“Yes,” I whimpered, bucking against him. Wanting more. “Tell me how bad I am.”
“So bad,” he said, slapping my other cheek. “This ass belongs to me, doesn’t it?”
“Yes, chief,” I gasped. “Yes!”
His cock pounded my ass, stretching and filling until I was nearly sobbing with the pleasure. He stiffened and shouted his release filling my ass like I was a little cum slut begging for every drop. He withdrew and I collapsed, my legs unable to support me any longer. Waves of pleasure coursed through me, as my entire body throbbed with the force of my own orgasm. It was several minutes before I could speak, my voice had become hoarse from all the moaning and I was limp.
It was fucking amazing…better than my fantasies had ever been.
I glanced at Rico and James shyly. They were lounging naked on the small sofa watching me. Their cocks were hard again. Watching me get fucked by the chief had stiffened their cocks again and they looked ready to stick it to me again. The chief, moping his brow, seemed content to let the detectives have their way with me this time.
Rico shared a look with James. “Ready for round two?”
James, who’d only had my mouth, nodded eagerly. “I can’t decide if I want to fuck her tits or her tight little pussy.”
“She’s got great tits but that pussy is sweet,” Rico said, smiling at me, the memory of his cock in my pussy jumped to mind and I smiled back. “I know how you love sloppy seconds.”
James’ smile turned wolfish. “That I do. There’s nothing that compares to a juicy cunt, especially one you’ve already lubed up with your load.”
I couldn’t believe it but I was getting turned on again. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to be his little cum slut. I wanted to feel James slamming into me. I climbed to my feet and walked to James. I could feel Rico’s juices dripping down my leg. “Take me, detective,” I said demurely. “I want to feel your cock, too.”
“How can I resist?” he asked playfully but his eyes were feverish. I knew he couldn’t wait to feel my tight sheath, all hot and wet from his partner, close around his cock. “Come here, baby,” he instructed softly.
Rico shifted to give us more room on the sofa and I climbed onto James’ lap. His cock slid easily into my well-fucked pussy and I groaned again as the sensation of being filled overwhelmed me. “Sooo good,” I moaned. “Suck on my tits,” I pleaded and he was quick to oblige me. His mouth closed around my taut nipple, drawing hard on the pebbled tip as I rode his cock slow and sure, burying that rod deep inside me. Beside us Rico stroked himself and watched the show while the chief watched with a satisfied smile.
I switched up the tempo and rode James faster, bouncing so hard my tits jiggled and James’ mouth popped free from my nipple. He flipped me around and suddenly I had Rico’s fat, rigid cock in my mouth while James pumped his cock into me like he was trying to impale me with his thick length.
“You like that?” he asked, breathing hard.
“Yes!” I moaned as he lifted my legs over his shoulders so he could pound me deeper. His face reddened and he seemed to be holding back with everything he had. “Your pussy…so damn tight and wet! Oh my God…fuck!” And then he filled me with his cum, spilling his load deep inside me, just like Rico and the chief had done earlier. Rico shouted and squirted in my mouth and I gulped it down, loving the slightly salty taste of him, loving that I had been completely fucked every which way by these incredible men.
James withdrew with an exhausted groan and fell back against the sofa. It was a long moment before anyone spoke. I slowly climbed off the sofa and began gathering my clothes while the guys did the same. After I’d wiggled back into my tiny mini and pulled my T-shirt over my well-sucked tits, my body loose and wet and feeling well and truly fucked as good as a truck stop whore, I looked to the chief, wondering what would happen next.
The chief gave me a long, slow appreciative smile and his gaze raked my body as if removing my clothes with a look. I shuddered just remembering what his cock had done to my ass and I hoped this wasn’t just a one-time thing.
“So…” I ventured, not sure what to think or what to say.
“I knew you’d be perfect for the job,” he said, winking. “Be prepared for lots of overtime, bad girl. I have a feeling you need to be punished good…and often.”
The breath caught in my chest and I couldn’t believe my good fortune. “Oh, I do,” I nodded fervently, shooting a glance at Rico and James. “I definitely do.”
“Well, then…see you next week. I have a feeling you’re going to enjoy working here.”
Oh yes. I smiled a secret smile of delight. I was going to love working — and cumming — here. At this rate, I might even get employee of the year.
BANGED BY MY BROTHERS
By Alexx Andria
Copyright 2012 by Alexx Andria
It’s bad, I know.
Dirty and shameful.
But what can I say? My brothers could melt chocolate on their tightly muscled abs and I’d developed a raging sweet tooth.
Older than me by a handful of years, they’d been playing center stage in my deepest, darkest fantasies since the moment I realized I could spark off something amazing by fingering myself beneath the covers at night.
Okay, before you think I’m a total perv, Trey, Payton and Rob, are my step-brothers so it’s not as if I’m fantasizing about bumping uglies with my blood relatives — although I have a few distant cousins who are H-O-T if you know what I mean, and under the right circumstances I might be persuaded to get a taste — but anyway, my stepbrothers have been around since I was like fourteen and when I hit fifteen I started to notice a few things.
Such as, Trey, the oldest, had the sexiest smile that could make girls drop their damp panties if he so much as looked their way; Payton had an ass you could bounce quarters from and looked moving-violation fine in a pair of boardshorts; and sweet Rob had a perverted side to him that totally appealed to my inner bad girl.
It was right after my eighteenth birthday that I decided I’d waited long enough for the boys to notice what was twitching right beneath their noses. My opportunity was almost gift-wrapped and handed to me with a bright shiny bow when my parents decided to go away for the weekend, leaving my brothers in charge. Of course, I’d put on a great show about being too old to be babysat and did my fair share of pouting and complaining, which only solidified my parents suspicion that I’d been hoping to throw a raging party while they were gone (I might’ve if my plans hadn’t involved getting naked with my hot brothers) and by the time they left that Friday, I was nearly giddy with excitement.
“I’m hungry,” Rob announced as he lounged on the leather sofa. “What’s there to eat around here?”
Trey looked up from his studies (he was a senior at the local university and staying with the parentals to save cash) and said, “I say let’s get pizza.”
“Sounds good to me,” Payton chimed in, looking to me. “How about you, kid?”
I scowled. “I’m not a kid. And pizza sounds great. Cheese for me, please.”
Payton gave me a playful once-over and said, “Yeah, I guess since your boobs finally grew, you might be growing up.”
I smiled as butterflies erupted in my belly. He’d noticed my tits had grown from mosquito bites to a healthy handful. Now I just had to get him to want them in his mouth! “You have no idea how grown up I am,” I replied with a coy smile as I rose from the sofa, making sure he caught a nice long look at my tight, white shorts that were way too short and rode up nicely for an obscene view of my ass cheeks. I’d used that trick before on Sam Walston, the star varsity pitcher I’d set my sights on last year. Once he’d caught a glimpse he was on me quicker than a fat kid on chocolate cake. I glanced back and bit back a grin as I caught Rob look away as if what he saw scalded him. The high heat riding in the apples of his cheeks gave away his arousal and his shame. My heartbeat sped up as I realized with heady anticipation that I was close to getting what I wanted if I played
my cards right.
“Brianna, go put some clothes on, will you?” Trey complained, his eyes dark with disapproval and something else I had a feeling made him uncomfortable to name. It was the latter that I wanted to know more about but Trey would be the one nut hard to crack. I came back into the living room and passed out three beers, which were accepted without blinking an eye. My brothers were all legally able to drink but they weren’t hard partiers so our parents didn’t seem to mind. I wouldn’t have minded a beer but I knew Trey would get all uptight so I didn’t grab one for myself. “You’re walking around looking like a damn tramp.”
“Leave her alone, Trey,” Payton said, coming to my rescue like the sweetheart he was. I sent him an appreciative smile and met Trey’s gaze as if daring him to acknowledge that he was attracted to me in the worst way, possibly more than either of the two brothers. Poor Trey, so rigid in his morals and ethics. It was probably killing him inside to know that he wanted nothing more than to put a little icing on my muffin. Maybe I’m lacking in the morals department because the idea of getting banged by my brothers excited me to the point of painful aching deep inside and I was more than ready to make my fantasy a pussy-pulsing reality.
“I thought you liked tramps,” I said, taunting him with the recollection of his past girlfriend. “Remember Lydia? Her tits and ass were always hanging out. I thought maybe you were pimping her out to make some money on the side.”
Rob and Payton laughed at my open jab but shared a private look that I found immediately intriguing. “What was that?” I demanded to know, tucking my knees under me with an excited grin. “You two shared a look. I want to know what that was about.”
Trey glowered at his brothers. “It was nothing.”
“Bullshit,” I said. “It was something about Lydia…c’mon, tell me.”
Payton laughed, a little nervously. “You’re high. There’s nothing to tell.”
“Aha! Now I know you’re lying. You make that funny little half-laugh when you’re lying through your teeth,” I said. “Fess up. I want to know all the juicy details.”
“Damn it, Payton,” Trey growled, shutting his book with an agitated movement. “Now she’s not going to stop until you tell her.”
“He’s right,” I agreed readily, almost bouncing up and down in my excitement. I hoped whatever it was they were hiding, was deliciously awful. I’d hated Lydia, and not only because she’d been able to slide between the sheets with Trey when I could only dream, though that hadn’t helped. “Tellmetellmetellme!” I said, grinning.
Rob swigged his beer as if not trusting his mouth to remain occupied and he sent a look to Trey.
Payton, the most laid back of the three, shrugged and tipped his beer back. “I don’t care if she knows…it’s not a big deal to me. We’re all family, right?”
“What if she tells our parents?” Rob asked nervously.
I sent Rob a wounded look. “Really? Since when am I a tattle-tell? And you can just forget about wiggling your way out now. I have to know. This is sounding too good to pass up.”
Trey downed his beer. “Fuck it. I don’t care.” But there was something in his eyes that told me he cared; maybe even wanted to know how I’d handle the news. A dark thrill curled in my belly as I waited.
Payton finished his beer just as Rob did and gestured for Rob to get them a few more. I was more than happy to let some alcohol loosen things up and waited with wild anticipation for him to continue. He accepted a fresh beer and cracked the top. “Okay, so you met Lydia, you know she was hot and a little wild…”
“Yeah I guess,” I admitted.
“Well, one night, we were all out at a party and things got a little…crazy.”
“What’s crazy?” I scoffed. “I’ve been to some pretty off-the-hook parties. Are we talking gang bang shit or screwing the family dog kind of crazy?”
At that Rob laughed. He’d always appreciated my dirty mouth. If only he knew just how dirty I could be…
Payton clarified, saying, “Alright, so you get the picture. The drinks were flowing and the next thing we knew, Lydia was…” he hesitated, clearly unsure if he should continue until I gestured impatiently. “Well…she was going down on Trey right there in the living room of this guy’s house. Trey was pretty drunk. I don’t think he realized what was happening until his dick was in her mouth and by that point, what guy is going to refuse, right?”
My gaze shot to Trey, my mouth open in appropriate shock but honestly, if he’d known how wet I’d gotten just from the imagery in my head, he’d have been the one shocked.
“Ohhh, my God,” I exclaimed, loving this story. “Go on. Details, please.”
“Details aren’t necessary,” Trey said, shifting in his chair, peeling the wrapper from his beer bottle. “This conversation is weird enough already. You’re our little sister. You don’t need to know what happens in our sex lives.”
“First of all, you all are my step-brothers and not that much older than me. Hate to break it to you but I’ve slept with guys older than all of you.”
“Excuse me?” Trey said, his gaze narrowing.
“Oh yeah. I like older guys. They’re more…experienced if you know what I mean.”
“Aww shit, I could’ve went all day not knowing that,” Rob groaned, tipping his beer.
Payton chuckled, though the sound was strained. There was so much tension in the room I could cut it with a knife. How does one go about seducing your older brothers? I didn’t have a clue but I had a feeling I was on the right track. The alcohol was already loosening their tongues. With a little more lubrication, I’d have their cocks inside me before primetime television started for the evening. Damn, I was wicked. Likely I was going to hell, but I didn’t care. I wanted to see if I could get them to do me. Trey was the key. If I could get him to go for it, the other two would fall in line.
I met Trey’s gaze squarely and said, “I think that sounds hot, if you ask me.”
“Y-you do?” Payton asked, looking to Rob.
I nodded. “If I were Trey’s girlfriend I’d go down on him wherever he wanted.”
The strained silence in the room was deafening. For a horrifying moment I thought I’d screwed the pooch and shown my hand too soon. These things had to be finessed like a prom night virgin not rammed like a Ninth Street whore.
Trey’s gaze slowly dropped to peruse my body and I felt that stare from the points of my hardened nipples to the aching wetness between my thighs. I knew that look – I’d seen it plenty of times in the past. It was the look of a man barely holding back the raging desire to fuck me until I screamed for mercy. My toes curled and I held my breath. Would this really happen? I know it was wrong but I wanted my brothers so bad I could taste the desire on my tongue. I was only human, for craps sake. How was I supposed to resist three succulent choices of top-shelf man meat living in my house? Was I supposed to somehow forget the fact that they were incredibly hot and I was equally horny? I’d lost my virginity to an older man — my volleyball teacher, actually — and it’d been hard to go back to teenage boys after that, but I’d given it a try because I hadn’t wanted to have to deal with constantly sneaking around to hide it from my parents, but honestly, the value of a man who knew what to do with his cock and tongue was just too much to pass up.
“What happened next?” I asked in a sultry whisper.
“She finished Trey and started on me,” Payton said, his voice tight. The bulge in his boardshorts was a delightful sight to behold. He swallowed and looked to Rob. “And then she sucked Rob off, too.”
“Stop this,” Trey demanded but the air in the room was fraught with sexual tension. A frisson of wild arousal skittered down my nerve endings. I sucked the flesh of my bottom lip and bit it gently. Trey’s gaze focused on that small movement and his stare darkened. “You don’t know what you’re playing with,” he warned.
“I have a pretty good idea,” I murmured, pulling my top free from my chest. My tits, bound tightly in a push-up bra, boun
ced into view. Both Rob and Payton sucked in wild breaths, eyes bugging but not avoiding what I had to offer. Only Trey closed his eyes. “You know you want me,” I whispered, wiggling out of my shorts. Now I was only clad in matching bra and panties. I slowly drew the lacy scraps of my thong down my ass and stepped out. Then, I unclasped my bra and let it drop to the floor. I stepped out of the tiny little puddle of lingerie and cupped both breasts. “Look at these tits…have you ever seen such ripe, pretty and perfect titties?” I pinched both nipples and gasped as they pebbled. “And how about this pussy? Sweet and tight, I promise. You know you want to taste. Why fight it?”
“Because it’s wrong,” Trey gritted out, shooting a dark look at Rob and Payton. Both brothers were staring pretty hard at what I had to offer. I could tell they wanted to fill both hands with my tits and suck on my nipples for days. It was a heady thrill knowing they wanted me like that.
“Fuck that,” I disagreed, moving toward Trey. “You only say it’s wrong because society tells you it is, but really let’s break it down for just a minute. We’re not blood related and we weren’t raised with each other. You guys came into my life when I was fourteen. I wasn’t even a virgin when we first met. And I’ve been wanting this since I realized what sex could be like with the right person.” I felt like a tigress stalking her prey. And I was hungry. “Now, tell me how much you want me because I can see it your eyes and the outline of the chubby you’ve got growing in your shorts. Tell me how you’ve wanted to fuck me since we met but you’ve been holding out until I was old enough. C’mon, Trey…say the words.”
His eyelids squeezed shut and his mouth trembled as if fighting to keep the words behind his teeth but he couldn’t fight it. When his eyes opened, they were blazing with hunger and fire and reckless need. “Fuck it,” he muttered, reaching out to grab and pull me to him roughly. “Be careful what you wish for baby sister because you just might get it.”
His warning thrilled me senseless. “Big talker. Let’s see if you can handle me.”
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