After all these years

This is my re-edited very first story, written in the perspective of a female character. I hope you don’t mind it got so damn long… Enjoy!

Mike started to kiss me fiercely and tried to take off my top with his hand. I felt his other hand pushing hard into my crotch.

“Could you please cut it off? I don’t feel ready for that, alright?” I said in a rather annoyed tone.

“C’mon babe, it’s already been two weeks!” he replied quite pissed.

“No, I don’t want this! I’ll tell you as soon as I feel ready.”

“Listen girl, either you have sex with me right now, or it’s over…”

I slapped him with all my force, stepped out of his car and stomped away angrily.

He sat there dumbstruck for a good ten seconds before coming out of his car and trying to make me come back.

“Couldn’t we talk this over, hon? You know how much I love you…”

I couldn’t believe the words that came from the mouth of that damn hypocrite. For those two weeks we had been together, he had never managed to tell me he liked me once and then this! I just stretched my middle finger in his direction without even looking back.

“Alright then, fucking bitch! I could have ANY girl I’d want ANYWAY!” were the last words I heard him shout before I stopped paying attention.

I stepped into the next random bus stopping at nearest station. My main direction was clear: I headed straight to my brother’s who had always had an open ear for my failed love stories. And since it was a Friday evening I didn’t have to bother about getting to bed at a reasonable hour.

But before I’m starting to tell too much, I’ll have to introduce myself.

My name is Vanessa; I’m 18, 5’5”, 120 Lbs, measurements around 34C-26-36, a mixture of blue green and grey eyes and a quite pale complexion. At that moment my hair was dark brown (due to my often changing hair color, only a few people know, my natural color is light blonde like if dyed with peroxide). I still was a virgin, something I’d been rather proud of, because I didn’t want to be screwed by some random guy who’d just want to moisten his wiener for two seconds, before bragging about how many girl’s he hasn’t satisfied sexually even a tiny little bit. Further some of my friends had told me that it really could hurt the first time depending on how thick the hymen was. So I was just looking for the right guy to be with. Only, this ‘prince charming’ seemed to take his time to bump into me.

“That’s already the third guy who’s only out for sex” I thought, looking out of the window “guys of that age all appear to be the same”.

It had started to rain and I was watching the small drops gowing bigger and bigger and running down the outside of the window I was sitting at. At the central station I had to change the bus. I was rather lucky to have a good connection because the rain was pouring by the time I arrived at the main station and I hadn’t taken with me neither an umbrella nor a rain coat. I was just wearing a thin white tank top, for it was midsummer time.

The bus didn’t take too long to get me to the station next to my brother’s. My brother Stan is 22, taller than me by maybe three or four inches. He’s got neatly trimmed blonde hair and a slender body with a little six-pack, not too much, just the right amount. I had often caught me looking at his butt as a young teenager. I had always found it sexy. As a child I had something like a secret crush on him. Ok, which little girl does not fancy her big brother?

He had moved out as soon as our grandparents had died and taken charge of their old house in the countryside. It was a nice house with three bedrooms, a small living room, a well equipped kitchen (very important for my bro who was a passionate amateur chef) and a great bathroom where I loved to take long showers or spend hours in the tub.

As I got out of the bus, the driver was smiling nicely. He said in a kind voice “have a nice evening.” He was a real cutie.

I had to walk a few minutes from the station to his house which meant getting totally soaked. I hoped no one would see me in those conditions: a white top sticking to my skin, revealing my sheer bra and displaying my fully erect nipples. My hopes weren’t in vain, there wasn’t anyone out.

I had hardly rung the bell as the door flung open and my brother stood in front of me with raised eyebrows. I looked him straight in his eyes. I had always been enchanted by his eyes. I found them so sexy even though I had the exact same color. But In his face they seemed to stick out a little more.

“Hey, you could have called me. I would have brought you an umbrella, sis” he said smiling.

“Is that how you greet your lil’ sis?”

He started laughing as I stepped through the door. But he stopped as soon as I grabbed him under his arms and pulled him hard towards me, putting my head on his chest.

“Hey, what’s the matter, sis?“ …silence… „C’mon you’re gonna catch a cold…”

“Just shut up and hold me in your arms, will ya?” I whispered in a cracking voice as a tear left the corner of my eye. I sniffed.

I cried out “Why do all the guys have to be such goddamn FUCKING jerks?”

“Was it again one of these dorks who only wanted sex?”

I nodded. He put his arms softly around me and gently pushed me into his chest.

“Poor thing… You haven’t been really lucky with guys lately. But you have to know that boys of that age only want to screw some random girl. I wasn’t any different.”

I knew he lied. I knew my brother was different. He had always been different. He had dumped so many girls who asked him out. Even the sexiest and best looking girl of his school hadn’t been able to seduce him. His innocence caused many rumors to spread around him. People began to say he was gay, or pedophile or whatever they thought was sexually anormal. He didn’t care about it a little bit and neither did it really damage his popularity. He seemed to have trusted friends everywhere and he were good looking, so what?

“Listen, first you’re gonna take a shower and then we’ll eat dinner, and you can tell me anything you want. That ok?”

I nodded and scratched the last tears out of my eyes.

“And you’ll need some nice clothes to wear, you can’t wear those anymore, they need to be washed first. Since you’re showing up here every now and then, I have even bought you some lovely backup clothing. It’s right in my closet, you’ll find it quickly.”

I must have looked very puzzled in that moment. Though I was used to a kind and caring brother, that really knocked me of I did as I was told and got into his bathroom. After I had undressed, I heard him knocking at the door.

“D’ ya like fajitas?”

“It’s my favorite food and as my big brother you should know that!” I replied giggling.

“Just wanted to go sure…” I heard him laugh back.

I didn’t take too long for my shower. I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed to Stan’s bedroom. As I opened his closet, I immediately found the clothes he had bought me for a case like that day. I couldn’t believe what he had prepared for me: A matching dark red laced bra and panties set in the perfect size, a black tank top which revealed a little cleavage but not too much, some nice blue jeans and a lovely hoody, just my favorite kind of clothes. I slipped in the panty and bra set and looked at me in the mirror for a good ten minutes. I just looked too sexy to look away. It was as if this set had just been made for my body. It formed my curves just at the right places.

“So what’s taking you so long there?”

“I’m coming” was all I could say, for I was totally caught into that view still wondering why my brother had made such efforts to get me ‘emergency clothes’.

I headed downstairs and sat on a chair next to the table. It smelled great. “I just called mom and dad and told them that you’ll spend the night with me.”

Stan had a wide grin on his face as he saw me smirk at him.

“…looks like you had found the clothes. Like it?”

I got a little red. “Of course, you have a great taste, bro”

He laughed out loud while serving the meal. My brother smiled at me knowing exactly that I liked his fajitas most. We sat together and as always I ate an amount that felt like three times my own weight. Me and my brother had always been great eaters and gifted to have the metabolism that goes with.

By that time my mood had totally changed and I was quite happy, like I always was whenever my brother was around.

We started talking about what had occurred during the past days. There was nothing special except my break-up with Mike.

“And you still don’t have a girl?” I asked him.

“No, not real. I still haven’t met the right one.”

“And tell me… Have you ever had sex? I mean, you’re 22 after all.”

“No. I’m not in a hurry with sex. I think for this it really needs to be the right moment at the right place with the right person.”

I was somehow glad to hear that from him. At least there was one male human on earth who shared the same idea about sex as me.

“And you have never asked any girl out, have you?”

“No, it’s not that I’m not interested. It’s just that I still haven’t met a girl I was enough interested in.”

“But you ARE interested in girls…?”

“Yes of course. You’re not gonna believe in any of those silly rumors, are you?”

I smiled at him and shook my head. We both finished our meal.

He looked at me “Could you help me out here a little? After cleaning all up, I’ll quickly jump under the shower and then we can watch a movie if you like.”

I enthusiastically said yes and helped him cleaning the kitchen. After that, he jumped into his bathroom leaving me with the last two glasses to dry. As I passed the bathroom door, I heard the water running. I couldn’t help taking a glimpse through the keyhole. I could make out his nice butt. It was even sexier than I had ever pictured it in my mind.

Suddenly he said “Like what you see?”

I was like so embarrassed to hear that, and I must have got red like a tomato.

“You know that you can’t peek through a keyhole if you’re stamping around like an elephant.” He added playfully causing me to blush even more and to be totally mortified.

“May I quickly check my e-mails on your computer?” I said trying to change the subject. I didn’t wait for an answer at all; I almost ran into his bedroom and sat in front of his macbook. I had received no mails at all, so I wanted to go on youtube. As I typed the address, at least a dozen of youporn-suggestions showed up. First, I was shocked and somewhat amazed at the same time.

My brother stepped into his bedroom.

“So you’re watching porn?” I asked him in a bossy way.

“Yeah, I guess. I’m a guy after all.”

I grinned widely “Wanna watch some with me?”

“Sure, if it’s the kind of movie you wanna watch tonight, I can’t see where the problem is.”

Stan lay down on his bed in his boxers. I took his macbook put it on the bed and picked out a film that looked hot to me. My brother said that it was ok and I could choose whatever I liked.

It was a movie of a smoking hot girl, barely 20, pleasing two studs. Soon the scene got hotter and she got a huge cock rammed into her wet pussy. Either she was a real good actress or those guys were really good lovers because she was screaming like she was experiencing multiple orgasms. I started getting wet and felt some sexual tension building around me. I looked at my brother. First at his crotch, just to see the effect of the movie on him. There was ABSOLUTELY NO REACTION. I was confused like a child that’s told that Father Christmas doesn’t exist. As I looked up to his face, I understood soon enough how that damn hot scene couldn’t affect him: he had fallen asleep.

“What a dumbass” I thought before turning my attention to the screen again.

Now that hot chick was getting double penetrated by those two fat cocks and I couldn’t turn my head away. Almost unconsciously my hand slowly wandered down my stomach towards my crotch. I unbuttoned my jeans and slid a hand inside my panties. Suddenly I realized, what I was doing right next to my sleeping brother. I just couldn’t stop pleasing myself. I gently rolled my fingers across my clit, getting rougher after each stroke. I eventually figured out that having my sleeping brother next to me, facing the possibility of getting caught at any time, turned me on like hell. I shoved to fingers deep inside my now dripping wet pussy and kept the pace on my clit with the other hand. I started breathing faster and louder. It was the first time my fingers felt so good on my own. I caught myself picturing my own brother fingering me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I was so absorbed by my fingers that slowly explored my pussy walls, causing it to twitch. It sent me shivers through my whole body, coming from deep inside my lusting cunt and my erect clit.

Then, something that I’d had never expected happened in the movie. Instead of cumming on the face of that horny chick, the two guys blew their load deep inside her holes. Seeing their cum dripping out of her ass and pussy instantly got me over the edge. I started moaning silently. I came on my fingers. I could feel the moisture gush out of my pussy, causing my panties to get soaked with pussy juices. I looked at my brother the whole time my orgasm lasted, staring at his crotch the whole time, wondering how it would feel like to have a cock shoved deep inside me. It was the first time I wanted to try it, and I wanted it REAL BAD, brother or not!

I didn’t really bother to take off my panties. I just lay next to my brother and fell asleep in the next few minutes.

As I woke up in the next morning, I was too woozy to realize what was going on. It took me a few moments to notice I had been laying on my brother’s chest my arms around his neck. He had put his arms around me and pulled me to his bare chest. It was the first time I noticed he had barely no chest hair, what I found quite sexy. I’d never been the type for an Austin Powers chest.

It didn’t take Stan too long to wake up too. He looked at my glaring red face.

“Your whole body was shivering. You were cold, so I took you in my arms until you’re warm again. I fell asleep soon after, I guess. I hope you didn’t mind” he said explaining.

“Aw… You’re soooooooo cute big brother” I smiled happily at him and kissed him on the cheek.

We got up and started preparing breakfast. It was already about 10a.m. and the sun was shining brightly as if there had never been any rain at all. It was some kind of a new morning changing weather. I felt like new born and any bad incident seemed so far away. I enjoyed the company of my big brother. We’d always had a great time whenever we were together. It had always been like that. He had always been a caring brother and I had always admired him. There had never been any serious arguments and whenever I was in trouble, he would come and help me out if I called him. I had often enough wondered how he’d always afforded to have some spare time just for his baby sister. However… He did!

But there had always been something that really annoyed me during all that time, and I had kept asking him about it for years: Why did he have such a great lack of interest in girls? This time was no different.

“I know you gotta be tired of getting asked about girls by your sister.” I asked him rather sloppily.

He smirked at me. “No, how could I? If my sexual life is the only thing that interests my baby sister…” he laughed.

I stretched out my tongue and made a mock angry face. “You’re so mean, big bro” I said what caused him to laugh even louder.

“Stop laughing, will you! You’re always changing the subject by that question. I wanna hear an honest answer from you for once” I said in a bugged way.

“So then start asking me, and for once I’ll only tell the truth, I promise.”

“Ok, deal! So do you have a crush on someone?”

He remained silent.

“Hey! I asked you something!”

He looked at me grinning widely. “I only promised to tell the truth. I’m not obligated to tell you anything, am I?”

I playfully hit his shoulder. “Hey, we had a deal, bozo!”

“I didn’t tell lies, did I?” he replied.

“But you promised to tell!” I said offended.

He rarely looked worried about anything. This was one of these rare times. This had always meant he was getting really serious about something.

“Alright then…” he sighed “ok… Yes, there is someone I’m not getting out of my head.”

I winked quickly. “Gotcha! Tell me about her. For how long have you been fancying her?”

He smiled again, what told me he was going to make fun of me again. “Who says, it’s a ‘she’?”

Again he had upset me a bit. “C’mon, I know it ought to be a girl! You’re so mean! I’m your lil’ sis after all!”

“Ok, ok, I got it.” (The ‘little sister’ trick had always worked on him) “I’m already after her for some years now…”

I was highly surprised about how he had been able to keep it secret from anyone for so long. “Does she no it?”

“No.”

“Does anyone besides you and me know it?”

“Nope.”

“Does she live far away from here?”

“No, just some 15 minutes car ride.”

“What’s her name?”

“I won’t tell”

“Ok. What does she look like, then?”

“You’re getting a bit too nosy there. I won’t tell you either.”

I bit on my lower lip thinking hard about how I was going to get all that out of him.

“Do I know her?”

“Yes, you do!”

“One of my friends?”

“No, how could I?”

“Have you ever asked her out?”

“Yeah! Quite often. And she didn’t dump me one single time, for she didn’t even realize I was asking her out on a date. Which means I did a good job at trying to be casual.”

According to his laughter my face must have looked like an ugly expression between disgust, puzzlement and confusion. “Does this mean, you don’t want her to know you like her?”

“That’s right. Of course I’d like her to be my lover but it really wouldn’t work out.”

I was even more confused at that very moment. “Ok. That’s the weirdest excuse you could come up with. Could I at least know who it is?”

His face got serious again. “No, honestly, that’s something I don’t wanna talk about. Even your ‘little sister’ trick won’t work here.”

“What’s the use of telling me the rest, then?”

“I just don’t wanna talk about it, and that’s it!”

“Don’t be a fool! You know you can tell me, I won’t tell anyone.”

“Yeah, but I don’t want you to know either!”

Our discussion was suddenly turning into an argument. More and more aggressive tension was built in the room.

“C’mon, don’t be a fool, Stan!”

“That’s what I’m trying to! And that’s the reason why I won’t tell you!”

“So you don’t even trust your own sister anymore?!”

“Oh, just shut up, will ya!”

“No, I won’t!”

“What’s the use of all this anyway?!”

“That’s what I’m asking you actually! How do you think you could get that girl without trying to! Don’t you even talk to me anymore?! I’m your little SISTER, goddammit!”

His facial expression softened slowly, accompanied by a long moment of silence. I was somehow anticipating what was coming next. Stan took a long time to recover and form those words I’d never forget.

He looked at me sadly, yet softly. It seemed to take him all he had to express why he wouldn’t tell me earlier. “It’s… It’s you… It’s you I’m in love with, sis.”

I couldn’t believe the words I had just heard, but I couldn’t ask him to repeat them either. Suddenly everything became so clear: why he had always been such a caring brother, why he had always been there for me and almost done anything I’d ask him to.

He kept looking deeply into my eyes but didn’t make a move. An awkward silence charged with a tension so thick you could cut it with a knife filled the air. It took me several minutes to back up.

“Ok, I think I’d better go now…” was all I managed to come up with.

“Go then. Just go. Yeah, please just go” he said holding back his tears as hard as he could.

I didn’t care about how I looked. I just got my shoes on, and out of the house.

I arrived at the bus station and had to wait half an hour for the next bus to come. During the ride, I began to realize how stupid I had acted in front of my brother. I somehow felt guilty. He had always been a kind and caring brother and I had let him down like a total dork. I felt like being a damn fool. But it was too late to come back. I knew that I had to talk it all over with him someday. I HAD to! I was his baby sister after all.

It took me the whole day to get my brother’s last words from out of my head. I was thinking it all over and over again. My parents kept asking me if something and what was wrong and I kept lying that everything was alright. But NOTHING was alright. And they knew. But how would I tell them, that my own brother just had confessed me his feelings. I couldn’t stop my mind from circling around what my brother had said. My thoughts raced through all sorts of feelings, fantasies, pictures, memories… I wished so hard for a reset button with which I could just shut down my brain. I also tried lots of different things to keep my mind busy. I hung around at the mall, called some friends, watched TV but nothing would help, and time seemed to travel in slow motion.

In the late afternoon my mom asked me to get to the grocery store down the street, where I’d get some bred and some coke. I did.

As I came out of the store, I almost ran into Mike, that filthy bastard. He was grinning widely as he saw me. Two of his friends were behind him, obviously two bullies. He had some random bitch in his arm. “Poor thing” I thought.

“I had never thought I’d see you again so quickly, bitch” he said and turned his look towards the two jocks, “give her what she deserves!”

I opened my eyes widely. Mike’s friends stepped towards me. I couldn’t make a single move. One of them pushed me so hard I almost fell on the ground. I looked helplessly for anyone around, but they were all acting like not noticing what was happening.

“We know what you did to poor Mike” one of them said sadistically.

I couldn’t dodge the heavy slap in my face that made my upper lip crack and bleed. Neither could I avoid the next punch into my stomach. The only thing I managed to do, was to wish for all my worth that my brother would be here to help me. But of course he wasn’t. As I saw the blade of a jackknife flashing in the sunlight, I backed up and ran away as fast as I could. I only heard Mike and his friends laugh. They didn’t bother about catching me. They’d had their fun.

The blood had already dried, but still I was shaking hard and there was nowhere I could go to get rid of the shock. The only idea I could come up with was to get to Stan’s again. But how would he react? I headed straight home.

I just stepped in and shouted: “I’m going to Stan’s again. Dunno if I’ll come home tonight!”

I didn’t care at all if anyone had heard me, or understood what I had said; I just walked to the bus station, not being aware of the weight my decision could carry with. I was too absorbed by the latest events.

I was still shivering during the whole bus ride. I felt exposed, as if there were tons of cameras filming me and thousands of people watching. All I could do was staring blankly into the seat before me.

As I arrived at my brother’s again, I didn’t even have to ring the bell. The door flung open as soon as I stood on the threshold. Stan saw my hurt upper lip.

“Hey! You’re hurt? What’s happened?”

I fell into Stan’s arms and burst into tears. I couldn’t retain myself from crying.

“It’s ok sis. I’m here” he said in the same voice which had comforted me so many times before.

I could have lost myself entirely in his warm familiar embrace. For a moment I just couldn’t stop crying. It almost took me five minutes of sobbing before being able to say a thing.

“I’m so sorry, Stan!” I cried out. “I’m so sorry for this morning.”

“It’s alright. Everything’s fine, Van” he whispered in my ear.

“Please keep holding me in your arms! Please don’t go away!”

“Hey! Where am I supposed to go? I’m all yours, and you know that. I could never abandon my baby sister, could I?”

“But I was so mean to you this morning”

“It’s ok, Van. I was prepared to it.”

He smiled at me with his usual soft smile while running his hands gently through my hair and over my face, caressing away my tears. He had always had a mysterious happiness expressed in his smile.

We stood in the doorway a little longer. My brother had always been a natural born comforter. He knew exactly how to solace me, how to make me forget any worries in my heart. So was this time.

It was getting late, so Stan started preparing dinner. I help him out a little. Half an hour later we were sitting at the table, eating a simple but tasty meal and drinking a bottle of a Spanish Rioja Tinto. Somehow by half of our meal the bottle was empty already, so my brother asked me what I wanted to drink next.

“Same bottle please” I said to him grinning.

“Ol’ drunkard” he replied smiling back at me.

We kept drinking and finished our dinner. After having finished, we just put everything in the basin. Since he had told he’d take charge of it the next morning I didn’t care about it either.

We kept sitting at the table. Half of the second bottle remained untouched but we were both obviously getting rather dizzy. At least I was dizzy enough for deciding to take the bull by the horns.

“So for how long have you been lusting after me now?” I asked quite surprised about my own slutty tone.

“Watch yer tone, sis” he replied playing along.

“Ah c’mon, I know you’d like for me to be more than just your BABY sister.”

“Well, since you already know it anyway, it won’t make any difference, will it?”

I bit my lower lip as I saw his eyes lighting up. “So tell me… If I was yours… What would you do to me?” I said, pausing at the right places.

He smiled softly. “First I’d kiss you passionately running my hands all over your back and through your hair.”

“And then?”

“I’d start kissing one side of your neck while stroking the other with my hand. My other hand would slowly travel down your back down to your sexy ass.”

I grinned at him. “You lil’ perv.”

“You were asking” he smirked back, “and then, I’d slowly slide my hand in your pants and grab your ass firmly. Then I’d start kissing you further down towards your cleavage, and I’d put my free hand on your breast.”

“Do you like my tits, big bro?”

“To be honest, I often caught me staring at them without you noticing it.”

“I knew it…” I said in a satisfied tone. Imagining my brother doing what he was telling me was somehow turning me on.

“Hum… I think I’d take off your shirt next. I’d grab it on both sides, and I’d start kissing your belly. I’d slowly pull up your shirt, whilestill pleasing the part right underneath it.”

“You sound like a dream come true…” I said pressing my legs hard together. I was getting so horny just by listening to my brother.

“I guess this means you like it, right?” He didn’t expect me to answer and went on. “Next I’d tease your stomach with kisses and my hands running all over it before taking off your pants. After that, I’d kiss both your inner thighs, getting closer to your panties. Then I’d take off your bra first and your panties right after.”

After a longer moment of silence I looked at him interrogatively. “And THEN…?”

“You’ll have to find out on your own” he said grinning widely.

I was a little disappointed but too horny to give up, so I decided to try a little something…

“I’m so tired big bro. Thanks for your erotic fantasies. You seem to be a good lover, but I’m just too tired for anything right now. Will you carry me to bed?” I asked him innocently.

“Anything you want, sis. Cuz you’re my baby sister after all” he said smiling.

He carried me upstairs to his bedroom and put me gently into his bed.

“Any more wishes, my princess?”

I tried my best to put on an innocent face and nodded eagerly. “Could you undress me? Starting with my pants cuz your lil’ princess is not going to sleep all dressed on…”

I bit on my under lip as he unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down slowly. He didn’t act like anything special, but I new exactly that he had taken note of the result of his story earlier: The whole area from my pussy to my thighs was coated with my own pussy juices. My panties were soaked. As soon as my pants were off, the whole room was getting filled with my odor of lust.

He laid himself over me and pulled up my top. As he had taken it off, I grabbed both of his shoulders and pulled him hard into my chest.

“You don’t think I’m gonna sleep in those soaked panties, are you?” I whispered into his ear. “C’mon, get me naked, will ya!”

Before he could do anything, I took off his shirt revealing his wonderful body I had always been secretly looking at whenever I had a chance to.

He reached under my back and unclasped my bra. As he saw my tits for the first time, he paused for a moment looking at them passionately. My erect nipples stood out begging for attention like small pencil erasers. He grabbed my left tit with his hand and slowly started kissing the other. I couldn’t help moaning by the great pleasures I was experiencing for the first time.

“And my panties…” I could barely form the words, for I was given so much pleasure.

He started kissing me higher up towards my neck. I grabbed his hand and guided it slowly towards my panties. I guided it underneath my last piece of clothing, and placed it right on my slit. He quickly found my clit and started rolling it in his fingers, first slowly, then getting faster and rougher. He stopped kissing me and looked deep into my eyes

“I love you, big brother” I said moaning, almost screaming.

“I love you too, lil’ sister” I heard him whisper into my ear.

Our lips locked instantly and we started French kissing hard and eagerly while he gently inserted one finger inside my dripping wet cave. He was rubbing and exploring it fiercely. He put in a second finger. It sent electric shivers through my whole body. It felt so good, I started rocking my hips and grinding my pussy on his hand in order to get his fingers deeper inside me. I was moaning deeply into his mouth truly unable to return his kisses.

He got a bit lower down to kiss my neck, then down to my tits and over my stomach down to my panties. He took them off. I saw his eyes light up in lust like fire as he saw my neatly trimmed pussy. He lowered his head between my thighs towards my pussy mound and started licking my clit. I arched my back, for it felt so good. I felt like going to the stars. It felt as though he was an experienced lover. He was tongue fucking my soaked cunt. As I thought I had felt the hottest feelings possible, he got back to my clit with his tongue and inserted his two fingers in my hole again. This sent me over the edge of an orgasm one hundred times better than anyone I’d had before.

“CUUUMMMIIIIIIINNNGGG!!!!” I screamed so loud, it might have been the roar of an angry lion.

I looked at him still breathing hard, trying to recover from my orgasm. He kissed me again, and I could taste my own sweet pussy juices.

I noticed that he still had his jeans on. I unbuttoned them quickly and pulled them off. His shorts were string stuck by his full erect cock. I took them off too. His cock almost jumped into my face as I released it from its bond.

I peeled off his foreskin and saw a thick drop of pre-cum coming out. He was rock hard. I had never imagined that a cock could get so hard. He let out a soft moan as I grabbed his cock. His cock was somehow pulsating under my hand as if there was still more blood pumping in, in order to get it even harder. My juices started to gush out again, as I imagined how it would feel to have pushed his seven inches deep into my impatient cunt. But I wanted to taste him first.

I coated the head of his cock with my lips and licked the tip with my tongue. I started contracting my lips and releasing them again, always taking a little bit more of his rod in my mouth.

After a few moments his moans grew deeper and longer. As I felt his dick contracting a first time I instantly released it.

“No, no… We’re gonna save that up for later…” I said devilishly.

Stan moaned hard, though I had released his cock. As soon as he had calmed down a bit, I renewed my oral assault on his prick.

I brought him close to orgasm a few times and I new he wanted to cum badly, but I wouldn’t let him. He was almost crying in the sweet tortures he was given. It made me so horny to see him suffer his sweet pain, that I inserted two fingers in my pussy and teased it while sucking his dick. I was moaning into his member while giving him head, what sent him shivers through it and even increased his pleasures.

I looked into his eyes. “Wanna shove that fuckin’ prick of yours into your sister’s lusting cunt?”

He didn’t even answer. He pushed me hard onto the bed and laid all over me.

“Sis, do you really want this?” He asked me but I knew that whatever I said, I was going to get impaled anyway. I nodded eagerly anticipating what was about to come next.

He didn’t shove his cock right into me. He rocked it between my pussy lips first letting it glide over my clit. Fingering me earlier had got me so hot, I could have cum right away by only feeling his cock tracing the length of my slit. With each time he slid down, he got a little bit closer to my moist pussy entrance. Soon he was right at my hole and softly guided his dick in. He did it so slowly it was almost torture. To my surprise it didn’t hurt a bit, for he was being so gentle. As soon as his full length was buried inside me, I couldn’t hold it back anymore. I came again, this time on his dick. My cunt was contracting tightly around his dick.

“YEEEEEESSSSSS!!! SOOOOOOO GOOOOOOD!!” I cried out feeling my second orgasm overwhelming my feelings.

“NO! NOT NOW!” Stan shouted out loud, trying his best not to come right there. He somehow managed not to come and started to pump vigorously.

I felt his prick pulsating inside me, exploring my pussy walls, sending electric shocks through my whole body. I felt like diving in a lake of pleasures. His cock coated by my love juices was making naughty splashing sounds.

“Uh… You’re so tight sis! You feel so good!”

“Yeah! C’mon and just screw your horny little sister! Fuck me deep and hard!”

Our dirty talking was getting the scene even hotter. He fucked me even more enegetically.

“You like my prick in you, dontcha!”

“Yes! Push it in me deeper! Make love to me!”

“Fuck yeah! I love yer cunt! I’ts so tight, so wet!”

“I can make it even tighter.”

I put both of my legs on his shoulders to get my pussy tighter. He opened his eyes wide before getting used to the squeeze on his prick. In this position he felt like at least two inches longer. I felt his dick almost hitting my womb.

“Oh, holy shit brother! Make me cum once again, Stan!” I moaned, begging him to fuck me harder.

“I’m gonna cum, Van!” he shouted.

I took down my legs from his shoulders and spread them wide.

“Come inside me, big brother. I want to feel your cum inside me. I want to feel your dick come inside me!”

He grabbed me and pulled me hard to his chest. He pushed his dick inside me so hard, it hit my womb with full force. This made me cum so hard it felt like cumming three times in once. As his cock started pulsating and his semen flooded my cunt, my orgasm started fading. It felt so good I almost started crying. So did he.

After a few moments of recovery we looked at each other smiling and fell asleep in the next seconds, his dick still inside my dripping pussy. It was the happiest moment of our lives.