My Step Brother Fucked Me When Nobody At Home- Top And Unlimited 2026 - Afterdarktales
My name is Emily, I am a beautiful 28-year-old woman with fair and smooth skin, and a body that makes everyone sigh when they see me. I don’t have any children yet, and I live in my in-laws’ home in Texas with my mother-in-law and father-in-law, where the daily routine makes me feel even more lonely. My husband lives in Australia, caught up in the busy life there, and I lie here tossing and turning every night without him. Life feels empty without my husband, like an unfinished dream that will never be completed. The loneliness of every moment cuts me, and my desires remain suppressed.
A young, beautiful woman without a man to fuck has a worthless life; she’s deprived of the warmth of every moment, the craving for touch, and the deep satisfaction that only a man can provide. That was my situation. In the loneliness of day and night, I would caress myself, but I could never find the satisfaction that a real touch provides. In such circumstances, women lose their way; their desires force them to stray, and I too lost my way and did with my brother what siblings don’t do. But the heat and intimacy of that moment made me forget everything.
My step brother is 25 years old, young and strong, with a sparkle in his eyes that made him feel like a friend. When I was at my parents’ house, we had a good, friend-like relationship; we would talk for hours, laugh, and play, but never did a wrong thought cross my mind. The relationship was sacred, that brother-sister bond that is pure and spotless in society’s eyes. I can’t say that there was ever anything on my mind or his; we were just comfortable with each other. We were brother and sister, but also good friends who shared everything, big and small.
Time passed, the wheel of time turned, I got married and came to my in-laws’ home. I’m not getting support from my husband; every night the bed feels cold without him, and I miss the lack of physical touch. It’s not that he doesn’t love me—he does—we talk on the phone, but it feels like we’re talking through a telescope. I couldn’t go to Australia because I didn’t have a visa, so as soon as it’s ready, I’ll go. But until then, this loneliness is eating me up.
Life is very short, friends. You should seize the moment and live every moment because who knows what will happen tomorrow. Many times, to live life, you have to do whatever it takes. Who knows when something might happen that takes your life away? That’s why I’ve decided not to suppress my desires. I’ll get straight to my story, My in-laws had both gone to a relative’s house for a wedding, leaving all the household responsibilities to me. But in that solitude, I could feel the fire of my lust burning within me. I was all alone; the walls of the house seemed to stare at me, and every corner was filled with emptiness.
That day, my brother called from Texas station. “Di, I’ve reached Texas and I’m on my way.” Hearing his voice stirred a strange feeling in my heart, like an old fire was rekindling. I asked him, “You reached Texas from Norman and didn’t call me first? Why are you calling me now?” My voice was full of excitement, but something else was stirring inside me. He said, “I wanted to give you a surprise, so I came to Texas and called you. I’ll be home in half an hour.” And the thought of that surprise made me even more excited.
Friends, at the very moment my brother called, I was reading a brother-sister sex story on this very website. Those words fueled my imagination and sent a sweet tingling through my pussy. When I feel lonely, I read this story, stroke my body, masturbate, put my finger in my pussy, and quietly fall asleep, but today that finger didn’t feel enough—my skin was heating up and my breathing was quickening.
I was doing just that, but I got carried away. My fingers were caressing my pussy lips, wetness was spreading, and I was imagining someone was touching me. But when my brother called, I was overjoyed; his voice ignited my lust even more. I thought I would talk to my brother for hours, and I had already decided to go beyond the line. The walls of our brother-sister relationship were crumbling in my mind. I didn’t care about our relationship; I just craved that touch that would make me feel alive.
He came home in half an hour. The doorbell rang, and I rushed to open it. My brother was standing there; seeing his smile and his tired yet excited eyes, my breath caught. I immediately pulled him into my arms, then invited him inside and shut the door. His body pressed against mine, and I felt his warm breath on my neck. As soon as he came in, the first thing he asked was, “Where are Mom and Dad?” His voice was worried, but for me, that moment was even more arousing.
I told him they weren’t here, that they had gone to a relative’s place for a few days, and I thought that now we were alone, with no one to get in our way. I hugged him again, pressing myself against his chest, My breasts were pressed against his chest, and I felt his heart was beating fast. He said, “Oh, come on, I’m here for the next two or three days. You can hug me as much as you want, and if that still isn’t enough, you can even sleep with me. After all, your brother-in-law isn’t here with you.” His words sounded sweet to my ears, and I realized he was feeling something too.
I was so happy to hear her say that; she had read my mind. I wanted her to stay with me, to touch me. His mood seemed to be changing too; his eyes were roaming over my body. I felt like maybe today would be the day. A young woman and a young man alone with the door closed, no one to see. Even if we’re related by blood, what does it matter? If the brother is willing and the sister is willing, then surely no one would have a problem with it. When one of us was ready to kiss the other’s body, and our eyes met, it felt as if our lust had become one.
As soon as my brother called, I changed my clothes. I put on a dress with a sexy ugies. The front neckline was cut quite low, and my two big breasts were half-out. My breasts were round and full, and my nipples were hard. My hair was down and I had put on eyeliner; I looked very hot and sexy. The sway of my waist and the redness of my lips were alluring.
I looked at myself in the mirror; I looked like the goddess of sensuality. My skin was glowing and my eyes were full of lust. The moment that brother saw me in that state, his intentions changed. He was speaking lewdly, his gaze fixed on my breasts, and I saw his face flush. I asked him, “Would you like some hot coffee? I’ll make it right away.” My voice was soft and inviting. He said, “Bring it hot; the coffee here is always hot.” I replied, “I’ll bring something else, and whatever else is hot that I have, I’ll bring it to you.” His double-entendre comment sent a shiver through my pussy.
I said in a double entendre, “The hot stuff is for later,” and I lowered my eyes and smiled. As soon as I said that, he said, “Show me a little of what’s hot right now,” his voice was impatient, and he moved closer to me. I said, “Finish your coffee first, then I’ll show you, or you can taste it,” and with a sexy look, I went into the kitchen and brought him his coffee. While making the coffee, I was imagining how he would touch me.
We both drank the coffee; the warmth of the coffee made our conversation even hotter. We were making small talk, but our eyes were saying something else. As soon as we both put the cups down on the table, he said, “Show me some of that hot stuff.” His eyes were on my breasts. I stood up, spread my legs, and sat down in his lap, My dress had ridden up and my thighs were pressed against him. When my breasts came into view, he was stunned, but he quickly smiled at me.
He started staring at my boobs and grabbed both of them with his hands. The warmth of his hands seeped into my skin, and I shivered. I was overcome with lust too, so I immediately started kissing him. His lips were soft and warm, Our tongues met and the kiss deepened, his breath mingling in my mouth. My brother pulled me tightly toward him and began kissing my lips, his hands roaming around my waist, caressing my dress. My lust was raging; my pussy was wet, the wetness spreading into my panties, and I could feel my pussy walls contracting.
It was happening just the way I wanted, Our kiss grew deeper, his hands were now squeezing my breasts, rubbing my nipples with his fingers. I slid my tongue into his mouth and tasted him. I could feel his cock slowly hardening in my brother’s arms, the bulge in his jeans pressing against my thighs. I could feel his cock hardening against my hip; I felt its heat and firmness. I slid my hand down and grabbed his dick—it was so thick, its veins throbbing—and I stroked it until it grew even harder. I said, “Today I’m going to eat you,” my voice trembling with lust.
He asked, “How many days until your father-in-law arrives?” I said, “Three days,” and I thought those three days would be heaven. He said, “Then we’ll take our time for three days,” his eyes were sparkling and he held me even tighter. After that, he made me stand and take off my clothes. He then told me to sit down, unzipped his jeans, pulled out his cock, and told me to sit on it. But before that, he pulled my dress up even higher, He caressed my thighs, running his fingers over my panties where the wetness was clearly visible. He said, “Emily, you’re so wet,” and he pulled my panties to the side, touching my pussy lips with his finger, which made me shiver. “Ah… bro… touch me like that…” and he started moving it in and out, my pussy juices were on his finger and I started moving my hips.
I held his cock and guided it to my pussy, sitting down on it, but before I sat all the way down, I stroked his cock, licked his head with my tongue, gong… gong… gog… I made those sounds as I took it in my mouth. It tasted salty and warm. He groaned, “Ah, sis… suck it…” and I took it deeper, “ehh.. awww… huhhhhh… yupppp….. ohhhhhhhh myyy godddd….. ohhhhhh yeah…….My tongue was swirling around his cock, then I guided it to my pussy. His entire cock slid inside my pussy. Now I unhooked the hooks of my dress and bra from behind. My two big breasts were right in front of him. While he was fucking my pussy, he started drinking. My nipple was in his mouth; he was sucking it, biting it with his teeth. Ah… Oh brother… suck hard… my breasts were turning red.
He fucked my pussy hard, thrusting his nine-inch cock deep inside me. With every thrust, a slapping sound echoed, my pussy juices sticking to his cock. I started bouncing, taking his cock inside me, my hips swaying, My breathing grew faster, and I started moaning, “Aaaahhhhhh, Oooohhhhhh, Aaaah, Ooooh, Ugh, Ugh, Fuck me, harder, harder!” Every thrust was touching my depths, the pain and pleasure combined were driving me insane.
My eyes were closing, my lips had turned red, and my breasts had grown bigger and firmer. He started fucking me hard, and I too was slamming my ass back against his cock. His skin was rubbing against mine, sweat was pouring, and our breaths mingled. He fucked me on the couch for 30 to 40 minutes, then he laid me on the floor, lifted my legs, and started thrusting his thick dick into my pussy, mashing my breasts hard with each stroke. But before that, he licked my pussy with his tongue, ah… ehh… Ohh… brother… lick… suck my clit… gg… gg… His tongue was swirling inside, licking up the juices, then he started thrusting.
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My Step Brother Fucked Me When Nobody At Home- Top And Unlimited 2026 – Afterdarktales
He fucked me for about an hour and a half, then we both came together. His hot cum was flowing into my pussy. I shivered, “Ah… brother… fill me up…” We both went to the bathroom together and showered, soaping each other up under the spray of water, touched, kissed again, his hands on my pussy, my hands on his dick. Then after eating, we both fell asleep in the same bed, but before sleeping, we caressed and kissed each other again. At 4:00 PM, we had sex one more time, This time with even more foreplay, he was kissing my neck, whispering in my ear, “Emily, you’re so hot.” I licked his chest and sucked his nipples. That night he fucked me three or four times, each time in a new position—doggy style, missionary—every thrust sending waves of pleasure. For three days, he fucked me like crazy, and I enjoyed every moment. The heat, the touch, and the satisfaction gave me a new lease on life. I’m not worried about my husband; my brother is here for me. I can call him whenever I want, or I can just take time off and go to Norman myself.