e.  Fifty times a day I get a view down her shirt to her small but very perky breasts, always dressed in a colorful lacy bra, or I get a fantastic view of that beautiful ass.  I get some very close views of those very tight pants, and almost never see a panty line.  On an occasion I do get a glimpse of a thong strap as she kneels down to those bottom file cabinets.  Needless to say, she teases me relentlessly everyday.  Late last month, after a long day of teasing, I asked her how it was possible that her husband did not take her at the front door everyday when she got home.  She said that he had very little interest in her or in sex at all.  I said that was too bad, with a body like hers, it really deserved a lot of attention.  Feeling a bit daring after the conversation, I told her I would greet her at home everyday, just to get a good handful of that fantastic ass.  She turned her ass to me and shook it, and said "Oh, this?  You are the boss, I guess you could have a few liberties."  I was shocked, this was not the Amish Marsha I had hired two years ago.  I was also no fool, and quickly grabbed a handful of that ass.  My god did it feel fantastic, so firm and shaped just right.  I knew right then that I needed more of that.

 

            I have been feeling her ass, and even grabbed her around the waist a few times over the past two weeks.  I have been just waiting for a chance like today.  I asked her to come in on a Saturday morning to finish some year-end reports.  During the off-season, no one works on Saturdays, and I will have her all to myself.  I got to the office about an hour before I told her to get there, just to set some things up.  She showed up right on time, and I met her at the door.  Since it was a Saturday, and the office was closed, I locked the door after I let her in.  I turned toward her, and she was wearing very tight jeans with sequins on the back pockets.  Like she needed any further design on that ass.  I grabbed both cheeks, and told her that was how I would greet her at the door.  She leaned back into me and wiggled her ass a bit.  "Do you like my jeans?" she asked.  "Nice and shiny, like a special candy wrapper" I said.  That brought a smile and glance over the shoulder, while I still was feeling those buns.  We headed upstairs to the office and to those reports.

 

            The reports did not take long.  Since we finished early, she decided to clear out and organize some of the old files.  I had them stacked at the back of my counter.  As she reached way over the counter to get those files, I turned around and started caressing her ass.  She wiggled back into me, and purred.  As she moved the files, she uncovered my prep work from earlier that morning.  "What is this?" she asked.  "That is a just a little bit more work that needs to be done,” I said.  I had run some Velcro bondage straps down behind the counter and tied them to the top brackets underneath.  I grabbed both her wrists, and strapped the Velcro around each.  She was fully stretched out over the countertop, with her feet just on the floor.  She would have had to stand on her toes if it wasn't for the 4" black heals she was wearing.  "I don't know about this", she said a bit concerned.  "If you don't like this, then you can just walk away"  She pulled on the straps, but they would not move.  I had checked them over several times, and made sure she would not be able to get away.  "Well, since you are still here, I assume you don't want to leave".  She started to protest, but I started getting busy by then, and really wasn't listening anymore.

           

I pressed my already straining cock into the crack of her ass, pinning her even harder against the counter.  I could see that this may be a problem so I tucked a folded towel on the edge of the top.  After all, I would not want to bruise this merchandise.  I slid my hands up under her shirt all the way to her shoulders pushing her shirt up as I moved up her back.  I did a little massage, then moved back down to her bright blue bra.  I unhooked the clasp, and I swear I heard her give a little moan.  I caressed down her sides, and reached under her and slid her bra up over her perky little titties.  For the first time I felt her bare breasts, and gently pinched and twisted her nipples.  I was not sure if it was the cold top, or the excitement, but those nipples were hard enough to scratch my desktop.  I did notice there was no longer any protests, nor did she try to pull away from my caresses.  I was still standing behind her, grinding my now very hard cock into her ass.  I slid my hands lightly down her sides toward those shiny candy wrapper jeans.  As I did, she did jump a little ...  ticklish - make a mental note of that one for future references.

 

            After running my hands over her hips, and as far down on the outside of her legs as I could, I slid my hands to the inside of her legs, and began running them up her inner thighs.  Again, no fight, no protest.  I reached the cheeks of her ass, and slid one hand right into the crotch of her jeans.  I rubbed her pussy through her jeans once or twice before I slid my hands up and over her ass, around her hips, and reached under her to her belt buckle.  I undid her buckle, the button on her jeans, and her zipper.  I reached in to her pants, and could feel that she was wearing lace panties of some sort.  Did I hear another moan?  I slowly pulled her jeans back and down.  Even though I had grabbed and caressed that ass many times over the last couple of weeks, I was not nearly prepared for how delicious her bare ass checks looked with only a black string thong with a silver dragonfly clasp as adornment.  Candy wrapper jeans was an understatement.  I had to take off her shoes one at a time to remove her jeans then put each of the heals back on, after just a small kiss on the bottom of the foot.

 

            There she was, her shirt pushed up to her shoulders and only in her thong and heals.  I dropped down to my knees and kissed the back of her knees.  I dragged my tongue up the back of her leg until I reached the curve of her ass, then I did the same to the other leg.  I slid my hand up her inner thigh until I reached her pussy.  She was already very hot, and very wet.  I began playing and exploring her pussy with my hand while I was kissing and licking her ass.  I grabbed her thong and pulled it down and off.  I took the thong, and rubbed her pussy with it to absorb some of those juices.  I put it under my nose and took a good whiff of her intoxicating scent.  I reached back under her and began to play with her pussy again.  I spread her lips, and could see her juicy pink hole.  Her swollen clit was poking out, but I was careful not to touch that yet, even though I would rub my fingers up to it, just not too close.  I pulled my hand back and spread her ass cheeks apart to get a better look at her little ass hole.  What a beautiful chocolate starfish.  When I spread her cheeks apart, she adjusted her legs further apart to give me better access.  I leaned in and planted a kiss right on her asshole, and licked right around the rim.  She clearly moaned and arched her back to push her ass back further onto my tongue.  My hand reached back down, and this time I went right in for the clit.  My tongue followed down, and I began drinking in some of those juices that all my attention was creating.  No candy has ever tasted this good.  I was rubbing her clit with my fingers, while I was licking her pussy and asshole.  I would alternate sticking my tongue as far as I could in which ever hole I as at.  She as moaning and breathing heavily now, and pulling very hard on the restraints.  Her first orgasm hit, and I could feel the juices running down my arm.  My God this woman was so hot.  I licked up as much of her nectar as I could reach.  I could see juices running down her inner thigh, so I dropped lower and licked it up.

 

            I stood up, and reached down and removed my jeans and my fleece shirt.  It was way to hot in here for those.  I grabbed her foot and pulled it up.  I removed her shoe, licked the bottom of her foot, then moved it down to rub it on my hard cock.  I put her shoe back on and placed the head of my cock at her pussy lips.  I just barely put pressure on her pussy.  She moaned and pushed back, but with the restraints, she could not move back very far.  "What do you want?" I asked.  She moaned again, well almost a growl. 

"Come on, quit teasing me!" she yelled at me. 

"Tell me what you want,” I said. 

"You know what I want, come on"

I pushed just the head of my cock into her pussy, then stopped again.  "Is that what you want?"

"No, I want all of it" and she was pulling hard on the straps, trying to jerk back.

 I slapped her bare ass "Now behave yourself, or I will send you home right now"

She gasped, but stopped jerking on the straps.  "No don't send me home yet"

"OK, now what do you want"

"Fuck me, fuck me hard, slam your cock into me, slap my ass, pinch my tits, I don't care what you do to me, just do me!"

 

            With that, I slammed my full length into her pussy.  It was so wet and slippery, it went in with no problem.  I had my cock buried deep into her tight wet pussy.  She felt better than I could imagine, but I could not enjoy the feeling for very long.  After just a second or two, I pulled almost all the way out, and started fucking her, trying to go slow, but this was about as much self-restraint as I had in me.  I had both hands on her hips, and was pumping in and out of the juiciest pussy I have ever seen.  She was moaning and breathing in time with my thrusting.  I reached down and rubbed her juices up and onto her asshole.  I had such a wonderful view from this angle.  I started rubbing and caressing her ass and the rim of her asshole.  She was pushing her ass back to match my rhythm.  I pushed one finger just to the first knuckle into her asshole.  She was supplying plenty of lubricant, and it slid in very easy.  She moaned ever louder, and pushed back harder.  I pulled my finger out, lubed it again with her juices and pushed it further into her asshole.  By now she was really into it.  She was gasping loud with each thrust, and pushing her ass back faster and as hard as she could.  I was picking up my pace and fucking her hard.  With my finger now buried as far into her asshole as I could reach, I could feel my cock sliding in and out of her pussy through her thin slippery membrane. 

 

            We were both breathing hard and in time, faster and faster.  I was thrusting as hard and as deep into her as I could.  I could feel the pressure building and I knew I was soon going to give this woman even more juices in that already wet pussy.  I could feel the explosion building from my toes to my fingertips.  I pulled my finger out of her asshole, and grabbed both her hips and pulled her onto me as the same time I did one last lunge with my hips.  I grunted and came deep into her pussy with a load that just didn't want to stop.  At the same time, she was almost yelling and her legs were almost vibrating they were shaking so hard.  I could feel her pussy contract and grab right a hold of my cock and milk ever once of cum I had.  I held her hips pulling hard, and kept my cock buried as deep in that pussy as I could, God this felt so good.

 

            We stayed like that for a minute or two, then I started to come back to reality.  I caressed her butt some, then rubbed up her back and massaged a little on her back and shoulders, but she was silent.  It was at that point that I completely realized what I had done.  I had forcefully restrained this woman and took advantage of her in that situation.  Was she angry?  Would she now quit her job and leave me, or worse?  What had I done?  I pulled out of her, and quickly put my pants back on.  I reached up and undid the Velcro on the straps and freed her.  She stood up straight and stretched out her back.  I must say I as very nervous, but as she stretched back I had a great glimpse of her neatly trimmed pussy hair.  this woman is so incredibly sexy.  I thought, well here it comes, she is going to threaten to quit or lawsuit, or whatever.  Instead she was silent.  She kicked off her shoes, reached down and pulled her pants on, put her shoes back on, walked over to her office and put her jacket on.  She headed out of the office and headed downstairs to the front door.  I followed, not a word was muttered.  When she reached the door, she unlocked it, opened it and stood with her butt against the door. 

 

            "Come here" she said.  I walked up to her not really sure what direction this was going to go.  She planted a long, lingering kiss on my lips, and just brushed her tongue against mine.  My knees that were already weak, almost gave out on that kiss. 

"That was very nasty of you, and just so you are not totally unprepared, I will get even with you” she said as she reached between my legs and grabbed a handful of my balls and rubbed up my cock.  With that she said, "Have a nice weekend", turned and walked out the door.  I stood in the door, watched her walk to her car, get in and start to pull away.  As she was driving by the door looking in at me, I saw a big smile come across her face as she saw me standing there with her thong held up to my nose.  I can't wait until the day she gets her revenge.

 

and baked in the oven gave me new appreciation for how much more work she put into dinner than Ean did.

We both ended up taking a shower together as we did just have anal sex, so we couldn’t shake off the feeling of being dirty. As much as I didn’t want to, it was just impossible not to be playful around Ean. So we pretty much washed each other in the shower, with him making a point to clean my nipples off with his mouth. I somehow ended up doing the same to him but I seriously doubt it felt as good for him as it did with him doing it to me. Nevertheless, I could tell having his nipples sucked clean by his little sister did have a psychological effect on him.

We fell asleep together and with amazing will power, I managed not to suck him dry before falling asleep in his arms. I just fell asleep in his arms with a giant rod poking into my pelvis. Ean said nothing.

I knew what was happening but I did everything in my power to deny it. All I wanted was vaginal sex with him and I could stand for nothing less. I needed him inside my vagina soo incredibly bad. And in suppressing that thought as hard as I could, all I was doing was denying us both sexual release. It was a self destructive sequence that I had to ignore. Mom would be home in a day and on Monday, I would get my birth control. That right there brought up a whole another issue I was suppressing.

Saturday was a near solid day of boredom. Without my three to four hour conversation with Montana because of her grounding, I was stuck wondering around not knowing what to do. And I ended up distancing myself from Ean as every time I was near him, that natural sex hormone he emitted from just being around me sucked my mind into wanting to just rape him with all my endurance. The closest I got to him during daylight that day was walking next to him into the kitchen while he was watching some show on elephants.

Everything combining in that one most horny, dreary day was driving my brain into unimaginable thoughts. I had to wait one more night though. Mom would be home at two o’clock. She would take my mind off sex. And in that, I just made myself even worse off because I knew that after that very day, it would become almost impossible to have sex with Ean for quite some time. No more showers together. No more falling asleep inhaling his chest; feeling his manic heart come down from the orgasm in my mouth and into a soft sleep as he hugged me so tightly. Oh that taste of his semen mixing with the remnants of my toothpaste. That smell became an instant arousal potion to my nose.

Bedtime came early for us both that night. I wanted to kill a bit of time in masturbation but I knew if I touched myself down there, I would end up screaming for Ean to come to finish me off and the moment I saw Ean, I would want to die from not being able to have his penis stretch apart my vagina.

I reluctantly got naked that night and pulled myself under the covers with Ean’s naked body. I had to be the responsible one with my body. It was all on me to prevent vaginal penetration and I was snuggling my pelvis right there next to his flaring, pulsing reproductive organ. It was all my responsibility. I couldn’t allow myself to just accidently shift it in there. Ean fell asleep before me.

Two weeks with no sex after learning how so incredible it felt. Ean was right there. I wasn’t being denied, I was holding my own self back and it was killing me. It was the very last night with him and I was falling asleep in my newly forming tears because I couldn’t let myself do anything with him.

I sniffed my nose but just let those few tears roll down my face onto Ean’s chest. Soon enough, I fell asleep in near manic depression.

I woke up to Ean gripping me hard and staring into my face. My dilated pupils took in enough light to see his face clearly through the dark.

“Are you alright,” he whispered consolingly.

“Yeah,” I replied. My heart was pounding in my chest. Who would have guessed that I would have fallen into a dream depicting the very solution I had been suppressing all day long. “Ean,” I continued in a hard voice almost unable to form the words, “rape me.”

“What?” he said clearly not bothering to whisper.

“I don’t want to have sex, but I want it so bad. The only way to do it without making me feel completely miserable is if you rape me against my will.”

“I can’t, not unless I wear a condom.”

“No. Pull out and cum on my stomach or something. Surprise me. I don’t care anymore. I want it so bad. You said that one night that you wanted to make me pregnant; make a baby with me, in me. Take a chance. Rape your little sister. Please, for me.”

His gripping hands on me were shaking.

“Umm, we-we need a safe word or something.”

“A what?” I asked.

“If you want me to stop.” Taking in what he just said, I realized how real a rape I could actually get. I could yell anything and he would still rape me unless I really wanted him to stop and said that safe word thing.

“Elephant, h-how about that.”

“Why ele-” I began before not caring anymore. “Ok, but I’m never going to say it.”

Ean was almost ecstatic with my idea. His radiating emotions were quickly adding onto mine in me. My whole body began to shiver. He would never make me say elephant.

Without hesitation, he had flung the covers over us completely off his bed and dropped his lips to mine where he hyper aggressively lodged his tongue into my mouth. I couldn’t believe how sex starved he was. What had I done to him?

His hands quickly traveled down my body to my upper legs where they began spreading me open. Breaking his lips from mine, he sucked dots down my chin, neck, and chest. Moving over my tummy, I began to get scared on where he was going.

Further and further down his mouth moved until I felt it just on the beginning of my mound.

“No, not there,” I cried out.

He moved one more dot down and pulled his mouth completely off just before I felt the entire length of his tongue lick from the bottom to the top of my slit. I swear the temperature in the room jumped twenty degrees at that lick.

“Nooo,” my voice shook pathetically. “Stop.”

His entire mouth enveloped my bulge and his tongue went wild.

“Elephant, Elephant, Elephant!” I cried. That was where I peed from.

Ean didn’t stop. What was the point of that safe word if he was really actually going to sexually molest me against my will.

My mouth popped all the way open and I couldn’t not shout as I felt a massive, warm, soaking muscle press into my body. His tongue was inside me. I felt it moving up and down. He was licking my insides; inside my vagina.

“Elllll-lla-phant,” I sobbed in one last effort. He kept licking and pushing his head more forcefully into my soft bulge.

My shouts toned down into loud airy moans with each breath. He sucked and poked his tongue in further. He wasn’t stopping. That had to mean he was enjoying it. My brother actually liked licking the juices out of my vagina. And beyond anything I had ever imagined in my life, I loved every nanosecond his tongue was in there.

His fingers were soon down by his mouth and I couldn’t believe that I was actually feeling him pull my vagina open with them. He was tugging my tiny lips apart and I could feel his mouth go inside them. The soaking, hot, solid muscle poking from his most amazing lips was fighting my scared, throbbing internal tunnel to reach in as far as it could. Inches inside me, I could feel him licking my softest, most moist, fleshy girl tissues.

He rolled that thick spoon of his in circles inside me gathering all the lubrication I secreted in the pure state of rapturous lust I was going through.

Apparently having fought as deeply in as he could, he removed one set of clamping fingers, letting that lip squish onto his cheek, and realigned the tips to my clitoris. With one squeeze, I was writhing in orgasm.

All the wetness that used to run down my butt was now gone. Going directly to the source, Ean was drinking me from the spitting walls of my vaginal tubing. His tongue and lips were being beaten and massaged by my fourteen year old muscles. Straight from my girl organ and down his throat, my orgasm water flowed.

My breasts were jumping into the air every two seconds from the tidal waves washing over my body, radiating from below my womb. The voiceless moans coming with every breath I made were sporadic and broken. My legs shifted left and right, up and down, completely unable to hold still. The toes and fingers on my feet and hands couldn’t curl in any further.

Pulling his head back as the pure ecstasy of my high had just ended, Ean quickly traveled up me where he pressed his closed jaw to mine. With a gentle tug from one of his hands on my chin to open my mouth, his lips followed releasing a splash of liquid into me.

Immediately I spit it back up all over both of us.

“Ewe, I don’t make you eat your stuff,” I said harshly.

I instantly wished I had just swallowed it as in spitting, I successfully coated my entire mouth in my pubic waters. Not to mention half my face and Ean’s oh so kissable lips.

“Good little girl’s shouldn’t talk when their being raped,” he said eerily erotic as I felt his pulsing man organ push into my body.

I didn’t know why I did it but without even an urge, I sucked the saliva from my tongue and spit into his face. His slow stroke into me immediately turned into a stab just as his open mouth forced its way onto my lips. With that tugging hand of his, I opened up for him to spit back directly into my throat.

My tongue instantly pressed it to the roof of my mouth to taste it and properly funnel it down my esophagus.

My vagina was sore and Ean was especially forceful in not just his thrusts into me but in every way he touched me. I wanted to squeeze him in my arms so tightly until he stopped but I wasn’t supposed to be having sex with him. I wasn’t in control. I was being raped by my big brother. The more uncomfortable I was, the hotter I became.

Moving my hands off his mattress, I grabbed his chest and pushed as hard as my weak muscles could. The truly scary realization of just how little effect I actually had on him washed over me. With all my strength, he didn’t budge and inch. He wasn’t taking me into consideration whatsoever like he did before. And feeling how pathetic I really was just then taught me how much he normally did take me into account. I was truly nothing to his strength and power. And my goodness was being raped by him the greatest feeling in the entire planet.

“Stop it,” I cried through what little opening I struggled free between our mouths. “Stop, I’m not allowed to have sex.”

Ean slammed hard into my body.

“Shut up. I’m going to shoot my sperm directly into your cervix to pool in your womb for days to come.” Another powerful slam directly into my sore mound. “You’re going to have your own brother’s baby grow inside of you. You can show it off every day as you walk around pregnant at school. A mere freshman girl from a college guy.”

Another deep thrust. Faster and faster. His hands grabbed and squeezed my little breasts hard as his mouth moved up over my face.

“I’m going to cum in you soon right here,” he said. “And then when I can, I’ll cum in you again, and again, and again. As many times as I can until two o’clock when mom comes home. You’ll have tears in your eyes from all the pain and your panties will be leaking with a dozen cums inside you.”

“Stop it,” I cried. I was loving every second of it. I wished so much he actually did everything he said. “Stop raping me. Please, I’ll do anything for you.” I was getting so sore as he bounced so fast and hard in between my legs. “Please, get off me.” My weak arms were nothing to his firm chest. The very real tears of the real pain he was actually causing me was making the situation unbearably erotic.

“I’m,” he thrust once deep and hard. “Going,” another violent rip into me. “To,” so amazingly painful and pleasurable. “Make,” his slowed banging jabs into me meant only one thing. “You,” he was passed cumming and holding it back as long as possible for this one last word. “Pregnant,” he pounded one last time before I felt a line of warmness run up my pelvis with an exploding splash onto my cervix.

Completely lost in the feeling, I spurted out my biggest suppressed fear just as my vision went blind in a white sting.

“You already made me pregnant last time,” I cried sniffing the mucus back up my nose. From all the pain, there was still soo much pleasure.

“Get off of her now!” I heard mom screaming just as I realized that the blinding white light wasn’t in my head, but actually real.

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e.l. hanes



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