There's no kill, like overkill

Cindi had been leading him through the crew quarters in silence, the 'friendly bonding' in the mess long behind them. Things had been weird that whole time, even before her best friends, who she'd long know had a thing for each other, started hooking up out of nowhere.

"Sorry I can't stay for your party." The Pirate's voice cut through the silence. She stopped and peered up at him in the flickering light. This was the weirdest fucking guy ever, he either didn't even look at her, or sounded like he never knew what to say to her. "I hope you have a Happy Birthday."

"Thanks." And she couldn't shake the idea that she knew him from somewhere. But its not like she would forget, how many giants did a girl meet in her life. Especially handsome ones with such pretty blue eyes?

He looked away. Back to ignoring her. The walked in silence for a while. It was kind of nice. It reminded her of walks back home on Sirius, before things got bad. Those were good memories.

"Did you invite any family?" The Pirate asked lamely.

"No, its... not that kind of party." She stifled her laugh. Read the room, dude.

"Sorry. Stupid." Yeah, it was big guy. Was this the start of some whirlwind courtship, like in those horrible, smutty romances she hid under her bunk and secretly devoured? He, the noble smuggler with a dark side sweeping her up on his adventures; her the only high society girl strong enough to change him. She laughed a little, out loud even. She was never gonna see this man again in just a short time. The thought made unbearably sad for some reason.

"We aren't that close anyway. My family, I mean, not for a long time." He doesn't want to hear about this.

"I'm sorry about that too." From the pained look on his face, he REALLY didn't want to hear about it. The moment paused, they had stopped outside her quarters, hatch still ajar from earlier- she was messy, she realized. The Pirate took it in with a glace and looked back at her face, he was drinking her in. Memorizing every line. What was it Imani had said about him not being about to stop looking at her?

The moment stretched longer still, and Cindi closed her eyes and leaned in and waited. Waited and kept waiting. She pulled back, feeling like a fool. He was looking away. His hands clenched in his trousers. Way to make a girl feel special. Alright then.

"The hangar's that way." She pointed.

He nodded goodbye. "I'll see you later, princess."

Princess. The nickname fired through her brain like railgun slug. Princess. Princess. Princess.

As Adam turned to go it hit her all at once. It wasn't any one thing, it was everything. The way he moved, his mannerisms, that cocky attitude, hell he even scrubbed his hand through his hair to mess it up, just like when they used to play on hale bales as kids, back on Sirius, just her and her brother-

"Adam?" She squeaked. Her eyes wide.

He froze and she sprinted around to confront him. The words spilling out uncontrollably. "Adam what are you doing here? And you're huge. Did you take Tomian Growth hormones or something? Where have you been?"

He didn't look happy at being found out. Too fucking bad, you lying asshole, brother-mine.

"Cindi, I'd love to catch up but my friend an I really are in trouble. We have to go, now. I promise I'll explain more when its safe." Adam tried to move around her and she threw up her arm like an iron bar.

"You're not going anywhere. You drop off the face of the galaxy. For years. Then reappear to steal my friends clearance codes on- I'm just guessing here, a stolen ship? And now you're running away again. Just like always." She jabbed him with her other hand, with every point she made. It probabaly hurt her finger more than that mass of flesh on bone. He felt like rock beneath that shirt. Looked like it too, she remembered.

"Cind-"

"And you knew it was me, this whole time, while I-I-I-"

Came your little brains out, grinding on your naked big brother. Neither one of them said it out loud though. And why the hell did she still want to kiss him? Her face blazing like a red giant Cindi kept going, afraid to let him get a word in.

"I didn't know if you were alive or dead. You left us, you left me. Alone, in that big awful house. Mom was devastated when you left."

"I sent wave-comms." Adam protested lamely. What a stupid lie for him to make. As if she couldn't check a terminal.

"I didn't get any wave-comms. Mom didn't get any either. So I hope whoever you sent them to got a real kick out of them. All I got were checks, every single month. Just credits in the bank. No brother, just money."

"But you still took the money." There was something angry in his voice now. Of course they took the money, they'd needed it, they just needed Adam more. She wanted to hug him, and scream and a hundred other things she wasn't even sure she could ever admit. One thing was sure, he wasn't leaving.

"You're not going, Adam."

Her brother gave her a very incredulous look. Gazing up at his enormous form, her thigh the size of big brother's bicep, she realized how pathetic that statement must seem. Still she pressed on.

"One phone call to the Corsairs and your ship with its fancy new IFF gets impounded." Cindi blurted out.

"You wouldn't dare!"

"I get what I want, Adam."

In the corner of her eye, Cindi thought she caught a glimpse of red hair.

"I've seen how you get what you want." Adam retorted.

"Fuck you."

"You'd like that wouldn't you." He leaned closer, blue eyes practically glowing.

She flushed again, damn it. She squeezed her eyes closed in frustration. And she wasn't prepared AT ALL for when her big brother kissed her. She felt it in from the tops of her head to the tips of her toes, electricity crackling, paralyzing her as she melted around him. One big strong hands running through her hair, the other possessively squeezing her ass. She squealed, but he didn't let up, instead pulling her in tighter, mouth leaving hers only to suck and nip where her neck met the shoulder; when had his lower hand slipped under her skirt to trace the bare flesh beneath. She felt him cup one round cheek, then the next, squeezing, testing her for ripeness, before diving boldly in between to the crevice in between, his long fingers reaching past her cheeks, to explore the wetness forming at her core. She shuddered. The currents flowed from where ever he touched, straight to her secret place. And that was where Adam's fingers made her see stars. And then it was over. Her head still spinning, the smell of rich copper musk, heady and delicious in the air.

"All right."

"What?" She still wasn't thinking clearly.

"These are your quarters, right?" She nodded and he pushed her inside with barely a motion. The door slid shut behind him, trapping her in with him. "Get what you want. Convince me to stay."

Adam had had enough. Enough teasing. Enough games. Enough missing his family. He was going to get as close as it was possible to be, very, very soon. Little sister Cindi kept backing up, and he matched her step for step, eyes never leaving her stunned face.

"Don't act like its your first time." She blushed scarlet. Okay, thinking back to her reaction in the game, it probably was her first time. The thought only hardened Adam's resolve. He was going to be the first man inside his baby sister, he was going to end her girlhood innocence and make her a woman. His woman.

This whole thing was overwhelming her. Poor little sister didn't know if she wanted to fight or flight or even fuck. Her eyes darted past him. She tried to bolt. He caught her by the ankle and tossed her on the bed, getting a nice view of her long legs in her skirt, in the process. She bounced out and slammed into his chest again. Whining as she looked up at his merciless gaze.

"You said I couldn't go. How about I cum instead?" Cindi flushed again. Embarrassment looked lovely on her. But she took another step back and this time feel backward into her bunk. Adam followed her down. He mouth seeking her neck, eager to repay the little tease for her antics for the past few hours. Cindi came alive, arching under his love bites, she was going to have hickies to show off to all her little friends, later.

"Adam, we can't."

He ignored her feeble protests, like any man would.

"You're my brother. It's wrong."

"It doesn't feel wrong." He retorted in between kisses.

"Wait. Wait." She pushed him back. "Let me make you feel good."

He gave her a wry look. Naive little slut probably thought she could get him off with a handjob, like all her little boyfriends in Junior High. Not likely. Still, he would enjoy watching her try. And giving her back some control would help to bring her around to what he was going to do to later, whether she liked it or not.

She stared at him, flustered by his stillness. "You have to...take it out."

"You take it out." Adam didn't think his little sister could blush any harder, but she was red as a tomato as she reached in to his pants, it didn't take her long to find. The damn thing was like an extra arm. She struggled to bring it out though, both from its heft and her desire to be gentle, so was a complete shock when it finally popped free right in her face. She looked at it greedily. Her eyes full of awe. Adam swatted her hand away.

"First you have to take off your clothes."

She fidgeted, like all little schoolgirl sluts, she knew bad things happened when you took your clothes off, but she was just as enthralled by the naughty taboo of what was happening. She was every bit as trapped as Adam, and **** to keep control of the situation.

"My top. I'll take my top off." And with a few snug buttons easily removed, lil' Cindi was topless, in a cute white bra that struggled heroically to contain her ample chest. She got those boobs from mom. Still they weren't done. He growled, his eyes flat, demanding.

"I took it off!" She protested, but she knew what he wanted. Her lip quivered in fear and excitement. Like she could feel her girlhood being stripped away with every second that passed. Adam grabbed his shaft and started stuffing himself back in. "Wait." Cindi cried. "Wait."

She took a deep breath and unclasped it and revealed the treasures underneath. Cindi Carter was all grown up. Two perfect pale mounds, still high on her chest, topped with pale pink nipples that were already stiffening in the cool air. His mouth was watering just looking at them. Cindi looked to her big brother for approval.

"You're beautiful, Cindi." And he meant it. He smiled when her flush reached down to the tops of her breasts as well. He was glad they were going to share her first time together. Glad he was going to be the one she never forgot. He shucked his pants off completely and took off his shirt. He wanted her to see every inch of him.

She knelt before him, clearly still in awe over the flawless nature of her brother's body. But ready to begin her worship. She couldn't even get her hand around his thick meat, instead squeezing him in both hands, marveling at the feel. She hands were gentle, but firm, curious and excited, this was a new experience for his sister and Adam wanted her to savor it. She gave him a tentative pump, gripping lightly and he groaned his approval. Women weren't so different from men. They wanted to hear the pleasure in your voice, and Adam didn't want to disappoint her. She pumped faster, playing with it like a new toy. A wide grin, and sparkling eyes showing her excitement. Her technique needed work, but Adam intended to give her plenty of time to practice. She was certainly creative, she even tapping it gently against her face, her eyes glued to it as it drooped over her.

"More," he groaned.

"Okay Adam." Cindi thought she had it all worked out. "But you have to promise to let me know when you're coming. You can't come in my mouth."

There was no chance of that happening. "I promise. I won't come in your mouth, sis."

And with that, she dove onto his shaft, clearly as excited as him. Again, a little sloppy, but points for effort. Cindi sucked like a hoover. Her mouth felt divine, warm and sloppy and with one hand gripping his shaft with little tugs and squeezes and the other, he was delighted to see, squeezing and cupping her own ample breast. Good of her to warm herself up for him. He let her carry on for a bit, before finding a fist full of blonde tresses and yanking her back. Before she could even protest and had Cindi up on her feet and spun around pressed against him, his wet cock under her skirt poking dangerously into the firm flesh of her ass. "Adaaaaaaaam" Her protest turned into a squeal as his hand made free roam of her body. His teeth nipping at her ear, one hand pinching and soothing her nipple, the other rubbing her burning center through the layers of her skirt.

"What are we- uhh -doing?"

"Shhhhh." Adam whispered in her ear. "I'm just paying you back a little." One firm tug on the back of her skirt made her whimper, buttons flew, zippers broke and the skirt fell in a puddle around Cindi's ankles.

"We shouldn't. Adam. This is too far."

"Do you like it, sis'?"

"Yassssss." She moaned.

"I'll rub you. Just like you did for me." He kissed her breathless so she couldn't think about the fact that he was about to tear off the only thing still protecting her from him.

She nodded, her eyes full of love and trust for her big brother.

"You're gonna love it."

She grinning at him, hungry for more of what Adam was showing her. Adam gave her a peck and shoved her soaked panties to the floor. She had driven him mad with lust. His present fully unwrapped, he was going to enjoy it at his own pace. Slowly at first, but they weren't going to stop until he'd devoured every inch of her.

Adam's finger found her secret place, wet and swollen for him. He started slow, with one hand he cupped his sister's pert, barely legal tit and the other, gently played with the folds of her sex. Careful not to rush her, he could sense her tight clamshell was squeezed tight against any invasion, but Adam was happy to lay siege to her defenses. She moaned into his mouth as he worked.

"I've- I've never been this wet Adam." She gasped.

"Guess someone wants to play with their 'big bro's after all." Adam teased. "Little pervert."

Slowly, ever so gently, the butterfly opened, and he was able to nudge a finger in, christ she was a vise down there. His cock throbbed in anticipation.

"Wait, that's not-"

"Just a finger, gorgeous. Relax."

Cindi was tight a bowstring. Full of nervous energy, like any young filly about to mate for the first time. Not knowing how bad she wanted it, afraid of wanting it even. Adam wasn't going to leave it up to her anyway. Still, they weren't quite there yet. He gave his sister a sweet kiss on the side of her head, then plunged his finger into her nectar. She gasped. Adam was in her secret place. That special spot that little girls thought no one could ever reach, but woman ached for someone to touch. He worked his finger in a circle while his sister's pussy beat at it from all sides, clenching furiously at the invasion. Adam pulled it free, still wet with her juices and pushed it into his surprised sisters mouth. He had a feeling she'd never had the pleasure and he wanted to share. He reached drove his finger deep again, listening to her groan, then sucked her nectar off, she was fresh, clean and sweet. Cindi watched her brother with wide eyes. Her sense of control rapidly slipping away, he silenced her with one more kiss and drove two fingers deep, only to be rewarded with a girlish squeal. Then a third, stretching her young pussy to the limit. She was ready to mate.

Adam gently pushed his sister onto all fours. She looked back; Fear and lust warring on her face as he lined up his angry spear with her gushing core. He nudged her, watching her glistening folds ripple and stretch. This was going to be a tight fit.

“Its time, beautiful.”

She stared into her big brother eyes. Pleading. “Please, Adam.”

Whether she was going to beg him to stop or beg him to continue, was lost to the universe. Adam pressed home.

That first thrust into new pussy. There truly is nothing like it in the galaxy. Achingly tight, and sopping wet, Cindi wailed as he punched into her sacred space. She had guarded her innocence for 18 long years, and whether she admitted it or not, she had saved it for him. Her anguished wail enthralled him, he was barely an inch deep and he never wanted to leave.

“Stop,” She cried. “It won't fit. It will never fit.”

True, her pussy lips were red and swollen, stretched to bursting around Adam's rod, but there was no way off this ride until Adam left his cargo deep inside. He gave her a peck on the back of her insolent little head and pushed her face in to the mattress.

“We'll MAKE it fit.”

And with that he gripped her ample hips, savored Cind's whimpers and drove deeper, inch after crushing inch as he claimed her for his own. Her snug little passage barely giving ground, despite how wet she was. It was the oldest dance of all, something primal from before human memory. He pushed in a fraction deeper, and pulled out a millimeter only to get leverage enough to drive another inch home. Finally, he felt it, the barrier of her hymen, intact and waiting for him. His was the first cock to dive into his sister's snatch, and he damn sure was going to be the only one.

“I can't feel my legs!” Cindi cried.

Adam slapped his open palm on her ass, the crack overshadowing their breathing and it left a satisfying red hand print on her cheek.

“OWWWWWWWWwwwwww,” she whined.

“You feel them just fine.” He laughed. And in seconds, so was she. Here she was impaled on what felt like a foot of brotherly cock and neither one of them could stop giggling. The moment lingered and then their laughter faded. He dragged her upright and pressed his chest against her back, one hand lazily wrapped around her waist, the other gripped her jaw and **** her into a kiss. And with her mouth blocked, he thrust forward with all his might. Her barrier held for what seemed an impossibly long moment, before snapping and giving way to her brotherly invader. Cindi's shrill cry filled his mouth and then broke free of the kiss.

“Adaaaaaaam!” She said, tears sparkling on her cheeks as she twisted and pulled, trying escape her impalement. “It hurts.”

Adam held her firm, his hands cupping and molesting her beautiful full breasts, and teasing the sensitive nub at the head of her sex, forcing pleasure onto her young body. She twisted again, and nearly dislodged him, before he rammed himself deep again, growling in approval of his mate's struggles. She was perfect. And perfectly made for him. Amidst her yelps of pain came moans of pleasure now. His cock brushed against her G-spot with every deep thrust, and she trembled from the sensation.

"We have to stop." Cindi cried. But she wasn't trying to pull free anymore, instead one of her hands was cupping her breast even as the clutched him tightly; all the while her hips never stopped searching for that elusive spot that made her see stars. But she would not have to hunt, Adam would take her to the heavens. he pushed his sister flat against the bed, fingers digging into the softness of her hips. There were still three fat inches of cock that her tiny little clenching hole was refusing to take. The sight inflamed him. He needed every part of her.

“Just a little more, Cin.” He told her. “Bite a pillow, you're gonna take it all. Or don't. I like to hear you scream.” And with that he dragged himself out, every inch a battle, her pussy squeezing furiously, trying to keep its innocent (formerly innocent, he smiled) shape; before driving himself back in, each time straining his hips and trying to **** his cock deeper, and with every slow thrust, Cindi let out a little sob and a yelp. With every stroke her tension eased and she writhed in the pleasure he inflicted upon her. She tightened then relaxed, her unused puss was not ready to fully cum, but still awash in the sensations. Nothing had ever been so deep inside her. And he was going deeper still, pushing, straining and pumping, just one inch to go when he felt what he had been dreading, his sister's cervix firmly telling him, 'no'. Cindi Carter just wasn't a very big girl and she only had so much room inside for her brother to stuff his cock into.

Unfortunately for lil' sis, this pussy had a new owner and he was planning an expansion. This little whore was going to take all ten inches one way or the other. First though he'd have to loosen her up.

Adam had been to some of the finest whorehouses in the Rim, where women lived and died by the world's oldest and most honest profession. He knew how to please a pussy. First things first, make them miss you. He pulled out completely. It was agony for them both as he slowly withdrew, but it had to be done. And then Adam flipped his little sis on her back and dove between her legs. Normally he'd start slow, but right now he needed to make her come quick and come hard. He plunged his finger into her weeping gash and found her G-spot, planting it there, he gave a quick kiss to her netherlips, then attacked her clit. Adam's tongue beat that button like it owed him money and within seconds the bill had come due. Cindi came, arching beautifully, crying out wordlessly, hands buried in her brother's hair. She felt like she was flying.

Smiling, Adam crawled his way up her body. Making a pit stop to suckle at her sweet young tits. He'd keep them company a bit more next time, he swore to himself; smiling at the thought of fucking this little nymph on the reg. Settling between her legs, he pressed himself home and gave his sister her a kiss. A real kiss, not the closed mouth peck from a pimply faced boy. This was a man's kiss, designed to empty your head and curl your toes. A kiss that told you who you belonged to. His tongue probed into her mouth and after a moment of uncertainty, her rose to dance with him. Cupping one sweet breast in his hand, Adam pressed deeper still and watched Cindi's eyes roll back in her head. Almost there. She gritted her teeth, there was pain when a girl became a woman. But big bro was here to help her through. And then finally, mercifully, he felt his hips meet her own. His cockhead mashed almost painfully against her cervix. Her eyes popped open and in them he saw a mix of pleasure and pain, fear and wonder. Was it over? She asked wordlessly. He shook his head, “No, sweetheart, we've only just begun.”

She squeezed her eyes closed and nodded, she knew the price for all her teasing was finally come due, and it was time to pay. Her brother's thrusts started slow, but powerful. He wasn't just using this pussy, he was conquering it. Ruining his sister for all lesser men. Only he would be able to satisfy her now. It was on an outstroke that she first came on her brother's cock. She'd been wire tight and tense since he entered her, the orgasm snuck up on them both and hit like a bomb. Her eyes met his and one hand clutched the back of Adam's hair, nearly pulling it out, when she dragged him in for a kiss as she rode out the crest wordlessly.

She was his now and forever. And still Adam rode her. Thrusting without fail. Cindi seemed confused at first, then a little embarrassed, as if fucking was this shameful thing to be done quick and hidden after. No, Adam was building a nympho and she would play her part beautifully. Cindi proved a quick study. Her hands clung to her brother's strong arms, or cut furrows down his back with her arms, her screams cheered him on as they did their ancient dance without need for words. She tightened again and her vagina finally went slack. She was relaxed enough for him to use her now. Adam gently touched her face.

“Hold on Cindi, we're almost there. Just hold on.”

She was a frothy mess down there, blood and wetness, and girl-cum oozing all over their crotches. Adam pounded her like an angry horse, showing no mercy. He could hear Cindi screaming in the distance. His cock twitching in imminent release. Her sheets were ruined, the room reeked of them, and he was so fucking close. He felt himself swell, little sister's poor, abused pussy **** even wider. Through the pleasure and pain and exhaustion, she cried out.

“Don't come inside me, brother!”

And with that, Adam's hips slammed forward and his blunt head nuzzled his sister's cervix, kissing it, before a thick heavy load began to coat her insides. Adam heard his own roar and his sisters cries, caught up as a final, delicious orgasm set off by the flood of warm big brother cum pouring into her womb.

BiteherbiteherbiteherbiteherbiteherbiteherbiteherBITEHERNOW!

The urge hit him like a hammer, and little Cindi's plump tit looked just ripe enough to take a bite out of. Adam fought down the feeling with every cell in his body. He had done enough, he wasn't going to turn her in to one of those... things. Instead he rode out the remains of his orgasm, lightly stroking his baby sister's sweaty body, letter her milk out that last few ounces of semen. He pulled out reluctantly, watching with fascination as his hot cum- tinted pink from little sister's lost virginity -streamed out after it.

Adam was a good brother, he pulled the blanket over Cindi's shivering body and leaned over her **** form, swept her hair back behind one ear and kissed her brow. She had long since passed out. “Happy Birthday, sis. You'll get my present in about nine months. I hope she has your eyes.”