But that didnt really pique my curiousity. It wasnt until I snuck into my brother's room. Now my brother is about 6 years older than me. I use to "...orrow" his playboy mags. Flipping through the pages.... I'm not sure if it turned me on or made me horny, but it definetly got me more curious. My best friend Thea would often come over for a sleep over. One time when she was over and my brother had gone out on a date, I grabbed one of the "borrowed" mags and showed her. She kind of looked at. " Mom would have a heart attack if-" Honestly I don't think our mother would give a goddamn if she caught us going at it. You know what she's doing with your own cousin, don't you?" You're just guessing." I'm a pretty good guesser." Betty chose the most expensive condom on the shelf and held it out to her brother. "Do you want to buy it or shall I?" Lee didn't say anything so Betty marched up to the cash register and put her purchase on the counter. The lady rang up the sale and glanced. Even then, he didn't let her go. He asked her if he could enter in to her, to her being, to her core, and she granted the wish, allowed him in, in to that place where she kept her sensation, and he talked to it and caressed it. He brought her from the pit of her being . . . to orgasm, and to satisfaction and to peace and then to sleep. There is something about showering with someone, thought Jonathan, that is completely sexual. The flow of hot water as lips kiss and fingers explore. Soaping. With the head inside her warm pussy I decided to stuff the rest in with some considerable force. She screamed in pain as her pussy was stretched wider than it had ever been. I felt her rupture as the innocence of her virginity ripped open to let me in. With my hands on her slender hips I dug my cock deep into her body. Her hands clenched the carpet with every inch of my shaft her little hole ate. I moaned out loud at the intense mix of pain and indescribable pleasure. Instead of fear and.