What Goes Bump in the Night with Me and My Brother

I could hear the lock of the front door latch, which meant that my parents were finally gone for the weekend.  Finally.

Gone.  And all alone.

I rubbed my thighs together, feeling my wet panties soak up even more juice. Dinner had taken forever to finish and through all of it I couldn’t stop thinking about everything I wanted to do to my brother tonight.

It doesn’t matter that we are brother and sister–incest what? We are only a year apart in age and we always have so much fun. I just can’t keep my hands to myself, even if I wanted too. He’s so fucking sexy–tall, dark hair, thin but muscular…he was still in his baseball uniform. He’d gotten home from practice two hours ago, all sweaty and fucking sexxy. He was teasing me, turning me on and making me wet knowing fully well that I can’t touch him. That’s why he was still in it. Not because he was just too tired, which is exactly what he told mom. I hid my grin when he said that.

Well, two can play at that game. I slipped away for a moment while mom was finishing dinner to slip off my bra. My perky nipples stood at attention, especially when I played with them a little bit. I pulled my tank top down just a smidge more for added effect and walked back into the kitchen where the little tease and dad were talking about sports. The moment I stepped into the room I felt his eyes on my breast as they bounced with every step I made. I sat down across from him, making sure to stick out my chest a little more. He swallowed and licked his lips, shifting slightly in his chair. He only looked away because dad asked him if everything was alright. I asked him also and with a glint in his eye that surely meant revenge later he squeaked out a “Fine”.

Now we’re even.

I glanced at him every few seconds while we all sat at the table, seeing as he was going the same to me. I know that his cock will taste so good with all that musky sweat. I’ve wanted to mount him for hours and now I will finally have the chance.

His steps halted at the doorway while he watched me wash the last few dishes from dinner. I could feel his eyes running up and down my body. From the heels of my feet to my toes that I had painted with blue nail polish (his favorite color), up my toned bare legs, over my short skirt all the way to my tits. My pussy moistened even more knowing he was so close. Bending over to put a dish into the washing machine I could hear him take in a deep breath and grinned to myself.

“Like the view?” I asked while standing up and turning to face him. My nipples stood up the closer he got, like a tiger stalking his prey.

“Fuck. Yes.” He closed the distance by reaching his hand up my thigh, sliding it higher until he reached my soaked panties. He lightly touched my short pubic hair and moaned. Looks like my big brother is finally going to take care of his little sister’s pussy…

Wanna hear how our night turned out?