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Spank Me, Big Brother, by Bree Jandora

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Contains legal, consensual, emotional sex between characters who are related by marriage:

Other books by Bree Jandora (available for purchase at retailers that allow such filth): For Daddys Love Daddy Spanks the Girls Spanked by Daddy Spanking Required Check my website for more: http://www.breejandora.com Please come over here and spank me, Dawn said, holding her breath as she clutched the phone to her ear. Aw, shit. Jordan sighed. Whatd you do now? Im afraid to say. You might as well tell me. It might get me over there a little faster.

Dawn hesitated. She knew shed really gotten herself in trouble this time. And to make matters worse, her stepbrother had always been rather overprotective. She wasnt sure how hed react to the news of her hooking up with a married man shed met at a bar. She came to regret the decision quickly, but at the time they were both drunk and vulnerable. Dawn went out with her friends to celebrate the fact that she had just been placed on academic probation. Yes! Thats the answer. She could just tell him about the probation, even though it wasnt why she craved a spanking. He didnt need to know the real reason, did he? All that mattered now was the fact that she felt guilty about something and a spanking would make her feel better. End of story. She took a deep, dramatic breath before speaking. Well, I sorta got in trouble at school. How much trouble? I just need to study more. I said, how much trouble, Dawn? Jordan had the phone in one hand as he knelt down at the shoe rack just inside his front door. He didnt need much prompting to pay his stepsister a visit for some much-needed discipline, but his patience for this phone call had quickly grown thin. Dawn winced upon hearing his frustrated tone. Im on academic probation. Shit! His mouth dropped open. Does Mom know? No, and she doesnt need to. Im still enrolled. I have another semester to bring my grades up. Im so disappointed in you. I know. Alright. Im on my way. Jordan hung up the phone and slipped his foot inside his other boot. He took a minute to study himself in the mirror, making sure he looked good for Dawn. The new guy at the barber shop had gotten his short cut just right. It wasnt hard to do but sometimes they missed a few spots around the back of his neck. Thankfully, he had just shaved about two weeks worth of a beard and mustache. Dawn always said she preferred him to look a little more clean cut. He smiled and put on his leather jacket before rushing out the door to his motorcycle. Dawn sprawled out on her couch, enjoying a few minutes of solitude before Jordan came roaring up on his bike. Even though she desperately craved a good spanking, after a few of her stepbrothers slaps, she usually wondered why she was crazy enough to ask for it. Shed surely feel a million times better once it was over, but she needed a little time now to mentally prepare for what was about to take place. The clock said 1:08 PM. Her roommate, Karin, wouldnt be home until later that evening. It would thankfully give Dawn enough time to recover in private. Aside from her stepmother, April, nobody knew Jordan spanked her. It started after Dawns father died when she was fifteen. April adopted her when she married Charles two years earlier, and she considered Dawn to be the daughter she always wanted. But, according to Jordan, April was too lenient with his stepsister. She got away with things that would have gotten him in trouble many times over.

It took some effort, but Jordan finally convinced his mother that Dawn needed some oldfashioned corporal punishment one night after she came home after curfew with a bad attitude and a string of profanity coming out of her mouth. To his surprise, April asked Jordan to dole out the punishment. She said she felt a little weird about asking him but she just didnt have the heart to do it herself. Jordan happily accepted the task. He was eighteen at the time. A senior in high school while Dawn was a freshman. And did she ever blush when he saw her at school the next day! In the lunch room with her friends it took effort to hide how much it hurt to sit on that hard plastic seat. Jordan made sure to walk past that table, smiling innocently, saying hi to her friends. In his mind he could still see the angry look she shot him as he strolled by. Three years later, Jordan was still giving Dawn the occasional spanking. And, to his shock, she began to ask him for it instead of accepting it as punishment that April decided she needed. Today would be the third time in the span of seven months that his stepsister made this request. And it would be the fifth time hed do it without his mothers supervision. Neither he nor Dawn bothered to tell April about the times Dawn had requested it herself. It was unspoken, but they both knew April would likely think it was strange and they didnt wish to explain themselves. Dawn was grateful to have a trusty man in her life to give her the punishment she required. None of her boyfriends understood this need, and any time she casually brought it up to one of her girlfriends they laughed and treated her like she was odd. But Jordan asked no questions. It started when she confessed to him her guilt over lying to get a part-time job--a job that should have gone to one of her friends. She eagerly accepted his offer of a spanking and openly cried her way through it. Jordan was shocked the next time it happened. Dawn called him one day while he was at work and tearfully asked him to administer a punishment that evening. She was delighted when he didnt balk. He simply came to her house, asked why she needed that spanking, and then went to work tanning her bottom. Approximately twenty minutes after she called him this third time, Jordan was knocking on the door of his little stepsisters small, rented house, trying hard to suppress a smile. Dawn groaned as she trudged her way to the door to answer. Taking a deep, anxious breath, she put her hand on the cold knob and turned it. Hey, she said. Hey. Jordan sucked his bottom lip between his teeth to contain his grin. He stomped past Dawn as he slid out of his leather jacket. She froze, staring at her stepbrother. Had he been working out? His biceps were a bit more defined than she remembered. And was that a new tattoo? What? He asked, raising his eyebrows as he hung up his jacket and started to unlace his boots. Something wrong? Its too late to get out of it now. Academic probation. I cant believe you.

Dawn swallowed. I was just... uh... looking at your tattoo. She stepped forward and put her hand on his forearm. Is this new? Jordan looked down at the Chinese symbols on his forearm. Ive had it for a few months. You never noticed? No. And have you been working out or something? Dawns eyes moved up and down his body. Fuck, he was even hotter than usual. She always thought he was cute, but there something different about him today. He wore a tight black T-shirt with the words Parental Advisory on the front. The short sleeves were tight against his arms. Yeah, Ive been going to the gym with some guys from work. And I lift a lot of heavy stuff all day long. Jordan was glad she noticed. Yes, he recently had to buy some new shirts because his new, muscular body had outgrown his old shirts. And even if he hadnt started working out, his job as a diesel mechanic often required him to do a lot of heavy lifting throughout the day. What are these? Dawns eyes widened as she pointed to a few marks on his forearm. I get burnt sometimes at work. The guys all have those scars from being burnt by those engines. He stopped to clear his throat. But I think youre procrastinating. I need to make sure you get a proper spanking today. So Mom really doesnt know about you flunking out? I told you. I didnt flunk out. She rolled her eyes. I can make up for it next semester. Uh-huh." He reached down to his large silver belt buckle. Should I use this on you today? She shook her head, rapidly. No. No, no, no. Im not sure. I think maybe this calls for a whipping. With my belt. No, well save that for when Ive done something really bad. This is really bad. He frowned. Your dads life insurance policy paid for your education. Moms gonna be so upset with you. I told you, she doesnt have to know. All that matters is that Ill get punished. I can keep Mom from finding out. I think. Jordan sighed. Okay, whatever. But if you flunk out completely Im gonna use this. She looked down at the floor in shame. At least he didnt know about the married guy she brought back to her house the night before. Enough talking. Jordan grabbed his sisters arm, just above her elbow, and started toward her bedroom. She gulped, already wondering what the hell she was thinking when she called to ask for this. If he was talking about using a belt, then he must really want to punish her. She felt a few tears well up in her eyes as they walked into her bedroom. When he let go of her, she turned around to face him.

So, you have the house to yourself? he asked. For how long? Shell be back around seven. Good. Plenty of time. He gave her a wink and took her arm again. I think you need to stand in the corner for a little while. What? Yep. Im gonna make sure you remember this. He led her to the corner of her room, moved a small plastic garbage can out of the way, then guided her into place. Pull down your pants and stick your nose in that corner. Dawn knew the routine. This was how she was punished when she was younger but Jordan hadnt made her stand in the corner for a long time. April explained that it was intended to cause humiliation, and it always did. Especially because she had to stand in her panties in front of her Jordan. She obeyed his order, unzipping her khaki pants and pushing them to the floor to step out of them. Then she stood as straight as possible, trying to touch the corner with her nose as requested. Jordan took a few steps back. His cock twitched a little at the sight of his pretty little stepsister in front of him. He loved her hot little body, and the way her tight, perky ass looked in those satiny blue panties. Her thick, dark hair hung in long waves down her back. The red T-shirt she wore was too short to cover anything past her waist. Mindlessly licking his lips, he tried not to imagine how it might feel to pull those panties down and give her a nice, slow fucking after a nice, hard spanking. Aw, fuck. He was imagining it, and he was already past the point of no return. Ill be right back. You stay there and think about what you did. Jordan left the room and headed straight for the bathroom to jack off before laying a hand on his sexy little sisters ass. Dawn listened closely to make sure hed actually left the room, then she reached down to the crotch of her panties to see if they were soaked through. She hoped she could hide the fact that hed made her so horny. It always turned her on when Jordan spanked her but until recently, April was around to supervise the punishment. This was the third time they would meet alone for one of her spankings, and it was the first time shed gotten this wet, but she couldnt control it. Her crush on Jordan started the first time she met him. The way he looked today made it much worse. He looked like such a bad boy, like he was in a biker gang or something. And he had a new tattoo, making a total of three that were visible when he wore short sleeves. The tattoos, combined with his muscles and scars, gave him a sexy, rebellious quality. She felt her hard little clit poking through her panties as she ran her fingers over the drenched fabric between her legs. Was she insane for requesting a spanking? She sure felt like it but she rarely questioned it most of the time. She liked to be spanked. It was her thing. And, according to her frequent Internet searches, she knew she was only one of thousands who enjoyed such punishment. She just didnt happen to know any of those thousands, personally.

Getting spanked was one thing. But getting spanked by her super sexy stepbrother? Hell yeah. Shed hit the jackpot. Does she know what Im doing in here? Jordan thought as he cracked open the bottle of baby oil he found in his sisters bathroom. Dawn... Dawn, Dawn, Dawn.... He closed his eyes, picturing her tight little ass, imagining himself ripping those panties off. His grip around his cock tightened as he moved his hand smoothly up and down. Fuck, he loved everything about spanking her. The way it sounded when his hand collided with her soft flesh. The way that flesh got redder and redder as he went. God help him, he even loved the way she sounded when she cried, telling him to stop, that shed changed her mind and it hurt too much. But the best part was afterward when hed hold her and shed confess to him, between sobs and sniffles, that she was glad he didnt stop. She needed that punishment. Fuck yeah, she needed that punishment. Jordans hand pumped faster and faster until he he had to grit his teeth to keep himself from yelling her name in the bathroom. He took a few deep breaths before washing up. Even though he felt a little guilty about sneaking away to the bathroom for a good wank, past experience had taught him it was better to get off before spanking her than to try to hide his erection when she was draped over his lap. He didnt think hed have to do it this time but the sight of her standing in the corner in her panties was too much to bear. Dawn sucked in a breath and pulled her hand away from her panties when she heard the bathroom door open. Should I take them off now? I dont want him to see how wet they are. She knew hed see her wetness anyway once the panties came off, but a big wet spot while she was still wearing them drew a lot more attention. She was in the middle of pushing them to her ankles when Jordan walked in the room. Hey! He was unable to peel his eyes away from her amazing body. And he was thankful she faced the opposite direction and couldnt see him staring directly at her ass. He was even more thankful for what he had just done in the bathroom, otherwise his dick would have sprung to life immediately. What are you doing? I didnt say you were allowed to take those off yet. Pulling her panties off himself after giving her bottom a little warm-up was one of his favorite things about spanking her. Shit! Im sorry. Ever-so-slowly, she pulled her panties back up. Oh well, she thought. It shouldnt come as a surprise. Her pussy got wet every time he spanked her and he never mentioned it. There were certain lines they just didnt cross as stepbrother and stepsister. Lines that all of her girlfriends told her she was crazy not to jump across with a running start and a jubilant leap. But it wasnt up to her. Jordan told her years earlier, before their parents wedding, that he wasnt going to be that kind of stepbrother. He knew guys who fucked their stepsisters all the time but he just couldnt do that to his mom. Or to Dawn. So, Dawn chose to ignore the hard cock that poked her hip on occasion during a spanking. There were other times she had to ignore it over the years, too, especially in the months right after they began living under the same roof. The poor boy was prone to spontaneous erections when she was around, or so it seemed. But she never made him feel stupid for them. And he always showed her the same kindness by never mentioning the arousal he had probably seen dripping

between her thighs. But seeing her sopping wet panties? That was different. That meant hed know she was wet with anticipation. And, honestly, it just looked tacky. She could already feel the heat of embarrassment rushing to her face. Jordan grabbed the back of the sturdy old wooden chair, pulling it away from the wall to have a seat. Okay, sis. He smiled, taking one last, long, uninterrupted look at her sweet body as she dutifully stood in the corner. Time for your punishment. She gulped and shut her eyes, tight. Okay. She stayed still for a bit longer. Maybe she could think of a way to get him to leave the room so she could change her underwear? He let his eyes linger for a few more seconds before repeating himself. Dawn? He shook his head. Come on. You cant get out of it. Ill take off my belt if you keep waiting. Thats what you really deserve, anyway. Damn it, she muttered under her breath before turning around. Her mind drew a complete blank, but she was still trying to think of a way to change those panties as she walked to the chair to stand in front of him. Jordan looked up at her with a stern glare. Tell me again why you need this spanking. She sighed, knowing she was about to lie. Because Im on academic probation. And if you dont bring those grades up, Im gonna give you the belt. He looked in her bright blue eyes. You hear me? She nodded. Alright then. He straightened his back against the chair. Over my lap. Dawn winced. There was no way out of it. She bent at the waist and hurled herself quickly across her stepbrothers thighs, hoping for the best. Jordan put one arm around her waist and held her tight on his lap. You really messed up this time, little sister. This is gonna be your worst spanking yet. He patted her backside sharply as a taste of what was coming. Even if you hadnt asked for it Id--- He stopped to do a double take to make sure he saw what he thought he saw. At first he thought maybe shed peed her panties, but no, definitely not. There was no mistaking that luscious scent. For a few seconds he closed his eyes, imagining her forbidden paradise. What if he just fucking ripped those panties off and rammed his cock inside her before he started tanning her ass? Yeah, hed wanted to pound that pussy for years but this was his sister. It was wrong. He thought about his mom and how much it would upset her. Besides, Dawn had no other family and she needed him to be her brother, not some guy who just wanted to get inside her panties. Am I already getting hard again? Jordan wondered. It wasnt like him to get another erection so soon.

Dawn wished her brother would just hurry up. What are you doing? she asked, but she already knew. His hand lingered right there, on top of that big, embarrassing wet spot. She inhaled deeply. Could you please just get on with it? Her begging only made him more horny. Damn it! He cupped his hand and gave her a loud slap. She screamed. Jordan swatted her again. Ill decide when we start. And thats when the answer came to him just get on with it, like she asked. Not because she asked, but because she shouldnt be turned on. She did a bad thing, getting placed on academic probation when one of the reasons her dad even paid for that enormous insurance policy was so his daughter would be well cared for if he passed away. No, spoiled little Dawn deserved this spanking and hed make sure she didnt enjoy one second of it. He drew his hand high up in the air and gave her the hardest slap yet. Dawn gasped and started to cry. Jordan shook his head, summoning his anger - trying to will away his true, lustful urges. He slapped her hard, undeterred by the little yelp she produced. And, I repeat, its gonna be even worse if you flunk out and I have to use my belt on you. Thank God he doesnt know the real reason for this spanking, Dawn thought. She gritted her teeth and steadied herself with her palms against the carpet. Jordan started at the back of her thighs, applying sharp, loud smacks in random order. He usually took time to build up slowly, but not now. She needed to get the message loud and clear that her behavior would not be tolerated. Screaming and sobbing, she regretted her decision to ask him for this. It hurt. He kept his word. It truly was the worst spanking of her life. After making sure her thighs were a sufficient shade of crimson, he ignored the wet spot in her panties and yanked them down, pushing them all the way to her ankles. If she thought that was bad... He brought his cupped hand against her bottom over and over until the whole area that was protected by her panties was just as red as her thighs. She kicked and screamed, but he kept going. He wouldnt let his hard cock or the delicious scent of her pussy stop him. She got exactly what she deserved. When Jordan finished, he wiped his brow and took a deep breath, admiring the work of his hand. She has a few bruises, but shell survive. He ignored his throbbing erection and wasnt concerned about her seeing it when she stood up. He figured she was crying too hard to pay it any attention. He didnt even care if she felt it poking against her. Its not like shed never felt it before. He helped his stepsister stand to her feet and guided her gently toward her bed. At first he sat down, intending to pull her onto his lap, but this was one of those rare occasions when her tender bottom was in too much pain for that. He didnt object when she crawled on top of the bed on her stomach. He just cozied up next to her and held her as she cried.

Fifteen minutes passed before Dawn could speak again. She wiped her face against her pillow and whispered, Thank you, to her stepbrother. He had no idea how much she meant those words. Her guilt had been washed away in those tears. Before he left, Jordan gave her a kiss on the forehead and told her he loved her. He had to stop in her bathroom for a few minutes to take care of himself again before leaving. When he got home he had his own guilt to deal with. He loved her and wanted to protect her, but all he could think about was how much he loved to spank her.

The next day Jordan and Dawn went to Aprils house for their usual Sunday dinner. April invited a co-worker, Shelly, to join them. The kids were both happy to have someone to distract April from their quiet comments and shared looks regarding the spanking. When dinner was over and the dishes washed and put away, Shelly and April sat in the living room, laughing and talking their way through a basic cable movie. They barely noticed when Jordan followed Dawn down to the patio. Whats wrong? he asked, leaning back against the wooden porch railing. Nothing. Dawn stared absently down at her phone. He knew her better than that. No, theres something going on. You keep staring at your phone with a worried look on your face. Shit. Why does he always have to notice everything? Dawn groaned. The day after her spanking, she made the mistake of hooking up again with Trent, the married guy from the bar. She couldnt figure out what made her do it again. He tracked down her cell phone number through one of her friends at the bar and talked her into meeting at a fancy hotel that evening. Maybe she was drawn by the thrill of messing around with a rich, married guy she couldnt have. Deep down, though, she knew her true motivation: the man she really wanted, who shed wanted all these years, was the same man she called brother.' Jordan sat down next to her at the patio table. Are you upset about the spanking? Because you deserved every bit of it. No. She sighed. I know I deserved it. Im not mad at you. She paused to chuckle. Even though I still have a few bruises.

He was pleased with himself, but also alarmed at his dicks sudden reaction. He took a deep breath in an effort to clear his thoughts. Guess I did a pretty good job, then. Oh yeah. For sure. Should I tell him I need another spanking? she asked herself. Surely hed think she was crazy. But her guilt was overwhelming. So was her desire to have her gorgeous brother wail on her naked ass again. He looked better than ever today. It was unseasonably warm, and he wore a tight gray T-shirt, proudly displaying that muscular, tattooed body. His dark blond hair was cut short, giving him a sexy, rugged look that straddled the line between bad boy and responsible big brother. Trent asked why her ass was covered in bruises and she proudly told him, to his horror, that her stepbrother spanked her. It did seem a little awkward this time, dont you think? Jordan asked. What? It took her a moment, but it all came flooding back. The pain of the spanking and her subsequent meeting with Trent made her forget all about those humiliating wet panties. She shrunk down in her chair. Yeah, I guess so-- And just then, her phone received a text message. Trent. She read it and quickly started to push buttons, trying to turn her phone off. Wait. Jordan took it out of her hands. I can tell youre up to something. Hey, thats personal! Dawn lunged for the phone but Jordan was already out of his chair, walking to the other side of the deck. She followed him, almost slipping when her socked feet slipped on a damp spot on the wooden floor. Whos Trent? Jordan asked. And whys he sending you so many messages? She scrambled to regain her balance and ran at Jordan, pawing unsuccessfully at his hands to regain possession of her phone. He raised it higher, out of her reach, as he tried to read the messages. Finally, Dawn took one good swing at the crook of his elbow. It was just enough to catch him off guard, letting the phone slip out of his hands and fly over the railing into the backyard. She sucked in a breath, her pulse racing as she ran across the deck to the narrow stairs that led down to the grass. When Jordan saw her running for the phone, he put his hands on the railing to brace himself, then jumped over the railing into the yard, landing on his knees. He ignored the pain that accompanied his landing and stood up, scanning the grass for the phone, more determined than before to find out why the hell she was so intent on preventing him from seeing those messages. Dawn spotted the little flash of silver in a patch of grass that was a little overgrown and ran as fast as her socked feet would allow. Jordan ran toward her. He reached her as soon as she picked up the phone.

Breathing heavily, Jordan put his hand on her shoulder. Okay Dawn... we can do this the easy way... or.... the hard way.... She was panting as hard as he was. Its none... of.... your business... They both stood there, red-faced, hearts beating rapidly, trying to catch their breath. When she was calm again, she started back toward the deck. Leave me alone. Its private. No, its not private. He took a few steps and stood in front of her, stopping her with a palm against each of her shoulders. Why havent I heard about this Trent guy? Whats the big deal? Dawn shook her head, ducking past him to walk faster through the yard. Shut up and leave me alone. Jordan caught up with her just as she put her foot on the first step to walk back up to the deck. He drew his hand back and gave her bottom a particularly sharp swat. Ouch! She stopped on the steps, rubbing her butt through her sweat pants. That was uncalled for. She looked up at the back door to make sure April wasnt there. Im still bruised from the other day. Whatever. He huffed. If you dont tell me whats going on with you and this Trent guy, Im gonna take you back there, he pointed behind him to the small storage shed at the far end of his mothers backyard, and give you what I gave you the other day. She laughed. No you wont. Not with April here. But I wish you would... Well then, Ill just go get her permission and she and her friendll both come back here and watch. Shit. She pursed her lips. Youre an asshole sometimes. He took a deep breath as he realized he was probably being a bit too rough on her. Sweetie, Im not trying to be mean. Im just worried. Somethings not right and I need to make sure youre okay. Oh really? Dawn was angry, and not because of his harsh treatment. Looking in those intense brown eyes of his only confirmed her biggest fear--after all those years she spent burying her feelings, they were now on the surface, too strong to ignore. You need to make sure Im okay? You know, were not really even related. I find it hard to believe you care so much about me. What? He stared back at her, hurt. How could you even say that to me? You know I think of you as my sister-- Yeah, I know. Tears came to her eyes. But maybe I dont always feel like being your sister. Jordan watched her wipe tears from her cheeks, unsure how to respond. Was she upset about the spanking? What are you talking about?"

She waited for a moment until she could speak without crying. If your mom hadnt married my dad, do you think we might have a different kind of relationship? Oh, Jordan said. I can be so fucking clueless sometimes. He gulped as he looked at his stepsister standing above him on the wooden stairs. His sexy, spankable, precious little stepsister. A girl hed considered off-limits for years, whod given him reasons for what seemed like a million jack-off sessions. Sure, his life may have been easier all this time if hed just given in and fucked her brains out on a regular basis, but he didnt. He wasnt going to be like Tommy Swizer, one of his best friends who constantly bragged in high school that his stepsisters pussy was his for the taking. Dawn deserved better than that, and no matter how much he struggled with those Dawn-induced erections over the years. He was determined to do right by her. She tapped her foot. Well? You gonna say anything or not? She shook her head as tears filled her eyes once more. I think Ill just go say goodbye to April. She turned around and walked up the rest of the stairs. Wait. Jordan followed her. I still need to make sure youre okay. Let me see your phone. She stopped before opening the door. Fuming, she turned around. This? She held the phone at his eye level. This happened out of frustration because I cant have who I really want. Giving him no time to respond, she turned to the door and walked inside. Jordan watched her go through the door. He would have followed her if he had any idea what he was feeling.

Two days later, Jordan knocked hopefully on his sisters front door, freshly showered after a long day at work. She had avoided his calls since Sunday. Dawn looked through the peephole, unsure about letting Jordan inside. She wasnt seeing Trent anymore but Jordan would surely ask about him. And damn, he looked good standing there in that leather jacket. Even through the tiny hole in the door, his chiseled good looks were striking. Why did the sexiest guy shed ever laid eyes on just happen to also be her forthright stepbrother? Mmm... maybe a spanking wouldnt be so bad. She couldnt decide. It usually took her a few weeks to forget about the pain of her last spanking before she was ready for another one. With a deep breath and a heavy heart, she opened the door.

They stared at each other. Neither of them said hello. Jordan arched his eyebrows and gave Dawn a half-smile. She stood at the door wearing her blue sweatpants and tight white T-shirt, trying to maintain her current level of stubbornness. Their stand-off lasted about ten seconds before Jordan pushed his way inside. Wheres your roommate? he asked, wondering how freely they could talk. Gone til late tonight. What are you doing here? Needed to make sure youre okay. You had me really worried on Sunday. Everythings fine. She rolled her eyes. You know, Im not a baby. Im an adult now. He chuckled. An adult? Is that why you let me spank you like a little girl? Her jaw dropped. A little girl? I asked for those spankings." She stood up tall, trying to show her defiance. Like a woman. Again, he chuckled. A woman, huh? He stopped chuckling and stared into her eyes, trying not to let his eyes fall down to her body. Yes, she was indeed all woman, and hed definitely noticed. He felt his cock tighten against his zipper. Uh-huh. Im eighteen. That qualifies. Yeah, I suppose so. Is that the only reason you came over, big brother? She smirked, making her tone as sarcastic as possible. You just wanted to make sure Im okay? Jordan inhaled sharply and rubbed his eyebrows, afraid to answer her question. What? She straightened her back, jutting her pert breasts forward to get his attention. Or maybe it has something to do with that question I asked right before I left on Sunday? He shrugged. Honestly, he didnt know exactly what brought him over here today. Part of him just wanted to see her, but his mind was reeling from that question - If your mom hadnt married my dad, do you think we might have a different kind of relationship? The words were now etched into his memory. Dawn had always turned him on. There was no question about that. What kind of heterosexual guy wouldnt be turned on by the curvy little brunette temptress standing in front of him? It took all the strength he had not to stare at those tits. He always told himself his bodys response to her was just a common physical attraction. Pure animal lust and nothing more. And now, since Sunday, he wondered if hed been lying to himself. So, what is it? she asked. Why wont you tell me? He gulped. I dont know what kind of answer you want from me. The truth. Thats all I want. If I wasnt your stepsister, how would you feel about me?

Now, thats a slightly different question. He grinned. Yeah. She nodded. But only slightly. Aw, shit, Dawn. He looked up at the ceiling, shaking his head. Its not that simple. The fact is, you are my stepsister and it would kill Mom if something happened between us. She thinks of you as her daughter. But how do you think of me? She took another step forward, gazing up at him. As your sister? His eyes met hers. Yes. Oh yeah? She took one last step and leaned slightly forward, pressing her chest into his. Do most brothers dicks get hard for their sister? Jordans heart raced. The breasts hed fantasized about for years were right there, her hard nipples digging into his shirt. But he was too shocked at her question to push her away. Maybe I shouldnt spank you anymore. I couldnt believe how wet you were on Saturday. This arrangement was never healthy for us. Healthy? She snickered. You wanna know whats not healthy? He couldnt control it. The close proximity of her face combined with her body pressing against his made his dick stand at attention. He was embarrassed, but he still couldnt move. Dawn smiled as the evidence of his physical attraction poked her in the stomach. This isnt healthy, Jordan. She reached down and let her fingers graze his jeans, outlining the head of his cock. All this sexual frustration. You might as well give in to it. He pressed his lips together as he fought with himself. It was the same fight hed had with himself for days. Or, hell, maybe years. He let her touch him for a few seconds before pushing her hand away from his crotch. No, Dawn. I cant just give in. Do you not care about Mom at all? And itd probably wreck the relationship you and I have. That means you might not have a brother anymore. Do you realize that? Her eyes filled with tears. Ive never really had a brother. Why do you keep saying that? Do you know how much that hurts me? I made a decision a long time ago to be the best brother I could be to you. Well, nobody ever asked how I felt about that. She sniffled. Its just not fair. Jordan pulled her into an embrace, stepping back and leaning forward, trying to hug her without poking her in the stomach. He cradled the back of her head against his chest. I know, sweetheart. Lifes not always fair. She stayed there, reveling in the scent of his musky cologne and the way his chest cradled her cheek. He always knew how to comfort her. He knew exactly what she needed, whether it was a hug, a compliment... a good, hard spanking... Thats when her anger arose. It was an anger directed at no one in particular, but at the situation life had given her. The perfect guy--the

sexiest, most caring guy in the world who didnt hesitate to give her the spankings she desperately needed--stood right there with his arms wrapped around her, tight. And she couldnt have him. Dawn put her hands against his chest and pushed him away. I cant take this anymore. Cant take what? He grabbed her wrists as she backed away. She shook away from his grasp and turned away, wiping her face with her hands. The torture. Thats what it is. Its torture. Jordan reached forward, trying to turn her around to look at him. Dawn-- Stop! She turned around. Do you know what its like to know the perfect guy but you cant have him? She sobbed, struggling to speak. Not only do I know him but hes right here. In front of me. In my living room. He closed his eyes. It was hard to see her like this. And it was even worse to wonder if maybe she was right. Dawn continued. You wanna know something? That guy, Trent, who kept sending me messages? Jordans eyes sprung open. What about him? Hes married. Okay-- And I fucked him. What? He stared at his crying sister. Why? The first time I was just weak, drunk. Lonely. She inhaled deeply, wiping away her nowdiminishing tears. Her sadness was slowly replaced with an intense anger. But the second time it was because I needed a substitute for you. Shit, Dawn. Cant you just be happy that were friends? And that we have a relationship that wont break up? Isnt that better than having a boyfriend? I dont know. She chuckled sarcastically. Is that what you say to convince yourself its okay to spank your stepsister while you have a raging boner? Jordan sucked his lips in between his teeth, suppressing a swell of anger infused with pent-up sexual desire that suddenly threatened to manifest. She smiled, satisfied with his reaction. She could see his blood boil in his penetrating stare, like everything hed ever felt for her could no longer lie dormant in the deep recesses of his thoughts. She knew she was getting to him, but she wanted him too much to care about the consequences. Yeah, big brother, she said, I think youve been lying to yourself for years. I can see it in your

eyes and, she gestured momentarily at his crotch, I can see it right there between your legs. You wanna fuck me and you wish it was your dick sliding in and out of me instead of his-- Thats it. Thats all Im gonna take from you. Jordan bent down and put his hands behind her knees, lifting her over his shoulder. Dawn shrieked as she looked down at the floor, bent at the waist over her brothers strong, sturdy shoulder. He was taking her down the hall to her bedroom, but what the hell was he going to do with her? Her pussy was soaked in anticipation. The second spanking in less than a week? That deep, hard fucking she wanted only from him? She couldnt possibly hope for both, could she? Jordan entered the bedroom, gritting his teeth as he lifted her from his shoulder. He didnt give in to his first instinct - to throw her down on the bed and rip her clothes off. No, he stood her up on the floor carefully, then turned around to slip his jacket off and sling it across the wooden chest at the foot of her bed. Should he take off his belt? Should he spread her legs open and fuck her senseless? Or should he give her another spanking and turn that beautiful little ass red? I will not give in to my dick, he thought. He turned to face his stepsister, fully aware that his arousal was on full display. Without a word he put his hands around her waist, his fingers inside the fabric, and yanked her sweatpants and panties down in one swoop. Dawn gasped, staring at her brother as she stood there wearing only a T-shirt with her pants and panties at her feet. Are you finally gonna use that thing on me? She gestured to his cock, which now strained against his tight jeans. No. And youre equally lucky Im not gonna use this thing on you. He gave his belt buckle an angry tap. Then he reached behind her, using his muscular, tattooed arm to scoop her toward the bed. She stepped out of her pants and panties as she fumbled along. The next thing she knew, Jordan sat down on the bed, hoisting her across his lap. He didnt care that she could feel his dick jammed against her thigh. The only thing going through his mind was that he wanted to turn that little ass of hers a crimson red. He took a moment to look down at her pasty white skin. There were no bruises left from last weeks spanking. Not that it mattered. She was gonna get it really good today. If he couldnt fuck her, hed at least get to do this. He raised his arm high and used a little more strength than usual to bring his hand against her bottom with a loud whack. Instead of screaming in pain, her usual response to his punishment, she screamed in excitement. It was harder than his spankings of the past. But this time, it felt sexual. She felt her pussy get wetter and wetter the harder he spanked her. The pain she usually felt from his hand peppering her ass with forceful, stinging smacks now turned her on. That pain was pleasure this time, and she was determined not to hide it. Yes! Jordan! she screamed, bucking her mound against the top of his thigh.

He shifted her around, tightening his grip around her waist. Youre not supposed to enjoy this. Smack! Neither are you! She smiled as he gave her three stinging swats in a row, ending with another squeal of pleasure from the back of her throat. Damn it, Dawn. Whats happening to me? Jordan thought as he slapped her ass again. He couldnt control his erection or the strength of his hand. And he didnt want to. Whats wrong, brother? Her yell ended in a loud moan, her entire body heaving along with the force of the spanking. You embarrassed about that hard cock I keep feeling? Jordan gritted his teeth, ignoring her question, bringing his hand down on her backside. I cant believe you fucked some married guy! Uh! She moaned with pleasure Why? You jealous? Shut up! He stung her five times in a row on the back of her right thigh. Youre out of control, little sister. Smack! Failing school. Smack! Hiding shit from me. Smack! Fucking some guy. Smack! Dawn grabbed the comforter with both fists and tried her best to turn around to face him, screaming. I only fucked him because I couldnt have you! Jordan spanked her harder. Shut up! No. I wont shut up. She had to take a deep breath to be able to speak. Its true. That wet pussy you see? It only wants you. Jordan smacked her butt again. Dont say that to me. Its true, brother dear. Fuck me. Smack! Shit, Dawn. Dont do that. Smack! No. She inhaled deeply to get enough breath to scream. Fuck me! He pressed his lips together, getting angrier by the second. Spanking her even harder. Fuck me! she screamed again. No. Im your brother. Quit begging me to fuck you. Smack! Youre not my brother! Tears came to Jordans eyes. That did it, Dawn. He let go of her waist and pushed her up to her feet. What are you doing? Suddenly, her entire body felt flushed and she started to cry, like the pain from the spanking and his rejection had waited until just then to take root.

Jordan stood beside her. Im gonna give you what I shouldve given you on Saturday. He reached down to unfasten his belt buckle. Her mouth hung open and she stood there, looking up at him through a blur of tears. Youre really gonna use that on me? Yes. He quickly pulled off his belt and doubled it up in his hands. And I promise, its gonna hurt. He stood beside her with his hand on her shoulder, staring down at her watery blue eyes, too angry to feel any sympathy. He drew the belt up in the air and brought it hard against the back of her thighs. Ow! Dawn gritted her teeth, looking in her brothers eyes as she wiped her tears away. Thats one. He smirked. Heres two. Again, he slapped the leather belt against her bare skin, a little higher now, where her thighs met her ass. Shit! She cried, never breaking eye contact with her stepbrother. Three. Jordan whipped her with the belt harder this time, making her lurch forward. Dawn yelped, glaring at her brother as she wiped tears from her face. Why are you doing this? She sniffled. Why do you want to hurt me so bad? You deserve this, Dawn. He brought the belt against the fullest part of her ass, making her yelp again. And you know it. She nodded as tears streamed down her face. Yeah. I know. But thats not why youre whipping me. You, she paused for another breath, just wanna hurt me. I can tell. Jordan swung the belt against her skin, which was now covered in welts. No, you need this. No, brother. She breathed slowly, barely able to continue speaking through her tears. What I need is for you to put that big cock to use. She stared down at his crotch. You know, the thing thats about to explode inside your pants? Damn it, girl. You dont know what youre doing to me." She used the back of her hand against her tears. I cant help it. Im soaking wet for you. Fuck me. Just fuck me." He held the belt in mid-air, gritting his teeth. I told you before. Stop begging me to fuck you. I cant, Jordan. The ache in my pussy hurts more than the whipping." Her voice was breathless. I need you so bad. Shut your fucking mouth! Im trying to be a good guy here. Cant you see that? He glared at her, his face now red. I just want whats best for you and you dont make it easy."

Maybe whats best for me is you. And not as a brother, Jordan. She shook her head as she blinked against tears, unsure if she was angry or sad. You know what I want. Just fuck me. He rolled his eyes and swung the belt against her ass. She stared back at him with no reaction. Dawn moaned. Fuck me, Jordan. Please. She sniffled. Just fuck me. No! We both want it. Why are you fighting me? Because, he hit the back of her thighs with the belt again, I love you too much to use you like that. Use me, Jordan, Dawn whispered. She reached out to cup the bulge in her gorgeous stepbrothers jeans. You can love me and use me at the same time. He pushed her hand away. Anger flashed across his face. Damn it, he liked the way she touched him. You dont know what youre doing, little sister. Yes, I do. I know exactly what Im doing because I know exactly what I want. I want you. Jordan groaned. What the fuck am I gonna do with you? He drew the belt up in the air, staring in her eyes. She winced, expecting the belt to hit harder than ever. Her eyes widened when she heard it land on the floor. He shook his head, licked his lips and put his hand on her shoulder. Then he spanked her with his hand, quickly, ten times in a row. Ouch! Dawn winced and gritted her teeth against the pain. This, so far, was the most painful part of her spanking. After the tenth smack, he pushed her away to unbutton his jeans. Im doing something I shouldve done a long time ago. And Ill probably regret it the rest of my life. Dawn was too preoccupied to notice what he was doing. She was busy crying and rubbing out the sting left by his hand against her butt. And suddenly, her shirt was lifted from her waist, along her arms, then over her wrists. Huh? After the T-shirt passed in front of her eyes, she blinked a few times to make sure it wasnt just her imagination. Her sexy-as-hell stepbrother stood in front of her, scowling. And completely naked. Her mouth hung open as she took in the sight of his gorgeous body, letting her eyes quickly work their way down. Wow." Jordan sighed and reached behind her to unfasten her bra, which she pulled off immediately.

The next thing she knew, his hand was under her arm, pulling her along to the bed in the same fashion he often used to haul her to the bedroom for a spanking. He didnt speak. At the side of the bed he turned her around. Their eyes met for a split second before he pushed her backwards. She sucked in a breath as her tender bottom landed against her comforter. Damn it! That hurts! Jordan half-laughed. Good. He kept his feet on the floor and grabbed her ankles, drawing them up in the air and spreading them apart. He pulled her toward him just a little to get her in the right position, making her gasp again. Consider it part of your punishment. Dawn gazed up at her stepbrothers rock-hard abs, then his chest. She was about to make a comment about his tattoos when she noticed his narrowed brown eyes staring down at her. Dawn. He pressed his lips together, struggling with his decision, but he was too far gone to back out. He stood at the edge of the bed as her beautiful young body lay in front of him, her ankles clenched in his hands. The tip of his stiff cock was right there at her opening, feeling her wetness flowing out. This changes everything. Well never go back to the way things were. Do you realize that? She simply nodded, looking up at him through a thin layer of tears. It didnt matter to her if everything changed between them. This felt right to her. This was what shed wanted all along. Okay. Jordan sighed, angry at himself for what he was about to do. Those thoughts of giving her a good fucking after a spanking were fantasies hed learned to tuck safely away in his mind. For once, instead of taking care of his need in the bathroom by himself, he was letting himself give in. And there was no turning back. With her legs straight up in the air, Jordan tightened his grip on her ankles and spread them apart a little further. And then, gently, he leaned in, closing his eyes as the head of his cock slipped inside her, not moving. Oh! Dawns head rolled back. Her thighs shuddered as the ache inside her eased a little. Then she raised her head, looking up at him with disappointment. What? Youre gonna push it all the way in, right? He smiled. Yes, Dawn. I just cant believe Im about to do this. Dont feel bad, big brother. Just fuck me as hard as you spanked me. Oh, I will. Jordan stared in her deep blue eyes, licking his lips. And soon Im gonna give you another spanking for talking so dirty to your big brother. Their eyes locked. Again, he took in the vision before him. Long, dark hair spilled perfectly all around the pretty face of his stepsister--the girl hed dreamed about for years. And now, he was finally inside her. It was a moment hed remember for the rest of his life. He couldnt wait any longer. He pulled out of her completely, then used all of his strength to slam his hips against hers, filling her pussy at once, and staying there.

Yes! Dawn screamed. She closed her eyes, memorizing the way he felt inside her. It was better than shed ever imagined. See? All the way in just like you wanted. She giggled. Thanks. Youre welcome. Something broke loose inside Jordan. Her tight, warm pussy was exactly where he wanted to be. It was thrilling and comforting all at once, like coming home to the most exciting feeling in the entire world. Yeah, he was gonna fuck this girl, all right. She wasnt his stepsister anymore. She was the sexy brunette he was going to pound to pieces. Jordan started out slow, holding her legs in the air as he stood there, leaning in gently with his hips. But that soon changed. The desire hed hidden away for so long suddenly flood his consciousness. He thought about all the times hed spanked her, watching her beautiful ass turn red, hearing the sound of his hand crashing against her flesh over and over. He couldnt control himself. Soon, his hips moved faster and his cock plunged deeper until Dawn was screaming his name over and over again. Yes! Jordan! Dawns knees were bent, and only inches away from her ears. Her stepbrothers hands were behind them, squeezing them as he hunched forward, assaulting her pussy with his powerful cock. She loved the way his thighs hit her freshly-spanked bottom with each stroke. Pain and pleasure were the same to her now. Oh... Dawn... He struggled to speak as he looked down into her eyes, breathing heavily. It wasnt long before he was dripping with sweat, but he couldnt stop. He wanted to fuck her harder than ever, and thats what he did. Dawn felt the orgasm build between her thighs. It wasnt like her to be able to get off with just penetration, but this was no ordinary fuck. This was Jordan. The combination of his spanking and fucking drove her arousal to an all-new level. She writhed beneath him, moving her hips only slightly until his dick touched her in just the right spot. Jordan was the first to come, followed immediately by Dawn. He screamed her name as he felt himself erupt deep inside her. The wails and moans that came from Dawn only made his orgasm stronger. He couldnt believe how good it felt to get off inside her. Soon after, they lay next to each other, both panting hard as they caught their breath. Dawn was still trying to calm down when Jordan pulled her in for a kiss.She curled up to him and put her arm around his sweaty back, smiling as she returned his kiss. After a few minutes of making out, he broke the kiss and pulled away slightly. Sorry, he said. I shouldve kissed you before we got started. She beamed, stroking the side of his face with her fingertips. Thats okay. I waited that long. I could wait a while longer. He chuckled as he cradled the back of her head. I hate to ask this, but please tell me youre on birth control.

Dawn shriveled down against the bed. Uh... I was on birth control... Damn it. Jordan grimaced. Why didnt you tell me? Its okay, really. She nodded with enthusiasm. I know my cycle. A week ago we mightve been in trouble. And Im really careful... usually." He sighed, thinking about Trent. Like, recently? Yes. She frowned, knowing exactly what he meant. Then she reached down and laced her fingers in his. I cant think of another time when Ive gotten that carried away. That was definitely a first. He was just about to kiss her again when her alarm clock went off. Dawn rolled her eyes and crawled up the bedspread to the nightstand. Sorry. She turned off the clock. Its a reminder to feed the neighbors cats before it gets too late. Theyre out of town. He grinned, admiring her gorgeous ass covered in welts. He knew it shouldnt turn him on, but it did. And then, his attention turned to something he noticed out of the corner of his eye. He propped himself up on his arm to get a closer look. It was a small plaque among many on the wall above Dawns bed. But this was one he remembered too well. April had given to her as one of many graduation presents. It said Daughter at the top, above a quote he couldnt read from so far away. He looked around the room and saw a few pictures of Dawn with April, or with him, or with both of them. Thats when the spell was broken. Jordan stood up to find his clothes just as she was crawling back into place beside him. What? She sat up. Youre not leaving, are you? Yes. He shook his head, pulling his pants up, unable to look in her eyes. This was a mistake. No! Dawn instantly started to cry. This wasnt a mistake. She sighed. Damn it, I knew youd do this. She got up and tried to pull his shirt out of his hands. He yanked it away from her grasp. A few tears came to his eyes when he saw how desperate she was to keep him there. Put your clothes back on, he whispered. Dawn stood in front of him. Please talk to me. Dont just leave me like this. He slid his shirt over his arms, looking anywhere but at her. What? she asked. We cant just pretend nothing happened. Jordans eyebrows shot up. You think I dont know that? He stared in her eyes. This was a mistake, Dawn. A big one. Why? She cried as she tugged at his leather jacket It doesnt have to be a bad thing. So what? We slept together. People do it all the time."

He grabbed her arm and looked down into her eyes. Youre my stepsister. My mom thinks of you as a daughter. She gulped. But how do you think of me?

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