Janet woke up with the first crash of thunder. She had an irrational fear of lightning and thunderstorms. Shortly after her third birthday her mother had told her to stay in the back yard while she went to the hen house to collect eggs. Of course, being a curious three-year-old, Janet had wandered off. There had been a thunderstorm to the west, sweeping in quickly and just as quickly, when the wind started blowing and the rain started pouring out of the sky, Janet was lost. The lightning flashed and the thunder boomed. Two or three lightning strikes were close with the terrifying thunder coming almost immediately.
Half an hour later when her father, Harry Johnson, found her, the worst of the storm was over, leaving a gentle rain in its place. Janet was curled up behind a big oak tree, soaking wet, covered in mud and leaves blown from the trees, and sobbing hysterically. Her father picked her up and ran for the house, calling out to his wife, Anna, that he'd found Janet and that she was okay. After that, Janet was terrified of thunderstorms. Her fear, which she knew was irrational, persisted to this day and she was now twenty years old.
Janet pulled the sheet over her head but could still see the flash of light as another lightning bolt shot out of the sky to be followed less than five seconds later by a loud crash of thunder. Her parents were in Hawaii, a vacation her mother had dreamed about for years and had saved for so she and her husband could go on it.
Janet's brother was in the bedroom across the hall. Thunderstorms never bothered him. Quite often he would sleep through them when they came at night like this one. Another flash of lightning and Janet moaned. Another big crash of thunder and Janet gave out a little yelp, her body trembling. Without thinking, Janet leapt out of bed and dashed across the hall entering her younger brother's bedroom. At eighteen and just graduated from high school, he was five feet, eleven inches tall and 175 pounds of lean muscle, and sound asleep, as she expected. How he could sleep through a thunderstorm she could never understand.
Janet, wearing only a short, light night gown and panties, slipped under the sheet covering her brother and cuddled up close to him. He was laying on his right side. She laid her right arm down between their bodies and that's when she realized Tom wasn't wearing anything. Her right hand reached down to where she should have felt the top of his underwear, had he been wearing them. He was naked in bed. Even though the flashing and booming of the storm still frightened her, the fact that her brother was naked in bed intrigued Janet. She and Tom used to play "doctor" as small children, as many children do. Janet, of course, being the oldest, got to be the doctor. They had explored each other's body and the curious differences they found. Actually, they continued exploring, including more than a little touching, until Janet started growing her breasts at which time she became shy and would no longer play that game with Tom.
The lightning flashed again and the thunder boomed almost immediately. The storm was right overhead. Janet moaned and shivered and placed her left arm around to the front of her bother's body and pulled herself tight up against him.
"Tom! Tom!" she whispered. Not wanting to wake him but wanting him to be awake and to put his arms around her and hold her tight as her mother and father had done on many a stormy night when she was a small child. Then Janet gasped. Her hand had slipped further down her brother's body. It came into contact with his hard, erect penis. As a nursing student at NIU she had learned that men, especially young men, quite often had nocturnal erections, sometimes even nocturnal ejaculations. Janet wasn't a prude and even though she didn't have a steady boyfriend, she had had sex a few times so she wasn't totally inexperienced with a man's genital anatomy, personally, besides what she was learning in the nursing college at the university.
In spite of her fear of the thunderstorm, she let her innate curiosity guide her. Tom, still asleep, had yet to flinch even with all the flashing and crashing outside, and even with her now smack up tight against his back. He must be really deep asleep, Janet thought. She almost giggled at what she did next as she wrapped her fingers around her brother hard cock and began to stroke it lightly. Like playing "doctor" when we were kids, she told herself. Then, she had touched and pulled on his small boy's penis. But, of course, this was no longer a small boy's penis. It was a man's full-sized penis and it was fully erect.
A shiver of excitement flowed through Janet's body. So wrong yet so exciting, but really, she wondered, how much more wrong than when we were little kids exploring each other's body?
Janet ran her fingertips up and down Tom's cock. The skin felt velvety smooth over the hardness that lay underneath and she could just feel the soft bumps that the blood vessels made just under the skin. His glans was full and swollen. Janet swirled her fingertips lightly around it. Oh my, she thought, I'm getting turned on. She could feel the wetness begin in her pussy and her nipples were now erect. She was shocked with herself for having a sexual reaction to her brother's hard cock.
This is so wrong, Janet told herself again yet she couldn't stop. Or perhaps she didn't want to stop? She rejected that thought. Then the lightning flashed again, lighting up Tom's whole room and the thunder crashed almost immediately, loud, booming, shaking the whole house. Janet tried to stifle a shriek and her hand grabbed Tom's hard cock and squeezed. The next thing Janet knew, Tom began moaning and his body began trembling and then she felt something wet and warm all over her hand as she held his cock.
"What the fuck!" Tom sat up suddenly.
"Eek!" was Janet's reaction.
Tom looked down at his sister, his mind disoriented. Another lightning flash lit up his room with the thunder coming almost immediately. Tom realized that his sister was in bed with him. He also realized that he'd just had an orgasm. He could feel his sticky cum on his cock and on the sheet and, when he sat up, his sister quickly pulled her hand away from his cock. Has Janet been jacking me off me, he wondered?
"Tom. Uh, Tom," Janet said, confused and embarrassed. "I'm sorry. I... ."
Tom grinned at his sister. She wasn't the most beautiful girl in the world, but she was pretty enough and had a wholesome, pleasing personality. He loved her very much. Now sure that she had been touching him, stroking him, he found that it excited him. He was a normal horny teenager and he'd had is share of incest fantasies about his sister, considering all the "doctor" playing they had done as kids.
Lightning flashed again and Tom saw his sister flinch. He slid down in the bed and pulled Janet to him, hugging her tightly. He never made fun of her for being afraid of thunderstorms.
"It's okay, Janet," he whispered in her ear. "I've got you now." His body was completely aware that he was hugging a young woman; he could feel her erect nipples pressing against his chest through her thin night gown. He had his nose in her hair at the top of her head and could smell the faint essence of the shampoo she used. He could feel the heat from her body and also realized that he was totally naked and hugging his sister like a lover. His cock realized it too, as it began giving him that feeling, that wonderful feeling of blood beginning to flow into it, making it slowly become erect again.
Tom tried to ignore how his body reacted to his sister. She was trembling and he held her tighter and enjoyed doing it.
"Tom," Janet finally said, her face still pressed against his chest. Her trembling was subsiding. The thunderstorm was rolling away to the east. "I'm sorry Tom... ."
"About what?" he asked, although he knew what she was talking about.
"About... . About... touching you... stroking you... ."
"Oh hell, Janet, that's okay. I think I enjoyed it. I mean, I did come, didn't I?"
Janet raised her face to her brother and chuckled. "Yeah, all over my hand."
"You mean the hand that is now on my back smearing my cum all over it?"
