EroticReverie

*commissioned*

Jess falls back asleep on the way to the beach house which is about an hour and a half drive. 

On the way there, I take peeks over at her, and wonder how she can seem so young even though she's older than me. 

I look over at her in her pink pajama sleep pants and matching tank top. Her mouth partly open as she lays with her head turned to me, her hand still resting on my leg as she sleeps. 

She'd fallen asleep talking to me, trying to stay awake with me for the drive and I didn't want to move her hand.

Once we're at the beach house, I leave our shit in the car for the night, walk around the car and open the door , trying to lift her from her seat. 

she groans slightly and then wakes up and looks at me. 

"I can walk" she mumbles as she stands, blinking, looking so exhausted.

"C'mon" I say, and bend over slightly and scoop her up and she , without protest, wraps her arms around my neck, resting her head on my shoulder and falls right back to sleep as I carry her to the side door and push the key to the beach house in the door and turn. 

Making my way in, I take her to the main room, laying her on the bed, then go back to the door, locking it and throwing the keys on the counter.

I think about tonight, the confrontation with my father. How he and my mother had heard what me and Jess were doing, and did nothing really. All he did was tell me not to knock her up or "catch anything" from her. 

"fucking bastard" I grit my teeth and walk to the small bar room off the back patio and find a glass, and a bottle, and bring it back to the kitchen.

I let myself do what I told Jess I want her to stop doing. I let myself for once get drunk. I do it alone, but it doesnt matter. It feels good. Before I know it, I've drank a third of the whiskey bottle and stumble to the couch, and pass out. My mind clear for once, and not racing. I sleep peacefully. 

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I wake to the sound of a quiet giggle and something tickling my face, and I feel heavy, like there's weight on me. 

I groan, and then groan even louder as I wake and realize that my head feels like I got hit in the head with a baseball bat. 

I open my eyes slightly, wincing and realize the weight is Jess straddling me, and the tickling is her hair as she leans forward over me. 

"Did you get drunk without me last night sir?" she laughs and I groan and close my eyes. 

She giggles and leans down and kisses my jaw and to my mouth. 

"Your breath smells awful" she says, but let's me kiss her back anyways. I welcome the kiss even though I'm not fully awake yet. 

She slips her tongue into my mouth and giggles as I lift a hand to her side. 

"We should hydrate you." she says and kisses me, and tugs my lip with her teeth. 

I groan slightly. "You should keep kissing me" I tell her. 

"Yeah?" she asks quietly and I nod.

"Even if it's wrong?" she asks and I groan. 

"I dont want to think right now Jess.....we're not going to think at all today..." I tell her.

"deal." she says and pushes her mouth back to mine. 

"I really need you to brush your teeth though....and then feed you and water you..." she says and I laugh slightly. 

"water me? Like a plant?"  I ask. 

"a shower wouldnt hurt.....but yes....water you by giving you something to drink...and then washing the whiskey from your pores." she says and I groan. 

"now you know what YOU smell like when you come home." I tell her. 

"ha, ha" she says and kisses me, and then sits up and lifts her tank top off. 

My eyebrows lift. 

"mm" I say and lift my hands to her stomach and up over her tits. she smiles. 

"come here" I say and slide my hands from her breasts to her back and pull her forward. 

I suck her nipple right into my mouth, not letting myself worry about consequences, about the aftermath of what we're doing with each other. I just suck her perfect tits, like she's just a girl. Not the one I've grown up with my entire life. Not my own sister. 

I let my tongue give it's appreciation to her nipples by licking and flicking them, like I would with any hot girl with nice tits. I let my teeth grab them and feel my cock get hard as I think about how much I like biting them. Biting her. 

I suck them again and she moans quietly the entire time, panting and whispering my name, rocking against me and whimpering. 

I push up, sitting up, with her in my lap, and grab the back of her head and bring her mouth to mine. 

"I'm hard for you" I groan and she moans and is quickly moving, her mouth trying to stay on mine as she pushes up and pushes her pants down, and I do the same. 

I let myself forget that I should be stopping this, putting an end to this with her, but I let myself be reckless, I let myself indulge in her. In what feels good. In what makes me not hate my life. 

I'm sitting on the couch now normally, leaned back, her mouth on mine as she straddles me and reaches down and puts me right inside of her, and slides down on me. 

I swallow her gasp and her moan and groan right back into her mouth as she immediately starts to move up and down on my cock. 

She rides me slow at first, both of us enjoying the feel of every inch of my cock sliding into her pussy. I inhale the tiny breaths of hers with my name on her lips as she takes me again and again. Both of us groaning and panting as she rides me a bit faster, and just a bit harder. 

"you're inside me..." she pants. 

"you're fucking inside me" she whimpers quietly. 

"it's so good" she whines and kisses me hard and starts to ride even faster. 

when her riding gets faster and harder, I grab her hips, and meet her thrusts, pushing up into her and she screams out. 

"Justin!" she screams my name at the top of her lungs as we fuck as loud as we want, in an empty house, for just the two of us. 

It's good. Really fucking good. 

My hands grip her hips as I watch her head go back and she cries out and I wonder if this is actually right. If what we're doing...while taboo...is actually right...for us. If we're the only other person for each other in this world that can fix whatever's broken, or hold the pieces together of the hearts our parents broke. 

I'm not even cumming yet, and I already want more, need more. 

"I don't care that you're my brother" she moans and her hips buck wildly, her tits bouncing and she looks at me and her hands are on my shoulders. 

"we're so good together Justin.." she whimpers. "so good" she moans out loudly. 

"it's perfect" she pants "so perfect inside of me" she gasps as I grab her , and tilt us over and then hover ontop as she wraps her legs around me. I brace myself over her as I thrust and she cries out , her nails digging into my back. 

"don't ever stop........please Justin....don't ever stop"

I lower my mouth to hers and kiss her deeply, as I thrust. Trying hard not to cum, but it's intense. More than I thought it could be. I can feel her emotions running through me, as if we share the same body and heart somehow. I kiss her even harder.

Her hands slide down to my ass. 

"you're so good....so good baby" she moans. 

I groan at her calling me baby, not sure I like how much that I like hearing it from her mouth. But I don't over think it, not today I told myself. Today we'd let ourselves have this, and figure everything out tomorrow. 

"i dont care Justin" she moans. "I want you.....I want you so bad....I love you" she pants. 

"i'm yours....my body is yours" she pants and I groan, my hips thrusting faster, harder, she squeals and I let my cum burst from my cock. 

Jerking my hips, my cock filling her, pushing my cum deep inside of her. It's a type of release I can't explain, putting my seed inside of her, knowing my cum is going to be all over in her pussy. I groan, leaning down again and kissing her madly. Grunting as her cunt squeezes around my cock. 

"yes" she moans. "oh god yes." she pants as she clings to my ass, as I rest inside of her, over her, my body ready to collapse, cumming harder than I ever have. 

I lay on her as she strokes my sweaty hair, and her legs, stay wrapped around me, my cock going soft inside her. 

"let's never leave this house" I say breathlessly, trying to catch my breath. 

She gives a little giggle. "fine by me" 

I groan and her hands slip over my back, her fingers grazing lightly and it feels fucking good, being inside of her, on her, her hands on me and I lift my head and look at her. 

"Today is ours." I tell her. 

"to do anything." I say. 

She smiles. 

"Everyday is ours if we want it to be." she says and I smile slightly and lean down and kiss her. Because she's not wrong. 

But I can't help but let my brain nag me. That this isn't sustainable. We can't live like this. Doing this with each other, no matter how fucking amazing it feels. 

But I don't say anything, not today. 

The good brother is taking a day off, to let himself be happy...for once.