Sarahann was excited. She was finally going to do it. She’d worked for this her whole life, and now she knew she finally had the strength to do it. After setting up her webcam with the Guiness World Record judge, she set up her yoga mat into optimum position and proceeded to commence her usual stretching exercises.
“You’re really prepared to do this, aren’t you?” The woman said over her laptop.
She smiled at her, unable to hide how utterly excited she was. “Yes, yes I am.” She was currently wearing tight yoga pants and a black fitted sports bra with her hair tied up in a bun. She usually lived alone, but her younger brother was visiting for the weekend, and she had informed him that it was very important for him not to distract her during this. It was hard for her to get an appointment with the judge, and the wait time had been a couple of months before she could finally be judged.
“I’ll mute you now, just so I can have utmost focus. I also won’t be able to see you with my angle, but I’ll talk to you after it’s finished.” The woman agreed, and Sarahann got started.
She got into proper position, and pushed her body up, arching it so her hands and feet were touching the floor with the rest of her body as high as it could possibly be. She barely felt the strain of it - she’d just been practicing for too long.
Four hours passed, and she still barely felt any strain. This was going to be an absolute piece of cake. She was still hyping herself up when she heard a noise. She immediately tensed. She had told her brother Peter to stay in the guest room. Why was he coming out now?
“Hey sis, wow you’re doing a great job!”
She rolled her eyes, and grunted, “can you please go back to your room?!”
“I got bored. You’ve already been doing this for four hours…”
“I’ll entertain you when I’m done. Stop distracting me.” She gritted her teeth. Peter had always been so annoying.
“It looks like you’re doing pretty well, I’m sure you can manage even with me distracting you.” He leaned forwards, and she could see the bottom half of his body in front of her. “I bet I could even tickle you, and you wouldn’t even budge.”
“I will literally murder you if you touch me right now,” Sarah said, forgetting the judge could hear everything they were saying.
She watched as Peter tugged his pants down, revealing his grey boxers underneath. “Dude, what are you doing?”
“I told you I was bored!” was Peter’s only response. He wrapped his fingers around his boxers and began pulling that down too. Sarahann gasped. No way this was happening. Her brother was showing her his cock for the first time as an adult while she was trying to beat her world record? She knew he was an absolute mess, but this was really pushing it.
“Stop this right now,” she commanded in her angriest voice.
“Wow, I thought you were going to stop and kill me, but look, you’re still in the exact same position,” he mused.
“I’ve been waiting months to beat the world record. Already bragged to all my friends. There’s no way I’m stopping now,” Sarahann said. “No matter what you do, you little cretin.”
“Oh?” Peter replied, and Sarahann knew at once she had made a mistake.
Peter took a single step forward and before Sarahann could say anything, slapped his cock against her face. She gasped. She had not been expecting this at all. “Well, since you’re going to let me do anything I want, looks like I’m going to have to take advantage of this.”
“Peter…” she growled, but was completely ignored. She was about to say something else when Peter took advantage of her open mouth and shoved his half-hardened cock halfway in her mouth. She couldn’t say or do anything. She knew she was close to breaking the world record, if only she could endure this a little further. She considered biting down on his cock, but knew he might push her over in anger if she did so. Besides, she hated her brother at the moment, but couldn’t imagine actually hurting him.
He began with slow strokes into her mouth, and she could feel his length hardening as he did so. She had never thought about her brother’s cock before, but was now amazed at how much it’d grown since she saw it when he was a toddler. The more he pushed into her, the more saliva she produced, and the harder he stroked. She could feel him hitting the back of her throat, and all she could do was manage her breathing so her position wouldn’t waiver even in the slightest.
“You look so fucking cute trying to stay in place,” Peter said, “I think I’ve unlocked a new kink.” She was currently imagining herself strangling him for this. She pressed her tongue down to not give him any pleasure in the slightest, but it didn’t seem like it mattered. He was still enjoying himself, to the point where his eyes were closed as he made low grunts every time he thrusted deeply.
“I’m gonna cum down your throat, big sis. How do you like that?” She closed her eyes, ignoring him, trying to pretend this wasn’t happening. “I can’t believe you’re still letting me do this. This must really mean a lot to you.” His moaning became louder as he thrusted as hard as he possibly could, and pushed his hands so hard against her hair that she could feel pain from the tugging. “Fuckk… that’s so good…” She opened her eyes at the worst moment, and saw her brother’s orgasm face as he let himself go. His cock throbbed over and over in her throat as his hot salty cum poured down her throat, and she could only stare at him with wide eyes as she tasted her little brother’s cum for the first time.
He pulled out of her when he was done with a satisfied expression on his face. He pulled his pants up and walked back to the guest room, wishing his sister luck as he did so. Her alarm began ringing right at that instance. It was finally time.
She let herself go, her muscles groaning at her when she did, and stared at the webcam in absolute joy. “So, did I do it? I made the world record, right?”
The judge stared at her in fear and shock, still unable to form a sentence. “I… uh… that was your brother?”
Sarahann didn’t want to talk about that. She wanted to forget it even happened. All she wanted to know was if she broke the world record. “Can you just tell me if I’ve made it?”
The judge cleared her throat, “uh, no. Sorry. There were too many irregularities to be accepted. You’re going to have to do it again for it to count.”
Sarahann felt her heart drop to the ground. Her anger soared, and she shut off the call without saying another word.
She now had a little brother to hunt down.