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Weekend getaway with big brother and his friends. Part 1

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A story of how I went on a weekend getaway with my brother and his friends.

My name is Elise, this is a story of how my brother took me along on a rampant sex-getaway with his friends.
I’ve been a control freak all my life, suppose I got it from my mom, I have to mention this ability to take control has helped me a lot in life, I exceeded in school, sports, even learned how to play the piano. On a downside this need to be in control meant that I missed out on a lot of social interactions, since people can hardly be controlled, this knowledge will come handy later. This also meant I was stubborn, I mean I’m stubborn even now but back then, it was something else, you’ll have to understand when I took something to heart I was determined to see it through, come hell or high water, this is also important to know.

For my sexuality it is how they say, someone who is controlled and dominant in real life is likely to be submissive in bed, and I was, even though I didn’t have a lot of guy interaction I always liked the idea of losing control, or rather giving it up in bed. My big kink was humiliation. Know those dreams where you’re in front of a crowd and you have no clothes on? Those were my wet dreams. I think it started when I was little, my dad and I used to go swimming in the local pool, and how he brought me along to the mens changing room because I was too young to go to the womens all by myself, I saw alot of cock there, I never really could look away, even though my dad said not to, I still sneaked a peek, I wasn’t feeling any tingling, it was just curiosity but safe to say mental pictures were taken. I have never been someone who could act on my humiliation kink though, sure I went to school a few times without wearing panties but I was wearing jeans on top, even then though it got me wetter than a water slide. I also loved big dicks, it was something with how the made women submit, and I wanted that. Cut, uncut, my mental snapshots always worked, and I did try my best to find new material on the internet or magazines. My first boyfriend didn’t have a big cock, at 13 though he managed to poke me so I was no longer a virgin, that relationship didn’t last long, after that came my period of dryness, which lasted until my brother took me out.

I’m a skinny girl, about 5’3, I stopped growing when I was 13, luckily my breasts didn’t, I was almost a C cup when by 15, nice and perky, perfect. My body was toned since I worked out a ton, I was playing(still am) volleyball – I know, a tall girl sport but as I said, I was determined. My hair is black as ebony, , slightly wavy, rather long, combined with my short stature I’m pretty sure it was almost to my waist, but I always wore it tied up. My eyes are rather large and hazel in colour, in regards to hair and eyes my brother also shares the same features, hair dark, though cut short, there’s no step-mistaking here. I have a small nose and lips, my head is small in general. My stomach is flat, though back then I had a hint of abs, nothing muscly but when I tried I could make it show a small bump. Down there I keep it neat, my pussy is a bit of an innie, not crazy but I got some lip. Right now I keep a landing strip but back then it was as bald as bald gets, the hair didn’t really grow how I wanted, so I shaved it, and waxed it, even though I wasn’t getting any action. My butt was pretty small, lets say the if I could ask Santa for one thing it’d be a slightly bigger butt, at least it wasn’t a long back since I worked out. I have a thigh gap, even though my legs were strong, and well built.

My relationship with my brother pre-coitus was warm, though teasing, he and his friends used to call me “Lezzy”, referring to me as a lesbian, this infuriated me and always got a reaction, I guess that’s why they called me that. Young me actually thought they thought I was a lesbian(that was a bad thing to be in our household, which was rather conservative). In my defence I wasn’t seeing any guys, having any dates, or male friends in general, so that’s why I thought they were really thinking it, when in reality they just wanted to get a rise out of me. At least I could count on him, and I wanted to think he could count on me. Oh, and we did not to anything sexual, since he lived in another town I probably missed out on a lot of experimenting.

It happened when I was 15, it was about 2 weeks after my birthday, which is in May. In our family my birthday is celebrated for more than what it is, for us and the extended family it marks the beginning of summer, so we all get together, mingle, eat good food and so on. My brother lives in another town, he really ever came to visit on Mom’s birthday(August), on Christmas and on my birthday, that’s when he usually took vacation days from work and stayed in his old room. My brother is older than me, 9 years older to be exact. During my birthday he stayed the longest, sometimes up to a month, he and his pals had this tradition of an annual getaway weekend, where they in their own words got together, fished, grilled and drank beer, it was a tradition started to help relax before or after exams, and they just made it a tradition. It wasn’t just a relaxing weekend though, as I learned when he told me the truth, it might have started out as one but it became a weekend of releasing sexual tension, the friends had wives, my brother had a girlfriend but once a year they hired a hooker to accompany them and for a weekend straight they let out all the sexual frustrations on her. Anyway, I’ll tell you how, I, the 15 year got involved with my own brother’s sex crazed getaway. It was a Tuesday, I was back from my volleyball practice was hanging out in my room, reading a book, when suddenly I hear a knock, I knew it was Kevin since Mom and Dad never knocked.

“Come in” I say as I put my book down, he opens the door.
“Hey Lezzy, what’s you up to?” he says, happily, he always was a happy person so nothing to suspect here, though he fucking called me Lezzy, and that got me going.
“Stop fucking calling me that, I’m not a lesbian” I was getting riled up.
“Cool down sis, I mean I haven’t seen you with any boy, like ever, and in your age now..” he goes, I cut him off.
“You want me to call a guy over and watch us?” I say, bluffing obviously, I didn’t know any guys.
“Sure, call him over, I’d live my little sister to get some action, would loosen you up” he says, what an easy bluff to call, now when I think back.
There’s an awkward silence, until I finally have to admit I was bluffing, “There’s no guy..” I say, looking down, embarrassed that at 15 I have no guy friends.
Unbeknownst to myself however I fell right into his trap, he knew what I was gonna say before I said it, he comes closer to me, and sits beside the sulking me. “It’s okay, I mean we could test you..” he says, comforting me.
This obviously raised a red flag, “What do you mean ‘we’?” I ask as I look up to him.
“Well, Michael, Oliver and Jay also think you’re a lesbian..” he says calmly.
I ponder for a moment, I already don’t like where this is going but curiosity is getting the best of me. “W..what do you mean ‘test’?” I ask, stuttering.
“You could come with us this weekend, we’ll take you for a spin, if you like it you’re not a lesbian and we’ll have to stop calling you Lezzy, if you dislike it maybe you are..” he says as I cut him off again.
“Take me for a spin?” I ask for clarification, even though I know what it means.
“We’ll fuck you.” my brother says calmly, not mincing words.
This sends a shiver from my toes to my clit and through my spine, being that age hearing the word ‘fuck’ in a sexual context is enough, but he was referring to fucking me, his little sister. I start blushing, hard, I think the hardest I had blushed till this point, all whilst looking him in the eye, I then look down and gather the last air I have to form a sentence.
“What do you mean ‘we’? You’re my big brother, people go to hell for this” I say, somehow I managed not to stutter a word there.
“Lesbians go to hell too, if you fuck your brother, noone can ever say you’re a lesbian” he had an answer. This fucked with my mind, I didn’t really believe in all that Jesus stuff but I did attend church, it crashed my brain. The tone which he said it in made it sound so logical. He sees me processing, and after a few moments pats my head.
“Anyway, let me know if you’re interested, goodnight Lezzy” he says as he starts to leave.
Here’s that fucking nickname again, it rebooted me.
“Wait!” I say, he stops in his tracks. I couldn’t believe the words that came out of my mouth next. “I’ll come with you.” I blurt out, looking at him, this causes him to turn around.
“You sure? We do thorough tests, so you’ll have to do what we say, and you have to either enjoy it or pretend well enough to enjoy it, if you’re not up to it we’ll keep calling you Lezzy.” he says, not wanting to force me.
“Yes, I’m sure, but you have to stop calling me Lezzy” I say, thinking to myself that somehow I’m getting the better deal.
“Alright, I’ll let them know” he says as he reaches out his hand to shake on it, “but you’ll have to do what we say” he emphasizes the part. I shake on it.
“Show me your tits” he says, and like an automatic function that had been programmed into me I lift my top up for him, showing my perky tits.
“Relax, you’ll start on Friday”, he chuckles as I hold my top up, I quickly bring it down, “Asshole..” I say, looking away.
“You’ll be a good girl, goodnight Elise” he says as he leaves.
Something about my own brother calling me a good girl made me tingle.
Wednesday and Thursday passed, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I was scared, I still didn’t fully understand how could I have said yes to what is essentially a fivesome, with guys about 10 years older than me, and one of them being my own big brother. Though there was a part of me that couldn’t wait for all the depravity and humiliation they were gonna put me through, how at 15 years old I was going to get my tight snatch violated by four grown men. I was thinking whether they’d be big or small, cut or uncut, how big would their balls would be, would they be hairy or shaved and what else would they have me do in addition to what I considered making me a woman. I tried remembering as much information I could about his friends.

Kevin – my big brother, a part of me was hoping he’d let his friends take me, another part wanted me to commit incest, and for him blow his load deep into me. I now regretted that I hadn’t taken a peek at him when I had my chances as I had no idea what was coming
Michael – for me, he was the wildcard, I didn’t exactly know what he was doing, just that he had a wife and a kid
Oliver – A skinny guy, has a lot of tattoos, has a tattoo shop downtown, he was rather quiet and when he did talk very soft spoken, he constantly had different girlfriends, at least that what the guys said.
Jay – he’s the black one of the group, rather sporty, regarding cock size I was afraid of him the most, even though I never saw it, he was also married

This next part is somewhat of what kind of a conversation was going on between the guys, I wasn’t a part of it but I know the bullet points, so I’ll try my best to recreate it. This was before my brother came to talk to me.

Monday morning the guys get together at Jay’s work, he’s a coach and he’s coaching the local schools track and field team. “Alright, what was the big news, that we all had to come here for?” Michael said, annoyed. “Guys, the weekend is off, or we’d have to do actual fishing” Kevin says, and waits, “Amy jumped ship” he announces, and you could see the disappointment. “Why? What happened? If she wants more money we can pay her” Michael says, as Oliver is contemplating. “It wasn’t about the money, she somehow found out what we did to Becca last year, and then Gina the year before that, and says she’s out, no amount of money will convince her.” Kevin sighs, “Just hire another one then?” Michael goes, sounding like he really needs that weekend. “We can’t hire some random girl” Oliver intervenes, “He’s right, if they talk we could be in real trouble” Jay says, “What if we do her and she finds out I have a wife?” he raises a point. “We need someone we can trust” he adds. “It took us months to find Amy.” Kevin says. “Unless we want some old hag we’re in shit” Kevin adds. “Teens these days value themselves too much” Oliver says, pondering, looking at the distance. “Fuck, fuck fuck..” Michael goes a bit further to vent. “Guys, I’ll try to find someone, what’s your upper age limit?” he asks Jay. “Anything under 20 and we’re in business” he says. “20 is young, I don’t think I can get that young.” He says. Michael comes back, calmer now. “Just get someone, older perhaps, just make sure she’s hot” he says to Kevin. “I’m not gonna be nice this year, I need a release” he says, as he leaves. “Well, I guess that’s that, I’ll see what I can do but ask around guys, we need this tradition to continue.” He says as they disband.
Fast forward to Friday, they don’t know what’s going all, all they know is that the weekend is on. Oliver pulls in front of our house, it’s not a huge van, but has 7 seats, the windows are not tinted, it’s sitting a little lower as it’s his baby and he has modified the suspension, the problem with that is that you can pretty easily see inside. My brother comes up to my room, to see what I’m wearing, I’m wearing jeans, a blouse and a leather jacket. “What are you doing?” He asks me, “I’m getting ready?” I say, confused. “Wear a dress, we need easy access to you” he says. “What..?” I say as I’m a bit confused of what he meant. But I do obey as it’s Friday, I pick a dark summer dress, pretty light, pretty short. I also pack my suitcase for some other things I’d need. Meanwhile my brother runs down to the car. He gets into the first seat. Oliver is driving, Jay is sitting in the back and Michael at the very back. “Alright, where’s the girl, and who did you get?” Oliver asks. My brother doesn’t answer him, “Earth to Kevin” Michael sees him quiet. “Jay looks out the window and sees me coming. “Hey, Lezzy is bringing you some more stuff” he says as I come out with my suitcase. “Noone call her Lezzy” he says, he’s still a bit embarrassed that he’d done his little sister like that. The moment he says that however the guys realize, a silence falls over the car. “No fucking way” Michael says, “No fucking way…”. Then the flood gates open and questions start flowing – “Are we going to fuck your sister?”, “Are you going to fuck her?”, “Isn’t she like 14?”, “How did you get her to agree?”, “How much did you pay her?”, the questions keep coming. Finally Kevin snaps, “Shut the fuck up guys, she’s 15, we are going to fuck her, I am going to fuck her, I didn’t pay her anything, she says she’s going to let us do whatever we want to her, and will obey our commands and whatever you do, do not call her Lezzy.” A silence falls again, Michael from the back asks, “Can I call her a brotherfucking whore?” he hits. Kevin sighs, “After I fuck her you can call her a brotherfucking whore” he answer calmly. “This is fucked up..” Oliver finally says it, it doesn’t process really since I’m already knocking at the window, wanting someone to open the back door. Oliver quickly gets out as it’s awkward as fuck. He comes to me and asks, “You okay with what we’ll do to you?” carefully confirming. “Yes.” I answer as he opens the door and I put my luggage there. He opens the passenger door to me and I get to sit next to Jay. Usually they’d be all over the girl quickly but there’s tension in the air. “Hey guys” I say, cheerfully. “Just drive” Kevin says to Oliver. A few minutes pass as we leave our neighbourhood, the guys still aren’t saying a word. I feel the tension, as I notice the condom bowl in the leg area of the back seat. “That’s a lot of condoms” I say to break the ice. “Elise, push down your dress” Kevin says, “What? Now? There’s traffic” I say, he gives me a look that reminds me of the deal and shuts me up. I push my dress down all the way to my waist. As I expose them I see all of them watching, I blush some, suddenly I feel hands coming from the back, they grope me. “Fuck it, I need to blow” Michael says as he fondles my left breast with one hand and jerks his cock with his left, I feel the cold sensation, as I look to my right I see jay taking out his cock aswell. It’s not as long as I though it would be, roughly 5 inches, but it’s really thick, almost a Coke can. His balls are huge aswell, and he’s shaven, and looks pleasant. I’m mesmerized, all those cocks I’ve dreamt of and at the first larger one I freeze, and unbeknownst to me bite my lip. “She wants it, she bit her lip” Oliver notes, and he’s not wrong, I do want it. “How many cocks have you sucked, little whore?” Jay asks me. I snap out of it, being called a little whore turns me on, I smile. “I haven’t sucked anyone..yet” I say as my eyes are fixed on the cock. “You’re not a virgin, are you?” Michael asks, “No, I had a boyfriend once” I say, still looking at that black monster of a cock. Jay lightly lifts my hand on his shaft, and I grab it. “Some of the guys are gonna fuck your face, for your first I’ll let you suck it, baby girl” he says. As amateurishly as possible I instinctively reach for it, my seat belt stops me, Michael quickly releases it. I had seen porn before and knew I had to put the theory to use as I started kissing his shaft, his balls, finally his tip. I put my lips around it, whereas Michael would have pushed my head down to reach my throat Jay let me do my thing. I start sucking on it hard, with his meat in my mouth I feel in control, I’m down there for what feels like forever, sucking on it, massaging his balls with my hand. I’m on my fours as I feel my skirt go up, someones accessing my back. Suddenly I feel a hand caressing my butt, I tremble as his hand grazes over my lips, I feel a finger enter into the slit, this one touch felt like more pleasure I have ever gotten before, “One finger..” Michael says, “You know we’ll break her, right?” He says to Kevin. I can suddenly feel the cock in my mouth twitching, Jay is cumming, I can’t believe I sucked the cum out of a cock as I pull away, this puts me in splatter range as Jay blows his load all over my face, rope after rope. He also grabs my hair at this point to make sure I don’t move. He aims up a bit and shoots about 3 ropes of thick white cum into my black hair. “I’m gonna cum aswell, get here” Michael says as he pushes the middle seat down and grabs my hair, dragging me to his cock. As I face it it’s definitely longer than Jays, though not as thick, his balls are also smaller, he is cut. “Take a deep breath, babygirl” he says as he aims for my mouth. He just forces it through my lips, I can already feel his cock pulsing so he’s about to cum. I feel is cock entering me, I let him in my mouth easily, however he just keeps pushing. He pushes it almost all the way in, until he hits my throat barrier, he then starts moving my head as I start struggling. Jay grabs me and holds me in place, Michael finally gets balls deep into me. I feel him pulse a few times, he’s cumming into my throat, as he’s pulling out he’s still cumming, making me choke on his cum, exactly what he wanted to happen. As he lets me go I start coughing, most of the cum went into my throat but some coming out of my nose. “She didn’t even gag” Michael says, as he falls down on the back seat. I instinctively want to clean my face as Jay grabs my hand and stops me, “We making the stop?” he asks Oliver, who then looks at Kevin, he nods.
“What stop?” I ask as I’ve recovered some. Even though I was violated in my mouth curiosity gets the best of me and I even smile.

Thank you for reading, this is fiction, all of it.
Also this is my first attempt at storytelling, English is not my first language, feedback is appreciated.

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  • Reply So17isalegend ID:5qkujj5q6ib

    Very nice. Thank you