The shrill ring of my phone jolted me awake, Anna’s name flashing urgently. Her voice, a chaotic mix of sobs and slurs, filled the line, “Tommy… I need you, please.”
Driven by a brother’s instinct, I navigated the desolate streets, each moment stretching into an eternity. Arriving, I found Anna, a shadow of her vibrant self, her makeup marred by tears, her form shaking uncontrollably.
“Anna…” I whispered, wrapping my arms around her as she crumbled, her words barely comprehensible through her sobs, “He was with someone else, Tommy.”
Suppressing my anger, I led her gently inside. We settled on the couch, her head finding solace on my shoulder. Her voice, tinged with self-doubt, broke the heavy silence, “Tommy, am I that ugly… that foolish?”
“No, Anna. You’re beautiful, inside and out,” I reassured her, my heart heavy with her pain.
The night pressed in on us, a tangible presence of shared sorrow. Then, in a fragile whisper, she asked, “Stay with me tonight, Tommy? Just… be here?”
Wordlessly, I guided her to her bedroom. I felt weird doing this I helped her get changed into her nightie, I took off her jeans and blouse. I found myself looking at her tits in her bra, I snapped out of it and put her nightie on.
Side by side in her bed, Anna nestled close, her need for comfort palpable. Despite my reassurances, her insecurities whispered in the darkness, “I just feel so worthless, so…”
Cutting her off, I affirmed, “Look at you, Anna. You’re beautiful. It’s Tommy who’s missing out, not you. But no matter what, you’ve got me, okay?”
In the quiet comfort of her bed, our bond was a silent fortress against the night’s shadows. “I’m here, Anna. You’re not alone,” I murmured, a vow of sibling solidarity.
Then, unexpectedly, she turned and planted a kiss on my cheek. Startled, I pulled back slightly, “Anna, what are you doing?”
Her eyes, clouded with a mix of alcohol and vulnerability, met mine. It was clear she wasn’t herself, her judgment clouded by the night’s events and her inebriated state. Gently, I reminded her, “Anna, you’re drunk and hurting. It’s okay. I’m here for you, as your brother, to keep you safe and comforted. Let’s just rest now.”
But she didn’t listen. She kissed me again, this time on my lips. I could taste the alcohol and feel her desperation for connection. I pushed her gently away, “No, Anna. This is wrong. You’re not yourself, and I can’t take advantage of that. You are drunk, emotional and not to mention my sister.”
She clung to me, tears streaming down her face, “I’m sorry, Tommy. I just wanted to feel something… anything. I didn’t mean to… I just thought you would you know want to do it.”
“Wait, do what exactly? Oh you don’t mean sex do you,” oh my god, I was shocked. My sister offered her body to me.
“Well, it doesn’t matter, I… I am sorry, anyway if you change your mind just help yourself,” She didn’t just say that no way. I would never do such a thing, I love her yeh but as family.
We eventually fell asleep with her facing the window with my arm around her. I woke up 1 hour later. I could feel my cock solid as a rock in my boxers as it was pressed against her ass. The words coming back into my head of what she said, if you change your mind help yourself. NO I wasn’t going to do that. I tried nodding off again and found myself dreaming of fucking her. It felt so real, I was really giving her it hard. I woke up again with my cock again pressed against her butt.
I could feel pre cum seeping out of my cock. I stroked her ass through her nightie “Anna,” I said softly and no reply. I took my cock out of my boxers and slowly stroked it, oh it felt good, especially after that dream. As the night wore on, my need for release became too much to bear.
I couldn’t help myself as I lifted her nightie up a little and slid her panties down, trying my best not to wake her up. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t get the visions of her out my head and I was turned on.
I got closer to her and lifted one of her ass cheeks to access her pussy from the rear. I slid the head of my cock up and down her pussy with my precum lubing her entrance. I slowly pushed it inside her, wow it felt so good.
I couldn’t believe I was actually doing this, but I couldn’t stop myself. I started moving my hips back and forth, slowly at first and then picking up the pace. I could hear her snoring, completely oblivious to what was happening.
I kept my grip on her hip as I thrust into her, feeling her tightness around my cock. It was a surreal experience, having sex with my own sister while she slept. But I couldn’t deny the pleasure it brought me. I reached around and started to rub her clit, making her moan in her sleep.
I held her tightly as I continued to have sex with her, shit she started to stir and moan again. “Ughh mmmmm, harder” I guess she’s awake.
I started to move even faster, pounding into her as she pushed her ass back against me. My cock banging my sister in her own bed hitting her G spot over and over again. She was moaning louder now, fully awake and enjoying the pleasure I was giving her. “Mmmmm fuck me mmmm, please don’t stop” She moaned.
I couldn’t believe how hot and wet she was, and I could feel my own orgasm building. I kept thrusting into her, feeling her walls clenching around me.
“Shit your cock is so good, pull it out for a moment, it’s fucking my turn now,” she said as I slid my cock out of her. She turned around and got up and straddled me, I held my cock steady as she lowered herself down onto it. As she fully sat down it impaled deep inside her.
She pulled her nightie fully off and her bra. She started to grind her hips against me, her breasts bouncing in front of me. I reached up and squeezed her breasts, feeling her nipples harden under my touch. She started to move faster, her moans getting louder.
I could feel my own release building, and I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer. I grabbed her hips and started thrusting up into her, matching her rhythm.
She picked up speed and started moving in fast twerking movements as my cock slid in and out faster and faster. We both moaned loudly, lost in the pleasure of the moment. I couldn’t hold back any longer, her pussy was too much. She just kept going “Ohhh oh MMMMMMMMMMMM your cock fuck fuck fucking fucking” She squirted as she slammed her pussy down, her juices flowing over my cock.
As she trembled and couldn’t catch her breath, I quickly pulled her off my dick just in time as a huge rope of cum fired out of my cock and shot up her body. It covered her belly, tits, and some even reached her face.
“Well, that was intense,” she started to giggle, I got up to go get some tissues, damn I came so much.
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