****** My Brother Eric by jimkennybob@yahoo.com ******
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My Brother Eric


Well I really don't know where to start. I'm 21-year-old single girl, and have
been told that I'm pretty cute. I've never had any problems getting guys, and
in fact have had quite a few serious relationships up to this point in my life.
Our family has always been really close, it's just been mom, dad, me and my
brother Eric who is 3 years younger than myself. Like I said we were a close
family, but nothing that seemed too weird, though looking back at things I
wonder how much of it just seemed normal because things had always been just
like that. There was touching and cuddling that took place, but nothing that I
think was too overtly sexual. We were a rather sexually conservative family,
with sex seldom being mentioned or talked about. The touching never really went
farther than hugs and little hits and pinches in a teasing fashion whenever
someone was caught in a goof. Normal family behaviors I thought, in fact I've
observed it happening in other families. I had never thought about having sex
with a family member, and as far as I know neither had my brother, but it has
now happened. I'm confused now with the situation, how it's affected my
brother's relationship with me and wondering whose fault it is, and what I
should do about it now....

I had moved out to California to go to college and though it got lonely at
times I soon made friends; both male and female. The first year was the
roughest and phone calls and trips home over the vacations were my only ways to
stay in touch with the family. It was while I was in college that I really had
started to drink. Parties were the way to get out and meet people, as well as a
way to release stress from the typical college life. It was during one of these
early parties that I met a guy, Tom, that I eventually lost my virginity to. In
high school I had boyfriends but never went all the way with them. Like I said
before we were a pretty sexually conservative family. Tom was a year older than
I, about 6 feet tall with short brown hair. He had a body that wasn't overly
muscular but there wasn't any flab there either. Anyway, Tom proved to be quite
the lover and turned me onto how great sex is. After the first few months, as
we grew closer and more comfortable with each other, we often joked that he'd
created a sexual monster in me. He always knew how to push my buttons to get me
to in the mood. At times I couldn't get enough of him.

Well up until this point everything was great. I had met the man of my dreams
he was giving me the best sex of my life, college was going great. Nothing
could go bring me down. Until one night he was going to a bachelor party for
one of his buddies. I told him that it was ok with me but I was going to have a
girl's night out too. Well to make a long story short I came home and found him
in our bedroom with another woman. I had entered the house quietly when I saw
his car in the driveway. Walking into the house I could hear noises and went to
investigate. They never knew I was there and I snuck out of the house in tears.
I was devastated and broke off all ties with him. He tried to give excuses.
He'd been drunk and she offered him a ride home. She basically took advantage
of him. Well as far as I cared he got his ride all right. This was a week
before spring break. We had made plans to go to Florida for spring break that
year, but after this I decided to go home for spring break.

I found out later that after I had over acted, as some thought, he took HER to
spring break with him. This only confirmed to me that he truly wasn't sorry, or
cared about my feelings. The man of my dreams, wasn't.

It was while I was home that something happened that had never happened before,
that I knew of anyway. I was pretty upset over the break up with Tom. I had
gone out with some of my high school girl friends and drank the first weekend
back. When I got home my parents had long been in bed and Eric was up late
watching a movie. He pretty much knew I'd been drinking and invited me to watch
the movie with him. We ended up snuggling on the couch like we had so often in
the past. To this day I don't know if he'd been drinking prior to me coming
home, but at this point it really doesn't matter. He was lying behind me, my
back to his front, with his one arm under my neck, my head on his shoulder and
his head on the arm of the couch. His other arm was draped over the top of me
and sort of touching my tummy. It felt pretty comforting to be in someone's
arms again, even if it was my brother. I don't even remember the movie, but to
make a long story shorter we both fell asleep in that position.

Sometime in the night my parents must have come down and turned the television
off, because the next thing I remember is waking up and it being totally dark
and still feeling a bit buzzed. At first I wasn't aware of what had woken me
up, I just lay there listening to my brother's breathing on the back of my
head. His hand had slipped up under my shirt during the night and was cupping
my bra over my left breast, which had responded with a hardened nipple. I know
it was my brother but for some reason my body was responding to his touches in
my sleep. I shifted my bottom while I was thinking about going to my bed. As I
did that though I rubbed up against Eric's crotch. He had on a hard-on that I
could feel pressing through his jeans and into the crack of my butt. Just that
feeling reminded me of Tom and brought the need for sex that he had caused in
me. I knew I couldn't do anything but go to my room and release myself. I
shifted again to feel his hard cock and to my surprise he pushed back against
my butt and I could feel him squeeze my breast as he let out a little moan in
his sleep.

This was too much. I knew I had already crossed the line and reached up and
moved his hand from my breast. He mumbled something and I told him that it was
late and that I was going to bed. Still a bit fuzzy in my brain from drinking I
went to bed and got myself off. As I drifted off to sleep thoughts what had
happened bothered me. I knew I shouldn't be thinking like that, but from him
rubbing against me as I rubbed against him, it felt strange, a little dirty,
and a little exciting. Tom and I had done similar things in the past and it
just reminded me of Tom. The next morning I felt a little apprehensive towards
my brother and didn't know what to say or do around him. He acted like he was
fine and didn't seem to remember much of what went on. So I rationalized to
myself that he actually was sleeping through the entire process.

So after spring break was over I went back to college and found a new apartment
to live in. I was pretty much through with dealing with guys for a while,
though I must admit that I was still longing to get laid now and then. I would
see Tom now and then on campus but thankfully our majors were too different and
we never actually had classes together.

About a month before the summer break my parents told me that my brother was
coming out for a week to see firsthand the college life, and to see if he'd be
interested in attending the same college that I went to. I was excited to have
him come out for a visit. I had pushed most of what had happened out of my mind
and had never given it a second thought since returning to college. He arrived
out on a Friday night and since it being a Friday night I decided to take him
around to some of the parties. Finals were upcoming and projects and term
papers were due, the tension was running higher than normal. Eric for some
reason was drinking a bit more than I would have liked him too; after all he
was only 18.

As the party progressed I was getting plenty drunk and I guess Eric was too.
He'd been dancing with several girls and seemed to be hitting it off pretty
good. I lost track of time and didn't really have a care in the world when
things started getting crazy. Everyone was out dancing in the middle of the
room and I went out to join them. I was completely caught up in dancing when I
felt someone rubbing up against me from behind. There were a lot of people
there so I just figured it was one of the frat guys and didn't give it another
thought as I ground back against him. He whispered that I had a great
ass....that's when I turned around and looked into the shocked eyes of my
brother.

He hadn't realized it was me from behind. I had taken off the jacket that I had
worn to the party and he didn't recognize me in the t-shirt I had on. I was
shocked as well; I guess we were both leaving our cares to the wind while we
were dancing. I looked at him as he continued to look shocked back at me. He
tried to apologize and I just laughed it off and told him that it was all
right. We were both out having a good time.

We then continued dancing with each other though not with that degree of
sexuality to it. Then a slow song came on. We started to turn away from each
other when I suggested we continue dancing. He said sure and put his arms
around my waist and we started dancing. I was feeling really good, (and really
drunk) as we danced, and he must have been as well; because I felt his hands
slowly slide down my back. I had my head on his shoulder and he mentioned that
I smelled really good tonight and pulled me closer to him in a hug. Well as he
did that I could feel that he was aroused. His hard-on was pressing up against
me as we continued to dance. I didn't know what to do, I was feeling too good
to stop, but knew that it was wrong.

My body was unintentionally responding to this stimuli and I unknowingly
pressed up against him. He responded with a slight moan and grabbed my butt and
pulled me even closer to him grinding himself up against me. This just about
drove me nuts and I didn't know what to do. I pulled away slightly and looked
up at him. I could tell that he was really drunk, as was I, when I looked into
his eyes. He bent down and kissed me on the lips. I didn't pull away and kissed
him back. Soon our tongues were exploring each other's mouths as we danced
slowly on the floor pressing against each other.

Things get a bit fuzzy here but we ended up taking a cab back to my apartment.
We went into the kitchen to get some more to drink and I remember him sitting
me on the counter standing between my spread legs and kissing me. I think he
must have thought I was some girl that he had met at the party. I can't explain
my own actions. My body was responding to him. It was like I was in cruise
control, and back with Tom. I remember his hands sliding up under my shirt,
caressing my skin. Feeling him undo my bra as he nibbled my ears and neck. Him
pulling the shirt off over my head and bending down to lick and suck my
nipples. I was definitely too far-gone out of control to really care at this
point. And that's what I feel so ashamed about. I was aware, though barely, but
didn't care.

The next thing I remember was waking up in the middle of the night in my bed
with him. I must have passed out and he took me to bed. He was massaging me
with his hand while he continued nibbling on my neck and whispering things into
my ear. He had my hand on him stroking him softly. I can't explain my actions
but I rolled over on top of him and started kissing him passionately. I ground
down against him; feeling him press up against me and hearing him moan in
pleasure.

I positioned myself over him and slowly slid down his length. I cannot describe
that feeling. The second I did it I knew I shouldn't be doing it, but it felt
so good. Taboo and totally electric. I'd never felt anything like that before
or since. I cannot explain it but it also felt so right, like we were a
matching pair. He totally fit me, and I him. He brought his hands down to my
hips pulling himself deeper into me while pushing me down onto him. Eric
brought his hands up to my breasts and caressed them and gently squeezed them
and pinched my nipples sending me even higher.

It was just like being with Tom. And from this point that's really all it was,
like I was making love to Tom even though I knew it was my brother. I can
honestly say that I rode him until I had the most explosive orgasm I've ever
had. I don't know what it was. If it was knowing that what we were doing was
wrong, the feeling of being so bad, or just the fact that we fit together so
well. He touched me in places I'd never been touched before. I continued
grinding against him lost in the waves of ecstasy surrounding me when I felt
him pushing deeper up into me. I leaned over and he started sucking on my
nipples as I felt him cumming inside of me. That feeling of my brother
twitching and pulsing inside of me while sucking and nibbling on my nipples
sent me over the edge yet again. I was totally lost in another world as I road
him into another blinding orgasm. I totally collapsed on top of him kissing and
sucking on his lower lip, slowly grinding against him until the waves of
pleasure subsided. I could not believe what had just happened. I also could not
believe how good it felt. I lay down beside him and went to sleep wondering
what would ever become of this .....

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