Punishing the Brats - Taboo 18 Book Bundle: Man of the House, Brat & Fertile First Time Stories

by Candy Quinn

  She spared a glance behind her to see his lazy form slouched on the table. Everything he touched turned to gold. Her parents fawned over him, he was so clever, and he was so successful. Who else had to deal with a sibling the same age who figured out how to game the stock market while studying for exams? Now he didn't even need to go to university and he did it so... effortlessly. He was a bit arrogant, though quiet, when pressed he wasn't afraid to throw his opinions around. Even worse his opinions were generally sound, always making her feel silly for not having seen before the world as he shaped it. How many times had Brad's quick thinking, sweet words gotten her out of trouble her fat had barged her into? When she yelled at the driver whose car driving by had 'denied her home run', or when she had thought it would be a funny prank to throw flour on their classmates in home EC not realizing the fire hazard. The worst of it was that he rarely bothered to do anything just smiled and when no one else was around, looked bored. Debbie wished she had the luxury to look bored.

  Debbie ground against the seat, biting her bottom lip as the RV bumped on the dusty road. "Did you want me to do that?" Brad's condescending voice curled into her air and her rage reached new heights. "Why don't you go back to sleep and stop annoying me?" She spat the words out evenly between her teeth. "Come now, I know you didn't want me to drive in the first place but you can't honestly expect to drive the whole 450 miles yourself?" Debbie could imagine his lips twitched up just enough to make a smirk discernible. "No, now stop fuckin' with me, I'm trying to concentrate!" she hadn't meant to snap, but if Brad showed any sign that she'd been too harsh, she didn't notice it. She bucked her hips against the seat as the RV jolted again. Debbie needed relief and soon. Maybe she could let Brad drive for a bit, and then she'd be able to have a cheeky wank in the bed. An ache went through her pussy as she felt the temptation but she snapped out of it. No, they all looked down on her, they had wanted Brad to drive, good dependable Brad, fuck them. Debbie wasn't going to let this one go, she was going to drive and she was going to do a good job of it and they were going to recognize it.

  A few hours down the road the light began to fade and Debbie had to pull over. She was tired, she was hungry. They'd gone for enough for a break and there was a lake on the right and she could do with a quick dip to refresh herself. With that in mind, she plugged her hairdryer in to charge, her phone as well, she wasn't leaving anything to chance. Yeah, a dip would refresh her and they could get a few more hours in before they stop at a hotel. Debbie looked at Brad asleep at the table, his short curly hair, his lithe toned body, his innocent sleeping face and felt a tingle through her sensitive body. She shook her head and stepped out of the RV. She needed release. Wandering over to the lake, she checked the sun, still a few minutes of light left. Looked up and down the road, seeing the coast was clear, she took her clothes off and left them on a patch of grass by the lake. The cold water sent a shock through her sensitive flesh. She waded in, satisfaction as she felt the soft sand between her toes. She moved in deeper, the sensitive water lapping up against her wet pussy lips and made Debbie hold back a moan. It felt so good she had some serious thoughts about getting herself off right here before anyone else interfered, then she could concentrate on the road and getting the job done. A thrill of excitement went through Debbie as she thought of people driving past watching her lust hungry body writhing on the grass, her hand between her legs and the other teasing her aching breasts. What if Brad came out? Her mind naturally turned to the first probably audience and something inside her froze in conceptual climax as the idea sent shivers of promised pleasure to her brain. What the hell? Brad was her brother, not by blood, but did that matter? They'd grown up together, they had only looked at each other as siblings and here she was, so wet, so horny, so slutty thinking about taking her brothers cock and...Debbie had held it in for so long, her eyes closed, her hand trailed down her body and her fingers gliding down her shaved mound and slipped her middle finger down her moist slit. She brought her index and thumb up to her hardened nipples and pinched them. She bit her lip as mewls of pleasure licked at her throat. Debbie lost track of time, twisting on the ground with her fingers pumping into her cunt. Her legs splayed and hips jerking.

  "Sis, you there?" Debbie whipped back to reality, guilt resurging through his sinful body. What had she done? It was almost dark. Debbie's sweat covered body clamped down in frustration. She was so close. She slipped back into the water, the cool sensation helping to negate the madness of denied pleasure flowing through her body. It would also help wash away the lust staining her thighs which Brad would almost certainly smell. "I'm naked!" Debbie paused trying to make out whether Brad had heard her over the sound of her splashing. But Debbie couldn't make it much other than some rustling, was he trying to peep? She brought her arm across her modest chest and the other down over her pussy. "Perfect! You always know how to have fun sis!" There was a giant splash as Brad jumped in. My mind panicked. Was Brad getting naked too? Debbie was curious despite herself. Brad came into view, the dying sun kissing along the water, casting shadows across half of his thin, toned body, he was pretty fit for a self-confessed geek. His waist was just under the water and Debbie cursed herself for blatantly trying to look. Then Brad laughed splashed a wave of water straight into Debbie's face. "Brad!" she wanted to be mad, but Brad was smiling that cheeky grin and his laugh, it made something inside her ripple like waves under an unsure dinghy. She immediately retaliated, using both her hands to splash water into Brad's smug face. Brad then started splashing water at her left and right. "Stop, stop!" Debbie laughed, the water smacking her full in the face as she waded backwards, Brad coming in after her.

  Debbie gasped as she felt his flesh on hers. Her still sensitive skin turned the innocent brush into an explosion of intimacy. Debbie stumbled, grabbing at Brad for support as she fell backwards into the shallows. Brad fell down forward after her, his body over hers. Debbie stared into his eyes, panting, her body flushed with fading laughter and still present arousal. Her pussy lips were drenched and not just with water. She stared into his stormy blue eyes. Lust washed over her mind in a pink fog, her mind imagining the feel of his lips on her lips, his tongue on her tongue, his cock in... Brad leaned in to her naked quivering body, his eyes hungrily staring at her nakedness, his lips closing the distance between them. Then headlights crossed over them, a loud honk and someone hollering out the window at the two naked siblings as a car zipped by. Brad turned to look and Debbie backed up from under him toward her clothes on the bank. Debbie didn't turn to look at Brad as he watched her ass scurry toward the RV.

  Debbie was freezing, that was what she wanted to focus on. Her body shivered with cold from the night breeze blowing over her wet naked body. She quickly looked for the hairdryer. They didn't bring towels, not having prepared for impromptu skinny dipping. Debbie fumbled in the dark, her dripping hands finding the handle of the hairdryer and brought it to her body, turning it on. But it didn't turn on. Confused Debbie clicked the trigger a few more times then checked the wall socket, in the dark she couldn't make out if the switch was on so she went to the light-switch and flicked on the light. But the light didn't come on. A whole new form of unease crept over Debbie as she went to check the ignition, she'd left the headlights on and the battery had drained. Debbie slapped her hand on the console in frustration, tears meeting her eyes. She couldn't do anything right. Everything was going wrong, nothing was stable. She slammed her hand down on the console again and again screaming in frustration. Then Brad's arms were around her pulling her to his warmth. Debbie cried. "I-I c-can't d-d-do anything r-r-right!" Brad turned her around and looked into her eyes. His eyebrows slumped into concern, "Deb, you-" and then thought better of it. He set his jaw and looked about the dark cabin. "We can't wait around freezing like this, we need to get wrapped up. Deb I know this might not be the best time for it, but we'll need to share body heat, this place will get below 20 degrees we need to get warm." He brought out blankets from the cupboards and shut the door. "
Can you set up the bed while I make sure the solar panel is ready to recharge the batter tomorrow?" Debbie's mind had shut down. She didn't want to think, didn't want to waste time, just set up the bed and crawled inside the blanket, her wet, naked body curling in on itself.

  Debbie felt Brad enter the bed and crawl up next to her. This was the closest they'd slept together in years, and they were both naked. She could feel Brad's dick throbbing against her stomach and her cheeks flushed. She hoped Brad wouldn't notice how wet she was and just put it down to the water from the lake. But as he breathed on her neck Debbie's sensitive flesh threw her completely into sexual pleasure mode. Her senses were flooded with his woody musk, his hot flesh, his strong and comforting embrace, his warm breath on her skin. With every panting breath she expelled, more and more will to resist the flesh that was her brother left too. With every shuddering intake of air Debbie felt her lust and primal need to be filled grow until that familiar pink haze flooded her mind. He was her brother, raised with her, the one person she absolutely shouldn't fuck, and she wanted him, she wanted to ride him, wanted his cock inside her pussy, ploughing into her, filling her with his seed. That thought tipped Debbie over the edge. Maybe ...only for the night.

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  Debbie ground her wet, tight slit against Brad's leg and growled "Fuck me". Brad, already raging with desire could not ignore this invitation. He rolled her over, her primal growls now muffled by the bed. Brad mounted her from behind, his prick pressing against her tight entrance. Brad pressed in, his dick screwing slowly but surely into Debbie but Brad frowned, was this her first time? Brad's dick met resistance. He hadn't expected that Debbie would be a virgin, he meant no disrespect for her, but having grown up with her he'd heard just how sexually charged she managed to get. Brad leaned down and kissed Debbie, his tongue capturing hers. She moaned into his mouth and Brad pushed through the resistance, Debbie wincing in pain. Brad slowed, lips brushing against her neck and watching her closely as he pushed in slowly, stopping every now and then when it seemed it was too painful until he was all the way in. Holy fuck she was tight. After a few moments Brad started to pull out, Debbie was so tight it felt like she was sucking him back in and by the time only his head was still inside her, he pushed back in. Her hot wet juices were accentuated by the slap of flesh on flesh. The smell of fucking filled their nostrils and Debbie in particular felt a new level of lust bring her back into activity, pain not forgotten, just pushed aside as she tried to push her hips back off the bed into Brad. The sight of his wanton step-sister thrusting her needy pussy back at him left Brad with little recourse but to thrust, thrust harder, thrust faster. The RV was flooding with their scent, lake-water giving way to sweat, pre-cum and Debbie's slick juices. Brad's arms either side of Debbie allowed him the purchase to start thrusting her harder and harder into the mattress. Debbie moaned with abandon, the world around them disappeared and all that remained was her hard nipples pressing again and again into the bed, her pussy being slapped down and filled every time she tried to push back. With each thrust the pain lessened, the strange sensation that landed neither side of pain or pleasure filled a numb void with spikes of pleasure licking through. Their pace picked up and Brad started grunting, his dick throbbing mess inside her. "Oh fuck" she breathed. There wasn't any confusion now, Debbie was feeling the long denied pleasure, her pussy clenching down tight around Brad as she felt herself cresting a wave of hot bliss. Brad reached under her, slicked his fingers on her pussy and rubbed her clit. "Ohfuckohfuckohfuck!" She gripped the sheet, her body jerking in paroxysms of pleasure, Brad let out a final grunt of satisfaction and fucked her into the bed, hot jets of cum spurting out painting the walls of her vagina and womb white with their thick sticky load. Her brother came inside her. That was it, Debbie screamed out in euphoria as her pussy wringed every last drop from him as her mind tried to comprehend the pleasure rushing through her body. Her eyes rolled back and her body went slack as she enjoyed the glow.

  Brad brought himself out of his sister, he felt so filled with love, with care and the desire to protect, and he wrapped them up in the blanket and pulled her close to him, kissing her one last time upon the forehead as she drifted off into a euphoric sleep. Brad's face went slack with exhaustion. He was worried for his sister, but he for all his cleverness he could only think of one form of comfort to offer her. She was so special to him and it hurt him to see her in pain that he couldn't do anything about. Brad felt the world drifting away into sleep. He wouldn't fail her. Not again.

  Debbie woke in a start, her body felt strange, a dull ache in her pussy, tingling all over her body, intense warmth. She felt Brad next to her, his wood in its morning state pressing up against her thigh. The thick heady scent of his musk and the coupling she remembered from last night blew through her mind. She'd... she'd fucked her brother, her first time and he'd taken it. Debbie wanted to scream, she wanted to cry, she wanted to beat the crap out of Brad but she knew she was just as much to blame. Brad opened his eyes, a stupid grin plastered across his face. Debbie threw the pillow at him and flounced over to their clothes picking them up in frustration and hanging them out the window. She was so stupid, she hadn't hung them up or anything. They'd be in the RV naked until they dried. "Morning beautiful." Debbie blushed. "Don't..." "Don't what? Tell the truth?" "Brad no, I can't do this. Just shut the fuck up please." Debbie tried to make sense of everything. Her parents hadn't wanted her to drive this thing, they were easily going to be almost a day late because she decided she wanted to go for a fucking swim, left the lights on and oh to top it off was so fucking whorish she fucked her own brother. What bothered her most was she didn't feel sick, her body glowed, it had felt so good and just remembering was making her hot. Her body being fucked into the bed, her pussy being molded to her brother's cock, her brother's cum spurting out inside her. "YOU CAME INSIDE ME?" The veneer of calm, cool, collectedness cracked and Brad was left with a hollow smile and worried eyes. "Sis I..."

  "Fuck sake Brad, you came inside me last night and you still want to call me sis? I think we're fucking past that Brad. I mean can I just have something? Something of my own to be proud of? Can I have a part of my life that I don't fuck up, where I'm not in your shadow?" I let this out in one vitriolic outburst. Brad stared at her heaving form, it seemed they were beyond the point of modesty, with all the nakedness and shouting, but he still stared at her breasts, before looking back at her eyes. She could see he was a little hurt. "Sis I love you. Do you remember like a month after we first met?" He leaned over taking her hand. Debbie hadn't thought about it for a long time. "When that boy tried to take your grandma's necklace? I was so powerless to stop him. That necklace was so important to you. All I could do was cling to it and it broke. I never wanted to be like that again, I never wanted to be that useless bystander watching the person I love go through hardships and not be able to do anything about it." Debbie remembered it vividly, she had been crying, Brad had come away with a few bruises and her grandma's necklace, the last thing she had left of her grandma, was broken. "I've spent every possible moment trying to better myself, trying to become fitter, smarter a better person because I want to be there for you, I want to protect you, I want to make you happy sis." Brad was so close now, his naked body brushing against hers. His hot breath licking against her skin, his throbbing erection burning against her hip, it had only been a few minutes ago that she'd been cursing him for this exact behavior and now here she was rubbing up against him. Debbie was about to lean in to whisper in his ear and Brad pulled away. Disconcerted Debbie watched as he walked away to his bag and pulled out a box and gave it to her.

  "Here, I've actually been meaning to give this to you for a while. But I wanted to do it when I felt I was ready to be there for you, you know, as a man. When I could tell you how I feel." Debbie's heart pounded she opened the box and there was her grandmother's necklace, all fixed with new gold chain "Brad..." She couldn't find the words, the tears filled her eyes. "Call me bro" She hadn't used that for
so long. It was so unfair, they couldn't. They shouldn't. But every touch, every memory burned with such ferocity in her heart that it was impossible not to try and find a way. "Brad I love you."

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  Debbie didn't know how long this could last, where it would go, but she knew where she wanted to go right now. She had found direction. That direction was going down on her brother's amazing shaft. Debbie brought her face right up close to Brad's member, taking a deep breath in, letting the deep musk of Brad cover her, addle her brain. Then she rubbed her face in his balls, the sweaty, musky, woody scent seeping into her very pores marking her as his. She licked at his balls affectionately, eager to get at their sticky payload. Debbie wanted her brother's cum, wanted his dick inside her. The guilty wrongness of it had definitely flipped in her head, all the guilty, unbearable shame of her sinful desires had set a fire alight in her brain all the way down her body through her mouth, nipples, breasts, pussy and her extremities. She drew her tongue along his thick, hot length up the back of the shaft and collected a small dewy deposit of pre-cum dripping out of the tip. Debbie was so turned on, just giving Brad head had her pussy glistening with desire. She brought the cockhead into her mouth and sucked. Working her tongue around his sensitive cockhead, Brad thrust his hips instinctively into Debbie's mouth. He grunted as she gripped the base of his shaft and started pumping. Debbie rubbed her slutty pussy against her calf while going down on her brother. She'd never been so turned on in her life as she was now with his musky, ball sweat all over her face and his cock edging closer and closer toward her esophagus. Debbie's cheeks bulged, burning red with guilt and ever brighter with excitement as she shoved more and more of Brad's meaty prick into her cock-hungry gob. Brad grabbed her head, his hand entwining in her hair as he neared his climax, Debbie sucked furiously, trying as hard as she could to ignore the discomfort and slight pain of him entering her throat. She started to gag, her throat contracting and opening around his head, squeezing down tight and that was all it took for Brad. He gripped her, groaned aloud and shot hot cum straight down her throat.