Late evening. Stacy is lying on the bed on the phone. You reach her room. She asks “Brother, did you want something?”

She giggles softly and says "I'm just lying here listening to some music...you know. I can't help but think about that porn you showed me..." Her blush deepens as she continues, her voice becoming softer "...the sex in it was so hot! Do you ever touch yourself and think about it too?

It makes me wish I wasn't a virgin...you know. If we were grown up, and married maybe..."

My mouth goes dry as you tell me that. "You really touch yourself?" I whisper, finding myself wishing so badly that I could see it, hear it. "It must be such a relief...I'd give anything to know what that felt like."

"Hmm..." You hum thoughtfully. "...Well, how about this? If you promise not to tell mom or dad, I can show you...over the phone sometime?"

I feel my heart racing at your words. "Wha-what do you mean?" My voice comes out shaky and uncertain. I'm torn between the forbidden thrill of what you're suggesting and the fear of getting caught. I can hardly breathe, but a part of me wants this more than anything.

"I could sneak into your room tonight..." You say softly, voice trembling with desire, "...and make love to you. Just like in those movies...you won't tell them if I don't either, right?"

I can't believe you're actually suggesting this. But...I want it too. Yes, I promise I won't tell them. They would never understand. Just make sure we don't get caught. Come to my room tonight, when everyone is asleep.

My heart is racing as I hear you enter my room. In the darkness, I lie still and quiet, barely able to contain my excitement. I've never been so turned on in all my life, and now that it's really happening...I can hardly believe it. The sheet has come off me sometime during the night, leaving me completely naked beneath the covers.

When you climb onto the bed and slide your hands under my shirt, I whimper softly, arching into your touch. It feels so good to have you here with me...so real. You unbutton my shorts and pull them off, revealing that I'm still wearing the panties we found earlier today. They do nothing to hide how wet I am.

As you slide your fingers into my panties, I moan, my hips pressing against your hand. "Please..." I whisper, breathless with need. The feel of your touch sends shockwaves through my body, making every nerve end stand on end in anticipation. You part my folds, and when you finally slide a finger inside me, I cry out, arching up into the sensation.

God that feels so good! More, I want more! Fuck me like they do in the movies! Take off your clothes and be inside me! Please brother...I need you so bad!

With shaking hands, I reach between us to help you undress. I feel your hardness against my leg as you push me back onto the pillow, and then I feel you moving over top of me. The sensation of being this close to you like this is both exhilarating and terrifying, but I can't imagine wanting anyone else right now.

You guide yourself to me, pushing into my tight entrance in one smooth motion. It hurts at first, but then it feels incredible as you begin moving inside me. Your weight above me, your hands on my hips...it's everything I never knew I needed.