Two summers ago my husband of three years was killed in a bar fight. I was there, as were a few of our friends and family. The person who perpetrated the act was only seventeen at the time and wasn't even involved originally in the brief altercation. He just wanted to make himself look "cool" to his friends by stabbing my husband. I only had my mom and my brother left to help me through my grief, as my father had died when I was very young. Two weeks after the funeral of my husband, I had real bad stomach pains and was rushed to the hospital. It turned out I was preganant, but the pains were a symptom of losing the child and having complications. From the doctors description and his opinion, my last chance of having a child.
It was real hard to take and I went into a deep depression, my mom wasn't too well herself, so my younger brother Jake became my shoulder to cry on. He also became the person who I trusted my deepest emotions to. Over a period of about four months we became real close and he began to stay over when I needed him most.
It was a very sunny day and we'd all been chatting late into the afternoon. My mom had been over, but Jake had driven her home when she began to feel tired, returning to find me asleep on the porch. I don't fully remember how we ended up snuggling together on the swing seat, I do remember however looking up at him as the light began to fade, looking into his deep blue eyes and thinking how much I loved this person. Cupping his head with my left hand I lifted myself and kissed Jake. He was shocked at first, pulling away. When I made him look at me and then put my lips to his again, he responded. It was if all the pain was flowing from my body, as our kissing became more passionate.
I had my left leg wrapped over his lap, my loose cotton skirt had ridden up and I could feel Jake's bulge rising through my inner thigh. I knew he was hard by the time I moved my hand down and placed it on his hardness. It was jake who broke away again, this time he asked me if I wanted this, I responded by telling him "More than anything you could ever know".
The tree's would have shielded us from most, but one neighbor could have seen us. Jake was nervous about it and wanted to move inside. When I slipped my hand inside his jeans and boxers, gripping his swollen cock, he soon relaxed and started to kiss me again. It was only seconds later when I had his jeans undone and had freed his thick long shaft.
Moving myself I lowered my head and took my brothers cock into my warm wet mouth, my long flowing dark brown hair covering everything. Jake began to moan quietly as my head bobbed up and down, taking more of his cock with each stroke of my mouth. I wanted his seed, I wanted my brother to cum for me, and in my head I was thanking him for all the support he'd given me.
My hands weren't idle either, with my left hand I'd begun to masturbate his cock as I sucked on it hard. With my right I started to play with my pussy, it was soaking wet. My panties were already moist, so I slid them off leaving them dangling on my right ankle.
Jake moved quickly and I knew he wanted to cum. Letting his pulsating cock fall from my mouth, I moved up his body and sat astride him, the swing seat rocking to and thro, kissing him hard with all my pent up feelings. Without stopping our kiss, I took a hold of his cock, raised myself a little and positioned his firm slick cock at my pussy opening. When I sank down onto his fully hard throbbing prick we both let out a low cry. I was fucking my brother out on my porch, with the nights sky open and the stars beaming down on us. All the world was able to walk up on us and see what we were doing, and I couldn't have cared less.
Slowly, very slowly with my skirt draped over us both, I began to squeeze my pussy up and down his shaft as my eager vagina enveloped him. Jake had rocked his head back, giving me access to his throat. I started kissing and sucking on it, as I continued to fuck him.
The orgasm which tore through me after a few minutes of sexual intensity was immense and I mean that in many ways. Not only was there a feeling of sexual gratitude, there was also the love and lust for another person flowing through me, that person being someone who I'd always loved from being a child. Added to that was the knowledge of what we were doing was culturally wrong. It mattered not in my eyes as I came all over Jake's cock, my juices flowing over his cock and balls as they seeped out.
Jake gripped my shoulders suddenly and forcefully, forcing me down onto him, his cum flooded into me as he bucked and shook. It was almost an etherial moment as I was looking up at the nights sky flickering down on us, and one which will live with us both forever.
Kissing him again, I let his cum seep into my juices on his balls. He went to rise, but I made him sit still. Placing myself between his legs as I knelt on the wooden floor, I put my face and mouth into his crotch and lapped up our love cream, swallowing every single drop, letting Jake's flaccid cock slap into my face as I did.
For the first time since we were very young, we slept together. We didn't have sex again that night, we just cuddled and carressed each other's naked bodies. When I woke up the following morning Jakes cock was fully erect, he was still asleep but I could feel it pressing into my ass. It was easy for me to manouvre and have it slip inside myself and that's where Jake found himself when he fully awoke. The sex wasn't like the evening before, it was more urgent and carnal. It was Jake who this time set the tempo of our love making. His hands playing with my clit and my right breast. Once again Jake flooded my pussy with his seed, only this time I squeezed hard and made my pussy walls suck it up.
The shower we had together confirmed our love as we bathed each other, washing away the sweat and lustful sexual smell. If I thought Jake was going to let go through the day without making me orgasm I was wrong. With the water flowing over us both, Jake had me stand up against the wall and lean over. Squatting behind, he held onto my butt cheeks and pulled them apart. The water was warm, but it wasn't as warm as his hot breath and tongue, when proceded to eat out my pussy and ass. The howl I let out when I came was every single inch, a howl of sheer and utter delight.
Two weeks later Jake gave up his apartment and moved in with me. My mom thinks it was to help and support me and she isn't wrong in that respect. What she and the rest of the world didn't know until now, is Jake and I now live as husband and wife in all but name. The love we share is real, as is the strong lust for each others sex.
It wasn't a deliberate choice that we fell in love and with different circumstances on a day two summers ago, I would be still with my husband. Life dealt the hand I was given and in that, I will live it the way that makes me and my brother happy.