Pretending to be asleep and taking brothers cock

On a hot summer evening, I lay on the small bed in the stuffy sunroom, trying to escape the oppressive heat inside the house. Being a deep sleeper, I was unaware as my inappropriate brother quietly entered the room and joined me in bed, his malicious motives unmistakable.

I awoke to the feeling of my brother’s oily hands lazily tracing circles on my bare back. His touch grew bolder, grabbing onto my naked ass cheeks with a lustful hunger. I pretended to be still asleep, but my treacherous body betrayed me, growing hot and wet between my legs. I faked a passive roll, allowing my legs to fall open just enough for his wandering hand to reach the crotch of my threadbare panties. His fingers lingered there, rubbing the damp cotton with an evil glee. I let out a low groan in an attempt at modesty, as it was almost too much pleasure to bear.

My brother’s fingers were playfully navigating beneath my undergarments, causing mischief wherever they made contact. I spread my legs wider to give him better access to my eager, moist vagina. It was yearning for his touch with his bare hands. I longed for the sensation of his fingers on my sensitive, pulsating clitoris.

Eventually, he managed to slip his fingers under the elastic waistband of my panties. He parted the folds of skin encompassing it while discovering my swollen clit, teasing it with delicate flicks. I barely managed to suppress a moan as I didn’t want him to realize that I was awake just yet.

I felt one of his digits invade me from within as he thrust it in and out repeatedly, further moistening me than beforehand. He then withdrew and started slowly lowering down my panties over both hips and legs gently until they were off one leg entirely after what seemed like an eternity had passed by since he began this endeavor.

My brother positioned himself at the end of the couch and brought his mouth up to my aching pussy. He began to lap slowly at the folds of my pussy and spread my lips, lapping at my swollen clit. I was moving my hips and pushing my pussy against his questing tongue. He slipped two fingers inside of me and pushed them in and out while he sucked madly at my clit.

I was starting to get wet; my hips were grinding at his face, coating it with my juices. I couldn’t take it anymore. I came in a huge rush. My pussy gushed with my juices, thoroughly saturating his face.

Breathlessly, I came down from my high. My brother kissed his way up my chest. He stopped, making me whimper in anticipation. Slowly, little by little, he crept his way up to my breasts. He captured my sensitive nipple in his mouth and paused once again. Finally, my brother sucked my nipples into his hungry mouth. He was rubbing and flicking them and, at the same time, moving his fingers in and out of my soaking pussy. I loved every second of his attention, silently longing for more.

He moved himself up over me, covering my flesh with the hot hardness of his. He positioned his hard cock in between my legs. Guiding it with his hand, he put his cock up to the opening of my wet pussy. He slowly thrust his hard seven inches into me. My pussy muscles squeezed and pulled him further into my hot hole. I let out another moan. His cock filled me up completely. I could feel his balls press up against my ass. He started moving his hips back and forth. The feeling of his cock sliding in and out of me was just too amazing for words.

He pulled my legs back over his hips and began to fuck me hard and fast. I wrapped my legs around his back and pulled him down towards me. I just lost myself as I felt his stiff cock fuck me with all that he had. Oh God, he felt so good. Forgetting to feign sleep, I pulled his head towards mine and kissed him passionately. Forcing my tongue into his mouth, I lost it and came in a wicked flurry of desperate passion. His cock seemed to grow bigger inside of me. My brother cried out as he pounded my pussy with his cock, squirting into my scorching pussy time after time.

Spent, he laid beside me and covered me with the quilt. I lay there with my eyes closed, catching my breath. Neither of us said anything. After a few minutes, he slipped off the couch and left.

The next day I didn’t say anything about what had happened and he never mentioned it to me. However, he did make nightly trips into my room to fuck me throughout the summer.