Aydon and Harper

"Goodnight Baby. Love you. Talk tomorrow." Harper turned off the video chat with Bryce. It had been one month since he had gone three states over for college. Sure, he was in a great program but why couldn't Bryce have gone to school here like Harper did? Harper missed her boyfriend. She missed hugging him. She missed holding his hand. And she sure missed fucking him.

Harper went down to the kitchen to get a drink. As she was filling her glass the back door opened up and slammed shut. It was her dumb little brother Aydon. "Hey Pudley, you don't need to slam the door coming in. Weren't you supposed to be out on a date? Why are you home so early? Did you strike out again?"

"Never mind Buttface. It's none of your business." Aydon grabbed a bottle from the fridge to take it but then put it back. He rattled around in the cupboards, grabbed a couple of snack foods, and then put them back.

"What's your problem little Pud?" Harper asked using the nickname she had used a long time on her brother. "Frustrated that you didn't get any tonight? I would think you would be used to that."

"I told you to stay out of my fucking business and never mind. Don't you have a vibrator to go fuck since your ugly boyfriend is away. Or do you just whore your sluttiness out to all the guys at your school?" Aydon threw back at his sister.

That did it. Harper was pissed at him now. She pushed him hard and then stopped herself but really wanted to slap the dumb little shit. "Fuck you little Pud. Just because nobody wants to touch your little dingle, is no reason to talk like that about Bryce or me."

"Whatever. I'll go to my room" Aydon went up the stairs. Harper double checked the doors were locked. Their mom and dad would not be home from their mini vacation for a few days, so it was just her and the little shit. Harper turned the downstairs lights out, grabbed her drink, and went up the stairs herself. She was going to get the vibrator out. She was feeling horny after talking to Bryce earlier.

As Harper walked past Aydon's closed door on the way to her room, she felt a little conflicted. Yes, she was definitely pissed at the dumb turd on how he talked, and she never liked him much as it was, but she felt a little bad that the dumb little fucker never seemed to get anywhere when he managed to get a date.

Harper changed into a night shirt and pulled her vibrator out of her drawer. She wanted to get started thinking about Bryce (who was about identical in size to her vibrator), but she just couldn't get Aydon out of her mind. She did not know why. He was an annoying pest of a brother. Maybe since it was just the two of them there, she felt a little more responsibility for him. Whatever the reason, Harper put her toy on her bed and walked down to his room.

Harper knocked on the door. "Aydon, can I come in?" she asked. "No, I said to leave me alone."

Harper did not let that stop her. She started to open his door and walked in. "I just wanted to make sure you are okay."

"What the hell? I said to leave me the fuck alone. Don't come in here." Aydon appeared to be pulling his pants back up as Harper looked over at him.

Harper couldn't help smile at that sight. "Listen. I don't know why. I feel a little, just a little bad about earlier. Maybe we can talk about it.

Aydon got up on his feet. "Screw that. I just want to be alone. Get the hell out of my room. You can go whore yourself to your vibrator and leave."

Harper held herself steady. "Look as I said, I don't know why but I thought we could talk about why you came home early."

Unfortunately, Aydon would have none of that. " And as I said leave me alone and go back to whoring yourself to your vibrator or being a slut with all the guys at your school."

That did it! Harper didn't stop herself this time. Her right hand came up and slapped Aydon on his cheek right beside his big insulting mouth. He was startled by her and might have even stumbled a bit when she hit him. She didn't stop and pushed him hard.

She was the sister, and he was an 18-year-old guy, but Harper was the taller one and the more muscular one as she worked out while Aydon read books and played games most of the time. So, after she slapped him again and gave him another hard push Aydon fell back onto his bed.

"Dammit Pudley why do you have to talk like that to me? For once I was trying to be nice and check in and see if I could say or do something to help with things."

"Who asked you to? Nobody told you to come bother your pathetic brother. Go be a meddlesome bitch to someone else." Despite her physical aggressiveness Aydon wasn't stopping how he was talking.

Harper didn't stop either. Continuing to feel pissed at her brother's words towards her, she jumped sitting across him and started slapping him with both arms. Aydon blocked some but a fair number made their way through. Some blows seemed to stun. Harper moved up from across his waist and stomach to sitting across his chest. "Would you stop talking that way to me?"

No, he wouldn't. "Fuck no bitch. Just leave me alone. If you keep this up even though you are a girl I might have to fight back, you stupid whore."

Harper laughed aloud. " I know you have been trying and regardless of the man woman thing are not as tough as me. You must know it well. And I told you to start talking nicer." She gave him another smack on the face and then spit right in his face.

As the spit ran down across his face, Aydon pushed to get Harper off of him. It didn't work. He tried to slide out from under her. He slid a bit but not enough to escape his sister.

Another big gob of spit came down onto Aydon's face. "Are you done fighting and insulting little brother or do I have to do more?" After his squirming, Harper had put her knees across his shoulders to keep him down.

Aydon was not ready to give up yet. "Fuck you whore!" Aydon tried to push but could not get her to move and then he tried to slide out from under her. Glancing up under her nightshirt, he saw her thong underwear barely covering her underneath zones. Those very zones that Harper pressed down onto his face. "I told you to stop fighting and start talking nice to me. "

Obviously both Aydon and Harper were in an excited state from the fighting. Harper especially. Then as Aydon squirmed trying to free himself his face kept rubbing right across Harper's thong covered pussy. After a bit of squirming Harper realized she wasn't minding how it felt. In fact, his nose and face rubbing on her was starting to feel quite good. She was thinking really pleasurable in fact.

Aydon was still trying to get out and not even realizing that his sister was enjoying it. Well, he knew she was enjoying it, but he didn't know her pussy was enjoying it. Aydon just knew it was a little more difficult to breathe when she sat down on his face. As he fought to get out and get some fresher air, he managed to catch his breath. The smells were getting stronger as he scrambled to get out. As the smells got stronger Aydon started to tolerate and then maybe even enjoyed the scent coming across. And then finally, the dim-witted brother realized just where the scent was coming from. He stopped fighting and tried to look to actually see what it was he had been trying to get away from. Harper was pushed onto him so that he couldn't see too much but he did catch some hair coming out of the sides of the thong.

As Aydon stopped moving and tried to take looks, Harper was getting to a point where she did not want the face rubbing across her to stop. "Oh shit no. Don't stop your squirming now."

Aydon may have stopped the rubbing, but Harper needed to keep it going. She started rubbing her pussy up and down on her brother's face. "Fuck that is feeling so good. Don't stop!" she exclaimed.

As Harper rubbed herself up and down, Aydon was moving his head again, but his face was going off target to his sister's pleasure. Harper reached down and held Aydon's head steady so it wouldn't move. As she held his head still, she kept rubbing very wet pussy up and down his face. Despite the presence of the thong which had rubbed right up into her, her pussy juices were making Aydon's face quite slippery.

Up and down, she continued to ride his face. She kept his head still. "Fuck yes. Fuck, Fuck. Yes. Yes. Oh, this feels so good." She kept on riding Aydon.

For his part Aydon was enjoying the moment. Truthfully, this was activity he had never been a part of. The only time he had seen female bodies were pictures and videos and a couple trips to a strip joint. And his only physical activity had been holding hands and a one-time boob squeeze on a girl's jacket covered chest.

Harper was more actively fucking her brother's face. "Oh shit. God Damit this feels so great!" she exclaimed. She felt the top wave building and building. Holding her brother's head in place and fucking his face with all she had; Harper was feeling more pleasure than she had experienced very few times before. She rubbed his nose right into her crack repeatedly. Again and again, up, and down, this was feeling so great.

"Oh yes! Yes! Fucking yes! Fuck! Fuck!" she was getting closer and closer.

And then she reached that point. Harper let out with a loud moan. No words, just noise. Her pussy was leaking and leaking onto Aydon's face.

After reaching her top wave, she stopped the rubbing and riding and just still holding Aydon's head steady pushed her pussy lips into his face and pushed harder and harder as she rode through the moment. After riding through the top wave and a little bit of time, the words came back.

"Oh yes. Oh, fuckin yes. Shit that was good. Fuck yes."

A bit more time and Harper pulled herself off her brother's-soaked face.

As she got up to her shaky feet, she noticed that Aydon had pulled his cock out and was furiously masturbating himself.

"Well little brother, I didn't expect for that to happen. I am going to go back to my room. I probably still should have the talk with you that I came in for, but I am feeling tired, and it looks like you are busy playing right now. I will come tomorrow to see about things with you. Make sure you wash your face."

As she was closing her brother's door, Harper ended their night. "Goodnight brother."