A nice shlick

I crept into my room and shut the door quietly behind me. Yanking my jeans down, I moved my panties to the side and began rubbing my pussy as I lay down on my bed. With my free hand, I fumbled in my bedside drawer and finally dug out my dildo from underneath the clutter that usually hid it.

After spitting on it and spreading the saliva along the pink plastic, I shoved it in and stifled the resulting moan. Normally nothing beat a good cock, but sometimes it was nice to be in charge of your own pleasure.

I writhed, trying to suck my lovely dildo deeper inside me; with one hand furiously rubbing my clit and the other pistoning the dildo (I’d had a lot of practice), I quickly started overheating. As quickly as I could, I pulled my hoodie off and got back to my task. Despite trying to be as quiet as possible, a few moans and squeals escaped my lips.

My door creaked slightly, and I instinctively yanked my covers over me – it’d look suspicious as hell, considering my flushed cheeks and heavy breathing, but it was better than being caught outright loving a lump of plastic.

Liam peeked around the door, and grinned as soon as he realized what I was doing.

Gazing seductively at my brother, I pulled my dildo out of my pussy and licked my juices off it (Man, I tasted good). His pants tented immediately.

In unison, he stepped inside and began undressing as I threw the covers off and chucked my dildo back in my bedside cabinet. I think that was the fastest I’ve ever seen him get naked. He crawled onto the bed, his erection protruding towards me.

“You alright?” he whispered, and I remembered what a wreck I’d been just that morning.

“Yeah,” I lied. Considering his next move, he bought it hook, line and sinker.

He leant down and kissed me, and I felt exactly the same rush as the first time: anticipation, longing, and lust, and, weirdly enough, security swamped my brain. I felt safe with him. Caressing my thighs, he pushed them gently apart and eased into me, and I moaned quietly into his mouth.

I wrapped my arms and legs around him and pulled him closer, and he broke off the kiss, breathing heavily. “I love you,” he whispered.