I’d always been a virgin, more of a nerd than anything else. College was a blur of books and libraries, with rarely any time for parties or socializing. But one day, I overheard a conversation that changed everything. I was walking past a group of guys, and they were talking about me. They didn’t know I could hear them, and what they were saying sent a shockwave through me.
“They were talking about my ass and tits, saying I was hot. I felt a mix of embarrassment and excitement. That night, I went home and looked at myself in the mirror, really looked at myself. I saw the curves, the assets that these guys were talking about, and I decided it was time for a change.
I went shopping and overhauled my entire wardrobe. Gone were the baggy sweaters and comfortable jeans, replaced by form-fitting dresses and skirts that showed off my legs. My brother noticed the change immediately. He lived at home while going to a local college, and his eyes followed me whenever I walked into a room. It was obvious he wanted more.
I was craving sex, and I decided to tease him. I’d bend over to pick something up, or lean in close when we were talking, just to see his reaction. His eyes would darken with desire, and it turned me on knowing I had that effect on him. One day, when our parents were out for the evening, I took a deep breath and asked him, “Do you want to fuck me?”
He looked at me, surprise and lust mixing in his eyes. “Yeah, I do,” he said, his voice hoarse. He started to undress me, his hands shaking slightly as he revealed my body to him. He kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth as his hands roamed my body. He pushed me gently onto the couch and buried his face between my legs, eating my pussy like a starving man. I moaned and arched my back, the sensations overwhelming. He then positioned himself at my entrance and slowly pushed into me, taking my virginity. It hurt at first, but the pleasure quickly took over.
The next week, he gave me instructions on how to prepare for anal. I was nervous, but also excited. He told me to take a warm bath and use a lot of lube. When I was ready, he oiled up his body and his cock, the sight of him stroking himself sending a thrill through me. He positioned me on my hands and knees and slowly pushed the head of his cock into my asshole. I gasped, the sensation foreign and intense. He took it slow, inch by inch, until he was fully sheathed inside me. I moaned, the fullness unlike anything I’d ever felt. “Deeper,” I begged, and he obliged, his hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm. I could feel every inch of him, the pleasure building with each thrust. He reached around and stimulated my clit, sending me over the edge. I came hard, my body convulsing around him. With a final thrust, he came in my ass, his hot seed filling me.
After that, I went back to college and fucked a ton of guys. But nothing compared to that first time with my brother. It was raw, it was taboo, and it was mine.
