Chapter 8: Chris's Whore

Once her clear head returned to her, Emily dropped the idea of fucking non-stop for almost 3 days. Also, she had an idea she wanted to indulge that required getting dressed and going out.

"We should go get some supplies for this weekend." She said

"Supplies?" Chris seemed confused as he put his clothes back on.

"Yeah at that place by the highway... Cupid's Closet." Emily smirked. Then she pointed at her step-brother's crotch, "How long until that thing is ready again?"

"Tough to say." Chris answered, hoping it would be soon.

"Well we've got a little time. Let's go!"

So they went out into public. And not just public, but a sex shop, as any normal couple would do. It was unlikely that they'd run into someone they knew there, but it wasn't impossible. And that seemed to only make things more exciting.

They bought a gross of condoms, to avoid any more pull-out anxiety. They bought a pair of fuzzy handcuffs, a bottle of lube, an 8 inch dildo, and before going, Emily looked at her step-brother and with a smile said, "Pick out an outfit for me."

It was a lot of pressure but Chris didn't take too long to find one he liked: a full-body fishnet thing with a high neck collar and a cutout crotch. Emily more than approved. She couldn't wait to wear it while taking her step-brother inside her again.

They paid for their purchase. The cashier didn't find anything suspicious about them. They got in the car and Chris drove through the parking lot and behind the building, parking the car again, this time out of sight of the main street.

"Aren't we going home?" Em asked.

"You told me to tell you as soon as I was ready again." Chris said.

"Fuck yes! Take it out." Bad Emily made another appearance. She giggled with delight upon seeing Chris's cock pop out if his pants. And immediately, from her place in the passenger's seat leaned in and wrapped her lips around it.

It felt so good. It was only her second blowjob and yet Chris could tell his step-sister was getting better. He felt proud to be inspiring such quick learning in her. She slid her lips as far down as she could and Chris could feel her throat contract around his head before quickly pulling back. She didn't seem to mind at all, licking her lips, then pressing her tongue to the tip of his cock to lick up his precum.

"Do you want me to finish you off now, or wait until we get home?" She asked.

They had a long night ahead of them and Chris figured it would be best not to exert his cock so quickly. "Wait." he said.

So he revved up the car again and drove home. Next to him, Bad Emily slid her hand down into her jeans and rubbed herself, eyes closed, moaning sensually for the entire ride.

When they got home they both stripped immediately, as if removing all clothes was customary for walking into one's house. Emily reached into the bag from Cupid's Closet, pulled out the lube and tossed it at Chris who caught it haphazardly.

"Where do you want to do this?" She asked. Chris's expression was a blank. "C'mon, you got the lube because you want to do anal right? I'm not dumb. Didn't you and Courtney do anal?"

"No." Chris answered, "I asked her to once and she said she wouldn't. She said only whores do anal."

"Well then I have a secret for you." Emily leaned in close to her step-brother's ear and whispered. "I will be your whore tonight. Now where do you want to take my ass?"

Chris smiled, "How about your bedroom?"

They ran up the stairs to the bedroom together. As they went, Emily could feel it. Normal Emily was slipping away. Bad Emily was taking over completely. And she was going to let her, at least for the weekend. She just wasn't sure how easy it would be for Normal Emily to come back after.

They got to her room, flew through the door and Emily jumped up onto her bed on all fours. Chris joined her quickly, opening up the lube, squeezing it onto his hand, spreading her ass cheeks and rubbing it all over her puckered anus.

This was obscene and ridiculous and impossible, he thought as he felt the sensation of his beloved step-sister's asshole on his fingers. But it was real. It was totally fucking real!

He held is cock up to her and pushed it inside.

"HOLY SHIT!" Emily's fingers curled, gripping her duvet. And as Chris began to thrust into her ass, she felt a pleasure she'd never known before.