EroticReverie

*commissioned*

My brother was at work when I got from school. It was Friday, so chances are he was working later tonight. Chances are he would also maybe go out afterwards with people from work, or to a bar, or a party or something. Weekends were hit or miss when it came to knowing whether or not my brother would be crawling into my bed at night and molesting me in my "sleep". 

It was 12:30 when I was laying in bed scrolling through my phone while watching tv and heard his car door shut. My parents were already in bed fast asleep, and I wasn't sure what to do. Pretend to be asleep, or stay as I was and confront him if he tried to come in my room. 

I can't believe I let him have sex with me. I can't believe he WANTED to have sex with me. I always thought, he was just a little bit more horny that others, and a little more pervy that most. That maybe he just liked to touch, and play with my body, tease his own dick by rubbing it against my ass most nights. He'd never done anything besides finger me, that was always the farthest it had gone until last night when he actually took my virginity.  I curse silently. I lost my virginity, to my own brother. The thought has crossed my mind a thousand times today, still making me wonder if I had imagined it, cause who does that? Who let's their brother do the things I've let him do to me at night? Who let's their brother put their dick inside of them? Who let's their brother CUM inside of them? And what brother does that to his sister?

Before I can change my mind. I switch off my phone, set it on the night stand, sink into my bed, turning the tv down slightly with my remote. Setting it on the night stand and rolling over towards the wall on my side like I normally sleep, and close my eyes. Playing the sick little game, just incase he does decide to come in. 

I wait, and wait, hearing him move about downstairs. I hold my breath when I hear him eventually come up the stairs, and exhale quietly when his footsteps go past my bedroom to his. I can't help it, and am ashamed at the hurt feelings I have that he didn't come in. I lay there, still waiting, and waiting, knowing there's still a chance he'll come to me. 

I feel my legs squeeze together, creating a pressure on my pussy, on my clit as I hear his door open and his footsteps come to my bedroom and stop. I can feel my heart beat pounding as the door opens quietly, and shut quietly behind him, the lock clicking as he turns it. I swallow hard and do my best to pretend I'm sleeping. 

Tonight, I'm wearing light pink cotton pajama shorts, a pair of white panties, and a matching tank top. I hate how my nipples harden when I feel him getting closer, the way goosebumps cover my arms when he lifts the covers and slides in carefully, and lays the covers over the both of us at our waists. 

I feel his body heat immediately. , and fight a shiver when his hand rests gently on my shoulder and slides down my arm to the elbow and back up as he kisses my shoulder. 

His mouth is warm against my skin as his hand slides back up my arm, grabbing the strap of my tank top and lowering it off my shoulder. I keep my eyes closed, trying to remember to breathe evenly. I'm asleep. I'm asleep. I'm asleep. I tell myself as he pulls the strap down, down , down, making the side of my tank top lower down over my breast. 

I can feel him behind me, his chest against my  arm as he peeks over to watch his own work, as he exposes me. I hear a little satisfied groan, and the push of his hips against me, his crotch grinding against my ass, his dick is hard, but seems to get harder and harder as he reaches to my breast, his fingertip playing with my already hard nipple. I want to moan. 

My nipples are so sensitive, and when he gives them light touches with his fingertips, that barely even touch them, it sends a sensation from my nipple , right to my pussy, and from my head to my toes. The way he flicks it, the sounds he makes as he touches me, the way he whispers little things when he touches me in my "Sleep". It makes me so fucking wet, and i hate myself for it. For pretending like this is all his fault if I just pretend I don't know it happening. 

But god, I know it's happening, my whole body knows it's happening, because every inch of me is on fire for him. The heat that pools in my belly, my arousal coating my pussy, my nipples so fucking hard they hurt. 

He palms my exposed breast, and rubs it gently, and then squeezes slightly as he kisses my shoulder again , this time over it, along the way to my neck, he kisses the base of my neck at the back, my hair up in a messy bun. I can feel his breath growing more intense as he grabs my breast still fondling me, as he grinds his cock through his boxers against my ass through my shorts. His breath pushes the baby hairs around at the back of my neck, tickling my skin. I tighten my one hand into a fist under my pillow, fighting the urge to push my horny ass back onto his dick.

I know I should tell him to fuck off out of my bed, tell him he's a sick fuck for doing this to me, but it's no use. Because ...unfortunately, I'm a sick fuck too, because I want him to touch me. I've always loved him coming into my bed, loved the way he started out just touching me over my clothes, or gently rubbing up against me, to then touching underneath my clothes, to grinding harder against my ass, to then grinding his bare dick against my ass. To him getting brave enough to play with my bare tits, and slip his hand down my panties or pajama pants. I suppose we both knew, separately, that last night was going to happen sooner or later. 

"Are we still going to pretend you're sleeping Janey?" he whispers at the back of my neck. 

I gulp. Shit. Shit. I think. Does he know I've always been awake, or does he mean last night, or does he mean just right now? I don't move, I stop breathing a moment, and then let myself start to casually breathe slowly again. 

"Okay" he whispers. Not pushing it, not making me admit I'm wide fucking awake, waiting for my brother to touch me more, to touch me in places forbidden to him, but places he's already touched many, many times. 

His dick grinds into my ass, his hand from my breast, goes to my hip, and he continues to grind against me through our sleep shorts. He's so fucking hard , it makes my pussy ache for more of what he gave me last night. Which was, ALL of him. 

"You turn me on so much Janey" he whispers behind me. 

"Always have" he says and grinds into me, thrusting, humping my ass. It's just hard enough, and steady enough that the force makes my breast bounce from his thrusts. 

"I couldn't help myself last night....I needed to have you." he whispers. 

"You felt so fucking good Janey" he whispers and I bite my lips together to keep from moaning, to  keep from giving myself away, even though it's embarrassingly obvious, he already knows I'm awake. And I'm pretty sure he knows I always have been. 

"Then when I went to the bathroom, before going back to my room afterward...I knew why..." he groans as his cock thrusts against my ass harder. 

"I looked down at my cock Janey" he groans. 

"were you a virgin Janey?......the proof was all over my cock" he says and his mouth moves from my neck to my ear. 

"Was I your first Janey..." he whispers and kisses below my ear and then groans into it, making me shiver. 

"Was it your period?" he whispers. "Or was it your cherry?" and the question for some reason makes my pussy ache for him. 

"Did you let me take your cherry Janey?" he whispers, a slight groan in his voice , and his hand slips back up to my breast instead of my hips, he pinches my nipple, and rolls it between his fingers. I can't help but squirm as he keeps whispering in my ear and toying with my sensitive nipple. 

"God I hope it wasn't your period Janey" he says and I can't hep but squirm, and let out a tiny exhale as he gently bites my earlobes and tugs as his fingers pinch, and pull my nipple. 

"I'd love to know you saved your cherry for me..waiting year after year, for your big brother to slide into your bed, and finally slide his dick...right...into you." he says and I can't help it anymore. I lick my lips and part them as I let out a exhale of pleasure. 

"Did you save it just for me Janey?" he asks, kissing below my ear again, as I not so subtly tilt my head into my pillow, exposing my neck to him more. He groans as he kisses down it. 

I nod slightly, he groans louder, his hand clasping to my breast, grabbing me and pulling me to him. 

"yes" i whisper in a slight gasp. 

"Janey" he growls my name as I arch my back, lifting my arm, slipping it out of the lowered strap of my tank top first and then reaching behind me to him, grabbing the back of his head, my fingers clasping into his hair as he kisses all over my neck and then his hand on my breast, lifts my face and I open my eyes, both of us staring at each other with hooded gazes , and he crashes his mouth to mine, his hand going back to my breast and then down, down , down until it's in my shorts. 

"I love that you let me touch you like this Janey" he says, groaning against my mouth as he rubs my clit, making me writhe against him. 

"I love that you always lay there, pretending you don't know your big brother is playing with your breasts and pussy...grinding his dick on your hot ass" he says. 

"I knew from the first time Janey, that you knew what I was doing. You tensed up as soon as i got into your bed. But I knew you liked it, when you started wearing cute little panties to bed....it always made me so fucking hard, knowing you liked it...but I never knew how far you'd let me take it...and I told myself I'd never take it that far.....but last night......god....you were so wet Janey....the wettest you've ever felt, and you looked so fucking good yesterday in that dress you wore, my dick was hard for you all fucking day...I couldnt wait to to get into bed, knowing I was going to fuck you finally" he says. Making me moan as he makes me lay on my back as he keeps kissing me, his hand going lower in my shorts, as he slides one finger inside me. I gush around his finger and I moan, feeling how easily his finger slips right into my wetness, and he groans , feeling it around his finger. 

"Janey....fuck" he whispers and kisses me, sliding in a second finger. I
 whimper into his mouth, our tongues now pushing against one anothers passionately as he fingers my pussy, making the sounds fill my room. 

"holy shit" he groans. "youre so fucking wet" he bites my lip and I moan. 

Then he goes from my mouth to my breast, and I arch my back as he fingers me faster, slightly harder, his fingers going deep inside of me as his tongue rolls over my nipple, around it and licks it, over and over, flicking it, as his fingers pump my embarrassingly wet cunt. I can feel my own arousal dripping down between my ass as he fucks me with his fingers. 

"I can't believe how wet my little sisters pussy gets for her big brother" he says and I moan. 

He groans and takes my nipple, biting it, tugging , I gasp and then let out a cry of pleasure and pain. 

"Shhhh" he hisses as he lifts his mouth to mine, muffling my noises with his mouth as we kiss and his fingers keep plunging into me as I spread my legs wider.

"oh god" I whimper, wincing, trying to hold my too loud moans, holding in my orgasm. 

"rub my clit" I whisper. "please, god, please" I whimper, writhing and he keeps fingering me, torturing me , making me wait , and what feels like forever, is only seconds, but he slides his drenched fingers out and to my clit and circles it making me shake and tremble. 

"Cum Janey. Cum for your big brother" he whispers and I squeal as I try to hold in my scream, as my will to hold in  my moans shatters. 

I cum. And I cum, fucking hard. 

I curse and he lifts up, clapping his other hand over my mouth as i curse into it, crying out, my body jerking, and my ass pushing into the bed as he chases my clit with his fingers. I whimper, as I shake, legs trembling, cunt pulsing, as I cum by my own brothers hand. 

"You're so fucking hot Janey" he groans, not letting me catch my breath from my orgasm before crashing his mouth to mine as he pushes down at his briefs. 

"I need more of you" he groans into my mouth, then pushes down my shorts and I gasp as he slips between my legs and his cock is pushing right at my just fingered cunt, and up over my properly rubbed, throbbing, sensitive clit. he smacks his cock against my clit , making me jump. 

"I want this pussy Janey" he says and I writhe on the bed, having just cum, but needing him inside me. 

"You going to let me fuck you again Janey? You going to let me put my dick inside your tight , wet, soaked, perfect little pussy?" he groans. 

"oh fuck" I moan as I writhe, unable to handle the way he talks, or the tease of his cock at my entrance, nudging against my aching cunt. 

I look at him as he licks his lips waiting for my verbal permission, for the very first time. I give it to him and I hiss the word. 

"Yesss"