link:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VZg-pBRolMMI always knew that if I gave my brother the slightest chance he would have given me a good pounding. When I developed, I had turned 18, but he was just starting to figure out his body. I could feel his gazes on my tits, my booty, I could feel him planning to come closer and closer again.
During vacations, when we shared a bed with a creaky mattress, he would sleep above me at night, and I'd feel the bed slightly swaying as he masturbated, rubbing himself against the mattress. He was so fine that when his cock fell into the slits of the suspenders, you could see it moving...or at least that's what I imagined...while I got wet impudently....was he thinking of me? Or someone else?....I always gave him moments, with my tits out and fitting well inside my bra when we ate, tiny ass out covered by my dress when I washed the dishes or absorbed sexy mates when we snacked.
One night I came back from dancing drunk and hot, and then I decided to play a little. Making him think I didn't notice he wasn't asleep, I got up on all fours and walked around the room in my tits, making it seem like I was looking for a nightgown. He opened his eyes and closed them...he didn't cover himself.
I raised the stakes and got into bed with just my tits and thong, and slid my hand into the mattress slit, waiting for the longed-for passage of his member. It had gotten so hot that he didn't take precautions and started masturbating, rubbing the mattress. I felt it...he felt me...without startling, he began to focus his cock on that small lump in my hand....until he stopped...I deduced he was done.
Wet, all I had to do was masturbate, caressing my labial lips and auto-touching my breasts, while whispering softly. I thought this kind of masturbation would have knocked him out, but no, he was paying attention to my touch....the bed started swaying again, and I decided not to stop. I whispered softly as I masturbated, following his rhythm.....I tried to reach it...as I saw the situation wasn't going anywhere, I began to pretend...the bed was hitting against the wall...
-Give it little brother, give it, ah I feel it...ah, ahhh.
In the following days, no one spoke of the topic and so the years passed. Nevertheless, I always gave him my hot moments, longing for him to dedicate a masturbation like that night's, in that longing, I also touched myself.
Last week, the moment finally came. I had moved to my new apartment and was having problems with the PC, so he offered to help me. He was sitting at the table in the dining room when I arrived from work. It was hot, I was wearing a green long dress, but due to the action of my wide legs and buttocks, it was rising provocatively as I approached, so I stopped adjusting it, so when I entered, it seemed like a mini-skirt with a dress.
That dress was for attracting men, since my back was left uncovered and made me stand out in my breasts (I have 98 that I wear with a few more push-ups), or if my brother didn't get excited, I would feel very bad. He got up suddenly to greet me, how nice I looked...a pair of shorts cut off at the knees, a shirt that accentuated his back and shoulders, and he was freshly shaved (including his head). I'm super short, I don't reach 1.55, so to greet him who is 1.80 tall, I had to stand on tiptoes.
I don't know if it was intentional or not, but he didn't bend down, so I always had to stand on tiptoes and hang from his super shoulders to reach his cheeks. This time, I decided to play a little, so while I was stretching, I rubbed his breasts all over his chest, he didn't stay behind and helped me by grabbing my waist, I felt his underwear on my stomach. When I returned to my height, impudently, I adjusted the fallen zipper from his surprise hug. I noticed his gaze at the crack of my breasts, turned around halfway and went to the room.
I left the purse on the bed, the things inside spilled out, so I put myself with my butt outside to pick up the things...at the the ambient temperature and my pace, added the temperature of my brother's cock hard that desperately wanted to separate my buttocks, I hadn't realized that in the movement had half my butt outside...he took it as an invitation...added to the incident of the greeting.
I couldn't imagine how big it was...I was indescribable, began to tell him no, but he attracted me with more force towards it...found my pussy wet, so despite telling him no, my body thought otherwise...entered his head, which moved slowly, provoking my gasps...
-Will you stay there?
I screamed wildly when I felt almost 20 cm of hot flesh in my super wet pussy, his cock without measuring spaces entered and exited entirely...had me taken by the buttocks...
He pushed it all the way inside and started to take me with short thrusts...I escaped from him and settled well on the center of the bed on four...he kept taking me with fury as if guilt was eating at him and he wanted to cum quickly...I didn't want...
-Take me nicely and slowly...like when you used to clean the mattress...
He understood perfectly...the cock inside wouldn't let me think about anything else...
With my head buried in the sheets, each thrust made me rub against his face, my hands couldn't take it anymore and I fell onto my stomach...he took off my dress and bra in one movement (I don't know if he had super strength or the shaking had undressed me by itself), I took off my thong and started to kiss every inch of my orange skin until I reached my pussy...he stayed there for a while, wanted to grab my bald head but couldn't reach...went up with his tongue, felt the humidity on my butt...kept going along my back until he started kissing my shoulders and neck, he kissed me...wanted to pierce my anus...but couldn't because I jumped badly...
-That's it, you're going to hurt me
The sensation of the unfinished sentence again...it was already inside, my pleas didn't matter anymore...so I decided to cum and I started pushing towards up...it didn't last long...I felt like I was spinning around like a doll...I managed to open my legs, he took care of grabbing me like a trailer, from my thighs, it stopped...like wanting to do something more...I ran my hand over my stomach, touched my left nipple, reached my neck...
I accompanied the movement, undid my hair that fell on my shoulders...the red contrasted with the sunset that was slipping through the window...without taking off my cock, he settled beside me on my tits...he began to kiss and bite my nipples while struggling with my hair...
I lifted my head feeling like I wanted it all over. The thrusts made my hair come back to life, I pulled him towards me and offered my neck that he kissed with his tongue, now he was looking at me from above as my tits bounced...
-Give it to me, give it to him...I'm close...
-I can't cum, I won't cum...
I made him eat his words, in an effort I lifted my waist and posed my legs open on his shoulders, the pussy reached its maximum penetration...his body gave in...I felt the cum filling up my use the word: pussy...
During vacations, when we shared a bed with a creaky mattress, he would sleep above me at night, and I'd feel the bed slightly swaying as he masturbated, rubbing himself against the mattress. He was so fine that when his cock fell into the slits of the suspenders, you could see it moving...or at least that's what I imagined...while I got wet impudently....was he thinking of me? Or someone else?....I always gave him moments, with my tits out and fitting well inside my bra when we ate, tiny ass out covered by my dress when I washed the dishes or absorbed sexy mates when we snacked.
One night I came back from dancing drunk and hot, and then I decided to play a little. Making him think I didn't notice he wasn't asleep, I got up on all fours and walked around the room in my tits, making it seem like I was looking for a nightgown. He opened his eyes and closed them...he didn't cover himself.
I raised the stakes and got into bed with just my tits and thong, and slid my hand into the mattress slit, waiting for the longed-for passage of his member. It had gotten so hot that he didn't take precautions and started masturbating, rubbing the mattress. I felt it...he felt me...without startling, he began to focus his cock on that small lump in my hand....until he stopped...I deduced he was done.
Wet, all I had to do was masturbate, caressing my labial lips and auto-touching my breasts, while whispering softly. I thought this kind of masturbation would have knocked him out, but no, he was paying attention to my touch....the bed started swaying again, and I decided not to stop. I whispered softly as I masturbated, following his rhythm.....I tried to reach it...as I saw the situation wasn't going anywhere, I began to pretend...the bed was hitting against the wall...
-Give it little brother, give it, ah I feel it...ah, ahhh.
In the following days, no one spoke of the topic and so the years passed. Nevertheless, I always gave him my hot moments, longing for him to dedicate a masturbation like that night's, in that longing, I also touched myself.
Last week, the moment finally came. I had moved to my new apartment and was having problems with the PC, so he offered to help me. He was sitting at the table in the dining room when I arrived from work. It was hot, I was wearing a green long dress, but due to the action of my wide legs and buttocks, it was rising provocatively as I approached, so I stopped adjusting it, so when I entered, it seemed like a mini-skirt with a dress.
That dress was for attracting men, since my back was left uncovered and made me stand out in my breasts (I have 98 that I wear with a few more push-ups), or if my brother didn't get excited, I would feel very bad. He got up suddenly to greet me, how nice I looked...a pair of shorts cut off at the knees, a shirt that accentuated his back and shoulders, and he was freshly shaved (including his head). I'm super short, I don't reach 1.55, so to greet him who is 1.80 tall, I had to stand on tiptoes.
I don't know if it was intentional or not, but he didn't bend down, so I always had to stand on tiptoes and hang from his super shoulders to reach his cheeks. This time, I decided to play a little, so while I was stretching, I rubbed his breasts all over his chest, he didn't stay behind and helped me by grabbing my waist, I felt his underwear on my stomach. When I returned to my height, impudently, I adjusted the fallen zipper from his surprise hug. I noticed his gaze at the crack of my breasts, turned around halfway and went to the room.
I left the purse on the bed, the things inside spilled out, so I put myself with my butt outside to pick up the things...at the the ambient temperature and my pace, added the temperature of my brother's cock hard that desperately wanted to separate my buttocks, I hadn't realized that in the movement had half my butt outside...he took it as an invitation...added to the incident of the greeting.
I couldn't imagine how big it was...I was indescribable, began to tell him no, but he attracted me with more force towards it...found my pussy wet, so despite telling him no, my body thought otherwise...entered his head, which moved slowly, provoking my gasps...
-Will you stay there?
I screamed wildly when I felt almost 20 cm of hot flesh in my super wet pussy, his cock without measuring spaces entered and exited entirely...had me taken by the buttocks...
He pushed it all the way inside and started to take me with short thrusts...I escaped from him and settled well on the center of the bed on four...he kept taking me with fury as if guilt was eating at him and he wanted to cum quickly...I didn't want...
-Take me nicely and slowly...like when you used to clean the mattress...
He understood perfectly...the cock inside wouldn't let me think about anything else...
With my head buried in the sheets, each thrust made me rub against his face, my hands couldn't take it anymore and I fell onto my stomach...he took off my dress and bra in one movement (I don't know if he had super strength or the shaking had undressed me by itself), I took off my thong and started to kiss every inch of my orange skin until I reached my pussy...he stayed there for a while, wanted to grab my bald head but couldn't reach...went up with his tongue, felt the humidity on my butt...kept going along my back until he started kissing my shoulders and neck, he kissed me...wanted to pierce my anus...but couldn't because I jumped badly...
-That's it, you're going to hurt me
The sensation of the unfinished sentence again...it was already inside, my pleas didn't matter anymore...so I decided to cum and I started pushing towards up...it didn't last long...I felt like I was spinning around like a doll...I managed to open my legs, he took care of grabbing me like a trailer, from my thighs, it stopped...like wanting to do something more...I ran my hand over my stomach, touched my left nipple, reached my neck...
I accompanied the movement, undid my hair that fell on my shoulders...the red contrasted with the sunset that was slipping through the window...without taking off my cock, he settled beside me on my tits...he began to kiss and bite my nipples while struggling with my hair...
I lifted my head feeling like I wanted it all over. The thrusts made my hair come back to life, I pulled him towards me and offered my neck that he kissed with his tongue, now he was looking at me from above as my tits bounced...
-Give it to me, give it to him...I'm close...
-I can't cum, I won't cum...
I made him eat his words, in an effort I lifted my waist and posed my legs open on his shoulders, the pussy reached its maximum penetration...his body gave in...I felt the cum filling up my use the word: pussy...
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