A Family Affair Ch. 11

Once he was buried completely, she offered her wrists so she'd only be resting on her shoulders and head, He grabbed both in one hand, then she moaned as he slapped her arse, starting to slowly thrust inside her. "Are you my good girl?" he asked softly.

"I'll always be your good girl," she moaned in reply.

Deborah felt completely at his mercy and she was loving every second. And when she felt him start to thrust faster into her, she felt the smile form on her face. She did wonder if he worried about hurting her, but he'd learn soon enough that with a little pain could come unbelievable pleasure. He slapped her arse again, unable to stop the moan that escaped her. Hearing him chuckle, he slapped her other cheek.

"I'll keep this in mind," he muttered.

He fucked her faster, the occasional slap of her arse. Then he upped it further, releasing her wrists as he leaned forward, and the next thing she knew, his fingers were fondling her pussy, looking for her clit. Once he found that, she glanced to see a look on his face that told her what was going to happen next.

The first touch of his fingers sent a jolt through her body. "Oh my god," she moaned.

Upping everything further, he leaned forward so he was almost mounting her, resting on one hand, his other underneath her body, now focused solely on her clit. And with his new position, he started to drive his cock harder and faster into her arse. He grunted. She moaned. His skin slapped against hers. The sound of his thick cock slamming into her arse was almost mesmerising. His fingers on her clit were relentless.

"Cum for me," he growled into her ear, "Come for me, little girl. Your brother wants you to cum."

"I love my brother's cock in my arse!"

She heard him chuckle. "He's loving his big sister's tight arse. We're doing this again, Deborah. I'm going to own your fucking body."

"Please," she whimpered, feeling him drive even harder, even deeper if possible.

Then the orgasm hit her. He seemed to realise straight away, leaving his cock buried, as her entire body seemed to quiver for more than a few seconds. It was strong enough she almost felt breathless, darkness at the edge of her vision as if she was about to pass out into unconsciousness. What made her smile was the feeling of his lips against her cheek, whispers of his love and affection.

"Fill me," she managed to whisper, "Keep fucking then fill me. And I mean really fuck me, Mark. Don't worry, I can take it."

Feeling him adjust position, her arse was lowered further, feeling her strong hands on her shoulders. Then he fucked relentlessly, no change in tempo, just hard, fast thrusts. She managed to glance back, seeing his body glistening with sweat, his eyes wild with lust and desire. His right hand came into use again, stroking her arse again and again.

She had a second orgasm, almost left crying at how good it felt. Her brother powered on through, no desperate to cum himself. He leaned forward, the angle changing again. It felt so good, that alone was enough to almost help her pass out. "I'm close, little girl," he growled, "I should pull out and make you swallow my cock like the good girl I know you'll be."

Hand around her throat, he gently lifted her head back so he could kiss her. "I'd do it for you," she whimpered. "As I said, anything, Mark."

Keeping hold of her throat, he pounded her solidly for at least another five minutes before he finally came. The groan he released was one of utter... She wasn't sure, it verged on being the beast that lurked within, an animalistic sound that turned her on even more. He kept pumping until he clearly had nothing left to fill her with. Only then did he stop, leaving his cock buried, releasing her throat, guiding her head to the bed.

When his hand started to caress her head, she burst into tears. One moment, dominant. The next, her little brother comforting her. Feeling him carefully pull out, she felt his strong arms envelope her once again. She didn't need the comfort as in aftercare, she'd just never felt as close to him as she did in that moment. His fingers caressed her back, causing her to shiver as she still felt so sensitive. She could also feel his cum leaking from both her pussy and arse. When she laughed, she felt him sigh with relief that she was okay.

"My little brother filled me up tonight," she whispered.

"You're okay?"

"I'm wonderful, Mark. Tonight was just about that. The future? We're going to have a lot of fun."

They both needed a shower after their fun, and she almost started to cry again when he washed her up and down, but it was when she started to shampoo her hair that led to her just leaning against him, enjoying his fingers massaging her. Feeling rather relaxed after being pampered, she enjoyed being dried off by him, but then squealed as he easily picked her up in his arms. She couldn't help gaze at him in wonder as he carried her back to his room.

After a quick change of sheets, as they had made a mess of his other ones, she slid into bed next to him, feeling him pull her back so she was spooned against him. Before she even realised, it was the next morning, waking up and turning to see he was already awake. Feeling the smile form, she snuggled into him. "I love you," she whispered.

Returning the affection, he then added, "Good thing it's Saturday and I don't have a game today. I'm ruined this morning."

"Sitting for breakfast might be difficult for myself."

Their eyes met and they laughed together, feeling him cuddle her tightly again. Getting out of a bed a few minutes later, they threw on some clothes before walking, his hand holding hers, joining the rest of the family for breakfast. Taking his usual seat next to Heidi, she noticed Amy was sitting in a different chair. Meeting her eyes, Amy smiled. "Please, Debbie. You were with him last night so of course you'll sit next to him."

As they ate breakfast, she noticed a few glances in her direction. Mark didn't seem to notice, eating his toast, yoghurt and fruit before sipping at a cup of coffee, reading the latest news on his phone. "So... Did you have a good night, Debbie?" her mother finally asked.

Before she could reply, Mark said, "Oh, she was a very good girl, Mum."

Instant heat in her cheeks at the tone in his voice. Despite getting most of it out of her system last night, she had to squeeze her thighs. Just his tone made her shudder, images from their previous night flooding her mind. "Oh god yes, I was," she finally murmured. Feeling his hand on her back, caressing her spine, he leaned over and kissed her cheek.

"Oh, she was a very good little girl, Mum," he added softly, "So very good. Very obedient." His hot breath on her neck, she turned and just had to kiss him. No idea how long she kissed him for, only stopping when there was a cleared throat, looking across the table to see their mother smiling though looking a little flushed.

"I'm glad you had a good night," she said, "Certainly sounded like it."

"I finally got what I wanted, Mum." Leaning forward, she glanced at Heidi. "Would you ever be interested?"

Her cousin smiled but shook her head. "Nope. A thumb or a couple of fingers is enough for me."

"And now I know my daughter likes things in her butt," Becca exclaimed.

"Oh please, your fingers have been in my arse when you've gone down on me, Mum."

"Okay, I don't care, still totally fucking hot hearing my girlfriend talking about her mother going down on her, and also the fact she likes a little arse-play at the same time." He glanced up and grinned. "Almost enough to make me believe in you, big guy!"

That earned plenty of chuckles around the table. "What's the plan this weekend, Mark?" Mum asked, "Got a game this weekend?"

"Yep, at three as always. After that, I'm taking Deborah into the city for an evening."

"Hang on, you're what?"

"Deborah, you really think it was only going to be last night and that was it? As soon as you told me yesterday morning, I got online during lunch, booked us restaurant and hotel reservations for tonight. I'll drive us into city, we'll figure out something to do tomorrow during the day, and we'll come home tomorrow night, in time for work on Monday."

She waited until they'd finished breakfast before she leapt on him, easily strong enough to carry her to the living room, where she straddled his lap once he'd sat down on the couch. Feeling his erection pressing against her, she snuggled into him, Katie and Heidi sitting either side of her.

"It's nice seeing my twin like this. Just content with life."

"I'd say she looks rather loved up, Katie," Heidi stated, "I guess she has waited."

"It's okay. Worth the wait."

The only reason she got off his lap was that they needed to get ready to go. Asking what sort of clothing was required, unsure as to the restaurant, he said a dress, or nice blouse and skirt would be appropriate. Then he made some light demands. Stockings, suspenders, garter, high heels were a must. He was also going to buy one or two items from a shop he'd found online that they could collect on Sunday.

After watching his game, in which his team just squeaked a last minute victory, she waited as he showered and changed, walking out to meet him dressed in a pair of trousers and a collared shirt. She wasn't the only one to make a comment about how handsome he was. Those blue eyes and the near constant stubble. Even at eighteen, he just had this aura about him.

Driving her into the city later, she held his hand whenever he didn't need to change gear. Arriving at the hotel as the sun was setting, earlier each day as winter was setting in, Mark checked them in, hearing them referred to as 'Mister and Mrs Williams', which made her smile, before he led her towards the elevator and eventually their room, a few floors up. There wasn't much of a view, but then again, she didn't expect to spend much time in the room. And if they were there, they wouldn't be looking out the window.

Her theory was proven correct as Mark mentioned they had a couple of hours. She loved the look on his face as she fell to her knees before him, undoing the belt and his trousers, dropping those and his underwear, taking his cock in her mouth. "I guess we have enough time to make love," he muttered.

They definitely needed a shower after an hour of fooling around and lovemaking. She found herself lost in his eyes as she lay on her back, legs wrapped around him, feeling his big cock sliding in and out of her. She almost had to laugh at the poor men who'd been inside her before. Not a single one came anywhere close to her brother in prowess.

"Fuck, I love your big cock," she moaned as he had her on the road to yet another orgasm.

He smiled and kissed her. "I think it's fair to say I love your entire body, Debs."

Showering together, she insisted he wait downstairs at the bar while she prepared to head out. He didn't mind, throwing on the same clothes he'd been wearing before, having ensured they were not creased before undressing, before leaving her to get ready. She didn't bother with a bra, the black dress she was wearing tight enough to keep her tits under control. Also didn't bother wearing panties, though she did as her brother demanded otherwise. A quick styling of hair and application of make-up later, she took one last look in the mirror, before grabbing her purse and light jacket, heading downstairs to meet her brother.

The look on his face as she appeared made her smile at him in return. Standing up from the stood, he kissed her cheek and helped her up onto the one next to him. "Jesus wept, you're fucking gorgeous, Deborah."

She definitely blushed at his tone. "I'll have a gin and tonic, lover. And where are we going for dinner?"

"I know you love Italian so we're going to one of the best places in the city."

"I thought it was with men that a way to his heart was his stomach."

"Or his balls," he retorted, making her giggle. After drinks were placed in front of them, he ran his fingers up her calf, over her knees and up her thigh, moving so he could eventually run them under her dress. When she felt him press against her, she enjoyed the look on his face. "My dear sister," he whispered, "Are you not wearing underwear?"

Leaning forward to his ear, she whispered back, "Easier for your fingers or cock to slide inside me, little brother."

She enjoyed the growl in his throat before he left a soft kiss on her lips but a promise in his eyes for a while lot more. Finishing their drinks, he took her hand and led her towards the door, helping her with her jacket before they wandered out into the cool night time air.

The restaurant her brother chose wasn't the largest place, but had the perfect ambiance for a romantic evening between two young lovers. Though he said money was no object, they avoided a starter, choosing a main and dessert each. He wasn't a big fan of wine, so he stuck to a soft drink. She did enjoy a glass or two as they ate and chatted away, amazed that even when spending nearly day together, they always found something to discuss, and silences were always comfortable.

After he'd settled the bill, a single glance telling her to keep her purse closed, he escorted her to a club. She knew it wasn't his scene at all, but she had always loved going for a drink and a dance. And despite not being a fan, she was pleased to see him enjoy herself, though that was likely because she spent her entire time draped over him, and felt his erection pressing into nearly the entire time.

"I'm wearing a larger plug," she breathed into his ear after a couple of hours, "Want to go back to our room so you can just pound my arse until we go to sleep?"

She loved the look in his eyes, sculling his drink and practically dragged her out of the club, giggling away as she knew she was going to be in for it now. Walking through the lobby of the hotel, she noticed the glance from the receptionist, who almost blushed as her brother must have had his intentions clear on his face. Boarding the elevator, she found herself pressed against the side, Mark pulling down her top to reveal her breasts, his mouth latching onto one of her nipples without delay.

A ding and the doors opened, Mark picking her up, wrapping her legs around him, carrying her towards the door to their room, his mouth not moving from her breasts. He managed to open the door, kicking it shut behind him, depositing her on the bed. He practically tore the dress off her, leaving her in just her stockings, garter and heels. The look in his eyes verged on feral.

"Where's the lube?" he demanded.

Pointing to her bag, he found a tube of it, stripping out of his clothes so fast, it nearly made her head spin. Lubing up his cock, he pulled her back to the edge of the bed, feeling her bum lifted up. He carefully took the plug out of her, hearing him mention it was a little larger than the one she'd worn the previous night. Feeling him apply some lube, he didn't waste time sliding his cock inside her arse.

"Oh fuck yes!" she cried, "Mark, my arse is yours all night. Just fucking nail me the entire time."

By the time he was done with her, Deborah was out of it completely. She was fairly sure he'd cum inside her once, another load on her, and then he dragged her onto the floor, leaving the last on her face. As soon as he'd finished ejaculating, he disappeared into the bathroom, hearing him start a bath, as she slumped against the foot of the bed. She opened her eyes to see him kneeling before her, gently wiping her face down with a warm cloth.

"You okay?" he asked quietly.

"I love you so fucking much right now," she whispered, "But my bum is very sore."

"Debs, we've been going for two hours."

"I'll ensure I have a soft chair at breakfast in the morning."

Carefully picking her up in his arms, he placed her down in the bath before joining her. Considering her entire body was like jelly, he could have done what he pleased, but he turned off the water once the bath was full, and she enjoyed feeling the cloth running across her body as he wiped her down, feeling him leaving soft kisses on her cheeks, neck and shoulders at the same time.

She'd never been treated like this by any of her ex-boyfriends. Relaxing entirely, the next thing she felt was being lifted out of the bath, sitting on its edge as her brother wrapped her up in a towel, carrying her again out into the bedroom where he dried her off, ensuring her hair wasn't too wet, before he gently placed her down on the bed. He dried of quickly and joined her, feeling her arms around her once again.

Waking the next morning, she immediately felt a dull ache before smiling, knowing exactly why she was sore. Her brother wasn't awake just yet, content to just watch him sleep, though she couldn't help leaving a soft kiss on his lips, which did wake him eventually.

They made love before breakfast.

Checking out of the hotel after their meal, he left the car in the parking garage as they wandered out into cool midday sunshine. She remembered him mentioning a shop. It wasn't quite a sex shop but it was the sort of premises that catered to some of her interests. Her brother had obviously moved quickly, giving his name and asking if his order had been finished. The girl behind the counter, a pretty young thing covered in tattoos and piercings, smiled and told him it was complete.

It was a velvet choker necklace, very pretty, with the patterns along each edge. But it was the pendant that gained her attention. Seeing what was written, she couldn't help grin.

"I know you hate the word, so on this side, the side you'll show the world, it'll say you're my good girl," he explained, "But on the inside, hidden from the world, only for you and me to know, is that fact you are going to be my slut. But I'll never call you that, and the world, at large, will never know."

Placing it around her neck, she met the eyes of the girl, who smiled as she felt tears running down her cheeks. It was perfect, just what she wanted, a sign that her brother owned her. He wouldn't just own her body. Alongside her twin sister, he'd also own a piece of her heart.

"Are you new to all this?" the girl asked.

"Yeah. Deborah knows a little bit. I'm a novice," her brother admitted.

"The lady that runs this place offers private classes. Nothing sexual will take place but she'll certainly help you learn the lifestyle. Would that interest you?"

Mark glanced at her. She nodded immediately. It sounded perfect. The girl behind the counter grinned, offering them a card. "Her name is Yvonne. I'll let her know you'll call. She's available nearly every day. Doesn't take on too many clients as she's also a professional dominatrix, but loves to teach others." The girl looked at her. "She's going to love you, though you'd be surprised how many men love to be the sub."

"I've waited a long time for this," Deborah confessed. Her brother knew, but still, telling him was a thrill.

The girl chuckled, offering her hand. "I'm Sue, by the way," shaking both their hands, "I'm fairly sure I'm going to see you guys again soon. I like to dabble from time to time with my boyfriend. Once you're a little more experienced, I'd certainly suggest a club or two you could hit up and have a lot more fun."

"I'll certainly keep that in mind," Mark said, "Thanks for the card. We'll call her once we get home."

Swapping farewells, Deborah was amazed that she didn't feel a self-conscious for a second wearing her choker and pendant. You couldn't miss what it said. In fact, more than one person passing offered a knowing smile. "Mark?"

"Hmmm?"

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, gorgeous. What do you want to do now?"

"Let's go home. I'd like to spend the rest of today in bed with you. Maybe for a snuggle, maybe some sex too." She paused before adding, "Maybe without the anal though. My bum is a little sore."