I've had a very late meeting and was terribly tired. The icy weather forced all cars to move like snails and it would take me more than an hour to get home. Fortunately, my older brother was living only two blocks south of my traffic position, so I decided to spend the night at his place.
I walked carefully over the slippery street and thanked god that I had Toby's keys, since he didn't seem to be at home and didn't answer his mobile.
I suspected him to be spending the night with his girlfriend, and let myself in. Embracing the warmth, I sank down on the couch and took my shoes off, relaxing.
After about ten minutes, I got up, stored my coat and shoes, and went to the bathroom to prepare for the night. Dressing in a shirt and shorts that belonged to my brother, I figured I'd sleep in his bed, since he obviously wasn't planning on using it tonight anyway, and it was much more comfortable than the couch.
What seemed all but five minutes after I'd fallen asleep, I awoke suddenly when I felt someone moving onto the bed. It was obviously Toby, his breath smelled of booze. Since his bed was large enough, I didn't bother to leave and just shuffled a bit to the side. It seemed Toby didn't even realize that he wasn't alone in his bed, until he came in contact with me as he turned around.
"Oh shweeety," he babbled "didn't know you were here..." With this, he embraced me and pressed himself against my back, which was when I realized he was naked.
"Shought you're with the girlsh"
He obviously thought that I was Melissa, his girlfriend, because he began kissing my neck.
"Toby," I murmured half asleep, hoping he would recognize my voice, but he didn't. Since I was tired and had no interest in discussing why I was sleeping in his bed, I just sighed and tried to go back to sleep. Toby would pass out sooner or later and tomorrow I would probably be gone before he even woke up.
But somehow I underestimated my brother. Although he must be completely drunk, measured by his articulation, moves and smell, he was still quite active and stroked my side. Actually, Melissa was taller than me, but otherwise similar built. I let him, because it felt good and I was convinced that he was way beyond getting really dangerous.
It was years ago that I split up with my ex, and I had to admit that I really liked being cuddled and touched like that, although it was my brother doing it. Besides, he was exactly my type and I sometimes wished that he wasn't my brother and available.
My eyes shut, I enjoyed the touch of his hands and slowly drifted back to sleep. Seconds before I was gone, Toby's touching changed. He started to massage my breasts and rubbed his slowly growing cock on my ass. "Wantcha" he mumbled and glided under the shirt.
"No!" I managed to say, and kept passive, to not encourage him. "You're drunk and you smell like an entire pub." I only heard an offended growl as he continued.
I had to admit it felt great and I would have enjoyed it very much, but I had a bad conscience. He thought I was his girl, when in reality, I was his sister.
When I felt his now rock hard cock against my ass, I knew I lost the chance to tell him who I actually was and to be honest. I wasn't so eager to stop him anyway.
Toby pinched my nipple some and let his hand run down to my ass and inside the leg of the shorts, meeting my slip. With an annoyed growl, he slid his fingers beneath them and moaned soft at the contact with my already wet, shaved lips. Moaning, I felt him rubbing my clit and entering me with two fingers. "So wet," he mumbled and started fingering me for a few moments, before he impatiently tugged the pants down and moved me to pull my shirt off.
I was already beyond complaining and so full of lust. His touch was eager and he opened my legs. Aroused, he positioned himself between my legs and started to lick at my wetness, his fingers deep inside me.
"Turn over." His words were still slurred, but I understood and flipped over on my knees, anticipating whatever he had in mind. In this position, I could muffle my own moans with the pillow, which was necessary as he began licking my ass, three fingers now inside my pussy. He wasn't tender, but I liked his eagerness.
"D'ya wanna have my dick?" Toby asked, pushing his thumb through the pulsating ring of muscle.
"Yes, please..." I moaned, but Toby wanted more. "Tell me whatcha' want." His voice was hoarse and he fucked my holes heavy with his fingers and thumb.
