Beth - Sex Stories

Beth

... of the driveway. I closed the garage door and went back inside. My phone rang at about the same time as the door closed. When I picked it up to answer, I saw the call was from my brother, so I answered.

"Hey, what's up," I asked, curious why he wasn't at work.

"Well, how was she?" Dave asked.

"How was who?" My mind raced as I replied.

"Come on, I know the two of you are fuckin. I heard you," Dave pressed, "So how was she? Come on, tell me!"

A cold chill ran through my body as I saw the Ring notification and watched the camera footage of my brother sneaking around outside my bedroom window. Even with the windows closed, he had to have heard us. Beth can get pretty loud when she's getting a good fucking.

"I'm outside. Let me in," Dave insisted. "Come on, I'm not mad. I only want to talk."

I braced myself to be bum-rushed when I unlocked the front door.

"You know Kim would kill you if she ever finds out?" Dave began. "I don't even care how it started, but sometimes I wonder...." his voice fell silent, and his eyes glazed over.

I had seen my brother check out his daughter's ass a time or two. He'd also sneak peeks down her low-cut tops. I knew if he had the same chance that I had that he'd be fucking Beth too. "I guessed what was going on," he said.

"She was afraid you guys would find out," I said quietly, "It's gonna break her heart if Kim finds out,"

"I'm not going to tell Kim. Besides, I've been fantasizing about fucking Beth, too," Dave said. ...

... "Kim calls me Daddy sometimes when we fuck. She says it turns her on, but it always makes me fantasize that I'm fucking Bethy."

I scoffed. "That's fucked up shit, man. Really fucked up."

"But you're actually fucking her," Dave replied. "Besides, it will never happen. I told Kim to stop calling me Daddy when I slipped up by calling her Bethy as I came," he said defensively.

Dave and I had done some fucked up shit in our lives. We shared a couple of girlfriends in Highschool, and even split a hooker on my 21st birthday. He told her that he'd pay her an extra hundred if she sucked him off at the same time. It blew our minds when she agreed to let us DP her cunt.

The thought of doing Beth the same way drifted through my mind. I must have had that familiar look in my eyes as well. He'd seen it before. That far-away lustful look, remembering something from our past.

"You remember some of the shit we did. All the times we did sick shit. How's this any different?" he asked.

"Yeah, but this sick shit is your daughter," I rebuffed the idea.

"But yet you are fucking her!" Dave shouted. "Let's not forget that. We wouldn't be in this situation if you weren't fucking my daughter!"

"Hey! I'm not forcing her to do anything she doesn't want to do! It's totally consensual," I said.

"I'm not saying that," Dave said in a calmer tone. "Like I said, I've been fantasizing about getting a piece of that too. When is the next time you are getting together?" Dave asked with a ...