It's wrong to be in love with your brother. I am not sure if it is even called love. Lust is a better word. It started when I was 15. I went into his room looking for a book I had no doubt that he took from me. I picked through strewn clothes and tossed aside items (as is true with all guy's rooms) when I stepped past the partially open bathroom door. It was a good time to go looking, as he was in the shower, but when I glanced into the room I saw him through the blurred glass of the shower door. I looked for only a second—maybe less—turned red and ran out. But the thought of his blurred naked body never left me. More accurately it was the dark region between his legs with the blur of skin dangling between.
Everything changed there I suppose and so now I am 19 and he is 22. He moved to the city to go to school and I wound up moving in with him to cut costs for college. It was very innocent—at least I told myself it was. Most of the time I never thought about anything: just the occasional trip to the beach or when I knew he was showering. Then the thoughts would creep in and my mind would begin to wander. I dated guys and even "experimented" with a couple girls at some parties, but it never amounted to much and I always came back to tell him about it.
One particular night I found myself a little drunk and angry at a certain boy. I told my brother about it in tears and wound up in his arms asleep. He was in a white T-shirt and boxers (I caught him going to bed), and when I snuggled up to him, my mind went from teary about the boy to curious about the boxers. Weird I know. So I woke up in his arms and did a little prodding with my fingers: Just little gestures over the edges of cloth just to see what might "swing loose."
My finger caught something as it slid under that handy hole in the crotch and my heart jumped. It was there and if I was not mistaken it was not completely limp. To my disappointment he woke up almost immediately, made no comment to my looking and told me that he was going to bed. I made no attempt to go with him—of course he would think I was crazy. But desire had begun to take control and with desire comes determination and scheming.
I came home a few days later to find him on the couch with his girlfriend Tiffany. She was cute and I liked her. She had great lips, nice skin and cute artsy glasses that I was never sure if she really needed or not. The strange thing is I was never jealous of her. I had a good place in Eric's life and that's why I say it isn't love exactly. They were making out when I came in, laughed then went back at it almost as soon as I was down the hall. But something curious happened: I knew Tiffany watched me leave as Eric kissed her neck. I mean, I was wearing a fun tight top and my hot jeans and then it hit me. Was she checking me out?
A plan started to form. One that started with a phone call that led to Tiffany coming over when my brother was at work. I told her I was frustrated with school and just needed to sit in our hot tub and talk. She was over in 20 minutes. I wore a blue tank top with my bikini underneath and some short shorts. She brought her suit and some wine just to take the edge off.
Now she was really cute. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail and she just had a little make up on. She had a great body. I noticed when we climbed into the hot tub that her boobs were huge. They bulged out the side of her little top and I wondered if they were real. I mean she had a narrow little waste, a great butt and nice legs. A little too porn star-like to be natural.
"Are those real?" I asked pointing at her tits. We were three glasses of wine in so inhibitions were fading.
She blushed, "Yes they are. I usually wear something more modest to rein them in, but I figured it was just us girls you know."
I slid a little closer to her. Her eyes were a little glazed and she was smiling. "This is a little weird, but can I touch them? Seriously I think they are fake."
She swallowed and looked at me. She was blushing and I could see she was a little nervous. "Um...yeah you can."
I touched her left breast with my fingers and she leaned toward me. I rubbed around the top of her suit as gently as I could. I could see her nipple grow hard and goose bumps formed all over her. I did my best to cup her boob in my hand and squeezed it softly. She giggled a little and I was going to move my hand away but she held it by the wrist to keep it where it was. I felt myself getting excited. So I grabbed a bit firmer then grabbed the other one with my other hand. She slid closer to me. I felt the skin of her legs brush against mine.
I was rubbing both her large boobs with my hands and just staring at them. Then I looked up at her face and said, "Um...I really want to..."
I didn't finish what I was saying and slid her top down revealing her large boobs and firm excited nipples. I leaned forward and took her left breast in my mouth. I licked it over and over. She moaned at my caress, so I went to her other one and did the same thing. Her large boob wobbled as I licked it. I nibbled on her nipple then started to suck it. She stroked my hair with her hands and moaned as I sucked harder and harder.
Soon she wrapped her legs around me and I was going back and forth between her big tits sucking and stroking them. She took a deep breath and then completely surprised me: she slid her hand into the water and started rubbing my pussy. I was already really tingly and this drove me crazy. After a couple rubs, she had forced my suit aside and began to finger me. She knew exactly how to touch me and I sucked on her tits like crazy just enjoying them in my mouth and her hand against me.
I continued to bite on her tits as I pushed a hand against her pussy. She was wet and I started on her the same way she was on me. I couldn't keep it up with my mouth full so I let it pop from my lips and I looked at her with lust while we fingered each other. She bucked her hips against my hand and we squirmed in the tube, rubbing each others clits and moaning. Finally I stood up and led her from the tub into my room. I was careful to leave the door open and the wet footprints through the house would piss off my brother enough to investigate.
I climbed on the bed, and Tiffany pushed me to my back then stuck her mouth on my pussy. I knew she had done it before because she knew how to suck my clit and finger me until I came. I had both my legs in the air as she sucked and licked me. I tore my swimsuit top off and did my best move with her expert mouth. I had my eyes closed and I called out as I came again from her tongue. I opened my eyes to see my brother standing at the doorway watching us.
I said nothing to Tiffany, but kept squirming looking up at him with lust. He swallowed and hesitated. I mean here his sister was getting her pussy devoured by his girlfriend. He took a step forward and then another. I grabbed Tiffany's head and ground my hips against her mouth. I pulled her so her ass was in the air. My brother stared at me and stepped toward us. I nodded to him, my body was burning from Tiffany and I knew it was gonna happen.
He pulled his pants down and I saw his beautiful cock. It was completely straight and hard. I wondered how long he had been watching us and if it could get any bigger. He looked right at me, then grabbed Tiffany's ass, got on his knees and drove his dick in from behind.
"Oh shit," she said, looking up from my pussy—her face covered in my wetness and a couple of pubes. She looked back at him, "Eric..."
"Shut up and eat my sister out," he said in a commanding voice. He grabbed her hair and pushed her head hard against my crotch.
It only took a few seconds and I came again. I looked right at him as he pumped her from behind, bit my lower lip and groaned. "Oh fuck..." I yelled as Tiffany screamed from his wonderful cock driving into her.
I pushed her head back from my soaking pussy. I slid back to the headboard with my legs open for him to see me. She looked up at me. Her mouth was red from so much work and her huge tits jiggled with each pump. He grabbed her hair and fucked her harder.
"Do you like my brother's cock?" I asked Tiffany. Her tits were slapping against her so loudly and she was grunting.
"Oh yes..." she said.