But he couldn't be too careless and screw around.

So what did he do?

He waits for the right chance.

And that chance include in you protesting and huffing, sulking inside his room when dad doesn't give you more allowance because you're being 'wasteful.'

Knowing how restless you could be whenever something doesn't go your way, he offers a help. Pulled a crisp five paper cash of a 100 dollar. Flapping it to you as he watch your eyes widen.

"Let me use your tits."

For a second, you jump in shock and disbelief. Jaw hanging as you let out some frantic words of "what the hell are you saying?" "my tits? Are you kidding?" "you're a pervert now? Ugh."

But he doesn't have time to hear those half-hearted nag coming out of your mouth.

"You dont want it?"

The statement alone was enough to shut your mouth. Gulping down at the sight of the money in his hands. You need that money. Nobody can live without some money in their hands.

So a harsh, reluctant "fine." from your mouth seals the deal.

He make a move of locking the door of his room, then walk back across you as you sit on the edge of his bed. Body movement all shy and timid, you lift your top up to let your tits out of the confinement of your lacey bra. His eyes greedily watching as it bob. Shuddering a sigh as he felt his body start to work up.

Then he knelt down.

Spreading your legs so he could slip himself to be in your radar. Eyes reaching out to give your right tit a brush of his thumb. Yet that soft, feather-light touch was enough to make you twitch. Saw the heat creeping up your cheeks as you tried to keep a hold of yourself.

God, he's really doing this.

And he knows he cant waste it.

He start playing the pair with his hands, squeezing, kneading, mesmerized at how your nipples perked like it need attention from him too.

And it doesn't take a second as he took one into his mouth, clasping his mouth around the bud as he lick and nibble on the thing. Heard those strangled whimper escaping your throat. Doesn't forget to give the other perk of bud his attention too.

Your body was reacting deliciously. Shivering under his touch, trembling under the assault of his tongue running of your perk nipple, and you tried to close your thighs together, but he's in between them to prevent it.

So all you could do was only take it.

But then, he stood up. Leaving you to catch your breath, but the sound his zipper hitting your ears felt more like a taunt and a promise. Then he got his cock's out in all it's glory in front of your face.

You're completely baffled with the sight.

Eyes wide and jaw open. Felt the scent of his musk hitting your nose, and seen the twitch it make as he give his shaft a lazy stroke.

"Why does it look like that?"

He rolled his eyes. Knowing you always just gotta give an opinion over everything.

"Hold your tits out and press them together."

He cant stop the impulse to tap his tip against your cheek, smearing pre-cum against your skin. Your tongue clicking in every bit of annoyance as you did what you're told. Then he's pushing his cock into the pillowy flesh of your pressed tits, watch himself squished between them. And a groan so unadultered and raw escape his throat.

Fuck, this felt better than he had ever imagined.

He slowly drag his hips front and back, "press them harder." the order came rough, and you glare up at him. "Im doing it." He head feels light and cloudy. he'd done this before, fucked some tits before you.

So why does yours feels like he's floating to cloud 7 kind of shit?

Near rolled his eyes back as he grunt, snapping his forward into the flesh. "This is so gross." you mumble under your breath, but it was hard enough to catch into his ears.

His eyes drowsily watch as your face scrunch up together. Could feel the heat turning up on your face. Placing a hand on top of your head. Ruffling the strands with the familiarity of a brother doing it to his sister.

"Relax. Just bringing them for minutes." he doesn't settle for soft words, because he dont need it. Keeping the hand on your head as he grip some strands into his fingers. "Besides, im paying for it."

You could huff out a breath as you watch his hips thrust into your tits. The sight of his shaft disappearing into the flesh and tip poking out the valley of your tits, you would've been lying if it doesn't do anything to you. But you'd rather die than admit it.

Pre-cum start to leak out from his tip as his thrust grow erractic, hips twitching with the need to chase that release. Chest puffing out in sharp huffs and puffy breaths.

Your tits feels so good.

God it feels so fucking good.

"gonna cum. Take my tip into your mouth and wait for it." Another breath taking order from your big brother. And you open your mouth to protest, but he beat you to it.

"I'll add another 100."

Money really does work good on you. Because you're willingly taking his tip and suck on them, waiting for that release to come. Even rolled your tongue around the tip to increase some simulation.

He'd done waste his money for this, the least you could do was make him enjoy it.

Then he thrust to the soft flesh of your tits for the last time as he cum into your mouth. Groaning in pure, satisfied release. Watch as you obediently take his cum and gulp them down your throat. Pulling his soften cock back to see you sticking your tongue out, face grimacing.

"cum doesn't taste good.." the whine was tension breaking, a smirk pulled over his lips as he wipe a stray of cum on the corner of your lip, pushing them back into your mouth to lick it clean.

"I didnt tell you to drink them."

And the face you pulled out was comical. All shock and betrayed. He slap his cock into the pillow of your tit, rubbing the tip against your perk nipple.

"Could've said that earlier!"

A sharp huff escaping your nose. And he could only smirk at the sight of your crossing your arms. "Alright alright, my bad."

Then he's tucking his cock back into his pants, tugging your shirt back down but not after giving your nipples a cute-aggression of a pinch. Grabbing the dollars of aggrement from his desk, count them to 600$ in exact. And place the thing into your hands.

"There. Your payment."

Your face immediately lit up as you rose up in pure sense of giddiness. Wrapping your arms around his waist in a tight hug. "Thank you big bro!" placing a peck of gratitude into his cheek, then skips out of his room like some cartoon characters being in a state of happiness.

"I'll use it for the goods!"

The sound of you calling out for good measure make a smile curved out his lips. Shaking his head at the lingering sense of your presence out the door.

Then he's dropping down the edge of his bed. Looking up at his ceiling. That felt amazing.

Thinking about it was enough to make his cock twitch in agreement as it harden again into his pants.

Now he just had to make sure you'll be back for more. And he gotta remember to charge you less for it. You gonna drain his money dry if he wont be careful.

But at least it's worth it.

18+ mdni!

╰┈➤ cw: big bro x lil sis, perv big bro, very perverted, pervert big bro... perv. 🙄

Having big bro that's a big pervert AND shameless about it were the very walking red flag you have to live with. You were never safe around him.

Yes, he peek on other women panties, check out the curve of their tits, the round of their ass, but nothing beats the everything that his lil sis got.

So he's taking chances everytime he got. Grabbing your ass through your shorts, accidentally brushing his fingers or elbow against your tits to feel the soft of it, feeling yourself as he squeeze over the soft pudge of your stomach, saying things like "getting fatter everyday arent you?" with a smirk, very likely love some fat on you so he could imagine using it as 'love handle'. And he would use it for it's purpose.

Skirts are prohibited around him, especially short one. cause he would likely kneel over to catch a glimpse of your panties, phone and camera app ready to catch some shot, if you even turn around just for a second, his phone would already teleport between your legs to capture that panty shot to jerk off later.

You've catch him jerk off, many times, like he's doing it on purpose. in his room, by his pc setup, beating his meat to taboo porn, "dinner's don- oh for fuck sake-" you're not even surprised at this point, but you still kept your eyes away from the sight of him stroking his cock, a grin forming over his face, very happy with your appearance "hey. Could you give me a hand?" and you catch the nearest thing you could grab and throw it over him. "Pervert." slamming the door as you stomp out your heel.

Wanna guess his favorite thing to do with you? Yes. Rough housing or play fighting. Because it's a full physical course where he have his hands or preferably his whole body pressed on you. Your legs kicking and thrasing around, trying to break free from his hold. But he got you pinned down the floor, laying down by stomach, arms pinned to the back as you look over your shoulder, breathless and flush from the 'game'.

And there's him, looking down at you like a predator holding his own very prey, manic grin stretched on his face, breaths came out in excited bursts as he keep you vulnerable under him, then he's dropping his whole weight down your back.

"Come on, try to break free. I thought you were better than this?" he taunt, chuckling deep and rough into your ear. Then he start to grind his hips, bricked up cock humping against your ass through your shorts as he huff out a breath. "Yeah... Aint this's nice? Dont you think?" and he grunt into your ear as he pressed harder into the softness of your ass, just seconds away to pull himself out and tug your shorts down so he could really hump his cock in 'proper' way.

Gotta struggle faster to make your escape or he'll bust right away. Oh he's surely gonna bust.