Corrupting Little B****r - Sex Stories

Corrupting Little B****r

... his, and slid my tongue into his mouth. Our tongues intertwined as we swapped spit hungrily. My kiss had kind of given things away, so I told him the secret that I had withheld. I told him that I knew of his antics, his panty thievery, and his picture taking, and that it all made me so horny that I could no longer stand it. Of course, I also said that this information did not alter our original agreement, and that he was still bound to obey my wishes. Though, now knowing where my wishes would take him, he agreed with a smile. I then lovingly whispered “You have been such a good little pervert, I'm going to do you a favor. I'm now going take your virginity.” “I love you, s****r.”, he said, and my heart swelled. “I love you too, my little pervert b****r.”, I said as I slid his cock into my wet, twitching a**-p**y. Once fully in, I kissed him long and hard, and felt his cock grow deeper inside me. I began to move, riding his rigid cock lustfully while he moved his hips in time, and played with my tits. and we both moaned with pleasure. When I felt his hot come spill into me, I was so delighted. I smiled widely. “You're mine now, understand?”, I asked/stated. He said “Yes, s****r, thank you.”. I wrapped myself around him, and kissed him, again. In the nights to come, I would take the virginity of that little pervert's boi-p**y and he ...

... would pleasure me until neither of us could move. He was such a wonderful and willing toy. Eventually, that little pervert even asked me to dress him in my lingerie and outfits during our sessions. I found this to be really, really hot. My little b****r knew exactly how to get me off, not that he wasn't getting his fair share in return. After our parents returned from holiday, they found that we were in better spirits, and got along better than before they had left, they never suspected what we had become to each other. Though we had to be more cautious now, our affairs continued. Our folks always wondered why neither of us really had any long-term significant others, sure we went on dates for appearances sake, but we had each other, we did not need anyone else. I moved out after completing college, but I didn't move far, how could I? When little b****r was old enough, he moved in with me. Our folks assumed that we were roommates, and we facilitated that assumption. Unbeknownst to them, we were focking each other senseless nearly every day. After a few years, we decided to finally tell our m****rs the truth about our relationship, especially since we had decided to get married. They were shocked, as expected, but more so that we hid it from them for so long. Once their anger subsided, they were pleased that we cared for each other so much.