Reminder that this story series is a fantasy. All characters are of the ages 18 and up. If you are uncomfortable with this story, please find another story.
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I gazed blankly at the whiteboard as my teacher wrote equations on it. He turned to us and tapped on the board, asking us what the next step was. One of the boys that sat behind me raised his hand, and the teacher picked him.
I barely paid any attention to the class. I simply stared at the board with my head resting on my hand, thinking about the night before. My older brother, Kean, had snuck into my room while I was trying to sleep and proceeded to fuck me. Apparently, he had used some sort of drugs to keep himself going, which explained why he continued to fuck me even after cumming inside of me. I orgasmed about seven times that night while he came inside me three times. However, all the details were just a blur to me as I wasn't even sure if I was even conscious after my fourth orgasm. All I knew was that I felt full and my pussy was tingling from thinking about it all.
I subconsciously slid my other hand under my desk and pressed it against my crotch, before then clamping my thighs around it. I was wearing a short blue skirt that reached halfway across my thighs, with a buttoned white shirt on top. Black and purple-striped stockings stretched across my legs, stopping at my knees, revealing only a portion of my soft, creamy thighs.
My fingers pressed against my panty-covered pussy, and I let out a soft breath as I began to rub it. My and my brother's moans of pleasure echoed through my mind as I sat in class, rubbing myself. Juices began to flow from my pussy, soaking my panties, but I continued to rub myself.
Suddenly, the bell rang and I snapped out of my horny daze. Everyone began to pick up their personal belongings, while I simply sat up straight. My hand was still over my crotch as I looked around the classroom. I blinked, my eyes widening slightly as I could see my teacher staring at my legs, seeing my hand was between them.
Quickly gathering up my things and shoving them into my bag, I got up and quickly left the classroom along with the rest of my peers.
Arriving at home, I kicked my shoes off and threw my bag onto the couch. Locking the front door behind me, I shuffled into the kitchen. My dad was there, making coffee and reading a news article on his phone.
"Hey, Leila," He greeted me, barely looking up from his phone, "How was school?"
"It was alright," I murmured, walking up to the fridge and opening the door, "We've got a geometry text next wednesday, and my history project is due then."
"Did you get started on it?" My dad glanced up at me, arching an eyebrow.
"Nope," I bent over, pulling open the bottom drawers of the fridge, "But I'll get started on it soon. It's due next week, so I've got plenty of time."
He stared at my ass as I bent over lower and lower, my skirt sliding up a bit to reveal my smooth, round ass and panties. I didn't know he was staring as I continued to search for something in my fridge.
Opening a drawer, I smiled slightly as I found a small bag of chocolates. Grabbing it, I straightened up and closed the fridge door.
"How's work for you?" I turned to him, and he quickly looked back down at his phone. I blinked, seeing something tenting in his pants.
"Lots of meetings, so the usual," He sighed. I nodded slowly, smiling as I held up the bag of chocolates and looked at it.
"Well, I'm heading up to go finish my homework," I turned and started heading out of the kitchen, "See ya."
I walked off, not knowing that my dad glanced back at my direction. His gray eyes gazed at my legs and ass as I left.
Grabbing my bag from the couch, I ran up the stairs and headed to my room. Tossing my bag and the chocolates onto my desk, I closed my door. I slowly began to unbutton my shirt as I stepped over to my closet. Opening the door, I pulled my shirt off to reveal a pink bra underneath. Reaching behind me, I unclipped it and pulled it off, setting my gorgeous tits free.
I heard the front door open from my room, and I quickly looked over at the clock on my desk. Judging by the time, my brother must have arrived home from school. I blinked, thinking about what happened last night. My gaze slowly drifted to my bed, seeing my clothes from that night laying on the floor next to it.
Shaking my head, I returned to undressing. Pulling my skirt and panties off together, I reached over and grabbed a pair of black shorts. I slid them on, pulling them up as far as I could as gasping as the crotch of them pressed up against my pussy lips. I liked these pair of shorts, as they revealed most of my thighs and would often ride up on me, causing them to rub my pussy.
I grabbed a loose white shirt and pulled it over. It was large, having been a hand-me-down from my father as he saw no use to keep it for himself. It fell past my waist, covering my shorts and making it seem like I was without pants. Gathering up my school clothes and the ones I wore last night, I started to head to the laundry basket in the bathroom.
Kicking the bathroom door open, I shuffled over to the basket and flipped the lid open. I set my pile of clothes on the floor and began to organize them between top-half clothing and bottom-half clothing. I picked up my shirts and tossed them into the section with the rest of the shirts, which belonged to my brother. Next, I grabbed my skirts and panties, and tossed them into the leg wear. The pile was large, almost coming out of the basket itself.
Frowning, I attempted to press the pile down, trying to compact all of the clothing together. At that moment, my brother walked into the bathroom, with only a large shirt on, and a fresh set of clothing and a towel in his arms.
I straightened up, gasping as my eyes went wide. My brother stared back at me with wide eyes, his jaw dropping slightly. My eyes momentarily glanced down, seeing his flaccid cock hanging between his legs from under his shirt.
