All characters are 18+ and fictional. This story contains taboo/incest themes. If such content is not for you, please skip this story.
The house was eerily still as Mom zipped up her jacket, her eyes darting around the living room with that sceptical squint she always wore before a night shift. It was Saturday evening, and her job at the clinic meant she’d be gone until dawn. That left me, Emma, in charge of my four brothers—a recipe for trouble if ever there was one.
“Emma,” she said, fixing me with a stern look as she slung her purse over her shoulder. “I’m counting on you to keep things under control. No nonsense.”
“I’ve got it under control,” I replied, forcing a confident nod.
Her gaze shifted to Caleb, the eldest, who was slouched against the kitchen island, sipping a soda with a lazy grin. “Caleb, you’re supposed to be the responsible one. Act like it, please.”
Caleb flashed a charming smile. “Always, Mom. Don’t worry.”
She muttered something incoherent—likely a mix of exasperation and hope—before turning to the twins, Noah and Mason, who were sprawled across the couch, already plotting their evening. “You two, behave,” she warned.
“Yes, ma’am!” they chimed in unison, their smirks betraying their intentions.
Mom sighed, gave me one last pointed look, and headed out. The door clicked shut, and the silence lasted barely a heartbeat before Lucas, the second-oldest, burst through the back door, hauling a case of beers.
“Perfect timing,” Caleb said, his grin widening as Lucas plunked the case onto the coffee table.
“Thought we’d need some fuel,” Lucas said, popping open a can and tossing one to each of us.
I caught mine but set it down, raising an eyebrow. “Already diving into the chaos, huh?”
Noah laughed, cracking his can open. “Come on, Emma. Let’s have some fun for once.”
“What kind of fun?” Caleb asked, leaning forward with a mischievous glint in his eye.
Lucas sprawled on the couch, taking a swig. “How about a game? Something to spice things up. Everyone’s gotta play.”
I groaned, sensing the direction this was headed. “Can’t we just binge a movie or something normal?”
“Boring,” Mason shot back, tossing a cushion at me.
Caleb clapped his hands, clearly sold on the idea. “Alright, let’s do a truth game. Answer honestly, no dodging, no lies.”
I sighed, sinking onto the rug with my legs crossed. “Fine, but I’m not doing anything ridiculous.”
“We’ll see about that,” Noah said with a wicked grin.
The game started innocently enough. Caleb asked Lucas about his most embarrassing moment, and Lucas recounted a disastrous attempt at asking out a coworker, earning a round of laughter. I sipped my drink, starting to relax as the teasing stayed light.
But it didn’t stay light for long.
“Emma,” Lucas said, turning to me with a sly smile. “What’s something you’ve never told Mom?”
I froze, the weight of their stares pinning me down. “Um… I skipped a math exam once and told her I was sick.”
“Lame!” Mason groaned, chucking another cushion my way.
“Alright, fine,” I said, rolling my eyes. “I snuck out to a party last summer and didn’t get caught.”
That got a chuckle, but their eyes gleamed with curiosity, hungry for more. The questions circled back to me faster than I’d hoped.
“Emma,” Noah said, leaning forward with a grin that spelt trouble. “Who was your first crush?”
My cheeks flushed, and I fidgeted with my sleeve. “Why does that matter?”
“Rules are rules,” they all said, practically in sync.
I sighed, avoiding their gazes. “It was Tyler from biology class in Year 11, okay?”
The room exploded with laughter and teasing whistles.
“Tyler? The guy who always smelled like cheap cologne?” Caleb said, nearly choking on his drink.
“Shut up!” I snapped, tossing the cushion back at him.
Lucas smirked. “Still got a thing for him?”
“Absolutely not,” I said, though my defensiveness only fueled their laughter.
The questions grew bolder, and my brothers weren’t letting me off the hook. Hours later, we were all tipsy, the room buzzing with giddy energy.
“Hang on,” I slurred, pointing at them. “Why am I the only one getting grilled? You guys haven’t answered anything juicy!”
Lucas grinned, unfazed, and leaned back with a fresh beer. “Alright, Emma. Truth time. Ever been with more than one guy at once? You know what I mean.”
The question hit like a lightning bolt. The room went quiet, save for the faint crackle of the fireplace. Caleb shot Lucas a look, half-amused, half-shocked, while Noah and Mason burst into drunken giggles.
“Lucas, really?” Caleb said, shaking his head but laughing.
“What?” Lucas shrugged, his grin unrepentant. “It’s a fair question.”
My face burned, and I set my drink down with a shaky hand. “You’re an asshole,” I muttered.
“That’s not an answer,” Noah teased, his eyes glinting.
I tried to laugh it off, but their stares were relentless. “You guys are ridiculous.”
“She’s dodging,” Mason said, nudging Noah. “That’s a yes.”
I buried my face in my hands, mumbling, “Fine. Yes.”
The room went dead silent.
For a moment, no one breathed. Noah’s jaw dropped, Mason choked on his beer, and Caleb’s eyes widened in disbelief. Lucas, though, leaned back with a triumphant smirk, like he’d just cracked a secret code.
“No way,” Noah said, his voice high with shock. “You’re kidding, right?”
I shook my head, groaning. “Can we drop it now?”
“Not a chance,” Mason said, still coughing. “This is huge, Emma.”
“Okay, enough,” Caleb interjected, his tone caught between amusement and protectiveness. “Lucas, you didn’t have to go there.”
Lucas raised his hands, still smirking. “She answered, didn’t she? Respect.”
“Respect?” I glared at him, finally uncovering my face. “You’re such a jerk.”
He laughed, dodging the cushion I threw. “You know you love me.”
“I’m gonna strangle you,” I muttered, grabbing my drink and standing. “I need a break.”
“Oh, come on!” Noah called after me as I headed for the kitchen. “You can’t just drop that and bail!”
But Lucas wasn’t done. “Wait, Emma,” he said, his voice low and teasing. “Would you ever go bigger? Like, three or four at once?”
I froze, my hand on the fridge handle, my face flaming. The room erupted again, laughter and gasps filling the air.
“Lucas, shut up,” Caleb said, but his voice was more amused than stern.
“What?” Lucas grinned, leaning forward. “I’m just asking. She’s got… experience, apparently.”
I turned, my heart racing, and met their eyes. They were all staring, a mix of shock, amusement, and something else—something hungrier. My pussy tingled at the thought, and I cursed myself for it. “You guys are unbelievable,” I said, trying to sound defiant. “You think you could handle me?”
The air shifted, thick with tension. Caleb raised an eyebrow, Noah and Mason exchanged a glance, and Lucas’s grin widened.
“Handle you?” Lucas said, his voice dripping with challenge. “Is that an offer, sis?”
My breath caught, and I felt a rush of heat between my legs. “You’re all talk,” I shot back, my voice huskier than I intended.
Caleb stood, his expression a mix of concern and curiosity. “Emma, let’s cool it. This is getting… intense.”
But I was too far gone, the alcohol and their teasing igniting something reckless in me. “What if I’m not joking?” I said, locking eyes with Lucas. “What if I’m curious?”
The room went quiet again, the weight of my words sinking in. Noah swallowed hard, Mason’s grin faded into something more serious, and Caleb ran a hand through his hair, clearly torn.
Lucas leaned forward, his eyes dark with intent. “You’re serious?”
I nodded, my heart pounding. “I’m not scared. Are you?”
Caleb sighed, stepping closer. “Emma, we need to talk about this. Sober.”
“No,” I said, my voice firm. “I know what I want. All of you. Right now.”
Lucas whistled, his grin returning. “Well, damn. Didn’t see that coming.”
Noah hesitated, glancing at Mason. “We can just… chill, you know. No pressure.”
“I don’t want to chill,” I said, my voice low and steady. “I want this. But one rule—no anal. Got it?”
Caleb nodded, his jaw tight. “Alright. But we’re doing this upstairs. Not here.”
I led the way to my bedroom, my pulse racing. The stairs creaked under our steps, and the air was thick with anticipation. At my door, I turned to face them, their eyes locked on me, a mix of lust and uncertainty.
Lucas stepped forward, his grin predatory. “Let’s make this a night to remember.”
Noah licked his lips, his voice low. “So… how do we do this? Like, spitroast or what?”
Lucas took charge, his voice commanding. “Noah, sit on the bed. Emma, get on all fours and take care of him. Mason, you’re behind her. Caleb and I will wait our turn.”
I nodded, my body trembling with excitement as I crawled onto the floor, positioning myself on all fours. Noah sat, his cock already straining against his jeans. He unzipped, guiding my head toward his lap, his eyes burning with desire.
Mason knelt behind me, his hands sliding up my thighs, lifting my skirt to reveal my soaked panties. He tugged them down, groaning at the sight of my glistening pussy. “Fuck, Emma,” he muttered, his fingers teasing my folds.
I took Noah’s cock into my mouth, the salty taste flooding my senses as I sucked, my tongue swirling around his tip. Mason’s fingers dipped inside me, stretching me, making me moan around Noah’s shaft.
Caleb and Lucas watched, their cocks hardening as they took in the sight of their sister being shared. Mason replaced his fingers with his cock, pressing against my entrance and sliding in slowly, filling me with a delicious stretch.
“Fuck,” Mason groaned, gripping my hips as he thrust deeper. “You’re so tight.”
Noah’s hands tangled in my hair, guiding my mouth as he fucked my throat. “She’s so good,” he muttered, his voice strained.
Mason’s thrusts grew faster, his balls slapping against my thighs, the wet sounds of our bodies colliding filling the room. My pussy clenched around him, dripping with arousal as he pounded me.
“God, Emma,” Mason panted. “I’m not gonna last.”
“Don’t stop,” I gasped around Noah’s cock, the vibrations making him groan.
Mason’s thrusts became erratic, his grip tightening as he roared, spilling inside me. His cum mixed with my juices, dripping down my thighs as he pulled out, breathless.
Caleb stepped forward, taking Mason’s place. “My turn,” he said, his voice rough with need. He thrust into me, his cock thicker, stretching me further. “Fuck, you’re soaked,” he growled, slamming into me with relentless force.
Noah came with a shudder, his cum flooding my mouth. I swallowed, gasping for air as Lucas took his place, his cock hard and ready. “Open wide, sis,” he said, guiding my lips around him.
Caleb’s thrusts were brutal, his hands digging into my hips as he fucked me deeper. “You love this, don’t you?” he hissed. “Your brothers fucking you raw.”
“Mmph!” I moaned around Lucas’s cock, my body trembling with pleasure.
Lucas gripped my hair, fucking my mouth with slow, deliberate thrusts. “Such a dirty girl,” he muttered, his voice thick with lust.
Caleb’s pace quickened, his cock hitting every sensitive spot inside me. “Fuck, I’m close,” he warned, his thrusts growing desperate.
I came hard, my pussy clenching around him as waves of pleasure crashed over me. My screams were muffled by Lucas’s cock, my body shaking as Caleb roared, spilling inside me, his cum mixing with Mason’s.
Lucas pulled out of my mouth, stroking himself as he watched Noah take Caleb’s place. “I’m hard again,” Noah said, sliding into my dripping pussy. “Fuck, it’s so wet.”
Noah pounded me, his hands gripping my ass as he fucked me with wild abandon. My shirt was pushed up, revealing my bare breasts, and Lucas leaned down, sucking a nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking over the sensitive peak.
“Fuck, yes!” I cried, my body arching into his touch.
Noah’s thrusts grew frantic, his cock driving me to another orgasm. I squirted, soaking the sheets as he roared, cumming deep inside me.
Lucas took his place, spreading my legs wide to admire my dripping, cum-filled pussy. “Look at that mess,” he muttered, thrusting into me with a wet squelch. “Ready for me?”
I nodded, whimpering as he fucked me hard, his cock churning the cum inside me. His hands roamed my body, squeezing my breasts, and pinching my nipples as he pounded me into the bed.
“You’re ours now,” he growled, his thrusts relentless. “All of us, filling you up.”
I screamed, my body convulsing as another orgasm ripped through me. Lucas followed, his cum flooding my pussy, mixing with the others’ as he collapsed beside me.
Panting, I lay there, my body aching and satisfied. “Holy shit,” I gasped. “That was… intense.”
Caleb chuckled, wiping sweat from his brow. “No kidding.”
Lucas grinned, his arm draped over me. “Best game night ever.”
Noah smirked, pulling on his shorts. “You’re a fucking champ, Emma.”
Mason nodded, zipping up. “Didn’t know you had it in you.”
I smirked, pulling my panties back on, my legs shaky. “You’re all disgusting,” I teased, collapsing onto the bed.
Caleb leaned against the wall, watching me with a grin. “We might need a rematch sometime.”
“Underestimated you, sis,” Noah said, laughing.
Lucas winked. “Rest up, Emma. You earned it.”
I struggled to fix my bed, my body sore but buzzing with satisfaction. As I drifted off, I wondered if this was a one-time thing—or if we’d cross that line again. For now, I savoured the filthy, forbidden thrill of it all.