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  "It's natural, Alexa. We're in nature. Let's be as humans are – naturally." He approached slowly, his eyes eating up my body.

  “After all I don’t want you getting a cold Princess…” He mocked, as if he were Daddy.

  "I'm fine," I replied, wrapping my arms around myself. It was getting colder with each second that passed, and eventually my resolve would break.

  "Seriously it’s okay," Bret purred, his naked body, so close to mine. His masculine scent washed over and all I could think about was his huge cock pushing deep inside me.

  I could feel his eyes on me and knew I was about to give in. With little effort he pushed my arms to the side and pulled out the knot on my shirt. "I promise nothing will happen, nothing that you don’t want too…”

  Nothing that I don't want to happen? What I wanted was exactly what I was afraid of. Yet I didn't stop him. I let him pull my over shirt off. Then I let him undo the button to my shorts and slide them down my legs.

  And before I realized it he untied my boots and took them off along with my socks. After settling them on the ground by the fire, he looked up at me, his eyes heated, warming the coldness the blanketed my body.

  "Come on Princess, we have to get everything dry…” I wasn’t afraid of Bret, in fact it was completely the opposite. I was attracted to him and far more than I cared to admit. Standing very still I contemplated if I was really going to let this happen if I was going to let my sexy Step Brother take my virginity.

  "Lift your arms Alexa…” His voice was deep and possessed a part of me I didn’t even know existed and I obeyed him without even knowing what it was that was going to take place. Skillfully he lifted my soaked camisole peeling it off my clammy skin and then he placed it in the pile with the rest of our clothes.

  His desire for me was becoming more and more transparent with that carelessness we were both showing. It didn’t matter to me though, not when I wanted him in the same way he wanted me.

  "You've become such a beautiful woman, Alexa," Bret’s voice grew deeper, his eyes darkening. I knew I was being terrible with hiding my longing for him.

  Softly he lifted a hand and placed it against my shoulder the warmth of his hand on my coldness skin did crazy things to my mind.

  “Let me take care of you Princess…” One of Bret's hands slipped down my arm, and stopped at my hip, his fingers gently sinking into my flesh.

  “I’ve never done this…” My heart was thudding so loudly in my chest I was sure he could hear it in his own ears.

  “I’ll make it good then, so fucking good…” His hand slipped down between my sex, where he cupped my soaked panties. Oh God, it was happening, I was going to let my Step Brother fuck me. His face leaned into mine and our lips were so close to touching. The heat of his gaze slammed into me and warmed my cold skin.

  Then he kissed me, really kissed me but not like a boy would kiss his first love. No he kissed me like a man starved of love, like a man that knew what he wanted. There was such a jolt of adrenaline that surged through my veins at the contact of his lips against mine. Goosebumps erupted against my skin as I leaned into his kiss. I liked it. No, I fucking loved it. It wasn’t some simple peck either, it was a sole searing, Earth shattering kiss.

  “Fuck… he groaned, his thumb rubbing gently against my swollen clit.

  “Did I do something wrong?” I whimpered, praying I hadn’t ruined the moment between us. He pressed his lips against mine harder, his tongue slipping into my mouth. He answered my questions with another moan, his tongue encouraging mine with every stroke.

  My clit throbbed, as he moved his thumb away from it, and instead gripped my panties, pulling them down my hips and legs. God, I was glad to be rid of them, even if them being wet gave me plausible deniability of just how intensely I wanted Bret.

  Still kissing me, he hoisted me up with one arm and carried me over to the blanket we had laid out by the fire. He dropped me down onto it, leaving us both horizontal. He broke the kiss for a moment, just so he could examine my perfectly sculpted body.

  “Your pussy is freshly shaven Princess, were you hoping your big brother would slip his cock inside you?”

  I knew my cheeks heated at his questions. Shaving myself down there was one of the few ways I had to feel sexy in an all girl’s school but knowing that Bret liked it made it even better and his comment made me realize that I was now completely bare in front of him with nothing to hide me, his eyes devouring my body wholly.

  I was the typical girl who was unsure of her body and whether or not if the men I lusted after would find me attractive or not. Was my body weird, was I too pale there, were my boobs misshapen, did I have a weird looking pussy?

  Although with the way Bret was staring at me, it was pretty clear that all those worries were for nothing because his gaze suggested only one thing, and that was desire.

  The kisses continued until I was breathless, and my body was zinging with pleasure. Bret gave me the confidence I needed to break out of my mold, to feel and touch him as he was feeling and touching me. The muscles in his shoulders and back tensed underneath my fingertips.

  I licked my lips, Bret’s words finding me through the lustful fog. "You're fucking amazing, Alexa. As soon as I saw you step out of that car today… I knew I had to fucking have you.”

  I nodded unable to find the words to respond to what it was he was saying. I was still somewhat shocked that he wanted me the way he did.

  “Never forget you're so goddamn hot that your own Step Brother can't even resist you. You're the girl that makes men break taboos and challenge the world." Another kiss, the adrenaline rush still pounding through me.

  I really was, wasn't I? Bret’s words stroked my fragile ego, making me feel like I was on top of the world.

  "If I am all truly all those things to you then you better….” I started, trying to gain the confidence I needed to finish my sentence.

  “I better what?” Bret challenged, and I wanted him. I wanted him in, on me, his cock taking from me what no other man had before.

  “You better make me come… Make my pink pussy come all over you…” I ordered, trying to make myself so dirty.

  A gruff laugh ripped from his throat. "You're so fucking cute when you talk dirty." His words made me smile as his hands roamed over my body every caressing becoming heightened.

  An electric current shot through me as he let his finger drift around the perimeter of my areola, and he kept going down, teasing me, and making me want him more.

  His thick digits ghosted against my belly before slipping between my thighs. I felt a little nervous as he went deeper, knowing that he was now somewhere I was told for years that I only should share with my future husband. No matter how much I lusted after my Step Brother there was no way I could marry him, could I?

  He distracted me from my thoughts with the slightest but most deft rub against my clit causing a gasp of pleasure to slip from my lips.

  "Oh, Bret..." I shifted beneath him spreading my thighs wider to give him better access.

  "You like that, huh?" A little laugh followed. He ran his finger down my nub, one finger pushing inside me, the electricity flaring up, creating a blissful fire inside my belly. Pushing his finger deep into my slit, I embraced the curious feeling of another touching me down there, touching my folds, "I fucking knew it. This tight pussy has never been fucked by another man, has it?”

  I swallowed, looking up at him as if that was the worst news in the world. "Well, um... I haven't had a lot of..."

  Bret kissed me again silencing my words.

  "I'm not judging you Princess, not when I wanted to be the one to introduce you to the joys and pleasures of the flesh. I knew that Catholic school would fail you…”

  “There aren’t even any real men their… just the teachers and I…” I paused the air rushing from my lungs as started rubbing small circles against my throbbing clit once more.

  "I'm going to taste you. I’m going to spread your lips, and suck on your cl
it, and just when you’re teetering on the edge of insanity I’m going to dip my tongue deep inside your pussy, until you explode against my tongue…” I squeezed my lids closed, imaging every word he had said.

  Bret didn’t give me much time to imagine though his kisses starting as soon as I closed my lids. The kisses traveled down my body, across my neck, my shoulders, and to my breasts. They were firm, powerful, and held my attention. He took my right nipple into his mouth and flicked his tongue against the hard nub.

  “Jesus…” I sighed, feeling the burning in my belly rise.

  “By the time I get done with you I’ll be your favorite Step Brother…” He growled against my tit, his lips sucking harder until I started thrashing against the blanket. My thighs spread wider, and it took every in me not to fall apart. With a loud pop he released my tit and kissed a path down to my pussy.

  With precision he gripped me by the ass, and forced my thighs apart, his eyes homing in on my glistening pussy. “Mmmm, so pink and untouched. I can’t wait to destroy you with monster cock, and tongue.” His promise of pleasure was my undoing.

  “Please…” I pleaded, and he smiled, before sinking between my thighs. Hot breath fanned against my pussy and made my inside knot together.

  I felt nothing but pleasure as he softly licked at my clit, the scrape of his tongue against the tight bundle of nerves caused my legs to shake.

  “Oh yes…” Bret moaned as he sunk two thick fingers into my tight cunt. The invasion was like nothing I had felt before. I felt so open, so taken by him and he didn’t stop, he moved in and out of me with precision, his tongue sucking on my clit, well his fingers readied me for his cock.

  “Bret…” I whimpered one of my hands gripping onto his head, while the other plucked at my nipple.

  “That’s right Princess, fall apart on my tongue, let me taste those sweet juices…” Bret’s words combined with the flex of his fingers sent me flying over the edge. My body was soaring as a blinding light formed behind my eyes. Though Bret didn’t let up, not even as I came down from my high.

  Air refused to fill my lungs as he continued his assault on my pussy, devouring it with his tongue and fingers. The way he was licking me, the way his fingers were fucking me. If it felt this good, I would let him do it in the middle of a crowded city for all I cared. My thighs closed around his head. I didn't want him to stop. I wasn't going to let him stop. My back arched off the blanket as I tried to cope with the bliss that was once again building inside me. The delight within me was spreading outward, but feeling thicker, stronger in my core. I was struggling to breathe, feeling my heart race.

  "Damn, so fucking sweet. Thinking how wrong it is only makes it better." He shot me a knowing glare before returning to his delightful meal.

  “Harder…” I pleaded breathlessly, and he gave it to me harder, a third digit filling my cunt without warning. My back shot up off the blanket and my hands went straight into his hair pulling at the soft locks. I'd do anything for this to last forever. A moaned ripped from my throat, with an audible gasp. I didn’t even know what I was saying, but Bret was more experienced in these affairs than I was, and he was guiding me to bliss so fucking well.

  It was too much to bear. I slammed my hands onto the ground, trying to drag this out, knowing that my final reward would be even more worth it, but I was after all, a virgin. I wasn't prepared for how good Bret would be, and how intense the feelings were that were spiraling out of control inside me.

  Screaming. Blissful, delightful screams fell from my lips as I finally, came again. My vision blurred as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. The orgasm rushed through me, shooting throughout my extremities, and I damn near felt like I was going to have the most wonderful heart attack ever and still he kept going, making me ride this out, milking it for every bit of delight that I possibly could. But eventually all good things had to come to an end.

  I caught my breath just barely, him leaving my aching pussy behind as he stood up before me. Pushing myself up, I was suddenly eye to eye with an awakened beast. An anaconda.

  "Be a good little Princess, and taste the beast…” He grinned, looking down at me.

  I swallowed. Yeah, it was intimidating when it was sort of soft, but now that it was fully hard. My first thought was wondering why the hell he shoved a baseball bat into my face.

  Yet, I didn't want to disappoint him. Not after what he had done to me. The sinful nature of the situation wasn't lost on me. Next to a fire, naked in the woods, with my Step Brothers cock looming in front of my lips.

  "Are you afraid?" He asked, a curious look in his eyes.

  I shook my head no, "I want to make you proud, big brother," I replied in a mocking tone, embracing the little sister role he had cast me in.

  In reality I wanted to do him good. I just had doubts. Did my lips even stretch out that big? Okay, they did. He laughed. He was watching me trying to figure out the logistics of sucking him off. I shook the thoughts away and decided to take it easy.

  Reaching out, I caressed his cock. Feeling it tremble under my touch and how hot it was only turned me on more. And even though we were naked outside on a chilly night, we were more than enough to keep one another warm. Stroking him, going down to those big, heavy balls. Did he really intend to go all the way with me? Was I going to feel those balls empty into me, all of their potent seed into my fertile body?

  I couldn't believe the thoughts that were running through me. He knew I was a virgin. He knew I was in Catholic school. He had to know I wasn't on anything.

  Pushing the thoughts away, I jerked him ever so slightly, pulling him closer to me. Every inch of that rod I examined, learning, wanting to know how to please him just like he pleased me. Finally, I licked him. I ran my tongue up and down the length, feeling him twitch against it.

  Bret kept my hair out of my eyes, stroking my head, smiling, and almost sort of guiding me down his cock. It made me feel so dirty to be doing this, yet so sexy. With one hand on him, I took the other and started to fondle myself, keeping the fire raging inside of me, while making me feel even dirtier, and even sexier.

  Licking his balls, I took them into my mouth, sucking on them, and loving the groans that ripped from his throat. Coming up to his tip, I opened wide, and finally took him in, bit by bit, my lips latching onto his cock in hopes of being the tightest thing he has ever experienced.

  Groans of approval and pleasure erupted from deep within him and I took him deeper into my mouth until my gag reflex kicked in and my eyes started to water. I had taken him as far as I could, but there was still so much length left. With a slight pull, he helped me as my lips ran up and down his length, his cock quivering against my tongue.

  Up and down I slid, tasting his cock. It was delightful, even if it was a bit awkward in my mouth. Hearing him groan, and his pleasure at what I was doing though, that only made him more and more sweet to suck off.

  His pleasure was my pleasure, my fingers moved faster against my clit. God, I was supposed to be a good Catholic schoolgirl. Was I really secretly such a slut that sucking my own brother's cock was enough to get me off?

  "Damn Princess, you fucking suck my cock like a pro…” Bret palmed my ass before slapping it hard with his hand. I gasped around his length loving the pleasure that that one slap brought me.

  I released him from my mouth for a short second to respond. "You're the first man to fuck my mouth, I hope I’m doing okay?” I grinned, the twisted familial nature somehow making it all the hotter.

  Soon though, it didn't matter. Moments after I got the slightest taste of his seed, drips of pre-cum hitting my tongue, he abruptly pulled me off of him.

  "I'm not done. If I'm going to enjoy you to the fullest little sister I’m not coming in your mouth. My seed belongs in your pussy, and I won’t be stopping until it’s dripping down your legs… “ I swallowed a gulp, taking in the little drops I did get.

  He leaned down, taking me back down with him, another blissful kissed grew between us though
he didn't seem to care that the lips he was indulging in now had been wrapped around his cock only moments ago. My heart beat faster as the moment of truth slowly approached. The thing I had fantasized about and feared both equally.

  "I need to be inside you, I need to feel you squeezing the fuck out of my cock with that tight pussy of yours.” Bret confessed, his voice breaking the silence.

  That throbbing member of his loomed outside my slit, and before I could attest to anything that was going to happen he slipped the thick head of his cock inside me. My pussy ached, as he slipped deeper inside me, inch by inch he took my virginity, my pussy burning as he spread me to the point of complete pain.

  “Bret…” I cried out unsure of if I wanted him to stop or keep going.

  "I know Princess, you’re so tight, I don’t want to rip you, but I’ve got to feel you around my cock…” He growled his mouth right next to my ear.

  Both pain and pleasure filled my belly as he continued to rock into me, my cunt taking every last inch of his throbbing cock. He was so big, and I was so tight, I was surprised he even fit.

  He moved his hands pulling away from me, while gripping me by the hips, so he could watch where we were connected. “Damn…” He let out a hiss, as the sound of our skin slapping against each other's filled the air.

  “Oh God… Oh God…” I stifled the cry with a bite to my bottom lip. Bret stared down at me with a look in his eyes that should’ve scared me.

  “Hold on tight, your pussies about to take a pounding Princess…” I gulped and watched as he lifted my hips pressing my legs toward the back of my head while he stood slightly, his entire length sinking into me, while his balls slapped against my asshole. There was something about the angel and tightness that had me purring like a kitty.

  Bret was relentless, his grip was tight, and his movements were harsh and rough as he pounded into me until I felt nothing but pleasure coursing through me. Each thrust sent me further over the edge.