Naughty BDSM Session at the Music Festival With My Brother
T. A. BEAU
Naughty BDSM Session at the Music Festival With My Brother
T. A. BEAU
A BDSM Brother/Sister Incest Erotica Short Story with BDSM (paddle, cuffs, open-mouth gag) and public fun.
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WORD COUNT: 4600 words
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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.