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As she took hold of his shoulders, he grabbed her breasts, squeezing them this time from the front, god did she look hot, there was no doubt why she was the hottest girl in school. He couldn't believe nothing had happened before between them, and couldn't believe it would stop happening either.

While he fucked her he leaned down and moved his hands aside, as he started to lick bite and suck on her breasts, while he was punishing her in a way, he knew that even if she had screamed that she was his slut as she came he would still be fucking her.

He bit hard on her left nipple and pulled, only to then do it again on the right one. He couldn't remember being this horny in a long time.
 
Christine could only stare at her brother as he ravished her. His eyes seemed to have darkened with lust. It looked incredibly fucking sexy. It left her absolutely breathless. It was no wonder all the girls on her cheerleading team went crazy over him and why they always raved about his...skills. Though at that time she pretended not to know what they meant.

Her back arched as he licked and bit at her nipples. "Ohhh..." Her hips moved up and down with his thrusts. Her arms that had been on his shoulders ran down his back lightly scratching down it, then reaching down, grabbing his ass and squeezing.

"BrrIce!" She said, emphasizing the I in his name as his bit her left nipple then her right. "I-i'm getting close again.." she murmured
 
"You better remember to scream now, that way I'll fill up my little slut's pussy... if you don't I will have to punish you Christine"

He kept biting as it seemed to drive her crazy, and it had been a long time since he could get away with biting a girl this hard and have her enjoy it, as he did his hands went on to explore the rest of her front, and her sides, he couldn't seem to get enough of her body, and his hips kept pumping with wild abandon as he was also getting dangerously close to the edge.
 
"U-uh huuuh..." she said in response, closing her eyes as the pleasure consumed her once more. It wasn't supposed to be like this! Her big brother was not supposed to be able to give her insurmountable pleasure. He was supposed to be overprotective and trying to keep her from having sex, trying to have sex with her.

Her pussy continued to spasm and convulse around his cock. "O-oh oh god, Brice I'm your sl-slut I'm your little fucking sluuuuuuuuuuuut." she screamed, gripping onto his shoulders tightly as if her life depended on it. She buried her face into his neck, biting onto it gently at first and then getting harder.
 
As she finally screamed, he started to cum deep into her pussy, as he kept fucking her hard while their orgasms kept going, more and more of his cum spurted out of his cock filling her pussy, in his mind covering her, claiming the innermost part of her body for himself.

He moved his face right in front of her, inches away "yes, you are my little fucking slut" he said and leaned forward kissing her deeply.
 
She groaned as he filled her up completely with his seed. Her nails dug further into his skin as murmured dirty things to him in his ear. This was probably the raunchiest sex Christine had ever had in her whole entire life. Not that she'd had much of it, but this raunchiest. When she had sex, she most definitely would be comparing them to her brother now.

Then Brice did something she didn't think he'd ever do, well aside from fucking her. He kissed her. It wasn't a soft peck on the lips either. It was a raw, hot passionate kiss. It was a kiss of lovers, a kiss that shouldn't be shared by brother and sister. She whimpered beneath the kiss and found herself returning it.

Her tongue caressed his and ran over the roof of his mouth.
 
His cock stayed inside her as they kissed, slowly returning to its previous hardness, but that wasn't important right now, not to Brice at least, he was lost in the kiss, specially when he felt her tongue in his mouth and caressed hers softly with his, allowing it to go into her mouth.

His hands kept moving but slower now, yet still caressing all of her body, his eyes were closed, as he kept kissing her, not ever wanting to stop.
 
It was such a deep and passionate kiss. It was something you would never expect to receive from your very own brother, yet here she was returning that kiss and enjoying it. Christine enjoyed his gentle, slow caresses. She could feel him hardening inside of her again but making no movement signaling to her that it wasn't important at the moment and it wasn't.

All that mattered was them.

It seemed as if they were the only ones that existed in that room, in the whole world.
 
It had been a long time since Brice had enjoyed kissing this much, lately... and for a very long time, kissing had just been sort of a previous requirement for sex, he enjoyed it but it didn't feel like this, this was the exact opposite, they just had sex, twice for that matter, and now they were kissing and just focusing on that, even if his body still reacted to Christine.

He moaned into the kiss, and softly broke it. He caressed her face softly and looked into her eyes, he started to move his hips again slowly fucking her as he gave her short kisses, and more moans escaped her face.
 
Christine looked at her brother as a new man. It was hard to see him as ...just her brother now and to be honest, it scared the living daylights out of her. She saw him as a man. She wasn't supposed to see him as a man, society frowned on this sort of relationship. When she first entered college she had envisioned herself meeting a nice guy, graduating college, getting married and having kids. Nowhere did she see having sex with her brother.

Did this count as experimentation?

As he softly broke away from the kiss, he began to give short thrusts into her pussy causing her to moan as he also gave her brief short kisses. Her hips slowly moved in motion.
 
This wasn't something he had ever imagined would happen either, could all the time that he had been overly protective been just plain jealousy? And also before today's morning he hadn't even thought about her in a sexual way, he had her comments about how sexy she was nearly everyday since she came to the school... and she had very quickly been put at the top of the list... and then there was the bet, and the teasing about him not being able to get the hottest girl in school... maybe everything had piled up to lead to this.

All of this was in his mind, until her moan brought him back to the present and he started to fuck her harder, and something darker came to his mind, she was his slut she had agreed to it and it upsetted him that she wasn't a virgin.

"How many times were you fucked before?"
 
The question had seemingly come out of nowhere. As she stared into her brothers eyes, she swallowed hard. He looked like a jealous boyfriend or something. At the question, his thrusts seemed to become harder as if anger initiated the rough sex. "I-iiit was only like..mmm...like once or twice...maybe three times." She clung to her brother tightly.

Jeez, it wasn't like she questioned him about every slut he fucked. That wasn't fair! Why was she getting third degree? She was 19 for gods sake! Trying to distract him from the questions, she leaned into him and nibbled on his neck. "Its no big deal, Brice."

Then Christine nipped at his ear, playfully. And just to satiate him she whispered low and seductively, "I'm yours now." It was something she did to all of her boyfriends, why couldn't it work on her brother too? She had to have a LITTLE power.
 
Her answer wasn't bad, he figured she was narrowing it down because she could tell he was jealous, that didn't make him soften his thrusts however, she said it wasn't a big deal and he was about to protest when she said that she was his.

In response he leaned forward and whispered in her ear "Yes, you are mine" his hands squeezed her breasts as he said that, not so much for pleasure as it was to demand ownership. "And only mine, my very own little fucking slut"
 
At the words he whispered in her ear, she shuddered and swallowed hard again. Why was Christine getting a very bad feeling in her gut? She couldn't think about it for too long though as her body became consumed with pleasure from the hard thrusts caused by her brother.

Her back arched when he squeezed her breasts and she whimpered, "Ohhh fuck briiiiiiiiiice...." she whimpered as her hips, her pussy, her whole body responded to their dark pleasure. Her nails scratched down his back once more, holding onto him tightly.

"Fuck, yeah...I'm your little whore Brice..." she moaned, as she rolled her hips and then licked his lips lustfully.
 
"Oh Christine" his hands kept squeezing her breasts hard as he fucked her harder and deeper, his mind while enjoying her body was coming up with more ways to own her.

That is why as he moaned and pounded hard aided by her rolling hips, one of his hands moved down and squeezed her ass, soon after his index was rubbing the entrance "What about this? is it virgin?"

He knew that if it had been taken, he would have to claim it, and as rough and deep as he could, as exciting as that was, he hoped that virginity had been saved for him.
 
Her nipples ached from all the rough foreplay but she didn't mind. This was probably the best sex she'd ever had. Though, Christine probably wouldn't stop fucking other guys. Yes, she was a slut. She was a manipulative little slut and just because suddenly her brother had developed a sick sexual interest in her and she in him did not mean she'd stop dating.

It'd look weird. She was extremely popular, one of the hottest girls in school, why should she stop?

Her thoughts were cut off by his finger sliding in her ass. Her eyes widened because she'd never been fucked there before! "Ahhhhhhhhh..." she whined as he wiggled his finger in the entrance and asked her if she'd been fucked there. "NO!" she snapped, glaring at him. "God, what do you take me for a whore?"
 
"Yes" he said meeting her glare defiantly "I take you for a fucking whore, and now you are MY fucking whore."

Since she had whined he pressed his finger in a bit deeper to emphasize what he was saying.

"I'll take that hole when I'm ready"

In Brice's mind there was no hesitation, she was his, and her body was for him to use and enjoy, he still cared about her deeply just in a different way, what surprised him was that the way that he wanted her now, wasn't that different than before, after all he had never wanted her being fucked by other guys, he just had never considered the issue in regards to himself.
 
Christine clutched onto his shoulder tightly as he pressed a finger deeply in her ass, tears began to slowly fall. God damn, that hurt like a bitch! "Shiiiiit!" She whimpered.

Her nails scratched down his back again and she was pretty sure she was creating scratch marks on his back. It didn't matter to Christine though, because he deserved it, the asshole! Her pussy clenched around his cock in response to what he did to her ass feeling a bit more wet.

"Harder, Brice. Fuck me harder..." she groaned, her legs wrapping around his waist. Though she was conscious about how wrong and immoral this was it made it all the more exciting and even more of a turn on. Kinda like when you take drugs. You know it's bad for you but you don't want to stop. Thats how she felt.
 
He could feel her nails raking his back, and he could feel a sting from them, he was delighted in the feeling however, it showed him just how much his sister was losing control of herself because of him.

As she groaned he did as she said fucking her harder deeper and faster, as much as he could, not holding back, knowing his little slut could take it as hard as he could give it and love it.
 
It was at that moment that Christine was sent over the edge. Her body began to convulse, her legs quivered, her pussy began to pulse and clamp around his cock again signaling that she was about to cum.

"Ohgodohgodohgod!" She squealed, as she buried her face in his neck. She began to gush, covering his cock with her cum, some of it seeped out of her pussy and marked her sheets. Her squeal of pleasure was loud even though she had tried to bury it in his neck.

Finally, she released Brice and tried to calm her breathing inhaling deeply.
 
When her pussy squeezed his cock, he was about to lose it, when she squealed with her face on his neck, he couldn't hold it anymore, he started to cum hard and deep into her pussy filling her with his seed.

When she finished her release and let go of him he reached out and held her, his breath was ragged too and he held her tight against him, feeling her body pressed against his.

After they regained some of their breathing he slid his cock out of her pussy with an evil pleasure as their cum marked her sheets.
 
Brice finally pulled his cock out of her, but Christine just lay there on the bed. Her body ached and it hadn't ached in a looong time. It had been awhile. She groaned, tiredly as her eyes fluttered trying to fight off the sleep.

"Sleep..." she murmured as she curled into the pillow, knowing that she probably needed to clean off her bed now but that could wait til morning.

She didn't even notice the evil pleasureable look on Brice's face because she was so incredibly tired.
 
Brice smiled and watched her caressing her softly until she fell asleep, he wanted to stay and fuck her first thing in the morning, but he knew that by then Mary would probably be back from whoever decided to fuck her, and that leaving in the morning might cause alot of questions.

He wrote her a note.

"I thought it was best if I left, don't forget we made plans for saturday, I think they could be even more fun than what we did tonight. I'll drop by to pick you up. See you tomorrow mlfs."
 
The next morning, Christine woke up and stretched. Looking around, she frowned. That was probably the most oddest and most erotic dream she'd ever had. She laughed to herself. Did she really think she'd had sex with her brother? Really? She was in pain though and couldn't imagine why. When she climbed out of bed, she stumbled and nearly lost her balance.

She glanced to her right and noticed there was cum on her sheets as well. Her eyes widened and she shook her head. No, No, NO! She did not have the greatest sex of her life with her older brother. However, there was a note on the table that verified that she did.

Christine visibly paled as she crumbled up the note and managed to go to the bathroom and take a shower. Okay, she could handle this. It was no big deal. Her life would not end because she was fucking around with her brother. No one had to know. She silently told herself and she washed the remnants of dried cum off the lips of her pussy.

Besides, her brother was just an overprotective asshole like any other guy and within the next few days he'd be wrapped around her finger too. She could handle this. Christine smiled confidently to herself and then after bathing, she got dressed in a athletic pants and a red tank top. She had cheerleading practice so she couldn't wear short skirts, then stepped out of her dorm.
 
When Brice woke a smile came to his face, he would have never thought he would do something as awful as fucking his sister... yet it felt oddly liberating to do so, she liked it rough and so did her, and also it was like all of his protectiveness found an outlet, a purpose. Even more the hardon in his boxers showed that he couldn't wait to fuck her again.

He knew that she had practice, he wasn't going to show for that, he knew she wouldn't get swarmed during it and that she would be busy. So he slowly showered and got ready. Only going out to meet with her as she got out.
 
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