My brother is very handsome, he has had girlfriends who pestered him. But my brother is a free spirit.
Unwilling to report the details of their lives to anyone on a daily basis, they just don’t do it.
I’ve had boyfriends, too. Classmates forced us together. I’ve also held hands with him, and I’ve been on a date with him, but he’s
When it was time to kiss, I dumped him.
When we went to high school, we went to school close by, we went outside together to a rented house, and it felt like we were living together. Housework was done by
The girls do it, including cleaning, cooking, washing clothes, and using me to do all the things my mom does at home. Drying clothes.
Hanging my brother’s underwear up high with mine, kind of like a housewife role.
After class, we all agreed to go home together, buy groceries and cook dinner, eat, and then each do our own thing. Sometimes
When I would go to my brother’s room to watch TV together, he would hold me on his body, it was a very intimate gesture that
And I thought it was natural. Ever since I was little, I’ve relied on him. When I was little it was my dad who held me and watched TV.
Now I was sitting on my brother’s lap, or to put it bluntly, on top of his swollen and hardened thing.
He also took care of me, like a boy courting a girl, and did a lot of things for me, such as doing my homework, picking me up a
up for lunch, movies and shopping. Although we were shopping together, we had different interests; he loved to watch boys
The contraptions, I do what girls do. Neither of us separated, though, and stood by, enduring the other.
Sometimes, on crowded walks, he would gather me around the waist so that we could get a little closer in the crowd, but
I felt uncomfortable because I would be seen by my classmates thinking we were dating. But I didn’t shake him off because
He had a gentlemanly demeanor and was pampering his sister in a big way. When we were kids, we didn’t mind holding hands.
However, by middle school, he was suddenly shy and wouldn’t touch me. By high school, he was interested in me again
Up.
Time passed without us realizing it, and we began to enjoy being away from home and uninhibited. Some boys wanted to be with me.
dating, I ignored them. My brother also had girls trying to get close to him because he was sort of a sassy handsome guy and
Highly talented students, but he doesn’t seem to like any of them.
One day we were talking about celebrating something, like Valentine’s Day. Boys and girls in high school bragged about it, labeling it
I’m the “sweetheart” of the world. I don’t have a boyfriend to send flowers, and my brother doesn’t have a girlfriend to go to. My brother said, “It’s just us
Brothers and sisters celebrate on their own!” I said, “We’re not lovers, what are we celebrating?” My brother said, “Teacher.
Valentine’s Day was originally called ‘St. Valentino’s Day’ and was not meant to honor lovers, but the great love of mankind.
Whoever is your most beloved is your ‘St. Valentino’. To say to him I love you.”
I said, “What’s that got to do with us?”
Brother said, “Don’t you have a favorite? Is my brother your favorite?”
I didn’t dare say no. I asked him, “What about you?”
He said, “Outside of Dad and Mom, you, sister, are my most beloved.”
We fooled around and bought red wine to drink to our Valentino. At home mom and dad forbid me to
We drink, but live outside and do whatever you want. Light a foreign candle and play some romantic music. You.
I had a glass of wine, and I was all in a daze. Started to talk about their respective love history. I said that I had not yet met anyone who was willing to give
The one I kissed for the first time, my brother said his heart belonged to someone else, but he didn’t know what his concubine was like. Curious, I asked my brother if she was
Who? Do I know them? He said he knew them all. I cross-examined him again and again and still wouldn’t reveal it. It didn’t make sense.
I said, “I’m drunk and going to bed.” When I got back to my room and lay down with my clothes on, my brother came into my room and said:
“It’s Valentine’s Day, and there are words left unsaid that you want to hear?”
I said, “No more listening unless you tell me who the man of your dreams is?”
He said, “I said don’t annoy me. You are her and she is you. I’ve been in love with you for a long time.
I can’t tell if it’s the drunkenness or my brother’s words that hit the girl tube love spot. I had a marvelous
Feeling, my brother embraced me for a kiss and I couldn’t resist him. It was my first kiss. My whole body was tingling, drifting and
It seemed to be dreaming. My brother embraced me and tongue kissed me for a long time. Tongue-kissing in the sense that I didn’t push him away, and returned the kisses that
Kissing back and forth.
It was my first kiss. Then my brother’s hands were on my breasts, no boy had ever touched my breasts.
Later on it was …… well, given to undressing for sex, shy ah, and brother naked and close together, sleeping on the bed, the
Unspeakably sweet.
It was my first night. I know it’s bad, but I just couldn’t restrain myself.
When my brother woke me up the next day, we were both naked. He didn’t say anything, just pulled me up
Come on, push into the bathroom to freshen up.
As the cold water poured over my face, I opened my eyes to see my brother standing naked behind me staring at my naked body.
I yelled, “No looking!” Throwing him out. I had a towel around me and when I opened the door to the shower room, my brother was already wearing his colonel’s
Clothing and fixing breakfast. As I ate, I lowered my head to look at him, knowing he was staring at me.
He said, “I was drunk last night, but have no regrets about what I did. And speaking from the heart, I’m in love with
up to you. You’re my girlfriend from now on.” I couldn’t help but let him pull my hand to learn, a
It didn’t let go until near the school.
Unmotivated to listen to the lesson, waiting for a short break. Turning on my cell phone, a short message came through, and my brother said, “We can’t forget our first
Valentine’s Day, but hopefully there are many more to come.” I watched, flushed and heart pounding. My brother and I were really
Fall in love? What should I do? He’s my own brother!
I know that after having sex last night, our relationship has changed.
After class, when I met up with my brother, I said to him, “This can’t be known to Mom and Dad, and it shouldn’t be known to anyone else either
Word.” Brother said, “This is between us, you know it and I know it.”
Since then, we’ve been like a couple in love, sending each other short messages to teach each other how to nestle when we take a break, sitting in our brother’s
lap, watching TV while kissing, having sex and sleeping together several times a week, all unseen by others
Underground love also needs to be on the ground in the sun and moonlight. I honestly let my brother take me as his girlfriend
of taking me on a date. What does it feel like to be in a relationship? It’s giving yourself that smug feeling of being courted by a guy.
Holding hands, sometimes he held me by the waist and I leaned on his shoulder, taking walks, shopping, and taking selfie headshots, but fearing to run into
Acquaintances. On weekends, pedaling bicycles to walk a long way. I got behind him, wrapped my arms around my brother’s waist, and pressed my face into his
back of his shoulders, and would press his breasts against him.
I want him to shop for girl stuff with me and give me advice, something he never thought was awkward.
I also started buying him underwear that matched me as much as possible. He didn’t care. That’s what the original mom did.
Taken over by me,. Since sleeping with my brother, I’ve switched to wearing sexy lingerie that I used to want to wear but didn’t dare to
pants and erotic pajamas, those spaghetti-strap lace-trimmed, ultra-thin styles that Mom had described as a tease for boys, and after dinner
Just wearing it makes me feel refreshed and at ease. Showing some cleavage and thighs to make my brother’s eyes eat ice krispies doesn’t make me
Taking a loss.
Doing my brother’s laundry for him brought a new sensation. As our matching underwear hung out to dry, a burst of
The sweetness came up and that’s what did it for my boyfriend brother. Being a couple is no different. But.
I just wanted to be courted by my brother and fall in love, I didn’t think about marrying him.
The life we lived together was like home life, probably more mundane than a relationship with another guy, probably
For the sake of being able to have regular sex when we started a relationship with my brother, we skipped some of the process of falling in love.
We’re brother and sister, we don’t need to make a mountainous oath, we’re already close and trusting, we don’t need to do all that meaty stuff, which
It’s something you can’t have with girls in the same class and in other situations. For the same reason, we let go of our arms and fall in love.
Talking and dating your own brother is exciting stuff. Being together all day, except for class, and texting about being very
Miss you, too contrived. Brother said, before confessing to me, to me unilaterally write love letters is written, but not sent.
Now, accepting each other as lovers, there is no need to write. I said, “Brother, you bullied your sister, love
Letters are saved.” Save it. Save the love talk for bedtime.
When making love, a girl has to be coaxed. Always have to hear him say how he loves me all over again. I think everything in the world
There are lovers who are saying those words. My brother tries very hard to capture the feeling and make some romantic sentences to say love words to me.
Listening, the mood will be soothing, the body will be soft, unrestrained, give him to take off a clear light, touch a full also willing.
While we were still studying, sex became a part of our daily lives, with orgasms and a satisfied, steady heart.
The first thing you need to do is to go to school refreshed from the sun, cuddled up with your nearest and dearest, whom you trust and love, and sleep in the nude until morning.