1. My unexpected brotherly fuck


    Date: 7/16/2015, Categories: True Story, Incest, Teen Male/Teen Female, Young, Author: booomfilms, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    my robe. Parents were out at the movies, Jack is doing Whatever in his room, and grandma had the baby. I walked out of my room and down the hall to the livingroom. I walked through and to the kitchen. I opened the fridge, which made cold air hit my wet pussy and the wetness going down my leg. I quickly grabbed a water bottle and closed the door. I walked back toward my room, but stopped behind the couch. I leaned over to pet the cat sleeping on the cushions. ( At this point, I hadn't noticed Jack sneaking up, only wearing a shirt) I got startled by my little brother Jack walking up behind me and leaning next to me over the couch. He was 16, average everything about him, but a baseball player at school. I looked over and smiled at him, kinda nervous that he could smell me. He smiled back and leaned in for a kiss. Nothing special about that. We kiss all the time. But this seemed different. He put his hand on my cheek and made the kiss feel much more passionate and loving. I was not at all complaining. Even if I wasn't really turned on, I would still enjoy a good kissing. I leaned my face in closer, eyes closed. We softly madeout for a while, all the while I feel myself getting more turned on and wet. He leaned back from the kiss and shifted himself over me. He hugged me tight from behind, and rested his chin on my shoulder. I didn't say anything, just leaned my head to the side to rest against his. We were having a real moment. I didn't understand why it was happening, but I ...
    honestly felt like we were dating at that moment. I listen to his breathing, and just enjoy the moment. His head gently turns toward me, and I instinctively lean my head to give him access just as his lips kiss my neck. He starts gently kissing, sucking, and biting my neck, which I am loving. I was so in the moment, I didn't feel the back of my robe get lifted or even that his arm left from under me. I come back to the real world when I feel his hand move my left leg over some, opening my crotch up. I feel a finger glide along my slit. I about turn around to slap him, but when his pinky slips in and feels around, I realize that I'm too turned on to resist. I brace myself as I feel his hand spread my slit some and a large, soft object presses at my pussy. I knew it was his dick and that there was no stopping at this point. Not that I wanted to stop. He slides his dick in, all the way to his sack, then leaves it there. Fat, but not as long as my ex boyfriend's, who was the only other person I've Fucked. After a moment of soaking his dick, he stops kissing my neck, lays his chin back on my shoulder, and starts fucking me. He'd pull about half out, and shove it back in hard. He did this in a quick, but steady pace. I have to admit that he had me moaning like a dog in heat. I loved the sound of his sack gently smacking against wet skin, his subtle grunts and moans, and the couch creaking. I lost all sense of time. I just got lost in the great pounding I was receiving. After a long, ...
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