She Wants It Bad
Claire
:
Shortly after my brother left I looked around for cleaning supplies. I didn't even know the last time I had done any kind of chore. My mom or brother always handled that stuff. As soon as I made to move into the kitchen I was reminded that there was a vibrator in my pussy. At first I was able to ignore it, but I knew it would only get more difficult to stop myself from cumming as time went on.
I found some surface cleaner and a sponge under the sink, as I went to crouch down to grab them, my shorts pushed the vibrator further into my pussy. I gasped and shuttered at the sudden spike of pleasure. I wanted to touch myself so badly, but big brother said he would know if I did. I don't know why I believed him, but it just felt like what he said was the absolute truth.
I got started on cleaning all of the counters and appliances around the kitchen. For a time, it was a good distraction from the hot waves of pleasure radiating from my cunt. Whenever I would bend over or walk too fast I was immediately reminded that it was still in me. I often had to take brakes just to wipe off the nectar dripping down my thighs. After maybe an hour I thought the kitchen looked good so I began my search for a mop to clean the floors. I looked over at the clock and it was only a little past noon; mom wouldn't be home for another 3 or 4 hours, and I had no clue how long big brother would be gone.
It took me a while to find the mop, but I finally found it in the laundry room. It sat in the corner behind the washer. As I went to grab it, I was hit by this amazing smell. The odor was so strong and heavy. I looked down realizing the smell was coming from the washer, where only one article of clothing was within. I picked up my brother's shorts; hands shaking, I don't know why I felt like I needed to do this, but I needed to know if these were the source of that smell. Hesitantly I brought his shorts up to my nose and gave them a small sniff. I almost creamed my panties right there. It was the musty smell of my brother's sweat, and most importantly his
CUM
. I couldn't resist. I stuck my nose right into the crotch of his shorts and started to breath in the heavenly aroma. Never once had I thought of semen as being 'delicious', or 'arousing', but this was triggering the memories of the fantasy that I masturbated to last night. My breathing grew hot and heavy. I was struggling to not rub my clit into oblivion.
Maybe if I got rid of the cum, I wouldn't be tempted to keep breathing it in.
The logic seemed sound to me, but how could I get rid of it without putting it down. My tongue came out and lightly touched the cum stain. Lightning traveled from the tip of my tongue down to my pussy. I became wetter than the Amazon rainforest. Any apprehension I had before disappeared.
I stuffed his shorts into my mouth and began to suck and slobber all over them. I became completely lost in my euphoria. My big brother's cum was sooo yummy. As the flavor began to fade, my rational mind slowly came back. I took the tongue-bathed shorts out of my mouth and threw them back in to the washer. I stood there looking at them, so ashamed of what I just did, but simultaneously so turned on by it. The shame was alluring. I was beginning to realize that self-degradation was a huge factor in turning me on. So much so that I began to lose the ability to think with my brain, and think with my throbbing sex instead. Just the act of referring to myself as a whore, cunt, slut, tramp, or incestuous lover in my head made me go mad with need. I let out a light moan, only to realize I was grinding my crotch against the mop stick, I didn't even realize that I had grabbed it.
Snapping myself from my reverie, I made to go back to my chores; hoping I wouldn't cum before big brother came home.
Zach:
After picking up a few essential items from the sex store, I was pulling in to the driveway of my house. It was around 2pm so I had maybe an hour or two before mom got home.
Opening the door, I was pleasantly surprised by the floral scented cleaning products Claire used to clean. Every surface in the living room having been properly dusted and vacuumed, I was impressed with her effort. Taking off my shoes by the front door I made my way towards the kitchen. Turning the corner, I took in the cleanliness of the kitchen. I was very happy with the job Claire did, but I had to be careful not to give her too much praise. "I wouldn't want her ego getting too big." I chuckled to myself.
The next thing I noticed was my sister leaning against the dining room table, not sitting down. Her legs were shaking, she was breathing heavy with her face flushed red. When her eyes finally met mine I could see the raw sexual lust in her eyes. She stood up straight and walked over to me on shaky legs. As soon as she was in front of me, she sank to her knees and looked up at me.
"I need to cum..." Claire mumbled with hot breath.
"Hmm... do you think you deserve it?" I asked with desire on my breath.
"y-yes, please I need it so bad!" Claire shuddered in response. Her eyes were frantic with need. I knew what I had to do now for her reward.
"Well, since you did such a good job with the cleaning and not orgasming, I guess it is time for your reward." I snickered. Claire's face lit up with such joy, I couldn't wait to give her the reward she deserved. "Alright now," I instructed, unzipping my pants, "here is your reward, and you only get to cum when I cum. Is the understood my little sister slut?"
The joy she had didn't so much as drop, but change, she was conflicted, but she was losing the ability to fight her need for sexual release. Her expressions shifted from disgust to anxiety then lust. She finally came to acceptance. She went to grab my flaccid cock. "No hands." I barked, giving her a cold glare. She put her hands behind her back, slowly leaning forward. She stuck her tongue out, and before she came in contact with my rod, she hesitated. She looked up into my eyes, I don't think I had ever seen such a fuckable mouth, it was as though she were begging for my cum to explode into her mouth. I gave her a slight nod, and she shuddered, releasing a whimpering moan as she licked the tip of my cock.
