Our Little Secret 2: My Brother’s Girlfriend (FF, oral, cheating)

I don’t care how much my brother was in love with his sexy girlfriend, he was going learn to share.

When it came to Melanie, I thought it was all under control. Her screaming my name with my tongue between her legs was going to be a fun memory. Us tearing that bed apart, marking each other’s skin was just going to be a little secret we’d share over awkward looks at dinner tables.

Less than three steps into their luxury apartment, all that restraint turned into immediate bullshit.

Melanie’s artful tongue shouldn’t go to waste on just one cock. It was a waste. I’d actually go on to say it *needed* to service a woman that would truly appreciate it. And *Gods*, did I. I found myself entirely under her spell when we tossed and turned in their sheets, her licking me from head to toe. Those lips traced my spine, her hands stimulating every spot they could reach, and her tongue feeling like it was forcefully taking the strongest of orgasms from deep within me.

I’ve memorized every position, orgasm and every location we fucked in yesterday, but as soon as I step across the threshold, flashbacks swarm as vividly as if I were in the moment.

I walk past the living room couch where my legs were over her shoulders and I nearly ruined the fabric from squirting. Then, the dining room where I vividly remember bending her over the table and licked her pretty little asshole and rubbed her pussy until she came loud enough to receive a noise complaint. Beyond that is the bedroom, where we tossed and turned and fucked with such passion and fervor I’m sure the bed was still shaking.

Now, I’m desperately wishing I wore panties, because I feel my juices running down my inner thighs.

“Raven! You’re early!” my brother sprints from the kitchen and hugs me tight.

Rick snaps me out of a horny trance that had me seconds away from dashing into the first closet I could find and masturbating until I calmed myself. Of course calmness wasn’t going to happen, but I needed to cum until it seemed possible.

“Hey! It smells good in here, way too good to be you.” I feign small talk. I’m only here early to undress his girlfriend while he was in the kitchen before the rest of the family arrived.

“Har har, jackass.” He replies. “Just wait until you try this, you’re going to bust a nut.”

“If it’s anything like your ‘eggplant parm’ last month, I think I’ll be fine. Where’s Mel?”

“I think she’s getting a quick nap in, you know how she is.”

*All too well.*

“Ok, I’ll go say hi if she’s awake.” I say.

“No problem.” he says, “But don’t wake her though, she’s grumpy.”

It almost sounded like a personal challenge. The grin that sneaks across my face is nearly devilish. I certainly was going to wake her with a smile. He walks back into the kitchen, cooking, chopping and cleaning away, while I sneak down the hall and crack open the bedroom door.

Melanie lies on the bed, snoozing away, sleeping naked. She’s on her back, and facing me. Her gorgeous, soft face begs to be kissed. Her pierced nipples ask to be played with. Her stunning body and dazzling curves beg for the touch of my own skin.

I tiptoe across the room, salivating at her body. Possessed, my body is pulled closer to her. Before I know it, I’m next to her, drinking in the sight of her body like a fine wine.

My fingertips dance softly across her skin, causing her body to shudder in her sleep. I notice her hips writhe slightly, and smile. My lips play softly with her nipples, sucking them, running her across her piercings with my tongue

Her moans are more intoxicating than anything I’ve ever heard in my life. I check over my shoulder to see if my brother is peeping through the open door. He isn’t. But the fact that he, or anyone, could happen to be walking to the bathroom and see me toy with Melanie’s body makes me feel this *blazing* heat.

With a mind of their own, my fingers trace her hips, down to her thighs, and slide between her legs. Almost magnetically, I’m drawn to her clit and her wet pussy. Teasing it, rubbing it, and tasting it. Sweet and sticky as nectar.

More.

Melanie moans, then her body decides that it’s no longer going to be passively enjoying it. Her eyes open, and then fixate on my hungry look at her gorgeous body.

She jolt’s away, but not out of my control. “Raven! What the fu-”

Quickly, my other hand covers her mouth. I look over my shoulder, staring at the open door to see if she alerted my brother. After a few seconds of stillness, I press on.

“Shhh,” I lean into her ear and kiss it. “Right now, you belong to me. Got it? You thought you were going to make me cum five times and not have me come back for more?”

The surprise in her eyes melts into a look of lust.

Her head nods, and I remove my hand from her mouth. The rest of her body relaxes, and I get to take my sweet little time exploring and playing with her. She caves to the raw sexual chemistry we shared, and gives herself up to my will.

I nibble on her neck, and her body tenses. My fingers feel the pressure of her grinding on them, fucking herself against my pace.

“Are you going to be a good girl and let me taste you?” I moan, “Are you going to give it to me?

The sight of her hopelessly fighting her oncoming orgasm makes me melt. “Mhmm!”

Then, her pleasure center crumbles to my control, and she cums like a tidal wave of pleasure sweeps through her body. Her entire body shudders at my fingers on her clit, her own hands muffling her cries. She looks so fucking hot I nearly have my own orgasm from the display.

I lick my fingers clean while she tries to collect herself. Sweet honey, a taste that gets better and better each time.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” she asks, her perfect chest heaving trying to get her breath.

“Whatever do you mean? Could it be our little secret, perhaps?” I say sarcastically, wrapping my lips around my fingers, showing her how much I enjoyed the forbidden fruit between her legs.

“Good. Because it’s your turn.”

Chills race through my body when her hands touch my skin with such recklessness, and then slam me on my back and pin me to the bed. She kicks my legs apart and her lips relentlessly pepper my skin with fresh, urgent kisses.

My eyes remain trained on the door, that at any moment my brother could walk in on his girlfriend on top of his sister. It only serves to make me want to fuck her harder.

She rips my pants off, and the smile on her face is unmistakable. “No panties? You’re such a slut, Raven.”

“Well, they’d be soaked on the way over.” I reply.

“Next time, I want them.” she groans.

“Oh, next time?” I grin.

“The way I see it, we already have a little secret, why stop now. And if you thought I wasn’t going to fuck you every chance I got, you’re so fucking mistaken.”

I nearly orgasm right then and there. “With a tongue like that, I don’t think I’ll complain.”

Her plump lips immediately touch my clit, and I feel I’m going to cum with how much thrill pounds through my veins. With her thighs over my shoulder, her skilled tongue lashes at my clit.

Under her control, I’m helpless. I grab a fistful of sheets to keep myself still, and not cry her name out. Wave after wave of climaxes rip through me with each moment her tongue licks at me.

She takes such proper care of me, licking up every drop I gush into her wet mouth. I feel in a haze, and that cumming on her face was the only thing that’d grant me clarity.

Which I would gladly do.

Her ring and middle fingers curl inside me, and I let out a cry. Barely careful enough to ensure the rest of the house didn’t hear it, but just loud enough to feed her already determined ego.

*“Uuunh!”*

I could feel it building. My walls tighten around her fingers. She could tell. I was close. My back arches, and he holds my thighs tight. I’m a slave to her control.

There’s no place I’d rather be.

*“Right there!”*

My back arches as she grabs a hold of the orgasm inside me, and takes it for herself.

I came harder than I ever have in my life.

My knuckles are as pale as I’ve ever seen, clutching the sheets with my fists in as tight of a grip as they could be. My legs are shaking with such intensity I wasn’t sure I’d be able to walk. Everything in me felt such an intense tingle that it was nearly foreign. I am *buzzing*. It’s in this moment that I realize I can finally breathe again as the aftershocks of my orgasm fade and release all the tension that I have ever had.

She rises from between my thighs, admires my exhausted body like it’s her handiwork. She licks her fingers clean of my juices, peering dead into my eyes as she did so. Just like I did moments earlier.

“*That* was fucking great.” she says.

I’m too drained to speak, “That’s… what I was going… to say…”

“Save it for after dinner.” she grinned. “Well, second dinner. I already had my first dinner just now.”

“Then you’re the dessert.” I grab her by the back of the head and pull her towards me, yanking her body over top of me. “Come here you sexy slut.”

Her perfect body falls over mine, and we spend the next few moments just kissing. The taste of my own juices via her tongue is new to me, and it’s hard to explain, but it’s so fucking hot. I grab two handfuls of her perfect ass while we swap spit.

“One more before dinner?” she asks.

We both look at the door and try to hear my brother cooking in the kitchen. He’s definitely active with the pots and pants, but is in his own little culinary world.

I tell her, “What about two?”

I fling her to the side of the bed and climb over her, kissing down her toned stomach to that perfect, pierced, pussy. I can’t help myself from smiling.

It’s looking like three more orgasms before dinner…

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