Unwanted – Chapter 3 @ Erotic stories website

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by sandstorm3636

Fantasy, Coercion, Incest, Masturbation, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Reluctance, Romance, Stockholm Syndrome, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Young

Tiffany is sleeping soundly when her brother decides to rape her.

Tiffany was fast asleep in her own bed, dreaming about someone else. Not just about someone else, she was dreaming that she was someone else. She did not know her name or her gender or even what she looked like. She simply walked through the halls of an unfamiliar house and met unfamiliar siblings with blurry faces and unfamiliar parents that smiled at her sweetly and spoke in indiscernible voice. Tiffany could not help but be happy. A dream about being anybody other than herself was definitely a good dream.

Her blissful sleep was suddenly and violently interrupted when she felt a stabbing pain in her lower body, right between her legs. She opened her eyes while gasping only to have her gaze meet her brother’s as he lay on top of her. Looking down she could barely make out in the dark what he was doing but she could feel it. His cock had already entered her. When he realized that she was already awake, he began thrusting harder, forcing the air out her lungs in her panic.

After catching her breath, she brought her feet up from beneath him and tried to force them between herself and her brother. She was trying to kick him off but he simply moved them so they went over his shoulders. It added a dimension to the angle he was pushing through to get to her cunt, making it harder for him to go as deep but making her tighter at the same time. The result was more pleasure for him and a little less for her. “What the hell are you doing?” she finally found her voice.

“What does it look like, Tiff?” Jon responded sarcastically. He made sure to keep his voice low though.

“Why do you always rape me? Why can’t we just meet in one of our rooms and strip down before having sex consensually?” she complained.

“Because you’re never in the mood and I’m horny in the morning,” Jon’s response was blunt and selfish.

“Oh wow, what a surprise. News flash, local girl is never in the mood to let her own brother shove his cock in her.”

“Oh, so we’re doing that, are we?” Jon smirked at her. “News flash, boys love sex. Boys love sex with girls. Boys love sex with girls they find attractive. Local boy loves shoving his dick inside the prettiest and most attractive girl he knows.”

Although it was not visible in the dark, Tiffany was blushing. She quickly regained control of herself though. “You’re only fucking me because I was convenient,” she accused him. “If I weren’t your sister then you would have never had the chance to do this to me.”

“I would have tried,” he admitted.

“If I were your next door neighbor…”

“I would have climbed through your window at night,” he cut her off.

“And raped me in my bed?” she tried to make his advances sound more criminal.

“Don’t pretend you don’t like it.” He thrust into her harder to elicit another moan.

“What about a girl from school. Would you have followed me home and broken into my house?”

“You really like the idea of us not being related, don’t you?” Jon touched the side of her face. “Is that how much you wish we were a real high school couple?”

“That’s how much I wish we had never met,” she corrected him.

“If we weren’t related I would do everything I could to get you to go out with me,” he assured her. “However, I’m glad we are related.”

“Because you’re sick and you like fucking your own sister?” she once again tried to remind him that what he was doing was wrong.

“Because it made getting close to you easier. You didn’t tell on me because I’m your brother and you can’t simply move away or ignore me at school. We live in the same home so it’s convenient.”

“I feel like a kidnap victim you didn’t even have to kidnap,” she sighed.

“One with Stockholm syndrome,” he whispered in her ear.

“Um, no. If this weren’t my house, I’d do everything I could to get out. I can deal with my brother fucking me every day, that’s the easy part. It’s this family I can’t stand. If I had a chance to leave this place, I definitely would.”

Jon fell silent. He had been unaware of how much Tiffany actually hated living with him and their parents. There was no way he was unaware of her unequal treatment but years of being ignored by her parents had made her docile. She never voiced her complaints. He simply thought she was okay with the situation. At the very least, he did not think she despised her own family.

“Aren’t you going to keep fucking me?” Tiffany asked while moving her hips, grinding her crotch against his pelvis. He could see that her eyes were closed. She was actually enjoying it slightly.

“Yeah, that’s what I’ll do.” He slammed into her without warning. “This kind of sex can be fun too.”

“Angry sex?” Tiffany asked before her head suddenly hit the wall at the top of her bed. “Ow, what the hell,” she shouted.

“Quiet,” he hissed at her while covering her mouth. She bit his hand. “Ouch, why?” He pulled slapped her on instinct.

“This is hate fucking, right?” she asked while locking her ankles together behind his head and pulling him down toward her. When he was close enough, she cracked her head against his.

“This is more like beating each other up while naked,” Jon corrected her.

“So?” She lowered her legs and kicked him in the stomach, pushing him completely off of her.

“Fine, if that’s how you want to play it.” He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off the bed. She landed face down on the floor. She was still disoriented when he pulled her up into a prone position by her butt and stuck his fingers into her cunt. She wiggled her ass in enjoyment while trying to ignore the pain in her head. As if to punish the fact that she was liking this at all, Jon placed his hand on the back of her head and shoved her face into the floor. He kept hold of one of her wrists though so her back twisted slightly, causing her to groan.

“You kept saying I was raping you. Now I really am.” Jon pulled his hand out of her cunt and replaced it with the head of his cock. Tiffany mumbled something into the floor but he ignored her. He slammed all the way in easily. She was incredibly wet from everything he did while she was asleep. Her back arched slightly like she was trying to do a pushup with her chin instead of her hands. Jon grabbed the hem of her nightgown and pulled it up, exposing her bare back to the cold morning air.

He ran his hands over her smooth skin and her bony shoulder blades. She sighed into the floor as she felt the tickle of his fingers on his spine. Something went off in his mind and he decided he was definitely going to cum on her back today. He leaned down and kissed the center, causing her to writhe and squirm. He ran his tongue all the way to the small of her back before finally lifting his head. He gave her ass a light smack that caused it to bounce and ripple.

“Why are you being gentle,” he heard his sister groan beneath him. “Aren’t you hate fucking me? Aren’t you raping me?”

“You want it that badly?” he asked with a slightly confused expression.

She turned her head so he could see her face. There were tears in her eyes. “Yes,” she whispered in-between grunts from him thrusting into her. “I hate you. I’d never let you do this if you didn’t own me. Don’t treat me like your girlfriend. I’m your property,” she reminded him.

Jon held a solemn expression as he watched his beloved sister writhe beneath him in discomfort. While he absolutely ignored her wishes in order to establish the current situation, he always hoped she would grow to accept it and him. It seemed as if she had been fighting against the idea though. If she even had the slightest feelings for him, she was determined to ignore them.

Slightly angry at Tiffany for refusing to accept him, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back, straining and arching her back. She tried to reach back to free his grip but he seized her hand and pulled on it too, twisting the joint painfully. Water filled her eyes as he pulled her back into him as far as he could. She moaned as she felt his cock filling her. Watching her squirm in discomfort was turning him on. She could feel his cock entering her even further.

He wound his fingers in her hair and pulled it up from the back of her neck. He kissed her exposed skin gently, in contrast to how hard he was fucking her. She gasped and squeaked but tried not to make enough sound to raise suspicion. She felt odd knowing he was in complete control of her body. More and more of herself was being exposed and it was the last thing she wanted in the early morning. She would rather stay warmly tucked under her sheets.

Tiffany tried to reach up to her bed with her free hand, putting all of her weight on Jon to hold her up by her hair and her other wrist. When she grabbed the edge of her sheet, he jerked her away. “I’m cold,” she whined miserably.

“I’ll give you something warm” He pulled her closer to him. Without hesitation she leaned backward into him until her back was touching his bare chest. His skin was cold on contact but it began to warm up immediately. She moaned as she closed her eyes and tried to fidget in his lap.

Jon let go of her hair and wrist and instead wrapped his arms around her waist. His hands found the triangle of her crotch and traveled down until they touched the lips of her cunt, particularly her clit. She gasped and jerked in response, trying to stand up to escape but failing to find her footing. Instead she plopped back down on his cock with a guttural groan as she swore the tip must have punctured her cervix.

Seeing an opportunity, Jon brushed against her clit again, causing her to suck in a large breath. When she did not move, he pinched it. Once again she leapt from his lap only to fall down once more a moment later. She covered her mouth to keep from screaming while rolling her eyes back in pain.

Jon continued to pinch, roll and flick her clit, making her bounce jolt and flinch. Pretty soon she was writhing and thrashing about, trying not to make too much noise as she unintentionally fucked herself on his pole. Jon could feel his orgasm approaching. Tiffany’s movements stimulated him in an unfamiliar way that was harder on him to resist. He grabbed her by the waist and prepared to lift her off of him. He was still looking forward to cumming on her creamy smooth back.