Becca Bellamy
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Your Brother is a Better Kisser...and More
🕑 Added 2025-09-19 04:37:56 +0000 UTCTonight you learn that your girlfriend is a great deal more chaotic than you thought when she confesses that she kissed your brother and that she might have done more than that. You also learn that you're really into chaotic girls.
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“You know, I think your brother is a better kisser than you are.”
At first, you're certain you misheard her. You stare at your beautiful girlfriend as your brain processes what she just said.
"Wait, what?" you ask after a few seconds of silence.
She offers a soft, seductive smile and says, "I think your brother is a better kisser than you are."
You stare again, this time because you're trying to figure out if she's being serious. "You...did you kiss my brother?"
She bites her lip playfully and nods. "Last night," she says. "After you went to bed."
Your brother is visiting for a few weeks and last night the three of you worked your way through two bottles of wine. You were tipsy enough that you couldn't resist the allure of sleep. Your girlfriend stayed up, though.
"Wait, hold on, you're telling me that you kissed my brother last night?" you ask.
"Actually, I'm telling you that your brother and I shared a great kiss last night," she clarifies.
She doesn't seem the slightest bit remorseful and you can't quite figure out why. In fact, she seems delighted with herself. Then you notice that you don't feel anywhere near as annoyed as you probably should. "Did it...did it turn you on?" you ask.
Her lips curl into a slight smile as she nods. "It made me wet," she says softly.
"Really?" you ask.
"It was a really good kiss, though I suppose that's not entirely accurate. Maybe I should say that I made out with your brother last night, because it wasn't one kiss so much as it was lots of kisses," she says.
"Where...where were you?" you ask.
"Right here," she says while looking down at the couch you're sitting on. "I was sitting here. He was where you are. The empty bottle of wine and our glasses were there on the coffee table."
"And you made out with him? With my brother?" you ask.
Your girlfriend nods and scoots just a little closer. She reaches up and gently caresses your face. Her lips approach yours and she says, "I was the one who initiated the first kiss." Her lips meet yours. They're soft and warm and she lets out a quiet moan as you wonder if she did the same thing for your brother.
You shouldn't be turned on. She's re-enacting the kiss she shared with your brother. You should be angry. You are turned on, though. Your cock is very nearly erect.
"Was that a good kiss?" you ask as she pulls back.
"Yes," she answers with a smile.
"But last night...with my brother...it was better?" you ask.
She tilts her head slightly and studies your face. Then she leans in again, pauses with her lips just a few inches from yours, and says, "Yes, the kiss with your brother was hotter. That's why I didn't stop with just one. That's why I went in for another, and another, and another."
She kisses you again. It's hotter. It feels like there's genuine passion behind it. Her tongue is more active this time and so is yours. Your dick is hard now, too. She takes your hand in hers and places it on her breast. She moans into your mouth and you wonder if she's silently telling you that your brother played with her tits last night. For some reason, the idea turns you on. You think of her making out with him, of their tongues dancing, of his hand on her breast, of him playing with her perky flesh through the sweater she had on last night.
"Did he...did he touch you...did he touch your breasts last night?" you ask.
She looks down at your hand - which is still gently playing with her breast - and then her gaze returns to your face as she offers a smile. "He did," she replies. "It felt...it felt good, especially when he moved his hand under my sweater."
You moan. You know you shouldn't find this arousing, but you can't help it. You moan and your fingers move under your girlfriend's shirt and up her torso. You find that she's not wearing a bra. You touch the warm, soft, bare flesh of her breast. You take it in your hand.
"I wasn't wearing a bra last night, either," she says.
"So he...he touched your bare...he touched your bare breasts," you reply.
She kisses you. Her tongue slips into your mouth and you moan because it feels so good. Her hand touches your knee and her fingers slowly move up your leg. Your cock gets a little harder as she gets closer. She moans when she finds your erection and you roll her stiff nipple between your fingers.
"Did you...did you touch him like that?" you ask.
"Yes," she admits. "He was hard just like you are. He was...his cock is bigger, though."
You feel a surprising surge of lust and you can't help but groan. You kiss your girlfriend as she strokes your cock through your pants and you can't help but think of her doing the same thing for your brother. Your arousal - which is significant - confuses you, but it's so potent that you can't help but let it envelop you.
She takes her shirt off, lies back on the couch, and pulls you on top of her. Your lips meet for a wildly passionate kiss as your hands explore both of her perky breasts. You're almost certain it's the same thing that happened last night, which means she did so much more than kiss your brother.
"He kissed...he kissed them, my breasts," she says. "He kissed them, and licked them, and sucked on them. He made them feel so good."
You should be mad at her. You should be having a huge fight. Instead, you kiss your way down her chest. You kiss her breasts. You lick her nipples. You suck on them. You make her moan. You make her feel good and she rewards you by grabbing your ass, pulling you close, and grinding her crotch against yours, generating a wealth of pleasure between your legs in the process.
She pulls your lips to hers. She welcomes your tongue into her mouth and reaches down to unzip your pants. She frees your cock and takes it in her hand. She strokes you and you moan loudly while imagining your beautiful girlfriend doing the same thing for your brother.
"Did you...did you touch his cock?" you ask.
"I did," she says. "I stroked his cock just like I'm stroking yours. I stroked your brother's long, thick cock. I made him feel good, baby. I stroked your brother's cock and I made him feel so good."
You reach under her skirt and press your fingers against her panties. You feel the extreme wetness that's formed. You rub her panties and she moans while stroking your cock a little faster.
"Pull my panties aside," she says.
"Is that what he did?" you ask.
Your girlfriend nods and you pull her panties aside. You slip three fingers into her soaking wet pussy and she moans. Her lips find yours for a kiss imbued with wild desire. Her tongue swirls around yours and she pulls your cock closer to her pussy.
"Put your cock inside me," she says.
You pull your fingers out of her and replace them with your cock. Your body tingles with pleasure as the heat and wetness of her pussy envelops your stiff flesh. "Did he...was his cock inside you last night?" you ask.
"Yes," your girlfriend admits.
You're so turned on it astounds you. Her pussy has never felt so good. What she did with your brother is fucked up, and yet you feel a kind of desire you're not sure you've ever felt before.
"Fuck me," she says. "Please, fuck me."
You fuck your girlfriend. You fuck her hard. You fuck her on the couch where your brother fucked her. "Did you...did you say that to him? Did you ask him to fuck you?"
"Yes," your girlfriend admits. "Baby, his cock felt so good inside me...I begged him to fuck me. I couldn't help it. I got so turned on the moment he slid into my wet pussy that I begged him to fuck me. I begged your brother to fuck me!"
"Are you turned on right now?" you ask.
"Like you wouldn't believe," she says between moans.
You can tell that you're not going to last long, but you're fairly certain she's going to cum quickly, too. "Fuck, this feels so good," you say. She kisses you as your cock moves in and out of her slick pussy. She sucks on your tongue and you play with her tits while the heat and wetness of her flesh grips your stiff shaft and milks it relentlessly.
"Cum inside me," she says.
"Oh...fuck...did you say to my brother?" you ask. "Did you tell him to cum inside you?"
She wraps her legs around you. "Yes, I told your brother to cum inside me. I told him to cum in my pussy. I told him to cum in my tight pussy, to give me his cum, to give me his load!"
You cum inside her. You cum where your brother came last night. You cum and your girlfriend cums along with you. You cum and you're fairly certain it's the best orgasm you've had in a long, long time, and it seems the same way for her.
She holds you close as your bodies pulse with pleasure. You kiss her neck and she moans softly while her hands move over your back.
"That was incredible," you say.
"I know," she replies.
You study her face for a few seconds and ask, "Did you really fuck my brother last night?"
She bites her lower lip, holds it for a moment, and nods. "I know it's terrible of me, but I did. It was such a good kiss...and I'd had all that wine...and I just couldn't help myself once I got turned on."
You could break up with her. You could get into that fight you know you're supposed to have. You could find your brother and punch him in the face. You don't do any of that, though.
"Would you be interested in fucking him again?" you ask.
She nods.
"Tonight?" you ask.
She nods again.
"Could I fuck you after?" you ask.
"Of course," she says.
You kiss your girlfriend. Your tongues mingle as you both moan. "I can't wait for tonight," you say.
"Neither can I," she says.
It's going to be a very good night.
