Ever since I was old enough to know what sex was, I've been obsessed with it. Watching it, reading sex stories, even going into chat rooms to say just what I'd do to my victims.

I'm 18 years old, and a nymphomaniac. I'm a bit shorter than 5'5", 120 lb, with long dark curls to frame my round cheeks and deep brown eyes. I live with my mother, and the object of every sexual desire I've ever had, my brother Michael.

Yes, I realize that thinking of my brother that way is not only illegal, it's completely "wrong." But I've never been one to follow the rules. And besides, I'm too frightened to act on my feelings toward him. Who knows what he'd do? Tell mother? Throw me out of his life forever? I love him much too much to risk anything like that.

Michael is just a year older than I am, standing tall at 6'1" with medium brown hair that reaches to his eyes. He's very athletic, playing college football and staying fit to do so by going to the gym often. And to top off all of that, he plays guitar in a band he's been in for years. He's incredibly sexy, and all I've ever wanted.

One Friday night, Mom was out with her girlfriends, which meant she'll be too drunk to drive herself home and crash at her friend Linda's. Michael was playing a set at a local hot spot. I had the house to myself, so obviously, I had a man over to relieve my sexual needs. I was standing on my coffee table, playfully giving Alex a strip tease. I was just crawling up onto his lap in my matching black lace bra and panties when my brother burst through the door. He froze, as did I, but before I knew it he was yelling. At first I thought he was yelling at me, because obviously I was doing something severely wrong. But when I got over my shock, I heard his words clearly.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing to my girl?"

Did I hear him right? Or was I hallucinating? I got off of Alex's lap, and with an apology written all over my expression I told him he should leave. He didn't argue, and quickly got his jacket and jumped into his car.

I looked at my brother, embarrassed. "Michael! I'm sorry, I thought you were gone for the night, I...I..." I stopped stammering in time to realize his eyes scanning over me. From my bra-covered breasts to the black heels I had on. (I try to be as sexy as possible, I love seeing lust-driven hunger in my victims' eyes before I fuck their brains out.) I blushed. His eyes met mine before he took a step toward me. I took a step back, surprised, pretty much convinced that what I saw in my dear brother's eyes was me hallucinating again. Thinking of hallucinating, I quickly asked, "Why did you say I was YOUR girl?" My hands were clasped behind my back, a habit I had that meant I was very nervous. Michael knew this.

He smiled at me. "Because, Maddi, you're mine."

My expression must of perfectly conveyed how confused I was, because he took the initiative to explain further. "I can't hide it any longer, I want you Maddi." He took a step toward me again, and this time I didn't react by stepping back. He smiled again at that, and closed the space between us. "Do you mind?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him. I couldn't speak, I could barely breathe. My brother just said he wanted me. He wanted me! My body shivered when he touched me, and all I could do was push my body against his. He accepted this as an answer and leaned his head down to kiss me once lightly on my lips. I moaned involuntarily, closing my eyes and trying to wrap my head around what was happening. He chuckled and kissed me again, harder, longer. He pushed his tongue through my lips and was sensually massaging mine with his. I kissed him back, swirling my tongue all around his mouth. Oh god it was so wonderful!

I reluctantly broke our kiss, gasping for air. "Is this really happening?" I breathed out in a whisper. He leaned back to look into my eyes. What he saw there must've satisfied him, because he kissed me once again roughly, before bending down to sweep my legs out from under me in one swift motion, holding me in a cradle position.

I giggled as he started for the stairs, and carried me into his room. He threw me onto his bed and stood at the foot of it. "Mm, you have no idea how many times I've pictured exactly what I'm seeing," he said as he lifted his T-shirt up and over his head, throwing it across his room. I just smiled at him, feeling like I was on Cloud 9 just with him kissing me the way he did. He unbuttoned his jeans quickly and kicked off his shoes before kneeling onto his bed and crawling up to me. He met my lips again, softer this time, and kissed me deeply. I placed a hand against his chest, my other running through his hair soothingly.

He reached behind me to unclasp my bra, and tore it off my body. He leaned back to look at what he just uncovered, my 34C's. He groaned. "My god Maddi," was all he said before moving his mouth to one of my breasts, taking in my right nipple and tweaking it with his tongue.

I arched my back and cried out, tugging at his hair and pushing him harder onto my breast simultaneously. He then moved to my other breast, giving it the same treatment. I moaned out his name, and he lifted his head to smile at me. "May I see more?" I just nodded, wanting nothing more than him to rip off my panties and fuck me then and there.

He moved down my body until he reached his desired destination. He leaned in to lick my panty-covered pussy, pushing his tongue hard onto my clit. I cried out once again, his action giving me goose bumps all over. He looked up at me and gave me a devious grin. He stuck his fingers into the waistband of my panties, and tugged down hard, hard enough to pull them to my ankles without me so much as lifting a millimeter. He tossed them out of sight, and slowly pushed my knees apart, giving him a full view of my shaven snatch.

"You are much more beautiful than I ever imagined, and I didn't think it was possible," he said as he leaned his head down to lick me again, running his tongue along the length of the lips. I bit down onto my lip and watched my gorgeous brother begin to devour my pussy. I was soaking wet, and he gladly licked me clean. After he did so, he gave my clit much more attention, moving his tongue rapidly side to side. He inserted two fingers inside me, curling them a little, and began to finger fuck me as he did wonders with his tongue. I squirmed and clenched his sheets in fists as I cried out in pure ecstasy. I was already so close, and somehow he knew exactly what to do. When I was approaching my climax, he moved his tongue even faster, and when it hit me, he just pushed his tongue hard against my clit, and slowly moved his fingers in and out of me. It was the absolute best orgasm I have ever had. I moved my hips in a grinding motion until the orgasm subsided, and he licked up all the juices he caused to spill out of me.

I breathed heavily, my breasts heaving. He crawled back up to me and kissed me aggressively, making me taste my own juices. I moaned into his mouth and wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him closer to me. He was on top of me, holding his weight with his arms either side of me, and I could feel his erection pressing onto my thigh, begging to be set free. Without breaking the kiss, I reached down to grasp onto his cock through his boxers. He moaned against my lips as I did so, and moved to lay down next to me. It was my turn.

I moved down to his waist, keeping my eyes locked on his as I did, and pulled his boxers down enough to release his enormous cock. I moved my widened eyes to gaze at it, then looked back up at his smiling face. I would have guessed it was maybe 9", and so thick my small hand couldn't even fit all the way around it. I bit my lip hungrily, and leaned in to lightly kiss the head of his glorious cock. It twitched underneath my lips, and I giggled. "Excited are we?" I asked teasingly.

"You have no idea, now wrap your gorgeous lips around my cock baby girl, before I go insane." That was more than enough to get me started. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, and slowly pushed him into my mouth. I pushed it in as far as I could go, almost touching my lips to my hand, and began to move my head up and down his rock-hard erection. I used my free hand to massage his balls gently, making him groan. I swirled my tongue all over his cock as it went in and out of my mouth, and he placed both of his hands at the back of my head, pushing me downward, forcing more of his cock into my throat. I let out a muffled moan, and he began to meet my head with his hips, slowly fucking my throat. He was gentle at first, but as the blowjob progressed, he became more rough. He plunged his cock into my throat, forcing his entire length into my mouth.

I swallowed, using my throat muscles to milk his cock until he started to cum, hard, down my throat. He didn't release my head until every last drop was swallowed. I came up and gasped for air, wiping the tears he caused by holding me down for so long. I smiled at him, and he motioned with one hand for me to come back up to him. I obeyed.

I laid on top of him, my head resting on his chest as he smoothed my hair. I was completely content. After a few minutes of cuddling, he spoke up, "Maddi, what we just did has to stay a secret..." I lifted my head to meet his eyes.

"I know Michael," I whispered, suddenly frightened that this would be the only time we would be together this way.

"Listen, I'm sorry I took advantage of you that way, and I'd understand if you were to never want to do something like this again..." He actually blushed, my big shot brother was nervous because of me.

I giggled, "Michael, I've wanted you for so long. I was worried you wouldn't want ME like this again." I leaned down to peck his lips softly. He kissed me back with a smile on his face.

To be continued..