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Eden Books Fucked By My Brother At His Opticians : Brother Fuckers 18

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Eden Books Fucked By My Brother At His Opticians : Brother Fuckers 18

My brother Adam worked hard to get his own practice.  He’d done all the studies to get here and he was about to blow it all by fucking one of his patients: me, his nineteen-year-old sister.

Alone in that dark room with his face close to mine I start to have sinful thoughts—thoughts that a girl shouldn’t about her own brother.  Soon we’re taking advantage of the privacy and I’m tugging down his pants to get at his cock.  Give it me, Adam.  I want it fired inside me, hot and messy!

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His long, white coat dropped down either side of it and above it was his thin cardigan.  Above that—and the most bizarre thing of all—was my brother’s face.  I never thought I’d be a witness to his erection in all my life.  It was a strange kind of privilege.  I was about to join an elite club, of which I might have been the only member: the women whose first cock they sucked was their brother’s.

“One condition,” he said, bouncing it in his hands.

I looked up into his face.  He looked as though he was trying to hide a smirk.  He must have relished toying with his sister like this.  In the past he’d have hidden my favorite game or slid some of his vegetables onto my plate, but now he was teasing me with his huge, forbidden cock.  It just wasn’t fair.

“What’s the condition?”

“Take off your sweater.”

I shrugged.  “Seems fair.”  I pulled it up over my head and tossed it to the carpeted floor.  Beneath it I wore a bra that fought to contain my tits.

“Bra too,” he said, still wielding his cock.

He knew I’d have done anything to get at it.  My mouth was salivating just from looking at it.  I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra, pulling it forward off my shoulders and feeling gravity claim my big tits.

“Mmm,” Adam groaned.  He pushed my shoulders back against the chair and walked around the front of me.

I sat with my back straight as he examined my tits.  It looked like I was in for a whole new kind of exam.

He took his coat off and I watched his cock sway on his hips as he did so.  He placed it over the back of the chair that went under his desk, then he unfastened his tie and pulled his sweater over his head.

All the while I sat there patiently, showing off my charms.  My tits sat on my chest and I looked down to them.

“Always wanted to see those,” he confessed finally, unbuttoning his shirt.

I hadn’t expected him to take off all of his clothes, but he did.  He pushed his pants and boxer-shorts down his legs and soon he was standing in the dimly-lit room completely naked.

Adam used to play football in college and the athleticism hadn’t left him.  He was muscled all over, drawing the eye around his body.  His pecs were deliciously defined and the muscles of his stomach seemed to point down like a giant arrow towards the real prize.

The hair around his cock was kempt and his balls looked smooth and shaven close.  He walked towards me and his dick swung back and forth, hypnotizing me.

“Here,” he said, and he stood still beside the chair.  “It’s all yours.”

I leaned over towards him and Adam’s hand came down my front to squeeze at my tits before I arrived on him.  I paused and looked down at his hand, feeling the smooth palm against my nipple.  The whole thing was insane, but I couldn’t deny how good it felt.

“Suck it,” he said again, sensing my trepidation.

I moved my hand to it first of all, gripping it around his girth and feeling the flow of blood pumping into him.  Touching it like that gave me a brief taste of its power.  Before I’d put my lips over it I started to imagine how it might feel breaking me open.

“Suck it,” he said again, squeezing at my tits so that my nipples turned stiff.

I opened my mouth, ready for my big performance.  My lips pushed over the smooth tip of his crown and I moved his flesh into his mouth.  For a long time I’d wondered if it would taste of anything, but honestly there was very little taste to be found.  The most striking thing was how it felt in my mouth.  I could feel how stiff he was against my tongue, and to know he was so turned on because of me was a turn-on in itself.

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