After The Late Night (Part 1)

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After The Late Night (Part 1)It’s 6pm the day after. I haven’t came out from my room at all…except that one time he went to bathroom and I quickly grabbed something to eat, brought it back to my room, just to realize I can’t eat. As I was in my room, not particularly doing anything, he suddenly knocked.-Hey…I still have the Freddie Kruger movie…I’ll need to return it tomorrow. You want to watch it?I am so nervous…as if… I dont even know what to compare it with…exams are nothing compared to this…The door opens slightly and he appears…not even looking at me. He’s just looking at the DVD in his hand.-Come on, I rented it on purpose to watch it with you.-then he shoots me a glance and raises his eyebrows in question.He seems quite casual. Maybe things aren’t that bad. He seems like nothing even happened. Could he have forgotten? No way. I guess he’s really making an effort to make me feel comfortable. Suddenly I realize, I love him… that’s why I care so much. He is the handsomest man I have ever seen, yet he’s not one bit cocky about it. He’s laid back and patient. He is everything I am not. I need him. He has a way to make everything huge seems miniscule and everything horrible seem unimportant and ironic. Just like now… and yet still I feel hesitation. He opens the door wide and comes in, grabs my hand and with his thumb slightly caressing my hand, says:-Come on, lets go. I can’t help but following mesmerized by the movement of his thumb on my hand. He usually grabs my arm, but now my fingers are in his, and his thumb keeps caressing them so softly. Maybe he is nervous… As we walk out of my room, he suddenly turns around and faces me upclose, my hand still in his. His eyes are staring directly into mines…so deep…so dark…so mysterious and powerful..-Lets watch it in my room…-he says almost like a question, looking so serious and intense.Maybe it is a question, because he waits for me to nod. Then he lets go of my hand and sweeps the hair away from my face, looking at me now smiling.-What is up with you? The movie haven’t even started and you look so scared already. I can’t help but smile back. I guess I really do look scared…I barely slept last night just because of my panic attack, it really must reflect on my face. Then he grabs my hand again and leads me into his room. He puts the DVD in and then goes muğla escort to the door…and closes the light and shuts the door. This brings back all those sensations of yesterday. Why is my body so stupid. We are about to watch a horror movie, and my cunt is once again pulsating for my brother. Then he goes to window and shuts the d****s. I look at him inquisitely.- You think I’d let you watch a scary movie without the full effect? Will see how you handle fear. I remember when you was small … you took it quite well.When I was small, I remember whenever I was scared of something I used to grab my brother’s hand and then the world would seem like a different place to me. Our parents often even laughed about it, how forunate that whenever I had a nightmare I would run to my brother and they could sleep peacefully. It’s true, I remember when I was just four years old and my brother was seven at the time, I would still run into his bedroom and lay down next to him. He would wake up and hold my hand and tell me stories of how there is nothing to fear because the good always win. I even used to fall asleep by his side holding on to his hand, and then wake up and still holding on to it. My parents used to say thatit was useless trying to carry me into my room, because I wouldn’t let go of him no matter what.I look at him now…not many things have changed. I still want him by my side forever. But then again… I look at his body and realize how many things did change. Ever since that first time I caught him waking up with a boner…without even knowing, my body back then reacted to him already.-Are you ready?I smile and he presses play. That movie is so disturbing…I am never going to sleep again. With ever sound effect my body jolts. And suddenly the darkness around me seems quite menacing. My hand automaticly reaches out for my brother’s. My eyes can’t leave the screen. But I can’t help but seek out my brother.Suddenly mid-movie…I realize how close I am to my brother. His arm is wrapped around me and he softly strokes my arm with his fingers. I’m horny once again. His hands are much bigger than mines and rougher. Next to his mines feel like a petal, but that makes me want him so much more. I look at his chest …and my hand itches to touch it. Suddenly his face comes closer to mine and he looks into my eyes for a good couple escort muğla of minutes. His eyes run around my face, stops at my lips and then look back into my eyes.-Can I?- his voice is coarse and sounds like nothing I have heard before. He usually sounds casual, but not now. His voice is lower than usually and it makes it sounds so intense.I swallow hard. And he takes it as a yes. His lips are planted on mines, my body jolts with pleasure. I feel the desire run through my veins. The heat waves are back…just like before. They are unexplainable…it’s just feels like a fever that comes back over and over. My breath is already quickened and sharp. He kisses me softly and lightly, but as he goes deeper, his passion takes over, and once again he makes me dizzy. The world seems to turn round… it is as if his kisses is draining all of my power and replaces it with burning desire. My skin is suddenly extra sensitive to his clothes that rub against my arm. I lift my hand to touch him, but he opens his eyes, and puts my hand back down. He shakes his head (no).-Don’t move.He is now leaning over me. His hand brushes away the hair from my neck and he kisses it lightly. He kisses my cheeks. My lips once more. But those are light and such soft kisses…they make my body only yearn for more. I can feel the blood pumping in my veins…all the way to my cunt. He moves away and lifts my shirt up. I am about to protest…but instead a moan escapes my mouth. His hands are holding on tightly to my waist, while his kisses are in comparison even twice softer than what they seemed before. His mouth finds my nipple. And electric shock wave pulses through my body…every ounce of it craving more. My nipples so hard by now…are melting in his mouth. I put my hands up and reach for the headboard, I clench to it with my hands…and bite my lip not to moan. So much pleasure is running through my body…SO MUCH OF LONG AWAITED PLEASURE. My eyes are watering, but I have to resist from crying…it would probably just freak him out. He still doesn’t know that he is able to bring out my moisture in all kinds of places… my eyes water for him, my mouth salivates for him, my cunt is long ago drowned in all my wetness. Suddenly he pulls on me effortlessly and I let go of the headboard, I am now fully lying on my back. And once again his gaze meets mines, muğla escort bayan while his hands are reaching for my pants. And he doesnt take away his gaze until the pants are off. A whole new me wakes up within. I feel shy and embarrassed…but yet I have never felt so eager about anything else. I want him to look at me…I want him to see me. I need him… my body urges for him. His hand urges me to spread my legs and I obey. As I feel him touch my panties…I twitch… any single motion is about to send me of to orgasm. He position his hand softly on my panties and feeling all my wetness I see his eyes widen and his breath quicken. My body arches towards his hand. But he removes it. I am shaking by now…my muscles all over the body are all contracting with my pussy…the pulsations are so powerful. He takes a hold of my panties with both hands. I put my hand on his and shake my head (no…dont). But that makes him pull them off so much rougher. I am splitting in two from the desire… and yet so scared of him not to like it. I dont even know if he’s a virgin. What if he compares me… As he is spreading my legs wider I see him sliding off even lower. And as his head lowers between my thighs and his tongue touches my absolutely throbbing exposed wet clit…I climax. Through tears and moans I see him look up at me… and then pull on me even tighter and sink in between my thighs. His tongue is driving me wild. He is licking my cum of my cunt. His tongue penetrates my pussy and then once again goes to the clit. With every stroke more cum is leaking out… this is nothing like playing with myself. My cunt doesnt seem to get tired of it…insteads it just pulsates asking for more. Now his finger enters the opening of my cunt…and he dips it inside…my cunt encloses around it and I hear him moan. This sends me of to heaven. I still can’t fully grasp it. The things that he is doing to me. My brother…the one I wanted…the one I need…the one who was there for me every second of my life… Just at the thought of it my pussy errupts with all kinds of new sensations… I wanted him even since I was very very small… when I held his hand… I wanted him… when I seeked comfort from him… this is what I was yearning for. Everything about him… from his tanned skin…to his dark hair… his dark eyes…I wanted it all. Suddenly he moves away and pulls his pants down… and I see his… I see his dick… now that it’s in front of me it is so much bigger and it is pulsating heavily… his pants are off…his shirt was next…And then I freaked… (to be continued)

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