[MF] My unexpected hookup with two brothers during the summer before college

Vincent tried rubbing up my thigh again, cautiously. “But you know how much I love you, Aahna,” he whispered as he kissed my neck.

“Oh, that’s just silly,” I scoffed, though I allowed his hand to edge a little way beneath my skirt.

“No, it’s not,” Vincent whispered to me. “You know I wanted you ever since we were kids.”

I had just turned 18 and was visiting my elder cousin for summer vacation before going off to college. We had grown up as neighbors and playmates and Vincent had always expected something would happen. He had felt me up a few times on my previous visits.

“You know you’re the only girl I’m ever going to love,” he went on, kissing my ear and searching up under my skirt a little further again.

“Vincent! I said no! What if your parents come back? It’s not exactly the best place to be doing it when they could walk through the door any minute.”

“Awe, they’re not going to be back for ages. They said they’re going to check the resort out and that means shopping for hours and my brother will be at a bar somewhere for sure.”

“Well anyway this just isn’t going to happen right now,” I declared as I pushed Vincent away and got up off the couch. “I want to go check out the beach. Are you coming?”

My cousin’s family and their neighbors vacationed together at least once a year, usually camping, but this summer they had decided on a resort. Which was another thing Vincent had figured would favor his chances of finally getting laid.

He watched through the tiny opening in the door that I hadn’t quite closed behind me. I stepped out of my panties and pulled on bikini bottoms. I knew he was peeping and that excited me. I secretly harbored crush on Vincent though I always kept him at a distance. He caught a flash of my neatly trimmed pubes as I turned past a mirror. Then I tossed my bra and he saw my full breasts before I tied my bikini top in place.

“Come on then,” I said as I brushed past and out the door, and Vincent grabbed his towel and hurried after me.

The elevator opened into the foyer of the resort and that led to the pools, bars and gardens. Beyond that was the beach, and Vincent caught my hand before I stepped down onto the sand and he pulled me close for a kiss.

“I didn’t mean to get pushy again,” he said apologetically.

I responded with another kiss. “I know. It’s okay. I just want to wait until it’s perfect before our first time.”

We remained there at the top of the stairs leading down to the beach kissing and cuddling with me warming to at least pretending to go steady. I had to give him credit for persistence, and it was flattering enough to make me want to play along with his fairy-tale fantasy.

We were kissing and talking and I noticed George, Vincent’s older step brother, leaning back on a broken-down jet ski watching us.

Right then George was puffing on a cigarette and looking me over. George was a big man and I caught him a few times checking me out. He could nearly squeeze his big old hands around my waist. He watched me stroll by clinging to the arm of Vincent. He forgot about his brother though and concentrated on the sway of my hips. My tits with upturned nipples were just visible through my white bikini top.

“Morning, George!”

“Vincent! Aahna! You guys checking out the beach?”

“Nah, I will just stroll. Aahna here wants to surf,” answered Vincent.

“I’m just going for a quick surf myself, Wanna join?” he looked at me.

“Sure.” I said.

Vincent waved us off and we jogged down to the water and out into the waves. George was a keen bodysurfer and although the surf was a bit rough he did pretty well. He caught a few good waves and dodged the kids on body boards. After half an hour I was about to call it and head back to shore when I got absolutely dumped by a particularly savage little wave. I went ass over head with legs everywhere and when the wave spewed me out I didn’t know which way was up.

George caught my arm and lifted me, holding me until I found my feet. My hair was matted over my face and I was coughing and spluttering sea water. My bikini top had come undone or perhaps broken a string and it was hanging backwards from my neck. My C cup tits were bare.

“Are you all right?” George asked kindly.

I stopped coughing. “Yes I’m – oh my god!” I cried as I searched for my bikini top.

I found it and desperately tried to untangle it. George remained close, shielding me from a few other men and boys close by. “It’s okay — no one’s watching,” he reassured me, though he was looking down at my tits himself. “Here — let me help,” he went on easily and I allowed him to take hold of the tangled string that was causing the problem while I held my arm across my breasts.

“This is so embarrassing,” I said, nervously looking around.

“No, it’s actually funny when you think about it. I’m sure you’ll have a laugh later,” George smiled, which caused me to smile in response. He had undone the knot in the string. “There you go,” he said, again checking out my tits while I fixed my top in place.

“Thank you,” I said, even more nervous as I peered up biting my lip, and George left me with another smile and dived into the wave that was passing by.

I watched him surf into shore and walk up towards the resort without looking back. My heart was pounding and my legs were numb. I went back to my towel and was drying off when my pretend boyfriend arrived from the shop with chips and sodas.

“Are you all right, Aahna?” Vincent asked. “You look a bit red in the face.”

“I’m fine. Better than fine actually,” I said dreamily.

“I want to go back to the resort now, Vincent. Are you coming?”

I tied my skirt around my waist and led off with Vincent following. I wanted to hurry before George walked away but I slowed as I approached him. The guy had man sized muscles. His shoulders were broad and his face had little lines that accentuated his smile. He glanced and I smiled, which caused him to smile in response as his eyes flashed lower to check out my body, and that caused my legs to go tingly again. I kept walking past and up the stairs. When I reached the top of the stairs I dared to glance back though and he was looking.

Vincent and I had sex for the first time that day. We returned home from the resort and fucked almost every day, sometimes staying at his house for the night. One night, I got up and went into the kitchen. I quietly poured a soda and added ice then went through the sliding glass door onto the porch. I left the door open behind me and stood there looking out at the fields.

I didn’t hear him come up behind me and I jumped when his arms encircled me.

After a few minutes of silence George said, “I heard you and Vincent last night.”

“Oh. Um, what exactly did you hear?”

“Well, moans and screams. You are not that good little girl anymore.”

“Well, I’m not but I didn’t mean for anyone else to hear us.”

Slowly his hands moved down to the bottom of my sleep shirt and then onto my thighs. Gradually he slid his hands up again, under the shirt. His thumb stroked across my pussy making me sigh. I knew it wasn’t right. Vincent was sleeping, George was 25 years old and I was only 18. I should’ve made him stop, but it felt too good.

“Oh god,” I moaned.

His hands continued upward, gliding over my stomach to caress my round tits. My body trembled under his hands. He leaned down and kissed my neck and ear.

I couldn’t help myself. I turned in his arms and kissed him then. I pushed against him and George grabbed my ass, lifting me off my feet. my legs wrapped around him as we kissed again. His fingers dug into my skin he held me so tightly and I could feel his hard dick between my legs.

“George,” I whispered.

“Don’t tell me to stop. I don’t think I can.”

“Not on the porch,” I said.

“You are a very dirty girl,” he whispered as he set me back on my feet. I walked into the living room and heard the glass door slide shut behind me when he followed. He led the way down the hall to his room, holding my breath when we passed Vincent’s room.

It was dark in his room, but the moonlight coming through the window was enough to be able to see each other. George stood near the bed and I was backed up against the closed door. I took my shirt off, leaving just my thong on. With a groan he reached for me. His hands fisted in my long hair and he tipped my head back. With a fierceness I’d never known with younger guys he kissed me. One hand glided down my body and eased under the edge of my thong to find my pussy. His fingers plunged inside. I was pinned against the bedroom door, held by his aggressive hands. He fingered me until I was weak in the knees and then picked me up. Putting me down on the bed, George stood in front of me. Trembling hands reached for his shorts, the button coming undone easily before the zipper slid down. His cock was short and thick, barely contained in his open shorts. I grabbed his hips to pull him forward so I could get my lips around his throbbing dick.

Holding his dick, I eased his shorts open more and let them fall from his thin body to the floor. Looking up at him I began to suck his cock. I stroked and sucked steadily, hearing him moan. His hands were on the back of my head, holding me to him as he pushed his dick further into my eager mouth. I knew he would come soon and wanted to taste it. When his come hit the back of my throat I swallowed it all and stroked his dick to get every drop. I leaned back then and he pulled the thong down and off before getting on the bed.

Immediately his rough hands were on my tits. He squeezed and massaged and sucked while moving his body over mine. Soon his still hard cock was rubbing against my wet hole.

“Do you know how long I waited to do this to you?” he said and thrust inside.

My nails dug into his shoulders as he fucked me, stretching my tight cunt with his thick cock. I wrapped my legs around him trying to pull him in deeper. In minutes I cried out his name when I came.

“Shhhh. Don’t wake Vincent up.”

He grabbed my shoulders and rolled them both over. I sat up on him and started to move, feeling his cock deep inside. He rubbed my large tits and I found my rhythm. I rode his dick, making myself come again and again. I slammed down, taking his cock as far as I could into my cunt with each thrust until his cum filled me. I then slowly rolled off letting his dick slip from my used pussy.

The sound of our heavy breathing filled the air.

“Oh god,” George moaned after a few minutes.

“George, are you okay?”

“Yeah. You?”

“Hmmm, yeah.”

I rolled over onto my stomach and fell sleep listening to the wind outside. Later I awoke with his hand rub across my ass. He was over me, a knee pushing my legs apart. A moan escaped my lips as his finger stroked my pussy once before sliding inside. I spread my legs and lifted my hips higher, moving up onto all fours. Both hands moved to my hips to hold myself when his hard cock pushed against my cunt slightly before plunging inside.

“Oh Yes!” I cried out as he slammed in and out of my pussy. I pushed back against him with each thrust wanting more. He grabbed my long hair and pulled my head back as he pummeled my cunt. I tried not to cry out as he got rougher and rougher. The mix of pain and pleasure were thrilling.

“Did anyone do this to you? Did they make you come?” he growled.

I didn’t answer but he leaned forward and bit my shoulder then kissed it to soothe the sting. He pulled my hair harder, forcing my head back, and bit my neck. He sucked it, kissed the soreness away while he kept pounding into me from behind. my pussy was aching from the roughness and from being fucked so much by a thick cock in one night. The ache didn’t matter though, I pushed back against him, eager for all of it.

“Do you like it rough little girl?” he said in my ear.

“Don’t stop. Make me come.”

With that he fucked my so hard I fell forward on my elbows. He pulled back and then rammed into my wet pussy over and over until my body shook with orgasm. Suddenly his cock slipped from me and his hot cum spurt across my ass. I groaned and collapsed when he released my hair.

“Did I hurt you?” he said quietly.

“I’m alright.”

He lay down beside me and pulled my curled body close to him. He kissed and stroked my head until I stopped trembling. After a few minutes I got up and left the room.

Every time I stayed the night after that George was watching. I stopped seeing Vincent after that summer. Over the next few years we managed to find many times to be alone and he was sort of my fuck buddy.

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