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Finding the connection she wanted she removed her hand and supported herself again. She was wet and tight. He slowly pushed in. He could feel her pussy resisting him. The head of his penis was compressed and his shaft budged. She groaned and breathed hard. He heard her bite her lip - again it drove him wild.
Her pussy gave a little bit and he entered her more.
He wanted a better view, so he grabbed her butt cheeks and gently spread them. His cock was disappearing into her. He began to pull out and the skin at the base of her opening stretched and fanned out over his cock.
He pushed in again and the thin piece of skin disappeared along with his cock. He entered her deeper this time, feeling her ridges. He pulled out and pushed in all the way. She felt a surge as his size was almost overwhelming.
Slowly, they started pumping back and forth. She began to arch her back and find the angle she liked. Occasionally, she would toss her head and look at him. Other times she would look back between her legs and watch the penetration. She loved watching her her pussy swallow his cock.
He touched her back and ass. He ran his thumb down her ass crack. He pressed on her asshole. She moaned as he applied pressure. She love having her asshole played with, but she was too shy to ask anyone to do it.
For a short while, she wasn't looking at him. He wondered who she was thinking about. He often told her that she could use their trysts to fantasize about other lovers - close your eyes and imagine being fucked by whomever you want, he said. She liked that idea.But, just then she whipped her head around, her hair flying. She looked at him with her beautiful eyes and he could see that this time she was thinking of him.
He leaned forward and reached under her. He cupped her breasts and squeezed. He pulled on her nipples and she whipped his face with her hair.
He lifted her body up into a kneeling position. Their bodies were tight together with his arms wrapped around her torso. She reached both arms up and back, gabbing his hair. She arched her back making her firm tits bulge and point upward. He groped her body. He ran his hands from her breasts down her ribs, over her stomach and down to her pussy. He felt the short hair and the w
et lips. He felt his hard cock sliding in and out of her.
The position allowed his cock to hit the sensitive area at the front wall of her vagina. The new contact made her body warm. She felt an orgasm building inside of her.
She told him to fuck her harder.
He let go of her and she fell back to the bed on her hands and knees. He pumped harder and harder. She lost strength in her arms and dropped her face and chest to the bed. Her ass, however, was still high in the air.
He fucked her hard shaking her body and the bed. She was begging him to come inside her. She was holding on to her orgasm, waiting for him to peak with her.
With a loud smack, he slapped her ass again. She wasn't expecting it and the shock made her body flinch. Her pussy gripped tight around his cock. The friction increased putting him over the edge. He came inside of her.
Feeling his release she relaxed and let herself follow.
Her body shook and she bucked with her legs. He held her ass tight against him, helping her control the spasms. She groaned and gasped as the orgasm passed through her body.
He felt her bucking subside and he loosened his grip on her. They fell on to the bed exhausted. Both of them were breathing heavily. His body was wrapped around hers. She reached behind her and touched his face. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open.
He touched her breasts again and slid his hand down her naked body, caressing her. She followed his hand with her eyes down to her ass. She saw a bright red hand print on her ass cheek.
She laughed. He could feel her laugh from the inside. It was a wonderful feeling.
The mid-day sun shone through the windows and on to the bed. They had forgotten all about lunch, and the world outside was far from their minds.
The End.
Home For the Holidays
I fucked my brother last night, Livy thought, a shiver running down her spine as she lay in bed. The morning sun slanted through the blinds and cast a striped pattern over the rumpled blankets, and the spot Adam so recently lay in was vacant.
Outside it was a crisp December day, and the house was silent, the rest of the family having gone out to brunch. Livy had begged off, faked sick, wanted time to think over the events of the previous night. Fucked my brother... and her hand slipped beneath the sheets, running over her pointed nipples, down the goose bumped flesh of her stomach, and into the wet spot between her thighs. It's wrong to fuck your brother, she thought as her finger tips played over her clitoris the way his did last night. But it felt so good.
He was home from college, a new person compared with the nervous high school graduate that left her in the Fall. Now he walked with an air of confidence, bolstered by his new popularity with the ladies at school, sporting mature, intelligent glasses and letting his curly hair grow long and wild. Mother hated it, of course, putting 'hair cut' on his list of vacation chores, but Livy liked the change.
She herself hadn't changed much in the four months he was gone. She moved into his room, repainted the walls, then it was life as usual, her own life as a community college student trickling by.
Then came the holidays, Adam returned, and Grandma and Grandpa came up from Florida to spend the week. They got Livy's-old-room-turned-guest-bedroom, and Mother set up a futon at the foot of Livy's bed for Adam.
"I'm sorry," she'd apologized. "This isn't ideal, but it's just for a couple of nights. I really thought they would want to stay at a hotel."
Brother, brother, brother. Her fingers swirled around her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body like radar echoing out from a single point. She replayed every moment behind her eyelids while her fingers slipped inside herself. Fuck me, fuck me fuck me!
