by Lola Swain
“Lyric, I need to talk to you,” my brother Nico said from behind my bedroom door.
“Entrée. Be warned though,” I said, “I’m not decent.”
Nico came in and shut the door. He walked toward me wearing a towel cinched at his waist. Obviously having just showered too, his damp, light-mocha skin glistened.
“And I see you’re not decent either,” I said .
I stood from my vanity and dropped the towel covering my body. Nico reached out and grabbed my wrist and threw me onto my bed.
“I want to talk to you about that stunt you pulled yesterday in front of Mandy Cantervoss,” he said through clenched teeth. “That was stupid, Lyric! So fucking stupid.”
“Gosh, Nico,” I said as I pulled him on the bed beside me, “what’s your fucking problem?”
“My problem, Lyric is that you are my sister and Mandy Cantervoss is pretty fucking straight. You knocked her off my body onto the floor, climbed up on my cock and rode me. In front of her!”
“Yeah, I know. It was pretty hot,” I said feeling it in my pussy as I thought about it. “But I still don’t understand why you’re so upset. It’s not like you didn’t get yours and it’s not like you’re in love with this girl. Or are you in love with this girl?”
“Of course I’m not in love with her. She’s just a fuck…same as the rest. But don’t you think that little scene you made may be pretty hard to explain to an outsider?”
“I dunno,” I said. “I don’t really ever think of outsiders.”
“Exactly! And that is a problem, Lyric. I tried to explain what happened to her for five hours. She was fucking hysterical and asked me all sorts of questions. You know if Papa finds out about this he’s going to be pissed, Lyric.”
That got me thinking. Papa allowed us to do whatever we wanted, with one caveat. We cannot ever allow anyone to suspect anything about our family. And if anyone ever does, we must see to it that we either put it right in their minds or make them gone. It was stupid of me to do what I did in front of her, she wasn’t some dumb trick we picked up at a bar or even a girl we knew that liked to engage in that sort of behavior.
Mandy Cantervoss is one of the straightest girls at school. Virginal among a sea of bad, rich girls, she stuck out like a sore thumb. Nico tried for months just to get her to kiss him. And after Papa had us deflowered and allowed us to fuck whomever we wanted, Mandy finally gave in to Nico’s begging and fucked him yesterday. But I didn’t know it was her first time and I didn’t stop to think that she may be freaked out to watch Nico and his sister fuck in front of her. I naturally assumed it would turn her on. I mean, wouldn’t you like to watch us go at it? Well, if you’re questioning, let me assure you, you would. I promise.
“So, what happened at the end?” I said. “Did you finally get her straightened out?”
“I honestly don’t know, Lyric. I mean she was fucking freaked. I told her all the things I thought she wanted to hear. I told her that I loved her and that you were insane. I fucked her again, this time to completion and she seemed okay, but like I said, she was freaked.”
“Wait! You told her I was insane?”
“Yeah, what the fuck was I supposed to say? I can pretty much guarantee that none of Mandy’s encounters with her brother Jake led to fucking!”
“Well, you didn’t push me off your cock, Nico!” I said and stood from the bed. “Wouldn’t that make you insane too? Why’d you have to say that about me?”
“You are so fucking selfish sometimes! Is that all you care about? You care that Mandy Cantervoss thinks you’re insane?”
“You would too. I mean, I know you had to think pretty quick and I admit I wasn’t thinking of the family when I came into your room yesterday, but fuck, couldn’t you have thought of something else? I don’t want Professor Teresi to hear that I’m insane!”
“That’s all this is about? What that cocksucker thinks of you? Fuck, Lyric, you are insane and you need to be punished!”
Nico sprang toward me and grabbed me by the wrists. His towel came off and his cock was rock hard. Punished indeed! This is the kind of punishment I love.
He got behind me and slammed me up against my mirrored closet door. He lowered to his knees in front of my ass, grabbed me by my hips and pulled me toward him.
“Bend the fuck over and touch the ground,” he said.
I did as I was told and spread my legs, bent over and grabbed my ankles. He ran his hands up my thighs and rested them on my pussy. He slapped my pussy with force and my clit throbbed between each slap. He brought his hands away from my cunt and moaned.
“Your pussy is already wet, you fucking little whore!”
I watched him jack his cock from between my legs. His hands were damp with my pussy juice. I wanted to fall back and impale my pussy on his cock, but I knew his game. I would let him punish me. Or, at least believe he was punishing me.
“It’s wet for your cock, brother,” I said.
Nico stopped jacking his thick cock and reached up and put his hands on my ass.
“I want this ass, Lyric. This round, firm ass needs to be mine!”
He spanked my ass with his open palms, over and over again until the sting crawled up and down my body. My pussy juice ran down the inside of my thighs and Nico stuck his head between my legs. He ran his tongue up and down my thighs and lapped my pussy juices from my legs. I squirmed and squealed and tried to squat so my pussy ran into his tongue, but he knew my game too and grabbed my ass and held me away from his face.
“This is your punishment, Lyric and my pleasure,” he said as he jacked his cock. “I will not suck on that sweet pussy. Not today, at least.”
He massaged my stinging ass for a moment and spanked me again. I tried not to squirm too much because I knew if he realized I enjoyed it, he would stop. My pussy throbbed and I wanted his cock. Nico is a prick like that. He’d keep it from me if he knew I wanted it.
“Back your ass up, reach around and spread your ass cheeks,” he said.
I did as he instructed and backed toward him and spread my legs wide, bent deeply until my head touched the floor and spread my ass cheeks for him.
“You have no idea how hot this looks, Lyric,” he said.
I watched him through my spread legs as he jacked himself off.
“You have no idea how hot what I’m watching looks, brother,” I said.
He rose to his knees and rubbed his soft face against my ass cheeks. Then I felt stabs of pleasure hit my pussy as he swirled his tongue in circles around my asshole. My knees felt weak as he darted his tongue in and out of my tight ass and my pussy juices ran down my legs. Nico grabbed the inside of my thighs and slid his hands up and down toward my pussy as he ate my ass out and teased my clit with his fingers.
I tried to remain still, tried not to clue him in to my pleasure, but the more he plunged his tongue in and out of my asshole, the closer I got to cumming. I dug my nails into my ass cheeks, spreading them as wide as I could and focused on his thick cock. His pre-cum dribbled from the head and down the shaft. I wanted to lick it off his dome and shove his cock in my pussy. I wanted my brother to make the ache go away.
“You like getting that tight asshole eaten out, you filthy little slut?” Nico said as he grabbed his cock and yanked it up and down.
“Yes,” I said and poked my ass toward his face.
“You want me to fuck that tight asshole?” he said.
I hesitated. Someone bumped into the DJ table with that question. I’ve never been fucked in the ass before. We all watched porn growing up, probably like you may have watched Disney movies. The boys especially loved the anal porn, but to me, it just looked like it hurt. Bad. And not bad in the good way.
Nico’s cock is big and thick. He has the kind of cock that makes you cum from the fucking alone. No need to rub your clit when his cock is sliding in and out of you. His cock alone hits every ridge and nerve ending inside my pussy. The external is simply a bonus. But the ass? Thing about this is, I was f
ucked either way. If I said no, he’d do it anyway and hard. But if I said yes, he could just walk away and leave me with an achy cunt begging for his cock. I did the mental coin toss and said—
“No.”
“What? No? You are telling me no?” Nico said as he stood from the floor. “What are you saying no to, Lyric?”
I remained bent over in front of him and kept my legs and ass cheeks spread wide.
“I don’t want you to fuck me in the ass. I’ve never done it before and I’m afraid it’s going to hurt.”
“Well then,” he said and grabbed me by the waist, “perfect!”
Boys are so predictable.
“Nico, I’m serious,” I said as he swung me toward my vanity. “I don’t think I want to do this.”
“Don’t worry,” he said as he leaned over me from behind and planted my hands against the top of my vanity, “I’ll go easy. This time.”
He pulled my legs out toward him and pressed down on my back until my tits rested on top of my vanity and the side of the table top poked me in the ribs.
“Rest the side of your face on the top of the table and spread your ass cheeks for me again,” he said.
I spread my ass cheeks wide and rested my face against the top of my vanity. Nico stood behind me and rubbed the tip of his cock up and down the crack of my ass and pressed it into my asshole.
“You ready for this?” he said.
“Nope, definitely not,” I said as I squirmed a bit anticipating pain.
Nico reached between my legs with one of his hands and rubbed my pussy. I thrust my hips back and forth and grinded my wet pussy against his hand. He leaned over me and whispered in my ear.
“I can tell you like this, Lyric,” he said and plunged two fingers of his other hand in my mouth. “Get them nice and wet.”
I sucked on his fingers, getting them wet while I grinded my pussy against his hand. I felt my orgasm start to build and I backed off a bit because I wanted this to last as long as possible. He took his fingers out of my mouth and ran them up and down between my ass cheeks.
“I always like it from you, Nico,” I said and moaned.
He swirled his fingers around my asshole and then pressed against the tight hole with his fingers.
“Relax,” Nico said as he applied more pressure to my clit with his palm.
I relaxed my stomach and took a deep breath in and then blew it out slowly. Nico inserted his finger into my asshole and two fingers from his other hand into my pussy. It felt like he was pressing his fingers toward each other and I felt jolts and shocks ricocheting around my body as he touched something deep inside me. I don’t know if it was in my pussy or asshole or both, but whatever it was, I never wanted the feeling to end. I reached down between my legs and took over rubbing my clit with my palm. I swiped back and forth over my clit as if I was strumming a guitar and I felt this intense tingle creeping up the back of my thighs.
“Give me more,” I said. “I want to feel it all!”
Nico took his fingers out of my asshole and I felt the head of his cock pressing against the skin his fingers just probed. He pushed the head of his cock into the hole and I felt it stretch to let him in. He went into my ass surprisingly slow and conscious of the fact it was my first time. He inched his cock into me and stopped for a bit after each gentle thrust.
At first it felt as if he would split me in two. I remembered my mother used to babble about my father splitting her in two when he fucked her. I thought of my mother and wondered if I’d turn out as insane as she was when she killed herself. But then as I relaxed, he lit up every nerve ending inside my ass and I backed all the way into him and we both gasped.
“Are you okay, Lyric?” Nico said as he made little movements into me.
“Yes, very okay,” I said.
Nico reached down and around my hips and rubbed his fingers around my pussy.
“Spread your legs a little wider,” he said.
I spread wider and felt him jam two fingers inside my pussy. He reached back toward his cock, now deep inside my asshole and began to pump in and out harder. I rubbed my clit as I met the increasing forces of his thrusts with mine and backed my ass against him over and over.
“Fuck, this is so tight,” Nico said. “I’m gonna cum, Lyric. I’m gonna cum deep inside your ass!”
I rubbed my clit faster and harder wanting nothing more than to cum with Nico. My legs and arms got weak as the blood left my extremities and rushed into my pussy and my clit. The feeling of Nico penetrating me with his cock in my asshole and his fingers in my pussy was electrifying and I felt as if the force of us could have lit up the entire city. I slammed my ass back and forth against him and reached around and tore at the flesh on his back and ass and just as I was about to explode, I dug my fingernails deeply into his ass cheeks and screamed.
“I’m cumming, Nico! I want you to cum now!”
Nico ripped his hands from my pussy, dug his fingers into my hips and lifted me up off the floor with my ass impaled on his cock. He slammed me back and my ass pressed against his stomach as he pumped his warm cum deep inside my asshole.
“Fuck! You fucking filthy bitch!”
Nico held me tight against his cock and rested his chest against my back as he bent forward and lowered me back onto the floor. I rested my chest and head back down on top of the vanity and relaxed my muscles to allow his cock’s retreat. He fell back into a slipper chair next to the bed and I walked toward my bed on wobbly legs and lay down on my side facing him. We were both breathing quickly, but quietly and stared at each other. Finally, he got off the chair and sat beside me on the bed and stroked a curl off my forehead.
“Are you okay, Lyric?” he said as he leaned down and kissed my cheek.
“Yes, I’m fine,” I said and stroked the side of his face.
“Man, that was really intense,” he said and chuckled. “You’re not an ass virgin any more, Lyric.”
“Nope,” I said, “you’re right. Not a virgin in any sense anymore.”
“Well, I’ve got to take another shower and so do you. I’ll see you in the dining room for breakfast.”
Nico walked out of my room and I eased myself off the bed and made my way into my bathroom. I got under the hot shower and re-washed my body. I felt a little sad, but I didn’t know why. It felt like something ended, but I didn’t know what. I tried to figure out why I was sad after Nico left for a long time, but I couldn’t come up with anything. Maybe one day it will dawn on me and I’ll blurt it out at an inappropriate time like you do when you finally remember a song title that’s been driving you crazy for weeks.
I tried to refocus my attention on getting ready to see Professor Teresi again, but I was pretty quiet while we were at breakfast and as we drove to school. I was still trying to figure out why I felt sad and noticed Nico did a lot of staring out the window too. I never asked him if he felt sad as well, but he sure did look it.
“What the fuck is wrong with you guys?” Alexander said in the car on the way to school. “Did you two have a fight?”
Nico was unaware that Alexander was referring to him and Julian poked Nico in the ribs and asked the question again.
“What?” Nico said. “Nothing is wrong with us, we’re fine. Aren’t we fine, Lyric?”
“Yes,” I said, “we’re fine.”
We all filed out of the car when Jimmy pulled up to school. Nico walked up to Mandy Cantervoss and she pushed him away and ran down the hall. Nico looked back at me and shook his head. I mouthed the words I’m sorry to him and turned down the other hall toward Professor Teresi’s class with Rose.
“What is going on, Lyric?” Rose said as we approached the class.
“Nothing, Rose. I just feel blue for some reason. I don’t know why and it has nothing to do with Nico,” I said and opened the door to my classroom.
“Okay, whatever you say. Meet me in front of Chemistry after this class and we’ll go to our lockers together, okay?” Rose said.
“I w
ill meet you if Professor Teresi and I aren’t deep in…conversation,” I said and giggled.
“Okie dokie,” Rose said and skipped down the hallway toward her Chemistry class.
I walked into the class and almost didn’t notice the dirty look Bobby Sharpe gave me as I walked passed his desk. I stopped and turned around to face him.
“What the fuck is that look about, Bobby?”
“What are you talking about, Lyric?” he said. “I’m not giving you any looks, weirdo.”
Bobby was my buddy ever since we were freshmen. He always treated me kindly and never acted like a jerk to me. I didn’t know why he was then, but I took my seat and vowed to talk to him about it later in the day.
I fixed my hair and got ready for Professor Teresi’s arrival in the class, but when the bell rang and he still wasn’t there, I was nervous something was wrong. And when old Mrs. Albanao came into the class and announced that she would be our teacher for that class, I was frantic because I knew something was definitely wrong.
“Um, Mrs. Albanao,” I said as I raised my hand, “what happened to Professor Teresi?”
“I don’t know,” she said. “Don’t worry about it girl. You just concentrate on your studies!”
I couldn’t wait to get out of class and forty-five minutes later when the bell rang, I was first out the door to find Rose. We practically knocked into each other as I ran down the hall.
“Whoa, Lyric, what’s wrong?” Rose said as she grabbed me.
“He wasn’t in class today, we had a sub!” I said, practically in tears. “What could be happening?”
“Calm down,” Rose said. “Maybe he’s just sick.”
“No, something is wrong. I know that this has to do with what happened yesterday. Gosh, Rose, what if the wife killed him or something?”
“Lyric, the wife did not kill him. He’s probably just sick, there’s a flu going around. Please don’t get paranoid,” she said and put her arm around me as we walked toward the locker bank.
