Imagine my surprise when I walked into the kitchen and found Vityka peacefully drinking tea.

"Good morning, sis!" — it seemed my brother was in a great mood today.

"Morning. Aren't you going to work today?" — my voice carried a note of disappointment; it looked like my day of freedom

was canceled.

"I have the day off today. Unexpectedly. I suggest we spend it together. We could go for a walk or ride the rides at the park?! And in the evening, we'll go to a restaurant!"

I thought it over. I didn't have any special plans for the day; I was planning to rest and enjoy solitude all day. But I liked the restaurant idea. At eighteen, I had never been to such an "adult" place.

"Alright, let's go. I have nothing better to do anyway." — I said it as indifferently as possible, but my soul was rejoicing.

After breakfast, we set off. I never imagined hanging out with Vityka could be so much fun! We spent the whole day walking, riding carousels, eating cotton candy, and just fooling around. Closer to evening, we stopped by home to change and went to the restaurant. I put on a short black strapless dress and high heels.

"My God, Lodka! You look amazing! When did you grow up?!" — my brother gave me an interested look, lingering on my firm, toned butt and appetizing breasts, with clearly visible nipples.

I just smiled back shyly. No one had ever looked at me with such a hot, frank gaze before. Something hot and thrilling flared up in my lower abdomen and spread in a wave throughout my body. I tried to calm down; I shouldn't show my state.

I really liked the restaurant. The prevailing semi-darkness gave the place an intimate atmosphere. We chose a table in a quiet corner.

"Maybe we should have some champagne, what do you think?" — Vitya gave me that same hot look again. I nodded in embarrassment.

To be honest, I had only tried alcohol once before, at the graduation party. That day, I gained my first experience, both alcoholic and sexual. Overdoing the drinks, I gave myself to a classmate who asked me to talk. But my brother didn't know that champagne and I are incompatible, and I didn't want to "lose face" in front of him.

From the very first glass, I realized I was starting to lose my head. I was openly flirting and teasing my own brother! And after the bottle I drank, I barely remember what happened.

My brother, putting his arm around my waist, helped me into a taxi. I dozed off, consciousness coming and going. But even in that state, I felt a sheer thirst for sex!

I woke up in Vityka's arms as he was carrying me into the apartment. Entering the room, he carefully laid me on the bed.

"Don't go." — I wrapped my arms around his neck.

And then, what I both feared and passionately desired happened.

Our lips touched, my breath caught, for a split second we just felt each other. My heart was pounding wildly, trying to escape my chest. I felt his hesitant movement and responded with all the passion hidden deep within me.

We couldn't stop, the kiss lingered, neither I nor my brother were in control anymore. Each connection was deeper, more commanding than the last. A hot, wet tongue penetrated inside, making my lower abdomen ache sweetly.

When I came to my senses, I was already without my dress. Vitya was covering my skin with tender, quick kisses. His lips touched my breast, and a long moan escaped my lips. With his tongue, my brother made slow circular motions around the tense, pink nipple, leaving a wet trail behind.

Finally, he spread my legs and merged in a kiss with my labia. I had never had oral sex before; I could only imagine what it was like, but I didn't expect it to feel this good.

A heated tongue penetrated the wet, juice-flowing cave. How sweet it was! Each new action made my body arch like a bow.

Breaking away from me, Viktor mounted on top. I felt his huge, tense weapon of passion pressing right at the entrance to my vagina. Spreading the folds of my lower lips with his hand, my brother inserted his cock at the very beginning of the thorny path. My vaginal muscles were tense.

My partner pushed his penis inside gently and stopped. Then the action repeated, and so centimeter by centimeter, he made his way inside.

When his member was fully inside me, Vitya froze. He gave me time to feel and sense all his might and power.

But my brother didn't give me any more breaks. He began thrusting in and out, speeding up the pace. Sometimes it seemed like he wanted to pierce me through. Each subsequent thrust was stronger and deeper.

As for me, at that moment, I simply lost control. My instincts took over, and I responded to every movement with animalistic cries. Vityka was also crying out, occasionally biting my neck.

Our dance of love lasted several minutes, and then I felt IT. It spread in a wave from my fingertips throughout my body; I had never experienced such pleasure before. So this is what HAPPINESS feels like.

I was snapped out of my state of euphoria by my brother's loud cry, and then I felt the hot seed inside me. Exhausted, Vitya collapsed on top.

I gazed into his happy face and understood that from this day on, he wasn't just my brother; he was my beloved.

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