EroticReverie

 Later that night I was in a pair of grey sweat pants I’d claimed from my brothers room, and an oversized white t shirt, with my hair ontop of my head in a pony tail. I padded down the hallway and down stairs. My parents were going up to bed as I was coming down.

Both of them advised me not to unlock the door for my brother since he’d missed curfew. I nodded. Even though we all knew I’d unlock it for him.  I wondered why they even still gave him a curfew, I also wondered why he wasn’t home yet. Considering his words earlier, about “giving it to me later”. I snarled to myself, finding myself getting angry with him. He better not be out with his girlfriend. I thought to myself. He better not be fucking her. I said under my breath walking into the kitchen.

I grabbed the kettle and put it on the stove to make some tea and could see the headlights pulling in the driveway. I rolled my eyes. Seconds later I heard the engine turn off, the door open, and then shut. I waited and listened to him unlock the door with his key and open it, the door stopping, because of the two chains we had locked at the top. I smiled to myself as I heard him sigh.

I looked at my phone as it started to light up  and buzz across the counter, reading the notification on the screen.

“Locked out.” it said.

I picked up the phone and replied.  "Not home.“ and smiled to myself as I pressed send.

My phone went off again.

“I can see you…don’t be a brat.” it said, I looked up and he was peeking through window at the top of the door.

I smiled and waved, and opened the cupboard and pulled out a mug.

“Come onnn” he said trough the crack of the door in a loud whisper.

I texted him. “where were you…shoulda made it home before curfew…mom and dad said not to let you in.”

I looked at him through the window then set down my phone, ad saw his face go away from the window as I imagine he read my text.

He sent his replies one at a time.

“Went to Tom’s house.”

“I shouldnt even have a curfew.”

“Fine. Don’t let me in.”

“But if you don’t let me in…”

I waited for a threat, a tiny blackmail.

“How am I supposed to eat your pussy?”

I didnt even look up from my phone, I knew his stupid proud grin would be looking at my from the window.

“Stacy’s here…I’ll have her do it.” I replied and then grabbed a tea bag from the jar on the counter and set it in my mug, looking down at the phone as his reply came in.

“That’s funny, cause Stacy was at Tom’s.” he said and I set my phone down and walked over to the door unhooking it at with a hand on my hip.

“what was Stacy doing at Toms?” I asked, annoyed.

He smiled and pushed through the door past me and took his zip up hoodie off and tossed it on a hook near the door.

“She wasnt.” he said.  "I just knew you were bluffing, and wanted to piss you off a little.“ he grinned.

I rolled my eyes and shoved him, but laughed. "dick.” I said as I turned and closed the door, locking it back up.

He was behind me, his hands on my hips and his nose pressing into my ear.

“Is that a request?” he whispered into my ear. I was annoyed, not by him, but by myself for being so easily taken by him, his hands, his breath on my neck, his voice.

I faked being unphased by him and turned around. “Definitely not.” I said mater of factly and stuck my nose up and walked back into the kitchen.

He followed.

“So what game is this we’re playing? Are you back to not wanting the best orgasms you’ll ever have in your life?” he said as he looked at me as I scrolled through my phone, pretending to be busy. He swatted at my pony tail hanging behind my head and I turned slightly ignoring him.

I felt him reach for my pony tail again and this time, he grabbed it wrapping it around his hand and yanking me by my head.

“Don’t be a brat.” he said as he grinned and let my hair go, after I gasped from being pulled by my hair.

“You look so cute right now..” he said and his hand was reaching down between my legs and cupping my pussy through his own sweatpants I was wearing.

“So fucking hot wearing my clothes.” he said wrapping his other arm around me pulling me closer and his hand sliding up my back and grabbing me by the back of my neck , I didnt stop him as he continued to tease me through my pants.

“I thought about you all night…” he said quietly. “You…and your horny little pussy waiting for me..” he said. “waiting to get fucked.”

I moaned. I should have been angry, I should have been offended that he knew I was waiting, but I wasn’t. I was turned on by the fact he knew it, turned on by the fact he knew he had me so good that he could keep me waiting any length of time and I’d still give in when he got home.

I looked up at him, his eyes smiling at me and I stood slightly on my tip toes, his face coming down to meet mine as I kissed him hard, and hungrily as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“I need to fuck you right now.” he groaned, and had spun me around my pony tail whipping around , and he yanked down his sweatpants from around my waist, and I listened to him unzip his pants and second later I could feel his cock pressing again my pussy lips from behind.

“Say you want it.” he said, I could feel him getting harder and harder as he slid it back and forth over my excited cunt.

I looked over my shoulder and smirked.  "YOU..want it.“ I said. He laughed a little, and I smiled and both of us quickly stopped smiling when he sunk himself into me. My mouth opened, my brows changed, and my eyes begged for him as I looked back over my shoulder, hands on the counter.

His hands worked their way up my shirt and he was grabbing my breasts beneath the over sized white t shirt, my pony tail shaking as he fucked me harder, and faster. I was squeaking and grinding myself as I turned my face forward and let him fuck me from behind in the middle of the kitchen. The kettle on the stove began to whistle. He didnt stop.

It grew louder, then louder, and all I could hear was the kettle whistling and the sound of his flesh smacking against mine and my wet cunt dripping for his cock.

He squeezed my tits harder and grunted as he  fucked me harder, my hips slamming against the counter, it hurt, but I didnt care, and I knew we needed to take the kettle off before it made my parents come downstairs, but neither of us wanted to stop not even for a second.

He finally turned, his arms around me, turning with me as well, himself still inside and he pushed the kettle off the burner and flipped the stove off and continued to fuck me, grabbing my elbows as we both stood, me slightly bent forward as he pounded me from behind.

I moaned and bit my lip as my head fell forward, my pony tail swinging as he fucked me and he groaned loudly.

"You’re so hot.” he said. and then stopped, leaving his cock inside me and pulled my arms back, forcing my back against his chest, his hands roamed back up under my shirt and tweaked my nipples. I cooed.

“I want you to cum on my dick.” he groaned.  I moaned as his words filled my ear quietly, his warm breath pushing itself into my ear drum, sending shivers down my spine. I whimpered as he pulled my nipples hard and let them go.  "You hear me?“ he asked, knowing I did but tweaked my nipples again and said it again. "I want that pussy to cum on my dick.” I whimpered again and he pulled out, and we moved to a wooden bench that was near our sliding glass door. He pushed his pants down further and his boxers and sat down. I was trying to removes the sweat pants of his I was wearing, but Apparently I wasnt quick enough cause he pulled me onto his lap while i still had one leg of the pants still around my ankle.

“Ride me.” he groaned, as he lifted  my t shirt up and I lifted my hands up in the air as he pulled it off, he threw it, his hands coming back down to my tits and cupping them, putting his mouth to one as I lowered myself on his cock. I watched him groan with my nipple in his mouth as he felt his cock get sucked back up into my tight wet hole. I squeezed my pussy around his cock. He groaned louder, as I rode him this way, and squeezing it even tighter.

“fuuuck, you always feel so fucking good.” he said before he sucked my breast hard, his tongue washing my nipple, bathing it as I started to ride him faster, bouncing myself. I whimpered and he looked up and smirked. His hand was behind my neck as he looked to me as I rode him.

“that feel good?….you like riding real dick dont you?” he said in a low growl.  "mmmmm …you’re addicted to it…“ he said.

I moaned and nodded.   "Yeah…I know you are” he groaned.

“you love your brothers big dick stretching open your gay little cunt?” he asked, and I could tell he was unsure if he was going to far.

I moaned and nodded anyways, because, I liked it. I liked him reminding me that he turned me on to men. Well. Him anyways.

I like that he was proud of himself for proving it.

“Yeah…ride the dick…nothing like the real thing…nothing like a big dick in that little pussy… ” he said, and his words were only making it harder for me to not cum.

He smacked one of my tits with his hand, and I gasped but rode him faster, I could feel it, and I knew he could feel it, my pussy soaking his cock, dripping down his balls.

My hands were on his shoulder, but he pulled me tight to his chest and wrapped his arms tight around my waist and began to put in work. He was thrusting hard, up into me, fucking me, sending me off rhythm, stopping, and letting him take me, and fuck me like a rag doll.

I squealed and panted as he continued to hold my arms pinned at my side as he squeezed me tightly, bear hugging me as he fucked my cunt, sending my body jolting upwards with each thrust, my moans vibrating as my body shook.  

“Cum on your brothers dick.” he groaned. “cum on this dick…right now…do it.” he demanded. I tried not to moan too loud as my head was over his shoulder, my body being jerked by him fucking me, and I was cumming now, hard, all over his cock as he had wanted.

“Thats a good girl…good little sister..” he whispered into my ear and I could tell he was saying it with a grin as he thrust up into me. I whimpered as I continued to cum and gasped as I finished my body trembling as he still held me tight in his arms and then slowly let me go, my body melting onto his. His hands grabbed my hips and he pushed them back and forth just a little.

“Mmmmm , can you feel that…you drenched my cock.” he graoned, his erection still buried up inside me. “Your pussy is too good.” he said. “I want to over flow your pussy with my cum,” he said. I sat up, still recovering and smiled, trying to find the energy to still participate.

“I want to cum inside of you.” he said.

I leaned back with my hands on his knees and lifted my pussy slowly and then lowered it back down, leaning back so he could see, and watch every inch of himself slip in and out of the soaking wet cunt he’d made.

He smiled and he leaned back against the wall as I rode him slowly. Both of us listening to the absolute wetness of my pussy swalloing his cock every time.

“Mmmm i love that sound.” he groaned and I smiled.

“Me too.” I said and bit my lip and began to go a little faster.

His hand slid up my tummy, and between my breasts and back down, dragging his fingers , lightly scratching down my torso. I moaned feeling a new fire light inside of me.

I went faster , my tits bouncing as I rode him, still leaning back, my pony tail hanging behind me.

His hands gripped my ass  and then slid down the back of my thighs as he stood, holding me and bringing me to the window, putting my back against the glass. The cold of the glass against my warm skin sent a shiver throughout my entire body and the sensation was only adding to my excitement. The excitment of him fucking me now against the door, with the lights on, my brain wondering if anyone could see, if any neighbors were up late, and if theyd see us good enough to see it was us, and not my parents having a late night fuck in the kitchen.

the glass squeaked as my warm flesh skidded against it as he thrust up into me, my legs now wrapped around him. My hands were only on his shoulders and he was lifting me up and down on his cock.

“Cum inside me.” I said. He turned from the glass and set me on the small round table in front of it and I spread my legs as he pounded me, wrapping my legs around him, trying to , but them shaking loose as he fucked me harder than he ever had. My legs wobbling, shaking as he thrust me and fucked me like a toy.

“Cum inside your little sister….” I moaned. “Cum inside my little lesbian cunt.” I said, returning the favor of dirty talk.

“Mmm fuck.” he groaned, and I knew he liked it.

“Come on….show me…show me what you can do….are you going to fill it? Hmmm? fill me with your cum? Hmm? you want to see my gay pussy dripping your seed?” I asked and he blew.

He groaned loudly and He pulled out slightly, but still inside me as he let his cum seep into me. I was holding myself up by my hands looking up at him as he looked down to where his cock was, unloading itself inside me. He was concentrating, and wincing as he finished and then pulled out slowly, and I could feel some of his cum dribble out of me already.  He watched as I leaked his cum from my cunt.

“Push it out. I want to see it.” he said.

I squeezed my cunt slowly, then tighter pushing his cum out, feeling more of him drip down my cunt to my ass and onto the table.

“Shitttt” he said watching and looking up at me and smiling then back down.

“Mmm thats so hot…so fucking hot.” he said.

He reached out a finger and dragged the side of it up my ass and cunt, lifting what he could of his stream of cum back up to my pussy and rubbing it in, I reached down and rubbed my clit.

“god Im so glad we started fucking.” he said

I smiled and sat up and he grabbed face and kissed me and then kissed my forehead.

“Let’s go take a shower.” he said.

I smiled and laughed. “Mom and dad will wakeup.”

He rolled his eyes. “I dont even fucking care right now…I want more of you.”

I bit my lip. “I want more of you too.”