Early morning. And I’m fucking annoyed. My parents have houseguests and that means my brother sleeping on my floor.
Naturally, this coincides with the horniest part of my cycle, and I was looking forward to a few secret (and silent) wanks under the covers.
Next to me, on the floor covered by a duvet is my brother, Robert.
He seemed deeply asleep, so I risked it.....a quick rub of my nipples. Fuck....I’m randy! Bastard! Immediately I felt my clit jump and demand attention. Fucking HELL!
Robert snuffles and rolls onto his back. The duvet exposes his lower tummy and I can definitely see a morning glory there. Thats all I need. Sight of a hard cock. Fuck....I’ll go back to sleep.
I doze, and my mind, half awake, half asleep, lets me into a dark world of forbidden delight.
In my half dream, Robert has snuck into my bed. His arm is round my tummy, but his hand is travelling down between my legs. I reach behind myself for his hardness. In reality, I’m rubbing my clit, but I have to admit, I’m fantasizing about my brother.
Im soaked. My hole is so ready. I feel Robert pressing against me, between my bum cheeks. Oh my! I feel the tip of his cock against by arsehole. I’ve mever had it there, but I feel I want to push back against it. Instead, I slip two fingers inside my gaping sex and imagine him fucking me as I wank.
I even whisper aloud “oh Robert....fuck me.....spunk up me.” I feel my cunt grip my fingers and I bite the knuckle of my free hand. I glance down at him. The duvet is off now, and I see his full erection. The mere sight of it sends me over. In my mind I imagine clutching him to me as he spunks inside me.
The orgasm is terrible, Wild, uncontrollable. I whimper out loud and try to disguise it with a cough.
When it subsides, I feel disgusted....dirty.....but that doesn’t stop me licking my fingers clean.