K: Hey Brother Dear! Are you around? I have a couple things for you A: Hi Sis, not home now, out riding. I'll text you when I'm back K: Great, ttyl! ;-) A: Home. Stop by when you can no rush. After getting my brother's text message to stop by his house, I got a little giddy. I've always had a close relationship with my older brother, but lately my mind has been wandering, wondering "what if". What if a lot of things, but first I'm concerned about my brother's happiness. I love him dearly, and I somehow get the feeling he's not completely satisfied with his life. He has a good job, seems to have a loving wife, and a terrific son, but when I look in his eyes I see something missing. There's no passion in him and that troubles me. So I'll get in the car and see if I can dig a little deeper, get the truth out of him, what's going on with his life. I make the short drive to his house and wonder why I don't see him more often. He is only about six miles from my house, and we hardly get together. I know he's busy with work and their son, but really? Just seems wrong. I will have to do a better job of checking in with him more often. I knock but no one answers, and I think I hear a voice yelling 'come in' but I'm not entirely sure, so I knock again and try the door handle, it turns and I let myself in with a "Hello? Brother, you here?" "Yeah, just getting in the shower, I biked 29 miles today. Give me a minute Sis, be right out" I look for my sister in law and nephew, who are nowhere to be found. And her car is gone too. I can't help but notice the bathroom door is ajar, and I hear the shower running, steam floating out of the room. This brings me back to a much younger time when I lived with my parents and brother. He and I shared a bathroom together and inevitably he would be in the shower when I wanted to go in, and vice-versa. We were both modest kids, covering up with towels and robes, but there was a time when playfulness got the best of me and I would intentionally show a little nipple, or bend over to show off my little ass to him, and he would get caught staring and blush like mad. One time he was in a hurry and came out of the shower, towel around his waist, and his pace was so quick it sent the towel flying open, revealing a very large member swaying between his legs. I was damn impressed! The memory was sending heat to my pussy. I yelled in to him, "Hey is Brenda here, or Joey?" "No, gone to Connecticut to see the grandparents, you just missed them." Oh my, the thoughts in my head were spinning, like a top out of control. I was alone with my brother in a house, and he's naked. I've always had a perverted mind, and I really didn't know if it ran in the family or not. But I sure as hell wanted to find out. "OK well I'm out here so don't come out naked or anything, ha-ha, like you did when we were kids." I was hoping to plant a seed in his mind, tease him and maybe even challenge him a bit. He was out in a few minutes, his curly hair wet and body clean and fresh and yes, towel draped around his waist. He was holding it with a firm grip, but had a grin on his face like he wanted to drop it on the floor, or at least tease me he was going to do it. His playful smile sent another twinge to my pussy, wondering again, what if? I smiled but he kept going, heading upstairs to put on some shorts and a t-shirt and was back in a flash. He hugged me as he always did when we meet, gently but in a loving way. I held on a little longer than I should and wondered if he sensed my longing. He gave one last little squeeze before letting me go and stepping back. "So, brother dear, I have the money I owe you for Joey's fundraiser." I hand Adam a twenty and he starts to go for his wallet, giving me two dollars change. "Really? Keep the change bro." "It’s not my money Sis, just making change, you only owe me eighteen." He was always like that, kept score, played fair, wrote down when anyone borrowed a DVD, not so he could hound you to give it back, mostly so he knew who to ask if anyone else wanted to borrow it. "OK” I said and took the two dollars back. "Oh, I found these games at the house, thought Joey might want them." I put the bag of toys on the counter and my brother thanked me politely, just as our mom taught us. He offered me a drink and we sat and chatted for a bit, all the while I was eyeing my brother, looking him up and down. He had turned out to be a pretty good looking guy, kept in shape, and was, as far as I could tell, a very attentive father to my nephew. I wondered how satisfied he was though, he worked long hours this time of year it being his busy season, and although he was physically fit I could not say the same for my sister-in-law. She had lost the battle with her weight many years ago, and I was hoping my brother was still physically satisfied in his marriage. I do love him, and have concern for his needs. He had been a great brother growing up, why shouldn't I be a good sister now? He caught me eyeing his body and the bulge in his shorts as he sat across from me; he stopped talking for a second and re-positioned himself on the couch. "Adam, do you remember the time we played truth or dare as kids? We were home with two other kids; mom and dad had gone to dinner with friends. Do you remember that?" I waited, desperately wanting to know the answer. I had thought about it so often, kids playing and exploring each other, daring each other to do crazy things. I had watched my brother do naked push-ups over another girl that night, and had tried to trick my brother into touching my young, bald pussy and tiny tits. It didn't go as I had hoped, but gave me something to fantasize about for years to come. He stopped and thought about it, started to say something then got completely red in the face. Ahhh, you do remember!" I said. Before he could shut down on me I wanted to reassure him. "We were kids, doing what kids do; I hope you're not embarrassed?" "Wow, that was so long ago, and yes I'm totally embarrassed. You saw me half naked! And I don't even remember that girl’s name." "Tara." I said, "Her name was Tara. And I think she liked the push-ups, you were dangling on her like a well hung pony!" He blushed even more. I leaned forward in my chair, wanting to close the space that was between us, and wanting to reach out and tell him it was OK, he didn't do anything wrong. "It was just kid stuff, no big deal! I think back on that night a lot." I reassured him. I know the way I was sitting he could see right down my shirt, that was the plan. I reached out to touch his leg and gave soft touch and slight rub. "Hey, kids will be kids, and I've got the best brother, you never told mom I tried to trick you, thanks for that." He looked a little stunned, not sure what to say or do next. "Um, yeah... the tricking part, that was, ah... “ I could see him searching for the words, and he was also fidgeting, shifting in his seat, looking like he needed to readjust himself. Oh my, yes, I could see his shorts were a little tighter, working on a nice chubby, thinking of his little sister wanting him to touch. I blushed and smiled, and said, "Well I'm glad to see I still have a positive effect on you! If you are how I remember, feel free to readjust if you need too, big guy!”, as I giggled. "Look, I was young and intrigued with my older brother. I didn't have a boyfriend back then; we were too young to date! And I love you; you're my flesh and blood, so I won't apologize for what I tried to do. Honestly, I have been worried about your happiness lately and I'm glad we have some time alone to talk. Are you really happy?" He looked at me with the saddest, loneliest face and eyes, and my heart just melted for him. "What is it?" I asked. "Not something I think I should be talking about, Sis." "Really? Why not? I care about you, you know that right?" "Yeah, I know you do, but this is personal." "I don't think family gets any more personal, you really can tell me anything." "God this is embarrassing, how do I tell my little sister I haven't gotten laid in months? Or maybe more, I can't really remember." He looked like such a lost puppy, not sure where to go, what to do, I had to reach out and comfort him, I just couldn't resist his need. "Ahhh, you can confide in me. I never told on you in high school, I damn well won't betray anything you say to me now." He looked a little relieved. Frustrated, but relieved I wasn't going to tease him or make fun of his situation. In all honesty I could relate, and I told my brother all about it. We talked for quite a while about our physical relationships, or the lack thereof. His wife was out of shape and self-conscious, my husband impotent after prostate surgery. It was a real heart-to-heart and we both got a lot out of our newly found bond. I did feel a connection building, sparks kindling those teenage urges, and the look in his eyes said he felt it too. We were curled up on the couch, facing each other, talking, when it happened. It was a brief break in the conversation, and then there was a touch. He absentmindedly reached out and rested his hand on my thigh, gave a squeeze and looked right into my eyes. The same blue eyes looking at me as my own, yes, because they all come from the same blood line. I didn't want the moment to slip away, so I reached out for his hand and rubbed it, took it in mine and pulled him a little closer. "We are family, brother, I want to be here for you, and I need you to be here for me too. I know you feel something, right?" "I don't know Sis; I mean yeah... you're gorgeous, beautiful, and smart. What man wouldn't want you? But you're my sister." I stopped his train of thought by moving in for a kiss, a brief soft kiss full on the lips. "Don't think with your mind; just do with what feels right." I could feel him giving into me, giving into what he so desperately wanted and needed. His dick was growing, throbbing in his shorts, and I could see him trying to readjust himself again. I reached down and stroked him thru the fabric, noticing he didn't have anything on besides the thin running shorts. My God he was as thick and long as I remembered, and I could feel him growing beneath my hand. His breath quickened and he gasped, not feeling this intimacy in such a long time. "Yes, that's how I remember you, big brother, I spied on you when we were young, wanting a glimpse of your dick. I'll never forget the first time I saw you, damn impressive!" He seemed very proud of his member, thrusting it harder and harder into my hand. The shorts were getting in the way; I had to feel the skin for myself, no barriers this time. I kissed him and moved my hand towards the waist of his shorts, reaching underneath and burying my hand, feeling his coarse hair along his belly, leading down to his hard shaft. I took his dick in my hands and gave a firm grip, moving up and down his dick, feeling it thicken in my grasp. He moaned with such pleasure! He craved the attention and intimacy he had been denied by his wife, and was enjoying the first hand-job from his little sister, now all grown up. "Aaaahhhhh, yes” he moaned, pumping into my hand. I reached down with my other hand and tugged his shorts down so I could see. He helped me take them off of him, pushing them down to his ankles, and kicking them off completely. The sight was something I had thought about for years! I had wanted so badly to see him up close, wanted to touch and taste and stroke him, it was surreal and electric for me and my pussy was starting to throb. "Oh my God Adam, I've wanted to touch you for so long, you probably never knew it, did you? Your little sister is a dirty girl, wanting you like this." I felt his dick get rock hard and pulse up and down in my hands, and I watched as the skin along his dick would thicken and then get stretched thin as I pumped him slowly. The passion was going to both our heads, and he was giving into what he needed. He reached out for me, for my tits and my shoulders, squeezing and trying to get a better look down my shirt. I wanted to show him my perky tits so badly, my nipples were aching against the fabric of my shirt, rubbing nicely but wanting to be out in the open. I reached for the straps of my tank top, pulling them down over each shoulder. Nothing was stopping him from reaching in and taking a handful of my tits, and he did! His hands were hot and soft, he reached around my left breast, tugging at my top, shifting down my body. He could see my erect nipples now, in between his thumb and fingers, and he started playing with it, gently rubbing and twisting my nipples, hitting that nerve that goes straight to my pussy. I gasped with pleasure, "Aaahhhh, yes! Look at your little sister's tits, hanging out for you, so fucking sexy! Your dick in my hands, my tits in yours, I have fantasized about this for years!" I confessed to him all the details in my head, told him how I wanted him to suck my tits, fill his mouth and lick my hard nipples. I told him how it made my pussy wet and how I wanted to feel him touch me. I was pumping his dick harder now, desperately wanting to feel it against my breast. I leaned down and rubbed the head of his dick against my nipples, absolutely loving the sight of his pink head against my pink nip! A drip of pre-cum was forming at his head, and it spread across my breast making the sexiest trail of pre-cum I had ever seen. I told him how delicious he looked and he moved his hand from my tit to my head, gently stroking my hair at first, and then grabbing a fist full at the base of my neck. He pulled it tight and held my head back, looking right into my blue eyes. "Do you want to taste me, sister? You said I looked delicious, then stick your tongue out and lick." He forced my head down into his lap, and I did as I was told, sticking my tongue out and opening wide, relishing the moment I first took him down my hot throat! I licked his head first, tasting that sticky pre cum, and felt like I was tasting myself! He was mild and delicious, with a musky scent, combined with soap from his recent shower. I closed my lips around his head and sucked him into my mouth as I slowly rimmed his head with my tongue. Now he was doing the gasping! I sucked a little harder and he shoved my head down deeper along his hard-on, seeing how deep I could take him. "Mmmm, mrrrr" I mumbled, hoping he understood I wanted more of him. He obliged me and pushed my head further down, then released it up. I didn't want to let go of him but he pulled my head just off his dick, and a string of saliva was connected between us. My mouth was open, gaping, and my eyes were ravenous, wanting to go down on him more and more! I pulled against his grip and went down for another taste, pulling my own hair that was still in his grip. I didn't care; I was blowing my brother for the first time and loving every second of it! I couldn't get enough of his dick. I kept pumping him with my hand and moving it out of the way when he was deeper down my throat. I felt him at the back of my throat and then some! I held my head down on him till I gagged and needed to come up for air, licking along his shaft as I did. The mixture of saliva and pre-cum were dripping down to his balls now, making them slick and wet. I moved off the couch and sat between his feet on the floor, telling him how much I wanted to suck my brother's cock, wanted to give him good head while he watched his sister's talented mouth. I got totally lost between his knees, eager to suck and lick him, with a devilish gleam in my eyes and grin on my face. He appreciated all my attention and muttered how he couldn't believe how lucky he was to have a beautiful, sexy sister like me. He confessed he tried to peek at me too when we were kids. He would look at my little girl tits that poked through thin and low cut bathing-suits. He'd watch me through his bedroom window with my girlfriends in the yard, then close his door and jerk off until he came in his pillow. He used to listen to me as I was in the bathroom, wondering what I was doing in the bathtub so often. I was re-living my childhood with him, every sexual experiment I thought I was doing in private, I soon realized he was always watching and listening to me. He would wait for me to go into the bath and run the water, waited for me to put my long, awkwardly thin legs up the tile wall and slide my pussy under the running water. He knew I would be so lost in what I was doing that I wouldn't hear him open the door and peek behind the shower curtain. I had no idea I had watchful eyes, or that I was performing for his pleasure! He would watch until I arched my back, rolled my head back and my naked body shook and pulsed with those little girl orgasms! He told me how he would get rock hard and be stroking as he watched, then scoot out unnoticed back to the privacy of his bedroom where he ejaculated into tissues and cups, or whatever was in his room to catch his load. I couldn't stand it, my body was raging with such an urge to be with this man, my brother, who I had shared so much with and known my entire life. We were in a frenzy to get the rest of our clothes off. He quickly pulled his t-shirt off over his head and started reaching for the hem of my tank top, pulling it over mine. Then we were both grabbing the button and zipper on my jeans, tugging them down, and throwing them in a pile on the floor with our other clothes. "Pretty!" he said, eyeing my tiny thong. I gave him a giggle and wrapped my arms around him, feeling our naked bodies touch for the first time. We hugged and embraced, and I could feel his hard dick poking into my thigh. My breasts felt amazing, rubbing against his coarse chest-hair. It almost felt like fur, brushing against my hard nips. It as fucking hot as hell! And oh my God, his pubic hair felt like soft bristles against my bald pussy. He had no idea I kept myself shaved! He stepped back and held me in front of him as he slowly pulled my thong down and looked me up and down, complimenting my curvy figure and how well I was keeping it up after all these years. His mouth about touched the ground when he saw my bald mound and puffy pussy lips, it was just how he remembered me as a little girl. He moved his hands down my body and waist, to the top of my mound. "Oh God!" I gasped out loud, "Yes, God yes touch me! I have wanted you to touch my pussy ever since that night when I tried to trick you. Don't stop this time, please!" I begged him! I felt his fingers slide down over my pussy, and I was back in my bed as a little girl, naked under the covers, playing truth or dare with my older brother. I smelled his same breath and scent, and was giddy with excitement, dripping wet with anticipation! He started to rub my mound with a gentle circular motion to start, and then he rubbed a little harder. "Aahhhhh, Yes!" I moaned to him, spreading my legs a little so he could touch me deeper, just as I had done so many years ago in bed. This time when I giggled it was with pure passion, and he didn't stop. I felt his fingers slide along the outside my pussy and he rubbed them up and down, getting exploring the folds. His fingers slid nicely, as I was well lubricated and juicy! I felt him adjust his hand and push his middle finger slightly between my lips, getting at my heat and wetness, sliding easily into my velvety hot slit. "Oh my God, sis, you're so fucking hot and wet! My fingers are burning up in you!" He pumped his hand faster, fucking me with his middle finger. Juice was now covering his hand and dripping on the floor. "More, give me more!" I demanded, and he put two fingers in me, then three as I lifted my knee and rested it on the couch. "Yes, yes yes!" I encouraged him, as he held me with one hand and fucked me with the other. I wanted to get so lost in the moment, but also wanted to savor it! I had the presence to look at my brother's face, look down his body and saw his raging hard-on, and his hand fucking me furiously! Every instinct in my body took over, and I kissed him deeply, our mouths opened and tongues touched for the first time, while his left hand was grabbing my erect nipple, twisting and teasing it. Everything we did was a first; the excitement was outrageous and electrifying! I felt a wave of heat start to build deep in my belly and move down to my pussy. I moaned into his mouth and felt the nerve from my nipple to my clit start to heat up. "Oh God! Yes Adam, yes, fuck me, fuck me hard! I'm going to cum and drip all over your hand." He went from kissing my lips to sucking on my tit, balancing me in his strong arm and fucking his little sister with every finger on his hand! The way his thumb stuck out and hit my clit with every thrust was driving me insane with pleasure!! "Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh" I was moaning, louder and louder, until I gave in and let it wash over me!! The throbbing took over and pulsed over me with pure pleasure! I stood there in his house, naked, cumming so hard my knees were beginning to buckle under me! His dick was still rock hard, pointing up at me, and I could not resist any fucking longer. When my intense orgasm subsided and I had some strength back in my legs, I grabbed his dick and pumped it a few times, then I stepped closer, letting it rub the outside of my pussy. The anticipation of having my brother's dick thrust into me was almost overwhelming. I had fantasized about this for so long and it was going to happen, I was taking in every detail so I could always remember this first with my loving big brother. He was sufficiently lubricated with my pussy juice and pre cum, slick and thicker than ever. I kissed him on the lips, grinned and knelt on the couch. I bent over and braced myself on the back of the couch, spreading my legs, looking over my shoulder, saying "Fuck me! Fuck your sister hard, Adam, PLEASE!" I will never forget the excited look he had, his sister bent over, offering herself to him. He put his left hand on my hip as his right hand grabbed his thick dick, pointing right at my fat pussy. He held the head there, rubbing up and down my wet slit, enjoying the moment and anticipation as much as I was. He moaned with delight, the head slowly disappearing into my lips, still stroking it up and down. When he was ready, when he knew he was lined up just right and my lips were holding him in place, he put his other hand on my hip and said, "Now, little sister, I am going to fuck you like the little slut girl that you are, I love my sister dear and I'm going to fuck her like she wants me to," With one quick thrust he was all the way into my pussy, buried deep, holding himself still as he felt my hot walls surround his dick. He looked down and was infatuated with the sight of his dick buried in sister's slit. I felt him hit the end of my pussy walls, all the way to my cervix, and I gasped with pleasure! I felt him squeeze his dick muscles and throb inside of me, and then he pulled halfway out and thrust all the way into me again. He pumped faster and harder, and the sound of his belly slapping my ass was incredibly sexy! It sounded loud and I could tell there was a mixture of sweat, cum and pussy juice slapping and sticking between us. He rolled his head back and thrust his hips deep in me, pulling at my hips to get even deeper, holding himself there for a second or two, feeling the deep pleasure of my warm, wet pussy! I craved the feeling of his hard dick pushing in and out of me, rubbing my g-spot as he entered me. I couldn't help but grab my tits and rub my clit a little, but I really needed to brace myself he was fucking me so hard! I could feel his balls slap against my clit, giving me an added sensation every few seconds. He was building up to a climax and I sensed his balls start to tighten, and raise closer to his body. "Oh God Sis, oh GOD! You're so fucking hot, I want to fuck you harder and harder, I can't hold out much longer." I encouraged him to pump me hard, fuck me and told him it was ok to cum inside me, don't be afraid and cum in your sister's pussy! The words sent him over the edge, and he turned into a rabid animal, fucking and groaning, clenching my hips and closing his eyes, and he beat me like a drum and let a huge load spurt into me, filling me with his cum!!! "Aaaahhhhhh!! YES!" he yelled, "I fucking love my sister!" as every nerve in his body was tingling with pleasure. He came inside me and dripped down my thigh before he even pulled out. I could feel a hot stream of cum trailing down my leg, and I looked down and saw it gleaming in the light. All I could think of is how delicious it would be as I scraped it off my thigh and tasted my brother's cum for the first time.