Oh Brother (Part 3 of 3)

I sit in my world of sexually charged self-pity wondering how or what I did to get myself into this predicament. I squeal loudly as John again pounds his swollen member up into the depths of my wet tight pussy a few times and then relaxes; leaving his cock embedded balls-deep within me. Without moving, I feel the strong shaft throb against my inner walls and the bulbous head pulsate with each heart beat. His arms are still wrapped around my back, holding me in place for my brother’s impending assault on my virgin ass.

Through the frightening thoughts of pain, an excitement is building inside me, an excitement I could not quite define. It is definitely one mixed with fear and anxiety. I still have a tremendous orgasm that is lurking, yet it’s subsided temporarily with the perturbing thoughts of an unknown, but soon to experience penetration. I realize there is no turning back, no escape; it is the inevitable.

I shiver suddenly and feel goose bumps cover my skin as Bryce squirts some sort of lubricant in between the tanned cheeks of my ass. I writhe from the cold sensation as the liquid oozes down over the sacred opening, the entrance to paradise, that is driving Bryces’ desire. Now standing behind me, I feel my brothers strong hands clutch both of my fleshy globes and massage them.

“What a gorgeous ass you have sis. It has been the topic of conversation with a lot of the guys at school. It has caused a number of ‘em to walk through the halls sporting uncomfortable hard-ons in their jeans. Now I see why, it’s fucking beautiful.” Then with a laugh he adds, “It will also be a beautiful fuck.”

Slightly spreading my buttocks apart, Bryce begins rubbing the slippery lubricant around with both of his thumbs. I breathe in deeply and jerk my hips every time they brush up against my puckered anus. Over and over again, to John’s appreciation, the sudden movement causes me to thrust my vagina up and down on his solid erection.

I feel the cool liquid run down the crack of my ass and slowly trickle over the lower lobes of my well spread labia. I’m sure John’s balls are feeling the same sensation as the dripping lubricant sets a course downward. I notice now, that Bryce is much more aggressively caressing my anal opening. His thumbs stop, and in tiny circles, massage the small entrance. Each time, my muscles instinctively tighten to fight off any aggressors. The intruders however are persistent and their persistence eventually pays off.

At first I feel an uncomfortable and unusual pressure as Bryce probes a thumb into my ass. As it inches deeper, the pain grows more intense. As he continues to push his thumb, I feel sweat cover my entire body instantly.

“Aaarrrggghhh my Godddd Bryyyyccce, sttttoppppp, pleeeassseee”, I yell as he abruptly pushes his thumb in. “It hurts way too much” I hiss. I quickly discover that a screaming girl only excites a sexually charged guy that much more. I feel the ball of his first knuckle open the super tight orifice and can only barely imagine, what his monstrous cock will eventually do to my small ass.

I feel Bryce slowly and gently move his thumb and then he bursts out with, “Damn John is that your cock I feel? Slide it in and out.” John replies with quick thrusts of his rippled flesh, sliding it in and out of my wet sheath. “Fuck, it is! It feels like its in Brandi’s ass with my thumb. What a fuckin’ trip.” He continues wiggling his fat digit around in the shallow recess of my bowels, spreading the cool lubricant around completely. After a few minutes of his playful probing, the pain I initially felt subsides and I feel an incredible abundance of pleasure building inside.

Without any further warning my pussy muscles spasm, my body begins to convulse, and I drench John’s cock with a sudden orgasm that seems to come from no where. “Oh yeaaaa Brandi,” bellows John. “Drench my cock with your orgasm. Hell ya, I feel your cum running down the length of my cock and over my balls.” He entices my orgasm on, by fucking his dick up into my love tunnel with powerful and continuous strokes.