Brooe's Game 07

Thank you to Oldbroad76 for editing.

Authors Note

Okay, so I said that the last "Brooke's Game" was the last one. And it kind of was, but I felt like the story wasn't quiet finished. As someone said in the comments, the original story is George's story.

Originally the last chapter was going to be from Charlotte's POV, but I couldn't get it to work. So I scrapped that and ended it with how the last chapter finished. But I wasn't satisfied. There was one more story to tell... Charlotte's.

So, this chapter, kind of a mix of a spin off and an epilogue to the main story, is based on Charlotte. It's from her 1

st

person POV and will be a mix of "Flashbacks" to "present day". I wanted a satisfying ending for her as she kind of got overlooked due to the main story being George's story.

I've tried to get that fine line of sex and emotion, so I hope you all like it! There will be a little bit at the end of my thoughts of the series and the characters in case you wanted to have a read.

Warning: This story involves incest, lesbian scenes, gang bangs, anal and heavy humiliation / degrading.

Flashback 1

"Ooooh George, fuck me with that big fucking cock!!" Brooke's voice shouted out.

I was in the other room, but even the walls and doors between us couldn't stop the pleasured screams coming from my sister as my fiancé... ex fiancé fucked her.

My mind was still racing. I couldn't believe she actually did it. My own sister had not only stolen my fiancé, but she had ruined my career. I could still taste George's cum and my own sister's pussy on my mouth.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Oooh, fuck this pregnant slut!" Brooke screamed.

And she was pregnant; that was hard to hear.

It was only an hour or so ago when Brooke sent my bosses those videos of me. I knew that as soon as I next go into work, then my career and my promotion would be over. All of those worries couldn't drown out the sound of my sister taking my man.

Why did it have to turn me on? Why did watching George have sex with my little sister make me so horny? I was angry... but I was nearly just as bad. Sure, I didn't fuck George's family, but I cheated, even if Brooke was the one to make it happen.

I had been well and truly played by my 18 year old sister and now... well, I could only imagine what that little psychopath had in store for me.

The walls were shaking with how hard George was fucking Brooke. I couldn't stop myself from imagining it, thinking about how my ex fiancé's big, hard cock was fucking my younger sister.

Oh god, and I had committed incest!! I made my own sister cum using my tongue! And what's worse is that I loved it! At this moment in my life, my head was well and truly fucked!

"Yes! Fucking cum inside my cunt!!" Brooke screamed.

Finally, the sound of sex died down, and I managed to get to sleep in our guest room, which was now my room.

My sleep wasn't great, and I was woken up to another loud sex session in the other room.

"Fuck my cunt! Yes! Fuck me you big-dicked bastard!!" Brooke shouted.

"Fucking hell, you're so fucking tight!" George moaned back.

My pussy twitched when I heard him moaning while fucking my sister, and then again when I heard him cumming.

I laid there completely naked and horny as fuck when the bedroom door opened and Brooke stood in the gap, completely naked and a smile on her face.

Fuck, why did she have to have such an amazing body.

"Morning cuck." Brooke said.

I sat up, terrified of this young woman who had ruined my life. She took a few steps into the bedroom as I stared at her, and her big, beautiful tits bounced with every step.

How could I expect George not to have sex with her? I practically made this happen by inviting her to live with us!

Brooke's smooth face was a little flushed and had some sweat on it.

"Time to start your morning routine, sis." Brooke said with a grin.

"What... what do you want?" I asked, my will completely broken.

When Brooke knelt onto the bed, my heart bellowed in my chest, and she grew closer.

"Well," Brooke said as the fingers on her right hand grazed against my smooth, thin calf. Every hair on body went stiff as I gasped, "to start with, you're going to clean my boyfriend's cum from my cunt."

I gasped again... and then my pussy gushed.

"Then you're gonna make me cum, again." Brooke told me.

As completely fucked up as this situation was, it felt worthless to try and argue.

Suddenly Brooke lunged onto me like a tiger. Her beautiful, smooth, curvy body was on top of me. Her big, heavy tits pressed against my smaller ones, and her eyes stared into me like prey.

I felt her blonde hair tickle my chest as she breathed a little heavier.

Her small, firm hands began to roam against my naked body. I didn't mean to, but my legs spread around her.

"Did you enjoy listening to George fuck me?" Brooke whispered, her hands holding onto my waist and moving down.

"I... I... I..." I stuttered.

I was staring into my younger sister's eyes, the woman who had taken my life, and all I felt was... weak.

Brooke's hand moved lower between my legs, and two fingers pressed inside of my soaked pussy.

"Ooohh." I moaned as my younger sister slowly fingered me.

"Hmmm, seems like you did," She laughed. "Getting off hearing your ex fiancé fuck your pregnant sister... even when I'm fully pregnant, he'll still want me more than you."

Brooke's palm was pressed against my throbbing clit as she pushed and pulled two fingers in and out of my soaked hole.

"You're nothing but our little cuck now," Brooke whispered to me. "The great Charlotte, finally put where you belong, you fucking bitch."

Why does she hate me so much?

I thought, but all I could do was pant as she fingered me.

"You're never going to have sex with him again," Brooke kept taunting me. "He's mine now. He's always wanted me more... he loves me more than he ever loved you... but how could he love such a cold, pathetic woman... I'm everything he needs."

Her words cut me deep, but for some sick reason they turned me on more.

"Pllleeeeaassee." I moaned out, my pussy clutching around her fingers.

"You're such a fucking loser!" Brooke laughed and pulled her finger from my hole.

She pressed her hot body against mine, and all I could do was moan.

"Please... please Brooke," I pathetically whispered. "You've taken everything from me... please make me cum mmfff!"

My begging was muffled by Brooke pushing her two fingers that were in my pussy suddenly into my mouth. My senses were filled with my own nectar as she pushed and pulled them from my lips.

As I stared into her vicious eyes, I locked my lips around her fingers and began to suck on them. I was ready to do anything to make her happy, and I knew exactly what her anger could bring.

When she pulled her fingers from my mouth, I was shocked to feel them replaced with her tongue.

I found myself closing my eyes and kissing my sister back. My warm, wet tongue ran against hers.

Oooh god, even her tongue feels perfect.

I couldn't control myself. My legs wrapped around her, and I grabbed onto Brooke's back, pulling her deeper into making out with me.

Brooke put her hands between our bodies and gripped onto my tits, which only made me moan louder into her mouth.

Our lips stayed locked as she sat up and then... SLAP!! Brooke's palm came crashing down onto my bare pussy.

"Oooh fuuckk!" I shouted out in both pain and pleasure. "Why?!"

I honestly didn't know if I was asking why she slapped me or why she had taken everything from me, but Brooke didn't care.

In a heartbeat she was climbing up my body until her thick, firm thighs were pressed against my ears.

"Now bitch," Brooke grunted, "eat my cum-filled cunt!"

Once again I was face to face with my sister's pussy filled with my ex fiancé's cum. She lowered it down until her wet, smooth pussy lips touched my mouth. My tongue extended, and an overwhelming taste of hers and George's cum filled my senses.

I could see Brooke smiling down at me past her big, heavy tits as my tongue ran up and down her wet slit. George's cum was leaking out of her and onto my tongue as I licked.

"Good slut," Brooke whispered. "Get used to this. From now on you're my personal sex slave."

"Mmm." I moaned, hating how her words turned me on and made me lick her more.

My head was moving up and down while I massaged her wet lips with my tongue. Brooke was staying perfectly still while I pleasured her freshly fucked hole.

"This will be the only way you taste George's cum," Brooke moaned. "Who knows, I may let other men fuck your holes... I don't care if you want it or not."

The idea disgusted me. I loved George. Maybe part of me thought we would still work out past all of this. The idea of having other men fuck me made me angry... but I was too broken to do anything about it.

SLAP!

"Mmmmm!!" I screamed into Brooke's cunt as she slapped my pussy again.

"That's it, bitch," Brooke shouted. "Never forget who owns you! Who beat you! Who got knocked up by your fiancé!"

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

"Ahhh fuuck!" I shouted between her legs again as she rained down on my pussy.

She pressed her pussy down hard onto me and began to grind against my face. Her juices and George's cum spread across my face as she kept slapping my poor pussy.

"That's it! That's it you, fucking incest whore!!" Brooke moaned as she rode my face. "Make me cum! Make your own sister cum, you sick fuck!!"

Brooke slapped and fingered my pussy, only forcing more moans into her cunt.

"OOOH FUUUCCKK I'M CUMMING, YOU FUCKING WHORE!!" Brooke screamed as her body tensed and then twitched around my head.

I licked and licked. There was nothing else for me to do but give my own sister an orgasm while she used my tongue like a cock.

When she finished, she immediately got off my face.

"Thanks, cuck," Brooke laughed. "Oh, and don't even think about cumming."

She walked out without another word while I laid there panting and horny as fuck! For a split second I thought about making myself cum, but then the fear of retribution stopped me. I was broken. Brooke had defeated me.

Present Day 1

"And this, is your new office." Jamie told me with a giant smile on his face.

The office was huge! Much bigger than my last one! In three years I had gone from the new hire at this company to one of the higher managers. Next stop, Director.

Three years, that's what Brooke took from me. I was getting close to the position I was at before she took everything from me.

"This will do." I said with a smile.

I was wearing a black pencil skirt and white blouse, and I looked around my new office, very happy with it.

When I turned my head I could see Jamie checking out my ass, and I blushed while he turned away. Jamie was not my sort of guy, but it felt good to feel sexy again. It had been a long time since I felt any form of self-worth.

"I'll, erm, leave you to it." Jamie said, clearly embarrassed by checking me out and then left.

I sat down at my new desk, smiling. It had been a hard few years. I never thought I would recover after what Brooke did, but I had made a new life for myself.

--

That night a group of the work lot went out for drinks to celebrate my promotion. We were sat in a booth in a busy bar when Karen walked over with a tray full of drinks. Every one took a drink as the Managing Director, Oliver, rose his to the air.

"Here is a big congratulations to Charlotte," He said. "She had been a star since joining us, and I think it's safe to say that we appreciate everything she does."

Everyone cheered and agreed while I blushed and smiled as I took a sip of my wine.

"Oh, my friends here!" Karen shouted and stood up to wave. "Rae!"

I looked over and saw a thin woman with long red hair turn to look at our table. She had pale skin, a beautiful, thin figure, and a very pretty face. She walked over to us with a giant smile on her face.

"I hope you guys don't mind me inviting her?" Karen asked.

Everyone said it was fine, mainly the men, who were undressing Rae with their eyes.

"So, what are we celebrating?" Rae asked.

"This one's promotion," Karen said and nudged me. "Proof that hard work pays off."

I wasn't going to deny it. When I was with George most of my life revolved around work, which left me feeling guilty for neglecting him. Now that I was single, I could pour my heart and soul into work without any guilt, which was why I was raised to my position so quickly.

"Well, here's to you..." Rae said and smiled at me.

That smile, those eyes, I felt like I was melting away.

"Erm, Charlotte." I told her.

"Here's to Charlotte." Rae said and clicked an empty glass with mine.

Flashback 2

"Right, slag," Brooke said as the door to my bedroom opened, "you can come out now."

Is she serious?

I thought.

Since taking George and ruining my life, I had been locked in the guest room for weeks, only allowed out to use the bathroom or go to work. I hadn't seen George once, although I heard them having sex every morning and night, usually followed by me cleaning my sister's pussy.

I went to grab a pair of shorts when Brooke clicked her fingers.

"No, fucking idiot," Brooke said. "Put on some jogging bottoms and a hoodie. Don't want my boyfriend looking at you."

I didn't fight her; I just did as she said. I put on a green pair of baggy bottoms and a hoodie and followed Brooke outside.

We went into the living room where George was watching TV. When he saw me, his eyes... they looked guilty.

The man I loved, the man I thought I would spend my life with... now I was just an incest, lesbian sex pet who lived in the same house.

Brooke pushed me onto a sofa before climbing next to George and cuddling into him. Of everything I had seen, heard and done, this hurt the most. Seeing my baby sister cuddling the man I was supposed to be with.

George looked stiff, uncomfortable.

"What do you want to do this weekend, babe?" Brooke asked George.

He was refusing to look at me now.

"Erm, I don't mind." He replied.

"Why don't we stay out Saturday?" Brooke said, although it was more of a demand which George agreed to.

He was as weak with her as I was.

After an hour of me sitting there in silence, Brooke got up to go to the bathroom, leaving me alone with George for the first time since before I went on my work trip where I was forced to cheat on him.

For a few minutes he was staring at the TV, obviously fighting trying to look at me.

I wanted to speak, but no words would come out, and then.

"Charlotte." His voice whispered.

I look at George, but it wasn't necessarily sadness in his eyes, more like guilt.

"I'm sorry." He told me.

I opened my mouth to speak when the door opened.

"Don't fucking apologise to her!" Brooke shouted as she stormed in, and my heart beat faster. "She cheated on you! And you have me now! You have nothing to apologise for!"

George looked away from me again as Brooke sat down next to him.

"In fact, cuck slut!" Brooke shouted. "Come get that bitch face between my legs."

When I looked up, she was pulling her shorts down to her ankles. I looked at George who was as shocked as I was. I wanted to say no, but why bother?

So I stood up...

"No, crawl!" Brooke shot out.

Humiliation filled my being as I lowered to my hands and knees. I couldn't bear looking up at either of them as I crawled across my own living room, heading to eat my sister's pussy.

I got between Brooke's beautiful legs and looked at her pussy. It was so smooth, so perfect in every way. She was a beautiful person.

My head moved forward, my tongue extended, and I pressed it against her soft lips.

"Good slag." Brooke whispered.

I kept my eyes closed as I dragged my tongue up and down her lips. By now I had learnt how my sister liked having her pussy eaten.

My lips sucked onto one of her, then massaged it with my tongue. When my tongue ran up her slit, Brooke's lips would drag along with it. Then I would flick my tongue against Brooke's clit.

It was only a few months ago that having sex with a woman never came to my mind, never mind my own sister.

After a few minutes of gentle licking, I could feel Brooke's pussy leaking onto my tongue.

Then I felt her move, and her arm began to lift up and down. I finally forced myself to look up from between her legs and saw my sister stroking my ex fiancé's cock.

"That's it, babe," Brooke whispered. "Enjoy watching your slag ex eat your girlfriend's pussy."

I knew that George was shocked by what was going on, but to be fair, he was watching a real-life lesbian act in person, so I couldn't blame him for staring.

"Ooh fuck, that's it, bitch. Eat my cunt." Brooke moaned. She truly did love to humiliate me.

And as much as I tried to fight it, some dark part of me enjoyed having my younger sister dominate and degrade me.

This made me lick her passionately, and my fingers dug into the flesh of her thighs, all while Brooke wanked George's cock.

"Fuck yes! Right there, you fucking dyke!" Brooke moaned. "Make me cum! That's all you're worth!"

"Mmmm!" I moaned as I kept licking, now desperate to make this dominant woman cum.

I licked and licked as if my mind depended on it. George was moaning next to us as Brooke's legs tensed around me.

"Fuuuuck yes, you whore!!" Brooke moaned as my mouth was filled with my sister's juices as she came.

My wet tongue ran from the bottom of her slit to the top as I kept licking her throughout her orgasm.

"Uurggghh!" George moaned next to us, and I knew he was cumming at the same time.

My own pussy was burning between my legs, having not cum since I was first tied up on my old bed and Brooke sent out that email.

One of Brooke's hands grabbed my hair and pulled me back from her pussy. I was panting, my lips wet as I looked at her. Then her other hand was held in front of my face. I smelt it first, and then I saw her hand was soaked in George's cum.

"Clean it." Brooke ordered.

Shame and humiliation engulfed my body, and pathetically I leaned forward and began to lick my sister's hand which was covered in cum.

"There's a good pet." Brooke said with a laugh.

I licked up and down like a dog, tasting George's cum and swallowing it down until her hand was clean.

"Right then, back to your room." Brooke ordered.

I didn't say anything. With my eyes fixed to the ground, I went back to bed where I stayed, only to get distracted a few hours later from the sounds of Brooke moaning as they had sex downstairs.

Present Day 2

I was in my new house. Karen and her friend Rae were both there, and we were all sharing a bottle of wine. Rae and I had become fairly good friends by this stage, and most weekends that I wasn't working I would hang out with them both.

"So come on, Charlotte," Rae asked. "You must have some wild sex stories?"

"Rae!" Karen shouted in shock, maybe partly due to the fact that I was her boss.

My cheeks burnt red.

"What?" Rae asked. "You can't be that hot and not have some great stories."

Karen was laughing so hard she was almost crying, but I only felt uncomfortable. I would never be able to tell the whole truth about my sex life with anyone ever again. The fact that I was a sex pet for my younger sister, that I spent months as her toy, about how my ex fiancé fucked her and got her pregnant.

"Oh babe," Rae's soft voice said when she realised how uncomfortable I had gotten, "I didn't mean to make it awkward. You don't have to tell us."

"Yes Rae," Karen said, "Not everyone is a slut like you."