“Why am I doing this?” I kept asking myself in my mind as his cock bulldozed me from behind, “What would my family think if they found out?”
Each day I became more and more regretful. This is not the life that I wanted when I left school just three short weeks ago. I just wanted money but there were literally no jobs available for me. I was eighteen with no experience in any workplace so nobody was hiring me at all. As my last option I decided to try become a pornographic actress, I didn’t think anything of it. If anything I thought I would get rejected, I wasn’t really the slutty type of girl. In fact, to this very day I believe the only reason I landed a job is because I have a decent pair of tits. Even the interviewer was amazed by how big they are, and the fact they are natural. I guess it is a rare sight to see a small, petite girl with double D tits.
He grabbed my bleached blonde hair, fucking me harder as the cameras came closer to my face. This was just my ordinary day, been used and fucked by big muscular men and then going home after washing their cum off of my face. It was hard to keep this all a secret, I mean eventually my dad or somebody would click onto a porn website and see me on it. I was making a pretty big name for myself in the industry in this short time period. I guess it was just my appearance, I heard that many guys love cute, blonde girls with blue eyes.
“That’s a wrap,” James, our producer, shouted.
I got up; my pussy fucked red raw by a massive ten inch cock, and went to my dressing room. Everyone was telling me what a good job I’d been doing on set as I walked round the corridors, butt naked. They were all just clueless, I wasn’t really doing much work, most of the time I was just laid there taking it and moaning as loud as I could for the camera. I had finally reached my room, opening the door to some flowers and chocolates. Although I hated the job, there were parts of it that I liked. I didn’t mind the whole sex thing, it was just the whole cumming on face that I didn’t like, but if I wanted my pay, I had to do as the director said.
I sat down in my chair, rubbing my aching pussy and feeding myself a chocolate. I needed them after a long day of been fucked repeatedly. Thankfully we were done for the weekend and I had a well deserved rest. I fed myself another chocolate as James opened the door.
“Great work today Kirstie,” he said with a grin on his face, before closing the door once more.
I sighed as I looked at myself. I then fed myself another chocolate as I pulled my kitbag from under the table with my feet. Quickly I began to pull my clothes out of the bag; I wanted to get home as quickly as possible. As fast as lightening my underwear was on and already I was pulling my jeans up my legs. I buttoned them up, my fingers fumbling on the buttons before putting my t-shirt on. I sighed once more as I moved over to the sink to wash my smeared mascara off of my face. I needed to get out of here.
I stopped the tap in an instant, trying to keep a straight face in the mirror. Before long I was ready to leave. I opened the door, immediately bumping into Michael the male half of the scene. His erection was still standing strong as I nudged out of the room. He was my dream man, muscular, hunky and good looking. The only problem was, he was a jerk and he was showing it right now as he blocked my path, pretty much teasing me to touch his cock. I pushed past him as I heard the taxi’s horn sound. The scorching hot, Californian sun hit my face as I jogged out through the glass doors. I quickly flung my bag into the seat as I got in the taxi and told the driver my address.
As he drove through the city, I began to come up with an excuse for where I’d been. My parents didn’t know about the job, they thought I was unemployed still and I knew they’d be asking where I’d been all day. As the taxi pulled up on the curb, I was greeted by my dad.
“Where have you been then?” He asked.
“Just at my friends daddy,” I answered.
“Which friend would this be?” He snarled.
“Just Tina,” I said as innocently as possible, “She moved to the city a couple of days ago.”
“Oh,” he said questionably, “How much is the fare?”
The driver told him as I began to scurry to the house with my head down. My father was always very strict, even though I was an adult he wanted to know everything. He was like a cop, he could sniff out trouble as well as question you about anything and everything. As the taxi drove off, he came jogging into the house, probably to question me further.
“So Kirst, how come you’ve been going to the city a lot lately?” He asked.
“To find work daddy, you know that,” I replied.
“So what about paying for the fares down there? I don’t pay them,” He questioned.
“I usually walk down to the city daddy,” I answered as I began to walk up stairs.
“Ok honey, I just get worried about you,” He said before walking into the living room.
I opened my door, dropping the bag as I entered. It felt so good to be home and relax with some TV. I sat on the edge of my bed, snatching the remote off of the duvet. I clicked the Tele on, and began to pull myself back onto the bed. My back leant against the head rest as I watched. The noise from the TV was suddenly interrupted by my older brother yelling at his game console. This was a norm for me, I was so used to him hurling abuse down his microphone. He was getting his point across but everyone in the house could hear him. I tried to focus on my show, but each time he would get louder and louder. I began to bang on the wall.
“Shut up Chris,” I shouted.
There was no answer, probably because he had a massive headset on when he was gaming. It was almost impossible for him to hear anything other than when dinner would be ready, even then it would take about two or three attempts for mom to coax him off it. I sighed as I turned my TV up. It was no use, he continued to shout over it. I swung my legs off of the bed and stood up. I went to his room, banging on his door as loud as I could. Still he continued to shout at the top of his lungs. I shook my head before barging his door open. I walked in front of the screen, making him lose his temper immediately.
“Move!” He shouted.
“Can you shut up then?” I asked.
“No, I can’t,” He answered.
“Then I’m not moving,” I snarled.
“Fine, you don’t move then I’ll tell dad,” He laughed.
“Dad won’t care Chris, we’re all sick of your shouting,” I said.
“He’ll care about your little secret though,” He answered with a chuckle.
“What secret?” I asked, “Tell me Chris.”
“I know what you do on a daily basis Kirstie,” He answered, “Sucking and fucking cock, I’ve seen you on the internet, you’re on pretty much every porn site.”
It was strange how quickly the tables had turned. I gulped, my dad would kill me if he found out about this.
“There is however one thing you could do,” he said with a callous smile forming on his face.
“What’s that Chris?” I asked.
“Well since you’re a pornstar, I want you to show me something,” He hinted.
I began to feel physically sick as he said it. I couldn’t come to terms with what he had just asked.
“You’re... You’re my brother though,” I said, gipping afterwards.
“So? How is that a problem Kirstie?” He answered.
“It’s not only incest, it’s sick,” I said, stamping my foot softly.
“Ok, Kirst, I’ll just go tell dad,” He chuckled.
He made a move to the door, I hung my head.
“Wait,” I said firmly, “Sit back down.”
He did as I said, sitting down on the edge of his bed. I moved over to him, kicking the door closed as I began to kneel in front of him. I shook my head as I gripped the waistband of his shorts. His bulge was already beginning to grow as I slowly tugged them down. His eyes lit up, he was certainly for it. I looked up at him as I grabbed his boxer shorts. I pulled them down letting his hard, fat cock out. My jaw dropped as it sprung up and slapped against my face slightly. My hand gently grabbed the base of it, looking in amazement as his fat nine inch cock stood there.
“Go on then Kirstie,” He ordered, “I’ve seen you have bigger than mine.”
I closed my eyes as I began to lick around the head of his cock. I could already taste his precum as I indulged his cock. It slowly parted my lips as my head went down the length. He moaned softly as he felt my moist breath coating each inch of his member followed by my tongue swirling around the width. I came to the end of my oral capacity with a few inches still left. Forcefully I pushed my head down, letting his cock penetrate deeper into my throat. I moved my hand away from the base as my nose hit his pelvis. I held my head there for a few seconds, my tongue licking around the bottom of his manhood. He grunted as I pulled my head back up his shaft.
“Fuck,” He groaned.
Once I had caught my breath, I began to do it again. My head slithered down his cock, sucking all that I could, before deepthroating him. This time however his hands began to push me down, making me gag slightly as he did.
“Suck it Kirstie,” He gasped.
I pushed up hard, gasping for air as his cock flopped out of my mouth. I looked at him, I despised men doing that, but then again I had to do as he wanted. He placed his hands on my cheeks, caressing them softly before bringing my face to his cock once more. He gently began to rock my head back and forth on top of it. My mouth plunged onto his cock as he slowly fucked it.
“Ahhh, fuck yes,” He groaned as he fucked my tiny mouth.
He began to fuck deeper, almost to my throat but not quite. I closed my eyes as I began to strangely like it. I knew it was wrong but just the thought of it was beginning to excite me. With each length of his cock, my pussy began to dampen more. Every time his groan became more vigorous like he was struggling to keep his cum inside of him. He pulled my head off of him before releasing it from his hands and lifting the shaft up. His eyes hinted to his balls. I ever so slowly moved my head to them, my tongue slithering out of my mouth until it made contact with his sack. His fingers caressed my cheek once more as my tongue stroked up and down his testicles. He was loving every second of it. For the first time I actually thought porn might be my thing after all.
My tongue continued to flick over his scrotum, pleasuring him tremendously. I opened my mouth a bit more, letting his left ball slip into my mouth. I began to suck on it sloppily, coating it with my saliva. My hand began to slide up and down his dick as I worked his balls. He grabbed my hair, keeping it out of my face whilst I went to town on him.
“Good girl, suck big brother’s balls,” He groaned slightly.
I moaned softly as my mouth moved to his right testicle. I did the same as the left, sucking and slurping all around it whilst jerking his shaft. His groan grew a tad louder before he told me to stop.
“I want that pussy,” He groaned as my hand squeezed him gently.
“We can’t Chris...” I started, “Not here.”
“Come with me, I know where to go,” He sighed as he pulled his pants up.
I wiped my mouth as he grabbed my hand. We walked downstairs slowly, trying not to alert our parents. As we reached the bottom of the stairs, we made a quick dash to the front door. Chris grabbed his car keys as we went outside. It was turning dark, the cool breeze began to engulf my body and I began to shiver. He pressed the button on his keys, unlocking the doors and quickly we jumped in. With my teeth chattering, he placed his hand on my thigh and smiled at me. We shared a kiss, our tongues entwined with one another as we sat there in his car. My hands began to move back down to his shorts. Violently, I pulled them down. His cock sprung free once again.
“Drive,” I ordered.
He turned the key, starting the motor as my mouth engulfed his member again. With the sudden acceleration, my head shot back into his abdomen. His hand clamped me there, letting me enjoy his meat in peace. He turned off the radio, letting the sounds of my lips smacking against each other fill the car. He continued to drive as I sucked him off. I was loving it, the fact that it was a forbidden cock made it taste even better, and I wasn’t done just yet. He sped up, trying to get to the peak overlooking the city as fast as he could. He was tired of my mouth, he wanted the sweet, forbidden pussy between my legs.
“Stop please Kirstie,” He whimpered as we reached the summit.
He quickly pulled up to the barrier, turning his headlights off. My head came out from under the steering wheel. I looked out over the city, admiring the beauty of it. The lights shone like a billion tiny candles, it was remarkable.
“You ready pornstar?” He asked.
“Yes, I am,” I answered, “Stud.”
His hands started to wander over my body, feeling every nook and cranny he could. Just like I had done to him, he tugged my jeans down, revealing a red thong. I bit my finger gently, wanting him to uncover my pussy. He licked his lips as he saw a moist patch on the material. He began to tickle my clit through it before pulling them down. He stroked my strip of short, brown pubic hair making me giggle slightly. He adjusted his seat, before beckoning me onto his lap. I complied with his wishes, climbing over the gear stick and onto him. With a knee to each side of him, I began to lower myself. His cock slid into my pussy for the first time, making me moan loudly.
“This big cock feels so good,” I moaned as he went deeper into me.
He cradled me as I began to kiss his neck. I slowly rocked up and down, making the car’s suspension bounce as I rode him. He planted his hands on my ass, helping me get up and down the length slightly. My hands gripped the leather of his chair, as I enjoyed been stretched by his fat cock.
“Oh my god babe, your pussy is so good,” He groaned as I continued to ride him.
His fingers started to caress my asshole, adding to my pleasure whilst his member was buried in my front passage. I moaned sharply, trying to get him to slide his finger in my ass. It took a few attempts but finally he got the message. He pulled his hand to his mouth, licking it slightly before moving it back to the hole. I looked into his eyes as I felt him open it up. Gradually he slid his finger into the hole, pushing it as deep as he could, like he was trying to feel the head of his cock through the wall inside of my body. I began to move up again, straddling both his cock and finger, before ramming myself down on his lap.
I placed my hands on his shoulders as we fucked in his car. The moonlight began to shine on us both through the sunroof as my forehead rested against his. I took heavy breaths due to the delight my body was been put through. With his free hand, he began to rub my back through the cotton of my shirt. I carried on working his cock, my pussy tightly gripping him. It was trying desperately to get his prize, but like earlier Chris wasn’t giving in. His precum was leaking into me, his baby sister but by this time I didn’t care. I was in too deep to stop, I was loving his cock and I could tell incest was going to become a new thing for me. My hips continued to ram down on him, his balls tightening with each slap of my ass. His finger slipped out of my ass, his hands gripped the cheeks helping me once again to straddle him.
He pushed and pulled at my ass, making me ride him harder and harder. My pussy gripped him tightly, as I began to cum.
“Fuck!” I screamed as my hot juices began to coat him.
He sat there watching me as I squirmed on his cock. Spasms went through my body whilst my orgasm continued. I had never came so hard before and it was my brother’s cock that did it.
“I’m going to cum babe,” He grunted.
Just as he had watched me, I watched him as his face began to turn red. His balls began to clench and his dick pulsated inside of me. My pussy began to fill with his thick creamy cum as he sat there with me still impaled on his meat. I licked my lips at him as he had grunted one last time. He looked at me with a cheesy smile on his face as cum began to ooze out of my hole. For some reason it sparked an idea in my head, but that is a different story altogether...
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