Continuing the story with Amber’s POV: my boyfriend has been fucking me differently lately… As I see him walk into his sister’s room, I finally find out why.
I couldn’t shake it off, that slip of the tongue last night. Sam’s been fucking me like a madman these past weeks, his massive cock slamming into me with this feral urgency that left me sore and satisfied, my bubbly ass cheeks red from his grips. But the dirty talk? It shifted. ‘Your little pussy’s gripping my cock so tight, like it can’t get enough,’ he’d groan, folding my legs back till my knees hit my tits, pounding deep while emphasizing how tiny I felt under his bulk. Never focused on my size before, but damn, it turned me on—made me feel delicate, owned. Until he muttered that name. ‘Take it, Jessie—milk my cock.’ My blood froze mid-thrust, his eyes squeezed shut in that pre-cum haze, but he didn’t stop. Kept rutting into me, balls slapping my ass, flooding my cunt with thick spurts of his hot load while I lay there stunned, heart hammering. Who the fuck was Jessie? Some ex? I didn’t call him out—curled up beside him as he passed out, my pussy still leaking his cum onto the sheets, mind racing with confusion.
Hours ticked by in the dark. I faked sleep when he stirred, slipping out of bed quiet, his bare feet padding down the hall. Curiosity clawed at me—or just that naive need to know. I trailed him silent, peeking around the corner into the dim glow of a nightlight. His sister’s room. When he said that name, his sister never even crossed my mind… His baby sister, for fuck’s sake—she couldn’t be more than fourteen or fifteen, that petite blonde thing with the innocent face from family photos. Horror hit me like a gut punch. He thought he was fantasizing? No, this was real. Sam eased the door open, his cock already rock-hard, jutting out thick and veiny from his boxers, pre-cum glistening at the tip. He approached her bed where she slept curled up in a thin tank and panties, oblivious.
My breath caught as he pulled back the covers gentle, almost tender, then tugged her panties aside. No hesitation—he gripped his shaft and pressed the fat head against her bald little slit, rubbing it up and down till her folds parted slick. She frowned in sleep, shifting, but he pushed in slow, inch by girthy inch, her tight underage pussy stretching around him like it was swallowing him whole. A soft whimper escaped her lips as her eyes fluttered open, confusion twisting her face in the shadows. ‘Sam? What—’ But he shushed her with a finger to her lips, starting to fuck her slow and deep, his hips rolling as he groaned low. ‘Shh, Jess—feels so good, your little cunt hugging me tight.’ Sweet filthy words, praising her small body like it was the only thing that mattered, his hands roaming her flat tummy, squeezing her tiny tits through the fabric.
I stood frozen in the doorway crack, shocked and confused, my own pussy clenching involuntarily at the taboo sight. This was wrong—incest, her being so young, the non-consent edge as she squirmed under him, trying to push at his chest. But I couldn’t look away, heart pounding, a dark twist curling in my gut. He flipped her suddenly, positioning her on top, her back to his chest, those slim legs splayed over his thighs. Bounced her petite frame on his cock, one big hand clamping over her mouth to muffle her protests. ‘Quiet, sis—take brother’s dick like a good girl.’ She mumbled something against his palm, eyes wide and teary, but her hips jerked with each thrust, her body betraying her with wet slaps echoing soft in the room.
Then it happened—slick from her juices, his cock slipped lower on an upthrust, the swollen head nudging her puckered asshole instead. Her body tensed, a muffled cry vibrating against his hand as the tip breached her, popping past the ring with a obscene pop. Sam’s eyes rolled back, a guttural grunt ripping from his throat, clearly accidental but the sensation hitting him like lightning. ‘Fuck—oh shit, Jessie,’ he rasped, voice thick with lust, not pulling out. She thrashed, protesting fierce, ‘No, Sam—it hurts! Get out!’ But he hushed her tighter, one arm banding around her waist, holding her down, the other on her thigh, opening it wider and slowly impaling her down on his cock. ‘Shhh, sis—it’s okay, I didn’t mean to. Just an accident. Let me try it once—I’m already almost in. Fuck, your ass is so tight, gripping my cockhead like that. Just relax and be quiet, I will be quick.’
I watched, horrified yet transfixed, as he lowered her body inch by inch, his thick shaft forcing into her virgin asshole, stretching the pink rim white around his girth. She whimpered in pain, tears streaming, small hands clawing at his thighs, but he didn’t stop—mumbled filthy encouragements in her ear, grunting as he sank deeper. ‘That’s it, yessss, oh my God—take it all, Jess. Brother’s cock in your ass, filling you up.’ Halfway in, he paused, breathing ragged, then thrust hard—balls-deep in one brutal shove, her tiny body jolting as he bottomed out, his sack slapping her pussy lips below. She cried out muffled, body shaking, but he shushed her, gently, held her pinned, starting to pump slow at first, the slick slide turning wetter with her unwilling arousal mixing in.
His words twisted darker, praising her smallness. ‘God, Jessie—your tiny body’s made for this. That underage pussy gripped my cock so good earlier, but your ass? Fuck, it’s milking me harder, squeezing every vein.’ He bounced her harder, hand still over her mouth, the other pinching her clit to distract from the burn, her protests fading to choked sobs and gasps. She asked something garbled—about me, I think, ‘Isn’t Amber in your room…?’—but he shushed her rough, slamming up into her ass with urgent grunts. ‘Don’t talk about her—only you, sis. I fuck her thinking of this tight hole, your little frame bouncing on brother’s dick.’
The dark obsession in his voice warped my mind, jealousy flaring hot even as my thighs rubbed together, slick with my own confused heat. He was lost in it, pounding her ass relentlessly, about to cum, the bed creaking faint under the rhythm, her pain morphing to reluctant moans. I backed away silent, slipping back to our room, but the image burned—his cock buried in his baby sister’s forbidden hole, claiming her while I watched, unseen. What the fuck was I supposed to do now? Confront him? Or let this taboo pull me under too?
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