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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ My Brother's Brown Meat by Maria (final version 10/97) I felt that your readers would be interested to know that something like this could happen just about any time, and that sudden incestual interest isn't confined to just one race. I stood in the shower, letting the spray rinse the soap from my body. I turned off the water and opened the stall door. It was hot and steamy in the bathroom, but not nearly as hot and steamy as inside me. I began to dry myself, taking my time, running my fingers slowly over my pussy and my nipples, while looking at myself in the full-length mirror. My breasts were full and round, my nipples dark and erect. My hips hadn't blown up into wide expanses of flesh of a Hispanic women, and my tummy was still flat. Yes, I thought, standing there, I looked pretty damn good. Then, I heard the floor creak out in the hall. I froze, wondering, and then thought that I might be hearing things. I heard another noise --- a shuffling sound. Without being too obvious, I glanced at the doorknob to the bathroom. Through the crack under the door I could see movement. There was alternating light and darkness in the hallway. My brother was peeking at me again! He was out there, no doubt, playing with himself, looking at my naked body. I stood still, listening intently to the silence. Just above a whisper, I could hear his rapid breathing, and I could have sworn I could hear the slap-slap-slap sound of his masturbating. At first I was mad. I'd caught him ding just this only a week ago. I had made him promise to stop doing it or I would tell our folks. And now only one week later he was at it again. I moved closer to the door and sat on the toilet. I didn't know what to do, but I knew I was actually thrilled by being watched. I'd had a week to mull over what had happened and every time I thought of him looking at me naked, and the effect that it had on him, well, I just felt so sexy. Without really thinking about what I was doing I spread my legs to give him a better view. I faced the keyhole, and reached down and parted my pussy lips. This would give him a really great show, I thought. My younger brother had probably never seen a real live pussy before. I could hear his heavy breathing for sure now. I knew positively that he was watching me and playing with himself. That thought thrilled me. I knew that it should make me angry, but I liked the thought of it. I stood and stretched, then quickly reached for the doorknob and pulled the door open. Ernesto, my brother, was squatting there, his shorts pulled down to his ankles, his hand wrapped around his cock. His eyes were wide, his mouth open. He stopped in mid-stroke, his balls hanging low beneath his hard, purple-headed, sheathed cock. Right at the tip of it, I could see the purple head, poking through the foreskin. The head glistened with satiny looking fluid. His face reddened and he started to stand up. I simply took a step toward him and grabbed the back of his head, pushing his face down into pussy. "You wanted to see my pussy," I said, "now, suck on it, stick your tongue in it." I could feel his lips against my pussy lips. I knew he had wanted to protest, and I knew that he had been embarrassed. I felt that this was the best way to let him know that not only was it okay, but that I liked the idea and wanted his mouth on me. He reached up and put one hand on my ass, running his fingers across my ass cheeks, and at the same time, I felt his tongue dart out, licking my pussy lips. I let go of his head, and he suddenly backed away a little bit, looking at my hairy snatch close up. Then he looked up at my face, his big brown eyes questioning. "Is it okay, Angela?" he asked. "Sure Ernesto," I said. "I like that. I want you to like my body. It's okay, just lick me like you really want to." He continued stroking himself then, as I felt his hot breath on my thighs and pussy as he moved his mouth and tongue closer. He moved his tongue up one side of my snatch, and with one hand, parted my pussy lips and touched my clit with the tip of his tongue. The touch sent fire through me. I could feel my legs shake, and I was too turned on to think of anything but cumming. I grabbed the back of his head, pressing his face into my snatch. I could feel his tongue slide inside my cunt, moving in and out, and I came with a loud moan, my body shaking, my knees weak. I pressed his face harder to me, and I knew that he was having a hard time breathing. I pulled away, weak at the knees. He continued stroking himself, and he stood, looking at my tits. I heard him moan, and suddenly, there was cum shooting out of his cock, wetting my stomach, my thighs. He stroked himself faster and faster, and his cock shot cum like a sprinkler. It flew out and hit me on the legs, and one drop actually shot all the way up to my tits. I began rubbing his cum into my skin, and he stood and stared at what I was doing. "Follow me," I said, taking his hand and leading him into my bedroom. I lay on the bed and spread my legs. "Fuck me Ernesto! Make me feel good like I just did you." In less than a second he was climbing on top of me, and I felt his hard prick pressing against my wet pussy. I felt him slide it in, all the way, with his balls pressing against my ass. I lifted my legs and surrounded his ass with my legs, holding him to me. It felt so good to have him buried in me like that. He took one nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, and the sensation sent thrills through me, making my pussy wetter than it had been before. He began thrusting, his balls slapping against me, and the noise of our sweaty skin slapping together was loud and thrilling. His cock was hard and thick, and the feeling of his hot dick in me was a surprise and a delight. "Fuck me faster, Ernie, fuck me!" I shouted, a little too loudly. Mom and Dad weren't home, but the thought that they might come walking in any second added to the thrill of what we were doing. He thrust faster and faster, and I felt his cock harden even more. He grunted. And I felt his dick jerk inside me and his balls tightened. I felt my insides filling up with his cum, and the feeling made me cum again and again, an orgasm that I could feel from my toes to the top of my head. He kept thrusting, I could feel his cum running out of me and down to my asshole. "Ernie," I finally said, "you're an amazing fuck." He pulled out of me and lay on the bed beside me. "You're not mad I was peeking on you?" "Not anymore I'm not..." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 12