Chapter 4 in the Cursed series by Jesse Christian
CURSED #4 By Jesse Christian
After the boys dropped me home, I raced upstairs to shower off immediately. To be honest, I was hoping nobody would be home - especially not my older brother, Cliff.
Cliff and I didn't really get along. Guess you could say he was the black sheep of the family. While I had always focussed on my studies and being involved in high school activities, Cliff didn't seem particularly invested in anything. He'd fallen in with the wrong crowd in high school, got busted for drugs a couple of times and now that was 19, didn't have much of a future. He didn't bother with college, worked a couple of service jobs he hated, put most of the money into covering himself in tattoos and spent most of his afternoons either working out in the home gym Dad had built in the garage or getting high in the basement with his loser friends. We didn't have much in common and barely spoke, keeping to ourselves.
Luckily, he didn't seem to be home so I jumped in the shower, letting the hot water wash all the filth off me. I gently fingered the pussy between my legs - it sure wasn't going anywhere. I felt the gooey remnants of my best friends' fuckfest trickle out of me as I cleaned up my hole as best as I could. As I fingered myself, my thoughts strayed back to Tyler. The other guys just fucked me like a whore - a piece of meat to use to get their rocks off. But Tyler... I had to admit. I was enjoying his lingering looks, the gentle touches, the way he always wanted to check in on me and how I was doing. Is this how it felt to be someone's girlfriend?
I dried myself off and wandered back to my bedroom, making sure my lower half was discreetly covered under my towel even though I was confident I had the house to myself.
Once inside my room, I closed the door and finally took advantage of the full length mirror to examine my body. It was surreal seeing how I looked properly for the first time.
I still had my lean athletic build, tight pecs, ripped biceps, a 6 pack tapering down to a V shape at my waist and good strong glutes. But there was no denying my penis was long gone. A tight pink slit had replaced it. What was I? Was I still a guy? Did I have a womb in there? Ovaries? Was I going to start having periods??
I felt my labia and how it smoothed out my pelvis, dipping down between my legs. I gently let one finger dip between those lips to gently scrape across my clitoris. I shuddered with delight. It was so sensitive. I knew now that was part of the curse - its hypersensitivity was turning me into a cock-hungry slut and my pheromones were driving any guy nearby me crazy, desperate to plunge inside my crevice.
It made them see me differently. No longer one of the lads. No longer their friend. Cody saw me as a cheap slut. Tyler saw me as somebody he needed to protect. And the others? They just wanted more!
I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't hear the footsteps outside my door until it was too late. My bedroom door flew open as Cliff barged inside.
"Yo Jacks, I need to borrow..." He stopped dead in his tracks, mouth agape.
"Get the fuck out, shithead!" I shouted as I grabbed for a towel, trying to cover up my private parts.
I quickly covered myself up but the damage was done.
Cliff looked at me in disgust. "Bro, what the fuck is going on?"
"Nothing! Get out of my room!"
But Cliff just stood there. "Get the fuck out," I repeated as I shoved him towards the door but he just reached down and whipped the towel away, exposing my vagina.
"Is that a pussy?" he gasped as he stared at my body, bewildered.
I sighed. "It's a long story. It's some fucked up joke. I'm gonna fix it."
Cliff's bewilderment gave way to amusement. He chuckled as he stared at it, still not sure if his eyes were deceiving him.
"Is it, like, the real thing? Does it work?"
`What the fuck, Cliff? What do you mean - does it work?? It's a fucking cunt!"
"Does it taste like the real thing?"
My temperature dropped when I saw Cliff's mood shift. He had gone from being amused and confused by it to having that look my friends did - that look when they're not my friends anymore, they're horny beasts desperate to get off.
"No. No. Don't. Get out," I pleaded as I backed away.
But he pounced. It was like when we were younger and used to wrestle but this time the stakes were higher. Way higher. Cliff wasn't built like me, but he was lean and wiry and not afraid to fight dirty. He had a mean streak that gave him a strange animal strength.
He shouldered me, knocking me flat on my back on my bed. I struggled to get up but he quickly grabbed my thighs and pushed them back, so my knees were knocking against my ears.
And then he dove head first between my legs, licking the full length of my now stretch open pussy.
I groaned in surprise. The violence and fear suddenly giving way to sweet relief.
He grinned as he looked up at me, "tastes like the real thing too."
And he dove back down, his expert tongue scribbling out the alphabet on my swelling cunt as he buried his face in my wet, pink cavern.
I didn't know much about my brother's dating history. He never seemed to have a steady girlfriend but I'd heard rumours that he loved to fuck around. Clearly any girl he fucked wasn't being left disappointed either. The guy knew how to eat pussy! I trembled as his tongue swirled up and down my slit and he gently sucked on my clitoris, the tiniest remnant of the penis I used to have.
I knew there was no point trying to fight him off so I just lay back and let him pleasure me. He seemed to be enjoying it just as much, sucking up any fluids my slit released. His unshaven stubble made me tingle as it scratched my thighs and cunt lips as he pushed his tongue deeper and deeper inside me.
"Cliff! You better....ssst.... I'm gonna...." I felt myself on the verge of orgasm.
He suddenly pulled his face back, flushed and wet. "Not yet, bro. Not til I see how good you feel."
His parts were already undone. He had been jacking his cock while he ate me out and before I could stop him, he plunged the full length of his meat inside me.
We both groaned at the sudden deep impact. "Fuck bro," he exclaimed. "Never knew you had such a tight pussy."
Neither did I, I thought as he started pounding into me. He fucked me harder than any of the others. Like he hated me. Like he was taking out years of aggression on me. To be honest, I'd always figured he'd end up in prison. He was rough and didn't give a fuck about anyone. I was sure he was getting up to serious trouble that the rest of the family didn't know about. And now my rough-as-guts brother was showing me his mean streak, practically raping me on my own bed.
He stared at me coldly, enjoying the mix of pain and pleasure on my face as I wasn't used to getting fucked this hard.
"I'm gonna fuck you all the time, bro," he whispered. "You're gonna have my cum dripping out of you every time you take a step."
I shivered, kind of knowing it was true and kind of wanting it to be true too.
His balls were slapping against me and I knew it wouldn't be long before they were unloading inside me.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS????"
Cliff and I both gasped as we turned and saw our father standing in the doorway.
Cliff immediately pulled his throbbing cock out of me and jumped up. "Dad, it's not what you think."
Dad silenced him with a look and then turned his eyes to me. His face turned red when he saw his golden boy, the apple of his eye, now with his legs spread open and a dripping, freshly fucked cunt between them.
"What the fuck is this?" he repeated, this time in a low whisper.
"It's a curse," I whimpered.
"It feels fuckin' awesome," chimed in Cliff, not helping the situation.
Dad slowly walked towards me. I watched him helplessly, knowing there was nothing I can do. Dad had been a stud in his day too. He was around 44 now and kept fit in his labourer job, still holding onto most of his muscle tone underneath a layer of light fur (I had noticed on our beach trips). Working in the sun all day had kept him tanned, helped by the Italian blood in our family lineage.
"Touch it, dad. It's real." Cliff called from the sidelines as Dad stood between my open legs.
I tried to shake my head, feeling like a nervous kid who was about to be punished.
"It's just a trick, Dad. We can't..."
But I could see Dad's cock straining against his pants. I hadn't seen my father's penis since I was a little kid. I remember it looking massive then but figuring all dicks looked massive when you were just a boy. But as the head slowly peeked out from above the top of his waist band, I knew time had nothing to do with it. Dad was clearly hung.
He rubbed his hand across his meat, absent-mindedly, his eyes still fixed on my vagina as if working out what to do with it.
"We can't, Dad. What about mom?"
He reached out to scoop up a drop of vaginal fluid that was leaking out of me. He examined it on his finger for a moment before licking his finger clean.
Time seemed to stop as we stared at each other, looking deeply into each others eyes. I didn't even see him undo his pants but before I knew it - his massive, girthy cock was sticking out in front of him at full mast. It had to be close to ten inches and as thick as a beer can.
Now I was really scared. That thing could not go inside me. I could not get fucked by my own Dad. It was too wrong. It was too taboo.
We both looked down where the head of his cock was resting against my vagina lips, but not inside me. We both just waited, daring each other to move. Both wanting to but also knowing we couldn't. This was one bridge too far.
"Don't put it in there, Dad..." but my words gave way to a long sigh as the first inch pushed inside me. And then our hips moved in unison, drawn to each other like magnets as my cunt swallowed him up and he pushed himself into me.
"Ohhh daddy," I moaned as my father started to fuck me.
I couldn't believe how FULL I felt. I'm truly stuffed. His monster schlong had stretched me open - there was no way I could take anything bigger than this inside my body. It was like a fucking baseball bat or a battering ram being slowly shoved into me.
Dad sighed as he fucked me in deep but gentle, loving thrusts. His face relaxed and he seemed to de-age before me. I realised he probably hadn't fucked Mom in a long time. He needed this. A pussy to fulfil his needs. A hole to take out all his manly urges on.
And part of me was thrilled to be that for my daddy. To please him. To let him get off. I wanted to make my Dad feel good. He deserved it. He had raised me. Taught me how to ride a bike. Played catch. Given me a lifetime of memories. And now our bodies were locked together as he prepared to inseminate me with the same seed that had made me.
I clamped my pussy down on him, milking his cock, determined to give him the best orgasm of his life as he humped me. I held onto his meaty butt, pulling him in tighter and closer as he invaded me.
Dad groaned in appreciation as his thrusts started to speed up. I could see Cody in the corner of my eye, jacking his cock, loving the live sex show between father and son happening right in front of him. His eyes aglow with excitement. He moved closer to the action. His dick only inches from my face - but there was no way I was gonna suck my fuckwad brother's dick.
I hear the soft splatter of my brother's spooge on my mattress and bed sheets as my brother nuts, too turned on by the show to hold back.
Dad's not far behind, his body beginning to quiver and convulse from the impending orgasm.
The thrill of knowing my big father's healthy masculine seed was about to inseminate me was too much for me. My body rippled and I cried out in orgasm, thrashing against my furry father's body as I held onto him, like I used to cling to him when he carried me as a small boy.
Finally Dad lets loose and seeds his favourite son, shooting pulse after pulse of warm man milk deep into my womb. He grunts loudly in my ear, groaning with satisfaction and pleasure.
Slowly Dad pulls his still dripping meat out of my well fucked pussy. I immediately felt empty, missing it. Wanting it back inside me. The three of us stared at each other, not sure what we had done. Had we crossed a line??
But then suddenly - "Boys! I'm home!"
Mom was at the front door. All three of us lunged for our clothes, quickly covering ourselves up so Mom would have no idea at the animal betrayal that had just occurred between all the people she cared about.
To Be Continued...
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