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It was honestly one of the worst things you could imagine happening when you’re home alone. You wiggled your hips and waist in a futile attempt to shimmy out from under your low bed. If you wouldn’t have gone under to get that stupid pencil, instead just getting another, this wouldn’t be happening right now.
You lay still for a moment, having nearly given up on getting out when you heard your bedroom door creak open.
“Rick?” You called, “Thank God, please—“
“Wrong Grimes.” Carl interrupted you, walking into the room and seeing just what predicament you were in and barking out a laugh. “Did you seriously get stuck under the bed?”
“No. I just thought it would be nice and shady under here. Of course I got stuck, asshole!” You replied sarcastically. “Get me out.”
You heard his knees hit the floor as he assessed the situation. Your top had ridden up as you wriggled around, but your shorts sat securely on your hips. You felt him place his fingers on either side of your shorts and pull back. Your shorts slipped down your legs, but you were no closer to getting free.
“Carl!” You screeched as you felt the cold floor meet your legs and core. “What the hell?”
“Sorry,” Carl apologized, though his grin would show he didn’t mean it. “Was tryin’ to pull you free.” He leaned down and ran his hands over your ass cheeks. He hooked his finger in the waist band of the skimpy material, pulling it and letting it snap back into place. “Cute panties.” He remarked.
You groaned in frustration. “Not funny. Seriously, pull me out.”
You wriggled again, this time in protest, as Carl hooked your panties and slid them down next. “Carl! You can’t do that!”
“Looks like I can.” He said smugly, gripping your thighs and pulling them apart to run two fingers down your now exposed core.
“S-stop!” You stuttered as he began to play with you. “‘M your sister!”
“Step-sister.” He emphasized as he gathered the slick that was starting to appear under his hand. He rubbed it over your hole, slightly slipping the tip of his finger inside of you. “You’re gonna tell me to stop when you’re getting so wet?”
You dropped your head against the cool floor as you heard him unzip his pants. Before you could process, you felt his tip nudging between your thighs. “Ca—oh! Fuck!” You cursed as he began to slide inside of you. You arched your back as far as the bed frame would let you.
“Look at you. Arching into me. You sure you don’t want this?” You could hear the mocking in his voice as he began to move in and out of you. “Would it make you feel better if I made you cum, huh? Forget that it’s your brother’s cock that’s making you feel so good?” He picked his pace up, hitting your spot with every roughy thrust.
Your nails dig into the wood and left small scratches as you clenched around Carl. You knew it was fucked up that your step-brother was buried inside you, but he wasn’t blood family. Not to mention you could feel yourself getting closer by the moment. “Shit! Right there! Oh, Carl!” You moaned loudly, morals flying out the window for the moment.
“There you go, babe.” Carl smirked as he buried himself inside of you and stayed still for a moment now with every move. He couldn’t believe how good you felt wrapped around all of him. “So good. So tight for me.” He praised as he grabbed your hips and dug his fingers into the soft flesh.
“Gonna—“ You tried to warn, but couldn’t stop the orgasm from rippling through you. As the waves of pleasure rolled over you, Carl reached around and rubbed your clit. You whimpered as the orgasm intensified. You couldn’t control nor believe it as you squirted for the first time.
As Carl felt the mess you were making he groaned, eyes rolling back in his head as he came this time once he buried himself in you. You felt his cock twitch as his cum pumped into you and filled you up. He let himself go soft before pulling out and buttoning his pants back.
You caught your breath quietly as Carl lifted the bed up and you backed yourself out from underneath it onto your knees. You warily looked up at Carl, not knowing what to say as you got to your feet and pulled your pants back up.
Carl winked at you as he walked to the door, turning back before leaving to give you a smile. “I’m just next door. You know, incase you get stuck again.”