Just For Fun - Sex Stories

Just For Fun

... her over the sound of her vibrator and the show.

She was on another of her trips. It had only been forty-eight hours, but my entire body ached for her.

"You go into his room," I moaned, one hand around my own throat, one hand frantically rubbing between my legs.

"What am I wearing?'

"Lingerie. You're wearing red lingerie."

"Which set?"

"A new set. You bought it just for him."

"Yes..."

"You knock on his door, and he tells you to enter."

"Orders."

"Yes," I panted. "Yes, heorders you. You will obey."

"I will obey."

"You will obey my brother."

"I will obey your brother."

I swallowed. It took me a second to remember what we were talking about. The image of my girlfriend, obeying my brother's every command, submissively serving him...

It was hard to concentrate.

"You enter his room."

"How?"

My entire body twitched as I realized the answer.

"You crawl. You crawl into my brother's room, on your hands and knees in front of your master."

"Master..."

"Yes.Master."

Emily repeated the word several times.

"He sees you come in, and he smiles."

"Ohgod."

I paused. Even over the internet, I could tell that Emily was dangerously close to orgasm, just at the idea of my brother smiling at her.

She couldn't cum. Not yet. I was enjoying myself too much.

"He knows why you're there."

"How?"

"Because you were built for him."

"I was..."

"You were built for his pleasure."

"Oh, god..."

"Your body exists for ...

... my brother's pleasure. You exist for my brother's pleasure. You're my brother's personal slut. Say it."

"I'm...I'm..."

The buzzing grew louder.

"Say it," I insisted.

"I'm your brother's personal slut."

"You're Justin's personal slut."

"I'm Justin's personal slut."

"You're a lesbian slut for my brother."

"Yesss..."

I shut my eyes and joined Emily in orgasm, picturing my brother cumming onto her obedient, smiling face.

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"What areyou doing," Emily gasped.

I froze.

"I'm..."

She stared at me, her eyes dark with lust. I'd been halfway through describing her giving my brother a blowjob.

"I'm..."

I knew what she wanted me to say. It had been lurking behind our every interaction for weeks now.

But I couldn't. Icouldn't.

"I'm in the room next door," I whispered. "I'm fuckingyour brother."

"I don't have a brother," she said softly, firmly, staring into my eyes. "I'm an only child."

The room suddenly felt very small. Even though Episodes was on at low volume, I could feel the actors' words filling my head, filling my thoughts. I felt trapped.

"I..."

"Where are you," Emily repeated insistently, moving her hand to my throat. "Where are you, and what are you doing?"

"I'm...I'm..."

"You're watching us," she said.

"No..."

"Yes," she hissed. "You're in the room, watching me give your brother head. Say it."

I couldn't.

"Say it."

"I'm...I'm watching you."

Emily moaned at my admission. She moved her hand ...