Filthy Shorts is a series of vignettes. There may be loose ties but there isn't any particular order.
ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER 18!!!
THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION, ANY SIMILARITIES TO PERSONS OR PLACES IS COMPLETELY COINCIDENTAL!!!
This story contains incest. If this isn't your cup of tea please move on.
I write primarily for myself. I'm not very good but I hope you enjoy.
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Lots of Love, Casino
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My name is Nikki, I'm a 23 year old goth lesbian that just broke up with her live-in girlfriend. We had lived together since We were 18 but I found out she was cheating on me. 'Fucking slut.' We had been together since high school.
I had nowhere to go as her name was the only one on the lease and I didn't want to stay with my mom. My brother was a bachelor and well off. He had a huge house in the suburbs, with a pool and everything. He was always there for me.
I knew he would let me stay there, no questions asked, but that wasn't the problem. And no he wasn't abusive or a pervert. He was never inappropriate with me, in fact it was the opposite. He was my guardian and protector growing up and I loved him. There lies the true problem.
I suppose I should explain. In high school, there was an incident my freshman year. I was a 'normal' girl then. With my pigtails and plaid skirts and white blouses, gushing about boys and who I wanted to take me to the dance.
That all changed one fall afternoon, it was after the last period of the day and I wasn't at the bus where I was supposed to be. My brother, a senior, was worried and came looking for me. I was in my English class and the teacher had pinned me to the wall. His hand was up my skirt and the bastard was aggressively fingering me. I was screaming for him to stop as my brother burst into the room. My brother was on the football team and let's just say he beat my teacher so badly, he was never the same after that. Especially when the piece of shit was murdered by his cellmate in prison for being a pedophile. I know that you should never wish people ill upon people, but when I found out he was dead I was elated.
But from that day on, I hated men. All of them. With one exception, my brother, Kyle. He was my hero, my protector and I loved him.
Even though I was still attracted to men, there was no way I was going to put myself in a position to have to trust one. So I decided I would only date women.
I changed my image and my friend group over the summer. I started listening to goth, punk and industrial music. I got my black hair cut into a fade and started styling my makeup in the severe goth style. I started wearing all black and started hanging out with girls with similar music taste.
It was nice to find a new group of friends. One of the girls, Tina, thought I was cute and we started hanging out all the time.
I was avoiding the inevitable though. My brother was going off to school and I knew it was going to be hard. Even though I was hanging out with Tina all the time, I insisted that my brother and I have one movie night a week.
Despite my tough girl exterior, he knew I was still fragile after 'the incident' and he made sure he was always available for movie night. In fact, he made himself available whenever I wanted, but I made sure not to abuse that privilege. I didn't want him to resent me.
We would order pizza and drink sodas. I wanted to try watching a show on Netflix. We decided to watch Ozark. I decided that the character Ruthie was my spirit animal. He would always let me snuggle up to him and he would put his arms around his little sister. He always made me feel safe and loved.
The afternoon he left for school was the single worst day of my life. Yes, even worse than the 'incident.' After he backed out of the driveway, I ran to my room and cried. I was inconsolable for days. My mom was worried and my brother called me daily to check in on me. It helped but never completely filled the loss I felt in my heart.
The only time I felt complete was when my brother was home for the holidays or summer. I missed him so much that it would piss off Tina. She couldn't ever understand the bond I had with him.
With my stuff packed into my car, I called my brother. He picked up after two rings. God I loved him, he always picked up. Even if he couldn't pick up right away, he would always call back in ten minutes.
"Hey Nikki. What's up?" He was cheerful as always, but he still had concern in his voice.
"Tina cheated on me and I need a place to stay, big brother. I don't want to put you out, but can I stay with you?"
"Of course, consider my place your place."
"I promise I won't stay too long. I just need some time to find a new place."
"You're always welcome here and you can stay as long as you like. I'll make up one of the spare bedrooms for you."
"Thank you so much, Kyle, you're a lifesaver."
"Love you, sis. See you in a bit."
"Love you, big bro." I was excited to see him. It has been a while. Tina was super jealous of my relationship with Kyle and hated it when I visited him. I stopped hanging out with my brother regularly to keep the peace. Little did I know she was trying to have her cake and eat it too.
Just as I was about to hop in my car, Tina came out, her eyes were red from crying. "Please don't leave me Nikki. Don't throw away 8 years like it's nothing."
"It's too late Tina, you already threw our relationship away when you fucked Tonya. We're done." I said flatly, without any emotion, even though I wanted to cry.
She dropped down onto her knees on the lawn begging me to stay. "Please, Nikki. Please don't leave me."
"Good luck, Tina. I hope Tonya was worth it." I hopped in my car and drove off, leaving her in tears on the lawn. I cried a little. After all, we'd been together since high school.
It took about a half an hour to get to Kyle's place. I pulled in the driveway and just grabbed a small duffle bag, figuring I could get the rest later.
I knocked on the door and Kylie answered of course. "Hey, sis." He wrapped his arms around me in a tight hug. I dropped my duffle bag and returned it. I cried on his shoulder for a little then I noticed his scent. His masculine cologne mixed with the natural oils from his skin combined to create an intoxicating concoction. I found myself sniffing him like a feral animal. Worst part of it, I was aroused, my little black thong was soaked through. I could feel the testosterone emanating from him. I had never been this horny ever and Tina and I had plenty of fun in bed. This was a completely different level of sexual attraction.
He laughed softly, the said in a low tone. "Do I smell bad or something?"
That broke me from my reverie, "No, but your cologne smells amazing." I continued sniffing him in my animalistic way.
"Yeah, I liked it too. It's Creed by Aventus."
I had heard of it before and knew it was rather expensive. "Well you smell wonderful."
"Come on, let's get you settled." He picked my duffle off of his front steps. "Is this all you have?"
"No, silly, I'll get the rest of my stuff later. I really want to catch up with you first. It's been so long since we've been together." I grinned like a goof, overjoyed to be with my brother again.
His house was mid century modern with wonderfully appointed modern Swedish furniture. He took me upstairs and showed me my room. It was beautiful with a comfy queen bed, a settee against the wall, a dressing table and a walk-in closet. There was a lovely balcony overlooking the pool. It was a perfect landing spot for this rough patch. "It's wonderful, Kyle! What an inviting room." While I had been in his place a few times, I had never seen any of the bedrooms. Tina hated visiting, so our stays were brief and we never stayed overnight.
"I had this room decorated with you in mind." He smiled. "I'll let you get settled in."
Then I had a naughty idea, "Will you go swimming with me?" I bit my lip, giving him a sultry look.
He seemed a bit confused by my look, but shrugged, smiling, "Yeah sure, I'll put on my suit and meet you out there." He left my room, shutting the door behind him.
I giggled and wiggled out of my skirt and pulled my top off. I stood in front of the mirror in just my thong, I could see the wet spot clearly. I put my hand down my panties and rubbed my throbbing clit. I was so fucking horny. I shook my C-cups in the mirror admiring the jiggle then I turned, bouncing my bubbly ass in the mirror. I peeled off my thong, my bald pussy glistening with my juices.
I heard a splash from my open sliding door, walking towards it despite my nudity. Kyle was swimming laps in the pool. He was fast, smooth and made the task look simple. His rippling arms looked perfect cutting through the water. I leaned on the railing, the breeze tickling my tits.
After ten laps he took a break, I hollered to him, "Looking good, big brother!" I squeezed my tits together with my biceps.
He looked up and, surprised by my nudity, turned away. "You forgot your bathing suit, sis." He shouted, then stifled himself, hoping his neighbors didn't hear that.
I blew him a kiss and retreated back into my room. I was glad I put my bikini in my duffle bag. It was a black thong string bikini that showed off my ass cheeks nicely. I smiled bitterly remembering it was Tina's favorite. Then I brightened up, maybe now it could be my brother's favorite. I smiled and pulled it on, tying the strings in a simple bow. I didn't want to double knot it so I could untie them easily.
I made my way down to the pool. Kyle was swimming laps again and didn't notice me. So I sat on the side of the pool kicking my legs in the cool water. My tummy was all butterflies watching his powerful frame move through the water. I was trying to be a good girl and not play with myself but to say it was difficult would've been an understatement.
