Raped By My Brother (True Story)
This is the true story of how my brother raped me since I was 12. I’ll try my best to remember most of the details and tell it to my best extent.
Hello. My name is Janine and I’m a 30 year old single mother currently living in the USA. This is the true story of how I was raped by my own brother since I was 12.
We used to live in Denmark from the time I was born until my parents got a job at the Embassy of Serbia around the time I was 11. We moved to Saudia Arabia and lived in a small house in a somewhat quiet village named Al Uyaynah. My parents were very busy and usually stayed at a hotel near the Embassy when they had non-stop work. They were fairly poor when they first arrived to Saudia Arabia so they couldn’t afford a babysitter to look after us when they stayed at the Embassy for long periods of time. They decided to leave my brother in charge of the house (who was 17 at the time) while they were away. My brother was pretty mature for his age and he always acted like an adult around my parents, therefore, my parents trusted him. However, what they didn’t know was how much of a pervert my brother was.
I’ll skip forward to the day I got raped. It was my 12th birthday that day and my parents weren’t home because they had a week-long meeting at the embassy. They stayed at the hotel near the Embassy. They called my brother’s phone in the morning to let him know and then they wished me a happy birthday. I remember how sad they were that they couldn’t be there but they assured me that they told my brother to treat me to a special birthday. They talked to my brother for a little bit longer and told him to buy me a cake and buy me whatever I wanted. I quickly took a shower and tied my hair back in a ponytail. I wore a pink shirt and black leggings (It was a pretty hot day). With that, me and my brother went out and spent the entire day roaming around Al Uyaynah. We visited numerous shops and bought quite a lot. We also visited a small restaurant at the outskirts of Al Uyaynah at the end of the day. We bought a cake and ate some traditional middle-eastern food. The employees there wished me a happy birthday and me and my brother headed home. I noticed on the way back that many of the men on the street were staring at me, particularly at my butt (that’s what I called my ass back then). Some of them were even catcalling. I was very innocent back then and didn’t know much about my body or sex in general, so I didn’t pay much attention, but it stayed at the back of my head when we went home. We arrived home at around 10:30 pm and I remember I was very tired. I didn’t even change and immediately knocked out when I went to my bed.
About half an hour later, I wake up and feel a weird sensation. I open my eyes and see my brother stroking my ponytail with one hand. His other hand was down his pants. He noticed that I was awake. (Here is where I will try my best to remember the conversation that happened between us. I’ll use fillers if i cant exactly remember).
“Leon, what are you doing?” I asked, still quite sleepy.
He smiled at me. “Nothing. I’m just helping you sleep better. What a day, huh? You’ve turned 12! You’re such a big girl now.” he said.
“Yes. I really am a big girl now, right?” I asked.
“You saw how the men were looking at you right? Of course you’re a big girl now! But a big girl has to do big girl things, of course.” he said, his hand trailing to my cheek now.
“Big girl things?” I questioned, not really minding him stroking my cheek as that’s what my parents usually did to help me fall asleep.
“Yes. You need to do lots of big girls things now. But, you must also listen to me carefully because you need help if you want to be a big girl.” he said, as his hands started to trail to my chest now. (I didn’t have much of any tits back then)
“Alright… but what?” I said.
My brother gave a long sigh. He took his right hand out of his pants and started to take off my leggings. I started to get nervous.
“What are you doing?” I asked, as he took off my leggings and took a long sniff. I was now only in my underwear.
“Shut up and just stay still.” he shouted, talking with increased urgency. He took off his pants and his erect dick came out. I gasped. (I didn’t know what a dick was back then nor had I ever seen one before).
“What is that??” I asked, as he started to stroke it right in front of my face.
“I SAID SHUT UP!” he shouted and slapped me across the face.
This was the first time my brother ever slapped me and I became really scared.
He climbed on top of me and took off my underwear with such force that it left a red mark on my ass when he took it off.
“Leon! What are you doing! Please stop!” I said, my voice quivering with fear.
He gave a small laugh and rubbed some of his spit onto his dick. He started groping my ass and all of a sudden, gave my right buttcheek a loud spank.
I howled out loud with a scream. Tears started to fall down my cheek.
“Leon! STOP, THAT HURT!! PLEASE, MY BUTT HURTS!!” I screamed. He didn’t listen and instead, spanked my left buttcheek even louder. I screamed again and I started to cry out loud now.
Leon gave an angry grunt. “SHUT UP!” he said, and he pulled my face all the way to his. He spat in my face before shoving my face down into the bed. He grabbed my underwear and shoved half of it into my mouth so I couldn’t talk. He pinned down my hands so I couldn’t take my underwear out. He grabbed my leggings and started to tie my hands with it. Soon, I had my own underwear in my mouth and my hands were tied with my own leggings. He flipped me over so my face was facing him now. He looked at me and gave a mock smile. His right hand went down to his thing again and he began stroking it.
“Do… you… know… how long… I’ve been… wanting to… do this?” he said, out of breath. He bent down and licked the falling tears off my cheek. I tried to push him away, but he was just too strong.
He smiled again and started kissing and biting my neck with such force that it began to hurt and became numb . I tried to shout, but my mouth was stuffed with my own underwear. He stopped after a while and just looked at me for a minute, while stroking his thing.
“I’m sorry, but this is what a big girl has to do, Janine.” he said. “A big girl must always listen to her big brother and do exactly what he says.”
I was scared beyond my mind now and was crying like crazy. I desperately tried to break free from my leggings, but my brother had tied it too tight.
Leon began rubbing his left hand against my private place (that’s what I called my pussy back then) while stroking his thing. I started moaning in pain as I had never felt that sensation before and it was very scary. After rubbing my private place for a couple of minutes, he stopped and took a deep breath.
“Enough is enough. It’s time for you to finally feel what it’s like to be a big girl.” he said, and he forcefully spread my legs open. My pussy was really wet (not from sexual excitement, but from pure fear) and my brother laughed when he saw my pussy dripping wet. He lined his cock up with my pussy and without warning, shoved it in full force.
“AAAHHHHH!” I shouted. I had never felt that much pain in my life before. Even with my mouth gagged, I still made quite some noise as my brother started to moan with pleasure. I tried to shout, but I was becoming very tired now and my crying intensified. My brother laughed. He squirmed around in my pussy, making it hurt even more. I prayed to whoever was out there to help, but being in a quite small village, no one was there to help. He pulled out his dick and smiled. His dick was covered in my pussy blood, and my pussy was dripping in blood. He aligned his dick again, and shoved it again with full force.
“AAAHHHHH!” I shouted, but my shout was muffled. Somehow, this hurt even more than the first time and I tried to push him off. Once again, he was too strong for me. My brother looked down at my pained, crying face, and began kissing my cheeks as he started pounding my pussy with excessive force. I tried to tell him to stop, but I couldn’t talk as I was gagged with my underwear. He put one hand on my throat and began to choke me as he kept on fucking me with intense vigor. I was having trouble breathing when suddenly, he pulled out and flipped me over. I heard a wet noise as his dick came out and blood started leaking out my pussy. My brother laughed and took some of the blood and rubbed it on my buttcheeks.
“How beautiful you are, Janine.” he said, as he slapped my blood-stained ass. I let out a pained groan as he slapped my ass again. He spread my buttcheeks and slowly put his dick in my pussy again. He moaned as he began to fuck me really fast. I felt the bed shake with every stroke my brother was doing. He pulled my hair so hard that it felt as if my hair was going to come off any second. I felt myself become weaker and my throat became dryer.
“This… is… how…you…become…a….big…girl.” said my brother, in between strokes. After what seemed like an eternity, I felt my brother twitch inside me and felt some sort of liquid (I didn’t know what cum was back then or what guys did when the orgasmed) fill my wrecked pussy. My brother moaned into my neck and started kissing my neck again as he came in. After about a minute or so, I felt my brother let go of me and he pulled his dick out of my pussy. He laughed as he saw my bed full of my own pussy blood. He flipped me over and sat me up. I began crying again as I saw just how much blood there was on the blood. There was a POOL of blood on the spot where he fucked me and there was blood trailing down my legs from my pussy. He smiled and smeared some of the blood from my bed onto my cheeks.
“Look at how much of a big girl you’ve become tonight.” Leon said, as he took out my underwear from my mouth. I didn’t say anything and kept on crying as I tried to process what just happened. My pussy was throbbing with such pain that it felt impossible to sit on my own bed. He untied my hands and used my leggings to scrape the blood of his cock. He threw the leggings at my face as he began to put his pants back on. He took one last look at the scene, smiled, spat on my face before leaving my room.
I kept on crying for half an hour before I was too tired and fell asleep, naked and in a pool of my own pussy blood.
Aftermath: Never would I have imagined in a thousand years that my brother would do such a cruel, fucked up thing to me. The story of how I lost my virginity would be “I was raped by my own brother at the age of 12.” But slowly, over the years, my twisted, fucked up mind, began to embrace rape and actually enjoyed it when I got raped. There is a lot more that happened after that day, and a lot more times that my brother raped me and did other things to me. If you would like to hear the rest of the story, I can do a part 2 and tell you all the other things that happened to me after I got raped.
I now have 3 children (2 girls and 1 boy). My youngest daughter (Diana) is 11, my oldest daughter (Mia) is 13, and my son (Kevin) is 14. I was thinking of introducing them to sex at this age the same way my brother “introduced” me to sex. I was thinking of maybe forcing Kevin to start raping Diana or Mia (or rape them both at the same time). But I could maybe use an adult cock first in order to rape them. If there is anyone who would like to (maybe) help rape my daughters or introduce them to the FUN world of sex, or just talk to me about my experiences and talk dirty in general, send me an email. We can talk on google hangouts. My email is [email protected] I’ve talked to some of you before on my old email, but sadly that email was terminated (due to some graphic images ;). Shoot me an email and we’ll see what we can do about my 2 sexy daughters…
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