The phone’s sudden ring shattered the heavy silence in the house. I glanced at the caller ID—Mom. A knot formed in my stomach as I picked up.
“Hey, Mom,” I answered, trying to sound normal.
“Hi, Jayden,” she said, her voice tinged with stress. “Your dad and I are stuck at the office. The snowstorm’s gotten worse, and the roads are a mess. We won’t be able to make it home tonight.”
My heart sank. “You’re not coming home?” I repeated, the disappointment slipping into my voice despite my efforts.
“No, sweetie. It’s just too dangerous out there. We’ve booked a hotel for the night. Can you and your sister manage on your own?”
I looked around the dimly lit house, shadows stretching across the walls. “Yeah, we’ll be okay,” I replied, injecting as much confidence as I could muster. “Just… please stay safe.”
“We will, I promise. I love you, Jayden.”
“Love you too, Mom.” I hung up slowly, the weight of responsibility settling heavily on my shoulders.
Even with the thermostat cranked up, the house felt like a freezer. I walked over to the window and peered outside—the snow was relentless, swirling in thick flakes that blurred the world into a white abyss. Worry gnawed at me as I thought about Sophie. Was she as uneasy as I was?
I headed to the living room. The fireplace stood cold and unused; I kicked myself for not paying attention when Dad tried to teach me how to light it. The stack of firewood beside it might as well have been a puzzle with missing pieces.
Sophie was curled up on the couch, eyes glued to the flickering TV. A mountain of blankets was piled around her, only her face peeking out. She looked up as I entered, her eyes wide and questioning.
“Is Mom coming home soon?” she asked softly.
I shook my head. “Not tonight. The snow’s too bad. It’s just us.”
She pulled the blankets tighter around herself. “I’m cold,” she whispered, a slight quiver in her voice.
“I know,” I said, sitting down beside her. The cushion sank under our combined weight. “But we’ll be okay. We’ll keep each other warm.”
She was curled up tight, her hair tousled and falling over her face. Her cheeks were rosy from the warmth of the blankets, and she looked so cosy, a stark contrast to the chill seeping into my bones.
My bratty sister lay on her side on the sofa with a blanket. It was so cold. I was so bloody cold.
I walked over to the sofa, my body still shaking from the cold. I looked down at her, the glow of the TV casting soft shadows on her face. I couldn’t help but feel jealousy – she looked so cosy and warm under that blanket.
“Hey, sis,” I said softly, not wanting to startle her. “Can I lay behind you? I’m freezing my ass off over here.”
She sighed, clearly annoyed at the interruption. “Jayden?” she asked, her voice still groggy from being engrossed in her show.
“Yeah, it’s me,” I replied. “I’m just really cold; the weather is getting bad out there.”
She thought about it for a moment and reluctantly nodded. “Okay, but don’t try anything weird,” she warned, her eyes narrowing at me.
“Promise,” I said, slipping under the blanket behind her. The warmth was immediate and heavenly; her body heats a lifesaver in the icy house.
We lay there in silence, the only sounds being the wind howling outside and the murmur of the TV. Her warmth seeped into me, and I couldn’t help but feel grateful despite our usual sibling rivalry.
“Thanks,” I murmured, pressing my face into her hair, which smelled faintly of the vanilla shampoo she always used.
“Anytime,” she said softly, her voice losing its edge. “Just don’t steal my warmth, okay?”
“Deal,” I replied with a chuckle.
I shifted closer to Sophie, our bodies pressed together under the blanket. Her warmth felt incredible against my cold skin, and I couldn’t help but feel a stirring in my lower half.
I wrapped my arm around her, holding her close as we watched TV. Her body felt soft and pliant against mine, and I couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to feel her naked body pressed against mine.
As the hours passed, the warmth of our bodies created a little oasis in the cold house. Sophie had fallen asleep, her breathing soft and even, and I couldn’t help but feel affection for her.
I found myself getting harder as I thought about her, my cock strained against my jogging bottoms, pressing against her ass. Oh fuck I didn’t know what to do; I tried to get the thoughts out of my head; this just wasn’t some hot girl; it was my sister.
I shifted slightly, my cock pressing harder against her. She stirred in her sleep, her breathing becoming shallow. I froze, not wanting to wake her, but the feeling was too intense.
I slowly began to move my hips, grinding my cock against her ass. She moaned softly in her sleep, her body responding to my touch. I couldn’t believe what was happening – I was dry-humping my sister while she slept.
With my arms around her, I let one of my hands sneak into one of her boobs. I squeezed it gently. Even though she had just a t shirt on I could tell she wasnt wearing a bra. I made a bold move and put my hand up her shirt, and cupped one of her boobs. Fuck, it felt incredible as I gave it a little squeeze.
“Mmmm, what are you doing,” she mumbled, half asleep.
“Ermm… Nothing, just trying to keep warm,” I stammered, my heart pounding.
Sophie shifted again, her ass pressing harder against my aching cock. I bit back a moan as I felt a surge of pleasure. My mind raced, wondering if she was awake or still asleep.
“Hmm, you feel hard,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. “Is everything okay?”
“Just… just a little horny sorry,” I felt ashamed to admit it to her.
“That’s disgusting. I am your sister,” she sighed.
“I know, I’m sorry,” I said, removing my hand from her shirt. “I didn’t mean to do anything weird. I’ll stop.”
I tried to pull away from her, but she stopped me. “No, it’s okay. I mean, we’re both adults, right? I won’t say anything if you won’t.”
I couldn’t believe what she was suggesting. Here I was, dry-humping my sister, feeling her up, and she was okay with it. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to proceed.
“Are you sure about this, Sophie?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Yeah. We’re both stuck here in this cold house, right? And… well… I’m feeling pretty horny, too,” she admitted, her voice so soft I barely heard it.
I was stunned. My innocent little sister Sophie was feeling horny too? I would have never thought that.
So I took that as a sign to slip her panties down just past her ass as I took out my cock. I was about to take her from behind as we both lay on our sides on the couch.
“Here goes nothing,” I muttered, gripping my aching cock and guiding it towards her warm, inviting pussy. The tip of my cock met her slick folds, and I couldn’t help but groan at the sensation. She was so wet, her pussy glistening in the dim light from the TV.
I slowly pushed myself into her, feeling her pussy stretch to accommodate me. She gasped at the intrusion, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she pushed back against me, taking me deeper inside of her.
With each thrust, I could feel her pussy hugging my cock, clenching around me like a vice. She moaned softly, her body writhing under my touch. I could feel her hot breath against my arm, her body shaking with pleasure.
“Oh God, yes,” she whimpered, her voice barely audible.
I wrapped my hand around her hip, pulling her closer to me as I thrust harder into her. She cried out, the sound barely above a whisper. “Oh God, Jayden,” she moaned as I pounded into her from behind.
My cock was sliding in and out of her with ease now, each stroke sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. Her pussy felt so fucking tight around me; it was like being wrapped in warm velvet.
“You like that, don’t you? You like having your dirty little cunt filled by your brother’s hard cock?” I growled into her ear as we continued to fuck on the couch; she looked so hot as her tits bounced.
“Yes, Jayden, Mmmm ahhh… yes.. yes… I love it,” she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper. “Fuck me harder, please.”
My cock throbbed inside her, and I felt a wave of lust wash over me. This was my sister, the one person I had sworn never to touch or feel in that way; but here we were – engaged in the most primal act of all: screwing each other like there was no tomorrow.
“Ohhhhhh, Jayden…” she gasped as my cock plunged into her over and over again.
“Oh fuck, cant believe my cocks inside you,” I said as I kept pumping in and out that wet snatch of hers.
“Oh God,” I muttered as I felt my orgasm building inside me. “I’m going to cum inside you.”
“No, not yet, please, I… ah fuck, your cock feels good, f-fuck me in a different position first,” she demanded as she growled in pleasure as she was repeatedly taking my dick.
I pulled out of her, my cock glistening with her juices. She turned around to face me, her eyes filled with lust and desire.
“What do you want?” I asked, my voice hoarse from the pleasure coursing through me.
“I want you to fuck me with my legs over your shoulders,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. “But this time… I want you to go slow.”
I nodded, grabbing her legs and pulling them up over my shoulders. Her pussy was now right in front of me, glistening wet and ready for more.
I slowly eased my cock back inside her, feeling the head stretch her tight little opening once again. She whimpered softly as I thrust into her, her body shaking with pleasure beneath me.
This time, I took things slowly – sliding in and out of her at a leisurely pace that drove both of us wild with desire. Her moans filled the room as she clung to me tightly; our naked bodies pressed together in this intimate act between siblings that would have been unthinkable just hours ago.
“Oh, Jayden,” she gasped as I continued to push myself deeper inside of her, stretching out those last few inches until my balls were slapping against her ass with every stroke. “You feel so fucking good inside me. Oh fuck, your cock is so good, ah fuck.”
I lifted her ass a little so I could dick her at a certain angle, holding her ass cheeks as my cock slid in and out.
I could feel her pussy clenching around me, pulsing with pleasure as I thrust into her. Her tits bounced with each stroke, and I couldn’t resist leaning down to take one of those hard nipples into my mouth.
She cried out in pleasure as I sucked on her nipple, rolling it between my teeth before flicking it with my tongue. She was writhing beneath me now, lost in the sensation of having her brother’s cock sliding in and out of her wet cunt while he sucked on her tits like a starving man.
“Oh God, Jayden,” she moaned softly as she bucked against me wildly. “Don’t stop… please don’t stop.”
I had no intention of stopping – not when my sister was begging me for more like this, not when she was so fucking wet and tight around my cock that it felt like heaven. Not when every stroke brought us closer together until we were practically fused at the hip by our naked skin pressed together so intimately that there was no denying what we were doing here tonight.
I thrust into her harder, my cock sliding in and out of her wet cunt with a slick, satisfying sound that made me even harder. She screamed out in pleasure as I rammed my cock into her again and again, feeling the warmth of her pussy surrounding me like a velvet glove.
“Oh, Jayden,” she gasped again as she felt yet another wave of pleasure roll over her body like the tide washing up against the shore on a hot summer’s day. “Keep going… keep fucking me with your big hard cock… oh God, yes!” She screamed out loud now without any care for who might hear us; we were beyond caring about anything or anyone else.
“Oh, Sophie, I’m gonna cum,” I groaned, my voice strained with pleasure.
“Not side me… fuck,” she moaned.
As I got to the point of no return, I quickly pulled out of her pussy and started wanking hard over her.
I groaned as I felt my orgasm approach, my cock throbbing in my hand. Sophie watched me, her eyes filled with lust and fascination.
“Cum for me, Jayden,” she urged, her voice barely above a whisper. “Cum all over my stomach.”
With a final thrust, I came hard, my cum shooting out of my cock in thick, white ropes that landed all over Sophie’s stomach and breasts. She gasped as she felt the hot semen hit her skin, her body trembling with pleasure.
“Hey, I hope you’re going to fucking clean me,” she said, lying there covered in cum.
I looked at my sister, her stomach and chest covered in my cum. I felt a mix of guilt and satisfaction wash over me.
“Yeah, sorry about that,” I said, grabbing a nearby towel. I gently wiped the cum off her stomach and chest, my movements slow and deliberate.
Sophie watched me silently, her eyes never leaving mine. I could see the lust and desire in her gaze, and it made me feel even guiltier for what we had just done.
“It’s okay,” she said softly, taking the towel from me. “I liked it, actually. Wow, I can’t believe you fucked me, and it felt so good.”
