Page 3 of Another Trailer Park Virgin

Peeking out the window, I see Gracie has gone home and Clay still has a long time before he comes home from work. Curiosity gets the better of me, and I climb on his bed with the toy in my hand. Surely I can play with it a little before he comes home, and he’ll never know.

Wiggling out of my skirt and panties, I spread my legs and turn it on again. The vibration is loud as I hold the soft rubber of the toy between my kitty lips and begin to rub. I’ve touched myself before but never used anything like this, and I’m not prepared for how good it feels.

Lying on his bed, I’m surrounded by the scent of Clay as I rub it faster and close my eyes. It’s so good, but I can’t help but think it would be even better if he was doing it to me. Maybe even with his mouth. I’ve heard the boys at school talking about licking kitty, and god how I want my brother to lick mine.

The pleasure builds, and I pull it away so I don’t go too fast. I tease myself as I let it build and imagine Clay’s here with me. I rock my hips and grip the sheets as I moan, and I know I can’t wait much longer.

“Clay,” I call out because I can’t help myself.

“April?” His deep voice shocks me out of my almost orgasm, and I’m so surprised I fling the toy away.

It lands with a soft thud at the end of the bed, but the vibrator part is still on, and it’s buzzing so loudly that I can’t pretend I wasn’t using it. I’m also completely naked from the waist down with my legs spread, so I can’t exactly deny much.

“I’m sorry,” I squeak, but his eyes are almost black as they rake over me.

More calmly than I expect, he reaches for the toy and then walks around the bed and holds it out for me. When I look up at him, his dark eyes narrow. “Finish what you started.”

“Clay, I’m sorry—”

“Fucking do it, April.” He angrily cuts me off. “You’ve teased me enough for one day, and I’ve been in pain ever since this morning.”

I start to apologize again, but he shakes his head, so I take the toy.

“Put that on your cunt while I watch.” He grabs his desk chair then puts it right beside the bed before he takes a seat. “You’re lucky I don’t fuck you dirty for that trick this morning.”

Somehow my kitty throbs at the thought, and I put the toy between my legs. I can feel his eyes on my skin, and when I sneak a glance his way, I see he’s unbuttoning his pants. His cock springs out like a baseball bat on a coil and stands straight up. It’s leaking out of the tip, and he’s right: It looks painful. The head is dark and fat like it’s straining for release, and I can see the veins on it pulse with his heartbeat.

“I’m sorry,” I say again as I start to rub. “I didn’t mean to tease you.”

“Yes you did,” he snaps as he grabs his length and begins to stroke it. “You pretended to be innocent.” His grip on his cock tightens as he moves it faster. “Then I catch you in my bed saying my name while you rub your pussy.” He looks so mad as he jacks off. “You’re my sister. This isn’t right.”

“But I love you,” I say as I whimper and rub the toy on my kitty in time with his own strokes. “How can it be wrong?”

“We’re not supposed to do it.” More cum leaks from his cock as he says the words, so I spread my legs so that he can see between them better. “Put your fingers in it,” he demands.

Using my other hand, I slide two fingers in my kitty, and he groans. “I’m pretending it’s you,” I say as I rock my hips.

“Fuck.” He stands up so fast his chair falls over backwards.

The sight of his cock full and thick while he jerks off next to me is all it takes to set me off. The orgasm is so powerful I cry out, and then I’m too sensitive to keep the toy on me. I toss it down on the bed as I watch him and a feeling of pleasure rolls over me.

Before I know what’s happening, Clay is climbing on the bed. “Come here.” He grabs my hair and brings my mouth to the tip of his cock. “I’m gonna wash your mouth out with cum for that kind of talk.”

He pushes my head down, and his cock surges all the way to the back of my throat. He’s too big for me to take all of it, but I barely get a lick before he’s cumming.

“Driving me fucking crazy,” he hisses as I hurry to swallow his release. “You’re a baby brat.” More of his cum fills my mouth, and I moan at the way he’s using me. “Suck it, Sissy, and show me you’re sorry for making me do this.”

I whimper with need all over again as he calls me the nickname he used when we were little. I greedily lick every inch of him I can reach and try to show him how much he means to me. When the last drop is down my throat, he pulls out and leaves me empty. I want his warmth back inside me, and I reach for him.

“No,” he says, shaking his head as he puts his cock back in his pants. “This was a mistake, and it won’t happen again.”

“That’s not fair.” I pout, and he stares at me.

“Not fair? You think it’s fair I have to watch you bending over without panties on? You think it’s fair you leave the bathroom door open when you shower? You think it’s fair I have to hold you on my lap when we watch a scary movie while you wiggle and squirm?” He’s breathing heavily, and I can see the front of his pants is tented and full. He’s probably still in pain.

“I mean it’s not fair you got licked and I didn’t.” I sit up on the bed with my knees apart. “I think I should get a lick too so we’re even.”

He looks at my kitty that’s still tingly from my orgasm and then sucking his cock. He licks his lips and thinks for a second.

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