Punishing the Brats

She hated the fact that he kept saying that. She just wanted to forget how wrong it all was, but every time he said it, his cock jumped. He was getting off on it!

But then, wasn’t she, too? She had to breathe through her nose, her entire body still so wired, and all she wanted was for him to cum. For him to fall prey to her own body, and put them both on even ground.

She looked up at him as she went down his cock further, feeling him broach against the back of her throat.

She’d never given a guy head before, never gone so far with any other man.

But he tasted good, and before she could stop herself, she was getting really into it.

Perhaps the sickest part was how he met her gaze back, and held it. Actually held it.

His hand was in her hair, guiding her motions, but he stared down at her. That thin veneer of control being breached by the pleasure she was creating in him, the way he moaned… the way he looked at her. It was so… lustful. So hungry. Bestial. And yet… more.

There were no words for it that she knew. She merely swirled her tongue around his shaft, took her little victories in how she made his massive, muscular form twitch, his lips moan, his balls bounce against her chin as she took him so deep.

“Fuck, you’re a good lil’ cock sucker, sis,” he said, his eyes struggling to stay open as he watched her work his shaft.

Even when she was blowing him, he still used that word so freely. She wanted to get him to the point he had no words. She wanted him to be as much a slave to pleasure as she was, and she redoubled her efforts.

It was sloppy, and wet, and saliva dripped from her lips and along her chin as she fell into the tempo of his motions, his hand gripping her ponytail and guiding her. Showing her just how he liked his cock sucked.

She worked his throbbing shaft, and all of a sudden… she saw the levee break. His eyes shut, and the control he exercised over her gave way. He was lost in his desire for her, lost in the pleasure she created. He was a slave to passion just as much as she was. She could see it, written on his handsome face, in the way his big, muscular form twitched and moved with such a lack of control.

He had no words any longer, just moans, and grunts… masculine, animal sounds that made everything in porn sound so fake and cheesy by comparison to her.

His dick swelled, and she knew she was working him oh so near. His balls no longer slapped her chin, and his shaft was stiffer, throbbing fuller, any moment ready to burst.

It was bad how much she wanted it. Wanted him to cum in her mouth, just like he’d cum on her panties.

And even though she’d gotten off so many times, already she was throbbing and wanting more. Her free hand snaked down between her legs and she prayed he wouldn’t notice as she began working her fingers over her clit.

Praying wasn’t necessary though, her brother was long gone. Lost to the pleasures of her flesh as she sucked at his dick so wantonly, worked his meaty girth until…

The flood came.

Thick, creamy gouts of his virile spunk shot out into her mouth, lanced across her tongue, splattered against the roof of her mouth. He buckled over her a little, face contorted in pleasure as he emptied his loins right into his sister’s waiting maw. So many thick, creamy spurts of his seed to fill her up, again and again, so that she couldn’t swallow it down fast enough to keep up.

She felt lucky he’d just jerked off that morning, because already he built up a load bigger than she could handle. It drooled from her lower lip, but something about it was... hot.

Really hot.

Just the fact that she’d made her brother cum in her mouth was enough to make her entire body sing and another orgasm crashed through her.

So much for hiding it...

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Zach

Zach was fuzzy headed and confused by the most powerful orgasm he’d ever experienced. His sister down on her knees, sucking him off had been such an intense experience, no other woman doing that to him could compare.

Yet as he slowly came down from his high, the last of his jizz spurting out into her mouth, he forced his eyes open to gaze down at his sister, watching her finger herself into another orgasm right before him. Cum drooling from her mouth as she quaked with pleasure, having gotten off on blowing him.

“You sick lil’ pet, sis,” he said, his voice all gravelly and harsh from his climax. “Fuck you want your brother’s big cock so bad, don’t you,” he taunted, shivering a little with delight as he plucked his cock from her mouth, leaving her panting and drooling his seed as he slapped his dick to her lips.

Nothing could compare to seeing her like that. Used by him, and still begging for more. She was better than any groupie slut he could imagine.

Especially since she slept right down the hall from him.