That night for the very first time, his sister came first. He managed it somehow. He fought off the perfection of her body long enough to satisfy the beautiful girl in front of him. But he wasn’t far behind. Halfway through her gigantic peak, she felt him start spurting his hot cum inside her. The timing couldn’t have been better, it nudged her climax higher, pushed it deeper inside her, made everything better.
She had to bite her own lip to keep from screaming out the joy she wanted to. Their mother wasn’t far away enough for her to risk yelling out at the top of her lungs.
They stayed still for a few moments until Richard eased himself out of her. He watched as she let herself fall flat onto her stomach on the sand. He stretched out on top of her to keep her warm against the cool evening air.
His erection never softened. She fidgeted slightly until it was trapped between her ass cheeks and she gave it a few tender squeezes with her taut buns.
She didn’t know how to say what she needed to. Not out loud anyway. And her brother was behind her so she couldn’t write it on his skin.
So with a shaky hand she reached out and wrote it out on the sand.
“There is no Chip.”
It took a moment for him to realize she’d written something. When he read it he went from confused to angry.
“Jesus Christ, Lizzie! What the fuck is the matter with you?!”
“I know. I know,” she started crying under him, “shhh.. please don’t wake Mom up. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I lied to both of you. Especially to you. I… I just got all wrapped up in wanting you. It was… it was the chase, Richard. Watching and wanting you.”
“Chasing me? Is that what this is all about?!” He was hurt now too. He was just another thing for her to win. Another trophy.
“No, not just… look I’m sorry. So incredibly, deeply sorry. You don’t deserve to be treated like I treated you. I don’t know if I can ever make this up to you,” she tentatively pressed her ass back against him to test and see if he was still hard in the crease there.
The steely shaft she felt gave her some small hope.
“Scooter, for the rest of our lives I will let you fuck me wherever, whenever, and however you want. I’m yours. To use as you please. Your little fucktoy. Call me anytime day or night and I’ll come to you. Or just show up on my door. Anything you ask.”
She started hunching up against him and he pressed down into her, humping into her asscrack.
“I’m serious, Scooter. My body will be my apology,” she murmured as she felt him steer his tip to her tiny back door.
She arched her ass up willingly, “Do you… do you want my ass now?”
“Yes,” he said through clenched teeth.
He pressed firmly and she held still as the stretching and the straining started. It was wrong and nasty and wonderful. Just the way she’d hoped.
“You can bring another girl with you if you want Scooter. I’ll let her watch while you fuck me in the ass. She’ll never have to take you that way. I’ll do it for her. You’ll never have to sodomize another woman again.”
He sank steadily into the impossibly tight ass his sister willingly offered. Her tiny rectum pulsed, greedily swallowing his shaft and his rage at the same time. He held himself still to let her relax. In the quiet, he could feel her little heart racing, hear her small quick breaths.
“Shhh,” he finally said softly, “no other girls, Lizzie.”
“Oh god, this is good,” she grunted with her face pressed sideways into the beach as he pulled out of her ass and pressed back in carefully. He started to ream her barely used backdoor. The firm sand beneath them didn’t give way at all as he drilled down into her. It meant her brother was reaching deeper than he’d ever been.
“I want your dick in my ass like this every day. I want you behind me, spreading my tiny cheeks and pressing inside me. I want to feel this full, this stuffed, with cock. Your cock. Fuck me, Scooter. Fuck my ass until I can’t walk tomorrow. I’ll curl up on the couch and remember this all day. We’ll get rid of Mom again for a few hours and you can fuck it more. Your cum will make it feel better. Then I’ll suck you hard and you can do my ass again. We’ll keep doing it until I can’t get you hard anymore.”
Her voice was husky now, “Please? Please tell me you like this too? Tell me you like fucking your little sister’s tiny asshole as much as it likes being stuffed by your wonderful cock. I’m sorry I lied.”
His sister’s insanely perverted talk, the tight, gripping heat of her rectum, the sleek adolescent body she submitted for his pleasure without reservation or complaint — it was too much.
He erupted, growling from his chest in a bestial way that he’d never experienced before. His orgasm came from somewhere deep, primal and basic. As his body unloaded into the little blonde teen beneath him that he’d known his entire life, it brought an incredible sense of satisfaction.
Lizzie was his now. In every way. He collapsed, dazed, on top of her.
As his head slowly cleared, he realized that she was masturbating beneath him, excited again by the near-merciless screwing he’d inflicted on her inexperienced hole.
He nipped gently at the back of her neck and started sawing his still mostly hard shaft in and out of her tender cum-slicked ass.
“Cum for me again, Lizzie? You can do it honey,” he coaxed.
“Muh,” she moaned weakly into the sand and jilled herself more quickly.
“I want to feel you cum with my cock in your ass for the first time. Brother’s come first right, Lizzie? Let me be the first one to feel it. The very first time your body admits how much it loves to be taken this way. Let me feel the squeezing. The clutching. The wrenching of your tiny ass on me. Do it, sis. Do it for me. Cum.”
While he urged her on, Richard drew a knee up beneath him and leaned onto it. It made just enough room for his hand to slide beneath him.
His sister was already panting raggedly as her orgasm hurdled towards her. His fingers found her vacant pussy that was dripping onto the sand. He slid his fingers up and down her lips then pressed two to her entrance, tighter now because her ass was straining around his shaft.
She gasped and arched her hips up eagerly though, craving the new touch. She mewled softly and her hand worked at her clit while his fingers gingerly sank inside her. She shuddered. It felt so much tighter with him buried in her ass. He worked his fingers in and out softly in time with his cock and Lizzie shuddered under him.
It was like nothing Lizzie had ever dreamed of much less felt. Her brother’s cock crammed inside her back there. Now his fingers up front too. Her little hand was flying back and forth across her clit. Even the way her body was pressed down into the cool sand. Its roughness made everything feel real. She wasn’t dreaming this.
The orgasm she’d first felt building when her brother was savaging her backdoor now swelled beyond rational proportion. What looked wonderful before now looked terrifying. Even brave little Lizzie knew that some waves are too big to ride.
“Scooter,” she said weakly. She needed him to stop for just a minute. Let her catch her breath. Reset and try again when she was calmer.
But the complicated words she needed wouldn’t come.
“… richie…” she managed dizzily. She couldn’t think. There wasn’t enough time now anyway. Not enough energy either. The undertow of the orgasm was sucking at her insides, dragging her down. Her vision narrowed to two tunnels.