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Less than a year ago, my big brother, John, had been fighting in the war, out in the East. Now, after too short a time being stationed back in this country, he was due to go back there as part of the latest peacekeeping corps. I was sure going to miss him. John has always been my big brother.' Always the one to look after me, if I was in any trouble. His birthday was in February and mine was in May, so he was two grades ahead of me, in school. I can still remember the time, when I was in fifth grade and someone was bullying me β it was John who appeared and sorted out the thug. Never one to start a fight, my brother never backed away from one, either. And it had to be someone quite a bit bigger than him, to get the better of him. It seemed almost natural that, when he left school at 18, he went into the army. By then, he was 5'8 and weighed 150lbs; he was neither big nor heavy, but he was tough and wiry. Just after his 21st birthday, he was part of the force sent to fight in the East. The war didn't last for very long, but there was quite a lot of mopping up' to be done, after it. It was December, by the time he came home β and we were all so happy to have him with us for Christmas. He was stationed close by, so he was often able to get home, sometimes for just a short leave, sometimes for a lengthy one. In April, he received the news that he had to go back out to join the on-going peacekeeping force. It was the Wednesday before the Saturday on which John's regiment was due to set out. I was on early shift all week, so I got home at about 2.30. Dad always got home from work at 6 p.m., whereas Mum finished her part-time job at 5 p.m. I knew we'd all have dinner together in the evening, so I made myself a snack and had a glass of milk, to tide me over. I went looking for my brother and found him in his room. "Hi, John. Packing?" I asked. It was such a silly question as his rucksack was on the bed and he was evidently collecting together everything he needed to put in it. I wandered in to have a closer look. "Hi, Fi," he said, looking up and giving me one of his dazzling smiles. He always used that as his pet nickname for me, pronouncing it as Fie' whereas almost everyone else said it as Fee'. Hardly anyone called me Fiona! "Yeah, it's only three days until we're off. I could have left this a bit longer, but it gives me time to think of any last little things I want to take." Being very nosy, I had a closer look to see what he had already collected. Just idly moving things aside, slightly, I noticed a pack of three.' I held them up and asked, "Hoping to get lucky, big brother?" "Anything's possible," he replied, "even for me." "You sound rather pessimistic," I said. "For a hunk like you, I'd think it was more likely that you'd have trouble choosing which girl." "You might think so β but I've not had any luck, so far," he said, dolefully. "I find that hard to believe!" I exclaimed. "It's all right for a beautiful girl like you," he replied. "I'm sure all the young fellows are buzzing round you like bees around a honey pot!" "You're sure, are you?" I asked. "Well, I haven't had any luck, either." "I find that hard to believe!" he echoed. A wild thought suddenly occurred to me. "I'll be back in a couple of minutes," I told him. "I think I have something you might like." I hurried to my own room. I had to think, quietly and logically for a few moments. Yes, here were a young fellow and a young girl, each thinking the other was attractive, but neither was having any luck in the dating stakes. It was a pretty crazy answer that I was thinking of to our mutual problem β but if he went for it β well, who knew where it might lead? I went back to my brother's room. "Suppose I gave you a gift-wrapped present? A going away present?" I asked him. "I'd have to unwrap it." "Go on, then." "So - where is it?" he asked. I spread my hands in a gesture and said, "Right here β it's me." "Are you suggesting what I think you are?" he demanded in amazement. "If you're thinking what I'm thinking, then yes." "And you're serious?" "Perfectly." He paused. You could almost hear him thinking. "OK," he said and he reached for the waist of my jeans. He undid them and let them drop to my ankles. I kicked them and my shoes off and stood there, smiling at him, a little nervously. He undid my blouse, one button at a time, taking his time. When the top part was undone, he leaned forward and kissed my chest as far as my cleavage. Then he undid the last few buttons and pushed the garment off my shoulders. I obliged by shrugging it off and tossing it onto the floor with my jeans. He paused to look me over and nodded. "Ve-ry nice," he said. I think I must have blushed as I replied, "Thank you, kind sir." He reached behind me and began to fumble with my bra clasp. "Here, let me do that," I said, undoing it with ease. I left the straps on my shoulders for him to deal with. He took hold of them and slowly pulled the whole thing forward and off β as if he were unveiling a statue or something! His eyes seemed to be glued to my breasts as he held out his hand and dropped the bra on top of my other clothes. "Oooohh," he moaned, "they're gorgeous. Can I touch them?" he asked, in a sort of reverend whisper. If I wasn't still blushing from before, well, I knew I was then! I got so hot it hurt. "Yes, of course you can," I told him. "I am your present, remember." He put both hands on my breasts, seemingly unsure quite what to do. He just stroked around them, apparently in awe of them. He was so gentle and his touch was so soft that I moaned out loud. He squeezed them a little harder, then tweaked the nipples. He became more assertive as he slid his hands down my hips to my panties. He hooked his thumbs in either side of the waistband and pushed them down, slowly but firmly. Over my hips and down past my knees, then he let them slip right down to my ankles. I kicked them aside and just stood there. I was naked in front of my own brother β and I was awaiting his next move. He looked at me, nodding and smiling. "I was right, Fi," he said, "you are beautiful." "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder," I quoted, to cover my embarrassment. I could feel myself getting wet around my pussy, so I asked, "How about using one of those condoms on me?" "Really? You don't just want me to see you in the nude?" "Yes, please β or no! What I mean is β I want you to have me β to take me. I want my hunky big brother to take my cherry and make love to his little sister." "But that's - " he began. "Sshhh! Don't say it!" I insisted. "Yes, I know what it is β but it will be our little secret. And there'll be no danger, if you use protection, like a good soldier." He seemed to be trying to make up his mind, so I added, "It will be just between the two of us. Unless you don't want to do it, of course?" I queried. He gave a little smile and said, "Never look a gift horse in the mouth!" He began to slide his leisure trousers down over his hips. "Just a minute," I said, pointing, "your bed is in use. Let's go into my room." I took his hand and led him through to my bedroom. I sat on my bed and watched him strip off, quickly. He folded everything into a neat pile on a chair, then sat beside me. My dear brother took me in his arms and began to kiss me β to kiss me softly, as if he might break me, were he to kiss me too hard. It made me feel so good, but I could also feel the physical response. I was getting warm β and wetter! β between my legs. "Oh, John," I gasped, "I need you. Take me. Take me, now!" And with that, I lay back on the bed and opened my legs wide for my big brother. He had remembered to bring a condom with him and he ripped it out of its packet and rolled it onto his stiff cock. He got between my legs and lowered himself onto his arms. He tried to push his cock into me, but his aim was not good β so I took hold of it and positioned the head just inside my swollen pussy lips. "Go easy, first time, my brother β I am still a virgin. My cherry is all for you." "OK, Fi," he said, "I'll try not to hurt too much." And he began to push slowly into my body. "Ooo, you're very tight," he told me. "And you're not exactly small!" I replied, a little nervously. He went to work as gently as possible and with small thrusts, his cock was slowly entering my pussy. Then we both felt him meet a resistance, which we knew had to be my hymen. "OK, this is it," he said and did two things at once. He leaned down and kissed me, fully - and he gave a powerful thrust with his cock so that it tore through my womanhood. "Mmmmm!" my cry was smothered by the kiss, as he had evidently intended - and echoed in his mouth. He lay still for long enough for the pain to subside, kissing me more gently. When he felt me relax, he lifted his head a little and asked, "All right, now, my sweet sister? Shall we go for it?" "Oh, I think so, John," I replied. "Just don't go too hard, all at once," I asked. He pushed deep inside my opened pussy, stretching me even further. We remained like that, with him buried inside of me for several moments, just enjoying the amazing feeling of our bodies being united in that forbidden but delicious act. Then, quite slowly, he began to move his cock inside me β not that he could move far - we were a real tight fit, together! He wasn't one who could boast of one of those enormous, unreal cocks you can read about. In fact, when we measured him, later, we found he was barely six inches long β but he was a chubby five inches around the shaft. So, he filled me full and it was hard for him to move along my confined passage. As he pulled back a couple of inches, it was more like he was really moving inside his own skin. It didn't matter though - the sensation was amazing for us both. As a pair of virgins, neither of us had any real idea what it would be like β but it was wonderful. His apparent movement inside my pussy was causing feelings in our loins that we wanted to go on and on. So, he just kept up a slow rhythm, pulling back and pushing right in β again and again and again. Neither of us had ever known such bliss β and we wanted it never to end. We soon learned our first lesson, though. We'd probably need a lot of practice to even begin to extend those precious moments. Those feelings soon began to get stronger and I guess my moans were enough to tell him it was the same for us both. He moved a bit faster and a bit harder. That made it feel even better and I let out a heartfelt, "Yes!" He simply increased his rhythm and power β and we just knew that something climactic was almost upon us. By now, he was ramming into me with a determination that brooked no denial. Not that I would even have thought of trying to stop him β what was happening was wonderful beyond my highest expectations. And it was my own dear brother who was doing this to me. How could anything that felt so good be taboo? And then it happened. How can I describe it, when it was beyond description? All I can say is that I was overtaken by pleasure. My body went stiff and I was panting like some wild animal. I wanted it β this bliss β so badly that all I could do was cry out, "YES! YES! YES!!!" over and over again. John seemed to be in a similar state. With each thrust into my yearning pussy, he kept grunting, "Uugghhh! Uugghhh!" We told each other, afterwards, that it felt like a volcano was about to erupt in our loins β and nothing can hold back a volcano when it's about to blow! Then I felt something happening and I knew instinctively that it was my first orgasm. "THIS IS IT!!!" I cried. "OH, YES! YES! YES!" My pussy was giving out its juice and I thought I could hear my brother's cock squelching as he rammed it along my love passage. And my dear John was evidently there, too. With his final thrusts, his body went stiff and his cock pulsed and jerked as it shot out his man-seed. He poured out enough to make me thoroughly pregnant, had it not been for that protective rubber sheath. As our movements slowed rapidly to a standstill, we just lay there, completely exhausted. We were gasping for breath as our bodies desperately tried to suck in vital oxygen. Eventually, we began to recover some semblance of normality and could speak a few words. "Oh wow!" I exclaimed, "that was truly amazing!" "Ah, yes," he gasped, "terrific!" By now, his cock was shrinking somewhat and he let it slide slowly out of my wet pussy. My juices now proved to be the lubrication of exit. He rolled off and lay beside me. We lay there, half facing each other, each with an arm outstretched to touch the other. We just wanted the simplests of contact as we murmured expressions of love. "Ah, my beautiful Fi," he said, "that was the best going away present possible. I think I just fell in love β with my own sister!" "Less than an hour ago, I would have said that was absurd, even impossible," I told him. "Now, all I can say is that I love you too, my big brother." I kissed him. "And we've got a couple of more days β and two more condoms! β to share some more of that. If you want to, of course," I added, with a smile. He kissed me, in return, and I could feel his smile. "Oh yes, my dear, darling sister β I want lots more of that! And I don't know how long we'll be away, but when I get back, we're gonna have to tell Mum and Dad about it. As I feel, just now, I want you to be mine β forever! Obviously, we can't marry β but I want to live with you and love you for as long as I live." "Oh John!" I said, "that exactly how I feel, too!" And we spent some time hugging and kissing and caressing. Then we got up and showered together, drying and dressing before Mum got home. Thursday: Before I left for work, I slipped John a little note on which I have scribbled "BURMA." I knew that he was aware that it was an old lover's acrostic, standing for Be Undressed Ready My Angel' β even though that country had changed its name to Myan Mar β and neither of us had used the expression, in love, before. In one way, the morning seemed to drag by. I could hardly wait to finish my shift and get home to my new lover β my brother! Then again, I was so busy thinking of John that the time was gone β and I could hardly believe it. So, I hurried home in a fair state of excitement. I may not have been totally safe on the roads, that afternoon! One hand was often in my crutch, anticipating the feel of that marvellous man who, although he was my older brother, was still so new to my pussy. He must have been watching for me, because he opened the door for me, as I approached it. He kept himself hidden by the door and I could soon see why β he was wearing his bathrobe and, evidently, little else! He closed the door and we kissed. It started as a gentle touch, but we quickly turned it into a passionate affair. Our tongues were quickly playing with each other, diving in and out of the other's mouths. Our hands were wandering all over each other's bodies, knowing well, now, what lay beneath the clothing. He pulled away from me and asked, "Your room or mine?" "Same as yesterday," I answered, " and anyway, my bed is a bit bigger than yours!" I took his hand and led him up to my bedroom. As soon as we were inside, I closed and locked the door β we didn't want any interruptions! When I turned around, John was already slipping off his robe to reveal that gorgeous naked body of his. He sat on the bed and rolled a condom onto his stiff cock, then he watched as I stripped off, dropping my clothes carelessly on the floor. I moved across and pushed him down onto his back. As he scooted to the middle of the bed, I was climbing on and as he settled, I straddled him. My pussy was wet with desire as I lowered myself onto his rampant penis. I reached down and guided it to the swollen lips of the pussy that had been aching for the feel of him for so long. I was still a tight fit for him, but gravity was on my side as I forced myself down until his cock was buried as deep as it would go, inside me. With a sigh that was a mixture of relief and delight, I leaned forward and kissed him. I slowly moved my body backward and forward on his lovely cock and continue to kiss the brother I loved. His hands were rubbing gently up and down the length of my back as our mouths almost devoured each other. We eased just a little to let our tongues slip in and out of each other's mouths, sometimes licking gums or teeth, sometimes intertwining as they danced delicately together. I sat back up and began to raise my body and let it fall on his rigid cock. Up and down, up and down in a steady rhythm which brought such pleasure to us both. John reached up and took one of my breasts in each of his hands. First, he simply squeezed them and rubbed them around with the palms of his hands in easy circles. Then he took my nipples between the thumb and first two fingers of each hand. He rolled them around, played with them and pulled them. Their hardness became almost rock-like and I moaned in ecstasy. I began to move faster as I rose and fell on my sweet John. All the time, I moved my hips in a small, circular fashion, making his cock touch my pussy all around its soft, warm interior. Pussy was quite wet by then and I slid up and down with more ease than before. It was the same rhythm but with a quicker tempo as I delighted at the feel of my brother's love pole working it's magic inside my pussy. Magic that would soon send our bodies into a state of purest pleasure. I could feel the passion rising β and from the look on John's face, so could he! His eyes were closed but his mouth was open, gasping in air as we reached the point of climax, the point where our orgasms would take over the control of our bodies. His hands were pressed down on the bed, beside him, as he sought leverage to help him raise his hips to meet me, each time my body came down on his. I couldn't hold on β I didn't even want to! β as the moment arrived. "AAGH! I'M CUMMING!" was all I could cry. My back arched and my legs stiffened. My rising and falling ceased and I fell forwards. Instinctively, my arms shot out on either side of my brother and held me up above him. I could feel the release as pussy did her thing, pouring her juice into the minute space available. And John's cock made a faint squelching noise as it made its final movements inside me. "YES!! YES!!" he gasped as his body, too, went stiff. His cock began to pulsate and jerk as it poured out streams of his warm, sticky cum. I wasn't sure whether I actually felt it or only imagined it, but I knew it was an amazing sensation. Jerk after jerk, stream after stream β until he had given his all. Then he stilled and his body came to rest. I allowed my arms to fold and I settled gently onto him. We lay there, still joined as we let our bodies recover from their exhausting exercise. We kissed, softly. As my brother's cock softened and shrank, it slid slowly out of my happy pussy. I rolled off of him and watched him take off the condom and wrap it in tissues. We lay facing, cuddling and telling each other how good it had been β and how much we loved each other β and how we wanted to be lovers forever. Eventually, we got up and showered together, before mother got home. Friday: It was a bit better than the day before. I think I must have accepted that the time would pass at its normal rate, however much I fretted and fussed. So, I just got on with my job as best I could β and hurried home afterwards! John was waiting for me, same as the day before β and we were quickly in my room, stripping for action. "Let's do it doggy style," he suggested. Seemed like a good idea to me, so I got up on my knees on the middle of the bed, leaning my elbows on my pillow. My brother knelt behind me, pushed my legs well apart and leaned right down to kiss my already swollen pussy lips. Oh, that felt so good! "Mmm," I murmured. He must have sensed my approval because I felt his tongue licking up and down my pussy. As I got wetter, I gasped, "Ooo, you're driving me crazy, you wicked man! I need you inside me, for real!" |
