Brother May I?

Long, lean fingers trailed across my neck as beads of sweat began to run down my back. My thighs began to tense up in preparation for the explosion of tingles that would start at my swollen clit and spread through my body.

My little pink nipples stretched out further begging for his lips to find them. As I looked down a body, sinewy yet thick, began to form. Blue eyes that had flecks of steal grey looked back at me before narrowing as a moan of satisfaction passed his lips. The face began to take form and became a familiar shape.

My eyelids popped open as my heart gave an odd lurch. My heavy breathing must have woken me or perhaps it was the realization that I had just had an incredible sex dream about my own brother.

Shaking my head it took a moment to realize that I wasn't alone. My roommate had poked her head in and had a grin spread across her face.

"Who were you dreaming about?" Megan asked as she trotted into the room.

"Um," I stuttered. "That hot guy I bumped into at the library the other day."

"What hot guy at the library? You never told me about any sexy nerd!"

"Oh, well, I must have forgot to mention it."

She looked at me quizzically before throwing me a smile and bouncing out of the room. "Alright then, have your secrets Lora."

I couldn't have admitted that I had just had a dream about my brother filling me up as my pussy pulsed greedily around his cumming cock.

Beyond the incestuous factor, my brother was also her boyfriend. They had been dating for nearly six months and I had been forced to listen to them having sex on a regular basis thanks to the paper thin wall that split our bedrooms.

The truth was that I had never really approved of their relationship, but I gave them my blessing so things wouldn't be awkward. Megan had been after him for years, but he didn't seem interested until we graduated and moved into a tiny apartment together. My best friend and my brother. It seemed like a tolerable concept, but I secretly hated it. The cutesy crap of it never really irritated me, but listening to her pant his name and beg for him to make her cum was infuriating.

I walked into the kitchen still groggy from sleep, but found my panties were practically soaked. I wiggled uncomfortably and began hunting for coffee. I tried to turn on the water, but instead of filling the coffee pot, a deep glugging sound greeted me.

"Ugh! What's wrong with the water?" I whined, still shifting in my creamed panties.

"Dunno!" Megan yelled from her room. "Joe is coming to fix it tonight."

Upon mention of my brother's name, a tiny explosion of a pleasuring sting began to travel up my legs. My shoulders fell and I took a calming breath. A flash of the sex dream took over for a moment as Megan startled me into reality.

"He said he would look at it after he takes me to the airport," she explained while rounding the corner. "Why are you so jumpy?"

"I'm not!" I lied. "I just wanted coffee and a shower."

Raising a disbelieving eyebrow, she gave a patronizing nod. "Ok, you can always call him to see if he can come earlier."

"What?" I said reacting too hastily.

"Make him come now," she said grabbing her purse. "Although, he said he wanted to grab some lunch and talk about a few things. I bet he is worried that I am going to hook up with some guy while in Rio!"

All I managed to do was give her a shrug of the shoulders as I grabbed a bottle of juice from the fridge.

The rest of the day I spent trying to shake the image of Joe's face contorting into a release of pleasure. The image of his mouth opening wide as a moan of pleasure coupled with each thrust made me cross my legs to try and contain the feeling. It wasn't the first dream I had had in which I found my brother between my legs. It was actually just one of several over the past couple of years.

A knock on the door startled me from my thoughts and I opened the door without hesitation. Joe stood in the doorway clutching a wrench and a small toolbox. His usual smile was absent from his face and looked depressed with the black night blanketing the sky. "What's wrong?" I asked, immediately going into my caring sister mode.

"Bad day," he replied with a sigh before throwing on a forced smile.

"Oh, is it because Megan is in Rio?"

"Nope." He responded with a shake of his head. "I had to break her little and I feel a bit bad about it."

"What? Why?" I, once again, retorted too quickly and with too much enthusiasm.

"Been trying to break it off with her for a few weeks now. Things have just their course," he answered as he made his way to the kitchen.

"Oh, really? So I won't have to listen to you to hump anymore?"

With a laugh he shook his head. "Broke up over a burger and part on good terms, but I still feel a bit bad about it. She cried a little, but perked up when she saw a couple of guys board the plane. Hand me the wrench."

"Well, that's good then I suppose. Which one is the wrench again?"

He pointed to the long silver tool that was lying between his legs. I hesitated for a moment before gently picking it up and putting it in his outstretched hand.

His head was hidden under the counter and his torso and legs were sprouting from under the sinking. His bent knees sent another flash of the sex dream through my head. I quickly shook it off and starting playing with my hair.

"So you could hear us having sex?"

"Yes, all the time. Didn't exactly soothe me to sleep though."

He laughed a deep throaty laugh before emerging from under the sink. He gave me an appraising look before retreating back to the pipes.

"What?"

"Just wanted to see if you were mad."

I shrugged even though he couldn't see me as I sat perched on the counter. "Nah, but I will admit I am glad it's over."

"Try turning it on," Joe instructed.

Water spurted out in a couple of splashes before turning into a steady stream. I could hear him tinkering with a few things before emerging from the cabinet and pronouncing it fixed.

"Oh, yes! Awesome! I can shower now!" I said with a little clap of excitement. "Thank you!"

He started packing up his tools as I practically galloped to the shower. I had stripped down and grabbed a towel in anticipation of a hot refreshing shower.

"Did you have dinner yet?" Joe yelled from the kitchen.

"Not yet. Didn't want to leave the house without a shower."

"Do you wanna grab some pizza?"

"Fine!"

The hot water sprang to life in the shower and rained down on my skin. I felt a bit better as soap and water helped wash away the odd feeling that had been stirring in my stomach. Yet, as much as the water felt cleansing, I couldn't help but find that other feelings began to rage across my body.

After finishing my shower and throwing on a little sundress, I walked into the living to find Joe handing a man some cash at the door the smell of pizza filling the apartment.

"I thought we were going to go get some food," I asked.

"I don't feel like going out," he said flopping down on the couch.

"Alright," I sighed grabbing a piece of pizza and sitting next to him. "Tell me all about your tender little broken heart, but I demand you rub my feet if you are going to cry about Megan all night."

"I am not broken hearted," he said looking at my feet outstretched on his lap. "I don't think I ever really liked Megan beyond what I feel for someone else."

"Really?" I said punching him playfully on the arm. "Were you cheating on her?"

"No," he said solidly. "I really can't even touch the girl who I have had my eyes on."

He shifted uncomfortably as I wiggled my toes in demand for attention. "Ok, are you going to tell me who it is?"

"Nah," he said looking up at the ceiling. "Doesn't matter. Can't have her."

I looked at him appraising his mood. I had never seen him this secretive and brooding before. He was my brother and I felt obligated to do something to help.

"Alright," I said point at my feet. "Rub and I will share all my help and wisdom that sophomore psychology has given me."

"I am not rubbing your feet," he laughed.

"Rub or no help," I said crossing my arms and swallowing a bit of pizza.

Rolling his eyes he started to rub in a half-assed, patronizing way. "Fine, but this better be good."

"Alright," I said wiping my lips on a napkin.

"Remember when we were little and you had that My Buddy doll and I was so jealous and wanted the Kid Sister doll?"

"Vaguely, but yes. It was my birthday started to throw a fit. You cried and screamed so mom made you sit in your room for the rest of the party."

"Exactly. I got so angry so I started saving my allowance and bought the doll myself."

"The point is?" he asked rubbing with a little more effort.

"Throwing a fit, crying and feeling sorry for yourself gets you nowhere. If you want something you have to work for it. Nothing is unattainable."

As his fingers trailed across my feet and over my ankle I felt the same burning tingle begin to climb up my feet and across my legs. I wanted him move his fingers a little higher and let them wander over me. The fact that he was my brother, someone I trusted and already loved, was just more enticing rather than discouraging.

My head tilted back as his hands began rubbing a little harder and moving to my ankles. I closed my eyes as it felt incredible and awakened my skin. I found myself pushing my legs closer to him to try and test his feelings. I wanted to be the woman he has secretly pining for. I wanted to close the gap and make the dreams a reality. It was like something just snapped and became so clear. I wanted Joe to be with me and I could no longer ignore it.

I opened my eyes slowly to find him looking at me with intent. His chest was rising and falling in a slightly rapid pattern. His hand hesitated at my ankle and with a slight tilt of his head he paused and then let his finger move a few inches up my leg. Joe paused again and looked me in the eyes.

I took a little breath and bent my legs, bringing them and his hand closer to me. I felt my dress slide down my thighs and I could feel my little pink panties were showing. He looked down at them and then back up at me. It was my invitation to him and I felt my stomach turn with butterflies in the hopes he would accept.

His tongue slipped across his lips slowly enticing me. Finally, his hand trailed higher up my leg and travel to my thigh. His fingers curled under the back of my knee and gently pulled them toward himself. I let myself gravitate closer to him. My heart was hammering a fast rhythm as I felt a tickle of wet warmth across my pussy.

As he leaned in closer to me, his fingers pushed my dress further down my thigh before he reached up and ran his index finger across my cheek and chin. I felt my nipples perk up under the light fabric of the cotton. My skin was electrified with goose bumps.

"Are you sure this is ok?" he asked in heavy whisper.

"Yes," I breathed carefully before nodding with vigor. "Are you?"

He smiled, "You are the one I have wanted. Yes."

Nothing more needed to be said. It didn't feel wrong or dirty. It felt amazing and safe. He closed the gap between us and his lips met mine. I instantly felt an explosion across my body. My skin became more sensitive, but nipples grew and hardened, my lips parted as the juices began to slide out of me and my mouth began moving across his with a hunger.

Has hands grasped me and pulled to his lap. I was straddling my brother and about to cross a line in the sand. It felt amazing and I had no hesitations.

His neck begged me to take a bite. I sank my teeth gently into it and heard a groan and a small gasp of pleasure come from his mouth. I couldn't resist it. I didn't want to. I ran my hands under his shirt and pulled it off revealing a chest that I had dreamed about several times. I took in the reality of it and smiled. His hands moved up my arms and pushed the thin straps of my dress off my shoulders. A bit of cotton clinging to my breasts was all that separated my nipples from him. He looked me in the eye as if to ask permission.

"Please," I begged. "Yes."

His fingers curled around the dress top tight against me and pulled down. My tit popped out gently and nipples greeted him and grew even harder in anticipation. His face moved closer as his hands moved across them. The slightly rough texture of his hands felt amazing and made my pussy jealous from the attention.

Covering every inch of my tits with kisses, licks and gentle nibbles I heard a small, pleading whine pass across my lips. I took his mouth and tongue into mine and wrapped my legs around his. He leaned forward and picked me up with my legs clenched around his waist.

As he carried me to my room, I felt how hard he was. He cock was already pushing against his jeans trying to get out. My puss clenched and opened as more wetness slid out of me. The panties covering me were wet and the pink satin was already growing darker as my juices soaked them.

Laying me on the bed, he took in a long look at me. My breasts were bare and my skirt was askew with my wet panties hanging out. He smiled and pulled my panties down with two fingers. A thin strip of brown, curly hair led the way to clean and shaven lips that were already parted. I could feel my clit growing and trying to escape into the air.

Mercifully, I felt his lips kiss mine and his tongue brush against my clit, not wanting to leave any part of my sex untouched. I immediately felt a surge of pleasure rush across my body. Every inch went into a pleasuring beg for more. A quick gasp of air rushed into my chest as he paused, my clit on fire and pleading to be touched.

"Look at me," he asked with vigor.

I pulled myself onto my elbows and looked him in the eyes. He immediately began licking, sucking and kissing me. I felt another release of wetness as my hand grabbed his hair and moved with his head and mouth devouring my pussy. Explosions rocked through my body as the intensity climaxed as I looked into his eyes. My clit became so sensitive I could hardly stand each lick. I tried to pull back a little, but Joe's hungry mouth kept licking a slopping up my wet lips and pulsing clit. Another wave crashed across my body and made nipples harden in delight.

His name tumbled out of mouth with praises. "Oh, God! Yes! Joe, that feels amazing. Oh, Joe. Please don't stop."

He trailed kisses and nips across my thighs and up my chest before sinking his teeth into my neck. The realization that my brother just made me cum not once, but twice, hit me. It felt right. It felt that it was how things should have been. I suddenly wish it was Joe that had my virginity, but I was finally happy to find what I needed in him.

Joe grabbed my hands and pulled them to his chest and stood beside the bed. "You tasted even better than I always imagined. I had always wanted to make you cum like that and know I was the one who pleasured you."

I smiled and leaned over to kiss his stomach. "I am pretty sure I always felt the same way. I just didn't realize it until now. Hearing you and Megan having sex..I was jealous. I secretly wanted you to pant and moan my name."

He leaned down and kissed me on the forehead. "I only dated her to get closer to you. It sounds stupid, but it was the only way I could think of to get this close you."

Smiling once again I find the nerve to ask more of him. "Joe, will you fuck me?"

"If you are ready and sure you want to, then yes." He let his hands fall to his sides and let me make the decision.

I slowly unzipped his jeans and found his hard, erect penis wasn't covered my any boxers or briefs. I pulled the denim down and let it fall to the ground. My brother was standing in front of me completely naked. His dick was long and thicker than I had even imagined and just inches away from me. I gazed it in awe for a moment before I couldn't resist the urge to take a taste.

My tongue ran along the shaft and my lips puckered around his head. I looked up at him and stared into his eyes as I started to feverishly lick his dick. I cupped his balls with hands and met his gaze before I took his cock into my mouth and started to suck.

He started to panting and breathing harder and harder. I felt my puss pulse with jealousy again. As I massaged his thighs I felt his prick jump in mouth and a sweet syrupy mess filled my mouth. I kept sucking and licking as the sticky cum swirled around my mouth.

"Jesus Lora! No one has ever sucked me off like that!" he panted before gently pushing me to the bed.

His dick was still hard and skimmed across my leg as he planted himself between my thighs and started to kiss my lips, neck and chest.

"I'm going to fuck you now. I want to be inside you, Lora."

"Please," I panted and felt my pussy pulse and relax repeatedly, clearly excited at the promise of my brother's thick dick. "Cum inside me. I am on the pill. I trust you and I need you to fill me with your cock."

He kissed me one more time before pressing his head against my opening. My clit pushed past my lips and my pussy was practically dripping with excitement. Joe finally pushed himself into me and I immediately came. Explosions burst with every wave of climax and I could feel myself pulse around his prick as it buried deep inside of me.

"Wow," he panted. "You feel amazing! Did you cum already?"

"Yes," I mouthed still riding the orgasm. "Let me make you cum again."

He started thrusting slowly. His mouth nipped at my neck and kissed my lips with a gentle but passionate need. My tits started to bounce with each thrust and I saw his eyes watching them. He returned to looking me in the eyes as he began pumping my pussy faster and faster.

I started to climax again. My back arched as my name and moans of pleasure came from his mouth. I was practically breathless, but managed to scream out his name and plead for more. Joe grabbed my hand and kissed me again as I felt his dick throb in my pussy. A warm wetness filled me and made me feel whole.

He fell to my chest panting and breathing hard. Kissing my cheek, he asked if I was ok.

"Yes, I have never felt better," I answered honestly.

"Good, me too!" he responded.

He looked me in the eye once again and kissed me full on the lips. As he slowly pulled out of me, a string of pearly white cum connected the head of his cock to my swollen and satisfied pussy.

"I have never cum so hard before," I said feeling the relaxing calm of post sex take over.

"I know. It was amazing. You are amazing," he said, kissing me once again.