Hey bro what are you fuckin doing walking in here without knocking

Ugh ok whatever just hurry up and take yours then, I'm still gonna be here when your done. Sighs annoyed but knows her big bro won't leave until she moves

I wish I had the courage to tell him... maybe then he'd finally leave me alone... or not, knowing him he'd just be even more intrusive in my life now... sigh. I just want my own space, is that too much to ask? It feels like it sometimes... I lie here and watch myself on camera. The feel of your cock as deep inside me as it could go was incredible! No wonder I keep coming back for more! Ashlee thinks, touching herself as she remembers the earlier video she took with her brother's boyfriend.

Josiah, come in here quick! I found something on my phone! It's... it's dirty and incriminating! You should see this! She yells out to him, her heart pounding with fear and excitement. Ashlee hesitates for a moment before showing him the video on her phone.

I know, I can't believe it either! It just happened... one thing led to another and before I knew it we were both so turned on! You have no idea how much I wanted him... but you are my brother, I shouldn't be feeling this way about you or anyone else. Ashlee looks up at her big bro, ashamed of herself for what she's done but unable to hide the lust in her eyes.

Oh God, what do you mean? Her heart is racing as she wonders if he's angry and plans to tell everyone in the family. Maybe even kick her out of their shared apartment. The thought alone makes her tremble with fear and desire all at once. She looks at him pleadingly, wishing he could understand why she did it.

Her breath catches in her throat as he grabs it, but there's no anger or malice in his eyes. Rather, a twisted mixture of desire and control. She shudders with anticipation, not knowing what he plans to do next. Her body trembles under his gaze, wanting nothing more than for him to take her and make her his entirely. With every beat of her heart, she begs silently for release - but not from this moment that has suddenly become all-consuming.

Her body melts against his as he kisses her passionately, their tongues dancing in a duet of desire. He tightens his grip on her throat ever so slightly, and she moans into the kiss, pressing herself closer to him in need. The heat between their bodies grows with every passing moment, until it feels like they might combust from this unyielding hunger for one another.

She wraps her legs around his waist, urging him deeper; her hands fumbling with the elastic of his shorts as she tries to free him from their confines. His kisses trail down her neck and across her collarbone, making goosebumps rise on her skin. She gasps when he nibbles at her nipple through her shirt; this is so much more than a brotherly reprimand. It's raw, unadulterated lust, and she doesn'

Her fingers fumble with the buttons of her shirt, nervously and eagerly at once. With every button undone, she reveals more skin to his hungry eyes. As it parts, she lets out a shivering breath that carries up to meet his lips in another deep, desperate kiss. Her breasts spring free from their confinement and are greedily claimed by his warm hands; he cups them gently at first before tweaking her nipples sharply through the lace of her bra.

Ashlee moans loudly into his mouth, arching her back as a wave of pleasure washes over her. With her shirt discarded on the floor behind him, she feels even more exposed and vulnerable beneath his gaze; it's almost too much to bear except for the way he looks at her like she's the most desired thing in existence - and how he touches her makes that feel true

As her brother bares himself to her, she can't help but feel an unfamiliar surge of power coursing through her veins. His muscular chest glistens with sweat in the soft light of their room; its rugged perfection tempts her to run her fingers over it and explore further downward. She watches as he steps out of his shorts, revealing his hard cock straining against his boxers; it's almost too much for her to take.

Her own arousal has reached a fever pitch, and she finds herself aching for him in a way that goes beyond mere desire or lust. She reaches out a trembling hand, tracing circles around the head of his cock through the fabric of his boxers; he growls deep in his throat at her touch, hips bucking forward into her hand. His hands grip her shoulders tightly, holding her close

Her breath catches as he pulls his hardness free from its confines, revealing it to her fully. It's beautiful in its raw masculinity, a thing of power and need that she can hardly believe is hers for the taking. She watches with rapt attention as he strokes himself slowly, the skin stretching taut over his cock as he moves; beads of sweat gather at the tip, glistening in the light.

Her own fingers itch to touch him too, but she's content for now just to look and savor this moment with her brother. This feeling of sharing something so intimate yet forbidden. It's exhilarating in a way nothing else has ever been before. She leans forward, pressing her bare breasts against his sweat-slick chest as he continues to stroke himself; their breath mingles and they lock eyes in a wordless agreement that neither of them

Her eyes widen as he presents his throbbing length to her. She can taste the precum on his cock, salty and musky. Without hesitation, she opens her mouth wide and takes him deep into her mouth, feeling the coolness of her breath against his skin as she begins to bob her head up and down. His hands grip her hair tightly, guiding her movements as he fucks her face; she moans around him, tasting herself on his shaft as she takes more and more of him into her mouth. Her other hand reaches between their bodies, rubbing circles over her clit through her underwear, searching for a way to bring herself closer to release. The headboard thumps against the wall in rhythm with their breaths; the air fills with the sounds of moaning and flesh slapping together as they lose themselves in this forbidden act. She can feel him growing closer, the

Her lips slide up and down his length faster, taking him deeper with each thrust of her tongue. Her other hand moves between their bodies, expertly pulling aside the damp fabric of her underwear to reveal her swollen, aching clit. She circles it roughly with her fingertips before finally closing in for the kill, using long firm strokes to bring herself closer and closer to the edge. His hips buck forward, slamming his cock deeper into her mouth as he comes; hot, thick cum explodes onto the back of her tongue and down her throat. She swallows eagerly around him, her body shuddering with ecstasy as she feels herself start to spasm and tremble in release. Her orgasm ripples through her, washing over her like a tidal wave; she moans around his cock, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to

Her body clenches around his finger as he finally pulls away from her mouth, still tasting him on her lips and tongue. He presses his thumb against her exposed clit, rubbing roughly in small circles while two fingers slide deeper into her wetness. Ashlee gasps and moans, arching her back off the bed as he continues to finger fuck her. Her hips rise to meet his touch, desperate for more contact and release.

Her other hand travels lower, between their bodies once again, grabbing at his hard cock as she begins to stroke him in time with his movements inside her. She can feel herself nearing the edge yet again, the tension building in her core, making every touch impossibly sharp and intense. Her breath comes out in short gasps now, teeth gritted against the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her veins as she finally orgasms around his fingers

She swallows his spent cum eagerly, feeling it slick against the back of her throat. Her breath comes in shuddering gasps as he positions himself at her entrance. The head of his cock presses against her tight entrance, stretching and filling her. She arches her back off the bed, wanting him deeper inside her; needing the fullness only he can provide. As he pushes forward, she feels herself being claimed once again by his sizeable cock.

Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, nails scoring pale crescents in the fabric as she tries to maintain some sense of control over this spiraling pleasure that threatens to consume her entirely. Her hips rise to meet each of his thrusts, desperate for more contact, more friction. Their bodies move together in perfect synchrony, their moans and cries echoing through the room like a primal song of passion and desire.

Her voice is lost to the sensation of him filling her up so completely. The pleasure he brings her, combined with the forbidden nature of their encounter, leaves her mind spinning and helpless against the onslaught of passion surging through every nerve ending in her body. She digs her fingernails deeper into his shoulders as he thrusts harder, meeting each stroke with a shuddering cry that melds with the sound of their skin slapping together. The bed creaks and groans beneath them, a testament to their animalistic need for one another as she feels herself nearing the edge yet again, her whole being tense and on fire as he takes her higher and higher toward an inevitable release that promises to be so much more powerful than anything she's ever felt before.

Her body clenches tight around him, his cock throbbing deep within as she feels the hot rush of his release filling her up. Her nails scratch at his shoulders and back in time with her gasping moans; it's almost painful how intense this pleasure is, but she doesn't want it to end. It feels like every last ounce of lust and desire has been channeled into this one moment, leaving nothing but a sharp ache deep within as their bodies finally slow down together, his cock still buried inside her, her breath ragged against his neck.

She doesn't know how she's going to explain any of this to herself, let alone her big brother when he inevitably finds out. But for now, all that matters is the haze of pleasure and satisfaction fogging her mind as she sinks back into the pillow, his weight pressing down on top of her

Tucked under the warmth of his arm, Ashlee drifts off into a fitful sleep, still feeling him inside her. As she dreams, she finds herself in a world where everything they've done is accepted and normal, where no one knows about their incestuous secret except for them...and maybe sometimes it feels like that's how it should stay forever.

Good morning...brother. I didn't mean to fall asleep like that, sorry if it was weird for you. You know me and my insomnia... She smiles weakly up at him, feeling the weight of their secret bearing down on her even in the bright morning light.

Oh...uh, I uh... She gasps into the kiss, feeling him even deeper now as his cock thrusts against her insides. Her hands clutch at his shoulders, tangled in his hair as their tongues dance in a sensual dance of desire and need. It feels so good, too good to be real; she knows it can't last but doesn't want this moment to end any time soon. As they kiss, she loses herself in the feeling of being wanted by her own brother...his brother.

Her nails dig into his shoulders as he thrusts deeper, harder; her hips rise to meet each stroke with a desperate moan. His taste fills her mouth, consuming every sense but one: the feeling of him moving inside her. It's so powerful and primal that she can't think about anything else; all she wants is more of this forbidden bliss. Her body trembles on the edge of release again, begging for him to push her over the brink.

Oh no... your brother must have found out about us. This can't be happening! she thinks, her mind racing even as his thrusts continue and her body screams for release. The sound of his phone ringing snaps them back to reality; their secret exposed before either of them are ready for it. They break apart, panting heavily, her cheeks flushed and his eyes glazed over with desire. The tension between them is palpable, like a live wire stretched thin about to snap at any moment. "I-I need to get that," he stammers out, quickly pulling free from her. She watches as he walks away to answer the phone, his shoulders slumping in defeat as if he already knows what's coming next.

You can't just deny it now! He knows, and so does everyone else... What are we supposed to do? I can't believe you let this happen. You should have stopped me! she accuses him, tears streaming down her face as panic begins to set in. How could they ever go back to being a normal family after this? And what about them? Didn't you ever care about them feeling weird or uncomfortable around us now?

Her tears fall unchecked as she meets his gaze, searching for some sign that everything will be all right. A part of her wants to believe him, but another knows better. Nothing will ever be the same again after this. They can try and hide it, ignore it even...but deep down they both know the truth. And with every passing moment, their secret becomes more tangled and twisted; harder to undo.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean... I just thought it would be okay between us. I never wanted to hurt you or anyone else; I just wanted to feel close again. I know I messed up, big time, but please don't make me lose my family over this. Please... please understand.

Her lips meet his, desperate for some kind of reassurance that they can still be together. As their tongues dance and their bodies connect once more, a small flicker of hope flutters to life inside her chest. Maybe... just maybe there's still a way to make things right. But she knows it won't be easy, and it definitely won't be simple. There will be hurdles, and pain, but if they can face them together, then maybe somehow they'll find their way back to each other - and to the family they once had.