“What took you so long?” Your brother teasingly asks sounding almost annoyed. “Shit… did he… hear me?” You think to yourself nervously. You confidently smile and answer “I’m sorry I didn’t realize I live to serve you my dear brother” looking at him seductively yet playfully while you say this. “I’ll make sure you’re never left waiting for me again, how would you like to punish me?” You jokingly tease. Making a pouty face and batting your eyes you lean in on him and hand him his drink. Just as you start to think that you’re doing too much you notice his eyes dart down then straight back up to your eyes.
You look down and notice he has a clear view down your shirt. You admire your own tits for a brief moment with how nice they look in this bra being pushed together. “Oh shit…” You say as you use your free hand to push your shirt up to cover yourself. “I’m your fucking sister you pervert, are you perving on me AGAIN big brother?” You tease with a mischievous grin stretching ear to ear. His face is so red you can’t help but laugh at him. He looks so flustered and cute like this. “Oh my God…” as he face palms himself. “It’s kind of hard not to look when you shove them in my fucking face.” An embarrassed sigh comes from his frustration.
You tug on your shirt pulling the collar down far enough that the top of bra shows. You have full cleavage poking out of your shirt and your brother is looking right at you. “Honestly I don’t blame you” as you playfully admire yourself in front of him. “You’re fucking dumb” he embarrassingly laughs struggling to redirect his gaze back to the tv. “What, who doesn’t like looking at titties? I’m just lucky I have a pair like this, that means I don’t have to convince anyone when I want to see some tits” you stick your tongue out at him obnoxiously.
After setting your drink down you bounce back on your bed, feeling giddy on the inside. Even tho you got some relief in the kitchen, you feel like it wasn’t enough. That little whore inside of you is screaming for dick. Although it’s only been a few seconds of silence it still feels to you like AGES of awkward silence. “What’s the matter big bro, you don’t like tits?” You ask him teasingly in an attempt to keep the tension while breaking the silence. “You’d rather get some dick wouldn’t you? I feel that! Whoop whoop…” You dance a little on your bed raising your hands above your head.
He snaps back obviously offended… “You don’t know what you’re taking about, I bitch… am a fucking titty connoisseur. I love titties, and titties love me!” He has this proud look on his face and you can’t help but bust out in laughter. “What a fucking dork,” you can barely hold your laughter back. “With an answer like that you’ve probably never even seen any.” At this point your laughter is uncontrollable. You roll over on your side in the fetal position exaggerating the humor. Then the thought hits you as you feel a cool brush of air against your pussy, he can see it and he’s starting right at me! You let out a big sigh to end your laughter and stay in that position, giving him a chance to look for a while.
“I’ve seen some fucking titties, you don’t need to worry about me!” He says with a playful but stern voice. “Oh really?” You bounce back to him. “What bimbo is showing you her tits? I better not hate her, I’ll fuck her up! Have I met this bitch yet?” He takes a breath obviously reluctant to answer. “Don’t worry about who it is.” You just look at him and smile, pussy still on display for your brother sitting across the room from you. You sit upright and start fanning yourself off with your hand. “Woo… all this talk about titties and bitches… I’m thirsty now.” You both laugh a little as you take a good drink from your glass.
You notice your brother shifting his position a little, possibly hiding a buldge? “I’m sorry brother is this getting to you too, do you need some water? I know we share a room but I can step out for a minute if you need me to.” You give him a wink to make it obvious what you’re implying. “Our own rooms would be nice” was his reply. “Ew so you can close the door and jerk off all day,” again trying to up your teasing. “Maybe” he looks at you with a serious face. “It’s fine if you want to you can go ahead, it’s your room too.” Your heart races waiting to hear what he may say.
“I’m not gonna jack off in front of my sister you perv” he says. Suddenly a flashback of the other night flies through your head and you can see him stroking his cock while he watched you sleep. You raise one eyebrow at him and tell him “like I said you can ask me to leave for a couple minutes, it’s your room too. Or the bathroom is right there.” “I don’t want to ask you to leave because it’s your room too, but now that you mention it, I think I will use the bathroom this time” he tells you as he fixes his buldge and stands up. “This time huh?… you’ve jacked off in here before? Was I in the room?” You try to fake a disgusted face without laying it on too thick. “Wouldn’t you like to know” he says in a very flirty way as he starts to walk out.
As soon as he leaves the room your fingers are like a magnet to your pussy. You pull your shorts to the side and rub your swollen clit to try to calm it down. After almost a minute you decide to get up and put your ear to the bathroom door. You want to know if he’s really masturbating. You can hear the rustling sounds that give you your answer. With your fingers still on your pussy you rub yourself harder, listening to him stroke his dick on the other side of the door. It takes you almost no time to cum and you have to cover your mouth with your other hand and step away from the door to keep from being heard.
After you hear the toilet flush you hurry back to your bed and sit there like you never moved from that spot. “I hope you washed your hands you fucking sicko.”
To be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12cpazz/she_just_cant_help_herself_pt_4