Jack ))

You and Jack never had a good relationship, Jack was always picking on you and mocking you. You remember as if was yesterday when he pushed you from the swing and made you fall on the floor, this caused you to use braces until nowadays.

You've never told anyone what Jack did to you, and why you always appeared with wounds and cuts when you came back from some hang out time with your brother and Jack.

Today, your brother invited Jack to sleep on your house, but you didn't knew about it, of course.

You were sitting on your bed, playing on your phone, until you noticed your door opening. Your lips parted, and you said: Jack? You said, and it was really him. You rolled your eyes, and said: why are you here, first of all? You hissed, and Jack didn't liked the way you talked.

He walked over you, and slapped out face, making you flinch. Talk properly. And this isn't none of your business. He growled, and put his things on the bed.

It was midnight, and you were playing on your pc, and suddenly, felt him grabbing you by your throat, and slamming you on the floor. You didnt understand, why he was hitting you? TURN OFF THAT DAMN PC! OR ELSE! He yelled loudly, and it startled you.

You froze, tears welling up in your eyes as Jack's grip tightened around your throat. His hot breath washed over your face, reeking of whiskey and cigarettes. "I mean it," he snarled, his voice low and menacing. "Turn it off now."

Your hands shook as you fumbled for the power button, finally managing to shut down the computer. As soon as it went dark, Jack released you, shoving you away roughly. You landed hard on your backside, gasping for air.

"What's wrong with you?" Jack sneered, looming over you. "Can't follow simple orders?"

You stared up at him, your heart racing, trying to process the sudden violence. "I-I'm sorry," you stammered, wiping at your tear-streaked cheeks. "I just... I didn't think..."

"Well, think next time,"

His words hung heavy in the air between them, filled with venom and malice. Jack towered above you, his presence overwhelming. He grabbed your chin forcefully, tilting your head back so that you were looking directly into his icy blue eyes.

"You're going to learn to listen, and fast," he spat, releasing your chin abruptly. He stepped back, watching you with a predatory gaze. "Now get up."

You hesitated for a moment before pushing yourself to your feet, wincing slightly as pain shot through your body. Jack watched you closely, his gaze never leaving your face. "What's wrong?" he asked, noticing your discomfort. "Too good to stand up without help now?"

His words were harsh, but there was an undercurrent of amusement in his tone. He took a step closer to you, crowding your personal space. "Don't worry," he murmured, reaching out to touch your arm gently. "Just a little reminder of who's in charge."

Jack's touch sent a jolt of electricity through your body, despite the pain. You tried to pull away, but his grip was firm. "Let go," you whispered, your voice barely audible.

But instead of letting go, Jack leaned in even closer, his breath warm against your ear. "No can do, sis," he replied, his voice a low rumble. "You're mine tonight."

The implication of his words hit you like a punch to the gut, causing your knees to buckle slightly. But Jack was quick to catch you, his strong arms wrapping around your waist to keep you upright.

He pulled you flush against his chest, his muscular frame enveloping yours. You could feel the heat radiating off his skin, mixing with the coolness of the night air. It was intoxicating, and you found yourself leaning into him involuntarily.

"Feel that?" Jack murmured, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear. "That's power. That's control. And right now, I'm in complete control of you."

His words sent a shiver down your spine, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through your veins. You knew you should push him away, tell him to stop, but your body seemed to have a mind of its own, responding to his dominance.

With a smirk, Jack tightened his hold on you, pressing you even more firmly against his solid form. "You like that, don't you?" he taunted softly. "You like feeling small and helpless in my arms."

His hand trailed down your back, stopping at the curve of your ass. He gave it a firm squeeze, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from you. "Tell me, baby girl," he continued, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Are you wet yet?"

You squirmed uncomfortably, feeling a warmth spreading between your legs at his words. "Shut up," you muttered, though your voice lacked conviction.

But Jack only laughed, a deep, throaty sound that reverberated through your body. "Oh, come on," he teased. "Admit it. You're turned on by this. By me." His fingers dug into your flesh, kneading the soft curves of your ass.

"I bet you're dripping," he continued, his voice low and husky. "And you know what? I want to see it. I want to taste it."

Without warning, Jack spun you around and pushed you onto the bed, following close behind. He pinned your wrists above your head, holding them in place with one large hand while the other began to work on the buttons of your shorts.

"You're so fucking wet already," he groaned, sliding his fingers beneath your panties to find your slick folds. "Such a naughty little girl, getting aroused by her big brother's friend."

He rubbed your clit slowly, applying just enough pressure to make you whimper. "Tell me how much you want it," he demanded, his voice rough with desire. "Tell me how badly you need my cock inside you."

Your body trembled under his touch, your hips bucking instinctively against his hand. "Please," you breathed, your voice barely audible. "I need it. I need you."

Jack chuckled darkly, his fingers continuing their torturous assault on your sensitive nub. "That's better, now be a good girl and spread your legs wider for me."

As you complied, Jack hooked his fingers into the sides of your panties and yanked them down your thighs, exposing your bare pussy to his hungry gaze. He leaned in, his hot breath washing over your wet folds before his tongue darted out to lick along your slit.

"Mmm, you taste divine," he moaned, burying his face between your legs. His tongue delved deeper, lapping at your juices and exploring every inch of your sex.

Jack's mouth worked greedily on your pussy, his tongue thrusting in and out of your entrance as he devoured your sweetness. You writhed beneath him, your nails digging into the sheets as pleasure coiled tighter within you.

Suddenly, he withdrew, leaving you panting and desperate. "Not yet, baby girl," he said, his voice muffled by your thigh. "I'm not done playing with you."

With a wicked grin, he sat back on his heels and tugged his shirt off, revealing his chiseled torso glistening with sweat. His jeans followed suit, dropping to the floor to reveal his thick, erect cock straining against his boxers.

"Get on your hands and knees," he commanded, his eyes blazing with lust. "Time to show you who's really in charge here."

Obediently, you shifted into position, presenting your ass to him. The sight of your naked body, on display for him, seemed to fuel his arousal further. He ran a hand down the curve of your spine, tracing the contours of your back before giving your ass cheek a hard slap.

"That's it," he growled approvingly. "Show me that pretty pink pussy of yours."

With that, he tore off his boxers, freeing his throbbing member. He positioned himself behind you, rubbing the head of his dick against your slick folds. "Ready for this, baby girl?" he asked, his voice a low purr.

Without waiting for an answer, he thrust forward, sinking his cock deep into your clenching walls. A loud moan escaped his lips as he felt your tightness envelop him completely.

Jack gripped your hips tightly, his fingers digging into your flesh as he began to pump in and out of you with brutal force. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through your body, making you cry out in ecstasy.

"Yes, take it all," he grunted, his pace increasing. "This is what you wanted, isn't it? To be fucked raw?"

His words only served to heighten your arousal, and you found yourself pushing back against him, meeting each of his powerful strokes. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with your gasps and moans.

Jack reached around to rub your clit, adding another layer of stimulation to your overstimulated senses. "Come on, baby girl," he urged, his voice strained with effort. "Cum for me. Let me feel that sweet pussy squeeze my cock."

Feeling your walls gripping him tightly, Jack let out a satisfied grunt. He began to move, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back into you with a force that had you crying out in both pain and pleasure.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned, starting a punishing rhythm. Each thrust drove his cock deeper, stretching your inner walls until they were throbbing around him.

"You like that, huh?" he taunted, his hand snaking around to tease at your clit once again. "Like feeling my big dick filling you up?"

His pace increased, each stroke hitting that sweet spot inside you that made stars burst behind your eyelids. You could hear the lewd sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, mixed with your gasps and whimpers.

"You're going to cum for me, aren't you?"

The relentless pounding of his cock sent waves of pleasure crashing through your body, making your entire world narrow down to the sensation of being filled by him. Your climax built quickly, coiling tight in your belly before exploding outward.

"Ahh! Jack!" you cried out, your orgasm ripping through you with such intensity that your vision blurred. Your inner muscles spasmed around his shaft, milking him for all he was worth.

But Jack wasn't finished with you yet. He rode out your orgasm, using it to spur his own on. With a few final, brutal thrusts, he buried himself deep inside you, his seed spilling forth as he moaned your name.

As your orgasm subsided, Jack collapsed on top of you, his heavy breathing matching your own ragged pants. He stayed there for a moment, basking in the afterglow, before finally pulling out and rolling off to the side.

"Fuck, that was intense," he muttered, reaching over to caress your flushed cheek. "You did well, baby girl."

He pulled you closer, wrapping his strong arm around your waist and tugging you against his chest. "But we're not done yet," he whispered, a mischievous glint returning to his eye.

Before you could even process his words, Jack's hand slid down to cup your breast, his thumb brushing over your nipple. You let out a startled gasp, but found yourself arching into his touch despite the lingering soreness from earlier.

"What do you mean, we're not done?" you managed to ask, your voice weak and breathless.

Jack chuckled, his fingers tweaking your hardened peak. "Oh, don't worry, baby girl. We've got plenty more where that came from. And this time, I think it's only fair that you return the favor, don't you?"

He rolled you onto your back, looming over you with a predatory gleam in his eyes. "It's your turn to please me now," he declared, his cock already starting to stir once more. "So get to work."

With a sultry smile, you reached out to grasp Jack's thick erection, stroking it slowly from base to tip. He hissed in pleasure, his head falling back as you continued to fondle him.

"Fuck, just like that," he groaned, his hips rocking into your touch. "Use those soft hands to make me feel good."

Emboldened by his reaction, you leaned in to run your tongue along the underside of his shaft, savoring the salty taste of his skin. Jack's grip on your hair tightened, urging you on.

"That's it, baby girl," he panted. "Take me into that pretty mouth of yours."

With a sense of excitement and trepidation, you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock, sucking gently as you began to bob your head up and down.

As you took him deeper into your mouth, Jack's hands tangled in your hair, guiding you to take him in as far as you could manage. He watched you with hooded eyes, his expression a mix of pleasure and raw dominance.

"Suck it." he urged between gritted teeth. "Make Daddy happy."

The sound of him calling you 'babygirl' while you sucked him off turned you on in ways you didn't fully understand. You doubled your efforts, hollowing out your cheeks to create suction as you bobbed faster.

Just when you thought you'd gotten used to the size of him, Jack suddenly pulled away, leaving you whimpering in protest. "Not yet," he said firmly. "I want to see those pretty eyes looking up at me while you suck my cock."

Feeling his gaze upon you, you looked up to meet his eyes, your own glazed with lust. The sight of your brother watching you with such intensity only fueled your desire to please him.

You went back to work, taking him in deeper, your throat constricting around his girth. The wet sounds of your oral attentions filled the room, mingling with Jack's guttural moans.

"That's right, baby girl," he praised, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "You're doing great."

Suddenly, the bedroom door swung open, revealing your parents standing in the doorway. They froze, their expressions a mixture of shock and disbelief.

Jack's eyes flickered to the shocked faces of your parents, a wicked grin spreading across his face. He didn't stop fucking your mouth, continuing to thrust in and out as if nothing was amiss. "Well, look what we have here," he drawled, his voice laced with dark humor. "Mommy and Daddy catching a glimpse of their little girl's dirty secret."

Your mother's face turned beet red, while your father's jaw dropped in disbelief. They stared at the scene before them, unable to tear their eyes away from the sight of their daughter on her knees, giving a blowjob.

"Don't stop on our account," he said, his voice low and husky. "Let Mommy and Daddy watch how much you love sucking my cock."

As your parents stood frozen in the doorway, you kept pleasuring him, your mouth stuffed full of his length. His groans echoed in your ears, driving you further into the act. It was too late to pull away now; your parents had caught you in the act, and you were determined to ride it out.

Jack seemed to enjoy the added audience, his thrusts becoming more forceful. You gagged around his dick, your eyes watering from the rough treatment.

"Oh fuck, that's it," he groaned, his grip tightening in your hair. "Suck it, baby girl. Take every inch."

Despite the embarrassing situation, you couldn't help but be aroused by the attention. Every slurping noise and moan that escaped your lips was amplified by the fact that your parents were witnessing it. Their shocked faces made you feel powerful, and it fueled your desire to keep going.

As you bobbed your head up and down, your brother's cock sliding in and out of your mouth, you glanced up at your parents again. They were still staring, wide-eyed and speechless, their usual control slipping as they watched their innocent-looking daughter give a blowjob.

"Doesn't she look beautiful like that, darling?" Jack asked your dad, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "She's such a natural cocksucker."

Your father swallowed hard, his eyes locked on the lewd spectacle unfolding before him. "Y-yes," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "She certainly is."

Emboldened by your parents' reactions, Jack increased his pace, fucking your mouth with reckless abandon. "That's right, Dad," he panted, his breath coming in short gasps. "She loves it. She lives for sucking cock."

You felt Jack's cock twitch inside your mouth, signaling his impending climax. You knew he was close, and you wanted to taste his cum. You doubled your efforts, sucking harder and swallowing around his length.

Just as Jack let out a loud groan, your mother finally found her voice. "Stop it!" she cried, her face contorted in horror. But it was too late.

With a final, brutal thrust, Jack exploded in your mouth, his hot seed flooding your throat. You swallowed eagerly, relishing the taste and texture of his cum. He grunted and shuddered, his body trembling as he rode out his orgasm.

As soon as he was finished, Jack yanked his softening cock from your mouth with a wet pop. You gasped for air, your lips and chin sticky with saliva and semen.

Jack smirked at your parents, who were still frozen in shock. "Well, I hope that was educational for you both," he said, wiping his cum off onto your cheek. "Your little girl knows exactly how to please a man."

He turned to you, his eyes gleaming with pride and possession. "Good job, baby girl. You really showed Mommy and Daddy what a filthy slut you can be."