#Incest #Rape #Teen #Virgin
By IronKnucklesMike
At Courtney’s wedding, Mike and Britney take a moment for themselves.
The soft hum of excitement filled the air as sunlight poured through the sheer white curtains of the bridal suite. Courtney sat before a large mirror, the delicate white hues of her dress glowing in the early morning light. Wendy, her mother, flitted around the room like a gentle whirlwind, smoothing out invisible creases in Courtney’s gown and fussing with the small bouquet of roses that sat on the table.
“You look perfect, darling,” Wendy whispered, brushing a tear from her cheek before it could fall.
Courtney’s hands trembled slightly as she adjusted the pearl earrings her father had given her years ago. “Do you think Mike will cry?” she asked, her voice a mix of nerves and humor.
Wendy chuckled. “If Mike cries, we’ll have to document it for posterity. You know how he is.”
Just then, Britney burst into the room, a whirlwind of energy in her wine-red bridesmaid dress. “Courtney !! The guys just got here !! Mike looks so amazing in his suit !! He pulls it off quite handsomely !!!” Her laughter was infectious as she twirled around the room, her excitement impossible to contain.
“Amazing, is he?” Courtney asked, raising an eyebrow. “Well, you’ll thank me when you see how amazing the photos turn out. Where is Mike, anyway?”
“Downstairs, probably giving the groomsmen a hard time !!” Britney replied, plopping onto the plush chair by the window. “He was already teasing Ryan about his tie not being on straight !!!”
Courtney’s stomach fluttered at the mention of Ryan, her soon-to-be husband. She could picture him now, nervously adjusting his tie while Mike joked at his expense.
Wendy clasped Courtney’s hands, bringing her back to the moment. “Are you ready for this, sweetheart?”
Courtney nodded, her smile soft but unwavering. “More than ready.”
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Downstairs, the house buzzed with activity. Mike stood by the doorway, his black suit and white tie a sharp contrast to the pale morning light. He had his arms crossed, watching as Ryan’s best man attempted to wrangle a rogue boutonnière.
“Relax, kid,” Mike said, his voice gruff but warm. “This is the easy part.”
Ryan glanced over, his nerves evident in the way he tugged at his cufflinks. “Easy for you to say, Mike. You’re not the one getting married.”
“True,” Mike said with a smirk. “But if you mess this up, Courtney and Britney will never let you hear the end of it. Trust me, I speak from experience.”
The groomsmen chuckled nervously, their laughter breaking some of the tension. Mike clapped Ryan on the back. “You’re doing fine, kid. Just keep breathing.”
—
Back upstairs, Britney peeked out the window at the growing crowd. Guests were beginning to arrive, their dresses and sharp suits, mixed with the charming Marine uniforms of those who served with Ryan adding pops of color to the lush green lawn.
“Everyone’s here !!” she said, her voice a mix of awe and anticipation. “It’s really happening !!”
Courtney took a deep breath, letting Britney’s excitement fuel her own. “It’s happening,” she echoed, her heart swelling with joy.
Wendy stepped back to admire her daughters. “Britney, stand next to your sister. I want to see my beautiful girls together.”
Britney hopped up, standing beside Courtney and looping her arm around her sister’s. The reflection in the mirror was almost too much for Wendy, who quickly reached for a tissue.
“You two are my everything,” Wendy said, her voice thick with emotion.
“And you’re ours,” Courtney replied softly, squeezing her mother’s hand.
A knock at the door interrupted the moment. “Ladies, we’re almost ready for you,” came Mike’s voice from the hallway.
Courtney and Britney exchanged a look, a shared thrill passing between them. Wendy opened the door, letting Mike into the room. His gaze softened as he saw his little sister in her wedding gown.
“You look beautiful, Court,” he said, his usual teasing tone replaced by genuine affection. “Ryan better understand what a true catch he has in you.”
Courtney felt a lump in her throat but managed a smile. “Thanks, Mike.”
“Britt, can I have a moment outside?” He glanced up at Courtney’s face. “Do you mind? There’s still a few minutes and I’d like to talk with her before things get underway.”
Courtney looked a bit taken aback, but smiled and released her sister’s arm. “Of course. But hurry back. I need you by my side, Britney.”
Britney rushed over to Mike and slipped an arm around his as they left Wendy and Courtney alone in the bridal suite.
—
The backyard was quiet compared to the hum of activity inside. The rolling green lawn stretched out to a line of trees swaying gently in the breeze, offering a peaceful reprieve from the whirlwind of wedding preparations. Mike leaned casually against the sleek black limo parked near the edge of the driveway, his white tie slightly loosened. He looked at her as Britney leaned against the limo beside him, her wine-red bridesmaid dress catching the sunlight.
“You wanted to talk ??” she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.
Mike motioned for her to come closer, and she leaned against him, resting her head on his shoulder. For a moment, they stood in comfortable silence, the distant murmur of voices drifting through the air.
“Big day, huh?” Mike finally said, breaking the quiet.
Britney nodded, her gaze fixed on the trees. “Yeah !! It doesn’t feel real !! Like, Courtney’s been the center of everything for so long, and now…” Her voice trailed off.
Mike tilted his head, watching her carefully. “And now she’s starting a new chapter. You okay with that?”
Britney shrugged, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her dress. “I don’t know !! I mean, I’m happy for her, obviously !! But…it’s weird !! She’s always been my big sister, you know ?? The one who helped me with my homework, snuck me snacks after Mom said no, let me cry on her shoulder after bad dates !!!” She let out a small, shaky laugh. “Now she’s going to be someone else’s everything !!!”
Mike nodded, letting her words settle. “Yeah, it’s a big change. Trust me, I get it. When I moved out, Courtney cried for a week. Mom tried to hide it, but she wasn’t much better.”
“Really ??” Britney looked up at him, surprised.
“Really,” Mike said with a grin. “She’s got this way of making everyone feel like they’re her number one priority. That doesn’t change because she’s getting married, Britt. It just means her circle’s getting a little bigger.”
Britney kicked at a small pebble, watching it roll away. “I know !! But it still feels like we’re losing her, even though I know we’re not !!”
Mike put an arm around her, hugging her against himself, his expression softening. “You’re not losing her. If anything, you’re gaining someone who loves her as much as we do. And you’re not just her little sister anymore. You’re part of the reason she’s the amazing person Ryan fell in love with. You helped shape her into who she is.”
Britney blinked, his words hitting deeper than she expected. “You really think so ??”
“Absolutely,” Mike said. “And when the day comes for you to walk down the aisle, she’s gonna be right there, ugly crying like Mom probably is right now.”
Britney laughed at the thought, the tension in her chest loosening. “I don’t know if I’ll ever get married !! I’m not sure anyone can handle me !!”
Mike smirked. “Oh, there’s someone out there who can handle you. Just like Ryan handles Courtney and I handle Mom.”
Britney rolled her eyes but smiled. “You’re not as funny as you think you are, Mike !!!”
“Maybe not,” Mike said, ruffling her hair like he had when they were kids. “But I’m right about this. Courtney’s still Courtney. And she’ll always be your big sister.”
Britney leaned her head against his shoulder again, a rare moment of vulnerability between the two. “Thanks, Mike !!”
“Anytime, kid,” he replied, embracing her in a brotherly hug.
Britney moaned softly as she put her arms around him, burying her face in the crook of his neck. “You’re an amazing big brother, you know that ??”
Mike grinned and then kissed the top of her head. “Yeah, just don’t tell anyone, or you’ll ruin my reputation.” They shared a laugh, and Mike continued. “And you are the most amazing baby sister a guy could ask for.” His hands slid down her back, and rather than pulling away, Britney relished the gentle comfort of his touch.
“It’s too bad we’re related !!” Britney said, then buried her face in his shoulder to hide her embarrassment.
Mike grinned. “Oh? And why is that?”
Britney shook her head but didn’t say anything as Mike continued to softly caress her back. She couldn’t help but moan softly and press further against him, a small sigh escaping her lips.
“Britt,” Mike said in a whisper. She pulled her head back to look up into his eyes, but remained pressed against him. Her eyes sparkled.
“Yes, Mike ??” She asked in a breathy whisper.
Suddenly Mike could hold it back no more, and he leaned in, capturing her soft lips with his own. Though she had practically instigated it, she was shocked when it happened, her eyes flying open for a moment before hugging him tighter and giving in. Her tongue sought entrance into his mouth.
This was really happening, and at their sister’s wedding. Mike had his precious baby sister pressed against him as their mouths hungrily devoured one another. One hand slid down her back over the swell of her curvaceous ass, grabbing and squeezing.
Britney moaned into the kiss and slid a hand down between his legs, feeling the growing bulge in his slacks. Though she couldn’t get a natural grip on him, she wrapped her fingers around it and slowly tugged it back and forth.
Mike rested his forehead against hers and whispered, “Fuck, Britt. You know I’ve had my eyes on you for so long!”
She bit her bottom lip but said nothing as she continued to stroke him through his slacks. Soon, she was soaking right through her pink lace panties and tight white stockings she wore beneath the wine-red dress. She moaned as she could feel it starting to lightly trickle out of her, the wet spot growing.
Mike reached a hand down and pulled up her dress, pressing two fingers to her pink lace panty-covered pussy, moving his fingers in circles around her hardened, soaked clit. “You’re so wet, Baby Sister.”
Britney half giggled and half moaned. “We can’t do this right now !! I’m so sorry !! This is Courtney’s wedding !!!”
She pulled away and turned to go inside, when Mike reached for her. “You started this.” She smiled, but shook her head, trying to pull away.
“Mike, come on !! Stop !!!” Her eyes went wide when she realized he wasn’t going to let her go. “Mike, stop this !!”
Mike had entered a state of desire so strong, he was practically blinded by it. He bent Britney over the hood of the limo and ripped her stockings wide open, grabbing her pink lace panties and ripping them off of her. She screamed at him to stop, but there was no getting through to him. His hunger for her needed to be satiated.
Mike brought her panties up to his face with one hand as he held her down with the other, his eyes closing as he sniffed and then licked the spot that had nestled snugly against her wet hole. It was intoxicating tasting her wetness. He shoved her panties inside the inner pocket of his suit coat and used his right foot to spread her legs.
“Mike !!” Britney moaned, struggling to get free. “Stop this !! I said not here !!” But he wasn’t listening.
Mike lifted her dress over her shapely plump ass, then unzipped his slacks and pulled his thick 7 inch cock out, lining it up with the entrance to her tight little pussy, and pressed into her. She screamed and he quickly covered her mouth, leaning in. “Stop making so much noise!”
Britney almost bit his hand, but thought better of that. It would only make him mad, and things would escalate and get worse. She nodded her head and decided it was better to just accept what was happening. Mike took his hand away and grabbed onto her hips.
“You’re such a fucking asshole, Mike !!” She said to him as she began slamming back against him. Despite being forced by her own brother, it did feel good having his cock inside her, stretching her. “Mike, stop !! No !! Get the fuck off of me !!!”
Mike grabbed her hair and pulled back as he railed her hard from behind. “You know you like it. You started this, Baby Sis!”
They both moaned as flesh slapped against flesh, beads of sweat forming in their brows. Fortunately Mike was wearing black to hide the sweat spots forming around his neck and armpits. “Fuck, Britt, you’re so God damn tight, Baby!”
Britney moaned. “Mike, please stop !! Oh God !! You’re fucking hurting me !!” Suddenly there was a sharp pain, as if something inside her tight little bald pussy snapped. She covered her mouth to stifle a scream, squeezing her eyes shut.
Mike looked down and noticed streaks of blood on his cock. Oh fuck, he thought. I just fucking broke my sister’s hymen! The sight made his cock twitch, and he was so close to cumming now.
After a couple minutes the pain diminished, replaced by the sensation of overwhelming ecstacy. “Mike, oh fucking God !! You just popped my damn cherry !!” But she wasn’t trying to stop him anymore. Now she wanted his cum inside her, to feel the rush of his seed spill into her. “Cum inside me, big brother !! I fucking need it !!”
Mike smacked her ass, leaving a big red handprint on her. She gasped from the pain and the electricity jolting through her body as she reached a hand between her legs and began playing with her clit. “Fuck, Mike !! I’m so close !! Make me cum for you !!”
Mike groaned as his body began to shake, his balls tightening, his thick 7 inch cock throbbing inside her. “I’m gonna cum, Baby Sister! Oh fuck…!”
His body went stiff as he shoved his cock as deep inside her as he could get, his balls threatening to get sucked up inside her. They simultaneously exploded, his cum painting her virgin walls white as his cock receives her gift of a cum shower.
Britney moaned out, covering her mouth with both hands. Mike looked up toward the sky and groaned. For a few long minutes, he kept pumping thick ropes of steaming hot cum inside his sister.
Breathing hard, he pulled out of her, sobbing his already softening member back in his pants and zipping up. Then he pulled her dress back down and leaned on the hood next to her, grinning.
“Thanks for that, Babe.” He said, and gently kissed her lips.
She tried to look angry. “I told you not to do that, Mike !! It should have waited !!”
Mike helped her get to her feet and hugged her to himself. “But this was fun, yes?”
Britney held onto him, burying her face in his chest. “Yeah !!” She said. “Thank you !! For being my first !!”
The sound of Wendy calling from the back porch broke the moment. “Britney! Mike! It’s about to start! Time to get to your places!”
Mike and Britney looked at each other with a smile, both knowing they just barely dodged a bullet.
Britney groaned but pushed off the limo. “Guess we better get back !!”
“Yeah,” Mike said, adjusting his tie. “Let’s go send Courtney off in style.”
As they walked back toward the house, Britney glanced up at her brother. “You know, for an old guy, you’re not so bad !!” She gave him a wink.
Mike laughed. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
And with that, they disappeared back into the chaos of the wedding, the bond between them a little stronger than before.
Mike and Britney went upstairs to get Courtney, peering in. “Ready to do this?” he asked, offering his arm.
Courtney nodded, taking his arm as Britney gathered the train of her dress. Together, they headed toward the staircase, the hum of the guests below growing louder.
As they descended, the world seemed to pause for a moment. The laughter, the colors, the love—it all swirled together, a perfect symphony of joy.
They reached the front door at the bottom of the stairs and it opened. The Bridal march started and everyone stood up and turned to look at the bride. But her eyes were only in the man she was marrying. Standing front and center, with a smile on his face, was Ryan, waiting for her.
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By IronKnucklesMike
#Incest #Rape #Teen #Virgin
