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Big brother who gets his friends to come over and they make you play "guess that cock". If you don't guess correctly, you keep getting fucked by more dicks.

Big brother who gets all his friends to go first, and you never get it right, never having had any of them before. They all pull out and cum on your stomach and thighs when they're done, not having been given permission to cum inside.

Big brother who's fucked you so many times, you would know him just at the press of his tip at your weeping, twitching entrance when it's finally his turn.

“Gonna let mom and dad know how much of a big slut you are?“

i didn’t mean to cum on my older brother’s lap…

we were on a family road trip to our grandparents’ place, and there was simply no room in the back since we had brought way more luggage than intended— the trunk’s backed to the brim, so my brother and i’s bags were in the backseat with us.

the ride wasn’t very long, usually three to four hours, but this time it felt unbearably long.

being this close to my brother felt different, probably because i wasn’t a young girl anymore.

the last time we drove all the way to grandpops and grandmama’s was when i was fifteen, and now that i’m eighteen, sitting on my brother’s lap didn’t feel as fun or innocent as it used to.

even though i was in his lap, i could still feel every curve and bump on the road so clearly.

the first three hours of the ride was fine, until i started shifting around because my legs kept going numb— and after a while i swear i could feel my brother get hard.

but he wasn’t saying anything— wasn’t telling me to get off of him or to stop fidgeting. so i didn’t dare say anything.

the stiff bulge in his pants were between my thighs, and every time the car jerked, my clothed clit would grind against it— my ass grinds against him in response, but i swear to god that it wasn’t my intention to rub myself against my older brother.

my body was unconsciously reacting to how good the friction felt— then i felt my brother grip onto my hips.

i glanced over my shoulder to look at him.

he gave me a small smile and whispered for me to continue— i shook my head. is he crazy?

i turned back to look at our parents. they were blissfully unaware— mom passed out asleep in the passenger seat, and dad zoned out, body going through the motions of driving.

the last half an hour of the drive, i spent humping my brother’s lap, while he quietly lifted his hips up against my ass.

it wasn’t until we were about three traffic lights away, did my brother sneak his fingers under my skirt to rub my clit through my underwear.

my fingernails dug into his jeans as he made the coil inside of me snap— a euphoric high washes over me as i bit myself to keep from moaning.

i eventually come off of my high, just as we pull into our grandparents’ driveway— i’m trying to think about how i’d have a normal conversation with my brother again after he just fingered me behind our parents’ back.

before we got out of the car, my brother whispers in my ear tenderly, “i’ll come find you and finish what we started after dinner, okay?”