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My brother and I have always had a pretty normal relationship. I am six years older than him and when we were younger; we were always fighting with each other and looking for ways to get in each other's way like any sibling duo. But as we got a little bit older, we learnt to get a long and generally stay out each other's way. I noticed occasionally the way my brother would look at me while I was lounging by the pool, or if I got all dressed up to go out on a date, but I had never really thought much about it. I'm by no means a supermodel, but I think I have curves in most of the right places. Most guys normally notice my 34C breasts first, especially if I'm trying to show them off (which is most of the time). I have long blond hair and brown eyes.
Let me tell you about my little brother Mark; he's around the same height as me, his big sister. His body is slim from the sports he plays but not much definition or muscle tone. He has a slight tan, dark brown hair and brown eyes. He is your average 18 year old, pictures of models and all sorts of girls on his wall, and always stealing glances when he can.
So one afternoon my brother decided to cut track and head home early from school. He was sure that when he arrived home from school and he would be home alone for at least 2 hours. He walked in the front door in his grey school slacks and pale blue shirt, his tie drawn slightly and the top button of his shirt undone to make him more comfortable. He dropped his bag behind the front door, and ran down the hall to his room. He walked into his room, kicking off his shoes and pulling off his tie and excitedly rummaging through his drawers for a DVD he had leant from a friend. Finding it, he reached under his pillow, grabbing a black pair of my panties as he hurried to the lounge and put's the DVD in the player before setting down on the couch and calling out to make sure no-one was home. He turned on the TV as the screen flickers to life and pressed play.
Getting ready to enjoy himself, he slouched back on the couch and unzipped his slacks. As things began to heat up on screen, he rubbed his stiffening cock through his boxers developing a little wetspot from his precum, his eyes still glued to the TV. It didn't take long before he removed his throbbing member from the confines of his underwear and slowly started to stroke his shaft rubbing the precum into the head of his cock. Mark let out a soft moan as his clenched fist gently guiding it up and down his shaft, each time his hand moved down rubbing his precum along his stiff pole lubricating it, watching the screen as the girl was on her knee's slowly sucking the guy off. He grabbed my panties and held them against his nose as he slowly masturbated to the hot porn on the TV.
While my little brother was sat in front of the TV jerking off, I was on my way home from work, having taking the afternoon off. I was wearing a knee high black skirt and a silky white blouse showing a bit of cleavage as that always seemed to put the boss in a good mood, and kept him under my control. I was looking forward to a nice long hot bath, and maybe a little alone time with my special plastic friend. I pulled into the drive way and climbed out the car straightening my skirt and heading for the door. I was a little surprised when I got to the front door and found it unlocked, so I ventured into the house slowly listening carefully in case there may have been an intruder. What I heard instead was an interesting moan and a little suspicious looked around, noticing my brother's bag just behind the door. I decided to investigate the situation a little further rather than calling out and announcing I was home.
Meanwhile, Mark was on the couch, lifting his hips, pushing down his pants and his boxers, gasping as the cool air rushed over his precum slickened shaft, his tight ball sack nestled between this thighs. He stroked a little quicker and inhaling my scent, in time with the pounding going on in front of him on the screen. He groaned "Oh god Lisa" softly, from his stroking and the smell of my pussy as his eyes closed and his head fell back, his hand jerking up and down his young shaft quickly. Occasionally he would open his eyes and glance at the screen.