For the first time in weeks, Maddy slept soundly. A warm satisfaction wrapped around her like a blanket, as if everything in the world was going to be alright.
BANG. BANG. BANG.
Maddy shot straight up in her bed, eyes wide. The morning sunlight framed her pert breasts as her mind rushed back to consciousness. A shadow loomed beneath her door—someone was knocking.
Throwing on an oversized t-shirt, Maddy scrambled to answer, her mind racing with possibilities. Was it Elliot? Had he come to indulge his incestuous lust? Was he here to get a desperate glimpse of her in revealing clothing? But Maddy’s face fell when she opened the door to see none other than her mother, Eleanor.
Eleanor was the picture of fitness. Wearing tight sweatpants and a crop top, the mom was fully prepared for her morning run. The top she wore couldn’t help but draw attention to her bust, which was larger than Maddy’s by far. Eleanor worked hard to keep her body toned and tight, such that a passerby might mistake her for Maddy if they weren’t looking too closely. Today, Eleanor wore a stern look of disapproval, her arms crossed beneath her bosom, squeezing her breasts forward so much that Maddy thought they might escape from her top.
“I got a call from your coach last night.” Eleanor’s brow furrowed, looking Maddy up and down. “She said yesterday didn’t go so well.” Her voice was hard. She put a lot of stock in the successes of her daughter.
“I just wasn’t focused,” Maddy replied.
“Don’t let it happen again,” Eleanor snapped. “You have a responsibility as a leader.” Maddy’s heart sank. Never before had her libido gotten in the way of her responsibilities. But now… Something about Elliot pervaded her every waking thought. Even now, with her mom standing in front of her, Maddy couldn’t help but picture Elliot’s hard, cum-covered cock…
“Madeline Owens! Are you listening to me?” Maddy’s eyes snapped back to meet Eleanor’s. She’d been staring off into space.
“Yes, mom. I’ll do better, I promise,” Maddy said, downtrodden.
“Actions speak louder than words, honey.” Eleanor glanced at her watch. “It’s time for me to go. Your father is at the golf club today. Try to use today productively, m’kay?” Maddy nodded sullenly. “Oh, and hon,” Eleanor continued. “See if you can get your brother to do something worthwhile today?”
And with that, Maddy was left alone in a house with Elliot once again.
*****
After a shower, Maddy changed into her schoolgirl uniform. She chose a pair of white cotton panties and forwent leggings entirely. Maddy also omitted a bra, instead wearing her white dress shirt with the top two buttons strategically undone. She admired herself in the mirror, tracing a finger down her chest and towards the modest cleavage that showed.
Downstairs, noises sounded from the TV. Elliot was awake.
Maddy smiled at her reflection, appreciating the curves she had. A renewed confidence had energized her since last night. She knew that her body could drive Elliot crazy, if only she could press the right buttons.
Practically skipping downstairs, Maddy stopped short at the sight of Elliot lounging on the couch. He wore the laziest of Sunday outfits, a faded graphic tee and gray sweatpants. Maddy couldn’t help but bite her lip as she caught the very visible outline of his cock against his sweatpants. It was like he was trying to tease her.
“Mom said you have to get off your lazy ass today.” Maddy smirked.
“Fuck off, Maddy.” Elliot rolled his eyes and turned up the volume on the TV.
“Uh, fuck you! Don’t you have homework to do?” Maddy grimaced. Elliot could be an annoying little shit for how hot he was. Elliot just responded by further turning up the volume.
“Elliot.” Maddy moved to block Elliot’s line of sight to the TV. She crossed her arms beneath her breasts, squishing them together.
“Come on,” Elliot’s voice was edged with annoyance. “Stop being such a bitch.” He turned up the TV even higher, blaring it behind Maddy.
“Give me that!” Maddy lunged towards Elliot, throwing herself across him in an attempt to snatch the remote from his grasp. Rage coursed through her body, igniting her senses. Every part of her wanted to jump Elliot’s bones right then and there. All the anger and frustration and unreasonable expectations placed on her - it would feel so good to take all that out on his hard cock.
Maddy became very aware of her boobs pressed up against Elliot’s chest as her finger tips stretched out. She was practically straddling her brother as she fought to grab his arm. But Elliot held the remote behind him, his long arms keeping the item just out of reach.
It felt heavenly to be so close to Elliot. Maddy could feel the warmth radiating between them as her chest pressed against Elliot. She strained further, causing her shirt to tighten around her figure. With the top of her shirt unbuttoned, Elliot had an unobstructed view of her perfect tits.
“Give it up, sis!” Elliot yelled as Maddy pressed even closer against him.
“Ughhh!” Maddy released the tension in her body, and sat back on Elliot’s lap. There, pressed against her naked thigh, was a rapidly growing hardness in Elliot’s sweats.
“Now gerroff me!” Elliot tried to shove Maddy off of him, but Maddy was ready. She hooked her arms around his shoulders and used her momentum to pull Elliot back with her. Together, they tumbled onto the floor with Maddy on her back.
Not wanting to give Elliot the upperhand, Maddy locked her legs around Elliot’s waist and used all of her core strength to push Elliot over. Caught by surprise, Elliot was forced onto his back with Maddy sitting triumphantly on top of him.
Maddy’s skirt covered the area where Elliot’s crotch met Maddy’s groin. But she could feel her brother's dick, already so stiff beneath her skirt. The only thing that separated his penis from her soft skin was Elliot’s thin gray sweatpants.
“Fucking hell, Maddy,” Elliot groaned. Make that noise again baby brother. Maddy felt her panties moisten. “Get the hell off of me!”
“Oh, come on bro.” Maddy bit her lip playfully. Above Elliot’s head she swung the remote control back and forth. Somehow the device had swapped ownership during the scuffle. “Are you just gonna admit defeat?” Maddy felt like there was a furnace of desire between her legs. She was keenly aware of Elliot’s now rock-hard cock trapped beneath her thigh. It would just take a little movement to…
Elliot half-heartedly tried to snatch the remote. Maddy yanked it out of reach, taking advantage of the movement to adjust her seat on Elliot, landing her crotch directly on Elliot’s throbbing cockhead. Maddy had to fight not to roll her eyes back in her head and moan. It took every fiber of her being not to grind her pussy lips against the length of his shaft while she devoured his lips.
Instead, Maddy leaned forward, using the adjustment to press her clit against the head of Elliot’s cock. Maddy’s eyes fluttered in pleasure, but she remained in her disciplined composure. She placed a pointed finger on Elliot’s chest. He was breathing ragged gasps beneath her, ostensibly from the sudden physical exertion of wrestling, but Maddy knew the real reason why. His normally clear green eyes were cloudy with lust. And Maddy could swear that his pelvis was minutely thrusting against Maddy’s crotch.
“You might be so much bigger now…” Maddy whispered, letting her voice linger on the word ‘bigger.’ “But I can still beat your ass in a fight.” Maddy’s fingers curled into a fist around Elliot’s t-shirt. God, she could feel his cockhead twitching with desire as she spoke. Her pussy was on fucking fire. Her nipples were hard and very visible through the fabric of The translucent dress shirt. In that moment, Maddy wanted nothing more than to abandon all pretenses and ride her brother into oblivion.
But Maddy was made of sterner stuff than that. With a wicked grin, Maddy bounced up off Elliot. She made sure to stand where Elliot could get just the barest glimpse of her panties. All seven inches of Elliot’s shaft were clearly visible, stretching his sweatpants into a pitched tent. But Maddy kept her eyes fixed on Elliot’s upper half, pretending that she didn’t notice.
“Mine now. You can have it back when you actually get some shit done.” Maddy wiggled the remote once again in victory. With that, Maddy skipped away up the stairs. She could feel Elliot’s stare boring into her as she left. Look at my sweet juicy ass bro.
Victory.
Upstairs, Maddy slammed her bedroom door behind her and immediately jammed her fingers into her sopping wet cunt. She arched her back against the wood paneling - her mouth forming a silent moan. Maddy had never been so close to her brother before. Never before had she been so intimately aware of his arousal. The memory of his hardness twitching between her legs made her squirm with pleasure.
She sank to the floor, knees spread. Maddy’s fingers worked double time on her clit. Her other hand went up to pinch her hard nipples, yanking and teasing them. She bucked her hips, humping her own hand with a feverish intensity. The close contact with her brother’s manhood had only put more fuel on the flame of her desire, and now it was as if nothing could quench that fire.
Frustrated, Maddy went to her closet for help. Every inch of her body buzzed with arousal. The length of cock that she had oh-so-briefly rubbed against her clit downstairs was transfixed in her mind. Maddy wanted it inside her. She wanted to take the full length of her brother’s cock and ride it up and down until it filled her up completely. Maddy wanted to squeeze herself around Elliot’s cock and tighten around him until he lost control and cummed wildly inside her. Fuck, that was too fucking hot.