0 comments/ 22135 views/ 2 favorites A Midnight Snack By: nofungirl I arrive home at midnight after a long day traveling from one client's office to another's. The house is silent and dark. I creep down the hall to find you asleep in the middle of our bed, lying on your back and softly snoring. I do not want to disturb you, as you look to be dreaming peacefully. I go to the kitchen to have a light snack, but nothing seems to whet my appetite. So I decide to turn in. I wash my face and brush my teeth in the guest bathroom. As I undress in silence, I catch a glimpse of my body in the mirror. I turn to look at myself. Brushing my hair back behind my shoulders to expose my breasts, I run my hands over them. Smiling, I caress my breasts as you do. My nipples becoming stiff with the touch of my cool fingers. Slowly I slide both hands down my torso, touching my soft tummy, tickling my sides. My skin tingles with pleasurable gooseflesh. Pressing my palms flat on my hips, I walk my fingers into my groin. Combing them through my soft pubic hair the coolness of my fingers makes me shiver. My labia swell ever so slightly at the nearness of my them. I step wider and spread my legs just a bit. One hand goes to my mouth and I gently suck on a finger to warm it. The other hand begins to knead my mound, carefully avoiding any contact with the lips of my pussy. I use my middle and index fingers to pull my lips apart. I take that warm, wet finger from my mouth and slide it along my exposed clitoris. I push three fingers- one warm and two cold- into my opening and pump them quickly and roughly. My eyes shut tightly at the sensation. I moan louder than I had planned and am aware that your snoring has stopped. Reluctantly pulling my fingers out, I listen intently to the quiet. Laughing silently, I imagine you walking in to find the lights blazing, the room scented with my juices, smiling at my reflection, completely nude, caressing my voluptuous body. The thought makes my thighs quiver. There is a hunger within me, a hunger for my lover, a hunger for you. I move swiftly to our room and gently slide into bed. You are still lying on your back, dreaming as your eyes move quickly behind your lids. I crawl beneath the sheets and position my self at you groin. You are flaccid as you lie there peaceful. I slide a hand up your thigh and down under your leg. As I start to kiss your groin, I hear you moan softly. I take your soft penis into my mouth. Your ass tenses involuntarily at the feeling. You immediately begin an erection. I suck and lick your soft cock to make it swell. I feel you growing and hold you in my mouth until your manhood will no longer fit in my mouth. I slide my hand up from your leg to your ass, digging my fingers into your cheek. With you cock now fully erect, I begin to tease it. Licking the head roughly, I shove the tip of my tongue into the slit. I encircle your scrotum with my free hand wrapping my thumb and forefinger around the base of your penis. My grip squeezing more blood into your member. You shift slightly, beginning to squirm. Not sure if this is a part of your dream, I see your hand instinctively searching for me at your side. But I am beyond your reach, busying myself with my midnight snack. I feel the edge of your head pop into my tight lips and press against my tongue. Your cock is so engorged, the taught skin feels like steel on my slippery lips. Sucking your glans into my wet mouth, I taste a little drop of precum. It must be a good dream! I hear you whispering unintelligibly, perhaps a conversation within your dream. I push my mouth down letting your cock slide up into my throat. As I pull back up to the tip, I release my grip on your balls. Your legs twitch. I tighten my grip and push you up into my throat. Releasing, I pull back up. I start to move faster. My head bobbing up an down beneath our sheets. Your thighs tensing and relaxing with the rhythm of my movements. As I grip your balls tighter, I feel them stiffen as your orgasm stirs. I release my grip and put my hands on your hips. Pressing you down into the mattress as I pull your penis away from your body with my hungry mouth. Your shaft is slick from my saliva and allows me to move up and down very quickly. I open my mouth slightly as I fuck you with it. The sounds of my slurping interrupts your dream. But I continue to move up and down. Cock into my throat and out to the edge of your glans. You groan and your hands slide down to my head. I hear you breathe faster as you caress my hair. "Well hello!" you say hoarsely. Awake now, you urge me on "Oh yeah babe, Oh God that is so good!" My pussy is so wet and aching, I grind it on your knee as I bring you closer to your orgasm. "Yes, suck my cock! You are so wet, let me make love to you. Your mouth feels so good. So talented" you moan. The feeling of your muscular leg scrubbing my clit makes me want your cum. I pause long enough to say "That's it. Cum for me, cum in my mouth. I love you!" I grab your shaft, shoving it into my mouth as I go down, pulling it out as I go up. Your body tenses as you shout "Oh God Baby! Yes baby that's it. Cumming.... OH GOD, YESSSSSSSS!!!" I begin to swallow as your orgasm explodes into my mouth. Loads of hot white cum spraying my throat. Your hands grabbing the sheets into your fists. Your head thrown back. I devour your semen, suckling it like honey. Milking your cock with my hands until you beg me "Stop, oh please, stop!!!" But I don't stop. I keep sucking you in and out of my mouth, your fingers return to gripping my head so tight. Finally you relax, your penis beginning to soften between my lips. I lick my lips clean and kiss my way up your body. You jump and gasp with every touch of my lips. I make it to your face and kiss your mouth a long, slow sweet kiss. A kiss saying I love you. Telling you that I love your body. Showing you that I will always please you. A Midnight Snack She shivered with the cold, and pulled her cloak closer to her body. How she hated the cold winter night and would not be out in them if she had a choice. She would much rather be in front of a roaring fire, watching the flames leap & dance than be out on such a night as this. Still, needs must when the devil drives as her kindly old Nurse used to say. There were not many people on the Streets on this cold frosty night. She could feel the nip in the air and knew that by morning there would be at last a thin layer of snow on the ground. Any sensible person would be tucked up in bed, with either a warming pan or another human being to keep them warm. She wished they were her options, but they were not. She also wished that her clothing was more substantial, but it was all she had for now, so it would have to do. The cold gnawed at her skin, but it as not as bad as the other pangs gnawing at her. The cold she could live with, the other she needed to resolve. The longer she left it, the worse it would get, she had to find resolution soon, but where? Then, she saw a likely Alehouse, she might find what she was looking for there, maybe a young buck out on the town, looking for fun or even a comely young lass who she could befriend, who would solve the pangs. She opened the door to the Alehouse, and the heat escaped almost like a person, rushing past her. She walked in looking around to see who was likely, not many people were in the bar, but as her eyes searched she saw him. A young buck on his own, looking sad and miserable, obviously a Landed gentleman from his clothes, the manner in which he sat, and in fact his whole demeanour. What he was doing in this Alehouse she had no idea. He was handsome as well, which was always good, she had lately been looking for someone to share her burden and he could be the one. He had long auburn hair tied in the style of the gentry, a frilled white shirt & velvet britches on, and his velvet jacket was thrown on the seat next to him. He had a large jug of Ale in front of him, but was staring into space. Maybe his love had left him, she did not care, and she would make him hers before the night was out. Her next problem was how to approach him, she did not want to scare him off. She brought a jug of beer and a gin and went over to his table. Smiling she said that she thought he need cheering up, so she had brought him a jug of Ale, and asked if she could join him. He did not look up, which would have made it so much easier for her, but life was never easy. He affirmed that she was welcome to join him, so she sat next to him. She hoped that he would look up soon, the night was drawing on and so was her need. At last he raised his head to thank her, and her eyes looked deep into his for a few seconds, that was all she needed. He smiled and her, and told her that she was a very comely wench. She said that he was handsome, and that she could also be a very accommodating wench if he wanted. He thought on this, and said that he was unsure what she meant, she responded that shewouldshow him how accommodating if he had a room. He said that he had an apartment about to streets from there, but wanted to drink his Ale first. She replied that she would wait, but he would have to be quick. Looking deep into her eyes, his blue eyes glazed a little. Then, he said that he would not be long, and drunk down both jugs of Ale within 10 minutes, telling her that he needed an accommodating woman to warm his bed on this cold night. She made the pretence of blushing, and said that they would see. He rose, putting on his jacket, told her to follow him and they would go to his apartment. As she walked close to him, she could smell the sweet smell of the thing she desired most, almost tasting it. But, not yet, she must control herself, it would not do to leap on him in the street and take it. Her pangs would have to wait a while longer to be quenched. He said as they walked, that she reminded him of his lost love Annebelle, who had recently been killed, and she realised that he was the son of Lord Fitzwarren, whose intended had been recently killed under the wheels of a carriage. She had chosen well, he would welcome what she had to offer with open arms. He lead her to a cleaner looking building than most and taking her hand lead her upstairs. Opening the door, he led her in to a warm room, which was furnished in red & gold. There was a large four posted in the centre of the room, she made a beeline for this and sat on it. Patting the bed next to her, she motioned for him to sit by her. He seemed reluctant, but one look into her powerful eyes, and he sat meekly next to her, looking at her with an almost hangdog look as a puppy looking at his mistress. And she certainly WAS his Mistress this night. She slowly undid the ties on the front of her dress having removed the cloak when they entered the building. Her full breast fell free and he reached out to touch them. Rubbing them gently, almost as if afraid to hurt her. She put her hands over his and showed him that she liked him to be a little rough, so that he began to squeeze & nip them hard with his fingers. That sweet smell was in her nose again taunting her now that he was so close to her. She could also hear the rushing noise, and beating which was making her juices flow. She wanted to cure her pangs now, but knew she must wait a little longer, not much longer, but a little, she always found it so hard to resist the urgent need at this time. She pulled at his shirt, exposing his chest to her, seeing the motion, and hoping that he had not noticed what was missing from her. It was taunting her, as she ran her hands over it, feeling it, wanting it, needing it. She ran her nails down his chest, they came away red, such a beautiful color. The red was on his chest as well .She put her fingers to her mouth and licked greedily at it, he was now too much hers to notice her actions. She ran her fingers across his lips, and he licked a little of the blood, as she leaned forward and licked some from his chest. This was however, not enough for her, she needed something more. She pushed his hands away and standing shucked off the dress, so that her body was revealed to him. Then, she lay on the bed, spreading her legs to reveal her womanhood to his eyes. He looked at it hungrily as he removed his trousers, so that he too was naked, and joined her on the bed. He did not need telling what she wanted, as his tongue found her inviting pussy, and began to lap at it eagerly. She grabbed him, making him turn so that his cock was close to her mouth, and it almost became too much for her, that sweet smell, the pulsing sound, she needed to feed and soon. Her tongue licked the shaft, as she gripped the warm thing in her hand, her need was becoming too much almost. She took the warm throbbing flesh deep into her throat, as she waited for the right moment. Her hand felt his engorged scrotum, pumping the life giving sperm into his penis preparing him for her. She nipped at the scrotum drawing a little blood, and his cry of pleasure was music to her ears. She sucked at the blood, her now grown canines sinking in deeper. She felt his human teeth nipping her clit, and felt her blood suddenly pulsing as he sucked at it, tasting her. She had succeeded, he was now her, as he had tasted her blood, he would soon change as she was, to spend an eternity walking the night in search of the blood lust hat would drive them. She bit deep into his sac, his blood flowing into her mouth, not enough to kill him, but enough to stay her hungry pangs. He turned, pushing her head away from his cock, and turning with a little effort from the loss of blood, he entered her. Soon, he was pumping his hot sperm inside her, mixing with her, mixing with both their bloods. She bit into his neck as they both came, in a massive orgasm. Collapsing upon her, he sighed and tiredly said, "Thank you, My vampire Lover," before slipping into the sleep of the almost dead. A Midnight Snack - The Appetizer This story is a piece of fiction. * The incessant ringing of the telephone woke me up. I looked at the bedside clock and sighed as I realized it was well past 7:00 AM. "Hello," I mumbled. "Hello kitty, kitty" said the voice on the other end, sounding unbelievably cheerful at this time of the day. "Mike," I screamed as I heard the ever cheerful voice of my brother, "How the hell are you?" "I will be in your neighborhood for a conference," he replied, "can I come by and see you?" "You certainly may!' I squealed with delight, "why don't you stay with me?" "Sure" he confirmed, "I will be there Friday night." "I will be wearing my lace panties," I giggled. "See you Friday Kat. Love ya". "Love ya a whole lot more Mikey," I replied and hung up. The memory of our teenage years came back. I had to go to party and I was dateless. I turned to my older brother Mike for help and he agreed to be my date. I was wearing a short skirt to show off my legs. I was wearing a tight blouse with the top button open to show off my cleavage enhanced by a push up bra. We were walking along when a sudden gust of wind blew my skirt up, exposing my lace panties. The expression on my brother's face was interesting to watch. His eyes widened. Then he broke into a wide smile. "You got a pretty ass!" he exclaimed. From that day on, it became our joke. He would refer to my pretty ass whenever he wanted to emphasize something. I was excited by the thought of spending time with Mike again -- maybe I could persuade him to stay a few more days with me. Before I knew it, the week was gone and it was Friday, Soon after I saw him come down the escalator with a huge grin on his face. I could barely contain myself as I ran to the bottom of the escalator and hugged him. "You look great!" he gushed. "What a dumbass," he said referring to my ex-boyfriend, "Jim is such an idiot." When Jim and I parted ways three months ago, Mike was the first one I turned to for comfort. "Why?" I wanted to know. "How could that fucking jackass leave you?" he continued his diatribe, "are you seeing anyone yet?" "Nah," I replied, "I think I have had enough of boyfriends for a while." "Sorry to hear that Kat," he looked concerned. "So how is the love of your life?" I asked trying to change the topic. I had not met Mike's girlfriend, but Mike never shied away from sharing details about their sex life. "Actually anyone's sex life would be better than mine right now," I groaned inwardly as I heard him provide the juicy details. "Penny for your thoughts," Mike's voice brought me back to earth. "Wha..? Yeah, ok" I stammered. "Are you okay Kat?" Mike was concerned, "you were suddenly far away." "Oh no, I am fine," I lied. "Okay," he replied, not quite believing me. . We drove the rest of the way in silence. "We are home," I declared as we pulled up. Mike retrieved his bags from the trunk and took them inside. "I can't believe it is SO hot here," Mike said for the umpteenth time. He took his shirt off. My heart skipped a beat. He must have been working out. I could not take my eyes off his bulging biceps. I also noticed his tan. His upper body was tanned and blended well with his golden blond hair. "What are you looking at Kat?" Mike's mocking tone brought me out of my reverie. "Just admiring those muscles Mikey," I replied, pressing fingers against his six-pack, "you working out?" "Yeah," he replied with a grin, "I gotta keep up with Leah." "Okay, you can put your stuff here," I pointed to the closet, "and put that body on the bed." "Thanks sweetie," he replied with a smile, "I think I will have a shower first." Before I could turn around, he started to unbutton his jeans and pull them down. I stood watching transfixed as he dropped his jeans and stood in front of me in his boxers. I noticed a slight bulge in the boxers and I could feel a flush creep up my back and into my face. "Okay, I will see you later," I half-shouted as I turned around and hurried out. I went to the other guest bedroom that served as my office space to browse through my emails. I could hear the bathroom fan go on, followed by running water, which I assumed was that him shaving. After a while I heard the loud noise of water streaming into a bowl. I smiled as I recognized the sound as that of peeing. Suddenly, my mind leaped back to when he stood in front of me in his shorts. I felt the familiar feeling of warmth creeping up through me. I quickly tried to banish those thoughts from my head. "He is your brother damn it!" I screamed silently. "So?" started my other voice, "He is strong, he is handsome and probably well hung!" "No, no!" I tried to fight the feeling, "he IS my brother, not another guy." "So?" the other voice asked me again, "and remember you haven't had sex in the last 3 months!" Further conversations in my head were interrupted by the ringing of the telephone. "Hello!" I spoke into the telephone, relieved by the interruption. "Kat?" the voice wanted to know. "Yes," my tone was neutral, "and." "Hey I am Leah," the voice at the other end was warm and friendly, "we meet at last!" "Finally," I exclaimed, "I am delighted to hear your voice." "So," Leah asked, "when are you planning to come by this way?" "Hopefully soon Leah," I was uncertain. "Mike is in the shower. Oh wait!" I heard the shower stop. "If you don't mind holding for a couple of minutes Leah, I will ask him to pick up the bathroom telephone, okay?" "Sure, not a problem," Leah replied, " thanks and hope to see you soon." I put the handset down and walked toward the bathroom. The door was slightly ajar. I turned the fan off and shouted, "Mikey, Leah is on the phone. Please pick up the one near the shower okay?" "Okay, Thanks" he shouted back. I peeked in through the door to make sure he picked up the phone, just as he stepped out of the shower. A sharp breath escaped my lips as I watched him walk up to the wall telephone, completely naked. I stood transfixed at the door, watching my brother speaking to his girlfriend. More amazing was that his pubic area was completely hairless. My mind compared this to Jim's hairy crotch. Jim would not never agree to shave it all off. His penis, which was not fully erect, seemed to be huge, definitely bigger than Jim's. I watched with growing fascination Mike take his flaccid cock in his free hand and massage it gently. His eyes were half closed, as he spoke softly into the telephone. His hand was moving faster and faster as his cock achieved full erection, standing proud and away from his body. I figured it must be at least eight inches long. I licked my dry lips with my tongue while my legs felt weak. I put my hand against the wall to support myself. My other hand found its way through the waistband of my skirt and panties. I rubbed my clit, running my fingers over the pussy lips. I dipped a finger into my pussy and found it wet and well lubricated. My hips moved forward as if on their own, enclosing my finger in the depths of my pussy. A sigh escaped my lips as I felt the growing need for sex. I watched with horror when Mike's hands stopped moving and he turned around to look at the door. I stepped back into the shadows of the hallway. When I ventured to peek in again, he had resumed his stroking while speaking on the telephone. Consumed by my lust and need, I watched my brother masturbating to the distant voice and matched my movements to his. My fingers were going in and out of my pussy while my thumb was stroking my clit. "I am cumming baby!" I could hear Mike say louder into the telephone, "I am cumming for YOU!" With that his body jerked a little and I could see the thick white liquid spurt out the opening of his cock as a steady stream. I could not hold back any longer either, as my hips suddenly stopped moving and my thighs tightened. I felt cum on my hands as I cupped my mouth with hands to prevent my screaming. Relieved, I saw Mike drip the last drops into his hands and hang up the telephone. Just as I thought he was going to be done, he lifted up the toilet seat and let a steady stream of pee into the bowl. I had to restrain myself into not kicking down the door and holding that beautiful piece of man meat in my hands. Having completed his discharge, Mike cleaned the tip of his cock with a piece of toilet paper and put on a fresh pair of boxers. He was combing his hair and I figured hanging around the bathroom was ill-advised. I ran back to my office, hoping the flush creeping up my face would subside. A few minutes later, Mike poked his head through the door. "I am starving," I heard him asking, "shall I fire up the grill?" I turned around to find Mike standing at the doorway in his boxers. "Oh my!" I thought as I caught myself staring at his crotch. "Sounds like a great idea," I agreed, "I have a couple of pieces of seasoned salmon fillet. You can throw that on the barbie." "Yum," he licked his lips, "I love your lemon and peppercorn seasoning." "I will be down in a few minutes," I announced, "I need to take a shower too." "Okay fine," Mike replied heading down the stair, "don't take too long." I smiled as I headed into my bedroom. It was so typical of Mike. I got out of my clothes and threw them into the hamper along with my now damp panties. I caught my reflection in the mirror. At 5'11, I had taken after Mike in my height. With a bust that fit comfortably in a bra size of 34B, I had a boyish figure. My nipples were hard and erect, betraying my excitement. As I headed to the bathtub, I noticed a a drop of a whitish substance on the edge of the tub. I ran my finger over the substance to see what it was. It felt sticky and smooth between my fingers. It had a musky smell, when it dawned on me that I was staring at a drop of Mike's cum. Before I could control myself, I brought my finger close to my face and licked it. "Lightly salted!" I thought to myself as I realized I had just tasted my brother's cum. I turned on the water and stood under the shower, letting the streams of warm water all over me. As I took the body wash on a wash cloth and soaped my body, my mind began to wander, thinking again of Mike and then his cock. I could feel the excitement build up inside me again. I picked up the shaving cream and the razor and shaved my underarms and legs. Then carefully I shaved all of my pubic hair. I rinsed off the conditioner and stepped out of the shower. As I patted myself dry, I looked in the mirror again, to make sure I had not missed any hair. Satisfied, I realized how pink my pussy lips appeared. Covering myself in the bath towel, I headed to the bedroom. I found my favorite green paisley print sundress which stood way up on my thigh and showed off my bare back. Wearing a bra was out of the question. As I rummaged through my panty drawer, a sudden devilish thought occurred to me. I closed the panty drawer without putting one on and ran down the stairs. I went out on to the deck where the welcome smell of cooking fish and corn hit my nostrils. Still shirtless, Mike was hunched over the barbecue, cleaning up the grill. The fish fillets wrapped in foil, were on the table along with salad, grilled vegetables and corn. "I'll get the beer while you finish up," I said, running back into the kitchen. I headed back out to the patio, with a cooler filled with a few bottles of beer. "Wow!" Mike was staring at me as I walked by. All he had on was his boxers. "Wow what?" I teased him, "haven't you seen a girl in a dress before." I realized that he was staring at my chest. My nipples were protruding through the thin fabric of my dress. "You are not wearing a bra?" leave it to Mike to get straight to the point. "Michael!" I raised my voice in mock protest and stuck my tongue out. He blushed as he suddenly realized that his erection was showing through the fabric of his boxers. "Shit!" he swore, "Sorry sis. You are looking very sexy tonight." "Thank you Mikey" I blew him a kiss. "And," he continued, "there is always something very erotic about seeing erect nipples through a dress." "Jeez Mike," I tried to cover my chest in mock modesty, "if you keep talking like this, I will reach out and pull your cock out of your boxers." We both laughed. "And if you were not my sister, I would fuck you right now," he was still laughing. "Okay, enough of this," I wanted to stop this before I lost my self-control, "lets eat. I am starving." "Good idea," Mike served the food. I bent down to retrieve the beer from the cooler and noticed Mike was still staring at me. "Cut it out Mikey, you are staring at my boobs." "Sorry," he was apologetic. "That's okay." I steered the conversation to Leah, his job, his conference and so on. I watched him in the fading sunlight as he talked with glowing enthusiasm. Our beers were gone and he stood up, stretched and let out a big yawn. "Its been a long day, sis", he said stifling a yawn, "I will trade the dessert for some sleep." "Sure," I could see he was tired, "go on upstairs, I will clean up." "Thanks Kat," he held out his hands. "You are welcome," I replied fitting myself in his embrace. Mike's hands felt hot on my bare back. As I stood up on my tiptoes to kiss him good night, the front of my dress lifted up. I could feel his growing hardness through the boxers against my suddenly bare pussy. Almost unconsciously, I moved up and down, feeling Mike's thick shaft as I felt the first tinges of wetness. "Goodnight sweety," I could feel Mike's hot breath on my ears. "'Night!" I responded, brushing my lips against his and ending on his cheek. He let me go and thankfully the front of my dress came down. I forced myself to turn away, so he would not notice the flush creeping up my face. As I turned away, my breasts brushed against his hand. "Oopsie", we both said in unison, while his hand cupped my breast. I felt a jolt of electricity flow through his hands, lighting my whole body on fire. . With weak knees I sat down on the chair. "Sleep tight sweetheart," he started. "And don't let the bed bugs bite!" I completed. He slowly walked away, as if shaken by the experience. Once all the dishes were put away, I turned off the lights and headed to my bedroom. I could not resist a peek through open door of the darkened guest bedroom as I passed by. I breathed a sigh of relief as I heard the soft snores. I went into my own bedroom and peeled off my dress. I looked at my night gown laying on the bed, but decided to sleep naked. The cool satin sheets felt good against my skin. As I snuggled underneath the blankets, I closed my eyes with my hands cupping my breasts. All I could think of was that it was Mike's hand caressing my breasts. My other hand found my wet pussy. As I lay there pleasuring myself, a wave of orgasm hit me. As it subsided, sleep finally overtook me. My last thought before I fell into a deep sleep was that the next few days were going to be very interesting. A Midnight Snack - The Entree Although this story stands on its own, I encourage the reader to read the first part of the story - "A Midnight Snack - The Appetizer" to get an introduction to the characters - Mike and Kat. This story is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to people, places and events is unintentional and purely coincidental. I would like to express my sincere thanks to moondrift who sifted through endless drafts and suggested numerous improvements to increase the eroticism in the story. Any errors are mine alone. I felt a breath of warm air caress my breasts, followed by a gentle tug on my nipples. I reached out and touched the hands, enveloping them in mine. They were rough and hairy. "Man's hands!" the thought registered in my brain. I did not dare open my eyes, letting the hands caress my nipples gently and then twirling between the thumb and forefinger. Yet I felt no pain, just pleasure. A moan escaped my throat, as a hand moved slowly down my body. The fingers felt magical, bringing back memories of sex that I had deprived myself of for the last few months. The fingers seem to stop at my navel, gently probing, teasing and I shivered in anticipation of the pleasure to come. The fingers moved on, slowly, gently. All sensation of time was suspended as I waited for the inevitable penetration. The fingers seem to wash over my smooth mound, parting my labia. They rubbed the exposed clitoris, fingers soaking in the wetness. Another sigh escaped my lips as I opened my thighs wider to receive the cock. I groped with my fingers and I could feel the throbbing organ, so full of life, so erect, so hard. There seemed to something familiar about that manhood. As I spread my hands out farther in the dark, my fingers touched something that felt smooth and round. "Balls!" I said to myself as I allowed my hands to glide over the erect organ waiting to pierce my wet cunt. I grasped the hard, throbbing organ in my hands, hoping to guide the pleasure rod into my liquid femaleness to relieve the mounting tension and fill my hole with glutinous cum. Now I could feel him enter me, burying his erect cock deep inside me. There was a blur of pumping as my hips rose and fell in sync with the movements. A moment of hesitation and suddenly I felt my insides boil over as I came hard, squirting the wet juice all over my thighs. In the dim light of the moon streaming through the window, I saw the smiling face of my brother Mike. "Mike?" I gasped, shaken by the enormity of what had just transpired. I opened my eyes and sat up, shivering in spite of the warmth. I turned on the bedside light and realized I was alone. It had been an erotic dream and my hands and fingers had acted as the cock, penetrating my now sopping cunt. "Shit!" I cursed silently and fell back on my bed, sated, yet feeling even hornier. Sleep did not come as I tossed and turned, trying to make sense of the most erotic dream I had ever experienced. Finally, I gave up all notion of sleep and decided to head down to the kitchen to grab a snack and some milk, in hope of catching at least some sleep. I stepped out of the bedroom, and started heading towards the stairs leading to the kitchen when I suddenly realised I was naked. I snuck back to peek at the guest bedroom. Through the partially open door, I could hear mild snoring and I could see the recumbent form of my sleeping brother. Satisfied that he was fast asleep, I continued on my journey down the stairs to the kitchen. I padded over to the fridge and opened the door to look at possible snacks. I settled on a scoop of ice-cream over a fruit salad and half a glass of milk. Having made up my mind I moved to grab a bowl and glass, using the dim light from the refrigerator. As I was filling up my bowl I was suddenly blinded by the kitchen light. "Step away with hands up in the air!" the voice commanded. I was terrified in part, but also excited knowing that I would be standing completely exposed in front of my brother. I hesitated momentarily, when the voice growled, "Get the fuck away from the fridge asshole before I crack open your skull." I obeyed, backing away from the fridge with my hands raised and turned slowly to face my brother holding a baseball bat in his hands and with a menacing scowl on his face. "What the hell?" his scowl turned to surprise, "what are you doing here in the middle of the night in your birthday suit Kat?" "I came down to grab a snack," I replied, "and I thought you were asleep, so didn't bother to get dressed." "Not that I mind," he managed to crack a smile, "if you were not my sister, I would lay you down and fuck you right now." My eyes took in his muscular bare chest and the erection threatening to escape the confines of his boxers. A red flush was creeping over his face, his breath coming in short bursts. I made no move to cover myself and stood facing him. "Really?" I smiled pointing to his growing erection, "but your cock seems to say otherwise." "Oh shit!" his eyes dropped down to his rising erection, "I am sorry. Let me head back up." "Uh-uh, can I look?" I asked, moving towards him. He looked at me in confusion. "It's only fair, you saw me naked." I advanced further and stuck my hand into the waist band of his boxers. I pulled them down and his smooth cock sprang free, seemingly happy to be liberated from its confines. I ran my fingers over the exposed head, and down the rigid shaft and around the balls. A drop of pre-cum made its appearance at the slit, which I wiped with my finger. I raised the finger to my nostrils, inhaling the intoxicating perfume and then ran my tongue over the finger tasting the nectar. My touch seemed to have a visible effect on my brother as his cock grew further and even more erect. I could feel my nipples harden while my labia engorged with blood and my cunt was lubricated in preparation for prolonged love making. "It's beautiful!" I exclaimed, "and it tastes yummy." All my brother could do was grunt. I knelt down and took him in my mouth. I teased his love shaft with my tongue, spreading my spit all over, while I massaged his hairless balls with my hands. "Oh my God, its incredible Sis" my brother managed to spit out between his gasps. His hands reached out and held the back of my head. I gladly obliged by moving my mouth back and forth, fucking him with my mouth. He held one of my hard nipples between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it. His breath was coming faster as he pleaded, "Yeah baby fuck me! Fuck me faster." My left hand snaked out to the back of his balls all the way to the crack of his ass, probing the crack for the smooth slit. I massaged his back hole, violating his asshole with a finger, while I sucked on his cock faster and faster. I felt him go rigid and suddenly it was as if a dam broke; cum came gushing out, filling my mouth. I swallowed it all avidly, hoping to suck him dry. Slowly the surge of semen slowed to a dribble and some of his cum ran down my chin falling on the floor. "Wow, that was some something Kat!" he gasped, adding, "let me return the favor." I smiled, looking forward to our next few days together. A Midnight Snack - The Main Course Although this story stands on its own, I encourage the reader to read the first two parts of the series - "A Midnight Snack - The Appetizer as well The Entree" to get an introduction to the characters - Mike and Kat. This story is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to people, places and events is unintentional and purely coincidental. Once again, I would like to express my sincere thanks to Moondrift who read the various drafts and suggested numerous improvements to increase the eroticism in the story. Any errors are mine alone. * A thin sheen of sweat enveloped Mike's body, shimmering in the kitchen light. When he gazed at me there was a new look in his eyes, which I recognized as a mixture of lust and love. "Let me return the favor, Kat!" Mike implored, after I had fucked him with my mouth. Without waiting for an answer, he lay me down on the kitchen floor. I opened my legs wide, exposing my pulsing wet cunt to his lust filled eyes. He squatted between my legs. His hands moved gently across my face, caressing me with a feather touch. He took one of my hardened nipples between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it, squeezing it. "Just the right size!" Mike commented as he fondled my breasts. He ran his tongue over one firm nipple, now taking it between his teeth, biting on it. I felt no pain, just pleasure emphasized by the moan that escaped my lips, much like my dream, except I could now feel Mike's hot breath over my face, across my neck and throat. His hands continued their gradual descent down my body, pausing at my navel, and then moving down slowly. I shivered in anticipation when his hands rested slightly above my pubic mound. His fingers touched it, massaging it gently, while blowing his warm breath over my bare pussy. My hips moved up in response to his caress, as if afraid to lose touch with his marauding fingers. Mike's searching fingers lifted the hood, exposing my engorged clit. He brushed his fingers over my clit, sending waves of pleasure through me. "Mmm," I groaned, my eyes half closed. His fingers plunged into my dripping wet cunt, while he bowed his head and touched my clit with his tongue. I squirmed as wave after wave of pleasure flooded my body. I moaned ecstatically, wishing the experience would go on forever. "Beautiful," Mike murmured in my ears, "simply beautiful!" He continued moving down, exploring my thighs, down my legs, much to my disappointment. He crouched at my feet and lifting one leg in his hands, kissed the sole of my foot, running his tongue over it, tickling me. He took my big toe into his mouth, sucking on it, bathing it with his wet spit, while his hands were kneading my smooth legs. And then he abruptly pulled my toe out with a popping noise, causing a moment of hilarity. He ran his tongue over the length of my legs; his wet tongue mixed with Mike's hot breath was seductively erotic. My insides were churning, my breath coming in short bursts. A flash behind my closed eyelids, a million bursts of light exploding in my brain. A searing wave of heat spreading through my body, culminating in my pussy as a flood of wet cum threatened to ooze out of my cunt. I had never been more aroused. Time appeared to stand still as slowly Mike's tongue found its target, my sopping wet cunt. His tongue invaded my slit, pumping in and out, exploring the depths of my vagina. My hips involuntarily jerked upward, anticipating the next thrust. I met his tongue in mid-air then my hips gyrated downward, my pussy locking his tongue within its hungry lips. His tongue probed ever deeper, twisting and turning, ravaging my cunt mercilessly. Mike moved his tongue to my clitoris, stimulating the nub. He massaged it gently first, while I writhed in pleasure. He slipped a couple of fingers inside my pussy, moving them in circles, looking for my g-spot. As his tongue massaged my clit, his fingers found my special spot. His fingertips moved ever so slowly teasing my g-spot. Every time he touched it, my heart raced, as I tightened my hold, reluctant to let go. My insides churned, my whole body went rigid and I grabbed Mike's hair keeping his head close. With a sudden sigh, I released my passion in one major explosive orgasm. As my breathing gradually returned to normal and my moans subsided, I was afraid to open my eyes and find that all this was just another dream. A light nibbling on one of my earlobes, followed by a kiss caused me to reluctantly open my eyes to find a grinning Mike, his face coated with the outpourings of my joy. The sweet smell of passion was permeating the kitchen. "Tell me I am not dreaming!" I murmured. "That was some orgasm Kat," Mike smiled, "you almost yanked the hair off my head." I fumbled around, trying to raise myself. My hand stumbled onto something hard and throbbing. I squeezed it, with a smile, thinking of the pleasures that Mike's cock would give me. "Ouch!" Mike groaned, "don't rip my dick off too!" "Get up baby!" I yanked on his stiff organ, "I want you inside me; fuck me hard with your big cock." "Glad to oblige," Mike responded with a wide grin and getting to his feet. I rose up and then went down on all fours, exposing my ass to him. "I want you to fuck me doggy style," I hissed. I loved being taken doggy style, but Jim, my ex-boyfriend's cock was so small that it never satisfied me. I knew that this time Mike would more than fulfil my fetish. "You know I love your ass," Mike said as he positioned himself behind me. I dribbled a bit of spit on my hand and grabbing his pulsing cock, spread it all over the rigid shaft. I guided the pleasure rod into my waiting wet twat. Mike grabbed my hips and started pumping his love piston in and out of my sopping wet love tunnel. "Faster! Harder!!" I urged feeling his cum-filled balls knock against my inner thighs. "Make me cum baby!" I moaned; "make me cum hard!" I could feel him go rigid, as my own passion began to boil over. He stopped suddenly. "What happened?" I asked in dismay, looking over my shoulder. "Turn around Kat," Mike commanded, "I want to see your face when we cum." I turned around, lying on my back and spreading my thighs wide open. Mike penetrated me again, his monstrous shaft easily entering my wet cunt. I embraced him; holding on to his butt cheeks as he pumped urgently and my hips gyrated in perfect harmony with him. I could feel him tense, as his strokes slowed and became more intense my body was racing towards the big "O". The dam burst and Mike's seed pulsated into me while I gripped him tighter, desperate for sweet release. Our love juices mingled, and as Mike withdrew from me our sticky melange slowly seeped down my thighs. Mike fell down beside me, exhausted by his powerful orgasm. I embraced him again, showering him with kisses. "I love you Kat," he whispered into my ear as my eyes fluttered closed. ====================== The first rays of morning sun penetrated my eyelids and I opened my eyes slowly. I wondered where I was as I took stock of the strange surroundings and the warm body beside me. I sat up with a start when I realized that I was still in the kitchen and my brother Mike was lying next to me. I stood up, yawning and stretching the stiffness away. My thighs were still coated with the dried crusts of our love making.. I filled the kettle and turned it on, heading to the bathroom to relieve myself. As I raised myself off the toilet to wipe off the last droplets of pee and cum, Mike barged in, pinching the tip of very erect cock with his fingers. "Gotta go," he announced gritting his teeth. I had barely gotten out of the way, when he let loose a stream of yellowish liquid, relief written all over his face. We burst out laughing. "I need to take a shower," I announced, "Why don't you join me?" "Great idea, reduce water waste," he responded smiling. We stepped under the shower rinsing off the caked cum stains from my body. What began as soaping and rinsing each other's bodies culminated in love making in the shower. Over the course of the week of his stay with me, Mike and I made love in every room in the house including outside in the backyard. It was a tearful goodbye at the airport, but we both knew that this was not the last of our new found love. A Midnight Snack with Teacher Rachel woke up so excited. She was going to see Mr. Samuels today. He had been her favorite teacher, but also a friend, during her high school days but sadly she had graduated and moved away to go to college. She wonders if he looks the same, considering she hasn't seen him in over 5 years. She surprisingly had found him again on a popular social networking site but he had no pictures posted. His looks, back then, had been of a typical high school teacher. He had carefully kept his brown hair cut short, warm hazel eyes, and a smile that could light up a room. He also had been extremely tall, standing around 6'4, average build. Tall men are a huge turn on for her, so naturally she had fantasized many times about him. He had been the sweetest and kindest person anyone could ever wish to meet. Her leaving for college had broke her heart, nearly crushing her vivacious spirit. The cab would be here shortly to pick her up. She had drove here last night from Cleveland, having made plans to meet with Mr. Samuels today for coffee and lunch. She laughs, looking at the clothes thrown around the room. She had woke up this morning wanting to look great. The only problem was that all her clothes seemed so plain and boring. Thankfully, there was a upscale boutique just down the street from her hotel. The prices about gave her a heart attack but she'd just had to buy the dress she now wore. The soft cotton hugged her ample curves lovingly, showing just how much she had matured and had grown into a sexy, young woman. The vivid color accented her baby blue eyes dramatically. Being that the hue of the dress was an intense blue, her pale complexion fairly glowed. All in all, she looked sexy as hell. She had chosen her heeled black sandals to wear with her new dress, and had carefully twisted her long black hair into a classic french twist. The blaring horn startles her into action. Grabbing her purse, she climbs into the cab. Giving the address to the driver, she sits back and takes in the passing sites. The butterflies in her stomach flutter violently as the cab pulls to a stop in front of the quaint cafe. She pays the driver and gracefully slides out of the back seat. With a deep cleansing breath, she walks into the cafe, taking a moment to let her eyes adjust to the sudden change in light. "Rachel? Is that you?" a deep masculine voice calls out to her. She frantically searches for him. "Mr. Samuels? Where are you?" she nervously chuckles. Her heart skips a beat and flutters when one of the hottest men she's ever had the pleasure knowing walks up to her, his beaming smiling driving all coherent thoughts from her head. "I'm right here, silly girl," his eyes casually looking her over, narrowing as they pass over her ample breasts. "Or, should I say, beautiful woman." he murmurs softly. She smiles shyly, looking him over as well. He had changed drastically. His once short brown hair now hung past his shoulders slightly wavy, and his body was damn near perfect. His height worked wonderfully with this new athletic body. "Oh my god, Mr. Samuels! You look great!" smiling up at him brightly. He chuckles, and shrugs, "Aw shucks, Rachel. Call me Todd, please? I feel ancient when I'm called mr. Your making me blush." he jokes. Laughing happily, deciding to take a chance. She stands on her toes and wraps her arms around his neck, hugging him warmly. He lightly rests his large hands on the small of her back. She wished that they was naked at this moment. The thought of his muscular body pressed against her softness was almost to much to handle. She steps back, her skin flushed a pleasant shade of pink. "Rachel, you have really matured into a stunning woman." his approval very apparent in his tone. "Thanks, Todd. I've really missed you, by the way. When I moved away, my world damn near imploded. I never realized how much you meant to me until you wasn't there." her voice cracking with emotion. His eyes soften, "Rachel, I'm so sorry. But the truth is, I was heart broken myself. I lusted after you so badly. Which I knew was wrong, so I decided it was better if you never knew." he whispers emotionally. She stares up at him in complete shock. Automatically pulling him into another soft hug. She rests her head on his chest, breathing in his scent. God, he smelled delicious. "You should have told me, Todd. I wanted you so desperately back then," she pulls back slightly to look up at his face, "and still do." He slowly lowers his mouth to hers. Softly kissing her, the jolts of desire firing rapidly in her brain as his tongue lightly traces her mouth. She deepens the kiss, exploring his mouth and tongue lazily. He moans into her mouth, pulling her body tighter against his. Reluctantly, the kiss slows to a gradual stop. "Rachel, I want you so damn bad my body is literally aching. I regretfully don't have enough time right now. Can you stay longer and meet later tonight for dinner?" he quietly pleads. "Wild horses couldn't stop me. My body is on fire after that kiss. I've never been with anyone, sexually, Todd. Does that bother you?" A soft growl of approval rumbles in his chest, "Oh god, Rachel. That only makes it so much better, baby. To think, I'm gonna be your first lover, the first man to drive you crazy with desire. That's enough to make me lose my hold on sanity right now." She smiles at him brightly, pulling his head down to hers, "Kiss me. Before you have to go." This kiss was so different. The built up passion of five long years, bursting. They clung to each other, frantic to be closer. When they finally parted, both of them gasped for air desperately. "I'll call you later, Hun. Till tonight, I'll be thinking of you, Rachel." he whispers before turning away. Waving bye, she smiles. Walking happily down the street until she flags down a taxi to take her back to her hotel. Todd sends her a text, asking her to meet him at Antonio's at 7 tonight. Rushing to her room to start to prepare for tonight. ********** She walks into the restaurant a few minutes early, smiling. She's proud of the way she looks tonight. She had went back to the boutique, splurging on another dress and a sheer black thong with matching strapless bra. The dress was much sexier, and left little to the imagination. The black silk clung to every curve, held up delicately by two thin straps. The dress stopped daringly at mid thigh, showcasing her shapely legs nicely. Searching the crowd for Todd, smiling when she spots him walking towards her. He was dressed in all black tonight, just as she. "You look gorgeous tonight, Rachel. I could just eat you up." his husky whisper sends waves of desire through her. "Oh, thank you! You look so damn sexy in black. And I think I can arrange a midnight snack for you." she smiles up at him seductively. He places her hand on his arm and escorts her to their table. The waiter stops by and shows them the wine list. He chooses for them, also ordering their food. "I have been dreaming of you all day, Rachel. Those kisses earlier nearly drove me crazy with lust." he confides. "I've never felt so much passion before then. I have been drunk on lust for you all day." she smiles, holding his hand on the table. They talk quietly, sharing their stories of their lives of the past five years, and flirting outrageously through dinner. She'd had a few glasses of wine and was feeling great. "Did you save room for desert, baby?" her bare foot slipping from her sandal to slide up his leg to rub against the bulge in his pants. "I have something you may enjoy, immensely. His eyes narrow, he gasps harshly. "Oh god, I need you now! Let's get out of here." he grabs her hand, paying the check on the way out. She hails a cab, directing it back to her hotel. On the ride back, he pulls her close, cuddling with her all the way. She sighs happily, his warmth soothing her. The taxi pulls up to the hotel, and they hurriedly climb out. Making a beeline to the elevator. As soon as the door closes, he starts to kiss her passionately. His large hands reach around to squeeze her round ass and to pull her up against his groin. His hard cock pressed against her stomach, vividly letting her know what she was doing to him. He suddenly breaks away, breathing heavily. The doors slide open and they practically run to her room. His hands lovingly cup her big tits from behind, teasing the hardened buds. She tries desperately to open the door but drops the key, bending over to retrieve it which forces her dress to rise, and her ass to rub up against his groin. "Fuck, Rachel! I can't wait!" he whispers harshly, his hand undoing his pants. Suddenly she feels his long fingers pulling her thong to the side, his other hand dips in to tease her dripping pussy. She bites her lip to keep from crying out when he slides two fingers in her cunt, gently but powerfully finger fucking her. Her face is pressed against her door, body trembling as he expertly brings her to the edge of climax. She moans in protest when his fingers pull out all the way, only to be replaced with his mouth. He digs his tongue deep into her cunt, moaning. Sucking her sweet juice hungrily out of her cunt, using his chin to rub her clit. His mouth leaves her suddenly. "Rachel, baby, I got to be inside you now!" he growls out, guiding the thick bulbous head of his cock to her glistening pussy. His hands grasp her hips roughly, pushing and working his thick cock slowly into her virgin pussy. When he busts through her cherry, she let's out a soft whimper. "Oh Rachel, my sweet baby! This heavenly pussy is mine now, made only for my cock." his harsh whisper making her shiver in delight. He begins to move in short, slow thrusts, letting her grow accustomed to the length and girth of his huge cock. He moans and sighs with each thrust into her. "Todd! Oh god, take me! Fuck me until I can't take stand!" she cries out, grinding her hips against him. He grabs her hips, pulling her back to bend her over further. His cock slides even deeper when she moves. With fast, powerful thrusts, he pounds into her wildly. Pulling her hair with one hand, using his thumb on the other to rub her tight little ass hole. "OH FUCK! I'm CUMMING!" she squeals. Her body shaking uncontrollably as hot creamy cum gushes out around his swollen cock. "Oh yes, Rachel! Cum for me baby! I'm so close!" he gasps. Her pussy grips his cock, milking him furiously. He shouts out, "I'm cumming, baby!" as he explodes deep in her cunt. He continues to pump into her repeatedly until his soft cock slips out on its own. He grabs the key card and lifts her into his arms, her arms holding him back lovingly. After entering he lays her down and undresses both of them. "Rachel, love, did I hurt you?" his voice raw with emotion. She looks into his warm hazel eyes, smiling. "Not at all, baby. In fact, I believe its time for MY midnight snack."