Anything He wants

The next morning, Ethan stumbled out of bed and into the kitchen.

“Coffee. Must drink coffee.” Without caffeine, he was a zombie.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Babygirl laughed. “You’re just like your brother. There’s plenty already made, and if you need it, we have sugar and cream.”

Ethan found a mug and poured himself a cup of coffee, trying not to stare at Babygirl in her tank top and shorts. He tried not to notice her hardening nipples when they both heard Sir’s voice from the bedroom.

“Babygirl, can you bring me some coffee, please?” “Yes, Sir. Be right there!” Sir?

Babygirl grabbed a mug from the counter and prepared his brother’s coffee. She blushed and refused to meet his gaze. Ethan’s eyes remained on her hips as she walked down the hall towards the bedroom. Sir? What the hell was that about?

Earlier in the week, they’d made plans to go to the beach as long as the weather held. Ethan stared out the window thinking about how nice the weather seemed and how much he’d like to see Babygirl in a bathing suit. After a few minutes, he realized they weren’t coming out of the bedroom anytime soon. He shrugged and decided to get cleaned up and ready for their day at the beach.

At the beach, Ethan spent a lot of time watching Babygirl and all the other girls as their breasts and bottoms bounced while they walked on the sand. He swore to himself that one day he’d have a girl like her. She is F-IN-E, fine, he thought as he pretended not to watch her. Lounging on the sand, he tried not to notice when his brother reached out for Babygirl, grabbed her by the hair, and pulled her into a deep kiss.

“Women like that caveman thing?” Ethan wondered. Then he remembered Babygirl on her knees the night before. He could feel himself growing hard at the memory.

Ethan watched Sir give Babygirl a smack on the ass before sending her back to the beach for more sunscreen. As she walked towards Ethan, he rolled to his stomach to hide his growing desire. The sight of her tanned skin, glistening in the sun, aroused him, painfully so.

Sir watched Ethan watching Babygirl. He understood the effect she was having on his little brother. As long as Ethan didn’t cross any lines, Sir would allow it. He was often in awe of Babygirl’s beauty, too. She exuded an earthy sexuality that drew people to her, men and women alike. Sir didn’t blame Ethan for his reaction.

By mid-afternoon, Sir decided it was time to head home. Babygirl was exhausted and Ethan’s face was sunburned. The kid would be red as a lobster if they didn’t get him out of the sun soon.

Arriving home, Sir decided he and Babygirl needed a nap. He gave Ethan the run of the house and told him he could do whatever he wanted, as long as he didn’t disturb them. Grabbing Babygirl’s hand, he walked quickly down the hallway towards the bedroom.

“Dude, just don’t be too loud. I need some sleep, and I know Babygirl does, too,” Sir called out over his shoulder. “Let us get some rest, and we’ll do a late dinner somewhere.”

“Yeah, man, no problem. I’m gonna take a shower and then watch TV or something.”

Sir grunted at Ethan as he ushered Babygirl into the room and swung the bedroom door shut behind them.

The afternoon turned to evening, as the sun slowly set. Freshly showered, the effects of the sun hit Ethan, and he dozed on the couch, the TV remote limp in his hand, the noise from the TV soft in the background.

His head lolled to the side.

SMACK!

“One! Thank you, Sir!”

Ethan was jolted out of sleep. He dropped the remote and looked around. “What the hell was that?”

SMACK! SMACK! The sound of a hand landing on flesh reverberated down the hallway.

“Two, three! Thank you, Sir!”

What’s with the “Sir” shit? Ethan realized the voice was coming from his big brother’s bedroom. He got up off the couch and walked down the hall. The bedroom door stood slightly ajar.

“You’re a little slut. You know that, right? Rubbing your pussy on me while I slept. Did you think I wouldn’t wake up?” Sir growled at Babygirl. “Ohhhh, Sir! I’m sorry, I promise I am!” Babygirl’s voice came out in a breathless rush.

Ethan almost ran in to rescue her when he heard his brother’s voice again.

“You’re my slut, and you’ll cum, Babygirl, but when I want you to. Not before.”

SMACK! SMACK!

“Four! Thank you, Sir! Five! Thank you, Sir!” Babygirl’s voice wavered. She was clearly in tears.

Ethan thought it sounded like her heart would break. For a moment, he considered bounding into the bedroom, on a rescue mission.

“You ok, Babygirl? You handled your spanking very well, little one.”

Ethan had never heard his brother speak in such a sexual and indulgent tone before. He realized whatever was going on was consensual and that he should walk away.

“Mmmmm, yes, Sir. You know what you do to me.”

It was the first time Ethan had ever heard a woman speak in such a sultry tone. Babygirl was just as turned on as his brother. His brother had said “spanking” which meant he hit Babygirl. Ethan thought he should take a quick peek in on them, just to make sure everything was fine.

Ethan’s eyes widened. Sir stood over Babygirl, his pajama pants slung low on his hips. Under Sir’s gaze, Babygirl, completely nude, rolled over from her knees onto her back. She spread her legs wide, staring at Sir under heavy eyelids. Her hips moved hypnotically, pushing her bare pussy towards Sir. From his vantage point, Ethan could see the moisture coating her puffy labia.

Ethan watched his brother run a finger up and down Babygirl’s lips. She squirmed and mewled under Sir’s touch. At that moment, Ethan realized how hard he was. He had watched Babygirl on the beach all day, lusting after her. Hell, he’d wanted her last night. This was worse, much worse.

Not thinking that his brother only needed to turn his head to one side to discover him, Ethan pulled his cock out of his shorts. As he watched his brother stroke Babygirl, Ethan stroked his cock. Sir’s thumb pressed into Babygirl’s clit, causing her to squeal in pleasure. Ethan’s hand rubbed the head of his cock, stroking the sensitive skin. His eyes closed in pleasure. He opened them quickly, not wanting to miss a moment of what was happening in the bedroom.

With one thumb on Babygirl’s swollen clitoris, Sir inserted a finger into her wet slit. Babygirl shuddered and sighed in pleasure as Sir hooked his fingers and found her G-spot. Sir’s fingers worked in tandem on her clit and her G-spot, slowly gaining speed. Ethan matched his brother’s stroke for stroke on his hard cock.

When Sir picked up speed, so did Ethan. As Babygirl’s breath caught in her throat, Ethan’s did too. He stroked his engorged cock firmly, not taking his eyes off the couple in the bedroom. Each time his fingers grazed the bulbous head, he choked back a groan.

“I’m going to make you cum like the little slut you are!” Sir quietly growled.

“Ohhhhh, eeeeeeee-ahhhhhhhhh! Sir, please, please, me, please… oh God, oh God!”

Babygirl’s squeals signaled that her orgasm grew closer with each stroke of his hand. Sir pressed deep into the swollen nub of flesh under his thumb, as his fingers continued to slam into her G-spot.

THWAP-THWAP-THWAP! The sound of flesh connecting with wet flesh filled the room.

Ethan’s hand moved faster and faster up and down his hardened shaft. He let his hand sweep over the purple, swollen crown. He knew he was close. Breathing hard between his teeth, desperate not to make a sound and give his position away, Ethan clenched his jaw against the groans building in his throat. Sweat glistened at his temples.

“Cum, Babygirl! Cum NOW!” Sir roared as his hand slammed into her body mercilessly.

Babygirl screamed as her hips bucked, and her orgasm exploded from her body in a massive gush, flooding the bed beneath her, spraying Sir’s hand and her thighs. She shuddered and quivered, gasping for breath for several long moments.

Watching Babygirl squirt was more than Ethan could handle. With one final stroke, he felt his seed spurt in jerks from his rigid flesh. He quickly shoved his shorts over his cock, his free hand wrapping the fabric around his flesh. Biting his lip as he felt the throb of release, Ethan backed back away from the door.

Shaking himself out of his stupor, Ethan hurried to the spare bedroom to clean up. He couldn’t believe what he had seen or what he had done.

“I’ve got to get me a woman like that,” he muttered to himself as he walked down the hall.

“You think you can handle a woman like Babygirl, little brother?” asked a low voice from the doorway.

Ethan stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around. Afraid to meet his brother’s eyes, he looked down, searching for the right thing to say. “She…uh, she’s…um…”

“She’s amazing, and she’s mine. And when you grow up and learn to stop spying on people, maybe you can find a woman half as wonderful as she is.” Sir’s voice was quiet but firm. “I love you, little brother, but I will not tolerate any disrespect to Babygirl. You got that?”

Ethan nodded his head. His jaw tightened as he considered his next words. “Why the fuck does she call you Sir and how the hell did you get her to kneel? And fuck, man, spankings? How the hell do I find a woman like that?” His voice came out in strangled tones. He wanted what he’d seen all weekend, but he couldn’t imagine how he’d ever be lucky enough to have it for himself.

“If you think you’re man enough to handle the responsibility, I’ll tell you about it. But later, little brother. Right now, I’m gonna go fuck my Babygirl and then sleep until dinner.”

The End