my young teenage cunt, the cunt my little brother was now fingerfucking.
Oh, God. My own brother’s fingers were inside me. The fingers he’d once slipped into mine on our first day of school, scared and only having each other for support, were now fingering my cunt while I was sucking his cock, licking up every drop of the pre-cum that still kept flowing.
“You’re so wet, sis,” he hissed, as he lifted his face from between my legs.
“Wet for you,” I said.
I let go of his cock and opened my legs even wider. I then pushed myself up on my elbows and leaned forward to kiss him, open-mouthed. Our tongues connected, and I could taste my own cunt on his lips, my juices mixing with his saliva and his pre-cum in my mouth. He stuck his tongue so deep into my mouth, that for a moment I gagged, and loved the feeling. My hand was still pumping his cock, and his fingers were still firing into my pussy like pistons, and my breath now came in gasps as I was close to orgasm.
“Fuck me, Ben,” I panted into his mouth. “Fuck your sister.”
His eyes went dark with lust at these words, and he jerked his fingers out of me. I cried at the sudden void there, but I didn’t have long to wait. He threw himself on top of me, pinning me down, and before I knew what was happening, he’d plunged his cock into my soaking wet cunt.
“God!” I cried, as my brother’s thick length penetrated my flesh. “Oh, God!”
I felt a dull pain as the tip of Ben’s cock pushed against my hymen, straining against it, building the pressure inside. His cock filled me wall to wall, and the feeling left me gasping for breath.
“I’m hurting you,” he said, worried at my grimace. “I’m too big for you.”
I shook my head bravely, and when he started pulling back, I folded my legs around his waist and pushed him deeper into me. I cried out, then, as the pain became excruciating, but wanted him so much—so much—that I arched up against him, and now he was all the way inside, his enormous girth straining my flesh, expanding my hole almost beyond endurance, sending ripples of pain and pleasure through my lower belly.
“I’m your sister,” I gasped. “And you’re my brother. We were made for each other, Ben.”
His frown of worry disappeared, replaced by so much love, that tears filled my eyes. I kissed him, and he kissed me back, hungrily. And I suddenly realized I wasn’t a virgin anymore. My own brother had taken my virginity, and I had taken his.
“Leihla!” he said, as he pushed deeper and deeper into me. “Oh, sis, I’m inside you! All the way inside.”
The pain mingled with such an intense sensation of pleasure, that I wanted him deeper, the spasms inside intensifying with every inch of cock burrowing into my hole, sinking deeper and deeper into my flesh.
Then suddenly, as if he’d read my mind, he thrust the rest of his cock all the way into me, the tip reaching a place deep inside that I knew could only be my womb. My body contracted so violently, that I arched up, and covered his open mouth with mine, then breathed, “You’re the first, Ben. You’re my first. The first man who’s ever fucked me and the only one who ever will.”
Light from a passing car momentarily streaked through the curtained window and lit up the room, and I could see the surprise in his eyes, those beautiful eyes as they bore into mine. He stopped for a moment, then the realization that he’d taken his sister’s virginity flashed across his face, and an expression of pure lust changed his features into something so powerful, it took my breath away.
And I knew from his expression, he saw the same desire reflected in me, for I lusted after him like he lusted after me. And in that moment, our bodies so intimately connected, I suddenly realized that this was what I’d always wanted: to lie together, not like brother and sister, but like lovers.
He felt it too, for suddenly he bucked his hips and rocked his cock into me with such