"If I ever figure out what knob he was talking about... " Scott... Please... Stop? You're my... my... you're my brothER," Tracy said, fighting her own...arousal at the concept of her brother doing what he was doing. It was wrong to her, but incredibly erotic at the same time.But Scott wasn't fighting his newly discovered source of arousal at all. If anything, he was trying make it grow even more. Even though the idea was tempting to me, I really didn't want to encourage it while they were on my. Not enough to leave the dick, though...I've even done a youtube video telling the story for those of you interested. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aIv_C1jvd-UNext up is a guy I met online.To set up the story: I had recently come out of a decently serious relationship. I was past the upset part, past the crying, and getting past the pissed off stage. I guess you could say I was at the horny/missing the action/missing the sex stage. I was drinking heavily at the time, and all of my friends were. She was biting her lower lip playfully. I slowly tugged off the jeans and kissed my way up her left leg until I got to her cotton panty covered mound. I gripped the sides of the powder blue colored garment and took them off. Tasha was massaging her own tits heightening her pleasure. I then kissed my way up her right leg as I did the left. I traced tiny shapes and letters with my tongue all over her creamy calves and thighs. Once I was a breath away from her glistening slit, I opened her legs. ..'he went stone cold crazy'... Terrified I recoiled from them into a corner of the room. Bruce and Charlie took hold of my feet and d**g me across the floor and scuffling with me manage to get my clothes off. I new I did not want them to have sex with me willing or not. No matter what I did the two of them toyed with me, pulling on my cock or sticking their fingers into my anus. Daniel stood at the window gazing out into the night, finally Bruce turned me to my stomach and Charlie sat on my.