the life of a loser gal

Dad! Help! Please! I was so embarrassed, neighbors could probably see me. I just wanted to look out the window, saw a pretty flower, leaned over trying to get it, and the window closed right on my waist! I was trying to hold my top to my chest as it was hanging. Anyone could look my way and see my tits if I let go. I thought that Dad would help me! But I felt his hands on my thighs squeezing the fat, dragging his hands up to my hips, and squeezing them while pushing his bulge against me.

I whimper and shake my head, please...not now. All I wore was panties and an oversized shirt. I let out a loud whine when I feel him pull my panties to my ankles and kiss his way back up. Biting my thigh sometimes until he stands up and spanks my bottom. I feel my body shake from impact as I whimper not from pain but I was getting shy. Dad, what about the neighbors? I gasp when I feel him spread me open and run a hand over my cunt. Making sure to take a minute and rub my clit. I feel him press back against me, he's so hard.

I feel him pull away but I couldn't sigh of relief. I was still stuck and I knew all he was doing is getting his belt undone. I feel him drag the tip of his cock through my slits and I whimper. I was already so flushed as I look around. Thankfully I wasn't at any of the front windows. My hands pull away from my shirt letting it hang as I try to brace myself as he pushes in. I tear up at the feel, I could never get used to his stretch. Dad, please! Just pull me in, I swear I'll be a good girl! I won't pick a fight. I knew someone had to be watching. Both of his big hands on my wide hips, holding me in place as he pulls his hips back to then push back in.

My eyes flutter back as he starts fucking me. My shirt exposing my tits and tummy. Once I start to get my senses through the pleasure I try to hold my shirt back into place. Biting my lip to try and hold back showing any pleasure, maybe people won't notice. Oh but I feel him spread my legs more as he leans over me to rub my clit. Oh fuck... I melt into his touch and tear up. This was so hard to hide, no... I start to whimper as I feel myself get close, dad please. Not in public, not now, I beg but it's too late. I let out a soft cry as I cum all over his cock and hold onto the window sill.

“big brother, it’s not what you think, i i was just..” as i shush him and move to him, kneeling next to his bed, using my hand to drag along his needy boycunt, feeling his tdick twitch against my finger, mumble “oh.. this is just what you needed, huh?” as his poor little dick twitches.

i wanna feel him get wetter and wetter as my fingers slide into him, gently moving in and out as he tries to squirm away: “big brother, this isn’t right,” but he keeps tightening, so obviously, it feels right to him.

i wanna feel him cum around my fingers, whining all loud. i wanna shove his face into his pillow, saying “shh. don’t let daddy hear. he’ll be mad. this has to stay between us, okay?” as im shuffling behind him to fuck him over and over again, until he goes dumb beneath my touch.

"If you open your legs, I'll fuck you and cum inside."

So I do my best to endure, but... My panties are very thin, I feel his precum mixing with mine, his cock head grinding against my clit... I cum over and over, but I won't open my legs.

Until I couldn't. One day he made me cum so good that my body twitched, then I accidentally opened my legs and big bro slid his dick inside me!

how long have you been in my room? and how much weed have you smoked?

i’m not upset, don’t worry about that. i know you’ve had such a long week, and everything in your head has been so loud. i’m glad you feel safe in my space. go ahead and pack another bowl, there’s plenty.

you look really cool sprawled in my gaming chair like that. you also look stoned as shit. ooh, good job, big bro, that hit was huge. do you mind if i sit on the floor by your feet? pass the pipe, numbskull. it’s puff, puff, pass, not puff, puff, puff, puff.

mm, everything feels a little better with weed in my system. makes my head soft. does it do that for you? does it make your limbs heavy? here, have it back.

do you wanna talk about what’s bothering you?

your ex is being an ass? my bubby, i’m so sorry. i know how frustrating and overwhelming that gets. you must feel so so pent up, keeping all your anger in your chest.

….

let me help?

come on, bro. gimme the pipe back. i know you want to. i know you so well, bubby, don’t worry. i know everything you want and need before you even do.

hey, hey, stop squirming like that. don’t fight me, i’m trying to help. it’s not wrong, i’m allowed to touch you wherever i want. besides, don’t pretend you didn’t moan when i felt how wet you are. is it the weed, bubby, or do you like having your little brother on his knees with a hand up your shorts, hmm? take them off.

oh, shut the fuck up! i don’t care if you think it’s wrong— fuck it, i’m just going to do it for you. you look so pretty like this, tummy jigglin while i wrestle your clothes off. aww, bubby, you’re waaay too high to run.

look at you. stumbling around so much i don’t even need to finish tearing down your shorts, even gravity wants to see your pretty cunt. my love, there’s no need for the theatrics. i pushed you onto the bed, it’s not like i’ve stabbed you. now get on your back before i make you.

don’t look at me like that. i said lay down. or would you rather i have free access back here?

that’s what i thought. good boy.

you look a little scared, it’s really cute. you’re so pretty, bubby. and your cock is so big, fuck, i hope i get as big as you some day. can i taste? haha, i dunno why i’m asking. you’re much too high to consent. i’m still gonna eat you out until you’re crying, but that’s kind of the consequences of your own actions.

⟣⠀cw: sibcest, noncon (somno)

crawling into bed with your big brother after a nightmare, snuggling up with him while tears sting your eyes. it's sweet momentarily until he decides to take advantage of this. once you're asleep he pulls your pajama pants down and finds your delicate cunt, so vulnerable beneath him. testing the waters, he plays with your clit, earning soft savory sounds amidst your slumber. then he'd go further, pulling his cock out and lining it up to your cunt. he'd be gentle at first, not wanting you to wake up and ruin the moment, but it wouldn't last long as he let his lust take over him and soon you'd stir awake with your cunt being pounded. he wouldn't notice it at first, though once he did he barely slowed down, lost in it. he'd coo at you in a breathy voice, “hey, (bud/sib/sis), go back to sleep,” unsteadily reaching up to pet your hair in attempt to soothe you. he wouldn't stop though, lagging for a split second before continuing, simply chasing his own orgasm as he used you as a living fleshlight and disturbed your sleep. not to mention that with you being too small for him, each slam into your cervix sent shocks of pain through your lower abdomen. he didn't care though; right now, you were just a toy.

Diversity win! The brothers are incestuous!!

I dream of your hugs and your beatings, I dream of sleeping next to you and spending the whole night in a damp, cold barn as punishment. If I were to dream of being hurt by someone else or loved by someone else, that would be a completely different, much less sensual fantasy.