Rebellion (Part 2) [Father], [Rough Oral], [Fingering], [Cunnilingus], [Virgin], [Control], [Restrained], [Consenting],

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/abt4f5/rebellion_part_1_teachers_oral_dubious_consent/)

He stepped closer to me and I pulled away, “What are you doing?” I asked as I looked up at him.

“You are going to apologize. If I have to make you do it myself, I will,” he spat at me as he grabbed my jaw and pulled me to him.

I tightly closed my lips and tried to turn away from him, he leaned down and whispered to me, “Your mom was pregnant with you when I met her. I took you both in, raised you as my own to keep her looking like an honorable woman…I paid for you to go to this school when I didn’t have to. I put opportunity after opportunity in your lap so you wouldn’t end up a little cum slut like your mother, and now look at you.”

He pushed me away from himself and I fell to the ground on my back, hands pinned under me. He sat just above my head, his legs on either side of my face and pushed his cock against my lips. I still tried to hold them tightly closed and he reached down and groped my breast, pinching my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I winced as it hurt just a little bit and he took the opportunity to put his fingers in my mouth to pry my jaw open then shoved his cock in my mouth and down my throat.

Rebellion (Part 1) [Teachers] [Oral] [Dubious Consent] [light binding]

*This was my idea,* I reminded myself as I looked in the mirror.

I continued getting ready by pulling my rainbow tinted hair up into thick curly pigtails. My makeup was light, typical of a teenage girl just permitted to use the products. My lips were a light pink with a gentle shine from gloss, my cheeks a soft rose, barely even discernible, and my eyes were layered in the lightest of pinks and tans with a thin black liner to highlight their shape.

My top was well-fitted, not too tight, but tight enough that my body was well defined underneath it. It was a plain white button up and it lay with a perfect collar around my neck, the top two buttons undone and a violet tie with a school emblem on it hung loosely from my neck and tucked under the collar. I adjusted the violet pleated skirt and took a deep breath before I finished buttoning up my top and tightening the tie. I slipped a short violet blazer on, grabbed my backpack, and headed out the door.

Homecoming Part 3 [siblings], [power play], [public], [rough and dominant]

[The beginning](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ab50cp/homecoming_part_1_adult_siblings_nudity_no_sex/)

[The Middle](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/abfu43/homecoming_part_2_shower_siblings_masturbation/)

When I woke up my brother wasn’t in my bed anymore. We carried on about our day as though nothing happened, though blushing glances were stolen from time to time whenever mom wasn’t watching us. We had the usual birthday dinner of my favorite meal, and the obligatory cake and ice cream after. That was that and I was officially 21!

Our day was only beginning after dinner. My brother had promised me the last time I saw him that he would take me out for my first legal drink at a bar for my 21st because he had to miss my 20th birthday. I got dressed “for appearances” and packed a bag with my real outfit. What mom doesn’t know won’t hurt her. As far as she knew I was wearing a red crop top, an almost knee length leather skirt, and a black lace bolero. Sexy enough to be believable, but still on the conservative side so mom wouldn’t flip out on me.

Homecoming (Part 2) [shower] [siblings] [masturbation] [sleeping sister]

[The beginning](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ab50cp/homecoming_part_1_adult_siblings_nudity_no_sex/)

We maneuvered so that he was in the back of the tub and I was at the front of the tub, otherwise he blocked the water from hitting me. He stood there awkwardly covering himself and looking up at the ceiling for a moment.

I started washing the baby oil off of his arms with the soap on my hands. He pulled away and looked down at me, “Don’t do that?”

It was more of a plea than a statement. I stepped away from him a bit and reached out to hand him the soap, “Sorry,” was all I said.

He took the soap and I reached past him to get the shampoo that was sitting on the back corner of the tub. He audibly groaned and I looked up at him, he was blushing brightly. With the shampoo in hand I turned around to wash the baby oil out of my hair. He reached past me and put the soap down on the holder, then I felt his hands on mine as I roughly scrubbed the shampoo into my scalp.

Homecoming (Part 1) [Adult Siblings], [Nudity], [No Sex],

I don’t really remember when I first started using the bottom of the bathroom closet for comfort. I would wager I was a child and it started with my brother and I. And I know it started as just that, comfort and shielding from the fights our parents were having downstairs. Our bedrooms shared a bathroom and as early as I could remember, as soon as dad got home my brother would come into my bedroom and pull me out of bed, most of the time half asleep, and we would go into the bathroom and hide in the closet. He would cover my ears and force a smile the whole time even as I caught him cringing from time to time with the various things he was hearing.

As we grew up it became just me hiding in the closet, a set of earbuds and a small mp3 player filled with fun and cheerful songs waited for me in there. I had a little throw pillow and a blanket, I had actually decorated it as much as the bottom shelf in a bathroom closet can be decorated. Our parents divorced when I was 13, so that closet space just became my own little nook for hiding when I needed to not be found for a while. It was cramped, but I had a slight build. My brother was the only one who could find me when I was hiding in there and he got into the habit of checking it before showering as he entered his teen years.

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