Risky Morning

The snowplow sound grew louder outside. Ryan was getting closer. My heart raced with fear and excitement as Ethan’s cum leaked down my thighs.

“We don’t have much time,” Ethan growled, pulling me into the bathroom. “But I need you again.”

He turned on the shower. The cold water hit our bodies, making me gasp. Ethan pushed me against the tiled wall, lifted one of my legs, and slammed his thick cock back inside my cum-filled pussy in one rough thrust.

“Fuck, you’re still so sloppy from my loads,” he groaned, pounding me hard under the water. His hips slapped against my ass. My breasts bounced wildly with every deep stroke.

“Harder, Ethan!” I begged, my voice echoing in the small bathroom. “Fuck me like you own me.”

He choked my neck lightly and fucked me faster. “This tight little pussy belongs to your brother’s best friend now. Say it.”

“I’m yours!” I moaned loudly. “I’m your dirty little secret!”

He rubbed my clit fast while railing me. I came hard, my walls squeezing his cock as I shook. Ethan followed right after, pumping another hot load deep inside me.

We quickly washed up and got dressed just as we heard Ryan’s truck pull up outside.

“Act normal,” Ethan whispered, kissing me hard one last time.

Ryan walked in, shaking snow off his jacket. “Damn, that storm was crazy. You two okay? I was worried the whole way back.”

Ethan smiled smoothly. “We’re good, bro. Ava stayed warm the whole time.”

I felt Ethan’s fresh cum leaking into my panties as I smiled at my brother. “Yeah… everything was fine.”

Ryan looked at us for a second longer than usual, but then shrugged. “Good. I brought some supplies. Let’s eat.”

The three of us sat at the kitchen table. While Ryan talked about the bad roads, Ethan’s hand slid under the table and rested on my thigh. His fingers slowly moved higher, pushing under my skirt.

I bit my lip hard as he rubbed my cum-soaked pussy through my panties. Ryan was right there, eating and talking, completely unaware that his best friend’s fingers were teasing his sister’s dripping cunt.

“You’re so wet again,” Ethan whispered when Ryan went to the fridge. “My cum is still inside you.”

I squeezed my thighs together, trying not to moan. The risk made everything feel ten times hotter.

The whole day became a dangerous game. Every time Ryan turned his back, Ethan would grab my ass, pinch my nipples through my shirt, or slide a finger inside me. I was constantly wet and aching.

At night, Ryan crashed on the couch again. The moment his breathing became steady, Ethan pulled me into the bedroom and locked the door.

“On your knees,” he ordered.

I dropped down and took his thick cock into my mouth. I sucked him eagerly, gagging quietly as he fucked my face. Ethan held my hair and groaned softly.

“Good girl. Sucking your brother’s best friend’s cock while he sleeps ten feet away.”

He pulled me up, bent me over the bed, and slammed into me from behind. He fucked me hard and deep, one hand over my mouth to keep me quiet. The bed creaked slightly, but we couldn’t stop.

“Take this cock,” he growled in my ear. “This forbidden pussy is mine.”

I came hard, biting his hand. Ethan filled me with another load right after.

We barely finished when Ryan’s voice came through the door.

“You guys awake? I heard noises again.”

My heart stopped. Ethan was still inside me.

“Just the storm, bro,” Ethan answered calmly, slowly thrusting into me. “Go back to sleep.”

Ryan left. The second the footsteps faded, Ethan fucked me even harder.

“That was too close,” he groaned. “But you got so much wetter when he was at the door.”

He railed me through another orgasm before filling me again.

The snowstorm outside was slowing down. But the storm between us was only getting stronger.