I know that turn-ons are rarely politically correct. I know that human sexuality is complicated and that tension is often a big factor in desire. And I understand the difference between fantasy and reality.
And yet, I still struggle when it comes to writing (let alone sharing) stories that don’t fit into my tightly wound box of morality. It feels silly to admit this, but I suppose my hangups are part of the process too, so what the fuck else can I do?
I might as well throw it all out there, because I suspect some of you feel the same way on the other side of the equation.
Why do I find that hot? Why the hell did that messed up fantasy get stuck in my head? And on a bad day, what does it say about me that I liked that?
But at the end of the day, I want to write things that come from dark places. I want to share things that feel complicated, messy, and uncomfortably hot. And I don’t want to let that voice of doubt or shame guide me when it comes to my writing.
At least not any more than it already does.
So, here’s another one of those stories that I can’t publish anywhere else. If there’s a trigger warning in here, it’s for a bit of everything.
I hope you enjoy it.
Plans For The Future
“Let’s go!” I said when we heard the door slam downstairs. I grabbed my twin sister by the arm and together we tiptoed down the hall to our big brother’s room where just a few minutes ago we had heard screaming.
Our timing couldn’t be better.
The door was cracked and we stepped through and shut it quietly behind us to find him in bed under a light blanket; his eyes were red from crying.
“Not now,” he said when we saw us. “Stacy and I just broke up, okay? I’m not in the fucking mood.”
From the looks of it, they had broken up in the middle of something fun, which I could only imagine made it worse. Jessie looked at me as if to say now or never, and I nodded and wrapped my arm around her back.
We had dressed in the same pink short shorts and matching tank-tops, and while Robbie wasn’t exactly gawking at us, he also wasn’t looking away.
Poor big brother.
“We just wanted to make sure you were okay,” we said at the same time before sitting down on the edge of his bed––one of us on each side. Jessie took my hand and together we rested them on his stomach which was very clearly bare beneath the blanket.
Along with the rest of him.
“Seriously, I’m fine, I’m sorry if we were loud. She’s just so fucking difficult all the time. I don’t know why I stayed with her for so long, but even still, she didn’t pick the best time to walk out.”
“It was horribly mean of her,” I said, rubbing my hand up his stomach.
“Cruel even,” Jessie added as she did the same.
“Good girls don’t do that.”
“Bad girls definitely don’t do that.”
Both of us giggled, and neither one of us was surprised to see his cock jump when Jessie said the phrase “bad girls.” He groaned and covered his eyes and I knew we were close. My twin and I had been making plans for our big brother all summer, and after joking about doing all sorts of things, we had finally taken the plunge.
“We can help,” I said, looking at my sister.
“We’re much nicer than her.”
“Look, can you just not? You’re both being super weird and the last thing I need is to stare at my half-naked sisters after what just happened.”
“You can do more than stare,” Jessie whispered as she slid her hand down to his leg.
“I’m not going to do anything with my sisters!” He said, sitting up quickly as if suddenly realizing what we were offering. “Don’t be weird, come on. I’ll pretend nothing happened.”
“You don’t have to do anything,” I said as I reached over to my sister. As Robbie watched, I pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it to the floor. She giggled and then did the same with mine until we were leaning over our big brother with four perfect breasts in plain sight as they bounced in front of his face.
“Jesus Christ,” he said, covering his eyes again. “Please, leave me alone.”
“What if you just watch?” I asked, making him drop his hands. He stared at us, sincerely confused, and I had to laugh at how sweet he was. It felt impossible that he didn’t know what Jessie and I did in our room, but who knows!
Some guys are too nice for their own good. Luckily we had a plan for that too!
When I leaned in, cupped my twin’s breasts in both hands, and kissed her soft lips, he gasped, and when she reached down and grabbed my ass his whole body trembled. We looked at him as we kissed, and his cock grew harder with each second. When I reached my hand down the front of my sister’s shorts and began to finger her tight pussy, he grabbed his cock under the sheets and I knew it was done.
“We just wanted to help,” Jessie said, reaching down and pulling my hand up. “Isn’t that right, Sis? We want to help our big brother.”
She guided my hand towards him until I touched his lips, my fingers wet with Jessie’s excitement. Without thinking, Robbie opened his mouth and began to suck, and before I knew it, Jessie had the sheet off him and her little hand wrapped around his impossibly thick cock. I replaced my fingers with a kiss and as he wrapped an arm around me, our sister began to suck his cock as he gripped my ass tightly with one hand.
“Fuck, what are you two doing? This is so wrong.”
“But look how pretty she looks sucking your cock, big brother. And just imagine how this will feel.”
I took his hand and rolled to one side. And then, as my sister sucked him off, I slid his hand into my shorts until he touched my soft shaved pussy, which was already so wet I could hardly stand it.
“Imagine how tight we are, and how good it will feel to fuck us? And unlike your stupid girlfriend, we’re on the pill.”
‘That’s right,” Jessie said, kissing her way up his body as she lost her shorts. I peeled mine off as well and she kissed him on the mouth. “You can come in both of us, Robbie, would you like that? Do you want to come in your little sister’s pussies?”
“Oh fuck,” He said as we sat up next to him, now completely naked and smooth from neck down. I kissed Jessie again and began to finger her as he watched, but I knew what I wanted more than anything.
“Get me ready for him,” I said as I straddled him. Jessie grinned at me and leaned down to kiss my stomach. Her fingers grazed my pussy lips as she held him in her other hand and then her mouth was on me, sucking my clit while she jerked him off just inches from my wet hole.
“I want you to fuck me so hard,” I said, feeling her tease me with the head of his cock. “And I want you to come so deep inside me, big brother. Please do it! Please!”
Jessie moved up as she pushed me down onto him, and then, just like I had always dreamed, my big brother was inside me, fucking my tight little pussy as my sister watched. I leaned down to kiss him before he could stop us, and it was so beautiful, so hot, and so incredibly filthy, I could hardly contain myself.
I was fucking my big brother and nothing would ever be better than this.
Only a few minutes into it, Jessie demanded that she get a turn, and so like a good twin, I helped her climb on top of him and guided him to her just like she had done for me. Robbie didn’t know what to do as she took him inside her, and so I moved up over his head, straddled him, and pushed my wet cunt down onto his open mouth as I faced my sister.
If he wasn’t going to talk, he might as well put that tongue to good use.
“He’s so big,” Jessie said, finally getting all of him inside her. “He feels so much better. So much better than Uncle Mark.”
“He’s much bigger than Uncle Mark,” I agreed and Robbie struggled to breath as I drowned him with my pussy. I guess he didn’t realize what little sluts we were, but it didn’t matter. I leaned in and began to lick Jesse’s cunt while our brother fucked her, and within minutes, he was coming, flooding her tight pussy with everything he had.
Thankfully, Robbie stayed hard, largely because I kept whispering in his ear about how badly I wanted his come too. So when Jessie moved next to him and began to make herself come by rubbing her pussy with the mess he left behind, I lay down on my back and opened my legs so my big brother could fuck me properly.
He didn’t pause this time as he forced my thighs wide open, looked up at our sister, and then began fuck me for all he was worth. I kissed him as I moved between watching her and him, and I felt myself getting closer each time he bottomed out within me. His cock was so thick it stretched me wide, and all I wanted was to feel him flood me with his release like he had done to my twin.
“I love you,” I moaned as I kissed him and pulled him closer, clenching around him so he’d never leave me. “Please come in me too. Please, you have to! You have to treat us both the same. The exact same.”
“That’s right,” Jessie said, leaning in and kissing me before him. “You came in me and now it’s her turn. And then, once you’re done with that, you have to fuck our asses. Mine first, and then hers until you come again.”
“Fuck, you’re both such sluts”! Robbie yelled as he started to come.
There was real surprise in his eyes, but I didn’t let go of him. He was going to be all ours, and there was no going back. As he came in me, I came as well, feeling all of him at once and never wanting it to stop.
“You’re ours now, Robbie, you don’t have to worry about anyone else. No more dumb girls for you. It’s just me and Jessie, now and forever.”
He looked confused, but he was still coming and so was I, so it didn’t matter.
Soon he’d understand. Once we left him alone he’d understand. And once we closed the lock we had installed on his doors, and our parents were taken care of it, it would stay like that forever.
I kissed him as I came, until all I could do was smile at him with every bit of love and affection in my tiny little body. Jessie moved in closer and touched his hair as she reminded him that he was ours now. That there would never be anybody else.
When we lay him on his back, he smiled and kissed us, and when Jessie cuffed both his hands to the bed, he didn’t say a word. I pulled on my pink shorts as she finished securing him and then it was done. He couldn’t move an inch, but he didn’t have to.
Not ever again.
“Are you ready?” I asked, handing Jessie her bottoms as well. She slid them on before going to Robbie’s closet and finding his .22 pistol. Jessie shoved it into her elastic waistband as Robbie watched us with the first hint of fear in his eyes that I had seen all afternoon.
“Don’t worry,” I said as I grabbed Jessie by the ass and kissed her, the gun pressing into my pussy as I ground against her. “We’ll be back in a little bit. We just have to take care of a few pesky adults.”
“Don’t worry, Robbie,” Jessie said as she pulled the gun out and licked it from one end to the other. “Soon everything will be alright. Soon it will just be us. Forever and ever.”
By the time we closed and locked his door, Robbie was crying.
He’d get used to it soon enough. I just knew he would.
And then everything would be perfect.
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gny
Oh the delicious darkness.
Well, well, well…dancing on the backs of the bruised. Love the direction, but worried about the psyche.