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Oh Brother

By: HuzyrDdy



Well, it all started when my brother got engaged.. i don't know why but i've always disliked Ashley (my brothers fiancée.) probably because she's around my age and my brothers like five years older than me, he's got freckles, and he's this big, lanky, pot bellied mooch.

Come to think of it i've never really liked him either, he's just a half-brother and we've never gotten along. But Ashley is so out of his league!! She's nineteen, long blonde hair that reaches the middle of her back, she has dark roots and i've heard people make fun of them, but they turn me the fuck on. She's got these crazy blue eyes, she's got this way of walking.. she has like perfect posture, and she makes it look so sexy.

Anyway, one night when i was out with some friends, we were at some club when one of my friends says that he thought he saw Ashley and Matt on the other side of the club, "so what, fuck them." Those two are the last thing i wanted to hear about when i'm drunk and a little stoned trying to have a good time. We were about to head out when i saw them going at it, and noticed that it wasn't my brother she was all over, just some guy.. our eyes met for just a second and she had this shocked "Oh Fuck" look on her face. I didn't want to deal with any of this tonight, so we just took off. I wasn't sure exactly what had just happened, was i supposed to tell someone or not or what?

I figured i wouldn't tell anyone shit, after all i hate my half brother, and he hates me, which means no one would believe me anyway, And so there i was, drunk as shit, playing Tomb Raider in my room, repeatedly getting my ass kicked while not even thinking about the game. And i can't help notice that i've got a huge hard on. seeing the way she was moving around on that guy, she was sitting on his lap, grinding back and forth while she shoved her tongue down his throat. Damn, she's got a great body... i started beating off like crazy, and was just about to cum when i heard a knock on my door. It was Ashley "hey, what are you up to? i saw you at the club."

I wanted to get off that subject quickly "i'm just playing this game.."

"ooh, what is it?" she sat down and started watching me play, and tried to seem like she was into it. Now i knew that my parents were asleep, and that my brother wouldn't be home for about four more hours, and with the shit that was running through my head about her i couldn't help it that my dick was rock hard, i was on the edge of my bed, and she was sitting by me but on the floor, my knee would bump up against her from time to time, but sometimes it would be her bumping into me. "You know, that's the first time i've ever done anything like that" ..I didn't know exactly what to say.."

"it doesn't matter, i wont say anything."

"..thank you." and with that she put her arm on my leg like you would around your girlfriends shoulder, and after a couple of minutes i couldn't help myself, i decided to make a move, if she didn't like it what was she gonna do, tell everyone that i hit on her? Some guys would kill for the kind of ammo i had. so i just decided to go for it (well, me and the drugs.) I ran my hand through her hair and tilted her head back.. "you're so fucking sexy." and with a panting, eager voice she goes "yeah? so what are you gonna do, huh?" so i pull her up and we stand up flailing around like crazy grabbing each other, i pulled off her top and bra.. i couldn't believe this, my sister-to-be had her tits in my face, and was working on my zipper!!!

She hit the carpet and started sucking my dick, no slow soft shit, she sucked the hell out of it! In and out, in and out she kept taking my dick and making little noises, " i want you to fuck my pussy, right here baby, on your bed." I turned her over and pulled her pants down mid-thigh, i was rubbing her tits and kissing all over her back. and then shoved my prick all the way inside her wet pussy. "Ohh..fuck..fuck yeah, baby fuck that pussy.. come on...fuck it!!" i could feel her vaginal muscles squeezing my dick for cum. she was getting kind of loud but neither of us really cared, she just kept ramming her ass on me as i rammed my dick into her faster and faster until i felt her tighten up and shake a little, she came all over me..

"Oh God... uuhhh..y..yeah....aaagghhh!!" i kept fuckin' her, naughty sounds cumming from her wet pussy. i was about to explode. "get up, turn around." she grabbed my dick and jackhammered it until i came in her mouth and on her face. it felt so fuckin' good to shoot a load on my new sister's pretty little face. we layed in bed for a while, and she sucked my dick clean. No one's ever found out about it, and i can't count the times i've fucked her now. I knew that big brother wouldn't be good for nothing his whole life.

Oh Brother



I guess most people experience flat periods in their lives, times when they seem to be treading water while the rest of the world is whirling by, and I was in one of those periods now. 36 years old, happily married for 15 years and raising two kids, a solid home in a fairly affluent neighborhood and a well paid .. if somewhat boring ... job. Even the children seemed to be in that backwater period ... Past the brat stage, but not yet into the terrible teen syndrome. All in all, a life that was predictable and unchallenging ... until the phone call from my brother!

Jeremy had been an unexpected and belated addition to the family when mom and dad were in their early 50’s. He was ten years younger than me, so we hadn’t exactly been close as children. I guess that made his call even more surprising, containing as it did an invitation to visit with him and his wife for the weekend. I was away at College before Jeremy was really old enough to know what was going on in the world, and never really returned ... getting married not long after graduating and settling in a town quite a distance from home, so we had seen little of each other apart from the occasional family get together. Jane and I had attended his wedding some three years ago, but that was the last time I’d seen him.

I sat in my office after his phone call trying to picture his wife Louise ... it was difficult to get a clear picture, weddings are such tumultuous occasions, where everyone is dressed up in stiff and unfamiliar clothes, and act accordingly, but I did recall dancing with her at the reception and admiring the long satin dress she’d chosen for the occasion, a dress that clung to her body and outlined her physical charms enough to know that Jeremy was a very lucky man. But then, so was I, Jane ... my wife ... had been stunning when I met her, and still turned heads every time she walked into a room, so it was little wonder that I had difficulty putting face and features to Jeremy’s wife!

The call itself had been a little strange too, telling me that he had a difficult personal problem to deal with and the only person he and Louise could think of that might be able to help was me. Of course I felt a little flattered by that, but the idea of flying half way across the country for the weekend didn’t appeal much, and I wasn’t sure if Jane could get out of her commitments or if we could make suitable arrangements for the kids, so I told Jeremy I’d have to think about it and get back to him later that evening. He sighed, but accepted that, and I told him not to worry, I was sure everything would work out for the best ... amazing the trite things we say in situations like that!

When I got home from work I immediately told Jane about the call, and was surprised when she insisted that I go ... particularly when she indicated that she wouldn’t be able to come along herself, but was sure that wasn’t important as obviously it was me they needed the help from. Sometimes the logic of the female mind escapes me! I thought back to the times when Jane had been upset at any suggestion of me going off for a weekend fishing trip with some male friends, she used to say, “We’re a couple, we should always be together, sharing the fun times as well as the difficult times”, I couldn’t argue with that, so had always opted out of the trips, yet here she was, virtually insisting that I go away for a weekend on my own. I even tried her own lines on her, but she just grinned and said, “Don’t be silly, darling, this is different, this is family, and they need you, have you ever known Jeremy to ask you for help before? ... I shook my head ... so, it must be important, and you must go, ring and book your flight, then ring Jeremy straight away and tell him when you’ll be arriving, and don’t worry about me and the kids, we’ll be fine, honest, now go and do it” with that she kissed me hard, then turned me around and patted my on the backside, “Off with you” she said.

Sighing, still not at all certain I wanted to go, yet really needing to break out of the lethargy that was creeping over me of late, I rang and made the booking, then rang Jeremy. My call was answered by Louise, who told me that Jeremy had popped out to the shop, when I told her that I’d be coming this weekend and gave her the flight details there was a lengthy silence, and for a moment I had the terrible fear that Jeremy hadn’t mentioned his invitation, but then her voice came over the line, low and vibrating a little, “I’m so glad Peter, I was afraid you might not come ... but I was really hoping you would ... we’ll tell you all about it when you arrive ... I ...I hope you can help” she said, and that left me more puzzled than ever.

Friday arrived and Jane met me at work with a packed suitcase and drove me to the airport and clung to me and kissed me so hard, it felt like the first time all over again, then she turned quickly away, “Help them if you can Peter” she whispered, and then was gone, leaving a puzzled ... and slightly hot husband standing in a line of grinning people.

The flight was smooth and surprisingly quick, so it was only two hours later that I was disembarking, to be met by Jeremy and almost hugged to death, rushed into his car and driven home ... him talking a million miles an hour about absolutely nothing! Then we were there, and Louise was at the door to greet me, looking beautiful, and radiant and giving me a hug that took my mind back to the dance at the wedding when her delightful body had molded itself to mine as we danced. Her hug was the same, molding her body to me, squeezing me, and whispering into my ear how delighted she was to see me again. I defy any man not to react to that sort of embrace, so I was a little embarrassed when she pulled away, to find that I had the beginnings of an erection!

Then Jeremy was grabbing my bags and taking me to the spare room and showing me where the bathroom was if I needed a shower after my flight, and Louise was calling out that she’d have a light meal ready in about 20 minutes so not to hurry. I quickly disrobed and headed for the shower, standing under the stinging water, allowing the day’s tensions to wash away and thinking of Jeremy and Louise. They’d both changed quite a bit in the three years since their wedding, Jeremy had filled out quite a lot and was no longer the tall gawky kid I remember, and even though there was an underlying tension in him, he still seemed a considerably calmer person than he had been. Louise had filled out a little too ... but in all the right places .. and looked absolutely stunning, especially as she had let her hair grow. At the wedding it had been cropped quite short, but now it stretched halfway down her back, long, silken blonde hair that shimmered as she walked. I thought again what a lucky gut Jeremy was ...then turned on the cold tap to get rid of the slight thickening of my cock that thinking of Louise had provoked!

I rejoined them in the lounge and was immediately taken in to the dining room to enjoy the light salad meal that Louise had prepared. Talk at the table was general ... catching up on news of other family members, of our respective jobs, and some memories of our childhood that I was surprised Jeremy remembered, him being so much younger than me at the time. Then Jeremy poured a couple of drinks and suggested that as it was still warm we should enjoy them outside by the pool. I walked out and looked around at the delightful setting, the water sparkling in the dying light, the trees bordering the property to give it almost total privacy, and told them how beautiful it was. They both grinned and told me how they’d searched high and low for the right place, and couldn’t believe their luck when this had come on the market twelve months ago. They’d snapped it up, even though it was a little bit more expensive than they’d planned. I said “Whatever you paid was worth it, it’s fantastic”

Then a silence fell between us, a silence with some tension underlying it, and I looked from one to the other, wondering who and when was going to tell me why Id been invited. I saw Louise nudge Jeremy with her toe, and nod, and Jeremy swallowed and turned to me.

“Peter” he said, “I guess you’ve been wondering what this is all about, and why I couldn’t just talk to you over the phone, but ... it’s a little bit delicate .. and personal” he glanced at Louise again and she smiled softly and reached out to touch him. “Well, it’s like this ... when we got married Louise and I decided we wanted to have kids as soon as possible so we would still be young when they were growing up .. he flushed .. you know what it was like for me, mom and dad were quite old when they had me, so I never got the benefit of dad playing sport with me, or mom and dad sharing my likes in music and stuff, there was just too much of a gap”

I frowned, realizing for the first time that it would have been difficult for him, and I flushed as I also realized that I wouldn’t have helped much either, shooing him away when I was in my teens because my own interests came first. I even felt a little guilty.

“Anyway, Louise wanted children early too, so we began trying almost straight away. But the weeks went by and became months, and nothing happened, then the months became a year and still nothing happened” he said.

I grinned at him, “I know what you mean, it took Jane and I nearly two years to have our first, and although I can’t say we were deliberately trying to get her pregnant, we sure weren’t taking any precautions to stop it ...and it sure was fun!” I said.

Both Louise and Jeremy laughed and grinned at each other, “I certainly can’t say it wasn’t fun” he said. Then his face sobered, “But, when it got to two years for us and there was still no sign of a pregnancy, we decided we’d better get things checked out ... he flushed, and Louise reached over and touched his arm again ... well, it turned out that Louise was fine and as fertile as she needed to be, but there was a problem with me. Apparently that accident I had up at uncle’s farm when I was 6 years old, when I ran my bicycle through the barb wire fence and ended up in hospital, caused some internal scarring that prevented my testicles from working properly, and my sperm count is so low it’s almost non existent. I can never make Louise pregnant” he said, and I could see the pain in his face, and hear it in his voice.

There was silence for a moment, a moment that seemed to go on and on, and I looked from one to the other, seeing their discomfort, but also seeing their love, as once again Louise reached out and held his hand, whispering soothing words. Then his head came up and he half grinned at me, “So, there isn’t going to be a little Jeremy running around .. unless ... well, the doctor talked to us about adoption, and although we thought about it long and hard, it didn’t seem right, it wouldn’t be our child really, in any way ... and Louise is still fertile ... so ... the doctor then talked to us about the possibility of a sperm donor .. you know, fertilizing Louise’s eggs with someone else’s sperm ... He flushed and glanced at Louise, then took a deep breath ... well we looked at that hard, because at least the child would be half ours, but the idea of some total stranger being involved .. well, that put us both off. It was then that the doctor suggested that perhaps another family member could donate” he said, then stopped. 

My eyes had widened, and my jaw had dropped, and I spluttered, “You mean ... you want me to ...donate sperm for ...?”

Jeremy nodded, and even managed a small joke, “Well, you’ve proved you can do it with your two beautiful children!” he said.

I was totally stunned, “But why me? I mean, there are other family members” I stammered. 

Jeremy glanced over at Louise, an almost tortured look on his face, and she gripped his hand, then turned to me, swallowing dryness from her throat and blushing furiously, “Well, Peter, when the doctor explained the whole process to us, that they’d remove eggs from me at particular times of the month, then inject the donor sperm into them in the laboratory, and if the egg became impregnated, they’d then place the egg back into my womb for it to grow to fruition, it all seemed terribly tacky, antiseptic and remote, not at all the start I think a child needs ... she swallowed again and glanced at Jeremy, and this time he reached over to pat her hand ... I think a child should be conceived in love and passion, and there’s only one way to do that” she said.

My mind was spinning wildly .. they weren’t suggesting ... no ... they couldn’t be .. I mean .. that was crazy!

Jeremy looked at me, seeing my confusion and my shock, and nodded, “Yes, Peter, we’d like you to be the sperm donor .. only not the way the doctors set out ... the natural way ... that’s why it had to be you ... there was no one else that Louise would even consider being with ... and you couldn’t really get closer to me than my own brother, could you? it would be like it was my child .. you understand?” he said, quietly.

Louise stood up and took Jeremy’s hand, “I think we should go inside and let Peter think about it, I can see it’s been quite a shock” she said, and then briefly leaned down and brushed her lips lightly over my cheeks before leading Jeremy indoors.

I sat there staring at the pool, my mind going a million miles an hour ... they were actually asking me to make love to Louise and get her pregnant! I couldn’t believe it ... I couldn’t do it ... oh I couldn’t say I hadn’t looked at another woman since I got married, but I’d never seriously considered straying .. and I couldn’t say that I didn’t find Louise extremely attractive .. no .. more that that, downright sexy! but still .. I was still a happily married man and cheating on Jane just didn’t seem right ... but then .. they were pretty desperate, they’d have to be to even consider this step, god, what must Jeremy be going through .. thinking of his wife with another man.

I leaned back and closed my eyes with a groan, trying to sort everything out, but the more I thought about it, the more complicated it became. I heard the door open and close and opened my eyes, to see Louise standing there, glass in hand, “I thought you might need a drink, Peter, look ... I’m sorry if we’ve shocked you ...believe me, we thought long and hard before we even agreed to get in touch .. I just hope ...” then she handed me the glass and knelt in front of me, taking my other hand in hers and drawing it towards her, and trailing my finger tips around her left nipple. I gasped, my eyes widening, it was clear she wasn’t wearing a bra, and her nipple was rock hard and incredibly long, “This is just from thinking about it, Peter ... thinking of you and I” she said, and continued to stroke her nipple with my finger tips. Then she let go and stood up and hurried inside.

I wasn’t at all surprised to find that my cock was almost bursting from my shorts, and I knew she must have seen that. My finger tips still tingled from the touch of her nipples, god they were so long and hard, imagine wrapping my lips round those .. oh god...I groaned .. feeling my resolve weakening, feeling my normal horniness taking control ..Jane, Jane, help me! I cried out silently into the night, but Jane wasn’t there ...and Louise was...and she’d let me know in no uncertain terms that she wanted me .. that the thought of being with me was exciting her. Maybe ...just maybe I could talk Jeremy out of it ...appeal to something inside him ...maybe he could help me to resist .. I was sure deep down that he didn’t really want to do it this way ... me and Louise, making love.

I gulped down the drink and climbed from my chair, determined to talk to Jeremy, persuade him ...and talk myself out of the feelings of desire that were growing in me as every moment passed ... damn, damn, damn... why me?

I put on my most serious face and marched indoors, only to find the kitchen empty, and the lounge empty too, and everything was incredibly quiet. I stood in the middle of the room looking around, “He’s not here” she said, softly, “He’s gone off to the cinema and wont be back for a couple of hours”

I jerked around at the sound of her voice and my eyes bugged and my jaw dropped. She was standing in the doorway, looking absolutely stunning, wearing a pale blue satin night dress that hugged every curve of her body, and stopped just a few inches down her thighs. Her long blonde hair was loose, cascading down over her breasts, partially concealing those amazing nipples as they jutted out through the clingy satin. Slowly she undulated across the room, and my eyes never left her, roaming up and down her magnificent body. She took the glass from my hands and moved sensuously over to the bar and refilled it ...and my eyes hooked on to her incredibly tight, sexy ass, and her long legs. She made a drink for herself too and brought both back to where I was standing, handing mine to me. She flicked her head, and her hair swept back, revealing those hard long nipples, and my eyes drank them in ...”I’m glad you like them, Peter, I’m glad they excite you ...they do love to be touched you know” she said, and again lifted my hand and ran the tips of my fingers around them.

I shuddered, almost spilling my drink, and with a light laugh she let my hand go and lifted her glass, “To us. Peter ... to our baby” she said, and tilted her head to drink her toast. Almost in a daze I followed suit, lifting my glass and drinking. “You didn’t make a toast, Peter” she whispered.

I hesitated, swallowing wildly, then lifted my glass ... and at the same time lifted my hand and cupped her breast, letting my fingers roam over her nipples again, feeling her shiver, “To us, Louise ...to our baby” I said softly, and staring deep into each other’s eyes we slowly sipped the rest of our drinks. When they were empty, she took the glasses back to the bar and came to me and slid her arms around my neck ... and for the first time, we kissed ... light and tentative at first, but quickly growing into a passionate , deep, tongue dancing kiss that left us both breathless. My hands started just holding her waist, then slipped to her ass cheeks and caressed them through the satin material ...then moved under her hem and onto her naked skin ...and she moaned and squirmed against me ... and I knew I wanted her ...wanted her with a passion ...and she knew it too ...as she drew away and smiled.

Then she reached forward and unhooked and unzipped my shorts and slowly peeled them down, so eager that she took my jocks with them and my hard cock sprang forward and almost collided with her face. She gasped , and quickly grabbed hold of it, stroking it gently, brushing it against her cheeks, then flicking it with her tongue...and I jumped and jerked, almost falling over. She stood up, laughing, her eyes burning ...and reached behind for the small zip and pulled it down. It sounded loud in the silence, and so did the rustle of satin as her night dress cascaded to the floor ... and she was naked ... gloriously naked ...and she was magnificent! Her breasts weren’t as large as I’d expected, but those amazingly long nipples more than made up for it. Her waist was trim and her stomach almost flat .. and between her legs ...nothing .. absolutely nothing...she was totally clean shaven!

She saw where my eyes were looking and she smiled, “Do you like that Peter?” she asked, “I did it just for you, I thought it might excite you”

I reached out and trailed my fingers over her smooth pussy lips, “God, it’s awesome” I whispered hotly, more turned on than I can ever remember being. She shivered as my fingers slid just inside and brushed over her clitoris, and reached up to put her arms around my neck .. and we drew together in another kiss .. this time I could feel her nipples boring into my chest and she could feel my hard cock boring into her stomach .. and the kiss was deep and long and passionate .. and we rubbed our naked bodies together, my hands roaming her, her hands roaming me .. getting hotter and hotter.




Oh Brother



Then she pulled back slightly, “Please. Peter, Please” she whispered, “ I can’t wait any more”

And neither could I! ... I lowered her to the thick carpet and started to run my lips and my tongue all over her body, hearing her squeal and groan, feeling her shudder through her first orgasm as I sucked and lashed those long, sensual nipples, her second as I took her throbbing clit into my mouth, and her third as I slowly pressed my rock hard cock deep into her steaming pussy. I held myself there, buried to the hilt in her incredibly tight pussy as spasm after spasm raced through her body. Her legs crossed behind my back and she pulled me even deeper, still shuddering and shaking and gasping, “Damn you Peter, damn you ... this feels so good ..I didn’t realize!” she whispered hotly.

And I had to agree! ... she was incredibly tight and incredibly hot and incredibly wet! .. Jane had been my first and only .. until now! and Louise was so different, I loved the feel of her, I loved the sight of her, I loved the aroma of her ... And as I started to move my cock slowly backwards and forwards inside her I knew I was going to enjoy fucking Louise much more than I was supposed to ... but then she had said it should be conceived in passion! And passion was what she got ...as I fucked my hard cock into her over and over again, faster and faster .. and she twisted and turned and milked my thrusting cock, and cried out, urging me on, urging me higher and higher until ... My whole cock seemed to burst apart like an erupting volcano! Shooting copious amounts of cum deep into her clutching pussy ...”Yes, yes, yes” she screamed, “Fuck me , Peter, FILL ME! make me a baby, yes, yes YEEEESSSSSSSSS” ... And she was cumming again ...harder and wilder than before ...and I heard myself roaring as well, screaming out my passion as my lips descended on hers, sucking her tongue deep into my mouth, thrusting my own into hers in time with my thrusting cock ...and we came and came and came!!

When we finally fell apart, our breathing was stentorious and we could hardly move .. we just lay there, staring in wonderment at each other, both stunned by the ferocity of our lovemaking. I don’t know how long we lay there, but finally I drew her forward into my arms and kissed her gently, “You are absolutely fantastic, Louise” I whispered, “I hope we achieved what you wanted”

She pulled back a little and grinned, “Well, we can’t be sure, can we? And we do still have the rest of the weekend” she said.

I felt a corresponding grin come to my face, “Mmmm, I guess you’re right, we shouldn’t leave a single stone unturned, should we?” I said ... and we didn’t! ... over the next two hours we fucked in the kitchen, fucked out in the pool, and then fucked in her King sized bed ...and each time was as powerful, exciting, and enjoyable as that first time!

We were still lying naked in the bed when Jeremy came back, and Louise made no attempt to cover up, instead she reached out and drew Jeremy down to kiss her, “It’s ok, honey” she whispered, “At least we’ve made a start ... but I really want your help ...take off your clothes and join us ... I want you inside me as soon as Peter has cum ...then you can cum in me too, and it will be just like it was you that made the baby”

I was stunned, and didn’t know how Jeremy would react, until I saw the huge grin come onto his face ...oh yes...he was going to be part of it .. it would be his child too ... Even we wouldn’t be absolutely sure it wasn’t! ... So I fucked Louise again, with Jeremy right there beside her, licking and stroking those horny nipples of hers ...and it was hotter and hornier than before ..I found myself intensely aroused by his presence, by his proximity ...and when we both came it was with earth shattering ferocity! And as soon as I emptied my cum into her, I pulled away and watched as Jeremy rammed home and fucked her wildly.

Clearly watching the two of us together had turned him on too, because as Louise said afterwards, he’d never been as wild as that before...or cum as strongly! ...and she LOVED it!! she exploded under him, screaming wildly, and he had to hang on for dear life as she arched and shuddered, bucked and heaved through her massive orgasm.

And I got turned on again from watching them!

The rest of the night ..indeed .. the rest of the weekend ... was a whirlpool of hot sex, so I was totally drained and exhausted when I finally dragged myself onto my flight home. It was only when I was disembarking, and saw Jane waving to me from the terminal window that I suddenly felt terrible ...guilt washed over me in waves, and I felt like I was drowning. Then she was there and she was hugging me and telling me how much she had missed me ...and I was hugging her and realizing how much she meant to me, how much I loved her ... and feeling dreadful. If she noticed, she didn’t let on, chatting all through the car journey about what she and the kids had been up to ...but she never once asked me about the weekend ... that in itself was a little strange.

It wasn’t until much later, when we were lying naked in bed together, that she raised the subject. She took hold of my face and looked deep into my eyes and smiled, “I hope you were able to help Louise ... she wants a child so badly ...and I know what that’s like ...we went through it too, remember?” she said.

I gasped, “You know? ...but ...but...how?”

She smiled, “Silly, you don’t think Louise would have done anything without speaking to me first ... She didn’t want to wreck our marriage, so she spoke to me last week and asked me how I would feel ... I thought about it and realized that our marriage was strong enough to cope ...and I agreed with her about the test tube stuff, I don’t think I could have a child without passion either” she said.

I was almost speechless. “But, why didn’t you tell me?” I whispered.

She smiled again, “It still had to be your choice ... you still had to want to ...and until you were with Louise, you wouldn’t know that” she said, then laughed, “Anyway, you were getting very bored with life and I didn’t want some hot young chick turning your head ...at least this way we kept it in the family!”

I shook my head, “You really are an amazing woman” I said, “Come here!” and I drew her to me and kissed her ... and all tiredness disappeared as her beautiful naked body snuggled into mine, and my cock rose ... and I slipped inside ... and lifted us both to the pinnacle of lust and passion once again.

Afterwards we lay in each other’s arms and I told her of the events of the weekend ... and that seemed to arouse her again ... and she grinned up at me, “So you did enjoy making love to Louise?” she asked. 

I couldn’t lie to her, “Yes, very much” I whispered, a little abashed.

“I’m so glad” she whispered .. then grinned ... “Of course, there’s no guarantee, that Louise was impregnated this time, after all it took us quite a while ... and lots of lovely trying ... so you may have to go back again ... in fact, I’ve arranged for my mom to come and look after the kids next weekend and I’ve booked us both on a flight over there ... you don’t mind, do you? I thought ...then she giggled ... about keeping it in the family ... how would you feel if I? .. you know ... with Jeremy?”

I waited for the shock to hit me .. instead, a swell of excitement raced through me, hardening my cock, making it brush over her belly .. and she smiled, “Mmmm I do believe that thought excites you” she said, “You know there’s never been anyone else for me ... but I’m feeling a little like I’m treading water in my life too ... maybe this?”

I wrapped my arms around her and held her close, a vision of her lying on the bed beside me, naked, with Jeremy’s cock plunging into her, suddenly very exciting, “Oh yes, yes, Jane, I want to share it with you” I gasped, “But what about Louise and Jeremy?”

She grinned even more widely, “Oh! ... didn’t I tell you? ... I spoke to Louise tonight on the phone when you were on your way home ... she said if the bed’s not big enough for the four of us ...they’ll buy another one!! And Jeremy ...well he said he couldn’t wait to fuck me! ...and he said he’s wanted to for a long, long time”

I shook my head, “Damn this is crazy ... totally crazy” I said.

“Mmmmmm” she said, snuggling up to me, “We only have one life to live...let’s make the most of it!!”

And we did!! And as I feel asleep I heard her whisper, “Oh .. did I tell you ... Louise wants at least three children?” ... My face fell into a broad smile...and my cock rose in a salute to the future!



Oh Brother



Bobby and Jackie Ross had never been on the best of terms. Since before they left elementary school the brother and sister had been competing with each other for attention and almost always found themselves against each other. Rarely a day went by that the two of them didn't find something to argue about, or some way to try to antagonize the other. Things had improved in the last few months, but not by much.

Less than a year separated them. 18 year old Jackie was only eleven months and three days older than her brother was. She had just graduated high school, but the event was already overshadowed by her brother's eighteenth birthday. He would be entering his senior year of high school and Jackie knew that he would have nothing competing with the celebration of his graduation next year.

Jackie was tall, with curly brown hair and an attractive face. She was thin with smallish breast. Her legs were long and sexy, and the boys found her attractive, although she was easily overlooked by the shapelier cheerleader types at school.

Her brother, Bobby, was six feet tall, only a few inches taller than Jackie was. He had longish brown hair and an attempt at a beard on his face, although his whiskers just were not yet thick enough to accomplish anything more than what appeared to be a rugged weeks worth of beard, even though he had been trying for three months. 

Bobby was average looking at best. He wasn't as good a student as his sister and had a temper. He had dated several girls but usually managed to drive them away before any serious relationship could occur. In fact, other than a few handjobs and one visit to a skanky looking street walker her gave him a quick forty dollar blow job in his car while he was wearing a condom, Bobby was basically an eighteen year old virgin.

Bobby had a few friends over for his eighteenth birthday party. His parents had even agreed to buy beer for the party, as long as his friends would be sleeping over. This was something else that Jackie resented, as her parents didn't permit that when she turned eighteen eleven months ago. Their excuse then was that Bobby, and some of her friends, were still under 18, even though the legal drinking age was 21.

The fact that Jackie was staying home for his party pissed Bobby off. He had been forced to leave his sister and her friends alone when Jackie turned 18. But now she was being permitted to hang out with his friends.

It wasn't just that Bobby didn't like having Jackie around. Jackie had found another way to piss off her brother. During the past two years she had given four of his friends blowjobs. While it was true that Jackie had found them to be cute. Her real reason for doing it was that she knew Bobby would find out and that it would really bother him, especially since it would usually put her between him and his friend. After all, what guy is going to side against a pretty girl who's willing to suck his dick against in favor of her brother?

Perhaps it was also the fact that his sister had helped three of those four achieve the first sexual experience before him that also made it worse. Despite his attempts to hide it, Jackie knew her brother had never had sex and often teased him about it. She didn't even know about the prostitute, but that would have only been worse for Bobby if she did know it.

The party went well, without any real problems between the two siblings. But as the night went on, and Jackie drank just a little more than she could handle, she began growing more and more interested in one of Bobby's new friends.

Jim was a very cute boy. He reminded Jackie of a singer in a popular boy band, and she could tell that he had taken notice of her.

Bobby noticed the mutual attraction and began to grow irate over it. Nothing further may have happened except for the fact that Bobby had cornered his sister and ordered her to leave Jim alone. This angered Jackie, and she decided that before the night was over she was going to add a fifth friend of her brother's to the list of her oral experiences.

The night wore on and it became time for everyone to crash. Jackie was sent off to her room while Bobby and his friends spread out to find places on the floor in the large family room, each with a blanket provided by Bobby's parents.

Before she left, Jackie observed the spot next to the wall where Jim was sitting.

Being all men, Bobby and most of his eight friends had no problem pulling off their jeans and sleeping in their boxers and tee shirts. Only a couple left their pants on. 

When Jim got up to go to the bathroom Bobby quickly claimed his spot by the wall, knowing that it's location was the warmest place to sleep in the room. Jim didn't bother to protest when he returned. After all, it was Bobby's birthday.

Soon the lights were turned out and the sound of nine drunken young men snoring filled the room.

Jackie lay in her bed in her tank top and panties rubbing her pussy and thinking about Jim. She wanted to sneak into the family room and wake him up with a good blowjob. She knew that the room was dark enough to go unobserved if she remained quiet. She continued rubbing her clit, feeling her body nearing climax as she thought about what she was about to do.

Jackie loved giving blowjobs. She had perfected the art with several guys throughout high school. She had only fucked four, each being boyfriends. But Jackie was currently not in any relationship.

She brought herself to orgasm, then lay back, allowing herself to recover from her climax before getting up the nerve to sneak out of her room. She had to make sure that her parents didn't catch her, as they would likely kick her out of the house if she were caught.

Jackie put on her robe and quietly slipped out of her room. She went into the bathroom first, took a piss and then waited until she was certain that she could hear no one about before shutting off the light and sneaking back into the hallway.

She instantly regretted using the light in the bathroom. Now it was almost impossible to see anything in the dark. She made it to the family room and could make out the shapes of people and furniture, but little more than that. She knew the spot where Jim would be sleeping. She could tell that no one was near him. Hearing the sound of snoring and deep breathing, Jackie knew that everyone was asleep. She lowered herself to the floor and crawled over to the blanket-covered figure against the wall.

Jackie eased the blanket aside, happy to realize that Jim was wearing boxers. She slowly moved her hand to his crotch, parted the opening and reached in, gingerly taking hold of his cock. This was where Jackie learned something about her brother than she had never known before...

His cock stirred to life as she slowly played with it. Jackie felt it grow hard, and realized that this cock was larger than any she had experienced. It was thick enough that her fingers didn't come together, and she could put both hands side by side and still have the head exposed. 

Bobby awoke, feeling his manhood being fondled. He was about to cry out when he felt a pair of lips slide over his cock and begin sucking him. 

"Jesus Christ," He thought silently, "My sister is sucking my cock!" 

Then it became clear to him. He remembered taking this spot from Jim. Obviously Jackie had planned to do this to his friend. And just as obviously, she had now mistaken him for Jim.

Bobby wanted to laugh. He imagined how mortified Jackie was going to be when he spoke up and she realized that she had her brother's cock in her mouth. He got ready to speak, but then realized just how good his sister's mouth felt on his cock.

Bobby's only experience with oral sex had come from a prostitute, and he had worn a rubber. This felt much better. And he could feel that he was already about to cum.

"Fuck it," Bobby thought to himself. "It'll teach her a lesson if I cum in her mouth." Bobby realized that he could enjoy this, then act as if the orgasm woke him up and then say something to his sister, which would humiliate her even more. So he lay as still as he could enjoying Jackie's mouth as she bobbed her head back and forth on his cock. Then he slowly exhaled as he felt his orgasm begin.

Jackie was enjoying the size of her brother's cock, still thinking it to be his friend. Her pussy was drenched and her hips squirmed as she sucked this cock. She felt it throb and knew he was cumming before the first wad of semen spewed into her mouth. Jackie continued to suck him, gulping down his cum greedily as she felt the boy stir, knowing that he was now fully awake.

Jackie couldn't take it any longer. She continued sucking every drop of cum out of the cock in her mouth. But she realized that she had to fuck this massive tool. It went soft, but she continued sucking until it was hard and stiff once more. She removed her robe and panties without every pulling her mouth away from the thick cock. She normally would have used a condom, but after getting him off she guessed that she could climb on him, ride his big cock until her own orgasm, and be off before he came close to cumming again. If necessary she would gladly suck him off again afterwards.

Jackie moved quickly, rising up, throwing her leg over the boy to straddle him, then grabbing his pole with one hand she guided it into her pussy as she dropping down onto his lap.

Bobby enjoyed his orgasm. He felt a tinge of guilt for cumming in his sister's mouth. But she deserved it. After all, he was going to claim to have slept through it until his moment of climax, so he couldn't be blamed for anything.

Jackie pulled her mouth away from Bobby's cock. He was about to speak up when suddenly his sister was atop him and he felt his cock sinking into her pussy.

"Oh shit." He thought as he realized his sister was going to fuck him. 

Jackie leaned forwarded; putting her mouth close to his face and whispered, "Don't tell Bobby that we fucked."

Bobby grinned in the darkness; "I won't say a word." He whispered back.

Jackie froze at the sound of his voice. Bobby grabbed her arms just as she was about to jump up.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" She said in as stern a whisper as she dared.

"Me?" Bobby replied, "You're the one who crept in her and sucked my dick."

"I thought you were Jim." She said. "Why didn't you say something?"

"I didn't wake up until I was cumming, by then it was too late," He lied. "Then you jumped on my cock before I had a chance to say anything."

"Let me go." Jackie said.

"What, after you've already started fucking me?"

Jackie could taste the cum in her mouth. Remembering how much she had enjoyed it at the time made her feel disgusted. Now here she was sitting on her brother with his massive cock buried inside her.

"I'm not letting my first experience with pussy end that quickly." He told her.

"You can't be serious." Jackie spat.

Bobby couldn't believe that he was going this far. His sister had already humiliated herself by sucking his cock unknowingly. He knew that he should let her get off of him. But her tight pussy felt so fantastic around his cock. He had wanted to fuck someone for so long now and he didn't want to give up the opportunity now that it had arrived. He also thought of how his sister had come between him and his friends. He remembered how they had commented about their desire to fuck her. He wondered what they would think if they knew his fist experience with pussy was with her?

Bobby knew this was wrong. But he couldn't deny how good her pussy felt and he wasn't going to let this chance get away.

"Fuck me." He whispered.

"You're crazy!" She replied.

"If you try to get off of me I'm going to yell and wake everyone up. Then you can try to explain how you came in her and did this."

Jackie froze. She knew that Bobby would not hesitate to do what he said. She would be mortified if everyone awoke to find her atop her brother. She also knew that her parents would kick her out for this. 

"OK," She whispered. "If you promise never to tell anyone I'll fuck you for a while."

Jackie leaned forward and began riding her brother's stiff cock. Bobby slid her tank top up, exposing her small tits and began playing with them. He began thrusting his cock up into his sister's tight, wet snatch. There was some guilt in what he was doing. But it was overcome by the wonderful sensations her pussy was giving him. He could not believe that it was his sister who was taking away his virginity. Somehow he relished the thought of that.

Jackie could not believe that she was fucking her brother. Worse, she couldn't understand why her body was beginning to enjoy it so much. His cock was long and thick, and her lips wrapped tightly around it as she slid her hips up and down its shaft. 

She was pissed at her brother for making her continue. But she was more pissed at herself for being so careless in putting herself into this situation. She had just sucked her brother's cock and was now fucking him. Worse, the more she fucked him the better it was feeling.

Jackie was ashamed of herself, but she began pushing that shame aside. "God damn his cock feels good." She thought to herself. She had never been filled so completely. She leaned forward, enjoying the way his fingers manipulated her nipples as she rode her brother. She had to keep control or risk making enough noise to wake someone up. That would be worse than anything else.

Bobby felt the change in his sister's actions. He realized that she was enjoying this more than she let on. That made him feel even better. He no longer felt guilty knowing that she was getting as much pleasure out of this as he was. 

Jackie bounced on her brother's cock. Her pussy was on fire and only his tool could relieve her desires now. She was going to climax on her brother's cock and she wanted nothing less at this time. She moaned softly, then clenched her teeth trying to keep quiet. Her body was trembling as she slammed her hips down into her brother's lap, taking every inch of his cock inside her.

"Oh yes." She whispered, a little too loudly, as he orgasm began. 

Her legs spasmed and her body shook as Bobby's cock brought her to a powerful orgasm.

Bobby could feel his sister's pussy grip and spasm around his cock as she came. Her juices spilled out over his balls as his sister had an orgasm atop him.

Jackie was blushing, more from her orgasm than her embarrassment as her orgasm subsided. 

"Don't stop." Bobby whispered.

"Please, don't cum inside me." She replied.

"I said don't stop." He said a little more loudly as he continued thrusting his cock up into his sister's hole.

Jackie didn't dare stop. She continued fucking her brother, hoping that he would warn her before it was too late. But Bobby had no intention of pulling out. This was his first fuck and he was going to enjoy it to the fullest.

"Ohhhhh..." He moaned, wrapping his arms around his sister and holding her tight as his orgasm began.

Jackie felt her brother's cock erupt inside her. Bobby thrust harder and deeper as he launched his seed into his sister's pussy. He had thought it would feel great, but it was even better than he imagined. He continued pumping his rod into her until he felt every drop had been drained. Only then did he let go of his sister and lay back to catch his breath.

Jackie sat atop her brother, feeling his cock go flaccid inside her. She reluctantly pulled up and off of his rod, surprised to realize that she almost didn't want to do so.

"You better not tell anyone about this." She whispered.

"Who the fuck am I gonna tell that I fucked my own sister." Bobby replied.

Jackie rushed off in the darkness, leaving her brother on the floor as she made her way back to her room and into her bed.

Both siblings lay in the dark. The rivalry would still be there in the morning. And perhaps Bobby could claim to have the upper hand. But neither would admit that this night would always remain one of their fondest memories of their relationship together.



Oh Brother!



My husband and I have been married for just over three years now and we're as much in love now as the day we were married. So much in love that we do our very best at keeping each other happy - One such instance you'll find as you continue to read.

Paul, my husband is forty-two, six feet three inches tall, has a little meat around the middle and I've always found all that in addition to his receding hairline to be very attractive. Paul is a very handsome man. His measurements - 8 inches.

Me? I'm twenty-five, five feet six inches tall, boob length straight blonde hair and work out when the mood strikes. My measurements - 32-24-36. Paul's description of me is 'thick and tight.'

As I'm sure you can imagine, we have had more than our share of looks and comments from people about our age difference. Well, we've become quite immune to it and now when we actually notice it we have fun… I'll say things to Paul like "Hey Uncle Paulie, I liiiiiiiike you!" or he'll say "Hello little girl, wanna come with me?" We may be nearly seventeen years apart in age but let me tell you, Pauls a stud in the bedroom and a gentleman out of it. Don't get me wrong, he makes love to me in a way that makes me melt but I realize that's not what you want to hear about now is it? Nor is it what I want to tell.

Not too long ago we were having brunch at a local diner when the subject of sex came up, as it often does. I was a bit uncomfortable because I wasn't sure if we could be overheard by other patrons but I was also finding myself a bit excited by that very same fact.

"Julie, I want to eat your pussy." Looking right into my eyes, not caring if the people in the next booth could hear, not caring that the waitress was walking up behind him. His words to me "I want to eat your pussy" flushed me entirely. I knew this because I felt myself grow warm from head to toe as well as the involuntary muscle spasms beginning in the depths of my slit. At that realization I gave in and began my own workout, slowly opening and closing my legs to help the process along. Most guys will tell a girl he loves to eat pussy just to get into her pants. I'm not stupid nor are most of us but Paul does enjoy it. Countless times over the years he's eaten me into pure ecstasy without so much as a mention of a fuck afterward.

He sees that what he's saying to me has gotten my juices flowing, literally. I notice an impish grin appear on his face as he asks "Do you notice when a guy checks you out?" Now, verbally, I'm modest. But I know I have a cute little body, I don't work out for the helluva it you know. And I wear blouses and sweaters that hug my tits for that very reason… to attract attention. "Not a chance" I say.

"No really, that tight little body of yours keeps 'em drooling baby and I know that for a fact."

"Oh really? And just how exactly do you know that?"

His grin widens as he leans forward and whispers "I know because Donnie told me so."

Donnie, Paul's older brother who has been in constant touch with us since we've moved out of state is visiting this weekend. He too is a good looking guy, one that I'd not have turned away had I not fallen in love with his brother first.

"Oh my god! Nuh uh!"

The mere thought of this sent me reeling with excitement and it must have shown because he was sure to remind me that Donnies spending a long weekend this weekend at our house and "I'm not sure I'll be able to control my brother all three days."

I couldn't take it anymore! I told Paul to pay the bill so I could get home and fuck his brains out.

And that's what we did. All the while I was riding his magnificent cock, filling my cunt to full, he was telling me what I wanted to do to and with his brother. You know what? He was absolutely right on all counts. And you know what else? I had every intention on doing them all.

For the next two days, Paul and I planned and schemed. This was going to be a fuck filled weekend.

"Donnie!" Paul shouted as Donnie walked up the driveway. They do some kind of masculine handshake thingy then they hug. It's obvious these two men love each other as much as two brothers possibly could.

As part of our little scheme, I slip behind Paul wearing only my tightest fitting tee, braless of course and shorts that seemed to be painted on. As Paul steps aside I move in with my arms spread wide to embrace Donnie with my whole body. "It's been too long sweetie, we're so glad you're here" I said as I squeezed him as tightly as I could feeling my tits smash into his chest.

The rest of the day was filled with the teases and insinuations that Paul and I had agreed on earlier in the week as well as a few I made up on the fly. Neither of them seemed to mind though which was evident from the periodic bulges in their pants.

After dinner and the clean-up, Paul asked if we were in the mood to lay back and enjoy a movie.

"Sounds like a plan" Donnie says.

As Paul headed to the entertainment center to pop in a DVD, Ronnie took a seat on the sofa and I excused myself by saying "I'm going to change into my movie watching clothes if no one minds." At this, Ronnie seemed to be a bit disappointed but chuckled and told me to make myself comfortable.

Paul was just sitting down with the remote in his hand as I walked out in one of his XL t-shirts, pony tail in my hair and not much else. With that devilish grin on his face again he pats the space on the sofa between him and Donnie. "Have a seat babe, just in time. The movies starting."

As the movie started, and the name of the movie showed on the screen, I feigned an "ooooh my!" I noticed a little discomfort from Donnie. The last thing he expected was a fuck flick so I nudged Paul and he leaned across me and whispered to Donnie. I honestly don't know to this day what he said to him but it worked. Donnie relaxed, sat back and seemed a bit more comfortable.

As the movie progressed and the action on the screen was getting hotter so were the three of us. Obviously, I could feel myself getting moist, moist from the thought of what was about to happen more than what was going on on the television screen. Moist from seeing the bulges to my left and my right.

On screen, she was taking it hard, doggie style while the moans and groans were piped in.

I couldn't hold out any longer. I moved my shirt up my right leg and found my pussy. Immediately circling my clit with my middle finger I lay my head back with eyes closed letting a moan escape my lips.

At this, I feel movement to my left as Donnie seemed to be positioning himself for a better look and hopefully easier access when he finally realizes that I want him to help me along.

This is so fucking hot I'm thinking to myself. Here I am working my clit with both my husband and his brother watching and I'm loving it! Through my bated breath I force myself to whisper "I need a mouth to take my cum. I need…" and at this Paul says to Donnie "C'mon bro, help the lady out will ya? You see she needs some assistance here." Donnie needed no further direction. He jumped up from where he was sitting, practically knocked the coffee table over that was directly in front of me, fell to his knees and buried his face between my legs. He attacked me like a dog in heat and oh did he know what he was doing! Immediately he slid his tongue between my lips and into my hole as far as he could.

Opening my eyes and looking down I see him eating my pussy. Donnie. Paul's brother. Eating my pussy. I lost it. I grabbed his hair with both hands and forced his mouth hard onto my cunt. As hard as I could stand it. Slowly I begin grinding my pussy on his face, not being able to catch my breath knowing I'm ready to explode I move my hips even faster watching my pussy cover most of Donnie's face at one point or another. Seeing his face covered in my juices I take hold of his head and force him on my clit. He begins sucking and licking it simultaneously causing me to stiffen. Suffocating him momentarily as I build, as I begin involuntary moaning then screaming in pure pleasure as I burst. Oh my god! I came and came and came. From the moans escaping Donnie it seemed as if he was enjoying it almost as much as I.

As I began to calm down and Donnie continued licking at my cunt, I looked to Paul who yet again had that smile on his face.

"Feeling better babe?" he asked me.

Through my heavy breathing I was able to say "Oh fucking yes, but we're not done yet" and at this I cupped his engorged cock through his pants. Slowly gliding my hand up and down the length I felt it throb through the thick material of his jeans. He took my face in his hands and kissed me deeply, taking my tongue.

With this, and the fact that Donnie has begun eating my pussy again with purpose, I abruptly stood up, pushed both of these cunt hungry animals away and said "We need the bed."

Leaving them both standing at the bedroom door I lay spread eagle on the bed and instructed them both with two simple words… "Take me!"

In an instant they were on me, kissing, caressing, fondling and sucking. I had no idea who was doing what, nor did I care. At this point I just wanted to cum again. I just wanted all this cock. I just wanted their cum. Wanted it inside me and all over me. For this night, I was a slut and their whore but little did they realize I'm sure, they were mine.

"Do with me what you will just make sure I'm satisfied in the end boys."

"Baby, by the time we're done with you we'll all be satisfied" Paul said as he flipped me over, took hold of my hips and pulled me to my knees. I felt the head of his prick teasing my swollen pussy as I roll my head back in anticipation. He put the head inside and pumped slowly allowing my cunt to accept no more than his knob. Begging him to give it to me I move my ass rearward only to have him take his cock out telling me "If you really want this dick Babe, you're gonna take it my way." Slowly he inserts his head again this time holding my hips firmly in place forcing me to accept the torment of knowing I have his cock but only the way he wants me to have it..

Donnie, at this point has pushed the pillows on the floor and positioned himself on his knees directly in front of me. Reaching beneath me with one hand fondling my tits rather roughly yet expertly and holding his fat cock in the other just inches from my mouth. Because I didn't react to what he was implying due to the distraction of the action behind me he grabbed my hair and brought me to his waiting meat. I took as much of him as I could and he held me there. Looking up at his contorted face told me that this was something that he's waited for, maybe even dreamed of but now was not the time to wonder. Now was the time to act. As he releases pressure on my head I begin sucking his cock. Not only sucking it but devouring it the best I can.

Sliding his cock in and out of my mouth the way I was seemed to start a rhythm because Paul began giving me all of his fabulous cock. Riding me from behind in and out as I did the same with Donnie's welcoming dick. 

Was this really happening to me? Oh shit! "I don't want this to ever end" I remember thinking. And at that point is when I felt myself begin to build again. My breathing intensified as did my suction and pace on Donnie's cock.

Paul sensing my need to cum released one of my hips and reached beneath me to work on my clit. Oh my god I love when he does that!

Placing one hand on the base of Donnie's shaft I continue sucking him and stroking him simultaneously as I continue to pick up speed. He grabs my head with both hands, dictating the pace and rolls his eyes into his head as he begins to moan…

Paul begins pumping me faster as well as working my clit like only he knows how.

Within a matter of what seemed like only seconds we all were moaning, screaming about cumming or just taking in the moment before the final eruption.

Donnie took full control of my head and forced me onto his cock as far as my hand on the shaft would allow. With an outcry of "Yessssssssssss… TAKE IT!" he released a load of cum in my mouth that I've never experienced before. I tried to swallow it all but before I could recover from his first load another shot hit the back of my throat like hot lava. Gagging, I released my suction allowing some of his load to escape to my chin. Closing my mouth again and using my tongue on the tip of his cock as if asking for more he obliged and shot another deep into my mouth. Tasting his salty sweetness across my tongue then feeling it slide down my throat made me start bucking wildly on Paul's waiting explosion. Long, hard, deep strokes brought on the beginnings of an orgasm that would last for hours, or so it seemed. With Donnie's shaft still in my mouth I was brought almost to tears in the pleasure I was feeling. With the pulses of cum I could feel rising in Paul's cock I screamed, the best I could anyway with a cock still in my throat.

As I was on the downside of my orgasm Paul shot his first load of cum deep into my pussy. With every shot I was forced back to take his dick entirely. Then another long stroke outward and slammed back deep with another shot of his warmth. Back and forth, in and out until he was literally fucked dry.

When our breathing was back to somewhat normal we peeled ourselves off of each other and collapsed on the bed in a heap. 

Nothing was said for quite some time until Paul looked over at his flustered brother and said "Bro, you're in for a long weekend."

And what a weekend it was!

Now, this is only a "breakdown" of the way things worked but I gave it to you the best way I knew how. If you have any ideas that Paul and I should try be sure to let me know. If we agree to it then I'll make sure you and everyone else in literotica knows about it. We can't think of too much that's taboo so use your imagination so we can use ours and you can find out the results.



Oh Brother!!



There was a time when the only person I had in my life was my older brother Isaac. We were the best of friends. Isaac is two years older than I am but he was only one year a head of me in school. Now ill be the first to say it, my brother is HOT, and all the girls knew it. He was very popular in high school. He got good grades, was on the football team, and even was prom king. Now that I think about it, it all sounds to good to be true. Lol

But this story starts when I was a sophomore and my brother was a junior. At the time I was only 18 and Isaac had just turned 20. I always knew I was gay and knew for a fact that my brother was not. Now me and my brother are close, of course we are family, but one crazy night made me see my brother in a whole new way. 

It was the day before my parents 20th anniversary, Thursday. They planed a trip to Mexico for a few days just to have some personal romantic time. So my brother was left with me at home. 

It was Friday and my parents had left that morning to Mexico, I got home and found my brother had already been their because he decided to ditch for the day. My brother got home an hour later and asked if I was hungry, I of course said yes, so we ordered pizza. We watched some tv but soon found that their was nothing to watch, so to my astoundment, my brother put a porn on to watch. I had never watched porn with my brother before and really wasn't in to it since it only involved two girls having sex with each other. So their I sat as we both watched the porn. Just then I turn and see my brother whipping out his ten inch dick. WOW he was perfection no doubt about that. He started jacking off to the two girls on tv. I had no idea what to do, all I knew was I was getting hard and I liked it. So I thought if he can jack off so can I, so I pulled out my six inch dick and started away. My brother then got out of his seat and removed all his clothing. It was like he was taunting me, and I wanted it so bad. So he sat back down and had his way with himself. 

A few minutes went by and we still where sitting there, Isaac masturbating to the girls and me jacking off to him. It was perfect and I knew it would get better. He got up and came to sit right next to me. I knew what he wanted to do, so I started sucking on his long pulsating dick. I could taste his sweaty palms. I swallowed his dick as far down as I could. I couldn't hold it any longer so I had to cum. I jumped on top of him and came all over his face and then we began to kiss. But not just any kiss, his tongue was wet and sliding in and out of my mouth. His lips were so soft, and by now I was hard all over again. He pulled me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He stuck his dick into my tight ass. 

With my legs still around him, we fucked up against the wall. His body was hot, sweat rolled down his perfect body. GOD he felt so good inside of me. After about five minutes of us on the wall, he through me off his rod and laid me on the ground. He lifted my legs and began to fuck me. That didn't last long. He came inside of me. It felt like an explosion occurred inside of me. It was so perfect. His sweat ran down his face and hit me on my chest. He started sucking me off but as soon as his lips closed around my dick I came in his mouth, and just like that it was over. We separated and went to our separate rooms. Nothing was said about it. We acted as if it never happened. Later that night just the thought of it got my hard again so I had some fun with my self. 

Up to this day we don't talk about it. It still never happened again and I don't think it will ever. 



Oh Brother



"Get your feet off the table" My mother insisted, kicking my legs as she walked passed me, carrying a laundry basket on her hip. 

"I'm reading! Chill!" I retorted.

"Well hurry up. You need to go move your stuff out of your brother's room before he gets back tonight."

"STEP brother. I'll get it done. He'll be here all summer. It's not like he's going to freak if some of my clothes are in the dresser." I grumbled

"Just do it. He needs a place to put his stuff while he's here, and that room is his, after all." She pushed the laundry basket down onto the table, knocking my feet down. 

"I will geeze." I grabbed my books and headed up stairs. I walked down the hall to Ryan's room. I took it over when he went back to college this year. The room was bigger than mine, plenty of space for my clothes and shoes... I really didn't feel like moving all of my stuff back into my room... 

I threw my books down on the floor and fell into Ryan's bed, burying my face in his comforter. I never bothered changing the blankets on his bed. They smelled like his cologne. I love that smell. I rolled over and looked around the room. Practically everything was still the way he left it. I mean, I had my stuff in his closet and his dresser... but all his stuff is still here. His trophies are on the shelf. His posters on the wall. I didn't even take down his pictures of all the blonde pinup girls... 

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE up!" Thump Ryan landed on the bed beside me, bouncing me up as he hit the mattress. I guess I must have fallen asleep... I groaned and rubbed my eyes. 

"Mmff.... What time is it?" I grumbled, rolling myself up in the blankets. 

"Time to get your ass out of my room!" He laughed, pushing me off of the bed and onto the floor. He stood up over me, grabbed the corner of the blanket, and pulled. I held tightly to the comforter and kicked at his legs.

"It's freezing in here!" I yelled at him. "Just let me keep the damn blanket. I'll get out. Geeze." I stumbled to my feet, yanking the blanket back from his grasp and repositioning it around my shoulders. He smiled and threw a pillow at me. 

"I want that back before you go to bed, you know." He warned. 

"Whatever." I called back, dragging my feet as I left the room. 

"Sarah, would you go let your brother know that dinner's ready?" My mother shouted from the kitchen. The smell of lasagna wafted from the kitchen. Ryan's favorite. I couldn't stand the way she always pandered to him. I swear... she married his dad, but with the way she pampered Ryan you would've thought she did it just to have a son. 

"STEP brother!" I shouted back. 

I can't blame her, really. Ryan is the kind of guy anyone would want to spoil. Always doing well in school. A motivated athlete. Big blue eyes. Sandy hair. Always well dressed. Pleasant... What was there not to like? Well, I guess there are some things not to like. He always gets with some of the stupidest girls. Last time he was home for the summer, he spent every night with this blonde bimbo named Jane who couldn't spell the word thesis, let alone write one. She totally didn't deserve him. I was so relieved when I overheard him telling my stepdad that they broke up over winter break. Apparently, she turned out to be a total slut. He caught the bitch fucking some guy at her dorm after some party. 

I walked upstairs quietly, planning to sneak up on him and scare the shit out of him for rudely awaking me earlier. I glanced down the hall and saw his door was ajar. I silently tiptoed toward his room, peering through the hinged edge of the door. 

Ryan was laying in bed on his side. Poor guy, must be exhausted from the drive home...damn his ass looks hot in those jeans. I figured I'd go back downstairs, may as well tell my mom he was sleeping so the rest of us can eat. As I turned to head down, I noticed the top drawer of Ryan's dresser was open.. I glanced down and saw a couple of my socks lying on the floor. 

"Hhngffmm" I heard from his room. I peered back through the doorframe... Ryan was rolled over onto his back. Holy shit! I couldn't fucking believe it. His cock was sticking out the front of his unzipped jeans, his right hand wrapped around the base. Even from the doorway, I could see precum running down the bloodfilled tip of his prick. You have got to be kidding me. In his left hand, Ryan held a pair of my pink, silk panties to his face. I couldn't tell if he was smelling them.. or just rubbing them on his cheek. 

A surge of wetness leaked into my slit.

"Sarah! Ryan! What are you guys doing up there?!! Dinner!! Now!" My mother shouted up the stairs. 

"Shit!" I muttered

Ryan jumped off the bed, frantically zipping his pants. I shoved his door open. 

"You heard the woman." I smirked.

"How long have you been standing there?!" He questioned, still fumbling with the button on his jeans. 

"Long enough..." I hinted, glancing at the panties on his bed. 

"What the fuck Sarah, get out! I'll be down in a second!" Ryan panicked, throwing the edge of his blanket over the evidence. 

I smiled as I closed his door, and went downstairs. 

"He'll be down in a second. He's just.. cleaning up." I grinned. 

I started setting the table for dinner, reveling in the scene I'd just witnessed. Those were totally my panties. I have a pair just like them, and I know I left them in that top drawer he'd disheveled. 

Ryan walked into the dining room, his face still red with embarrassment. I beamed as I watched him wipe sweat off of his forehead. He shot a fierce glare my way as he reached for his plate. 

"Hey Honey!! Did you get all unpacked? You look beat!" my mom inquired, sitting down to the table. 

I snickered under my breath at the word 'beat'. I couldn't wipe the stupid grin off of my face. He glared again, sharply warning me with his eyes. 

"Just about. I've got a box in the car I still need to bring in." He mumbled. 

"Well eat up! There is a ton of food and you are going to need some energy this week. We wanted to plan a party for you this weekend. I want you to give me a list of everyone you want me to invite over for Saturday!" My mother is a huge party thrower. Always trying to push us into awkward social gatherings. 

"Well, I think Tommy is home for the summer. Jeff is driving back tomorrow. I'm sure they'd be down with it" Ryan said, loading his plate up with lasagna. 

"Any girls you want to invite? I'm sure you'd like some girls to come" she offered

I snickered again. He shot a stabbing glance my way. 

"Sure. Probably. Do you think we could get some booze this year? We're all over 21 now – it would be great if we could get a keg or something. College kids, you know?" He asked. 

"I don't know, I mean Sarah's only 18. I don't want you to feel left out Sarah.." My mother said condescendingly. 

"I'll be FINE mom. God. I can handle a little alcohol in the house. Geeze." 

"Well I'll think about it. Now eat! Eat!" she ordered. 

"Dad and I are heading out for a movie, we'll be back in a while!" I heard my mother call up the stairs, as I slipped into my nightgown. 

"STEP dad!" I shouted back down. "See you guys in the morning!"

This could not be more perfect. I dabbed my lips with cherry gloss, took off my socks, and slipped down the hallway.

Knock knock knock

I pushed Ryan's door open, not waiting for a response. He was sorting his clothes and putting them away in the dresser. 

"What do you want?"

"Where are they?" I demanded 

"Where are what??" He said

"You know what.." I smiled, stepping toward him

"I don't know what you're talking about." He dodged, throwing a shirt into a drawer. 

"Where are the panties you were practically inhaling in your bed today?" I inquired, a smirk overcoming my face. 

His face grew red again. He turned away and continued folding his clothes. 

"All of your clothes are in the top drawer. I moved them up there to make room for my shit" he said, cleverly avoiding my question. I ran my fingers down into the ass pockets of his jeans and pulled him toward me. I knew he wanted me now... he could pretend all night that he didn't... but I know better now. 

"Let go! I'm busy!" He insisted

"You're not busy" I said, grabbing his ass through the denim.

"The hell, Sarah!" He turned around, breaking my hold on his firm butt. The look on his face was so intriguing.. there was a longing in his eyes I've never seen before... and a frustration I know all too well. 

"Its OK...." I reassured him. I drew my fingers along his earlobes as he slowly released his hold on the balled up pair of socks in his hands. His eyes closed as I ran my thumb over the base of his ear and down his neck, resting my nails lightly against his collarbone. 

I leaned in and kissed him, pressing my upper lip between his and sucking his bottom lip into my mouth as I held him by the neck. He stood still, lingering in the grasp of my lips. I ran my tongue across his lip as I held it between my teeth. I felt his hands hesitantly move to my waist, gently hovering against my shirt as I slipped my tongue between his lips. 

I twisted my tongue lock against his, using the traction of my taste buds to coax his tongue from his mouth. His fingers tightened on my hips and I felt him pull me closer, resting my tummy against his. His dick was erect, confined beneath his pants. I could feel it straining to escape, pressing against my pelvis.

I pushed back with my hips, grinding against his body. I sucked his tongue into my mouth, capturing it between my teeth. He brought his hands to my face and mumbled against his trapped tongue. I gently released my bite as he pushed me back. 

"You have got to get out of here. If mom walks in here, I'm dead. You're my sister, my dad would kill me." 

"STEP sister. God. What is it with you people?" I sighed, exacerbated. I slid my hand under the waist of his jeans and pulled him toward the bed. 

"Besides, she went to a movie with your dad. They won't be back anytime soon" I advised.

"Whatever. You've gotta go." He wrapped his fingers around my arms, pushing me backward, closer to the bed.

"I don't think so. After all, this is only your room for the summer. My stuff is still here. It's still my room." I teased.

"Really, Sarah, I can't do this.. please go..." he pleaded. 

I sat down on the bed, pulling him down with me, his hands still clenched around my arms. 

"I'm not going anywhere. I saw you today. I saw you playing with my panties. I saw that rod you hide in those jeans."

Ryan stared down at my bare legs, avoiding eye contact. I lay back on the bed and pulled my nightgown up over my thighs. His eyes followed the fabric as it moved over my pale skin. The grip on my arms tightened slightly. 

"Did you like my panties?" I asked. 

"It really looked like you like them. Do you like these ones?" I pulled my nightie up further, revealing the blue lace panties that clung to my sticky slit. Ryan didn't say a word as he stared at the light fabric between my legs. 

"Why don't you rub your face on these ones? They're softer than the ones you had earlier..." I suggested. 

Ryan was frozen in his gaze, his hands only lightly clinging to my wrists now. 

I spread my legs wider and took his hands in mine. I led his fingers to the hem of my panties, guiding him to pull the waistband down. I gently used his hands, sliding the blue lace down below my hips, just hardly exposing my slit to him. 

"Shit, you shave.." I heard him gasp. 

"I like to keep my skin soft. You can touch it... if you want..." I offered. 

He looked up at me, practically shaking. I took his hands in mine and pulled his body closer to me. He slowly leaned down, bringing his face to my pelvis. I could feel his breath on my skin as he brought his mouth toward my pussy. He brushed his cheek against my panties, breathing deeply as the fabric rested against his skin. I moved his fingers back beneath the waistband, pressing them downward.

"I.." He began

"You can keep them, if you take them off." I instructed. 

I felt his hands softly pull my panties down. He carefully removed them as I lifted my ass from the bed, slightly, exposing my pussy completely. He clenched the lace in his hand, staring at my twat. 

I ran my hand down over my belly, stopping just as my middle finger came to rest over my labia. 

"Kiss me." I said.

"But I..."

"Kiss me here.." I pointed with my finger. Ryan froze, panties still wrapped in his hand. I slid my fingers down between my pussy lips, spreading them apart for him. His breath grew heavier. 

"Kiss my clit." I urged him. 

He reluctantly leaned down, gently pressing his lips against the edge of my slit. I arched my back, redirecting his mouth to my clitoris.

"MMmmmmm" I moaned, as his lips caressed my clit. I ran my hands into his hair and pulled his head closer. I raised my hips, pressing myself harder against his face. I felt his lips part against my skin, as his tongue slipped from his mouth and slid over my clit. 

"Uhhnnmm... Ryan..." I whimpered as my stepbrother began swirling his wet tongue against my clit. My pussy felt swollen as blood rushed through my body. Ryan began kissing my sex, sucking my labia between his lips. I could only moan and writhe beneath him as he satisfied me. Without warning, I felt his teeth bite down on my clit.

"Ow!! You bit me!" I scolded him. He lifted his head, his blue eyes gleaming. He climbed up further onto the bed and kissed my face. He wrapped one arm around my waist, holding me tight, and slid his other hand down my ass. He rolled onto his back, pulling me on top of him. He kissed me deeply, probing my mouth with his tongue. 

I felt his finger slip between my legs from behind, gently dipping into my pussy. He released his arm from my waist and reached up, grabbing me by the hair as he pressed his tongue further into my mouth. He removed his fingertip from my pussy and swiftly slid it over my asshole. Startled, I pulled my head up. He met my resistance, jerking my head back down as he pressed his finger into my ass – shooting pain up my spine. 

"Mmffff!!!" I struggled against him as his hips began rocking below my body, grinding his zipper against my skin as his rock hard cock fought to escape his jeans. I dug my nails into his chest and screamed into his mouth. He melted into the bed, releasing me. 

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! God, Sarah.. fuck..." he panted. A look of regret washed over his face. I was in a little pain, but I couldn't let him stop now. I looked at him a moment, then sat up in his lap and leaned backward, searching for the button on his jeans. 

"What are you doing? You don't really want this..." he sighed as I knelt above him and undid his zipper. I confidently looked him in the eye as I pulled his jeans and boxers down off of his ass, freeing his pulsing red prick. 

"I want this as much as you want my panties." I said bluntly, nodding at the blue lace wad that lay on the bed beside his face. I leaned down over him and kissed his lips softly. He brought both of his hands to rest on my ass. I grabbed his cock in my hand, guiding it to my pussy. I slowly rubbed the head of his cock up and down my wet slit, biting my lip as I savored the feeling. He stared at my face, mouth agape as his hands began to press my ass down, pushing the tip of his dick inside of me. I grabbed the panties with my free hand and brought them to his face. 

"Fuck me good, and you can take as many as you want back to school with you." I teased. 

With that, he shot his hips up, filling me with the full length of his cock. I let out a startled cry and pressed back to meet his thrusts. I couldn't believe how hard he was. I rocked my hips back and forth as his hot wood repeatedly hammered against the walls of my pussy. He pulled my lips to his, his hand wrapped around my neck. 

As he pulled my body to his, his pelvis rubbed hard against my clit. My body clenched down around his cock as the friction on my clit built. He moaned into my mouth and put his hand back on my ass. I reached behind my back and tried to pull his hand away. His strong arm resisted my attempt, and he thrust two fingers deep into my ass. I screamed out as the pain soared through my body.

His fingers rammed in and out of my ass as his cock pounded my pussy, slamming my clit against his body, as he gagged my cries with his tongue. My body ached and reeled in pleasure as he invaded my holes. I couldn't get away, I didn't want to. It hurt so fucking good. 

Ryan pounded his cock into me harder and faster, I don't know if it was getting bigger, or if I was getting tighter... I couldn't contain myself anymore. My pussy gushed as my twat throbbed around his cock. 

"Oh my God, Oh my God, Ryan.... Fuck... I'm gonna.... I'm fucking cumming... fuck... fuck!!" I screamed against his lips. He slammed deeper and harder, sending me into shock as he used my sore body. 

"God please stop... stop... fuck it hurts!" I pleaded with him

"Gonna... cum.. in... your.. fucking... pussy...." He groaned below me, pounding deeper and deeper. I cried in pain as he stabbed his cock against my g-spot and pulled my ass open with his fingers. 

"Ahh FUCK!! He yelled. His hot cum shot against my cervix, filling me with his load. He pulled his fingers out of my ass and released me as I fell against him. His cum dripped from inside of me, coating his dick. I rolled off of his body, over the bed, and down onto the floor. I slowly stood, my legs shaking below me, and walked toward the bedroom door. 

"Next time, close your door!" I smiled.



Oh Brother



"I think dad is cheating is cheating on mom with the neighbor, Christina," Zane said.

"No, their swingers, they thought we wouldn't find out though. I saw her husband Felix, and mom go to the shed a few times," Hadley replied.

"Who can blame him, that Christina is a MILF for fucking sure. I wouldn't mind getting a piece of that myself," Zane said.

"Dream on, brother, I don't think you have the slightest chance, I could only imagine what would happen if you tried to hit on Christina, besides, she's like forty-three," Hadley replied.

"Please, if she likes dad, she'll love me, Hadley," Zane proudly spoke.

"Whatever, have your delusions, just stay away from that shed," Hadley smilled.

Zane walked up to his room to play Xbox, thinking about getting a chance at Christina, that nice rack, round ass. Hadley finishes loading the dishwasher, thinking to herself; it would be nice to get Christina's son, Ross in that shed. Damn him for having a girlfriend, she doesn't even go to the same school. She leans on the counter, thinking how could she get him in that shed, he knows how much she wants him. Zane stares at a paused game, trying to figure out what reason he could come up with for going next door, to throw some moves on her. He hears he BMW pull up, runs to the window and sees she just came from the grocery store.

"Fuck this game," Zane tells himself, running down the stairs.

"What the hell is wrong with you," Hadley ask, as he flies past her.

"My chance to lay some moves on Christina," Zane said running outside.

"I gotta see this," Hadley said walking outside.

"Well, hey there Zane, what's wrong," Christina asked.

"Oh nothing, I figured you could use some help with those groceries," Zane huffed.

"Sure, there's a lot of them, I appreciate it," Christina said.

"No problem, a gorgeous lady should always have help," Zane said with a sly grin.

He grabbed as many as he could in each hand and tried his best to strut to her kitchen.

"Zane, it's no hurry, I can carry some myself," Christina said a little worried.

"Don't worry, I'm strong, I can do it," Zane said

.

"The girls must love you, huh," Christina asked.

"I'd rather have a mature woman, than those drama harpies," Zane said.

"Drama harpies," Christina laughed. "You're a trip."

"Drama harpie," Hadley asked herself.

They finished unloading the groceries, Zane shut the trunk for her, standing ever so stoic and triumphant.

"Thanks Zane, I enjoyed the help," Christina said.

"Sure, I love to help. Anything you need, anything, I'll be here," Zane said with a wink.

"Smooth, real smooth," Hadley said as he walked by.

They next day, they were outside washing their cars when Ross walked up to confront Zane.

"Dude, stop hitting on my mom, that's just weird, It's bad enough your dad is...fucking her," Ross said.

"Not my fault you gotta sexy mom, she'll come to her senses," Zane said.

"I heard her telling my dad about you hitting on her, they thought it was funny," Ross said.

"Yeah, I did too. He thinks he has a chance," Hadley said.

"He doesn't, and you don't either, Hadley. Give it up," Ross said. "Why do you have your shirt off?"

Ross turns to see his mother outside as Zane waves at her.

"Hey Christina," Zane yells.

Ross shakes his head and walks away, "I'll teach them."

Zane's been watchful the past few days, looking for any weak link or delay in the shed visits. Hoping for the moment to take, a chance with sweet Christina.

"Are you still up to this, give it up, seriously," Hadley ordered.

"No, I'm studying to take my chance," Zane said.

"Good luck, they haven't been using the shed much," Hadley replied, grabbing her car keys.

"I will get that pussy," Zane yells.

Hadley starts up her Amazonia, when Ross comes jogging to the car, waving his arms around.

"What the hell is wrong with you," Hadley asked.

"I need your help with something, it's important," Ross said.

"Hmm, what could this be, I gotta get to the store, Ross," Hadley replied.

"I found out, Sonya was cheating on me, with a guy at her school, and..." Ross started.

"You want me to beat that bitches ass, she don't know what she got," Hadley slapped the steering wheel.

"I really...really wouldn't ask, but I know you would probably be the only one to do it. I want to get back at her," Ross said.

"You think I'd just fuck you at any given chance cause I like you," Hadley asked.

"Well, I figure it'll be sweet revenge before I dump her ass," Ross said.

"Could we give it a shot, that's the only way," Hadley asked.

"Fuck yeah, I know you wouldn't do that shit to me. My mom is home though," Ross said.

"My brother is too, we could use the shed, we got time to do it now," she turned her SUV off.

"Not now, go do what you were doin, I'm gonna take a shower. Text me when you get back, so I can be waiting. We gotta be quiet, though, it ain't sound proof," Ross said.

"Uh... okay, sure. I won't be long," Hadley said.

"Me either," Ross said. "Promise kiss?"

They kissed and he watched her drive off, then immediately rung their doorbell.

"What do you want, Ross" Zane asked.

"My mom's at home, She's about to get ready to meet your dad in the shed, beat her to it, you might have a chance," Ross explained.

"Why the fuck are you telling me this, I don't believe it at all," Zane said.

"As much as I'm sick of you and your dad fawning over her, think about it, this will probably be one of very few chances, maybe then, you can drop the subject," Ross explained.

"True, she wouldn't even know the difference, I'm sure. I know my dad leaves first, so I wouldn't get caught," Zane said.

"I'll text you, so you can get there first, but you gotta be quiet about it, so no one can hear you in there," Ross said.

"Thanks man," Zane said.

Zane waited for Hadley's text, laughing at his plan. He texted Zane, telling him to walk in the left side door, shut it and then pull the curtain, watch out for the bed, he texted Hadley the same accept to enter from the right. She replied she was a block away, he texted Zane to get goin.

Zane rushes to the shed and opens the door, opens the curtain right in front of him and sees the bed, he smirks, closes the door, the curtain, and sits down. Moments later, he hears the other door open with a sliver of light broken by feet, and then darkness. Her curtain swooshed to the side, "this is it," they thought. Nothing but the sound of being undressed, tossing of clothes behind curtains, hands reach out and catch. Zane pulls her close, holding her face as they kiss. He runs a hand down her back, firmly squeezing her butt, she barely manages to stifle a moan.

"This is fucking awesome," he thought. "Her body is just as I imagined."

"I knew Ross liked it a little rough, he's pretty big too," she thought.

Zane would've just been happy with the nude make-out, session, but time is burning, and the chance to fuck is now. She sits him on the bed, on her knees, more than happy to start sucking.

"Oh my god, she's giving me head, I'm getting head from Christina, the tongue work is amazing," he thought as he pushed her head down. "awe shit, gotta stay as quiet as possible, damn her vacuum mouth."

"Choke me, daddy, I've been bad. That bitch can't compete with me," she thought. "He can barely keep quiet, I'm good, I'll make you scream."

"Can't cum yet, need to change," he thought.

"Uh-oh, precum," she thought.

Hadley stopped; she ran her tongue along his piece, up his chest to his lips. Turned around and sat in his lap, her eyes wide as she nearly felt him in her stomach, she grinded slow and steady. His hands fondle her tits, she bites her lip and whimpers. 

"That's right, ride it, ride it hard, this pussy is tight for an old broad, super wet, I bet it taste good," he thought, grabbing her between her legs to signal a faster speed.

She caught on, nearly twerking on his piece. He went back to her nipples, biting her neck.

"Damn, I feel it throb, no way I can keep quiet. Shit, not while he bites my neck and rubs my clit," she thought.

He placed a hand over her mouth as he fingered her. He felt her lock up, screaming in his hand as she came. He quickly switched it up before he came himself, laying her on the bed, he went down on her. she locked her legs around his neck, he felt her cum run down his chin, working quadrants, the alphabet, cursive alphabet, and for good measure, some numbers. He stopped just before she came.

"Damn," she thought. "wait, oh make me yours, make me yours."

He pulled her legs, sliding in, picked her up and pinned her to a wall, going to town. "Time for the money maker," he thought, hands firmly gripping her ass, nails nearly dug in. She clawed in to his back, they shoved their tongues down each others throats. "This is it," she thought. Her legs locked around his, she covered her mouth, blocking all types of expletives and noises, pulling his face in to her neck as he started up. They were trapped there for a moment, before he staggered over and they fell on the bed. No time to wind down, they went back behind the curtains to fight with the clothes. Ross sat on the back porch watching.

They both wanted to get away quickly before either were caught, Hadley was quicker than Zane, sitting in the kitchen with a drink. Zane appeared shortly, looking at her covered in sweat.

"Why are you grinning so hard, Zane," Hadley asked.

"Why are you sweaty, Hadley," Zane fired back.

"I just helped Ross get even with his girlfriend, we had sex," she grinned.

"I just got me some Christina...in the shed," Zane stood proud.

"Uh, stop lying, me and Ross were just in the shed, the best sex I've had so far," Hadley argued.

"No, I just fucking left the shed, that's were...I..ca-" Zane started.

"Are you fucking kidding me, we were...oh my god, I want to kill myself! What the fuck, are you telling me-" Hadley yelled.

"We fucked each other!? I ate your pussy and fucked you," Zane exclaimed.

"I...I..sucked your dick, I rode your dick...I rode your dick," Hadley went on.

"No, no, no, no, no, fuck, what the fuck," Zane screamed.

They both ran to their rooms, fighting for the lead. Ross was in the patio door laughing his ass off.

They didn't talk to each other for nearly two weeks. Their parents had no idea what happened, at some point, they let it go. Zane didn't want to set foot in that shed again. Although, every time he saw Christina go in there, he was tempted. One day, he stepped on the back porch, Ross, was on his.

"So, Zane, how was my mom's pussy," Ross laughed.

"You don't know how fucked up that was, dude. I can't look at her or myself, anymore," Zane growled.

"Well, it is Kentucky, so..." Ross started.

"Fuck you, I should beat your fucking ass in to the pavement," Zane said.

"Then leave my mom alone, next time you wanna fuck her, think about that sweet sister pussy," Ross said.

"I'll make sure I fuck your mom, to rub it in your face," threatened Zane.

"I set you up last time, you really man enough, she's in there now waiting for your dad to show up," Ross said.

"Dude, fuck off, I'm not fucking my sister again," Zane said.

"Hadley's gone dude, she left while you were threatening me, I'm out here to let her know when your dad is here, she's in there all nude, watch," Ross said. "He's here!"

There was a reply knock on the shed.

"I'll show you, mother fucker," Zane stormed to the shed.

"You know the drill, big dog, left door," Ross said.

Zane walked in, stripped down, walked through the curtain. She started to speak and he shushed her. Zane grabbed her face and kissed her, he grabbed her ass, she grabbed his, spread it and stuck a finger in it, he followed. No thoughts, just sex. She got on her knees and sucked him off, he let go a few moans, she sucked and slurped, even his balls. He started to fuck her face, figuring she liked it rough. He held steadfast to his climax. She guided him to the bed, where he laid her down and ate her pussy, doing all the tricks he knew. she moaned, groaned, locked her legs around him. She poured out, he resisted her attempt to push him away as he knocked out another. Once her legs were tired, he figured what the hell, lifting them up to tongue her asshole. Zane really wanted Ross to hear her scream- which she did intermittedly. 

"I'll show both of you who a real man is," he thought.

with a grunt, she yanked him up and stuck him in, he sucked on her lavish tits as he pounded her, nails in his back, legs locked, she was screaming hard as she climaxed. He thrust hard, quick, fast, and in a hurry. Flipping her over, hands on her wide hips, he went at her doggystyle. Making himself last as long as he could. There was a lot of squishing noises, he slipped out, unknowingly going in her ass, makes no difference to her. His hands on her shoulder, forcing her head in the mattress.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," she yelled.

Zane was on the brink, he must've smacked her ass raw. He pulled out, she sat up and sucked it, she laid him back and rode him hard, to the point of matched breathing. He let go, cumming hard, followed by her, she sat on his face for clean up, found the towel, finished, tossed it to him. Zane put his clothes on, stepped outside, walked over to Ross.

"Now, like I said, I can lay it down," Zane said with shared cum on his face.

Zane's mother walks out of the shed and spots Ross and Zane, Ross starts to bust out laughing.

"Sorry, ma'am, he asked for it," Ross laughed.

She noticed he had some cum on his face, all she could do is stare at him in pure un- well more like adulterated awe. All he could do is walk away, Hadley pulled up as he walked to his Talladega.

"You finally get Christina," she asked.

"No, although I'd rather it were you instead," Zane, got in his car and drove off. 



Oh, Brother!  And Sister!



Several times recently I've had reason to be thankful for my siblings. Thankful for their kindness, but also simply thankful for the way our relationships have evolved over the years to bring us to this point. We can talk now. We can share things about how we grew up and how it affected us, help each other see the lessons in where we came from. It didn't always used to be this way, far from it.

I think it would be safe to say that as children, my sister and I did not get along at all and I simply didn't interact with my brothers much. They were all so much older than myself. But as adults we didn't let ourselves or our relationships remain static. We talked, we communicated and we made things better. It didn't magically happen on it's own. It took time and saying the things we're all afraid to say. We had to lay our cards on the table and trust that the other wasn't playing a game. I've read that the number one fear men have is rejection. I'd say that's probably tops for women too. 

I believe that relationships with family are a love bond that also often falls prey to that fear of rejection, which holds us back from expressing ourselves. But if we don't communicate honestly, we tend to read between the lines and everything gets confused. We assume we know what the other is saying and end up putting words in their mouth and attributing thoughts to them that aren't theirs. Our imagination runs away with us. 

I'm not sure my sister and I could have worked through these things face to face. When we tried to we ended up frustrated and arguing angrily instead of resolving things. In the end, we wrote long e-mail letters to each other. It gave us time to react. I would read her letter and get really angry then wait to respond. Siblings know how to push your buttons. The people who you love the most have the most power to hurt you. Some suggest we should be able to be the most free with those we love, and I agree, but you can't be careless. You have to take the most care with them and be the most considerate and also the most forgiving.

One technique I learned that really helped was to sandwich hard to hear statements between statements acknowledging someone else's good intentions. When I had to ask my sister to stop doing something, I'd first acknowledge her good intentions in why she was doing it. 

I also learned that how you view people is important. I could choose to view my sister as a cruel person or I could choose to view her as a good person who was hurting and making mistakes. There were times when I had to dig deep and look for the good to hold onto.

Siblings often share things; toys, clothes, music CDs, hair or eye color. Tastes can end up being among the things they share. My sister and I showed up one Christmas in the same exact long black wool coat from the same store. How did that come about? I think it was a combination of things. It was from a store our mother had always shopped at and so we did too. We also have similar body types, small waist and big hips, so we shop to suit that. Nature and nurture, going hand in hand.

Siblings share something much more important than things though. Siblings share a history. We view that history from different perspectives though. We can help each other understand our history and it's influence on our present if we put those perspectives together. We may each have a part of a story and when we put it together, it can help makes us feel whole in the present. 

It can be really hard when the other person refuses to even acknowledge that something happened. Having parents do that is so very disconcerting. Having siblings that remember it the same way you do is helpful in validating your experience, a very good reason to keep those communication lines open. I've chosen to see that refusal to acknowledge past transgressions as a regret, if not an actual apology. It has helped me make peace with the past. Explaining that to my sister helper her a little too.

A few years back there was a commercial which said that your siblings will probably be the longest relationship of your life. It's true, but not always easy to deal with. I think it's a relationship worth investing time and energy in. When it's not working, take a break. Heck, take a long break while somebody learns some life lessons, but don't give up. People do learn and they do grow. Sometimes it can be hard to acknowledge that potential in someone you always see as five years older or younger than yourself, but it's so worth it.