Tim discovers his step sister’s secret 2

Part 2 – After the gloryhole.

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It was past 2 in the morning when Tim saw headlights flash past his bedroom window. He put down his X-box controller and went to look out. Yep, as he suspected, it was his whore step-sister, just getting home.

He frowned curiously when he saw how slow her VW crept up the drive, swerving from side to side in slow-motion. Then on one of its leftward swerves, it didn’t swerve back. The little car hopped the curb, rolled across several feet of grass, and had a 2 mph collision with the shrubbery. The car door opened and Chloe rolled out. She crawled on hands and knees around to the back bumper, which she used to help haul herself to her feet.

Tim shook his head. What a dumb bitch!

Flopping herself around, she leaned against the back of the car, taking a wide-legged stance as she pulled her short skirt above her waist. Tim watched in disbelief as she pulled her panties to the side and proceeded to take a standing piss on the lawn. From his second floor window, he really couldn’t see much, other than the arcing stream sparkling in the moonlight, but damned if it didn’t make his dick instantly hard!

Even so, he couldn’t help but chuckle to himself: “Man, that bitch is wasted!”

When she finished peeing, she heaved herself up off the car and began weaving a drunken pattern toward the house, leaving her car parked in the hedge, headlights still on and driver’s door wide open. With the interior lights on, he could the giant form of her boyfriend Bodie, apparently passed out in the passenger seat.

Tim watched until the staggering bitch left his field of vision. Moving to his bedroom door, he opened it enough to peek out into the hallway. After several long minutes in which he had just about decided that the dumb cunt must have passed out herself somewhere along the way, he finally heard a thump as she made it up the stairs and crashed into the wall. She came into sight, leaning hard against the wall as she stumbled down the hall.

Tim, wearing only his boxers and socks, rubbed his hard dick as he watched the fucked up slut slide down the hallway, knocking pictures off the wall. Her tight skirt was still up around her waist and her panties were askew, barely covering her cunt. She made it to her room, heaving herself across and fairly falling through the doorway.

Tim slipped out into the hall and sidled up to peek through her open door.

Chloe was standing at the foot of her bed, swaying dangerously as she struggled to pull her top over her head. When she finally accomplished the difficult task, after having to brace herself on the bed a couple of times, she dropped the blouse, then pulled the straps of her sexy little bra off her shoulders and extracted her arms. Not even attempting the intricacies of the clasp, she merely pulled the lacy cups off her tits and pushed the stretchy band down to her waist, gathered it with her skirt and panties, then slid the whole lot over her hips and down her legs, drunkenly stepping out of the puddle of clothes.

By this time, Tim had his dick out and was slowly stroking it as he watched his hot little step-sister crawl onto the bed and collapse face first. He watched her unmoving form for a good long while, remembering the sight of her furiously fucking the anonymous dick at the Glory Hole, plus the feel of her prostitutionally proficient mouth unknowingly sucking his own boner to a glorious explosion.

Tim glanced surreptitiously up and down the hall. Not that there was anyone to actually catch him. His bitch Step mom Linda was the only other person in the house. But she occupied the master suite, which constituted its own wing on the far side of the house. He and Chloe were as good as alone here.

“Chloe, you need some help?” He barely spoke above a whisper, but his voice sounded harshly loud.

She did not stir.

He slipped into the room and eased the door shut.

It was pretty dark, the only illumination being the moonlight coming through the windows. Tim stood for a moment, his dick in his hand and his heart thudding in his chest. If she woke up and caught him…

Nah, fuck that–he knew her secret–she’s a fuckin’ hooker! Even if she did catch him, he could threaten to expose her. Still, he was trembling with a combination of fear and excitement. He stepped up to the side of the bed.

“Chloe,” he whispered again as he reached down to give her shoulder a nudge, then in a louder voice, “Chloe?”

Nothing.

He let his fingers trail down the curve of her back and up the swell of her buttock. He explored the pliant globes of her ass with one hand while squeezing his dick with the other. She was a total bitch, but damn she had a great ass! Her skin was silky soft. He leaned in and touched it with his swollen dick head. It felt good.

He moved up and touched it to her face. A shiver ran through him as he pictured her sucking his dick through the glory hole. God, it has felt so fucking good when he’d unloaded into her eager mouth. GHe dearly wanted to put it in her mouth again, but the way she was lying he would have had to turn her over. He wasn’t feeling that brave, so he moved to her feet.

She was still wearing some white strappy high heels, and rose up to rub his dick on her sexy shoes. Something about a pair of high heels on a girl really turned him on. He continued to rub against them as he carefully unbuckled the straps. He slipped off her left shoe, sniffed of it, and dropped it with her clothes. Same thing with the right shoe, then he leaned down to rub his face in her feet. He didn’t know why he did that, but he ended up licking the arch of her bare foot. Something about the curve of it excited him, so he licked the other. Then he put his dick between them, pushed them together, and slowly fucked the hollow in between with his saliva as lube.

His eyes were adjusted to the dim light well enough now that as he molested Chloe’s dainty little feet, he was looking at her perfect ass with its sexy thong tan line. Her ass was so tight and tiny that he could see the puckered little starfish of her butthole and the slit of her pussy revealed by her substantial thigh gap.

As if in a trance, he slowly climbed up on the bed, trailing precum up her legs from his twitching, oozing boner. He crawled forward until he was straddling her thighs, mesmerized by the sight of her exposed privates. He gripped both ass cheeks, thumbs on either side of her pussy, and slowly pulled it open. It was still pretty fucking dark in the room, but he was shocked to be looking straight into her god damn vagina…

He had no idea it was so readily accessible from the rear–He could actually fuck her right now!

He supposed that was the idea from the moment he had entered this room. He hadn’t been explicitly thinking I’m gonna fuck her! But here it was, literally staring him in the face. Could he do it? It was rape, right? Fucking an unconscious girl? And his step-sister to boot–was that really what he wanted?

You God Damn Right It Was!

Still spreading her open with one thumb, he leaned forward to push his throbbing, aching, leaking dick down, placing the head directly against her hole. It was so hot! And slippery! One thrust and he would be in! He was trembling all over in anticipation–this was it! Time slowed to a crawl. He began to push. He could feel her pussy yielding, joyously blossoming to allow his hard dick entry like it was designed by God and Mother Nature to do!

Oh, sweet JESUS it felt so good!

“Can’t fuck my pussy.”

Tim froze like a mouse at a cat convention. The head of his dick was halfway in–he was so close…

“Bodie!” Chloe whined. “You can’t fuck my pussy–you know I’m too sore after a shift…”

Now Tim’s mind was racing. Her words were all slurred–she was still totally fucked up, but she was conscious! And she thought he was her boyfriend! As long as she didn’t turn over, though, he was okay…

“Bodie, baby?” she mumbled. “Can’t fuck my pussy.”

Tim wondered if he could just hold her down and fuck her anyway–caveman style. But no, much as he wanted to, that really would be rape, and he just didn’t think he had that in him. He cursed himself inwardly as he reluctantly withdrew from her oh-so-tempting hole.

“Gotta fuck da poopy…”

Tim froze. What would Bodie say? “Ungh?” he grunted gruffly, doing his best Neanderthal impersonation.

“Can’t fuck da pee-pee, gotta fuck da poopy,” Chloe sing-songed in a slurring giggle.

Tim blinked in surprise. Was she asking him to do her in the ass!?! After a brief hesitation, he experimentally touched the head of his dick to Chloe’s exposed asshole.

“Lube, baby,” Chloe muttered. Her hand flopped over to the bedstand, fumbling drunkenly, knocking shit to the floor before she found what she was looking for. She passed him back a small plastic bottle, saying, “no more dry buttfucking–last time I couldn’t shit for a week!”

Tim wrinkled his nose in distaste at the thought of Chloe taking a crap out of that same hole, but that wasn’t going to stop him sticking his dick in it! He was finally going to lose his virginity, and he couldn’t think of a better way than up his snooty step-sister’s stinky sphincter. He took the proffered bottle, snapped it open, and poured a generous glob over that self-same asshole.

Chloe gave a shiver at the coldness of the lube, but giggled as his finger poked through the tight orifice. “Fuck da poopy…” she slurred again.

Trembling with anticipation, Tim quickly swiped the slippery stuff across his straining boner, then pressed it against her wrinkled little rosebud. He pushed forward against the resistant sphincter. Holding his breath, he steadily increased the pressure. It seemed to take forever, until suddenly the tight little bitch gave way. Tim couldn’t stifle his moan of gratification as he slowly, smoothly entered Chloe’s asshole.

Tim held her firm little buttocks in his hands, gasping at the sheer bliss of having his aching dick buried root deep in the hot, incredibly tight confines of ‘da poopy’. And from the way Chloe was purring, she loved it, too! He looked down, spreading her ass cheeks wide as he slowly pulled back, watching his dick come out of the clinging sphincter–Jesus what a sight!

Just then something heavy hit the door.

Tim jumped so hard his dick pulled right out. He looked on in horror as the door popped open, revealing the silhouette of something the relative size of a coke machine with a head on it standing in the hallway. In slow motion, the monstrous thing tipped forward, falling into the room to land on its hands and knees.

Tim’s mind screamed RUN! He instinctively threw himself off the other side of the bed, landing flat on the floor. Looking under the bed, he saw the monster climbing back to its feet. It started shuffling forward, moving slowly around the bed. In a panic, Tim stuffed himself under the bed. His heart was a trip-hammer. If he could slide out the other side, he could make a run for it when the monster came around…

The feet stopped at the foot of the bed, however, just standing there, apparently looking at the ass-up bitch on the bed.

“Baby, what happened to you?” Chloe’s drunken voice rang out, causing Tim to jump again.

“Ungh?” came the grunted reply. (Tim gave himself a mental pat on the back)

“Fuck da poopy!” Chloe demanded in a spoiled bratty whine.

Tim held his breath, staring at the shoes standing barely a foot from his face. It seemed an eternity, but finally the Neanderthal started shedding his bear skins. Tim took a hesitant breath as Bodie’s clothes started hitting the floor. Was it possible that the big ape hadn’t seen him? Both of the wasted morons were still unaware of his presence?

Apparently that was the case–he was safe in his hiding place for the moment, although safe might not be the correct term, judging by the creaking and groaning of the bed as the hulk climbed aboard. It would be just about his luck to be crushed to death under a collapsing bed. There was another grunt, and a sighing purr, then the bed started shaking. Tim listened to the grunting, moaning, disgusting sex act going on above him, seething with jealousy.

No fucking fair, God dammit! That was MY poopy!

That ass had been so tight and hot! He could still feel it around his throbbing boner. He couldn’t even whack off under here–His balls were gonna be bluer than Papa Smurf! He had to fight down a groan of frustration as he dropped his forehead to the carpet.

He listened to the thumping of the bed as Bodie banged Chloe’s asshole. With his toes dug into the carpet, he found himself rocking in rhythm to their fucking. His dick was trapped under him, but the rocking was starting to feel good. He dug his fingers in also and started thrusting harder, until he was basically fucking the carpet, timing his thrusts with theirs, imagining his dick was still in Chloe’s tight ass.

He had heard these two fuck a hundred times through the bedroom wall, but being in the same room, he could hear every grunt and groan, every panting breath, every begging whine for more! harder! faster! fuck meeee! He was very familiar with the sound of Chloe’s orgasm, but hearing it from under her bed was so much more vivid…

He shot his wad into the carpet listening to his step-sister getting off from the buttfucking that should have been his.

A few minutes later the caveman shot his Neanderthal load up the little slut’s poopy, then collapsed onto the bed with a satisfied Neanderthal grunt.

Tim hated that dumb fucking ape.

As he lay there in his own wet spot, waiting for the satisfied assholes (one literal, one figurative) to drift off so he could get the fuck out of there, it occurred to him that when Chloe had thought he was Bodie, she had claimed he knew her pussy was sore after working a shift. So Bodie knew she was a hooker? Did Linda know what her daughter was up to? His blackmail info was no good if everyone already knew it.

God damn it!

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