Maybe Dash can help her decide

Weeks had passed since Violet's birthday.

Life long memories were formed that day.

And if she really wanted to face the facts, then there was no point in denying it anymore.

Violet Parr.

The super hero teenager.

Was also a sex craved addict.

Her birthday was like a junkies first shot of heroin. There was no stopping her cravings. And objectively speaking, those should have been the least of her worries.

Events transpired in the aftermath of her never ending joy ridding fuck fest that she could have easily prevented, but never predict in her state mind. Where could she even begin?

Age before beauty. Her mother had done a complete 180 since their bath. She was quiet whenever Violet entered the room and always did her best to cover her assets as best she could (usually to no avail). Helen had even gone so far so as to go back to wearing her older styled clothes. The type that said typical, working around the house mom with her checkered button up, black jeans, and flats. She blamed herself for how Violet was now. Who else could Violet have learned the behavior from? The family had moved from town to town too many times for her to have anyone to influence her in such a way that could cause Violet to have sex with a boy and then come home and persuade her mother into doing the same. At least that's how she viewed it and guilt was at the back of Helen's mind ever since. Every decision she made since was given second and then third thoughts. And when she finally reached a decision, she always spoke to Violet with the softest voice and several hesitations.

Ladies first. Kari McKeen had been found after she had texted Vi's mom and saved her ass. Unfortunately, it was her parents who had found her half asleep and completely naked under the sheets with stains she couldn't explain. It seemed Violet's attempt at cleaning the scene of any evidence was of no help. Kari was grounded for two weeks and had her phone confiscated. The only way Vi knew any of this was when she saw her in the school halls a week later. The second the two of them first made eye contact, Kari had bolted to the nearest restroom. It was there they exchanged information and got caught up with each other's situations. Kari was a flustered mess by the end of it, with Vi in the room and just thinking about that day caused her to get hot and red faced. Violet had been her first lesbian and sexual experience.

Violet thanked her with every bit of sincerity she had in her. It wasn't enough for Kari. Before she could stop herself, she leaned in and pressed her lips to Vi's. Violet was caught off guard and pulled back. The two of them stood in the empty bathroom with bewilderment in one's eyes and infatuation in the other's. Kari grabbed Violet by the back of the neck and pulled her in once more. Violet felt her body give way as it leaned back into the nearest red stall, where the two remained till first, second, and third period had all passed by. The two emerged from the bathroom hand in hand and carried a promise of friendship, honesty, and companionship. They were one another's confidant and as a result Violet had made a better friend and dare she say an even better lover out of her.

The duo were constantly walking late to class. Thankfully Vi was able to use her mother's signature as an excuse for their tardiness and Kari had a few free periods. The two of them went on to be best friends with benefits and starting sharing beds, clothes, and tongues every chance they got. They both started doing yoga together, either at Kari's or Vi's. Kari enjoyed having a real friend and felt more comfortable with her than anyone she ever met. On the plus side, Violet had mentioned how yoga helps with flexibility and keeps the vagina tight after certain stretching occurs. Eventually Kari convinced her mother to get birth control pills and as with any hormonal pills, the two of them had grew both their posteriors and busts about 3/4ths a size. Just enough for their clothes to fit and still have enough stretch for comfort and showing off curves. The first couple of weeks had been the most exhausting for Vi, as she was constantly coming up with excuses for her worrying mother for when she slipped out of the house or came home late. These visits were exclusively for Kari at first, but then came the next head ache. Tony.

She had been fucking Kari for two weeks and they were a good fourteen days, but can who can blame an addict for wanting a real dick in her life. Especially one like Rydinger's. The thing was longer than her arm and she couldn't resist, meanwhile Kari was left to her fingers and stories of Violet's ventures. Kari did her best to pretend she was okay with Vi having someone else to make her happy, but anyone could see the regret in her eyes. From then on they only shared a bed maybe twice a week, if that, and was more often a stall where Violet used her invisibility powers to keep them shielded or Kari sat in Vi's lap. It wasn't the same though. Violet had someone else she could turn to and Kari didn't. She was jealous on so many levels and felt betrayed on so many more. She was grateful when Violet was with her, But sex wasn't always the same, it was like Kari couldn't be with her as much as she wanted to, and yet she couldn't find the courage to tell Vi any of it. That didn't stop them from being friends for now, but it was a growing problem. They still met up, they still shared stories, but back to the latest topic at hand.

Rydinger had gotten off scot-free, due to the fact he woke up an hour before his parents came home. The week that stood between him and the next school day gave him time to reflect on the event. It was in this week that Violet recovered her strength and let her body heal despite her constant want of the flesh. No wonder she stayed in that stall with Kari for so long. By the end of the week Tony was convinced he had dreamed a fantasy and walked into school with his usual ease. In the two weeks that followed he was ready to move on and was flirting with a cheerleader at his locker when he found a familiar stocking laid out for all to see. He tried his best to salvage the dialogue with the girl before she slapped him and walked away. The tardy bell rang, he couldn't run after her, and Tony decided to let it be for now. He stuffed the stocking in his back pack and slipped into class. Sitting down his mind was running a hundred miles a minute and couldn't even begin to concentrate on the lecture being given to the class. That was when the door to the class was mysteriously opened with not a single soul in sight. Tony was still staring off in space as the teacher closed the door.

Only a moment later invisible hands were rubbing seductively up Tony's pants. Startled to ****, he almost leapt out of his chair and caused the class to look at him with the usual laughter and the teacher to rip on him about staying awake during class. He did his best to stay calm, but he could hear his heart pounding from China. Before long he felt a warm and almost wet sensation wrap around his growing erection. Despite all the blood flow being pumped to the rest of his body, he couldn't stop his cock from becoming a rock. When the flag was at half mast he heard the familiar sound of his zipper go down and a warm mass pull at his cock until he was exposed and should anyone form either side of him happen to look down, he was screwed.

Violet took his cock in her mouth, not even bothering what sounds could be heard by students just two feet away. She poured the saliva on heavily and without regard to Tony's darkening jeans. His cock blended with her powers until it was gone from sight. With her right hand she stroked his cock till it met her lips and with the other she pleasured herself. Tony however, was bent over his desk and tried to cover his moans up with fake coughs, catching the eye of many on lookers and the teacher's usual quote of excusing him to get water, but he of course refused any offer. It was all he could do from getting his cock exposed to the whole class. The constant schloping noises from her mouth had Tony on edge. He wished she would just hurry up and get it over with, but she was intentionally going slow and made every motion as intensely slow as she could.

This remained so for half the class until Tony reached around the desk and grabbed Vi's ponytail. He pulled her off by the hair and attempted to put his cock away, but it was impossible while he was this hard. No matter how many times he pulled her off, she kept taking him back in further till she was throating his whole cock. This was causing a fit of moans from Tony as he slouched in his chair, and grabbed her throat squeezing. Tightening around his cock he pulled her back and forth until she finally gave up and came up for air. Loud panting could be heard in the room and everyone thought someone was playing porn in class again, but Violet took the opportunity and brought herself down his cock, swirling her tongue and cheeks like a pro. This caused Tony to wail like a teen who just creamed his pants. He was cumming with all the **** of almost a month without sex and the pipes were finally getting unclogged. Waves of cum shot down her throat and she pulled to let the last strands hang from her mouth.

Tony laid down on the desk and tried to hide his invisible boner in between his legs meanwhile, Violet was standing up. She retrieved the other black stocking stuffed in her drenched pussy and placed it around Tony's cock. She left without a word and a new story to tell Kari, hopefully before any rumors were spread from nearby students. Inside the stocking however, was a note for Tony, on the wheres, hows, and whens he was supposed to meet her. It also included a picture of his cock just in case he needed any helpful persuasion, not that he really needed any. The photo was really there because Violet was worried he may have been zapped by agent Rick Dicker and made him lose all memory of her.

Thankfully he still came home to his bed every few evenings to a naked figure with a black domino mask on and jet black hair pulled in a ponytail. The two were more intimate as time passed, and sex was just as satisfying for one as the next. That started changing when Tony learned, put a camera in his room, and recorded a few of their sessions together. He kept reviewing the footage, trying to piece together who this girl was and why she wanted him so bad. Eventually he confronted Violet and things got messy. He wanted answers and then some, at least a name. That is to say, they still had sex after, but it was that kind of angry sex any real couple would have after an argument. The real problem was getting Tony to do what she wanted without having to manipulate him. She wanted his own voice in his head to be fucking her, not her own, and getting him to do that was proving difficult.

Pile all those troubles on top of the fact that the school was closed a week after the fact due to a pending investigation on whether or not the fire and destruction of personal property could be proved in a court of law as one target individual. The girls in particular, who had been brought up to the spot light, weren't even pressing charges and had since become the more popular lesbians of the school. The school had since been breathing down every girl and guys' neck to try and figure out who could have done the vandalism. Normally it should have made Violet not even break a sweat, but she was starting to get off her rocker. Her Mom kept reading the emails that were sent out to parents and asked at least twenty questions every time. Tony was pretty sure he knew who did it, but couldn't prove it yet. And Kari was seeming to lose trust in Vi again. It could all blow over real easily if they could all just keep quiet and calm. The chances of which were slim to none.

The cherry on top of this cum ridden milkshake was it was Friday night and she had laundry to do. After her weeks of constant debauchery, she constantly needed clothes to change into, so she was always transitioning outfits twice a day. It had even got to the point where she was changing into dirty clothes. That being said, the only clean outfit she had left was a lacy black sports bra and matching running shorts with white stripped ends. Throwing said outfit in the bathroom, she started the first of many loads of laundry into the washer before stripping naked while invisible and tossed the dirty clothes into the other baskets. Heading back to the bathroom she caught the attention of a pair of eyes looking over the couch at her. Meanwhile, Mom and Dad were having date night and that meant Dash and Violet were alone, save for Jack Jack who kept to himself in his room.

Dash had recently turned 18 just behind Violet, but had been acting somewhat nervous as of late. He was currently watching her walk around the house with the peripherals of his eyes. Not to mention his constant staring. All of this was at the back of her mind when Violet tore off her stinking clothes. She entered the shower and let her worries melt away for the next few minutes. The hot water created mounds of steam around her own and had her wishing she could lie down in the tub only a few feet away from her. There were things to do, decisions to make, and texts to be made, but that didn't mean a lil quickie couldn't be squeezed in.

After shampooing and conditioning her hair, Violet put an oil mask on, before she went on to prop up her legs and begin shaving. Maintaining this level of high quality appearances was exhausting but well worth the effort, as proven by Tony's cock and Kari's tongue. The tricky part was always her crotch, which she was carefully at work on as she lathered it up with soap and took a slow razor blade to the growing bush.

To finish up she soaked her purple loofah in the scented soaps of sensationalizing scents and washed her body of the weeks of trouble she was dealing with. The hot water beating against her neck only relaxed her more as she brushed her body left and right. Her hands worked their way down by themselves, as she stared off in contemplation. She didn't realize what her hands were doing until after they were rubbing her folds back and forth. Not even considering stopping, she moved the loofah back up her body to her breasts while her other hand was massaging the entrance to her vagina. She hadn't had the time or the patience for self pleasure as her fingers were like an old **** she left behind, and this was her relapse.

She was slower than she had been before and made her fingers go in waves. Her tide would go into shore for a few strokes and then make circles as they went back out. Her hand massaged and the other made waves, so of course she wouldn't have noticed the door was cracked open, as she tilted her head up and imagined the first time she was fucked by Tony in the shower. Images floated in her head as she tried to keep it all together in her mind, but much like those images, she wandered off with them and drifted off where she kept her existential thoughts. Her lips bit each other, ribs quivered, and hips bucked. Violet seemed like she was having a seizure as she breathed uncontrollably, went sporadic with every move of her hand, each in turn causing a jolt from her body. Leaning against the glass, she let the warm water hit her back and the cold glass rub her nipples, just the way it happened at Tony's. Her mind was flooding and she didn't even realize that it was the first time she wasn't worrying in weeks, she was enjoying herself.

Her mouth made breath marks on the glass unbeknownst to her closed eyes and kept circling her clit. Her walls tightened and Violet screamed her a staggering yell as she orgasmed again and again, never letting up on the flicks of her wrists. Turning off the shower, Violet sat down against the tiled wall of the shower and let her arms massage her muscles as she came down off orgasm. The steam in the room was slowly dissipating; along with the marks her body left on the glass.

Standing up Violet admired her view in the mirror and grabbed a brush to begin straightening her image, when the biggest problem of the day came to her attention. Looking down for her towel and clothes, she found nothing but the bare counter of the sink. Standing naked and soaked from head to toe, Violet turned red. The tables had turned against her; not something she was used to. With only one person in the house who could be capable of pulling a heist like this, Violet's embarrassed cheeks turned to anger as she turned invisible. Heading to Dash's room, Violet thought of all the things she would do to her little brother for being this much of a brat. The line of wet footprints followed a wet outline of a slender figure busting through the door of the only capable man in the house. Tearing the dirty room apart, the only piece of Dash Violet found was the leftovers in his skin magazines. She knew he would hide, but trying to find Dash was about as hard as finding herself. The years had taught each other exactly where to hide from the other.

She couldn't stand to go searching up and down the house for her brother without tearing it all up to pieces, mostly because she would end up cleaning it all. At the same time, she still didn't have any clean clothes to speak of. Every dirty shirt was stained and pants were used more than twice, or vice versa, and the very thought of enduring another hour and a half with unclean clothes on her lathered body disgusted herself.

With nothing better to do, she sat down on top of the washer and waited for the spin cycle to finish. The flat surface was hitting her in new ways as the washer was speeding up and vibrated her whole body. Unexpected, but not unwelcome, Violet pulled herself up further on the machine; she never thought such a large household appliance could be so useful. Grinding the corner edge and moving her hips aft and bow, over and over, however the extra weight to the side caused the machine to lose balance and make uneven and more powerful motions. Heightening her orgasm, Violet started huffing and moaning as she held on for the sake of her orgasm. She couldn't have been on the machine longer than five minutes, yet low and behold Violet felt her muscles go stiff before she slid off and onto the floor. Her moans interjected her breaths and her powers were no use as she became visible to the world yet again. A small puddle had formed under her and she couldn't help slipping in a a finger or two.

"Woah." Was all she could muster out, massaging her entrance.

"Woah." Said a eager voice, and as Violet turned her head, she found it belonged to none other than her thieving little brother.

"AH" Yelled Violet at a screeching level and stood up. One arm covering her assets, while the other cupped her pussy. "Dash! Get out now!"

Dash responded with a smirk as his eyes started to wander down her body and take a step closer. Violet countered with a **** push that crashed him into the wall. Of course seconds later he was already back where was standing, using his super speed.

"God dammit Dash! Will get out of here!" She said as she shoved him, but also revealed her nude figure in the process and caught the only audience member's attention.

"STOP LOOKING YOU PERVERT!" This time with a punch that hit only air.

"Hold still!" She frantically punched at Dash to no avail as he speed past every punch and got views of his sister's flailing tits. All ready exhausted from the washer machine, Violet could only throw so many fists before finally she tired. Leaning up against the wall adjacent the dryer, she put her hands back to their covering spots. Dash was leaning against the washer wearing his usual khakis and gray t-shirt with a red oval on the chest. His hair was slicked back in his usual style and over the years had formed a muscular runners body.

"Will you please leave me alone, you piece of shit." Timidly she spoke as she kept her face forward and glared at him from the side. "And give me back my fucking clothes you perv."

From Dash's point of view he could see the glare of her body shine like a goddess and what man could resist the chance of a life time to his own advantage. Who cares if she is his sister, it's not like he was trying have a kid with her, and a woman buck naked, wet, sweaty, and clearly still horny was the opportunity that only comes once.

"Right about that..." Dash began as he stood across from Violet and leaned against the dryer, "If you want your clothes and towel back, then we're gonna need to come to an arrangement."

"Are you kidding me?! What the hell dash!"

"Relax ex lax, all I'm asking is for you to get on your knees right now and give me THE sloppiest and tightest blowjob ever, and I'll give you what you want." His voice was that of a car salesman, as it rolled off his tongue with such fluidity and charisma.

"What kind of request is that? No. No, no, no no, no, no no no. NO." Going bug eyed for several parts of her rant, Violet slapped her brother's cheek and watched him turn to leave.

"Come onnn."

"A blowjob for clothes?!"

"Okay have fun waiting for clean ones." Chuckles could be heard as he went down the hall to his room.

Violet slid down the wall and rested her head on her knees. It had been a while since she was out of control of a situation, especially sexually. New ground for her was always exciting, but this was one bridge she didn't like the look of. Having sex with her mom was one thing, her brother was another. She got up and leaned her weight on the washer, arms crossed, considering her options. Standing around nude wasn't her thing when she didn't have anything or anyone to do. She had hoped to call Dash on a bluff, but every gambler ends up losing once in a while. She blamed the washer for letting her mind drift. Considering her options she thought out what would happen if she let Dash have his way. The machine still vibrated against her and she felt the heat return to her lower body. Biting her lip in frustration and rubbing her hand against her face, she leaned forward. The weight on her knees, she stared at the wall.

"It's not like they don't make porn of this I haven't watched."

"Fuck it." Violet's bare feet slapped the hard wood floors as she stormed down the hallway. Turning invisible, she broke down the door and found her brother sitting in his black leather armchair watching TV. Made out only by her outline, Dash watched as his sister walked over to him and crouched down in front of him. Reaching for his pants zipper, Violet was stopped when Dash grabbed her hands.

"Nah ah." He said, "I said a blowjob not a fantasy. I want to see your eyes as you gag on my cock and slurp up every drop of me."

"No fucking way Dash. It's bad enough I have to do this to my own dickhead brother, but I'll be damned if I have to let your prying eyes check me out."

"Ah huh. Well I guess I'll just have to take those clothes to the Goodwill." He started to get up when he was suddenly pushed back into his seat.

Transitioning back to sight, Violet glared up at him with her arms on his thighs, "If you do anything to those clothes, I swear to god you'll be pissing out a straw for the next month."

"Oooh, touchy subject."

If only he knew how much she valued any of her clothes as of late, "I suck your cock and you'll give me my clothes. Right?"

"Yep"

"And they're gonna be exactly how I left them?"

"Absolutely"

The agreement was in her deathly stare as she undid his pants and pulled them off his legs.

"If you tell any of those dorks you hang out with, I'll kill you." Dash only smiled.

She pulled his boxer briefs down and revealed the one organ she hoped to never see the light of day. Dash's penis sat between his muscular thighs waiting for Violet's hand to grasp it. The long blonde hairs of on his balls stood out against the darker complexion of his cock, however strangely enough the bush above was shaven completely away; something told Violet Dash had problems shaving the more difficult areas.

The uncircumcised phallus was well over warm temperature and started growing in her hands as she attempted to hold her grip on it with improving difficulty. Dash's cock was getting thicker with every passing second and finally required two hands to handle it's growing length. Violet's eyes looked like they were going to pop out at any moment. She never would have thought as short of a man Dash was, he would have a penis this big. It wasn't as big as Tony for sure, but it still had its perks. Standing tall at 10 inches, the smooth shaft formed up to a swollen head that had the biggest edge she'd ever seen. His balls were smaller, but where he lacked in size he made up for in girth. His shaft was at least an eight inch girth and the head closer to nine and a half. This monster would stretch anything that swallowed it. Sizing up cocks had become easy for Violet; probably because of all the various dildo sizes she had.

'What the hell? I have to suck this?!' She thought to herself, but anyone could tell what she was thinking by the look of her face.

"Today would be nice." Dash said as he tapped her cheeks with his cock.

"Shut up." With that she got both her hands, one above the other, around his cock and pulled back the extra skin. Violet moved them up and down with a rotating motion. Closing her eyes, she mentally prepared herself to get her mind around this. Swallowing, she leaned her mouth forward and approached the head with a wet tongue. Tracing the shape of his head she slathered it up till he was ready for penetration. Moving forward she took in the tip with slow caution, and strange tingling sensations on her tongue. It was like her body knew that this was her brother's cock and that the morality of her situation was in no way right. Only moving her tongue at first, Violet struggled to keep her mouth around Dash. Filling up every bit of her mouth, Violet couldn't even purse her lips to cover her teeth.

Thank god she got rid of her gag reflex, because next thing she knew Dash's hand was on her head pushing down.

"Come on, time's wasting." With that he pushed Violet down, her mouth stretching to its very limits and throat gagging the whole ten inches. Her eyes popped open and watered as she felt him hold her there; feeling his cock nestle warmly in her body.

"Ah, now that's what I've been waiting for." Taking his hand off, Violet rushed off his cock begging for air. Coughing when the spit went down the wrong pipe, she glared up at Dash and thought of all the things she would **** him to do later. The quicker it was done though, the sooner she could leave. Diving back in Violet took him in to half mast and rested her arms on his thighs for leverage. Her teeth were like the small touches of a fingernail as she went down further with each venture. Her throat was feeling more sore with every motion but she could tell the end was in sight. His balls were tightening and Dash was visibly in awe. Pulling out his cock, she jacked him off ass fast as she could till he finally spurted out the ropes of cum so long awaited. Pointing his cock upward, Violet watched it soar for those few seconds before it came back down on Dash's body.

"Alright you got what you wanted, now give me my clothes." Violet blurted.

"Well you see Violet, here's the thing."

"You little twerp."

"Now just listen. I can't do anything till you finish your end of our deal."

"What are you talking about?" She whined, "I just blew you! I'm done. I did my part."

"Right, but you didn't make it sloppy like I said."

"Are you FUCKING kidding me? You're not gonna give your own sister her clothes because she didn't blow you good enough? You're unbelievable."

"I never said that. All you gotta do is just go for round two." On que, his cock twitched with excitement. His accelerated metabolism made him able to recover quickly, eat virtually anything and not gain more than an once, and more importantly, gave him a high libido.

"AGAIN!?"

"Look just do the job right the first time and you'll get what's coming to you."

Violet punched his arm and glared him in the eyes with only a shrugged response from her younger sibling.

"I can't believe my own brother is making me eat his cock not once, but twice. This will make a great story for later."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Quit your whining, we both know you're liking every bit of this."

As per usual, Vi answered with her typical glare that showed no sympathy for Dash in her purple eyes. It was his last words that got her blackened pit of a mind thinking about why she was enjoying this. Her pussy was aching for attention that she denied it. If she let her submissive side show now, she may never get a hold again with Dash. It was only because he was doing more than what Tony did with her when she wanted a dominant man.

She let that train wander long enough. Gathering enough saliva, she spit wad after wad on his cock. Wiping away as much cum as she could off his cock, Violet made sure it was dripping with her own spit. Dripping off her own hands, she interlocked her fingers around him and swayed back and forth. Kissing the tip with a mad glare in her eyes as sweat formed on her brow and arms. She hated that she loved him. Not in the sense that he was doing something wrong specifically to her, but in the sense that she didn't seek this out. She never came to him ask for his cock in the way she liked, but it was still something more than that, not because he was her brother or that this act might be considered non consensual; she didn't even mind and had she been asked, she would have gave her consent quicker than her virginity. The real nail bitter for her was she hadn't let him take full control. She was still fighting herself on what she had been wanting for so long now. Violet had tried to weasel her way through every possible option in her mind to talk him out of it, and yet here she was on her knees. It was time for her to just finally give in on the one day she could finally get lost in the clouds.

Letting the last worrisome thought fall away, Violet pushed Dash's head in her mouth and rapidly shook her hands to speed up the process. Pulling her mouth off she went below him and started sucking his jawbreaker sized balls. This must have been a new sensation for him, for the next thing Violet knew Dash had wads of cum jumping ship and landing on her back and hair.

"Oh fuck..." Dash took a couple more breaths before he could get another word in, "Damn that was good."

"That was faster than I thought. No wonder you're so quick." A hint of taunt and conflicted relief was found in her voice.

"Too bad that wasn't a blow job." He quirked back, his cock still standing straight.

The sweat was slowly replacing the water from her shower as Violet turned redder than her super suit, however she remembered that this is what she wanted. To be used like a doll. She put on the only seductive face she could manage.

"If it's my mouth you want, then I'll give you my mouth." She whispered in a sexy voice.

She popped his head back in and out of her mouth, adjusting it to the size. Spitting a wad of saliva here and there, she took him in deeper and deeper. She couldn't maintain her embouchure at a point and couldn't even breath when it entered her throat, but that never stopped her before. Using his thighs for leverage, she pulled herself down till her nose touched his pelvis and moved her tongue to the front and back of her mouth against his cock. Her whole body was in motion as she came up and down on him; her tits swayed and her ass moved like pudding. Never pulling it out of her body, Violet came up far enough to where his cock was out of her throat and could breath in her nostrils. Now she could taste his cum and how different it was from Tony's. Dash ate more junk so his was more salty and strangely thicker, as she would soon find out.

Fondling his balls with the tips of her fingers, Violet felt how it tickled them and led to them tightening. Shooting his load into her mouth came as a surprise to the back of her throat which caused some moans from her occupied mouth. A few ropes were stuck on her tongue as she pulled his dick out and let the last ropes of cum hit her cheeks, chin, and forehead. Dash was left in awe as he slouched in his chair and took in the view of his sister's red complexion and cum splattered face. They were both out of breath either from **** or having the best blowjob ever.

"Now that's.... ah" He heaved, "A proper blowjob."

"Job well done I'd say." She said as she plucked the cum off her hands with her finger tips and examined its more thicker nature.

"Definitely."

"Dash."

"Yeah?"

"You're staring."

"Right." He shook his head awake.

"Can I get my clothes now?"

"Yeah, just let me go-"

Before he could finish, a slam of the front door shutting sounded off and Violet instinctively went invisible, before a concerned Helen came running down the hallway in search of her daughter. Instead she found her eldest son half naked and smelling of sin. Dash didn't even think to use his super speed to get out of this situation and just crossed his legs and covered his cock as best he could with his hands.

"Dash!" Helen barked, "At least close your door when you're playing with yourself, your sister could walk by at any moment and see you."

"Yes mom." Said a terrified Dash.

"God, I'm raising perverts." Helen said as she slammed his door and continued searching for her daughter. She had a few fits of concern since her encounter with her daughter and sometimes just needed to find where she was and lay eyes on her. Dash sat frozen in place and waited for their mother to get farther away before unclenching and breathed a relieving sigh.

"Just put my clothes back where you found them," said an invisible voice, with floating cum streaks on her face and back.

"What are you gonna do?" Dash whipsered

"I have to take another shower." She said as she opened the door quietly and snuck past a rushing Helen

Once she was behind the closed doors of the bathroom, Violet could finally breathe easy and slid to the floor against the door. Having waited long enough, she licked her fingers clean of Dash's cum while her other hand went down to her pussy. Dash tasted like a treat she had waited all summer for and the taboo of their kinship only made it better. She was biting her hand as she had done so many times before and by the time she had scrapped it all off her face, she was cumming with muffled screams. Not wasting anymore time before her mother came looking for her again, Violet started the shower and made sure the door was unlocked for her brother to give back her clothes.

Afterwards her mother eventually settled down after finding Vi coming out of the shower and headed back out to meet her husband for a diner and movie. As night approached, Violet was laying down in her bed, clothed, freshly scrubbed, and dry, facing the ceiling with thoughts of what the future will hold. She couldn't help her drowsiness as her eyelids dropped down and she fell asleep on top of the sheets, facing the ceiling.

Only a few hours later, Violet woke up to a pile of peanuts in her bed and more being thrown to her from across the room. Sitting up she saw Dash leaning against the door, tossing a peanut into his mouth and then at her. Wiping her face of sleep she surveyed her brother. He still had on his khaki shorts but other than that he was barren of clothes. His hairless chest showed off his pecs and while his wide abs were the typical seen on a runners body, but still swooned any girl.

"Wat da ya want... uhhhhhh." Violet plopped her body back on the bed.

"Well I thought you should know the laundry is all finished up." Dash tosses a peanut at Violet. Lifting only her head up she saw him bring in her baskets of laundry. Checking the time she realized how much time had passed and sighed in frustration. Still nowhere near to a solution of her problems she looked up to dash for answers.

"Thank you," She said as he put the last basket down.

"Yeah I figure I owed you the laundry at least," He said as he sat on the bed and picked up Vi's phone, "Plus we need to talk about this."

Without any trouble he unlocked Violet's phone and pin and scrolled to her camera roll where her most recent sexts and photos from her birthday were stored. Violet went bug eyed as she saw him scroll through each photo. She reached out to take it back from him, but he was already on the other side of the room.

"You know you really ought to keep these things more secure." With that he showed a picture of her posing nude in a mirror. "I mean I sent myself a copy of all your photos weeks ago and you never even noticed."

Violet was afraid more than surprised, if Dash showed even one photo to their mom it would mean hell breaking loose. Looking down in unbelievable frustration she knew what needed to be done. It wasn't hard to see what Dash wanted or more rather what he needed.

"Tell me your not a Virgin Dash." She stared him down.

"What?" She had thrown him off his game.

"TELL me your not a virgin." She emphasized.

"I'm an 18 year old virgin Violet what's it to you."

"Because I know what it is you want, dumbass," She stood up and came to within a foot of each other. Dash was a kid who just turned into a man but still hadn't done the one thing so many others had, but god help her if she was gonna take her brother's virginity, even if she loved him.

"I can't have sex with you Dash," Her hands came to her hips, "But name your price and I'll do what I have to." Moment after moment of silence passed with nothing but a stern look and dumbfounded expressions.

"I'll be honest I'm surprised you actually thought I was gonna ask for sex," His grin began to show, "But tell you what if you follow me, I think you'll find that what I want isn't as bad as you might think."

Waving her on, she reluctantly followed Dash down the hall to his room, where the marks on the carpet still showed her knee marks. Pulling out a small rectangular package from under his bed and sat back in his recliner.

"Come on you know where I want you." He points to the knee marks and Violet huffs and puffs her anger out all the way down to her kneeled position.

"So three blowjobs wasn't enough?" She reached for his pants before his hands stopped her.

"Technically that was only one bj from start to finish, but we can ignore that detail for now. What I want from you is to use this." Handing her the black box she angrily opened it with out remorse to the cardboard packaging. Pulling out the object she found that it was a large cylinder the size of an old flashlight with a large end like one too. Just like the package it came in it was black with ribs for easy handling, and when she turned it around to the front she found the pink lips of a pussy staring back at her.

"A fleshlight? That's it? Jesus and here I thought you were asking for a blowjob again." She began pulling his pants again and just like before he stopped her.

"Not so fast," He interrupted, "Just because I am fast doesn't mean we have to be. Which actually brings us to why I brought you in here." He began explaining, "I have a bit of a problem that... occurs whenever I get too excited."

Violet immediately interrupted him, "The fastest man alive has a problem with pre-ejaculation?" She burst into laughter. "Just when I thought I heard it all."

"No it's not that." He went on. "When I get excited, sometimes I can't help going really fast. Like my hands won't stop. Or sometimes my hips."

Violet was finally genuinely surprised by Dash coming to her with this. Looking down at the fleshlight she made her decision and looked up to his eyes.

"Let me see." Dash nodded and Violet felt his pants. His soft cock was leaning against his thigh.

"I may need a little encouragement."

"Come on Dash, you having trouble getting hard now too?" Violet teased in her baby voice.

"It's hard to get it up without any motivation." He motioned to her clothes

Dash knew how to get under her skin and took the challenge to heart. She tossed him the fleshlight. If they were gonna solve this problem then she was going to need to get him hard first. Standing up, she crossed her arms and looked down on him.

"If I help you, then you promise to give me my phone back?"

"Scout's honor" They shook hands.

Violet turned around and went across his mess ridden room to the stereo. Booting it up and tuning it to a jazz station; she turned up the sound so they could still hear each other and not disturb the rest of the house. Preparing herself she got her game face on and pulled her hair into a ponytail with some leftover strands in front of her ear down.

Turning around to dash she had a smile on her face and her hands slowly moved up her body from the thighs to her tits and made a show walking slowly towards Dash with one foot cat walking in front of the other. When they met, Violet moved her hips in circles and she turned around for him to get the better view. Her ass shook round and her body flipped forward till she was touching her toes and shaking everything she had. Coming back up, she looked behind her and saw dash was gripping the his chair with all his might. Making eye contact, she reached around for her bra and unhooked it. Keeping one hand on her breasts, she pulled the other out of the bra and repeated for the other and turned to face dash.

Leaning down to his ear, Violet whispered, "Are you ready?"

"Yes." Dash said while his chest moved up and down with his heart ticking quicker than a time bomb.

Standing straight, Violet let the bra fall slowly down and her breast breathed the cool fresh air. Massaging the underside of her boobs one by one and teased Dash with each squeeze. She didn't try to hide the pleasure it gave her, it felt good to have her brother waiting for her every whim.

"You like my breasts don't you Dash?"

"Yes."

"I can tell."

Looking down, Dash saw his shorts were holding a long pole inside just waiting for fresh air. Violet bit her lip and smiled something sinister and seductive. The thought of her little brother's cock making her this excited was causing her to be hotter than usual, and the usual was always exciting. There was no stopping her now. She'd do what ever Dash asked if he had the brains to use them and see her hard nips pressed against each other. Kneeling down, Violet put her hands around Dash's clothed cock. She opened her mouth and ran it from tip to bottom against his dick, making marks on his shorts. She rapidly moved her mouth until he was hot from the friction. His cock was pulsating when she reached under shorts next to his thigh and pulled on it with her palm while her wrist twisted. He was ready to pop at any second and Violet knew she could make him with less.

"Are you ready?"

"Yeah." He nodded. Violet smiled and yanked his shorts down one side at a time. His cock sprung up and cast a shadow on her face in the low light of the room. She picked up the fleshlight and slathered her other hand with saliva to which she then put on the entrance of the pussy.

"Now show me." Violet kept the sexy smile on and gave the innocent school girl eyes she had developed since her troubles with Helen began.

Dash was too close to argue and took the fleshlight out of her hands. He penetrated the cylinder without mercy and went down to his ball sack with one moaning stroke. He sped each of his strokes till the plastic inside melted. Dash didn't burn from friction, but regardless he pulled out just in time for his cum to start drooling out on top of his cock and run down his shaft. The fleshlight however, was pouring out steaming hot plastic all over the carpet, but neither of them gave a care in the world for it. Violet should have been disappointed, instead she was glad that she could finally get piece of Dash's cock again. Not that she'd ever admit she wanted him, but a big cock is something she never wasted.

"See what I mean? I just can't stop every time I get close. What am I gonna do when it's not a fleshlight I'm fucking?" Dash's look of disappointment got Violet thinking

"Well how did you stop yourself earlier when I had your cock in my mouth?" She gripped the base of his penis.

"I had to hold my self back as much as I could. Look." He lifted his hands and revealed the permanent indentation marks on his recliner that came from him holding on the arm rests with every bit of strength he had.

"Jesus Dash." Violet tried to think up a solution for this one, "Well have you tried pacing yourself?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean have you tried to stop yourself from coming before? So that you get used to the feeling?"

"Not really, no." He answered, "I tried once but the same thing happens."

"Well there's your problem. You need to start edging yourself so that you can get used to that feeling you get when your about to cum."

"Edging?"

"Yeah you know," She waited for him to realize what she meant, but that never came, "Dash I'm telling you that you have to get yourself to where you're about to cum and then stop long enough to start going again for a few minutes."

"And you think that'll work?" His face was getting hopeful.

"Trust me, I think you'll really like this. Plus you'll cum even harder than you did before."

"Sweet." And in a flash of a second, Dash used his speed to go under his bed again, grab an identical fleshlight, and return to the chair, "Let's do this."

Violet of course didn't like that she had to use the fleshlight again; she'd much rather do it herself, but the thought of Dash cuming harder than he'd ever tried was exciting enough for her. Her thighs were side by side in her kneeling position, not just for comfort, but also because it made her pussy clench tight. She took the fleshlight and as usual, Dash's metabolism had him rock hard even after he came not two minutes before. Violet dropped what spit she had left, dropped it in the fleshlight, and put the cock head in. Starting slow and sensual, she concentrated on making him get used to the feeling of going leisurely.

"Alright Dash, you always want to go fast, but this isn't a race. One day when you get with a woman, you can't just start pounding her and expect her to cum. You have to go steady and work your way up." She had on the sexy teacher look.

"O-ok." Dash mustered

"This is still new to you isn't it?" Violet didn't need an answer, she saw him quiver. She smiled at being in control of his orgasm and stared at his cock the whole time.

"Not used to someone else doing all the work are you? That's ok. You like it. I can tell. Just relax. Lie back. Enjoy." She moved her unoccupied hand to his balls and tickled them with her nails. Dash's ribs shook with excitement as his heart beat faster than when he ever ran. She started twisting the fleshlight as she brought it down and up. Dash's face was meme worthy as he sat there helpless in Violet's hands.

"I want you think about how hard you're going to cum Dash. How hard your big fat fucking cock is going to cum because your big sister is a slut." Dash raised a brow, "That's right Dash, I'm a slut. You know I am. I can't help myself." She started moaning when she spoke. "I love big dicks Dash. Your sister's a cock hungry whore. I can be yours Dashy, but you can't have me. Not till after." She pumped faster and moved his balls between her hand.

"I want you Dash. I want your cock inside me. Doesn't that make you wanna cum so fucking hard?" She started moving quicker. Dash was about to grab the fleshlight when Violet stopped him with two **** field restraints on his arms. "Ah ah ahh. You wanna cum don't you?"

Dash only nodded. "Well, all good things cum to those who wait. And Dashy is just gonna have to wait a little longer." She pulled off the fleshlight and watched his cock stand stiffer than ever. His veins were filled with blood, his tip was growing back to full size as it flexed, and his body begged for release.

"Remember this feeling Dash. You have to know it so you know when to stop. When you get ready to cum you have pull out and start pleasing your girl. You have to eat her out if you have to." Violet stood up, "You have to play with her," She leaned her back against him, his cock grinding her black shorts. "You have to play with her tits," She grabbed her breasts as she leaned father back into him till his head was next to her, "You have to kiss her." Her movements were so slow Dash thought she'd never get to him. Their mouths met and Violet swirled around his tongue. He was terrible at this, but he was still learning.

When she parted their lips a strand of spit still connected them together. She pushed her ass against his cock firmly and pulled herself up and down, letting it envelope him. She reached around, grabbed the back his head, and brought his head to hers. This time they kiss longer, as Dash feels his cock grinding on his sister and she felt her hand pass instinctively down beneath her shorts. She felt him moan in her mouth, she did too, but that only made her like it more. When she pulled off him, they were both hot in the face, and she parted from him. Standing in front of him she looked down at his stiff cock and decided enough time had passed. She took off her shorts and tossed them in his face where they fell on his chest, showing him what he had done to her.

The music seemed so much louder than before, the deafness of the room didn't help. "Look what you did." She parted her pussy with her fingers. "You got me all messy. Now I can't help myself." She began to massage her pussy, she kept her gaze in his eyes and bit her lip every time he looked in hers. She fingered herself, as she got back down to her knees, both her hands occupied with her pussy.

"I want to watch you cum Dash. I wanna see you shoot out those sticky ropes of cum." She put her face against his cock and let him see how big he was compared to her. "Can you cum for me Dash? Can you cum for me? Because I'm cumming for you." She was almost screaming it. "I'm cumming for you." Her excitement was climaxed as she squirted out on his carpet. "Ahhh. Ah. Ah my god!" Her voice sounded hoarse from screaming.

"Let me cum." Dash uttered. "Let me cum for you the way you did."

Violet smiled, she picked up the fleshlight next to his thigh and squeezed it back on him. He hadn't lost an inch and he was ready for more. This time Violet was laughing as she went agonizingly slow. "I love watching you struggle." She spurred her hand, "Your twitches and your bucks." She stroked his thigh with her free hand and encouraged him.

"Do you like your big sister playing with your cock?" Dash didn't answer, and just stared, mesmerized. "I wanna hear you say it Dash, do you like it?" She stopped stroking and left the tip of his dick in his cylinder. "Do you like it?"

"Y...YEs."

"mmm. Yes what Dash?" She giggled.

"I love it when you play with my cock."

She stared up in his eyes with a kind of sexual madness as she slammed the fleshlight down on his cock, her lips parted in ecstasy. She sped her strokes and twisted her arm just the way she did before. He was almost ready, when went down to his balls and licked them up and down, and even took one in her mouth a couple times to suck.

"Buck your hips." She lifted the fleshlight to his tip, "Pull your hips up and show me how you'd fuck me."

Dash did so without question and started going quicker with every beat of the music. It reminded her of when she first fucked Kari.

"I'm cumming, Vi." Dash sputtered, "Ah, fuck I'm cumming. Ahhh" Dash spurted his load into the fleashlight one after another and filled it to the brink, before Violet took it off and watched the rest shoot out on his abs and pecs. "Oh my god, oh my god."

"Mmmm. I told you you'd like it." Violet said, holding his cock in one hand and the dripping fleshlight in the other. She lifted the cylinder up and let the drops of cum fall into her mouth. "You came even more than earlier. Do you wanna taste it?" Dash was of course grossed out and Violet revealed she was only teasing, and went back to eating out the cum filled pussy. Drop after drop was consumed by her tongue.

"Mmm. Now that's how you fill a pussy." She waved her tongue on the clit and then pushed it down inside. "You taste really salty, but your cum is thicker." She held some between her fingers and spread them to show the elasticity before she ate it. Dash just sat there and waited to be released from her restraints.

"So Dash. I did what you wanted." She started leaning upward and on his chest, her breasts dragging all along the way. "Where did you put my phone?"

"Let me go and I'll show you." He never missed a beat. Violet however, was trailing upward with her tongue and was licking up every bit of cum that was on his chest.

"I want my phone back Dash." This time she was leaning on him with her breasts on his chest, her hand on his cock and her head next to his ear. "Don't you want to know how you taste?"

Dash went bug eyed at this and watched helplessly as she cleaned up the last of his cum on his chest and left it on her tongue. She teasingly waved it at him as she came closer to his mouth and started to pinch his nose.

"Whares my phone Dahsh." She said, the cum ready to drop on him at any moment.

Dash wasted no time. "It's in my shorts."

Violet smiled and pulled her tongue back in to swallow the rest of her prize. She immediately stood up and got her phone from his pants, to which she then threw to the other side of the room. Opening her phone she saw it was left at the last picture Dash had opened. A picture of Kari with nothing but red panties and a caption, 'Thinking of you'. She looked back up at Dash and wondered. Did he like her the way she pretended to not moments before? She didn't have to pretend for most of it. Some of it she truly felt, but that still didn't explain her brother's feelings. Or why he was in Kari's folder and not herself. She had carefully organized her pictures into sections for each individual she was with, including herself. Could it be that he had a crush on Kari and was using Violet for some fantasy. If it was true, the feelings of betrayal would root to her very core.

"Alright Dash," Her change in tone was evident, "How did you get into my phone so easily?"

"You gonna let me out of these anytime soon?" His eyes moved toward the bondages.

"Soon enough. I want you answer me first." She went back to her sisterly annoyance tone.

Dash rolled his head back and heaved a sigh. It was never easy with his sister. Rolling forward he answered her question and the one ones to follow. He explained how overtime he was able watch her over the shoulder and figure out the code to her phone piece by piece.

"You little piece of shit." She was standing in front of him with her arms crossed over her tits. She grabbed her shorts and pulled them back up her legs. "So how long have you known?"

"A few days after your birthday," He began, "I saw you texting someone with some pictures in the feed, so I looked when you weren't looking." She frowned at this. "Then I saw the pictures and you know the rest. The cat got curiosity."

"So how much did you see?" Her voice quieter, but still serious, as Violet picked up her bra and fiddled with it between her hands.

"Everything Mom would frown at." He said unrepentantly.

Violet turned away at this point and put her bra back on. When it came to her mother recently, anything could make her upset, let alone have a disappointed look on her face.

"Speaking of," Dash started, "How come she's been so stern with you lately?" His head tilted waiting for his sister to turn around.

"Let's just say we got close, and then the next day she didn't like how close got." Violet answered, as she turned off the stereo. Tentatively she turned around and faced him from across the room, "Dash...How much do you know?"

Dash gestured to his wrists. Violet took the leap of faith and took the restraints down. Dash stood up, got his shorts back on, and grabbed a nearby shirt on the floor. He sat on the edge of the bed

"I know you and Kari have been spending a lot of time together both in and outside of the girl's bathroom." Violet's eyes dropped to the floor, "I also saw you go into Rydinger's house. That part wasn't easy, but once you see enough doors open by themselves you get a good sense of what's really happening."

There was a long minute of silence. They both waited for the other to say something in response.

"Is that everything?" Violet asked questionably, as sat down next to him "Cards on the table. That's everything?"

Dash tilted his head and pulled one side of his lip, "I'm pretty sure I know who started the fire at the school."

Violet hung her head in the casual bit of frustration. Dash knew almost everything save for the night with Mom. She was thankful for that much. It was time for her to pull the only silver lining she could get from this.

"I don't know what to do." She said, her elbows on her knees, leaning off the bed. "I can't keep secrets from everyone forever."

Dash looked down at his sister and gave some considerable thought to this. He reached around and comforted her with an arm around her shoulder. "It'll be okay. You just have to give them time."

"It's been almost three months." Dashes eyes went side to side at this before a lightbulb came to him.

"What if you just tell them?"

Violet turned to him, "What?"

"Think about it. If you tell Rydinger about who you really are, who's gonna believe him. Everybody else already thinks you're the shy teenager every high school holds. That'll get Tony off your back and then he'll come crawling back to you."

"And what if he goes blabbering off to the wrong people that have certain administrative authority?"

"Then you have to give him reason enough not to and this whole investigation will blow right over."

Violet gave it some thought. She hadn't been able to come up with anything decent to be a decision and for her only option it wasn't the worst. The question came down to how she could convince Tony, but she saved that for later.

"What about Kari?"

"What about her?" He asked

"I mean what do I do about me and Kari?"

"Just tell her you've been sleeping with Tony and she'll forgive you."

"She already knows doofus."

"What?"

"She knows I've been with Tony since the beginning. I've been feeding her sex stories for weeks."

"So you two have been..."

"Yeah."

"At the same time?"

"Yeah."

"But Tony doesn't?"

"Spot on."

"Then it seems to me she needs someone of her own that she confides in besides you."

"That's me Dash."

"No it isn't."

"Yeah it is."

"No, for that you have Tony and her, but she doesn't have anyone besides you. She feels lonely without you and needs another person to merge the gap."

That was when the picture finally made sense. "Oh my god." She said.

"Now you get it."

"You want to have sex with Kari!"

"What?"

"That's why you had her pictures up in my phone. You've had a crush on her since we started meeting haven't you?"

"No.." She smeared

"Oh my god you doo." She smiled and turned her whole body towards him.

"No, no I do not."

"You totally do."

Dash went silent and squished his lips together. "Alright fine I do."

"How long?" She asked like a little school girl getting a pony

"Since Jack-Jack needed a baby sitter."

"Holy shit. What do you like best about her?

"Well... I mean she's got a great personality for one and.."

"Not that, I mean what part of her do like the most?"

"You mean?"

"Yeah you idiot, tits or ass?"

Dash was hesitant before saying "Ass"

"Me too," They were no longer like brother and sister now, but instead could be more easily compared to two high school girlfriends talking about their crush, "Me and her have always had the same ass and I just can't help myself around her."

They went on for a few more minutes before Dash finally worked up the courage, "So, does this mean I can ask her out?"

"What?"

"Well I mean we both know she needs someone and you obviously aren't filling that need so I figured that's where I step in."

Violet gave some consideration to this. She didn't like sharing. Her brother on the other hand might be easier to control.

"Let's not forget who still has a copy of your pictures." Dash said.

"Alright fine."

"YES!" He dashed around the room cleaning it within seconds and swirled around in excitement.

"But you have to give me the pictures."

Dash swirled back to his spot on the bed, "I keep the pictures, and don't say anything to Mom and Dad."

"You're going to need help if you think you can get Kari Mckeen in your bed."

"Fine, you help me and I'll give up the pictures of Tony and half the ones of you."

"Why only half Dash?" They both were having the world's longest staring contest.

"Because I'm not ready to give up all my leverage yet." He extended his hand, "Do we have a deal?"