Little_Sister
Shhh. I'm not really here
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Eric’s grin, and honest eyes are comforting. I love him. The love I should have and the love I should not. No one would understand but I am in love with my brother. I think about growing up, I have always used him as the ideal boy and it wasn’t until last night that I realized I didn’t have to use him as a measuring stick for other boys, I could have him. A rose colored fog already tainting the harsh reality of last night. My mind, remembers love, the last few minutes of him inside me. The passion and fireworks, the care and concern, the love and raw emotion. I feel in my heart that he was made for me. We have shared something, something brothers and sisters shouldn’t but we did and there is no turning back now. I am in love. I just want to be close to him.
I follow my brother and father outside. I want to just be close to Eric, even if he is busy. I sit down in a lawn chair as he and dad discuss the work at hand. Even though he is not talking to me, I find great comfort in my brother’s voice.
“Hey Jules, Stef is on the phone” my mom says as she pokes her head out the door.
I get up and head inside, taking the phone from my mom. Standing in the kitchen next to my mom. We are both looking out the kitchen window at the men in the driveway.
“Uhh, Hey Stef” I stammer.
“Hey, when are you going to be at the barn? I want to go for a trail ride. I figured you would be here by now. We have to talk about last night” Stef says.
“Sorry, I got up late. I will get dressed and be there in about an hour. Eric is working on Dad’s truck so I will have to walk”
“Ok, see you in a bit” she says.
I hang up the phone but stay at the window with my mom. I am unconsciously biting my lip as I glare at my brother through the window. His strong, talented hands, the veins on his muscular arms, the square, scruffy jawline, his soft, kissable lips. I sigh and mom puts are hand on my forehead.
“Are you sure you feel up to riding today Julia?” my mother asks.
“Yeah, I will be fine. Thank you mom” I say wrapping my arms around her in a quick hug before heading to my room to change.
I pull on jeans, a church camp tee shirt, boots and a baseball cap. I pull my long pony tail through the back opening of the cap and head out the door.
Making great time I see Stef’s horse is already saddled. She has my horse tied next to hers.
“HEY!!” I shout as I see her emerge from the tack room with my saddle. I run to meet her.
She hands me the saddle and blanket. Together we get my horse saddled and we are on our way.
“SO, what happened last night?” Stef asks, finally breaking the ice.
I grin, thinking of last night, the feel of my first kiss, the feel of my first orgasm done by someone else, and the feel of my brother’s orgasm inside of me.
“WHAT? Why are you smiling??” she continues impatiently.
“We drove around for a little while and then he took me home. I was ok. We talked and stuff. It was ok I guess” I admit sheepishly, doing my best to fake disappointment.
“I know. I was sad when he showed up without you” Stef said.
“Huh?? What do you mean?” I asked, truly shocked.
“When he got to uh, one of Katy’s friend’s apartment and he was alone. He said he took you home. I have something to tell you. I kissed a guy… well 2 actually and the second, we ‘um. We did it.”
“Wait? What? Eric was where? Wait, you kissed two boys? WHO? You did IT?! With who?!! TELL ME!!” I almost yell.
Stef spurs her horse and taunts “Yes, Yes, and if you catch me I might tell you” as he takes off in a full run.
My mind is spinning and I kick my horse, picking up speed but still a good 30 yards behind. Why did Eric go to another party? Did he kiss someone else? Did he take someone home? Is there a girl in his apartment now? Does he love her? Does he love me? I am jealous and heartbroken all at the same time. Finally catching up to Stef, I kick harder, passing her.
“Fine I will tell you” I hear her yelling from behind me. I slow to a walk and let her catch up.
Stef continues, “So, Katy took me, Kyle and Josh to uh, one of her other friend’s apartment. On the way Josh and I were in the back seat. He kept saying that I had pretty hair, and touching my face. He grabbed my face and kissed me. It was awkward but nice. When he pulled back, I kissed him. He was an ok kisser but not as good as…” She trailed off.
“Was he with anyone?” I asked lost in my own thoughts and not really listening to her.
“Josh? No he is single.”
“No, my brother, was he with anyone? Did he leave with anyone?” I ask.
“No he was alone, just drinking.” Stef answers.
I feel relieved immediately. I am so glad. It was just nerves that brought him back, not another girl.
“Eric is cute though” Stef continues
“I know. He is my brother, so he is off limits!!” I say to her, trying not too subtly to mark my territory.
Stef looked away and then agreed. We walked silently for a while before I remember she said she DID it.
“SO! Who did you do it with? Tell me all about it.” I question.
“I can’t tell you who, because, um, he um, um, goes to church with you. He is a little older than us. He is handsome in a rugged way. It was so nice Julia. He kissed me and he told my sister he loved me. He told her that he has always had a thing for me. We are in love but we have to keep it quiet for a little while. I am sorry I can’t tell you but I promise you will be in our wedding” she says matter of factly.
“Not knowing is going to drive me crazy but I understand. A lot of the parents in our church are strict” I say trying to comfort her. “So, tell me more. Where did you do it?” I say.
“It was so amazing. The way he kissed me, it felt like electricity. His hands were callused but gentle. He knew just how to touch me. When you have sex with some who loves you as much as he loves me, it is just magical.”
I am smiling because I know exactly what she means. The way Eric held me, the electricity between our bodies, and the passion between our lips, I can almost feel it now. I sigh, thinking of how nice he felt and of the love my brother and I share.
“Yeah” I say, encouraging her to continue.
“So, after we finished I cuddled up with him. His arms wrapped around me. Holding me all night long, like he never wanted to let me go. It was so amazing. Then this morning he brushed the hair out of my face, said good morning and gave me the sweetest, most magical kiss that said he was going to love me and only me, forever. He made us breakfast. It was almost like we were already married. It was just perfect, Julia. I love him so much.”
“I am so happy for you Stef. I can just imagine how wonderful it must have been. I am so glad, you have him. I just wish I knew who it was.” I say prodding.
“I am sorry Julia but I promised him, and you can’t beak a promise to the man you are meant to be with”
Those words stuck with me. I longed to be close to the man I am meant to be with. I think of him at home, in my driveway. I miss him. I want to talk to him. I want to cuddle with my brother. All of the things Stef got to do, I want to do with MY man.
“I have to get back home for lunch. When are you going to see him again?” I ask Stef.
“I don’t know for sure but soon I am sure. I told him my parents are out of town so I would bet he comes by today for round 2” she says laughing.
I join her laughter and offer a quick goodbye.
Back at home I smell grilled cheese and tomato soup as I walk in. Mom, Dad and Eric are already at the table.
“Yours is in the microwave” mom says.
I wash my hands and get my food, joining them at the table, taking my ‘normal’ seat next to my brother.
Our eyes lock as I sit and I grin at him. Even just sitting next to him I feel the sparks. My belly is doing flips. To break the tension, I blurt out.
“So, Stef said she is dating a boy who goes to church with us. She said they are in love and going to get married”
Eric coughs and almost spits out his soup.
I give him a quizzical sideways look and continue, “She won’t tell me who though” I pout.
“I am not surprised. She doesn’t come from a very good family. I could see he her corrupting a good, upstanding young man from our church. You need to find out who, so your mother and I can speak with his parents. They need to understand what kind of a girl he is courting. If you see her with this boy, you come home immediately, do you understand me young lady? Good, young women of God, have no place fraternizing with young men. A good man, a man of God, deserving of your love and purity, will be upstanding and present his intentions to me for approval before ever approaching you. Do you understand?” my father states, with a tone, demanding respect.
“Yes, of course, dad. I understand” I say looking down feeling very un-pure at this very moment. I move my knee to bump my brother’s knee and try to change the subject.
“So, Eric. What are we going to do this afternoon? How about we go for a walk then maybe Monopoly?” I say, still looking at my food but enjoying the feel of our closeness and the feel of my knee on his, under the table.
I follow my brother and father outside. I want to just be close to Eric, even if he is busy. I sit down in a lawn chair as he and dad discuss the work at hand. Even though he is not talking to me, I find great comfort in my brother’s voice.
“Hey Jules, Stef is on the phone” my mom says as she pokes her head out the door.
I get up and head inside, taking the phone from my mom. Standing in the kitchen next to my mom. We are both looking out the kitchen window at the men in the driveway.
“Uhh, Hey Stef” I stammer.
“Hey, when are you going to be at the barn? I want to go for a trail ride. I figured you would be here by now. We have to talk about last night” Stef says.
“Sorry, I got up late. I will get dressed and be there in about an hour. Eric is working on Dad’s truck so I will have to walk”
“Ok, see you in a bit” she says.
I hang up the phone but stay at the window with my mom. I am unconsciously biting my lip as I glare at my brother through the window. His strong, talented hands, the veins on his muscular arms, the square, scruffy jawline, his soft, kissable lips. I sigh and mom puts are hand on my forehead.
“Are you sure you feel up to riding today Julia?” my mother asks.
“Yeah, I will be fine. Thank you mom” I say wrapping my arms around her in a quick hug before heading to my room to change.
I pull on jeans, a church camp tee shirt, boots and a baseball cap. I pull my long pony tail through the back opening of the cap and head out the door.
Making great time I see Stef’s horse is already saddled. She has my horse tied next to hers.
“HEY!!” I shout as I see her emerge from the tack room with my saddle. I run to meet her.
She hands me the saddle and blanket. Together we get my horse saddled and we are on our way.
“SO, what happened last night?” Stef asks, finally breaking the ice.
I grin, thinking of last night, the feel of my first kiss, the feel of my first orgasm done by someone else, and the feel of my brother’s orgasm inside of me.
“WHAT? Why are you smiling??” she continues impatiently.
“We drove around for a little while and then he took me home. I was ok. We talked and stuff. It was ok I guess” I admit sheepishly, doing my best to fake disappointment.
“I know. I was sad when he showed up without you” Stef said.
“Huh?? What do you mean?” I asked, truly shocked.
“When he got to uh, one of Katy’s friend’s apartment and he was alone. He said he took you home. I have something to tell you. I kissed a guy… well 2 actually and the second, we ‘um. We did it.”
“Wait? What? Eric was where? Wait, you kissed two boys? WHO? You did IT?! With who?!! TELL ME!!” I almost yell.
Stef spurs her horse and taunts “Yes, Yes, and if you catch me I might tell you” as he takes off in a full run.
My mind is spinning and I kick my horse, picking up speed but still a good 30 yards behind. Why did Eric go to another party? Did he kiss someone else? Did he take someone home? Is there a girl in his apartment now? Does he love her? Does he love me? I am jealous and heartbroken all at the same time. Finally catching up to Stef, I kick harder, passing her.
“Fine I will tell you” I hear her yelling from behind me. I slow to a walk and let her catch up.
Stef continues, “So, Katy took me, Kyle and Josh to uh, one of her other friend’s apartment. On the way Josh and I were in the back seat. He kept saying that I had pretty hair, and touching my face. He grabbed my face and kissed me. It was awkward but nice. When he pulled back, I kissed him. He was an ok kisser but not as good as…” She trailed off.
“Was he with anyone?” I asked lost in my own thoughts and not really listening to her.
“Josh? No he is single.”
“No, my brother, was he with anyone? Did he leave with anyone?” I ask.
“No he was alone, just drinking.” Stef answers.
I feel relieved immediately. I am so glad. It was just nerves that brought him back, not another girl.
“Eric is cute though” Stef continues
“I know. He is my brother, so he is off limits!!” I say to her, trying not too subtly to mark my territory.
Stef looked away and then agreed. We walked silently for a while before I remember she said she DID it.
“SO! Who did you do it with? Tell me all about it.” I question.
“I can’t tell you who, because, um, he um, um, goes to church with you. He is a little older than us. He is handsome in a rugged way. It was so nice Julia. He kissed me and he told my sister he loved me. He told her that he has always had a thing for me. We are in love but we have to keep it quiet for a little while. I am sorry I can’t tell you but I promise you will be in our wedding” she says matter of factly.
“Not knowing is going to drive me crazy but I understand. A lot of the parents in our church are strict” I say trying to comfort her. “So, tell me more. Where did you do it?” I say.
“It was so amazing. The way he kissed me, it felt like electricity. His hands were callused but gentle. He knew just how to touch me. When you have sex with some who loves you as much as he loves me, it is just magical.”
I am smiling because I know exactly what she means. The way Eric held me, the electricity between our bodies, and the passion between our lips, I can almost feel it now. I sigh, thinking of how nice he felt and of the love my brother and I share.
“Yeah” I say, encouraging her to continue.
“So, after we finished I cuddled up with him. His arms wrapped around me. Holding me all night long, like he never wanted to let me go. It was so amazing. Then this morning he brushed the hair out of my face, said good morning and gave me the sweetest, most magical kiss that said he was going to love me and only me, forever. He made us breakfast. It was almost like we were already married. It was just perfect, Julia. I love him so much.”
“I am so happy for you Stef. I can just imagine how wonderful it must have been. I am so glad, you have him. I just wish I knew who it was.” I say prodding.
“I am sorry Julia but I promised him, and you can’t beak a promise to the man you are meant to be with”
Those words stuck with me. I longed to be close to the man I am meant to be with. I think of him at home, in my driveway. I miss him. I want to talk to him. I want to cuddle with my brother. All of the things Stef got to do, I want to do with MY man.
“I have to get back home for lunch. When are you going to see him again?” I ask Stef.
“I don’t know for sure but soon I am sure. I told him my parents are out of town so I would bet he comes by today for round 2” she says laughing.
I join her laughter and offer a quick goodbye.
Back at home I smell grilled cheese and tomato soup as I walk in. Mom, Dad and Eric are already at the table.
“Yours is in the microwave” mom says.
I wash my hands and get my food, joining them at the table, taking my ‘normal’ seat next to my brother.
Our eyes lock as I sit and I grin at him. Even just sitting next to him I feel the sparks. My belly is doing flips. To break the tension, I blurt out.
“So, Stef said she is dating a boy who goes to church with us. She said they are in love and going to get married”
Eric coughs and almost spits out his soup.
I give him a quizzical sideways look and continue, “She won’t tell me who though” I pout.
“I am not surprised. She doesn’t come from a very good family. I could see he her corrupting a good, upstanding young man from our church. You need to find out who, so your mother and I can speak with his parents. They need to understand what kind of a girl he is courting. If you see her with this boy, you come home immediately, do you understand me young lady? Good, young women of God, have no place fraternizing with young men. A good man, a man of God, deserving of your love and purity, will be upstanding and present his intentions to me for approval before ever approaching you. Do you understand?” my father states, with a tone, demanding respect.
“Yes, of course, dad. I understand” I say looking down feeling very un-pure at this very moment. I move my knee to bump my brother’s knee and try to change the subject.
“So, Eric. What are we going to do this afternoon? How about we go for a walk then maybe Monopoly?” I say, still looking at my food but enjoying the feel of our closeness and the feel of my knee on his, under the table.