CHAPTER TEN
Tyler
Krissy working here is ridiculous. I don’t know what Troy was thinking, but he seems to have lost his fucking mind.
“She begged me, brother,” he said. “She begged me while my dick was in her cunt. I couldn’t say no.”
I sighed. Troy has never been able to think straight when there’s a beautiful woman involved. Unfortunately, Krissy was no exception despite the fact that number one, she’s our sister, and number two, she’s barely legal. And did I mention number one? That’s right, she’s our sister.
I was so fucking angry that our parents had forced us to take her in. I mean, two twenty-five year old horndogs shouldn’t be trusted to chaperone their eighteen year-old impressionable younger sister. What the fuck were our parents thinking? But I guess they figured six months wouldn’t hurt, and besides, we were siblings now right?
Except it’s been a fucking struggle. I usually fuck Anastasia on Mondays, Holly on Tuesdays, Michelle on Wednesdays … and all of this had come to an abrupt halt because of Krissy’s presence.
That’s right. Instead of fucking girls, I’m beating off in my shower every morning, my dick pulsing and throbbing before erupting into white trails on the glass enclosure. Fuck fuck fuck! Fuck my life!
And Troy had given in too. We’re alpha males who need regular sex, and without juicy pussy we go crazy. So Troy had picked up the most inappropriate of habits – he’d started fucking Krissy, our little sister, the very girl who was the root of our troubles.
I always say don’t shit where you eat, but fuck it. Troy had already broken the golden rule, and if we were in for a penny, we might as well be in for a pound.
I strode over to the coat check, knowing that business usually slowed around 11 pm. Most folks had already arrived for the night, and no one was leaving yet. I entered the coat check through a side door, a stealth entry covered with jackets.
I strode up behind our sister and without any warning, reached up and slammed the rolling window shut, the little girl jumping at my massive form.
“Tyler,” she said quickly. “I didn’t expect you.”
It’s not hard to tell us apart once you know us. Troy is the Romeo, always the bartender with the slick smile, flirting with girls, thinking with his dick. I’m more of a stealth guy, the bouncer in the back who watches. It doesn’t mean I don’t think with my dick, I just don’t lead with it.
Anyways, I was impressed that Krissy could tell us apart already. With a grim look, I began unbuttoning my shirt, revealing my muscular chest, the tattoos stark under the single bulb.
“What … what are you doing?” she stuttered, her hand flying to her mouth.
“Little girl, you’ve already ridden my dick … I think you know what I’m doing,” I growled. “Coat check is closed,” I said, just for emphasis.
She gasped, her cheeks coloring. But I could see her tits heaving underneath the tight fabric, the nipples already hard pebbles, looking like they could cut through glass. And fuck, she was beautiful. Luscious, her derriere juicy and plump with Double D jugs perfect for sucking.
“Get undressed,” I ground out.
“Here?” she asked. “Now?”
I nodded and waited, my hands on my hips. By now, I was down to my boxers, my erection tenting the fabric, and I couldn’t wait to have my little girl nude, wet and willing in my arms.
Slowly, she peeled off the dress, shimmying it over her hips before letting it drop to the ground. My eyes flew open. She was completely nude under the dress, no bra, no panties, no nothing. Oh fuck, our little girl was dirty. I squinted and could see that her pussy was already wet, the slightest bead of juice forming at her hood before sliding down to pearl at the vee of her thighs.
With a groan, I reached forward and stroked that pearl, bringing it to my lips for a taste. She was heavenly, the woman juice tangy and sweet on my tongue, viscous and musky at once. She moaned a bit, gyrating in her high heels, instinctively parting her thighs and inviting me for more.
“Please brother?” she asked with a beckoning smile, spreading her lips to show me those pink insides.
Like an animal, I bent to my knees and began devouring her cunt. It was hot, fresh and drenched, the taste of wet muff a fucking aphrodisiac. I flicked my tongue over her clit, vibrating the little nub and felt her cream immediately, juices flooding my mouth.
I lapped voraciously at that pretty pink cunny, getting in deep so that I could trail my tongue all the way from her anus to her clit, delving into her folds, running my digits over that hot flesh. But I wanted something different this time. Spinning her around, I pushed her down and spread her legs so that her cunny was on view. With a tantalizing lick, I trailed all the way up from her clit to her anus.
“Oh god, brother,” she moaned, her jugs full and luscious, dangling towards the ground. As I massaged them with my hands, I buried my face in her butt. I tasted that anus, and her dark star was one of the best I’ve ever had. Musky, sweet and sour at once, I forced my tongue against her rim, the tight little pucker resisting before parting slightly, letting me get just the tip in.
“Aieee!” she squealed, shivering as sensations running up her spine.
“Never gotten your butt licked before, little sis?” I rumbled. Trailing gentle fingers over her ass, I massaged a butt cheek, slapping it a bit so it flushed, and then rubbed it again, this time not so gently. With the barest of touches, I ran my finger up and down her crack, letting it brush over her anus, down to her vaginal opening, and then all the way down to her clit.
“Aieee!” she squealed again. I had her where I wanted and pushed my finger into her rectum. As if on cue, it popped open, accepting the penetration, letting me drill her a bit. Slowly, oh so slowly, I wormed it in before stirring it around in her butt, loosening her up for her first backdoor ride.
She must have realized what was about to happen because when I stood, she glanced at me over her shoulder, her face a mask of lust and apprehension.
“Brother, go slow okay?” she panted, her cheeks clutching reflexively.
“Of course, baby, I will,” I replied, wrapping my big hands around her waist. Slowly, I probed my dickhead against that juicy rump. Pre-cum trailed over her ass, dripping into her anus and I probed there again, pushing against her tiny hole.
It gave way without too much pressure and I found myself buried about an inch in her butt. She cried out, my massive size breaching that tiny body.
“Hold still, baby, it’ll feel good, I promise,” I breathed into her ear.
Reaching a hand below to flick her clit, I increased the pressure in my hips and with an audible pop, her sphincter snapped, letting me drill my dick deep into her rectum. Fuck it was hot in there. Dry, arid heat, like the desert, enveloped my cock, so tight that I could hardly move.
When I tried to pull out, we were literally stuck together, and I had to grab her by the hips and shove her forward while I pulled back just to un-stick us. This was going to be the hottest, tightest fuck ever.
So I drilled that ass like I’ve never drilled a girl before. It was rough, tight, and I pounded her like I was fucking Mike Tyson beating on an opponent. She cried out again and again, her breasts swaying below us, cream dripping from her pussy as I crammed my dick into her hole, scraping and thrusting like a fucking criminal. She came unexpectedly, even though I hadn’t touched her cunt.
“Tyler!” she screamed, her cries loud in the tiny room. “Fuuuuuck!”
And with a roar, I came in her butt, shooting my sperm up her GI tract. She clenched around me, her ass pulsing and twitching, making my pole deposit loads of cum, my balls draining themselves into her small body.
When we came to, she was trembling, a light sheen of sweat glazing her haunches, her skin golden and smooth in the dim light.
Dropping a kiss on her shoulder, I rocked my hips a bit more to tease her and said, “Little sister, you’re the best I’ve ever had.”