What Lies Beneath - Sex Stories

What Lies Beneath

... other things.&#034 &#034Like being the best?&#034 he asked, finishing his coffee. He was just putting the cup down when their mother came in, her hair still wet, but she was in her pink rayon uniform for work. &#034I'm going to be late!&#034 she said, sounding rushed. Marcus looked at the clock and saw she was five minutes behind. She grabbed her purse and her keys. &#034Bye, k**s! See you tonight!&#034 and she was gone for the day. Marcus grinned at his s****r, and she smiled back nervously. &#034What is it?&#034 she asked. &#034You have a naughty gleam in your eye...&#034 &#034After we do the dishes.&#034 he said, getting up and taking his stuff to the sink. &#034Do you want to wash or dry?&#034 &#034You don't have to help me.&#034 she said. &#034I planned the whole morning, except you didn't get breakfast in bed like I wanted. You didn't sl**p in.&#034 &#034Wash or dry?&#034&#034 he repeated. &#034Wash.' she said, moving to the sink. &#034But really, you don't have to. Part of being your slut for me is being your servant, too.&#034 &#034We have a few minutes while the sink fills, slut. Isn't there something you should be doing?&#034 She giggled and went to her, reaching for his shorts. &#034Use your hands this time.&#034 he told her. &#034You have to make me cum before the sink overflows.&#034 &#034Yes sir.&#034 she replied. She pulled his shorts down and helped him step out of them so he wouldn't trip, then slid her hands up his muscular legs and cupped his balls in one ...

... hand, the other curling around the base of his cock and stroking softly up and down. &#034You better hurry up.&#034 he told her a moment later. &#034The sink is half full already.&#034 &#034Oh my god! She said, then quickly engulfed his prick in her mouth. She began sucking on it right away, bobbing her head up and down, but just as she got a good rhythm going, she heard him stop the water. She didn't quit; she redoubled her efforts to take the whole thing. She was able to fit about ¾ of it in, but then she had to pull back, gasping. &#034It's just too big!&#034 &#034Mom was able to do it this morning.&#034 he said quietly. &#034She took the whole thing, no problem.&#034 &#034She's had more practice!&#034 Miranda protested. &#034That's not fair to compare me to her!&#034 &#034Dad died almost 10 years ago, and she hasn't done it since then.&#034 he pointed out. &#034Come on, stand up and wash the dishes. You failed.&#034 She looked greatly disappointed as she got to her feet. She hated failure more than anything. She reached her hands into the water and began washing the cups. &#034Failure deserves punishment, don't you agree, slut?&#034 he said, moving behind her. He gathered her hair together into a ponytail, holding it with one hand. The other went to her throat and gripped her gently but firmly as he pulled her head back. &#034Unngh!&#034 she cried out. &#034Yes sir!&#034 &#034Yes sir, what?&#034 he asked, yanking her head back a little more. He wasn't being that rough with ...