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Stacy's Story 3 - Part 1

"Stacy and her brother develop the relationship further with a wild night out"

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Stacy’s Story 3 - Part 1

[The last story ended when my brother left the room after our passionate love making session ended, the love we felt for each other was flourishing. I recommend reading the previous chapters before you read this one so it makes more sense to you!]

My name is Stacy, and this is my story

At around 7am in the morning my eyes opened, after a couple of seconds I got a huge rush, right up through my stomach and into my head and I smiled. I was remembering the night before. The night my brother had taken...no, the night I'd given my virginity to my brother. I felt like a real woman, as if the shackles of being just a girl had been shaken off and now I was a true and real woman. It was such a rush of realization and confidence. My smile continued to broaden as I remembered how I had been ‘de-flowered’ and my pussy grew warm and my nipples stood to attention, as if saluting me on a job well done. I could hear noises coming from downstairs, voices of my parents and my brother, oh my brother or my lover? I wasn’t sure. I had an overwhelming urge to see him and as today was a Saturday I could probably spend the day with him because he wouldn’t be working.

I slipped out from the bedcovers, my smooth legs swinging over the edge of my bed first, sitting up I stretched my arms in the air, feeling my still hard nipples push against the fabric of my pyjamas. I left my bedroom and made my way to the bathroom where I brushed my teeth, every time I looked in the mirror I was smiling. I brushed my blonde hair back behind my ears and allowed a few stray hairs to fall either side of my face and then checked myself out in the mirror once more (still smiling) before heading back to my bedroom to get dressed.

It was a pretty hot day, even in my pyjama top and shorts I was pretty warm so I unbuttoned my top and tossed it into my wardrobe, and picked out a long vest top. It was the kind with no sleeves and the hemline ended about mid-thigh. It covered up the shorts underneath so it looked like I had this red shirt on and nothing else, but I wasn’t going to put jeans on in this weather and after all I was around my family, not like anyone was going to be eyeing me up! (With a smile I knew, of course, the real reason why I’d chosen such a revealing set of clothes, to give my brother an erection!) I started giggling again as that thought went through my mind. I quickly composed myself as best I could and headed out my bedroom door and towards the stairs.

I made my way downstairs and saw my mother, father and brother sat at the dinner table, the table was fairly large with room for two people on either side. My mother and father sat on one side and my brother was on the other by himself. No one was eating; they were just enjoying morning coffee and conversation.

“Hey look who’s up early,” my mother said when I appeared in the doorway. “Do you want some coffee too?”

“Yeah please,” I said smiling back at her as she stood up and turned her back my father got up and walked towards the sitting room with his paper, smiling at me as he went. Then my brother turned around and saw me coming towards him and I swear his eyes doubled in size! He was looking me up and down and I loved it! Then, of course, we remembered we were in the company of our parents who may not understand, or like, their two offspring undressing each other with their eyes, much less our antics from the previous night. I sat down on the chair next to Jake and slid my legs under the table.

“Good morning, dear brother,” I said trying not to giggle, and failing.

“Ah good morning dear sister,” he said in a very posh, almost royal voice which made us both start giggling with each other.

Mum turned around holding my cups of coffee set it down on the table in front of me, looking at us with a confused smile as she did so. I knew that she must have been surprised to see that Jake and I were suddenly the best of friends, but then, what mother wouldn’t smile at that?

When she turned around again to get my dad’s cup I felt a hand on my upper thigh. I jumped a little and felt like my body temperature had shot up through the roof. My brother was feeling me up at the breakfast table! Mum turned around and the hand quickly withdrew, as she walked past with dad’s cup Jake half stood up, I thought he was leaving the table but then I saw what he was doing. With mums back turned he was rearranging himself, his erection was clear as day, like a tent pole inside his sweat pants. He reached down into his trousers and straightened his cock so it was pointing straight up, in line with his stomach, and then sat back down with relief etched on his face

“I’ve had that since I saw you come in the room,” he whispered to me with a smile. “And I’ve been waiting for ages to sort it out, I thought it was gonna tear through my trousers!” We both started laughing and in my I was imagining him sat there with everyone around and a big hole in his trousers where his cock had torn through, thanks to his sexy older sister.

We stopped laughing and mum came back to the table and sat opposite us, our hands kept to ourselves.

“What are you doing today?” mum asked me.

“Oh, I don’t know,” I said truthfully. “I might go and have a mess around on the PC or something, or phone Kerry for a bit.” (Kerry was a friend I met online, we weren’t close and we’d never met in person but I was grateful for a friend to chat to.)

“How about you?” she said turning to Jake. “Are you still going out tonight?”

“Yeah,” he said, smiling. “More than likely, I fancy a night out.” My heart sank what if he met a girl? Or what if a girl came on to him? What if he found someone there that he liked and what would that mean for…?

“Why don’t you come with me Stace?” He said, knocking me out of that sequence of thought, “it’ll be a laugh.” I thought about it for a moment.

“Ok why not?” I replied, suddenly nervous and excited at the thought of us being out together like an actual couple, as I said before I was never a ‘going out’ type of person, but remembering the safeness I had felt in my brothers arms last night I knew that he would look after me. Mum was surprised too, I could see it in her face and raised eyebrows, but considering Jake had never asked me to go anywhere with him I understood the shock value.

“That’s that then,” Jake said standing up, mum stood too finishing her coffee as she did, which reminded me that I’d forgot mine.

“Jake, are you ready yet?” dad shouted from the other room.

“Yeah, just got to put my shoes on,” Jake replied.

“Where are you going?” I asked, sounding more disappointed that I intended.

“To the scrap yard to find some parts for the car we’ve been working on, don’t you remember us talking about it?”

“No, when are you coming back?” I asked, still sounding like a jealous girlfriend rather than a sister.

“Be a few hours,” He said. “After we’ve been there we’ll need to go down to the garages and stuff, and that should be it,” he sounded disappointed too.

“No,” dad corrected him. “We need to pick up the engine pieces from the shop in town; they’ll have it at about three o’clock so it’ll probably be getting on for about six o’clock when we get back.”

I suddenly disliked my father.

“Oh yeah I forgot,” said Jake. Then he turned to me and said, “Don’t worry, when I get back there will be plenty of time for me to get something to eat and get ready to go out tonight.”

“Ok,” I said, still disappointed, but also very excited about the prospect of a night out with my brother. Mum and dad walked out of the back door and outside towards the car, when they were out of sight my brother turned around to look at me. Then he leaned down and planted his lips on mine, parting my lips with his tongue. I felt his hand run up and under my top and take hold of my left breast, giving it a little squeeze which made me tingle all over, we pulled apart with a smooching sound and he quickly checked we wasn’t being watched then turned back to me.

“We will go to a club tonight,” he said with his hand still on my breast. “And we’ll have plenty of fun.” He checked over his shoulder once more, and turned back to me again letting go of my breast, but he wasn’t done yet. His hand slithered down to the top of my shorts, I gasped as I realized what he was about to do, then he did it. His hand went down the front of my shorts and he inserted a finger into my pussy, the amount of wetness down there made it easy for him, so easy that he decided to slip two in, without thinking I lifted my rear up off the seat to allow him better access.

Here I was, sat at the dinner table with my brother’s forefinger and middle finger inside my pussy and his tongue in my mouth when our parents could come in at any moment. And then…

“Jake!” it was dads voice. We almost jumped out of our skins, Jake pulled his fingers out of me and stood upright, with my juices still coating his fingers and I turned around and stood up beside him.

“Jake, are you coming or what?” he was still outside! Oh the relief!

“Yes dad I’m…” a giggle, “I’m coming!” he shouted back, then turned back to me.

“I almost already have cum,” he said to me, we both laughed and he brought his hand up to his lips, he looked at me and sucked my juice off his middle finger. Then he offered me his forefinger which I gratefully took in my mouth. We looked into each other’s eyes and shared a quick kiss.

“See you later,” he said, my love for him again surfaced, so much so I was holding tears back.

“I love you,” I said

“I love you too,” and with that he turned and walked through the door, I rushed upstairs to change my clothes and begin the long process of picking an outfit!

* * * * * * * * * * *

It was now around 5.30pm and, predictably, I was no closer to choosing an outfit. I was searching through the closet looking at jeans, t-shirts, dresses, skirts, even one or two evening gowns and God knows what else! I hadn’t worn many of these things, some of them I’d worn around the house, but as for going out in I usually limited myself to sweatpants and baggy t-shirts! But tonight was different and I was out to impress. If you had told me a few days ago that I’d be looking for something to impress my brother I would’ve thought you were insane and a bit perverted. But there I was, equally excited and nervous and as time got closer to the promised 6pm, much more nervous.

I noticed a dress hanging up in the back of my closet; the silvery colour caught my eye. It was the dress that had been given to me about 3 years ago by an aunt or something. It was a backless silver dress that was tied around the neck so you couldn’t wear a bra with it and the hem line was just above the knee. I thought what the hell and decided to try it on. I unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down my legs. (I had removed the shorts I had been wearing before considering how wet they were after this morning.) Then I pulled my t-shirt up over my head and dropped it on top of my jeans on the floor. Now, standing in just my small pink panties I stepped into the dress.

Now I don’t know if I had grown or if the dress had shrunk but when I pulled it up to where it needed to be to fasten properly the hem of the dress had travelled up past my knees and stopped daringly close to my upper thighs. I fastened the collar part at the top and smoothed the dress down, when I turned around to look in the full length mirror I nearly passed out with embarrassment, even though I was the only person in the room.

The hemline did indeed stop around my thighs, the dress wasn’t flimsy, it would keep its shape in a breeze but it wasn’t skin tight either, it loosely hung around my thighs giving me room to move my legs and, much more importantly, it wouldn’t cut into me when sitting down and leave impression lines. The front section, after I’d tied it up around my neck presented a small problem. Of course I already knew my back would be bare but if I bent down the dress would sag and clearly show my breasts from the side. My fear was short lived however when I discovered a small lace that ran from one side of the front and hooked around across my back to the other side so the dress would be held tightly against my body.

Normally at this point I would have immediately stripped off again and found something much less revealing but I couldn’t deny the simple fact that I looked very, very sexy. I had never dressed this way before and looking at myself now I couldn’t understand why. My legs looked great and the hemline wasn’t so bad. Mum and dad would probably have a heart attack when they saw me in this and hopefully my brother would too. I was starting to get turned on from looking at myself like this, in fact, since that morning I’d felt ‘on the edge’ so to speak.

On any other night, I might have happily laid on my bed and masturbated for the rest of the evening but right now I needed to go in the shower and pick out what to wear on my feet. I undid the straps, shook the dress off and laid it out on the bed, the silver material reflecting the light. I couldn’t believe how confident I was feeling! Maybe it was losing my virginity the night before, but more likely it was because I knew I would be with my brother. He would keep me safe and, with him, I could do anything. Hooking my thumbs into the waistband of my once again wet panties I pulled them down and threw them onto the washing pile along with my panties and shorts from this morning. Amazing that women don’t run out of moisture if we did I would surely have dried up after the last 24 hours’ exploits!

Naked again, I walked to the top of the stairs and shouted down that I was going in the shower, mum shouted OK back to me, I always shout first before getting in the shower so if anyone needs to use the toilet they have a chance to do so before I get in so I’m not disturbed. Once the door of the shower is closed you can only see a vague shape through the translucent glass but still I didn’t want people coming in and sitting on the toilet while I’m all naked and soapy! I went back to my room to grab my bathrobe, no need to put it on yet so I strode across the landing to the bathroom in the nude. It was a good job my mother was downstairs, the sight of her daughter naked, shaved pussy and all, would be very awkward!

I closed the door behind me and hung up my robe on the hook on the back of the door then got a towel out of the linen cupboard. I laid it on the floor in front of the shower door ready for me to step on afterwards to stop the floor getting wet. I leaned in to the cubicle and switched on the water, then held my hand under the spray until it got warm enough and stepped in. I love taking showers, the hot water sprayed on to the back of my neck instantly relaxing me; I closed my eyes and thought about what the night ahead may bring, me in my sexy silver dress dancing with my little brother.

I ought to have be ashamed of myself, but considering that in the last 24 hours I had stroked myself to orgasm while secretly watching him watch porn and masturbate, and later that night had lost my virginity to him, if all that hadn’t made me feel any shame then a bit of fantasizing in the shower wasn’t going to do much to change that! I ran my fingers through my wet hair then began rubbing my neck and shoulders, feeling my...

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