Moving in together
I still can't believe we moved in with each other. I mean we were together most of ours lives and lived as brother and sister even thou we aren't by blood. See when I was born my mom had to have the parts needed to have k**s removed do to cancer and I'm happy to say she is still alive today and heathy.
Both of my parents wanted to have two k**s, a boy and a girl. Well they had me so just before I turned 5 they adopted my brother from Nigeria. He didn't understand a word of English when he moved in they us but we still become best friends being of the same age. Oh sure we would fight from time to time but for the most part we hung out with each other. I think at first it was me protecting him them later it was him protecting me.
Speed ahead 20 years and John as we called him was still at home with our parents but I had found a studio apartment to be closer to my work and to be on my own. After I had been living there for maybe a month John came for dinner and to see how I had put the place together. He was the one who did all the heavy lifting moving in, being 6 foot 7 inches and around 260 he's stronger then anyone I know and has muscles on top of muscles. All I know is I have a hard time taking my eyes off of him and most of my girl friends have either hit on him or are scare of him do to his size.
The day he came for dinner I made us a nice sea food dinner which we both love and after we sat talking and drinking wine, a lot of wine. I guess we were on our 7th glass when he put his arm around me pulling me in kissing me on my lips as he told me that he loves me and really misses me. Don't ask me why but I kissed him back as I crawled on to his lap. As we broke the kiss he just looked into my eyes the way he does and I felt like I was the most loved girl in the world. It was the first time I ever thought about what sex with him would be like, and the hard lump under my ass was helping with that feeling.
He took my wine glass and placing them aside as he started kissing me again. I was in a dream world as my body felt alive and on fire. I don't remember either of us undressing but I do remember when he pushed himself inside of me. It was like being a virgin all over again. When he was only maybe half I wasn't sure he would fit but he slowly but after some time and with loving care had me sitting on top of his huge balls. Every time I bottom out it felt like he was in my throat but after some time the discomfort turned into pure bliss as my first of many orgasms raked my body making the room spin around me.
He told me he was about to cum and I remember saying " Inside, cum inside me, I love you. " It was the first time I had ever say that to him and meant it as a lover. I swear it felt like I had a garden hose shooting long blasts of hot cream inside of me when he over filled me with his cum. When I felt him to began to soften inside me I stood up and quickly cupping my hand between my legs trying to catch the cum gushing out of my wide open kitty. It over flowed my palm and was dripping on the rug when John grabbed his pants holding them between my legs. I raised my hand from between my legs and tipping it I drank our love which something I have ever done before but, it felt right to do it with John.
We both got in my shower cleaning up and as John held me I felt so loved I began to cry with the joy I felt. John lifted me like I was a paper weight kissing me hard on my mouth saying how much he loves me and I saw tears at the corners of his big brown eyes which I just had to kiss away.
I washed our love off his pants and there was no way they would be dry before morning I told him to stay with me. I called our parents saying John had to much wine to drink and he was going to stay the night so they wouldn't worry about him not coming home.
We made love 4 more times that night and each time was as good as the first time. In the morning as I walked my brother to the front door with his arm around me holding me tight the woman from across the hall asked if she should call the cops. I guess cause John is a black man and I'm about as white as white comes she thought he was hurting me. I told her all was fine and that he is my brother she slammed her door like we were doing something wrong. Well maybe it was cause John was cupping my B cup in his hand but it felt good and right to me.
We saw the to rent sign by the door and it said 2 bedroom unit for rent and we looked at each other saying almost at the same time " Lets ". We signed the lease 20 minutes later and our parents think we are moving in with each other cause we are both closer to our jobs but one of the two bedrooms will be empty cause its not needed at all or, until we think about maybe having a family together.
I wrote that a month ago and I'm still totally bummed out. It turns out that even thou John was adopted and isn't blood we still can't get married to each other. I wonder what dumbass wrote that law cause I could understand if we were even half blood together but we don't have so much of a single drop of blood together. Well we are thinking about just living as husband and wife anyway.
Our parent came over without calling first and when mom saw the second bedroom being used to store our junk she turned to me and said " Are you two sure this is what you want?" We both said yes and mom just hugged us both. As far as dad goes he didn't seem to clue in and mom can tell him later.
Both of my parents wanted to have two k**s, a boy and a girl. Well they had me so just before I turned 5 they adopted my brother from Nigeria. He didn't understand a word of English when he moved in they us but we still become best friends being of the same age. Oh sure we would fight from time to time but for the most part we hung out with each other. I think at first it was me protecting him them later it was him protecting me.
Speed ahead 20 years and John as we called him was still at home with our parents but I had found a studio apartment to be closer to my work and to be on my own. After I had been living there for maybe a month John came for dinner and to see how I had put the place together. He was the one who did all the heavy lifting moving in, being 6 foot 7 inches and around 260 he's stronger then anyone I know and has muscles on top of muscles. All I know is I have a hard time taking my eyes off of him and most of my girl friends have either hit on him or are scare of him do to his size.
The day he came for dinner I made us a nice sea food dinner which we both love and after we sat talking and drinking wine, a lot of wine. I guess we were on our 7th glass when he put his arm around me pulling me in kissing me on my lips as he told me that he loves me and really misses me. Don't ask me why but I kissed him back as I crawled on to his lap. As we broke the kiss he just looked into my eyes the way he does and I felt like I was the most loved girl in the world. It was the first time I ever thought about what sex with him would be like, and the hard lump under my ass was helping with that feeling.
He took my wine glass and placing them aside as he started kissing me again. I was in a dream world as my body felt alive and on fire. I don't remember either of us undressing but I do remember when he pushed himself inside of me. It was like being a virgin all over again. When he was only maybe half I wasn't sure he would fit but he slowly but after some time and with loving care had me sitting on top of his huge balls. Every time I bottom out it felt like he was in my throat but after some time the discomfort turned into pure bliss as my first of many orgasms raked my body making the room spin around me.
He told me he was about to cum and I remember saying " Inside, cum inside me, I love you. " It was the first time I had ever say that to him and meant it as a lover. I swear it felt like I had a garden hose shooting long blasts of hot cream inside of me when he over filled me with his cum. When I felt him to began to soften inside me I stood up and quickly cupping my hand between my legs trying to catch the cum gushing out of my wide open kitty. It over flowed my palm and was dripping on the rug when John grabbed his pants holding them between my legs. I raised my hand from between my legs and tipping it I drank our love which something I have ever done before but, it felt right to do it with John.
We both got in my shower cleaning up and as John held me I felt so loved I began to cry with the joy I felt. John lifted me like I was a paper weight kissing me hard on my mouth saying how much he loves me and I saw tears at the corners of his big brown eyes which I just had to kiss away.
I washed our love off his pants and there was no way they would be dry before morning I told him to stay with me. I called our parents saying John had to much wine to drink and he was going to stay the night so they wouldn't worry about him not coming home.
We made love 4 more times that night and each time was as good as the first time. In the morning as I walked my brother to the front door with his arm around me holding me tight the woman from across the hall asked if she should call the cops. I guess cause John is a black man and I'm about as white as white comes she thought he was hurting me. I told her all was fine and that he is my brother she slammed her door like we were doing something wrong. Well maybe it was cause John was cupping my B cup in his hand but it felt good and right to me.
We saw the to rent sign by the door and it said 2 bedroom unit for rent and we looked at each other saying almost at the same time " Lets ". We signed the lease 20 minutes later and our parents think we are moving in with each other cause we are both closer to our jobs but one of the two bedrooms will be empty cause its not needed at all or, until we think about maybe having a family together.
I wrote that a month ago and I'm still totally bummed out. It turns out that even thou John was adopted and isn't blood we still can't get married to each other. I wonder what dumbass wrote that law cause I could understand if we were even half blood together but we don't have so much of a single drop of blood together. Well we are thinking about just living as husband and wife anyway.
Our parent came over without calling first and when mom saw the second bedroom being used to store our junk she turned to me and said " Are you two sure this is what you want?" We both said yes and mom just hugged us both. As far as dad goes he didn't seem to clue in and mom can tell him later.
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