Playing Games

Hi all, I have been super busy in a new job, so I apologise for any mistakes in this one, it is an edited back catalogue story, but I hope you all enjoy, and I will try to get back to normal within the next month! 

In this story, a rather well-endowed young cam-girl brings in her younger brother on the pretence of playing a brand new virtual reality game that allows you to feel everything with all-new levels of intensity.... - TSG123 x

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“So everyone, you’ve all asked for him, so here’s my little bro!”

The chat exploded to life, faceless messages scrolling down the computer screen, the only source of light apart from a crisp white beam which lit two pretty faces, one a smouldering young woman with dyed black hair, the other a sweet, far smaller figure, large eyes flickering left and right like a scared rabbit.

He waved to the camera, unsure where what to do with his hands when he had finished before placing them in his lap and looking back up at his sister, Sarri, who was adjusting the glasses that formed part of her Japanese schoolgirl outfit; just one of her many scandalous livestream costumes, the top cinched around her humungous tits whilst exposing her smooth belly. The outfits she used were never anything less than scandalous, the lengths usually ranging somewhere between short and non-existent. For the special livestream with her brother, she had chosen the latter, riding a checked skirt high up her juicy thighs as she tossed her mane of dark hair behind her.

“He’s nineteen, and just had his first year at University… which means he ran away from me!” she said with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Which kinda pissed me off, cutey!”

Whenever she looked down at him, his vastly inferior height seemed to diminish even further under her half-joking gaze.

“It’s… it’s not like that,” he muttered, quivering in his chair, eyeing all the comments with ‘BEAUTIFUL!’ and ‘SO SEXXIIIIII!!!!’ popping up in front of them.

“Right,” she responded, patting him on the head.

The room seemed strangely warm, a crackle of nervous energy that Jaylen couldn’t seem to shake.

“A… are we doing games?”

“Sure,” she sniped, before turning her stripper-tits back to the camera with a beaming smile.

Jalyen felt a little thrill in his chest, because he loved games, certainly far more than sports or physical activities, which might have contributed to him being as strong and muscled as a puddle of milk, and roughly the same colour.

“So, now it’s time to have fun with your sis, because we’re going to be testing a NEW virtual reality game made by some of my super clever fans just for us!”

“Oh, cool!”

“Shout-out to Sexiiiman35 and Alpha-boydp1x for developing the custom games, you’re the best guys!!!” she cooed, “so… here it is!”

She cinched her melons together, lips clamped into an appraising purse as she revealed a seat, sporting what looked like a humungous pink dildo with electrodes on it.

Jaylen looked at the seat confused.

“…Sarri?”

“OH that’s not it,” she chuckled, rustling her hand in a drawer.

“Ah, right,” he said, shoulders relaxing.

“There’s a headset and hand-controllers too.”

She proffered the similarly coloured devices in front of his nonsensical expression, and when he didn’t take them she shoved them into his belly, winding him slightly.

“Why don’t you try them on for size!”

“HUH.…uh… a-are you sure this is right? I’ve… not seen these types of controller before….”

She leaned down, towering over him with a pouty face, widening her gaze to the maximum and forcing tears to her eyes.

“Jaylen, my fans made this game especially for us…. I invite you to try it and this is how you repay them? You won’t even try it?!!”

Jaylen looked into the devastated face of his sister, and then at the chat which had suddenly turned vile in the preceding four seconds.

*PUSSY BOYEEEEEE!!!PP@@@@*

*DichEADFAG*

“Okay … I didn’t realise they’d made it for us!... sorry, l-let’s do it” he muttered.

Her doggy eyes withdrew immediately, standing up so that the bottom of her plush ass was teasing the camera.

“That’s okay, you’re forgiven!”

Jaylen watched the comments section explode.

‘FUUUUUCK11’, ‘SOJUICYXOXOXOXO’ ‘make him lick it! - cuckboy139’

“Uh… Sis, I think you’re showing them….”

She turned round, confused and then checked what he was looking at.

“OH, no that’s okay Jaylen, they’re just being friendly!” she said, as she bit her lip and bent forward, further revealing the huge bulge in her panties, the thin material also straining against her open asshole.

The comments temporarily sped up so fast they were almost a blur.

“Urm… okay…” he whispered, himself ogling the bulge that he had discovered his sister had possessed only two years ago. He had tried not to think about it, distancing himself as much as he could, no matter how many times she hugged him tight, or tried to make him sit on her lap whilst watching movies.

He watched as she jiggled so the package swung like a kettlebell between her legs.

As she had got more powerful, taller and curvier, so Jaylen had remained steadfastly short, skinny, and tender. It had reached the point where she had begun to push him around a lot before he left, ‘accidentally’ pinning him to the wall with her tits as she crept past him in the hallways. He would have gone to Mom for help, only it was her who Sarri had learnt it from. And Mom’s tits were even bigger.

The erections he got thinking about them both were shameful secrets that he could never wash away.

He watched the way her lips pursed together, thick, glossy pink bands that flashed back at the ring-light whenever it shined against them.

Jaylen had hoped that her somewhat upfront nature might have lessened after a year apart, but if anything she had become even more ferocious, her confidence and ego going through the roof after her gamer livestreams had taken off. Eyes began to follow her wherever she went, leading to her wearing skimpier clothing which amplified the depth of her chest, leading to more glances wherever she went, which invigorated her further, to the point where she no longer considered anything that covered more than thirty percent of her body wearable, inside or outside. She had even gone so far as to ignore their mother’s warning and bring an outfit that would have been considered scandalous for a beach party to her Aunt’s wedding and nearly stalled the marriage in its tracks because the groom had been unable to stop staring at her tits in the second row. He hadn’t seen her attend a funeral yet, and dreaded to think what she would wear if it occurred.

“So, you cleaned yourself like I asked, right?”

He nodded quickly, having been asked to do a full body scrub, for what he didn’t know, but he always kept himself meticulously clean anyway, so it wasn’t a chore.

“Cool, because this is a totally new virtual-reality joystick. I’m letting you borrow it because I love you,” she pouted, gesturing to the angry-looking implement, before flinging her arms around him and smooshing her tits into his face.

He whined, shocked, and tried to struggle clear, but a hand was clamped on his neck and squeezed in a way that made it very clear he would stay in this position as long as was necessary.

She took a long snort of his hair, that brother-scent, hints of the toothpaste he’d used, a light acrid body spray that didn’t quite mask the light sheen of body odour…..

He relaxed, unable to help moaning into her tits, big soft orbs that he had fantasised about for years, pressing a harsh smell of sweat and velvety perfume thick enough to chew on into his nostrils.

“Ohhh so much love between us,” moaned Tanda, rubbing her tits back and forth across his face, the white material barely containing the soft bullets occasionally digging into his cheeks as Jaylen realised her nipples were hard as hell.

She seemed to be trying to milk herself with his mouth through her t-shirt, tits crushing his head as she rotated it left and right, and when her hand squeezed his neck nastily, he mewled long enough for her to shove one engorged bud against his lips, letting him taste the cotton as her nub was pressed into his tongue.

The fact the comments section was nothing more than matrix code running in streaks of loud colours and thirst emojis was not registered by Jaylan, who was too busy licking his sister’s nipple through the fabric, revelling in the way it bounced back eagerly to receive more attention, trying to rip through the light material preventing it from reaching Jaylan’s tender tongue.

“Gonna be a good little brother?” she cooed.

“Mmmhm,” moaned Jaylen, who groped thin air as his suck-toy was pulled sadly away from him.

“Now put the headset on,” she said fervently.

He looked at the face-covering implement for a second, and then settled it onto his head.

Sarri waved her hand carefully in front of his face.

“Can you see this?”

“No.”

She double-checked by unleashing a punch which stopped an inch from his skull.

He didn’t so much as move a finger.

“Okay,” she breathed, bouncing on the balls of her heels, “let me calibrate the entry device.”

The bustling figure immediately enacted her plan, scurrying around as she took the dildo chair and moved it to one side, grabbing another low-reclined chair without any devices on it, and placing it as quietly as she could in the same spot where the dildo chair had been. Long red heels clacked as she worked.

Jaylen detected subtle movements happening around him, but said nothing, shivering a little in the centre of the room.

Then her panties were dropping to her ankles and lube was being produced from the desk drawer.

“W…what’s going on?”

Sharri reached under her skirt and swung out a ludicrously veined and angry-looking cock, one which simply couldn’t make love, only fuck hard, and fuck violently.

“Just making the entry device a little more comfortable,” she said in her sweetest, high-pitched sisterly voice, whilst gesturing to the camera with gigantic air-thrusts in his direction, a leer on her face as her member yoyoed mere hairsbreadths from him.

The chat looked like it was going into meltdown, so many excited emojis and responses that the whole internet seemed to be along for the ride. Even those who weren’t particular fans of her content were tuning in to see the destruction of a young man’s innocence. The fact it was her brother made it that much more delicious.

Sarri carefully exposed her cock to a downpouring of cool white liquid, shivering and bouncing her eyebrows to the camera as she acknowledged the frothing audience awaiting the entertainment to begin.

“Right, here, follow me little bro…”

She carefully manoeuvred him so he was standing just in front of the seat, before placing herself down in it, leaning back and making sure to get comfortable, legs spread wide so the internet could drink in the sight of her humungous bull testicles, semen churning inside them, waiting for a host to receive their gifts.

Donations began to ping up on screen.

“Thanks for the prezzies guys!” Sarri chimed in her schoolgirl voice, cock hanging in the air like the leaning tower of Pisa.

“Now, Jaylen, you gotta take off your pants and underwear to play.”

Jaylen’s knees turned inwards, unable to see and feeling more and more self-conscious by the second.

“Huh? I… I don’t know…”

Sarri’s tone became grating.

“LOSE THE PANTS STUPID!”

He whined, a little snot coming out of his nose as he began to undo his trousers, dropping them to the ground to reveal the gayest underwear in the world, pink softbear underwear with lovehearts on them.

“Oh God… you still wear those?” gasped Sarri, delighted at how pitiful her little brother was. It only made the scenario even hotter for her…… and for the people watching.

“Yeah,” he mumbled, sniffing as he tried to clean his nose. He felt grateful at least that he was wearing a headset which covered up increasingly watery eyes.

“Ooh you know, I almost want you to keep them on… they’re like, sooo good on your butt? Why don’t you show the camera?”

Jaylen’s tears slowed, spurred by his sister’s affections.

“Oh…Urm… *ftt* this way?”

He shyly turned to the left, exposing a delightful butt cheek pushing through lovehearts.

*PING*, *PING*

More donations hit the screen.

Sarri felt the saliva flowing from her ducts and had to slurp it down, ravenous to burrow her way between those gorgeous mounds.

“Ohhh they’re really liking it Jay…. Why don’t you lose the undies? You’ll look even better without them…!”

“Yeah.. uh.. right,” he said, strangely confident now as he thrust down his underwear, revealing a cock so sweet Sarri could have kissed it. Not that she’d ever want him in a position of power over her… He had to be debased in the most invasive ways first before she licked that pretty tip…. Taught his place. Then she would slobber all over that flaccid three-inch baby-carrot and eat his asshole whilst she did it. Maybe force him to eat his own cum.

She mouthed an ‘OH MY GOD,’ to the chat, which was reciprocated with a million shocked face emojis, the sweat emojis following quickly as thousands of hidden figures revelled in Jaylen’s naked crotch and legs.

*PING* *PING* *PING* *PING*

“A-am I doing it right?” he whispered, a thrilled tremor running through his voice.

“Yeah, you’re doing SO GOOD,” she enthused, bringing her hands up to touch his hips.

He jumped as her hands fluttered on his skin, barely pressuring at all as they guided him backwards.

“I… I think you need to play the game now,” she uttered, knees going week as he obediently followed her guiding fingers.

To Sarri it seemed like slow motion, those plum cheeks closing in as she leant right back in her seat, glistening fat-headed mushroom straining upwards to run Jaylen through.

She fought to keep her composure, even as hints of pain began to show on her face, instincts begging her to pull him into a body-crushing seat.

“Th-that’s it,” she gurned, briefly glancing at the chat where it looked like several members had loudly professed to blowing their loads already. The donation pings were becoming a constant hum. “Nearly there…”

The first slick contact between cock and ass was met with a gentle whine from Jaylen as his natural instincts warred with the directions he was being shown by his sister.

The dildo was huge. And… warm?

“Hooh Sis… I’m not sure, this feels…….”

“Nonsense,” she gurned, “It’s perfect for you.”

Egged on by the insistent pulling of her hands which tightened a little to his pretty hips, he tried to sink down on it.

“WOAHHH, URM.. MM-OHHHH.. A-Are you sure this is the right size??….”

“Yep, one size fits ALL!” she grunted, pulling a little meaner on his hips, which no longer wanted to go downwards but had now ventured too far, with no say in the destination as his sphincter was forced wide by the slick eel entering inside his cave.

“HUUUUUUUUHHHHH!”

He was so tight that she was worried he might cut her helmet off, instead sending ripples of pleasure up her shaft and through her body.

“Ohh…..Go on….”

She let go of his hips, allowing him to take over and drop a little further into a half-crouch over her huge cock.

“I-I can’t!” he snivelled, legs shaking.

“You can…. Gently,” she hissed, wanting him not to be at all gentle and rape himself, but nonetheless she gave a comforting rub of his back as he paused halfway down, unable to bring himself deeper.

“Th-this must be enough surely,” he choked, lips quivering and arms shaking as he tried to deal with the invasive ‘gaming device’ inside him. “I…Is it supposed to be warm?”

“Yeah, that’s the uh… electrodes, connecting with your nerves, it’ll give you an in-depth sense of the world around you…Hnnn….”

“Right.. oooohhh… it doesn’t feel riiight….”

“Feels just fine to me,” she breathed, in a much deeper, sultry voice, although he didn’t notice her tone as the headset muffled his hearing and was now projecting the game sounds into his ears.

“Okay, we’re gonna start off with cowboy simulator, so why don’t you click on that first.”

“Right….uuh…”

He was making little utterances now and again, murmurs that forced their way up his throat from somewhere deep down inside, his body running through subconscious processes to try and deal with the intruder plugging his hole tight.

“Oooh..is, is that it….UNGHHH….sorry, s-sorry…..”

“No it’s fine, takes a while to adjust,” she said in a shaky voice, trying not to betray the fact that her legs were spasming beneath him, delightful nips of pleasure winding down from her groin.

She looked past him to the computer screen, where the broadcast contained the images Jaylen was seeing, a cowboy stood next to a horse in a quite stunning desert vista.

“Get on the horse Jaylen.”

“Mph..O-Okay.”

He clicked a button on the controller and his character hopped onto the horse, majestic with a stetson hat and pistol on his hip.

“Now ride to the nearest village.”

“Okay.”

He began to press forward, and the horse started to clop towards the edge of the village.

Sarri took her cue the moment the horse began to move, oscillating her hips against the seat in time with the motion, and Jaylen squealed as the motion sent a few more inches of steel cock into his insides.

“AIIIIIIAhhhhh, Sarri I don’t think it’s working properly!!!”

“Of course it is, that’s the system settling in, just get used to it,” she snorted, pumping her hips steadily in time with the horse clopping down the trail.

“Oooooooh,” moaned Jaylen, knees oscillating like the first tremors of an earthquake as his body registered the pain and pleasure shooting up and down his spine, his brain confused as to what to make of the foreign object sliding in and out of him. “I-is this how horse riding feellssssszzz?....”

“Yeah, it’s exactly how it feels… oh that’s it,” Sarri whispered, gorging on her little brothers disgustingly tight anus. It wrapped so hard around her cock that she thought she might not be able to hilt without exploding inside him.

*PINGPINGPIGNPIGNPINGPING*

The donations were growing into a constant background buzz as her brother sank mere inches from her pubes, a delicate brown matt that lay just below.

“Why you going so slow?”

“Uh… I think it’s… it’s fast enough…. It’s…. GUUHH!…..inteeense…”

“Yeah, I agree, it can be quite tough at first, but after a while, you’re… ohh… you’re gonna find it exhilarating…”

Jaylen’s hands clutched the controller tight, his cock beginning to rise, which felt far too overt and demonstrative for the camera which he knew was still trained on his every move, but he just couldn’t stop the weird sensations emanating up from the thick, hot pole inside him.

“Why don’t you go faster,” said Sarri slowly, threateningly.

“Oooh…. Please….” He whimpered, gurning as the thing in his guts released what felt like a warm spurt of liquid on his insides.

“HOooh, Sarri, Sarry it’s…. something’s… oh…”

“Speed. Up,” she growled.

He cried softly.

“Please….”

She relented, muscles quivering, ready to strike her brother down with every last fibre of her being, wrecking his insides.

“Then…. Get to the village or whatever the fuck it is,” she snarled, hands quite nasty on his puppy fat now, clutching him like a dangerous animal as he sobbed.

The character on screen clopped steadily towards the town.

“Oh… I think there’s enemy cowboys behind you!”

“What, huh?!?”

He wheeled his horse around, and was greeted with a few bullets whizzing past the shoulder of his character.

“What do I do?!!”

“Fight them of course!”

“R-right!”

His character aimed it’s rifle and fired, and Sarri laid a gleeful spank on his ass cheek.

“HUNN!” Jaylen squealed, cock going hard as a rock as the loud gunshots surrounded him.

“Hoo that was….”

“KEEP FIRING!” Sarri squealed.

“Ohkay…..”

*BANG*

*SMACK*

“UUUhn!”

It almost looked like he was enjoying it, his little member bouncing up and down in front of him, itself whipped up into a pique of four throbbing inches of slender man-meat.

Then a few bullets hit his character, and Sarri let fly with all her vindictive rage, whipping a palm so hard onto Jaylen’s jiggling buttocks that he nearly screamed

“FUUCK!” he cried, a few tears running down his face.

The three bullets were echoed by three painful spanks that had Jaylen bent forwards and almost dropping the controllers.

“Shit, shit Sarri I don’t wanna get shot,” he sobbed.

“You’d better ride away then!”

Jaylen was snivelling as he jabbed the button to mount his horse, and then he pressed the control stick forward, at full speed.

He screamed as the hot pipe inside him buried itself down to what felt like a pair of hips, but it was too quick, as he was pulled and bounced like a can being dragged by a motorcar, his whole body flung up and down onto the anus-crushing flagpole.

“HWHOOHHHHH FUCK, FUCK SARRIIIII!!! OHHHH I think there’s something UHHHNNNNnnnn, wrong withhhhh……!!!”

“Guh fuck,” snorted Sarri, eyes lidded as she slammed two shades of shit out of her beautiful younger brother, now openly fucking him in front of thousands of perverts as the donations and hip-slaps began to overpower the gunshots on screen.

Jaylen could feel that he wasn’t bouncing on a chair, they were hips…..

He knew immediately.

It was Sarri. She was fucking his ass.

Jaylen squealed.

He was riding her big, fat dick, and it was doing horrendous things to his insides, one of the main things being punching his prostate so cleanly that he’d forgotten where he was, or what he was doing, or why he was doing it. Instead he began to squeal and drool, hands unable to process orders as they dropped the controllers and searched for the legs that he knew must be either side of him now, hoping somehow to control the pace but only finding his Sister’s thighs coiled and tense like twin pythons, working in tandem to slam her hips into his butt-cheeks, sheathing her cock in his core.

He saw stars as a hot flush caught him by the navel, and then his balls were releasing, seed flying somewhere in the air, pleasure whipping up his shift as a now stationary cowboy was being shot by bandits on his headset.

Then the mask was ripped from his eyes, and he winced as he rubbed them.

“Hnng..GLH!”

A huge hand clamped across his face, fingers clawing their way into his mouth and around his nose as his sister began to rag-doll him.

She was heaving, bellowing and contorting as her dick was lit up by the incredible tightness of her little bro, his posterior spread so wide it could have been the perfect poster for anal sex as she felt it oscillate like a true slut-hole.

“GOD, TAKE IT!” she bellowed with glee, slamming him so hard that the air was forced from his lungs, his body too weak to fight any of the things she was doing to him, except try to hold on.

His hands placed themselves hopefully on hers, shaking little fingers stroking the vice-like mousetraps shut around his sides in the hope of soothing his evil sister.

Amazingly, it worked, her hands breaking from his aching puppy fat, interweaving with his fingers to clutch them tight as they began a slower, sexier grind.

Jaylen let out heavy breaths as he tried to calm down, knowing that his sister would not allow him to remain stationary for long, and, with trembling legs, he began to bounce himself gently on top of the pork sword.

At first, it was like a prim trot on a horse, simply thankful to be afforded some respite, but the loss of that prostate-punishment turned out to be…. Abysmal.

He found himself trying to find that place again, and that made his hips began to swerve more passionately, grinding like a stripper as he searched for eutopia.

“Where… is it….” He whispered, as his sister watched in delight and awe as the most beautiful boy she had ever known searched for the place he wanted her cock to hit inside him.

“That’s it,” she whispered, and the feeling of his hands tightening inside hers was the most wonderful sensation she had ever felt.

“Uh… HuuhHHHH!”

A tear wound its way down her face as she felt her brother’s asshole spasm tight to her cock, swooning as his back arched into a bow, open mouthed and gurning at the ceiling.

“I…I think he’s found it,” she whispered to no-one, as Jaylen temporarily died and went to heaven, moving so infinitesimally that it almost looked like he wasn’t moving at all. She could feel it though. That little spot inside different in texture, more supple, and it was this that Jaylen was insistently working away at, sinking himself into the task of coaxing body-wracking orgasms from that special place as he let out a demented squeal.

“GHUUHHHhhhh!!!!!!”

A few huge donations came in.

*FUCK. HIM. GOOD. YOU’RE B$TH. $O. $EXIIII!*

*OMG!!! FUUUUCK)&^&$(!!!!!!!*

The robotic voice message sounded loud in the room, triggered only for extreme donations, and it broke Jaylen’s concentration for a second, and he looked down in shock as he remembered that he was riding his sister’s cock in front of…

He looked at the number and screamed.

That couldn’t be right.

There were too many zeros for it to be right.

“Oh my God… THANK YOU BIGGETMAN32…!” moaned Sarri, seeing numbers she could only dream of popping up on the screen.

“Sarri,” whimpered Jaylen, jaw open, tears forming in his eyes as he saw the hundreds of messages popping up every second. “Sarri we can’t… there’s so m-“

Sarri, popped her hips up into the place Jaylen had showed her.

His lip curled, eyelids fluttering as a wave of pleasure that rushed through his chest, spreading to the tips of his toes and fingers.

Showing where to pleasure him had been his fatal mistake.

“Hnnnnn… uhnn… Sarri..Mayb-“

*SCHHLIIICK*

Ecstasy.

This time a bitch-squeal escaped his mouth that was abhorrently slutty, Jaylen yanked into full pornstar-mode, and Sarri herself joined it, a chorus of high-pitched whines as the two of them began to shake in each other’s grasp.

“HUHN…Ughhh”

“UUUHHHHHNNN,”

“Aiiiihhhhhh,”

At this point any porn director worth his salt would have halted proceedings and informed them to stop being ridiculous and tone it down, but there was nothing fake about the spasms arching up Jaylen’s spine, nor the furious concentration with which Sarri was cratering her brother’s tush.

*OH !”!”MY GOD !”$!”%SO HOT***”$$$$$$$$$$$$*

The robotic computer voice distracted no-one this time, because Jaylen’s body was see-sawing in the air, and then a long slimy rope of ejaculate catapulted towards the wall, flying across the computer screen as Sarri hit her brother with gut-thrusts that crescendoed his orgasm, pushing it into a place that would break his brain as it submerged in a lethal cocktail of hormones, burning his synapses, leaving him a mumbling, moaning slut for Sarri’s cock.

Two ropes.

Four ropes.

When it had finished, his cock was still leaking, spasming like he was trying to fling non-existent cum across the room.

His brain didn’t know the difference, and he rocked, full-body ecstasy sweeping over him as Sarry moaned, feeling her brother having the time of his life on her cock.

It was beyond her wildest fantasies

“Myeah… Myeah…”

The final come-down whine of his orgasm tipped her off the brink, and her grunt was like a wildebeest as she sank herself fully into him and exploded, cum flowing into his body as Jaylen’s eyes bugged out, head lolling, trembling whilst his belly began to expand.

The messages were coming so fast they were indecipherable. Long flashes of purple eggplant emojis and pink ass gifs the only potential information gleaned, reflected in the glistening eyes of Jaylen who was heaving as his sister flooded his insides with raw seed.

“OHHHGoooooodddDD!”

Whines spilled from wet lips as his sister huffed and gurgled into his ear, arms winding around him to crush him back into her tits, firm nipples rubbing against him.

His body gave up as the last pumps of cum entered him, slumping against Sarri like his strings had been cut, accepting the loving embrace as she shared her warmth, inside and out, two figures sealed together, glued by her spunk, a ball of wet heat in his abdomen.

The donation pings were now a constant puncturing of the post-coital silence as the boy’s eyes closed, whimpering softly whilst Sarri’s chest expanded and contracted, trying to heave in oxygen again after the best orgasm she’d ever had.

“Love you,” she whispered after a while, kissing his ear whilst staring at the wisps of light brown hair plastered to the sweating temple, and whether he heard or not was unclear, although a tiny smile crept to the corners of his mouth along with a line of dribble which began to wind its way down to his chin.

Sarri took a few moments to glance at the screen and her jaw dropped open, for once speechless.

Well…. She wouldn’t need to be staying with Mom any more.

Her arms locked a little tighter around her favourite thing in the whole wide world.

“I’m gonna get a house Jay.”

The boy began to snore softly, belly round and shining like he was three months pregnant.

“Just for us.”

Her hand slid across the smooth bulge, teasing the belly button which brought the tiniest of movements from one of his arms.

“…And then we’re gonna play new games every week….”

The trail of drool wound down towards his collar.

“…Whaddya reckon, shall we do it?”

She turned her hips so nastily that Jaylen was too surprised to scream, offering a pathetic whine as her cock ground against his insides, a bit of spunk escaping past his anal ring and running onto her balls.

“Awesome, me too.”

She took him in her arms, grabbing his hair and pulling it to the side, tears trickling from his half-lidded eyes as she took one long, lingering, leering look, and shoved her lips against his, snapping her tongue to the back of his throat before he could even think.

The two wrestled into a violent tonguing, the boy too weak and too aroused to resist, swollen with his dear sister’s sperm as his own worthless cock bounced in the air.

They spent minutes like that, locked together, smooching and sucking, his balls resting snugly on top of hers like an odd bedroom ornament, the ones beneath slick with ejaculate and far larger, occasionally pumping a spurt of extra ball-cream into his ass whenever he made sated noises, or licked back at the inside of her mouth.

She tasted wet and slightly of garlic.

An odd thought came to him that his own sister had taken his virginity, and although part of him wanted to curl into a ball at the fact the other was so entranced by her brutal tonguing that he couldn’t hide his disappointment when she broke the kiss, slobber dripping from their lips as she extracted her tongue from somewhere in his stomach.

“Say thank you.”

“Muhh…th-thank you.”

Her lips spread into the widest grin he had ever seen on her face.

“You just earnt me a new house….” she breathed, stroking his cheek, “But a girl can never have too many..”

***

“So guys, today we’re doing a joint Q and A!”

“Glh-Glh-GlhhhHHHgGHH!”

“Quiet Jay…. As I was saying, ohhhh yes suck that bit… If you have any questions about our relationship, fire away!”

She adjusted her glasses sweetly, leaning back as she glanced down at the shock of brown hair nestled between her thighs.

“Oh and do bare in mind, OHhhhhhHHHHH JAYLEN YOU SLUT…UHnn…..E-Each question requires a donation… Fuck me……. Ohhh suck my balls, drench them in spit you slut… I SAID DRENCH THEM!!…..”

“GHLLLHHH-GHLL!”

“…Un….F-first…. Question…… Are we boyfriend and girlfriend….”

“GHLGHLGHL!”

Sarri pumped her hips hard into Jaylen’s face as she responded, the hints of a snarl evident.

“Yup.”

“GHLHLLLLLL!”

“Next question… oh it’s coming, yeah I can see your little dick is bobbing… yeah fucking jerk it as well, go on, I want to see you cum with my dick in your mouth….. How is Jaylen balancing Uni and home huh?”

“GHMmmmmmm…”

“Good boy…. OH GOOD…. BOY…… FUCK… you n-nearly had me there…. Jesus…. W-well he left.. OH…. We discussed it……hnnnNN…. And decided h-he didn’t need it……. Seeing as he earned so much money being my good little whore….”

The spit-ridden suction noises bounced off the walls,

“Yeah.. that’s a good whore for your sissy wissy…..”

She reached down and spanked him so hard on his naked ass that his already shining face from all the drool and her previous load had a few tears added to the mix, although it did nothing to diminish his fervent suckling of her cock-head and testicles, burying his face in her package once more.

“OH next q-question…..W-What will we do nnnnnnnext!?”

She gazed down at the boy she was about to explode in, eyes widening in anticipation.

“EEEEEVERYTHING!” She squealed, as her cum-cannon opened fire into his mouth.