I could feel his warm breath on the back of my neck, and I knew he was still sleeping. I just lay there, basking in the feel of his warm hard body pressed against mine. It seemed like hours as the events that lead me here ran through my head again. I wondered if what I was feeling was okay. I felt so comfortable, so safe in my brother's arms, but it was my brother. I couldn't believe what I was doing.
I thought about him, and what it must have been like for him all this time. I imagined him sneaking into my room and taking my clothes. I imagined that he was watching me while I changed, and how I was unknowingly the object of his desire for so long. I tried to think about all the times I may have unknowingly turned him on. It wasn't unusual for me to walk around the house wearing nothing more than a bra and panties. I imagined him watching me getting ready, parading around almost naked, and him pleasuring himself to my image. I imagined his hand wrapped around that massive cock of his, pumping away until his massive orgasm spilled, all the while thinking of me.
I became so aroused at the thought, and his body so close to mine, my pussy began to drip with excitement. I could feel my clit throbbing as his stiff rod pulsed gently between my ass cheeks. I lowered my hand between my legs and shuddered as my fingers brushed my clit. Finally I rolled over to face him.
My movements woke him, and as I turned to face him, his eyes slid open. I never noticed before how beautiful he was.
I smiled and kissed him softly on the cheek.
"So tell me, what was your favorite fantasy about me?"
"Wha...What do you mean?"
"I mean tell me. Tell me what you used to think of. How did you always picture it? I mean, tell me what you fantasised about."
"I don't know, different things."
"Okay, so what was your favorite?"
"C'mon Anne, I don't want to talk about this. I never really thought it would happen, and now it did, and it was better than anything I could have thought of."
"C'mon" I said, using my best pout. "Just tell me one thing. If you tell me, maybe I can make it come true."
He laughed silently and squeezed me tighter.
"I...I can't"
"Yes you can! C'mon, I want you to tell me."
"You won't be mad?"
I looked at him with a "You've got to be kidding me" look.
"Alright." He adjusted himself, and sat up a little. I rested my head on his chest and put my knee over his legs, crushing my wet pussy against his hip.
"Good now tell me. Tell me how you wanted to fuck your sister."
Something about the way that sounded coming out of my mouth sounded so wrong and dirty, but it excited me. My brother also had a momentary reaction to it, but quickly shook it off as though it sounded wrong at first, but then realised that's just what it was anyway.
"Well there was this one time...you were swimming. I heard you come in the house, and you went into your room. I remember you turned the radio on, and you were in there for a while. I thought that you went to sleep, but then I started picturing you...masturbating. I thought of you naked on your bed, just playing with yourself, and I would pretend like I didn't know and walk in on you."
As he started with his story, I started to tingle. I pressed myself harder against his leg.
"So what did I do?"
"You didn't see me at first, but when you did, you just looked at me, but you didn't stop. I watched you cum."
