Diary Of A Horny Brother

Sun, Sept 03

Well, tonight it happened. An event that surpassed my wildest dreams and fantasies. My sister, Rebecca, was slightly tipsy and we were talking on the back porch about how she couldn't find a guy who wouldn't fuck her, figuratively, over.

I sat across from her, a glass top table between us. And looked at her, her shoulder length brown hair, slightly mussed from the dilapidated recliner that she was lounging in, her beautiful brown eyes wet with tears and depression.

"And your," she waved a hand in the direction of the house, "whatever she is, I hate her. She doesn't deserve you."

"Sweetheart," I said softly, "considering all my faults, perhaps she is exactly what I deserve." I could tell from her stunned expression that she couldn't believe what I was saying. I quietly pointed out my issues, "I'm fat," okay maybe that one was an exaggeration, as you know, I'm only a couple pounds over-weight, "a mouthful of bad teeth," not an exaggeration, bad genes and lack of oral hygene shattered most of the teeth in my mouth, "and I'm old."

Rebecca slammed her hand down on the glass top table, "No!" She said, "you stop it right now."

"Look at me through the eyes of a woman and not my sister," I said, confident that she would ultimately agree with me.

"Fine, looking at you as a woman and not as your sister," she took a deep breath, "you're a wonderful, loving man, you go out of your way to keep the peace with the people around you, and," she took another deep breath, "and you're easy on the eyes."

I leaned forward and placed my hand on the table top halfway between us. She leaned forward and took my hand. "Hell, back when I was younger, and hotter, I always thought you had a thing for me."

"Yeah, I did," I smiled, the kind of tight lipped smile that I use nowadays, "and I still do." Her mouth dropped. "Every time I even hinted at the fact that we could get together, you stopped me cold. Hell, the only thing that stopped us is you," I pointed at her with my free hand, "you couldn't get your head around the fact that I could love you as a man and as your brother. If I thought I had half a chance, I'd be over there right now to prove it."

Her hand gripped my wrist in an iron like grip and pulled. I moved around the table and bent over her as our lips met in a very un-family way. Our tongues slid together as if they belonged together, I slid into her arms and wrapped my arms around her waist. I moved from her delectable lips down to her graceful neck, as I nibbled, sucked and licked, she moaned. "Oh, Mike," I felt a surge of added blood in my cock at hearing this.

I pulled her up to her feet and continued to make out with her. She ran her fingers through my own shaggy brown hair as she pulled me tighter against her neck. I slid my hands down her back to grip her perfect ass through her nightie shorts.

"Oh, brother," she moaned. "I can't wait," she pulled her nightie shirt off to show me her beautiful tits. "I need you, now."

I moved from her neck to her right breast. I could hear her heart beating rapidly as her breath caught in her throat as I captured her nipple in my mouth. I moved to her left breast and sucked on that one as well. I dropped to my knees and slid her shorts down as I did to see that she wasn't wearing any panties,

The smell of her arousal was intoxicating. I pushed her legs apart as I covered her pussy with my mouth. My tongue found her clit quickly and I began licking and flicking it as a couple of fingers from my right hand found the source of her moisture and slid into her.

"Please," she said, almost begging, "let me lay down."

With great reluctance, I sat back on my heels and watched as she found a clear space on the deck and lay down. Then, my beautiful sexy sister spread her legs to show me her pussy.

I dove back into her pussy, rubbing my nose on her clit as I shoved my tongue up into her. She gripped my hair and, effectively, steered my tongue to where it would do the most good. As I slid my tongue out, I slid my fingers back into her and my mouth went back up to her clit. I sucked on it, flicked it with my tongue, and squeezed it with my lips.

It wasn't long before I found her g-spot and had her screaming in orgasm. As her body convulsed in the pleasure that I had given her, she pulled me up her body and kissed me in a very un-sisterly way, ignoring, or maybe reveling in, her own pussy juices smeared on my chin, cheeks and lips.

She began pulling at my shirt, which I helped her to get off of me. She then slid my sweatpants down just far enough to expose my eight inch boner to the night air. She pulled me closer and wrapped her lips around my cock and began taking it down her throat. She massaged my balls, sucked on the head, and stroked the shaft, all simultaneously. I damn hear lost it then and there. With willpower that I never knew I possessed, I pulled out of her mouth.

She started to protest when she saw that I was moving to lie down on top of her. Again, she spread her legs and allowed my cock to enter her. As I settled into her, she wrapped her legs around my waist.

"Now, brother of mine," she said, almost with a feral growl, "fuck me like you mean it."

Never one to refuse a request from a beautiful woman, I slid my cock out of her and slammed it back in.

"Yes," she cried, "just like that." I repeated the process, "HARDER, DAMN IT! FASTER!"

Following her commands, I sped up my movement, relishing the feel of her, up until now, forbidden pussy as it clenched at my cock and tried to pull me even deeper. I sat up, grabbed her ankles from behind me and held them up into the air as I continued to pound into her. For a while the only sound was the sound of skin smacking skin and our moans of pleasure.

"I'm gonna cum, sister," I said.

"Do it, brother," she said, placing her hands on my waist. "Dump it into me, I wanna feel you fill me up."

With a groan of pleasure, I felt my balls tighten and my cock shaft expand. I felt an orgasm like I had never felt before explode through every fiber of my being. An orgasm so powerful that, for the briefest of moments that expanded into eternity, I blacked out. I knew my eyes were open, but they saw nothing and everything.

When my orgasm passed, I fell to the deck beside my sister and took deep gulping breaths, making every attempt to get my heart rate back under control. Then, it hit me. The full impact of what I had just done.

I levered myself up on my elbows, looked over at my sister, who was fighting her own battle with an accelerated heart.

"My God," I said, "you're beautiful." I stood on legs that were more relation to limp spaghetti noodles than they were to human flesh, got dressed gathered Rebecca's clothes and put them on her. As I helped her up I looked into her eyes. What I saw there was a jumble of emotions, and that scared me.

"I need to go to bed," Rebecca said. She stood and staggered through the sliding glass door that led into the house and disappeared.

After a few minutes, I followed. I sat at my desk, fired up my trusty laptop, and began writing.