by Writing Shark
You are the bad guy
“Open your mouth,” you command, sounding almost cheerful. You’ve never had much luck in life but with the Mind Spear you’ve eliminated luck as a factor and if you want a blowjob then from now on you’ll never have to wait long. Or work for it.
And yet it’s a glorious sight to see Lily lean over, open her mouth and stick out her twitching tongue as she inhales anxiously and her eyes wander uncertainly back and forth between your face and the tip of your cock.
“Hurghhmmmpf” Your cock slides over her tongue and into her wet warm hole and you are secretly glad that Lily is a slut, you don’t really know what you are doing. You just push yourself into her and are aware that you are hurting her. You just wait, then Lily starts to move her head spasmodically back and forth with your cock in her mouth all on her own. Immediately the feeling you’ve always wanted to experience sets in while your sister spoils you with her mouth out of fear and desperation.
“Oh yeah… little bitch… that’s good…” For a few minutes, you just enjoy the feeling of a tight throat around your cock while Lily snorts under you like a horse. She’s excellent, only gagging sometimes and even using her tongue to polish your spear. “Little incest bitch” you laugh dirty as Lily fights on you. “That was your question, wasn’t it?” Her wet eyes look up at you pleadingly but you just grab the back of her head and push into her until you feel her quivering chin against your balls. You lay your head back and feel her struggling around you. “Why am I doing this to you? To my own sister?” Lily’s eyes twist as she slowly runs out of air and her whole body is straining but her hands are still stuck in her womb, one holding her labia apart, the other fingering her hole in frantic panic. She would rather choke on your cock than be shocked you realize and suppress a happy laugh. You’ve done it. Your sister is yours. With the flat of your hand, you push her head away and your sister falls back against her bed, panting wildly, snot and spit hanging ugly-beautifully from her chin.
“Th… Thank… you… Ethan…”
“Shut up” is all you say, “I’m having too much fun to smother you.” Then you grab her by the hair and pull her body back toward you. On her knees, she has to bend over to reach your cock and even when she has air in her system she opens her mouth and receives you in the same painfully humiliating way. And while you lazily pound in her mouth you explain to your big stepsister why it is the way it is. You know that only a villain reveals his plans and motivations to the hero, but you don’t have the slightest problem being the bad guy when the heroine of the story is currently fighting for air on your cock. “It’s not just that you’re a fucking pretty girl Lily. It’s that you’re just ugly on the inside. I would have wanted to hear a nice word from you, a supportive act or whatever would have shown me that you cared about me even in the slightest. Why didn’t that ever happen? I mean, I wasn’t being a meanie to you.” You pull Lily back by her hair, really wanting to know why the first third of your life sucked so much.
“Ethan I’m so sorry” Lily gasps as a strand of slime forms between her mouth and your cock. “I never wanted to…”
“You know what?” You grab her again and push her onto your cock, making her useful. “It doesn’t matter now, either. I just wanted someone I could trust to help me in life and be there for me. But you showed me that I don’t find that in girls. For me, there is no girl who is sweet and nice and submissive. So I had to make one for myself.”
“Hurgh… glack glack glack.” You enjoy the sound of her defeat and your victory and it soothes you, the feeling of a quivering blowjob and knowing you’re capable of bad things. It’s liberating.
“So why not start with the girl who has so much potential and yet chose to make my life so difficult?” You grab the back of your sister’s head and thrust forward with your hips until you’re all the way inside her again. Your arms ache, so strong you hold and use her as your personal little fleshlight. “You’ve been in charge for so long, never thinking about what it could be like on the other side, beneath you, in this family tailored for women.” Again you feel Lily struggle for breath. You have no idea how to manhandle a woman. But you don’t care. You’re not done yet so you hold your sister at your cock. “But now it’s my turn, Lily. I won. And I… fuck that’s good. Your throat tightens when you choke.”
You look down at your sister. There is nothing strong or sublime or beautiful about Lily anymore. Her eyes plead with pathetic fear as her hands follow your commands and she masturbates convulsively while bubbles burst from the corners of her mouth and nostrils and her lips tremble around your pumping cock. Her face is bright red and her cheeks wet with tears and sweat. Your sweaty hands let go of the back of her head… but Lily stays on your dick while her eyes slowly lose focus. So afraid is she of your revenge that she ruins her body for you. “Hey!” Again you push her off you, “I’m not done yet.”
This time Lily almost collapses and rolls onto her side while viscous saliva runs from her mouth. Then she bends over and gags and coughs for a minute while you jerk your wet cock with pleasure and watch her.
“Yes, Ethan…” Her voice is rough and pained and she looks at you out of cloudy eyes. “You’re in charge.” With an incredibly sublime feeling, you step up to her, help her, and hold her head.
“Tongue out and lick.” Then you place your stiff cock on her face and press your testicles to her mouth. Lily obeys here too and her hot rattling breath warms your body while you pat her head with your hand. Then you look between her legs. “Is my little cunt wet and willing yet?” Without hesitation, Lily lifts her hands past your dick and shows you her fingers between which cunt slime stretches.
“Good girl” you praise eagerly but Lily doesn’t seem happy. “That’s the way I like it. Lick my balls nice and clean and then you get to decide what I do with you. I could fuck you in the cunt” you muse as Lily holds your cock up, pressing her head in the neck and licking under your balls. “Or own your ass…” She doesn’t answer, then her fingers wrap around your ass and claw at you while her tongue slides along your cock. “What?” you ask, amazed. “Do you want more?” Her eyebrows twitch in shame and pain as she remembers her ordeal but then her eyes fix on you. Still out of breath, she leans forward and gives your tip a gentle kiss. You shrug your shoulders. “Whatever you want.” Your hands caress her cheek. Then you nod.
Shortly after, it’s Lily herself impaling herself on you, pumping your cock inside her. Her hair flies and she has to cough loudly, but she doesn’t stop fucking you with her mouth cunt.
After a few minutes, your hands have trouble holding her, so wet is her skin, the smell of sweat and cum is in the air, your legs finally soften.
“Lily I’m about to cum…” you moan lost in pleasure. You almost want to ask where she wants it but such a relationship you don’t have with your sister. You grab her face hard and painfully. Briefly she freezes, looking at you with puppy eyes. Then she screams for your cock while you fuck her skull incredibly hard and fast as if you were jerking off to a painfully good orgasm with your sister toy. “Fuck!” you press out and squeeze your sister as hard as you can one last time, squatting down, wrapping your arms around her head and emptying yourself inside her. For ten, twelve, thirteen shots you pump down her throat while your sister struggles for oxygen beneath you. Then you finish and pull back from her.
Her body just slumps back and sinks to the floor like a doll that has had its strings cut. Reflexively she gags and cum flies out of her mouth but her eyes just stare blankly straight ahead. Breathing heavily and more satisfied than ever before in your life, you approach her, take a strand of her sweaty and disheveled hair and wipe your cock with it.
“Good girl,” you say, lowering her hair and pulling on your pants. “Lick it clean.” Lily looks at your cock in your pants and holds out her hands but you nod downwards. “Don’t waste it.” She sniffles but then lets herself fall to the ground while your dick twitches to the sound of slurping. “Sleep tight. Same again tomorrow.” Then you leave her room.
Is good to be the bad guy.
Writing Shark 