Wish you were home [m][f]

This is a stand alone story, but is also a continuation of my previous.

If you haven't read it, don't worry.

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Landing back in my home town is like learning you've got cancer. It might be terminal, might not be, but it's going to fucking suck until you're free of it.

My parent's greeted me at the airport with their plastic smiles. It was like they were celebrating a windfall of cash. Somehow all of their crazy rage subsided when they learned I might have money. Same old same old.

But I wasn't here for my parents, and the celebration wasn't supposed to be about me. The only reason I flew in was to celebrate Alice's graduation from highschool, and her 18th birthday that I had missed… I guess all the birthdays I had missed, really, but I seemed to be stuck on the last one mentally when I saw her.

I had escaped the hell hole that was that town and that family, and I wanted to give Alice the same opportunity. I hadn't seen her in 7 years, so I was worried that I would arrive to find that she was a clone of my parents.

Nope, same timid Alice. Sort of.

She didn't speak much. Their house, their rules. Children should be seen, not head. To them she was still a child and always would be. No phone. No internet. Mom picked out her weird "Wonderland clothes" just like she always had. In that aspect she and the family dynamic were the same.

There were definitely some very big differences. Two that I could plainly see stuffed under the top of her blue dress and white apron. Alice had grown up. The white knee high stockings she wore with those shiny black flat shoes had definitely taken on an entirely different feel style wise.

Her hair fell in waterfall curls all around her. That same black headband still in her hair, keeping her looking civilized and poised.

The clothes that once made sense on an 11 year old possibly obsessed with Alice's Adventures in Wonderland (really mom's obsession) now looked very strange on her toned body. There was something odd about her small frame, the overly youthful clothes, and her dark pink stained lips.

Alice never made eye contact with me the whole first day. I found myself with confusion when I looked at her, and what her shape had become. I was very aware she was beautiful, and also very aware that I was her older brother.

More than once I wondered if she still had to wear the frilly panties she had complained were scratchy and stupid so many times before. I had a new interest in those panties (in adult sizes) that made me sick to my stomach.

As the evening of fake smiles and desperate hints that I should be there for the family financially wore down I got my computer out of my luggage and locked myself into my old room (which was now my dad's office) with the excuse that I had to do some homework to finish that degree. They didn't put up a single argument when they heard it was to get to that job and that paycheck.

Within moments I was able to reach the little ray of sunshine waiting for me at home. Once I was done with all of this mess I would be able to kiss her soft lips.

Brittany, my beautiful girlfriend answered immediately.

"Hey sweetie," she whispered. We had agreed that my parents were not to know anything about my life, especially that I had a girlfriend back home that came from old money.

"It's okay hon, this room is pretty much soundproof. You wouldn't believe the ruckus I got away with in here."

"Oh… That's good," she giggled.

"Is it?"

Britt and I talked about the day. How everything was still awful here, and no, I still hadn't found a time to talk with Alice in private. I let out a bit of frustration about how they were putting on the good act in hopes to take advantage of me in the future.

"Oh you poor baby!"

I loved how sincere she was when she said that. She was only girl on the planet that could deliver that line without sarcasm.

"Well, I thought you might have a rough time, and thought you might need some cheering up… So I went out and bought something we've been talking about."

"You got a puppy?"

"No silly," she teased, and reached out of view of the camera, making sure to tip forward to give me a full view of her chest.

When she sat back in position i saw in her hands a very large toy.

I felt that heat that only Brittany can cause travel down my ribcage and below my belt.

She was flush, and had trouble looking at me on the screen.

"I haven't tried it out yet."

"Oh?" I said, bobbing my head up and glancing at the door to make sure it was locked. Damn I was paranoid. I was already sitting on the floor, under my dad's desk on the brand new carpet.

"Well… Let's see if it works."

Brittany had been a virgin when she had met me. She had never even touched herself. I had given her her first orgasm one year into our relationship when she had finally let me lick out her sweet juices from between her legs. Fucking her with my fingers and writing the alphabet with my tongue had caused her to come so hard she almost crushed my skull with her thighs. I had since encouraged her to try touching herself so she could learn what she likes, but she said she was too embarrassed. My suggestion that we should buy her a vibrator caused her to put her hands on her face to cover up how shocking it was to even think about.

Yet there she was, on my screen, holding a very large toy that I had told her was called a "massage wand," or "body wand."

She went with a Hitachi.

She bit her lower lip, and I could see her breathing quicken.

"Well?" I asked, leaning in closer to the screen.

"… Uh… I'm a little…"

"Honey, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

"… No. I want to… I want you to take your pants off…"

She didn't need to ask me twice. Something about how sneaky this was was already making everything extra exciting. Brittany had never even touched herself, let alone put on a show for me.

"Okay baby, ready?"

"Yeah…" Britt set the toy down and lifted her night dress off over her shoulders. I could tell it was cold in our apartment, even on our bed, which had always been the warmest part of the house.

She sat there for a moment looking at me through the screen, naked and vulnerable.

"I have to close you off of my screen. I want to hear you, but I think I'm too nervous to see you watching me."

I told her okay and helped her close the video of me while keeping audio.

She sat there for another minute after telling me that she couldn't see me. Still to nervous to move.

Finally she said "I think I need you to tell me to do it."

She couldn't see me smile. She also couldn't see me reaching down below my navel.

"Lean back and open your legs."

"…okay"

The computer's camera bounced a bit as she situated herself. Hesitantly, she opened her legs. I could see her pink little tight pussy was already swollen with excitement, and was shiny with wetness. If I was hard before I was a diamond after that image came upon my screen. I began slowly stroking myself. I couldn't even wait.

"Put the toy between your legs."

Brittany looked really afraid, so I reminded her that she didn't have to do this if she didn't want to. She said she had been working up the nerve all day, and wasn't going to back out.

"Okay then," I said "turn it on, but keep it on low."

She almost jumped off the bed in surprise when it turned on. My computer relayed the low hum as the vibrator sprang to life between her legs.

I could see her face as she looked down. She had made this out to be a big deal and was so nervous her eyes were glassy, but her lips parted, and she let out a shaky moan.

"Okay baby, make little circles."

She complied, and I could see her relax into it a little. I could also see her hips start to make little circles in the opposite direction she was moving the toy. She was enjoying herself, no matter how dirty she felt.

"Pinch your nipples," I told her as my own heart rate began to rise.

She did, and I saw her legs push open a bit more on their own. Now her hips were making bigger circles, and she arched her back over and over as she began to get more comfortable with the sensation.

I could hear her breath heavy with my name as a bit of her wetness began to trickle down onto our sheets. She was pushing the toy hard against her clit, and I could hear her softly telling me that it felt so good. Her eyes had closed, and her head had tilted back as she worked herself over for me to watch.

"Okay, now move your other hand down, and put your fingers inside yourself."

Her head snapped up to look into the camera, even though she couldn't see me.

"Do it." I said, and her hand hesitantly made its way down between her thighs.

Within only moments she was hungrily fingering herself and working the wand harder against her pinkness. Her legs were shaking, and her hips were going crazy. Brittany was going to wake the neighbors with how loud she was moaning. I could hear the toy humming away at her, and I could see that she was getting close. I was, too.

In between grunts I told Britt to fuck herself harder, and to turn the speed up on her toy. She did, and exploded in gasps and screams.

"Baby," she panted "baby I'm about to come."

I panted as I fucked my hand, thinking about savagely fucking her until she cried.

"Honey… Tell me to come."

This was new. I was so surprised I didn't answer.

"Please…" she panted "please tell me to come… I need it…"

Her hips were bouncing up and down off the bed as she fucked herself as hard as she could, but she was holding it back, waiting for me to give her the command.

As I felt myself build up I managed the command "I want you to come. Right now."

I saw it as much as I heard it. Brittany started screaming as she slipped all the fingers she could into her tight wet hole. She screamed that she was coming as I felt myself explode.

"It's too much," she panted desperately "tell me to stop, I can't handle anymore," she begged.

I could hear whimpers in between her moans as she pushed her hips up, closer to the camera, so I could see her shaking fingers ravage her.

I waited for her to beg for me louder, and three more times before I told her she could stop.

She clicked off the toy and dropped.

She lay there for a moment before I gave her one more command. One that made her flush again as she hesitantly obliged.

"Put your fingers in your mouth, and lick them clean."

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/3qeeyd/wish_you_were_home_mf