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Part 1.
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I’ve (F22) been having weird taboo sex involving my boyfriend (M27) and my brother (M18); for like… over half a year now. It’s killing me not being able to tell everybody (or even anybody) because we’re so happy. Okay, first things first, my name is Hanna and I’ve been dating this fantastic guy named Alan for two years or so…
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Things with Alan are a lot of fun. He’s into some BDSM porn online that’s at all times giving him ideas, so our sex life can be a little gonzo at times. Not like animals or pain, but it’s kept my mind pretty open. And it’s not like he ties me up every time or anything sometimes he’s good with a solid fucking, fine by me as I’m able to cum from PIV sex (and from what I’ve read I guess that’s not common). Don’t get me wrong, I’ll cum nice and hard from clit stimulation but it’s gotta be correctly done or it can begin to hurt after too much direct touching or rubbing. I did cum one time from Alan tapping my pussy with a wooden tongue depressor while he slowly fucked my bum with a skinny vibrator, but I digress…
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Anyway, Alan’s got a fantastically shaped, 6″ long, curved thick dick and knows how to proper fuck me with it, and he cums a pretty significant load. I mean, he’s not one of those gallon gusher guys you see on the internet or anything (if that’s even real) but it’s like, way more than average. And I feel so good after that I just.. continue to leak. Enough that I bring a second pair of (less than sexy) dark or beige full cover underwear to his place when I go over there so that I can fall asleep without waking up in a puddle of it between my legs, or get home without making a mess in my car. Seriously.
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I go over to his place lots because I’m still living at home with the fam while I go to school, and my younger brother Stuart is there also, so we cannot fuck in the house without it being super obvious to someone, as I tend to make some noise. Stu and I weren’t super close growing up because of the age difference, but as he’s started to grow up a bit I’ve started to like him more (as it turns out, a lot more, but I’ll get to that), but I didn’t think we were at the point where he wanted to listen to me getting screwed by my boyfriend (but maybe I got that part wrong… you’ll see).
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The main issue at home is the room layout. The house is 3 stories (up, main, basement) but isn’t super big – upstairs is two bedrooms, the main really big one (my parents) and a significantly smaller one (Stu’s). It’s at all times been him in the smallest room because he was youngest, and he doesn’t like to hang out in there because of the ridiculous size and proximity to mom and dad‘s room. There’s the living areas on the ground floor and then of course my moderate sized bedroom, a small bathroom with a shower, a “rec room” and a storage area in the basement. And that’s it, well there’s a garage, but dad keeps it as a disaster zone where their car barely fits.
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For the past I dunno, 3+ years, Stu has spent a ton of time in the rec room in the basement. It’s got a big TV now and he has some kind of gaming computer next to it. The computer plays pirated movies to the TV, so I don’t mind that he’s got it down there as it means that I get to watch pretty much any movie I like at any time. He even gets the ones that are just coming off the theaters somehow. Occasionally, I’d discover open tabs in a web browser to some type porn site that Stu was into when I’d go to discover a movie to watch. Now he NEVER left a mess down there and I never saw him up to anything. He at all times knew my class schedule and since I stayed over at numerous boyfriend’s places he had the basement to himself a lot of the time. Horny boys masturbated, duh, it worked fine.
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Summer 2022 however, things… changed. Stu turned 18 that March and I guess he was what they call a late-bloomer. He got taller and started to look significantly older, which actually made him sorta cute. He started sleeping on the couch in the rec room sometimes and I started seeing him semi-naked from time to time. He also started seeing me come home after being out at the bar with the girls, or after staying over at Alan’s. One night I got home super drunk, like way too drunk, and I’m a little foggy about how I got into bed, but I woke up the next day in my underwear and a sleep shirt with no idea how that happened. At the time I didn’t think anything of it.
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But then there was a particular evening in June a few weeks after the sleep shirt thing, it was a Friday after summer session classes. I had to swing by the house for a shower and change of clothes after Alan had fucked the hell out of me at his place after college. That night the plan was to meet a girlfriend for dinner, so I didn’t stay over at his place. I got home, went downstairs into my bathroom, undressed and peeled off my sticky granny panties and threw them into the hamper and got washed up and changed into some cute loose shorts and a nice top for dinner. Stu was in the basement playing a game or something on his computer when I left. I was on the way to the dinner spot when Tracy called me to tell me that she’d just been in a car accident! Fuck! She was alright thankfully, but obviously wasn’t gonna make it to dinner. I called Alan (maybe I could get another dump of hot cum in me!) but he was out with some of his friends from work, so I turned my car around and headed home.
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Mom and dad were doing their thing listening to music and drinking when I got home, so I just said ‘hey’ walked past them through the kitchen to the door to the downstairs. The music was moderately loud, so Stu must not have heard me come in, and I walk light anyway. I come down the first half the stairs to discover Stu sitting at his computer; but get this, he was suckling on the gusset of the pair of my panties I had just thrown into the hamper less than an hour ago. I froze and just watched. He was really into some type of group porn featuring a room of guys and girls with everybody on everybody. He was also jerking his cock – I had never caught him doing that – it was nice straight long shape, definitely looked longer than Alan’s but not as thick along the length of the shaft. On the computer, one guy pulled his ridiculously huge dick out of a small woman and fed his load to another girl and guy fucking beside them. Right then, Stu blew his load all over his hands with a satisfying sigh and my beige panties fell out his mouth. I didn’t want him to see that I was watching, so I backed up the stairs and went back to the kitchen, I still hadn’t eaten so, in a stupor there I was seeing what was available for left overs. I found some lasagna, stuck it in the microwave, and sat down to eat thinking about what I’d just seen…… Stu was DEFINITELY sucking the exact spot of my panties where Alan’s load (and my pussy juices) were. For some reason the wondered of my kid-brother swallowing that mix of cums was making me wet again. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I got wetter and wetter, I’m talking splash zone wet. I finished eating and started reading some porn on my phone (normally I prefer to read hot stuff than watch it). My legs were parted and I had one hand stealthily down my shorts under the table while the terrible 80’s music played in the living room – my parents are so lame.
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It was super risky to masturbate like that with everyone around me, but I was so horny again and the risk was turning me on too. What the hell was wrong with me? I could feel that I could easily cum right there at the kitchen table, I slowed down the oval pattern rubbing on my pussy as I got closer and closer to it… I pushed the plate away from me my head swimming as the tingling orgasm approached… but then the door to the basement swung fully open!
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“Oh hey Hanna” I turned and Alan was dressed nice and walking past the kitchen on the way out the door “I thought you were out for dinner?” he stopped when he saw me leaned back in my chair, had a weird look on his face for a second.
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I jerked my hand up, and cleared my throat “Ya, Tracy got in a car accident, so we canceled.” and I closed my legs.
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“Holy fuck, is she okay?” he asked sincerely and I hoped that he assumed that was why I looked a little out of sorts – not that I was about to have a shaking orgasm in the kitchen with my parents in the other room.
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I collected myself and explained, “Ya, yes, she’s fine, but obv didn’t want to have tacos or go out.”
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“Makes sense … well, good thing she’s okay. I’m going bowling with Hinata and his cousins, wanna come with us instead?”
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I wondered about it, but my crotch was still soaked and even though Alan had definitely given me a solid orgasm after college, I was burning up again thinking about what I had watched Stu doing, and what I had almost been caught been doing just now myself. Clearly he had no idea that I’d seen him at it, and I had successfully covered up what I was doing right now. Close though.
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“Nope, I’m going to chill here, have a good time though.” he was half-way out the door.As soon as I saw him hop in his friend’s car, I went downstairs to check out what Stu had been up to. The chair and computer were straightened and there was ZERO evidence of any shenanigans, no weird stains or cum splatters, and I didn’t see my panties anywhere. I ducked into my bathroom and opened my clothes hamper, and there they were on top, still wet from where my brother had been sucking on them. The cum was entirely cleaned off, Stu had eaten it all. My horny little brother was hungry for cum it seems, and was more than happy to eat my boyfriend’s even if it was mixed with mine.
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NSFW: yes
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