I never imagined my night would end up like this. I was excited to spend the evening with my boyfriend, just the two of us in his apartment. But things took a turn when I got stuck under the bed.
It all started as a silly game of hide and seek. My boyfriend and I were playfully chasing each other around his small apartment, giggling and making out in between. I thought it would be funny to hide under the bed and surprise him when he came looking for me.
But as I crawled under the bed, my skirt got caught on something and I couldn’t move. Panic set in as I realized I was truly stuck. I shouted for help, hoping my boyfriend would hear me and come to my rescue.
‘Help! I’m stuck!’ I cried out, my voice muffled by the bed.
But instead of my boyfriend’s voice, I heard someone else. ‘Well, well, well. What do we have here?’ It was a deep, familiar voice, but I couldn’t quite place it.
‘Please, help me! I’m stuck!’ I pleaded, my heart racing with fear and confusion.
Suddenly, I felt my panties being pulled down. I gasped, unsure of what was happening. Then, I felt a hard cock enter me from behind, thrusting into me with a force that took my breath away.
At first, I thought it was my boyfriend. I moaned and begged for more, enjoying the roughness of his touch. ‘Oh, yes! Fuck me harder! Harder!’ I cried out, my body responding to the pleasure coursing through me.
But as the intensity increased, I began to have doubts. This didn’t feel like my boyfriend. And then, I felt a hand reach down and free me from my entanglement under the bed.
My eyes flew open in shock as I saw my brother standing before me, a sly smirk on his face. ‘Surprise, little sis,’ he said, his voice filled with amusement.
I couldn’t believe it. My own brother had just fucked me from behind, and I had been begging for it. I felt a mixture of disgust and arousal wash over me. ‘What the hell? Why did you do that?’ I demanded, pulling my panties back up and glaring at him.
He just chuckled. ‘I couldn’t resist. You looked so hot and helpless under that bed. I just had to have you.’
I was outraged and embarrassed. How could he do this to me? To his own sister? But at the same time, I couldn’t deny the pleasure he had given me. I couldn’t help but feel a strange attraction to him.
As I tried to process everything, my boyfriend finally came into the room, looking concerned. ‘What’s going on? Are you okay?’ he asked, rushing to my side.
I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t tell him the truth, that it was my own brother who had just fucked me. So I just nodded and tried to act like everything was fine.
But from that moment on, things were awkward between my brother and me. I couldn’t look at him without feeling a mix of shame and desire. And every time I was with my boyfriend, I couldn’t help but think about the forbidden pleasure my brother had given me.
It was a secret I would have to keep buried deep inside, never to be spoken of or acted upon. But deep down, I couldn’t deny the thrill of that night, when I got stuck under the bed and my own brother gave me the ultimate pleasure.