I Slept With My Brother の小説・ストーリー

“Huh? You got drunk again?” I took a glance at Fred and arched my brow in an embarrassed way. “I guess so.” Fuck! If that was the case, now I wonder what I have done, especially when I can't remember what I did. “Oh man, why do I have this feeling that you and my brother slept together?” I Immediately went wide in shock. “What the fuck man, what the hell are you talking about?” I asked with a fast beating heart. “I don't actually mean… Uhm, what I meant was, maybe you both shared a bed. My God, what were you thinking?”

In the center of the room lay a maroon rug with swirls of red and white, which matched the drapes on the window and the maroon comforter that laid on top of me in the king-sized bed. I could feel the warmth of the fireplace that sat comfortably between a grey brick wall in corner of the room. I didn’t recognize the room I was in, but I recognized who was in the room. He was curled up on a chair nearby the window; he looked as though he hasn’t slept all night. “Jonathan?” I said, my eyes growing wider as memories of last night played in my head. What have I done? He’s practically my brother. I had sex with my brother.

I haven’t seen my brother for the past year which is why I was so excited to meet him today but as soon as I entered the apartment that I shared with my boyfriend I stopped dead in my tracks with tears in my eyes, when I saw him fucking none other than my best friend Monique. They both were lying naked on my bed, with their moans echoing in the bedroom, the bedroom that I shared with my boyfriend Gabriel. “What the hell is going on over here?!” I cried and yelled out in anger and a heartbroken voice. “Oh my God, Juliet! What are you doing over here?” Gabriel pulled away from Monique in shock with his eyes opened wide as he stared at me while Monique sat there with a bitchy grin on her face,

There's no way I am getting out of the octopus grip of him, nor that I want to. I put him on my bed and slept cuddling with my brother To be continued...

she teased, clearly enjoying herself. Her words hit me like ice water, and I shot upright in bed. My heart skipped. Maddie… if only you knew. A hot guy did keep me up all night, your brother. Unless… God, what if that had only been another one of my dirty fantasies about him? But I did not have to question it for long. A solid, warm arm, tattoo and all, was resting heavy across my waist. My stomach twisted into knots. Oh no. This was not a dream. It was real. I had actually slept with my best friend’s brother. That officially made me the worst best friend on the planet.

We slip off to a quick post-coital nap. I guess I should tell you how this started not long ago. My sister Barbara, but Barbie to everybody, had a bad breakup. Because of her now ex, she found him fucking one of her friends in their bed. She screamed at them both so they knew she had caught them in the act. The bastard didn't even have the courtesy to stop, she told me later. She left and didn't look back. She left their apartment and called me, her big brother crying. I was there in my squad car in minutes and immediately took her crying into my arms. After she calmed down I put her in the car and took her to my place, she asked to stay with me to figure out what's next for her. Of course,

I pulled the covers up around me to cover my nudity. "You guys are fucking nuts!" she said, ignoring my protest and walking into the room. I looked back at Sammy. He was sitting on his ass now, his legs spread a bit. His big cock was soft and lying against his leg. And that is when I realized what I'd done. I'd just fucked my little brother. "Adrienne, please just go back to your room. I don't think this is a good idea," I said. She looked at me but her face was blank, like she wasn't registering it.

My dick was rock hard, but I didn't want to pull it out in case it messed up the moment I was enjoying so much with my brother's friend. Speaking of my brother, I looked at him in a corner of the phone screen as the camera was recording; he was completely asleep while his friend was masturbating his dick so close to me that I only needed to stretch my arm to be able to touch it or bend over a little to be able to put it in my mouth. If my brother knew what I was doing for his friend, he would surely get very angry and beat us both.

Instead, I was lying in a luxurious king-sized bed with grey silk sheets. And I was completely naked. "Oh my god," I gasped, shooting straight up in the bed. The memories of last night hit me like a high-speed train: Mark, Ruby, the rain, the whiskey… and Alexander. Shit. Shit. Shit. "I slept with Mia's brother!" I whispered in pure horror, clutching my head. "I slept with my best friend's terrifying, billionaire brother!" Suddenly, the sound of running water drifted from the master bathroom. He was in the shower.

The other side of the bed was cold, and the sheets smooth, like he didn't sleep there at all or like he'd gotten up hours ago. I pulled the blanket around myself and dropped my head into my hands and groaned. What have I done? What have we done? I slept with my ex's brother, my boss, the man I'd told to keep his distance. I let him carry me upstairs and undress me and touch me in ways I haven't been touched in years. I screamed his name. I actually screamed his name. I grabbed the glass of water on the stand and drank half of it, then set it down and pressed my palms against my eyes.