Sister Story About Her Older Brothers Big Cock

I don’t really remember the first time that I got that”tickle,” that impulse down below that told me that I had been turned on. However, I do recall the very first time it had been powerful enough that I chose to do something about it. I was walking past my past my brother Ryan’s area and he was taking off his shirt. The sight of his torso and his company abs, his back when he turned around, all that bare skin. . .the hint of his navy blue underwear, it made the tickle develop out of a tickle to a throb.

I paid lots of focus on Ryan. He had been used to attention from girls, being over six feet tall with dark hair and pretty blue eyes that rivaled my own in intensity, but for him gaining attention from me was a novelty. I understood my change in behavior was a total 180, but still, when I started hanging round his chamber asking for hugs and kisses he was always very free with all the love and that he never made it seem like a major deal. This was how I knew I could get him.

Ryan and I were a little less than two years apart, and while our younger sisters got home later than us particularly because of soccer, ballet and other extra curricular activities, Ryan and I got out of college at the exact same time, that meant we were often home alone for a few hours. Our favorite thing to do during that time became watching movies or playing video games. Whenever we would watch movies I would sit close and put his arm around me or drape my legs .

At sixteen I was tall with a small waist, athletic figure, C cup breasts, and long shapely legs, so I used those things to my advantage. I wore low cut tank tops a good deal, and either short skirts or shorts. As soon as I wore shorts and break my legs he would rub them, running his hand up and down my thigh.

One day after he had been yanking my legs, I slightly parted themhoping he’d take the lure. He did. He ran his hands up and down the inside of my thigh. By this time I was really moist. Ryan was very cute, and the girls knew it. Though I had been his sister I was not blind. My pussy was well aware that a prime available male was close enough to reach out and touch.

“That feels good,” I stated with coy appreciation, as he petted me.

He smiled and gently squeezed my leg moved his hand higher, keeping his eyes on me to gauge my response. I smiled and parted my thighs more, meeting his eyes at a daring gaze. His hand traveled higher and his palms ghosted over the chair of my panties.

“Ooh, you are making me feel really fine,” I stated.

“Really?” He inquired, looking excited. “You don’t mind?”

“No. Touch me ” I said.

He swallowed hard but did as I asked.

“Right there,” I sighed, adjusting my tank top to draw attention to my breasts.

“Is my baby sister horny?” He asked, with a sly smirk.

“Can you help me?”

“Let us see,” he said, wriggling his fingers into my panties. By then my heart was pounding in my chest. He immediately located my clit and started to rub it. I was so wet that his finger slid me easily again and again, bringing me nothing but pure pleasure.

I reached to his other hand and put it in my breast. I had stopped wearing bras round the house, so I could clearly feel the warmth of the hands on my nipple and the feeling of his fingertips squeezing and pinching in my hardened nub.

“hello. . I came in a burst of warmth, sparks and moisture, twitching and sighing because I shuddered in discharge.

“How was that?” he asked. “Can I help?”

I smiled. “I feel much better. Now, however, it looks like you want a bit of help,” I said, lowering my eyes into the sizable bulge in his trousers.

“Y-you really want to?” He asked, completely shocked.

“I have never touched one before. I inquired.

“Yeah,” he said, still looking shocked but also very willing.

I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans reaching in to pull his cock free. It felt hot in my hand and flopped out hard and long.

“Wow,” I said. “Are they so big?”

“Not all,” he explained with a smirk.

“So modest,” I teased, grasping it lightly and beginning to stroke it. He looked like he was really enjoying it but he had been staring at me transfixed, probably still wondering if that was actually happening. Meanwhile his penis was becoming harder and longer in my hand.

“Why are you doing this?” he asked.

He groaned and thrust himself into my hands.

“I did not know you liked me much!”

“Now you can,” I said.

I wanted to see him cum, but right then we heard the car pull up in the driveway and the voices of our mother and little brother and sister. Ryan shot out of the space like a bullet, nearly tripping on his trousers. I laughed heartily and determined that I would certainly find a way to view him cum soon.

For the next week things were a little bizarre. Ryan was really shy around me or something. He appeared nervous. He was not preventing me, he simply didn’t appear to know how to behave. After a while I figured out that he should be wondering if what we did the week before was a one time item.

To get my point across I dialed the touching up. If we were sitting alongside each other at the desk, I’d lay my hand on his thigh. When we had been cleaning the kitchen together I would come up behind him and press my breasts to his back. Or I would bend over so he can see up my skirt.

One time I did this; I had bent over to pick up a fork that fell on the floor and when I sat it on the table before I awakened he came up behind me and pushed his really hard cock against my pussy. I got so turned on I had to clutch the nearby chair or I would have dropped.

“Do you see what you do to me lately?” He asked, grasping my hips and pulling me firmly onto his cock.

“Oh God,” I sighed, my head swimming with dirty thoughts and ravenous need.

.dirty. . .mouth,” he said, punctuating each word with a throw as he started to hump me. He grabbed my skirt and pulled it up over my bum so he noticed the red thong I was wearing. “Mm…I like these.”

At this point I was rubbing my pussy from the long bulge in his trousers and my clit was throbbing beautifully while his hands moved in my hips to grope my ass cheeks as he continued to hump me with that rock hard bulge in his trousers.

“Oh Ryan, I’m going to come,” I gasped out.

“Truly?” he asked. “Just from that?”

. .Ahhh!” I worked out as softly as I could because I came so hard I wet the seat of my panties and made a big wet spot on the crotch of his jeans.

“That was hot,” he said, once I turned to confront him. I was going to go in for a kiss on the lips and also see what he’d do, however, we heard Dad’s heavy footsteps coming down the stairs and we both had to scramble to our chambers.

All night long I thought about how Ryan must be jerking off all of the time thanks to me along with my newfound appetite for him. But this has been such a waste, I wanted to be there to find him to come. I wanted to be the one to make him erupt in utter carnal bliss. I couldn’t wait any more. I had to have him.

The next day after school we have home and met up for our usual time of hanging out on the sofa watching TV. I’d had the sew all of the way home thinking about the way I’d get my hands on him. As we sat there staring at the display, both people likely considering only sex, I reached out and took his hand, then put it between my thighs. He did not hesitate or change his position, he just immediately started to touch me, running his fingers over the chair of my panties and making me wetter.

I wanted more so I spread my legs, draping one over his leg to give him better access. He pulled my rocking chair aside and touched me, running his finger between my pussy lips and along my sensitive flesh. When he touched my button he rubbed and stroked it till I was squirming and emanating heat. He then slid his finger up inside me. I was so wet it did not hurt at all, it just felt good.

Sliding an arm around me he pulled me closer and kissed my neck as he continued to finger me. My mouth fell open and I sighed as his hot wet mouth traveled up my throat, kissing, nipping, sucking. He sucked and nipped at my earlobe then made his way over my anus to my lips and we kissed deeply, our tongues caressing one another and fighting for dominance.

I knew Ryan was ready for more contact since he unfastened his fly and reached into his jeans to pull his erection out. He put my hand on it and that I grasped it gently, pumping my hands down and up. As he got more and more enthusiastic he started to thrust his hips, fucking my hand at the exact same pace his fingers fucked my pussy. I had been so horny I was desperate and I wanted release like I had my breath.

“Can I place it in you this time?” he whispered.

“What about protection?” I inquired.

“I won’t arrive in you.”

I inquired.

“Only a bit.”

“. . .Ok,” I stated, but truthfully I was almost too horrified to feign to have to consider it. I wanted him now.

He put me back to the sofa and I was so excited I could hardly keep still. He spread my legs wide and knelt between them, bringing the head of his erection to my entrance. He rubbed it , up and down, over my clit, which makes me throb in anticipation.

Bracing himself with a hand on the couch arm by my head he started to push his way inside me. It did not hurt much. I felt a sting as my normal barrier gave way but then it just felt great as he slipped deeper and deeper into my hot quivering pussy. I could feel myself stretching to accommodate him but it felt wonderful. He filled me up so much that I felt really full but still deeper he went until the sensation was intensely tingly and I felt him push in the end of my channel and felt his hips against mine.

“I did not think that it would match,” I smiled.

“You’re perfect. You’re squeezing me tight. Honestly I really don’t know how long I could last.”

“Do not come,” I pleaded, beginning to rock my hips, excited to fuck him. “I wish to have to feel you for a while.”

“You like my cock?”

“Oh yes…” I moaned, humping faster. “I have wanted it for so long”

“Little sisters aren’t supposed to desire their big brother’s cock,” he teased.

“Big brothers aren’t supposed to be so sexy,” was my response.

“Is that why you want me?”

“That and your huge penis,” I smiled.

He groaned and began to pump in and out of me, even quicker. “I love it when you speak like that.”

“I love your cock it’s so big and it seems so right inside me…I want you to fuck me every time that I get horny and lately I am horny for you all the time!”

Oh…!!” He let out a shaky moan and I felt a warm rush. I knew he would just come in me.

He pulled out and started to apologize profusely, then said it was my fault for turning him on.

I lectured him for a bit and told him if I got pregnant he would have to take responsibility.

“Whether I wanted to maintain it or not you would have to be there for me,” I said. “Plus I did not get to come.

“Well, I believe I can fix that,” he explained.

He had me stand up over him and he licked and sucked my pussy and clit till I was gushing and vibration. He then guided me down straddling him sinking his erection. I slid down onto it before I had shot it all within me. I then began to move, bouncing up and down Ryan’s hard cock.

“Oh god..It’s so..It’s so. .” I gasped out.

“Good,” I moaned, as I fucked himfeeling his private part slip along my inner walls with slick warm friction. I desired him to always be inside me and never take it out.

“Yes. . .Yes….Fuck me…” he chanted. “Fuck my prick. . .take me in you…”

He reached between us and rubbed my button with his thumb as I rode his long horny cock.

“I am gonna come,” he groaned.

I slid off his cock and he stroked it a couple of days until it twitched and he started to spurt his hot thick white come all over my taut belly and business thighs. Seeing it take out of him like that was the most sensual thing I could imagine.

He used one hand to keep stroking himself and the other to plunge two palms and finger me fast and smoothly, his fingers pumping me and massaging my g-spot hard until I started to cry out loudly.

When I was done he took his hands out of me and licked them clean. In turn I awakened some of his encounter from my skin and popped it into my mouth, tasting it.

“Do you like it?” he asked.

I nodded.

“There’s more where that came from”

I asked coyly.

“Let us go to a room and I will show you.”

In my room he had me kneel by my bed. He stood over me, stepping out of his jeans and boxers and yanking them aside then taking off his shirt. . The part of him that I was becoming really comfortable with lately was now totally free, bobbing in my face. I knew what he wanted me to do so I began to lick at it.

“That’s it, baby girl. Lick on my penis. See how hard it is for you?”

It had been very hard and getting harder as I tracked the veins with my tongue and wrapped my tongue around the head.

I squeezed it in my mouth and started to slide my mouth up and down it. I looked at him and his aroused expression made me cream my thighs down.

“Fuck I can’t think you’re sucking my cock and you enjoy it,” he hissed, pumping my head.

“I really like it,” I stated and carried on fucking him with my mouth. He put one of my palms on his balls and showed me how to fondle them while I sucked and slobbered on his prick.

“Oh, I’m close. Would you like it in your mouth”

“Mmmhm,” I stated.

“You are going to swallow my load for me?”

I moaned.

Seconds later I felt a big warm gush fill my mouth and I swallowed but gush after gush came and it ran down my neck and head as I struggled to take it all. I wondered I’d he came much within my pussy, if I was knocked up for certain.

When he had finally given me his last squirts and I’d sucked him clean he had me lay.down about the bed and he ate and tongue fucked me to a magnificent orgasm. After I finally stopped shaking he lay next to me.

“I want more,” I said. “But we’re out of time. Everyone will be home shortly.”

“Let’s do it ,” he suggested. “After college.”

He asked.

“Yes. But if you run in me again you’re toast!” I said.

He whined. “Got it”

We had sex every day until Ryan went off to college and then we had to bump it down to three times per week since he had classes and homework and I was having a hectic Junior year what with joining the dancing team and yearbook. Neither of us actually felt the need to see anyone else since there simply was not the same intimacy or thrill. I never did get pregnant, thankfully, but Ryan and I love to toy with the idea of knocking me up with his baby. We chose perhaps after I graduated college we had try it.