She felt a thrill of anticipation pass trough her. He was going to discipline her for what she'd done to him. Listening carefully, she could hear the whispers of clothing falling to the floor in the dining room. He was getting naked for the pursuit.
The woman bolted for the door, running from the kitchen to the front room.
She ran directly into his arms.
"Gotcha!"
"But how? I heard your clothes in the other room! They were rustling to the floor!"
"I threw them in there."
She squirmed and tried to free herself. It was useless. He was too strong for her. And in her struggles, she felt the hard, warm cylinder of his cock. He was fully erect and ready to screw her.
That made her want to yield completely to him. This was her brother, not some rapist.
She didn't. That would ruin the game. Somehow, the more she fought him off, the hotter she got. And from the way he sounded, he was enjoying the hell out of her struggles. It was a mock rape. Both wanted what would happen, yet both could give even more enjoyment by altering the form of foreplay.
Why not a hide-and-seek game to get them both worked up?
It beat the hell out of the usual fondling. It gave both of them a chance to try something out of the ordinary and see how they liked it.
"I told you I was going to punish you and I meant it!"
"With this? This lovely prick of yours?" she asked, gripping the convenient handle of rigid flesh.
"NO!" he blazed. "I'm going to spank you just like the child you are! Then… then we'll see if you deserve that prick up your cunt or not."
His words made her turn weak and quivery inside. He wasn't giving in to her demands. He was totally dominant. His will was going to prevail this time.
That excited her even more. She would have to accept whatever he did to her. She knew it was going to be fun, but not knowing gave it all the extra zest that had been lacking in her previous sex with Carl.
Her brother really knew what made a woman hot!
"Hey, wha…"
He upended her over his knees. Her ass jutted up into the air. Her cries were clit off by a stinging swat on her naked ass. The open-handed slap echoed through the house. The pain was mild. She hardly noticed it. But the effect of the sudden spanking excited her more than she'd have thought possible.
"Stop, oh, please! I'll be good!" she begged, hoping he wouldn't believe her.
He didn't.
His hand started raining down hard and fast on her butt. The red crisscross pattern fanned by his fingers soon blended into a uniform pink glow. She felt every single swat. And each one made her even more excited, even readier for his cock.
Her cunt was dribbling out its juices all over his lap. She wondered how he could ignore that. She couldn't ignore the way his cock prodded into her belly!
"You little slut! You think you can make me do anything you want just by wiggling your ass in my face! I'll fuck you when I'm good and ready and not one second sooner!"
He continued spanking her. His fingers managed to separate her ass cheeks allowing a couple fingers to lightly slap down to her cunt lips. Each time he touched her there, it was as it an electric cattle prod was jammed up her cunt.
The sexual electricity volting up her spine made her come totally alive. She was writhing across his uncomfortable lap and trying to escape. At the same time, she hoped he wouldn't let her. The spanking he gave was turning the slumbering embers of her sexual fires into a bonfire. Her guts were now blazing with renewed lust.
If she thought she'd been hot before, it was nothing in comparison to the feelings ravaging her body now!
"Please, your cock! I want you to fuck me! No more of this! Please!"
"I said when I'm ready!"
He kept paddling her. Every swat sent needles of pain jamming into her body. Those lances of pain were somehow changed to sheer sexual delight. Her cunt began gushing out its lubricants. She was ready for his cock.
If only he'd fuck her!
He established a rhythm to his spanking. She anticipated each blow. The sharp sting, the warmth, his hand leaving to return and repeat the cycle.
Suddenly, the pattern was broken. His hand didn't come crashing down on her fleshy ass. The effect was just the same as if he had landed one of his painful blows. She flinched, the pleasure flowed and she moaned aloud.
"So, bitch, you don't need my punishment any more. You can punish yourself, eh?" he cried. Unceremoniously, he dumped her onto the floor.
She managed to get to her knees. Her rump burned with an inner fire that refused to die. But her entire body was alive to the slightest touch. He had awakened nerves that had never responded sexually before.
When she felt his hand grab her cunt and pull her to her feet, she came. Fireworks blasted through her brain. She had to collapse forward onto the dining room table.
"God, I never thought… so goooood!" she moaned.
"Slut. You enjoyed that!" His finger drove deep up her cunt and wiggled around a little.
Cuming again, she writhed on the table until she was exhausted. There couldn't be anything left for her to experience now. This was the best lovemaking she'd ever engaged in. And he hadn't even stuffed his prick up her cunt!
She was wrong about nothing being left for her to experience. The finger deep up her quim wiggled around until it was slippery with her cunt juices. She felt it wetly pop from her pussy lips and move slowly back to her asshole.
She realized then what he was going to do. Crying out, "No! You can't! Nobody's ever done that before!"
He was going to fuck her up the ass. She was positive any man as well-hung as her brother would rip her to shreds fucking her like this.
"The hell you say. I didn't get that butt of yours all rosy red and ready to fuck for nothing!"
Sprawled across the table, she was unable to escape him. Fear coursed through her veins like acid. When she felt his hairy thighs pressing into her well-spanked ass, it was an electric touch. She almost came again.
This couldn't be happening to her. Not with her own brother! It just wasn't possible. Butt fucked by her brother. Incest by cornholing up a virgin ass!
Her pleas fell on deaf ears. He was going to take his pleasure with her. She felt the liquid pease of her on cunt being smeared all over the hard-held muscle of her asshole. When his blunt nosed cock pressed into the muscle, she flinched.
"Relax!" he commanded. He spanked her ass a few times to let her know what was in store for her if she didn't obey.
It wasn't easy. With the constant pressure on her asshole, she found it hard to relax. The muscle wasn't going to let any male invader up her back passage.
Yet, her brother's insistent pressure was doing the nick. That and her own fuck fluids he'd used were getting his prick into her asshole. When he finally worked his glans into her rectum, she came again.
By the time she drifted back to the reality of her situation, he was gradually fucking up her ass. He felt like a telephone pole inside her. Tissues were being spread, stretched to the breaking point. She knew he was going to permanently ruin her.
This was a virgin ass he was fucking!
"Stop, ummm, oh, I can't take ittttt!"
"Just relax. I'm not hurrying."
She felt sweaty hands stroking her sides. She knew he was taking it easy with her. He could have driven in like a freight train. That would have totally ripped her apart inside. This way, her guts had the chance to move around, to take the huge prick without damage.
When she felt his balls swinging wetly, banging against her pussy lips, she knew he was in all the way. And the sensation was the finest she'd ever experienced.
Sweating, she was hardly able to support her weight on her arms. She finally gave up trying. Pressing flat on the table allowed her weight to mash her tits down hard. This gave her added stimulus.