Hands off me you Pervert

My brother had returned home from college, and I was home after a long time too. We were seeing each other after a long time, and he was such a sight for sore eyes. At the sight of me, he just ran towards me and bear hugged me. I could feel my round breasts press into his muscular chest.

We talked a lot and chatted a lot. Having a brother is really the best thing. Until, it got even better.

My mom kept our old clothes in a single room, as since me and my brother had moved out, she changed our respective rooms into a library and gym. Since we wanted to use the pool that day, we had to go inside the room to get our swimsuits and change. As much as he was my brother, I felt shy about changing in front of him, so I turned around. I couldn't get the zipper down my top, so I beckoned to him for help.

Very slowly, he ran the zipper down my back. I could feel his hot breath on the nape of my neck. I felt my top coming off. I had not asked him help removing my top!

"What are you doing Nicholas?!", I asked.

He looked into my eyes with a carnal passion and kissed me, running a finger along my cleavage lined by my bra. My brain was telling me to back off, but I plunged into the kiss, shoving my tongue into his mouth. My hand was taking his palm of his sister's tit, but my tits were jutting out, longing for the forceful hands of a man to squeeze them hard.

As I was drowning in the passion, I felt a tingle over my clitoris. Jesus, his hand was tracing down my stomach, inside my panties!!!

I meant to say, "Nicholas, get your filthy hands off me you pervert!", but the words that come out were "Fuck me now, brother. Eat my tits for breakfast, my pussy for lunch and my ass for dinner."
(Author : Gemma Atkinson)