Big brother that doesn't dare to actually touch me but he's so needy. He's a big loser and nerd that, no girl really pays attention to him. He knows his little sister will always love him though, even when he sends me videos of him jerking off. Our text are just so random. One minute it's something stupid and the next I have a video of him fucking his toy.

Always acts like he didn't send something so dirty but he waits for a reaction from me. He's my personal camboy! Like clockwork he always has a video ready to send me. Especially on weekends when he has a new toy. As his little sister I know I should tell him to stop but seeing him cum is so hot. I can't help but save and rewatch them while getting off! I love my big brothers moans and how needy he can get. How smug he is when he shows off how much he came. Dreaming about how good he could fill me up

And after a few minuets of trying, and failing, to reassure you, he finally asks if you'd feel better if you stayed over for tonight, just to prove youll be alright.

And of course you say yes, please.

And when its one am, you cant help slipping into his bed because you're really nervous and like. Thays what brothers are for, helping siblings calm down, right? He'd been nothing but nice every time you've talked. Like hes nice, hes kind, hes what everyone thinks older brothers should be.

And youre actually right? He doesnt hesitate to pull you close when he rolls over, burying his face in your hair and breathing deep. Your big brothers strong arms are locked around you, and his warm helps ease that anxiety, helps calm you to sleep.

So when you wake up two hours later, the early morning sun streaming into the ceiling, youre not totally confused why you feel a hand between your legs, expertly getting you off. Its too practiced, too familiar, to stop him. It was your older brother, you could trust his movements. You could trust his justment.

You could trust him.

And when hes gasping against your neck, groaning and thrusting his cock against your ass, youre logical, youre nice, youre considerate. You grind your ass back into his dick, letting him feel the give just right.

And his hand gets more insistent between your legs, rubbing just right just so, getting you off just

How he liked it - just how you were falling in love with.

You came first. His fingers rubbing and pulling and grinding, you cant help cumming first, arching your ass against his cock, and his cum pools against your lower back, caught between your bodies.

And god. Your brother just molested you. He had molested you, within days of meeting. Your brother was a creep, whos large, hot hands were opening your thighs up, pulling your leg back, showing off your still clothed crotch to no one but his room in the grey morning. And his lips press to the back of your neck, slowly kissing a line from your shoulders to your ear, gently tugging the lobe as he starts to rub between your legs again, keeping you ready despite his own cock softening.

Like yall are juat as disgusting as me. Yall knooow you're this gross, that youre jhst as depraved, but you need someone to show you it. You cant admit that you want your dads or brothers to fuck you. Like you want them to soo badly, soooo deeply.

You want to be a whore for your dad. You want to be your brothers homemade slut. We all know you do but youre the only one who cant admit that you need it.

I know how much fun it is to bury it so deeply and force it down in yourself, how easy it is to feel that secret guilt over needing them. I get how deeply you want to accept it and for it to be acceptable - grinding on your dads cock at the mall or your brother slipping into the dressing room to slip into you.

Your uncle taking you to a theme park and groping you in the picture.

Your cousin, his son, getting to feel your throat when he needs to cum when hes rising you, away from his girlfriend.

Like its okay to hide it from everyone.