[f/f/m] My Brother and I share.

I originally mentioned this story in response to /u/Throwaway72569's recent post, and he suggested I copy/paste it into a new post for others to read. So here it is.

Advance warning that it is a story involving my brother, and contains almost-incest.

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I'll need to explain a few things first I think.. so let me get all of that out of the way.

First of all, my brother (John) is 2 years older than I am, and we were always fairly close. Usually if one of us had a friend staying over, the three of us would hang out together until bed time, at which point we'd separate.

Secondly, I've always considered myself to be bisexual, and never made any attempt to hide that. My family has always known, but my friends not so much. It was never really something I felt the need to talk about. It's just always how it was.

So to the story:

Jane was one of my best friends growing up. We were pretty much inseparable. I always loved her like a sister – again never even had to think about it. There was a phase I went through when I was around 17/18 when I started to fall for her pretty bad, but I got through it without anything of note occurring.

Not long after I started to get over this lust that I was feeling, I started to suspect that John and Jane were totally bangin' (they were, but I didn't know that yet) and I got a little jealous I guess, but again, nothing came of it.

One night, I was talking to John, and he asked if I'd ever had a thing for one of my friends. I admitted that I'd been totally hot for Jane for a while, and he admitted that they had been having casual sex on and off, but nothing serious. He also told me that she'd hinted that she was into girls as well, and that I should make a move.

I didn't. For a long time. I was way too scared it would ruin our friendship, or that she wasn't interested.

Fast forward to my 24th birthday.

I didn't really have much of a party or anything, just a few close friends and family at my place (I'd moved out to live on my own by then.)

After things died down, it was just the three of us left drinking by the fire, and we got to talking. We were all a bit drunk, some things were said, the fire started to die out, and we moved inside. Once there, someone decided it would be a good idea to play spin the bottle (yes, with my brother and my best friend. I don't know what I was thinking.) John went first, irrationally assuming that it would land on Jane. It didn't, and then there was an awkward moment where we decided to make a rule that siblings could choose to pass if the bottle landed on them. Again, in our drunken state, this made perfect sense, and didn't detract from the game in any way. Although in reality it just meant that we would both end up making out with Jane. So Jane went next, and it landed on John. The two of them made out with each other, and then I took my turn landing on John. We passed, and then John spun again, landing on Jane. They made out again, and then Jane spun landing on me. I was, like, shaking at this point… not sure about what was going to happen, but the two of us kissed deeply, and then…just…sort of… kept on… …kissing. For a long time. It seemed ridiculously long. I want to say it was a straight five minutes, but I honestly have no idea. It felt like twenty. After a while, things started to get pretty heated. Shirts came off, and John was suddenly part of the action.

None of us technically stripped down past our underwear , but several hands made their way beneath bras and, and panties were pulled aside to expose… things…

Again, my memory's hazy, but I definitely recall having one hand under Jane's bra, playing with her boob, the other holding her hand as she rubbed my pussy through my panties. I'm fairly sure she was giving John a handjob at this point as well, but I was too preoccupied to make note of it. I got pretty close to coming, but didn't get there, so we switched things up so that she was sitting on my lap, with John standing in front of her. She pulled his dick out of his undies, and gave him a blowjob while I fingered her and myself at the same time.

I don't know about John, but for me, there was no weirdness about it at all. I wasn't shocked at seeing his dick or anything, and we didn't really do anything with each other.

I've always sort of had a fetish for incest, but I don't find John that attractive, so it's more just the idea of it that gets me going.

Anyway, John eventually blew his load in Jane's mouth, and she swallowed the lot of it, which made me come.

John went down on Jane, and she came soon after.

Turns out she's a squirter.

The two of them kissed, sharing their flavours with each other, which was really hot, and then Jane decided it was only fair that she go down on me.

She did, and John pretty much just watched. I came pretty quickly, still riding off of my earlier orgasm, and then Jane moved up and kissed me, letting me taste all three of us at once. At the time I didn't think about it, but in retrospect, I think that's the best part of the story.

After that, we all just sort of collapsed on the couch/floor, and fell asleep.

There were more adventures (by which I mean one other time) between Jane and myself, but that's another story. And yes, I changed both of their names.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/39wwp2/ffm_my_brother_and_i_share