Home, Sweet Home

Michael was livid – positively, absolutely, gone out of this mind. The terrified, tear-streaked face of his little sister could do nothing to stifle such rage, to cork it. In one fatal lunge, he dove towards the screaming girl, easily grabbing the hands that had been put out to block him. Weak; what more could one expect when he towered a good head over her? The weight of his body would send them both hurtling back against a wall, where Michael crushed his baby sister beneath him, ignoring the gasp and cry of pain when he pinned her and focusing solely on wrapping her wrists in the chain. All at once, the hammer was whipped out and he jammed a large, hooked nail into the wall high above her. It would have to be covered later; it was absolutely enormous and showed no intention of coming out. Yanking the screaming girl up, he left her to dangle on the very tips of her toes, chain cutting into the tender flesh of her wrists, pinching it, bruising.

“Michael!” He heard her crying out in pain, sobs tumbling from her lips… Her lips. Certainly, he had never seen anything so beautiful, so perfect. All at once, her cries were cut off and he kissed her forcibly, his tongue delving in and tasting her sweet mouth, tongue shoved as far as it could go. She tasted salty from tears, but oh, so sweet. Michael kissed her like that for some time, his tongue searching her mouth, hands groping eagerly at her sides.

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” He panted, breaking away, Chyler gasping loudly for air and continuing to cry. She wasn’t going anywhere; firmly in place, there was no chance. Stepping back, the tall male admired his work and felt that familiar stirring in his pants. He did not hear her, her cries of how it hurt to be dangled like that, hung up. Reaching slowly, menacingly, into his pocket, a knife was withdrawn and flicked open. She began screaming again as he came towards her, pressing his body firmly to her, rock hard cock twitching through his slacks and against her lower abdomen. His lips went to her ear this time, where his tongue began to thrust in and out, free hand used to keep her head firmly in place as he did so. “Shut the fuck up, you whore,” He growled, licking the salty sweet skin of her neck while the knife in his hand began creeping up her shirt, slowly, where it stopped between her breasts. Suddenly, with a yelp from his sister, the blade was shoved through the shirt and yanked down, before he thereafter pulled it out and tossed it carelessly over his shoulder. “Sweet Jesus,” He moaned as he pulled away, ripping the shirt off. Perfect breasts, a full C cup, bounced free as he tore the thing away from her body and to the ground. Michael couldn’t even hear her crying anymore.

Without even thinking, his lips wrapped around one of those perked nipples, suckling slowly, tongue probing teasingly, happily, at the little bud. His hands groped yet again at her hips, yanking the shorts and bikini bottoms down, and though she kicked, he felt no blow. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was that perfect tit in his mouth, which he would break away from just to pay attention to its twin before licking his way to her cleavage where he slowly worked his way back up to her neck. “Mmm…so fucking good,” Michael moaned against Chyler’s neck before stealing her lips again and forcing his tongue into her mouth. She tasted so fucking good…but he wanted to know what she really tasted like. “My little fucking whore,” He groaned, beginning to kiss his way down her body, tongue dipping into her navel.

“…mmm..” It couldn’t have been better.

By the time he reached her sweet cunt, that dripping pussy, he was on his knees, forcing her legs apart and pushing them over his shoulders, one hand moving to spread the lips while the other went lower, beginning to stroke teasingly along the crack of her ass. She looked so perfect, still moist and wet from whatever she had been doing before he got home. He moaned at the smell of her hairless cunt, the beautiful pink flesh. Her screams were that of ecstasy as far as Michael was concerned, shoving two fingers into her intensely tight little hole, beginning to thrust them. A wicked grin came over his face as he curled his fingers to grind against her g-spot, thumb pushing her clit. By the time he looked up, Chyler had stopped crying about pain and was crying about pleasure. He knew it.

He did.

“You fucking slut!” Michael laughed haughtily, a third finger shoved in causing his baby sister to scream. “You love it, don’t you? You love having your big brother’s fingers all up in your tight little cunt. I bet you want my cock, huh? It’s huge. Fucking huge, Chyler, and I’m gonna stretch you so far you can’t go back…” Grinning, the fingers were finally withdrawn and on them he saw just want he wanted; so perfect! She was nice and wet for him, almost dripping. “I wonder if you taste as good as you look,” The male mumbled before slowly sliding his fingers into his mouth. Fuck, she was amazing. A strawberry sweet, almost, but the distinct taste of arousal lingered in his mouth.

“Amazing,” He groaned, grabbing her hips tightly and shoving his face between her legs. His tongue attacked that sweet little pussy, tongue thrusting in and out, lapping up and down. His lips wrapped around her clit tightly and sucked hard, making her squeal and shriek above, writhing into him while he continued raping her with his mouth. It was obvious she was holding back… She was tightening up, forcing the feeling away… Michael knew how to get rid of that. Sliding one hand back down to that perfect ass, he shoved his index finger deep into her ass as his tongue went deep into her cunt. His baby sister screamed and all he could do was taste the beautifully sweet taste of her pussy as she came all over his tongue. Languidly, Michael lapped up her juices, listening to the wonderful pants of his sister as she calmed down. He needed her… He needed her now.

Rising up, Michael grinned wickedly as Chyler hung her head and cried softly, naked and dripping with her own cum. Mike was quick to undress himself – the shirt was thrown off hastily and his pants were shoved down, revealing that long, thick, hard piece of achingly throbbing flesh that begged to be shoved deep into his sister’s cunt, to stretch her out around him, mold her to the shape of his cock.

“All…fucking…mine.”

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Well, now.

Sorry that took so long, guys. I had a lot of stuff happening.

Anywho, how was it? Let me know you still want more. ;D

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Edit -- By the way, people, just so you know... When I edit my chapters for typos, etc, they get bumped to the top. My apologies. :(