Revenge For Chris's Sister (Epilogue to "Another Level of Bromance") - Sex Stories

Revenge For Chris's Sister (Epilogue to "Another Level of Bromance")

... off, I looked down and saw her pubic region was also bloody. “DONNA!” I screamed. “What the fuck happened?” But she didn’t need to say anything; I could tell exactly what had happened. TYSON had happened… “What’s going on?” I heard Cody say from the doorway. I turned to face him. He had barely taken two steps into the room when he froze, terror on his face at the sight of our sister. “I tried to stop him,” Donna whispered, “But he was s-so high and drunk, and—and—” She couldn’t continue and shook with strangled sobs. I looked over at Cody, who looked pale and nauseous for a second before running to the bathroom. As I heard Cody throwing up, I pulled Donna into a sitting position and threw my arms around her, doing my best to comfort her. “Shhh,” I said. “It’s okay, sis. We’re gonna get that piece of shit.” Cody came back into the room, wiping his mouth. He sat down beside me and Donna, now looking furious. “Tyson did this, didn’t he?” he growled. It was more of a statement than a question; both of us could tell what had happened the moment we saw her. And finally managing to control her crying, Donna began to tell her horrific story… Donna had lied to her father and her brothers about going with her girlfriends to the movies. The truth was, some of the “cool guys” were throwing a big party. Tyson was going to be there. She knew she shouldn’t be seeing him, not after he had hit her on two occasions, and he had subsequently gotten severe beatings from both Cody and Chris. ...

... But she was convinced that Tyson had changed. She felt that the only reason he had hit her was because she wasn’t ready for sex yet and wouldn’t give in that easily. Now that he knew that her brothers knew a thing or two about kicking ass, she was certain that Tyson would respect her wishes… Around midnight the party was in full blast. Music was blaring, people were dancing, drinking, smoking weed, and of course there were the few guys that snorted cocaine and did hard drugs. Donna was a little tipsy, but was having fun all the same. Tyson, of course, was all the way fucked up and coked out. He came over to where she was standing, bobbing her head and tapping her feet with the music and started dancing with her. She gave him a couple of dances before he moved in close, taking her by the sides of her head and kissing her deeply. Flattered, she giggled. “Come on, baby,” he said in a slurred voice. “What do you say we take our own little party somewhere more private?” He didn’t wait for a response before scooping her up in his arms and carrying her down to the spare bedroom in the basement. He sat her down on the bed before starting to kiss her again. Now he was getting a little frisky, starting to touch her breasts. Now Donna started resisting. “Whoa, baby,” she said. “I thought you agreed to wait till I was ready.” “Aw, come on,” he laughed. “Haven’t ya waited long enough already?” “Please Tyson, I don’t want to have sex yet,” Donna pleaded. “Babe, come on, stop being such a ...