Onward to a Family Reunion

Elisa had to be careful when leaving Vegas. She couldn’t take the trains or the busses anymore. Long Beach was a few hours away by car, but she didn’t want to rent a car. Which meant hitchhiking. Thankfully there was a nice Prude World vacation group on their way to the Los Angeles beaches who were willing to give her a ride in exchange for sex, which just showed that they had no idea how this world worked. A free ride across state lines and free sex? That was an easy decision.

She spent her time in the back of the vacation group’s rented van. There were five of them, three guys and two girls, and Elisa made sure to fuck them good. The least she could do was show them a good time. She did manage to maneuver herself into another DP, riding one guy’s cock, another up her ass, and her face buried in a tragically unshaved pussy. She’d be picking hair out of her teeth for a day, but if it meant the girl got off hard, it was worth it.

She never bothered remembering any of their names.

It was around 2 AM when she got to LA. She parted ways with the vacation group in Santa Monica, with them heading to a party at their friends’ house. They invited Elisa, but she declined. She made her way down the beach to Venice, showered off in one of the public beach showers, and found herself a bench to fall asleep on about a block away from the Venice boardwalk. It was distant, but she could hear the sound of the waves as she slept.

She was forcibly awakened by a man who flipped her over onto her stomach, roughly jammed his cock in her and started fucking her hard and fast. She yelped at the surprise, but quickly leaned into the rough fucking. “Ah, fuck!” she cried out.

This guy didn’t care about her pleasure at all, he was just using her as a hole for his dick. It didn’t stop her from cumming hard, though. Sometimes she didn’t mind just being fucked, and this was one of those times.

The mystery man pulled out of her pussy and came all over her back. Elisa reached between her legs and lightly fingered her well-used pussy. This was a nice way to wake up. She gave another yelp as he swatted her ass before getting off of her and making his presence known.

And all of a sudden, her mood soured.

“Let me see some ID,” the officer said as he pulled up his pants.

Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

Elisa reached under the bench to retrieve her duffel and pulled out her wallet. She was only wearing her dog tags, which hopefully the cop would see and cut her some slack. She couldn’t afford to be searched right now.

She opened the wallet and handed over her ID. The cop looked at it skeptically.

“You’re a long way from Georgia.”

“I’m on my way to visit my brother,” she said. “He’s in Long Beach.”

“And you didn’t want to stay in a hotel?”

Elisa turned some charm on. “Why? Out here I get fresh air, the sound of the ocean, and a hot dicking.” She spread her legs to prove her point.

“It’s dangerous all alone at night.”

Pig. “I can take care of myself.”

He looked her over. “I’m going to call this in.”

“Call what in?” she asked sweetly. “I’m not doing anything.”

“Loitering.”

Asshole! Elisa was getting pissed now. “I’m more than a hundred feet from a business, and loitering laws don’t include public land with no posted hours.” It was probably a bad idea to backtalk a cop, but she needed to let him know she knew the law and wasn’t about to get pushed around.

There was a long pause. Then the cop said just one word. “Suck.”

If that’s what it would take to get him to go away, fine. The one thing he was good for his dick. She quickly unbuckled his belt and released his cock. It was still glistening from the good fucking he’d just given Elisa. She took his cock in her hand and took the head into her mouth, she liked tasting herself on him.

It was clear he wanted to be in control, he took her hair in her hands and started fucking her face. She put her hands on his thighs for balance. And he was giving it to her good, too. She opened her throat wide for him, let him do what he wanted. He let her up for air, she sucked on his balls as he reached behind her and swatted her ass again.

And then she was deepthroating him again. This guy had a one-track mind, just shove the dick where ever it would go. She accepted the throatfucking, pretending to moan. Roughly fucking her pussy was one thing, her face was another, but she wanted to sell the experience. If he liked it, he might go away. And she needed him to go the fuck away!

He pulled out of her mouth and jacked off all over her face. She enjoyed the feeling of his warm cum splashing all over her. Once he was done, she took the initiative and grabbed his cock again, cleaning him off with her mouth.

It wasn’t long before he once again pulled up his pants. He handed back her ID. “Don’t let me catch you around here again.”

“I’ll move on,” Elisa said meekly, her throat still raw.

“See that you do.” He walked off, ostensibly to harass someone else. Asshole.

That was a close call, and a solid indicator that she needed to get going. She packed up everything in her duffel, took another quick shower, and made her way to the train station. She didn’t bother getting dressed just yet, opting only for socks and a pair of sneakers. Elisa was a long way from Long Beach and didn’t want to get the last of her clean clothes covered in jizz before she got to where she was going.

The LA Metro was a different experience than the long-distance commuter rails she’d taken from Colorado to Vegas. These weren’t the big and comfortable fuckpads, these were sardine can cramped rail lines designed to get commuters from one place to another quickly, if not comfortably. It didn’t stop Elisa from getting fucked a couple times, but the seats barely had enough room for a decent ride, and there way no way anybody could lay her down. She did have some fun getting fucked from behind while hanging on to a handrail, too bad he got off the train before either of them got off the fun way.

Purple Line to Red Line to Union Station to some Metrolink and how does anyone in this city actually get around!? The closer she got to Long Beach, the worse she started to feel. Her heart started racing. She got butterflies in her stomach. She almost decked out some dude who had the audacity to feel her boob up without even letting her grope his dick in return. She couldn’t even cum when she found herself in a sixty-nine with a sexy black lady with pierced nipples waiting for the train to Long Beach.

After the train, it was a bus. Elisa spent her time on the trip putting her mouth to use. Her pussy was in no condition to be used right now, and anal seemed more like a chore, so she just went to the back of the bus and got down on her knees, taking all cummers. Interestingly, most of her partners were women for this leg of the trip, and Elisa found her tongue buried in a number of college girls’ delicious holes. There were some dicks too of course, but the sheer number of girls wanting to be eaten out that day stood out to her. She tried to keep a spare hand playing with her pussy, but she got no pleasure from it. She was too nervous.

Elisa let another guy fuck her at the transit terminal, at the apparent behest of his girlfriend, another pair of Prude Worlders from Continental University in Orange County just looking for a thrill. She moaned and put on a show for them, but even with a nice cock inside of her, she wasn’t even close to getting off.

It was about noon when she reached the part of Long Beach where Jacob lived. She had a few hours to kill before Jacob got home from his nebulous “Import/Export” job, whatever the hell that meant. She once again posted up at a local coffee shop, this one a “Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf” instead of Starbuck’s. It wasn’t bad. Less bitter than what she was used to from the other shop.

She sat down at a table and made sure to stick her butt way out in case someone wanted to take advantage of her while she prepared for tonight’s reunion. She stared at her laptop screen, at the grainy video that prompted her desire to see her brother. She watched as Jacob entered their mom’s house, over and over. A few guys used her as a cumhole while she was watching the video, but she barely felt it. For hours and hours she watched the video, psyching herself up.

It felt like both an instant and an eternity waiting. Elisa got up and made her way to a public shower and cleaned up extra thoroughly. She styled her hair. She shaved what little hair she’d left on her mound. She applied lotion all over her body. She made sure her makeup was impeccable, as only someone who spent time in the prude world could. She dressed in her nicest lingerie: A blue lace underbra that left her pokey nipples exposed, a matching blue garter belt, long, sleek stockings, and the one pair of high heels she owned. No panties, of course. She was a vision of sex as she called her Lyft, the ugly Army-issue duffel bag the only thing disrupting the image.

She got to Jacob’s place just as he was turning on his lights. He must have just gotten home from work. With a deep breath to calm her nerves, she walked up to the door of his nice, suburban home, dropped her bag on the ground, and rang the doorbell.

He opened it wearing only a pair of jeans, his tall, lean, Hawaiian surfer body looking incredible in the setting sun, with an odd look on his face, like he was putting away something behind the door. He blinked in disbelief. “Oh my god!” her brother exclaimed. “Elisa!?”

“Hi Jacob,” she replied. “Surprise!”

She knew he would pounce on her immediately, that was to be expected. They never had a chance to have sex growing up, they were both too young. But now, as adults, and with Elisa deliberately painting a target on herself, she knew his animal brain would stop at nothing to have sex with her, and she was very inclined to let him.

Jacob pushed her up against the wall, and groped at and kissed her breasts. If nothing else, he was very good with his mouth and hands. She put her leg up when they started making out, letting him grope her thigh. He then lifted her up by both legs, and carried her to the soft grass. Laying her down, her brother started expertly eating her out. Where did he learn to be this good with his tongue!?

He tongue fucked her, he finger fucked her, he gave Elisa her first orgasm since the cop basically **** her that morning. She needed this release, she was all pent up with anger and frustration, and Jacob knew exactly what he was doing. He fingered her as he pulled her up and pushed her back against the wall of house, sucking her breasts and giving her another big orgasm.

He kissed her all over her body, worshipping her. Elisa let herself enjoy the attention; Jacob clearly wanted to make up for lost time. They kept making out as they moved back towards his front door. Suddenly he turned her around and bent her over his porch fence. She could feel him pulling down his pants. Her brother was about to fuck her silly. She’d seen his Facebook, she knew what his dick was like. She hated to admit that she was looking forward to this.

It felt like a triumph when he entered her from behind. He had put his fingers in her mouth as he started fucking her, before they even entered the house. Then his hands were on her hips as he fucked her deep and passionately. Jacob clearly knew how to use that thing between his legs, and Elisa was loving every second of it.

He pulled them back to a lawn chair on his porch, giving Elisa a chance to ride that dick for herself. She reached between her legs and massaged Jacob’s balls as they fucked, wanting to feel his cum inside of her as soon as possible. Elisa loved the feeling of Jacob’s cock inside of her, it was like it belonged there. Eventually he started fucking her really fast from below, seemingly going wild over the feeling of her cunt wrapped around him. Then he pushed her up, bent her over the chair this time, and really went to town fucking her. He must really like giving it to her from behind. He slapped her ass as he had his way with her body.

He was the first to cum, Jacob moaned loudly as he exploded inside of her needy pussy. Elisa had her third big orgasm at the feeling of her brother’s hot, sticky semen filling her up. She stiffened and shook, loving how hot this all was.

And then he just kept fucking her. Jacob was apparently up for a big marathon, catch-up lay, and Elisa was game. She’d fuck him until he was done. That was what she was ready for.

After several more minutes of pounding Elisa from behind, he finally pulled out and let her taste his cock. She hastily grabbed a dirty t-shirt out of her bag and put it on the brick porch to give her knees some protection as she knelt down and started sucking his dick with gusto. She was going to give him a world grade blowjob, she wanted him to cum right down her throat. She moaned as she sucked him off, loving the taste of the two of them together on his dick.

She gave it to him good and sloppy. Every once in a while he’d take her by the back of the head and facefuck her, and she made it a point to take his monster down her throat as far as it would go. This was a guy who liked being in control, and if that’s what it took to wear him out, she was okay with that. They alternated control like that for what seemed like ever when he did cum right in her mouth. She made sure to swallow every drop.

He pulled her up, lifted her up, Elisa thought for a second that he was just going to drop her down again and impale her right on her cock, but instead he pushed her back up against the front door and just stuck his dick right back in her pussy. She moaned happily as he fucked her. They didn’t spend too much time like that though, because he finally opened the door and let her in. He was even nice enough to grab her duffel bag and toss it into the living room.

It wasn’t long before they were fucking again, Jacob pressed her up against a living room wall and took her from behind once again. He grabbed her hair roughly as he jammed his cock into her, and Elisa would have been lying if she’d said it wasn’t incredible. Then he pulled out again and turned her around, worshipping her breasts once again as they made out. Elisa didn’t have the biggest rack, but she still felt damn proud of what she had with all the attention Jacob was paying to it.

Then he was the one on his knees, eating his own cum out of her. She could feel like she was close again, good Christ Jacob was an expert with that tongue. But he stopped. Instead he kissed his way down her legs, pulling down her stockings, and eventually taking off her shoes. He wanted her completely naked. She hastily removed the underbra.

And then they were fucking again, skin fully on skin. Of course it was from behind, that was clearly Jacob’s favorite way to have sex. And Elisa came hard. She came so hard that her legs gave out from under her, and they fell down to the living room floor in a heap. But seeing as she was now on top of him again, Elisa took advantage of the situation as soon as she came down from her monster of an orgasm and started riding his dick yet again.

This time Elisa was the one in control, and as long as she had her brother’s wonderful dick at her mercy, she was going to fuck the daylights out of it. She pounded herself on his cock mercilessly, jilling herself off as she bounced. He let her do it instead of taking control again, which Elisa had to respect. When she came again, he took over, fucking her from below.

He pushed up on her ass, pushing her off of him, probably expecting to start fucking Elisa doggy once again, but she was having none of it. She turned, put her foot on his chest, and once again sat down on his dick, this time facing each other. She just kept riding him. He’d gotten what he wanted, and he was going to again before the night was over, that was for sure. This time it was her turn.

They hadn’t said one real word to each other since she’d arrived at his place.

She rode him again until they both came. Then impressively he scooped her up, standing with her still thoroughly impaled, a top tier move if ever she saw one. He fucked her against the stairs for a while, then from behind again (of course), then from behind again bent over his couch, at which point he gave her pussy yet another wonderful cumshot. Then he put her on her back and fucked her while he was standing above her. After fucking her like that for a while, he just put her long legs over her head and fucked her while she was folded like a damn taco. After that, Jacob fucked her from the side on the floor.

Elisa was cumming over and over again, and at this point she was starting to worry she’d run out of energy before he did. What sort of crazy marathon sex fiend was her brother anyway!?

They just kept going at each other, taking no prisoners. He fucked her from behind while she was prone on the floor. Then she rolled him over to his side and they spoon fucked for a while. Elisa got the chance to ride him again, so she took it. Then again facing each other, just like by the front door.

It was hours later when he finally gave her one last load of cum inside of her after a long missionary fuck. Elisa had basically fucked herself out, and with only one guy, too! And he never even touched her ass. What was with that? He made her cum a stupid number of times, just with good old-fashioned prick-in-cunt. No frills, no fancy stuff, just hard, deep fucking, right through her body and into her soul.

“So… how’ve you been?” He finally spoke.

“Better now,” Elisa said, mostly truthful. “Fuck that dick is incredible.”

“I knew I was saving it for something.” Jacob smiled his douchey, in-control smile. “Haven’t really had much sex this week, too busy at work.”

She barely pulled herself up to look at him. “Well if you were going to take it out on any girl’s pussy, I’m glad it was mine.”

“I missed you,” he said.

“I missed you too,” she lied back. Elisa hoped she was convincing.

“I have an idea,” Jacob said. “I still remember how you like your hot chocolate, and I think I have some mix. Why don’t I make you some?” What a gentleman. Hot chocolate. Could he offer her a shot of Jack or something?

But this was a perfect opportunity to get some alone time and get ready. “I’m more of a coffee gal these days,” she snarked. “But why not. For old time’s sake. We have all the time in the world to get to know what we like now.”

He kissed her forehead and bounced up, seemingly giddy at the prospect. Fucking hot chocolate. Sure.

Elisa sat by the living room window, looking out wistfully, as Jacob brought by the promised cup of hot chocolate. “Thanks,” she whispered, and taking a sip. “Yup, just like back in the day. Other than the shot of Amaretto of course.” She could taste the **** in the chocolate. Definitely not a touch from their youth.

“I may or may not have Facebook stalked you a little,” he replied with a goofy smile.

“I’m sorry I didn’t reach out sooner.” No she wasn’t. “I just… what do I say?”

He leaned down to kiss her like they were old lovers. “Well you’re here now. We can start over. What do you say?”

“I’d like that,” she lied. She knew why she was here, and a nice dick… a really nice dick wasn’t it.

She turned her eyes back to the window.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Mom,” Elisa replied. She was holding back tears.

“I miss her too.”

That was one line crossed too many. It was time. She swallowed one last sip of her cocoa before putting it down on the windowsill. “You know, I, uh, I found something recently you might be interested in. It’s, uh, it’s actually the reason I’m here.” This was it. This was actually it.

“And here I thought you just missed me.” She could see him smiling in the back of her mind, even if she was looking away from him. “What’s that?”

“Remember old man Kowalski who lived next door to my old house when you’d come to visit?” she smiled and reached down into her duffel bag. “With the ferrets?”

“Yeah, kind of a weird guy.”

“He died a few months ago,” she said. “And, uh, he left me something. Left us something.” Her heart was pounding in her chest. Was she really going through with this!?

“Yeah? What’s that.”

She smiled at him, but there was no joy. Only a decade of rage, finally ready for release. Her hand had found what she was looking for, buried under spare clothes and her laptop case. "Well it, uh, turns out he liked to watch Mom and my stepdad fuck. Did you know he had a hidden camera aimed at our back yard?”

She watched as the color drained from Jacob’s face. She knew. He knew that she knew. The “burglar” that broke in and murdered their mother, that stabbed her seventeen times, it was Jacob. Jacob killed the only family Elisa had and he’d gotten away with it.

Elisa didn’t give him any chance to react. She drew the 9MM she bought from Santino out of her bag, the silencer sticking out of the end, disengaged the safety in one swift motion, and relied on her training. She aimed center mass, which she could clearly see wasn’t armored as he was stark naked and caught off guard. This was why she’d let him fuck her. If he thought she was just there to rekindle their relationship, he wouldn’t see her as a threat.

The first shots from the gun almost startled her as she drilled four rounds right into his chest. He never had a chance. He crumpled to the ground, gasping for air as he lay dying.

“Eli…sa…” he gasped. His last words.

She walked up to him and put the silencer right up to his forehead. He looked terrified. Pathetic.

“This is for Mom.” Elisa pulled the trigger. Silencer or not, at that distance the gunshot blew out the back of his head.

She crumped into a ball next to her brother’s corpse. After years of wanting justice for her mom, she finally had it. Elisa cried. Tears of joy, tears of loss. It was finally over. She had only a slim chance of escape, and she’d probably go to jail for the rest of her life. But it was worth it. Finally justice was done.

Clap. Clap. Clap

What was that!? She grabbed her gun and pivoted, aiming it at a solitary man applauding. Dark blue suit. Red tie. American flag pin on his lapel. Badge. Gun. The man from the train.

Tom!?