Brooke's Game 07

Thank you to Oldbroad76 for editing.

Authors Note

Okay, so I said that the last "Brooke's Game" was the last one. And it kind of was, but I felt like the story wasn't quiet finished. As someone said in the comments, the original story is George's story.

Originally the last chapter was going to be from Charlotte's POV, but I couldn't get it to work. So I scrapped that and ended it with how the last chapter finished. But I wasn't satisfied. There was one more story to tell... Charlotte's.

So, this chapter, kind of a mix of a spin off and an epilogue to the main story, is based on Charlotte. It's from her 1st person POV and will be a mix of "Flashbacks" to "present day". I wanted a satisfying ending for her as she kind of got overlooked due to the main story being George's story.

I've tried to get that fine line of sex and emotion, so I hope you all like it! There will be a little bit at the end of my thoughts of the series and the characters in case you wanted to have a read.

Warning: This story involves incest, lesbian scenes, gang bangs, anal and heavy humiliation / degrading.

Flashback 1

"Ooooh George, fuck me with that big fucking cock!!" Brooke's voice shouted out.

I was in the other room, but even the walls and doors between us couldn't stop the pleasured screams coming from my sister as my fiancé... ex fiancé fucked her.

My mind was still racing. I couldn't believe she actually did it. My own sister had not only stolen my fiancé, but she had ruined my career. I could still taste George's cum and my own sister's pussy on my mouth.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Oooh, fuck this pregnant slut!" Brooke screamed.

And she was pregnant; that was hard to hear.

It was only an hour or so ago when Brooke sent my bosses those videos of me. I knew that as soon as I next go into work, then my career and my promotion would be over. All of those worries couldn't drown out the sound of my sister taking my man.

Why did it have to turn me on? Why did watching George have sex with my little sister make me so horny? I was angry... but I was nearly just as bad. Sure, I didn't fuck George's family, but I cheated, even if Brooke was the one to make it happen.

I had been well and truly played by my 18 year old sister and now... well, I could only imagine what that little psychopath had in store for me.

The walls were shaking with how hard George was fucking Brooke. I couldn't stop myself from imagining it, thinking about how my ex fiancé's big, hard cock was fucking my younger sister.

Oh god, and I had committed incest!! I made my own sister cum using my tongue! And what's worse is that I loved it! At this moment in my life, my head was well and truly fucked!

"Yes! Fucking cum inside my cunt!!" Brooke screamed.

Finally, the sound of sex died down, and I managed to get to sleep in our guest room, which was now my room.

My sleep wasn't great, and I was woken up to another loud sex session in the other room.

"Fuck my cunt! Yes! Fuck me you big-dicked bastard!!" Brooke shouted.

"Fucking hell, you're so fucking tight!" George moaned back.

My pussy twitched when I heard him moaning while fucking my sister, and then again when I heard him cumming.

I laid there completely naked and horny as fuck when the bedroom door opened and Brooke stood in the gap, completely naked and a smile on her face.

Fuck, why did she have to have such an amazing body.

"Morning cuck." Brooke said.

I sat up, terrified of this young woman who had ruined my life. She took a few steps into the bedroom as I stared at her, and her big, beautiful tits bounced with every step.

How could I expect George not to have sex with her? I practically made this happen by inviting her to live with us!

Brooke's smooth face was a little flushed and had some sweat on it.

"Time to start your morning routine, sis." Brooke said with a grin.

"What... what do you want?" I asked, my will completely broken.

When Brooke knelt onto the bed, my heart bellowed in my chest, and she grew closer.

"Well," Brooke said as the fingers on her right hand grazed against my smooth, thin calf. Every hair on body went stiff as I gasped, "to start with, you're going to clean my boyfriend's cum from my cunt."

I gasped again... and then my pussy gushed.

"Then you're gonna make me cum, again." Brooke told me.

As completely fucked up as this situation was, it felt worthless to try and argue.

Suddenly Brooke lunged onto me like a tiger. Her beautiful, smooth, curvy body was on top of me. Her big, heavy tits pressed against my smaller ones, and her eyes stared into me like prey.

I felt her blonde hair tickle my chest as she breathed a little heavier.

Her small, firm hands began to roam against my naked body. I didn't mean to, but my legs spread around her.

"Did you enjoy listening to George fuck me?" Brooke whispered, her hands holding onto my waist and moving down.

"I... I... I..." I stuttered.

I was staring into my younger sister's eyes, the woman who had taken my life, and all I felt was... weak.

Brooke's hand moved lower between my legs, and two fingers pressed inside of my soaked pussy.

"Ooohh." I moaned as my younger sister slowly fingered me.

"Hmmm, seems like you did," She laughed. "Getting off hearing your ex fiancé fuck your pregnant sister... even when I'm fully pregnant, he'll still want me more than you."

Brooke's palm was pressed against my throbbing clit as she pushed and pulled two fingers in and out of my soaked hole.

"You're nothing but our little cuck now," Brooke whispered to me. "The great Charlotte, finally put where you belong, you fucking bitch."

Why does she hate me so much? I thought, but all I could do was pant as she fingered me.

"You're never going to have sex with him again," Brooke kept taunting me. "He's mine now. He's always wanted me more... he loves me more than he ever loved you... but how could he love such a cold, pathetic woman... I'm everything he needs."

Her words cut me deep, but for some sick reason they turned me on more.

"Pllleeeeaassee." I moaned out, my pussy clutching around her fingers.

"You're such a fucking loser!" Brooke laughed and pulled her finger from my hole.

She pressed her hot body against mine, and all I could do was moan.

"Please... please Brooke," I pathetically whispered. "You've taken everything from me... please make me cum mmfff!"

My begging was muffled by Brooke pushing her two fingers that were in my pussy suddenly into my mouth. My senses were filled with my own nectar as she pushed and pulled them from my lips.

As I stared into her vicious eyes, I locked my lips around her fingers and began to suck on them. I was ready to do anything to make her happy, and I knew exactly what her anger could bring.

When she pulled her fingers from my mouth, I was shocked to feel them replaced with her tongue.

I found myself closing my eyes and kissing my sister back. My warm, wet tongue ran against hers. Oooh god, even her tongue feels perfect.

I couldn't control myself. My legs wrapped around her, and I grabbed onto Brooke's back, pulling her deeper into making out with me.

Brooke put her hands between our bodies and gripped onto my tits, which only made me moan louder into her mouth.

Our lips stayed locked as she sat up and then... SLAP!! Brooke's palm came crashing down onto my bare pussy.

"Oooh fuuckk!" I shouted out in both pain and pleasure. "Why?!"

I honestly didn't know if I was asking why she slapped me or why she had taken everything from me, but Brooke didn't care.

In a heartbeat she was climbing up my body until her thick, firm thighs were pressed against my ears.

"Now bitch," Brooke grunted, "eat my cum-filled cunt!"

Once again I was face to face with my sister's pussy filled with my ex fiancé's cum. She lowered it down until her wet, smooth pussy lips touched my mouth. My tongue extended, and an overwhelming taste of hers and George's cum filled my senses.

I could see Brooke smiling down at me past her big, heavy tits as my tongue ran up and down her wet slit. George's cum was leaking out of her and onto my tongue as I licked.

"Good slut," Brooke whispered. "Get used to this. From now on you're my personal sex slave."

"Mmm." I moaned, hating how her words turned me on and made me lick her more.

My head was moving up and down while I massaged her wet lips with my tongue. Brooke was staying perfectly still while I pleasured her freshly fucked hole.

"This will be the only way you taste George's cum," Brooke moaned. "Who knows, I may let other men fuck your holes... I don't care if you want it or not."

The idea disgusted me. I loved George. Maybe part of me thought we would still work out past all of this. The idea of having other men fuck me made me angry... but I was too broken to do anything about it.

SLAP!

"Mmmmm!!" I screamed into Brooke's cunt as she slapped my pussy again.

"That's it, bitch," Brooke shouted. "Never forget who owns you! Who beat you! Who got knocked up by your fiancé!"

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

"Ahhh fuuck!" I shouted between her legs again as she rained down on my pussy.

She pressed her pussy down hard onto me and began to grind against my face. Her juices and George's cum spread across my face as she kept slapping my poor pussy.

"That's it! That's it you, fucking incest whore!!" Brooke moaned as she rode my face. "Make me cum! Make your own sister cum, you sick fuck!!"

Brooke slapped and fingered my pussy, only forcing more moans into her cunt.

"OOOH FUUUCCKK I'M CUMMING, YOU FUCKING WHORE!!" Brooke screamed as her body tensed and then twitched around my head.

I licked and licked. There was nothing else for me to do but give my own sister an orgasm while she used my tongue like a cock.

When she finished, she immediately got off my face.

"Thanks, cuck," Brooke laughed. "Oh, and don't even think about cumming."

She walked out without another word while I laid there panting and horny as fuck! For a split second I thought about making myself cum, but then the fear of retribution stopped me. I was broken. Brooke had defeated me.

Present Day 1

"And this, is your new office." Jamie told me with a giant smile on his face.

The office was huge! Much bigger than my last one! In three years I had gone from the new hire at this company to one of the higher managers. Next stop, Director.

Three years, that's what Brooke took from me. I was getting close to the position I was at before she took everything from me.

"This will do." I said with a smile.

I was wearing a black pencil skirt and white blouse, and I looked around my new office, very happy with it.

When I turned my head I could see Jamie checking out my ass, and I blushed while he turned away. Jamie was not my sort of guy, but it felt good to feel sexy again. It had been a long time since I felt any form of self-worth.

"I'll, erm, leave you to it." Jamie said, clearly embarrassed by checking me out and then left.

I sat down at my new desk, smiling. It had been a hard few years. I never thought I would recover after what Brooke did, but I had made a new life for myself.

--

That night a group of the work lot went out for drinks to celebrate my promotion. We were sat in a booth in a busy bar when Karen walked over with a tray full of drinks. Every one took a drink as the Managing Director, Oliver, rose his to the air.

"Here is a big congratulations to Charlotte," He said. "She had been a star since joining us, and I think it's safe to say that we appreciate everything she does."

Everyone cheered and agreed while I blushed and smiled as I took a sip of my wine.

"Oh, my friends here!" Karen shouted and stood up to wave. "Rae!"

I looked over and saw a thin woman with long red hair turn to look at our table. She had pale skin, a beautiful, thin figure, and a very pretty face. She walked over to us with a giant smile on her face.

"I hope you guys don't mind me inviting her?" Karen asked.

Everyone said it was fine, mainly the men, who were undressing Rae with their eyes.

"So, what are we celebrating?" Rae asked.

"This one's promotion," Karen said and nudged me. "Proof that hard work pays off."

I wasn't going to deny it. When I was with George most of my life revolved around work, which left me feeling guilty for neglecting him. Now that I was single, I could pour my heart and soul into work without any guilt, which was why I was raised to my position so quickly.

"Well, here's to you..." Rae said and smiled at me.

That smile, those eyes, I felt like I was melting away.

"Erm, Charlotte." I told her.

"Here's to Charlotte." Rae said and clicked an empty glass with mine.

Flashback 2

"Right, slag," Brooke said as the door to my bedroom opened, "you can come out now."

Is she serious? I thought.

Since taking George and ruining my life, I had been locked in the guest room for weeks, only allowed out to use the bathroom or go to work. I hadn't seen George once, although I heard them having sex every morning and night, usually followed by me cleaning my sister's pussy.

I went to grab a pair of shorts when Brooke clicked her fingers.

"No, fucking idiot," Brooke said. "Put on some jogging bottoms and a hoodie. Don't want my boyfriend looking at you."

I didn't fight her; I just did as she said. I put on a green pair of baggy bottoms and a hoodie and followed Brooke outside.

We went into the living room where George was watching TV. When he saw me, his eyes... they looked guilty.

The man I loved, the man I thought I would spend my life with... now I was just an incest, lesbian sex pet who lived in the same house.

Brooke pushed me onto a sofa before climbing next to George and cuddling into him. Of everything I had seen, heard and done, this hurt the most. Seeing my baby sister cuddling the man I was supposed to be with.

George looked stiff, uncomfortable.

"What do you want to do this weekend, babe?" Brooke asked George.

He was refusing to look at me now.

"Erm, I don't mind." He replied.

"Why don't we stay out Saturday?" Brooke said, although it was more of a demand which George agreed to.

He was as weak with her as I was.

After an hour of me sitting there in silence, Brooke got up to go to the bathroom, leaving me alone with George for the first time since before I went on my work trip where I was forced to cheat on him.

For a few minutes he was staring at the TV, obviously fighting trying to look at me.

I wanted to speak, but no words would come out, and then.

"Charlotte." His voice whispered.

I look at George, but it wasn't necessarily sadness in his eyes, more like guilt.

"I'm sorry." He told me.

I opened my mouth to speak when the door opened.

"Don't fucking apologise to her!" Brooke shouted as she stormed in, and my heart beat faster. "She cheated on you! And you have me now! You have nothing to apologise for!"

George looked away from me again as Brooke sat down next to him.

"In fact, cuck slut!" Brooke shouted. "Come get that bitch face between my legs."

When I looked up, she was pulling her shorts down to her ankles. I looked at George who was as shocked as I was. I wanted to say no, but why bother?

So I stood up...

"No, crawl!" Brooke shot out.

Humiliation filled my being as I lowered to my hands and knees. I couldn't bear looking up at either of them as I crawled across my own living room, heading to eat my sister's pussy.

I got between Brooke's beautiful legs and looked at her pussy. It was so smooth, so perfect in every way. She was a beautiful person.

My head moved forward, my tongue extended, and I pressed it against her soft lips.

"Good slag." Brooke whispered.

I kept my eyes closed as I dragged my tongue up and down her lips. By now I had learnt how my sister liked having her pussy eaten.

My lips sucked onto one of her, then massaged it with my tongue. When my tongue ran up her slit, Brooke's lips would drag along with it. Then I would flick my tongue against Brooke's clit.

It was only a few months ago that having sex with a woman never came to my mind, never mind my own sister.

After a few minutes of gentle licking, I could feel Brooke's pussy leaking onto my tongue.

Then I felt her move, and her arm began to lift up and down. I finally forced myself to look up from between her legs and saw my sister stroking my ex fiancé's cock.

"That's it, babe," Brooke whispered. "Enjoy watching your slag ex eat your girlfriend's pussy."

I knew that George was shocked by what was going on, but to be fair, he was watching a real-life lesbian act in person, so I couldn't blame him for staring.

"Ooh fuck, that's it, bitch. Eat my cunt." Brooke moaned. She truly did love to humiliate me.

And as much as I tried to fight it, some dark part of me enjoyed having my younger sister dominate and degrade me.

This made me lick her passionately, and my fingers dug into the flesh of her thighs, all while Brooke wanked George's cock.

"Fuck yes! Right there, you fucking dyke!" Brooke moaned. "Make me cum! That's all you're worth!"

"Mmmm!" I moaned as I kept licking, now desperate to make this dominant woman cum.

I licked and licked as if my mind depended on it. George was moaning next to us as Brooke's legs tensed around me.

"Fuuuuck yes, you whore!!" Brooke moaned as my mouth was filled with my sister's juices as she came.

My wet tongue ran from the bottom of her slit to the top as I kept licking her throughout her orgasm.

"Uurggghh!" George moaned next to us, and I knew he was cumming at the same time.

My own pussy was burning between my legs, having not cum since I was first tied up on my old bed and Brooke sent out that email.

One of Brooke's hands grabbed my hair and pulled me back from her pussy. I was panting, my lips wet as I looked at her. Then her other hand was held in front of my face. I smelt it first, and then I saw her hand was soaked in George's cum.

"Clean it." Brooke ordered.

Shame and humiliation engulfed my body, and pathetically I leaned forward and began to lick my sister's hand which was covered in cum.

"There's a good pet." Brooke said with a laugh.

I licked up and down like a dog, tasting George's cum and swallowing it down until her hand was clean.

"Right then, back to your room." Brooke ordered.

I didn't say anything. With my eyes fixed to the ground, I went back to bed where I stayed, only to get distracted a few hours later from the sounds of Brooke moaning as they had sex downstairs.

Present Day 2

I was in my new house. Karen and her friend Rae were both there, and we were all sharing a bottle of wine. Rae and I had become fairly good friends by this stage, and most weekends that I wasn't working I would hang out with them both.

"So come on, Charlotte," Rae asked. "You must have some wild sex stories?"

"Rae!" Karen shouted in shock, maybe partly due to the fact that I was her boss.

My cheeks burnt red.

"What?" Rae asked. "You can't be that hot and not have some great stories."

Karen was laughing so hard she was almost crying, but I only felt uncomfortable. I would never be able to tell the whole truth about my sex life with anyone ever again. The fact that I was a sex pet for my younger sister, that I spent months as her toy, about how my ex fiancé fucked her and got her pregnant.

"Oh babe," Rae's soft voice said when she realised how uncomfortable I had gotten, "I didn't mean to make it awkward. You don't have to tell us."

"Yes Rae," Karen said, "Not everyone is a slut like you."

Hearing that word... slut... it made me think of Brooke. It made me feel worthless again.

Thankfully, the subject very quickly got changed, and for the next few hours we laughed and joked.

"Right, I think that's me calling it a night." Karen said and stood up. It was nearly 10pm.

"Yeah, I think that's a good idea." I replied.

"Boring!" Rae said. "I was gonna stay a little longer with my new bestie!"

"Oh, I'm hurt." Karen joked.

Rae was smiling at me though. This woman actually wanted to be friends and hang out with me. She didn't see me as some cold-hearted bitch.

"I can stay up a little longer." I replied with a smile.

"Thank the lord!" Rae shouted, her wavy red hair bouncing as she laughed.

"Well, I have kids to get back to," Karen said. "You two don't stay up too late."

I walked Karen out, and when I returned Rae had opened a new bottle and was sat on the same sofa I was on. I sat next to her and took another full glass.

"I'm sorry if I said something that I shouldn't have before," Rae said to me. "I was only joking."

I looked to the ground, feeling embarrassed and stupid.

"It's fine," I lied. "I just, erm, I have some things I'm not proud of."

"Don't we all." Rae laughed and then her hand landed on my thigh, below my skirt and made skin contact.

I couldn't explain it, but I felt some sort of electricity from her touch. I gulped.

"So, how's your work going?" I asked.

"Not bad," Rae told me, "although I doubt I work as hard as you!"

Her hand remained on my thigh, and in fact, she gave it a little squeeze.

"That's not a bad thing," I told her. "My work has... had bad effects on my life before."

Just saying the words hurt my feelings. I had never spoken to anyone about what happened, about how I blamed myself for leading my fiancé to my own sister's arms.

"Well," Rae said, giving my thigh another squeeze, "I for one think you've turned out great."

My eyes slowly rose to meet hers. Rae's thick lips had a deep red colour to them, and my body heated up.

We chatted for another hour. Rae was happily touching my thigh and arm, all of which heated me up further. Finally, it got to the point where Rae was ready to go.

I stood up and walked her to the door. We were in the hallway by the closed door when I turned to Rae.

"Thanks for tonight," I said, a little slur in my words. "I needed it."

I went to give her a hug when suddenly her hands landed on my waist and she moved her head, and I didn't have time to react when I felt my lips touch hers.

My insides exploded at the first contact. It took only a second for my hands to reach up and hold onto her face, amazed at her smooth skin, and then kiss her back.

When Rae felt my lips push back against hers, her fingers gripped onto my waist. My back hit the wall behind me, and Rae's body pressed up against mine as she kissed me.

Our lips were locked together, barely moving as she held me against the wall. I was on fucking fire!

Her lips parted, and mine did the same. Then her tongue found its way into my mouth, and my tongue pressed against hers.

"Mmm." I moaned quietly as I lovingly made out with this beautiful red head.

Our mouths would open and close, all while our tongues danced against each other.

This making out lasted for a minute or two when she pulled back. Her lipstick covered lips stuck to mine as she pulled back and looked into my eyes with a smile.

"I'll... I'll see you soon." Rae said.

She leaned in for another quick peck before leaving my house. I remained leant against the wall, between my legs begging for attention.

Flashback 3

I had been Brooke's sex slave for a while now. The closest I had come to having sex with George was the few occasions when he would fuck her as I watched and listened to both their moans as my pussy was on fire. Throughout this time, Brooke hadn't let me cum once.

It had been nearly two months without a single orgasm. Oh, but she got me close! Nearly every day Brooke would edge me a handful of times but never allowed me that final release. It was hell!!

Then, one day I was in my bedroom when the door opened and Brooke was smiling at me.

"Big plans tonight, bitch." Brooke said.

Fear instantly hit me. But not as much fear as when five big, muscular men walked into the room and surrounded her.

"What... what's going on?" I asked.

The men began to fan out, surrounding the bed while I laid there in skimpy pyjamas.

"Well," Brooke said with a laugh, "I know how desperate a whore like you must be for cock, especially after watching you bouncing back on that cock in the glory hole."

My mind instantly went back to when I thought some stranger was blackmailing me to cheat on George.

"So," Brooke said, "I've decided to let these men fuck you."

"What?!" I shouted and looked around at the smiling men that surrounded me, each of them pure muscle and twice my size. "No! I won't!"

It was the first time I had said "No" to Brooke since this all started.

"Oh, you stupid slut," Brooke laughed. "You don't seriously think you get a say?" and then she turned to each of the men. "Go ahead, boys."

Suddenly multiple pairs of hands were on my body, grabbing me and ripping off my clothes until I was completely naked. I don't know how many sets of hands were grabbing me, but my arms and legs were held out and spread while one large man got between my legs.

"No! Brooke! No!" I shouted and shook my head.

I looked down, and the man between my legs pulled out his big, thick, hard cock.

Brooke's face appeared above me, and she stroked my cheek.

"Don't worry, whore," She whispered. "Soon you'll be begging them not to stop."

"No.... fuuuucckk!" I shouted as solid cock was slammed into my pussy.

My tight, little hole felt like it was getting ripped open by this massive cock.

"Oh, and," Brooke said as she looked down at me, "I made sure they were the biggest cocks I could find."

Being held down and spread open, I was completely helpless as this big man pulled his long cock out and thrusted back into me.

"Oooh fuuck!" I shouted. "It's too big! Pleeeasee!!"

But my begging fell on deaf ears as the men had their way with me. Every thrust of this first man's cock felt like I was being impaled. He battered into my body, making me shake against the hands holding me down.

I grunted with every thrust but then... it started to feel easier. A thin coat of my juices spread around his shaft that fucked into me. His big, hairy balls crashed into me like a wrecking ball.

Before long... it was too much. When I gasped it would come out as a moan. Brooke had been teasing and edging me for too long that even this forced contact on my needy hole was giving me pleasure.

"Oooh fuuck!" I shouted when I couldn't hold it back.

"Enjoying that big dick, whore?" Brooke voice asked but I couldn't see where she was.

My chest heaved into the air and my eyes locked shut when the long-awaited orgasm finally hit me.

"FUUUCCKK YEEEEESSS!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

He kept fucking me throughout my orgasm, and Brooke laughed the entire way through, which was only made worse when a rapid second orgasm ripped through my body.

"Uurggh fuuckk!!" The man fucking my pussy raw suddenly came inside of me.

"Right, spit roast the slag." Brooke's voice said.

I was delirious after my long-awaited orgasm that even when the hands let me go, I didn't try to get free. No, I actually let them put me onto my hands and knees where I felt an equally big cock thrust into me from behind.

"Oooh fuucking hell!!" I moaned. "Fuck, that's so big!!"

My hands gripped onto the duvet when someone grabbed my hair and pulled my head up. My eyesight was filled with another large cock, and in my horny, worthless state I opened my mouth.

The cock thrust into my mouth and down my throat. My tight, little throat wrapped around his cock until his balls pressed against my chin.

"Gllg... gllg... gllg... gllg..." I gagged over and over as I got fucked from both ends.

I hated it... but I loved it at the same time. I was horny and desperate. I was worthless, just a whore for Brooke to give to anyone. As humiliating as it was, I couldn't fight the pleasure I was getting.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Stupid fucking slag!" Brooke shouted. "This is all you're good for, isn't it? For fucking!"

"Mmm gllg... gllgg!" I gagged and moaned around the cock fucking my throat like a cunt, all while my cunt was getting fucked so deep it was in my stomach.

"You couldn't keep George because you're a pathetic bitch," Brooke laughed, "but I've found something you're good at!"

Her brutal words only made my pussy gush around the big cock inside me.

For a few minutes she left me alone to get used by these men. Spit quickly started to pour down my chin as my pussy clamped around a cock.

"I think the slag is gonna cum again." One man said.

A hand grabbed my brunette hair and yanked me back from the spit covered cock that started to slap over my face.

"Are you gonna cum again? You fucking pathetic slag." Brooke growled.

And then it hit me like a ton of fucking bricks.

"YEEEEESSSSSS!!" I screamed, and hands gripped onto my hips as I was drilled even harder. "OOOHH FUCK, I'M CUMMING!!!"

The sound of the man fucking my soaked pussy filled the room, mixing in with my moans.

"I can't believe you were going to marry her," I heard Brooke say, and my eyes shot wide open. "How fucking embarrassing."

Although I was having the life fucked out of me, I managed to turn my head where I met George's eyes. They were shocked and sad. Fuck, I had been set up again.

Brooke had known that I would succumb to this, and I had to know that George had watched his ex fiancée cumming while getting gang fucked.

She wrapped her arm around him and held herself close.

"Come on babe, let's watch my slag sister get ruined." Brooke said.

George obviously didn't want to be there... but fuck him! He fucked my sister; he chose her! This was me now! I was a whore for anyone Brooke told me to be a whore for! Men, women, family! She had won, and I didn't care anymore.

I stared into George's eyes as my mouth opened.

"KEEP FUCKING MY WHORE CUNT!!" I moaned louder than ever. "I'M A FUCKING SLUT, AND I NEED YOUR BIG FUCKING COCKS!!"

Brooke burst into laughter when I moaned that. My head was pulled back, and I was getting spit roasted again.

Spit flew everywhere as I gagged and sputtered around the cock down my throat. My twitching pussy was getting hammered over and over.

"Fuuckk, I'm cumming slut!" The man in my cunt roared before I felt a second load of cum fill me up.

When he pulled out, I felt empty. I managed to get the cock in front of me out of my mouth, and I turned back. George was staring at me on my hands and knees with two loads of cum leaking down my thigh.

"Get another fucking cock in me!" I shouted. I didn't care anymore. I wanted him to see what Brooke made me.

A man was happy to oblige and grabbed my hips.

"Wait!" Brooke shouted. "Her pussy has had enough action. Fuck her arse."

"Whaaaaaaaaaattt!!" I shouted as without any mercy his big, thick cock stretched my asshole and impaled me.

The hole that I had only just given to George, just the one time, was suddenly filled with an even bigger cock.

The rim of my asshole was pulsating as at least eight inches of thick cock stretched me.

"She's a three-hole whore!" Brooke cheered.

"Fuuuucck my ass!!" I shouted and went back to sucking the cock in front of me.

My ass quickly got used to the cock inside of it, and the man began to anally hammer my asshole.

To my pleasant surprise, it started to feel good, although that shouldn't be a surprise. I was a slag!

My asshole got railed while the man down my throat started to cum. He pulled out at the last second, and I felt a strike of thick, heavy cum splash across my face.

"Oooh fuuuck!" I moaned as I took his facial, some of his seed landing in my open, moaning mouth while my asshole got railed.

The man in my tightest hole didn't last too long, and I was rewarded with a fourth load of cum.

Once he pulled out of my gaped hole, my body flopped down onto my stomach. My legs were spread apart, and the final cock impaled my ass again. He was well and truly trying to fuck me through the bed.

My looser, cum-filled asshole could feel every inch of this thick, long cock sliding in and out.

"Fuck... me... fuck.. yes! Yes! Yes!" I shouted.

I had completely given up on the last inch of self-respect I had. Being covered in cum and sweat while your sister and ex fiancé watched seemed to destroy any remaining self-respect.

"Fuuuckk!!" The last man roared as he filled my ass, giving me one last orgasm.

When he pulled out, all of the men left except for Brooke and George. I remained on my stomach and panting, both holes hurting and leaking gallons of cum.

I was conscious enough to realise that George left and only Brooke remained, and then she turned my head to look at her.

"He's seen the real you," Brooke whispered. "If there was any hope of you getting back with him, then it disappeared when he watched you getting gang fucked and loving it."

Suddenly, Brooke spat directly on my face. I was so fucking weak.

"Thank you." I whispered.

Present Day 3

I couldn't stop thinking about my kiss with Rae. It bounced around my head constantly, wondering if it was a drunken mistake or there was more.

Obviously, I found Rae attractive, but how couldn't you? But... I wasn't gay... I thought. Brooke was the only girl I had been with, and part of me thought it was the naughtiness of her being my sister was what turned me on.

But with Rae it felt different.

As much as I failed to not think about her, I couldn't wait to see her again.

It was a couple of weeks until I would see Rae again. She and Karen came over to my house once again, but this time I wasn't drinking. I wanted to be fully alert.

We laughed and joked, and Rae didn't act any differently, which made me think it was just a silly drunken kiss. Until Karen stood up to leave, and I turned to look at the beautiful red head.

"Do you... do you want to stay for a bit?" I nervously asked.

Rae smiled at me, which made my heart melt.

"I'd love to." Rae said.

"I can't believe my boss is stealing my best friend." Karen joked.

I let out a way too loud of a laugh before showing Karen out. When I returned Rae was on the sofa I was sat on again. This time I was very nervous as I sat down next to her.

"So, last time got a little crazy." Rae said, not seeming nearly as nervous as me.

"Erm, yeah," I whispered, "I definitely wasn't expecting that to happen."

"I was worried I made you uncomfortable," Rae told me, and then her hand landed on my thigh, "but asking me to stay... I assume that I didn't?"

Her fingers on my thigh sent shockwaves of excitement throughout my body. Although I couldn't look at her, my body was heating up.

"N-no," I whispered, "it didn't."

"Good," Rae said with an excited voice, and her hand left my thigh to get her drink. "I don't tend to go around kissing my friends' bosses."

She was so confident, it was... nice.

"I don't tend to kiss my employee's friends." I replied with a smirk.

"But you kissed me." Rae said, sipping at her wine.

I was blushing. I wanted to kiss her again... badly.

"You kissed me first." I told her.

"I guess I find it hard to keep my hands off the most beautiful woman in the world." Rae told me.

Hearing that... my eyes welled up.

Beautiful? Me? No. Brooke is the beautiful one... I'm just... Charlotte.

"Hey, hey, I'm sorry," Rae said, and she took a hold of my hand. "I didn't mean to upset you."

I shook my head, and a tear fell down and landed on our hands.

"It's not that," I whispered and sniffled. "It's... I was engaged before. He cheated and left me for another woman. It... it kind of made me lose my confidence."

I was desperate to tell Rae, well anyone really, the truth, but I couldn't do that. She would go running for the hills.

He fingers gripped me harder as I sat in silence after that.

"Well, he's a fucking idiot!" Rae told me, and I let out a heavy laugh. "Giving you up? You're the full package!"

I tried to fight more tears as I shook my head.

"You are!" Rae told me. "Hard working, kind, generous... and very attractive."

She's just saying that, I thought.

My head turned to look at the beautiful red headed woman. My cheeks felt wet from tears, but I didn't care. I leaned in and kissed her.

When I felt Rae's soft lips kiss back, I could've died and gone to heaven. Her fingers interlinked with mine as our lips lovingly locked together.

Her other hand landed on my thigh and gave it a little squeeze, and then her mouth parted, and her tongue pressed against mine. It was a slow, tender kiss. Our soft, wet tongues rolled against each other... and then her hand moved higher up my thigh.

"Mmmm, wait," I panted and moved back. "I'm sorry I'm... I'm not ready."

Rae immediately moved her hand away respectfully.

"You've never been with a woman before, have you?" She asked me.

I could see why that would be her assumption.

"I have," I nodded and saw the surprise in her eyes. If only she knew it was my sister. "I'm just... a bit of a mess right now."

Rae's hand landed on my shoulder in a caring way.

"That's fine. I can wait." She told me.

Flashback 4

"That's it, you fucking whore!" Brooke shouted from behind me. "You like your little sister fucking you?"

"Yeeess Miss!!" I moaned.

I was on my hands and knees while she fucked me with a new strap on. The last one had gotten worn out.

Suddenly she flipped me onto my back, spread my legs, and I watched as the nine inch strap on got swallowed by my soaked cunt.

"Oooh fuck, that's deep!" I moaned.

My sister grabbed my hands and pulled them to her big, heavy tits, and I instinctively started to grab and pull on then. Fuck, they felt so fucking good!!

"That's right, you little cuck," Brooke moaned. "Feel these big tits! They'll be filled with milk soon thanks to George knocking me up!"

Brooke loved it. She revelled in the humiliation and reminding me how George chose her, how he got her pregnant.

But even in my shame, I grabbed at her tits, which did feel a little bigger.

Her fingers gripped onto my throat as she fucked me. I knew that Brooke wasn't getting physical pleasure as I wasn't touching her pussy, so I purposefully degraded myself to make her happy.

"I do!" I moaned as my baby sister hammered into my cunt. "There's no arguing why he chose you! Your big tits! You're too fucking good to resist!"

Her fingers tightened around my throat.

"You're perfect..." I gasped through her choking. "Your cunt... your asshole."

I had been made to rim Brooke a few times. I didn't even know if she liked the rimming more or just humiliating me.

Her body bounced back and forth as she fucked me, and my pussy clenched around her fake cock and loved every second of it.

"You're a disgusting... incestuous... ugly... lesbian whore!!" Brooke grunted with every thrust.

"I am! I fucking know it!! I'm worthless!!" I shouted as my orgasm was about to hit me.

Then Brooke released my throat and pulled the strap on from my cunt. I was panting while staring at her perfect, naked body.

"That's enough, bitch," Brooke told me. "I'll go have fun with George's cock now."

I watched her amazing, plump arse as she walked out. My pussy was desperate to cum. It had been weeks. The last time she let me cum was when she took me to a glory hole when I sucked and fucked ten cocks in one go. It was humiliating, but it made Brooke happy, and she allowed me to cum.

I laid there panting and desperate to touch myself but knowing I couldn't.

"Ooh fuck yes, George, eat my cunt!" Brooke's voice shouted.

I didn't know which room they were in, but I couldn't stop listening.

The next day I was allowed in the living room with Brooke and George when a text came through to Brooke's phone.

"Fuck sake," she said and stood up. "I need to go to work. Will you be okay with her for a bit?" She asked George.

He looked at me with that same guilty look he'd had for months.

"Yeah, we'll be fine." He told her.

Brooke leaned down and kissed his cheek, my ex fiancé's cheek.

"Do not fuck her." Brooke threatened and then left.

It was a painful, awkward silence for a few minutes. George couldn't look at me, and I couldn't look at him, knowing that he had watched me cumming over and over while getting gang banged. I knew he just saw me as some disgusting slut.

"Are you okay?" George asked, which shocked me.

I looked at him, then at the closed living room door.

Is this a test? I thought. I knew that Brooke played these sort of games to test me. I would say the wrong thing, and then she would appear and punish me in some humiliating way.

"I'm fine." I whispered.

"Honestly," George whispered, "I won't tell Brooke. Are you okay?"

I don't know why, but I couldn't hold it in.

"Am I okay?" I burst out. "I'm my younger sister's sex slave!" I told him. "My younger sister is now with my ex fiancé and has gotten pregnant by him! And she takes me to get fucked by any men she wants."

"Charlotte..." He whispered, but I wouldn't let him speak.

"I got what I deserve," I told him. "I was a frigid, cold-hearted bitch when I was with you. And Brooke, she's perfect. This is how it's supposed to me."

To be honest, at that time, I meant every word.

George couldn't speak after I said that, so I left and went to bed.

Present Day 4

I hadn't seen or heard from Rae for nearly two months after our last chat. I was very, very confused. She was amazing, kind, and loving, everything someone could want in a partner.

There were three main things holding me back.

One, I didn't think I was a lesbian, although I couldn't deny my attraction to Rae.

Two, my self-loathing and self-worth. I didn't find myself attractive, and I couldn't understand why anyone would. George left me for my sister, and Rae would only leave me for someone better.

And the third and hardest, I couldn't be honest with Rae, or anyone. How could I be with someone without being honest?

The next time I did see Rae was in a group situation. Five people from work as well as Rae were all at a bar and having a laugh, although I shared the occasional stare with Rae, which made between my legs flutter.

A couple of the guys were clearly trying to flirt with Rae, but she wasn't giving in to them.

"Come on, Rae," Karen said, picking up on the flirting. "Which one do you like?"

I laughed. Karen was trying to be a wingwoman for her friend.

"Sorry, lads," Rae replied, "Not tonight."

The two men sarcastically sighed, and the group laughed while I kept my eyes on Rae.

"That's not like you!" Karen joked.

Rae smiled as she took a gulp of her drink and placed it down.

"What can I say," She spoke clearly, "I'm waiting for someone."

My heart skipped a beat, and I felt flutters in my stomach.

"Fuck off!" Karen shouted and laughed. "You have the patience to wait for someone?"

"When I really want it, yeah." Rae replied, giving a knowing smile to me.

My stomach kept fluttering, was she talking about me?

"Must be some person to keep you waiting," One of the lads told her, still relentless on his flirting.

"I think they're worth the wait." Rae told them.

Jesus, I thought, is she being serious?

The subject changed to Karen trying to help the lads get with other women in the bar. After a while I had to excuse myself to the bathroom.

On my way out I was surprised to meet Rae.

"Oh, sorry," Rae said, and my heart skipped another beat, "don't want you thinking I'm some creep that's followed you to the bathroom."

Her smile made me melt.

"It's okay," I replied nervously. "I know you're not a creep."

I gave her a smile back before walking around her when her voice stopped me.

"I meant what I said," Rae called out. I turned around to see her straight faced and staring at me. "You're worth the wait."

She was talking about me...

I couldn't even try to stop myself as I strode towards her, grabbed onto her face with one hand and firmly press my lips against hers. It was my turn to push Rae until her back was against the wall.

My right hand was holding onto her slim waist while my right stroked her cheek and soft red hair.

I pushed my tongue forward, past her lips and into her mouth where we made out.

Rae's hands were all over my body, grabbing onto my back and pulling me closer to her as we made out. It was so open being in a bar hallway. Anyone could see, but I didn't care.

"Oh god, Rae," I moaned as we made out. "I want you... I want you so much."

Rae's tongue explored my mouth, and I was in heat, pressing myself against her as we passionately made out.

"Charlotte..." Rae moaned back, "Oh god I need you."

Between my legs was on fire. My right hand cupped one of Rae's tits as I moaned louder into her mouth.

I'm doing it, I need it!

Rae even bit my bottom lip and pulled back with hunger in her eyes.

"I can't wait to find out exactly how experienced with women you are." She whispered.

And then I stopped. I knew she meant it in a seductive way, but all it did was bring back my memories of Brooke. Rae immediately picked up on my change of heart.

"What... what's wrong?" She asked.

I could see the worry that took over her emotions.

"I'm sorry," I stuttered, my hands shaking. "I can't do this."

I ran out of the bar without saying bye to anyone. I went straight home and cried myself to sleep.

Flashback 5

I was sat with George and Brooke in the living room. I was silent while they cuddled. Although George was still stiff and awkward, it had been a week since Brooke took me to a glory hole to get fucked, and she had edged me every day since.

She had started to show her pregnancy, but it was painful for me to see. The man that I was supposed to be with and my sister, it would only be a couple of months until they had their child.

I could tell that something inside me was changing. My submissiveness towards Brooke was dampening. When I watched her and George cuddling, or saw Brooke get more and more pregnant, it hurt me more than it humiliated me now.

My fear of Brooke was dying and being replaced by anger. And George... I was just sad. Seeing him have sex with my sister was no longer exciting. I was numb to it now.

Even in her pregnant state Brooke fucked me, had a lot of sex with George, and humiliated me.

When she stood up, I stared at her swollen stomach.

"Right, I'm off," She said. "Only a few weeks until I'm on maternity leave and you're stuck with me full time."

She kissed George and then left.

George, who barely even said a word to me, was sat perfectly still.

"You were wrong." He finally said.

I didn't look at him. I didn't want to, but when I didn't say anything he spoke again.

"When you said you deserved this, you were wrong," He told me. "You don't deserve it."

His words... they pissed me off.

"I don't deserve it?" I replied, finally looking at him as anger filled me. "I don't deserve to watch the man I'm supposed to be with be a happy couple with my sister? Who he cheated on me with? Who he knocked up and I have to watch her grow the baby that should have been with me?"

It had been months since I had spoken like this, and the shock on George's face was very apparent.

"Thanks for telling me that I don't deserve to be a sex slave for my own sister! Or the completely random men that she forces me to be fucked by in any hole they fucking want!" I shouted.

I was furious. All the emotions I had locked away in my submission to Brooke were unshackled and free.

"You cheated on me as well." George said, although less aggressively than me.

"You fucking cheated with my sister!" I shouted and stood up. "And she was the one who blackmailed me into cheating on you! I didn't want to! If you weren't fucking her, then none of it would've happened!"

"You wanted her as well!" George argued and stood up as I glared at him.

"Yeah! And that was a sick fantasy!" I shouted. "But it was only a fantasy! You're the one who couldn't keep your dick from my sister's cunt!"

It was all coming out, the anger, the betrayal, and I was shaking with anger.

"I haven't seen you say no to her." George shot back.

I was red, and my hands were shaking uncontrollably. I was afraid of what I would do.

"Fuck you!" I shouted and forced myself to run out of the room, knowing that I could hit him at any moment.

Present Day 5

I felt terrible for how I left things with Rae, running out on her like that. I couldn't imagine what was going on in her head. I didn't want her to think that I was leading her on... fuck, I really do like this girl.

It had only been a week, but I couldn't stop thinking about it, so I grabbed my phone and called her.

"Oh, hey." Rae answered with her normal, happy voice.

"Can you come over?" I asked quickly. "I need to speak to you."

"Of course I can." Rae replied.

Half an hour later she was in my house. I was nervous, sweating, and shaking as she came in, although I tried to hide it.

She sat down on the sofa, and I sat beside her.

"I... I'm so sorry for running out of the bar." I told her.

Rae smiled at me, and somehow just that smile eased me.

"You don't have to say sorry," Rae told me. "I was disappointed, but I'm not angry or anything."

I could feel a tear run down my face, and Rae held my hand again.

"Why are you so nice to me," I whispered. "I don't deserve it."

"Hey," Rae whispered as her thumb rubbed my cheek and wiped away my tear. "You deserve everything you could ever want."

"I'm not worth it." I told her.

"You stop that right now," Rae strictly told me and forced me to stare into her eyes. "You're amazing, and you're beautiful... I would wait forever for you."

Tears ran down my face.

"Why?" I asked. I wasn't fishing for compliments. I honestly couldn't understand why she would want to wait for me.

"Charlotte," Rae whispered, "I can't explain it but... I really like you. There's something about you that I'm drawn to, even if it's just as friends. I just want you in my life."

I nodded, still crying as I gripped onto her hand.

Oh god, I need to tell someone.

"I... I need to tell you something." I whispered.

"Whatever it is," Rae whispered, "I'm here for you. I'll always be here for you."

And then... I started telling Rae everything.

Flashback 6

I slammed my door shut and shouted to myself. When a moment later the door swung open, I turned to see George there.

"What?!" I shouted.

"You can't put all of this on me." He said, which only pissed me off more.

"What's wrong?" I mocked. "Your guilt getting too much for you?"

I could see that I cut him with that as he faltered, and his anger dropped.

"You cheated on me with my sister," I told him. "You made me feel pathetic, worthless... and you cling to thinking that I wanted it to ease your own guilt. Well guess what, you fucked up! You chose Brooke. You wanted this! You could've said no any time you wanted!"

I walked towards him, shoving my finger into George's chest as my anger boiled over.

"You left me! You left me for her! Like I was some piece of shit you never cared about!" I shouted, and with my last finger push to his chest, George gripped my wrist and held it tightly.

He stared into my eyes, but he was sad. As his hand held my wrist, I realised this was the first time he physically touched me since this all started.

"I'm sorry." He whispered.

My chest was heaving up and down, and I was breathing heavily as I stared at my ex fiancé.

Fuck Brooke!

I leaned forward and forced my lips against his.

George was shocked, but I waited for his reaction... then I felt him kiss me back.

The man I was going to spend my life with, he was finally kissing me again. I pulled back, and we looked into each other's eyes, and George released my wrist.

I don't know what came over me, but having him kiss me, it made me feel wanted again. So I pushed forward and kissed George again, firmer.

George's hands went behind my body and held onto my back.

My mouth opened and my tongue pressed into his, and our tongues rolled against each other as I grabbed onto him.

"Oh god... Charlotte." George whispered into my mouth as we made out.

My hands grabbed onto his shirt and pulled it over his head and onto the ground. When I pulled him back, I loved touching him, getting to feel him once again.

"George... oh George... I've missed you so much." I moaned as he pulled the hoodie over my head.

His lips found my neck, sending shivers throughout my body as I unzipped his jeans.

"I've missed you, too." He whispered as he kissed and licked my neck.

George was pulling my jogging bottoms down until soon we both just had our underwear on. My bra was next to go as our tongues attacked each other. His big, thick cock was pressed against my stomach as we made out.

"I'm sorry, Charlotte," He moaned between kisses, and I reached into his boxers and wrapped my fingers around his cock. "I'm so sorry."

"It's fine." I whispered while I stroked his length.

It definitely wasn't fine, but I didn't care in that moment. I had George's cock in my hand. He had chosen Brooke, but now he had me.

His boxers and my thong were the next to go. Our hot, naked bodies pressed together as we made out. It felt like nothing had happened, like we were us again.

With a little push George led me to the bed, and I fell onto my back and spread my legs. George climbed on top of me, but never once did his lips break from mine.

It felt amazing to be intimate with someone and not just some random man that Brooke let fuck me, or having Brooke abuse me.

My fingernails dug into his back, pulling his hot body closer to me. Finally, I reached down and grabbed onto his cock again, lining it up with my wet, tight slit.

"Oooohh." I moaned when he first penetrated me.

Our lips were stuck together, open wide as we moaned into each other while his thick length delved deeper to my inner walls. I couldn't let go of him if I tried until his pelvis pressed against me, and I was filled.

"Fuck... Charlotte." George moaned into my mouth.

My eyes opened, and I looked into his. The man I was supposed to spend my life with was finally back with me. I pressed forward and lovingly ran my tongue inside of his mouth.

When George pulled back and my sex gripped onto his girth, I let out another heavy moan, and then he pushed back into me, and my toes curled.

With my legs spread and in the air, George slowly thrusted in and out of me, stroking his cock with my moist hole while we passionately made out.

"Oh god... George... don't stop, please, don't stop." I moaned into his mouth.

It was slow, but it was perfect.

Our hot, naked bodies fit together perfectly as George and I made love. I wrapped my legs around him, hooking my ankles against his arse just to have as much contact as possible.

"Fucking hell... oh god, Charlotte, you feel so good." George moaned.

Our kisses were tender, and our tongues grazed each other gently, as if we would accidentally break the other if we moved too fast.

The pleasure inside my body began to build up, and my neck arched. Once exposed, George's lips and tongue ran against my throat.

"Ooooh Geoorge!" I moaned.

He licked, kissed, and bit my neck while thrusting into me. Every time George filled me a shockwave of pleasure crashed through my body.

"Yes... yes... yes... oh god, George I'm gonna..." I moaned and then it hit me, "Oooh George, I'm cumming!!"

I could feel my pussy clenched around his shaft, pulsating against him as the greatest orgasm of my life battered throughout my sweaty body.

George was moaning as well. His thrusts turned harder, and his cock throbbed inside of me.

"Cum in me... please George," I moaned as we stared into each other's eyes lovingly. "Please, cum in me."

"Ooooh Charlotte!!" He moaned and aggressively pressed his lips against mine.

And then I felt it, the love of my life and his cock erupted deep inside of me. Over and over his seed landed against my inner pussy walls, filling me up further. I grabbed onto his arse cheeks, feeling them tense with every shot of cum while we both panted and moaned into each other.

"Oh god... oh god..." I panted. The sex was slow, but it still wore me out.

When George had finished and his balls were empty, he rolled off of me. Call it a reflex, but I rolled over and rested my head upon his firm chest. My right hand began to trace up and down his abs. At that moment it felt as if everything was right again.

"That was amazing." I whispered, looking down at his naked body with his chin against my head.

"I know, it really was." George panted back.

I didn't want this moment to end. For the first time in months, I thought everything was going to be okay, that maybe George and I could work past this crazy time.

"Brooke cannot know about that." He said, and my dreams crushed around me.

My head lifted, and I looked up at him, my hand still on his stomach.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

The way he looked into my eyes, I knew exactly what he meant, he's still choosing her.

"You know how angry she would get, and neither of us need that." He told me.

George is as much a prisoner of Brooke as I am.

That moment went so quickly from hope to crushing sadness. It broke the last of my chains.

"I can't do this anymore." I told him, and from the look in his eyes he understood.

Present Day 6

"I moved out the next day, and I haven't spoken to either since." I said, finishing off my story to Rae.

It felt... amazing. As if the world had been lifted from my shoulders. Even the worry of her reaction couldn't stop me from letting out a giant sigh of relief.

"That's," Rae said, her eyes showing her shock, "that's a lot to take in."

Her hand was still on mine, to my surprise, and I didn't let go of hers.

"I understand." I replied.

I didn't want her to feel sorry for me and pretend to want to stay. If I had ruined any chances with her, then I could accept it.

"I'm sorry," Rae said, and my heart broke a little, "but your sister is a fucking psycho!"

Her tone and words made me chuckle as I wiped away the last of my tears.

"Yeah, I know, right?" I told her.

"And are they still together?" Rae asked me.

"As far as I'm aware," I replied. "Last thing I heard, they were having a second child together."

"Fucking hell!" Rae shouted. Suddenly she let go of my hand and stood up. "And what do your parents say about this?"

I blushed.

"They only know that George left me for Brooke, but nothing about the rest," I told her. "Let's just say they haven't been speaking to Brooke a lot lately."

"Good!" Rae told me. "What a horrible cow! How could anyone do that to a person, never mind their own sister!"

It was nice to have Rae stand up for me, but there was a question burning in the back of my mind.

"I... I understand if you don't want to be with me anymore." I whispered, my eyes on the ground as I couldn't bear to look at her reaction.

But when I felt her sit down besides me and grab my hand, my heart skipped a beat.

"Charlotte, you were the victim in this," She told me. "I don't care if you, you know, had sex with your sister... okay, it's a little weird," Then she laughed, "but they mentally tortured you. You said it yourself that you were broken. Hell, I would be! You did not deserve that!"

I cried again at her words. For so long I had been telling myself the same thing, but I never really believed it. I never thought I would speak about that time to another person, so I just got by how I could, but Rae knew everything, and I trusted her.

"Charlotte," Rae said, taking my face into her hands and making me look at her, "This changes nothing in regards to how I feel about you."

I smiled as I looked at her, trying my hardest to stop crying.

"You're amazing," She told me, "to go through that and still turn out like that... you're the strongest person I know."

I was about to disagree until her lips pressed against mine, and all of my anger, my hatred to Brooke, George, and myself... it just melted away.

I kissed her back, and the tears on my face passed onto hers but neither of us cared. I held Rae, and she held me.

Then when her lips parted, I pressed my tongue forward against hers.

We sat on my sofa, making out passionately for ten minutes... I couldn't wait any longer.

"Oh god, Rae," I moaned as I went for the buttons on her shirt, "I want you... I'm ready."

Rae kissed me and then pulled back.

"Are you sure?" She asked. "I told you, I'm happy to wait for you."

"I don't want you to wait any longer." I replied and then stopped. "Just... please don't hurt me."

Rae smiled and kissed me again.

"I will never hurt you." She said.

We stood up, continuing to make out as I unbuttoned Rae's top to pull it down. She was wearing a red bra, and I was surprised to see this thin woman with such a large chest. I could only stare for a second though as Rae pulled my shirt off over my head.

She grabbed my face and pulled me in for another kiss. Our sloppy, wet mouths clashed together as we made out, slowly working our way to my bedroom.

I unzipped her skirt and it fell down while Rae pulled my shorts down. By the time we were in my bed, we both only had on underwear.

Then she grabbed me, not aggressively, just... just right and rolled me onto my back. I tilted my head to the left, and Rae kissed my neck, her soft delicate lips against my sensitive skin as she took off my bra.

"Oh god... Rae... that feels so good." I panted as her fingers played with my nipples as her tongue massaged my neck.

Next her mouth found my collar bone, making sparks fly inside of me as her hands held my hips.

"Ooooh god!" I moaned out when I watched her blood red lips wrap around one of my nipples. Her tongue flicked it, and my legs began to twitch.

Further and further Rae kissed down my body until she spread my legs and knelt between them.

I looked at this beautiful red head. She was amazing. She didn't care about my past. Oh god! What is this?

She pulled my thong off and left me there naked and waited. I watched her red hair get pulled behind her head as she moved down and then...

"Oooooh fuuuckk!!" I moaned when her wet tongue made first contact with my soft pussy.

"Fucking finally!" Rae laughed from between my legs.

I looked at the beautiful red head between my legs, then felt her soft, wet tongue drag from the bottom of my slit all the way past my hole and finally flick my throbbing clit.

"Oooh Rae!" I moaned out and heaved my chest into the air.

Rae's painted fingernails were digging into my spread thighs while her tongue explored every inch of my pussy. She sucked my lips into her mouth, massaging them with her tongue before sliding a finger deep inside my succulent hole.

"Wait... wait..." I panted and gently held onto her hair.

"What?" Rae said. "You're not gonna stop me now, are you?"

I laughed at her comment.

"No, not at all," I replied while stroking her stunning face. "Come up here. I want to taste you.

"Oh, it's been a while since I've done a 69." She said with a devilish grin.

The stunning woman climbed up my body and faced back towards my spread legs. I looked up to see her beautiful, smooth, moist pussy above me, only the second in my life.

I wrapped my arms around her head and gripped onto her firm buttocks while extending my tongue as she lowered down onto my face.

"Mmmmm!!" I moaned as my taste buds burst with her intoxicating nectar.

"Not bad?" Rae moaned.

I delved my tongue deep into her hole, wanting more of her taste from the source.

"Fucking delicious!" I moaned.

Rae's head sunk between my legs once more, and I felt her warm mouth engulf my pussy. My legs spread around her head, and her thighs were squeezing my face as we ate each other's pussy lovingly and passionately.

I would dig my fingernails into her arse cheeks while attacking her clit with my tongue.

"Mmm oohhh!!" I moaned when a finger pushed inside of me.

"Mmm fuck, don't stop!" Rae moaned.

"Never!" I replied.

Rae's tongue and finger pleasured me like never before. When I pressed the base of my tongue against her swollen clit, her arse cheeks clenched in my fingers.

"Yees! Oooh fuck, yes, Charlotte!!" Rae moaned between my legs.

I had found the perfect spot and ran my tongue against it over and over as the beautiful red head moaned and twitched around me.

Our naked bodies were pressed tightly together, my tits against her stomach and her tits against mine as we ate each other.

"Charlotte... charlotte... oh fuck, Charlotte!!" Rae kept moaning my name.

I brought a finger round and rubbed her tight, puckering asshole.

"Please... mmfff..." Rae moaned. "Put it in!"

Her lips wrapped around my clit and sucked on it as I penetrated her asshole with my middle finger. Her rim wrapped tightly around me as I pushed deeper and deeper until my knuckle pressed against her skin.

"MMMMMMMMFFF!!" Rae screamed between my legs.

I was licking her with all my might and fingering her asshole slowly as I attacked her clit.

"YES! YES! YES! OOH FUCK, I'M GONNA CUM!!" Rae screamed.

Her fingernails gripped onto my thighs, and she could no longer lick me, but I didn't care. I wanted to make her cum.

"Mmmm!" I moaned, eating her pussy with passion while fingering her asshole.

Her tight hole gripped around my fingers, and her pussy spasmed on my mouth and then...

"FUUUUUUUUUCCKK MEEEEE!!!" Charlotte screamed as her naked, sweaty body came on top of me. Over and over she twitched, shook, and moaned like a wild beast as I kept licking and fingering her, wanting to give as much pleasure as humanly possible.

"Holy fuck... holy fuck... oh, fuck me, Charlotte." Rae panted.

Her cum leaked from her pussy, which I eagerly licked until she couldn't take it anymore.

Rae spun around, straddling me as her tongue forced its way into my mouth.

"Mmm, fucking hell," She moaned into my mouth. "That was fucking amazing."

"You're... so... delicious." I moaned between kisses.

"Your turn." Rae said with a smile.

The red head went back between my legs, and in an instant two fingers were knuckle deep inside my cunt.

"Ooooh fuck!" I moaned.

Her tongue flicked my clit, and my fingers played through her hair.

"Oh god... Rae.... Fuck, that's good." I kept moaning.

She licked and fingered me faster and faster, and my juices coated her hand until my body tensed up.

"FUCK, I'M CUMMING!! I'M CUMMING! I'M FUCKING CUMMING!!" I screamed, and my body lurched forward and tensed up as it released, and I shook uncontrollably.

I was wrong. George wasn't the best sex of my life. This was.

Rae kept licking me throughout my mind-blowing orgasm, and I was just a pile of sweaty pleasure until my clit went extremely sensitive.

I pulled Rae up where we embraced with a long, loving kiss until we fell asleep in each other's arms. I couldn't stop smiling, even if I tried.

--

In the mirror I saw my naked body. I had been staring at myself for about 10 minutes.

I am fucking sexy, I told myself when the door opened.

"Well, this is a pleasant surprise." Rae said.

She walked up to me and planted her lips against mine, and I held Rae and kissed her back for a minute.

"Well, now that you've moved in, you can expect this all the time." I told her.

"Oh yeah, just brought my last box," Rae told me, "which has the most important item inside."

She kissed me again before leaving the room, leaving me curious. The last six months with Rae had been amazing. She was so kind to me, never making me feel bad, never guilting me.

When she returned, I let out a massive gasp!

"Where did you get that?" I asked.

Rae was completely naked now as well, well, except for the large strap on that she was wielding.

"I got it the other week, but I just wanted to wait for the right time." She said and moved over to kiss me.

I laid on the bed, spreading my legs as my girlfriend kissed me lovingly. The strap on tapped at my welcoming pussy and slowly entered.

"Oooh Rae." I moaned.

She held herself completely inside of me, filling me perfectly as our hot bodies locked together like jigsaw pieces.

"Charlotte," Rae whispered a, she looked into my eyes, "I love you."

My heart skipped a beat. Love, I hadn't felt that in a long time. But right then, everything was just... perfect.

"I love you, too." I replied.

We may have just said we love each other for the first time, but that didn't stop Rae fucking me like a machine. Her hips gyrated back and forth as she hammered into my tight, soaked pussy. She was amazing and perfect in every way.

--

My relationship with Rae was like no other. We had sex nearly once a day, even when we got three years into our relationship. I felt giddy around her.

And finally, I stood there. My parents looking at me with smiles on their faces.

The white dress I was wearing hugged my slim body, as did Rae's who stood beside me.

After all this time, I'm finally getting married.

George and Brooke weren't there; they weren't invited. My parents never spoke to Brooke anymore as she made no effort to contact them back. Last thing I heard they had to move to a smaller house because they couldn't afford the place they were staying in. And also that Brooke got thrown out of University for starting a fight.

We kissed and made it official. I was someone's wife. That night we had a four hour drunken sex session.

After everything that happened, Brooke may have won her game by taking my fiancé, but really, she helped me win. If it wasn't for her, I would still be with George, I would still be in my old job... and I never would have met Rae, the perfect woman who made me happier than I've ever been in my life.

The End

Authors thoughts

Okay so just a little background towards this chapter.

I originally had 2 chapters left before I wrote Brooke's Game 06. It was going to be Charlotte's POV as she got blackmailed and then have the big reveal as the last chapter. However, I could never figure out Charlotte's chapter. So, I scrapped that and just had the reveal and having her explain it.

The last chapter of Brooke's game was hard because I had built up to a point where Brooke was obsessed with George. I knew I couldn't have George just getting away with cheating on Charlotte. And the end where Brooke sent Charlotte's videos, well, that was just to prove how insane she was. She was the villain, and no one was supposed to root for her, even if she was hot and incredible in bed.

But the ending didn't feel right for me. As I've said, this was George's story, or George and Brooke. But Charlotte was important too, so I had to give her this last chapter. I wanted to give her a happy ending.

I hope you all liked it.