The house was quiet except for the low hum of the AC and the occasional creak of old floorboards. Sarah, twenty-three and home from college for the weekend, padded downstairs in just a thin tank top and panties, thinking everyone else was asleep. She didn't hear her older brothers until it was too late.
Mark grabbed her from behind, one thick arm locking around her waist, the other clamping over her mouth. "Don't scream," he growled in her ear, his breath hot. "We've been waiting for this." His cock was already hard, pressing against her ass through his jeans. Jake stepped out of the shadows, grinning, already unzipping.
Sarah's eyes went wide. She tried to twist free, but Mark was bigger, stronger. He shoved her face-down over the kitchen table, yanking her panties aside. "Look at that tight little cunt," he muttered, fingers roughly spreading her. "Been thinking about this since you turned eighteen." Two fingers shoved inside her dry, making her gasp against his palm. Jake laughed low and dirty, stroking his thick cock right in front of her face.
"Open up, sis," Jake ordered, slapping her cheek with his dick. When she kept her mouth shut, Mark twisted her arm behind her back until she yelped.
Jake pushed in, fucking her throat in short, brutal thrusts while Mark worked her pussy open with his fingers, adding a third, then forcing his own cock against her entrance. No lube, no warningjust the blunt head stretching her as he slammed home in one thrust.
Sarah choked around Jake's cock, tears stinging her eyes. Mark pounded her from behind, the table scraping across the floor with every rough stroke. "Fuck, she's tight," he grunted. "Take it. This is what family does." Jake pulled out of her mouth only to slap her face again, then thrust back in, deeper, using her like a toy while his brother railed her cunt.
They switched places after a few minutes. Jake hauled her up and bent her over the counter instead, spreading her ass cheeks. "Ever had it here?" he asked, not waiting for an answer before spitting on her hole and shoving two fingers in. Mark held her down, feeding his cock back into her mouth, making her taste her own pussy. Jake worked his dick into her ass slow and mean, inch by inch, until his balls rested against her. Then he fucked her hard, the wet slap of skin loud in the kitchen.
Sarah's protests turned into broken moans despite herself. Her body betrayed her, pussy clenching around nothing while Jake wrecked her ass and Mark used her throat. They didn't stop when she came the first time, shaking and gagging. They just laughed, flipped her onto her back on the table, and kept going. Mark took her ass next while Jake fucked her pussy, both of them stretching her at once, filling her completely. Cum leaked down her thighs when they finally pulled out, only to push back in and keep using her.
Hours later, when they were done, they left her sprawled on the table, cum dripping from every hole, legs shaking too hard to stand. Mark leaned down and kissed her forehead like it was nothing. "Same time tomorrow," he said. Jake just winked. Sarah lay there panting, body sore and used, already knowing she'd be waiting.
