Me and my Bro Part 2

Let me in Izzy! I gotta get dressed!” Damn, the bitch locked the door. One day she was going to have to accept that this was my room too.

“One minute!” She shouted, sounding out of breath.

I wondered what she was doing. “Open the damn door!” No response from her again.

“Fine. You wanna be a bitch then I’ll just let myself in.” I muttered to myself as I walked to the kitchen for a butter knife, the only thing that can force the door open without breaking it. I went back to the bedroom door and stuck the knife in between the door and wall, prying it open.

The door gently swung inward to reveal Izzy on her hands and knees, naked with her fingers stuffed in her little pussy and ass. She was squirting with her face biting into the pillows so I wouldn’t hear her moans. My mouth dropped.

“Izzy what the fuck are you doing?!” The words just slipped out before I could stop them. She scrambled for her blanket, covering herself. I couldn’t move. I was in shock.

“Get out!!” She screamed, her face beat red. With only a little hesitation I grabbed the door knob and slammed it shut. I leaned against the door.

What the fuck did I just see. I thought. I replayed the scene in my head. My dick twitched each time I watched her squirt in my mind. I was hard the moment I witnessed it. I had been fantasizing about my baby sister for a little over a year now. Ever since she hit sixteen and those full plump C cup tits grew in and that firm thick ass developed, but I never knew she could do that. I’ve had plenty of chicks that squirted but never like that. Her pussy gushed like a waterfall and it was so fucking hot.

My cock throbbed painfully in my boxers, poking out. I couldn’t let her see this. She couldn’t know that it turned me on. She’d hate me! She’d be disgusted!

I had to settle my boy down before she came out, so I went to the living room, sat on the couch, and focused my mind on everything but that little scene I just witnessed. Only a few minutes went by before I heard her exit the room and enter the bathroom. Cautiously I crept into the room, changed into a black T, some blue jeans and my shoes. I grabbed my keys and wallet and exited the room closing the door. I heard the shower water running and I instantly began thinking about that wet pussy. I wanted to open the bathroom door, yank her out of the shower, pin her to the bathroom tile, and take her virginity. Ramming my ten inch thick cock deep, regardless if it hurt her.

I snapped myself out of that day dream before I could get stiff again, practically sprinting out the front door and hopping in my jeep. Before I knew it, I was on my way to Mike’s house.

Mike was originally supposed to come here but after what I just saw I needed to tell someone and it wasn’t going to wait. I usually figured my problems out on my own but how would I ever be able to speak to my sister again without those images in my head. It was easy when I didn’t have a clue what was under her clothes. Now it was going to be unbearable. I never told anyone how much of a freak I am. I assumed everyone would flip if they found out I had the hots for my sister so I kept it secret. It was difficult. Every guy that looked at her made me want to scream and tell them that she was mine and only mine, and if they were to even peak at her again, I’d smash their face. But I couldn’t and that frustrated me. Frustrated me so much that I took it out on her by treating her like shit. I hated her for making me feel this way. I called her names, put her down, and kept anything with a dick far, far away from her. She was isolated, depressed, and obviously in need of some loving. God I was such an asshole. If only I knew how she would have felt if she knew I wanted her. If only I could have told her the truth.

I pulled into Mike’s driveway. He had just locked his front door and was giving me a ‘wtf’ look.

“I thought I was coming over to your house?” he said as I slid out of my jeep and scurried my way over to him.

“I’ll explain inside.”

“Oookaaay then.” He unlocked the door again and we went inside.

“What’s going on man? You seem… I don’t know… flustered.” I raised an eyebrow at him and he just shrugged like he didn’t even know what flustered ment.

“Why don’t you get us some some rootbeers and meet me in the living room,” I said before I walked off and sat on the couch.