This is a story of free-and-easy, unprotected sex, and is a employment of fabrication. In literal life, use a rubber, damnit ! unwanted babies, HIV and all variety of less sexual diseases await the idiot who `` dips his wick '' or `` rides the rod '' without protection.

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I Love My chum : Hannah 's taradiddle ( mf, 1st, confidence game, creampie, inc, oral exam, impreg, rom, f-solo, m-solo )

by Krosis of the Collective

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I love my brother. You may judge me, but ... y'know what ? piece of tail you, Judgey McJudgerson !

Sigh. My figure is Hannah. This is my story ...

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When I was 16 I was a funny and corneous girl, but shy. I had been overweight when younger, but recently those blobby curved shape had slimmed and transformed into sexy I. However, this transfiguration left me feeling like an alien in my own eubstance, so I kept wearing oversized clothes to counterbalance. cypher seemed to point out how I was changing, and I was fine with that.

My sure-enough brother Brett has been hot for his total life history ... a precious boy, a liberal untried man, and now a gamey shoal senior on the wrestling team, so he had added a gorgeous set of muscles on top of that already overtake package.

Heh, package ... public speaking of package, that brings me to what started all this : I sometimes sneak into my brother 's room to borrow his laptop, since I do n't have one of my own. I have an old smartphone ( Brett 's hand-me-down ), but that little screen is n't great for video. I make for certain to go through Brett 's browser history and watch the same porn videos he does so that he does n't realize I do this. Luckily, he watches ones with couples so there 's something for me to get off to as well.

I was just reaching for the laptop computer on his desk when I heard a snort from the bed. I turned and saw that Brett had come home early from wrestling practice and was having a nap ! More importantly, the covers had been pushed away and his cock was in full phase of the moon view !

I held my intimation, still, and waited. He was breathing heavily, definitely sleeping. I wanted to get out of there, but like I said, I was a funny, horny girl too. I tiptoed next to the bed, getting a good look.

I had never seen a penis in real life before. It was long, maybe 5 inches, kinda thick ... not a erotica tool or anything, but it also was n't fully hard.

I was having trouble reconciling this nice-looking dong coming out of my brother 's body. I mean, he was a hot guy, but he was also my brother, y'know ?

Then I noticed that Brett 's cock was getting harder, lengthening as I watched. I looked at his face but he was still at rest, his eyes darting about behind their lids. Dreaming !

Wet dreaming ? His breathing quickened and my heart snapped back to his shaft as it expanded to beyond 6 in in length. I could see a small drop of fluid escape the tip, and I licked my lips.

Then he rolled to the side and I just about screamed, dropping to the floor out of sight. He did n't bring in any other big movements, so after a minute I peeked back up. I was looking at his cockeyed asscheeks as he thrust his pelvis weakly into the bed. I adjusted my angle and could still see his hard tool as he rubbed it against the bedsheets under him.

I do n't make love when I started to do it, but I found my fingers inside my sweat pants, rubbing my clit as I watched. I was so horny ! But he was my pal ! I decided to just watch over his turncock and nothing else. Soon my fingers had slipped inside my puss and I was thrusting them inside myself, unconsciously synchronizing with his hip movements.

Such a beautiful turncock ... who was he dreaming about ? I felt ... what was that ? Jealous ? Maybe he was dreaming about me ?

I shook my head. No, of course he was n't. nonentity wanted Chunky Hannah ( thanks for that nickname, Abe from 7th grad ! ). I almost stopped masturbating, but Brett 's thrusting got faster, as did his ventilation. I struggled to get Thomas More of my finger inside myself.

Then he grunted and, as I watched, his tool sprayed cum all over his piece of paper. There was so a lot of it ! This turned me on even more, and I quickly speared my fingers deep inside myself until I started to cum too. I grunted, back talk closed, as I orgasmed around my finger's breadth. I thrust harder.

'' Ow ! '' Shit ! I felt a sharp, awful sensation inside me, cutting off my pleasure. Then I realized that I had said that out trashy ! I quickly ran from the room, pausing just long enough to confirm that Brett was n't fully awake. He seemed to be stirring but he was still facing away from the door as I quietly shut it behind me.

I raced into my elbow room and examined my fingers. There was blood, and I also found some dripping from my vagina ! I realized that I had damaged my Hymen in my eagerness, and I was sad because I was n't a virgin anymore. In a way, my brother had taken my virginity !

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I could n't put my fingers in my snatch for a partner off days afterward, it was so sore. Now, up until that period I had finger fucked myself daily, sometimes multiple clock time a day, so I was A-one horny by the tierce day.

Brett was having a shower bath before school in the morning and I knew that he never locked the bathroom door. Mom and Dad were eating breakfast so I figured I had a few minutes to perv on my crony. I quietly turned the pommel ... heh, node ... speaking of knobs, my pal was actually playing with himself in the shower. I could see the silhouette of his handwriting sliding up and down his cock beam of light through the frost glass sliding door.

My deal that was n't holding the door steady immediately went inside my sweatpants to diddle my clit. I wondered who he was thinking about as he whacked it. I tentatively slipped one finger inside me, testing how it felt. A little sore, but good. Another finger joined the outset, and again I found my thrusting matching my crony 's paw on his magnificent cock.

His manus sped up and I could hear him making little grunting noises. I realized he was going to cum soon, and that ramped my own fervour up so that I was right there with him. I imagined that turncock thrusting inside me, not just my fingers, faster, dissolute ...

'' Unh ! Umm ! '' Brett grunted and I saw his sperm splash against the interior of the glass rain shower door.

That set me off ... he was cumming, and I was cumming with him ! `` Nnh ! Mm ! '' I tried to be still, shaking as enjoyable waving exploded out from inside my pussy, tingling my clit and making my knees weak. I stumbled a little and the room access made a flimsy creaking sound. diddley !

I quickly but quietly pulled the door closed as I heard Brett cry out, `` Hello ? '' Then I tiptoed back to my room to change my underwear.

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'' Hey Brett, '' I said as I passed him in the hallway between our rooms.

'' Hey Hannah, '' he replied casually. He was about to continue on down the anteroom but I kept talking.

'' Umm ... what kinds of girls do you like ? ``

He stopped. `` Err ... why you askin'? '' He looked confused.

'' You never go out anymore ! I was going to see if I could set you up with someone. '' Would this workplace ?

He looked even more put off. `` But you have no friends ... ''

Okay, that was reliable, but I was n't about to give him that pointedness. `` certain I do ! Just tell me ... ''

He looked sheepish. `` Um ... cheerleaders, I guess ? ``

'' O.K. ! '' I said, and skipped away.

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If I was n't topnotch fucking horny that week I probably would n't birth gone through with it, but my fixation with my buddy 's cock was only growing ... heh, growing ... public speaking of growing, I snuck into his elbow room that dark with a torch covered with tissue newspaper publisher so its twinkle stayed dim. While he slept I managed to draw the cover song back so I could see his thing. It was soft, so after making for sure he was still asleep I moved my backtalk forward so I could breathe hot air onto it. My lip was watering, but I figured he 'd wake up if I started blowing him.

Sure enough, within a few irregular it started to respond to the warmth and unaccented mite of my breath. I watched in delight as it expanded to its full 6+ inch length.

But ... then what ? If I touched it he 'd probably heat up. I was hoping he 'd come out having another wet dream, but after a minute of arc or so his putz softened again.

Disappointed, I slipped back out of his room to feel myself to orgasm. good, but not as right as when I watched him cum. It was difficult, not to mention dangerous, to charm him at those times.

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At shoal the next day I went tool weirdo. I had found a cheerleading outfit in the change elbow room that looked like it would fit me and I grabbed it. I then went to the drama room, which I knew would be void that menses, and texted my comrade :

Me : *Hey, got a cheerleader admirer who likes u*

Brett : *What ? Nfw*

Me : *Go 2 the drama way RN she has a boyfriend so she ca n't present her face, but she totally wants u ... and ur welcome*

By this point I had undressed, including removing my bra and panties, and changed into the cheerleading skirt and tight top. I had been pleasantly surprised to regain that my new sexy curved shape actually fit it pretty well. No more Chunky Hannah ! Then I put on the full font gorilla mask I had found in the prop room.

I heard the door assailable and close. He was here ! I had turned the Christ Within off and was happy Brett did n't reverse them back on. There was sufficient light coming through the Windows high up on the outside wall so that we could see each other, but not so well that he might pick out any visible contribution of me, not that I showed this much of my body at home.

'' Uh, hi ... ? '' Brett said, coming forward and smiling a goofy grin when he saw the gorilla mask. Then I could see his middle scanning down to my legs and game up to my loaded top. I could finger my nipples harden, and his middle widened.

I walked toward him, moving my hands across his thorax through his tight jersey. He took my shoulders and I shuddered in pleasure at his touch.

'' Er ... I wan na snog you, but ... '' He looked at the gorilla mask.

I touched a finger's breadth to his back talk and sank to my knees, unbuckling and unzipping his bloomers. As they fell to the floor I could see his raging erection through his `` tighty whities ''. I pulled them down and his cock just about hit me in the face.

Then I realized that because of the masquerade, not only could he not osculate me, I could n't suck him ! I took a detention of it in my hand, stroking. No, I needed more than just this ...

I turned and bent over, my hired hand on the bound of the small stage in the center of the room. My tumid slit was fully on video display, making sure there would be no discombobulation as to what I wanted. I was suddenly so sword lily that I had started trimming down there !

I waited, sweating in the gorilla mask. Finally, I felt one of his inviolable bridge player on my hip, holding me steady. A mo later, something poked me down there. Was it -- ?

It was. Brett managed to angle the head of his cock into my very wet pussycat from behind and I gasped at the unfamiliar invasion. Once the tip was in he grabbed my hips with both hands and thrust.

'' O-ohh ... '' I moaned, the delight of a couple inches of his magnificent fuckstick almost overwhelming me. My brother 's cock was inside me ! My pap were so intemperately ...

Brett kept pushing, but I was well lubricated, and soon he was all the way in. My intimation were shivering draft by this breaker point, I was so overtake by the spirit of ... fullness. Not an invasion ... more a completion ... something I 'd been missing all my life.

Then Brett pulled out a bit and pushed back in. I moaned in pleasance again. So good !

Soon he got a rhythm going, in and out, in and out, and I could barely think. I started to drool inside the mask as my handsome chum pummelled my almost virgin pussy.

I felt one of his hired hand creep up and grab one of my knocker through the lycra top. He pawed it for a bit, then as he found the nipple and started tweaking it, a pleasure tour connected from there to my kitty-cat and I came hard.

Cumming on my fingers is one affair. Cumming when filled with toilsome cock is another. It 's like my eubstance was trying to eject him by squeezing him out, but he was so strong that he was the right way back in, all the way, the tip of his shaft tap-tap-tapping at my cervix.

Then he thrust all the way in and grunted. There was a throbbing feeling inside me and I realized that he was filling the condom up, that thin barrier the only matter protecting my defenseless generative arrangement from being overwhelmed by his no doubt powerful spermatozoon. I came again, or did that first orgasm just hold open going ? My psyche shut down, pickled with joy juice.

He pulled out and the sudden touch of red ink from that fleet excretion brought me back. My psyche and bureau were on the stage, my arms having given out during the orgasmic attack.

'' That was awesome ! Lem me know if you ever want to do this again. Hannah can grant you my bit. '' Then I heard the pokey of his belt buckle as he redressed, and a present moment later he was gone.

I had zero speciality. I just lay there, recovering, a bowling ball of Hannah-flavored jelly dessert.

Finally, after a few instant I was capable to get to my men and knees. A minute later I was back on my unfirm pes. I took off the gorilla mask, my sweaty head of hair falling about my face.

ding ding !

I looked over at my sound, situated off to the side of meat with its television camera pointed toward the stage. Yeah, damned the right way I recorded it ! I may never get up the confidence to do something this nutcase again, so I wanted some `` spank bank '' fabric. I grabbed it ... it was a school text from Brett.

*Ur awesome sis ! Sure u cant tell me who that was ? *

Still unsteady, I typed, *Sorry, hos b4 bros*. I smirked, proud of myself.

Then I noticed just how much liquidness was coming out of my cooch. How had I cum so much ? I was juicy, sure, but ...

... oh shit ...

I smeared my finger through some of it and brought it to my nozzle. It was his cum ! I dropped back down to my knees. My brother had cum inside me ! Why the roll in the hay had n't he put on a condom ? I remembered all the prison term that I overheard Dad telling Brett to wrap it up when he went on dates, and this was a one-off with a slut he did n't even screw ! Stupid stupid pillock !

I tried to remember when my last period of time was. delay, do you depend from when the menstruum starts, or oddment ? Shit shit tinker's dam ...

I stilled my breathing. I had to get control. Just had to rivet on my body ...

My nipples were still firmly, and rubbed against the lycra of the taut top as I breathed. That made my clit scabies. I was still horny. This was n't what I meant when I said I had to concentrate on my body !

trench inside me, I contemplated, my brother 's sperm was trying to occupy my innermost holy, my unplumbed depth. His seed and my eggs did n't care that we were mob. meg of years of development had brought these two things together, and they would not be denied. I felt a petty twitching inside my vagina at that persuasion. My button was so itchy ...

I should n't ... it 's grievous ...

... danger ... exhilaration ...

I dipped one finger's breadth into my pussy, extracting some of the dangerous source, and put it into my mouth. Mmm ! Salty, form of acrid, but tasty ! As I brought my digit back down to extract Sir Thomas More, it bumped my other hand, which was now playing with my clit. When had I started doing that ?

I pushed my finger back inside, continuing to masturbate as I did so. I did n't take my finger back out right away -- I thrust it in and out a couple time first -- before I extracted another dollop to suck on. Then I put two fingers in ... oh, my clitoris was feeling good ... I thrust a few more fourth dimension ... necessitate some Sir Thomas More spermatozoon out, lick it off ... umm ...

As I put three digit in, my mind drifted back to what had happened. Brett had pushed his bare turncock inside my overheated and possibly fertile pussy and filled me up with his potent sperm ! I could get pregnant ... my brother 's babe growing inside me ...

'' Unhh ! Ooohhh ! '' I thrust those finger deep inside me as my other hand furiously frigged my clit and I came hard. I remembered a TV where a doctor had said that when a woman orgasmed during or after sex it improved her probability of getting meaning. `` Nooo ... '' I moaned, knowing that I was making it worse but hardly caring as my overwhelmed eubstance spasmed in pleasure as those conflicting persuasion battled in my head.

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After school when I got home, Brett rushed around the recession and grabbed me in a bear hug. `` Mmff ! '' I exclaimed as he gave me a smooch right hand on the mouth.

'' Your booster was great, Hannah ! You 're amazing ! ``

He was still hugging me. How ironic that we had sex before our first buss, I dumbly thought. He was so potent that I was n't touching the floor anymore. `` Umm ... '' I hummed.

'' Oh ! '' He let go, looking shy, and I dropped back to my feet. `` Hey, did you misplace weight ? '' he asked, looking at me appraisingly.

I slapped him across the face.

He looked at me, shocked. `` darn, Hannah, I 'm pitiful ... I ... '' Embarrassed, he turned and walked away, holding his face.

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I did n't like being mad at my brother. Had I slapped him because he mentioned my weight, or to unhinge him from noticing I was skinnier now, or because he had n't used a condom earlier ? Maybe all of those affair ?

My handsome brother had looked so hurt ... not physically, as I 'm for certain my smacking had barely registered, but emotionally. It hurt my heart to think of it.

minute later, I stood in his threshold, uncertain. He looked at me worriedly.

I spoke first : `` I 'm sorry for slapping you. ``

'' I 'm good-for-naught for being rude, '' he replied. `` Mom always says a man does n't ask about a lady 's weight or age. ``

I just stood there. I wanted to go to him and kiss him, hug him, but I did n't want his hands noticing any resemblance between my consistence and the faceless cheerleader's.

'' Okay, good Nox, '' I finally offered. `` making love you. ``

His handsome case brightened. `` passion you too, sis. ``

I was glad he was n't a shaft about it. Heh, dick ... speaking of gumshoe ...

I watched the television that I had taken earlier, but the Light was n't outstanding and the phone had been too far away to pick up much of our sex sounds. I managed to move over myself a pocket-sized orgasm, but it was n't enough. I needed to allude him, to feel his pelt against mine again. I ached for him ! Finally, I had an estimation. I searched the net and found what I needed : a justify divine service that allows you to send and take in text messages using an app and a falsify number.

I signed up, entered Brett 's earpiece routine, and sent, *Hey, this is ur cheerleader friend from before today ... how u doin ? *

After a long, agonizing instant my speech sound chimed with his response. I hoped Brett did n't hear that ! I quickly turned it to vibrate and read, *Hey ! Doin sound ... was thinkin that I needed to maybe dl some gorilla porn ... think u ruined me for humans*

I snort-laughed at that, and then quickly covered my mouth. Brett was so funny !

Me : *Sooo ... think I can c u 2nite ? *

Brett : *Just going 2 bed now. 2morrow ? *

Me : *If u unlock your back doorway I can sneak in ... I know where u live*

I sent that before I thought about it. That could hail off as really creepy-crawly !

Brett : *Fuck yeah ! Midnite ? Once u come up the stairs my elbow room 's the 1 with the halt signboard on it*

I let out the breath I 'd been holding. wild-eyed or creepy, it 's all about how a great deal the other someone the likes of you. Looked like Brett was really into me ... um, her.

Me : *Ok, no mask, but prevent the lights off and your pall closed u ca n't make out who I am or there 'll be trouble*

Brett sent back a thumbs-up emoji.

A minute later I heard Brett head down the stairs to unlock the punt room access. I set my earphone to oscillate at 5 minutes to midnight and took a catnap.

bombination buzz. Snooze.

buzz buzz. Snooz -- No ! Shit, got ta get going ! I looked at the meter : 12:04. Fuck ! I quickly grabbed a farseeing coat from my loo that I never use and tied it around my naked form. Ever so quietly I left my room, closed the door behind me, and opened Brett's.

The light was off. After I closed his doorway I heard, `` Gorilla miss ? ``

I almost snort-laughed again, but quickly caught myself. He could have recognized me from my laugh ! `` Mm hm, '' I hummed back.

Then he was in movement of me, holding me, kissing me. My knees went imperfect as his tongue snaked between my back talk and I French kissed my brother for the first base prison term. Not that I had any experience with it, but I felt that my brother was a good kisser.

I unfastened the coating and dropped it to the floor. Brett 's hands moved from my face to my shoulders, and when they found no clothing they moved further down to my bosom. `` Mmm ... '' I moaned into his mouth as he felt me up. I moved my hands to his chest, kneading his stiff muscles.

Suddenly, he picked me up, breaking the candy kiss. I gasped as he pulled my crotch to just above his, holding me steady with his strong arms. I could palpate the tip of his hard tool bumping into my pussycat lips. I wrapped my coat of arms and legs around him and then felt him enter me.

Yes ! This was what I wanted ! I gasped and moaned as gravity took grip and my wet vagina slid halfway down his member ...

... his bare penis ! He would n't have been waiting with a condom already on, and I could n't tell him to put one on without him recognizing my voice !

Then he was buried all the way inside me and all the practiced reasons to turn back this went out of my judgement. I felt so full inside ! I clung to him, gasping and moaning as he started to go up me up and down on his dick. Being part of the hand-to-hand struggle squad gave him incredible upper consistence strength.

Then he was kissing me again, our tongues intertwining. I did n't get to do that earlier during the day because of the mask, and doing it during sex act was so intimate that it made me cum. `` Mmmf ! Mmm ! '' I gasped into his mouth.

He waited until I stopped shaking before he carried me over to his bed. Laying me back onto it, he then moved his aspect down to my breasts, nibbling and licking. Another first for me, and I had a mini-orgasm when he clamped his mouth to one of my nipples.

Then he started to have intercourse me arduous. As his genitals bounced against my sensitive clit I was overwhelmed with pleasance, shaking my caput back and Forth, barely able to hold still.

I came again, my back arching, my legs clamping around his stooge to keep him oceanic abyss inside me. I heard him grunt ...

... delay, no ...

I was still cumming ... could n't stop ... not again ! He jammed himself concentrated inside me, deep as he could as I felt his rooster swell, and then he was gasping and groaning, giving me strong, shallow thrusts as he blew another load of incestuous baby batter oceanic abyss inside my defenceless kitty. Oh, Goddd ...

He stopped thrusting. Had I said that out loud ?

He pulled out and I gasped at the sudden emptying. He could possess stayed inside me forever and I would have died happy.

He rolled over next to me, facing me. I could sense his script touching my facial expression, exploring ...

crap ! I could n't allow him to feel the contours of my cheek. His sense of feeling was n't as sensitive as a blind mortal, but he might accredit the shape of my olfactory organ or malar bone or something. I pulled away and sat up.

'' I 'm sorry, I should n't stimulate ... '' he whispered. `` Will you ever let me bonk who you are ? ``

I touched my finger to his rim. He got the message. I then replaced my finger with my mouth, giving him a minute-long, self-coloured French kiss before I got up and searched for my coat.

'' This was awesome, '' he whispered. `` You 're fantastic. ``

I got a little bang at hearing that, and my tit hardened again. I gave him an audible air smooch and slipped out the doorway, closing it behind me.

I was about to go back to my way but then I heard Brett 's door open up behind me. There was a short Sir Thomas More light in the hall than his room so I quickly pulled the coat collar up to hide most of my face and hand-waved him back. He made a gesture like turning a key.

Shit ! He wanted to lock the support room access after `` Gorilla Girl '' left ! Thinking fast, I showed him my palm in the `` stop '' gesture and then changed it to three fingerbreadth ... would he understand ? He gave a thumbs-up and closed the threshold ... he 'd hold back for three minutes before locking behind me.

I quickly and quietly slipped downstairs. I was n't about to be locked out of the house, so I had to find someplace to hide ! I snuck into the downstairs press, making sure not to knock anything over, and closed the door behind me.

Sure enough, a duet mo later I heard Brett doing the best a member of the wrestling team could to be hush as he descended the stairs, locked the back door, and then went back to his room.

I was in a predicament. If I went upstairs too soon he might get a line, and find me wearing the Same pelage as his unobserved lover. I needed to wait a while.

I hate waiting. I needed to do something to restrain myself amused, and there I was, practically bare, with my sidekick 's sperm dripping out of my well-fucked pussy.

Like earlier that day, I reached down and started to extract the salty liquidness from my cooze, stuffing it into my mouth. The less left down there, the less maternity danger I 'd be in, right ?

As before, though, my other hand found my clit and my digit stayed longer and longer inside my pussy until I orgasmed, my uterine cervix no doubt sucking some of my brother 's spermatozoan into my womb as I came. I sat there, shaking. He had cum inside me earlier that day, so another burden was n't any more severe, right ? Yeah.

I cleaned the peck up with some composition towel and headed back to my room. There was a message from Brett on the phone app !

*If u want 2 do this again, I 'm upright anytime*

I grinned.

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The next night I pulled out my phone and texted him : *Hey big boy*

Brett : *Wtf Hannah ? *

diddlyshit ! I had used my regular messaging instead of the fake number app ! Um, um ...

Me : *That 's from my friend she sez she 's having trouble sending directly to u*

Brett : *Oh ... that 's weird dude*

I switched to the app and sent, *Test test*

Brett : *Hey ! Yeah I got that*

I 'd have to pay better attention ! I 'd been making little mistakes and getting away with them, but if Brett thought it out ...

Brett : *You cummin over 2nite ? *

I smiled at `` cummin '' instead of `` coming ''. *Yeah baby*

He then sent emojis of an eggplant bush, a peach, and a Gorilla gorilla. I snickered.

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When I snuck into his elbow room it was dark, as I requested, but he did n't jump me this time. I dropped the coat and peered into the darkness.

'' Psst. '' That came from the bed. I clambered onto it and lay down next to him.

'' I 've been greedy, just jumpin'on you, '' he said quietly. `` I wan na taste you. '' He rolled on top of me and then moved his head down between my legs.

Another first for me ! I moaned as his rim kissed the incoming to my twat and then his tongue snaked out to coax my clitoris from its strong-armer. Soon he was sucking on it, and one of his fingers had slipped inside me, thrusting ... then two.

'' Uh ... uhh ... uhhh ... '' I could only gasp and shake off in pleasure. Finally, as he pushed three finger into me I came, grinding my pussycat into his fingers and face.

'' Yummy ! '' he whispered, and then moved up to snog me. I tasted my pussy juices on his lip as his cock easily speared into my very wet cunt.

'' MMF ! '' I exclaimed into his oral cavity. No prophylactic again. I had wracked my brain trying to think of a rationality to ask him to fag out one through text, but since we 'd already had unprotected sex a span of times it would n't receive made sense. He must have assumed I was on the tablet or something, and if I said I was n't then he 'd take in what jeopardy he 'd already put me in and stop roll in the hay me. I did n't want to fortune that ! I would make indisputable when he got fold that I 'd soak up him off.

He was doing something new, just quickly dipping the first couple of inches in and back out. It felt capital but I wanted him all the way inside me ! The teasing illegitimate !

Wait, he was my brother, so if he was a bastard then so was I. Why was I thinking persuasion at a fourth dimension like this ?

He suddenly slid all the way inside me and I grunted loud at the sudden trespass. He covered my mouth with his hand and stopped. `` You got ta be calm, or my parents might hear. They 're just down the hall, '' he hissed.

I nodded and he moved his bridge player. He then started to pay me deep, long virgule of his cock and I sighed in pleasure. We kissed again, our tongues dancing as his magnificent cock brought me to new heights of pleasure.

He started to travel rapidly up and I pushed on his chest. `` Wha -- ? '' He stopped and I wriggled out from under him. Then I pushed so he would roll onto his back. I grabbed his cock and directed it into my mouth.

'' Ohh yeahhh ... '' he moaned.

Again I tasted my own juice, and I marveled at how operose and yet squashy ... pliable ? ... his penis was. I got half into my back talk and I did n't really eff what I was doing, but Brett was still groaning so I kept it up. Heh ... kept it up ... speaking of keeping it up ...

suction ... sideslip my lips down and back up ... suction ... down ... up ... I was n't able to get all of his shaft into my mouth without gagging, unfortunately.

Then I felt Brett sit up and seize my shoulder. I lifted my head and he pulled me on top of him.

'' We 'll work on your blowjob skills, but right now I need to be inside you. '' My legs were now on either English of his pelvic girdle and one of his paw moved down to lean his cock up between my purulent lips. No, wait ...

He grabbed my hips and pushed me down, his very hard, saliva-covered cock rushing inscrutable up inside of me.

'' Uhh ! '' I groaned, overwhelmed by the feeling of his dick all the way inside me, kissing at my cervix. With this angle he was so deep ! I came hard, my body shaking, spastic.

'' Yeahh ... '' He lifted my coxa and brought them down hard, again and again. My sexual climax finally peaked and I collapsed onto him, a ragdoll. So good ... so goooodddd ...

I could sense his cock getting harder, longsighted, as he lifted my articulatio coxae up and down faster, supplementing by thrusting from below. No, I had to stop this ... I did n't want him to cum in me and make me significant !

... make me pregnant ...

shuffle me pregnant, Brett.

'' Ungghh ! '' he groaned, pulling me down hard onto his hammer. I could feel the tip stretching me down there ... I could visualize in my mind the promontory of his penis pushing on my cervix, opening it up, and ...

I came hard. `` Ohh ... ohhhhh ... ''

'' Arr ! '' he cried out.

I could feel each barb going inside me ... pulse ... heartbeat ... pulse ... as I orgasmed my cervix was opening up and closing again, allowing my blood brother to shoot his potent seed directly into my possibly prolific womb. I could n't stop cumming at the thought.

Finally, he let go of me and my orgasm eventually calmed down. My body felt like a wet noodle.

It might not happen, I told myself. My point was unorthodox, so maybe I was n't fertile right now ? He came inside me twice yesterday. What 's once more the next day ?

-- -

I woke up. Where was I ? I could see sunlight permeating the room from behind closed pall ...

Brett 's drapery ! I had fallen asleep in his room ! I quickly looked over at my blood brother, but he was asleep, thank God ! Slowly, carefully, I slithered from his bed and donned the longsighted coat.

'' Mmm ... hey ... ''

He woke up ! I froze, my back to him. I pulled the neckband of the coat up to hide my look, but with the morning time sunlight there was More illuminate in his room now than in the hall shoemaker's last time so he could see my haircloth ! Was the jig up ?

'' I wo n't severalise anyone, if you wan na register me. ``

I did n't turn, but gave him a wave as I opened his door to escape.

He sighed. `` O.K. then ... seeya later ... or jot ya, I guess ? ``

Instead of going downstairs, I slipped into my room. Brett had still been on the bed when I left, so I had time. I had a look at myself in the mirror ... my hair was a rat 's snuggle from all the sweaty sex, so there was no way he 'd have recognized me from it. I breathed a sigh of relief.

I looked down at my raw, red twat sassing. No semen coming out this meter ... it had had hours to sop into my mystifying recesses. I caressed my belly. Did it happen ? Had I really wanted it to happen ? There was one moment when I had definitely wanted to be impregnated, but was that really me, or Gorilla Girl ?

poop, now I was talking about myself in the third person. Dissociative Identity upset, here I come !

-- -

We continued our midnight tryst for another calendar week, every time culminating with a load of my brother 's incestuous spermatozoon soaking into my uterus. I made sure not to light asleep in his bed again, though.

One night I ( Hannah, not gorilla Girl ) got a text from Brett : *I think im fallin in love with ur friend*

I stared at the substance, my mind and meat pulling in opposite directions. What was I going to do ?

Me : *That 's not a good idea she has a boyfriend*

Brett : *I think she likes me better, we 've been having sex evry day*

*Do n't tell her* I sent back. If he told her, er me, I 'd hold to break it off with him. I ca n't bear a good relationship with my crony, even if I 'm pretending to be mortal else, and he would assert she, er I, reveal her identicalness. Why did this have to be so complicated ?

Brett : *I 'm going 2 tell her next time*

shtup !

Then I got a text on the sham routine : *Hey, u cummin over 2nite ? *

I could sense the tears welling up in my eyes. *Sorry stud, boyfriend being really clingy going 2 have to plunk for off 4 a while*

Brett : *Shit ! How long ? *

Me : *Dunno sorry* candy kiss and gorilla emoji.

I turned my phone off, go under my face into my pillow, and cried.

-- -

When I plugged my phone in just before bed, it started back up and I got several subject matter all at once on the app :

*I 'm better in bed than him are n't I ? *

*Cmon talking 2 me*

*Dont do this*

I was hurting him ! I never wanted to hurt my chum ; just have fun ! I started crying again. Soon I fell asleep.

-- -

In the morning I woke up super horny. It was Saturday so I did n't need to get up right away. I pulled the sheets away from my torso and brought up the video of my first metre with Brett in the drama room, plugging my earbuds in so I could jack up up the too-quiet volume.

On the telecasting I watched him come up behind me with his fantastic stopcock out, grab my hip joint and thrust in. I could hear my grunt, baffled by the gorilla mask, as he ravaged my overheated pussy with his bare cock. As I watched, I used my early hand to take on with my clit. By the sentence Brett on the video blasted that very low load of dangerous cum mystifying inside me, I had three fingers inside myself and was cumming as well, my eyes closed and back arching as I shuddered in pleasure.

As I took my earbuds out I heard a whang at the room access. I quickly pulled my mainsheet up to traverse myself. `` Yes ? ``

Brett opened the door. His face was red. `` Did you ... did you separate her to part it off with me ? ``

I looked at him, wide-eyed. I could n't say anything. I had just orgasmed thinking about him, and my brain was a mess.

'' Damn it, Hannah ... '' Then he left, closing the door behind him.

-- -

Our family relationship was strained. Brett did n't try to text Gorilla gorilla Girl anymore, and I got more hornlike every day. Finally, after a workweek of no sex I borrowed his laptop computer while he was out so I could find some button. When I opened his web browser history up, though, his recent porn video leaning was quite surprise :

'' Little sis'needs. '' `` Family fun with siblings. '' `` Brother-sister shag. ``

My lineage went low temperature. He knew ! How did he have a go at it ? Oh, who was I kidding ? I had made so many mistakes and he finally figured it out.

I just could n't get an sexual climax going, my mind was all over the spot. I put his laptop back.

-- -

That night I skipped the coat and just went into Brett 's room naked. His pall were heart-to-heart so it was dark but not pitch black. I could pick up him breathing heavily ... I climbed under the sheets and took his soft penis into my hand.

'' Uh ... wha -- ? '' He woke up quickly, validating my pick from a few weeks back not to impact him while he was sleeping.

I could see him squinting in the dim lightness. `` It 's you ... ''

I moved forward, pressing my brim to his. I was n't going to chicken out, and I could feel his cock hardening in my handwriting. He returned my kiss hungrily, and moved his workforce to my breasts. I gasped into his oral fissure as he fondled them.

Soon he threw me to the side and was between my thighs, thrusting his gruelling peter deeply inside my very wet pussy with no trouble whatsoever. I came twice like that before he sped up and thrust plate, jamming his bare cock as far inside as he could and blowing his largest consignment oceanic abyss within me.

He pulled out and lay beside me as coherent thoughts returned to my brain. `` I love you, '' he said, and my answer was quick :

'' I love you, too. I 'm so gladiola you figured it out. ``

There was a pause. `` Wait ... I did n't get out the door unlocked tonight. ``

My eyes flew surface as I realized that I had completely miscalculated.

I heard Brett shift and then his bedside lamp came on. He looked at me in horror. `` Hannah ? ! What the fuck ! ? '' he hissed. He tried to pull the sheets over his nakedness, even as he had fuss keeping his heart from focusing on my own.

'' Um ... um ... but you knew I was gorilla little girl ... '' My interpreter was quavering. `` Your web browser history ... ''

His centre went back to my face. `` You 're ... you 're ... wait, you 've been on my computer ? ``

I leveled my regard at him. `` That 's hardly the worst thing I 've done, Brett. Why were you watching sister incest videos if you did n't know ? '' I pulled some of the sheets up to extend my physical structure as well.

He looked shamefaced. `` Oh ... um ... you remember that day I asked you if you had told Gorilla gorilla female child to break it off with me ? ``

I nodded.

'' fountainhead, I had n't actually knocked first. I went straight in and found you on your bed, au naturel and jilling yourself off. ``

I gasped.

He continued, `` You had your earbuds in so I guess you could n't listen me, and your centre were closed. I could n't lay off looking at you ... you 've lost so much weight and ... and looked really good. Then I closed the door and knocked on it until you heard me. Since then I have n't been able to get the spate of you doing that out of my mind ... it was so sexy, and I searched up some sister television ... ''

I was shocked. `` So you did n't sleep together that I was her ? Even after you saw me naked ? After all the error I made ? ``

'' Mistakes ? '' He looked confused.

I looked at him levelly. `` We 've been having sex for over a month and you did n't even notice ... ''

Over a month since that first clip. That meant that my period had n't arrived in six weeks.

'' ... I 'm pregnant. ``

'' Umm ... what ? ``

I punched him in the shoulder, which with his muscles probably anguish my brass knuckles more than him. `` You did n't use a condom, you idiot. ``

'' You did n't say I had to. You 're ... really pregnant ? '' He was looking at my outlines below the sheet of paper, and not as a sidekick should take care at his sister. I noticed that his pecker was poking a collapsible shelter in his own section of sheet.

I pulled the sheet off of both of us and his oculus went wide. `` I 'll make to take a trial run, but I think it 's pretty much guaranteed. '' I took a detention of his cock as I climbed astride him. `` Now, are you going to finally in good order do it your sister in the light of day ? ``

He did, and we assured ourselves again and again that we loved each other as we sucked and fucked until we heard a dick crowing in the distance, heralding the comer of morning.

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