Jessica awoke with a gasp, clutching her bedcovers high to her chest. Her panting breaths filled the lightning -lit room as she looked around unseeingly. With a soft sob she slid from beneath her bedcovers and flipped on the lights, trying to calm her racing heart. She avoided looking out the windows at the storm as she considered waking her parents for comfort. She softly shook her head and reprimanded herself. Her childish fears were a source of embarrassment. She hated her nightmares but was loathe to disturb everyone else's rest. Steeling her resolve she brushed her silver-blonde hair back from her lovely face, muttering, "For heaven's sake, Jes...You're eighteen now...get a grip."
She decided to get something to drink and maybe watch some TV until her fear abated. She pulled a white t-shirt on over her nudity and padded softly down the hall.
She was just passing her brother Thom's room when she paused. He was home from school for the week, fall break. Thom had always been her idol, older than her by a few years. She heard strange sounds come from his room. A soft grunting noise followed by a sigh and then repeated.
Curious, tears still in her eyes, she turned the knob slowly in her hand. She did not want to wake him if he was sleeping.
His form lay full upon his bed, and he seemed very focused on his hand massaging something beneath his light blankets. She gasped softly and his gaze flew to her. He paused before leisurely resuming whatever he was doing. "Jes, honey, what are you doing up?" She felt sheepish and disconcerted, her mind registering what he might be doing before she disregarded the notion. She had seen him do that in the shower once or twice...and she had been spying-so maybe it was a usual thing for him to do. She bit into her full lower lip and said tremulously, "I had a bad dream. Can I sleep with you tonight? Please?" Thom's hand tightened further on his rampant cock, seeing how the chill night air made her nipples poke forward so blatantly, the t-shirt affording no real coverage. His eyes moved to the v of her thighs wondering if she was wearing panties. He knew she often slept in the nude. He had pulled her blankets away from her sleeping body often in the past year...sometimes running his cock over her slowly until he had spattered his cum onto her pearly skin. He had always made sure to leave her clean, even if she was lightly scented with his cum.
"Sure, baby, "he said softly, pulling the blankets back a little bit. Gratefully she slid into her older brother's warm bed. "Thank you, "she breathed snuggling against him with a little-girl purr. He felt his cock surge as her scent filled his nostrils. She looked to where he held his cock and her eyes widened.
"Do you mind if I stroke my cock?", he asked quietly, his voice a low hum in the darkness. Lightning illuminated the room as she replied, "No...I don't mind...do you care if I watch?" His wolfish smile was lost on her as he murmured, "Not at all...get closer if you like."
She snuggled flush against him and her legs twined around his thigh. With a blush she realized her naked shaven-smooth sex was pressing into his bare skin. He noticed as well and felt her creamy heat pressing into him. He swallowed hard as his eyes went to her, "Would you like to feel it?" She trembled slightly and he felt her hips rock into him. She was rubbing her cunt on him instinctually as her hand emerged from under the blankets.
Jessica gently ran her fingertips over the vermillion head of his cock, tracing the ridges down the sides. Thom smiled and took her small hand in his, guiding her fingers around his pounding erection. "Just hold it like this, baby...and move your fist up and down...that's it...that's a good girl..."
Jessica exulted in the excitement of touching something so forbidden. so hard and hot. She knew his leg was wet from her girl-cum as she teasingly ground into him, rubbing his steely cock with both of her hands. She shivered as her clit was stimulated, turning her eyes to his face. He was gritting his teeth in an effort to go slowly, but her hands were making his balls churn achingly.
"Baby, "he said softly, "Do you see that slickness on the head of my cock?"
She dipped one finger in the silken wetness and replied, "Yes..."
"Taste it, "he bit out, "Suck it off your finger."
With a hint of a blush firing her cheeks she slid her wet finger into her mouth, sucking it clean. the salty-sweet taste made her look back to the head of his cock with definite interest. Bunching his fists in the tangled bed-covers Thom decided there was no going back. He reached over wordlessly and pulled her t-shirt up and off of her. She did not deny him as his hands lightly skimmed her full breasts.
He stroked her long blonde hair as he softly intoned, "Baby...Jes...would you suck my cock? Lick the head and suck it..."
She looked at his large cock and knew it would never fit in her mouth. She moved down to make her face level with his arousal and flicked her tongue over the head. Lapping and sucking softly, she cleaned all of his precum off, leaving him damp with her tongue.
