Chapter 02: Regret and Revenge
Cassidy had just made the biggest mistake of her life. She gave her brother a pity fuck. She just wanted to help him get over a girl. Yea it was a little weird, but at the end of the day it was just another cock. Cassidy lost count of how many random cocks she fucked in college. But with Pat it turned dark. Once they started a flip switched and he got real aggressive real fast. Being dominated by a strong man can be a lot of fun, but that was her first time taking it in the ass.
They were fucking doggy style and all of a sudden he decided to switch holes. He came in her ass and then he just left. She was alone In her room. She's had guys leave immediately after sex before, but in those situations their not waiting in the living room. It was so fucking awkward and she hadn't even faced him yet.
She quickly threw some clothes on and left the house in a hurry. She drove over to her friend Nicole's house. It was there that she showered. She lied and said that their hot water was out at home. She hung out there for the day. They ordered a pizza, talked about college and reminisced about high school.
That evening they went out to a club, Nicole's idea. Nicole wore a tight little black dress. It was strapless, but had tiny armband sleeves. To finish the outfit she wore red stiletto heels. Cassidy had a similar outfit at home, and she ran out of reasons for why they shouldn't go back to pick it up. Pat and the rest of the family were home. She quickly said hi as she walked past the living room where they were all gathered.
Cassidy's dress was black and short like Nicole's, but not as tight on her hips and ass. The dressed flowed out in an A-line from her hips. Her dress was sleeveless with two thick straps, and it was sheer above the bosom. The dress was tight over her C-cup breasts. To finish it off she put on her own red stilletos. Her father looked disapprovingly as she left the house, but she was a 22-year old college senior now so there wasn't much he could do to stop her.
It was cold outside, but the car was already warm at least. She drank and danced a lot that night, but got uncomfortable whenever a guy came up to grind against her. She'd excuse herself to get another drink whenever one tried. Nicole meanwhile had a blast dancing with random guys, but she didn't go home with any. They left together and Cassidy spent the night on Nicole's couch.
The following morning Nicole had to go to work and Cassidy didn't have anywhere else to go, so she finally returned home. She didn't think to bring a spare set of clothes when she changed into the dress so she was still wearing it when she walked in the front door. She carried her shoes; the December ground was cold on her feet, but it was a short run to the car and then from the car to her house.
Pulling up to the house she saw that her parents were gone. It's easy to lose track of days on Christmas break, but it must be a weekday. Not having to talk to her father right now would make things easier, but what she really wanted was for Pat to be gone. She prayed for the house to be empty, but she had no such luck. Her brother Pat was sitting in a chair near the front door. He was clearly waiting for her. "Fun night?" he asked while eyeing her hungrily.
"Where's Caitlin," Cassidy asked about their younger sister.
"She went for a bike ride," Pat said as he stood up. "I think she went to a friend's house." He slowly walked towards her with his eyes staring at her chest.
Cassidy walked briskly to her bedroom. She went to close the way, but Pat got his foot in the way just in time. She was trying to close the door quickly so it slammed hard on his bare foot, but he made no noise to indicate any pain. He held his ground and the door remained cracked. "Pat, can you get your foot out of the way?"
"I was hoping I could come in actually."
"Sure just let me get changed first."
"I was hoping to come in for that."
"Pat, that was just a one-time thing."
"I see. You prefer to fuck strangers at a club instead, huh?"
Cassidy kicked his foot to try and push it back so she could close the door, but it didn't work. He pushed hard on the door and it swung open. She fell backwards and landed on her ass.
Pat looked down at her. In the fall her dress had slid up so that he could almost see her panties. "Now that's what I'm talking about." He kneeled down and placed his hands on her knees.
"Pat, no," she said weakly.
"I guess I'm not as good as some random jackass. Is it that it?"
He leaned forward, placed one hand on her side and the other on her breast. He buried his face into her neck and sucked on her skin. He pushed her back to the ground.
His kisses felt good, but it also felt so wrong. She put her palms on his stomach and pushed up, lifting him off of her. He backed off of her and onto his knees. His hands slid underneath her and cusped her ass. She lifted her butt off the ground in response to get away from his hands, but that only made it easier for him to grip the hem of her panties. He pulled them off and towards her knees. She kicked and struggled, but he was able to get the panties off of her.
Looking down at her, he now saw her pussy. She was mostly shaved, with the small bit of remaining hair trimmed down to a small landing strip. He eagerly pulled out his dick. "Did he cum on your dress?"
"No, he shot his huge load inside me," Cassidy lied.
While stroking his dick with his right hand, his left hand reached out and placed two fingers inside her. She moaned slightly at his touch. "You're so wet."
"Yea that's from him. You should bend down and taste it so you can know what a real man's cum is like." Pat leaned in as if he was going to take her up on the offer. Her juices smell sweet, but there was something inside him that just couldn't get past the idea of tasting another man's cum. Cassidy was disappointed. "A real man knows how to pleasure a woman," she taunted.
"Oh I'll show you pleasure." Pat climbed on top of her and inserted his dick into her. She gasped with each one of his powerful thrusts. Her hands grabbed fistfuls of the carpet to stop her from sliding. She arched her back, pushing her shoulders and head into the ground. Keeping her eyes closed tight she imagined that it was someone else fucking her and it worked well. She was getting into it, moving her body with his motions, moaning louder, but then he ruined it by attempting to talk dirty to her.
"Shut up and kiss my neck," she ordered. She stretched out her neck to give him easy access. Her eyes opened as his lips made contact with her neck. She quickly got back into the mood. Looking up at the ceiling she felt waves of pleasure course through her body as she orgasmed.
"OK get off me," she ordered after she came. He stopped kissing her neck and his thrusts got less forceful but he didn't stop. "OK I confess you were better than him. Now get off and let me shower. I've been out all night and I feel gross."
