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I couldn't believe I was doing this. I stood there, nearly naked in only a tight miniskirt with no panties. I knocked on my brother's door several times before he finally answered.
"Go away!" He barked, then his demeanor softened when he saw his 18-year-old sister nearly naked, standing on his doorstep, hugging her arms tight against the biting cold.
"Can I come in?" I requested timidly.
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I couldn't believe I was doing this. I stood there, nearly naked in only a tight miniskirt with no panties. I knocked on my brother's door several times before he finally answered.
"Go away!" He barked, then his demeanor softened when he saw his 18-year-old sister nearly naked, standing on his doorstep, hugging her arms tight against the biting cold.
"Can I come in?" I requested timidly.
"No!" He snarled angrily and slammed the door shut behind him, locking it quickly.
"Please, Brody! Don't close me outside like this!" Fuck! Why did I wear these clothes?!
I stood there for several minutes, waiting, hoping, shivering. I knew he'd just broke up with his long-time girlfriend and I wanted to offer myself to him. To use however he needed me in this dark time.
My pussy throbbed just thinking about my big brother. He was so handsome, tall, fit and muscled. And I'd found him increasingly attractive and desirable ever since turning 18.
READ MOREFinally, after what seemed like forever, he opened the door again. I looked up at him and smiled weakly.
"Come inside," he ordered gruffly. "We need to talk."
I stepped forward hesitantly and he took hold of my arm, pulling me inside. Once inside, he closed the door firmly behind me and turned around to face me. I watched his muscles flex as he folded his muscular arms across his chest.
"What's wrong with you, Alicia?" He growled, his eyes traveling my petite, nearly-naked, frame. I could see the bulge in his pants and the smell of sex clung heavily in the air. Had they been...?
"Nothing's wrong with me," I responded innocently, trying not to blush as my nipples hardened beneath the thin fabric of my sheer bra and my pussy grew moist with arousal. "But something must be wrong with you, because it looks like you're having woman troubles..."
"Shut up," he snapped, taking a step toward me, towering above my 5'4" frame. "Stop talking about me like that!"
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