Remembering the vivid dream of Mark with Krissy I took my arms and placed them behind my back. Mark instantly grabbed my wrists and pulled back causing a pain in my shoulders that made me moan, that little jolt of pain was also enough to send yet another orgasm smashing through me. I howled into the pillow as my pussy contracted around Mark’s cock, making it feel even better.
I could hear Mark breathing heavy with the exertion of fucking me. He was totally exhausted as well and all but spent sexually yet had been fucking me hard and fast for a good fifteen minutes at this point. I listened, totally turned on as his breaths turned into to desperate whimpers as if he were straining to cum.
“There you go little brother,” I told him “You cum for your big sister; you show her how bad you want her! Go ahead every last… Oh fuck yeah!”
I went back to the pillow as Mark, all but gasping at this point, reared back and after giving me several pumps that were so hard that I swear my pussy was going to have bruises in the morning let out a sound that was somewhere between a moan and a sigh of relief. His cock twitched deep inside of me and I felt his hot cum flood through my pussy. There still seemed to be quite a bit as Mark thrust slowly in and out each time sending another spurt into his sister’s greedy little pussy.
As Mark let my arms go I stretched out flat on my stomach and Mark all but collapsed on top of me. We stayed like that both panting for awhile until Mark rolled over onto his back. I rolled over as well right into his arms, my face resting on his chest. Mark held me close to him and kissed the top of my head. I made a happy little sound in my throat and burrowed my face deeper into his chest. As I lied there in Mark’s arms it struck me that as nasty as we started it was as sweet as we finished.
After a few minutes Mark whispered;
“Are you staying in here tonight?”
“Little brother I couldn’t move if I wanted to.” I told him then with a laugh added; “But trust me I don’t want to.”
Mark moved and getting up pulled his shorts on and handed me my nightshirt. As I slipped it on Mark set the alarm for seven; a half hour before the folks got up then slid back into the bed behind me and put his arm around me. Mark gave me a sweet kiss on the back of my neck and told me how much he had missed this during the last week. Grabbing his arm I pulled it tighter around my waste and sighed contentedly as I drifted off to sleep in my brother’s arms, my last thought was that everything was going to be just fine.
The alarm went off and with a groan I reached over to shut it off. I rolled over and gave Mark a kiss then sat up. I was definitely going to go back to sleep in my bed. Matter of fact I didn’t have work until six and might just spend the entire day there catching up on some much needed rest. Mark got up and stretched. Damn he looked good but at this point my pussy was sore, plus I had no idea what time Dad would come looking for Mark. I kissed Mark again then went though the bathroom. I stopped as I walked through the empty doorway and called to Mark that he would have to shower downstairs. Not that I would mind a show but the folks might think it odd.
I noticed that the glass from the lamp was gone and the covers were back on the bed. Mom must have straightened up while I was talking to Dad. I pulled the covers down and gratefully slid underneath of them. I sighed happily and rolling over onto my side went right back to sleep. I awoke to the sound of ringing metal and cursing under my window. I sat up and saw it was nine. Getting up I looked out the window to see Mark in the drive way under the hood of the Lesabre. I smiled, my brother was one of those people you wanted to kick because anything he tried he was good at but cars eluded him. Eventually he would figure things out but it took him forever and he was always getting pissed off. I sat down in the chair and watched him look first at the manual then under the hood.
A moment later my father came out and walked over to him. When Dad first came over Mark had looked nervous. I could faintly hear Dad’s voice but not what he was saying. As he spoke the expression on Mark’s face seemed to relax and he was nodding. After a few minutes Mark began to speak and they went back and forth for awhile. Finally Dad nodded and gave Mark a slap on the back. Mark smiled then to my surprise Dad put his arm around his shoulders and hugged him.
I smiled as I watched Mark awkwardly return the hug. A minute later I laughed out loud as Dad had looked under the hood then reaching in fumbled for a minute before pulling something out and handing it to Mark, who after staring at my father for a minute snatched the piece out of his hand and started cursing. I could hear Dad laughing from where I sat; everything really was going to be okay.
I turned at a knock on the door. Mom came in carrying a small plastic bag and asked what I had been laughing at. I told her that Mark and Dad seemed to have patched things up and how happy I was about it. I expected Mom to look happy as well but instead she came over and sat down on the foot of the bed.
“Megan,” She said softly. “We need to talk about last night.”
I looked at her.
“Last night? Oh the nightmare, I told you mom I think it was just being scared about Mark and dad.”
“No, I think there was more to it than that.” She said quietly.
“No really Mom I’m…”
I stopped cold as reaching into the plastic bag Mom pulled out the bottle of Captain Morgan that had been under my mattress.
“Megan honey we really need to talk.”