Happy Accident
by RHYMER


The first time my little brother and I fucked, it was by
accident, really. Certainly we never meant for it to happen; we'd
never thought of each other in a sexual way until that night. Now
we're inseparable.
When our folks went out of town for the weekend a couple of
months ago, we decided to have some friends over for a little
partying. My buddy Deb brought beer, and Jerry's friend Bob
brought his luscious self. We watched a few videos and such,
played some cards, and went through a twelve-pack between us.
That was more than enough for me: I was kinda tipsy by then, and I
made it clear to hunky Bob that I was perfectly willing and ready
for a little sex action. I even massaged his crotch a bit with my
foot while we were playing cards; nobody saw, because my foot was
under the table. Though he shot me a strange glance, I was unable
to get a rise out of him. I knew, though, that my other charms
would be sufficient to lure him to my room when everyone went to
bed.
At seventeen, I'm no virgin. I like sex and make no bones
about it. I'm tall, five-seven, with raven hair, blue eyes, and
full red lips. My breasts are small but perky, and I display them
to my best advantage by wearing tight blouses and no bra. I'm
slim, with lanky legs that my boyfriends find irresistable. My ass
isn't my best feature, but it's round and firm and that's what
counts. That night I was wearing a halter top which left my flat
midriff bare, over a pair of denim shorts cut just below my crotch.
About midnight, I decided to turn in. I made my way back to my
room, which I had planned to share with Deb tonight; but I'd
already let her know in my subtle way that she should sleep on the
couch. In anticipation of Bob's joining me, I slept nude. I tried
to keep myself awake for him by fingering my twat, so I'd be good
and ready, but I fell asleep anyway.
I woke up suddenly, some time later, when a taut, slim
masculine body slipped in beside mine and pressed its length up
against my backside. 'Bout time, Bobby, I thought, but said
nothing. I pretended to be asleep, although I kept my eyes open.
It was pitch black in my room, so no doubt Bob wouldn't be able to
tell I was awake. Let's see what he'd do.
What he did first was run his left hand up along my side, from
thigh to arm, then reach forward to gently cup my left breast. All
this time, his cock was a long, stiff presence against one
buttock. I shifted a little, as if in my sleep, and his rod
slipped into my ass-crack. He began tweaking my nipple, and the
sensations exploded through me from the top of my head straight to
my pussy. I soon gave up any pretense of being asleep started
moaning. I rocked insistently back against his prick, which by now
felt as big as my forearm. A few moments more, and I'd had all
could stand. I rolled over onto my hands and knees and presented
my ass to him. He caught on quick, scrambling up behind me and
sliding the length of his engorged prick along my gooey slid. I
waited breathless for him to slide it in, but he just kept moving
it up and down my slit. The bastard was toying with me! I reached
back and shoved that monster cock into my hole, pushing backward
decisively until I felt his pubic bone brush my ass. He was in me
to the balls, so deep it felt like he was impaling me to the core.
We started our back and forth rhythm very slowly, very carefully;
he was so damned big I almost couldn't take him! Eventually,
though, my cunt produced enough extra lubrication to accommodate
him, and soon he was pounding into me like a jackhammer. I came
within seconds, and my cunt spasmed so tightly around his cock that
he yelped -- a little pain and pleasure mixed -- and came with me,
filling me to the brim with sticky spunk. I thought that it was
over -- but much to my surprise my stud remained hard, and started
thrusting again. Over the course of the next half-hour, I must
have come four times; he came once more, that I know of. After my
fifth time he was still hard as a flagpole, but my pussy was
getting sore, so I reluctantly pulled myself off his cock and
pushed him down on his back and began sucking him off. I could
only handle about half of his uncircumcised length, and I know for
a fact I can deep-throat any cock less than five inches long. I
went to town on him, slurping and licking with all my strength and
pulling his foreskin up and down with one hand while I fondled his
balls with the other. God, he had some kinda staying power. He
grunted and groaned and squirmed under my ministrations, but still
held back. After ten minutes of this my jaw started to get tired.
I pulled away long enough to say, "Come on, baby, give momma some
juice, I'm gettin' thirsty." It was the first time either one of
us had actually spoken since we'd started fucking an hour before.
My lover jerked, then suddenly jumped back off the bed. "K-
karen?" a familiar voice said. Then he flicked on a lamp, and
through the dazzle I could see my mystery lover standing beside my
bed.
It was my 15 year old little brother, Jerry!
Only he wasn't so little anymore. The manmeat hanging between
his muscular legs was at least nine inches long and three inches
thick. No wonder it was such a tight fit. Only then did I fully
reliaze I'd just fucked my brother -- not once, but repeatedly!
His eyes wide, he said, "You were supposed to be Deb!"
I said, "She's asleep on the couch! I was expecting Bob!"
He looked at me like I was crazy. "What are you talking
about? Bob's gay. You think I wanted competition with Deb around?
I've wanted to fuck her for a year, and this was my chance!"
Bob, gay? Well, that explained his lack of response earlier.
I started to laugh, and after a few seconds he joined in. "What a
fuck-up," I gasped. I looked at his still-hard cock, and licked
my lips. "Well, I'd say you got a little more than you bargained
for, hmm? Any complaints?"
"No fuckin' way," he said, rubbing his prick. "You were the
best I've ever had, Karen."
"You're not so bad yourself," I purred. "I think my pussy'll
be sore for a week." I licked my lips again as I stared at his
rampant manhood. " You know, that must really hurt. Want some help
with it?"
He nodded quickly. I led him back to the bed and pushed him
gently down upon it. "Now," I whispered, "Let's turn off the
light and pretend we don't know who we are, and finish what we
started." I flicked off the lamp and went down on him in the dark.

When he came a minute later, he spewed enough jizz down my throat
to ease any cocksucker's thirst. His cock deflated, but by then
the very thought of fucking my brother had me hot and horny again,
sore pussy or no. I licked him back to hardness, then climbed on
top and impaled myself once again on that darling cock. I rode him
like that till almost dawn, and I lost count of the number of
fantastic orgasms his meaty organ wrung out of me. We never said
a word, just gasped and moaned and giggled all night till we were
through. He made his way back to his room before morning arrived,
and I awoke with a sopping cunt and the wonderful memory of a night
of beautiful fucking. I had to fingerfuck myself three times
before I felt normal again.
We've made love everyday since, but carefully, because we have
to work around our parents' schedules. We've done it in every room
of the house at least once, including the kitchen (breakfast!) and
both bathrooms. One day he bent me over in the garage and fucked
me quick and hard while our folks were in the living room, and
later that week I blew him in the attic while we were supposed to
be cleaning up the place. Mom came in just as we were finishing,
and I had to turn away with a mouthful of come while he hurriedly
zipped his pants!
Danger or no, I know my BIG little brother and I will be
lovers now from now on. We love each other now more than ever, and
that monster cock's just too big and talented for me to ever let
go!


THE END