"Hi everyone. I know it's been a while, the longest wait since I started posting more regularly. It's been a little difficult to be honest, I have a lot going on outside of my brother. We're trying really hard to get a lot done at work before the holidays, and I've been helping Kelly and Ken as they've been recovering (Kelly's all better now, and Ken should be getting his cast removed in early December), plus my weekend gig usually picks up around this time of year, AND he's been pretty busy with school. There's also been this weird... I don't know, it's hard to decide what to write about and what not to. I don't want to detail every single sexual encounter and intimate moment between us. I mean, sometimes I just want to enjoy the moment and get my brains fucked out without having to commit the experience to memory for later. And also I don't know if this will get boring for some, if not most of you, you know?
I definitely love updating you all, and I want to keep doing it, but I just need to be honest, updates are not going to come as regularly, and some will probably be smaller, some longer, depending on what happens or how long it's been since I've been able to update. So PLEASE, be patient with me! While I don't feel like this update is all that big, I hope it's not too much of a disappointment.
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Thursday, October 10th 2019
"Are we doing anything for Halloween?" My brother asked as soon as I walked in the door. He was standing in the kitchen holding a dish I think he was in the middle of putting away.
"Umm," I set my purse on the counter and brushed the hair out of my face. "I don't know. Usually Kelly has a big Halloween party at her house, but she hasn't said if they're doing that this year, and I'm sure after the accident it's the last thing on their mind."
"Yeah."
"But I do have a costume party at work on the day of. I usually dress up and sing a little bit, it's basically a big pot luck/mixer. You can come if you want."
He nodded to himself like he was thinking it over. "Well, there's also one at the school that night, I might go to that."
"Alright." I said, already trying to get out of my bra.
"Althouugghh-" he started.
"Just to be clear, you're not going to be able to fish any information about the game out of anyone. And you're already getting a free collector's edition so..."
"Awww- wait, really??"
"I put myself down for two just yesterday. We might even get it a few days before street date, so Happy Birthday." It was supposed to be a joke, until I remembered his birthday was literally around the corner. I really need to figure out what to do for him.
I moved over to the couch and flopped onto it, letting my bra hang over the arm. My boobs were a little bit swollen and tender, and I couldn't help pulling my shirt up to just under my chest and scratching along the grooves where my underwire had dug into me.
"What are you going to be for Halloween?" He asked, sitting on the chair next to me.
Truthfully, I had been thinking about it for a while. I usually do video game characters, and the past few years I had been doing different D.Va skins from Overwatch, but I didn't have a blonde wig suited for the Black Cat skin, and I wasn't really feeling the Waveracer skin. I decided to buck the trend this year and do something a little risky.
"Do you remember the character Mama, from the Death Stranding trailers? I was thinking of that. We have a group at work going as characters from the game so I think I'm going to do it."
He looked up the trailer on YouTube for a refresher. "Isn't this the character that lactates?" He kind of laughed.
I could feel my cheeks burning. "I mean, that wasn't the reason, but I do have rimless glasses and-"
"I'm not judging! I think you could pull it off really well. Shit, now I guess I have to figure something out." He sighed.
"If you plan on coming to my work party, you can't be a character from one of our games. Not unless you're willing to deal with everyone giving you shit -- in good fun of course."
He laughed and nodded. "Noted. Anyway, how was work?"
I told him about my day, and he told me about his, all while I walked in and out of my bedroom and bathroom, changing into more comfortable clothes, until I was just in an old t-shirt from some game event and panties. We settled in the living room and I grabbed the Switch to play Zelda while he played Destiny 2 (he's been in a big Destiny 2 kick for the past week for some reason). We played in comfortable silence until I felt my stomach rumble, and in turn, my breasts ache a little.
"Are you hungry at all?" I asked him, setting down the Switch.
"I could eat. I actually didn't have lunch today so I'm pretty hungry."
"Do you want an appetizer?" I asked, offering myself to him. It's been nice lately, we've fallen into a comfortable area where he always catches on when I'm hinting at nursing him, and there's a good balance between me initiating and him asking for it. "You can help me with this while we figure out what to do for dinner."
He gave me a cute cocked smile, it was warm and familiar, and it brought back memories of when I lived back home. Sometimes it's just... really comforting, to be reminded--no, reassured, that despite everything that's been happening between us, despite how much has changed, he's still HIM. He's still my baby brother.... and I still love him all the same.
We moved to my bed for comfort, and I quickly removed my shirt before we got into position. His head rested in my lap as he placed gentle kisses on the underside of my breasts. I could see my nipples hardening as he waited for me to settle while I found the remote to my tv and put some YouTube junk on for background noise. Once that was done, I brushed my hair back behind my shoulders, and cradled his head to offer my breast to him.
Almost as soon as he closed his lips around my left nipple, my right started dripping. I held my hand to it to try and stop from making a mess, and eventually I just had to heft it to my own lips and catch the increasing flow. I was apparently much fuller than I thought. I moaned softly into my own flesh as he drew from me and tried my best to relax as I enjoyed the stimulation. It was sending signals between my legs, but I knew if we gave in, we would forget about dinner too easily.
As if to challenge me for having that thought, he started doing the teasing tongue movements against my nipples, trying to work me toward orgasm. I could feel my pulse quicken and my breaths get shorter and shallower, but I bit my lip to try and steel myself.
"I love where your head's at, but can you save this energy for AFTER we eat?" I gently suggested.
He unlatched and moved to my other nipple, "What do you mean? I'm already eating." And then he took that nipple between his lips. I could practically feel him smiling to himself against my skin.
I rolled my eyes and pushed my palm against his arm. "You know what I mean! Just... behave, please, I'm hungry too!"
He laughed through his nose as he continued to drink from me, doing his best to keep me from cumming, almost expertly so, as if he was TRYING to keep me on edge. But either way, he gave each breast another round before I had him stop so we could talk about dinner. We ended up picking up food and bringing it to Kelly and Ken's place since they've been a little stir crazy while recovering. By the time we came home, we had cooled a little, and he excused himself to his room so he could work on something for school. I chilled out in the bath and talked to my coworkers to coordinate our costumes for the Halloween party. I figured we were done for the night, but when I went to kiss him goodnight he looked surprised.
"Can I still make you cum before you go to bed?" Fucking swoon! I hadn't been in the mood before I walked into the room and now it was as if he'd flipped a switch.
I stepped back from his desk chair and sat on the edge of his bed. I sighed theatrically and opened my legs a little, revealing the crotch of my panties. "I suppose that's acceptable." By the time I'd finished feigning an eye roll, he was already on his knees between my legs. It almost made me jump when I realized he'd moved. "Oh wow, you were ready!"
He nodded, "I've been thinking about this all night." As if to prove his point he pressed his fingers against my slit and let me soak the gusset of my panties, drawing a soft moan from me before he started to tug at the waistband. I lifted my ass for him so he could slip them off of me, and then I let my heels rest on his back as he immediately buried his face in me.
"Aahhhh..." I sighed, a little overwhelmed at the suddenness. For a few minutes, he devoured me like we hadn't just enjoyed a meal together earlier, and then he calmed and started to use more targeted, strategic techniques to get me off. Putting gentle pressure against my opening, teasing the promise of penetration while soaking up my wetness with his tongue, and then pushing my clit up firmly with the tip, letting it roll against him before he sucked it between his lips a little bit. I couldn't help closing my eyes and grabbing a handful of his hair, holding him against me.
He made little contented noises as he ate me out, and I kept thinking about how I would return the favor as soon as I came. I let go of his head and reached up under my shirt to grab at my tits, pinching my nipples mercilessly between my thumb and knuckles. Tugging on them, and kneading my flesh. I startled when his hands quickly slid up my body, covering my own and holding my hands to make me squeeze my own breasts. The feel of his arms across my stomach and his hands taking over sent me over the edge I hadn't even realized I was on.
