As I strolled down the dimly lit hallway, a familiar voice echoed through my brother’s closed bedroom door. He was talking to our best friend, Andy.
“So Carl, would you do your sister? Kirsty is fucking gorgeous,” Andy probed, his tone tinged with lust and curiosity.
My heart thudded in my chest as I pressed my ear against the door to catch every word. The very thought of my brother desiring me turned me on in ways I never thought possible. A wicked grin spread across my lips as I imagined him saying those words with a hard-on straining against his pants.
“I don’t know man she’s my sister,” Carl hesitated for a moment before letting out a heavy sigh of resignation and lust-filled desperation, “But if we were hypothetically speaking about it… Yeah, balls deep in that cunt of hers.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My own brother was fantasizing about me, and it made me feel so fucking dirty – in the best possible way. I knew I shouldn’t be listening in on their conversation, but the taboo nature of it all only fueled my arousal further.
As they continued to discuss me like some forbidden fruit, my pussy grew wetter by the second. The idea of Carl wanting to fuck his own sister sent shockwaves through my body, causing my nipples to harden beneath my shirt.
“Fuck man,” Andy groaned, clearly just as turned on by this discussion as I was. “I bet her pussy is tight as hell.”
Carl chuckled softly before responding with a deep-throated growl that sent chills down my spine: “Oh trust me; she’s got one hell of a snatch.”
“Wait… you seen it,” Andy said in shock.
“Yeah she didn’t shut her door once and she was getting changed and saw her bald pussy,” Carl admitted with a smirk in his voice. “I mean, I couldn’t help myself from taking a peek.”
“You dirty fucking pervert,” Andy laughed heartily, clearly enjoying this twisted tale.
“So when are you going to make a move on her?” Andy asked eagerly, practically salivating at the prospect of Carl hooking up with me his own sister.
“Well, shit dude I don’t think that will ever happen and my parents would string me up by the balls,” Carl laughed.
“Ever tried sleep sex,” Andy chuckled, clearly referring to the act of having sex with someone while they were asleep.
Carl let out a low whistle before responding with a grin in his voice: “Nah, man. I’ve never gone that far, but seeing as how she’s been driving me crazy lately with her revealing clothing choice… maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad idea. She’s a heavy sleeper, too. I might sneak into her room when Mom and Dad are asleep.”
My heart skipped a beat at his words. Was my brother really considering taking advantage of me while I slept? The thought both terrified and excited me beyond belief. My pussy clenched involuntarily at the very notion, leaving me feeling both embarrassed and incredibly turned on by it all. I left them chatting and went to make a coffee.
He wouldn’t do that to me would he? I had a little plan.
Later at night getting ready for bed, I dug out just a t-shirt and got undressed. Leaving my bra and knickers off and putting the T-shirt on I climbed into bed. I lay on my side with my back facing the wall and lay there for about an hour.
I heard my door open, right I will pretend to be asleep and see what he does. I don’t think he has the balls to do it.
As I lay there, my heart raced with anticipation. My pussy throbbed in excitement as I felt his presence enter the room. The air seemed to crackle with tension, and every nerve in my body was on high alert.
I didn’t dare breathe or move a muscle, knowing that any sudden movement might give away the fact that I was awake and aware of his intentions. The sound of his footsteps grew closer until he reached the side of my bed where he stood for what felt like an eternity before slowly getting in behind me.
His body heat radiated through the thin fabric of my t-shirt, causing goosebumps to erupt across my skin. I could feel his breath against my neck as he leaned in closer, his hand gently brushing against my hip.
“Kirsty,” he whispered softly, unsure if I was truly asleep or not.
I remained motionless, my heart pounding in my chest with each passing second. His hand trailed up my side, tracing the curve of my waist before coming to rest on my breast. I bit my lip to stifle a moan as he began to knead it gently, his touch igniting a fire within me.
“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath, his cock already rock hard and straining against his boxers.
“Kirsty,” he whispered again, this time with more urgency in his voice.
I still didn’t move or respond, unsure of what to do or how to feel about this situation. His hand trailed down my stomach and slipped beneath the hem of my t-shirt, his fingers gently caressing my inner thigh.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he growled, his breath hot against my neck as he found my pussy, slick with desire.
He moved my legs up a bit so I was nearly laid in a ball on my side, he was trying to get better access to my pussy.
I felt the tip of his dick touch my pussy lips, he slowly started to slide his cock inside of me.
Carl’s cock pressed against my pussy lips, seeking entrance. I bit my lip harder, trying to stifle any sound that might give away the fact that I was awake and aware of his every move. He slid in slowly, inch by inch, filling me up in a way I had never experienced before.
“Fuck,” he groaned as he bottomed out inside me, his balls resting against my ass.
He started to move, slowly at first, his hips rocking back and forth as he found a rhythm that made him moan with pleasure. I couldn’t believe what was happening, but I couldn’t deny how good it felt to have my brother’s cock buried deep inside me.
“You feel so fucking good, Kirsty,” he whispered in my ear, his breath hot and heavy against my skin.
couldn’t help myself any longer; I let out a soft moan, my body betraying me despite my best efforts to remain silent. Carl froze for a moment, his cock still buried deep inside me.
“Kirsty?” he asked, his voice filled with uncertainty.
I didn’t respond, still pretending to be asleep. He seemed to take this as a sign to continue, he was so gentle as he spooned me.
“Oh God, Kirsty,” Carl moaned, his hands gripping my hips tighter as he thrust into me.
“You feel so fucking good, I’ve wanted this for so long,” he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of lust and guilt.
Carl’s thrusts became more urgent, his hips slamming against my ass with each powerful stroke. I could feel his cock hitting my cervix, the sensation both uncomfortable and incredibly arousing.
I had to put my hand over my mouth, as I continued to pretend I was asleep.
“Oh, Kirsty, you’re so tight,” Carl groaned, his voice strained with pleasure as he continued to fuck me from behind. His fingers dug into my hips as he pulled me back to meet each thrust, driving his cock deeper and harder into my wet pussy.
I couldn’t help but let out a soft moan as he hit that sweet spot inside me, the one that made my legs shake and my toes curl. I felt like I was on the brink of an orgasm already, and he had only just started.
Carl must have taken my moan as a sign that I was awake because he suddenly stilled behind me, his cock buried deep inside my cunt. “Kirsty?” he asked again, his voice hesitant and unsure.
I said nothing and kept still, allowing him to continue. He began to thrust deeper and harder into me, his balls slapping against my ass with each powerful stroke. I could feel every inch of him, filling me up completely, and I couldn’t help but moan with pleasure.
“Fuck, Kirsty, you feel so good,” he groaned, his fingers digging into my hips as he held me in place.
My pussy was so wet I could hear it squelch every time is cock slid in and out my wet tunnel.
All of a sudden he stopped fucking me and just laid still with it deep inside me, “What the fuck am I doing, I better stop and go to bed.”
Just as Carl was about to pull out of me, I couldn’t help but let out a soft whimper of disappointment. Hearing this, he paused for a moment, his cock still buried deep inside me.
“Don’t stop now, I have a secret,” I said, turning my head to look at Carl. “I wasn’t sleeping, are you going to fuck me for real? But be quiet, if Mom and Dad hear us they will be really mad.”
Carl growled softly before he started to thrust again. His dick went in and out of my pussy, faster and harder than before. I moaned into the pillow as he moved, it felt so good.
“You like that?” Carl asked, still thrusting. “You like my cock in your pussy?”
“Yes, oh yes,” I moaned, my body shaking with pleasure. “It feels so good.”
“I can’t believe you’re letting me do this,” Carl said, his hands gripping my hips tighter. “I’ve never felt anything like this before. Can I be on top of you instead? I can go deeper that way.”
I rolled over and Carl climbed on top of me. He looked into my eyes as he put his dick inside me. It felt amazing, I had never felt anything like it. He filled me up completely, and I moaned with pleasure.
He started to move, going in and out at first before pumping harder. With each push, he went deeper.
I held onto his shoulders tight as I tried not to make too much noise. I knew we couldn’t get caught, but oh boy did it feel good! “Fuck Kirsty,” Carl whispered in my ear as he kept pounding into me.
“Oh Carl, yes!” I screamed as he pushed into me harder and deeper than before. My body trembled, and my pussy squeezed around his cock as I felt pleasure build up inside me.
His hands moved up my sides and cupped my boobs through my thin t-shirt. He pulled it off and sucked on my nipple roughly. He kept pushing his cock in and out of me while he did this.
I could feel every vein on his dick as he pushed deeper inside me. Each thrust made pleasure shoot through my body. The room filled with heavy breathing and the sound of skin hitting skin as we lost ourselves in each other.
“Harder, Ummm fuck,” I moaned as he pumped me harder. “Just don’t cum inside my pussy, okay? I’m not on birth control. Ah, fuck your dick is fucking me Carl. Let me know when you’re going to cum, and I’ll suck your dick, okay.”
Carl nodded in agreement, his cock sliding in and out of my wet cunt with increasing urgency. “Yeah, I’ll let you know when I’m about to blow,” he grunted, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he ploughed into poor cunt.
I was so close to orgasm, my pussy clenching around his cock as he rammed into me. “Oh God, Carl,” I moaned, my voice filled with lust and desperation. “I’m going to cum too!”
“Cum for me, Kirsty,” Carl growled, his cock throbbing inside me as he reached down to rub my clit with his fingers. The sensation was overwhelming; it sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body like electricity.
“Ohh… ohhh…ohhhh!” I screamed as the orgasm hit me like a tidal wave of pleasure washing over every inch of my body. My pussy walls spasmed around Carl’s cock, pulling him deeper inside me even as they tried to push him out to escape the intensity of the sensations flooding through them.
Carl’s cock pulsed inside me, signalling the start of his own release. “I am going to cum oh fuck.”
He pulled out quickly and I went under the covers to finish him. I quickly put his throbbing member into my mouth and sucked hard.
He was so deep down my throat I could taste the salty pre-cum oozing out of his cockhead. I sucked and slurped on it like a greedy little cocksucker, wanting to taste every last drop of his hot, thick cum.
“Fuck, Kirsty! You’re such a good little cocksucker!” Carl groaned as he thrust his hips forward, sliding more of his length into my mouth. My tongue swirled around the head of his cock as I sucked harder than ever before, eager for him to fill me with his seed.
I could feel Carl’s balls tightening up against my chin as they prepared to unleash their load into my mouth.
“Ohhhh yeahh…ohhhh…ohhh FUCK!” he cried out in pleasure as he finally reached the point of no return and exploded deep inside me. The first jet hit the back of my throat hard but was quickly followed by another two more that filled my mouth with hot spunk while still sucking him off hard until there was nothing left.
Carl collapsed back onto the bed, breathless and spent, his cock still twitching from the aftershocks of orgasm. I took a moment to swallow down the last few mouthfuls of his delicious cum before wiping my mouth clean with the back of my hand. As I emerged from beneath the covers, he opened his eyes wide in shock, clearly realizing that he hadn’t just been fucking an unconscious stranger but his own little sister all along.
I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I had let my own brother fuck me, and I had even swallowed his cum! But as I looked into Carl’s eyes, I could see the same shock and disbelief reflected back at me.
“Kirsty, I-I don’t even know what to say,” he stammered, his voice filled with a mix of guilt and confusion.
“It’s okay, Carl,” I whispered, reaching out to take his hand in mine. “I wanted it too. And I think we both know that this isn’t the first time we’ve thought about it.”
Carl nodded slowly, still looking shell-shocked by what had just transpired between us. “But what about Mom and Dad? What if they find out?”
“We’ll just have to be careful,” I reassured him, a mischievous grin spreading across my lips. “Besides, I think we both know that this is just the beginning.”
Carl’s eyes widened in surprise, but I could see the heat and desire flaring up in them once again. “You really want to keep doing this?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
“More than anything,” I replied, leaning in to press my lips against his in a deep, passionate kiss. “You better go back to your own bed, we need to be discreet, I will see you in the morning.”
Carl carefully got out of bed and adjusted his clothes. He gave me one last longing look before slipping out of my room, leaving me lying in bed with a satisfied smile on my face. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, but I knew that I wanted more.