Banging My Brother (3 page)

I’ve never trusted anyone enough to let them in the “back door,” but this is Mark…and I know he’d never do anything to hurt me.

His fingers play over my aroused flesh, dip to my pussy, and then ghost over my asshole, teasing me, and I shiver at the contact, the strange sensation I feel.

“
Shh…nice and easy, baby. Reach into that drawer over there and grab the lube.”

With a stretch, I do as he asks, snag the bottle of clear liquid, and then hold it out for him. I get a wink from Mark before I turn back around, lower my chest to the mattress and just relax, take what he’s about to give me.

“
Such a pretty little asshole.” A cool finger teases the entrance and another shudder overtakes me. “It’s just begging for my cock, baby.” Then, that finger slides in easy, not a hint of pain, and the first stirrings of pleasure start throbbing in time with my heart.

I moan and push back against the intrusion. It’s strange, but so good.

“
Want more, Alesha?”

“
Please…” I whimper. He gives me what I beg for, eases another finger into my asshole, and still, no pain—just unimaginable pleasure. He thrusts in and out of me, fingers scissoring and stretching my virgin hole, prepping me to take that fat cock of his. “Mark…” I whine, ready for more.

“
Such a needy slut.” He doesn’t sound too upset by the idea, and gives me another finger. This time, I feel the pinch of pain and I gasp, then my body stills for a moment. “Easy, baby. Breathe through it. It’s gonna feel so good, just give it a minute.” He strokes my back, hand sliding along my spine while he gently slides in and out of my asshole, getting me ready to get fucked back there.

And he’s right. I am needy. In moments, I’m panting again, just waiting for him to plow into me with his dick. “Mark, give it to me. Fuck me. Fill me with your cum already.”

“
What a naughty girl.”

Hearing the laugh in his voice, I look over my shoulder. “Only for you, white boy.”

He just barks out another laugh, and then those sweet fingers disappear, only to be replaced with the head of his cock kissing my asshole.

“
Nice and easy, Alesha. Push out a little while I push in. Then, I promise you’re going to feel so good, baby.”

I force myself to relax, put my trust in Mark and do as he asks. Inch by stretching inch, I accept his dick, body parting for him, his cock stroking unknown nerves and pleasure points. He feeds me his prick. And as seconds slip away, before I know it, he’s thrusting into my asshole, spearing me with his hard shaft.

Losing track of time, I refocus as his hips rest against mine, balls brushing my pussy. Mark strokes my back, fingers dancing over my skin, touching and caressing me so tenderly. He teases my ass, fingers playing along my hole where he’s penetrating me.

“
You should see this. So sweet, so pretty. Your asshole’s just sucking me in and keeping me hot.” He pulls out a little and then eases back into me, yanking a gasp and moan from deep in my chest. “That’s it, baby, nice and easy.”

He does it again, retreat and advance, breaks me apart. I’m so full, I think I’m gonna burst, blow up and burn in a fire that’s threatening to consume me.

“
Fuck, Mark.”

“
Like that?” I can hear the smile in his voice.

“
Hell yeah. Do me harder, white boy.”

“
Shit, baby.” He groans, but listens, pulls out and pushes in with more force, gives and takes with increased passion. “Sweetest, tight little ass.”

“
Pound me with that big dick, brother. Show me what a good fuck you are.”

“
Such a slut.” There’s still no malice, just arousal tingeing his voice, and he gives me what I long for.

It’s like the chains he’s had on himself melt away. Mark withdraws and then shoves forward, hard enough for the bed to pick up its banging, his balls smacking my pussy and sending light tingles along my spine.

The scent of our sex surrounds us, the musk filling the air, permeating our pores.

On and on he goes, in and out, in and out, slap, slap, slap…

I never knew. Never knew that anal sex could feel so good, so right, and make me come. It’s right there, close enough to reach out and grab.

I’m full and stuffed and stretched, the pinch melding with the pleasure until I’m a glowing balloon of ecstasy, growing larger with every passing second. My breathing’s labored, even harder than before. I’m exhausted, fucked-tired, and just ready to come so I can pass the fuck out. Mark can keep going for all I care, but I just need to rest for a minute.

“
You gonna come, baby? Your ass is begging for it, milking my dick.”

“
Mmm-hmm…” I can’t really talk. I can mumble a little, though. ‘Cause I want it, want him to paint me from the inside out.

He slaps my ass, waking me up in an instant, sending a lightning bolt of pleasure through me. “Fuck me.”

“
That’s what I’m doing, baby.” He spanks me again, harder this time, the burn shoving my orgasm closer.

“
Mark!”

“
Oh, yeah, you like that.” I can feel his smug attitude radiating from behind me, and he deserves every bit of those feelings because he’s right.

Actually, he’s wrong. I don’t just like it—I fucking love it.

Another smack, another jolt. Again and again, in time with his strokes, shoving in and yanking out of my asshole while he spanks my cheeks. I feel the heat and pain mingling in the pleasure his fucking’s creating, rolling together and creating a wave of undeniable ecstasy. It’s growing and growing larger by the second until I’m filled with it. Every nook and cranny inside my body is consumed by the sensation he’s creating.

He fucks me harder, deeper, banging into me, our breathing growing heavier, mixing with the sounds of our bodies meeting and the bed hitting the wall with each of his powerful thrusts.

“
Come in me, Mark. Do it. Fill me with your cum.” I moan and groan, gasp when he hits me once again. Shit. Right there, oh, yeah…that sends me over the edge, sends me flying high and screaming his name while my pussy and ass clamp down, milk and spasm. God, what I wouldn’t give to have my pussy filled at the same time. “Yes, god, yes…”

“
Fuck, Alesha. Baby…”

He’s jerking against me, fingers digging into my hips, probably leaving bruises behind, but I don’t mind. His cock’s growing thicker inside me, jerking, and then the splash of his hot cum is hitting my inner walls, spurting inside me. He rocks with me, our bodies moving as one while more and more of his seed comes out of his dick and into me.

Slowly, by moments, we calm, our breathing returning to normal, and then Mark slumps to the side, bringing me with him, his cock still sheathed in my ass.

He kisses the back of my neck, so tender and sweet. “Oh, baby. That was…”

“
Mmm-hmm.” I wiggle against him, his dick slowly softening inside me. I can still feel the stretch and heat of him, his cum dribbling from my hole.

“
Stay here, baby.” He eases from my back passage and I whimper, reach back for him, but he’s already gone. I watch while he pads naked to the bathroom and returns moments later with two washcloths. He reaches for me, but I hold out my hand. “Stop it. Let me take care of you.”

He presses a quick kiss on my shoulder and nudges my hand away, taking care of cleaning me up, wiping away the evidence of his pleasure. Then, after he’s done with me, he does the same to himself.

“
Pain in my ass, white boy,” I grumble, not really meaning it, but it’s what we do. We argue about how annoying we are to each other.

“
Only if you ask nicely,” he replies.

I snort.

“
You were begging, and not too long ago.” He snuggles behind me, his cock nestling along the crack of my ass, arms draped over me. I look down, stare at the contrast of our skin color, his lily-white to my milk chocolate. “I believe it was something along the lines of ‘give me your big dick. Fuck me hard. Make me scream.’ But I could be wrong.”

I look over my shoulder and stick my tongue out at him. “You’re a butthole.”

He raises a single brow. “That’s what you’ve got? ‘You’re a butthole?’”

I narrow my eyes and glare at him.

“
It’s okay, baby, I’ll take that. I’ll also take you.”

“
What’re you talking about?”

He scrapes his teeth along my shoulder, nibbles my skin. “I’m keeping you.”

“
You can’t keep me! I’m my own wo—”

He silences me with a kiss. And it’s almost enough to make me lose my “mad.” Almost. “Hush. You are your own woman, but now, you’re also mine. Don’t worry. You can still hang out with your
heffas.
You just won’t be picking up men anymore. I’m your man now.”

“
What?” My mouth opens wide in surprise. “You did
not
just call my friends heffas!”

I get another kiss, but this time, while he shifts me to my back and thrusts into my pussy again. His cock’s hard and thick, filling me, a shot of ecstasy spreading from my pussy.

“
I did. And I am your man.” He withdraws and eases forward, nice and gentle. “No one else is fucking this pussy. I’ve ruined you, haven’t I? Say it.” He pulls out, pushes back in. “Say it, baby.” He nibbles my lower lip, rains kisses along my jaw and tugs on my earlobe with his teeth. “Say it,” he whispers, licking the shell of my ear.

“
Fuck, Mark. You’re my man.”

“
Your brother.”

God, this is so slow and sweet… Feels so damn good I’m gonna come again. Come all over his cock. “My brother.”

“
Such a hot woman. My little sis. And I’m your white boy.”

He thrusts home, grinds his hips against me, rubbing my clit just right and yanking a scream from me. “My white boy!”

I throw my head back, arching and yelling, pleasure bursting through me as I find my release once again. It’s not as strong as before, but deeper, more meaningful. ‘Cause it’s my man, my big bro, my white boy doing this for me, and not some quick fuck I’ve picked up.

“
That’s it, baby. Gonna come in this sweet pussy.” He’s breathing heavy again, increasing his pace a little, thrusting harder.

“
Come in my cunt, Mark. Fill me up. Give it to me.” I claw his back, run my nails along his spine and dig my heels into his ass checks, pull him into me with more force.

“
Fuck. Baby…” Then he’s there, coming in me, dick swelling, jerking inside my heat, and spurt after spurt of his cum fills my pussy. He jerks—once, twice, three times before he slumps over me, body shaking, tremors traveling through him with every breath.

I stroke his back, soothe him while he catches his breath.

He really is a good man. And as long as he fucks me like this every day, I figure I can handle having him as mine.

Happy Birthday to me.

The End

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