A ride for a ride (open to one woman)

(Now closed for Hells_Fury)


Officially, Nathan has lived with his older sister ever since their parents died 2 years ago, but it’s actually been the other way round ever since, his sister is a lazy idiot would couldn’t keep a job to save her life, and hasn’t bothered trying to do so for a year, she lives with him. Nathan doesn’t mind too much, at 19 he’s managed to land a job as a fast food restaurant manager, shit job, but it pays the bills and keeps his sister, 6 years his senior, with enough money in her pocket to not have to even entertain the notion of working.

Lately Nathans been trying to get her to do more around the house, it started simple, she wanted some money, he made her wash the dishes, she wanted to have some friends over, she had to vacuum the floors. It worked well, at first she was annoyed at having to do anything, but as he gradually increased the amount she had to do for each thing she wanted, she slowly got used to it, and before long she was doing just over half the housework. Which is when a little hiccup occurred in his plans.

She realised she was doing over half and got angry, so, not wanting to screw up the system that had worked so well, Nathan distracted her with a gift, enough money to buy the concert tickets she and 2 of her friends had been eyeing for ages, he thought this would be the end of the problem, but no such luck. He was in his room, happy that he was going to be without her for a night, and preparing to have a little fun of his own, when there was a knock at his door, no big problem, probably just his sister coming to Say goodbye.

He quickly minimized everything on his computer and threw on a pair of pants that barely managed to hide his hard on, then quickly checked himself in the mirror. He was just under 5’9, he had always been small, he hated it, especially since his sister had always been taller, it was bad enough her being his older sister without it looking so obvious. His short hair was a dark brown, same with the light dusting of fuzz he had on his chin from not shaving in the morning, all in all he didn’t look to bad.

He opened the door, hoping this wouldn’t take long, but as soon as he saw her he knew that wasn’t going to be the case, he knew the look in her eyes, she had screwed up and needed his help to fix it. His listened as she explained her situation, she though the concert was an hour later than it actually was, the trains and busses weren’t able to get her there, all the taxi services in the area were booked up and to top it all off, she had her friends tickets with her as well. When she was done she looked down at him, trying to look all pouty and guilt him in to giving her a ride, fat chance.

“I don’t give a fuck” he said, his face remaining impassive “I wasted a lot of money on those tickets, so much so that I haven’t been able to go out or do anything ever since” his face started to show some signs of irritation “In fact, I was just about to settle in to a nice quiet night of masturbation because I can’t afford to go out and fuck around like you do!” the irritation had turned to anger and it burned as he stared daggers at her “I’ll give you a lift when I’m done, but unless you’re willing to strip off some of your hooker outfit and speed things up, you’re probably going to miss it” he finished and turned around, storming off to sit back at his computer.


(Looking for one woman to play the older sister, who will slowly start trading sexual favours for things from her brother. It’ll start slow at first, like a hand job with her top off for the ride to the concert, but over time the prices will keep rising, and she’ll have to do more and weirder things for just the privilege to live under his roof.)

Mary

Mary stood there. Her brother disgusted her, sure he could bitch about the money but if she had not taken him in, in the first place he would not be here now anyways. Shaking her head she walked out of his room. Shit she thought to herself she had to get to the damn concert.

Pacing up and down the hall she weighed her options. Sure she could bend to his will but he was a sick little son of a bitch and she was not sure if she was really all that willing to demean herself to that level. Then again what could it hurt if she could simply use her hand.

Walking back into his room with out knocking this time she looked down to him. Taking a seat next to him on the floor she looked up to him slowly, unzipping the top of the so called shirt that she had on...

"What if it was my hand instead of yours?"

She asked hims softly as she sat there staring up to him licking her lips.

He hadn’t actually expected her to agree to it, so when he heard her walking back in he quickly hid his cock back under his pants, thinking she was going to try bargaining with him, but instead she kneeled down in front of him and offered her hand to use instead of his… for a moment he didn’t know how to reply, but he quickly took advantage of the situation.

“It still might not be fast enough” he said, starting to imagine his sister in a way he never had before “if you lose your top and bra though…” he grinned and pulled himself out of his pants, he may not get much chance to use it, but it was big, 7 inches and only half hard so far “then I think I might finish up in time”

Mary

Licking her lips she grinned unzipping her top she slid it off. Unhooking her bra from behind her self let her breast bounce freely. Getting up onto her knees she leaned across his legs. Licking her fingers she wrapped them around his member and began to stroking him up and down. Her other hand massaged his inner thigh before she finally began to massage his balls. Her eyes stayed on his as she did.

She could not believe she had lowered herself to this. To do this to him. It astounded her. Sure she needed the ride but damn. It was to late to turn back now and if it go her there then hey. She would let it go and forget that this ever happened between the two of them.

She was good, best handjob he had ever gotten, better than most of the other things he had gotten in his life, but she was his sister, and through all the pleasure he felt, he couldn’t shake the feeling that what they were doing was wrong, the guilt was so bad that it almost ruined the experience for him.

Her eyes were what kept it going though, she may have been his flesh and blood sister, but those eyes were the most irresistible thing he had ever seen, and before he knew it, a place for her had formed in his mind as the hottest woman he had ever seen, he wanted to feel every inch of her, to love her, hold her, to see how far she could bend without breaking… and he would doo all of it, he just needed to do it right.

“Almost there” he said in a horse voice, his eyes still gazing in to hers, and after a few moments of heavy breathing, he came. Nathan had always been a heavy cummer, but tonight was something else, he didn’t know if it was because it was her, or if it was because he hadn’t cum in a while, but he could feel what seemed like a new personal record welling up inside of him, all ready to erupt and paint his beautiful sister like a canvas.

Mary

Mary continued to work him. She wanted to make him cum. She wasn't sure why but she did. Her hands continued to do what they had been doing as she stared at him in the eyes. Licking her lips she blew a long slow breath out allowing it to coat his cock as she did.

The feel of her warm breath, cold in comparison to his own hot, throbbing member, was heavenly, and as it enveloped him he couldn’t hold out any longer, he came. Thick, gooey ropes of cum shot out at her, the first splashed across her face, as did the second, but as the pressure died they hit lower and lower, three more thick ropes painted her skin, the last one hitting as low as her navel, then the last few drops simply didn’t have the force and oozed down his shaft.

Mary

Mary waited until he finished standing up she walked out of the room and straight to the bathroom. Cleaning herself up she smiled. Shaking her head she walked back into his room having forgotten her bra and shirt. Grabbing both articles she pulled them on. Zipping the shirt back up she smiled softly. standing up she looked down at him.

"Alright we ready now?"

She asked, never having checked the time or knowing how much longer she honestly had before the concert actually started.

Nathan had stayed where he was when she left, taking a moment to recover before getting up to clean off his cock with a tissue. Her hands had been the best thing he had ever felt, and the look of her when she was covered with his spunk… he was getting hard again just thinking about it. He shook his head to get rid of the mental image and wrestled himself back in to his pants, his half hard cock making a bit of an outline in the material.

And then she walked back in, still naked from the waist up, and in a second he was hard as a rock again.

“Yeah” he managed to get out as he looked as his watch, trying not to draw attention to his erection “If we leave now we should have five minutes to spare.” He finished, grabbing a coat as he headed out the door of his room.

Mary

Mary ignored the fact that he was hard again, already... She also ignored the fact that she was even more turned on now then she had been in such a long time. The thing was she had to get to the concert she had to get these tickets to Rick and Roy. If she didn't she knew what she was facing. Swallowing hard she left the room.

In all they were the reason she could not hold a job, they were the reason now she couldn't even get a job. Of course they had mommy and daddy's money to play with. Rick's dad being the mayor of the town and Roy's parents working well she didn't know where exactly. She did know that they had power, all of them.

They had already made her life a living hell when she tried turning them in for rape, and all the things she caught them doing, or that they did to her. Of course she failed and now she was fucked. No college in the area would accept her, and if she did get a job, they always found a reason to fire her. Shaking the thoughts she headed out.

A whole new look on her face now as she realized her brother was about to drop her off. God she felt like a child. Walking out to the car she got in, but didn't say a word to him. Her head turned toward her window as she stared out of it. Rick had picked out her outfit tonight and her brother was right when he said something about her looking like a whore. A single tear ran down her cheek before she was able to stop herself.

Taking in a deep breath she counted, counted her breaths, her heart beats. Whatever she had to, to calm down. Sitting there she let her thoughts take her back again. This was the first time in four years she would be alone with these two.

Nathan noticed the tear fall down her cheek as he started the car, she had turned away, but he could just make out her reflection in the window, she seemed off, and for a second he didn’t know why. Then he made the obvious connection to what had just happened between them, he could understand her being put off by it, but it was her own fault, she had abused Nathans charity for too long, and now she was starting to pay for it.

He cast the thoughts from his mind and they drove in silence, making good time, enough that he had time to take a slight detour by the train station closest to the concert. He slowed slightly as they passed it, at least that part of her story checked out, the station was closed, meaning she would either need cab fare home or a ride, and as much as he hated having to go pick her up later, he wasn’t going to fork out the ridiculous cab fare… well he would just have to make her pay a fare for the ride back then.

“You’re going to need a ride back” he said, breaking the silence as the crowd of people attending the concert came in to view “I’ll be here when it finishes, don’t keep me waiting” he ended as they pulled up outside the crowd.

Mary

Rolling her eyes she looked at him. She felt so ridiculous. Taking a deep breath she forced a smile. It seemed she had men in every aspect of her life controlling her.

"I wont be late Nathan... If I am, call my cell."

She said to him. Which was out of place for her to say. Usually she was not so willing to bend to his will, but tonight called for it. She knew if these two were not happy with her the actions that would be taken on her.

Getting out of the car she said her goodbye to her brother. Stopping on the curb she looked around for the guys. Spotting them she took a deep breath to try and calm down. Walking over to them she handed them their tickets.

"There are we even now?"

She said to the both of them. She felt the pain shoot down her neck from her face. Her eyes popped staring at Rick. No one else seemed to notice their exchange.

"You know better then to be late. You gave us a time and you were not here at that time. You still owe us. You know this Mary."

His words were cold as he spoke them to her. She tried to keep the tears inside at least until she made it back home. This was her hell, she knew it and anybody who honestly took five minutes to get to know her knew it as well.

Rick grabbed her by the back of her neck and Roy grabbed her arm leading her inside to the concert.

“Oh I will” Nathan replied before driving off, part of him wanted her to be late, so he could make it all the worse for her when she got home. Oh he was going to have so much fun with her from now on, that perfectly sculpted body of hers would soon be his.

The time spent waiting at home was tortuously slow, the entire time he couldn’t get the thoughts of her out of his head, the memory of how her hands felt wrapped around him… it was hell, he considered going back to his old plan and jacking off for a while, but he decided to save it all up for Mary, so he would really have something to look forward to later.

Eventually the time came and he set off, practically speeding in an attempt to get there as soon as he could, all his plans for her racing through his mind and driving him crazy. As he pulled up to the same place he had dropped her off, he saw people starting to wander out of the building in droves “good” he muttered to himself “tonight is going to be fun.”

Mary

Walking out of the concert hall Rick had his hand on her neck and Roy was holding her arm. Looking between them she smiled sweetly.

"Guys I have to go."

She knew better to say thin when they were alone together, but now they were in public and it would be harder for them to do anything. After they both gave her a death grip they let her go and shoved her away.

Walking over to the car she fixed her hair in a way to hide the bruises the now resided on her skin. Sliding into the car she smiled softly

"Thanks"

Was all she said before she went back to just staring out the window the same she had done when he drove her here.

He didn’t have to wait too long, only about 8 minutes past when she said she would be there, but that was enough for him to come down on her as far as he was concerned. He glanced in her direction as she got in to the car, something looked different about her still, oh well, wasn’t going to stop him from getting some repayment for having to come and pick her up.

“You took your time” he said irritably “I’ve been waiting out here for 15 minutes” he neglected to mention he had been there early, which wasn’t really her fault “you’re going to have to pay me for that as well” he finished as the car started to pull away.

Mary

Letting her head rest on the window she sighed. She was in no mood to argue with him or debate anything with him at the moment. Glancing over to him she shrugged.

"What another hand job dear dear brother..."

She said to him in a nonchalant tone of voice as she sat there. Her eyes staring out the window watching the other cars. Not realizing that her hair fell behind her back and the bruise that wrapped around her neck was revealed to her brother as she sat there lost in her own place, her own thoughts. Where things were ok again.

He was about to snap back at her, scold her for being so flippant with him, but it died in his throat as he saw the bruising on her neck, that hadn’t been there earlier “Maybe…” he mumbled, turning back to the road before he did something stupid like crash. Not even a minute later he pulled over to the side of the road and parked without a word.

“What’s wrong with your neck” he asked, turning to look at her properly, his eyes showing a hint of honest brotherly concern, but that was mostly covered by the same stern and unwavering look he had before.

Looking at her brother she took a deep breath and bit her lip. She couldn't tell him the truth, she knew what would happen if he found out about them. Sitting there she chewed on her lip for a few minutes.

"Don't worry about it, I will be fine."

She said to him simply. It wasn't the entire truth but it was not a lie either. She did not want to lie to her brother but she did not want him to know either.

His knuckles were turning white on the steering wheel as she waited before answering the question “I didn’t ask if you would be fine” he said, the anger building in his voice, just like when she had come to his door begging for a ride “I asked what happened to you, now tell me!”

Looking over to him with an attitude she shook her head.

"Things just got a little rough thats all."

She said to him simply before looking away and back out the window.

Things Just got a little rough? That wasn’t the answer he wanted, but he was done giving her chances to come clean on her own, so he didn’t respond this time, instead just holding his anger inwards as he turned back in to the street with his knuckles white on the wheel, and anger inspired thoughts of what he was going to do to her when they got home rushing though his mind.

The drive was wordless from then on, neither of them breaking the tense silence that had fallen over them, and before long they were home, Nathan quickly storming out of the car, only pausing for a second to lock the car once she was out, then stomped to the front door and let himself in. But once he was through the door he stopped and turned to his sister, blocking her way past him.

“Time to pay up or find somewhere else to sleep” he said in a restrained voice, a fury hiding just beneath the surface “Now strip, you won’t be needing your clothes.”

Standing there looking at him anger written across her face her eyes dropped to the floor. Nodding her head she did as was told. She hated this, if it wasn't her so called friends abusing her it was now her lovely brother. Sliding her shirt off slowly more bruises showed around her ribs as she did. Sucking her breath in as a sharp pain hit her with her movements. Finally she worked off her pants and stood there in front of him. Completely naked and at his mercy now. The marks on her body showing clear as day now and the names of her lovely friends burned across her thighs. There was no more secrets left, and nothing she could hide.

A look of disgust crossed Nathans face as she stripped down in front of him, not because she was ugly, far from it, she was beautiful, and not because she was his sister, they were far beyond that. He was disgusted with her, that she would let someone do the things that had been done to her, she was his sister, for anyone to lay a finger on her was an outrage, it was his job to stop that kind of thing.

“Get inside” he growled after a second of leaving her out in the cold of the night “and bring in those things you called clothes” he finished as he stepped out of her way so she could obey, closing the door behind her “go put your clothes away, then kneel by the foot of my bed and wait, I’ll be up shortly, first I have something to do.”

Doing as she had been told she went to the kitchen and threw out the clothes she had worn that night. Never wanting to see them again, and never wanting to have to remember what happened that night.

Going into his room she did again as she had been instructed, kneeling at the end of the bed she laid her head against it. Her arms wrapping around herself as she did. Waiting there for him she sighed heavily.

He didn’t take long to do whatever it was he had to do, because she only had a few minutes to rest before he was standing in the doorway, a steadily growing erection showing through his pants. After just staring at her from the doorway for a second he walked up in front of her, his now bulging erecting right in front of her eyes and barely hidden by his jeans.

“Take it out and get to work” he ordered, not bothering to elaborate upon what he wanted her to do, she would figure it out “it’s about time you and I set a few things straight.”