Tyler Comes to Visit his Little Sister Pt 1

“A baby, Anna?” She hadn’t expected her husband to respond with so much contempt. The young housewife simply looked down and shrugged. She couldn’t see her toes below the jutting cleavage, but she knew they were curled inward and on top of each other; a sure sign she was nervous.

“Your three weeks into online college which you assured me wasn’t a phase. I’m still paying off that fucking camera, so you could do photography. Before that it was oils, then life-coaching. Dammit woman. There’s no take backs with that one.”

“It was just an idea, Chris. For fuck’s sake, I won’t bring it up again.” her arm stretched across her chest as she looked down at her toes.

“Christ Anna! I’m already running late for my fucking flight and come up and dump this shit on me! You know this work trip is important.”

She didn’t, the life a salesman never seemed to be able to keep her attention for more than a few minutes. All she knew was he’d be gone for two weeks this time.

“Forget I mentioned it. Here’s your briefcase babe.”

“Thanks, and don’t forget. When Tyler is here, you take care of his every need. I know that self-righteous prick is going to try and do this renovation I agreed to for free like he did for your parents. I’m not waiting around for an invoice that he’s never going to send, treat him like royalty. I don’t need his charity.” He threw back his coffee as aggressively as he dismissed her request.

If they didn’t need her brother’s charity they probably would have hired a contractor that lived in the same state. Anna was proud of her brother. He had established himself well starting off as a carpenter, then building himself a decent general contracting gig. Sure, he worked with his hands, but he’d made more money doing it than a lot of her friends who also had college debt to pay off…debts like the ones her husband had.



“Yeah, yeah, I know.” Though she also knew steak lobster every night wouldn’t even come close to the amount of money her brother would normally charge for a project as big as theirs.

“Love you hun.”

Anna heard no reply, just the door slamming behind the man she once loved. As she turned to the coffee pot she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She knew she was beautiful, not in a conceited way, just an empirical analysis.. And she looked amazing this morning. Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail letting her perfectly manicured makeup display itself. The white tank-top under her cardigan snugged tight against her flat stomach and Double D chest and the jeans she wore announced her ass was as tight as the rest of her body. Being 5’2″ meant she could pretty much live in high heels, today was no exception, and yet again, it was unimpressive to her husband. Anna knew she was gorgeous, what she couldn’t figure was what good it did her. Sure, she bagged a husband quick and efficiently, but how did it serve to improve her life? Simply put, it didn’t. Apart from the occasional kind act from a stranger (which pales in comparison to the creepy or objectifying acts of strangers and friends alike) her beauty did nothing for HER, just for those who observed it. Still, it was all she had, she left school early when Chris got her pregnant, when she miscarried, they were already married. All she had really was her beauty, so she clung to it, constantly aware that it made her a depreciating asset. She sighed her disappointment away as best she could then poured herself a cup and checked her phone.

“What’s your ETA? Chris says I have to treat you like royalty while you’re here.”

“Left the motel in Redding a few hours ago, I’ll be in Seattle around 4pm. Long as traffic isn’t too bad, I’ll see round 5.” Anna smiled as she read his words. She always loved talking to her big brother.

“Are you texting and driving Tyler?! That’s not safe!”

“Bite me, you want this shit or not. Now that I’ve cleared the mountains it’s literally a straight line from here to your exit.” She laughed out loud.

Love you.

You too kiddo.



She never understood why it irked her so much when he called her kiddo. It was important though that her brother saw her as a grown woman. He was five years older than Anna. The day Tyler turned 18 he fucked off and moved to California. He and their father hated each other, and not like where angsty teenagers hate their parents, the feelings were mutual. They’d hospitalized one another on more than one occasion. Though Anna didn’t know until her father’s funeral, Tyler had been disowned, written out of the will. Their mother didn’t even tell him when his father passed. To Anna, Tyler was a superhero. Most of the fights had to do with how poorly their father treated her. He planned to take her with him when he left, but was told they’d send the police, and that they’d filed a restraining order on her behalf. Not only did he want to leave, he had to.



After far too long scrolling through photo after photo of her high school and college friends living better lives than her, Anna popped off the couch and headed up the stairs to start her day. There were few sports bras that could contain her tits without looking either super trashy or awkwardly lumpy, so when she found one that nestled itself in the sweet spot she bought several. Today it was the black one with the mesh back and racing stripe that matched the leggings. She wasn’t sure why she maintained her physique, but she did, rigorously. Two miles later she gazed up at the massive maple trees that dotted the suburb she found herself in. They were majestic beings, thick and beautiful. Her heart sank at the way they had been awkwardly cut and pruned so as to not interfere with wires, or buildings. The massive roots lifted the asphalt and sidewalk, those too, were aggressively chopped so as to not interfere with urban sprawl. Anna felt the pain of the trees. She knew what it was like to be valued for one’s beauty and majesty, only to be hemmed and confined by those appraisers. Chris was her Montgomery Street. Anna let out a heavy sigh and changed the song on her playlist. Time for the home stretch.



The precious sports bra was on the floor before the front door even had closed. It was the only day she had the house to herself, she’d be damned if she didn’t take advantage, if the leggings weren’t so damn tight they’d have shared the same fate. Eventually their mangled, inside out corpse hit the floor with her panties tangled in the heap. Anna stared out the window of her kitchen as rehydrated. The morning sun warmed her bare skin, and she felt an urge, a familiar one with the house to herself. It seemed Chris’ gaming TV would be taking a vacation, joining her in the bathroom for a very… very steamy bath.



As the tub filled, Anna made her way into the back of her closet for her most prized possessions. The first time she caught Chris cheating she found he had been buying his mistress toys and lingerie through a shop that used a discreet ambiguous charge name. She tore him a new one for that. The second time, she pretended to not notice, and started purchasing stuff from the site with his credit card for herself. The black box held dozens of vibrators, dildos, plugs, novelty toys, oils and more. For the next two weeks it no longer needed to be kept in hiding. The one source of solace in her completely mundane life could finally be used to the fullest extent. Knowing she had a craving for an anal orgasm, Anna grabbed a plug, a 7″ dildo, a 6″ rabbit, some water safe lube, and a sensual bath oil. She had tried several bath oils before, this one heightened her senses in a way so that when she touched herself, it felt like someone else was doing it. She popped in her DVD “Interracial Gangbang 7: From Gold Digger to Gold Jizzer”



She let the story arch build as she teased her breasts with the vibrating rabbit and toyed with her ass with the plug. Bored, rich wife meets a dangerous man, who invites her to an outing… Same old thing, that didn’t matter, she wanted to be that tiny brunette getting railed. She closed her eyes and began to kiss and lick black dildo in her hand, then began to match the sounds of the girl gagging on dick sliding back and forth to further tease her ass with the plug. The rabbit worked its way gradually down her chest and onto her clitoris as Brunette started to moan from the tongue surveying her pelvis. Anna’s nipples rose as she slowly plunged the vibrator deep into her warm cunt. Slowly she slid it in and out of her, matching the pace of the cock in the back of her throat. The vibrator Before long Anna was ready to go. Adequately prepped, she pulled the sloppy cock out of the back of her throat and set it aside to slowly pop the plug out her backside. She squealed in pleasure as the wide base stretched her ass to the approximate width of its new friend. Quickly, Anna shoved the silicone cock deep into herself. As it burrowed into her ass she began to feel the waves of impending pleasure course through her body. The dildo pumped in and out of her ass alternating thrusts with the rabbit. She frantically grabbed for the remote to skip ahead to the triple penetration part knowing her climax was fast approaching. She had the spot memorized: 23:42.

“Yes, I want both of you in my ass just like that while he fucks my dirty little pussy!”

Anna moad in agreement with the girl on the screen. She tossed the remote towards the stand only to watch it disappear under the suds.

“Fuck!”

She couldn’t tell if the “fuck” was in response to ruining the remote, or orgasms approach, but half a second later she had forgotten entirely about the former. Her toes, now arched above the suds in order to get a better angle at her fuckholes, curled inward as wave after wave of deep pleasure erupted from her pelvis. The intensity of the vibration from the rabbit vibrated the black cock through the thin membrane between her two pleasure centers.

“Jesus Fuckking CHRIIIIIIIIIST!”

She planted her feet and arched her back, lifting her body out of the water, then quickly pulled the rabbit and rubbed her clit frantically causing a spray of cum to spatter across the tile. With no one coming home, she had no concern for making a mess. Her breathing slowly subsided as she continued to massage her clit, now back under the suds. She could feel that her fingers were starting to prune indicating it was time to move this fuckfest elsewhere… The bed? The couch? Chris’ home office.



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As 6:30 approached Anna realized her brother had underestimated Seattle’s new amounts of traffic. Time to phone.



“Hey sis, sorry, trailer got a flat out in Buttfuck, Oregon. Threw off my schedule, I’ll be there tonight sometime… like 9 or 10 hopefully.” Tyler sounded annoyed somewhat as he spoke.

“Everything’s okay though right? You weren’t injured.” Anna was a bit embarrassed at how desperately concerned she sounded.

“A couple new grey hairs probably, it was one of the inner wheels so that made it a pain to fix, but, rollin on steady now… Gosh it’s been a while since I’ve been up here. Usually Mel and I are hosting you guys.”

“Yeah well, my fucking roof is caving in or whatever so, now you gotta save me.” She tried to maintain her cool vibe.

“Relax it’s just that kitchen extension. I fuckin told Chris it was gonna be a problem before you guys even bought that place.” Tyler didn’t care for Chris… Only recently had Anna really understood why.

“I know… if I ever want him to leave me alone for a month, all I have to do is remind him of that.”

“Haha, what a prick. Whatcha been up to? got the whole place to yourself for the day.”

“The usual: walked around naked lip syncing Spice Girls” She wanted to smack herself. Why did she still need to sound cool to Tyler? And why would sexuality be what would make her cool?!

“Rightio, kiddo” Anna rolled her eyes, half at herself, half at Tyler.

“I’m kidding obviously.” (She was… at least about the Spice Girls)

“Yeah, I’m pretty used to Chris being gone. Sometimes I feel less at home when he’s around.” She checked her nails… God it was sad how true that was.

“That’s not a good sign sis, you talk to him much about it.”

“We can’t all be you and Melanie, with a perfect marriage, and two perfect kids, and a perfect hot nanny, it’s okay… really.”

“You sound like mom.”

“just…”

“Sorry, so what are we eating when I get in? I hear it’s all steak and lobster for the next two weeks for me.” The smile replaced the sadness comparing her relationship to her parents’ conjured.

“Well that was the plan. If you keep being such a dick I might boil you instead of the lobster!”

“Fair, well don’t worry about it tonight, it ain’t a road trip if I don’t eat fast food that makes me sick.” She could feel his warm smile through the receiver.

“K, well all that fancy food I’m paying you serves two, so there’ll be wine and cheese when you arrive”

“See you soon, kiddo.”



Anna was confused. She felt… nervous… anxious, gitty. Butterflies in her stomach. It had been a long time since she’d seen her big brother, a long time since been around someone who cared about her like he did, who treated her like she was valuable. Tyler thought the world of her, few else did. Sure, people thought she was hot, they thought they’d like to fuck her, but he truly cared for her in a way even her husband never did.



She threw on her pj’s, matching silk chemise and robe, then hopped on the couch to watch some TV as she waited.

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“Jesus Christ, Anna! You really should lock your door!”

Anna awoke to the cold draft as Tyler opened the front door, his large hands carrying bags tools and clothes alike.

“You shoulda knocked asshole.” She wiped the drool off her cheek, hoping he wouldn’t notice.

He laughed as the two siblings embraced. She could feel the warmth of his chest through the thin silk material that made up her outerwear. She held tight as his large arms surrounded her small frame. This was how a woman of her caliber deserved to be greeted.



“Here let me take some of those.” She said, reaching for the leather duffel bag on the ground.

“Thanks but I got a couple more to bring in anyways” Tyler said as he picked up the bag faster than she could muster.

“Well follow me. I’ve got the room all made up for you and everything.” She turned and headed down the hall.

“Shit, looks like I caught you watching porn again ya horndog!”

Anna turned bright red as she saw the two people fucking on the screen.. was that why her panties were so wet when he woke her up?!

“Oh fuck, no… it’s that Game of Thrones show! I fell asleep, it’s really good, but man do those people fuck.” She frantically searched for the remote as she attempted to placate the guilty verdict being drawn by her brother.

“haha, I know, just fuckin with you kiddo.” Tyler’s eyes lingered on the screen before Anna finally turned it off, “The girl was pretty hot though, eh?”

“What… ohh… yeah I guess.”

That didn’t help. Anna still felt like the girl that he caught touching herself all those years ago.

“Well unload your shit and come try my cheese platter before I eat the whole thing alright?”

“Maybe it’s the moaning in the background, but that sounds like a euphemism.” He chuckled as he headed to the room she was pointing to.



The younger sister poured the wine. Her face still felt red hot. She was so embarrassed. It had been 10 years since he left, but she still felt like that little girl around him. Always trying to prove herself, unsure why, or how. She met Tyler as he exited the guest room and took a seat on the couch. Tyler picked a spot closer to her than she expected. She suddenly felt very nervous about her outfit and crossed her legs and arms, pulling the robe shut.



“This stuff’s really good Anna, do you have like a cheese hookup out here or something?” Tyler said laughing to himself as he scooped some balsamic spread onto the gouda.

“Nope, just a good eye.” Finally, a win.

“Well, much obliged, I feel like royalty already.”

The conversation and wine continued until all of the sudden, halfway through Anna’s third glass, what Tyler was saying disappeared as she caught a glimpse of something dark on his neck. She interrupted him as she came to understand what it was.

“Is that a fucking hickey on your neck?!” She covered her mouth to hide the cracker stuffed jaw drop.

“Christ! Anna, I don’t know, maybe?” Tyler covered his neck instinctively.

“Maybe?! You think you would have noticed that fucker if you looked in a mirror since you were last with Mel.”

“Huh, you’re right.” he responded as the camera on his phone served as a mirror.

“How’d you miss that? I’m sure the hotel had a mirror too.”

“It wasn’t from Melanie.” Bingo, that’s all she wanted.

“You picked up some chick out in Redding?!” She said, sipping her wine to hide how cool that made him sound to her. Mel and Ty, the open marriage of the century.

“What?! you know how it is with me and Melanie, one night stands are just as much part of road trips for me as junk food.” He said, gesturing passively as her assembled another brie and onion compote combo.

“Yeah… I mean I know you guys have the whole open marriage thing, I just… I mean, her and I talk about it all the time, but you usually don’t.” This was true, and it made sense. Why would he open up to his baby sister about that. She made note of the bottle of wine they were drinking, apparently it worked as a truth serum.

“Sounds about right, that woman is a minx. I really lucked out finding someone who not only matched but sometimes surpassed my appetite for… adventure.” Anna was getting a bit uncomfortable, she felt heat in her cheeks as her eyes searched for something other than his eyes to lock onto.

“She’s really okay with it?”

“Okay?! I sent her photos! And I almost always arrange for some.. activities for her while I’m away.”

“Activities?” As soon as she said it Anna wished she wasn’t so dull.

“Do I have to fucking spell it out for you Anna? Sex.” She gave a knowing shrug to his deadpan reply.

“Damn, usually, guys want to… explore, but get butthurt when the girl does too.”

“Guys are usually insecure children who let their bitchiness ruin a potentially amazing thing.” Tyler retorted with such matter-of-fact-ness. She wished Chris were more like him.

“So, what did you… plan for her?” Anna queried, now quite unpresumptuous; she simply wanted to know.



Anna was trying to play it cool but this was totally beyond her wheelhouse. Apart from her porn obsession, her sex life was pretty vanilla. She lost her virginity at prom, then married Chris halfway through college. To a struggling student waiting tables, the traveling salesman seemed mysterious and alluring. It wasn’t until after they were married that she learned the nice suits and car were for show. She didn’t actually care about how much money Chris made, but she did care about how obsessed he was with appearing wealthy. The man before her on the other hand was the opposite. The only thing flashy about him was his smile. She bit her lip to hide how out of her depth she felt. If Tyler noticed, he pretended not to. Which was all the more reason she respected him.

“I’ve arranged for a few people she’s hooked up with to drop by, and I got a weekend trip to Los Cabos for her and the nanny…. they’ll have plenty of… fun together there. While her mom watches the kids.”

“Damn, and all you got was some floozy at a motel?” Anna bit her lip, both scenarios kind of got her going.

“The night is still young madam. Plus, it’s not a competition.” Tyler topped them both up as he spoke.

“Still, was she hot?” she said while holding her glass out to him. After he finished pouring, Tyler grabbed his phone and started scrolling.

“You tell me.” He said as he held out the device to her. A stunning blonde woman stared at her through the camera. She was naked, biting her lip as she kneeled in front of my brother. Anna started to scroll. The next photo she was splayed with a large hand on her face, thumb buried in her mouth. Her shaved pelvis was rammed flush against a chiseled abdomen. Anna inhaled deeply and her eyes went wide as she realized the sight she was beholding.

“Careful there sis. You might see more than you bargained for.”

“Sorry, jeez. Yeah… she’s hot.” She said, hand on her heaving chest.

“Yeah, you know, at first I thought I’d have to take off my wedding ring when picking up women, but turns out, I think I do better with it on.”

“Really, I’d avoid you.” She sipped her wind and crossed her legs

“Yeah, I guess there’s something alluring about the scandal.