Ok, you guys, here goes number two! Thank you to all of you that wrote and gave my story such great reviews.
So this is the continuation of the story of my life of having anal sex with my brother, Brian. The first time we did it, I fell in love with it.. This second story (which is also true) takes place in the following spring, just after I turned 19. We had been enjoying our new "relationship" and I was never so satisfied with sex. You see, my pussy is abnormally small and a doctor told me sex would always hurt, so anal made perfect sense. I had a few boyfriends while I was in school, but no one who deserved my sexy little ass!
Anyway, one morning during spring break, I woke up late in the morning with the sun shining through my window. I laid in bed and wondered what I might do today as I stretched under my covers. I could feel the soft rustling of the covers against my body and smiled to myself. The night before, in the tub, I decided to give myself and my brother a little treat. I shaved my pussy bald!
It felt great as I gently stroked the razor up and down my lips and abdomen, even more so because it was Brian's razor and shaving cream! Once I got out of the tub, I rubbed in some aloe lotion and thought about how surprised my brother would be when I showed him. Then I crawled into bed for the night. The next day, I was surprised at how good the covers felt against my bare honeypot. I slept in the nude just to tease myself. I got out of bed and streaked across the hall to the bathroom. As I sat there peeing, I heard someone moving down in the kitchen. After I finished, I stood up and looked down into the driveway. My folks' cars were gone, they were at work, but my brother's car was there. As I started to turn away from the window, I caught my own reflection in the big bathroom mirror.
I have said, I have a small chest, but I think I am pretty. Standing there naked with my bare pussy showing was turning me on. I ran my hands over myself, thinking about my brothers reaction to my little present. I went back into my room and slipped on my halter top night shirt that lets my tummy show. I went downstairs and into the kitchen. I could see the TV from the kitchen but not my brother, who was on the couch around the corner.
"Morning," I called to him.
"Hey, Karen," he called back. I stood at the counter that separated the kitchen from the living room pouring myself some cereal. Fortunately, the counter hid my lower half because my brother got up and got a section of the paper from off the counter. I calmly stood there with my bare pussy pressed against the cold cupboard, hoping my brother didn't notice. My pulse was pounding! He kinda smiled at me as he started back for the couch. He was wearing just his sweat pants from football practice. I had to admit, he had a nice chest! I decided to take a chance. With my whole body quivering, I walked around the counter to the stools at the counter and sat down with my cereal. The stool had a high back, and I sat turned away from the TV so Brian couldn't see. Just as I started to calm down, Brian stood up again.
"So, what you got planned today?"
I almost choked on my cereal, as he stood only five feet behind me stretching.
"Oh, I don't know." My bare feet were nervously tapping the stool leg. "Maybe shopping," I had to do it now or never. I some how got up the courage and started to turn the stool with my legs as I held my cereal bowl and kept eating. He was looking out the window as I turned to face Brian. I brought my legs up and rested my feet on the stool as I nervously chewed waiting for him to turn and look at me. As he turned back, he started to say something about giving me a ride when he noticed. He actually did a double take looking at my bare pussy.
"Holy shit!" he grinned at me.
I smiled back, coyly twisting back and forth in the stool with my feet on the stool and my legs spread. "What do you think?" I asked him. I already knew as he adjusted the crotch of his sweatpants that suddenly seemed tighter.
"So how do you like your little present?" I itched near my pussy with the handle of my spoon. God shaving itches!
"Let me show you how much!" He walked over to me and grabbed my bare waist pulling me closer to the edge of the stool. He got down on his knees in front of me and buried his face in my crotch. I rested my feet on his bare back as he began to swirl his tongue around my asshole.
It felt so good I almost slid out of the chair! He was lapping at my ass like a thirsty dog, making saliva run down my cheeks and squish between me and the stool. All the time he was talking dirty to me, saying stuff like, 'You know how bad I want to fuck your ass?' and 'I can't wait to ream you and cream you'. He loved talking like this, know it got me juiced up. I just love the feel of him cumming in my ass. He will let out a yell, and I feel him tense up and he shoves it all the way in and holds it. I can feel it swell in me, and start to pulsate. Then his hot cum sprays in my ass and I am in heaven!
I was still holding my cereal spoon and I used it to bite down on to hold in my screams of passion. I love to pretend that I have no reaction to him rimming me, it makes him try harder! He kept looking up at me, watching my reactions. All I could see was his eyes, since the rest of his face was buried in my crotch. He could tell I was loving it, which is why he stopped!
"Ok, little whore," he said standing up with an evil grin. "Get over to the couch," I stood up as he stepped back and let me pass. I braced myself as I scooted past him. Then he did it. I felt the stinging slap of his hand on my ass. I knew he loved to spank me every once in a while and say, "How's my ass today?"
I went into the living room, hoping no one was looking in. We had a huge window that looked out outside and only lace curtains that if anyone walked by, they could see in.
