Zilpha was exhausted from her practice with the squad and thus she had decided to go right to bed when she got home. It had been yet another day of being bullied by the other girls and she had told the coach that she no longer wanted to be a part of the team. The coach had displayed to her an understanding and empathy - thus there was no dispute and she had even been allowed to keep the outfit. While she waited for the elevator to reach their floor, she remembered the hate and who it was centred towards. The other girls had mocked her elder brother yet again and tonight it had reached the breaking point. Zilpha began thinking about him and what he was doing. She assumed he was asleep like most of the city, but secretly she wished for him to be awake and she hoped he would greet like she always greeted him whenever he entered through the door. When the elevator stopped and her aching legs began locating her apartment, she chuckled lightly at the thought of him greeting her in such a fashion. After all, he was much taller than her and if he were to jump at her the moment she walked in the door like she always did to him - well it would be catastrophic.
The key turned in the lock and with a considerable care in her movements, she tried to not make a sound. After all, she loved him so much that the thought of even waking him upset her. Entering inside, the darkness of the tiny apartment hit her in the face, but she refused to illuminate it in case she woke him up, thus she closed the door and locked it as silently as she could before tip toeing towards the bedroom with her now bare toes sampling up the dust and it made her realise that the place needed to be cleaned as soon as possible.
Zilpha could hear the faint sound of the television coming from the living room and for a moment, she thought him to be awake, but when she felt her way through the darkness and arrived within the weak light of the television - she realised that he gone to sleep without turning it off. Turning the television off, she made her way towards the bedroom and once there, she saw his silhouette underneath the blankets. Zilpha debated internally with herself whether to go to bed in her cheerleader outfit, or to properly change into her nightgown - or to strip off all of her clothing and place her nude body against her brother's pale skin. It was the latter which she wanted, but she was afraid of doing it, thus she went with the cheerleading outfit in the hopes that it would entice her beloved brother to make a move on her.
He was on his side and facing away from her, thus she faced away from him, too, in the hopes that he would turn around in his sleep and spoon her. Just thinking about him in such a way filled her stomach with butterflies and she thought herself as mad for having such illicit feelings for her elder brother, but she did and her love for him was true. Whether or not it would happen was another thing entirely, after all, he was the shyest man she knew around women and she was no exception, but at least they touched a lot and although it was always her pushing towards intimacy, he seemed to like it, thus she hoped that one day - he would simply rip off her clothes and make love to her. Zilpha was so in love with her brother that she dreamed of him every night and in her dreams, they were a couple and after their dates - they made love like it was their last night on this earth. It made her tingle in her private parts just thinking about him in such a way.
Zilpha could feel the sleep creeping closer and while she awaited its imminent arrival, she tried to conjure up ideas that would entice her brother to seduce her or to simply fuck her. She already dressed in revealing clothing for him and she always tried to wear clothing which left nothing to the imagination regarding how round her ass was. She did this because she knew he was an ass man and so often had she caught him staring at another woman's ass in public that it was clear to her that it was the rear end which he preferred, but she had never caught him staring at hers. Cleavage was a weapon which she also used, but despite how plunging her neckline where or despite how her cleavage would balloon, she never caught his eyes and it upset her that she couldn't be with the man she loved. After all, the boys on the football team was all over her and she turned them down on a daily basis. Zilpha wished her brother could pursue her as relentlessly as the football team, but he never did and their spooning was the closest she ever got to turning her dreams into reality.
When she fell asleep, she awoke within her dream to a rocking bed and an echo of a slamming sound which dominated her bedroom. Her blonde mane and all of its majestic curves, where yanked behind her by her brother's fist and her hands were gripping the sheets as she screamed into the room: "FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!! UGH!! YES!! FUCK YES JAMES!! MAKE ME YOURS!! UGH!! DON'T STOP FUCKING ME!!". The pounding James was giving her was beyond anything she had ever felt and he always fucked her like a madman whose goal was to destroy her body with his thrusts. Her once tanned ass was red from the constant spanking she was getting and with every thrust, she moaned and whimpered underneath him. Zilpha had stars in her eyes and plastered on her face was a big smile.
The bed rocked as he fucked her and as he hammered her inner walls, she was swooning in love and her orgasms rocked her world to such limits that she felt tears of happiness and joy travel down her cheeks. When he finally came inside of her unprotected pussy, she felt his body collapse on top of her and not a second passed before his lips kissed her neck. The combination of his hot breath on her skin and his lips tracing over her skin made her feel like the most desire woman on the planet.
"I love you Zilpha. I love you so much. You are mine now - my woman and you know what that means right?" she heard him ask her and with every word he spoke it became clear to her that he spoke only what she wanted to hear, but still she couldn't help but to answer the words she one day hoped to tell him.
"I know James, I know what it entails. I'm yours, yours to love, yours to breed, yours to marry and yours to fuck in every way that you want. Until the end of my days I shall be your woman and never surrender to the illusion that you love me more than I love you, because it simply isn't true." After she said those words to him, the words which were taken straight from her heart and her desires, she felt him thrust into her again.
She was rolled around until they were spooning and in this position, he seized a breast in his hand as he began pounding into her. Not a word was spoken between them as he fucked her eighteen-year old body to utter ruin, instead she just moaned and whimpered as he hammered into her like she was his ragdoll.
Eventually, the slamming sound of the bedroom grew distant and the pounding thrusts into her ass disappeared slowly but surely and when they truly disappeared - she awoke to a familiar cock pressing into her ass.
It took her some time before she became aware of the fact that he was humping her. It was a shock for Zilpha at first, but then she became more excited than she had ever been in her life and while she felt her round ass be humped, she squeezed his hand which held hers. The fact that he didn't squeeze hers confirmed that he was indeed dreaming. It made her smile like an idiot when she thought of the possibility that he was dreaming of her and that's when she came up with the idea. It was risky, but she wanted him so badly that she had to do something drastic, she could no longer be so subtle about her feelings for him.
With this in mind, she moved their joint hand until it seized her right breast in his hand and she kept pushing his hand into her cheerleader top until his fingers began fondling the breast underneath. Zilpha didn't have the guts to remove any clothing, but she pressed herself as much as possible into his body. The humping increased in pace and soon he was thrusting like a mad man into her ass and his fondling of her breast became quite rough, but Zilpha didn't move nor did she make a sound as she let him take liberties with her body.
Eventually, he awoke and it took him some time before she felt him jolt away from her and instantly she felt the need for his hands to be on her. His breathing was ragged and when he calmed down, her brother gave her shoulder some pressure as he called out her name. Zilpha was nervous and excited, but she did her best to act the moment when she awoke and turned around to meet his eyes. She wasn't a very good actress, but his shock and panic had left him open for manipulation, thus her acting was good enough to convince him.
"Did you have a nightmare James?" she asked him as she pressed her thigh against his and there was a slight jolt from him when they touched, but they maintained the contact between their bodies.
"No...not a nightmare. I just...I touched you Zilpha. I was asleep but when I awoke I was touching your breast. Can you forgive me?" her brother spoke to her and she was floored by the amount of honesty, after all, she wasn't expecting it.
"Why where you touching me?" Zilpha asked and she felt like the devil when she did, but she wanted to figure out if the woman in his dreams was her.
"I think I touched you because of my dream...I..." her brother said nearly lost for words before she cut him off mid-sentence.
"Was I in your dream?" she asked him and Zilpha was afraid she might push too much, but luckily, he remained chained within his honesty.