I was eighteen years old but still a virgin, waiting for Mr. Right to come along. My brother Billy is two years older than me and engaged to a lovely young girl from a well to do family.
Billy and Sarah were planning to be married in September. Invitations had been sent out to the 250 guests and Sarah had invited me to be in her bridal party.
We were home alone; Mom and Dad had gone to visit old Mrs., Kershaw in the hospital.
I was laying on my bed listening to my Tragically Hip CD wearing only a tee shirt and panties. As my bedroom door was closed I felt safe.
I did not hear the door open over the sound of the music, looking up I suddenly saw my brother standing in the open door looking at me. He has a strange look in his eyes, one I had never seen before.
"What do you want Billy?" I asked extremely conscious I was only partially dressed.
Billy did not answer but walked over the bed staring at my panty-covered bum. I watched in shock as he begins to unfasten his jeans.
"What are you doing?" I asked him nervously.
"I'm going to fuck you." Billy calmly answered.
"Are you crazy, I am your sister!" I protested.
Billy disregarded what I said and continued to remove his blue jeans. Standing above me in his shorts I could see the tent his erection made in his underwear. Casually he pulled his shorts down allowing his hard cock to spring out.
I was amazed by the size of him. I had given a couple of guys hand jobs but they were only about 6", my brother's cock must have been close to 10!
With his cock waving menacingly he bent over me and rolling me onto my back he yanked my panties down my legs uncovering my mousy brown bush of tangled pubic hair.
"Nice." He said as he forced my legs apart.
"Billy, for God's sake don't do this! I am your sister!" I pleaded.
I knew it was useless to beg as he lowered himself between my open legs.
The pain was sharp when my brother pierced my maidenhead; his cockhead spread my labia and forced its way into my cervix.
"Oh please Billy, it hurts!" I cried out.
He showed me no compassion, his cock sliding into me until he had completely entered my body. I was afraid to move, the pain was so intense.
Having deflowered me he began to fuck. Slowly he withdrew his cock partially only to drive it back into me. My brother was getting the "feel" of my pussy.
"Oh God Michelle, you are so tight!" he moaned as he increased the tempo of his strokes. I found myself automatically producing lubricant for his cock to rape me.
"Don't do this, it's wrong!" I uselessly pleaded one more time. I could see by the look on my brother's face he was determined to plant his seed in me. My body went limp for him to use.
Billy's cock did not excite me; I felt nothing as he vented his lust using my womb as a receptacle for his sperm. At the moment of ejaculation he clamped his mouth over mine and attempted to force his tongue between my lips. Repulsed I struggled and shook my mouth away from his as I felt myself being inseminated.
"Well Michelle, it looks like you are pregnant!" Doc Ryan proclaimed.
I felt so humiliated lying there with my feet in the stirrups while the doctor announced I was about to be an unmarried mother.
"You should have no problem with the delivery." Ryan assured me.
What would he say if he knew the child I was carrying was my own brother's? I could tell no one, my father was in poor health and learning I was about to have an incestuous child might kill him. Our religion ruled out abortion.
"Who is the father?" my mother wanted to know.
"I don't know Mom, I got drunk at a party and some guy I don't know took advantage of me." I lied.
My family and friends ostracized me. Nobody wanted anything to do with the drunken slut who got herself knocked up. Of course I was eliminated from Sarah's bridesmaids. She couldn't have me going down the aisle with a swollen belly.
