Finding Our Love

There's no way I can defend our activities in terms of societies expectations.
We're simply in love and know it wouldn't be seen as appropriate.
He's two years older than me and much taller. His muscular body and large thick penis never fail to make my pussy wet with anticipation of the sex we'll enjoy.

We first had sex when I discovered him masturbating while using a previously worn pair of my knickers, smothering his nose and face as he took in my pussy scent.
I didn't have the reaction I thought I might have. Instead of being angry, I was turned on. And not letting him know I was there, I quietly walked over, then quickly removed his hand, stroking his hard penis and then sucked in his cock.

There was some initial resistance, but it was only brief and not at all convincing in terms of really trying to stop me.
And once I became accustomed to his larger size ( my ex boyfriend's was smaller) I gave him the best blow job I could.
When he came in my mouth, I released his cock, showed him his semen, then swallowed it to show my brother how much I wanted him sexually.

Pulling me onto the sofa, he undressing me from my pj's and preceeded to eat out my pussy and arsehole, something my boyfriend had never done.
It wasn't discussed or even notioned in regards to him fucking me, it was just expected from both of us once his penis rose again.

On my back looking into my brothers eyes, I saw the love and lust he had for me as his cock slid oh so deep inside of my love hole.
Yet to me as he lowered himself over me still thrusting deeper and deeper, it was the passionate kiss, the embrace and his right hand cupping my left breast that made me have my first orgasm.

And I continued to have multiple climaxes when we switched positions twice. First with me riding my brothers erection, then with him fucking me hard from behind.
When he came for a second time, we both knew I was safe from pregnancy, so he filled my pussy with his warm sticky cum making me reach yet another amazing orgasm.
Lying together on the sofa, we knew we didn't have to rush. Our parents were away for two days attending a concert. And that night I slept with my brother after showering together.

We had sex throughput the night, mainly with my brother giving me oral sex. Then hearing the postman deliver our post in the morning, my brother's cock slid up my backside as he spooned me.
It was my first anal sex and it's now my most favourite way to feel my brothers love for me.

Before our parents arrived back home that evening, we spent two glorious hours without fucking, just teasing and kissing each other. We spoke about many things and let each other know how we felt. We also decided to end our respective relationships and have this past eighteen months been dedicated to one another.
The sex between us has just gotten better and better, yet its our love that has blossomed into what we share today.

In two months from now we're moving into a flat together. Our parents now know about our love, and aren't particularly keen, yet aren't worried either. I can't have children, so it's purely love and of course, fantastic sex.

My brother loves me as his sister, but more so as his companion and lover. And I feel exactly the same.