#thoughtsof.aka

He didnt even move. He's just there, thick and throbbing into your gummy walls. You tried to drag your ass up and down, but he pinned you harder, a hand wrapped around the back of your neck and another spread one of your ass cheek to watch how your asshole puckered and clenching around nothing.

The day was supposed to be some kind of gathering, someone's house, backyard was loud, bbq party or something like that. But your dad just cant hold the need to fuck you for a day because he's extremely tempted by the way you dress up pretty for everyone, all soft smile and soft looking, he's so used to seeing you wrecked under him. So he's on a mission to do just that.

Now you two currently at it. Where someone could just walk into the scene, a father and daughter fucking, your skirt bunched around your waist, his cock snug into your cunny. Imagine the terror, the scandal, the sheer taboo of it. But you're too fucked in the head to even think about it.

He's simply just humping you, quick thrusts of slick-slick-slick as he kept his cock connected to your velvety walls, greedily gripping him. "you do look prettier being under me." And all you can do was just let out a series of 'huft-' and 'o-ohh'. Whining and whimpering.

The hand on your asscheek shift to curled under the front of your clit, and you spread your legs wide for him, pad of rough fingers circling onto your little button. "dad- hah- please-" you beg, and he felt the way you tighten around him. "yeah yeah. go on. cum around me."

You dont waste time. Squirting around his cock as he's quick to muffled your moan with his thick palm, mumbled 'hmpfh...' came out of your throat as he help you came down your high. And he follow along to take out his load with a low groan into your ear. Thick load of cum filling your womb.

Then he's pulling out, stuffing his oozing cum back inside your cunny with his finger, tucking himself, pulling your panties back up as he help you straighten your dress, tucking your sticking out hair onto the back of your ear as he lean down to peck you on the lips. "c'mon, bbq's waiting." A hand rest over the back of you, just up over your ass but he cant resist to grab a squeeze of the softness. Your panties screwn from the roughness of his hold.

Let's just hope someone would clean up the spill you two make, and think it's just water.

characters im kinda seeing with this scenario:

leon (resident evil), toji (jjk), benimaru (fire force), todoroki enji (mha), and your favourite ♡

The first one was loud, he's not afraid of expressing his love for you. He's the kind of brother that cooked your favorite breakfast and woke you up in the morning with a gentle smile on his face, tying your loose sneakers, buying things out of nowhere because it remind him of you. He live to love you, he's sure of it and he'll make sure you know that too.

While the other one was quiter. Moving behind your shadow. Collecting how many times you've blink in a day, the sigh you let out too heavy when you're annoyed, memorised the habit of your body movements, the simplicity of knowing what you love and what you dont, staring over at you from the corner until you noticed him staring. He didnt mean any harm. He just love his little sis so much but he doesn't know how to show it like the other brother so he does it his way.

But the twist is that, the act didnt quiet match how they think.

The loud one was obsessive, protective, posessive in a way that just scream danger and loud blaring red alarm. He's a pervert too. All that warmth and soft smile he put up, just to beat his cock in the bathroom with your panties pressed into his nose as he lick onto the spot of wetness in the middle. Eyes rolling back at the scent and faint taste of you. Huffing and puffing like a dog in heat. Didnt even feel any shame as he cum, making a mess of his hands and the tile on the floor.

You just didnt see. You didnt notice how his gaze linger on your body the second you turn your back to him, the way his gaze darken as it trailed down your spine to the soft of your ass that make his hands itch to grab and fondle. You didnt notice the way his hands root onto your waist just a little more than seconds when he lift you up the top cabinet to grab a container of cookie, how he tucked the hair out of your eye to the back of your ear and his finger dragging down your cheek, trailing over the curve of your jaw. you didnt see any of it.

Then the quiet one. Oh, bless his heart. He just want to love you. Love you where he'll be holding your hands, take you out on dinner just so he could watch you eat more closely, kissing your knuckles and giving you smooches on the cheeks, worshipping the ground you walk on because god, you deserve it, you deserve it so much it broke his heart.

He doesn't want much, he just want to love. He'll buy you things, he'll take you wherever you want, he'll do whatever you want. He'll even give his whole life just for you. He'll die for you. He'll so die for you if you ask him. And at the end of the day, he want to pull out a ring and snuck it onto your finger so you would be husband and wife for the rest of your life.

But fuck, he cant even talk without noticing how your mouth move, his eyes tracing the jaw of your profile, how you're so pretty just by existing. It make him feel like a freak, a pathetic, obsessed with his lil sis freak who wants to love you not like a brother would, but as a lover.

Couldn't been more luckier for having twin big brothers. They'll love you till they're dead, and would at the next life too.

You've been fucking around with big bro. And i mean literally. It start off a joke. Stress were getting caught up on you as your study in uni wasn't getting better because you kept on getting distracted, mind's elsewhere and being sexually frustated for being a virgin wasnt helping at all.

Eventually big bro had to check on you, slouched over your desk with hands in your head as books were screwn everywhere. At first, he threw in some "haha, you're such a loser" because he's a jack of all trades. He did everything good. And you want to punch him in the face.

But when he joke out "want me to fuck the stress out of you?" Both of you freeze as fuck. You being in disbelief and him being in genuine disbelief like what the fuck? Are you sure that's something you should be joking with your little sister? Big bro does have a streak of saying what comes into his mind, but that doesn't justify it.

So when you said "okay." Flat and precise. Big bro was straight up blewn back. Never have he ever thought of fucking his own little baby sis. But he did. And oh, he's hooked. He still remember how shyly you look under him when he's tipping his cock, rubbing his tip into the soft of your folds, your breathy "slowly... im kinda scared.." Because COINCIDENTALLY, he's your first. And that's a low blow and a big pride for him. He was ashamed of it, not until now.

Now? He thrive on the order of his little sister getting her stressed 'fucked' out. It was supposed to be a one time thing. But now they cant go on a day without a quickie. Big bro was on his knees for her.

So when they lounge over the couch in the living room, gravity falls playing on tv, they're thoroughly occupied. Big bro shifting his hips so he's rubbing his rock hard cock over the pillowy soft thighs of yours that pressed together and his cock being sandwiched in the middle. He's in heaven. His arms wrapped around your waist as he breath out a 'huff-' on your ear, he's been blessed.

"Cant you wait until we're alone?" You bit out a protest, eyes on tv but the feeling of him fucking your thighs in shallow, jerky thrusts was hard to ignore. He smirk, placing a peck on your ear. "No cant do lil sis, been wanting to do this." Not like he never fuck your thighs before, he's just hungry for you. That's the problem.

"Give me a lil kiss." Big bro playfully taunt, puckering his lips as you gave him a grimace of a face over your shoulder. But you relent, leaning in to peck at his lips and his face light up in bliss. "That's my girl." Then he smooches over your cheek, his hard cock kept tucked between your thighs, and you visibly click your tongue in annoyance.

Meanwhile, dad was right behind the couch, just 7 feet away, watching his son and daughter being all lovey dovey over their 'tv watching'. Them being close was practically pressed body to body. And a blanket thrown over them? Fucking suspicious. But dad was too frozen to point it out. So he just stood there, baffled, and thought 10 years of his future decrease right in spot.

a/n: BIGBRRROOOOOOOOOOOOO❗❗😭😭😭

By the next morning, he'd woken up with hungover and head throb that literally rings around his brain. Blinking the sleep away, he look over to the side where you're still deep in sleep, but your sleep shorts had slips to your knees and some white residue he recognize so well got the blood in his face drained in instant.

God, thinking about it bring back the food in his stomach welling up around his throat. So he tried to act casual, act like nothing had happened but the guilt, the guilt of it was heavy, carried just behind his shadow. That's why he cant look at you in the eyes anymore. Not like this.

But you. You were a daddy's girl back then. Always looking up towards dad and wanting his attention. But then, he started to get busy, and suddenly, you cant play with him anymore. You miss him. Missed the weekend movie where you'll be sitting on his lap, missed his cooking when mom would be out for the night, missed his joke where you'll be cackling and getting tickled to death. You miss him so much.

That's why when that night came where he suddenly crawling over your bed, you could'nt have been more happier. Maybe a bit scared when he start to slip your shorts down your knees, but his lips on yours were so sweet and gentle that you just yield. Letting him take what he want because he finally got his attention on you again.

But no, he's avoiding you again. You noticed how he cant look at you in the eyes, how he always got the words stuck in his throat when he called your names for nothing. It got you sad. Why cant you two be like old times? Where did it goes wrong?

Dad had came back from work, nursing beers down his throat as he drift off to sleep on the couch. You stood over him, watching him in slumber state. Eyes tracing over that face of his, his hardening eyebrows even in sleep, the harsh stubbles like he doesn't really shave these days, the weary wrinkles on the line of his face. God you miss him, cant he acknowledge you for once? You're his daughter, for fuck sake.

You kneel down onto his crotch, eyes drifting back up at his face to make sure he's still deep in sleep, hands start to work on it's purpose, undoing his belt and unbuttoning his pants. And there's the bulge of his cock just hidden beneath his boxer, your eyes widen at the sight of it cause it's your first time seeing his thing this close.

Slowly taking his cock out, you watch as it limp over your hand. Soft and meaty. And a smile pulled on your lips, awe-struck on the sight of your dad's cock before you. Leaning in closer, taking a sniff of his musk, the scent of him instantly filling your scent, and it was delicious. You shyly peck at his tip, but his cock suddenly twitch like it's alive. Even his cock recognize you better than himself.

It didnt take long as you start to gobble his cock in your mouth, sucking onto his tip, twirling your tongue around as saliva coat his shaft, fingers lazily playing with his balls, his cock start to harden and harden from your assault, striking a sense of pride, knowing you did that. It's fair like this, right?

Dad was wincing in his sleep. Breath heavy and thighs twitching like he cant keep it still. The feeling of your mouth sucking him off start to pull him off his slumber, and he felt himself getting close to that orgasm. But his eyes suddenly opened, and he immediately look down where there's you, mouth full from his cock, looking back up at him with half-lidded eyes and tears welling up the corner of your eyes.

"What are you-" he's quick to grab a hold of your hair and pulled you back where his hard cock popped out your mouth with leaking pre-cum and slicked of your saliva. You felt like you're held hostage, you thought when he woke up, he'll be happy to see you trying to crack the tension between you two by sucking his cock in his sleep. But what you see were the terror in his face, and emotions were quick to catch up as tears runs down your face.

"Dad..." And he immediately take his hand away from your hair like it burn "shit- sorry. Im sorry." he mutter under his breath, eyes going down to the very evidence of a crime. Cock rock hard and the slick of your saliva coating him, a displease groan slip out his throat as shame coursing through his veins. Trying to steady his breath where he took his eyes back to you.

And you were crying. Choking on your breath and shaken by emotions taking course of your body. And he felf his heart tug. He never want to see you cry, and seeing you did because of him, it crush his heart to very bit. Maybe this is the right time to talk everything out. To straighten the things going on between the two of you. And seeing you so devastated there on the floor, he cant spare no time to left you like that.

So he lift you up to sit on his lap, your legs bracketing around his thighs, head tilted up to look over you dad as he wipe the tears away with his thumbs, "shh... Dont cry. It's okay." he mumble the words out in deep, gentle tone. But the tears still doesn't go away, one of his thumb move over to smooth out your furrowed eyebrows.

"Im sorry." the way you whisper, like a skittish animal asking for help being in a bear trap, god he cant see you like this. "Are you mad?" he could sense the pure fear in your question, and he quickly shook his head, "no, baby. Im not mad. Never at you." because it was him. The source of the problem was him.

He peck at your cheek as he took a closer look at your puffy eyes. His daughter. It's been a while since he took a close look at you. "It's fine. We're okay." he cant waste another time because he needs to explain that this is not fine.

So he gulp down and open his mouth. But you cut him off with those soft, whispery admission. "I love you, dad." it took his breath away. Everything just turned off. Because he knows it's not a simple daughter saying 'love' to her dad because she is. This is different. This is... Forbidden.

"I love you." you repeat once again, and everything just broke. Because how could he? You just sound so genuine, so innocent at the way you say you 'love' him like that. So he froze. And you stare back at him, puffy eyes and tears down, "please dont leave me." and you drop your head to his shoulder, pressing your body into him and sniff onto the scent of him.

Oh, he cant. Does he even want to make this right? With you being on his lap, confessing your love to him, his cock still rock hard as it graze over the curves of your ass. Can he really make this out? So he dont. Not with the way you said that you'll be leaving him after this because he surely wont.

He wrapped his arms around your body and crush you to his chest, burying his face into the top of your head, "love you too, darling. Im not going anywhere." fuck everything. His daughter needs him. Even if he's surely going to hell after this. "I love you baby. Love you so much."

he's going to make this right, with loving you back. Kissing the crown of your head as he kept an arm around your waist, his kisses trailed down your cheek and to your neck, while his other arm ventured down your side, where it rest on the pillowy of your asscheek as he roughly squeeze on the meat.

Besides the shame and the guilt he carried, there's something he tries to cover deep beneath. The forbidden attraction because he still remember the feels of your walls gripping him like you're afraid he'll be pulling out, leaving you alone.

Well, now he wont. He'll make sure of that. Dad will make sure you dont have to feel the fear of getting leave behind again. He'd done that before, and he wont make the mistake twice.​

Your big bro were everything but evil. He's the very protagonist everyone knows. The good guy, nice, gentle, smells good, smart, gorgeously handsome, always smiling at people, sees the good in everyone, and there's you. Obsessed with the very existence of your big brother. But he only sees you as his little sister, you've make it clear with the "i wanna marry you when i grow up!" Since you're only 5 with scraped knees and lost teeth. But he smile down at you with a grin on his face, "then we just gotta wait, right?"

But big bro never see you like that. He never, not even once, sees the woman you've turned out as you reach adulthood. It broke your heart. Big bro literally broke your heart that it's devastating and pathetic.

Every time you tried to catch his attention with sticking your ass out and wearing tight clothes, he's just gonna be there either looking away or wrapping his jacket around you. Broke your heart into pieces.

So this is it. The moment of truth. As you chug down two pills at once with the water, you've made your decision. This will do. He's not gonna leave you hanging like that, not anymore.

And when the pills kick, you hastily pull up your phone. Hitting the number of his, placing the phone on your ear. "Big bro.." You called out, breathless and buzzing with heat. And the alarm in his body just jerk at the way you sound, "what's wrong? Something happened?" big bro's already calculating the danger you might be in. Oblivious that he's the one in danger.

"Help.. Im- i need you." You just sounds so sick in his ears that he just forgot whatever the hell he's doing in the moment. "Hold on, im coming." And big bro's already on his way, back to the sanctuary of the house.

You were literally buzzing with uncontrolled lust and heat, trying to resist the need to rub yourself at the way he sound so worried over you, because the time had come and you just want his hands to touch the buzzing skin of your body.

And when big bro barged in through the front door, finding you trembling on the couch, kneeling down over the edge as he place his h ands on your knees. "Hey... You okay?" you were sweating bullets, Chest heavy in uneven breaths, face flushed in deep red. "l feel hot.." you manage to whimper, the pills really do kick hard that it make you kinda shaken.

"Yeah? Hold on, let me help-" but you're stopping his hands, gripping onto his fingers. "No.. Big bro.. I need you." You state. Firm and desperate. Big bro saw the way your eyes dilated, how your hands tremble as you grip onto him. Then you're reaching for the buttons of his shirts, and he immediately stop your wrist. "What are you-"

"Please. Please, just let me have you. I cant take it anymore. I need you so bad, big bro. Please." you're crying. Fat tears dropping down your cheeks, your small fingers barely could even work as it just tug at his buttons, sniffling and trembling like you're in pain. Which you are. And big bro cant see you turning like this, crying because of him, he feels like the bad guy for making you like this.

"Okay- ok- im sorry. Where- where did it hurt?" and you're spreading your legs apart, letting him see the wet patch forming on your tight shorts. "In here.. please make it go away." you just sound so desperate with that little whine that every moral and resistence he's gripping instantly vanished.

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The sensation of a thick, girthy cock of your big bro ramming inside your drooling cunny was mind-numbing. You had your arms linked to the back of your legs to keep yourself wide open, the couch were creaking, sharp sounds of plap-plap-plap were heard in each thrusts.

You were mushed in the brain, drool leaking out of your mouth, hair disheveled and incoherent gasps, whimpers and whines came out from the back of your throat.

Big bro shoot another load into your womb as you piss and squirt all over him, trembling and quaking under him. Body slump down against you as he tried to catch his breath, then he lean back to look over at your state. "You okay?" he called out, voice rough and deep. But what he didn't expect was a smile so genuine like a flower blooming under the sun. Your tits heaved with the ragged breaths you're having, nipples hard and peaked as he found himself struck to the sight of you, so pretty and glowing under him.

"Hug... Hug me." you let go of your legs and stretch your arms out, and his heart gave a little tug that catch his breath away. So big bro wrapped his arms around you, crushing yourself into him as you got your arms around his neck, felt the perked of your nips pressed against his chest.

"Kiss..." another whine came out, turning your head to reach for his lips, and he relent as he slant his lips on yours. Tasting the drool and biting the low of your lip, his hips already moving to rub his still buried cock in your very womb as his cum leak out the line of your pussy.

He's gone gone.

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You already gone to bed. After fucking you till you're sated and satisfied, you literally passed out with a smile on your face so big bro have no choice but to clean you up and change your clothes. Fresh out of the shower, he looks at the mess you two had done. The couch were screwn, patch of wetness and pretty much his cum literally thrown around like blood on a crime scene. So he clean everything.

But what he didnt meant to find was pack of pills, suspiciously libido stimulant. He look over at it with emotions crashing over him, grip tightening on the pack. Then he place the thing into his pocket, sighing heavily under his mouth.

He'd done it. He fucked his little sister, that's the fact he couldn't face away, and he'll take responsibilities of it.

Even though part of him does think you need to be punished for doing such reckless thing, throwing pills inside your body just to make him lose his mind.

Yeah, you surely will be punished for this.

characters im kinda seeing with this scenario : izuku peak midoriya (mha), yuta (jjk), yuji or choso (jjk), eren (aot), koichi (vigilante), and your very favorite.

a/n: get big bro out of my mind gang... uggghhh he's swarming in my brain... 🤤🤤😋

Something's fishy, you caught it, but you're not aware of the real plan because you just thought 'oh, it's one of dad's another trick'.

So you sat yourself between his thighs, and dad's hands move, you immediately react. "Not today dad, im tired of playing." he chuckle, looking down at you with those familiar warmth in his eyes, "what? I just wanna touch your hair." you physically scoff, "as if i ever believe that." a smirk pulled taut over the string of his lips, then he gently twirl his fingers over your strands, "but you got the reflect. Gotta give yourself some credit for that." your eyes immediately rolled at his words.

His eyes trailed down the nape of your neck, heated and burning, tracing the curve of your shoulders, cupping the back of your head with his palm, and it's comical how big he is than the size of you.

He prepared you for the fight, the brute, the wrestle, but he doesn't prepare you for this. The gentle of his touch, the way his thumb trace over your ear, down to the very line of your jaw. That's why your defense were wide open for him. Like a little doll getting picked up and given some love.

But his love was everything but innocent.

He lean down, dragging your body close with his other hand so your back would press with the hardness of his chest, face just inches away from your nape, breathing your scent in like he couldn't hold himself back no more.

"You trust me, right?" he ask out of nowhere, making you shift your head to look back at him, where he's already looking you dead in the eyes. "Of course." god, you're so oblivious. So innocent. So ripe for the pluck that he's going to do, but first, he gotta examinized that agonizingly, mouth-watering forbidden fruit.

His other hand resting on your knees start move, up to the thick of your thigh as he grab a feel of it, his lips start to press feather light kiss over the line of hair on the back of your head, his fingers traveled up as it reach the curve of your hip, where he start to dip in the valley of your front, going straight to the place he aim for.

His touches bring such goosebumps into your skin, "dad-" the anxious of your voice calling him out was palpable, but he's quick to coos you up with a 'shh...' "dont worry. It's just me. Just your dad." then he's tipping your chin up as he press his lips against yours in the very words of soft and gentle. Breathing into your mouth as he kept his eyes open where yours were wide, strucked. But you didnt pull away. That's a first.

Pulling back to give you a second to breath, he lean in to give you another kiss. More present, more...purpose. And when he felt the tense in you slowly ease, he breath into your mouth, a hand cupping over the side of your chin so he got full control, biting the low of your lip. "Let your tongue out f'me." and you did. Stucking your tongue out as he kiss and lick over it. It's too easy, you're making this so easy. And he'll take full advantage of it.

The hand on your front had been tracing the curve of your cunny through your pants, spreading your leg for just a bit so he could press a finger through the spot of your little clit. And he felt you jerk as he start to circle it. A huff of whine came out your throat while he kept his tongue twirl together with yours, drools mixing together.

"Good girlll.... There's my good girl.." he rumbled, voice deep and rough as it laced with lust and hunger. Shoving his tongue down your throat as you whimper in his mouth, trying to clumsily keep up, your legs twitches as he kept his fingers pressed and circle over your clit. And you already look fucked out of it before he even properly fuck you.

His little daughter. So cute. So precious. So adorable. You really are made only for him. And he'll kept it that way till the very end till he die. You'll only need him, and only him.

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.