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Back From Iraq Ch. 01

By: monkeyboy72



My Marines and I finally get home from our long 7 month sojourn to Iraq, seven months of missing you even though we're in contact almost daily, we've both gone without the intimate contact of another warm human being. Of course you're there, waiting for me at the terminal. We stare for a second then it's a rush of tears, kisses and hugs. There's a final formation with the CO telling us to be careful and make sure we get enough rest before we head off into the winds, even though it's less then 10 minutes it seems like and eternity. He say's "Dismissed!", and everyone rushes to grab their bags and hit the road. After I get my bags in the car, we start driving home. You ask if I'm hungry, not really. My nerves are still jittery from the 20 hour plane ride. On the way home I can hardly keep my hands off you, it feels so right sitting next to you again. Every stop light we kiss, feels like being back in high school and first love.

Leaving the bags in the car we head upstairs to the apartment and the kids are already away safely at your dad's house. We pass silently through the living room, clothes disappearing as by magic on the way to the bathroom, we stop at the sink to brush our teeth naked, hardly touching but hairs breathe away from each other. Just looking at each other in the mirror. Still a word hasn't been spoken since we got to the house, we step into the shower. 

You start it up, ah clean water, I could drink it directly from the pipes, real pressure and warm, mmmm. I just close my eyes for a second and am content with life. Sometimes it's the small things that you miss.

My eyes are still closed and I feel you putting shampoo in my hair, you massage the shampoo in with deft gentle motions, I rinse and you repeat it with the conditioner. I rinse and you wash my face in small circler motions then you pull the scrunchy down and start washing my body. I open my eyes, I'm watching you cleaning my body, occasionally you rub your breasts against me in seeming innocence. I'm already an iron bar. You glance up, I can see the interest in your eyes, you bypass my sex, I moan, even though the water is hot, I shiver. You're massaging my legs with the scrunchy and you head brushes me, another innocent gesture? You pull up on my leg lightly and I lift my foot, you're rubbing the soap in with firm smooth motions starting with my ankle, working your way down to my toes. You clean each one with slow massaging motions, being careful of the spaces in-between the toes and hand me the scrunchy. 

You're down on your knees and you reach beside your head and grab a bar of soap and slowly, oh so slowly you start lathering up your hands. I am steel. You reach up and gently start soaping up my ball sack and between my legs, and with slow strokes move forwards with small circler motions, teasing me till you reach the head. You start going back and forth with twisting as you pull the skin back, cleaning behind the head. I close my eyes, and you do this for about a minute then reach up, I open my eyes and hand you the shower head and you rinse and hand it back to me and then lick my head, swirling your tongue around it. With no further instruction you take me in your mouth and go all the way down. I'm hard enough to knock holes in concrete but I stay still, you work. Sucking, licking, occasionally swallowing the entire organ and I feel my knees grow weak. I say the first words "if you keep doing this I'm going to cum...." You just glance up at me and I see a hint of a smile dance in your eyes. You massage the area behind my balls then it's beyond holding back, I feel my knees melt, I'm holding on to the window seal above my head to keep from falling. It doesn't seem to end; it feels like I'm cumming gallons down your throat and you just keep swallowing till I'm done. 

Black spots dance before my eyes, I'm breathing hard like I just ran three miles. Whew. I rinse off the sweat that's re-beading on my forehead and just shudder there for a sec and we exchange places, now it's my turn.

I squirt a silver dollar sized glob of shampoo onto my hand and emulsify it between my palms and start working my way through your hair while using my fingers to kneed your scalp. Your eyes close while I'm doing this and you lean back against me, I do this for about a minute and using unseen body language alone you know it's time to rinse off. I follow through with the conditioner, using the same kneading motions on the scalp, you rinse. I open the jar of facial soap and work a small amount between my fingers and start working in into your forehead, then eyebrows, cheeks, between your eyes, nose, chin and tilt your head towards the shower head. You immerse you face with your eyes closed and pull your face out of the water; I slide up and kiss you deeply and feel myself start to rise again, not quite steel yet. We have one of those kisses where you forget where you're at and then slowly draw away. You're panting a bit now. 

I grab the scrunchy and squirt some body wash on it and start working it through. You're still leaning against the wall from the kiss; I start lathering the shoulder that's facing me, you breathe deeply and move away from the wall, I scrub your other shoulder and work my way down your back. I work my way up your left side and up the arm, not hurrying because there is no rush. Half way up your arm you start to turn, I reach your fingertips and work my way back down your arm and down to your left breast, I do small circles in a bigger circle going toward you nipple. I finally reach your nipple and it's like a hard stone under my hand. I roll it back and forth between my fingers, you rinse, and I put my mouth to it mouth, sucking and nibbling softly. You make a sighing sound almost underneath your breath. 

Yup that's working...

I work my way across to your other breast and your breathing picks up and I can feel your body wanting to lean towards me but you don't. I work my way down your body, down over your belly, down one leg, back up and down your other leg; I sit down on the floor of the tub and start down your shins and the top of your feet. I motion for you to turn around, you do and lift up one foot, I work my way down to your toes and clean in between them, you squirm just a bit then put your foot down, the same follows with the other. Then I'm massaging my way up your legs and clean your buttocks. 

You pull down the massaging shower head and step around me, without getting up, I move next to the faucet and you glide to floor on the other side. My legs go under yours and yours spread as you slide forward. I reach for the shaving cream and lather your nether regions; I shave you working my way from the edge of you pelvis in, making short sure strokes, pulling the skin taunt between passes. I'm at your slit and I can feel the heat raising that somehow feels hotter then the shower we're in. You take a deep breath in when I brush your clit when I shave the hair on your lips, I'd like to think it's from excitement not fear of me being down there with a sharp razor. That I might be out of practice after 7 months gone. If it's fear it's unwarranted. Seconds later, you're as smooth as the softest satin.

I put the razor and shaving cream up; it's almost like a ritual these habits that you fall back into. Next comes the soap, I lather up my hands, once again starting at the edge of the pelvis and working my way in, almost a massage. It's more sensual then sexual, even though there is a definite sexual tension running beneath everything. I can see you almost holding your breath. 

Once again I reach your slit and my fingers make circles around it, almost like they're learning new territory. I clean around your opening and work my way in, then back up to you clitoris. Your breathing picks up again. I'm rubbing my fingers back and forth over it and you're almost to your first orgasm and your hips rise up almost by them selves. I stop and reach for the shower massager, can't leave the soap on too long or you'll start having a reaction. Your air lets out in a sigh.

I start rinsing you off with it on spray then turn the dial to massage slowly, not too quick. If on any night I don't want you getting sensitive before any of the real action starts. I hold the massager with my left hand and make sure all the soap is gone with my right. While still on light massage, I bring the spray near you clit, you're smiling at me, heh. Then the first stream hits it and your eyes automatically close. I bring my sneaky right hand into play, and dip my middle finger into you, slowly working it in and out till the entire finger is in. Rubbing on that magic spot to the front of you vagina then pull it out to turn up the spray on a harder setting. It beats against your clit my finger is there, stroking back and forth with a little curve. At times like this I wish I had an extra hand. I feel you body ready to take the massager at full strength, so I withdraw my hand and turn the knob. My finger is hardly back inside of you before you have your first orgasm of the night. 

Time to switch tactics, I start moving my finger in a quick up and down motion, not in and out. Almost beating against your g spot with my middle finger, this time the orgasms makes your pussy clamp down on my finger and try forcing it out, I don't move and ride it out. You have you eyes clamped shut till it ends then open them wide and stare at the ceiling. I pull the massager out of direct contact with your clit and turn it down a notch. 

As you regain you breathing, I slowly work the stream of water back towards your clit. You raise your eyes to watch me for a second then pull your head back and leave your body to my trusted hands. I go through the same motions, working one finger in slowly. Pulling my hand out to turn up the pressure when I feel you're ready again. This time when I go back down I slide in two fingers and my index finger rubs against the front of your vagina wall while my middle finger is bent and the tip is pressed against the first knuckle of the index finger, putting pressure on the index finger tip and pushing the backside of the middle finger against the rear of the vagina wall. And start the in and out motions, it seems like seconds and you're going wild again. I ride through the orgasm and pull the middle finger tip back further on the index finger increasing the pressure on both sides while continuing the in and out motions. 

You scream "OH GOD, OH GOD" then only animal sounds come from your throat. After that orgasm I slide the massager away from the clit for a second and let you lie there panting, hmmm. Guess I the trip hasn't made me lose my touch. The two fingers are still inside, now side by side working their way back and forth as almost an afterthought. I curl the ends a bit and bring the shower head into play slowly, you start squirming again, not quite there, I'm working this one up slowly not letting you rush into this orgasm like the first couple. Every time that you're almost there I pull back; you're still having mini orgasms but not the full blown mind shattering ones. You're almost growling at me, I can see it in your eyes. 

Please get me over! Heh. I'm letting it build slowly, alternating thrusts of my fingers and placement of the shower head. Most of the time your eyes are closed but every time you open them first looking at the ceiling then at me I can see the pleading. After a couple of minutes of doing this, you grab the shower head out of my hand and I reach down and spread your lips around your clitoris and increase your tempo. You start humping my hand, the shower floor, you legs straighten out and your toes curl up. I slip in a third finger into your wetness you start yelping and making inhuman sounds, your pussy is clamping down on my fingers and trying to force them out, your belly is pressing down and your abdomen is going through convulsions. My fingers stay in and continue doing their dance. You drop the shower head and your knees are shaking. You've stopped making noise and are just lying there breathing heavy. I withdraw my fingers.

After a moment, you open your eyes, I know the color hasn't changed but there is a new light there that wasn't there when I met you at the plane. 

I say, "Ready to take this to the room?"

Uh-huh.

We untangle our selves off the floor and rinse the sweat off. Rubbing our bodies on each other. I'm a plank again, without speaking you turn around and press you arms against the wall, I enter you from behind, you're tighter then I remember, I thrust into you like this for a minute and you cum hard again, I pull out and have to hold you up with my arms across your breasts, good thing I pull out I don't know if I could have handled much more of that. Damn that felt good. We rinse off again and I turn off the shower. I get out first and hand you a towel. You're still standing in the same spot, holding up the wall.

I say, "I love you."

You say "I love you too."

I go to the bed room and light the candles pull the sheets back and get out the toys. KY from the top drawer, the Hitachi Magic Wand that I bought you when I was overseas, the black dildo and the ribbed vibrator just in case. I lay them down on the edge of the bed like a surgeon lays down his tools. You come into the room naked.

(I bought a mattress and box spring set a while back ago and didn't have a frame. I was thinking on buying a frame but then I realized that I could be on my knees on the side of the bed and thrust into someone with their legs spread. Well buying the frame went to the wayside in favor of better sex. A head board would be nice but I think our sex life is pretty spicy already.)

Back to the story, you sit down on the edge of the center of the bed, I'm on my knees. We kiss again and this time the kiss ends with me working my way from your mouth to your chin to the side of your neck, up to your ears and slowly down. Little kisses, almost brushes worked in with mild sucking, a nibble here and there some strokes with the tongue. All the time running my fingers in a light stroking slow motion, circles and straight strokes that barely touch the skin. I'm pulling the energy from your body. You're breathing deeply, almost in a trance. I've reached the top of your breast; I kiss around the side, mirroring the path on the other breast with my left hand. I kiss around the underside, you're a little bit more sensitive on the underside and light kisses up the center. Round and round I go, two complete circles around the breast I finally reach your nipple. I take it in my mouth and pull it between my teeth, I stick my tongue out and pull your nipple back sliding it over my top teeth, tease them. I know you talk about liking it rougher, but I've never heard you complain about the final result. I stay there for a while just doing that. You shudder a bit, was that an orgasm?

I slowly slow what I'm doing and start down from your neck on the other side. Same slow motions, this isn't a race. Same mirror motions but with my right hand, light strokes, a soft caress. Back at a nipple, you shudder again.

(I'll have to ask you about that when we're done.) 

I kiss my way down the center of your abdomen, my fingers are butterflies teasing the bottom of your ribcage and the under sides of your breast. The seem to have a mind of their own as dance to their own melody, there is an unheard music playing that our hearts are beating on time to.

After an infinity of kissing, the indrawn breaths, I reach your sex again, I kiss my way down your thigh, back up again, mild surface kiss on your sex and down your other thigh and back up. I'm making circles with my tongue, licking your lips starting from your vagina and working my way up past your clit then back down again. Once again I feel you impatience, I give in a bit after making some circles around your vagina with my tongue, I go up to your clit and lightly stroke with my tongue. Just a few flicks, almost like you see on porno's that they do for show, from personal experience I know that that doesn't cut it. But it does start the blood warming. I reach up with my middle finger, using the same stroke I started off in with the shower, stroking the inside of the front of vaginal wall. I increase the pressure of the tongue, I can feel you getting wet. Without a prodding from me you're already there. 

I slow my strokes and licking again, (over time I've found that multiple orgasms take time and verity of technique if you want to do it consistently. You have to feel your approach and what she's responding to that day. Her favorite position one day might not work as well the next day.)

I had already came once tonight so it gave me some sibilance of control. I closed my mouth over your clit and used my tongue like I did with the nipple to rub it against my top teeth at the same time I slipped another finger in, middle finger on knuckle, and then a third, you cum with another howl. I reached over without looking and grabbed the black dildo while letting up on my tongue stokes, I put some KY on the end holding the dildo with my left hand and rubbing the KY in with my right. Then I closed my mouth over your clit again, going back and forth between the nibbling, sucking and tonguing the underside, slowly working the dildo in you.

I'm teasing again, every I feel like you're going to cum, I back off a bit. Only for a moment or two, just hunting for another mind shattering one. I feel you at the point of no return and a slide a finger in your anus. It presses against the dildo in your vagina and your entire body leaps off the bead, your pussy discharges and everything clamps down. 

I keep up the strokes, firmly pressing the dildo and the invading finger in using an alternating pattern, you cum for about a minute then your body relaxes. I pull everything out and with one swift thrust I'm all the way inside of you. 

Plain sex, no special moves, hard and fast have their place too. I'm going a mile a minute and you come almost like you did a minute before. Everything clamps down, I ride it the contractions for 30 seconds and then pull out, I'm not done yet.

I ask "Am I doing alright?"

You look at me like a fool, you know I'm only teasing.

Back From Iraq Ch. 02



I awoke the next morning in the arms of my wonderful husband, Tommy. He smiled at me and asked, "Did Jack come in early last night?" 

I answered, "Yes. He and I spent some time together." 

"That's good," Tommy said. "Did he tell you what it was like over there?" 

I replied, "Not so much. We had a deep conversation about his feelings."

Tommy could not have realized that, by "deep conversation", I really meant that my brother's cock went deep down my throat. 

"That's nice," Tommy said. "I bet he really enjoyed it." I just smiled and nodded.

"Listen, Amy," Tommy said with a devious grin. "You know that nightgown is one of my favorites. Do you have some time this morning to help me out?" Tom pulled back the covers to reveal his large, throbbing penis. I had completely forgotten that I was wearing the sexy, see-through negligee which had a similar effect on Jack the night before. 

"No problem, honey," I said grabbing his big boner and stroking it lovingly. I love Tommy's big cock. It brings me great joy. I stroked it up and down for a while before sliding down the bed toward his 'tower of power'. I began licking it carefully all over. When I lick my man's dick, I make sure not to miss any spots. This includes the sensitive back side of the penis. I make sure to loop my long tongue around that surface. I know from experience that Tommy enjoys this.

Propping myself up on one elbow, I placed my mouth over the tip. I then began the sucking technique from the side that Tom and I both love. He began to whimper. Before long, Tommy's hand was resting on the back of my head while kneading my hair in pleasure. This was one of our signals that he was ready for more.

I swallowed his dick down to the base. As I have already described, I am blessed with a complete freedom from gagging. Tommy's big monster would produce a choking sensation in other women. Not from me. I hit what we call our "O" spot: my lips form a perfect "O" at the top of his nut sack, and he makes a loud "oh" sound. I then throated my man a few more times. I could not help noting that this was the second penis to enter my esophagus in the last eight hours or so. 

On my last trip down Tommy's big dick, I tightened my throat muscles and gripped the head of his penis. Tommy loves this and showed his appreciation in the form of a loud moan. 

I picked my head up off his monster and said: "Shush, you're going to wake up Jack." 

"Sorry, baby," Tommy whispered. "I couldn't help it." I looked up at him. Tommy's face was flushed red. 

"You're a bad boy, and I'm going to punish you. No more sucking." 

"Not fair," he protested. He then pleaded: "I won't do it again, I promise." His handsome face invoked my sense of pity. 

"I have other plans for you, Mister," I said as I climbed up and mounted his giant schlong. I love riding Tom's penis. It is the perfect length. When I sink down on it, it hits a spot somewhere on the inside wall of my vagina that sends me rocketing to heaven. That morning was no exception. I rode that cock for all I was worth. Each time it hit my spot, I let out a little wail. 

"Who's the noisy one now?" Tommy said with a smile. I grabbed his face and kissed him hard, shoving my tongue down his throat. We were locked in this embrace when I came. I moaned into his mouth. A second or two later, Tommy shot his load deep into me. Ever the gentleman, my husband always allows me to finish first.

"That was lovely," I stated, rolling off of him. Tom was speechless. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower and to get ready for work. 

I got up, made the bed, and was about to go into the kitchen to make coffee. But at that point, I realized that I was still wearing the sexy nightie that had caused all the trouble with Jack the night before. My first inclination was to throw a bathrobe over it. However, to be doubly sure of no "slippages" in front of Jack, I got fully dressed in a bra, panties, jeans and a t-shirt before going out to make breakfast.

Tommy and I had breakfast together, smiling frequently at each other. Tommy kissed me good-bye and went off to work. 

I grabbed a cup of coffee and brought it in to Jack who was sleeping in the living room. Jack had already closed up the sofa bed, and folded the sheets and blankets in a very neat, military fashion. He gave me a cheerful "Good morning", and gratefully accepted the mug of coffee I offered him. 

"I hope you had a good night's sleep, bro," I said, smiling at him.

"It was wonderful," he replied. 

I stated, "Today, I thought we'd spend some time together. There's a great new exhibit on military arms at the museum." 

Jack shifted uncertainly. "That's sounds fine," he said. I could tell by the look on his face that it was not his first choice. 

"I understand," I said. "Just coming back from the war, a war exhibit might be the last thing you want to see. Is there something else you want to do?"

"Actually...there is, Amy," Jack said with a devilish look on his face. He set his coffee to the side and parted the flaps of his robe. His erect penis emerged in all its glory. 

"Jack. We can't do that again," I explained. "Last night was a special thing that I wanted to do for you since you came home and no other woman was available. I felt you deserved a hero's welcome." 

Jack beamed a smile at me, but made no effort at putting his cock away. "And I really appreciated it, sis. By the way, how do you do that thing with your throat? That was amazing. It really sent me over the edge."

"It took years of practice to develop it, Jack," I said, somewhat proudly. 

"Could you do it to me again?" my brother implored. 

"No, Jack," I said firmly. "I'm your big sister. I'm not supposed to give you blowjobs." 

"But, you're the best," Jack said sounding like the pleading nine year-old I remember. "Besides, I heard you and Tommy going at it this morning and it gave me this raging hard-on." He gestured down to his lap as if I would have mistaken it for some other erect dick. 

Now it was my turn to blush. "Jack honey, I'm sorry you heard that," I said somewhat abashedly. I swallowed and began to speak. "We..." 

Jack then cut me off with a smile. "Amy, I know how it is. You two really like fucking. I don't blame you. But, can you please just do me this solid?" Jack implored me as if he were asking to borrow $20.

"No, sweetie. We can't get into this habit." Despite my best efforts, while I was saying this I couldn't help glancing at his erection. It looked bigger than last night. 

"No habit, Amy," he protested. "Just this once. You yourself told me that it wasn't wrong last night." I thought about it for a second. I almost faltered and gave in. Then I found my willpower and stood up.

"Sorry, soldier. Please holster that weapon, get up and get dressed. We've got a great day ahead of us." I could tell that my brother was disappointed. But, he did as he was ordered.

We had a nice breakfast together. We then rode the train into town and went to the exhibit at the museum that I had mentioned earlier to Jack. He seemed to enjoy it. Through his training as an infantryman, Jack knew a lot about weaponry. He spent a great deal of time explaining things to me. I had a wonderful time.

Afterward, we had hot dogs in the park and walked to the river. I stood against the railing, looking out at the water. Jack came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. Not having seen my brother in over a year. I enjoyed the hug. He snuggled in closer behind me. 

"I love you, Jack," I told him. 

"I love you too, sis," he said. Jack then slid his hands up and cupped my oversized breasts. 

"No, honey," I stated, sliding his hands down again. "You can't do that to your sister." 

Jack cooed in my ear: "Amy, I love your boobs. They're so beautiful." He worked his hands up again. This time, I let him hold them. 

We stood like that for a few minutes: just a sister with her brother and his hands around her breasts. There were trees on either side of us, and there were no other people around. I figured: what's the harm? If anyone sees us, they'll think we are just another pair of lovers. I can't say I blame my brother. I do have great tits. 

Slowly but surely, I felt the outline of Jack's erection forming against the crack of my ass, and then up the small of my back. My brother was now starting to knead my breasts, while rubbing his fingers over my sensitive nipples. 

"Not this guy again," I asked while rubbing my jean-encased ass against Jack's hard on. 

"He keeps reappearing when I'm around you, sis," Jack replied, almost sheepishly.

"Oh, dear," I said. I was really starting to enjoy the feeling of Jack's fingers working my nipples while his cock pressed into me from behind. "How about we go back to the apartment so that we can take care of a couple of things?" I asked him. I turned around. Jack eagerly nodded. 

"But, just this one last time, Jack. O.K.?"



Back From Iraq Ch. 03



During our walk from the park to the train station, I could not believe what I had just agreed to: I was taking my brother back to my apartment for sexual release of some sort or another. I was not sure what form that release would take. But, I promised myself that this would be the last time. 

I told myself: "I am Jack's older sister. I'm supposed to be the mature one. I'm not supposed to do this." Nevertheless, I couldn't help but admit that I was more turned on than I had been in a long time. It was the wrongness of it that was making my pussy tingle.

On the train back to our neighborhood, Jack and I got seats next to each other. Jack began stroking my thigh. I don't know why, but this simple act was making me short of breath. The further up my leg Jack's hand wandered, the shallower my breathing became. 

When the train went into a tunnel, the lights went off. Jack profited from the sudden darkness to trace with his finger the outline of my slit through my jeans. I couldn't stop myself from uttering a moan of surprise and delight. 

While the lights were still out, I grabbed for Jack's big boy. It was easy to find in his pants as it was large and swollen. I gave the bulb a squeeze, and it was Jack's turn to moan. We both removed our hands just as the lights came back on.

The train ride home was interminable. I was aching for Jack. I knew it was not right. But, that made it all the more delicious. 

The walk home from the train station was agonizing. Jack kept trying to pin me up against a wall, a tree, a fence, etc. On each attempt, I could feel his big bulge. Jack tried to kiss me. I drew the line there and told him that this was one thing that siblings cannot do. I also worried that someone I knew would see us.

We barely made it in the door. Jack ripped my t-shirt over my head. He didn't bother to unfasten my bra. He simply pulled it up over my aching breasts and yanked it over my head. Before I knew what hit me, my brother was going to work once again on my nipples with his lips and tongue. Every once in a while he would also gently bite my brown wonders with his teeth. This sent me through the roof. I could feel my panties getting very moist.

While Jack continued his loving assault on my boobs, I gripped his boner through his pants. I then fumbled with his belt buckle, button and fly. I couldn't get his pants down because my brother refused to give up his lip-lock on my swollen tits. 

"Jack," I panted, completely out of breath. "Let's go over the couch." Jack nodded and grunted. He peeled off his pants and briefs, leaving them in a pile on the floor.

"Sit down, honey," I said with authority. I sat next to him and began working my fingers up and down the length of his pulsing staff. His dick felt so good in my hands. Meanwhile, Jack began kissing my neck and tried to kiss my open mouth. I stopped him by pushing his head back down to my hooters which were still crying for attention.

I had one hand at the base of Jack's penis and the other up just below the head. I applied loving ministrations. The head of the beast was an angry, purple color. I was jacking Jack. 

"You like me stroking your cock, little brother, don't you?" I asked in a playful bad-girl voice. 

Jack grunted with my nipple in his mouth. 

"Are you gonna' come for your big sister?" I asked.

Before I knew what had happened, Jack lifted me up and threw my body lengthwise across the couch. He spread my legs and jumped on top of me. He began to grind his crotch into mine in a furious manner. It felt so good.

Jack stopped and reached down to my jeans. Before I could protest, he had unsnapped them and was pulling them off my legs. He got them off rather easily and was reaching for my panties when I shouted: "No Jack. We can't do that. We can't fuck." Although he was clearly crazed with lust, Jack stopped. 

"What do you mean? I need you," he said. 

I replied, "I know, honey. But, you can't put your penis in my vagina. That we can never do." He looked at me expectantly. I continued, "But, there are a lot of other things we can do for each other, baby."

Jack smiled down at me.  There I was, lying on the couch with my legs spread wide apart, wearing only my little striped panties. My brother crouched above me with a raging boner.

He looked unbelievably good. Army physical fitness training had done wonders to help Jack to shed the little bit of baby fat he had possessed when he entered the service. His chest and abs looked sculpted.

Jack extended his hand. I looked down at my pelvic area and saw the target of his reach. My panties had a big wet spot at the site of my dripping cunt. Jack looked at me as if waiting for approval. 

I nodded my head vigorously. Jack touched my crotch with his finger and it felt like an electric shock. I moaned loudly. He then began to massage my little baby through the thin material of my panties. Bliss.

After rubbing me for a little while, Jack said softly, "Why don't we take these off?"

Once again, all I could do was nod my head. I lifted my hips off the couch and Jack hooked his index fingers in the waistband of my underwear and slid them off me. I spread wide for my brother and he went to work with talented fingers on my twat. I made noises that I had never heard come out of my mouth. 

Jack certainly knew what he was doing. He would alternate between running his fingers gently along my labia and expertly stroking the bulb of my clitoris. He would insert the tip of his finger tentative in my pussy, only to teasingly pull it out. He was driving me mad. I would have shouted at him had I been able to form words.

My passion kept building. However, when Jack stroked my asshole with his strong thumb, he put me on the edge of a massive orgasm. My rosebud has always been very sensitive. I love a man who is not afraid to treat my butt hole as a beautiful part of my sexuality. 

Jack handled my backdoor like a pro. When he rubbed my asshole and my clit at the same time, I erupted. 

"OH, FUCK YEAH, JACK," I shouted. "You ARE a good brother." 

My spasms continued for some time. When they finally abated, I pulled his hands up to my mouth and sweetly sucked on his ten little piggies. 

Although I had come hard with Tommy that morning, this climax really rocked my world. It was strange that my brother's fingers could produce this outcome. In retrospect, I realize that it was the build-up of the event combined with the wrongness of the act with my brother that created this spectacular result.

But, there was still one more item to address. 

"Sit back, Jack," I said gently. "I want to make you feel good." 

My brother did as he was told and sat back on the couch. Without any preamble, I went directly into my deep throat act. By the third trip down, I was constricting my throat muscles and squeezing hard on the tip of his dick. Jack was issuing gurgling sounds from his mouth.

I was prepared to swallow a mighty load of Jack's semen, when he surprised me. He grabbed my head and lovingly pulled it off his cock. 

"Can I fuck your beautiful tits, Amy?" Jack asked. 

I was so touched by this request that I was taken aback. 

"I've been wanting to do this since I was 13," he said. How could I refuse him?

Jack bent over and licked up and down my cleavage to create a slippery channel for his lap lizard. His cock was already coated in my saliva. 

Before he went any further, I said: "Let me do it to you, sweetie." 

While kneeling in front of him, I began to work my luscious mounds up and down his throbbing pole. Jack sat back and enjoyed the show as I slowly titty-fucked him to death. I have to admit that (although I am completely satisfied in bed) Tommy does not give me enough boob loving. The fact that Jack had wanted me in this way for so long made it all the more erotic and special.

I gradually picked up the pace of my breasts up and down his rod. His cock felt electric on my breasts.

Jack began to join in by adding thrusts of his own. Before I knew it, Jack had taken over completely, and was humping my globes with maddening speed. All I could do to help was to lovingly engulf his sliding cock by squeezing the sides of my love pillows around the beast. Each time his head emerged from between my girls, I kissed or licked Jack's cock.

I heard Jack's breathing becoming deeper, and felt his strokes slowing and becoming more deliberate. 

I was next treated to a shower of Jack's come flying through the air. It landed on the top of my breasts and on my neck. With a mighty grunt, Jack thrust upward one last time. Semen shot out and landed on my pretty mouth. 

Without meaning to, I licked up my brother's salty come. Although I am not partial to man juice, I could not help but savor its lovely taste.

Jack withdrew. He looked at me. I was covered in come. He was completely coated in sweat. We both began to laugh. We were both sexually sated and we collapsed in hysterics. It was fantastic.

"Are you really sure that this was the last time, sis?" Jack asked me.



Back From Iraq Ch. 04



Jack and I showered separately to wash away the signs of our afternoon debauchery. I bathed second. As I was drying myself, the door opened. I expected to see Jack coming in to catch of glimpse of his sister naked. Instead, Tommy came in. 

"You look good enough to eat," he said with a wolfish expression on his face. 

"Thanks for the offer, big guy," I replied giving his crotch a pat. "But, I'm exhausted." 

"Oh, well," Tommy said, shrugging. "Anyhow, Jack and I are going out drinking tonight." 

Relieved, I said, "That sounds great." Tommy and Jack had always had a good relationship as brothers. Besides, I needed the rest. The sexual attention these two men were giving me had wiped me out. 

After dinner, the boys left. I went into the bedroom to watch TV. Within a few minutes I dropped off to sleep for the night.

The next morning, I woke up refreshed and feeling randy as a goat. Tommy was getting dressed for work. 

"Hey, handsome," I said to him as he knotted his tie in the mirror. "Do you think you could lend me a hand or something," I said as I pulled back the covers and spread my legs wide open. 

My cute little baby was there for the taking. Tommy came over and planted a kiss right on my vulva. 

"I would love to assist you, Miss. But I've got a meeting in an hour. Maybe tonight..." 

"Fine, suit yourself," I replied nonchalantly. However, in reality I had hoped that Tommy would fuck me to distraction so that I wouldn't need to turn my sexual attentions toward my brother.

I dressed and spent the morning creeping around the apartment trying to avoid waking up Jack. I didn't want to start anything. 

Toward 11 o'clock, I was heading toward the door when Jack peeked his head up off the couch bed and asked, "Where are you going, sexy?" 

"Go back to sleep, lazy bones. You probably had too much to drink last night," I admonished. 

"Not too much to keep me from thinking about you," Jack replied. He pulled back the sheet to show me his morning wood.

There it was again. My brother was constantly showing me his dick. 

"Why don't you come over here for a second?" he said invitingly. 

"No way, soldier boy," I responded. "I've got a lunch date downtown." 

"Oh really," Jack replied without making any effort to put away his erection. "With who?"

"With whom?," I corrected. "I'm meeting my friend Yolanda." 

"Yolanda Fernandez?" he asked. I nodded. 

Jack said, "Man, that chick used to drive me crazy when I was younger." 

"I know that," I replied. "But she was five years older than you. And clearly out of your league."

Jack gave me a sly look. "I wouldn't be too sure."

I rushed into the living room and stood in front of my brother. 

"Shut up," I shouted. "You are such a liar." 

"Maybe I am," he stated. "Maybe I'm not."

"You never stood a chance with Yolanda," I said firmly. I was sure of it.

"You look really good," Jack said with a big grin. He looked me up and down. 

I had to admit, my brother looked very cute at that moment. However, I wished he would put his dick away.

"Turn around," he instructed. 

Without stopping to question him, I spun slowly around. 

"Now, lift up your skirt," he ordered.

"No," I said firmly. "I'm not going to do that. Jack, we're not going to start this again today."

"Lift up your skirt," he said with more conviction. 

Once again, I obeyed, lifting the hem up to the top of my thighs. 

"Higher," he said calmly. I shook my head. Jack just stared at me. I don't know why, but I raised my skirt up to my waist, revealing the black, lacy panties I had put on several hours earlier.

Jack gripped his cock and began to slowly stroke it. "Very nice," he said laciviously.

I opened my mouth to say something, but the words froze in my throat. For some weird reason, the sight of my brother rubbing his penis was turning me on.

I found my strength. "Jack," I said (still holding my skirt up around my waist), "I'm going to lunch." 

"Take off your panties and give them to me." He said almost as a whisper. 

A thrill went through my groin. I wanted to touch my breasts and pussy. I couldn't take my eyes off of Jack's hand as it slid slowly up and down his stiff cock. 

I hooked my fingers into my lacy underwear and slid them down my legs. Still in my high heels, I stepped out of my panties and picked them up off the carpet. Without saying a word, I walked over and handed them to my younger brother.

Jack brought my panties up to his lips and kissed them. 

"Have a nice lunch, Amy," he said. 

I walked out the door.

****

During my lunch with Yolanda, I couldn't stop thinking about the sight of Jack kissing my panties. I knew he would be bringing the crotch of the garment up to his nose as soon as I left the apartment. I wondered if he would smell my scent, and if that sensation would cause him to come. As I sat at the table with no underwear under my skirt, I wanted to reach down and rub my little clit.

"Amy," Yolanda said forcefully. "You haven't even touched your salad. You're day-dreaming again. Where is your head today?" 

"I'm sorry, Yolanda," I replied. "I was just thinking about my brother. He just got home from the war."

"Jack's home?" Yolanda asked. I didn't even know she knew his name. "How is he doing? He must be so handsome now." 

"I guess so," I said. "The experience was kind of rough on him." 

"Does he have a girlfriend?" Yolanda asked. 

I almost choked on my wine. Yolanda is my age. She is hot. I have always known that my girlfriend was a bombshell, and that the guys were attracted to her slender frame, her mocha skin, her voluptuous long hair, and her big, black eyes.

"Yolanda," I exclaimed. "The guy just got home." 

"Maybe he could use a little comforting from a sympathetic civilian," Yolanda said with an impish grin. "I always thought your little brother was a real cutie."

"Really?" I asked incredulously. "He was always bothering us," I said. 

Yolanda laughed and said: "He used to spy on us when we were sunbathing out by your pool." I laughed as well. I hadn't thought about that in years.

"I remember one time," Yolanda said taking a sip of her Chardonnay. "You and I had taken our bikini tops off to get a tan without leaving marks from the straps in back." 

"We used to do that all the time," I replied. 

"Right," Yolanda said. "But on this one day, I got up to use the phone in the house. I was tying the strings of my top when I came upon Jack hiding behind the bushes. I caught him by surprise. He was rubbing his thing through his bathing suit."

"No!," I shouted. "Oh my God. How come you never told me about this?"

"Well," Yolanda said with a cat-like grin. "Never mind." 

"No," I insisted. "You have to tell me."

"All right," she allowed. "He looked so cute there that I grabbed his hand – his free hand, that is – and led him into the house." I sat staring at Yolanda with my mouth open. 

When I gathered my composure, I asked, "Yolanda, you didn't?"

Yolanda nodded her head with a big smile. "I sucked him off."

"Ahhh," I bellowed, burying my head in my hands. "I can't believe you blew my baby brother." Yolanda laughed. I finished my wine in a single gulp and started to shake with laughter as well.

"You filthy slut," I joked. 

"Guilty as charged," Yolanda replied. As she said this, Yolanda brought her clenched fist up to her mouth and made her cheek protrude on the opposite side by pushing it out with her tongue to simulate fellatio. We both howled in laughter.

The rest of the lunch was a blur to me. I know I downed two more glasses of wine. I was also aware of the steady hum that my naked twat was emitting below the table. I rubbed my thighs together to try to give myself some relief since I was unable to touch it. My pussy was so wet that I hoped that I would not stain the back of my skirt.

When we kissed good-bye, Yolanda told me, "Tell that cute brother of yours to give me a call." Just to get a reaction out of me, she then made the blowjob symbol again with her fist and tongue. 

"You stay away from my innocent brother." I joked.

"Seriously, Amy. Tell him to call me."

My mind was racing on the train ride back to my apartment. I should have been glad that my good friend wanted to date my brother. He was just back from the war, knew very few girls in town and he was lonely. If I knew Yolanda correctly, she would also provide Jack with a nice outlet for his abundance of sexual energy. Yet, I admit that I felt a tiny bit of jealously. 

My wet pussy also continued to throb.

When I got back to the apartment, Jack was watching TV on the couch. I walked right into the room and switched it off. "Hello?" he asked sarcastically. 

"You," I said pointing at him. "Come with me." It was my turn to issue the orders.

I went into the bedroom and laid back on the bed. Jack followed me into the room. I pulled up my skirt and spread my legs, exposing my aching cunt. "Lick me," I commanded.

"I thought we were through with this?" Jack said with a wry smile. 

"LICK MY CUNT right now"

Jack sunk to his knees and crawled slowly across the bed toward my gaping vagina. He extended his tongue and slowly traced the outline of my inner folds. I moaned loudly. 

"Whoa," he said, momentarily withdrawing his face from my crotch. "Someone's really in heat." 

I responded by reaching forward, grabbing the back of Jack's head with both hands and pulling his face into my dripping twat.

My brother went to town. He did everything right. He lapped at my lips. He stuck his tongue deep into my vagina. He sucked on my clit, and then ran his tongue back and forth across it like a band saw. I was in heaven.

Showing a good recollection of my reaction to the prior day's events, Jack ran his thumb around the rim of my sensitive little asshole. I reacted by arching my back to lift my ass off the bed. 

"Lick my back door, Jack. Do it now." 

Like the good soldier that he is, my brother began a tongue assault on my puckered anus. At the same time, he began stroking my clit with his index finger. When he inserted the tip of his tongue into my asshole, I came really hard. 

"AHHH, FUCK," I screamed. 

This guy really knew how to get me off. I was starting to care less and less that he was my brother and that we were not supposed to have sex. But, at the same time, I realized that this was not necessarily a good thing in my marriage to Tommy.

"Thanks, Jack. I really needed that." 

"Now, let's do me," he stating, starting to undo his belt. 

"Give me a break, Jack," I replied. "Tell me that he you haven't already jerked off into my little, black panties, you beast." 

Jack nodded with a coy smile. "In fact, I hit them two times. But I like your aroma much better at the source."

"Okay," I said, blushing. "Enough of that talk. We need to get cleaned up before Tommy gets home," I stated while rising from the bed. 

I walked over to my dresser, opened the drawer and pulled out a pair of red panties. 

"You don't need to put those on, sis," my horny brother said. 

"Thanks to you," I replied, "I had no underwear on all day. Believe me, Tommy will definitely notice if I don't put them on. If I know my husband, his hands will be under my skirt within one minute of walking in the door."

"What a horn-dog," said Jack ironically. 

"Yeah," I responded. "Like you should talk, soldier. Listen, Yolanda wants to you to call her. She wants to go out with you," I said handing him my cell phone. "You should do it."

"I've got all the woman I need right here," Jack said, coming over and placing his hands on my heavy breasts. 

"Haven't we done enough of this?" I asked him.

"No, ma'am," he stated, shaking his head. 

"Oh, dear," I said, knowing that he was speaking the truth.



Back From Iraq Ch. 05



Jack went out with Yolanda tonight. Of course, he didn't come home. 

"I bet that slut is fucking him right now," I thought to myself. "Wait, why am I so jealous? This is totally ridiculous. Jack is my brother. Tommy is my wonderful husband." I conclused that my head was totally fucked-up over my relationship with my brother. 

Tonight, when Tommy was fucking me, I closed my eyes and pretended it was Jack. When I did this, I came in no time. When I opened my eyes, Tom was watching me. I've really got to snap out of this.

I slept fitfully all night. The next morning I was in my robe having coffee when Jack came strolling in. He was as cheerful as he could be. I forced a weak smile at him. 

"So," I said, trying to be nonchalant. "How was it?"

"Fine," Jack replied. He went into the living room. I got up and followed him. 

"What does that mean?" I asked. 

"It means...we had a good time," Jack said definitively.

"I bet you did," I spat at him. "That Yolanda is nothing but a tramp. She told me how she took advantage of you when you were younger."

Jack smiled up at me from the couch. "It was hardly that," he stated. "In fact, it was the best thing that happened to me that entire summer. Why are you so bitter, Amy?" he asked. "I thought you said that we had to stop fooling around with each other. In case you've forgotten, we're brother and sister, and you're married to a great guy."

I sat down next to him, shaking my head. "I know, Jack. You're right. I'm losing it. You are making me a little crazy."

"Crazy for your brother? That's nuts," he said. "But, if it's any consolation to you, I was thinking about you last night." 

"That's very interesting, Jack," I exclaimed. "I was thinking about you when I was with Tommy. We've got to get this situation under control." 

"I can't help it, sis. Ever since the night I got home I haven't been able to help myself. It was that mind-erasing blowjob that you gave me that set this whole thing off." Jack paused and looked at me. 

He swallowed hard and said: "When I was a teenager, I fantasized about you every day. Did you know that?"

"I had a rough idea, Jack. I would see you staring at me a lot. At the time, I think I found the whole idea kind of icky." I smiled at him. "But, now it's kind of sweet to hear about it."

"Amy, can I tell you one other little secret from when I was a teenager?"

I hesitated for a second. I asked myself, "How bad could this be?" I steadied myself and said: "Go ahead."

"I used to raid your laundry hamper ever night," Jack said while looking at the floor. "I would find your soiled panties and sniff them. The aroma from your pussy was intoxicating to me."

I laughed. "Well, honey. I always seemed to be missing underwear. I guess that solves that mystery."

Jack looked up at me in a relieved manner. It was apparent to me that he had felt guilty all these years for essentially normal teenaged male behavior. I stood up. 

"Look, Jack," I said standing before him with my hands on my hips. "Once again, I would have been completely creeped out by this if I had found out about it at the time. But, now I really see that you were curious about the female anatomy and..."

"Not just curious, Amy," he interrupted. "I was horny as hell," he said, looking me straight in the eye. "One whiff from the crotch of your panties got me hard as a rock. When I licked them, I would come like a stallion."

"Oh my god," I exclaimed. "I had no idea." The thought of this gave me a buzz in my girlie parts. "I guess mine was the first vagina you smelled or tasted?" I asked with a quizzical look. 

With a wry smile, I asked: "Unless you were also doing this to mom's panties?"

"Hell, no!" Jack insisted. "The thought of that turns me off. I had the hots for you, sis."

"I'm flattered, Jackie. But, at the same time, I'm glad I didn't find out about this back then." I was officially ready to move on to my next topic. 

"So," I asked, moving directly in front of him. "What did you do with Yolanda last night?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" he asked with a gleam in his eye.

"Don't worry, I will. Very shortly," I said in a devilish manner.

"You're going to ask Yolanda?" 

"No," I said with a smile. "You're going to tell me."

Jack looked up at me standing before him in my silky bathrobe. "I don't kiss and tell."

I flashed him a radiant smile. "Would you like to know what I have on under this robe?"

Jack looked me over. I could tell he was curious. "Maybe," he said.

"It's a simple 'yes' or 'no' question, soldier," I stated. It felt good to be the one holding the cards.

He looked at my body long and hard. I could tell he was trying to guess what I was wearing or not wearing. "Yes," he said.

"All right," I replied. My hands went to the sash securing the robe around my waist. "First things first. Take off your clothes."

Jack broke into a smile. I could tell that he liked this game. He stood up. While looking me straight in the face, he removed each article of clothing until my brother was standing before me buck naked.

"Very good," I said. "Now have a seat," I instructed while gently pushing his bare chest. Jack sunk back onto the couch. I brazenly looked down at his flaccid dick to check its status.

I untied the sash, but held the robe firmly closed around my body. "Start telling me what happened. Don't leave out any details."

"Well," he began. "We went to dinner. It was a nice place. We had some chitchat. And then we went for a drive." Jack looked at me expectantly.

I opened the top of my robe revealing the straps of the Merry Widow I had put on earlier that morning. The bustier was cut extremely low. My large breasts were stacked up inside it, creating a devastating amount of deep cleavage. "Continue," I said.

Jack sucked in his breath. His naked cock began to stir. "While I was driving, Yolanda kept asking me whether I was lonely in Iraq. While I told her about my experiences, she ran her hands all over my chest and belly. Then she grabbed my wang. I nearly wrecked the car." He stopped talking. He clearly expected more from me now.

I responded by walking over to the side of the couch, taking off my slippers and putting on the pair of stilettos that I had stashed there earlier that morning. I tottered over to my brother and picked up my foot. I positioned it between his bare knees, pushing his thighs apart. When he had parted his legs completely, I placed my high-heeled foot between them, about an inch short of his swollen nut sack. His cock was now at half-mast. Jack looked up my leg, trying to get a glimpse up my robe. But I held it tightly closed.

He went on without further prompting from me. "Yolanda unzipped my fly right there in the car while I was driving." 

"I'm not surprised," I said, surpressing my jealousy. "What else did she do?"

Jack said sheepishly, "She bent over and went down on me. I was doing about 55 m.p.h. at the time. It was all I could do to keep the car straight."

"Did you come in her mouth?" I asked.

Now, it was Jack's turn to look up at me expectantly. He raised an eybrow.

"Fair is fair," I said. 

I opened the robe and let it slide off me to the floor. I stood before my brother in the Merry Widow. It was tight around my abdomen, and the crotch was cut so high that Jack could see the outline of my little beaver along the edges. I saw his little soldier stand up straight at attention. 

I moved my foot closer and began to wiggle my bright, red toenails, tickling his balls.

Jack was clearly in distress right now. However, upon my insistence, he continued. 

"She stopped when I was on the brink. Yolanda kept bringing me to that point and stopping. We went to her house. I took her inside and attacked her."

"Well," I said, kneeling down on the carpet between his legs. "What did you do to her?"

"I carried Yolanda to the bedroom," he said. My head moved closer to his dick. He went on: "I threw her down on the bed, ripped her clothes off and fucked her really, really hard."

I began to lick his shaft. It had a tangy flavor. I knew that this was a combination of Yolanda's pussy and Jack's semen. 

"Is that it?" I asked, slipping the head of my brother's erection into my eager mouth.

Jack let out a little howling noise. "I really want to fuck you, Amy." I bobbed my head leisurely up and down on his shaft. 

I took his cock out of my mouth and said, "Tell me what happened next, Jack."

"In the morning, I got hard again." I put his cock back into my mouth and began fellating him once more. "Yolanda got onto her hands and knees on the bed, and had me put my cock into her pussy doggy-style." 

I continued my cock sucking, going progressively deeper on each trip downward. My pussy was dripping into my lingerie. 

"After a few minutes of fucking her cunt, Yolanda reached behind her and pulled my schlong out of her. Then, she placed it up against her asshole." 

For the first time in many years, I choked on a cock. I lifted my head off my brother's yob. This time I was afraid for him to go on.

Jack looked at me with an extra twinkle in his eye as he said: "She then pushed back against me, and she swallowed up my cock." 

I felt like I was going to be ill. "Do you mean to tell me," I asked, "that I have been sucking on a..."

"Yes," Jack interrupted. "My dick was in Yolanda's ass all morning."

"How could you?" I screamed. "You should have stopped me."

"Amy," Jack said calmly. "This was your game. You sprang it on me. I had no idea that this was going to happen."

"I can't believe this," I yelled. "I think I'm going to be sick."

"Oh, relax," Jack insisted. "It's not that bad." He stood up and gently pushed me back on to the carpet. "You didn't complain yesterday when I ate your ass out."

Jack lowered his head to my crotch. He unfastened the cute little snaps that allow access to my goodies. He lifted my legs and draped my stilleto-heeled feet across his back. Then he bent down and began to feast on my anus. 

"After all," he said looking up at me for a second. "Fair is fair."

The breath was completely sucked out of me. I laid on the carpet inertly while my brother ate out my asshole. He licked it, and sucked it. He slipped his tongue inside my darkest passage. I moaned and writhed like a person in her last throes. 

"Amy," Jack said insistently. "I'm going to fuck you now." 

"No," I shouted. "We can't."

"I'm not going to put it in your pussy. Spread your pretty ass cheeks for me."

"Oh my fucking god," I exclaimed. "That is so hot." I reached down and did as Jack commanded. 

Jack spit on his hands and wet the tip of his dick. My ass was already well lubricated from his loving attention of several minutes. Jack placed his cock head against my flower and gently, but insistently pushed. I opened up and accepted his head.

I love anal sex. Tommy and I do it about once a month. I have to be in the right mood. Trust me, Jack had gotten me into the right mood.

Slowly but surely, Jack worked his way deeper into my ass. Once he was all the way in, he began to drill me. I was in heaven. Every once in a while, Jack would pull out his dick and wait a second before putting back in my ass. This drove me mad. The fourth or fifth time he did this, I came like an animal. I bucked and writhed on the bed.

When I had finished, my brother began a steadier, and more direct assault on my backside. His strokes became stronger and his breathing grew shallower. In less than a minute, Jack let loose with a mighty orgasm in my ass.

We both collapsed on to the carpet. I rolled over and faced him. "So, stud," I said. "You had the honor of fucking two women in the ass today." 

He nodded with a smile. 

I paused before asking, "Who is hotter, Yolanda or me?"



Back From Iraq Ch. 06



My brother and I were lying on the carpet in the living room. After spending a night out with my best friend, Yolanda, Jack had come home and taken me by fucking my ass. I loved every second of it. 

I repeated my question to him. "So, Jack. Who is hotter, Yolanda or me?"

His eyes rolled back into his head as if I had asked him the most inconvenient question in history. "Obviously, it's you, sis. I've wanted to fuck you ever since I could get hard. I wish you would just let me fuck you in your pussy."

"No, darling brother. That's just not going to happen. Let's agree to keep that one as the final taboo. Wasn't my tight, little butt enough for you?"

"It was fantastic," he responded. "But, I'm crazy for you. I'm going to keep trying for your beautiful vagina," he said with the sweetest smile on his face.

"You're very charming, my dear," I allowed. "Keep trying. But, you're not going to get in there," I said, reaching down to give his flaccid pecker a loving pat. "Let's just keep that one for Tommy."

"But.." Jack exclaimed. 

His voice was cut off by the ringing of the telephone. I got up and picked up the cordless receiver on the side table.

I saw by the caller ID that it was Tommy calling from the office. "Hello, my sweet love," I said. I spoke deliberately loud enough so that Jack would hear.

"Hi, Amy," Tommy said in a seductive voice. "What are you doing, baby?"

"Oh, nothing much," I replied. "Just hanging out with, Jack."

Jack moved over to where I was standing and began running his hands up my legs. I tried to stop him, but he went higher, bypassing my grasp.

"Can you help me out with something?" he asked in a tone that I knew well. "I have a massive problem." 

I knew from experience that this meant that Tommy had a huge boner and was horny for me. Jack now had his hands on my ass cheeks and had begun to kiss his way up my thighs toward my pussy. I was starting to get the shivers.

"I see," I said in my best professional tone. "Is this a problem that I might be able to diagnose over the phone, or do you feel an in-office examination might be in order?"

Jack's tongue had reached my quimby. Although I held my legs tightly together, he was having some success penetrating my vag with the tip of his snakelike tongue. I started to feel weak in the knees.

"I'd like you to come in and look at it," he said lustily. "There's no one else here right now." 

I sunk to my knees on the carpet. Jack fished my tits out of their bustier holsters and began tonguing my sensitive nipples. I suppressed a sigh of joy.

"In that case, I'll be there as soon as I can. I've got a few stops to make first." I teased.

Jack was now biting my nipples. I love that. His finger had found its way into my love channel.

"What...?! Tommy shouted into the phone.

"Just having some fun with you, honey. I'll see you in a bit. Ohhh," I moaned. Jack's teeth and lips were creating havoc with my sensitive boobs. His finger was steadily strumming my clit.

"What was that," he asked.

"I was just touching myself thinking about your hard cock, Tommy. Ahhh," I moaned again. "I can't wait to play with it."

"Get over here right now," he commanded.

"On my way, Sweetie. Don't start without me."

As I hung up the phone, Jack pushed me onto my back on the carpet for the second time that morning. His lovely face dove down into my crotch. He began furiously licking my throbbing twat.

"Make it quick," I insisted. "I've got to go." I placed my hand on the back of his head.

He responded by beginning an all-out assault on my clit with his talented tongue. I opened my legs fully and surrendered.

My brother maintained a feverish pace with his tongue while extending two fingers into my hot cunt. I began to scream and buck off the floor.

Jack kept up with my levitating torso. He was a pussy-eating champ. After a short, violent session, his fingers and tongue brought me to another egg-scrambling orgasm.

I collapsed back onto the carpet. I nearly went to sleep. 

"Hey," Jack said, shaking me. "Get up. You've got to go see your husband."

"That's right," I said, leaping to my feet. "You almost made me forget. I've got to go take care of another horny man. I don't know how long I can run at this pace." I exclaimed.

"I think you're up for quite a bit more, sis," he said. "You're a thoroughbred."

"Thanks, Jackie," I said, pulling an overcoat on over my Merry Widow negligee. "Let me just say that you really know how to make a girl happy."

"I aim to please," he replied as I walked out the door.

**** In order to get to Tommy's office as quick as possible, I hailed a cab. The sight of a pretty brunette in a long rain coat and high heels may have stirred the driver's suspicions. But, I didn't care. I had other things occupying my mind. 

As I sat in the cab on the drive over, I realized that the crotch snaps on my lingerie was still open from Jack's entry there an hour ago. As daintily as possible, I reached under my coat with both hands and snapped them closed. I caught the cab driver's eyes in the rear-view mirror trying to check me out. I frowned at him, and he returned his gaze to the road.

Arriving at Tommy's office, I paid the fare and ran into his building. Tommy runs a small consulting firm. He has three employees. Occasionally, there are times when all of his workers are out in the field. When this comes up, Tommy tends to call me for an "office visit." Being a good wife, I try to drop what I am doing to attend these events. They are always worth my while.

"Lock the door," he instructed when I came into his office. 

I did as told, and walked toward his desk. Despite my two orgasms with my brother earlier that morning, I still felt very sexy standing in front of my husband in a rain coat and lingerie.

"Well, well," he asked. "What do we have here?"

"Would you like to see?" 

Tommy nodded his head.

I slowly untied the sash of my rain coat and seductively slipped the garment over my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. I stood before my husband in my white, lacy Merry Widow. It is one of my favorite outfits. 

Tommy swiveled in his chair. He had an enormous bulge in his pants.

I came over and sat on his lap. I purred in his ear while he buried his head into my neck, kissing me passionately. In turn, I reached down and stroked his giant tent peg through his trousers. I wished that I had worn long gloves for the occasion. They are a major turn-on for both Tommy and me. But, in light of my busy activities earlier that morning, it was a wonder that I made it to his office at all.

Tommy began groaning. "Oh please," he pleaded, looking me in the eyes. "Please do me. I've been dying all morning."

"I see," I said, sliding off his lap onto my knees on the floor between his parted knees. "What brought you to this sorry state of affairs?" I began to unbuckle his belt. 

I worked his snap and fly and pulled down his pants and briefs, freeing his large member. The engorged head was purple. I knew what to do.

"I was thinking about you, Amy," he responded. I moved my lips in and gave Tommy a smacker right on his cock head. 

"Wait," he said, placing his hand on my shoulder. "I've got something for you."

"I know you do, sweetheart. I'm trying to get to it."

"No," he smiled, "I bought you a present." He pulled open his desk drawer and pulled out a velvet-covered rectangular box. Tommy handed it to me.

I opened it to find a beautiful gold necklace inside. I had wanted one like it for some time now. 

"It's gorgeous, baby," I said with a huge smile on my face. "Put it on me."

Tommy looped it around my neck and fastened it in back. "You look great," he said with a satisfied look.

"Thank you, Tommy." I felt really beautiful. "Now can I suck your big cock?"

"Oh, I guess so," my husband said with wink. "If you insist."

"I do," I responded. The second word of the sentence may or may not have been audible. I was in the process of taking the head of Tommy's oversized pole into my mouth.

I worked just the head for a while. Tommy loves that. Teasing just the top of his dick makes the rest of the organ ache. When I sense that he can't handle any more of this treatment, I begin to allow more of his cock meat into my mouth.

Today, Tommy was in such a state that I knew that I had to work fast. I could tell that he was close to blowing. I immediately went into deep throat mode, sliding his rod all the way down. My lips formed a perfect "O" on the base of his shaft where it met the balls.

I held that position for a few seconds. My darling husband was going wild. I pulled his cock out and smiled up at him. He had tears of gratitude in his eyes. I went back down again.

This time, I began my magic throat grip technique on the tip of his dick. Tommy began to howl like the wolfman.

"Ohhh. That's what I needed," he exclaimed.

I pulled out and smiled up at him again. This time, I waited a few seconds before going back down. I find that this hesitation between dick sucks really drives a man bonkers.

I did this a few more times. I then felt 'Old Faithful' begin its preliminary spurts into the back of my throat. I gripped my favorite cock tightly with my esophagus, and Tommy rewarded me with a gusher down my pipe. 

I remained down for the entire climax, while holding my breath. I felt like a sexual deep-sea diver on an important mission.

I pulled off my husband's golden tool and gasped for breath. Tommy pulled me up onto his lap and kissed me tenderly. 

"Oh my god, baby," he gratefully said. "That was one of the best ever. What got into you today?"

I shrugged my shoulders. I wasn't telling.

"I'm spent," Tommy stated, leaning back into his office chair. "I'm obviously no good for work the rest of the day. You know what? It's Friday afternoon. I want to spend the rest of the day with you. Let's get out of here."

"That's great, honey," I said. "But, can I go home and change before we do anything?"

We drove home in Tommy's car. When we got into the apartment I found a note from Jack on the kitchen table. It read:

"Hi. I've gone to spend the weekend with Yolanda."

Despite everything that had just occurred, I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.



Back From Iraq Ch. 07



I spent a wonderful weekend with my handsome husband, Tommy. We slept in. We walked hand-in-hand. We ate fantastic meals together. We fucked like wild animals.

I also spent most of the weekend trying not to think about my brother, Jack, who was apparently also off screwing himself silly. Jack had been "abducted" by my best friend, Yolanda.

Over the years, Yolanda had made it a habit to faithfully chronicle to me all of the filthy things she liked to do with men. Don't get me wrong, it loved to hear it all. But, now that the guy was my brother, the thought of her catalogue of exploits was driving me a little crazy.

Also, after a week of "sexual ping-pong" between Jack and Tommy, I kind of missed the thrill that Jack's presence around our apartment brought to me on a daily basis. In reality, I had no reason to complain. I had explicitly told Jack that (as brother and sister) we could not continue fooling around. I had also encouraged him to go out with Yolanda. But still...

I expected Jack home Sunday night. When he didn't return, I was disappointed if for no other reason than to find out what he and Yolanda had done together. Tommy wanted to fuck. I feigned a headache and went to bed early.

The next morning, I kissed Tom good-bye for work. I was sitting around as blue as could be when the phone rang. I saw from the caller ID that it was from Yolanda.

"You slut," I said. "What have you done to my poor brother."

I heard Yolanda laugh and say to Jack, "Ooh, your sister just called me a slut." Yolanda then addressed the receiver. "Hi, honey. Don't worry about your brother. Yolanda's taking good care of him."

"Yeah, I know what you're doing to him," I replied sarcastically. "By the way," I said, moderating my tone. "What ARE you doing to him?"

"Wouldn't you like to know," she said wickedly. "Right now, we are just sitting around having a bite."

"Tell Jack to watch out. I know what you like to bite," I replied with a smile.

"Now, that's not nice Amy," Yolanda teased. "And we were just calling you to come over and hang out with us."

"Hmm? Now that's an interesting invitation," I said. "What does this involve?"

"Come on over, sweetie," Yolanda purred. "I miss you. Your brother wants to see you as well."

"I'll think about it," I said mysteriously. 

"Good," Yolanda replied definitively. "We'll see you in a little while. Bye-bye."

"I said I'll think about it."

After I hung up, I pondered what that call really meant. If I went to Yolanda's, what was I after. I certainly was not going to try to sexually contend with my best friend for my brother's affections. 

What was this visit all about? Honestly, I had no idea.

****

When I rang Yolanda's door bell, I could hear her shout "She's here!" I then heard Yolanda run over to the door and yank it open.

"Ohh! We're so glad you're here," she exclaimed. 

Yolanda was wearing a yellow, silky dressing gown. Jack was lounging on the couch wearing a pair of Yolanda's pink sweat pants and apparently nothing else.

"I think I'm interrupting," I said hesitantly. I looked at Jack. He would not meet my gaze.

"Don't be silly, Amy," Yolanda insisted. "We've both missed you this weekend. We thought it would be wonderful to spend some time with you."

"Jack is clearly not comfortable with me being here," I said, indicating my brother who remained on the couch looking down at the carpet.

"Honey," Yolanda addressed me placing her hand on my arm. "Jack told me about all things you two are doing to each other."

I feigned ignorance. "Wh-what do you mean, Yolanda?"

Yolanda put her hands on both of my shoulders. "Amy, I know."

I burst into tears. "How could you?" I spat at Jack. I turned and headed toward the door.

Yolanda grabbed me and spun me back around. Jack sprang to his feet and came over to us. The two of them put their arms around me.

"Amy," Jack said. "I love you so much. Yolanda does, too. That's why I shared our love with her. She's your best friend."

"That's right, baby," Yolanda said gently. "I think it's great. I'm all for anything that makes you happy, Amy."

The two put their arms around my shoulders and back. They walked me back toward the couch and the three of us sat together. Jack and Yolanda were on either side of me. I continued to weep.

"I'm so embarrassed," I said. 

"But, why?" Yolanda asked. "All you've done is comfort your brother. And he has made you feel good in return. No one has gotten hurt."

"Except for my husband," I said through tears.

"You told Tommy?" Jack said looking at me.

"No," I stated. "But I feel terrible about deceiving him."

"Baby," Yolanda said gently. "If I know you, you haven't diminished your affections for Tommy one bit. I bet you're even more loving toward him right now. Aren't I right?"

"Yes, that's true," I said acknowledging that I had been extra attentive to Tommy's needs and desires over the past week. "But, that's not the point."

Yolanda took my face in her two hands and looked me right in the eye. "Sweetie, were you thinking about Tommy when you sucked Jack's dick, or when he went down on you?"

"No," I said through tears. "That's why I'm a terrible person." I began to ball.

"Oh, Amy," Yolanda said. She kissed me on the lips.

Jack put his arms around me from behind and hugged me.

Yolanda was rubbing my shoulders. She kissed me on the lips again. This time, it was in a more sensual manner. Jack's hands began to caress my back and the sides of my body. I wanted to pull back but couldn't as I was hemmed in by their two bodies on either side of me. I wanted to stand, but couldn't find the strength in my legs.

Yolanda's kisses became more insistent. She parted my lips and teased me by darting her tongue into my mouth. I had never kissed a woman in this manner before. I had joked around at parties by kissing girls on the lips. 

However, Yolanda clearly intended something beyond sweet, little pecks. She now had her lips planted on mine and her hot tongue was directly in my mouth, playing havoc with my senses.

Jack's caresses from behind were getting more intense. He had moved closer to me. His hands were now rubbing my belly. A few seconds later, they worked their way up to my breasts, which were tightly contained in a knock-out sweater I had selected for the occasion. If there was to be a show-down, I wanted every weapon at my disposal. My magnificent boobs were obviously a key part of my arsenal.

Yolanda's sensual kissing and Jack's hands lovingly kneading my sensitive nipples were causing my ice to melt. I felt my resolve waning. 

Yolanda's hands moved down to my tits. She began working them in collaboration with Jack. She then started kissing my neck. Jack lifted my hair in the back and began kissing the back of my neck. I threw my head back and sighed.

"I think she's starting to like it," Yolanda said. I saw her smiling at Jack. 

Yolanda's attention to my breasts became more intense. She was really working my nipples, which were prominently jutting out even through the material of the sweater. I then felt her hands go down and under the garment, reaching up to caress my sweet hooters through the thin fabric of my bra. 

In the meantime, Jack had gently taken hold of my face and had brought it around so that he was lovingly kissing me on the mouth from the side. Although my brother and I had kissed in this manner only sparingly, I thrust my tongue into Jack's mouth. 

My passion was steadily rising. I was rubbing Jack's thigh through the sweat pants he was wearing.

Suddenly, both of my play-mates were lifting my sweater over my head. Before I knew it, Yolanda's mouth was on the front of my bra and she was tenderly kissing my tits. 

I felt Jack's hands working the clasp in the back. Not wanting to go further, I tried to stop him. It was too late. Jack and Yolanda had my bra off. 

Jack gently maneuvered my body to place my back flush against the cushions of the couch. He and Yolanda then moved in toward my chest. Both of them began kissing, licking and sucking my large breasts and nipples. I moaned loudly. 

This was the hottest thing I had ever experienced in my life. I placed my hands on the back of each of their heads and sat back to enjoy it thoroughly.

Both Jack and Yolanda continued to work my love mounds in an expert manner. It was clear to me that Yolanda knew what she was doing. She and Jack occasionally smiled at each other while they each had a nipple in their mouths. 

At one point, Yolanda and Jack both worked their way into the valley between my breasts. There, they turned away from my knobs, and they kissed each other. It was very loving and very hot.

Yolanda smiled up at me. "Aren't you glad you came over?" she asked.

Jack said, "I'm certainly glad she did." He then stood up to reveal a giant lump bulging out of the front of his sweatpants.

"Hmmm, hot pink. My favorite color," Yolanda purred. She leaned over and began kissing Jack's prominent erection through the pants. After a few seconds of this, Yolanda turned around and grinned at me. She then pulled down the waistline of the sweatpants and Jack's fat cock came springing out.

"Isn't it pretty?" she asked, running her long fingernails up its length. I didn't say a word.

Jack smiled down at me. "Come on, sis. Don't be coy. Get in the game."

"Yes," insisted Yolanda. She grabbed my hand and pulled me forward toward the penis. "Why don't you give it a little kiss, Sweetie?"

"I don't feel comfortable doing this in front of you, Yolanda," I said hesitantly.

"Baby, I love you," she said kissing me on the lips. "I would never judge you. I think you and Jack are both beautiful." Then she winked up at Jack. "Plus, the thought of you two together is really, really hot."

Yolanda then turned to Jack's cock and slipped it into her lovely mouth. She grasped Jack's balls while her head traveled up and down the organ.

Jack reached down and stroked my hair. "I love you, Amy," he said. "I want you to be with Yolanda and me." He gave me the most endearing look.

Yolanda pulled her lips away from Jack's schlong. This move produced an audible popping noise. The three of us began to laugh.

"Do that again," I said. The ice was broken.

Yolanda sucked in the cock and withdrew again, making an even louder pop. We laughed again.

"Now you try, sister," she said to me.

I shrugged my shoulders and moved onto my knees on the carpet. I leaned forward and kissed my brother's dick. While Yolanda held Jack's balls, I put his cock into my mouth and removed it in the same manner that I had seen Yolanda perform. Instead of a pop, there was a soft sucking noise.

"No, baby," my friend instructed. "You have to suck harder. And don't stop sucking until his dick is out of your mouth." To demonstrate, she did it again.

I leaned in and sucked my brother for all I was worth. I was afraid I would hurt him. When I pulled off, it made a nice pop. Jack did not seemed harmed.

Yolanda clapped her hands. "That's it, honey. Do it again."

I did it several times in a row, each pass making a more distinctive pop.

"Do you like this, Jack?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Oh, yeah," he answered. It was a silly question, I guess.

While I continued fellating my brother, Yolanda bent down and began licking and sucking Jack's hanging nut sack. He started howling as if a full moon had suddenly arisen.

"I think he's enjoying himself," Yolanda said to me. I bent down and kissed my best friend on the lips. This time, my tongue entered her mouth. Yolanda welcomed it by sucking it in. While we kissed I stroked Jack's rod with my hand. He placed his hands lovingly on the back of our heads, encouraging our embrace.

I must admit it: I was really enjoying kissing Yolanda. I had never really considered making out with a girl before. I started to make appreciative noises. Yolanda began to do the same. We were totally into it.

"Ahem," said Jack, trying to get our attention. When we didn't stop our embrace, he said slightly louder: "Girls, don't forget about me."

We both look up at him with large grins. There stood poor Jack with his raging hard-on while his two female companions ignored him and his prodigious manhood. I guess that sometime during my kiss with Yolanda, I had discontinued my cock stroking.

"Sorry, Jackie," I said in a little girl voice. "I'm just making up with my best friend." I winked up at him. "You don't mind do you?"

Without waiting for a response, I planted one on Yolanda. Her eyes grew wide and I felt her smile grow as I kissed her as passionately as I have ever kissed a man. 

While I was kissing Yolanda, I reached down with my hands and untied her silk robe. I lifted it off her shoulders, and over her arms. The robe fell to the floor with a luxurious sound. I broke off our kiss in order to check out my best friend's loveliness. I had seen Yolanda semi-nude in the gym locker room. But, I had never really taken notice. She was extraordinarily beautiful. Her brown skin was perfect and unblemished. Her petite frame was taut and muscular.

"Oh sweetheart, you're gorgeous," I exclaimed.

It was Yolanda's turn to blush. This was something that I had never seen her do.

"You're both very beautiful," Jack said, hoping to regain our attention. It was apparent that the poor guy realized that he was about to lose both of his women in a moment -- to each other.

"Poor, Jackie," I replied. "No one's paying attention to your handsome friend here?" I enquired, gripping the head of his proud cock. "What do you say, Yoli? Should be help the poor boy out?"

"Yes, I think so," Yolanda stated, leaning over and placed her mouth over the head of my brother's penis. "Hmmm," she mumbled.

In order to play my part, I lowered my head and went to work on Jack's testicles. I licked, sucked and nibbled on them. When I ran my tongue along the sides of his balls, Jack actually raised himself up on tip toes.

"I think I found the up button, Yolanda."

Yolanda smiled with the cock in her mouth, but she did not stop her sucking.

I went back to work as well. I licked my way up and down the shaft, in time to Yolanda's bobbing head. While I was doing this, I reached around and cupped one of Jack's ass cheeks. I had never really given my brother's backside much attention during our previous encounters. I squeezed the glute muscle, and ran my hand over its hairy surface. I had to admit, Jack had a nice ass.

While Yolanda and I gave my brother a two-girl blowjob, I continue to work Jack's butt with my hand. I moved my index finger into the crack and slid it down to his puckered anus. Out of instinct more than anything else, I began to massage Jack's corn hole. He let out a moan of pleasure.

"What have we here, bro?" I inquired like Nancy Drew seizing on a clue. "I think I found out something new about you." 

Jack smiled. "My ass has always been very sensitive."

"Do you want me to stop," I asked.

"God, no," he insisted.



Back From Iraq Ch. 08



Another wonderful experience: I gently worked my index finger into my brother's tight rectum while I sucked the tip of his penis. At the same time, my best friend, Yolanda stuck her tongue in my ear while her hands massaged my over-sized breasts. All was right with the world.

I had my finger into his ass up to the second knuckle when Jack began screaming, "OH FUCK, THAT'S IT, AMY." 

Curious as to my actions, Yolanda craned her neck around Jack's body to catch of glimpse of his rear. She giggled when she saw my finger up his butt. 

Yolanda kissed Jack on the ass cheek, and said, "Wow, he really likes that, Amy. Let's remember that one for later. For now, take your finger out of there," she said, rising up.

Yolanda grabbed Jack's hand and led him over to the couch. "Sit on the edge, Jackie Boy," she said in a teasing voice. "School is about to begin."

Yolanda then turned to me and said, "Baby brother told me all about your talent swallowing cock."

I waved my hand as if it were nothing extraordinary.

"My dear," she said, batting her eyes at me, "Jack is quite proud of his sister's deep throat abilities. He talks of almost nothing else."

Jack laughed. "I'm sure I talk about other things too," he said sheepishly.

"Anyhow," Yolanda continued. "I'd like a lesson."

Jack sat perched on the edge of the sofa. His hard cock stuck out at a 45-degree angle. Yolanda the eager student knelt between his legs.

"Show me how far you can go," I instructed.

Yoli licked her lips and brought her face down on Jack. Several inches of his guy disappeared into her mouth. When she reached her deepest spot, I wrapped my thumb and index finger around that point.

"Not bad," I noted. About an inch and a half more cock remained below my encircled digits.

"Okay," I said, adopting my best professorial tone. "We will begin with some basic anatomy." I then explained how my throat was different that most other people, thereby endowing me with a special gift for swallowing pipe. 

"But," I added. "All hope is not lost. You can train your throats to accept 'gifts'. With a little practice, you both can take large dicks all the way down."

"No need to include me in the lesson," said Jack nonchalantly. "I'm not giving head to men."

"Never say never, my boy." I stated. "It might serve you well one day."

"Dream on, sis. That's not happening."

"All right, fine," I said. Yolanda was chuckling. 

"And now, a brief demonstration," I said, gathering my hair and tossing it over my right shoulder.

I took Yoli's place kneeling before Jack. I drooled a line of spit down his wang, and then bent over. Making sure that Yolanda had an unobstructed view, I swallowed my brother's dick. I pulled out.

"Wow," Yolanda said, applauding for the second time in less than an hour. "That's an incredible show of cock swallowing." 

"This can be you as well, my dear," I said as I smiled at her. "Now, in slow motion." Inch by inch, I went down on the erection maddeningly slow for effect.

"That's amazing," Yolanda said. "I'm actually getting turned on. How are you honey?" she asked Jack.

"Okey-dokey," he replied with a big smile. "Do it again, Amy. Just to make sure that Yolanda understands the lesson."

"No problem," I answered. Jack's dick went bye-bye in my mouth. I did it two more times after that.

"Nothing to it, Yoli," I said. "Now you. Come join me side-by-side."

Yolanda knelt beside me. "I don't know if I can do this, Ames."

"Now, now," I admonished. "Keep a positive attitude. And don't forget to practice every day. Right, Jack?"

Jack nodded vigorously.

Yolanda applied an ample amount of saliva. She then slowly began to allow Jack's organ into the depths of her throat. She began to gag.

"That's all right, sweetie," I said, holding her hair back. "The gag reflex is normal. You'll get used to it."

Yolanda was a trooper. She kept at it for 15 minutes. She made some progress. But, she was unable to bring her lips all the way down to Jack's balls as I had done.

"I feel like a failure," Yolanda said. 

"Nonsense," I responded. "We're all winners. If you're trying, the guy will never complain. Right Jack?"

Once again, my brother nodded his head. 

"Besides," I added. "I have an unfair advantage. I am used to taking in a really big one."

"Oooh," said Yolanda, licking her lips. "So Tommy's got a huge dick. Maybe I can use it for practice once I learn to handle this baby." She gestured to Jack's organ.

I play slapped her. "Keep your lips off my man's cock, Yolanda," I said.

Yolanda giggled. She then said, "Amy, Jack also told me about this gripping thing you do in your throat. Can you teach me that?"

"That's an advanced technique, honey. It will have to wait for another lesson. But, I'll show it to you." I looked up at my brother. "Jack, are you ready to come now?"

"Yes, please," he said sweetly.

"All righty, then." I went all the way down to the balls. I hesitated a second and then constricted my muscles. I pulled back slightly to increase the effect of my throat tugging on Jack's cock. I lifted my head off of his crotch.

"Yolanda," I said wickedly. "While I was down there, I had a thought. Why don't you make Jack an even happier boy. He seems to enjoy anal stimulation."

"What a wonderful idea," Yolanda replied. She put her index finger up to my lips. I sucked it into my mouth, wetting it copiously. Yolanda drew it out and began to steadily insert it up Jack's bum. 

My brother wiggled agreeably. I bent back to my task. 

I sucked Jack's pole all the way to the bottom. I pulled at his cock head with my throat muscles. I did this several more times. On the last pass, I caught a glance of Yolanda with her index finger buried all the way up to the last knuckle in my brother's bowels.

I felt Jack's cock start to spasm. I pulled out and let his spunk fly out of his volcano. I caught some of it on my tongue. Some went into my eyes, and one mighty spurt coated my hair.

Yolanda pushed my head aside and jammed Jack's dick head into her mouth in order to capture the final ropes of cum on her tongue. She hung on and sucked him dry.

Yolanda then turned to me and smiled. Her lips were covered in semen. I leaned over and kissed her full on the mouth. Our lips parted and we shared my brother's freshly-baked batch. Although I am not partial to sperm, this experience was just too hot to pass up.

Jack sunk back on the couch with a contented look on his face. "That was fantastic, girls. Amy, thanks for demonstrating for Yolanda what you do. But sis, did you know that Yolanda has a special technique that you might find...amusing."

I looked over at my friend and arched an eyebrow in surprise. "Pray tell, dear," I said.

"I could tell you," Yolanda said wickedly. "But, I'd rather show you."

"I'm intrigued," I responded.

"Stand up, honey," she said. I did as told. Yolanda remained on her knees and unfastened my pants. She unzipped them and pulled them down around my ankles. I made a big show out of stepping out of them. When she gripped my panties, I balked.

"I'm not sure I'm ready to go there," I said uncertainly. 

"Oh, you're going there, my pet," Yolanda responded insistently.

Before I knew it, my panties were in a ball on the carpet, and my girlfriend had me sitting on the couch totally nude.

Jack said, "You're going to like this, sis."

Yolanda parted my thighs and crawled in between on the carpet.

"What a cute little snatch you have, Amy," she said lasciviously. 

I blushed. Yolanda was staring directly into my sex. I had never had a woman there before.

"Lean back and relax, Amy," my brother said. "Trust me. You're going to like this."

I did as instructed. Sexy Yolanda leaned forward. I could feel her hot breath on my vulva. She extended her tongue toward my clit. 

I expected Yolanda to brush it with the tip of her snake. Instead, she passed over it and began licking my love pimple with the underside of her tongue. 

"Ooooooh," I exhaled. "That's so good." I said in joy.

"See," Jack said. "I told you." He began to squeeze my nipples.

Yolanda went back to eating my twat with the back of her tongue. I can't tell you why, but it felt so great. I had never experienced a sensation quite like that.

I continued to groan loudly while Yolanda painted my clitoris with the underside of her tongue. It was sublime. A big part of the turn-on was seeing another woman's pretty face lapping my cunt. Like all women, I had fantasized about a lesbian experience. Now it was happening. I was loving it.

Yolanda continued lapping at my little baby with her expert tongue. She had moved from my clit and was now performing a tour of my outer and inner folds, with occasional excursions to the most sensitive regions of my girlie parts. She looked up at me with her beautiful Latin doe eyes and smiled. At that moment, I especially loved her.

"Are you having fun, sis?" Jack asked me as he continued to manipulate my large, brown nipples.

"Oh, yes. Thank you for asking," I told him. "Jack, do you think you can find it in your heart to suck on my tits?"

"I'm on it," he replied in his best Boy Scout tone of voice. His head dipped down and he began his oral assault on my boobies.

Yolanda was back to working my sensitive clitoris. Jack was sucking my breasts. I was riding a tidal wave of pleasure. I felt myself on the verge of a huge orgasm. I grabbed the back of Jack's head and held on tightly. He responded by biting one of my love dials. I came with a scream.

I bucked and shivered. Yolanda stayed with me the entire time until I begged her for mercy. "Please come up here," I said, barely able to sit up.

My friend rose up and came to me. I kissed her sweetly on the mouth. She kissed me back. My pussy juices in her mouth tasted tangy. I sucked on her serpent-like tongue.

I pulled Jack up to my face and tongue-kissed him as well. It still felt a little wrong to do this with my brother. But, we had been through so many experiences together now.

After our kiss, Jack asked me, "Amy, have you ever gone down on a woman before?"

"No, Jack," I responded. "I've never really had the opportunity."

"Well," he stated. "I think you owe it to yourself to give it a try."

I gave Yolanda a look that said "Can I?" My friend nodded vigorously.

"Let's go into the bedroom," she said. "I want to be more comfortable."

"Oh, sure," I replied. "Now we get invited into the boudoir. I got mine on the couch." 

"Any complaints?" Yolanda asked.

"None at all, chica," I said.

Yolanda took my hand and Jack's hand and led us through the open door into her bedroom.



Back From Iraq Ch. 09



We walked into Yolanda's bedroom hand-in-hand: my brother, my sexy best friend and me. I couldn't believe what was about to happen. 

"Guys," I said uncertainly. "I'm getting cold feet."

"Come on, baby," Yolanda assured me. "You'll be great."

"Yes," Jack agreed. "Besides, what's the harm? In Iraq I faced enemy bullets and road-side bombs. You get to go down on a beautiful girl."

"Gracias, Jack," Yolanda replied with a smile. "Here we go, Amy," she said as she sat on the bed. She pulled me onto the bed as well. Jack sat over to the side.

"Honey?" Yolanda asked me. "I'm going to lay back. Is that Okay?"

I nodded. Yolanda stretched out on her back. There before me was a beautiful creature. Her lithe form was covered in gorgeous, mocha-colored skin. Her lovely face had striking Latina features made all the more remarkable by Yolanda's radiant smile. 

Although I had never considered myself sexually attracted to women, I was overwhelmed by the sight of the stunning nymph before me. My senses were popping.

I decided then and there that I would do it. I had always loved Yolanda as a friend. Now I had the chance to love her in another way. My vagina became moist at the thought.

I didn't say a word. Instead, I extended my hands and began to massage her thighs. 

Yolanda's skin was warm and smooth. I worked my way up her body, bypassing her modest pubic patch which had been groomed into a neat, little triangle. 

As I bent over her, my hands continued up Yolanda's torso. I circled around her small, pert breasts. I then moved my hands back down and began rubbing her pretty boobies, all the while manipulating her dark nipples. Yolanda let out a small sigh.

I bent over even further and began to tongue my friend's hard nipples. I worked the right breast and then the left, flicking the flat surface of my tongue back and forth. I looked up and grinned at Yolanda. Her eyes were half-closed, and she was also smiling. I then bent down and began to suck on her erect left nipple. 

I liked sucking Yolanda's tits a lot more than I thought I would. There was a tactile pleasure involved that defies description. Mother Nature (or whoever the Great Creator is) knew what she was doing. A woman's breast is perfectly designed. If your mouth is close to the nipple, you can't help but suckle it. I found myself spending a long time around Yolanda's boobs. I loved every second of it. I think she did too.

After some time, I remembered the main event. I began kissing my way down Yolanda's flat belly toward her pretty crotch. When I arrived at her pubic area, I kissed all around her bathing suit zone. I then continued on to her thighs.

I kissed all the way down Yoli's killer legs. I recall seeing drivers almost lose control of their vehicles on days when Yolanda walked down the street in a mini-skirt. Her long legs are a real treat. I enjoyed their silky smoothness. "Thanks for shaving today, sweetie," I said to her.

"De nada," she replied. "I was hoping you would notice."

I gently grasped her perfect calves and parted her legs. I moved between them, and had my first look at her vagina. It was lovely. 

Although she had maintained a tuft of hair on her pubis, her vulva was entirely hair-free. Her labia were dark and prominent. I was VERY turned on. 

I reached over and very gently touched her lips. I traced my finger along the edge of each of her folds. This was the first time I had ever sensually touched another woman in that region. My only guide was: would this feel good to me?

"Oh, honey. That feels really nice," Yolanda said. "I love your touch. It's like a feather."

I was pleased with this comment. I moved my other hand in and tentatively stroked the cute, little love bud at the top of her slit. 

"Oooh, ooooh," Yolanda murmured in appreciation. "That's good."

I continued with my loving ministrations. We were both startled when my brother said: "Why don't you try kissing her there, Amy?"

We had completely forgotten about Jack, who sat a distance away on the edge of the bed. Instinctively both Yolanda and I raised our fingers to our mouths to shush him.

"Leave her alone, Jackie," Yolanda admonished. "She seems to know what she is doing."

"Thank you, dear," I replied. "But maybe my brother has a point."

I lowered my head and licked Yolanda's sweet little baby. The texture of her vagina was softer and smoother to my tongue than I had imagined. 

I licked up and down and all around. The taste was exquisite. It was slightly salty, but it was as though there was a secret ingredient that I couldn't put my finger on. It made me want to lap some more.

Yolanda began to moan, while slowly turning her head from side-to-side. She reached down and lovingly caressed the back of my neck. 

"That's it, Amy," she said. "Atta girl. You're doing that perfectly."

I know it's silly, but I felt a genuine sense of pride. I guess all human beings want to be complimented and affirmed when they try something new. I licked Yolanda's twat with greater abandon.

My cunt-licking reverie was interrupted by a rigid object which attempted to enter me from behind. 

"No, Jack," I shouted at my brother who had crept in behind me on the bed. "You can't fuck me in my vagina. You KNOW the rules."

"Oh, yes, sister," he insisted. He thrust his cock forward into my groin. The head of his manhood entered my snatch.

"JACK," I yelled. I moved forward and reached behind me simultaneously. I grabbed his cock and yanked it out of my vagina. 

"How could you? Why do you want to disrespect me?" I had tears in my eyes.

"Oh, baby," Yolanda comforted me, sitting up in bed. "It's all right. Jack just got a little excited. That's all." She gave my brother a stern look. "Over here, Mister. If you need a place to put that dick, put it in my mouth." 

"Okay," Jack said meekly. He moved up the bed and straddled Yolanda's chest as she laid back down on her back.

Yolanda stroked the side of my face. "It's all right, Amy. Please keep doing what you were doing. It was fantastic."

I dried my eyes and began to lick her twat once more. It just wasn't the same. Jack had upset me. I looked up and my brother was eagerly humping Yolanda's pretty face. I thought to myself, 'Why should he be having all the fun?'

I grabbed his hairy ass. "Hey, horny boy." Jack looked over his shoulder without slowing the strokes of his cock in and out of Yolanda's mouth, which had formed a perfect "O" around his shaft.

"Why don't you come back here and make yourself useful to me? As I remember it, you have a pretty good tongue. How about getting me back in the mood by licking me from behind?"

Jack stopped fucking Yolanda's head. He dismounted and came around me. "Okay, sis," he instructed. "You bend over and get back to work."

I returned my tongue to the vagina before me. I then felt Jack's hot, snake-like tongue darting in and out of my wet cunt. This action made me increase the frequency of my own oral stimulation of Yolanda's girl parts. I also began to rub her protruding clit with my thumb while I inserted my tongue into her dark cavern. I could tell by the movement of Yoli's slender hips that she liked this.

Meanwhile back at my backside, Jack had expanded his enterprise from pussy-licking to ass-licking. This was secretly what I had hoped he would do all along. The sensation of my brother's hot tongue on my puckered anus spurred on my efforts between Yolanda's legs.

Jack kissed his way up my back and whispered in my ear, "Can I fuck your pretty ass, sis?"

"That's the best idea you've had all day, Jack" I replied.

I went back to work on Yolanda. I heard my brother wetting his dick with saliva. I next felt Jack rubbing his smooth dick head against my tight asshole. 

"Uhhn!" I exclaimed as I felt Jack enter my backside. "Slowly, boy," I instructed.

Little by little, Jack worked his manhood into my anal channel. Inspired by this, I inserted my finger in Yolanda's tiny rectum. She barked in glee. When I shoved my finger in further, Yolanda came like a fancy slot machine. It was so hot.

Although Yolanda had finished, I kept my face down in her crotch while Jack fucked my ass from behind. He was still making slow, tentative penetration efforts.

"FUCK ME HARDER, BROTHER," I shouted from Yolanda's groin.

Jack grabbed my hips and began thrusting his cock into my backdoor at a frantic pace. He shoved his junk balls-deep into me.

I couldn't take any more. I came hard and loud, my face still buried in my girlfriend's twat.

A few seconds later, Jack broke loose a torrent of come into my ass. After many spasms, he pulled out of my sphincter. 

The three of us collapsed on the bed. We were spent, sweaty and covered in bodily fluids. In sum, we were totally satisfied.

I looked at my two lovers and said: "We have to bring Tommy in on this."

Yolanda and Jack just looked at me and grinned ear-to-ear.



Back From Iraq Ch. 10



We did not wait long to launch our plan. A few days later on Sunday, Tommy was watching the football game at our apartment. His favorite team was playing. His eyes were glued to the set. I was about to redirect his attention to another set.

Yolanda and I had been out shopping. We came into the apartment with our shopping bags. We were both dressed in hot outfits. I wore a tube-top and "Daisy Duke" shorts. Yolanda was decked out in a silk blouse and a short skirt that featured her killer legs. Yoli wore black pumps and I had on wedges. Our hair and nails were impeccable. I looked us over: we were irresistible.

Despite our devastating appearance, Tommy couldn't be bothered to look up from his game. We were about to change that.

"Hey, Tom-Boy," I purred as the two of us stood right in his line of sight to the television set. "Yolanda and I went bikini shopping. We were wondering if you could settle a bet for us as to who looks hotter."

Tommy looked up. We now had his attention.

"I don't think it would ever be in my best interest to vote against my wife," Tommy replied with a smile.

"So, that's a 'no'," Yolanda teased. "Okay. I guess we'll find another judge. I'm sure that won't be a problem." She stood directly in front of my husband. Her hands were on her hips.

Tommy was looking at Yolanda from head-to-toe. He had lost interest in the game. In private, Tommy has told me that he finds Yolanda very sexy. I could tell that her outfit, flowing hair, make-up and her very direct demeanor were making a big impact upon him. 

"Let's not be so hasty," Tom backpedaled. "If it's all right with Amy, I'm sure I could be impartial." He glanced over at me. 

For the first time, Tommy noticed that my giant boobs were spilling out of my tight top. He took this in, as well as the Daisy shorts. Tommy gave me a great, big smile.

"Turn off the football game, Tommy," I commanded. "The real game is here. Yolanda, go change in the bathroom." Tommy turned off the TV.

Yolanda smiled and spun on her heels. She flipped her long, black hair over her shoulder. Tommy's eyes were glued to her ass and legs.

After she had closed the bathroom door, Tommy returned his gaze to me. Without saying a word, I lifted my top over my head. As my halter had a bra built into it, I now stood before him bare-chested. Tommy's mouth popped open.

I continued by seductively sliding my tight shorts down my legs, and then over my wedge shoes, which I kept on. I put my hands on my hips and posed for my husband in my purple thong. 

I knew the devastating impact I was having on my husband. Tommy loves to watch me undress every night. I could detect the outline of a young hard-on in Tom's shorts.

I sashayed over to my shopping bags on the other side of the room. I made it a point to wiggle my ass to maximum effect as I walked in front of him. I bent over with my posterior directly in his line of sight. I pulled a hot pink bikini out of the bag. 

I turned to Tommy as said, "Pace yourself, Stallion. The show has not even begun yet." Then, with my brightest smile, I slid off my thong panties, and exchanged them for my bikini bottom. 

As I was tying my top, the bathroom door opened and Yolanda emerged. She looked incredible. Wearing a lime green suit that accentuated her mocha skin tone, she walked directly to Tommy.

She looked like a model coming down the runway. She reached a spot about five feet in front of my husband and twirled on her heels. Taking a few steps away from him to allow him to observe her from the rear, she then looked over her shoulder and shot Tommy a slayer look.

I was dead. There was no way I could compete with Yolanda and her perfect features. Her high heeled shoes caused her thigh muscles to contract and displayed her taut ass muscles to maximum effect.

I walked over to stand next to Yolanda. I struck a similar pose, with my hand on my hip, and looking over my shoulder. I did not have the model posture or runway moves that my friend possessed.

To my delight, Tommy was looking us both over. Although he tried to assume the demeanor of a fair judge, it was obvious from the large bulge in his shorts that he was super turned-on by our little contest. I looked over at Yolanda and winked. 

"So, what do you think, judge?" I purred.

Tommy shifted uncomfortably on his couch. The football game was a long-gone memory for him.

"This is much harder than I thought," he said weakly.

"I bet it is very hard," Yolanda said, glancing down into my husband's lap.

"Hold your vote, Tommy," I said. "There's a second round."

Tommy looked like the luckiest boy in the world. He beamed at each of us.

"I like this," he said, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

"I bet you do," I replied. "Yolanda, are you ready to get changed?" I asked my sultry friend.

"Well, wait a second," she responded with a sly grin. "You had an unfair advantage during the last round. You got changed in front of the judge."

Tommy spoke up. "She does have a point, Amy."

"All right," I admitted. "We'll both get changed here in front of Tommy."

Yolanda shook her head vigorously. "No, I don't think so," she stated while adopting an authoritarian tone. She walked over to my shopping bag, picked it up and held it out to me.

"You get changed in the bathroom this time, baby," she said. "I'll stay out here."

I started to say something. Then I looked at Jack. He was agreeing with Yolanda.

"That would make it fair, honey," he said earnestly.

"Yeah," I replied sarcastically. "I see how you're all about the fairness, Tom."

He shrugged. I took the bag that Yolanda proffered to me and walked into the bathroom. I shut the door.

Although things were going according to plan, I was a little bit jealous of how events were developing. Tommy was a bit too eager to be alone with my naked friend.

"Oh, well," I said to myself as a removed my bikini and pulled out a teensy, tiny red number that tied on each side of the bottom. The top was way too insubstantial for my large rack. "I'll be returning this one," I told myself. "It will never contain me."

From behind the door, I heard Yolanda giggling from the living room. I heard Tommy's muffled response, and then there was more laughing from my friend. I had to know what was happening out there.

I opened the door a crack, and peered out.

I saw Tommy bent-over, holding a jungle-print bikini bottom down at carpet level. Yolanda was totally nude. She walked over to my husband in her stilettos and sensually placed a hand on his shoulder. In a very sexy manner, Yolanda then stepped into the bathing suit. 

Tommy's eyes were glued to Yolanda's crotch, which was about a foot away from his face. Although my view was blocked, I am certain that he had a clear view of her snatch as she parted her sexy, toned legs in order to climb into the bikini bottom.

Wearing a giant smile, my husband then slowly pulled up my friend's tiny suit bottom. Tommy took his time as he lifted the bottom over her thighs and hips. When it was completely on, Yolanda turned around and Tommy adjusted the thong in the crack of her ass. I could tell that Tommy was massively turned-on.

I silently eased the door closed. I waited a few seconds, while reapplying my make-up. I then pulled the door open and marched out into the living room.

Yolanda was sitting in Tommy's lap. Her two feet were suspended above the carpet to the left side of Tommy's legs. She was pumping them like a little girl on a swing. Her head was bent toward his, and she appeared to be whispering in his ear.

"Well, well, well," I said in a loud tone. "What have we here? Are you attempting to influence the judge, Miss? That may get you disqualified."

"Not in my book," my husband replied. Tommy's face was beet red.

I walked across the room, posing for the couple as they watched. When I hit my mark, I twirled and tossed my hair. I then strutted to the center of the room and stood with my ankles parted at a seductive angle. Both Tommy and Yolanda applauded.

"Come over here, sweetie," Yolanda purred to me. She crooked her finger at me.

I came over and followed her direction by bending down toward her. My huge boobs were spilling out of the skimpy material the miniscule bikini top afforded.

Yolanda leaned over and kissed me full on the lips. I responded to her kiss. I noticed that Tommy's hands were now on Yolanda's thighs and low back.

Yolanda broke our embrace, and said, "Oh, my. This top is doing you no good at all." She then reached out and grabbed the bottom of my bikini bra and quickly lifted it up over my head. I was standing before my husband and my best friend bare-chested.

"Give Tommy a kiss," she instructed.

As I sat down on the couch next to my man, Yolanda slid her hands over my big melons. I passionately kissed Tommy, sliding my tongue into his accepting mouth. I moaned as Yolanda began to work my large, sensitive nipples.

Our kiss was interrupted by Yolanda's face which moved in close, breaking up our embrace. Yolanda then put the lip-lock on my husband. I slid my hand down and played my fingers over the enormous bulge in Tommy's gym shorts. It was his turn to moan.

Yolanda stopped kissing and looked down at my husband's lap. "Poor guy," was all she said.

"Why don't you get up for a second, Yoli?" I asked. She did as requested.

With both hands, I tugged on the band of Tommy's shorts and underwear. He raised his hips agreeably, and I slid them down to his ankles. My husband's fantastic penis sprang into the open air.

Yolanda applauded appreciatively. "You said it was big, Amy. But, you didn't do it justice," she purred. She then reached over and grabbed the bottom of his shirt. "You don't need this anymore," was all she said as she lifted the garment over Tommy's head.

Tommy now sat totally naked in a room with two gorgeous women wearing 1 ½ bathing suits. His erection was massive. The head was a dark purple, and the wide veins that I love along the sides of his beast were clearly visible.

Yolanda and I looked at each other gleefully. I clasped her pretty hand and brought it to my lips. I then sensually kissed it, before moving it down to my man's giant boner. I wrapped my friend's fingers around my husband's engorged cock and began moving her hand up and down.

Tommy's eyes were glued to this maneuver. He began to whimper. As we increased the intensity of the strokes, his whimper turned into a moan.

"Are you having fun, my baby," I asked my husband in a loving tone. I ran my free hand through his hair.

Tommy smiled in appreciation. Yolanda giggled at Tommy's condition.

"Would you like Yolanda to kiss your friend?" I asked him.

"Yes, please," he responded like a little boy.

"Okay, then," I said. "Yolanda, why don't you kiss my husband's dick?"

"Con gusto," she replied. Yolanda slid to her knees on the carpet and bent her head to my baby's monster. She began to lick Tommy's cock all along the sides. Her tongue paid special attention to the grooved veins lining the structure.

Tommy tossed his head back and let out a loud sigh.

"Are you okay, Tommy?" Yolanda playfully asked, lifted her head from his lap.

"He'll be fine," I replied for my man, as I eased her head back down to his bone by placing my hand on the back of her hair. 

"Hmmmuhh," Yolanda said as the head of Tom's dick slipped into her willing mouth. She then began to slowly bob her lovely head up and down.

I ran my hand over the side of Tommy's face. He craned his face toward me and we kissed hungrily. Tommy's tongue jutted into my mouth. I eagerly accepted it.

I kept my hand on the back of Yolanda's head as she sensuously sucked my husband's large penis. I could feel her struggling with its size. 

Our plan was playing out in a very hot manner. I felt my pussy begin to drip fluid. I took Tommy's hand and slid it into my bikini. Tommy immediately found my steamy slit. I parted my thighs, and Tommy's fingers worked my labia. When his thumb expertly rode the top of my pulsing clitoris, it was my turn to whimper.

After a few minutes of this sultry activity, Tommy stopped stroking me and asked, "Amy, maybe Yolanda needs someone to spell her. She's been working very hard. Besides, perhaps you can show her how to go all the way down to the bottom."

Although my friend knew from our frank discussions that I routinely deep-throat my man's plus-sized rod, Yolanda picked her head up off his dick and said, "No way, baby. You can't do it."

"Yes, she can," Tommy replied, defending my honor. "Just watch."

I demurely slid between Tommy's legs, taking my place alongside my girlfriend. Tommy's dick was already slickly wet from Yolanda's saliva. I wasted no time. I opened my jaws as wide as possible and slid his dinosaur into my mouth.

I went all the way down to the base of Tommy's cock. To the extent that it was possible, I smiled. Then I pulled it out. I had tears in my eyes.

"Damn!" Yolanda exclaimed. "You told me about this. But, once I saw the size of his thing, I thought 'No way'".

Tommy said to me, "You talked to Yolanda about..."

His sentence was interrupted by my plunging head that took the long journey down to the bottom of Tommy's pride and joy. For some reason, he could not complete his thought.

I did a few of my patented throat grips on his big boy. Tommy let loose a deep, animal sound.

"That's nice, baby," Yolanda encouraged. "Tommy, we two girls share everything. We wanted to let you in on the action."

I lifted my head off of his dick. "That's right, honey. Are you mad?"

Before he could answer, Yolanda plunged her head down on his giant. She went much deeper than I imagined she could. Tommy let out another big moan. I dropped down and went to work on Tom's sensitive testicles. 

I lapped his balls with my tongue. While Yolanda continued to work her way up and down on his shaft, I began to suck his large marbles into my mouth. I could tell my man was getting close to his shooting point. 

Apparently, Yolanda could tell the same thing. I knew from experience that she was getting a mouthful of pre-come. Tommy's dick weeps like a baby when he is close to coming.

Yolanda slid Tommy's penis out of her mouth and said, "I've got a great idea. Let's go into the bedroom." She then stood up and took both of our hands.

"Let's show Tommy how much we share, Amy."



Back From Iraq Ch. 11



For the second time in a few days, I was going into a bedroom with Yolanda and a man. Last time, it was my brother, Jack. Today, it was my gorgeous husband, Tommy. I was happy, and ultra turned-on.

"Now, Tommy, you lean back against there," Yolanda ordered while indicating the backboard. It was clear that Yolanda was taking control of this session.

"Your lady has beautiful breasts, doesn't she, Tommy?" Yolanda asked my husband. 

"Yes, indeed," Tommy acknowledged. "I like to suck on them every day." He looked my friend in the eye. "Would you like to suck on them?"

"I thought you'd never offer." Yolanda's head moved down to my mams and she began tonguing my large buds. She looked up at me and smiled. "Your husband is a real gentleman."

"I'm not so sure of that," I said, pointing over at Tommy. He had his meaty cock in his hand, and he was stroking it while he watched Yolanda suck my tits. "Please continue, honey," I said, gently guiding her mouth to my other nipple.

While her tongue played havoc with my pleasure bags, I saw Yolanda raise her shapely ass in the air in Tommy's direction. I then witnessed my husband reach over and run his hands over the globes of her spectacular derriere. Tommy also slipped a finger into the back of my best friend's thong.

My attention was next diverted by Yolanda's sharp teeth which began a series of not-so-light bites of my berries. It was the perfect combination of pleasure and pain. 

"Oh, shit, girl," I exclaimed. I had never said that word during sex. But, the feeling was so novel and so good that I could't help myself. "Fucking bite my nipples, you little whore," I directed. Once again, I could not believe that I was saying such things.

I looked over at Tommy. He was very busy. With one hand he gripped his horse cock; the other hand was buried beneath Yolanda's bikini bottom.

I heard Yolanda suck air in, apparently from the pleasure Tommy's hands were giving her as he inserted his long fingers into her from behind.

"Hold on for a second, everybody," she said as she lifted her beautiful face from my jugs. "Let's rearrange things a bit."

Yolanda stood partially up and pulled off her bikini bottom. She put it in my husband's hand. She then pushed his hand and the panties right up to his nose. Tommy inhaled like a man needing oxygen.

"You're filthy," I said to her with a wicked smile. I leaned forward and pulled off Yolanda's top. "Do you mind?" I asked as I sucked one of her erect nipples into my mouth. I began quickly running my tongue back-and-forth across its surface.

"Not at all, baby," she said letting out a small moaning noise. "You do realize that your man's hand is in my twat, don't you."

I looked down and saw that Tommy had reached under Yolanda's slender ass and had inserted several of his fingers in her little quim. He was frigging her as he smelled her bikini bottom. 

"That's nice," I replied, returning to my work on Yolanda's boobs. Her chocolate nipples were a mouth-watering treat for me.

After a few minutes of this pleasant activity, Yolanda placed her hands on my shoulders and pushed me back on the bed. She then began to peel down my tiny bikini thong. It felt so good to expose my hot pussy to the open air. 

"Tommy, do you want to watch me eat your wife's cunt?" she asked. Tommy nodded enthusiastically.

What can I say? I am falling in love with my best friend. Or, at least, I'm falling for the exquisite way in which she gives me head. Yolanda really knows how to lap my vagina. With her talented tongue and fingers, she had me on the brink of a massive orgasm within minutes.

As a girl, Yolanda instinctively knows what feels good to another girl. However, it is also evident that my friend has licked a lot of cunt in her day. I wanted to ask her about her experiences. However, her tongue was very busy at the moment.

I saw Tommy rise up behind her and start to root with his big plunger around Yoli's shapely rear. But, Yolanda was the one in control. She calmly lifted her head out of my wet lap, and pushed Tommy backward on the bed.

"You couldn't have gotten too much flavor from that bikini," she said to him lasciviously. "I only wore it for a short time. Let me give you a better taste, my friend."

With that, my best friend sat on my husband's face. Tommy eagerly accepted her, and went to work immediately on her cunt with his tongue and lips.

Yolanda was facing me. She reached down and grabbed Tommy's supersized erection. "Why don't you have a seat here, wife?" she asked me.

I thought this was one of the best ideas I had heard in a long time. I positioned myself over Tommy's giant wang, and slowly slid down on it. I let out a loud sigh as I felt the tip of his manhood brush my G-spot. I then began to ride my husband's love iguana for all that I was worth. 

My moans of contentment were interrupted by Yolanda's hungry mouth as she leaned forward to kiss me. The three of us must have formed quite a sight: Yolanda planted on Tommy's face, and me pistoning up and down like a madwoman, while Yolanda and I embraced passionately.

It would be too cliché to report that the three of us came at the same time. It didn't happen exactly that way. Yolanda went off first -- breaking away from our kiss. The sight of her in ecstasy drove me over the edge. I yelled at the top of my lungs as my dam broke.

"Fuckin'-A, Amy," I heard my husband cry in a tone muffled by my friend's juicy cunt as Tommy filled my snatch with hot come.

****

The three of us lay lounging in bed. I brought in grapes and cheese. Tommy opened a bottle of wine. Tommy was in the center of Yolanda and me. Each of us luxuriated in the others' company -- caressing, stroking, whispering sweet nothings. It was a blissful afternoon.

After lying in this manner for an hour or so, I asked Tommy: "You realize that my brother and Yolanda are together as a couple, don't you?"

"Yeah," Tommy replied. "I know that. What's Jack doing this afternoon?" he asked Yolanda.

"I imagine he is watching the game. Just like you were before you were interrupted," my friend said with a sly grin.

"What a great interruption," Tommy responded. "Does Jack know you are here?" he asked.

"He knows that Amy and I went shopping," Yolanda said. "Nothing more."

I cut in: "Tommy?" I asked, taking my husband's face between my hands. "How would you feel about bringing Jack into our lovemaking with Yolanda at some point?"

I held my breath. I was taking a chance, and I was totally unsure of my husband's response.

Tommy took a moment before answering. He said tentatively, "I guess that would be the fair thing to do." Then he looked to each of us in turn as the light went on in his head.

"You two have already fooled around with Jack, haven't you?" He asked this in a flat tone of voice. I was having a hard time reading my husband's reaction. Was he angry or merely curious? 

"Yes, Jackie. We have," Yolanda said simply. "It was wonderful."

I could see the enormity of the situation dawning on Tommy. He looked over at me incredulously.

"That means that you and your brother got it on," he said sharply.

"Tommy," I said softly. "Don't be angry. There's more to the story than that."

"Well, why don't you tell me?" he asked pointedly. Tommy sat up in bed on his elbows. I couldn't tell if he was angry, disgusted, or a combination of the two.

"It started the night he came home from Iraq," I began. "He went out with his friends who were supposed to make sure that he got laid. There was some sort of mix-up, and he came home all depressed. I was up after you went to bed. I was wearing one of my shear 'peak-a-boo' nightgowns. Jack was very turned-on and I felt bad for him..."

I continued on for the next 20 minutes or so recounting my sexual exploits over the last week for my husband. I knew I was risking a serious marital crisis. However, I also knew that I could no longer live concealing the truth from Tommy. I loved and respected him too much.

After I had brought him up to the present state of affairs, Tommy was silent for a long while. 

"Honey?" I asked. "Are you furious with me?"

Yolanda pulled back the sheet that covered my husband's groin. His large erection emerged into view.

"I'd say he's turned on by the whole deal," Yolanda wryly remarked.

"Truth be told," Tommy stated. "I am a little put-off by the fact that you've been fucking your brother."

"I've never fucked Jack," I responded defensively. "He has wanted to put it in my vagina, and I have never let him. I have drawn the line there. That is only for you, Tommy."

"Well," he said sarcastically. "That's nice to hear. I guess that makes blowing, tit-fucking, ass-fucking and getting eaten out by your brother all okay."

"Now, Thomas," Yolanda cut in. "Let's not be hypocritical. Now might be a good time to tell Amy about our little thing."

My mouth popped open.

"That was only one time." It was Tommy's turn to be defensive now. "And, it was over six months ago." He was backpedaling.

"I agree, Tommy," I stated forcefully. "Now is the perfect time to tell me about something that happened between you and my best friend."

Tommy had lost some of his righteous indignation. He stammered a bit before going on.

"It was after that party at Joan and Randy's house. You went home early because you weren't feeling well. I took Yolanda home because of the late hour. We both had had a lot to drink. When we got to her place, she kissed me."

"AND..." I blurted. "What else went on?"

Yolanda said bluntly: "We fucked, Amy."

Now, it was my turn to go silent. I chewed on this for a few minutes. Tommy and Yolanda quietly exchanged glances during this period.

"I guess," I said as I forced a smile, "that we all need to give each other a pass for what happened before today."

"Agreed." Tommy said curtly.

"But, we still have one unresolved issue," Yolanda said simply.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Your man still has this raging hard-on," she replied with an impish grin. "I say it's our duty to take care of it."

"Amen," said Tommy, as he thrust his huge dick up between us.

I leaned down and gave my husband a peck on the tip of his cock.

"How about a show first, Tommy?" I asked.

"What do you have in mind?"

"Would you like to see your wife go down on her beautiful best friend?"

Tommy smiled from ear-to-ear. "How can I refuse an offer like that?"

"Oh, goodie," Yolanda exclaimed, badly restraining her glee. "Let me just get comfortable here." She pulled back the sheet and spread her long, languid legs. Tommy fluffed up a pillow and placed behind her head.

"Honey," I said to my husband. "Why don't you come down to this end of the bed so that you can get a better view?"

Tommy responded to my suggestion by scampering down to the foot of the bed so that he was looking over my shoulder.

I bent in and began licking my friend's fine pussy. Yolanda immediately started making cooing noises. After thoroughly wetting her twat, I began sucking on her prominent, dark labia. They were the sweetest things I had had in my mouth in a long time.

After a few minutes of this agreeable activity, I gestured for my sweet husband to join me between Yolanda's thighs. Tommy moved in and I gave him an open kiss on the mouth to share Yoli's flavor with him.

"I know you were just here," I said indicating the beautiful vagina right in front of me. "But, I thought you might want to help out."

Tommy laughed and moved in with his tongue extended. He began lapping Yolanda with broad strokes. I moved out of the way to give him some room. Coming in from the side, I leaned over and starting sucking on Yolanda's tiny clitty. 

Yolanda moaned and groaned. She was really enjoying herself.

Tommy said to me, "Come on back here, Amy. You're probably better at this than I am."

"I'm just a humble beginner," I responded. 

"Yeah," Tommy said. "But, I want to fuck you."

"Oh, okay honey," I said simply, moving back between my girlfriend's toned legs. I then began a renewed assault on her little baby.

Tommy moved behind me and began inserting his huge dick into my cunt from behind. When he had it all the way in, he began a series of regular thrusts which caused me to lose my breath. I struggled to keep up with my twat-licking as Tommy pounded me from the rear.

"Hey, don't forget about me, sweetie," Yolanda said as she raised her head off the pillow.

This caused me to apply additional effort to the yummy task before me. The only time I let up was to ask my sweet man to take his dick out of my pussy, and to place it in my tight asshole. 

Tommy had no problem complying with this request. He squeezed his huge rod into my secret dark place. I squealed with delight as I ate Yolanda's vagina.

Tommy pumped my ass with vigor. I felt my passion rising. Tommy's reached under me and began stroking my protruding clit with his gifted hand.

At that point, I went off like a rocket on the Fourth of July. I bucked and gasped as I endeavored to keep my tongue and lips on Yolanda's darling little peach.

Tommy pulled out of me. He was still stiff like stone.

Once again, Yolanda took charge. Rolling over on to her hands and knees, she guided Tommy's turgid member into her puckered anus. She then commanded me to move in below her flat abdomen, and to lick her pussy from below.

While my husband fucked her in her bad place, I sucked on my friend's quivering twat. This maneuver was not a thing of beauty. It was awkward. But it did not last long. The desired result was achieved: Tommy and Yolanda both paid off like giant slot machines in Vegas.

After the moans and shouts had subsided, Tommy pulled his dork out of Yolanda's sweet butt. I came out from below her body. Having tasted Yolanda's booty once before on Jack's cock, I did not hesitate to clean Tommy's penis with my eager mouth. The taste was indescribably erotic. Literally, it was so bad that it was good.

"Well," I said, wiping the remains of Tommy and Yolanda's ass-play from the corners of my mouth. "Shall we pick a date for some fun-time with my brother?"



Back From Iraq Ch. 12



The chance for us to get together with my brother and Yolanda came sooner than we expected.

On Tuesday night, Tommy and I were home alone relaxing in front of the TV, watching a reality show. By relaxing, I mean that Tommy was naked and the "E-Z-Boy"-style couch was in the reclined position. My head rested against his bare abdomen. The tip of his giant penis was in my mouth. I gently sucked on it like a pacifier while we both watched our show. 

This is how we usually watched television. We had been doing it for years. I would slowly suck on Tommy's head while the program unfolded before us. Tommy would stroke my hair and say loving things to me while I steadily fellated his tip. We both loved this.

Sometimes, during commercial breaks, I would take greater lengths of his rigid cock into my mouth and throat. However, when the show came back on, I would return to his tip. By the end of the show, Tommy would be in fine shape. Typically, unable to take any more, he would throw me down on the couch and fuck me as hard as he could. I loved this.

So, there I was with my lips around my husband's tip when Jack and Yolanda walked into the apartment. Neither Tommy nor I heard Jack open the door with his key. 

"Hi, lovers," Yolanda said in a friendly manner, walking straight into the center of the living room. "I had a feeling we would catch you like this."

Tommy said hello. I just smiled up at my best friend with my man's dick in my mouth.

"Uh, maybe we should leave," Jack said tentatively.

I lifted my lips from Tom's Great White. "No, bro. Come in and get comfortable. Right, Tommy?" I asked my husband.

"Yeah, sure," he said. "This is nothing out of the ordinary. I'll get dressed."

"The hell you will," interrupted Yolanda. "You stay just like that. I like it." She said with a smile.

Yolanda then turned to Jack. "Go over there and sit next to Amy." It was clear that Yolanda had resumed her role as 'the dominant one.' I could tell that she really got off on giving the orders.

Jack obeyed. He sat next to me. I sat up. I was wearing a pair of short shorts and a T-shirt that barely covered the bottom of my grapefruit-sized boobs. My tummy was exposed. Jack placed his hand there and my heart skipped a beat. 

I looked over at Tommy to gauge his reaction. He stared down at Jack's hand and didn't say a word. To ensure that he continued to receive the attention my husband deserved, I grabbed Tommy's cock and slowly stroked it.

"Nice," Yolanda said with a wicked smile. "Now, I have something to show y'all," she proudly exclaimed.

Yolanda unbuttoned her full-length rain coat and let it slide to the floor. She was decked out in a skin-tight, black latex outfit that made the three of us collectively suck in our breath in excitement. 

My friend looked stunning. The tight, black bustier was cut high over her upper thighs. There were latex garter straps extending down to black latex stockings which went down to her black high heeled shoes. Her groin was naked. The little tuft of public hair that I had come to know well was exposed to our view.

"Oh, Yoli," I stammered. "I don't know what to say."

"Then, don't say a word," she ordered. "Just watch."

Yolanda walked in front of us and turned around. She then deliberately bent over to the discarded rain coat on the ground. As she bent, her dark beaver was revealed to her audience on the couch. 

Yolanda fished in the pockets of her raincoat and pulled out the object she had been searching: a black dildo. I was about nine inches long. My friend twirled around and held it up for us to view. She then placed it in her mouth. 

Tommy spoke up. "I think we are about to get a show."

"Trust me," Jack said. "This will be really good."

Yolanda pulled up a chair in front of us and sat down. She spread her sexy legs to fully reveal herself. She looked devastating beautiful.

Yolanda rubbed the dildo along the insides of her mocha thighs. She painted around the edges of her bathing suit zone, carefully avoiding the darling peach nestled between her legs. My friend then brought the object up to her chest and traced a line along the top of her shapely breasts. 

Yolanda continued to work the black beast upward along her long, graceful neck to her beautiful Latin face. She then placed the dildo into her mouth once more and sucked it in, taking several inches of it deeply into her mouth and throat.

While we watched the spectacle in appreciative silence, Yolanda then worked the freshly moistened item into her tight, delicious snatch. As she began inserting her new friend deeper and deeper into her womanhood, Yolanda let out a small hissing sound. 

The room was electric. I continued my strokes of Tommy's engorged member. Jack was lightly caressing my belly and the bottom of my globes. I placed my hand on his thigh and began rubbing up and down. 

I looked over at my husband. Tommy nodded to me in approval. I then moved my hand up to the blossoming mound in Jack's trousers. I massaged my brother's crotch while my husband looked on. In response, Jack cupped my right breast and slipped his fingers under my short shirt, lightly strumming my hardening nipple.

Yolanda continued to move the black implement in and out of her precious chamber while we watched. In turn, my friend watched the tableau set forth on the couch before her.

"Jack," she said directly. "Take off your clothes."

Momentarily interrupting my touching, my brother rose like a robot and removed his clothing. He sat back down next to me and returned his hand to my breast. 

I continued masturbating my husband's erect penis while I reached for my brother's pretty pecker. I gripped Jack firmly and then began jerking the two penises in sync. Before too long, my stroking of the two dicks fell into rhythm with Yolanda's insertions of the black dildo into her vagina .

Jack's other hand found its way to my plentiful bosom. At about the same time, Tommy's finger slid into my shorts and began to trace a path toward my sensitive little girl. When he inserted his long finger into my very wet cunt, I heaved out a loud and sustained moan.

Yoli increased the frequency and forcefulness of her thrusts. She was working the dildo into herself at a fever pitch. Although we three on the couch were all at heightened states of arousal, our attentions were fixed on Ms. Yolanda and her latex show. 

After a few more minutes, our friend began to shake violently. She removed the dildo and a small spurt of fluid shot out onto the carpet in front of her.

"Oh, man," I said appreciatively. "I didn't know you could do that."

Yolanda could barely speak. "Only...only when I'm really turned on," she stammered.

Now, I was really turned on. But I wanted to attempt something new. I didn't know if I would ever get the chance to do this again. I released my grip on the two cocks. I stood up, slipping out of the grasps of my husband and brother.

"Tommy," I instructed. "Move over and sit right next to Jack."

Tommy moved a few inches, but there was still a gap between the men.

"No," I commanded. "Right up against him."

Reluctantly, Tommy moved closer until he was skin-to-skin with Jack. I could tell the two guys were uncomfortable with this contact.

"I'm going to try something new," I said as I beamed a smile up to each of their faces.

With that, I grasped each of their cocks and tried to bring them together. Even though, Tommy's monster is ruler-length, there was still a distance between them.

"Jack, roll your hips toward Tommy," I ordered.

"I see what you're going to do," said Yolanda from over my shoulder. "That's hot. Where is your camera?"

I gestured with a nod of my head to the shelf on the right. My eyes did not leave the beautiful sight before me: I had two big, stiff dicks which I had brought together. I playfully rubbed them up against each other. The two boys began to squirm.

I said simply, "Relax, gentlemen." Then I bent my head down and put both of their dicks in my widely-stretched mouth. 

I could fit the two heads in and a little bit more of the cock-meat below the heads. But, that was it. My jaw was at its bursting point. I am confident that if Tommy and Jack had smaller schlongs, I would have been able to take in much more in.

Yolanda sneaked behind the couch with the camera and snapped several shots of me with two large boners in my little mouth. I felt like the biggest slut on the face of the earth. My twat was dripping into my shorts.

I continued to blow my husband and my brother at the same time. Yolanda came around to my back side and gripped my head. She then began to push my face down on the two cocks. She started gently. But after a few easy pushes, my latex-clad friend began to insistently force my head lower and lower. As a result, I swallowed quite a bit more dick meat than I thought possible. 

Yolanda had worked my head about halfway down the dicks when my jaw began to painfully cramp up. I tapped Yolanda's hand and she removed it. I then spit out the two penises in my mouth. 

"Sorry," I said rubbing my jaw. "I just couldn't do anymore."

"No worries, baby," my husband reassured me. "We loved that. Right Jack?"

"Yes, indeed," my brother replied enthusiastically. "I have only seen that done before in pornos. I never thought that a woman would do that for me and another guy. Let alone my sister..."

I smiled despite the pain in my face.

"Baby," Tommy said, looking me in the eye. "I've been thinking. I'd really like to see you fuck, Jack."

"But, he's my brother," I protested. "It's just not right."

"I think we're way beyond that, girl," Yolanda stated. "Enough is enough. Your man wants you to fuck your brother. Do it."

Before I knew what was happening, Tommy had lifted me into his arms, and we were heading for the bedroom. 

"Come on, Jack," he said over his shoulder to his brother.

Jack followed right behind us. I caught a glimpse of him. When he looked into my eyes, I winked at him. He smiled back with a twinkle in his eye. Yolanda followed behind with the camera.

Tommy laid me on the bed. He reached down and pulled off my little shorts, throwing them off to the side of the bed. He then grabbed my calves and delicately parted them, exposing my aching twat to my brother.

"She's all yours, buddy," he said to Jack.

"Thanks, I guess," Jack said somewhat abashedly.

In the interim, Jack's penis had begun to lose its magnificent erection.

"Sorry," he said. "I guess it's the pressure."

"No problem, honey," Yolanda reassured him. "Let me help you."

With that, she bent down and took his flaccid dork in her mouth. Within seconds, Jack's dick was standing tall and proud on its own.

"That's nice, baby," Yolanda said like a mom to her little boy. "Now, go fuck Amy."

Jack moved in between my thighs. He began to root around awkwardly like a teenager getting laid for the first time.

I decided to take matters into my own hands. I reached down and grasped his wand. I then inserted the head into my little oven. I was as slick as I could possibly be. Jack slid in with almost no effort.

"Ahhh," we both said simultaneously. We looked into each other's eyes. There was something more than lust that passed between us.

Jack began to slowly thrust into my wet pussy. It felt so much better than I had assumed. While we gazed at each other, we exchanged sighs and moans as my brother moved his cock in and out of my vagina.

Time stood still. The others in the room vanished for us. It was Jack and I all alone.

I wrapped my ankles around his pelvis while he rode me passionately. His penis seemed to be the perfect fit. After a while, I lost sight of Jack when I threw my head back in ecstasy. I began to moan loudly. 

His passion heightened by my cries, my brother began thrusting into me faster and more forcefully. Jack began grunting.

I held onto him for all I was worth. As I felt my climax nearing I leaned up and kissed my brother on the mouth. Our tongues intertwined while my internal walls crumpled. My orgasm was more intense than any I can remember in a long time. 

Almost simultaneously, Jack shot his load into my cunt with a series of bellows.

It was fantastic.

My brother collapsed on top of me. I lovingly stroked his hair.

"That was so sweet." Yolanda's voice brought us back into the present. Yoli and Tommy were seated on the divan by the window in our bedroom. They held each other tightly. Yolanda's legs were draped across my husband's lap. She still held the camera. Apparently, Yolanda had taking pictures of my brother fucking me the whole time.

Jack and I were somewhat embarrassed by our display. Despite the reassurances we received from Tommy and Yolanda, we felt exposed.

At their insistence, Jack and I exchanged places with the other couple. I sat on my brother's lap. We were then treated to a lusty performance of my husband penetrating my latex-clad friend with great eagerness on the part of both performers. Yolanda and Tommy had apparently become super-aroused while watching Jack and me.

The final act consisted of Tommy throwing Yolanda's sexy legs over one shoulder and forcefully ramming his log into her tight, small cavern. Tommy was considerate enough to ensure that Yolanda's legs were over his shoulder away from Jack and me. In this manner, we had an unobstructed view of this magnificent sight. I took a few photos with the camera that Yolanda had left lying on the divan.

The next thing I knew, I was down on my knees with Jack's engorged cock in my throat. My brother had reloaded while we were watching my husband screw my best friend. When his erection arose, I couldn't stop myself from sucking it. 

As I was facing away from them, giving head to my sibling, I missed Tommy's orgasm. However, I heard the two of them exclaiming in ecstasy. Then the pair fell silent.

At Jack's insistence, we moved on to the bed next to Yolanda and Tommy. I mounted my brother without a moment's thought. Fucking my brother for the second time in an hour, I began sliding up and down on Jack's member while Yolanda caressed my melons. My twat was making loud, squishing noises as I rode Jack's penis like a piston.

The next thing I became aware of was my darling husband's plump cock rubbing against my ass crack as I fucked my brother. I was surprised by how quickly Tommy had become hard again. I guess the sight of my brother and I fucking was incredibly arousing to him.

Yolanda instructed me to stop for a second. I did as I was told. Yolanda bent over and wet Tommy's dinosaur with her mouth. She then guided it into my tight rectum.

When Tommy had the head of his dick in my butt, both men began thrusting -- my husband from the back, and my brother from below.

I was being double penetrated. Once again, I had fantasized about this act, but never dreamed that it would occur. Additionally, in my fantasies, I had always envisioned two faceless men penetrating my ass and pussy at the same time. Here, I had the two men I loved most in the world thrusting their penises into me.

"So, how is it, honey?" Yolanda asked me. Her face was inches from mine.

I was in ecstasy. I couldn't answer her verbally. I merely nodded my head up and down. I had tears of joy in my eyes.

Yolanda leaned in and kissed me fully on the lips. I responded by hungrily sucking her tongue into my mouth. I pulled it in as deeply as possible.

I had my three lovers penetrating me: Tommy in my ass; Jack in my vagina; and Yolanda in my mouth. I saw stars when I came. My body jiggled like Jell-O. I could barely support myself. Yolanda assisted me by holding my shoulders.

After an eternity, the boys finished their business. Tommy filled my rectum with his semen. Jack then shot off in my cunt. I was dripping from both orifices. I had been doubly satisfied by my men.

"Oh, my god," I exclaimed when I had caught my breath. "When can we do this again?"

Jack and Yolanda looked at each other and frowned. Jack spoke up.

"Amy, I have to report back to my unit in two days," he said.



Back From Iraq Ch. 13



Today was my brother's final day before he had to report back for active duty in Colorado. I was determined to give Jack a day to remember for a long time.

Around 11:00, I went over to Yolanda's apartment to pick up Jack. When I arrived there, Yolanda greeted me warmly with a kiss on the lips. The marathon fuck-fest that had taken place the day before was still on all of our minds. 

"Take good care of our boy today," Yolanda instructed in a coy tone. "And don't forget to get him back here for the party in his honor tonight."

"Don't worry," I replied. "I'll return our soldier in one piece." I then added, "But, he may be a little worse for the wear."

"It sounds like you have a nice day planned," Yolanda said, licking her lips. "Before I forget, here is that item we discussed," she said as she handed me a package. 

Jack came into the room and asked what was in the box.

"That's for you to learn later, brother," I said mysteriously. I slipped the box into a shopping bag I had brought with me. I then pulled out a package of my own. "By the way, I have a gift for you, Yolanda," I added as I gave her the box. "Enjoy."

"Thanks, sweetie," she replied. "You know that I may have some company around lunchtime, right?" she asked.

I nodded my head. "It's all good," I reassured her.

Jack had a puzzled look on his face. He opened his mouth to speak.

Before he could ask any questions, I ushered him out of the apartment. We left the building and walked to Jack's car. 

"So, what was all that about?" he finally asked. We got into the car together.

"Just two friends lending each other some toys," I said with a smile. "I lent Yolanda my favorite vibrator. I figured that she had earned it."

"I'll say," Jack replied. "What did you get in return?"

I slid over to his seat in the car and said seductively, "You'll find out later." I then kissed Jack fully on the lips. I slipped my hot tongue into his grateful mouth. He welcomed me and returned the favor.

I whispered into his ear: "I'd like to take your cock out and fuck you silly right here on the street, my sweet brother." I reached down and patted his swelling crotch. "But, I've got better plans for us."

I then reached into my shopping bag and pulled out yet another wrapped package. "This is for you. Don't open it until you report back for duty." I gave Jack a sly grin. "I know you're going to like it."

My brother smiled and kissed me. His hands dropped to my chest and began fondling my full, womanly breasts. He then began kissing his way down my neck toward the opening in my silk blouse. He stuck his tongue into the deep chasm of my cleavage.

"Okay, Jackie. It's time to go now," I said sweetly. "The girls will still be there for you later."

Jack lifted his head from my fabulous rack, and started the car. He had a glazed look in his eyes. I reached over and grabbed his swollen cock through his pants. I held onto my brother in this manner while I directed him across town through traffic.

When we arrived at my favorite lingerie store, Jack shot me an inquiring look.

Removing my hand from his tented pants, I picked up the package that I had given him a short time earlier. I said, "Remember how you told me that as a teenager, you had the habit of stealing my panties from the laundry hamper?"

Jack blushed somewhat and nodded.

"Well," I went on. "I raided my hamper for you today. This box contains all my soiled undies. I want you to enjoy them and to think about your loving sister while you're away on active duty." I then leaned over and pecked him on the cheek.

Jack took the box and shook it. There was the unmistakable sound of frilly garments sliding around inside it. He then asked, "I don't understand, Amy. If you've already given me your underwear, why are we here?" He gestured toward the lingerie boutique.

"Because, silly. I gave you most of my favorite panties. Now, you're going to buy your sister some new underpants." I beamed at him. "Soldier, 'at ease' that hard-on. When you are ready to join me, come on in." I then left him in the car.

I had been shopping in the store for about ten minutes when Jack came into the boutique. He came up behind me and gave me a loving embrace from the rear. I had a handful of panties.

"Just in time," I said. "I need to try them on."

I headed toward the fitting room in the back of the store. I said to the salesgirl, "I'd like to try these on. Is it okay if my husband comes in with me?"

Without hesitation, the attractive, young clerk replied: "Of course."

I grabbed Jack's hand and pulled him with me into the changing room.

"You're wicked," he said. "I wonder how many sins you just committed?"

"I don't care," I stated. "I like fucking you as if you are my husband," I added as I took off my blouse and slipped out of my skirt. "Besides, Tommy is playing 'husband and wife' this afternoon with someone else." I pulled off my tiny panties and handed them to my brother.

"You mean..." Jack asked incredulously. "He's going over to Yolanda's at lunchtime?"

I nodded lasciviously. "Doesn't it make it nicer for us that Tommy likes it when I fuck you?" Jack agreed. I then put on a silky pair of mauve panties with lace embroidery along the edges. 

"You like?" I asked. Jack nodded vigorously. "Well, then, my brother. Take out your phone a snap a picture of me."

"What?" Jack asked incredulously.

"I want you to remember what I look like in the panties that you are buying for me."

Jack seemed to like this concept. He pulled out his camera phone and took several shots of my posing for him in my bra and soon-to-be-acquired panties.

We then spent the next 30 to 40 minutes, repeating the same process. I would change into some new lacy or heart-stopping undergarment. My brother would then take several pictures. I had selected an assortment of thongs, briefs, boy-shorts and other types of panties. All of them were very pretty and they elicited enthusiastic comments from Jack.

Before leaving the changing room, I had Jack pull down his pants and remove his underwear. I bent down and gave his darling penis a kiss before helping him to pull his pants back up. I stuffed his jockey shorts into my purse.

A few minutes later, we emerged from the store. Jack's wallet was somewhat lighter. He carried the bag containing my new purchases in front of the swollen crotch of his pants.

Once in the car, I wasted no time in unfastening his pants and unzipping his fly. His turgid cock sprang out while the car was still parked at the curb. 

"Let's go home," I said looking into his eyes. I then ducked my head and took his raging hard-on into my warm and loving mouth. 

I sucked my brother's throbbing erection all the way back to the apartment I shared with my husband, Tommy. I knew that he was at Yolanda's place playing around with my best friend. I knew Jack and I wouldn't be disturbed all afternoon.

**** Arriving at the apartment, I lifted my head from my brother's hard dick. "Don't put it away," I ordered. "I want you to leave it out." I handed Jack the bag containing my new underwear.

Without argument, Jack got out of the car with the bag positioned in front of his fully exposed hard-on. We then walked down the street the half-block to my apartment hand-in-hand. When we got into the lobby, I reached over and grabbed his naked cock. I then led literally my brother home by his dick.

As soon as we stepped inside the apartment, Jack attacked me. He threw me down on the carpet. He reached under my skirt and ripped off a pair of the new panties he had just purchased for me. 

"I really liked that pair," I said regretfully. "Oh,well. Fuck me, Jack," I commanded.

Without even unfastening his pants, my brother entered my hot cunt with his exposed erection. We both moaned copiously as he plunged in all the way to the hilt. 

Jack slammed into me with all of his might. There was no stopping him. I had teased him beyond the point of reason with my displays in the changing room, and with my slow, sensuous sucks of his dick in the car on the way over.

I met each of Jack's thrusts with a forward movement of my own. Jack's moans took on the urgent tone of a howl, causing my skin to tingle. I also noticed that several growls were coming from my own throat in response to the deep and hard fucking my brother was giving me.

We came together. We held each other as we shook and experienced a series of spasms together. I noticed that I had one hand tightly gripping Jack's hair. The nails on my other hand were dug deeply into the back of Jack's shirt. We were both fully clothed.

We lay inert for several minutes. Jack's body rested on top of mine. Then my brother kissed me passionately. We rolled onto our sides, and continued our loving embrace. I undressed Jack, and he took off my clothing.

"Let's take a bath," I said. Without saying a word, Jack got up, took my hand, and led me to the bathroom.

Tommy and I have a large tub with whirlpool-spa jets. Although it took a while for the tub to fill, Jack and I profited from this opportunity to kiss and caress each other's bodies all over.

In the tub, we soaped and lathered each other thoroughly. I was pleasantly surprised when my brother's beautiful penis became hard again so soon after our intense loving. I spent extra time washing this beloved "member" of my family.

As I was soaping and stroking Jack's proud shark fin, a deliciously wicked thought came to mind. I leaned over. "Jackie, baby," I purred softly. "Would you mind washing me..." I paused and then whispered almost inaudibly into his ear, "...with your cock in my ass?"

"Oh, my god, sis," he stammered. "That's so fucking dirty. I love it. But, how would we do that?"

"Just lie back, baby," I responded, ensuring that Jack's back was reclined against the sloping side of the tub. I then stood up and straddled his engorged arrow with my back to him. 

I lowered myself until my tight, puckered rosebud met the tip of his manhood. Spreading my cheeks, I pushed downward onto my sibling's soapy dick. 

The head of Jack's cock slipped into my rectum with less difficulty than I imagined. I moved up and down slowly, while allowing more and more of his sex into my anal channel. Before long, I was able to sit down fully on my brother's dick.

"Ah, that's nice." I said wiggling my ass with Jack's unit fully within. "How is it for you, sweet-heart?"

"It's fantastic!" Jack exclaimed. "I love your asshole, Amy."

"Apparently, my ass loves you too," I responded, lying back against my brother. "Now, my body isn't going to wash itself."

Jack raised his soapy hands from the water and began, of course, with my massive tits. He lathered and rubbed them until they shined, all the while pulling and kneading my long, wide nipples.

Every once in a while, I would raise and lower my body, thereby maintaining Jack's giant erection in my ass. The sensation was exquisite.

In that manner, my brother gave me a bath with his dick up my ass.

After about 15 minutes, I got up and freed Jack's penis from my anus. I then washed his erect cock, and the two of us emerged from the bath tub. We toweled each other off. I then told my beautiful brother to go to the bedroom.

I went to retrieve the package I had received from Yolanda. I opened it, and brought the parcel into the bedroom.

"Lie back, honey, and spread your legs for me," I told my brother. "I want to do something special for you."

Jack did as I asked. I crawled onto the bed and knelt between his parted thighs. I then began to kiss and lick his swollen scrotum. 

Jack cooed with delight. My tongue then traveled southward. When I reached Jack's soapy-clean butthole, I gave it broad, generous licks with the flat surface of my tongue.

Jack began to issue guttural sounds. "Nobody has ever done that to me, sis," he panted.

I responded by encircling his darling little balloon knot with the tip of my tongue. When I inserted my tongue into his tight spot, he involuntarily lifted his butt cheeks off the bed.

After tongue-fucking my brother's ass for a minute or so, I inserted two fingers into his anal passage. Jack's ass opened wide for me. He was ready.

I then pulled Yolanda's strap-on dildo from the box. As I was fastening the belt around my waist, Jack began to get alarmed.

"What in hell are you doing?" he demanded.

"Relax, baby," I reassured him. "You know how sensitive your butt is. I want to fuck you this time." I stroked the side of his face. "I'll be gentle."

At first, Jack protested. However, I went forward undeterred. I placed a small amount of lube on the tip of the dildo and some on my brother's asshole. I then gently pushed the fake dick into my brother. It slid in with no problem.

"How's that, Jack?" I asked.

"It's weird," he said. "But, it's not unpleasant."

I began to thrust the dildo in and out of his butt. Jack's penis remained hard as iron.

"Stroke your cock for me, brother," I implored.

Jack grabbed his meat and began to work it. All the while, I continued to fuck his tight ass with the strap-on. I was really starting to get off on the act of thrusting a rigid penis into my brother. 

Our pace increased: Jack stroked his cock faster-and-faster. I matched his tempo with the fake cock.

After a few minutes, my brother's volcano erupted. He shot semen all over his flat abdomen. I thrust the dildo all the way into while I came. The mere sight of this activity was enough to bring me off.

I carefully removed the dildo. I offered the rubber beast to my brother's mouth for cleaning, but he refused.

"What a hypocrite," I protested. "You had no problem when Yolanda or I sucked your cock after anal. But now, you won't do it?" 

Jack vigorously shook his head. "No way," he said defiantly.

"Oh, well, I'll give you a pass since you are a war hero," I said. "But someone's got to clean this thing. I can't give it back to Yolanda in this condition."

I put it up to my mouth as if to suck on it. Jack's reached up and grabbed it away. 

"Let's wash it in the sink, Amy," he suggested.

We took a nap. We had some lunch. We got ready for the party.

That night, we had a great send-off for my brother at Yolanda's place. There were numerous toasts made in Jack's honor. Despite the active party, Jack and I managed to slip into the bathroom together for one final quickie.

As Tommy and I were leaving the party, I embraced my brother, holding him tightly. 

"I love you so much," I said. "These past two weeks have changed my life."

"Mine too, sis," Jack said. "I'll miss you so much."

"You have presents to remember me by," I said while thinking about the box of my panties and the photos on his phone. "We also made some great memories. Yolanda will take you to the airport tomorrow."

"Okay, Amy," my brother replied wistfully. "I'll be home on leave again in about six months."

The prospect of this made me tingle.

*

This is the final chapter of this story. Thanks for all of your comments.