My brother Marcos I belong to a middle class family, but with two misfortunes that marked the path of my existence. The

My brother Marcos I belong to a middle class family, but with two misfortunes that marked the path of my existence. The first was the death of our father when my brother was barely born, and the second, the accident of traffic that left my brother, at only 10 years old, with paralysis cerebral. My mother, before she got married, worked as a receptionist telephone in a hospital center, although when she got married she asked for leave. To the death of my father he had to apply again to join the job to to continue maintaining the house, since I was only fifteen years old. I got married at 25 and went to live in La Coruña, because my husband He was a fisherman whom I met on a trip he made to Cádiz. My marriage was totally normal, at least I think so, except for the absence of children after five years of marriage, because my husband could not return from sea to celebrate our fifth anniversary. A storm threw him into the water and on Three Kings Day His body appeared on some rocks on La Lanzada beach. I arrived in Cádiz with my family two years after being widowed. I had only visited them three times since I got married, and this was the first time since my husband died, because after his death I continued my life in the village where we lived, where we had a nice house and a I work in the family store and bakery. I came to take care of my brother for a few days, because they had to operate on my mother for a small problem in the mouth and should be hospitalized for at least twenty-four hours. Marcos had not yet turned 17, and although he was not affected by no paralysis that prevented his movements, these barely I couldn't coordinate them, especially the left side, so I needed a very important help for all your activities; from bathing him, dressing him and get him out of the wheelchair, until he feeds him, because every time I He tried alone, he ended up spilling food on himself. I came home in the morning on a Sunday in July. Despite how little we had seen of each other in the last seven years, the reception was wonderful. My mother and I cried review the misfortunes of our lives while my brother, on the other side of the table, twisted his body and gestured in ways that were incomprehensible to me. We raise the present problem caused by the obligatory absence of my mother before her next admission to the hospital the next day. She informed me of all my obligations. Those of the house were the same things I had been doing since I got married, therefore, routine. But the Others, those referring to how I should take care of my brother, did make me cringe. the spirit, although I was very far from pretending it. I pretended to take that task as one more, just as if my brother were a doll in every sense, plus something Inside me I told myself that none of that was true. I had already lived with him for 10 years and I knew that his mind was normal. He thought the same or better than us, but he was unable to express it with words, since he only made guttural sounds that were difficult to understand, except in his laughter or their anger. This experience changed me. Now I know that I myself do not knew. My husband spent most of his time at sea, and although his repeated absence made me have certain sexual fantasies, I was never unfaithful. I think that out of cowardice I didn't even dare to think about that possibility. If we add to that that my only friends were with the women of his family, that we lived next to the church and that the only life in that village was the ecclesiastical, everything has already been said. I did not have much time for further reflections, since being in these, Marcos began to gesture with his hand, and at the same time he distorted the Looking between his legs, he stretched out his enormous index finger pointing there. My mother quickly understood what I wanted and invited me to learn how I should behave on such occasions, since he needed to urinate. she brought a strange bottle from the bathroom, but I instantly understood its meaning. utility. I, deluded as I was, very willingly offered to help my brother, and my mother, seeing me undoubtedly a widowed woman, had no It was inconvenient for him to do so. What we did not take into account any of the There were two thoughts and desires of Marcos. I lowered the zipper of the very wide pants and putting my hand in Inside the fly, I found what I didn't expect. How deluded, I thought that It was like when I was wearing it when I was ten years old; huge mistake mine, but more Huge was what I found! Fortunately my mother had left the room and could not see the shock with which I withdrew my hand from that opening. But I did see the smile that Marcos made, although I didn't know if it was equivalent to a real smile that expressed the hidden pleasure that my amazement, or just an uncontrolled gesture. He pointed again between his legs inviting me, apparently in an obscene manner due to the way he gesticulated and writhed, which I put my hand back inside his fly. Already answered, although terribly confused by the size of what seemed to be inside, I made a new try. I had to grab it with my whole hand, that cock was like twice as much as my husband's when my husband's, well standing, while that my brother's was flaccid. I took the bottle and introduced it inside the neck of it, half of the penis, while I nervously struggled to get my cock inside the container, the smile did not leave his face and as the bottle filled with urine, I had to take it out and hold it in my hand while I finished urinate in another bottle. My mother came in and told me not to keep his penis, Well, you had to dry it, but after having thrown the urine into the toilet. When I returned to "keep it" for him, it was huge, almost like my forearm. and just as hard. Marquitos' face was one of pleasure, his eyes were almost blank and drooling while turning his head from right to left; with One hand grabbed his tremendous phallus, clearly masturbating. I took his hand away From there and taking the cock with mine I prepared to keep it for him, which I did with great difficulty and with a guilty tingling sensation that could not be understand, or rather, that he did not want to admit. It was very hard and rigid like a good hot sausage. I felt perfectly in the palm of my hand. waves of warm blood that kept the enormous cock inflexible, so I had to hold her for a long time, holding her tightly and manipulating her in multiple directions to find a way to stick that insolent club, through the small opening of his fly, which caused him to have an erection and a even greater, although unintended, pleasure that made him moan and drip saliva as if he were possessed. I went to the kitchen and made a slight comment about what happened to my mother, pretending not to care, but wanting her to Please clarify something about my brother's attitude. Leave it alone, poor thing -, that's all he told me. That first night in my mother's house, I could not reconcile I slept until dawn, but it was not because I missed the bed, because ultimately that was also "my bed" as always, but because instead of making me sleepy silence and darkness, what I was doing was awakening the woman in me dissatisfied that was inside my body, to the whore that we all carry inside and that throughout his life he had nothing but small erotic fantasies quickly aborted by a false sense of guilt. a husband lover and puritan who did not allow me to open my true spirit without the shadow of the ghost of shame would appear. With 32 years of healthy life, my body was full of energy, and although I didn't know it until then, overflowing with sensuality; 60 kilos spread over 165cm in height, very thin waist, and not having children, my breasts and my belly were still completely firm, predominating my round ass, always hidden in long skirts, because I shouldn't wear pants. I don't know how describe my face, my little face I think is somewhat round and cheeky rosy; my eyes are big and funny, my lips are full, my nose is upturned, my teeth are white; but with all this, I always find myself defects, which produces an inevitable complex when I see myself in the mirror and look at a stupid face. Since I got married, my light brown hair is short and curly. Honestly, I don't think I'm as pretty as I'd like, but for the On the contrary, I have a very sweet body, according to what my husband told me. The hips are wide and I have very good buttocks, round and very steep that when I walk, Phew, they eat me!... My skin is brown and very soft, my thighs are firm and well formed, my body being the envy of my three sisters-in-law, despite having these between 18 and 23 years old. The brief comment made by my mother about the composure of Marcos was giving me insomnia by making me think more than I could imagine He had no cure, nor any possibility of satisfying his libido. Mentally my brother was normal, like me, but I think that in his silence and solitude I would have more than enough time to turn my head over many topics, especially sexual ones. At about 17 years old, he had a strong and muscular body, possibly due to his constant convulsions or spasms he had developed greater than normal musculature. His face was angular and sharp. Yeah you managed to put out of your mind the strange gestures that he made almost constantly, you could see him very attractive, especially if he was seen totally naked; as it happened to me that night when I had to see him when I went with my mother to put him to bed and learn the skills and habits necessary to do it without hurting him and with as little effort as possible. I noticed that his only hair was on his pubis, the rest of the body was strong and soft, because my mother used to spread it with Frequently, cream on the body to keep your skin in good condition and avoid ulcers, especially in the buttocks. Once again, undressing him to sleep, His penis became erect like a sailboat's mast. The strange smile returned to his face and immediately grabbed it with his most useful hand and peeled it, leaving the bruised big head in sight. Without commenting anything, my mother covered him with her sheet, and without giving us time to leave the room, it began to have strong shakes. Evidently he started masturbating again without having any consideration for our presence. He must have done it so often that It would seem normal to him. None of us made comments about it, because if my mother consented to him and approved his outbursts, who was I to criticize him?... I learned how I should do it to put him to bed or sit him on the wheelchair. Straddling, in front of the chair, he must have grabbed it from underneath armpits, and with a tight hug, help him up and prevent him from would lose balance. Turn both at the same time and let us fall together on the chair or bed; just like on this occasion. To put him to bed, you should first completely undress her top, and once in bed, remove her pants. He slept completely naked, since they never put underwear on him. My Brother had a nice body. At bed rest, seizures diminished, and his movements of legs and belly seemed to enter into a dance erotic to attract mermaids; especially with that hard and huge phallus giving each other rhythmic blows on the belly. I couldn't get that huge cock out of my mind, nor my deceased husband. It was impossible for me to avoid seeing them side by side and compare them. Avid hands were born in my mind to embrace the trunk of my brother, and the images that I always dreamed of being able to make with my husband, they repeated themselves, but now the body that my mind placed in those situations so desired and never achieved; It was my brother who took over of my imagination, and I tried to reject it, but I couldn't. With these Incestuous thoughts were turning me on terribly, and as I rubbed my sex with unknown delight, the crazy idea of surreptitiously flirting with a mute and eager brother. It would be very exciting time to give someone so unfortunate the opportunity to enjoy for a few days of something that he clearly wanted and that he could never achieve again if he didn't give it I this opportunity. Incest is something frowned upon in our civilization, but In addition to the fact that no one could ever know, in other civilizations it was accepted, Therefore, everything came down to a matter of conscience, so that if no one harm, but quite the opposite, why not try?... And furthermore, now that She was a widow and free, why should she continue to suffer more repression? Neither he nor I were guilty of our misfortunes. My mother woke me up when she got up. I helped her with her things and I called a taxi to take her to the clinic, I couldn't accompany her because I couldn't to be able to leave Marcos alone. The intervention to which she would be subjected that same morning It was minor surgery, although annoying, it was risk-free, possibly it would be admitted one day for observation. He warned me again about the care of my brother and left home. Tired from having slept so little, I went back to bed ready to continue resting, but immediately the ideas came to mind conceived the night before. Just thinking that the time had come Putting them into practice excited me enough to quickly wake up. It would make my brother think that given his situation I believed that sex was not for him. existed, which was completely unaware of his actual mental state, which would allow me all kinds of freedoms, and I would make him believe that for me, his sexuality had no to take it into account. It would give you the impression that everything that happened between to us would be something "normal" and therefore, it made no sense to avoid it. Twice a week you had to put him in the bathtub and wash it completely, but the rest of the days, like today, you just had to give him a little wash after taking him to the toilet to do his business. needs. After washing myself and having breakfast, I prepared to attend to him. him. I entered his bedroom, and in the semi-darkness of the room I could guess that he was awake and covered from the waist down with the sheet. I She was only wearing an almost transparent nightgown above her knees. Me had removed before passing the panties and bra. I crossed to the other side from the room to raise the balcony blinds, the white light entered torrents totally dazzling you. My body was between him and him. balcony, so my naked silhouette in front of the rectangle of light must have seen it perfectly. I saw the amazement in his eyes staring in disbelief at the curves of my size His body under the covers seemed to become a nest of enormous snakes writhing, his face, without stopping looking at me, did not stop making circles in one direction or another, while his wild eyes made the reverse route by getting stuck in my crotch. My little slit was beginning to get wet with excitement. I turned my back towards the balcony to look out and let him my brother could enjoy my round buttocks for a while, barely covered for the nightgown. Then I spread my thighs a little and began to clean some non-existent spots on the upper part of the glass, so that the nightgown was It went up to the middle of my round and bubble butt, leaving it visible to everyone. Marquitos and less than a meter away. It was just a few seconds of spectacle, but enough to warm the spirits of both; I felt one cheerful sinner seducing a little boy. From some part of my being, a great desire to be contemplated and coveted. Not content with this, still with my back to him, I leaned as if my new objective were to clean some dirt, also fictitious, glued to the bottom of the glass. Now my ass was right on top of the mattress and only a hand's breadth from his face. The short nightgown was pulled up of my open buttocks, so I allowed him to see my parts very closely. most guarded and secret during the brief moment when I was scratching with my nail the glass. Even though I am brown, the skin between my buttocks and bordering my anus, it gets very dark, and that dark color along with the black and silky hair that grows in that area, makes the contrast even greater, almost giving the impression that my buttocks are white. This dark, hairy, soft and juicy, it spreads all over my vulva, which makes it stand out enormously, Well, this one also has fat, open and fleshy lips, but internally its Color lightens to be "flesh-colored", slightly pink. The inner lips I have them very big, to the point that with my legs apart they look like small testicles shaped like wings. I stood up and turned quickly and accusingly, with the intention to catch him at fault; and so it was, but far from being ashamed, his eyes gave the impression of licking their lips with pleasure. With an impetuous tug I withdrew the top sheet, while giving him a quick kiss on the cheek and I asked, knowing his mute response, how he had slept. I surrounded the bed again and removing the wheelchair I prepared to take him to the sanitary, but not in the chair, as my mother told me, but carrying him hugging me. As if it were the most natural thing in the world, I turned his body, putting his feet off the bed, I stood in front of him with his legs between my mine, and bending down, ensuring that through the great neckline of the nightgown I could look at my naked body; I took him by the chest to sit him on the edge of the bed. His face of joy was unmistakable, he seemed shocked, but still and relaxed. I told him that with me we would walk together to the service in instead of sitting in the chair; He opened his eyes in astonishment without knowing how. we would do I put his arms behind my neck and at the command "stand", while she hugged him tightly and pulled his body up, just like had to be done to seat him in the wheelchair, he got up, but this time a small step back to sit down, there were many of us who had to take together and tight, until reaching the toilet. I was with my legs open to prevent him from tripping. with my feet. To keep him rigid, he squeezed him tightly from the waist to the while he was hanging lightly around my neck. As it was almost as tall like me, his chest pressed against mine, which he tried to see without hidden by the neckline, and his penis was exactly at the height of my sex. We had barely taken a couple of trembling steps when I began to feel his iron began to harden. I held her waist with one hand while that with the other I surreptitiously raised my nightgown to encourage contact straight from his now horizontal and hard lever, with my burning thighs and my drooling crica. Afterwards, and instead of holding him by the waist with both hands, I told him to hold on to my neck and I used my hands to eagerly grab him by the butt and thus be able to control the movement of his pelvis, while greedily groping her buttocks. Was a huge cock; like I never dreamed there could be; It was undoubtedly the fruit of his constant masturbations; I'm not lying to you, because the glans came out completely behind my buttocks; so I removed one hand from his for a moment. butt to enjoy that cocoon, feeling it with delight and sinking it between my buttocks It was almost as big as a peach, but soft and slimy from the flow with which he had smeared himself as he passed between the lips of my soaked vagina. I fondled him greedily before spreading my haunches to hold him between them. We walked slowly while I rubbed myself with his latches and caressed her strong, soft butt. He was moaning with pleasure time I was walking backwards. I loosened my embrace slightly to allow me to separate our pelvises, and then squeeze him tightly to cause the clash of our sexes. His member was so stiff that he could I would have hung on to him if he could have stood firmly. Exercised a desperate pressure in my crotch. I had my thighs totally dripping and his phallus oiled to be able to penetrate gently through the most narrow opening. I couldn't take it anymore, I stood on tiptoe and with one hand I slid it at the entrance to my cave, I planted my feet and... wonder!, an immense mass soft, hard and burning it tore me to the depths of my core. It was a unusual and terrible pain that made me feel such a great invasion, but strangely, far from withdrawing, I pressed it more and more, as if to break myself inside. We were both bellowing like crazy. I moved slightly backwards feeling how that huge and hard cock forced all my insides, both at the width as well as length. I rubbed him inside me and made him thrust into me with rage, as if my desire were for him to penetrate me until I was pierced or burst. Somewhat faint and totally impaled, I managed to reach the toilet. I turned and made him sit on the cup, while I, with all his cock inside me, I fell straddling his thighs. I totally removed the nightgown so that he could rub, grope and suck my tits to his heart's content. Daba high-pitched and prolonged screams as he lunged at me from the toilet bowl. I contributed to strengthening the brutal blows that our genitals received raising me until I left less than half of his cock inside me, to Next, and taking advantage of his onslaught, give me a hard slap and sink it to the deepest part of my belly and stab it to the root; such was the madness of burning passion that incestuous relations with my brother, my slit was a splash every time that cock sank into my bowels. He had to hold his swinging head to make his open mouth embraced my black and turgid nipples. I rubbed my drooling breasts all over my face while he, with his convulsive hands, He grabbed my buttocks, opening them viciously. It was crazy pleasure. I felt how he opened my tight anus to put three of his lengths deep inside and bony fingers. How come he knew so much about this in his situation?... Could it be instinctive?... I felt my ass being torn as a long Howl came from his throat and a spring of warm semen flooded my inside. After a few jerks, his sperm arrived with deep and long thrusts, to the depths of my pussy; I was dejected he. His penis, now soft, although not flaccid, still remained deep inside my little cave Marcos was also faint and motionless, sitting on the toilet. Slowly I slid back while enjoying looking and feeling how I got out of it. I dropped to my knees at his feet and took the cause of my pleasure; I introduced his cock into my mouth to gently wrap it with my lips, wash it with my tongue, and enjoy the viscosity that surrounded it and the mix of smells and flavors that emanated from her. Sitting at his feet, although tired, I wanted to give free rein to all the obscenities that I imagined on so many occasions, although they never had nothing to do with the current situation, but for allowing me now to be the only one director of these, my imagination was overflowing with the most lustful and shameless to demand its realization. Still sitting on the toilet, I put his back on my shoulders and in this uncomfortable position I encouraged him to pee so I can see it from my position. With one hand I held his long penis to To avoid missing the details, with the other, tucked between her legs, she separated a little more his buttocks and with one finger he stimulated his anus, sticking it as deep as could. When he had met my expectations, I helped him get up to put it on the bidet. Now he just held on to me breasts. I sat him facing the wall, and soaping my hands well, I raised his beautiful buttocks and her pinkish anus. When I got tired of caressing him a thousand times forms that occurred to me, and I penetrated him repeatedly with each of my fingers, I stood him up, leaning slightly forward and leaning on the wall. I opened her buttocks with shameless voluptuousness and kissed and sucked her anus, like this. as if absorbing it with my lips like a suction cup, I introduced my sharp tongue to feel it inside and enjoy the heat and viscosity that existed within him. I turned it over the bidet, and leaning it against the wall, it was me who now sat before him. I took his huge club with my left hand. to her and my mouth, milk him as much as I could and fill myself with his warm semen, while I put the thumb of my right hand inside his anus to do it Enjoy on both sides. He screamed like a strange animal, while with his most controllable hand had me grabbed behind the head making me swallow his big cock deep in my throat. For my part, I put my thumb at least five centimeters inside his rectum, because for the reasons Whatever they were, it was dilated as if it were a good vagina. I have never enjoyed a drink so much. He filled my mouth with his warm semen and he savored it like the best of wines. When I noticed a new wave, I swallowed it, tasting the sperm along my throat, receiving So each of the ejaculations that my little brother generously invited me to, but always trying to leave something to spread well on my face and breasts. Sated with pleasure, I again washed his sweaty and dirty body along with mine. In my arms I carried him to the bed and there, face up and Inert, I lay down next to him. All of this must have had a strange reaction. in his unstoppable nervous system, as it left him completely paralyzed and without any contortion. Only his eyes reflected the confusion he felt. in the face of such pleasant and incredible contacts and visions. Naked one next to the other another, now completely exhausted, let me grope and drool without any modesty or feeling of disgust. He passed his hands over my face and my body without leaving no loophole for smooching and rough groping. Above all, it focused on my nipples, my sex and my tremendous buttocks. We must have spent more than half an hour like this, until I could recover enough to continue with my obligations. I got up although before doing so I couldn't resist the temptation and wanted to enjoy another bit, so straddling my brother's head, I bent down to that he could enjoy the sight of my sex. He didn't say anything at all; He only moved his head senselessly. I bent down and rubbed my pussy on his face and mouth. He took my inner lips between his lips and sucked on them, stretching them out. to the point of satiety; He felt how they stirred inside his mouth between his tongue, which he finally took out and put inside my vagina. Fatigued by the sensations, I sat practically on his face, and even though my buttocks were covering his nose, he didn't have any I had trouble breathing, because with every lick he gave me, I writhed like worm. When I couldn't take it anymore, I started pouring out in buckets and he, He greedily swallowed my flow. When I opened my eyes recovering from the overwhelming orgasm, I saw his insolent perch nodding to the rhythm of the breath of its owner, I didn't think twice and pounced on its enormous cock to suck a little and lubricate it very well; and having done this, I got up to sit my brother on the bed, resting his back on the headboard and so I could see everything I did with it. Standing with my back to his face, I ran my buttocks over him. her, opening them for me to slobber my asshole well, which she did without need for me to point it out to him. I then advanced far enough to be on your belly. I squatted, always showing him obscenely my tremendous ass, and straightening his hard club that pressed his belly with strength, I lifted it and pointed the glans at my anus It took me at least five minutes to to be able to shelter the big head of his cock inside my ass. it hurt me terribly, but at the same time it drove me crazy with pleasure. He howled very softly and For some strange reason he didn't move a single muscle. Little by little, and uniting my sharp screams of a bitch in heat to hers of pleasure, I was nailing her whole in my sore butt. It completely filled my intestine, but one once settled inside my bowels and with the sphincter sufficiently dilated, The pain gave way to pleasure. I tried to make my brother watch how he had penetrated me and as my up and down movements took his macanota in and out, along with the skin of my ass, as if it were a sock that you wrap around your ankle. I was in this position and with these pleasant movements until my brother came inside me. His semen was dripping when I went up and his dick came out of me anus, although it also served as lubricant for each new penetration. When he finished emptying himself, I took my cock out of my ass, and I continued with my back to her face, I raised my ass in front of her, and a foot away his frightened eyes, crouched down, with my hands I spread my buttocks as much as I could so that my asshole could be completely open and visible. I started to bid using a little force, until I slowly unloaded on his chest and to his bewilderment and astonishment, some hard feces that the penetration had loosened. I continued pushing, expelling the occasional fart, while he followed me shitting on him. Once the sensation of excreting had passed, I I returned and spread my legs wide, and before his astonished gaze, I parted my lips of my papaya and I told him that if he wanted to drink my urine he should open his mouth. He opened it Like a big pot, I brought my vagina closer to it and slowly peed inside it. until leaving his mouth sufficiently full, but giving him time to swallow Then, with my papaya's lips wide open, I rubbed them over her lips and all over his face. After washing him and washing myself, I dressed him in a wide sports pants. I was still completely naked, which he found kept him permanently hypnotized. I took him to my room and I was dressing in front of him so that he would not miss anything that in his sad, boring and lonely future could bring you varied and wonderful memories. I got dressed with a wide and fresh multicolored blouse that covered me up to my hips, of course without bra or panties; I was going to put on the skirt, but almost Nobody visits the house, I rejected the idea. It was already noon and I took him to the kitchen to make his breakfast. I put on a plastic apron and made coffee with milk and bread. fried mold, with margarine and jam. As I moved around the kitchen in these preparations, Marquitos couldn't take his eyes off my round buttocks; and how the kitchen is narrow and long, I must frequently pass by him and Every time I did it, it was offering him my hot ass so that with his clumsy and eager hands could handle it for a few moments. His terrible baton protruded obscenely from the left leg of his short sports pants, which With the pressure of the erection it had risen to his groin. I took breakfast to the dining room and then to my brother. It I approached the table well and sat on it, in front of him, with my legs wide open and with his feet on the armrests of his chair, so that my Vagina and my ass will be clearly visible and accessible. I put his cup of coffee between my legs and I broke each piece of bread into three strips. With the spoon I took a big piece of margarine and spread it between my buttocks. It was curious watching the faces my brother made trying to guess what new surprise every moment had in store for him. He was panting and rubbing his cock desperately. The His eyes were rolling wildly and he was drooling like a man possessed while continuing to perform movements with the head that seemed to want to uncoil from the body. I took one of the six strips of the fried bun and rubbed it through the ass so that they would be well smeared with margarine. Then, with a spoon I took jam from the jar, and with the same spoon opening my vaginal lips, I let the jam fall between them, which slowly went down even the piece of bread spread with margarine that was previously partly inside of the cuca Once this is spread with the butter, the jam, and also of the "distemper" that my sex had already begun to expel, I asked him if he I would like to eat it like this. A strange nervous laugh filled his face as he unequivocally said a constant "YES" with repeated nods from his head. I took the bread from between my lips to dip it in the cup of coffee with milk and slowly brought it to his mouth. He looked like a little bird when his parents They bring the food closer to their enormous and disproportionate beak. He didn't chirp with discomfort, but he moaned desperately with his huge mouth wide open. pair. He took the whole strip of bread and with a satisfied smile he savored it as it is. hard to imagine. He chewed with his mouth open and could see himself as the toast became a bolus well mixed with the abundant saliva that lust replaced gluttony. One by one, this way he ate all his toast. I then pushed him with my feet to the very edge of the table and ordered him to clean with his tongue the remains of jam and butter with which they were my parts well smeared. I lay down on the table and got so close to him with thighs apart, he barely needed to bend over to suck me as much as I would like. It certainly cleaned me thoroughly. Her long and fat tongue left no loophole through which to pass or get in, and not satisfied with This began to make strange sounds while he stuck his tongue into my rear. They were getting more and more desperate, so I bent my legs behind me. and with my hands I separated my buttocks so that the libidinousness that I thought, and he managed to put his tongue even deeper inside me; but far from appeasing it began to absorb the edges of my ass, which big ass that I am, it was as if I had a small rod between my buttocks, and Thus, I managed to get it in very deep. Her fleshy and absorbent lips, and her very agile tongue, made me They had not a hundred, but a thousand, for the slow and gentle passes they made both because of the crater of my anus and because of the depth it reached, and to vent and stimulate him much more, I couldn't think of anything other than to get four and spread my buttocks in front of his face, I began to push trying to make of the bathroom, of excreting in that position and in front of your face. With the force that made a loud and stinky fart came out of my bowels to surprise my brother who was trying to find out what new deal I had come up with; so I continued to force myself again and a small, but thick and tasty ball of shit came out of my ass My idea was to make him eat my excrement, but I was afraid that he might get sick to his stomach and Our honeymoon is over. The furthest he got was to put the fingers of my hand in I had better control in the ass, and feeling how my sphincter contracted again and again once expelling my fecal matter. With that phenomenal spectacle, my orgasm shook my body and he was completely ecstatic, when he fired powerful streams of milk on the table, and like a cat in heat, I lapped up with delight, even though the aroma of shit filled the dining room. He only saw how his pig and perverse sister, pleased him with what perhaps he always dreamed of, and truly I was already feeling tired. I took the shit back and was more relaxed than he'd ever been in his life. In my past life, my brother asked me for his coffee with milk with his eyes. He drank it and He quickly fell asleep, he must have been exhausted. They were already around three in the afternoon and I was finishing putting in some bowls the rice pudding that I prepared for after the meal, when once again brought me out of the reverie in which I was ecstatic, one of those guttural sounds that were typical of Marquitos. I went to see what he wanted and as I imagined, it was the urge to urinate. I liked having to touch him again, it was very pleasant, as well as seeing him enjoy my scandalous acts, but I had other things to do and every Every time I started with him, I would get so horny and unrestrained that I could go overboard. whole hours without any other thought or desire other than to drive him crazy with pleasure and fall exhausted from a thousand bestial penetrations. Instead of giving him the bottle to urinate in, like my Mom taught me, I took him in his wheelchair to the bathroom and sat him there in the bidet in the usual way. As soon as he sat down, he grabbed my pubes under the apron and vigorously grabbed my little slit while with his well-known A stammering laugh let me know how pleased he was. I took my hand away telling him that That... would be after eating. I pulled down his pants and told him to pee in them. bidet, because then I had to wash it to clean the large amount of semen that I had it scattered across my thighs. When he finished, I turned on the tap and washed him, soaping him well. the thighs, the butt and his enormous sausage. I handled his glans well; I put my fingers again in his ass and I sucked, sucked and sucked that cock that had transformed into a whore and filthy pig, capable of the worst filthy things. He ejaculated again, but this time inside my mouth. Again I swallowed with pleasure the sweet and dense semen that I felt crashing with force on my palate with each outburst of delirium. Completely naked we ate; first I gave him his food: fried fish and rice pudding. Standing next to him and with his fingers poking inside my butt and my pussy, he ate without question, although yes, staining much more than usual due to the constant movement of your hand left who did not stop masturbating. When I was going to start eating at your side, I had to get up, because I noticed that he was going to run and I couldn't avoid temptation to swallow such delicious white and condensed nectar, so I I bent down between her legs to put her fascinating big head in my mouth and that He would pour all his cream into my mouth as a unique appetizer. Its abundant explosion flooded my mouth, and with my lips tight at the base of the head of your rope to avoid spilling a single drop, I beat it before swallowing it, with my tongue still on the cock, thus making it bigger his pleasure, and thus causing him a huge waterfall of sperm that made me It tasted delicious. I ate without washing my mouth, without taking my eyes off of my brother, and without ceasing to tell him the greatest series of obscenities ever I imagined that he would think, much less pronounce; and on top of that he was telling it to my little brother. How outrageous, but how we enjoyed it!... I cleared the table, and after arranging everything a little, I turned on the television and went to take a good nap to relax. digestion and recovering from the exhaustion I had, both physical and mental. I sleep on my stomach and I thought I was dreaming that they were touching my butt, but a push hard between my buttocks to separate them made me return to reality. my scare It was shocking, because waking up in such an unusual way overwhelmed me. But it shook me even more to see that it was my brother who was next to me. bed touching my buttocks. He had never been able to move his wheelchair more than an inch, since his lack of coordination prevented him from hitting the wheels of his chair in only one direction, so it faced both backwards and forwards; to the left or right wheel. His enormous desire for sex drove him to cross the room, full of furniture, and through the hallway manage to reach my bedroom and stand next to my bed to touch me. The power of sex seemed incredible. I think that if there were If I stayed at home for a few days, I would have managed to get him to get into my room alone. bed. I liked waking up to caresses full of desire. Me I moved to the edge of the bed to make it easier for him to touch and caress her. Was obsessed with my tremendous ass with appetizing buttocks, because he grabbed me forcefully on one of the ankles to separate them and be able to see between them. I moved my hands behind me and spread my buttocks to make it easier for him to work. After a brief moment in which he madly tried to insert his fingers both in my ass and in my vagina, he gave a loud growl of helplessness and pounced on my ass. He almost falls out of his chair if he doesn't manage to hold on. my thighs. He had never manipulated the wheels of his chair, nor had he ever Separate your back from the backrest without assistance. In a single afternoon he had already made two things that we thought were impossible. I was afraid it would go down permanently, so I decided to hold him as best I could and getting off the bed, I put my hand in him. from behind, between his thighs, and with a strong push I lifted him onto my bed. It I laid him face down and placed him towards the lower half of the bed so that He had my butt within his reach. I also lay face down and moved under him, so that his face was right between my separated buttocks For about an hour I was enjoying his tireless groping and sucking. My whole butt was red with bites. and flooded with drool. He rubbed my ass with greed and shamelessness, enjoying how I have never seen anyone enjoy anything. He put his tongue, his fingers, his eyes, his chin, his ears or his nose, wherever he pleases. He rubbed his forehead and little nose both in the flesh of my buttocks and in my open and lubricated vulva. He absorbed the prominence of my bulging asshole or the lips of my sex, to insert inside his tongue and lick me deep. I enjoyed it and I came and he sipped all my nectar We fucked all afternoon and a good part of the night. I licked him entire body repeatedly. Or rather, I repeatedly passed my body through him. in front of his face and his mouth so he could suck it. I stood on my back, under him, so that he could put it in me while he sucked my tits. Face down so that he could fuck me in the ass. He took me from the side, although here it did cost me a triumph, and only thanks to the large size of the cock was he able to get it in from behind without taking it off too many times. I can't tell you how many times we did it or how many times we emptied ourselves, but it must have been so many that exhaustion took us served to have the longest and most restorative of dreams, since it went from noon when I woke up the next day. After eating, I called the hospital to ask about me. mother. I talked to her and she told me that she would arrive in the middle of the afternoon, so it was barely We had a few hours left to enjoy. Silvia Mendoza