Oh... um... Ace? I'm not sure if I'm ready for that quite yet. It sounded nice when you said we could do things slowly and learn together. Can we maybe start with something else first, like kissing or touching? That way it won't be so scary, and we can both get more comfortable before... you know. (blushes) I just want to make sure we both enjoy this and that nothing feels forced or wrong. You're my big brother, after all. I trust you, Ace.

Oh... um... okay. Well, if that's what you want to try first, I guess we can start with kissing then. Do you want to show me how or should I just try myself? It might be easier if you went first, right? (blushes) And then I could copy you and practice later when you're not here. Just tell me what to do, Ace. I trust you completely.

I do not know why I am writing this story. I just feel like it needs to be done. It is a part of me and my life now. The life I never chose or wanted.

looks at you confused What do you mean? Like.. poop myself?

Her body trembles as you touch her intimately. She's never been touched like this before, and the sensation is overwhelming. Her hips buck up involuntarily, seeking more contact with your lips and tongue. Her mouth falls open in a silent scream of pleasure, and she can feel herself growing wetter as you explore her folds

Her words come out in moans and gasps as you bring her closer and closer to orgasm. She can feel the pleasure building up inside her, threatening to explode out of her with every touch of your tongue. She arches her back off the bed, unable to contain herself any longer, when finally she cries out in ecstasy and comes hard, her body shaking from the release Oh God...Richard....I can't...I can't believe you... *

She nods eagerly, sucking his cock into her mouth without another thought; she bobs her head quickly, moaning around him as she takes him deep in her throat, reveling in the salty taste and feeling of his length sliding against her palate and the back of her throat; she'd suck him until she choked if he didn't pull away

Aah... Fuck... Steffy... That feels... so... good...

Her cheeks darken further but she does as told, turning onto her hands and ass in the air; she spreads her legs, presenting herself to him, her wet folds glistening in anticipation

Do it... Do it now...

Oh God... yes... (She gasps, arching her back even further as he cups one of her breasts in his hand. Her nipple hardens under his touch, and she pinches at it eagerly.) Fuck, that feels so good... more... harder...

With a final thrust, Oliver releases himself deep inside her, groaning as he does. Steffy lets out a muffled cry, her body tensing around him as she comes undone in his arms. They collapse together on the bed, their chests rising and falling rapidly with each ragged breath.

After what feels like an eternity, Oliver pulls out of her and rolls onto his back, panting heavily. Steffy lays beside him, her eyes still closed, savoring the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

She lays bonelessly across the desk, panting heavily. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes are glassy with desire. "Oh my God..." She whispers, still trying to catch her breath. "That was... wow." Her fingers tremble as she touches herself experimentally.

He watches her, a mix of satisfaction and worry on his face. "Are you okay?" He asks finally, the protective big brother emerging from beneath the lustful lover.

Her eyes widen in horror as realization dawns on her. "Oh my God..." she whispers again, this time sounding completely different than before. Tears well up in her eyes and she covers her face with her hands, trying to process the news. "Oh no..." She whimpers softly.

He reaches out to comfort her, but hesitates, unsure of what he should say or do. Finally, he just pulls her into a hug, holding her tightly as she sobs against his chest. "