I am now twenty-two, but when I was eighteen and my brother was sixteen, we had a sexual experience.

I remember we were being forced to sleep in the same bed and I was wearing a small grey top with these little shorts, it’s safe to say it was very revealing because I have 34DDD breasts and my booty is also thick.

Anyways, I didn’t think it would be a problem because we had separate blankets, but I woke up in the middle of the night and his hand was up my top touching my breasts and his dick was out and he was rubbing it against my hand.

I know I should have stopped him immediately, but his hand on my nipples and his dick in my hand actually started to arouse me. I remember taking my top off and telling him to suck my nipples, I also instructed him how to eat my pussy.

At this point I was too horny to care, and we had sex. The next morning, we swore we wouldn’t speak of it to anyone and we did it three more times before I had to stop it.

I am now married and have a wonderful life. I figured this was all in the past, but last night my brother was over, and we were both drinking, and I flirted a little and the next thing I knew we were having sex again.

When I woke up this morning he was already gone, and my husband does not get back home for three more days. My brother told me he wants to come back over tonight, and I don’t know what I should do.