5 comments/ 150311 views/ 12 favorites The Baller By: drewriter Everyone kept telling me my sister Tamara was a dime. That is slang for ‘perfect 10’. Funnily, I didn’t see her that way at all. All my boys would tell me. If she weren’t your sister, I would kick it to her. That is slang for ‘try and talk to her’. Although no one dared. I was starting quarterback for the varsity football team and the starting shooting guard for the basketball team. I stood only 6’3” and weighed a buck ninety. That is slang for 190 pounds but every inch of me was sculpted muscle. Trust me the guys new better than to mess with my sister or me. The girls on the other hand loved me. It was my senior year and I had gone through half the girls in my high school. Not to mention all the girls on the cheerleading squad except one. But she didn’t count because I didn’t like her anyway, plus she was my sister. During some games I would catch the guys staring at her in her short skirt and sweater top. I imagined some of them would even go home and jerk their dicks thinking about her. One, I didn’t really care and two I was a guy too. So I could relate. The night of the championship I left early to get to the gym. I liked to drive alone and think about what I was going to do during the game and about the player who would be guarding me. My sister had to be there early also, for some cheerleader stuff and my dad insisted that I take her. “Are you nervous?” My sister asked as we drove to the high school. “Nah, you know I don’t get nervous.” “Tonight you look nervous.” She insisted. “Well, I’m not. So quit bugging me.” My sister turned towards her window away from me. Making her cheerleading skirt slide up to around her thighs. I stared at her smooth almond brown skin and wondered what guy had been lucky enough one to slide between her thighs. My eyes went further up her body. They stopped first at her stomach. It was flat and tight. Then I continued on up to her breasts. They were 34 C’s. She had made it a point at one time or another to let me know. They sat up high and proud on her chest. I looked away but it was too late. My dick had started to swell in my sweatpants. I thought nothing of it, a natural reaction to a female form. But it was your sister my mind shouted. So what, I said to myself. It happens. During the game at every time out I found myself looking over at the cheerleading section so much that my coached even yelled at me to get my head in the game. We were down by 3 and he called timeout. Everyone ran over to the huddle and the cheerleaders took the floor. They went into the crowd’s favorite cheer. The cheer called for the girls to do a lot of leg lifts and splits, even some gyrating of body parts. Once they were done. Everyone jumped up in the stands and started chanting, “Let’s go Bears.” The coached called my number on the inbounds play. I was to come off a double screen from the base line and catch the ball on the wing. If I had a shot I were to take it or look for the guy in bounding the ball to cut to the basket. I set up on the left side of the court. The ref blew the whistle and handed the ball to the player. He smacked the ball signaling the start of the play. I faked left then broke hard to the right. Running off the two screens that were set up for me. I caught the ball on the wing. My man was still trying to come off the screen. I stepped back behind the 3-point line and lined up the shot. I cocked back with the guy bearing down hard on me and released it just as he got there. The ball left my hands with 2 seconds showing on the clock. The next sequence of events seemed to happen in slow motion. I was watching the ball when I felt my defenders hand slap mine. I heard the whistle blow, while the ball was still in the air. The clocked ticked down to 1, then 0 as the ball fell through the net. Everyone went wild. People in the stands were jumping up and down. My teammates mobbed me. The ref came and told me I had a foul shot to take. The crowd fell deathly silent as I stepped to the line. The score was tied with no time on the clock. I calmly went to the line and sank the free throw. Fans from the stands ran onto the court in celebration. My sister ran over to me and jumped on me. Wrapping her legs around me. I held her up by her ass and found myself softly squeezing it. “You’re the fucking man.” She said while planting kisses all over my face. Then she jumped down and my parents were there to congratulate me. Followed by my coach, then just about everyone else. As were my ritual after every game. I stayed behind in the gym. Going over everything, that I did that night. What I did right. What I did wrong. There was a big party that was going to be held later on for us. But I had about two hours to kill. I sat on the bench as Mike the janitor swept the floor. “Great game kid.” He told me. “Thanks Mike.” I answered him. Tonight was different because it was my last game as a high school student. A few of my teammates came out the locker room freshly showered. “We’ll see you at the party later ok superstar.” I nodded in response. I got up and went to the locker room to take a shower. As I walking in I heard my sister call me. “What are you still doing here?” I asked. “I need a ride home, duh.” “I thought you went home with mom and dad.” “No the girls were planning something for the guys later on. I think you will like it.” “Really, like what?” “You’ll see?” my sister answered with a mischievous smile. “Ok wait right here. I’ll be out in like ten minutes.” Mike the janitor shut off the lights. Leaving only the emergency lights on. “Can I wait in there?” she asked. “Yeah let me check if anyone is in there.” I went in and checked. As usual I was the first one there and again the last one to leave. “Ok it’s all clear.” I told her. I had taken off my jersey and had a towel wrapped around me. Whoo, whoo! My sister teased as I walked towards the shower. She ran up behind me and pinched my butt through the towel. I turned around with my hands on my hips. My sister’s eyes went down to the outline of my cock as it pressed against the towel. “Cut it out.” I admonished her. “Ok.” She said. Her eyes never left my groin region. As I turned around I felt the towel slipping away from me. I thought it had come loose, but when I turned back I could see my sister holding it in her hand laughing. I instinctively covered up. “Gimme’ back my towel.” I demanded. My sister took off running. “You’ll have to catch me.” She said with the towel held high in the air. I took off after her. She ran up and down the locker aisles. I chased her to the weight room in the back. “I got you now.” I said as she tried to duck behind some equipment. She was giggling uncontrollably and so was I. I had her trapped behind some equipment and she gave up. “Ok, Ok, Here’s your towel.” She said handing it to me. “You’re not getting off that easy.” I grabbed her hand and pulled her to me. She spun and her back was towards me. Her ass rested perfectly against my dick. My dick was nestled perfectly between her crack. I started to march her down the aisle. When she realized where I was taking her. She started struggling against me. My sister began squirming and pressing her ass into me. Since I had her in a bear hug my hands kept brushing up against her breast as I fought against her to keep her from getting loose. I pulled her into the shower room and turned on the faucet. Cold water streamed out soaking us. It was cold but I was holding her in front of me like a shield. So the brunt of the water hit her. Finally, after about 30 seconds Tammy was so slippery that she writhed free of me. Tammy was soaking wet. She held her arms out to her side and the water ran in rivulets off of her. “You fucking asshole?” she screamed. “Look at what you did.” She stamped her feet causing the water at her feet to fly into the air. “Well that’s what you get?” I told her. “You started it and I finished it.” “You’re right I did didn’t I?” Then she too started to laugh. As she stood dripping wet in her cheerleading outfit. I began to see what the guys had said to me earlier. Her nipples were hard and poked out from her top. I could see the dark circle that her areola made against the fabric. Her hair was pasted in little wisps against her forehead. “I can’t go home like this.” She bent down and took off her shoes keeping her ankle socks with the ball on the back on. Then she stood up and removed her skirt. She unfastened the back and let the short skirt slide slowly down over her hips, down her thighs to her ankles. Then she stepped out of them. Now she stood only in her panties, top and socks. “So that is what all the girls have been talking about all these years?” “What?” I said swallowing hard. “That thing there.” She said pointing to my dick that was standing in its full glory. “I’ve heard so many good things about it.” I was so mesmerized with watching my sister. I had not realized that my cock had gotten completely hard. “Can I see it?” she asked coming closer. I didn’t move. She walked over and looked at it. “They were right you do curve to the left. But it looks so much thicker than I imagined. Do you mind if I touch it.” Before I could respond she reached out and grabbed like you would if you were shaking someone’s hand. Then she slowly began pulling the skin back and forth. I closed my eyes as my sister slowly jerked my cock off. She would pull the skin forward so it covered my head then slide it back to the balls. Some pre-cum oozed out as she played with me. “Let me see if you taste as good as they say?” With that she dropped to her knees and licked the head of my cock with her tongue. As she pulled away a string of spit from her mouth clung to the head of my dick. She smacked her lips together and smiled sweetly up at me. Then she attacked my cock with her mouth. She sucked just the head at first then moved down the rest of the shaft. Her head bobbed back and forth on my cock expertly. I grabbed the back of her head and began to fuck her face. She would suck fast then take long slow licks on either side. Her fingers were wrapped around the base of my cock still jerking me at the same time. She paused to take off her top letting her breast tumble free. I started to play with a nipple. “Pinch it. Ooh like that. I like it like that.” I pinched her nipples hard. My sister just smiled then went back down to my dick. She took it in her hands and pushed some spit between her lips. She used the head of my dick to spread the spit over her lips and mouth as if putting on lipstick. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen anyone do in my life. Then she continued to rub it over her cheek and under her neck. Watching her do this turned me on so much as soon as she placed me near her mouth, I started to cum. Some of my cum shot on her mouth before she could get me back inside her mouth. But she swallowed every drop of whatever didn’t go on her face. I fell to my knees and guided my sister to the floor. I pulled off her panties and began to lick her cunt. She spread her legs and pulled them back towards her head. Exposing her pretty pussy to me. I drove my tongue into her pussy. Lapping at the sides and then her clit. Tammy squirmed on the tile floor. “Yes, like that. Eat my fucking pussy just like that. What a good big brother you are.” I inserted two fingers into her and started to finger fucking her while I ate her pussy. She was humped my face and my fingers. Squeezing the back of my head. I finger fucked her faster while she started to play with her nipples. “Oh shit, bro your gonna’ make me cum. Your gonna’ make your baby sis cum all over your fucking face.” With that her hips came up off the tile in quick succession. I continued to do the alphabet trick on her clit. You know the one where you make all the letters of the alphabet with your tongue. “I’m cumming. I’m ohhhhh’ shhitt!” She started to cum. Actually pulling away from me as she did so. I held her thighs and kept my head buried there. As we lay there regaining our composure. I felt something cold against my dick. I looked down to see I was hard again and my dick was pressed up against the tile floor. It wanted a piece of this hot ass. I pulled her up and walked her back to the weight room. I kept her in front of me to watch her ass as we made our way back there. “Are you gonna put that thing in me” she asked innocently. I lay down on the weight bench and had her straddle me. She stood over me for a moment teasing me. Then she lowered herself down onto my cock. Taking all of it into her in one motion. I slipped into her wet pussy with ease. Slowly Tammy began rocking her hips back and forth on my dick. Grinding her pussy into my hips. I reached up to play with her tits. Squeezing the entire breast in my hand. “God you feel so good inside of me.” She rocked faster. Every now and then switching from rocking to bouncing on my cock. I kept watching as I disappeared then reappeared from her. I felt my load building up again. My sister began to play with her nipples again. “You’re gonna’ make me cum again.” She arched her back and threw her head back and came. As she was coming I lifted her up and spun her around. Bending her over the bench. I started hammering away at her pussy from behind. I grabbed a handful of her ass and kneaded it. With each stroke her ass rippled. Exciting me even more and speeding up my orgasm. “I love your pretty brown ass.” I told her. “I want you to cum for me. My pussy is so wet for you. Give it to me?” She didn’t have to tell me twice. I exploded inside her. My sister reached back between her legs and cupped my balls. Milking my cock inside her. I pulled out and watched as some of my cum ran down her legs. My dick still had the mixture of both her and I on it when she turned around and sat on the bench. My flaccid dick dangled in her face. My sister reached up and started to lick me clean. “What time are you girls starting the party?” I asked as she tenderly cleaned me off. “I think yours has already started.” The Baller and The Nurse Author's note 1: This piece is a sequel to an earlier story, "Desperate Measures: The Baller." If you have not read the aforementioned "Desperate Measures: The Baller," then it may be a good idea to read that one first. All of the background information on the characters and the circumstances of their interactions are established in the earlier submission. This story picks up the day after the events in the previous piece. Author's note 2: This story is a Romance, but it contains elements of NonConsensual/Reluctance, Exhibitionist/Voyeur, and Anal sex. The sexual content is pervasive and explicit. Anyone who finds these subjects offensive or who prefers sex in the background would be better off clicking back to the index and finding another story to read. The Baller and The Nurse "That's what I do? I perform for you?" "You perform for yourself. I'm merely the director, placing you in roles you have always wanted to play, but never had the opportunity." "You're so full of shit, Sr. de la Cruz. You have me in a compromising position, and you are taking advantage of the situation. If it wasn't me, it would be somebody else. Men like you use women for your own pleasure, then cast them aside when you are through with them. The bigger your advantage, the more humiliating the treatment. You have me at a tremendous disadvantage, so the exploitation is enormous. You can stop pretending that any part of this is for my benefit. It's all about you. I know it and you know it and now you know I know it. Now let's do this so I can get to work." "As you wish." Sergio was taken aback by Yesenia's abrupt change of tone. "On that counter is a tube of lotion. Please bring it to me." Sergio unfastened the belt and opened his robe. His cock was pointing toward the ceiling at full erection. Yesenia walked over to the kitchen area, located the lotion, and returned to the sofa. She handed the tube to Sergio. "You do it, this time." Sergio placed the lotion in her hand and then motioned for Yesenia to turn around. She turned her back to Sergio, spread her feet, and squeezed the lotion onto her fingers. "Are you going to fuck me in the ass again?" "Of course. I'm going to fuck you in the ass every day until I am paid the twelve thousand dollars that Russell owes me, or you decide you no longer need my car." "You just proved my point." "Maybe. But you are about to prove mine, as well." "We'll see." Yesenia applied a generous amount of lotion to the crack of her ass, and then spent a few seconds more rubbing it into her asshole. She sat on Sergio's lap, reached behind her back for his cock, and applied the lotion to the head and shaft. She looked up at the clock, then lifted her ass from his thighs, placed the head against her anus, and lowered her weight onto his lap. She felt pressure on her sphincter, and then a sharp pain as the tip forced her open. She closed her eyes, willed the tension from her body, and resumed lowering her torso onto his lap. After another ten seconds of painful stretching, she felt the head pop through her tightest opening. She paused for a second, took a deep breath, and then resumed lowering her ass onto Sergio's erect, throbbing cock. She ignored the pain and forced inch after inch of thick shaft up her ass. Yesenia paused with half of Sergio's solid cock impaling her bowels. She reached between her legs, grasped the remaining half, and realized that her ordeal was just beginning. She felt as though the invading shaft were going to cleave her in two, or send her to the emergency room so she could be stitched back together. Despite the searing pain, Yesenia forced a smile to her face. She did not want Sergio to know that she was in distress. "Is this what you want?" she asked, gasping for breath. "Do you want to shove your fat cock up my tight little ass?" "Yes," Sergio whispered into her ear. "So tight. Your ass is so tight." "Do you want to fuck my tight little ass with your big, hard dick?" "Si, corazon, si." Using her arms for leverage, Yesenia lifted her ass until just the tip of Sergio's cock was wedged inside her anus. She clenched her teeth and held that position until the burning in her arms exceeded the burning in her asshole. When she could hold herself up no longer, she started a gradual descent that ended with her butt cheeks resting on Sergio's lap and his entire cock buried in her ass. A satisfied smile crept across her face when she realized that she had taken all of his cock, and that she had accomplished the feat through her own efforts. She didn't understand how or why, but the pain and humiliation of taking a dick up her ass out of necessity caused a wave of arousal to flash across her body. "Do you like that?" Yesenia groaned. "Does it feel good burying your dick in my tight little ass?" "It's incredible," Sergio moaned. "So good. Your ass feels so good." Sergio reached up and pinched both of her nipples. Yesenia felt a tingling travel across her body, connecting her nipples, her asshole, and her cunt. She reached between her legs and touched her clit, which amplified the tingling that she was already experiencing. The bedroom door opened and a hotel maid in a yellow uniform stepped through carrying a load of linens in her bare arms. Her long hair was dyed plum and tied up in a bun. She had mocha-colored skin, dark brown eyes, and appeared to be in her mid-thirties. "I am finish the bedroom. I start the bathroom and then..." The maid saw Yesenia and gasped. "Oh my! I am sorry, I didn't know you had a visitor. I come back and finish the suite later. I'm so sorry, sir, please forgive me." Sergio slipped his hands to Yesenia's waist and held her in place. Yesenia's face flushed as she struggled to cover her breasts and crotch with her hands. "Do not go," Sergio addressed the maid. "I need my room cleaned now." "Sergio!" Yesenia moaned. "What are you doing?" "Sir, I cannot," the maid answered while hiding her face behind the linens. "I must leave and come back when your guest is gone." "What is your name?" Sergio asked. "Maribel," she answered. "Maribel, I insist. Do you see that table next to the door?" Sergio pointed toward a small lamp table near the entrance. "Yes," the maid answered, peeking from behind the linens. "There are two hundred-dollar bills on that table. They are yours if the room is done in the next twenty minutes." "Let her go, papi," Yesenia cooed. "She can clean the room when I'm gone." "Senor, I must go. It is hotel rule." "Three hundred dollars." "I cannot. I lose my job." "Four hundred." "Sir, please, I will do next room and return to finish." "Sergio, can't you see that you're embarrassing her?" "Five hundred." "I-- " "Five hundred dollars if you finish my room in the next twenty minutes. Otherwise, I will report my dissatisfaction to the management." The maid paused and looked at Sergio. "Just clean your room?" "That's all. Just do your job." "Nothing else?" "Not a thing." "And you no report me to the manager?" "I promise. Now stop wasting time. You have three seconds to decide." The maid stepped toward the door, and then stopped again. "One..." "I do it." "Thank you." The maid left the room with the bundle of dirty linens, and returned a second later with a vacuum sweeper. She plugged the cord into the wall nearest the door, switched it on, and started sweeping. She tried to avoid looking at Sergio and Yesenia, but Sergio caught her peeking and grinned. The maid ducked her head and focused her gaze on the floor. Sergio grasped Yesenia's hips and lifted her ass off his crotch. He held her with just the tip of his cock embedded in her asshole, then lowered her onto his thighs. He repeated this process three more times, then pinched Yesenia's nipples between his fingers. "Mmmmmmm! Yes!" she moaned. "Mmmmmmmm!" The maid worked a path that took her along the perimeter of the room. Starting in the farthest corner, she swept along the outer edge of the room, behind the sofa, and then along the wall to the right. She stopped twice to plug the cord into a different outlet, but continued sweeping at a furious pace. Her furtive glances at Sergio and Yesenia were becoming longer and more frequent. The vacuum sweeper drowned out the music as well as Yesenia's cries of pleasure, but the maid could not help stealing glances at the couple engaged in perverse acts mere feet away from where she worked. Yesenia opened her eyes and saw the maid staring while she bounced her ass up and down on Sergio's cock. She felt a fresh wave of shame as she realized that she was given a choice, and yet she accepted the violation of her ass and the public humiliation that accompanied it. At that moment, she wouldn't consider making any other choice. Yesenia looked up and saw the maid standing just a few feet from her. She ducked her head and moaned as her first orgasm raced from her crotch and exploded in her brain. The maid was pushing the vacuum sweeper back and forth across the floor in the same rhythm as Yesenia's ass rising up and down on Sergio's cock. Yesenia felt her face flush once again, and then noticed that the maid's face was also flushed. No longer looking away, the maid's look displayed a mixture of fascination, disgust, and a hint of longing. Sergio continued guiding Yesenia up and down on his cock. He no longer needed to hold onto her hips and lift her--she was producing the movement on her own accord. His face was starting to perspire as he fought to withhold his orgasm. The friction of Yesenia's tight asshole on his throbbing cock was becoming more than he could resist. Sergio buried his face in the back of Yesenia's neck and bit into her flesh, hoping to distract himself with a new sensation. "Ohhhhhhhhh! Yes!" Yesenia moaned. "Mmmmm. Fuck me. Fuck my ass with that big cock." The maid switched off the vacuum, wound up the cord, and wheeled it out of the room. She returned a minute later with an armful of cleaning supplies. "Maribel," Sergio called. "Yes, Senor?" the maid answered. "Come here please." The maid set her supplies in the bathroom and then approached Sergio. She stopped ten feet from the sofa. Yesenia bowed her head but continued rising up and down on Sergio's cock. "Is something wrong, Senor? I no finished yet." "No, Maribel, there is nothing wrong. Do you see that tube of lotion on the table?" Sergio pointed at the coffee table situated between the Maribel and the sofa. "Yes." "Hand that to me, please." The maid walked around the table, picked up the tube, and handed it to Sergio. Sergio grabbed her hand as she pulled it away. "Senor?" the maid asked in a trembling voice. Sergio turned her wrist so that her palm was facing upward. He squeezed a few ounces of lotion into her hand, and then released her. "I need more lotion." "Senor?" "Right here." Sergio lifted Yesenia off his lap, exposing his entire crotch to the maid. He grabbed her wrist and pulled it toward his cock. She offered tepid resistance for a second, but then relented and allowed Sergio to guide her hand to his rigid shaft. She closed her hand around his rod, then slid her palm up and down until his cock was coated in the thick fluid. "Thank you," Sergio whispered. "You can go now, unless you would rather stay." Maribel didn't say anything. She took a step toward the door, then knelt on the floor next to the table as Yesenia slid down Sergio's shaft. Maribel was transfixed by the sight of Sergio's thick cock and Yesenia's moist, fragrant pussy. Sergio reached for Yesenia's nipple with one hand and her clit with the other. He strummed a tune with both hands, sending another surge of electricity across her skin. "Ohhhhh! Fuck! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my ass! Fuck me!" Sergio curled his arms under Yesenia's thighs and then stood up with his cock still buried in her butt. He held her in both arms and thrust in and out of her ass. His newly slickened cock glided in and out of her tightest orifice with little friction. She squeezed his shaft as it thrust in and out, ripping one orgasm after another from her depths. "Mmmmm! Oh! Yes! Yes! Oh! God! Yes! Yes! I'm...cumming!" Segio felt his own orgasm rising within his body. His balls tightened and his thighs contracted. He held Yesenia in his arms, her body curled into a ball while is cock penetrated her asshole over and over. He forgot about the maid, forgot where he was, forgot that it was still morning and he was on the top floor of a luxury hotel. All he knew was that his body was on fire and he was about to erupt in the biggest orgasm of his entire life. Sergio's balls contracted, and a load of semen shot up his shaft. Fireworks exploded in his brain as the cum splattered inside Yesenia's bowels. He pumped jets of fluid up her ass--two, three, four, five times before he started to slow. Cum ran out of her asshole and splattered on the carpet. Maribel stared--open mouthed--stunned by the power and the raw beauty of what she had just witnessed. The fact that she earned five hundred dollars as a result of doing nothing more than watching two guests engage in primal sex was more than her mind could process. She remained seated on the floor, too stunned to move. The Baller and The Nurse "What if I don't want to stay here?" "That's up to you. Just promise me you won't ever go back to that apartment you shared with Russell." "That's for me to decide." "Of course, of course." Sergio stroked his chin. "Who is Racquel?" "Racquel? Do you mean Racquel Perez?" Sergio pulled a slip of paper out of his shirt pocket, looked down at it, then put it back where he found it. "Yes, Racquel Perez." "Rocky's a friend of mine on the sixth floor. I watch her kids whenever she has to work a double shift." "I guess someone else was watching them this morning. She was in your bed when my men arrived at the apartment. There were no kids in sight." Yesenia's eyes blazed. "That backstabbing, man-stealing, leg-spreading slut! It sure didn't take her long to move in and take my place. Just wait until I get my hands on her weave. I'll wrap those extensions around her neck and choke a bitch." "Let it go." "What? You don't know..." "Yesenia--just let it go. Why would you want to go back there and deal with those people?" "I have to. I can't just walk away and let her move in on my man." "Is that truly the way you feel? Do you want to fight over Russell?" "Yes! No! I mean--I don't know. Not really. But I have to do something. My reputation..." "It's over in that neighborhood. You lost all of that when you were on your knees sucking my cock in front of that crowd. I'm sorry, but it's the truth. It would be futile for you to go back there and grovel. The best thing you can do for yourself is start over and never look back." "That's...my home. I have to go back." "You can do better. This is your chance. You just have to decide what you want." "I know you're right. I get that. But knowing it and doing it aren't the same." "Look, we can discuss this later. Right now, we need to get dressed so we can go to dinner. We have reservations in an hour and a half." "Um...where are my clothes? I hope I have something to wear." "Try looking in that box in the corner. I think that's the one Jamal said was the lightest." "This one?" "Yes. You look beautiful, by the way. Very sexy." "Thank you. Not too bad for someone who was beaten like a pinata just over twelve hours ago, right? "You're gorgeous, Yesenia."