Downhill Fucking : Brother Fuckers 6

My brother Kevin and I go in search of some untouched powder on the slopes that day, but when we find a hidden thermal pool it seems only right that we go for a dip.

He’s seen mine and now I’ve seen his – but I don’t just want to look.  I want to touch … I want to taste.  Read how he pumps his cum inside me out there on the cool mountainside.

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I closed my eyes and moved my lips forward blindly, wondering how the advance would be met.  Kevin’s lips touched mine and my heart skipped.  My stomach tightened and I took in a deep breath, then his arm came behind me and pulled me closer.

His tongue pressed inside my mouth and wound around my own as he began to explore my forbidden flesh.  Beneath the water I could feel his cock becoming stiffer against me and I started to become wet in response, feeling a brief pang of guilt and imagining what our parents might say.

“Let’s do something crazy, Clara,” Kevin whispered, putting his forehead on mine.

“I think we already have,” I giggled.

“We can do better than this,” Kevin smiled, and he rose out of the water again, splashing several handfuls up out of the pool and onto the side.

I wondered what he was doing as the snow began to melt, then he sat on the side and I stared forward at the thick, engorged cock that sat upright between his muscled thighs.

“What do you say?”

I stayed submerged as I stared at it, feeling that familiar catatonic state that his cock had put me into previously.

Without answering I moved forward through the water, docking myself between his open legs as he took a deep breath in.  He stared down as my face wandered nearer to his taboo cock.

“That’s it,” he said slowly, putting a hand on my head and moving me closer to him.

I took his cock in my hand and felt its stiffness in my grip.  I could feel the fierce beats of blood pumping into it with each beat of his quick heart.  To hold his arousal in my hand like that was thrilling, and I could feel myself becoming aroused by it too.

My pussy swelled beneath the warm water and I focused on the soft-pink tip of his clean-cut cock.  The veins streaked down his thickness and I gave him a slow pump with my hand, watching his balls get pulled up with my grip and then dropping back to the water.

“That’s it,” he said again and I moved my lips towards him.

They parted over the smooth crown and he let out a deep breath as he began to fill my mouth.  I stretched my lips over him and felt his burgeoning size inside me for the first time.

Before long he was tickling at the back of my throat, with several inches left unclaimed at the hilt of his prowess.

“Yes, Clara,” he said, stroking my hair out of my face and keeping a keen eye on the union of our flesh.

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