I Can't Resist My Brother's Seductions IV

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We spent a lot of time in the bathroom.

After a few minutes of soaping and fondling and scrubbing the upper body, Yemi turned his attention below the waist. He rubbed and rubbed and I began to feel so much pleasure. Soon, we were playing with each other, soaping the genitals and arousing each other. He was hard and throbbing with excitement, and he could feel the wetness of my genitals also.

We eventually got out of the shower and dried each other. With an impulse, he picked me up in his arms and carried me into the bedroom, and put me down. Kissing me on the lips, he said, “Tonight we sleep with our naked bodies touching each other”.

“No problem dear”, I said smiling.

We got under the sheet, and embraced each other. We were like two long lost lovers, caressing and exploring each other, driving each other to higher and higher levels of sexual ecstasy.

Yemi pushed me down on my back, and rolled on top of me.

“Shadee, I want to make love to you. We have come so far in this that I can’t turn back. Please don’t say no”.

I was taken by surprise. I knew we had been more than intimate with each other, but I never thought we would get this far. I thought for a moment. sensing my hesitation, Yemi rolled off me.

I held him tightly, and said, “Wait, Yemi. Give me a moment to think about it. It’s kind of sudden, you know. If we do it, we would be permanently crossing the boundary, you realize that, don’t you?”

“Yes. I know it would be incest, but we have already crossed the boundary last night, don’t you think? Now the only thing we have not experienced is the intercourse. Would it make any difference at this point?”

“No, you are right. All right. Let’s do it”.

“Oh, Shadee. I am so happy now. It will be good. I promise”.

“I know it will be good. I can feel it”, I said, reaching for his dragon. It had grown big and stiff and was throbbing. I opened my legs and welcomed him between my thighs. Yemi slid forward, slowly and lovingly, he pressed forward.

I could feel his manhood as he slid in. The lubrication from the secretions made it easier for him to penetrate, but it was still tight, because his banana was really hard and thick. I pulled him down and kissed him as he jerked his hips. Suddenly the whole shaft was buried inside.

Yemi moaned with pleasure, and said, “Oh my God, sis. You are so wonderfully tight. I’ve wanted to experience this feeling for a long time, but I couldn’t even allow myself to think about it”.

“You talk too much, Yemi. Thrust it in me and make love to me. I want to feel it slide in and out, and scream my head off when I come”.

“Ok Ok. Get ready for a wild ride”. Yemi raised himself slightly, and rammed his John Thomas in with a single, powerful thrust. The hard shaft rubbed across my clitoris causing me to catch my breath. I moaned with pleasure, and relaxed, enjoying the repeated, deep thrusts of Yemi’s wonderful boomstick.

In a short time, I was on the verge of a major climax. I clamped my legs around his waist as he plunged his joystick into me, and thrust upward. I screamed as my body began to shake with the first wave of orgasm.

Yemi grabbed my waist and rammed again and again. I could fell his love rod getting thicker, and I knew he was coming close to his orgasm as well. I needed another big one before he came. I squeezed my muscles and rotated my hips as he came down. He didn’t expect the tightening of my honey pot like that, and suddenly his eyes opened in surprise as his meat stick churned and a powerful jet of semen erupted into my womb. He grunted like a wild animal, thrusting repeatedly as I tumbled over with another powerful orgasm, triggered by his eruption.

We kept thrusting at each other, our genitals locked in a tight, loving embrace, until we had drained ourselves completely.

Finally, he collapsed on top of me, our bodies drenched in perspiration and the labour of our love. We kissed each other, and smiled. We lay in each other’s arms, and sometime much later, fell asleep, still locked in the intimate embrace.

I left the next day after my last session and the memory of that day will always linger. We made love after that, but it wasn’t as memorable as the first time. We became much closer to each other since that night.

He has a girlfriend now who does not know anything about our escapades, same with my husband. Yemi and I know that they would not understand, and would be terribly shocked and hurt. So, it is still our little secret. Whenever Yemi and I get together, we make love, if the circumstances are right.

We cherish the love we have for each other – the union of our bodies and souls. 


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