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It had been a year or so since I had moved to New York, and the relationship between my brother Tom and I was pushing the limits. We had been sleeping in the same bed for months, we constantly had sex, and I had even been in a threesome with him and another guy. We would go out and act as if we were boyfriend and girlfriend, holding hands and kissing, and somehow, I felt I was falling in love with him, something I had never experienced in my life with any other guy. Crazy, I know. You're not supposed to get involved with a sibling, but I just couldn't help it.
But nothing lasts forever. One sunny afternoon, my boss told me to come to his office. Without any preliminaries, he explained there was a five-year project that was going to be carried out in Ecuador, and he wanted me to be part of that team. If I accepted, I would be traveling in a week.
I was stunned. I mean, this was a great opportunity to travel, get experience, know a different culture, and practice my Spanish. The salary was going to be higher, plus I would have some yearly bonuses. The thing was I had to decide right away. I told him I would think about it, and I would let him know the next day.
That afternoon, I went to Central Park and spent a long time walking and thinking. I guess the main issue was my brother and what was happening between us. Somehow, I didn't want to leave him, but on the other hand, this was a good opportunity for my professional life, and the right excuse to cut this brother-sister romance.
I sat down on a bench and realized I could not continue fucking my brother forever. I knew it was going to hurt, but I had to stop that incestuous relationship, and this was the best chance to do it.
I got home at about 8 pm, and I told Tom we had to talk. He looked at me seriously, and I guess he understood nothing good was coming. I told him about the offer and let him know I had decided to accept the job.
His face turned completely pale. His voice shook, and he didn't know what to say. He told me to stay with him and talked about a future together. He even suggested he wanted to spend the rest of his life by my side. I said it was sick. I told him we were siblings and this had to stop.
He cried and confessed he was in love with me. I wanted to confess I felt the same, but I had to be sensible. I had to let go.
The next day, I told my boss that I wanted that job. He was super happy about it, and I began preparing everything for my trip. One week later, I found myself saying goodbye to Tom and traveling to a new place.
My life in Ecuador was fantastic. I met great people, and my job implied helping the community. So, for the first time in my life, I was feeling I was really contributing to the world. I met a couple of guys and got involved with them, but no relationship would last more than two months. I guess I just wanted to fuck them and have fun, but no more.
I went home at the end of my second year, but I went to Seattle to visit my mom. Tom was in New York, so I didn't get the chance to see him. All this time we had been apart, we had exchanged a couple of messages and emails, but that was it.
Then, at the end of my third year, I received an email that numbed my mind. It was Tom, inviting me to his wedding, which would take place in two months. I was paralyzed. I mean, I knew we could not be together because he was my brother, but knowing he was going to get married implied losing him in a certain way.
I wrote him back, congratulated him, and told him I would be there. Two months later, I took a plane to New York to attend Tom's wedding. His fiancée, Susan, was a girl he had met at a photography class he had taught. He sent me a picture of them, and both looked very happy.
When I arrived at JFK Airport, Tom and Susan were waiting for me. I hugged and kissed Tom on the cheek when I saw them, but deep inside of me, I felt like kissing his lips, and of course, I didn't do that.
Mom was also in New York, so I met her that afternoon. She had booked a hotel room in Manhattan and had asked me to stay with her, which was the best thing to do as I would not be faced with any temptation if I had to stay with Tom.
The day of the wedding came. I wore a nice country white dress that suited the occasion perfectly. The celebration was held in a nice country house Tom had rented. There was a big field adapted to hold the wedding and the reception, and there was the house to use the bathroom or go and sit inside in a nice lounge. It wasn't a big event. There were about sixty guests, just some friends and family, but everything had been very well arranged and prepared.
When the bride and the groom kissed at the altar, I finally understood I had lost Tom. But... Yeah... That was the best thing that could happen. During the reception, I spent some time talking to my cousins Vivienne and Rick, the ones Tom and I had fucked some years ago. The conversation turned around our lives in the past years. We didn’t mention anything about our wild sexual experience, but, at some point, Rick and I were left alone, and he suggested doing it again, something I took just as a joke.
As I was talking to Rick, I saw Tom walk alone towards the house. I stood up and told Rick to wait for me. I caught up with Tom when he was about to enter the bathroom. As he was closing the door, I took hold of it, pushed him inside, came in, and closed the door.
"What are you doing?" He asked confused.
"I think we deserve a last goodbye," I explained.
"What are you talking about?"
"I want you to fuck me for the last time," I said.
"Are you crazy? I just got married. I'm in love with Susan. This is not a game," he said angrily.
"Just one more time and I swear it won't happen again! C'mon! Just a quick one for old time's sake. "
"Everything is a game for you, you know! All you want is to play with me and every single guy you meet. And this is what I am for you... Just another game. You are a little brat who thinks the whole world must be at your feet. So, you know what... Sorry! It won't happen this time! "
"Really?"
And as I uttered that word, I pulled the straps of my dress sideways and revealed my big tits, the ones Tom so much adored.
He looked at me, shook his head, and in an angry reaction, grabbed my shoulders, turned me around, and pushed me against the wall. He lifted my dress, pulled down my panties, and began fingering me intensely.
Then, I heard a noise, like a zipper going down, and the next thing I know, Tom was rubbing the head of his cock against my pussy. In an instant, I felt how his massive cock penetrated me deeply.
I let out a loud moan, and Tom told me to shut up as he thrust as quick and hard as he could. He grabbed my tits and squeezed them, not so gently this time. He pushed hard, and the contact of his pelvis and my butt produced a loud bang.
"You're a fucking slut," Tom said as he banged me.
"I'm your slut," I emphasized as I grabbed hold of his balls.
I squeezed them tightly, and Tom pushed very fast. I felt his hard cock deep inside my hole, and I had to hold my screams and loud moans as there could be people walking around the hall that led to the bathroom.
Then, like for ten consecutive occasions, Tom took his cock out of my hole slowly only to push super hard with all his energy, repeating the same action again and again. At some point, he started to thrust fast again until I heard a soft but long groan and felt his teeth on my shoulder. After that, a warm shot of cum flowed inside myTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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