I'm currently working on the third part for my original story..but while i'm thinking about where i want it to go...i thought i'd write another one to keep the masses happy...~ lillie bit ~
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"Damn girl, your brother sure is fine" my two best friends chimed in unison.
"Oh please" I scoffed back. To me, my brother wasn't anything more than that. An over-protective, over-bearing big brother. I did however turn my head to watch as he walked into the house. I glanced at my friends Sarah and Jane and realised they were doing the same.
I shook my head and closed my eyes as I went back to the job at hand - getting a good tan.
"Looking good girls" I didn't even bother to open my eyes at the familiar voice. I knew it was my brother. Steve is 2 years older than me, he is smart and witty. Even though he could bug me sometimes with the way he chased other guys away from me (and who could blame them for running, Steve was 6'3" tall, muscular and the captain of his football team)
Sarah and Jane both giggled. "Looking rather tasty yourself Steve" Jane coo'ed. "You sure are Steve, almost good enough to eat" Sarah added. I opened my eyes and looked over at the two of them. I shook my head as I looked at the expressions on their faces. They were practically drooling.
"Move over sis" Steve said as he pushed against my leg with his hand. I glared up at him, but did as he said. As annoying as he was, I wouldn't of changed him for the world. Steve perched next to me on my lounger, facing Sarah and Jane, he was dressed casually in nothing but a pair of shorts. "So what are you girls up to, other than decorating my back garden of course" Steve spoke with a slight hint of humour in his voice. "Well actually we were just waiting for you to get home Steve, we thought you might like to strip for us, and let us see that wonderful cock that we've heard so much about" Sarah smiled prettily, and didn't even flinch as the words flowed from her mouth.
"Oh christ" I muttered.
Steve laughed, he looked over his shoulder at me, then back to Sarah and Jane. "Well since you asked so nicely, who am I to deprive you of that" I looked over to Sarah and Jane, and noticed that some of their self-assurance had melted away. I chuckled softly as Steve stood from him sitting position, he moved over to stand between Sarah and Jane, hooking his fingers into the top of his pants. He hesitated just a moment before turning to me. A dazzling smile on his face, "What do you think sister, do you think I should let these girls see what they crave so badly"
"Leave me out of this Steve" I spat at him, rising from my seat, walking towards the house, I didn't even look back to the three of them as I walked into the kitchen. When I was out of eyesight, I let myself go, my knees weakening, trying to shake the thoughts from my head, yes, oh yes, I'd wanted to scream, because I wanted to see myself. There was many a time I'd caught myself watching Steve as he'd slept, fascinated by the buldge that appeared in the sheet where his legs met, I'd never actually seen his cock (not exactly true, but I don't think seeing it when he was ten counted), but I could tell it would be big, at least 8 or 9 inches was my guess.
Don't get my wrong, I don't lust after Steve, but I was after all female, and Steve was very much male. I gripped the kitchen counter tightly as Sarah and Jane came running through the kitchen, giggling uncontrollably, they didn't even notice me as they ran past. "Oh my god" Jane stammered as they ran out the front door. "What's up your nose sis?" Steve asked as he stood in the doorway. I turned around to face him, thank god he had his shorts on, or I probably would of lost it. "Nothing" I sighed. Steve took two steps towards me. "It's gotta be something, I didn't do that to try to upset you, I did it because I'm proud of who I am, I'm not ashamed to show anyone my body, you know that, and I thought it would be good for a laugh, Sarah and Jane didn't seem to mind, infact they rather liked it"
"Sarah and Jane aren't your sisters" I looked him up and down as I spoke, my eyes coming to rest on the front of his pants. I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned back against the counter as I waited for him to speak. "No you're right, they're not, because if they were, I would of let them do a hell of a lot more than just look" I opened my eyes wide at his words. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I half screamed, half gasped at him "It means little sister, that if they were you, I would of buried my cock deep inside their pussies and fucked them till they begged me to stop" Steve replied.
"You're fucking crazy" I laughed at him. Steve closed the distance between us in a flash, and stood infront of me, one hand on either side of me on the counter, my breath quickened immediately, and despite myself, my body started to respond to his closeness. He leaned down and pressed his mouth to my ear, "Am I sis, am I really, tell me you don't fantasize about seeing my cock, tell me right now, and I'll go away and leave you be" He pressed against me, and I could feel his half-hard cock through his shorts. I moaned softly, but shook my head, trying to make sense of the situation. "I've seen your cock, remember, many times, I don't see what's so special about it" I tried to sound cool and detached, but the crack in my voice gave me away.
Steve pressed onto me harder, rolling his hips over mine, his breath hot against my skin, he spoke again "Yes you have, but that was many years ago, and let me assure you, it's well worth looking at now" his tongue flicked out, and he licked up and around my earlobe. I shivered against him before I could open my mouth to speak, he continued, "Your mouth says no, but your body says yes little sister, let me show you just how well I can use it, let me make you cum" I placed my hands against his chest, trying to push him off me "Steve, are you nuts, you're my brother" I managed to whisper, but I could already feel an old familiar stirring between my legs, it was the same feeling I got when I watched him sleep.
Steve licked his way down my neck, his tongue coming to rest in the hollow below my chin, he raised his head, looking me straight in the eyes. "I may be your brother, but I've wanted to fuck you for so long, I could barely stand being around you, I crave you, I want to hear you whisper my name as you cum over and over, I want to taste your delicious juices on my tongue, I want to make love to you, but I'm not going to force you darling, when you give yourself to me, I want it to be willingly" He left me then, turned around, and walked away as though nothing had happened. I watched him leave the kitchen and make his way to his room, watched as he went upstairs, his now fully erect cock straining against the front of his shorts.
I hadn't realised it, but I had been holding my breath, I finally exhaled, the ache between my legs making me want to touch myself, but as much as I knew it was wrong, I wanted Steve to touch me there more than anything in the world. "He's your brother" I spoke the words outloud, as though saying the words would make the want go away. But, it didn't, I muttered to myself as I walked up the stairs to join Steve. "Things are never going to be the same"