This story was inspired and greatly shaped by a really nice guy called GourmetKnight, whom I met in chat. His help has been invaluable, as I will freely admit I didn't really know who Kristen Stewart is, so without his help, it wouldn't have been anywhere near as detailed as it is. I wrote this story for him, and I hope that he enjoys reading the final version as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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Kristen kissed her girlfriend Dylan hard on the mouth as Dylan drove the strap-on in and out of Kristen's body.
"Does that feel good baby?" Dylan said as she moved her hips back and forward.
"Oh yes it feels amazing," Kristen moaned and bit her tongue before she added, "but it's not like the real thing."
Kristen Stewart and Dylan Meyer had lived together for a couple of years and recently got engaged, much to the delight of Hollywood. Sex was great between them, and Dylan was a skilled and enthusiastic lover, but Kristen had a secret that she had never told anyone. Every so often she craved a hard cock. Not a plastic substitute but the real thing, a cock attached to a man who would use her for his pleasure first.
The reason she had never told anyone is that her love of real cock all started with her older brother Cameron, the first man ever to fuck her.
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"Hey sis so which of those boys do you fancy then?"
Cameron looked at the embarrassment on his sister's face and laughed inside. He pretty much knew she was bisexual as he had spotted her checking out some of the girls at the campsite where they were staying with their parents.
"Piss off Cameron, it is none of your business who I fancy."
Cameron went quiet and looked at the water from their concealed hiding spot in the rocks. They had been coming here for years and found this spot by accident. Virtually inaccessible and concealed from view they would hide away and talk and of course, sunbathe. As she undressed he studied her body and could see that now she was 18 she was developing an attractive figure although she still had the tomboy looks.
She had on a tight white tank top with grey coloured Nulu Bra that really showed off her perky breasts, which she had paired with denim shorts and tall cowboy boots, maintaining that teen personality. Under the shorts, she was wearing black hipster panties. Her hair, a natural brunette, wasn't dyed and fell in loose waves just to her shoulders. She left it down and carefree. On her left wrist, she wore a triple-wrapped leather bracelet, and her fingernails were painted black, adding a bit of a gothic touch to her looks.
Neither of them had been that concerned about their bodies and were both naked, one of the reasons they enjoyed the seclusion. Because of Kristen's increasing fame, it seemed likely that this would be the last family holiday they would get to enjoy with each other.
Kristen looked at her brother who was five years older, and observed he was starting to develop a fine physique. She covertly checked out his cock which she noticed was starting to grow and twitch and it dawned on her that perhaps he was getting excited about her.
That thought both repulsed but excited her at the same time. She wasn't really interested in boys but there was something about her brother that she found magnetically attractive.
"Are you a virgin?"
Cameron looked at his sister and raised an eyebrow.
"Nope, are you?"
The silence told Cameron the answer, but he knew his sister well enough to know that she had to control the narrative.
"It doesn't matter to you whether I am or not."
As Kristen spoke, she considered the offers she had received and turned down. It wasn't that the men were unattractive or that she didn't want to, it was more that she didn't like the idea of getting a reputation. She was in the middle of filming a production called Twilight which was due for release at the end of the year and people were saying it was going to be mega. Word would soon spread if she was considered easy which could damage her career. For that reason alone, she had avoided any scandal and tried to stay out of the limelight, which included potentially having some pissed-off boyfriend running to the tabloids about how he fucked Kristen Stewart.
She surreptitiously eyed her brother's cock which wasn't bad in size. She had seen bigger and had certainly seen smaller, but the main attraction was he would have to keep his mouth shut.
"Perhaps you should be my first...assuming you can keep your mouth shut."
Cameron said nothing but fished in the pocket of his jeans that were discarded over a nearby rock. When he extracted a condom triumphantly Kirsten laughed,
"No need I am on the pill."
As Cameron moved towards her with his cock starting to stiffen, she said abruptly,
"No kissing, that would be gross."
Cameron had to stifle a laugh. His sister was about to give up her virginity to him yet was repulsed at the idea of kissing him. He resolved internally that he would make the little bitch cum so hard on his cock.
"Hold it," he said brusquely and then moaned as he felt his sister's hand clench around his member. By the skilful method was she started to manipulate him, he knew that although she was 18 this wasn't the first cock she had handled. When she bent her head and started to suck his swelling cock he leant back and let out a long sigh of contentment. He would have quite happily shot his load into her talented mouth but knew her well enough to know she would go berserk.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" Cameron said, stressing the word 'fuck'.
Taking his cock from her mouth Cameron could see her eyes blazing with lust as she groaned, "Yesssss."
Grabbing one of her slender ankles on each hand he lifted her legs high and wide apart. Balancing on his toes he moved his hips until his cock head was at her entrance.
Kristen bent herself so she could grasp his cock tightly and half pulled him into herself moaning under her breath, "Fuck my slutty cunt hard."
Cameron had been with a few women over the past few years and knew there were two types. One liked it soft and gentle, a slow luxurious fuck, while the other wanted it hard and fast, a deep dirty fuck. His sister was definitely in the latter group. He thrust hard with his hips, pushing his cock through her hand and into her willing wetness. He ignored her yelp of pain and started to fuck her in short sharp strokes making her small breasts wobble.
"Yes...yes...YES," Kristen screamed as she felt her brother slam into her body. Rational thought vanished as she clawed at his back urging him to greater heights.
"Fuck me you bastard, use your sister's cunt like you know you want to."
If Cameron was surprised at his sister's words he didn't show it, instead he pushed her legs forward until she was bent double, her knees next to her ears. From that position he powered into her until she screamed in orgasm, thrashing under him. The way her pussy spasmed on his cock meant that Cameron was unable to hold back, and with loud grunts pistoned his cum into her.
They both lay in silence for a while until Cameron's cock shrivelled enough to slide out of Kristen's pussy. Cameron remained quiet until his sister broke it,
"Fuck that was good. Bigger and better than Mum's dildo for sure." Then a few moments later turned to her brother, "You breathe a word to anyone I will tell Dad you raped me," Cameron raised an eyebrow and went to protest but Kristen cut him off with, "But if you play it cool you can fuck me as often as I want."
*****
At first, Cameron found his sister's sexual liberation exciting as she seemed to want sex all the time. As soon as their parents left to go shopping for groceries in the local town she would walk into his room with the curt demand, "Fuck me." Towards the end of the summer, she marched into his room and pulled the curtains back flooding the room with light.
She sported a super relaxed, effortless look with a pair of loose, black cotton trousers that gave a major pyjama look. They had wide, floppy legs that dragged on the floor as she walked barefoot. Her pale, delicate feet, with no nail polish, stood out against the dark fabric of the pants, making them look even softer and more fragile. She also had on a matching black thong. On top, she wore a white Chanel t-shirt with extra-short sleeves that almost revealed her underarms whenever she lifted her arms. The word "Chanel" was printed boldly across her chest in black, giving the outfit a designer touch. Underneath, she wore a wire-free t-shirt bra that gave just the right amount of support to her naturally perky C-sized chest, adding to her comfortable yet stylish look.
Her hair was thrown up in a messy bun, no fuss, yet somehow it still looked chic and fresh, giving her an effortless, carefree image. She wasn't wearing any makeup giving her face a fresh, natural glow that made her look vibrant and confident. Around her neck, she wore her signature silver lock necklace, along with a delicate chain that added just the right amount of sparkle to her otherwise casual outfit. She pulled off the look with ease, mixing comfort with a touch of designer flair.
"What the fuck?" Cameron groaned pulling the covers over his head to block out the sudden brightness in his room.
"Have you fucked anyone in the ass before?"
From under the covers, Cameron was instantly awake as was his cock and cautiously sticking his head above the sheet he looked at his sister, "You want me to fuck you in the ass?"
"I asked if you had done it," Kristen said.