Mr bro split with his girl. He’s 25, I am 27. He needed somewhere to stay. Mum and Dad haven’t talk to us in years and he had no where else to stay.
When we were younger, I was 18 at the time, me and my bro, kinda, how to I say this, got a little familiar. It started one cold Wednesday morning, I was home alone, in my bedroom, vibrator up my cunt. Bedroom door was wide open.
My bro had a habit of coming in through the back door when he came home. Front door would have been great as I could hear that, but no he used the back door. My cunt was all wet, I was screaming, I was hitting the spot.
My bro had come home, he came upstairs, he could see what I was doing. I caught him in the corner of my eye, he was standing by my bedroom door jerking off. Pants down at his ankles, I was surprised at how big his cock was. It was huge. I looked away and carried on with my eyes tight shut, next thing I know, my tits are covered in his spunk. With that I squirted straight across the room. Fuck that was great.
Mum and Dad were at work, we knew we had loads of time. I let him calm down a little, I couldn’t let him go. I ripped all his clothes off, went down on him, wrapping my mouth around his young cock, licking his tip. Then he ejaculated all over my face. He was still hard and then fucked me.
Every Wednesday after that, we always made sure we had time for our “special time”. I didn’t know he was still a Virgin up till that time. My bro lost his Virginity to his Sister.
When I was 19, I started college in New York, my bro came to visit on a regular basis, he was just my boyfriend to my roomies.
Christmas 2008 when I was 20, I went home for the Holidays, we just couldn’t keep our hands off each other, we were getting more daring. On Christmas eve we were in the kitchen, I was wearing quite a short skirt, he slipped his hands up, flicked my knickers to one side and slipped three fingers up my vag. I came almost immediately, Mum and Dad were just in the next room watching TV, and here I am with my bros fingers inside me. He started to kiss me, I knocked a pan on the floor. Mum came through to see what the problem was. Thankfully we covered our tracks, she didn’t suspect a thing.
During the week, even though our parents were in the house, we started fucking each other. I don’t think I went into my own room much that week. We went to bed, as soon as we knew Mum and Dad were sleeping I would sneak into his and spend the night together, constant sex until we were so tired we fell a sleep.
On new years day I woke up at 8, and he was having a crafty wank whilst watching me sleep. Just as I woke he ejaculated on my face, nice way to to start 2009. I didn’t mind. I threw him onto the bed, there was a bit of thud, but I didn’t care, I wanted his erect cock in my cunt. I got him ready and put his cock into my hole. I was extremely horny that day. I screamed, shit, Mum and Dad. Next thing Mum opened the door and saw her Daughter on top of her Son with cum all over my face. She was devastated. I felt really bad for her. She didn’t have to see this. She ran downstairs in tears. I quickly followed in my knickers.
My Dad asked us both to leave. My bro moved in initially with me in New York. We carried on fucking, but when we were together all the time it got a little boring. I started seeing other guys, maybe had three on top of my bro at one point. He moved out into his own place in the Bronx, and that was effectively it.
Two weeks after he moved out, I found out I was pregnant. Fuck, who’s the father. I told the other guys I had been sleeping with in the past few months, I needed to know who the father was. Who’s the fucking father. Was there any one night stands, no, unless I had got absolutely wasted and can’t remember. Who’s the fucking father? It was doing my head in. The only other option is Rich my bro. He must be the father of my child. No, that can’t happen, can it?
As the months went on, I was getting bigger, Rich could see this. I eventually told him I was pregnant. By this time he was in a steady relationship, I couldn’t tell him he was possibly the father. He asked me who it was, I just said I don’t know, there have been a few, some who I didn’t even catch there names. It could be anyone, honest. I knew this was a lie.
Several years later, Rich made a huge mistake, he said my name whilst fucking. “Claire, oh why are you my Sister?” he groaned, his girl pulled away. He was turfed out almost straight away, didn’t even have chance to get a shirt, it was his pants and that was it. He came round to mine straight away. He explained what had happened, I was really happy, he was still imagining me when fucking. I undid his pants and sucked him off there and then in the family room. We went to bed and fucked all night. It was so great to have him back. He had grown over the years, more experienced with that great big cock of his.
He now knows he is the father of our wonderful daughter, still a little strange calling him uncle in front of the little one. I am now expecting my second child to my bro. Due in a four months. This time at least I know who the father is.
