Brother Comes to Sister’s Rescue

Brother Comes to Sister’s Rescue
by DirtyMindedMinx

Shortly after I turned 16, I began having sexual fantasies involving my older brother. I would invent fairly elaborate scenarios that always resulted in some form of imagined sexual contact between the two of us. These shamefully illicit fantasies provided the grist for the nightly masturbation ritual that I would indulge in before falling asleep. On especially good nights my fantasy would carry over into my dreams. The story that follows is based on one of my first and most frequently used fantasy scenarios. Keep in mind that I came up with this when I was an inexperienced girl of 16, so it may seem somewhat juvenile, overly romanticized, and lacking in logic. Despite this, it’s a fantasy that I still get myself off to even now.

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It’s summertime and my family is at our cabin on the lake. It sits on a good-sized island that has four other cabins spread out on it. We usually only visit on weekends, but Dad is on vacation so we’re there during week, which means we have the island to ourselves. That is until my aunt and uncle show up with my three hyperactive cousins. This wouldn’t bother me so much if it wasn’t assumed that because I’m the only girl around that I automatically become the default babysitter.

On the second day, I take off by myself as soon as I’m done eating dinner before I get stuck with screaming child duty. I wander through the woods and along the edge of our small island, soaking in the soft sounds of nature and enjoying the lingering summer sunshine. I eventually come to one of my favorite spots, a small hidden cove nestled in a relatively remote part of the island. I stretch out on a warm boulder, turn my face up to the sun, and relax.

It isn’t long before I find myself getting horny. I don’t know why – must be those teenage hormones my mom is always blaming everything on. I look around to make sure I’m alone and then press my hand between my legs. The pressure feels good. I rub myself through my thin shorts and cotton panties, and the feeling gets stronger. God, I’m such a freak. I shouldn’t be touching myself, much less doing it outside in the open. I pull my hand away and try to behave myself.

But the urge is still there. I’m extra annoyed with myself because after I finished masturbaing the night before I swore that I would not play with my pussy for the rest of the week. I had to stop being such a pervert all the time. I mean, what boy would ever want to go out with a girl who can’t stop touching herself like some kind of creepy sex weirdo?

The more I try not to think about it the more I want to do it. I’ve heard Nick, my big brother, joke about guys taking a cold shower to relieve this condition. I wonder if it applies to girls as well. I contemplate the still water of my private little cove. I’m all alone, no one else is on the island but my family, and none of them are going to randomly come all the way over here to this spot. I decide to go for it.

I don’t have my bathing suit, and I don’t want to get my underwear wet, so there’s only one option left. I hide behind a tree and strip down naked. I peek around one more time just to be doubly sure I’m alone, then I carefully pick my way down to the water on bare feet.

At first the water feels freezing on my sun-warmed skin, but I quickly get used to it and submerge my whole body. I work my way out deeper until I almost can’t touch the slimy bottom. I feel so absolutely free and alive being naked in the water. I swim around in lazy circles, sometimes floating on my back, letting the water tickle my nipples as they bob up and down through the surface. I dive under and kick my legs hard, trying to go as far as I can before coming up for air. It all makes me feel very sexy, but the desperate urge to finger myself subsides while I’m distracted with swimming.

The lengthening shadows eventually tell me that it’s about time I start thinking about heading back to the cabin. Uncle Doug always brings fireworks, and I don’t want to miss out on the fun. I work my way reluctantly to the shore, and up to where I left my clothes behind the tree. My stomach drops as soon as I see that they’re gone. I instantly cover up and look for the culprits. There’s no one in sight. Who could it have been?

“Who’s out there!” I holler, knowing that whoever it is also likely saw me naked. “Bring my clothes back, you jerk!” The woods around me are silent except for the singing birds. What the hell was I going to do? I check around to see if maybe the wind blew them somewhere, or if an animal dragged them into the bushes. There is almost no chance either of those things happened, but I look anyway. I do my best not to cry as I sit down on the leaf-covered ground to try to think of what to do.

I hold one arm over my small breasts and tuck a hand between my legs in an effort to maintain some degree of dignity. I can’t just walk back to the cabin butt naked. Everyone would see me and my mom would freak out on me. All I can do is wait until it gets dark and then maybe I can sneak up close and grab a towel or something and no one will notice me. It’s the best plan I can come up with.

As I wait for nightfall the wind picks up and I feel it getting colder. Clouds drift in and cover the low-hanging sun. Maybe if I’m lucky I’ll just die of hypothermia and I won’t have to face the humiliation of getting caught running around outside naked. I hear something and hold my breath.

Maybe just the wind, or my imagination. My pulse thuds in my ears making it harder to hear anything. There’s a voice calling out somewhere not too far away. Oh, God, this is bad. I want to run and hide, but that would be more likely to attract attention. I stay still and hope whoever it is keeps going and doesn’t see me.

“Rachael!” Someone is calling my name. A male someone. Damn it!

I wait, my stomach in knots. I don’t hear my name again. Whoever it is, maybe my dad or my uncle, is hopefully heading off in the other direction. I wait. Nothing. A close call.

I hear a stick snap behind me and twist around.

“Rachael?” It’s my brother, his eyes wide with mirthful surprise. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Don’t look!” I scream and try to cover myself up even tighter.

Nick looks away, but not as quickly as I want him to. “Rachael, why are you naked?”

I keep an eye on him to make sure he doesn’t peek at me. All he has on is his swim trunks and a pair of sandals. His hair is all messy from having been in the water himself, and I can’t help but notice how nice his muscular chest looks in the light filtering through the trees. He’s three years older than me, and it’s clear that he’s not a kid anymore. He’s turned into a real man.

“I was skinny dipping and someone took my clothes. Was it you?”

“That’s fucking hilarious. It was probably Teddy and Matt.”

“It couldn’t have been.”

“The MacNamara’s came across a couple hours ago. It had to be those little bastards.”

I don’t know what to say. I huddle naked on the leaves, beyond embarrassed, with my big brother standing there trying not to laugh at me.

“I’ll take care of those dickheads tomorrow. C’mon, we have to get you back to the cabin.”

“No way! Just leave me alone, I’ll go back when it’s dark.”

“Rach, everyone’s out looking for you. You took off without telling anyone where you were going. Mom thinks you went and got yourself drowned in the lake.”

“I don’t care. Now get out of here!”

“I’d be happy to, but the storm is going to hit soon and I’m not going to leave you out here alone.”

“What am I supposed to do, just walk all the way back naked?”

“Geez,” he curses, shaking his head at my stubborness. “Alright, fine, put these on then.”

With that he pulls down his swim trunks, steps out of them and tosses them to me. My brother stands in front of me naked except for a pair of sandals. His cock is just hanging right there in the open where I can plainly see it.

“Nick!” I gasp as soon as I gather my wits.

“What? It’s better if everyone sees me naked instead of you. No big deal. Now put those on and let’s get going, princess prudy pants.”

“Fine, but turn around first.”

Nick does as I tell him and I get my first good look at his bare ass. His strong legs and smoothly sculpted butt couldn’t have been sexier. I feel that urge growing again between my legs. I can’t believe my body is reacting like this to my own brother. There’s no denying that he’s a good-looking guy, and has a nice bod, but I shouldn’t be getting turned on by seeing him naked. What kind of a pervy sister was I?

I pull his swim shorts on and cinch the drawstring as tight as I can. They are loose on me, but at least my puss and ass are covered. Even though my brother is naked and not bothering to cover up, I still hold my arm over my modest tits to hide my nipples from him.

He turns around and laughs at how big his swim trunks look on my skinny body. I notice that his eyes travel down my legs and back up again. Nick’s gaze lingers on my belly, then glides up to where my squished breasts are peeking out above and below my thin forearm. A little smile plays across his lips and I can almost feel what he’s thinking.

I do my best to look anywhere but at his naked cock, but I can’t seem to avoid catching a glimpse or two of it. It looks big to me, even though it’s limp. I know that when a guy gets excited their penis gets even bigger. I shouldn’t be thinking about my brother’s thing like that, but it would be interesting to see how big it would get. I can also see his balls. They look weird just dangling there like it’s totally normal for them to be swinging in the breeze. I have the irrational desire to cup them with my hand and find out what they feel like.

“Let’s go. It’s going to start pouring any minute.”

He heads off through the woods and I follow. My brother’s muscular ass works enticingly in front of me as he walks. We don’t get more than a few yards before I step on a pine cone and yelp. After a couple more steps a rock jabs into my heel and I squeal again. A few seconds later when a stick stabs my big toe I try not to make a sound, but a pathetic whine manages to escape. Nick turns back and glares at me.

“We’re never going to get anywhere at this rate.”

“It’s not my fault, they took my flip-flops.”

“You should wear my sandals.”

“They’re too big,” I insist. “They won’t stay on. And besides, we’ll be going just as slow because then you’ll have bare feet.”

He thinks this over, trying to decide what to do. I take the opportunity to once again get another quick look at his naked cock and balls. I love the way his pubic hair fringes the base of his penis, giving it a kind of dark halo. He glances at the ominous clouds flying overhead and makes up his mind.

“Okay then,” he turns around and hunches down a bit. “Hop on.”

“No way,” I protest.

“It’s the only way, unless you want to destroy your feet and end up getting hit by lightning.”

I silently give in and go hop onto him piggy-back style. He lifts me up and hooks his arms under my legs. I have to grab onto him with both hands to keep from flipping over backwards. This results in my bare breasts pressing directly against his naked back. And, damn, it feels good.

Nick moves forward unsteady at first, but he soon finds his balance. The natural bounce of his stride causes my nipples to rub up and down against my brother’s sweat-slicked skin. My legs are spread wide and wrapped around his waist. His strong arms are locked around my bare thighs. And all I can think about is his loose-hanging cock and balls flopping around freely as he moves confidently through the woods.

The urge is definitely stronger now, and if I angle my hips just right a certain part of my girl’s anatomy bumps against my brother’s lower back just enough that it could possibly make me cum. I force myself to return to my senses. Am I crazy? There’s no way I should even be thinking about doing something like that.

We hear a loud patter in the leaves to our left. The sound approaches us quickly, and it’s only a matter of seconds before the deluge reaches us. We’re both soaked by the cold rain after only a few steps. Half a minute later Nick stops.

“Geez, you’re shivering like crazy.” He looks around, spots a pine tree, and heads for it.

We duck in through the lowest branches and he lets me slide off his back. I move to cover my breasts again with my arm, then decide not to bother. My naked boobs have been pressed against his back for the past five minutes, what’s the big deal now if I let him see them?

I sit down on the soft floor of brown needles. Water drips down on us, but it’s much better than being out in the downpour. I can practically feel Nick’s eyes on my tits as he sits down next to me. It’s actually a pretty nice feeling.

“Come here, I can hear your teeth chattering.”

My big brother puts his arm around me and pulls my body close against his. He rubs my arm in an effort to warm me up. I can smell his sweat mixed with the fresh rain. I snuggle against him, both to get warm and because I want to be as close to him as I can get. I’m able to look down and see his cock right there. It might be my imagination, or maybe because I’m closer now, but it looks bigger than it did before. Is it possible that he’s getting a little excited? Maybe from the feeling of me on his back? Or seeing my chest?

His forearm brushes against one of my nipples a few times as he’s rubbing me. My nips were already sticking up because of the cold rain, but I can’t rule out that it’s also because I’m getting turned on by all of this. I know that I won’t be able to take it much longer.

Lightning crashes somewhere out over the western end of the lake and I flinch against my brother. He holds me tighter and I feel safe with him. The heavy thunder rolls over us and the pulse between my legs quickens. I look down again at his cock. The head of it is pointing up at me. I can see the little slit at the tip, the graceful sweep of it as it curves downward, and the rounded ridge that forms the bottom of his crowning cap. It’s a truly beautiful thing.

“What are you doing?” His voice is warm without a hint of accusation.

I realize with a start that I’m reaching for his penis.

“Oh, I, um…” My heart races and I don’t know what to say. What the hell am I doing?

“You want to touch it?” he asks. There’s a gentleness to his tone that I’d never heard him use with me before.

In my mind I know I should say no, but instead I find myself nodding.

“I’ve never seen one before,” I explain pointlessly.

“Go ahead, if you want.”

With a trembling hand I reach over and run my fingertip over the soft head of my brother’s cock. Tingles shoot up my arm and spread over my whole body. Lightning flashes nearby, but I don’t flinch this time as absorbed as I am in the male organ that has suddenly been made available to me.

I trace a finger down his semi-flaccid shaft. The skin moves under my touch in a way I hadn’t expected. The penis is truly a fascinating creature. I tentatively touch his balls, being extra careful because I know boys are very sensitive there. I cradle my brother’s testicles delicately in my palm.

“Can I?” I ask without looking up at him.

“Sure.”

I cup him in my hand and it feels better than I imagined it would. I massage him lightly, feeling his balls shifting around loosely within his scrotum. I’m completely entranced by the effect. As I fondle Nick’s balls, I notice that his cock is growing. The shaft elongates, and the head seems to swell and become larger before my eyes. I’m captivated by this transformation, and stare at his penis getting bigger in pulses that match his heart beat.

“My God, it’s huge,” I blurt out when the breathtaking expansion is complete.

“Naw,” my brother dismisses my compliment humbly. “Maybe it’s more than average, but it’s not like porn star huge or anything.”

I don’t care what he says, at that moment he is my one and only porn star. The rain begins falling harder, and the wind rocks the tree above us. More water sprinkles down on our naked bodies, but I don’t even feel the cold anymore. I can’t stop marveling at the gorgeous specimen of manhood right there in front of me. I’m not even thinking about Nick being my brother, all I know is that I’m finally seeing a real cock in all its natural glory.

“I don’t know what to do with it,” I confess, suddenly feeling like a stupid kid.

“Like this,” he says and takes my hand.

He wraps my fingers around his stiff shaft and moves my hand up and down. My brother guides me through a few strokes, then lets go. I grip his erection tight and continue to move my hand the way he showed me. Nick lies back, contentedly watching me play with his dick. I look at him to make sure I’m doing it right and not hurting him. He gives me a reassuring smile, and we share a chuckle. We both know this shouldn’t be happening, but neither of us wants to stop.

“Does this feel good?” I ask, genuinely curious.

He nods. “This is the way guys jerk off, except they use their own hand.”

I’d heard boys use those words to call each other names – “Hey, watch where you’re going, jerk off!” – but I’d never been exactly sure what it really meant. Now I understood.

“Do you jerk off?”

Nick laughs nervously. I don’t think he wants to answer me. I continue slowly moving my hand up and down, reveling in the vital power of his manly cock in my small hand.

“Yeah, I jack it sometimes. Pretty much all guys do.” I love that he’s being honest with me. We never really talk much anymore, especially since he went away to college last year. It’s nice that he feels he can trust me like this. “What about you?”

“I’m a girl,” I say reflexively, embarrassed that he turned my question around on me.

“So?”

Here he is telling me about his private stuff and letting me touch his cock, and I all I can do is be a selfish little girl.

“Okay, yes.” I can’t believe I’m actually going to admit this out loud. “I play with myself sometimes, too.”

“Is that why you were naked when I found you?” Now he was teasing me, but it wasn’t to be mean.

“Maybe,” I say and can’t hide a smile.

My brother reaches over and gives one of my nipples a playful pinch. I freeze and don’t know how to react. It scares me a little, but at the same time I really like it. I go back to moving my hand on his dick.

“I dare you to do that again,” I tell him, squaring my shoulders back so my small breasts thrust out toward him.

He smirks and tweaks my nipple again. Now that I know what’s coming it feels even better than it did the first time. His hand spreads out over my breast and he squeezes it gently. I can’t tell if the thunder is coming from overhead or from inside me. I close my eyes and give myself over to his touch. Nick’s hand is warm against the cold skin of my chest. His touch is sure and knows right where to go. He takes my other nipple between his thumb and forefinger, twisting it just enough to make it feel good.

The sweet pine scent is all around me and I’m lost in a private world of pleasure with my brother. I don’t want it to end, but I’m also afraid of where things might go from here.

“What would Mom say if she saw us right now?” Nick jokes.

“Don’t even say that!” I hiss, shrinking from his touch at the mention of our mother. “Maybe we should get going again. It’s going to be dark soon.”

He continues fiddling with my little titties and looks at me as if he’s trying to figure out how serious I am about what I just said. He gives one of my breasts a nice squeeze that almost makes me melt.

“The storm is right overhead,” he finally says. “We’ll wait till it passes.”

I shrug, acting like it doesn’t matter to me either way. I don’t want him to know how desperate I am to stay here under this tree with him.

“What’s that?” I ask when I spot something strange. A bead of pearly fluid is poised at the tip of his penis right where his slit is.

Nick looks down and grins. “That’s just a little bit of cum. Sometimes it leaks out when a guy gets really excited.”

“Does that mean you’re really excited right now?”

“Yeah, I guess it does.”

Hearing him say that makes my heart go pitter-patter. It’s a special thrill to know that I can make a boy get excited like that, even if it is my own brother.

“Some girls like the way it tastes,” he tells me. “You can try it if you want.”

“Ew, gross, no!” I can’t imagine who would want to taste something that came out of a boy’s dick. Even so, I can’t help being a little curious.

I touch the tip of my finger to the tiny droplet. It’s warm and slippery. I rub it around on the tip of his penis. I bring my finger to my nose and sniff it. It’s not like anything I’ve smelled before, but I like it. I touch my tongue to my finger. There’s a hint of saltiness, but not much else. I think about changing my mind regarding stuff that comes out of dicks. I go back to slowly stroking my brother’s cock, hoping that more comes out.

While I’m doing this, Nick’s hand is touching me all over. He rubs my back, then my legs, then goes back and touches my breasts. He’s driving me wild. I’m dying to touch myself down there, but I don’t dare do it in front of him. His hand finds one of the ends of the draw string and he pulls it. The knot falls away, and I don’t say anything. My stomach is in freefall. What is he thinking of doing?

Nick rolls toward me and begins tugging his swim trunks off of me. Panic fills me up in an instant, but I find myself lifting my butt and helping him pull the shorts down. Just like that I’m naked, too. I press my thighs together feeling suddenly shy.

“Open up your legs for me,” he says as if it’s a normal request for a brother to make of his sister. He says it so sweetly that I almost do it without question.

“What for?”

“I’ve never seen one before.”

“You’re such a liar. You have too.”

“Okay, you’re right, but I’ve never seen yours before.” He kisses my knee and makes puppy eyes at me. “C’mon, Sis, I showed you mine.”

Even though I’m crazy scared, I really do want him to see me, but I don’t want to appear too eager. “Promise not to laugh at me?”

“Why would I laugh?”

“I don’t know.” He’d played so many tricks on me when we were younger that this was an automatic reaction. I honestly didn’t even know what I was saying anymore.

“Alright, I promise.” He can see how nervous I am. “This is just between the two of us. It’s okay if you don’t want to. You can keep touching me, if that’s all you want to do, or we can head back to the cabin. It’s up to you.” He stops talking and gives me a chance to think everything over.

It’s difficult to concentrate with his handsome face staring up at me expectantly, and his hard cock still within easy reach. I don’t want him to think I’m a scared little baby, but I also know that what we’re doing is very wrong. Our mom will die if she ever finds out, and I’m sure our dad would kill us both. It’s already bad enough that I touched my brother’s penis, and that I let him play with my boobs, did I really want to be an even bigger sex pervert than I already was?

I let my legs part. My heart thumps and reality goes out the window. My brother smiles and his eyes slide down my body. I lean back and spread my legs wider. I’m really doing it. I’m showing off my pussy for the very first time to another person. I feel my clit throbbing in a way it never has before. I’m suddenly worried about the fading light and the shadows here under the tree.

“My kid sister is all grown up,” Nick says admiringly. His words make me feel warm all over.

“Can you see me okay?”

“The view is just fine from here.”

I nervously use my fingers to try to fluff up my light brown pubic hair. There’s not a lot of it yet, but I’m proud of what I do have. “Does it look alright? I mean, compared to the other girls you’ve been with?”

“I can honestly say you’ve got the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.” He traces his fingers along the inside of my thigh coming dangerously close to my privates. “How come I’m only finding out now what a sexy little thing you are?”

I can’t think of anything to say that wouldn’t remind him of how dorky of a kid I still really am, and so I just sit there blushing instead. Nick slides up next to me and I’m disappointed that he’s already done looking at me down there. Maybe he’s only telling me I’m sexy to make me feel better. His cock is close to my hand, but I’m not sure if he wants me to touch him again.

“The storm is moving away,” he comments, looking out between the branches. “Rain’s letting up.”

“Should we go?” I ask, closing my legs and feeling slightly foolish. My disappointment is too obvious.

“Lightning could still strike at this distance, but if you want to go…”

I have the feeling he’s testing me. “No, it’s probably better to be safe than sorry.”

He nods. “Is it okay if I…” his voice trails off, but his eyes are fixed on my small tits.

“If you what?”

My brother leans over and takes one of my nipples into his mouth. All the air rushes out of my lungs and I’m propelled into a new realm of pleasure. A couple of guys have felt me up before, but this is way beyond that. Nick lightly sucks my breast, teasing my nipple with his tongue.

“If I do that?”

“Um…yeah…” I stammer, half in a daze. “You can do that…if you want…”

He leans across me and gives my other nipple the same treatment. It is glorious. My hand finds it’s way back down to his still powerful erection. I play my thumb over the tip, smearing the fresh droplets of cum over his spongy cockhead. I want to stay under the tree with my loving brother all night. I never want his experienced hands or mouth to leave my body. There’s so much I need to learn from him.

I grip his shaft and pump my hand up and down like he showed me earlier. I want to make him feel as good as he’s making me feel. His hand is on my thigh again, curling around close to my crotch. I once again let my legs part. I’m hoping I know what he’s going to do, but I don’t want to jinx it. His palm is up high between my legs, his thumb rubs along the hollow space between my thigh and my vulva. He’s so close to touching me there. I barely dare to believe it might happen. I shift my hips in a desperate effort to let him know I want it.

My brother’s fingers dance up toward the point of my hip bone, then across to my sparse patch of thin pubic hair. He combs through it while his mouth continues to work on my increasingly sensitive breasts. Even if he doesn’t touch me down there I might just cum from everything else. His fingers circle close to the top of my slit and I let out a moan, trying to let him know how much I need him to touch me there.

His hand drifts up to my belly button and he tickles his finger around in a slow spiral. He’s torturing me on purpose.

“Nick, I want it,” I hear myself saying in a hurried hush. “I want you to touch my pussy. Please.”

He takes his mouth away from my nipple, gives me a sly smirk, and kisses me on the cheek.

“All you had to do was ask.”

He keeps his eyes locked onto mine as his hand travels downward, and just like that his finger slides along the length of my slit. I don’t blink. I hold his gaze as he tenderly works into my crease, then deftly finds my hole. I realize that I’ve stopped stroking him and resume with an unsteady beat.

His finger swirls around my opening then glides up to my clit. He circles around my throbbing harness then dips back to my hole. I’m mad at him for tormenting me like that, then I realize he’s deliberately spreading my pussy juices all up and down the length of my pussy. I relax, knowing that I simply have to trust that my big brother knows exactly what he’s doing.

“How’s that?” he asks as he flicks my pink nipple with his tongue.

“Good,” I manage to get out. “I mean, really good. Great, actually.” I shiver when his finger once again settles on my clitty. “No one has ever touched me like this before.”

“No one but you.”

“Well, yeah, but it’s not the same at all. This is way better.”

“I bet you look sexy when you cum.” He gives my nearest nipple a nice long kiss.

“I bet you look hot when you cum, too,” I mutter breathlessly.

“Should we find out if we’re right?”

My huge smile gives me away before I answer. “Definitely!”

“In that case, you’re going to need to move your hand a lot faster.”

I immediately pick up my pace. I’m so excited for this. I’ve always wanted to know what this would be like, and now I was finally going to find out. I spread my legs wider for my brother. His fingers begin moving with firm purpose. He hits just the right spots with the perfect amount of pressure. How can this be so much better than when I do it myself? My hand is moving so fast on Nick’s cock that it’s making a loud slapping noise. I decide that this is now my new favorite sound in the world.

Thunder growls in the eastern distances. The last light of the day shines red between the thick pine needles. Birds start to chirp again, accompanied by the dripping of water throughout the woods. And there on the forest floor, hidden away from the world, a brother and sister lie clutched in each other’s naked embrace, masturbating one another with a reckless passion that defies not only propriety, but nature itself.

“That feels so good,” I pant. “I like the way you touch me, Nick.”

“Your pussy feels amazing, Rachael. Are you going to cum for me?”

“Yes. Yes, I’m going to cum so hard for you.” I can’t get over hearing myself say these things to my brother.

He returns to sucking on my tits, enhancing my already mounting ecstasy. My arm is getting tired from working his cock, but I’m not about to give up. My brother toys briefly with my pussy hole then moves his fingers back up to my achingly stiff clit. It seems like he wants to finger fuck me, but he probably suspects I’m still a virgin – which I am. I want his thick fingers inside of me. I want him to fill me up.

“Oh, shit,” he grunts, taking his mouth suddenly from my nipple. “You got it, Rachael. Keep going. Just like that…”

I renew my efforts and pump his cock as fast as I can. I don’t know exactly what to expect, but I know he’s almost there. The head of his dick is darker now than before, and the pee hole looks like it’s opened up some. A thin stream of partly clear and partly white fluid is dribbling out and is running down over my knuckles. I can see his balls bouncing wildly beneath my fist as I jerk my brother off with all my strength. His jaw tightens and his fingers dig into my softness.

“There! I’m cumming. Oh, fuck, yes!”

With that he thrusts his hips toward me and a huge spurt of cum shoots out of his cock. It lands on high up on my chest. I scream. I thought it was just going to ooze out, I didn’t know it was going to happen like this. I don’t slow down at all, and another jet of thick jism blasts out of his cock and hits my boob. The warm goo begins to trickle down over my skin. I continue pumping away at my brother’s impossibly hard penis and even more comes out. Sperm squirts everywhere, getting on my belly, my thigh, my arm, until finally the last little bit does just ooze out and spills down over my clenched hand.

Nick is breathing hard, his eyes are closed, and a smile of contentment graces his lips. I want to laugh and squeal and jump up and down, but I act cool insead. I did it! I made a boy cum! And I have the proof all over me. The feeling of his cock juices on my naked body is absolutely delicious. I want to be covered head to toe in my brother’s semen. I squeeze his cock and more of the precious goo surges out of him as I stare in lustful wonder.

Moments later his fingers are alive again within the wet folds my pussy. “Your turn, little sister.”

I’m more than ready for it at this point. His touch gravitates to my most sensitive spot and quickly finds the ideal rhythm. It’s magical the way he handles my pussy. I lie back and enjoy the ride, never letting go of his cock. I pinch one of my own nipples, then move my hand across to the other. It’s all slippery with his tantalizingly slimy cum. I love it. I spread his fresh jizz all around my breast as he fingers me closer and closer to where I’ve been dying to go.

“That feels so fucking good,” I whimper and press my clit up against his fingers. “Make me cum. I want you to make my little pussy cum so much.”

“You’ve got the sweetest cunnie ever.” His face is right next to mine. “I want to see how pretty you look when you cum. Cum for me, Rachael.”

I can feel it happening. His fingers are doing all the right things and I’m almost there. I can’t believe I’m about to cum for my brother. His warm breath is on my cheek, his body is pressed against mine, his big cock is still hard in my fist. I can feel it happening.

“Kiss me!” I cry out.

My brother’s mouth is suddenly on mine. His lips are perfectly soft. The warmth of his kiss spreads down over my chest, across my belly, and directly to my pussy. Then it all happens in an instant. My back arches and I moan into my brother’s mouth. I cumming. I’m cumming harder than I ever have in my life. With my feet flat on the soft bed of pine needles I fuck my hips up against his fingers. Nick presses back and I can feel his strength against my pussy. Before I even fully begin to appreciate the full dimensions of my orgasm, I start to cum again.

I writhe with frantic desire. I have the overwhelming sense that something is missing, that there should be something inside of me, something I can clamp my pussy tight around and bear down on as I cum like this. I pull desperately at my brother’s cock, knowing it is the object of my ferocious need. I want him inside of me like I’ve never wanted anything before.

The flashing waves of pleasure slowly begin to ebb. My vision gradually comes back to me, and I once again become aware of the world around me. My brother’s lips are still on mine. He’s kissing me, softly, lovingly. I kiss him back, wrapping my arms around him. He holds my thin, girlish body against his manly nakedness as the darkness falls all around us.

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I usually cum at about this point in the fantasy. Sometimes I’ll get off when my brother begins shooting his sperm on me, but normally I orgasm pretending like my fingers are his at the final climax of this silly little scenario of mine. If I’m especially horny, I’ll cum during the part where I first spread my legs and show off my pussy to my brother. The idea of doing that still turns me on like crazy.

Of course, there have been all sorts of little variations to this basic scenario over the years. The one I use most frequently is that instead of playing with each other, we masturbate ourselves for one another. Nick still ends up shooting his jizz all over me, and I get myself off while he watches with his dripping dick in his hand. When I got a little older, I began imagining him shooting his load into my mouth, either by accident or on purpose. That’s usually how I play it out now when I use this fantasy to get myself off.

I do have a continuation of this fantasy. I use it on the rare occasions when I haven’t cum by the time I get to this part, or when I’m still horny and want to make myself cum a second (or third) time. Maybe I’ll write up that part also…if anyone is interested.

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30 Comments

30 thoughts on “Brother Comes to Sister’s Rescue

  1. You have touched on a fantasy of my youth. I had two hot sisters who would occasionally invade my masturbation time. We even had small limited flashing games at one time. Those remain a part of my sexual world. In this instance I imagined I was your brother. What a climax!
    -Myrddn

  2. Wonderfully erotic story. Reminds me so much of the relationship my older sister and I have had for many years. We started in our teens and we still have ‘fun’ now…in our 50′s.

  3. Rachel,

    Very hot!! Loved the story! And you needn’t worry about it being too mushy or romantic, I thought it was just perfect!

    And yes, I’d definitely like to read the continuation, so put it up!

    Aramis

  4. This reminds me of scenario i had with classmate when we we in elementary schl. Lets go all the way in pt two.

  5. (°¬°) – (º=º) – (º0º) – |__|’<(º0º‹)

    That was a very good story!

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