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Please note:
All characters in this story are fictitious, any similarity to
persons living or dead is purely coincidental. The author does not
necessarily condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in this
story, some of which are dangerous or illegal.
Please keep in mind the difference between fantasy and reality.
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Connie Gets Blackmailed
chapter 3
Written by Janus
Copyright 2003
All my stories can be found at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Janus/www
CHAPTER THREE
For the next week, Connie studiously avoided her brother. Each
time she thought of him, her heart swelled with rage at what he
had done to her. She felt dirty and ashamed that she had let her
brother touch her between her legs. Worse was the fact that she
had almost enjoyed it and had gotten so wet during the touching.
The truth was, Connie had been masturbating every day since the
experience, sometimes twice a day. Uncontrollable urges would
overwhelm the thirteen year old girl at random intervals and she
would soon find herself lying on her bed with her skirt pulled
up, her fingers moving furiously over her clit to bring herself
to another orgasm.
But before she touched herself, Connie was always careful to
lock her bedroom door and check her closet to make sure Brad
wasn't sneaking around again. She still didn't trust her brother
one bit.
Today, the young girl had cautiously locked her door and was
masturbating for the third time that day. Connie never undressed
completely, preferring to remain clothed lest she needed to stop
quickly if her parents knocked on her door or something. This
time, she was about halfway to another explosive orgasm when she
heard a key turning in her door. To her horror, the door swung
open. Brad stood on the other side, watching her.
Quickly, she pulled her hand from her panties and pulled her
rumpled skirt down. Connie felt her face burning red from the
embarrassment.
"Hi, Connie," Brad grinned at her. "Whatcha doin'?"
Connie was furious beyond words. She sputtered for a moment
before finally yelling, "What are you doing here, you little
jerk? I hate you! Why do you do this to me?""
Brad shrugged. Connie saw him put a key into his pocket. "You
know you're not supposed to play with the master key," she
accused him. "I'm telling on you and dad's gonna kill you when
he finds out you've been going through his desk drawers."
Brad ignored her and stepped into her bedroom, closing the door
behind him. Enraged at his audacity, Connie curled her hand into
a fist, ready to punch him good.
Brad dodged by her before she could strike.
"Just hold on," Brad said, moving to the mini TV/VCR combo on
her bureau. "I just wanted to show you something."
It wasn't until then that Connie noticed he carried a
videocassette with him. A sense of trepidation filled her as
Brad turned on the TV and slid the tape into the VCR slot.
Expecting the worse, she swallowed hard as he pressed "Play."
She watched as the screen went blurry for a moment and then
focused. She recognized Brad's room. The camera was pointed at
his empty bed. There was no sound. Nothing happened for a few
seconds until she saw two figures walk into the room. Connie
felt light-headed from the shock as she saw herself sit down on
Brad's bed and lift her skirt, revealing her bare crotch to her
brother.
Tears welled up in Connie's eyes. Brad had blackmailed her
enough already and Connie knew what his argument would be.
Without a prefacing explanation, it would seem as if the thirteen
year old had willingly entered her younger brother's room and
exposed herself to him. Lifting her skirt to reveal her bare
slit to her brother! "I wasn't even wearing underwear beneath
the skirt," Connie thought to herself, mortified. "I look like a
total slut!"
And then it got worse as, onscreen, Connie began to rub herself.
Connie could only imagine her parents asking her, "What were
you thinking? Masturbating in front of your little brother?" A
pit of fear formed deep in her stomach when Brad knelt before her
onscreen. She watched as the videotape replayed Brad's finger
slipping into her vagina. Sickened, Connie moved to turn off the
TV.
"What do you want?" Connie whispered. She knew she was at her
brother's mercy. She just hoped her fate wouldn't be too
terrible.
"I want to fuck you," Brad told her, not mincing words at all.
Connie didn't even protest. She knew he held all the cards.
"You'll have to use a condom," she said flatly.
"No way," he replied.
"I can't get pregnant!" Connie said indignantly.
"I won't do it inside you," Brad promised.
"How can I be sure that you won't?" Connie asked warily.
"I won't do it," Brad promised. He held out the stopwatch.
Connie took it. "Sixty seconds," he told her.
Connie swallowed hard. Each time she thought about what she
going to do, her mind revolted and she felt physically sick.
Closing her eyes, she tried to think about something other than
the fact that she was about to lose her virginity to her little
brother. Taking a deep breath, she let her mind disconnect from
her body.
Then it became easy. Moving automatically, Connie's hands went
underneath her skirt and she pulled her panties off. She was
able to ignore that they were slightly damp from her masturbation
session earlier. Out of the corner of her eye, Connie saw Brad
fumbling with his belt buckle and heard him unzip. She ignored
him. Tossing the panties aside, Connie lay back on the bed and
lifted her skirt. She felt a surge of shame and embarrassment
from exposing herself but she buried the feelings under a blanket
of willpower.
Connie saw her brother approach the edge of the bed where her
legs dangled off. He had taken his pants and underwear off,
leaving only his shirt. She felt another flood of embarrassment
as her gaze settled on her brother's crotch. Connie closed her
eyes momentarily and used all her willpower to quench the rising
emotion in her. "I'm not here," she told herself, "I'm going to
let him do this."
She opened her eyes and tried to objectively study Brad's
genital region, like a doctor would look at him. Connie noticed
he had no pubic hair yet. His penis and testicles didn't look
terribly different from when he was two years old and getting his
diaper changed. Despite her attempt at control, Connie felt the
blood rush to her ears as she watched her brother stroke his
penis. She saw it start to perk up and harden. Moving her gaze
to Brad's face, she saw that he was intently staring at her
crotch.
"It must turn him on a lot to see me down there," she thought to
herself. His penis was now sticking out from his body at a right
angle. Even fully hard, she couldn't help but notice that it
wasn't that big. It was probably the size of her ring finger,
only about two inches long and not much thicker either. Connie
noticed that the slit on the dark red tip of his penis seemed to
be leaking a clear fluid. The thirteen year old girl swallowed
hard and tried to focus her mind elsewhere.
"Spread your legs wider," Brad commanded her. Connie felt her
body automatically obey him. She wasn't even sure if she was the
one that controlled her body anymore.
"Wider," Brad directed. "Move your butt closer to the edge of
the bed."
Connie saw him step closer towards her until felt his leg
against her own. When he shifted his hips slightly, she felt his
penis, hot and erect, push against her leg. She couldn't help
but glance at her brother's midsection again. Her curiousity was
getting the better of her as she studied his hairless pubic area.
His little penis jutted from his crotch while the hairless and
pebbled skin of his scrotum hung below. For a moment, she forgot
she was looking at her little brother. With some effort, Connie
divorced her mind from her body.
"I can't get close enough," Brad said. "What don't you lift
your legs straight up and scoot closer to the edge."
Again, Connie automatically obeyed. She lay flat on her back
now, her legs opening to a v-shape in midair. Brad shifted his
hips again and this time she felt his penis press against her
crotch, just inches from its target. She watched as Brad tried
to aim his penis, clumsily banging into her intimate parts. She
felt his hot penis poke at her clit because he was aiming too
high. Then it nosed up against the left side of her slit. She
watched Brad's face scrunch up in concentration as he
determinedly thrust his hips against her crotch. His penis
prodded low against her anal rose. "He's getting close," Connie
thought.
Finally, Brad's penis found its target. Connie felt him press
against her warm and moist opening. Victoriously, his penis
stabbed forward into her vagina. No longer a virgin, Connie
gasped as his erect penis stretch apart her vaginal tissue as he
buried himself inside her warm hole.
Connie's mental control broke down as she lost her virginity.
She was now all too painfully aware that her eleven year old
brother had just penetrated her. The young girl could feel her
brother's crotch resting against her own, his undeveloped
testicles nestled against her butt. She could feel his penis
hot inside her as her vagina unwillingly gripped it.
"Okay, Brad," she said, her voice cracking as she started to
panic. She started to squirm, trying to free herself from the
penis inside her. "That's enough. I don't care if you show that
video..."
She was cut off as Brad began to thrust against her. "Oh my
God," Connie thought, completely losing her nerve. "My little
brother is fucking me."
"Stop! Stop it, Brad!" she yelled at him, still squirming. But
it was no use. Brad used his arms to hold her legs close against
his chest. She was trapped. She felt him fuck her, his thrusts
short but forceful since his penis was too small. Connie could
feel her vagina go empty as he pulled out, only to be filled up
again as he banged his crotch against her own again and again.
"Uh, uh," Brad panted as he fucked his sister. "Oh God, oh God,
uhh, ummm," he moaned.
Connie felt him plunge into her vagina one last time and then
his penis began to throb inside her. Alarmed, she realized he
was having an orgasm after less than ten seconds inside her.
Connie tried to push him away but it was no use. His penis
pulsed inside her as she felt something hot against her inner
walls. "Oh God," Connie thought. "He's ejaculating inside me."
His penis throbbed again and again. Sickened, Connie watched
her brother's face wind up in pure pleasure as he came inside
her. Finally he stopped, his limps arms no longer holding her
legs tight. Connie took the opportunity to push him away. She
felt his penis slip free from her tight hole, leaving her feeling
strangely empty.
"Get out of here!" she screamed at him, pulling her skirt down
in a vain attempt at modesty. Brad stumbled away from the bed.
Connie was disgusted to see his penis flop up and down as he
moved. In a daze, he awkwardly stumbled into his pants and
pulled them on. Just like his finger the other day, Brad's
little two-inch penis glistened with a coating of fluid. Connie
felt her anger rise again. Not even letting him button up, she
shoved her brother out her bedroom door and slammed it shut.
Alone now, she threw herself onto her bed and covered her face,
mortified. "I am no longer a virgin," Connie thought to herself.
"I let my little brother fuck me. I'm dirty..." Tears rolled
off her cheeks and onto the bedspread.
Cautiously, Connie reached her hand down between her legs and
poked and prodded to see if he had hurt her. Nothing. He was
probably too small to do any real harm to her. She felt some
wetness but when she examined her fingers, she saw nothing but a
clear fluid, not the blood that she was expecting.
Connie returned her hand between her legs, still exploring to
see if she was hurt. Absentmindedly, her finger found her clit.
The thirteen year old was surprised to feel a quiver of pleasure
shoot through her young body as she tickled her clit. Casting
aside what had just happened, Connie concentrated on the pleasure
as she began to masturbate.
"It feels so good," Connie thought to herself. She felt that
familiar yet uncontrollable and excited urge as she expertly
stroked her clit. The pleasure began to envelope her body from
head to toe. Connie sprawled her young body on the bed as her
finger furiously worked her clit.
"Ohhh, getting close," Connie murmured to herself. Little
pricks of intense bliss were covering her thirteen year old body
when she felt something start to drip from her. Still
masturbating, Connie used her free hand explore the pink opening
to her vagina. Her finger collected a dollop of the fluid that
was collecting there and brought her hand to her face to examine
it. She was somewhat surprised to see a drop of thick, white
fluid on her finger.
Her mind recalled her health classes when the teacher explained
the sexual process. "It's Brad's semen," she thought as she
studied to the white fluid on her finger. The thought of it on
her finger made her feel dirty but instead of embarrassment, the
young girl instead felt a surge of sexual excitement. Perhaps it
was because she was having some sort of shock reaction. Perhaps
it was because her finger still danced frantically on her clit.
Whatever the reason, the thought of Brad's semen inside her
vagina made her ever more excite. Pausing her masturbatory
pleasure, Connie swiped a dab of semen from her vagina before
returning her finger to her clit. The added lubrication of
Brad's semen let her finger slide delightfully against her clit.
The naughtiness and dirtiness of using her brother's semen only
added to her lust. With a moan of pleasure, Connie came hard.
"Oh yeah, oh God, ohhh.... Oh, oh..." Connie wailed in bliss as
the orgasm washed over her. All she could imagine was Brad's
white semen coated against her clit, pink and erect. Each stroke
of her finger produced waves of ecstasy.
"Oh God," was all Connie whispered as she finally stopped,
exhausted. The thirteen year old lay still for a moment. She
let herself relax for a few minutes before rolling off the bed
and standing up. Connie stumbled to her dresser to find some
clean underwear. She was about to open the drawer when a glint
from behind the partially-shut closet door caught her eye.
Connie opened the door and peered inside her closet.
Astonished, she found a tripod and a camera among the clothes and
shoes she had crammed into the closet. Looking closer, she
realized that the camera was recording and the tape was rolling.
Her eyes followed the line of vision of the camera lens. It was
pointed straight at her bed.
Connie was stunned. The camera's point of view was from the
foot of her bed. She had just masturbated and given the camera a
perfect view. She wondered how long the camera had been in her
closet. She was aware that Brad knew she rarely used her closet.
And now he had another tape to blackmail her with. Connie
realized that it was probably recording when he had sex with her
too. It would have made the most sense to take the tape and
erase its contents.
Instead, Connie stopped the tape and rewound for three minutes,
up to the point when she found the tape. Then, carefully, she
closed the door as much as she could before reaching in and
pressing the "Record" button. If someone were to watch the tape
now, they would never see the part where she found the camera in
the closet. Connie went about her business, putting on clean
underwear and straightening the mussed-up sheets on her bed. And
then she left the room, leaving the camera and the contents on
the videotape for Brad to find later.
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Please send feedback and comments! Thanks for reading.
~Janus
janus_md@hotmail.com
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