"You ready for another one?" he heard his buddy Tony ask.
"No man." He responded with a drunken slur, not even bothering to lift his head from the bar. "I'm good."
"Where you staying tonight?" Tony questioned.
"Probably at my folks house." he slurred in response. "Thankfully ... my mom hasn't ... touched my room since I moved out."
"That's cool at least. Come on man ... I'll give you a ride." this time the sound of car keys jingling accompanied his friends voice.
It was nearly 1 O' Clock in the morning, when the back door opened with a crash, and in stumbled a dark figure. Of course if happened at the worst possible moment in the scary movie she was watching, and Melissa jumped in terror, stifling a scream and hiding behind a pillow, like THAT was going to do any good!
The figure lumbered, terrifyingly, across the room, the shadows making it seem even more ominous. It lumbered closer to her, and briefly into the light, just enough for her to recognize her older brother Kyle, putting her mind at ease.
'What is he doing here?' she wondered, breathing a sigh of relief. 'He moved out with Karen almost a year ago.' Karen was his girlfriend of the last couple years, she was pretty, with long brown hair, though not as long as Melissa's, and a slim figure. She had a way of looking down her nose at people that made you feel inferior but Kyle seemed to like her. It was then she noticed his obvious inebriation and, as he turned and stumbled down the hall toward the bedrooms hands on the wall for balance, she understood. 'Karen broke up with him!'
She felt so bad for him, she and Kyle had always been close. Even though he was several hears older and popular, and she was a bit of a geek, he was always there for her when they were younger. He never let anyone pick on her, not for her glasses, her crooked teeth or later on, for her braces. He even beat up the first, and only, guy to break her heart.
She had always been a bit of a bookworm but after that heartbreak, she buried herself in her books even more. Books were reliable, books didn't lie, books didn't break your heart, and books didn't cheat on you with your best friend.
'I wonder what happened?' Melissa thought. She continued watching him as he drunkenly swayed down the hall, until he disappeared into the shadows. Hearing the sound of a door clicking shut, she turned back to the TV to finish her movie.
Making his way in the dark, trying to find the bed, he found it, toes first, with a crunch.
"Sunnuva!!!!" He muttered, hopping around a bit before he decided that was a bad idea. Apparently he had startled the room and it began to spin. Catching himself on the edge of the bed, he decided to pause a moment until the room calmed down to a more stationary pose.
Confident the room was no longer surprised by his presence, and was once again content sitting still, he pulled his shirt over his head. Balling it up, he tossed it unceremoniously into the corner, his socks and pants quickly followed.
Feeling the outline of the bed in the darkness, Kyle made his way to the headboard. Pulling back the covers roughly he fell face first into the bed. Reaching behind to grab the covers, he pulled them over his body as sleep was already closing in.
"I can't believe she left me for HIM!" he muttered into the pillow as the last vestige of consciousness faded.
30 minutes later Melissa gave up. After seeing Kyle come in she just couldn't get back into the movie and slowly made her way to her own room. After a quick stop in the bathroom to brush her teeth and take out her contacts, she turned off the light, opened the door, and began to make her way to her bedroom.
Pulling her long brown hair up into a pony tail as she walked, she was nearly to her room when with a "THUD" walked right into the closed door.
"Owww!" she muttered rubbing her forehead. 'I didn't close my door!' she thought to herself and then it occurred to her. KYLE! She had moved into his old room a couple weeks ago! It had been their parents 18th birthday present to her to let her have the bigger room since Kyle had moved out.
'It was probably as much a gift for mom.' she thought absently, as she turned the knob. Less than a week later her old room had been turned into her mom's new sewing room.
Opening the door confirmed her thoughts, for there in her bed, illuminated by the faint light sneaking in from outside, was her brother, passed out, fast asleep in her bed.
Melissa was torn. 'What should I do?' she wondered, looking at her brothers sleeping form. 'Do I go back and sleep on the couch? Do I try to wake him up and send HIM to the couch? Or do I just climb in and stay on my side?'
'Well it IS a double bed.' she thought to herself, which ultimately made the decision for her.
Slipping out of her pants, she turned around to draw her shirt over her head before removing her bra. Massaging her firm breasts, that were reveling in their new found freedom, she slipped on her nightie.
Even though she suspected a marching band could have come through the room and not woken him, she was mindfully careful as she pulled back the covers and slid into bed. Drawing the covers over her, she fluffed the pillow. Resting her head on the pillow, she took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly.
Moments later, just as sleep was nearly upon her, the bed shifted as Kyle rolled over.
His body was chilled against her hot body as he spooned up against her. She was shocked as his arm snaked around her body to cup her breasts. His large form was molded up against her, his legs intertwined with her own but what shocked her the most was the large erection stabbing her in the back.
She was as wide awake as her eyes were open, her heart pounding and her breath ragged. 'How many times have you imagined THIS?' she thought. 'well I mean this but NOT THIS!' she corrected her thoughts. 'I mean, not KYLE!' Even in her thoughts she couldn't keep anything straight she was so shocked.
Not daring to move, barely daring to breath, she wanted him to stop and roll back over, yet desperately hoped he wouldn't.
It was a bittersweet sensation when his hand left her breast and she anticipated he would roll over at any moment. Down her torso his firm hand slid and then into her soft cotton panties.
If it was possible for her eyes to open any further they would have popped out of their sockets and fallen on the floor as his fingers slid over, and then into, her freshly shaven mound. She had never been touched there, not even by herself. The stimulation was intense as his fingers touched her and, with a quivering exhale, melted into his embrace
'It had always seemed so dirty, and naughty!' she thought to herself as she felt herself getting wetter and wetter.
Kyle's fingers slipped further down and into her pussy, he began nuzzling her neck, causing her breath to catch momentarily.
"Oh God!" she murmured as his fingers continued to stimulate.
'THIS IS YOUR BROTHER!' her conscience screamed at her. But all thoughts of how wrong this was were fading, rapidly! Between his muscular form spooned up against her, the hand playing with her pussy, his hot breath and lips on her neck, and his hard cock in her hand.
'When had that happened?' she thought briefly 'and why wasn't he wearing underwear?' giving his shaft a slow soft stroke.
It was the first cock she had ever experienced, outside of a book that is, and even in the darkness she marveled at it size.
Always the academic she decided it was time to "do a little research." Rolling over to get a better look at the tool in her hand, she wasn't fast enough to avoid his mouth as it found purchase on her lips. She opened her mouth in shock, to protest, which instead gave way for his tongue. Around and around her mouth it twirled finding and teasing her own. Her eyes drifted shut reluctantly as his kiss intensified.
Stroking his cock with greater fervor she relished in the attention her body was receiving. She tingled everywhere but especially wherever she was being touched by Kyle.
The fingers between her legs moved back up to her clit as she aggressively returned his kiss, driving him over and onto his back. Kneeling next to him she broke the kiss long enough to get a look at his rigid cock still clutched in her grip.
Ignoring he fact he wasn't wearing underwear, she focused on his cock. It fascinated her. It seemed so much larger than she anticipated, she HAD to measure it. Gripping it at the base, she moved her other hand down to meet it. Bringing the first hand over the second like she was trying to get first ups in a baseball game, she was shocked to see the head still sticking out of her hand. Three hands and then some! Estimating the size of her hand and doing the math in her head quickly, she figured it had to be at least 7" long, and thick enough, her hand couldn't reach all the way around.
'Was that normal?' she thought inquisitively.
Kyle's hand caressing her thigh shocked her back to reality. Frantically looking back at him she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw his eyes were still closed.
Her heart was pounding from everything. The Taboo of the whole situation, the stimulation she had already received, the shock just now when she thought Kyle had woken up to see his sister playing with his hard cock, and finally because she knew what was about to happen.
Moving her hand back up to feel the size, shape, and texture of his helmet, she brought her face closer to get a better view.
The light in the room was dim as she examined it with an almost scientific curiosity. She moved it this way and that to put the light in the best possible place for her discovery, all while slowly stroking her brothers meat.
Just when she thought she was finished studying every square inch she noticed a small glistening ball of liquid at the tip of the helmet.
From her books she knew immediately it was his semen, his cum, and she knew she had to taste it. Without hesitation she bent closer and licked it off, coming back briefly to kiss the top of the head.
It wasn't at all what she was expecting. She had read it would be sour, or bitter, and salty, VERY salty. Well it WAS salty but it was also ... sweet, creamy. Giving his cock several more strokes earned her a little more.
This time instead of just licking it off, she repositioned herself between his legs and licked all the way up from the base, up and over the top before letting herself taste his sweet treat.
His reaction to that maneuver shocked her, and after once again confirming he was still passed out, she did it again. This time though she hovered over the head of his cock, her hot breath stimulating it as much as her hand.
Was she REALLY going to do this? 'Are you REALLY going to suck your brothers COCK!?' her conscience asked her.
