I was tidying the bathroom and decided to clean the sink. My boyfriend and brother were downstairs. As I scrubbed the sink, I sensed hands on my back.
“Mmm, Andy…” I thought as he raised my skirt and removed my underwear while I held onto the sink.
He entered me from behind, bending me over the sink. It felt different, but I assumed it was my boyfriend. I turned my head and saw my big brother, James, passionately thrusting into me. I was shocked, but my body reacted, gripping his thick cock.
“Oh God,” I whispered, trying to process the situation.
“You like that?” James grunted in response, his breath hot against my neck. He slid his hands up to cup my tits through the thin fabric of my shirt. He began to knead them roughly while he continued to plough into me from behind.
I whimpered softly at the sensation of his fingers digging into the soft flesh of my breasts. He started to pick up speed while he hammered away at my pussy with reckless abandon.
I looked back over my shoulder, “Ahh ahh, you dirty bastard.”
“Why are you fucking me, James, your my… ohh fuck, harder argh harder, where’s Andy… oh,” I knew I couldn’t stop him. But to be honest, I wasn’t sure I wanted him to stop. The sensation of him inside me, filling me up, was overwhelmingly intense. My pussy was soaked, clenching around his rock-hard cock as he thrust deeper into me with each stroke.
“He as nipped out Sarah, oh fuck,” he grunted in my ear. He was still thrusting and kneading my breasts as if they were his for the taking. I knew I should be angry – or at least surprised. But somehow, the feel of him behind me was so right.
“Because you’re so fucking hot, and I can’t help myself,” he growled, his hips slamming against me with full force. “I need to fuck you, Sarah.”
James’ dirty talk was making me even wetter. I could feel my pussy juices dripping down my thighs as he plunged in and out of my pussy.
“Ugh, Oh God, Oh God!” I cried out, gripping the sink tightly in my hands.
James’ wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me back towards him as he continued to drill into me with an almost brutal force. My body trembled beneath him, unable to withstand the onslaught of pleasure that he was inflicting upon me.
“I’m gonna cum, James,” I gasped, my voice barely audible. I was on the edge, my pussy clenching around his cock in desperate, needy pulses.
“Cum for me, Sis. Cum all over my cock,” James growled, his hips pistoning faster as he drove into me. I could feel his cock swelling inside me, the head of it pressing hard against my G-spot.
“Oh fuck, Oh fuck, Oh FUCK!” I screamed as my orgasm hit me. It washed over me in a torrent of pleasure, my pussy clenching around James cock in tight, spasming pulses.
James’ cock twitched inside me as he reached his climax. He groaned loudly as he filled me up with his hot, sticky cum. He collapsed onto me, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.
“Damn, Sis, that was intense,” James said, his voice still hoarse from exertion. He slowly pulled out of me, leaving me feeling empty and satisfied all at once.
I pulled my panties back up, “what the fuck James.”
“Hey, it’s not like we haven’t done it before,” he said, smirking, putting his cock away.
“Last time was different; we were drunk, and…” he interrupted me.
“Well, you did not stop me. You seemed to like it as much as I did. James ended my sentence with a cocky smile. He had a point; I couldn’t deny how fantastic the sex felt.
“I can’t believe you just took me over the sink,” I muttered, still stunned. “Andy’s going to be so pissed when he finds out.”
“Let him be. He’ll get over it,” James said casually, washing his hands in the sink. “Besides, I believe we both understand that I am better at fucking you than he is. Anyway, he will not find out from me.”
This was just a quick story; I will add more context soon. I’ve been going through a lot lately.
