Story Excerpt

A small but visible wet spot formed on her blue lace panties. Clinton closed his eyes and kicked the sheets down to reveal his throbbing erection. He knew her body would crave him, crave to be bred. Whether she wanted it or not. He would bring out that need.

“Carry on,” he ordered. “Let’s feel those tits back on me.”

“I… okay…”

Amber peeked to see his eyes shut, then immediately fixated on his cock. Her heart raced, mouth watered, pussy slowly drenched. It was perfect. She stepped silently back to him, keeping careful watch to make sure his eyes did not open. Now was her perfect chance. If she could just get him to cum, this could be over.

She covered his rock hard cock with oil and worked him between her tits. The squelch of her oiled heavy chest squeezing his cock grew louder with each pulse up and down. Her hot breath fell onto his thick shaft, making the head swell and leak pre-cum.

“Use your mouth,” Clinton ordered.

Her pace slowed.

“I… I can’t,” she complained.

“That was not a request,” he shot back. “You’ll open your mouth and suck my cock or I’ll bend you over this table and fuck your throat.”

Her whole body flushed and tensed. No one had ever talked to her like that. She would never stand for it. But with him… it was a strange thrill. The kind and gentle brother she knew growing up just ordered her to swallow his cock. Her head said no. But she needed this job, the money. And something inside her needed more.

Amber leaned in. She grabbed the base of his cock, holding it upright. The strong smell of his leaking pre-cum overwhelmed her senses. It wasn’t just a command any more. Not just a job. She wanted to suck it. Even with her racing pulse and soaking cunt, she fought to resist. After all, this was her brother.

She paused with her lips right at the head of his cock, her hot breath rolling down his eager shaft.

“Suck it. Now,” Clinton commanded.