I woke up that Saturday morning, still sore from cheerleading the night before. It was the first game of the season, and I suppose my muscles had been a little stiff, what with it being so cold and all. I squeezed my thighs together, recalling how hot I had been last night, knowing all those people were looking at my body. I’m about 5’6” tall, with curly auburn hair, hazel eyes, and a body that I work hard to maintain. My measurements are, 36B-22-34.
I smiled as I remembered almost spinning the wrong way during one cheer as I tried to look up Mary’s skirt. I came to terms with my desire for both men and women long before, but I wouldn’t go so far as to call myself a bisexual, considering that I was still a virgin.
Then an idea struck me. My cheerleading outfit turned me on to no end. The tight sweater, the nylons hugging my legs, the skirt lightly patting my ass as I walked, and best of all, the spandex panties which squeezed my cooch. I wanted to play with myself through my clothes. I got up and looked at the time. 7:30 In the morning. Perfect, my parents were in Vegas, my little sister was at a friend’s, and her twin brother wouldn’t be awake until noon.
I crept down stairs and to the garage, where I had placed my uniform on top of the washer and drier. I was just about to open the door when my 16-year-old brother, Doug came out of the garage. He was even more surprised than he was. I asked him what he was doing and he told me he had heard a noise and came down to investigate. He said it had just been our cat, Fuzzy. I let him go, more because I didn’t want him asking me why I was down there. I figured he had been looking at Dad’s Penthouse’s behind the hot water heater. That is until I realized my cheerleading panties were missing. I looked around a good ten minutes until I came to the conclusion that Doug must have taken them. I had been missing some of my panties out of the wash, and realized that my little brother MUST be stealing my panties!
I decided to confront him, I mean, I couldn’t wait to see the humiliation on his face! Not to mention the fact that he’d do just about anything to keep me from telling mom and dad. I also thought how shocked my friends would be if I ever told them the story. They all thought my brother was really cute. They said he looked like Scott Wolf, to which I’d make a gagging noise, never letting on that I thought the same thing.
I walked up to his room, and put my ear to his door, but all I heard was the rustling of his sheets, so I threw open the door, startling him! He was under his comforter, but his face was beet red. I closed the door behind me. “Have you seen my cheerleading panties?” I asked.
“No.” He answered too quickly. I started to walk closer, and he began to pull the blanket higher.
“I thought maybe the cat may have taken them.”
“Yeah, yeah, maybe the cat…” Then, I grabbed the blanket and yanked it away from him, and what did I see? Doug was wearing the gold-colored panties and nothing else!
“What the Hell are you wearing…” I was speechless! I stood there as his muscular chest heaved with quick, shallow breaths, and his undeniably large penis pressed against the yellow material. I noticed for the first time how very “Male” my brother was, and the panties only heightened the effect. Suddenly I felt very vulnerable standing there in nothing but my babydoll lingerie. “I’m telling Mom and Dad, maybe they can find help for you.” With that I turned to leave the room as quickly as possible, but my brother was out of bed in a flash.
“Lisa, no!” He yelled as he grabbed me by the shoulders and spun me back into the room. I could feel my face turn red.
“Let me go, you pervert!” I tried to walk past him, but he continued to block my way.
“Come on, Lisa!” He pleaded. “I’ll do ANYTHING! Please, just don’t tell?”
“Like what?” I didn’t have the desire to fight. I was imagining my brother naked, and I HAD to get away.
“I don’t know, I’ll do all your chores…”
I laughed.
“O.K. I’ve got two hundred dollars, it’s all yours.”
“And?…”
“What else do you want?”
“Be my slave.” I said. “Call me master, when no one is watching, understand?”
“Y-yeah, I mean, yes, Master.” He looked down, completely embarrassed.
“Then put on your robe.” I stood there with my arms crossed and waited for him to put on the robe. Now I had my own little slave. I wondered how far my little slave would go to keep his secret.
Doug followed me to my room, and I locked the door after we were inside. I lay down on my bed. “Now, take off your robe.” I said. He hesitated. “Come on, I don’t have all day. Just say ‘yes Master’ and do it.”
“Yes, Master” he said and dropped the robe.
“Now take off the panties.” I was surprised how easily it came out, and how quickly he complied. He slipped his thumbs under the waist band and slipped them off, first revealing the brown hair running from his navel and growing steadily thicker and darker the lower it went, until I saw his large penis, sticking out almost horizontal. My yellow panties dropped around his feet. “Now go to my panty drawer, I assume you know which one it is, and get out another pair.” He walked over to my dresser and pulled out a pair off bikini cut, blue silk panties and held them out to show me. “Well, put them on, slave.” He did so, like the good little slave he was. “Now put on a pair of pantyhose.” I told him. He reached into a pair and started to pull on a nude colored pair. “I see you’ve put them on before.” I said, seeing he knew how to put them on.
“Yes, Master.” He said as he smoothed out the wrinkles. I stood up and turned around and presented my back to him.
“Help me with this.” I said, as I took down the straps of my lingerie. He walked over and helped me slide it down. I could feel my brother hesitantly caress my hips as he slid the garment down, and that excited me. “Now don’t look down.” I told him. Then, I lay down face first on the bed and covered my rear end with a blanket. “Now, Slave, give me a massage… and wipe that grin off your face.”
He bent down and began to hesitantly rub my back. “It’d be easier if you got on the bed, slave.” He complied, and straddled my thighs, his nylon clad legs squeezing mine. I moaned, just to encourage him of course. I flexed my ass, making it hard and round, and, after doing it a couple of times, my slave got the hint and began to lean against my ass every time I flexed.
Now, I was really hot, and I knew my brother was ready to burst, so I thought it was time to end things before he got out of hand. “Alright, Slave. That’s enough” I said. My brother stopped massaging, but he didn’t stop thrusting against my butt. “Get off me, Doug!” I tried shoving him off, but he held my arms down and then he bent down to talk into my ear.
“You thought you were real funny, didn’t you, Lisa? But I know how turned on you are right now. Aren’t you?”
“Fuck you.” I said. Then, I flipped me around so that my breasts lay exposed in front of my brother. I hated him so much right then, but I couldn’t deny that I was as wet as I’d ever been. Doug took his nylon covered leg and shoved it between my legs and against my neatly trimmed little pussy. I began to struggle and scream, so he slapped me across the face.
“Shut up!” He said and slapped me again. Then he began to shove his knee against me rhythmically.
“How does that feel?” He asked.
“Like shit.” I lied, so he slapped me across the face and I had to fight back the tears.
“Tell me you like it. Tell me you want more.”
“I want more” I said as tears began to stream down my face. Doug began to rub his cock through the panties. Then, he ripped open the panties and nylons, exposing his large, swollen, member. I gasped at the size. He began to pump it. “Let me do that for you, Master.” I said seductively. Doug removed his hand and I took his shaft in my hand and began to twist until Doug cried out. I maneuvered him so that He was laying on his back. “Now you little shit. Don’t you EVER forget who’s in charge, understand?” I said as I squeezed his dick even harder.
“Yes, Master!” He pleaded. I let his dick go.
“Would you like to touch it and make it feel better?” I asked. Doug nodded. “Then rub it, Slave.” He began to rub it slowly while staring at my tits. “I noticed it never got smaller while I held it. You’re a horny little fuck aren’t you. How do we make it go down to normal size, Slave?”
“I have to cum.” He replied.
“What happens when you cum.” I asked as I spread his legs and knelt in front of him to get a better look.
“White stuff comes out.”
“Have you ever tasted it?” I asked.
“N-no.” He stammered.
“Well, we’ll have to fix that, won’t we. Does it still hurt?” I asked as I stroked his forearm.
“Yes, Master.”
“Would you like me to kiss it and make it better?” I asked.
“Yes.” He almost whispered. I bent down and Doug removed his hand. Then I lightly kissed the tip and felt a tingling in my twat when his penis twitched.
“How was that, little brother?” I asked.
“I-it still really hurts, Sis.” He pleaded. He looked so pitiful, so he bent down and licked the length of the shaft. God, I liked the taste.
“Is that better?” I asked.
“It still hurts.” He told me.
“Well you hurt me too. What are you going to do to make me feel better?” I asked as I leaned back in the bed and rested on my elbows. Doug got up and began to kiss my toes.
“How’s this, Master?” He asked.
“Not bad.” I replied Then he began to suck on my toes. “Mmmm. You’re a good little Slave, Doug, but, before we go any farther, you know how wrong this is, don’t you?”
“Yes, Lisa, I know, but I’ve always wanted you. Ever since that time mom stopped letting us take baths together because we were playing doctor.”
“Then we have to seal our little union with a kiss.” With that Doug took me in his arms and kissed me. Our tongues met and we explored each other’s bodies. Then, he kissed his way down my neck and then caressed one breast while sucking my nipple. God, how I moaned.
“Suck my clit, little brother. Suck it.” I begged. Doug licked down my stomach, paying special attention to my belly-button. Then I spread my thighs and kissed and licked around my pubic hair. “Stop teasing me slave and suck me off!” With that, he licked up and down my slit until my clitoris presented itself. Then, Doug took it in his mouth and began to suck on it. I came almost immediately and that’s when we learned I was a squirter, because I covered Doug’s face with my juices.
“How do I taste?” I asked after I caught my breath.
“Wonderful, sis. You want to taste?” I purred with pleasure and then licked my brother’s face clean. I loved the taste of myself, so I decided to find out what tasted better: Pussy or Cock. I laid my brother down on the bed and devoured his cock. I began to suck on the head when my brother lost his load and filled my mouth with cum, but I didn’t swallow. I got up and kissed my brother on the mouth and gave him back his load. With some trouble, he managed to swallow. Afterward we lay in bed, Doug holding me.
“Doug, were you telling the truth that you’ve always wanted me?”
“Yes.” He said and kissed my hair.
“I wasn’t the only one in the tub, remember?”
“I know. I want Dawn, too.”
“That’s sick.” I said as I cupped his cock. “I’ve always wanted her, too.” We both laughed. “I’ve always had a crush on Dad.” I told him.
“Well, I’ve always wanted Mom, and I think I can get her.”
“You lie!” I said.
“I’m serious, Mom always seems to want to work on the garden when I go swimming and I catch her looking at me. And have you seen those cut off shorts she always wears?”
“You haven’t got a chance!” I told him.
“I’ve got a better chance than you’ve got with Dawn.”
“Wanna bet?”