If You Only Knew

[EklectikChik]

“Friend zone?!” She gasped, trying to twist her upper body, “You're practically dry humping my ass!” She shot back, all the while desire pooled low in her belly and made her ache.

Trying to move her legs, she attempted to lift and kick back, but he was faster, kicking her legs apart until they were spread and she was forced to push onto tip toes to keep the counter from digging into her hips. It made her legs burn slightly. With a groan, she puffed out a frustrated breath and tugged at her wrists, her cheek pressed to the cool counter top.

“James please.” She half whined and half giggle out of sheer frustration and nerves. “Let me go.”

 

[TheGrind]

Fucking with her was a love he could never let go. But her claim of him ‘dry humping her ass’ made no impact on his reaction. His hand pressed hard against her wrists, sure to keep her in position as his hips kept hers in check and rough against the counter. Nothing was going to keep her up except some of her toe tipping or his cock in her ass.

“Let me go?” he questioned her. “That doesn’t quite sound like a moan. At least not one that my ‘easy lays’ or friends claim.” James reaffirmed the pressure on all her points before adding, “You turned off my television. Now you’re going to have to pay for it.”

Then he leaned his lips next to her ear saying with a smirk, “And I don’t accept cash, checks, credit, or debit.”

 

[EklectikChik]

Her eyes widened and a shiver ran straight down her spine, making her shudder involuntarily. A hot flash of desire flooding her body. “Seriously, it's not funny.” She protested weakly, but it fell on deaf ears as he pushed his hips against her bottom, grinding his thick hardness against her tight bottom.

His breath fanned against her ear and her body practically melted against the counter, his voice slightly huskier than it had been previously making her clench inside. While panic still made her nerves flutter, feeling vulnerable and helpless, she remembered those hands doing other things to her the night before. His mouth hot on her skin, his cock deep within her more than willing body.

Before she could help herself, a small moan escaped her lips, just before her eyes watered with tears and her throat tightened, emotions welling up as she tried to fight off the feelings she knew had to be terribly wrong.

 

[TheGrind]

“Seriously, I’m sure it isn’t,” he mocked her as he shoved his hips harsher against hers. The grips around her wrists only seemed to grow as more pressure was applied now that he knew she was cornered to her little hole. Any proclamations she had about regrets or do-overs were now lost on deaf ears as he held her still.

“Just a few little moans and all this will be over,” he continued his teasing as he held his strength and body strong against her. James knew he was treating her no more than a dog but she had to be taught. And they did learn, sometime reluctantly, when tapping them upon the nose. If her hips and wrists were way the way to teach her then she was going to learn. Or if not learn, at least give in to what he wanted.

In the meantime James applied more pressure, holding her still as he manhandled her within his own kitchen. In spite of all her calls she hadn’t asked to leave. He knew that call would mean that he’d gone too far but they hadn’t reached that point yet as he held her strong, against her will, and against his body.

 

[EklectikChik]

It was ludicrous. She couldn't believe he was doing this and then again, she couldn't believe they had ended up in bed together...with only one of them remembering.

Forcing herself to swallow down the lump that had formed, her breath quivered out. The pressure against her wrists began to ache. Deciding it was best to play along, she pressed shifting her head and pressed her forehead to the counter. A few little moans...that's all he wanted.

She concentrated on the feel of him nestled against her ass, trying to relax and as he shifted forward and bumped against her rounded bottom again, she pressed back and let out a soft moan that sounded reasonably like one of pleasure.

 

[TheGrind]

“You’re going to need a little help, aren’t you,” James spoke down to her. “Lucky for you, you have a brother whose willing to help you repay your debts. Even if that debt is moaning for your brother.”

He laughed at his last comment but he couldn’t help it. To him it was all a game even if it were a little sexual. She was his sister and if he couldn’t have fun with her then who could he have fun with? Then began a steady dry humping through their clothes as his cock grew noticeably with ever thrust, its length making itself more than apparent against her clothed ass. But it didn’t go nearly far enough.

James leaned his head over her shoulder as his hips bumped against hers until his tongue licked against her ear. It slid down to her lobe where he bit strong yet refused to draw blood as he gently pulled against her. Secure in the knowledge that she wouldn’t be able to run anywhere, or at least anywhere far while his body had hers pinned, James released his grip on one of her wrists. Up along her arm his hand traveled until he found her left tit. Again, through her clothes, he cupped it against her chest as he continue to safely ride her from behind.

“Come on, sis,” James teased, briefly releasing her ear. “I’m missing quality pay per view porn. You’re going to have to make up for it.”

 

[EklectikChik]

“I did already!” She protested as he began to move against her, dry humping her bottom until she was sure that she was feeling something she'd already experience once before grow. A shot of desire ran the length of her body at the fact that he was getting excited by touching her and a loud gasp filled the small kitchen as he reached down and around, cupping a breast.

Guilt and shame mingled with the hot ache between her legs and tingle of her body was almost overwhelming as his tongue flicked her ear lobe and drew out not a moan, but a soft breathless mewl. “James, please...”

The supposed protest sounded more like a purr as her body pushed back to grind against his hips as he rubbed his hard length against her firm bottom. His hot breath against her neck and ear was driving her steadily crazier by the minute. Shivers of delight raced down her spine and her nipples hardened painfully inside the thin lining of her bra.

 

[TheGrind]

“That doesn’t sound like a moan to me,” James judged as he massaged her breast with his free hand. “You’re holding back on me, little sis.” Teasing was already in his nature but with her fighting with him, it seemed to only urge him on further. And there wasn’t a stop sign in front of him.

His cock hardened as he press against her, letting her ass do for him what the porn couldn’t. There was something quiet different between flesh and film. And he felt that difference as his left hand left her breast only to slide underneath the hem of her shirt. Now with nothing to stop him aside from the thin bra, he reached up and peeled the bra down enough so it’d reveal her breast to him. Although he couldn’t see a thing his hand did more than enough to fill in the void.

James grabbed her tit again without the barrier of clothing and held tight to her. There were no other words he needed to say. She knew what he wanted and he wasn’t going to stop until he heard what he demanded.

His lips pulled away from her ear, moving now to the side of her neck where he gently suckled her skin, tasting her flesh.

 

[EklectikChik]

Mandy whimpered as his hand palmed her bare breast, then gasped again as her hardened nipple brushed his palm. The way his mouth grazed her skin, sucking and kissing until she leaned her head just so as to give him better access.

She couldn't stop her hips from moving, bumping back against his hips and then grinding against the counter, trying to ease the growing ache he as creating. Her panties clung to her pussy and her insides clenched, needing him to play with other parts of her that were in desperate need.

Doing a slow roll of her hips, she pressed her mound to the edge of the counter and let out a low sexy moan, his name slipping from her lips. He had to have known about their shared night. He had to be fucking with her, she decided. This wasn't right and yet she yearned for him to do what no brother should ever think of doing.

His breath hit the nape of her neck and her back arched, another sexy little purr escaping as she squirmed under the firm pressure of his body.

 

[TheGrind]

James couldn’t help but play with his sister. It was a game he had to win. She did turn off the television and getting her to moan out, whether she wanted to or not, was going to be his own victory. But that wasn’t to say he wasn’t enjoying the feel of her body against him.

Briefly he toyed with her nipple, feeling her smooth breast against his skin. Then he withdrew it, his fingers grazing gently over her bare nipple until the next thing it came in contact with was the shirt she wore. But he wasn’t quiet finished adventuring yet. He had heard her moan and he had heard his name but he was sure there were at least a few more pleading sounds he was now missing from his muted speakers.

Even as her hips rolled and her body moved what little it could, his hand stayed close against her skin. Sliding down the length of her body it stopped when it reached the button on her pants. As his hips moved easily with hers, his fingers worked their way to release the tension and release the button. Then two fingers reached down and grabbed the zipper, pulling it down slowly until it couldn’t give anymore.

“I’m sure you can do better than that,” he teased her, his lips still against her neck.

 

[EklectikChik]

His words broke through the haze of passion for a moment and Mandy blinked, realizing that things were about to truly get out of hand. That sweet ache was maddening, but as her zipper was drawn down and his hand came dangerously close to territory he'd already explored the night before, she jerked. Shifting, she twisted her upper body and reached back, trying to grasp his wandering hand.

"James, wait...no..." She knew his strength was no match for her own. Had lost many wrestling and tickling matches through the years...not that it had ever stopped her from trying, but still. He had the upper hand. Not thinking clearly, she frantically tried to get through to him all the while her thighs squeezed together and her ass seemed to move against him as if it had a mind of its own.

Her slender fingers clung to his wrist as she tried to hold onto the last thread of control she had. Because deep down she knew if he continued, she'd be lost and begging for another kind of release.

Closing her eyes briefly, she drew in a breath and swallowed hard. "We can't do this again..."

 

[TheGrind]

James was going to let her go since it was just a game but she was so damned resistant. All she had to do was go a little further but she didn’t comply. She had to know that he wanted to win, had to win their little game. No matter what results that may come from it.

He laughed at her last attempt to break free, “Say whatever you like but I’m not going to stop until you give me what I want.” But what he wanted was nothing more than a little simulation to embarrass his sister however their close contact was every bit as real as it could possibly be. As he ass grind against his crotch, he instinctively returned the favor finding some gratification while holding her in her troubled position.

“Just remember,” he spoke as his hand briefly broke away from the zipper on her jeans. “You forced my hand.” Then he placed his hand against her bare panties, his fingers pressing, massaging against her pussy through the thin fabric. It had gone to a place he hadn’t anticipated but he wasn’t about to give in now.

 

[EklectikChik]

Mandy gasped loudly as his fingers made contact with her pussy through the thin material of her panties. Next came a soft sexy whimper, followed by a moan as he pressed against her clit.

Her body, already humming and aching to be satisfied jolted. She worked her hips, her grip slipping as pleasure grew, making her throb. "Oh fuck..." She breathed again, her free hand smacking the counter. "Oh please, James...no..."

Her plea fell on deaf ears and her body didn't seem to care that he was her brother. Instead, she felt the first ripples of an orgasm shimmer, making her insides clench and thighs quiver. "James..." She moaned out, straining as her body tightened, her panties becoming embarrassingly wet. "James...please...oooh fuck."

She was so close, but not quite there...teetering on the edge of pure white hot pleasure...

 

[TheGrind]

James couldn’t help but laugh at his sister’s condition. While he was taking in some of the pleasure of the flesh he wasn’t getting nearly as much as she was receiving. And it made that moment all the more gratifying to him as she struggled with her composure. Mandy had refused to pretend earlier. Now that he was able to see the struggles she was going through, James decided he didn’t want to play pretend anymore. He wanted to utterly humiliate her. To teach her a lesson. To do as she was told.

“It would’ve been so much easier for you if you had done this sooner,” James teased her as his fingers continued doing the same. As he felt how damp her panties were becoming, he only moved faster, applying more attention to her clit. But more had to be done.

Instantly his fingers disappeared from her panties only to make their presence felt a second time moments later when his hand came between her panties and her flesh. His hand slid down until it discovered her naked pussy and his middle finger passed along her slit in two long, slow strokes. At the end of the second stroke his finger dipped inside her, gently pumping her to get what he most desired. Her humiliation.

 

[EklectikChik]

Mandy whined softly as he hand moved away, her mind whirling, but finding it hard to struggle anymore. No, she needed the release and soon. When he pulled away, she almost sagged against the counter, but it soon returned, this time dipping down between her panties and flesh until his fingers toyed with her smooth bare slit.

She tried to capture his hand between her thighs and hold him there, but he continued to slip his fingers up and down her slit, swirling over her clit and then down again to dip into her tight slick cunt.

Her breaths shuddered out, moans and mewls filling the small kitchen as Mandy gave in. Embarrassment and shame went out the window as her actively began to hump his hand while grinding back against his crotch. It felt so damn good...so intense. She knew it was wrong, but it made it all the more sweet. "Don't stop...oh fuck James, don't stop!"

 

[TheGrind]

James held his hips strong against hers, refraining from moving against her. When all was said and done he wanted to tell her that she was the one humping him, his crotch, his hand in a desperation of need. It had all happened so quickly and there was no stopping it now. From a simple game to her refusal to play along, it was now something he had to do. It was a point he had to make even if it was lost on him now.

His index finger joined the middle as he slid with hastening speed in and out of her pussy, meeting her every thrust with an eagerness to hurry her embarrassment. As the torture of his sister continued he returned his tongue against her ear, running his saliva against her ear. Then once again his teeth clamped down on the lobe of her ear, pulling against it.

He was able to hold himself there, in that spot as his fingers worked against her, working to derail any morality she had hidden away in the back of her mind. Whatever would come from this moment he hadn’t considered and in that time he no longer seemed to care. There was only one goal he could see and the rhythm of his hand pumped her furiously to make that happen.

 

[EklectikChik]

A soft sob escaped her lips as his teeth nipped at her ear lobe, his breath hot on her skin. It was her undoing as his fingers continued to stimulate her and she shamelessly used the digits to get herself off.

Her body tensed and shuddered as she came, a sweet cry of surrendering drowning out any other sounds as she writhed under his body, struggling to breath as her cunt hungrily grasped, trying to milk his fingers as it coated him with wetness.

When at least the pleasure ebbed, she lay against the counter panting, her eyes closed and body limp and twitchy and still pinned between the hardness of the counter top and his firm body. She'd asked for it...had wanted it. All night had been unable to stop thinking about how the night before had felt. So good he'd made her cum...how perfect it had been even as drunk as both of them were. And now here she was again, with her clothes still on and her brother's hand in her pants...she'd cum. Like a greedy little slut, she'd let him take control and then used him as well.

 

[TheGrind]

“Yeah, something like that,” James spoke as he felt her release. “Now don’t go getting all weird on me, okay? It was just a game.” He smiled behind her as his fingers flicked against her pussy one last time before leaving her body for good. As he withdrew he wiped her slick wetness on the pants she wore as he turned to retrieve his bottle of beer, leaving her alone and bent over the counter where he had forced her.

After he took a drink he pulled the bottle from his lips, “Damn sis, who knew you were this little slut who’d be able to get off on anyone, even when knowing its her own brother. You certainly didn’t fight too hard. Now come back in the front room so we can finish watching the movie.”

And there he went, leaving the kitchen as though nothing more than an innocent game had been played. Upon returning to the room he made sure the television was on and hit the play button once more, bringing the visual and sounds of two actors, assumed siblings, fucking onscreen.

 

[EklectikChik]

She continued to lay against the counter a moment, blinking and trying to gain her bearings. His words filtered through her mind and made her flush, tears shimmering in her eyes as she pulled herself up and turned away from him. Grasping her pants, she adjusted them and fastened herself back up.

His words stung...she'd never been a little slut who got off on anyone. She'd never ever cum that hard before. The feeling was overwhelming and brought a rush of pent up emotions to the surface that she wasn't accustomed too. Her hands shook as she pushed her hair back and swiped at stray tears that shimmered down her cheeks.

From the living room, she heard the porn start back up. How could he call what he'd just done a game?! With nothing to say and more than a little confused, she moved to his bathroom and washed her hands, cleaning herself up a little. Gazing at herself in the mirror, she slowly shook her head. She needed to go, but strangely enough, wanted to stay.

Returning to the living room, she slowly sat on her end of the couch, avoiding his gaze as she fastened her eyes on the picture in front of them.

 

[TheGrind]

After what had just happened James figured she’d run out and leave. Not only had she just cum around her brother’s fingers but she also lost. By the time she returned to the living room James had turned up the volume on the porn just a little, enough so she would be able to hear it all the way down the hall. If she had only played along…

“So,” James began after she sat down, “Is that the first time you’ve ever cum for a family member, or is this your first time?” A wry smile grew across his face as he questioned her, his body half turned to face her while still providing lip service to the television and the noise it was providing in the background.

Then he laughed slightly, antagonizing her with his words, “Don’t make me bend you over that counter again.”

 

[EklectikChik]

Mandy stiffened at his words and clenched a fist. What sort of game was he playing here? Usually she could count on James NOT to fuck around and be straight with her, but this evening had everything turning upside down. He had to remember! He had to be messing with her, trying to push her buttons, but for the life of her she couldn't imagine why he would be doing that. He wasn't so cruel...They had always teased and pushed each other's buttons, but this seemed excessive.

Clearing her throat lightly, she swallowed and then turned her gaze on him, a spark of anger clearly visible. “You should know. You KNOW it's not the first time. Why are you being such a dick about it!?” Her voice broke as she saw some confusion come across his handsome face. “This isn't a game!” She huffed, edging towards the edge of her seat and then pushing herself off, ready to get the hell out of there. “This...this is too much! You can't just fuck me one night, force me to the cum the next and then act like everything is normal.”

Tugging at the edge of his shirt, she tossed her hair over her shoulder and showed off the hickey where the makeup had faded. “You even left a mark. SEVERAL marks.” She stated, her shoulders sagging a little as she shook her head. “I gotta go. I can't think straight anymore.”

 

[TheGrind]

James sat bemused as he watched his sister rattle off some tale, trying to tie in whatever had happened to her the night before into their world. He wove it off nothing as she showed him a mark she claimed was his. It was nothing more than her being embarrassed by what had happened between them, by losing the minor event that had happened. As she ended he couldn’t help but smile at her attempt to color the event of the previous night into his mind. But it was too far off to be true. It was nothing more than a Freudian slip.

Before getting up to stand James finished off his drink, setting it aside on the floor next to the edge of the couch. In his mind it was still a mindfuck, something he’d committed to after he bent her over the kitchen counter and continued drinking as though nothing had changed between them.

“Look, you can stay here. You have to. You’re wearing my shirt,” he jostled her gently. Then he continued in a serious enough tone but in his mind he was anything but, “So, you wanted to fuck?”

 

[EklectikChik]

"W-what?" She couldn't believe his question. Her mind flashed back to their time together. She'd wanted him...the thought shocked and shamed her and thrilled her to the core at the same time. A small frown pleated her brow as she gazed back at him. "We were drunk..."

After a moment of silence, she let out an irritated sigh. "You don't believe me, do you? Either you're really good at pulling my leg or you don't remember anything. I'm not sure which is worse."

His eyes gave away nothing as she rambled on. God she wanted to punch him. "This isn't a game, James. Do you or do you not remember last night?"



OOC: Sorry for the delays! Personal issues have gotten in the way of my online time.

 

[TheGrind]

James decided that she wasn’t telling him the truth. It might’ve been a truth she dreamed of during her drunken night but it wasn’t real. Besides, she was only trying to get back at him for making her bend over in the kitchen. The fresh wound covered in loss wouldn’t be forgiven so easily.

Deciding that she was still playing the game he spoke, “You didn’t answer. So you wanted to fuck?” he repeated easily, teasing her, testing her. James was feeling a little light but he was nowhere near where he’d been the night before. At least not yet. And it was always fun to press his little sister’s buttons, especially when she feigned seriousness.

“You must want to. Sisters don’t cum for their brothers for no reason,” he half smiled at her. “So where should we do this?” he suggested, believing she’d either storm out or give up her charade. “Do you want to bend over the counter again or should we try the couch? The couch is more convenient since its right here.”

 

[EklectikChik]

Mandy flushed brightly. What was she to say? Yes, she'd wanted him. They flirted, touched and pushed each other's buttons until she'd wanted him buried deep into her tight hot cunt and creamed all over him.

Her breath hitched a little at the memory, her mouth suddenly dry as he continued to tease her. Nervously she moistened her lips, the anger she'd felt earlier still simmering, but slowly being replaced by a heat inside she was finding hard to deny.

"Sounds to me like YOU want to fuck." She spat back, her eyes challenging him. This is how it always started. Another game, another challenge. "After all, you didn't get any relief. Couch is convenient..."

Slowly peeled off his shirt and tossed it at his face.