Becoming His Sex Slave (Taboo Sex/Mind Control Erotica) by Pandora Box Page B
Authors: Pandora Box
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needed to get off before Mom poked her head in, telling me that it was time for school. Looked like I'd be going to school horny today...
*
At school we're coming up to exams, so I didn't even get a chance to take a bathroom break to get myself off during class today. Finally, after what seemed like hours, I had a spare period, but no sooner had I sat down in a stall when my phone went off.
"GYM." it said. "NOW."
It was from Michael, of course. Normally getting a text message with instructions on where my brother wanted to get off would be no more significant than an email telling me I'd won the Nigerian lottery, but...
Well, my realization that what we were doing was kind of hot, combined with the fact that I hadn't managed to get off since last night...as I hurried to the gym, I couldn't deny that just those two words were a turn-on. The idea of being ordered around, of being constantly at a man's beck and call was suddenly really sexy to me.
If it was anyone else but my brother , I thought, I'd ask if they wanted to make this more than just a situation of convenience...
When I got to the gym, my brother was waiting patiently for me. I was so wet that I was actually having trouble walking straight. It was like my hips refused to travel in a straight line - every step I took, they were swaying from side to side, causing my normal walk to be super sexy.
He didn't say anything when he saw me, just lifted one eyebrow, and held out his hand. It was like I was talking to a fifth-grade crush...I was suddenly tongue-tied, and just blushed and followed him as he led me behind the bleachers.
Without a word, he grabbed my hair with one hand, unbuttoned his jeans with the other, and forced my head down to his cock.
Yes, I silently screamed as his manhood entered my mouth. Use me!
It's happened dozens and dozens of times over the past few weeks, but for whatever reason, that felt like the first time that I was aware of what I was doing. I was letting my brother use me...my brother was using my mouth like a fuckhole. I was nothing more than a warm, wet mouth for my brother to fuck.
It took him about ten minutes to cum, but it felt like seconds...I wanted it to last forever. I wanted my brother to use me for the rest of my life, fuck my mouth and cum inside me, wherever and whenever he liked.
I mean, obviously that was his right anyway, but suddenly I wanted it, y'know?
As I swallowed my brother's seed down, I couldn't help but look at him pleadingly, begging him with my eyes to use my body again and again, to cum inside his little sister and treat me like the slut that I am. But I couldn't say anything (I'd hate to make things weird) and so when we were done, I made out with him for a few minutes like normal, let him smell his own cock on my breath, and skipped back to class, desperately trying to mask how horny I was.
I didn't get a chance to have any "alone time" all day, and my brother's insistence on giving me a lift home didn't help. He likes to reach over and play with me while he drives - I spread my legs to give him full access, but as he was running his fingers up and down my shaved legs, I realized there was no way he could avoid noticing the wetness between my legs.
Never before had I been so turned on. I wondered if I could claim it was just a biological thing - what hotblooded woman doesn't get wet from having a cock in her mouth? - but I knew that wouldn't play. My brother would feel how damp he made my pussy, and he'd know that I was the kind of dirty slut who got turned on by her own family.
Maybe it was just to prevent embarrassment, but he didn't say anything as his fingers parted my folds and felt how soaked I was. He just slowly pumped two fingers in and out, and I tried to pretend that I was just pretending to writhe in pleasure.
Just as I thought I was going to cum, he stopped - we were home. I just lay there, panting and moaning for a few seconds as Michael leaned down and sucked on my
*
At school we're coming up to exams, so I didn't even get a chance to take a bathroom break to get myself off during class today. Finally, after what seemed like hours, I had a spare period, but no sooner had I sat down in a stall when my phone went off.
"GYM." it said. "NOW."
It was from Michael, of course. Normally getting a text message with instructions on where my brother wanted to get off would be no more significant than an email telling me I'd won the Nigerian lottery, but...
Well, my realization that what we were doing was kind of hot, combined with the fact that I hadn't managed to get off since last night...as I hurried to the gym, I couldn't deny that just those two words were a turn-on. The idea of being ordered around, of being constantly at a man's beck and call was suddenly really sexy to me.
If it was anyone else but my brother , I thought, I'd ask if they wanted to make this more than just a situation of convenience...
When I got to the gym, my brother was waiting patiently for me. I was so wet that I was actually having trouble walking straight. It was like my hips refused to travel in a straight line - every step I took, they were swaying from side to side, causing my normal walk to be super sexy.
He didn't say anything when he saw me, just lifted one eyebrow, and held out his hand. It was like I was talking to a fifth-grade crush...I was suddenly tongue-tied, and just blushed and followed him as he led me behind the bleachers.
Without a word, he grabbed my hair with one hand, unbuttoned his jeans with the other, and forced my head down to his cock.
Yes, I silently screamed as his manhood entered my mouth. Use me!
It's happened dozens and dozens of times over the past few weeks, but for whatever reason, that felt like the first time that I was aware of what I was doing. I was letting my brother use me...my brother was using my mouth like a fuckhole. I was nothing more than a warm, wet mouth for my brother to fuck.
It took him about ten minutes to cum, but it felt like seconds...I wanted it to last forever. I wanted my brother to use me for the rest of my life, fuck my mouth and cum inside me, wherever and whenever he liked.
I mean, obviously that was his right anyway, but suddenly I wanted it, y'know?
As I swallowed my brother's seed down, I couldn't help but look at him pleadingly, begging him with my eyes to use my body again and again, to cum inside his little sister and treat me like the slut that I am. But I couldn't say anything (I'd hate to make things weird) and so when we were done, I made out with him for a few minutes like normal, let him smell his own cock on my breath, and skipped back to class, desperately trying to mask how horny I was.
I didn't get a chance to have any "alone time" all day, and my brother's insistence on giving me a lift home didn't help. He likes to reach over and play with me while he drives - I spread my legs to give him full access, but as he was running his fingers up and down my shaved legs, I realized there was no way he could avoid noticing the wetness between my legs.
Never before had I been so turned on. I wondered if I could claim it was just a biological thing - what hotblooded woman doesn't get wet from having a cock in her mouth? - but I knew that wouldn't play. My brother would feel how damp he made my pussy, and he'd know that I was the kind of dirty slut who got turned on by her own family.
Maybe it was just to prevent embarrassment, but he didn't say anything as his fingers parted my folds and felt how soaked I was. He just slowly pumped two fingers in and out, and I tried to pretend that I was just pretending to writhe in pleasure.
Just as I thought I was going to cum, he stopped - we were home. I just lay there, panting and moaning for a few seconds as Michael leaned down and sucked on my
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