Hi lovelies! I bring you chapter two of Lena and Milo's story. I hope you enjoy it! Chapter three should be out soon.
Xoxo, Cede
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Ever since we went swimming two weeks ago, Milo has ignored me. If there is a chance we might be alone in a room together, he leaves. He practically lives at Lucy’s house now.
I know he’s fucking her. God, she’s such a slut. I wish I was her...
At first, I was heart broken. Milo had ripped my beating heart out of my chest and squashed it with his bare hands. Why didn't he love me? Why didn't he want me? My self pity lasted almost a week.
Then I got angry, and knew I needed to come up with a plan. I knew I couldn't make Milo jealous by using another guy, plus, the thought of another guy touching me or fucking me made me want to throw up Anyways, I wanted Milo to be my first time.
So, my next plan of action was to break him and Lucy up. School was out, and anyways, Milo had graduated back in June. Lucy was my age, and would be a senior in the fall. That crossed trying to spread a rumor about her again off the list, too.
Fuck. I was running out of ideas.
Suddenly, I heard the garage door slam. I looked up from my spot of the couch to see Milo stalking out of the kitchen. He looked pissed.
“What’s wrong? You finally catch Juicy Lucy with another guy?”
Milo glared at me. “Shut up, Lena!”
I jumped up, my phone falling off my lap. “Ohh! You did!” Thank you God! “Was it Marc Newman like the rumor at school said?”
Milo ignored me and stomped up the stairs. I follow quickly behind him when he spun around sharply. I bumped in to him, my boobs pressing against his sun darkend arm. “Leave me the fuck alone Lena! I’m not going to talk to you about Lucy, and there is no way in hell I'm going to let you in my room alone.”
I rolled my eyes. And they say teen girls are melodramatic.
I chased after him, but he still beat me, slamming his bedroom door in my face. I heard the lock click in place, not that it could keep me out. It was just a matter of sticking a straightened bobby pin in the tiny hole, and pressing the button. It took me a matter of seconds to remove a pin from my hair and have his door swinging open.
“Get out Lena!” Milo grumbled. “Leave me the fuck alone.”
Milo was laying face down on his bed, his pillow over his head. As usual, his room was a disaster zone. Dirty dishes and empty water bottles littered the floor beside his bed. The sheets were barely hanging on to the mattress, and there was a pair of girls panties hanging from the knob on his nightstand.
Those were my undies!
I marched over and grabbed the cotten underware holding them up. They were definitely mine. And ew, they were crusty, too.
“Why do you have a pair of my panties in your room?” I asked, holding up the evidence. “And why are they crusty?”
Milo sat up, alert, and tried to snatch the panties out of my hand. “They’re Lucy’s.”
“No, I’m pretty sure they’re mine.” I held them out of his reach. “And you jacked off in them, didn't you?” A smug grin spread across my face. This was proof. He wanted me just as much as I wanted him.
Milo reached over me, trying to grab them out of my hands. I stayed one step ahead of him, keeping the undies just out of his reach. He tried to pin me against his dresser, but I squirmed away. I dangled the dried cum filled panties in the air.
“Does big brother love his little sister,” I mocked in a baby voice. “Big brother wants to fuck baby sister, doesn't he?”
Milo lunged at me, knocking me onto his bed. The weight of his body pressed into me, and he grabbed my wrists, trying to restrain me. His hips pressed against mine, and my boobs were smushed under his torso. I wiggled my hips to get a reaction out of him.
“You don't have to fantasize about me when you jack off, you know,” I whispered in his ear. “I'm right here, waiting for you.”
Milo rolled off of me. “Get out!” He shouted, pointing at the door.
I didn't make a move to leave. I propped myself up on my elbows and watched him. I could see his bulge, it didn't lie about what he wanted. Milo wanted me, he just had to get over himself.
“I’m not leaving,” I replied.
“I'm trying to stop us from making a god damned mistake, Lena. One we can't take back.” He pinch the bridge of his nose.
I sat up. “It wouldn't be a mistake,” I promised. Grabbing the hem of my shirt, I pulled it over my head. Milo swallowed hard as I reached behind me to unclasp my bra. “We both know we want this.”
Dropping down off the bed to my knees, I crawled over to my brother. With nimblr fingers, I unbuttoned his fly and pulled down the zipper. I bit my lip and looked up into my brothers eyes, the same eyes I had.
“I won't be able to stop,” he said, his hands pulling my hair back from my face.
“I don't want to stop.” I tugged his pants down, and he stepped out of them. Standing there in his boxers, I could see his erection tenting towards me. I grabbed his cock through his through the thin fabric. I could feel his burning heat.
“Lena,” he murmured as I pulled the waistband down, and his cock sprung out at me. He quickly kicked off his boxers, and I leaned into his crotch. My tongue licked the length of him and I circled around the bulbous tip before taking him into my mouth. Milo groaned and I took him deeper.
I’d given guys blow jobs before, but hadn't really enjoyed it. It felt like too much work for me, and all reward for him. But with Milo, it was different. My nipples tightened, and I could feel my wetness seeping out of my pussy. I clenched my vaginal muscles, sending shivers up my spine.
Milo held onto my hair, collecting the straightened strands between his hands. I bobbed my head up and down, and his hips began to jerk. While I jacked him with my hand, I backed off until only the tip of his cock was between my lips. I swirled my tongue around the head paying close attention to the sensitive spot underneath it. His hips bucked harder, and I hollowed my checks to let him mouth fuck me.
“Fucking God, Lena. You’re mouth feels so good.” He rammed himself against the back of my throat and I gagged. Milo groaned and it seemed to excite him even more.
Saliva and pre-cum leaked from the sides of my mouth. Finally, he slowed down some, and I was able to resume my sucking. I looked up at my big brother, meeting his gaze. Rapture glazed his eyes, and I decided to try and take all of him.
It was a mistake, and I started gagging, my throat muscles convulsing around his thick cock. This set him off, and with a grunt he moaned, “I’m cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming.”
Shot after shot of hot cum squirted into my mouth. I had never let a guy cum in mouth before and the texture was strange. I held his deposit on my tongue as he pulled out of my mouth. I held it open for him to see the prize he had left me before swallowing it.
“Fuck that felt amazing,” he managed, and flopped back onto his bed. I climbed up beside him, resting my head in the crock of his arm. “Fucking God, Lena.” Absentmindedly, he petted my hair.
“I want you to be my first,” I told him.
Milo’s brow creased. “Fuck, you’re a virgin? I thought you slept with Chase?”
I shook my head, and climbed on top of him. The crotch of my shorts rubbed enticingly on my clit. I wanted them off so I could be skin to skin with Milo. “I've been holding out for you.”
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