Tags: [Free use][Incest][Older Sister][Younger Brother][Mentions of Father][Fingering][Handjob][Ball play][Self Degradation][Masturbation][Facial][Phone call Voyeur]
Summary:
Set in a free use world, Max has recently turned eighteen and taking full advantage of his life in this world, however, he seems to be giving his older sister, Sara, a little bit more attention. Sara would just like five minutes to herself to talk on the phone with her friend. Can she get some time alone?
No... It's a sex story.
All characters are 18+
This is my first time writing erotic short stories, however, I do have experience writing erotic scripts on Reddit. This story was originally one such script.
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The fan by the window could barely do anything against the sweltering heat as Sara Williams laid on her bed, weighing the idea of getting up to close her curtains or just leaving her room entirely.
Sara could barely handle the heat of the summer air. It was just reaching midday, yet she could not find the energy to climb up from her bed.
As she rolled over onto a more prone position, Sara grabbed her phone in the hopes that there was something on social media to distract her from the uncomfortable heat. Not even her current state of dress of a casual tank top and pyjama shorts that she slept in did much to cool her.
At the age of twenty, Sara spent most of her days working odd summer jobs while still living with her family. She currently had no grand long-term life plans, much to the dismay of her mother, but Sara was quite happy to continue living in the house she had grown up in.
While her mother might not approve of her lax lifestyle, she got on well with the rest of her family, for the most part.
Recently, she had noticed that her younger brother, Max, had become increasingly irritating, more so from when they were children. This was another big reason as to why Sara had not yet gotten out of bed, she just didn't have the energy to deal with him so soon after waking up.
As Sara stretched out and prepared to finally get off her bed, the phone in her hand begun to ring. She checked the screen and smiled as she recognized the name.
It was Rachel Johnson, her longest and best friend, another girl around the same age as Sara. She leaned up on the bed in the hope that her tired feeling would simply fall off her as she answered.
"Hey, what's up!?" Sara said with drowsy energy.
"Woah, someone's tired!" Rachel responded in her usual chipper mood.
"Yeah, I just woke up an hour ago. I know it's almost midday, that's what weekends are for."
"So what are you doing?"
Sara hesitated, "I'm not doing anything, just chilling in my room."
"That's so boring! It's summer, you should be out doing stuff!"
"It's too hot to be doing anything on days like these." Sara complained, "Honestly, sometimes I freaking hate summer. I've barely moved and I already feel like I need a shower, it's gross!"
Rachel let out a small chuckle. "What are you talking about, Summer is the best!"
"Well of course 'you' like summer." Sara responded as she rolled her eyes, "You have a pool in your backyard, anytime you get hot you can go for a swim. I just have to suffer from a shitty fan."
"True, having a pool in the backyard certainly helps. Especially on days like today"
"Hey!" Sara excitedly snapped up as an idea formed, "You should totally invite me over more, spend more time in your pool. It'd be fun, besides I've got a new bikini I've been dying to show off."
Rachel grew suspicious of those last few words.
"Oh yeah? Show off to who?"
"Your dad of course!" Sara giggled back, "He couldn't keep his hands off me last time I was over. I was barely in your house for five minutes and he was already shoving his cock into my face."
This was true, the last time Sara had been over at Rachel's house was a particularly fond memory of hers. The two girls had been planning to meet up with a larger group for lunch, quickly stopping by the house before heading off, their plan however got delayed once Rachel's father, Mr Johnson answered the door.
Whether it was because of the way she had smiled at him, the way her lipstick highlighted her lips, or simply that he wanted a blowjob, Sara instead spent the next hour or so worshipping every inch of the older gentleman's cock.
"And I was dressed relatively modest then too." Sara proudly explained, "So if your daddy saw me in a swimsuit then..."
She let out another giggle as she imagined all the possible ways Mr Johnson would try to fuck her.
"Well, I'm looking forward to seeing his reaction."
"Yeah, well my pool isn't for daddy stealing sluts," Rachel responded in jest.
"Oh shut up, you're just jealous that he said I gave better head!" Sara continued with pride, "It's not my fault that I'm an absolute blowjob queen."
"Whatever, he complimented you while he was cumming, that doesn't count!" Rachel retorted dismissively, "Daddy tells me the same thing all the time."
Sara kept teasing her, "I can teach you a thing or two if you want? Besides I'm sure your daddy would 'love' for us to both share his cock."
"Thanks, but I think I'm happy 'practicing' all by myself"
"You selfish bitch!" Sara laughed, "Keeping him all to yourself. I'll just have to drop by sometime while your away."
The two girls continued their competitive teasing as eventually their topic of conversation moved on to more mundane gossip between friends. Sara was so involved in her phone call that she didn't even notice her bedroom door open.
Max stood in the doorway, admiring his older sister's legs as they passively kicked at the air while she lay on the bed. Sara had a well-maintained figure, she wasn't particularly athletic, nor was she some kind of supermodel by any means, but she did have a good body, and particularly fine legs.
This wasn't Max's first time checking out his sister, nor was it the first time coming into her room without knocking. This had become an almost daily ritual for him, today was a day like any other and Max planned to enjoy it like all the rest.
Sara laughed as Rachel told some story about a rude Uber driver.
"I bet she liked that! Honestly some people..."
Her leg brushed up against a hand and froze in place, it barely took her a moment to realize that her brother was standing behind her. She sighed in frustration.
"Ugh... hold on." Sara groaned as she turned to Max, "What do you want?"
Max smiled deviously as he caressed her leg, "Can't I spend time with my own sister?"
"Get out of my room," Sara whined as she turned back to her phone.
"What was that?" Rachel asked from the other end.
"Not you, it's just my little brother. He doesn't understand that when I close my door it means I don't want to be disturbed."
Max ignored her obvious annoyance and sat down on her bed. His hand massaging her leg as it slowly moved up her thigh.
"Do you have to annoy me right now?" Sara complained, "Can't you see I'm on the phone, get out."
Max did not respond to her complaints, his focus was entirely on feeling the softness of her thighs. He placed a second hand on her other leg as he gently worked his way up towards her ass.
While Sara was bothered by her brother's presence, she made no physical effort to stop his groping hands on her and even spread her legs out when he worked towards her inner thigh.
"Whatever, I'll just ignore him." Sara said smugly back to Rachel, "So where were we?"
Her attempts to ignore Max however did not dissuade him, if anything it made him more determined to explore every part of her soft, smooth thighs. Sara took a more passive role in her conversation with Rachel, he responses becoming shorter and distracted. This only became worse when Max decided to begin yanking on her shorts.
"What are you doing?" She hissed with a whisper, "Stop that!"
Max just smirked at Sara's disproving glare as he gave her butt cheek a big full hand squeeze.
"Bro, seriously?" She yelped in surprise, "Do you have to grope my ass right now?"
"I wanted to do it earlier, but you've been asleep all morning" Max claimed, returning to pulling on the shorts.
"No, don't pull down my pants!" Sara cried out, one hand now moving down to grab at her shorts, "I'm busy, can't you see I'm busy!"
She was too slow however as Max successfully stripped of her pyjama shorts and threw them to the side.
"God, why are you so freaking annoying." She whined, yet Max was not done yet as his hands returned to pull on her underwear.
Sara blurted, "Don't tug on my panties! You're gonna rip them!"
She was much more concerned with them breaking, far more than the idea of her brother taking them off her.
"Fine, just take them!" Sara submitted as she moved her hips and legs in a way to allow Max to easily finish stripping her bottom half bare.
Max immediately pressed the panties to his face and began to take in the scent. Sara waited impatiently with her ass and pussy exposed, still worried that her brother might ruin them in some way.
"At least remember to clean them when you're done with them."
This was a much-needed reminder as Max had ruined several good pairs of underwear in the past. He had an annoying habit of masturbating into her panties whenever she wasn't home. Some days Sara would return home only to find Max sprawled out on her bed, her underwear draw completely raided as he jerks himself off.
