Thread: Violated! (Jack Stalker and QueenAnne)

Yeah, you get to decide this time. Because i'm not so fucking worked up that I can't control myself. Don't worry, they'll be plenty of times that I just have to have you. When that happens I'll just take you and fuck you. Right now though I'm easy going, as long as I get to see or feel your weeping cunt confessing its desire for an orgasm. he smirked as he followed her clicking heels across the concrete floor, tracing between patches of grease and oil and stepping around tools and parts left scattered about the workplace. Some tuneless neutral pop song bled out of the radio as she walked, failing to distract him from the blissful sight of her legs shifting through his field of vision, her calves ad things working to propel her slight frame closer to him as he reached down to start undoing his belt, slipping it out and coiling it around one hand momentarily. He kept his eyes on her as she turned away from the car and headed over to him, her tiny little nipples like bullets as they poked at her shirt, declaring to any who saw her that she was a turned on little slut. He grinned as she offered him her hands. He could feel his cock hardening, stiffening and growing in his pants with each passing second as blood and adrenalin responded to the opportunity thrust upon him to fuck his step sister, fuck her like a whore. He wondered if he would have the forethought to pull out of her tight young cunt this time, or whether his condom less cock would flood her womb with his incestuous sperm. You want this? I bet you do you little bitch. he hissed through his teeth. But we have plenty of time, there are full hour lunch breaks around here, wouldn't you know. he joked, though his eyes continued to roam about her as though she were more a whore ready to be fucked to rags rather than his own sister. He reached down and undid his zipper as she spoke, but left his erection concealed for the moment. You'll try not to scream? But I want you to scream Keira, it's always better when it seems like its hurting. he growled, It's always better when you can let go, when you don't have to muffle your voice in a pillow or bite down on your fist to avoid having your parents hear you flooding your fingers and spitting juice from your cunt when you cream yourself in your bed or up against the wall of the shower. he teased. He looked towards the door when she did. First things first though, I want you to go and ask Emma to pop to the chemists, it's only a few minutes away. I want you to ask her to get some condoms, you can tell her that you were too embarrassed to get them in front of your brother... so you're pretending to ask her to get something else instead. They're in case I want to flood your cunt later and my control deserts me, just until we get you on he pill of course. Then, when you've done that and we're waiting for her to come back, I want you to go and sit on the hood of that car, like I said before, tug up your skirt and fuck your filthy little cunt with your fingers. he told her, reaching up to grab at her right nipple through her shirt, twisting and crushing it between thumb and forefinger with a cruel pleasure. Of course whether he would end up soaking the inside of her tiny vaginal tract with a torrent of hot sticky cum was up for debate. If he had to come he had to come, and trying to pull out to stuff it in her ass might not always be enough. Other than that he liked to see Keira squirm in such a situation. He released her tit and slid his hand down between her thighs, stroking at her panties and shifting his thumb to tease at her clit. Don't keep me waiting. he growled, I can feel how fucking hot you are down there already. You're every bit the dirty little slut that I thought you were so you need to hurry up Keira. We don't want to waste too much time do we. The sooner I fuck you silly the sooner I get to fuck you again.