by Skye Darrel
He clenches his jaw. “Don’t push me too hard, sis. I’ve been waiting for too long.”
I let go off his cock and lie back, my body burning. “So have I.”
He thrusts once, hard and savage, and his cock plunges inside me to the base. My walls grip him. A sharp cry leaves my throat. I buck up and gasp.
“So tight,” he hisses. “Still so tight.”
The air leaves my lungs as he drives in again. Hard, long thrusts hurtle into me, and each time he slams down I cry out. He ruts into me like an animal, and I can feel him tense.
“I’m coming,” he groans.
“Not yet.”
“Fuck!”
In agony, so close, he grabs my breasts and suckles them, and his cheeks cave in, his cock pumping faster despite his control. My walls clench him and I rub down his tremoring flanks. His cock squelches in my sopping hole, pumping deeper and harder.
The rhythm is brutal, my pleasure sharp. He stretches me with each thrust, an attack that scorches my tender walls. The pain of losing my virginity is smothered by the heat bursting in my belly.
“Stop.”
He shakes to a halt halfway in my pussy. The muscles of his chest flex and the vein on his neck pulses. “Not fair.”
“One thrust.”
He swings his hips hard, making me scream.
“Stop!”
My brother obeys, his huge cock buried in my flesh. I comb through his hair and savor the control I have.
His abs cave in and puff out, the muscles crunched together in ridges. “Fuck!”
There’s a knock on the door.
“You two all right in there?” Daddy’s voice.
“Yes!” Chris shouts. “Tell him,” he says to me.
“We’re fine, Daddy!”
“Good girl. You take care of your brother but don’t let him get too rough. Then come down to dinner.” Daddy’s voice fades.
“You heard him,” I whisper and smile, blinking away tears. “You heard Daddy.”
Chris shakes his head in frustration. “He’s not the boss of me.”
“You get one more thrust,” I say. “Just one.”
My brother sucks in a breath and draws out slowly. Our eyes lock. A shiver passes up my spine. He slams down, deeper than he’s ever gone, ripping the air from my lungs, and I feel my orgasm starting, the tightening spasms in my walls, the clenching of my muscles, the balloon of pressure stretched to its thinnest.
Right before I spill over, I whisper in his ear, “Cum.”
He jerks and shudders, his cock throbbing inside me. He gnaws on my nipple as he floods me with hot cum. Still coming, his mouth smashes mine. My brother swallows my cries as he fills me with seed.
A tide roars through me from head to toe and I arch under him. My orgasm explodes. White hot, blinding me for an instant.
We’re joined together for minutes. I can’t hear anything but the blood rushing in my ears. The feel of his cock becomes unbearable, my walls too sensitive.
“Get off,” I squeal. “Get off!”
Chris pulls out and slumps down at my side. It’s a long while before either of us can move.
“I love you, sis.”
I smile. “You listened.”
He kisses my stomach. His eyes glimmer. “Yeah. Next time, you listen to me.”
“Ooh. What are you gonna do?”
“You’ll see.”
◆◆◆
“That’s a good girl,” Daddy says, his hands on my breasts. “Suck my cock like a good little princess.”
I’m kneeling between his legs on Daddy’s bed. I frown and pout around his thick meat. It’s been three days since he took my virginity. Daddy’s been working from home. And he’s been working me.
“Daddy, I wish you wouldn’t talk to me like that all the time.”
“Like what?” he growls.
I lick his cum off my lips and blush. “Like I’m your slut. I only took your car once. You’ve been taking me for days.”
Daddy groans when I rub my fingers around the groove of his cock head. He squeezes my breast and tips my chin up.
“I’ve been making you cum for days,” he says. “I can’t get enough of your pussy, baby girl.”
His voice thickens and he lunges forward. Daddy spreads me out on the bed. He glares at my dewy folds and rubs them gently. Then his mouth is on me, twirling and dragging, setting my skin on fire. He flicks at my clit and I tuck my legs up, writhing as moans tumble from my mouth. Daddy knows how to make me hot.
“I love you, Princess. I love to make you cum.”
“Yes,” I breathe. Sharp tickles build up in my walls and I hold his head down as an orgasm swells.
Then he stops and kisses my belly button.
I hear the front door slam downstairs.
“Tracy!” My brother’s voice booms. “I’m coming up.”
“That boy has never been patient,” Daddy mutters. He leaves me at the edge of orgasm and pulls me off the bed. “Go to him. He needs you.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Chris finds me in the hallway. He looks over my nude body and he’s squeezing his crotch. His eyes are crazed with lust. “I did what you told me, sis. Today’s the day.”
“You haven’t touched your cock in three days?”
“No. Not once. I’ve been waiting for you.”
“No porn?”
“No,” he growls. “Only girl I’ve been thinking about is you. You.”
I turn toward his room, but he grabs my arm. “Let’s go to yours. I’ve always wanted to fuck you on those pink bed sheets.”
I blush. “Perv.”
He seals my mouth with a vicious kiss. “You have no idea. C’mon. I’m not waiting another minute. Dad’s had you all day. It’s my turn. You belong to both of us.”
I shuffle into my room, heat thumping, and sit at the edge of my bed.
Chris sheds his clothes, his hands clumsy. He never takes his eyes off me. His muscles pull taut. Climbing over me, he sniffs every inch of my body, from my pussy to my neck.
“Fuck, you smell good.”
“You smell like the subway,” I tease him. But nothing can take my brother’s scent away. It’s always on him. Strong and masculine. Him. It makes the throb between my thighs tighten.
He growls. “You smell like fresh pussy. Fresh pussy that I’m gonna sink my cock in.”
“So dirty,” I moan.
He rubs my slit as he kisses me. “You’re wet enough, baby sister. I’m taking you now. I’m taking this wet little pussy.”
“Yes,” I gasp. “Fuck me.”
He slams into me, his cock rock hard and burning hot, popping in my juices. There’s no patience in him today, not after being denied for three days.
I told him to prove he loves me—by not fucking me. By not touching me. By not jacking his huge cock. I know his balls are full to bursting. I know he’s hard whenever he’s around me. My brother’s been smearing the inside of his briefs with leaking cum.
I know because he tells me every hour, texting me, calling me, begging me to take the reins off.
Now I have, and his denial turns to an inferno pounding at my sopping hole, stretching me open, his cock squelching in my juices. He thrusts in and out, grunting, holding my thighs up. He rams into my tight pussy as I clench against his thick cock.
He forces every inch into my heat before he draws back. Then he slams in again. Each thrust feels deeper. Harder. His muscled body smacks against my soft flesh. He throws his weight behind every thrust. A feral glaze shines in his eyes.
“Mine,” he grunts. “Mine.”
“Yes,” I gasp.
I feel him tense and shudder. His eyes pour into mine. It’s almost sweet—I never told him he needs my permission to cum. Agony stitches his face, the pain of denial. I touch his abs and feel the tremors in his muscles.
“I’m coming,” he grits out.
I clench him again and again, massaging his cock with my walls, grinding onto him. I feel
his balls twitching on my asshole. Biting my lip, I stare up through my lashes. How long can he hold out?
Chris sucks in his stomach and his cock feels even bigger. His hands dig into my waist as he starts to spasm. Sweat runs down his chest.
“Cum,” I whisper.
My brother roars and pounds me with hard thrusts. I grab the headboard to brace against the impacts, whimpering and moaning. The force of his thrusts makes me grimace. I clamp his waist with my legs and scream.
His cock explodes inside me. My orgasm bursts with his. Our bodies join together.
“Not fair,” he mutters. The words he used to say whenever I ran off to Daddy when we were younger.
“What is?”
“You’re toying with me, sis. You’re screwing with me.”
I rise on an elbow and feel his cock still throbbing inside me. I pull him in for a kiss. “I’m your little sister. You have to listen to me.”
Chris shudders as I lie back. His cock hardens again inside me, even as our cum oozes out around his shaft.
“Dad and I have a surprise for you this weekend.”
“What kind of surprise?”
For the first time in days he gives me a smile. “A dirty one.”
◆◆◆
Saturday evening. I’m sitting on Daddy’s bed. Chris sits beside me while Daddy stands in front. Their bodies are bare and they stare at me with hunger. I stroke their cocks slowly.
“We love you, baby girl,” Daddy says. “And we’re gonna make you a proper part of this family. We’re gonna cum inside you and bind you to us forever.”
Heat rises in my neck. “I’m already yours, Daddy.”
“You’re going to take both our cocks at once,” Chris says, his voice low. “Tonight you’re going to cum for us. Over and over. Now sit on my cock, you little slut.”
Slut—that word makes my belly clench. Chris lies back and straddles me on his lap. My folds pull apart as I sink down his cock. When I’m seated, my walls stretching, Daddy kneels on the bed at our side. He squeezes my breasts.
“You cum for him, Princess. But you stroke my cock at the same time.”
I grab his shaft and move my hand as fast as I can. Chris pumps into my pussy, shaking me with upthrusts. My two men make me moan and writhe, and heat blazes through my body.
“That’s a good girl,” Daddy says, stroking my hair.
Chris starts to shudder as he suckles my breasts.
“All right, Princess,” Daddy growls. “Time to switch.”
Daddy gets under me and thrusts into my pussy. He’s rougher, more demanding, and my whole body jiggles to the rhythm of his hard cock. Chris is in my hand, panting and sweating, and I stroke him like I stroked Daddy. Cum leaks out of his cock.
They take turns fucking my pussy, and my hand is never empty. The room fills with my moans and their grunts, the squelching of their cocks pumping in my pussy.
Daddy’s in my hand again. His cock swollen and wet with my juices.
“You’re beautiful,” he mutters, his flinty eyes dark with lust. “Such a good princess doing your chores.”
I moan and writhe as Chris slams deep into my pussy.
Daddy shifts forward on his knees. He holds my shoulders and pulls my torso to the right. Chris keeps his hands firmly on my ass, refusing to let go.
“What are you doing?” my brother asks him.
“I want her to suck my cock. You keep that little pussy going. Make her cum. She needs it.”
Daddy’s cock slides into my mouth, muffling my cries. His salty musk makes me clench on Chris’ thrusting cock.
“Good girl,” Daddy says, pushing gently down my throat. “Milk out my seed, Princess. Then swallow it.”
It’s not long before Daddy splashes my mouth with hot cum. I gulp down every drop as pleasure shoots into my belly. Chris pumps me even faster, his cock moving deeper.
Daddy pulls out his cock, trailing strands of cum from my lips. My head bobs up and down as Chris thrusts straight up my pussy. I’m getting so close to that edge. Every muscle tightens inside me.
Daddy walks behind me, staring down from the foot of the bed. “Hold still.”
Chris holds me on his cock.
Daddy rubs the rim of my exposed asshole. Then he slaps my buttocks, spanking me faster and faster, jiggling my cheeks, heating my skin. Jolts shoot up my stuffed pussy. The sensation makes me squeal.
I feel Daddy’s finger strain through my anus, and he touches a spot just inside that makes me buck forward. Chris grunts as he holds my thighs down.
“What the hell are you doing to her?” he says.
“I know my little girl’s sweet spots,” Daddy says. “Her asshole is just as sweet as her pussy. I’m gonna make her cum her heart out.”
That knot of hot nerves in my rear passage—oh god. Daddy keeps rubbing it, stroking it, working his finger around it. He strokes that spot until I’m covered in hot chills, until my skin prickles and my hair stands on end.
Chris keeps his huge cock tightly wedged in my pussy. He bumps his hips up to press against my clit.
I scream.
They’re in me at once, the pleasure excruciating.
“She’s ready,” my brother growls.
With his finger buried in my ass, Daddy smacks my cheeks again. Just hard enough to sting. He sharpens my pleasure, and each time his palm lands I feel my ass ripple. He spanks me until my body bursts like a dam and I gush all over the huge cock in my pussy.
Chris lets out a groan. “Fuck! She came all over me.”
“Good girl,” Daddy says. He kisses my glowing rear.
My brother pumps a few more times then cums deep inside me. He coats my walls with his seed. I’m moaning, my body humming, and my orgasm simmers. The heat in my belly still bubbles, and my clit is throbbing.
Chris slides out from under me and leaves me on all fours. “I love you,” he growls. “But Dad needs you again.”
I fall on my elbows and I arch. My holes quiver, and I moan.
Daddy squats around my hips and plunges his cock into my ass. I lurch forward and cry out. He thrusts to the base, stretching my ass open, pushing the air from my lungs. His sac slaps against my pussy with each thrust. He pumps into my asshole as he rubs on my clit. I feel his breaths on my shoulder. Hot and thick, just like his cock.
“Cum for me, Princess. Open up for me. You’re ours and you’ll get our cocks every day. We’re gonna make your belly big with babies. Now cum one more time for Daddy.”
I cum and a scream rattles my throat. My asshole clenches around Daddy’s thick cock. He jerks against me, and I feel a blast of cum deep in my passage. Hot, dripping down my walls. Slowly he pulls out with a pop.
“Oh god,” I moan.
“That feel good, Princess?”
I catch my breath. It felt incredible, like tiny flashes of white hot heat going off at once inside. My muscles coil so tightly they’re cramped up. Sweat blurs my eyes. Cum trickles from my holes and a scarlet blush covers my skin. I’m trembling. They were rough. Filthy. They did everything to me. I’ve felt sensations I didn’t think existed. I roll on my back and stare at their hard physiques.
“Do it again,” I say.
“With pleasure,” they say together.
◆◆◆
When I told Daddy I was pregnant, he gave me a big bear hug just like when I was younger. But our family has changed of course. To celebrate, we would go out for a big dinner with my brother, but before then, Daddy gave me a private celebration. He spent half an hour licking my pussy, working his tongue in to graze all my spots. He made me cum so hard before he slid his cock in me. Only a few thrusts and I spilled into a second orgasm that tore my guts out.
Daddy knows how to reward his little girl.
Now I’m lying on his bed, two months along, and I’m already showing a little. I’m on all fours as Daddy pumps my pussy. The sight of my belly and swollen breasts only makes him harder, makes his lust hotter.
“You’re getti
ng big, little girl.” He grabs the flesh of my ass and heaves a deep thrust. “I like it. So does your brother.”
I moan and pant. “Chris likes slender girls, Daddy.”
“Nah. He likes you. He can’t get enough of you. I know that boy. He’s been in love with you for years. And now he gets to dip in this sweet pussy just like I do.” Daddy pauses and slaps my ass lightly. “Hear that, baby girl? He’s back.”
With the ringing in my ears I can’t hear a thing.
Daddy pulls out of me and helps me up. “Go to him.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl,” Daddy says. “You tease that boy too hard, Princess.”
“He likes it,” I say, giggling.
I go to my room and hop on my bed. Spreading my legs, I part my soaked folds and slide a single finger in. It’s the first thing Chris sees when he barges into my room.
“You trying to kill me, sis?” he growls.
I stroke my pussy as he watches, and I know he can see my cream glistening.
“What do you mean?” I ask innocently.
“You’ve been sending me pictures all day.” He walks toward the bed ripping off his clothes. “All fucking day. Pictures of that wet pussy. Those big fat tits and thick fucking hips. Teasing me. Making my cock hurt.”
“Did you jack off?”
“No,” he growls. “You said I can’t.”
“Good.”
He climbs on the bed, his huge cock swaying between his thighs. “Good? You like making me hurt, baby sister?”
I roll my eyes. “We had sex this morning!”
We sleep in the same bed since I’ve gotten pregnant. My brother likes to keep his hand on my belly. To keep me safe. To remind me who I belong to. We’d wake up together to the alarm, and he always has a hard cock ready for me. Every morning he’d rut into me and he won’t stop until he cums. Most mornings, I cum twice before my brother finishes. He’s insatiable.
He growls. “So?”
Chris pins my hands down and wedges his hips between my thighs. He’s careful to keep his weight off my belly. A strand of cum leaks out of his cock. He shifts forward so it lands on my clit. Heat flashes on my face.
“A day is too long to wait,” he says. “You can’t push me like this. You’ll kill me, sis.”
