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I'm Amy. I'm still a virgin-embarrassingly-and it's not like I'm not attractive. I was-I mean, not to brag or anything. I have muddy blonde hair, long and to my butt, which was perky and tight. I have small but firm breasts, and a heart-shaped face with icy blue eyes. I was one of the most popular girls in Marchton High School.*It's just because most of the guys at my school were complete bastards, and I was insecure around them. That's why I had like a collection of porn DVDs and sex toys. I just turned sixteen last month, and I was getting curvier everyday, and my family was noticing it.At dinner, dad was eyeing my boobs rather...um, greedily. "Well, Amerelle," he said, using my full name. I blushed. I hated when he said that. Amerelle-who's name is as weird as that? "I see you're...growing up."Max, my idiot bastard brother who's two years older than me, laughed and nearly squirted milk out his nose. "Dad, are you like, into incest or something?"Now dad blushed. "Now Max. Don't mention that sort of stuff around-""Oh, come on dad," Max snorted. "We all know about it."See, this is the weird thing with our family. I'm Amerelle and Max is Maximillian.I rolled my eyes, finished my dinner, and set my plate in the sink. "I'm going to do homework now, okay?""Now, hold istanbul travesti (https://www.travestiistanbul.info/) on, honey," mom said, grabbing my wrist. "Your brother Max has some things to say to you.""Oh, no!" I groaned. This was a family tradition-every other sibling gave the next sibling the speech about you-know-what, and Max had given me the entire details about how horriblely boring and awkward it was. Our big twenty-year old brother, Pete, (ugh, full name Peteson) had given Max about it-he would tell me, but I was just glad I didn't have a younger sibling to tell it to.Max groaned, rolling his eyes, and got up from his chair. He lead me into the den, and plopped down onto the couch. He put his hands behind his head and eyed my ass as I sat down. I swatted his leg. "Ow, what's your problem, little sis?""Don't be such a bastard," I rolled my eyes. My brother had a reputation around his school for playing girls, and he always invited his friends to get to his room and masturbate with beer-and of course, mom and dad didn't know."Anyway, blah, blah, blah, blah, don't have sex until your married, stay out of strip clubs, blah, blah," he said. "Whatever. My way: just do whatever you want, just don't let mom*and dad see.""Oh, wow," I sighed. "Great brother you istanbul travestileri (https://www.travestiistanbul.info/) are, huh?"He didn't say anything, but I had a feeling he murmured, "Sexy sis, huh."I quietly ran up the stairs and got into my room. The conversation with my brother...well, it sort of made me wet. I shoved my hand down my thongs (long story, party last night) and felt my pussy. I gasped. It was fucking wet. My pussy was like a bowl, and it held all of my sticky pre-cum. I took my finger out and licked it. Salty and sweet.I nearly ripped off my skinny jeans. I took off my shirt until all I wore were the thongs. I locked the door, plopped onto my bed, and made sure my thick blanket was wrapped around me. It was all fluffy and poofed up, and I felt comfortable. I played my porn DVD. I shoved my conviently cock-shaped TV remote down my panties and spread my pussy lips around it. I started grinding up and down on it, and groaning so hard as two guys started a gangbang with a slutty girl. I got so carried away grinding, humping the TV remote so hard, that the danger of wetting the remote and breaking it was nothing compared to how incredibly horny I felt.*I shuddered from my spine to my pussy, and suddenly cum shot out of my pussy. I trembled back travesti (https://www.travestiistanbul.info/) and forth, rocking on the bed, and sweat beads rolled off my forehead, neck, and back. I never felt so horny. I took out the remote control, before it could break-but it was so slippery it slipped out of my hands. It fell on the floor and the batteries fell out, but I didn't care. I got my fluffiest pillow and tucked it between my legs, wedging a jelly bean-bag near my pussy. I started humping that so hard I was afraid the jelly might burst out. Before long I cummed so hard I didn't hear my screaming until five minutes after I started. I was biting my lip really hard, but it felt so fucking good I didn't care.I heard heavy footsteps on the stairs. I gasped and reconsidered. If it were my dad, he would freak out and probably send me to military school-but if it were Max, then-The door burst open. Max was grinning from ear to ear. "I knew you were playing with yourself. What's that, a remote control? Ha. Wow, you know, that's not nearly*as big as my dick." He laughed. "And a pillow? Nice."I was blushing so hard I forgot to cover my pussy. Worst, my tits were floppy (great, it gets big now as soon as Max comes) and spilled over my chest. My pussy was still dripping wet. Max's eyes roamed from my crazed, wide eyes to my red lips, down my sweaty, slender neck to my tits, down my flat stomach, to my little wet pussy. It lingered there, watching my cum*roll off my pussy and drip onto my bed. He watched the drops rolling down my slender, long legs, and my eyes watched his erection form.