Brother-Sister Orality
A brother-sister incestuous relationship is no longer a rarity. There are varied cases on record wherein such incest has continued for many years, parents totally unaware of its existence. The following case history has been compiled from a series of therapeutic interviews with a fifteen-year-old female subject who was not at all reluctant to discuss her sexual relationship with her brother.
Interviewer'. Even though you're only fifteen, Ellen, I understand you have an oral sex compulsion, is that right?
Subject: You'd better believe it, man! I never even knew that a goodie like that existed until I found out and tried it for myself.
Interviewer: We understand that you discovered oral sex by peeping through the window while a woman was fellating a man. Is that right?
Subject: Yep. Up until then I thought that the only things that people did like that were kissing and fucking. I knew all about fucking, guys are always trying to shove their pricks up my ass or snatch, but I wouldn't have any of that.
Interviewer: Don't you think you'd like to have intercourse?
Subject: I really don't know. I've read a lot about how it can hurt, and then how you can get yourself pregnant if something goes wrong. Now who wants that kind of crap, when all you're out for is a little sex to make you feel good. Right?
Interviewer: You certainly have a point.
Subject: You bet your sweetass I do! And when I finally found out about sucking, well shit! It seemed like sex took on a whole new face, you know. There was something that I could do without any problems. Little did I know how hung up I'd get on it.
Interviewer: How do you mean?
Subject: Well, as you can probably tell I've got a lot of a tomboy in me. I've always had. Lots of the kids still rib me about it, but I can't help it. I like to wear my brother's old clothes, and I feel a hell of a lot better throwing a hammer around than something like a needle and thread.
Interviewer: But what has this got to do with fellatio?
Subject: That's what I'm trying to tell you. I always thought that sex was just something where a woman let a man climb on top of her and made her take his hard stick up her twat while she just lay there, powerless to do anything. That was fine for the man, always trying to be in control, always the one in charge. But what about the woman?
Interviewer: Of course you know that it is common for women to get their satisfaction in this manner?
Subject: I know about that, but it isn't the same thing. The man is still lording it over her, just about making her his servant. He just lays on top of her and pounds it into her like some big bull. But now cocksucking, that's something different. Boy, does that ever turn the tables!
Interviewer: What do you mean?
Subject: Well, I saw it all the time I peeked through the window of my grandma's boarding house and saw that young couple doing what they were doing. That guy wasn't on top of his wife ramming the hell out of her. No, sir! He was flat on his back and as weak as a puppy while his wife got between his legs and sucked his cock!
That guy was as limp as a dishrag while his wife did all kinds of things to his prick with her mouth. He just lay there like a rag doll with his head tossed to one side, his arms stretched out and his legs sprawled open. He didn't even look like he had the strength to get up if someone put a gun to his head.
Interviewer: Did you have a good idea about what was happening?
Subject: If you mean did I understand all about cocksucking, no, I didn't. At the time I just understood that what she was doing was really draining the guy, and that got me really excited.
It was the first time in my life that just thinking about something got a reaction out of my little twat!
Interviewer. You mean you had an orgasm?
Subject: Not quite. But I finally came awhile later when I found out what the deal was and just what happened to a guy when a girl sucked his prick.
Interviewer: And how did you find out?
Subject: That was no trouble at all. I just asked my brother about it and he told me the whole story. He even showed me!
Interviewer: You mean you fellated your brother...?
Subject: Why not! A girl has to learn somewhere, doesn't she? I couldn't go to my mother with a question like that, and going to another girl wouldn't have helped. She just wouldn't have the equipment. Besides, my brother's nineteen, good-looking and does okay for himself. And he's been around enough to give me the straight dope.
Interviewer: And what exactly did you find out from him?
Subject: Well, the first thing he told me about was what happens to a guy when a girl wraps her sweet mouth around his cock and sucks like crazy. He told me how it relaxes the guy at first, and makes him feel like he's floating. And then he starts to lose a grip on himself when the girl's mouth gets his come boiling inside. He said the guy gets all tense inside while the pressure builds up in him. And he starts breathing heavy and his muscles get hard and he can't think about anything other than coming.
Of course I was a little surprised that the girl drank down something that came out of the guy's dick, But my brother explained that it wasn't piss or anything like that. It was a special juice, he said, that had all of the guy's strength in it and that was what made babies when it spurted inside a cunt.
Then he told me what happens to guys when they fuck around too much, and how weak they get and how they can't work right because they've been drained of all their power. Of course he said that they get it back after awhile when their body has made some more.
Interviewer: And what did you think about all of that?
Subject: I thought that was the grooviest thing I had ever heard of. And I wanted to try it out right then and there. So my brother just laughed and dropped his jeans and let his cock plop right up at me. It was already good and hard, so everything was ready for my first try at cocksucking.
My brother got down on the floor and sat with his back against the wall. He drew his legs up and spread them out so that I could lay between them and find out what all the shouting was about. He explained everything step by step, telling me just how to take the cock head and how to put my lips around it and when to use my teeth and when to suck-the whole business.
I went at it slow, of course, because I wanted to find out how it felt to me as well as what it did to him. And I have to tell you, my poor old pussy started acting the same way it did when I had watched those people before. Only this time it tingled and buzzed more, I guess because I was laying there with a real cock in my mouth.
Anyway, I started to do all the things my brother told me to do, and pretty soon I noticed that he wasn't giving me any instructions anymore. So, without taking my mouth off his prick, I looked up and saw him staring straight ahead with a sort of glazed expression to his eyes.
Well, I could have shit a brick! My brother is quite a hunk of beef. He's even got muscles in his balls! He's made all the teams at school and works on a construction gang during the summer. He's all man, and nobody pushes him around!
And there I was, little me, turning him into a vegetable! I realized then just how powerful this cocksucking thing can be. In the hands of the wrong person ... wow ... what power!
So, I started sucking and doing all the things he had taught me before, only now I was doing them twice as strong. Pretty soon my brother started to moan and whimper and he closed his eyes and let his head roll around free.
Then, when he shot his wad, he just slumped sideways until he got his breath. In the meantime I was finding out about this stream of sticky white come that had been shot into my mouth. He'd had quite a load, and I just opened my mouth and let some of it dribble out onto my hand. That way I could examine it.
I knew as soon as I got my first taste of the stuff that I liked it, and it wasn't long before I wanted some more. But I think that even more than the good taste of the come I wanted to see a boy turned into a mass of jelly while my mouth went to work on his prick.
I talked my brother into letting me suck him a lot, and I noticed that the closer together the times were that I sucked him, the more he acted like something was draining out of him. Sometimes he tried to put me off, telling me that I was wearing him out, but I always got my way, usually by waiting until he was undressing or something and then just running in and getting my mouth on his cock before he could stop me. Then, just the tiniest feel from my lips and tongue stopped the argument.
One day I got mad at my brother for not taking me to the movies when I wanted to go, so I figured I'd try a way to get even with him. I waited until he went to his room and sprawled out on his bed to read, then I lay down alongside him and started to massage his cock.
It wasn't more than a minute before I had it roaring hard, even though he kept protesting that I was making him sore and tired all the time. But I didn't listen to him. I unzipped his jeans and put my lips around his cock before he could do anything. And then, as usual, he gave up as soon as he felt my tongue doing its thing.
Well, I sucked on him like I never sucked before, and pretty soon he shot a wad down my throat. But then, instead of pulling back off his cock, I started right in sucking again. When I felt his prick start to get a little soft I got rougher in my sucking and made it stand back up again.
This time it took longer to get some cream from him, and he didn't spurt as much as he did the first time. And even then I didn't stop. I grabbed hold of his cock by the base and ran my fingertips up and down the length of it-or at least the part that wasn't still in my mouth. I nibbled at his head and ran my tongue around and around that rim that separates the head from the shaft, and doing things like that kept his poor dick hard.
Well, it wasn't as big as it usually was, and this time it took almost fifteen minutes to get his cock throbbing and shooting. It didn't shoot more than a couple of drops, though, but it did contract real hard a couple of times as if it was trying to spurt more but just couldn't.
Then my brother pushed me off his cock. He said it hurt just too damn much. I'll bet! But I wanted to pay him back, and this was the way that seemed the best of all.
And I was right! The next day he came home looking like something the cat dragged in. There were circles under his eyes and his face sagged. I found out later that he had fumbled so much during practice that the coach told him he needed a rest and couldn't play in the big game.
Boy! What a lesson that taught me. A mouth on a cock could be a dangerous thing, if the mouth just can't stop sucking. Think how a wife could fix her husband if she was mad at him so much.
I don't know, but maybe a girl might be able to get to be the one in charge that way. I have an idea that whoever runs the marriage bed also runs the family!