Strapping It On For My Brother

 

Incest phone sexWhen I was young, my brother brought me a surprise.  He had gotten one of his buddies to sneak into a sex store to buy us a strap-on.  Our parents were gone to a movie, and my brother brought the toy to my room.  He held his hands behind his back, and I was curious.  What was he hiding?

He beamed and displayed it—this item that I’d never seen before.  It was like a penis—but not.  He placed it in my hands so that I could feel it.  I ran my fingers over the groves and thickness; I looked up at him and giggled.  It wasn’t as big and thick as my brother’s dick, but it still made me wet.  

I started to undress, and he looked at me eagerly.  I spread my legs and waited, not sure what he was going to do.  But he laughed and shook his head; he told me to stand up, and I was completely confused as he began tying the contraption to my hips with little pieces of leather.  He explained that the harness would hold the toy in place.  I was still confused but eager to please him.

He handed me some lube and began taking his clothes off, bending over the bed.  Now I understood!  He wanted me to fuck him in the ass like he did with me!  Being a good little sister—and really excited now—I lubed up my new cock and admired how it glistened.  I also used my tiny fingers to spread some lube in his asshole; he shuddered from the cold lube—and delight.

I began pushing the tip of the cock—much like he always did with me—into his pink, young asshole.  Now I knew how powerful it was…to be able to fuck someone—especially my big brother, whom I loved.  His thick cock continued to stiffen and I reached over to stroke it.  He was bearing down hard on my new favorite toy and it was becoming more difficult to move it inside of him.  I put my chin on his shoulder and kept playing with his cock; but, every once and I while, I had to look at his cock—I didn’t want to miss the great release.  And, what a release it was!  I don’t think I have ever seen or heard him cum this hard—shaking, shivering, and screaming with pleasure—except for the first time he woke me up and pulled down my panties!

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