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My parents split when I was a kid. I lived with dad, my brother lived with mom. This is true story of how it all started.

It was late when mom picked me up for my visit. I sat between her and my brother in the cab of her small pickup truck. It was dark, and since we had a couple hours until we were home, I closed my eyes to try and sleep. I leaned over and laid my head against my big brother. He didn’t seem to mind. He just wrapped his arm around me and settled in for the ride. It felt so nice cuddling with him, I immediately fell asleep.

Awhile later I woke up as he shifted next to me. I kept my eyes closed and tried going back to sleep. He reached over and grabbed my hand that was resting on his leg and slowly slid it over. Moving it right on top of his zipper. I could feel the heat coming from his lap, and literally felt him throbbing with each heartbeat. I got scared and moved my hand away, back onto my lap. I knew enough to know what he had under there.

After a few minutes, he reached over and grabbed my hand again. This time he held it on his lap, just barely applying any pressure. I looked up and the dash lights softly lit his face. He looked down at me and quietly whispered “please?” His eyes pleading with me. Luckily mom had the stereo on, so she didn’t hear.

I left my hand there and just closed my eyes again. Soon he started slowly moving his hips up, pushing himself into my hand. I swear I even heard him groan. He couldn’t move much or mom would have noticed, so he just barely moved his hips back and forth, grinding against my hand harder and harder. His breathing getting ragged, his heart pounding against my chest. The arm he had wrapped around my shoulders pulled me tight into his chest. His fingers digging into my arm, almost painfully.

Just then mom slowed down to pull into the driveway. We were home. My brother jumped up and straightened his pants quick. As soon as we walked through the door, he ran to his room and shut the door. I didn’t see him for the rest of the night.

It was another week before mom left us alone to run into town. I was sitting on the couch watching tv when he came out and asked me if I wanted to play. I was shocked! He was several years older than me, so he always treated me like the bratty little sister who just annoyed him. I jumped at the chance to hang out with him!

He brought me into his room and sat me on the bed. He stood in front of me and asked “are you sure? If I play with you today, you have to promise to keep it our secret. I can’t have my friends finding out I hang out with my little sis. No one can know. Promise?” I nodded my head yes! “No, you have to say it. Promise you won’t tell anyone, not even mom.” “I promise! I won’t tell anyone. You know I’d do anything to get you to play with me.”

He smiled at that. “Good, lets have some fun. Remember the other night in the truck? I know you’ve been wondering what it looks like” as he patted the crotch of his jeans. I looked down and just nodded, biting my lip. I’d been thinking about it non stop. I didn’t want to tell him, but I laid in bed every night playing with my little pussy knowing he was just on the other side of the wall.

“As long as you don’t tell, I’ll show you.” I rolled my eyes “I promised, didn’t I?” He laughed as reached down and undid the button on his jeans. Slowly lowering his zipper. His pants slid down off his skinny hips. He stood there in just his boxers, with a big bulge in the front. Looking down at me, he grabbed the waist Of his boxers and slowly lowered them down, his cock coming into view. He was already so hard it popped out towards my face when he got them down. He stepped out of his clothes and kicked them to the side. “Well, what do you think?” As I just sat and stared at it, my mouth hanging open.

“You can touch it if you want? In fact, I’d love it if you do. It would make me feel so much better after being left hanging before.” I didn’t know what he meant by that, but I didn’t ask questions. He stepped closer, only inches from my face now. He reached down and grabbed my hand, just like the other night. But this time when he guided it to his cock, there were no clothes between. He wrapped my fingers around as it pulsed in my hand. He groaned deep as he moved my hand up and down along his cock.

“Oh my god Jes, that feels so much better than when I do it, please, keep going.” He moved his hand away and I kept sliding mine up and down his shaft. From base to tip, slowly. I was biting my lip as I concentrated on what I was doing. I could tell it was feeling really good, and I loved that I was doing that for him. I started picking up speed, going a little faster. He must have really liked that because he started moving his hips, pumping his cock into my hand.

He stopped me. Grabbing my hand and pulling it away. “I want to try one more thing. I want you to give it a little kiss.” I wrinkled my nose and shook my head. “Nuh uh. No thanks.”

“Please? You’ve been making me feel so good, I know this will feel amazing! Just one kiss?” He stepped even closer and started pushing his hard cock towards my face. Begging me to kiss it. “Fine! Just one kiss. That’s it.”

He held onto it as I leaned forward, my lips lightly touching the tip. One quick kiss, but he had other plans. As soon as my lips touched it, he pushed again. Trying to push himself into my mouth. “Please?!?! I need to feel your mouth so bad!”

Just then mom pulled back into the driveway. “SHIT!” My brother says as he runs into the bathroom. I ran into my room quick before she got through the door. She grabbed something and went to leave again.

As she walked back out the door she yelled “sorry kids, forgot my purse, I’ll be back later!”

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