Date: Thu, 28 Jun 2012 02:43:06 -0600
From: Tya Ishia <tyaishia@gmail.com>
Subject: Tya's Family Fun - Chapter 2

Warning! The following story contains acts of incest between adults and
willing teenagers (the youngest being 16), if you are under legal age to
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illegal for you to read the following, do not continue. This story is
completely fictional and any characters resembling any persons living or
dead is purely coincidence.

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It had been a couple of weeks since Ryan and I started fooling around. We
were doing it almost constantly. I just couldn't get enough of my brothers
cock. Mom would randomly join us, but it was never as hot as that first
night. Sometimes Ryan would join me in the shower, other times I'd sneak
into his room after dinner. No matter how we did it, what position we were
in, or whether mom joined or watched us, it was always the hottest of
sex. That is, until Thanksgiving.

Mom's side of the family didn't really approve of Dad because Grandpa
didn't approve. In mom's side of the family, Grandpa's word was law. Except
for my mom, luckily. When it came to who my mom would be with she didn't
listen to anyone and so when Thanksgiving came around we'd split the
Holiday. Last year Mom and I spent the Holiday with her side of the family,
while Ryan and Geoff stayed at home with Dad and entertained his
relatives. This year it was Ryan's turn to go with mom and I got to stay
home. Geoff was coming home from college for the weekend, which had me
spending even more time in the shower thinking about his gorgeous runners
body. Gran, Gramps and Uncle Dominic were going to be staying with us too,
Uncle Dominic crashing in Ryan's room since it would be free and Gran and
Gramps in the spare room. I was most excited to see Geoff again.

Gran and Gramps arrived first and Gran abducted me into the kitchen to
start prepping for the feast we were going to be having the next day. I
loved cooking with Gran and quickly found myself loosing track of time. By
the time Gran and I were done prepping the next night's dinner and cooking
dinner for that night, Uncle Dominic and Geoff had both already arrived. I
came out of the kitchen to the sight of my oldest brother leaning against a
wall talking about his recent win against another school's track team. He
looked amazing. Well, he had always looked that way but my recent taste of
the family fruit had me appreciating Geoff's sex appeal in a whole new way.

"Dinner's ready," I announced before turning and walking back through the
kitchen doors. Gran had already set the table and was already sitting
waiting by the time I returned and every one else followed me in. I sat
down and smiled at Geoff, hoping he'd sit next to me, but instead he sat
across the table from me. Uncle Dominic took up the seat beside me.

"How's my favourite niece doing?" He smiled over at me. "Got a boyfriend
yet?" Uncle Dominic loved to tease me about my lack of ability to keep a
boyfriend for very long or get a new one once I'd rid myself of the old.

"I'm your only niece," I smirked back. "And no. I'm trying something new."
I grinned, giving Geoff a glance out of the corner of my eye. He didn't
seem to be paying attention to mine and Uncle Dominic's conversation, but
he caught the glance and smiled back. Uncle Dominic also caught the glance
but let it drop. We all ate with only basic family small talk sparking up
as conversation here and there. Finally, once dinner and dishes were done,
I managed to escape Gran, Gramps and Uncle Dominic and wander upstairs to
say my hello's to Geoff. Dad and Geoff had both disappeared after dinner.

I was expecting to find my oldest brother unpacking his things for the
weekend, but when I went to open the door I found the room completely
empty. I was a little disappointed, but I knew he wasn't downstairs. The
bathroom door was open, as was the spare room. The only door closed was my
parents bedroom. I was intrigued. I stood at the top of the stairs
listening at my parents bedroom door and was slightly surprised to hear the
sound of soft moans. I knew exactly who was in that bedroom, I just didn't
know exactly what they were doing. I continued to listen to the soft
muffled moans, imagining who was doing what. In my mind my father was bent
over the bed taking it from behind from my hot young stud of a brother,
little did I know the reality was switched.

I finally peeled myself away from the door long enough to hear my Uncle
Dominic calling for me. I didn't want my dad and brother to know I'd heard
them, yet. So I quietly descended the stairs and sought out my Uncle.

"So where's the bedroom I'm to be staying in?" Uncle Dominci asked
me. "Gran and Gramps are going to retire to bed, and I figured with your
brother unpacking and your father disappearing, I'd get myself settled as
well." I was a little intrigued by Uncle Dominic's question. This wasn't
the first time he'd been to our house, I was almost certain he knew exactly
where Ryan's room was. But I shrugged it off and told him to follow me and
led him down the basement stairs.

Throwing open Ryan's bedroom door for my Uncle, I casually motioned to
where he could find the bathroom in the middle of the night. I wasn't ready
to go to bed yet, or even be alone so after turning on the light, I flopped
down on Ryan's bed. I would often do that when Ryan was here, usually while
he was sitting at his desk and we'd talk. Lately I'd been flopping onto his
bed completely naked after a shower under the ruse that I was air drying,
but he always saw through my seduction. Happily he never rejected me while
I lay there completely stark naked, shimmering with wetness from my
shower. This time I just casually lay and watched my Uncle unpack.

"So," Uncle Dominic smirked at me over his shoulder. "Now that it's just
us, what did you mean at dinner? You're trying something new?" I could see
a look in his eyes that I didn't really understand. I also didn't know how
to explain to him what I had meant.

"Oh, nothing." I tried to play it off casually and with a stretch and a
forced yawn decided I would avoid the topic by going to bed. "Well I'm
going to hit the hay now." I said as I stood and got off Ryan's bed. "Good
night Uncle," I mumbled into my Uncles shoulder as I embraced him in a
hug. His hands seemed to hang a bit low, coming very close to being
completely on my ass.

"Good night, sweetie." He mumbled into my hair. I could almost feel a
growing bulge between us and I found myself getting turned on by his musky
scent. I quickly peeled myself away from him and rushed off to my
bedroom. I closed the door and leaned against it. Had I imagined it, or was
my Uncle getting a hard on from hugging me? A slow long smirk spread across
my lips. I had decided I was going to test how deep these waters
went. Would my uncle be willing to put his erection to use, or would he
back down?

I quickly stripped down and opened my door again. The familiar creak
telling anyone down in the basement that my bedroom door was now open. I
happily skipped over to my bed and flopped down on it, face first, on my
chest and knees. My ass was up in the air, in open view of anyone who would
walk past my bedroom door. I brought a hand up between my bent and spread
legs, softly rubbing at my clit. I was already fairly wet from just the
thought of having made my Uncle Dominic hard.

"Oooh," I moaned out, not even trying to hide what was happening in my
bedroom. I heard some movement from Ryan's room, but could only imagine
what it meant. "Mmm," I had started to slip a finger inside my tight
teenage cunt. I heard another rustle, this time closer. I could picture my
Uncle standing in the doorway, the bulge in his pants even larger now,
demanding to be released. With another moan my door creaked again. I
glanced back, slowly and without stopping the motion of my hand between my
legs, rubbing at my clit and sliding a finger in and out of my wet
slit. And that's when I saw almost exactly what I'd been expecting. Except
instead of my Uncle, it was my oldest brother Geoff. I grinned, wide and
slowly. He cleared his throat, stepped into my room and closed the door
behind him.

"Busy?" Geoff asked me, completely straight faced and serious.

I grinned, wide. I could clearly see the huge bulge in his pants. My oldest
brother was clearly turned on by the sight before him. I got up off my
knees and turned over, sitting open legged on the edge of my bed. My hand
still dancing between my thighs, rubbing my slit softly.

"Nah, I'm pretty open for company," I smirked. "What's up?" I asked as I
let my eyes slowly wander back down to the bulge in Geoff's pants, still
smirking. He cleared his throat again and stepped toward me until he was
standing between my legs.

"Oh, nothing much," the scent of sex assailed my nose and it was driving me
wild. Geoff chuckled, my gaze hadn't left his crotch as he moved closer to
me and I was now face to face with it. He just stood there, smirking down
at me as my eyes flicked from the obvious hard on in his pants to his eyes
and back down. It was like he wasn't at all embarrassed or bashful at the
idea of having his little sister do something sexual to him. In fact, it
was like he was encouraging me to just rip off his pants and shove his cock
into my mouth.

And that's exactly what I did. I reached up with both hands and undid my
oldest brothers pants. I pulled them down and was happily surprised to see
he wasn't wearing any underwear. I only managed to yank his pants down to
the knee because the moment his cock was in view, I almost froze. It was
better than I'd imagined it would be.

Geoff was already dripping with pre-cum as I stuck my tongue out and licked
his tip. We both moaned at the same time and one of his hands grabbed a
handful of my hair and lightly pushed my mouth closer to his cock. I had
sucked enough guys off in my life to know what this meant, and happily
obliged my big brother by wrapping my lips around his cock head and sucking
his thick hard girth into my throat. The feeling of my oldest brothers big
thick cock invading my mouth and throat made my pussy lips even more wet. I
dug my finger nails into his hips as I started to slowly slide my lips up
and down along the length of his sex. Every time the tip of his cock hit
the back of my throat, my older brother would make the best noise.

"Oh Tya," he moaned. I just smiled, moaning as I worked away at his
cock. Most guys would have started to waver after standing like that for so
long, but my brother's legs were runners legs. I dug my nails deeper into
his hips, overly excited by both the scent of his sex and the feel of it
sliding along against my tongue, between my lips. I pried one hand off from
his hip and started to lightly stroke and caress Geoff's balls. He started
to gasp between his moans, and I beamed with pride at making my oldest
sibling feel so good. I continued to lick, suck, stroke and caress away at
my brothers cock and balls, wanting nothing more than to taste his cum. I
was curious about how it would taste, if he'd taste anything like Ryan, or
if he'd taste more like mom.

"Cum for me," I cooed up at him, very much like mom had to me not too long
ago. "I want to taste you, Geoff." I was moaning, my other hand removing
itself from his other hip and wraping itself around his base. I started to
suck just the tip of his cock, flicking my tongue over it randomly as my
grip tightened around him and I started to pump it up and down his length,
from his base to my lips and back down again. My other hand was still busy
stroking, massaging and playing with his balls.

"Oh fuck yes," Geoff moaned out. "My ass," he was almost mumbling in
bliss. "My ass, Tya. Play with it." I knew almost immediately what he
wanted. I had experimented enough with other boys and so quickly moved my
hand from his balls, bringing one finger up to my lips. I pulled them away
from his tip only for a moment to lick and slobber all over one of the
fingers, lubing it up. And as I rubbed my finger tip against his tight
pucker, I returned my lips to the tip of his cock, sucking and licking at
him with a new intensity. Knowing that my big brother loved to have his ass
played with got me even hotter. I had to have his cum right then and there.

"Cum for me!" I growled against his cock, suddenly pushing my finger inside
his firm tight ass. I started to wiggle my finger around and flick the tip
of my tongue against the tip of his cock at the same speed, when all of a
sudden he started to clench down on my finger. Both his hands came down on
the back of my head, and he thrust his hips forward, pushing his cock
deeper into my mouth as he came, and came hard. My oldest brother Geoff
covered the entire inside of my mouth with his warm, sweet cum. Wave after
wave of it.

When he finally calmed down, he started laughing. I pulled my finger out
from between his cheeks, and pushed away his hands in order to free myself
from his grasp. Sliding his cock out of my mouth and swallowing his entire
load, I smirked up at him.

"What's so funny?" I couldn't help chuckling as well.

"I only came down here to tell you Dad wants to talk to you." Geoff kept
laughing, "but damn that was so much better than just delivering a
message."

I snorted out a laugh, "Well damn, I better get my ass up there and see
what he wants." I stood and my brother wrapped his arms around me
tightly. He hugged me for a while before he moved his lips to my neck and
started to kiss and nibble at it like a lover would.

"I'll be waiting right here on your bed," he whispered into my ear. "I'm no
where near done with you."

As I climbed both sets of stairs, on my way from my bedroom to my parents,
I couldn't help grinning. I'd been fantasizing about being with Geoff ever
since Ryan and I had started fooling around. The only thing hotter than my
fantasies about Geoff were my fantasies of having both Ryan and Geoff at
the same time. The shorts and t shirt I'd tossed on to walk through the
house were barely concealing my arousal. My nipples were hard and the
fabric between my legs was moist with my juices. I was still so turned on
from sucking off my oldest brother, but now my mind was wandering to having
both my brothers at once and the fabric between my legs was getting even
more wet.

"Come in," My dad called from the other side of his bedroom door. I had
knocked softly, distracted, but he had still heard it. Reaching out and
turning the doorknob I stepped inside my parents room. The scent of sex hit
me like a wall. I closed the door behind me as I tried to place the exact
scent. It was the smell I had gotten off Geoff at first, before I started
to suck him off.

"Interesting," I thought to myself. "You wanted to see me, Dad?" I said
aloud, trying to fight back a smirk.

"Yeah," My father was wearing nothing but a robe, tightly cinched at the
waist, and slippers. "I wanted to make sure you made sure your Uncle was
all settled in and comfortable. Did you?"

I smirked again, if Geoff hadn't come down I would have eventually gotten
Uncle Dominic into my room for some 'relaxation'. "Yeah, he's all unpacked
and settled in Ryan's room."

"Good," Dad flopped down onto his bed, leaning back against the head board
as he started to take off his slippers. "I just want to make sure he's
comfortable and taken care of." It was either the pure scent of sex filling
the room, or the fact that I was still so very wound up from having fun
with Geoff but I was feeling bold. Whatever it was, I stepped forward to
the end of my parents bed.

"Would you like me to help make you comfortable and," I let my gaze
noticeably wander to between my Dad's legs, licking my upper lip, "taken
care of?"

"Ex..excuse me?" Dad's voice cracked noticeably. I couldn't tell whether it
was from embarrassment or excitement, but I wasn't going to back
down. Mental images of my fathers strong arms wrapped around my young
supple naked body were making the wet spot on my shorts slowly grow. I
climbed up on to the bed, my tight t shirt doing nothing to hide the
firmness of my breasts and how very hard my nipples were. Dad cleared his
throat and kept looking from me to the door. "Did you lock it behind you?"

A huge grin spread across my lips, he was contemplating what I was
offering. I shook my head 'no' slowly, sitting back on my legs, knees
spread. The sides of my fathers nostrils flared slightly, I could tell he
was sniffing the air for the new scent. The scent of my desire. Without
taking off his second slipper he got down off the bed and rushed over to
the bedroom door, to lock it. Privacy. Just Dad and I in his bedroom. I
hadn't realized until that moment how badly I wanted my Daddy. He returned
to the bedside almost as quickly, his robe obviously tented. Without a word
he grinned down at me and grabbed my waist, turning me and pulling me to
the edge of the bed. I could hear his breathing quicken as he lowered
himself to his knees, licking his lips.

"Take your shorts off for Daddy," he ordered and I obeyed. Leaning back and
kicking my legs out from underneath me I wiggled out of my shorts, and
dropped them on the floor beside him. I could hear in his breathing that he
was now fully hard. How could he not have been? My father was face to face
with a view of my dripping wet tight hairless teenage pussy. "Oh baby
girl," my Father cooed at me, "let Daddy have a taste." And without another
word, my father buried his face between my legs.

"Oh Daddy!" I couldn't help but moan out. He had caught me a little by
surprise with how willing he had been to throw societal rules out the
window and engage in such naughty sexual activities with his only
daughter. The thought of how naughty, how 'wrong' and dirty it was what we
were doing made me even hotter for him. Even wetter. And as my fathers
tongue lapped away at me, licking and probing my slit and the beautiful nub
of my clit, I had to take the time to bask in the pure pleasure of it
all. For a moment I wondered if there was something wrong and twisted about
me that I enjoyed this rebellion to the norm so much, but it was quickly
taken over by the amazement at how great my father was at eating out my
pussy. He was almost better than mom, a fact I almost let slip out with a
moan, but caught myself in time to simply moan out "Oh Daddy! You're so
good at that!".

His tongue was talented, but not as talented as moms, and it flicked across
my clitoris randomly causing me to gasp and moan at uneven
pacing. Encouraged by my noises his tongue explored further, licking all
the way up from the bottom of my slit to my clit. A kiss at each pussy lip
and then his tongue darted inside me. Oh it felt so amazing. My daddy's
tongue wiggling about happily inside my cunt.

"Oh! Oh fuck Daddy! Oh yes!" I couldn't hold it back. My thighs clamped
down on his shoulders, holding him in place, as my pussy walls
simultaneously clamped down on his tongue. The orgasm was amazing. The best
I'd ever had, especially from oral alone. I screamed out in pure ecstasy as
my nails dug into the sheets of his bed. My parents bed. No doubt the bed I
myself was conceived in. Everything about the situation was so hot, so
amazingly sexy that it kept pushing me forward. I wanted more. I wanted my
fathers cock. I wanted it inside me and I wanted it now. The only thing
that would have made it hotter would be to have everyone in that room. Mom,
Ryan, Geoff, hell even Uncle Dominic. To have a big, sexy, amazingly
naughty family orgy.

Once I'd started to calm down my fathers tongue once more started to lap at
my pussy lips. Slowly, gently. He was licking up the juices from my orgasm,
my cum. He moaned with the pleasure of the taste, the way one would at the
dinner table. It made me giggle. When I giggled he looked up at me, my cum
coating the goatee around his mouth and grinned at me. I blushed and looked
away.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" My fathers deep voice asked, softly, as he raised
himself from between my legs.

"Nothing," I grinned back up at him. With him standing, I could see his
fully erect cock, dripping with pre. It was clear he had been more than
happy to taste my cunt. He rubbed my thighs lightly, sweetly, like a father
would do to comfort.

"It's okay," he reassured me, "it's natural to want to show your love for
your family. That's what this was. I was showing you how much I love you."
I couldn't help but giggle. He had misunderstood.

"Oh Daddy," I chuckled, "I'm not embarrassed. I just," my voice faltered. I
never really was good at asking for what I wanted. "I just want more." I
beamed, and my father beamed with pride right back.

"That's my girl," he grinned. "And what does Daddy's little princess want
more of?" As he asked this he had slid a hand to between my legs and a
finger was suddenly knuckle deep between my folds. More colour poured into
my cheeks, this time from the heat of arousal.

"Well that's simple," I tried to say without letting my voice quiver like
it wanted to as he began sliding his finger in and out of my folds
slowly. "I want your cock." He paused, his finger halfway out of my slit
and noticeably shivered. I didn't think it possible, but with his shiver
his member grew even harder.

"Oh sweety," he moaned, "tell Daddy where you want his cock." I smirked, he
was clearly enjoying hearing me say such naughty things. I would happily
oblige him, especially after he had just given me the best 'tongue lashing'
of my life, to this point.

"Balls deep inside my tight wet cunt, Daddy." I was starting to gain more
confidence the more my fathers cock started to glisten with pre. He was
enjoying my dirty talk more than anyone else ever had. I licked my lips and
looked deep into his eyes. "Please," I begged as not only my words but my
eyes pleaded for his cock.

Without a word my father slipped his finger out from between my pussy lips
and positioned himself between my thighs so his cock head was rubbing
softly up and down my slit. It would hit my clit in a way that made me
shiver and moan softly. He smiled, widely, as he finally thrust deep inside
me. Hilting his cock completely in my tight teen cunt.

"Oh my little girl!" My father moaned, as he tried to push his cock even
further inside me. His cock head was already pressing against my cervix and
I couldn't help whimpering with the painful pleasure of it. He leaned
forward and took one of my nipples into his mouth, licking and nibbling it
as he began to thrust his cock in and out of my pussy, always fully hilting
again, always pressing against my cervix.

"Daddy," I whimpered as the pain started to get to me. "Daddy it hurts," my
lip quivered as I tried to hold back tears of pain. My father stopped,
straightened, and pulled his cock completely out of my pussy.

"Oh sweety, I didn't know," he cooed as he dropped to his knees and kissed
my pussy lips. "I thought you had experience honey," his hand came up to
lightly stroke my thigh as he kissed my lips once more. "Daddy didn't mean
to hurt you baby."

Recovering quickly from the discomfort, I couldn't help but giggle. "Oh
Daddy, I didn't mean that." I smirked, realizing my father had just thought
he had roughly taken my virginity. "I've had sex," I moaned softly with the
memory of the most recent time Ryan's cock was buried balls deep in my
cunt. "You just kept hitting something that hurt." I blushed, embarrassed
at not knowing my own body well enough to be able to explain what exactly
he had been hitting.

"You're cervix dear," he smiled softly chuckling at his own
assumption. "Daddy's cock was pushing against the part of your pussy that
opens into your womb." He kissed my pussy once more before standing and
positioning himself once more between my thighs. "Daddy really likes the
way that feels," he smirked down at me. "Do you think you can handle the
pain?" I suddenly realized that my father was going to fuck me a lot
rougher than I had ever been fucked before, and for some reason it sent a
tingle up my spine.

"I'll try Daddy," I was excited to experience all my father had to teach me
and hoped there was more to it than simply fucking me harder than I'd ever
been fucked.

"Good," My father smiled sweetly and leaned forward to kiss my neck
tenderly. "Because I'm going to make you hurt." And with that he
simultaneously buried his teeth into the flesh at my neck and shoved his
cock balls deep into my cunt once more. Thrusting in and out roughly, he
kept his jaw's grip at my neck so hard I was sure I was bleeding. He
growled almost angrily as he forced his cock head against my cervix with
every thrust.

I couldn't breath at first, it hurt so much. But when I finally managed to
get air in and whimper out in pain the adrenaline of it all had me so hot I
didn't care anymore. I threw my arms around my fathers body as his hips
humped hard and fast into me, and growled right back at him as I clawed at
his back. I left marks, cuts and trails of blood down his hairy back,
digging my nails in right as his teeth finally broke skin and my father,
cock pounding away at my pussy, made me bleed.

I screamed out, not just from pain, but from pure pleasure as his bite sent
me over the edge and I came and came hard. My walls clenched and squeezed
my fathers cock hard with the intensity of my orgasm, my nails digging even
deeper into his back. And with what almost sounded like a roar, my father
released my neck from his jaw's grasp and came too. Hard, coating the walls
of my cunt with his seed.

Panting, his lips and chin covered in my blood and my hands in his, my
father pulled his cock out of my cunt and collapsed face first onto the bed
beside me. I lay there stone still, also panting and recovering. I don't
know how long I laid there for, but eventually my father started to
snore. The intensity of his orgasm, and no doubt the one he had had before
with Geoff, had completely exhausted my father. I smiled to myself,
chuckled softly and stealthly climbed down off his bed. Retrieving my
clothes from the floor, I dressed on my way to his bedroom door, which I
unlocked and slowly opened.

Blood now dripping down my collar bone and onto my breast I descended the
stairs back down to my bedroom. Gran and Gramps weren't anywhere to be
found on the main floor, so I assumed they had gone to bed. When I finally
made it back into my bedroom Ryan's door was closed, no doubt Uncle Dominic
had also gone to sleep. I opened my bedroom door, with that all too
familiar creak and Geoff was waiting patiently on my bed. Laying sprawled
across it and reading one of my many manga.

"Jesus, what the hell happened to you?" He gasped as he noticed me barely
standing in my own doorway.

"Dad," I managed to get out before my legs finally gave out. I fell to my
floor, not from the pain of what he had done, but from the intensity of the
orgasm he had given me. Geoff jumped off my bed and scooped me up in his
arms, carried me to my bed and laid me down gently.

"Jesus fuck, I didn't know he was mad at you." I smirked, my brother had
assumed our father had hurt me out of rage. That I had done something to
bring on his wrath, as the boys often had done in childhood. I shook my
head and opened my mouth to explain, but then closed it quickly. How much
could I tell Geoff? I knew he and dad had fucked before he came down here
to tell me dad wanted to see me. I had even sucked his dick before going
upstairs to get fucked by my father. I smiled and realized I could tell him
everything.

"Geoff, I know you and dad had sex," I said as I managed to prop myself up
against the wall, sitting up on my bed. Geoff didn't really react except to
slowly smirk and move himself to sit beside me, propped up against the wall
as well. "And while you've been away at college, Ryan and I have been
fucking too." I smirked, as this revelation made my older brother react. He
seemed surprised at first, then his smirk grew even more.

"Hot," he said approvingly. "Is he bigger than me?" I laughed and didn't
answer.

"Boys, always concerned with size." I chuckled again but this time flinched
as the movement made the wound on my neck stab with pain. Geoff noticed my
flinch and squinted at me, seeing the blood for the first time in the dim
of my room.

"Jesus," he muttered again as he stood up to go get the first aid kit. I
grabbed his hand to stop him momentarily.

"I'm not done and I'm alright," I smiled and he sat back down on my
bed. "Mom too. But for some reason mom wanted to keep it quiet, so she Ryan
and I have been doing all this behind dad's back."

"Dad didn't want anyone to know about us either." He shook his head and
laughed softly, "I guess our whole family is afraid of what everyone else
will think if they find out. But we're all doing it, hey?" I laughed too
this time, finding the humour in it.

"Is he rough with you Geoff?" I asked, bringing a hand up to my neck for
the first time to assess the severity of the bite. Wincing with the pain of
even my own touch, I flashed back to the moment my father had made the mark
with his cock buried deep between my legs and moaned softly, happily, at
the memory.

"No," Geoff shook his head, "at least he's never made me bleed. Jesus, are
you sure you're okay?" He lightly placed his hand over my own on my neck,
worry and concern running rampant in his eyes.

"I could use a band aid, but I'll be fine. I've just never," I paused,
trying to find the words to describe it to my oldest brother. "I've never
been used like that. It was so raw, so powerful. Yeah it hurt, but it also
felt amazing." I looked over into Geoff's eyes, "but it also hurt." I
repeated and then giggled. Geoff moved his hand from lightly resting on my
own, to cup my cheek gently.

"Let me show you how amazing it can feel without making you bleed." And
then he kissed me. Softly, but also passionately. His lips pressed into
mine like he needed them to live. It sent a shiver down my entire body and
for a moment I completely forgot about my neck and that he was my
brother. After what seemed like an eternity, Geoff broke the kiss and with
a moan he whispered. "Let me make love to you, Tya."

I let go of my neck and nodded, throwing my arms around his shoulders as I
came in for a kiss this time. I parted my lips and slid my tongue out
against his own lips, which opened eagerly and his tongue quickly found
mine. We kissed passionately, and he slipped his arms around my
waist. Neither of us seemed to want to break the kiss, so for a while we
just sat there in each others embrace, lips pressed against each other.

With our lips hungrily attached to one another, Geoff took me in his big
strong arms and repositioned us both so I was laying on my back and he was
laying on his side beside me. He would lightly slide a hand down the
unwounded side of my neck, over my shoulder, and would lightly caress and
trace the contours of my body. His heavy hand rubbing, squeezing and
massaging my breast. Then it would find it's way down my side, where he
would happily grasp onto my hip as he would deepen our kiss even further. I
moaned, happily, into his mouth. Shivered with the pleasure of his touch as
his hand moved down my outer thigh, only to have his fingertips lightly
brush their way back up my inner thigh. I was certain at that moment, when
his finger tips were mere inches from my pussy lips, that he was going to
slide them inside me, but instead they detoured to my hip again and Geoff
broke our kiss. His lips kissed their way across my cheek and up over to my
ear.

"Tya," he whispered, sliding his hand up to rest just under my breast.

"Yes, Geoff?" I also whispered, though I didn't know why we were being so
quiet.

"I, uh, well I," my confident brother stuttered. "I love you, Tya."

"I love you too, Geoff," I smiled, half chuckling.

"No," his voice wavered. "I really love you." He emphasized the word 'love'
as though he were telling me this was much more than merely family
love. Once I caught on to what he was trying to tell me, my cheeks burst
into a blush. I couldn't understand it.

"But, why?" Was all I managed to get out. In response to which my brother
just laughed. His laugh was amazing, hearty and full of joy, not to mention
every exhale of breath tickled my ear and sent shivers down my spine. When
he had finished laughing he didn't answer me, instead he pressed his lips
to mine once more and just kissed me like nothing else mattered. It was the
most passionate and amazing kiss I'd ever had, and in that moment I knew no
words would ever be able to explain my brothers romantic love for me, but
it was all there in his kiss.

With his confession made, my brother began once more to explore my body
with his hand. He threw a leg over mine, and used it to pull my legs open,
I happily obliged. Geoff then positioned himself between my thighs,
kneeling down so as to keep his lips pressed to mine. But now both his
hands were free to roam all across my body, and they did. They lightly
traced the outside of my breasts, flowed down my sides to my hips, rubbed
at my thighs and then one came back up to my side. He slipped it under me,
and placed his palm up between my shoulder blades. Geoff held my body
against his as his other hand disappeared between our bodies. He broke the
kiss once more, but only kept his lips a fraction of an inch from my own.

"You're beautiful," he whispered breathily before his free hand guided the
head of his cock to my awaiting opening. I was wet, not just from the
afterglow of what had occurred moments before upstairs in my parents
bedroom, but for another reason. I was looking forward to making love to my
brother. Not merely having sex with him, as I had fantasized about day
after day in the shower and on my solo runs. I wanted everything he had to
give me, including his passion and his love.

I was too distracted to blush at his compliment, but soon enough colour
came to my cheeks as he slowly pushed himself inside me. It was gentle, and
yet it still hurt. Geoff was probably one of the thickest I had ever been
with and it was hard enough to take in my mouth alone. But now his hard
cock was slowly stretching my pussy lips and it felt amazing. He continued
to push into me at a snails pace, something that must have been hard for
him to do as he panted out with the effort of his control against my
lips. It seemed like eternity before he would finally be hilted inside me,
but for once I didn't mind the wait. At one point I thought he had, but I
was wrong, his cock head was merely pressing against my cervix unable, at
the moment, to pass beyond it. I winced in pain, as I was still sore from
the events with my father. I must have whimpered out as well, because Geoff
pulled back rather quickly.

He opened his mouth, as though he was about to apologize, but I didn't want
to hear it and took the opportunity to press my open lips against his and
dart my tongue into his mouth. With a moan of pleasure he happily accepted
it and his own tongue was quickly twirling and playing with mine in his
muzzle. Geoff must have mentally noted where my cervix was because he never
hit it again. His slow pushing turned into slow pumping, which eventually
gave way to slowly thrusting long and as deep as he dared inside me. It was
beyond amazing. It went on for a long time, my brother's long hard cock
thrusting inside me in a controlled and slow manner while his tongue licked
at my own. It was bliss and I moaned out happily into his kiss.

"Oh, Geoff," I moaned, breaking the kiss only long enough to let it out. He
let me kiss him a little while longer before he broke it once more.

"Oh, Tya," he sounded almost like he was whimpering as he brought his free
hand up to brush some of my hair behind my ear.

"This really is amazing," I moaned, blushing softly. I had never had any
sex quite like this before. "You're amazing, Geoff." He seemed to blush
himself, like what I had just said meant the world to him. "But you don't
have to hold back anymore," I wanted him to continue to make love to me,
but I also wanted him to rock me with an orgasm, and more than anything I
wanted him to cum.

"If you say so," Geoff smiled, sweetly. "But I'm still going to make love
to you." And with that he pulled me up. Holding me in the air with the arm
around my back he kissed my neck, his lips covering the bite marks our
father had left. It hurt a bit, but he was so gentle about it that it
wasn't any worse than the pain I had caused myself when laughing. He
started thrusting into me more, a little harder, but definitely faster. His
free hand cupping one of my breasts as he mumbled into my neck, still
softly kissing it, "you are the most amazing woman."

I blushed, hotly, and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. One hand coming
up and gently grabbing a handful of his hair, while the other traveled
lower and pressed against his lower back. He kissed my neck, over and over,
every time touching directly on the bloody mess that was the neck wound our
father had marked me with. Every time his lips touched it, it sent shocks
through my nerves, but combined with his thrusting it felt amazing. I
moaned out his name, loudly, no longer caring if anyone in the house heard
us. This seemed to push Geoff over the edge as he moaned my name right
back, muffled by my neck of course, as he started plowing into me. He was
still careful not to hit my cervix, but now he had found a better spot. My
G spot. Geoff's cock head rubbed and pressed against it with every thrust
of his hips, and soon I was not only moaning out his name, I was nearly
screaming it in ecstasy.

I'm not sure whether it was fear of someone hearing my screams, or just
because he had to get another taste of my lips, but he covered my mouth
with his and as he kissed me with every ounce of desire and passion in him,
my body exploded and clenched tightly to his. My velvet walls gripping his
cock tightly, my arms squeezing his body tighter against my own. My orgasm
sparked his own, and this time my brother shoved his cock completely inside
me. The orgasm opening my cervix enough to let his cock head force it's way
through. It hurt, a lot, but it also felt amazing mid-orgasm. And there,
hilted fully inside my pussy walls, my brother came. His cum spilling out
against the walls of my uterus, coating the inside of my womb.

As we both started to coming down from the high of climax, we collapsed on
my bed. Geoff still above me, nearly crushing me with his sturdy frame. I
had to struggle to push him up, and once he realized he was causing me pain
he propped himself up on his elbows. Grinning down at me he kissed me once
more, a little less dramatically as before, but still with tender love.

"Oh Tya," he could only manage to say, and he kept saying it over and over
between kisses. After a while he pulled his limp cock out from between my
thighs and flopped on the bed beside me once more. This time he pulled me
up onto my side as well, before reaching to the head of my bed and grabbing
my pillows. Then he wrapped his arms around me and cuddled me, our heads at
the foot of my bed and our feet at the head. And I fell asleep like
that. Wrapped in my eldest brothers loving embrace in the afterglow of
having made love for the first time.

I awoke, slowly, with my eyes still closed. I expected Geoff to be gone,
just like my mother and Ryan had disappeared after the first time we all
had sex, but I could still feel his arms around me. His body pressed into
my back. I smiled and laid awake for a while listening to his breathing. He
slowly came awake as well, his internal clock clearly still on the same
schedule we had when he lived at home and we would go running in the
mornings.

"You awake?" He whispered softly into my neck. I nodded slowly in response,
which got me a kiss against my neck again. "Are you up for a run?" I could
hear the smile in his voice.

"Always." I pulled myself from his grasp and stood beside my bed,
stretching lazily as he admired my body from where he still lay.

"Mmm, you really are gorgeous." He blushed as he smiled, "Let's go run
through the valley." This time his lips spread into a grin. No one was ever
in the valley this time of morning and even if someone did come by, there
were plenty of places between the tree's to hide from sight and fool
around.

"That sound's like a great idea." I grinned as I searched my room for my
running shoes. Bent over at the waist I finally found them hidden under my
desk chair. Suddenly I felt my brothers morning wood pressing up between my
butt cheeks. He was rubbing his erection slowly up and down between them.

"Mmm, I'll meet you outside then." His voice told me he had the same idea I
did about what we were going to do halfway through our run in the valley.
Then all at once Geoff was gone, no doubt clearing the stairs two at a time
on his way up to his own bedroom to retrieve his own running shoes.

As I waited out on the front lawn, warming up and stretching waiting for
Geoff to walk out through the front door, I started to feel butterflies.
And as soon as his tall handsome figure stepped out into the glow of the
rising sun, I knew exactly why. I loved him too.