I caught my bottom lip between my teeth, but said nothing as I ran from the bathroom, I ran back to my bedroom, flinging myself on my bed, my head buried in my pillow, I closed my eyes and sobbed so much I didn't think I'd stop. I barely felt my bed dip as John sat down next to me. "Seems I'm saying sorry to you alot Billie" John half spoke and laughed, but I could hear the stress in his words. "I didn't mean to take my anger out on you, I'm sorry Billie, look at me please"
His words were all I needed to hear, I turned over onto my side, looking up into his eyes, that old familiar pang of want sprang up between my thighs. John reached out towards me slowly with his hand, a frown ran over my face as I took in his features, oh he was still the most handsome guy I'd ever known, but his face was marked and swollen. I dared to reach for him again, tracing a single finger along his jawline, he smiled a little. I spoke, soft and gentle "Tell me what happened John"
John took two deep breaths before he spoke, his voice was strong and unwavering, "I took care of a little problem", he started. "A problem?" I enquired. "Yeah, two problems actually" John turned to face me, but this time, his eyes were downcast, "Stan and Eric, those assholes were talking in the locker room, thought I couldn't hear what they were saying, plotting and scheming to get you alone again, saying what they'd do to you when they did" he took a breath before continuing "When I confronted them on it, they said the most horrible things, started saying the only reason I didn't want them touching you is because I want you for myself" John stopped talking and looked over towards me. All I could do was gasp. John closed his eyes, and sighed "What got me so mad Billie, is the fact that they're right". I sat there stunned, had I heard my big brother right, had he said he wanted me.
Quickly John got off my bed and started for the door. Oh god, I have to stop him, I thought to myself. "John" was the only word I could say. John stopped in his tracks and turned around to face me. His face was so sad, his eyes didn't sparkle like they used to. "I'm sorry Billie, I'm so very sorry" John whispered. His words broke my heart, and i couldn't take it anymore, I closed the distance between us in a flash. Cupping John's face in both my hands, I didn't talk, just pressed my lips to his. John didn't fight, infact he opened his mouth, I did the same. A small soft moan of pleasure escaped me as his tongue touched mine for the first time.
John broke the kiss, his hands gripping my arms, he stepped back from me. "Jesus Billie, you're my sister". I smiled for the first time in two weeks as I spoke, "John, you have to know I want you, I know I'm your sister, but I want to be your lover more than anything." His grasp softened, and he pulled me close once more. My legs gave way as his tongue invaded my mouth for the second time, oh how I wanted him, I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close. His throbbing, hard shaft between my legs told me all I needed to know. We kissed so long and deep, I almost came right there, my clit throbbed, longed to feel his touch. John scooped me up into his arms and carried me to the bed, ever so gently and without losing contact, John laid me back onto my bed.
A soft whimper of frustration passed my lips as he broke away from me. I opened my eyes to look at him, he smiled down at me as he knelt between my legs. "Oh god Billie" John whispered so softly I wasn't sure if he'd said it or not, "I want you so badly, I need to taste you, tell me to stop Billie and I will" I opened my mouth to speak, but all I could do was moan. John smiled at me, what a sweet smile he had. I closed my eyes as John moved down between my legs, with expert hands he removed my pants. The sound of his own moan rang in my ears, I always kept my pussy well trimmed and neat and I could tell he approved.
John positioned himself so he was kneeling on the floor, he grabbed ahold of my hips and pulled me down the bed, slowly he pushed my legs open. Acry of pure pleasure slipped past my lips as John's tongue flicked over my clit, I arched my back, pushing the entrance of my pussy down harder against his mouth. John didn't move much, he simply grabbed my clit between his teeth and sucked it deep inside his mouth, as he held it gently between his teeth, he rolled the tip of his tongue around my pulsing clit. Instinctively I grabbed for the back of John's head, as John contined to suck my clit, I bucked my hips up against his mouth, riding his tongue.
When John slipped two of his fingers inside me I cried out, the walls of my pussy instantly contracting around his digits, drawing them deeper inside me. All I could hear was the sound my slick pussy made as John pumped his fingers in and out of me, I was so close to the edge. I opened my mouth to speak, to put a voice to the feelings inside me, but only managed to stammer out "Fuck me John, make me cum on your tongue" John growled and a shiver shot through me, it was so primal. I felt like I'd burst if I didn't get realease soon, and suddenly, somewhere deep inside me, the convulsions started. I'd had orgasms before, but self satisfaction, was nothing compared to the intense spasms that made my pussy quiver as my brother sucked on my clit. John slowed the movements of his fingers down, I clung to him, not wanting the sensation to stop. I was breathing hard and heavy, trying to get my head around what had just happened.
