I had woken up to find my mother and step father gone to work; this was always a normal thing at my house. It was always just me and my brother at home. We never really got along, until one day. My mom had just got in from work, carrying a beautiful kitten. I was in awe at the sight of it. My brother and I really loved animals, it was the one thing we had in common above all. We would spend time together playing with the new pet. My mom decided to take a weekend trip with her new husband. Leaving me and my older brother at home alone once again. I knew nothing could go right of this, because now he had started a new habit, placing the kitten on my back while I was trying to sleep. Eventually, I just kept pretending I was still asleep, so he would realize it did no good to try and bug me that way again.
On the first day they left, I heard my bedroom door open, I lay still thinking, not another prank! I felt the kitten on my back but I still did not move. My, brother sat on the bed what seemed like an hour before moving. I thought he was asleep, or might have left without me noticing. Until I felt him moving on the bed. What came next gave me the shock of my life. His hand slipped over my bottom. In those days I tended to wear t-shirts and panties to sleep. So I thought maybe he was fixing my shirt for me, until he lingered longer than that would have taken. Slowly he took his hand and made a way down toward my vagina, I realized he was feeling of me sexually, but I still did not move wanting to see what he was about to do. He ran his hand over my pussy for a split second then stopped. I wondered if he was beginning to regret it, I had no idea what to think of it. He stood up and left my room. I heard the front door close so I knew he was leaving to go to his afternoon job.
All I had on my mind for the next few minutes was how his touch felt. It was odd at first to realize it was my own blood brother doing this, but the feeling was the best. The thoughts brought heat to my clit and it started pounding more than it ever had before. I slid my panties off and slowly began massaging my aching clit. My pussy was dripping with juices, all because of a simple touch my brother had gave me. I was rubbing intensely now, moaning remembering how it felt. I slid two of my fingers inside of me, the heat and wetness was so much more than I ever remembered. Faster I went fantasizing it was him doing it. My climax came fast, the intensity of it made me scream out in pleasure. Then finally I fell asleep.
A few hours passed since that moment. I awoke and ordered pizza for dinner, my knees was still shaking from the orgasm, it was so strong. I knew he would be back in a couple of hours, so I had to get my head straight. I decided the best way to deal with this was to pretend nothing happen. My experience with men was not high; I’ve been kissed but never touched by a man. I was a virgin in all ways. I was scared but also excited; the excitement was from the thought of him doing it again. I made a plan in my head to go to bed early that night. That was not so unusual for me, everyone was used to that. When my brother came through the door he went in the kitchen and got a drink and some food. We talked about work, and he was his normal self. I was worried that I had imagined the entire thing. He asked me if I was okay, because it seemed like something was bothering me. I simply replied no, just that I was tired still. He suggested I go to bed early, an offer I took gladly. It was hard to hold in my excitement, as I went to my room. My pussy was already starting to get wet, but I knew I had to clear my thoughts of it, so he would not know I knew.
It seemed like a life time, as I waited for that familiar sound of the door slowly opening. I felt the kitten drop on my back, and realized he used it to confirm if I was awake or not. I lay still with my eyes shut. He sat on the bed, and I heard his pants unzip. Surly he was not going to try to fuck me? I felt his hand slide to my pussy; he rubbed it though my panties, the feeling was amazing. I lay still the entire time savoring it. I felt him lay beside me and move my hand, I made my arm go limp letting him still think I was asleep. He placed my hand on his cock, it was so big! I had no idea they even got to that size. The skin was soft, but I could feel the hard muscle underneath. He wrapped my fingers around his cock and made my hand move up and down his shaft. It was amazing to feel his manhood in my hand, giving him pleasure.
As he made me stroke his cock he leaned down and rubbed my clit intensely. It was the most amazing feeling I have ever felt. He was moaning low moans, but not loud enough to wake me. I was reaching my climax, I was worried I would give up my secret, at that point my juices was flowing fast, and I was at the very edge. I felt his cock start to throb, and we both climaxed and the same time. He let out a moan of pleasure; all I could do was turn over and pretend to still be sleeping. He left my room almost as soon as he cleaned up all evidence. When he left I rolled on my back to savor the feeling. Until I slowly once again, drifted to sleep.
The next morning I awoke, I felt someone beside me; normally my brother would not enter my room at this time of day. But there he was staring at me. I froze not knowing what to say. He told me to stay where I was that he wanted to show me something, so I did as he liked. He ran his hands over my chest, teasing my nipples. When he stopped he asked me if I liked it, I admitted to liking the feeling. He continued to rub my breast the feeling was so good, I let out a soft moan. He smiled and continued going slowly down my body with his hands, guiding them over every inch he could find. He played with my ass, as he told me to roll on my stomach, and spread my cheeks to see my pink tight hole. His moan of pleasure was getting me hot once again, he seen the entry to my pussy and softly played with my lips.
I moaned at that because I found it very exotic. He asked me if I have ever been fingered, I answered him truthfully. He told me to lie on my back and open my legs for him; I did as I was told. He rubbed my clit slowly getting me hot. My moans was becoming louder, as he inserted two of his long thick fingers inside of me. He could work magic with his hands I soon learned as he began to finger fuck me. The feeling was as wonderful as the last time. I spoke to him as he did it. “Oh, yes finger your sister.” He only loved it more. When I got to my first orgasm he quit and asked me if a guy has ever gone down on me. I was so thrilled of the question. He smiled noticing it in my eyes; he spread my legs and put his head over my clit. When his tongue first touched I was in heaven, he could work his tongue better than I could imagine. He licked me clean, and made me orgasm over and over again.
Finally he stood up and unzipped his pants, showing his huge cock. I did not know what to do then, I was not experienced. He told me he was going to teach me how to suck a cock. I was so horny I instantly got on my knees, as he placed his cock in my mouth. The taste was strange at first, but it was a taste I loved. I licked his head and he moaned, he loved it so I placed it inside my mouth and sucked. I soon understood I could do this. I began to suck and bob my head up and down his shaft. While he said wild things to me.
“Mmmmm, yes suck my cock. Make me cum in your pretty little mouth.” I sucked even harder as he said those things to me; I slid my hand towards my pussy, and wildly fingered myself. Our moans of pleasure mixed together. We once again came at the same time. I took his entire white hot load into my mouth and swallowed it gladly.
My brother and I had a wonderful weekend together. Not once did we argue, in fact we stayed in bed the rest of the time my mom and step dad was gone. Sucking and fingering each other hours at a time. This continued for years to come, until we both met someone, and realized we had to stop. But sometimes I still find myself remembering this moment in my life. My brother and I never actually fucked; sometimes I wonder if we should have, surly he is as good of a lover as he was all the rest. Maybe one day I will see, because once again he has that old look in his eyes.