Summertime Blues (closed)

[sexy_curves]

I whimper when you grip my wrists and push me against the wall, my body aching in a mix of emotions and need. I turned my face away from you, my breath catching in my throat at your words.

"Tommy we can't, don't do this. Please just let me go."

 

[StFornicate]

When you turn your face from me, your neck is exposed, and my mouth falls on it immediately, suckling the taut flesh, my teeth scraping across sharply. My hands are on your body, groping at your tits, my cock getting hard in my shorts and pressing against your lower belly...

"After earlier... I have to have you..." I say in your ear, before biting your neck hard...

 

[sexy_curves]

I winced as you pushed me against the wall, your powerful frame pinning me there, pushing yourself against me. I wanted to get away, my mind was screaming at me to find a way but my body was betraying me every step of the way. I felt my nipples harden against your chest, my arms lay limp at my sides.

"Please Tommy, you can't do this" I whispered, forcing my eyes shut when I felt your breath on my neck, cringing at the words you had just whispered in my ear. "Please Tommy..."

 

[StFornicate]

I suddenly had a wicked, inspired idea... I grab your arm and pull you away from the wall, across the hall to my room, and push you inside.

"We are gonna get good and stoned, whether you like it or not," I tell you, dragging you towards my small, empty closet, the moving boxes still scattered about my room.

 

[sexy_curves]

I struggled against you grip as you pulled me into your room, my hear pounding in my chest as you forced me towards your closet, your words scaring me.

"Tommy no, I can't" I pleaded, trying to get away now, fighting harder against your grip as I thought about the mistakes that almost happened, the mistakes that did happen when we were both high earlier. I shivered at what would have happened if I hadn't found my moment of clarity.

"let me go!" I said, finding my voice, my eyes locking with yours.

 

[StFornicate]

"Shut up, you know you want it, Andi," I growled, and shoved you into the closet, shutting the door behind you and flipping the lock! Ignoring your cries, i quickly grab my pipe, already loaded full of weed, a lighter, and a long plastic tube.

This would be fun. I snuck the tube under the door and took a hit off the weed, holding it in as long as possible, the weed flooding my mind with a lovely haze, before blowing the smoke out through the tube and into the pitch-black closet where I have you trapped!

 

[sexy_curves]

I fought against you as you pushed me into your closet. I whimpered when I heard the lock and I started pounding on the door.

"Tommy please let me out!" I cried, unable to hear you on the other side of the door. I sat down against the wall and tucked my knees to my chest, realizing I didn't even have my phone with me. My mind raced. How long would you keep me locked away in here? What were you really going to do once you let me out?

I took a deep breath and smelled weed. I looked at the door and realized what you had done, and understood your words now. I coughed and leaned my head back against the all, closing my eyes.

 

[StFornicate]

I kept taking hits on the pipe and blowing the smoke into the closet, hotboxing my poor reluctant little sister. I actually reloaded the bowl twice, and smoked it all down, until I was totally baked, and every hit I blew into the hose, flooding the tiny closet with smoke...

 

[sexy_curves]

The smoke was unending, and with no direct ventilation it lingered, I coughed as my lungs filled with the fog of smoke surrounding me. "Tommy please let me out", I pleaded, my body feeling heavy my thoughts clouding each time I took a breath.

 

[StFornicate]

I hear you pleading to be set free, but I want to see how far you can be pushed. I just sit there with my back to the door, sitting on the floor.

I burn one more bowl, smoking it down and smoking you out some more in the closet... It's gotta be thick in there at this point...

 

[sexy_curves]

I closed my eyes and rest my head on my knees, my eyes burning from the thick cloud surrounding me. My coughing became less frequent as my body started to adjust to the smoke filling my lungs. Everything seemed slower, I had no idea how much time I had spent in your small dark closet.

"Tommy please," I pleaded, wanting desperately to get out of here.

 

[StFornicate]

I can hear you pleading... I stand up and get things ready for you. I'm pretty stoned at this point, but I have a good idea of what I want to do with you. Yes you're my sister... But God I just gotta have you! I know you want me as bad as I want you. Your body gave it all away.

First things first, I dump out some coke on a mirror, and rake out some fat lines. I snort one, which brings an amazing amount of energy in an instant; I'm still stoned to the bone, but my energy is back.

I start jacking my cock... Am I really gonna do this? Yes... I get good and hard and go back to the door, taking a deep breath, preparing to open it...

 

[sexy_curves]

I lift my head when I hear you move, my breath hitching, hoping you're going to let me out. I strain to hear your ever move, attempting to identify the sounds you're making around your room, between how stoned I am and the shut door, these attempts are all but pointless.

I bite my lower lip as your footsteps return to the other side of the closet door. In nothing more than a soft whisper I plead with you "I'm sorry tommy, please let me out".

 

[StFornicate]

I stand there, jacking my cock, gathering my resolve. Once I go in there, there is no taking it back.

I take a deep breath. I drop my shorts. I jerk my cock. It's rock hard.

I unlock the door and am quickly inside, upon you, as you sit on the floor. I have one hand on my hard cock and the other smacks your face and grabs your hair! When you open your mouth to cry out my cock immediately invades!

 

[sexy_curves]

I look up as the door opens, my body filling with dread when I see you move in towards me, trying to look away from your naked toned body.

Your hand striking my cheek made my eyes sting with tears and I cried out, trying to pull away as you force your length into my mouth, your grip on my hair painfully tight. My shoulders begin to tremble as reality hits me. I stay sitting, refusing to move.

 

[StFornicate]

"Suck on it, you little slut, you know you want it!" I growl at you, my grip in your hair tight as I savor the feel of your hot wet mouth around my cock. I push it in til it hits the back of your throat, making you gag and spit on me...

 

[sexy_curves]

I whimpered when your grip on my hair tightened, my eyes watering as I gag oudly on your massive cock. Feeling dizzy as you fuck my mouth, feeling my throat stretching around you. I brought my hands up to your thighs to help me keep my balance as you moved me by my hair, my lips moving up and down your shaft, the heat between my thighs increasing rapidly.

 

[StFornicate]

"Up on your knees, bitch," I grunt at you, continuing to impale your pretty face with my cock! "Suck it! You know you fucking love it!" I groan, feeling my cock throb in pleasure as I use your stoned body.

 

[sexy_curves]

I get on my knees, every fiber of my body just wanting to lay down. Thoughts of what would happen if I did kept me on my knees. I did my best to relax my jaw and started to suck softly at your cock, forcing my eyes shut, trying to ignore the burning arousal spreading through my body.

 

[StFornicate]

I feel you give in, position yourself on your knees and start sucking on my cock in your mouth. Fuck that feels good... I groan, in pleasure. I'm thoroughly stoned and fully enjoying this. My cock throbs as pleasure pulses through me. I wish the ecstasy were still coursing through my system. There would be time for that later. I run my fingers through your hair, pulling it back so I can watch you suck my dick.

I give your cheek a little smack.

"Look at me," I demand.

 

[sexy_curves]

my thoughts are torn between extreme arousal and feeling incredibly dirty, my actions continued, adjusting to your size, my throat relaxing, my gag reflex being triggered less often as I take you deeper.

I hear your words but shake my head no, keeping my eyes shut tight as my throat expands around your cock. I can't look up at you, it'll all become too real...

 

[StFornicate]

I grow angry at your refusal, my grip on your hair tightening. I thrust my cock fully into your face, burying it, forcing your nose against my skin as I choke you with my turgid, throbbing dick! I pull out, leaving you gasping for air, and smack your cheek hard with my cock.

"I said look at me, slut," I say, before sliding my cock back in your mouth.

 

[sexy_curves]

I whimper loudly as my jaw stretches to wrap around you, gagging loudly as you force your entire length into me throat, my eyes watering, my face bright red. I gasp loudly as you pull your dick out of my mouth, and turn my face away as you slap me with your long, thick cock, feeling sick as you regain the painfully tight grip on my hair.

Before I could take another breath, I felt your cock being shoved back between my lips, your tone scaring me more than your words. I knew I wouldn't stand a chance if I tried to fight you off, it was all I could do to stay on my knees, my body feeling heavy, my head cloudy, my movements slow.

I finally open my eyes and look up at you, a swirling mix of emotions obvious in my deep blue eyes.

 

[StFornicate]

My eyes lock with yours, and I see so much there... Pleading, desperation, terror... And lust. Somewhere in there, you are enjoying being used by me. I reach up to a shelf, as I hold your head down, choking you with my rock hard dick.

I know right where they are, and find them quickly. Handcuffs.

I pull my cock out of your face and throw you forcibly face down on the floor, and immediately am on top of you, my knee in the middle of your back. I grab your arms and yank them behind you, and you feel cold steel latch around your wrists, binding you...

 

[sexy_curves]

I gagged loudly as you held me down on your cock, my throat spasming constantly trying to adjust to your size. Tears filled my eyes, clouding my vision as you keep your hand tightly on the back of my head. Before I could brace myself I was face down on the floor, whimpering as I hit the hard smooth wood.

I inhaled sharply when I felt your knee in my back, my body jerking sharply when I felt the cold metal encircle my wrists, my heart racing again.

"Tommy please" I whimpered, unsure of what I was pleading for.