The Free-Use Brother

While certain details have been changed, the following is based on real events…

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“Just pull out your cock and take a few pictures, Johnny. What’s the big deal?”

I was already taking off my underwear and pulling up my cheerleader skirt as I laid back on my bed.

“Because you’re my sister, Melissa!” He protested.

“Exactly. And you’re supposed to be my protective older brother. So, if you’re not planning on kicking Taylor’s ass because he cheated on me, the least you can do is help me make him sorry.”

“This is crazy. You know that.”

“Nobody is going to see your face. I just need your dick, which is bigger than Taylor’s. Plus, you owe me.” I reminded him of the several times I covered his ass when he snuck out. And before he went to college, he promised he’d make it up to me.

Make no mistake; I understood why Johnny felt uncomfortable when I exposed my freshly shaven slit to him. I also got that he wasn’t comfortable with showing me his cock, or that he liked the idea of taking very inappropriate pictures of us together. But I badly needed my revenge, and I didn’t want to wait for karma.

“This is ridiculous.” He mumbled as he came closer and pulled down his cargo pants. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

“God, don’t be such a baby. Two pictures. That’s it.”

Then he revealed his flaccid manhood.

“That’s not gonna work, Johnny.”

“What did you expect? I’m not supposed to get a hard-on for my sister.”

“Maybe if you actually looked at me,” I stretched out my leg and used my toes to turn his face forwards and down, like I was adjusting the car mirror, until he got a clear view of my snatch. Since the moment I exposed myself, he stared into every direction except in mine.

Then I got the reaction I was looking for.

His manhood started pulsating. But Johnny was holding back. I could see him trying to concentrate on something mundane to prevent his arousal. So, I sat up and took him in my hand.

“Hey,” He reacted with shock.

“You have to be really hard, Johnny. I thought that part was obvious?”

It took only two or three seconds for my brother’s erection to build underneath my warm grip. And I discreetly stroked it, just to make sure he’d stay hard.

“Mom and dad are going to kill us. Not to mention my girlfriend.” He sounded like he was confessing already.

“Nobody is going to find out, okay?” I remained optimistic in light of getting my sweet revenge. “Now, bring it closer to my pussy and take a picture.”

At that point, it would’ve taken a hammer to break down Johnny’s hard dick. And awkwardly, he bent his knees to position the head a few inches away from my entrance.

“Like this?” He asked while trying to focus the phone for the picture, which was when we accidently made contact. “Shit, sorry.” Johnny quickly pulled back when he felt his flesh against mine.

I reacted too, naturally. But I didn’t let it stop me from completing my mission.

“That’s okay. Just forget it.” I gestured for him to bring his cock back into the shot. And he complied with more caution than before. “That’s it. Now take the picture.”

The phone flashed twice and recorded the perfect images of what looked like two people about to have sex.

“Happy?” Johnny was about to put his dick back in his pants when I got another stroke of brilliance.

“Not yet. I want Taylor to see how wet I am.”

“And how am I supposed to help with that?”

“Easy. Just shove your dick inside me two or three times and take another photo. I promise you’ll see the difference.”

“You’re crazy!” Johnny yelled.

“Hey, can you keep it down? Jesus. Your girlfriend is downstairs, remember?” Then I turned on the sincerity and played on his devotion towards his little sister. “He really hurt me, Johnny. Are you really just going to let him?” I pouted.

“Fine.” He caved and reluctantly got back into position. “But after this, we’re even. Okay?”

“You have my word.” I replied while getting a little more comfortable.

Johnny gave me one last look, offering a final chance to back out. And when I didn’t stop him, he went ahead and penetrated me. Gradually, he used small thrusts to burrow deeper into my tight cunt. I could see his heart beating through his t-shirt as his muscle expanded between my walls.

The pressure felt so good I almost forgot why I asked Johnny to shove himself inside me. I even started gasping and panting due to my raging hormones, lubricating my brother on his way to my core.

And when he was balls deep inside me, we both needed a few seconds to compose ourselves.

“Fuck, Melissa.” He groaned.

“What?” I whimpered.

“You’re so…tight.”

He pulled his warm dick back and stabbed it into my velvet tunnel a second time, causing me to dig my nails into the sheets and throw back my head.

“One more time.” I begged him. “Just to make sure.”

The head of his muscle was still throbbing at the deepest part of me, so it didn’t take a lot of convincing to make Johnny repeat the heavenly impalement.

“Oh, god.” I couldn’t help mumbling as the friction between our genitals turned to lightening through my spine.

“That’s enough. We have to stop now.” Johnny basically forced himself to pull out completely, but then he saw my pussy juice glimmering all over his member.

“Do you know what would make an even better picture?” I got the most evil idea while I already started missing Johnny’s curved muscle thudding inside me.

“No, Melissa. This is what you wanted. I’m not going any further.”

But he didn’t make any attempt to leave. Nor did he put away his cock after taking another photo.

“What if you cum on my pussy? That will drive Taylor insane.”

“I’d say you’re totally losing it. Am I supposed to jerk off in front of you now?”

“Who said you had to jerk off?” I fell back and spread my legs, like I had them a few seconds earlier.

“You’re telling me to fuck you? My own sister?” Johnny asked with his boner still swaying in mid-air, ready to make me implode.

“Your dick was already inside me, Johnny. What’s the harm?”

“Swear you won’t tell Annabelle?”

“On my life.” I eagerly promised, not realizing how much I was going to enjoy what happened next.

My older brother impaled me again as he grabbed onto my thighs to stabilize me and pull me back. And with a determination he didn’t show before, he kept jackhammering me as if he never had sex before. He literally rammed my cunt like it was something he wanted to do for a long time, and he finally got his shot.

“You like it, don’t you?” I managed to string the question together between my deep breaths.

Instead of a verbal answer, Johnny fell forward and on top of me, where he could get a better angle to go harder and deeper. My gasping turned him on, and it wasn’t like I was doing it on purpose. It was a natural reaction to being filled with my brother’s big muscle, over and over again.

“Fuck me, Johnny. Fuck my like I’m your bitch.” Something compelled me to whisper this dark confession straight into his ear. And I probably shouldn’t have. Because then he turned me over and pulled my ass to the sky.

I thought he was going to lodge his cock at the back of my throat due to the force he used. And the way he grabbed and pulled my hair made the experience more arousing. I mean, he was literally fucking me like I was his bitch.

I fucking loved it.

The way he smacked and squeezed my ass-cheeks. And when he probed my asshole with the tip of his thumb, all the while pounding my pussy as hard has he could, I couldn’t help squirting like a fountain.

My limbs rattled as I climaxed on all fours, blowing my mind into several different directions. I was so cock-drunk, I barely noticed Annabelle coming into my room. I could hear her shouting something, but it was over pretty quickly.

Because as soon as Annabelle left, Johnny got back into action. Nothing was stopping him from finishing. Not even his long-term girlfriend.

With my body still in shock, I was a puppet in Johnny’s hands.

I allowed him to rip off my cheerleading costume, which was when the groping and kissing started. He was like an animal, biting and touching every inch of my body before he laid me down for the final round of pounding.

When I finally got my senses back, Johnny was going inside me again. He seemed to like the missionary position, and he knew exactly how to grind his pelvis against my clit every time he thrusted forward.

There was no two ways about it.

I was going to climax again pretty soon.

My brother was setting a standard no other man would live up to.

Even the manner with which he sucked on my nipples was too intense to compare to my previous lovers. And maybe it’s because there always was chemistry between Johnny and me. We were always more playful than other siblings. Nor could anybody understand why we got so jealous when a boyfriend or girlfriend was involved.

But I never thought we’d reach a point where we’d openly lust after each other.

There was no way I could anticipate locking my ankles around his contracting and rotating buttocks the way I did. But I did. Just like I pushed my tongue into his mouth the first chance I got.

He replied exactly like I wanted him to – by stabbing harder into my cunt.

Within seconds, I was cock-drunk again.

I couldn’t control my shaking body, or the clear liquid I was squirting all over Johnny’s pelvis. It was just too much. The world could have been ending at that very moment, and I wouldn’t have given I shit.

“Get ready,” Johnny warned me when his own climax was getting closer. “I’m gonna cum any second now.”

He was ready to pull out and decorate my pussy lips with his cum, just like I asked him to. But then I changed my mind. I didn’t care about the picture anymore or making Taylor sorry. All I wanted was to feel Johnny burst inside me, so I grabbed his ass and prevented him from retrieving his cock.

“Melissa, what are you doing? I’m going to-”

Before he could finish his sentence, the first wave of hot seed shot into my cunt.

I thought Johnny was going to lose his mind from the way he grunted and jerked on top of me, sending more loads of sibling sperm to drip down my pink walls. And the way his cock exploded while I clenched down was simply incredible.

“I hope you realize I lost my girlfriend because of this.” Johnny said after a minute of still throbbing inside me. Neither of us had the energy to move or break our taboo connection.

“Don’t worry about it too much.” I reassured him. “Not when you can fuck me.”

And so began a long and twisted relationship I would never be able to let go. Not even after I got married and settled down. My husband doesn’t have a clue that when Johnny and I spend private time together, we make each other cum in the most inappropriate ways.

*The End*

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/rbpmuk/the_freeuse_brother