Forbidden Temptation

“I’m not asking you, Emma, I’m telling you. You have to take your brother with you to the party this weekend,” I heard my older sister Fiona say in a commanding tone.

“Why the hell should I? C’mon Fiona, it’s the first party before my Senior year starts at Wheaton. Why should I take a dweeb who’s going to act like a lost puppy the whole night?” I responded back hotly.

“Because Kevin doesn’t make friends as easily as you do and it’d be good for him to meet people when he’s first starting college; that’s why. And why are you calling your brother a dweeb?”

“Cause he totally is. He’s a dork and awkward.”

“Oh honey, you have been really ignoring him, haven’t you? Probably cause you were too busy hoeing it up at school rather than studying.”

I scoffed at her retort before and acted super insulted before I found a nearby pillow on the couch and threw it at her. I probably should have been actually mad at her comment, but I knew she was mainly saying it in jest. Besides, it wasn’t like she was completely wrong. I couldn’t help it that so many guys were into a hot cheerleader like me. I mean, who could resist saying no to a hot guy coming up to you and asking you out? Especially if he was tall, muscular, and confident.

“No, I’m not some sort of terrible older sister. I haven’t completely ignored him. I just know that he’s still just a total dork,” I finally replied back.

“Well, if you weren’t ignoring him, you would know that he joined the lacrosse team and it’s really helped him grow, mentally and physically. He can still be shy though, and he is joining a new school. A school that his older sister already goes to and knows everyone,” Fiona calmly said back.

“Alright, alright, fine! I’ll talk to the dude about it. When did you suddenly become all naggy?” I softly said back, clearly irritated but without the energy to fight anymore.

I knew Fiona was doing her best so I didn’t want to push it. She was just our older sister, but since she was almost 10 years older than me, she always had that authoritative parent personality. I guess she didn’t really have a choice when our parents died in a car accident when I was still in Elementary School. Fiona took total responsibility for us and even dropped out of college to help raise us. I loved my sister more than anything for that, but that didn’t mean I never got upset or annoyed at her.

I wanted to forget all about my brother Kevin and the party and just watch TV in the living room, but I felt Fiona’s eyes just staring at me. I finally looked over at her and I saw her motion to our bedrooms with her eyes and head. I replied silently with an expression that just screamed, ‘what, now?’ to which she indicated, ‘yes, now’.

I groaned and stood up and gently tossed the remote control at her as I walked up the stairs. I couldn’t believe she was making me do this. It was my senior year too! Why was she obsessed with ruining it for me? I got decent grades the whole time in college and I was looking forward to taking a more relaxed senior year. Just because my brother chose to go to the same school as me doesn’t make him my responsibility. Wasn’t he an adult now too?

I tried to frantically think of a way out of this when a light bulb suddenly went off in my head. I knew how I could get Kevin to not go to the party and also not have Fiona blame me for it.

Ever since we were little, whenever we disagreed, we always did rock-paper-scissors as a fair way to decide who wins. Unbeknownst to him though, I figured out his strategy of how to play years ago. If I wanted to make sure I won, I could easily manipulate what he chose. I was smart about it, so I made sure to not always use it so he wouldn’t catch on. For emergencies like this though, I could use it to my advantage. I smiled to myself as I approached my little brother’s door and knocked.

“It’s open,” I heard him say from inside.

I opened the door and saw him at his desk with his computer. He seemed to be playing some sort of game and didn’t even make eye contact with me when I entered. Oh yeah, definitely still a dork. I told you Fiona, but no, I don’t know my own brother apparently. I waited for him to turn and acknowledge me or something but he just continued clicking and playing his game.

“Hey, I need to talk to you about something. Can you pause the game?” I said while I tried to hide my annoyance.

“I’m playing online, I can’t just pause it.”

“Oh whatever, just go somewhere where you can’t die or something.”

I saw my younger brother move his character someplace and I finally saw him swivel his chair towards me. Fiona said he joined the lacrosse team and got more physically fit, but I didn’t see it at all. He wore an extra-large t-shirt and some baggy shorts, but he still looked like the skinny kid I always knew growing up. I knew it would be a total disaster if I had to watch out for him at the party.

“Did Fiona talk to you about this party I’m supposed to go to this weekend?” I said flatly.

“Yeah! She said that you’d take me with you and introduce me to some people,” he responded excitedly.

“Listen, you’re my brother and I care about you, but I also care that this is my Senior year. It’s the first party before the semester starts so it’s super important that it starts off right. This is my last chance to get one of the Avengers to notice me and I won’t be able to do that if I’m looking out for my kid brother the whole night,” I said coldly.

“Ok well, first, I’m not your ‘kid’ brother. Secondly, do you know what an Avenger is? Cause I have a feeling we have two very different definitions,” I heard him reply confused.

“Shut up Kevin, this is serious. Can you just tell Fiona that you don’t want to go? I can totally make it up to you later, I promise,” I replied a bit more empathetically this time.

I saw him squirm in his chair a little bit as he seemed to be mulling it over before he finally responded and said, “I get it, it’s your Senior year. But it’s my freshman year too. If I go to a hot-ass party and meet some cool people, it would be a baller start.”

I knew that was what he was going to say. So far this conversation was going exactly as I expected it to. Naturally, I did feel bad for Kevin since he sorta had a point. However, I had myself to look out for too.

“Ok look, we obviously aren’t going to be able to convince each other, so why don’t we just do this fairly. Rock-paper-scissors for the party, best two out of three, let’s go,” I said firmly and stuck out my hand.

“Wait, what? Are you serious? We haven’t done this in years,” he responded bewildered.

“Of course I’m serious! Isn’t this the fair thing to do?” I said coyly, knowing that this match was essentially rigged against him.

“Alright, fine. If you want to do this, then let’s do it. What do I get if I win though?” my brother said.

“What are you talking about? I’ll take you to the party.”

“That’s kinda lame though since you’re supposed to take me to the party anyway according to Fiona. How about if I win, not only do you have to take me, but I get to pick out your dress for the party,” he said confidently.

What a weird fucking request. Normally, I would’ve thought about that a bit more, but since I knew that I was going to win, what did it matter? I quickly pushed it out of my mind as irrelevant.

“Fine, deal. You ready?” I said calmly.

He eventually stuck out his fist and we stared at each other while we both repeated ‘rock-paper-scissors’. At the end, we both revealed our choices and to his amusement, he won the first round. I wanted to smile, but I stifled it as best as I could.

Oh my sweet little brother, how reliable and predictable you are. I knew that he always chose rock first, and if I chose scissors first and lost, he would 100% choose rock again. Obviously, I would choose paper next, and then he would switch it up to scissors for the last round. All I had to do was choose rock then and I’d win. Easy peasy.

We reset our hands and stared at each other while we repeated ‘rock-paper-scissors’ again. Once we revealed our choices, my eyes widened in shock. No, no, this wasn’t supposed to happen. My eyes stared at his hand that showed scissors before my gaze shifted to my own hand which showed paper. I…lost?

My thoughts were interrupted by the howling victory cry from my brother and him rubbing it in my face. My hand that was still out showing paper started to tremble. Not out of fear, but out of sheer anger. This little shit, did he know that I figured out his strategy? Or did he just switch it up since it had been years since we played? I felt my blood boiling inside me from anger.

I didn’t even say anything to him as I turned around and walked out of his room while I slammed his door behind me. I groaned in frustration and walked down the hallway back downstairs. I angrily threw myself back on the couch and crossed my arms defensively while I watched the TV. I saw out of the corner of my eye Fiona open her mouth to ask me something, but thought better of it and closed her mouth. That’s right Fiona, you did this, so you can deal with me pouting.

The rest of the night went by quickly and uneventfully, as did the rest of the week. It was the last week before school started up again and I was able to distract myself by hanging out with my friends.

On the morning of the day of the party, I woke up feeling refreshed in the blissful moments before my brain fully turned back on. Eventually, I remembered that I had to bring my brother to the party and my face turned into a scowl. I didn’t know who I should be more angry with, him or Fiona. I shook my hair in frustration before I got out of bed.

I saw that no one was using the bathroom, so I took the opportunity to shower first. I grabbed a towel and closed the bathroom door while I stripped my pajamas off my petite body. I saw my naked body reflected in the bathroom mirror and was incredibly pleased with what I saw.

I had a petite frame standing only at 5’2″, but I was blessed with large C-cup breasts. They sat high on my chest and were so perky that I didn’t even need a bra. My stomach was flat and tight from the constant exercise I did as a cheerleader. I felt like a lot of people had this image of pretty girls standing on the sidelines holding pom-poms, but cheerleading at the college level meant doing an incredible amount of gymnastics and acrobatics.

Because of the intense amount of training we did, my legs were nicely toned and weren’t some scrawny twigs. They were muscular without being too thick or bulky and were exquisitely sculpted if I was being perfectly honest. Not only that, but the exercises also made my ass look amazing. It wasn’t as big as some girls, but it was perfectly round and tight.

While in front of the mirror, I put my hands on my wide hips and practiced my smile and a few poses that I would do if I was around an attractive guy at the party. I was extremely confident in how I looked and I loved to show my body off. I know some girls didn’t like how guys stared at them, but I loved the attention I got.

After giving myself a sexy wink, I finally turned on the shower and stepped into it. The hot water felt soothing on my petite naked body and I just stood there soaking the warmth in for a long while. Before I used up all the hot water, I made sure to wash my pale smooth skin and my long brown hair that went to my upper back.

Once done, I broke out my razor and started to carefully shave my legs and my pussy. I wanted to make sure that they were silky smooth for the party and if I met a hot guy there. I easily imagined meeting someone on the dancefloor and we’d be dancing so close that I’d let his hands explore my body and brush up against my naked legs. Just thinking about it turned me on more than I thought.

I was single over the summer for the first time in what seemed like forever and every month I got hornier and hornier. Sure, I had my toys and vibrators to help satisfy me, but nothing could compete with a strong muscular guy with a big dick pounding into me hard and fast. Would I really meet someone like that at this party? God, I hoped so. I felt like I needed it after this dry spell.

“Hurry up Emma! Other people gotta use the bathroom too you know!” I heard my brother say through the door.

Goddammit, first I gotta take him with me to the party and now he wouldn’t even let me shower in peace. That scrawny annoying bastard. I yelled back ‘fine’ and soon turned off the water and stepped out of the shower to dry myself off. It wasn’t long before I grabbed my pajamas, opened the bathroom door covered in only my towel, and saw Kevin waiting just outside. I tried to annoyingly push him on my way out but was surprised by how solid he felt and he didn’t even budge. I decided to just ignore him and headed right for my room.

While I finished drying myself off and blow-dried my hair, I started to think about what I wanted to wear for the party tonight. After I was done, I opened my closet and started to rifle through some different outfits when the memories of earlier this week finally hit me. Fuck, I completely forgot that my brother was supposed to pick out what I wore to the party. Why the fuck did I ever agree to that? I should’ve just called him a pervert or something.

I put on the pajamas I wore earlier, opened my bedroom door, and saw that Kevin was already done with the bathroom. I walked over and knocked on his door. A moment later, he opened the door and I walked into his bedroom with an icy cold look on my face.

It seemed like he just got out of the shower since he only had a towel wrapped around his waist and his back was towards me. I was about to rip into him about the party when he finally turned around to look at me. My jaw dropped and everything I had on the tip of my tongue disappeared. The only words going through my mind were ‘holy shit’.

Kevin was absolutely ripped. Fiona said that he had changed in the last few years, but I guess I never noticed. I thought that he was just scrawny all this time, but instead, he was covered in lean muscle. His frame wasn’t big and his muscles weren’t huge and bulky, but he still looked incredibly powerful.

My eyes were helplessly drawn to his surprisingly broad chest. I never noticed it underneath his t-shirts before, but it was wide and his pecs were extremely well defined as they protruded out from his body. It wasn’t long before my eyes lowered to his abs and I couldn’t help but count them. I had seen guys with six-packs before, but he was so chiseled that I swore I counted an eight-pack. Was that even possible? I was so fixated on his abs that I swore my brother could see my eyes bounce as they counted each different ab muscle.

Eventually, my eyes tore away, and noticed his hard and shredded arms. Even with his arms resting at his sides, I clearly saw the outlines of his biceps and triceps. They looked big just resting there and I wondered just how huge they would look if he flexed.

I was getting turned on. Way too turned on as I forced myself to snap myself out of whatever trance I was in. He was my little brother, not some sports star or Instagram model to ogle. I was just caught off guard. Nope, nothing more to it than that. I can talk to him just fine without staring at his broad muscular shoulders or his abs that begged for fingers to rib up and down them…no! Stop it Emma!

“So…today is the umm…the uhh party and our deal was that you could pick–pick out my outfit,” I eventually stammered out while I tried to hide how flustered I was.

He just sorts of stared at me confused for a moment. There was an awkward silence before I continued more confidently and said, “Look, do you want to come to my room so I can show you what clothes I have?”

“Oh actually, I already picked out your dress for tonight,” my brother responded and it seemed like it was his turn to sound a little flustered.

“What? Did you go into my room and look in my closet without my permission?” I replied back, my voice getting hotter.

“No, no way. I bought you a dress online and had it shipped here. It actually just arrived yesterday, one sec,” he said as he turned away and started to rummage.

Here I thought he was going to force me to wear some sort of ugly monstrosity from my closet or put on some frumpy looking clothes. I totally believed that he made this bet only to embarrass me in some way. Instead, it seemed like he did something sweet and actually bought me a new dress. My frustration waned a little, but I wasn’t going to show it.

Soon enough he handed me a shipping bag and said, “I’m pretty sure I got the right size, but you should probably try it on first. I’d love to see how it looks on you.”

I snatched the bag aggressively out of his hand and turned around with an air of indifference. Once I started to walk out of his room with the dress though, I smiled to myself in excitement over getting some new clothes. I mean, it could still be a horrible dress, but a girl always loves it when someone buys them new clothes.

After walking back into my room, I closed the door and immediately ripped into the bag to take a look at the dress. I held it up in front of me and I gasped softly. It looked sexy. Maybe a little too sexy. Did my little brother really order this for me? Maybe it just looked sexier than it actually was so I decided to try it on.

I took off my pajamas and quickly stepped into the dress. I pulled it up my body and tied some straps behind my neck. I stepped in front of my closet door mirror and I gasped loudly. This had to be the sexiest dress I had ever tried on before. What the hell was Kevin thinking when he bought this?

The shoulderless dress hugged tightly around my body and the bottom of the dress barely went past my round ass. The sides of the dress were just crisscrossing strings that went from the bottom all the way to the top. With the sides of my body almost completely exposed, anyone could clearly see whatever bra or panties I might be wearing. Hell, even a thong would be noticeable.

The sides of the dress weren’t the only revealing part. The front of the dress also had crisscrossing strings that went from just below my neck all the way down to the waist. This meant that the far sides of my boobs were covered from the solid material of the dress along with my nipples, but just barely. The other half of my inner round globes were clearly visible through the crisscrossing strings. If that wasn’t enough, my tight and flat stomach was being shown off as well.

I turned to the side to see how I looked from a different angle. I saw how my round ass stretched the material of the dress out and highlighted my curves perfectly. My back was essentially uncovered except for a few strings that wrapped around it. I don’t think I had ever shown off this much skin before and the mere thought of it caused my heart to pound hard.

As I kept checking myself out, I kept noticing my underwear through the crisscrossing strings and I felt like it ruined the look of the dress. I quickly pulled off my panties and took off my bra and decided to check myself out in the dress again. I had to admit, it looked so much better. The more I stared at myself in the mirror, the hotter I felt. Wearing a dress like this made me feel so slutty and exposed, and it turned me on more than I thought it would.

I was just beginning to accept the dress when the reality of the situation hit me; I would have to wear this dress around my little brother! Damn him, what was he playing at? There was no way I could even wear any underwear with this dress and he had to know that when he got it.

In the heat of anger, I left my room and barged into his while still wearing the dress and started to yell at him, “What the fuck Kevin, what kind of dress is this?”

It seemed like he was trying on different clothes for the party. He shed the simple towel he wore earlier and had on a pair of form-fitting dark jeans, but he was still topless. I saw his muscle sculpted body turn towards me. I couldn’t help but gulp slightly at how hot he looked. My heart pounded even harder against my chest, but now I didn’t know if that was because I was angry about the dress or whether I was getting turned on again by my little brother.

I saw his eyes check me out from head to toe before he responded simply, “You look great!”

I swore that I blushed a little bit at his comment. It was a short and simple response, but it was said with such sincerity and love that it hit me really hard. I was honestly kinda surprised he was single. If he acted like this around any other girl, I’m sure he could make them swoon.

“Yeah, ok, thanks. Yep, great outfit for sure. Oh and by the way have you noticed how much I look like a fucking slut?! How could you have picked out this dress for me?” I said in a heat of passion as my eyes struggled to look at his face and not explore the jumble of muscles that was his upper body.

“I don’t think you look slutty at all. I just think it’s a really sexy dress that only extremely hot girls can pull off,” my brother responded with seemingly pure honesty.

That response caught me completely off guard. On one level, I could appreciate the underhanded compliment. On a deeper level though, it weirdly sounded like he was hitting on me. That couldn’t be true, right? I had to be reading into his comment too much or something. Although, my mind already started to fantasize about how we might look at the party together and I felt my skin get even hotter.

Thankfully, he interrupted my thoughts when he asked, “So I’m trying to figure out what shirt I should wear. Which one looks better on me?”

He held up two brand new button-down shirts, both still on hangers. To be honest, I appreciated the distraction from my scrambled thoughts and emotions. I tried to forget about his comments while I walked up to him and grabbed one of the shirts from his hand. He was fairly tall at 6 feet, so I had to raise my arms high to place the shirt directly over his upper body, and then switched it out for the other one. To be honest, both looked really nice on him, but one of them made his hazel eyes pop out more.

“I think this one, but you need to try it on first to make sure,” I said as I shoved the current one into his chest and tossed the other shirt on his bed.

I took a couple of steps back as he started to push his powerful arms through the shirt and I finally rewarded my eyes with a look at his shredded frame. As he worked to pull on his shirt, I could see various muscles flex and strain and I gazed longingly at them. I had an overwhelming desire to touch them and see just how hard they were, but I once again had to remember that they belong to my little brother. And little brothers are disgusting, aren’t they?

He tried to get one of the top buttons through the buttonhole, but since it was a new shirt, the hole was stiff and he struggled to get the button through it.

My frustration grew as I watched him and I eventually walked right up to him and said, “Wait, just let me do it.”

I grabbed both ends of his shirt and started to maneuver the button through the hole. It took some effort on my part, but I was finally able to button it. I looked down his shirt and I realized just how close I was to his ripped body. Not only was he physically appealing, but he smelled absolutely amazing. I never noticed it before, but his scent was musky and intoxicating. It made me want to get even closer to him.

My hands slowly reached for the next button and I could feel my heart pounding against my chest. I only had to move my fingers a few inches and they would be able to touch his impressively defined chest. Would he notice if I did? Would I be able to just play it off as an accident?

My hands now shook slightly as all sorts of different thoughts ran through my head. Thankfully, I was able to get the next button done, and then the next one. I realized that not only was my heart still pounding, that I was breathing harder and harder. I looked up at Kevin’s face to see if he noticed or was looking at me weirdly. Instead, I saw a look of deep affection, and his eyes looked at me passionately. Was I not the only one aroused? Was my hot body standing so close to him in this sexy dress too much for him to handle?

There was an undeniable force that seemed to push us closer and closer together. Since when was buttoning a shirt so damn sensual? As I worked on the final button, I felt my body start to lean up higher. Wait, what the hell was I doing? Oh God, his head was leaning down too. I needed to stop this. I needed to walk away, but I didn’t want to. What was happening to us?

I felt the final button get pushed through and I physically shoved myself back off him and stammered out, “There, done. You look great too! I’ll…see–see you later.”

I then turned and immediately walked out of his room as quickly as I could. I entered my room, closed the door, and leaned my back and head against it while I breathed heavily. I brought my hand to my chest and I felt just how hard my heart was beating. Did that really just happen? I winced in frustration and slightly bounced my head off the door. He was supposed to be my dorky, awkward little brother. Why was he suddenly some muscular, confident, charming, alpha male? Fuck, why was I so turned on?

My legs rubbed together softly and I felt wet. One of my hands shakingly reached under the bottom of the dress and my fingers brushed against my freshly shaven and apparently very wet pussy. I instinctively groaned at how good it felt and my eyes widened as I covered my mouth instantly. Holy shit, my pussy was soaking wet.

As my fingers ran up and down my pussy, part of me knew that I should stop, but I couldn’t help myself. I was so horny that I was desperately looking for any sort of relief. I made sure to stifle any and all moans as my fingers split my pussy lips open and I brushed them against my clit. My body shook slightly and I felt my legs start to get weak. I slowly collapsed onto my knees with my hand still buried under my dress.

While I continued to rub my clit softly, my other hand squeezed my C-cup breasts through the dress and felt my hard nipples press against the dress material. I pulled the dress to the side and exposed one of my perky breasts that was now only covered by some crisscrossing strings. I pinched my now naked and rock hard nipple and my mouth instinctively opened to moan in pleasure but I made sure nothing came out.

Lost in lust, my fingers rubbed my clit in small circles. I was so close to my orgasm, so close. I needed it. My mind started to wander and I started to imagine what it would be like to undo the buttons of Kevin’s shirt. To slowly reveal that chiseled body of his and run my soft hands all over his hard muscles. His strong arms would pull me close and this time we would give in to our lust and taste each other’s lips…

Spasms suddenly wrecked my body as my orgasm exploded inside me. I threw my head back as my mind started to go blank from the pleasure. It was a long couple of minutes before my orgasm fully subsided and I was left breathing hard on my bedroom floor just in front of my door. I should have felt completely satisfied, but I still felt kinda horny. I thought of moving to my bed and taking out one of my vibrators when a realization finally hit me; I just fantasized about my own brother and got off on it.

I felt like such a dirty pervert. Part of me was intensively ashamed, but another part tried to rationalize the whole thing. I mean, was it really my brother that I was masturbating too? Or was it the sexy body of a male? It was no different than seeing a random shirtless celebrity in a magazine or on Instagram, right? So what if that body technically belonged to him?

After feeling a bit better about myself, I slowly got up and wiped my wet fingers on some kleenex before I readjusted my dress. I found my phone nearby and I started to message my friends to see which ones were actually going to be at the party tonight. I thought I would be able to just hang out with them while we kept an eye out for hot guys and completely ignored my brother. One by one though, they all responded back that they couldn’t make it. Dammit!

The rest of the day went by super quickly as I hid in my room. Eventually, though it started getting dark outside and I knew that I would have to leave for the party with Kevin soon. After putting on my make-up and giving my hair some waves, I slipped on some nude heels and left my bedroom to get my brother. When I got in front of his door, I hesitated slightly. I took a deep, shuddering breath and knocked on his door.

Once he opened it I said, “You ready? Cause we should probably leave.”

He nodded and I made a conscious effort to not look directly at him. I had no idea what had gotten into me earlier, but I wasn’t taking any further chances. Without running into Fiona, we got to the garage and we were both soon in the car backing out of the driveway.

The car ride was surprisingly quiet. The further we drove, the more keenly aware I was about my own appearance. My perky breasts pushed the top of my dress out and since the sides didn’t have any solid material, I knew I was exposing some sideboob. The bottom of the dress was super short and sitting in the car caused the material to ride up even higher, almost exposing my ass. I saw Kevin try really hard to keep his eyes forward, but I noticed his eyes wander to my exposed body and I felt my face flush.

Once we got near the house that the party was hosted at, I parked the car and turned to my little brother and said, “Ok, so here is how it’s going to work. I’m going to get out of the car and walk into the party first. Wait a couple of minutes, and then you can come out and head over too. None of my friends are here, so no one knows that we’re related, got it? You don’t know me, and I don’t know you, right?”

I thought he would look sad, upset, or even angry, but even in the dark car, I saw his bright hazel eyes stare at me with the same passion I saw earlier. His eyes seemed locked onto mine and I got the impression he was using all the willpower he had to not look at the rest of my body. I wonder if he would be surprised to know that I was doing the same thing.

“Yeah, sounds good to me Em. Don’t worry, I won’t embarrass you or anything,” he replied smoothly.

“Good. Oh and… have fun,” I said and then left the car.

The party was taking place at a student’s mansion, one of the school’s Avengers, Alex. It was a silly name, but it was what we called the school’s hottest guys who all had the physique of superheroes. They were the prized gems at the school and every single girl dreamed of being with one, including me. Rumor had it that Alex has been obsessed with a girl recently, so it sounded like I had to pivot and keep my eyes peeled for any other Avengers who showed up to the party.

Alex regularly threw these parties, so I was already extremely familiar with the house and its layout. Once I walked in, I immediately felt my body vibrate from the loud music and was surprised to see so many people already here. While I walked through the house, the eyes of every person I passed stared at me.

I knew exactly what they saw. A hot cheerleader in a tight, backless dress that was so short that it barely covered their round and firm ass. I was sure they noticed I wasn’t wearing any underwear either. I couldn’t believe that I was actually wearing this dress and gave in to my little brother. Rather than be self-conscious about it, I tried to own it and be as confident as possible. Besides, it wasn’t like I was a stranger to people ogling my body in my cheerleading outfit.

Eventually, I found the kitchen and the insane amount of alcohol stashed there. I immediately started to pour myself a drink and greedily gulped it down. I felt like I was going to need a lot of alcohol to get through tonight. The music wasn’t as loud here, so it was a nice respite to be able to hear my own thoughts again.

“Whoa hey there Emma baby. Someone’s looking especially sexy tonight,” I heard a voice say behind me while I poured myself a second drink.

I turned around and saw that one of the frat bros, Quentin. God, he looked like such a douche and looked like a walking stereotype of frat guys. He was always at these parties and always acted like a total sleazeball. All of the upperclassmen girls knew to stay clear of him and his pungent cologne, but some of the younger girls didn’t know better.

“Stuff it, Quentin. Shouldn’t you be hounding some freshmen girls or something?” I responded coldly while I sipped my drink and my eyes darted around to see what hot guys were at the party.

“Damn Em, you’re one stuck-up bitch as ever,” he said annoyed.

“Bye Quentin. Shoo, shoo!” I told him in a demeaning tone and waved him off with my hand as I walked away from him.

After he wandered away, I saw some more casual friends I knew and went over to chat with them. As we gossiped, more and more people started to arrive at the party and soon the entire house seemed packed with people. I half expected to see my brother come out of nowhere and hang around me, but I surprisingly had not seen him. Did he chicken out and not come at all? I started to walk through the house to see if I could find him and make sure he was ok. This might be his first party after all.

While I walked around, I saw several guys stare at me and looked like they wanted to approach me, but never made a move. Some of those guys seemed pretty cute, so I probably would have been willing to chat with them or even dance with them, but none of them even said ‘hey’. It made me roll my eyes that they didn’t even have the confidence to even say something to me. If there was one major turn-off I had for guys, it was a lack of confidence.

I felt like I checked everywhere except for where they had the dance floor set up. It was already packed with people dancing and I was so close to the speakers that I could feel the ground rumble from the music. Just when I was about to stop searching for my little brother, I finally spotted him near the dance floor. He somehow already had a drink in hand and was talking to some blonde girl. I had to admit, I was a little shocked.

I maneuvered around a little bit to get a better look when I saw that he was talking to Georgia. That fucking blonde super slut. Everyone knew that she slept with half of the guys at the school and was probably like a petri dish of STDs. Only two types of guys talked to her; desperate ones or guys who didn’t know any better. Clearly, Kevin was the latter. That poor sap.

In the back of my mind, I knew that I probably shouldn’t be spying on him like this, but I couldn’t look away. The rest of the party seemed to fall away as I sipped my drink and stared at them. The more I saw him smile and Georgia laugh, the more envious I got. When I saw her put her hand on his arm and leave it there, I scoffed at her audacity. Before I knew it, I started to heavily resent her. Wait, wait a minute now. Was I getting… jealous?

Before I could fully understand what I was feeling, I saw her put their drinks down and then practically dragged him onto the dancefloor. Within only a moment she was pressed up against his body and was practically grinding herself on him. I felt my eye twitch and I started to crush my cup from holding it too tightly. That’s it. Fuck this dirty whore.

I slammed my cup down and started to walk over to them. There was no way I was going to let an ugly tramp like her seduce my younger brother. I told myself this had nothing to do with jealousy. This was about keeping him safe and making sure he didn’t hook up with literal trash. Nope, definitely not about jealousy at all.

Within just a few moments, I tapped Georgia on the shoulder and she turned around in pure annoyance at first until she saw it was me. She knew where she was in the pecking order and didn’t have any sort of social capital to stand up to me. Even if she did, she wouldn’t last long in a fight; either with words or physically. I motioned her to walk away and mouthed ‘bye’ to her. She gave me a sneer before she walked away all pouty. Bye bitch, never talk to my brother again, kay?

Kevin stood there looking absolutely dumbfounded. I reached my arms up and wrapped my hands around his neck and leaned in to yell in his ear over the music, “Put your arm around my waist already.”

He slowly complied while I continued, “She was a dirty skank. If you dance with me, every hot girl at this party is going to want to dance with you. Trust me.”

He didn’t say anything but simply nodded like he was slowly understanding what was going on. We started to dance with each other and I was surprised by how much rhythm he had. He moved smoothly with the music and honestly was one of the best dancers I’d been with. It was a little awkward to have my arms around my brother like this and to feel his arm around my waist, but it also felt super comfortable. At first, I felt like we were only softly touching, but the longer we danced, the closer we got and the more tightly we held onto each other.

I meant to only dance with him for a song or two and then allow other girls to descend upon him. After several songs though, I was still dancing with him and was getting even closer to him. His solid and muscular body felt incredible and the way he moved was just so…sexy. I was having so much fun with him I didn’t want to leave. I didn’t want those other piranhas to have what I had.

Before long, I started to get lost in the moment and in the music. I turned around and pressed my back and ass into him. My arms reached up and wrapped back around his neck while I grinded my body into his. At first, he didn’t seem to know what to do with his arms and hands, but soon they rested on my hips and he held onto me tightly. I no longer cared that he was my little brother. He was a hot guy with a killer body that was too damn good at dancing. Where the hell did he learn to dance anyway?

Shortly after I started to grind my body against his, I felt something hard begin to press against my ass. Oh my God, his dick was getting hard! Any logical or sane person would have stopped, but I started to grind even harder against him. It felt fucking huge against my ass and it started to seriously turn me on. Part of my brain screamed to stop and that this was wrong, but I pretended like I couldn’t hear it over the music. I mean, we weren’t really doing anything wrong. We were just two, young, hot people dancing.

While we continued to dance, I grew bolder and bolder as I rubbed my ass against his hard cock. I was having fun playing with him when he suddenly let go of me and gently slid past me. When I turned around, I saw that he was quickly walking away from the dance floor. What the hell? Was he uncomfortable? Or did he drink too much and needed to barf?

I decided to follow him and saw that he rushed down a nearby hallway where he quickly jumped into a bathroom at the far end. I started to get worried about him and maneuvered my way through the crowd of people hanging around the dancefloor. Several guys reached out and said ‘hey’, but I ignored them while I slowly worked my way to the bathroom. How the hell did he get there so fast?

After a few minutes of pushing through people, I finally got to the quiet end of the hallway and knocked on the bathroom door.

“Kevin? Are you ok?” I said loud enough that he could hear me through the door.

I listened closely, but I didn’t hear anything. I tried knocking again, but there was still no answer. I started to worry that he might have passed out in the bathroom or something. To be honest, it wasn’t the first time that has happened at these parties. I tried opening the door so I could peek in, but it was of course locked. I was a regular enough that I knew Alex hid a key to the bathroom nearby in case someone needed to get inside in case of an emergency.

I grabbed the key, unlocked the door, and slowly opened it. I quickly stepped inside just to make sure no one else could see and turned around to close the door.

I turned around to face my brother and said, “Kevin, I was worried and…”

I trailed off as my mind sort of went blank when I saw him. He was standing in the bathroom with his jean zipper open and an absolutely massive cock sticking out with his hand around it. It was incredibly long and plenty thick too. Was that thing real? I had been with plenty of guys, but I had never seen a cock anywhere close to that size. It felt big through his jeans, but I had no idea it was that fucking huge.

For a long moment, neither of us said anything as we were both too shocked. In a normal situation, I was sure a regular person would have immediately freaked out and left. Instead, I just stared helplessly at his giant dick. My heart started to pound hard against my chest and I felt my pussy begin to dampen. Was I seriously getting turned on right now? This was my little brother’s cock, this was wrong! But goddamn did I want to touch it.

“Emma, what are you…what the hell are you doing here?” I heard him say.

“I…uhh…” I stammered out as I continued to stare at his impressive dick.

Eventually, I saw Kevin move towards me but my eyes never left his goliath cock. Why wasn’t he putting it away? In just a few steps, he stood right in front of me and removed his hand from his cock while it throbbed and pointed right at my face. It was like my hand had a mind of its own as it reached out to feel it. There was no harm in touching it right? It was just innocent exploration after all. My fingers brushed up against it and I felt how hot it was.

My heart pounded so hard and I felt so warm that I started to feel lightheaded. I needed to leave before I completely lost myself in the moment. I needed to go somewhere quiet so I could regain control over myself. I slowly removed my hand, placed the key on the bathroom countertop, and quickly walked out of the bathroom. While I made my way down the hallway, I ignored everyone and everything as I worked my way to the staircase upstairs.

People knew that the party host, Alex, didn’t like guests being upstairs, so it was empty and quiet. I opened the door to one of the rooms and saw it was a small library and study that was dimly lit by a few lamps.

Once I walked in, I half-closed the door behind me and went over to a tall bookcase. I reached out to grab one of the shelves to steady myself and I breathed heavily. So many thoughts went through my mind, but the one I kept going back to was how hard his dick felt. God, what the hell was wrong with you Emma? You acted like he was some hung hot guy you just met at the party, not your fucking brother.

While I winced in frustration, I heard the door to the library open and close. I turned around and saw my brother standing inside the room as he locked the door. The moment I saw him, my heart started to pound even faster and I even felt my nipples harden under the dress. Goddammit, why did he have to look so fucking handsome in that outfit? Why did he have to be so fucking ripped and hung too underneath those clothes?

“Look Kevin, I’m sor–” I started to say exasperated.

“You know Emma, I’m not inexperienced like you think. I’ve been with plenty of girls, especially when word of my big cock got around,” he said calmly and deeply while he undid the top button of his shirt.

I stood there completely stunned. What was happening right now?

“What are y–” I tried to reply.

“I’ve been with the hottest girls at my school,” he said almost arrogantly as he started to confidently walk towards me while undoing yet another button.

“Ok, serio–.”

“I’ve been with teachers, and I even fucked some of your friends after they begged me long enough,” he said with a knowing smile while his hands undid half the buttons of his shirt at this point.

My eyes widened in surprise. Was he fucking serious? Those fucking sluts. No wonder I found some of them whispering with my brother when they visited me. How the hell were they able to keep it a secret from me? My budding anger was soon forgotten as I caught glimpses of his ripped muscles through his open shirt. I was such a sucker for muscular guys it was no wonder I became a cheerleader so I could be around them. I slowly rubbed my legs together and felt my pussy start to become wet.

“You should know that I’ve fucked half of the varsity cheerleading squad too,” I heard him say as he undid the last button which fully exposed his torso.

He soon stood right in front of me and outstretched one of his arms and pressed it against the bookcase right near my head. He gave off a powerful aura of confidence that I found incredibly alluring. My eyes felt trapped by his gaze and I couldn’t help but gulp as his powerful and tall body loomed over me. Fuck, not only was he ripped and confident, but he was tall too.

“But none of them are even close to how hot and sexy my sister is. You’re the one I always fantasized about,” he said authentically while he smiled down at me.

“Kevin…this is crazy. We should just leave,” I said barely above a whisper in a shaky tone while my eyes trailed down to look at his muscular chest.

Part of me sincerely meant what I said, but I didn’t do anything to follow through on it. I was caught up looking at his perfectly sculpted body. His pecs jutted out far from his body and they practically begged to be explored. Not just that, but his abs practically screamed for attention too.

I saw his free hand move out of the corner of my eye as it grabbed one of mine and forcibly pressed it against his chiseled body. My hand lingered for a moment and felt just how hard his muscles were and how hot his skin was. It was incredible. However, I knew this was wrong and quickly moved my hand away. I was about to say something to stop this insanity when he grabbed my hand again and firmly kept it against his muscular body.

I slowly looked back up at his face and I felt him forcibly move my hand over his chest muscles and then down to his abs. The way he just took charge turned me on more than I cared to admit to myself. My legs shook slightly and I breathed in hard. What were you doing Emma! This can’t happen! This shouldn’t happen! You need to find a way to leave!

I gazed up into his hazel eyes and felt so powerless. I saw my brother lower his head and a moment later, his soft lips pressed up against mine. I wanted to stay still and not move my lips. I meant to shove him away or slap him to snap him out of it. Instead, I lost myself in his tender kiss. His lips tasted like honey and I couldn’t resist tasting them. Before I knew it, my mouth opened and we sucked on each other’s lips.

This was forbidden and completely taboo. I knew it. Yet, I still couldn’t stop myself. I wanted this. I wanted this so badly. My body felt so alive and I felt so turned on that I couldn’t bring myself to stop it. How did something so wrong feel so damn good? My head started to get dizzy from the whirlwind of thoughts, but I was steadied when my brother released my hand and wrapped his arm around my waist, and pulled me into him.

Feeling his hard body pressed up against mine made me delirious with desire to explore it further. I brought my other hand to his chest and squeezed the hard muscles of his pecs. It wasn’t long before I lowered them and ribbed them along his impressive eight-pack. The more I explored the body, the more passionately I kissed him.

I slowly raised my hands while my fingers traced the crevices of his abs before they reached up to his shoulders. They grabbed onto the collar of his shirt and I started to pull it down his arms. He lowered his arms to help as I gently pulled it lower and lower until his shirt slipped off his body. I softly touched his ripped arms while my fingers grazed over his sculpted biceps and his triceps too. I loved how strong and hard they felt.

While I explored his muscles, I felt his biggest muscle press against my stomach. His cock felt rock hard and seemed to desperately strain against his dark jeans. I was eager to see it again. I didn’t care that it was my brother’s cock, not anymore. I needed to see it once more and explore every inch of it.

My hands soon left his arms and lowered to his waist where I started to unbuckle his belt. Kevin broke our kiss and I felt his hands reach for his waist and assisted me in pulling his pants down and over his humongous cock.

Once I saw his giant dick bounce directly in front of me, I sucked in my breath at the sight. My little brother was blessed with a huge rod that most girls would drool over and he knew it. My hands instinctively reached for it and this time I wrapped my fingers around his shaft. My eyes widened slightly when my fingers were barely able to close around it. Fuck, he was thick as well as long. I looked back up into his eyes as I bit my lip and started to softly stroke his dick with both of my hands.

“Never seen a 9-inch cock before huh?” I heard him say with a smile before he leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear, “Get on your knees and worship it like the slut sister you are.”

I glared at him in defiance but my body betrayed me and I felt myself slowly squat down. It was like I wasn’t even in complete control of my body. It knew what I wanted, no, needed more than I did. Soon my knees reached the floor and his gigantic cock was now directly in front of my face. I opened my mouth and slowly lowered it onto his bulbous cock-head while my hands moved to pull my hair behind my ears. I made sure to gently rub my soft lips on it as it entered my hot and wet mouth and my tongue slid underneath.

He was so freakin’ huge. I had a hard time keeping my mouth open large enough to fit him inside. I was no stranger to giving guys head, but I never had this big of a challenge before. I was determined to give him the best blowjob he’s ever had and put my slutty friends to shame. Don’t worry little brother, your big sister will take care of you.

Once my mouth got used to his size, I swirled my tongue around his cock-head and started to bob my mouth up and down his dick. My hands moved back to his dick and slowly pumped the bottom of his shaft to ensure that I didn’t ignore any part of his cock. It felt so hot to the touch and was perfectly rigid. I was already obsessed with his massive tool.

I slowly lowered my mouth further and further down his shaft as I took more and more of his cock into my mouth. It wasn’t long before he hit the back of my throat and I suppressed my gag reflex. There was no way I was stopping now. I was sure none of those other sluts he’d been with was ever able to deep-throat him and I was committed to being the first.

I released my grip around his cock and squeezed his muscular thighs as my mouth slowly swallowed more and more of his dick. I wasn’t sure if I was able to fit his last few inches in but with a final push I was able to fit his entire length inside and I removed my mouth off his cock and breathed heavily.

“Fuck Emma, no one has ever sucked my entire length before,” I heard him say in a sigh of pleasure.

I knew it. I beamed in pride and looked up and smiled at him while my hands went back to his cock and spread my residual saliva all over his rod. I was about to suck him hard again when I saw him reach down and he roughly pulled me up onto my feet. In a split second, he turned me around and pressed me against the bookcase.

“I can’t wait any longer, I gotta fuck this tight body of yours,” I heard him say roughly.

His hands went to the bottom of my dress and with a strong tug, he pulled it up and over my toned ass. His fingers caressed the smooth skin of my butt before they lowered and his fingers slid on the wet skin of my inner thighs before sliding up and down my soaked slit.

“Damn Emma, you’re dripping wet! Even your thighs are drenched. Seems like you’re already craving my big cock,” I heard Kevin say with a tinge of amusement.

“Fuck you, Kevin. Just fuck me….oh God….please,” I said intending to sound in control, but I was sure I sounded desperate instead.

I felt him reposition behind me and I felt his mighty cock slide along my pussy lips. I couldn’t help but moan slightly at the sensation and I felt my entire body quiver. Just a moment later, I felt his giant cock-head split my pussy lips and start to slide into my hot tunnel. Usually, guys would have to spend a little while coaxing my tight hole to open wide enough, but I was so primed and wet that his massive cock immediately slipped in. I moaned loudly and deeply.

He felt large in my mouth but he felt even bigger entering my tight pussy. I instinctively raised myself on my toes as I felt him push inch after inch of his incredible dick into me. My pussy walls clenched tightly around his shaft, but he seemed to still easily slide further in. Several times I thought that he finally shoved his entire length inside me, but each time I was surprised that there was still more of his meaty cock. Fuck, could I even fit his entire length?

Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, I felt his pelvis push up against my firm ass and I knew his cock was now fully buried into me. I leaned my head back as my eyes rolled in the back of my head from feeling completely stuffed. I never had a cock this deep into me before and my pussy walls continued to greedily squeeze his shaft. I felt him slide his dick out slowly before pushing it back in gently. I smiled at first before a long moan escaped my lips. I felt the tenderness and love in my brother’s movements. It was like he didn’t want to hurt me with his incredible tool.

How did this happen? How did we even get here? Not long ago I was scheming to stop him from coming to the party and now I just begged him to fuck me. Instead of seducing one of the Avengers, I was taking my own brother’s goliath cock. I never considered myself a slut before, but after this, I had to. I honestly didn’t care as long as I got to feel like this.

It wasn’t long before he started to speed up his thrusts. I moaned louder and louder the harder he pounded his cock into my tight hole. He seemed to get the message as he began to shove his herculean cock into me roughly and at full force. I knew my pussy was creaming all over his mega cock and I gripped the bookcase hard. No dick had ever satisfied me this much before.

While he continued to pound me, I felt his hands move as they reached in front of me and squeezed my breasts through the dress. I knew he could feel my hardened nipples through the dress. I reached one hand up to the back of my neck and untied the dress string there. The top of my dress immediately started to fall and once Kevin moved his hands, my entire upper body was now naked. His hands eagerly returned to my now exposed breasts and squeezed them hard. Fuck, he was so strong. I loved it.

His fingers seemed like they couldn’t ignore my rock-hard nipples. He started to flick them between his fingers and I felt my moans only get louder. My nipples were always sensitive, but today they felt incredibly raw and tender. Electric jolts of pleasure were spreading throughout my body from my nipples and I felt my body shudder in response. I felt a powerful orgasm building inside me and if my little brother continued what he was doing I knew I would explode in pleasure.

He switched up his assault on my nipples by now softly pinching both between his finger and this thumb and gently pulled them outward. I was confused at first, but then he increased the power of his thrusts even more. As my perky breasts bounced from the force, my nipples were repeatedly pulled too. I never experienced anything like this before and I rewarded him with a deep, guttural moan.

My body was hot before, but now it felt like a volcano on the verge of eruption. My entire body started to quiver as a powerful orgasm began to crest. My hands let go of the bookcase and rested on top of Kevin’s hands to keep them on my breasts as my body started to shake. My pussy repeatedly convulsed around my brother’s thick cock and it caused him to pause his thrusts while he left it buried deep inside me. My mind went blank from the pleasure and I opened my mouth wide but the pleasure was too much for me to even moan.

I arched my back and wrapped my hands around the back of his neck while I breathed heavily and started to come down from my orgasm. I took some deep shuddering breaths while I hung onto him tightly. My body spasmed a few additional times and every spasm brought new waves of pleasure as his fingers still clenched my nipples tightly.

Once I felt I had full control over my body, I felt him slip his massive cock out of my pussy. His hands then left my breasts and went to the sides of my dress as he began to roughly pull it down my body until it fell to the floor at my feet. I turned around and saw that he kicked off his shoes and slid his jeans off his legs as well. His large hands soon grabbed my waist and he pulled me into him and kissed me passionately on the lips. I wrapped my arms and his back and my hands felt how muscular and strong his back felt too.

I was beginning to lose myself in his soft lips when I felt his hands grab my ass and he quickly picked me up off my feet. He did so seemingly effortlessly and I had to say it was a huge turn-on to be carried this easily. My nude heels slipped off my feet as he turned us around and headed to a desk nearby. He gently lowered me until my bare ass touched the cool wood of the table. We broke our kiss as I leaned back on the mostly empty desk and rested my upper body on my elbows.

I now had a full view of his naked body and he looked magnificent. His skin was sweaty from the exertion, but it simply made his body shiny and more enticing. I swore his muscles looked even more defined while I saw him breathe heavily in front of me. More impressive still was his rock-hard dick that pointed straight-up in the air and showed no signs of being tired. I spread my legs widely and looked at him with a face that screamed ‘please fuck me hard’.

He grabbed his titanic dick and slapped it hard on my pussy. I groaned in response and he did it again which caused me to moan even louder. Taking a step forward, he raised his cock and dropped it on my tight and toned stomach. It felt so hard and heavy, but my eyes once again widened at the size. Holy shit, how did I fit that thing inside me? It looked like it went clear into my stomach.

I looked up at him and bit my lip while I started to grind my pelvis slightly as a clear sign that I wanted him inside me. I felt like a total slut. However, for a body and a dick like my brothers, I would be happy to be a slut for him.

It wasn’t long before he angled his cock and pointed it straight at my pussy. He pushed his hips forward and his humongous cock-head easily split open my pussy lips and slid inside. I let out a soft moan as my eyes were fixated on his man meat. I watched as inch after inch disappeared inside me while my hands squeezed my perky breasts softly. I don’t know why, but I loved watching his mammoth lance impale me while I felt my pussy squeeze his cock tightly.

Soon his entire length was shoved inside and I dropped my head back while I moaned loudly. His hands grabbed my waist and he squeezed tightly as he pistoned his cock in and out of me quickly. Each powerful thrust brought a new moan out of me. He was pounding my body so hard that I felt the desk below us creak and shudder while my body was slowly getting pushed back. I laid down flat on my back as I reached my arms above my head and gripped the opposite end of the desk with both of my hands to stay on top of it.

Before, my brother seemed in control and calculated with his movements. Now though, he seemed to fully give in to his animalistic instincts and roughly slammed his body and cock into me. I loved that he lost all control. It felt so hot and carnal that we were both lost in our own lust. My body felt so taut like it was trying to not explode in sheer pleasure. His cock was so thick and long that it was repeatedly hitting a spot so sensitive and so deep within me that I knew that I was going to explode in another orgasm soon.