Michelle Ch. 02

His palms softly touched the sides of my hips, slowly traced the curves up along the sides of my slim abdomen, slid over my ribcage, caressed the sides of my tits, squeezed my slender arms then stopped holding my hands. I felt his warm breath blowing on the back of my ear. He pushed my hands to touch the glass wall. His hard on pressed into the crack between my ass cheeks. We were back to the unfinished act 5 years ago.

"Lean on the wall, Michelle,'' He gave another command.

My hands pressed on the glass wall facing the bedroom to support my slanting body. My tits hung free and swaying gently.

His hands traced down my slippery arm lengths. Slowly passed my armpits and reached my tits from behind. His softly struck my tits for a while, then gently lifted up my two hanging tits with his palms twice as if to gauge their weights under the gravity. Satisfied with his assessment on my tits, he started to squeeze and roll on my free hanging tits. His huge palms almost covered my entire tits, only my erect nipples occasionally escaped into the gap between his fingers. The strength of his palms suffocating my chest, I breathe hard to catch fresh air into my lung. My breathe condensed on the glass and formed a thin film of moisture. I was shamelessly enjoying my brother's caressment.

I was not able to do anything as my hands were locked at the glass wall to support my body. My legs still faithfully stressed straight to push up my ass while maintaining the balance. Suddenly, he shoved his hard dick into the tiny slippery gap between my pussy lips and my pressing thighs. The dick head pushed opened my pussy lips and my inner thighs from my back and gained access to reappear on my front. I saw his purple dick head came out below my crotch then quickly retreated back. His crown caressed on my clit on his way backward. He continued to move back and forth squeezing his swollen dick in and out of my slippery 'hole'. I felt like being rape by my brother in this helpless posture... and I was so turn on by the thought. I was without a piece of shame or guilt. The forbidden fruit, though no fully tasted, was the best of all, no doubt.

We both moaned like no tomorrow.

I pushed my ass backward to receive his invading dick. His crotch hit hard on my ass cheeks. My whole body shook in the rhythm of the impacts. My helpless tits continued to fall under the spell of his huge forceful and rough palms. The swollen nipples though struggled to escape the painful harassment of the palms, actually never wanted the pleasurable sensations to end.

"Brother, I been missing this moment for long... long time... Uhh..." I was breathless.

"Hmm... Are you still my obedient little sister? Hah..." He voiced like in ecstasy.

"Yessss.... yes, I still... you little sister, promise to do whatever you say... what ever you want... just don't stop... please..."

The sounds of his crotch humming on my ass synchronized our breathing and moans. I felt like a slutty fallen angel of heaven, seducing a huge demon from hell, shamelessly enjoying the demon fucking my heavenly body. Breaking all rules of mankind and heaven, I indulged in the forbidden pleasure.

The air was filled with the scent of my love juice and my brother's pre-cum, mixed with the exhilarating fragrance of the bath gel. The sound of the whole world was disappeared, only the groans were heard. His attacks on my ass occasionally gave out wet, slurpy sounds as if to set the tempo of our moans.

"Brotherrrr... Uhh................" I finally cum. I pressed my thigh firmly as the wave of orgasm began to role in. My brother refused to release my tits and kept fondling them. My whole body tensed up to withstand the surge of deep satisfaction.

"Michelle..." He cradled me from the back, crotch pressed hard on my firm ass. I felt his dick throbbed under my pussy, shooting load after load of cum onto the glass and slowly slid down...

"Michelle, I love you... Oh! I love you so much..." He leaned on my back catching his breath...

"I didn't expect to see you... so sexy...and so inviting..." He whispered softly in an apologizing tone. He still cradled me from behind.

"Michelle... This is not what I intended... You know, to treat you like this... I just can't resist..." He continued breathlessly. He seemed to regain his mind and realized what he just done to his sister.

"It's OK! Brother," I answered with a satisfying smile. I was happy to hear his confession, happy to know seeing me turned him on.

"No. I'm your brother. I can't be doing this to you,"

"Just like what I did last time, it's not right. I shouldn't be doing this," He said in an apologetic voice.

"No, It's OK Brother. Though I resisted that time, but I know you like it very much and I want to make you happy... And... I was kind of..." I was not able to complete the last sentence by saying '...like it'. I breathe heavily.

"Sorry, Michelle. I shouldn't do that to my sister. I'm sorry. Mother wanted me to take good care of you... like a good brother taking care of his sister. She said exactly this... like a good brother takes care of his sister, you understand? And now, what have I done!" He was still apologizing and sorry.

"No, brother. Don't feel sorry. I am OK. You can do whatever to me as long as you are happy. And forget about mother. I love you, bro, and I know you love me too," I caressed his face comforted him. I was in tears.

"You are the only one I have now. Please don't leave me. Please stop feeling sorry," I said.

He was silent. Released me and walked out, leaving me alone in the bathroom.