My Summer Back Home: Part Two free porn video

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. Ju