Then, Mark’s wrapping me in him. The door closes with a soft click, and just like that, my back’s slammed against the solid wood surface, while my brother presses against me from the front. Before I can blink, he has my wrists pinned above my head, leaving me at his mercy.
Fuck, I like being at his mercy.
His face is right there, less than an inch from mine, lips merely a stretch away…and I ache to kiss him.
Mark flexes his hips, his cock growing harder with each passing second it’s pushed against me. I wiggle in response, pussy needy and hurting, begging to be filled. I know my panties are soaked, and soon, the cream will be coating my upper thighs, the thong not much protection against my arousal.
“Mark…” I want him. Damn, I want this man. Want him to fuck me, make me come, make me scream his name while he pulls my hair and pounds his big dick into me. My pussy, my ass, my mouth. His white cock. Never had a white boy, but damn, it just adds a bit more of the forbidden to this, this thing between sister and brother. Then there’s the fact that my brother has me pinned…
I’m hot, horny, needy and so fucking ready to come.
He moans and closes the distance left between us, lips on mine, tongue delving into my mouth and sweeping through, tasting me like I’m tasting him. A hint of scotch explodes over my taste buds as I stroke and tease him, search out his natural flavor while I suck on his tongue, all the while showing him just how well I can treat him.
Mark rocks his hips against me, and I bring my leg up to go around his waist, dig my heel into his ass, open my thighs to him so he can rub precisely where I ache. He transfers his hold on my wrists to one hand, and then he’s gripping my knee, holding me in place, thick cock teasing my pussy.
He breaks the kiss for a moment. “Wrap your legs around me.”
“Oh, Mark.” I do as he asks, ankles locked around his waist to hold them in place, then he releases my arms and knee to grip my ass with his large hands.
“That’s it baby.”
I’m being held up by his hands cupping my butt cheeks and the door against my back, with his bulge giving me the friction I need. My pussy’s clenching on air, my slutty cunt’s looking to be filled, more than ready for his big dick. Each flex of his hips sends another frisson of arousal down my spine. “Mark. So good.”
He kneads my ass, fingers flexing and squeezing. I want him in me, coming and making me come, filling me up with his hot load.
“Like that? Like your brother rubbing your pussy with his white boy dick? You always used to tease me, Alesha. Talk about how white boys don’t know how to fuck a black woman. You want it, don’t you? Want this fat, white cock.”
“Yes, Mark, I do. Please…” He presses harder and I gasp, roll my head against the cold surface of the door, so eager to get fucked by my brother.
“Come on, sis. Let me give you what you need.” All at once, the security of the door leaves me and I’m clinging to Mark like a scared child, arms around his shoulders and a scream in my throat. “I got you, Alesha. Not going to let anything happen to you.”
I know what I am, and thin isn’t it. I’m thick. Real thick in a lot of places, and definitely not light. But Mark’s carrying me like I weigh nothing. Feeling a little more secure, I turn my attention to keeping his motor running, licking and nibbling his neck, kissing just below his ear, and reveling in the moans that I get in return.
Before I know it, I’m flying through the air, landing on his big bed with a bounce, a laugh on my lips, my need for him to fill me still unwavering.
I’m staring at him, his broad shoulders, heaving chest, the huge bulge in his pants. I want it. Want to taste him. To suck him.
“Next time, baby. You touch me and I’ll explode. I just want to eat that chocolate pussy until you scream, and then fuck you dry.”
“Fuck, Mark…” I whimper, squirming, rubbing my thighs together to try and alleviate some of the ache.
He tears his shirt off, showing me all of his muscles, his six-pack abs, and those cute little lines at his hips. Now there, I wanna lick. Love those. Wanna nibble and see if they’re as big a turn-on for him as they are for me.
His pants are next, practically torn from his body. Big bro’s gone commando, showing me his large, white cock in an instant. Damn the boy’s hung. Long and thick and all for me. The head’s an angry red, like it’s dying to slam into me. Fuck yeah.
I open my legs, tiny skirt sliding to my waist with ease while I show him my G-string clad pussy. I take one hand and slide a finger along the wet fabric, shudder at the pleasure that shoots through me. “What’re you waiting for then? Come eat my pussy, white boy.”