Brotherly Love

kinky phone sex aimeeI’ve been waiting all year for the 4th of July. You see, that’s when my whole family gets together for their annual picnic. I miss my brother so much. He’s been gone since last summer, working as a contractor overseas. Yes, we talk dirty on the phone and often Skype, but it’s not the same.
My brother and I have always had a special relationship. Daddy traveled a lot and Mommy was an ER Nurse. We were often left alone overnight, but I always felt safe. Things were mostly innocent until we became barely legal.
One night my brother was sitting up late. I decided to sneak up on him and scare him. Imagine my shock when I found him in front of the TV watching porn and jerking his cock. I had never even seen a cock before.
At first, I only watched. I was mesmerized by his large shaft and the way he stroked it. First softly, then feverishly, as he reached his orgasm. It became a nightly ritual for me, watching unseen. I started getting this tingly feeling deep inside me and I slid my hand into my panties. I reached my first nut that way, watching him masturbate to the sexy women in the movie. I wanted to be the one making him moan!!!
One night I decided to “catch him in the act.” I put on my sexiest nightie and wandered into the living room. I sat down on the couch across from him and spread my legs, giving him a look at my nearly hairless cooch. It was too late. He was jerking wildly and all he could do was gape at my nearly hairless pussy. I crawled across the floor, on my knees, and looked closely at his cock. I reached out to touch it and he grabbed my hand, placing it firmly on his meat stick. “Oh Aimee,” he moaned. I felt the rigid shaft throbbing in my hand, saw the head turning more purple, the precum drooling, and suddenly, I realized that I had the POWER. Instinctively, I opened my mouth just as he shot ribbons of jizz into it and all over my hair .
Oh, many more games followed in the nights to come. I’ll give you all the sordid details of him taking me in every way possible in future blogs. And believe me, there will be more than rockets going off on the 4th of July. When you hear that first BANG, it will be me screaming into the night, as my brother shoots that first load into me.

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