[M]y b[F] Showed Me Off to his Brother

Hi,

I recently told this story to a friend and he recommended that I share it here. So I hope y'all like it, this is my first post on here, I hope it's up to your standards.

For an image, I'm about 5'6", Brown hair to my shoulder blades, blue eyes, B cup breasts, pretty fit (I played basketball and volleyball in high school, and usually run or swim to keep in shape after that ended) and I wear a landing strip.

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A few years ago, the summer after my freshman year in college, I came home and reunited with my former boyfriend, who I'm still on good terms with. He was a year older than me, and was actually my first time about a year or so before this. We separated when we went off to college, and had rekindled it a bit every summer. For the sake of simplicity, I'll call him "John."

Well, this summer, I was hanging out at John's place, in the basement away from his family's prying eyes. We weren't doing anything, maybe kissing some, when his parents shouted down to us that they were leaving. His brother, a couple years younger than us, was already at a friend's house, leaving us alone.

We smiled at each other, and as soon as we heard the car drive away, our clothes went flying. I straddled him on the couch and teased him a bit before having him fill me. Soon, he was fucking me hard, sucking my nipples, while grabbing my ass, and I was moaning and talking pretty loudly. We had fucked in this basement a few times before, but there were always people home. Now, we could be as loud as we wanted.

A few minutes in, he decided he wanted to fuck on his bed. Oddly enough, we had fucked several places, but never on his bed. I smiled and started to slide off of him to move, but he stopped me and said he had another idea.

He scooped his hands under my ass and stood up, holding me! I squealed a bit in surprise, and wrapped my legs around his waist and hugged his neck tight. Once he made sure we were good, he started walking. Slowly, but he made progress. The stairs took a while to negotiate.

We got to the top and came out to the kitchen. Surprise! His younger brother (two years years younger than me) was back, and raiding the fridge. John stopped, I turned to look, saw him (let's call him Mike) and buried my head in John's shoulder in embarrassment.

And John had a conversation with Mike right there!! Asking why he was home early and how long he'd been there (he'd heard some of our activities downstairs). All while I know Mike is staring at my ass, and John's cock is still in me!

After a few exchanges, I whisper into John's ear to go ahead and go to the room or let me down. He started walking again. Mike waved at me as we walked away. I was probably as red as a tomato, but I smiled shyly and waved back over John's shoulder.

John's bed was great, the perfect height where he could sit me on the bed while he stood. I laid back and let John thrust into me. I tried to be quiet at first, but John reminded me that Mike knew already, no point in restraining ourselves. I agreed, and started letting myself get loud again. For some reason, we were both turned on more for this part. Whether it was Mike or being in his room, but we both came pretty quickly and hard. (He wore a condom and I was on the pill. I did not plan on getting pregnant.)

He climbed on the bed and we laid there for a while, cuddling and talking. I had to go soon, and we realized that my clothes were still downstairs. I said he should have to go get them, he didn't give me a chance to grab them the first time.

He got a funny smile on his face. "You know, I think Mike's still a virgin. You may have been the first girl he's seen naked. You should go down there, give him a show, he's a good guy, he won't hurt you."

I laughed it off, until I realized he was serious. He said that he wasn't going to get my clothes, he wanted to see what I did. He promised he'd eat me out when I got back, and his tongue is magic, so after some hesitation, I agreed.

I took a deep breath at the door, and walked out. Mike's chair was facing the tv, but he could see down the hall with his peripheral vision, and once he saw me, he whole head turned and his mouth dropped. I smiled at him and just said, "Hi, Mike," as I opened the door to downstairs.

I grabbed my clothes and considered putting them back on, but Mike had seen it all anyway, and John had work to do when I got back to his room, anyway. So I climbed back up the stairs, nodded again at Mike and walked back to John's room, letting Mike stare at my ass.

I walked into John's room, climbed on the bed, spread my legs and pointed down, saying "now." He went straight to work, and it was definitely worth it, though I was already a bit worked up. Apparently I'm something of an exhibitionist. Who knew?

I kept hanging out with John the rest of the summer, including at his house sometimes. Mike couldn't look me in the eye for at least a week. I'm pretty sure he still blushes every time he sees me.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3e2ave/my_bf_showed_me_off_to_his_brother