I stood in front of the mirror, wearing just my panties and a bright red bra. I was getting ready for bed, holding my nightie in my hand. As I looked at myself, I couldn’t help but feel a little self-conscious about my body. I’ve always wished I had a fuller figure, especially when it came to my breasts.
Just then, I heard the sound of video games coming from the next room. My brother Jamie was having a gaming session. I smiled to myself, remembering all the times we used to play together when we were kids.
Later that night, I settled onto the couch with a glass of wine in my hand. My mom had left for her night shift at work, and the house was quiet. I was wearing a short nightie, feeling a bit chilly, but also relaxed.
Just as I was getting cozy, Jamie walked into the living room with a few beers in his hands. He gave me a nod and plopped down beside me on the couch. I raised an eyebrow, wondering what he was up to, but happy to have some company on a quiet night in.
As Jamie sat down beside me, I couldn’t help but notice the way he glanced at me, his eyes scanning my legs briefly before he looked away, focusing on the TV. I felt a tiny flutter in my chest, but pushed it aside, telling myself I was just being silly. We were siblings, after all.
As the night wore on, Jamie looked away from the movie and turned to me, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Hey, sis, what’s with the fancy nightie? you trying to get me going or something,” he asked, his voice low and teasing. I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as he looked me up and down, his gaze lingering on my legs. I tried to brush it off, telling myself he was just joking around, but I couldn’t help feeling a spark of awareness.
As I sat there, trying to play it cool, Jamie’s eyes seemed to be everywhere, making me feel like I was on display. I crossed my legs, attempting to cover myself up a bit more, but he just chuckled and said, “Don’t be shy, sis. You look great.” His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn’t help but wonder if he was just messing with me or if there was something more behind his teasing.
I took a sip of my wine, trying to calm my nerves, and said, “Shut up, Jamie. I’m just trying to relax.” But he just laughed and said, “Relax? You’re the one who’s all dressed up. I’m just trying to appreciate the view.” His gaze lingered on my legs again, and I felt a flutter in my chest. I tried to brush it off, telling myself he was just being his usual joking self, but a part of me was starting to wonder if there was something more to it.
As the night wore on, we continued to banter back and forth, our conversation flowing easily. Jamie would occasionally glance at me, his eyes scanning my body, and I would feel a spark of awareness. But whenever I tried to meet his gaze, he would just smile and look away, leaving me wondering if I was just imagining things.
At one point, Jamie got up to grab another beer from the fridge, and as he walked back into the living room, his eyes locked onto mine. For a moment, we just stared at each other, the tension between us palpable. I felt like I was holding my breath, waiting to see what he would do next. But then, he just smiled and said, “You know, sis, you’re really beautiful when you’re relaxed.” His words caught me off guard, and I felt a blush rise to my cheeks.
“What are you after,” I said as I poured another glass.
As I poured the wine, Jamie’s eyes gazed at my legs, “Depends on what you’re offering me.” He chuckled as he sat back and put his feet on the coffee table.
I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at Jamie’s response, but a part of me was curious about what he was after. We’d always been close as siblings, but lately, I’d started to notice a different kind of tension between us. It was as if we were dancing around something, but neither of us was willing to make the first move.
“So, what’s the plan for tonight?” I asked, trying to change the subject.
Jamie shrugged and took a sip of his wine. “I was thinking we could watch a movie or something. I’m game for whatever.”
I raised an eyebrow, feeling a sense of trepidation. “Just the two of us? Mom’s not going to be back for a while, is she?”
Jamie shook his head. “Nah, she’s got a long shift tonight. We’ve got the house to ourselves. So we can do anything, I mean anything.”
I took a deep breath and looked at him, my eyes meeting his. “What are you saying, Jamie?” I asked, my voice low and trembling.
“I’m saying, Sis, that we can do whatever we want,” Jamie repeated, his voice low and husky. “We can watch a movie, play games, or just talk. Or…” He paused, his eyes scanning my body, making me feel like I was on display. “Or we can do something else.”
“What else?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Jamie’s smile was slow and seductive. “I think you know, sis,” he said, his voice dripping with innuendo. “We’ve been dancing around this for a while now. I think it’s time we stopped pretending and just went for it.”
He took my wine glass off of me and put it on the table he then got closer to me with his hand on my thigh and slowly moved up and stopped at the waistband of my panties. His hand slowly rubbed me against the material of them.
The sensation was exhilarating, and I couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, it felt so good. Then his hand found its way to the waistband of them and slipped inside as he rubbed I moaned more as I get two fingers slid inside my wet pussy.
I couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement as Jamie’s fingers slid inside me, his touch sending shivers down my spine. I had never felt this way before, and I couldn’t believe that my brother was the one making me feel this way. As he continued to finger me, I felt my body start to tremble with pleasure.
Jamie’s eyes were locked on mine, his gaze burning with intensity as he watched me react to his touch. I could see the desire in his eyes, and it only made me want him more. I reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him closer to me as I leaned in to kiss him.
Our lips met in a passionate kiss, our tongues tangling together as we explored each other’s mouths. I could feel Jamie’s hardness against me, and I knew that I wanted him inside me. I reached down and grabbed his cock, stroking it gently as we continued to kiss.
Jamie groaned in pleasure, his eyes closing as he let me touch him. I could feel his body tensing up, and I knew that he was getting close. I pulled back from the kiss, looking up at him with a smile.
“I want you,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Jamie’s eyes snapped open, and he looked at me with a fierce intensity. “I want you too,” he said, his voice low and husky.
He pulled me back into a kiss, his hands roaming over my body as he touched me everywhere. I felt his fingers on my breasts, caressing them gently as he kissed me. I had always been self-conscious about my breasts, but the way Jamie touched them made me feel like they were the most beautiful things in the world.
As we kissed, Jamie’s hands continued to explore my body. He touched my waist, my hips, and my thighs, his fingers tracing the curves of my body. I felt like I was on fire, my body burning with desire for him.
As Jamie pulled back from the kiss, I felt like I was drowning in his lustful gaze. His eyes roamed over my body, taking in every curve, every inch of skin that was bared to him. The raw, primal desire in his expression sent a shiver down my spine.
“I want to fuck you so badly,” he growled, his voice low and husky. I nodded, my heart racing with excitement, as he stood up and pulled me to my feet.
Without a word, Jamie led me to the couch, his hand gripping my ass firmly as we walked. Once we reached the plush furniture, he pushed me down onto the cushion, kneeling between my thighs. His fingers danced along the hem of my skirt, pushing it up to expose my wet panties.
“I bet these are soaked,” he murmured, his breath hot against my crotch. I bit my lip, nodding, and he grinned before tugging my panties to the side. Exposing my bare, glistening pussy to him.
Jamie leaned in, his nose brushing against my slick folds as he inhaled deeply. “Fuck, you smell incredible,” he groaned, before planting a wet kiss on my clit.
I gasped, my back arching off the couch as he began to lick and suck at my sensitive nub. His tongue was magic, circling and flicking against me, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through my body. I tangled my fingers in his hair, guiding his mouth to where I needed it most.
“More,” I whimpered, and Jamie obliged, plunging his tongue deep into my dripping cunt. He fucked me with his mouth, his tongue thrusting in and out of my pulsing hole, his nose nuzzling my clit. My thighs clenched around his head as I grind against his face, chasing the approaching orgasm.
Just when I thought I was going to come undone, Jamie pulled back, his mouth leaving my throbbing pussy with a soft pop. I whined in protest, but he simply replaced his mouth with his rigid cock, teasing my entrance with the swollen head.
“Please,” I begged, my voice raw with need. “I need you inside me.”
With a satisfied smirk, Jamie lined his cock up with my slick hole and pushed in, his thick length spreading me open as he filled me to the brim. I felt every inch of him as he sank into my pussy, my walls clenching and rippling around his girth.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he grunted, his hips jerking forward as he began to thrust. He set a relentless pace, his cock sliding in and out of me, the wet sounds of our coupling filling the room.
Each stroke hit my G-spot perfectly, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I wrapped my legs around his waist, using the leverage to meet his thrusts, my heels digging into his ass as I urged him deeper.
Jamie’s hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he fucked me harder, his thrusts becoming more erratic, more desperate. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, the precum coating my insides, signaling his impending release.
With a few more powerful pumps of his hips, Jamie buried himself to the hilt, his cock pulsing as he came deep inside me. I felt his hot seed filling my pussy, spurring my own climax. My orgasm hit like a tidal wave, my body seizing up as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over me.
As we both rode out the intense pleasure, Jamie’s weight collapsed onto me, his body covering mine as he panted heavily. I stroked his back, feeling the sweat dripping down his skin, the rise and fall of his chest as he struggled to catch his breath.
After a moment, Jamie lifted his head, his lips brushing against mine in a soft, tender kiss. “That was incredible,” he murmured, his voice husky from exertion.
I smiled up at him, my own voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
Jamie grinned, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction. “I know exactly what you mean,” he said, his hand sliding down to cup my throbbing pussy, still clenching around his softening cock. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”
As he slowly pulled out of me, his cock slipping from my sensitive folds with an audible pop, I felt a pang of disappointment. But it was quickly replaced by anticipation for what was to come. Because as Jamie lay down beside me, his hand already trailing down to stroke his hardening cock, I knew that this was only the beginning of our steamy escapades.
I leaned over and kissed Jamie, my lips meeting his in a soft and gentle kiss. “I love you,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Jamie smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I love you too,” he said, his voice low and husky.
As we kissed, I knew that our love would conquer all, no matter what challenges lay ahead. We would face them together, our bodies and hearts entwined as we navigated the ups and downs of life. And as we made love again, our bodies trembling with pleasure, I knew that our love would last forever.