The Thirst of Desire: Brother Satisfies Sister’s Craving

I was already flushed with heat, and he leaned in to kiss me, his hands pressing against my breasts. At first, I was hesitant, but a fire ignited within me. I began to respond, pulling him closer and kissing him back. This was the first time I had ever kissed a man.

He then attacked me with the passion of a starving wolf upon its prey. I wasn’t far behind; my own thirst was insatiable. I grabbed his manhood and bit down on my lip, savoring the taste. He shifted lower, spreading my thighs apart and burying his face between them, licking at my clitoris. I writhed beneath him, clutching his hair as I rode him with increasing fervor. My nipples hardened, becoming swollen and pink against his touch.

He pulled back, taking me into his mouth, sucking hungrily on my clit. All that escaped my lips were gasps of pleasure: “Ah…ah…ah…oh…uff…uff.”

Then he moved down again, withdrawing his thick penis and sliding it between my thighs. I felt a sharp pain as he pushed in, but I couldn’t stop him. This was my first time, and the sensation was overwhelming. “Slowly, brother,” I pleaded, but he didn’t heed my words. He thrust harder, driving his entire length into me with a forceful push. I cried out in pain, my body trembling uncontrollably.