He claims his own

Over the next several days Raquel did everything she could think of: short skirts, shorter skirts, sling shot bikini by the pool; the little triangle of green fabric completely swallowed by her perfect brown ass. Nothing worked. So she got more ****, more horny, and finally bad. And that’s what did it. Not pleading, teasing, or vocal masturbation sessions through his walls at night. What did it was being a brat. A brat and the best blowjob a brother could ask for.

Raquel was two knuckles deep in her little pink pussy thinking of his voice when the doorbell rang. Doorbell? Weird. She huffed and stood dusting herself off and fixing her frilly black lace panties. She was wearing a white tee-shirt that’d been tied halfway up and her nipples tented the soft white fabric. In ages past she might have not bothered with the door lost in her pleasure but she hadn’t come in a real way since she’d seen her brother fucking his new Local.

Local? Girlfriend? Hmph probably not. She’d heard Angela screaming and her brother grunting. That wasn’t what you did to a girlfriend… why did he always sound so frustrated? What did he need that he wasn’t getting? Raquel rubbed her thick thighs together unconsciously.

The doorbell rang again. More insistently this time. She stood on tip-toe to look through the peephole. Ugh. She threw the door open, hip cocked, and squinted angrily at Jesse. He was taken back by the dirty look and shrank perceptibly until his goofy, naughty, smile returned. God why did her brother like this loser?

“Heyyyyyy Raquel, your brother home?”

“No. Shouldn’t you know?”

Jesse looked hurt. A mistreated puppy even, she thought. “Well uh, we haven’t been really hanging out since…”

Raquel rolled her eyes. “So? You came to find him?”

“Yeah…”

She rolled her eyes harder at his sad eyes. So much for getting a cum in. Frustrating. She stood back and waved him in. “And don’t give me that sad look, either. We’ll wait for him together.”

Jesse’s sad face brightened up in an instant. He bounced on a heel and bounded over the threshold. “You wanna play video games while we wait?”

“Do you think I’m my brother or something?” She said to him acidly not hiding her scowl.

“Uh no, no way, but do you want to?” He said with big eyes.

She bit a fat lip. “Hmph. Fine.”

“Haha, yes! Do you like racing games?”

Raquel did play video games from time to time but only the cheap thrills raunchy ones. Recent times had seen an explosion of OZ titles about Alpha-ing your way through some open world sandbox game. She liked those even if you needed a special code to play as anything but a Beta.

“No, I don’t really play those…”

“Oh! How about fighting games?”

Raquel had played fighting games with Alejandro from time to time when they were kids. She could probably manage. “Sure, I’ll play you.” They powered up Alejandro’s console and sat down on the couch together.

Jesse spotted the little wet spot her pussy had made from earlier. His nostrils twitched. She threw a pillow between them over the spot. Gross, that was NOT for him.

Even if it was nice that someone noticed.

They picked their fighters. Jesse’s was a muscle bound hunk with a huge bulge. Raquel’s a bouncy blonde with a wedgie and huge boobs.

Okay, okay, okay, fuck.

Despite herself… Jesse was honestly fun to hang out with. He was supportive and laughed when he lost. He told jokes that were actually funny, not just expecting her to titter like an Alpha would. He laughed easily and didn’t seem intimidated that she was a girl who could beat him. In fact he wasn’t threatening at all. He was just a bubbly, funny, little guy, and despite all the bawdy jokes, he reminded her more of one of her girlfriends than some man only interested in her for her ass and tits.

His character did an impressive combo grapple that involved humping and dick smacking her character to a KO. They both laughed. Next round her character choked out his with her thighs. What a game.

“Want to make it a little more interesting?” He said cheekily, and reached for some of the chips they had put on the coffee table about half and hour ago.

“What do you mean? Like sex?” She said raising an eyebrow. Fat chance.

Jesse blushed scarlet. “Uh, I meant like Truth or Dare, but?”

“Jesse…”

“Sorry, Raquel, like I didn’t want to ruin it I was just being shitty.”

“Yeah I know!” She said with a laugh and reached over and began tickling his ribs.

He yelped and then began to giggle uncontrollably as she tickled him from on top. He tried to push her off. Wait? Why was he so weak? She pinned one of his wrists and tickled him more furiously. “Okay! You dork!”

“What?”

“Dare. Me.”

“Really?”

“Yes, but don’t ask again or I’ll change my mind.” She released his wrist.

“So what shouldn’t I ask?”

“Ask for what you can handle, Jesse.” She said archly.

“Now or…? After?”

“After! Dork.”

He smiled at the insult.

They played. He was nervous and played terribly. She easily kicked his ass. “Again?” He asked hopefully.

“Shouldn’t I get to Truth or Dare you?”

“Oh! Yeah. What do you want to?”

“What’s something that you’ve never told anyone before?”

He blushed again. “Like my deepest, darkest secret?” He asked. That was not what she had said but why not? She nodded. What was this dork’s deepest darkest secret?

“I should have been the Alpha. Not Mark, not my brother. He wastes it. It should have been me. Two minutes difference and it would have been me. It’s not fair…” He looked like he’d made a mistake and swallowed hard. “I told Alex that once and he told me that being an Alpha wasn’t what it seems. That there is a lot of responsibility, that it is hard. But! I…”

“That’s your darkest secret? Alpha jealousy?” She ruffled his hair fondly. “That sounds normal. I wouldn’t worry about it.”

He smiled a gigawatt smile at her. “How about?” She already regretted what she was about to say “If you win, we can pretend.”

“What??”

“Ugh! If you win.” She looked at the wet spot on the couch. “If you win we’ll pretend you are Alex.”

He looked shocked, and then a look of utmost focus crossed his face. This was forbidden. Jesse leaned forward and gripped the controller like his life depended on it. Raquel leaned forward too. If she beat him she could go back on it. Maybe that was for the best?

Their characters stared each other down. Boobs bouncing, crotch bulge straining.

He lost. He lost badly. She destroyed him. Her character squeezing his character’s head between two massive tits until the head popped. Jesse actually cried in anguish like it was his head being popped. He turned to her, stood, and made for the door. She caught his hand. Shit, she about to be bad.

“I dare you to pretend to be Alex.” Forbidden. But, but, but he was a man. Two minutes and he could have been an Alpha even. But most of all. It would make Alex mad. He had denied her his massive pussy wrecking cock. She wanted payback.

She guided him back to his seat. “Really? I can be Alex?” She nodded. He sat heavily and then spread his legs, an Alpha spread. “Suck my cock, slut.” He said with no authority or confidence in his voice whatsoever.

“How about a lap dance stud?”

He smiled broadly. Raquel fetched her phone from under a couch cushion. She flipped through it for a second and then soft, sexy beats began to emanate from it. She placed it on the coffee table and strut away from Jesse shaking her hips. Her ass quaked as she rocked her hips to the beat. She heard Jesse’s sharp intake of breath, but she couldn’t look at him. If she looked at him she would lose her nerve.

She lifted her hands slowly and caressed her nipples. The beat picked up and she reached a hand back and slapped her own ass, sending it jiggling. She swayed and twisted rolling her hips as she undulated her lower back. She flexed one of her perfect round ass cheeks and then the other, rolling them in hypnotic waves. She snuck a peak. Jesse was absolutely spell bound his mouth open and his hand rubbing at the crotch of his pants. He’d hid his bulge under a pillow where he rubbed. She strutted over to him.

“Move the pillow.”

He shook his head.

“Move the pillow, stud.”

He did slowly. They both stared at his small bulge. Raquel wasn’t a mean girl, she cooed happily, her mouth forming a little “o”, even if they both knew otherwise. He made to cover himself again. Until she placed her foot on him. A soft push kick to the chest, pinning him with her small cute foot, she lifted her painted toes to his mouth. He reached forward and wordlessly sucked on her big toe. She giggled.

“You’re so nasty big bro. Do you like feet?” Jesse nodded wordlessly. She pulled her foot back and placed it deftly and firmly on his crotch, pushing down. He gasped and his eyes crossed in pleasure. “Do you want me to suck your dick big bro?”

“YES.” Came the booming irresistible voice from the doorway. The two Betas on the couch both squeaked and jumped. They turned as one, their complexions ghostly pale as they stared at the giant Alpha looming a few feet from them. He looked… well angry was an understatement. His breathing was hard. He seemed to be leaking the authority of his Voice, as his heavy angry breaths filled the room.

“Alex I didn’t mean…” Jesse started.

“Bro, I…”

“Did you two not hear me? I said, SUCK MY DICK.” The command rocked their brains, short circuiting them. Alejandro was on them in two strides. He sat heavily on the couch forcing them apart with his size. The two looked at each other. Without realizing it they were on their knees in front of the Alpha. Alejandro looked down at them. Terrified, wide-eyed, wet, pleading, slack mouthed, open to his word. He had short-circuited them with his yelling, they weren’t ready to suck, not yet.

“Raquel. Get. Up.” She rose on shaky legs. Alejandro pointed to his knee. “Bend over.”

She gulped and then softly descended, as Alejandro bent her over. He looked down at her fat round ass pointing up at him, her lacy black thong was wedged deep in her ass and soaking wet.

Each spank rang down on her like a thunderclap. Jesse winced, as Raquel cried out. Alejandro’s hand left her fat cheeks glowing red. He spoke to the two of them as he disciplined his sister, his voice went unheard by them, but it still penetrated their minds leaving inedible changes. Raquel’s voice was hoarse from crying by the time Alejandro finished. He rubbed his sister’s ass affectionately, maybe that was too much? She looked back at her brother with the dopey eyes of a woman who had just cummed her brains out.

He smiled and looked on her kindly. Alejandro realized his mistake. Every night fucking Angela into the remnants of his broken bed and drenching her in his cum, he’d been so frustrated, so unfulfilled. He knew why and as he looked into Raquel’s glassy eyes he knew better now. He wanted her. She was his by law, by right, and by blood. He had been denying them both. He couldn’t listen to her fingering her pussy to his name, or watch her in her skimpy clothes anymore. He couldn’t pretend Angela could replace her in his nightly fantasies. He needed his sister. He needed to fuck her. As everyone knew an Alpha should.

He lifted her into his lap. She hummed softly. Gripping the back of her head gently in one hand he brought her face to his. For a moment they locked eyes, only hot heavy breath, and unfulfilled longing separating them. He pulled her in and kissed her deeply. She submitted to his mouth and tongue with a quiet needful whisper. Her fingers crawled down her body, her hands smoothing along and caressing her prodigious curves. Alejandro’s hands kneaded her large bubble butt with a grip so strong it was nearly painful. Her fingers reached where their parts, man and woman, pressed together through her thong and his straining pants.

Delicate, manicured hands undid his zipper as if she’d been undoing men’s pants for a lifetime. His pillar of bitch breaking fuck meat sprang up and pressed against her belly between them. She caressed the head. It would break her. “I’ll be gentle sis. I don’t want to use you up I want you to be mine forever,” he spoke in a tone that was halfway between normal and the Voice. Her eyes said he could do whatever he wanted to her. She gripped the head of his cock in two hands. “Mine?”

“Suck.”

She climbed down and began to worship his manhood with wet kisses from her plush lips, and intermittently licking from root to head with her salivating tongue. Then she began to suck, bobbing her head in slow deep sucks.

Alejandro put his hand on the back of head possessively but didn’t push down, she was pushing deep enough on her own. He let his legs relax and spread his legs to give her better access. Her fingers reached up to cradle and massage his massive balls.

“Gluck, Gluck, Gluck, Gluck.” Raquel wasn’t like Angela, Raquel was amazing at this, a dick sucking prodigy, enthusiastic to a fault, she sucked his dick like she didn’t care if she lived or died. She knew his fat shaft with a blood bound intimacy only possible in an OZ.

Jesse watched from the corner, pants around his ankles as he throttled his cock in one hand in time with Raquel’s bobbing head. Fuck, he wished that was him. He wanted to bee him.

Alex, his friend, looked over at him, frantically jacking his Beta dick. A look of cool dominance. He was being allowed to stay, he would see what it looked like to be an Alpha, punishment enough. Fuck, he wished that was him.

Alejandro wasn’t about to look at his male friend while the hottest girl in his life sucked him off like a demon. Her rhythm was perfect and she was steadily speeding up, and never slowing. “Raquel,” she sucked more furiously, “wait baby sis,” she bounced her head up and down like a basket ball in his lap. “Fuck, I’m going to cum.” His moans laced with the Voice.

She popped off immediately. No, wait, too soon! Why had she stopped? She squeezed his balls and looked straight into his eyes unblinkingly her other hand stroking him. “Cum for me daddy. Cum on your baby sis’s face. Mark me, daddy!”

His cum shot out of him before he was fully ready. It splashed across her face with audible splurts, soaking her shirt, and down between her tits. Splattering her caramel skin with pearly white. She opened her mouth and exulted in the taste and mouth feel of her brother’s load. God, she could worship him like this for the rest of her life. Another rope of cum splashed across her face, eyes, and button nose. Perfect.

An errant blast from the wildly spasming Alpha cock arced over her head and land with a splat on the cuff of Jesse’s jeans. He stared at it in primal terror, but it was also enough to make his eyes cross as he came all over himself.

Jesse recovered before the siblings did, and ran out of the house. His and Alejandro’s cum still on his pants. The two siblings didn’t noticed. Too busy were they, exulting in the knowledge of where they now stood with each other, and in life; her suckling on his massive cock, and him… owning what was always his. Finally, and forever.

Elena watched her son’s friend flee out her front door. What could have happened? She walked through the door to the sounds of her son fucking the life out of a screaming, moaning slut, up in his room. Probably that Angela girl again. The moans were different but that could mean anything, as she began to pull out food for dinner. She heard the girl cum, she heard her son roar, she felt her traitorous pussy throb. She would power through. Where was Raquel? They usually both listened to the fuckings together. A new regrettable bonding activity.

“Daddddddddddddddy!!”

“RAQUEL, TAKE IT!”

Wait! Was that?? No! Her pussy throbbed so hard she clutched at it, and moaned. The whole family came together. Alejandro filled his sister’s pussy with cum, as his mother writhed kneeling on the floor. Raquel, for her part was perfect, everything was perfect. She came again and again.