Eden Books Their Sister’s Cherry

Last year, I got the greatest gift for high school graduation: my twin big brothers, back in my life after going off the grid for five years.

They’re both divorced now, living as lumberjacks in a cabin in the mountains. The hard work has them looking hotter than I ever could imagine, and it’s love at first sight for me. They’re my destiny.

I’ve had two semesters to figure out how to get them. This is my one chance to make Devin and Lucas mine. I have the summer to win them over, and I’ve gone to extremes to fit what I think they like in their women. Since they can’t take their eyes off my chest, I think it worked. So all that’s left to do now is give them my cherry.

Incest Age Gap MFM. Enthusiastic consent from all parties. All characters 18+.

My words are all my own, but my covers are AI. I’m not a fan of generative AI in general, but no model deserves to be linked to this trash story.

Sample

In the setting sun, shirtless, doused in sweat, their jeans stained and tattered and hugging every muscle, their skin gold, my brothers take my breath away. They’re identical, mirror images of each other, but I can tell from the scowl that Devon is the one swinging the axe into the thick, strapped log while Lucas throws a pile of already split wood onto the pile.

Lucas makes my strained nipples tingle with pleasure as he pauses to dump the contents of his canteen into his mouth, letting the excess wash away the day’s grime in streaks down his chest. Devin makes my panties wet with the way he grunts with each swing. It’s a sound I imagine he’d make when he’s burying his cock deep in pussy. It’s the sound I imagine when I think about taking the axe from him and bending over the log, bearing my virgin pussy for him to obliterate that barrier and take what’s his, what he must know is his.

I’ve thought about it so hard this past year. There’s only one reason neither of them ever moved on and got remarried. Only one reason they vanished from my life for so long just to reappear at the perfect time, their bodies rebuilt as though just for me.

So I did the same for them.

The sun is behind them. I’ve played in this yard so many times that I know the sun is bouncing off the windows, making it impossible to see inside. The knowledge makes me bold enough to crawl off my bed and onto the floor in front of the window, to take my panties off and push my scrunchy top down, bearing my tits and pussy for them.

Neither of them react, of course, but I tell myself it’s because there’s nothing odd about this at all. This is how they expect me to be. This is the only thing they want to see on the other side of the window, their baby sister rolling a swollen nipple between her thumb and forefinger while she spreads her pussy lips wide for them to see how wet and ripe she is, how badly she needs their cocks to break her.

The massive log finally splits in half, and I swear my cunt shivers, wishing it was getting split in half by them, too. They each take a piece and break it down together, just like I want them to break me down. I straddle my clit with two of my fingers, getting them good and wet to rub up and down it briskly, making sure they can see that while yes, I masturbate, mostly of little fantasies I’ve concocted of the three of us these days, my virgin hole remains untouched by even my own fingers.