Thanksgiving Feast ‘n Fuck With My Best Friend’s Brother – #Erotica

Basted, stuffed and dressed by my friend's brother.  Happy Thanksgiving!

My best friend Payton had always come over for Thanksgiving. It has become a tradition over the years for many reasons. This year it seemed her brother was visiting town and would be joining her at my house for the weekend. I was kind of excited when I heard, I hadn’t seen Justin in years, and truth be told, I had always had a bit of a crush on him.  Having just finalized a divorce after a lengthy separation, I was starting to look at men in ways I hadn’t in years. I noticed it at the store the other day when standing over the produce; a handsome guy caught my attention. Also, when I heard the news about Payton bringing her brother Thanksgiving dinner. This unexpected flutter in my heart and tummy simultaneously at the thought of seeing him, even though he and I had never had anything together other than friendship through Payton. I knew that he had been single for a while as well, which made it even more appealing. It was Thanksgiving, and I was hungry, but not just for turkey!  Get yourself together, Becca! You cannot sleep with your best friend’s brother at your family’s Thanksgiving dinner! I said to myself as I chopped and prepared things for the following day.

I picked my glass of white wine up and took a swig and turned on some lively music to distract myself from the sexual thoughts that were parading through my head like an army, determined to win. I smiled as I stirred sauces and chopped vegetables, thinking of how cute Justin used to be when I would hang out with Payton at her house in high school. I dozed off that night, excited to greet my best friend, her brother, and the other friends and family coming.  I woke up early and got in a nice workout before heading upstairs for a shower which I would spend extra time indulging in. I sprayed strawberry-scented shaving cream between my legs and sat down on the side of the tub with a razor to make myself ultra-smooth and pretty. In my mind, I was already sleeping with my friend’s brother for Thanksgiving! I hoped he was going to be on board. Perhaps it was my hormones or the fact that I hadn’t had sex in a really long time, but the moment I heard he was coming to Thanksgiving dinner, I fantasized about him basting me!

I giggled at the ridiculousness of my thinking when I envisioned everyone sleeping upstairs and Thanksgiving leftovers being flung from the kitchen counter and being feverishly replaced with my body and his! They would be spending the night because they had a 3 Hour’s drive back home, and it was just part of the Thanksgiving tradition for Payton to spend the weekend with me. We’d put up holiday decorations and drink wine all weekend, and I was really looking forward to this! I wasn’t trying to plot against my best friend to sleep with her brother, but I did know that my best friend was a lightweight! Not only could she not stay awake after two glasses of wine, but she was also an early bird who went to bed by 10 PM every night. This would give Justin and me plenty of time to get caught up and hopefully do some other stuff too. I sprayed some perfume on my cleavage and slipped on a pair of sexy sheer black panties and a matching bra. Every part of me was smooth and rubbed down with floral-scented lotion.

My long sleeve red cotton dress would be just the perfect choice for this holiday! It was festive and graceful, and men loved how I looked at it! With my lips painted cherry red to match my dress, I popped downstairs to hear the first two cars pulling in. “Payton. My God! I missed you so much! I’m so happy you’re here!” I squealed excitedly to my best friend before approaching her brother behind her to hug and greet him as well. “Happy Thanksgiving, Justin! It’s so good to see you again too! Please, both of you, come in and make yourself at home.” I said with an arm guiding them towards the family room; the fireplace was crackling, and the smell of delicious food filled the room. Thanksgiving dinner was so perfect, and the company for it was even better. This was just what I needed right now! A good group of friends and family to surround me and a delicious meal to take my mind off life’s issues.

Dinner came and went, and so did all my guests. One by one, they hugged me and headed out. And just as I thought, my dear sweet best friend Payton was yawning and barely able to keep her eyes open by 9:45. “I hope you guys don’t mind, but I am going excuse myself to head up to bed,” Payton said, kissing her brother good night on the top of his head and hugging me on her way up the stairs.  “You two don’t stay up too late! Happy Thanksgiving!” She said with a smile and a wink before disappearing for the night. “So…. I guess it’s just you and me, Justin! You want to watch a movie or something?” I asked him, hoping it would turn into him and me under a blanket, feeling each other up like teenagers.  My friend’s brother agreed, and we picked a movie and settled in next to each other on the couch. Before I knew it, we were somehow scooting closer and closer to one another, and Justin’s hand was near my thigh.

“I have a little Thanksgiving confession to make, Becca,” Justin said, whispering into my ear as if we were in a movie theater full of people. I swallowed hard, and my heart began to pound! “I’ve always had such a crush on you, and when I heard that you were single, I planned a trip to see my sister so I could tag along to your annual dinner and see you too. I get the feeling, by the way that you’ve been looking at me all night, you feel the same way?” He said in a sexy but questioning type tone. I didn’t speak a word. I turned my head toward him, and the chemistry took over. My head turned to the side, and we immediately engaged in a passionate kiss. My friend’s brother’s tongue felt so amazing, twirling around my mouth. His hands felt even more amazing, roaming my body in places that had been touched in some time. Old feelings of high school-type excitement kicked up inside me like a blazing inferno. I hadn’t felt anything like this in so many years and wanted more.

“I know I probably shouldn’t be fucking my friend’s brother on Thanksgiving night while she sleeps upstairs, but you are making it very hard to resist doing so,” I said with my head back as his lips planted kisses up and down my neck and toward my breasts. That was the last thing I remember before I was swept up in his arms and underneath his weight on my couch. My clothes were removed almost magically, and my legs were open and ready to feel him inside of me. With the base of the movie booming around us and the soft blanket pulled over us, I grabbed his hips and guided him inside my soft, welcoming wetness. God, his cock was amazing! Had I known this, I probably would have fucked him long ago! The thickness stretched me, and the length tapped my G-Spot in the most perfect ways!  “You feel so good, Becca! I have wanted this for so many years!” Justin said between grunts of pleasure in and out of me.

I ran my hand lightly over the side of his face and came up for a deep kiss, affirming that I, too, felt the same way. “I want to feel you cum inside of me, Justin,” I whimpered as I felt him getting close to exploding. Aching for his balls to empty inside of me. And just like that, I was filled with the warmth of my friend’s brother’s cock that was spewing every drop he had deeply into me. I held his face and stared into his eyes as he finished orgasming inside of me.  “Let’s keep this our little secret, okay?” I said to Justin as we held each other on the couch for the night. “For now.” He said with a little laugh. “I wanted to tell you that I just got a job in your area, and I will be moving ten minutes away.” He said, smiling over at me with the unspoken understanding that he wanted this to become something more. And so, did I. “Happy Thanksgiving, Justin.” I said, giving him one last kiss before dozing off in his arms.