouth. Her quick lizard tongue flicked with incredible speed over my sensitive chest. Her random bites is what kept me on the edge. I held her head close to me, not wanting her to stop her vivid ways. I tilted my head back, letting it hang off to the side where my eyes met those of my brother.

“Enjoying yourself big boy?” I questioned letting the good feelings get to my head.

He couldn't stop grinning, the private show bringing out something within him, something seemingly to be eternal.

“Probably not as much as you.” He answered.

I picked up the shift in his eyes. He was now focusing on the petite college tart who was sucking on my tits like they were her last meal. I cut him a look, showing him that I’m calm and collective, when inside I was thrashing against my skin, wanting one if not both these people to play with my clit. I read somewhere that women could achieve an orgasm with just nipple stimulation alone. It seemed pretty viable that Sarah was trying to prove this theory correct. Both of my tits were sore by now from all the bites and firm, constant suction of her mouth. I wouldn’t mind this going on for a good long while.

“Stop.” Jace demanded.

‘Damn it!’ I thought to myself, feeling a part of myself become disappointed as her mouth detached itself from my breast. Our attention turned back to him, our thoughts in sync as we wondered what was in store for us next. He beckoned me to near him with his hand. I complied as so, doing what I’m told. In a flash his fingers tangled themselves within my hair. I felt my body be hoisted up on the couch, making me sit right next to him. His free hand was placed on my worn out chest. It was gentle his touch. There was so much pressure between his fingers, squeezing me hard. I bit down on my lip to keep myself from wincing.

“How hard did Sarah suck on your tits love?” He inquired.

“Very hard sir.” I answered, the nerves within my plump chest were screaming in a tired pain.

He continued to be rough with me. Not only did he press his fingers into me with mass amounts of pressure, but he started to slap my breasts around. Apparently they were just as fun as seeing my ass jiggle when smacked. The sensation was sending each neuron into a cataclysm of agony, which somehow was starting to feel good.

“Sarah, come here and slap your friend’s tits.” Jace commanded nicely of her.

She crawled her way to his feet, kneeling between his thighs and was within reach of my body. It didn’t seem to be enough for my brother.

“Stick that bust out, come on.” He requested while yanking at my hair. He pulled my body upward, making my upper torso stick outward. “There you go. Good girl. Come on Sarah. Give us a good hard slap.” His voice was no longer intimidating, but under the guise of a friend or someone kind. His means were twisted and the fact that he tried to sound so cavalier made everything much more darker than it was.

I sat there with not much of a choice to begin with and prepared myself for what’s to come. Perhaps the only silver lining of this was that my chest had been released from his icy death grip. It was my turn to close my eyes. I felt the gust of wind as Sarah brought her hand back. I tensed my body as I realized that at any moment my aching breasts would be at the end of my brother’s cruel enjoyment. Her tiny hand came down on me, forcing myself to swallow the yelp that desired to get out. The pain became this almost numbing feeling. I felt the spike of hurt the moment her hand made contact, but as it spread throughout my body it left a dull prickling feeling in its wake. It was one a single moment of heightened torment, then a blissful come down from the initial throbbing response. Jace wasn’t happy with her performance though.

“Do I need to demonstrate what a good hard slap is by using your face as an example?” He raised his voice slightly. I opened one of my eyes, witnessing the instilling fear shoot through her tiny body.

“No sir.” She whimpered.

“Then do it right.” He emphasized.

I shut my eye upon seeing her hand return to the air. Jace had gotten to her. This slap stung three times as bad. I couldn’t keep my sounds in this time, especially not after she gave both my tits rapid slaps, leaving them no time to dwindle down to the numbingness. I let out a small cry. My loving brother reacted by moaning into my ear as the sound of distress came from forcing his sister’s friend to abuse the body of his family.

“And I thought your moans sounded hot.” He said, letting his wicked smile press against my wet and red cheeks. “You like being smacked around? How does it feel?” He questioned.

“I hurts,” I managed, almost hissing it at him.

“I bet you like it though. Does it make your little clit tingle when we slap that body of yours?”

I felt those soft lips of his kiss their way down my neck, softly taking my skin into his mouth where his gentle sucks sent good feelings down my body. He was onto me, fully aware that if I wasn’t wet already I would be. Feeling what pain had to offer only add a kick to this cocktail of sentiments.

“I do like it… I love it.” I admitted.

Jace moaned at hearing my coerced confession of enjoyment of his wicked ways. I couldn’t even try to deny it. All I could do was keep myself from begging them to continue.

“Has she always been this submissive Sarah?” He questioned, handling my body with curious grips.

“Never like this sir. Never so… utterly possessed. Sarah answered, realizing that neither one of us have been completely owned. Both of us were scared to even touch ourselves, feeling like we have to be allowed to rub our own vaginas.

“Well,” Jace started. “Aren’t we all about firsts. Right, Julia?”

I felt his desire to call me sister, to remind me that we come from the same place, of the blood and bond we share. My mind went crazy just thinking about it. Even without saying the words I felt his thoughts flow through me.

“That’s right… Jace.” I said, making sure he knew that I too wish to call him by the title he’s been wearing for 18 years.

My brother went back to my chest, sucking them with a vigor to match Sarah’s. I could feel my left nipple be at the end of his oral attack, a grinding tongue, gently rough teeth. From between his legs, he grabbed Sarah again by the hair and shoved her face into his lap. As risky as it was to do something without being verbally told to do it, she read the lustful thoughts of his mind and started sucking away at his cock. She had always been a “tipper,” as the guys would say, or rather tease her. The non-throating whore favored only the heads of dicks. As her nature took over she would only go three inches deep, swirling that tiny tongue of hers over and under and all around Jace’s swollen head. She was reminded that her ways would not cut it with him.

“Have you forgotten about my standard? Are you that dumb and simpleminded?” Jace mocked. She stopped to look up at him, unsure of what it is he was getting at, stuck in a stupor. “Has she always been this dense?” He asked me.

“I don’t know.” I answered, hoping that I would not displease him. He didn’t see to care, lucky me.

“I thought I made it clear on what I expected of you when it comes to giving me head.” He reminded.

“Oh,” She whispered, near trembling at our shared master.

“Yeah ‘oh’. How about you fix it before it really pisses me off.” Jace threatened.

And like that she forced him into her mouth. LIttle brother laid his head back onto the couch, just rejoicing in the feeling of having her compact mouth attempt to swallow his entire member. His threatening face of anger subsided, fading away into the mask of joy he now wore. I was still sitting there, hair in his fist, tits a-stinging, body aching. I looked down to my friend, watching her struggle as just the width alone was nearly impossible to engulf. She was trying so hard, ignoring the slimy tears that leaked from her eyes. She looked at me, suddenly aware of my gaze. There was something in the way she looked so happily helpless. I tried my best to move by head to explain to her how to angle her hole to accommodate him. Jace didn’t seem to be stirred by my movements, paying attention only to the mouth at work. His continuous moans confirmed so. The stupid whore wasn’t as dense as Jace had made her feel. She quickly picked up on what I was trying to say and immediately started to change her tactics. Dipping her head forward, the top of her head nearly rubbing against his stomach, manage to allow Jace’s monster to slide into her throat rather that up and against the back of her mouth.

Jace became louder with his noise of approval. “There we go,” He groaned, his hand finding its way to the familiar place in her hair. “That’s much better.” Every word he would thrust deeper into her mouth, emphasizing them.

Hearing Sarah gag and whimper with her mouth full of my brother’s exquisite shaft made me crave the rewards he had planned for us. The patient part had slipped my mind when I thought about total submission. He could spend days denying me of any kind of pleasure if he wanted to. I had always thought that sex with me would leave him unable to stay away from me for so long. That feels a bit narcissistic to say but it felt true enough. I know my mouth is wonderful in its ability, but I doubt it felt as great as being wholly swallowed by wet and willing cunt.

Regardless of the fact that he was now flowing into her mouth instead of crashing against it, Sarah was still shy of a few inches of sucking it entirely. Knowing Jace, and I do know him, he wants to feel all that he could of himself in her body. I don’t know how much longer Jace would wait for her to allow him to be balls deep in her. She was trying. You could see it in her face, the way she let him slam her mouth up and down by the hair, how even when she coughed and choked she refused to remove any inch of him.

“Looks like she could still use a little bit of help.” Jace concluded, releasing me of his hold.

My eyes turned to him, searching for any signs of approval. His nod was enough. I snaked down off the couch and found the sensation of being on my knees once more. Jace gave one last thrust into her, still unable to get the depth that he so craved from her. Sarah put on her big girl pants and took it like a champ. I can’t imagine what it would be like to have a dick the size of his just ram into the back of my throat with a power like my brother’s.

Up close I saw the mess that was starting to form on her face. Her makeup was beyond the point of runny. She looked real horror show, hysterical almost. If it wasn’t for her smile that she shot off every time she was allowed to breathe people would think she had just finished bawling her eyes out. She had that “used” look, topped off with a slick chin that was the cesspool for all things spit.

“She looks pretty doesn’t she?” I asked, wishing I looked the same.

“Show her to me.” Brother asked.

My hands found her neck, wrapping themselves from front to back. As I lifted her she straightened her back, as so to keep from choking her. More of that was coming her way soon anyways. She was erect now, barely being held by my constricting fingers.

“See?” I said as I presented the fuck toy.

He smiled, seeing the preppy go-happy girl that walked into their home be reduced to good for fucking set of three disarray holes. I turned to look at her myself again. She was still gasping, her lungs taking the opportunity to breathe as freely as she could. I made her lean close to me until her lips were pressed against mine. She was still able to kiss me with vitality, the passion sparking orally as we kneeled there with each other. I could feel the mess rub off on my chin, soaking my skin with what came flying from her throat every time she coughed. It felt so warm, so taboo. I wanted to feel her mess against my cunt, make her shove that tongue of hers inside of me. But she wasn’t mine to own and force.

“Don’t get too distracted girls.” Jace warned.

Our eyes glanced sideways to see our master, happy to see us fulfill his fantasy of watching to girls go at it. We both grinned at him, trying to look forgiving.

“Sorry sir,” My voice coy. “I’ll get right back on doing that thing you asked me to do.” Sarah’s mouth was already open by the time I looked back at her. With my hand knotting along with her hair, I lowered that eager mouth onto my brother’s lovely cock. I didn’t give her any time to prepare herself or to get used to it. I sank that worn down hole until I could see the struggle in her eyes. I removed my hand from her neck, not wanting to make what was already a difficult task even harder by closing off her windpipe. She didn’t need my hand to choke her anyways. Soon she was back to coughing and gagging. With quick peeps at my master I saw that every cough sent a bundle of pleasure down his cock. I purposely kept letting her mouth be fucked by the monster. Oops, how naughty of me.

“Do you like it when she chokes on your hard cock babe?” I questioned him, deepening the joy that rocked his body.

“I do. It makes me feel all kinds of good when I feel her hole squeeze around me.” He retorted.

“You see Sarah,” I went on, leaning in close to her reddening face. “Jace isn’t used to fucking a mouth that doesn’t want to be fucked. Don’t tell me you don’t want him to fuck your pretty little mouth.” I said in that schoolgirl voice of mine, feigning concern and worry. She tried to shake her head, whipping the half inserted dick back and forth. “What’s that? What are you trying to say?” I teased, fully aware that talking at this point was near impossible. But to my surprise she tried. Her lips could barely lift themselves from his succulent shaft. The only sound that escaped her yet to be fucked throat was a mess of garbled noise. Maybe I should stop holding her head down so she could talk. I guess I could do that.

Long and thick fibers of spit hung from between her precious mouth and the cock that chokes her indefinitely. “I want my mouth to be fucked.” She quivered.

“I still can’t hear you.” I pulled on her hair, making her wince.

“I want my mouth to be fucked.” She repeated, louder this time to please the ears of her master.

“It sure doesn’t look like it,” I pointed out. “Right babe?”

“Right.” Jace answered.

I smiled knowing that my brother wanted to use my best friend’s mouth. Both sexes have offered me their best and I got to share them at the same time. If only brother let me own her with him.

“I don’t see what else is there to think. I mean, you say you want it but…” I teased.

“He’s fucking huge. He doesn’t fit.” She defended.

I pulled her close to me, letting her face fall upon my chest. She stared up at me, still breathless, still under the gaze of our master.

“He will always fit.” I hissed.

I think even Jace was caught off guard with that. He certainly didn’t anticipate the twitch his cock made from hearing such dominating words from me. I may be the 2nd half of this team of sex pets but that won’t stop me from putting this bitch in her place for the entertainment of our owner.

“Why don’t we try something new? That is if you are willing to try master.” I cooed, trying my best not to overstep my boundries.

“What is it?”

I looked down at the subject of my dark desire.

“Hang her head off the couch. It should make taking in that cock of yours more easy.” I bit my lip and winked at the subject.

All of our minds went on to imagine my suggestion. I was near watering at the mouth of kneeling down under his body and licking his sack while he drove forward into her body. It would be so untidy, not a single thing clean around us. I could just picture those white dense clumps of her own spit just shooting out her stuffed mouth and all over her face. I could rub it all over her face, up his cock and around his balls. It sounded so perfect.

“But does she deserve ‘easy?’” Jace wondered, unsure if he wanted to let the subject’s task become less hard. The fun did seem to be from having her mouth be so small. He loved the struggle that she happily accepted. God knows he doesn’t have to struggle when he wants to be balls deep in me.

“Well do you?” My voice making master’s words bolder and enforced.

She nodded her head, shaking my boobs on her wet face.

“It would help in making sure I throat every last inch of him. I want it. I wanna feel him go as far as he can into me. Please? I need to feel that throbbing dick down my hole.” She begged, convincingly so.

As I held her desperate face against my chest I turned to look at my brother, waiting to see if he approves of my last resort plan.

“Let it crawl on the couch,” He decided. “Let it get comfortable.”

I let her hair go and smirked at her. “You’re an it now.” I teased.

Jace voiced a final warning, “If you can’t take all of me in like we want I will make you sit over in that chair and make you watch as I fuck the more than capable Julia here. And I’ll tie your hands to the legs of the chair so don’t think you can still get yourself off.” There was something so stern and strong in his voice. I felt like I would be at the end of a very hard hate fuck just to get at Sarah.

Quickly, and more than likely eagerly, she got on top of the tall couch. Her legs were thrown over the back and her knotted hair fell to the ground. There was a smile on her face, hopefully that given this new position she could achieve the great accomplishment of swallowing near nine inches of thick as my wrist cock.

Jace hadn’t moved yet, keeping his body sitting against the couch as his pet made itself comfortable and ready for a facial pounding. None of us knew what to do. I wasn’t about to tell him to fuck away at her face, or to even move. I stayed silent on my knees, letting the hardwood floor cool my legs. After his calm threat I expected him to mount her mouth the instant he could. Instead he was playing our minds, letting them wander in horny curiosity. The pet kept her mouth open, patiently waiting to see if the angle would allow her the blessing that is feeling him balls deep in her mouth.

Finally he stood up, having him tower over us and shrink us down to the little nothings that we are. He stuck his hand out in front of me and held it there. I was confused, yet I raised my arm to have him take me in his hand. I was shocked and taken back when he hoisted me back onto my feet. He pulled my body around like nothing, and placed me to stand over the comfy fuck meat. A single word was yet to be said, and the silence was captivating all of us. I stood still as my instincts told me to do as Jace made his way behind me. I was aching for his touch, and to my inferno hot desires, I felt him again.

Electricity jolted through my body as I felt his warm hands place themselves on my hip. I could feel the very tip of his graze against my ass cheek. He took a step closer and suddenly it was more than just the tip I felt. Pressed up against me, I felt the base of his cock high between my ass, the tip poking at the middle of my spine. It was like a poker just removed from the embers of a roaring fire. The heat from his pole and body was hotter than the midsummer sun that shined on us on that very moment. Ever so softly he started to run his hands up my body, touching every curve of my frequently lusted after body. Behind my head I felt his warm breath, his near silent moans. It felt so kind the way he was going about this, the opposite of how he had treated Sarah. More like how I made her be treated. I guess I’m just his favorite. After all I am his sister.

I was too lost from feeling him grope my yearning body that my attention had dwindled significantly. I forgot where I was, my mind shut off. I had given him my body entirely and left myself in a mentally numb state, ready to do any and everything he asked of me or wanted from me. It wasn’t put into words, but rather an unanticipated shove, that left my body to be straddling the awaiting fuck toy. My legs fell to each of her sides, trapping her arms between our flesh and having my ass near her chin. My thighs were squishing down her tits, having the hard little nipples of her poke into my skin. I was so tempted to just slide back and feel her breathe over my asshole and onto my cunt before feeling the plunge of her tongue. It took everything to keep my body from doing that. Maybe it would be what Jace wanted. But I had to wait.

In all honesty every second felt like an eternity. Sarah matched my obedience and kept her often gay tongue in her mouth. Under me or not I knew she wanted me to grind my ass backwards until I drapped my wet clit over her mouth. My attention was snapped back into reality when I felt a warmness on my shoulder. I guess I was low enough to be leveled with my lover’s waist. His body leaned forward until I felt his warm sack against my shoulder. I turned to face it, my lips dragging against the foreskin.

“Well what do we have here?” I played, eyeing the engorged tool. The temptation to move, to act, to find myself pleasure, doubled as I resisted the urge to stroke him.

“How bad do you want us?” Jace teased. I turned my head, craning my neck, and met his amused face.

“So bad.” I croaked, wanting to scream to the heavens for my brother to take me and my friend.

“Do you think she deserves to feel us both pet?” He asked Sarah yet locking his eyes with mine.

“I think as a hole I shouldn’t have thoughts. Only a limited vocabulary consisting of only the words ‘yes’ and ‘sir.’” Sarah recited like an everyday sub slut. It made Jace laugh.

“She does have a point. I guess it’s up to me to see if you get to have that pussy of yours licked. Or grant you the pleasure of wrapping those lips around your ‘boyfriend’s’ dick.” He reminded, taunting me further.

I sat there, stuck between them yet not having the spoils of their bodies. She could have just said yes. Stupid bitch chose now of all times to be a brainless bimbo. I hope Jace fucks that face of hers hard. I remembered when my little brother had to be reassured of everyone of his minor actions. Here he was now, standing tall, asserting his dominance over not just me, his older sister, but my best friend from college as well. Two weeks is a long time. Enough time for someone to indulge themselves in the world of harsh and forceful sex maybe? God knows he already has our consent.

I was pulled by my hair, forcing my face to look up, my neck outstretched. I whimpered as I felt the nerves of my skull rudely awaken. If it meant being touched and stimulated, I would have let him drag me up and down the stairs by my hair. I settled for this all too brief moment of force and gazed upon my owner. No words were exchanged between us, only the soft friction that sparked between my jaw and his hard as ever dick. I felt the thumb of his free hand touch my cheek. His digit skimmed my lips, encircling my mouth and leaving me ache for so much more. I snapped, I couldn’t sit there any longer.

I keenly parted my lips and made his finger slip into my mouth. Draping him with my rapid mouth I took no time to waste. I was soon sucking away as if his penis itself laid upon my warm tongue. I half expected him to remove himself from my oral grasp and strike me down for acting on impulse rather than an order. I held my stare and continued to work his digit over. He would have reacted by now if he was planning to hit me. Slowly I started to feel safe. That lasted for about four seconds. In the middle of my ecstasy induced eye roll, Jace removed his hand from my mouth. My eyes shot open, fear doubling in my heart as the air escaped my lungs.

“That didn’t take long.” He pointed out. He was just making me squirm. Sadistic bastard. But God did I want him.

“Let something happen already. Please.” I begged of him, breaking the stride of submission and obedience.

“You never were a patient kind of gal.” Sarah stated. I bit my lip, throwing on the most desperate pair of eyes I could muster up. The pet was still giggling under me at my appeal for sexual inclinations. Lucky for me that I was his favorite.

“Silence her.” My lover commanded.

The only time I remembered smiling so much was when Jace and I first made love. With permission I took no second to spare and reared my round ass back. I felt her face slide against my body until her mouth came into contact with my swollen pussy. I swear the pleasure from finally being able to be touched was so good I felt like it was an orgasm. My snatch was being licked left and right, sucked on and moaned into like it was Sarah’s final meal. Soon the living room filled up with my moans, near screams. Jace rubbed his shaft against my gaping mouth, solely letting my lips bring him joy. I had my brother’s dick rub against my face and a very proficient rug muncher work away at what seems to be what she does best.

I leaned against Jace when I couldn’t keep myself up anymore. I had turned my head to allow the easiest of access to my mouth so he could use as he pleased. Oddly enough he didn’t take this moment to cram his meat down my gullet. Instead he just kept on rubbing his shaft against my mouth. I couldn’t concentrate enough to stick my tongue out. The fast approaching climax left me limp. left to be supported only by the stout body of my master. My nerves were finally being paid attention to and it was edging to the point where I could no longer take it. Signals kept shooting from my spine, overwhelming the receptors of my anatomy, making me shiver against the hot bodies that were pressed against me.

Sarah had done this enough times to be able to read me. Every muscle in my body was beginning to tense, locking in place and leaving me like stone that shook during a quake. I abruptly felt the rough handling of Jace’s hands over my tits. As my clit was being sucked and tongued I had my hard nipples pinched, the pain clashing against the wild pleasure that was bombarding my body. Then it hit me.

I had given up any attempt of physical function as my vagina had turned into a busted pipe. All over her tan body, I let out a powerful squirt of cum, drenching her chest, neck and mouth. I would have toppled over but Jace held me in place with his strong clasp placed over both my tits. I had just realized then that I wasn’t able to stop screaming, something I had apparently been doing for quite some time now.

Through the light headedness and sounds that were beyond high pitched and breathy, I managed to find my center again. In order to keep myself from passing out my body seemed to become more numb. I felt Sarah’s tongue lap away at me and the sensation was too good that it had turned into a constant pressure of numbing goodness. Despite being doused in my powerful explosion of cum, my lesbian lover did not skip a beat, keeping the tempo of her work unhinged given what just happened.

“I think someone is enjoying herself too much.” Jace mocked.

A pair of strong hands were on my back. Were they pushing me forward? My mind was still all over the place, unable to think past the steady throbbing sensation of my swollen little clitty being licked. I found myself with my face lying between Sarah’s knees. I was bent forward now, my ass sticking out and in the air, begging to be smacked. I was near the point of drooling all over those bronze legs. My moaning came back as Jace began groping my bubbly butt. I wiggled it back and forth, beckoning him to pay it more attention. My ploy worked. In a matter of only a few seconds I felt my brother’s heavy hand come smacking down on my rear. The sting was just as intense as it could be, unaffected by the seemingly numb feeling Sarah induced. Shockwaves of hurt channeled through my flesh, tingling even my clit. I did not feel bad in the slightest for moaning harder as the impact came to me. Once wasn’t enough for the big boy, and honestly I thought the same thing.

“You like it when I make your ass jiggle? To have your body tremble while Sarah here tickles your pussy with her pathetic tongue?” He asked, the words not really registering in me.

He spanked me again and I could already feel the bruised skin drum with every beat of my heart. I still hadn’t answered him, unable to form words yet. From my throat came a whimpering cry, a surge of intensity originating from my pelvis. The numbingness was fading and Sarah’s tongue dance was becoming more and more vivid. I could feel, distinctly, her saturated lips rub against the folds of my cunt. She was licking every crevice and corner of everything her range of motion allowed. Wasn’t I supposed to say something? Any and all thoughts were shattered from my mind when Jace gave me the hardest slap yet.

“Oowwwww fuck!” I cried, my body convulsing in the waves of my sensory receptors being overwhelmed.

“That sounded like it hurt. But like I asked before you love it don’t you? You’re going to answer me this time.” Jace demanded. His fingers dug into my burning cheek, hand at the ready incase he needed to whack the answer out of me.

“Yes,” I said breathlessly. “Yes baby I love it. I do.” My confession made him content, leaving my ass alone for the time being. I don’t really know for sure if that’s a good thing or not.

“Stop eating her out pet.” He commanded. At once she retracted her tongue, keeping still until the next order was barked.

“Get on the floor Julia. Slide down her body and off the couch.” And like that the new orders were barked.

I gathered myself promptly and made my descent. I made sure to leave a trail of kisses as I embarked down her splendour figure. Together our mouths journeyed down our bodies, growing closer and closer to each other’s lips. The unique feeling of having my plump tits drag against her body made me want to just get grinding on her relentlessly. But alas I only have the one full slide to enjoy for I was instructed to get on the floor under her. Eventually my breasts glided over hers and soon enough we were lip locked. I know we weren’t given permission to kiss but I just had to. I tasted my cum on her sweet lips. I gave her mouth one deep tonguing and I was off to complete the direction. It was almost saddening to have her release my tongue from her suckling hole. I was finally on the ground.

“I hope eating her out made that mouth nice and loose for me pet.” Jace voiced. He hovered over me, his legs at either side of me. “You better fucking take it all.” He hissed at her while remembering the fact that she failed to throat him like little ol’ me.

“I want it all, give it all to me Sir. Make me worth something.” Sarah pleaded.

Jace started to lower himself to become leveled with the desperate mouth. Our couch was somewhat high and with his toned legs this was something he could easily do. The only thing to figure out was if she could take the pounding he’s about to give her. As I knelt down low under both of them I couldn’t help but touch myself in excitement and anticipation. He let the feeling linger as he rubbed the tip of his penis around her lips. I never thought of him as so patient. But the way he played with us, had us egging on and writhe around, I saw his capabilities of waiting. I obviously didn’t inherit this trait. With her mouth agape she still managed to pop off a smile, enticing our master and letting it be known that she’s happy to receive the oral beating he had in store for her.

The moment his tip had entered her wet hole she began to suck him. Her cheeks were sunken in and the grip around his shaft was air tight. He started to moan, inhaling through his locked jaw and focusing on inserting every inch of his meat perfectly in order to achieve utter penetration. Within the hot and slick tunnel of her tight mouth she viciously lapped away at his sensitive member. All around his cock her tongue brushed, coating him in her spit and pleasing him intensely with every inch he inserted into her. I bet that little would be cunt of a hole was so tight it could feel his pulse as it throbbed in her body. So far he was able to to surpass the line in which he previously drew for her.

“You’re taking this way better than you did when you first walked in here. I’m going to make a good throat whore out of you yet. I better slide into that pipe of yours or you’re going to the corner and I’ll have to take it all out on Julia.” He reminded, talking her down and making her feel inferior.

Half way from swallowing him whole and she began to feel him at the opening of her throat. This would be the best chance she got at throating him. Is it wrong that some part of my mind wanted her to fail and just have her watch while Jace pummels away at whichever hole he pleases? I’m sure there was a bit of wrong in that. But after coming to terms with the fact that I’ve made my own brother cum with my mouth and cunt not much feels wrong anymore. Sarah gagged, feeling the monster dwell deeper and deeper into her. From my position I could see her throat clearly, knowing exactly where he was inside of her. She accomplished in having him enter the start of her throat, making her gag and cough infrequently. My fingers were like a vibrator on my cunt, rubbing harder every time I heard her choke on my brother’s rod. It will never get old realizing the utter taboo of our situation.

“Almost there baby, you got more than half already down. Don’t let up now. I’m going to give you the most sore throat you’ve ever had.” He threatened, near promising.

She gagged hard when the first signs of his intrusion appeared on her body. Slowly the bulge in her neck appeared. Not much can compare to the deliciously wonderful sight of seeing her tiny neck just blow up in size because of a gigantic stiff cock. I stopped touching myself and put my hands at her neck, attempting to sooth her. Jace slipped in another inch, leaving around two and a half left to be inserted.

“Fuck this.” Jace announced out of the blue.

And before either one of us could react to what he was planning to do, he plunged himself right down her gulliver. Being so close I could hear the sloppy sounds of his dick sliding with the wetness of her mouth. The shock caused her to have a choking fit, spitting up wads of saliva that fell right onto her face. With my hand over her neck I felt my brother’s dick slide into her. I stroked her neck, knowing that this would further enhance the wonderful feeling that spread itself all over his body. My mouth found its way to his ball sack, naturally sucking away at them and keeping him in place while he strangled my friend. Whoops. Finally he let up, removing himself from the hole in which proved it could take him and all that he is. The stupid tramp even managed to keep her lips around him and sucked him as he slid out. More spit came trailing out as he removed himself completely. She gasped like she had just been drowning. It left me smiling.

“Well that was so good of you baby,” I cheered. “You just proved that you can learn to deepthroat if it meant having a dick impale your mouth. Anything for a good giving cock right slut?” I asked, rubbing the mess over the surface of her face.

“That’s right,” She said absent breath. “I’d do anything for a dick. Did I make master happy?” She wondered, her eyes searching for signs of approval.

“Not yet.” He informed before propelling right back into the just trained hole.

I gasped in seeing him travel through her mouth and down her throat. It made me silently moan to myself, paying no attention to the gagging, airless weeps that came from the whore. I put my hand back on her neck and started to jerk my lover off while inside her. Jace nearly screamed in joy as he felt the pressure of my hand.

“Aren’t you a lucky girl. Now that he knows he can go as deep as he wants, there’s nothing stopping him from utterly fucking your face right up.” I warned the bitch. I desperately desired to be in her position right now.

As expected, Jace had hastened his pace. It was rhythmic and tranquil hearing the sloppy gushy sounds as the oral fucking proceeded. She constantly made an ‘ahhhhhh’ sound which was continually distorted into a sob every time the full length of his penis entered her. Hearing her wet slurps, seeing her dumb mouth keep open, feeling the piercing rod bulge out of her body, smelling the spit and sweat run down her head, tasting his member as I stuck my tongue out to rub against him with every pull out, I was being pleased in every sense. Sometimes he’d leave only the tip inside and have her ravishly suck him off. I took every one of those chances to have him be in my mouth as well. I suckled against his skin and stuck my tongue as far as I could to rub against Sarah’s. Every nerve in my body just screamed to try to make out with the girl who had a dick in her mouth.

The brutal fucking only got better and better. Her head was bouncing up and down the couch with every pound of his hips. There wasn’t a time where she wouldn’t be either choking, gagging, or hopelessly gasping for air. The latter was always fun to watch. Jace would fully pull out, allowing a flow of plunged spit to come launching out of her mouth. She would barely take a single breath of free air before he resumed the remorseless attack, even through her wails of choking misery. Her slobber was beginning to dangle from her head, falling to the ground just like her hair. I did my best to lather her face but soon it became too much and started to pool. Jace had fucked her into a mess and no longer doubted her ability in the art of oral. He successfully fucked the “tipper” right out of her.

“This is what you came for isn’t it?” Jace mocked. “You saw your friend being able to suck a dick as big as mine and you thought I wanna be just like her. You came over here so you could let her boyfriend use you like the cheap tramp you are.” He grunted, letting the words ring in her ears before violating her mouth with another thrust. He pulled out to let the whore speak, using this time to rub his pulsating penis over the wrecked face of his new toy.

“Yes that’s what I wanted. This is what I wanted,” She explained while holding back the flood of tears from breaking loose. “I wanna be just like Julia and have a dick just obliterate me into I’m left as a mess.”

I could hear the sloshing sounds as he stroked his certainly wet pole.

“She looks like a mess right now doesn’t she?” He asked of me.

She did. After rubbing her down with every little drop of saliva that was pumped out of her, after having him for the first time cause her makeup to run and smear, her face red from the lack of oxygen, she looked like she was ready to break down in sobs at the horrific act she had just endured. But there wasn’t any sadness to her in fact. While she might of looked like a pornstart who’s talent is being able to take a callous facial beating, she still glowed in that sexual happiness. I wanted to take a picture of her or record her get mercilessly abused and post it on the internet. To see her up along with professional throaters and get off at the idea of just how messy these whores had gotten. I’m sure she would love that too.

“She looks like a used up whore worth the rate she charges.” I announced moaning into her ear.

“That’s putting it lightly. Give the whore a kiss, see if you can taste me on the cumrags she calls lips.” He commanded.

I felt a flutter in my stomach as I was allowed to make out with such a filthy woman. My mouth opened wide and I let out my wild tongue, licking her in and all around her freshly fucked hole. Our tongues often rubbed against each other, sending shivers down my back. We were both moaning at our gay embrace. Even after being trashed there was still something delicate to her touch, in the way she would hump her tongue against mine, or in her small yet luscious lips. We hungrily kissed, wetting our already wet faces. But as my master asked of me, I was not able to taste his specific flavor in her mouth.

“I couldn’t taste you master,” I informed, turning my head upwards to see him and exposing my neck to be divulged by her relentless mouth. “Maybe you just didn’t fuck her hard or long enough.” I suggested.

I remember shrinking myself as he stepped over me again, lowering his hips to feed the cock craving whore what she desires. I reached for his hot member and helped guide him into her mouth. I remember wanting to see her get fucked some more, extending this fluttering feeling for as long as I could. While my body was never touched, I felt a sense of pleasure. There isn’t much that compares to seeing a dick this huge force its way into a tiny submissive hole. It let my mind do the pleasing for everyone. I didn’t need a hand when every time I saw his balls planted firmly over her face sent a shock of ecstasy down the length of my body. Did I want to feel a fierce barbaric fucking from him, yes. Was I jealous that it was her instead of me right now, yes. But was this the most hot, humiliating and arousing thing I’ve ever witnessed, fuck yes it was.

I crawled out from under his legs and knelt beside him where I had a better view of her expanding neck. I rested my face on his thigh and rubbed his legs offering what little relaxation my hands could offer. Then I decided to do more than just watch.

“I don’t think you’re leaving it in her long enough,” I suggested. Before he could say anything I put my hand on his ass and pushed his hips forward, driving his cock to once more penetrate the threshold of her throat. I kept him pressed inside of her. “This should help. You really do underestimate her. This dog can handle a minute or two without breathing. Besides, we didn’t fantasized being fucked, we fantasized being broken. To have our limits be pushed. Now push her.” I said, demanding practically, but he took my words and listened to them rather than punishing me for speaking them.

Jace’s limits were also meant to be pushed today and by God they will be. He was off to a good start. His thrusts were longer, leaving her to choke more before allowing her to breathe. The way she sounded when gagging, it was always the high point of this whole face fucking process. She would make these small whimpers and cries, only to have the sound of her wet mouth get fiendishly fucked drown out her little noises. I thrived on the sound of her gulping at the end of every push, like she was swallowing his prick into her body. But still it wasn’t enough. There needed to be more.

“Look at that pretty body babe. Doesn’t it look sexy when she thrashes about, when she fights to breathe and when she loses that fight? I bet it makes you feel strong and big. I bet it makes you feel good making a woman feel so low,”

My hands continued to rub his body, soothing his skin as much as my words soothed his mind. I needed to please him mentally like how he was pleasing me. I know I was enjoying the display of utter dominance, but I couldn’t help but feel like his twisted side wasn’t getting fully off on this. I tried to lean him in the right direction. I removed my hand from his stomach, interrupting my silky touch and roughly smacked one of Sarah’s tits. She jerked violently in response and retched even harder as she couldn’t even gasp in shock.

“Ooooooo,” I moaned, rubbing the soon to be bruised area of sensitive skin. “Did you see how she flailed around. Did you hear her cry out in pain? Only to choke on your hard cock that you forced into her throat. Hit her. She’s not even a person remember? She’s an it. Your it. That body belongs to you,” I started to kiss his hip, trying to make him feel warm and loved with my sensual actions. “Just like how I belong to you.” I finished. I strayed from the submissive path in an attempt to unveil a whole new world to the one I loved. “Go ahead and hit it. Make it jump and squeal for you.”

I was slick in getting my way, watching the ever growing roughness unfold before us. It felt relieving to spectate the prowess of his firm grasp. Though she wasn’t as busty as me, she was still big in the boob area. Seeing his fingers dig into her skin and squeezing them with obvious force let a chilling ripple fly through my body. It looked so hot, having my brother control this bitch and grope her however rough the desire was. It was easy to slap his sister. There was a love and a trust between us, but there was nothing between him and Sarah, only the words of consent and reassurance. I reminded him of those words as he felt wet suction of his pet’s mouth.

Jace tried his best not to wither as he stood. His head prodding into the croaking compact hole, her tongue slithering up and down his shaft, moaning and whimpering and crying and heave while being throated. The sound resonated and vibrated all over his rod, incorporating a tiny tingle to the mix of pleasure he felt. But him and I both knew there was more to be done.

It was sudden and snake-like the way he smited her down. I squealed in my happiness, nails digging into his body, shivers ripping my body into pieces. I understood now why Jace enjoyed smacking me right up. Seeing the female body just succumb to force, hearing the sharp cry, the skin jiggle, it was all so enticing I craved to see it happen again.

“Uhhh, yeah baby, wasn’t that fun?” I questioned, egging him on to repeatedly indulge himself.

“She bit down on me, but it didn’t hurt. It felt good to feel her twitch around while I’m in her.” Jace confessed.

“Then do it again. Stuff her mouth and bruise her tits.” I groaned. I stopped being the easy schoolgirl and took on the role of being the devil on his shoulder.

My whispers of sin crawled into his ear, making him smack the whore’s breasts again. Even I convulsed with every hit. The fleshed clapped together, forcing the dutiful toy to scream and flinch. All Jace did was moan a bit harder into the air, loving every second that he got to fuck her throat and slap her chest. Overcome with immense lust, he gripped her by the neck, crushing her pipe while still inside of her, and went on a frenzy in striking her worthless body. This time nothing escaped from her mouth, every sound suppressed as he smothered her indefinitely.

“Mmmmmmh, yeah look at that cunt, can’t even beg you to stop even if she wanted to.” I pointed out. I was so hot and bothered that I took a swing or two at her. The sensation was new to me, having the shock seep into my arm and spread outward from there. I giggled playfully every time she looked distressed. “I hope that was ok for me to do master.” I hoped, remembering that I was suppose to be degraded to the same level as her.

“You’ll be put into your place soon.” He threatened.

I believed him.

“Sounds like a date babe.” I flirted, winking at him before lowering myself down between his legs again.

I became eye to eye with Sarah’s worn out face. They were bloodshot and overflowing with tears. I stroked her wet skin, petting her by the hair.

“Do you wanna stop?” I whispered, almost mouthed.

I had to make sure she was ok. No matter how exhilaratingly satisfying it was to watch her get slapped and abused orally, it would have to end the second she wanted to. But like I thought, expecting nothing less than from the whore I’ve come to know, she didn’t want any of this to end. I leaned down and pressed my lips against her ears,

“You’re such a lucky girl,” I whispered. “You won’t believe how bad I’ve been craving that cock to pummel me into bits,” I bit my lip, trying my best to remember the feeling of his prestigious penis splitting me open at his command. I took a deep breath to steady myself, finding my center as a sub. “You’re welcome for this.” I concluded. I gave her a kiss on the forehead and reared myself back to watch the vulgar display of burning desire.

I felt naughty, touching myself between my wet thighs, behind my master’s back. I wasn’t given permission to touch my cunt but I did it anyways. I hoped that if I got caught I would be punished like Sarah, have my mouth turn into a pussy and my breasts be the means of stress relief. I rubbed harder when I saw his slightly toned back flex with his stretching arm, followed by the sound of her sun kissed skin be slapped by my brother’s sturdy and strong palm. Things became especially sexy when he removed his spit dripping tool and smacked her tits again. This time we heard her in her natural state of being. She screamed, letting an ‘ow’ slip through her clenched teeth. The initial outburst was followed by a pulsating whimper. I slipped my fingers between the folds my pussy with the echos of her howl ringing in my head.

“You’re right,” Jace began. “She does sounds sexy when we hit her,” He confessed.

“I knew she would. I also knew she would be able to take you on,” I reminded. My removed my hand from my sensitive area, getting a sense that he was going to turn around. He did.

He turned his head to see me, grinning so hard his soul shined through the glow in his eyes.

“I guess you know everything,” The next word he mouthed, unable to say it outloud in the company of others, the word ‘sis.’

I felt a tremor charge my nerves, from my neck to the tips of my toes, setting all the neurons on edge. I wanted to shout out so bad for my little brother to make me cum on his cock. As dirty as she is I’m sure that was a line Sarah wouldn’t cross. I just let the urge simmer, returning my attention to what sights my eyes beheld. I watched him rub the swollen head of his dick around the soaked lips of his broken in toy. Well not fully broken in. She managed to hold her own through a face fucking but Jace still had no idea if she could take him in her ass and cunt. Most days I can barely even keep myself conscious, let alone ride him into his sixth orgasm.

“I’m feeling only one mouth here,” Jace pointed out, “You need to come here and change that.” He stated.

I need to? How arousing for him to tell me I need to come please him. Not that it’s suggested. No. It’s what needs to be done. I need to go over there and share his cock and the responsibility it takes to please it entirely.

“Mhhm, you’re right baby. I do need to.” I agreed with.

I started to crawl back to my place under all the action. I thought I would work my way to the tip, leaving the messy tongue heavy make out against his dick with Sarah for the end. I coerced one of his sperm churning balls into my mouth, tugging at it hard and licked away at it hungrily. My hand ran up his leg until the palm of my hand laid across the the droopy sack. Around the base of his balls my hand gripped around it. His luscious man bits were now in my grasp, hanging from the webbing of my thumb. I could take the whole length of his dick, but could I inhale both his nuts into my mouth and keep them there while my tongue did its work. I set the goal for myself. I started with just half of the sack, working my way up progressively in taking more of him in me.

“Ohhhhh,” Jace exhaled, the sensation of two warm mouths on the most sensitive parts of his body sent him into a state of sex induced serenity. “I told you that you needed to be here. It’s like both you girls belong right where you are.” He hooted.

I smiled. I remembered feeling the exact same way as soon as we started this relationship. My place had suddenly become at his feet awaiting his next desire. I let the slick skin slip from my mouth.

“Did ya hear that Sarah? We finally found our place.” I felt the lust in the muscles of my face.

She moaned approvingly, accepting along with me her new apparent role in life. Who knows how long this was suppose to last. Everything was in the heat of the moment, and the moment called to be owned absolutely.

“Good whore. It makes me a happy owner to see such accepting holes.” He added.

I giggled, flicking him over my lips, “Of course Sir.” I reassured.

Sarah popped the tip out of her mouth, rubbing the underhead against the wetness of her face. “Yeah Sir. Always accepting.” She piled on.

We resumed our lusting over his sensitive region. I started to soak up more and more of his balls, wanting so bad to engulf him like I would his rod. I tried to squeeze more of him into me with my hand, literally stuffing him inside. I loved what this male organ does for me. Inside was a delectable, thick and warm drink that not only satisfied me and my lascivious craving, but it was also healthy. What wasn’t to love? I wanted to make sure that his body, specifically these cum casting machines, knew just how much I love and appreciate them. I let my damp lips and wide mouth explain it to him. With the occasional rub of my silken long fingers. I bet there was a huge load waiting for us. It had to be building up greatly this whole time. It felt like we’ve been here for a couple of hours already. Who’s keeping track anyways?

Taking him in had become a breeze. His ramming rod had become used to the flow of her mouth and found it tight but not impossible to penetrate. The power of her suction matched that of my own, coveting his body equally and strongly. I could feel my wetness run down my legs, just overflowing with a steady torrent of juices. I think it was safe to say that all of us were having fun, mentally, physically, even both at times. My left hand, the one that is said to be evil and sinful, shuffled between my clit and the base of his cock. I would be lapping away at his sack and remember that my fingers are rubbing against my vagina, or they would be rubbing his shaft, sometimes gripping it and jerking him off while he was halfway deep into his pet’s mouth. Baby brother has been unexpectedly able to withstand all this pleasure, keeping his load at bay.

“I still can’t get over how big you are Jace,” Sarah vented. “Have you gotten used to it J?” She asked, taking a moment to marvel in the male glory.

I let his balls plop out of my mouth, “Nope. Still gets me every time,” I explained. “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to it.” I planted my lips on his thigh, wanting my words and kiss to be more sensual and emotional than sexual. I hope he’s smiling up there on his throne of dominance, feeling the overpowering sensation of my sisterly love travel through his thigh and up into his heart.

“Way to sell it J.” Sarah said, returning the lovely tip back into her throat.

I let my windpipe hum in victory as I felt the entirety of Jace’s filling sack into the crevice between my lips. The sounds of his trembling moans bounced off the walls of our home. My tongue massaged his fragile manhood. I made sure to treat him with such delicate care, never pressing too hard against him, keeping my teeth far away from each other as I could. I let my mouth become snug paradise in which I refused to let him leave.

“God this feels amazing.” He cried.

His body was loose, the feeling of our hot mouths melted away any tension his body possessed. It was like a full body rub down except sexier and more intense. Us subjects are the would be masseuses in the way that we relieve stress. Sometimes with our hands. Sometimes, more often than not, we used a much more desired technique. We use our cunts and mouths.

“I bet you get all the girls to suck your cock and balls.” Sarah complimented.

Our master laughed between his shuddering gasps, realizing that he is seen in such a high regard.

“You’d be surprised.” He informed.

His monster slid out of the toy’s mouth. He let the tip rub around her precious, dripping lips. Sarah reacted by letting out a ravenous moan along with her tongue to meet the head of his meat. I continued on being the sexual vacuum I am.

“You’re telling me you haven’t had at least three girls bowing down and worshiping this big juicy dick of yours?” Sarah wondered. If only she knew that he was a virgin until two weeks ago, where his big sister decided that he would be the ultimate fuck.

“Can’t say that I’ve had.” He answered, torn between watching the whore work his cock and throwing his head back and letting his eyes roll into the back of his skull.

“Unbelievable.” Sarah whispered before kissing the underhead.

Consumed completely with submissive lust, Sarah’s hands began to wonder among Jace’s body. She would run her hands up and down his thighs, trickling the skin inside of his legs. She often guided her hand up to his ass, where she would give him a playful squeeze and a push to make him slide deeper into her mouth. Jace didn’t mind the straying hands. I know for a fact that he loved it when I scratched his ass in an attempt to try to have him thrust deeper into me. He said it was kind of kinky and gave him a new feeling of pleasure. I made sure to graze my tips against the skin of his butt, just enough to not make him feel awkward and to keep him stimulated. He didn’t voice a protest every time her tiny fingers pressed tightly against the foreign flesh.

“I can’t even start to describe how good you girls feel.” He breathed, quite heavily so.

“Try baby.” I challenged, putting a stop, for only an instance, to my fierce tonguing.

Jace took a breath to steady himself, the overwhelming pleasure brought weakness to his knees.

“It’s one thing to have someone suck me off,” Until today I was that only someone. “But her throat is so small. It feels good to just see her neck bulge out and knowing that it’s my dick that’s making her choke. Every time she has a little hiccup I feel her clench around me. I can feel the nerves just explode for a split second before it goes up my dick and into my body, where the feeling dies out.”

Sarah gave a slutty chuckle, mouth full of cock. Of course she would be happy to hear that she’s this fun pleasing toy. Honestly, I was getting a little jealous. Baby brother wasn’t paying much attention to me. He wants to have fun with his new toy, and I don’t blame him. But I want to feel like his baby girl again. I want him to fuck MY mouth senseless. Not that I don’t enjoy suckling away at his droopy bits.

“And that’s only half of it.” He continued. “Your tongue. God it’s like I can feel every taste bud just grind against my balls. The way you suck them both into your mouth, your warm and wet mouth, and how you go about licking every inch that’s inside of you. It multiplies the pleasure. All the sensitive nerves below my waist are being shocked and tended to. Between your hands and mouths, you girls are giving me a whole body entrancing experience.”

I smiled as much as I could, my lips sliding across the delicate skin of his well sucked sack.

“Looks like you’re a girl again.” I teased. My hand snaked its way onto her cheek, stroking her softly at the rewarding realization.

“Feels good to be a girl again,” She giggled. Her eyes opened to see me looking at her, sharing a stare of sheer bliss. “I’m your girl, put happily in her place.”

I watched as she left her gaping mouth be roughly violated by the constant brutal thrusts of my brother’s engorged cock. I rub his legs and silently got off on the muffled cries and piercing gags. With every exit of his harden staff, another glob of spit was pulled out and left to litter the face of our poor mistress.

“Julia, hang yourself right next to Sarah.” Jace suddenly demanded.

Being the obedient sister I am, I climbed onto the couch and joined my friend, hanging my unfucked face from the edge of the seat.

“Kiss.” Jace commanded, breathlessly.

Yippie. We both turned to each other and locked our lips with one another’s. I could feel the accumulated mass of mess smear itself all over the lower half of my face. I was shocked to feel her jaw constantly open and close as she devoured my face with such vigor. She showed no signs of an aching jaw or sore mouth. For someone who doesn’t usually use her mouth, she wan managing the viciousness that overcame Jace.

I opened my eyes, my tongue had been sucked inside Sarah’s mouth, and I looked to our master. His glistening member hung over us, intimidating and also arousing us. His hand was slowly working it back and forth, making sure the blistering nerves are being paid attention to as he feasts upon our lesbian scene. I upped the ante. My left hand crossed over my own body and rested itself upon the exposed chest of Sarah.

“You like watching us get it on?” I asked while she moved down to kiss my neck. Slowly but surely her wetness was spreading all over my own face and hair. It upset me that I was getting dirty in the most subtle and clean way possible. I didn’t earn all this spit that soiled my looks.

“Two sluts naked and making out with each other, what’s not to love?” Jace spoke.

Our eyes were linked as I moaned with slight exaggeration, egging our owner on.

“Master,” I began, the air thinning in my chest. “May I request something?” I began to beg.

“What is it?” He asked, quite possibly feeling charitable.

“Tell her to rub my pussy.” I pleaded. My crotch has been on fire and it’s so swollen in anticipation for one’s touch. I’ve never been the means of pleasure for so long. By now I would have been fucked at least by a cock. But Jace was holding out and enjoying every second of this moment. Maybe I had trained him in endurance too much.

“Fine. Sarah, you know what to do.” He allowed.

Immediately I felt her tiny hand dart down my body. Those small fingertips knew exactly where to touch me. I was at the point of screaming as her digits continued rubbing me with such robustness and while her mouth ravished my neck.

“Oooooooh Sarah. Don’t stop. Ohhhh-”

My eyes shot open as I bestowed a large cock slide into my moaning mouth. Jace took advantage of the situation and decided that there would be no more of a perfect moment to use my mouth.

He slid in effortlessly. My tongue went on licking him like it had a mind of its own. I could feel the protruding veins against my spongy muscle. No doubt he was enjoying my endless humming courtesy of Sarah’s feminine touch.

“Fuhck mehh,” I gargled.

Sarah laughed beside me, picking up the pace between my thighs. It was more than a tingling. My clit was being stimulated rapidly, the pressure and pleasure just building, no time to come down, no time to have the joy fade out into my body. I was being beaten down with glee as my pussy was finally given attention. I was so lost in the feel good that I almost didn’t hear Jace.

“I’m gonna cum.” He gasped.

Oh my God. How long have we been here? How long has his balls been building this gooey, luscious load? Sarah has no idea what she’s in for. Jace slipped out my mouth, my hungry mouth sucking so hard that it felt like he had to fight to get out of my hole.

“Does he cum a lot?” The naive girl questioned.

I glanced to Jace, smiling at the answer, and then looked to the red faced slut next to me.

“Buckets babe.” I answered. I tongued her mouth before she could say anything else.

“And you girls are going to share. Don’t swallow until I say you can. Got it?”

Inside I groaned, wanting to slurp up every drop for myself and swallow it after a quick swirl of my mouth. But instead I smiled behind my kisses, one with the mind of Sarah.

“Yes master.” We both said in the same tone of sluttyness.

“Get ready girls.” He warned.

So bad did I want to tell him that I loved him just like how a big sister should, that I feel for him deeply and care so much for him. Instead I was forced into silence in order to keep our rouse intact. Jace was just a well endowed boyfriend, to Sarah’s understanding. If only she knew. She’d probably call me every dirty name in the book. She’d probably think I was fucked in the head. Even if I was, I can say without a doubt that in the time I’ve been sexual I have never felt so good and at peace then when Jace is pounding into my tight pussy. I wonder if Sarah could understand that, or if she’ll even give me the chance to explain. I’m not going to lie, this whole secret family fuck is such a turn on. I must be wet down to my knees.

Together we turned to face the near exploding cock.

“Ahhhhhh.” We sounded off.

To my eyes I picked up on the signs I had come to know of his. His legs locked, his calves bulging in a tone of muscle. I heard his breath go from incredibly heavy to almost ghostly. Under his thick hand and rod, I saw his balls tense and bunch upward. Those bad boys were stirring up the last bits of seman before sending it out. And finally, I saw his cock twitch as a large heavy rope of cum flew into my mouth. Jace couldn’t stop jerking himself if he wanted to. He was now stuck in the motion of blowing up in pleasure. His leaky dick switched between mouths. Before the next shot of deliciousness spewed out he aimed into the smaller target that is Sarah’s mouth. She gave out a surprised squeal as she felt the hotness seep into her tongue. Again it was my turn to get another blast. Part of me wanted to grab him by the ass and have him plunge into my throat.

Hooooooly fuck!” He screamed. “It feels s-so good to fill up your l-little m-mouths. Y-you can’t swallow y-yet.” He reminded.

His whole body convulsed in what I could only imagine is the best feeling he could ever feel. Without haste I could feel the dense liquid fill my mouth right up. From my mouth I felt my nervous system spread joy throughout my body, shockwaves of satisfaction tormenting my physical state of being. I could only imagine what it must’ve of felt like to be blessed with this whole load, having it leak out the sides of my mouth and coating my entire throat from mouth to stomach. I’d be so full, I probably wouldn’t eat for a day or two, just stuffed with his savoring cum.

After what felt like minutes, graciously, Jace’s body started to loosen up. My hole was at capacity yet still I jerked him closer and gave him my final jerk, coaxing the remains into the vast pool of sperm in my mouth.

“I can s-see how bad you wanna swallow all that goodness up.” Jace said, catching the fleeting air from his body. He was still twitching. “Now, why don’t you guys share your reward. I don’t think Sarah got enough Julia. Fix that.” He commanded.

I rolled over on top of her miniscule body. She smiled a cummy smile and opened her used mouth wider for me. Against every fiber of my body, I let the viscid contents of my mouth spill over my bottom lip. I could see the thickness of it slowly fall into her hole. I gave her every slither of spit and cum I had in me, I practically poured it down her throat, but like a good slut she didn’t swallow. It was so much, her compact mouth couldn’t hold it all. Luckily I was there to lick up the streams that ran down her face. She welcomed my cummy tongue happily, laughing as she felt my vulturous intentions.

“That’s a good girl Julia.” Jace mocked, knowing just how bad I crave his cum every time we return to the throes of our passion. This was probably some test of submission, to see if I would do whatever he asked of me despite how bad I want to go against it. It made me feel so cheap, so hot and bothered.

“Now Sarah, what do you say to her for giving you her share of cum?” He teased.

“Faank yuhhh.” She managed under all that man juice.

Jace was amused, his hand returning to the slow pace of jerking himself off. I looked up to see him grin at the power that hadn’t seem to fade even after his orgasm.

“You see Sarah, I promised this cumrag here that I wouldn’t waste any cum as long as she’s around. So why don’t you get up on top of her and give her that creamy mouthful of yours. I know my baby girl loves my cum. Don’t you cockwhore?” He egged on.

“Of course Sir.” I said brainlessly as I felt myself go from top to bottom. I eagerly opened my mouth and awaited my reward.

“Why don’t you tease her a bit.” Jace suggested, the bastard.

Sarah lifted her chin but kept hovering over me. She pinned my arms down and had the strength to keep them down. Leaning and using my limbs as support has made the weak, unable to combat the force holding them down. She let a drip exude from her mouth. It took forever for it to slime down her chin, dangle in the air, and have the weight of it bring it down into my dying mouth. I craned my neck as far is it could and slurped the delectable substance with no shame or hesitation.

“Oh please master, let me have it,” I squirmed. “Please let me drink your huge load of yummy cum.” My pleading like a desperate whore was obviously satisfying him to the core.

He grabbed Sarah by the head and leaned her head back, making sure I wouldn’t get an accidental trickle.

“Maybe I’ll have Sarah swallow this whole thing.” He threatened.

I groaned under her, almost on the verge of throwing a fit.

He leaned in close to her, the smell of our cum filling his nostrils, relishing in the aftermath of his dominance.

“I’d make you do anything I crave,” He reminded, his voice soft and low, yet it made it even more frightening and stern. “If I say swallow, every drop will need to be down in your stomach or a punishment will be had. Understand?” He yanked her hair up and down, forcing her to nod. “Good toy!” He said bubbly. “Now spit all that gunk over her mouth. Shower her.”

I barely opened my mouth in time. Jace shoved her face down right above mine. I felt her lips part as the bumped across my own. I was in Heaven. Quickly, the warm strong scented substance filled my yearning hole. I moaned so loud as I became this cup for his sperm. I loved every second of it. Especially when he made her spit on my face, forcing every bit onto me. My face was thoroughly wet now, and I could taste her saliva mixed with the sweet bitterness of my brother’s cum. He let her go, rolling to the end of the couch. I achieved eye contact with him, edging on the permission of being able to indulge myself in my lascivious desire.

“Swallow.” He said, boldly and near silently.

It took two separate gulps to finish off the reserve. My neck was coated in the thick juice and felt it slowly inch down into my stomach. I felt so incredibly satisfied, almost as good as cumming. The toasty sensation that came from feeling his boy batch reach my grumbling stomach spread to the very tips of my extremities. My moans sounded off after the much needed gasp of air. I let my hand run down my mouth, over my neck, between my tits and finally over my stomach. I rubbed it knowing I was full of incestous seed.

“So tasty,” I exhaled.

“I’m not much of a swallower myself.” Sarah pointed out, her body curled up near the arm of the couch. Jace plopped himself on the opposite side, leaving me still upside down in the middle. “I’m more of a spit it out and rub my tits with it, kind of gal.” She admitted.

“I don’t think your tits would have been big enough for this load.” I said.

“There was a part of me that wanted to try and swallow it. I got a small taste after I spat it into your mouth. It was salty but I wanted more.” Sarah informed.

I felt myself laugh. “My baby’s cum will do that to you.” I clarified.

“Maybe next time I’ll let Julia throw a fit and have her watch as you knock back a load of mine.” Jace offered. I, of course, was not pleased with it.

“Do you always cum that much? I felt like I was at a gangbang.” Sarah enlightened.

Jace and I both laughed. “Oh yeah, this wasn’t even the first load he’s shot today. There was so much that it spilled down to my tits. It mixed well with the syrup.” I joked, remembering the breakfast fiasco that felt like a black out drunk fuck.

She turned onto her back, splitting her gaze between me and Jace.

“You guys are so wild.” She pointed out.

Maybe we were. We were definitely free spirited. We pleased whatever desires we wanted from each other. Maybe we were wild and passionate and loving but rough and completely untamable. I’m happy with that.

“You girls are ok though right?” Jace wondered, the dominance slipping away, leaving the caring man I knew my brother to be.

“I can say for sure that I have never been so harshly fucked and used. My face almost feels violated, abused kind of.” Sarah voiced. I’m sure he was more concerned for her, knowing that I was ok with how he treated me since he knew me so well. She was new, and this was new between them. Surprisingly, thankfully, there was a compatibility between them, or maybe she wanted him that bad and needed to be reminded of what she truly was.

“But you’re ok though?” He questioned again.

Sarah smiled, letting that look wash over the both of us. “I am ok. More than ok. I enjoyed it all. So don’t you worry big boy. I would have stopped you if I wanted to.” She assured.

Jace too now smiled, feeling relief along with the fading tingles from his spine.

“See?” I pointed out, “I told you she could handle herself.” I reminded.

“Of course. You need to remember that little Julia here wasn’t submissive until she met me. So you’re welcome for that.” Sarah felt comically smug now, and with that the mood lightened to something above friendly.

I picked myself up and laid my not so fucked face on my brother’s bare lap. I gave his softening penis a quick peck, making him feel relaxed and loved before settling in with him on the couch.

“Well thank you. It feels good knowing I got a pair of girls that beg to be fucked.” Jace said with such guy like bravado.

“You can always make it up to me by pounding my other holes as hard as you did my mouth.” She shot back at him, feeding off of the lingering sexuality in the air.

“Soon. Why don’t we take a little break before diving into the thick of things.” He suggested, feeling spent after face fucking us until he blew his wad.

“I know something thick you can dive into..” Sarah whispered, following the advice that was spoken.

That’s the second to last thing I remember before falling asleep. We were all so tired, even though our bodies were itching to be pounded further than already. If I knew Sarah, which I do, I know her pussy is aching the same as my own. But after dishing out delicious baby batter twice, it would be better if we let the big man sleep. He was going to have to fuck two girls this time.

I remember seeing my friend curl up into herself, knees next to face, hands tucked under her chin. She fell asleep almost instantly, not caring that her face was covered with her own spit, and maybe some of my own. She was in her element, a primal fuck fest, happily used. What a role model to follow. I turned my head to look up at Jace. My body climbed his and soon enough I was near his ear, resting on his shoulder. He was beginning to nod off himself, God knows he’s earned a rest. But he was still there with me, slowly slipping into the sleeping world. I pressed my lips against the lobe of his ear, and removed myself from the ever growing weight on my back.

“I love you little brother.” I whispered.

The second those words left my mouth I felt a soulful kind of warmness wash over me. It blessed me so calmly that it was perfectly tranquil. I saw the smile spread across his face. He leaned me closer and kissed me on my forehead, not needing to return the words for I already knew them. But he said them anyways.

“I love you too Julia.”

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As luck would have it, the living room clock was still working and within view. On the couch we all laid, yet only I had awoken from my slumber. It has only been an hour and a half since we fell asleep. Maybe because I was more of a witness rather than a means of pleasure, I didn’t need rest as bad as these two. I managed to slide off of Jace, leaving him in his state of sleep. I stretched my arms as far as they could, unstiffening my long and curvy body. The feeling of my bones setting into place after cracking soothed me over. I made my way silently into the kitchen, grabbing a sports drink and consuming it as fast as I would if it came from my brother’s penis. I needed to be at my fullest today when he decided he wants to take us.

After vanquishing my thirst, I returned to the living room. Sarah’s face was dry now, but I could still smell the essence of our sex on her. I was going to have to steam vacuum this couch if I were to ever rid of it of our sins. But it was only friday, so I swatted away the thought and replaced them with the countless possibilities there was now that there was a third party.

“Just wait until you feel him split you open. You won’t ever wanna leave.” I spoke softly to the unconscious girl before me.

I can’t wait to see her puny body be utterly stuffed to the limit by my lover’s cock. I’d have a front row seat, spaces away from her parted lips and seeing her cunt become tight around his massive girth. She might even ask him to fuck her ass, or maybe he might decide that he wants her ass and fucks it anyways. I still don’t know if I want this to happen before or after he fucks my own twat. Both these desires are lighting a fire in my stomach. There was so much left to do, positions to assume, body parts to lick and suck, hours of fucking still to do. Then it hit me. It was three months into being roommates with Sarah when she confessed to me a desire she holds close to her horny heart.

I found myself kneeling in front of her. Both of her skinny tanned legs were closed, that was until I softly parted them, leaving her thighs wide and open for whatever I pleased. She stirred quietly in her doze, yet remained as such. The aroma of her hot pussy filled me even before I moved any closer to her. It was so strong. It called to me. Without much thought, I leaned forward and planted a much needed kiss on her bald cunt. It was slow, soft, with a light touch. Her little clit rubbed against my upper lip up to the point where I took it into my mouth. I had her sensitive organ and half of her soaking lips in my mouth, and I took my sweet time running my tongue over it all. Soon enough, I had her moaning in her sleep.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I heard a hiss.

I lifted up my alerted head up to see Jace staring at me wide eyed. Even caught in the middle of a shocking discovery, my hand still rubbed the sleeping pussy.

“I woke up and both of you were still sleeping. I wanted her.” I explained simply.

“What is it with you and giving head to someone who’s sleeping?” He brought up.

That’s right. I sucked him off while he was sleeping one night. I forgot about that. Why do I love doing things while people were dozing off?

“It’s kinky?” I tried to answer.

There was a chance that this couldn’t be explained through words. And I took that chance.

“Come try it out.” I proposed. And like I’ve seen many times before, he had this doof confused face on. “She opened her mouth when she started moaning. Her head is right on the arm rest. Go around and poke around in there.” I went on to clarify.

“What if she wakes up and freaks out?” He thought of with a paranoid mind.

I felt something wicked rise in me, something taboo and naughty. Like there wasn’t enough of that already.

“She won’t freak out. She’ll love it. She told me.” I edged on.

“She told you?” He repeated.

“She sure did,” I went down to give her another deep and slow lick. She roused slightly. “She told me that she wanted to get piss drunk and have guys just come and use her. She said she hoped they would take pictures of it and show it to her the next day. Come on, don’t you know what it’s like to have a fantasy come true little brother?” I put on my innocent sultry face, trying to convince him to join the darkside.

He said nothing, but instead rose from his seat and slowly waded around the couch and next to our sleeping beauty.

“I swear you better not be lying sis.” He said but the dominance has long faded from him and has yet to return to him.

“Would I ever steer you wrong hun?” I cooed, keeping eye contact as I give her kitty another stroke of my spongy muscle. “You should taste her. She tastes just like how you would imagine a whore to taste like.” I spouted, unsure of the poetic garbled mess of a description I just released into the world. But it seemed to excite him.

With his limp dick in his hand, he carefully navigated himself to the entrance of Sarah’s sleeping mouth. From the way her chest heaved up and down I could sense that her breath was something hard. I’m sure the warmth was something of an alluring quality to him. I went on with my sneaky tongue attack, watching my brother ease himself into the orifice of my sleeping friend.

“Woah,” Jace mumbled.

I leaned up from between her wide legs. “What is it?” I asked.

“She’s kind of sucking me.” He said, still surprised at the fact.

“Now what kind of girl would suck a dick in her sleep? One who wants a dick in her sleep.” I made clear. Who would have thunk it, she really likes her male counterparts.

“I guess you’re right. This is kind of fun.” He admitted sheepishly. Big sister always knows best.

“Just slowly stick that cock inside of her,” I whispered, “Let her wake up when you’re balls deep in her.” I think I really do have a fetish for sleeping partners.

Who knows how long we were there silently taking advantage of our newly acquired toy. The living room clock was just some distant reminder. Time didn’t really exist right now. Time was only measured in the bountifulness of Jace’s load, and it was always a ton. By now I had licked her thoroughly and am at the point where I give her the occasional insertion of my tongue. It was difficult to maintain myself, to keep from diving into her and ravish her as she laid on my couch. I swear the build up to this upcoming fuck will make this such an intense experience. Surely I was going to pass out. Almost certain of it.

Jace was gingerly enjoying the slut by nature mouth that was gracefully wrapped around his rod. He found most of his pleasure by rubbing the tip, and underside, around her lips. Their fullness and softness is what was making quietly sound off in glee. Sarah here was quite the sleeper, only shuffling dimly as we extracted oral pleasure from her. If only we had a camera.

“When do you think she’ll wake up?” Jace wondered. He was probably getting impatient as well.

“Well she’s sober, so I assume a little roughness just might do it.” I hypothesized.

And just like that I saw her hold her head steady and hastily shoved as much as he could of his half hard cock into her mouth. I felt her become startled as she was being pulled from the realm of sleep. She tried to talk but found it difficult when she realized it was more than her tongue in there. I laughed, my mouth enveloping her cunt. Jace released himself from her oral grasp, where she began coughing and mumbling through her haze.

“What th-” Another coughing fit. “What the hell is going on?” She wondered, suddenly cut off by the sensation of a tongue lapping at her palatable clit. “Oh fuck, J-Julia. That feels so good. H-how long have you been doing this?” She asked, waking up more and more with every mouthy stroke.

“Half an hour?” I guessed from between her legs. I stopped and placed my focus on her thighs. She loves it when I kiss her all over.

“Y-you couldn’t w-wake me up?” There was a tone of disappointment in her voice. She didn’t want to miss out on anything. But with the way her body was shaking, I knew that this was only getting better and better for her. “Were you… Fucking my mouth?” She gasped the moment her eyes fell on his member.

“I was trying to.” Jace said cooly.

I’m surprised she didn’t cum right then and there.

“Oh my God this is so hot. Wow. Remind me to come here whenever I get smashed. Feel free to use me if I do.” She winked at Jace, happily getting ahead of herself. “Damn Julia, it feels like it’s been forever since you’ve been down there.” She opened up.

I hummed into her tight hole. “You’re telling me.” I said, my desire for this long lost pleasure matching her own.

“You should go help her sexy. You’re not afraid of my luscious round ass are you?” She questioned.

Jace took this as a challenge, leaving her to squeal about what was in store for her. She twisted around in her spot and was now on her knees, draped over the armrest. I sat on the floor and was leveled with her hips, my torrent of licks didn’t stop. I could feel my brother climb on the couch and crawl to her awaiting ass. With having him eat away at my puckered hole I knew of the pleasure he brought forth with that magnificent mouth of his. Sarah is going to have to cling onto this couch.

I envied this slut. Not only was I hungrily eating away at her wonderful pussy, but our master was pleasing her asshole. I could only imagine feeling his tough tongue drag itself across my own almost virgin hole and to have someone else be sucking on my clit at the same time. Oh the tastes of both things combined. I wanted to be in both places at once, that is when I wasn’t wishing I was the one having their holes ravished.

“Having fun?” I asked my lover. I reared back from her body to see him smile mid-lick. He pulled away and smiled towards me.

“Tons.” He answered. If only it stayed that way.

“Holy shit,” We heard Sarah gasp.

I hovered over her mound, letting my breath plaster itself over her privates.

“Is it starting to be too much for you to handle?” I joked. I continued like nothing was amiss.

She stopped breathing hard, and I guess that should have been the first clue.

“No way in Hell.” She muttered. Keeping to myself, my mind too busy with the thoughts of being sufficiently pleased myself, I did not take her words as a bad thing. In fact I heard them as quite the opposite.

I heard Jace stop, the sucking and slurping noise ceased. He was probably kissing her ass all over, embracing the sun kissed skin as much as he can. We would have that in common. I too spent countless minutes and kisses appreciating that gorgeous ass.

“Oh fuck.” I heard him utter.

It was so surreal, his voice. It felt like the moment a car hits a patch of ice and all control is lost. That was the start of the spiral.

I slithered out from between her legs and viewed those in front of me. Jace was ghost white, frozen behind her bent over body. I turned my head to see Sarah, who’s mouth was gaping in shock while staring off. I didn’t know what was going on. I tried getting Jace’s attention, waving in front of him, nudging him, but nothing would give.

“Babe what’s wrong?” I asked tenderly, trying to comfort the obviously bothered lover in front of me.

He said nothing.

“How could… Why… Julia?” Sarah fumbled out loud.

It hit me like a two ton truck. She wasn’t just staring off. She was focused on something across the room, eyes fixated and unable to move away from the revealing horror. I followed her sight, and like them, I caught on.

“Sarah, I can explain,” I started.

She broke her gaze, looking directly at me, almost into my very own soul. I felt the room go cold, my blood freezing over and the oxygen get sucked out of the room. This is what I feared I’ll feel when I first propositioned Jace.

“What the fuck!?” Sarah screamed. She looked back to the christmas photo of our family. She saw Jace, how he looked like our parents, how he stood and wrapped his arm around me by the shoulders. I had lied and said I had only met Jace when summer started. But it was more than obvious that I was still just an awkward teenager in the photo, dated years back.

“Don’t freak out,” I tried to do my best at damage control.

“Don’t freak out!? You let your brother skull fuck us! Do you realize what I just said. We let your brother dominate and use our mouths like a cheap prom date!” She yelled.

This was such a mistake. I should have never invited her. Oh fuck, what if she tells people, we are so screwed.

“How long have you being… Doing this?” She interrogated.

I almost didn’t know what to say. I was so scared, God knows how Jace is feeling right now. I wish it was just me and him in this world. No one else. No one to hide from, just loving each other endlessly and carelessly.

“Two weeks.” I answered, my voice so shrill it was almost inaudible.

She kept up her stare, letting the information soak through her, processing it the best she could. Her eyes kept darting back and forth between us. Unable to look at either one of us for more than a full second.

“Do you have any idea…” Her voice trailed off.

“We know. We know it’s wrong. But… We haven’t been able to stop. It just feels so right. Please just don’t tell anyone.” I begged.

What would we do if this got out? I couldn’t stop panicking, my heart felt like it was tiptoeing the edge of exploding. Jace is going to get in trouble and it would all be my fault. God what have I done?

“Do you have any idea…” She started again. I looked up from the floor, matching that incriminating gaze of her’s. Then she hit me with it. Fuck i didn’t think it would make me feel like this…

“... Just how… Hot this is?”

“What?” Jace and I spewed.

What just happened?

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