EroticReverie

Well, we DID make it to the party, even though we both knew we’d rather be at home alone with one another. 

He looked at me as he parked the car down the street. A bunch of cars were already there, and people were standing outside in the street , in the yard, and we could hear the music coming from the house.  I looked to him.

He smiled. “You ready?” he asked reaching over and grabbing my hand. 

I sighed and groaned, scrunching up my nose. He laughed. 

“yeah, me either” he said looking out the windshield at the people in the street.

He sighed. “Well, we’re already here…we might as well…” he said letting go of my hand to get out of the car. I smiled looking at him walk around to open the door for me and smiled looking up at him as he grabbed my hand to help me out. 

“Thanks” I said with a smile as he smiled slightly and nodded as he closed the door. 

I looked in the reflection in the window of the car. My hair was quite the mess after our moment on the beach and in the backseat, I combed my fingers through it a little and tried to bring bounce back to the loose curls I had put in it. 

“Who are you trying to look good for?” he asked jokingly. 

I looked at him and rolled my  eyes. “Nobody, just trying not to look like a freshly fucked whore, with sex hair” I said. He laughed and shook his head as I looked up at him and stuck out my tongue.

“As long as they dont see up your dress and realize youve got my cum between your thighs, I think you’ll be okay” he said with a grin. I raised my eyebrow, and could feel my pussy tighten trying to squeeze out whatever cum of his I had left inside me, just to feel it drip out of me. I bit my lip. 

“Uh oh, did I poke the bear?” he said with a laugh seeing me bite my lip. 

“a little..” I said giving him a look that let him know it was more than a little. 

I watched his eyebrow raise as he stood next to me. 

“Stop looking at me like that, you’re going to make my dick hard” he said looking away and then looking back. 

He grabbed my hand. “Let’s go trouble maker” he said as we started to walk towards the house. Dropping my hand a few steps later after I had begun to follow him. 

As we walked pass people in the yard, he stopped to talk to a few of them, introducing me to them. 

I realized besides him and his friends I didnt really anyone else at the party, a few faces seeming familiar, but nobody I actually knew. 

I saw the look on his friends faces as they saw the hickey the my neck, they mustve assumed what I always assume when I see a girl with a hickey on her neck. Trashy, dirty,…slutty. But guys like them liked slutty, and I knew it by the way they didnt try to hide their obvious glances up and down as I stood there. I wonder how much they’d be interested if they knew I’ve been fucking…and now was apparently dating my own brother. I smirked to myself at the thought. 

“Hey babe!” I heard her voice and growled before even turning around to see it was her. As I turned my head over my shoulder I saw Janelle in a white string bikini, double fisting two beers running up to my brother, and as he turned around, her arms were wrapping around his neck, and she giggled as she smashed her body into his, I noticed the beers spilling from the cups and down my brothers back. 

It was uncomfortable for me, and just pathetic for her. I was sick of the awkward attempts of her trying to win him back. He’s mine now you bitch, I thought to myself as she tried to plant a kiss right on his mouth, him turning his head and having it land on his cheek. He politely pushed her off as she whined, obviously already drunk and the sun hadnt even gone down all the way yet. 

Katie her best friend, and her boyfriend Trevor, who was my brothers best friend, trailed up after her. Both of them giving my brother a look as they shook their heads, kind of affirming that Janelle was a drunken mess. 

“We think Janelle drank a whole keg to herself” Trevor said jokingly, and Janelle laughed and threw her arm around my brothers neck again, hanging on him like….slime. I felt my face snarl, I looked to Trevor who caught the look of disgust on my face. I rolled my eyes and he laughed. 

“I’m so glad you came baby” Janelle said hanging on him, pressing her body to his still , biting her lip at him as she leaned up and whispered something in his ear. I could only imagine what she had said, and I didnt want to know by the look on his face. his eyebrows raised, his eyes widened. 

“Ok, ok….that’s…enough” he said gently pushing her back again. “Chill” he said pushing her away as kindly as he could.  

Janelle grabbed his hand. “Fine, just talk to me for a minute..” she said giving him her best pouty face, and puppy dog eyes. I felt my nose start to scrunch in disgust again. My pouty face was cuter. My puppy dog eyes were better. I told myself as I felt my blood start to boil. 

We all knew this game, the Janelle show. She wouldn’t leave him alone until she at least got to talk to him. My brother looked at me and sighed. “I’ll be right back.” Janelle squealed with excitement. 

I watched them as they walked over to his car, standing on the outside of it, watching him continue to push her away everytime she tried to get close to him. 

Trevor was talking to me about something but I couldnt not keep being distracted trying to keep an eye on her. I felt myself twitch as my body instinctively wanted to run over and pull her hair out when I saw she actually landed a kiss on his mouth for a split second before he pushed her back and then started yelling at her. 

She started yelling, both of them drawing attention to themselves, people in the party starting to look at them, and end their own conversations to hear the drama of the Janelle show. 

My brother had told me multiple times, with the previous breakups they had, that this ALWAYS happens. 

I held up my finger to Trevor who was still talking, ignoring my brother and Janelle, as if it was normal, he seemed to not be phased at all.

I walked over to the car and as I got closer my brother noticed me coming towards them. I could hear him telling her to calm down and to lower her voice. 

As I walked up to them she had drawn her hand back, and I knew she was about to hit him. I’d never grabbed anyone harder than the way I grabbed her wrist, watching her drunk face look back in shock as I held it as tightly as I could and lowered it down  gripping it as hard as I could.

“Ow” she whimpered.

“If you, ever…EVER….fucking lay your pathetic,….desperate…hands on my brother…i’ll rip your hair out of your FUCKING skull Janelle…” I said quietly, my grip getting even tighter as certain words had left my mouth. 

“Ow” she whined again, looking at me, drunk blood shoot eyes, her other hand trying to push my death grip from her wrist. 

“Stay they hell away from him…stop calling him….stop fucking texting him…” I growled. “He doesnt..fucking…want you..and your attempts at getting him back…are getting more sad…and more pathetic…and you look stupid to everyone around you, chasing after him, when they all know you dont deserve him…so its about time you just leave him alone, and fuck off” I took her wrist throwing it out of my hand and letting her go.  

She looked at him, my brother silent, I didnt bother to look at him, but only glared at her as she then looked back to me. 

“Go have another beer…and get the hell away from my brother….now” I said. I watched her lip tremble as she looked back to him, not having him defend her, not having him stop me from saying anything, knowing everything I had said to her was true. She stomped her foot and threw a temper tantrum and quickly walked away. 

“Whatever!” she yelled back at us. “Fuck you!” she screamed back at us. Even though I was the one who had just ripped into her, I’m pretty sure the fuck you was for my brother. 

I felt his hand on mine as he started to walk back towards the party, and after Janelle. He was walking fast and not saying a word. He seemed pissed and pulled me past Trevor and Katie, past the people in the front yard and into the house. I apologized as he dragged me through the crowd of people, some of them staring at the boy dragging the girl by her arm up the stair case. 

There were a few people waiting outside of the bathroom when they door opened and a girl came out, my brother pushing past the people waiting , pulling me in and closing the door behind it. 

I heard the girls on the other side start to complain and bang on the door.

“I’m sorry, but I saw her kiss you, and I’m just so fucking sick of her trying to..” he cut me off as he grabbed my face and pushed me back against the bathroom counter. 

“That was so fucking hot” he said and grinned before kissing me hard, exhaling deeply as his lips pushed against mine.  I was relieved he wasn’t upset, and felt myself being lifted up onto the bathroom sink , his hands fumbling at his pants as our mouths opened, and our tongues were in one anothers mouth. 

I pulled up my dress and wrapped my legs around him , as he had his dick out, in his hand, stroking the semi my little interaction with ex gave him, getting himself a little harder as he then pushed his cock up inside me. 

I moaned, wrapping my legs tightly around him, my arms around his neck , feeling his cock start to thrust in and out of me. 

“Shh..” he said as I moaned again, even though there was music in the house, we couldnt be sure that people werent outside the door listening, even though the girls that were banging had already given up. 

I unwrapped my arms and legs from around him and leaned back, spreading my legs , as my shoulder were leaned back against the mirror. He grinned looking at me as I looked up to him, both of us panting quietly as his cock went faster, fucking me in the bathroom at a party. 

He looked down, watching his cock drill me, he groaned. 

“ooh yeah…” he said sucking air through his teeth, reaching down with his hand, and rubbing my clit with his thumb. I whimpered. Feeling my back arch.

“Youre mine..” I said with a slight growl and he grinned and nodded. 

“Your dick is mine…” I said with a moan. 

He nodded again. “Every fucking inch of it baby”