"Do you think it'll work?" Melanie asked.
She sat at her desk in her bedroom, facing her brother, Mike, sitting on the bed.
"Of course, it'll work, I designed it myself."
"Yeah, you did well on the last thing you invented. The memory eraser thing."
He scowled at her. "What memory eraser thing?"
"Oh, never mind that." She slipped on a pair of sunglasses. "Look right here please."
A flash lit his face.
"So, do you think it'll work?
"Of course, it'll work, I designed it myself."
"Great. When will it be ready?"
He rubbed the stubble on his face. "A week or two to get everything finished up and put together."
"Awesome." She jumped into her brother's lap. "This is going to be so great. You have no idea how long I've wanted to make Mom my bitch. I'll get her back for all the mean shit she'd ever said to me--to us. I'm already wet thinking about it. Here, feel."
He snaked his hand into her sweatpants. She had no panties to get in the way of his questing fingers. Her arousal was leaking, coating her pussy lips.
"Oh yeah, just like that. Rub my clit, bro. I love how you do that. Make me cum while I pretend it's Mom between my legs, eating my pussy."
With a practiced touch, he stroked her clit. The clit that he'd touched many times. He knew just how she liked it, and didn't hesitate to give it to her.
She draped herself on him, submitting to the pleasure his fingers were bringing. "Just like that. Oh, don't stop." He held her close to him, arm around her, holding her up. Though she had her arms around his neck, she wasn't supporting herself, she was bringing herself closer to him.
They'd always been close, closer than normal for most brothers and sisters. Though even close sisters don't have their brothers finger them to orgasm regularly.
She loved the way he smelled. The soap he used made him smell so clean and masculine. Every time she showered, she rubbed his soap on her skin, but it was never the same as how it smelled on his skin. His smell was different, unique. Her head nestled against his chest; she took deep breaths just to inhale his smell.
"Do you want to cum, little sis?" The deep rumble of his voice vibrated his chest.
She nodded.
"Tell me. Tell me that you want to cum." He pulled his fingers away from her pussy, depriving her of his digital pleasure.
"No! You bastard, don't torture me." Grabbing at his hand, she tried to pull his hand back to her needy pussy.
"Say it." He easily resisted her desperate need.
"Please."
"Please what?"
"Damnit, I need to cum, Mike. Please finger my pussy so I can cum."
Satisfied with her pleas, he resumed rubbing his sister's wet pussy. She cried out when he contacted the sensitive spot.
"Oh god. Just like that. This is going to be a good one."
He kept stroking her. "What are you going to do to mom?"
"I'll make her eat me out. Make her bury her nasty, fucking face in my pussy. I'll drown her in my cum."
"You've thought about this a little."
"You have no idea. Not only that, but I'll make her need to get fucked by you. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Get back at her for being such a bitch to us all these years?"
"Yeah, I could go for that," he said.
"On her hands and knees, you can pound her from behind. I want you to make her scream when you put your cock inside her. Fuck her senseless. Oh god, yes. Mikey, I'm coming. Don't stop." She shook in his lap as her orgasm ran through her. She pulled his hand away and panted against his chest.
She slid off his lap onto the floor before him. Urgently, she scrambled to unbuckle his belt so she could pull his cock out. "Oh god, I need this inside me." Her tongue licked at the clear pre-cum leaking from the tip.
"You ready to get fucked by your brother?"
She nodded, pleading with her eyes.
He put her face down on the bed and yanked down her sweatpants. The clingy material stretched over her ass as he pulled it down. Her tight ass wiggled invitingly at him. "Get ready to get fucked, you little brother fucker."
Her pussy leaked like a bitch in heat, ass in the air, ready to be taken by her brother.
He knelt between her legs, his cock pointing right at its destination.
"Unf," she moaned as he sank into her in a single stroke. He savored the feeling of her pussy around his cock.
"Fuck me, Mikey. Fuck my pussy hard. I want to regret letting you."
Without a word he pulled out until just her pussy was gripping the tip, holding it in.
Like a jackrabbit, he was off to the races.
"Oh god. I love how you feel in me. You're soo big. Wreck my pussy!"
He pounded his sister bent over her bed, hips slapping as he sank to her deepest depths.
"I need you to cum. I can't take much more of this," she said. Her breath was coming in short gasps each time he pounded her pussy with his large cock.
She didn't know how long he fucked her. Her knees were raw, and her back was starting to hurt. But she loved it. No one else fucked her like her brother did. She couldn't count the number of times he made her cum.
He slammed home, burying himself deep inside her pussy. His cock shot his sperm into her, filling her.
"Agghhhh!" she yelled out. She rolled onto the floor, exhausted, cum running out of her abused pussy onto the carpet. Sweaty and messy, she breathed hard from the exertion. He laid behind her, nestled up to her back. Their sweat-laden skin joined in a mass of wet flesh.
"That was great, Mike. I needed that."
"Any time." He kissed her neck and she snuggled up against him, before falling asleep on her bedroom floor.
****
"How did it go?" Mike asked his sister.
Melanie jumped into his arms and kissed him hard. He held her, hands gripping her ass as she wrapped her legs around him.
"Oh my god, it worked so well. I had her doing exactly what I wanted."
"Tell me everything, but let's sit first." He walked her to her bed and laid down. Untangling from him, she laid on top of him.
"Tell me everything, sis."
"Okay so she came home and I was watching TV. Normal stuff you know. She started in on me about my chores. 'Wash the floor Cinderelly, do the laundry Cinderelly, blah blah.'" she said in a sing-song voice like the cartoon mouse.
"She tried to get in my face and I pointed it at her..."
****
"Melanie, are you listening to me? Put that remote down while I talk to you!"
"No, Mom, I don't think so." She pressed a button on the 'remote' and her mother froze in place. "God damn, it does work." She had a huge grin on her face. "Let's see what this bad boy can do."
"Mom, you will be nice to us from now on. Do you understand?"
Sheila tried to move, tried to tell her daughter that she understood, but her body was frozen in place. She couldn't even move her eyes.
