Boys in Heels: Sissy Slut Twist

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What starts out as a gift from one brother to another quickly takes a kinky turn when they get caught in the act. Instead of getting into trouble, the boys get the surprise of their life when their father joins in! With more twists and turns than a corkscrew, this secret sissy slut tale will leave you thoroughly satisfied. 

Caution this novel contains sissy slut, incest, father brother, brother brother, alpha male, sissy breeding, bareback, verbal alpha, power bottom, and dirty talk.

Excerpt:

Exhausted after a brutal basketball practice, Logan walked into his bedroom, not expecting to find a long-legged cheerleader bending over and checking her lipstick in the en-suite bathroom. Oblivious to him, she leaned over farther, lifting the back of her short pink skirt until he could see her lacy white panties. Fucking-A. He'd like to start at the tips of her toes—encased in curious platform shoes with gleaming pink straps—and work his way right up to the edge of her underwear. Once he got there, he'd—

"Like what you see?" She met his gaze in the mirror, smiling and flashing him a welcoming lift of her eyebrows.

Despite the low light, he did. "Yeah. Who are you?" There was something familiar about her but Logan couldn't put his finger on it. More lights would certainly help, but when he reached for the switch, she shook her head.

"We don't need that, do we?"

"I guess not." Logan dropped his backpack on his bed and looked around for Angel.

"Who are you looking for?"

"My brother."

"He's not here."

"Then how did you get in here?" Logan toed off his shoes then his socks. Whew! He needed a shower in the worst way.

"Angel let me in but then he left." She puckered up, making Logan think of her mouth around his cock, but then she pressed her lips against a tissue, blotting her lipstick.

"Angel and you…" Logan wasn't about to hit on some girl his brother liked. They'd been down that road before and swore they'd never go down it again.

"He left me here for you."

"He what?" Logan couldn't have heard that right.

"I said your brother left me here for you." She smiled again, making Logan's cock practically levitate the front of his shorts. Thank God she'd wanted to keep the lights dim or she'd see exactly what kind of an effect she had on him. Boner-ific came to mind.

"Why would my notoriously selfish brother do something that?" Logan believed if something seemed too good to be true it probably was. And this—a totally hot chick all buttery for his boner certainly fit that bill.

"To make up for last Sunday's game."

Logan should have started in that game but his brother had been late getting home. That started a chain reaction that meant their mom hadn't been able to get Logan to the game on time. Logan had spent the first quarter watching the other players from the bench. For the last week, Logan had been running extra drills as punishment—all for something that wasn't his fault.

"So you're a hooker?"

Instead of being offended, she laughed. "Did the shoes give it away?"

"Those." Logan pulled off his shirt and tossed it in the general direction of the hamper. "And the fact you've been bent over since I walked in."

"I like to fuck this way." She reached back and rubbed one long-nailed finger along her crack, pushing in the white panties until they showed off perfect globes of glory. "You ever fucked a girl in the ass?"

"Can't say that I have." Logan shimmied out of his shorts, his jock, and then tossed both toward the hamper. "You want me to shower first?"

"I like a sweaty man."

"Good." Logan checked his watch. "Because we've only got twenty minutes before my family starts coming home."

"I think we can work with that." She dimmed the lights in the bathroom even more.

"I think so too." Right now, Logan was so fucking turned on he didn't think he'd last more the three minutes—five tops. "Condoms?"

"Right there next to the lube."

"Great." In his excitement, he fumbled with the package.

"Here, let me." She pulled the condom out of the wrapper and then stuck it in her mouth.

"Uh…"

She knelt before him, grabbed the base of his cock, and then used her mouth to unroll the condom down his length. Whoa. Never had a girl do that to him. He felt the heat of her mouth but not the wet slickness. When she reached the end of his length, she looked up at him and swallowed.

"Fucking-A." It took everything he had not to blow his wad right in her heavily made-up face. Usually, Logan liked the natural look on girls, but this was no girl. This was a woman who'd been around the block more times than he'd had birthdays. Given what they were going to do, he found her slutty makeup entirely fitting.

"There we go." She rose up and turned right back around, offering up her ass. "Just lube up, cowboy."

"Yeah." Logan poured enough lube on his dick to fuck the entire cheerleading squad. "Pull your panties down."

"Sure." She pulled them down just enough to show him a snug little hole. Logan teased his lube-slicked finger around her puckered skin. She moaned, arched her back, and managed to spread her legs just a little farther apart.

"You like that?" he asked.

"Oh, yeah." Her smile was so bright against her pink lips it practically lit up the bathroom. "I like that a lot."

"I'll bet you do." Logan had tried to get girlfriends to go anal but they always refused. This girl seemed to love it. She wiggled and moaned and pushed herself backward onto his finger.

"Add another, baby. Don't be shy."

Logan slipped a second finger beside the first. He wanted to get his dick in there, but he feared blowing instantaneously if he did. Even running through all the sports stats he knew wasn't keeping his arousal in check.To keep things going, he added a third finger and watched her hump back like a cock hungry slut. Never in his life had Logan had any woman want him like this. Yeah, she might be a whore, but she wasn't faking her need for dick drilling.