Sitting down next to him, he wraps his arm around me and pulls me close. We kiss, his hand gropes at my body. I try to move my hand up under his shirt, to feel his body too, but he grabs my wrist and stops me. He lifts my hand down onto the bulge in his pants, I squeeze it, feeling that he’s rock hard.
His hand on my back wanders down, and I raise my butt up so he can touch it, grabbing my cheeks, tracing along my panties with his fingers.
Grabbing the edge of his pants and boxers at the same time, I pull them down enough to free his thick cock. Breaking away from the kiss, I turn my head down to look at it; it’s one of the thickest cocks I’ve seen and the veins on it are throbbing in my small hand.
“Tell me what you said before, kitten,” he lightly pinches my nipple.
“I can take care of you better than anyone,” I say, while stroking him slowly and looking in his eyes. “I can please you better than anyone.” Harder pinches on my nipple and a quick nod are his only response.
“I’ll do anything for you. If there’s something I can’t do, you can teach me.”
He pulls me closer for another big kiss and when it’s done, he pushes my head down. It’s clear what he wants and I adjust my position, getting on my knees on the couch next to him, and lean over to his lap.
One hand is on my tits, the other stroking up and down my back. I arch for him, giving him a good view of my butt. I stay and stroke his cock just in front of my face a little bit, studying it. Am I really just about to suck my brother off? Not until now does the thought of it being wrong hit me. But feeling how hard he is in my hand, and hearing his breathing get heavier, makes me not want to stop for anything.
I gently kiss on the tip, a first taste of my brother’s cock. I can hear him holding his breath, as my lips touch it for the first time. I give it gentle kisses up and down the shaft, before sucking the tip in between my lips.
Slowly, gently, almost teasingly slowly, I taste more and more of him, twirling my tongue.
“Be a good kitten for me,” he says.
Not sure what he means, I take my mouth off of him, and say, “Meow.” I laugh at how silly it felt to meow while sucking dick, but he’s not laughing; he just looks down at me, still touching my body wherever he can.
“Meeooow.” I stick my tongue out and lick his dick like a cat cleaning itself; his breathing gets more intense.
“Good kitten, now take it deep.” He grabs my hair and pushes me down on his cock, pushing it all the way down my throat in one move. I try to signal that it’s too much, that I can’t take him that deep. Pulling my head up again, and I can catch my breath; strains of spit from my mouth to his dick. His hand, still with a firm grip of my hair, lets me go back to sucking him in my own pace for a bit.
“Fuck, I need to fuck you,” he grunts out, while pulling me off him, pushing me down on my back on the couch. His movements are fast and it’s like his lust is completely in control.
“Fucking perfect,” he says, when pulling my panties off, and seeing my smoothly shaven pussy. He’s still fully dressed, as he throws my underwear away and pushes my legs apart; taking his place between my legs with his dick out.
“Fuck, so tight,” he moans out, as he thrusts straight into me, immediately stretching me with his thick cock deep inside me.
I feel his hand grab my throat and squeezing, his other hand lifting him up above me, so he can look down at me; swearing and moaning, as he fucks me faster and faster.
“Oh my god, kitten. You really have the tightest little pussy I’ve ever fucked. Fuck. You’re made for me.”
I barely hear his praise, as I’m completely lost in the feeling of my brother pounding me, choking me; his eyes burning with passion.
Without saying anything, he pulls out. The hand that was on my throat lets go, and just as quickly, lands on my cheek with a loud smack. I watch as he aggressively strokes himself over me. He grabs my hair and tugs it hard, making me whimper. Just as the sound leaves my lips, I feel his warm cum land on my stomach, strand after strand shoots over my stomach and up to my tits.
With his cum running down my body, he’s completely still over me. I can tell he’s trying to catch his breath and regain composure for a while.
Once he does, he just laughs, “I’ll get you a towel, sis.”
As soon as he leaves, I trail my hand down my stomach, and scoop up some of his cum, taking the finger to my mouth and tasting my brother’s cum before he comes back.
When he comes back, he’s adjusted his clothes again, and is back to his normal state of looking like he doesn’t care about anything. I feel a bit disappointed, as he throws the towel at me, barely looking at my naked body.
“Yeah, I need to go to sleep and think about shit. You can crash on the couch or go home; either way is fine, you know where to find blankets and stuff.” He says, still facing away from me before he goes into his bedroom and closes the door.
Honestly, I feel disappointed and kinda annoyed with him, but I realise that I should have known it would be like this– I know what he’s like.
I go to the bathroom to wash off quickly, before getting bedsheets and a blanket from the closet. Still naked, I lie down in my temporary bed and masturbate myself to sleep.
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