Surprise Party (Part 2) [Mf, Mf] [Mast] [Inc]

As I watched my brother’s balls tense with an orgasm, the fog of alcohol suddenly cleared in my mind and what just happened came rushing into reality: I just fucked a stranger, without a condom, in the same room as my brother, while he fucked some girl, AND watching them got me off. Hard.

Jesus Christ.

I felt red rush into my face as a heavy wave of embarrassment hit me. I threw, from my chest, the arm of the guy whose cum was dripping out of me. I jumped out of the bed. My eyes darted around the room, looking for my clothes. I didn’t even bother looking for underwear, I needed to get out of there ASAP.

Next to the bed, just under my feet, where my shorts. I picked them up in a hurry and stepped into them. While I fought to pull the wet pants up my legs, I looked around for my shirt. I saw in laying flat on the ground, soaking wet and in front of the couch where my brother was. His eyes were closed and his head turned upward. The girl he was having sex with was just starting to climb off of him. I hurriedly ran over to it, picked it up, and pulled it on over my head just as I started to open the door.

I heard my brother call out after me as I ran out into the hallway. I felt like a pinball as I bumped into people while trying to make my way from the house. I turned the corner into the living room and ran right into a guy carrying a couple of cups of beer. They spilled all over the two of us.

“Oh hey! Watch it!” he yelled out.

I stopped and tried to apologize.

“It’s cool, baby. Now we’re both all wet,” he said while staring just at my chest. “I just hope my nipples get as hard as your nice little ones.”

I quickly covered my chest and pushed past him.

A girl unintentionally threw her hip into me when I got too close to her dancing. It knocked me to the side. My arms flew out to catch myself and they hit a boy in the face.. “Ouch,” he yelled out while his friends began to laugh at him.

I kept moving. In front of the front door, a group of people stood talking. I hesitated a moment, then cleared my throat. “Can I get out?” I asked them loudly. They all looked at me, the boys eyes quickly falling to stare at my perky 34-B breasts. The girls gave me a sad look, recognizing the state I was in. The group parted and let me escape from the house.

I took a few steps onto the sidewalk and stopped. I looked around me. I had no idea where I was. I’ve never been to my brother’s college town before. I didn’t know how to get back to his apartment. Tears started to build in my eyes. I didn’t know if I even wanted to go back there. Everything was so fucked up now. I didn’t know where to go. I could feel the tears start to roll down my face. I don’t even know how to get there, wherever that was. I just wanted to be away from all of this.

“Hey, hey,” my brother said from behind me.

I turned towards him. Through my blurry vision, I could see him pick up his pace when he saw me. He reached out and wrapped his arms around me, holding me to him.

Before he could say anything, I fell apart. I sobbed hard into him, my arms wrapped over his shoulders. My brother tried to ask me a few questions, but I couldn’t even try to form a response as my chest heaved, caught, and struggled to bring in air against my crying. After a few attempts, he gave up. He just held me, stroking my back and trying to sooth me as I cried. After a couple of minutes, I started to get my composure back. I could take full breaths and process thoughts a little bit.

I lowered my arms from gripping him. He pushed me away from his body, but still held onto my shoulders. “Are you feeling better?” I tried to nod at him a little, but felt myself starting to get choked up again when I looked into his eyes. I closed my eyes tight, squeezing a last few tears from them. “Do you want to go to bed?” I kept my eyes closed and nodded again.

He turned my body gently and moved his arm to be around my shoulder. He nudged me just enough to get my walking, then let me control our pace. He led us just a couple of blocks away. On the walk, he offered to let me sleep in his bed, alone. He’d take the couch. I still couldn’t quite form words, so I just nodded. When we got inside, I went right to his bedroom. I slipped under the covers on his bed and tried to curl into as small of a ball as I could.

I heard a knock at the door. I didn’t answer. He pushed it open, announcing that he had a glass of water that he was putting on the nightstand. He left without another word. After a minute, I reached out for a drink. When I lifted the covers off me, a wave of my brother’s smell filled my nose.

It wasn’t a bad smell, far from it, but it was distinctly him. It’s a smell I’ve known my whole life. It It’s always been there. It was there when we built a hobbit house down by the stream. It was there when he helped improve my batting for softball. I began to tear up again. It was there when I moved into his bedroom when he left for college. I took a sip of water and put the glass back down. And here it was again, keeping me safe while I slept. Tears ran openly onto the while while I fought to go to sleep.

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I laid in my brother’s bed a long time after I woke up the next morning. I didn’t have any idea how I was going to face him. I was still so embarrassed. I got super drunk and then I freaked the fuck out on him. I behaved so childishly.

I finally worked out what I was going to say to him. “I’m so sorry about last night. I’m totally embarrassed. I should have listened to your advice. You’re an amazing brother for taking care of your stupid little sister.” Then we’d hug and it’d be weird for a little while, but we’d move past it. I didn’t even want to bring up the sex stuff.

I got out of the bed, suddenly realizing how damp it was. My clothes still hadn’t quite become dry. They were way better than last night, but the blanket had sucked up some of the water from my clothes and held it there, stopping me from actually drying.

I looked around the room. My bag sat against the wall, just inside of the door. My brother must have slipped it in the room sometime last night.

I opened the bag and began to dig through it. I grabbed a dry tee-shirt and some sweat pants. I unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them down, bending over slightly. I pulled my shirt over my head. I arched my back and stretched my hands in the air.

I walked over the window and peaked out around the curtain. The window faced the back of the grocery store across the street. With no one being able to see me, I pulled back the curtain and let the sun in. It felt warm on my naked body, helping the rub off the dampness from my unexpected swim the night before.

I closed my eyes and played the night through my head again…

I had felt the first twinge of arousal when I saw the captain’s chest. It had just enough hair to look manly, but was shaved enough to show off his muscles. His stomach wasn’t cut very heavily, but it was flat and clearly muscles were under them. I carefully followed him around the party after my brother and I split up, taking drink offers from people as I went. I made sure to only take drinks I saw opened in front of me, or from liquor bottles I watched other people drink out of.

As I felt myself get a little tipsy, I started flirting with the captain: pushing my hair back when he caught my eye from across a group of people, acting bashful when he talked just to me, touching his strong arms when I wanted, leading his eyes with mine as I glanced down at his dick, being overly curious about what perks he got for being the captain. Eventually, that last point got him to offer to show me his “cabin”.

I had only planned on making out a little bit, but as he leaned over me on his bed, I could feel his dick pressing against me. It was long and hard and throbbed excitedly when I shifted my weight to rub against it. I pushed him off of me and down onto the bed. I climbed over him, kissing from his mouth down his chest and stomach to his pants. I pulled down his pants, showing black boxer briefs that were fighting against his erect dick. I pulled down the briefs, making sure to take them off along with his pants. The captain, my first college guy, was naked before me.

I sucked slowly on his dick, stroking his cock with my hand as I went. It was a little shorter than I hoped, but it was thick. I played with his balls a little, tousling them in my hand. After a few minutes of sucking, I moved away from him and undressed myself.

I climbed on top of him and let him enter me. His dick was thicker than any I’d had before. It stretched me wide, which felt amazing. I didn’t miss length. I bounced slowly up and down on him while he played with my breasts. Eventually he sat up, wrapped his arms around my back and held me close to him as I rode.

I rolled off of him. He pushed himself over me and moved his head between my legs. He ran his tongue up and down my slit. He pushed two fingers deep inside me, deeper than his dick reached, and began licking at my clit. I came quickly, squeezing his head between my thighs.

I pulled his head back up to mine when I finished. He entered me again, getting a good rhythm and having total control of my body. He lifted my legs up straight, holding them over his shoulders. He pressed my thighs together, making my pussy even tighter as he worked in and out of me.

I was a little surprised when I heard the door open, but I was too focused on him to care too much. Plus the room was pitch black, whoever it was wouldn’t see anything. After a little while, I heard a girl moan.

“Stop, stop.” I whispered to the captain.

“What?” he asked, coming to stop, but still buried deep into me.

“There’s other people here.”

“So?” He slowly started to fuck me again.

“That’s gross.” I paused. I focused down on my pussy. His dick slid in and out of my wet pussy smoothly. Its veins rubbed inside me. The thick head pushing me open wider, letting my muscles squeeze back down once the head passed. It felt really good. “Er, well. Isn’t it weird?”

“They don’t seem to care. It’s dark. Let’s keep going.”

He was right. So what? I pulled the captain’s head back down and kissed him. I heard a man moan from the other side of the room and I felt a little bubble of heat inside me. I bit the captain’s lip softly. He picked up his rhythm. The bubble began to grow with each thrust. I let out a few soft moans, encouraging him to keep going.

Suddenly, I heard a girl’s voice close to us. “Hi, honey. Having fun?” Her voice was silky. The words fell out of her mouth and coiled around me and the captain. I could feel pressure build in me with each word. “I’m going to turn on the lights. I want to watch you fuck this girl.”

The captain kept going, hard and fast, as the girl got something out of the dresser next to the bed. My breathing was getting short and shallow. I tried hard to suck in air, but needed it too much to get a solid breath in. With each exhale, a noise I didn’t recognize left my mouth. It was deep and animalistic, egging the captain on. The pressure in my stomach ballooned rapidly and popped, flooding my limbs in a frenzy and making all my muscles contract. As the pressure reached my mouth, it forced out a small yell. The quick flash of energy was quickly replaced with a gentle heat over my whole body. It warmed my tensed muscles, relaxing them again. “Oh god.” I moaned out as my whole body pulsed with my heartbeat.

The captains rhythm slowed a little, making more deliberate thrusts into me. Without warning, the lights in the room came on. I turned my head away facing the wall next to the bed. I tried to hide my face in the captain’s shadow to better adjust to the light. The captain put his left hand under my face and turned my head to look at the other couple in the room.

On a dark blue couch, being straddled by some woman, was my brother. I yelled loud in shock, and the captain turned his hand on the side of the my face. His fingers fell over my lips, his thumb went under my chin. He kept my jaw pressed closed and my head from turning.

I had no where to look, but at my brother and the blonde girl riding him. She bounced up and down him, in time with the captain’s thrusts. Her legs were very well toned and her back looked strong. She, like the captain, seemed to keep herself in really good shape. My eyes rolled down the girl’s back to her firm ass. It had just enough fat on it to jiggle a little as she slammed back down on my brother’s lap.

Below her ass, I got a peek at my brother’s dick. It poked out below her, then slid back away from my view. I’ve never seen a dick enter a pussy from this angle before. Her puffy red lips wrapped around his dick, holding it tight while it slid out of her, then folding back in when he entered her again. His dick glistened with her juices. I’m sure it felt amazing for my brother. The captain certainly felt amazing for me.

I looked back up to my brother’s face. “And this is even better for me – there’s not a condom separating me from the captain,” I thought to myself. I felt a soft glow return to my pussy. I smiled. I wanted to get off again. Before my brother got his chance.

I pulled the captain closer to me and moan for him, keeping my eyes on my brother. I begged him to fuck me faster. He followed my directions, starting to bang the bed against the wall a little. His rhythm hit the perfect speed, inflating the balloon inside me with each thrust, not giving it a chance to relax before being filled some more. I tried to yell out for victory, but my words were mixed with sharp gasps.

With a low grunt, the captain came inside him. The feeling of him filling me pushed me beyond my limit. My toes curled, knees shook, hips bucked, chest heaved, fingernails dug, back arched, eyes rolled. The captain pulsed a few more shots into me, then rolled to my side. He slid his arm over my chest.

I reached down between my legs and felt the mess he left there. I played with it a little, glowing in my victory. My brother finished fast, grabbed the hips of the girl and fucking her hard as he tried to catch up to me. When I saw his balls tense, I freaked out.

I shuddered while standing, naked, in my brother’s room. I tried to push it back out of my head.

I walked back to my bed and fished around in it, looking for underwear. It’s too bad I left a really cute pair of black lace ones at the party. The bra wasn’t anything special, but I really liked those panties. From my bag, I took out a pair of pink cotton panties with light blue trim. I pulled them up and stepped into the black sweatpants. After getting them around my waist, I put on the shirt I took out and reached for the door handle. I took a deep breath and opened the door.

My brother wasn’t home. When I got into the living room, the blankets he must have slept with were neatly folded on the side of the couch. A pillow sat on top of it.

“Hey, there” a voice called out behind me. I turned around to see Amanda, my brother’s roommate. He and Amanda dated for a couple years in high school, broke up but remained friends. They went to the same college and shared an apartment ever since their freshman year ended. I was pretty sure he was still in love with her. She now primarily dated women.

“Uh, hi.” I told her. “You guys got any coffee?” She was standing in the kitchen, which opened up into the living room.

“Oh yeah. I made some a little while ago. Let me get you a mug.” She started to dig through a cabinet. ”How are you doing? Your brother said you didn’t have a good night.”

My face turned red and I couldn’t look at her. I sat down a stool on the other side of the counter from Amanda. “Uh. Yeah. I got kind of drunk. How much did he tell you?”

She walked over to the counter and pushed the coffee mug to me. She put her hand on top of mine. “Enough to let me know I should make sure you are ok.” She squeezed my hand. “I see you found your bag.”

I looked at her and smiled. Amanda was always really sweet to me. When they were dating, she made an effort to hang out with me, even when my brother wasn’t there. I looked up to her. It was nice to know she was here. “Yeah. Did you put it there? Thanks.” I took a sip of coffee and Amanda turned back to cooking whatever she was cooking. A long pause drifted between us while she cooked.

“Did,” I started, then paused as soon as I heard my voice out loud. I don’t even know why I’d talk about it with her. What would she think about it? I didn’t know even what I thought about it. I got really turned on watching my brother have sex. That’s so fucked up. But, it was also really fun.

“Did my tell you he caught me having sex?” It was partially true – he definitely saw me having sex.

“Mhm.” Amanda confirmed without turning around.

I had another long sip of coffee and watched her. She stood up on her toes while stirring whatever was in the pot in front of her. Her legs flexed gracefully as they held her up. She had thick thighs, but that was from years of competitive dancing when she was younger. Her skin fight tight to her muscles. No one who saw them mistook them for fat. She wore pink running shorts that were hemmed with yellow. Above her toned ass, I could see just a hint of the bottom of the tattoo on her back. I knew it was a sleeping dragon, but only because she took me with her when she got it. The rest of the tattoo was hidden by a white tee-shirt covered with logos from various businesses in their town. It must have been a free give-away when they first got to campus. It didn’t fit her particularly well – it looked, maybe, a size too big. Amanda’s soft blonde hair was in a tight ponytail. My brother definitely preferred blondes.

“What did he tell you about it?” I finally asked her.

“What do you want to tell me about it?” she asked back. Her words seemed strict, but her tone comforted me. She wasn’t going to press me. She only wanted to talk about what I was willing to share.

I thought for a minute, feeling more stressed out about it. “You got any more coffee?”

“Yeah, hun.” She grabbed the pot and turned back to me. She again placed her hand on mine while she poured. I smiled at her before she returned to her cooking.

“Well, he came in while we were doing it. He had this girl with him. And they started going at it too. But it was dark. So I don’t think he knew it was me.” My voice started to get fast and higher pitched.

Amanda turned back to me and took a seat on the stool next to me. She smiled and took my hand.

“But then the lights came on, and we saw each other. Neither of us did anything. We just watched. And fucked. And came.”

There wasn’t a filter between my brain and mouth anymore. Every word I thought just spilled out to Amanda. “It was really hot. But it was really fucked up. I felt so bad afterwards. I freaked out. I tried to run away, but got lost. He found me and helped me and saved me. I felt so safe and warm in his bed. It smelled just like him.”

Amanda smiled.

“But I felt so bad for seeing his penis. And thinking about his penis. I wanted to race him to orgasm. I wanted to cum before he did. I needed to cum with him watching me. And I wanted to see him cum. Oh god. I sound so fucking crazy.” I started to tear up again, confused by everything. I looked down into my coffee.

Amanda squeezed my hand. “Everything you did,” she paused until I looked up at her, “is okay.” She stopped and continued to look at me.

I swallowed hard, trying to keep the tears away. I took a breath and looked at her. I nodded for her to continue.

“Your brother loves you. Nothing you do,” she squeezed my hand again, “or have done,” she let it go, “is going to change that. Okay?” Amanda smiled and waited for me.

I nodded again. I tried to smile, but it was more forced than anything.

“People are complicated. Sex is even more complicated.”

I twisted my nose at her.

She laughed a little. “Too cheesey?”

I smiled widely with my lips pressed together, holding in my own laugh.

“Well at least it got a smile. Okay listen, I really don’t know what to tell you. You’ve got to figure this out for yourself. No one can tell you how you feel about it. I can say, however, that you didn’t do anything wrong. Sex is complicated.” She grimaced as soon as said it. “I know, but hear me out. Everyone’s got their own things. And those things change and evolve and twist and flex all the time. Don’t beat yourself up over an experience you enjoyed, even if you feel weird about it later. Everything is okay. You’re young. You’ll figure it out. And you can always talk to me if you need help.”

Amanda ended her speech by reaching out and wrapper her arms around my shoulders. I reached behind her back and grabbed her far shoulder hard. I put my chin on the other shoulder and squeezed her tight in the hug.

“Thank you,” I told her after we ended the hug. “That made me feel a lot better.”

Amanda’s face quickly changed to a smirk. “As good as that pirate captain did?”

I blushed and looked away from her.

“ARRRRGH. The lassy liked me plunderin’. And I liked her booty, I did. ARRRGH” Amanda waddled around the kitchen, leaning heavily on an imaginary peg leg.

I started to laugh.

Amanda mimed stroking her big dick. “Maybe if yer lucky, you can walk my plank. It’s, uh, a whale of a good time?” Amanda closed her eyes and looked down the floor, laughing hard, but silently. “Okay, that got away from me.” She laughed some more. “Do you want something to eat?”

“Yeah, what are you making?”

“Oh, some soup. It won’t be ready for hours. How’s frozen waffles?”

“Mmm”

Amanda toasted me some waffles and we sat and talked the rest of the morning. She told me that my brother had gone to the library early that morning. She said he wasn’t embarrassed about last night, but wanted to give me some space to think about stuff after I sobered up. We talked about school was going, where I was thinking about going to college next year, boys at my school, how much she was enjoying the large queer community on campus (socially, emotionally, and sexually), a little about the party the night before, and a host of other topics. After a few hours, the front door opened and my brother came in.

“Hey.” he said from the doorway, not really moving into the living room.

I jumped up from my chair and ran over to him. I threw myself into him, wrapping my arms around him. “I’m so sorry. I’m really embarrassed. I should have listened. Alcohol is bad. You’re an amazing brother. Thanks for taking care of your stupid little sister.” I spit out all in one breath. I took in a deep breath. “Oh, and Amanda’s been great.” I turned to look back at her, but she was no longer in the kitchen. I could see a shadow moving in the long hallway to her own bedroom.

“So you’re okay?” he asked, still uncertain.

I let go of him and plopped myself on to the couch. “Yeah. I feel bad about getting too drunk, but whatever.”

“Are you hung over?”

“No. The water last night helped, thanks. And coffee and waffles.”

“And, the, uh, other stuff that happened.” He sat down next to me. “How’s that?”

I tried to act cooler than I was. “Eh. It was weird, but it’s not like we had sex.” I felt a little jolt inside me. “I had fun,” I could feel myself blush, “obviously, so I guess I’m okay with it.”

“You really seemed upset last night. I’m happy you’re feeling better.” He put his hand on my knee.

“Yeah. I’m okay. Thanks.” I put my arm through his, closing his arm in my elbow. I pulled his arm close to me, hugging it, and rested my head on his shoulder. He lowered his head onto mine. We sat in silence for a few seconds.

“You should probably shower though. You kind of smell like a wet dog.”

I pulled my head off his shoulder and looked at him. He stuck his tongue out at me and got up. I smacked out at him, hitting him on the butt as he scrambled into the kitchen.

While his back was turned, I gave my armpit a quick sniff. Yep. I should shower.

I gathered some things out of my bag in his room and headed for the shower. The warm water felt good on my skin. It flushed away the chlorine that I could feel sticking to me from the night before. The shower also seemed to flush away any lingering unease I felt. When I got out of the shower, I was chipper and excited to explore the national park we were going to.

I tossed on a light sun dress and some hiking boots. My brother, Amanda, and myself headed out to hike whatever mountain my brother picked out. It wasn’t a difficult hike, just long, and I was happy to load back into the car after we were done. We stopped at a cute little burger joint on the way home.

“It looks like you got some sun.” Amanda pointed out. She was eyeing my chest from over top her milkshake.

I looked down at my exposed neckline. “Yikes. I’m really burned. Do you have aloe?”

“I think I’ve got some,” my brother said.

After dinner, we headed back to their apartment. Right away, I changed back into my sweats and shirt from that morning. I went into the bathroom and dug through some of my brother’s drawers, looking for aloe. I found it, took of my top and rubbed it all over my chest. Even though I didn’t have to, I covered my breasts with it, enjoying its cool feeling. I put my top back on, and went to the living room. My brother and Amanda were cuddling on the couch. They were both under a blanket, his arm wrapped around her, her body was pressed into his side. I lifted my eyebrows high and looked at them questioning.

“There’s still room. Come on and join us.” Amanda said, pulling up the blanket they were under. I could see that she was wearing long pink pajama pants covered with rubber ducks and a light blue spaghetti strap top. Her breasts were much larger than the top allowed for. They were nearly busting out of it.

I crawled into the blanket next to her. I put my head on my brother’s leg and Amanda wrapped her arm around my stomach, spooning me. She tugged on the blanket so that only our heads stuck out the top.

“There. One big happy family.” Amanda announced after getting settled. She kissed me on the cheek.

The three of us laid together and watched a movie on Netflix. Throughout most of the movie, Amanda’s hand opened and closed slowly, rubbing her fingertips on my stomach. It was very relaxing and I could barely keep my eyes opened. My brother occasionally stroked my hair with his free hand.

After the movie, we started to watch some episodes of Friends, but I quickly went to sleep. I woke up shortly, with my brother stroking my hair and whispering my name into my ear.

“You’re asleep. Do you want to go sleep in my bed?”

“Mmm.” I lifted my arm over my head and arched my back, stretching myself out. “I don’t want to put you out again.” I turned my body so I was laying back-down on the couch. I looked up at him with my head in his lap.

“It’s no problem. Go ahead.” he encouraged. “I can sleep on the couch.”

“Ok. I’ll sleep there, but you should too. it already smells like you.” I told him.

“That won’t be weird?”

I gave him a look. “Now it will be.” I sat up and stretched again. I tried to kick the blankets off me and stand up, but my legs got tangled in them. I fell off the couch and landed with a hard thud.

“Oh god. Are you okay?” my brother asked quickly, reaching down to help me up.

I started laughing and set my hand on his knee. “Yeah. I’m just clumsy.” I helped myself up. “I need to put on some more aloe.” I went into the bathroom and repeated my aloe application, paying a little extra attention to my nipples. The cool of the aloe made them stand at attention.

When I went into my brother’s room, he was standing in the middle of the room. He hard taken off his shirt and was wearing just some basketball shorts. “What side do you want?” he asked.

“I don’t care. Just crawl in.”

My brother leaned into the bed and pushed himself under the covers. He waddled his way to the opposite side of the bed and pressed himself against the wall. He held the cover up, trying to help me get in.

“Can I hit the light?” I asked him from the doorway.

“Go for it.”

I closed the door and hit the switch. The room got dark. Just a little light from the parking lot across the street leaked in around the curtains on the window. His alarm clock casted a light green glow. I used clock’s light to find my way to the bed. I got another whiff of my brother, and my heart suddenly picked up its rhythm. I crawled in the covers next to him.

We laid silently, uncomfortably, awkwardly, for a few long minutes. I couldn’t close my eyes. I’m sure my brother could hear my heart racing.

“Your room’s as dark as the one last night.” I immediately regretted my words. Why would I bring that up now?

“Huh.” my brother laughed shortly. He seemed as nervous as I was. “It’s a little brighter in here. I can see you better.”

“Yeah, but you don’t have the show you had last night.” I tried joking.

“I don’t think I want to see that show again, anyway.”

I’m pretty sure he was lying, but I was still a little hurt by his feigned indifference. “It seemed like you were fine with it. You finished didn’t you?”

“Yeah.”

Another long weird pause fell between us. I tried to think of other things than what happened last night, but nothing else was coming to mind. All I could think of was watching my brother cum. I wished I could have actually seen the cum. I wanted to watch it spurt from his dick. He had on a condom, and was inside that girl, so I just saw his balls. As I tried to picture it, I could feel myself start to get wet.

To hell with it, I thought. “You know,” I broke the silence, “I didn’t get to see much, but you definitely got a full shot of me.”

“Uh. What?”

“You got to see my whole body, right?”

“I guess.”

“I only got to see your balls and your dick in a condom.” I held my breath, hoping my brother would catch my drift.

“Okay.”

I hope he was just playing dense. “I think,” I paused, “I want to see you naked too. It’s only fair.” I blurted out.

My brother didn’t answer for a long beat. I could hear him breathing a little heavy. “Are you sure?” he asked eventually.

I licked my lips. “Yeah.”

“It’s dark.”

“I’ll get the light.” I lifted myself from the bed, careful not to look at my brother. I turned my back to him and groped for the lamp on the nightstand. I found it, turned the knob on its base, and was blinded by the light that hit me right in the face. “Gah!” I yelped. i should have thought that through, but I was too focused on what was happening between my brother and I.

I turned to my brother, opening and closing my eyes rapidly to try to force them to adjust. I propped myself up on one arm, elbow poking into my pillow, my hand holding up my head. After they did, my brother looked really pale. “What’s wrong?”

He wouldn’t make eye contact with me. “I’m not sure about this. You were pretty upset last night. You really want to do this?”

“Last night was weird. But, I do want to do this. I freaked out from the alcohol, not from you.”

“What if you regret it?”

“We shouldn’t beat ourselves up over an experience we enjoyed, even if we feel weird about it later. And I didn’t suggest we have sex, I just want to see you.”

My brother sighed and then sat silently. He was looking down his body. i could see the gears turning in his head. Finally, he looked back at me. “Okay.”

He began to pull down the blanket that was over us. My eyes followed it, taking in each new inch of skin if showed me. When it reached his waist, he hesitated again. He finally pushed it down over his front. His erect dick pressed against his shorts. Good. His dick was playing a role in his internal dilemma. It wasn’t just him opposing my suggestions. He was fighting his own desires too.

He turned his head towards me. I looked over and caught his eye. I smiled and shot my eyes from his down to his dick.

My brother took the waist of his shorts, lifted them out, and moved them down over his dick. Out from this front it stood. It was poking out strongly from a mess of red-ish hair. It was 6ish inches long and a few inches around. The shaft looked smooth and pale. I could see thin veins running around and down it. He was circumcised. The head was a light pink and it came to a fine point at the end. Even in this little light, I could see a shining hint of precum on the tip of it.

“Is that good?” my brother asked after a couple of seconds.

“I want to see you cum.”

My brother pulled his shorts back over his dick. “What? No. That’s going too far.”

“You saw me cum last night. I want to watch you do it.”

My brother’s face was set hard against it.

“Will it help if I touch myself too?”

His eyes opened a little wider, and I saw just a hint of a smile poke from the corners of his mouth. I had my opening.

I flopped myself down onto my back. I tucked one thumb into the waistband of my sweats and panties. I arched my back, pushing my butt up off the bed, and pushed down with my arms. My bottoms slid over my but and I rested it back down on the bed. I lifted my legs up off the bed, pulling my pants and panties off completely. I threw them towards the closet on the other side of the room.

I turned back around to my brother and propped my head up on my arm again. I lifted my left leg up, bent the knee and set my foot down behind the other knee. I took my left hand and ran it down my front, taking a deep breath as it came into contact with my clit. I pressed two fingers to either side of my clit and began working them in small circles. I closed my eyes tight, taking in a few breaths, enjoying the feeling between my legs.

When I opened them, my brother sat like a stone. His eyes glued to my pussy. “Well?” I asked him.

He looked up at me, eyes still glossed over. He shook his head quickly. He turned his body and propped his head on his arm. We were face to face, our bodies arranged in almost identical positions. My brother pushed his hand down his shorts and pulled out his dick. He pushed the waist of the shorts below his balls, letting them free too.

He started to slowly stroke his dick. His thumb and index finger making contact around his dick, while the rest of his fingers were extended outward. He focused on the top few inches, making sure to rub the skin over the head of his dick. I could see precum building faster.

I smiled and looked at his face. His eyes were focused on my pussy again. I wanted to give him a little better of a show. I moved my hand from my front and slid it down my ass. I reached it down between my legs, poked it all the way out and gave my brother a little wave. I then pressed my palm of my pussy with my clit between the lower two knuckles of my middle and ring finger. I pulled my hand back, stroking the length of my fingers along opposite sides of my clit. I let out a little moan.

My brothers arm picked up speed. When I looked back down, he now gripped his whole hand around his dick. A drop of precum fell onto the bed sheets.

“Why don’t you take off your shorts completely? You’ll be more comfortable.” I suggested to him. He looked at me, letting go of his dick. While he worked to pull down his shorts, I went for my top, pulling it off over my head. My hard pink nipples now pointed themselves at my brother.

His lips were dry form heavy breaths through his mouth. I licked my own and leaned forward, pressing my lips to his. They were full and plump, just dry. But a few seconds of kissing, fixed that. During our kiss, my brother stopped touching himself and reached up to grab a breast. He put his palm over my nipple and squeezed my left breast.

I could feel my body pulse a little at his touch. I sucked in air sharply. I pulled back from the kiss. “No. We shouldn’t. And not just because that really hurt my sunburn.”

My brother smirked. He gave my nipple a quick pinch before returning to his dick. He pressed the tip of his thumb to the top of his dick, three fingertips to the bottom and jacked quickly focusing on the head of his dick.

I pulled my fingers down the length of my pussy. I took two fingers and pressed them inside of me, opening them slightly to stretch me open a little more. “Oooh. Those feel so good inside me.” I told my brother. He took his whole dick in his hand again and started to stroke quickly. More liquid oozed out of him and dripped onto the bed. His breathing got a little quicker.

I could tell he wasn’t too far away, and I wanted to beat him again. I pulled my hand back around to the front of it and focused hard on my clit. I pinched it a little between my thumb and index finger. I rubbed it clockwise a few turns, then counter clockwise. I pressed on it, putting as much pressure as I could on it. Since I had just had my fingers inside me, they were wetter than ever. I could hear them working against me.

My brother’s breathing began to just come in gasps. I looked up at him.

“Where,” gasp, “do I,” gasp, “cum?”

I thought for a split second. I turned my body, lying my back on the bed. “Cum on my tits. It’ll help my sunburn.”

I spread my legs wide and moved my newly free arm down to between my legs. I held open the lips of my pussy with this hand and use the wet hand to rub furiously at my clit.

My brother turned face down on the bed and pushed himself up with his free arm. He got onto his knees and waddled up closer to my head. I tried to scoot my body sideways on the bed, giving more room for him between me and the wall. He turned his hips, his feet poking down between the wall and the mattress. His dick hung out over my chest.

From here, I got an even better look at this cock. Then vein along the bottom was thick with blood. It pulsed a little as my brother started to rock his hips forward. He was very close.

I needed to catch him. I took my dry hand and quickly rubbed it along my pussy, taking in as much liquid as I could. I put two fingers of this hand on either side of my clit and began rubbing. The hand that was very wet, I moved to my side. I lifted my ass off the ground a little. I ran the wet hand under a cheek and down to my asshole.

I took a deep breath and poked my middle finger into it. I pulled it out a little, feeling my asshole flex around my finger. I pushed it back in, knuckle deep. I could feel every nerve around my asshole pulse together as I pushed in and out. My orgasm grew even quicker as I timed the fingers on my click with the thrusting in my asshole.

I saw my brother’s balls tense and he grunted. His hand got pushed opened a little as his dick pulsed. A thick stream of cum shot over my body and onto the floor next to the bed. My brother grunted again. His hand opened and another rope hit my chest. The feeling of it hitting me shot down my stomach to my pussy. He pulled on his dick again, squeezing out another line that landed on my breast, just north of my nipple.

This one, too, sent a jolt of energy down to my pussy. When it hit, it combined with the thrust of my finger into my asshole and the steadily growing buzzing in my clit. My body spasmed with pleasure, as my orgasm bounced wildly around inside of me. I lost track of my brothers orgasm and revealed in my own. It forced my eyes closed as it shot into my head.

I felt my brother’s weight hit the bed again after a few seconds. I opened my eyes and looked over at him. He was seated on the bed, his ass next to my head. I could see his dick still sticking up from his lap. I smiled when he made eye contact with me. He smiled back.

I rolled away from him and reached out for the lamp. I turned the knob and settled down in bed, my back to my brother, arm under my pillow. Once I was settled, I felt my brother press his body against mine and drape his arm over my stomach. I smiled again, snuggled back into him, and closed my eyes.

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