For several weeks, I had been pleasuring my father in every sexual manner possible. Whether it was giving him blowjobs, letting my Dad tit fuck me or just plain old fucking; we were doing it. It was very hot and so dirty; both of us were enjoying every moment. Needless to say, the whole topic of incest was not bothering me at all. In fact, I loved the forbidden aspect of it.
I loved being the Daddy's slut and began dressing more provocatively at home. I wore crop tops that barely covered my tits and short shorts that showed off my juicy ass. Daddy loved copping a feel whenever he got a chance, and I loved teasing him with my slutty outfits. My Mom and brother, Dean, had no idea what Dad and I were up to, which turned me on even more.
I was pretty happy being my Dad's fucktoy at home and keeping my brother and Mom in the dark, but things took a slightly different turn one afternoon when I was cleaning up Dean's room. Mom and Dad were out for lunch, and it was just Dean and me at home. Dean was downstairs playing video games, while I gathered his dirty laundry and tidied up his room. I noticed his laptop wasn't shut completely, so I decided to close it for him. As I touched the touchpad, the screen came alive, with two Asian girls wearing lacy lingerie sucking and licking a huge cock.
"Oooh, god! Look at these sluts!"
As I skipped through the websites he had open, it didn't take me long to notice that the entire playlist was about Asian teens. My curiosity was piqued, and I opened up a new tab and checked his history. To my surprise, most of Dean's searches were Asian girls as well. I had a sly smile as I scrolled through his search history. "Wow, Dean must have a thing for Asian teens!"
I remembered my Dad telling me that he had caught Dean peeking at me when I was sunbathing, and suddenly it all made sense. Dean was jerking off to Asian teens because of me, "Awww, my baby brother must have a crush on me!" I exclaimed, my cheeks blushing pink at the realization.
I smiled at the thought of him watching these movies, lying on his bed, thinking about me and making himself cum. Probably, most sisters would have been disgusted and outraged that their brothers were fantasizing about them, but not me. I knew how hot it was to have taboo sex, and knowing that my brother had a crush on me turned me on immensely.
I watched the video for a few seconds before hearing footsteps approach the door, and Dean entered the room to find me on his chair, watching porn on his laptop. "Erika, What the hell are you doing in my room?" he yelled out, rushing in and grabbing the laptop. He panicked as he paused the video and checked to see what else I had accessed on his laptop. "I can't believe you are going through my stuff! Get out of here!"
I didn't bother to hide the fact that I had been watching his porn; instead, I turned to face him with a sly smile on my face. "Calm down, Dean. It's not a big deal. All guys your age have stuff like this to jack off to."
I grabbed the laptop from his hand, placed it back on the table, and hit play. "I don't mind watching porn, Dean. Do you like this video? The girls are really hot, aren't they?" I asked innocently as we watched both girls on their knees sucking the guy's cock.
Dean, however, was in a state of full panic, and he snapped the laptop shut and turned to face me. "Erika! I'm not messing around! Get out of my room!" He exclaimed, pushing me towards the door.
"Don't be like that, Dean. I'm just teasing. If you don't want me to watch your porn, I won't. But you need to calm down. I didn't go through your stuff. I was just cleaning up and found your laptop open. Don't be so dramatic." I said, trying to diffuse the situation. I even picked up the laundry basket and showed him his dirty clothes.
"OK, fine, I'm sorry I got so angry, but please don't tell Mom and Dad about this. I would be grounded for months!" he pleaded.
I smiled at him and leaned forward to give him a peck on the cheek. "It's OK, baby bro. I won't tell them anything. It will be our little secret. Let me just get your clothes, and I'll be out of your way." I said reassuringly.
I could feel his eyes roam over my body as I gathered up the clothes from the floor and placed them in a pile on the bed. My crop top was very low cut, showing off my deep cleavage, and my shorts were so tight that they were almost a second skin. I bent down in front of him to pick up a pair of dirty boxers, and I could feel his eyes on my ass.
"So, what's with all the Asian porn? I didn't know you were into that. I mean, I thought most guys your age would be into blondes." I asked curiously as I tossed the last of the clothes onto the bed.
He turned bright red and looked down at his feet, but I wasn't going to let him off that easily. I stepped towards him and placed my hands on his chest. "Hey, it's OK. There's no need to be embarrassed. I think it's kind of hot. So, why are you into Asian girls?" I asked in a soft, sensual voice.
"I-I don't know. They are just really hot," he said shyly.
I kept going, making him as uncomfortable as I could. "In fact, Dean, I noticed that they are large-breasted Asian women too! Big tits like...hmmm, let me think...like my tits!" I exclaimed with a devilish grin as I closed the gap between us.
My brother is shorter than me by a few inches, and I towered over him as I pressed my chest against his. "Maybe you are into your sister's tits, Dean?" I whispered in his ear, letting my breath tickle his neck.
Dean looked like he wanted to crawl under the bed to hide.
"Well, then, I take it you are fantasizing about me! Is that it? Are you sitting there jerking off, thinking about me, you fucking pervert? Is that how you like to get yourself off, picturing your own sister sucking you off or letting you fuck her?"
He didn't say a word, and I knew that was my answer, but I figured I would push him even more as I was enjoying this. I pressed my chest even harder against his, letting him feel the weight of my big tits. "Tell me, Dean. Have you ever jerked off to the thought of your sister?"
"I-I... no, Erika!" he stammered, trying to deny it.
I could tell he was lying, so I decided to turn up the heat. I put my hand on his crotch, feeling his cock through his shorts. "Really, Dean? Then why are you hard right now?" I asked with a smirk.
Dean's face was burning red as he looked at my tits pressing against his chest and my hand rubbing his crotch. He was in a state of shock as I slowly massaged his cock through his shorts. "Don't look at my tits while I am talking to you, Dean!" I snapped, slapping him on the cheek lightly.
