1. Taken by my Brother


    Date: 6/23/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Coercion, Consensual Sex, Incest, Pregnant, Written by women, Author: LaceyChains, Rating: 94.3, Source: sexstories.com

    "I'm sorry, Mia. I'm not going to be able to make it tonight..." There was more after that, of course. His words rolled on and on in a pathetic monologue about how much he hated standing me up. If only it weren't for this or that or the other thing... Bla bla bla... It was all a bunch of excuses that didn't mean shit to me. I mean, there I was, with my make up all perfect and everything and wearing a tiny back dress that was just made for being pulled off of my hard little body! I was all ready to fuck him senseless and he wasn't going to make it? Ugh! "Of course, Evan. I understand," I said in the bone-dry tone that always sneaks into my voice when I'm pissed. I rolled my eyes as I curtly told him he should call me later. He actually sounded all upbeat and happy, like every thing was just fine... "Pinche' cabron!" I hissed when the connection died. After a month of giving him kisses and hand jobs, I was finally ready to let him fuck me and that's the night he decided to call off on me? I couldn't fucking believe it! I was all dressed up and ready to fuck, and instead I was going to be stuck at home with nothing more than my own finger? I was seriously fucking pissed off. "Pinche maricon!" I yelled at the phone before shoving it back into my purse. Catching my reflection in the mirror, I saw an angry but very hot Latina with long, brown hair and deep, longing eyes staring back at me. 'Damn, I do clean up nice.' I thought with more than a little satisfaction. "Well, you ...
    missed out, Evan." I mused at my reflection. My breasts rode firm and high on my chest and the low, V-cut of neck line of my dress exposed much of my golden brown cleavage. I felt like I was at my sexy best and my ruby-red lips formed a vengeful grin as I sent a quick selfie to my soon-to-be-ex boyfriend. I didn't give a shit about whatever it was that kept him away, but I did want him know what he was missing out on! 'Your loss, Even.' I typed on the tiny screen before hitting send. "Serves you right, you prick. And to think I was all set to get my freak on with you." "Well, I'm not changing my plans now. I don't need Evan to get laid. What I do need now is a ride." With my reflection smiling in agreement, I suddenly felt much better about being stood up. There was no way my mother was going to drop me off anywhere dressed like this, so that left my brother, Tomas. If he was still home, I knew where he'd be. Tomas was nineteen, a year older than me and whenever he wasn't out getting into trouble, he could be found in the basement, working on his very impressive muscles. I had to admit, brother or not, I really enjoyed watching him left weights. "Hi, Tommy," I chirped as I carefully navigated the basement steps in my heels. As I expected, Tomas was laying on his bench, forcing a surprisingly heavy looking bar into the air. I stood near him while he finished his reps, watching his bare chest and powerful arms flex as he pushed the heavy bar upwards again and again. The look he gave ...
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