Horny in the Morny (Sarah's Perspective)

I woke up with a burning need between my legs.

My eyes still closed, I moved my hands under the blankets covering my body. Rubbing myself through my panties, I could tell my cunt was already sopping wet, as it is most mornings. I slid one hand into my panties and made contact with... wait, that's not my cunt!

The memories flooded into my half-conscious mind and I jerked upright. I was touching my brother's pussy!

Distraught, I ripped my hands away. Desperately I thought about what to do, but I kept coming back to the same conclusion: I needed to cum. Maybe not right away, but I hadn't gone more than half a day without release in years. I'd finger myself before getting up, sit on one of my dildos the moment I got home, I've even smuggled a pair of vibrating eggs to school inside me so I could get off in the bathroom.

There was no way I could hold out until the next day. Why did it have to be once every two days? Somehow I had to convince him to give me more.

Disentangling myself from the blankets Ryan had lent me, I gingerly sat on his bed and touched his shoulder.

It took a bit of shaking to wake him. Unlike me he had no reason to get up this early, he was done with school and his first college semester hadn't started yet. I hoped keeping him from sleeping in didn't hurt my chances.

"Mmm? Whad'yu want?" He mumbled eventually.

Swallowing my pride, I explained that his cunt was going to drive me nuts and begged him to let me take care of it. To my distress he refused to budge, saying I was already getting away with more than I should. "What would mom say if she found out I'm letting my sister finger my vag?"

That's when I knew how to get what I needed. "Well then what if you do it? She won't get mad at you for fingering your own vagina."

My last words were interrupted by Ryan's coughs. I thought I heard a suppressed snicker too, but I don't know what he'd find amusing about my suggestion so I must have imagined it.

When Ryan recovered from his coughing fit, he looked me up and down, as if only now noticing that I was sitting on his bed in my underwear. "Alright. Yeah, I guess that makes sense."

Sitting up, he reached under the bed and told me to take my panties off. And that's how I found myself in the most embarassing situation of my life until then. Lying on my big brother's bed in nothing but a bra, my legs askew, waiting for him to go to town on me with a vibrating rabbit dildo.

At least he didn't make me wait long. Scooting to sit between my legs, he spread them further to give himself room to work and pressed the rabbit against my crotch.

He left it off at first, just rubbing it against me to lubricate it. I closed my eyes so I wouldn't have to look at him, but his hand on my thigh kept me acutely aware of who was doing this to me. Not a fling or a lover, but my own brother. Why did that thought make me shudder?

Surely it was just the anticipation. I knew what that thing would do to me, and who wielded it wouldn't change it. Ryan proved that a moment later when the rabbit came to life, buzzing against my -his- most sensitive parts. The contact was light, teasing me, briefly touching the clit before pulling away and starting back at the bottom. And all the while Ryan's hand rubbed my thigh. How I wished I could tune that unwanted reminder of his presence out and focus on the pleasure!

My wish was granted when Ryan moved the rabbit forward, spreading the lips of his cunt and pushing in. I could feel it inside me, filling me, drowning out every other sensation. The vibration spread through my body, I could feel it in the pit of my stomach and jolts of pleasure shot up my spine. Deeper and deeper it went, until the little arm near the rabbit's base met Ryan's clitoris and made me scream.

Through the haze I heard Ryan's voice. He was telling me something, but I didn't want to hear it. I blocked out his voice, moaned louder to drown it. Whatever he was saying could wait until I came.

I pulled my bra off, too far gone to worry about my brother seeing my tits. Pinching my nipples, I gave myself the last push and reached my climax.

I may have blacked out for a moment. When I raised my head to look around, Ryan was lying next to me and the rabbit was nowhere to be seen. Averting my eyes from the tent in his underwear, I reached for my bra and asked what he'd been saying.

"It doesn't matter anymore. You should get dressed if you want to catch mom before she leaves. You can cover the arrow pointing to my vagina, but that text needs to stay visible."

I wasn't sure why that would be the case, but I was instinctively aware that Ryan knew what he was talking about. After putting on my shirt, I rolled it up over my belly button, the way I had yesterday.

Mom glanced up from her cereal when I walked into the kitchen. "Morning hun. Sorry I locked you out of your room, you should have told me you were switching before you did it."

Sliding Ryan's key across the table, she looked me up and down. "I also would have liked to know you belong to your brother. You better not let me catch you disobeying him any more, you hear?"

"What? I don't belong to Ryan!"

"That's what it says on your stomach," she shrugged. "Besides, I heard him use you before you came down."

I blushed furiously. Maybe I should have listened to Ryan after all, he was probably warning me that I was being loud.

"Mom, gross. He was not using me, he was just playing with his pussy." Hooking my thumbs into my waistband, I flashed my crotch at her before quickly covering up again.

She raised an eyebrow. "I see what you mean. Well, you keep that clean for your brother, and don't let any boys touch it without his permission."

"Mom!" Like I need you to tell me that!

"And watch your language!" she shouted after me as I snatched the key to my new room and stormed back upstairs.

I needed to change into some appropriate clothes, have breakfast, and then get to school.

At least I'd be able to cross off the second item without mom saying anything else to embarass me, I knew as I heard the front door close and her car start.

[Author's Note: Switching back to Ryan next chapter. If anyone wants to keep writing Sarah's perspective, please do. Just keep two things in mind if you want your branch to merge back into mine: her day should be stimulating without making her cum (you could keep it tame with just verbal ****, or even make her fellow students supportive and friendly if you're feeling kind. if you're not you can go all the way up to a circlejerk, but no penetration of any orifices), and it needs to be done by mid-afternoon. Then she should be on her way home or somewhere she can call Ryan to pick her up from.]