Sasha was tired from the after-party of her nineteenth birthday which was held in their backyard. It was the start of summer vacation so they were lucky to celebrate her birthday with no worries. All of her friends that she had invited had already gone home.

It was already 1:35 a.m., her parents were asleep while her brother was sipping his alcohol on the sofa in their living room. She grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen and then turned off the lights after she drank it. She passed in the living room and looked at her intoxicated brother.

Wesley was two years older than her. They were very close and affectionate with each other. They had each other's back. They made sure to help whenever one another had some troubles.

At this time, Wesley had been highly influenced by alcohol. His sister could tell that by his actions and his flushed face. He looked at her with drowsy eyes. He felt hot from the alcohol on his body which made his gaze look somewhat hazy.

"Hey, Happy Birthday again," he greeted his sister and patted the space on the sofa next to him.

"Come over," he added.

Sasha sat and said teasingly, "Where's my birthday gift?"

"Sorry, I didn't buy anything for you this year. I was kind of busy. Would you like anything?"

"You knew that new clothes or a bag would make me happy," she said as she acted spoiled and put her head on Wesley's shoulder.

Wesley couldn't explain what he was feeling when her head touched his skin. Was he drunk? Or was he horny? His body was still hot from alcohol and her sister's body heat close to him ignited a new flame of feelings. Her hair continued to rub on his shoulder.

Why was he horny for his sister? He didn't know. Only, he knew it was immoral.

He cleared his throat and tried to clear his mind from dirty thoughts, "Then I'll take you some time to buy what you want, hmm?"

Sasha looked up to her brother as she was tickled by his breath.

"OK then. You looked so drunk now, why didn't you go upstairs and take a sleep."

"I was asked by Dad to wait for everyone to go home. Of course, I waited to greet you Happy Birthday again," Wesley said

"You just wanted to stay up and drink, you didn't have to lie," she said playfully and kissed him on his chin.

Wesley looked at her eyes deeply and didn't say anything. He put down his empty glass on the table and took a slice of the birthday cake that he hadn't touched. It had a candle on top of it.

When he took a slice earlier, he made sure to take a candle after his sister had blown it out in front of her friends. He knew after that, the cake would be eaten. So, he took a slice and placed it on the refrigerator first then took it when the visitors all went home. He then rested on the sofa with his alcohol.

Wesley took a lighter in the pocket of his shorts and lit it. He put his hands on his sister's waist and then pulled her closer.

He said, "Make a wish."

Sasha hugged Wesley. She was so touched by her brother's action that she gave him again a peck on his cheek. She closed her eyes as she leaned to her brother.

"I wish to have a boyfriend," she said jokingly as she blew the candle.

Wesley looked at his sister. He looked down at her pouting pink lips, it looked so kissable. He wondered how would it feel when it was wrapped around his dick.

He scolded himself in his mind. 'What the fuck is wrong with me?'

'I might be out of my mind,' he thought.

Wesley took some frosting from the cake with his finger and smeared it on her cheek. However, his sister saw his action and tried to dodge it. The frosting lander close to her lips.

He couldn't help but look at her lips again. Wesley suddenly felt his dick twitched inside his shorts. He let out an awkward laugh to subside his horny feelings.

"They said you should not say your wishes out loud or they will not come true," he teased his sister.

Sasha was annoyed by the feeling of stickiness on her face. She pinched the side of his waist hard.

"I'm not worried," she said as she tried to let go of her hug to wipe the icing on her face.

Wesley didn't let her and tightened his hold on her waist. He leaned down to her face and licked the icing that he smeared. His tongue almost touched the side of her lips.

Both were frozen by his action. Wesley didn't know what had gotten on his mind. Sasha was very confused.

What did her brother do? The feeling of his hot tongue still lingered through her cheek. It felt wet from his saliva.

Sasha tried to understand her brother's actions. However, she couldn't. They both didn't know what to do.

To break the awkwardness, she wiped her slightly wet cheek on his shirt and playfully hit him.

"You're saliva felt so dirty," she complained.

Wesley just looked at her, he also was confused. He started feeling something towards his sister that would probably make her disgusted. He wondered if it was the influence of the alcohol.

'Yes, it's most likely the alcohol,' he convinced himself.

"What's the problem?" Sasha asked when her brother didn't say anything.

Wesley shook his head and then placed it between her neck and shoulder. He could smell her natural scent through her sweat mixed with her perfume.

'Oh, this wouldn't help me calm down,' he thought.

His hand gently stroked her waist which made her feel a tingling sensation from her waist that spread to her body. She started to feel uncomfortable.

Sasha was confused. This was her brother. Why did his touch affect her body?

She gently pushed Wesley and said, "Come on, let's go upstairs and sleep."

Sasha was tipsy as well from the alcohol but more clear-headed than him. She didn't not know what was going on right now but her brother's touch felt so hot.

She felt dirty by herself. She felt dirty by her thoughts. Her brother's touch made her feel lust over him.

'It's inappropriate for me to feel that,' she thought.

She grew up very curious and knew a lot of sex-related things, thanks to the Internet. That feeling, she knew it too well. It was the same electric sensation whenever she touched herself when she read her favorite erotic novels.

Wesley, on the other hand, felt more intoxicated than a few minutes ago. He never looked and felt something like this for his sister. Maybe, the alcohol made him horny.

He broke up with his girlfriend just a month ago but he was very satisfied with his occasional flings. However, right now, he was horny. He was very aroused by his sister.

His eyes were hazy and burned from lust. That pair of eyes charmed his sister.

Sasha didn't know what to do. She tried to convince him again to go upstairs but Wesley won't budge. She stood up and started to walk to her room but Wesley suddenly held her wrists.

He gently pulled her again to sit, "Let's watch some movies?"

"No, it's already close to 2 am. It's time to sleep."

Wesley shrugged, "Then you go upstairs first. I'll unwind here for a while."

"No, you should go to your room now and rest there. Come on, I'll help you," she stood up and pulled her brother up as well.

"I can walk, I'm not that drunk."

"Sure, but you really should rest in your room, okay?" she said.

Wesley then just let his sister take him to his room. He tried his best to hide his raging boner.

Sasha opened her brother's room. She helped her brother walk to his bed before he could complain.

Wesley was focused on hiding his tight shorts. He wanted to take it off and showed his boner to his sister. He didn't do it.

Instead, he looked at her and said, "Help me go to the bathroom first. I badly want to pee."

He smirked and laughed lowly when he imagined her reactions.

Sasha rolled her eyes, "Didn't you tell me that you're not drunk? Why not help yourself?"

She wanted to go to her room and tidy up her thoughts.

"I suddenly felt dizzy," Wesley said.

Sasha glared at him but still helped him walk to his room's bathroom. She gently pushed him to the door and said, "Go and I'll wait for you here."

Wesley's drunk gaze looked at her, he said, "That won't do. Why not help me and make sure not to make a mess when I pee?"

"Oh my god, Wesley, you're not a child anymore," Sasha said angrily and she hit him on the shoulder.

Wesley then laughed and pulled her.

"Wesley!" Sasha screamed softly. Her heart almost jumped.

In her lowered voice, she said, "What the hell do you want to do?!"

"I just want to pee," he said when they were in front of the toilet seat.

"Can you open the zipper of my shorts?" he added.

Sasha looked down at his shorts. She was shocked to see Wesley's bulging member. She hadn't noticed that it was already like that since they were on the sofa.

Wesley looked at his sister and tried not to chuckle at her reaction.

"Come on, it's hard to control it anymore," he said.

Sasha didn't know what to do. She was perplexed about how they came to this point. Weren't they siblings? Was this normal for them to do?

Wesley couldn't hold himself from laughing.

Sasha quickly pinched his shoulder and looked at him with wide eyes. She wanted to scold her brother for making noises.

She said, "Lower your voice. Your room was just next to Mom and Dad."

Wesley smiled at her, "Well, you can help me unzip my shorts then you can go back to your room to sleep."

He then took Sasha's hand and placed it on top of his bulging dick.

Sasha felt how hot Wesley's dick was. She gulped, still unsure what to do.

"Wesley, this isn't right."

"Why not? You're just helping me unzip my pants?"

"Then do it yourself. You look like you're just playing right now," she took her hand out and then started to walk out of the bathroom.

"We should not joke around about something like this, okay?"

Wesley, of course, wouldn't let her leave him in this state. He pulled her, held her waist, and pinned her closer to his body.

Sasha flushed from Wesley's body heat. She felt his bulging dick more clearly from her lower stomach. Wesley's 6'1" and she's 5'7".

"Wesley, let go of me," she whispered and tried to push him away.

"Just help me with this once then go, okay?" he said and looked at her intently. His eyes looked so attractive that Sasha almost couldn't stop her urges to touch him. Her knees felt weak.

"Wesley," she sounded confused.

When Wesley took her hand again and put it on top of his crotch, she firmly closed her eyes. She moved her hand to his shorts. She felt the zipper and started to pull it down.

'I want to see it,' she thought.

Wesley smiled at his sister's movement. He stroked her waist then up to her hair.

Sasha looked at his dick bulging inside his boxer briefs then slowly pulled it down. She looked up to her brother and Wesley returned it affectionately.

His dick sprung mighty when his underwear was pulled down. Sasha was shocked.

"Oh my god."

It was her first time to see such a dick in person, and she was not expecting it to be her brother's. It was long and thick, the veins looked so manly, and there was no pubic hair surrounding it.

She let go of his underwear. She cleared her throat and secretly took a deep breath. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva with this mouth-watering sight.

"What are you waiting for?" she asked her brother.

"Ah, it might take a while to pee. Don't you know that it's hard to do it when it's fully awake?" Wesley answered.

Sasha glared at him and said, "How should I know that?! Can you just pee so I can go to sleep?"

"Maybe help me to calm it down."

"What do you mean?!" she looked at him horrified.

Wesley laughed lowly. His little sister was so cute.

"Give me a hand job?" he said teasingly.

"Are you crazy? Maybe you are drunk as fuck! I'm your sister! Sober up!" she whispered to him angrily.

Masturbating her brother? Her body was burning as she imagined herself masturbating him and shooting his cum with the help of her touch.

Even though she convinced herself that that wasn't right, she wanted to. However, she would not let him know that.

"What about that? You're just helping me calm it down?"

"Calming down what? Is it not your dick?! That's immoral!"

"How is that so?"

"Because I'm your sister?!" she whispered angrily.

Wesley didn't answer and took her hand. Sasha acted to pull it out. However, even if Wesley was heavily affected by alcohol, he was still stronger than her.

He put her hands on his cock, moved it on its length.

"Wesley! This isn't funny anymore!" she warned her brother.

"I'm not trying to be funny? Come, lend me a hand."

"Wesley," she said defeatedly.

She knew it was wrong but his dick felt right in her hands. She wanted to blame the alcohol that she wanted to touch him. She desired him since she pulled his underwear down.

"Come on, don't be scared," Wesley urged his sister. He started to be more sober but didn't want to stop. Instead, he told himself to remember all of this clearly.

Sasha sighed. She took every courage and convinced herself that it was okay. She would just help him, wouldn't she? Her brother needed her help, so why not lend him a hand? It was just a handjob after all.

She properly held his cock but couldn't seem to fit it in her hand because of its thickness. She started to move her hand upside down. The heat of her palm poured to his length.

Wesley began to occasionally moan. His sister's hand was so hot and soft. It cannot be compared to his ex-girlfriends.

Funnily, Sasha didn't know any handjob techniques even after reading a lot of erotic novels. She was inexperienced after all.

Wesley pulled her closer. Her back touched his chest as he hugged her from behind. His right hand held her hand on his cock and guided it slowly.

His breath kept hitting her nape. She could smell the alcohol from him. The scent made her feel more intoxicated.

His left hand lifted her shirt and started to stroke her belly, and then slowly circled through it. She moaned. Their deep and hot breaths seemed to rhythm. She let him touch her body and was enveloped with his warm touch.

With this, Wesley couragely and slowly pushed his hands down to her skirt.

"Wesley, oh not there," she said.

Sasha closed her eyes and suddenly stopped stroking his cock.

'My brother's going for my pussy!' she thought.

Wesley's hand which was still holding her hand on his dick kept it moving. Then his other hand continued to move downward, inside her skirt.

"Wesley," she moaned.

He slid his fingers inside her panties. He tried to reach her clit. It was aroused and erected.

"Oh, Wesley," she moaned his name as she held his hand on her clit. Her breath was going deeper.

Wesley gently pinched her clit which made her moan louder. He said, "Shh, do you want to wake up our parents?"

She shook her head and bit her lips. She laid her head on his neck and asked for support as her knees started to feel weak.

Wesley continued to play with his sister's clit. He gently nibbled it with his fingers. His sister's hand also started to fasten its pace on his cock.

His fingers went down more. He felt that his sister's pussy was so wet from his touch. He teased the entrance of her pussy, kneaded, and massaged her walls which made it more wet.

Sasha's moan grew stronger, "Not there, Wesley."

Her head rubbed her brother's shoulder. Her whole body was burning especially her soaked pussy. Her nipples were erect and swelled inside her bra. Sasha's left hand let go of his hand inside her pussy and touched her two peaks instead. She felt itchy and wanted to take off her bra.

Wesley's right hand let go of her hand on his cock. She had gripped it somehow tight but did not make him uncomfortable. Her hand stopped stroking but the heat of her touch was very nice to his dick.

He slid his hand under her shirt up to her bra and pulled it down a little. He felt her nipples and squeezed her breast slowly. His other hand on her pussy was making its way to enter it.

Sasha's body was burning. She kept her moans as hard as she could by biting her lips. She felt Wesley's fingers trying to invade her pussy. She opened her mouth and soundlessly moaned. Her hand held his hand under her pussy and tried to stop him from touching her.

"Oh no, Wesley. Don't."

'Please, put your fingers in!' her actual thought.

Her hand tried to pull his hand down but instead helped his fingers to penetrate her wet pussy deeper.

"Oh, Wesley," she couldn't help but moan his name intending him to stop.

Her hand that gripped his cock grew tighter so Wesley pinched her nipple hard to warn her. Sasha squeezed her eyes shut as her head looked up. She tried to muffle her moans again by biting her lips.

"Move your hand, or we won't be able to finish." Wesley urged his sister while his fingers kept on entering her pussy. Her wetness and his fingers made some dirty noises.

"I'm trying-" she said and held back her moans.

To his frustration, his fingers went deeper and faster, making some arousing sound. His thumb rubbed her clit.

Sasha loosened the hold on his dick and instead held his hand which was entering her inside rapidly with both of her hands. This was too much stimulation for her.

This was her first experience with something so erotic. She was going crazy trying not to moan, so she turned her body to face...