myfavoritenastykinks: I’ve been “caught” coming out of my brother’s room on
myfavoritenastykinks: I’ve been “caught” coming out of my brother’s room on a few occasions, but none with any consequence. The time I was strolling down the bedroom hallway in panties and high heels was met with some detailed questioning by our Mom, but she didn’t suspect anything. Fortunately, Jeff’s cum wasn’t yet seeping past my panties. Dad has seen me scurrying from Jeff’s room in a bikinis, but I quickly attributed it to the Summertime vibe. Waking up i his room was a whole different thing. First off, once my brother was aware I was still there, I became instant rape-bait and he would be on me. I’d fight it, but in the end I loved his cock stabbing me in the midst of my panic attack. I’d peer out from his doorway and dart toward the bathroom hoping to get close enough to dispel any notions that I was being fucked all night in my brother. After not sleeping in my bed, I had likely been fucked multiple times and was less than my usually charming self. Disheveled and tossed, I’m a stumbling mess in the morning. Can you imaging being in that state, sneaking into your room only to find your Mother sitting on your bed with a stern look. Yep - that’s my biggest fear. I’m not brilliant enough to talk my way out of that one. I know I’d crumble. But that didn’t slow me down. I was infatuated by porn actresses and sought their confidence as the notion of being a slut took me on a wild ride into scenarios I couldn’t begin to imagine at my age. If our parents had any idea Jeff was fucking me, they’d have freaked out, but just imagine if they’d found me fucking several of his friends at once. I’m not sure either of our parents knew the term “gang bang”. lol But the experiences with my brother shaped my kinks and oddly gave me a lot of confidence I may not have garnered as an anxiety-ridden girl in the world. He forced me to deal with things and I learned from that. I also wound up with semen in unexpected places, but it all ended well. A little bit of fear, while not a benefit to my anxiety, was certainly part of my lust for incest. Sneaking around and sucking off my brother made me feel so fucking good. Letting him fuck me was elating and playing slut games with his friends took me to erotic destinations in my mind. I love being a slut and I’m sure I’ll continue to doze off, full of cum, and wake up next to my brother… -- source link