This is a contribution to the
Survivor Revival Challenge
,
organized by Tara Cox. My first eleven stories were called My Junior Year Abroad. Next up was the little story, "Why I love Wives." This is my sixteenth story in the Survivor Revival Challenge. I hope you like it. Personally, I'm wasting away in Paris, where shelter in place is unfortunately called "confinement," and I'm beginning to go bonkers! I hope you're doing better than bonkers.
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Melissa is tricked into a 3-some, but she is fine with it
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It was two weeks ago that my brother Leo and I had sex, breaking the incest taboo. We had been sort of carefully avoiding each other ever since. It wasn't easy to do, since we are all sheltering in place, together with our parents, in our family home. Leo and I were each finishing our semesters using Zoom. It was in fact Zoom that brought us back together.
My hi-tech professor was using some fancy features of Zoom that I couldn't get to work. I needed help, and Mom and Dad had only recently learned to include attachments with email, but only if it was gmail. They were hopeless. There was one other person to ask: My older brother Leo who had the problem that he made my panties wet whenever I was close to him.
I did it. I went to ask Leo for help with Zoom. He showed me the amazingly simple thing I was missing. I felt like an idiot.
"Thanks, Leo," I said.
"We need to talk," he replied.
I kind of knew he'd say that, so I stayed and we talked. I was ashamed, and I thought that he thought I was a slut, who'd just about fuck any man who crossed my path. He thought I was angry with him for having seduced me into incest, even though I was the one who crept into his bed, and fucked him in the middle of the night. We eventually both laughed and were glad we cleared the air.
We waited, and waited, and waited some more, in the hope that Mom and Dad would go to the bar our family owned (not closed, due to COVID), or to Grandma's, or to someplace where they'd be out of the home for a while, but the only place they went was to the market to buy food, and that was only Mom. Dad stayed home. He was drinking, more and more. I was worried, but I figured once we all defeated COVID-19, and people returned to the bar our family owned, he'd bounce back. I hoped so!
Leo had an idea. We'd go visit his friend George. George's parents were away, and his older sister was married, so George had the place to himself. George would go for a long walk, and we could use his bed and his bedroom. What did I think? It took a bit of persuading, as I didn't want to make, inadvertently, yet another porn video, as I had done with my (very) former boyfriend and lover, Eric! There were other issues, too, involving George. He would know, of course, what we were doing in his home. Leo gave me tons of reassurances.
"Has George seen my porn video?" I nervously asked.
"Melissa, everyone has. I'm sorry, but men love porn, and to have a video of a hot-to-trot little sexpot like you, naked and fucking, well, anyone in town who knows you, which is everybody in our small town, will have seen the video, and probably more than once," Leo said.
"How many times have you seen it, Leo?" I stupidly asked.
"More than once. Let's not go there, okay?" Leo wisely replied.
"Do you suppose, then, that George has fantasized having sex with me?" It was hard to believe someone as magnificent as George would have fantasies involving me, Leo's awkward little sister, but who knows what happens after a guy sees a video like the one Eric made of him and me fucking like animals?
"Of course, he has. Melissa, like I've told you before, it's safe to assume that every guy in town has masturbated to the idea of being in the role of Eric in that video. It's just the way men are. It's the way the world is. Sorry, but there's nothing we can do about it," Leo said.
"I don't know if I can face George, Leo," I said.
"You have to face reality sometime," Leo replied.
"George is a special case, though. You know that, right?" I asked.
"Everything will be fine. I've got it all planned out. Trust me, Melissa. I'm your brother, and I love you," Leo said.
"Going over to George's place to fuck me, is not exactly brotherly love, Leo," I said, and I giggled.
I was terribly nervous because when I was a teeny bopper, Leo used to bring his friends around, like any older brother would. When I was truly little, I would imagine playing house with his friends. When I was older, I would imagine other things. George was always my favorite, especially when I was imagining the other things. I had fairly hot fantasies, too, especially when one realizes I was only a teeny bopper. I mean, they were sizzling hot. Even now, I blush at my memory of them.
Now I'd be going over to George's place, that same George who played such a prominent role in my teenage fantasies, in order to have sex with Leo? My emotions were too complex to parse, but fear was a dominant component of them.
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We did it. We went to George's place, the very next day. He had already had the virus and recovered fully from it, so we figured it was fairly safe to go to his place. We arrived, we all said hello, and it was awkward. The way George looked at me, looking me over, up and down, it was obvious to me he had seen the infamous video and that he was undressing me in his mind as he looked at me.
George is a nice guy. He's my favorite, of all the friends of my brother. Like Leo, he's two years older than I am, and he's also a junior in college. He's good looking, intelligent, kind, and well spoken.
It was very awkward. We chatted for a while. George asked how I liked college, how had I adjusted to finishing my freshman year using Zoom, and what I planned to major in. When we ran out of small talk, George announced he was going to take a walk.
There was nothing for George to do, nowhere for him to go. Everything was closed. I felt a bit guilty about kicking him out of his own house so that, well, Leo and I could have incest. It just seemed to be to be in bad taste.
Once George had left, however, Leo had me naked in no time. He got me naked so fast, in fact, that when George returned for an umbrella (it was threatening to rain) he walked right into his front hall where I was standing, and I was stark naked.
George was mortified, and terribly embarrassed, but I had my usual aplomb. I comforted him, and we sat together on the couch while Leo seemed to disappear somewhere. George was muttering incoherently, and I don't know really how it happened, but suddenly George and I were kissing. We kissed for a while and then George began to paw at my breasts, which turned me on. George was still clothed, and I was still naked. That fact kind of made me hot, too.
Where was Leo?
George continued kissing me, and he gently pushed me down onto the couch so that I was horizontal. His fingers entered my snatch while he continued to kiss me. I began to groan in pleasure. My lust befuddled brain began to realize that making out naked with George was not part of the plan! The plan was for Leo to fuck me to the point where I climaxed, maybe (hopefully!) with two fucks if need be. George had no role in the plans.
What the fuck was I doing with George? For me, I had slipped down the submissive rabbit hole in the world of my teenage fantasies, and I was acting out one of the best of those fantasies, and believe you me, there was stiff competition for the 'best' of my fantasies! This had not been a conscious decision. For George? Well, Leo told me later he was acting out one of his quite recent fantasies inspired by my porn video that Eric and Doug had released to the world. Peas in a pod, George and I were.
Nevertheless, there I was, naked on my back, kissing George, with his hands on my boobs and his cock between my legs.