Jerking My Oblivious Brother In The Hot-Tub : Brother Fuckers 19

I’m sharing a hot-tub with my brother and his girlfriend and in my horny confused brain I decide that right then is a good moment for me to start jerking him off beneath the water.

He rightly thinks it’s his girlfriend, but when she leaves us and the handjob continues he quickly puts the pieces together.  I want him bad and his erection is starting to cloud his judgment.  Read how he surrenders to an incestuous hot-tub fucking, taking his virgin sister and finishing inside.

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“No-one will ever know,” I said.

He moved back through the water steadily, then he stood up quickly and the water rushed down off him.

Suddenly I could see that big cock off his, all dripping wet and delicious, sitting proud above the half-downed swim-shorts.

“There you go,” he said, looking down at me.  “Is that what you want?”

“Is it what you want?” I asked, moving my face closer to him and putting my hands on his thigh.

“Just suck it, will you?” he said impatiently.

“My pleasure!”

I rolled my tongue over my teeth and moved forwards, taking a grip of him and marveling at the stiff cock that sat in front of me.

“Go on,” he urged again.

I realized then that the first cock in my mouth was going to be my brother’s.  I took a quick two seconds to decide whether I gave a shit, then I tossed my hair behind my shoulder and moved in for the kill.

My mouth opened and my brother’s hand arrived on the back of my head, pressing it forward onto his shaft.

My lips eased over the crown.  I stretched my jaw and made sure my teeth didn’t touch him—something that I’d heard my friends talk about before.  He moved inside with a groan and I hummed contentedly as I felt his arousal hit the back of my throat.

My tongue slid back and forth on the underside of his cock and he held my head on him, keeping the tip of himself right on my tonsils, but I didn’t gag.  I didn’t realize before now, but a gag-reflex seemed to be something I was completely without.

“Fuck!” Sean marveled, and it was a thrill to have his approval.  “You can do that?”

I pulled my lips back off his inches and smiled upwards.  “I guess I can,” I shrugged.

“Do it again.”

I moved back over him, driving his dick right into my throat and feeling it swell as it was filled by him.  Beneath the water my pussy flooded with juices.  Having his stiffness in my mouth was an impossible turn-on.  I thought I’d just fuck around with him and frustrate him—I never anticipated that I’d be enjoying it so much myself.

I started to stroke over my hot crotch as I sucked on Sean, teasing my fingers down over my bathing suit and massaging my stiffening clitoris as I pleased him.

The steam meandered up off his shoulders as he stared down at me.  His abs were dappled with water, looking rippled and inviting like his pecs above.

I moved my hands up his body and felt his prowess, dragging them back down and hooking my fingers over the waist of his swim-shorts.

I tugged them all the way down his legs and he stepped out of them, then he moved over me and I put my head back against the headrest.

He started to rock into me, moving his dick through my mouth and into my tight throat over and over as I rubbed at my pussy.  He used my mouth like I was his personal slut, and in many ways I guess I was.

“Fuck that’s good,” he groaned.  “I bet you’re tight down there too.”

I locked my eyes on him and nodded with a mouthful of cock.

“Is that where you want me?” he asked.

I peeled my lips back over him and held his cock, nodding.

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