1 comments/ 9933 views/ 8 favorites Brother's Girl By: 50shadesofblues Copyright of Dion Seth. Please do not sell, forward or pass on top any other persons. Prologue I pursed my pouty lips and swept my hair up to the side then used my hands to pull back the loose strands and hold it high. I tilted my head then turned it side to side as I looked at my reflection in the mirror from every angle. I sighed. I looked ordinary. It would take a lot to sort out the mess that was I in the four short hours before me. I reached out to wipe away the moisture that was fogging up the mirror before me. My towel started to slip down my huge breasts, so I let lose my damp hair and reached down to jerk it back into place. I was running out of time. Feeling panicky, I whipped of my towel and padded naked into my room. Tossing the damp towel in the for-washing bin I rummaged around my closet searching for something, anything to wear. I was so freaking screwed. Giving up I decided to do my hair first so I dragged out my straightener, plugged it in and snapped it on but it instantly fused. With a shriek, I swiftly pulled it off the wall unplugging it and snapping the switch off in the process. I crossed my hands palm down to clutch at my chest just where my racing heart was and tried to calm down. "You are a clumsy ass," said a deep voice right behind me startling me into shrieking again. He reached out to clamp his hand over my mouth to silence me and at the same time dropped his other hand to grope at my said ass. I tried to wiggle loose enraged at the fright he gave me. But his hold remained firm the only concession to my struggles was that the move the hand that gripped my ass to cup my front instead and haul my ass up against his hardness. My struggled ceased and I panted for more. "I like you all wet for me," he whispered in my ears. I shuddered but responded anyway," I'm not I'm just wet from my shower." He moved the hand that cupped me to slip a finger inside before he said huskily," You looked plenty wet to me." He dipped another finger in and I heard it slushing as it slid in. "So wet for me," he whispered. I moaned and shifted my legs trapping his hand where it was, trying to hold his fingers in and as always wanting more. "Matt..please," Imoanedthe hand clamped over my mouth. The sound came out muffled. "What..what is it? What did you say?" He asked annoyingly not removing his hand away from my mouth. I moaned again in frustration and wiggle my ass trying to get him to release me. My hands both pulled at his trying to remove it from its firm hold over my lips. "Shh..," he said soothingly, "You wouldn't want anyone to know I was here now would you." I tilted my head back to glare up at him be he did not notice his gave was fixed peering over my shoulders at my heaving breasts. I squirmed and wiggled again trying to break loose and my breasts just bounced and bobbed beneath his fascinated gaze. Rap rap rap! I jolted in his clutches as someone pounded at my door, "Anna? Anna! Your mum want's you down for tea." My step- brother Brian called out from the other side of the door. Brian and I were not close. Brian was way older and hotter than I and he never failed to rub that into me at every chance he got. I was always his younger fat step-sister. Fatty is what he called me among other things. I raised pleading eyes up to Matt needing him to release me. I was not sure if the door to my room was even locked. But Matt finally took pity on me and released my lips so I could respond. I urgently started to say," Tell mum...," but my voice trailed off as matt shifted that hand down south to clutch at me heaving mounds. His lips were preoccupied with raining kisses down my neck. Then he did the unthinkable and stuck his tongue into my ear. I let out a pleasurable shriek in reflex and the door knob to my room rattled in response. I almost shirked in fright at that but Matt only laughed at my panic. His husky laugh low and rumbling sending a wave of shivered coursing down my spine. "I'm getting ready. Tell mum I'll be down later," I finally managed to gasp out. "Much later," Matt whispered wickedly in my ear. "I have to get ready and I have nothing to wear," I say plaintively, hearing the footsteps move away from the door on the other side. "Don't wear anything on my account. You already know I prefer you naked at best," he said seriously. I only shook my head at him. I did know that. He took every opportunity he could to get me naked ever since he first had me. He said I was a natural fuck and he loved doing that to me. I had no idea what he meant by that. Matt had been my first but I was not his first so I would hope he knew what he was on about and left it to him. I strut back to my closet knowing he was eyeing my jiggling ass as I went. I made sure to give it an extra bounce with each stride. I was lifted and tossed onto my bed only a few steps on and then Matt was leaping on the bed beside me doing his rough bear growl impersonation. I knew he was about to maul me over and ravage me with his lust filled self so I put on a good show of squealing for my release before happily succumbing to his arduous demands. Afterwards leaving me only fifteen minutes to get ready I sped around applying makeup and throwing on whatever pieces of clothing Matt dished out to me from an intense search through my mess of a closet. Finally, I was ready. Dressed in high heels, a halter neck short black dress, I was ready to party at the New Years' eve all night long rave concert. Chapter 1 "So you're Matt's girlfriend, Anna?" said the older and hunkier version of Matt. They were not very similar in looks. Matt was the blond blue eyes softer version of the brawny Adonis before me. "Yes, I'm Anna. Matt and I have been going out for a while now," I said smiling a friendly grin up him. "I'm Matt's brother Jason in case you were wondering," said Jason but I knew that already. Just then the rowdy crowd jostled me up against him. "This place is crazy. Let's get out of here," he said then without releasing his hold on me he tugged me in closer until I was indecently plastered to him. Till all my curves were flushed against him. I felt myself blush and was glad for the darkness. Then Jason leaned in closer to shout in my ears for the band had started to play again," Follow me." Jason pulled me along till we were close to the fringes of the crowd. We were at the New Year's all night long music fest. Matt had met up with some friends and disappeared into the crowd leaving me with Jason. "So you guys been dating long?" Jason continued his questions as soon as we found a fairly secluded spot. We were still in the crowd but this place was not as lit up and for some reason it was a lot quieter. "Three months now." I replied. "So has he put his cock in your pussy yet?" he asked shocking me into stunned silence. I was slow to react when he suddenly hauled me up against him and turned me so that I was pressed up against the wall. I opened my mouth to protest but he was quick to stick his tongue down my throat and suddenly, I felt the cool air against my chest and knew he had pulled down my top and that my heavy chest was now heaving in the open air. His hands clutched at my large breasts as he continued to kiss me deeply not letting me up for air. I clawed at his back as I started to crave more. I had not expected to feel the onrush of lust as he finally left my lips to kiss and suckle down my neck leaving a trail of love bites along the way. He was busy sucking on my nipples when Matt caught up to us. "Hey, been looking everywhere for you guys. Thank god for the GPS mobile tracker or I'd never of been able to find you in this crowd." Matt did not appear to be perturbed that his brother was even now sucking savagely at my tits like he could not get enough of them. I was gasping so hard in reaction that I could not form a response. Suddenly my skirt was being lifted and an instant later my panties was torn off and flung back into the crowd before I could even gasp Jason's huge penis was being shoved into my pussy. I cried out loud unable to stop myself from the pleasure and pain having been so great. Matt pulled my lips to his as Jason continued to pound his flesh into me. I felt my boobs bounce and shake and knew it drew the eyes of both Jason and Matt for soon both were feasting on a tit each. As Jason's huge cock continued to ram into me I felt myself come undone and screamed out my pleasure just when Jason poured his release into me. My dress was left as it is. Jason merely pulled out of my drenched pussy and righted his own clothes. After a while as Matt continued to fondle me, he pulled me off the wall and onto his cock. Matt pounded in once twice then pulled out to lift me up and thrust me into Jason's arms. Jason wrapped his arms around me and lifted my thighs up and apart from behind me as he faced me to Matt so that Matt could easily access my pussy with his cock. Matt pounded into me while he suckled on my breasts and Jason cushioned the impact behind me by being my buffer to the wall. Soon I was coming again and screamed myself hoarse. Matt shouted out his own release before he pulled out. I was still dazed when I felt a coat cover me and I was lifted into someone's arms. "We will continue this at home," said Jason in my ears. I felt our joint cum dripped down from my pussy and the rough fabric of the coat rub against my sore nipples. I was feeling myself get turned on again so I did not complain when I was seated on Jason's naked cock in the passenger seat while Matt drove us home. I settled in on my perch while Matt threw the car into gear and took off down the road. I was being bounced up and down. I felt his cock slide in and out of me. The delicious friction just made me pant for more. "Easy does it," Jason whispered huskily in my ear. "Take the coat off," Matt demanded as soon as we cleared the brightly lit city streets. With a slight struggle the coat was wrenched away from me. I saw Matt turned his head to stare then he violently jerked his gaze back to face the streets. "Fuck!" Mat bit out viciously and I felt Jason's cock swell even more inside me. Jason started pulling off my clothing and soon I was completely naked and exposed the men's avid gazes. Jason bounced me more vigorously and my heavy chest bobbed up and down uncontrollably. Matt reached out with one hand to grab at my tit and squeeze it. I felt myself start to come. "Oh no you don't you little slut. I want you to hold it in," Jason whispered roughly in my ear causing me to involuntarily drench his cock with my cum. I screamed out my pleasure and received a vicious pinch to my nipples in response. "Fuck! I told you to hold it in," Jason bit out angrily but I only shuddered some more. "We will have to teach her a lesson when we get home," Matt said seriously. I was suddenly roughly shifted to the side and found my face pressed into Matt's crotch. "What the hell?" Matt asked Jason angrily. "She has to be thought a lesson now," said Jason as he roughly reached out to wrench down Matt's zipper before he stuck a hand into his briefs and pulled out Matt's engorged cock. Then when his other hand he pushed my face closer and grabbed Matt's dick to shove it into my mouth. I was quick to take him in and start suckling. We both ignored Matt's groans and curses as he repeated a litany of 'Fuck!' while Jason was arranging me into position. Satisfied with what he had done, Jason started to pump into my pussy again. I felt him ram into me while his hands reached around me to garb at my breasts and pinch at my nipples. I continued with my task and licked and moved my mouth up and down Matt's cock. Matt kept tearing his gaze away from the road in front of him to fix it on the sight of my mouth covering his cock whole and to his brother flexing his ass behind mine. Soon he was jerking his hip upwards as he tried to shove his cock deeper down my mouth. I was being rail-roaded from both ends and felt a climax coming again. Without warning, Matt burst into my mouth and I did my best to swallow all I could. Jason continued to jerk and grunt behind me before he too called out, "Fuck!" and came in me. I passed out from sheer exhaustion and when I came to, Matt's soften cock was being pulled out of my mouth and Jason's out of my pussy. I was shifted in Jason's arm and taken out of the warm car. The cool air sent shivers down my body but not the chill that deep cultured baritone voice produced, "Ah, I see you've brought Anna Simmons to meet me. I am Peter. I am Matt's and Jason's father. I am pleased to meet you." I turned to see a handsome profile of a man in his early-forties. Before I could recover from my shock and embarrassment and say anything, my naked person was shoved into his arms. I was lifted up and against his hard chest bridal style effortlessly. I felt a hand rub and pat my exposed arse and turned quickly to see who the culprit was. I met the amused gaze of Matt. I turned back to face Peter and opened my mouth to ask, "Wha.." but my lips was taken in an open mouthed kiss as he started to move. Peter's tongue pushed into my mouth with a skill that demanded a response I was helpless to deny. I found myself kissing him back avidly. When my mouth was finally released, I found myself on a large bed with Jason and Matt both naked on either side looking down at me with big grins on their faces. They were clearly happy with the situation. Peter reached up to undo his tie as he said seriously, "Let's get acquainted, shall we?" Chapter 2 I stared into the amazing set of eyes that peered so intensely into mine. My mind felt befuddled with all the wild sex I had been having with virtual strangers. But his gaze was magnetic and for this night at least my mind and body was not my own so I offered no murmur of protest as Peter without ceremony ploughed his hard length into me. My soaking wet folds made it easy to swallow up his whole length which was considerable in size. He plunged in hard and to the hilt and alternated with hard and quick choppy jibes. I was in throes of ecstasy only a short while later then I felt my breast being tugged up and about another cock as Matt chose to use my breast to cup his hard length as he started to breast fuck me. I felt my body being shifted and Jason slide beneath me before he thrust himself slowly into my anus. I was now hurting all over from the over huge penis that continued to pound into my drenched pussy, my sore and aching tits and the most painful of all Jason's cock in my ass. I screamed from the pain of it all but it only increased their vigour. The burning sensation in my ass and tits was overwhelming but then Peter reached down to pinch my little nub and an explosion of release came upon me. Now my screams were of pure pleasure. The boys were quick to cum to their own completion after that and their hoarse cries echoed through the room as jets of their cum bathed all over me. My eye lids shut after that and refused to open till morning. Or should I say noon the next day. "Wake up sleepy head. I got to get you home your mum must be pissed and Brian your step brother already called twice. You my dear are in big trouble," said Matt with a wide grin. I blinked rapidly as the glare of the sun hit my eyes. I realised I was facing the open window that overlooked a garden. In the garden were Peter and Jason having tea while Matt sat on the mattress beside me shaking me awake. The events of last night came rushing back to be with sudden clarity. I realised I had been drugged. There was no other reason for my behaviour. I was not the promiscuous kind. Matt had been my very first lover and now thinking back that had happened way too fast as well. I had thought nothing about it than putting it down to one drink to many and then since I had done it with him once I saw no reason not to do it again and when he made the appointment for me to have an IUD birth control inserted in my vagina claiming he did not want to cover his cock with a condom as he needed to feel all of me against him. I had felt so treasured when he said that. But they were all just pretty words. Now I felt like shit. I have been so stupid. No wonder Matt was grinning down at me like a loon. I had been beyond naive. Being plus sized had given me an inferiority complex and Matt had taken advantage of that. Just the idea of him dating me had sent me into a tizzy so when he had actually approached me after class one day and asked me out. I could only gulp and nod stupidly. I was now paying for my stupidity. I had been whore'd out to his whole family. I pushed myself up and tried my best to ignore the many aches and pains. I even had bruises all over my breast and thighs. I'm sure my ass fared no better. The boys had ridden me hard last night. I felt a lingering shiver at the thought of the overwhelming pleasure I had felt last night and purposely stood up quick knowing the aches and pains will make themselves known and I would come to my senses. It worked. All too well. I heard myself groan out loud. "Tsk tsk tsk,' Matt made tsking sounds as he ran his hungry gaze over my naked form admiring, no doubt, the new work of art the bruises produced. "You look like you have been doing some really naughty things," he said mockingly. I felt my whole body suffuse in a red flush from outright anger. I managed to control my rage and take myself to the bathroom to wash up. I was mid-way soaping up when Peter slipped his naked body behind me under the shower spray. "No! Leave me alone," I said feeling disgusted with him, his sons and most importantly, with me. "What leave these alone?" He asked mockingly cupping my massive breasts in his hands I watched it overflow his long skilled fingers and felt myself get turned on again. "No, please," I say pleadingly. "Yes, beg for me." He said before he lowered his lips to urgently claim mine. A moment later after savagely devouring my bruised lips he was battering my backside against the shower walls while ramming his length in me. I screamed and gasped and finally pleaded for release. Then he slipped his hand beneath each thigh and lifted my legs up higher as he continued to slam himself into me. He leaned back so that only my hips were joined to his and watched as his penetration efforts caused my chest to bob all over the place. Finally, he moved to brush his cock at just the right spot in my core and I screamed my release. He let me slide off his cock and onto the wet floor. "You didn't think I would let you leave without a goodbye fuck now did you," Peter said as he turned to face the shower and wash up before me. "I will see you at your classes tomorrow. Don't be late. I punish tardiness. Among other things," he said as he left the shower. "What?" I managed to gasp out still out of breath. "I'm a new teacher at your school. I will be teaching your class English lit," he smiled wickedly as he left the bathroom. Oh my god! I just fucked my teacher. Chapter 3 It was Jason who took me home. We were quiet for most of the way until he pulled over in front of my house. Then I realised I hadn't even told him where I lived. "How do you know where I live?" "I know everything about you. All we need to know. Dad picked you out for us months ago when he saw you sitting by the brook reading during lunch break at school. You turned him on. He came straight up to Matt with an undeniable hard on and told him in no explicit terms to reel you in. So he did. I guess he thought Matt had the softest touch compared to the rest of us and I guess since he shares some classes with you it would have made you more comfortable with him approaching you instead of me. You were of legal age so there was no trouble there. In fact I was sure Matt could have brought you to us a lot sooner but there you have it one selfish younger brother," he said with a wry smile. Brother's Girl I felt a new wave of disgust over my gullibility consume me. I moved to open the door only to him reach out and wrench me up against him. His lips buried themselves in mine for the slowest, longest and most erotic kiss I've ever had and I realised I had only scrapped the tips of the ice berg with them there was so much more I could experience. As if he read my mind, Jason said," You belong to us now. You are ours to take as and when we please. You are not to touch another male unless we say so. Is that clear?" "So I'm good to go at it with a female then?" I questioned snarkily. "Only if you invite us to watch," he said with a wide grin. I turned then to march in without a backward glance. "Anna? Where have you been?" asked my mum urgently. "I..I..um.." "She's been out fucking with that good for nothing Matt," said Brian with a sardonic twist to his lips. "Brian!" Gasped mum reprovingly. Then it was my turn when she turned to gasp my name, "Anna?" She looked at me disbelievingly. I only shook my head feeling tears pour out of my eyes as I ran up to my room. I hated Brian. He was always getting me into trouble. He shouldn't even be living with us anymore. He was Jason's age and at eighteen he could move out and into his own home. His dad who married my mum was dead. Only months after he married my mum and that had happened years back. Mum had inherited another mouth to struggle to feed and I got a pesky bothersome older brother. I threw myself on my bed and sobbed my heart out. How did it all go so wrong? I did not even hear the door to my room open and barely even felt the bed creek under his weight lost as I was in my own grief so when Brian gathered my sobbing body to cradle me in his arms as he sat on my bed. I was too exhausted and far gone in my depressive thoughts so that I didn't quite realise just where his hands were in me but then I heard a wrenching tear of fabric that had me jerking upright. "Hushh...you wouldn't want mum to know now would you," Brian whispered before crashing his lips to mine. His fingers found their way into my folds and he started pumping them roughly into me. I felt an involuntary moan erupt from my lips. I pushed feebly against his shoulders feeling weak beyond reason. He shifted his lips off mine to kiss his way down my neck before he ripped off top. I didn't have a bra on as it had gotten ripped off last night. So my boobs bounced free and into his mouth as he drew them in between his lips and suckled hard on them. A cry of pleasure pain broke out from my lips. Then I heard the zipper to his jeans pull down and before I could move to protest he was pumping into me. Hard and fast thrusts had me panting and my boobs bobbing to the rhythm. His hungry gaze followed their movements. Then I opened my mouth to scream out my pleasure and he crashed his lips back to mine to mute my sounds. He finished off right after. "We must do this again sometime. Now that we have fucked don't be a stranger," Brian said before pulling up his zipper and going out my door I spent that the rest of that week locked in my room pleading with my mum that while I was unwell enough for school I was not unwell enough to require a doctor. But today mum was no longer accepting my excuses. I had to attend the name day ceremony. I was half Greek and today was my dad's name day ceremony. Dad died in a car accident when I was 8 and mum remarried when 1 was 12. The name day ceremony would have all family on my dad's side of the family present and some close family friends. I go every year simply because mum won't let me hear the end of it otherwise. "You will get up and get dressed and be in that car in the next twenty minutes or I'll have Brian break the door down and haul you out," my mum unwitting hit the nail on the head with that one. I was off my bed in a spectacular leap I hadn't known I was capable of before I threw the door open revealing my haggard look for the first time in days. I had kept myself locked away from everyone. It was the only way I knew to protect myself. I would sneak down for food and then back upstairs again when no one was looking. I looked at my mum's instant look of shock and worry as she took in my shitty appearance. "Don't worry I'm not as bad as I look," I say wanting to shelter her as much as I can she already takes on so much for me I don't want to pose a burden. I give her a quick reassuring hug and drew back into the room to hurry and ready myself for the function I was so not looking forward to. I threw open my closet doors and dragged out the very worst and oversized outfit I could find. I had figured over the week of self-imprisonment that the only way to protect myself was to look as unappealing as possible. So I dragged on clothes that were too large for me now and rushed a comb through my hair before I slipped on some flats and rushed out to the car neither looking left or right. I did not even want to look at Brian let alone have to talk to him. Too late to reconsider for I had not expected him to come along with us for he never did in the past, so on reaching the car and spotting a tall male figure in the driver seat I stumbled to an abrupt halt. "Hurry up. Rafe is already waiting," said m mum when she barrelled into me from behind. "Rafe?" "Yes, you remember him. Rafe is Samantha's son and he is in the army. He's been away in Afghanistan for a few years now but has left the army. At least that is what I think he did," mum hurried me into the front seat before she took the seat in the back beside her friend and Rafe's mum. I murmured a quick stiff greeting to both of them but could not bring myself to meet their gazes when I did. I was still overwhelmed in shame. Even after a week I kept replaying all those touches and molestation to my person and it kept me in a little hell of my own creation. I was disgusted over my body's reactions and could not face myself let alone the whole world. So I sat there stiff as a board in my seat and not saying a word in the hour long journey to Aunt Mag's house. Rafe too remained thankfully silent the whole way. "You want to talk about it?" The cool calm query came from my left jerking me out of yet another nightmare of relieving all that sex. I realised I was alone in the car with Rafe and that mum and Sam had left the car and gone in already. I rushed to scramble with my belt feeling unusually clumsy when the cool palm of his hand covered my own. I gasped in outright fear. "You all right?" This time I let my eyes rise to meet the concerned look in his eyes. I saw warmth and immense kindness. I felt my eyes tear in reaction. I wanted to spill the beans to tell him all but I could not. Shaking my head I moved to leave the car but again his hand stops me effortlessly. I turned to see the muscles bunch up under his sleeves and realised I really could not leave unless he let me. A feeling of defeat overcame me and when his hand reached to my lap I had no reaction other than to sit there like a block of wood. But all he did was reach for my phone in my bag and type in his number," Call me if you need help. Don't hesitate." With that he replaced the phone and left the car. I was quick to scramble out after him. Chapter 4 I was the wall paper at the party. Not even the wall flower. A wall paper. A very dull and blank one. I stood there in the corner and kept my gaze averted refusing to meet anyone or talk to anyone or even acknowledge that they existed. In those few days my entire perception of the world was shattered. I was on the brink of spiralling down into the never ending depths of depression. I kept blaming myself and psychoanalysing everything trying to pin point what I had done wrong to have been targeted and made into a sexual victim. I knew what I was subconsciously doing was wrong that I needed help that this was too big for me to handle alone; that I was being overwhelmed by it all but there was nothing else I could do. No one I could speak to. No one who would believe me except my mother and I didn't want to drag her into this mess. A movement at the corner of my eyes caught my attention. My gaze flickered up then away as i met the intense blues of Rafe. I watched him push up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and then he made his way towards me. I looked about frantically trying to think of a place to escape to an abrupt applause resounded around the room. My gaze dashed to the centre of it and there was mum and Sam trying to get Uncle Chris to down an alcohol free punch. Despite the laughter and amusement about me I could not produce even a grimace of a grin. My facial features were still struggling to form this when someone cleared their throat by my side. My gaze whipped back and then up to meet Rafe's. He took one good look at me then grabbed my arm and pulled me along with him. "What the hell is wrong?" He demanded aggressively as soon as he got me to a private corner. I couldn't withhold the whimper that escaped my lips. Then in a torrent of words I couldn't hold back I told the whole sordid tale to Rafe a virtual stranger I remember once secretly admiring years back. I doubt I could ever feel that way for any guy again. Maybe this was how lesbians were formed. I think I must have voiced that wayward thought as well for his black with rage expression suddenly flickered to reflect a glimmer of short-lived humour. "And, you've not spoken to anyone about this?" Rafe questioned angrily. I could only gulp as I nodded my head and inched my way back into the party. I had almost made it before my hand was grabbed and I was whirl around. "You are not going anywhere. You wait here and I will be right back," he said as he strode with angry strides back into the fold of the party to confront..I cringed as I watched...my mother. I watched with dawning horror as my mum and Rafe approached nearer and nearer to me. I realised I could not do it. While I could spill all to Rafe a virtual stranger with kind eyes I could not quite face my own mum when she heard the truth. That would be too painful to watch. To know I would be the one to cause her such pain was something I could not bear. I loved her. I loved her more than me. I turned an imploring look to Rafe silently pleading with him to let it go. To leave my mum out of this. She was the kindest soul on earth and I would not have her belief in the world being as kind as her shattered because of me. I would not do that to her. Shaking my head I turned to dash out of the house ignoring the cries of protest from my mum and Rafe as I ran. I barely reached the end of the block before Rafe caught up to me and wrenched me around to face him. I was heaving and gasping all out of breath while he looked as cool as a cucumber. Then I realised he had let me run on ahead and get this far on purpose. That annoyed me, I was not the fittest person around. Slightest exertion and I panted like a dog. Or bitch. Whatever. I let my annoyance with him show. "You have to tell her. She has a right to know." "No!" I was adamant in not letting her know. He sighed heavily with laden exasperation wiped his open palm down his face. "Alright, but you have to promise me that you will do exactly as I say no questions asked," Rafe said dead earnest. I felt my eyes water. I'd gone and done it again. Will I ever learn not to be so gullible to trust strangers with my darkest secrets? I should have known he would hold it up against me. I lifted my hand to angrily rub away my tears but his rose at the same time and was quicker. He beat me to it and was gently wiping away my tears. I felt more pool in my eyes at his gentleness. "Don't put me in the same category with those fucking assholes. I am on your side. I want to help nothing more. I know what I am asking is difficult but I need you to trust me unconditionally. Can you trust me?" Rafe whispered in slow, gentle soothing tones and I felt myself calm down. I realised did instinctively trust him. Looking back I had not ever trusted Matt in quite this way. Matt had come across risqué with a danger that enticed but Rafe was peace. I knew I couldn't do this alone not without ending up with a slit wrist if not worse. So I slowly but unhesitatingly nodded my head. I didn't yet trust myself to speak without causing a damn if tears to burst open as well. "Good!" He leaned in and rested his forehead against mine as he released a pent up breath. I smiled to note he had been nervous of my response. "Right!" Rafe straightened and turned me to face back the way we came. I groaned at the distance I had to cover on foot. My sides were already in stitches from the run here. I would be a bundle if aches and pains soon. "I have a plan. I also have some friends with the police who will help..." "No! No police," I say cutting in. My mum would hear of it then I was sure. Everyone would hear if it. I just knew I could not face that. "You said you would trust me to handle this you cannot back out now," Rafe reminded me and continued on with his plans without waiting for my response, "First things first, you will have to move in with me." I gasped at that. Chapter 5 My mum was a pushover there was no other way to put it. A flash of charm and she fell head over heels for Rafe placing him right up there with the Gods. She had even helped me pack up some clothing and bundle me in his rustic car. He drove me straight to the cops after that. My heart had been thumping all the way. I was still unsure if it had been a rape. I had after all participated done my part even, I though recalling how I had taken Matt's dick between my lips in the car and later how I had creamed and then creamed again each time they fucked me. Had I really been raped? I wasn't even sure. I had even cum when asshole Brian had taken me. Was I a hopeless slut? These endless questions that had been rushing through my head from the very beginning continued to rattle about my otherwise empty head giving me a headache all the way. I had been silent in the car ride and Rafe had been too but then we were there and he was walking me in to a building filled with cops. For some reason I felt sure I would be arrested if not for anything else then at least for having sex in a public place. I was sure that at least was crime of sorts. I had seen it in the movies when you know the guy and girl did it in the back seat of the car and the cop rattles on the foggy window. "Are you all right?" I jumped at that before I threw Rafe a jerky nod. He stared down at me quizzically before he finally nodded and led me through several doors as if he worked there and sure enough he received several back slaps and well wishes along the way. Then we were there. Behind the door lies my future or lack thereof, I thought to myself ominously. Then Rafe was pushing that door open and the room behind it was to all intents and purpose empty. That was rather anti-climactic. Rafe pulled out a chair and told me to sit at the desk and so I did. Then he excused himself to go handle some paperwork so I simply nodded. I sat there for a long time just waiting, my mind for once surprisingly blank. Then in a bustle of activities the door is pushed open and a female cop walks in carrying with her a pile of paper work. She brusquely introduced herself but I hadn't really been listening and then she proceeded to ask me questions. Mundane uncomplicated questions which I gladly answer. I could do mundane. I could do inane. But then she started on what had to be asked and what I had been undoubtedly dreading. I found myself opening up again, relating all that had occurred without holding back. I even found myself denying that it bad been rape as I did not recall saying no. I looked down at the floor as I related all this ashamed at myself and at what the cop would be thinking about me but then, Rafe's voice broke through my self-deprecation and I jerked my head back up to see him. I hadn't realised he was there as well. I flushed red. "Anna will be staying with me for now so if you have any further questions..," Rafe was saying to the cop as if I had not just spilled my guts and announced myself to be a slut of the first order. But he had only bundled me up in his arms after and given me a quick hug saying that he was proud of me. That had me gaping outright. No one had even said that to me before at least not so that I could recall. That night, I slept safe and secure under Rafe's roof and the next couple of days I had been back at the cops on and off and even visited a psychiatrist and a district attorney. The conversations with all pointed to the same thing, I had to all intents and purposes indicated consent but the DA was willing to pursue matters with Brian but were otherwise unlikely to take on the Preston. That was what led to our hair-brained idea. Chapter 6 My knees were shaking. I stood before my English teacher's office door. I've been equipped with the latest in spyware. I have a button that's' actually a micro camera and audio transmission piece. At the other end is Rafe and what was his team from the police watching and listening in to everything I do. It made me wonder about my trip to the bathroom that due to nervousness was becoming increasingly necessary. I came to school a little earlier hoping to avoid unpleasant eyes and have a look around Peter's office. I reached out to turn the door knob praying it was locked but it wasn't. So I slipped right in and went over to the neat desk. There was nothing on it. I tried the drawers and found it was locked. "What are you doing?" I jumped and looked wildly around. My heart rate pumped up a beat but then I saw that I was alone. It was Rafe in my ear sounding oddly different. I did not reply only turned hurriedly to back out the door but just as I moved to swing it open I heard footsteps right outside and coming closer. There was really no reason to assume that whoever it was was coming here for there were other doors to the left and right of this that led to other teacher's rooms but I was thrown into a tizzy and made for closet door to the side. I pulled it open and saw that it could fit me in and leaped in without a thought. The door clicked shut behind me ominously. I turned about and realised I had full view of the office before me but that I was undeniably locked in. There was no knob to turn on the inside and the door did not budge when I pushed. "Er..Rafe..?" I started to say but just then the door to the office fell open and in stepped Charlotte. I stood there in shocked silence but all Charlotte did was to go and sit by desk and wait. Charlotte was beautiful voluptuous with big eyes and pouting lips but she was not the brightest soul. If I considered myself as dim she didn't register at all. I watched with foreboding expecting the worst as she continued to sit there and just when I thought to call out to her the door to the room flew open again and this time, Peter strode aggressively to the desk. "Good you are on time," he said as he took his place behind the desk. I had a full view of his profile and very nearly barfed in reaction. Flashes of what he did to me ran through my mind rendering me mute and scared at the same time. I watched and listened helplessly as Peter started to berate Charlotte for her stupidity in his class and he was not mincing words here in less than two minutes he had reduced her to a torrent of tears. Then the sadistic bastard tsk tsked sympathetically. In a masterful manoeuvre he had her off her chair and on his lap as he offered her comfort. He murmured soothing words then endearing ones before they abruptly turned lewd. "You have such beautiful breasts I've been yearning to touch them ever since I first saw them. Such round and beautiful orbs. I bet the globes were as soft to touch," he was earnestly saying before suddenly slipping his hands beneath the neckline of her blouse and fondling her tits. Brother's Girl I barely restrained a gasp from the sight. All too soon the door to Peter's room clicked open without ceremony and in marched Jason. "Don't take your hands of her tits on my account," he said and I watched un-amazed knowing how this was going to play out as Peter pretended the look of shock on his face and ignored Charlotte's puny struggles to get his hands,...yes the other hand had joined in to massage her breasts as well...,out of her blouse. "It's only polite to share, she is a delicious morsel," Jason said leaning in to take Charlotte' lips with his. I remembered all too clearly the skill if those lips and could help my own reactions down below. That just increased my self-disgust. I stared as they manipulated Charlotte to their own ends whispering lewd comments along the way. Soon they had her naked between them and were pumping into her from both ends. Jason sat on the chair before the desk with Charlotte on his lap riding his cock while Peter leaned against the desk in front of her fondling her tits while she suckled at his cock. I watched unable to tear my gaze away until they reached completion. Their own heavy breathings thankfully masking my own. Then the door open to admit Matt. Brother's Girlfriend Mary was 23 and had two children from a previous relationship when she started dating my brother, John. She'd become pregnant in high school when she was 16, foolishly married the boy at the insistence of her religious parents and immediately had another baby. The marriage lasted about as long as the second pregnancy, so my brother told me one night. Ever notice how women who have children young snap back into amazing shape? You would never know by looking that her tight, sexy body had ever been pregnant. She had long, dark brown hair and dark eyes; small, pointy breasts that were rarely in a bra, a tight, sexy ass and a walk that almost moaned, "Fuck me." As hot as she might have been, I didn't really like or trust Mary all that much. I had the feeling she was looking for a meal ticket in my brother...which might be part of the reason I let myself do any of what I'm about to relate. One Saturday afternoon I was hanging out with my brother and Mary when the phone rang. It was some band whose drummer disappeared, looking to have John sit in with them on short notice. Never one to turn down a gig, John grabbed his stick bag and split, leaving Mary and me to watch the movie we'd rented. I pulled out my bag of BC Hydro (easily among the finest marijuana grown anywhere on this planet) and twisted up a fat spliff while Mary poured us a couple of drinks and popped the disc in the DVD player. As she bent over to insert the disc I couldn't help but stare at her perfect ass - that inverted heart, parting where the denim covered her pussy She shifted her weight from one foot to the other and I audibly sighed, causing her to look in my direction and catch me checking out her butt. Mary grinned at me, "See anything you like?" "You have a great ass, Mary," I answered honestly, "Can't blame a guy for looking...especially when he hasn't been laid in over a month." That was true. I'd just started seeing someone new after the end of a relationship, but we hadn't had sex yet and I was feeling it. Mary sat on the sofa directly across from my chair. "Don't you worry about looking. I've had two kids...when a good looking man checks out my ass I take it as a compliment. You know the saying," she winked, "you can look, but you can't touch." I passed her the joint and she took a deep pull. "Oh, I can touch, Mary. I'll be touching later when I get home. That's the extent of my sex life these days," I laughed. "Thank God for opposable thumbs!" Mary exhaled and grinned. "No kidding. At least I've got some toys to play with!" This conversation was quickly becoming interesting. Mary and I had never really had any private conversations, nor had there ever been any flirting between us...but here we were frankly discussing my solitary sex life and that she has some toys for her solo pleasure. I joked that my little brother must not be keeping her happy if her toys were getting a regular workout, to which she quite seriously replied that no matter how much sex she got, she would still masturbate at least once a day. As she took a drink, she ran the tip of her tongue across her upper lip. The sight of her pointy, pink tongue snaking over he lips made me gasp. "What?" Mary asked. "Do that again...lick your lips," I whispered. Mary grinned and slowly ran her tongue over her lips, winking at me as she did it. My hand squeezed my cock through my pants and I groaned. "Fuck, Mary...you're giving me lots to think about." Mary slid one hand over her belly and cupped her breast, licking her lips again. "You're not the only one who has things to think about," she grinned, as her eyes obviously stared at the large bulge in my pants. We had a few drinks and smoked the rest of the joint, the movie was pretty bad so we continued to chat a bit as we watched. Some of the conversation was just normal stuff, but both of us seemed to be directing the conversation - through jokes or innuendo - back to sex. I asked her what sort of toys she had - a dildo and small vibrator; she asked me if I looked at magazines when I masturbated - sometimes, or I read erotic stories online. I asked her how often she made herself cum - at least once a day, once 9 times "but I was young and really pushed myself,'" she laughed; she asked me the same question - same answer, except my personal best is a mere 5 in one day, "I was young and pushed myself." She grinned. This conversation was beginning to make my cock twitch inside my pants. I could feel it lengthening along the inside of my thigh and wondered if Mary could see the effect this was having on me. I wondered if it might be turning her on and let my eyes slide down over her t-shirt where I was almost sure I could see her nipples swelling. When I mentioned reading stories online to her she asked if I ever had cyber sex. I admitted to her that I had, which really piqued her curiosity. Mary didn't have a computer at home and her online experience was limited to sending and receiving email at work. She asked me how I could possibly sit in front of a computer and jerk off. How do you explain to someone who has never chatted what it's like to share fantasies online? I asked her if she had ever had phone sex. Her eyes sparkled when she admitted that she had, so I told her that it's the same thing...just text instead of talk. She seemed to like that answer. But I was curious...who are you having phone sex with? My brother? "No," she whispered. All of the sudden she looked embarrassed and a bit unsure, I could feel it. "Relax, Mary," I said, "phone sex isn't fucking around...it's just fantasy. I'm not gonna tell John." Mary grinned, obviously relieved. She had been honest in the moment about having phone sex without even considering that she might be revealing an "indiscretion" to her boyfriend's brother. She told me that she occasionally phoned one of those chat lines that are free for women. If she found someone who seemed fun, she would masturbate with them. I asked if she liked having phone sex with total strangers. Her grin became bigger and she almost moaned, "I cum SO hard!" By now my cock was throbbing in my pants almost painfully. I reached down to adjust myself and couldn't help giving my long, thick shaft a squeeze and a stroke. Mary's eyes never left my hand the entire time and I swear I saw her nipples become fully erect in that heartbeat. "I'd like to have phone sex with you right now, Mary," I half joked. "If it weren't for your brother I'd do it because my pussy's so wet right now I can barely sit here," Mary whispered, her eyes locked on the bulge in my pants, "but there's a big difference between some stranger on the phone and you here right now. I can't do ANYTHING with you, I'm dating your brother!" Her words made my cock throb inside my pants and I could tell from her eyes that she saw the head of my erection twitching under the denim. I reached down and began to stroke my cock through the fabric, running my fingers along my aching shaft and squeezing my balls gently. "I don't care if you are dating my brother, Mary," I said, "I'm so hard all I want to do is take my cock out and masturbate. Knowing you're wet just means I'll cum that much faster." I could tell by the look on her face she was totally torn. Part of her was incredibly aroused and wanted to keep going, the other part of her was completely unsure about doing anything with her boyfriend's brother. Sometimes you can just feel what someone is thinking...and Mary was sitting there wishing I was a stranger. As her hand slipped between her thighs to press against her denim covered pussy, she breathed, "I want to...if only you weren't John's brother." I crossed the floor to where Mary was sitting. It was a mistake...my immediate closeness made it all too real for her and she sat up. "No. We can't...I can't do this to John. You have to go." Mary stood and pulled my arm - not hard, but enough to let me know she wasn't going to negotiate. I apologised for making her feel uncomfortable and she quite sincerely told me, "Don't give it another thought. We were both turned on and almost did something silly. No harm, no foul, but you should go." My place was only two blocks away, so I was home in a matter of minutes. I wanted to speak to Mary and make sure everything was cool, so I picked up the phone and called. She answered immediately and I said, "Mary, it's me...I just wanted to call and make sure there's no major problem about what just happened." Mary was a little breathless, "No...no problem at all. Honest. I'm just on the other line." In a flash I knew...as soon as I left Mary got on the phone and called the chat line. I asked her if that was the case. She hesitated and admitted that she was, indeed, chatting with a man on the other line. My cock was instantly hard. "Oh fuck, Mary, that turns me on. Are you masturbating right now?" "(pause) Yes. I am. I wanted to when you were here, but I couldn't." "I have to stroke my cock. You're driving me crazy!" I asked her to describe exactly what she was doing. "I'm lying on the sofa with my pants around my ankles and my thong pulled to one side. You wouldn't believe how fucking wet it was when you walked out that door. I'm soaked! My legs are bent and my knees are spread wide open. I have two fingers sliding in and out of my pussy while my thumb is circling my clit. I'm so fucking horny. Are you touching your cock?" My cock was throbbing as my right hand stroked back and forth over the top half, thumb and middle finger touching to perfectly encircle the ridge on each up stroke. "Fuck yes! I'm so hot, Mary. Your sexy body...that ass...telling me that you love masturbating. You don't know how close you came to having me rip your clothes off and fuck you. I'm stroking my cock right now, imagining you watching me. Would you like to watch me jerk off for you?" Mary groaned. I could almost feel her pussy spasm through the phone line. "God, yes! That would turn me on so fucking much. Are you really stroking your cock? Did I really turn you on that much? I am so fucking horny...I'm dripping...I want to cum so bad. Stroke your hard cock for me...mmmmm...cum for me...cum on me...." Mary's moans were becoming more intense, her breathing shallow, fast and raspy. This woman was about to give herself a major orgasm. "My cock is so hard for you, Mary. I'm dripping precum all over my hand thinking about fucking you. I want to cum all over you like the hot slut you are...turn you on your hands and knees and fuck you hard from behind..." "Yes! I'm a slut! Fuck me, cum on me, make me rub my clit for you...I'm rubbing my clit...I'm rubbing my clit...so wet...gonna cum...fuck...gonna cum...aaah...fuck...yes...yesss..yesyes....fuck AAAAAAAAAA My God fuck me...." Mary exploded into vulgar incoherent moans and gasps, cumming harder and louder than any woman I had ever heard. The sound of her pleasure triggered my own orgasm and thick, hot ropes of semen jetted across my belly and chest, the last of it coating my fingers as I milked the final drops from my semi-hard cock. Mary spoke first. "I can't believe we did that." I could hear the worry in her voice, so I tried to be reassuring. "Mary...it was fun, no one got hurt. A bit of fantasy between consenting adults. I don't know about you, but I just came harder than I have in years." "My God, me too!" Marry breathed, "I came SO hard. I literally had little sparkly lights in front of my eyes!" We talked for a few more minutes, both agreeing that it was a lot of fun but probably not something we should do again. I agreed with her, but I knew I would soon find out if she really didn't want to do it again or if she was working hard to appear a bit more proper than her wet pussy wanted her to be. To be continued... Feedback, critique, praise, offers, threats, personal photos, cash...all welcome. If you enjoyed the foregoing, drop me a quick note. If you didn't, tell me why. Brother's Girlfriend Ch. 2 Mary and I didn't speak again for a few days afterwards. As hot as it was having phone sex with her, she was still my younger brother's girlfriend. A little flirting had gotten out of hand and we had agreed that it shouldn't happen again.. Fun is fun, but some things are just not kosher, right? Neither of us wanted to hurt John...but (and of course) hot phone sex is just the sort of thing to make one want more, isn't it? I stopped in looking for John. Looking back I probably knew he wouldn't be there, but one lies to oneself where one can. Mary offered me a cup of coffee and I sat down at the kitchen table. As she prepped the coffee machine I let my eyes slide over that totally perfect ass. There's no way to describe it - inverted heart...soft, firm, perfection...Christ, to see that ass made you certain why God put denim in the hands of Levi Strauss. I felt a tingle in my balls as my cock started to harden, imagining Mary with her jeans around her ankles, masturbating for me on the phone...imagining that ass kneeling before me as I fucked my brother's hot girlfriend. I gently squeezed my cock through my pants beneath the table. Everyone is psychic. You know it's true as well as I do. When someone is staring at your ass and thinking, "I want to swallow you whole," you can FEEL it. Mary caught me checking out her butt. She smiled, as if pleased at the power she knew she wielded over men just by shifting her hips. "I've been feeling bad about what happened the other day," she said quietly. "Don't feel bad about it, Mary," I replied, "We had this discussion. A little fantasy fun between consenting adults. Doesn't have to happen again." Mary brought the coffee to the table and sat across from me. "I know," she said, looking me straight in the eye, "and it WAS fun, wasn't it?" "You want the truth?" I asked. Mary nodded. I knew I was going to tell her a little more than she was expecting, so I spoke quietly. "It was the best sex I've had in years. I would hate for you to feel bad about that moment we shared. The truth is, I've been thinking about it ever since. The truth is....whenever I think about talking to you on the phone, I get so hard it hurts." I looked up. Mary's pupils were the size of dinner plates and her breathing was noticeably shallow. I lowered my voice to almost a whisper. "I want to do it again. In fact, Mary, I'm throbbing hard right now." Mary's mouth opened in surprise, "Are you really?" I slid my chair back and stood up. My cock had been pressed against my thigh while I was sitting, but as I rose from the chair I was SO hard it angled over across my thigh behind my right pocket, lifting the entire right side of the front of pants into a massive tent. Mary exhaled and I saw her nipples swell dramatically. I want to say that again - dramatically. I'm a huge fan of nipples. Truth be told, I prefer smaller breasts - have always found big ones to be simply...floppy. But breast size notwithstanding, nipples are the thing. Sensitive nipples. I love women with responsive, sensitive nipples and Mary's were, as I said, dramatic. She was only wearing a light tee shirt, so I was already aware that she was not wearing a bra. But when she saw my cock bulging inside my pants, I swear her nipples swelled visibly...I mean, I watched them swell...they began growing, puffing, swelling...call it whatever you want...and in the span of four seconds sand-dollar size areolas were standing out from Mary's small, firm breasts with eraser point nipples tilted skyward against the fabric. I began stroking my cock through my pants right in front of her. I knew she was wet and I had a good idea what she liked. "This is what I was doing the other day, Mary, when I was hot for you - stroking my cock just like this. Does that turn you on?" "Fuck, YES!" Mary breathed, "but we can't do this. I already feel guilty about what we did. I'm dating your brother!" "What's the difference between having phone sex with a stranger and having phone sex with me? It's just fantasy, Mary." I kept stroking my cock through my pants and Mary's eyes never left my crotch. I noticed her pressing her thighs together and rocking on the chair slightly. "Do you want to see my cock, Mary? I'll take it out and show it to you if you want to see it." Mary didn't say a word, but the catch in her breathing answered my question. I reached down and pulled open the button, slid down the zipper and hooked my thumbs in the waist of my jeans. "Mary, tell me what you want." Her eyes flicked up to mine. I could see the heat. "I want to see your cock. Please show me." I slid my pants down over my hips, slowly, inch by inch revealing the shaft. As the material passed the head, my cock lifted away from my thigh. Slightly over seven inches, curving up when hard and fairly thick - not gonna win any contests, but I'm happy with it and so, apparently, was Mary. She leaned forward in her chair and whispered, "Nice cock!" A drop of precum had formed at the tip, which I touched with my finger and rubbed over the head. "Glad you like it," I grinned, "Mary...are you wet?" "Fucking soaked. If I stand up I bet there's a wet spot right through my jeans. Show me how you stroke it. Please? I mean...fuck...please!" I began lightly trailing my fingers up and down my shaft. Mary moaned, spread her thighs wide apart and rocked forward in her chair as she jammed her hand into her crotch. "This isn't fair!" Mary whined, "You're driving me crazy!" "You're right...it isn't fair. I'm standing here showing you my cock. I should get to see something, too. I like stroking my cock for you, Mary...let me see your tits. Show me," I half begged and half ordered. Mary's left hand dropped to the bottom of her tee shirt and wasted no time there. She didn't slowly reveal her breasts to me, she simply evened the score immediately by yanking her shirt off over her head. Damn! Her tits were amazing. Champagne glass breasts, with swollen pink areolas and hard little nipples. Her left hand began tweaking, pulling and pinching her nipples, bringing little jolts of pleasure which literally trembled through her body. Seeing this wanton display of arousal made my cock ooze precum as my fingers traced my length. "If you weren't John's brother I'd fuck you right now," Mary groaned as she jammed one hand inside her jeans. "Do you want me to finger my pussy for you while you stroke your cock for me? Is that what you want? Do you want to see my dripping wet pussy creaming for you?" "YESSSS!" I moaned, "Fuck, yes! Masturbate for me, Mary. Right here...in front of me. Show me your wet pussy, I want to see how hot you get when you look at my cock. I've been doing this for the past few days, Mary. Stroking my cock and thinking about you fingering your hot slit." Mary stood and almost leapt out of her pants, dropping back into her chair with one heel on the seat, her other leg splayed out at an angle exposing her sweet pussy to my hungry eyes. I moved closer and began to stroke my cock just inches from her face, which caused her to moan and slide her tongue over her lips. Then, as my hand began to pick up speed, Mary brought her fingers from her pussy and slid them into my mouth as she leaned forward and kissed the head of my cock. Mary looked up at me. Damn! Those hooded, almost sleepy eyes...filled with lust and lit by desire. "Do you want me to suck it? Would you like to feel my hot mouth swallowing your hot cock?" I could only groan. Mary leaned forward and let the head of my cock push her soft lips open. The tip of her tongue tickling over the head seeking drops of precum. Then, with her agile tongue stroking, flicking and cradling the underside of my cock along every millimetre, she slowly took me deeper. She would take an inch and half, then back off an inch - more flicking. Take another inch and a half, then back off another inch...slow, tortuous, incredible...bobbing slowly, licking as if I were made of sugar, moaning with every taste of precum. I felt the head of my cock press against the back of her throat. She bobbed a few times, letting me feel the obstruction of her tight throat, each time making little whimpering noises on the soft impact. I felt her pushing harder, trying to deep throat me. My breathing caught as I moaned in pleasure. Mary backed off, still stroking my slippery, wet cock with her hand even as she fingered her swollen pussy. "I need you to help me...I can't take it all by myself," Mary breathed, "You have to push me down on it." My cock throbbed so hard I thought I might pass out. She took my hands and placed them on the back of her head. "When you feel the back of my throat," she whispered, "press down gently on the back of my head and thrust your hips forward - not too hard, but I want your cock all the way down my throat." She opened her mouth again and engulfed my aching cock. Slowly bobbing, working her way down my shaft until I could feel her throat again...that soft impact at the bottom of every stroke. She slowed her rhythm, pausing a little longer on the end of each stroke...pushing a little harder. She made a sound around my cock...sort of a moan, but with a rising interrogative. When the head again pressed against the back of her throat, I pressed my hands against the back of her head...increasing pressure just enough to make it impossible for her to pull back...and pushed my hips forward gently but firmly. I felt the head of my cock 'bend' the wrong way a bit, making me even harder, stiffer, as I slid into Mary's pulsing throat. Pulling her nose to my belly, my hands on the back of her head, I felt my entire cock slide into her throat. She began almost whimpering in pleasure, fighting her gag reflex and savagely fingering her clit all at once. After a few seconds I felt her try to pull back, but I increased the pressure with my hands, flexing my cock in her throat. She pulled harder, unable to breath, as I pushed my hips slightly burying myself in her throat. Mary slapped my thigh, desperate for a breath. I removed my hands from her head as she pulled back quickly, gasping for breath. And then she came. As soon as that first gasp of air rushed into her lungs, Mary screamed and began shaking, her face pressed against my cock and balls, tongue licking at me, fingers pressed hard against her clit as she literally gushed pussy juice all over her fingers and the chair. "Oh God! Fuck! I'm cumming...fuck...oh fuck me...yes, yes....cumming...." Mary's orgasm ripped through her. My cock was dripping precum - having been so deep in her throat, seeing her intense pleasure at swallowing my thick cock had me right on the edge. Mary took my cock back in her mouth and began to suck me savagely, stopping to stroke me so she could tell me, "Cum! I want to see you cum. Show me your hot cum shooting out of your big cock. I want it! I want your cum, lover...spray me...shoot it all over me!" Back into her hot, sucking mouth...tongue flicking and milking, pleading for my load. I felt my balls pull up and my cock begin to swell. Mary felt it, too, and began to moan around my cock. Her eagerness...Christ!...what a turn on! My cock began to pulse, twitch...the pressure was almost unbearable. As my cock began hitting the back of Mary's throat again I exploded. The first hot jet I literally felt impacting against the roof of her mouth...I could feel the force of the shot. Mary pulled back off my cock, swallowing that first shot and continuing to jerk my cock with her right hand and massage my balls with her left. "That's it, baby...give me all your cum. I want it," Mary moaned, stroking my pulsing shaft. Cum was spraying over her face, lips, throat, tits, sliding down her belly and she kept stroking. "Oh yeah, lover, drench me with your hot cum, mark me, coat me with it!" After five or six solid spurts of cum, Mary's hand was slippery with me, her face and breasts were spattered with my cream. I reached down scooped a large drop of my load from her cheek and brought my finger to her mouth. Mary sucked it in and ran her tongue around my finger before swallowing and letting me feel her suck my cum down her throat. "Fuck, that was HOT!" Mary grinned at me, "That's twice you've made me cum harder than I ever have before and you didn't even touch my pussy!" I tucked my cock back into my pants and zipped up as Mary pulled her jeans back on. I reached out to caress one of those perfect breasts. As my fingers brushed the nipple, Mary groaned and slumped into my arms. "Fuck...that feels so good," Mary breathed. "Sensitive nipples?" I asked. "Unbelievable," Mary whispered into my ear, "Sometimes I can cut just from having them sucked and bitten." My cock twitched in my pants. Mary noticed and reached down to stroke me through the denim. "You like my nipples?" Mary asked. I just smiled and pinched a little harder, making her gasp. We heard a truck pull into the drive. My brother arriving home. Mary grabbed her tee shirt and headed for the bedroom to make herself presentable. As she disappeared around the corner she paused, cupped her breast and flicked her fingertip across the nipple. Running her tongue over her lips, she smiled and whispered, "Our secret? I smiled and nodded. To be continued... Comments, criticism, flak, praise, offers, cash, gifts, propositions, requests...all welcome. If you enjoyed the foregoing, please drop me a note. If you didn't, please let me know why. Brother's Girlfriend Seduces Me It had been a long week working and going to school. I had been so busy I barely had time for my family, I don't even remember the last time I saw my older brother. I decided I would take the weekend off from work and go spend some time at my brother's apartment. He had recently moved in with his girlfriend of over a year. It was the perfect setup, about an hour away from me and it had a spare bedroom and bathroom for me to stay in. When I arrived my brother was taking a nap since he himself had a long week at work. So I spent some time catching up with his girlfriend. I started noticing how attractive she was. She was closer in my age to his at 22. Long dark hair and dark eyes, she had a good figure, not perfect but still sexy. After about an hour of talking and finding out from her they were having some internal issues he woke up. Throughout the rest of the afternoon we all just hung out watching tv and relaxing when I heard the two of the starting to argue in the other room. She was upset because I came to spend time with him and he was doing stuff for work on his computer. It was a little strange to me because she seemed to mind more than I did. Before we left for dinner me and her did a few shots of tequila to get ready for the night ahead. She was wearing a short dress with a pair of fuck me 4 inch heels. She looked stunning. It was almost as if she was trying to impress someone. Since my brother really wasn't drinking it had to be my attention she was after. The three of us all went out to dinner to an Italian restaurant before heading downtown. There were bars, clubs, and restaurants. Since my brother still wasn't feeling good he was our designated driver. We went bar hopping getting drinks at each place. With each drink she seemed to look at me more and more. I kept noticing her looking at me all night long. I think that was her intention. At one of the bars they had live music and after yet another round of drink me and her started to dance while my brother sat at the bar moping. It was a very flirtatious form of dancing. Her red fingernails were all over me and I started to get an erection. I quickly excused myself to the bathroom to put it away. Not too much longer after that we decided that it was time to head back. Of course it was her idea... As soon as we arrived home my brother passed out and went to bed. Me and her stayed up for another hour or so talking and drinking more. At about 2 in the morning we finally decided it was time for bed. She gave me a hug goodnight and a kiss on the cheek but right as she pulled away her hand grazed across my crotch. I didn't think too much of it and went to get ready for bed. About 10 minutes later I was laying in bed with the lights off when the door creaked slightly. I was startled and I could see that it was his girlfriend wearing just a tshirt. She slowly tiptoed on her bare feet towards the bed where I was laying fully naked. She climbed into the bed with me and started kissing me and I could still taste the tequila on her lips. She told me ever since this afternoon she was planning how this would happen. She was straddling me and I could feel the warmth from between her legs. She didn't have any panties on. She started grinding herself as we kissed deeply. I pulled away for a second to ask if she was sure she wanted to do this. Judging by how incredibly wet her pussy was the answer was a resounding yes. It took a minute but my cock got hard and I could feel her wetness all over me. She told me she wished she could have starting fucking my hard cock on the dance floor earlier. That's when I realized how bad she wanted to fuck me. I told her we needed a condom but she assured me that she was on the pill and she wanted to feel me all natural inside of her. She slipped my hard cock inside of her and I had never felt something so amazing before. Here I was having sex bareback with my brothers girlfriend. She snuck into my room just to fuck me and I couldn't have been more shocked or happy it was happening. She rode me so hard I knew I was going to cum soon. All I could think about is how this came about and what my brother would do if he found out. My cock had a mind of its own though and given how wet her pussy was and the taboo of the situation I was going to explode any second. I gave her the warning but she just kept on going. She picked up her pace since she was about to cum. I knew I was about to unload and took her tongue and intertwined it with mine and I shot spurt after spurt of my hot milky cum into her cheating pussy. She was still shaking from her own orgasm. We both moaned in ecstasy. She than quickly got up with my seed still leaking from her and closed my door behind her. The next morning we both pretended as if nothing ever happened and our goodbye was just a hug and see you later. Hopefully next time she sneaks into my room again.