“Oh my god, just wait until you see him. He’s super hot. He’s so hot that even Quinn would find him attractive,” my college roommate and best friend Olivia said to our group of friends before looking over at me.
“C’mon, I’m not as picky as you make it sound,” I responded.
My friend group gathered at the local arcade right before they closed because Olivia demanded that we check out her newest crush. Apparently, she saw him working here a few weeks ago when she came with her family. Since then, she couldn’t go one day without talking about him even though she didn’t even know his name. We all told her that she was crazy for being so head over heels for a guy she never talked to before, but that was Olivia. She even started to regularly visit the arcade, which was why we were all told to suddenly meet here.
“Yeah right, Quinn. You’ve been at college for 2 years now. How many guys have you gone on dates with? How many cute guys did you shoot down?” my best friend asked me.
“I’m sorry, am I supposed to say yes to any lame-ass guy who approaches me? Is it so wrong to have standards?” I replied hotly, annoyed that we were once again having this conversation.
“Your standards are going to turn you into a lifelong virgin,” she said while giggling.
My quick temper got the better of me and I punched her arm lightly while exclaiming, “I am not!”
If only she knew the truth. I was far from being a virgin. In high school, I was pretty open with my sexuality. I fucked quite a few guys and gave more blowjobs than I cared to count. While I had no trouble getting laid, I had the worst luck with it came to love. Several times a guy I really liked would give me attention only to find out he just wanted to fuck me cause he knew I would. It honestly really sucked, and by the end of high school, I was pretty depressed.
When I went to Wheaton College, I decided that I was going to be a completely different type of girl. I wasn’t going to mindlessly flirt with every guy and gain yet another reputation. I’d only sleep with guys who I was really into and after I made sure they were really into me as well. Unfortunately, most of the guys at school who approached me didn’t impress me or give me butterflies. The guys I did like couldn’t be bothered to even glance in my direction. My friends had no idea, but I was constantly horny from this dry spell. I wanted to be with a guy I liked, but it seemed impossible.
The other girls in our college friend group quickly tried to calm us both down since they knew how often we got into it when Olivia quickly changed topics by saying, “Let’s go over here. He was working that area last time I saw him!”
Without waiting for any kind of confirmation, she briskly walked away and the rest of us practically had to run after her to keep up. I had a gut feeling that this guy was going to be shockingly average and nothing special, but I tried to keep it to myself. Olivia had a new crush seemingly every few weeks, but when she was obsessed, it was best to be supportive.
Suddenly she stopped and ducked behind one of the arcade machines. The rest of us acted like we were on a spy mission or something, and quickly hid behind her so we wouldn’t be seen. Part of me wondered how ridiculous we all looked, but it was fun to play along. We all gathered right around Olivia and peered around the corner.
“Look! There he is! Isn’t he the hottest guy like, ever? He’s so hot that if I was with him, I wouldn’t even need a jacket outside,” I heard Olivia whisper to us.
I sucked in my breath, but for a completely different reason. No way. Was that…fucking Nate? My older brother Nate? My eyes widened in surprise and I pulled my head back so I was completely hidden behind one of the machines. What the hell was he doing here?
He graduated from college last spring and was living at home while looking for a job. It was now November and he still hadn’t found anything. He said he was going to get a part-time job while he looked for something permanent, but he never mentioned it was at the arcade. Of all the people for Olivia to get a crush on, it had to be him. It almost made me sick. Yuck.
I looked back to my friend group and saw that Olivia was giggling like a schoolgirl while talking about how awesome he was. Part of me wanted to shake her and tell her that he was my brother and she should totally not be interested in him. However, knowing how obsessive she was, if she found out he was my brother, she would endlessly bug me to set them up. I didn’t think I could deal with the 500 texts a day asking about him. While my friends knew I had a brother, they fortunately didn’t know it was him.
“Ok, ok, let’s start off with something simple. I’ll walk by him and see if he notices me,” Olivia excitedly said.
All the other girls nodded in agreement but I was unconvinced and said, “Really? That’s your plan? Instead, you could…I don’t know, just walk up to him and say ‘hi’ or something?”
Olivia looked at me with a hurt look on her face before she continued, “Are you crazy? You want me to make the first move? Don’t you know how this works? Guys need to make the first move and chase us. Otherwise, they get bored. Duh?”
I couldn’t help but roll my eyes, but Olivia had already moved on and said, “Ok, you all stay here and watch except for Quinn. You need to come with me so I don’t look like a desperate slut or anything.”
Once she finished talking, she pulled the sweater she was wearing over her head and revealed a sexy top that would’ve been way too skimpy to wear outside in the brisk weather. She was blessed with big boobs and they were extremely noticeable in her top. There was no way a guy wouldn’t steal a glance at her. Knowing how perverted my brother was, I was sure he would do more than simply glance.
“C’mon Quinn, take your hoodie off and let’s go already before he leaves,” she said to me.
I sighed and couldn’t believe I agreed to do this. She didn’t want to be the only girl who was dressed to impress, so she convinced me to look sexy as well. Initially, I didn’t mind since I liked wearing skimpy clothes and getting stares from guys. Now that I knew that her crush was Nate, I regretted everything.
I reluctantly pulled off my hoodie and revealed my own sexy top. It was a lacey, spaghetti strap top that had a plunging neckline down to the middle of my breasts. There was so little material covering my chest that my perky C-cup breasts were half exposed. The top closely clung to my body and had built-in pads at the bust so I didn’t need to wear a bra too. The top was also slightly cropped, so part of my thin waist and flat, toned stomach was naked as well.
Since it was so cold out, I couldn’t pair my sexy top with a cute skirt or anything. I opted instead to wear a pair of jeans, but they were so tight, that they wonderfully showed off my curves. While I was fairly thin and petite, my years of playing golf sculpted my legs to be more muscular than most other girls and were well highlighted by the denim of the jeans. It wasn’t just my thighs that stretched my jeans out, but my ass too. Between having lucky genetics and being a bit of a gym rat, I had an incredibly large ass that was both round and well-toned. Olivia lucked out with her breasts, but she couldn’t compete with my big butt.
Handing my hoodie to a friend, Olivia grabbed my arm, pulled me towards her, and soon we were walking towards my brother. My heart was pounding in my chest and I really hoped that my brother wouldn’t notice us. Please, please don’t look. All of my hopes were quickly dashed. We tried to act natural, but I saw my brother’s face turn to look at Olivia. I saw his eyes check her out and it made me almost want to barf. Soon his eyes moved to me and when ours met, his widened in shock. Instead of him just giving us a quick look, he was now staring at us dumbfounded as we walked past him. Well, shit.
We turned and looped back around to meet up with the rest of our friends and the whole time I felt almost sick. Once back together with everyone, Olivia practically screamed with excitement as she lightly jumped up and down. Sometimes I wondered how we could be such good friends since we were so different.
“He totally checked me out! Not only that, but he couldn’t stop staring at me. Yo, your girl here is apparently smokin’ hot,” she said and then laughed with the other girls.
He checked her out, sure, but he only stared cause of me. I could have told her, but I didn’t want to burst the happy bubble that she was in. Hanging off the side of the group, I pulled my phone out of my pocket. I needed to yell at my brother.
‘What the hell are you doing working at the arcade? Why didn’t you tell me?!’ I quickly typed out.
Within just a few seconds I saw him typing a response and soon read his message back, ‘So that was you. I thought I was hallucinating or something. So…uhh…who’s your friend?’
A flash of anger heated up my body and I quickly typed out, ‘DON’T YOU DARE.’
‘What?’
‘You know what. And btw, act like you have no idea who I am.’
‘Wait, why?’
‘Just do it, ok? I’ll explain everything when we go home later.’
I sighed heavily and was waiting for my brother’s response when I heard Olivia yell at me, “What’s going on Quinn? You’ve been staring at that damn phone of yours. Aren’t you excited?”
“Oh…yeah. He sure is… something,” I said with a forced smile, unable to bring myself to call him cute or hot or whatever.
“Ok, so here is the next step in my plan. Quinn and I are going to go play one of the claw games near him that has a cute stuffed animal. We’re going to act frustrated like we can’t win it and see if he comes to help. You guys just stay here and watch, yeah?’ Olivia said to the group.
Without waiting for any sort of response from me, she grabbed my arm again and I muttered ‘ow ow’ as I was dragged over to the row of claw machines. She found one with a cute stuffed animal inside and I saw her eyes light up. She looked over her shoulder and my eyes followed hers and spotted my brother nearby. Nate, I swear to god, you better not come over here or I swear I’ll kill you.
She quickly refocused on the game and swiped her game card for a claw attempt. Over, down, and the claw came up empty. She swiped again, and the stuffed animal barely moved. After a third try, she turned to me and acted so sad and frustrated. It took every ounce of willpower I had to not roll my eyes at her. She tried a fourth time, and after yet another failure, she turned around, leaned her back against the machine, and cried out in frustration.
I looked at her incredulously when I heard a deep voice nearby say, “Need some help?”
I quickly turned my head and saw Nate towering over us. My eyes narrowed and I wanted to kick him so badly, but I knew Olivia would kill me. Instead, I looked at him with a gaze that screamed ‘what did I just fucking tell you?’ He seemed to completely ignore me and was giving my best friend a charming smile. I tried to quickly think of something to separate them, but my mind was coming up blank.
“This game is just sooo hard and I don’t have a handsome boyfriend to help me,” she said while trying to look pitiful.
I figured my brother wouldn’t fall for something so obvious, but I was shocked when I heard him reply, “Oh, really? I guess I need to step up and help then. Can’t let a cute girl leave without a cute stuffed animal.”
Oh yeah, he was totally going to die the moment we get home.
They continued to stare at each other for a few moments without talking before he moved closer to the machine and said, “Here, let me try.”
We both stepped to the side, but Olivia stood so close to him that her bare arm was practically rubbing against his. He swiped her card and moved the crane. With just a single attempt, the claw picked up the animal and dropped it down the prize shoot. I heard her squeal in pleasure and wrapped her arms around his thick arm and hugged him. Of course, she couldn’t resist pressing her large breasts against him while she did so too.
He handed her the prize and she immediately took it, and pressed it against her chest in a hug before she said, “Thank you so much! It’s so nice having a big, strong man around. I’m Olivia by the way.”
“I’m Nate, and you’re very welcome. I have a feeling I could help you more in the future. Why don’t you give me your number and I can text you when I’m free,” he said with his devilishly handsome smile.
This time, I couldn’t hold back my anger. My leg swiftly moved and kicked the side of his leg, but it felt like I kicked a brick wall instead. He didn’t even acknowledge it while he took out his phone and entered the numbers that Olivia was rattling off. I felt like I was losing my mind. How was this happening? There was no way I would allow the two of them to date.
“I look forward to hearing from you,” Olivia said while smiling shyly before she grabbed my arm and started to walk away.
I glared at my brother before I turned my head to look at my roommate as we walked back to our group of friends. Once we were out of eyesight, I saw her excitedly hop up and down before hugging me. Our other friends soon gathered around and she told them that he asked for her number. Soon enough, they were all screaming together in excitement. Everyone except me anyway.
“Quinn, you saw him up close. Is he as hot as Olivia says?” one of our friends turned and asked me.
I cleared my throat before saying, “Well…uhhh….”
Olivia interrupted and said, “Of course he is! He even ticks all of Quinn’s impossible boxes.”
“I…I don’t know about that,” I said hesitantly.
“Oh please. Let’s go through all the excuses you usually give for not liking a guy. Number one, they don’t have a charming smile. His smile is brighter than the lights on these games!”
I don’t know if I completely agreed, but she had a point. Nate definitely had an award-winning smile. I saw him use it so many times to get out of a punishment or to flirt with girls at stores. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I couldn’t help but smile whenever I saw him smile. Damn that boy. His natural charisma was insane.
“Number two, he isn’t tall enough. Did you see him? He was at least 6 feet, maybe even taller!” Olivia continued.
She was right about that. My brother had a commanding presence to him. I wasn’t some tiny girl at 5’4″, but when I stood next to him, I felt quite small.
“Number three, he has skinny arms. Girl, did you see how muscular he was? His arms were as big as our legs! Hell, his chest was so muscular that he looked like he was going to pop the buttons off his polo!”
I never really thought of his physique before, but she wasn’t wrong. His arms were huge and while he wasn’t ripped or anything, I could clearly see bulky muscles under his shirt. The thought of touching an arm that muscular made me blush. I always wanted to date a guy who could easily pick me up and carry me off, and apparently, that happened to be my brother. Thinking more about it, sometimes when we would fight, he would pick me up like I weighed nothing to him and carry me around.
“Lastly, he probably has a small dick. Did you see how big he was? His cock is probably huuuge,” she said while giggling.
Most of the other girls blushed, but meanwhile, I reached out to punch Olivia again. She sadly moved too quickly and dodged it. I never said anything about liking big cocks, but it was a running joke that Olivia always made about me whenever she couldn’t figure out why I didn’t like a guy. As much as I acted upset, she was actually correct. One of the first guys I had sex with had a big dick and while I loved the sex, he was a huge asshole. Every guy I was with afterwards could never satisfy me like he could. Even the porn I watched had to have a guy who was hung. There was no way Nate had a huge dick, right?
“It’s your loss Q,” she called me by my nickname, “It seems like that hunk of a man is all for me.”
I stuck my tongue out at her in defiance as I grabbed my hoodie from one of my friends and put it back on. I don’t know why, but it was freezing inside the arcade. Our group was discussing what she should wear for their first date, but I was focused on trying to figure out how to convince my brother to not call or text her. Not only would it be hell if they started dating, but I didn’t like the idea of trying to explain why I acted like I didn’t know him to begin with.
“Alright girls, we should go since it looks like they are closing. You coming Q?” Olivia asked me as the group started to walk away, but my feet remained planted.
“Yeah…oh, actually. Hold on. I think I left something at the claw game earlier. You guys can go, I drove separately anyway,” I replied.
We waved goodbye and the moment they were out of eyesight, I walked deeper into the arcade to find my brother. Fortunately, the place was pretty empty and he was a big dude, so it didn’t take me too long to find him. Once my eyes locked onto him though, I felt my blood boil and I swear I saw red. I quickly walked up to him and punched him hard in the arm.
“Ow, damn Quinn, what the hell?” he said.
I slapped and kicked him and with each hit, I slowly stuttered out, “I told you no!”
He started to block my attacks and I stopped to collect myself when I heard him reply, “What’s your fucking problem?”
“You goddamn know what my fucking problem is you asshat,” I practically yelled at him.
I was slightly shaking from the amount of anger coursing through me and I tried to calm myself down. I knew that I sometimes got a little too heated. I unclenched my hands and closed my eyes for a moment while I took a deep breath. I opened my eyes and pulled my long blonde hair that fell in front of my face behind my ears. I felt calmer and more centered. When I looked back at him though, it was like my eyes noticed everything Olivia mentioned for the first time. My brother was sort of hot.
Not only was he incredibly tall, but he was built like a football star. His long sleeve polo uniform shirt was probably a size too small and tightly clung to his body. His shoulders were wide, strong, and stretched his shirt to its limits. His arms bulged out the sleeves, and his chest did the same to the front. Unlike a lot of other muscular guys, his legs looked just as thick as his upper body. On top of that, he had a handsome, clean-shaven face with a square jaw. He smiled at me and I instantly knew how all those other girls fell for him so easily.
I shook my head slightly to refocus my thoughts and I growled at him, “That damn smile of yours isn’t going to get you out of this!”
“Alright, alright, I’ll tell you what. I’m the only one closing up tonight and If you help me clean, I promise I won’t text her. Deal?”
Was he fucking serious? He was at least getting paid to do this and all I would get was a promise from him? I glared at him as menacingly as I could, and his face remained genuine. I felt my facade crumbling in front of him. Oh why not, helping him clean was better than him getting together with my best friend. This was super dumb, but what choice did I have?
“Fine! Fine. What do I need to do?” I eventually broke down and asked.
My brother smiled even wider as he walked up to me, put his arm around me, and walked us to the backroom. With dusters and disinfecting wipes now in hand, he showed me which areas I could help clean. For the most part we cleaned separately, and I wondered if he would keep his end of the bargain while I mindlessly wiped machines down.
Once I was finished, he asked if there were some machines I could help him clean. Some of the games were incredibly tall and hard to reach, even for Nate. I asked if we would need a ladder when he suddenly picked me up by my waist and hoisted me up. My eyes opened wide in surprise. What the hell?
Damn, how strong was he that he could hold me up like this so easily? I had a lot of mixed feelings about it because while I didn’t like how he caught me off guard, I secretly loved when someone else controlled my body. I liked feeling helpless, weak, and restrained by a much stronger guy. The only problem was that this guy was my older brother. It felt so wrong, but I couldn’t deny that he just turned me on.
After I got used to him holding me up, I reached out and wiped the top of the machine. Once I was done, he put me back down on the ground and I refused to look at him and hid my face. My heart was pounding and I knew my face had to be slightly flushed. There was no way I’d let him see me like that. After collecting myself, I asked him what else needed to be cleaned. He walked us to the last spot and my eyes lit up in excitement. No way!
In front of us was a dancing rhythm game that we used to play all the time growing up. You had to rapidly move your legs and feet to match the rhythm of a song while stepping in the same direction the game told you to. It had been so long since I had been to an arcade that I completely forgot all about it! We were both extremely good at it and we would often compete to see who could get the higher score. I was amazed that they still had it after all these years. I mean, shouldn’t they have gotten a newer version by now or something?
“As a thank you for helping me clean, I figured we could play for a bit,” I heard my brother say excitedly.
“Besides,” he continued, “it’s not like we would have to pay for it since I work here now.”
He swiped a card at the machine, stepped onto the platform, and waited for me to join him. With a wide smile on my face, I jumped onto the other platform and excitedly started to scroll through the list of songs. I found one of my favorites and immediately selected it. I didn’t care what song my brother wanted to dance to, we were totally doing this one.
I looked over at my brother and he was in the process of taking off his long sleeve shirt. He tossed it to the side and now he only had on a men’s tank that tightly clung to his muscular body. My jaw dropped slightly when I saw his practically naked torso. Holy shit. His body was incredible. I don’t think I had seen him shirtless since like high school. He was much, much scrawnier then.
The muscles that were bulging out of his shirt earlier now looked tantalizingly hard. They weren’t super defined like a bodybuilder or anything, but they were large and very noticeable. After seeing his arms, no wonder he was able to pick me up so easily. His chest also drew my eyes and I gazed in awe at how wide and thick it looked. His stomach was completely flat too and I could only assume he had some serious abs. He turned his body and I gulped when I saw his back. It was broad, solid, and gave his body a sexy upside-down triangle kind of look. No wonder Olivia was so obsessed with him.
When he looked over at me, I quickly averted my eyes and I felt my heart pound in my chest. What the hell was wrong with me? He wasn’t some random hot guy, he was my brother! My annoying, disgusting, loud, hot, muscular brother. Dammit! Ok, ok, this was nothing. I was super horny lately and I was simply attracted to his body, not him. I guess I really needed to get laid.
As the game loaded, he looked over at me and said, “Are you not going to take off your hoodie?”
“Huh? Why?” I asked back.
“Cause you’re probably gonna overheat in that hoodie after just one song.”
“Whatever, I’ll be fine,” I replied, but couldn’t stop thinking about how exposed our bodies would both be.
The song started to play and I put all my attention on the game instead of my brother. It was a little difficult getting back into the rhythm, but soon muscle memory kicked in and my feet started to move around quickly. I was lost in the dance and I felt carefree for the first time in what felt like forever.
Before I knew it, the song ended and while I won, I was left breathing incredibly hard. I was so hot that I felt beads of sweat roll down my face. Damn, he was right about the hoodie. I quickly grabbed my hoodie and pulled it off my body and tossed it to the side. I normally would have been wary of playing a game like this in such a revealing top, but it was just me and my dumb brother here.
I looked over at Nate to tell him that he could pick the next song when I saw his eyes quickly move away from my chest. Wait, was he really checking me out? When we were younger, I often caught him catching glimpses at my breasts and I always just chalked it up to him being a young, horny teenager. Did he find my body as attractive as I found his? I thought I would be more disgusted at the thought, but I actually felt flattered. I always enjoyed teasing guys, so why should my brother be any different? I was hyper-competitive anyway, so if I could distract him and win, all the better.
“Go ahead and pick whatever song you want, I’m totally going to beat you anyway,” I said confidently.
He smirked and after he chose a song, he said, “We’ll see about that.”
A few seconds later, the next song played and our bodies were rapidly moving to keep up with the pace. I swore I could feel his eyes staring at me and during some lulls of the song, I looked over and caught him staring at my chest or ass. Sadly, it didn’t give me much of an advantage because I got distracted by watching his muscles bulge and flex. Fuck, why was this so hard?
The song ended, and to my immense surprise, I lost. I heard him howl in victory and I stood there with my hands on my hips, breathing hard. I felt my chest heave up and down heavily as I glared at him. Celebrate now Nate, we’ll see who wins the next one. Without even asking him, I selected another song and we were soon at it again.
I won a round, then he won, and we kept going back and forth. The whole time we played we constantly stole glances at each other and I was surprised by how much fun I was having. It was like I was flirting, but it felt more safe and innocent. Besides, I rationalized to myself that there was nothing wrong with a little eye candy.
We agreed to play one final song to determine who would wipe down the machine before going home. I desperately wanted to win, but my legs were really tired. In the end, I barely lost. After doing a little bit of a celebratory dance of his own, we got off the platform and stood next to each other as we tried to catch our breath. It was then that I smelled his aroma. What the fuck, why did he smell so amazing? His body was covered in sweat like mine and I thought he would smell kind of nasty, but instead, I found myself loving his scent. His body was sexy enough, but why did he have to smell so damn good too?
He grabbed his uniform shirt and said, “Alright Quinn, once you finish wiping down the machine, you can meet me in the back room.”
I watched as he walked away and once he was out of sight, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes in an attempt to calm myself down. I don’t know what was wrong with me today, but I blamed Olivia. Her nonstop talking about my brother must have screwed with me. I just needed to get home, take a relaxing hot shower, and I was sure I would never think about this ever again.
Once I finished wiping down the machine, I grabbed my hoodie and walked to the back room. Overall, the room was pretty sparse. There was a small table and some chairs for people to sit down, and there were a half-dozen or so lockers lining both sides of the room. It almost sort of looked like a gym locker room at a school or something.
Nate was over by one of the lockers and I saw that he was looking at his phone. He was furiously typing and had an incredibly wide smile on his face. Oh, fuck no. I knew that face. That was the kind of face people made when they were texting someone that they liked. That fucking bastard had to be texting Olivia. I felt a sudden intense rage build up within me and I clenched my fists so hard that my arms were shaking.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I yelled at him while throwing my hoodie on the nearby table.
He looked up from his phone and seemed to play coy when he said, “Huh? What are you talking about?”
I scoffed in disbelief that he would so brazenly lie to me and I quickly walked over to him and said, “Oh yeah? Let me see your phone!”
I tried to grab the phone out of his hand, but he nimbly moved his phone out of reach and said, “Stop it! Quinn! It isn’t what you think!”
There was no way in hell I believed him cause otherwise, he’d just give me the damn phone. I started to get even more upset and I started to aggressively reach for his phone. Soon enough we were pushing and pulling each other as we wrestled for control over the phone. I was going to get that phone and when I saw that he was talking to Olivia, I was going to break it over his goddamn head.
There was a lull in our fight and he said, “Lay off, I’m not texting your friend, you idiot.”
“Oh yeah, sure,” I replied dismissing him and redoubled my efforts to grab the phone.
As short-tempered as I was, we haven’t physically fought and wrestled like this in a long time. He obviously used his height to his advantage, but it didn’t stop me from practically crawling on top of him in order to reach it. He tried to push me off and our bodies became intertwined as we fought for control. The phone eventually fell out of his hand to the floor, but before I could pick it up, he grabbed both of my arms and pinned me hard against the locker.
“Enough Quinn! Enough!” he angrily growled at me.
I tried to move, but his strength completely overwhelmed mine. I glared at him with fire in my eyes while I breathed heavily from the exertion. I thought of kicking him to get free, but there was no way I could get to the phone before he did. I was beaten and trapped. I squirmed under his grasp and started to feel hot. Not from anger or it being warm, but from arousal. As upset as I was, my body was responding very favorably to being overpowered like this. I tried to ignore it, but it was surprisingly hard.
“I’m telling you. I wasn’t,” he said between deep breaths.
My flash of anger started to subside and the more I looked into his eyes, the more I believed him. I was about to tell him to let me go when I saw his eyes glance down to my chest and become fixated. I followed his gaze and noticed that one of my breasts popped out of my shirt from our fight. I was mortified, yet not too terribly surprised since my top was very low cut and revealing after all. What surprised me was how focused he was staring at it.
“Holy shit Quinn, your boob looks amazing,” he said in a dazed state.
“Let go of me already you creep,” I muttered out but felt my heart begin to pound hard in my chest.
Suddenly, he released one of my arms and his hand went straight to my exposed breast where he squeezed it softly. A soft moan instinctively released from my mouth while I felt his strong hand squeeze my soft flesh. I moved my now free hand to his arm in an attempt to push him away, but he was so strong I wasn’t even able to budge him. This was so crazy and so wrong. This couldn’t happen. I needed to stop this. This was going too far.
“What are you doing? Stop it already,” I said softly, trying to repress another moan.
“I can’t believe how good it feels. It’s better than I even imagined,” he said as his hand continued to explore it before squeezing it even harder.
Wait, did he just say that he imagined about touching my breasts? My thoughts were interrupted when his hand grazed against my hard nipple and a slightly louder moan came out of my mouth. His face moved up to stare at me and I find myself lost in his chestnut-colored eyes. For a long moment, we just stared at each other. Did I really want him to stop?
His hand started to focus on my nipple and I felt him flick it a couple of times before pinching it softly. I loud moan came from my mouth and I felt my face contort in ecstasy as jolts of pleasure raced through my body. This was all wrong, but it felt so fucking good. My mind was split between wanting to escape and giving in to how horny I was. My body ached to be touched more and I felt my pussy get wetter by the second. I felt helpless, and the thought turned me on even more.
“You’re so fucking hot sis,” he said softly and I got lost staring into the fiery passion of his eyes.
His face started to move closer and closer to mine. No no no. Don’t do it, Nate. Please don’t. I…I won’t be able to resist. Oh god. His lips finally touched mine and for a moment, neither of us moved. Then in unison, our lips parted and we shared a light kiss. Fireworks were going off in my brain and I started to feel light-headed from the exhilaration. His lips tasted so soft and so sweet. He kissed me more passionately and my own lips followed suit. What started off as a light kiss was now intensely passionate as we became lost in a forbidden desire.
While we explored each other’s mouths, I felt him release my other arm and brought it down to my chest where he squeezed my other booth through my lace top. I knew I should’ve been fighting him and putting a stop to this, but it just felt too good. Instead, my hands went to his arms and I squeezed his huge muscles and marveled at how hard they felt. I couldn’t believe that of all people, my brother had the body of a guy I had previously only dreamed about.
He broke our kiss and leaned his head back. He had the look of someone crazy with lust and I was sure I looked similar. Both of his hands suddenly grabbed the middle of my top near my breasts and in one quick motion, he tightly jerked in opposite directions. Almost instantly, my top ripped in half and my upper body was now completely exposed. I let out a sharp gasp. Shit, he was so strong! He was completely dominating me and I loved it. I didn’t care he destroyed my top, at this point, I wanted him to rip all of my clothes off me.
Grabbing what was left of my top, he roughly pulled it off my shoulders and down my arm as it fell to the floor. He leaned forward, but instead of going for a kiss, he lowered his head to my perky C-cup breasts and immediately sucked on one of my hard nipples. I threw my head back against the locker with a thud and gasped loudly. His tongue started to flick my sensitive nub back and forth and I started to moan loudly while my hands clenched the hair on his head. My brother seemed to know exactly what he was doing and it was driving me crazy.
It wasn’t long before his head moved and his mouth switched to my other nipple. He slowly swirled his tongue around it before his mouth completely closed over it and he even bit down on it lightly. I yelped in pleasure and pushed his head deeper into my breast. My entire body started to shudder slightly from the jolts of pleasure that raced through my body.
Releasing my nipple, his mouth started to slowly kiss up my boob, my chest, and to the sensitive skin of my neck. As he sucked on it, I felt his hands move to my jeans where he quickly unbuttoned them and then slid his hand down to my bald and wet pussy. The moment his fingers touched my slit, I moaned loudly. His fingers slowly slid up and down the length of my slit and I felt my juices pour out and cover them. God, I was so fucking wet.
I felt a single finger slip in and I squinched my eyes in pleasure with a loud gasp. Soon, a second finger entered and my eyes widened from the sensation. My hands grabbed his broad shoulders and squeezed them firmly. I moaned deeply and felt my nails dig into his skin. His fingers were exploring inside me and my body shuddered as I felt them press against my pussy walls. How did he know exactly what to do with my body? Just how many other girls did he do this to?
He released the soft skin of my neck and leaned his head up to whisper to me, “You’re dripping wet sis.”
“Fuck you, Nate,” I said in between moans and slightly bucked my hips against his fingers.
He smiled at me before he pulled his body back and even pulled his fingers out of my wet tunnel. He grabbed his tight tank top, pulled it over his body, and revealed his impressive chest. His hands grabbed mine and he forcibly pressed them against his body. My fingers greedily squeezed his huge pecs before he lowered my hands to run along his incredible abs. I had dreams about exploring a body like this, but they were nothing like the real thing.
His hands left mine and started to undo his pants while I started to explore every nook and cranny of his abs. Once his pants fell away from his body, my hands froze and I stared in disbelief at his now revealed cock. It was fucking huge! Not only was it longer than most guys I had been with, but it seemed twice as thick. It had to be at least 7…no, 8 inches. With my hands hovering right above it, he seemed thicker than even my wrist! I looked up at him in complete shock and he gave me the look of someone who was now working completely off instinct.
Before I could even come to terms with his incredible size, he grabbed my body and turned me around. He pushed my body against the cool metal of the locker and I felt my hard nipples scrape against it. His hands went to the waist of my jeans where he tightly pulled them and my panties down to my knees and revealed my large, firm ass. His large hands immediately squeezed my firm cheeks and I moaned softly while my face was pressed up against the locker.
“Shit Quinn, your ass is insane too. You have a goddamn bubble butt! You’re so fucking hot,” I heard him say behind me.
As he explored my ass, I felt myself instinctively arch my back and push my ass closer to him. I spread my legs as wide as I could and it wasn’t long until his colossal cock pressed up between my firm ass cheeks. He pressed his body closer against my ass and we grinded against each other. His dick felt so big and hard that I wondered how something like that could even fit inside me.
His hands continued to explore my firm ass and even lightly slapped it a little bit. Before long, his dick slid below my ass and I felt his thick cock run along my wet slit. A small part of my brain still screamed that this was all wrong and I needed to leave, but I completely ignored it. My body wanted this so badly that all reason and logic was going out the window.
While we continued to grind against each other, I felt his cock-head press my pussy lips open and I groaned. For a moment, our bodies froze. It was like we finally realized how far this had gone and we both were trying to figure out how much farther we want this to go. I couldn’t tell if I pushed my ass back or if he pushed his dick forward, but his enormous cock-head pushed into my tight pussy. I moaned deeply and felt my eyes roll into the back of my head as his dick inched forward and stretched my pussy wider than I thought possible.
No words could describe how I felt. My legs were trembling with the sheer amount of pleasure coursing through me and his cock drove even deeper. My pussy struggled to accommodate him and multiple times he had to stop, pull back slightly, and push forward gently to allow time for my tunnel to stretch further. Multiple times I thought that this was it, he was too big and I couldn’t take any more. Yet, every time my pussy opened a little wider and more of his gigantic dick slipped inside.
After several minutes of him slowly working his cock into me, he gave a final push and I felt his pelvis press against my firm ass. I moaned loudly and my entire body shuddered at the thought that his massive tool was now completely buried inside me. My pussy walls gripped his dick like a vice. I never imagined something so big could fit inside me. I felt beyond stuffed.
Just when I thought I was getting used to him, he pulled his dick back until only his tip was still in me before he slowly pushed forward until he buried himself again. A long moan released from my mouth as he built a very slow and steady rhythm of driving in and out of me. Oh god. Oh fuck, this was really happening. My stud of a brother was actually fucking me. Shit, it felt so good. What was wrong with me? Why do I like this so much? How did this even happen?
“What are you doing to me?” I muttered between moans.
While my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, I felt Nate lean his upper body forward and gently rested his head against mine. My hands were pressed against the locker to either side of me and I felt his large hands cover mine. He interlocked his fingers with mine and when I turned my face, he leaned over and kissed me softly on the lips. As we exchanged a tender kiss, I felt him slightly speed up his thrusts. I was surprised by how gentle he was being with me. It was like I could feel how much he loved me and it made me realize how much I loved him too.
I felt a powerful orgasm start to swell up inside me from the endless waves of pleasure that was coursing through my body. I squeezed his fingers between mine, and broke the kiss to let out a series of loud moans. I felt myself pushing my ass back every time he thrust forward. He was hitting a spot so deep within me that I never felt during sex before. It was making my head ring and I desperately wanted to feel it again and again.
“Faster, harder!” I practically yelled out between moans.
I didn’t need to tell him twice. He pulled his upper body back, gripped my thin waist, and immediately quickened his thrusts. His herculean cock was now moving in and out of me at a blistering pace. Fuck yes! This was just wanted I needed. I could feel my orgasm growing and growing in intensity. I desperately wanted it to explode and overwhelm my mind in ecstasy.
“Oh fuck, please pull my hair. Pull it!” I groaned out.
One of his hands instantly left my waist, grabbed my long blonde hair, and firmly jerked it back, pulling my face and breasts off the locker. Fireworks were once again going off inside my mind as he dominated my body. As much as he was in control, I found it very cute how he was willing to do anything I told him. He jerked my hair back even harder and I rewarded him with a series of loud moans. Fuck, I was going to uncontrollably cum all over his giant dick.
His hand released my hair and I suddenly felt both of his hands reach forward and grabbed my perky breasts as they bounced on my chest. He pulled my upper body back while he squeezed my boobs firmly. My back arched even more and he completely pulled my body off the locker. I moved my hands to rest on top of his while I felt him thrust wildly into me. His cock was driving in and out of me like a piston! Ecstasy was overwhelming me and I soon squinched my eyes in pleasure as his hands continued to maul my boobs.
My entire body started to tremble and I knew that my powerful orgasm was just about to unleash. I bit my lip in pleasure and soon it felt like a bomb exploded inside of me. I let out a primal groan before my throat closed up and I felt my body go from quivering, to shaking uncontrollably. My mind was flooded with so much pleasure that I couldn’t think of anything except for how tightly my pussy was convulsing around the thick dick buried inside me. I felt so hot that I felt like I was going to melt in his grasp
Just when I thought it was too much pleasure and started to feel lightheaded, my orgasm began to subside and I took heavy, deep breaths. My legs finally stopped shaking, but I felt so weak that I couldn’t stay standing. I slowly crumbled to the floor and felt Nate’s hands slowly release my breasts while his mammoth dick slid out of my tight pussy. When my knees hit the floor, I sat back on my feet and rested my hands and head against the locker. My skin was still tingling and felt like it was on fire, so the cool metal of the locker felt amazing.
Once my breathing steadied, I felt like my brain finally started working again. Holy shit, what just happened? I never felt anything like that before! No guy has ever made me orgasm that intense before either. Hell, I wasn’t even able to get off like that with a toy! I pulled away my long blonde hair that was stuck to my sweaty face so I could see. When I looked up to marvel at my brother, I saw his behemoth of a cock towering above me, still hard as steel. It looked intimidating, but it also made my heart pound.
I leaned up to get a closer look at it and I was in awe of his size. I had no idea a cock could be this fucking thick! It was coated in my pussy juices and it was clear that I repeatedly creamed all over it. Once again, I got a strong whiff of his manly aroma and I was floored by how good he smelled. I looked up at him with a mix of wonder and lust. How did my dumb older brother turn out to be like the hottest guy I had ever met?
When our eyes locked onto each other, I saw his body move and watched as his giant cock-head move even closer to my face. Soon, I felt it press against my lips. I kept my lips closed and I glared at him in fake defiance. To be honest, I desperately wanted to suck and lick his impressive dick. I just didn’t want him to think I was a complete slut or something. Besides, I wanted him to take control and overpower me like he had been doing already.
I saw him smirk at me as his large hand reached down to the back of my head and firmly grabbed my hair. He then pushed his cock forward again and I finally opened my lips and let him slip inside. I was able to get his tip in, but to get his entire cock-head in, I had to open my jaws wider than I thought possible. Even then, he was barely able to fit in my mouth. I closed my lips around him and sucked him as hard as I could. With his hand still on the back of my head, he pushed forward again and slipped a couple more inches in before my mouth was completely filled by his thick cock.
He pulled his hips back and forth slightly and started to slide his dick in and out of my mouth. My hands reached out and grabbed his impressively muscular legs as he fucked my face. I wasn’t a stranger to giving guys head and I even learned how to deepthroat too. However, Nate’s cock was something else entirely. It made me feel like it was my first time sucking a cock again. Maybe I was. This may be my first, real cock.
Even though his hand was holding my head, I was still able to pull my mouth off his cock to finally catch my breath. I immediately moved my mouth back to his cock, but instead of swallowing it, I slowly swirled my tongue around his cock head. My eyes gazed up at him to let him know that I was ready to worship this big cock of his.
Closing my lips, I slowly kissed his cock head before gently sliding my soft lips down his impressive shaft. I loved how hot his skin was and how hard his dick felt. When I got to the base, I opened my mouth and started to slide my tongue back up his cock. I don’t think I ever tasted my pussy juices before, and I was surprised by how much I liked it. I never had a guy fuck me, not blow his load, and then had me taste his cock. It felt so dirty, but it also felt incredible.
Once I got back to his tip, I licked right underneath it and I saw his immense cock jump and twitch. I smiled to myself and moved my hands to grip his thick shaft. Once my fingers wrapped around it, I was left dumbfounded by the gap between my fingers and thumb. Not only that, but even both of my hands weren’t enough to cover his entire length. This was insane! I looked up at him completely shocked.
When I got over how astonished I was, I had a delirious desire to satisfy him. I opened my mouth as wide as I could again and slipped his cock-head inside. I started to slide the few inches of his cock that I could fit inside my mouth while my hands glided up and down the rest of his shaft. While still amazed by the sheer size of his goliath cock, I started to lose myself in pleasuring him. My head bobbed up and down quickly and my hands squeezed every inch of his shaft. Instead of his hand gripping the back of my head, he grabbed the hair that was falling on my face and pulled it back.
I was so overtaken by lust that I felt like I was becoming wild. My mouth moved faster and faster and my fingers squeezed him even tighter. The fact that he was my brother no longer mattered. I just knew that this mega-sized cock was giving me more pleasure than I thought possible. I don’t think I could ever suck a small dick again after this.
A deep groan came from above and I felt his dick twitch repeatedly. I knew that he must be close to blowing his load. I was surprised that he held on this long. I didn’t want him to explode in my mouth since I never liked the taste of cum before, so I pulled my mouth off his impressive tool and looked up at him lustfully.
“Are you going to cum? Are you going to cum all over your little sister?” I said as innocently as I could while I continued to rapidly glide my hands up and down his slick shaft.
He groaned again and I felt his cock twitch once more before I continued, “Do you want to cover your little sister’s face in cum? Are you going to make me so, very, dirty?”
I felt his cock begin to pulsate and I knew my dirty talk pushed him over the edge. With what sounded like a primal roar, a thick strand of cum rocketed out of his dick and blasted against my face. Holy shit. One blast and he already cam more than most guys do in their entire load. A second stream of cum launched out and it glued one of my eyes shut. The next few explosions were just as potent and my face started to feel completely covered in his white seed. It felt so hot and felt so thick. Was my brother even human?
My hands were still locked on his gargantuan tool and I felt one of his hands cover mine as he started to press down. I was barely able to see, but his cock now spewed out thick streams of cum directly on my chest. Within just a few moments, it felt like my boobs were drenched in cum. Watching him slowly drown me in white caused what felt like a bell to go off in my head. Watching his impressive display was making me feel light-headed as an overwhelming pleasure coursed through me. His hot cum felt so good against my smooth skin. I loved it.
After what seemed like an endless supply of cum, his dick stopped pulsating and only a little bit of cum leaked out from his tip. I was left completely stunned. I didn’t even move at first as my mind wrestled with what just happened. Eventually, I shakingly moved my hands off his softening cock, and wiped away the cum that was keeping my one eye shut.
Some of his cum rolled down onto my lips and I instinctively closed my mouth and tasted it. Oh my god, his cum tasted incredible! I couldn’t believe it. I moved my finger that had a glob of cum on it from my eye and pushed it into my mouth and sucked on it. I looked up at him completely shocked. How did his cum taste so damn delicious?
When his eyes finally looked down and locked onto mine, I made sure to tightly close my lips around my finger and sucked hard. My body shivered when I felt his cum roll down my torso and my hands went to my cum covered breasts and squeezed them lightly. His cum was still hot and felt so good against my skin. I started to spread his seed around and when my fingers softly grazed my still rock-hard nipples, I gasped and felt my body shudder. I typically had an after-sex afterglow, but I never felt as satisfied as I did right now. In just one fuck, I felt like my brother ruined me.
I eventually noticed that he seemed like he was in a trance while watching me and I decided to snap him out of it by saying, “Are you just going to stand there and gape like an idiot, or are you going to find something to help clean me up?”
“Oh, yeah…I mean…uhh…right, umm,” he stammered as he looked around and walked away.
I smiled to myself again and when I looked down at my cum covered body, I couldn’t help but shudder in pleasure. I had no idea why, but I loved how my body looked while covered in his sticky seed. Nonetheless, I couldn’t stay like this and needed to get cleaned up. My brother soon came back with a bunch of paper towels he must have grabbed from a bathroom and handed them to me. I wiped off my face first before focusing on my upper body. Nate looked like he wanted to help, but he seemed completely unsure of what to do. My brother was an idiot, but he was sweet.
“Just give all of them to me and go get dressed,” I eventually said.
It took me a while to finally wipe away all of his cum, but once I was done, I stood up and pulled my underwear and jeans back up my body. I finally saw the bathroom that he grabbed the paper towels from, and walked over to wet a few so I could better clean my face. I would shower when I got home, so I didn’t clean too deeply. Once I was done, I thought to put on my shirt when my eyes widened. Oh fuck, for a moment, I completely forgot he ripped it off my body. The mere memory of it caused my heart to race.
When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw that Nate was standing nearby fully dressed and holding my hoodie when he said awkwardly, “Hey sis, here’s your hoodie. Sorry about your top. I threw it out already but I’ll totally buy you a new one!”
I quickly snatched my hoodie out of his hands and fake glared at him while I said, “You better!”
He really had no idea how much I loved it when he ripped my top in half. That was ok, he would probably make fun of me if he knew that I liked it so much. I quickly put my hoodie on, fixed my hair as best as I could, and told him that we could leave. As we walked out, we were both incredibly quiet. I was sure that it was partly because we were processing what just happened and also that neither of us really knew what to say. The car ride home was just as quiet. I didn’t regret what happened, but I had no idea how he felt and I was a little too scared to ask.
Once we got home and walked inside, I wanted to immediately go to the bathroom to avoid our parents. However, I didn’t see them at all and it was strangely quiet inside. We walked over to the kitchen where we saw a note on the fridge. Nate walked over and read it before he took a few steps to hand it to me. It was a note from our parents that they went out to see a late-night movie and they wouldn’t be back for a while.
After I read the note, I looked up at Nate and for a moment, we both just stared at each other. The longer we looked at each other though, the faster I felt my heart pound. Suddenly, I smelled his masculine scent and I felt my body start to get turned on again. I saw something twitch underneath his pants and I knew his cock was getting hard. The look in his eyes turned lustful and I knew what was on his mind. Here we were again, alone. And we’d be alone for quite a while. Almost in sync, we started to move closer to each other.
There was nothing wrong with a brother and sister spending quality time together…right?