EroticReverie

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“I wanted to fuck you” he groans. “I thought about it all the time” he confesses as his hand slips down and into my shorts and I spread my legs slightly as he finds me wet for him and his finger slides up and down my wet pussy.

“When you came out, I was so fucking angry” he says and I moan.

“Because I had been hoping , fantasizing about being able to fuck you” he groans.

“You have always made me so hard” he says as he circles my clit and I moan.

“I was jealous , knowing Stacy got to taste you the way I wanted to” he says and I whimper as his finger slides down and into me.

“Mmm” I moan as I buck my hips into his hand and roll them as he fingers me slowly and sucks and licks at my nipple.

“I wish that I could have stripped that purple bikini off you and had my first time with you” he says and I I moan.

“I wish that we could have been together then” he says and kisses up my chest and his tongue grazes over my neck slowly up to my ear.

“I wanted to put my cock in you so bad baby” he groans and I gasp.

“You were always mine, in my head anyways” he says and I whimper as he gently bites my ear lobe and his groans vibrate against my ear drum and send shivers down my spine as he slides a second finger into me.

“Would you have gotten this wet for me back then?” He whispers and I nod.

“Would you have let your own brother strip you naked and fuck your pussy?” He groans and I gasp as his fingers curl.

“Yes” I say breathlessly.

“I would’ve cum inside you” he groans.

I moan a bit louder.

“Cum inside your unprotected pussy” he says with a little growl and I squeak.

“Would you have let me fill you?” He asks and I moan with a nod.

“Mmmmm, you would’ve ended up pregnant” he groans.

“You would’ve been your brothers little fuck toy” he says and I moan louder and he hushes me as I buck my hips faster.

“I would’ve pumped you full of cum baby” he groans and I clutch at his shirt with my hand and he reaches to his pants and starts to undo them as I claim his mouth.

“I would’ve spilled load after load into you and knocked you up” he groans and his pants are shoved down and then he pulls my shorts off and pulls me ontop of him and I straddle him as he grabs his cock and guides me onto it.

“We would have learned how to fuck one another” he groans.

“God, fuck” he groans loudly as I sink onto him fully and then rock on his cock , letting only some of it slide out before I push back down.

“Your pussy is fucking amazing baby” he grunts “every god time time, fucking amazing” he says and then grabs my tank top and pulls the other side down so both of my tits are out.

“Ride me” he groans and I keep riding him.

“Faster. Harder baby. Fuck me like a little slut” he groans and I moan and place my hands on his chest as I start to work his cock and he groans and his head goes back.

“Fuck that’s good, god, fucking shit.” He curses. “Fucking hell” he adds when I tighten around him.

“Oh fuck baby” he groans and thrusts upwards and I yelp. My bed starts to squeak and we don’t stop. We fuck each other madly, passionately and I let myself ride his dick as hard and as fast as I can and moan out for him and he curses.

“Baby” he grunts. “Fuck” he groans. “I can’t stop. I can’t fucking stop” he curses through gritted teeth and his head goes back as he cums. Groaning as I slow and then rock against him, grinding his cock.

“Fuck your little sister” I moan and he groans as he thrusts again spilling the rest into me and I moan and he pulls me down to him, grabbing my face and kissing me hard and heavy and then rolls us over and slides out of me and slides down. I moan as he sucks my clit right into his mouth and I squeal quietly and arch my back.

He groans into my pussy as he licks me and sucks me like it’s the last chance he’ll get and I moan and writhe and grab his hair in both of my hands and I scream accidentally and choke it back as I cum hard. My body shaking, my legs trembling uncontrollably as he sucks my clit hard and his teeth scrape it. I Yelp and he curses as he licks my furiously and I squirm trying to get away but he demands me to stay there , grabbing hard at my thighs to keep them spread.

“You’re gonna fucking keep cumming” he groans.

“Dont stop cumming baby” he grunts as he tongue licks wickedly making me want to cry and I buck my hips and hump his mouth. Feeling my cunt spam and push his cum from my hole , dripping his seed as his tongue lashes my clit and I shake without control.

A second later, my world crashes, the reality of what we’re doing so fucking clear as my door opens without warning and each of us moving so quickly to work to hide what’s happening.

But it’s too late, and I look into my fathers stunned eyes, he’s frozen in place , his mind working to take in what he just witnessed as me and my brother scramble apart and each of us stutter. Wordless. With zero excuses or explanation.

My father looks to me as I hold my blankets to myself as my brother stumbles back into his pants.

“It’s. It’s not what it looks like” my brother says and tears start to form in my eye.

This is it. It’s over. This is where it ends. My heart hurts with shame as my father just stares at me unbelieving , disappointed in me, and probably disgusted.

Once my brother has his pants back on. My father looks to him and then back to me.

“What…have you two done?" my father asks as his eyes go to my brother again, and then back to me and I feel panic like I've never know it.

"It was an accident" I say , my voice tiny, so fucking tiny and full of fear and I flinch at the angry gaze my father gives me. 

"An accident?" he questions, " A fucking accident?" he says as he finally steps forward. 

"How long has this accident been going on?" he says seething. 

"You...you two are fucking siblings!" he hisses quietly. 

"I know" my voice cracks.

"Dont yell at her." my brother says and my fathers head jerks and he gives an angry huff of laughter and I watch as he moves towards my brother and grabs him by the neck and pushes him into my window, my brothers head thudding against my glass.

"Im her FATHER... YOUR...FATHER...so i'll do what I damn well please" he seethes as he chokes my brother.

"daddy stop" I squeak as I dart from the bed my covers around my waist, my shorts lost somewhere on the bed as I walk over and raise my hand to my fathers arm. 

"Daddy please!" I yell as he loosens his grip and drops his hand. My brothers hand as well as my own going to his neck as he coughs for a breath. 

"baby" I whimper and my father makes a sound of disgust.

"Baby?!" he roars. 

I flinch at the volume of his voice, flinch as he pulls me from my brother and shoves a finger in his face.

"Get the fuck out of my house." he snarls. 

"No!" I cry and my brother just stares at him.

"If that's what you want." he says. 

"Well I certainly don't want you under my fucking roof screwing your own fucking sister. How sick ARE you?" he growls.

"Daddy its not his fault" I say, neither of them looking to me, just staring each other down. 

"Daddy stop" I say stepping back. 

"Get....out...now" he seethes and I start to cry. 

"I don't want to see your fucking face ever again." he says and I sob.

"Dont say that, we'll stop, we'll stop!" I cry just as my mother walks into my room.

"Whats all the racket -" she says and her face goes slack and her eyes widen.

"What? What's going on? What's wrong? What happened baby?" she asks me, seeing tears on my face as I choke on my sobs and my brother pushes past my father and goes to his bedroom.

I let my mother hold me in her arms, I let her comfort me, knowing it will probably be the last loving touch I get from her once she finds out what's happening. 

My father turns and follows my brother. 

"Bill? What's going on?" my mother calls after him as she strokes my hair on the top of my head. 

"If you think you're collecting your things, you're fucking wrong. Get the fuck out of this house." my father says, his voice angry, livid, seething with rage. 

"Bill!" my mother yells at him. "Don't talk to him like that! Tell me what happening!" she yells and drops her arms from around me as my brother slams his door. 

"Ask your daughter" he bites out and glares at me as tears roll down my face.

"Daddy, im sorry" I say my voice cracking. 

"As far as im concerned....you are NOT, my daughter...and HE is NOT my son." my father snips. 

The words cut me deep and I feel my heart break. 

"Bill!" my mother shrieks.

"Your children have been playing house Meredith." he says, his jaw clenched as my brother makes a bunch of noise inside his room. My father looking to the door and then back at me. 

"tell her....tell your mother how I found you spread open like a whore with your brother between your fucking legs!!!" he yells and my mother gasps, her eyes going wide. First at my father calling me a whore, then wider when he finishes his second cut to my heart. 

"wh---what?" my mother says, a hand to her chest, looking between my and my father. 

"No..." she shakes her head. "No." she laughs , but it's not a real laugh, it's a laugh of terror, of disbelief, of a parents worst nightmares coming true.

"No, they....they...no." she says shaking her head and her gaze stops on me as she looks at me.

"tell me....tell me he's lying" she says and tears fill her eyes as I refuse to open my mouth to confirm or deny. 

"it was an accident..." I whisper. 

"No" she whispers.

"we didnt mean to...it just happened...i love him" I admit and my father growls as my mother cups a hand over her mouth and shakes her head as tears fly down her cheeks in rivers. 

"We know it's wrong! We know it is! I know you think were disgusting, and that you hate us!" I cry, sobbing. 

"But we love each other!" I yell as my brothers door flies open, and he looks at my father, who looks like he's a second away from punching his own son in the face.

"Don't" I cry, flying forward, my brothers eyes coming to me as I fly past my dad and grab onto my brother, and wraps my arms around him as he let's me just cling to him.

"It's for the best." he says and I shake my head. 

"I'm coming with you" I say and look up at him and he lifts his hand and strokes my cheek. 

"I love you" he whispers as my mother sobs hysterically. My father in our ears as his voice grows louder telling my brother to leave.

"stop, you're not leaving!" I sob as I hold onto him, following him as he starts to walk.

"Dad! Mom!" I yell back at them as my brother moves down the stairs. 

"Baby, stop." he says gently as I pull at his shirt, clawing at him as he retreats down the stairs. 

"Mom! Tell him he can stay!" I scream. 

A door slams and my father comes down the stairs. 

"give me a few days" my brother whispers as I cry, shaking my head, 

"It's time for you to fucking go" my dad says and I cry so hard I can't breathe. 

"A few days baby" my brothers whispers. 

He pushes out of the door and I cry, and sob and fly out the door after him, my father yelling after me as my brother makes it to his car. 

I pull on his duffel bag, pulling it from his shoulder, and he drops it as I grab his face, and pull him to me, kissing him, letting him taste the salt of my tears on my lips.

"take me with you" I beg through my tears and his harsh kisses and his tongue pushes into my mouth, and I grab his shirt, clasping onto him. 

"there's nowhere to go right now baby..give me a few days ok?" he says. 

"I'll just come with you" I say and he shakes my head. 

"He'll let you stay here, and you should....i'll text you okay? I'll text as soon as I get a plan together okay?" he says and I shake my head. 

"No" I sob.

"Baby" he whispers as my father yells from the front door.

"He's so angry" I sob."I'm scared...don't make me stay here..." I plead and he looks at me and then up at the door and takes a deep breath.

"You dont have any of your things" he says.

I shake my head. "I dont care" I sniffle. 

"I don't" I say as he gives me a little frown. 

"Baby" he says. 

"Please" I beg. 

"please" my voice is small, pleading with him not to leave me here, afraid I'll somehow never see him again if he does. 

He nods. 

"alright" he whispers and I kiss him again and fly around the car and to the passenger door, both of us getting in as my father yells from the front door some more, neither of us paying attention to whatever he yells. 

The car starts, he backs us out of the driveway, and floors it down the streets, and takes my hand in his.