Just For Fun - Sex Stories

Just For Fun

... doesn't mean anything."

"Emily..."

"It's just for fun, remember?"

I thought about for a moment, as the final episode of the season played.

She was right. It was just...it didn't mean anything.

"You want to suck his cock, don't you?"

"Yes," I panted. I was too turned on to fight it any more.

"Say it."

"I want to suck my brother's cock."

"You were made to suck your brother's cock, weren't you?"

My eyes rolled back in my head as I came. It was true. I was made to suck my brother's cock.

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

"What are we wearing?"

"Lingerie. We're wearing red, matching lingerie."

"We're a pair of matching lesbian sluts, aren't we?"

"Yess..."

"We're a pair of slaves, aren't we?"

"We're a pair of slaves."

I liked the way the words tasted in my mouth.

"Why do we exist?"

"To serve my brother."

"What next?"

"We're wearing lingerie, and we go into his room."

"How?"

"We crawl, on our hands and knees."

"Yess..."

"He sees us come in, and he smiles. He knows why we're there."

"How?"

"Because we were built for him."

"Yess..."

"We were built for my brother's pleasure."

"We share his cock."

"We share his cock."

"We were born to be his sluts."

"We were born to be his sluts."

"Our life is dedicated to his service."

"Our life is dedicated to his service."

"He owns us."

"He...oh, god ...

... yes."

"Say it."

"He owns us. He owns us, he owns us, he owns us, heowns us."

"If he wants to fuck you, what will you do?"

"I will fuck him."

"Say it."

"I'll fuck my brother."

"You want it, don't you?"

"Yes. God, yes."

"Say it."

"I want to fuck my brother. I want it more than I've ever wanted anything..."

"Cum for him. Cum for your brother."

"Oh god, Emily, Justin,yes..."

Just For Fun

by Pan

Chapter 3: Just a Fantasy

"Don't worry about it," Emily said, her eyes dancing.

"I'm not worried," I hissed. "I'm just...nervous."

We'd crossed a line.

I knew we'd crossed a line, but I couldn't stop.

I didn't want to stop.

It was too...electric.

"What if my parents notice?"

"They're not going to notice," Emily said, rolling her eyes. "You're still their baby girl, remember?"

I nodded. She was right. I knew she was right.

But still...

"If you're really worried," Emily said, leaning forward and whispering into my ear. "Just remember why we're doing this..."

"Justin," I sighed, and suddenly all the tension left my body.

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This fantasy, this shared incest fantasy we'd been having; it had taken over our sex life. It had elevated it.

Sex had always been good, but...god, now it wassomething else.

It was hard to say whose idea it had been. When it came to sex, it felt more and more like we were one person.

One person, dedicated to a single goal.

We went back to my parents' for Christmas every year. It ...