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Brotherly Love

When I was about ten or eleven, my brothers and I decided to 'camp out' in our backyard. After our younger brother fell asleep, my older brother (probably 14) rolled over to me and started to talk. He must've said something that caused me to be intrigued about his crotch because I remember my hand going under his sleeping bag and finding his penis.

I didn't know it then-but I know now-his cock was hard. He was excited and asked me to rub it. I did. Up and down. Not really knowing what I was doing, but knowing that it made me squirm. Wet and wiggly in my panties.

He moaned and moved his hips in a way I didn't understand. We ended up pelvis to pelvis-through clothes and sleeping bags-but even at that age I ached to have him inside me. As I think about it now-I wanted his cock in my cunt. I rubbed and pulled and he humped and gyrated.

Ultimately he groaned and moaned and came. This was beyond me. And yet after he fell asleep, I touched myself-his cum on my hands-and my fingers on my clit. I came too. Under the stars and desiring a real fucking. I had no idea what was to cum...


Posted on: 2006-03-21 00:00:00 | Author: