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It wasn't bad to touch yourself to your brothers moans.
It wasn't bad to wish you were your brothers partner.
It wasn't bad to wish you were the one being railed.
It wasn't!
Tricia swears. It's not bad. It's not wrong!
Listen, having a small incest crush wasn't bad at all.
Nor was fucking yourself to those thoughts.
It was all ok!
Incest was ok.
Listen, it's all ok!
It made sense.
Tricia knew Craig her whole life!
And Craig knew her for most of his.
She trusted him.
Enough to date her.
Enough to fuck her.
Enough to marry her.
It was fine because it made sense!
There was a bond she had with her brother that nobody else could have with her.
She was happy to have that bond!
She loved it.
She wanted it.
She needed it!
Maybe that's why when she found out Craig had known about her touching herself to him that she was excited.
Maybe that's why she's ok with Craig being a pervert.
Because it was ok.
Nothing wrong with it.
He was her brother!
He could do anything.
She loved him enough.
She'd always love him enough.
Enough for him to do anything!
Anything.
That's why when Craig was sex deprived due to Tweek having to go out of state with his family for some coffee convention, Tricia replaced Tweek. Took his spot. And man, did she love it.
"Fuck... Tricia" Craig moaned as he forced his dick deeper into his little sister's mouth. Hearing a muffled giggle as she continued to give him a blowjob.
He couldn't remember how or when this whole thing started. But boy, was he happy it did.
All he knows is
•Tweek wasn't in town
•Craig was horny
•Tricia offered
•it became routine
•he loved it!
•Tricia seemed to love it too!
He let out a small sigh when he felt Tricia pull off of him. A small pop sound could be heard.
"Why'd you stop?" He asked.
"We're just switching it around, don't worry. Lay down, though!" Tricia commanded, which Craig obeyed to.
When having sex; there was love. Always. But that didn't mean the usual fighting of the Tucker siblings stopped.
Oh, no! It didn't stop at all. You could even say it worsened.
But maybe that was just because they were alone and could cuss each other out how much they felt like.
Tricia got up, her small boobs making a tiny bounce as she went over to the dresser. Craig kept an eye on her the whole way. As she opened the bottom drawer and looked under the clothes to find a condom. Smirking once she got it, although it was ever so slight.
Making her way back to her brother, she opened the condom. Moving to Craig's boner.
"Ready?"
"Just fucking do it."
"Jesus, maybe I'll edge you."
"Maybe I'll take control."
"You're a bitch."
"You're a slut."
Tricia glared, frowning and looking upset at him. But she said nothing in return.
Tricia took out the condom, putting it in her mouth before applying it on Craig by rolling it on in her mouth. Using her tongue to push the condom further down to fit the whole shaft. Craig mumbled a curse before his little sister popped back up.
She climbed on top of him, spreading her legs. She grabbed the base of Craig's cock and slowly lowered herself down, letting a whimper out in the process.
Once her hips were down to the base, she started moving up and down, bouncing on her older brother.
Craig let out a small groan, "Trish-"
"Shhhhhhh," she hushed him and moved faster, making him moan.
He thrusted up into her, moving his hands to grab her waist before she batted his hand away.
"What. Tricia." He glared.
"No touching." She smirked.
She moved slower, punishing him. Which he let out a cry due to.
"Fucking... whore." Tricia mumbled, slowly moving faster. She held her brother's hands up as she rode him.
They moaned in unison as she thrusted down suddenly.
She picked up the pace, yet it was agonizingly slow for Craig.
"Move. Move, faster. God- I won't even let you fuck me again if you go so slow." Tricia let go of Craig's hands, slapping him across the face.
"You know Tweek could never do it this well."
"Don't bring him up." Craig felt slight guilt.
"He wouldn't be able to take you as well as I can. You've fucked him, but you still come back to me."
"Tricia." He groaned, glaring at her. Which in response, she moved slower on his cock.
"Run back to him, Craig. Do it."
"You're on me, I can't."
"Don't make excuses! You could easily push me off. Do it, Craig. Push me off." She sunk herself down, feeling his balls hit her. Craig sucked in air through his teeth.
"I hate you." He mumbled, glaring at her before grabbing her wrists and pulling her down to kiss him.
They rolled over once again, Craig now on top of Tricia. Still as deep as he could be.
"Hate me?" His sister had a dopey smile. A stupid smile. Craig chuckled.
"Yes, hate."
"Then, show it. Show you hate me." She whispered.
Craig took a deep breath, grabbing her thighs and bringing her legs up on his shoulders. He slid out slowly, til only the tip was left in her.
Before slamming back into his sister, leaving her to make a loud moan. Which could be mistaken for a scream.
"Don't ever talk shit on my boyfriend again."
All Tricia responded in was with moans.
"Answer me, you slut."
"I- was just.... telling the truth! Love him all you want, b-but... but you'll always... want your little sister's pussy." She gasped in between words, letting out moans.
Fuck, that turned Craig on. The chance of someone catching them, being biological siblings, not allowed to love one another, it almost made him want to impregnate her. But knowing Tricia, she'd just abort it. Asshole.
He continued the thrusts. Fully out, fully in, within just seconds apart.
Tricia's back arched, head thrown back, and legs shook as she was fucked.
She moved one of her hands down, quickly rubbing her clit.
"FASTER, FASTER CRAIG!"
"This is as fast as I can go. God, you're such a whore. Fucking- Tricia." He grunted, bucking his hips as deep as he could go everytime.
Tricia's moans became a jumble of pleads and curses.
Craig wrapped his hand around his little sister's throat to quiet her. Continuing to thrust, as she continued to stimulate her clit.
They continued til Tricia squirted over Craig, breaking out in a moan that even Craig's hand couldn't stop. Her legs shook, she fell back as her back was no longer arched, and her eyes rolled back.
Craig's thrusts became slower, but he slammed into her. Overstimulating Tricia, til he finally came. Spurting sperm into the condom he wore.
The two took heavy huffs, Craig pulling out of his sister and taking off the condom before tying it and throwing it in the trash.
"So. Who is it?" Tricia asked, rolling to her side, eyes half closed.
"Who's what?"
"Better at sex. Me or Tweek?" Craig groaned.
"You if it makes you shut up."
"Mmmmm. It will." She giggled. Craig smiled at her before approaching her, kissing her lips.
"You're so lucky you're beautiful."
"You're so lucky you have a big cock." Tricia jokes, getting a playful smack.
"Shut up, brat."
"Don't be like that. Come on. Shower, then a nap?"
"Yeah, yeah sure. Whatever." Craig smiled softly.
[text from Tweek❤️ received 30 minutes ago: hwy Crsig, im cpminf ovr in fifften minutes!]