When Michael pulled into the driveway of his f****y home, he was a little surprised to see that his parents car wasn't there and so let himself into the quiet house, dropping his bag at the foot of the stairs and taking his coat off. There was no one in the living room or the kitchen; so he strode upstairs checking his parents’ room and his younger s****rs’ room, again there was nothing; shrugging his shoulders, Michael decides to wait for everyone in his room. As Michael opens his door, he sees a small figure crouched on the floor. Not exactly the welcome he expected.
“Whoa! What the fuck?!” Michael shouts, startling the figure that quickly stands up and turns to face him.
“What the hell are you doing here?!” His little s****r shouts back, wrapping her arms round her practically naked body.
“Ha! What am I doing in here? This is MY room Josephine! What the fuck are YOU doing in here?” Michael asks, straining to keep his eyes from glancing at his s****rs’ body. She stood in just her underwear, black underwear set with red frills and ribbons.
“You know for a fact I didn't mean here here! What are you doing home, you’re meant to be at uni?”
“Excuse me for wanting to come home for a few days!” he shouted, staring at her, “Why aren't you wearing anything? What if mum and dad were here and they saw you, huh?”
“Well they’re not here!” she said stubbornly, “And I AM wearing something!”
Josephine glares at Michael before walking up to him, and trying to get past him as he blocks the doorway.
“Well move then! You’re so against me being here; just get out of my way!”
“Why were you in here?”
“It’s none of your business!”
“It’s my room!” Michael squares up, refusing to let her out of the room. “Get the house free to yourself for five minutes and you’re looking through my stuff and stripped down! You little slut! Why are you here?!”
“How dare you?” she raged, “Too good for your little s****r now? A slut? How fucking dare you?!”
Josephine swung her hand at Michael, who caught it with ease, as well as the other as she tried to swing the other at him too. Michael chuckled slightly before speaking again.
“Easy, easy! I was only joking!”
“Of course...now you are!” she says spitefully, narrowing her eyes at her b*****r and pulling her arms out of his grip. “Little golden boy getting what he wants AGAIN!”
Michael did his best to ignore his s****rs ravings as he leaned down to pick up a fleece blanket on his floor, and wrapped it around her shoulders.
“Calm down hunny.” He spoke softly to her now, and tried not to smirk at the almost immediate effect it had on her. “I missed you.”
“Hmmm....ok.” Josephine said, as she wrapped her arm around her b*****r as he pulled her into a hug. “...but you can’t tell mum and dad! I told them I’d stopped coming in here!”
“...wait...” Michael pulled away slightly, “Stopped? When did you start?”
“Shortly after you left. I know it’s silly but I missed you; I felt better in here! Mum and dad said that I shouldn’t be sl**ping in your room!”
“That’s sweet s*s,” Michael said as he squeezed her tightly to him. “It’s the middle of the day, why are you in here and wearing so little?”
“....err....I slept in? And I sl**p in my underwear!”
“You’re my little s****r! As you always remind me! I can tell when you’re lying Josephine!” he laughed, pulling out of the hug. “It’s alright; you can tell me the truth. I’m not mad, I’m happy to see you. I’m just surprised to see so much of you!”
“I’m not lying! I do sl**p in my underwear!” Josephine says, looking down as her b*****r cocks an eyebrow expecting the whole truth. “I don’t know why I came in here!”
“Haha yea right! Maybe I should tell mum and dad! And maybe get a lock on my door too!”
“I didn’t do anything!”
Josephine pushed Michael away before walking across the landing and into her own room; she didn’t bother closing her door and walked over to her bed lying down, still covered in his fleece. Michael stood thinking before following her in and sitting on the edge of her bed. Josephine stretched her long legs out, her toes just touching his thighs.
“I know, I was just surprised.” He said, and he began to stroke her legs starting from the ankle and working his way up. “I’m sorry, I missed you.”
“It’s hard, you’re not here most the time but you might as well be you’re all mum and dad talk about!" Josephine says sitting up. "If it’s not to other people then it’s me! Why can’t you be more like Michael! Michael would never have done that!"
She huffs for a moment before almost flinging herself onto him hugging him tightly. Turning her head into his neck she mumbles "I miss you too!”. Michael turns his head and kisses her lightly on the cheeks as he wraps his arms around her, enjoying the silence.
“It’s clear why you’re the favourite!”
“That’s not true! I don’t know why you would think that!”
“Golden boy!” Josephine says pulling away slightly, and wiggling her tongue at her b*****r. “You’re deluded in Mikey boy!”
“How exactly?!” he laughs as he pins his s****r on the bed, holding her arms by her head. “You got the looks and personality. I got the books!”
“There you go! You’re going somewhere with your life! At least you know you’re the mug though!”
“I don’t care about any of that!” He smiles down as her, feeling the heat of her body.
“Well no shit Sherlock, you got no choice about that!”
“I don’t mean like that!”
“What do you mean?” Josephine asks as she leans up.
Michael catches her lips with his, pressing them together, smiling. Shocked, Josephine jerks back before pressing into him once more, resting her hands around his neck. He kisses her deeply and softly, carefully biting her lip and he rolls his hips into hers as a small moan escapes her lips. His warm hands slowly travel down her body and her legs around his waist,
“I’ve waited so long for this...” he whispers. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted you.”
Josephine looks up at him through glazed eyes, putting; wanting to feel his hot lips on hers again. He lowers his head to her neck, littering her neck with hot, wet kisses; nipping at her as he hears her moan again, to distract her from his hardening cock. He grinds his hips into her, smirking as she bucks her hips up to his as she lower her hands to the hem of his shirt tugging at it. Michael leaves her neck for a moment as he pulls his shirt over his head before un-doing her bra and removing it. She shivered in the cold air and he quickly took her breasts in his warm hands, squeezing them gently. His breathe became shallow and raggered, getting nervous slightly and mostly he was excited. Josephine trailing her hands up his back as he presses their lips together again, and she takes the chance to roll the two over. She starts by kissing his neck, as he had done with her before running her tongue down his chest; grinning as he shivers at her touch. He could hardly talk, and did nothing but watch as bewilderment and passion blinded him. She slowly kisses his stomach and pulls at the belt buckle. Michael helps her pull his jeans off before lying back down and watching his doe eyed s****r watch as his big cock sprung out in front of her. She slowly reached out and pushed her hand down to the base before leaning over and flicking the head with her tongue before taking him in her mouth. Hearing his moans, she pushes her head down and down his cock taking him in. She’s a few inches short of the bottom as she can’t fit him in, already gagging on him and she look up at him with watery eyes,
“Oh my god s*s. That's just... oh fuck that feels so good"
His back arches and toes curl as he pushes her head down and thrust his hips up unaware of the fact in doing it. All there is the feeling of his dick deep in her tight throat. She gags hard and jerk my head back, feeling the tears run slowly down her face as she leans down and press my tongue against him and lick down. His body tensing all over as he looks down at her; Make up in drips down her face from the tears
"Don’t stop Josephine that felt so good"
She slowly take the head back in her mouth and suck hard and begin bobbing her head up and down his hard cock forcing her mouth further down every time. Michael started gasping and moaning too much to speak the pleasure and taboo overwhelming him, feeling the pleasure rise. She gags once more before standing up and hooking her fingers around her panties and slowly took them off. For a moment, he just lay there staring at her before he sat up and slowly pushed his head up to her and licking her sensitive clit with the tip of his tongue. He smirked as he felt her legs shudder and slowly raised a hand to her hole. Michael gently massaged his finger into her, well aware of her s****rs’ innocence and slowly pumped his finger in and out of her; he started gaining speed as sift moans left her sweet lips and soon Josephine’s knees’ went weak. She smiled glad, her b*****r caught her so softly; Michael took his finger out of her as he lay her down on the bed, pressing his fingers to her lips and watched as she took them in, licking her juices off his hand.
“Are you scared?”
“I haven’t...you know....”
“I know.” He smiled, “Do you want to?”
“Yes. I want you.”
Michael didn’t need to be told twice and he slowly lowered his lips to hers again as he positioned himself at her opening. Slowly he pushed his head into her, nuzzling her neck as he pushed past her hymen; in which case she bite his shoulder hard. Michael gasped; she was so tight and so wet...Slowly he moved in and out of her, afraid of hurting her. Josephine ran her fingers through his hair tugging in painfully as the pain ran through her body, after a few minutes the pain started to drift and she slowly let out a raggered moan as it started to feel good. Her breathe became wispy and she let go of his fair and kissed down neck. He tangled his hands in her hair, pulling it one way or another as he gently built speed, thrusting in to her faster. He could feel himself hardening inside her, as her grip around his cock became tighter and he heard her moaning his name in his ear. Slowly she built up the confidence and begged him to go harder, and he could only oblige. Michael pulled her hair and kissed her fiercely as he felt his balls tighten, he was incredibly close. Not wanting to leave her hanging, he rubbed his finger over her clit...fast. He felt her moan against him and her legs shake around his waist. He moaned loudly as he felt himself empty inside her, and only second after she produced a screaming orgasm. She loudly moaned his name as she came, her juices flowing quickly and out of her. Michael collapsed on top of her, and nuzzled into her neck and kissed her gently.