Chapter 1
Pretty Debbie Phillips cockteased her brother one too many times. Jeff was just a kid, but he was stronger than Debbie. As they grew up together, she often resented this fact. When she angered him, he easily floored her and hurt her and she would have to go crying to her mother. Now that she was a teenager and sexy, that male strength made Jeff dangerous-as Debbie discovered the day she went too far with her cockteasing.
Debbie liked to cocktease boys and even men on the street. It made her feel beautiful and powerful when males lusted for her body. Her bedroom mirror told her every day that her body was luscious and attractive. Since her brother was just another boy, Debbie didn't quit cockteasing just because she was home. In fact, Jeff became her ideal target. After all, he was her brother, so he couldn't do anything. So she thought.
It was with that unkind thought in her head that Debbie stood in her room undressing with the door ajar. Her parents were out for the evening and she knew that her brother could see into her bedroom. She also knew that he would look.
Debbie became accustomed to her brother peeking in at her as she dressed or undressed. She counted on it in her own selfish way. Like most cockteasers, she never wanted to fuck the boys or men she tantalized. She just wanted to know that she was sexy, pretty and desirable. So she often undressed in her room and thought: I wonder what the paperboy would do if he could see me now or I wonder what Mr. Williams would do if he saw my pussy like this?
So she liked the idea that her kid brother was in the living room peeking at her as she stripped her curvy body. Jeff was a boy who could appreciate her beauty, but do nothing about it. And Debbie could feel pretty in her room, safe and sound.
It startled her when she heard the floor creak. She was in her bare feet and had just slipped her dress off. In nothing but her teeny weeny bra and bikini panties, she looked into the mirror and saw her brother behind her.
"Jeff!" she gasped, whirling around. Her hands automatically covered her half-naked tits and she swallowed hard, seeing the look of raw lust on his face. "Get out of here!"
"You knew I was watching," he rasped thickly.
"I did not!" Debbie screeched, guilty as hell. "Just get out of my room, or I'll tell mom and dad!"
Jeff turned and Debbie started to breathe easier, thinking he was leaving. But he didn't leave. He gave the door a shove and it closed with a click that sent a shiver up and down her spine.
When he turned his hot eyes on her again and stared boldly at the crotch of her little panties, she rasped: "If you leave now I won't say anything."
"I'm not leaving," he said in a strange voice she'd never heard before. "You've been cockteasing me for over a year now, Debbie. I'm tired of it. I can't take any more. I know you're a cockteaser. The guys tell me. But they don't know the hell you put me through right here at home."
Debbie couldn't believe her ears. She knew Jeff was telling the truth. That bothered her. Flushing with embarrassment, she staggered back away from him and said: "Don't talk like that. You're cursing."
"I don't give a shit," Jeff said. His gaze roamed upward past her slim waist to the luscious tits she was protecting. He stepped toward her. "You're so fucking sexy."
"Jeff! Get away from me!" she cried.
He stepped forward. She stepped backward. He approached. She retreated. The backs of her naked legs touched the edge of her bed. Jeff moved up to her, breathing rapidly. He raised his hands to her soft, smooth shoulders and gave her a push. She fell back on her bed and gasped.
"Jeff! Wh-what are you doing? Stop!" she shrieked.
Jeff panted hotly as he yanked her wrists together above her head. She squirmed and twisted her head to see what he was doing. He was tying her hands to the head of the bed with her own hair ribbon. When he had her wrists securely tied, he knelt back on the bed and stared at her helpless, curvy body.
"Oh, my God, Jeff!" Debbie panted. "You can't do this to me! Untie me right now! What are you up to? What's the matter with you? You look funny. Jeff, Jeff, please, untie me. What are you going to do?"
Jeff bared his teeth like an animal. "I'm gonna fuck you," he said grimly.
Debbie choked. Her blue eyes widened and she stared in disbelief at the boy-turned monster. Finding her tongue, she gasped: "No Jeff! You can't! I'm your sister!"
"I don't care!" he screamed at her, tears stinging his eyes. "Look what you do to me!"
He thrust his hips forward and Debbie looked down at the monstrous cock-bulge in his pants. Her pretty mouth fell open as she gazed at the huge bump. "That can't be you!" she gasped. "You have something in your pocket. That just can't be your...."
Before she could utter another word, Jeff opened his pants and shoved them down to his knees. His prick, stiff and wet, throbbed menacingly before Debbie's startled eyes.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped. She never dreamed that such a young boy-her own brother-could have a cock that size. Jeff was prematurely developed. Even he didn't realize that he had a very special prick.
And he was also unaware that the sight of his thick, bobbing prick had taken Debbie's breath away. All he knew was that he was fed up with her constant cockteasing, that no matter what happened afterward, he was going to fuck the hell out of her cunt.
He ached to see her pussy. Though he had seen her naked several times, she had always withheld the sexiest part of her from him. He had seen her pussy-hair many times, usually just before she turned away and slipped into bed or something like that. Now, he needed to see her cunt. His mouth watered just thinking about how her pussy looked naked and open to his eyes.
Half-crazed with lust for his helpless sister, he clawed at her little panties. Breathing hoarsely, he pulled and tugged at the wisp of black silk. She gasped and pressed her ass into the mattress in hopes of preventing him from lowering her panties.
"Jeff!" she squealed. "Stop! Stop! Please-don't look there!"
"I gotta see your cunt," Jeff panted, tearing at her panties.
"Ohhh, Jeff, noooo. Please, don't do this! You can't fuck your own sister! It's-it's-it's not right! Stop, stop, please! Jeff, listen to me!"
Her voice got so shrill that Jeff paused in his labor and gazed up at her pained face. She panted for breath. "I'm-I'm sorry. I know I cockteased you a lot. I thought it was all right. I thought you were enjoying seeing me like that. I didn't know it was driving you crazy. Please, listen to me, Jeff. Let go of me. Untie me. I'll-I'll-"
Jeff saw her gaze travel back down to his rigid, soaked fuck-pole. He saw her little pink tongue lash nervously at her sensual lips. "You'll what?" he asked tensely and his prick jerked.
Debbie was fighting for her pussy now. "I'll jerk you off." When she saw his eyes light up, she quickly added breathlessly: "Untie my hands so I can. I will, Jeff, I swear. It's all my fault. I see that now. Please, Jeff, untie my hands. I can't get my wrists free! Please, Jeff. Let me jerk you off. I'll do it nice for you. I know what a boy likes."
Debbie oversold herself. Jeff peered at her suspiciously. He recalled the times he had had her in a tight spot, the times she had promised to do things for him, only to go back on her word after he let her go.
His eyes narrowed and he said: "You'd like that, wouldn't you? I let you go and you scratch the hell out of me, then tell mom and dad what I did. You won't jerk me off. You'll run away."
"I won't!" Debbie cried. "I swear!" Then she gave her true intentions away by cursing him. "You brat! When I get out of here I'll brain you! Untie me right now!"
"That's more like it," Jeff chuckled. "I know you weren't sincere."
Debbie cursed herself then. She blew it and she knew it. Taking another stab at feminine wiles, however, she gazed longingly at his prick and whispered: "If you promise never to tell anybody, I really will jerk your cock. I didn't know you had such a big one. Do the girls in your class know you're hung like that?"
Flattery got her nowhere. Jeff didn't know that she was genuinely impressed by the length and thickness of his throbbing, wet prick. He thought she was putting him on, trying to turn his head and get him to let her go. He was used to her trickery.
The only thing her flattering words did was get him hornier for her. His eyes gleamed over her curves. "Jeez, Debbie, you don't only look sexy, you talk sexy. Talk some more about my prick."
Debbie's game was shattered by her sudden surge of sisterly anger. "You bastard!" she screamed, pulling at her bonds. "Let me out of here!"
Jeff watched her tits rise and thrust as she writhed and twisted before him and his eyes grew hot on them. "Your tits are real nice," he murmured hotly.
"Jeff," Debbie whined, "don't look at me like that."
But her brother was mesmerized by her tits now. He watched them a second longer, then his hands flew to them and before she knew what happened, he pulled the little triangles of her small bra down below her jutting tits. Her pink nipples were spiking.
"God, they're neat," Jeff rasped hotly and his hands covered her firm, thrusting tits. He kneaded them a few times. "They're so firm!"
"Jeff, stop that," Debbie said weakly.
But Jeff was hypnotized. "They're perfect," he said hotly.
"They are not."
"Yes, they are. They don't sag like other girls'."
"That's because my hands are above my head, silly. They sag a little, just like any girl's. Now stop doing that."
"I can't," Jeff said thickly. His eyes were glued to his sister's luscious tits and he watched his own hands feel them and squeeze them and tease them.
"Jeff ... please...."
He looked up into her face when he heard her voice sounding funny. A grin crossed his features and a look of recognition brightened his eyes. "This feels good, doesn't it?"
"It does not!" Debbie shrieked, trying to twist her tits away from his tantalizing hands. "That's dirty! You're my brother! Stop! Jeff, stop that!"
"You do like it," Jeff said, convinced. "See? Your nipples are stiff. Jeannie told me she's hot when her nipples get stiff. Are you hot?"
"Of course not!" Debbie cried. "How can you ask your own sister a question like that?"
"Easy," Jeff laughed. "If you like to cocktease me, maybe you'd like to fuck me, too. Maybe you've been cockteasing me all this time so I'd get horny for you and rape you."
"Oh, my God, Jeff!" Debbie gasped. "Please don't talk like that! Are you crazy? A girl doesn't try to get her own brother horny!"
"But you did," Jeff pointed out as he stroked her smooth, firm tits.
"I-I-well, yes, I know-but I didn't mean to! I just-I just wanted to tease a little."
"Why?"
Debbie blushed. She looked away from his probing eyes. And for a moment, at least, she seemed to surrender to his gentle, hot hands. Her tits tightened against his touch.
"Why?" Jeff asked again, curious now. "If you didn't cocktease me to make me fuck you, why did you?"
Debbie knew she had to tell him or else he would go on believing she was horny for his prick. She swallowed self-consciously and told him her deepest secret. "Because cockteasing makes me feel beautiful," she whispered. Her face reddened and she felt humiliated.
"Well, shit," Jeff said. "That doesn't make any sense. Girls don't cocktease to feel beautiful. They cocktease to get a boy to fuck them. Who you trying to kid?"
"No, Jeff, I mean it!" Debbie cried.
"Then you're sillier than I thought you were," Jeff chuckled. "I'll show you what cockteasing does to a guy."
"Jeff! No! Please!"
But Jeff was now in full control of the situation. Whether Debbie admitted it or not, he knew that she was upset, that his playful hands on her firm, jutting tits had aroused them. He was sure of one thing: Debbie looked erotic tied to her bed this way and he wasn't about to set her free. She was his own personal sex slave now.
"Cockteasing leads to cunt-teasing," he said. "How would you like me to cunt-tease you?"
"Wh-what do you mean? I never heard of such a thing!"
"No? I read it in one of dad's magazines. A guy can cunt-tease a girl. See how your eyes light up when I wag my prick at you? That's teasing, you know. And what if I lick your tits for you? What if I suck your nipples? Won't you get horny like Jeannie? Won't your cunt get all juicy and hot?"
"Jeff! For God's sake! You can't do those things to your own sister! Please, Jeff, stop talking like that. Don't even think things like that! Please, Jeff, I'm sorry I cockteased you. I'll never do it again. I promise!"
"It's too late now," her brother said evenly, tweaking her cute nipples. "If you think I'm gonna untie you now, you're crazy."
The tweaking of her nipples took Debbie's mind off of the argument. She peered down at her naughty tits and shuddered to see them responding to her brother's sexy touches and feels. Sharp tingles of pleasure shot through them and she was frightened because his hands on her tits felt better than her own.
Still, she tried to get out of this embarrassing and degrading situation. "Please, Jeff," she begged with more sincerity than ever. "Untie me and I swear I'll jerk your prick. Please believe me. You can't go on like this. It isn't right. If you'll just untie me, I'll play with your cock real nice and make you come like crazy. Okay?"
Jeff grinned at her and his eyes gleamed with lust. "I'll bet you could, too," he snickered. "Are you good at jerking pricks?"
Debbie felt like spitting in his face. But her honor was at stake. And her sense of decency. So she did nothing of the sort. Maybe after I'm loose, she thought shrewdly. Instead, she purred sexily, "Yes. I like to jerk a boy's big stiff cock, especially when it's a big one like yours. Let me play with it, Jeff. I'll bet you've got nice balls, too. Let me pump your cock up and down and make you shoot that stuff."
Jeff was beside himself with delight. His sister was actually talking dirty with him and suggesting the most outrageous things! He was tempted to untie her hands just to feel one of her soft fists riding rapidly up and down his cock-shaft. But he couldn't trust her.
He smiled at her. "I'm not untying your hands, so stop asking. Maybe after."
"After!" Debbie gasped, tensing up. "After what?"
"After I tease you a little," he chuckled. Before Debbie could reply, he dipped his head down and stuck his tongue out. His hand cupped a firm, pointed tit and he licked the tip of his tongue round and round her pink nipple.
"Don't! Don't!" Debbie shrieked as his wicked tongue tantalized her quivering nipple. Her tits began to tremble and her body twisted in an effort to get away from his teasing mouth.
Jeff breathed hotly through his nose as his mouth grew wild on her tits. A second later, his head was moving from tit to tit and his tongue lapped and licked viciously over her firm mounds of tit-flesh.
Debbie gasped and shrieked at him, but she had no way of stopping his onslaught. His attack on her luscious tits went on and on and against her will, her tits responded. She soon didn't know whether she was twisting away from his mouth or into it!
"Jeff, Jeff, nooooo," she whimpered as her tits strained upward against his wet lips.
Jeff ceased to hear his sister's outcries, her tits were so wonderful. Lifted to heights of erotic pleasure by her swelling, jutting tit meat, he parted his lips and captured one of her spiking pink nipples in his mouth. Panting hornily, he sucked on it feverishly and lashed it with his tongue at the same time. Debbie couldn't stand it.
"Jeff!" she screamed, writhing in an agony of unwanted pleasure. "Don't! Oh, my God, don't do that to my tits! Jeff, Jeff, stop! Ohhhh, don't suck them!"
Jeff gasped and lifted his face an inch from" her thrusting tits. "I want to bite them!" he rasped hotly.
Debbie heard his remark and the powerful lust behind it. "Don't bite me!" she shrieked.
Jeff was madly in love with her delightful tits now. At last, he could see them all he wanted to. At last he could feel them and play with them and lick and suck them. He was in his glory. His hot mouth attacked her other nipple and he munched and sucked on it turning her into a whimpering mass of female flesh.
Jeff's ears burned from his sister's mewling noises and passionate little moans as he ravished her luscious tits. They were so firm against his soft lips, so full and tasty. So round. So pretty. So sexy.
He snuggled into her tits and his prick throbbed more wildly. As he lowered himself to her luscious tits, his wet cock-head touched her hip. She caught her breath when she felt his cock brush against her hot flesh. Jeff felt it, too and rubbed against her hornily as he licked and sucked her tits.
"I gotta fuck you, Debbie!" he panted, licking his tongue up and down her jutting tit. "I gotta fuck you!"
"No, Jeff!" Debbie screamed, wrenching her hands at the bonds that tied them. "Please! Stop and think! I'm your sister! You can't fuck your own sister! Ohhh, please, stop sucking my tits! You're driving me crazy! Un tie me! I'll whack your prick!"
Jeff's lust subsided long enough for him to raise up and gaze hotly into his pretty sister's face. "I can't untie you," he rasped hotly. "You're so beautiful like this. You're all mine. I can't untie you."
"But I'll jerk your prick for you!"
"You'll have to think of something else."
Debbie's mouth fell open. She stared at her red-faced brother and gasped. "Jeff," she choked, "you-you're trying to make me suck you off!"