This is my first story, so please be nice. I hope you like it ;)



When we grew up we had a normal sister-brother relationship. We were quite close. I never noticed anything strange when we were younger.

The first time I noticed something had changed was when I was 17 and he was 19. I just got out the shower and noticed I had forgotten to take my pajamas with me. So I wrapped myself in my towel and walked down the hall to my room. It barely covered my C cups and was showing most of my arse. The door to Eriks room was wide open and he was lying on his bed, so he saw me. I thought I saw a bulge in his crotch, but couldnt be certain. Surely that wasnt because of me?

Erik was pretty. He worked out so he had an athletic body. He was tall and blond and very popular with all my friends. To be honest, if I wasnt his sister, he would have been exactly my type!

Later that night I was in bed reading with the door to my room shut. We had the house to ourselves, because our Mom had gone out on a date. Our parents separated a few years ago and were now finalizing their divorce, so our Dad wasnt living with us anymore.

While I was in bed I was sure I heard Erik pass my door a few times. Normally he was glued to the TV at night, so I was sure something was up.

A little later I decided to sleep, so I turned the lights off and got comfy under my quilt.

I was half asleep when I heard the door open. I knew it was Erik by his footsteps. And I wasnt too long since I turned the lights off, so I knew our Mom wasnt home yet.

I was intrigued to see what Erik came in my room for, so I pretended I was still asleep and listened to him walk over to my bed. I felt him gently brush my hair out of my face. His hand rested on the side of my head. Next thing I felt his lips on my forehead. Was my brother kissing me? Should I do something?

I noticed I had butterflies in my stomach and I suddenly realized I was enjoying his touch.

He kept kissing my face until they finally rested on my half open lips. I was still pretending I was asleep. My heart was racing so fast I was sure he could hear it. I felt his tongue trace the line of my lips and I nearly responded to the touch, but I remembered I was supposed to be asleep. Next his hand moved from the side of my head to my shoulder and slowly over my tits.

Out of shock I moved onto my side and he quickly left the room. This was going too far! I couldnt believe what had gotten into him. I lay awake for a few hours, thinking about how much I enjoyed my brothers kisses and his touch. I finally went to sleep, dreaming of him and his kisses.

The next day it took me a while to work out if last night was just a dream or if it really happened. But when I walked into the kitchen and Erik blushed to the darkest red I had ever seen on him, I realized it really had happened.

I was thinking weather I should put a stop to this before it got too far, but I caught myself longing for his touch. I realized that the fact that this shouldnt be happening turned me on even more. I wanted to feel him all over me.

My day went by as normal. Our paths didnt cross very often, but in the evening I wrapped myself in my dressing gown and found myself in the living room with my brother, watching telly. I noticed he kept on looking over to me. He didnt see that I noticed, so I decided to tease him a little. I slightly pulled my dressing gown down a little and opened it just wide enough for him to see my tits. I wasnt wearing anything under my dressing gown, so the next time he looked over he looked for a bit longer. After ten minutes I rearranged myself so that I was covered up again. I glanced over to him and noticed the bulge in his pants. He had definitely enjoyed what he saw. I could feel myself getting wet in between my legs and I found myself fantasizing about tonight and hoping that Erik would come into my room again. Our Mom was going out, so we had the house to ourselves. I went to bed earlier than usual and wore a baggy nighty this time. I thought it would give him easy access. I blushed when I thought this.

So I went to bed, turned my lights off and sure enough about an hour or so later Erik came into my room. I was lying on my back with the quilt only over half of my body, as if I kicked it off in my sleep. I pretended I was asleep again when Erik started kissing my face and my lips again. I was thinking about what he would be doing next and felt myself getting very wet in between my legs. His hands moved down to my tits. Because my nighty was so baggy he could move it over my tits. My heart was racing as I felt his lips around my nipples. Erik was very talented as he massaged one tit while sucking the other. I was sure he had had a lot of practise and felt jealous thinking about other girls being touch by my brother. His touch was better than any of the other boys I had done it with. His lips were caressing my nipples and with every stroke they sent a shiver through my whole body. I had to really concentrate not to react to the touches. My nipples were harder than they ever were before and I wanted to feel my brothers hands all over my body.

I wanted to stop pretending I was asleep, but I was afraid I would shock him and he would stop, so I kept going with my pretense.

Soon Erik got bored with playing with my tits, so he moved on, slowly stroking over my belly and his hand finally rested between my legs. He stopped when he felt the wetness and I was scared my pussy gave me away, but Erik kept going. He found my clit and started stroking it gently. I felt the butterflies in my stomach building up and could tell it would not take long for me to reach an orgasm. The thought of reaching an orgasm because of my brothers touch turned me on so much, I felt like I was going to explode! Erik pushed my legs apart a little so he could have a full few of my pussy. I was dripping wet and could feel the wet patch on my mattress. He must have seen that and I was sure that he noticed I was only pretending I was asleep, but he still kept going. I was wondering how far he was going to take this. I wanted to fuck my big brother so bad right then! That thought together with his constant flicking of my clit made me reach my orgasm. I was shaking with pleasure and heard myself moaning. This got Erik going even more and he slipped two fingers into my dripping pussy in one go. I climaxed even more and couldnt control my hips any more. He was hammering his fingers into me so hard. It felt so good I didnt want to stop. Ever! I pushed my hips against his fingers so hard while he rammed them into me over and over again. I nearly screamed with pleasure! I reached the climax of the most amazing orgasm I ever felt. Eriks fingers finally left my dripping wet pussy.

I pretended I was asleep again, because I didnt know what would happen if I looked at Erik now. I heard him lick my pussy juice off his fingers and felt the butterflies in my stomach again. I still hadnt felt my brothers dick in my pussy yet and couldnt wait for it! But then I heard Erik leave the room. I opened my eyes to make sure he was really gone and yes, the room was empty. I thought about following him, but then I heard steps coming up the stairs. Mom had come home. Erik must have heard that and left before we could get caught.

That night I dreamed off what might have happened if Mom hadnt come home so early and woke up with my pussy as dripping wet as when my brother was finger fucking it the night before.