by J. L. Beck
Of course, a finger was nice. A cock was much, much better.
"You relaxed now? You feel relaxed. Do you think you're ready for me?"
I nodded swallowing down the fear.
Then he dropped his shorts, and I reminded myself that Cody was far thicker than a pair of fingers. Eyes wide, I almost started to speak, but I silenced myself. I had faith in Cody's ability to not hurt me.
So I took a deep breath and invited the oncoming cock entering my very, very, tiny hole.
That bulging head was pressing at my pucker and he teased me with it, holding my ass cheeks apart as he prepared to impale me on his cock.
Slowly but surely, he started to press himself in, bit by bit. It was like a tidal wave tearing through me, his girth simultaneously feeling needed yet like it was tearing me apart at the same time. I gasped and endured.
Inch by inch, he made his cock disappear inside of my ass. Then, he stopped.
"How you feeling, Princess?" His voice was strained as he tried to hold himself back.
"Like I have giant cock in my ass." I moaned.
He grunted. "You'll get used to it. You'll be surprised how adaptable you are."
Cody didn't rush me. He let the nerves in my backside get used to this bizarre invader and slowly but surely he started to withdraw himself from me, the friction so immense I was sure it would kill me. When he pushed himself back in, I had to gasp, or was that a moan. I couldn’t tell the line between them was so blurry.
There was a blissful electricity inside of me, but it rolled in like a tidal wave, and rolled out in much the same way. Everything was so full, so big, and so tight.
Eventually he bottomed out inside my ass, his cock claiming my ass.
"Is my little sister liking it? Does she like being her brother's ass slut?"
Another moaning gasp, and I looked back at him over my shoulder while nodding for him, still mostly focused on keeping myself together through all of this. I still felt like I was being torn apart, but nonsensically in a good way.
His rhythm increased as did my moaning. I was learning to like it, and I was liking it a hell of a lot. I was gaining confidence in the situation, holding myself up, and soon, I was bucking into him, urging him to take me to the next level.
My Step Brothers had deflowered both of my holes and now that I was done with that, I didn't want to be treated like a virgin anymore. I wanted to be fucked like a woman, fucked like the slut I was clearly suddenly becoming.
"Jesus, Alexa, I didn't expect you to get this into it."
"Shut up and take my ass…” I ordered. My breasts swaying as I encouraged him to slam into my ass, the tsunamis of bliss becoming more and more frequent, and soon I was howling for him, calling out the usual things you shout in the throes of passion. To be fucked harder, faster, in varying degrees of coherency.
My death grip was on the edge of the counter. I was completely into this. Nothing was going to stop me from enjoying Cody.
Cody wasn't satisfied with making me just love every single inch of his cock this way though. No, the bastard had to go further. He wanted to please me in every single way he could.
Even as he fucked my ass, he reached between us and inserted three fingers into my pussy, all while pounding my ass harder. I think I actually squealed in delight as he did so. I couldn't hear anything but the symphony of my own moans and the steady pounding of my ass, and I doubted Cody could hear much of anything either.
My back was arching towards him, even as he took me. Soon, his chest was at my spine, and with his free hand, he held me in place, tweaking my nipples to further take me into sensory overload.
Neck turning, we shared a kiss, if only briefly, the sensations too much to keep quiet for. I could hear his grunts of need as he pounded me, knowing that he too was so damn close, and I was close to something too.
I was shaking, heart racing. I could feel my eyes roll back into my head as I whipped my hair back and sang for him. It was as if an orgasmic nuke had gone off inside of me, leaving me screaming at the top of the lungs.
Even my ass felt like it was being twisted and abused, feeling the muscles down there clamp down on the invading cock, making a tight fit even more ridiculous for him. It was jerking him, pulling him, pushing him, massaging him. Whatever it was, I heard Cody stutter out a long groan.
Right along with me, he had achieved his climax. His poor cock, unable to take anymore, quivered and blew his load uselessly inside of me, filling my ass up with his seed. The warmth radiated through me again, a soft smile coming to my face, making me wonder how sex with a condom was even something people did.
We had both taken one another to our limits, me collapsing forward, and him right behind me. We rested on the counter, his chest on my back, his cock still buried deep inside me. He could leave it there as long as he wanted if he kept treating me like this. A quiet silence took over the room, just the serenity and enjoyment of our strange cuddling post sex.
Until, however, everything was ruined.
"P—P—Princess!?"
My eyes popped open, and my head turned in direction of my Daddies voice. I saw him, and I froze absolutely solid.
Daddy.
My stomach rolled as I moved, pulling my sweat pants up my legs. It was official my life was more than over.
Chapter Seven
CODY
I tried to imagine it from her Father’s perspective. I really did because honestly there was nothing like walking into the family cabin hoping to see your family only to discover your Step Son was ball’s deep inside your precious daughter.
Empathy, though, can really be hard sometimes when the person you're trying to empathize with is rushing and tackling you to the ground.
"Daddy, no!" Alexa screamed, real fear filling her words.
Though not even the demands of his daughter stopped him. The old man ignored her and instead tried to rain down fist on my face. I'd been in fights before, but this wasn't one where I wanted to hurt my opponent.
"You piece of shit! You're assaulting my daughter!" He screamed in my face his blood vessels on the verge of exploding.
"Daddy, it's not like that."Alexa frowned as she tried futilely to peel him off me.
"Shut up, Alexa!" He shot back over his shoulder, while trying to land a blow against my cheek. It was then that I lost my cool. I was over this. I rolled us forcing the old man to the ground while I got the upper hand.
"Daddy, he didn't do anything I didn't want him too!” Alexa admitted, causing the room to grow quiet. My mother’s face was grief stricken.
"No daughter of mine would be involved in such acts!" He heaved, as she struggled against my grip.
"Daddy! No! Stop it! Cody's innocent!" Alexa pleaded with her father to understand but we all knew he wasn’t going too. He would always see her as a little girl even though she was mature enough to make her own choices.
"Jim, please," My mother finally stepped in.
Jim was trembling under me. "I don't want to hurt you," I continued. "I really, really don't"
Slowly, I stood up, letting him up. He scurried across the wood floor as if the ground was lava beneath his feet.
His fists were still balled up, and there was a look in his eyes that told me he was still driven to make me pay for what I had done.
"Please, Daddy," Alexa had approached him. "It's not Cody's fault."
He directed his attention to her, "You're fucking your Step Brother? What the hell is wrong with you, Alexa?" I could hear and see the disappointment he had in her.
Now it was Alexa's turn to tremble in place. She loved her father. He wasn't my true old man, but he didn't ever do me wrong.
"Daddy, please. I don't know. I just... I just wanted to." Alexa tried to gather her wits but there was no changing her father’s mind.
"I sent you to Catholic school so this would never happen." Frustration flooded Jim’s features.
I wanted to say something anything, but I wasn’t sure if it would make t
hings better. I was struggling on what to say. Could I tell him I'm in love with your daughter? The girl who's supposed to be my little sister, who I'm supposed to protect from creeps like myself?
"Cody, put some clothes on, please," My mother cleared her throat. I nodded grabbing my shorts up off the floor. I pulled them up my legs and waited for the next bomb to drop. There was silence, but it was the most hostile silence I'd ever been a part of. Again, I tried to empathize but what does one say when caught in this kind of situation?
Footsteps sounded above us, "Hey, where's my sexy little sister at?" Bret called out, in his best attempts to be seductive. I hid my laughter beneath my hand. Jim was about to blow another gasket.
"Sexy little sister?" Jim glared at his daughter, who was now frozen in place. "Are you fucking him too?"
"Daddy, I'm sorry, I just..." Tears glistened in her eyes.
Bret reached the landing. "Um, uh, what's going on?"
Jim let out a guttural scream and charged up the stairs at Bret.
"Daddy, please, no!" Alexa started forward towards her father.
"Jim, calm down!" My mother urged.
This time, I was there to pull him off Bret before he managed to get any blows in.
He was left squirming, his mind just overloaded. He wanted to hurt somebody but more than that he wanted someone to pay. Alexa was his perfect little Princess and she could do no wrong until now.
After another minute of hostile silence, my Jim finally spoke. I thought he would turn on my brother and I but he didn’t. He turned on the person we least expected him too.
Judith. My mother.
Within seconds he was across the room, and right in her face. "This is the kind of boys you raised? Sick, twisted, incestuous perverts? I thought better of you, Judith!"
"Jim, what are you talking about?"
"Shut up! Divorce! Now! I need to get my princess far, far, away from you and your twisted freak sons!"
My mother glared up at him and then sunk back in disappointment. "Jim, you're overreacting." Her voice was low.
"HOW AM I OVERREACTING? I WALK IN AND FIND YOUR SON WITH HIS COCK UP MY DAUGHTER"S ASS, JUDITH! Then I find out your other son is fucking her too! So not only did they turn her into an incestuous freak, they turned her into an incestuous slut!"
"Daddy, they didn't..." Alexa desperately tried to calm her father down. This wasn't something puppy dog eyes and a sad face was, going to work on though.
"Shut up, Alexa! Don't repeat their brainwashing." He turned to her and took her by the wrist. "Get your things. I'm not letting you stay under the same roof as these deviants a minute longer."
Lightning crashed just then. A storm was rolling in.
"Jim, you can't leave now," My mother tried to speak up. "We barely beat out the thunderstorm that was rolling in."
"I'm not letting even an act of God let them corrupt my daughter further, Judith!" He tried to pull Alexa along. To her credit, she showed him she was a woman and not a girl anymore, with a healthily dose of resistance.
"Don't be stupid, Jim. You go out there and drive as angry as you are now, and you're going to get yourself and Alexa killed."
I could see the old man nibble on his bottom lip in fury. I thought he was actually going to draw blood. "Daddy, please. Just... sleep on it. I swear. I didn't mean to hurt you, I just.... feel things, okay?"
He released Alexa’s wrist and narrowed his eyes at her.
"We leave the second this storm stops so have your shit ready."
"Thank you, Daddy." Alexa sighed.
He placed his hands on her shoulders and looked right into her eyes. "Stay the fuck away from them." He them turned to Bret and I. "You stay the fuck away from my daughter or I will kill you."
I believed it. For that matter, if he had the ability to do so, I think he would have already done it.
"You okay, Mom?" Bret asked.
"Why did you boys do this?" She walked past us. She didn't exactly want to deal with the shit storm we had just caused.
Glancing toward Bret, I spoke up first, "Did you really have to call down here with the nickname?”
"I only thought you two were here, okay?" He shook his head in defeat.
Together, the two of us returned to our room. I went to the corner of my bed, and sulked against the wall, trying to digest the frenzy of everything that had happened.
Fuck, Alexa was the best I'd ever had. The way she got into it. The thrill of hearing her scream for me. It was more than her hotness now. It was just her and now it looked like she was destined to disappear from our lives forever.
Bret sat in a computer chair, not exactly full of energy either. "Jesus... I feel like scum."
"What? Why?"
"We were up here talking about how we were going to seduce her. Then all this happens. This is all our fault, man."
"Seduce? You think she didn't want it too.” I couldn’t believe Bret right now.
"We pushed the envelope. We put the temptation there. I doubt she would have ever made the first move."
I shook my head. "No, dude. You can't look at it like that. Someone always has to make the first move. That's just how love works. Otherwise we're all stuck in our own heads, just living with fantasies we might not know we share."
Bret let out a little laugh. "I guess so. She really got into it, so it wasn't like Alexa didn't fantasize about us. We treated her like a brat all those years ago too, so we shouldn't be surprised she wouldn't think we had an interest in her."
Just thinking about her, talking about her. My cock was already waking up again, and I just had the best orgasm of my life not even an hour ago. You don't find girls like that often.
"Dumbest part about this?" Bret began. "I got the worst case of blue balls right now. I wanted her for more, then her damn parents show up and there goes that."
"You should have known they were coming."
"Why’re you telling me that, when you were the one fucking her over the counter without locking the front door?"
I grumbled. He had me there. "So what're we going to do? We ruined our mother's marriage on top of it all. Maybe we are freaks?" I was feeling sorry for myself.
"Fuck that. We're all consenting adults."
"Forget all that," Bret said. "You enjoy her as much as I did, better yet how tight is her ass?"
Looking his way, I just smirked like a kid that had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Recollecting it gave me a full on boner. "You have no idea. Jesus, she's so perfect."
"Yet as soon as the rain gives way, she's gone."
A crash of lightning sounded again. "Please tell me you're seriously not thinking of just letting that happen, are you?"
Bret leaned back in the chair. "No, I really wasn't. We got the money, we got the security, we got everything we could ever want... we just need the girl."
"Exactly." I exclaimed. I was ready for Alexa to be ours.
Chapter Eight
ALEXA
I'd never cried before like I had that night and as I laid on my bed, my pillow already well soaked with tears, I tried to think of why. It wasn't so easy to figure out.
Yeah, I didn't like disappointing my father. He adored me and I did my damnedest to live up to what he wanted of me. I didn't fight him on going to Catholic school for my high school years because that's what he wanted of me. I wasn't that religious, I was already interested in boys, and everything else. I wanted to just go to the standard high school. The ones with the football games and proms and well everything he deemed unsafe.
He wanted me to stay pure. So I gave up those formative years to be around a bunch of girls and mildly insane nuns just to make him happy.
Then the second I find something that makes me happy, he does this.
Yeah, it's wrong to fuck my Step Brothers, and it was ever worse to do it so suddenly and without any protection. And now I was never going to see them again, and he was blaming his wife, someone I was glad to have in our lives because she made him
happy.
The fact of never seeing Bret or Cody again was settling in.
Never would I feel what they did to me again. I knew it wasn't just because I was an inexperienced virgin, no. There was something special. What I felt these past twenty-four hours was something that would last a lifetime with me.
But I had options right? Could I really defy my father? It wasn't like I could take care of myself yet. No one hires a nineteen-year-old with no experience for a decent paying job. If I defied him, it would only get worse.
Fear struck me. Bret had come inside me. A lot and I don't know if quantity magically means it's more effective or anything, but the last thing I needed was to get pregnant.
God, having my Step Brother's baby, I don't think Daddy would ever forgive me for something so depraved.
I sat up, my head aching from my indecisiveness. Maybe I just needed to talk to the twins. Discuss us and make them feel it, try to make them understand that it was just lust and make myself ignore that my heart was feeling a lot more than that. I always looked up to them. I always thought they were hot. Finding out what they could make me feel was all I needed to be dragged from a simple crush to head over heels in love.
Dusting myself off, I got up, getting my t-shirt and sweatpants in order. I realized I needed to launch a covert mission. Sneak over to Bret and Cody's room. Resist their cocks and try to end all of this on a good note.
But my train of thought was suddenly interrupted by a knock at my bedroom door.
Raising an eyebrow, I wondered who it could be. Daddy? Maybe he had calmed down and wanted to talk it out with me more. I exhaled before walking over to the door and opening it.
My eyes lit up with excitement at the sight of them.
Bret and Cody. They didn't even wait for me to invite them in, they just pushed their way through the doorframe, quickly closing the door behind them.
"Sorry, Alexa," Bret said. "I don't want your Daddy in the state of mind he's in seeing that we came in here."
"It's okay," I said, "I was about to sneak over to your room anyway…”
What I expected and what I got in the next moment were two very different things. Bret crossed the spaced between us first his lips pressing against mine while, stealing my breath away. He swept me off my feet in the next instance and pinned me down on the mattress.