I've had a very late meeting and was terribly tired. The icy weather forced all cars to move like snails and it would take me more than an hour to get home. Fortunately, my older brother was living only two blocks south of my traffic position, so I decided to spend the night at his place.
I walked carefully over the slippery street and thanked god that I had Toby's keys, since he didn't seem to be at home and didn't answer his mobile.
I suspected him to be spending the night with his girlfriend, and let myself in. Embracing the warmth, I sank down on the couch and took my shoes off, relaxing.
After about ten minutes, I got up, stored my coat and shoes, and went to the bathroom to prepare for the night. Dressing in a shirt and shorts that belonged to my brother, I figured I'd sleep in his bed, since he obviously wasn't planning on using it tonight anyway, and it was much more comfortable than the couch.
What seemed all but five minutes after I'd fallen asleep, I awoke suddenly when I felt someone moving onto the bed. It was obviously Toby, his breath smelled of booze. Since his bed was large enough, I didn't bother to leave and just shuffled a bit to the side. It seemed Toby didn't even realize that he wasn't alone in his bed, until he came in contact with me as he turned around.
"Oh shweeety," he babbled "didn't know you were here..." With this, he embraced me and pressed himself against my back, which was when I realized he was naked.
"Shought you're with the girlsh"
He obviously thought that I was Melissa, his girlfriend, because he began kissing my neck.
"Toby," I murmured half asleep, hoping he would recognize my voice, but he didn't. Since I was tired and had no interest in discussing why I was sleeping in his bed, I just sighed and tried to go back to sleep. Toby would pass out sooner or later and tomorrow I would probably be gone before he even woke up.
But somehow I underestimated my brother. Although he must be completely drunk, measured by his articulation, moves and smell, he was still quite active and stroked my side. Actually, Melissa was taller than me, but otherwise similar built. I let him, because it felt good and I was convinced that he was way beyond getting really dangerous.
It was years ago that I split up with my ex, and I had to admit that I really liked being cuddled and touched like that, although it was my brother doing it. Besides, he was exactly my type and I sometimes wished that he wasn't my brother and available.
My eyes shut, I enjoyed the touch of his hands and slowly drifted back to sleep. Seconds before I was gone, Toby's touching changed. He started to massage my breasts and rubbed his slowly growing cock on my ass. "Wantcha" he mumbled and glided under the shirt.
"No!" I managed to say, and kept passive, to not encourage him. "You're drunk and you smell like an entire pub." I only heard an offended growl as he continued.
I had to admit it felt great and I would have enjoyed it very much, but I had a bad conscience. He thought I was his girl, when in reality, I was his sister.
When I felt his now rock hard cock against my ass, I knew I lost the chance to tell him who I actually was and to be honest. I wasn't so eager to stop him anyway.
Toby pinched my nipple some and let his hand run down to my ass and inside the leg of the shorts, meeting my slip. With an annoyed growl, he slid his fingers beneath them and moaned soft at the contact with my already wet, shaved lips. Moaning, I felt him rubbing my clit and entering me with two fingers. "So wet," he mumbled and started fingering me for a few moments, before he impatiently tugged the pants down and moved me to pull my shirt off.
I was already beyond complaining and so full of lust. His touch was eager and he opened my legs. Aroused, he positioned himself between my legs and started to lick at my wetness, his fingers deep inside me.
"Turn over." His words were still slurred, but I understood and flipped over on my knees, anticipating whatever he had in mind. In this position, I could muffle my own moans with the pillow, which was necessary as he began licking my ass, three fingers now inside my pussy. He wasn't tender, but I liked his eagerness.
"D'ya wanna have my dick?" Toby asked, pushing his thumb through the pulsating ring of muscle.
"Yes, please..." I moaned, but Toby wanted more. "Tell me whatcha' want." His voice was hoarse and he fucked my holes heavy with his fingers and thumb.
"Fuck me, Toby!" I almost begged. "Fuck me! Shove that big cock of yours deep inside me!" I didn't care where he would fuck me, as long as he did it soon. It had been too long, and this man behind me was all I needed, no matter who he was.
"I knew you'd love to." Toby sounded proud and pulled his fingers out of my pussy. Instead, he rubbed my clit and still fucked my ass with his thumb, while he thrust his swollen member deep inside me. As soon as he filled me completely, I came hard, almost screaming into the pillow.
He didn't stop and fucked me powerfully, moaning loud. "Fuck yeahhh, s'goood!"
Without a warning, he pulled out and pressed against my back door, gliding slowly inside. "Love it?"
"Yeaaaahhh!" was all I could say. My mind was jelly and I felt only lust. I had been fucked in the ass before, but not with such a big cock, since my ex was quite small. It felt as if he was going to rip me open, but in a good way and not so painful.
Toby's hand ran over my stomach and up to my breast, kneading it and pinching my nipple. With this he pulled me upwards, bit into my shoulder and moaned "love ya', babe." For a second, my conscious awoke, but was immediately silenced by his fingers, which rubbed my clit again. "Love you, too."
I leaned against his chest and lay my head on his shoulder. This was absolutely the best fuck I'd ever had. "Fuck me, Toby!" I gasped, letting my hand run along his side. He started fingering me again and his breath was a hard staccato next to my face.
Surprised, I felt a second orgasm building inside my body and scratched Toby's hips. "God, I'm gonna come again!" My body tensed and with a loud moan, I came again, almost clamping around Toby's cock. His thrusts got faster and even more powerful, but I had something else in mind. "Let me suck you off," I purred into his ear and Toby immediately stopped and pulled out his throbbing member. I quickly turned around and stroked him curiously. Toby was obviously on the edge and pulled me towards him. I always loved giving head and engulfed him between my lips, swirling around his tip with my tongue. Toby moaned loud and started thrusting into my mouth, until I stopped him. I slowly sucked at him and let my tongue run around his skin, until I realized my mistake: I had a tongue piercing, which Melissa had not. Carefully, I tried to use only the tip of my tongue and my lips. Fortunately, Toby was beyond any logic and his orgasm already grew, so he only moaned and shivered. I softly started to roll his balls with my free hand and just a few moments later, he came with a loud howl, deep inside my mouth. I licked at every little drop and let him go. As expected, Toby just lied down, rolled over, and almost immediately began snoring.
Please, let him not remember the piercing, I prayed, and silently went to the bathroom. After peeing and cleaning up, I collected the night clothes and dressed again, before I went back to bed. Slowly, my common sense came back and I hoped Toby wouldn't remember anything. How could I let him fuck me? He was my brother for God's sake! But it was great. I could still feel him inside me. I sighed and went back to bed and slept, dreaming very hot dreams.
When I woke up, the sun was already shining, so I figured it must have been at least ten o'clock. Yawning, I checked my mobile, which read half past ten. Fortunately it was Saturday, so it didn't matter.
When I heard a deep yawn behind me, I suddenly remembered the night before and blushed deeply. As silent as I could possibly be, I got up and left the bedroom, to go into the bathroom. When I felt the hot water pour over my body, I slowly relaxed again. Toby wouldn't remember anything and have a big hangover, so he wouldn't insist to discuss my presence. I calmed myself. Suddenly the bathroom door opened and Toby came in and peeked behind the shower curtain. I squeaked because of the fresh air and the unexpected face. "What the... Anna?" he said and watched me, confused. "What are you doing here?"
