Brother’s Incestous Bet Chapter 4: Little Sister’s Dripping Passion by mypenname3000..,

Introduction: Full of frustrated passion, a little sister is dripping and in need of her big brother! , Brother’s Incestuous Bet

(An Incestuous Harem Story)

Chapter Four: Little Sister’s Dripping Passion

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this!

Maria Reenburg

“Now come with me and we’ll get started on what you can do for me,” Vanessa purred.

The African American woman had a naughty grin on her face. Her wavy, black hair spilled about her hungry features. She was my father’s secretary at his office in the state capitol. Her fake boobs stretched her blouse, her short skirt hugging her lithe thighs and curving hips. The flavor of my father’s cum, mixed with her pussy juices, lingered on my lips.

She’d blocked me from having sex with my father. She knew I was trying to seduce him. I was just getting Daddy all buttered up, all nice and horny, and then she came in and took advantage of his hard dick. I always suspected Daddy was cheating on Mom and fucking Vanessa, now I knew it. I heard them, then tasted the proof. She promised me, though, if I did things for her, she would help bring Daddy around to incest.

To having sex with me.

Vanessa sauntered before me. She was a leggy woman, her hips swaying as she sauntered on her high heels. I smoothed my pleated skirts. They flared and fell down to my mid-thigh, looking like something sexy but still appropriate for an intern to wear at a state senator’s office.

I glanced at the door to my daddy’s private office. I was so close and then Vanessa came in. But she was always around. She had some sort of hold on him. If I tried to do any seduction, she would swoop in and take advantage of it.

I didn’t have a choice.

I followed her through the reception area of my father’s office. My desk and Vanessa’s were in here. She sauntered to a small side room where there was a conference table, good for group meetings. What did she want me to do in there?

Vanessa sauntered in, saying, “Close the door behind you.”

“Okay,” I said, my heart hammering in my chest. I felt so scared. This wasn’t the way it was supposed to go. I was supposed to win my bet with my brother handily today. He thought he could seduce our Mom before I could get Daddy’s cock in me. I even let him have a head start.

It was supposed be easy. I needed to win this bet. I wanted to beat my smug brother and take his car. Then I would drive him around. It would be so much fun. He’d have to watch me have Daddy’s child, too, knowing it could have been his child if he’d just sealed the deal with Mom first.

I closed the door behind me. The sound echoed through the room. Vanessa turned around, her breasts swaying in her low-cut blouse. Her hands gripped her skirt. She worked it up slowly, the cloth sliding up her thighs. She wiggled her hips, letting out a whimpering moan.

I swallowed. My heart pounded. “You want me to…”

“Yes, lick me clean,” she said, her skirt rising higher, exposing more and more of her dark-brown thighs. She had a rich hue to her skin, a lovely mahogany that had my heart beating faster and faster.

Then her skirt popped over her pussy. She wore no underwear. Her pussy was shaved and glistening. My father’s cum dribbled out of her, the pearly spunk standing out against her dark skin. One line was oozing down her right inner thigh.

I shivered, staring at my father’s seed. It was Daddy’s cum. That little taste she gave me had left me aching. I was turned on, but I’d never eaten pussy before. I’d imagined eating Mom’s while masturbating, of course, pretending to lick Daddy’s or Sean’s cum out of her depths.

My pussy clenched. A wave of heat washed through me. My nipples throbbed in my bra. I wiggled my hips from side to side, my panties absorbing the passion leaking out of me. This molten heat that begged me to do something.

“You eat me out, and I’ll guide your father to accepting incest,” Vanessa moaned. “You’ll get that dick in you, just like you want.”

I fell to my knees. “I want that,” I groaned, my mouth watering. My hands grabbed her hips. “I want that so badly.”

She grabbed a fistful of my blonde hair and yanked my head to her pussy, saying, “Course you do. You’re a nasty, little pervert.”

She pressed my mouth against her shaved pussy. Her hot flesh rubbed on my lips. Daddy’s salty cum coated my lips along with her tangy cream. I shuddered, my hands gripping her thighs as she whimpered. Her hips ground her snatch against me, smearing her cunt across my mouth. I opened wide, letting that naughty mix of juices flow into my mouth.

This was such a wicked thing to do. I thrust my tongue out, eager to taste more and more of my daddy’s spunk. My body trembled, heat flowing through me. My tongue fluttered through her pussy, caressing her silky folds, gathering up that tangy cream and incestuous jizz.

My eyes squeezed shut. I groaned and she shuddered. Her big tits jiggled in her blouse. She groaned, her back arching. She bit her lower lip, her head shaking from side to side. Her hips wiggled, undulating and grinding on me.

“That’s it, you little pervert,” she moaned. “Mmm, you’re such a slut, aren’t you? You just want to eat all that cum out of me. Mmm, yes, yes, lick my cunt, you little, White bitch.”

I shuddered at her humiliating words. A strange flush ran through me. My brother called me a slut and whore, but I never felt like he was demeaning me. I shouldn’t be doing this, but I was tasting my daddy’s cum.

“Mmm, yes, yes, just a perverted, little rich bitch,” she moaned. “Think you can get whatever you want. This is the real world. You gotta pay, cunt. Now get that tongue in me. Wiggle it around.”

I thrust my tongue deep into her pussy. Her hot sheath clenched about it as her tangy juices flowed into my mouth. I fluttered my tongue, scooping out my daddy’s jizz. That delicious, salty flavor burst on my tongue every time I found more.

She moaned, her face twisting in bliss as she ground on me. Her hips wiggled from side to side, smearing those hot cuntlips on my mouth. Her cream spilled over my chin as she moaned. She held my blonde hair, holding me tight to her twat.

My tongue thrust into her cunt over and over again. I quested around, searching for more of my daddy’s cum. I groaned as I found more and more, but it was dwindling. I strained my tongue, fluttering through her, whimpering, wanting to eat all that yummy cum out of her.

“Fuck, yes,” moaned Vanessa. “Lick my cunt, you little rich bitch.”

I let out a frustrated moan.

“I don’t care if there’s no more of your father’s jizz in me,” she panted, staring down at me. “I want you cleaning me. Put that mouth to work and pay me, cunt!”

She pulled harder on my hair, grinding her pussy on my mouth, using me. I whimpered and fluttered my tongue. I remembered every little thing that my brother did to my cunt. I caressed her pussy lips with my lips. I would pay her. I would get my cunt full of Daddy’s dick.

I could make her cum to get that.