My Brother's Friend Stayed Over
He slept on the couch, "just for one night." I came down at 2 AM in a tiny tank, no bra, and "tripped" onto his lap. "Jess, your brother—" he started. "He's asleep upstairs," I whispered, grinding slow. "This stays between us." The taboo of the forbidden friend, the brother none the wiser — that's my favorite drug.
I rode him on the couch, hand over his mouth so the walls wouldn't tell. "Your brother's friend is fucking you," I purred, and he came with my name, not my brother's, on his lips.
Wanna be the friend who stays over?
Middle
He left before breakfast. I kept the panties. More of my stories here →
I'm so wet right now just thinking about the couch — wish it was you.
End
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Ready for the neighbor? Only $1 a minute.