Alone With My Brother

answer, light the log fire in the lounge and decide we would both sleep down there as the heating was out too. So, Chris and I got ready for bed. No hot water meant no washing either, and I knew I was a bit sweaty from a workout earlier. As I took my top off, the room filled with my armpit sweat scent. Chris seemed to like it hence the bulge in his shorts. I usually sleep naked, but this time I was in the panties I'd been to the gym in. They were nothing special, just white knickers, but they were sweaty, and I guess creamy too. So I was in my underwear, padding around getting bedding sorted and that kind of thing.  I was horny, I admit. I always am after a workout and I had already decided to try to get Chris interested in a little fireside fun, I didnt get the chance though. I felt him run his hands down my arms which made me shiver with anticipation, but instead of him being gentle with me, he tugged my hands behind my back and tied them there with his dressing gown cord.  "You look just like Arya Stark with the firelight on you." He said. I've known for a while that he has a real crush on Arya....well...not Arya, actually, but the actress who plays her, Maisie Williams. I decided two things in an instant. First, I loved the roughness...having my hands tied....the helplessness of it. I wanted more of this...much more. Second, that I would play his fantasy for him. I whispered, "Call me Maisie" in his ear. This produced an even bigger tent in his shorts. He lay me on the rug in front of the fire, and slowly stripped naked. I started to squirm,partly role playing the frightened virgin. But also because my clit was throbbing and I couldn't get to it!  His cock looked monstrous in the firelight, and I really, REALLY wanted it. He spread my legs with tenderness and, getting into role himself said "oh Maisie. I have wanted to see your crotch for so long."  Because he tied me up, I resisted him. "No! Get off me! I don't want your cock up me." He leaned in and kissed my right over my cunt and despite the role play, I racked my back with pleasure. "Ohhhhhh fuck." He kissed up from my cunt to my tummy, then to my tits, and then something he has not done....he kissed my lips...French kissed me, and I found myself responding. Then he positioned his cock near my mouth. "Suck me, Maisie." I allowed my mouth to open slowly and his hard on slid in, salty, hot and utterly wonderful. By now, my hands were sore and I asked him to untie me which he did straight away. I used the same cord to tie his hands though! Then I sat on his face. "Now, you bastard, you get to lick me! I might cum in your mouth, or I might pee...its my fucking choice! Do you get it?" "Yes, Maisie...whatever you like"  Fuck, my brother has a good tongue. I didn't allow myself to cum though, I wanted to edge for a while. After I got off his face, he looked so vulnerable lying there with his erection and his hands tied up. I wrapped my hand around his cock and started to wank him, all the while talking to him. "There! Maisie Williams wanking your dick. I don't do this with all my fans, you know, but your cock is....mmmm....rather lovely. I want you to cum when you're ready, but you have to tell me first."  For a while I masturbated him pretending to be his fantasy for him until he told me he was about to cum. I took his cock in my mouth and wanked him off in there. I loved the power, and I loved the taste! So much so that swallowing it seems the most natural thing in the world.  Then it was my turn. I asked if we could not role play...just be who we were...brother and sister. This time, instead of kneeling over his face, I squatted. I like that position better. Chris licked me, moving from my clit to inside my hole and sometimes to my bum too. The orgasm didn't take long to build, but I kept it edging for a while before finally giving in to it. Fuck me, edging orgasms are something, aren't they?  Afterwards, I lay next to him on the rug in front of the fire for a while and we just talked. He told me he masturbates over several movie stars, I guess he has the usual teenage boy fantasies. Then, after about an hour or so, I asked him to kiss me like he did earlier. His lips met mine and either he is a great kisser naturally, or he has had some practice that I don't know about. He kissed me tenderly at first, but then more passionately, his hand finding my boob and squeezing. Now, I like my tits squeezed really hard and I had to show him just how hard I like it. It's definitely a pleasure/pain thing for me, and having my nipples twisted makes me so fucking wet! Although I have miserably small tits, my nipples are quite long. Anyway, Chris's worked out what I need and really went for it. I meanwhile, had my hand round his cock which was rapidly enlarging to full hardness. I wanked him, but only enough to get his precum flowing. I rolled onto my back and put my hands above my head on the rug. Chris's was on top of me, kneeling between my legs and supporting himself on his hands. His cock, which was twitching by now was touching my clit. I could have cum just from that. Instead I said "fuck me, either as me, or Maisie...I don't mind."  He moved his hands to mine and pinned me down. I could see him trying to decide. He clearly wanted a fuck but his sister or his fantasy? Hmmmm. Which to chose. I found out a second later when, with surprising suddenness he lunged into me with "Maisie, you fucking bitch, I'm gonna screw you bloody." (A line I recognised from Game of Thrones). I wriggled under him in token resistance before allowing myself to clutch him to me, pulling him deeper inside as he fucked me. He kept calling me Maisie, which I found I quite liked, I did my best to impersonate her. As I said, facially we have similarities, especially around the eyebrows. Then I felt his pace quicken and he said "Maisie, I, gonna do it in you....I'm gonna shoot it up your cunt." And with that...I felt a delicious stillness and a twitching as he pumped his semen in me and that was enough to set my off. I wrapped my legs around his back and pulled at his bum cheeks. I wanted every inch of him in me so I could cum and contract on his cock.  Fuck....it was good. That, (oddly?) was the only time we fucked that night. We didn't sleep at all, and it wasn't the howling storm either. The night aLternated with me masturbating him, and him masturbating me. Sometimes we would reach for each other, sometimes we reached for each other simultaneously. He only came on me once though, sperm is messy, isn't it. It's far less hassle if he cums in my mouth.  In the morning, we talked about the roll play thing. I quite liked it and I know I will do more of that. He said that it's something he Fanta sizes about....fucking film stars (well...duh!) but it gave me an idea. What if, from time to time, I post him a pair of my cum-stained panties, a photo of whichever movie star he's into at the moment, and write him a dirty letter as if it came from them? That might be a laugh.