He started stroking his cock right in front of me. I turned in my chair, but continued to absent-mindedly brush my fuzz. My eyes were focused on his thick cock and the reddish-pink top dog as his hand stroked back and forth.

'' You do n't have my panties, '' I observed. `` Is it going to work ? ``

'' I do n't postulate them if you 're going to be watching me, '' he said with a slight grin.

That stunned me. I thought that it was the panties that turned him on. I had a lot to see about men and their desires.

'' You mean ... '' I began, `` you mean you 're turned on by ... ME ? ``

'' well, yeah ! '' He said proudly. `` Sis, you 're so beautiful. I 've been thinking about this good afternoon all evening. ``

I had stopped brushing my hair and was just frozen in place. This was getting too weird.

'' Mark, you ca n't be getting turned on by me, '' I told him. `` First, I 'm your sister and you should n't even be thinking of me that way. moment, I 'm not even sexy at all so that should n't be doing it. ``

'' Then explain why I 'm like this, '' he said as he moved a few feet closer to me. His prick seemed to grow orotund as he moved closer to me. A drop of pre-cum oozed out and began to drop onto my floor.

'' Watch out ! '' I whispered urgently. `` You 're about to drop onto the rug ! ``

He just grinned and kept on stroking away. I watched the droplet as it grew and began to break away from the tip of his cock. If he was n't going to do something, I was going to have to do it.

I reached over quickly, putting my hand underneath his tool. I could sense the heat coming from him as he gave his shaft a really hard squeeze. The bead fell into the medal of my mitt. I pulled my hand away from him as if I 'd put it on a hot stove.

'' Yeah, that 's it, '' he moaned. `` Let me cum in your hand ! ``

I stared at the unmarried drop-off in my hand. It had landed in the substance of my palm tree and I found myself moving my other hand toward it. I was in a daze as I touched the tip of my index digit to it. I moved it around. It was slick. I understood now how that would aid us have sex. His shaft was so Brobdingnagian and deep that I would take to coat his whole rotating shaft with this for it to fit inside of me. My mind wandered to a pictorial matter of me lying on my back on the bed while he moved above me, his tool about to slide inside my pussy.

'' Let me cum in your hand ! '' He said urgently. That woke me up from my trance.

'' What ? No ! '' I whispered back at him. `` You 're not doing that ! ``

'' I 'm going to cum, Sis ! '' He said quickly. `` I 'm about to cum right now ! ``

I looked frantically around for something. A towel, tissue, something ! I looked over at him and his hips were pumping toward me. It was too late.

'' OK ! '' I hissed at him. `` Just do it ! '' I cupped my men underneath his cock. He pumped away faster and faster. In the split 2nd before his hand froze on his cock I flashed back to earlier and I remembered the metier of it as it shot out of him. I knew I would n't be able to beguile it in my hands.

'' No ! '' I almost shouted. `` Wait ! ``

It was too belated. A bowed stringed instrument of white cum about 4 inches long spurted from his cock and landed on my entrust arm just above my wrist. I could sense how hot it was. I instinctively put my palm up to stop the side by side spurt and it splatted into my hand. I had to use my other hired hand to fascinate it from dripping to the carpeting. The following spurt actually hit me in the bureau !

'' Yeah ! '' he moaned. `` That is so hot ! '' He continued stroking in shortsighted ticker, his hips pounding into the air between us violently.

I was covered in his cum ! The last few strokes produced just a bit and I was able to trip up this in my transfuse hands.

I looked up at my brother with a mixed look of disgust and amazement on my face. His face held satisfied relief and a bit of amusement.

'' I 'm so sorry, Sis, '' he said with sincerity. `` I just could n't hold back. ``

'' Yeah, whatever ! '' I whispered angrily. `` Now get out so I can make clean up. Your cum is all over me ! ``

He pulled on his underdrawers and left the room. I sat there for a few seconds wondering what the hellhole I was going to do. The cum in my mitt was sliding around and about to fall off of my handwriting. I guess my reaction was instinctive ? Some hidden trait from deep inside of me ?

I licked it up. I actually put my hand to my mouth and licked up my chum 's cum juice from my bridge player. The taste was, well, nothing really. I do n't know what I was expecting from it. I guess it was a bit salty, like swither would taste. It was n't bad though. In fact, I was getting a bit turned on by the solid mind of what I was doing. I was licking up my brother 's cum that he had just jacked off onto me !

I sat there like a kitty licking up spilled milk. I brought my arm around and licked it where it had landed there. I even pulled my shirt off and sucked the cum from where it landed on my pectus. I was licking my hands and wrist when I caught apparent motion in the turning point of my eye.

I looked over to the wall and caught myself in the reflection in my full length mirror. I was topless now and licking my script and arm with my tongue. `` Oh, wow ! '' I thought to myself. `` You 're a fornicatress. I 'm a cum slut. ``

I felt my pap harden and I turned until I was facing the mirror. I took the last droplet of cum I could determine and rubbed it onto my will pap. I was so nasty !

In seconds I was lifting my hip and sliding my panty off. Totally nude sculpture, I sat in presence of my mirror and masturbated. It was so aphrodisiacal seeing myself in a new way. I watched my own fingerbreadth spread my pussy lips until I could see the wetness inside. For the first time, I really saw my clit and how aroused it was.

I thought back to what my brother had just done. I thought about how he 'd really like to see me right now. I just knew he would jack up himself off again looking at this survey !

That was all it took. A few rubs against my clit and I came hard. I could see my pussy clinch and passing as my orgasm took over my body. It was incredible. I pulled my cum-stained shirt back on and slowly crawled up into the bed. I slept the contented sleep of the sexually satisfied.

The following few days were a blur of holiday natural action. Dad was able to call home on Christmas Eve so that made Mom a both felicitous and sad since she missed him. Mark had n't come to me for his intimate motivation for three days. I chalked it up to just being in use with the holidays.

The day after Yule, Mom went shopping to pass some gifts and we were alone in the house. I puttered around, cleaning up a bit and just being lazy. Mark must be sleeping late as he did n't make out out of his room. Finally, I just decided to be lazy and spoil myself.

I took a long, hot, relaxing Bath in the tub. I even used scented candles and brought the radio into the can. I shaved my legs and I think they 'd never been smoother. I was rubbing application on my legs and looked into the bath mirror and caught the reflection of my naked body.

Mesmerized, I squirted a bit of application onto my fingers. I watched myself in the mirror as I slowly rubbed the lotion onto my white meat. My nipple were screaming for attention so I put a bit of lotion on them and then twisted and pulled on them.

I thought of mug. I thought of how he had held his thick cock in nominal head of me and burgeon forth his cum all over me. I wondered why he had n't come back to me for more. Suddenly, I had to know.

I grabbed my robe and left the bathroom and turned down the hall to his room. I opened his doorway without knocking. He was, just as I had predicted, just sleeping the day away. He was sleeping in only his boxers as we lived in Samuel Houston where Christmastime was usually warm.

He looked up at me and smiled. `` G'morning, '' he mumbled.

'' Its been a few years, '' I said with a knowing smile. `` You have n't raided Mom 's panties again have you ? ``

'' Nope, '' he said with a grin reaching under the sheet. `` I still have the dyad you gave me. It 's been all I needed lately. '' He pulled out the pair of my panty to usher me.

'' You 've already done it today ? '' I asked him incredulously. The boy is a sex motorcar !

'' Yeah, '' he responded, a little embarrassed.

'' How often do you hold to do that in a day ? '' I asked him.

'' It 's not that I have to, '' he responded. `` It 's that I want to do it. But to reply your question, usually about five times. ``

'' Oh my gosh ! '' I said. `` How do you even function if you need relief that much ? ``

'' well, I get by, '' he said with a grinning. `` But it 's bettor to get by with a little help from my friend ... or family. ``

It had been three days. Three days since I watched him and then let him cum on me.

'' Do you need to do it again ? '' I asked. `` I mean, is it clip already ? ``

He pushed the sheet down and said, `` You tell me. ``

His tool was making another tent in his bagger. It seemed heavy than before.

I licked my lips and felt a tingling between my legs.

'' Well, '' I began, `` if you need to do it ... I 'm here to help you. As long as this keeps you out of Mom 's panty drawer. ``

'' Can I cum in your men again ? '' He asked as he slid around to stand up up.

I looked over at him and said, `` Yeah, that was the plan death fourth dimension and you came all over my shirt. ``

'' I did n't really intend to do that, you know. '' He said with sincerity in his voice. `` I just never know how mighty it 's going to be. Plus, looking at you just made it even more intense. ``

As he said this, he stood up and slid his boxers down to his ankle. Once again I was staring at his hard, thick-skulled cock.

I found myself saying, `` Well, I do n't want to destroy this robe ... '' My vocalism faded as I undid the gown and let it strike to the primer. I was now completely naked in nominal head of my brother.

'' Just cum on me, '' I told him. `` I can always take another bathing tub. ''