My Sister Made Me Ch. 16

She winced internally, knowing that she shouldn't have mentioned that and quickly moved past it.

"The point is, when I felt you behind me and your dick started pushing against my... softer parts," she said, choosing her words carefully. "I wanted it. I wanted it bad. I'm not afraid to admit it, either."

She'd expected him to groan in frustration or turn over, or maybe even get up and try to leave. To her surprise, he simply nodded.

"I had to actually stop myself from pulling my panties aside and letting you have me," she admitted. "And the fact that you obviously know how to seduce someone made it that much more difficult. You were so in control and I just knew that if you wanted me, I wouldn't have stopped you."

He swallowed hard, but she saw the edges of his lips curl up slightly in a smile.

"I think it was obvious that you gave me a very, very powerful orgasm," she said quietly.

He confirmed the admission with a slight nod, and she smiled as the corners of his mouth turned up a little more.

"I don't mind telling you that I don't think I've ever had a better one," she said.

She reached out and traced a finger along his arm, but then realized how flirtatious she was being and shook her head to snap herself out of it.

"Sorry," she said again.

"We agreed on honesty, right?" he asked quietly.

She looked back up at him then. "We did."

"In my sleep-haze, I thought you were Sally," he said.

"I know, honey," she replied. "You didn't hurt me, and you didn't hurt our relationship. I wasn't in pain. I wasn't emotionally damaged."

He sighed. "You've been through too much for me to do shit like that, though."

"Don't you see that I'm the one that keeps causing stuff like this?" she asked. "It was my fault. I'm the one that keeps asking for snugglebunnies. You didn't just... barge in and shove your dick in me or something."

He looked at her oddly for a second, then laughed and fell back on the bed. A few seconds passed until he recovered, though he continued to lay flat.

"That's not something I expected to hear," he said, then propped himself back up again.

"Well, sorry, but it's true," she protested. "It was me."

"We're just going to have to agree to disagree on that," he said eventually. He frowned then and looked back over at her. "Wait... what happened yesterday morning?"

She winced and closed her eyes. "I can't fucking believe I said that!" she groaned. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes once more. "It's not important to what we're talking about."

"We agreed on honesty," Dane pointed out, and she frowned, irritated at him for being right.

But if she were being honest with herself, the same thing happening with her dad that had happened with Dane would only serve to further prove her point.

"Fine, but you don't say a thing to anyone," she said, pointing a finger at him, and saw him roll his eyes at the notion. "I'll tell you, but just... fucking listen until I'm done."

"Fucking okay," he said, causing her to smirk at him.

Glad that she hadn't mentioned anything about what had happened that night, she focused on the previous incident. After a deep breath, she started.

"I woke up and no one else was here. I went downstairs and had a banana, then felt like going and snuggling up with Mama and Daddy like I used to when I was younger. I guess I was feeling a little spoiled and needy and they were the only ones around."

Dane had one eyebrow raised apprehensively. She ignored him.

"I snuggled up between them and was about to fall asleep when mom finally had to get up to start her day. Daddy was still mostly asleep and pulled me tight against him. It was fine for a while, but then he moved and..." she looked up and saw Dane's eyes as wide as could be. "Stop," she said, pointing her finger at him. "Nothing happened."

Dane breathed a long sigh of relief, and after a few seconds, she rolled her eyes at him.

"Seriously?" she asked. "I think I'd be a little more freaked out if I'd had sex with my own father, Dane."

He laughed for a second and looked down at her. "Come on, you've been pretty weird today. Admit it."

She didn't, and only sighed in response. "Anyway, he obviously thought I was mom. He grabbed my boobs, and I felt his dick against me. The point is that I put myself in that situation. He was thinking dirty thoughts, yeah, but they were about mom."

Dane stopped smiling.

She sighed. "I asked you earlier if you could feel what I felt when you were hugging me."

"You did," he confirmed.

"Could you?" she asked.

He didn't respond, and it didn't look like he had an answer for her.

"I felt safe," she said. "I felt everything that I was worried about disappear. I felt the guilt I was still feeling for putting myself in that situation with Daddy go away."

Finally, Dane's face broke into a smile, and she couldn't help but return it.

"You're like... my security blanket," she said. "So... I'm sorry I keep getting us into... tense situations, but please don't abandon me. I need you."

He leaned over and pulled her to him, clutching her against him and holding her there. "I won't. I promise," he said eventually. "I love you, Sam."

She smiled and nuzzled his chest. "Love you, too."

The two continued to lay there for another half hour before she patted his chest and pulled away.

"I'm going to go soak in the tub and shave my legs," she said. "You want to snuggle with me later?"

"Sure," he said, kissing her on the forehead. "I can't promise that I won't get a hardon during snuggle time, though."

She giggled as she stood up and stretched, feeling the edge of her shirt pulling up over her butt and revealing the cute panties she was wearing. Looking back over her shoulder, she saw his eyes locked on her rump before he lazily brought them up to look at her face.

"I think we both know you'll get one," she said. "I can't promise that I won't want to take advantage of it."

He sighed and stood, shaking his head in amusement. "Sam..."

"Sorry," she said, giggling.

He walked over to the door and unlocked it but paused before opening it and was about to say something when she interrupted. "I was just being honest. We agreed on that, remember?"

He closed his mouth again and sighed, taking a few seconds to compose himself. "See you in a bit," he said, rubbing his temples.

"'kay," she said sweetly, swinging her arms in a very girlish manner. "I'll try to remember to put on clothes."

Dane groaned and turned, immediately leaving the room as she laughed out loud.

***

Sam made sure that Alex was done with her bath and went immediately to go and take care of what she needed to. She finished up and headed back to her room. As she passed Alex's room, she glanced in and saw the twins snuggled up next to each other while they slept.

Returning to her room, she left the door cracked and turned off the lights. Moving toward her bed, she started to climb in, but then paused and thought about her comments to her brother earlier.

Wickedly naughty ideas began to crawl around her brain. She didn't even try and stop herself as she pulled her panties and shirt off and slid under her covers, completely nude.

Laying quietly, she impatiently waited for Dane to come back in. She was beginning to wonder if she had to go and find his worrying ass when she heard her door open and shut quietly.

"Sam?" he whispered in the darkness.

"Dane?" she said, though it wasn't a whisper.

He chuckled. "Do you want me to lock it?"

"Of course," she said, lowering her voice.

She heard shuffling again, followed by the metallic click-thud of the lock being slid into place. More gentle shuffling came next, and she smiled in gleeful anticipation of his reaction to her prank.

The mattress bounced a little, and she felt him climbing in. Cool air hit her naked backside and she held her breath in anticipation. Finally, he got in and pulled the cover up over them before sliding up against her.

He was obviously bare-chested, but that wasn't a surprise. His hands pulled her back tightly against him and she immediately felt the bulge push at an odd angle against her butt. Disappointingly, she realized that he was wearing underwear, but that wasn't all that surprising.

"Sam," he said quietly. "You're naked."

She giggled gleefully and nodded in the darkness. "Yep, I told you I'd try to remember clothes. I didn't."

She expected to have to make him stay, but to her surprise and excitement, he simply sighed and snuggled her tighter. With a deep inhale of breath, he relaxed into her and she knew peace again. Warmth, safety, protection, compassion. All of these feelings passed through her as she felt the strength of his presence behind her.

"This is nice," she said quietly, her hand sliding over the top of his, her fingers sliding between his. "Even if you are wearing underwear."

He sighed again, and for a moment she thought he was leaving. He wriggled around under the sheets in an almost angry manner for a few seconds. When she realized what he was doing, she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and surprise.

"Better?" he asked, sliding back into place.

She had to bite her lip to keep quiet as she felt his cock pushing against one of her butt cheeks. A few seconds passed and it got a little awkward, so she replied with an "mmhmm," and clutched his hand again.

"This really makes you feel safe?" he asked quietly, and she sighed when she felt his fingers start to dance across the taut skin of her stomach.

"Doesn't it make you happier knowing that I'm safe and here with you where no one can get me?" she asked quietly.

He didn't immediately respond, and she felt his fingers suddenly stop moving across her stomach. Her heart began to beat faster until it was so pounding hard, she felt sure he must be able to hear it. Silence cloaked the two and he inhaled deeply, his torso pulling back a moment as the cool air of her room hit her naked back.

"Yes," he said finally, his exhale pulling them back close together as his hand pulled her back close to him, his fingers starting their playful dance across her tummy.

Immediately comfortable and at ease, she silently wished that the night would last a very long time. Relaxing and listening to his breathing, she kept quiet and just enjoyed their time while it lasted.

A thought occurred to her eventually, and she couldn't help but giggle in quiet happiness.

"What?" he asked in hushed tones, his fingers still dancing across the skin of her tummy.

"Just thinking," she said. "This is my favorite place in the world."

He chuckled, and she felt compelled to turn and look at him over her shoulder, but then decided to flip completely over to face him. His cock slid across her butt cheek and thigh, then slumped awkwardly against her lower stomach. Forcing herself not to react, she moved up to look him in the eyes.

The moon was only a sliver outside her window, but her eyes had adjusted enough to see the undeniably handsome features of her big brother looking quietly back at her.

"I'm serious," she said. "You're my favorite person in the world, and you make me feel safe."

A smile crossed his face. "Good. That's what big brothers are meant to do."

Happy that he knew she was being serious, she sighed and closed her eyes again to enjoy the night with him. She might have dirty dreams throughout, but she knew that she was going to enjoy every second of sleeping next to him. Feeling like she was well on her way to dreamland, she fell silent and idly ran a finger across his waist with her free hand.

"Is uh... that... going to cause problems?" he asked.

She opened her eyes and looked up at him in the dim light, then sensed the growing erection that was swelling against her tummy.

"Only if we let it," she said quietly. "Does it always do that when you try to go to sleep or are you genuinely excited to be sleeping next to me?"

He chuckled and didn't respond.

"I mean, you know that you're not going to be getting laid tonight, right?" she pointed out.

Filthy thoughts filled her mind, and she felt powerless to stop them and couldn't honestly tell if she wanted to.

"People can have the best intentions and still find themselves in sticky situations," he said.

"Yeah, but we also have willpower," she pointed out. "So... is it something about me that turns you on?"

He shrugged in the darkness, though she could easily see the movement.

"Well, what do you find attractive about other women?" she asked. "What first attracted you to Sally?"

He chuckled. "Her tits if I'm being honest."

Sam giggled and a long silence fell between them. "Well, do you like mine? I know they aren't as big."

Dane was quiet for a few seconds but did eventually respond. "Very much," he admitted. "This isn't a line either, but I actually like yours more."

She bit her lip again to keep from squealing in girlish glee and collected herself. Clearing her throat, she continued, "Come on! Hers are so much bigger!"

He shrugged again. "I like what I like. I mean, look," he said, and she almost cried out in surprise when he reached up and dropped his entire hand down over her left breast. "Yours are the perfect size."

He squeezed the pale flesh meaningfully. "It's not so big that I wouldn't be able to play with all of it..."

His fingers pushed gently into the flesh and stroked across, then returned to their starting points.

"...It's not too small that I can't get a nice grip on it for when... well... you know," he said, his fingers tightening and pulling the whole orb downward.

"Like I said. Perfect," he said, squeezing and caressing it for a few more seconds before returning the hand to its spot behind her back. "What about you? Do you like your breasts?"

She nodded immediately.

"So... are they sensitive or is it more of a visual thing that you like about them?" he asked.

"Oh, they're sensitive, for sure," she said, her arousal coming quickly to a boil. "But I also love the effect they have on people."

His expression looked to be one of happy contentment, and she couldn't have been more excited that he wasn't freaking out.

"Yeah, we tend to get stupid when we see titties," he said, causing her to smile. "But it's nice that yours are actually sensitive. I've dated some girls that aren't turned on by breast play."

Dirty ideas kept popping into her head, and she didn't have enough focus to stop them all, thanks to her surging arousal.

"Here," she said, reaching up and cradling the back of his head and she scooted to sit sideways on one leg. "Watch what happens."

She pulled gently, drawing his face toward her chest as her heart threatened to pound right out of her body. He didn't pull away though, and she was encouraged enough to keep pulling until she'd pushed her nipple into his open mouth.

"Suck," she said quietly, and he did as she commanded, his mouth and tongue warm on her skin as she stared down in pure awe of what was happening.

He slid back a second later and smiled as she looked down, one nipple was clearly much more erect than the other, though it was swollen with excitement as well.

"Damn that's sexy," he said, reaching up to briefly squeeze both in his fingers.

"Thanks," she said, trying not to blush.

She knew that if it wasn't for her rampaging arousal, she would feel like such an idiot and be extremely embarrassed by the situation. She had to keep this going though and looked back at him. "So, what else do you like?"

"About you?" he asked.

"Mmmhmm," she said. "Do you like the way my butt looks?"

It sounded much sexier in her mind than it did coming out, but she couldn't do anything about taking it back. Luckily, it didn't seem as awkward to him as it did to her.

"Hell yes," he said. "I know some girls think they have a fat butt, but yours is nice and cute."

She looked behind her and then back at him, raising an eyebrow in mirthful suspicion.

"Seriously," he said. "Here... lay on your stomach."

She didn't hesitate in the least at his request and slid her legs under the sheets as she turned over and lay flat. As she looked back over her shoulder, he moved to a sitting position and reached over to squeeze one butt cheek and then the other. Then to her ultimate surprise, he spanked her hard enough to make a rather loud slapping noise.

"So damn nice," he said, grinning widely at her as he rubbed the spot he just spanked. "It's bouncy as hell and feels nice when you push it up against me; even when it's cold."

She giggled and turned to face him again as he slid back down under the sheet next to her. "My butt isn't cold!" she protested.

"Sometimes it is," he shrugged. "I don't mind though. Cold is never good for erections, which is a good thing for us."

She snickered and couldn't help but notice the hard flesh of his cock teasing her by pushing against her stomach again.

"I figured you'd like my butt because it makes a nice cozy home for your friend there," she said, hoping and praying that she wasn't pressing him too much.

He laughed instead, and she began to wonder just how far they might go. "Well yeah, but that's not really a fair contest," he said.

"Oh?" she asked.

"No," he confirmed. "Any time you even get near me, my dick gets hard," he admitted, and she couldn't help but smile. "Sliding it between your butt cheeks is just asking for trouble."

She laughed and covered her face for a moment. She was trying to appear as if she were embarrassed or shy and not like the wanton sex object that she wanted him to use her as.

"Well, it's got to go somewhere when we do snugglebunnies," she said with a shrug.

He chuckled. "Believe me, I've thought of a few places that I could put it."

Biting her lip hard, she forced back a giggle and fell silent.

"What about you, Little Miss Nosy. What turns you on about me?" he asked.

She sighed and shook her head, not looking up for a few seconds. Eventually she did, though, and saw him still looking at her waiting for an answer.

"I like the way your chest and arm muscles feel against me when we snuggle," she said. "Plus, it's nice that you always seem to smell good."

He chuckled in the darkness but kept looking at her.

"Of course, there's always..." she said.

Reaching down with one hand, she gripped the large, angry erection and squeezed as she looked up at him, his surprise clear.

"This," she said simply, and let go.

An amused grin came to him and he nodded silently for a bit as an awkward pause settled over them.

"Is it the size?" he asked. "Or how hard it gets maybe?"

She bit her lip again and shrugged. "It's... lots of things, I guess. I mean, you obviously have a really big dick." She looked up at him as she finished saying it and couldn't help but smile. "But... it's also the fact that you're my brother. It's... naughty."

"Very naughty," he confirmed. "Am I the biggest you've seen?"

She wanted to tell him yes but knew that he'd think she was being sweet and could easily tell when she was lying.

"Almost," she said. "Without going into too many details, Kara's boyfriend Duncan has a really big one."

"Oh?" Dane said, a surprised smile on his face. "Well, good for Kara."

Sam giggled. "Other than that, I..." she hesitated and looked up at him. He reached up and brushed a hair from her face in that moment and she smiled, realizing that if she couldn't trust Dane, who could she trust?

"Toni let me watch two different times when she sucked Wade and Bryce off," she said, blushing as she admitted it.

"Really?" he asked, amused and surprised.

"Really," she confirmed.

"Toni and Alex... really do share everything," he said after musing quietly for a few seconds.

"Anyway, you're just as big as they are, if not bigger," she said. "But Keith wasn't all that big, and he was able to... well... you know..."