Chloe’s Curiosity

The 16 year old Chloe pretends to be drunk, to see what her twin brother would do

— English is my second language, please forgive me for mistakes. I do appreciate feedback! —

I stumbled over my own two feet as I walked up the stairs, cursing softly to myself. I tried to be quiet, not waking anyone up. I’ve had something to drink at a friend’s house, leaving me slightly buzzed but nowhere near drunk. Two glasses of wine would not do that to me. I wanted to stay sober. The last two times I came home drunk out of my mind, I had very vivid dreams of seeing my sixteen year old twin brother looming over me, his hand moving over his cock. There wasn’t enough light in the room to see much, and I had thought they were just drunk dreams, but I wasn’t so sure. They were hazy and wobbly from the alcohol.

I stumbled up the landing, making my way to my bedroom. Suddenly my brother’s door swung open, scaring me for a second before I started to giggle.
“Holy fuck,” I chuckled, trying my best to slur the words.
“Are you drunk, Chloe?” he asked, as he stepped forward, grabbing my elbow to keep me from swaying. So far, it appeared he was buying my act. I giggled again as I tried to pull my arm free.
“I am fine, Jasshole,” I slurred to him, using the nickname I had come up with when I was younger. He didn’t let go, and I looked up at him. He was so different from me. Even though we were born just minutes apart, nobody would have thought we were twins. He was wide shouldered, slightly chubby, and an absolute nerd. His favorite pastime was to play games with his online buddies. He rarely came out of his room. I, on the other hand, loved hanging out with people in real life. Dancing, flirting and teasing. Despite that, I was still a virgin. I was a lot smaller than Jason, with a well filled chest and small waist. Right now, I was dressed in a short summer dress, while he was in sweats and a shirt. I let myself fall against his arm, my eyes drooping.
“I’m tired,” I mumbled, stumbling towards my bedroom. Jace let me go but I heard how he followed me to my room anyway. I kicked off my shoes and let myself fall forward on the bed. The movement caused my dress to ride up my ass, but I made no effort to cover up. Instead, I pretended to pass out.

“Chloe?” he asked, but I didn’t respond, letting my breathing deepen to feign sleep. “Jeez, you really are drunk.” He grabbed my arm and carefully flipped me to my back. He gently slapped me on my cheek, and somehow I managed not to flinch at that. “How much have you had to drink?” Of course I didn’t respond. I had chosen this night specifically for my act. My parents were out of town and wouldn’t return until tomorrow afternoon. I knew Jason would be here. Secretly I was hoping he would recognize the opportunity. I never found my brother very sexy or attractive, but the thought of him jerking off to me was arousing nonetheless. And right now I wanted to see if he really did that.
“Come on, let’s get you ready for bed.” Gently he rolled me to my side, unzipping the dress at the back. He then rolled me to my back, pulling the straps from my shoulders. He was so nice as his hand slid under my lower back, lifting up my hips to be able to pull the dress off me completely, leaving me in just my lace bra and panties. It was quiet then. I bet he was watching me, but I didn’t dare to open my eyes yet.
“CHLOE!” he suddenly said sharply and loudly. He slapped my cheek again, a bit harder this time, causing my head to fall to the side. My skin stung, but I still managed to not respond.
“Holy fuck, you really are out.” Carefully he lifted me, placing me further on the bed, my head on the pillow. For just a second I thought he would cover me with my blanket and leave me be.

But he didn’t. The bed dipped as he crawled on the bed with me. He straddled my thighs and leaned forward. I felt the heat of his breath on my face, right before his lips crashed against mine. With his hand he pried my mouth open, his tongue quickly finding mine. This was the hardest part, keeping my tongue completely relaxed. Even if it twitched, he never seemed to notice. He moaned as his body grinded against mine.

My heart was pounding a little when he sat back up. I had thought he would just jerk off to me and disappear, but he was taking full advantage of the situation. His hands found my breasts, kneading them harshly through the thin material of the bra.
“You are so pretty, Chloe. And right now you’re all mine. I am done with you teasing me, walking around in just a bra. This is what you deserve.” He pulled the material down, causing my breasts to be thrusted up by the bra. His hands found my nipples, which hardened quickly to his touch.
“I know nobody has ever touched these. I heard you talk about it on the phone. And now you don’t even know.” He chuckled, before he shifted. His warm mouth engulfed one of my nipples and he sucked it in hard. The feeling was so unexpected and delicious, that I couldn’t stop a moan from escaping my throat. Immediately he froze, but after a second, continued his assault. Sucking hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive nub. I moaned again, softly.
“Filthy little slut,” he whispered, a sadistic tone in his voice. “Even passed out drunk, your body responds to me.” He suddenly bit down hard on the side of my boob and I held my breath not to pull away from this. To be honest, I was horny as fuck. The pain made my head swim, but I was glad when he let go. Instead, he placed soft little wet kisses down my stomach. Lower each time. Dipping his tongue in my belly button but not stopping his trail down until he reached my panties.
“This is the day, little sister, that we both lose our virginity. The only thing is that I will remember it.” He pulled my hips up a little, allowing him to pull my panties down, leaving me naked. Without any hesitation, he pulled my legs wider, opening my pussy for him. He groaned happily as his fingers came in contact with my wet private part.
“Your body is ready for me.” The weight disappeared from the bed and I opened my eyes just a little bit. Barely enough to see what was going on. He pulled off his pants, boxers and shirt, leaving him just as naked as me.

“I have been waiting for this for ages.” Jason knelt between my legs. My heart was pounding like crazy. He pulled up my legs and placed them on his shoulders, lifting my hips slightly off the bed. I felt the hot tip of his cock line up with my pussy. When he touched the sensitive skin, even before he entered me, he already groaned excitedly. My skin was tingly where he touched me but I didn’t respond.
“I hope you’re ready for this, cause it is going to happen.” Slowly he let his cock sink deep inside my pussy. I had to do everything to not moan out loud. I have had my own fingers inside me, but nothing could ever prepare me for his thickness. I had to be careful not to wince at the uncomfortable feeling of him stretching me. It hurt, but he never knew. He withdrew, only to slam right back in.
“You feel so good. Your cunt was made for my cock,” he moaned, picking up the pace. He was rough, using my body like a doll. He never knew I was wide awake as he pounded hard inside me. It didn’t take long before my body got used to the feeling, and pain turned into pleasure. I felt my orgasm build quickly and I couldn’t hold back a moan as my body spasmed, cumming on his cock. He just chuckled as he grabbed my nipples, pulling on them harshly. However, he did not last long. Jason groaned louder, before sending his thick seed deep inside my womb. He then stilled, his cock twitching inside me until his balls were completely empty. It wasn’t until then that he pulled back and lazily let my legs fall to the side. He let himself fall to the bed next to me and snuggled me from behind. Softly he kissed my neck.
“We were amazing, little sister. Raping your virgin cunt was the best choice I could have made.” He pulled me closer and it wasn’t much longer until his breathing became heavy and he started snoring softly. I shivered. I was slightly hurting, but it felt delicious. My pussy was throbbing, as well as my nipples. I was sure to feel this later. Slowly, I let myself drift to sleep.

I woke up a couple of hours later. I barely had enough sleep and I was feeling groggy. Jason was behind me, grinding against my ass. His cock was hard and pressed against my skin.
“What are you doing?” I mumbled, my voice thick from sleep.
“Are you still drunk?” he asked, slowing his movements.
“The world is spinning.” I seemed to be an expert at slurring my words. Being half asleep only helped making it more believable.
“Go back to sleep, Chloe. I’m going to take care of you, okay?” I just nodded, snuggled back against him and pretended to fall back asleep. Either it was because he was horny as fuck, or because he thought I couldn’t lie about this, but he believed me. Again. I felt how his cock poked against my ass a couple of times, in search of my pussy. When he finally found it, he slid right back in, guided by his previous load of cum.
“Jason,” I whimpered.
“Sshhh, you’re dreaming.” I mumbled some incoherent words as he started to sharply thrust inside me. I moaned loud, especially when his hand moved to my front and he started to rub my pussy. I felt like I was floating. His fingers felt so good. He started to thrust faster inside me, before he cummed, filling my pussy again. This time, he didn’t pull out. He kept rubbing my clit until I too exploded, squeezing my muscles tight around his cock.
“That’s it, good girl,” he said softly, kissing my shoulder. I let myself fall back asleep, with him still buried inside me.

When I woke up the next morning, I was alone. The door to my room was wide open. I stretched and yawned loudly, feeling my muscles protest. My pussy tingled and I felt the sticky cum still between my legs. Movement caught my eye and I saw Jason walk past my room. I quickly scrambled to grab my blanket and cover myself up. I knew he had seen everything already
“Good morning, sunshine! How are you feeling?” He spoke loudly and I winced. Even though I didn’t drink that much, I still had a slight headache.
“Sore. But I slept like a rock.”
“That’s good.” He seemed pleased by that and I couldn’t help but hope he would do it again.
“I did have a weird dream, though,” I mentioned, looking thoughtful. He stiffened, answering with a casual ‘Oh?’. I nodded. “Yeah. I was dreaming I was being fucked. I even woke up feeling like I had cum in my pussy.”
“Hm, that is weird.” At that, he walked away, and a couple of seconds later I heard the shower running. Fine. Two can play that game.

For the weeks that followed, I made sure I made his life a living hell. I walked around in a towel after showering, holding it so just my nipples were covered. I bent forwards so he could see straight in my shirt as I wanted to pick up something. Each time I would catch him, I would scold him. I knew he was frustrated at that. I wanted him to act out. To just take what he wanted, like he had done when he thought I was unconscious from the amount of alcohol. So I picked up my game. I started to leave my door open after showering, making sure he saw how I bent down to put on some panties, giving him a clear view of my pussy. I played with myself in the evening, careful that my parents wouldn’t hear me, but making sure he would. Of course I left my door a little bit open. I caught him looking at me, at my fingers that rubbed my clit furiously. I kept looking at his face as I cummed, moaning deeply. It wasn’t until then that he looked up and saw that I had caught him. Immediately he disappeared. I chuckled.

To be honest, it was starting to become unbearable. My nights were filled with feverish dreams of him forcing his cock in my hungry pussy. Of him grabbing my tits like they belonged to him. Of him just taking me. My life revolved around teasing him so much that it was starting to drive me crazy. It wouldn’t take much longer before I would throw myself at his feet and beg him to fuck me.

But I didn’t have to wait much longer. My parents were out and I was on my bed, rubbing my clit while moaning, making sure he heard me. I heard a curse coming from his room, before his heavy footsteps made their way to my room. The door swung open and I gasped innocently at him, my legs still wide and my hand resting on my pussy.
“I am fucking done,” he growled, as he ripped off his pants and boxers, leaving him naked.
“J-Jace, what are you doing? Get out!” He made his way to the bed, grabbed my hips and flipped me over onto my hands and knees.
“You fucking well know what I’m doing. You fucking whore.” Without any hesitation, he slammed his cock deep inside me. Ever since he fucked me the first time, I hadn’t had anything in my pussy. I wanted to stay tight. And for good reason. I moaned loud as I stretched on his cock. I was wet enough that it didn’t hurt too much, but it was just deliciously uncomfortable for just a bit. He never gave me time to adjust as his fingers dug deep in my hips, pulling me back into his deep thrusts. He slapped my ass a couple of times, leaving my skin stinging and warm. Yess, this is what I wanted! I hollowed my back and spread my legs a little further, making sure he was able to ram his cock right in. His hand snaked around my chest, grabbing my tit and pulling hard on my nipple. Pain lanced through my body and I whimpered, which only seemed to spur him on. He moved faster, slamming deep inside me. When he switched to my other nipple, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I cummed. Hard. So hard that my world faded to black for just a moment, only his dick driving in my pussy and the pain in my nipples existed. It pulled him right over the edge, filing my cunt with his seed.

It has been so intense. So sudden. I didn’t know what to do as he pulsated inside me. It was then that a thought ripped through my head.
“Jace,” I said softly, not moving. “I’m not on the pill.” Jason pulled out of me and flipped me to my back. He slapped my pussy once, before grinning.
“I know. I knew the first time I fucked you. I don’t care, that is not my problem. You messed with the wrong person for too long. And now you’re mine.” He turned around and left the room, leaving me a confused mess.

He kept his promise. I was now his. He allowed me to go out with friends. He allowed me to have a boyfriend and have sex with him, as long as I wore a condom. But every time he wanted to fuck me, he did just that. He taught me how to suck his cock the way he liked it, so I could entertain him while he was gaming. And to be honest, I loved every moment of it. I could not wait until the day I am carrying his child. But in the meanwhile, I would enjoy every moment he just fucked me absolutely senseless

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