Jessica was elated. Her parents were travelling to Europe for a couple months as an anniversary vacation. She was looking forward to some relaxation time and a reprieve from all the sneaking around that she had been doing to get high behind her parents' backs. She knew that Brock and Byron wouldn't narc on her; the twins were 21 now and had been smoking pot much longer than her. Emily was the only one that she needed to worry about.
Emily was just 18, about a year younger than Jessica, and she was still in high school. Emily was a bit of a suck up and a good girl, but Jessica figured if she smoked while Emily was at school then she would be fine. Emily would probably mind her own business anyway. Having therefore satisfied herself that she would be safe for once, she acquired some nice bud for her relaxation time.
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Jessica was woken up by the sounds of Emily leaving for school, and she wasted no time in beginning her day with a wake and bake. She got pretty damn stoned, and then she decided to play with her self. She got out her toys and loaded up some extreme porn. For some reason, whenever she got high she got into some really kinky shit.
On her computer, she had some domination and bondage videos loaded, and she even had some pictures of Byron that she had taken off his phone after he had sent them to one of his weirder girlfriends. It was fucked up, but she loved the idea of him pushing his cock into her. She imagined everything she could think of; if he ever asked her, she thought, she would let him do anything he wanted.
Byron was tall, lean, and muscular, with dark brown hair and eyes. He had a kind but masculine smile that made her want to see it between her legs. She knew that he was attracted to her. They often played quite physically, and she could feel his large erection pushing into the crack of her ass when they wrestled or when she sat on his lap. She imagined that he probably masturbated thinking of her, and that turned her on even more.
She thought of Brock some too. He was Byron's twin after all, but Brock was harder and less kind. He would often antagonize her for fun, and he was less gentle when they ended up rough-housing. He was also far less subtle about his arousal when they did so. Sometimes he would be practically humping her as he bent her over a counter, grabbing her throat as he did so. He would often do things like that as punishment for some imagined slight that she had to apologize for in order to escape. That normally did not turn her on, but in her current frenzied state she found her mind lingering on it as she masturbated.
She found that when she was baked like this it often took more than normal play to make her come. As she went, it became clear that she would have to take it up a notch. She pushed her dildo into her mouth as she used the vibrator on her cunt, but that didn't quite get her there. Then she had an idea and held the dildo in her throat with a belt, reaching for something to put in her ass. She soon found a big hairbrush, which she stuck in handle first. It was a tapered handle, so it stayed in quite well. As she adjusted her position to get the vibrator back to work, the dildo triggered her gag reflex. She began lightly choking, and tears streamed down her face. With her left hand, she pinched her nipple hard and she flew over the edge. She came harder than she ever had as she gagged repeatedly on the facsimile cock. When the aftershocks had subsided, she dropped the buzzer and pulled the toys from her mouth and ass. She lay there for a few minutes before she smoked another bowl and headed for a nice long shower.
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Brock came home in a pretty shitty mood. his longtime girlfriend had moved away, and he hadn't had a good fuck in weeks. He actually really missed her already. Sarah was a total freak, who had wanted him to do all sorts of things to her that he hadn't even know girls were into. They had recently gotten into some pretty hardcore domination and bondage role-playing, and it drove him fucking insane. It drove him even more insane now that he couldn't have it anymore.
He was mentally preparing himself for another solo expedition, when he passed Jessica's room and smelled something very familiar. He went in without knocking, but Jessica wasn't there anyway. Jessica had always been terrible at hiding things, and he quickly found her supply and loaded some up for himself. It had been a while since he had smoked weed, because his guy had stopped dealing when his parents had found out about it. Brock hit it up and enjoyed a few smooth hits. He saw that Jessica's bathrobe was gone, and knew that she would take forever in the bathroom.
He started to get aroused at that thought, and he decided that he probably had time to rub one out before she returned. He saw her computer on her bed and immediately went for it, knowing that he could find some pictures of her on it. He opened it up and what she had been looking at came instantly onscreen. He was shocked beyond words when he saw it. How the hell had she gotten pictures of him? Maybe they were Byron; that would make more sense. Brock had never taken any pictures of himself. What was next to those pictures shocked him just as much. Jessica had been watching a simulated rape video where the girl was tied up and being pounded front and back by cock.
He was insanely turned on by this, and he started fapping away. He found it difficult to orgasm, though, being so high and with all this new information swirling in his head. He had no idea that his sister was such a dirty slut! He wished that she was here right now so he could take her and make her his little cock slut. As if on cue, the door to her room opened and Jessica was standing there in her bathrobe, mouth hanging open.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" she asked, incredulously.
