Fuck, I still can't believe it happened. I'm Riley, 22, college dropout working shitty retail shifts, and my little brother Ethan is 19, that cocky asshole who's been hitting the gym like it's his religion. We've always been close—too close, maybe. Shared a bathroom growing up, walked in on each other naked more times than I can count. But lately? Shit got real fucked up.
Parents left Friday for some cabin getaway. House to ourselves. I was in my room scrolling TikTok in just an oversized hoodie and panties when Ethan barged in without knocking, shirtless, sweatpants hanging low, that stupid bulge obvious as hell.
"What the fuck, Ethan? Knock, you perv."
He grinned, that smug little shit. "Saw your door open. Thought you were asleep. Damn, sis, those legs..."
I rolled my eyes but felt that stupid heat between my thighs. "Get out before I kick your ass."
He didn't move. Just leaned against the doorframe, eyes dropping to my chest where the hoodie rode up. No bra. Nipples hard from the AC—or maybe from him staring.
"You've been teasing me for months, Riley. Short shorts, bending over in the kitchen, 'accidentally' letting me see your tits when you change. You think I don't notice?"
My heart pounded. "You're imagining shit, little bro."
"Am I?" He stepped closer. "Last week you left your door cracked while you were fingering yourself. Moaning my name. 'Ethan... fuck... harder...' I heard every word."
My face burned. I had no comeback. Because yeah, I'd been doing exactly that. Fantasizing about my own brother railing me like a cheap whore.
He closed the door behind him. Locked it. "Admit it. You want this dick."
I swallowed hard. "You're disgusting."
But I didn't move away when he climbed on the bed, hovering over me. His hand slid up my thigh, rough fingers brushing my soaked panties.
"Fuck, you're dripping already. Such a nasty little slut for your own brother."
I gasped as he yanked the hoodie up, exposing my tits. He grabbed one hard, pinching the nipple until I whimpered.
"Say it, Riley. Tell me you want your little brother's cock stretching that tight pussy."
I was shaking. "Fuck you, Ethan..."
He laughed low. "Yeah, that's the plan."
He shoved my legs apart, ripped my panties to the side. No warning—just shoved two fingers deep inside me. I arched off the bed, cursing.
"Oh god... you fucker... deeper..."
"Look at you, begging already. Pathetic." He pumped faster, curling his fingers, hitting that spot that made me see stars. "This cunt's been waiting for me, hasn't it? Been rubbing it raw thinking about me pounding you?"
"Yes... fuck yes..." I moaned, hips bucking. "I've been such a dirty bitch... fingering myself every night to the thought of you fucking me senseless."
He pulled his fingers out, slick and shiny, and smeared them across my lips. "Taste yourself, sis. Taste how wet you get for family cock."
I sucked his fingers clean, eyes locked on his. He groaned, yanked his sweatpants down. His dick sprang out—thick, veiny, precum dripping from the fat head. Bigger than I'd imagined.
"Holy shit... that's... fuck, Ethan, it's huge."
"Damn right it is. And it's all for you, you filthy whore."
He grabbed my hair, pulled my head down. "Suck it. Show me how bad you want your brother's dick down your throat."
I didn't hesitate. Wrapped my lips around the head, tasting salt and him. Swirled my tongue, took him deeper until he hit the back of my throat. Gagged a little but kept going, sloppy and wet.
"Fuuuck... good girl. Choke on it. That's it—take every inch like the cock-hungry slut you are."
He fucked my mouth slow at first, then harder, hips snapping. Drool ran down my chin, tears in my eyes. I loved it. Loved being used by him.
He pulled out suddenly, strings of spit connecting us. Flipped me onto my stomach, ass up.
"Spread those cheeks, sis. Show me that pretty pink hole."
I reached back, pulled my ass apart. "Please... fuck me... I need it so bad..."
He slapped my ass hard—once, twice—left red prints. "Beg louder, bitch."
"Fuck me, Ethan! Ram that big brother cock in my pussy! Stretch me, ruin me, fill me with your cum! I'm your nasty little sister slut—use me!"
He lined up, rubbed the head against my slit, teasing. Then slammed in—one brutal thrust. I screamed into the pillow.
"Fuuuuck! Too big... oh god... splitting me open..."
He didn't stop. Grabbed my hips, pounded deep, balls slapping my clit with every stroke.
"Take it, Riley. Take your brother's dick like you were born for it. This pussy's mine now—tight, wet, made for me."
I pushed back, meeting every thrust. "Harder... fuck me harder... destroy this cunt... make it yours..."
He reached around, rubbed my clit rough. "Cum for me, sis. Cum all over your little brother's cock. Show me how much you love getting fucked by family."
I shattered. Screamed his name, pussy clenching, squirting a little—first time ever. Legs shaking, vision blurring.
He didn't slow down. Flipped me over, legs over his shoulders, folded me in half.
"Look at me while I breed you. Watch your brother's face when I pump you full."
I stared into his eyes, moaning like a porn star. "Cum inside me... flood my pussy... give me that hot brother load... make me your cumdump..."
He growled, thrusts erratic. "Here it comes... fuck... take it all, you dirty whore!"
He buried deep, cock pulsing, shooting rope after rope inside me. I felt it—hot, thick, filling me up. Overflowing, dripping down my ass.
We collapsed, panting, sweaty. His dick still twitching inside me.
After a minute he pulled out slow, cum leaking. He scooped some up, pushed it back in with his fingers.
"Don't waste it, sis. Keep it in there. Maybe next time I'll knock you up for real."
I laughed weakly, still buzzing. "You're fucked up."
He smirked, kissed me hard—tongue deep, tasting like sin.
"Yeah. And you love it."
We didn't stop that night. Fucked in the shower, on the kitchen counter, even in our parents' bed. Every time dirtier, nastier talk.
"I'm your personal fucktoy now, Ethan. Use me whenever. My holes are yours."
And he did. Still does. Parents come home tomorrow... but fuck that. This is just the beginning.
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