1 comments/ 156494 views/ 30 favorites Crossdressing Brother By: Nomansland69 It has been two years since my parents died in a car crash coming back from holiday. My younger brother, Greg, went to live with our grandparents until my grandfather had a stroke. When my grandmother couldn't take care of my brother, as well, he moved in with me. Things were going fine, with Greg attending the local Polytech, like me. I was earning a teacher's degree, and Greg was studying carpentry. Several months passed, and I noticed strange things happening around the house. It seemed that my underwear drawer was open all the time, so I went upstairs to ask Greg if he knew anything about it. When I knocked on Greg's door, I heard frantic rustling for several long moments before he finally called, "Come in!" "What's going on in here?" I asked. "Nothing," he said too quickly, huddling beneath the covers as though naked. I had a fair idea what he had been doing, as I still do the same thing. "Greg, do you know anything about my underwear drawer?" I asked him. "No, I don't," he replied. "Are you sure? Because it doesn't open by itself," I said. "No, I don't! Why would I go in there?" "Ok," I said, and I closed the door behind me. The next day, I came home early. Unlocking the front door, I stepped inside and went upstairs. I was about to enter my bedroom when I stopped at the doorway, stunned that my brother was on my bed – wearing one of my black bras and a matching g-string bikini! I saw that he was reading a porno mag. His straining-hard cock was poking through the edge of my panties, and he was beginning to stroke it. "What the fuck is going on here?" I yelled at him, storming into the room. "Nothing," he sputtered, trying to hide his now-shrinking cock. "Doesn't look like nothing! Where did you get this?" I snapped, picking up the porno mag and flicking through the pages. I got to a few that were stuck together and frowned. I didn't speak but kept paging through the magazine. "One of my mates brought it for me," he mumbled. "And why are you wearing my underwear?" I asked him. "I like the feel of the lacy material on my bare skin," he said in a tiny voice. I put the dirty magazine in front of him and pointed at a picture of a naked woman with big breasts. "So, you like bare boobs?" "Yes, err – yes!" he said in a raspy voice, distressed a bit by my choice of words. "Have you ever seen bare boobs for real? Not in a picture?" I asked, still flicking through the pages of the magazine. "No," he answered. His regret and disappointment was written on his face and showed in his voice. "Would you like to see some real bare boobs?" I asked him. That question surprised him, but what surprised him even more was the sudden change in my voice. "If you want to see real boobs so badly, you can see mine," I informed him. That remark hit him with a mixture of shock, fear, and excitement. I wanted nothing more than to see my younger brother naked, and for him to see me the same way. Instinctively, his eyes drifted over my body. I look pretty for twenty-five. My skin is tanned, and I have blue eyes and beautiful, long, blonde hair. I was wearing a short white skirt and a tight, black, sleeveless shirt with a high neck line which made my medium-sized breasts look larger. As Greg stared at me, I tossed the magazine aside and started to remove my shirt and pull it over my head. Then I paused and said teasingly, "Well, you do want to see my bare breasts, don't you?" "Y-yes," Greg stammered. "Please." Without much waiting, I pulled my shirt over my head, revealing my lacey red bra. I thought that my bra was a size too small, since my breasts were hardly contained by the measly cups. The sight of his half-naked sister had an immediate effect on Greg, and I saw his dick starting to get hard again. He was a bit embarrassed by the fact that his own sister could provoke such a response, and he crossed his legs and tried to hide his erection. I just smiled. "Greg, honey, it doesn't matter," I said. "It's perfectly normal for a woman taking off her clothes to cause such a reaction in an eighteen-year-old boy." Still smiling, I pulled my bra straps over my shoulders, reached behind me, and unclasped the bra, then shrugged the straps down my shoulders one by one and dropped the bit of red lace to the floor. Greg could now see my firm, naked breasts. It must have been a most beautiful sight, for my little brother was staring in wonder at my lovely globes of flesh topped by nice-sized nipples. "You may touch them, if you want to," I told him. I could see that he felt a bit ashamed, but apparently, I didn't have any qualms about him touching my breasts. I moved closer to my bed and sat next to him. Carefully, he placed a hand on one of my tits. As soon as the soft flesh touched his hand, he let go of all his inhibitions and surrendered to his lust. Enthusiastically, he started to rub my breasts and massage my nipples. I was enjoying this, and as my breathing was quickening, he got the courage to bend his head down and lick my breasts. When he sucked on my nipples, they came fully erect almost instantly. After he had been fanatically playing with my breasts for a while, I motioned for him to stop. He let go of my tits as a baby would if changing nipples and gave me a questioning look. I didn't say anything, but I got up off the bed, untied my skirt, and pushed it down my legs. I did this slowly, as if I were trying to tease my audience. I turned to the side, imagining how a picture of such would look. I slowly and very carefully pushed my skirt down, sticking my ass out as the fabric slid over my full, round ass cheeks. I bent over so that I pushed my skirt all the way down to my ankles and stepped out of the pile of cloth slowly. I could see that Greg was now looking at me with the lusty eyes of a man trying to remember every inch of my smooth skin. All I was wearing now was a red pair of g-string knickers, and I sat back down on the bed next to him. I looked at him and said, "Do you want to see everything?" He couldn't utter a single word anymore; instead, he just nodded. I lay back and I slid my hands down my curvaceous body to the top of my red g-string thong. They fit me perfectly, and the strings were nothing more than an eighth of an inch wide. The back came together in a small triangle that served to define the shape of my ass. I moved my thumbs between my strings and my hips and slowly pushed them down over my toned thighs, then wriggled then down over my bare feet. I threw my only remaining piece of clothing into the corner of my room and spread my legs wide, showing him my ripe pussy in all its glory. "You are old enough to realize," I said, softly but sternly, "that no one must ever know what's happening here, right now – right?" He nodded. "Come on little brother, play with my pussy," I said. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. He hesitated a little as he looked at his naked, incredibly hot sister, then dragged his body across the bed and lay next to me. I could feel my pussy was getting wet with aptipation. Greg began to plant soft kisses up each thigh. He then reached my moist pussy. He extended his tongue and it brushed against my swollen clit. I jerked with pleasure. Greg started licking the entire length of my slit, tasting my nectre with each lick. "Oh, Greg. That's fucking increible," I said. It had been eight months since my last boyfriend, and having someone eating my pussy was sensation I had missed. He continued licking me. With each lick, he stopped at my clit, giving it a little tickle with his tongue. After a dozen or so more licks, he rested his mouth on my pussy opening and began to dart his tongue in and out of my cunt, and his nose was now rubbing on my clit. It was driving me mad. I cupped his head in my hands and pulled him into my groin. My juices were really flowing now as I was now turned by this act my brother was giving me. His tongue was now rapidly darting in and out of pussy. After a few more minutes of this, it was too much for me to bear. My legs cramped up around his head, and my pussy erupted in an unbearbale orgasm. He emerged from between my legs with cum over his chin. "Where did you learn to perform oral sex like that?" I asked him. "I read the stories in the porno magizines," he said. "Well, that was fucking incredible. Now come and lie down. I want to return the favour," I told him He did as he was told and lay down next to me on his back. I removed the lace panties he still had on and sat on my knees in front of him. Then I grabbed his raging hard-on and started to masturbate him softly. "Nice?" I asked. He could only moan in response. The feeling of his warm, stiff prick in my supple hand was so amazingly good. I smiled a satisfied smile and bent over his crotch. I closed my lips around the head of his cock and started to lick it carefully. He obviously had no idea what was happening to him. With my tongue, I licked some pre-cum from his dick, after which I took his prick completely in my mouth. I blew him, slurping, and the feeling this was causing him must have been awesome. It didn't take Greg long to come, grunting. I felt him tense, but I kept his cock firmly in my mouth. He must have experienced an intense orgasm, and he unloaded an enormous amount of sperm. I tried to swallow it all, but the amount of semen that was flowing from my little brother's testicles at that moment was so large that I couldn't swallow everything. The excess sperm dripped from the corners of my mouth. After a while, I let his shrinking cock glide out of my mouth and lay on top of him. The sensation of my tits against his chest and my belly against his dick was indescribably erotic. I smiled at him while large drops of his semen were trickling down my lips and chin, then I kissed him again and whispered in his ear, "Now that you have eaten me out and I have given you a blow job, I might as well teach you everything. Ready for your first time, kid?" "Yes" he moaned, and his cock was already on the rise again, simply because I had put my sexy naked body on top of his. I rolled off Greg and lay on my back. "Come on!" I said, "stick your prick in my pussy." Because of the language I was using, Greg was obviously getting hornier and hornier, if it was possible, and he climbed on top of me. I put my arms around him, pressed his body against mine, and easily guided his hard cock into my wet pussy. Prudently, he started to thrust. He still couldn't believe this was happening to him, but the slurping sound made by my moist pussy with every thrust of his cock, and the banging sensation of his balls against my pussy, convinced him of the fact that he was truly fucking his sister. When the realization hit, he could hardly control himself and started to thrust faster and faster, causing my tits to swing back and forth. I softly moaned while he was fucking me like a madman, and he put his head between my breasts. Ultimately, he couldn't take any more. "Yes" I moaned "Shoot it in my cunt! Shoot your cum into my cunt, little brother!" My dirty language made him crazier with lust than he was already, and I felt his body shake. He groaned and came, squirting his young sperm deep inside my pussy. As soon as he had unloaded the last drop of semen from his balls, he let himself fall on top of me, completely exhausted. I still had my arms around him. I hugged him tightly, pressing my tits against his chest. I then gave him a wet kiss and looked at him in a way that was tender and horny at the same time. "So," I said, a mischievous twinkle in my eyes, "How was it?" "Fucken unbelievable!" he said, as he looked into my eyes. "Now doing it for real is better than looking at naked pictures in a magizine and doing it with your hand?" I asked him "It's brilliant," he softly said. "Better than I had ever dared dream." "I quite enjoyed it myself. To tell you the turth, I was turned on by the sight of you wearing my underwear," I said, smiling at at him. "From now on, you will sleep in my bed, and since you like wearing my underwear, I will give you some of mine to wear. Maybe I'll even take you shopping for your own underwear." Greg just smiled at me as and he continued to hug me, and we stayed in bed together for the rest of the night, enjoying our new ound relationship... Crossdressing Brother Ch. 02 Chapter Two - Me, My Brother and my best friend. It had been a couple of weeks since I caught Greg dressed in my underwear, on my bed, and playing with himself. Things were getting to become very interesting. It was the weekend, and I was tucked up in my bed, with my best friend Kim. We arrived home at 3 in the morning, and with the amount of alcohol that we had consumed during the course of the night, we very drunk, laughing and giggling at each other. We got to my front door, still giggling, I pinned Kim against the front door, and lightly kissed her on the lips. She didn't pull away, instead she wanted more. We went inside and up to my bedroom. I managed to get Kim interested into coming to bed with me. So we crawled into bed, after taking each others clothes off, and we cuddled up together in our underwear and drifted off to sleep. It was roughly 2 in the afternoon, as I woke with a huge hangover from the night before. I gently eased out of Kim's arms, and made my way to the bathroom. I turned the shower on and waited for the water to warm up, before stepping inside. I unclasped my bra and threw it into the corner, then pushed my panties down to my feet, before stepping out of them and in to the shower. A few minutes under the water was refreshing to my hangover. The sound of the door closing roused me from my soak. I pushed my hair back and opened my eyes, and greeted by a feminine figure standing outside of the shower door. She then unsnapped her bra, exposing her young pale breasts, and then she pushed her knickers down, and walked in. She was a beautiful woman. She stood approximately 5'3, with long blonde hair, firm round breasts and shapely legs. She walked in with authority and assurance and never seemed timid or shy. Kim moved up behind me, I could feel the heat from her body as she moved closer and I suppressed a shiver as her hands touched my neck. She moved closer and I could feel her breasts pressing against my back, her nipples were hard against my skin. The hot water continued to cascade over us as I leaned back into her massaging hands. Slowly her hands moved down my back, massaging all the way. I could feel the excitement building inside me and struggled to control my breathing. Her finger tips lightly touched the sides of my waist and stomach. Slowly her hands began to move up until she was level with my breasts. Turning me around slowly, her pressed her lips to mine. Kissing a woman is some how softer than slower, more sensuous. Our tongues danced with each other and she pulled me closer to her. I sank to the floor of the shower, as I explored her body. I made my way slowly down her body to her belly. I reached her belly and then shifted my attentions to her thighs. As my searching tongue made its way closer to her pussy, her breathing became faster and harder. Her moans turned to whimpers as I moved in and lightly touched my tongue to her throbbing clit. Flicking gently at first I tested out the feel of her juices on my tongue. Lifting her legs, to allow my further access, I covered her pussy with my mouth, licking out the juices there and tonguing her now hard nub. Her body shock as I explored, alternating between aggressive, thrusting type licks to soft, sensuous ones. I slowly inserted a finger inside her hot pussy, feeling her muscles contact slightly against my finger. I inserted another and began to move them in and out in slow motions; instinctively she began to rock her body against my hand. Her body began to shake and her moans began groans and whimpers all mixed in to one, as her climax built. She reached against me; I grabbed her cheeks and held her pussy to my lips and tongue as she began to cum. Her muscles contracted and began to spill her juices on my face. I eagerly ate licked them off and held her until she subsided with a sigh. Slowly lowering her body to the floor, I held my face up to the water and let it run over me. Savouring for one moment the feel of my tongue against her clit. Moving out of the water, I looked into her eye...and smiled. She smiled back and stood up and rinsed off. "Shall we continue our fun?" I asked Kim as I dried her luscious body. "I'm up for it," she said and planted a kiss on my lips. We ran down the hall giggling like little school girls. I closed the door behind me, and we sat on my bed. My head started to move closer to hers. My lips touched hers. We started kissing, and soon the kissing became very passionate. I started to caress her body, and she began to caress mine. She then took off the towel she was wearing. We were still kissing and caressing each other as I pressed my warm body against hers. I was grabbed a hold of her firm buttocks. She removed the towel and it fell to the floor. That tingling sensation grew greater and greater. "OOHHH it felt sooo good" I mumbled under my breath. She was lying on top of me she put her mouth on one of my breast while she was rubbing my pussy with her hand. That was the most magnificent felling. She started to lick it. It felt good. I slowly spread my legs and guided my friend's hand into my glistening slit. She continued to finger me. I was moaning, "UUUHHH! OOOHHH! YES! YES! THAT FEELS SO GOOD!" I was about to cum, when the door of my room suddenly opened and Greg, my brother fell over on the floor. "What the fuck!" I said, as Kim didn't even stop fingering me as Greg burst in. "You can watch, sit in that chair" Kim said to him, and he did as he was told. She stroked my neck and slowly lowered her hands to my breasts, making circles around my fully aroused nipples. She reached over and kissed me with those luscious full lips and we started teasing each other with our tongues. Kim's mouth covered mine and her tongue plunged deeply into my mouth. I never thought I could be so turned on by another woman's kiss and touch. I reached down and stroked her long, shapely leg, going higher and higher. I found that her pussy was already wet. I touched her moist pubic hair lightly, and then opened up her willing lips with the tips of my fingers. She gasped as I touched her enlarged clit which was hard and aching to be stroked. My fingers circled her hot box and then found their way inside of her. I finger fucked her as her breath quickened and her hips slowly rotated. She leaned over and started sucking on my erect nipples which sent electrical charges between my legs. I spread my legs willingly as her hand found my twat which was aching for attention. She teased my hard clit with the tips of her fingers, pinching it then massaging it gently. I knew that Jack was probably enjoying this and as I looked over to the other side of the room, I saw that Jack had removed his clothes and was stroking his huge bulging hardness. "Poor baby...we had all the fun and all you got to do was watch...wanna play now? I bet you are aching to cum in our pussies" I said. Kim and I walked over to him, shoved our pussies into his face and asked him if he was ready to join the action. He panted that he was and grabbed our hands and pulled us toward the bed. Greg laid on the bed and I positioned my dripping honey pot above his face. Kim started tonguing Greg's hard cock, licking up one side then down the other and sucking lightly on the head which I knew would drive him wild. Greg's tongue found my love button which was now as hard as his cock deep within Kim's mouth. I reached back and was able to squeeze one of Kim's breasts while Greg's tongue plunged deeper inside of me. His tongue teased my swollen clit, touching it lightly then licking all around it. I couldn't hold back any longer. My pussy began convulsing as my orgasm the sheets of liquid silk cascaded down from my twat and blanket, to my brother with its warm honey. My come surrounded Greg. It travelled down my thighs, covering them like ribbons of fine lace. Kim was fingering herself, and sucking hard on Greg's cock. I wanted that hard shaft in my mouth too, so I positioned myself next to Kim and we both took turns licking, sucking and deep throating it. Greg grabbed Kim and guided her dripping pussy onto his face sixty-nine style, gobbling and licking at her clit. Greg was ready to explode with both of us still taking turns licking and sucking on his cock. We couldn't get enough of that beautiful hardness in our mouths. Kim was still straddling Greg's face and I could tell she was close to orgasm. I let go of Greg's cock motioning for Kim to do the same. I needed that thing inside my quivering pussy, so I positioned myself over Greg and guided him in. Kim and I faced each other with Greg inside of me, Kim's pussy still in Greg's mouth. We started kissing, grabbing at each other's breasts, pinching and squeezing while my hips moved furiously burying Greg deeper and deeper inside of me. Kim reached down and rubbed my clit and I knew I was ready to explode again. I could tell Greg was ready, too, and as I arched my body in orgasm, I could feel his hot cum shooting inside of me. Kim screamed, pushed herself into Greg's face reaching her climax as Greg tongue fucked her pussy. We collapsed in heap of withering bodies, and soon fell in a deep slumbering sleep. Crossdressing Brother Ch. 03 With the first two stories written from Claire's point of view, I thought that I might be interesting to write it from Greg's (her brother's) point of view. * It was a hot morning, waking, covered in sweat. I rolled out of bed, and I was sitting on the edge of the bed, when my sister came into my room--marched actually, "I don't mind doing your laundry, Greg, but you got make sure that it is out by the machine, and now you are out of clothes and underwear. They're all dirty. And why didn't you didn't tell me you were getting so low?" Still somewhat asleep, I thought about it a moment, then replied that I didn't think I was out, or even close to it. Claire hand a stern look on her face and said, "Well, you are." Then, from behind her back, she produced some clothing and laid it on my bed. "These will have to do for now, till I can get some washed. Put them on." She paused a moment, then added. "Besides, I think you'll like them better. It's hot today, and these will be cool." She left the room. I looked lazily at what was before me, on my bed, there was a pair of woman's G-string panties, a pair of her shorts and a cotton sleeveless blouse of hers (we were almost about the same size then). "Uh, sis," I yelled, No response. I yelled again. This time I heard her roar back to just put them on. I shrugged and took off my boxers and then slipped on her G-string. They fitted remarkable well, the g-string came up and slid up between my butt crack, and it snuggle fitted my testicles. I immediately felt an incredibly good sensation. Especially around in my genitals, which did, I must admit, sort of bulge out in front. I shrugged again and then put on her shorts, zipping them at the side and then slipped her blouse on. No sooner had I finished than did, Claire suddenly appear again. "You'll be much cooler in that. I guarantee. And you'll feel better too. Now, here, put these on too." From around her back she produced a pair of red shorts, which I put on in front of her "Okay, now go and watch some TV or something. Stay inside, though. It's too hot outside," she said and I obeyed. Walking away, feeling rather strange but oddly good too. For a long time I'd always rather envied women because they have such a variety of clothing they can wear, much of which seems so airy and comfortable. And now I was getting to experience this. I kind of liked it, in a way. Plus, I knew it pleased Claire in some strange way. It also pleased something else, which had grown quite large in my panties. They offered some support and it was pushing it way out quite noticeably. I tried to ignore it and after a while, it did subside somewhat, although not completely. I walked downstairs and turned the TV on and began to watch it. An hour or so later, Claire called me up from the den. I went and found her in the bathroom. The water was running in the tub. "I want you to take a bath," she said. "Do I have to?" I asked. "Do as I say!" she snapped. "Get undressed." She left the bathroom. I did as I was told. As I did, I noticed some more women's panties, a bra on the toilet seat. "Now, what?" I thought. In a moment, I was completely naked. "Aw Sis, I don't' need a bath!" I said trying to get out of her grasp, "Yes you do, you are all sweaty and smelly," she said, "Aw Sis, I don't' need a bath!" I said trying to stand my ground. "Do as I say!" she snapped. "Get undressed." She left the bathroom. I did as I was told. In a moment, I was completely naked. Standing there naked, daydreaming, and thinking about the past, and how Claire used to bath me when I was younger. I started for the tub when Claire suddenly entered the bathroom. She handed me a can of shaving cream and a razor. "I want all that ugly hair off you," she ordered. "I don't know why men have to have so much hair. It's ugly. And hot. You'll feel much better afterwards." But I just stood there. She lost her patience and shoved me into the tub. She started to wash me, everywhere. She rubbed my cock and balls vigorously, but all the while seemingly ignoring my full-scale erection. She then proceeded to put shaving cream all over my legs and under my arms. In a state of semi-shock, I just let her. In a matter of minutes, it was over. She sponged me off and gave me a towel. I tried to stand with my front away from her. My penis was very large and stiff by now. She pointed to the dainties on the toilet seat. "Put those on," she said, and these shoes." She handed me some very feminine wedge-type house slippers, open-toed, backless, with a feather puff on the toe. I slipped them on, after draping myself in a silky nightgown. She led me to my bedroom where I noticed several feminine articles were laid out on the bed. She sat me down, slipped off one of my slippers and then proceeded to paint my toenails a bright, iridescent pink. She did one foot, then the other. My mind began to race. What was going on? I was fearful, yet another part of me was excited, thrilled, and more so than I'd ever been in my entire life! "Was I going to like it?" I thought to myself, I don't know, but the combination of the hot bath, the smooth legs, stimulated from shaving and cool and soft from lotion, with the soft, soft nightgown, oh, so feminine! -- it made me feel very good. Claire finished, and told me to relax while the polish dried. I laid back on the bed, kind of in a half-daze. I felt my maleness between my legs, my balls swollen and beginning to ache a little, and my stiffness, all surrounded by the softness of the nightgown. I found my hand wandering down there to massage it. But then Claire suddenly came into the room and said, "Ah, ah. None of that." I pulled my hand away embarrassingly. She had me stand up now and then had me take off my nightgown. I stood there, naked, except for the house slippers, with this long, erect cock protruding from my crotch. Mom mumbled something like, "Silly things. They just get in the way." What happened next seemed to occur in an altered state almost. Before I knew it, Claire was fastening a pink garter belt around my waste. She had me step into a fresh pair of pink panties, very soft and satiny. She pulled them up snug around my hips and made sure the garters dangled freely behind and through them. Next, she put a bra on me. A black, sexy bra, she wrapped around my chest and hooked it up at the back. "Every girl has to have a bra," she said. She then put some kind of jelly-like inserts into the cups, which were about 36B. I felt the weight and jiggle ness and thought, is this how it feels to be a female? If so, I liked it. She then sat me on the bed and removed my slippers. She reached around behind me and brought up a flat box and opened. "Now you'll know what living is, what you've been missing." It was a pair of sheer suntan nylon stockings, with reinforced heel and toe. I hardly remember what happened next, except it felt so damm good. She gathered one up and helped put my right foot into it. Then she slowly pulled it up my cleanly shaved leg, over my knee and high up on my thigh. I've never felt anything like it. It was sheer pleasure, along with freedom and abandon. I can hardly describe it. When the stocking was on, she hooked the garters onto its soft top, and then proceeded to help me put the other one on. I did help some this time, and it was wonderful. But something else was occurring to, or was about to. My penis was stiffening, and oozing. In my groin was a pressure. I felt a terrible itch in my shaft. I also felt a throbbing. With the stockings in place, Claire stood me up. She helped me into my slippers. God, they slid on so smoothly. My feet began to tickle me sexually. As I adjusted to that wonderful sensation, Claire then helped me put on a pink, satiny full slip. I revelled as it fell down by body, touching my skin and other satiny and nylon encased parts of it. It almost felt like electric as it fell around my nylon-covered smooth legs. At the same time, it felt like something was goosing me. I felt an intense itch in my groin. I must have buckled a little. Claire shook her head and had me lie back on the bed, with my beautiful legs draped over the edge. She then lifted my slip and pulled down my panties a bit. Without warning, she dropped to her knees and kissed the head of my cock tenderly. She had her hand around my balls so I didn't dare even move but I felt like crawling into a hole. After kissing my prick, she began drooling over it, literally. She slobbered on it then sucked it into her mouth to lick away the slobber. She kissed down one side, and then nibbled up the other. She sucked and swallowed as she slid onto my cock until her nose pushed into my tummy. I felt severe panic along with all the wonderful feelings Claire was giving me. "Mmmm, your touch is nice," I sighed, slowly straightening up on my bed. "Ooh yes," I sighed as my sister's hand began to caress my thickening cock. I opened my young thighs to allow her exploring hands greater access. My cock was hard and rigid. She looked down at it as it sprouted proud and straight from between my legs, pointing upwards, marvelled at its large smooth shiny head. "For God's sake don't cum yet," she said to me, as she reached down and took my thick balls in her hand. "Oh, I like it," I moaned. Claire looked straight into my eyes and asked, "Will you help your big sister out, Greg? I need something very badly, right now, please." Before I could reply, she took on of my hands and guided it to the hem of her skirt. My eyes were bulging out of their sockets, as I slowly realized what my sister meant. I slowly slid a hand up under her short skirt, resting it on top of her tiny panties, until I found her smooth naked skin at the top. Pulling the waist band, I tugged the panties down over her trim bottom, and she kicked them off, and opened her slim thighs as wide as she could, allowing my inexperienced hand to her hot sopping fanny. My young searching fingers found the slippery hot inner lips, and the twitching hole near the bottom of my slit, and her little clitoris. Gently I explored my sister's eager cunt, sending shock waves all over her body. "Rub my clit Greg, make me cum, Oh please, please make me cum, Oh Yes!" she purred. She felt my fingers begin to move faster and faster over her slippery swollen clit. She was still stroking my throbbing big prick, and she was surprised that her little brother had had cum yet. I fingered her very wet fanny, and soon her body rocked as her orgasm hit her. "OH MY GOD, that was fucking great." She turned round and bent over me and pushed back her naked cheeks at me, revealing her open fanny to my horny eyes. I knew what I had to do, and taking hold of my huge tool, held it to her sopping cunt, he felt hot wet cunt walls close around my manhood as it slid inside of her pussy. "OH LITTLE BROTHER, FUCK ME HARDER!" Claire panted, as her body consumed with lust and horn. I eased my slim hips forward, sending his rigid tool into my sisters sopping hot cunt. I slid in about half way, paused, then I withdrew out almost to the tip then with another flexing of my firm buttocks thrust all the way in until I felt my skin on her skin. "OH JEEZUS, FUCK GREG!" She cried out, as her sopping horny cunt was stuffed full with the thickness of her little Brothers, huge boyhood. I began to fuck her, slowly at first, then with ever increasing speed. "Oh god, oh god, yes," I panted and gasped as my huge tool was thrusting in and out of my sisters cunt hungry little cunt. "Oh Greg, oh Greg, you are so good, fuck me, oh I need it oh yes. Oh yes, Oh yes, OH MY GOD!" she sobbed as her fanny was stuffed with my organ. I reached under her short skirt and finding her naked trim hips, gripped them as I thrust in and out of her hole. Deep within her, I felt her cum begin to build up inside her, finally exploding from her sopping squelching cunt. I felt her tight cunt walls, spasm around my thrusting boyhood, and this sent me over the edge. My boy seed, was freed from my young balls, and erupted time and time again from the tip of my cock, filling my sister's insides with its volume. I collapsed over my sister's back, gasping and panting for breath, after the most intense orgasm of his young life. Claire had never felt so fucked, so stuffed, so fulfilled, so satisfied with any fuck that she had ever had, by me. With a loud plop she felt me withdraw me cock from her still throbbing cunt hole, my seed dribbling down her naked legs. She turned to me and kissed me on the mouth. "Thank you, oh thank you Greg, you were fucking amazing." I was very pleased with myself. She got some tissues from beside the bed and wiped my dripping tool, and she got some more could wipe her fanny. With another kiss, Claire got up and left me to regain my composer, only to return with some clean clothes to wear. "Now take those sweaty underwear off," I got up off the bed and did as I was told. "Now I want you to put some fresh underwear on". After putting on a fresh pair of knickers, she then returned with another nightie, she put it on me, I slipped between the sheets of my bed and I drifted off into feminine dream world.