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Chapter 7

How strong is Jenny’s willpower

The Monday after- Jenny ponders alternatives and try’s her best

Jenny was inconsolable in her room. She cried for a while. Both about what she had done already and in regret of what her future held. She resolved herself to fighting her taboo urges. She avoided the tv and lay there. Before too long her desires began returning to her. A warmth at first that gave way to a painful aching. Her mind wandered to Dylan’s room but she fought temptation. She tried masturbating, but she couldn’t climax. It only made her overwhelming arousal worse.

When morning came, Jenny got up from her bed sleeplessly. Defiant still she got dressed and went to the kitchen, refusing any food from her brother. Dylan didn’t offer anything anyway. “Good luck today,” he sneered smugly. Jenny didn’t say anything to him and rushed out the door. The drive was difficult. Jenny struggled to stay awake and focus on something other than her brother’s dick. In her mind it seemed so warm and welcoming. Jenny shuddered at the thought. Or maybe in arousal. She couldn’t tell.

The morning went by quickly. Jenny avoided her coworkers and worked quietly in her office. By the time lunch came around Jenny was almost overwhelmed by the urge to drive home. She instead thought of her options. She remembered the guy in legal that she had been flirting with for a while. “If I need cum, maybe it at least doesn’t have to be Dylan’s?” She pondered. The afternoon dragged on. Jenny couldn’t focus on her work. Her thoughts lingered on Dylan and his incredible cum. She hated that she thought of it in that way, but whenever she thought of the golden moment of his dick tensing she got a warm tingling in her vagina.

She made her mind up. She was going to try the legal guy. She was going to offer him a blow job. “I mean what guy turns down head? And I’m pretty cute?” Jenny thought. She worked up the confidence and walked into his office and closed the door. He was handsome, but Jenny realized he had lost his charm. Before she could say anything she thought of this guys dick in her mouth and his load and she suddenly got sick to her stomach. The thought of sex with anybody else turned her stomach. Jenny left with no explanation and her coworker made a confused noise as she left in a hurry.

“That rat bastard!” Jenny thought as she drove home from work. Her wet pussy had almost leaked straight through her pant suit. I mean this was ridiculous and frankly impossible. Jenny had never heard of another woman getting this wet. It happened to her non the less. By the time she had gotten home she had given up. Jenny wanted to make it as painless as possible. She was just going to get Dylan to jerk off or something. Maybe she didn’t even have to watch. Maybe it was enough to just be in the room when it happened she thought consoling herself.

Jenny stormed Dylan’s room where he was sitting at his desk playing video games. “Ok freak, just like jerk off or something! Let’s get this over with!” Jenny demanded. Dylan just laughed. “That’s not how this works. Jenny you’re in a fucking pantsuit! How am I even going to get hard? Go get into sexy underwear or something and maybe I’ll let you touch me.” He swiveled back to his game, dismissing her. A pit opened in Jenny’s stomach. She had just been rejected by her perverted little brother. A guy with no sexual prospects outside of literally brainwashing her brother. Dejected she went to her room and started searching through her drawers looking for something suitable, muttering under her breathe about how ridiculous it was she was even humoring his request.

Jenny settled on her date night underwear. Purple striped cheeky bottoms and a light pink push-up bra with purple lacing. She looked at herself in the mirror and while she wasn’t feeling sexy she felt like a loser boy should at least be interested. The thought of changing clothes to please her brother’s boner was humiliating but it also drove Jenny even crazier. She wanted his cum so bad, her brain was foggy. She would do anything at this point to get his cum. She returned to his room, unconfident. She held her her arm and felt the need to cover herself from his lusting eyes. “Can we make this quick please?” Jenny said looking at the floor. Dylan turned and looked at her and a crooked smile came across his face. “That’s more like it Jenny. You look good, but you seem sad. I don’t want some sad girl, beg for it. Beg for the opportunity to make me cum.” His order was like a slap to Jenny’s face, but she was too determined to deny him. She bent over, exposing the top of her breasts, and in as sultry of a tone as she could muster “please Dylan. Please let me touch you. Let me make you feel good little brother.” She laid it on thick hoping to appease him, but as she said the nasty words she felt them come out naturally.

Dylan shrugged. “Ok sit down.” He pulled the other chair next to his and patted the seat. Jenny sat down and tried to avoid Dylan’s gaze, but she was excited at the opportunity. “Good girl. You must love being a slut for me.” Dylan said. It almost comforted Jenny as she pulled his dick from his short. It was still soft, but a few seconds of stroking fixed that. Jenny had learned to stroke Dylan from hours of watching hypnotic videos but all she knew was it came naturally. Dylan moaned as both hands grasped his shaft and her left hand would transfer to tease the tip. He was rolling in his seat. This made Jenny feel amazing. “You’re so big Dylan. I love holding your hard dick in my hands. Would you please cum for me?” Jenny said with pouty eyes up at Dylan. That did the trick Dylan grunted “I’m gonna cum” and Jenny leaned in. She started stroking faster and aimed him at her chest. He tensed and Jenny flooded her mind and panties with excitement. Ropes began shooting across her chest as Dylan moaned in pleasure.

Jenny leaned in and rubbed the tip of his dick against her sticky exposed breasts then leaned back satisfied. She looked down at her prize. It was a big load! He had squirted cum all over her and she wondered if her date night bra was ruined. Dylan sat there for a second then waved her off. “I gotta finish my game. Go clean up or something.” Jenny was disappointed, but she didn’t exactly expect warmth from her rapey villain brother. She went to her room and swiped the cum from her chest off her hands and gave herself the relief she needed with it then fell asleep with ease

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