Fucking My Big Brother – I hate my brother, Clark. Of course, when I say hate, I’m not exaggerating. I hate it to the core of my existence. Our age is only one year different, and that puts it only one year ahead of me at school. Schools become very small, very personal religious schools and even more so. There are no dances, no films, no music that is not approved by the church. And dates of dating, if you find someone who is worthy of ‘dating’. The worst part is the expected clothes. Skirts and dresses. Skirts and dresses. Should I say again for emphasis? Maybe you understand.
I screamed, but it was bad. And Clark doesn’t make it easier. He is a classic star. Jesus will be jealous. Athletes , scholars, musicians, speakers and friendly. If he decides to do it, he can just talk to Mother Teresa from her underwear and get his way. All the girls in the school drooled when he passed in the hallway. Even though I didn’t think he was handsome. There are people who are more cute, but not as smart, athletic, or just talented.
– Living in the shadow of Clark, just one year behind him at school, is hell. Even this year, my senior year, the year after my brother graduated. The shadows look hard and heavy over my head.
The way we grew up, Clark and I, stripped us, or at least me, of the feeling of maturity. He opposed the hopes and dreams of our parents. And got a job after graduating from high school instead of going to a Bible school. Maybe that’s why I forced myself on him, that night in a hotel with my parents sleeping next to me. I feel he is my best choice, in this environment. That and every fiber I want, especially him.
I hate it with hatred. Especially after I fucked him. That’s why we have never, ever talked, except when we were naked, or about to do it. Then, and only at that moment, I really wanted him badly. My heart really hurt when I looked at him and thought of his naked body. I still hate it, and everyone around us knows that. They can see it.
I hate him the most because he makes me feel very good. He is not as people say. Aside from our first time, with our parents on the bed next to me. He was always, I mean every time, and several times, bringing me to a thunderous climax. Before, during, or after, and usually each, he shoots his load. I could not imagine having better sex, even though it was the only sex I had at the time.
– But something has changed. I rather liked it, and almost smiled at him one morning at breakfast. It brings a few grains of sweat to my forehead. If anyone thinks we will fit, I will be horrified.
I haven’t seen his masculine and strong nudity in the past few weeks. Because we are adults now, my parents decided that we could be trusted. And they went for a weekend church retreat on Saturday, returning Sunday night. Before they left, each of us had to promise to go to church on Sunday.
I went to a friend’s house Saturday night to knit, or something. It’s a joke, but I’m pretty sure it’s something that is equally exciting. No friends of mine gave an indication that they would consider sex before marriage. Or dance, drink, mini skirt or tight tops.
My friend’s parents took me home around eleven, and I went straight to bed and slept. I wake up early, and get aroused. My bedroom was across the hall from the bathroom. The only bathroom in the house with a shower, so I lay in bed, listening.
He must try quietly up the stairs. The first time I heard about my older brother was the water to take a shower. I’m ready. I have ‘forgot’ to wear anything to bed, so there is nothing to do in preparation.
Incest Porn Story – I was also ready for him to be a fool. And had taken straight metal pieces stored above the bathroom door. That would open the lock from the outside. But I don’t need it. Clark jumped and failed to cover himself when I opened the shower curtain.
“Hey!” he shouted as he struggled to cover the beautiful piece of meat between his legs. His eyes widened in fear, and I tried not to laugh. I failed, but closed my mouth to try and extinguish it. My eyes casually took his body, from neck to knee, and returned to his eyes. I, of course, naked myself. One leg leaning against the side of the tub and one hand still holding the shower curtain.
“I didn’t scare you enough to get you a boner , got it,” and I giggled again. This time openly without trying to hold it back. I stepped into the bathroom and hugged his waist and tip toed to kiss him long and deep. The water hit me above my head, wet my hair and flooded my face and down my back.
My nipples pressed against his chest when I grabbed and took his cock that was erect in my hand. And started jerking him when we kissed. He is as hard as a rock in my hand, and I really want it inside me. That’s the right time of the month, so we will make love today. I know, he might not.
– “I miss you so much, brother”. I whispered as I broke our kiss and looked at him. Water sprayed my eyes, and I had to bat it several times to clean it. He smiled, as if he thought that was for him.
“I miss you too, Sister.”
“What will we do now?” I asked in my best little girl’s voice.
“You are so dirty, so I will take care of you well. Then I want you to clean me well afterwards”. Clark’s eyes have a fire in them, and light a fire in my pussy.
My brother grabbed my small hand from his throbbing cock. And lifted both of them to the ceiling with one of his strong hands, and turned me around. I felt very vulnerable with my hands pinned above my head. And I pressed my butt into his cock.
He grabbed the soap with one hand and released my hand from the other. I began to lower my hand, but he grabbed it again and lifted it above my head. He had a towel in his hand. And wrapped it tightly around my wrist and draped it over the shower head. I can easily pull them down, but that’s not what my brother wants. I feel very vulnerable now, and I like that feeling. Almost the same as I love the way the hard penis feels pressed into the slit of my ass.
– I struggle to breathe. My face leaned against the cool tile wall, my hands and arms still hung above me. As he slid the first time, then two fingers in my itchy cunt. He massaged my clit with his thumb as he slid his fingers in and out. Immediately his thumb found my butt hole, and pressed the tip firmly before slipping inside.
“My God, Clark yes!” I panted against the wall and pushed my hips towards him. The fingers and thumb suddenly move in unison. His fingers pushed in and out of my burning cunt. And his thumb went back and forth in my butt with their rhythm. He had never done that with his thumb, and I really struggled to breathe.
I thought I would faint, until my tension was released in a large orgasm. And shivering that shook my whole body, from head to foot. Wave after wave of pleasure swept over me as he continued to push and twist inside me. My knees were weak and Clark caught me in her strong arm before I fell to the floor. The last few vibrations from my orgasm were in his hands, held tightly on his body.
When I took a breath, I turned both arms, legs dangling on the floor. And kissed my brother eagerly. Our tongues danced together in our mouths when I raised my knees and crossed my ankles behind him. His hand found my butt cheeks and squeezed.
“Your hand stay there, put your beautiful cock in its place,” I begged, looking into his eyes.
– I felt the violence pressing firmly on my gap. And bent as he tried to pull it between my legs. I tightened my thigh muscles to his hips and I felt his mushroom-shaped head slide into my gap. I slowly loosened my legs and could feel them sliding, little by little. Inside me until my clitoris was pressed into the bone of his genitals and he was really inside me.
It felt to my feet like I was exercising, but for my cunt it felt like I was in nirvana. Maybe, after desperately wanting to let my brother fuck my brain, it’s almost the same as heaven like I did. I didn’t care, my pussy was stabbed on his cock. Pushed in and out of me when I lifted myself up and down with my feet, worth it.
“I’m gonna cum..cum..with me…God!” I screamed, but it was too late. I was cumming again, squeezing his cock in my pussy. Trying to milk the cum out of him, but he wasn’t there yet.
I slid down his body, off his cock, and knelt on the floor. His beautiful penis stuck to my cheek. And I could feel it twitching and pulsing when he lifted and turned me over. I felt his cock now resting on top of my ass when I leaned forward. Barely supporting my weight on trembling legs.
My brother rub his cock along my ass crack, up and down, several times. He stopped at the hole in the middle of my gap and pressed. “Brother! NO!” I squeaked. I don’t want that. I never wanted it, never considered it, or wish it.
– I reached over to the shelf in the corner and found a bottle of shampoo. Twirling behind me, I squeezed about half a bottle into my ass. I want him to have it. Just as I realized I wanted him to have my cunt when his erection pierced my hymen that night.
“Take it, big brother. Fuck my virgin ass, and fill me with your cum.” I really begged. Begging him to make love to me. I’m definitely going to hell, there’s no question about that now. I moaned when his big cock head pushed inside me. It hurts, but he stops immediately as soon as he’s inside with just the tip. Then pushes a little further, then a little more. He slowly worked inside my ass with his hard cock, and it didn’t hurt nearly as much.
When the pelvis is pressed against my soft ass. The pleasure of giving this to him too far outweighed any discomfort. I wanted him to fuck me now.
– “Fuck me, please, please Big Brother, fuck me.” His thrust was slow at first, but when my whining turned into a groan of pleasure, the beat increased.
“You were my Captain Kirk,” I panted.
“You’ll always…”
“be the only one…”
“Captain Kirk!” I screamed when another orgasm shook my body. And I felt my brother’s dick twitch and jerk inside my anus, filling me with cum. The noble, beautiful, cum.
We are late for Sunday School, but we keep promises to parents. Some friends commented to me that I looked in a good mood.
“It’s a good beautiful day, that’s all.”,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
