1. My First Time With Brother, Part 2 (True)


    Date: 3/3/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Erotica, Incest, Written by women, Young, Author: bexta, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    This is a continuation of the first time I had an incestuous relationship with my brother. I was 14, and he was 17. In the first chapter, I explained how everything started, and it ended in a blowjob with him cumming all over my tits. Where last we left off, I was being led inside the house… So there I was, being led into the house by my brother. He had pulled his trunks up, covering his 8” cock. I, however, was wearing my bikini bottoms, pulled to the side and held there by my swollen pussy lips. I had no top on, and my chest was covered in cum, which was now starting to dry. I could smell how sweet it was. Now, for those of you who didn’t read my last post, and I suggest you do, I was a virgin at the time this all started taking place. I had only seen a penis before in porn, and I had never so much as thought about actually having a guy cum on me. But within 20 minutes, I went from innocent little sister to the sister that had her brother eat her out, followed by a blowjob to completion. As my brother led me by the hand, I swear that time started to slow down. I was drunk with hormones and lust. The scent of his cum on me was dizzying. I could not keep my eyes off of him as his muscular frame was all my eyes could see. I could feel the wetness from my pussy starting to leak slowly down my leg. We were going to fuck. And I wanted it more than the air I was breathing. He led me to his room. His bed was centered, and I started to move toward it, instinctively wanting him to ...
    lead me there. But he moved past it and led me into the bathroom that connected our rooms. “You need a shower,” he said. “Gotta clean up all that cum.” I didn’t even think about the fact that I was literally covered in his cum. I looked in the mirror. There was cum from my neck down to my waist. It looked beautiful as it dried on me. A mark of lust and sexual desire. But natural instinct told me that if we were going to make love, it would be best if I cleaned up first. So I let him start my shower, taking my time to savor myself in the mirror. He turned from the shower and stood behind me. “Damn. You are gorgeous. I can’t believe you don’t have guys falling at your feet.” Blushing, I replied, “Maybe I do. I don’t pay attention.” “Now that you aren’t going to be a virgin, you will notice. Trust me.” With that, he bent down and kissed my neck, just below my ear. I closed my eyes as I felt the tingling feeling of warmth come over my body. He placed his hands on my waist, just above my hips and squeezed just tight enough to hold me still. I placed my hands over his and held them there. He released from his kiss and whispered into my ear, “Let’s clean you up.” He pulled away, and moved from the shower. I pulled off my bikini bottoms and stepped into the shower. His eyes never left my body. I moved to close the shower curtain, but he stopped me before I could. “No,” he said, “I want to watch. If that is okay?” I smiled my approval and began to wash. I let the water run over my chest ...
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