MY BROTHER.... THIS HAPPENED in the south bronx back when i was 14 years old and my brother was 23...growing up i used to spend a lot of time at home because my grandmother was strict about me playing outdoors,we were a very close hispanic family so much so that my father lived next door and one of my uncles lived across the hall with his two young daughters since the death of my aunt.my brother was the only one allowed to take me outdoors after school and he would take me to his girlfriends place or that other girlfriends place since back then he had a few but there were times he just liked staying home and going to his favorite hide-out on the roof where he smoked weed and drank beer.there were times i didn't like being alone with him because he liked to ask me personal questions...very personal.nobody went up to the roof and i had suspected that he was interested in me sexually because on several occassions when my grandmother wasn't home he would annoy me by disrespectfully going through the dirty hamper in the bathroom to find my dirty panties to finger and sniff them in my presense,back then i often got punished because i'd go one or two days without taking a bath and my set of panties were always stained with smelly pussy scent and butt fudge as i used to refer to my shit stains...though i never told my grandmother or anyone about my brothers behavior i just didn't trust being alone with him.there were certain boys in my neighborhood and in school that i liked but wasn't allowed to have a boyfriend so my brother knew i was a virgin and i would be lying if i said that back then i didn't think about boys and sex,my father would often say to my grandmother that in puerto rico most girls my ages would be already engaged,sexually active or pregnant so of course the rules at home were no boyfriends or even male friends.my brother having several girlfriends and sexual experience would ask me personal questions and talked to me as if i were not his under-aged sister,he'd attempt to hold my hand and get me to relax because i was always nervous when alone with him,one day it just happened though i was menstruating heavily and it was raining outdoors...i had failed to note how excited and sexually aroused my brother was until i felt his huge dick half-way up my torn vagina,he'd stop momentarily to get a better hold on me and insure that i feel every painful inch of his huge dick...barely able to walked i told my grandmother it was due to my female menstruations.i never allowed my brother another opportunity to be alone on that roof with him and during the years he lived in florida with his wife i never wrote,visited or called him...at family get togethers and funerals to this very day i avoid him and though it wasn't r**e since i had consented my ex-husband and father of my children as well as my current husband believe my unforgivable lies that i was r**ed when i was nine years old by my uncle who lived across the hall back then..yes,i know it all seems wrong but today i'm in too deep to admit the truth...THE END

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by Anonymous on Dec 20, 2014 at 8:55 AM

You jumped around and did not paint a clear word picture, but that can happen when someone is re-living a painful experience. I hope your life is better from here on out.

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by Anonymous on Feb 10, 2018 at 5:30 AM

#1 - Sorry to disabuse you of a notion, but this is a serial poster who knocks up reams of this kind of sh*t, much of it racist. He's a sort of troll.

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