During the summer months my family rented a cabin on the river. When we got old enough we were allowed one friend each with their mother's permission. The boys, my brother and his friend, slept in the loft. Myself and my friend we slept in the second room. My parents slept in the other room. There was one bathroom for everyone. But it never really bothered anyone.

The boys were fifteen and we were thirteen. We were over at the swimming hole and my brother kidded us into taking our tops off and they laughed at our tits. They pushed their trunks down and swung their dicks around. We laughed and then we got serious and we touched their dicks and held them in our hand and looking back and forth at each other, we put their dicks in our mouths. We gave our first blowjob.

They wanted to see pussy and we let them pull our pants off and we opened our legs and let them look. We opened our pussy with our fingers for them and let them poke their finger in our vagina. And then let them poke their dicks in our vagina. I held onto my brother neck real hard, real hard and he told me he was going to lose it and to let him go, but I held on for all my might and he did lose it, all of it right inside my vagina. The other boy with my friend, he lost it all over her front and she had to wipe it off with her panties.

It got real quiet and we sat on the edge of the dock and watched the fish swim in the setting sunlight. My brother asked me if I was upset with him and I said no, it wasn't his fault. Next time he told me I had to let go of his neck.

But there wasn't another time, or next time. My friend didn't come to the river with me the next year and my brother's friend had moved out of town. It was just the two of us up there, I was fourteen and I had to learn how to cook and I was on my period that week. I gave him a hand job down on the dock, but that's as far as it went that summer.

As we went through high school we had normal sex at home. Like a married couple. He would touch me with his fingers and sometimes kiss me on my bottom, which always drew electricity and made it easier for him to get my legs open for him. Why we had intercourse with him on my back, who knows, but that's how we did it. That's how I liked it. I knew how to lift my hips for him, he never had a hard time getting it in.

I got married later on when I was all grown up. But I have never gotten used to my husband. Not even after ten years. For me to enjoy sex I have sex with my brother. Just like we did when were kids growing up, I lay on my stomach and he kisses my bottom and feels me up between my legs until I am pretty wet before he gets on me. I love the weight on my back, how he holds me with his hands to get leverage, how he uses his hips. I don't know, I just love how he makes love and has sex with me.