Brother's delight

The whole world it seems, says what we're doing is wrong. Yet how can it be when we're so much in love and sexual lust.
Right from our early teens we've 'played' sexually together.
Tom's a hunk, a real life dream of a man. And he's my older brother. Yet it wasn't Tom who seduced me, it was the other way around. Still to this day, I'm the one with the massive sex drive.
It was all innocent enough to begin with. Kissing in either one of our bedrooms. Then I began to massage his penis through his clothing. That lead to us experimenting masturbating each other, and on to oral sex both ways.
By then we were seventeen and eighteen respectively, and I wanted it to be Tom who took my virginity.
For some time he said it was a step too far, yet he'd gladly have me swallow his cum every day, sometimes twice a day while blowing his large manhood.
Then out of the blue with our parents out for the evening, he walks in my room and declares he's not able to make babies (I never knew until that point he was being tested). Tom has me take off my clothing and asks me to play with myself as he undressed.
Normally when Tom went down on me, it was only a relatively brief sexual pleasure. Long enough I'd orgasm, but only just before he'd want me sucking the juice out of his gorgeous length.
I later found out, he wanted to cum as much as he could, to hopefully improve his sperm count.
That evening my brother made love to my pussy with his mouth, making me orgasm over and over again. It was so good I had to hold him off at one point as my body was overwhelmed by a huge climax.
He moved up my body then and practically rammed his rock hard fully erect penis into my mouth. He was taking charge and I loved it.
Pulling my hair to the rhythm and speed he wanted me to lick and suck on his cock and balls, I willingly gave him as much oral sex as he wanted.
Groaning and moaning after some considerable time, I thought he was going to cum, as he had countless times before.
But my brother held off and moved in between my legs. Asking me if I was ready for him to deflower me. My hesitation made him rise off me, but I'd wanted this for so long. Gripping his butt cheeks, I pulled my brother and his erection into my vagina.
I was a woman, a female who had chosen her life partner and someone who at that moment in time, couldn't have cared less what the world thought.
Feeling his manhood so deep inside me, plus Tom sliding it in deeper with each thrust of his hips, had me orgasming so completely, I very nearly passed out.
The whole setting, the fact I knew I couldn't get pregnant from our liaison meant I could give myself totally, and over the next half an hour, I did just that.
Tom was exhausted by the time he'd cum deep inside me for a second time. His cock had remained so erect with my juices all over it, after he'd first cum, I couldn't resist sucking in his slippery shaft.
It was the first time I'd sucked on his erection after he'd cum, and it triggered an amazing response in him.
He went wild for my holes, making us switch into a sixty nine.
He'd licked and tongued my asshole before, but never like that evening. And it in turn made me climax time and again. Yet When Tom got up behind me to slide his saliva coated manhood deep inside me, he chose my pussy to enjoy himself within.
It was rougher, faster than my deflowering but I didn't care. I wanted him so much, I found myself probing my own asshole with a finger. He began to enter me much faster then, so with my own digit up my ass, Tom came making me climax too.
We flopped down then, grinning and laughing a little. We knew we'd crossed the line and yet we also knew we had the same thought 'Fuck the world and its normality'.
From then on, we had sex at least once a day. Often it was hurried and quiet as we obviously didn't want our parents to know.
Then Tom moved out with his new job and we didn't see as much of each other. I missed him incredibly, yet tried to move on knowing it wasnt going to last anyway. How could it when so many people thought it to be vile that we loved each other that way.
I had two relationships with really nice guys. One only lasted a couple of months, then I met Sam. But I longed for it to be my brother who was taking my anal virginity and not Sam.
Nevertheless Sam, my then boyfriend, taught me a lot about carnal lust and how to control a mans sexual reactions.
We broke off our mostly sexual time together after I found out he was banging a guy I'd grown up with. It made sense then why he always wanted to fuck my asshole.
Twenty three. That's how old I was when Tom said enough was enough. We'd both been single for some time and I'd visited him the day before at his apartment. I knew and so did he, we both wanted each other.
His text said the following
day "Fuck what society says. Call round tonight".
I arrived at eight o'clock. By quarter past, I was naked on his fireside rug sucking on his beautiful long missed penis, as he drove me crazy by tonguing my pussy and soon to be fucked asshole.
I stayed the night. And the night after, and moved my things in that weekend.
We moved out nearly a year later buying a 'dooer upper' house.
We live together now as man and wife. Our parents know, but say nothing. Dad is the more liberal, as mom often tuts when they visit. She doesn't comment and I think that's because Tom can't have kids.
Whatever it is, they leave us to our love and know one thing, we'll never hurt or cheat on one another. And I guess to my parents, that's ok.

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