Around the house and in their shared classes, she had even begun to find herself staring at Sean. And she did this all while secretly thinking about how hot it would be to watch him touching himself again. Or how it might feel to actually kiss him … and maybe touch him places she shouldn’t as well.
And as time went on, her dirty thoughts about Sean only got nastier. Soon, she had found herself wondering what it would feel like to give her own brother her virginity … or how it would be if she teased him so much that he forcefully took it from her instead.
And right before Paula’s party, she had found herself wondering what Sean would sound like if he tied her up and forcefully fucked her mouth. Would he even talk dirty to her and tell her things like, “suck your brother’s balls,” and, “swallow your brother’s fucking load”?
And she had also found herself pondering things like if riding her bound and gagged brother could make her squirt. Ivy liked to squirt, and she had been doing it every time she had thought about secretly messing around with Sean–even without any pornographic visual aids.
So, of course a drunk Ivy had jumped at the chance to come on to her own brother in rich-bitch Paula Quinn’s closet. And she still absolutely enjoys recalling every second of her and Sean’s sick and twisted little secret while they had been locked up inside there too.
… God, when her brother had finally responded to her advances, the chemistry between them had been liquid fire. Mostly to Ivy because Sean had tasted like the very essence of Adam and Eve’s apple. So sweet and delicious and absolutely forbidden. And if they hadn’t been timed, Ivy knows that she would have definitely whispered to her equally hot and horny brother, “Don’t you want to be your sister’s first?”
But they had only had 7 minutes and Sean had wasted most of them trying to push her away. Still, if Matt would have been even a minute later in banging on that door, their sinful foreplay would have made her cum hard and all over the both of them for sure.
Sadly, since then, no guy has been able to light Ivy’s fire quite the way her own brother had, either. And she had tried. Even going so far as having more than one guy into roleplay calling her ‘sister’ and ‘sis’ while she had fooled around with them between that time in Paula’s closet then and Matt’s house party now.
None of them had hit the spot. Not Darren Jenkins who had fingered her hard in his car while saying things like, “My sister’s so fucking wet. … Is it because she wants to suck the cum out of her brother’s hard dick?” and, “You’re mouth feels so fucking good. … Suck it, Sis. … God, I hope you’re thirsty. … Cause I’m about to feed you all of your brother’s hot fucking milk.”
And not even poor Scott she had just left upstairs. No. Even blonde and green eyed, he hadn’t been enough. And she had even let him eat her out (mostly so she only had to look at half of his face).
So, you see, unlike a shame-filled Sean, Ivy doesn’t want to just forget about what had happened and never bring it up again.
Nope. Getting that little taste of her brother in Paula’s closet had done nothing but make her seriously want Sean even more. And she wants to go a whole lot further this time, too. If Sean only knew all the fucked up and perverted things she has already imagined them doing to each other… And the lengths to which she would go now to make it happen too.
After all, she’s been waiting so long and she wants him so bad. Besides, she already has proof that a deep, dark part of Sean is messed up just like her too. It had taken a little bit, but he had finally kissed her back and even tried to dry-fuck her into Paula’s closet wall.
Making her way down Matt’s stairs, she deliciously shivers just thinking about it. And then a familiar flash catches her eye and she smiles.
I’m willing to do things you don’t even know you want yet, Ivy silently coos as she watches Sean and his stupid girlfriend heading out Matt’s front door. Oh, sweet brother, I’ll even let you put a baby in me. Now, how fucked up and hot would that be?
But Sean isn’t aware of any of this as he struggles to shoulder his drunk girlfriend to the parked car. Once they reach his dad’s ’76 Chevrolet Impala, he pours Ella into the passenger seat. When he’s finally done buckling her in, he slides into the driver’s seat just as someone else opens the door and slides into the back.
“I thought you came with Scott?” Sean accuses, after putting the keys in the ignition.
“I did,” Ivy rolls off, wearing a strapless, little black dress and matching heels. “And now I’m catching a ride with you.”
“Whatever,” Sean says, turning the key. “Gotta drop off Ella first.”
“That’s fine,” Ivy replies with a shrug. “Drive on, Jeeves.”
“I got your Jeeves,” Sean rolls off, irked, as he equally rolls the car away from the curb.
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“Stop staring at me. It gives me the creeps,” Sean irritably tells Ivy’s reflection in the rear-view mirror as he drives down highway 52.
“You and I both know that’s a lie,” Ivy knowingly replies, meaning their shared time in Paula’s closet.
It takes a second, but Sean finally catches on. And when he does, he vehemently hisses, “Shut up! I told you to never bring that up again!”
Thankfully, Sean sees that a drunk Ella hadn’t heard. She only begins to stir after his outburst. Stretching her eyes wide, she drunkenly peers at Sean with a lazy smile. Remembering her earlier words, she is next unbuckling her seatbelt and crawling closer to him on the bench seat.
They are still on highway 52 when a drunk and horny Ella unzips his pants. They cross the next mile marker when her mouth envelopes the head of his cock.
Oh … shit, Sean silently curses with welcomed surprise.
Even driving, Sean’s eyes close for a second from a deep stroke of Ella’s warm and wet mouth on his prick.
Fuck, Sean inwardly groans with a shiver. Feels so damn good.
Opening his eyes, he stares at the empty highway and then into the rear-view mirror to quickly check if there are any cars coming up behind. But Sean suddenly finds himself gazing at the amused smirk of his sister. Damn. He almost forgot that Ivy is even here.
Suddenly stuck between wanting to pull Ella off his throbbing pole and just wanting to ignore Ivy all together, Sean clenches his jaw. Well, he mostly does it from the hard suck his girlfriend gives his sensitive dick next. She’s nursing on just the head, like she’s a tired but hungry baby sucking on the nipple of a bottle. It makes his dick flare so brightly that his hips rise and his entire cock throbs in Ella’s mouth.