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Sister Blows Her Bro

My Sister Blows Her Bro

It had been a long time since I’d even seen my brother, let alone had sex with him, but when my parents suggested we stay at their lake house for a few days, I couldn’t turn down the invitation. After all, it had been a while since we’d all hung out together and I thought it would be nice for us to catch up, even if it was just for a few days. Little did I know, my brother had other plans for us.

My brother and I had always been close. Growing up, we would do everything together. We would play together, go on adventures, and even sneak out late at night to swim in the lake. Over the years, we had become very close, and even though I had always thought of him as a brother, I also couldn’t help but think of him as something more than that.

As we drove to my parents’ lake house, my brother and I chatted the whole way. We talked about the old days, the places we had been and the people we had met. I felt a connection that I had never felt before, and I couldn’t help but let my mind wander to what it would be like to have sex with him.

When we finally arrived at the lake house, I was surprised to find that my brother had set up a romantic evening for us. He had prepared a dinner and had even lit a fire in the fireplace, creating an intimate and romantic atmosphere. After dinner, we settled into the living room and talked some more, and before I knew it, we were both in a passionate embrace.

My brother’s hands roamed my body, exploring places I had never been explored before and sending shivers down my spine. I couldn’t believe how good it felt to be touched by him, and I wanted more. I wanted to experience everything that sex had to offer with him.

My brother must have sensed my desire, because he soon began to take off my clothes. I felt exposed and vulnerable, but at the same time, I felt a rush of excitement. I wanted this, and I wanted it now. My brother then lay me down on the couch and began to kiss my neck and caress my body. I felt every inch of his body pressed against mine and I wanted him to touch me even more.

It wasn’t long before I felt his hand slide between my legs, and I let out a small moan as he began to stroke my inner thighs. I felt my body quiver with pleasure as he touched me and kissed me all over. I knew this was wrong, but I couldn’t stop myself. His touch was like a drug to me, and I wanted more.

My brother then began to move his hand lower, until he reached my most sensitive spot. He gently massaged me until I was begging for more and then he began to lick and suck on me. His tongue felt like a hot fire, and I felt like I was in heaven. I wanted him to make me cum, and I begged him to go faster and harder.

When I finally came, it felt like the whole world exploded. My brother then moved himself on top of me and entered me. I felt full, and I was amazed at how good it felt. I wanted to stay like that forever, but soon my brother started to thrust and I could feel him getting closer and closer to his own climax.

I felt his body tense up and then he let out a loud moan as he came. He lay on top of me, both of us exhausted from the incredible pleasure we had just experienced. I felt closer to my brother than I ever had before, and I knew that this was something we could never forget.

My brother then rolled off of me and we lay there in each other’s arms. We talked and laughed, and I felt so comfortable and at ease. We had just shared something special and I was thankful for it. We had taken a risk and it had paid off. Little did I know, this would be just the beginning of our naughty adventures together.

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