I pulled my mouth from my brother’s and burying my face in his neck let out a series of barely suppressed squeals as my orgasm flowed through my body causing my pussy to contract around my brother’s thick cock and causing him to moan as well. Mark continued to stroke my clit and squeeze my nipple, making sure that his sister came long and hard. I finished with a long shuddering moan and slumped back into Mark’s chest.
“Damn, little brother.” I groaned as he continued to fuck me.
“Yeah you like that sis?” He asked in my ear as he started fucking me harder.
“Like it? Tell you what little brother you can have it anyway you want it right now.”
I reached down and grabbing the base of my brother’s cock began jerking it off into my pussy as he fucked me.
“Ohhh,” Mark moaned. “Oh I love when you do that.”
“I mean it little brother anyway you want it this morning! You want me on my back? My knees? You want me to suck you off? Just take it little brother!”
“Sounds good to me!”
As Mark spoke he pushed me onto my stomach and rolling over on top of me slid his arms underneath mine and lying on my back propped up on his elbows started pumping his hips into me hard and fast.
“Oooh that’s so fucking deep!” I gasped.
This was an odd position but a nice one, Mark couldn’t fuck me as hard as he could doggy style but the angle seemed just as deep and I enjoyed feeling his body on top of mine. Mark had stretched his arms all the way out and reaching out my hands found his and linking my fingers through his held them tightly as he thrust his massive cock in and out of my sopping wet pussy. My brother wasn’t going slow but he wasn’t fucking the shit out of me either and I found the pace quite enjoyable. My legs were stretched out as well so I was pretty much just lying relaxed on the bed as Mark had his way with me.
My brother’s face was just behind my ear and I could hear him moan with every thrust.
“Go ahead little brother.” I said softly. “Take it. It’s all yours.”
Mark moaned louder and started fucking me harder and faster.
“Yeah you like me telling you that?” I asked. “That your sister’s pussy belongs to you? It does you know, any time any way little brother.” I paused to squeal as Mark really started driving himself into me.
“Yeah that’s right Mark go ahead and give it to me! Claim your sister’s pussy! Make it yours just go and… ohhh yeah!”
My brother’s cock exploded into my pussy; sending his warm sticky cum deep up inside of me where I loved it the most. Mark continued to give me long slow strokes as he emptied himself into my greedy little pussy, as he did he let his weight go and was breathing heavy directly into my ear. When he finished I clenched my pussy around his cock several times milking him and making him groan in pleasure.
“There you go baby.” I whispered. “You give your sister every last drop.”
We both sighed and Mark kissed the back of my neck before rolling off of me and lying on his side. I turned over on mine so that we were facing each other and smiled at him.
“Damn that was nice little brother.”
“Yeah, even though you were mean to me last night. ” He said grinning.
“Oh please,” I told him. “You’re the one that left my ass so red last week I couldn’t sit at work.”
Mark smiled and laughed. I smiled back at him. Our faces were only a foot or so apart and at the moment his multicolored eyes had shifted to the greenish shade that I liked best. I shook my head and told him;
“Little brother you do have the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.”
Mark smiled shyly and put his head down but not before I saw he was blushing. How damn cute! I thought and that shy little smile the one that no one else ever got to see.
“I love that smile.” I told him laughing.
“And I love that laugh.” Mark said looking back up at me.
Our eyes met and I stopped laughing. As we stared into each other’s eyes I felt as if something was different between us. It was if I somehow felt even closer to Mark than I had before. Mark was looking at me oddly as if he felt it to. I wanted to make a joke or say something but found myself speechless, just lost in my brother’s gaze. After a moment that seemed like an eternity Mark leaned forward, his lips parted to meet mine.
I felt my heart start to race but didn’t understand why it’s not like I hadn’t kissed my brother before. Hell we had just made out while we were having sex a few minutes ago. As Mark lowered his head down to mine and his hand slid up behind my hair I turned my head to the side my own lips parted but rather than meet him halfway I closed my eyes and waited. I felt my brother’s lips brush softly against mine and rather than lock into a kiss he slid his mouth lightly across mine teasing my lips with his.
“Kiss me.” I whispered against his lips.
Mark kissed me twice; once so lightly that I barely felt it the second one wasn’t much firmer but was amazing. It started with our lips barely touching then with each small kiss Mark pressed his mouth more firmly to mine. My heart was pounding and I realized I had goose bumps. We continued to kiss at that pace no rush no hurry just enjoying the moment. Was this how he had kissed Krissy I wondered, if it was she was even luckier than I had thought.
Finally after what seemed an eternity Mark broke the kiss and we opened our eyes. My brother had a strange look on his face and I had a feeling I did as well. Once again I found myself speechless but Mark still holding the back of my head whispered;
“You’re so beautiful Megan.”
This time it was me that blushed. I felt nervous and excited as if I had just been kissed for the first time, as if Mark wasn’t my brother that I shouldn’t even be with but more like a… boyfriend? No that was wrong Mark and I were forbidden lover’s we weren’t in love we couldn’t be, it could never work. I looked at Mark, unsure of what to say or how to react, I mean what had just happened?
The two of us jumped at the sound of the hall way door banging and I could hear the heavy steps of my father coming up the stairs. Mark quickly hopped out of my bed and grabbing his pants gave me a quick kiss on the forehead and cutting through the bathroom went into his room. A moment later I heard Dad knock on his door and ask him if he could come downstairs and give him a hand moving some junk in the garage.
I got out of bed and figured since I had a few hours before work that I would do some painting. A few weeks ago Dad had surprised me by converting the small attic space into a studio for me, even running some pipes so I could have a sink and adding fluorescent light fixtures. This of course was before he had found out about my grades and had become another thing that I apparently didn’t appreciate. Tossing on one of the ratty old night shirts I kept just for painting. I went out into the hallway and reaching up pulled the rope that brought the attic stairs down.
“Come on Mark you don’t have to be pretty to move a damn fridge!”
I turned to see Dad leaning against the wall outside of Mark’s room waiting for him. Dad looked over at me.
“Hey Dad.” I said simply.
“Morning Megan.” Dad replied.