How It Began

How It Began

So I have a lot of questions about the first time I ever hooked up with my brother.  This should shed light on that.

When we were growing up our dad wasn’t around and our mom worked a lot.  So me and my brother were always very close because it was kind of just us.  So we’ve always felt connected.  We could always rely on each other before anyone else.

So a couple years ago Cal had just broke up with his girlfriend because she had been cheating. A month before I had broken up with my boyfriend because he wouldn’t get a fucking job.  He had been staying with me for about a week because of the break-up and was looking for an apartment.  It was a Friday because we were both tired from work.

That night we got drunk, smoked a lot of weed and we were kind of just hanging out and he suddenly leaned in and kissed me.  I did not object at all.  In fact, I had been thinking of my brother sexually for years at that point.  So then he kind of recoiled like he’d done something bad and began to apologize.

I told him never to apologize for anything again and we began kissing passionately.  Before long he slid my pants off and was playing with my pussy.  I came right away, with an intensity I hadn’t felt before.  It just felt so right.  I took his pants off and immediately began sucking his dick.  He got hard fast and told me he wanted to be inside me.  I leaned back and just about came when he slid his dick in.  No one has ever fucked me so good.  It’s kind of hazy after that, but I remember the incredible pleasure of not just great sex, but our connection to each other.  Kind of trippy, but hopefully hot to y’all!