In the faint yellow hue she squeezed her tight supple coloured flesh. She fingered herself with her eyes half closed, moving her midriff, her breathin... heavy with desire.It was 3am in the morning. She was still awake. With the sex chemicals flooding her brain, her genitals were twitching. She was at the mercy of her burning urges as she left her sofa and posed in front of the full-length bedroom mirror. She pushed her butt backwards to mitigate the relentless throbbing in the space between her. Once she had come she pushed his hand away, he tried again but she said no & pulled the sheet over her. He did the same thing two weeks later.He found it easier this time & fingered her a lot longer.He then said I will show you if you're brave enough.It wasn't long before she finished her drink & said she was turning in. We waited 15 minutes then went to find her.When we got to the cabin door I said I can't go in what if she's awake, don't worry just watch. He slowly opened the door, the light. He was my brother! You're not supposed to want to have sex with family! But we love our family, right, and married couples love each other, and they have sex...?I was pretty messed up.That year was my brother's last in high school, and it was only a month before the summer break started. I waffled back and forth between guilt, shame, and lust, but didn't act on my feelings before he went off on summer vacation with friends, followed by his moving to college.---He sent emails and called on. I am afraid my luck in that department is over.Simon unties my knees, and toes, and opening my legs, neatly sticks his rod into my surprisingly wet pussy. I wrap my legs about him, more to support myself than out of any passion. He embraces my neck and starts pumping into me. This is actually quite painful. Every thrust, he pulls on my neck, and my arms are pulled out of their sockets, or at least that is what it feels like. As Simon fucks, Robert decides it would be cool to stimulate me.