I came home early from work and the house was dead quiet. My two older brothers, Mark and Jake, were supposed to be at their jobs, but their shared laptop was open on the kitchen table with a folder called “Private” sitting right there on the desktop. Curiosity got the best of me. I clicked it open.
Page after page of raw text files loaded up. The first one was titled “Fucking Sis in the Shower.” I should have closed it. Instead I started reading. The words were filthy and direct, written in both their voices like they had been passing the stories back and forth. They described bending me over in the bathroom, my tits pressed against the glass, Mark’s cock stretching my pussy while Jake fed his dick into my mouth. They wrote about how tight I would feel, how loud I would moan, how they would take turns pumping loads into me until it dripped down my thighs.
My face burned but my panties were already soaked. I kept scrolling. Another file: “Sis Begs for Both Brothers.” They had me on my knees between them, begging to be used, telling them I had always wanted it. The details were specific—how I would lick Jake’s balls while Mark fucked me from behind, how they would make me swallow one load then ride the other until I came screaming their names.
I heard the front door open. My heart slammed. Mark walked in first, then Jake right behind him. They saw the laptop, saw my flushed face, and knew exactly what I had found.
“Shit,” Mark said.
Jake just stared at me, eyes dropping to the way my nipples were hard against my thin top. “You read them?”
I swallowed. “Yeah. All of them.”
Mark stepped closer. “And?”
My voice came out low and rough. “They made me wet as fuck.”
That was all it took. Jake grabbed me first, spinning me around and yanking my shorts down. My bare ass was out in the kitchen. Mark’s hand went straight between my legs, fingers sliding through my soaked pussy lips.
“Fuck, she’s dripping,” he growled. “You really like that shit we wrote?”
I nodded, pushing back against his hand. “Write more after you fuck me.”
Jake pulled his cock out, thick and already hard. He shoved it into my mouth while Mark dropped his pants and lined up behind me. No slow teasing. Mark slammed into my cunt in one thrust, stretching me wide open just like they had described in their stories. I moaned around Jake’s dick as Mark started pounding me, the wet slap of skin loud in the quiet house.
They didn’t hold back. Mark fucked me hard and fast, one hand fisted in my hair, the other smacking my ass. “This what you wanted, little sister? Both your brothers using your holes like in those stories?”
I tried to answer but Jake pushed deeper into my throat. I gagged and drooled down his shaft, eyes watering, but I didn’t pull away. I wanted it exactly like they had written it.
They switched. Jake took my pussy while Mark fed me his cock, still slick from my cunt. I tasted myself on him. They kept me bent over the table, passing me back and forth, calling me their filthy little sister slut. Every dirty line they had typed came true in real time.
Mark pulled out and pressed the head of his cock against my asshole. “You ready for both at once?”
I nodded, voice hoarse. “Do it.”
He worked his way into my ass while Jake stayed in my pussy.
The stretch burned and felt incredible at the same time. Once they were both buried inside me they started moving together, rocking me between them. I came hard, legs shaking, cunt and ass clenching around their cocks. They didn’t stop. They fucked me through it, grunting, telling me how tight I was, how they had jerked off to these exact fantasies for months.
Jake came first, flooding my pussy. Mark followed seconds later, pumping his load deep in my ass. When they pulled out I stayed bent over, cum leaking down my thighs just like in their stories.
I looked back at them, breathing hard. “Next time I want to read what you write about today.”
Mark grinned, already reaching for the laptop. “We’ll write it while you’re still full of us.”
Jake ran two fingers through the mess between my legs and pushed them into my mouth. “Clean up, sis. Then we’ll start round two.”
I sucked his fingers clean and smiled around them. The stories were only the beginning.
