Brotherly Lust - Sex Stories

Brotherly Lust

... looked down. His face turned red. I suddenly wondered if I had gone too far with that comment.

“Oh crap, yeah. Sorry. Didn’t realize I still had morning wood.”

“Nothing to be ashamed of. You have a pretty nice cock, you know.”

He turned even redder, if that was possible.

“What the fuck?” he stammered, “You’re my sister and you’re checking out my dick?”

I moved closer, a smile forming on my lips.

“I’m also a very lusty young woman who likes getting an eyeful of cock. Yours and Randy’s included,” I purred.

Ken smiled, still blushing. His eyes gave me a once-over before settling on my bosom.

He swallowed hard and said, “Yeah, well, I’m a very lusty young guy who thinks his sister has the hottest tits in Eversham.”

That both surprised and delighted me, given Ken’s usual reserved demeanour when I flirted.

“Is it true that you’re still a virgin?” I asked, hoping this was going where I wanted.

“I am. Didn’t work out with Sonja.”

“Meh, she was a bit of a stuck-up bitch. Maybe I know a better option?”

“Who?” he asked, likely already realizing where I was going.

“Moi, of course.”

My brother looked surprised, but less than I expected.

“You? Fuck my sister? You sure that’s a good idea?” he asked.

From the look on his face and the tone of his voice, I got a sense he was not totally opposed to the idea.

“Wouldn’t you like to touch the ‘hottest tits in Eversham’, bro? And I would love to feel that magnificent dick inside me. I have ...

... fantasized about both you and Randy many times.”

“Um, so let’s say you’re going to be my first. When? Where?”

“Now’s as good a time as any, isn’t it?” I cooed, trying to sound seductive, “Daddy’s away. Neither of us has to be anywhere today. And I’m horny as hell after flirting with Randy in the bathroom.”

“What about Randy? He’s home,” he asked, remembering that we weren’t really alone.

“Randy’s family. He won’t tell. He might even want to watch. Or join in.”

I flashed a wicked grin at that final comment.

Ken’s eyes widened, but he said nothing. I put my hand on his hard cock and caressed it lightly through the thin fabric of the shorts, leaning in to kiss my brother on the lips as I did. Ken did not protest or resist. Then I slid the top of my bodysuit down to my waist, baring my tits to his eager gaze. I guided my brother’s hands to my boobs.

“Feel them, bro. Ever touched a pair like that before? D-cup tits, just like in porn.”

“I’ve never touched a woman’s boobs, period,” he confessed, beginning to run his fingers over my breasts.

“Squeeze them. Rub my nips and feel how hard they are,” I urged, enjoying the feel of a man’s hands on my breasts again.

As Ken explored my tits with increasing confidence, I pulled his cock out of his shorts. I stroked the shaft and head gently, then wrapped my fingers around it and jerked him.

After another kiss, I sank to my knees. That put my brother’s cock at face level. It was easily eight inches long and quite ...