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I was laid out on my bed in my bedroom with my fingers in my pussy masturbating. What can I say? I was horny okay? My parents had gone away for the week so it was just my brother Drake and me in the house. Well…really only me. Drake is well built, muscular and hot. He has black hair that flops into his icy blue eyes, not even mentioning his six pack. Drake is always having sex with girls so it wasn’t a surprise that he wasn’t at home tonight. Sighing I pulled my fingers out and licked them. It wasn’t working…I couldn’t get myself off even though I was so horny.Getting up I pulled my thong back on and walked downstairs. All I was wearing was my underwear. What was the point of getting dressed if no one was here? Anyway, it’s my brother…he’s not going to be all perverted is he? There was a two year age gap between us, I’m seventeen and Drake is nineteen. I wasn’t too bad in the looks department. I have long curly blonde hair, forest green eyes and a small, slim, curvy figure. My ass is nice and my breasts are a C cup. I got my looks off my mum and Drake off dad. Most people don’t realise we’re siblings actually. Walking into the kitchen I got myself some lemonade and sipped it slowly.“Graciella why are you only in your underwear?” Drake growled.Turning I saw him stood on the porch smoking. His eyes glinted in the dark as he looked me over.“I thought you were out,” I shrugged not bothering to cover myself up.Like I said, Drake’s istanbul travesti my brother…and my perverted side wanted him to see me.“When people are alone they walk about naked not in their underwear,” Drake smirked as he leaned on the back door frame.“Would you rather I was naked?” I teased.As I looked in his eyes I saw them glinting smugly.“As if you would…you’re too much of a good girl,” Drake snickered.I’ll show you good girl. Drake looked away from me so I unclipped my bra and shrugged it off my body. I tossed it over my shoulder and bent down to take off my thong.“Gray?” Drake frowned.There was an island between us so he probably thought I left.“Right here,” I beamed sitting on the stool.I rested my body on the island so he wouldn’t realise I was naked.“I’m too much of a good girl am I?” I raised an eyebrow.“Yep,” he popped the P.“I suppose you’re so badass you would do it?” I snorted.Drake smirked at me and stood up properly.“Is that a challenge I hear?” he raised an eyebrow.“Maybe,” I smirked.In one quick motion Drake had stubbed out the cigarette and tossed it into a nearby ashtray. Then he yanked his T-shirt over his head. I looked away quickly and gulped. When I turned back Drake was leaning against the island. Luckily, or maybe unluckily, the island covered him from waist down.“Souvenir,” he chuckled.Before I could speak Drake had thrown his boxers at me. I squealed and knocked them onto the istanbul travestileri floor. Drake just smirked at me. Holding my clenched hand out I motioned for him to hold his hand out. He did it slowly looking curious.“Souvenir,” I grinned as I opened my hand.I dropped my thong into his hand and he laughed. He held it gently and looked at me.“I guess you’re not a good girl,” he smirked.“I guess I’m not,” I smirked back.He ran his thumb over it then stopped with a grin. Reaching out he grabbed my left hand and sniffed it. I yanked my hand back quickly. Drake was wetting himself as he put his head on the island. I brought my hand to my nose quickly and breathed in. I blushed as I realised it smelt like pussy.“Girls do it too,” I mumbled.“You just don’t expect your little sister to be doing it,” he snorted looking up.“Well I wasn’t doing it properly anyway,” I huffed.“What do you mean?” he cocked his head to the side.“I couldn’t…you know,” I muttered embarrassed.Drake studied my face for a moment then grinned.“Get yourself to an orgasm,” he laughed.I glared at him then stood up. Reaching across the table I snatched my thong out his hands. Drake seemed frozen and I followed his eye line then blushed. I forgot I wasn’t wearing a bra; Drake had a perfect view of my bare boobs. Before I could blink Drake lifted me up and laid me on the table.“Let me give you a hand then sis,” he said huskily.Drake ran his fingers travesti down my body and round my boobs.“Drake,” I protested weakly trying to push him away.He just growled and held my hands above my head. He only needed one hand to pin both mine so with his free hand he pinched my nipples. I let out a small shriek and he smirked at me. Leaning down he took it into his mouth and sucked it roughly. Groaning I tossed my head from side to side as he sucked first one nipple then the next. His mouth disappeared for a moment then reappeared on the inside of my left leg.“Drake…” I panted.“You know you want it, just let go for once and stop being so good,” he growled huskily.Leaning back he watched me obviously waiting for an answer. He let go off my arms and I sat up but my body tingled and ached for him to touch me. It was so wrong, he’s my brother.“You’re my brother,” I stated breathlessly.“We’re not hurting anybody. It’s not like we’re in love are we? Just…releasing some stress,” he smirked at the end.I had to admit he was right. I was so horny and…he was offering. Biting the inside of my lip I slowly laid back down and spread my legs. A grin lit up Drake’s face and he slowly brought his lips back down to the inside of my left leg. In one motion he had spun me so my legs were hanging over the edge of the island. His lips softly grazed over my pussy and I bit my lip so hard I drew blood. Before I could beg he opened my pussy lips and dragged his tongue over my clit roughly. I literally screamed. This was my first time having someone else LICK my pussy. I’ve had boyfriends finger me but never lick or fuck me. Drake kept licking as hard as he could till I threw my head back and came hard.

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