Not-So Gallant Payback (Patreon)

Dean Stansfield glowered at the wall across from him. He'd managed to secure a vacation on his father’s yacht for himself and Victoria, and here he was, still in Brockton Bay because someone left a pencil or something on the steps in front of Arcadia and he'd ended up with a broken leg. It was in front of a large enough audience that the PRT decided that they couldn't just ask Panacea to heal him on the sly, so instead of Dean being with his blonde bombshell of a girlfriend (and having the opportunity to claim her virginity), it was the snotnosed, mouth breathing retard that was his brother on the yacht with Vicky.

The only thing that made it remotely bearable was the fact that said brother had invited the twerp Missy with them, and she’d accepted without realizing that Dean wasn't going to be there. That, and the fact that Vicky's mother would be there as chaperone.

The reminder of how Dean had managed to gaslight their parents into thinking that the Dipshit couldn't be trusted alone made him smile. He’d get to look at Vicky, but with Carol there the trip would be absolute hell for him.

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I leaned my head back against the headrest, eyes closing at the sensation of a skilled tongue licking my balls as a dainty hand pumped my shaft. I’d be content to lay back and enjoy the ministrations for the rest of the day, but there was a mental tug that had me lifting my head to meet the gaze of our “chaperone”.

“You’re really good at this,” I told her, my voice thick with lust, still following the tug that had led me to this point. A pair of self-satisfied blue eyes met my own, as Carol Dallon took a single testicle into her mouth and began suckling on it.

My head flew back as I couldn’t hold back anymore, cum shooting from my dick to leave trails of white along her face and hand. She let my ball fall out of her mouth with a pop, and with fast, but unhurried, movements wiped up all of my cum from her hand and face. With a sultry, satisfied look on her face, she licked up the collected cum and swallowed it down.

With a wide, friendly grin that looked so out of place on her normally stern face, she hiccuped before asking with a hint of a slur in her voice, “You liked that, huh?” Before she turned around, pulling her bikini bottoms to the side and exposing her wet, puffy pussy lips. “C’mon, shove that big dick in my pusshy. Hurry! Mommy’s sho horny!”

I have to admit, I was skeptical when the tug had guided me to give her one of the beers that a certain asshat had hidden on the boat. But holy shit, Carol Dallon was a lightweight. Not only that, but she was a very horny drunk. Still, it was step one of my plan for payback against the brother that had forced me to Trigger, so I got up off the seat, took my rod in hand, and slid it into the warm, wet embrace of her milf cunt.

The mental tug that had led me so far was now guiding me to the keyhole and I went with it, giving an extra shove of my hips as my rod slid all the way into the tight hole. Fuck, this was great! I could feel the contractions of her cunt around my dick, squeezing my shaft. It was so warm and wet, and felt so good that my head was swimming with lust and power.

Carol moaned below me, "Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me with your big cock! Fuck me harder!"

Hearing her dirty talk made me want to give her a big fucking hard pounding. I began to fuck her, thrusting in and out of her in a brutal pumped for all I was worth. Something about it felt so good, and I just couldn’t get enough.

Carol was groaning below me, her hips bucking back to meet my own, her hands grabbing at the outer part of the boat with the white knuckles of a firm grasp. She moaned below me as I continued to hammer her, her hips bucking back at me, her hands leaving the edge of the boat to try to grab my legs and pull me deeper. She was fucking loving this! I groaned as I realized that I was getting closer to cumming, my body starting to shake with the effort of controlling myself.

I grabbed at her hips as they bucked back at me, holding her in place and thrusting as hard and as deep as I could, doing my best to flood her with my seed. Carol’s cunt was so tight and warm and wet, and it was so good that I found myself not wanting to leave. Leaning over her, I groaned as my orgasm hit me, and I pushed myself tight against her hips, painting her womb with my cum.

Carol moaned below me and I felt her cunt seize up, her orgasm hitting her just as I was finishing up. I felt her cunt spasming around my shaft, milking my cock with the strength of her climax. I groaned again as I felt the final contractions of her orgasm.

I stayed there, catching my breath as I worked to regain control of my body. Drunk as she was, Carol was still conscious and aware enough to grope at my back, trying to hug me tighter even as she lost control of her mind. I slowly pulled my cock out of her pussy, feeling it drip with her juices. Carol kept reaching out to me, so long as I was close enough.

"Ohhhh... oh god... I feel like I’m going to be sick…” she moaned, her face turning green as she tried to sit up.

I handed her a bucket and held her hair back as she proceeded to throw up. A few minutes later, she was snoring, asleep on one of the couches, as I made my way up to the top deck where Vicky and Missy both were. Steps one and two of my payback against my shitheel of a brother was complete. Step three was getting his girlfriend to give me her virginity. I sat down on a beach chair, grinning as I thought about what I was going to do with my brother when we got back from this vacation.

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Vicky didn't know how she'd gotten to this point. Sure, she'd been bummed that Dean was forced to stay home instead of joining her on his dad's yacht, but his little brother wasn't bad company. He'd had a way with words, especially the last few months, and was thoughtful too. She'd been brooding on the top deck when he came over to cheer her up.

Somewhere between then and now, her bikini top had been tossed over the side along with his trunks, and she now had her tits wrapped around his cock. She was slurping away on the tip, sucking and stroking it with her breasts as it disappeared into the depths of her mouth.

"Mmmph," she mumbled around the cock.

"Careful," he said, his hands on her head. "I'm about to cum."

She groaned, still slurping on his cock as she pulled her tits away.

"Oh yeah, fuck yeah," he groaned, and then his cock was pulsing inside her mouth. She swallowed down the first shot of his cum, and then he pulled back, releasing the rest on her face and chest. The boy was hung, about half again as long as Dean and nearly twice as thick! It was just plain unfair how big he was.

Vicky moaned, looking down at herself as he finished up, cum dribbling down her chin, making her look like a total slut. He grinned, giving her a lewd wink before he settled down on a beach chair. Vicky grinned hesitantly as she wiped a glob of cum off her nose and licked it up, enjoying the salty taste.

He was cute, now that she thought about it. He had a mischievous glint in his eyes, like he knew all of the secrets of the world. And she was feeling closer to him than she did to Dean, but was she really considering dumping her boyfriend for his little brother?

"Come sit on my lap," the boy said, patting his thigh.

She licked her lips, nervously getting up, still not sure if she should. Despite what she was called on PHO, she wasn't stupid. She could tell that if she did, she'd end up fucking him. Her virginity would be taken by her boyfriend's little brother. That wasn't something she wanted to do. But then again…

He patted his thigh again. It was such a strange feeling, as she took a seat on his lap. His hard cock was poking against her ass, and her own sex was dripping wet with need. She closed her eyes, focusing on the warm feeling of his skin against her own, and the gentle caresses of his fingertips along her back and sides. She felt his breath against her ear, the heat of his skin against hers. It all felt so good, so intimate.

"I think we should be friends," he whispered to her, and Vicky felt a tingle of pleasure run down her spine.

"Yeah... I guess we should be," she replied, a slight grin on her face as she felt the fingers on her sides caressing her again.

She didn't know when or how it happened. One minute she was feeling that intimate closeness with the boy, and the next she was straddling his lap, his cock buried in her pussy as they kissed. There’d been a brief sting of pain, but nowhere near what she’d been led to expect. His tongue was in her mouth, exploring, and it tasted amazing.

Vicky couldn't help it, she was cumming. She moaned, her whole body spasming as she came. She leaned back against his chest, panting and groaning as she recovered. Her head lolled back on his shoulder, and she could feel the heat of his breath against her skin as she tried to catch her breath.

"Wow," she panted, "I've never cum like that."

"Sounds like I'm a better lover than my brother," he said, as he did something with his dick that made it twitch inside her. "Given how much of a braggart he is at home, I shouldn't be surprised."

Vicky lifted her head to look at him in confusion, only to groan as he lifted her up, then dropped her back down onto his cock. She didn't have time to worry about what he meant before the boy was fucking her hard. Vicky closed her eyes, her arms around his neck as he fucked her.

He was strong, and she could feel the muscles under his skin. It felt so good, her body starting to shake as she orgasmed again. He held her tight against him, his cock seeming to grow inside her pussy as she climaxed. Vicky groaned, feeling another orgasm well up inside her.

The boy continued to pound her, and she couldn't stop herself from cumming over and over. Her arms tightened around him, and she started to shake, her pussy squeezing his cock in rhythm with her orgasms. Her eyes were closed, and she moaned as his mouth descended to her neck. His tongue trailed along her throat and up to her ear as he nibbled at her earlobe.

She could feel his cock twitch inside of her again and again as he pumped his seed into her. He was groaning, his teeth clenched, and she could feel his cock throbbing and twitching inside her. A surge of warmth flooded her insides, deep in her. It felt... it felt right, like that's where it was meant to go.

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Two Dallons down, one Byron to go. By the time we returned to Brockton Bay, I’d have made all three women mine. My brother’s girlfriend, her mother, and his fangirl, all mine.

AN: I know this ends of a sequel hook, but given how it's been sitting in my Cloud for the better part of a year, I wouldn't hold my breath.