Forced Siblings

A Dream

When Dimitri fondled my chest, my witness wrecked panties. I hate him so much, but I wanted him all over me. I hated to admit it, but when he manhandled me, I liked it more than I wanted. I wasn't expecting myself to do this, but I did it anyway. I pushed his face back and kissed him, breathing him in. When we our lips parted I honestly didn't really want to know the kind of face I was making for him to pick me up and bring me up the stairs.

It felt strange to have my legs around his waist and arms around his neck; he picked me up almost like I weighed nothing, carrying me all the way up the stairs. He opened his door and carefully laid me on the bed, unlike the last time. We took a second to just look at each other.

"Do you want this?" he asked.

"Do you?" I said, raising my eyebrow. He stared down at me, then started to frantically unbuckle his belt and pull his pants down. And I did the same, leaving on my panties.

"Take off your top." He demanded. I would usually fight him back, but I wanted it as much as he did. He climbed on top of the bed, moving a pillow under me, surprisingly considerate of my comfortability. Then pulling from his bedside table a condom, when his body was so close to mine, I could practically feel the heat coming off him in waves. He pulled back, giving me a heated stare, while he ripped the condom wrapper open with his teeth, taking it out and throwing the wrapper on the floor.

He glanced down at his penis, and so did I, my eyes lingering on his python as he slipped the condom on it. I couldn't help but press my legs together again, but he wasn't having it. He pulled my legs apart, dragging a finger along my slit, grazing my clit and making me gasp as he sucked my juices off his finger.

He came in close and started to make out with me. I felt his hand slide my panties to the side. And before I knew it, my eyes bugged out as he slipped his huge cock inside me slowly. I yelled loudly as our lips parted. His hand was on my hip, and the other guiding his dick in my entrance.

"Fuck!" I said, throwing my head back. When I looked up at him, he clenched his jaw harder than I've seen him do before, and his breathing was heavy. He let me adjust to his size for a moment; it hurt. By all means, I was not a virgin, but he was large—so large that my vagina had to adjust to his impressive size.

"Jesus." Dimitri said under his breath, staring down at where our bodies were entangled. I couldn't wait anymore; it was torture. I wanted him to start moving inside of me, but he didn't, so I started moving myself. Dimitri's nose flared. He looked down at me, then smirked.

"Hold on, Vixen." I was surprised at the little nickname, but shrugged it off for the time being.

"No, fuck me." I said having it my way or not at all.

"Ok." he said with an evil smirk, making me want to rethink my decision, but before I could, he started to thrust inside of me. For a moment, it was slow, but then he got faster, too fast. Most I could do was moan, him groaning in the ear, our bodies clapping together. When I opened my eyes, Dimitri was looking at me almost as if I were the main actress in a movie, and he didn't want to miss a second of my performance.

"Scream my name for me."

"No." I said in between thrusts. Dimitri's eyes went wild, and he smacked my ass, making the sound echo in his room.

"Do it," he said.

"Dimitri." I moaned out his name quietly, embarrassed.

"Like that, again, louder for me."

"Oh my God!" I yelled as he lifted my leg putting it on his shoulder, and started to pound deeply into me, making my eyes almost roll into the back of my head.

"I said again," he demanded, pounding me harder.

"Dimitri." I spoke a little louder until it was the only thing that came out of my mouth. I said his name over and over, screaming it at the top of my lungs, until nothing but nonsense came out of me. My walls clenched down on him, sucking him back into me. As Dimitri moaned, I watched him stare at my bouncing chest. His heated gaze flickered to mine. I then started to bite my bottom lip as he rubbed my sensitive clit with a thumb as he fucked me.

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Dimitri's POV

The shrill sound of a phone ringing tore through the fabric of my dreams, jolting me awake. My groggy mind struggled to make sense of the sudden disruption as I fumbled to locate my phone on the nightstand. By now, it had stopped ringing, but the damage was already done. As I blinked away the remnants of sleep, I tapped my phone, the screen, seeing that it was 3:00 in the morning. I realized that I was alone in my bed, the warmth of another body conspicuously absent.

I looked around my room, seeing the used condom wrapper discarded on the floor. What had happened wasn't a dream. The memories rushed back - her moaning, the kiss, the heat of the moment - they were all real. I ran my hands through my hair, pushing it back. I then looked over, expecting to see Stella's sleeping frame and the sensual curve of her back and hips as she faced the wall, but she was gone. The only current proof I have of what happened just a few hours ago is the condom.

I let out a sigh, looking back down at my phone and seeing the four missed calls from Crystal.

"Shit." I pressed the call-back button, putting my phone up to my ear, and waited as it rang. "Hello Crystal?"

"Where have you been? I've been waiting for you." She said sounding irritated.

"I'm sorry." I quickly thought of an excuse. "Um, my brother is in the hospital." I said pretending to have a sad twinge to my voice.

"Oh my God, is he okay?"

"Yeah, he's fine. It was just a little accident, but I need to be with him right now. Rain check?"

"Yeah, definitely, this can totally wait."

"Thank you so much. got to go, bye." I said hanging up then lying back in bed, looking at the ceiling.