Torn and Exposed

"Ricky! Ricky, get in here!" Screamed Dani, my annoying younger sister.

That banshee was wailing at me from down the hall in the lounge. Mum and Dad had gone to the city for the weekend, and I was stuck at home with Dani and her annoying friend Alexis.

"Ricky, come here! We want to order the pizza!" Dani screeched.

I was lying on my bed, doom scrolling social media to avoid being out there with those two talking garbage. I rolled over and got to my feet and trod down the hallway. The two of them were sat out on the lounge, sprawled out with the TV blaring some trashy reality show. As I walked in, I could see the stupid, bitchy face Alexis was giving me, like she had the right to glare at me in my own home.

"What do you want, far out, stop yelling down the hallway," I said in irritation.

"We're hungry, we want you to order us pizza. Please, Ricky," she asked in a whiny, begging tone.

"Fine," I said, " but don't give me some annoying order. Also, I don't know if Mum and Dad left us enough money to order enough pizza for her," I said, shooting a jeering glance at Alexis.

Now, Alexis was by no means fat; the girls were in their pyjamas already, and the nights were still warm at this time of year. She had light brown hair, she was quite plain-looking yet somewhat cute, not tall, probably below average height. This made her voluptuous figure appear to make her a little chunky at times, but she was far from it. Her spaghetti string singlet top clung to her melon-size boobs, they barely hung at all. The top was short and somewhat rode up her midriff when she moved a certain way or sat in a particular position. She had on baggy, light shorts that only went halfway down her thick thighs, and they had frills around the seam. She obviously wasn't aware, but the way she had sprawled back on the lounge created a little viewing tunnel where I could just see that she had on little light blue panties.

"Fuck off, Ricky. Jesus, why is your brother such a dick!?" She spewed at me and then Dani.

"Whatever I said, just tell me what you want so I can order. Am I getting garlic bread and coke too, or what?" I said.

"Ugh, yes, obviously. We've got a little bottle of vodka, so we want the coke too mix with. Anyway, we will share a large pepperoni. Thanks, bye!" Dani ordered.

I walked back down to my room and pulled out my phone. I opened up the app and ordered the pizzas. I had a six-pack in the fridge and half a bottle of bourbon in the cupboard for later. Beer and pizza, not even those two idiots could ruin that. There was a new movie, a horror movie on Netflix, that was all the hype at the moment. So reluctantly, I had agreed to watch it with them tonight once the pizza arrived. The thought of the beer and already being up and about now made me thirsty, so I went down to the kitchen to grab one. I don't drink often, but sometimes I get the urge to have a few beers and relax with a little buzz.

As I walked down the hall, I saw my sister alone on the couch. Alexis had gone somewhere, probably to the bathroom. To my dismay, as I got to the kitchen, I saw her leaning over the bench next to the fridge. Her little shorts rode up slightly as she leant over, giving me a nice view of the crease of her ass cheeks where they met the back of her legs.

"If she wasn't so fucking annoying, I would love to pull those shorts to the side and eat her pussy from behind," I thought, while also realising that I was particularly horny today. I'd been working out a lot lately, which generally made me hornier than usual. She looked over her shoulder and then scowled at me.

"Ugh, I thought you were Dani," she spat at me.

"Pizza's on its way. Please stop trying to raid our cupboards for food. I know how hungry you get," I said mockingly.

"You're such a dickhead. I'm not even fat!" She bleated at me.

"Haha! Whatever," I replied as I grabbed a beer from the fridge. She barged me over as I went to close the fridge and grabbed one of my beers, cracked it, and started gulping it down before I could even respond. "Ugh, dumb bitch," I said as I turned and walked back down to the lounge room. I could hear her footsteps follow behind me.

The lounge room was decently large with a long L-shaped couch against the back wall and a recliner next to that. My parents bought a massive TV for the area, so it was, of course, the best place for a movie night. The couch had a few large cushions to make lying back even more comfortable, and you could really sink back into the lounge like you set them up right.

I always sat in the corner with my legs running back along the wall. My sister liked to curl up on the end of the couch against the arm with a big pillow to lean on. This left the long part of the couch pointing towards the wall as the remaining place to lay out on. It's not the best spot, and Alexis grumbled that she didn't want to sit there and instead wanted to sit next to Dani, but I got back to the couch first, and this was payback for stealing my beer. So I wouldn't budge, and Dani relented and told her she should just sit in the spot left for her.

Finally, the doorbell rang, and I wasn't about to get up to get the pizza and allow Alexis to jump in my grave and claim my spot, so I made Dani go and get it since I ordered it. I had the movie started on Netflix and paused on the opening credits while she got the pizza. Alexis lay stomach down along the couch toward the TV, her feet near my face. Her little shorts had risen up again, and the globes of her annoyingly hot, thick ass almost glowed in the dim light of the TV. The way the inner leg of her shorts sat created a thin line covering her slit but showing the bright blue cotton panties that covered her pussy as they tapered away into a g-string.

I was onto my third beer now, and I wasn't thinking as clearly as I should have been, and my mind began to wander at the sight of her. Not in any affectionate way, purely just objectively lustfully staring at a nice, thick ass and thinking about the pussy hiding behind those panties. I never looked at her this way before; maybe it was the drinking, or maybe I just needed to get some pussy. It'd been a bit of a dry spell lately.

We ate pizza, I drank more beer, and the girls had their vodka and coke. The movie was a cheap jump scare horror, so as usual, the hype for me at least left me disappointed. The girls, however, whether it was the vodka or the darkness of the room, were on edge. I kept glancing out the corner of my eye every time there was a buildup in tension or a jump scare, watching Alexis clench her ass and seeing it jiggle after the tension had passed.

I really needed to stop looking; I was getting more and more worked up. Anyway, the movie finally ended, and I'd moved on to having a bourbon and coke just to finish the night up. I could tell the girls had reached their tipsy point when they couldn't stop annoyingly giggling. My sister announced she was going to take a shower and crawl into bed. Alexis remained reluctantly on the couch with me while she waited for Dani. Dani was always a lightweight; she'd get tipsy, then get dead tired and be out cold in a matter of minutes after putting her head on the pillow.

I laid back into the corner of the couch now with a big cushion to my left, while Alexis was hugging the other down her end. I saw her get up as I was doom scrolling again on my phone. The shower stopped, and after a few minutes, Alexis got up off the couch to make her own way to the shower. "WOAH!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms in the air, acting like the earth was shaking from the weight of her standing up.

She turned to me and saw what I was doing, and perhaps in an alcohol-induced moment, frothed as she lunged forward trying to hit me with the big cushion she had been cuddled into.

"Fuck off!" she grunted as she swung with all her might.

Unfortunately for her, she misjudged the weight of the cushion, as momentum had its way, and she basically threw the cushion into the couch on my right and spun around, falling backwards. Falling backwards onto my chest. Now, as I mentioned before, I was sat in the corner of the couch now, my legs loosely spread to either side, and both cushions now cradled beside me, and as she fell back into me, I crashed back into the cushion with her. Her legs flew up into the air, and she was as was planted firmly between my legs. She was so short that I was able to hook both my legs over hers, pinning them open; meanwhile, her arms were useless as she was too low on my body, and the cushions hemmed her in against me, leaving my arms free.

"Get the fuck off me! You idiot, I'm going to have a shower!" She growled at me.

"Not until you apologise for trying to hit me," I goaded.

"No fucking way, I'm sick of you acting like I'm fat!" she said.

"Well, we both know how quickly Dani goes to sleep after a few drinks; she's out cold by now, and I can sit here like this all night," I told her.

While she considered her position, her head against my chest, looking forward intensely, I could see perfectly down her singlet top. Fuck, she had a great rack, and the milky thighs spread open between my legs began to make my cock stir. As it began to harden, I saw her head jerk up and forward.

"Are you getting fucking hard right now!?" She cried out.

"Ew, let me go, I don't want to feel your dick poking against me!"

She said that, but the singlet top she had on with no bra was giving away a little secret of hers too; I could see her nipples start to poke into the fabric.

That was it; the alcohol, the banter, the view of her ass all night on the couch, and my already pent-up horniness just took over. My hand just reached up, almost with a will of its own, or perhaps my other brain downstairs had given the instructions. In any case, I cupped her cotton-clad tit and began to squeeze and knead it in my hand.

"Ugh, get off me, you creep!" She squealed.

At this point, to me, it was just a warble noise; my cock had gotten rock hard now, and it strained against my own shorts hard into her back. Her arms and hands were useless, trapped into the cushions; she was defenseless.

"You've had a feel now, let me go!" She hissed at me, almost sounding like she hoped that would be the end of it. It wasn't.

My left hand crept under the hem of her singlet top, gliding across her bare flesh, climbing up now feeling the underside of her bare breast. I let my hand rest there for a moment, my pointer finger pushed into the underside of her hefty left breast. Then gradually I moved my hand up and over, feeling every inch of the soft, pillowy flesh below until my finger contacted her stiffening nipple. She made no gasp, no shudder came, nothing like I had expected. Instead, she squirmed in defiance and scowled at me.

"Are you done yet, you fucking creep?"

"Not even close," I said. "Dani's fast asleep by now, and you're going to pay for trying to hit me." As I finished speaking, my right hand, which was on her breast over her top, slowly began to slide down her top, feeling the seam at the end and resting the tips of my fingers slightly to the side of her mound, my pinky finger tickling the stretched-out area where her groin met the edge of her pussy.

"Get off, don't, stop, don't you dare try and touch me there." She begged.

I didn't reply; instead, I let my fingers move slightly up and down, keeping the palm of my hand resting at the top of her shorts. My pinky and ring finger were running up and down the outer lining of her little blue g-string, and my pointer and index finger teased her mound above her slit while my thumb plucked at the top of her shorts. As you can imagine, I was throbbing at this point, and her wiggling into my crotch only fuelled the fire. There she was, legs spread, hooked under mine, arms squished back into the cushions, and my arms draped over her, fondling her bare tit under her shirt and caressing the edge of her barely protected pussy.

"Stop!" I jerked my left hand up, spilling her full tits into view. "Argh!" She cried out, "No, put my tits away! What do you think is going to happen!? That I'm going to get turned on and something is going to happen! You're an asshole; there's nothing you can do to make me want you! Now let me go!"

Her tits were amazing. I feel like at that point I felt a pump of precum leak from my cock. I wanted more and I needed more. Her defiance was also working me up. I always had a fantasy of making a reluctant woman cum and cum and cum until she was either spent or so cum drunk she just wanted my dick in her mouth. She didn't know what was coming, and if only she knew what her little comment and not being able to turn her on had unleashed. I was fondling her tits harder now, massaging them and gliding the nipples between the fingers of my left hand as I moved between them.

They were definitely rock hard at this point and now I needed to know if what was going on had any effect on her down there. With that I hooked my ring and pinkie finger under the right leg of her shorts and began to run them along the bare flesh of her leg where her panties started and each time I did I pushed my ring finger further under the hem. She tried to squirm away from my hand as it began its invasion. "I wonder how wet you are." I whispered into her ear.

There wasn't a fiery response only her hips attempted to move away from my hand with more vigour. I couldn't help but give a wry smile as I knew that she didn't want me to see that she had in fact gotten wet. Almost to her surprise I slid my fingers out from the side of her panties just as I was beginning to feel the softness of her outer lips. Without warning I drew back and slid my hand completely down the front of her shorts.

As much as I had wanted to feel her bare pussy against my hand I wasn't ready for her to have it yet. I wanted to see her chest start to heave as her breathing got deeper and harder trying to hold back the welling lust. I was totally focused now on the right hand cupping her panty clad pussy. My left hand now only sporadically squeezing her left breast and pinching her nipple between the knuckle of my fingers.

She froze when she felt my palm rest upon her mound and my fingers draped down over her slit. My pointer finger, ring, and pinkie straddle her slit, pressing gently into her puffy outer lips. "Fuck, she had a nice fat pussy," I thought to myself.

My index finger lay motionless at first, resting along the length of her slit, then I began to slowly and lightly push with my fingertip towards her covered opening. I could feel her tensing up, almost like bracing herself in anticipation and resistance to what I might find, but as I gently pushed back and forth, I felt the heat build, and at the top of my finger, I felt a little nub growing against it. "Holy shit, her clit is getting hard and pressing against my finger. Fuck, this is so hot," I thought. She started wiggling again now, and she began to beg at me.

"Please, enough now, you've had your fun."

"Oh, did I turn you on, did I?" I replied.

"Fuck no, you never could, so stop it and let me go!" She said.

She had lost a lot of her energy to fight against me now, and she seemed to instead focus inward, trying to remain calm and hoping I would get bored and lose interest. That wasn't happening.

There was definitely a real dampness beginning to soak under the constant pressure of my fingertip, so now I decided to up the ante. I hooked my thumb under her panty line so she could feel my skin against the top of her mound, and I spread my outer fingers and then brought them together, pushing in the sides of her panties into the crease of her pussy, exposing her outer lips to my bare touch. I continued to press in and out with my index finger and now began running my other fingers up and down the length of her exposed lips. I refocused now onto her tits, as I missed playing with them even now; they were so good.

Continuously, my fingers danced around her pussy, and my other hand fondled and kneaded her breasts, tugging at her rock-hard nipples.

"That's it! Get the fuck off me," she spat out in a seemingly last-ditch effort to free herself.

She only succeeded in raising her ass and hips up off the couch for a second or two and slumping back down onto my throbbing cock, it was of little consequence. That's when I knew she was starting to really lose it.

This was my queue. As she slumped back down in defeat, I pushed my hand fully into her little blue panties and firmly cupped her swollen pussy. Her outer fingers again sank into her outer lips, the fabric of her panties only adding to the pressure of my fingers. The full lips had puffed up and parted in arousal, inviting the length of my index finger to rest in her inner folds. I could feel the tip of my finger sink ever so slightly into her sopping wet hole. She tensed up again, my left hand draped across her chest, grabbing at her right boob, feeling the heaving of her chest.

"Enough, okay. Clearly, I'm wet. It is what it is. You're not turning me on. I just can't help what my body does."

She was begging in hopes that acting like I'd won, I'd let her go.

I curled my index finger, smearing her wetness up along her slit to her bulging clit. As my fingertip slid up over her clit, removing the protection of its little hood, I stopped for a moment and rested the pad of my finger on her little exposed nub. I felt a little shiver slip from her body. My cock throbbed again. Surely I'd made my own little wet patch by now. This was so insanely hot.

Then, just as I had before, I began to push, gently applying pressure and then removing it, my slick fingertip slipping around so slightly and then releasing. Down again and up, one, two, one, two. Each time, a faint little quiver drew from her. I ran my finger down again. The wetness was pooling even more, and she gasped as my finger entered her, and I pulled back, even more juices to her growing clit. It was a really nice clit, thick and full like the rest of her. It felt like when I pressed down, it was half as big as the pad of my finger, and I couldn't tell if it was the tip of my finger or her clit throbbing to start with. Since dipping my finger inside her and coming back up to rest upon it, I could tell it had gotten harder, and it was definitely throbbing now.

"Please stop," she whimpered at me. "Please..."

Her little blue panties were quite thin on at the waist, and when I had my hand over the top of them earlier, I noticed a small hole at the waistline at the top of her mound. I wanted more freedom for my hand, and her shorts were so loose and light that they didn't need to come off, but the panties were making it difficult to move under for anything other than teasing her and building tension. There was no way with my legs hooked around her like this that I'd get her panties and shorts off, so I had to improvise. I pulled my hand back and dug my thumb into that little hole and ripped down as hard as I could.

They must have been her older, comfy pair, as the fabric tore away almost too easily from the waistline seam and peeled down. I pushed the newly formed flap back into the back of her panties towards her ass, the shredded seams of her panties now framing her puffy pussy, leaving it completely exposed under her baggy shorts. She bucked in panic for a few seconds, understanding how open she was to anything I wanted to do to her swollen pussy.

I pushed my two middle fingers into her folds. I dipped the tips alternating in and out of her, feeling the wetness that was pooling inside flowing out, making her so juicy and slick. I pulled my hand back up, my fingers hooked to pull as much wetness up to the top of her slit as possible. "Are you ready?" I whispered.

"Wha..."

She tried to get out as she began to almost vibrate, shuddering against me.