Perfect Siblings by Draegus

My name is Amanda and this is how I began my summer vacation.

The alarm went off at 7am sharp as it always did every morning, but I had been awake for a good hour before hand. I was too excited to sleep since it was the first day of my summer vacation, and finally at the age of 16 I was going to get to stay home by myself, well almost by myself.

You see, once I told my Mom and Dad that I didn’t want to make the yearly summer trip to the beach with them, and strangely they had agreed to let me stay home, my younger brother of two years, Alex, insisted that he too did not want to go either. That almost brought the whole plan of me having some alone time without my folks to a screaming halt, since my mother was on the verge of calling the whole trip off.

Well, after much debating between myself, and my parents, mainly between my mother and myself . I managed to assure her that I could look after Alex for the two weeks they would be gone, and she grudgingly consented to allow us both to stay home. Besides, I actually like my younger brother. We get along pretty well together save for the few times we accidentally barge in on each other in the bathroom we have to share, and we don’t invade each other’s privacy in our bedrooms. Hell he‘s actually pretty smart, and even funny, so it wouldn’t be bad to have him around. At the very least, with him being here would give me someone that I would want to talk to.

Anyway, I got out of bed and gathered up the rather tight fitting pair of black shorts, and equally tight fitting black tee-shirt with the word ‘Princess’ scrolled in hot pink glittering letters across the front I was going to wear that morning. I stopped to look myself over in the tall mirror that was mounted to the back of my bedroom door for a moment, and ran my fingers through my jet black long hair. I looked at how my D-cup breasts strained against the short night shirt I wore, I could see the outline of my nipples, and down to my thin waist, and wide flaring hips, and the thin cream colored thong panties I wore. I guess you could say I had plenty of ass, a ghetto booty. My mother’s contribution to my genetic makeup. She was built the same way I was. Thin in the waist but all boobs, ass, and thick thighs.

I slipped out of my bedroom and headed to the bathroom. I was in luck, Alex had not yet woke up, which meant I would have the bathroom to myself for a while. That was a good thing, I wanted to take the extra time to shave myself, all of myself if you follow me, and Alex being such a heavy sleeper would give me plenty of time to take care of that.

I stripped out of my night clothes and tossed them in the hamper. I took a moment to look over my naked body, yeah it was time to do a little personal maintenance, as I felt the soft stubble of pubic hair between my thighs. That simple little touch sent a sweet little shiver down my spine.

As I got in the shower, I let the hot water wash over me for a few minutes, taking away the stiffness from the nights sleep, then I got down to business.

I washed myself from head to toe, the soapy suds sparking little waves of pleasure in me as I caressed sensitive areas of my body. Then shaved my pits and legs of course, then I shaved all that pesky light stubble from around my cunt . I don’t know why I still did that. Its not like I have a boyfriend , girlfriend, or even an occasional fuck buddy for me to even make the effort for. I guess I still do it because I like the naughty sexy little feeling I get from feeling that smooth skin around my pussy. Not to mention the thrill I get when I play with myself, and feeling that smooth sensitive skin under my finger tips.

Truth be told I had not had sex in almost a year now. Oh, I have had my fair share of sex. Hell, I started fucking guys when I was 12, I developed early, so there were plenty of guys that wanted to ram their cocks in me, not that I‘m complaining. I have always had a fascination about sex, always trying to have that great sexual experience. I was very safe about it. I always used condoms, and when I turned 14 my mom agreed to let me go on the pill. I think she knew I was sexual active, but she never openly asked me if I was or not. Good for her, otherwise I might have been sent to a convent if I had told her how much sex I had been having.

I learned a lot about sexual pleasure during those tender years. I even learned that I don‘t mind a good ass fucking, or even the occasional double penetration. Later I started to fuck other girls, thinking that maybe I would find that really hot sex with another female. I enjoyed the taste, and softness of girls, the way they were tender, and knew exactly where and how to touch kiss, or lick me. As nice and all as that was, I never felt that mind blowing orgasm you read about, no matter who I was fucking or getting fucked by. I wanted that toe curling screaming to God in cunt gushing bliss of an orgasm. As close as I’ve ever came to it is when I would three finger my pussy, hitting my G-spot, but it was not quite the same.

After a time I got bored with it all, thinking that I had done it all, experienced it all, and stopped having sex completely. I even stopped dating, much to the groans of disappointment of a lot of guys, and a few girls when I took myself off the market sort to speak. The only problem now is even when I finger fuck myself its not enough, I want even more, but can never get myself to the point of feeling truly satisfied, and now I find myself almost in a constant state of arousal.

Why couldn’t I find that one guy that I can truly feel that mind blowing bliss, and completeness with, or even a girl I could feel that with for fucks sake? I guess he or she doesn’t exist. Oh well no sense in crying over spilt milk I guess.

I turned off the water to the shower then, got out and dried off. I knew if I took too much longer that Alex would be waking up, and the first place he was going to be heading was the bathroom to take his morning piss. I didn’t think it would be a good idea to start the two weeks of parent free vacation off with an argument about privacy with my younger brother.

So after a quick inspection in the mirror to make sure I had everything nice and silky smooth, I got dressed. The clothes I had put on didn’t leave much to the imagination. I liked that. My freshly shaved pussy was now hidden by a tight thin layer of black fabric. I could feel my clit starting to swell a little, and I liked the naughty little sensation I got with each step I took. It was almost like teasing myself every time I moved, or walked.

I brushed out my hair and pulled it back into a long still damp pony tail, and a few minutes later I was down in the Kitchen getting myself a cup of coffee, an acquired taste I developed when I had to cram for final exams. Anyway, my mom was sitting at the kitchen table, sipping her coffee, and instantly I could see the disapproval she had for my choice of clothes. “Don’t you think you should put on some more clothes?” She asked me arching an eye brow, giving me a slightly critical look.

“Come on Mom, I’m at home and not going to go out while you and Dad are gone, so who’s going to see me?” I asked with slight irritation. Mom never liked my choice of clothes, she always felt that I should dress to hide my shape, not dress to show it off.

“Well, I still think you might want to put a little more on.” She said to me not quite giving up on trying to reform my fashion tastes.

I was about to say something more when Alex came walking into the kitchen, wearing nothing but a pair of pajama pants. Actually, Alex came shuffling in and he looked for all the world like he was still asleep, or the walking dead, take your pick.

“Morning sweetie.” My mom greeted him, to which my brother only grumbled in response. Alex was never a morning person, but lately he had grown more moody and secretive. I know I said I got along with my younger brother, but I really do love him, as a sister should. I was a little concerned about what it was that was bothering him, and it seemed that something was missing between us. We used to talk, and laugh, now we barely spoke to each other save for simple small talk at the breakfast, and dinner table. I guess you could say that I missed my younger brother. Then I thought, who knows, maybe I can find out what’s bothering him.

Mom didn’t seem all that concerned about it however, she just smiled and stood up to refresh her coffee. “Ok you have mine and your father’s cell phone numbers. You have the number to the hotel we’re staying at. If there is any trouble you call 911.” She said for the hundredth time. You know how parents can be, always repeating the obvious.

“Yes Mom, they are on the pad on the front of the fridge, and I have them stored in my phone just in case.” I replied rolling my eyes towards the ceiling, but that seemed to reassure her, so I didn’t make too much of a fuss about it.

Then a few moments later my dad came in, a silly little grin on his face. “You know we should get going Alice, if we want to get ahead of the traffic.” He said excitedly. It wasn’t that he wanted to get ahead of the traffic, it was because he had just gotten a new GPS for the car. He had spent the better part of the afternoon before getting it ready so he could use it on the trip. God, sometimes my dad was more of a kid than Alex and I were.

“Yes dear, you’re right.” Mom said rolling her eyes and laughing a little at Dad’s almost childish antics.

Ten minutes later, my mom and dad was heading to front door to get the last couple of bags they were taking with them. To say that they said “good bye”, and “have fun”, would be dead wrong. In fact our dad had to go over the rules twice more before they even got out the front door. Alex and I had heard them so often over the past couple weeks that we could recite them by heart, and once I even caught Alex mouthing the exact same words that was coming out of our dad’s mouth. I did my best not to giggle at that.

Then finally they were gone. I even watched them drive down the street disappearing from sight just to make sure they were really leaving. I let out an explosive breath when I was positive they were gone. Alex however just turned and headed for the den to watch TV. I decided to follow him, and as he took a seat on the big sectional sofa I sat on the other end and watched as he channel surfed.

“So what are you going to do today?” I asked trying to make some conversation with him. Which , by the way, was hard as hell to get out of him lately.

“I don’t know, watch some TV I guess.” He answered abstractly, not even bothering to look at me. “What are you going to do?” He asked after a moment or two, to be at least polite, as he continued to flip through channels.

I shrugged my shoulders and looked at the time. “Well I was thinking of going for a swim later, before it got too hot outside.” I said then grinned a little wickedly. “Besides, I got a new bikini, that Mom would have a total shit over if she saw it, and I have been dying to put on.” I added with a hint of mischief in my voice.

Just then Alex stopped flipping through channels and looked at me. I could see something strange in his eyes, I just couldn’t tell what it was. Normally I could read my younger brother’s moods like an open book, but with this change in him I couldn’t tell what was going through his mind. “Mind if I come along, when you do go for a swim, I mean?” He asked finally.

For a second I didn’t know what to say. There was something in his voice that was almost pleading. I nodded my head and smiled. “Sure we haven’t had much time to spend together lately, and I hate swimming alone.” I replied smiling at him.

He gave me a small smile back, and we both settled back to watch TV together, at least for a couple more hours.

When I knew it was hot enough outside, but not too hot, I stood up, told Alex I was going to get ready, and I would meet him out in the back yard by the pool. He gave me that disconnected nod he had developed lately, but didn’t say anything. I sighed, shook my head, and shrugged my shoulders at that before heading up to my room to change.

It didn’t take me long to get out of my shorts and t-shirt, there was hardly anything too them. I shivered once as the AC cooled air hit my bare skin. My self enforced celibacy had made my skin super sensitive, and even the slightest caress of cooled air send a shiver down my spine.

I got out the new deep red bikini and put it on. There was barely enough fabric to the top and bottom to cover all my goodies. In fact, the top only covered about three inches around my nipples, and thanks to that cool air‘s kiss on bare breasts, my nipples was already as hard as rocks. The bottom of the bikini might as well have been a thong as it cut so close to the crack of my ass leaving plenty of cheeks visible to anyone who took the time to look. Not to mention the fact that the red material was so thin that the outline of my clit and pussy could be easily seen.

I gave myself one last look in the mirror on my bedroom door, and like always got that nice little tickle between my thighs at how I looked when I thought I looked sexy or hot. Satisfied with how much was showing, or how little was covered, I got a clean fresh towel from the bathroom, slinging it over my shoulder, and headed for the stairs.

I suppose I should have given my choice of swim suits more thought, because as soon as I got back down to the den Alex’s eyes almost popped out of his head, as he looked at me from head to toe, and lingering on the places where a younger brother should not be looking on his older sister.

Oddly though, I saw how he looked at me, and as his older sister I know I should have said something about how he stared at my tits, and the crotch of my bottoms. Shit, I even turned around and wiggled my ample ass a little just to show off how much of it was seeable. I even gave my right ass cheek a sound smack so he could see how it jiggled.

“Well how do I look?” I asked turning back to face him after he got a good long look at every last inch of exposed skin. I still did not realize that even though Alex was my brother he was still a guy, and my close to nakedness was probably more then he could take.

“Wow Mandy! Um, you look good.” He managed to choke out trying not to sound too excited, but his eyes was still glued on me at how much tits and ass I was not only bearing for him to see, but damn near openly flaunting in his face.

I grinned at him at that point. “Only good? Shit, I was going for fucking hot.” I said tilting my head a touch. I think it was then that I finally saw what it was that was in my younger brother’s eyes, or I at least caught a glimpse of what might have changed him. He was older now, and if he was anything like me he was likely to be perpetually horny.

I thought about that for a moment, the bikini I wore was probably turning him on, big sister or no big sister wearing it. I even had to admit that wearing it, and seeing the look in his eyes, you know, that look of if I had been any other girl, and not his sister, he would have fucked the living shit out of me right then and there look. To be honest, I was getting a little turned on myself. Ok, I take that back, I was getting a lot turned on, even if it was from my younger brother lustfully eyeing me up and down, like I was the hottest piece of pussy around.

“Well I’m going out to swim, you coming or what?” I asked shoving my realization, about my brother‘s burning eyes, and the swelling of my now pulsating clit out of my mind. I know it could not go anywhere, but for now it was just a fun little game knowing I could still tempt and tease, even my own flesh and blood.

Alex nodded, “Yeah I’ll be out in a minute, need to get changed first.” He said giving a lame assed answer I thought, but I didn’t comment. I just turned and opened the large sliding glass door, and instantly felt the growing heat of the day hit me in the face, thick and heavy with humidity.

I tossed my towel over the back of one of the lawn chairs and slipped into the cool water, diving under when it was deep enough, and surfacing on the far side. It felt great, and the cool water was helping to curve the swelling ache of my bald mound between my things. I don’t know why I teased my brother like I did, then again looking back on it maybe I did know, but I had not seen the reason for it at the time.

Anyway, as I floated in the water I thought about his reaction to seeing me damn near naked, and no matter how I tried to push it out of my mind it was the first time in a year that I had allowed myself to notice such a look for anyone, guy or girl. The difference was that it was from Alex, my own brother, and even more so I liked the look he gave me far more than any other I used to get from past boyfriends, and girlfriends for that matter.

Maybe it was the fact that he was my brother that made me like that look in his eyes so much. Maybe it was because of that deep loving bond we had being siblings, that made me read more into his look then in others. Lets face it, I put a hell of a lot more stock in what my brother thought of me than in what anyone else thought of me, including our parents. The rest of the world could go fuck itself for all I cared, but I could not stand myself if I had let Alex down.

I was faced with a moral dilemma by this point. On one hand I had the fact that I was Alex‘s older sister, but on the other hand I had that wild rush of excitement from having my younger brother looking at me like a sexy attractive girl, and not a family member. I was definitely feeling something stirring inside of me. My body was telling me that much, but no matter how I turned it over and around in my head, trying to look at the problem from every possible angle, I could not see the solution. The pros, and cons to it were evenly balanced.

That was a more than a bit frustrating to me. I could normally figure out what to do, and how to solve almost anything that bothered me, but this was something totally out of my depth. With any other problem I had faced I had Alex to talk them over with, but this problem was very different and I could not talk about it with my brother, since he was at the core of it all.

Ten minutes later I was still trying to work it out in my head, when the sliding glass door opened and Alex came out with two cold cans of soda in his hands, a towel draped across the back of his neck and wearing a pair of baggy swim shorts. “Thought you might be getting thirsty.” he said holding up one of the cans.

See, this was what was so different about him. Even when I had teased him with my almost nudity he was still thoughtful enough to bring me something cold to drink, then again he was always like that. Always sensitive to my thoughts, or my wants, he valued my opinion when he had a problem, and he listened to me when I had problems of my own, never passing judgment on me, no matter how bad I might have looked in the situation. It was one of many things that I loved him for.

“Oh cool thanks.” I said swimming to the edge of the pool to take the can from him, and offering him up a true heart felt smile of my appreciation.

He handed me the drink, and I took a few sips and handed it back so he could put it on the lawn table next to his own near the chairs. Then he tossed his towel onto a different chair, and moved to the deep end diving in. After about half a minute he swam up next to me and we just floated there in silence. I had to admit that for 14 my brother had a nice build. Not too thin, and not overly muscular, he was just right. His skin was slightly tanned, where as mine was a bit pale, but we both had that family trade mark jet black hair, and dark eyes.

“Hey Alex?” I said feeling that maybe this close sibling moment would be a good time to try and draw him out of that shell of secrecy he had sealed himself up in over the last couple of months. Not to mention, give me something else to think about besides how turned on I got from showing off the new bikini in front of him. “Is there something wrong?” I asked.

He didn’t look at me, but I could see him frown a touch. “What do you mean?” He asked back.

“Well its just that lately you and I don’t talk anymore, not like we use to, and we don’t spend anytime together. I‘ve missed the time we use to spend together. Hell this is the closest we’ve been in a couple of months.” I said as I propped my arms up on the edge of the pool looking at the sliding glass door to have something to focus on other than staring at the side of his head. “I was just wondering if I had done something to upset you, or make you mad at me.” I added.

He shook his head slowly and I could see him chewing on his bottom lip in indecision, as if he was trying to make up his mind about telling me what was really bothering him, or if he should just keep his mouth closed and hope that I would let the subject drop. For a moment I was starting to wonder if it really had been something I had done to make him withdraw into himself so much.

“No, you didn’t do anything to piss me off.” He finally said looking at me for a short moment before looking back out across the concrete around the pool. Then he asked me a question that got right to the root of what was bugging him. “Mandy, how can you tell when someone likes you?” he asked, coming to the decision I was hoping he would come to.

“How do you mean like?” I asked. “I mean there is ‘like’ as a friend, and there is ‘like’ as a boyfriend.” I added, trying to get him to say more.

“As a boyfriend.” he said softly still staring off across the space between the pool and the back of the house. “You see there is this girl I like, I mean really like, and I can’t stop thinking about her, but I don’t know if she likes me back, you know, in that way.” He said softly, and for a moment I felt a pang of jealousy, but I could tell by the soft tone of his voice that his heart was breaking, and he was so full of confusion.

“So that’s what’s been eating at you?. Well have you told this girl how you feel about her?” I asked thinking that would be good sisterly advice, but there was still that little green monster of jealousy in me screaming to find the little gutter slut and drive her away from my brother, that he was mine, and I‘ll be damned if I was going to let her get him.

It was that little monster in me, that undeniable possessiveness over him that made me blink a few times as something hit me right between the eyes like a bullet from a gun. I knew fully why I liked the way he looked at me earlier in the house. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt why I had showed off the new barely there bikini to him. I even knew why I shook, and smacked my ass in front of him. It wasn’t just to know I could still be a tease. It wasn’t just because I wanted to flaunt, and show off my body. It wasn’t even from some deep sibling bond, it was because of love. I was in love with my younger brother.

Out of anyone I had ever been with, thinking that I loved them, or they loved me, anyone I had ever fucked, or been fucked by, just because I was needing to get laid, he was always there. I had always wanted him there, always needed him there. I always considered what he thought of me, and my own problems, just as much as he considered what I thought when it came to his own problems. I trusted him with my deepest secrets, and he trusted me with his, up until he withdrew from me. I worried about him when something was wrong or when he was upset, and was happy for him when he succeeded. Now here I was giving him advice that could pull him even further away from me, and knowing that he strung up over someone else was almost more than I could take.

In that moment of crystal clear, and grand realization I had worked out my moral dilemma. The scales of pros and cons drastically tipping to the pros side, but just as quickly as I had solved it, I felt I was just as quickly losing the one constant and unconditional love in my life. I felt my heart aching, as I was being forced to pay the price of being his sister, and nothing more. Even when I would have loved nothing more than to reach out and kiss him, be close to him, and I show him how deeply my love ran for him.

Alex shook his head a little more vigorously. “No, and I don’t think I can ever tell her. I can hardly speak to her when I do see her. Shit, Mandy what the fuck can I do?” It wasn’t only the pained tone of his voice that made my heart feel like it was breaking, but also the look in his eyes that was like a knife twisting inside of my guts.

“You really like this girl that much?” I asked softly looking at him for a moment longer then I had to pull my eyes away to keep myself from betraying what I was feeling. All the while I could feel that monster in me doing everything it could to break out of the quickly enforced cage I had shoved it into, to keep me from letting my wildly running emotions to show through.

He nodded his head and simply said. “Yeah, I do.”

Suddenly I didn’t feel much like swimming anymore. “Why don’t we go back inside, we can talk some more about this, maybe even figure out how you can let this girl know how you feel. Besides, it’s starting to get really hot out here.” I said softly touching him on the shoulder and forcing a smile to my lips.

He shivered a touch when I put my wet cool hand on his sun heated shoulder, and secretly I took some small amount pleasure from being able to touch him at all, his skin felt smooth and sweet under my fingers. It was like my fingers wanted to linger, and even explore the softness of that lightly tanned skin. They wanted to feel the muscles move and knot as he shivered, and that small bit of pleasure was just another twist of the knife in my heart

We both climbed out of the pool, and he turned his back to me as he dried off and wrapped the towel about his waist to make sure his swim shorts didn’t drip on the floor once we got inside. “You coming?” He asked as he looked back over his shoulder at me, mimicking the words that I had spoke inside the house an hour or so earlier.

It was my turn to give the lame assed response, and I told him that I would be in shortly, as I made some show of drying my hair. When I was sure he was gone I sat down on the lawn chair and let the tears I had been holding back flow freely from my eyes. The start of summer vacation wasn’t starting out so well. In fact, it was starting out to be completely devastating for me.

After a couple of minutes of feeling sorry for myself I wiped my eyes, before heading inside to be the perfect big sister. All the while I was cussing under my breath at how cruel life, and love could be. He was the answer to my most burning question, is there someone out there who I can feel complete with? Right under the same roof, under my fucking nose, and he may as well have been living on the motherfucking moon for all it mattered!

I took a few deep breaths, feeling like the world in general was a big waste of time, and the most fucked up place to be in right now, and headed inside. Alex wasn’t down in the den, so I guessed he was up in his room again. I decided that I might as well go to my room to finish drying off, change clothes, and sit down on my bed to work out what the hell I was going to do next, or if there was anything at all I could do next.

As I topped the stairs I looked longingly at Alex’s door. I wanted to go to him, and just spill my guts about what I was feeling. I knew I couldn‘t do that, I knew I couldn‘t just go banging on his door and confessing a love that would be considered illegal in almost every state, but that didn‘t mean I still didn‘t want to do that very thing.

It was when I was staring at his door, that I realized it was not full closed, it was cracked open a couple of inches. That was odd, specially over the past couple of months, so I slipped closer avoiding the spot on the floor that was prone to creaking. My curiosity over ruling my respect of his privacy.

Now I have never been in the habit of peeking in on my brother, but my new found desire for my brother, and this opportunity was just too much to resist. What I saw from his cracked open door was something that sent my heart racing, my blood boiling, and my clit to instantly swell and ache with passion. Not to mention the instant free flow of wetness my pussy began ebb.

Alex was laid back on his bed stark naked, his face was twisted in concentration and he was jacking off. Now this might not seem like much to anyone else, but what he was packing between his legs had to be the most beautiful cock I had ever seen. It had to be close to eight inches long, and almost four inches thick. His balls were sagging slightly, but there wasn’t a hair on the sack, and every time he pulled on his thick shaft they would bob and slap luridly against the inside of his smooth thighs, adding more sound to the flapping of his cock in his fast stroking hand

I couldn’t help myself as I stood there peeking into his room, and watched as he jerked off that monster of a cock, and all the while my cunt just kept getting wetter, and hotter. My clit just kept aching more and more with want and hunger, as my eyes were glued on the fat redden head of my brother’s long thick hard prick. I could see that it was shiny from the pre-cum it had been slowly drooling, and I wanted for all the world to just go in there and take over for him. To suck on it, and then to give myself over to it, to have him fuck the living shit out of me.

I don’t know when I started to play with my nipples with one hand, and my steamy juicy cunt with the other, but I had started to swirl my fingers around my hard clit through the fabric of my bikini bottoms, it was so hard by this time that I could easily trace the outline of it through the red fabric, and the jolts of pleasure I got were the strongest I had ever had, even before I stopped fucking around. I had to bite down on my bottom lip to keep from moaning out as I caressed my nipples, and clit in time with Alex’s wildly pumping fist. I didn’t want him to know I was standing right outside watching after all.

I know I should have just turned away and not watched, but goddamn it all, this was the one guy I was truly in love with, even if he was my fucking younger brother, and this was about as close to truly having him as I might ever get! So I slid my one of hands under the top, baring my large tits, and the other into the bottom of my bikini so I could really get myself off while I watched Alex fucking his white knuckled fist, and damn did I ever get off.

Just as Alex was close to cumming I felt my own orgasm building inside of me like a wave. Then I thought I heard him mutter a girl’s name, but he was too far away for me to hear clearly, as his whole body tensed up and the first thick sweet glob if his hot cum came spewing from the thick head of his cock. I lost it at that point and the sweet wave came crashing down on me. I felt my cunt quivering and contracting at nothing as it began to drool my own climax, completely soaking the damp crotch of my bikini bottom. Over and over again I shivered with the wild rush of my release, feeling my knees weakening, my cum coating three of my fingers to the palm as I swirled and played with my clit and swollen pussy lips, and all the while I watched as Alex’s cock kept shooting off those thick milky streamers of nut juice. God there was so much cum shooting out, and all I wanted to do at that point was to drink every last drop he spilled.

About the time when I found my balance, and could breath again, Alex had milked his cock for every drop of cum. His chest was heaving with the sensory overload he had experienced, his hot fluid fully coating not only his slowly relaxing meat, but also the flatness of his tummy. I knew then that I had to make my escape. It would have been embarrassing for him, and maybe for me as well if he came out now and saw me standing at his door crotch soaked from cumming while he had masturbated. So as silently, and as quickly as I could I headed for my room, closed the door and stripped out of my bikini to stare at my naked self in my mirror.

My cum was oozing down my inner thigh, and my cunt was still throbbing with the beat of my quicken pulse. My heart was thundering in my ears, and slamming against my ribs. All the while, images of Alex cumming again and again came flashing like bursts of light in to my mind. It was then that I knew what it was I had to do. I had to seduce my younger brother. I had to make him love me, and not this other girl he was so hot for. I didn’t even stop to think of the wrongs or rights of the situation. Fuck him being my brother, I loved him, I wanted him, and I was going to have him.

In that moment the monster I had kept caged broke free, and a plan began to formulate in my mind. I cleaned myself up with the towel I still had with me, feeling how hard and swollen my clit still was even after that body rocking orgasm I had while I watched my brother beat off. Then I sat down on my bed to flesh out my plan, still naked and idly playing with my nipples, and my clit, as I thought. The plan that was coming to me was so simple that I knew without any doubt that it had to work, and if it didn’t, I would find another way to get my brother’s love for my very own, and show him in anyway I possibly could that he already had mine. Even if it meant I would have to rape him.

After about ten minutes I heard Alex heading downstairs, more than likely he had cleaned himself up and was back in the den watching TV. I knew now was the time to put my plan into action. I quickly gathered up the thinnest pair of black thongs I owned, and an equally thin, tight fitting, and very short tank top that left my midsection bare, and the lowest part of my breasts uncovered. I didn’t even bother redressing as I headed to the bathroom for a quick shower to wash the pool chemicals from my body and hair.

That possessive part of me knew that time was of the essence. If I stayed in the bathroom for too long then my plan might not have a chance of working at all. So after a quick shower, and an equally quick towel drying, and brushing of my long black hair, I dressed in the damn near nothingness I planned to show off to Alex down in the den.

I gave one last glance at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. I could see how my rock hard nipples showed through the thin black material of the tank top, as well as the little bump of my clit through the silky material of the thong panties. I even gave them a small caress to make sure they stayed nice and visible. Then I opened the door, stepping out, and acting as if there wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, I set myself to get my own brother to fuck me.

Once I got down to the den I once again saw that lustful hungry look my younger brother gave me before we went for a swim as he sat on the large over sized sectional sofa again. Just like before his eyes betrayed him, and secretly I thought, “That’s right little brother, get a good long look. Because soon you‘re going to get sucked and fucked like you will never know.”

I walked slowly in front of him to take my seat not three feet away from him, with my knees pulled up to the large semi-hidden mounds of my tits, and leaning away from him so that he had a nice view of my ass cheeks, and the flimsy crotch of my thong. As wet as I already was, I was sure he could see the wet spot slowly forming at the crotch, and I was surprised, that with how narrow my thong crotch was, my puffy swollen pussy lips was not sticking out of the sides. A slight draw back, but not one that I couldn’t correct later.

“Um Mandy?” Alex began and I could hear his voice crack a little as he tried to speak. “Why are you just in your underwear?” he managed to ask, and I could see that his face was red, and he was breathing a little more heavily from just the mere sight of me.

I shrugged my shoulders. “Mom and Dad aren’t here, so what’s to point in getting dressed if I don’t have to?” I answered coolly. “Besides, if you were not here little brother I’d be totally naked. Fuck, I still might get naked just for the shits and giggles of it.” I added turning up the heat a bit.

He didn’t say anything after that. Instead he reached over and grabbed one of the decorative sofa cushions, put it in his lap, and leaned away from me to hide his crotch.

It was working, my plan was already working. I grinned inwardly a touch as Alex and I both sat in silence pretending to be watching TV, when in fact we were both watching each other from the corners of our eyes. Him gazing at my full well rounded ass cheeks, and the wetness at the crotch of my panties, and me watching him twist and turn as that huge monster of a cock was quickly trying to make itself known.

For fifteen minutes we sat there in silence, then I thought it was time to put part two of my plan into action. I turned folding my arms under my large breasts, which made them even more noticeable, and faced Alex. I know he could see the outlines of my hard nipples through the thin tight tank top I wore, and I lazily dropped one leg over the edge of the sofa, parting my pale creamy thighs just a little, also knowing that he would see more of my thong’s damp crotch, and the little bump my hard swollen clit made as it pressed against the panties from the inside. “You know I’ve been giving your girl problem some thought.” I said almost conversationally, with a slight sly smile on my lips.

“Yeah?” Alex replied still trying to only watch me from the corner of his eye, and keeping the sofa cushion firmly planted on his lap trying to hide the huge boner he was having to fight with.

I nodded my head. “I still think you should just tell her how you feel.” I began, all the while my heart was racing, my cunt was growing even wetter, and my clit was throbbing painfully. “I know you said you can’t tell her, but maybe if you practiced telling her with me, you might be able to tell her when you see her again?” I suggested, shifting a touch, parting my thighs more, and leaning a little closer to him. If it had been any other guy I was trying to do this with they would have jumped me by now, but not Alex, he just tried to avoid looking at me, which I was making impossible.

The look I got from my younger brother was a mixture of emotions. At one moment I thought I saw fear, then doubt, and finally excitement, than back to fear again. “That might work.” he said a touch unsure, and he turned to face me, all the while still keeping that cushion on his lap, and doing everything he possible could to keep from looking down at my tits, and wet panty covered crotch.

“Ok I’ll be, what is her name anyway?” I asked. I figured I might want to know who my competition was before I blew them out of the water for my brother’s affection with what I was about to do with Alex, but he didn’t answer. Instead there was that ripple of fear written as clear as day across his face once again. “Doesn’t matter.” I said waving off the question quickly. “I’ll be this girl you like, and you can tell me how you feel. Ok?” I asked smiling sweetly at him.

“Ok.” my brother said still more than a bit doubtful about all this, but then I could see him formulating what he would say. “I know we’ve known each other a long time, but for the past couple months I have not been able to stop thinking about you.” He started.

I held up my hand at that point. “Ok brother of mine stop right there.” I said “You’re starting to sound like a stalker. You want to tell her how you feel not have her calling the cops on you for creeping her the fuck out.” I advised. “Try again.”

I watched as Alex took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to pick is words again. “I know this might sound strange, specially coming from me. We have known each other a long time, but I think you are beautiful, smart, and funny. I know you probably got a boyfriend, and all, and I’m not wanting to mess with that, but I just had to let you know that every time I see you I feel like my insides are twisting into knots, and when you are in the same room with me, all I can think about is you. I don‘t want you to think I‘m a creep, or anything like that. I just had to let you know that you are special to me, and I don‘t think there is anyone else in the whole world that I could care more about. ” He finally said and when he opened his eyes there was something totally new there that I had not seen, something so pure and true that it took my breath away, and I felt tears slowly welling up in my eyes.

I sat there in silence for some time. Then softly I spoke, “Alex, that was perfect.” I did all I could not to just slip into his arms at that point, just to hold him and be held by him. Then I blinked leaned back and stared at him a bit closer. That look didn’t disappear, it was still there that pure open hearted confession. That declaration of something so profound and deep that the word love did not do it justice, In fact I don‘t think that there has been a word invented yet to define that look in his eyes. “Alex who is this girl you care so much for?” I finally asked once more, my plan to seduce him now fading into nothing but a memory.

Alex looked to the TV once more to avoid the question, but I wasn’t going to let him, and I took one of his hands in mine and slid closer to him, until the outside of my naked thigh was right against his leg. “Please tell me who she is.” I stated once more, my voice just barely above a whisper now, as I felt my heart was in my throat.

“Please don’t make me tell you.” Alex almost pleaded with me, and that fear he felt was back, stronger than ever, almost paralyzing him into inaction. Yet, that look of complete and utter devotion was still there, mingled with the fear.

All the pieces to the puzzle fell into place at that very moment, and I was so stupid that I did not see it sooner. My competition for my brother’s love was me. I was the girl he was so strung up on, that was why he could not tell me her name. I was the reason he had been acting so strange over the last couple of months, why he had become so withdrawn and secretive. It was me he was thinking of when I found him masturbating, and my name he muttered up in his room as he came so hard, and me right along with him as I watched from the crack in his door. I was dumbfounded, stunned, and that monster in me turned into a warmth that spread, and filled my entire body. I didn’t have to compete for my brother’s love. I had it already, all I had to do now was to show him that I felt the same way.

I looked down into my own lap at that moment. “You asked me outside how you could tell if someone likes you.” I started, “I can’t tell you how you’ll know when some one likes you, but this is how you can tell when someone loves you.” I finished as I looked up, leaned closer to him, and softly kissed his trembling lips. It wasn‘t that soft little meaningless peck on the cheek, but a sensual caressing of his lips. My free hand came up and softly brush through his black hair, and slowly I let that kiss deepen, pressing them more to him, parting them to slowly let my tongue slip into his partially opened mouth., as well as to turn my body so that I could wrap my arms about him.

My younger brother held his breath for only an instant, but met my kiss with one he had been holding inside of himself for months now, and slowly all fear, all worry, and all concern fell away and it was just us. We slowly explored each other mouths, savoring the taste, the sensations, and the pleasure of it. At one point I heard myself moaning into his mouth, a moan that I held back when I was standing outside of his door. A moan that had never past my lips in my whole life.

Still kissing him so very deeply now, I slowly pulled the cushion from off Alex’s lap and straddled him. I felt the long thickness of his hidden cock pressing right against my thong covered clit, and that made me break the kiss with a shivering gasp. For a moment I just looked into his eyes, that showed his fear, and his face red from embarrassment, and excitement. I looked down to the tent of his massive cock now nestled between my thighs, and felt my heart racing even more.

“Alex, it’s ok.” I said with a smile on my lips, before I kissed him again, this time with a need and hunger that even surprised me.

After a moment I began to feel myself grinding and pressing my still thong covered aching soaked cunt against my brother throbbing meat. I couldn’t help the moans and gasps that sounded in my throat, from the sensations that were being sent throughout my whole body. I was clinging tightly to the back of the sofa to steady myself. God, just the feeling of him so close to me was enough to have me close to cumming in my almost nothing panties. All the while I could feel Alex rocking his hips in time with me, pressing and grinding his hidden hard cock against my steamy hot wet pussy, dry fucking me so sweetly as he grunted softly from time to time. I felt his hands caressing and gripping the smooth heated mounds of my bare ass cheeks as I humped and gyrated my hips. It was as if his body was a perfect fit to mine, and we were destined to be like this with each other.

I stopped grinding at that point and slipped out of his lap, pulling off my tank top, and dropping the thongs so he could see me totally naked. It was now or never, and I wanted the now. I wanted to feel him inside me, needed to feel him inside me.

“Mandy wait, isn’t this wrong?” Alex asked his face a welter of confusion, passion, and longing desire. “I mean you’re my sister, and we shouldn’t be doing this, right?” he added and I could see his uncertainty written clear across his face. I was after all his sister, but I was also something more, and that was what I needed to remind him.

I thought for a moment, or tried to think, as I gazed down at my brother sitting on the sofa with his rock hard cock hidden away from me by his sweat pants. “Alex we love each other, and I don‘t mean just as brother and sister, right?” I managed to ask in a voice that was quivering with pleasure, excitement, and desperate love for him.

My brother nodded his head at that. “Yes.” he said softly, as his eyes gave my nakedness one more look then he locked his eyes with mine, and smiled so sweetly up at me.

“Then it’s not wrong. We will have something so special that no one could understand, and I don’t want to share it with anyone else but you.” I declared before I leaned forward and sealed my lips to his once again and pushed my tongue into his mouth with an almost savage ferocity.

I broke the kiss long enough to loop my fingers into the waist band of his sweats, and Alex lifted his hips instinctively off the sofa as I pulled them down, bringing that big beautiful monster of a cock into my view once again. My brother stared at me in wonder as I took off his sweat pants and tossed them aside. “Just relax little brother, I’m going to make you feel so very good.” I cooed at him as I sank to my knees and reached out to take a firm grip of his rock hard fuck stick. God the feeling of his hot thick meat in my hands, and I do mean hands, sent a shiver down my spine, as I slowly began to stroke the full length of his cock. Feeling the steely hard flesh as my hands glided up and down from base to head and back down again.

“Oh God Mandy that feels so good!” Alex gasped as I stroked his cock slowly in both my hands, running my thumb across the piss hole to smear his ebbing pre-cum all over the reddened crown.

I grinned at that. “Oh just wait, there is a lot more to come.” I purred at him, then I quickly leaned forward, and licked his cock from base to fat glistening tip, swirling my tongue along the ridge of his cock, and licking at his ebbing piss hole to catch a faint taste of his slightly salty pre-cum.

I heard him take in a sharp breath of air and looked into his eyes, smiling slightly before I took the head of his thick cock and sank it into the hot moist depths of my mouth. Slowly I began to work my mouth back and forth sucking every time I drew back, and using both of my hands to stoke my brother’s steel hard shaft. It was as if I was trying to draw what little of his cum out of his balls.

After a few moments I began to gradually quicken my pace, my head bobbing up and down over Alex’s thick fuck meat. Every now and then my ears would fill with the sounds of my brother groaning in pleasure, or me moaning from the taste of his cock gliding against my tongue. Not to mention the slurping sounds I made as I began to fuck my brother’s fat prick with my mouth.

I could only get the fist few inches of his very thick, very long cock in my mouth, and after a few minutes of me sucking him off my jaw began to ache as I stretched it as wide open as I could get it. I stopped for a moment breathing heavily as I stared up into my brother’s eyes, my hands still quickly jacking him off. “Would you like to fuck me Alex?” I asked in a sultry burning voice. “Do you want to fuck your big sister’s steaming tight pussy?”

Alex nodded his head vigorously. “God yes, I’ve been wanting to fuck you for so long.” He groaned out, all his inhibitions shoved aside, and his desire for me burning in his eyes, and the ridged thickness of his cock.

I grinned at him at that moment then slipped back up into his lap taking hold of that sweet big thick cock of his. I slowly began to run the tip of his meat along the heated seeping slit of my cunt, and then slowly I began to impale myself on him. For a moment I was afraid he would not fit. I had never had a cock so thick and long in all my experience in fucking other guys, but slowly my pussy began to stretch, and relax as Alex’s dick began to fill my hungry wanting depths.

About half a minute later all of my brother’s hard cock was completely inside my dripping quivering cunt. I could feel the fat head pressing against my cervix. God I had never been so full in all my life. Slowly I began to rise up, and the feeling of Alex’s cock leaving my pussy, grinding every sensitive spot inside of me was almost more then I could take. I think I even whimpered a few times as I slowly began to ride his hard meat, rising up until only the fat crown of his prick was left inside of me, then slowly lowering myself back down until he filled my dripping vacant hole once again.

I could feel him under me rocking his hips slowly with mine, sinking his fleshy pole into my stretch wet cunt to bottom out against my cervix. His mouth gapped open as his breathing increased with each slow thrust. God this was heaven to me, and I couldn’t help myself as I began to pick up the pace fucking him harder and faster. I could hear my own ass cheeks slapping at the tops of Alex’s naked thighs, and I could feel his smooth ball sack pressing at the crack of my ass each time I dropped down on to his lap. “Oh fuck your cock is so good!” I whimpered out as I wrapped my arms about his neck, panting in his ear, and ridding him that much harder as faster.

“Fuck you are so hot Mandy, and your pussy feel so good!” Alex moaned out as he continued to match me stride for stride fucking up into my oozing pussy just as I was fucking his thick cock.

It didn’t take long for me to feel that tell tale sensation of my climax building deep inside of me, and that only drove me to slam my ass down on his lap as hard and as fast as I could. “Oh shit you are going to make me cum!” I gasped, and no sooner had those words passed my lips when it hit me like a ton of sexually charged bricks. My whole body lost all control. I was quivering, and gyrating, and bouncing all over my little brother’s lap with his cock slamming my cervix and stroking my G-spot as I came so hard that I gushed my sex fluids form around his shaft. “Fuck yes!” I screamed, and that was the last intelligible thing I said as everything else that sounded in my throat, and passed my lips were a series of primal grunt screams and moans.

When I finally calmed down from my messy sticky climax, I was clinging to Alex for dear life, and he had his arms wrapped tightly about my waist with his finger spread wide to grip the very tops of my ass cheeks. Since he had shot off up in his room not long before, he had not cum yet, and to be honest I was glad for that. I wanted more of him, and the feeling his steely prick still buried deep in my hole was more then enough for me to feel hungry for more of his sweet fucking.

Quickly I got up from his lap and heard his cock slip out of my cunt with a juicy plop, and dropped back to my knees before his licking hungrily at his rigid shaft tasting my spent orgasm with every lash of my tongue. Then I stood up and bent over the back of the sofa with my knees firmly planted on the seat cushions. “Come on Alex!” I began, “Come fuck me like a bitch in heat!” I couldn’t believe how I was talking, and I guess at that time I was a bitch in heat. I was my brother’s bitch in heat, and I sorely needed him to fuck the ever loving shit out of me.

Needless to say Alex did not hesitate as he quickly got behind me, and began to run the fat head of his glisten cock along the slit of my dripping pussy. When he found the opening he gripped me by my wide hips and slammed every hard thick inch into me. I instantly screamed in pleasure, as I felt my drenched hole filled once more by that beautiful fuck stick. Then my brother began to hammering my cunt from behind with all he had in him. “Like this?” He grunted out from between thrusts. “You want me to fuck you like this?”

“Fuck yes!” I exclaimed as I felt and heard his the front of his thighs and hips pounding against the fleshy mounds of my ass, his ball sack was slapping at my clit, and I was lost in to moment. “Fuck me like a bitch fuck me hard. Fuck this bitch!” I moaned out whorishly.

It was then that Alex took two fist full of my long black hair in his hands and gave me the cunt pounding I was begging for. I didn’t know which way was up or down, all I knew was that I had never been so stuffed with cock in all my sexual life, nor had I ever had a guy slam it to me the way Alex was. All I could do at that time was to shove my ass back to meet his jack hammering thrust with the rapid staccato of our union sounding in my ears with me gasping and screaming in pure bliss. I came hard once again after about five minutes of him using my cunt as his person fuck hole, but he didn’t stop. He just kept hammering at my pussy with all he had in him.

“Fuck Mandy, I’m going to cum.” Alex groaned out, and I was so ready to feel him fill me with his thick jets of cock nectar.

“Do it! Shoot it in me, fill my cunt with your cum!” I called out with a horse voice, and then I felt him shove all his cock into me and the shaft swelling inside me.

With a deep groan Alex began to pump his fresh load of cum deep inside of me. That sent me off into outer space with me cumming hard for a third time, my cunt clamping down around the shaft of his convulsing cum spewing dick. Time and time again his meat pumped his seed inside, and I knew that it sealed us together for the rest of our lives.

I don’t know how long he came inside of me, and when I came to Alex was lazily seated next to me on the sofa. His was slowly deflating, and pubic hair was matted with our combined cum. His chest was heaving from the forbidden sex we had just shared, and I collapsed beside him. I could feel the steady ebb of his nut juice leaking out of me as I leaned against him putting my head on his slightly sweaty chest.

“I love you Alex.” I said in a half whisper. It was as loud as I could talk since I was screaming so much that my throat was now sore.

“I love you too Sis.” Alex said back as he began to comb his fingers through my hair.
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There is more to tell, but for now this will be the end. Perhaps one day I will write more of my love for my younger brother, and how we expressed that love for one another. Until then, however this will be the end of part one to our sexual saga.