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off, don't
you?" I snap. "Your own damn stepsister give you head."
    "Fuck," the fuckers exclaims. "Sis, I lost
count of how often I jerked off thinking about your tits and ass."
The open confession takes me by surprise. Again I come up empty
when I struggle to throw the right words back at him.
    "What?" I say, alarmed, when Jimmy leans over
me, one hand reaching over my head and out of sight.
    "Fuck!", I cry when his the flat of his hand
comes down on my ass hard. Hard. Stinging my ass. It goes straight
to my throbbing clit, pleasure rippling through me. He slaps again
and I cry out , more pleasure bursting free.
    Anne gasps. I bet it turns her on to see me
being spanked and taking it. So much for best friend. But at least
she isn't the one jerking off her own stepbrother in front of her
best friend.
    "That's the ass I've been wanking off over,"
the pervert says, not stopping spanking the shit out of my burning
ass.
    "Fucker! I'm warning you," I say through
clenched teeth.
    That's an empty threat. I have nothing left
to threaten him with, I want it too badly for that.
    I watch his other hand shoot over my head and
pray I won't orgasm on the spot, anticipating the sting.
    Both hands simultaneously land on my ass
cheeks, sending the air out of my longs. I cry out with taboo
cravings, instinctively lifting my dam ass up like a bitch in heat.
Invitingly. Ready for more.
    That's another low I'll never live down.
    Angry, humiliated, horny, all at once, I
welcome the slaps that following. Trying hard to muffle the cries
that escaping through clenched teeth, pussy spasming powerfully
each time his hands sting my flesh, the sound of the degrading
spanking ringing in my ears.
    "This ass is mine, Sis," the perv says,
underline each word with a fresh sting. "And don't you forget
it."
    I don't even object. I'm too busy trying not
to lose it. Too busy breathing hard and fast, heat exploding in my
tummy, cunt-juices running down my thighs. And my ass burning as
badly as my drooling snatch.
    "Crystal," Anne says again, reminding me I'm
being watched, as if I need reminding.
    "What?" I yell.
    "What are you doing?" I can't believe she has
to ask.
    "What does it look like? I'm submitting to a
damn spanking by my perv of a stepbrother while giving him a
handjob," I hiss, face burning.
    "Oh," Crystal says like the quarter just
dropped. Really, she used to be smarter than that, Miss Taylor
Swift lookalike. "You think I can -," she says, not finishing. I
can't believe she has the nerve to finish and say she wants a round
of ass-frying-spanking too.
    Before I can reply, Jimmy unceremoniously
pulls my thong down.
    "Hey, wait!" I yell, alarmed.
    The bastard predictably ignores me, pulling
my thong down further.
    "Oh shit," I cry, toes curling when the
soaked fabric peels away from my swollen pussy-lips. "God!" I cry
out . But I'm not counting on divine intervention, I'm not certain
I'd even appreciate it if it arrived.
    I gasp when the warm air hits my private
lips. Wet lips. Swollen lips. Waxed pussy. I know. What would a
virgin need waxed pussy for?
    Because a girl can dream and hope she
spontaneously runs into Mr. Perfect, and she wants to be prepared,
OK?
    Because being eighteen and horny and a virgin
isn't easy and you do whatever it takes to take the edge of the
lust you have to deal with on a daily basis. So you look for ways
to release some steam. You rub your clit, finger-fuck your snatch,
and you wax your pussy, OK?
    Sue me.
    Shame peaking, I yell, "Pull that thong up
right now!"
    I'm still holding on to the pussy wrecker,
though. For convenience's sake I chose not to focus in on that, or
on the heat that builds stronger between my legs. Nor do I think
about my stiff nipples. Tingling. Crying out to be touched.
    "I'm going to tell Mom and Dad," I yell,
feeling so stupid.
    "You're really going to tell your parents you
jerked Jimmy off?" Anne says, disbelief etched on her face, a
wonderful contribution to a dialogue I don't need.
    "Tell what,