Brotherly Lust - Sex Stories

Brotherly Lust

... I was in heaven. Nothing like this had happened to me before. I was having my first threesome, and it was with my two beloved brothers. Randy and Ken using me for their pleasure made the whole thing insanely hot.

Randy’s seed had just spurted out into my throat when I heard Ken groan behind me. His cock poured cum into me while I was eagerly swallowing Randy’s load. I guess that put me over the edge, too. I started shaking and seeing stars as another, stronger orgasm rippled through my body. Finally, I released Randy’s cock, gasping for breath. Ken slipped out of my pussy with a moan.

Once I caught my breath, I rose to my knees and pressed my mouth to Randy’s. After a long, deep kiss, I turned to Ken and gave him the same. His seed, mingled with my juices, ran out of me to make a little puddle on the floor between my knees. At least we were in the kitchen, whose vinyl flooring could be cleaned up easily.

After cleaning up, the three of us put on swimsuits and sunbathed on the patio.

“So, isn’t screwing your sister, like, illegal or immoral or something?” Ken asked after we had been quiet for a while.

Knowing Ken’s thoughtful nature, I probably should have anticipated a question like that.

I answered, “Incest actually is illegal, I think. Immoral is in the eyes of the beholder, though. We were enjoying each other in a caring way, and that can’t be immoral, can it?”

“We are all adults, all consented, and all got pleasure from the experience,” Randy ...

... added, “So, I don’t see the immoral part. And as long as no one else knows, is the law really a concern? What the three of us do together should be no one else’s business.”

“I came in Kris unprotected,” Ken pointed out, “What if she gets pregnant? Wouldn’t that kind of let the cat out of the bag?”

I actually had an answer for that one.

“I am on birth control, Ken. I thought you knew. Dad pressured me to get on it after he found out I was fucking Lenny.”

“The guitarist from that band you sang in a couple years ago? Was he your first?” Ken asked me.

“He was.”

“Have there been many?”

“I am up to five now, including you two and him. There was your friend, Jerry, too.”

“Right. Forgot you had a relationship with Jerry. Though I am not sure I knew you went all the way with him.”

I snorted and laughed.

“Could I help it? Jerry’s a real horndog. I gave him a handjob on our first date, and we screwed on our second.”

Ken laughed.

“He is, isn’t he? Randy, what about you?”

“My first was Linda Wright. She was a cheerleader when I was on the football team. We hooked up after the regional championship celebration when I was seventeen. There’s been quite a few women since. Maybe a dozen.”

“I guess I can’t really talk openly about my first time outside the three of us,” Ken said, sounding a bit mournful.

“You can say you lost it in an MFM threesome but leave out the names and exact circumstances. Just say you promised to be discreet if pressed,” I ...