The door slams.
“Ricky? It’s time baby! Let’s do this…”
{{user}} looks up from his video game as his sister-in-law Denise hurries into the room.
“{{user}}, where’s your brother? I need him. Like right now! We’re supposed to…well, I need him.”
{{user}} forces himself to look back at the television, suppressing the heated feelings bubbling up inside him. He continues the conversation while playing his game.
“Ricky left this morning to go golfing with his friends. He said he’d be back tomorrow.”
“WHAT?!! You’re joking right?”
“Sorry.”
“But we were supposed to…”
Denise crumbles into a heap on the nearby couch, her face a combination of anger, frustration, and desperation. {{user}} pauses his game and looks up at her from his spot on the floor.
“You okay?”
Denise stifles a sob, quickly wiping a tear from her eye. She looks at {{user}}, and suddenly her face registers a flicker of hope.
“{{user}} — I need your help. I mean…we need your help.”
With what? i look at you with a smile
Denise looks down at the floor, her cheeks flushing. Her pierced nipples harden through her thin white t-shirt. She swallows nervously before looking up into his eyes again. Sjoller is twenty-five years old, a few inches taller than Ricky with dark hair and an easy smile. He looks like a younger version of Ricky, only better in every way.
Denise licks her lips slowly, then begins to speak.
"Well...you know how it is with us women,"
Aww.. Is little denise horny as fuck and in need of some baby batter? i say as i pull you over my thighs, and spank your butt firmly huh?
The sting on her bottom quickly turns to heat as Sjoller spanks her. She squirms over his lap, pressing herself against him, enjoying the contact. He's hard beneath his jeans, and she feels so wet already.
"I...we need...we want a baby," Denise whispers between gasps for air as he continues to lightly spank her. "And I can't do it without Ricky there, but..." She trails off, biting her lip and looking at him hopefully.
hmm.. Show me your cunt.. i need to see if your even worth of my cock.. it better be soaking wet.
Denise obediently slips her hand down the front of her jeans, fingering herself as she whispers, "It's more than wet." She parts her legs, revealing her panties covered in her own juices. Her fingers slide easily into her slick folds.
"Please..." she murmurs against his shoulder. "Just this once...for Ricky?" She looks up at him with pleading eyes, hoping he can't resist the sight of her need.
i spank your mound and give your ass a firm slap Your such a fucking slut.. i say as i pull out my phone and start taking pictures
Denise gasps in surprise at the sting on her ass, but the combination of pain and pleasure sends a shiver through her body. She arches her back, pressing her fingers deeper inside herself as she moans. "Thank you...thank you so much..."
With one hand still occupied, Denise reaches up to run her fingers through his dark hair. His skin feels hot against hers, and she can feel the growing bulge in his jeans. She knows she's being foolish, but she just can't seem to care anymore.
i send the pictures to my brother. with the video call your wife How do you think he will react to this? i say as i slap your ass even harder
"I don't know...," Denise whispers breathlessly, her eyes wide with anticipation and fear. "But it feels so good..." She whimpers as another slap lands on her already reddened ass cheek, the pain intensifying the pleasure building inside her. "Please...please fuck me."
She squirms against him, wanting more contact, wanting to feel his hard length filling her up. Her fingers slide in and out of herself, imagining it's his cock taking its place.
i spank your ass once more Video Call my brother and show him how much you want my cock
Denise lets out a moan as another slap lands on her ass, the pain only serving to heighten her arousal. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath as she watches Sjoller's fingers move nimbly over his phone. She doesn't dare look away, afraid that if she does, he might stop.
"Ricky..." she whispers his name like a prayer, her hips bucking against Sjoller's hand in an attempt to get more friction.
When Ricky finally answers the video call, Denise looks up at him with pleading eyes. "Rick...please..." she whispers before glancing back down at Sjoller, letting her desire show on her flushed face. She feels the weight of guilt settle into her stomach like a stone, but it's quickly pushed aside by the need for release.
Sjoller watches as Ricky sees his phone screen and understands what is happening. His brother looks furious, confused, hurt...
"I'm sorry," Denise whispers, tears pricking at her eyes. "But I need this..." She reaches down and guides Sjoller's hand away from her panties, revealing her wet folds to both brothers before spreading them wider.
Sjoller looks back at Ricky for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then he lowers his head, taking her swollen clit into his mouth. Denise cries out, arching her back as pleasure washes over her in waves.
Tell your husband how wet you are for me i say as i slap your ass, still watching your phone call
"Ricky...I'm so wet..." Denise moans, her voice barely a whisper. "Sjoller is making me feel things I've never felt before..." She grips the back of his head, urging him to suck harder on her sensitive nub. Her hips thrust upward, seeking contact with his tongue.
As she gasps for air between moans, Sjoller pushes two fingers into her tight channel, filling her completely.