Punking my Brother
It irked me that since he turned 18 my brother paid more attention to his girlfriend than me.
I don't know if I was feeling daring, obnoxious or just being bratty but I had an overwhelming need to punk my big brother Emory. I grew up two years behind him and he made sure I knew my place in the family. I was his doormat and punching bag more often than his sister. After he turned 18 for some reason the taunts, teasing and harassment eased off, sometimes he even treated as if he respected me. While I enjoyed the peace and quiet, for some damn reason it bugged the shit out of me that he paid more attention to his girlfriends than me so I had an urge to let him know I was still around.
He was taking a shower, getting ready for a date with Carla, a blonde haired bitch I had no use for but apparently she had a use for Emory. I went to the kitchen and filled two large glasses with water and some ice cubes to cool it down. I set one glass in my bedroom, next to the door then waited with the other until I knew he was toweling himself after the shower. When it was quiet, I knew the water was off and he was out. I sneaked to the door, slowly twisted the knob until the door unlatched. I stepped back, holding a glass of ice water in my hand then kicked the door open “Hey Stupid! Remember me?!”
Emory jumped and spun toward me when I yelled which gave me the perfect shot for my water toss. It hit him directly in the chest and splashed up and down, covering his entire front. He yelped “What the fuck ---!” and fell to his ass on the floor. I was laughing like an demented idiot when he started to get up. His eyes narrowed, the shocked look turned to malice so I knew it was time to scramble. I dashed for my bedroom, grabbed the second glass and waited. He bolted from the bathroom toward me. He was as naked as the day he was born but I’m sure that wasn't a big concern for him just then.
“You bitch! I'm gonna fuck you up for that!” I felt a shiver of deja vu when he yelled his favorite threat at me. I watched his cock flopping as he charged toward me and when he was close enough I threw the second glass right at his groin, the ice water cascaded from his pubic hair, over his prick and balls. I slammed my door shut in his face and braced myself against it. “Goddamn little cunt! What the hell is up with you?!” he shouted through the door before he retreated to dry off. My brief episode of insanity keep me happy and giggling for days. Not only that, I kept remembering how his body looked as he came toward me, especially his how cock was bouncing and swinging.
I wasn't a total stranger to the opposite sex, my boyfriend had been poking me for a few months but what I saw between Emory's legs made me think maybe Carla was on to something good. The longer I thought about my brother and imagined what he would look aroused, the more I wanted to see him that way.
Just because I was curious. No other reason.
My opportunity came a few days later, just after I had taken a bath. I patted my body dry with a large towel then wrapped it around me. I was covered from breasts to thighs when I stepped out to go to my room. Emory was coming toward me and when he got close enough he grabbed the towel at my back and jerked it off. In half a second I was nude and shrieking. He threw the towel over my head so I couldn't see as I lashed out at him. He chuckled, "Now we're even” then he put a hand on my shoulder spun me away from him and slapped my bare ass hard enough to sting “Go get some clothes on before I forget I'm your brother.”
Something happened to me. The smack on my butt vibrated through me like an echo directly to my clit. I felt a sharp sexual thrill explode in my gut and my thighs shivered. I pulled the towel off my head and turned to Emory again. I covered my front slowly, giving him time for a good look then boldly glanced at his groin, “And if you weren’t my brother?”
He rose to the challenge “If I weren’t, I wouldn't be standing here staring at your awesome tits. I'd be squeezing them.”
“How fucking romantic, a typical four F answer.”
“Yeah, you know, Findem, Feelem, Fuckem, Forgetem.” I finished the towel wrap on my body again.
Emory looked at me, silent for a few moments then uttered “I would never forget fucking you.”
My heart slammed into my ribs, my eyes dropped to his very obvious erection. I looked back into his deep blue eyes, pulled the towel loose then dropped it and walked away to my room. I heard his footsteps behind me and the tempo of my heart increased to about a million, my stomach was on a carnival ride and I could feel my pussy warm and swell open, ready to receive him.
I went to stand in front of my dresser and watched my brother in the mirror as he came up behind me. He didn't say anything, he didn't touch me but he started pulling his clothes off. My knees were turning to water, my pussy beginning to seep as I watched Emory's stiff cock standing from his groin. When he was nude he grabbed my waist, turned me around then lifted me to sit on the bureau. He spread my legs wide then stepped between them and put the head of his erection where I was throbbing. He looked into my eyes and smiled as he pushed his long thick erection into my dripping wet cunt.
I thought it would never end. He pushed into me until the head of his dick was denting the bottom of my heart. When he finally stopped the penetration his big balls were mashed against my body and I felt faint from the fantastic feel of his log sized cock inside me. He pulled out then thrust deep again while holding my legs high. I laid back against the mirror and gave myself over to him completely, letting him pump up my temperature and lust.
He fucked me. Oh lord did he fuck me. I never got so hot with my boyfriend, I never thought getting screwed could feel that good. The longer Emory slammed me the higher I climbed through a haze of ecstasy and need. Just about the time I was reaching the highest plateau of rapture I'd ever felt Emory pulled out and let my legs drop. He picked me off the dresser and carried me to the bed and threw me down. I bounced once then he was over me, probing between my legs for the opening to my body again. My brother drove into me so hard he pushed me up the bed until my head hit the end of it. My bed started banging into the wall, I could hear the thumping mixed with the sound of his belly smacking mine. I arched my back to give him more pussy to fuck then began to yelp every time his ballssmacked my cunt.
Emory bent down and sucked a tit into his mouth, it felt like he was trying to give me a hickey while flipping the end of his tongue over the nipple. My heart was hammering so hard with excitement that I knew it would freeze up soon. He lifted his head, looked into my eyes, his were glowing, he was red with exertion and sexual fever. All of a sudden my passion crested and every muscle in my body cramped for a few moments then I went completely catatonic as the orgasm ripped through me in waves. Emory groaned out loud bowed his back then hammered me even harder as his nuts transferred their load from him to me.
I was boneless, heaving for cool air when my brother pulled his cock out of my flooded pussy, got off the bed, grabbed his clothes and walked out of the room. Just seconds after the finish of our intense encounter he was gone, a memory, nothing more. He never said a word the whole time he was in my room. He didn't need too, as I lay there with cum dripping from me I knew neither of us would ever forget what we just did.
I didn't see Emory until the next day. He came in for breakfast and found me alone in the kitchen. He smiled pleasantly and said “Hi”.
I answered him with a nod and a cautious glance into his eyes. Emory dumped some Cheerios into a bowl then said “I wasn't any good for Carla last night, she was kinda pissed.”
He drilled into my eyes with his “Cause you took everything I had, it was fucking awesome.”
My heart picked up a few beats, I felt my nipples grow hard in my bra but just as I was about to flirt with him I heard my mother coming, by the time she got to the kitchen Emory and I were busy ignoring each other. Emory finished his cereal and left us alone.
Mom picked up her purse then asked “You want to go shopping with me?”
“No, not today, I'm doing something else.”
“Okay, bye sweetie, have a good day.”
As soon as her car was gone I went looking for 'something else'. I heard Emory in the shower so I went to my room, undressed then went to join him. When I opened the shower door he looked me up and down then stepped back to make room. I stood in the flowing water facing him, wrapped my fingers around his cock and began to stroke it while he put his hands over my tits. It took him maybe 20 seconds to get a huge hard-on, so long and thick I couldn't hold all of it in my two hands. I turned around, put my hands on the wall of the shower stall and bent my ass back for him. Emory put the end of his erection against the opening of my body then pushed into me until I felt his balls on my cunt lips. Five minutes after our mother left my brother was fucking again me and I was loving it.