“No,” I say as I yank my arm away. “You don’t communicate with me, I don’t communicate with you. I can go out and see or do whatever I want. You’re my brother. That’s it.”
“You’re going to meet up with someone. Aren’t you?” he asks with aggravation in his tone.
“Yes. Worried someone can fuck me better,brother?” I say with an attitude. “Don’t wait up.” I turn and walk away before he can grab me again and get into my car.
I pull my car into a spot and there are a few others in the lot. I am excited for whatever is about to happen. Although, knowing my luck he’s going to suck and I’ll be bored. I get out of the car and take my lanyard with my keys before putting my phone in my bra and walking over to the picnic tables. It is nearly pitch blackoutside but I still see a figure approaching from the side of the lot. He is tall and fit. He looks athletic but not as defined as Cory. That’s a bit fucked up that I am immediately comparing him to my brother.
As he gets closer I can see he’s wearing a full-face skull mask and I can’t help but smile. I don’t say anything as he stops in front of me. When he puts his hand on my hip, I put my hand on his chest and push him back a half step.
“Codeword, sir,” I say.
“Pineapple,” he says. “Good girl. Thought I’d have to punish you for that.” His voice is husky and not at all familiar.
“I take it back then,” I say with a grin.
“Yeah? You want me to punish you?” he asks. “Who are we trying to forget?”
“Someone who I wasn’t supposed to be fucking in the first place,” I say. “I think I accidentally caught feelings, but he stomped all over them then he made plans not involving me even though he was never mine to make plans with.”
“Does he know you’re mad at him?” he asks as he pushes me back against the table and slides his hand up my thigh to my pussy. “Fuck, you’re wet.”
“Stranger danger is hot, apparently,” I say and he laughs before turning me to the table. He positions me so that my hands are on the edge of the table and I am bent slightly. I see Cory’s car as clear as day beside mine and he is leaning against the rear bumper looking at me. “Yeah… I should warn you of something.”
“That guy by your car is him, isn’t he?” he asks as I hear him open the condom.
“Yeah. He won’t come over here. Not until you leave at least,” I say.
“Are you safe with him?” he asks.
“Yeah. He won’t hurt me. Can I admit something and not get shamed by a stranger?”
“You can. I’ve done some fucked up shit, so I have no room to judge,” he says. I feel him at the entrance to my pussy and he’s big, but nothing like Cory.
“He’s my older brother,” I say quietly. “We fucked on accident at a masked party not knowing who each other was, but then we just kept doing it.”
“Wanna know something?” he asks as he pulls my dress up.
“Why not,” I laugh. He grabs a hold of my underwear and pulls them down my thighs.
“If you were my sister, I’d wanna fuck you too,” he says.
“That’s the creepiest but sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me,” I laugh. He chuckles and slowly fills me with his cock.
“Let’s make your big brother jealous then, huh?” he says.
“Fuck,” I groan. “Fuck me like you hate me then.”
He grunts before gripping my waist and surging into me. I hold onto the table as he fucks me hard and fast. I am dead-locked in a staring competition with my brother, but I can’t and won’t stop moaning. I thought I’d have to fake the moans, but they spill out of me naturally.
“Fuck, no wonder he kept coming back for more,” the man groans. He wraps his hand around my throat and pulls me back against him. My back is arched dramatically allowing him to push deep.
It’s weaker than I got used to with Cory, but a climax builds. I can’t help but wish that it was Cory inside of me. Just the thought of him heightens my pleasure and forces me into an orgasm. The man grunts and groans through his orgasm before pulling out of me.
“Cory is going to be real pissed off that you let his best friend hit it,” he says, kissing my cheek. It suddenly hits me. I do recognize the voice. I just haven’t heard it in person in a few years.
“Fuck, Jason,” I sigh. He throws his hand up before fixing my clothing. “I should have fucking known he was looking at my stuff.”
“Yeah. He saw your profile the moment you posted it,” he says as he turns me to face him before looking my body up and down. “You are a surprising little thing.”