Tuesday, December 10, 2013

nt open

3 / 2013
(Story)

Author: Hypnotic

Warning: This story contains elements of incestual thoughts!

It was right around one in the morning, I’d gone to bed at my usual ten o’clock or so, even with it being the weekend. Being forced awake with the overbearing urge to pee I tossed the blanket aside and swung my legs around to stand up. For a few seconds I argued with myself about putting on more clothes, after all I typically didn’t walk around the house in a tank top and panties, especially with my conservative father and of course my twenty year old brother in the same house. At one in the morning though I expected everyone to be asleep and said screw it. I moved slow, trying to avoid the inevitable creaking of the hardwood floors in our older house, each step slow and precise as I moved to the door and eventually into the bathroom. The house was dark, as to be expected this late, and quiet, so quiet in fact I opted to not flush the toilet, last thing I wanted was my dad getting curious about why someone was up and walking out to catch me half naked in the hallway. Turning off the light before I opened the bathroom door I began my slow steps back towards my room. I had only taken a few steps when I heard it, the faint sounds of moaning. Stopping in place I listened intently, the noises seemed to come from my brother’s room. I smiled a bit at the thought that he had snuck some girl into the house. He had before, so it wouldn’t be a strange occurrence, though somehow our dad never seemed to notice. A few steps towards his room I leaned in, curiosity getting the best of me as I turned my head to hear better. Sure enough you could hear it, a girl moaning and the occasional “fuck me”. I can’t explain why, but I reached down and gripped the doorknob, careful to turn extremely slow, to remain as quiet as possible. A slight push and a bit of light escaped through the crack I had created, though the moaning got a little louder. Butterflies bounced around in my stomach as I leaned in close to catch a peek.
The view I got wasn’t what I expected though. I expected to see a dark room, just a little glimpse of a girl riding up and down under the covers, or something along those lines. Instead, what I saw was my brother laying on his back on his bed, completely nude and watching porn on his laptop. One hand resting behind his head the other was wrapped around his dick, and he was stroking fast. The laptop sat on his chest, and his eyes were glued to it, the image on the screen was the typical porn star type being fucked by the usual overly buff man. Usually I’d have been grossed out, and moved back to my room mumbling under my breath what a pervert he was. For some reason though this time I couldn’t take my eyes away. Once moment watching the video right along with him, the next watching his hand moving up and down fast. His dick was mostly shadowed, the only light in the room was the laptop screen, so it didn’t do much to expose his nether regions, but it was overly obvious what he was doing.
Seconds quickly turned into minutes, and without even realizing it I was beginning to rub at my slit through my panties. Breath becoming heavy I bit softly at my bottom lip to remain silent, but even after realizing what I was doing I didn’t stop. Instead I pressed harder, forcing my panties inbetween my wet pussylips. Apparently the first video wasn’t quite good enough to get him going and I watched intently as he searched through thumbnails for another. My fingers didn’t stop though as he searched, instead I pulled them up, and forced them up underneath the band of my panties and slid down once more, now beginning to massage at my clit with the tip of my middle finger.
This time he decided on a video of a rather large breasted woman masturbating with a dildo. My focus was no longer on the video at this point though, my panties were quickly becoming soaked in my own juices and my eyes stayed locked on the shadows where his hand was around his cock. Eyes slitted I tried hard to make it out in the darkness, but just knowing what he was doing was enough to cause the first one. Knees going weak I bit down harder on my bottom lip, barely holding back the moan as my body began to shiver. Convulsions ripped through me and I thrusted my hips at my finger, cumming hard and further wetting my panties.
Up and down slowly, I let two fingers trace my slit, rubbing between my wet lips. Once the final wave of my orgasm hit though, I quickly slid those two fingers inside of me. Legs spread and half bent over in the hallway I slammed my fingers into myself, trying hard to match the pace of his hand. My eyes slowly shuttered closed, and for the first time ever images of my brother and his dick flooded my mind. I pictured him on top of me, his dick spreading me open the same way my fingers were doing now, and pounding me. Small orgasms came over and over again, each time forcing me to stop for a second with my fingers deep inside of me. ‘Fuck me, god yes Chris fuck me’, I thought as I attempted to force deeper inside myself.
As if by fate my eyes opened at exactly the right time. His hand stopped, and his hips started. Thrusting up over and over again he moaned loudly, and it was obvious he was cumming. Instantaneously I followed suit, body shaking again as wave after wave of a large orgasm hit me. Even without being able to see anything I stared into the darkness where his dick was, imagining thick streams of cum spraying up and splashing down onto his stomach. The images only made my orgasm more intense. My fingers remained stationary, stuffed deep inside myself. My half bent over stance almost turned into a standing fetal position as I hunched over, cumming uncontrollably.
Once finished I stood as still as possible, fingers still inside me, and still half bent over. He was finished, and I knew I needed to leave before I got caught, but my pussy was so sensitive after such a huge orgasm. As careful as I could I pulled my fingers free, and my greatest fear at the moment came to life. The tips of my fingers slid out, and as I pulled them free the tips grazed my clit, causing me to moan. Just a soft one, unlikely he would have heard me, but it still sent the sense of fear through me. Fingers still soaked from the spying I quickly moved down the hallway, passing the bathroom and going into my own room. Closing the door behind me fast I ran over to my bed, climbed in once more and laid down, pulling the covers up and over me, pretending to sleep.

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