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How I Became My StepBrother's Slut Part 2 ( mc, nc, mf, ff, growth )
Farleven ( farleven@yahoo.com )
May 2002
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Waking up naked in my stepbrother's arms was about the weirdest thing I
had ever experienced. I was lying with my back against his chest and
his arm draped over my waist. I squirmed for a moment, not knowing what
to do and remembering just how I'd ended up in that position. Brandon
must have felt me squirm because he reached up, grabbed onto one of my
breasts, and squeezed it firmly.
"Good morning, sis." Brandon sounded just like he was greeting me at
breakfast, as if it was perfectly normal being in bed with me.
"Get off." I whimpered. "You may have had your way with me last night,
but this has got to stop, Brandon."
"Come on, sis, I know you loved it last night and its not like you have
a choice." Brandon replied, not even pausing with his hand. I could
feel my nipples getting nice and hard from his touch, and even my pussy
was beginning to stir again. I had to admit, he really did know how to
play with a girl.
"Please, Brandon, just let me up." I whined, hoping that I could
convince him to let me go before he got other ideas.
"Great idea, sis. I'd love to have you ride me, just let me toss off
these covers and you can hop on." Brandon laughed and quickly prepared
himself. I felt a sudden surge of need inside me, getting myself ready
for him. I wasn't going to give into him this time though. No way was
I just going to be at his beck and call no matter how good it might have
felt.
Of course that lasted about as long as it took for Brandon to pull the
sheets off of us and roll onto his back. One look between his legs and
I just had to feel him inside me again. I quickly sat up and straddled
him, putting my pussy right over his crotch and reaching between us for
his already hard shaft. It wasn't until I pushed down and guided his
knob to my entrance that I even realized what I was doing.
"Brandon, you've got to stop this." I moaned as I started to lower
myself onto him and felt his member slowly spear me. "I'm not just some
toy for you to play with."
I closed my eyes as I seated myself on to of him, not being able to
fight back my moans of pleasure. I was still coherent though, and I
didn't want to be doing this no matter how wonderful it felt.
"Come on, Sis. You can't tell me you don't like this." Brandon smiled
as he reached up and squeezed both of my breasts. I couldn't help but
squeal with delight at his touch. I couldn't understand it, but even
this light fondling was just amazing and I couldn't help but thrust my
chest into his hands so he could play with me better.
"Brandon, please, you made me love it!" I objected with as much strength
as I could given I was moaning from all the intimate sensations suddenly
coursing through me. It was wonderful, every bit of it, except for the
fact that I wanted to be getting ready for my Saturday and not playing
sex slave for my step brother.
"And is that so bad?" Brandon asked while he gave each of my nipples a
wonderful pinch. I gasped with delight then scowled at him.
"I don't want to be some toy for you, you pervert!" I yelled back. Of
course I was also rippling my pussy over his wonderfully filling shaft
as I said this. This wasn't going well, everything was just deliriously
wonderful, and I think Brandon was starting to get off on my objections
even as I started to fuck him.
"Just think, Sis, do you really want to stop?" Brandon asked. Just like
last night, I could almost feel that the question was genuine, like he
was really giving me a choice. As I looked down at him and started to
respond, he grabbed me by my hips and held me still.
"Think about it, Sis. Give it a minute." Brandon said. I wanted to
shoot back at him that I didn't need a minute, but I couldn't. His
blasted suggestions were just like orders to me, so all I could do was
sit for a minute and think about.
He was kind enough to give me the time too. So I just sat there,
straddling my stepbrother's cock, completely naked, contemplating
whether I wanted to go on like this. I didn't want to be Brandon's
little sex slave, but I couldn't deny that I'd enjoyed everything he'd
done so far, aside from not asking permission. The weird thing was that
I didn't want to really think about giving this up completely, it had
been fun, I just didn't want to be controlled.
"So, sis, what'll it be? Do you want to be able to enjoy this every day
or not?" Brandon asked, taking his hands away from my hips with a long
caress down my thighs. That scared me, I just felt that he was
threatening me somehow. I didn't know quite what he had in mind, but I
felt like it was big. Strangely, the idea of doing this every day had
it's own appeal as well. Finally I came to my decision.
"We can discuss terms later, lets just enjoy this now, okay?" I
whimpered and started rippling my pussy again and humped him a little.
I had the feeling Brandon was hoping to work me into a trap, and I just
wanted to be dressed and not impaled on his cock when we discussed our
relationship further.
"Okay, sis, whatever you say." Brandon smiled and I squealed as he gave
me a nice couple of thrusts from below. I wiggled my rear on him and
pulled his hands back up to my chest. I giggled as he squeezed me and
then started humping him. It was different being the one doing the
work, but it still felt good having his cock sliding into me and I
angled myself so I could tickle my little nub while I humped him.
Just as I was beginning to get up a good rhythm we heard a knock at the
door and I slammed myself down on Brandon in shock.
"Brandon, is Terri in there with you? You two should be getting down
for breakfast you know." I heard mom asking from the other side of the
door. I was scared stupid, afraid that mom would actually come in and
see me fucking my stepbrother. It took me a moment to realize that
Brandon didn't seem the least be concerned. In fact he was still giving
happily fondling my breasts and had taken to humping into me as best he
could.
"Yeah, Mom, Terri's in here. We'll be down soon." Brandon replied. He
smiled up wickedly at me and whispered. "Come on, sis, you can hump and
talk with Mom at the same time."
I didn't miss his meaning, and started fucking him again, with a
slightly slower and quieter motion though. I didn't really want to, but
I just had to be humping him before I could talk to mom. Then I gave my
reply. "We'll be done really soon, Mom."
"Okay, kids, don't be too long." Mom replied, and I heard her walk away
from the door. As my fear lifted I could feel the adrenaline still
rushing through me. I realized I was really hot now and I just couldn't
get enough action humping Brandon.
"Brandon, can you get on top now?" I asked, though I didn't slow myself
down yet.
"Sure, sis, why?" Brandon asked. I knew instantly that he wasn't just
going to roll over, he wanted me to tell him. Of course, I knew I
couldn't keep myself from telling him as soon as he asked.
"I just really need it nice and hard and I can't do it like this." I
replied humping him as hard as I could to prove my point. Brandon
grunted his approval at my actions and smiled.
Then he just reached up and grabbed me, pulling me down to his chest.
He locked his lips on mine and I couldn't help but slip him my tongue.
As our mouths did that little dance, Brandon gave us a swift roll and I
found myself beneath him, my legs perfectly spread and my pussy
deliciously full. Brandon pulled away from our kiss and repositioned
himself a little.
"Oh, god, Brandon, fuck me hard, just like last night!" I cried out,
squirming my deeply impaled passage against him eagerly. I really
needed it just like that right now, I was so hot and I knew only a good
hard fucking could help.
"Wow, sis, almost getting caught has really got you going. I'm going to
have to remember this." Brandon chuckled as he started thrusting into
me. I really didn't care what he said, all I wanted was to work off
this tension with his amazing shaft pounding me.
He didn't make me wait, in fact I think he was just as turned on by the
whole thing as I had been and he was giving me perfect hard thrusts
almost as soon as he started. I did my best to meet him half way and we
made wonderful music together like that. For another short eternity we
were one, locked in pure passion and all my concerns for how I got here
fell away. I was a woman, he was a man, and that was all that mattered.
Of course, we didn't last very long, all that tension had already thrown
me to the edge and our pace had done its work on Brandon. It wasn't
very long before we both quaked with the pinnacle of our joining and we
threw ourselves together with unrestrained power. Then I felt the damn
burst and I fell back in blissful oblivion as a flood of pleasure
coursed through me. Distantly I could feel myself pull Brandon hard
against me and felt his shaft plow deeply into me and begin to fill me
with his seed once more.
I coasted back from that wonderful orgasm with Brandon's shaft still
twitching inside me. He'd gotten me again I mused. Not quite finding
the strength properly upset with him. He had been a good fuck I
thought. A moment later I giggled at the reality that he'd been my only
fuck so far, but I couldn't deny that I'd loved it. I wondered about
that for a moment, was this really how I felt or just another of
Brandon's little controls? Everything I'd done since last night had all
seemed like what I wanted, or needed when I did it. Sometimes I
realized it wasn't what I really wanted to do, but I couldn't stop
myself and looking back now, I wondered even more which things had been
my choices and which his.
Finally Brandon bent down and kissed me lightly on the lips and I felt
him pull his shrinking cock out of me. "Okay, sis, I think we both need
a good shower and we can talk about this later."
I just nodded my assent, still too taken with my own orgasm to form
words yet. Slowly I pulled myself out of bed, went over to where I'd
dropped my clothes last night, and started picking them up. I couldn't
believe what I'd done, I'd just been fucked, twice, by my step brother.
Then I started thinking, I had to tell Mom, I didn't know just what
she'd do, but it had to be better than this.
Just then I felt Brandon walk up behind me and grab my breasts from
behind. I moaned at his fondling and pressed my tender bosom into his
probing hands. I wished I could just pull away from him, but his hands
were just working an irresistible magic across my chest and I couldn't
bring myself to move.
"Don't forget your robe, silly, no need walking around naked while Mom's
poking her head around. Besides, that's why you brought it last night."
Brandon whispered in my ear as he tweaked my nipples. I looked ahead in
surprise at his suggestion, seeing my bathrobe resting on the floor in
front of me. Then I remembered having brought it, I didn't even think
about it then, but I'd just grabbed it and brought it along. I realized
now that although I'd consciously set off to chastise Brandon last
night, I'd already been under his spell then and knew what I'd be asked
to do.
I didn't even bother to reply, he slipped his hands away with a
satisfied little huff and let me do what I had to. We both knew Mom
would be expecting us quickly and thus there wasn't time for any more
games. I quickly donned my robe and bolted from Brandon's room to my
own.
It didn't take me long to get into the shower and I just felt a lot of
tension wash away as that first blast of water came roaring down. I was
in real trouble now. I didn't know what to do about it, or just how far
Brandon would push things, and both facts worried me. Worst of all was
just how good the sex had been. I'd never felt so good before, and even
now I wasn't sure I wanted to give it up. I didn't like the position
Brandon had put me in, but I knew I was going to have to make some hard
choices now. The one thing I did know was that this wasn't going to be
easy. Even if I turned him down, Brandon obviously had the power to
force me, and if I accepted, I didn't have any idea how far he would go
with his control. I had time to think about it now at least, and
hopefully, I could come up with a plan.
***
"This isn't fair!" I squealed as I bucked back against Brandon's
wonderfully hard shaft. I was on my hands and knees on his bed,
completely naked as he fucked me hard. I could feel my breasts bouncing
beneath me with every thrust. The worst part was that I was so horny
that I as fucking him back vigorously.
"We're supposed to be talking about terms!" I huffed as he plowed into
me. Brandon hadn't even let me get a word in when I'd walked in to talk
about all of this. I simply felt a tingle in my head and stripped
naked. I took a minute to get myself nice and wet with a little
masturbation and then positioned myself for a doggy style fuck. Susan
and I had giggled about such positions before, but I never thought I'd
actually be doing it, especially like this.
"I'm just giving you another demonstration before you say no." Brandon
stated calmly as he ground himself into me with just amazingly wonderful
strokes. I had to admit this was good, too good. I feared that he'd
ask me to surrender was I was at my weakest, and I knew I wouldn't be
able to say no after another wonderful orgasm like I'd enjoyed this
morning.
"Brandon!" I squealed again, trying to maintain my objection to his
behavior. It wasn't that easy with his cock pounding into me though.
It felt so good, so perfect being joined to him like this that I had to
fight to keep from just giving in. the stakes this time were just too
high to loose control like that. I didn't know if he really was going
to give me a choice, but that last thing I wanted to do was agree to let
him turn me into his own little slut.
"Relax, Sis, just enjoy it." Brandon soothed as he rubbed his hands over
my hips and lower back. I moaned lewdly as I felt his shaft shift so
that he rubbed up against my little nub with every thrust. For a mere
moment I wondered how he'd learned to do that before I slipped back to
the primal rhythm of our coupling.
I was enjoy it though, every hard thrust and fleet touch from him. I
couldn't help myself, it was all so amazing. I knew I was fucking him
as hard as he was fucking me. My entire body was on fire, and all of my
focus was on the wondrous shaft that was stoking those flames.
"Oh God." I cried out as I felt a sudden wave of pleasure course through
me. My entire body quaked with an engulfing release. I shook with
pleasure and the world faded into a blissful haze for a moment as my
orgasm rolled over me.
Brandon's hard thrusting brought me back from my dazed state. My body
was still fucking him back furiously, the sensation of his shaft moving
within me was far more powerful then before. I knew it wouldn't take
him long to push me over the edge again.
I was right, and Brandon skillfully brought me to almost a dozen
orgasms. Honestly I'd lost count as they all started to drift together.
My world descended into a fog of pure pleasure, and nothing else
mattered then the release that coursed through me.
"Sis, oh Sis," Brandon whispered into my ear. He was resting firmly
inside me now, and leaning over my quaking body. I wondered idly how
long he'd been like that, whispering in my ear. Still I was coherent
enough to grunt and acknowledgement of his prompting. My body was still
enflamed, racing with the aftershocks of so many orgasms and still
impaled by Brandon's amazing shaft. I was engulfed in sensation, and I
had to fight to even ask what Brandon wanted now.
"So, Sis, how about it, do you want to be able to do this every day?"
Brandon asked as he fondled both of my breasts. He really knew how to
use his fingers too, I realized as I cooed in response to his handling.
His question just drifted aimlessly in my mind, I was far too enveloped
in pleasure to focus on such abstract things. How could I not want to
do this every day? Somehow I knew I had objected before, but right now,
I couldn't understand why.
"Mmm, yesssss." I slurred out.
"And you'll let me choose when and how we play?" Brandon prompted me
again. He started move his shaft inside me at the same time. I
squirmed my hips back against him instinctively as I blurted out my
answer to his last question.
"Sure," I moaned out in response. Brandon laughed at that and I felt
him start fucking me wonderfully hard. My concern over his questions
drifted away to my more pressing problem of bring out another earth
shattering orgasm in my nearly exhausted body.
I didn't realize then just what I'd done, but Brandon would let me know
the full consequences of my assent in the coming days. Sure we both
knew I'd been manipulated into answering him just the way he wanted, but
he was the one with the power. He was going to keep me to my word, no
matter how I felt about it. The worst thing was, I really was starting
to get used to it. I wondered if it wasn't another of Brandon's changes
or just my own nature.
It wasn't a question I really wanted answered though, and for the time
being it didn't really matter either.
***
"Oh, you're really hot for me aren't you, sis?" Brandon asked as he
slipped his hand under my skirt. I tried to fight his control again,
but my legs just wouldn't stay together. I felt them part and I
shuddered as he ran his fingers over my dripping mound and slid them
between my already wet folds. I couldn't control myself thanks to his
control, and I really was hot. I didn't want to admit that I was
getting this hot because of my step brother but that didn't stop me from
squirming invitingly against his probing hand.
"I knew it, sis, why don't you bend over the table and I can cure your
little itch?" Brandon snickered as he pulled his hand away.
"No, Brandon, please, Mom could come in!" I pleaded, although I was
already hiking my skirt up and bending over onto the kitchen table. By
now I knew there wasn't any sense in arguing about him fucking me, he'd
already slept with me at least twice a day since he took my virginity
last week, but I didn't want mom coming in on us. Worst of all was my
growing anticipation at having his cock inside me again as I presented
my dripping slit for him. I couldn't deny just how good it felt having
him inside me, and nothing I tried helped me to forget that fact.
"Don't you worry, sis, just spread your legs for me." He ordered. I did
of course. I didn't choose to. I felt the same compulsion that I
always did to obey him. It didn't take much shuffling of my feet before
I was bent over and spread with my pussy at just the right height for
him. I felt like such a slut right then, with my pussy open and aching
with need for my stepbrother's cock. Now all that remained was for him
to fill me up and give me another wonderful fucking.
I shivered with anticipation as I heard him unzip his pants, and it
wasn't but a moment before I felt the familiar bulb of his shaft
pressing into my folds. I moaned loudly as he pushed into me, all of
his fucking had loosened me up just enough so he could enter me
completely with one firm thrust once I was warmed up. I won't lie and
say it didn't feel incredible, but I was blushing fiercely at doing this
in the kitchen.
"Oh, you are just a perfect little sister, don't tell me you don't like
it." Brandon grunted as he pumped his girth into me. I just shuddered
as I took in the now familiar feeling of having my pussy wrapped tightly
around him.
I bit my lip, I didn't like admitting how much pleasure I was receiving
from him right then. That didn't stop me from bucking my hips back
against him and squeezing him with my pussy as he thrust into me. I was
still compelled to perform for him, and I all could do was give
satisfied grunts as my breasts swung freely in my blouse with every one
of his filling thrusts.
"Why don't you take your blouse off now, Terri?" Brandon asked, and I
felt the push of his will on mine.
"No! Please!" I begged him as I stood up and started undoing the
buttons on my blouse. It didn't take long for me to throw off the
garment, and I stood there topless. Brandon didn't allow me the
privilege of underwear any more so now all I was left wearing was the
skirt that was bunched up around my waist. I was red all the way down
to my hard little nipples, and I was just waiting for Mom to come in a
catch us. Aside from the punishment, I almost hoped for it, then may be
Brandon could be kept away from me.
"Don't worry, it's not that cold, sis." Brandon laughed as he wrapped
his arms around me and cupped my breasts. I couldn't fight him, all I
could do was moan as he caressed my two little tits. Like everything
else he did to me, he made me enjoy it completely and right now I was
feeling the pleasure of his cock inside me and his hands squeezing me.
"Oh, hi kids." Mom smiled as she walked in. She looked us over and just
shook her head a little with her normal warm smile just like she did
whenever we did something cute but different.
"Hi, Mom," Brandon replied, his hands and cock not stopping for a
moment. I just stood there and shuddered in abject embarrassment as he
continued to play with me right in front of our mother.
"Mom, please?" I moaned, hoping for something from her, something to
help me. Even as I cried for help I was grinding my hips back against
Brandon and his wonderful shaft.
"Honey, I think you should be paying more attention to Brandon right
now, it is his cock inside you right now." Mom chided me. I couldn't
believe she what she was saying. How mom could say something like just
stunned me for a moment..
"But, Mom!" I objected as I gave Brandon's cock a hard squeeze with my
pussy and rocked my hips against him.
"No, buts, young lady, you're his slut, so act like it." Mom barked.
This was just unreal, then I realized what had happened.
"You changed her too!" I cried at Brandon as I squirmed seductively on
his cock.
"Of course. I did Dad too, They'd have found out sooner or later so I
just made them accept that all good sisters are their brother's sluts.
I hope you don't mind." Brandon chucked as he pounded into me with a
flurry of wonderfully hard thrusts.
"Oh god." I cried, as much in ecstasy as dismay at my current
predicament. Brandon gave my breasts another good squeeze and I moaned
at the pleasure of having his fingers molding my tits. This was more
than I could take, being fucked in the kitchen with mom not only
watching but upset because I wasn't giving Brandon my full attention.
Worst of all, the embarrassment flooding through me just seemed to make
me feel even more aroused as my brother pounded into me.
"That's my girl!" Mom smiled as she watched me writhing on Brandon's
cock. "Just remember your pussy was made just for Brandon, and I don't
want him coming to me later and complaining that you aren't fucking him
right, okay?"
I just nodded my head absently, still not wanting to accept what Brandon
had done to her. I just whimpered as Brandon continued his onslaught,
lost between pleasure and despair.
"Oh, sis, there's one more thing, a present for us." Brandon stopped his
thrusting while still deep inside of me and pulled my hands over my
breasts. "Okay, Terri, get ready for it."
I didn't know what quite to get ready for when I felt a sudden tingling
race over my chest and sink into my breasts. Then I felt them pressing
into my hands. I looked down and watched in awe as my girlish breasts
grew at least a couple of cup sizes right before my eyes. If my hands
weren't still cupping them, I don't think I would have believed it. I
gave them a slight squeeze to confirm what had happened and gasped at
the amazing sensitivity from both and watched as my bigger nipples
tightened and stood lewdly out from my chest as they got hard. They
were just like the peaks to a mountain now showing just how horny I was.
"That's not all, Sis." Brandon whispered in my ear as I felt something
happening inside me. At first I thought he was changing my pussy as
well, but then I realized he was growing his cock. I moaned as his
shaft bulged inside me, spreading me even wider and I could feel it
sinking even deeper into my depths at the same time. I barely even
wanted to think of the monster that was spearing me now, but it felt
amazing being filled so completely.
"Brandon, why did you have to give me such big tits?" I asked, then
suddenly realized my words. "I mean hooters! No, melons! Brandon!" I
wailed as I tried to say breasts, but quickly found that I couldn't even
think of my boobs as anything other than boobs, or tits, or any other
indecent term.
"Honey, you'll use the words Brandon wants you to use, and you should be
thankful for getting such big titties. That and the nice big cock
stuffing you." Mom chastised me again then turned to Brandon. "You're
right, Brandon, Terri really does look hotter with big tits. And I know
she'll love your new cock too. Now I have to go run some errands, so be
good you two."
Mom leaned in and kissed me on the cheek like she usually does when she
goes some place, except this time she also reached up and squeezed one
of my new boobs. She didn't stop with a quick feel either. She rolled
my new tit in her hand and pinched my nipple before she pulled away.
"Oh, yes these are nice and firm, Brandon is going to really love these,
honey."
"Mom!" I protested as Brandon began fucking me in earnest again,
knocking the wind out of me with his sudden thrusts. The feeling of his
bigger cock plunging into me would have brought me to my knees if he
wasn't holding me up. He had long since proven he knew how to play my
body, but now he was stretching me further and sinking deeper than ever
before and I was just a quivering wreck.
Mom just smiled at us once more and strolled on out of the house. I
would have been angrier with her if I wasn't in the middle of a very
distracting fuck right then. My new tits were bouncing heavily with
each thrust, but every jiggle sent ripples of pleasure through me. For
a mere moment I wondered if that was how all big tits felt before
Brandon's fucking cleared me of any thoughts except for the plunging
shaft between my legs.
"Oh, fuck, oh, uh," I panted as he used me. His hands were on my hips,
holding me in place so I wouldn't just dissolve from the pleasure while
he enjoyed my charms. I was enjoying myself too, far more than I wanted
to, but I couldn't help myself as he pumped inside me.
"Yeah, sis, just think how much your friends are going to love this!"
Brandon chuckled as he pounded into me. His words just drifted by, I
was far more concerned about the shaft in my pussy and the jiggling of
my new breasts to worry about anything else.
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