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Subject: i n c e s t  story: "MY BROTHER'S GIRLFRIEND"                                                                             14109
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MY BROTHER'S GIRLFRIEND

My brother, Tom, was a hunk and a half. He was one
of  the  best-looking  guys I had ever seen, and I
really  got  turned  on  by  looking at his body a
couple of times.
He  had  blonde  hair  that was cut short, and his
eyebrows  were  dark,  like mine. There were light
downy  blonde hairs on his legs, and his chest was
completely  hairless and muscular. The few times I
had  seen  him at the beach in a bathing suit, all
the  girls' (and some of the guys') eyes turned as
he passed by.
I  could  only  guess  about his pubic hair, but I
presumed  it  was  like mine --- not blonde, but a
darker, richer color --- like my eyebrows, a truly
dark blonde.
He  had  a girlfriend. The bitch was a truly nasty
little snot that I couldn't stand. I knew that she
was  going  to hurt him, and probably wouldn't put
out  for him unless he spent all kinds of money on
her. There were a thousand things about her that I
hated, but probably the one thing that I hated the
most was that I was jealous. I wanted my brother.
It  was a shock to me when I first realized that I
wanted him. It happened slowly, over a long period
of  time.  Then,  when  I  got  over the shock and
slowly  began  to  accept that it was OK for me to
want  my  brother,  I  decided that I was going to
have to do something about it.
His  girlfriend, Clara, and he were out on a date,
and  he  came  home very late, as usual. The first
thing  that  he did was go take a shower. Probably
to  beat  off  in the shower, I thought, because I
knew  that  the  bitch wasn't putting out for him.
That  is,  not  unless  he spent a lot of money on
her,   hard-earned  money  he  got  from  his  job
slinging burgers down at the drive-thru. Yeah, she
was a real bitch, all right.
I  had  gotten out of bed, and was standing in the
hallway,  right  next  to the bathroom door. I was
hesitating, wondering what to do.
I was wearing a nightie, made of some really thin,
see-through  material.  I  tapped  lightly  on the
bathroom door when I heard the water go off.
"Who's  there?" Tom asked, keeping his voice down.
His voice sounded kind of choked or something.
I  took  this as an invitation. I opened the door,
and my eyes were greeted by a sight that I thought
I  would  never  see.  He had slid back the shower
stall, and he was drying himself. His cock, a big,
fat,  juicy-looking dick, was sticking straight up
in  the  air.  He  looked at me, his mouth hanging
open.
I  took  a  step into the bathroom. I knew that he
could see through my nightie, and I just stared at
his  cock.  He  didn't  move, didn't say a word. I
pulled  my  nightie  over my head. He stared at me
with  wide  eyes as I stepped into the shower with
him.  I  took the towel out of his hand and tossed
it  on  the seat of the toilet. Then, I closed the
shower stall.
I turned the water on again, adjusting it to where
it  was  nice and warm. I took the soap and worked
up  a  lather,  and  I pressed my hand to his hard
cock.  I stroked it a few times and rinsed it, and
then  I  knelt in front of his hard meat. I guided
his  dick to my mouth, moving my tongue around the
head  of  it.  I  cupped his fat balls in my hand,
thinking  of what his bitch girlfriend, Clara, was
missing.
I  began  to  move  my  mouth  up and down, and he
started  grunting.  He  had obviously been playing
with  himself,  and  was  probably  ready  to cum,
anyway.  His  knees  shook  and he whispered, "Oh,
Suzy!"
His  cock  suddenly  jerked  in  my mouth, and his
spouting  cock  filled  my  mouth  with hot cum. I
swallowed  some of it, and let some of it run down
my  cheeks,  just for effect. I looked up into his
eyes,  and  saw  him  watching  my face as my lips
wrapped around his dick. Then, when he finished, I
pulled  away, and started soaping myself. Soon, as
I  knew  he would, he took the bar of soap from me
and  really gave my pussy a good lathering, moving
his  fingers to my cunt from behind. He even stuck
the bar of soap in the rim of my ass hole, sending
shivers down my spine. Then, he directed the spray
of water on my pussy, and rinsed it real well.
He  whirled  me  around  and knelt in front of me,
letting  me  watch  as  his tongue flicked out and
began  licking  my  pussy. I spread my legs wider,
giving  him  really good access to my goodies, and
soon,  my legs were shaking, and I, too, came with
a loud groan.
Then,  his  cock still hard and throbbing, he spun
me  around and bent me over. I could feel his cock
pressing  against  my  cunt,  and he shoved it in,
deep. It was hard and throbbing, and he grabbed my
ass and pulled me toward as he thrust forward. His
thrusting  sent waves of delight through me, and I
came  again  and again as I felt his cock slide in
and out of my hot pussy.
His  knees  began  to  shake,  and amidst a lot of
groans  and  other animal-like noises from him, he
came  again,  this  time filling my pussy with his
hot cum.
He  continued  to  thrust  as  he came, and I came
again.  I  pulled away from him then, exhausted. I
turned  the  spray  of water on the both of us and
rinsed  us  off.  We stepped out of the shower and
dried  each  other,  and  then we both went to his
room.
"What  the  hell  brought  all that on?" he asked,
looking  at my naked body, his cock still sticking
up in the air.
"You  and  Clara.  I  know  she's not putting out.
She's a bitch," I said.
He  frowned. "I haven't dated Clara in months, and
you're  right  ---  she  never put out. I wouldn't
fuck  her  if  she  did,  anyway!  She's about two
months pregnant with Joe's baby."
I couldn't believe I was hearing this.  "Huh?" 
"She  was  just a friend, you know, of Joe's, so I
dated her while he was away with his parents."
"Oh." What else could I say? 

--- Suzy P., Omaha,  NE    



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