You will pay for your hubris...

You have a quiet, easy evening when you return to your dorm room, and drift soundly to sleep, feeling for once that you had a good day on your own terms, and that things are going your way. This optimistic view even carries into the morning when you wake up. You have some impressive tan lines where your tiny swimsuit was yesterday. You consider going back to the beach again...maybe even a different beach where you could get rid of the tan lines altogether. Your sunny disposition is quickly clouded when you get a text message from your mother.

I just saw yesterday's charges on my account. You have a lot of explaining to do Amanda. Call me when you're ready to talk, and you better be ready with some answers.

Fuck. Your stingy, prudish, judgemental parents look at their money every day, some times multiple times, and they saw your beach purchases. Thankfully, they just saw how much money you spent, if your mother saw how much of your ass you put on display in that two-peice, she would die, or disown you. This was going to be painful, as you knew there was know way you could avoid it, and no way you could get them to see your side of things. 'This is just the way they are' was always used to defend your parents' behavior, but was never permitted to justify yours.

Well, maybe this is just the way you are, and they're going to find that out, and deal with it.

You send Kevin a text message first _'Hey, it's Amanda, from yesterday. I need your help with something. Could you come visit me at my dorm? Door will be unlocked, don't knock and come in quietly' _He doesn't ask for a reason, but says he'll be right on his way. Making record time, he peaks his head in first, and sees you fully naked, lying on your bed, legs spread wide and inviting, phone in hand, calling your mother on speaker.

"Mom, it's spring break! I didn't ditch school to go to the beach, I promise"

"I don't care if it's Mardi Gras! You've got schoolwork to do..."as your mother talks, Kevin starts to understand what you had in mind, standing next to the bed, he softly rubs his hand against your soft skin, moving across your belly to your boobs. "...and you can always try to get ahead of your classwork so you're better prepared, instead of wasting our money and your precious time on a bathing suit, daydreaming at some beach tourist trap."

Your mother is known to rant, and you hope to leverage that to your advantage here

"It's a swimsuit mom. they haven't been called bathing suits in like 30 years. I'm sorry for spending your money, but I don't know what you want me to do at this point..." You slowly unzip Kevin's pants to try and draw his cock out, giving it a very gentle stroke "I got all sweaty and wet in it, I can't return it at this point. Besides, I took some quiet time, and I definitely feel like I'm getting a head" You have to resist laughing at your own pun, the only solution being to start sucking the cock immediately in front of you, gently stroking your pussy as you go.

"Don't get snappy with me Amanda! You're there to learn, not to frollick and laze about~ Your grades are incredibly important when you start applying to schools for your Masters and start looking for your first job. You're there on our dime and you're squandering your opportunity. Most people never even get to go to college and most that do are there on scholarships or are working their way through it. You need to appreciate how fortunate you are, and start seriously applying yourself. This isn't just a piece of paper that you're trying to earn, no matter how many times your no account friends say otherwise. You know, I had hoped when you left home and said goodbye to them that they'd stop being a bad influence on you, but it looks like that was for nothing."

You let Kevin out of your mouth and get on your hands and knees "Mom, they're not a bad influence..." Kevin gets the idea immediately and mounts behind you, slowly pushing his dick inside you. You struggle to not moan to your mother while talking "They're just regular, normal people, doing normal things that teenagers do" You mute the phone so you can talk to Kevin while your mother goes off "Fuck me good, stud" He happily, quietly obliges

"Well you're not just a normal teenager Amanda. You're smarter than all of them and you have a higher calling to consider. You could do so much if you only tried, and every moment of every day that you don't try to improve yourself and make yourself a better person is only going to make it harder later on. Life doesn't get easier as you get older dear, and sooner or later you're going to figure that out, and I just hope you don't figure that out too late that you can't do anything about it."

Despite the euphoric feelings of getting fucked while in the midst of being scolded, you are still getting a little annoyed. You take a deep breath to try and lower suspicion before you unmute the phone "I understand what you're getting at, I really do, and I am trying hard here, but you know, you and dad were never this hard on Ian."

"Amanda, your brother couldn't even sit still half the time, let alone learn anything. We tried our best with him but he just didn't have any potential. Your father and I hated that we had to kick him out when he refused to amount to anything, but we weren't going to tolerate his insanity or his mooching. You, however, have your entire life in front of you, and the capacity to learn and do anything. Do you understand why we push you so hard?"

"Yes. Hey, something came up, I gotta go." You hang up, angry that your mother outright dismissed your older brother, her own son, as worthless. "Fucking pound me Kevin."

"Sure thing" The two of you give it everything you got now that you don't have to worry about getting caught. You enjoy the stinging pain of his hands slapping your curvy ass, and scream as an orgasm, the first in a long time, washes over you in a wave. Kevin is able to hold off a little while longer, shooting his load inside your tight pussy. You cuddle together on your bed for a few minutes of quiet before either speaks

"Fuck dude" Kevin replies "No reflection on you, but your mom's a bitch. Is she always like that?"

"No, sometimes she'll get her Bible out and yell at me in scripture" you say dryly.

"Damn. Well, if it's any consolation, I get it. That's a lot of pressure they're laying on you. You gotta get out from under that before it destroys you."

"Any ideas?"

"Sorry, no. Not that smart. Speaking from personal experience as a big brother, your big brother Ian probably got more shit than you're aware of. You should give him a call."

"Ya, you're probably right. It's been a long time. Mom and dad don't really approve of me talking to him"

"Ya, but they probably don't approach of a stranger with their cock inside you while you're on the phone"

"Fair enough" as you giggle and kiss him

"Hey, I gotta go take care of some things, but let me know if something comes up. Happy to help out. Might actually know a guy if you're thinking about a job, off the books and everything "