Little Brother’s Takeover
Copyright© 2026 by Eros Alban
Chapter 10
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 10 - Trigger warning: there is a very bigoted character who uses racist language. Wrongfully convicted Malik is out on probation rebuilding his life. Into the neighborhood moves a racist bigot who has fallen from society. However his family takes a strong interest in their kind giving neighbor Malik. His generosity transforms the family in New sexy ways. Old friends from past stories do appear.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/Ma Consensual Gay BiSexual Heterosexual TransGender Cuckold Incest Light Bond Rough Interracial Black Male White Female Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism First Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Voyeurism
The soft pink light from the little ring light washed over the bed.
Skye was already naked, phone propped against the pillows, low music humming behind her. She tapped the screen and watched the numbers climb, a slow, wicked smile spreading across her face.
“Hey you filthy little perverts ... Kitty’s finally back and she’s got the tea for you tonight.”
She glanced at the live count and hummed in approval.
“Look at that. Almost four hundred of you already in here and climbing. It’s been a minute since I went dark, huh? Life got ... messy ... again. Family drama, update on the living situation, and all kinds of filthy updates I’ve been sitting on while I edit the good parts.”
Her smile turned sharper, eyes sparkling with pure mischief.
“Latest highlight? Remember a few weeks ago when my cock sucker brother was supposed to put Malik’s cock in me, but instead put his own? Well guess what happened? My little sissy brother became a true mother-fucker. Literally. That thin little cock slipped right up inside our dear Mother while she was trying to comfort her, and the second it happened Mom came so hard she soaked that dirty sissy. Sissy followed right after, pumping her full. Hottest, wrongest, most perfect thing I’ve ever watched. I’ve got the footage. I’m still deciding how much of it you animals get to see.”
Skye slowly uncrossed her legs and spread them wide for the camera, letting everyone see the shiny, wet mess already coating her thighs and dripping onto the sheets.
“I’m already dripping just talking about it,” she purred. “So be good boys and girls and tell me ... what do you want to see first?”
Skye’s eyes flicked down to the scrolling comments and she let out a delighted little laugh.
“Ooh, I got fan mail already. You nasty things didn’t waste any time.”
She reached for the phone, angling it so the chat could still see everything between her spread thighs, and started reading out loud in a sweet, mocking voice.
“‘Show us that pretty pussy properly, Kitty.’
‘Sit on the camera and drip on us.’
‘Finger yourself while you talk about your brother fucking your mom.’
‘Please edge for us, please please please—’”
She grinned, biting her lower lip.
“Look at you. Four hundred horny little freaks and you’re all already begging. I love it.”
Skye trailed two fingers down her stomach, then lower. She used her fingertips to gently pull her wet, puffy lips apart, putting everything on full display for the camera. Right through the center of her swollen clit was a shiny silver bar, the metal gleaming under the pink light, already slick with her juices.
“See something new?” she purred, giving the piercing a tiny, deliberate tug so the bar shifted and caught the light. “Got her done a couple weeks ago. Hurt like a bitch ... and now she throbs every time I even think about getting fucked.”
She kept her lips spread with one hand, the silver bar fully visible, and hovered the fingers of her other hand just above it.
“Okay, since you’re being so polite ... we’re gonna vote. Chat decides what I do first.”
She held up one finger, then two, still not touching the piercing.
“Option one: I play with my clit — and this pretty new bar — nice and slow for you.
Option two: I push these fingers inside and fuck myself while I keep talking.”
Her voice dropped into a playful, filthy purr.
“You’ve got thirty seconds. Tip, spam the number, whatever you want. Highest total wins ... and I do exactly what you tell me.”
She leaned closer to the camera, eyes sparkling, legs still wide open, shiny and dripping, the silver clit piercing glinting between her fingers.
“Clock’s ticking, perverts. What’s it gonna be?”
Skye watched the numbers climb, eyes sparkling as the tips and votes poured in.
“Okay, okay—Option 1 is winning ... playing with the new piercing. You thirsty little things really want to see this silver bar get some attention.”
She started to reach for her clit when a sudden flood of tips lit up the screen. One massive tip flashed at the top, followed by a string of messages all saying the same thing.
Skye’s eyebrows shot up. She laughed, low and delighted.
“Ohhh, you dirty bastards. Look at this. Some absolute freak just dropped a huge tip and wrote in a third option ... and enough of you jumped on it that it just overtook everything.”
She read the winning request out loud, voice dripping with amusement.
“‘Use your biggest dildo in that pretty ass while you play with the new piercing ... and give us the real family update. More Malik.’”
Skye bit her lip hard, already reaching under the bed.
“You win. You filthy, wonderful degenerates win.”
She pulled out a thick, heavy dildo—dark, veiny, easily the biggest one she owned—and showed it off to the camera, giving it a slow stroke with her free hand.
“This is the one that makes me walk funny the next day. And you want it in my ass while I tug on this new little bar and tell you everything about my man.”
She slicked the toy generously, then turned slightly, spreading her cheeks with one hand so the camera got a perfect view as she pressed the thick head against her tight hole. A soft, shaky moan slipped out as she started to push it in, taking it slow, letting the chat watch every inch stretch her open.
“Fuuuck ... okay. It’s in. God, it’s so deep already.”
Once the dildo was buried and she was comfortably seated on it, Skye turned back to the camera, one hand reaching down to gently toy with the shiny silver bar through her clit. Every tiny tug made her hips twitch and the thick toy shift inside her ass.
“You wanted the family update? Fine. Listen close.”
She gave the piercing another slow pull, voice turning breathy and filthy as she started talking.
“Malik owns this house now. Not on paper ... but in every way that counts. Mom is obsessed with him. She’s the one who brought the big toys for my little sissy brother’s training. She’s the one who started calling him ‘she’ and ‘pretty little sissy.’ And the other night? That thin little cock of Jesse’s slipped right up inside her while she was trying to comfort her, and Mom came so hard she flooded her own kid. Hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Skye rocked slowly on the dildo, fingers never leaving the silver bar, keeping the chat locked on both the filthy visual and the story.
“And Malik? He’s patient. He’s careful. He still won’t fuck Jesse’s tight little boi-cunt yet because he says it’s not ready ... but every day that hole gets softer and more desperate. Meanwhile I’m the one who still takes that thick Black cock the deepest. I’m the one who gets fucked until I can’t walk. And I’m the one sitting here with a fat dildo in my ass and a new piercing throbbing under my fingers, telling all of you exactly how completely he’s taken over.”
She moaned softly, eyes half-lidded, still playing with the bar while she clenched around the toy.
“Any more questions, you beautiful perverts? Because I’m not pulling this thing out until you finish hearing everything.”
Skye was still slowly rocking on the thick dildo, fingers lazily tugging the silver bar through her clit, when a comment scrolled up that made her freeze mid-moan.
She leaned closer to the phone, eyes narrowing as she read it out loud.
“‘A few days ago you said Jesse was becoming the best sissy and your mom was gonna be the best woman ... so where does that leave you, Kitty?’”
The chat exploded.
Skye’s cheeks flushed, but she didn’t look away from the camera. Instead she gave a breathless little laugh and kept the dildo buried deep while the messages kept rolling.
“Ohhh you mean little bitches actually pay attention. Dangerous.”
She scrolled, reading some of the suggestions out loud in a teasing, slightly breathless voice as the thick toy shifted inside her ass.
“‘Best daughter... ‘
‘Best cock-sleeve... ‘
‘Best breeding bitch... ‘
‘Best free-use toy... ‘
‘Best personal cumdump... ‘
‘Best fuck-pet... ‘“
She paused on that last one.
Her fingers stilled on the piercing. Her hips gave a tiny, involuntary roll.
“ ... Best sex pet?”
The words hung in the air. She tested them again, softer, almost to herself, while the chat kept flooding the screen with variations of the same idea.
“Malik’s best sex pet...”
Skye’s eyes went a little unfocused. She tugged the silver bar again, slower this time, and clenched hard around the dildo as the thought settled in.
“Not the best girl. Not the best hole. Not even the best slut.” A small, crooked, intrigued smile tugged at her mouth. “Just ... his pet. The one he keeps for pure sex. The one who’s always available, always wet, always ready to be used however he wants ... and proud of it.”
She looked straight into the camera, cheeks flushed, pupils wide, still gently fucking herself on the thick toy.
“Is that what I am?” she asked the chat, voice low and genuinely curious. “Is that the open spot? His best little sex pet?”
She bit her lip, clearly turning the idea over, the jealousy that had been eating at her for days suddenly reshaping itself into something hotter and more focused.
“Keep talking,” she whispered. “I think you filthy animals might be onto something.”
Skye’s eyes stayed locked on the scrolling chat, cheeks flushed, the thick dildo still buried in her ass.
“Okay ... okay, I hear you. Best sex pet. Fuck pet. I’m open to it. But I don’t actually know what that means yet.”
She gave a breathless little laugh and tugged the silver bar through her clit again.
“So teach me, you filthy animals. Show me what Malik’s perfect little fuck pet looks like.”
The tips and commands started pouring in faster than she could read. Skye began obeying in real time, turning the stream into a live demonstration.
“Call him Sir...” she repeated, voice soft and testing. “Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.” A visible shiver ran through her.
More messages flooded in. She followed them one after another.
She let out a soft, experimental meow, then a higher, needier one that made her own face burn.
She pinched and twisted her nipples hard, pulling them outward until they were dark and stretched, moaning when the chat told her to keep going.
She reached for a second thick toy, forced it into her already dripping cunt, and fucked herself with both holes filled while the chat cheered.
“Always on my hands and knees,” she panted, dropping forward so the camera caught her from above, both toys shifting inside her. “Clean his cock ... clean his cum no matter where he puts it ... never say no...”
She was getting visibly wetter with every order.
“Let him collar me. Spank me. Slap me. Spit on me. Share me.” Her voice cracked on the last one, hips rolling. “Be his toilet ... oh fuck...”
A particularly filthy tip made her eyes go wide. She reached back, slowly pulled the thick dildo from her ass with a wet sound, and—following the chat’s demand—began working her fingers into the loosened hole instead. One, two, then three, pushing deeper while her other hand kept tugging the clit piercing.
“You want me to fist it,” she whispered, almost in disbelief, still obeying. “You want his pet to open everything up for him...”
She looked straight into the camera, face burning, both holes stuffed and dripping, nipples red and stretched, the word “pet” clearly rewriting something in her head in real time.
“Keep going,” she begged the chat, voice high and shaky. “Tell me what else his best little fuck pet is supposed to do ... I’m listening.”
Skye was three fingers deep in her own ass, the second toy still stretching her cunt, when a new tip flashed across the screen with a single suggestion that made her entire body lock up.
She read it out loud in a shaky, breathless voice.
“‘Get inked for him. Something permanent. Malik’s. Malik’s Pet. Property of Malik. Right over your cunt or on your ass so every time he uses you he sees it.’”
The words hit like a direct current.
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