Reminder that this story series is a fantasy. All characters are of the ages 18 and up. It contains unconsensual sexual activity. If you are uncomfortable, please find another story.
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I crashed down onto my bed, sighing deeply. It was night, and my room was pitch dark with only a small digital alarm clock glowing from my desk. I was wearing a soft black skirt that reached the top of my knees, and a blue shirt that wrapped neatly around my upper torso. However, I still omitted my undergarments, not liking the tightness of them on my body as I slept.
My mind flashbacked to earlier in the day, remembering how I was trapped by my older brother and fucked by him. He told me to not say a word to our parents before we headed to separate bathrooms to shower. I spent a long time trying to rinse out his cum from inside of me, going as far as to dig my fingers into myself to carefully scoop it out. The stimulation from my fingers and the fact that I was still sensitive from being fucked at the time made me horny, and I eventually finger fucked myself in the shower.
I blinked, and then screwed my eyes shut and shook my head.
What he did was wrong, I reached down and craved my blanket, pulling it over myself, It was horrible. Disgusting. I rolled over to my side, facing towards the door of my room. Across the hall would be my brother's room.
At dinner, I didn't speak much. Silently eating grilled salmon, I watched my brother speak casually with my parents about his achievements on the sports team. He didn't betray any emotions that would suggest something had happened between us. Most of all, he didn't even look my way the whole time.
Asshole, I rolled away and faced a wall, pulling my blanket closer to me. Wasn't even sorry about what he did. I didn't even enjoy it.
My mind suddenly pulled up my memories of how much I was moaning with pleasure at being fucked by my brother. I could almost feel his cock sliding in and out of me again, stuffing me entirely as my pussy juices would sprinkle out. I went through three orgasms within those ten minutes before he would finally cum inside of me. The feeling of his sperm splattering deep into my pussy, filling me almost entirely, was still there.
A tingle ran throughout my body from my pussy. I slowly slid my hand down to my crotch and pressed my skirt over it. Keeping my hand there, I clamped my thighs together. I could feel something wet between my thighs, and I immediately knew what it was. Silently cursing myself for being wet, I clamped my thighs tighter around my hand and tried focusing on sleeping.
However, as memories of my older brother ramming his cock into me continued playing in my mind, I grew wetter and wetter. My pussy tingled as heat rose up from within, followed by a familiar feeling or horniness. Subconsciously, I was rubbing my hand over my crotch and squeezing my legs together even tighter.
Stupid, I shook my head and forcefully stopped myself, Just stop. Don't even think about it. It won't happen again.
And right on cue, I heard my door creak slowly open. Light from the hallway flooded in for a brief second before my door closed again. I opened my eyes just in time to see the light come and go, and I froze. I heard the sound of my door being locked, and I held my breath. Shortly after, the sound of footsteps could be heard behind me, growing louder and louder and someone neared my bed. My heart was beating heavily as I could hear the rusting of something behind me.
"Leila?" Kean whispered to me, and I tensed slightly, "You awake?"
I stayed completely still, not daring to move even one bit. The rustling noises continued for a bit longer until it suddenly went dead silent.
What's he doing here? My heart was hammering away in my chest.
Suddenly, my blanket was slowly being lifted up from around my legs behind me. I tensed even more as I could feel my slender legs being exposed and someone glaring at them. I heard heavy breathing behind me as my blanket was tossed over slightly to fully reveal my legs and skirt.
After what felt like hours of silence, I felt a hand grab one of my legs. Its warm, rough fingers wrapped around my calves and shin, gently squeezing my flesh. It slowly moved up towards my knee before stopping at the hem of my skirt. After a few seconds, it slid under my skirt, running up my silky thighs. I heard a groan behind me, and my entire body shuddered from the touch.
The hand explored my thighs, gently squeezing them and rubbing them. It went higher and higher until it reached my bare ass. A light gasp echoed from behind me as the hand discovered that I was not wearing any panties. It gripped my ass cheek tightly, pulling it away from the other before letting go. It curved around my hip, feeling the front of my thigh before lightly touching my hand that covered my pussy. It felt my lips, rubbing my juices across the inner sides of my thighs before feeling my hand over it.
"Leila...?" My brother whispered behind me as he felt my hand over my crotch. Then, his hand pulled away, and I could hear something smacking behind me. It sounded soft and rhythmic, and it was followed by a soft groan from behind me.
"Turn around," Kean hissed at me as the smacking noise continued, "I know you're awake."
I still refused to move. However, the smacking noise became louder as I could hear my bed creaking slightly. Someone climbed onto my bed, and the noise made it close to my ear.
