Tricking My Sexy Brother

Tricking My Sexy Brother

__*Ken and younger sister Connie have written this story together. Now, Ken knows what cunning little thoughts went on in Connie’s head, and Connie knows what Ken’s thoughts were taking place as they both lived the events. They claim this is a true story…..


Connie…..
__Over time I had developed a huge crush on my older brother Ken. He was a handsome stud and he knew it. He got all the attention from our parents, sports stuff, and I got pretty much ignored. He loved to tease me walking around the house in just a towel when our parents weren’t home. He did this just to get me nervous and glance at him. He would cop quick feels on me and then just laugh at me when I got all embarrassed. He delighted in grabbing my hand and putting it on his cock over his clothes. I could feel his big cock and gasp to his delight. I was shy….. and he knew just how to make my face red.

I secretly loved his attention. As I got bigger tits and a shapely body, I noticed I was getting his attention. Now when he grabbed me to cop a feel, he did it longer and felt more of me. He also was making me hotter for him by the day. Some how being held tight and him forcing his hands on me was an exciting turn on.

I started fantasizing about him coming in my room at night and forcing me to make out with him, kissing me and then forcing me to have glorious sex with him.

My fantasy came out in a few hot dreams I had about it now. I could just feel his warm body on mine and him forcefully pulling my clothes off. It made me so hot as I would pretend to struggle.

He would make me hold still as he licked my pussy….then I could just hear him saying quietly in my ear: “Hold still Connie!, I’ve wanted to have you for a long time, now be quiet and kiss me.” Then he would force his kisses on me and make me tongue kiss him.
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One afternoon he came in my room and held me down on my bed on top of me. He said: “Have you been in my computer!” I just smiled. “Keep out of there!” I could feel he was getting an erection as he huffed and puffed with is anger. I got tingles in my pussy. I wanted to keep him on top of me and said: “What is it you don’t want me to see in there.…naked girls?” “None of your business Connie!” he said. He held me by my wrists as his erection grew bigger between our legs.

I got super turned on by being forcedly held by him. I got a hot flash in my pussy that took my breath away…I said, out of breath,: “Mom and dad wouldn’t like it if they saw what I saw, we better talk about this. I ’might’ have made a copy of what I saw,” I managed to say while catching my breath… “What did you see Connie?” he demanded. “How come Ken… I found…. a picture of me sleeping, with the covers pulled back… showing me half naked?” I panted out. His attitude changed completely.

Well, it seems little Connie had the advantage now. Let’s see…what do I want from Ken. There was no deciding needed.

What excited me more than anything was my fantasy. To be taken and held down, and Ken forcing me to have a wonderful climax. I wanted him to come in my room and pretend to take me by force. That sounds weird, but it really was ‘not’ by force. I would just be pretending to resist. Every time I even thought about that, I got a hot flash in my pussy.

Picturing a handsome guy holding me down because he just had to have sex with me, got me off sexually.