My Brother's Lover (Family Incest Adult Fiction)

My brother's lover

(1) My brother is heartbroken

My brother has a lover. His lover is none other than me.

The idiom "childhood sweethearts" can probably describe the close relationship between us.

Go to class together, go to school together, go home together, and play together. He is two years older than me and two grades higher. We live in the old

It was a public housing with a cramped environment and only two rooms. My brother and I lived in a room separated by wooden boards.

At night, he slept on the top bunk bed and I slept on the bottom. We went to the same primary school, he went to the morning school and I

I attended afternoon school and he would pick me up from school every day and play with me in the playground for a while before going home.

After he entered middle school, he went to a different school from me. He began to dislike being with me often, although I

Always have to follow him. During the summer vacation when he was in Form 3, he worked in a factory and made friends with some of his co-workers.

Have fun with them after work.

After the summer vacation ended and classes started, I noticed that he suddenly became depressed. We slept in the same bedroom.

He can't hide anything from me. I wanted to ask him what happened, but he didn't give me a chance. He might think I

You are still a child and won’t tell me your worries. However, I had already entered middle school by then.

My brother's distraught look caught my attention, and I noticed that our eyes often met.

It was like getting an electric shock, and I immediately and consciously looked away. He stared at me secretly, as if he was looking at me.

It's like something, it makes me very embarrassed. His behavior is so strange, what is he planning? male

Children's psychology is really hard to predict.

One day after school, he actually appeared in front of my school gate. This was the first time since I started middle school. I will

I was studying in a girls' middle school, and there were boys picking up students at the school gate, which attracted the attention of my classmates. I want to thank those good

The classmate who was involved explained that it was my brother.

He said he had something important to tell me, so he came to see me specially. Seriously.

I followed him to a quiet place, and he stammered to me: He was very depressed and wanted to find someone

Tell your secrets. I feel better when I think of the days when we played together as children. We used to talk a lot

Say, so come to me.

Yes, I used to tell him everything, and he would tell me a lot of things that he wouldn’t even tell his mother.

He would also tell me, knowing that I would keep it a secret.

So he told me the story of his broken heart. I had expected this, but he was willing to tell her about his broken heart.

Tell this little sister, and my status will be immediately raised.

He met a girlfriend at the factory and had a crush on her. At first, everyone went to the movies and traveled.

Later, they started dating alone and had close contact. I rarely saw him throughout the summer because he was away with his girlfriend. he

To be honest, I like this girl very much. However, not long after school started, she proposed breaking up. The reason is that she is older

Year, and he is not a good match. He couldn't accept this reason and it dealt him a heavy blow.

When she said this, she actually started crying in front of me.

I don't know how to comfort him because I have never been in love. However, I can imagine the pain of losing love.

The taste must be terrible. I used a tissue to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He said, "You are so kind. I have spoken out my worries and now I feel much better. We should be like we were in the past.

Can we stay together like children, all the time? "

I said, "Sure." I also want to be with him, like when we were kids.

We went home together and I started telling him all about school.

(2) Mutual love

The next day, he wanted to take me to school. Although the route was different, he still wanted to take me to the school gate and told me

Me, will pick me up after school.

As expected, he came and walked home with me. It's the same every day, with pick-up and drop-off services provided.

Our way home is different every day, and we always take circuitous routes. Carrying schoolbags, we walked far

Shopping malls, parks and streets near and far. He made some money during the summer vacation, so he treated me to movies, ice cream, and bowling.

ball, and buy me some gadgets. He was in a much more cheerful mood and had overcome the pain of heartbreak. Honestly, I'm worried

After he got over the breakup, he stopped paying attention to me.

My classmates joked about me and said that I was dating someone.

"No way! That boy is my brother."

"Shame on you! Shame on you! You're dating your brother."

I chased after the classmates who made fun of me, but there was a sweet feeling in my heart.

One day, after dinner, he told my parents that he would take me to the library to review my homework, and took me to the mountain. Small

We often come here to catch butterflies.

When we went up the mountain, the moonlight was bright and the lights below were brilliant. He pointed to the lights at the foot of the mountain and said, "The stars are falling on people.

The room is closed. "

I said, “No, it’s in heaven.”

He touched my hand, testing my reaction, and then dragged my hand. His palms were sweating, my heart

Jumping. When we were little, we often held hands and didn't feel embarrassed. But this night, his hand touched me

When you do this, it feels like you are getting an electric shock?

There were no street lights on the mountain road, it was pitch black, and the sound of cars driving down the mountain gradually faded away. We got closer, but we didn't say

I don't know when, he put his arm around my waist. He had never done this before, and a strange feeling filled the air.

Among us.

There is a big rock on the mountain, where we sat and watched the night view. He put one hand on my shoulder and fiddled with the other

My long hair was blown by the night wind. The scenery below the mountain was like a dream. I felt a little cold and snuggled in his arms.

Let his body temperature warm me, and I feel that I am so dear to him. His lips searched for my face

After a while, he gently stopped at the corner of my mouth and kissed me. A burst of heat radiated from there, straight through the ears

back.

Oops, what does this mean? Why do I have this strange feeling?

Before I could figure out what was going on, we started kissing passionately. I was only thirteen years old at the time and had no idea about love.

A lot of fantasies and aspirations. I longed for someone to love me, and the first boy who kissed me was my brother.

I have no regrets giving him my first kiss. I don’t know many boys.

In my childhood, my elder brother was handsome, extraordinary, and bookish; he was the object of my secret admiration.

I usually have a lot to say to him, such as what happened in school, how is classmate A, how is classmate B, etc.

Sample. But I didn't speak that night, my mouth was sealed by his kiss. I closed my eyes and dared not look at him.

When we were going down the mountain, he held my hand, just like when we were kids going to school together.

When we got home, we kissed again before he let me go and went to bed. I can't sleep, he sleeps in bed

Soon he was heard sniffing. I tossed and turned, soaking in his kisses and caresses.

In the feeling.

From then on, they were inseparable. Except for going to school, we are together all the time. I hold him

He held my waist and held my hand. It was natural for us to be close to each other.

point. exist? In a quiet place, or when I turn off the lights at night or before going to bed, he would hug me and kiss me.

He borrowed a camera and tripod from his classmates, went on a trip to the suburbs with me, and took a series of intimate photos. He selected

One of the photos was of me in his arms, with our names, the location and date of the photo written on the back.

He also drew two hearts and strung them together with an arrow and the word "Love". I put it on the skin

I have kept it in my pocket until now.

(3) First experience with sex

We have no shortage of opportunities to meet. We live together, spend our days together, and spend every day together. It is natural for us to be together.

Of course, no one would suspect that there was anything unusual about our relationship, and my mother was not surprised by our close relationship.

Take it seriously. Once, she accidentally saw the intimate photo in my wallet. She didn't say anything, but looked surprised.

A look of astonishment.

Another time, we were hugging and kissing in bed, and my mother knocked on the door and asked to come in. My brother and I were disheveled.

The phase was exposed before her eyes. My mother didn't blame us on the spot, but just told us to lock the door in the future.

Afterwards, she told me about some issues between men and women, such as the intimacy between men and women, and the limits between brothers and sisters.

Words like decency. I realized that although we love each other sincerely and purely, others will treat us differently.

Look at us with eyes. But I trusted him and never had any suspicion. My mother's words did not destroy the relationship between me and my brother.

Brother's feelings. In order to avoid her suspicion, we went to a secluded place under the pretext of going to the library or attending school activities.

A place for tryst. We were together every day, but it seemed like it wasn't enough. During school hours, I still think about him.

This went on for several months. One weekend, my parents went to a party and we went to the movies.

A romantic movie, of course, has many explicit sex scenes.

When we get home, it’s just the two of us. When we close the door, it’s our own world. He held tightly

Me, kissed me deeply, just like the lovers in the movie. He unbuttoned my jeans.

His heart beat faster and he put his hands inside my T-shirt to unbutton my bra, but he couldn't get the buttons open.

Finally, all my clothes were taken off, leaving only my bra, but it felt like I was naked.

When I was a kid, I wasn’t shy about taking a bath together. Recently, I kiss my brother and let him caress me every day, and I accept it.

. But when I was naked and facing his naked body, I didn't dare to look at his body directly. This is the loss of innocence,

People draw a line in the sand when it comes to relationships between siblings. I understand, no siblings can be so close, we came

At this point, we are about to enter into a deeper level of intimacy, but we are not allowed to enter.

I dare not imagine it further in this direction, and just want to think about the scene of playing house drinking in the past.

We have scripted dialogue:

"I'll be the dad and you'll be the mom," said my brother.

"I'll cook and wash your clothes," I said.

"You also have to take care of the baby for me." said my brother.

"Dad, you're off work, come home for dinner," I said.

Now, we are playing what mom and dad do in the bedroom, which is the new plot.

He was clumsy and couldn't take off my bra no matter how hard he tried. I was naked, caressing him all over and

The kiss made me feel so excited that I couldn't control myself. The bra is binding me, and if I don't untie it, I will suffocate.

It automatically removed the last line of defense for him. My nipple was immediately sucked by him and I could no longer pretend.

His kisses rained down on my breasts, and his fingers penetrated the flesh between my legs, exploring a path.

Then that thing was inside me, taking over me completely.

I was already soaked by his touch, but his thing was so thick and big, and when he inserted it, it seemed to

I felt torn apart, the pain made me cry and scream.

My brother stopped twitching: "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, as long as you love me."

"I love you." He said as he poured his semen into me.

"As long as you love me, I will give myself to you."

Just when our love was at its peak, our parents came back. We seem to have been caught red-handed.

I was too scared to move, for fear of arousing their suspicion. We didn't have time to put our clothes back on, so we used the quilt to cover our naked bodies.

He held his naked body and held his breath until the outside world returned to calm, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He comforted me and said, “It’s okay.”

I said, “I’m scared.”

He said, "Don't be afraid, I love you."

I said, "Really?"

He said, “Really.”

I said, "I love you, too."

This was the first time he said "I love you" to me. I think we are in love. That night, I hugged my brother

Sleeping in each other's arms, we have never been so close. I feel like he's always inside me.

, never left me. I am full of Him, my mind is full of Him. His thing is always hard.

It was pressed against my lower abdomen.

He fell asleep, but I was the only one who couldn't sleep. I am still very scared and don’t know what tomorrow will be like. He was sixteen years old at the time.

I am fourteen years old.

(4) Before dawn, I pushed my brother, who was sleeping next to me, to wake him up. He was half asleep, still

He rolled up his clothes and climbed onto the upper bunk of the bed to continue sleeping. I cleaned up the mess on the bed last night. The sheets were stained with red.

It is a mark of my lost innocence and purity.

I quickly changed the sheets and took the dirty ones to wash. My mother was startled and saw me washing the bed in the bathroom

She asked me, "I just changed it for you two days ago, why is it dirty again?"

I said, "Yeah. I came too early and didn't expect to get it dirty."

I returned to bed, fell into a drowsy sleep, and had a series of nightmares. I woke up with a start, and it turned out to be my brother kneeling beside me.

Seeing that I was asleep, he kissed me on the mouth again and again.

He wanted to wake me up to go to school, but I didn't sleep well, so he asked my brother to tell mom that I was going to take a day off.

study. I was afraid to go back to school because the nuns' searchlight-like gazes seemed to be able to see through the students' secrets.

That day she summoned me to meet her and asked me if I was dating my boyfriend. I answered, "He is my brother."

A pair of searchlights swept across my face, trying to verify my confession by looking at my expression.

She said, "God will know." Then she stared up my skirt.

I grew two inches taller, and my skirt became short and small, no longer fitting, exposing my thighs.

When my mother went to the market to buy vegetables, I suddenly felt that I was the only one in the world. I hugged the pillow and cried for no reason.

field.

I promised to keep myself for the one I love most, marry him, have a wedding with him in the church, and let him take

Go to my virginity.

The swelling and pain in my lower body is a punishment I brought upon myself, and I deserve it.

In a daze, I dreamed of having a wedding with my brother in a church. The priest said, "You brothers and sisters cannot get married."

But I have already had a physical relationship with him and I am pregnant with his child. What should I do?

My brother came home to see me as soon as get out of class was over. He saw that my eyes were swollen and there were still traces of tears. Hold me in your arms and comfort me

I. Caressing my face, wiping away my tears, holding me like a child, leaning against the head of the bed, holding me horizontally,

He kept kissing me, kissing away the confusion on my face.

This is the love I want. Even if the sky falls, I am not afraid as long as my brother is with me.

I said, "It still hurts down there!" I pulled my pajamas and underwear down to above my knees and asked him to take a look.

He checked it once and seemed to see nothing, so he said it was okay, and that he heard people said it would be painful the first time. Then

He continued to hug me, gently stroking my pubic mound with his fingers, not daring to touch that place.

After dinner, he said he wanted to talk to me about what happened last night. Take me to the mountain. In a quiet place on the top of the mountain

Fang, hugged me and kissed each other wildly. He couldn't resist the urge to take off my underwear.

Making love on the floor.

Another burst of tearing pain. This is the price of our love. I endured the pain until he was in my body.

The upper branch took away his happiness.

When he was going down the mountain, his semen flowed back out and stained his underwear, so he didn't put it back on. A cool breeze blows

The skirt, which penetrated the ice between the legs, stifled the pain afterwards.

We embraced each other and walked into the night at the foot of the mountain. It seemed as if we were the only two left in the world.

(5) Pregnancy suspicion

After we had sex, the sky didn't fall, and thunder didn't kill us. This is our first

Twice.

Once there is a second time, there will be a third time. Every time we make love, he makes my lower body red, painful and swollen.

A fourteen-year-old girl has never thought about what to do if she gets pregnant.

The late menstruation made us worried for a while. Fortunately, it was only late, but I had already quit sex.

Fear. Actually, at that time, sex didn't feel that good to me. After the pregnancy suspicion was dispelled, he

Whenever someone asked me to have sex with him, I would use the reason of having a child as the last resort.

There is an English proverb that says: "Where there is determination, there is a way." If you want to do something, you will find

Find a way to do it. He bought condoms so that I had no excuse to refuse him.

I said, “But it will hurt me.”

He said: "I will be gentle and accommodating."

He really learned to be gentle, careful and accommodating.

However, I can’t go to the mountains to have sex every night because the mosquitoes there bite my legs and make them red and swollen. In the room,

I have to wait until no one is home. But when the opportunity arises, he will make love to me. I had sex with my brother, our relationship

Another level deeper. I know he wants to have sex with me, and that's my greatest pleasure. Do you feel guilty after having sex?

No matter how I explain to my conscience, I know that I did something wrong.

Since our relationship developed into a sexual one, we have become more cautious and have

I would keep a certain distance in front of others, for fear of being noticed. He sometimes took me to participate in his classmates' activities.

Obviously ignoring me. At his age, some of his classmates are already dating, and some will bring their girlfriends out.

In those occasions, they would openly show their courtesy and care to their girlfriends. I don't dare hope to be

I received the same treatment, but he treated me like air. I followed him, as if I was superfluous, even

It is indeed a burden.

There were one or two female classmates who were quite pretty and knew how to dress up. I could see that he was using excuses to get close to them. he

If we talk a little more, I'll get jealous. After the party, when he was away from his classmates, he wanted to hold my hand,

My waist, I won’t let him. He wanted to kiss me, but I turned my head away and avoided him, and then he realized that I was in a bad mood.

Angry.

He is very resourceful. He would buy me a small gift, say some sweet words, take me to the beach to see the night view,

Blowing the sea breeze, I will forget all the unhappy things, and I will return to his arms and do it wholeheartedly.

His little lover, let him use sexual power on me.

(6) Old Love Is Like a Dream

We are all very happy that he was admitted to university. He moved into the university dormitory and began to live an independent and free life.

At first I thought it would make it easier for us to have a tryst, so I started taking birth control pills and didn't need to use a diaphragm with a condom. Can

Yes, this is just my wishful thinking.

First, after he moved to the dormitory, Mom asked him to move out of our room. When I go home on weekends, my mother won't let him and I

Share a room and ask him to sleep on the sofa in the living room. She said we have grown up, it is not convenient for a single man and a single woman to sleep together, he has no reason

Enter my leap room. So we lost our own little world, and he simply didn't go home for the night.

If we want to meet, we have to make an appointment, otherwise it will be difficult to find him. I'll go all the way to the university to find him if he

When my roommate is not around, I will have sex in the dormitory. We would take walks around the university, sometimes watch movies or listen to

concert. Gradually, his social activities became more frequent, and at first he would take me to participate in his classmates' activities. His colleagues

They all graduated from prestigious schools, and their lifestyle and way of thinking are different from mine when I grew up in a public housing estate. In his friend

I am always an outsider. My thoughts and conversations seemed very childish. I wanted to go to college as soon as possible and get along with them.

Follow suit. However, I had no interest in studying and focused all my energy on maintaining this relationship.

We meet less often alone, and when we do meet we try to make time to have sex. Sexual activity has indeed become more frequent, but our relationship has regressed.

I am increasingly confused about what he is thinking.

Gradually, he rarely came home and rarely called me. Every time I called him, I went to

Learn to find him. Even when making love, I seem absent-minded, there is sex but no love. The part that was inserted into me seemed to be the same as his

The soul is out of touch. We go to bed and have sex as soon as we meet. We meet just to have sex. After ejaculation, he did whatever he wanted to me.

The task is completed.

I lost my temper and expressed my dissatisfaction many times, but he didn't seem to care.

In the end, I had to accept my fate and go back to find him. Take off your clothes and open your legs on his bed,

to be his mistress.

I felt that his heart was gradually drifting away from me, and my life was becoming difficult. I was worried about everything and felt uneasy. Good

When summer vacation finally came, he joined a tour group to Taiwan organized by his classmates. If he takes me there, we can fix it.

relationship, but I was disappointed.

After I came back, I heard rumors that he was having a hot affair with a female classmate.

He entered his sophomore year in college and moved into a single room. However, I only went to his room once or twice.

Once, I really wanted to see him, but couldn’t get in touch with him, so I ran to his dormitory to find him. He answered the door and saw me coming.

Look of surprise. His girlfriend was in the room, sitting on the edge of the bed, fixing her hair and dress, just like when we were in the room together.

It was like the look on my face as if my mother had caught me red-handed. Judging from their appearance, they are in love.

My brother introduced us: "This is my sister, and this is my classmate." I knew it without having to explain it clearly.

Knowing that she is my brother's "girlfriend". She is, I am not, nothing. This is a cruel fact.

I suppressed the sour feeling, exchanged a few polite words with them and left.

On the way home, I held back my tears and realized that I was just a "stand-in". He doesn't care about me anymore.

Should know. He didn't explain it to me, nor did he do anything to win my favor. No phone, no film

Just a word. Ah, he never wrote to me, only a few photos, a few cards, and those small gifts.

thing.

Does this count as a breakup? I can't accept this. We've been together for so many years, but I don't even owe you an explanation. when

He came to me to comfort him after he broke up. I'm heartbroken, who will comfort me?

The university entrance exam is approaching, and I must make up for my lost academic ground. But it's too late, my studies have been wasted.

The mind is scattered. Although I passed the exam, my score was not good enough to enter university, and I actually lost the motivation to go to university.

. As a result, I found a job in a business and took secretarial courses at night.

I was more mature and sophisticated than other girls of my age, and I quickly gained the favor of my superiors. Within a year, I was promoted to become a boss.

The secretary got a raise. I wanted to live independently and also to be convenient for work, so I rented a floor with my colleagues.

Apartment.

Our ambiguous relationship ended without any result. When we met, we pretended to be calm and we were still brother and sister, but his eyes

Sometimes he would look a little bit unfair to me. From the first kiss, everything was my own will. I should say,

It's just my wishful thinking. Our real relationship is brother and sister. He once treated me as his lover and had sex with me.

This is an illicit love affair. Do I want him to marry me? it's out of the question. He owes me, at most, a

explain.

I endure the feeling of loss in my stomach, and I have to go on living without him.

After graduating from college, he got a job in a large company with the help of his future father-in-law and got married soon.

My nephew was born.

(7) Expressing my feelings again

I also have several suitors, one of whom is my boss, Mr. A, who is more than ten years older than me and has very good conditions.

Okay, divorced, with two children. My parents don't like him very much, but I don't care. As long as he dates me, I won't

Rejected.

I immersed myself in another circle of life and put my relationship with my brother behind me.

I was hesitant and not serious about Mr. A because he was not the one in my mind. Brother's Wedding

The marriage life started to go wrong in less than two years. On my father's birthday, my sister-in-law was not with me. From his eyes, I knew

Something went wrong. At the banquet, he looked at me from time to time, as if he had a lot to tell me. While I'm washing my hands

During this time, he followed me and said he had something to tell me. Rationally, I should stay out of this; emotionally, I can't let go.

Down.

After the banquet, we met in the lounge of a nearby hotel to chat. He told her all about his unhappy marriage life.

I just listened, not wanting to be drawn into his emotional vortex again. The lounge closed, so he suggested renting a room to continue the conversation.

Don't I know what he wants? He wanted me to spend the night with him, to fill the void in his body and soul.

He was lonely, haggard and pitiful. Begging me to give him comfort for one night, I hardened my heart and refused

He.

I said, “This is not right!”

He said, "I'm sorry, I know this isn't right, but..."

I said, "I am only concerned about you as your sister. Don't think about anything else."

He didn't say anything else.

Actually, it’s not that I don’t want to have a man to spend the long night with me. He is indeed a good partner in bed.

A good lover. I have never forgotten his kisses and touches, and the real feeling of his thing inside me.

But at this moment, I am no longer the thirteen or fourteen-year-old who could be coaxed into bed with just a few words.

Girls, we have long since broken up.

Soon after, he started calling me frequently to ask me out. I have accepted the appointment, but I actually want to know

How his unhappy marriage ended. He finally got divorced and couldn't even get custody of his son. He

It was a big blow.

His marriage failed, and I don't know whether I should be happy or unhappy. Because I had an affair with him.

Love will end sooner or later. It is only natural for my brother to find a partner and start a family. I have regained

Feeling, and then interact with him as a brother and sister.

So, I was caught between two men. With Mr. A, we enjoyed romance, wine and food; with my brother

Then "we can still be friends after we meet again" and we can get along well. Unexpectedly, our relationship is not over yet, and we will re-invest

His arms for the day.

(8) Renewing the past relationship

It was late one night and my brother came to my door drunk. I never let him come to my house, but he was drunk

It was too severe, so I had to help him in and let him lie on my bed to rest for a while. When I took off his shoes and untied his collar

While I was taking it, he took the opportunity to hug me and whispered that his marriage was a complete failure and he had known it would be like this. yes

It's his fault, because I'm the one he loves the most in his heart, but reality doesn't allow brother and sister to be together. It's fate that plays tricks on them.

Under the influence of alcohol, he tore my nightgown, pushed me onto the bed, and kissed me like crazy.

He said, "Forgive me! Let us start over again and let me make up for what I have done to you..."

But I remember the days when he ignored me, and I said, "I can't just call him and send him away. I don't want to

If you are interested in playing the role of a love substitute, just ask me to fill the vacancy. "

Remembering the time he ignored me brought back sweet memories of leaning on his chest and in his arms. In my heart

The emptiness is left because he left me. He came back just in time to fill it up.

The drunk people would argue with me, and even my body would not cooperate. If I tried harder, I could break free.

His entanglement. But I didn't do that. I just protested. My legs became weak and I opened them with his hand.

As soon as I touched it, I realized that what I said and my body's reaction were two different things.

For four years, I wanted to prove that I could live happily without him. I have a stubbornness and resentment in my heart.

It seems like she was abandoned by him. But seeing him so lost and depressed, I felt that he had been punished enough, and my heart softened.

Melt down. We made love again, and we had never been so passionate and loving before.

He said, "I love you." He also said that he would love me forever and would never leave me.

For the first time in a long time, I heard him say "I love you" to me in person. His loving touch chilled me to the bone

The flesh and the fossilized heart melted. He understands love better than before, and makes me feel that only he can make me a

A truly happy woman. I surrendered because I got back what I wanted most.

He said, "I already knew that you still loved me."

I said, "Who loves you, a heartless person?"

He said, “But you still love me.”

His thighs rubbed and intertwined with my thighs. His real things made us both

The body is connected as one.

I said, "Deeper...deeper..."

He sent his love into the depths of my soul.

We were so tired from making love that I fell asleep in his arms.

the next day. We took leave from work and spent the whole day having sex in bed. At noon, put on your clothes and go to

We ate something on the street, and when we returned to the room, we kissed each other tightly again, then took off our clothes and went to bed to do it again.

He prepared a long speech for me, asking me to believe that I was the person he loved most. He needn't say, I have

I believe it. But women always love to hear this. A few years ago, I expected him to say something like this to me, but

Never heard of it. Now that he finally said it, even though it was late, I accepted it all.

After some twists and turns, we are together again. In addition to the moral relationship between us, there are

What obstacles?

At first, they were a pair of innocent young lovers, ignorant of the immensity of the world, loving boldly and never thinking about the future. become

After a while, the situation became complicated. If you don’t know how to face it, you won’t be able to clean it up. Breaking up is painful, but there is no choice. Separate

Pain and the breakdown of a marriage make us cherish the days we spend together even more.

My brother started talking to me about love. He studied psychology in college and used it to analyze his feelings towards me.

like. He said that incest is not normal at all and people should move out and find a partner. An abnormal relationship with you

The relationship filled me with guilt, so I quickly got married to avoid further depravity. Only then did I realize that I had done something wrong.

The one I love is you. I admit this fact to you and will not avoid it unless you tell me in person that you no longer love me.

I will give up only if I know what's going on. Even so, I can't love a second woman.

I said, "So what if we're in love? Can we? What about your guilt?"

He said: "We are all adults and we are responsible for our own actions. We have to bear the consequences of our actions.

Responsibility. "

Back then, I had planned to follow him forever, but I hated that he was so unfaithful. I asked myself, between my brother and Mr. A,

Who would I rather marry?

(9) Living together

My girlfriend who lives in the same room with me and I don't interfere with each other's private affairs, and she doesn't know who stayed in my room that night.

After that, my brother and I went to the hotel for trysts many times, but it was always inconvenient. When I proposed to move in with him,

He was extremely happy. However, I have one condition, which is that we maintain our respective social lives. That is to say, I

I will continue to date Mr. A. In a week, five days are his and two days are Mr. A's.

In order to live with me, he agreed immediately.

At the beginning of living together, it felt like a honeymoon, with the joy of love and the happiness of the extra room. but,

In normal life, it is impossible to talk about love and have sex every night. There is work pressure outside, housework inside, and parents

We had to take care of our parents, and soon we became like other couples, going out early and coming back late, cooking and doing laundry. Accustomed to the same

After sharing the same bed, we no longer felt like lovers, but rather like brother and sister. Our words and deeds

If they stop, they will naturally show the so-called husband and wife look. Many people can see that we are a couple, but we are not

A couple is just a brother and sister living together.

We told our parents that we wanted to live together to save money. It's a very bad excuse. In them

In front of them, we are especially careful and deliberately restrain ourselves from being overly affectionate in front of them. We sell joint venture

We have a floor for our love nest, with two rooms. We each have our own bedroom, for our parents and the kids who come to visit.

Several relatives and friends watched it. Actually, we just need a bed. We didn't hire a Filipino maid, not even a part-time maid.

To avoid leaking secrets.

He is quite sensitive about the relationship between me and Mr. A. I go on a date with Mr. A once or twice a week.

It's the weekend, and sometimes it's just a business social event. He always complains about me coming home too late and investigating every date.

details. I deliberately tried to piss him off by saying it was very romantic and like I was enjoying it so as to make him jealous. Afterwards, he will

He showed off his prowess in bed to make me feel good and prove to me that he was a better flirt and a better lover than Mr. A.

My date with Mr. A was like a tryst with a lover. I felt like I owed something to my brother who was waiting for me at home.

He and all that, so I let him do whatever he wants with me in bed, and I compensated him by being a little more coquettish and seductive during sex. this

It turned out to be a good show that I was looking forward to.

Mr. A has no idea that my brother and I live together, and I never let him enter our room. He to us

Living together, I have no suspicion, but I feel that the brother is too strict with his sister and I am too worried about him. A Junnian

He is older and has a lot of life experience. He is very considerate and caring towards me. He chased me under my skirt, making me

A young and pretty girl who can serve as an explanation for my love life. My brother is a man of temperament.

I like art and have a zest for life. Being with him, the romantic and carefree life, is my true satisfaction and happiness.

In this way, I was caught between two men who both loved me, and my brother and I lived like a married couple.

It is my favorite day.

(10) Marrying Mr. A

My youth is fading fast and my parents are getting older. My father has a heart disease, so he often urges me to go out.

marry. My mother told me that although brothers and sisters are relatives, they cannot live together like this forever.

Half life plan.

There is something behind her words, and she is so thoughtful. We cannot help but respect her intentions.

My brother and I discussed this issue endlessly. After struggling for several months, I finally made a painful decision.

——We can't live like this forever. Our relationship will be exposed one day. How can we

What did mom and dad tell you? The more than four years of living together were our happiest days. Reluctant, but happy

The time passed quickly. We bowed to reality and married Mr. A, who had been pursuing me for five or six years.

Like other couples, my brother and I had talked about whether or not to have children.

I asked him if he wanted to have a child, and he said, "We already have a son. We don't need to have a child because of our relationship."

A child to maintain. Children will be an even bigger obstacle, because we can never get married officially, and we can't have children.

Normal family life. "That's why he didn't want me to get pregnant.

But when I was about to get married, I was no longer afraid of getting pregnant. After deciding on the date to get married, I stopped eating

The birth control pill. We counted down the days, and every night he would make love to me, and every time he would give it his all.

of. He said that I should always remember what it was like to have sex with him and remember that he was my best sexual partner.

Not long after the marriage, it was discovered that she was pregnant. A son was born more than eight months later.

I know very well that the piece of meat in my belly belongs to my brother. When I told him I was pregnant with his child, he was overjoyed.

He bought a lot of clothes and supplies for his nephew. My parents were very happy because my brother's son was taken care of by his ex-wife.

They lost the joy of having grandchildren. My children will be there for them. Although Mr. A is not a father for the first time, he is a middle-aged

I am very happy to have a son.

Although my brother married me off, he still wanted to "retain" the right to sleep with me, but I did not agree. from

Before, when I lived with him, I never slept with Mr. A; now that Mr. A is my husband, I also don’t

I want him to be cuckolded.

But I was too weak. One night I went back to my mother's house for dinner and drank some wine. Mr. A has an appointment and can't make it

My brother picked me up and drove me home. In the car, he held me in his arms and kissed me. I didn't resist, I let him

He took off my panties and loosened my bra, and caressed my breasts and private parts wantonly. He drove the car back to where we were.

The former love nest.

I've only had sex with two men. Of the two, only my brother can bring me to sexual climax. elder brother

My brother knows how to create sparks of passion with me the best. Now that I am in his hands, how can I resist him?

That's right, he still loves him, that's why they are still in touch. Afterwards, in order to meet up with my brother, we arranged

All kinds of excuses and opportunities. We are siblings, we are family, so it is convenient for us to meet in secret.

When we appear together on certain occasions, we are no longer afraid of being "misunderstood".

I strongly encouraged my husband to go to the mainland more often to do business. When my husband is not at home, I can go back to the way I was before.

Go to the love nest and have secret fun there. Going back to my parents' home on weekends is the best excuse. Put my daughter down and let her grandparents take care of her.

I can meet my brother, make passionate love, hug him naked in bed for an afternoon, and listen to him tell

To my love.

This weekend date, rain or shine, is the day I have been looking forward to all week.

(11) Finally they become a couple

My brother never remarried, and he often told me to please me that we were actually married. Even though I married

Give it to others, but still have the right to have sex with me and don't have to find other women to satisfy their sexual needs. He is willing to be my

Black market lover, I used to be his backup lover, and now it's his turn to be my part-time husband. I can have both

Two men, both loved me. He said, we got it fixed.

A few years later, Dad died of a heart attack. I have been married to Mr. A for less than ten years. He was diagnosed with lung cancer.

It is the wife's duty to serve him until he dies. The inheritance he left me is enough for my daughter and I to live on for a lifetime. A Junqian

All the children born to his wife are married. My child went to Canada to study, so my brother and I had nothing to worry about.

Move back to our love nest so we can have each other's companionship for the rest of our lives.

My mother knew about it, but didn't say anything. She still lives in an old public housing estate, which requires climbing stairs.

It would be inconvenient to get up and down, so we suggested that we take her to live with us. We gave her a room, and she

Ran agreed immediately. For more than 20 years, we have had a knot in our hearts, that is, we are afraid that she will not understand our care.

Tie. Her moving in with us was tantamount to her tacit approval of our relationship.

On the first day my mother moved in, we invited her to sit down and served her a cup of tea. She drank it and took out two red

She gave us a packet and said it was a token of her good intention to move in. That night, my mother cooked a delicious meal.

Home cooking. Our family lives together again, just like before. After dinner, we accompanied her

After watching TV for a while, she told us to take a rest if we were tired.

My brother followed me back to our bedroom. After the door closed, we couldn't help but hug each other and kiss each other deeply.

I remembered how I used to be so nervous when I was having an affair with my brother in my room, afraid that my mother would catch me in bed.

scene.

My brother took off my clothes without saying a word.

I said, "No. Mom is outside watching TV!"

He said, "The door was closed, she couldn't see it."

I said, "Aren't you ashamed to have a brother and sister fall in love?"

He said: "So we can't let anyone know."

I said, "What if mom finds out?"

He said, "Let's do it quietly so she won't know."

I said, “Are you not tired of it yet?”

He said, "Yes! Let me see as much as I can before I get tired of it."

My brother wouldn't let me go and insisted on "bullying" me. I pretended to be reserved and shy. My coquettish posture

The state made him feel hot all over. His finger touch and wet kiss made my heart flutter again.

Come. I was pushed down on the bed, my legs were numb and soft, I couldn't close them, so I forced them apart. He responded with vigorous energy

The power of his penis is as strong as when he was a teenager, and it fucked me to death. We seem to be like that time, when he was sixteen and I

At the age of fourteen, I had sex for the first time in a room separated by wooden panels.

He said he would always love me.

I said, “Forever is too long.”

He said, "Let's love until we are eighty years old!"

I said, "Can you still do that?"

He said that he still loves me even though he can't do it... We are both middle-aged, and many couples of this age have sex.

Life becomes dull and even unnecessary. Our sex life has been maintained, but it has become dull.

I didn't expect that having my mother live with us could stimulate our pleasure in bed.

Our relatives and friends have long been gossiping about our close relationship, but we have never paid any attention to it. In friends

In the film, we are a pair of siblings, one is a widower and the other is divorced, and we take care of each other. The status of husband and wife is very important to us.

is unimportant. People who love each other don't necessarily have to get married. We grew up together, fell in love, and went through the ups and downs of life.

We have been through many trials and tribulations, and have each been married before, so nothing can separate us.

For more than 20 years, our mother has seen everything we have done. Today, when I was outside

She had no objection to living together; living with us today is a sign of her acknowledging our relationship. He said that some of the grievances in the past life

Sins must be repaid in this life.

(12) Postscript

I write these things with no intention of encouraging incest. Not every brother and sister will fall in love.

Many siblings are more distant than friends. Some may have romantic feelings, but there is no chance of developing into a couple. not understand

People will think that we have fallen into lust and have distorted ethics. We also felt guilty for causing my brother to leave me and marry someone else.

New love. Finally, when we put aside the hypocrisy of adults and dare to love and be loved, we understand who is

Our true love.

I won’t say any more. I don’t need to say these words to justify myself, nor do I want to promote the idea of ​​incest.

There are many lovers in the world who cannot be together because of various obstacles and twists and turns. Some of them are obstacles

The norms of ethics and morals cannot be changed or violated. In addition to sighing that fate is playing tricks on people, you can also

This will open up a space in your mind where you can let your mind wander without limits. As long as you make up your mind,

Find a way out!

I hope all lovers in the world can finally get married, just like me and my lover.