brutally raped in home

Emily stretched out on her bed, the late afternoon sun filtering through the curtains of her bedroom. At seventeen, she savored these quiet moments alone in the family home, her parents away for the weekend. The door creaked open without a knock, and Elias slipped in, her sixteen-year-old cousin, eyes darting around before locking on her. He was staying over, crashing in the guest room, but now he hovered in the doorway, shifting his weight.

'Elias? What are you doing here?' Emily sat up, pulling her tank top down over her shorts, a frown creasing her brow. He didn't answer right away, just closed the door behind him with a soft click. His gaze lingered on her legs, then up to her face.

'Just... wanted to hang out,' he muttered, stepping closer. His hands fidgeted at his sides, voice lower than usual. 'You're always by yourself. Boring, right?'

She laughed lightly, but unease prickled her skin. 'I'm fine. Go play video games or something. Door's open.' He ignored that, sitting on the edge of the bed uninvited, his knee brushing hers. Emily scooted back, crossing her arms.

'Emily, come on. We're cousins. Family.' His tone shifted, insistent, as he leaned in. She caught a whiff of his cologne, mixed with something sharper—nerves, maybe. 'You've been teasing me all week, walking around like that.'

'Teasing? What are you talking about?' Her voice sharpened, pulling her knees up. He grabbed her ankle suddenly, grip firm. 'Elias—let go.'

He didn't. Instead, he crawled forward, pinning her legs with his weight. 'I know you want it. All girls do.' His free hand clamped over her mouth as she opened it to yell, eyes widening in shock. Emily thrashed, muffled protests vibrating against his palm. 'Stop! Elias, no—'

He shoved her back fully, body covering hers, knees forcing her thighs apart. 'Shut up. You're my older cousin—act like it. Take care of me.' His breath hot on her neck, he yanked her tank top up, exposing her bra. Emily bucked, nails scratching his arm, but he slapped her hand away, ripping the bra down. Her breasts spilled out, nipples hardening in the cool air despite her fear.

'Please, Elias—stop! I'm your sister, your cousin!' Tears welled as she twisted, but he latched onto a nipple, sucking hard, teeth grazing. She gasped, pain shooting through her. 'It hurts—get off me!'

He growled against her skin, hand sliding down to tug at her shorts. 'Liar. Feel that? You're wet already.' Emily kicked, but he wedged his elbow between her legs, fingers hooking into her panties, yanking them aside. She clenched her thighs, sobbing now. 'No, no—Elias, think! We're family. Stop this!'

His shorts tented obviously, and he freed his cock, hard and throbbing, veins pulsing. 'Family makes it better. Watch.' He rubbed the head against her slit, slicking it despite her dryness from fear. Emily froze, heart hammering. 'Don't—please, I'll tell everyone!'

'Who'd believe you?' He thrust forward, breaching her tight entrance in one rough push. She screamed into his hand, body arching in agony as he stretched her virgin walls. 'Fuck, so tight. Cousin pussy—mine.' Elias groaned, hips snapping deeper, balls slapping her ass. Blood tinged his shaft from the tear, but he didn't slow, pounding relentlessly.

Emily's cries broke through his fingers. 'Stop! It burns—Elias, you're raping me! Pull out!' Her hands pushed at his chest, but he grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head with one hand. The other squeezed her breast, twisting the nipple until she whimpered. He fucked harder, grunting with each plunge, her pussy clenching involuntarily around the invasion.

'Say you like it,' he demanded, breath ragged, sweat dripping onto her. She shook her head, tears streaming. 'No... hurts... please, cousin—mercy!' He laughed bitterly, angling to hit deeper, the head battering her cervix. Her legs trembled, forced wide, toes curling in pain.

Minutes stretched into eternity. Elias flipped her onto her stomach, yanking her hips up. 'Ass up. Begging won't help.' Emily clawed the sheets, voice hoarse. 'Elias—no more! I'm begging you!' He spat on her asshole, then pressed his cock there, forcing the tip in. She howled, 'Not there! Stop—it's tearing me!' Inch by inch, he buried himself in her virgin ass, the ring burning as it yielded. 'God, even tighter. Take it all.'

He reamed her brutally, hands gripping her waist, pulling her back onto him. Emily buried her face in the pillow, sobs muffled. 'Why... family... stop!' Slaps echoed as he spanked her cheeks red, thrusting erratic. 'Cum for me, Emily.' She didn't, but her body shook, pain overwhelming. He roared, flooding her ass with hot spurts, holding deep until spent.

Pulling out, cum leaked from her gaping hole. Elias rolled her over again, cock semi-hard, smeared with her blood and his seed. 'Mouth now. Clean it.' She turned away, gagging at the sight. 'Disgusting—no! Elias, enough!' He straddled her chest, forcing her jaws apart, shoving in. 'Suck, cousin. Or I'll make it worse.'

Emily choked, tongue pressed flat as he fucked her throat, balls smacking her chin. Drool and tears mixed, her pleas garbled. 'Mmmph—stop!' He tangled fingers in her hair, guiding deeper. 'Swallow my cum like a good sister.' Another load erupted, bitter and thick, forcing her to gulp or drown. Excess dribbled from her lips as he withdrew, smirking down.

He wasn't done. Cock hardening fully again, he spread her legs wide, plunging back into her pussy. 'Round two. Feel me owning you.' Emily's resistance weakened, body limp, whispers fading. 'Please... no more... hurt...' He pounded viciously, biting her shoulder, leaving marks. Her walls fluttered unwillingly, pain blurring with exhaustion. 'Mine forever,' he muttered, cumming inside her once more, seeding deep.

Finally, Elias collapsed beside her, breathing heavy. Emily curled into a ball, silent sobs wracking her frame. The room stank of sex and sweat, curtains still drawn. He touched her hip possessively. 'That wasn't so bad. Our secret.' She didn't respond, eyes vacant, the weight of betrayal settling like lead. Family shattered in the dim light, no words left to mend it.