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Ash was the perverted one. She talked me into …

Ash was the perverted one. She talked me into doing all kinds of fucked up things from the time I was born until this very day. She was the naughty twin, the one that concocted the risky plans. I was the sweet twin, the one who always gave in to her sister. I let Ash decide where we went and when we went there. I let her dictate who our friends would be and when we were old enough she even chose what guys we would date. 

“Why do we always share guys. I’ve met other sets of twins and they all date their own guys?” I asked her. It had been like this for ages. We were waiting for Alexander to come over. He was a boy Ash had met in her chemistry class. 

“We’re different than other sets of twins. We share everything, silly. Don’t you want to share with me?” she asked. For a moment her eyes teared up and I could tell it hurt her feelings that I even thought about not sharing a guy with her. She’d been like this a long time, and part of me understood it, but part of me knew it was wrong. “Come here,” she said, pulling me to her and kissing me deeply. That’s right. She had been fucking me for a long time now. 

Ash had been my first everything. She was my first kiss, the first person to touch my pussy, to lick me there. I remembered how we had hidden it all from everyone until one day Ash had decided that we were old enough that we could let some other people know how close we really were. 

“He’s here!” I called as I saw his car pull up. Ash gave me an evil grin as she moved to the door and opened it. She was waiting for Alexander with her arms outstretched. She pulled him to her, and she kissed his cheek. 

“Wow, you really are twins!” Alexander looked from Ash to me, and back again. 

“This is Jessa,” Ash introduced me to him. I leaned in for a hug and I could smell his cheap body spray. I looked up at Ash, questioningly. Alexander wasn’t like most of the guys she’d brought home. He was actually more of my type. He was nerdy, but cute. He had a nice, patient smile and a sexy soul. I felt a connection to him, instantly. 

“Do you like him?” Ash asked me.

“Yes,” I said, blushing. 

“Kiss him,” she ordered me. I obeyed and I shared a nice, long kiss with Alexander. I felt the chills running through my body. They touched the tips of my toes and the top of my head. I was buzzing with happiness. “Now kiss me,” Ash said, pulling me jealously from him. She kissed me deeply and I kept my eyes on Alex. His mouth dropped as Ash slipped her tongue into my mouth and began to peel my clothing off of me. 

“Wow, you are twins but you kiss?” he asked, stupidly. 

“Yeah, get naked dumbass!” Ash said playfully. 

“Don’t call him that!” I chastised her. She pulled me to the bedroom. 

“Come on, dumbass!” Ash yelled to Alexander. He didn’t seem upset. He quickly ran after us and watched as Ash spread my naked body all over the bed. She parted my pussy lips and licked me with the skill of a well-known lover. She knew how to make me cum better than any other person on the planet, and I loved her so much for that. 

“FUCK!” I screamed as I came. Alexander was naked now and he was at my side, his mouth on mine. We kissed as Ash licked my pussy. I looked down at her to make sure she was okay, and that she wasn’t getting jealous of the way I was making out with Alexander. She gave me a naughty, little look that told me she was having fun and that I should too. Her hand shot over to Alexander’s cock and she stroked it for a bit before she took her mouth from my pussy and wrapped it around his cock. 

Alexander twisted himself a bit until he got his head down between my legs. He licked my pussy for me, and though he didn’t have much of a clue of what he was doing, he tried his best and I used my pussy to push myself against his tongue until I made myself cum. 

“Get on top of his dick,” Ash suddenly ordered me. Before I knew it he was flat on the bed and I was on top of him, my pussy wrapped around his cock. I rocked on his dick as Ash sat on his face. She leaned in to kiss me and we made out as I rode his cock and she rode his face. It was such a beautiful moment when I came, yet again. Ash made herself cum as well.

“Uh, I came,” Alexander said as she moved off of his face. 

“Let me have that pussy!” Ash smiled at me and I knew what she wanted. This was her favorite part. She didn’t like cum straight from the cock very much, but she said when it was mixed with my pussy juices it is her favorite taste in the world. Alexander watched with interest as Ash cleaned the cum from her pussy. Before I knew it he had his semi-hard cock in my mouth and I could taste my own pussy on him as I sucked him hard again. 

Ash was enjoying my pussy, but she she saw how hard Alexander was getting she ordered him to lay back on the bed. She sucked him a bit before she motioned for me to join her. We gave him a dual blowjob. I sucked on his balls while Ash sucked his cock. 

“Get up here, he’s about to cum. I want you to get a facial!” Ash screamed at me urgently. That sounded fun and so I got my face right up near his cock. 

“This is the hottest day of my life! Twins!” Alexander yelled out right before he began to groan with pleasure. His sperm began to spray everywhere as Ash stroked him expertly. We both leaned in, instinctually and opened our mouths. His hot cum sprayed all over our faces and tongues. It got all over our long, blonde hair. Some of it even hit Ash in the tits. 

“YES!” Alexander moaned as he finished. 

“Thanks for the cum, dumbass!” Ash laughed. Then she and I began to lick his cum off of each other. I don’t know why, but the was my favorite part. The look on Alexander’s face was priceless. He looked at us like we were the hottest thing he’d ever seen in his entire life. 

I was never really too big on guys eating my p…

I was never really too big on guys eating my pussy, but then I met Sandoval. He wasn’t like all the others. He was the kind of guy who got me naked, spread my legs and went straight for my pussy with his tongue. He licked the shit out of my clit, working it with the kind of expertise that only a man that truly enjoys cunnilingus can possess. He begged me to sit on his face, and at first I was tentative and scared. 

I’d never actually ridden someone’s face! I was afraid that my hips and ass would crush him or that he wouldn’t be able to breathe. But as I queened him, my pussy hovering over his mouth, he let out a moan of pleasure that let me know that he was having the best time possible. He wanted to be doing this. It wasn’t a chore, or a problem. It was his pleasure as much as it was mine. 

“Mmm. You taste so good after I make you cum,” he moaned and then buried his face back into my pussy. I began to move my hips and I realized that he loved it when he couldn’t breathe and he was drowning in my pussy juices. He loved being a slave for my cunt, and honestly, I loved it too. 

I rode his face as his tongue licked up and down my slit. I screamed with pleasure and I shook with joy as he took me there, to the place where dreams cum true, to the place where only pure pleasure exists. I screamed for him, hoping he understood just how much this meant to me. No man had ever made me feel this way, and I wanted to give him some kind of award, some acknowledgment that he was the kind of man that deserved something special.

But all that came out was, “FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!” as I came again. 

The power he had over me in those days was imm…

The power he had over me in those days was immeasurable. I would have walked through fire for him, followed him off of a cliff. I would have told him anything he wanted to hear, even those three little words. But he never asked. The only thing he asked for was my body, which I freely gave him. It seemed no matter what he commanded me to do, I did it without thinking. I never stopped to question why I did it or why I wanted to. I only did it in the moment, without thinking, a reflex. 

I didn’t heed the warning signs, and I gave in to the waves of pleasure that he made me feel as his body met mine in a deep embrace. He filled me with his cock and what felt like love. I wasn’t really sure what love felt like, but I knew that the way I felt for him was miraculous. I knew that he was the one I wanted to give myself over to. I gave him my body, my virginity, and something more. I gave him my soul my love, and my devotion. He took it as if it had always belonged to him, as if I were a toy he could play with until he grew bored of me. 

I never occurred to me that I wasn’t his only one, and I rarely thought of his life and what he did when he wasn’t with me. I believed that the way he felt for me was similar to the way I felt for him. I didn’t know what love was, or what it felt like, but I assumed that what I felt for him was love as he fucked me, making me ride his cock as he coached and trained me to be his little cock slut. I’d never wanted to be a slut, but it seemed like whatever he wanted, I suddenly wanted. I never thought to question why. All I knew was that I waited for him with an eager lust that I could barely stand. 

When we were together I felt complete, like I was someone important, that I was loved. But he didn’t love me, not the way I thought he did. Over time I found out that he was using me, that the way he fucked me was the way he fucked a bunch of other girls. I learned that he had a way about him, a way of making girls do the things he liked, the things that he wanted them to do. He made me want to fuck him and another girl at the same time. He made me want to take his cock in my ass, and he even made me enjoy the pain.

I don’t know why I didn’t see it sooner. Maybe I didn’t want to. But whenever he came around he made demands of me in a hypnotic, commanding voice. He made me want things. He made me believe. 

“You want to ride my cock,” he ordered me, laying back on my bed and waiting for me to obey his command. 

“What if I don’t want to?” I asked, trying to challenge him, trying to see if I could make things run differently by exercising my free will. 

“You want to ride me,” he commanded me again and I watched as my body betrayed my mind. I watched as I climbed up on top of him and slid my pussy down onto his cock the way he wanted. “That’s a good girl,” he praised me as he grabbed me by the neck and pulled my head down toward his until our foreheads were touching. “You want to ride me until I fill you with cum. Move those hips for me. That’s it. That’s a good girl.” 

His praise stoked a fire inside of me, and I forgot all about my own free will and I lost myself in his commands. I lost myself in the pleasure I was feeling as I worked my pussy over his perfect cock. I didn’t care if he was manipulating my mind. It felt so good to be manipulated. It felt so good to do what he wanted me to do. I didn’t need to think for myself. I didn’t need to feel real emotion. All I needed was him, and as long as I let him use me, as long as I let him control my mind, I knew he would continue to give me what I needed. And what I needed more than anything, was him. 

The best part about being swingers is that it …

The best part about being swingers is that it allows me to meet lots of other bisexual women who are down to let me fuck their pussies. My husband and I have made lots of swinger friends and he doesn’t care if I fuck the girls on my own as long as he is allowed to fuck who he wants on the side too. It’s perfect and that’s how I ended up her with Lorna working out in my private gym. 

“I’m an excellent personal trainer,” I told her, which wasn’t a lie. I was a certified personal trainer and I had clients that came to my home gym for workouts. I offered to give Lorna a free workout and she accepted. 

“Wow, look at this setup,” she said with a naughty smile. “Are we really going to work out or are we going to fuck?” 

“We can do both,” I said with a smile. “Get naked, slut!” She giggled and we both took off our clothes, leaving only our tennis shoes and socks on. 

“I’m ready,” she smiled. 

“Okay, let’s start with a warm up. Lay back on this bench,” I instructed, in my trainer voice.

“Okay,” Lorna giggled and she laid back on the bench and I climbed on top of her in 69 position. “Lick,” I commanded as I licked her pussy for her. It was pretty hot as we licked one another on the weight bench. I could hear her sighs of pleasure as she made them into my pussy. She came hard and I let her shake and shudder beneath me and when she was finished she ramped up her own licks of her tongue on my clit and I came for her nicely.

“Time for a new position,” I announced and I got on top of her and spread her legs and then I wedged my pussy between her legs, so the we were like two pairs of scissors meeting in the middle. “Hold onto the weight bar,” I told her and she did as I asked. I moved my pussy so that my clit was rubbing against hers in the most pleasurable way. It felt so good to feel the wetness of her pussy against my own and the slip and slide of our skin as we felt one another’s pussies. 

“Oh my God! This is the best workout ever!” she moaned. 

“Isn’t it?” I asked, and of course I knew that it was. I was a personal trainer. I did this sort of things with most of my female clientele. Of course, I gave them real workouts too, but with Lorna it wasn’t about that. She was a swinger and I knew why she was here. She was here to cum with me and I wasn’t going to disappoint her. 

“Yes! Yes!” she moaned and I knew that she was close as I rubbed my pussy against hers. I could feel myself begin to lose my grasp on reality and I began to cum for her, using her body to get myself off. I forgot where I was or what I was doing as I rubbed my clit against hers, back and forth until I was screaming. I could hear Lorna’s screams joining my own as we both let go and came together. Both of us lost our shit together and I knew that it was one of the best orgasms of my life. We rode that wave of pleasure together until it had subsided and I came to a stop, our pussies wet and juicy. Our juices had dripped all over Lorna’s legs and all over the weight bench padding. 

“That was amazing,” she said. 

“I told you I was an awesome personal trainer,” I smiled at her as I disentangled my legs from hers. “You done? Or can you handle some more?” 

“Do you mean actual workout or more sex?” she asked. 

“What do you think?” I asked her, grabbing my harness and strapping it to my body. 

“I’m ready for more,” she smiled. 

“Well then, pick your poison,” I instructed grabbing a box that contained all of the attachments I had bought for my harness. She eyes the box of dildos carefully and chose a pink, ribbed one. 

“This one,” she smiled. 

“Lay back then, slut. Get ready for a workout you’ll never forget…”

“It’s so boring,” Latisha said as we sat on he…

“It’s so boring,” Latisha said as we sat on her bed in our bikinis watching Netflix. It was summer and we’d been swimming all day long, but now it was just us and we were at a loss for things to do. 

“I know. Everyone’s gone. What should we do?” I asked. 

“I have an idea, but you might not be able to handle it,” I smiled wickedly her way and she looked at me with curiosity, 

“Tell me!” 

“Only if you promise not to freak out. Do you promise?” I asked her. 

“Okay, I promise,” Latisha said, her eyes wide and her face tilted to the side in a way that made me want to fuck her. I’d been crushing on Latisha for a while now, but I’d been too chicken to say anything to her about it. 

“I think we should make each other cum,” I announced with a smile. I looked pleased with myself as Latisha took in this piece of information. 

“Eww! I’m not a lesbian!” she said with disgust. 

“Neither am I?” I said, trying to explain. “But we’re bored, and we both have pussies. Getting each other off doesn’t make us lesbians.” 

“It doesn’t?” she asked. 

“Of course not. We’re just practicing for guys. Watch. Close your eyes,” I told her and when she did I kissed her mouth gently. I could feel something for Latisha as I kissed her. She was my best friend, but she as also something else. She was the girl I’d wanted to fuck since I’d learned that girls could do that together. I thought about what her pussy would taste like and what she’d look like when she came. 

“That gave me chills,” she murmured and so I kissed her again. 

“Let me make you cum,” I whispered as I pulled away. “Come here,” I pulled her bikini bottoms off of her and buried my face into her pussy. I licked her the way I had always imagined in my mind and I listened to her screams of pleasure, as she begged me for more and more. 

“No guy has ever made me feel like this,” Latisha said breathlessly. 

“Just wait,” I told her and I went to my drawer and grabbed my box of toys. I found a black butt plug and I lubed it up. “Spread your legs for me. This might feel a little weird,” I explained as I fingered her asshole. 

“I don’t do butt stuff!” Latisha cried in a scared voice. 

“Just trust me,” I begged her and I shoved the plug in and watched it get sucked up inside of her. Then I held her as I kissed her deeply. I fingered her pussy until she was a wet, little mess and then I kissed her some more. “How does it feel now?” 

“So good. Oh my God!” 

“Here, come sit in my lap,” I showed her where to sit. We faced the mirror, sitting on me bed, Latisha in front of me, my arms wrapped around her. I reached around to her pussy and began to rub it the way that I would rub my own clit. I went nuts on her clit and I listened to her cries of pleasure and screams of joy! She was enjoying herself. I could tell by the way her body shook and shuddered. She had tasted every bit as sweet as I’d always dreamed, and now she was all mine, her legs spread and her cum dripping all over my bed. I knew I was never going to change the sheets again. Not after this. I would sleep in Latisha’s cum forever.

“More?” I asked her, and she cried out for me as she came again. 

“Please! MORE!” she screamed and I smiled. This was way better than anything I had imagined in my fantasies. I hoped Latisha saw it that way too. In fact, it was going to be really hard going back to being just friends with Latisha, but if I played my cards right that wouldn’t have to be the case. If I made her cum hard enough, maybe we could be more than just friends. 

Everyone remembers the day that Abby Tillman f…

Everyone remembers the day that Abby Tillman fucked Abraham Tucker on the bus on the way home from The Museum of Tolerance. It was the first co-ed field trip they’d ever allowed for our two private schools to do. We were given a lecture about being responsible and everything had been by the book the whole way there. 

The field trip had been interesting, but no one had been paying attention to the docent, as he spoke about racism and tolerance. Instead, we watched as Abby Tillman and Abraham Tucker went from flirting to holding hands. Before we knew it they were making out at every turn. Whenever our teachers would look away, they were all over each other. 

“Look, his hand is up her skirt,” Becca whispered to the other girls in our group and we all turned to see that it was true. Abby’s face was fixed into a look of concentration as she tried not to let her expression reveal the intense pleasure she was feeling. Abraham was really finger fucking her and her body began to shake as we all looked on, oblivious to the docent’s commands for our attention. 

By lunchtime we were all in awe as Abraham took Abby back behind the dumpster. We all took turns creeping over to get a look. I walked with two of my friends to where we could see. Abby Tillman had her skirt flipped up and I watched as Abraham’s cock moved in and out of her. I’d never seen anyone actually fuck before, but I wasn’t shocked. It seemed so natural, and I wondered when it would be my turn to get fucked the way that Abby was. I knew I was old enough to fuck, I just hadn’t had any guys show interest in me, and I wasn’t sure quite how to make that happen. 

Abby had everything going for her. Her long, dark hair was perfectly straight and even without make-up she looked like she had spent hours in the mirror getting ready. Girls like her had it easy. All the guys wanted her. I watched her with envy as his cock moved in and out of her. She was moaning loudly enough for me to hear and the sounds she was making made something inside of me ache. I wanted something, I just didn’t know what it was I wanted. 

After lunch we did the rest of the tour and I let myself follow Abby wherever she went. I watched as she let Abraham finger her, kiss her and grope her as we walked along, and then stopped. Every time they stopped he touched her or kissed her. I wished for hands like his all over my body the way he was all over Abby. It’s all I wanted, and I felt my own pussy dripping with wetness. I was swollen with lust as I got onto that bus at the end of our trip. 

I made sure I was sitting where I would have a clear view of Abraham and Abby. I watched with interest as Abby handed our teachers some cookies her mother had made for them. She also gave them two juice boxes to wash their cookies down. 

“Your mother is amazing. Tell her I said thank you,” Mrs. Jenkins said, happily, popping the cookie into her mouth. The bus took off and we settled in for the two hour drive. I kept my eyes on Abby Tillman and sure enough, she spread her legs for Abraham and begged him to fuck her. I could hear her begging him. 

“Please fuck me.” 

“We can’t this is the bus.” 

“I gave the teachers the special cookies.” 

“You did!?”

“Yes.” 

“Oh my God, they are passed out,” he said with a laugh and my head turned to where our teachers lay against the windows, passed out. 

“Fuck me,” she begged. 

“What about everyone else?” Abraham asked her. 

“Fuck it. They like to watch. Don’t they Barbara?” Abby said, looking into my eyes. I hadn’t realized she even knew my name. She’d never said much to me before. 

“Yeah,” I said. “I like to watch.” My eyes met Abby’s and she gave me a delicious smile that made my pussy want something from her. I had never felt the way I was feeling as I watched Abby pull Abraham’s cock from his pants. She stroked it as she looked at me, putting on a show. My mouth dropped open with disbelief. She was such a slut! 

Her mouth wrapped around his cock, but she kept her eyes on me as she sucked him. My pussy was dripping, soaking my panties to an uncomfortable saturation point. I shifted in my seat and unbuttoned my pants. I let out a sigh of relief as my fingers found my clit and I rubbed it, watching Abby as she pulled his cock from her mouth and got on his cock. 

She rode him, her ass facing me and I could see his cock stretching her out and her tight, little asshole. I felt my pussy surge with heat and I wanted something so much. I just didn’t know what it was, exactly. I rubbed my clit until I was moaning, letting out a slow moan that attracted the attention of some of my other classmates. 

“Look at Barbara!” I heard someone say about me. I was rubbing my pussy hard and fast. I didn’t care who saw me. I was so horny watching Abby as she changed her position. 

He was sitting in the seat, his legs in the aisle. She was on top of him, facing me. She looked at me and gave me a naughty smirk as she rode him, bracing herself on the tops of the seat as she used them for leverage. She was fucking him harder and faster and the rest of the bus was now aware that Abby was being slutty. 

“WHORE!” came a call from one of the guys. Suddenly everyone was on the edge of their seats. Cameras came out and the filming began. Abby smiled at everyone, obviously loving that she was doing something wrong and that she was the center of attention for it. She began to moan a bit and the bus driver looked like he was clueing in on what was happening. We formed a wall of bodies in front of Abby, blocking her from the driver’s view and we watched and prayed, hoping that one day we could be as cool as Abby was. 

“Come here Barbara,” Abby called to me as she continued to bounce on Abraham’s big dick. I almost couldn’t believe she was talking to me, but she called me by name and pointed at me, then beckoned me to come to her. I moved to her, afraid of what was going to happen, but so enamored with her that I couldn’t stop myself. 

“Kiss me, Barbara,” she moaned, stretching her arms out toward me. I let her pull me in and she kissed me before I could stop it. I’d never kissed anyone before other than my relatives. I’d always wanted to be kissed, and in my mind I’d envisioned it would be with a guy the first time. But this kiss was nice and as I allowed it to continue she stuck her tongue in my mouth and began to move it around. I could feel her body being jostled by Abraham’s cock. 

“She just kissed a girl!” someone yelled and now even the students who had been ignoring Abby were watching her as she pushed my head down to her pussy. 

“Lick my pussy, Barbara.” 

“I um, I don’t know…” I was scared as she pushed my face into her pussy. I knew I shouldn’t be doing this, not with all those cameras out. But I couldn’t stop myself. I lapped at her pussy the best I could, enjoying being made to do something sexual by such a pretty girl. I ate her pussy, realizing as I did it that this was what I was made to do. Suddenly, it all made sense. I wasn’t into guys the way I was into Abby. I hadn’t been watching Abraham’s cock as he fucked her. I’d been watching Abby Tillman from the start. She was beautiful and naughty, and her pussy tasted so good. 

“Cum in her pussy!” someone said in a loud whisper. Our classmates had formed a tight huddle around us and I heard Abraham grunt as he came into of her. When he was done he lifted her by the hips off of his cock and swung his legs toward the window. Abby kept her legs open. 

“You ever seen a cream pie before?” she asked me. 

“A what?” I asked, stupidly. I didn’t know that much about sex. 

“Watch,” she told me and then she began to squeeze Abraham’s cum from her pussy. “Have you ever tasted cum before?” 

“Ewww. No!” I cried. 

“Try it,” she said, and she stuck her finger into her pussy and pulled it back out. She lifted her finger to my mouth. I hesitated, but everyone was watching me and I wanted to be cool. I wanted everyone to think I was sexually advanced and so I licked her finger. It tasted bitter, and strange. It wasn’t horrible, but it wasn’t good. “Good?” she asked.

“No, it’s weird.” 

“Try some more,” she said and she pushed my face into her pussy. Everyone was laughing and taking pictures and videos as she made me eat her pussy. I probably should have hated it, but as I looked up at her and saw how much making me clean her up was making her happy, I let it happen for her. All these other people didn’t matter. The girl I really wanted to impress was right in front of me. I buried my face in her pussy and I showed her how hungry for her I was. I showed her how I would do whatever she liked. 

“Good girl, Barbara. You’re so much cooler than I thought. Come sit by us,” she smiled, pulling me up and patting the seat behind her. I moved there and she began to talk to me about everything she loved about what we had just done. “I’m glad we got closer on this trip, Barbara. Honestly, if I knew you liked eating pussy I would have hit you up a long time ago.” 

“You don’t think we’re going to hell for being lesbians?” I asked her. 

“No way. We’re not lesbians. We’re bisexual. So don’t worry. We’re not going to hell.” Then she gave me the kind of kiss that legends are made of. The next day our video was all over the internet. Everyone saw it, including my parents. Luckily we were all over eighteen or it would have been considered child porn. But it was all worth it, because after that, Abby and I became best friends. She let me fuck her all the time, and she taught me everything she knew about fucking guys. Now we fuck all kinds of hot guys together and it’s perfect. Abby Tillman may have been the biggest slut in the school, but now I was the second biggest slut. And everyone seemed to like me a lot more when I was sucking and fucking anyway. 

Daddy likes to bounce me on his dick because I’m his precious…

Daddy likes to bounce me on his dick because I’m his precious little princess. He says that I can take his dick the way that no other girl ever could. He’s had plenty of other little girls before me, but he tells me that none of them were as wonderful as me. He says I have the prettiest pussy and the cutest, little ass. He says I’m a good girl because I let him fuck me in all of my holes. 

I let him do anything he wants to me, because he always knows how to make me feel good. He gives me everything I want and need, too. He takes care of me like a real daddy would, but he’s even better than my real dad. That’s because he makes me cum too, bouncing me on his cock until I’m in spasms of pleasure, until I’m begging him to stop because I can’t possibly take anymore. I love my daddy so much and I hope that he always takes care of me. I hope that he always makes my pussy cum, and I hope he always fills me up with his special daddy cream. 

slut-problems: My brother and I had always been close, almost…

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My brother and I had always been close, almost like we were twins rather than just brother and sister. He was the one I told all of my secrets to and I was certain that he always told me everything about himself as well. The truth is that I trusted him completely. I was going through his stuff not because I was trying to find something bad, but because I was curious. I knew that he wouldn’t mind. We were open books to one another, or so I thought. I was in his closet when I saw a shoe box that looked suspicious. My brother didn’t keep shoeboxes. He was the kind to buy shoes and throw away the box. 

I immediately grabbed the box and opened it. Sure enough there was something weird inside of it, something that I had never seen before. It looked like a flashlight, but it also looked weird at the same time. I shrugged and put it back into the box and later that day when my brother got home I asked him about it. 

“What is that weird flashlight in the shoebox in your closet?” I asked before he even had a chance to put down his keys and wallet. 

“Oh my God, you found that?” he looked guilty, like I had found something bad. I still wasn’t sure what it even was or why it was making him look like that. 

“Can you show me how it works?” I asked, innocently. 

“You want me to show you how it works? Are you sure?” he asked me. 

“Yeah,” I said eagerly, still unaware that it was a sex toy. 

“Okay, come on, let’s go to my room,” he led the way and I followed. He grabbed the box from his closet and sat down on the bed. He reached into his nightstand drawer and pulled out a tube of lubricant. 

“What’s that for?” I asked. 

“Well the inside is plastic. You need lube to keep it smooth,” he explained. He unscrewed the top off of the flashlight and to my shock and amazement a little, plastic fake pussy was underneath. 

“Oh my God!” I said giggling. “It’s a fake pussy in there?” 

“Yeah, let me show you how I use it,” he told me. 

“What?” I asked but he was already pulling out his cock. He had a nice looking dick and it was very hard. I’d seen my brother’s cock plenty of times, but never in a sexual way. Now here he was with his cock out. He lubed it up and pushed it into the pocket pussy. “How does it feel? Does it feel like a real pussy?” I asked him. 

“Yeah, it feels really good,” he said and I watched him fuck it. 

“Would it feel better if I held it for you?” I asked him. 

“I don’t know,” he said. “Would that be weird? I’ll bet it would feel amazing,” he said. 

“Let’s try it,” I said and I grabbed it from him and I used it to stroke his cock, working the toy over him. “I won’t tell mom and dad that you have a pocket pussy in your room, but you’ll have to do something for me,” I said. My pussy was starting to drip with wetness.

“Sure,” he said, moaning a bit as I worked the toy on his cock. 

“Touch my pussy,” I told him. I pushed my shorts to the ground and sat down next to him with my legs spread. I grabbed his hand and placed it on my pussy as I worked the fleshlight over his cock again and again. His cock was looking hard as a rock and I suddenly wanted to fuck it. He was fingering me now and I was feeling flushed and horny. I wasn’t thinking about him being my brother. I was thinking with my pussy and all I wanted in that moment was cock. Maybe that’s why I pulled the toy off of his cock and I climbed on top of my own brother. 

“What are you doing?” he asked me, but we both knew what I was doing. 

“Nothing. Shhhhh,” I said as I lowered my pussy onto his dick. It felt so much better than I’d anticipated, even better than any other cock I’d ever fucked before. I began to move up and down on his dick, working my pussy with it. 

“Fuck,” he said, the pocket pussy rolling to the floor as I bounced on my brother’s dick. 

“I love you, sis!” he said. “You’re going to make me cum!” 

“Me too!” I screamed and I used his cock to make myself cum. I climaxed hard. Maybe it was because it was so wrong, that he was my brother and I loved him with all my heart. Maybe it was because I hadn’t fucked anyone in so long. I couldn’t tell, but as I came I saw the years of love I’d felt for my brother flash before my eyes, and I knew in that moment that it was okay, that we were meant to get each other off. I looked down at him as he came, dumping a full load of his cum into my unprotected pussy. 

I hadn’t thought about it until that moment that maybe we should have used protection, maybe we should have thought things through a little better first. I hadn’t thought about pregnancy, and I started to immediately feel stupid and regretful. 

“We should’ve used a condom,” I said, the reality of the situation sinking in. 

“It’s okay,” he told me. “We’ll work things out. These things happen, sometimes. That was amazing, sis! You’re the best fuck I’ve ever had. How have we never done this before?” 

“I guess I just felt sorry for you having to fuck a plastic pussy when I have a real one I can share with you,” I laughed. 

“You’re such a brat,” he said and he grabbed a pillow and playfully hit me with it. That started an extreme pillow fight, which led to another round of fucking. Since that day we haven’t been able to stop fucking. It just seems like everything we do somehow leads to his cock making me cum.

That moment when he realizes that you’re a slut because you’re…

That moment when he realizes that you’re a slut because you’re fucking the shit out of his dick like it’s nothing. 

We made a deal; I fuck his friends and he trains me how to be a…

We made a deal; I fuck his friends and he trains me how to be a real slut. So far I think I have the good end of the deal. I’ve never cum this hard before!

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