0 comments/ 136310 views/ 27 favorites Breaking Free By: Hidden Friend Chapter 1: Breaking free I can't say I really understand why my parents wanted children, my sister, Jessica, and I spent our childhood being looked after by a continually changing line of baby sitters and child minders. Jessie was three years older than I and so it was towards her that I looked for help and comfort. Our parents were strict; they made the decisions about our lives. They decided if and when we could watch TV, what clothes we could wear, what subjects we would study and what we would do in the holidays. When Jessica reached thirteen my parents decided we no longer needed a baby sitter to look after us when they were working or out at night. Even though we were left to ourselves we were careful to complete any work and chores mom and dad set us before relaxing. We had few friends and none that we'd dare invite round to our house in case mom or dad found out. Strange things stick in my mind from those times I remember when I was about twelve or thirteen Jessie used to come into the bathroom when I bathed and kneel by the bath and help wash my hair and back. Nothing overtly sexual would happen, I'd sit in the bath, and like most boys of that age I'd usually be sporting an erection. She would never mention my erection; we'd just talk quietly about the things that worried us. I think in a way it stemmed from our reliance on each and a need for human contact and love. The baths only happened when our parents were out. I was fifteen when everything changed, Jessica was eighteen and she left home. She went to the states to work at a summer camp; I guess she enjoyed the sudden freedom she found because she never came home. For weeks I cried myself to sleep, it was three months before I found the letters she had written to me and that my parents had hidden. My parents never forgave Jessie for leaving; over the following years they did their best to remove her from their lives. However, I couldn't just forget her, Jessie had been my rock in the storms of my childhood, the one person who I knew loved me unconditionally and I had returned that love with all my heart. When she left I found myself being dominated by my parents, they had my life planned and intended I should follow their plan. I have one skill that made studying easier for me than for most people, and that is that I have a photographic memory. The result was that my parents pushed me into taking extra exams when I was sixteen. I passed my 'A' levels at seventeen and then went to University. My parents decided which University I was to go to and what courses I would do. By that point my life was pretty much controlled by them and I could see no escape. The only rebellion I managed was to add some courses to my degree that I wanted to do. It wasn't much of a rebellion though as I never mentioned the fact that my degree profile had changed. The University was close enough that I could travel everyday, and as my parents refused to help with expenses it made life easier. I spent the following three years at University trying to make ends meet and not get into too much debt. The trouble is that a part time job doesn't pay that well, my social life was non existent, if I wasn't studying I was working and despite that when I graduated at 21 with a masters degree, I still ended up owing the bank about £20,000. I was sitting at home a week after finishing Uni, when the postman knocked at the door with a registered letter; I was surprised to find it was for me. The letter was from Jessie; inside there was a first class ticket to Los Angeles, a cheque for £25,000 and a very short letter. Dear Bobby Congratulations on getting your degree. I think it's about time you came for a visit and so here's a ticket, I've arranged a visa through a friend all you need to do is collect it from the US embassy in London. The cheque should pay off your student debts and leave you some spending money. Looking forward to seeing you. All my love, your big sis Jessie Xxxxxxxx P.S. I'll let you decided what to tell mom and dad. I was dumbfounded and amazed; Jessie must have an amazing job to be able to afford this. I knew my parents would freak and do all in their power to stop me. All our lives our parents had been pushing us and demanding we follow their rules and decisions. At 18 Jessica had managed to escape, I didn't blame her, but it had meant that for the past six years I had been the sole person to be brow beaten by them. Then Jessie's letter arrived and I saw a way to escape and I jumped at it. I didn't mention Jessica's letter to my parents, one day while they were out I packed my bags and leaving a note, walked out the door. As the door closed behind me I knew, no matter what happened in the future, that I wouldn't be returning to this house. Less than a week later I was standing in the airport terminal looking for Jessie. Looking around I noticed a tall, slim, longhaired blonde; her back was to me, offering a view of her great figure in a light summery dress. I did a quick double take as she turned round and suddenly found myself smiling as she ran towards me. "Bobby, god it is you, you look great" I laughed as I grabbed her in a hug and kissed her cheek. "You look amazing Jessie, how are you doing" "I'm great, welcome to America" With those words she hugged me close and kissed me, her lips lightly brushing against mine. "Come on bro, let's get out of here" We grabbed my bags and then she clasped my free hand and led me out to the car park. Just over an hour later we pulled into a driveway that led up to what looked like a redundant lighthouse. As we approached it I realised the old lighthouse had been incorporated into a palatial house. "This is your place?" I asked as we pulled up in front of a double garage. "I like to call it home," said Jessie with a laugh. "It's amazing, but what the hell do you do? You must have a great job" "Haven't mom and dad told you?" "No, they don't mention you at all. I didn't realise you kept in touch with them" "I haven't heard from them for a couple of years, and then it was one letter sent to the studio" "Studio?" "O god, OK, I'm an actress" "What, god that's great why haven't I seen any of your films" "I make adult films" "How do you mean?" "I'm a porn star" "What?" "A porn star, you know I have sex on film" "O my god" "Look Bobby, why don't we finish this conversation inside, OK?" Grabbing my bags we headed into the house, as I followed Jessie inside I realised she was worried about how I would take the news of her career. I couldn't deny I was surprised and maybe even a little shocked. I dropped my bags in the hall and followed Jessica into the living room. "Do you hate me because of what I do, or maybe think I'm a slut?" "O god Jessie no, I love you, I don't care what you do for a living, what's important to me is that you're happy" "Thanks little bro" We hugged each other. "So what did mom and dad say when you told them you were coming here?" "I didn't tell them, I left a note" "O god Bobby, I bet they went ape shit" "Yeah, I bet they did. So what did mom and dad say in the letter? That's if you want to talk about it?" As she told me about the letter she started to cry, without hesitating I walked up to her and enfolded her in my arms. It seemed strange to be so much taller than Jessie, the last time I had seen her she'd been the taller one, but now I toward over her. As we hugged her tears slowed and finally stopped, we stood there a few minutes just holding each other. Finally Jessica pulled away from me and wiped her eyes. "Sorry about that" "That's OK" "So Bobby would you like something to eat?" "What I'd quite like first is a shower to wash away the grime of the flight" Jessie led me upstairs and showed me to my bedroom. "This is your room, I'm just down the hall, and the bathroom's just opposite" "Ok thanks" "Why don't you get unpacked and I'll grab you .." I missed the last of the sentence as she headed out the door. It didn't take long to unpack; I hadn't brought too many clothes, planning to restock while staying with Jessie. After all who wants to pay around £48 for a pair of 501s when they are less than half that price in America. I stripped down to my shorts and headed to the bathroom, I opened the door and stopped in amazement. The bathroom was great; a large tub filled a good third of the bathroom, as soon as I saw it I thought 'fuck the shower I'm going to have a bath'. You may think that's strange, but when you're six foot four there aren't many ordinary baths that you can lay down in. Either your legs are out of the water or your upper body is, but this looked like a bath made for relaxing in. As the bath filled I thought about Jessie, I didn't have a problem with her career, my problem was that when I'd last seen her she had been a full figured 18 year old, and suddenly here she was, 24 and with a body to die for. I was finding it difficult to relate this drop dead gorgeous woman to my sister. I was still pondering this when I switched off the taps, dropping my shorts; I looked down at my eight inches of throbbing erect cock. "I guess I know your thoughts on this," I said as I stepped into the hot water. "Talking to yourself little brother" I looked towards the bathroom door, Jessica stood there holding a towel. I saw her eyes move from my face, down to my erection. "I brought you a towel. Wow, I guess I shouldn't call you little brother anymore" I felt myself blush and quickly lowered myself into the bath. "I didn't mean to embarrass you Bobby" "It's OK" "The baths great isn't it; in fact it's big enough for two" I suddenly had an image of my sister climbing naked into the bath with me. "You OK" "Huh, what? Yes I'm fine just jet lagged" Rather than leaving Jessie sat beside the bath. "Is it OK if I stay and talk? We could catch up with each other, unless you'd rather be alone" I looked at her sitting beside me and saw the happiness in her face as she looked at me. "No that's fine" As we talked I relaxed in the hot water, I was very aware that she would be able to see my erection. "I'm sorry Bobby" "What for?" "Leaving you alone with mom and dad" "God I don't blame you for that, you had the chance to escape and you took it; I'd have done the same thing" "Has it been bad?" "You know mom and dad, you will do this and you will do that. I'm 21 years old and if your letter hadn't come I don't think I could have got away" "I'm sorry I didn't give you the chance to escape sooner" "That's OK, when I go home I'm not going back there, there's got to be something better" "Don't talk about going back Bobby. You can stay here as long as you want, for ever even" "Jessie, I don't …" "Shhh, don't speak" We sat there for a while in companionable silence. What finally made me move was the water cooling down. "I think I'd better get washed before the water gets any colder" "Can I wash your hair?" I smiled, "I guess" I slipped under the water soaking my hair, as I sat up Jessie poured shampoo onto it, her hands massaging my scalp as she lathered my hair. "God this brings back memories," said Jessie "I was just thinking the same thing" As her hands moved through my soapy hair my cock quickly rose to an erect state. "OK swill" I ducked my head beneath the water as Jessica ran her hands through my hair, swilling the soap away. I sat back up as she grabbed a sponge and some soap and washed my back. "Just like old times I see," said Jessie as she eyed my once more erect cock "OK little bro, I'll leave you in peace" As she left the bathroom my eyes watching her pert arse and long legs. 'Stop that' I thought to myself 'she's your sister'. I shook my head trying to clear thoughts of Jessica from my mind and then quickly washed myself in the cool water. As I stood I couldn't resist wrapping my fingers round my throbbing cock, I swirled a soapy hand around my cockhead while I pumped the shaft with the other. Standing there I pumped my cock while my soapy hand slid over the purple head and moved down to cup and squeeze my balls. As my pleasure peaked in an orgasm and my sperm shot into the bath I moaned in pleasure, my mind filled with images of my sister. "O Jessie, Jessie, Jessssiiieeeeee" It wasn't until my orgasm passed that I realised the bathroom door was still wide open. I felt embarrassed when I realised Jessica may have heard or even seen me masturbate. After getting dressed I headed down stairs, I could hear Jessica singing to herself towards the back of the house. I found her in the kitchen preparing a light dinner, a large bundle of paper sat on the counter and I reached across and picked it up. Breaking Free Breaking Free Breaking Free "You are horny aren't you slave?" "Yes master." "Tell me what you want?" "I want you to fuck me, please master I love you, only you can give me pleasure." Jess was so turned on by the carnal display, she could smell her own desire emanating from between her legs. Shivering with anticipation, she could not take her eyes from the scene in front of her. The dom moved between his subs legs kneeling down so he could look at her pussy. "You will not come until I tell you slave, do you understand?" "Yes master." Jess nearly dropped the cup in her hand shaking with desire as she watched the dom's mouth cover his slaves pussy. He licked and nibbled his slave, she raised her hips from the bench to get more contact from his mouth to her cunt. Sliding a finger into the woman's pussy he slid it in and out a few times before he added another finger to her sheath. Licking her clit while he finger fucked her, had his sub moaning with pleasure. Jess could feel the cream from her body spilling onto the inside of her thighs. She didn't think she could get any more horny than she was. Until the dom stood undoing his pants and sliding them down his muscular thighs. The guy was ripped, he had a six pack any woman would admire, long muscular legs and hung like a bull. Jess watched as he stepped back between his sub legs grasping his cock by the base in his hand them aiming for his slaves pussy. He entered her in one hard thrust. Holding himself still for a moment, then pounding in and out of his subs cunt. The woman was so loud it was a wonder the whole place couldn't hear her. "You will not come until I tell you slave." "Yes master," the woman panted out. The dom was pounding so hard into his sub she understood why she was tied to the bench. She would have been pushed off the end of it. The dom pounded and gyrated his hips against his subs body making a slurping smacking sound as their bodies slapped together. "Come now," the dom yelled. Both the dom and his slave roared and yelled as they found fulfillment together. When they had caught their breath again the dom released his submissive from the bench helping her to stand on wobbly legs. When she was steady on her feet the dom picked up his pants wrapping his arm around his woman's waist. "Happy anniversary honey," he said as he kissed her passionately on the lips. "Happy anniversary babe, thank you. That was the best present I've ever had," the woman replied, then they left the room. "What do you think sugar? Do you think you'd like to experience some of what you've seen tonight?" Brad asked as he turned Jess face towards his. "Oh my god I've never seen anything like it," she said, awe prominent in her voice. "Is that a good thing or bad thing Jess?" Tyler asked with abated breath as he awaited her reply. Jess turned her head to Tyler and was nearly burned alive by the hunger she could see in their depths. Jess didn't answer, she couldn't. Instead she grabbed Tyler by his shirt bringing him closer to her, placing her lips against his as she kissed him. Sliding her tongue along the seam of his lips he opened to her, drawing her tongue into the depths of his mouth. One of them groaned as their mouths ravaged each other. He tasted like mint and soda, she couldn't get enough of him. She was so horny she thought she might explode just from having their mouths connected. She groaned into Tyler's mouth when she felt Brad plaster his chest against her back, sliding his hands under her top he massaged her breasts, then plucking her nipples between his fingers. That was all it took, Jess shook and shuddered as she she climaxed her pussy clenching in waves. Drawing her mouth from Tyler's flinging her head back as she groaned, gasping for much needed air. "Did you just cum sweetheart?" Tyler asked with a glazed look in his eyes. Jess lowered her eyes to the floor as she felt her cheeks heat, nodding her head. Placing a finger beneath her chin, lifting her eyes back up to his Tyler said, "Don't be embarrassed honey. That is one of the sexiest things that has ever happened to Brad or I. We have never made a woman cum just by kissing her and playing with her nipples." "How long has it been since you've had sex sugar?" Brad asked from behind her. "Four years," Jess answered. "Oh sugar any wonder you're wound so tight. If I hadn't had sex for that long I think my balls may have fallen off," Brad replied with a grin on his face. Jess burst out laughing at Brad's humor and saw that Tyler was smiling as well. "Can I ask you guys a personal question?" "Sure honey fire away," Tyler answered. "Have you guys always shared a woman?" "No we haven't sugar. We had a submissive ask to play with both of us once. We found we fed of each others excitement as well as our subs. We also found that having an extra pair of eyes and hands in play was a good thing, in case one of us missed something we did that our sub didn't particularly like. It also heightened our subs sensations by having two sets of hands and mouths to pleasure her, as well as two cocks of course," Tyler grinned down at Jess. "So how many times have you shared?" "Just the once sweetheart. We haven't found another woman willing to play with two subs again since that one time. Until now," said Tyler as he looked deeply into Jess' eyes. Jess bit her bottom lip, not sure how to respond to the last of his statement. Rising from the sofa she straightened her top then looked at the two men watching her. "I think it's time I headed home now," Jess stated with uncertainty. "If that's what you really want sugar, we'll take you home. I have a proposition for you first though. Tyler and I would both love to play with you, make love with you. We'd really like it if you would come back to our place for the rest of the weekend, see what happens. If at anytime you want to stop all you have to do is say so. We'll stop immediately, take you home if that's what you want. Are willing to give us this weekend sugar? To come play with us for a while, see where it leads. We are attracted to you Jess and we know you're attracted to us. Think about while we walk out to the car. If you want to go home that's what we'll do. Okay Jess?" Jess let them lead her to their car, holding her hands until they reached the large truck parked in a reserved space. What did she have to loose. Nothing really, her life was so stale and boring. It was about time she broke free of the self imposed cocoon she had wrapped herself in. Turning so she was facing both Tyler and Brad, taking a deep breath, she stepped off the cliff. "Take me home with you please." "You won't be sorry sugar," Brad said with a huge grin that lit up his face. "You won't regret it sweetheart. We are gonna make you feel so good," Tyler said with a crooked smile. Jess slid into the front seat moving to the middle, filled with excitement and trepidation. She had just placed her body into the care of two very sexy, handsome strangers, that she somehow felt connected to.