AUTHOR: T. A. BEAU

TITLE: Naughty BDSM Session at the Music Festival With My Brother

SUBTITLE: A BDSM Brother/Sister Incest Erotica Short Story with BDSM (paddle, cuffs, open-mouth gag) and public fun.

Copyright © 2024 T. A. BEAU

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WORD COUNT: 4600 words

I stand in the crowd, swaying to the music and screaming the words of the song at the top of my lungs. Callie and Rita stand next to me, doing the same thing. We spent a lot of time planning our trip to the Desert Sunrise music festival and a lot of money, too, so I want to go all out and enjoy myself to the max.

“I love it here,” I say, smiling. It’s a hot summer day, and sweat runs down my body, even when I'm wearing only jean shorts and a crop top. The crowd surrounding me doesn’t help the heat go away, but I don’t mind it as long as I’m having fun.

“I’m so glad we got out of the city!” Callie supports my words. “I just wish there were more good-looking guys here.”

I just shake my head at her words, not even trying to hide my reaction. Whenever Callie goes out, she tries to find someone to have fun with, any kind of fun. As much as I support her desire to live her life to the fullest, sometimes it turns our trips into an episode of a show called “Callie’s sex adventures” instead of a friend’s trip.

“Don’t give me that face!” Callie says with annoyance, lightly slapping my ass. “It’s easy for you to act like this when you have a situationship at home. And you won’t even tell us anything about him.”

I feel my cheeks turn pink and not because of the heat. Callie hit just the right spot and she knows it. Yes, I have a guy at home I can fool around with. Yes, I don’t tell anyone about him, and for a good reason.

“A girl can have a secret, okay?” I say, trying to laugh it off. “Just forget about it and let’s enjoy the music.”

I turn to the stage again, only looking at the singer, but I can sense Callie’s eyes still on me, wanting me to spill the tea. There’s nothing I can do about it, so I just relax and try to not think about why I have to keep my situationship a secret from everyone.

As time goes by, all three of us feel tired and thirsty. We leave the hyped up crowd behind and head to the stands with the overpriced food and drinks. We split so each of us could buy the food faster. I walk to the line for criminally overpriced drinks and see someone familiar. It’s just the back of his head, but I still easily recognize him.

“Hey, Justin!” I say, walking to him. He and his friends are many people ahead of the line, and I hope I won’t get banished for barging in. My brother turns his head and looks at me. A smile instantly appears on his face, a secret smile only we know the meaning of.

“Hey, Olivia,” he greets me. “I didn’t know you were here.”

“Well, you ignore me when we are home so…” I just laugh it off. His friends, Sam and Tanner, are listening to us and I don’t want to reveal too much while they can hear. Justin and I agreed to keep our secret a long time ago. It’s not something I want advertised anyway.

“You should wait in line with us,” Sam says, grinning. He’s attractive in a somewhat innocent, boyish way, and each time we meet, he gives me subtle hints that he would be happy to share something more with me, but I can’t allow it to happen, or the situation would become too messy, too quickly. And he’s not my type anyway. My brother is.

“Well, I’m not getting to the back of this long line, that’s for sure,” I laugh it off.

We all get involved in small talk while we wait and I can’t help but keep looking at Justin. I still remember the day he walked in on me in the shower and fucked me against the wall, a hand against my mouth so our parents wouldn’t hear. It had been unexpected but thinking back, there were some subtle hints that he wanted me. I hadn’t given it much thought, but when my pussy wrapped and molded around his dick like it was made only for him, it all made sense.

Justin is tall, with dark hair and even darker eyes. He’s muscular, but in a subtle way that makes him look more attractive the more you look at him. People around him usually instantly fall in love with him because of his charm, and it works on me, too in secret-for better or for worse.

My brother looks at me again and I can feel myself melting, my skin heating up, as if it’s even possible under this merciless sun.

Sinful thoughts start to fill my mind and I’m not sure if they show on my face or if Justin just knows me too well, but he gets closer and puts his hand around my waist as if trying to hold me still. Then he moves behind me, his body pressed to mine just a little too close.

People around us are too focused on not missing their turn to get the drinks to notice that he starts slowly rubbing himself against my ass. My body turns hotter, my eyes are looking over the crowd to make sure that no one notices.

I push my ass back, not sure if I’m trying to make Justin stop or give him more friction. I’m worried about Sam, about the things he might see if he turns at the wrong time. But he doesn’t. He keeps chatting with me while looking forward, making sure we’re moving along with the line. That alone gives Justin more reasons to act more brazen.

He pushes us even deeper into the crowd so no one would notice his right hand slipping to my front, where he starts running his fingers over the top of my shorts, skimming over the open skin.

My breathing catches and I don’t know what to do.

Yes, it’s only a light teasing, but I can already tell where it’s going and I don’t want people around us to know what I do with my brother when we are alone. Trying to stop this, I sharply turn to face Justin and see a concerned look on his face.

“Are you okay?” he asks. I feel perfectly fine, but the way he acts might convince even me that I might not feel so great. “You look pale.”

“I ... I’m not sure,” I admit, feeling a little light-headed. I know that Justin’s closeness is the cause of my condition, but the people around us don’t need to know.

“Maybe it’s the heat,” Sam suggests, unknowingly helping Justin to continue the game. “You should lay down.”

I nod, feeling that I know where all of this is going.

“I’ll take you to my tent,” Justin says, knowing I wouldn’t stop him from doing it. “You can rest there and have some water.”

I smile, leaning onto him to show just how weak I feel.

“Thank you. I’ll just text the girls to let them know I’m all right. That I’m with you.”

“Hope you’ll feel better soon,” Sam still looks concerned. “Come join us later.”

“Of course, I’ll be there,” I give him hope before I leave with Justin.

I quickly text Callie and Rita to let them know that I’m all right, that I’m headed to lie down in Justin’s tent and their drinks won’t be coming. Justin pulls his hand off me as soon as the crowd hides us from his friends.

“And here I thought you’d at least wait until I get the drinks.” I look at him from the corner of my eyes as we move through the crowd away from the scene to where all the tents are located.

“Why wait when I already know what I want to do?” His smile is wicked and I love it. “Though if I knew you’d be here, I would’ve come better prepared.”

His words make me feel both excited and jealous. I’m excited about what’s waiting for me since Justin knew how to have a good time, especially when he had the right tools at hand, but I also realize that he planned to have that kind of fun even if he didn’t just meet me here. I know that feeling like this is stupid and unreasonable, especially considering the arrangement we have, but it’s not something I can help but feel.

I shake my head, trying to get rid of the unwanted thoughts and move on.

“You don’t share a tent with your friends, do you?” I ask, just to be sure. “It would be a shame if someone came at the wrong time.”

Justin gives me a wide smile. “You were never one to be scared of the audience.”

I feel my cheeks turn pink at his comment. I’ve discovered Justin’s deep love for having sex in public places. I was strictly against such things before, but now, I love it.

“True, but if we still want to keep this a secret, it might not be the best idea to get so risky,” I explain to him.

“You’re right as always, Olive,” he nods. “And here we are.”

Once I see his tent, I feel better about what will happen next. It doesn’t look flimsy or small, which is already a good thing. My only concern is that it is somewhere with high foot traffic, but I’m more than sure that the visitors of the festival are more than open to hearing people fuck in the middle of the day.

“Not fond of being horizontal?” Justin laughs, looking at my face. I just roll my eyes at him.

“An unusual position for us, that’s for sure,” I say. I can show that his jokes annoy me as much as I want, but that won’t change the fact that I will still get into that tent with him and give him everything he wants from me.

“We both like to try new things.” He has a dreamy smile on his face, as if thinking about all the times we have tried something new. He leans to unzip the tent and moves away to let me get inside first. “I’m sure we’re going to enjoy this one too.”