J. Bradley: Raped by brother

She didn't blame him. He'd tried. She'd tried. There'd been no chance of success, that was all.

"Ahhhh, God!" she cried with a whimper.

She felt Harry's pelvis push up against her round globes. His pubes crushed and tickled against her skin. She knew he was in her butt to his root then. Her pussy shuddered and pulsed freely about Deke's sucking lips.

"She's ready," Deke said, taking his mouth away, wiping his chin and cheeks of her honey. He looked at his sister. "That's real good, Carla," he said. "It's nice and stiff and wet. You can stop sucking him, honey. Don't make him come."

Carla lifted her mouth away with a loud suck. Whit's cock trembled and bucked. She kept her finger up his asshole, screwing around in small circles.

"Ohhhhh, Deke," she moaned heatedly. "I got hot! Hurry and do it and then fuck me hard!"

"Ready, Harry?"

"Aw, man – wait just a minute," Harry gasped bassily. "God, her ass is tight! Man, it's gonna make me come! Just a minute – there! Yeah, there! I'm gonna come! Ah! God – ahhhhhgh!"

He groaned loudly. His hips jerked forward. His long prick bucked hard in the depths of her butt. It spat and spewed, and a warm flood of sperm filled Monica's shaking ass.

"Ahhhhh, he's coming in me!" she cried. "I feel it – hot and syrupy! Ahhhhhh, my God!"

Her hips jerked forward, making her asshole fuck along Harry's prick with a tight, slippery grip. Deke stood in front of her, and he pushed his chest up against her tits. His hand cupped her pussy as her anus pulsed and shivered. His fingertip rolled her clit, and she didn't have any alternative but to come and come.

"Yaaaah, Whit!" she cried.

She shuddered all over. Her tits swelled. Her pussy mouth flapped and foamed. Her ass drank deeply of the hosing mass of sperm flooding into it. Her knees quaked, and she fell against Deke and shuddered shamelessly.

"Okay, Deke," Harry gasped. "Now's the time." He pulled his long prick out slowly, making her anal ring tremble and shake. When he popped free, she cried out and shuddered. Then she felt herself being lifted off the floor by them and carried toward her brother.

Her eyes were hooded and half glazed. She couldn't see him clearly. But she saw the shining rod of his wet prick standing straight up from his lap, and she groaned with shameful, illicit lust.

Deke had one thigh and butt cheek. Harry had the other. Carla angled Whit's prick with one hand while she masturbated her sweltering pussy with the other and stared between Monica's thighs.

Whit stared too. They forced her thighs apart and brought her forward so that her feet were on either side of the chair and her brother's trussed body.

"Whit – Whit…" she moaned.

"Oh, Monica – I didn't plan it this way! I swear I didn't!"

She knew. She could tell. And it suddenly didn't matter. In fact she was glad her brother's prick would be the one to burst through her cherry and fuck into her virginal cunt.

She'd wanted Burke to be first. But of the others here, she would far and away take her brother to any of them. And there was nothing to do but take the advice he'd given her earlier. Enjoy it.

Her pussy mouth stretched wide open. Her asshole parted with it, and Harry's sperm ran out of it and dripped onto Whit's cock, making it even more slippery.

Carla was masturbating so hard now that her other hand jiggled all over and made the head of Whit's cock slip and slide all over her crotch.

It sucked between her pussy lips and plucked at her virginal mouth. It prodded at her clit. It mashed her cunt petals and slid under to her asshole and went partway inside when they lowered her too soon and lifted her off again.

She moaned and shivered all the while, feeling her crotch be set ablaze by the slippery sponginess of her brother's cockhead. Whit's cock throbbed and jerked with each searing touch of her heated, slippery folds against the sensitive glans.

Wendy and Emmett watched, too. She was sitting in his lap while he was in one of the other chairs. They both faced Monica. Wendy swiveled her fleshy ass around and took the thick plug into her butt, moaning and rolling her tits and stroking her pussy at the same time.

Then it was done.

She felt the wide head at her cunt mouth. She felt the silky muscles expand and stretch. She felt the taut membrane over her cunt tunnel begin to scream toward the point of rupture.

"There!" Carla cried heatedly. "It's in! Let her down! Make him fuck her open! Ohhhhh, I'm so hot!"

She was lowered slowly. She looked into her brother's eyes. She forgave him for what he couldn't help.

"Ahhhhhgh!" she cried tightly, her hips wrenching in their tight grip. "Ohhhhhhh, you're fucking me, Whit!"

They let her all the way down. The pain stabbed through her body and then became caught up in other sensations. She felt the silky folds of her pussy quiver and suck at the invader into their midst.

She felt her brother's cock throbbing and jerking inside her. It went in and in and in.

"Ahhhh, Sis! Your pussy's so sweet and tight! Ah, God! What a sweet cunt! Ohhhhh, honey, I'm going to come! I can't help it, Monica! Don't hate me! Don't… ahhhhhhgh!"

He arched up as much as he could, straining against the ropes around him. She felt his heated, sucked-on cock buck wildly. Then he was spewing a huge, flooding wad of cum into her virginal cunt.

The first sensation of heated wetness was electrifying. She'd dreamed about it for days. Now that she felt her first prick blast into her pussy, she arched her neck and spine and thrust her tits against her brother's mouth and came violently, shuddering and yelling.

"Yaaaah, Whit! I'm coming around your prick! My brother! My brother's spurting prick! Yaaaaagh!"

"Ooooo, Emmett – flood my hot asshole!" Wendy cried, shivering all over his lap as his thick plug burst forth again.

"Ohhhhhh, Deke – fuck me, honey – fuck me!" Carla cried, swirling her hand over her dripping pussy.

She fairly lunged at her brother, taking him to the floor, ripping his pants down his hips and grabbing his rigid cock. She lay on top of him and wriggled her hips against his, feeding his prick into her hole.

Whit looked around his sister's shoulder and watched. Carla's spread ass was pointed right toward him. He saw the length of her brother's prick slide right up her hot cunt and fuck furiously.

His own prick jerked inside his sister's tight, shivering pussy. There was only a moment of rancor in him. He watched the heaving rump he'd thought had belonged to him. He could see the pink-brown asshole he'd fucked and fucked. He could see the sucking pussy lips, bloated and slippery with honey as they puffed around the root of her brother's prick the way they used to puff out around his.

When he saw the grinding clash they made against each other and the sudden spurt of white sperm oozing out around her cunt lips, something let go within him, and he didn't care about Carla any more.

Monica sat on his lap, facing him. She couldn't get off. She held his prick deep in her wet pussy and let the tingles jump shamelessly through her body. She sighed and leaned against his chest, her tits flattening. She rested her head in the hollow of his shoulder.

"I really blew it, didn't I, Sis?" he said softly.

She nodded silently. Her pussy squeezed reflexively around his imbedded prick. "I think I'm going to come again, Whit," she gasped quietly. "Oh, God – and to think how depraved I felt when you just squeezed my tit this afternoon."

"Go ahead, honey. Come all you want to. You don't have to hold it back. It'll be our secret, I promise. I remember what it was like the first time. You just come and come."

"Ohhhhh, God," she moaned again, her voice quivering. Her pussy sucked and drew. She couldn't stop it. The sensation was too thrilling. "Now!" she whispered in his ear. "Whit, now!"