The library has always been the best place to hang around in school. Today I went straight to the library after class as usual. Something special happened which made this day the most unforgettable one in my life.
As I started to read my favourite book, I suddenly felt a familiar touch on my skin. Someone wrapped his arms tightly around my small waist, and squeezed down to my round ass with his mighty hands. I was overwhelmed with sensation. "Who's this?" Before I could turn my head, he bit my neck gently. I dropped my book and let out a moan. "Quiet, Selina. This is the library." The voice whispered in my left ear. It is the only voice out of the whole world that could make me melt. "Eric... What are you doing? You are my brother..."
He leaned closer and greedily sniffed my light brown hair. "It smells like cherry blossom. So you used the shampoo I bought?" Oh my God. I was speechless. This morning I found this brand new shampoo in the bathroom. I used it without hesitation because I thought it was mom's and I always use her stuff anyways. But now I get it: everything was planned.
"Water dripping down my dear sister's boobs..." Eric said as he ran his hands across my boobs. Apparently, he was imagining me washing myself in the shower.
He probably heard me shouting as I masturbated in the shower. Whenever I put my fingers inside my cunt, I would yell, "Fuck, Eric! Fuck me hard!" He repeated the same words as he caressed me passionately. His touch was irresistible.
I fully understood that it was inappropriate between me and my brother. But deep down in my heart, I didn't want his hands off me. He squeezed my nipples. I let out an almost inaudible groan, remembering that it's the library.
"...And water streamed down to..." he continued in his sexy voice. He unzipped my navy blue jeans and explored the most secret part of my body. I turned to face him.
"No! Eric, please. We are not supposed to do this. We are brother and sister."
He ignored me and slammed me against the book shelf with so much force that I almost collapsed. "Don't you dare stop me now!" he yelled in anger as he squeezed my body as hard as he could. He was turned on so much. I could see his dick erecting and expanding into a gigantic monster underneath his pants. He started to masturbate his cock.
"You frighten me! I have never seen you like this before. And you never talked to me like this!" I complained. He relaxed his grip on me as he saw tears in my eyes. He wiped the tears on my cheeks gently with his smooth hands.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, Selina. But I love you so much. I can't control my passion."
"I don't want this to happen between us."
"Then convince me you don't love me."
"I don't love you at all! I hate you and I don't want to see you anymore." I tried to be the best liar on the earth. But my soul has always been falling for the face in front of me, his green eyes and thin lips and most of all, the way he makes me feel inside. But I have managed to hide this feeling and avoided all kinds of physical contact with the person I love. Because my love for my brother will be condemned by the whole world.
"If you don't love me, why do you read this book every day?" Eric picked up the book and read the title: "The Lucky One."
We saw the movie The Lucky One in the theatre the day he got his first paycheque from work. I have to admit that it was the best date ever. But I have always controlled my feelings and never let myself cross the line. My love for my brother is so deep and unconditional, yet it is forbidden.
My brother, who can always read my mind, understands that my feeling is the same as his. Today he plucked up his courage to declare his love for me. And our love is mutual.
"Selina, please. Can you accept me?"
I finally gave in and nodded my head in consent.
"You are the loveliest sister on earth and you mean the world to me."
His tongue invaded my mouth and swam swiftly like a small goldfish, dancing in circular motions around my tongue. I greedily swallowed every drop of his saliva. His lips embraced my lips. This meant more than the usual kiss he gave me as a brother. This was a lovers' kiss. Our lips and tongues locked and became inseparable. I couldn't breathe as his tongue hit my throat. I inhaled through my nose.
He resumed his job inside my jeans. This time I generously let him get into my pants.
