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Stuck at school my mind drifted back to the morning.
“We’ll be back next Monday night, don’t forget there’s cash to get groceries, some extra for eating out, and leftovers in the fridge.”
My mom said as she hugged me goodbye.
She was leaving for a week long honeymoon with my step-dad, leaving me and my step-brother to fend for ourselves at home.
It was my mom and me for a while after my dad left, we got by just the two of us until she met Mike, then she was swept off her feet, 8 months later in a whirlwind of change and here we are, she’s married and I have a new brother.
Michael’s 19, a year older than me, and much bigger. He was always at work, the gym, or with friends. He was never really around while our parents were dating, which isn’t really saying much given how short that was, now that we live together though, it’s no different.
I barely paid any attention to the class. I simply stared at the board with my head propped on my hand, thinking about after they left. Their bumper had pulled out the driveway and I had the house to myself, I saw it as the perfect opportunity to test out my new toy. A deep purple vibrator I had ordered online.
Stripping in the living room I had started with it on my clit, soon after my fingers found their way inside my pussy working me to orgasm exposed on the living room couch. In my genius as woman of the house I saw an empty home as the opportunity that it was, sliding the vibrator in-between my soaked lips on its lowest setting, I pulled my shorts back up hopped along into the kitchen, and started making some breakfast.
Then Michael walked in.
I thought he had left for work and as the vibrators low hum rang, I panicked and rushed past him out of the kitchen to my room just hoping he didn’t hear it, or me from earlier. As soon as I entered my room the shock from almost being caught mixed with the vibrator still diligently going off inside of me caused my knees to buckle as I soaked my underwear and shorts.
Still in class I subconsciously slid my other hand under my desk and pressed it against my crotch, pressing my thighs around it. I was wearing a short skirt that reached halfway across my thighs, with a buttoned shirt on top. Black stockings stretched across my legs, stopping at my knees, revealing only a portion of my soft, thighs.
My fingers pressed against my panty-covered clit, and I let out a soft breath as I began to rub it. The thought of my step brother catching me flashed through my mind as I rubbed myself. Juices began to flow from my pussy, soaking my underwear, but I kept going.
Just then, the bell rang and I snapped out of my trance. Everyone began to pick up their things, while I simply sat up straight. My hand was still over my crotch as I looked around the classroom. I blinked, my eyes widening slightly as I could see a few other students glancing at me.
Gathering up my things I tossed them into my bag, got up and quickly left the classroom with everyone else.
Arriving at home, I kicked my shoes off and threw my bag to the floor. Locking the front door behind me, I shuffled into the kitchen.
Michael sat at the table looking at his phone, eating a bowl of cereal.
Walking past him I bent over, pulling open the bottom drawer next to the pantry where we keep sweets.
Unknown to me at the time, he stared at my ass as I bent over, my skirt sliding up a bit revealing just the bottom of asscheeks and underwear as I continued to search for my prize.
Sifting through the drawer I smiled as I found a small bag of chocolates. Grabbing it, I straightened up and closed the drawer.
“How was work?” I turned to him, as he quickly looked back down at his phone. I blinked, seeing his shorts tented from the middle.
“Not bad” He sighed. I nodded slowly, smiling as sarıyer escort I held up and gestured at the bag of chocolates.
“Well… I’m heading up,” I turned and started heading off to my room, “See ya.”
I walked off, as he glanced back in my direction. His eyes gazing across my legs and ass as I left.
Grabbing my bag from the floor, I ran up the stairs and headed to my room. Placing my bag and the chocolates onto my desk, I closed my door. Slowly I began to unbutton my shirt as I stepped over to the closet. Opening the door, I pulled my shirt off revealing my black bra underneath. Reaching behind me, I unclipped it and pulled it off, setting my chest free.
I heard the front door open from my room, and some muffled voices entering the house, must be Michaels friends. We’re only a year apart and Michael used to go to my school. Though he graduated last year, I do know some of his friends that are in my grade, or doing a leap year.
I returned to undressing, paying them no more mind. Pulling my skirt and underwear off together I grabbed a pair of pink shorts to replace them. I slid them on. I liked these shorts they were really light and comfortable for wearing around the house. Only downside was they exposed most of my thighs and would frequently ride up on me. I had taken to wearing them without underwear because every so often they would rub against my pussy as they rode up. It was a habit that I should probably change if im honest with myself. Before now it was just mom and me and she was barely home. Even now her and my step-dad are gone most the time, and even Michaels barely around, but he is still here some days, so to wear them is probably risking exposing myself. That thought though, is what drives me to wear them.
I grabbed a loose white shirt and pulled it over. It was large, having been a hand-me-down from my real dad, one of the only things I actually had from him. It fell past my waist, covering my shorts.
Gathering up my dirty clothes, I headed off to the laundry in the bathroom.
Kicking the bathroom door open, I moved over to the basket and hit it open. It was divided into two halfs, one for whites, and one for colored. I placed my pile of clothes on the floor and began to sort them. Tossing the whites into the almost empty whites half, and the colored into the overflowing color half.
Frowning, I tried to press the pile down, attempting to compact all of the clothes together. Just then, Michael walked into the bathroom. Only a shirt on, and a fresh set of clothing in his arms.
I stood straight up, my eyes opening wide as I gasped, Michael stared back at me with eyes just as wide, his jaw falling slightly slack. My eyes momentarily glanced down, seeing his flaccid cock hanging between his legs from under his shirt.
I opened my mouth to speak, but then froze as the sound of footsteps creaked from the stairs.
Michaels friends were coming upstairs.
He suddenly sprung to life. Placing his hand over my mouth, shoving me against the washing machine, meanwhile kicking the door closed behind him locking it. He pressed against me, glancing at the door as his friends walked past, their heavy footsteps thudding on the floor as they went down the hallway.
Michael sighed softly, turning to me. His face barely betraying a hint of emotion as he locked eyes with mine. I could feel his cock coming to life against my stomach, lifting his shirt up and pressing against my belly-button through the thin layers of fabric seperating us.
“Micha–“
“Don’t,” He whispered, cupping one of my breasts through my shirt with his other hand, “just go with it.”
I let out a whimper as he massaged my breasts. I wanted to fight back, push him off and tell him he’s a şarkışla escort creep, but his hand forced my mouth shut, and as hard as I tried willing against it, my body submitted to him as he began to slide his hand from my chest down my stomach, between my legs.
A soft moan escaped my lips into his hand, and I pressed my thighs together in an attempt to deny him, but instead, he carefully aimed his cock low and slid it between my thighs under my shirt and began to grind in and out again, coating my thighs in his pre-cum as he fucked them. The only thing separating his cock from my pussy, being a thin layer of fabric.
“You know,” He let out a warm breath that pressed against my face, moving his lips to the side of his hand opposite my own lips “you made me hard.”
His grinding sped up as he removed his hand from my lips and grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling my lips into his. I squeezed my thighs tighter around his cock, as I could feel it rubbing over my pussy, battling against my shorts that were keeping him out. His hand remained with a firm grasp of my hair as his other moved behind me, grabbing at the waistline to my shorts.
His lips finally set mine free as he looked me in the eyes.
“You’re gonna keep me entertained while out parents are gone, aren’t you?”
I couldn’t bring myself to speak. My heart was racing in my chest, and juices flowed from my pussy, soaking my shorts. I closed my eyes softly and moaned as he forced my shorts down to my ankles.
“I’m taking that as a yes” He breathed on me, before pulling my hair forcing me to spin and shoving my stomach and chest down across the washing machine, lifting me into a tip toe. His cock pressed against my pussys lips as he held me in place.
I gulped, looking back at him. My body shook slightly as tingles ran from my crotch up the length of my spine.
After a few moments, he began slowly pressing into my pussy. The tip forcing my lips to spread and envelope his cock, my body squeezing against him as he claimed what he wanted.
He smiled at me and began to slowly thrust.
His hard cock pressed its head deep into me, coating my inside with his pre-cum. Reaching past me, he grabbed the dial on the washing machine, setting it to high spin, and turning it on.
I gasped as the machine came alive, the spin caused my entire body to shake. My body instinctually gripped his cock tighter trying to stabilize. Goosebumps raced across my soft skin as he turned me into a vibrating human fuck toy.
He pressed himself closer to me, pulling my hair back, forcing my chest up and putting almost all of my weight on him, using my pussy as the support to impale me on his cock.
He thrust his hips slowly up and down, supporting my weight as his cock thrust deep inside of me. My hands fell to my sides as I let out screaming moans and gasps that were barely muffled by the machine as it ran its cycle. He used one hand to keep me in this position by forcing my hair back and the other spreading my ass cheeks apart as two of his fingers poked my asshole, causing my body to tense up even more than it was.
“Relax” he barked at me as one of his fingertips slowly entered my asshole, pushing deeper and deeper with each thrust of his cock.
I tried my best to focus on relaxing as he demanded, but as his second finger entered my ass, I couldn’t handle it anymore. My body began convulsing as I squirted all over the washing machine, wall, and floor.
Just then he set me down, my legs wobbling out from under me, unable to support my weight after the sheer force of my orgasm. Michael lowered me to my knees on the floor, my eyes looking up at his as he smiled down at me.
“Open your mouth,” He ordered, reaching out he ran his fingers through my hair, şarköy escort grabbing a handful and pulling me towards him. I opened my mouth, and he slid his cock inside.
“Yeah thats a good girl” He sighed, his head rolling back as his entire shaft was forced into my throat.
I tried my best not to gag as his entire rod rested in my mouth. His bushy crotch pressed against my nose and lips, smelling of a mixture of his sweat and my juices. After a few seconds of holding me gagged on his sex, he began to fuck my mouth. Carefully sliding his thick rod in and out, slowly, gradually building his speed. Each full thrust forcing the tip against the back of my throat, causing my body to shiver and tears to well in my eyes.
The feeling of being face-fucked by my brother, taken by force as his toy, it awakened something inside me. My pussy soaked with a mixture of his pre-cum and my own orgasm dripped onto the floor as he thrust in and out of my throat.
“Oh fuck” Michael breathed, still grabbing a fistful of my hair, keeping me where he wanted as he forced my head around his cock.
His other handle gently caressing my face and brushing the tears from my eyes. “Your mouth feels… almost as good as your pussy.”
Something about the way he said it bothered me, like it wasn’t good enough. His entire cock in my mouth and it wasn’t quite good enough for him.
With that I started actively caressing his cock with my tongue, eager to make him change his mind, to think my mouth was just as good a hole to use.
His pace suddenly quickened, encouraged by the feeling of my soft, slimy tongue caressing his throbbing dick. I tightened my lips around his cock, eagerly sucking on his meat, feeling the warm mixture of saliva, pre-cum and my own juices slather my lips and drip down my face. I slowly reached up with one hand, massaging his balls as I sucked, my other hand moving down my body where I began to rub my clit.
“Mmrph…” I moaned, my vision blurry as I gazed up at my brother, closing my eyes slightly.
Something about this caused him to drop all decorum and any modicum of tenderness he may have been showing me.
He moved to force my head against the machine behind me, still active from the spin cycle, it caused my entire being to shake. Tightly he gripped my head with both hands as he began to fuck my throat faster and harder than before. My eyes opened wide, and I reached frantically with my hands to grab at anything I could use to support myself, my hands reaching around him grabbing at his thighs to stabilize myself.
In just seconds, his cock was shoved as hard as he could into my mouth, causing me to gag and a mixture of saliva and pre-cum to pool out of my mouth over my chest and down my body. As streams of cum exploded out from his tip, filling my mouth and straight down my throat. I coughed, trying to pull away, to take a breath, but Michael held me in place and continued to moan as he released pump after pump of warm cum inside of my mouth.
“Take it all, every last drop like the good girl you are, or you’ll be punished.” He said, his eyes locked, staring deeply into myn as his cum began over flowing from my lips.
After a few seconds, he drew back and let me collapse onto the floor, breathing heavily. His cum splattering out of my mouth, mixing with my own saliva and juices that covered the floor. The rest of his sperm pooling in my throat as I swallowed hard to get it all down. I let out a gasp catching my breath as I shuddered from the sensation. Slowly I looked up at him.
“I–“
He stopped me as I started, crouching down, and placing a finger on my lips.
“You did well Chloé, but you didn’t swallow it all.”
“You know I’m going to have to punish you, don’t you?” He said, a smile forming across his face. “I did warn you”
“Okay.” I said quietly staring into his powerful eyes.
“Get up” He said forcefully
“Yes” I said as I stood up my legs still shaking. Slowly I began to wipe the fluids off my face, until he grabbed my wrist stopping me.
“Don’t bother cleaning up, you’re going to come hangout with some of my friends, and they’ll like you just the way you are.”
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