Dealing With Her Brothers Bully
As her car pulled into her parents' driveway, she felt a small smile spread across her face as she spotted the back of Johnny's head through the kitchen window, his head bent forward, even from where she was sitting it was obvious he was hard at work.
Even though they had similar personalities growing up, Alyssa took after her mother with her shoulder-length blonde hair, blue eyes, a small button nose.
Johnny looked like their father, brown mousy hair that always looks messy, brown eyes emphasised by large thick black-rimmed glasses and a large nose.
Using her key to unlock the front door and calling out for her brother and parents, Johnny came around the corner and pulled her into a tight hug and using his nickname for her, despite her frustration with it growing up, Johnny persisted with it. Now it made her smile. "Hey Aly, Mom and Dad won't be home for a while, they got held up at the office...you know how it is."
That news was nothing new to Alyssa, her parents always seemed to be busy, they loved her and her brother but their jobs at the local law firm kept them in the office for most of the weekdays.
"Hey Johnny, how is......what happened to your face?" Whatever Alyssa was about to say was cut off when she saw her brother's face, a small cut on his bottom lip that had a slight swelling to it. A bruise just beneath his right eye. Johnny wasn't known for fighting so his appearance was definitely out of the ordinary.
"Oh, this, just some of the guys messing, it's nothing Aly" Johnny tried playing it off but he never was very good of a liar growing up.
"Johnny, you look like shit and you can either tell me or I can call mom and we will let her decide if it's nothing," Aly files her arms across her chest and pouts, eerily similar to their mother when they were growing up.
"Ok his name is Michael, he hit me when I told on him for cheating on a maths test. Just drop it ok?" Johnny mumbled before turning and walking away. Alyssa went to follow him but he slammed his bedroom door in her face and refused to speak to her.
Alyssa went towards the kitchen and heard a notification beep on a phone in the corner of the room. it was Johnny's phone, she could read the start of the message through the notification from Michael but couldn't unlock the phone to read the rest, it mentioned something about after practice. It must mean football practice, her old high school loved football and always seemed to get scholarships for their star students.
She decided to speak to Michael herself and try sorting out what had happened with her brother.
It took her forty-five minutes to reach the school and she got there just in time to catch the end of practice, she sat on the hood of her car and watched the final play, She never was interested in football so she wasn't that interested, but it involved one player throwing the ball to another on the far side of the field followed by a shout of encouragement from the coach "Good catch Michael."
The player who had just caught the ball turned and bowed before pulling off his helmet and jogging back towards the coach, Alyssa could see his smug grin from where she was and instantly disliked him, with his black hair cut short on the sides and the top pulled into spikes, the way his dark brown skin glistened with sweat beneath the spotlights.
The coach called the end of practice and Alyssa waited for Michael to finish up, she saw him walking towards a car on the far end of the car park so she hurried over while calling out "hey Michael wait up,"
Unfortunately, he didn't hear her and he left so she had to follow him to his car and managed to catch his attention as he was getting changed out of his shorts and jersey.
Rounding the corner, Alyssa confronts Michael as he sits on the edge of his car trunk, kicking his shorts onto his bag, Alyssa finally gets a look at him up close and is surprised by how athletic his body is, every muscle on his dark frame seems to form perfectly leading to the next, his large shoulders drawing her eyes to his large biceps and forearms, his pecs leading to his stomach, a visible six-pack showing off what is hard work in the gym.
Then her eyes are drawn to his light grey boxers, the form-fitting material doing little to hide the outing of his cock, Alyssa could see the large shaft pressing down towards his left thigh, thankfully his boxers hid his cock from view.
It takes Michael a second to acknowledge the blonde girl in front of him but he can't help but chuckle, his deep voice teasing her "You know, you can take a look if you want..."
"A look?" Alyssa mumbles before realising she is staring and forces herself to look up and maintain eye contact with him.
"I'm here to speak to you about Johnny, you need to leave him alone." her tone doesn't sound very demanding despite her best effort.
Michael laughs lightly, the smirk that spreads across his lips shows how funny he finds the situation "Johnny? Yeah, I don't know what that has to do with you but I think you need to mind your business,"
"He is my brother and you leave him alone or I tell your year head about what you did to him, I'm sure the school would love to know what their star player gets up to" Alyssa smirks folding her arms across her chest but her gaze keeps glancing at Michaels chest and stomach before resting on his boxers.
Michael notices the gaze lingering and feels his shaft hardening in response to her attention "his sister? Huh, he never told me he had a hot sister before.....what do you think happens when you tell on me huh?"
"They will force you to leave him alone,"
"No....I will get in trouble but your brother won't enjoy what comes next, but we can have a deal ok?" He quickly cuts Alyssa off as he stands up and walks closer, his large frame dwarfing hers.
Her heart is pounding against her chest, she can see how he is eying her up, like a predator sizing up his next meal, her voice catching in her throat as she feels his large hand cupping her cheek, his thumb brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear "you are gonna do as I say." he whispers huskily, his bulge pressing against her stomach.
His free hand taking hers and resting it on his bulge, her hand is held in place, not like she tried very hard to pull away, she can feel his girth against the palm of her hand, her fingertips cupping his large sack through his boxers.
The hand on her face gently slides lower and pushes down on her shoulder guiding her to her knees "don't be shy now, pull down my boxers" he orders, his tone leaving no room for discussion, "suck my cock or Johnny gets the beating of his life."
Kneeling before him and gently pulling down his boxers, his large black cock taps against her cheek before he uses his right hand to guide the purple tip towards her lips.
Rolling his eyes before grabbing a handful of her blonde hair in his left hand and holding her in place, his warm tip pressing insistently against her lips. The smell of sweat and stale air fill her nostrils, as she reluctantly opens her lips allowing his shaft to slip inside, she feels the girth of his shaft forcing her jaw open.
"Come on, you can do better" Michael grunts, his shaft throbbing in her mouth, his grip tightening on the back of her head, forcing more of his shaft inside her mouth, she grumbles in protest....sending a small vibration through his shaft, her saliva dribbling down his dark black shaft.
Her soft petite pale right-hand wraps around the base of his shaft and softly strokes the base of his shaft "If he cums soon, this will be over" runs through her head.
Did she want this to be over? He was a cocky, arrogant, asshole who made her brother's life worse just by being in it...and yet she started to bob her head along his shaft of her own accord. This caught him by surprise, her bobbing head was out of sync with his thrusts so he ended up forcing his tip deep into her throat causing her to gag loudly, her bright baby blue eyes starting to water as they locked onto his.
He releases his grip on her hair...she should pull her mouth away....get as far away as she can....forget everything that has happened....it wasn't too late for her to go to the principal about what was happening, But she didn't do any of this, instead, she wrapped both her hands around the base of his thick black shaft and swirled her tongue around his tip. His salty precum coating her tongue and the inside of her mouth.
"That's it....suck my cock" Michael groans running his hand through his hair, his biceps and shoulder muscles flexing.
She feels his shaft throbbing in her mouth, another small sample of his taste leaks from his tip...her tongue eagerly lapping at the head of his shaft...his breathing heavy, she can see his stomach tightening, his chest heaving as he blows out air heavily.
"He's gonna cum" Aly tells herself almost excitedly, she can't wait to taste him, feel his cock swell in her mouth, closing her eyes and savouring the feeling of power she has.
Then he pulls his shaft out of her mouth, the purple tip swells visibly, the cock throbbing in her hands, if she didn't know any better, it looked angry. Her saliva glistening on his shaft
"Shit girl....not so fast" He pants heavily, brushing a stray strand of hair away from her face and helping her to her feet. His right hand cupping her chin and guiding her lips to his.
His tongue slipping between her lips and massaging hers, his right hand trailing down her neck...chest before gently cupping her left breast through her cardigan, his left hand resting against her lower back, pulling her tight before sliding down to squeeze her right asscheek.
He breaks the kiss allowing her to catch her breath, his hands on her hips turning her and roughly pulling her against him. One-hand slides higher and grips her throat, the other roughly unbuttons her jeans and forces his hand beneath her panties.
He can feel her warmth, her wet arousal as his middle finger runs down along her entrance, her legs going weak as despite herself she groans and starts pushing back against him, his hard cock resting against her asscheeks.
His teeth roughly biting along her neck, his deep voice in her ear "did you get wet sucking my cock?"
He is met with a defiant silence, a low chuckle starts in his throat as his tongue licks along the side of her neck...his hand realising her neck and slides down her body to cup her breasts "you don't have to answer slut" he emphasises the last word by biting her ear.
The finger at her mound slips inside, her breathing fast and rapid as he starts fucking her with his middle finger. She felt shame for doing this....wrapped around his long fingers...being used as his...her brother's bully only adds to her arousal.
She needed more of him, her hips working in tandem with his finger....gently thrusting and grinding, her low voice begs "please,"
"Please what?"
"Please fuck me,"
"And if I say no" Michael laughs, teasing her.
"Please fuck me with your black cock..." the silence is deafening, it probably only lasted a second but it felt like hours to Aly.
"Your wish is my command" he teases, guiding her...positioning her to be bent over, her palms resting against the trunk of his car. Both his hands pulling her jeans and panties down to her ankles. He can see her labia from here, pink, wet and oh so delicate...but he would have to wait to taste her....for now, he grabs his shaft and lines up his tip with her entrance, the tip parting her causing them both to moan softly.
As he pushes forward, he feels her pushing back...his hands grabbing her hips for support, his eyes focused on her pale asscheeks working their way towards his hips.
Aly's breathing is heavy, she can feel a warmth spreading through her body, a smile spreads across her face, she can feel his cock throbbing inside her.
He pushes the last few inches inside her and leans forward, kissing the back of her neck, giving himself a second before starting long deep strokes inside her, he pulls all the way out till his bulbous tip rests just inside her and pushing his full length back inside her...her warm wet walls hugging cock right, coating it in her juice.
Aly feels his breathing stopping for a second against the back of her neck, the low mumble he lets out tells her he isn't going to last long, his breathing heavy, his grip on her hips tighten, his pelvis roughly slapping against her. She moans loudly, his teeth biting the back of her shoulder. She moans breathlessly when she feels his warm seed coating her walls, his shaft pulsing, his deep groans sound heavenly in her ear.
The sensation of his warm cum filling her sends her over the edge, her legs going weak, a soft breathless moan escapes her lips, she is thankful for his body holding her in place.
She grunts in frustration when he withdraws his cock, she feels empty as if a part of her is missing.
Turning around groggily, her legs still weak, she glances at his cock, his black shaft stained in a mixture of their cream. A small dribble runs out of labia and drips onto her thigh.
"We are definitely doing this again, next time I'm taking my time with you" Michael grunts pulling up boxers and slipping into his shorts "Johnny is safe for now" he smirks getting into his car, leaving Alyssa to walk to her car and contemplate what she just did.
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