Free Big Brother's Breeding Dance (Virgin Sister Impregnation Sex) by Nicole Snow

 
I: A Date, a Dance, and a Demand
     
    I stood at the edge of his room, my palms
flat against the cool wall for support. My disbelief melted before
my eyes as I watched him sleeping.
    Wow. It wasn't just my imagination – he
really looked like a Greek God up close!
    Jack's chest rose and fell in the soft
moonlight seeping through his blinds. I rolled one hand along my
lower belly. My thin gown cinched between my legs, feeling
marvelously hot and thick.
    Lust steamed through my veins like dense
smoke. My lips became an O, a passage for a silent moan.
    If it weren't for the tight gray boxers
hugging his hips, I would've seen every inch of my big brother in
all his glory.
    But I wasn't dissatisfied. No sir.
    I'd never been a greedy little girl. I
thanked the heavens for everything I got, and that went double for
smoking hot glimpses of big brother.
    My eyes wandered across his rigid torso,
studying the hard physique he'd carved through High School and
college.
    The buff boy who'd left us four years ago to
move across the state line for engineering school had returned a
man. And what a man!
    A familiar heat pulsed between my thighs. I
closed them together, mirroring the taut muscles throughout the
rest of my body, gingerly chewing my lip as Jack slept on.
    I wonder if he's dreaming about sex?
    Seeing the hard ridge beneath its gray
sheath brought forward all sorts of naughty questions. Then again,
from what little I knew about men, I'd heard they sometimes get
erect at night, no matter how bland their dreams.
    My heartbeat thundered beneath my ribs. The
gentle, steady tempo vibrated across my whole body, lighting my
blood on fire.
    I moved with the flames. When I looked down
again, swooning lightly, I'd taken two steps into his bedroom
without thinking.
    Danger, lust, and a little dash of shame
crashed inside me like a train going off its rails.
    My vision temporarily blurred. Staring at my
older brother's gorgeous body for too long was just as hard as
gazing at the sun.
    This is crazy,
Stacey, a little voice said inside
me. You have to back away from
him.
    Right now! Before you do something really
stupid...
    And my brain wasn't running on anything but
stupid. The ache in my sopping wet core spread through my legs,
begging them to take another step forward, to slide into bed with
him.
    If he didn't wake up, I'd
take his waistband and yank it to his thighs, revealing his last
beautiful secret and making it all mine .
    Mine, mine, mine! I practically felt him
clasped in my small fingers already...
    Hot. Thick. Full of promises.
    “ No,” I mouthed. My reason
regained the upper hand, turning my legs like a reluctant
ship.
    My right foot fell on the crack at the
entrance to his room. Behind me, he stirred.
    I came to a dead stop. Jack's body arched as
he groaned and stretched, repositioning his handsome bulk in his
sleep.
    My blood went cold. I held my breath as long
as I could, terrified that he'd wake up and find me in his room,
staring with a hunger a man like him couldn't mistake for anything
innocent.
    Shit, shit, shit! Oh, please let me get out
of here...I'll never do this again. I promise.
    The white lie I told myself worked. Jack's
heavy, slow breathing resumed behind me.
    I twisted my neck to look at him one last
time before I tip-toed away from his room. Yes, it was worth it.
I'd nearly paid the ultimate price for feasting with my eyes.
    But how could I regret anything? How could I
forget about the lean strength concentrated in his toned limbs, and
that virile bulge in his boxers...
    Back in my room, I crashed into bed. My
veins were still simmering, caressed by the adrenaline storm
coursing through me.
    I lifted my ass and tore my panties to my
knees. My long fingers went to work immediately, searching for my
clit and racing wet laps around it, recalling my brother's beauty
imprinted on my mind.
    True, I was a virgin to everything except my
own hands, but I knew my way around my own body.
    I shoved the corner of my