*this is purely for fun so of course the imagination ran a little. If incest and dirty talking are not up your lane, I suggest you look somewhere else, thanks!*
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Every slut has more than a few friends with benefits. I do too. The one I'm closest to though, is my older brother, Aiden. That's right. I have sex with my brother.
Hard, pounding fucking.
I've come to realization that it's only so much "wrong" if you make it to be. And more than anything, neither of us give a shit about what's wrong exactly.
I started fucking Aiden about six months ago. I've had my reputation as a slut for almost three years now. Getting fucked from such an younger age never bothered me or the person doing the said fucking, most enjoyed having a young teenage pussy to pound.
Aiden knew about my reputation probably because of being at the same school. My younger sister, a year my junior, was at boarding school, so it was just the two of us anyway. My sluttiness was common at school. Most girls hated me and most guys wanted me. I gave it to them anyway. It's not wrong to be easy. I just don't get myself treated like trash after.
It was the weekend and my parents were out at their friend's house. I was in my room, talking to Blake. Blake was in my brother's friend group itself but I'd been hooking up with him for a while. He didn't have the biggest cock but his words alone could make me cum. He'd been teasing me for almost thirty minutes and I wasn't able to get myself off. I needed an actual cock and couldn't get some because of being grounded. So I had to turn to my trusty friend, my dildo.
About 8 inches long, it sometimes gave me better orgasms than the guys I fuck. And that's saying something.
I shoved the dildo, deep in me, after playing with my pussy and clit for about five minutes. I didn't need much foreplay today. Just as the dildo sunk in me, I received another message from Blake.
It was a picture. Of his cock. Hard.
With the message, "I know how deep you want it baby girl and daddy is going to give just that to his little whore"
I liked the kink a lot too much. Sue me.
And now somehow, even the dildo wasn't doing it for me.
I needed a real hard cock.
I quickly put on the shortest skirt I owned, that clearly showed all of my plump ass and a crop top that ended right in the middle of my tits. I looked like the biggest slut there was. I was seriously ready to stand on the road and fuck the first guy who offered to. I would have owned it anyway and boy, was I desperate.
I quickly ran down the stairs, hoping to not run into my brother who had been put in charge of me. I wasn't prepared for the sight in front of me. My brother, with his pants down his knees, and his hands wrapped around one of the biggest cocks I had seen. Hard, thick and so huge. It looked more than 9 inches.
He was getting himself off watching porn. And what a sight that was.
At some point or the other, I'd always found my brother hot. And that's because he was. He was really really hot.
His eyes were focused on the screen where a young girl was being pounded by three big black dicks. She was taking all three at once and my brother seemed to be enjoying watching that. Still not noticing me, I decided to do something.
I was already desperate and in need of a cock. And if something like that turned my brother on, maybe he'd be into fucking me. Most of them were anyway.
I slipped into my room quickly and changed into the sluttiest lingerie I owned. It was a two peice set. The bra covered nothing but the nipples with a very thin fabric. It was basically see through and it pushed my tits together. Whereas the thongs on the other hand were perfectly normal except they had a crotch hole as well as a complete open ass. So basically it was just a piece of string tied together.
I put on my previous tight skirt and top and decided to walk around the house a bit. I quickly went towards where my brother was still trying to get himself off. I decided to go into the kitchen and then shouted to him from across the room, "When you're done watching that girl getting pounded, let me know what you want for lunch."
I could actually hear the terror radiating off of him. I knew he'd be coming in, so I purposely got on my knees and bent over the fridge, pretending to look for something, know full well that he'd be seeing my barely there thong with the "ass-crotch-hole"