EroticReverie

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"Oh come onnnn" Jess whined standing in the kitchen with her brother as he silently made himself toast and eggs. 

"You can't stay mad at me" She nudged him with her elbow.

He glared at her, and Jess lowered her chin and gave him puppy dog eyes and then batted her eyelashes.

He turned away, back to the frying pan, scrambling his eggs. 

"Oh come on Justin, it was just a blow job" Jess said rolling her eyes. 

Justin scoffed and turned. 

"JUST a blow job Jess? What the hell is wrong with you? Seriously!" he said and Jess's brows raised in surprise. Her brother never yelled at her. That's why she liked him so much, they had always gotten along.

"Most guys would say, thank you" Jess said slamming down her coffee mug and making it spill out the sides and onto the counter.

"Thank you?" he said incredulously. "Thank You?!" he took the handle of the frying plan and flung it, making the pan skid across the flat stove top. Jess jumped and stepped back. 

"You basically raped me" Justin said. "You DO know that right?" 

Jess looked down. "I didn't thi--" 

"Exactly! you never fucking think Jess!" he yelled at her. Jess looked at the floor still tears prickling her eyes. 

"I always clean up your shit! I fucking take care of you when you come home fucking sloppy drunk, which is , ALWAYS" he yells. 

"And you repay me, by fucking sucking my dick while i'm sleeping?!" Justin yelled, and stepped back when his sister sniffled and looked up at him, a tear falling from her watery eyes. Instantly he hated himself, even though he had every tight to be mad at her. 

"I'm sorry" Jess's chin quivered and she flicked the tear away with her finger. 

Justin sighed. 

"How am I the one that feels bad right now? I shouldnt fucking feel bad." he says. Jess let's another tear fall.

"I'm fucking stupid , and ...and dumb okay...I don't know what's wrong with me...or why I did it...just cause I wanted to...I'm an asshole ok?" she said and more tears were falling. 

"God damnit" Justin groaned , annoyed, and pulled her into him and hugged her. He was a few years younger, but taller than Jess, by at least a head, she cried into his chest. 

"I don't know why I always hit on you when I'm drunk" she cried. "I'm sorry" 

Justin knew it was a lie. Because he knew it was because he took care of her the way boyfriends do. He did things for her, he cooked for her, he did her laundry, he fucking took care of her, he babied her, because their parents never did. And it seemed to have fucked her up more than it did him. 

"I'm sorry I yelled okay?" Justin said, stroking her hair. "But, you can't be fucking doing that shit Jess, it's not right, for more than one reason." he said, meaning the fact not only had he not consented to it, but it was his sister. 

Jess wrapped her arms around him tighter. 

"I know." she sniffled. "I'm sorry. I fucked up okay? I won't do it again." she sniffled.  Part of Justin, deep deep down, hoped it wasn't true, but more of him knew that it was for the best it never happened again. 

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Two nights later, with their parents still out of town Jess came home drunk, again. This time, with a guy, with a guy Justin knew from highschool. He'd graduated last year, and was smirking drunkenly as he followed Jess through the house, saluted Justin and took Jess upstairs. 

Justin sat on the couch and grumbled to him, shaking his head. It wasn't worth the effort to try to stop her, they were both drunk. Jess did this all the fucking time, call it daddy issues, or mommy issues, she sought to replace the hole their parents left in her heart, by letting random dudes fill the one between her legs. 

Ten minutes later he heard some foot steps and turned to see Jess holding onto the railing and carefully coming down the stairs. Giggling when she almost slipped and he sighed and got up and walked over to the stairs. 

"where's that guy?" he asked grabbing her , by the waist , and walking her down the last few steps. 

"hesupstairs" she replied, her words coming out as one. 

"hefellsleep" she said and hiccupped. 

He sighed. and she giggled and she looked at him. 

"I'mrealsorry I sssuckedyourcock" she pouted, her arms hanging around his neck. Justin sighed.

"It's fine. Well, not fine. But, it's done with" he said and held her, realizing she had on only a t shirt, and no panties. 

"I know immabad sis-sister" she slurred, stammering. 

"No you're not...you just....need to stop doing certain things." he said, helping her over to the couch. 

"Do you want me to get you something to drink?"  he asked her. 

She shook her head and Justin sat down beside her.

"Can you jussss hold me?" she said climbing onto his lap, straddling him and wrapping her arms around him, resting her head on his shoulder. Justin sat with his arms open for a second, and sighed. 

"I love you" she said muffled by her face being pressed into his shoulder, she turned her head a little and spoke somewhat clearer. 

"So much" she added. 

"yourthebess brother" she said and scooted further onto his lap. Justin held her waist, and prayed his dick would get the memo that this was his sister on his lap, and not something to get excited over. But he felt it twitch in his sweatpants ,and groaned slightly, in annoyance at his own dick. He tried to move her slightly, without letting her know what he was doing. 

She protested and gave a "hmpf" as he tried to slide her off gently. She scooted even further on his lap and Justin closed his eyes, feeling her push against his semi. 

"the best" she said again and her arm that was around his neck, slid off slightly, her hand cupping him on the back of his neck. 

She wiggled slightly, and he felt her rock her hips.

"Hmmm" she giggled slightly and pulled back and then looked at him. 

"I may be wastedrighnow" she said and giggled. 

"butyourcockissshard" she said and looked down at it. He adjusted himself. 

She giggled. "Justinnnnn" she teased. "You naughty...b-boy" she said and scooted back onto his  lap.

"Jess...stop it" he said looking at her. 

She slid her hand over his chest. 

"Is fine" she shook her head. "I wontell" she gave a drunken giggle and placed her finger over her lips a gave a little shhhh noise. 

Justin couldn't help but laugh a little, as she gave a too long drunken wink. Over exaggerated and just ridiculous looking. 

"I think you need to go to bed." he said.

"There's a drunk guy in my bed" she said reminding him. 

"Oh yeah" he said and she giggled. 

"Can I jusss sleepin yours?" she asked.

Justin sighed. Knowing it wasn't a good idea, but he didnt like the idea of her sleeping next to the drunk dude either. 

"Fine, but you have to drink some water first, and then brush your teeth, cause your breath reeks" he teased, even though it was true.

Jess laughed. "why yougunna kiss me for once?" she said slipping off his lap as he stood and then grabbed her hands pulling her off the couch.

"Mmm..nope" he said and Jess giggled. 

"What if I brush em realgood?" she winked again. 

Justin laughed. "Nope" he shook his head. She pushed at his chest weakly.

"Partypooper" she said and hiccuped and Justin took her to the kitchen. 

He lifted her onto the counter, and Jess giggled with a yelp and hiccupped. He held her by her stomach as he reached over into the cupboard and pulled out a glass and pushed it against the lever for the ice dispenser , filling it just a little and then hit the water. Filling the glass. 

"Straw" Jess said as Justin tried to hand her the glass. He reached to the draw and took out a metal straw and slipped it into the glass. Jess shook her head.

"Those straw taste funny" she shook her head some more.

Justin sighed taking it out and replacing it with one of the reusable plastic straws. 

"Yes princess" he teased her. Jess giggled and Justin held the glass up and she put her mouth to the straw without taking the glass. Justin laughed slightly as she giggled, accidentally blowing bubbled into the water, which made her giggle harder and blow even harder , making water splash back up into her face. Then she threw her head back laughing.

"Okay okay" Justin laughed, and wiped her face. "Cmon , hurry and drink this so we can go to bed" 

"Yousleepingwithme?" she slurred her words together.

"As long as you promise to behave" he said. 

"no promises lilbro" she gave a wink. Justin shook his head.

"ok ok" she pouted. and shook her head. "no funny business...promise" she nodded and then wrapped her mouth around the straw and Justin watched her as she sipped, her lips were wrapped around the tiny straw, making him think of how they mustve looked around his cock. He was kinda of upset, that she'd thoroughly sucked him off from start to finish and he didn't see a damn part of it, because he thought it was part of a fucking dream. 

The sound of her sucking the empty glass came, and he set the glass down. 

"Ready champ?" he asked. Jess giggled and saluted. 

"Ready Freddie" she said and he turned and Jess giggled as he let her piggy back on him. It was something he did when carrying her drunken ass through the house, because it was easier most of the time than lifting her any other way, and was quicker, than waiting for her to stumble her way through the house. 

Plus it made her laugh. And Justin liked that. 

When they got upstairs he turned his back to the bed and let her fall to it with a giggle and when he turned back around laughing he saw her on her back laughing drunkenly, her shirt laying up around her waist, her bare pussy exposed. Justin couldn't help it, and he looked at it longer than he should have, longer than a good brother should. 

Jess rolled over laughing and he got to look at her bare ass too. She had a tiny ass, but it was tiny and round and made his traitor of a cock move in his pants, he adjusted himself trying to urge himself to stop looking, to stop getting harder. 

"Why is your bed so much more comfy than mine?" she asked and crawled a few times and plopped onto her stomach, one leg lifted up at the knee, her arms sprawled out. Her pussy on display. Justin tilted his head back and looked at his ceiling as if he was trying to gather strength. 

"I dont know" he said and looked back down, she was still in the same position. Justin was no longer trying to tame his dick, and instead curse quietly when he realized he was stroking it through his pants. He stopped and cursed again walked over to the side of the bed she was on. 

"Okay, let's get ya tucked in bed hog" he said and Jess giggled and moved letting him lift the covers over her as she slipped her legs down into the covers.

Justin shut off the light and got into bed, the glow of the green led lights he had behind his tv, lighting the room. 

He knew it was a bad idea, but he figured she was too drunk to notice, so he slipped his sweat pants off and slipped under just the blanket, leaving the sheet as a barrier incase they got too close in the middle of night. 

Jess whimpered.

"What's wrong?" Justin asked, laying on his back while trying to will his stiff cock to quit making him feel like a pervert. 

"nothing" Jess whined. 

"then why are you whining?" he said. 

"Im not!" she huffed and turned toward him. 

He laughed. "Okay then...goodnight Jess" he said and closed his eyes.

"Youll get mad at me" she said a few seconds later.

"Mad at you for what?" Justin said his eyes still closed.

"The guy passed out before he even got it in" she whined. 

Justin laughed. "Tragic....and true travesty Jess. Now go to sleep"

"I can't" she whined.

Justin sighed. "Why not?" he opened his eyes and turned his head to her.

He could see her eyes shining in the dark, see the way she was biting the corner of her lip.

"Cause i'm still so horny" she replied.