Big Brother's Sexy Best Mate (2 page)

A side door opened and Rolf stepped in.  His expression gave away nothing but his gaze never left the form of his stepsister as she moved about the floor.

“Wow, Marnie-Banani,” Luke said sitting next to me.  “I still can’t wrap my head around it.”

“I know, right?”  I leaned closer to speak to him and tingled at the closeness.  God, he smelt amazing.  “She’s had this mega crush on my brother since forever.”

“Really?  I never noticed.”

Taking another shot of liquid courage I reached into my purse and pulled out my panties then with every cell in my body quaking I slipped the panties into his pocket.

“Did you just put something in my pocket?”  He was about to reach in and find out what but I stopped him with a hand on his wrist.  “Count to ten, then look.”

He arched an eyebrow at me and all I could do was smile, take another shot and walk away towards the back door.  I had just reached the door, counting to ten with him.  When I reached ten I turned just in time to see him reach into his pocket.  His eyes widened.  His mouth fell open.  When he looked up at me by the door I smiled and tipped my head towards it then slipped out into the brisk night air.

No sooner had the door closed behind me then it swung open again and Luke stood facing me in the moonlight, the loud music muted behind the closed door.

“I think you lost something.”  His look had changed from surprised to predatory in the time it had taken for him to get to the door.

“Really?”  I backed up towards the barn.  “I don’t think so.”

“Oh I think so.”  His voice was dangerously low and the sound vibrated all the way to my rekindling pussy making it feel heavy and wet.

My back hit the barn wall and as Luke drew closer his fingers interlinked with mine.  He pulled my wrists upwards and pinned them above my head then leaned in so his lips were almost touching mine.

He was looking at me now.  Really looking at me.  The arousal obvious in his nearly black eyes, his chest rising and falling faster than before.  “Where did you come from?”

“I’ve been under your nose all along,” I whispered back.  “Gagging for a taste of your cock.”

A strangled groan was his
reply.  “You have a filthy
mouth.”

“Then you better put it to good use.”

His eyes never left mine as he used his free hand to explore my heated body.  Those long fingers travelled down my arm, over my side and up to cup my breast.  He squeezed just hard enough to make me gasp and his lips formed a tight O at the feel of the soft flesh and erect nipple.  His hand travelled downwards again till he reached the bottom of my short skirt.  His fingers just grazed the soft silky skin of my thigh before sliding upwards, beneath my skirt.

“You are one very bad girl,” he murmured as his fingers caressed higher.  He let out a groan when his hand reached my neatly groomed pussy.  “Fuck, you’re so wet.”

“I’m always wet when you’re around.”

Slowly he parted my folds and let two fingers dip deeper.  They settled either side of my already swollen clit and moved in tight, even circles.  The feeling was so incredible I nearly cried.  So long I’d been waiting for him to touch me this way.  Sure I fucked other men, lots of men but it was always him in the back of my mind, his face that came forward when my body shook with pleasure.

“Ooh… Ooh god, Luke…” I moaned as he slipped one thick finger into my cunt, thumb still stroking my clit.

“Like that?” His voice was barely audible.

“Yessss.”  The word came out a long hiss as he circled his thumb around my clit, his finger still fucking my cunt.

“You’re so wet.”

“It’s all for you…”  I writhed and moaned as he used the tip of his tongue to lick up around my jawline.  “I’m burning up to feel you touch me.”

Just then the door to the main function room swung open and we were assaulted by the loud sounds of music and laughing again.

“Fuck!” he muttered and pulled me away from the wall.  “In here.”  He opened the door to the barn and we both tumbled in.

The rich farmy smells of hay and horse dung caught me off guard.  But I soon recovered as footsteps sounded just outside.  “There’s a ladder to the upper floor.”  I pointed and we ran for it together.

I climbed up first with Luke close behind.  The footsteps walked straight past the door and Luke halted my climbing with a hand on my ankle.

“Wait.”

“What?”  I looked down to see him looking right up my skirt.  I quirked him a smile.  “Like the view?”

“Spectacular.”  His voice was heavy with arousal and I could see his tented pants from where I was.  “Don’t move.  Don’t let go.”

I held fast, watching curiously as he turned himself around so his back was pressed against the ladder and slowly, carefully climbed higher.  A few rungs up I caught on to his plan and bit my lip.

“Are you sure about this?”

He grinned up at me.  “Trust me, sweet thing.”  He had climbed up till his face was just below my pussy and now he was slowly kissing up my thighs.  “Fuck you smell so good.”

With his hands still gripping the rungs he leaned forward and lapped his tongue from my tight hole to my clit.  It felt so fucking good I nearly let go and fell.  I gripped the rungs tighter and rocked my hips forward, greedy for the feel of his mouth.

“Fuck, Luke.”  My voice moaned from my chest.

He was flicking the tip of his tongue over my clit.  Again and again.  Relentless, merciless.  Finally he circled his swirled his tongue in tight, quick circles before sucking it between his lips and I was gone.

My whole body tensed.  Every muscle, every nerve, every part of my being centred on his mouth and my cunt.  I let out a cry of sheer joy as my orgasm finally hit.  The one I’d been seeking for so long now flooded through my veins and exploded from every part of me in a flash of pure, intense pleasure.

“Hello?”  A voice called from just outside the door.

Luke and I exchanged an alarmed look before scarpering up the rest of the ladder and lunging for the huge bales of hay.  We fell together, rolling and muffling laughs as the door opened below and Rolf, Marnie’s stepbrother, walked in.

“I heard a cry.  Is anyone hurt?”

We both watched as Rolf took a quick look around then left, closing the door after him.

I giggled and sat primly on a pile of hay.  “I feel so naughty.”  Licking my lips I crooked a finger for Luke to come closer.  “Like a milk maid sneaking around to fuck the lord of the house.”

He grinned, his eyes nearly black.  “Well, wench, you’d better get on your knees and do your duty by master.”

His words short hot pulses of arousal to my pussy and at once I was ready for more.  I dropped to my knees and watched; hungry, eager as he unbuckled his belt and opened his pants.  We both groaned when his long thick cock sprung free.

“Suck me, my little farm slut.”  His wrapped my long hair around his hand and pulled my face closer to his erection.  “Do a good job and I won’t need to call my brothers in to teach you how.”

My cunt clenched and my whole body trembled.  When I met his eyes I could see he was enjoying this role play a lot.

“I’ll be a good girl, I promise.”

With that I linked my wrists behind my back, as though I were tied then leaned forward and took the head of his cock between my lips.

“Oh fuck that’s hot.”  His voice was a hoarse groan that turned into a long moan of bliss when I slid my hot, wet mouth up his shaft and took him deep into my throat.

With my wrists linked behind my back Luke had all the control.  With his hands in my hair he pulled my head back and forth on his cock as I sucked and swirled my tongue.

“Ooh babe… Oooh fuck babe.  That’s it.  Suck that cock.”

I shut my eyes and settled into my task.  Increasing the suction, flicking my tongue on the underside of his dick.  If there was one thing I loved it was giving good head.  I craved the feel of those hands tightening in my hair, the way his thighs trembled, the moans of pleasure I could illicit with the smallest flick of my tongue.

All of a sudden his hands pulled me back.  His cock fell from my mouth with a loud POP and I was left looking up at him, saliva dripping from my still open mouth.

Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand I asked, “Will you fuck me now?”

He looked down at me with wide eyes, his mouth hanging open to take in more air.  He swallowed hard.  “You are so fucking hot.”

I nipped the corner of my lip with my teeth and smiled.

“Take off the top.  Leave the skirt and boots.”  He started unbuttoning his shirt as I did as he instructed, pulling the corset style top apart and throwing it off to the side.  “A good pair of fuck-me boots are a terrible thing to waste.”

Pulling his shirt down his arms, his eyes were glued to my tits.  They weren’t DDs or anything but they were high and round and my nipples pointed upwards.  He licked his lips and shoved his pants the rest of the way down and stepped out.

“Show me,” he rasped.  “Show me that pretty cunt.”

Happy to oblige, I laid back on the pile of hay, spread my thighs wide and using two fingers parted my nicely groomed pussy lips to reveal my clit and tight pink hole.  As he watched, licking his lips I used my middle finger to stimulate my clit.  Circling, rubbing, dipping the finger into my cunt and spreading my cream around.

With a groan he dropped to his knees in front of me, grabbed my legs and yanked me towards him.

“Fuck me, Luke.”

“Hell yes.” 

He hooked my legs over his bent elbows, spreading me wide then pulled me against him.  One hard thrust drove his cock into my soaking cunt and without waiting he pumped that fat cock in and out of my cunt like a jackhammer.  Hard.  Fast.

“Tight fucking cunt.”  He growled and bared his teeth, spreading me wider, pounding harder.  “
Been dreaming of your cunt
since before it was legal.”

“Really?”  This wasn’t the time for this talk but…

“Rub your clit, babe.”  He was grunting loud with each thrust of his thick cock.  “Wanna feel you coming around my dick.”

I did as he asked.  One hand dropped to my pussy.  I could feel his cock sliding in and out of my soaking cunt as I quickly found my sensitive nub and capture it between two fingers.  I set up a rhythm that almost matched the speed he’s fucking me.  Stroke, stroke, squeeze – Oh fuck!  I’m so close.  My whole body is trembling, tightening.  It’s right there.  My other hand cups and squeezes my tits.

“That’s right milk my dick you dirty little cock tease.”

I rub my clit so fast I lost all sense of everything.  My toes curled and my back arched of the floor and my mouth fell open in a wide, silent scream as my whole body exploded with pleasure.

And he’s still rock hard.  Still punishing my cunt, pumping like his whole world consists of his dick and my cunt.  Good doesn’t even begin to sum up how this feels.

“Fuck-fuck-fuck.”  The word explodes from his mouth as he keeps fucking me.  Thrusting, pumping.

It doesn’t take long for my body to heat up again.  Luke’s arms bulge with muscle as he holds my legs wide and high.  Every thrust makes the muscles in his chest and stomach flex and pulsate.

My cunt is ready to clench down on his cock again.  I want to come all over his dick again and again.  Forever.

His thrusts change from fast to long and deep and hard.  He took on a more fluid rhythm.  Rocking his hips and spreading me wider so his pubis pressed against my clit with every deep plunge.

This was Luke.  My brother’s best mate.  The guy I’d been desperate to fuck since I was a teenager and he was sunk up to his tight balls in my soaking cunt.

I moaned with every long hard inward thrust and tightened my cunt with each withdraw.  I was climbing again.

“That feels so good,” he groaned.  “Too good.”

“You like that?” I managed to gasp.  “Like the feel of my cunt… Squeezing and milking your dick.”

“Ooh… Ooh yeah, babe.”  He was getting close.  His arms trembled but held my legs in place.

“I’m your naughty milk maid.”  I squeezed tighter around his dick, moaning as my own climax hung so close.  “Gonna milk your cock of all your cum.  Gonna work your dick till you pop in my greedy whore cunt.”

“Ooh, babe!”  He let out a yell and his mouth split in a wide smile, his face a mask of delight and his whole body shook.

Watching him cum was incredible.  The pleasure my cunt was giving him was so clear on his face it was like watching someone open the best Christmas present ever.

And I come again.  His long, hard rhythm stretching out the climax so it just kept going and going, pleasure rippling in waves from my pussy and all up my body.  This time I screamed with it.  The intensity was just too much.  I need to let it out.

With a final yell he thrusts hard, held his prick deep and shuddered through his own orgasm.

For a long time afterwards we just lay side my side.  Breathing hard.  Barely thinking.

“I fucking needed that.”

I looked at him and smiled and something in my stomach flittered when he smiled right back.  It was a nice smile an honestly happy smile.