You love him. Well, I mean, of course you do, he's your big brother after all, it's normal to love your family. As far back as you can remember, he's always been looking out for you, cooking dinners for you when your parents are away, helping you out with homework and taking great care of you. You really couldn't ask for a better brother but...that's exactly the problem.
It's perfectly normal for you to love your brother. However, it's NOT normal for you to blush profusely when he reaches up from behind you to grab something you're struggling to reach. It's also not normal for your heart to skip a beat when you see him leave for work in the morning, black suit and tie matching with his slightly messy hair, eyes barely open but still far too handsome for his own good. And it's CERTAINLY not normal for you to keep one of his shirts underneath your pillow, which you're currently using to surround yourself in his scent while you desperately finger yourself thinking about him.
Your brother left for work as usual this morning and your parents haven't been home in a few months, so you take the opportunity to be as loud as you want as you feel your thoughts getting dulled by pleasure, loudly begging while you imagine him teasing and taunting you for whining about needing more.
"Aww, are my fingers not enough to satisfy my needy little sister? Are you that much of a slut? What else could I possibly give you?"
You imagine him with that condescending smirk of his, somehow simultaneously the most infuriating, and yet most attractive in the world.It's a struggle to get any words out at all as he relentlessly drives his fingers in and out of you, hitting your weak point every single time, but between gasps and moans you manage to stutter out what might be considered a sentence.
"P-please...cock...I n-need co-ah!" You cut yourself off with a yelp as he purposely goes especially deep to make it harder for you.
"Oh? Come on, little one, speak up, I know you can do better than that...or should I stop?"
"No! Please! I need it! I need your perfect cock! I need it inside me so badly, I need you to give me the pleasure only you can so please fuck your slutty little sister until she can't think about anyone or anything else!" You cry out, a part of you absolutely stunned at the fact you would say such a thing out loud.
A low chuckle as he takes his fingers out makes your hole clench around nothing, aching at the lack of being full. God, you feel so embarrassed and humiliated looking and acting like a common whore for him. And yet it makes you so much wetter when you do.
"That's a good girl. You're plenty warmed up now, you know what to do."
You temporarily break your fantasy to get up and reach around under your bed. You've never fully seen your brother's dick but after careful observations and calculations of many outlines, you managed to find a toy that's a close enough approximation to his size and it very quickly became your favourite.Your chest isn't the only thing tightens in anticipation as you pull out a dildo over half the length of your forearm and thicker than your two fingers you usually use, immediately getting back into position.
You tease the head against the entrance, imagining him letting out a groan and praising you for being so wet for him. He curses as he slides into you, stretching you out to match the size of his length, both of you moaning as inch after inch goes inside of you.His dick gently kisses the entrance to your womb as he fully inserts himself into you, the feeling of fullness feeling so good you could almost cum from just this, but you need to give yourself time to adjust before you fuck yourself on your brothers cock like an animal in heat.
He slowly pulls out until his tip is the only thing left inside you, and you know this next thrust will break you. You subconsciously hold your breath as you look up at his face, a mix of love and lust in his eyes as he looks down and fills you back up in one smooth thrust, making you dizzy as you climax because of your wonderful brother. All of a sudden you hear a bang that sounds awfully like the front door closing.
"Emi! I'm home! You okay? I thought I heard a scream."
Oh God, oh no, what? Why is he back already?
It can't possibly be that time already. You must have been out of it for hours, touching yourself over and over - wait, that's NOT what's important right now. Your brother will be there any second! He always comes to check on you when he gets home, and you're still there sniffing his shirt with a silicone replacement for him still 9 inches inside you. It doesn't help your body still feels so sluggish and unresponsive because of what you were just doing, this is bad this is VERY bad-
thump, thump, thump
The sound of his footsteps coming up the stairs matches your racing heartbeat, closer and closer to your room and finding out that his little sister is a whore for him...would that be so bad? Wait, what are you thinking? YES, OF COURSE IT WOULD BE BAD. You have no idea how he'll react, he might just think you're a disgusting weirdo UGH this is the worst possible timing! You barely manage to hide his shirt back under your pillow and cover yourself with your blanket until he knocks twice on the door before entering, a look of concern set upon his pretty face.
"Are you okay? You didn't answer me so I got worried." He asks emphatically, "Jesus Emi, you look pale and you're drenched in sweat. What happened?"
You need an excuse and you need one yesterday.
"I uhh...I took a nap and I had a nightmare..."
...really? That's what you came up with?
You hope the tremble in your voice made it believable enough and pray that your brother is having one of his days where he's a bit dense. Thankfully, it seems like luck was on your side as his tone of voice gets softer,
"Oh, you poor thing, is there anything I can get for you? Some water or tea maybe?"
He sits on your bed and your heartbeat skyrockets once again as he puts the back of his hand on your forehead,
"You're burning up! You stay in bed and let me take care of things."
"But -" You start, but he firmly cuts you off.
"No buts! Better to deal with it now than have it be worse later. You WILL rest."
Your heart aches a little out of guilt for making him worry, and also melts a little for how much he clearly cares about you,
"...Alright. I'm sorry for making you take care of me."
He pats your head as he lets out a light laugh, "Don't be ridiculous, you're my adorable little sister. I wouldn't have it any other way. "
You smile, thanking him as he gets up and leaves your room to get you a drink and a snack, both of which will be very much appreciated by your body that you spent the day ignoring. As much as you're tempted to keep it in, you take the toy out and hide it back under your bed before you forget. Unbeknownst to you however, your brother left the room with a smirk on his face, pulling out his phone while going down the stairs and watching the recording from a camera he hid in a plushie he gave you just yesterday...