Secret Desire: Leihla & Ben (Taboo Forbidden Erotica)

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    And it was as I sat there, making a tinkle, that the image of Ben’s enormous cock came back to me. For the first time I’d seen what my brother looked like naked, and the thought sent flutters down my belly, spreading all the way to my pussy.
    I opened my legs a little wider, and as the last droplets of pee fell into the toilet bowl, I reached a tentative hand toward my lips. They were wet, and not just with pee.
    I slipped a finger in, and began to massage the heat that was vibrating between my legs. While I rubbed my clit in slow, circular movements, I imagined it was Ben’s hand, touching me there. I now quickly closed the toilet seat and sat down on top of it, my feet up and legs wide. I’d seen one of my mom’s hair brushes lying near the sink, and grabbed it. The handle was nowhere near the size of my brother’s cock, but it would have to do for now. At least the handle was thick, almost an inch, and inserting it into my wet pussy, I moaned with pleasure.
    Was this how Ben’s cock would feel? Sliding the brush a little deeper, I moved my thumb over my clit, rubbing it faster and faster, while the brush slid in and out with ease. The handle was now glistening with my juices. I shoved it deeper still, right up to the hilt, as the pressure and the tension built inside me.
    I pulled up my nightie, and fondled my small breasts, plunging the brush deeper into my pussy. My nipples, normally puffy and wide, were puckering up, and I squeezed my tit hard, tugging at the nipple. How would Ben’s hot hands feel on my tits? How would it feel if he put his mouth there, suckling at my nipple, flicking the tip with his tongue? Oh, God. The thought sent ripples of excitement through my lower belly and all the way up my spine.
    I was fucking myself with my mom’s brush now, pulling it out and plunging it in, wet sounds echoing through the bathroom, and imagining it was Ben’s huge cock, taking possession of his sister’s pussy. The toilet seat was slick with my juices, dripping from my cunt. I touched a finger to my ass: it was wet, too. Then an idea occurred to me: now that I was so wet, the brush barely put pressure against the walls of my pussy, so I carefully inserted it into my ass. It went in smoothly, lubricated by my cunt juices. I shoved it in, then pushed three fingers inside my pussy, my thumb never leaving my clit.
    Waves of pleasure now rushed through me, while I assfucked and fingerfucked myself. I could feel the tension building up and up, my lips contracting around my fingers, my asshole squeezing around my mom’s brush, my clit on fire. Then suddenly, something uncoiled deep inside me, and I came, bucking and writhing against my hand, almost slipping off the toilet.
    A sound had me open my eyes, and when I looked up, there stood Ben, watching me with rapt attention, his mouth slightly open, and an enormous erection straining at the crotch of his boxers.
    “Ben!” I cried. Now it was my turn to quickly grab for a towel and cover myself.
    He didn’t say a word, merely gave me a long, dark, lingering look, then quickly withdrew and left me there, panting and blushing with shame and embarrassment.

SECRET DESIRE

    Leihla & Ben

    Nic Saint

My little brother Ben and I have always been very close, almost like twins. Perhaps it’s because we look so very much alike, both fair-haired, fair-skinned with blue eyes and slender bodies, that people think we really are related. The truth is that Ben is not my real brother. My parents adopted him when his parents died in a car crash, when he was only a baby boy.
    His father was my dad’s best friend, and adopting little Ben seemed like the natural thing to do for mom and dad. Of course, he doesn’t remember any of this, and it was only a couple of months ago that my parents finally revealed the truth. Before that, we’d always thought that we actually were twins, since we were both born only minutes apart. I’m five minutes older than him, that’s why I

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