He took me completely by surprise when he wrapped his arms around my waist, lifted me off my feet and stepped out of the costume. As my feet hovered above the floorboard, I felt his hard cock drill even deeper into my pussy. The tip of his manhood was touching me in virgin territory and it felt like the night my first boyfriend deflowered me. But it was a little different this time. No man had ever gone so deep, or stretched me out so much. He was almost buried to the hilt inside me, and could have gone deeper if not for my tightness.
I had to cover my mouth with both hands as I screamed into my palms from the stinging pain and sensitivity. Despite the shock from what Max was doing, I couldn’t let anyone find out what was going on upstairs. What would our parents think?! We would be ruined! Our lives would be over! How could we face the world?! I couldn’t let that happen. I had to stay rational, and I held hopes that Max would come back to his senses. But to my anguish, it seemed like he had completely lost his mind.
I tried to reason with him, “M… Max!... Put me… Down… Please!... Don’t… Do this… I’m your Zeh!” My pleas fell on deaf ears. He carried me to his bed and threw me facedown on it. He pressed my butt with his palms and pinned me down. As he slowly drew his cock out of my pussy, I groaned softly into his mattress. I could feel his burning, lustful eyes looking down at where he entered me, when he gasped in awe. He must have been watching my wet pink lips being dragged out as he unsheathed his meat pole.
I have been told by my ex-boyfriends it was quite a pretty sight, and it always drove them wild. And the fact that I always kept myself fairly shaven, save for a sexy little Mohawk, could have added to Max’s insane desire. As I felt him vacate my depths, I could also feel my warm, overflowing juices escape from my stuffed female opening, droplets gathering at my pussy lips and running down my inner thighs. Deep down inside, I was fighting the temptation to drive my ass back onto his cock and ride my wet pussy to orgasm on his thick, hard cock. I was determined not to give in to my bestial urges.
I turned my head to the side and saw our reflection on his full length wardrobe mirror. It had the whole view of his room and there I was, kneeling on his bed in my sweat-soaked t-shirt and shorts. My back was arched, my arms were slumped under me and my long hair had fallen around my face. He was standing behind me in his singlet and boxers, with his cock poking through his fly. That little pervert had forgotten to button his fly before we got into the costume, which led to this predicament!
I could see the left leg opening of my FBT shorts pushed wide to the side as his meat shaft went through it. I could also see his exposed, glistening cock at my wet entrance, raw, obscene and utterly drenched in my juices. It was like a scene from a porn flick. His eyes never stopped staring down at my ass as he drew his cock out of my pussy, inch by slow inch. His fingers kept kneading and stroking my butt cheeks. By now he had already pulled about 6 inches out, leaving only his cock head inside me. But my pussy still felt stuffed. God, he was big.
After he had pulled away, I could feel cool air behind me. Beads of warm sweat rolled down behind my thighs and onto the back of my knees. The heat was getting to him, so he pulled his singlet up, took it off and threw it to his side. His chest was rising and falling in anticipation with every breath he took, as if he had some sinister plan in store for me. Getting afraid, I tried to crawl forward on my hands and knees to get away from him but before I could even dislodge his cock from my pussy, he reached down and gripped me at my hips to pull me back.
To be continued?
I pleaded with him again, “M… Max!... Please!… Lemme go… I… I don’t wanna do this… You… You’re my brother… Pleeeasssee!… Nooo!!...” But it backfired on me. It turned him on even more after hearing me beg. I could feel his steely grip tightening on my hips, hurting me. Then as he pulled me onto him, he rammed his cock balls deep in one hard thrust. It was more than I could take. I grabbed a pillow and screamed into it. My knuckles turned white as I held onto it for dear life. Goosebumps broke out all over my body as I could feel the tip of his manhood rub past my sweet g-spot and bump into my cervix.
He reached forward with his right hand and pulled me up by my shoulders. Then he held onto my right collar as he slid his left hand under my waist and pulled my hips up. I was still trying to cope with the pleasurable pain that came with the deep penetration of my pussy, so I put up no resistance as I let him manipulate me into position. The sound of my panting breath and the squeaking of the mattress springs suddenly sounded deafening in the otherwise silent room.
From the mirror, I could see myself on all fours, pushing my palms down on his mattress for support and my head lowered with his right hand pulling on my shoulder. My wet clothes exposed every curve I had on my body. My slim arms were damp and gleaming with sweat, my long hair clinging onto my sticky, fair neck and partially obscuring my face.
As he lifted my waist with his left hand, my back arched, thrusting my firm, hanging breasts out below me. I could see my nipples poking on the soaked fabric of my flimsy t-shirt. He was kneeling between my spread thighs, his tanned dark skin contrasting with my fair maiden-like skin, slowly withdrawing his hard cock from the depths of my pussy once more.
“Mmmm… Faark… Aaa… Mmmm… ” I whined as I felt his man meat dragging on every nook and cranny of my tight female canal. My wetness was seeping out in between as he pulled out, a few droplets of girly fluid dripping down between my legs, and onto the bed. He continued to withdraw slowly until only his tip was in, and then slid his whole cock in balls deep again. I felt like I was in sexual heaven, being fucked by him. I really hated my body for enjoying it as I reluctantly sighed and moaned to myself.
He repeatedly pumped his large, rock-hard cock into my dripping wet snatch at a slow and constant pace. I was shaking and shuddering from the continuous sexual assault. All this while, he was using his right hand to pull me back onto his thrust, using my shoulder for leverage. He started to feel my tight pussy walls relaxing and opening up to his cock for easier entry, as if encouraging him to go harder and faster.
Just then, there was a knock on his door. “Max, are you in there? What are you doing inside? Don’t lock yourself upstairs. Come down and help serve our guests… And where’s your sister? I can’t find her anywhere…” It was our Mom! I panicked. We hadn’t realised we had been up here for at least 10 minutes. I couldn’t let her know I was in the room with Max and I dreaded to think what would happen if she was to find out what we were doing in here.
Max stopped his thrusts and thought fast. He hesitated for a few seconds before finding his voice again and shakily answering, “Er… I… Err… Don’t feel so well, Mom… I just… Need to rest for a bit…” As he waited for Mom’s response, he pulled on my hips and sneakily resumed his fuck thrusts. He did not give any regards to how alarmed I was as our mother stood just outside his room. This time, he went teasingly slow with his deep strokes. I was so angry with his audacity and selfishness. But as much as I hated to admit it, he was pushing the right buttons and starting to make my juicing pussy lose control.
Mom replied after pausing for a while, “Oh… Okay. Just rest and get well… And have you seen your sister Sophie?” I glanced at him on the mirror and he casually looked back at me as he continued fucking. Our eyes locked on each other as he said, “No, Mom… I haven’t seen her anywhere… But you know her… A helpful girl like her… Is probably busy… Helping someone out… Right now…” He never missed a beat and kept up his fuck rhythm while conversing with our Mom.
Our unsuspecting Mom said, “Aiya, that girl. Why did she run off without informing me? I’m so busy. Come and help me after you feel better. Alright, Max?” I could see him reveal a slight smile as he replied, “Sure thing… Mom…” As soon as he heard our Mom step away from the door, he put both hands on my collar and picked up the pace. My shoulders were pulled back further and my back was arched even more as he manhandled me harder than before. Loud smacking sounds of skin meeting skin resonated in his room while he powered in and out of my poor, wet slit.
I pleaded with him again, “M… Max!... Please!… Lemme go… I… I don’t wanna do this… You… You’re my brother… Pleeeasssee!… Nooo!!...” Goosebumps broke out all over my body as I could feel the tip of his manhood rub past my sweet g-spot and bump into my cervix.
I was still trying to cope with the pleasurable pain that came with the deep penetration of my pussy, so I put up no resistance as I let him manipulate me into position.
As he lifted my waist with his left hand, my back arched, thrusting my firm, hanging breasts out below me. I could see my nipples poking on the soaked fabric of my flimsy t-shirt. He was kneeling between my spread thighs, his tanned dark skin contrasting with my fair maiden-like skin, slowly withdrawing his hard cock from the depths of my pussy once more.
“Mmmm… Faark… Aaa… Mmmm… ” I whined as I felt his man meat dragging on every nook and cranny of my tight female canal. My wetness was seeping out in between as he pulled out, a few droplets of girly fluid dripping down between my legs, and onto the bed. He continued to withdraw slowly until only his tip was in, and then slid his whole cock in balls deep again. I felt like I was in sexual heaven, being fucked by him. I really hated my body for enjoying it as I reluctantly sighed and moaned to myself.
He repeatedly pumped his large, rock-hard cock into my dripping wet snatch at a slow and constant pace. I was shaking and shuddering from the continuous sexual assault.
“Er… I… Err… Don’t feel so well, Mom… I just… Need to rest for a bit…” As he waited for Mom’s response, he pulled on my hips and sneakily resumed his fuck thrusts. This time, he went teasingly slow with his deep strokes. I was so angry with his audacity and selfishness. But as much as I hated to admit it, he was pushing the right buttons and starting to make my juicing pussy lose control.
"Oh… Okay. Just rest and get well… And have you seen your sister Sophie?” I glanced at him on the mirror and he casually looked back at me as he continued fucking. Our eyes locked on each other as he said, “No, Mom… I haven’t seen her anywhere… But you know her… A helpful girl like her… Is probably busy… Helping someone out… Right now…” He never missed a beat and kept up his fuck rhythm while conversing with our Mom.
as he manhandled me harder than before. Loud smacking sounds of skin meeting skin resonated in his room while he powered in and out of my poor, wet slit.
Tks for the sensual step-by-step description of wat was happening between yr bro & u, sis sophie...good variety in the yr use of the sexual terms; xxxxing, cock, balls, manhood, snatch, sweet g-spot, juicing pussy, girly fluid, wet slit, female canal etc to make it sound more erotic...but dun understand how yr bro's member could hav got into yr lovehole & remained in there for so long...aren't u afraid of getting preggy shd he at anytime can't control himself & shoots his load or even pre-cum inside yr bottom which wld be enough to get u pregnant since his penis was in yr pussy most of the time tat u narrated ?...Tis is one of the best stories of SBF for 2011...well written in English...wif a innocent beginning, turning sensual, erotic & hard core as it goes along until ...the finale??...sis getting preggy or something ??...Hope to know more of how the experience gets on, sis...
I pleaded with him again, “M… Max!... Please!… Lemme go… I… I don’t wanna do this… You… You’re my brother… Pleeeasssee!… Nooo!!...” But it backfired on me. It turned him on even more after hearing me beg. I could feel his steely grip tightening on my hips, hurting me. Then as he pulled me onto him, he rammed his cock balls deep in one hard thrust. It was more than I could take. I grabbed a pillow and screamed into it. My knuckles turned white as I held onto it for dear life. Goosebumps broke out all over my body as I could feel the tip of his manhood rub past my sweet g-spot and bump into my cervix.
He reached forward with his right hand and pulled me up by my shoulders. Then he held onto my right collar as he slid his left hand under my waist and pulled my hips up. I was still trying to cope with the pleasurable pain that came with the deep penetration of my pussy, so I put up no resistance as I let him manipulate me into position. The sound of my panting breath and the squeaking of the mattress springs suddenly sounded deafening in the otherwise silent room.
From the mirror, I could see myself on all fours, pushing my palms down on his mattress for support and my head lowered with his right hand pulling on my shoulder. My wet clothes exposed every curve I had on my body. My slim arms were damp and gleaming with sweat, my long hair clinging onto my sticky, fair neck and partially obscuring my face.
As he lifted my waist with his left hand, my back arched, thrusting my firm, hanging breasts out below me. I could see my nipples poking on the soaked fabric of my flimsy t-shirt. He was kneeling between my spread thighs, his tanned dark skin contrasting with my fair maiden-like skin, slowly withdrawing his hard cock from the depths of my pussy once more.
“Mmmm… Faark… Aaa… Mmmm… ” I whined as I felt his man meat dragging on every nook and cranny of my tight female canal. My wetness was seeping out in between as he pulled out, a few droplets of girly fluid dripping down between my legs, and onto the bed. He continued to withdraw slowly until only his tip was in, and then slid his whole cock in balls deep again. I felt like I was in sexual heaven, being fucked by him. I really hated my body for enjoying it as I reluctantly sighed and moaned to myself.
He repeatedly pumped his large, rock-hard cock into my dripping wet snatch at a slow and constant pace. I was shaking and shuddering from the continuous sexual assault. All this while, he was using his right hand to pull me back onto his thrust, using my shoulder for leverage. He started to feel my tight pussy walls relaxing and opening up to his cock for easier entry, as if encouraging him to go harder and faster.
Just then, there was a knock on his door. “Max, are you in there? What are you doing inside? Don’t lock yourself upstairs. Come down and help serve our guests… And where’s your sister? I can’t find her anywhere…” It was our Mom! I panicked. We hadn’t realised we had been up here for at least 10 minutes. I couldn’t let her know I was in the room with Max and I dreaded to think what would happen if she was to find out what we were doing in here.
Max stopped his thrusts and thought fast. He hesitated for a few seconds before finding his voice again and shakily answering, “Er… I… Err… Don’t feel so well, Mom… I just… Need to rest for a bit…” As he waited for Mom’s response, he pulled on my hips and sneakily resumed his fuck thrusts. He did not give any regards to how alarmed I was as our mother stood just outside his room. This time, he went teasingly slow with his deep strokes. I was so angry with his audacity and selfishness. But as much as I hated to admit it, he was pushing the right buttons and starting to make my juicing pussy lose control.
Mom replied after pausing for a while, “Oh… Okay. Just rest and get well… And have you seen your sister Sophie?” I glanced at him on the mirror and he casually looked back at me as he continued fucking. Our eyes locked on each other as he said, “No, Mom… I haven’t seen her anywhere… But you know her… A helpful girl like her… Is probably busy… Helping someone out… Right now…” He never missed a beat and kept up his fuck rhythm while conversing with our Mom.
Our unsuspecting Mom said, “Aiya, that girl. Why did she run off without informing me? I’m so busy. Come and help me after you feel better. Alright, Max?” I could see him reveal a slight smile as he replied, “Sure thing… Mom…” As soon as he heard our Mom step away from the door, he put both hands on my collar and picked up the pace. My shoulders were pulled back further and my back was arched even more as he manhandled me harder than before. Loud smacking sounds of skin meeting skin resonated in his room while he powered in and out of my poor, wet slit.
To be continued?
I was panting hard. He stared at me through the mirror as he fucked me from behind with powerful, fast and deep cock strokes. I couldn’t bear the intensity of his stare and dropped my head to look down while suffering the abuse in my pussy. He probably took that as a sign of my will weakening and caressed me from my shoulder to my lower back with his right hand. He stopped his touch at the hem of my t-shirt and proceeded to slowly lift it up. I stopped him by tugging my t-shirt down but he wouldn’t quit.
I protested breathlessly, “Max… D… Don’t touch me!!… Ahh… I don’t… Like you… L… Like this… Stop!!… Arr… Arrr… Don’t… You dare!… Ahh… Ssstopp!...”
He ignored my objections and clutched me hard with his left hand still on my shoulder, numbing my upper body. I whined in pain and tried to pull his punishing hand off. He took the chance to instantly flip my t-shirt over my young breasts, exposing my erect nipples to the warm air. There was nothing I could do and I hung my head in resignation. While we were going at it, the temperature in the room had been raised at least a few notches. Drops of sweat trickled from my hanging breasts, as they swung back and forth under his remorseless hard pounding. I could see the lust in his eyes burning up as he stared at them.
Not content with ogling my breasts through the mirror, he reached beneath me with his right hand. He felt for my firm tits and rubbed my hard, sensitive nipples on his rough palms. My nipples had always turned ultra-sensitive when I am at the peak of arousal. The slightest of touches would normally make me coo, but I still could not come to terms with being violated by Max. I tried hard to muffle the sounds of pleasure from my throat by raising my left hand to my mouth and biting down on my knuckles. But somehow, whimpers and sobs still escaped.
Max yanked me closer to him on my shoulder, bent forward and whispered into my left ear, “Shit… Zeh… I… I didn’t know… Your pussy feels… This good… So tight… So wet… So responsive… Much better than… Any other pussy… I ever had…”
He gave my ear a couple of light, teasing licks. I turned my head away to avoid his lustful ministrations. He continued to lick and kiss his way down to my fair supple neck, savouring the smell of my skin and the taste of my sweat. And he did it as wetly and sloppily as possible, indicating to me he just couldn’t get enough. I could feel his ticklish tongue leaving his warm, sticky saliva on my hot skin. God, how I hated him.
Then a shameful realisation dawned on me. When he mentioned that my vagina was responsive, it suddenly brought to my attention how my soft inner muscles were squeezing and milking hard on his intrusive manhood. I couldn’t help how my body was responding to sex, even with my stepbrother. I prayed hard for this humiliation to end. At the same time, I was amazed by how long he could keep ravaging my pussy tirelessly. Any one of my ex-boyfriends would have climaxed by now. Max was definitely experienced.
The worst part was, he was going to make me cum first. I could feel the familiar stirrings of an oncoming orgasm from deep within my sensitive, plundered vagina. There was nothing more degrading than to be fucked to orgasm by my very own stepbrother against my will. I tried to hold it back but the strong, hard pounding of his cock overpowered my resolve.
I had been fighting him since the start, and this pent up frustration was leading to a big one. After another 10 strokes or so from him, my whole body went into violent convulsions as my climax took me. It was too much to bear and I buried my head into the pillow and screamed frenziedly into it. I lay on my elbows, shaking uncontrollably as cold sweat broke out all over my body.
Tks for the sensual step-by-step description of wat was happening between yr bro & u, sis sophie...good variety in the yr use of the sexual terms; xxxxing, cock, balls, manhood, snatch, sweet g-spot, juicing pussy, girly fluid, wet slit, female canal etc to make it sound more erotic...but dun understand how yr bro's member could hav got into yr lovehole & remained in there for so long...aren't u afraid of getting preggy shd he at anytime can't control himself & shoots his load or even pre-cum inside yr bottom which wld be enough to get u pregnant since his penis was in yr pussy most of the time tat u narrated ?...Tis is one of the best stories of SBF for 2011...well written in English...wif a innocent beginning, turning sensual, erotic & hard core as it goes along until ...the finale??...sis getting preggy or something ??...Hope to know more of how the experience gets on, sis...
thank u for the compliments and the feedback. as for the preggy part, stay tuned to find out.
21-12-2011, 02:22 PM
