Emma coming out to her family

Emma stood in front of her parents sitting on the living room couch, heart hammering.

“Mom, Dad… I think I’m—”

A loud smack echoed through the room. Jake’s hand landed hard on her ass as he strolled in from the hallway, grinning. “What’s going on, slut?”

Emma jumped, cheeks already burning. Jake didn’t wait for an answer. He leaned over the back of the couch, reached down the front of their mom’s loose tank top, and gave her heavy tits a firm, appreciative squeeze, rolling one nipple between his fingers. Their mom just sighed fondly and patted his arm. “Be nice to your sister, honey.”

Jake pulled his hand free with a last grope and moved to Emma. “Couldn’t wait for me to get home before family meeting time? Rude.” He grabbed her by the hips and shoved her chest-down over the arm of the couch so her face was toward her parents. Her skirt flipped up easily. He hooked his fingers in her panties and dragged them down her thighs.

“Jake, I was trying to tell them something important,” Emma protested, though she automatically spread her legs a little wider as the head of his cock nudged against her.

“Yeah? Go on then.” He pushed inside her in one long stroke, groaning at the tight heat. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

Emma gripped the couch cushion, trying to keep her voice steady while her brother started fucking her with slow, deep rolls of his hips. “Mom… Dad… I think I’m a lesbian.”

The room was quiet for a beat except for the wet sounds of Jake’s cock sliding in and out of her. Her dad raised an eyebrow. Her mom tilted her head.

“Oh, sweetie,” Mom said warmly. “We love you no matter what. As long as you’re happy.”

Dad nodded, eyes drifting down to where Jake was steadily pounding her. “We’re supportive. But you know the rules don’t change, right? You’re still a good little toy for any man who wants to use you. That pussy stays available.”

Jake barked a laugh behind her, hips snapping harder. “A lesbian? No shit.” He reached down and smacked her ass again, harder this time. “All this time I’ve been balls-deep in a dyke and I never knew. That’s fucking hilarious.” He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back so she had to look at their parents while he railed her. “You been sneaking looks at Mom’s tits this whole time? Bet you wish you could bury your face in some pussy instead of taking your brother’s cock every day.”

Emma moaned, equal parts embarrassed and turned on despite herself. “Jake… shut up… ”

“Nah, this is gold.” He reached around to rub her clit roughly, never breaking rhythm. “My baby sister’s a carpet-muncher and she still cums on dick better than half the girls I know.”

Their mom smiled indulgently. “Jake, don’t be too mean. But he’s right, Emma—you keep being a polite, usable girl for the men around you. We raised you better than to get selfish just because you like girls.”

“Yes, Mom,” Emma gasped, getting close despite the humiliation.

Jake pulled out suddenly, spun her around, and pushed her to her knees in front of the couch. He stroked his slick cock right in front of her face, smirking down at her. “Open up, dyke. Time to show Mom and Dad you’ll still do anything for a man.”

Emma parted her lips. Jake groaned and stroked faster, then erupted across her face in thick ropes splattering her cheeks, lips, and chin. Some landed on her tongue. He milked the last drops onto her forehead, then tapped his cock against her messy cheek.

“Good girl,” he said, “Lesbian or not, you still take cum like a champ.”

Emma stayed on her knees, breathing hard, face painted with her brother’s load while her parents nodded approvingly.