Date: Sun, 26 Sep 2021 21:41:33 -0400 (EDT) From: ShortStories@PlayTime69.e4ward.com Subject: New Arrangement This story is 100% fiction and is for mature readers only. If you are under 18 please leave now. Please note that all my stories are written for enjoyment only and not intended to give anyone ideas on what to do, what to try, or who to do things with. The actions taken in my stories should stay in your mind only and not expanded to real life situations. This story is a fantasy involving a brother and sister. You can see a list of all my stories on the authors page under the author, Playtime69. All comments are appreciated and can be emailed to ShortStories@PlayTime69.e4ward.com. Please identify what story you are talking about when you send me a message. Even though I do not respond to all emails I do read them all and have used some of your suggested ideas in my stories. I also will write new stories with your suggested ideas. Just send me your ideas to address above with as little or as much information as you want to tell me including names, ages, sexes, positions, relationships, and what section on Nifty you want the story to go, etc. I will see what I can do with it. If you want to name the story that is fine too. Just make sure the information is yours and not from someone else's story. Thanks for reading. Please, find it in your heart to donate to nifty at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html without them we would not have a safe place to deposit and read such great stories. New Arrangement by:Playtime69 I was on my way home for work thinking about the peaceful time I would have alone because my brother, Kevin, was still working. I felt lucky because my boss let me leave early, or should I say, he had to let me leave because I had already worked over 50 hours and still had one day left to work in the week. I guess I was exhausted from working so much but it did keep me busy. When I rounded the corner I say Kevin's car in the drive. "Fuck!" I said out loud. I was really looking forward to being alone. Then it came to me what day of the week it was and remembered he only worked half days on Friday. I pulled into the driveway beside his car and turned off the engine. Sitting there I thought back to how I got to the point I was at. I had made many mistakes in my life but one of the biggest was not listening to my dad. He told me I should not get married so young but being 17 years old I figured I knew more than he did, so the day I turned 18 I got married to a guy that was 25 years old. I was truly in love with Mark and thought he loved me too. Well, I guess he did love me because the first three years of our marriage were happy ones. My dad finally came around at least to the point we were finally speaking to each other. My dad still did not like the idea of me being married but there was nothing he could do about it. Beginning the fourth year of my marriage, Mark began to drink. He began to have problems keeping a job and I finally had to get a job with more hours and benefits so we could pay the bills. The more I worked the more Mark drank and he ended up mentally abusing me to the point I had problems going home. I had no place else to go as my dad had told me if I got married I was no longer allowed to move back so I just toughed it out. When we hit our five year anniversary I knew something bad was going to happen but was not sure what. I was right. I got home from work one day to find Mark dead. He had drank a lot of alcohol and had taken some pills and had overdosed. Luckily they called it an accidental overdose so the insurance company paid off on the policy I had taken out on him. It was not a lot of money but was enough I was able to live on what I was making from my job plus what I got from the policy. Two years later my mom and dad both past away from a car accident and only two months later Kevin's wife left him to run off with another guy in another state. Kevin could not afford the house he was living in so he sold it and moved into our parents' house. Not long after that I moved back to my parents' house to help him pay the bills. Kevin and I always got a long pretty good. I guess as well as any other brother and sister did. He was older by about five years so that would make him 30 years old. He never did date much after his wife left him I guess because he did not trust women any longer. I on the other hand used work to keep me occupied. I had a couple friends that I would go out with from time to time but nothing sexual. Kevin had his life and I had mine and we never interfered in each other's life. He was my big brother and had always looked out for me and probably always would but that was as far as it went. I looked down at my watch and noticed I had been sitting in the car thinking for about 30 minutes and figured I had better get inside. It was not uncommon for me to sit in the car for 15 to 20 minutes thinking but 30 minutes was more than normal. The first time I did it Kevin came out and checked on me to make sure I was ok. I told him I just needed time alone so he knew not to bother me if I was sitting in the car. I figured he knew I was home and would be in when I was good and ready. I took a breath, got out of the car, and went inside. Something was not right. I did not hear anything and he was not sitting in the living room watching TV. I knew I was not supposed to be home and I knew he knew it too. I wondered if he actually had a girl in his room. I did not want to cause trouble but I sure was curious and I also wanted to make sure he was not sick. I slowly and quietly walked through the living room to the hall. I still did see anything but thought I heard some noise coming from his bedroom. I walked past my bedroom tossing my purse on my bed. I then crept past the bathroom door and past our parents' old bedroom door. His door was at the end of the hall and once I got to our parents' door I began to hear more noise but still could not make it out. When I got right up to his door I found it partially closed but still open enough I could see inside. It was then I got the shock of my life. Kevin was watching his TV but it was not a regular TV show. It was porn, not just any porn though. He was watching two guys fucking. The scene must had just started because I watched as a younger guy, about Kevin's age, shoved his oversized dick into an older man's ass. They must have done this before because that fat dick did not have any trouble going inside. The two men on the screen began to kiss as the younger of the two leaned over and began to pound is cock in and out of the older man's butthole. I closely watched as the younger man's balls bounded off the older one's butt, making loud slapping sounds. I became interested in what I was watching. I normally masturbated with my dildo once or twice a week but it had been over a week since I had been able to take care of myself, so it did not take long watching to make my juices begin to flow. It had been a long time since I had seen porn and not even sure if I had seen gay porn at all. As I concentrated on the two guys fucking on the TV, something caught my attention out of the corner of my eye. I had totally forgot about my brother, that was until I saw him moving on his bed. Kevin was on his bed completely naked. His cock sticking straight up in the air being stroked by his own hand while staring at the two guys fucking on the TV. He was really pounding his cock for all it was worth and the faster the two guys fucked the faster Kevin stroked his own rod. I had never really paid attention to the size of his cock until now. It must have been a good 8" long. That was about 3" longer than Mark's dick and Kevin's was also much fatter. Mark is the only one I had ever been to bed with and with limited porn experience I really did not know about the different sizes or looks of the male member. This whole situation had taken me by surprise and without knowing what I was doing my hand had slipped under my uniform skirt and into my panties. My eyes now glued on my brother's cock and what he was doing with it was making me wetter than what I had seen on the TV screen. My fingers were now inside my wet pussy teasing my clit as I watched my brother play with himself. I made my eyes jump to the TV to see what was going on but they always went back to my brother. I guess I had been watching Kevin for about 20 minutes or so when my brother's head went back, his eyes closed tight, his fist took three or four hard fast pulls of his dick, then stopped. A loud grunt exited his mouth followed by one of the biggest ejaculations I had ever seen. His cum shoot out of his dick with such force I even jumped. His first stream hit his chin and streamed down his bare chest. The second stream hit his nipple and went to his balls. Then the third went straight up and landed in his belly button. He then began to pump is shaft more causing more cum to be expelled over his arms, legs, cock, balls, and bed. The whole area was now covered with cum and Kevin laid there with his muscle toned body heaving up and down with his heavy breathing. I then glanced up at the TV just in time to see the young guy pull his cock out and spew his cum all over the older man's body including his face. The younger man then bent back over licking the cum from the other's face and then they once again began to kiss mixing their spit and cum together. Since I had quit playing with my clit about the time my brother shot his load I did not cum. My pussy was throbbing and calling for attention but I figured I had better get out of there in a hurry. I needed to think and what I needed to think about could not be done in that house at that time. The last thing I needed was for my brother to catch me there watching him. I quietly but quickly walked back down the hall grabbing my purse from my bed as I passed my bedroom. I went back to my car and left. I headed to a nearby park where I could sit in my car and think. It was a nice day so I could easily sit inside without getting too hot or too cold. I sat there wondering what I should do and if I should tell him what I had seen. I was so confused. On one hand I knew what I was thinking was wrong but Kevin looked so good and so sexy that I just wanted him to fuck me right then and there. On the other hand even if I wanted him to fuck me how was I going to let him know without telling him about what I had seen. I did not want to embarrassed him but I was curious if he was gay or not. It would not have mattered but if he was gay then I knew I would have been wasting my time trying to get him to fuck my pussy. I really came up with no solution. The one thing I did know was I had to cum and it had to be soon. I guess I had fallen asleep because about two hours later I woke up noticing the time. I knew it was safe to go back home and when I got there everything was normal. Kevin was sitting in the living room watching TV and when I walked in he greeted me just like normal. I tried to be normal but I was not sure I accomplished that goal. Kevin at least did not ask what was wrong so I was safe for now. It was my turn to cook dinner so I asked him what he wanted. He said it did not matter so I told him I was going to shower first then would cook dinner. I showered and dressed just like normal. We were always very modest around each other. The least he ever saw me wear was a long shirt and panties. I never wore a shirt too short so he never did get a panty shot. Even going to and from the bathroom we were fully clothed. Kevin on the other hand would go shirtless in the house but would either wear shorts or boxers that looked more like shorts than underwear. He never did get hard in front of me either. That was why I was so surprised when I saw how big he was. I cooked dinner and cleaned up the kitchen and to my surprise he helped. He did not have to because the next week was going to be his turn and he knew I was not going to help him so I was not sure what he had in mind. Could it be he did want to fuck me or was he just being nice. "Stop it!" I thought to myself. "I cannot keep thinking about Kevin this way. He is my brother." I continued thinking. After things were cleaned up I watched some TV and headed to bed. Kevin noticed I was going to bed early so asked if everything was ok. I told him it was and that I was just tired and had to work the next day. "Ok. Good night, then. Remember, if you ever need anything just let me know." Kevin honestly said. "Thanks. I might take you up on that some day." I replied. I got to my room and flung off all my clothes and grabbed my dildo. "If Kevin only knew what I needed him to do to me, he would boot me out of the house. Or would he? There I go again thinking about him fucking me." I thought to myself. I was in bed with the dildo shoved up my pussy in seconds of closing the bedroom door. My mind only had one thought which was my brother's sexy body, his long fat cock, and his big heavy balls. I began to imagine him being on top of me sliding his cock in and out of my wet cunt. My dildo easily slide in and out of my hole as I imagined it was my brother's dick and not just some piece of rubber. My body began to shake as the orgasm took over and shortly thereafter the cum shot from my pussy, soaking my fingers and the bed. Luckily I had put a towel down to catch the cum. I cleaned things up a bit before falling asleep. Now with my sexual need being reduced I made it through the next several days without showing the same strange actions as I did Friday. By Monday I was back being horny and thinking about my brother body. I got off of work and went right home. I knew Kevin worked late on Mondays so all day I wondered what I could do to make him want to fuck me. I still could not come up with anything but still wanted to be closer to him. I got home and without Kevin in the house I went to my room and stripped naked. I went back to the hall right outside his bedroom like I was the previous Friday. There I looked into his room imagining he was on his bed masturbating. My fingers made it to my pussy as I thought about what he had been doing right there on his bed. My heart began to pound as I wanted more. "What if I took a look at his bed. I might just see some of his cum splatters." I thought. I walked into his room, which for the most part was off limits. His room was his and my room was mine. We had promised each other to stay out unless invited inside. I just could not help it. I wanted something but was not sure what. I looked on his bed and found what might have been some cum but was not sure. I stood looking down at the bed Kevin laid on while masturbating with my fingers and flicking my clit. I wanted to cum in his room but then I wanted to take my time and make it last. I was getting really close when I looked up and saw that his closet door was open. There on his floor was his dirty clothes and on top was a pair of his underwear. I pulled my soaked fingers from my pussy and went to investigate. I began to go through his clothes and found several pair of worn underwear. He liked multicolored regular men's underwear which was more exciting than plain white ones but functioned the same. "He would not mind if I borrowed a pair. Would he? I mean I would use them and get them back before he even gets home." I told myself. I picked out a sexy colored pair, putting back the rest as best I could remember. I ran to my room thinking of how I could use them. I wanted to make it seem like Kevin was fucking me with his cock. I had a dildo which was not as big as his cock. I had a pair of his underwear. And, I had the thoughts of him jacking off in his bed. Just like solving a puzzle I manipulated the pieces until I got the right picture. I took my pillow and put the underwear on it making it look like the pillow was wearing Kevin's clothes. I then took my dildo, which had a big suction cup on the end, and fed it through the penis hole in the underwear. I now had Kevin in pillow form on my bed with his hard cock sticking up. I mounted the pillow slipping my dildo, now Kevin's cock, into my wet hole. "Oh, Kevin! You feel so good and hard tonight!" I moaned out loud. I began to fuck his cock slowly at first but quickly picking up speed. "Fuck me Kevin! Fuck me hard!" I yelled. I pounded the pillow as hard as I could as I thought of Kevin's cock being stroked to a hard orgasm just a few days ago. "Kevin! I love you! Fuck me baby! Make me cum all over your dick!" I continued to call out in excitement. Still pounding away at my pillow and dildo I got closer and closer to exploding. My heart was racing and my breathing became heavier and heavier. My butt flying up and down like a teenage boy fucking a girl for the first time. I then made a slight adjustment adding more pressure to my clit as I continued to fuck my pillow. "Yes! Kevin! That is the spot! Right there! Fuck! Do not stop now! I am about to cum! Yes! Baby! Yes! FUCK YES!!!" I screamed as loud as I could. I had hit the high point of my climax and exploded with a gusher of a cum flow that not only washed over my body but was expelled out my pussy. My body shook like it was a natural vibrator. My heart was racing as my breathing was deep and heavy. I had not only had an orgasm. I had an orgasm stronger than anything I could ever remember. It was so strong that fifteen minutes after my cum shot my clit was still throbbing and was so sensitive I could not touch it much less pull the dildo from my hole as it would have had to pass over my clit which would taken me into an aftershock. It was almost thirty minutes after my orgasm before I could sit back up, pulling the dildo from my soggy snatch. I was sitting on the edge of the bed just getting ready to clean up the mess when I heard the door open. "Kelly, I am home! You in your room?" I heard Kevin call out. "Fuck. I got to get this cleaned up so he does not know what I did." I was thinking. "His underwear! There is no way I can get them back into his room now." I figured. I began to throw things into the closet as I put on some shorts and a shirt, fuck the panties, no time. I heard him call out again to see if I was home. I knew I had to answer soon or else. I opened my door and was just about to call out when he walked into the hall. "Didn't you hear me calling you?" Kevin asked. "Sorry. I had fallen asleep. This working almost 60 hours a week is really getting to me." I said hoping he would believe my stupid story. "Yeah. I know what you mean. Maybe you can cut back your hours when tourist season is over." He suggested. "Maybe. But then I will have less pay and a lot less in tips. So I have to work as much as I can now. At least I do not have time to spend all my money." I laughed. "True. I will change and fix dinner for us. What do you want?" He asked. Giggling I answered back just like he did when I asked him, "I do not care." Smiling he replied, "Ok." With dinner over and my sexual appetite taken care of again, we watched some TV and then went to bed. This time I slept really well knowing I had found a way to satisfy my needs while making it seem like my brother was doing it to me. I used this method many times over the next month or so. I would change out his underwear from time to time to make sure he did not notice he had a pair missing. I also loved smelling his scent on them and every once in a while I found a pair he had cum in which really gave me something to think about. Things were going well until I was doing my laundry one day and noticed a pair of my favorite panties were missing. They were not just my favorite panties they were also my lucky panties. I always got more in tips when I wore them than I did wearing any other pair. I was desperate to find them. I went back to the washer and dryer and nothing there. My hamper was empty so that was not where they were. I had one load of clothes left to do so piece by piece I looked through them, shaking them all out hoping my panties would magically appear. I looked under my bed all over the floor in the bathroom and still came up dry. There was only one place left, Kevin's room. It was Monday and since I worked all week I was off but Kevin had to work so I was alone all day. This gave me the chance to look in his room to see if he took them. I looked through his dirty clothes. I looked under his bed and between his mattresses. I looked in his closet and in his drawers. I was just about to give up when I scanned around the room for any place I had not looked. "Could it be? Nahhhhh, surly not. Really?" I began to wonder as I made it back to his bed. I lifted up his pillow and 'BINGO' my panties. With a big sigh of relief I picked them up wondering why he had my panties. I knew I had a pair of his underwear but I used them while thinking about him fucking me. Could he be wearing them? I thought back to when he masturbated while watching gay porn. Is he gay? I questioned. I opened them up to see if he had stretched them out by wearing them. He was bigger than I was but I think my panties would still fit him if stretched out a bit. "I will kill him if he stretched out my favorite panties." I thought out loud. When I opened them up to check they stuck together at the crotch. "Kevin came in my panties!" I yelped out loud. Hearing myself say that instantly got me hot and horny. I wondered if he had cum in them thinking he was cumming in my pussy or if he came in them just because they were panties? I was stuck. If I take them he will know that I was in his room and that I knew he came in my panties. Then again, I wondered if he know I was using his underwear to masturbate with? Leave them and loose my favorite panties, take them and hope he would not say anything, or replace them with clean panties and hope he did not notice. That was my option. The longer I stood there thinking about his cum in my panties the more excited I got, until finally I stuck the crotch up to my nose and took a strong whiff. I almost exploded right there in his room. First things first I thought. I have got to cum. I set up my pillow fucking Kevin and took off my clothes to masturbate properly. Like normal I mounted Kevin and began to ride him like a dog, grinding my pussy into his cock and balls. I grabbed my panties and opened them up looking closely at the cum inside. I put them to my nose and took a deep breath. "Yes! OH FUCK ME KEVIN!" I yelled as my pounding to the pillow increased. I took another whiff and again yelled out, "Stick that cock of yours deep inside your sister's pussy!" This was the first time I had thought of him being my brother while he fucked me and that along was almost enough to take me over the edge. One more strong whiff might be all I needed. Taking that deep breath I said out loud, "Kevin fuck your baby sister hard! Make me cum all over your big dick! Right there Baby! Here it cums! I am going to cum all over my big brother's cock and balls!" With that and breathing heavily into my cum covered panties I exploded with a more juicy cum than ever before. When my breathing and heartbeat returned to normal I took my panties, his underwear, and the towels and pillow case along with other clothes to the washer and got them started. I made up my mind. I was keeping my lucky panties but would put a clean pair in their place under his pillow and hope for the best. I finished the laundry and made dinner as it was my week for that. I also cleaned the house and got everything back in place. I just hoped he would not be too mad. Better yet would be if he noticed and wanted to fuck me and not my panties but I was not going to hold my breath. He was a big brother and was going to protect me from perverts when in fact I wanted him to be one himself. I stayed up late with him watching TV after dinner hoping he would not see the clean panties I left for him until I was in bed. I had told him I had to work the late shift and would be sleeping late and would be home very late the next night. This was not all that unusual because of where I worked. I am pretty sure he noticed the panties when he looked under his pillow but I was in bed and was sure he was not going to wake me up to see why I was in his room. The next day I stayed in bed until I was sure he had left for work. I got up and looked around noticing there was no note or any evidence he was upset. I was really curious if he had cum in the panties so I went into his room and looked under the pillow. The panties were there but were not folded like I had left them. I opened them up but did not see any cum. That really did not mean much as we were up late and he had to get up early for work so probably did not cum at all anyway. I put them back and left his room like he had it. I put on my clean lucky panties and my uniform and went to work. That night I made almost $250 in tips alone which was an exceptional night especially since it was a Tuesday and not a weekend. I will say it was because of my panties. That partly could have been true because the panties were really comfy so I felt better and more relaxed therefore I was better with my customers and even flirted more with them. This alone could make me get better tips. I guess we will never know. I got home about one in the morning to find Kevin in bed asleep. This was good. The next morning I again slept late because of working so late the night before. He was up and gone before I was out of bed. Again I checked my panties and again I found then folded differently but still with no cum inside. This did surprise me because he had plenty of alone time to masturbate and shoot cum into my panties. I was a little concerned that something might be going on but I wasn't worried yet. I went to work and was off in time to get home to fix dinner. I walked inside and Kevin greeted me but not with the same manner as before I switched panties on him. We ate dinner pretty much in silence chatting a little about work and how things were going. I went and showered and headed back out to watch some TV before bedtime. I figured if things were going to be said it would be now. I was right because as soon as I sat down to watch TV Kevin said, "So?" His single word question took me by surprise and I returned with, "So what?" "So, why?" He then added. This was going to be a long night if he simply added one word each time he spoke. "Why what?" I then questioned. Finally, he added more words but then I might had wished he had not because he said, "So, why did you switch panties?" We had always been honest with each other and I was not going to change that now, so I answered, "They are my favorite panties, and even more, they are my lucky panties." I did know better than to give more to an answer than was required so was not going to add that he had no right taking them in the first place and even less right cumming in them. "Oh." He simply said. I was hoping this would not be the end of the conversation. I still wanted him to fuck me and at the time it was the only way I saw it happening. We sat and watched TV a while and when he made no additional comments about the panties I had to think of something quick to get the conversation going again. "Kevin. Can I ask you something personal?" I quietly asked. "You can ask but I might not answer." He then replied. "A couple of the girls and I were talking at work about guys. Guys being gay that is. One of them said that if a guy does not go out with girls then he is gay. I said that just because a guy does not go out with girls he is not gay and that it could be he just does not trust them or that he does not have time for them. The other girl said that any guy that was interested in looking at two guys fucking instead of a girl and a guy fucking then would make him gay. I told them I thought that a guy watching two guys fucking could be that he just liked to see it and might not want to do it himself. So what do you think?" I asked. "I...Um...Well...Why ask me?" He wondered. "Cause you are a guy." I began saying before switching to another line of questioning. "Let me go about it this way. Have you ever done anything with another guy?" Kevin blushed and said, "Well, when I was just a kid. I think I was 10 or 11 years old. Me and this other guy took off our clothes and we touched each other until we got hard. We never came and we never sucked each other. So would that make me gay?" He then asked. "So is that all you ever did with a guy? Nothing when you got older?" I then asked. "No! Nothing!" He yelped. This conversation was not getting me where I wanted to go but at least we were talking about sex. Before I could ask another question he asked me, "Have you had anything to do with another girl?" "No. Matter of fact I have only had sex with one guy, Mark." I explained. Now with that out of the way, I went one step further and asked, "Have you ever seen two guys having sex?" He then became very defensive and I began to worry if I had gone too far too fast. "You found my gay porn video when you went through my room, didn't you?" It was my turn to blush and stumble my way out of the corner I was in. "Go through your room? What are you talking about?" I asked. "You know good and well what I am talking about. My underwear? I know you have been taking a different pair from time to time. What were you doing with them anyway?" He asked. Now I was stuck. He knew and there was no way I could lie my way out of it. I figured it was now or never to get it all out in the open. Or, at least most of it. I began by telling him I did not find his gay porn, which was true. I really did not have a clue where he had it hidden, but I did not tell him I had seen him watching it as he jacked off. I did tell him I had taken his underwear and had used them to masturbate with. I told him I had missed the panties and that I really wanted them back because they were my favorite lucky panties and was not because I did not want him to have them. I did tell him I had made $250 in tips the night I wore them which seemed to make him happy. We talked for the next two hours about masturbation, feelings, sex, and other interesting topics. I watched as his cock got big and shrank. The more we talked the wetter I got. The wetter I got the more I wanted to push him over, pull his clothes off of him, and shove his cock into my pussy. Finally, I could take it no longer, so I asked, "When you came in my panties were you imagining that you were cumming in my pussy?" He got beet red and with nowhere to turn he had to answer. "Yeah. I guess so." But before I could say anything or even before he could take breath he added, "But, it was only a fantasy. I would never do such a thing. I promise." Well that was a disappointing answer, for sure. Now I had to not only get Kevin to become interested in my body I also had to make him believe it was ok with me and that I really did want it to happen. This was going to take some effort. "When we were young didn't you ever want to touch my privates? Or at least look at them? I mean little boys are always horny and want to play with a girl's privates no matter who the girl is." I probed. Again he turned red before answering. "When I was only 13 I had just began to shoot my cum and I got to see you by accident in the bathtub. I got to see your little eight year old hairless private area and I got an instant hard-on. I was so horny I ran to my room and jacked off. It only took me 30 seconds to cum. I have used that one glimpse of you little hairless pussy many times to jack off with. So when I found you were taking my underwear I thought I would get a pair of your panties. I started out just touching them then I began to rub my cock with them and before I knew it I had shot the crotch full of cum." I was running out of ideas on how to get him to fuck my pussy. I could either come right out and ask him to fuck me, I could just let this whole thing pass and hope for the best later, or I could continue to try to persuade him to have sex with me. We continued to talk about sex and what our future plans were. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter as my attention had turned to his crotch area. My hand dropped to my pussy and rubbed it making it appear I had an itch or was adjusting my panties. When I did his eyes quickly went to watch what I was doing and the bulge in his shorts once again got big. I had made a decision to see what I could get him to do. "Kevin. Would...you...like...I mean...I need to...well...take care of...um myself. Would you like to...well...watch how I use your underwear?" I offered in hopes to get things started. I could feel my face getting red from being embarrassed about asking such a thing but I just had to do something. I watched as he was adjusting his cock as I assumed it had grown quite quickly. After a 30 second pause with no response, I stood up taking him by the hand. I pulled him to his feet and found him not giving any resistance. His cock was sticking out in front and once again I wondered if his fat man stick was going to even fit inside my small pussy hole. I walked him to my bedroom in silence. I had him sit in a chair as I got my Kevin pillow set up. From time to time I could see he was touching and adjusting his penis and his shorts. When it was all ready I removed my shirt, shorts, and panties. This was now the first time since we were kids that he had seen me naked. My 34C breasts big but firm on my small frame, and my normal 28" waist just above my perfectly shaved pussy that had tightly closed pussy lips were just some of my best features. As for the rest of my looks they were slightly above average with my long light brown hair that was pulled back into a nice pony tail and my hazel eyes were things that made me look younger than I was. I could tell Kevin was now very interested in what he was seeing. "Why don't you take your shorts off to get more comfortable while you watch." I suggested. Kevin stood up dropping his shorts to the floor releasing his super hard, super long, super fat, super sexy cock and balls. I gasped as I got to see his member up close and in person. "You sure do have a nice body, Kevin." I commented. "Thanks...So...Do...You..." He replied. I had him stand beside the bed as I climbed onto the pillow containing his underwear holding up the dildo. I slowly lowered myself onto his fake cock as I was still imagining it was his dick that I was letting into my hole. I loudly moaned as I felt it slide over my sensitive clit. I turned my head so I could see my brother's body as I humped his imaginary dick. I began to fuck the dildo and in no time I was pounding the pillow with love and excitement. I was close to exploding with a flood of cum along with a exceptionally hard orgasm. I continued to look at my brother as he began to stroke his dick. I wanted to cum. I wanted Kevin to cum. I wanted to watch him shoot his cum from his hard cock. Most of all I wanted my brother to cum inside my wet pussy before I had an orgasm. "Kevin." I moaned. "Fuck my wet pussy. Please." I begged. "Please." I moaned as I grabbed at his hand. He reached out so that our hands touched to where I could take hold. I pulled on his hand pulling him closer to where I was laying. His cock sticking right at my face and without hesitation I opened my mouth and moved my head closer to his body taking his full length deep down my throat. I began to suck his cock while still pounding the dildo and pillow. "Kelly! Where...did...you...learn...to...suck...cock...like...this? Fuck you are good." Kevin began to loudly moan. "I am about to cum!" He then added. "NO!" I thought to myself. "Not in my mouth." I again thought. Not that I did not want to suck his cock and drink his cum at some point but right now I wanted his dick and cum inside my pussy. I pulled my head back removing his cock from my mouth. I then rolled over ripping the dildo from my cunt. I threw the pillow, underwear, and dildo on the floor to get it out of the way. I then reached out and pulled Kevin to the bed while I spread my legs. "Fuck me!" I demanded. I was not going to take 'No' for an answer. "Fuck me now!" I sternly repeated. With Kevin's hard cock leading the way he got between my legs. He lowered his body until the tip of his penis was touching my pussy lips. I began to shiver as his penis head was easily making its was inside my lips. I reached around his firm muscular body, grabbing his ass with my hands. I pulled him into me and with his help his big fat cock pushed its way into my hot pussy hole. Being as wet as I was probably made the difference in being able to get his massive man meat inside me or not. It was tight but with some force and a little pumping he was able to get inside without much pain. "Oh! Yes! You feel so good inside me!" I loudly moaned. "Your pussy is so hot and tight! I am not sure how long I can last!" Kevin said. I began to push up while pulling down on his butt. He took the hint and began to fuck me hard and fast right from the start. I met his downward thrusts with my upward pushing causing very loud skin slapping fuck sounds. His fat cock pumping in and out of my soggy pussy was now making loud wet suction sucking sound as my pussy was being fucked by my older brother. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! You are good. Fuck my pussy!" I yelped out loud. The moaning, groaning, fucking noises, and dirty talk continued for only five more minutes before I exploded with an orgasm so hard and wet that I flooded Kevin's cock, my pussy, our butt cracks, and the bed. The hot wet liquid caused Kevin to explode with a cum shot that I did not believe was possible. He continued to pound my cunt even after his balls were emptied. This extended pounding caused a second round of orgasms to take over my body. Both of us were out of breath as we began to slow our fucking motions. Now that our breathing was under control we began to kiss. The kiss quickly turned to a hot passionate French kiss. Our eyes looking closely into each other as we tried to read each other's thoughts. Eventually our kiss broke but his cock still remained inside my body even when it was completely limp. He rolled off to my side but still leaving his limp dick inside my cum filled hole. We kissed one more time and instantly fell asleep in my bed in each other's arms. Sometime during the night Kevin got up and went to his own bed. I was hoping it was because he had to get up and go to work the next morning and was not because he felt bad for what he had done. I knew I was taking a chance on how he was going to handle the situation but was hoping it would turn out in the end. The morning was met with two half sleepy people trying to get something to eat before they rushed out to another long day at work. There was not much communication between us but then on the plus side he did not ignore me either. We dressed and since we both had to leave at the same time we were at the front door together. "Thanks for last night." I sweetly said. I then gave him a gentle kiss on the lips before walking out the door. "Can we talk tonight?" He then said as he too left the house. "Ok." I replied with a concerned tone. I was worried all day about what he wanted to tell me. I was afraid he was going to tell me to get my own place or that we should never do that again. I did not want him to even think it was his fault. It was all my idea and that was the main thing I wanted him to understand. I did not do it just for sex either. I forced myself on him because I cared and loved him not only as a brother but as a special person. I know at the beginning it might not have been so loving but ever since I sniffed Kevin's cum in my panties my love for him had been growing. That evening I was home and working on dinner before he showed up. I wanted him to feel loved and cared for so I tried to make everything just right. I also was scared he was going to tell me something bad. My heart started pounding out of my chest when I heard him come in the front door. "Hi Kevin. How was your day at work?" I asked. "It was alright." He quietly replied. "Dinner will be ready pretty soon." I told him. "Can we talk before dinner?" He asked. I told him we could so I got the stove under control and we went into the living room to talk. I was petrified that what he was going to say was something I was not going to want to hear. If it had been something good then he would have had another attitude and happier. We sat down and what seemed like an eternity passed before he spoke. "I guess what I have to say should have been said a long time ago but either did not have the nerve or thought it was just not the right time for you to know." Kevin began saying. All I could think of was he was gay and was just not interested in women. I guess that would have been better than being kicked out of the house because we had sex and being brother and sister. He let that all sink in before he made his next comment. "Mom and Dad loved you very much and before they died they made me promise to take care of you no matter what. You probably did not know it but you were Dad's favorite. He loved me too but he really worried and cared for you more than he did me. I guess maybe because I was a guy or maybe because I was older. I do not know and do not care. I too care for you and love you very much as a sister. I did promise them that no matter what I would see that you were always loved and cared for." He was explaining. Just hearing that Dad loved me that much brought tears to my eyes. I never knew he cared so much. I guess that was why he was so against me getting married so young. I was almost to the point of crying when Kevin continued talking. "Up until last night I thought I had everything under control. You had a place to live. You seemed to be happy and we both kept busy working and we both were doing fine financially. Then last night you asked the question, 'When we were young didn't you ever want to touch my privates?' Well I answered correctly but I left out some stuff, kind of." He was saying when I interrupted him. "What do you mean you left out some stuff?" I probed. "Well it is not that I left out anything but you did not ask the right question to get the whole story. You should have asked if I still wanted to touch your privates. Then the answer would have been harder for me to say but you would have got more of the story." He explained. "Well then answer now. Do you want to still touch my privates?" I questioned. He gave me an evil look and said, "Let me finish what I was saying first." He then took a deep long breath and continued. "Like I was saying. I promised Mom and Dad I would see that you were always loved, cared for, and protected. I had not been out on a date or with a girl because I was not sure I could ever trust one again. I am someone that cannot just have sex to have sex. I have to truly be in love with a girl for it to happen. There have been several women that wanted me to fuck them to make them feel better but not because they wanted to show me they loved me and never once did one want me to do it to them to show I loved them. I know this is getting confusing but if you think about it then it will make sense. I cannot just have sex to have sex. I have to be in love to have sex. So, that is why, I have not been with another woman since I got divorced. When you moved in the thoughts of your naked body being close by brought back those little boy thoughts of when I saw you in the tub. I fought those thoughts knowing they were wrong especially me being as old as I am now. With the promise I made to Mom and Dad, I could not make myself think of you naked, masturbating, or even having sex with another guy. I was working as hard as I could to keep my promise to our parents. I had tried everything. I tried just jacking off thinking about other girls. I tried jacking off thinking about other couples having sex. I even tried watching videos of two girls having sex and once I watched a couple having sex. I masturbated while looking at pictures of girls and when all those things failed I began thinking of guys bodies and two guys having sex. No matter what I looked at or thought about I could only picture your body as I came. It was a month or so ago when I got a gay porn video and watched it. I stoked my shaft as the one guy fucked the other guy's ass and just before he shot his load I blasted a huge cum shot of my own. The problem was that in my mind it was not two guys fucking. It was me fucking you. It is like no matter what I tried every thought went back to you, your body, your pussy, and the love and care I have for you. I just feel like I have let our parents down because of last night. So you asked, 'Do you want to still touch my privates?' Well, the answer is yes and no. I do, but cannot do so thinking it is just for sex. I have to truly love and care for someone and that is still the case. I cannot make love to you then treat you like just anyone. I love you more than anything and would never hurt you. I made a promise and I plan to keep it." At this point I just knew he was going to tell me we would never be able to make love again and I began to worry. He took a pause and I am not sure if he was trying to think of what to say next or if he was worried about how I was going to take his next comment. I sat and waited and finally he continued. "Do you think we can continue to live together in the same house and me keep my promise? You know that I would see that you were always loved, cared for, and protected?" He asked. "Why not?" I simply stated. "I know you love me, sex or no sex. You have no problem caring for me and I do not think you ever would, even if we slept together. Then about protecting me? What better way to protect me than to be with me, love me, and see that I was never interested in another man again? I love you Kevin! I have for a long time and it has only gotten stronger the past few weeks. I think you feel the same way as I do. As in your promise, I think you more than kept it. You have done everything you promised Mom and Dad. It was me that took you to bed. It was me that enticed you to have sex with me. It was me that...um...started taking birth control pills a couple months ago to get ready for last night. And, it was me that planed this whole thing out because I was in love with your body and then fell deeply in love with you. If anyone broke their promise or was a bad person it was me and not you." I explained in detail. "I love you too, Kelly. I do want to make you happy and if you feel that strongly about things then I think us being together as a couple would be the best thing for us both. I am not sure what Mom and Dad would say but I do think they would be happy that we are both happy and are willing to take care of each other like we are." Kevin stated. There was not much else to say. I reached up with a big smile and kissed him on the mouth. I was truly hoping he was going to put that brotherly stuff away and kiss me back like his new girlfriend. I knew my wish was coming true when I felt his tongue knocking at my lips to come in to play. I let it in and we had a passionately hot French kiss for several minutes. There was no sexual contact other than kissing which was nice. This proved that what we had and was doing was out of love and not simply sexual lust. The kiss finally ended to which I asked him if he was hungry now. He was starved and we went in and ate a meal together like a boyfriend and girlfriend and not a brother and sister. We worked together to clean the kitchen before we sat and watched TV together holding each other in our arms. There was still not sexual touching but we did not need that right then we only needed to know that we loved and cared deeply for each other. When we finished TV watching we bashfully took a shower together then headed off to bed. Standing naked in the hall I looked at Kevin and asked, "Which bedroom?" He looked at me and taking me by my hand he led me to our parents old bedroom. I was a little uneasy with the choice until he said that we were now the head couple of the house and that we should have the master bedroom with the master bath. He also said we would move all our stuff in that weekend and that we would rework the whole house to make it our house and not the house we grew up in. That night we made hot passionate love to each other and not just steamy sex. We slept all night in the same bed for the first time, waking up the next morning in each other's arms. We were now a special couple that had to be kept secret from the world. That was alright with me. I was happy with Kevin and Kevin was happy with me. Most importantly we were both happy being together which made for a happy house. Just as Kevin promised, we reworked the entire house making it our house and not the house we had grown up in. We lived together as "husband and wife" for many many happy years. It was just a lucky thing that neither one of us had any children with our previous marriage and there was no one that bothered us about how me made our choice. We were happy and that was all that mattered. The End