Better Without You
Copyright© 2026 by Highlander90
Chapter 10
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 10 - This is a story about a guy who finds out his girlfriend of six years has been cheating on him. He gets revenge and starts making up for lost time with other girls in his life, including his sister.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Incest Brother Sister Cream Pie Masturbation Voyeurism
Thursday morning comes and goes. I’m not going to lie, I’m a little bit excited to get to work for a change. I’m looking forward to seeing Holly, well fucking her. To my utter disappointment Holly isn’t there, it’s Aidan, her brother. They are twins and you can tell. They look so similar but are so different. Whilst Holly is happy and cheerful. Aidan is gloom and dull. He’s a nice guy but makes for a long rough shift.
“Hey Aidan, where’s Holly?”
“Off sick”
“Ah, hope she’s ok!”
“Yeah”
‘Man, this was going to be a hard.’
A hard shift it was. It drags like hell and without the chances of getting sex at the end it seemed like time stood still at times. It doesn’t help that he’s a lazy ass so I have to do most of the work. By the time I get home I’m exhausted. I crash as soon as I get home. I sleep right through till the Friday morning.
Laura’s just as disappointed as me the next day when there is no new footage to watch. She reminds me that I can just film myself.
Friday afternoon is spent pretty much the same as last week. Playing video games with the club however I spend a lot more time with Melody and Jessica. Getting to know them they are quite cool to hang out with. The time flies and feels like in no time it’s time to head home. I beat Stacey to her car before I spot her.
“You look happy” I say as she approaches me. Her face beaming with a smile. Don’t think I’ve ever actually seen her smile so much.
“I’m over the moon! I’ve got that bitch Miranda back. I showed Mrs. Lopez my new idea and she loved it even more. Said it was a breath of inspiration.”
Stacey genuinely looks so happy and I was proud of her.
“Me and some of the girls are going to Nikki’s tonight to celebrate.”
I am happy for her, it’s good to see her hard work pay off.
So, Friday night is spent alone as Mom was out on a date.
I pass most of the time playing video games until bed time. I lay in bed and think about what Laura said. Maybe I should just make one video of myself.
‘Yeah why not’ I get up and grab my old go pro. I get back into bed and strip myself of my boxers and t shirt.
Checking the angle is right, I slowly start to play with myself with one hand as the other holds the camera. It’s awkward at first and without any visual aids. I think about sticking some porn on but I decide against it. I try to think of my times with Holly, Lexi and Diane. Imagining they are Laura instead. I struggle to come but eventually with hard work I finally explode. It’s not a big eruption but enough to cover my stomach. I make sure to get it on film before putting the camera away.
I quickly clean myself before getting back into bed and falling asleep.
I have no idea what time it is when I’m awoken by loud banging, from my dazed state it’s the front door. It’s also accompanied by a male voice shouting, it’s Brad. I turn my head over and try to ignore him. After about ten minutes the banging stops. I manage to get back to sleep.
Again, I don’t know what time it is but I’m awoken again by load voices now in the house. It’s Brad again but this time Stacey is there. They are arguing as they climb the stairs and go into her room.
Brad is bitching her out about not seeing him all week. Choosing her friends over his needs. The cheek. I laugh. They continue to argue and it gets more heated as they go on. I don’t want to get involved but when Stacey starts telling Brad to leave and he clearly isn’t, I have too.
I put on a t shirt and a pair of shorts, as I leave my room what is being said becomes a lot clearer.
“Brad get the fuck out!!”
“No not before you give me what’s owed!”
“Brad get off me, I don’t owe you shit.”
Just as I open her bedroom door, I see Stacey slap Brad in the face. What I see next shakes me to the core. He hits her back.
I bound across the room in what feels like a single step. I grab him by the collar and toss him back. He stumbles and falls after being caught off guard.
“No Robbie don’t” Stacey grabs my arm.
I shrug her off and move in on Brad. He now catches me off guard and charges into me and tackles me back into her dresser. Landing a few punches into my stomach. I grab his shirt and drive my knee into his mid drift. He stumbles backwards. I don’t waste a moment this time. I quickly follow up with a right hook to his jaw, bringing him down to a knee. I then connect with my left hand somewhere on his cheek and he falls back into Stacey’s table. Knocking its contents all over the floor. However, he does manage to grab something which he throws in my direction, I hold my hands up to avoid it but can’t avoid his trailing punch. He connects straight with my left eye and I stagger back.
“Brad leave him alone!” My sister panics as she stands between us.
Through my one good eye I see him hit her again “Shut the fuck up you slut, I’ll finish with you once I’m finished with him.”
My eye is swollen and hurting like a bitch, the pain coursing through me. Brad moves closer to me and pulls me up by the collar. As I reach eye level with him, I quickly tense my neck and fly my head forward. My forehead cracking his nose. Blood spurting out.
“Ahhh you broke my nose you little fucker!!” He yells as he goes to hold his burst nose. I’m not finished.
Running on adrenaline I launch another attack. I’m going to end this. I punch him quickly in the ribs which brings his hands down from his face. I take my shot. Fighting through the pain, I throw my right fist at his face. It connects.
With a loud bang he crashes down to the ground. I’m about to go again when Stacey grabs me.
“Robbie no!!” Her voice calming me slightly.
“Aahhhhhh” Brad howls in pain as he rolls around on the floor. Thankfully I hadn’t knocked him out.
Stacey goes over to check on him.
“Get away from me.” He clambers to his feet. “We’re done!” He growls at her. “I’ll fucking get you back for this” he aims at me.
“Brad, please...”
“No fuck off” he shouts as he begins to storm his way out of the house. Stacey is frozen in the doorway. A mix of emotions rushing through her.
“NO! You fuck off! Don’t you ever come near me, my brother or my house again! Don’t call me or text me! You piece of shit! Touch me again and I’ll cut your little fucking dick off!!”
I’m sure Brad is out of the house before Stacey finishes her screaming. There are more words of abuse thrown but they are just along the lines of “Fuck off!”
I’m still standing in her room, holding my eye and ribs.
“Stacey?!” I quietly call out to her. The taste of blood starting to set in my mouth.
“Oh god Robbie! Are you ok?” She comes rushing back over to me.
“Not really” I groan. I wasn’t ok, I feel like shit.
“Come with me!”
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