Michelle's Awaening

The next chapter is here. Finally some action! Let me know your thoughts in the comments. Anything is welcome. Still working through the old chapters. More to come!

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"Michelle!" I heard yelled from downstairs.

I groggily woke up and opened my door

"What!?" I yelled downstairs.

"Your father and I are going out for a hike. We'll be back in a couple of hours" my mom said more softly now.

"OK... have fun" I said, still not fully awake.

I checked the time and realized that Steve would be home soon and my mind started racing. I could feel myself start to get excited immediately. The thought that my brother was making me feel like this was still a strange feeling. I remembered he wanted to go for a swim, so I started to look through my bikini's. At first I wanted to throw on one of the new ones that Steve bought me, but the thought of being dressed like that in public scared me. What if someone saw me? I decided to wear an older one, it was blue, and a little small. It wasn't anything like my new ones. I got changed and put on my robe as I walked through the empty house and out back to the pool. I pulled a lounge chair close to the water, took off the robe and laid down. Trying to keep my mind off of Steve, I opened a book and started to read.

After reading for while I heard something behind me and turned to see the sliding doors opening and Steve walking through.

"Well what do we have here?" Steve said from behind me.

I turned in my chair and smiled at him. I could feel my heart start to beat faster.

"I've been waiting for you to get home!" I said. It shocked me how excited I was.

Steve smiled at me.

"Why don't you get up and show me what you're wearing?" he smirked.

I dropped my book on the ground and got up. I tried to be as sexy as I could, spinning around and running my hands down my hips.

"Why aren't you wearing one of the ones I got you?"

"Because we have neighbours!"

Part of me knew we were playing a little bit of a game. Me coming out in an old bikini, saying I didn't want to be seen. I could feel myself, my body, wanting more of this and I knew that the delay was part of the whole experience.

"The neighbours won't see anything! On the one side they're on vacation, and the other side they are old. Plus Mom and Dad aren't even home."

"So you'd like to see me in one of the other ones?" I said coyly, smiling back at him.

"Yes!" Steve replied smiling, and more excited. I looked down and noticed he was getting hard.

"Well OK... just because it's you..." What am I saying?!

I slowly walked past him and our eyes locked on to each others. I felt his hand grab my ass and I moaned softly to myself. My pussy was on fire and I couldn't wait to get back.

"Hurry back!"

I walked through the door and ran upstairs. I was so excited. I wanted this so badly now. All of a sudden, in just a few days, I feel like I've completely changed. My hand reached down and touched my pussy. My eyes closed as I thought about what might happen.

I got to my room and looked at the three bikini's Steve bought me, deciding on the white Wicked Weasel. It wasn't the most revealing, but not the most conservative either. I put the top on and it barely covered my chest. My nipples were hard. I felt so slutty. The bottoms slid on and the thong slipped into my ass. The front of them barely covered my pussy. If I hadn't have shaved there would have been hair everywhere. I looked at myself in the mirror. I felt so hot, so slutty, so sexy. My mind was racing. I didn't want this feeling to stop.

I threw on my bathrobe just in case my parents came home and walked downstairs and outside. Steve was already in the pool. He turned around and looked me up and down.

"Well... are you going to show me what's underneath that robe?"

I dropped the robe. My pussy was dripping. Here I was outside in this extremely small bikini, standing in front of my brother. I could feel the sun beating down on my skin.

"Holy shit!" Steve yelled. "You look amazing!" He started to swim closer to the stairs in the pool.

I smiled, I loved everything about this.

"Come closer, I want to take a closer look"

I walked to the edge of the pool and Steve looked up at me. My hands moved on to my sides and started to run up and down my body. I couldn't control myself. They slid upwards and over my breasts, I rubbed them. They moved down and towards my pussy and I rubbed my clit through the fabric. I turned around to show him how my ass. My hands reached around and caressed. Steve reached up and grabbed my ass, one hand on each cheek. He slipped one between my cheeks and continued forward to cup my pussy.

"Mmmmm" I let out a soft moan, my eyes closed as I started to bend over further allowing Steve, my brother, easier access.

"You like that don't you" Steve asked.

"Yes..." is all I could say.

"Why don't you get in the pool with me?"

I stood up and walked over to the steps and slowly lowered myself into the water. It wasn't too cold, but not hot either. I could feel the water rise up my legs, over my pussy, my stomach and then my breasts. I slowly walked over to my brother. He put his hands on my hips. It felt amazing.

"Steve... we shouldn't be doing this..." I said softly, knowing it was already too late to stop myself.

"Do you not like the way it feels?" He replied honestly.

"No, I love the way it feels... but it's so wrong" My eyes lowered.

"It can't be wrong if it feels this good. Just let the guilt go and lets see what happens... We can have a lot of fun" He pulled me closer and spoke softly as his mouth got closer and closer.

My mind took in what he said and tried to process it. I couldn't handle the words and the meaning, it was too much.

"OK" I said hesitantly as our bodies touched.

"You're so sexy Michelle, you look so amazing. This bikini couldn't look better on anyone else." Steve said looking into my eyes. "When I saw you in Florida, and then at the mall, in those gym shorts, I knew you were the sexiest girl I'd ever seen. And seeing the way you're starting to act, I know you are starting to feel sexy too"

I smiled up at him. Happiness flowing over me. The compliments feeling amazing.

"And the fact that you put this suit on and came out here shows me that you're really a little slutty, and that you want to feel slutty. Am I right?"

I nodded my head "I love the way it feels". I couldn't help myself.

"That's what I thought. I want to help you feel good, and I want to feel good too... we can feel good together... What do you think?"

"Yes..." I hesitated, thinking through how wrong this was, but how good it was all feeling. "I want all of it... but... we have to go slow... "

"Of course sis"

He pulled me even closer and I moved in. Our lips met and we started kissing. It was amazing. My lips spread and our tongues met. I moved closer. His hands moved down my back and on to my ass. He pulled me tighter. I could feel his hard cock against my stomach. I was in heaven. My hands started to reach out for him, landing on his shoulders, feeling his strong arms, moving down and rubbed up and down his hard abs, and finally reaching further feeling his cock through his swim trunks. He broke our kiss and smiled at me. His hand moved around and landed on my pussy.

"MMMMM!" I let out a loud moan.

"Do you like this?" He asked smiling, our faces almost touching.

"Oh god yes... I love it... keep rubbing my pussy"

Steve looked shocked. I don't think he could believe I just said that. To be honest, I couldn't believe it either.

His hand kept rubbing my pussy on top of my bikini. I was being taken over by lust. My hands moved and undid the tie strings on his suit, I pushed it down and his cock was free. My hands started stroking, up and down, slowly. His hand found its way into my bikini bottoms and his finger was sliding along my slit. The fire in my body was overpowering. I felt myself push my pussy against this finger, trying to get him to press back harder. His fingers kept moving up and down until I finally felt it, he slid one inside my pussy.

"Oh god... yes!" I almost screamed, my head falling backwards.

"Michelle! Quite!" Steve said a little worried, his head turning side to side looking at the neighbours fences.

"Fuck" I said, a little quieter, but not much. "Keep going. Keep fingering my pussy"

Steve's mouth was open in shock.

"Ya, you like when your sister strokes your cock don't you?"

I was so turned on, so horny. My mind looked back at the porn I had watched. How the girls acted, how turned on they were, how horny they were, and how they just let themselves go, how they did what they wanted, what they felt. The thoughts ran through me and everything I felt started to flow out of me.

"Ya... keeping going big brother...keep finger fucking your sister"

"Jesus Christ sis! What has gotten into you?" Steve was in shock, I could see him sweating.

"I'm so horny Steve... I can't help it..."

Steve kept fucking me harder and harder as I kept egging him on. My eyes started to roll back as I could feel an orgasm growing through my body. As I cummed hard on his hand I realized how hot I was feeling, and how more than anything I wanted more.

I kept stroking his cock. Looking him in the eye. I wanted him to cum too.

"Come on big brother... cum for your sister..."

That was it. I think saying "sister" was too much for him. I felt him shake as he cummed in my hands.

His breathing was heavy. "God Michelle... that was the best... What has gotten into you?"

Our eyes met, I smiled, smirked and shrugged. I could feel the monster inside of me waking up.

As we stood there we heard it, our eyes grew and panic swept over us. Our parents car was coming up the driveway.

Steve quickly pulled up his trunks. I rushed out of the water and grabbed my robe and threw it on. We were both panicking. What if they saw? What if they knew?

We calmed down a minute later as we realized there was no way they could. We were done by the time they came home, and they are still in the front. Steve and I looked at each other and laughed. Then the sliding door opened.

"Hi kids. Did you have a nice swim?"

"Ya... we did mom" I said with a smile. I walked past her and started upstairs to go and have a shower.

"What's up with her?" my mom asked Steve.

"Noooo idea" He said in reply, with a smirk.

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My heart was still beating fast from the last 30mins, my time with Steve, my parents coming home. Luckily my shower helped a little in calming me down. I wrapped myself in my robe, and headed to my room. I laid down on my bed and grabbed my laptop. When I opened it, up popped one of my last search results, "brother sister sex". "I should really clear my browser history" I chuckled to myself.

Just seeing that search turned me on again. I instinctively opened my legs letting the cool air rush under my robe and against my pussy. I remember how I felt walking outside in my super small bikini, how great it was, how slutty I felt. I search "small bikini's", "Micro bikini", "Wicked Weasel" and then on to other things like "Public micro bikini", "see thru bikini public", "nude in public", "exhibitionism", "public slut". Everything turned me on more and more. The pictures, the stories, the videos. My mind was racing. I don't even remember when, but at some point during this whole time I had brought my hand down to my pussy. I was soaking wet.

The whole time I was searching and seeing what others did I kept thinking about me doing them, and how good it would feel. I was becoming a slut, I didn't know why, but I loved the feeling. Being in control, the butterflies, pushing the boundaries. I think a big part of it was the rush. Doing what I'm not supposed to, maybe getting caught. It just made me feel so good, so hot, so slutty, so horny... I LOVED it. I knew at that point that I wouldn't be the same going forward.

Knock knock "honey, are you in there?" My mom said softly.

I quickly closed my robe and threw my laptop on the ground.

"Uh... ya? What is it?"

My mom opened the door slowly and walked in. "Oh, there you are. OK, I just wanted to let you know that we're going to watch a movie downstairs if you want to join. Your brothers already down there."

I wasn't going to go... but then I heard Steve was there so I changed my mind immediately.

"OK, sure. I'll be down in a few minutes, I just need to get changed" I said now a little excited.

My mom closed the door and I got up. "What to wear, what to wear" I said to myself. I wanted to wear something that was a little revealing for myself, and Steve, but my parents were downstairs so I couldn't go too far. It had to be our little secret. I decided on a pair of grey cotton boy shorts I've had a for a few years. They fit my ass perfectly. I threw on a night shirt that was probably 5 years old that I haven't worn in ages. When I used to wear it, it went down well past my knees, now I tried it on and it was half way up my thighs. I looked at myself in the mirror... I looked good. I didn't put any kind of a bra on... this was sleep wear, right?

I headed downstairs and was happy to see Steve sitting on the larger couch by himself while my parents sat together on the love seat. Steve was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt. My mind started to think about our time in the pool again. How hot it was, how hot I was, his cock, his rock hard cock...

"Hey sis!" he said as I walked downstairs and patted on the couch beside him.

"What are we watching?" I asked as I went to sit beside Steve making sure to keep my distance.I couldn't really care less about the movie, I just wanted to snuggle with Steve.

"I think we're going to watch Bridge of Spies" my mom, said.

"OK!" I replied with a little smile.

The movie started and we all were just sitting there. I started to get cold since the A/C was blasting. I could feel my nipples poking through the thin fabric of my night shirt. I reached over Steve to grab a blanket, I could feel my shirt ride up my back exposing my boy shorts as I was laying across Steve's lap. Instead of trying to pull the shirt back down, I lingered in that position so that Steve could see. This was a new Michelle. I never would have done that a couple of weeks ago, and now here I was wanting Steve, my brother, to look at my ass. I looked up at Steve and he had definitely noticed. His head was down staring at it and his hand moved and cupped it. I felt his fingers move over the fabric, slowly, gently, I felt one slide under the elastic as the bottom of my cheek, all while keeping one eye on my parents making sure we were not going to get caught. I smiled.

I shifted back to my seat and threw the blanket over my lap. My parents were completely oblivious to what was going on as they were engrossed with the movie. Steve grabbed part of the blanket and threw it over his lap too. I moved closer to him so we were side by side, our shoulders touching. We watched the movie for a few minutes until I felt his hand on my knee. It was obvious at that point that there wouldn't be too much movie watching going on anymore. I let out a soft moan so he knew I approved. His hand slowly moved up my thigh. I knew where his hand was going, and I loved it. My pussy was getting wet in anticipation. His hand kept moving up slowly, careful that my parents didn't notice, he pushed the hem up on my shirt and kept moving up. Inch by inch he moved his hand. I felt his finger finally brushed against my mound and my head fell back, I instinctively pushed my pussy forward trying to feel more pressure. He started to slowly, and quietly rub me through my panties. I was completely soaked, I didn't care, I just needed more. I felt like a slut. Doing this with my brother, in our house, so close to my parents, so close to getting caught. There was nothing I wanted more.

My hand reached under the blanket and went straight for Steve's crotch. I grabbed his cock. It was rock hard. I started thinking that he liked the risk of getting caught too. I started to stroke him through his sweatpants. We looked at each other, I licked my lips. I wanted my brothers cock in my pussy so badly. I slipped my hand into his sweatpants and started jerking him off, being as careful as I could to not get caught, but the rush was getting too much. He kept rubbing my pussy harder and harder. I was getting so close to cumming right there on the couch, but I knew we would get caught for sure, I had to do something. How do I stop this?!

I got up off the couch and pulled my shirt down, covering my wet panties.

"Anyone want a drink?" I asked, trying to regain my composure, looking at my parents.

"Sure, I'll take a coffee" mom said. "I'll have one too" my dad joined in. "Do you want us to pause it?"

"Nope, it's fine, I'll be back in a few mins" I said.

I walked to the kitchen to get started on the drinks, my face flushed, my body shaking. I tried to steady myself.

I turned the coffee machine on, grabbed a glass of water for myself and went to look in the fridge.

Steve walked up behind me and grabbed me by the waist. He turned me around and lifted me up onto the counter. I felt him step up close to me between my legs so his cock was right against my wet panties. He leaned in and gave me a deep kiss, pushed his tongue into my mouth. I kissed him back as deep as I could. We wanted each other. He leaned back.

"You're so fucking sexy" he said softly, still making sure my parents couldn't hear.

"You like playing with your slutty sister, don't you?" I said back, I was becoming less and less shocked by what I said.

"God yes" He leaned back in for a deep kiss.

As we kissed I moved my hand down to my pussy. I pulled my boy shorts to the side and slid a finger in... and then a second. It was a little tight, but I loved the feeling I realized. I started to finger fuck myself while I kissed my brother. I moaned in our kiss and Steve noticed. He pulled away and looked down.

"What a slut" He said a little louder now.

The coffee was still brewing, we still had a couple of minutes.

While I continued to finger my pussy faster and faster Steve pulled up my shirt exposing my tits. He leaned in and started sucking my nipples. My head fell back again, my breathing increased, I was in heaven. I leaned up to his ear and whispered...

"I want you to make me cum, right here, right now"

Steve didn't need to be told twice. He started kissing me lower, down my chest and stomach. On top of my panties, and then he got to my pussy. I pulled my fingers out and sucked them clean. His tongue started on my pussy, going crazy on my clit. My one old boyfriend went down on me once, but it was nothing like this. I started rocking back and forth on the counter and moaning.

"Oh god.. It's so good...keep going.. Don't stop... lick your sisters pussy... make your slutty sister cum..." I said way too loudly... if it wasn't for a loud scene in the movie my parents would have heard.

I kept rocking back and forth, back and forth, trying to get more of Steve's tongue into my pussy. I needed more, I wanted more. I didn't care who knew anymore. I was a slut for my brother and I loved it.

"I love my sisters cunt" Steve said looking up at me and sticking a finger into my dripping pussy. That was what took me over the edge. The combination of the finger and him saying cunt. It was so hot. It was so dirty. I loved it. Cunt.

I came hard, all over his face, he licked up as much as he could. Our mouths met again and we kissed deeply. I could taste myself, it was amazing. The coffee machine "dinged" and it was time to take the drinks back. I took a minute to catch my breath. I got up off the counter, pulling my panties back into place and my shirt down, I reached out and grabbed Steve's cock through his sweatpants.