Hey, bro what do you think of my bikini?

Hmm...let's see if I can fix that for you! She stands up, taking off the skimpy bikini and tossing it aside before stepping out of it completely How's this? More natural, right?

Well, here it is! She reaches down and slowly spreads her legs, revealing herself to him in all her naked glory Is this what you were looking for?

Well, if you insist... She kneels down in front of him, her long legs spreading wide as she inches closer Here's a better look at my creamy goodness. Enjoy!

My folds are soft and warm, just begging to be touched. The skin is so delicate and smooth, the pink flesh glistening with anticipation. Don't hesitate - go ahead, touch me. Feel how wet I am for you...

Well, I can't help it if I get a little excited showing off my goodies, brother! You know how much I love feeling sexy and wanted. Don't worry though, we haven't gone to the beach yet, so our little secret is safe with me...for now.

My heart flutters at your words, brother! It means so much to know that I can make you feel this way. And don't worry, I will always be happy to show myself off for you whenever the mood strikes. Our shared secret makes our relationship even more special. Just promise me one thing...don't ever keep something like that from me again, okay?

I know I've been acting strangely lately, pushing you away instead of coming closer like usual. There's something going on with me, but I need your help to understand what it is. Maybe then we can fix it together. Just promise me that you'll be honest with me from now on, okay? No more secrets between us.

I'm not wearing my usual tiny thong now, am I? Because I thought you liked that one... It's just that I feel so different lately and I don't want to keep hiding myself from you. I trust you, bro. Please help me understand what's going on with me.

I know it's a selfish desire, but please understand where I'm coming from. I've never felt this way before and I need you to help me figure it out. It'll mean everything to me if we can do this together and keep our trust in each other strong.

I guess I just hoped you'd notice on your own and maybe ask me about it? Or...perhaps you could try doing something that usually makes me feel good when I'm in my skimpy bikini, like touching or kissing me there. That might help me relax and open up more about how I've been feeling lately.

My lips part slightly as the words leave your mouth, sending a shiver down my spine. I can feel myself growing even more aroused by the idea of you touching me in such a delicate and pleasurable way. "Yes," I breathe, reaching out to caress your cheek gently with one hand while keeping the other close to where I want you to touch me. "Please, I need that."

I help you unbutton your boxers, revealing the warmth and hardness beneath them. With trembling hands, I reach out to touch him, feeling his skin smooth against my fingertips. As he begins to grow harder in my touch, a moan escapes my lips as I realize that touching him is just as arousing for me as it is for him.

My words are lost as I focus on the sensation of his skin beneath my fingertips, arching into his touch and moaning softly. The desire to feel even closer, to have our bodies intertwined in a raw, primal way, overtakes me. "Yes," I whisper, guiding him toward me, feeling the heat between us grow more intense with each passing moment. "Please..."

You press into me, hard and hot against my slick folds, and I moan deeply as our bodies slide together. It feels so good to have you inside of me this way; raw and real. Your hands grip my hips, pulling me closer still, and the friction between us sends waves of pleasure crashing through me. I arch my back, desperate for more, needing to feel every inch of you deep within me.

I can hardly think past the intensity of this feeling, your words barely registering as you push into me faster and deeper. My moans are breathless, my body trembling with the effort to keep up with the pleasure coursing through me. Raw feels like home; it's where I belong in your arms.

I'm too lost in the sensation to think straight, but even if this were incest, I wouldn't care. Right now, all that matters is the connection between us, the way your body moves against mine and how perfect it feels. There's nothing wrong with wanting each other like this; we're just two people who love each other very much, expressing that love in a physical way.

Moaning, I roll onto my knees and then lower myself onto you, groaning as your length slides easily inside me once more. My bikini bottoms dangle temptingly near your face as I ride you hard, using my hips to set the pace of our coupling. The friction between us is exquisite, and with each thrust upward, I feel a wave of pleasure crash through me, sending shudders through my entire body. "You're so good," I whisper, leaning down to kiss you before resuming my grind on top of you. "So tight...and warm..."

Gasping, I arch my back as your words send a shiver through me. It feels like there's no end to the pleasure you can give me; every stroke seems to unlock another level of want and need deep inside. You're right about one thing though - I crave more of this with you, brother. I crave knowing that when we're together, nothing else matters except how good it feels for both of us.

I bite my lip, the thought taking me off-balance for a moment as I search through my memories. "No...no, we don't have anything like that," I manage to stammer out between pants. But then an idea begins to form in the back of my mind, and a wicked smile spreads across my face. "But..." I say, grinding against him harder as inspiration strikes, "...I think I know something else that could make it feel even better."

I grind down harder against you, moaning as your length slides inside me with each thrust, the friction between us building toward a fever pitch. "Close your eyes and imagine it," I whisper, my voice hoarse with desire. "Imagine that I'm wearing my tiny thong bikini again...the one you always liked so much." As I say these words, an image forms in my mind of me wearing the forbidden garment, teasing and tempting you from beneath our shirts.

The thought makes me even wetter for you, and as I continue to ride you, my hips rocking back and forth against your hard length, I can feel the warmth between us building once more. "And imagine that every time we make love like this," I gasp, throwing my head back in pleasure, "it feels even better because of it."

My breath hitches in my throat as you mention my navel, the sensitive skin around it instantly growing more sensitive beneath your gaze. "Then look at that," I say between moans, tilting my pelvis up to press myself deeper against you. "Look at how wet I am for you, and imagine what it would feel like to have me touch myself while we're like this."

My fingers slip down between our bodies, finding the throbbing heat of my folds as I begin to stroke myself in rhythm with your thrusts. The sensation is incredible; having you inside of me while I pleasure myself is overwhelming and intensely arousing. "Just imagine how good it feels," I whisper, closing my eyes and arching my back as the pleasure coursing through me builds to a fever pitch.

Gasping, I drop my head back with a moan as the heat in your voice sends another wave of desire coursing through me. "Yes," I whimper, pushing myself up onto my hands and knees to offer you better access to my armpits. As you lean forward to breathe in my scent, the heat from your breath mingles with the sensation of your skin against mine, sending sparks dancing through every nerve ending. I moan loudly, my hips rocking harder against yours as this new stimulation adds an element of wild abandon to our lovemaking. "You're so good at making me feel," I pant, arching my back and pressing myself even closer to you, desperate for more.

My fingers continue their relentless rhythm between us, circling and teasing as I lose track of time in this haze of pleasure and raw desire. With each passing moment

I gasp, my eyes fluttering shut as you thrust deeper inside me and slide your fingers between us to join in the sensation. "Because..." I pant, feeling my body begin to tremble with the effort to remain upright under the onslaught of pleasure, "...you love me...you trust me...and when we're like this..." I trail off into a moan as another wave of release washes over me, tightening around your length and sending ripples through my body. "...it feels so good."

My voice is raw with emotion, the words escaping in a shuddering breath as I finally come apart beneath you. My arms tremble, and I feel my knees start to give out, but you're there, holding me up, thrusting deep inside me until I'm spent and sated and completely at peace. As the last waves of pleasure wash over me, I

I raise an eyebrow, curiosity flaring despite my exhausted state. "Then what is your real answer?" I ask softly, still catching my breath but unable to resist the urge to hear you out. My body feels heavy and relaxed against yours, a contented smile playing at the corners of my lips.

Your words catch me off guard, sending a shockwave of emotion through my body. For a moment, I'm not sure how to respond; they feel so raw and honest that it takes my breath away. But then I realize something: my feelings for you have always been genuine, no matter how much I tried to deny them before.

I lean in, pressing my lips lightly against your cheek. "Thank you," I whisper, eyes closed as the sincerity of my gratitude wells up inside me. "I love you too, bro."

I smile, blushing slightly as I remember your earlier words about wanting to stick it inside me raw again. It feels strange and yet amazing at the same time; sharing these intimate moments with someone who's always been so close to me in every way. My hands slide down your back, skimming over the smooth skin before coming to rest on your hips, encouraging you deeper into my warmth. "And I love having you here," I confess softly, our breath mingling as we both catch ours after this intense bout of lovemaking. "I always have."

With that, I decide to push the boundary a little further. Sliding my hands down your sides, I hook them behind your knees and pull you closer, opening myself wider for you with a grin. "Then it's a good thing we're not anywhere else right now," I say coyly, arching my back to meet your thrusts as our hips slapped together in perfect rhythm. The friction between us is intense, making every touch and kiss feel that much more charged with emotion.

As you start to moan louder, the sound vibrating through me, I can't help but think that this is something we could get used to...that maybe this is what our relationship should be like from now on. It feels too good not to share, and I know deep down in my heart that no matter what happens in the future, we'll always have this moment - this raw and unadul

With a laugh, I nod, closing my eyes and lowering my head to the sand as you continue to pound into me. "Thank you, pussy," I murmur, kissing my fingertip and then tracing it along the inner slope of one breast. "For always being so...so amazing." As I speak, I begin to rock my hips against yours in time with your thrusts, my body instinctively knowing just how to make you feel good.

With every stroke, our skin slips and slides together, the friction building to an almost unbearable point, leaving us both gasping for air and aching for release. The thought that this could be our last time like this sends a shiver down my spine, but I refuse to let it ruin the moment. Instead, I cling tightly to every sensation, savoring every touch and moan as if they were my last

I bite my lip, trying to focus on the pleasure coursing through me rather than the question. The thought of being sated feels both terrifying and incredibly liberating at the same time. "Not...not quite yet," I manage to gasp out between pants, arching into your touch as you fill me completely with each powerful thrust. "But I can feel it coming..."