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   inc/MF/brother/sister This story contains incest sex.  If this offends
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Chapter 9
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It didn't take long for our licentious relationship to become a habitual activity. The moment I returned home everyday I would immediately remove my clothing. Not only had my brother always requested my nudity but I had become pleased with the serene feeling of being naked. It also provided substantial opportunity to have sex with my brother. Sometimes I believed he needed it more than me. His cock was always full of vim. I gave him plenty of freedom to fill me with his vigor.

Yes, sex had become so frequent and so regular that there wasn't much that differentiated one time to the next. It seemed to always start with some deep kissing. There was always plenty of groping. Then one of us would go down on the other. This oral interrogation of each other's genitals would always be retaliated. My brother enjoyed me being on top so he could play with my tits. I enjoyed him on top, just because I liked it that way. So we would usually end up rolling around until one of us victoriously stayed on the bottom. Finally we would end up with the fucking which most always ended with him cumming inside me.

This all sounds so very routine and perhaps a bit tedious. Being that the sex was incestuous I had always felt the excitement that would declassify our sex as routine. As time went on our emotional connection during sex became unfathomably deep. Though I was scared to admit my feelings I knew that I had actually fallen in love with my own brother.

In order to avoid a laborious story telling of epic proportions I have chosen to now share sexual encounters that were different than our usual. Those sexual experiences that caused memories to be seared in my mind. So now a bit of fast forwarding through time.

We had a good number of fun sexual times together. A couple of our most memorable sexual confrontations happened during midterm week. My brother and I had been sexually active for well over a month. It was normal for us to have an erotic coupling at least once a day. During midterms this had all changed. My brother had become a study whore and avoided me as much as possible. Even though he wanted me and desired my body he also wanted to keep good grades. I can't say that I blame him. So, during midterm week we had a bit of a sexual slowdown.

My own midterms were not nearly as difficult as my brother's. He had confined himself to the school library for most of the week. After seeing him for only a few moments every day that week I was beginning to feel rather lonely. Spending my free time at home in a state of undress was not quite the same as having him there with me. Invariably I ended up masturbating more often than not.

It didn't take much self pleasuring before frustration hits. Especially when I knew that my brother could easily help with my sexual dissatisfaction. The cogs in my brain began to spin while thinking about ways to seduce him so heavily he could not refuse. I considered lingerie. I thought about saving some money in order to get our favorite hotel room. A room which we had not visited since that fateful weekend. I even considered tying him down to his bed again just to have my way with him.

All of these thoughts seemed to come up short. I wanted fun sex. I wanted amazing sex. Unfortunately I had no money for a hotel room and no way to convince him to join me there. So out of sheer lack of imagination fueled by my sexual frustration I set out to go talk to him. If only to be with him for but a short moment.

I arrived at the school's library and began my search. The first floor was disparagingly void of my brother's presence. I certainly understood as the first floor was the busiest and therefore the noisiest. The second floor also turned up nothing of interest. It wasn't until I reached the fourth floor that I finally found him ducked into a corner dutifully reading his books.

I sat a ways away from him and watched his intense focus. Writing and reading followed by obvious thinking. I didn't want to interrupt him but found it hard to move my eyes away from his image. I had nearly resigned myself to another evening of self love when my brother finally leaned back. I could only stare in his direction as he stood and headed towards the restroom. He seemed completely oblivious to my presence.

The library's fourth floor was always sparsely populated. I knew that if I wanted any action that day I would have to move fast. I nearly sprinted towards the restroom door that my brother had just walked through moments ago. I quietly made my way inside and locked the door behind me. I moved around the corner and stood behind my brother as he relieved himself at the urinal. I didn't want to startle him. I certainly wasn't in the mood to be covered in pee.

I had seen my brother urinate quite a number of times. He had a routine which involved shaking off his shaft after he was done. So I waited until he began his regular ritual before I said anything to him. "Shake it once your cleaning it off. Shake it twice your playing with it," I tooted at him.

My brother abruptly turned around while trying to tuck himself back into his pants. "What the fuck are you doing in here? Are you fucking crazy?" His response seemed rather perturbed.

"Oh don't worry," I replied as I smiled at him. "I've locked the door." He simply looked disparagingly at me as I moved towards him. "As long as we are quick no one will ever find out."

"You really want to have sex in a public restroom," he inquired.

"I want to have sex now. We just happen to be in here." In order to entice him more I removed my shirt and dropped my pants. I stepped away from my clothing and slid my ass up on the counter. "So what do you say? Want to penetrate my pussy?"

My brother seemed reluctant to engage in sex with me in the library restroom. "Come on. Get dressed we can't have sex in here. This is a public place."

"That didn't stop you when we were on the stage. Why don't you just get over here and get the job done?"

He finally pulled his cock back out. In the short time since I announced my presence to the time he pulled himself back out he had developed quite a good erection. "Your pussy had better be wet. If you aren't I'm leaving."

I could feel it. I knew my brother would slide right in. I had been psychologically preparing myself most of the week for this one moment. I didn't know it would happen right then but I was more than ready for him. I could feel myself beginning to drip as his cock made its way towards me.

The pure ecstasy of feeling his cock for the first time in days nearly sent me over the edge immediately. My brother's cock was deep inside of me. His hands grabbed my hips as he began pumping his cock in and out of my wet and wanton womanhood. I could feel myself reaching my climax with only a few more good pumps of his cock.

"Fuck me baby," I whispered in his ear. "I'm going to cum for you."

He began fucking me harder and faster as my orgasm wrenched through my body. I squeezed him in closer to me. I lifted myself up using his neck and fucked him back as hard as I could. As my brother was supporting both our weight I felt his cock begin to erupt. I continued my relentless humping until he had become limp enough to slip right out of me.

I put my feet back on the ground and leaned in for a kiss. At that moment we heard a slight rattle at the door. "Shit," my brother quietly exclaimed. "We had better get out of here."

He pulled his pants back up and watched me as I frantically put my clothes back on. My brother unlocked the door and peeked outside. The coast was clear. We made a break for it and quickly ended up back at the table where my brother was studying. We couldn't help but giggle together as another guy showed up a few minutes later with a school janitor in tow. The janitor reached up and opened the door without a problem. He then gave a disgusted look to the guy as he walked away.

"That was so much fun," I told my brother. "I can feel your cum soaking my panties. Its so hot."

My brother smiled at me. "We almost got caught. Do you realize what could happen if people found out about us?"

"Don't get your panties in a twist. We didn't actually get caught did we? And it was lots of fun."

"Yeah. You had your fun. Now get out of here so I can keep studying."

My brother seemed rather upset with me. I figured it was best not to push my luck with him any further. I headed for home and prepared for his arrival. I figured he would be upset with me and would like to share a few choice words when he got home. The sex we shared was quick and dirty but I loved every moment. I sat quietly sulking as I expected to receive a stern talking to.

Merely an hour later, much earlier that I had expected, my brother came barging through the door.

"I'm sorry I made you have sex with me," I said to him.

He didn't say anything to me at all. Instead he swiftly spun me around and bent me over the arm of our couch. I could feel him roughly pulling my pants down. His cock forcefully probed at my pussy until I was wet enough to allow him entry. He shoved his cock into me and started pumping me vigorously.

"You want my cock," he said angrily as he continued his fucking movements. "You fucking take my cock, bitch."

My brother had never treated me like this. Being dominated in such a rough way was a major turn on for me. His cock was roughly pounding me from behind while he spoke so dirty to me. "Yes," I yelled out. "I need your cock!"

He started fucking me harder. "You only get my cock here. You understand me?"

"Yes!" I yelled with a vibrating tone as he was pounding my pussy.

He began slapping my ass with his open palm. A stinging slap with every pump of his cock. "You've been a naughty girl!"

"Yes," I yelled again. "Punish me."

My brother pushed himself balls deep. His cock began to pulsate as his fresh cum began to mingle with the leftovers from just over an hour ago.

I felt his cock vacate my body. I stayed leaned over the couch expecting more of a spanking from him. I heard his zipper followed by the door opening and then closing. He had left. I had expected an exchange of words with him. Instead he made his point clearly, in the way I needed it. I lifted myself up from the couch and moved my ass to its nearest cushion. My pussy was feeling good but my ass hurt. I just needed a few moments to let it rest. I also needed a few moments to mull over my brother's fun but harsh punishment.

