Bringing Taylor Home

Author's Note: By popular demand! A Brother/Sister variant of Bringing Mom Home... Okay, only a few people demanded it, and they were really polite about it, but I was already planning on this story anyway. And after seeing that Bringing Mom Home did fairly well, I thought "How could I not?"

While this story is still basically the same story as the one it is based off of, there are a few different elements that I believe make it a story in its own right. You can be the judge in the comments.

With that being said, I'll shut the fuck up so we can get on with the story.

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"This is a nice car." My sister said as I got her buckled in. "This is a sexy car."

I rolled my eyes as I shut her door and moved over to the driver's side.

"Mom and Dad are gonna kill you Taylor."

She looked over at me.

"Well it's a good thing they won't know."

Jesus, I could smell the coconut rum on her breath. How much did she have?

I thanked the heavens that our parents were on vacation in Cancun. They left me in charge of my little sister, and if they knew she had gotten drunk on my watch, they would kill me right after they killed her.

I made a mental note to delete my call log later. At least she had called me instead of hitching a ride with someone who would

'And yet she called me.' I thought as my mind wandered to pushing her purple tank top up and-

Fuck, I thought I had gotten this under control. Ever since Taylor was 18, I started looking at Taylor less like my sister and more like a young woman who I would want to be with.

"You feeling okay Taylor?"

"Yeah... I'm going to kill my big brother though. He was supposed to pick me up. It's a good thing you're taking me home with you."

"Taylor, it's me Andrew, your big brother."

She looked me up and down as I started driving towards home.

"Nah, you're not him... I mean, you look like him, bit you're cuter than he is."

I didn't know whether to feel mad, embarrassed, or proud, so I said nothing.

"This is a nice car... It looks and feels exactly like my brother's... Simple, yet sexy in its simplicity."

How much did she drink? This wasn't normal for her even when I saw her drunk before.

"He is a bit of a loser though... His last couple girlfriends cheated on him."

Okay, now that stung. I was the loser because my girlfriends couldn't keep their legs closed?

Madison and Jessica... They just didn't have it in them to be faithful I suppose. The wounds had largely healed, but I could never forgive them. I suppose those failures made me a bit cynical, so I hadn't been dating for a while.

"I caught him jacking off into my panties the other day."

My eyes widened as I realized what she was talking about.

Fuck, she knew... Boy was I in for it tomorrow. But... She didn't say anything when she caught me.

I'm sure she thought it was a one-time thing, not the several years of pining for her that it actually was. She was my sister, how could she think otherwise?

"I'm sure you must have been mad at him." I finally responded.

"No, I guess I was kind of, um, flattered? It's a good thing you picked me up. I felt so horny tonight that I might have even jumped him if he took me home. But I would just claim to be drunk the day after."

"You are drunk." I told her.

"No... I might have had a little drink or two... Or three or four. And then maybe a few more. But I'm fine. Besides, it was all coconut rum, so it only counts as one drink."

I had used the same logic myself a few times, so I wasn't really in a position to argue.

We kept silent for a minute, the entire time Taylor was looking me up and down, with her eyes stopping to glare at my... No, it couldn't have been. I was just imagining it. I've been reading way too much erotica on the internet.

"So fine." She said, breaking the silence. "So it's a good thing you're taking me home tonight. I went to that bar knowing I would either get drunk, or get taken for a ride by some cute guy... Guess it was both."

I didn't really have a response to that, so I just let the conversation die as we reached home.

"So this is your place, huh? Looks pretty familiar..." She trailed off as if lost in thought.

I got out of the car, then went over to the passenger side, opened her door, then helped her get out.

She slipped on the concrete and I ended up catching her in my arms.

She giggled softly.

"Strong hands." She said.

"Thank you."

I got out my keys and opened the door, wondering how I was going to get her up the steps without her tripping again.

I finally settled on picking her up and carrying her, something she was all too happy to allow.

"Ooh, so strong." Taylor cooed as I lifted her up into my arms.

I carried her into the house, distracted slightly by her giggles.

"Take me to the bedroom." She said.

I carried her up the stairs to her bedroom and sat her down gently on the bed.

"Not to judge..." She began. "But your bedroom is a girl's bedroom... I mean, my bedroom looks exactly like this."

I regarded her for a minute to see if the gears would start to turn and she realized what was actually going on.

My hope was in vain, as she started rolling around in the bed.

"But I'm not complaining... This bed is so comfy. Like my bed back home. I can just imagine how it will feel to be pressed into it."

Giving up, and with the main mission of bringing her back home complete, I turned around and started to walk out of Taylor's bedroom. I would let her sleep it off and hopefully she wouldn't remember this in the morning.

"Wait... Where are you going?" She called out.

I turned around.

"Do you need something?" I asked.

"I need you." She responded, her voice taking on a slight seductive air.

"You're drunk... I can't-"

My words were stopped by her slipping down her pants.

I knew where this was going, she was going to show me her wet panties.

Or what actually happened was her lack thereof as she fully slipped off her pants.

She spread her legs a bit, allowing me a clear view of her pussy.

Perhaps it was my imagination, but I think I saw it wink at me once.

"Don't go. I need to thank you for taking care of me tonight."

'Be good Andrew' I thought as I felt my cock stirring in my pants.

"Taylor, it's Andrew. I'm your brother. We can't have sex."

"No, you're not my brother. I don't know why you think I'm drunk when you can't remember who you are or who you're not."

I needed to get out of there before things got worse, so I started walking out the bedroom door.

"Wait. Let me show you something before you go." She pleaded.

I hesitated, wondering why the hell I shouldn't just leave her, when something in me decided to turn around and see what she had to show me, even though it couldn't be anything good.

As I turned around, I saw my sister slip a finger inside her pussy. My sister now started playing with herself in front of me.

"Oh that feels so good. My pussy needs some attention tonight."

Part of me knew that I should leave, but another part of me told me to stay and watch. If nothing else, I could jack off to the image of my sister playing with herself.

"I need some guy's cock inside me. You took me home with you. So you get to be the lucky winner."

She looked down my pants, her glance clearly stopping at my cock.

"Or maybe I'll be the lucky one. Are you hard for me?"

"Taylor, you're my sister. We shouldn't-"

"Fine, I'm your sister."

I stopped, thinking the wheels in her mind were finally turning. Yet once again, my hopes were quickly dashed.

"If you want to be kinky, I can play along. You look like Andrew and you're probably just a bit older than me like he is. I can't help that he's probably asleep at home. But you'll do just fine... Just fine."

She stood up from the bed and walked over to me, where I felt frozen in place.

Her voice changed tone again to a sexy purr as she got up from the bed, walked over to me, and started whispering in my ear.

"I can call you all the right names, my sexy stud of a big brother. You can teach your sister everything you know about sex... I am still a virgin, and I'm sure you remember how sex ed was in school.

I rolled my eyes, indeed remembering how it was when I was in school.

They showed us clinical diagrams and explanation amounted to:

"This is a vagina. This is a penis. You should not have sex until you are married."

"Yeah, I remember. You learned more in biology one day." I said.

Taylor nodded.

"But by now, you probably have a bit of experience. You can be your sister's teacher."

She was kind of making sense... But she was still my sister. And even though I had wanted this for so long-

She licked my earlobe and before I could respond, tilted her head over to my lips, and kissed me.

It wasn't a long kiss, but I could tell it was a kiss filled with need.

Something in me finally surrendered as I started to kiss her back, eliciting a purr from my little sister.

"I want to have incestuous relations with my brother. Your pants are still on. Take them off."

No longer able to resist, I pulled my pants and boxers down.

"Whoa." Taylor said as her eyes widened. "It's you... My big brother... My BIG brother."

She kneeled down to get a closer look at it as she took it in her hand.

"Mmm... It feels so hard and warm in my hand. It's so much better than I imagined it, my big brother."

Better than she imagined-?

My line of thinking was cut off by Taylor starting to take my cock into her mouth.

Moving it past her lips, she started murmuring.

"I always wondered what it would be like... to have my big brother's cock in my mouth."

There was a lot long with that statement, but nothing wrong with how it felt once she wrapped her lips around my cock and slowly started bobbing her head up and down the shaft.

"Mmm!" She moaned out. Her tongue swirling around the head and the shaft of my cock. She really wanted to please me.

As Taylor bobbed her head faster, I couldn't process what was happening. I rationalized that I couldn't really push her away without her knowing that it was really me.

Although of course, we all know that the real reason was I didn't want her to stop.

As the minutes passed by, I felt myself starting to get close.

"Taylor, I'm gonna cum soon. You need to stop."

"Mmm hmm." She protested, bobbing her head faster and trying to suck in more air to get a vacuum hold on my cock. I guess I knew she wanted to swallow.

And within moments, her wish was granted as I started shooting jet after jet of hot cum into her warm, waiting mouth.

Once I stopped cumming, Taylor did not stop sucking my cock. She kept bobbing her head up and down and running her tongue around my shaft. At one point the pleasure became so intense that it bordered on pain.

"Oh god, Taylor. I love you, but it's too much." I said as I started trying to pull her off my cock.

She tried to fight me for a moment before letting me pull her off. After which she then stood up and kissed me deeply.

She pulled away slightly and trained her eyes on me.

"I love you too Andrew." She breathed out before pressing her lips to mine again and slipping her tongue into my mouth.

Her tongue seeked mine out with an air of urgency, rolling itself around my tongue once it had found its bounty.

The look in her eyes was one of deep pleasure, but behind that, it seemed like she knew exactly what she was doing and who she was doing it with.

She deserves that pleasure too. I thought.

I pulled her off of me, eliciting a whine from her.

"No, don't stop."

I pushed her onto the bed, causing her to emit a pleased squeal.

She looked curious as I got on the bed and went to her pussy.

"What are you gonna-? Oh YES Andrew!" Taylor said as I started licking her clit.

Her words encouraged me as I made small circles around her clit with my tongue. I noted how I could feel wetness on my chin.

"Please make me cum Andrew. Please make your little sister cum." She moaned out.

Looking down at her pussy slightly, I saw it soaked and dripping. How close was she?

Sliding my head down, I started swirling my tongue around her pussy, making her gasp slightly.

"Yes." She whispered.

I pushed my tongue inside her pussy as she let out a loud moan.

"Fuck, I'm so close!" She whimpered out.

I continued licking, swirling my tongue inside her wet hole, listening to her soft moans until finally I was rewarded with a very loud moan and a tidal wave of liquids hitting my tongue and traveling through to my mouth.

"Oh fuck! Oh, yes brother! Oh!" she moaned out as the orgasm overtook her.

As her body trembled, I wrapped my arms around her and held her, something that she was all too happy about when she returned my embrace.

I could hear her fast heartbeat as she started panting into my ear, her head on my shoulder.

"Thank you big brother. You made your sister cum, and much harder than when I used my dildo imagining it was you."

Did I hear that right?

"You know what's next for us, right Andrew?" My sister asked.

I had a feeling I did know, but I shook my head.

She reached her hand down and grabbed my cock, already hard again.

"What's next... Is to put this inside me." She said with a look of pure lust.

I knew that despite the possible consequences, I was not going to deny her.

"I don't know Taylor... You are my sister." I said teasingly.

She responded by pushing me down into the bed and getting on top of me.

"No you don't. You don't let me suck you off and make me cum with your tongue and then say we can't have sex."

She then pinned me down with her arms to prevent me from going anywhere.

"Are you sure you want to lose it this way sis?" I asked.

Her response was to move her pussy just over my cock and slowly start plopping down on it.

I heard her moan softly as the head passed into her pussy and found my cock enveloped in her wet oasis.

She looked at me with a bit of fear in her eyes.

"Is it going to hurt?" She asked.

"It'll hurt a little bit, but then it will feel really good."

Her face relaxed and I saw her take on a confident air as she pushed herself down onto my cock, bursting her hymen.

"Owwwiiieeee." She cried out, gritting her teeth.

"It's okay Taylor. I know it hurts, but it's going to feel a lot better soon."

I started thrusting softly into her, listening as her moans of pain gradually turned into moans of pleasure.

"Oh god Andrew... That feels delightful." Taylor moaned out.

Starting to find her own groove, Taylor started bouncing up and down my shaft, moaning loudly as she started riding me.

Her pussy started rapidly clamping down on my cock and releasing it, and the look on her face was one of lust and love.

It was obvious she really wanted this, but had she fallen in love with me?

"Fuck your sister Andrew!" She yelled out, interrupting my train of thought.

Well who was I to deny her?

Grabbing her ass, I started thrusting hard into her, hearing her loud moans with every thrust until I found myself getting close. Taylor must have felt it too.

"I'm about to cum too. Cum with me Andrew. Cum inside your sister's pussy!" She growled out.

That sent me over the edge as I started flooding my sister's pussy with cum, watching her body contort as her orgasm overtook her.

"Ooooh god, it's..." Her voice trailed out into a long moan as her body froze in place.

I started breathing heavily as my cock stopped, having given my sister Taylor all that it could.

As she collapsed on me, she hugged me tightly, and I responded by wrapping my arms around her.

"Don't let go Andrew. Never let go of me. I love you so much." She breathed out.

"I love you too Taylor."

"No Andrew, I mean that I really-"

I stopped her with a sensual kiss that once again left her breathless as her eyes widened.

"Oh my god... You're amazing." She breathed softly as I pulled away.

She started cuddling close to me.

"We're going to be together Andrew. I'm so happy."

"But what about-?"

"Shhhh! We'll figure it out. For now, let's just be happy."

Mom and Dad weren't coming home until late tomorrow, so I felt comfortable cuddling with her and sleeping with her.

"And to think all I had to do was get drunk to finally get you." Taylor said as we drifted off to sleep.