“Tell him you’re mine now,” he growled, spanking my ass again. “Tell him you’re going to let me fill this p***y every time he’s not around.”
“I’m your cumdump, Jake,” I cried out, voice hoarse and broken. “I’m going to let your brother f**k me whenever he wants. His c*m is going to be leaking out of me while I talk to you on the phone. I’m never letting your tiny d**k touch me again—”
Alex groaned loudly and reached around to rub my c**t again. The combination of his thick c**k hammering my G-spot and his fingers on my swollen nub sent me spiraling toward another orgasm.
“Gonna c*m inside you,” he warned, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Gonna pump this p***y full of my load. You want that, Mia? You want your ex-boyfriend’s brother breeding you on his own couch?”
“Yes!” I screamed, completely lost in the filth. “c*m inside me— fill me up! Breed me while he watches!”
With a deep, animalistic roar Alex buried himself to the hilt. I felt his c**k swell and pulse as thick, hot ropes of c*m erupted deep inside me, flooding my womb. The sensation pushed me over the edge again. I came hard, my p***y milking every drop from him, my juices mixing with his seed as it overflowed and dripped down my thighs onto the cushions
He stayed buried deep, grinding slowly, making sure every last spurt stayed inside me. When he finally pulled out, a thick white river of c*m poured from my gaping p***y, running obscenely down my legs.
Alex picked up the phone, still recording, and zoomed in on the messy creampie leaking from me.
“Say goodbye to Jake, Mia.”
Still panting, covered in sweat and c*m, I looked into the camera with a wicked, satisfied smile.
“Hope you enjoyed the show, baby. Don’t bother calling. I’ll be too busy getting f****d by your brother.”
Alex stopped the recording and tossed the phone aside.
He didn’t give me any time to recover. He pulled me up from the couch, his c*m still leaking down my thighs, and spun me around so I was facing away from him. With one strong hand on my back, he bent me over the armrest of the couch — the same armrest Jake used to rest his head on while watching TV.
“Hands on the cushion,” he ordered, voice rough. “Ass up high. I want to f**k you from behind while you watch the city lights outside.”
I braced my hands on the soft cushion, arching my back deeply and spreading my legs. My ass was presented perfectly, p***y still gaping slightly from the rough pounding, thick white c*m slowly dripping from my used hole. Alex stepped behind me, gripped my hips, and rubbed the fat head of his c**k up and down my messy slit, coating himself in our mixed juices.
Then he pushed back inside me in one long, smooth thrust.
I moaned loudly as he filled me again, the new angle letting him hit even deeper. My t**s hung heavy and swayed with every movement. Alex started f*****g me with slow, powerful strokes — pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, his hips slapping loudly against my ass.
“f**k, this p***y feels even better from behind,” he groaned. “So wet and sloppy with my c*m. You’re such a dirty little creampie slut, Mia.”
I pushed back against him, meeting every thrust, loving how full he made me feel. “Deeper— please, Alex. Wreck me.”
He reached forward and grabbed a fistful of my hair, yanking my head back as he picked up speed. The wet, filthy sounds of his thick c**k plunging into my c*m-filled cunt echoed through the living room. Every stroke forced more of his seed out of me, dripping onto the floor in messy strings.
After a few minutes of brutal f*****g, Alex slowed down and reached for my phone on the coffee table. He opened the video we’d just recorded, attached it to a message, and typed:
“Enjoy the show, little brother. She’s mine now.”
My heart raced with wicked excitement as he hit send.
The message whooshed away.
Less than thirty seconds later, my phone started ringing.
Jake’s name flashed on the screen.
Alex smirked and answered the call on speakerphone, holding the phone near my face while he kept slowly thrusting into me from behind.
“Hello, Jake,” Alex said calmly, his voice dripping with triumph. His c**k continued sliding in and out of my p***y in deep, deliberate strokes.
“Mia? What the f**k is going on?” Jake’s voice came through, panicked and angry. “Is that Alex? What the hell did you do?”
I moaned loudly as Alex gave a particularly hard thrust, the head of his c**k bumping my cervix. “Hi… Jake,” I gasped, my voice breathy and broken. “Did you watch the video?”
There was a stunned silence on the other end, then Jake exploded. “You f****d my brother?! On our couch?! You goddamn w***e—”
Alex chuckled darkly and slammed into me harder, making me cry out. “Watch your mouth, little brother. She’s not your anything anymore. This tight p***y is wrapped around my c**k right now. Feel how deep I am, Mia — tell him.”
I gripped the armrest tighter, my t**s bouncing wildly. “He’s so deep, Jake… deeper than you’ve ever been. His c**k is stretching me so good. I just came twice already and he’s still f*****g me.”
Jake’s breathing was ragged. “Mia, stop this right now. This is insane—”
Alex cut him off by pounding me faster, the wet slapping sounds clearly audible over the phone. “Hear that, Jake? That’s the sound of me ruining your ex-girlfriend’s cunt. She’s dripping all over me. Soaking the couch you cheated on.”
I was losing myself in the filth again. The combination of Alex’s thick c**k hammering my G-spot and the twisted thrill of talking to Jake while getting f****d was driving me wild. “Jake… he’s so much bigger than you,” I moaned shamelessly. “I squirted all over his face earlier. And when he came… he filled me up so much. His c*m is still leaking out of me while he f***s me again.”
Alex reached around and rubbed my swollen c**t in fast circles. I whimpered, my legs starting to shake.
“Tell him what you are now,” Alex growled, loud enough for Jake to hear.
“I’m Alex’s slut,” I cried out, voice trembling with pleasure. “I’m your brother’s dirty little w***e. He can f**k me whenever he wants— in our bed, on this couch, anywhere. And I’m going to let him c*m inside me every single time.”
Jake was yelling something, but I could barely hear him over my own moans. Alex f****d me even harder, his balls slapping loudly against my c**t with every thrust. The phone was still on speaker, Jake forced to listen to every wet slap, every gasp, every filthy word.
“You’re pathetic, Jake,” Alex taunted, never slowing down. “Couldn’t even keep your own woman satisfied. Now she’s bent over like a b***h in heat taking my c**k while you listen.”
I was close again. So close. “Alex— I’m gonna c*m again,” I whined. “Right now— while he’s listening—”
“Then c*m, baby,” Alex ordered. “c*m loud for your ex-boyfriend.”
The orgasm crashed over me violently. I screamed Alex’s name as my p***y clenched and spasmed around his thick c**k, squirting hard once more. Hot fluid sprayed out around his shaft, soaking his balls and the floor. My whole body shook as wave after wave ripped through me.
Alex groaned loudly and buried himself deep, grinding against my ass as he started to c*m again. Thick ropes of hot c*m flooded my already full p***y, mixing with the previous load and pushing it out in creamy waves that ran down my thighs.
We were both panting when Alex finally pulled the phone closer.
“Still there, Jake?” he asked, voice smug.
There was only heavy breathing and the sound of Jake trying not to cry on the other end.
Alex laughed softly. “Good. Keep listening next time too. I’ll be f*****g her every night from now on.”
He ended the call and tossed the phone aside.
I collapsed forward over the armrest, completely spent, c*m pouring out of my ruined p***y. Alex gently turned me around and pulled me into his arms on the couch, his strong body warm against mine.
He kissed my forehead, then my lips, surprisingly tender after how rough he’d been.
“You okay?” he asked quietly.
I smiled, still trembling, feeling deliciously used and completely satisfied.
“More than okay,” I w
hispered. “That was the best revenge I’ve ever had.”