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This is part 3 of the stories with me and my half brother. Here’s the links to the other parts

Pt. 1 - https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/s/dmeXvLgidV

Pt. 2 - https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/s/Hu70IXtniA

Now for this post and if I make more in the future I’m not gonna go in order anymore. Mostly cause I sit remember every single time we had sex in a ton of detail. Eventually the stories would be “then we had sex and the next day we had sex.” So I’ll just tell the most memorable stories. But this next story is from maybe the 7th or 8th time we had sex. Most nights we banged in my room. The 4th time was 2 nights after the 3rd. But the 5th time was the first time we went for 2 rounds in the same night.

It started typically, his dick teasing my entrance. Him moaning as he pushed in me, whispering that i’m so tight and soft. Me holding his shoulders as he was being rough. Not fast just rough. One pump inside me, I moan, another pump, I try to be quiet, another pump, I grip on him tighter, slow hard pumps were always my favorite. He eventually pulled out and came in a towel I had laying around. We laid like we always did after. We cuddled up together something we usually didn’t do. He buried his face in my tits as I threw my leg around him. I remember he smiled and started to kiss me. He started making out and his hands started to explore my body, grabbing my ass. As he was grabbing my ass I realized another thing that usually hasn’t happened, he was still hard. I reached down and started stroking his cock quicker than I thought. He slowed me down cause he was still sensitive from just coming so I did.

Before I knew it his playing with my ass turned to me bent over. He kissed my ass all over, loving it, being lost in it. Eventually I felt his dick at my entrance. Usually he would ask if I was ready or at least let me know he’s was going in but this time I just felt him go in. I loved it. Loved how he was taking me. He fucked me good. As I mentioned eventually these stories get a little hazy and blend together but we fucked for a good 5 more minutes. Next night was our 6th time having sex then the night after our 7th. Then I got my period. No sex for a whole week. We still hung out every night. Talked, smoked, drank. It was the talking though. The things he said even if I don’t remember it all were so hot. The way he described being in me. The way he praised my body. The way he grabbed my ass when no one was looking or the way he played with my boobs as he talked about how he wanted to fuck me. I gave him head a few times throughout this week, let him cum in my throat. Then eventually I got off my period.

On this night, the 8th time we had sex, I was super horny. I wanted dick. I wanted him. This was the first time we had sex during the day. Our parents were working from home at the time so just to be safe we kept it to just night time. But this day I couldn’t control myself. I told him to come to my room to “help me” with something. I was rearranging my room at the time so I felt like it was the perfect excuse to have our parents not be suspicious. Thinking back I feel silly thinking I needed to make an excuse to hangout with my brother 😂. I tried to play it cool as he came in the room. I closed the door behind us and immediately took off my shirt. He blushed immediately and asked if I thought this was a good idea. I said yes and that we could do it quick. That I couldn’t wait. I even told him we could move my bedside table in front of the door which we did. And quick we were. I dropped my pants and panties and his dick seemed to fly out of his pants. In a move I didn’t expect his turned me around standing. I bent over as much as I could while on the wall. He grabbed my hips and started fucking me good. Quick, hard, I could tell he was as desperate as me. I had to bite my lip but I wanted to scream. He leaned over and asked if he could cum on my ass. As he said it my “perfect” ass. I nodded and I could feel him get desperate. His pace picked up as he was slamming his dick into me. He pulled out with a grunt and came all over my back. We were both panting and he grabbed a towel to help me clean off. After we fucked he did help me move around my room. It was really nice. We fucked again later that night but this time my bed was on the opposite side of the room.

Thank you for reading my stories. I’m glad so many people have found enjoyment through it and I love knowing the people reading are getting off to it. Part 4 will be on the way soon and I know exactly what story to tell for it. Thank you for all the support!!!

Hello this is a continuation of my previous post
(Link here: https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/s/xQkZZZZnJJ)

First off, I apologize for taking a little while to post part 2. I had some trouble thinking of what story to tell next. Maybe the last time we hooked up or best experience but I figured the best place would just be the next few times we had sex.

The day after our first time having sex was awkward. We didn’t really talk throughout the day. Like we were both processing what happened the night before. Eventually it became night and we started texting about it. I ended up in his room that night. We hung out, smoked weed, but didn’t have sex that night. Or the next night. But the next night we were in my room. We were sitting close to each other. Dangerously close. I don’t remember every detail but I remember we looked at each other. Without a word we started making our hard, fast, desperate. His pants off, my pants off. I ripped his underwear off and my panties were removed by me before I even thought about it. I was ready to sit on his dick, ready to slide down but he stopped me. He removed my shirt and I helped him by removing my bra. He stood up and got behind me, bending me over and just admiring me. He stripped his shirt off and started feeling up my ass. I was backing up onto him, wanting him. It was quick. We went from just hanging out to fucking in less than 5 minutes. He slid into me quick. Hardly any build up led to him fucking me fast. I looked back at him and god the way he looked was incredible. Seeing him staring at my ass bouncing on him. Feeling his hands grip my hips to fuck me deeper.

His dick fell out, he clearly didn’t pull out but it fell out. I could see his dick shiny with my wetness and his pre cum. He was panting, so was I. I put my head down trying to keep my moans quiet as he slid back in. We both knew we had to be quieter. Just in case our parents walked in. He was slower as he slid back in. I felt every inch. He leaned down and whispered about how good I felt. How amazing my pussy was. That just made me more wet. I kept backing up more on him, making him go faster. And he did. I could tell he was getting close so I told him to pull out. When he did I turned around and sucked his dick. I watched him as he was standing on the side of the bed. Part of me couldn’t believe this. My own brother. He was just fucking me like a lover, staring and feeling my ass like a perv. I was gonna let this man i’ve known my whole life cum in my mouth. Eventually he did. I tried to swallow it all but I had to spit out a bit because he came so much. He later told me he was pent up from not masturbating. The last time he came was the last time we had sex. We laid on the bed, naked, letting our thoughts flow. It was really nice just being able to talk about it. About our feelings for each other. About how good the sex felt. About how taboo this was. We complimented each other. Touched on each other’s bodies. His hands on my breast felt great but the way he complimented them as he played with them was INCREDIBLE.

We made a rule to not true to fuck too much. Not make this become something we wouldn’t be able to quit if we NEEDED to. That didn’t last long. The next night we were in his room. The way our house was laid out was his room was next door to my parents separated by a bathroom while mine was at the end of the hallway. So it was more risky if we made too much noise in his room. (Another reason we usually hung out in my room is because we could smoke weed with less risk and I had a beanbag in the corner which he usually sat in). We started by kissing. We kept saying “we gotta slow down, we gotta stop” but we both knew we weren’t going to. Suddenly I was on top of him. I wanted this. I wanted to ride him so badly. We started dry humping and….his bed wouldn’t stop squeaking. We decided to head to my room. My bed frame was just a wooden frame on the floor which barely made much noise. I locked the door and when I turned around he was already stripping. I walked over to him and basically pushed him onto the bed as I took off my shirt and shorts. We continued to dry hump in just our underwear. He could feel my wetness through my panties and I let him touch me, rub me over my panties. I stoked him and his tip was covered in pre cum. I took my bra off while he took his underwear off. I could hardly wait. I went to take my panties off but he stopped me because he wanted to. I let him but I remember being annoyed a little because I wanted his dick. The moment I could I slid down on his dick. I had to cover my mouth as I moaned feeling him go in inch by inch. I rode him back and forth. He stared at my body in a trance. Watching my hips move, wondering when to touch me. His hands slid up my thighs, then my stomach, landing on my boobs. He squeezed them as I slowly rode him. Back, forth, staring at his celling trying to hold my moans in. His hand squeezed, back, squeeze, forth. I kept getting faster. Faster, back forth back forth squeeze back forth. I want to pretend I did this for hours. Teased him. Kept his dick hitting just the right spot. But I could feel myself close. Ready to cum. I decided to start bouncing on his dick. Trying to make myself last longer. You could tell he was loving it. I loved looking down on him. Him trying not to moan, watching my tits bounce, my pussy swallow his dick as I went down. Eventually I finished, leaning down putting my head on his shoulder trying to keep him in me but he slid out. It was the best sex yet. I smiled at him and we giggled.

“Are you okay” he asked with a chuckle

“Yeah that was….that was amazing” I said. Maybe with different words. But it was amazing. I remember he had a fantasy where he wanted to cum on someone’s tits. I knew he did it before with his ex but I asked him “do you want a boob job.” He blushed and that’s all the confirmation I needed. I got on my knees on the side of the bed and made him slide over to me. I rested my tits by his dick and squeezed them together. Maybe a little too tight on my end. I had never given a boob job but based off his face I was doing good. He lasted longer than I expected. I spit on his dick, licked the tip when I could. Eventually he came, a lot again, all over my tits. After a few seconds of panting he sat up and took in the view. I loved the way his warm cum felt on my soft tits. He grabbed me a towel and cleaned me off, clearly loving touching my tits more. We talked again, made out a little. He thanks me for letting him cum on my tits. I loved it to so I told him he could do it again another time. Something he went on to do. But that’s where that night ended. I could continue in order but I won’t pretend I know every single time we had sex in this much detail (typing this I’m remembering the next time we had sex pretty well so maybe that will be the next post 😂).

Thank you for reading this part 2! If this gets enough love I’ll absolutely get working on telling part 3. On a real note being able to tell my story and talk to open minded people on here has been amazing so thank you!

I (24F) and my step brother (23M) have been hooking up since we turned 18. It’s slowed down in more recent years with us moving each moving out and starting our new lives but I can’t pretend I don’t think about him still.

It started during covid. Because of quarantine we spent a lot of time with each other. We’d sneak out to go hang out with friends, drink and smoke behind our parents back, but there wasn’t a ton much else to do. So me and my brother spent a lot of time together. Cutting to the more interesting parts of the story one night it was pretty late and we stayed up watching movies and talking. I was just in a hoodie and pajama pants and went to apply deodorant. Just as I did one of my boobs fell out and I flashed my brother by accident. It was quick and I questioned if he even saw but his eyes widened a little. No words were said just awkward silence for a minute.

If i’m honest I spent a lot of covid watching porn and masturbating. But hours of touching myself never scratched the itch for real sex. Me and my brother always have been open with each other, not just about sex but everything. We both know for the most part who each other has slept with and maybe a little more information than normal. But we’ve always been that close. One night we’re talking and I mention just how horny I am. He talked about it too and I thought of being like “maybe we should just fuck each other.” I didn’t vocalize it but I immediately regretted thinking it. I felt embarrassed and it felt so wrong but that thought kept looping in my mind. I started watching step sibling porn and boy did it get me off.

I remember him not being subtle. Trying to hide how he wanted to fuck me but sucking at hiding it. I’m a bit chubby. It mostly went to my thighs and ass. I wish I could say I have a fat ass in a super model way but just a big ass. I don’t like it but I know a lot of men enjoy my ass. At least looking. And i’ve seen him look plenty. Maybe sometimes I did it on purpose. Bending down to grab our dog’s bowls or stretching in the living room while he’s on the couch. When he would describe the girls he fantasized about he would describe me. On the shorter side, black hair, chubby, with a fat ass. Each fantasy he described I put myself in. I touched myself after.

The night it happened for the first time we were talking through our fantasies. Talking about when covid is over going out to the bar and fucking whoever else has been inside pent up. The conversation eventually lead to how he honestly just wanted to see boobs. I joked and said something like “well you did when I accidentally flashed you.” He got flustered and tried to pretend like he forgot about it. “You’re so desperate to fuck I’m tempted to just let you see my boobs again” I pretended to be awkward and like I didn’t agree with what I was saying as it left my mouth. We sat there for a minute. Really I don’t know why I said that. Why I was so brave. But eventually he spoke up.

“Really?” he asked. I thought for a second getting flustered at my own idea. “I mean we’re siblings. It won’t be to weird. Just something that stays between siblings.” He thought about it clearly in awe but shook his head seemingly disgusted. “Well okay but i’m gonna go change into my pajamas in my closet. Just don’t look” I said with a more sarcastic tone. I had a closet that was big enough to step in and stand in the middle of. I would change in there often while he was in the room. Not to be sexy just for convenience. But tonight I wanted him to look. I knew he wouldn’t other nights but the thought lingered as I stepped inside and turned on the light. I started with my pants changing into pajamas. Then my shirt. He really wasn’t looking I thought disappointed. But when my shirt uncovered my face I saw him standing there. Casual. His body language was confident. Like he was just getting the courage. I smiled at him as I stood in my bra. No words were exchanged as I unclamped my bra letting my tits fall out. The sag a little. They rest just about my stomach. He bit his lip. Like he’s been wanting a full view.

I turned my back to him to grab a shirt to sleep in but as I reached for it he came behind me, placing his hand on mine to stop me. His presence behind me. His arms. I would let him do anything to me right here right now. I got his message as I disregard the idea of putting a top on. “Can I touch them” he asked me with a deepened voice. I nodded as I felt his hand creep behind me, under my arm towards my right breast. He massaged it in his hands like a stress toy. A grunt of approval came from him as I looked back at him. His gaze was new, lustful. I looked at him begging to kiss with my eyes. He leaned in from behind and started kissing me as he grabbed my other boob. He gripped both of them as he pulled me against him. I moaned in his mouth as his touch became more exploratory. His right hand smacked my ass and gripped it. His hardness grew on my back. I pulled away and said let’s go to the bed.

I laid on my back as he found his way on top of me. We kept making out as I took his shirt off. Our chests both soft against each other contrasting the rough kisses we swapped. His rock begged for release as he pulled it out. It sprung out. He is around 7 inches and has decent girth. But in this moment it was the best cock i’ve ever seen. My brother pulled off my pants my pussy begging for him. I was soaked. His cock lined up with my entrance without words. I’d had sex before but this is the first time I had sex without a condom. He slid in me so easily from my wet pussy. My vagina swallowed his cock. I moaned lightly as he stretched me. I wish I could say I screamed but we had to be quiet as our parents were asleep in the other room. He sunk into me and I held onto his back. He pulled back before pounding into me with one thrust. After a few more thrusts like this he started to get into a rhythm. The warmth of his cock entering and exiting me was euphoric. After such a long sex drought his dick was driving me crazy. He grunted in my ear as he fucked me. His pace picked up and he asked to cum in me. I was surprised by his boldness but I nodded. Suddenly he thrusted deep in me as he came, covering my insides with his cum. He pulled out panting and out of breath. He didn’t last super long but god it was incredible.

We sat and talked about it for a little. How good it felt. How no one will know. The question of if we would again lingered. It was quickly answered as we started making out again. We didn’t have sex again but the moment he left my room to go to bed I went crazy on myself. I touched myself and came over and over thinking of him. That was the first time we had sex. It was a very active thing during covid and even for a while after but we calmed down as we started dating other people. I have cheated on partners with my step brother and he has as well with me. The last time we had sex was last Christmas. I have plenty of stories and would love to share more but this post is already long enough. Maybe a part 2 eventually but for now thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed!