**Everyone in this story is 18 or older**
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Eva felt a slight sting on her ass as the hot water worked its way down her back, and she could still feel their eyes on her while Daddy used his belt to force her into submission - spanking and whipping her over and over again, laughing at her when she meekly begged for more upon command; his friends laughed with him. Eva was trying to take the opportunity of isolation to cry, wishing her tears would mix with the shower water and be completely forgotten, but she had no tears left to spare and her body felt too exhausted to produce the few that might remain. She let her thoughts escape her as she shampooed her long red hair when she suddenly remembered her older brother was going to be home from college any minute now, and seeing as he already picked on her constantly she forced herself to pull it together quickly.
She finished her shower in a hurry, dressed in her usual denim cutoffs and camisole that she always wore around the house and rushed around trying to clean up any evidence of last night that might be lying around, only to find that her father had left the house in perfect order. There was no trace of the fabric that he tore from her body; his friends' mostly-empty glasses of scotch and bourbon had been cleared from the den, and the faint smell of cum that lingered in the air last night had disappeared entirely. As she suspected, her parents were gone - a note from Daddy let her know they'd be home in time for dinner, along with a reminder that Zach was coming home for the weekend - and she decided to make a late breakfast as she waited for Sarah's phone call.
She heard her brother's loud truck coming up the driveway and gave herself some quick, silent reassurance:
Okay he has no idea what happened last night and he will never know if you just stay cool, remember what Daddy promised, whores that keep secrets are rewarded.
She shook out her hair and adjusted her shorts, pulling them further down on the right side where the fabric always rode up, exposing the very bottom of her tender ass. She knew her brother would mock her for the daisy dukes, and already had comebacks ready about his ridiculous fraternity brothers and how they must love sucking each other off every night. Eva grew more resilient to her brother's taunting with age, but he still knew how to get to her by telling her which of her friends he would fuck or how much pussy he'd gotten at the most recent kegger.
Even though Eva knew he was always just trying to get a rise out of her she could never keep from feeling jealous for some inexplicable reason and always lashed out at him because of it. The front door swung open and Zach hauled his laundry and a 30 pack of Natty Light into the foyer. Eva got a flash of anxiety as she thought of how Daddy made her crawl across that hardwood to the living room where he fucked her in front of his friends and she quickly managed to shake herself back into the present moment as her brother came into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around her. He smelled of freshly cut grass and chewing tobacco, and his jet black hair was longer than she remembered it being at Christmas.
"It's good to see you, kid," Zach said, as Eva remained wrapped in his arms. He noticed she had filled out a little and that her denim cutoffs seemed tighter in the ass. "Look at you, growing up on me, who told you you're allowed to do that?" Eva was blushing and managed to wiggle out of his hug, realizing her shorts had ridden up in the meantime. Zach took notice of this and wondered how his little sister could have possibly matured so much in the short four months he'd been gone - it was almost like he was seeing her from a new perspective. Had her hair always been so red? Had her ass always been so round? He opened his beer and shook the thoughts from his head as he managed to keep up some small talk with her about school and the families' plans for the night. Eva told him that their dad had left a note, and their parents would be back by dinner. Just as Eva was about to ask Zach to join her at the pool, the phone rang.
"Shit, that's probably Sarah," Eva spoke absentmindedly as if her brother wasn't there, and as she made her way across the kitchen to the receiver Zach noticed how her perky breasts bounced with her steps. He could feel himself starting to get hard and felt like a moron. This wasn't like the porn he loved so much where girls were submissive whores and would fuck you if you made sure to be dominant. He took another swig of his beer and tried to concentrate on something else. His dad used to tell him to name the starting lineup of a professional team of his choice whenever he needed to clear his mind so he began naming the Red Sox new spring roster to himself as his sister chatted with her best friend. He noticed her shifting from one long leg to the other as she listened to Sarah go on and on, and Zach guessed the one-sided conversation was probably about a boy. He found himself wondering what boys, if any, Sarah had been hanging out with and if she had let them get what every guy that age (shit, what every guy at any age) wanted. His sister had been a virgin when he left for school, or so he imagined she had been as he'd never seen a guy around the house for longer than ten minutes, and with such a strict father he doubted she was sneaking off to see anyone.
Why do I care if she's a virgin?
He struggled with that thought as she hung up the phone.
"Sorry," Eva scoffed as she rolled her eyes in his direction, "Sarah can seriously talk to a wall, especially if it's about Dylan." Eva walked past her brother, taking in his scent that lingered in the air and called back to him as she walked up the stairs, "I'm going to hit the pool for a little bit if you want to join. Feel free to bring that beer out, too," and closed the door behind her as she disappeared into her room. He cracked open another beer and found his way to his favorite spot in the living room - a plush, leather chair that was perfectly positioned between the big-screen television that was the focal point of the room, and the mini fridge his dad had convinced his mom to let them keep in there. He made himself comfortable and let his thoughts drift aimlessly from homework he had to do, to the hot brunette he noticed for the first time in class the day before coming home. With another big swig of his cheap beer, he found the clicker between the seat cushions.
As Zach flipped through channels until he found ESPN, he found himself wondering once again if Eva was a virgin, and he had no idea why he was suddenly so fixated on that. An attractive blond anchor was talking about March Madness and which schools were favored to win - with another swig of beer Zach changed the channel to ESPN 3 where models for the new spring edition of Sports Illustrated were being featured. Zach watched all the girls playing around on some beach with each other; their asses and tits bounced about and the girls seemed in sync. Zach's mouth fell open a bit when a voluptuous blond with a perfect ass said something about her exercise routine, and reflexively he reached down to pull out his cock. Quickly remembering that he was in his parents' house with his little sister upstairs, he stopped himself and decided to go see how much longer Eva was going to take before they could head down the street to their neighborhood pool.
He could hear music playing as he walked up the stairs and figured she probably wouldn't be able to hear him above whatever God-awful station on Pandora she had decided to play. He knocked on the door, putting a good bit of force behind it so she could hear him which he soon realized was a useless effort, and as he opened the door he ran straight into Eva who, unbeknownst to Zach, was going to lock the door at the same time he decided to open it. She was naked and flustered as his arms involuntarily wrapped around her. He looked down at his little sister, exposed and confused in his arms, and found he was getting hard. She was trying to wiggle her way out of his arms the way she had during their first embrace since his arrival, but this time he didn't want to let her go. Some kind of instinct set in from when they were much younger, and he started tickling Eva, letting his fingers trace over her ribs and hips as she clung to her breasts with one hand and tried to cover up her pussy with the other.
"Zaaaaach," she squealed through laughter mixed with agonized moans, "Zach, stop it!" Eva began to thrash a bit as he tightened his hold around her petite frame and got rougher with his taunting, digging deeper into her ribs and causing her to fight a little harder against his teasing. His cock was rock hard now and he figured she had to have felt it at some point in her useless attempt to escape his grasp around her. He laughed at her pleas as she continued to squeal and cry out, her body reacting to each and every motion he made with his long fingers. She felt as if they were kids again, wrestling to see who got to pick the movie they'd watch or who got the car piece in Monopoly on family game night - but this was obviously different. She could feel her pulse in her ears as her naked body reacted to him without her consent. She could still taste her Daddy's cum in her mouth from the night before...was this some kind of joke? Had Daddy told Zach to taunt her like this as some kind of test? Eva was beginning to panic as the nostalgic feeling faded and a new one appeared - the feeling that her brother wanted to fuck her.
"Zach, seriously," Eva managed through involuntary laughter, "Get off of me!" She tried pushing her muscular brother away, but at 6'3" he towered over her and she was still so worn out from Daddy using her as a fuck toy the night before she barely had the energy to even try to fight him off. "Pleaaaase," she whimpered through more distressed involuntary laughter and she felt his rock hard cock brush against her torso.
