All characters and events in this story are completely fictional of my own creation. Any similarity to real events or people is purely coincidence. All characters in this story are over the age of 18. I am not a professional nor even an amateur writer. Please remember this when reading. Positive comments about storyline are welcome.
I glance at their badges but stare at their guns. It makes me feel very uneasy. I almost freeze up.
“Jason these two gentleman are detectives and have some questions for you. I’ll give you the space of my office.” He says as he comes round away from his desk. “If you need anything else please don’t hesitate to call.”
“Thank you Mr Bowman” one of them said as both in turn shakes hands with him before he takes his leave. Patting me on the shoulder in the process.
“Mr Holmes, my name is detective Armstrong and this is detective Martinez. We just have a few questions for you. Please sit.” He offers me one of the chairs and I don’t resist. I take my seat.
“Mr Holmes, how long have you known Mr Smith?” Armstrong asks. I’m guessing he will be the one to ask the questions. I don’t sense a good cop bad cop vibe though.
“I’ve known him for maybe ten years or so. Just from working here at Bowman and bowman. He had started the year before I did and taught me most of what I know.
“So you’ve known him a while then, how would you describe him as a person?”
“Nice guy but can be a bit arrogant. I can see how people can’t take to him though but that’s just his personality.”
“Ah ha, you say arrogant, would you say boastful? Did he like to parade his achievements?” I could tell were this was leading but I can only defend what I know.
“Yes he liked to show off his achievements and wins out in the open. He wasn’t a bad guy for that like he didn’t throw it in anyone’s face. He was just proud of his work.” He was a proud guy and like Bowman said, he did make the company a fair bit of money.
“Did you ever socialise with him out with work?”
“Yes on occasion we, along with other colleagues would go out for food or drinks after work. It was a good way to bond as a group.”
“I believe you were out socialising with Mr Smith on the following date…” he rattled off the date, time and location. They knew I was there, it wasn’t like I was going to lie anyway.
“Yes, he and I along with an other colleague attended a soft opening at one of Fletchers friends new places.”
“How was Mr Smith that evening?” Armstrong had been asking all the questions as Martinez had been taking notes.
“Seemed like his normal self.” I shrug, he did seem normal.
“What was his normal self exactly?”
“Um, I woukd say an extra bounce in his step. Giving off a sense of confidence due to a good mood.” I didn’t want to go into too much detail that his normal self was acting like he had the biggest cock and balls in the group.
“Describe to me how Mr Smith was later that evening. Was he intoxicated?”
“Yes he was, we all were. We had many drinks that night.”
“Are you aware of Mr Smith taking any illegal substances?”
“Drugs? No!” I have known Fletcher to take drugs, hell ive even done them myself but I’m not convinced he did that night. He may have done it when we all split up.
“When was the last time you saw him that night?”
“Can’t remember the time for sure but maybe around ten.”
“We don’t have footage of Mr Smith leaving the establishment until the next morning where we tracked him straight to this building. Did he mention or allude to where he had been?” This was it, the truth will very much go against Fletcher but I can’t lie. I can’t say I owe that much to lie to the police.
“He told me that he hadn’t been home and stayed to party with the owner and some girls.” At the mention of the end, the detectives eyebrows rose.
“I see, did he mention any names?”
“No, I only know that the owner was Hugo.
“Mhmm, what if I was to tell you that Mr Santino, or Hugo as you know him was found dead later that day?”
“Hugo dead?? Are you suggesting that Fletcher was involved.”
“We can’t say for sure but Mr Smith is considered a suspect.”
“As well as a named suspect in a rape allegation.” Martinez adds.
“What the fuck!” I breath.
“Yes all very disturbing and worrying Mr Holmes.” Armstrong nods. “May I ask you where you were in the night in question?” If they’ve already watched the cctv footage then they probably know what I was doing but again not going to lie.
“I went home with girl that night…”
“Do you have any details for her?” Martinez’s asks.
“I don’t sorry, to be honest I don’t even know her name…” Hope that didn’t shed me in any bad light. Although you cant do anything wrong with that.
“Ok, well I think that’s all. Unless my partner has anything?” Armstrong looks to his partner who shakes his head.
“Thank you for you time Mr Holmes” he extends his had and he stands up. I shake his hand and then the other detectives in turn.
I take the sense of handing them a business card of mine and tell them to contact me if they need me for anything else. They thank me again and I take my leave.
“Fletcher what the fuck have you done?” I mutter to myself as I head back to the room I left Danielle in. I find her huddled in one of the chairs, quite visibly upset.
She springs up when she sees me and wipes her face.
“Danielle are you ok?”
“I’m fine sir… Jason, I’m fine!” I took the hint from her tone not to push it any further.
“Okay, we can get back to work but I just want to say you can always talk to me!” I offer her the open door to talk and share when she wants and is ready.
“Thank you” she smiles and nods at me.
Danielle and I beast the day and manage to get some accounts and deals sorted much to the delight of the customer and Mr Bowman. By the end of the day we’ve dealt with almost all of Fletchers old work load and made good headway with my own that was slowly piling up.
We get away at a good time and I find myself getting a little giddy to get home and see Bridget.
When I get back to my apartment she’s not there.
“Bridget?” I call out.
“In here!” She calls out, sounds from my bedroom.
I head for my bedroom and push the door open that was slightly ajar. I was not ready for the site that greets me. My sister is laying on the bed in a very sexy red lingerie set with black heels on. Her hair and make up have clearly been done to add to her beauty.
“Bridget…” I’m lost for words. My blood being drawn to my rapidly hardening cock and not my brain for normal functions.
“I need you!” She says to me as she turns herself around onto her hands and knees.
“I wanted to sleep away from you to resist you. I lied last night, I slept with a random guy from my page who paid me. It didn’t help my urges for you, it made them worse. I need you. I need your hard cock. I need you to fuck me!” She says it with such hunger.
I can’t deny the pain of hurt that hits my gut that she slept with someone else and lied. We aren’t a couple or anything, there was jealously and how dare someone else fuck her. However she is her own woman and now she’s begging me to fuck her.
“Bridget, holy fuck.” I gasp again, taking more of her in. I genuinely think I’m going to cum the second she touches me.
“Enough talk, give me that cock.” She growls.
I step forward and she quickly grabs at my belt buckle. Her fingers work at a fast pace and the moment my cock is freed, her mouth engulfs it. She moans instantly as she inhales my hard cock.
“Fuck…” I groan.
There’s a hunger too Bridget. She very enthusiastically sucks my cock as she moans louder than ever before. She was sucking it like a porn star, noise and sloppy. It was fucking hot.
My cock was throbbing in her mouth but I had an idea. A want.
“Bridget…. Lie back on the bed!” I tell her.
“Yesss” she purrs as she lets go of my cock, as she sits up a little I force myself on her. Pushing her back and hooking my arms under her legs. Bridget is pretty light so I lift her and place her further up as I come to rest between her legs.
“Oh god Jason what are you doing?” A sense of apprehension in her voice. I just grin at her as I bring my face closer to her crotch. I inhale her sweet arousal and feel my cock leak pre cum in anticipation.
I don’t wait any longer and dive right in. The lingerie she is wearing has a gap in the panties for very easy access.
“Oh my fuck yes!!” Bridget cries out as my mouth hits her tender lips. They are puffy wet and very aroused. I waste no time and start to devour my sisters pussy. Fuck she tastes amazing, I should have done this sooner, much sooner.
“Jassonnn” she breaths out. Her body squirming under my lustful tongue. Her fingers snake into my hair and hold my head.
“Fuck that’s the spot” her body squirm’s more as I find her clit and give it my full attention. I suck hard on it and bring it into my mouth. The grip that Bridget has on my hair gets tighter. I can feel her nails dig into my scalp a little.
“Holy fuck, keep sucking it…. Keep going…. Keep….” Bridget’s breathing becomes a lot deeper and shallower. Her legs start to tighten in towards me as her back starts to arch up. I can’t believe she’s going to cum already, I’ve barely started.
“Jason I’m there, suck harder, bite it!” I do just that and it sends my sister into an explosive early orgasm. She screams out and pulls my head into her crotch, almost bucking against me as she rides it out. I hold on and keep sucking, trying to prolong it as long as possible for her.
Eventually she lets go of my hair and her grip relaxes, her body relaxing too.
“Shit” she hisses in a low tone. I slowly and softly kiss and lick around her even puffier lips. Her sweet nectar plastered across my lips.
Bridget lay there moaning for a few moments as I savoured the beatiful taste of her pussy. Once she was back in the room, she reached down and pulled me up to her. Her lips eagerly searching for mine and locking with the instant they do.
Her tongue is like a snake, moving all over and trying to gather any of her juices she can. It’s so fucking hot. My cock is throbbing even more and it’s right at her pussy. I don’t waste anymore time and press down. I don’t find her entrance at first but with a little movement from us both, I sink in.
Bridget moans into the kiss and I do just the same. My cock sliding deep into her well lubricated pussy. I don’t hang about and start to thrust into her hard and fast, this isn’t about making love or having sex. This is all about raw unadulterated fucking.
Her nails dig into the shirt on my back as she tries to tare at the fabric. We’ve been so fast and eager I’m still in my work clothes, my pants around my ankles. It doesn’t hinder or slow me down as I thrust into my sister. My cock balls deep each time as she takes all of me.
“Fuck Jason, I love how you fuck me! Keep going! Please harder! Fuck me!” She cries out as her head falls back onto the pillow. My assault doesn’t relent and my soul purpose is to fuck her into Oblivion.
“Oh fuck Bridget” I let out a groan of my own. I hold myself up steady and keep fucking her. There’s no changing of position or anything else here. I keep thrusting and keep trying to push her towards an other orgasm before my own fills her up.
I have no idea how long I fuck her for, I’ll say it was hours cause I’m a guy but in reality I fuck her for about five minutes before it becomes too much.
“Bridget, I’m gonna cum” I warn her.
“Oh fuck yes Jason, cum inside me, cum in your sisters pussy! Do it! Fucking do it!” She demands and there was no stopping it anyway. I pound deep a few more times before I slam into her, my buttocks clenching as I cum inside her.
“Uugghhhhh ffucckkkkk” but whole body stiffens as my hips jerk against her, my shaft pulsating as my cum fires out.
“Yesssssssss” she cries out as she holds me against her. Her pussy needing more from me as she milks every last drop from me. I keep my cock inside her until I know I’m completely spent and then fall over to her side, Panting.
“Holy shit Bridget” I breath heavy. “That was fucking intense.”
“Fuck I really needed that!” She breathes heavy herself.
“Other guy not quite make the cut” I joke.
“Of god definitely not… it didn’t bother you did it?” She asks, a hint of seriousness in her tone.
“What?”
“Me having sex with other guys?”
“Don’t get me wrong, it did bother me because I was be jealous and don’t like the thought of other guys touching you. But end of the day we aren’t a couple and sadly could never be as much as the sex is great and how much I love you….” I know it hurts to say but it’s the truth. I would date Bridget in a heartbeat but we can’t.
“I know” she says with a frown, her eyes watering a little.
“But hey, it’s not gonna stop me.” I say to her as I pull her in for a soft kiss. She returns it in kind as she cups my face.
“You always know the right thing to say Jason, even when I don’t want to hear it.” She says as she lays her head on my chest.
“It’s hard being the sensible one” I joke. She slaps my chest softly and we both laugh.
We enjoy just being in each others company, my cock now soft and laying to the side. Her cum filled pussy probably dripping out.
“Oh” she shouts as she jumps up and races to the toilet, holding her crotch. I can’t help but laugh. I take the opportunity to finally get out of my work clothes, tossing them onto the floor. I lay back naked on the floor.
“Better?” I ask her when she joins me back in the bed. This time she climbs on top of me and straddles me. Her crotch pressed against my soft cock.
“Nice and empty” she says with a coy smile. “Listen since I’ve got you in a position you can’t leave from. I want to ask you something…”
“Ok?”
“So one of my subscribers has requested a personal video. He’s offered a good price for it too.”
“Ok and….” I get the feeling where this is going.
“He wants me to do a video of me dressed as a cheerleader fucking my brother…”
“Wait hold on no way!!!” I know she’s gonna ask it to be me.
“Jason!!” She calms me with both hands on my chest. “Let me finish. That’s the role play. I’m the slutty sister fucking my brother, who he wants to be him. He’s paying more for me to be fucked for real. He doesn’t know you’re my brother, you’re just some dude fucking me.”
I do calm down a little as she explains it better. “So what do I do?”
“Let me take control of it ok, he wants me to seduce him as his slutty sister. Only down side is I have to use his name. Would that bother you?”
“You think I’m going to say yes?” I challenge her.
“I was hoping you would” she bites her lip and pushes her arms together to squeeze her tits in. It’s a seductive look and it works.
“I don’t want my face in it!” I say to her. “If anyone saw me in that I would be fisnjhed.””
“Don’t worry, I will make sure it’s all me and your cock. Nobody recognises your cock do they?” She raises an eyebrow.
“I mean…” I say smugly and she slaps me again.
“So you’ll do it?” She asks.
“For you yes.”
She squeals excitedly as she leans down and kisses me. She was only going for a quick kiss but I hold her down and kiss her deeper. She doesn’t resist and returns the kiss in kind. We moan in unison as our tongues clash.
The kiss, the feeling of her beautiful tits on my chest and her warm crotch at my cock, coaxes it back to life.
“I feel someone is ready for me” she says as she breaks the kiss. I’m not quite fully hard yet but with a few meaningful grinds with her pussy, it’s ready for action. She lifts her hips and I tilt my hips and guide myself home.
“Mmmmm I will never get over that feeling” she groans as she slides down my full length.
“I love your cock entering my pussy for the first time. It stretches it so good.” She coos as she lefts herself up and slowly grinds on me.
Unlike just before, this is more like making love or having sex. Bridget makes slow deliberate movements as she keeps my cock fully inside her.
My hands simply rest on her upper thighs as I enjoy the slower pace. It still feels great and I admire my sister even more. She looks so sexy up there. Her beautiful tits hang so perfectly. Her nipples hard with arousal.
She slowly then begins to lift her hips up as she almost lets my cock fall from her before she slides back down. After repeating this a few times her pace quicken against. It doesn’t take long before she is in full flow and she is bouncing hard and fast on top of me.
Hers hands slide up her body and take hold of her bouncing tits, squeezing them firmly.
“Oh god Jason, I love your cock so much!” She speaks to the room, her eyes closed as she enjoys the sensation and we are both experiencing.
“Fuck I love your pussy Bridget, it feels so fucking good”
“Do you love your sister riding your cock your brother?” She teases as she now looks down at me.
“I do! I fucking do.” I groan out.
“Cause I fucking love your cock bro, I love fucking it, I love sucking it, I LOVE it!” Her intensity builds more. Her right hand now falls down between her legs and I watch as she begins to rub her clit with reckless abandon.
“I want to cum on your cock Jason, I want to cum all over my brothers cock.”
“Do it Bridget, cream all over my cock! Do it!” I goad her.
“Oh fuck yes bro, fuck fuck fuck” Bridget, starts to buck wildly. Her eyes close again as her head starts to fall back.
“I’m gonna cum Jason, I’m gonna cum…… mngghhhhhhhhhhhh” Bridget slams down on me as her thighs clamp against me. Her pussy shuddering as her juices flow freely in a rush of excitment.
I hold onto her and watch in awe as she cums hard on my cock. It’s so fucking erotic to see. I love watching and feeling a girl cum but just something about it being my sis.
Bridget then eventually flops down on top of me and we share a slow kiss. We kiss slowly and softly before she regretably climbs off.
“I need to shower” she says.
“I’ll make us some food.” I say as I get up. She can’t hide her disappointment that I’m not going in the shower with her. I give her a soft kiss and head for the kitchen, I don’t even bother with clothes.
When Bridget gets out of the shower and grins at my nakedness she follows suit. I make us dinner and we enjoy it in our birthday suits. We snuggle in bed that night, I admittedly didn’t have it in the tank for round three but don’t think Bridget cared too much she was happy to cuddle.
I gave her a quick kiss and left her sleeping as I head into work. I’m in the office for a fair while when I start checking the clock as Danielle hasn’t arrived yet. I’m about to call her when she comes rushing into the meeting room we’ve been using.
I’m not one to judge or comment on a woman’s appearance but Danielle doesn’t look her normal self. I’m not saying her make up makes her beautiful but it’s clear she’s had a rough morning and possibly rough night.
“Jason, I’m so sorry late, i’m so sorry!” Danielle says to me, clearly very flustered.
“It’s fine Danielle, don’t worry.” I try to assure her.
“No it’s not, it’s not professional, it’s not…” Danielle cuts herself off as she starts sobbing. I pull her into me for a tight hug. She sobs away as I keep my arms wrapped around her. I’m not exactly sure how long I hold her for but her sobbing fades away and she takes a step back.
“Danielle please.” I pull a seat out and gently guide her into it. She sits down in it sniffling a little. I pull a chair and sit next to her.
“I don’t need to know about all your personal life, I’m not asking for work. I’m asking you as a friend, are you sure you’re ok?”
“I’m okay” she nods, she takes a deep breath. “My boyfriend of over two years broke up with me last night. Two days ago everything was fine then yesterday he started acting really weird. That’s why I was upset after your meeting.” I’m not big headed but I do feel she needed that hug.
“Danielle I’m sorry, I don’t mean to pry. We are all human and wanted to make sure you were ok to come to work.” Mr Bowman can come across as a ruthless man, I mean he’s a business man but he has a heart. I’m sure Danielle was worried she’d get into trouble for being late.
“It’s ok, I’m hurting but I’ll try…” she cuts herself off before she starts sobbing again.
“Look if you want to go home?” I offer her.
“God no!” She waves her hands. “Being at home would make it so much worse. It just reminds me of him.”
“Ok fair enough. Look you relax today ok, I’ve got this. We’ll go out for lunch too.”
“No no, no way. I can’t let you do that, I’m here to work. I can’t slack off.”
“Ok ok” I laugh. “Do as much as you can but I’m still taking you too lunch!”
“Jason I can’t let you do that….” I hold up my hand and cut her off.
“It wasn’t a request.” I say with a wink. She simply smiles and we both stand. I’m a little caught off guard as she hugs me again and whispers thank you. This hug is much briefer and we get too work.
Danielle and I share a really nice lunch together at a bistro not far from work. It was nice to spend time with her outside of work and learn a little about her.
We finish up slightly later that day as there was a few things i wanted to tie up before the weekend. Mr Bowman threw a few last minute things my way too which had to be dealt with. For the second day in a row I did not expect the sight I saw when I got home.
“Oh hey bro, welcome home.” Bridget smiles and waves to me from the sofa. It wasn’t Bridget I was looking at though. Sat next to Bridget was Natalie.