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ASSM;'Like a Brother.'{LolaScott}( Mf)[Part 1.1.]
Like A Brother (MF)[1of1]
Do not Copy me its not nice!
ADULTS ONLY!! If your not an adult, where the hell are your
parents?
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Based on my life: Names and places have been changed to protect
privacy.
Like a Brother (MF)
By Lola Scott
Matt was like my brother. He'd known me most of my life
and had been looking out for me during most of that time. Matt
was my step brother Steve's best friend. He had been house
sitting for my parents when my friends and I got arrested at a
party for underage drinking. The police didn't book me, they
just took me to the station so my parents could deal with me.
Little did they know that my parents never dealt with me, and
they weren't about to start dealing with me at 19, especially
since I'd just graduated from college pretty early. They were in
Europe during that time anyhow.
I remember sitting on the bench at that police mini station with
my best friend Carrie passed out in my lap. I saw him walk in.
As I looked at him, I realized that he was now more handsome than
I had remembered. He was still tall, with a good build, light
brown hair and eyes, but something was different about his soft
but handsome features. Somehow, graduating college must have
made him a man, where it had make me even more of a child. He
was dressed in tan and a blue button up cotton shirt, and a black
dress coat; yea, he looked like a stockbroker. I laughed out
loud; the last time I'd seen him he'd had longer hair, pot glazed
eyes, and a Pfish T-shirt on. Now he looked like he'd stepped
out of Law and Order, and in my drunken state that was hilarious!
I'm sure my appearance was just as shocking to him. I picked up
Carrie's head and got up, leaving her to drool on the wooden
bench (she did get home that night).
"Matt!" I said trying to stand up, tripping over my own feet
slightly before righting my balance. He signed something at the
desk and looked up at me rolling his eyes, then nodded at he
police officer, and turned his attention back to me. The party
had been a wild one, and I'm sure my appearance reflected it. I
had on tight black pants and black heels that made me incredibly
tall considering I'm already 5'11. I had a tight sparkly black
top on that tied in various places in the back - needless to say
it barely covered my chest, let alone my stomach. I walked to him
happily and tried to hug him; he grabbed my wrist roughly. "Hey
fucker!" I whined, pulling my hand back.
"Cover yourself" he muttered throwing his coat at me.
Begrudgingly, I pulled on the long coat. "Get in the car" he
said seriously.
"Get in the car..." I mocked. I followed him out the
doors of the mini station the car was parked out front.
I slammed the door and began to fumble with the seat belt; he
got in slamming the door forcefully "I can not believe
this!" he shouted, "What the hell is the matter with you!"
"What?" I said playfully smiling at him.
"Jesus Lola, I just picked you up from the police department!"
he yelled, hitting the wheel as he began to drive forward.
"That's just the mini station!" I giggled "Downtown is when
it's really serious!"
He looked at me angrily. "Cute.. Real cute Lola,"
he let out a deep breath, "just shut your mouth okay!" I rolled
my eyes and leaned against the window.
It was 5am and I was getting sleepy. I must have dozed off for
a bit but was awakened by loud music. I shot up like an arrow,
turning the radio down "Hey asshole!" I yelled.
"Shut up, were almost home," he muttered.
"Yea and now you turn that shit on!" I said messing with the
knob.
"Ill do whatever I want, I'm not the one who got busted at a
party drunk as shit and dressed like a fucking hoe!"
"You're a dick Matt, really," I said angrily.
"Really, Lola, what would your fucking parents say!"
I laughed. "Something incredibly valuable I'm
sure!"
"What the hell happened to you Lola?" he said
pulling into my mother's driveway. "What, Ken leaves you and you
become a slut?"
"Fuck you!" I shouted, jumping out of the car. He'd hit a
sensitive spot.
Ken. Stupid Ken, who'd broken my heart, which in turn sent me on
a self destructive pattern - in fact what he'd said was pretty
much true, and that made it hurt even worse. I stormed up the
icy sidewalk to the side door and pushed and pulled at the door,
I was still a bit drunk, plus now I was upset, so I kept kicking
and pushing.
Matt pushed me aside and turned the knob letting me in. I
threw his coat on the floor, kicked off my shoes and stomped into
the kitchen. "Ya know you should fucking talk" I shouted, turning
around facing him, "Its not like you're a fucking saint
yourself!"
"Oh shut up Lola," he said picking up his coat hanging it on one
of the hooks. "Go to bed."
"The only reason you're with your girlfriend is 'cause you
knocked her up - but lucky for you she took the initiative and
got rid of it!"
He lunged toward me, his hand grabbing my throat, pushing me
against the counter. "Shut up! Just shut up!" Shocked by his
own anger, he let go of me quickly and backed away, started by
his violent outburst.
Never a quick learner, I started in on him again, "What, you
think I don't know about that?" I laughed, "Everyone fucking
knows!"
He looked at me, "Ken was smart for leaving you Lola - he
probably figured out you were a fucking whore before you did!"
I reached out and slapped him, "Fuck you!" I felt tears forming
in my eyes.
"What, Lola? Don't you know how happy he is without you!"
"SHUT UP!" I sobbed, slapping his face again. He shoved me
against the counter again, his body pushed up against mine, both
of us breathing heavily with anger. I glared at him; I hated him
at that moment. He stared back at me, his eyes raging. His body
was strong and hard against mine, his grip on
my arms was tight and bruising. I had to win this fight, settle
it my way. I kissed him, my head jerking forward my mouth
attacking his as if it were a defense tactic. He kissed me back
hotly, his grip on my arms tightening as he kissed me back hard.
Then he pushed me back into the counter, backing away.
"What was that!" he shouted. "You're like my sister!" I liked
how vulnerable and confused he looked at that moment. "But I'm
not", I said, moving toward him. I pressed my body against his.
"Come on Matt," I whispered, "when was the last time your
lame-ass girlfriend really let you fuck her?"
He tensed up and grabbed me violently, shoving me against the
counter. "Don't talk about her like that, you slut!" He snapped.
He was against me; I could feel his cock, hard against my hip.
I smiled in his angry face. "I know what you want," I
whispered. I moved my hand over his chest; he grabbed my arm and
roughly pinned it around my back forcing my breast into his
chest, the counter was cutting into my back. I leaned close into
him whispering in his ear. "You've wanted to fuck me all these
years, Matt. Admit it, all this time you've wanted me, even when
I was a little girl!" I took a ragged breath; I was incredibly
turned on - I had no idea what had taken over me but I was
enjoying it immensely. He shivered "I know you have been." I
pressed my body against him harder. "I've seen you looking at me
all these years, do you think about me when you fuck that frigid
girlfriend Matt?" He jerked me forward and slapped my face; it
stung and I slapped him back. He grabbed me, suddenly pulling me
tightly against him. I pushed him away defensively, looking at
the hate and anger in his eyes. He kissed me; my body melted. I
kissed him back passionately, hot, quick,
licking, sucking, kisses. He began tearing at my clothes; I
moaned as he broke the snaps of my pants pulling them apart at
the zipper and pushing them down my hips. He lifted me up onto
the counter groping my ass roughly and squeezing it, his body
shaking, his mouth never stopping the war with mine. My hands ran
up and down his chest pulling and unbuttoning the buttons of his
shirt, pulling the undershirt up, feeling his burning hot skin.
He pulled my low cut shirt down roughly, exposing my naked
breasts. He grunted in my mouth as his hands caressed and
pinched them. He pushed me back roughly down my back on the
counter, getting better access to my breasts, then began licking
and sucking my nipples. I moaned in pleasure, my hands in his
hair, my body shaking in excitement. Matt looked at me as he
sucked my nipples and bit gently down on one. I cried out softly
and he smiled "Yeah you like that huh?" he said softly, filling
his mouth again with my flesh. I shivered in response. "God
you have great tits!" he moaned, squeezing them roughly.
I sat up quickly jumping off the counter. I stepped out of my
pants and pulled my shirt off. He grabbed me, pulling me into
him. He crushed our bodies together tightly, roughly squeezing
and kneading my ass as his tongue violated my mouth. I pulled at
the hem of his shirt and he eagerly took it off tossing it onto
the stove. I kissed him deeply and ran my hands over his hard
hot chest. He moaned in my mouth as I ran my nails down the
side of his chest. Slowly, I began kissing his neck, working my
way south, down his body, licking and kissing, feeling his
breathing become more labored and ragged with excitement. I
slowly slid down onto my knees kissing below his navel and slowly
unbuttoning his pants. His body was shivering with excitement,
his eyes glued to mine, filled with lust and anticipation. I
rubbed my cheek against the fabric of his pants, feeling the heat
of his throbbing cock; the hard heat sent shivers down my spine.
I pulled his pants down slowly; he groaned in
frustration, but I had to torment him.
"God damn it Lola..." he moaned softly. I smiled up at him as I
began to pull his boxers down slowly. He blushed slightly,
looking away "This is so wrong..." I grinned and slowly pulled
his shorts off; his cock sprang out in front of me. A sorority
sister of my roommate had dated Ben, and put the word out that he
had a small cock (after he'd dumped her, of course). She lied.
Looking at it, I knew why he didn't feel the need to even dignify
that rumor with retaliation. I smiled gleefully, taking his cock
in my hand stroking it gently "Very nice Matty..." I giggled,
licking the head of his cock gently. He groaned as I flicked my
tongue back and forth over it.
"You fucking tease," he mumbled grabbing my hair pushing his
cock into my mouth. I moaned, tasted his thick cock as it slid
into my hot waiting mouth. I ran my tongue in circles around it
as I slowly began to suck. He cried out hoarsely as I began to
work my mouth and tongue back and forth over his cock while I
massaged the rest of him with my exploring fingers. He grabbed
my head, forcing all of his cock
down my throat, my face buried in his fine pubic hairs. I gagged
slightly then began rubbing my tongue around his shaft as it took
up almost all free space down my throat. "OH FUCK!!" he moaned,
letting me up for air briefly then slamming his cock down my
throat again. "God you're a freak! Holy shit, you suck cock
soo good!" Barely breathing, I kept licking and sucking him as
my hands squeezed and massaged his heavy sack. I gagged again as
he fucked my throat, but I didn't mind the slight asphyxia. He
pushed my head back and forth on his cock and I eagerly sucked
it. "Goddamn your good at this..." he growled as I braced
myself by grabbing his ass, my mouth siding back and forth over
him. "Ohh I can't wait to fuck you! I can't wait to fuck that
pussy!"
He pounded into my face harder "Goddamn, I've wanted that
little pussy of yours for so long... Ahh, that's soo good Lola!"
He pulled his cock from my mouth, I looked up at him lustfully,
licking my lips. "Get up here!" he said grinning. He pulled me
up off my knees and pushed me roughly back onto the counter,
knocking over my mother's ceramic Aunt Jemima, which fell to the
floor breaking into pieces. He roughly spread my legs, standing
in-between them. "Your gonna let me fuck you right Lo?" he
whispered into my ear as he slid a hand between my thighs.
"Yes.." I replied as he began to rub my clit gently. "Hmm...
your so wet..." he whispered biting my earlobe.
"Please Matt.." I whispered, longing for him to finally put his
cock in me, while his fingers slid back and forth over my clit.
"Please what?" he said, jamming a finger into me making me jump.
"Please!" I whimpered, his finger slid back and forth inside me,
my pussy tightly gripping it, making me feel like cumming.
"God your pussy feels tight!" he mumbled, somewhat surprised.
He laughed as he continued to kiss my neck "Please what... Come
on, just tell me what you want!"
"Please Matt!... ohh... fuck me! Please!" I moaned, pushing
against his hand. He slid his fingers out of me kissing me
roughly. He pulled my legs around his hips and slowly began
rubbing his cock up and down my slit spreading my labia with the
head of his cock. He pulled my back toward him and finally
thrust himself partially into me. I cried out in pleasure; he
moaned, kissing me. Leaning back, he took a deep breath, pulling
out of me then forced his cock deep into me, bottoming out,
grunting and making me scream louder, my nails cutting into his
lower back. I shook in pleasure; he grunted happily, kissing me,
keeping his cock in, then slowly starting to move. He pulled out
and thrust back into me, kissing me; I cried out again in
pleasure.
"Ohh yes! ya like that Lola?" he said, thrusting into me again,
"like me fucking your tight little pussy?"
"God yes!" I whimpered, pushing against him as he fucked me hard
on my mother's kitchen over priced marble counter. My legs were
wrapped tightly around his back as he pushed and pulled himself
in and out of me, grunting and snarling with every move. I held
onto his shoulders as he pounded away at me, fucking me hard.
"Matt..." I whimpered, feeling the tension in my body rising
"... I'm gonna cum..."
"Hmmm..." he moaned, pushing me back, pulling my thighs up,
putting my calves on his shoulders. He slammed his cock into me
deeper as he fucked me harder. I began to cum on him, hard, my
pussy contorting violently, making my eyes water in pain and
pleasure. "Holy shit!"Matt moaned, feeling my muscles on him.
He gasped and I felt him cumming hard in me; he moaned in
surprise. "Lola..." he yelped, releasing himself deep into me.
He looked down at me in shock and embarrassment, "Shit, I ca..."
he began.
"Its ok," I said shaking my head. I was on the pill, and relief
put the color back in his face and he collapsed down onto me,
letting my legs slide down his sides. He kissed me softly over
and over, stroking my body slowly.
We were there in the middle of my mother's now disheveled
kitchen, laying naked, covered in sweat, surrounded by shards of
a broken antique syrup icon. Matt rested on one of his elbows,
"Um.. how did this happen?" he said, looking at me.
I looked up at his handsome face; my heart was still pounding.
"I dunno," I whispered. "Probably shouldn't tell Steve about
this!" I laughed.
He stood up "No... probably not."
I sat up on the counter and looked at his naked body... he was
an excellent specimen of a man, like an art sculpture - he was so
perfectly proportionate. "Wanna take a shower?" I giggled.
He looked up at me grinning. "Oh yes!" He said nodding.
*Based on my life, names and places have been changed to protect
privacy
Please feel free to write me Anytime!!!!
Sincerely,
Lola Scott
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