Matt and I lost our parents six years ago and hadn't seen much of each other since. His marriage to his childhood sweetheart lasted all of two years. Mine to the jock of the senior class didn't do much better. Both of us had graduated from college and had pretty decent jobs in the financial marketplace as analysts for two competing firms. Two years ago I won a week-long all expense trip for two to New York City and instantly gave him a call.
"What do you say Matt, like to spend an all expense paid week in New York City with your little sister?"
"What's this all about?" he asked.
When I told him about my winning the all expense paid trip in a local lottery he jumped at it with one proviso. "Leah, I think when you accept it you need to specify you will be wanting two connecting rooms and you will be glad to pay for the room difference from what the prize allowed for."
"Sure no sweat but you're paying the difference big shot."
"No problem skinflint," he answered jokingly.
We did most of the touristy things the first few days and then crammed a lot into the next one. That night we were too tired to go restaurant shopping so we just planned on having dinner in the hotel restaurant. We had a couple of drinks before dinner and then Matt ordered a bottle of wine from one of the tremendous wine list they presented. We managed to finish that during dinner and finally ended the night with a couple of cognacs in the lounge. Whew, I wasn't used to that much alcohol.
We had the door open between our connecting rooms so when I got ready for bed I gave a shout over to Matt's room to wish him nitey-nite but got worried when I didn't get a response. I went over to see what was wrong only to find him coming out of the bathroom naked. He had decided on a quick shower and hadn't heard me calling him. Hard as I tried, I couldn't keep my eyes above his waist and what I saw below it had me dumbstruck. His dick had to be six or seven inches soft. My mind was racing trying to figure out how large it would be in action. Damn, he's my brother, I ought to get those kinds of thoughts out of my head. Still…it is one enormous cock.
His nudity didn't phase him at all and he kept on casually walking to the end of the king size bed where he had laid out a pair of shorts earlier I guess he used for pajamas.
My tongue was paralyzed with the sight of what I was looking at and I couldn't really put two words together. He noticed my discomfort and came out with,
"If you came over to rock me to sleep I would like to use that breast for a pillow."
I almost shit with embarrassment. Embarrassment because I looked down at my nightgown and my right breast had slipped out and was staring him in the face. I ran back to my room slamming the door between ours.
He was right behind me saying,
"Leah, don't give it another thought. I was just trying to break the ice of you seeing me naked."
I wasn't only embarrassed, I was crying my heart out. How could I have been such a fool to wear this loose fitting top when I should have guessed that sometime during the week he would have seen me in it?"
He was rubbing my shoulders trying to comfort me and eventually I did calm down and muttered, "You must think I'm such a clutz."
"Nah, just my good looking sister who happens to have very lovely tits."
That set me off again and I was back in my crying mode.
"Damnit Matt, stop teasing me about it. I feel bad enough as it is."
He grabbed my shoulder and turned me over to face him. He was sitting on the side of the bed facing me and he just rubbed my shoulder softly.
"Easy does it Leah. If we can't kid each other who in the world can?"
"You're right Matt. Far be it from me to notice you came into my room with a baseball bat sticking out of your boxers."
He looked down at his crotch and said, "Oops, it wasn't supposed to do that."
His cock was hard as a steel rod and must have been at least ten inches and very thick.
Saying "Maybe I'd better get back to my own room," as he started to stand up.
"Heck, don't let me chase you away. Between my tit coming out and your cock doing the same neither of us can take the high road of decency."
"OK but am I still going to be able to use your breast as my pillow if I stay here much longer?" he joked.
"Sure, if I'm going to be permitted to use that thing as a weapon in case anyone breaks in." She said pointing at my cock.
"It's all yours to use any way you'd like," he said suggestively.
I had never seen nor did I believe there were any cocks as big as his. I asked him,
"Do you have any trouble hurting women when you have sex with them?"
"Not any more. I did with the first couple of girls I had sex with. They were both virgins and it hurt them a lot. After that I learned how to go easy and only go in as deep and as fast as the women were comfortable with."
"Leah, the way you are staring at it makes me think you would like to try it. Am I right?"
"Geez, Matt. We're brother and sister. That wouldn't be right."
"We are also grown adults and able to do whatever we would like and please tell me what's the problem if you would like to have sex with my cock and I would like to use your tit as a pillow." He stated very eloquently.
"I guess you're right." As I kept staring at his cock.
He couldn't help but notice my gaze and reached out and took my hand and moved it to his cock. I was too embarrassed and nervous to look up at him but unwilling to move my hand away from where he put it. I let my fingers uncurl and wrap around his shaft. I could feel him twitch as I did that.
I thought he would reciprocate by putting his hand on my breast but he didn't. He put it right between my legs and was just resting it on my mound. I then felt his fingers start to move a little and realized he had pulled my panties off to the side and his fingers were opening my pussy lips. Oh God, this was really going to happen. I looked at the huge purplish head of his cock and there was a little pre-come showing on the tip. I wanted to lick it off but was afraid to make that kind of first move.
The next thing I knew was he had used his other hand to push my top aside and had his hand on my breast with his fingers lightly massaging the nipple. That, along with me holding his shaft, was beginning to have the expected effect inside of me. I could already feel the pressure growing and I hadn't even felt his wonderful cock inside of me yet.
He lowered his face to my chest and had dropped his mouth to my nipple. Damn, his tongue was active. He then stood up and pulled down his boxers and reached over to me and hooked his fingers under my panties and pulled them down and off in one smooth move. I squiggled out of my top to free up both of my breasts for his mouth.
He lay on his side with his mouth facing my pussy and his cock facing my mouth. I didn't know if he was trying to encourage me to take it in my mouth but all I wanted to do was to run my fingers all over it. I first started to trace the bluish veins laced up and down the length of his shaft and I let my fingernail trace each one of them. I then used my fingers to trace the ring around the head of it while letting a few fingers smear the pre-come all over the head. While this was going on his fingers were very busy opening my pussy lips and searching out my hooded clit. It didn't take him long to find it and then massage the nub out from under its sheath. He then leaned over and let his tongue flick back and forth over the very tip of it which was beginning to drive me over the top. I didn't want to have an orgasm until I felt the ecstasy I knew his monster cock would give me when all, or part of it, was buried in me.
He sat up pulling his cock away from my face and then swung his legs around so we were face to face and said,
"Leah, I didn't bring any condoms."
"Don't give it a second thought Matt. My ex wanted kids and I have been tested over and over again and I am sterile."