Buying My Step-Sister

Thanks for reading. All characters are 18 or over, and this work is purely fictional. It involves brother/step-sister incest. If that is not your thing, feel free to click away! I wrote this story for myself, but hope you enjoy.

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As any gentleman would, I held the car door for Clara Dandra. Clara stood an easy five foot nine inches, if not a bit more. She was part-Italian, or less possibly Hispanic, with that olive skin, and also more voluptuous, being about one hundred-thirty pounds, I guess. Clara had much larger breasts, and a more-rounded face framed by short black hair; Clara's ass was even larger than Ashlynn's, damn girl was thick.

This late afternoon, Clara was dressed in a very short, denim skirt, with a tight, sleeveless top. She was wearing a bra--likely a skimpy set in satin--because I told her I wanted her that way, and its lines were distinctly shown off by the tight top.

Once inside, I shut the door, and handed Clara that traditional envelope, and asked, "Why are you here, Clara?"

"I thought--" she tried to reply.

"You didn't THINK, Clara, you acted. Now, tell me WHY."

Clara remained silent for a long moment, looking at the floor. She traced her foot in a circle and meekly said, "I...I..."

"Come on then," I said sternly, and grasping Clara by her wrist, I pulled her as though we were headed to the bedroom, as we had done before. I knew Clara liked being treated this way, and I bet she thought she knew the drill; so, she was surprised when I stopped her at the door, and bent her over the arm of the couch.

"You what, Clara...WHAT?" I said sternly.

"I...I wanted you for myself!" she said quickly, then added, "Sir! Plea--"

WHACK!' -- with an open hand I slapped her ass, and I got it pretty good.

"AHH!" Clara cried out.

'WHACK!' I got her a second time. I had held her wrist and one arm around her back, and being across the arm of the couch, meant Clara's ass was higher than her head at the moment. Her skirt bunched up and yep, she had on a G-string-type thong. Although it was not my favorite, at that moment, I liked it rather much! "Clara, that was selfish of you, what have I told you about being selfish?"

"That," --sniff-- "I'm not too-- no, wait!" -- 'WHACK!' She jumped from being spanked a third time. Clara knew that I wasn't going to go easy on her, but I also knew she felt safe to allow this. The fact was, she really liked it.

Holding that wrist, I pulled her skirt up. Clara's ass had some pink to it, but then again, I wasn't going easy. Releasing her wrist, I said, "You get both those hands in front of you, young lady." I took a minute to rub Clara's ass. It wasn't as nice as Ashlynn's, but damn, it was still a nice one. The hand that had held her wrist, now landed on the exposed cheek --'WHACK!'

I heard her yelp and that was fine by me because I used the same hand to now get the other cheek -- 'WHACK!' Her flesh looked wonderful, as it rippled from being struck, and Clara Dandra peeled off another loud yelp.

"Pl-Pleassse, sir!" Clara called out, "I-I'm sorry I was selfish -- really! I--OUCH! SHIT"

'WHACK!' 'WHACK!' 'WHACK!' I got her three more times across her bulbous ass, and then that thing was glowing bright pink.

"Cursing? Oh my, I'll teach you..." I told Clara.

With one hand pressed into the small of her back, I was holding her firmly and was able to place blows exactly where I wanted. Now, I changed the angle altogether, and came low from behind, the bottom of her ass, both sides and quite near the 'gap' to her pussy. 'WHA-ACK!' ...'WHA-ACK!' Those ones, I put real force into, and I was sure they hurt, as her thighs were trapped against the arm of the couch.

Clara threw a hand back, "PLEASE!!! SIR, I'M SORRY!!" She got out, and started to cry.

I rubbed her ass for a moment, and while pink, I didn't feel any welts. As I reached the bottom of her ass, in her wonderful 'gap', I flattened my three middle fingers out. The G-string here had a bit of material covering Clara's pussy, which was fine.

Clara had started to breathe deeper, and there was a slight smile as my fingers lightly explored her, but it changed as I withdrew slightly, and then gave her pussy a 'slap!'

"Uhhh-AH" she called out.

Again, I got her the same way, and she cried out louder. Clara jumped a bit as I rubbed her pussy through her panties. They were soaked.

"Well, well..." I said, as I shook my head.

Grabbing my bought submissive, I lifted her up and moved her roughly, to the couch, rolling her onto her back. There was an ottoman that I had strategically placed in front of the couch, and my piece of ass was now half on it, her shoulders and upper body on the couch itself.

"S-Sir!" Clara said, "Pl-please..." as she was handled roughly. Actually, Clara kind of liked that she was being stripped like this. Her Dom (Me!) stripped her of the denim miniskirt, and yanked her sleeveless top up, so her D-plus cup tits were hanging out of the ridiculously small bra she had worn. She bit her lip as her Dom pushed her legs apart, then yelped loudly as he gave her twat a swat. it felt so good to be so submissive.

"Ah--sir--please!" she called out. I was actually hitting the area above her clit, in her pubic hair, but it was low enough that she got quite a jolt in her sex with each strike.

He had dropped his pants as he was over her and his considerable dick was sticking out of those boxers. She went limp as her Dom, Johnathan Roberts, roughly pulled her around on the large ottoman.

One ankle on my shoulder, the other one shoved down served to open Clara's pussy. It all but gushed, as she felt her Dom simultaneously take her by the throat,, he shoved himself inside of her. in a painfully wonderful thrust. 'Oh SHIT, this feels good,' she thought, as her eyes rolled back in her head.

As soon as I had her in position, I slid one hand up to hold my bought pussy by its throat. I was not choking at all, that is not my bag. But control is. What I DID do though, was to apply slight pressure to both sides of her neck using the fingertips. That, plus my plunging all of my cock at once into her, had the desired effect, as she rolled her eyes back, and I began to roughly pump away.

"Is this what you wanted, Clara...IS IT?"

"Uh-Uh-Uh...Y-Y-Yes..." Clara got out.

She should be ashamed of herself, she thought, allowing herself to be treated like this. She was a lady after all. But that thought, plus being fucked like a piece of meat, just made it that much hotter to her. Each hard thrust brought just a tinge of pain, as she tried to keep herself open for him, enjoying being His favorite piece of meat. She smiled.

I could tell this piece of ass liked it. And I have to say, the view was really something. Having anticipated this, I had managed to conceal a very small micro-camera, and was using this cunt as my test. If it worked here, then my cabana at the Coombs Inn in Apalach, would get them for sure.

I continued plunging away for several minutes, and Clara was really liking it; she was moaning loudly. Abruptly, I pulled out of her, and, as she looked at me in surprise, I rolled her onto her side, knees together. Clara's upper body was still turned towards me, and I pushed the old pipe down, adjusted, and again thrust powerfully back into my piece of meat.

There was nothing gentle about it. I was positively slamming myself in and out of Clara Dandra, fucking that twat like I owned it, which for that moment, I did. With one hand, I reached down and pulled her 'bra strap' away from her nipple, and gave her breast a tight squeeze, hard twisting her nipple.

"You LIKE IT, don't you..." I growled, and with her new position, I was able to bring my other hand down and spank her ass, as I slammed away.

"Ah-Ah-Ah..." Clara reacted to having her pussy slammed. "Oh, shit, sir...yes this... LIKES your d-d-dick..." she stammered out. Clara could feel it building in her, pain be damned, and she started calling out aloud, "P-Pl-Please f-fu-fuck m-me, sir...P-P-PLE-EASE!" she shouted.

I could see what was happening to my slut, but I controlled this and I did not intend to let her orgasm...yet. So again, I pulled out, and started tugging her off the ottoman. Clara understood, and went straight out her knees. Without missing a beat, I grabbed her hair, pulling her head back slightly, she opened her mouth and just as with her twat, I showed Clara her worth, by shoving all of me right into her mouth. She coughed and gagged for just a moment, but caught it, and quickly began letting me plug away to the back of her throat.

Clara had some skills, and right now, this was one of her best. She could feel the mushroom head in the back of her throat. Had her Dom not been so rough, she could have taken it without any coughing or gagging, but right now he had it back where he wanted it, and that was fine with her, she just let her Dom plug away. Clara began using her tongue, and immediately she knew, her Dom wasn't going to hold this for long at all.

Clara felt her Dom tighten the grip on her hair, and her Dom's pubes tickled her nose as her Dom pushed as deep as I could possibly get. She felt the cock twitch once or twice, and then Clara's other great skill kicked in, her total lack of gag reflex. Her Dom released a long grunt, as she felt spurt after spurt of warm, wonderful ejaculate go down the back of her throat. Just breathing through her nose, she let her Dom finish, feeling the warmth move down to her stomach.

After I had dumped my goo, I liked that Clara licked my dick and balls, getting them 'clean', not missing a bit. I stood her up--on admittedly shaky knees--and we made it back to my bed. "Good job, Clara, you did real well," I told her, as I lay her in the bed.

From the nightstand, I scooped up a small bottle of lotion--and another little fun thing I concealed--and gave my paid fuck-toy, a rub down.

"Clara, girl, that butt is quite pink; did I hit you too hard?" I asked, as I worked the back of her thighs.

"Mmmph...no, sir," she replied, adding, "this is nice."

"I just don't want you getting selfish, that's all," I told her, as I worked on her hips.

"Ooooohhhh...nice," Clara said, then added, "Okay, sir, I won't. It's just that someone attentive and a good tipper is tough to find."

"I understand," I told her. "So, you like how I treat you? I think you like my cock, too."

"Yes, sir, I do!" she said, as I was now rubbing her back.

"Clara, I gave you this rub because I do not want you to think I just pump and dump you."

"I don't, sir, really," Clara answered, and then added, "I was hoping for a bit more fun before I leave, okay?"

I chuckled and said, "Actually, you took the words right out of my mouth."

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Special thanks to Kenji Sato for this editing help. Without him this would not have been possible!