1. Just Another Fucked-Up Love Story


    Date: 1/27/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, First Time, Incest, Oral Sex, Teen Female/Boy, Virginity, Written by women, Young, Author: Lucia Rubidium, Rating: 90.8, Source: sexstories.com

    Breanne: My little brother’s loud mouth interrupts my homework session yet again. Dang! I was so focused on that trigonometry packet. But what Dalton says this time really strikes me: “Can you come over and cuddle?” “Sure, why not?” I drop my pencil and head straight to his room. “Cuddle me all you want.” Climbing onto his bed, I can’t help but smile at how lovely it feels to just relax for a moment. “You don’t hate me, do you?” he asks. There’s an uncomfy quiver in his voice. He stares into me with those glistening puppy-dog eyes. Aww. Poor boy. He’s so close to me, and his caramel hair looks so soft. I stroke it. “Obviously not. I mean, I’ve said it before, but I just get mad sometimes.” “Okay, good. Wanna kiss?” Whoa. The weird thing is, I’ve been wishing he’d ask that. He’s so cute, and not just in the little brother way. I pushed those nasty thoughts to a tiny far-off corner in my mind, because come on , we’re related. Besides, he’s two years younger than me! That would just be totally messed-up. But I’m completely confident when I say “Okay.” We lock lips. I give a soft moan at the delight of his warm tongue and slip mine into his mouth. Now the kiss has evolved into a full-on make out as we rumple each other’s hair and explore mouths. Then Dalton pulls away, eyes and mouth wide open. It’s like he can’t believe that something like this actually happens in real life. “I know it’s wrong,” I say. A tear wells up in my eye and streams down my cheek. “But I...I just love ...
    you so much. You’re basically perfect.” My hand brushes his hair from his angelic face. “The kind of boy I’d want to fall in love with.” Dalton sighs, eyes fixed on the floor. “I’ve always kind of felt the same way. It’s weird.” Suddenly my heart freezes. Trembles take over and a huge smile frames my face. “You have?” “Yeah. But I was embarrassed. People would think we were sick. You know, being siblings and all.” I wrap my arms around his shoulder. “Listen, bae.” Now my face is so close that my lips brush his ear with every word. “Don’t feel embarrassed with me. I’m never going to tell anyone.” “Does that mean you want to take this further?” “Yes,” I blurt immediately. And we lie there, atop Dalton’s Batman comforter, staring in painful silence. Fuck, I can’t say it. “Does that mean…” His gaze bounces around the room. Oh God, he’s feeling it too. “Intercourse?” “Yes. That.” His face flips to a smile. “Let’s do it.” “Sounds perfect,” I say, as Dalton strips off his shirt. My hand grazes his flat tummy. “Ooh. Got abs growing.” “Um, thanks,” he says, chuckling. “You can take off the rest.” I peel off his boxers and basketball shorts, throbbing harder with every inch revealed. I’m finally exposed to the gorgeous full package. For an instant, I realize how blessed I am to have these incredible muscles living across the hall from me. “God, Dalton. Your body’s so fine.” “Bet yours is, too.” He grins and tugs at my shirt. “Come on, big sis. I wanna see.” “Sure, bae.” I pull off each ...
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