24 comments/ 443616 views/ 146 favorites Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 01 By: Susan_in_a_thong Maybe breast feeding for the rest of you mothers out there was a joy, but for me it was pain mixed with misery... and ultimately led me into a situation that, while it has its deep pleasures, also has caused me much anxiety and worry. I suppose I should have been worried when, after being six months pregnant, my breasts really began to grow and be sore. I went from barely a B cup to a fully-filled out C cup. I tried to not let the pain bother me, and didn't want it to interfere with my sex life with my husband, Greg, but it did. Nothing, however, could have prepared me for what was to come after my son was born. The doctor said it was one of the more severe cases of engorgement she had ever seen, but that didn't do anything to comfort me -- I was in non-stop pain, despite the cabbage leaves, hot showers, self-expression, etc... She tried to pass it off as having over-active lactation, but to me it seemed like my breasts would explode any minute. Once I got into a rhythm feeding my son, Brayden, it got a little better. Still, if he wasn't right there when my milk let down, it didn't take long for my breasts to start hurting again. That, coupled with raw nipples, made me want to swear off the whole thing. But, after many consultations with lactation experts, I decided that I wanted to go for at least 6 months, and hoped that things would get better over time, that my body would eventually figure out how much milk it needed to make, and no more. But it seemed like every time I just about got to that stage, I would have a setback, due to a vacation throwing our rhythm off, or me being sick and not wanting to get my son sick as well. The extremely expensive breast pump that we bought saw me through, but it never quite drained me like my son did, and for some reason seemed like it sent a signal to my body to make more, when I was trying to get it to make less. The biggest problem, however, was how turned off Greg was by the whole process. He teased me all the time about the pump, and seemed much less interested in sex than he used to. It didn't matter that as soon as I could, I was back in the gym and by 6 months was in even better shape than before I was pregnant; it was apparently the fact that watching me give birth had grossed him out. He used to spend hours between my legs eating me out, and now wouldn't go near my pussy with his tongue. We talked about it frequently, and he reassured me he loved and wanted me, but that it would take him some time to get over the breastfeeding and the birth. I tried to be patient, but I was more than ready to get back into the active sex life we had had. It seemed like I was horny all the time, to the point that, on numerous occasions, when my son was really hungry and was feeding well, I would get very aroused, and would finish myself off after he was done feeding and was asleep. Pretty pathetic, to be honest...! Nevertheless, I hit the 6 month mark and decided that I would start to wean my son, so that the endless pain would go away. I tried, over the course of a week, to get him to drink formula at nights, instead of from my breasts, and he took to it surprisingly well -- only my breasts didn't. They kept producing the same amount, even though I followed the guidance of two different lactation consultants. The only thing keeping me from going insane with the pain in my breasts was my trusty (and did I say expensive?) breast pump. Unfortunately, I was about to lose my only touch with reality, because Greg was leaving on Monday for a business trip for a week, and thus I would have nobody to talk with or take care of our son. And, of course, that's when my breast pump decided to fail on me. I spent an agonizing day on Tuesday morning trying to self-express and get my son to drink from me again -- but he was content with the formula and wasn't much interested in my milk anymore. Tuesday afternoon was a blur, trying to figure out where to take my breast pump to get it repaired. I barely made it to the store in time to drop it off, and asked if they had anything I could borrow. All they had was a manual breast pump, which, when I got home, only made me laugh like someone gone off her rocker. While it got me through the night, I knew in the morning my milk would come in in force, and I honestly didn't know how I would make it through. I was gearing up to head back out to find another pump, when the doorbell rang, and there stood my brother Jeff, with a big box of clothes in his hands. He had a big smile on his face, and said, "Hey, Sis, Denise wanted me to drop off these clothes for Brayden." But when he saw the grimace on my face he said, "Hey, Sabrina... are you ok?" I opened the door and let him in, saying, "No... I'm in a lot of pain, to be honest." "What happened? Did you fall or stub your toe?" "No... none of that... you probably don't want to know." "Oh, come on... please tell me what happened?" "Ok, since you asked... my breasts are killing me. I'm trying to wean Brayden, and... it's not going very good." "Oh... right... too much milk?" "Yeah... how did you know?" "Are you kidding me? We have 3 kids, you know; I've been through all of this with Denise." Ah, yes, Denise... Jeff's picture-perfect wife. Denise, who was always prim and proper, with the perfect sense of style in clothes. Denise, who, despite having three kids, kept a perfectly maintained home. Denise, who was tall and thin, but somehow still had perfectly perky D-cup breasts, perfectly manicured nails, sparkling blue eyes, and always styled long blond hair. I'm not sure why I always compared myself to her, to be honest. Even though I wasn't that short (5'7"), I didn't have the slender frame that she had, but was more curvy. And for some reason, my shoulder-length dark brown hair and deep brown eyes seemed downright plain, next to her. The only comfort I took was in my complexion, a result of some recessive genes that brought my distant Italian heritage to the surface, giving me that light olive skin (as well as the fiery temper and emotions), something I knew Denise tried for with tanning, but never achieved. The worst part was that she was extremely sweet and nice. She had welcomed me like a long-lost sister when I first met her, and I hated myself for liking her so much. "Right... forgot... anyway... my body just can't seem to figure it all out, and my breast pump won't work, and I think I'm going to explode if I don't get any relief." With a huge grin on his face, he said, "Where's Greg? He'd probably love to help you take care of that." "What do you mean?" "Well, nothing... just... not to gross you out, but... I loved drinking from Denise when she was breastfeeding." "Are you serious?" "Absolutely! It was awesome." "First of all, that is way too much information. Secondly... Greg isn't really interested in it, to be honest." "Seriously? Man, I loved Denises' milk... so sweet, perfect temperature..." "You are such a pervert." "Why, because I did that?" "I don't know, Jeff... I just... am in a lot of pain right now. I can't even think straight. All I want is some relief." "Is there anything I can do to help?" He said this, and I honestly believe his question was innocent and his only intent was to help me out. He would have driven to the moon and back, if I had asked him to. His face was one of sincerity, and I knew he wasn't thinking at all the same thoughts I was thinking. I didn't know what to say, but just kept looking into his eyes, until I could see that he finally got to the same idea as what I was thinking. "Do you want me to... you know... help you... relieve some pressure?" I couldn't speak, so just nodded, and then walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. He sat down next to me and said, "Are you sure about this? I mean, are you ok with it?" I said, "I am if you are. I just am in so much pain right now I don't care about anything else." He said, "Ok, tell me what you want me to do." Reluctantly, I unbuttoned my blouse and opened it. He scooted closer to me, and I unsnapped my nursing bra over my right breast, pulling my breast out for him. I cleared my throat and then nervously said, "Let's start with this one." He nodded, and then bent down and, cupping my breast with his right hand, began to drink from my breast. The initial relief felt amazing... even though the left breast was just as full, the fact that the right one was finally being drained momentarily drowned out any other feeling I had at the time. Jeff was sucking very gently but very strongly on my breast, just as Brayden did when he was very hungry... and that's when I noticed that I was starting to feel aroused. I tried to discount the feeling, but sure enough, I was turned on, and was getting more turned on as every moment went by. I tried in vain for several minutes to convince myself that what I was thinking and feeling was pure craziness. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine Greg sucking my breast, but the image wouldn't come. I opened my eyes and for some reason looked down into Jeff's lap -- and could see he had a huge erection, and I was even more amazed as it continued to get bigger. "I had no idea he was that big" I said to myself, which was immediately followed by, "What are you thinking? He's your BROTHER!" which was immediately followed by, "I can't believe how aroused I am." He must have had some idea, because his sucking grew more intense, causing deep painful pleasure in my breast, to the point that I involuntarily let out a lengthy gasp of pleasure. The next moment, I felt his hand lightly touch my leg, just above the knee. The feel of his hand on my leg was electric. A little voice in my head kept telling me how wrong this was, but somehow I knew I wouldn't stop what was about to happen. It had been too long since I had tasted the sweet satisfaction and deep pleasure of sex. Never mind the fact that it was going to be from my brother, not from my husband... Jeff's hand slid a little further up my leg, and I felt myself yielding to him, spreading my legs apart slowly as his hand moved down onto my thigh. His hand reached the hem of my skirt and slowly moved underneath, steadily sliding up my thigh. Even as my head said, "This is crazy, Sabrina -- STOP" I began to move my hand towards him, touching him first on the leg to get oriented, then moving my hand over to feel the erection in his slacks. While I had experimented with several guys before I married Greg, I had not once ever felt anything as big as Jeff. And, to be honest, Greg's cock barely made it to 6" and was somewhat thin, so I wasn't really ready for something this big. I ran my hand slowly up and down the shaft, and felt Jeff's cock throb and pulse in response. And, by this point, Jeff's hand had made it to my crotch, and he was gently moving his fingers along the edge of my panties. There was no doubt about the fact that I was very aroused, as I could tell I was soaked and so I knew he also felt my heat and wetness. He directed his attention to where my pussy was, and began to gently probe, looking for my clit. He found it, and a bolt of electricity shot through me, exiting in the form of a groan of pleasure out of my open mouth. The whole time this was happening he never stopped sucking on my breast, never stopped drinking from me. I knew without a doubt that I had to have him inside me. And I also knew that after the passion and lust had passed, I would be filled with regret -- but that wasn't enough to stop me. I tugged at his belt and the zipper of his slacks, and he moved one hand down to undo his belt and pants. I was amazed at his coordination, being able to suck from me, while stroking my pussy and clit with one hand, and undoing his pants with the other. As I was reaching in to release his cock, he slipped his fingers, and then his hand, under my panties, and first slid his fingers through my pussy to get them wet, before attacking my clit. I couldn't remember when I had felt this much arousal. And then I got his cock out of his pants and boxers, and wrapped my hand around him. His cock felt hot to the touch, and it was fully aroused. I finally opened my eyes to take a peek at it, and saw a thick cock with a plump head that had a huge drop of precum on its tip. I moved my hand up to touch the precum and spread it around, and I felt him shiver with pleasure. It was now or never, and although my mind said "NEVER!" one last time, my body took over. I leaned forward and stood up; my right breast felt totally empty, but my left breast had been untouched and gave me a brief reminder of the pain I was in. I turned around and did not look at Jeff, but instead pulled off my skirt and slid off my panties. Without saying anything, Jeff slid his shoes off, and then took his slacks and boxers off. I mumbled, "The other breast now" as I took my blouse and bra off. Completely naked, I moved to straddle my brother on the couch. He reached out to help me get situated, then immediately took my left breast into his mouth and began sucking. I let out another moan of pleasure and relief, and then reached down and took his cock in my hand, and guided it towards my pussy. I was amazed at how wet I was and slowly lowered myself onto him. I let out a long, slow moan as I took about half of his cock inside me. It felt incredible but also was very uncomfortable -- I just hadn't had someone that big inside me, ever, and I felt like I was being split in two for a few seconds. I moved my hips up again and felt him slide out. I lowered myself onto his cock again, this time taking him all the way in. I pushed my hips down hard onto him, grinding my clit, and then slowly raised up again. I could tell he was enjoying the ride from his moans, but he never once faltered in drinking from my breast. I began to slowly ride his cock; once my pussy had adjusted a little, I quickened the pace. I could feel an orgasm coming and let the waves of pleasure build within me and wash over me. I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck and tilted my head back, closing my eyes and giving myself over to the pleasure inside me. It took perhaps all of about 5 minutes before I was at orgasm, a cascading, overpowering sensation that made me shake repeatedly and loudly moan over and over again. I think my orgasm set him off, because he came deep inside of me shortly afterwards, letting out a huge groan as his cock exploded within. As the pleasure began to ebb from my body, the magnitude of what had just happened began to hit me. Keeping my eyes closed, I put my forehead onto his forehead and said, "Oh Jeff... what did we just do?" His response was to let out a soft laugh that conveyed pleasure and relaxation. I said, "This was so wrong, Jeff... so wrong." He laughed again, and said, "well, that might be true... but we're both consenting adults, it's not like we robbed a bank." "I know, but... this is incest, Jeff, plain and simple incest." "True. And I hate to say this, but from your body language, I think it was also something that you've needed for a long time now." I thought about what he said, and realized he was exactly right. "You are right... I did need that... more than I thought I did." We sat there in silence for a little bit. His semi-hard cock was still inside me, and two stark facts hit me at the same time: one, I wasn't on birth control, and two, he hadn't used a condom and had come inside of me. Still keeping my eyes shut, our heads together, I said, in a somewhat worried tone, "Please tell me you've had a vasectomy." He laughed again, and said, "Why? Don't you know you can't get pregnant while breastfeeding?" "I know that there are rare cases where women have gotten pregnant... oh Jeff, please... tell me you had that operation, please..." He laughed again and said, "Years ago. Been shooting blanks for almost 5 years now, so don't worry about that." I smiled and let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Good." We sat there in silence for a little bit, and then he said, "I have to be completely honest with you, Sabrina... and I know this might disturb you a little, but... I have wanted to have sex with you for years. Over a decade, really." My eyes shot open and I sat back, looking in his eyes as I blurted out, "WHAT?!? Are you serious?" I quickly got off of him, feeling his cock slide out of me with a wet pop, and stood in front of him, my hands on my hips, staring at him with a growing anger. He smiled and said, "Of course! Look at you -- you're gorgeous! You're one of the most beautiful women I've ever met, from the inside out! You've got that gorgeous face with those sexy lips, deep brown eyes, luxurious, thick hair... you're absolutely phenomenal, and you know you've got a knock-out body... awesome tits, thin narrow waist, then those voluptuous hips and the best... the very best... that absolutely smokin' hot ass. DAMN is that thing ever fine. I could look at it all day. Every hot-blooded guy in America probably would love to be with you. You are totally fuckable." I blushed and said, "Fuckable? Fuckable? Thanks for the compliment, you pervert!" "Hey -- don't get offended. I'm just trying to be honest with you. How am I not supposed to notice that my little sister has grown up to be a friggin' hot woman? I'm not supposed to notice the curves, the firm, tanned legs, the sexy face, the way your ass looked in those khaki pants you wore on the 4th of July?" "So you really have fantasized about me for 10 years?" "More like 14 years." "What? You PERVERT! You were fantasizing about me when I was 16?" "Well, I wouldn't say I was fantasizing about you then, but yeah, I did notice how you had developed into a very beautiful woman." "I can't believe this is happening." And it was at that point I felt a warm glob of come drip out of my pussy and onto my calf. I looked down and spread my legs apart, and watched in amazement as glob after glob of thick white come dripped out and spattered onto the hardwood floor. In amazement I said, "Geez, Jeff, how much did you come?" He smiled and said, "Sorry, but... I was really turned on, and didn't hold back." As I watched more globs drip out, I muttered, "I guess not." I turned around and leaned over the kitchen counter to grab some paper towels, and felt a big glob stick to my thigh and knee. I shook my head and laughed as I turned back around and began to clean myself up. I moved over to clean up the little pool of come on the floor, and glanced up in time to see Jeff with my panties, smelling and tasting the crotch. I said, "What in the HELL are you doing?" He smiled again and said, "Sorry, just wanted to know what you taste like." "You are SUCH A PERVERT!" Apparently I yelled too loudly, because Brayden woke up and started to cry. I gave Jeff an exasperated look as I grabbed my panties out of his hand, gathered up my clothes, and went into Brayden's room. I quickly put my bra, blouse, and skirt on, throwing my soaked panties into the dirty clothes hamper in the hall, and walked back out to the living room in time to catch Jeff running the fingers of his hand up the shaft of his semi-hard cock, which he then stuck into his mouth. "Now what are you doing?" "Just... tasting, sorry..." "Pervert. Don't you need to get back to work?" "Yes, I do... I just came by to drop off the box of clothes... look, Sabrina, please don't worry too much about what we did, ok? Seriously, it is no big deal. I'm happy to let it go and pretend it never happened, honest. I will never bring it up again, ever, ok?" I sighed, and said, "Ok. I just can't believe we did that." "I know, me either, honest. Never in a million years did I think that was going to happen. But try to look on the bright side." "What do you mean?" "Well, your breasts aren't going to explode, are they? I mean, they don't hurt anymore, do they?" Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 01 He had a point, and I had to agree with him. They actually felt almost normal. "True, very true." "And besides... you got a great orgasm out of it, too." "Oh, you PERVERT!!!" But I knew he was right, so very right. I didn't want to admit it, but it was probably one of the best orgasms I had ever had in my life. Jeff had done such a great job of draining me that I had nothing left to offer Brayden that evening, but he happily took the formula, and I went to bed for the first time that night with my breasts not in agony. Still, they were beginning to fill back up, and I hoped that the next day wouldn't be a repeat in pain. What was more troubling were the thoughts that kept running through my head about the sex I had had with Jeff. It was so wrong... and yet I found myself focusing more on the deep, deep pleasure he had given me. And while the sex had satisfied my needs, it also seemed to re-awaken the sexual desires within me that had been neglected for over a year. I took a shower after Jeff had left, and washed myself as good as I could, but had to change my panties later in the afternoon due to the come that was still inside me, dripping out and soaking the crotch. And I caught myself playing with my pussy while I watched TV in the evening. That night I had very lurid, erotic sexual dreams, but could only remember fragments of them in the morning. The one that I couldn't get out of my mind (and truthfully, didn't want to get out of my mind) was of sucking a cock, Jeff's cock, while another cock was inside my pussy from behind. I tried hard to put all of that nonsense behind me in the morning, and found it relatively easy, because more milk had come in early in the morning, and my breasts were once again filled to the max. I tried to get Brayden to drink more, but he wasn't interested. You picked a bad time to be completely weaned, I thought to myself. I realized I needed to get out and find a breast pump, and so got dressed and packed up to go shopping for one. Before I left I went to start a load of laundry, sorting the clothes to make separate loads of darks and whites. When I came across the panties from yesterday -- first the blue cotton bikini ones, soaked with my juices from my encounter with Jeff; then the white cotton briefs that I had put on after the shower, that quickly became soaked with the residual come inside me; then the black satin ones I had worn during the night, which had a mix of my wetness, and a little of Jeff's come -- I had another wave of passion and arousal. I briefly thought about calling Jeff, but quickly put it out of my head, and started the washing machine. My breasts were starting to ache badly again, and I needed to get going. Brayden and I headed out to the garage, and I got him settled into the backseat of my car. I turned the key and heard the click-click, which I had learned meant I had a dead battery. I closed my eyes, whispered, "Please, no..." under my breath, and tried once more. Nothing. That's just great, I thought. Now what am I supposed to do? I took Brayden out of the car and noticed that he was asleep, so I put him back in his room and closed the door. I started to walk over to the kitchen to use the phone, and was surprised to hear it ring. I picked it up, and said, "Hello?" "Hey, Sis, this is Jeff, just... wanted to see how you were doing, make sure we're still ok." "Hi, Jeff... thanks for thinking of me. We're doing fine." I debated on what I should tell him, and finally realized that having him come over to start my car would be cheaper than calling the mechanic. "Actually, I'm not doing ok... I really need to get out and get a new pump, because I'm in a lot of pain again, and I just tried to start the car and it's dead." "So, me helping yesterday didn't work?" "No, it helped out a lot, actually... was the first time I've slept good since Brayden was born." I tried not to think about the dreams I had had. "But the milk is back again?" "Yeah... not quite as bad as yesterday, but still very very painful... and I think Brayden has decided he's weaned, since he isn't interested in me at all." "Wow. That sucks. I mean, shoot... no pun intended, honest, Sister. So, what's wrong with the car?" "It just goes click click when I turn the key. I think the battery is dead." "Could be. Want me to come by and give you a jump? I mean, jump you? I mean jump your car, sorry! Jump-start your car, that's what I meant." I laughed, and said, "You perv. Yes, please, would you mind?" "Nope, just finishing up a file and I'll be on my way. See you in 20 minutes." I hung up the phone and sat down. A wide spectrum of thoughts, feelings, and sensations came at me all the same time, and I tried hard to sort them out. I knew for certain that there could be no more sex with Jeff, period. I also knew that fucking his cock was amazingly pleasurable. Another wave of milk came in and my breasts began to ache and throb as they had yesterday. And having Jeff suck them was such piercing sweet pleasure. A jumble of voices in my head, all screaming, "What am I thinking? Wow, his cock was huge. Stop this now! You can't do that again with him, EVER. I can't believe how much come there was..." The doorbell rang, and there was Jeff, in his business suit, with a kind, gentle smile on his face. "Hey, Sis, so is the car in the garage?" All business, no hint of what we had done yesterday in his voice or on his face. Whew. I said, "Yep, here's the key." I handed the keys to him, and he took them, our hands touching momentarily. His hand was warm and once again electric to the touch. I will NOT get aroused again, I thought, and then felt a hint of wetness as I followed him to the garage. "Greg has a jump-starter in here somewhere; I gave it to him for his birthday last year... ah, there it is." He popped open the hood of the car, and said, "How old is this piece of junk, anyway?" I sighed, and said, "Almost 10 years old. Greg wants me to drive it for another year or so... we just can't afford a new car right now." He nodded as he hooked up the jump-starter and said, "Looks like it's got a full charge, so this should start in no time." He got in and tried to start the car. Nothing. No noise at all. He got out and looked under the hood again, touching the various parts of the engine. As he wiped his hands off on a rag, he looked at me and said, "Well, you're not going to want to hear this, but this car isn't going anywhere on its own, today. It could be the battery, or the starter, but to be honest, since it's so old, it could be a bunch of things." Right about then another wave of milk came in, and I winced. He looked at me and said, "You're really in a lot of pain, aren't you." We walked back into the house, and I said, "Yes... almost as bad as yesterday. It feels like they are going to explode any second." He laughed as he washed his hands at the sink; it wasn't a relaxed laugh, but a nervous laugh. He was thinking the same thing I was thinking. To distract myself, I called the mechanic and asked for a tow truck to come take the car to the shop. I looked at Jeff, and said, "The guy I spoke to said he would try to get the truck here as soon as possible, but it could be two to three hours from now. He asked me to wait around until the truck showed up." "That is too bad, Sister. Do you want me to go out and get you a pump, or... what can I do to help?" The look on his face was one of sincerity, but in his eyes I saw the spark of desire. "Jeff, we can't... we can't do that again. We just can't." "I know, I know... I just hate to see you in that much pain, and I have to be honest with you -- what are your other options at this point? I'd be happy to take you with me back to work, and you could take my car from there, but then you'd miss the tow truck. And you said that me drinking from you worked for you yesterday." "Yes, the sucking did, but... we can't have sex again." "I know, I know... I'll be the perfect gentleman." I sighed, and said, "Ok... ok. Let's go sit on the couch." We sat back down on the couch, and Jeff put his hands in his lap while I lifted up my shirt and unsnapped my nursing bra again, once again offering my breast to him. He leaned in and gently cupped my breast with his hand, and began sucking. He started off gently, but gradually began to suck deeper. I closed my eyes and tried to put all thoughts of sex out of my head, but it was like fighting the incoming tide. I was getting aroused again, and fast. I tried one more time to fight off the desire burning within me, but lost focus when I felt my pussy get wet again. I leaned my head back, took a deep breath, and said, "Oh Jeff... it feels so good, so good..." The words were out of my mouth before I even knew it. His hand immediately shot out and touched my leg. Through the jeans I was wearing I could feel the warmth of his hand and could feel it sliding up. I reached over and immediately found his cock, and felt it rapidly growing in his slacks. I spread my legs wide for him as his hand reached my crotch, and he began to rub my pussy through the jeans. The thought of "this is so wrong" was replaced with the thought of, "I should have worn a skirt again". I took my hand off of his crotch and stood up, turning to face him. He started to protest, saying, "But you said..." but I cut him off with a throaty, mumbled, "Shut up." Without looking in his eyes, I slid my shirt off and then reached behind me to undo my bra. I undid my jeans and slid them off, along with my panties. While I was doing this he took his shoes and slacks off, undid his tie, and slid his shirt and t-shirt off. While I noticed his flat stomach and well-shaped pectoral muscles, my focus quickly zoomed in on his cock. I once again straddled him on the couch, and quickly centered my pussy over his cock. He reached out for the other breast and began sucking deeply as I slid down onto his cock. I quickly coated his rock-hard shaft with my wetness and began to ride him hard and fast, grinding my clit into him with every thrust. He shifted his hips slightly, re-orienting the way his cock slid into me, and by doing so, began to hit my g-spot. I moaned loudly and said, "oh fuck yes, Jeff... oh fuck yes." He responded with, "oh Sabrina... I want to fuck you all day long... I want you so bad." That made me ride him harder, and I quickly came to orgasm, climaxing over and over again as I slowly rode his cock. The pleasure from him was very intense, and left me feeling weak. He put his hands on my hips, and without a word, slid me off of him and had me sit on the couch. I leaned back as he stood up in front of me. His cock was huge and was glistening with my wetness. He stepped up to the edge of the couch and stood in between my spread legs. Our eyes connected and I understood what he wanted. I leaned forward and took his cock in my hand, and opened my mouth. He thrust his hips forward gently and slid his cock into my mouth. It was hot and I could taste my pussy juices on it. I sucked it for perhaps a minute before he pulled out and got on his knees between my legs. He then leaned forward and eagerly, greedily began to lick and suck my drenched pussy. It felt wonderful and I began to get aroused again. I could definitely tell that this was something he had thought about for a long time, the way he licked and sucked, and then would stop and carefully examine my pussy, before licking my clit and sliding his tongue inside me. He stopped and then positioned himself so that his cock was at the entrance of my pussy. He slid into me again and I gasped a little with the hardness of his thrust. He began to slowly, but deeply fuck me, all the while focused on watching his cock slide in and out of me. He was mesmerized watching his cock being swallowed over and over again by my body, and I was mesmerized watching his face. There was no doubt at all in my mind that he truly had fantasized about this for a long time, and I also knew that we both were getting much satisfaction and pleasure out of this forbidden sex. The pleasure must have been too much because it didn't take too long before he was coming inside me. His thrusts were deep, very deep, as he sought to come as deeply inside of me as possible. He finished coming and leaned forward, resting his head on my now-empty breasts. "Damn, Sabrina... that was awesome." "Yes, it was. I have to admit, I am totally blown away at how erotic and satisfying this sex is." "No kidding. I've wanted to do that for years." "I could tell." "Was it that obvious?" "Oh yeah." He laughed and then leaned back and slowly slid out of me. He sat down next to me on the couch. I shifted my hips and leaned back, spreading my legs. We both watched as the come started to steadily drip out of me. Glob after glob after glob of thick, pearly white come. All I could say was, "Wow. Wow." With each glob. He just leaned back, closed his eyes, and smiled. Like yesterday, it was a huge load. "Does that happen for you every time?" He said, "What do you mean?" "I mean, do you always have that much come, every time?" "Oh... yeah, most of the time... sometimes more, though." "More? Seriously? Geez... I'm starting to wonder about what I've missed being married these last 6 years to Greg... he never has that much." "Really? He's not the greatest of lovers?" "He's a sweetie, honest... I love him... but, well, the sex life hasn't really been there since about the time I was 5 months along." "That just blows me away, Sis. If I was your husband, I'd be all over you, all the time, and would do anything to get between your sweet, sweet thighs." "You just were between my sweet, sweet thighs, you pervert, and have been all over me the last two days... Brother." He got a big grin on his face, and said, "Oh yeah... damn that was good, too. Sooo incredibly good. Sweet, sweet, sweet." "You are such a perv." "I know, I know." We rested in silence for a moment, and then I asked, "So, pervert, what other kinky fantasies do you have about me?" "Oh man... where to begin... well, to be honest, I'd give anything to see that ass of yours in a thong... not just any thong, but some no-kidding lingerie." "Really? You mean like the whole garter-belt and stocking get-up?" "Oh yeah... big time. I would love to slowly undress you while I worship that sweet body of yours." "Is that it?" "No... not to get too graphic on you, but I desperately want to eat you out in a variety of positions... want to 69 you... I want to come in your mouth, and watch you swallow my load... and man oh man, I want to fuck you doggy style for like 4 hours straight." "Ouch!" "Oh... I wouldn't be able to last that long... but I want to do that so bad." "Sounds like you have spent way too much time thinking about things you want to do to me!" "You got that right." I couldn't believe I was going to say it, and in disbelief I heard myself say, "So... do you want to come over tomorrow? I mean, I'm probably going to need some relief from the milk flow, and I don't have a car, so..." He looked at me, and said, "Are you serious?" I nodded, and said, "I guess I'm thinking that we've already done it twice now, and with Greg gone this week, it seems like the timing is right for this, for us to do this... and you drinking from me has helped a lot, honest. The sex is... amazingly kinky and mind-blowingly fantastic, and if you honestly are that hard over for me, then I can only imagine how good it will be if we have the time to really enjoy ourselves. But it has to end after that. No more, no matter what. Deal?" "Deal. But... a couple of questions, if you don't mind?" "Ok -- shoot." "Ok... do you have lingerie to wear?" "Yes, I've got some... want to see what I've got?" He nodded, and so I got up and walked down the hall to the master bedroom, a final glob of come dripping out of me onto my thigh. I came back with my basket of lingerie and gave it to him, and then got some paper towels to clean up the river of come dripping down the couch and onto the floor. I'm glad it's fake black leather and cleans easily, I thought to myself. "This one. This set." I looked up and he was holding up a set of lingerie I had bought before I got pregnant, but never worn because it hadn't fit very well. It had black satin and lace borders with embroidered pink panels, and was a matching bustier, thong, and garter-belt. I smiled and said, "Ok... what do you want over the top?" Jeff smiled and said, "Remember that flowery dress you wore last summer at the beach?" "Yep... you like that thing?" "Oh yeah... totally got me hard. Shows off your curves and your ass perfectly." "Ok, I can dig it up... although black stockings under it will look kind of funny." "Don't worry, the dress won't stay on long." "Nice, you pervert... any other requests?" "Well, yeah... I mean... there's lots I want to do... and I've been fantasizing about this for a long time, so... can I call the shots tomorrow, do things in the order I want?" "Of course." "Ok, great... which brings up the next question, how long do you want to go for?" "You mean, like how many hours? Seriously?" "Yeah, because, well, for all that I want to do... would probably mean about 3 hours worth of sex." "Oh my gosh, you are sick in the head!" It was absolutely bizarre that I was sitting on the couch, completely naked, next to my equally naked brother, having this conversation. "Well, I'm just asking, that's all..." "No, I understand... well, I'll have to take breaks to take care of Brayden, but... that shouldn't be an issue." "One more question." "Ok..." "Well, since, after tomorrow, we're done, I was hoping for some... mementos, to remember it?" "Like what?" "Well, for starters... the thong." I smiled, and said, "Of course." "And... pictures." "Pictures? Excuse me?" "Yeah... some pictures... maybe a few video clips. Nothing that would identify us, you know, but just some pictures... of your ass in that thong, in some poses... my cock inside you... my come dripping out of you." "I don't know, Jeff. I just would be afraid they would get out into the internet." "Absolutely not. They would be for me, only." Something in the way he said it made me unsure if I could trust him. "We'll see... you can take some, but I get to delete any of them I want, ok?" "Deal." "Ok... it's been about 45 minutes since I called the tow truck, so we should probably get dressed." "Ok, ok... was kind of hoping for a quickie, though." "A what?" "You know... a quickie?" "Get out of here, you pervert, you'll get your fill tomorrow, you sick bastard." "Technically, I'm not a bastard, Mom and Dad were married when they had me and you... I'm not so sure about Doug, though..." I shook my head and smiled at him and said, "Get out of here!" With a grin, as he walked out the door, he said, "See you tomorrow, about 10am?" Sure enough, right at 10am on Friday morning, the doorbell rang and there was Jeff, looking fresh from the shower, in his best suit. "Morning, Sabrina, how's it going?" he said as he stepped inside and shut the door. "Fine... you look quite chipper." "Oh yes... you have no idea what this means to me. And may I say that you look absolutely fabulous." He looked me up and down, taking me by the shoulders and turning me back and forth. I had spent most of the morning getting myself ready -- trimming my bush, shaving my armpits and legs with a new razor, showering, putting lotion on, doing my hair and makeup, and then dressing in the lingerie and the dress. I hadn't realized how aroused I was until I went to put the thong on, and felt my wetness as I adjusted the fabric over my pussy lips. "You really can't get enough, can you..." Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 01 "Nope!" "So... it's your show, what do we do first?" I tried hard to hide my anticipation and eagerness, but to be completely honest, I too was looking forward to getting started. I had spent most of the evening before sorting through my emotions and feelings, and had mostly made peace with myself that I was in an adulterous, incestuous relationship with my brother that was 6 years older than me. Knowing it would end after today helped give me the freedom to enjoy the sex for what it was -- just sex, nothing else. He grinned again, and said, "To the bedroom." "The bedroom? Don't want to start out on the couch, or kitchen counter?" I said, jokingly. "We may get there eventually... but the mirrors are in the bedroom." "Oh my word... you really are a pervert, aren't you?" Jeff had remembered that the sliding doors to the closet in the master bedroom were floor-to-ceiling mirrors. "Doing it isn't enough, you want to watch in the mirrors, as well?" He smiled and nodded like a child, and then took my hand and led me down the hall to the bedroom. Once inside, he positioned me in front of the mirrors, and then he got completely undressed. He took a digital camera from his coat pocket and set it on the bed. His cock was already semi-hard. He got behind me and held me close from behind, pushing his cock into my ass. He was shaking ever so slightly, a sign to me of just how erotic this was for him. And I soon started to catch on to that erotic feeling as well. He began to run his hands up and down my body, caressing me, feeling my curves, burying his face in my hair, smelling my hair, and kissing my neck. Up until this point we hadn't kissed at all, and so his kissing my neck was a new sensation, one that was arousing but also brought back the little voice, saying it was wrong. However, his arousal, and his caressing of my body, was enough to shake off the little voice and allow me to concentrate on the touches he was giving. The truth was that I hadn't been touched by a man like this in a long, long time. He was behind me, on his knees, running his hands up and down my legs, first the outside, then the inside. I heard him visibly gasp when he felt the stockings and garter-belt, and he lifted up the dress to look at my ass in the thong. He spent a few minutes just looking, staring at my posterior. He asked me to get onto my hands and knees on the edge of the bed, and he got on his knees on the floor, directly behind me. I watched him in the mirror, the same entrancement on his face that was there yesterday. He slowly pushed up my dress, exposing my ass. He kissed it all over, caressing my thighs and my pussy through the thong. He was in sheer ecstasy and had done a great job of getting me close to it as well. He reached over for the camera, and took several pictures before setting it down again. He slid a finger under the thong at the small of my back, and slid the finger down the thong to the crotch, slowly pulling it aside. I had gotten the crotch very soaked already and he moaned softly when he saw how wet I was. Holding the thong to the side, he slowly and gently ate me out, licking and sucking up all of my wetness. I spread my legs a little so he would have better access to my clit. It was highly erotic, and watching it in the mirror made it even hotter. After a couple of minutes of eating me, he stopped and took several more pictures before standing up and positioning himself to enter me from behind. Holding the camera in one hand (which I later found out was taking a video), he once again pulled the thong aside with his other hand and then used the tip of his head to spread my pussy lips apart. He rubbed the head up and down between my lips to get it wet, and then slid his cock into me. Being entered from behind by such a big cock was a new sensation to me, and I let out a gasp as he pushed further in. He pulled out, and then slid in further, causing me to moan out loud from a mix of pleasure and pain. He pulled out again, and then slid in, this time to the hilt. I breathed heavily as he held himself motionless inside of me, all the while the camera recording. There is no way to describe the look of pure pleasure on his face as I watched him in the mirror on the closet door. He then started to slowly fuck me, thrusting into me at least ten times before he pulled out. He had me stand back up in front of the mirrors, and got behind me again, pushing his hips into me as he caressed my breasts, stomach, hips, and ass. He then slowly began to unbutton my dress, and, once done with that, he slowly pulled it off of my shoulders until it fell to the floor. I stood there, in front of the mirror, in the lingerie he had picked out, while he stayed behind me, worshiping me from my stocking-clad feet up to my hair, which he once again smelled deeply. He had me spread my legs a little, so he could again caress my thighs and pussy, as he pressed his face into my ass, his nose right up against the thong panel covering my pussy. I looked myself over in the mirror, realizing that I hadn't taken the time to really look closely at myself since Brayden was born. I had to admit, I looked better now than before I got pregnant; even though my hips had widened, that had only really accentuated my curves, and I had to admit I looked good, more sexy than I realized. Jeff had me go back to the bed, and get back on my hands and knees. He had me shift a little bit, from time to time, as he took more pictures. Then he had me suck his cock for a little while, before he got behind me again, pulled the thong aside, and entered me. Once again it was mesmerizing to watch him, watch his face as he slid his cock in and out of me, trying to hold the camera and film while also trying to watch in the mirror. When our eyes met in the mirror it was clear to me just how much he was enjoying this. The whole experience of seeing myself all dressed in lingerie, while getting fucked by my brother, was very surreal. He stopped and held himself inside me while he leaned over and began to untie my bustier from behind. He got it loose, and then reached underneath and slid my breasts, which were full of milk (and starting to hurt), out of the bustier. He then started to pump me again while also caressing my breasts and playing with the nipples, all the while watching in the mirror. He then had me stand in front of the mirror again, this time with my back to it. He stood in front of me, and then had me squat down and suck his cock, while he took more pictures in the mirror. He took the bustier off of me, and then slowly took the thong off of me, leaving me only in the garter-belt and stockings. He had me once again get back on the edge of the bed so he could fuck me doggy style again. Before he did that, he ate me out, and I was amazed at how erotic it was in that position, to watch him in the mirror as he licked and sucked me. I had a very light orgasm, which only served to turn him on more. He took a few photos of my pussy, stood up, and, holding my hip with one hand and the camera in the other, began to earnestly fuck my pussy hard from behind. It was incredible and he was hitting my g-spot over and over again as he firmly, deeply fucked me. I could feel a deeper orgasm boiling up inside of me, and I glanced over to watch him fuck me in the mirror. Watching that pushed me over the edge and I threw back my head and let out moan after moan, saying, "oh fuck yeah, fuck yeah!" as I came over and over again, soaked and riddled with pleasure. He never stopped fucking me, and a few moments later, he came, with a prolonged moan of pleasure as I watched his face in the mirror, twisted in erotic agony and pleasure. For the first time in my life, I actually felt a guy coming inside of me, felt the burst of heat as Jeff's cock pumped shot after shot into me. I felt at least 4 separate big bursts of heat. He held his cock inside of me, not wanting to pull out, and I shared his desire to stay connected together for as long as possible. He had me lean forward while he got the camera, and then began recording video as he slowly pulled his cock out. The head of his cock popped out with a soft, wet pop, and a second later a huge glob of come began to ooze out of my pussy. He got on his knees on the floor right behind me with the camera, and then asked me to spread my legs and push up so that my arms were fully extended. I watched in the mirror as he filmed his huge orgasm drip out of my pussy. It was bigger than what I had seen the last two days combined. It just kept dripping out of me, and had formed quite an impressive puddle on the bedspread. He then announced it was time for some serious oral sex, starting with me sitting on his face. I smiled and shook my head as he lay down on the bed and had me straddle his face. Apparently the fact that he had just unloaded inside of me didn't bother him, because he started to eat me out quite eagerly. It felt wonderful and I let him pleasure me while I closed my eyes and threw my head back. His hands were holding onto my ass cheeks, so I decided to play with my nipples, feeling very aroused. I opened my eyes and began to play, and glanced over at myself in the mirror. There was no doubt about it... I did look good; better than I had in over a year. All that working out had paid off, sort of. I had worked so hard to entice my husband back into bed, but had failed; so a part of me was glad that at least one man, albeit my brother, appreciated my figure. I started to believe Jeff's comment that many men would want me, and let my mind drift over a list of men that I had fantasized about, off and on, for years. The carnal side of me wondered if I could actually do it, could actually have an affair with one of them... and then I remembered I had easily fallen into an affair, of sorts, with my brother just this past week. It was somewhat of a sobering thought, but I put it aside to think about it later. Right now I just wanted to focus on the pleasure. Jeff then decided it was time to 69. I turned around and straddled his face again, and then leaned forward and began to suck his cock. It felt hot and was already getting hard again, and I have to admit that I really enjoyed licking and sucking the juices from my pussy that had thickly coated his cock. In fact, it turned me on so much that I soon felt another orgasm coming on. I stopped sucking Jeff's cock and instead watched myself in the mirror as my face contorted into a similar expression of erotic pain, one that I had seen on Jeff's face as he came inside me earlier. Jeff then had me get off of him, while he sat on the edge of the bed, his rock-hard cock pointing to the ceiling. He had me put the thong back on (such a perv, he is) and then get on my knees to suck him while he watched in the mirror and took more photos (perv!). I did my best to suck him slowly and deeply, and it must have done the trick because he got ready to come. He reminded me not to swallow until all of his load was in his mouth, and I wondered how much there could really be, considering what he had shot inside me just forty-five minutes earlier. Boy was I surprised -- once again I was amazed at the burst of heat, this time in my mouth, as his come hit the side and back of my mouth and coated my tongue. I held his head inside my mouth and stroked his cock to finish his orgasm, and did my best to keep his load from spilling out. I almost made it, but he gave one last throb, pushing a final glob of come out, causing a thick dribble of my spit and his come to spill out of the corner of my mouth and accumulate on the edge of my jaw as I let go of his cock. Jeff was staring at my open mouth, mesmerized by what he saw, and then he picked up the camera and took a couple of photos, before he softly asked me to swallow it. It wasn't exactly my favorite thing to do, but I didn't have any hang-ups about it, so I closed my mouth and swallowed twice, and then opened it back up for him to see, taking my finger and cleaning off the come on my chin and pushing it into my mouth with a smile. He was totally blown away and couldn't stop smiling. He lay back down on the bed, and I lay down next to him. We laughed for a while and talked about the "adulterous incestuous casual sex" we had just enjoyed. Sure enough, Brayden started to cry again, and so I got up to take care of him. Before I left Jeff asked for the thong back, and so I peeled it off and threw it at him while I put a robe on. I fed and changed Brayden, who immediately fell back asleep (nap time is awesome), and went back to check on Jeff. He was still lying on the bed, one hand wrapped around his limp cock, the crotch of my thong squarely over his nose as he breathed my scent in again and again. "You are such a pervert." He took the thong off of his face and said, "I know, I know. And there's one more thing I want to do, before I have to get back to work. But I'm not sure if you'll be up for it." I laughed, and said, "After all that we've done, I'm not sure what we've left out." "Well, we haven't... made love." "What do you mean?" "We've had sex, and we've fucked, but... I'm talking about like... passionate love-making." "You want to make passionate love to your sister." "Yes." "Seriously." "Yes. I want to make love to you. I want us to lie in bed together, no lingerie or cameras or bizarre positions... I want to kiss you deeply and have you kiss me in return, deeply, and to have us make love to each other." "Wow. I thought for sure you wanted to fuck me on the kitchen counter." "Oh, I do, I do. But, I just... if this is the end of it, for us, then... I want it to be special, you know?" "I understand, I'm just... not sure about it." "What are you unsure of?" "Well, I guess, what exactly are we going to be saying, if we make passionate love? I mean, that's sort of a special thing that only true lovers do, you know?" "I know, I understand what you're saying. But I guess I just see us as sharing a special bond too, as brother and sister, and that doesn't make us husband and wife, for sure, because while I enjoy fucking you I'd hate to be married to you..." "Hey! Be nice! You're no prize, either, Bro!" "I know, I know... just teasing with you... I guess what I'd like is for us to make passionate love as brother and sister, as weird as that may seem." "Yes, that is definitely beyond weird. I will give it a try, but it might take me a little bit to get in that kind of mood. I might not be up to French-kissing my brother, ok?" "I understand, honest, and if it doesn't work, we can go fuck on the kitchen counter or garage floor, or both." "You are such a pervert... ok." He smiled and got off the bed, and came and stood behind me. He started to kiss my neck and back, and caress my body, which began to get the flames of desire stirred up inside me again... but I just wasn't sure I could kiss him deeply. His hands moved down to the garter-belt still around my waist, and he undid all four garters, and then pushed it off of my hips. He then got on his knees behind me and slowly pushed down the stockings to my ankles. I lifted my feet one by one and he slipped off each stocking. He stood up and then took my hand and led me to the bed. He pulled back the covers and got in, and beckoned to me to get in next to him. I got in and he moved his body close to mine. It felt warm and was gently arousing to me. He put his arm under my head and began to caress my body with his other hand. He looked me squarely in the eyes, and then leaned in to kiss me. Our first few kisses were closed-mouth, just gentle, soft touches between lips. Weird, very weird, I thought. He was gently, slowly persistent, however, and soon enough I found myself responding, gradually opening my mouth for his tongue, twisting our tongues together as we kissed deeper and deeper... as lovers do. His hand had roved for a while but had finally settled on my pussy, and I found myself once again spreading my legs for him so that he could gently stroke my clit. That, combined with the kissing, got me very aroused. I could feel his cock growing hard again, and I reached out and slowly began to stroke it. We kissed deeply like that for some time, lost in each other and the pleasure we were in. He then rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him. I spread my legs and got on top, and we began kissing again. His hands reached up and cupped my breasts and he began to gently play with the nipples. His cock was throbbing, begging to enter into me, and I reached down and guided him in, that now familiar feeling of his thick cock filling me slowly, the initial thrusts coating his cock with my thick wetness, the early uncomfortable feeling of being split open soon replaced with pleasure, deep pleasure as he filled me with his entire length. We kissed deeply, passionately, and freely as I rode his cock slowly. I felt the early stages of an orgasm building, but by now I earnestly wanted to prolong this sex... this... love-making... and so I did not speed up, but kept my slow, full pace as I glided up and down on his cock. A quick glance at the clock showed that I had been riding him for almost 10 full minutes, and I didn't think I could go much longer, as the storm-clouds of passion were in full force and the orgasm was already starting deep inside me. I quickened my pace and began to thrust down upon him. He reached up and embedded his fingers in my hair, holding my lips to him, making me kiss him deeply over and over even as the orgasm exploded inside my head. He let go and I arched back, my moans and cries of pleasure filling the room as his hands, on my hips, continued the thrusting of my pussy on his cock. I rode him slower as the orgasm abated. I crumpled onto his chest and just lay there, as he slowly, gently caressed my body and ran his fingers through my hair, his hard cock motionless inside me. After a few moments of rest, he had me get off of him and lay on my back. He got between my legs, missionary style, and we started to kiss again. He slid his cock into me slowly, and then rhythmically began to slide in and out, all the while kissing me passionately. Although weak from orgasm I did my best to return his passion. Another five or six minutes passed as we kissed and made love, all the while the intensity of his thrusting increasing. He began to cry out as he got close to his orgasm, saying, "Oh Sabrina.. Sabrina... I have wanted you so badly, wanted to be inside you so badly... I love you, I love you, I love you, Sabrina... oh... let me come inside you... let me come in you... oh... I want to get you pregnant, I want to get you pregnant, Sabrina, so bad... so bad... let me get you pregnant, let me come in you and get you pregnant..." His words were so passionate and so real, and I found them to be totally bizarre yet extremely erotic, to the point that I responded with, "I love you, Jeff... oh yes... come in me... come inside me... get me pregnant... yes... I love you, I love you, oh yes... come inside me... get me pregnant..." and that was enough to push him over the edge, as he took my hips and thrust deeply, savagely inside me, his come bursting out of his cock and filling me again. For a long time after his orgasm was over, we laid there next to each other, our legs entwined together, arms wrapped around each other. I could feel his come dripping out of me and soaking into the bed sheets. We dozed, and lost track of time. Before we knew it, it was one o'clock. I took a shower and got dressed, and heard Brayden crying again. Jeff went to go take a shower while I stripped the bed sheets and bedspread and threw them in the wash before taking care of Brayden. I got Brayden settled just about the time Jeff came out of the bedroom, dressed in his suit and smiling from ear to ear. "Wanna see the pics and video?" Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 01 I smiled and said, "Sure, you perv." We went and sat down on the couch and began to look through the photos. "I just don't understand your fascination with my ass in a thong." "Well, it's just about the most perfect ass I've ever seen... the thong just adds to it." "Oh it does, does it? Well, I agree, it is in pretty good shape." "Damn right it is... I could look at it and caress it for hours... and would love to see it in a red satin thong... or better yet, a lavender satin thong..." "Ahem. Can we get back to the pictures?" We looked through the shots in the order he took them, watching the video clips, which, for both of us, were very amusing, causing us to laugh quite a bit together... but to be honest, the images were also quite arousing. I understood his fascination with watching his cock slide into me, and I was truthfully amazed that my little pussy could swallow such a huge shaft. Even after the earlier sex and love-making, I was amazed that I could be aroused again, but I was... and so was he. "So... we're done, right? I mean, no more sexual escapades with my brother Jeff?" "I guess so." The sadness on his face was sincere. "Geez... you'd think I just ran over your dog or something." "Sorry... it's just... there's so many more fantasies I've had about you." "But, sweetheart, we can't really live them all out, can we?" He liked the fact that I called him sweetheart. "No, I guess not... I just wish you'd reconsider and not be so final. I mean, if the opportunity arises again, well..." "I know what you're saying, but we have to be careful, Jeff. This dirty little secret of ours could destroy both of our families and cause us nothing but humiliation and shame among our family and friends. What would Mom and Dad say, if they knew?" "Mom would probably freak... Dad would probably be proud of me. You don't even want to know what Doug would think..." "What!" I hit him hard across the back of the head and stood up and walked to the kitchen. "I'm just being honest... damn, you look good, Sabrina... did you have to put a skirt on?" "You are insatiable, you know that? Don't you have to get back to the office?" "I do, but... I never did get the quickie on the kitchen counter, you know." "Are you serious? After all we just did in my bed, you really want a 'quickie'?" He said nothing, but smiled his big grin. I leaned over slightly, arched my back, and said, "All right, well, you better get it while you can..." I said it half-joking, but nevertheless I could feel myself get slightly aroused. I had to admit, I was enjoying this game with my brother... although it was a potentially dangerous game, at that. He leaped up, and said, "Seriously?" I just nodded and smiled. He quickly walked over and took me in his arms, kissing me deeply. I responded with my newfound passion for him, and kissed him deeply back. It felt so natural and so enjoyable to kiss him that way now, a fact that caused some me some concern later on when I thought about it more. He slipped a hand up my skirt, gripping my ass and feeling for my panties. He pulled away, looked at me, and said, "Are you wearing another thong for me?" I smiled and nodded, and he began kissing me again, his hands groping my ass and my thighs and my pussy. He had me turn around and bend over the counter while he got behind me and lifted up my skirt. He gasped with joy as he saw a blue satin thong on me, and fumbled in his suit coat pocket for the camera. He took a few pictures in several poses, including me up on the countertop, legs spread, skirt lifted. By this point I was wet, and he was very hard. I bent back over the counter while he got his cock out, and he got behind me again, lifted up the skirt, and pulled the thong aside. He slid his cock in about halfway, took a few more pictures, and then put the camera down and started to fuck me hard and fast. He slid one hand up my shirt and began to play with my nipples. I arched my back, turned my head, and he leaned forward to passionately kiss me as he fucked me. It was actually quite erotic, the passionate ferocity of the sex, and before long he was coming deep inside me again. He finished coming and held himself inside, one hand on my hip, the other cupped around my breast, his head resting on my back. At that moment the phone directly in front of me began to ring. Jeff didn't move as I answered the phone... and heard Greg's voice on the other end. "Hi, sweetheart, it's me!" "Hi, Greg!" It was all I could muster, considering the fact that I was talking to my husband on the phone while my brother's cock was still deep inside me, still oozing come into my pussy. "Hey, I wanted to surprise you by coming home a day early, but thought I should call first to make sure you were home, because I can't find my house key... anyway I'm in a taxi right now, and will be home in about ten minutes... you're not going out, are you?" "Nope, just hanging out at home." I tried to push Jeff away but he kept a hold of my hips, and actually began to slowly slide his semi-hard cock in and out of me. "Ok, well, I'll see you in just a few minutes, can't wait to see Braden! Bye!" I hung up the phone, looked back over my shoulder, and said, "Get out of me now, Jeff... Greg will be here in 10 minutes!" The fire in my eyes had its effect and he quickly slipped out of me, sliding the thong back into place over my pussy. "Ok, I'm out of here... thank you, Sabrina, for everything... seriously..." I could see the sincerity and gratefulness in his eyes, and so couldn't stay mad at him. "You're welcome, you pervert. Now get out of here, fast." I walked him to the door, and we stood there a moment longer, kissing passionately, while Jeff once more caressed my body, first over my clothes, then lifting up the skirt and feeling my pussy and ass in the thong. And then he was gone. I had maybe one minute to compose myself, before I heard a car in the driveway, which could only be Greg's taxi. I went to the front door and opened it, and welcomed him home. I couldn't believe that I was standing in the same place, just a few minutes later, hugging and kissing my husband, while the memory of my brother's cock inside of me, his lips on my lips, his hands on my body, was still so fresh in my mind. I felt like such a slut, and, as if to emphasize the point even more, as I was kissing Greg I could feel Jeff's come slowly but surely dripped out of me, filling my thong, completely soaking the crotch. Once Greg got settled into the house, all he wanted to do was see Brayden, so I briefly mentioned to him that I was going to hop in the shower. I went back to the master bedroom, only to be horror-stricken to see that in my haste to get the bed linens washed, I had forgotten about the stockings, garter-belt, bustier, and dress on the floor in the corner. I hurriedly picked up the lingerie and stuffed it deep into the back of my dresser drawer. I also realized I needed to hide the thong I was wearing, and so quickly peeled it off of me. It was drenched and as I pulled it away from my pussy, another glob of Jeff's come came away with it and splattered on the floor. I shoved the thong into the dresser drawer, and then, taking a tissue, squatted down to wipe up the glob of come. While I was wiping that up, another huge glob dripped out of me and onto the floor. I wiped that up too and immediately got in the shower as more dripped out of me. Soon I had the water going and was washing myself out as much as possible. I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, and began drying off. That's when I noticed Greg standing in the doorway. "Oh! You startled me." "Sorry... what happened to the bed?" "What? Oh, you mean the sheets... I was... playing with Brayden and hadn't changed his diaper... it kind of leaked onto the bedspread and sheets, so I put them in the wash." "Oh. Well, he's asleep again." "Really? What did you do?" "Just held him and rocked him... I was hoping he'd go to sleep, because I wanted some alone time with you... in bed." It was a smile I hadn't seen from him in a long time. I didn't know what to say. I only hoped that there wasn't too much of Jeff's come still inside me, and for once was glad that Greg wasn't interested in eating me out. I smiled at him, and said, "What did you have in mind?" "I was thinking you could suck me, then maybe ride me?" He said with a sheepish grin. "Mmm, that sounds wonderful." Whew. We moved to the bed and he got undressed and laid down. Flashbacks of the time spent with Jeff, getting eaten out, getting fucked from behind, in the very same bed just a couple of hours earlier, kept playing vividly in my mind. And when I held Greg's hard cock in my hand and went to suck it, I couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed. That thought shocked me, but I couldn't dwell on it. I took Greg's cock into my mouth and started to suck. He said, "Not too much, I'm not going to last too long." I stopped sucking him, and smiled as I moved up to straddle him. He said, "Wow, you must be really wet, I just felt you drip on me." I looked down and was petrified to see a glob of Jeff's come that had dripped out of me and landed right at the base of Greg's cock, almost on his balls. I smiled sheepishly, and lied, saying, "I really missed you." And with that, slid onto Greg's cock. Once again I was hit with mild disappointment, that my pussy wasn't being filled with Jeff's cock, but quickly shook it off as Greg and I started to move together, his cock sliding in and out of me. He said, "You are really wet! You haven't been this wet in a long time!" I smiled, all the while thinking that I wasn't really that aroused, and that the wetness he was talking about was Jeff's come still in me. True to form, he didn't last long, and soon was coming inside of me. After a few moments I slid off of him and lay down next to him. We kissed a little, and then he fell asleep. I went and got a washcloth and soaked it in warm water, and then went back and cleaned Greg's cock off, wanting to get rid of any trace of Jeff. Greg never woke up, and I took another quick shower to clean myself out again. At least now I had an explanation for the come that was inside me. Greg couldn't know it was both his and Jeff's... Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 02 The next week was a roller-coaster of emotions. Waves of intense guilt for the sex with Jeff hit me hard, very hard. I knew I could keep it a secret from Greg, but it also was tearing me up inside. I couldn't help but think that, if I was capable of so willingly hopping into bed with Jeff, what else was I capable of doing? That thought itself was very frightening, especially when I got to thinking too much about how pleasurable the sex had been, how intense the orgasms had been. I found myself fantasizing about sexual experiences I had always wanted to try, but didn't. I kept recalling the end of my sophomore year in college, when a girlfriend of mine had asked if we could get together to experiment... and somehow it never worked out, and she didn't come back the next fall. The boyfriend my junior year who wanted to try anal sex. And always the thought of being with two men at the same time. For years I had wondered about them, even thought about trying to live them out, after I married Greg, but I figured that if it hadn't happened by now, it wasn't going to happen, so I slowly but surely said goodbye to all those fantasies. I thought they were gone forever... but they weren't. The worst (or best, depending on how you look at it), were the erotic dreams that seemed to plague me almost every night. Flashes of a woman's legs spread wide, her pussy exposed and glistening, a well-manicured finger sliding up and down over the clit. The overwhelming feeling of being filled by a cock... from behind, from on top. My mouth opening and a wet cock sliding in, gagging me. Being eaten over and over again by a gentle, feminine tongue. And I had had the same dream again, three times now, of being with both Jeff and another man at the same time. I was horrified with myself that I could find it so incredibly erotic. I tried hard to not think about the sex, but even found myself fantasizing about being with Jeff again, and at times felt justified for doing what I had done, and began to think I was making a bigger deal of it than it really was. All I knew was that alternating between the feelings of guilt and pleasure was exhausting. And then, the phone rang. It was my mother, calling to remind me of the family get-together at their house for the upcoming weekend. It was marked on my calendar and only served to trigger memories and feelings, every time I saw it. I was dreading it, because I honestly wasn't sure how I would react to being around Jeff again. Would my mind recoil in disgust, even while my body got aroused? Would Jeff be able to keep it a secret, as he had assured me? I had visions of walking into Mom & Dad's house with Greg and Brayden, only to see the living room full of our family and friends watching a slide show of all the pictures and videos Jeff had taken. And what the hell was I thinking, letting him take photos? In the rush to get him out of the house before Greg got home, we hadn't had a chance to delete the ones with our faces in the photos. And even though Jeff told me they were deleted, something in his voice made me wonder. Nevertheless, there we were on Sunday afternoon, walking into Mom & Dad's house, which was already full of family. Jeff and Denise were there, along with their kids, as well as our other brother Doug, who was recently divorced. There unfortunately weren't any aunts, uncles, or cousins to take some of the attention off of us. The knot in my stomach was the size of a volleyball and I was on guard for any signs of arousal. I had tried to wear a non-descript dress that didn't show off any of my curves. It looked frumpy but I didn't want to take any chances. I have to say, I quickly began to admire Jeff – there was no hint, no intimation of what we had done. He was the typical Jeff, the Jeff that I knew all my life. There were no leers, no knowing looks or winks or smiles. Just Jeff. It was a huge relief and I began to relax, although my mind was occasionally throwing images of our time together up into my head, particularly of seeing myself in the mirror with Jeff behind me, eating and fucking me. I was able to focus on other things, and thankfully (strange to say), Brayden was very cranky, and so much of my time was spent keeping him amused and happy. The intent of the party, as told by our mother around the dinner table, was to have one last get-together before they headed off to Palm Springs for eight weeks. We all groaned and gave them a hard time about being lazy golf-addicted retirees. After dinner, when I was helping Mom do the dishes in the kitchen, and she asked me to watch the house while they were gone. I didn't think anything of it, since my days were relatively free, other than caring for Brayden. But then she went into a lengthy discussion about all the indoor and outdoor plants that needed care, and finally told me that they wouldn't be taking Buddy, their golden Labrador retriever with them, and would I mind coming over once a day, in the mornings, to walk him? I tried to protest and made hints toward putting him in a kennel, but he was old and really didn't need much care, so I acquiesced. After the dishes were done, we all sat out on the patio and watched the sun start to go down. It was at this time that Greg decided he wanted to make an announcement. "Oh no... here it comes... he found out somehow..." I thought, and felt my stomach start to knot up again, my hands starting to shake. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, Sabrina, but I wanted it to be a surprise... I was selected for management, and will be promoted after I go through a two-week course in Chicago next month!" I stared in disbelief, but then felt a huge wave of relief and jumped up to hug and kiss him. He had worked so hard for this and I was so proud of him. Everyone congratulated him, and out of the fridge in the basement my father brought up a bottle of champagne for us to celebrate with. But something now had changed within me, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it until about an hour later as we were driving home. I was sad that Greg would be almost across the country from our home in Seattle, and that he would be gone for so long. I tried to console myself, knowing that I had Brayden to keep me company. And then the thought occurred to me that Mom and Dad would be gone soon, and so I would have that responsibility to keep me occupied while Greg was gone. Then a little voice in my head said, "Remember what happened the last time Greg was gone." That was enough to throw me right back into the emotional roller-coaster for the remainder of the ride home. Thoughts of Jeff and I engaged in erotic sex at our parents house exploded inside my head, and I tried desperately to put the image out of my mind. This was going to be a long summer, I thought to myself. Three days later, Denise called, and asked if she could stop by. I didn't think anything of it, as it had been a while since we'd had coffee together and I figured she wanted to gossip about the family get-together and how awful my mother's hair and cooking had been. When she arrived, I thought I detected some nervousness in her voice and body language, but we soon were sipping coffee and indeed talking about the family get-together. She did keep crossing her legs and pulling her skirt down, something that made me wonder if this wasn't just a social visit. I got up to take our coffee cups to the sink, and she moved over to the couch, settling into a corner. I sat down in the opposite corner, and we talked a little more about the summer, about Greg's upcoming training in Chicago, and about me taking care of Mom and Dad's house. Then she got a thoughtful, anxious look on her face. She said, "Sabrina, I'd like to talk to you about something... pretty serious. I mean, it's not a bad thing, honest... but... it's something I really want to talk to you about. I'd like to think that you and I have become close, and that I can share things with you, and I know you'll keep them to yourself, despite what you may think inside." The now-familiar stomach knot was back, and I started to get nervous. I said, "Of course, Denise. I will do my best to keep our talks confidential and I will be honest with you." She smiled, and let out a long sigh of relief, and then said, "Thank you for that... I kind of thought you'd say that, but it means a lot to me to hear it from you, anyway." I smiled at her, and she smiled back, despite our mutual nervousness. "Sabrina, please don't be angry when I say this, but... Jeff told me how he helped you, a few weeks ago... with your breast milk." My head was spinning before she even finished her sentence. I couldn't say anything and for some reason just kept staring at her, my hands shaking in my lap. I finally said, in a very weak, unsteady voice, "What, um... did he tell you?" She looked up and smiled, and said, "He told me everything, to be honest." "Like... what do you mean, everything?" I was beyond confused and disoriented at this point. "Sabrina, please know that I'm not angry at all – at all. In fact I'm actually very happy that it happened." "What?" I said it out loud, but wasn't sure if I was saying it to myself or to Denise. "I said, I'm glad that you and Jeff had some intimacy, honestly. I think it's great." "You do?" "Yes." "I don't know what to say." "I think I caught you off-guard, so maybe I can explain why I'm ok with it, maybe that will give you some time to compose your thoughts?" I weakly nodded. She said, "Right before Jeff and I got married, we had a long series of discussions, which mainly centered around sex. We talked about sexual fantasies we wanted to live out, as well as people we wanted to have sex with, whether it was possible or not. We both came to the agreement that, if an opportunity ever came about for one of us to expand our sexual horizons, we should be free to take it, without any condemnation from the other." "I'm not sure what that means." "It means that, while we loved each other very much, and were intent on getting married, we also wanted a certain amount of freedom to have sexual experiences with other people, besides just each other." "You mean you were swingers." "No. We definitely weren't interested in that." "So... what, then? I don't understand." "Ok... well, hopefully this won't upset you more, but... you know that Doug and I dated for a while, before I started to date Jeff, right?" "I think so... I was what... 13 or 14 when you guys went out?" "That sounds about right. We dated for almost 9 months. Anyway... when Jeff and I were having our discussions about our sex lives before we got married, we talked a lot about Doug, and my desire to still be with him... from time to time." "Wait... let me get this straight... you were in love with Jeff... were going to marry him... but also wanted to continue to have sex with Doug?" She nodded and softly said, "Yes, that's right." "So... you have been sleeping with both of them... for... how long?" "I guess it would be for over 16 years." I blurted out, "I don't know what to say, Denise... I don't know if I believe you... I'm not sure if I want to believe you... how often do you get together with him? Jeff is ok with all of this?" A million thoughts raced through my head. I just couldn't believe what prim and proper Denise was telling me. "We get together once a month, more or less... and yes, Jeff is ok with all of this, and... sometimes he joins us." If I ever could be more stunned by what she said, I certainly was now. I half-whispered, "You said Jeff... sometimes joins you and Doug?" She didn't say anything, but nodded. "I don't know what to say, Denise." "I know it's a lot to digest, Sabrina, and I sincerely hope I haven't ruined our friendship and the trust that we share." "It is a lot to think about, that's for sure... wow." We sat in silence for a little while. "So, the reason that I'm glad that you and Jeff were able to be intimate, was because when we were having our discussions about our sex lives, one of the people he listed as wanting to have sex with, was you." In a weird way, I knew that this made sense, based on how Jeff had thanked me sincerely for our time together. I nodded, and said, "That makes sense, sort of." We sat for a few more minutes in silence, and then I said, "So... what all did Jeff tell you, about our time together." "Quite a bit, actually." My curiosity was peaked, and I said, "Like, what?" She laughed, and said, "Well, for one thing, he's totally infatuated with your ass." I laughed at that. Denise continued, "And, he said that getting to eat you was a dream come true... that you tasted sweet, and fresh... and that your pussy was perfect for eating, as well as for fucking." I blushed, and said, "I guess I'll take that as a compliment." "And, he said you were amazed at how much come he produced... to this day I'm still amazed at his, volume, so to speak." "No kidding... he's quite the gusher." Her voice softened when she said, "And... the best part of it, for him, was when you two made passionate love together. More than anything else, that will be what he remembers best." "It was very erotic... and passionate... and I'm still not certain I should feel that way about him, about my brother." "Oh, I think it's a good thing, to be honest." "And you're not jealous, at all?" "Nope, not jealous... well, maybe a little jealous when he told me how tight you were, and when I saw the pictures and video." "WHAT?!?! He showed you the pictures and video?" "Sabrina, please don't be upset, please. He did show us the pictures, and the video. He was just so exhilarated from the whole experience, and needed to share what had happened. And it would have been impossible to understand what you and he had done, if we hadn't had the pictures and video to illustrate it all." I was so angry that I didn't catch it initially, but after a few minutes of calming down, I said, "He showed you the pictures... but then you said he showed 'us' the pictures. Who, exactly, is 'us'?" She could tell I was still upset, but looked me in the eyes, and said, after swallowing hard, "Jeff showed both me and Doug the pictures and video." He showed Doug. I couldn't believe it. Now my other brother knew what a whore I was, not to mention my sister. "Great. That's just great. Who else did you show the pictures to? Are they out on the internet for the whole world to see? Maybe print them out in eight by ten glossies and give them to Mom and Dad as a Christmas present?" Denise looked down at the floor, and said very quietly, "Nobody else saw them, Sabrina. And nobody else will ever see them. After we looked at them, we burned the digital camera card. The pictures are gone for good." I started to calm down, but was still angry enough to remark sarcastically, "Wow, what a relief. Jeff told me nobody would ever see the pictures. How am I supposed to believe you?" "I'm not trying to excuse away what Jeff did, Sabrina, but you have to look at it from his perspective, too – he finally, after years and years, was able to live out his wildest fantasy of all time. If that happened to you, do you really think you could have kept it a secret? Especially from those closest to you?" She had a point. I didn't say anything, didn't want to say anything, but I knew she was right. I apologized again, saying, "I'm sorry. This is just a lot to take in. I've been so worried that someone might find out, and then we'd be ruined. And the fact that I so quickly jumped into an adulterous affair with my brother has really made me question my loyalty to Greg. What kind of woman does that sort of thing? And how can you do that sort of thing, with both of them?" "It does take some adjustments, but over time I have come to the perspective that sex between two people is really a bond of love. I'm not talking about casual sex, where you don't even know the other person. I'm talking about sharing a level of intimacy with someone you love and trust, from the inside out. That perspective has given me the freedom to also explore my sexuality. And if you ask me, it has been worth it, every single moment. You shared a wonderful intimacy with Jeff, and there is no shame in that. And, to be honest with you, Sabrina, based on the pictures, and videos, and what Jeff told me about your time together, it seems like you were more than a willing partner. I think you needed that intimacy, and Jeff was the perfect man to give it to you – loving, trusting, sincere, not some jerk off the internet you've never met and don't know. Please forgive me – I'm not trying to preach, honest. But I just want to share with you my perspective, to help you work through the feelings you're going through." I smiled weakly and said, "Thanks... I know you're trying to help, and I appreciate your honesty, really." We sat in silence for a few more moments, and then I said, "So... why did you feel so strongly about wanting to tell me all this?" "Well, Jeff asked me to broach the subject with you, about the possibility of getting together with him, again, when Greg goes to Chicago for training. To be honest, he has some fantasies involving you and him, at your parents' house." I laughed out loud, and said, "What a pervert... totally insatiable." "You can say that again." "So he wants more, does he... I just don't know, Denise. A little part of me still thinks it's wrong... but what you just said a little while ago makes a lot of sense. I need to think about it. I need some time to sort it out. There is a part of me, though, that is screaming yes... I hate to say it, but... wow was the sex great. I mean like really great. Like the best I've ever had." "Really? That's what Jeff said too!" "Seriously?" "Yes, seriously! He said that it was apparent to him that Greg wasn't taking care of your needs... and he was glad to assist you in your time of agony." "What a pervert... man, I thought my breasts would explode, it was so painful." "I know what you mean, but it sounds like your engorgement was much worse than mine." "It was really bad. I suppose I should be eternally thankful that Jeff was so willing." We laughed, and then Denise said, "So was Jeff right, about yours and Gregs' sex life not being so good?" "Yep... he was right on the money. Greg and I were pretty hot for each other, but once I got pregnant, well... the fire just kind of went out. I did my best to get back into shape, and, to be honest, I'm pretty proud of how fast I got back into my non-maternity clothes... but Greg said that watching me give birth, and breast-feed, was somewhat disgusting to watch. And so... the sex life is still lagging. And I don't see any signs of revival." "That is too bad. Jeff and I did it up until the ninth month, for all our kids, and we were right back at it as soon as the doctor cleared me. And, thanks for reminding me... I meant to say something to you at the get-together, but... you do look absolutely fabulous... I don't blame Jeff and Doug for wanting you so badly, especially after seeing you in that lingerie. That thong of yours was delicious." She smiled at me, and I wasn't sure what she meant by what she had just said. "What do you mean?" "Well, without being too forward, let me just say that I very much enjoyed your scent and your flavor from the thong." I gasped and said, "Denise! Are you kidding me?" She smiled and said, "Absolutely not." "Oh wow... I think my head is going to explode..." Despite my best efforts, I knew full well that I had become fully aroused over the course of this conversation. She just smiled, and then said, "I hate to say this, but I have to get going – have to pick up the kids from a friends house." "Well, thank you for telling me all this. I really am feeling much better about this, honest. It's nice to be able to talk about it, to get it off my chest." Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 02 "And thank you for being honest with me, and for letting me share with you. So, can I tell Jeff and Doug that you'll think about it, when Greg leaves for his training?" I nodded, and said, "I will think about it, but I'm not giving you any promises. I really still am conflicted about the whole thing." She stood up and smiled and said, "I understand. Oh – shoot – I meant to give you back the thong, sorry." I expected her to pull it out of her purse, but instead I watched in utter amazement as she lifted up her skirt as if to take her panties off – but instead of panties she was wearing my thong, the black and pink satin thong I had let Jeff keep. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I watched as she hooked her thumbs under the waist band, and then peeled them off of her body. Just for a second I saw a well-groomed patch of brown pubic hair. She took them off, handed to me, and then leaned in and kissed me on the cheek, saying, "Thanks, Sabrina, talk to you later!" And with that, she was out the door and gone. I sat back down on the couch in shock, still holding the thong in my hand. It was still very warm, and I became aware that it was also damp. I pulled the waist band apart, and saw that the crotch was not just damp, but soaked. Soaked with her juices. I swallowed hard and just stared at the thong. Then, as if in slow motion, I brought the crotch up to my nose, and hesitantly breathed in, as if sampling an unknown smell. It smelled rich and musky and exotic. I felt a shiver go through my body as I breathed in deeper, breathed in the smell of her pussy, examining the intricate scents arranged in amazing complexity. It was, in a word, erotic. Again, as if in slow motion, I stuck out my tongue, and slowly tasted the wetness. It was like salty honey, smooth, and bursting full of flavors. I found myself leaning back, smelling and tasting the crotch, as my legs spread open wide, my skirt spreading apart, my right hand making its way to my panties and the throbbing pussy underneath. I quickly slipped my hand under my panties and began to feel my wetness in my pussy, coating my clit with my thick juices as I slowly played with my pussy. I put down the thong and slid my panties off, giving myself free access to my pussy, legs spread as wide as possible. My wetness was everywhere and I alternated between smelling and tasting Denises' pussy in the thong, and in tasting my wetness on my fingers, sliding two fingers in to coat them, then pulling them out and spreading the thick juice all over my mouth and lips... and then slowly licking it off. I had never been aroused like this before, had never played with myself like this before. I must have sat there for over an hour, intoxicated by her scent and flavor, which was slowly being mixed with mine. Finally I took the crotch of the thong and covered my pussy with it, rubbing it over my clit so that her juices were on me and in me, so that our wetness was mixing together. I rubbed faster and faster until I had a very intense orgasm, complete with lights going off inside my head. I sat there exhausted afterwards, yet aroused enough to put the crotch of the thong into my mouth and suck out the shared wetness within. If I had been unsure before about all the new developments in my otherwise stagnant sex life, now I really had no idea of what I wanted or what I should or shouldn't do. Part of me understood fully what Denise had been telling me, and saw this as a near-perfect opportunity to really explore my sexuality and do the things I had never done. Yet the little voice inside my head kept reminding me that I was a married woman and needed to stay faithful to Greg. But I hadn't stayed faithful, had I? And it seemed as if the various sexual fantasies I had were all now starting to compete for my time... which to fantasize about first? About being with another woman, maybe Denise? Or about being with two men at the same time, Jeff and... Doug? Those thoughts alternatively thrilled me and frightened me. At times, it seemed the only thing keeping me from jumping into the opportunity was the fact that I still had Brayden, and so didn't have the time to spend hours and hours in bed, exploring my sexual side. It was of some comfort to the little voice in my head, I suppose, and allowed me the freedom to not have to choose. And then fate decided for me, in a way, when the next-door neighbor's daughter stopped by. Her name was Melissa and she was 19, back from her first year of college, looking for odd jobs to earn money. She knew I was house-sitting for my parents, and wanted to know if she could come over and watch Brayden for me while I ran my errands and went to my parent's house to walk the dog and water the plants. To her, it was a simple request to earn some money. To me, it felt like the last chain was slipping off of my body, and I knew without a doubt that I was free to indulge myself. But even then, I just wasn't sure. And then, Sunday, the day Greg left, I got a cryptic email from Jeff, saying that he'd be over at Mom and Dad's house on Monday, to help me out. Boy, did that get me thinking. I tossed and turned all night, and was up early the next morning. My thoughts were a confused mix of uncertainty, lust, fear, desire, and worry. The doorbell rang at 7:30, and I opened the door and let Melissa in. She gave me a hug and then went off to play with Brayden, which allowed me to get showered and get dressed to go over to Mom and Dad's house. I got out of the shower and went to get dressed. I pulled open my underwear drawer, and froze. This was it, I said to myself. This is the moment I have to choose. Do I put on a pair of white cotton briefs, baggy pants and shirt? Or... do I put on some lingerie and a skirt or dress? Either one would be a clear signal, both to myself, and to Jeff. Brayden was happily playing with Melissa, so I slipped out the back door and headed over to Mom and Dads. It was a quick trip, but even then my mind had time to wander. I turned off the country road and drove up our private drive, still so unsure of how the day would unfold. Yes – I had already been with Jeff, so what was so wrong with having more fun with him? No – it is still a betrayal, still adultery, and moreover incest. Yes, but we're both consenting adults, and it's not hurting anyone. No – what if someone finds out? Yes – the sex was incredibly erotic. No – what if Jeff got me pregnant, somehow? As I approached the house, I saw Jeff's car already parked in the driveway. I took a deep breath as I got out of the car and walked up to the house. Jeff was sitting at the kitchen table, his laptop open, work files spread around, while he chatted away on his iPhone. He smiled and waved hello as I came in. I went and checked on Buddy, who was asleep in the sun downstairs, and then began my routine of watering the outdoor plants, first in the front yard, and then in the backyard. Then I started in on the plants inside. I was in the living room, watering, when I heard him end his phone conversation and walk towards me. "You look... absolutely fabulous. Did you know that?" "Thank you, that's nice of you to say." "I've never seen that dress before." It was a summer dress, sleeveless with a fitted bodice that accented my waist and hips, and came down to just above my knees. "Oh, this? Yes... I finally decided to try it out... now that I can actually fit into it." "I'd say you fit into it perfectly. Damn, you are gorgeous, Sabrina." I blushed and smiled, and finished up watering the plants. I walked past him, back into the kitchen, to put the watering can down. He followed me back into the room. We looked at each other, smiling, and he finally said, "So." "So." "Did you... want to... have some fun? Or, not? I talked with Denise after she came by... and she said you weren't really sure." "Well, to be honest, Jeff, I'm still not very sure... I am a little upset that you showed the pictures and videos to Doug and Denise." "But Denise said you two talked about that, and..." "I know, I know. We did. And I am over it. I just want some reassurance from you that there isn't more that you're not telling me." He walked over to me and stood in front of me, reaching down to take my hands in his. "I swear I have told you everything, and that I will be completely honest with you from here on out." I looked into his eyes and smiled at him, but inside I was a mix of emotions. I think Jeff sensed it too, because he asked, "May I kiss you?" After a moments' hesitation, I softly said, "You may." And with that, he bent over and kissed me gently, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me to him. We kissed gently for a few moments, and then broke apart. In a somewhat nervous voice, I said, "So... what's next?" He smiled and walked me into the family room. He sat down in Dad's big cushy chair in front of the TV, and then reached out and put his hands on my hips, pulling me onto his lap. I straddled him, and we began to kiss very deeply, but very slowly. It was very erotic and I got aroused very fast, particularly when his hands began to rove over my body, caressing my breasts first through the dress, and then unbuttoning the front and reaching inside to caress through my bra. After a few moments he moved his hands down my back to settle on my ass. Then his hands moved under my dress. I could feel him growing under me, and when he felt that I was wearing a thong, he chuckled softly. He asked if he could take a few pictures, and I said, "With what?" He held up his iPhone, and took a photo of me sitting on his lap with it, and then showed it to me. "You are so naughty, you know that?" He smiled and then said, "You're the one wearing naughty clothes under your dress. Stand up... I want to see this." I stood up, and he leaned forward and opened up the front of my dress, and gently touched the lavender satin bra I was wearing. Then he lifted up my dress and let out a soft gasp of excitement when he saw the lavender satin thong I had on. He mumbled, "Turn around." I turned around and he lifted up my dress again, and again let out another gasp. "That could quite possibly be the hottest thing I've ever seen... ever. I've got to get some photos of this. Wow." He took a few photos, and then had me straddle him again. We kissed for a few minutes, his hands all over my thighs and thong. I reached down and grabbed and stroked his cock through his slacks. We broke apart again and he softly asked if I'd suck him for a little while. I smiled and got on my knees in front of him, while he unzipped his slacks and pulled his hard cock out. I still couldn't get over the fact at how thick it was, and how plump the head was. It was already dribbling precum, and as I moved in and opened my mouth, I thought I smelled something familiar. I took his cock into my mouth and began to suck, and realized that his cock tasted different... but familiar. It tasted like... pussy. Like another woman's pussy. I took it out of my mouth and asked, "Did you have sex with Denise before you came over here?" He got a big grin on his face, and said, "Oh yeah. Do you like the taste?" "You are such a perv." And with that I went back to sucking it. Even though I half-heartedly fought off the thought, I had to admit to myself that tasting Denise on Jeff's cock was extremely erotic. Jeff had me stop and get back onto his lap. He had me pull the thong aside so that he could slide inside me. Once again it felt like I was being filled beyond full as he penetrated me, but once his cock was coated with my wetness and my pussy began to expand, it quickly became pleasurable. VERY pleasurable. We kissed deeply while I slowly rode his cock. His hands alternated between my breasts and my ass. I pulled my dress off over my head and unhooked my bra, freeing my breasts for Jeff. He took to them immediately and began suckling from me, which felt wonderful. While I wasn't having the engorgement problems as bad as before, they were still quite full, but I found that if I pumped both of them when I got up in the morning, I could make it through the day. A strange part of me felt glad that Jeff could enjoy the milk, as opposed to me pouring it down the drain every morning. He had me get off so that he could take a few pictures of my ass in the thong. Then he had me take it off while he took his clothes off. He took the thong and sat down again, and had me suck him while he sniffed and licked the crotch of the thong, which was quite wet. Then it was back onto his cock, and I could tell that he was close to orgasm because he had me pick up the pace. It wasn't long before he was coming inside of me deep. I rode him slowly as his orgasm abated, and then we just sat there, softly kissing each other for a few minutes. Very quietly, he said, "Will you... clean me off?" I said, "Sure." and slid off of him, once again kneeling in front of him and spreading my legs apart, to let his come drain out of me. His cock was still somewhat hard, but I found myself enjoying sucking it, making him squirm a little as I sucked hard every now and then, tasting both myself and his come. And all the while I could feel the regular drip as stringy globs of his load slipped out of me and pooled on the floor. I finished up and then leaned back, legs spread, and our eyes met. He looked at me adoringly, and took another photo, and then said, "You didn't get to come... did you." "No, but that's ok... I enjoyed the ride." "No, it's not ok... it's your turn." And with that he got up out of the chair and had me sit down on the edge of it and lean back. I spread my legs for him and he got between them, taking a few photos before he started licking and kissing his way up my thighs, until I felt his tongue on my aching clit. I was still a little amazed that he wasn't bothered by his own come all over my pussy, but he cleaned that up quickly and then began to eat me out in earnest. It wasn't long before I was moaning with pleasure. He had me flip over onto my hands and knees, and took a few more photos before he began eating me again. It felt wonderful and my orgasm came very quickly. I didn't hold back and let out some rather loud yells of pleasure. As the orgasm passed my heavy breathing quieted down, and I turned around and sat down in the chair. We rested and made a little small talk, commenting on the sex, and then he said, "I think it's time we went back to Mom and Dad's bed. Would you mind putting the thong back on?" He was grinning from ear to ear, and I just couldn't say no, so I picked it up and slid it on. It was a bit uncomfortable at first, due to it being so wet, but I knew Jeff wanted to see me in it more, so I didn't mind. We walked back to the bedroom, and I was a bit surprised when I saw what had been done to Mom and Dad's king-sized bed. Their old blankets and sheets had been stripped and put in the corner, and in place was a set of white satin sheets. "Wow... that's rather kinky." "You don't mind, do you? It was Denises' idea, to be honest." "Really. That is... interesting." I wanted to take a moment to think more about Denise... and how she tasted on Jeff's cock... and how I had enjoyed her scent, her exotic flavor in my own thong, but Jeff had other ideas. "Can I take a few more photos, and then... can we 69 again?" "Whatever you want, sweetheart." He got a big grin on his face, and then had me pose for him with my legs spread, on my hands and knees, and lying on my stomach, legs spread. He then lay down on the bed and had me get on top, with my pussy over his face. He still had his iPhone and was taking close-up pictures of the thong over my pussy. "Are you ever going to put that thing away?" "Yes... in a minute..." He began to touch and caress my pussy through the thong, and I took that as the cue to start sucking his limp cock. It slowly began to come to life, growing bigger by the minute. Jeff then pulled the thong to the side and began to eat me out, but only for a few minutes, because then he told me he wanted me to take the thong off. I let out an exasperated sigh, and got off of him, slipping the thong off onto the floor and then getting on top of him again. I started to suck his cock again, and after a few moments realized that he was taking more photos, this time of my spread-open pussy, and then he had the audacity to make a phone call! I stopped sucking him, looked back, and asked, "What are you doing?" But he was already in conversation. I slowly sucked him while listening in to the conversation. "Hey, it's me. Did you get the photos? Well go check your email, I just sent them. No, we're not done, we're just getting started for another round. Oh yeah – it was awesome, we did it in Dad's recliner. No, she's on top of me right now, I've got her luscious pussy inches from my face. Oh yeah, it's dripping. Are you in the den yet? Ok, open them up." I stopped sucking, and looked back, saying loudly this time, "Who are you talking to?" He stopped talking on the phone, and said, "Oh, sorry, Sabrina... it's Denise." Then he went back to talking to his wife. "I know, aren't they great? I LOVE the lavender thong. Totally hot, I know. Oh yeah, it's totally soaked. Sure, I'll ask her for it. You want what? Ok, I'll try... call you back in a few." He got off the phone and started to eat me out. I stopped sucking him and said, "What was that all about?" "Oh, sorry... just that... I told Denise I'd send her some photos, that's all. You don't mind, do you?" "Well, sort of... you're going to delete them all?" "Of course." "Ok." And with that we were back to pleasuring each other orally. Once he was fully hard and aroused, he had me slide down and ride his cock, only with my back to him, leaning forward so that he could watch his cock getting swallowed by my pussy. I rode him slowly like that for a few minutes, and then got off of him and turned around, and began to ride him with my face to him. We kissed and he drank more from my breasts, and I took my time riding his cock, letting my orgasm build until it burst inside my head like the roaring surf breaks on rocks at the beach. After a few moments rest, I slid off of him and he had me lay on my stomach while he got on top of me. I spread my legs for him and he entered me from behind. This was a new but enjoyable sensation, and I could tell he really enjoyed it, because it wasn't long before his pace quickened, his breathing got heavy, and then he was once again coming inside of me. He lay on top of me for a few minutes, and then slid off and lay next to me, face to face. I stayed on my stomach but adjusted my hips and legs. We both drifted off, dozing off and on, for almost an hour. It was incredibly relaxing and the satin sheets felt absolutely wonderful. I woke up first, with Jeff waking up a few minutes later. I said, "Would you like to see the mess you made?" He smiled and said, "Sure." I had him pull back the sheet that was over me, and look at my pussy. His load had dripped out of me while we slept, and had formed a cascading trail of sticky white come out of my pussy, across my thigh, and then down my ass cheek and onto the bed. He was so impressed that he took a few photos of it before I made him get me a towel so I could clean up. He took a quick shower first before I took my turn. When I got out of the bathroom he was fully dressed. "Denise totally loved the pictures." "I can't believe you sent them on to her..." "Don't worry. They have already been deleted off of my phone and at home. Honest." I smiled, but said, "I'm not sure if I believe you or not." "Oh, I'm completely trustworthy, you know." "Yeah... right." "I am! Honest! And hey... can I ask another favor?" I gave him a questioning look, and he continued, "Can I... take the thong with me? Please?" Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 02 I sighed and said, "Of course, you insatiable pervert." He smiled and said, "And... speaking of that... would it be possible for me to have a quickie? On the kitchen counter?" "Oh my word... are you serious?" Couldn't he get enough? "Yes... do you mind?" I just shook my head. He had me put my bra and dress back on, and then sit on the edge of the counter so he could eat me out. It felt wonderful, and my pussy got wet again, but I knew an orgasm would be a long time in coming. After a few minutes he stood up and unzipped his slacks, pulling out his hard cock again. He had to stand on his tiptoes to get into me, and once again my pussy was stretched wide by his cock, although this time it wasn't very long at all before the pain went away and the pleasure flooded in. I was once again amazed at Jeff's control – in our past encounters, and earlier today, his stamina was impressive, but it appeared he also could make himself come fast, if he wanted to. He quickly became very aroused and I was beginning to learn his body language, so I knew he was getting close to coming. "Want to... come... in your mouth... please..." he blurted out as he was pumping me hard and deep. I said, "Ok, sweetheart... ok..." "Here it comes... please..." He pulled out and I quickly kneeled on the floor, taking the head of his cock into my mouth as much as I could. A few seconds later his cock was spurting into the back of my throat, filling up my mouth with his warm, slightly bitter, slightly salty come. I gently sucked his cock, pulling the last few gobs of come out, and then began swallowing it. He reached down and gently pulled me up, and muttered, "Back inside you... just for a few moments... please..." So I got back up on the counter, and he slid back into me, although his cock was already starting to soften. He held himself inside me, and said, "Just wanted to... get your wetness on me... so that Denise could taste." I just laughed and shook my head. I couldn't believe I was doing what I was doing, and who I was doing it with. He slid out of me and very carefully put his cock back into his pants. I still needed to take Buddy for a walk in the backyard, so I gave him a quick kiss goodbye and went out back while Jeff packed up his files and laptop and went home. The thought of Denise tasting me, on Jeff's cock, was very arousing to me. And of course he would give her the thong, again. Prim and proper Denise is quite the slut, I thought to myself. And so are you, said the little voice in the back of my head. I had not brought a spare pair of underwear, and wasn't about to borrow anything from my mother, so drove home with nothing on under my dress. When I got home, Brayden and Melissa were happily playing on the floor. She hadn't seen me when I had left earlier, and commented on how good my dress looked. I smiled and said thanks, and went to get my purse to pay her, but when I reached for it, it fell onto the floor. I bent down to pick it up, and realized too late that my bare ass was exposed and that a final, small glob of come had dripped out onto my thigh. I stood up quickly and turned around, to see if Melissa had noticed. Her head was turned away enough to make me think she didn't see, but I made a mental note to be more careful around her. Nervously I got my money out of my purse, and then thanked Melissa for her work. She took the money and said she had enjoyed it. We confirmed that she'd be coming over every morning of the week, and then she gave me a brief hug and kiss on the cheek before she left. It was only after she left that I realized that I smelled faintly of sex, and that my breath smelled very strongly of come. I hoped beyond hope that Melissa hadn't noticed... what would she think of me? While that thought, and the guilt of what I had just done, did haunt me a little that evening, it wasn't enough to stop me from fantasizing about what the next day held in store. This time, however, I was more careful, and wore a rather conservative skirt and blouse, and put a pair of panties in my purse just in case. I had, however, put on lingerie, this time a matching royal blue satin bra with matching thong and garter-belt. The white stockings I wore looked just like regular pantyhose. I tried to convince myself that Melissa wouldn't suspect anything. The anticipation was quite noticeable as I drove to Mom and Dad's house, and I was already getting moist as I pulled up to the house. But Jeff's car wasn't parked in front when I got there. Perhaps he got hung up at work, or wasn't planning on coming over, I thought to myself, although admittedly I was disappointed. I started my watering routine, getting the plants watered before I took Buddy for his walk in the backyard. As I came back inside the house, I heard, Hello, Sabrina!" come from the living room. Startled, I turned, and there, standing in the living room, was Doug. The knot in my stomach began to form as I said, "Oh, hi, Doug, I didn't hear you come in." "Sorry I'm late... was a bad commute into work." "It's ok... I mean... I thought Jeff was coming by, or... wasn't sure, so..." "I hope you don't mind me being here." His voice was gentle and inquisitive, and his facial expression was one of genuine concern. "No, no, not at all." "You look a little nervous, though. I was sort of under the impression that you and Denise had talked." "We did... she told me that Jeff had shared our time together with both her and you." "He did. I hope it didn't upset you, too much?" "It did, but I'm over it, mostly..." "Denise did say you were still somewhat unsure, about the whole situation." "Yes, I am..." "Well, we don't have to do anything... if you're not ready, or... don't want to. Honest." "I know... and I've been trying to sort it out... it's a lot to take in, you know?" "I know... I know." "And I can't help but sometimes see myself as nothing more than the family whore, who is being passed around for all to use and enjoy." "Oh, Brina... please don't ever think that. That's not it at all, not it at all. Denise said that she had tried to explain our... unique situation, unique relationship." "She did. And I do understand. Or at least, parts of me does." "Then you must understand how much we all love you, very much. And that the intimacy is just our special way of communicating that love to each other. And that we want to share that relationship with you." "I do, I do. I just have a lot of conflicting emotions and thoughts, that's all." "That is completely understandable. And I will understand if you're not ready to go down that road with me, even after you have with Jeff." Although he tried to hide it, I could tell there was disappointment on his face and in his voice. Part of me honestly did feel like the family whore; but part of me also realized that I wanted this as well, to be with Doug. Perhaps I was coming around to Denise's point of view, or perhaps I really was the slut I feared I was. Maybe it was just as simple as some harmless sexual exploration. And this was Doug I was talking to – not Jeff. Doug, 8 years older than me, had always been supportive and loving, even when he was in high school and it wasn't cool to be nice to a kid sister. He was sensitive, and was self-confident but not arrogant. And, as superficial as it sounded, he was incredibly good looking. Jeff was too, but Doug had darker features and a lither frame. Perhaps that was why women always gravitated to him... and why it was so easy to be attracted to him now. "Doug, I do... want to be with you. Please know that. It's just... I'm a little nervous, that's all. With Jeff, it just kind of happened, at first. There wasn't much build-up. One minute he was trying to be a good brother and help me feel better, and the next minute..." I trailed off as flashes of thoughts went off inside my head of Jeff inside me. And I knew there was no going back with Doug now, either. Doug didn't say anything, but just smiled. Then he said, "If you're sure about this, then... why don't we go back to your old bedroom." I smiled coyly as I said, "My old bedroom? You don't want the satin sheets on Mom and Dad's bed? Or the couch? Or kitchen counter?" He laughed and said, "Jeff said you two had been quite busy... no, I hate to admit it, but... when I've fantasized about you in the past, it's always been about you in your old bedroom." We walked down the hall and took the first left, into what used to be my bedroom. It still had my pink wallpaper up, and pushed to the side, my double bed I slept in while I still lived at home. Part of the room had been converted to accommodate my mother's sewing machine, but the rest was still from my high school days. He sat down on the end of the bed and, taking me by my hands, had me stand in front of him. He looked me up and down for a few minutes, and the look on his face clearly communicated that he really couldn't believe we were about to do what he had dreamed about for years. He seemed to come to his senses, and began to slowly unbutton my blouse, slipping it off, and quietly saying, "Mmmm... that is nice..." when he saw the blue satin bra. He caressed my breasts through the bra for a few moments, and I noticed that he was much gentler than Jeff. He then had me turn around, and unzipped my skirt, pushing it slowly off my hips, exposing the garter belt and then the back of the thong. My skirt hit the floor and I stepped out of it and kicked it to the side. "Wow. You are incredible." I was still facing away, but blushed and softly said, "Thanks." "No... I mean it, Brina... you look fantastic. I mean, you always have, trust me... but... I can't even tell you ever had a kid." I slowly rocked my hips back and forth, and said, "Well, I'm glad you like it." He gently ran his hands up my sides, down my back, and then caressed my hips and ass. He leaned in to gently kiss the small of my back, and that was enough to send a ripple of electricity through me that even he felt. His hands moved up my back and undid my bra, then moved down to undo the two garters in the back. He took me by the hips and turned me around so he could undo the two garters in the front. He then pushed off the garter-belt, then the stockings, saying, "I never did like pantyhose... always got in the way..." His hands moved up my stomach and pulled gently at my bra, releasing my breasts. He dropped the bra on the floor and then gently caressed my nipples, before leaning forward to drink from me. My milk supply had started to wane and so I wasn't in pain, but my breasts were still relatively full and I wanted him to suck both deeply. He was happy to comply, and I quickly became aroused, as did he. He got up and had me sit where he had been sitting. I leaned back as he kissed his way up my thighs, my legs spreading open for him. He gently stroked and kissed my pussy through the thong, and then reached up to take it off of me. It slid off and he dropped it on to the floor as I spread my legs for him again, bending my knees and putting my feet on the edge of the bed. He slowly and methodically began to lick and suck my pussy. It quickly became clear that Doug was quite experienced at orally pleasing a woman, but that he was not going to give me a quick orgasm. Instead, he proceeded to give me wave after wave of pleasure, each lick building upon the last as he lapped up my thick wetness. He brought me to the brink of orgasm over and over, only to pull me back again. I wasn't even trying to be quiet anymore, but had given in completely to the pleasure. Gradually he began to focus only on my clit, and the orgasm he had built began to crash through me and out of me, leaving me trembling and senseless on the bed, completely overcome with erotic pleasure. I don't know how long I lay there, but I felt Doug get onto the bed and felt him pulling me up so that my head was on the pillow. He was next to me and from the heat I felt from his body, I could tell he had taken his clothes off. He put his hand on my hip and pushed me up on my side, away from him, and positioned himself behind me. I felt his hard cock and briefly wondered if he was as big as Jeff. I was laying on my right side, and his left hand moved down my hip and gently grabbed onto the back of my leg. He lifted my leg up and repositioned his hips, bringing his cock up to touch my pussy. I felt the head of his cock start to slide into me. He gently pushed in, then pulled out briefly before pushing further inside. Once again it felt initially uncomfortable as his cock began to fill me, but I was still very wet and my pussy was expanding as he penetrated deeper and deeper inside me. I reached down between my legs to feel for his balls, as it felt like he was inside me to the hilt, but instead found that he still had what felt like almost 3 inches to go before he was inside me all the way. Oh... he's big... I thought. He gently continued to push until his entire length was inside me. He held it there for a few moments, and then gently began to slide in and out of me. His strokes were long and slow, and I realized that even though he didn't have the thickness of Jeff, he was certainly longer than Jeff. He had propped up my leg with his knee, and his hand was now cupping my breast, gently massaging the nipple. He fucked me from behind for almost 10 minutes, and in that time I became aroused again and realized he was trying to hit my g-spot on every thrust. I began to moan every time he did, and that seemed to encourage him and cause him to thrust harder and deeper. It wasn't long before I was coming again, and my cries of pain and pleasure pushed him to the brink. He began to come deep inside me, saying over and over again, "Oh... Brina... I'm coming... I'm coming..." We lay there, exhausted yet entwined together, dozing off and on for a few minutes. He leaned back and slipped his cock out of me, and I lay back in his arms, listening to him softly breathe, while a steady flow of come spilled out of my pussy and dripped down my ass. He woke up after a few minutes, and I asked, "So... was that what you've been wanting for all this time?" "Oh yes... that and so much more. That was wonderful, Brina. Thank you." "You're welcome. I'm glad I could do this with you. Honest." We looked each other in the eyes, and I saw in him only love and appreciation. And the little voice in my head that normally would be screaming at me was just a quiet voice in the background, albeit temporarily. We lay there in silence for a few minutes, and then I asked, "So... do you have a long list of kinky fantasies about me, like Jeff?" "Oh, yes, I do..." "Like what?" "Well, I don't suppose... you still have your cheerleader outfit from high school, do you?" I rolled on my side, prompting a large glob of come to ooze out of me and drip down my thigh. In disbelief, I asked, "You seriously fantasized about me in my cheerleader outfit?" "Brina, every guy in America has dreamed about a girl in a cheerleader outfit." "I know, but... I wasn't much to look at when I was in high school." "Are you serious? Of course you were. Sure, you had some baby fat still on you, but you've always had a knockout figure, since you were like 15." "You're just as much of a pervert as Jeff, you know that?" "Of course I know that. You don't even want to know about all the conversations we've had about you, trust me." "Seriously?" "Oh yeah. He didn't tell you I was the one that showed him how to steal your panties from your dirty clothes hamper?" "Oh my – you PERVERT! Did you really used to do that?" "Of course! Any chance I could get! Especially when you had been working out and they were sweaty." "Oh my. That is WAY too much information." "Sorry, Brina, really... but it is true. Both Jeff and I have had a thing for you for a long time. A very long time." We laid there in silence for a few minutes, before Doug asked, "You're not... upset, are you?" "No... just wondering how I missed all these signals all these years. I was pretty oblivious, I guess." "No, we were just super careful to keep it a secret, that's all." "Well, you did a good job of it... and I guess that makes sense, considering how you've been able to keep up a sexual relationship with Denise all these years, and nobody's ever figured that out." He laughed and smiled, and said, "Denise did say that you seemed most shocked at that little fact." "Little fact? Are you kidding? I'm not supposed to be shocked that you're fucking your brother's wife on a routine basis?" "Ok, ok... I guess it is a big fact. But it's not just about the sex, Brina." "I know, I know. I'm finding that out for myself these days." He smiled at me and I could tell it was conveying warmth and love for me. Then he said, "So... about that cheerleader outfit..." I shook my head and got up, putting my hand between my legs to catch his residual come. "Let me go get cleaned up, and then I'll see if I can find it." He got up and got dressed as I went to the bathroom. I came back and began to look through the closet in my old bedroom. Sure enough, under a clear plastic dry-cleaning sheet, was my cheerleader sweater and pleated skirt. I put them on and then showed them to Doug. "What do you think?" "I think you look awesome, that's what I think." I turned around so he could see me from behind, and he mumbled, "I wanted to fuck you so bad back then." "Well, here's your chance." "Did you put any underwear back on?" "No... did you want me to put the thong back on?" "No, I was actually kind of hoping for some plain panties. Like you wore in high school." "You perv... you're in luck, I brought a pair to wear home, because I had a feeling I'd need it... hang on, let me put those on." I went out to the living room and dug them out of my purse, and slipped them on as I walked back down the hall to my old bedroom. I lifted up my skirt to give him a quick flash as I walked in. He was sitting on the bed and I could see that his cock was already getting hard again. He sat down on the floor and had me stand in front of him, so he could run his hands up and down my legs and under my skirt. He had me turn around so he could look up my skirt from behind, and I felt him gently caress my ass cheeks through the pink cotton panties I was wearing. Then he put his hands on my hips and pulled me down, straddling his cock. It was hard now and was throbbing against the fabric of his slacks, searching for my pussy, which was doing a good job at getting the panties wet. His hands went under my sweater and moved around to cup and caress my breasts. He held me tight for a long time, and then we both got up and he lay back down on the bed. He asked me to 69 him, so I straddled his head and positioned myself above his cock. I undid his zipper and grabbed his still wet cock with my hand and began to suck and lick my pussy juices off of the shaft and head. Meanwhile, he was caressing my legs and ass and sliding his hands under the panties to feel my pussy. After about 5 minutes, he had me stop and get off of him, and get on the edge of the bed on my hands and knees. He got behind me and lifted up the pleated skirt, then pulled the panties to the side. Soon I felt the head of his cock penetrate my pussy as he began to slide inside me. His length was once again a bit uncomfortable but soon enough he was sliding in and out of me slowly. I turned my head to watch his face, and unlike Jeff, he had his eyes closed and his face pointed up at the ceiling. I quietly laughed, and he opened his eyes. Still pumping me, he said, "What?" "Just wondering what you were thinking about." "Just fantasizing that it was 15 years ago, that's all..." He began to quicken his pace, and I could tell he was getting close to coming again. Just to play along, I said, "Hurry, Doug... Mom and Dad and Jeff will be getting home from the game any minute..." Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 02 With that he completely lost control and began to loudly moan, "Oh Brina oh Brina oh yes here it comes oh here it comes..." And with that, his cock exploded in of me, taking my hips and thrusting deep inside over and over again. As his orgasm washed over him, his thrusts began to slow and finally stop. He held himself inside me, his eyes still closed, face still pointed up at the ceiling. Without opening his eyes, he said, "Brina, that was awesome. Mind-blowing. You have no idea how hot that just was." I laughed and said, "Good. I'm glad. It was pretty kinky for me, too." He looked down at me and smiled, and opened his mouth to say something, when his phone rang. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone and answered it. It was his office calling to ask when he would be returning. If only they could see him now, I thought... with his cock still inside his sister, who was dressed up like a cheerleader. He shut his phone and put it back in his pocket, and said, "Sorry, Brina... I have to get going." "It's ok, I understand." He pulled out of me and put his cock away while I pulled my underwear over my pussy and sat back down on the bed. "This has been amazing, just absolutely amazing. Thank you for doing that for me." "Of course." "And you're... ok, with all of this?" "Part of me is, yes... the little voice inside of me is calling me a whore right now, but the rest of me is ok with this." "You're not a whore." "I know. But don't you think it's just a little odd that I am so willing to have an incestuous relationship with both of my brothers?" "I suppose, from an outside perspective, yes, it does. But you know that's not the truth." "I do, on some level. I'm just adjusting, that's all." He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek, and said, "Thanks again." I sat there until I heard the front door close, and then I got up and headed to the master bedroom shower. I took off the cheerleader outfit and threw it on the floor, and then peeled off the panties. So much for having a clean pair of panties to wear home, I thought. Once again I made the drive home with nothing on under my skirt, and arrived to find Melissa and Brayden watching a video on the TV. I was standing at the kitchen counter, pulling out Melissa's money, when I felt a warm blob drip onto my inner thigh. Oh no, I thought, as I felt it fall and then heard it hit the floor with a soft splatter. Without moving I handed Melissa her money and then walked her to the door, hoping that she hadn't noticed the blob of come on the kitchen floor. The next day I made sure to play it safe, packing an entire change of clothes into a bag and putting it into the trunk before Melissa arrived. I did have on a matching white satin bra and thong, with lacy black edges and small black polka dots, underneath an ankle-length skirt and long-sleeved sweater. I knew my outfit might initially disappoint Jeff or Doug (I wasn't sure who would be waiting for me), but I didn't want to arouse any more suspicions from Melissa. When I got to Mom and Dad's house, I saw Jeff's car parked in the driveway, and began to anticipate more erotic fun. I walked into the house, expecting to find Jeff at the table, working on his files; instead, sitting on the couch, looking prim and proper in a sleeveless peach dress and matching heels with immaculately sculpted hair, perfectly accentuated with a string of pearls around her neck, was Denise. Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 03 She smiled when she saw me, and said, "Hello, Sabrina." "Hi, Denise..." The look on my face must have given her some idea that I was confused, so she said, "It's just us today... I hope that's ok?" "Sure, of course." I swallowed hard and smiled, but felt the knot in my stomach start to grow. Yes, I had had sex now with both of my brothers. Wild, kinky, erotic sex. But they were both men. If this was going where I thought it was going, it meant I was about to go even further and have my first sexual encounter with another woman. With Denise. "I made some tea, would you like some?" "Um, yes... of course." I sat down on the other end of the couch while she poured out some chamomile tea into a cup and handed it to me. "Mmm... smells wonderful. Thanks." "Sure. I hope you don't mind, I've been here for a little while, and already took Buddy for a walk, and watered the plants." "Thank you, that was thoughtful of you." "Happy to do it. It was nice to get out of the house so early and let Jeff do the morning routine with the kids, for once. I tried to make it easy for him by leaving him frozen waffles, but I'd imagine he's already figured out how to burn them in the toaster." We laughed at that for a moment, and then Denise looked me in the eyes, and asked, "Can we talk some more, about our relationship?" I swallowed hard, and nodded, thinking to myself, I know where this is going... do I want to go there? "I know you're nervous... and I am too. But it also seems like you and Jeff and Doug have been able to share some enjoyable time together, so far, this week?" I smiled, and said, "Oh yes... very enjoyable. But I'm still not sure it's the right thing to do. I know that sounds lame, but..." She interrupted, "You don't have to explain it to me, Sabrina, honest. I understand." "Well, maybe part of it, but, for you, it's relatively straight-forward – Jeff and Doug are your lovers. But for me, they are my brothers." "But you've taken them on as lovers, haven't you?" "I suppose so... yes... which is why I think it's a little more complicated for me, than it is for you." "I see what you are saying. You are probably right. That does add a level of complexity to it. But it also adds a layer of intimacy that I could never have with either of them, even being married to Jeff." "True." "And you seem to have been a willing lover to both of them." I thought a minute, and then said, "Also true. While part of me has resisted, and is still resisting... most of me... wants to be intimate. I can honestly say I've never had this many erotic experiences in my life." "If I can be totally honest with you, Sabrina, I was kind of hoping..." Her voice trailed off and she looked down at her now empty tea cup. "You were kind of hoping that you and I could spend some time together." She looked up and smiled, and said, "Yes. Exactly." "I thought so." "I hope you don't mind me asking. I've had some experiences with other women in the past... but that was years ago. And I have found myself wanting to share some intimacy with a woman for a while now. And my heart seems set on you." "I don't know what to say. I mean... part of me really wants this, Denise... but... I'm just not sure if I can cross that line. First Jeff, then Doug, and now you... always straying further from Greg." "That really bothers you, doesn't it." "It does... or at least, it bothers part of me... I mean... I just keep asking myself, if I was really that concerned about it, would I have fucked Jeff all over my house, in my bed... and now here at Mom and Dad's house? Would I have fucked Doug in my old bedroom, in my cheerleader outfit, yesterday?" "He had you put on your old cheerleader outfit?" We both laughed at that, and that seemed to relax the atmosphere considerably. "Oh, Denise... I know it sounds like I'm a mess... and I guess I am... but it's just hard to reconcile all these conflicting desires. So much of me wants to let go and indulge in all of my fantasies... but that little voice in my head won't go away." "I understand. Every time I'm with Doug, that little voice is right there with me, too." "Really?" "Oh, of course! Whenever I leave Jeff with the kids so that I can go over to be with Doug, that little voice always says something like, 'goodbye, honey, I'm off to your brothers' house, I'm going to spread my legs wide for him and let him fuck me any way he wants, hope you don't mind that I'm wearing the same lingerie you got me for our anniversary last year! Take care of the kids while I'm gone, don't worry about me, hopefully he won't get me pregnant, don't wait up, I'll be home in four or five hours when he's done fucking me, and will probably be covered in come'... drives me crazy, sometimes, but I don't let it stop me." "Oh wow, Denise... I thought I was the only one that had that sort of thing going through my head!" We both laughed again, and then she said, "Sabrina, if you want to stop this, I'm happy to keep our friendship the way it is, no regrets, no questions asked. But... I also am hoping that you'd like to take it a little further." I swallowed hard, and said, "I think... I think I want to, as well." And thinking back on it, could I really deny that I was extremely curious about being with another woman? After tasting Denise in my thong and on Jeff's cock? We smiled at each other, and then Denise got up and sat down right next to me on the couch. My hands were shaking, and she put her hands on top of mine to calm them. "I'm sorry... I'm just... really nervous." She smiled, and then leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. Then she reached down and lifted up my sweater over my head, taking it off and setting it aside. She leaned over and gently began to kiss and caress my breasts through my bra, as well as my stomach. I laid my head back and closed my eyes, and tried to focus on the sensations she was bringing to my trembling body. She began to play with my nipples through my bra, and soon one of her hands was moving towards the hooks on the back of my bra. I leaned forward momentarily so she could undo them, and then leaned back when I felt them give. She got on her hands and knees in front of me, and I spread my legs so she could kneel between them. I watched her face as she gently removed my bra and began to caress my breasts, before leaning in to suck at them. I once again leaned back and closed my eyes, feeling her suck and drink from me. The warmth and wetness was growing between my thighs, and I was amazed at how erotic it was to have another woman doing this to me. It was so foreign, so strange... but it felt so wonderful. Before I knew it I felt her hands moving up my legs, stopping at my knees, then moving up my thighs, pushing up my skirt. She moved her hands into my inner thighs and pushed my legs further apart, pushing the skirt out of the way. She put her hands on my hips and slowly pulled me towards the edge of the couch, allowing me to lean back further while she gently kissed and licked up my thighs. I couldn't believe Denise was about to lick and suck on my pussy. I couldn't believe another woman would do this, but sure enough, I felt her touch on my thong, heard her inhale deeply over and over again as she took in my scent. Then her hands were back at my hips, pulling, pulling on the thong, which slid easily off of my hips, but seemed stuck to my pussy. I finally realized that the reason it was stuck was because it was so incredibly wet with my juices. Once the thong was off I eagerly spread my legs wide again for her, and heard her let out a soft moan of pleasure as she finally saw my pussy, spread open wide. She took forever to work her way back up to my lips, and I nearly went insane waiting to feel her tongue on my clit. But then, there it was... it almost felt cool to the touch, considering how hot I was. It felt absolutely magical the way she traced out my pussy, dipping in as far as she could, before licking and sucking up my thick juices, coating her face with my wetness as she played with my clit. While both Doug and Jeff had proven themselves to be exceptionally good at giving me oral pleasure, having Denise between my thighs was like nothing I had ever experienced. I came repeatedly, over and over, a long, extended orgasm, brought on by the licks, and prods of her tongue, until I was shaking and gasping for breath, uncontrollably moaning. I sat there, legs spread wide, eyes closed, for several minutes, allowing the pleasure to slowly abate from my shuddering body. I felt Denise sit down next to me on the couch, and she reached out and took my hand in hers, giving me a squeeze. She sat next to me for what seemed like an hour, but in reality was more like five minutes, allowing me to savor the orgasm and recover on my own time. My eyes finally fluttered open, and she met my gaze. She could tell that I had reached a new level in sexual exploration, and that I had no regrets about it, and in her eyes I could see that I had only temporarily satisfied her lust for me. She had also taken off her dress and slip, and was wearing a lacy white bra and the lavender thong I had worn for Jeff two days previously. I smiled and laughed when I saw that she was wearing it, and she took that as my cue that I was ready for more. She leaned in and began to gently kiss me, first with her lips closed, and then with them open, her tongue making gentle forays into my mouth. Her face was covered with my wetness and the smell and taste of my pussy was everywhere – on her tongue, on her lips. We kissed slowly at first, but then began to kiss deeper and deeper. Her hand made its way up my thigh, pushing my legs apart. Her fingers finally found their mark as they began to play with my clit. It still felt oversensitive and I jumped and squirmed, but we continued to kiss deeply while she pushed and stroked and probed my clit and pussy, sliding a finger inside me and stroking the front of my pussy, then pulling it out to stick it into our mouths, then playing with my clit. I began to get aroused again, almost frenetic with passion. She took my hand in hers and placed it on her thigh, and I quickly made my way up to her crotch, feeling the soft, supple skin of her inner thigh as she spread her legs for me. As soon as I touched her crotch I could feel the heat and wetness of her pussy under the thong. The thought of me touching another woman's pussy was bizarre – was I really going to touch it? Much less lick it? Was I really going to put my face between her thighs and taste her? The train of thoughts stopped me in my tracks, but Denise was passionately kissing me and doing extremely arousing things with her fingers on and in my pussy, drawing me quickly back to the pleasure I was receiving. My hand roved around, randomly, at first, then quickly centered on the wet spot. She let out a gasp and low moan, and I was surprised to hear myself respond with a similar groan. Denise stopped kissing me and leaned back, moving her hands to her hips and lifting her ass off of the couch as she peeled off the thong. I noticed that the crotch was completely soaked with her wetness. I still couldn't believe what I was about to do, but Denise leaned back and spread her legs wide and stared at me, silently begging me to please her, as she had just pleased me. She was absently stroking her clit with one of her well-manicured fingers. I was frozen and unsure of what to do, so she leaned forward and reached out to me. We began to kiss deeply again, slowly, and she guided my hand to her crotch once more. I immediately felt the hot wetness of her pussy, and my fingers instinctively knew how to seek out her clit. She was soaking wet with her thick juices, and I found it strangely erotic and slightly repulsive that her wetness was on my fingers. But the kissing and her gentle touches were taking me quickly past the point of no return, and I began to gently explore her pussy with my fingers, stroking her clit and tracing her lips. I swallowed hard and then slowly slid a finger inside of her. It was incredibly erotic for both of us, and she gasped in pleasure as I pushed further inside. Her hips were slowly squirming as I moved my finger in and out several times. We stopped kissing, and looked in each others' eyes. Hers were filled with pure pleasure and desire, and she softly said, "Taste... taste..." I pulled my finger out of her pussy, and slowly moved it up to my mouth. It was coated with her wetness, and I could smell her scent even as I opened my lips to take my finger inside. I closed my mouth and ran my tongue over my finger, tasting that sweet, salty, musky flavor that I had already been introduced to. It was incredibly erotic and I knew I wanted more. While I was doing this, she had been stroking herself and reached out and offered up her own fingers for me to taste. I took them into my mouth, and decided it was now or never. I slid to my knees and moved between her widespread legs. She smiled, closed her eyes, and leaned her head back onto the couch, awaiting the pleasure she had wanted for so long and now was ready to receive. And there it was, right there in front of me... another woman's pussy, dripping wet. I took a moment to look at it, mustering up my courage to actually lean forward and taste, for the first time, another woman's pussy. Yes – I had thought about it over and over again... and yes, what better person to do this with, than a trusted, close, friend? I just never thought I'd be doing this with my sister, I thought. Her bush was immaculately trimmed, and was light brown in color. It was obvious that she waxed around the edges, and I was a little ashamed that my dark brown bush was wild, although to be honest there wasn't much that I would have trimmed. Her pink pussy lips and swollen clit glistened with thick juices; in fact, the bush around her pussy was soaked and matted with her wetness, and as I moved in closer I watched a drop of her wetness slide down her pussy and drip onto the couch, leaving a thin strand of wetness that still connected her pussy to the drop on the couch. Taking one more look, I said to myself, here goes! And leaned in. Her smell was exotic and complex and arousing, and I put my hands on her legs, causing her to jump a little from the touch. I stuck my tongue out and gently touched her clit, causing her to moan softly. I began to move my tongue around and ran it down between her pussy lips, collecting her wetness on my tongue. I took my tongue back into my mouth and slowly savored the flavors. This isn't bad at all, I said to myself... in fact, I kind of like it... and with that I let go of any other inhibitions and began to freely explore her pussy, sucking up as much of her wetness as I could, driving her mad with pleasure as I focused only on her clit, then sliding down and pushing my tongue and mouth as deep inside of her as I could, feeling her pussy spread open for me. I moved back to the clit, and realized that Denise was starting to come. Once again limiting my tongue just to her clit, I licked and pushed and sucked, causing her hips to rock and her mouth to loudly moan as her orgasm exploded out of her. I stopped licking her as her orgasm abated, and leaned back, watching her face as it changed from one of erotic pleasure to pure relaxation. She opened her eyes and smiled at me, and said, "Mmm... Sabrina... that was wonderful... did you enjoy it as much as I did?" "It took me a little while, but... yes... it was a lot of fun." She dreamily said, "Mmm... you can say that again." She got up off the couch and, with a broad smile, said, "Come on... let's go have some more fun. Those satin sheets are calling our names." She peeled off her bra and I got undressed as well, and then we went in to Mom and Dad's bed and laid down facing each other. We began to slowly kiss and caress each other's bodies, entwining our legs together, pressing our bodies together as we drank in the softness of each other's skin, surrounded by the satin sheets under us and over us. She laid me on my back and leaned over me, kissing me deeper and faster as her hand began to first play with my nipples, and then move to my pussy. I willingly spread my legs for her and eagerly gave myself to the pleasure. We kissed passionately for a few minutes, both of us aroused once more. The top sheet was cast to the side as she kissed her way down my chest, sucking deeply from both breasts, before kissing down my stomach and thighs. Lifting herself up on her hands and knees, she turned her body and lifted her leg over me, and looking back, moved down so that her pussy was right above my face, slowly dragging her breasts over my body, teasing me with her nipples, which only aroused both of us more. Her pussy was dripping wet, and I examined it closely again, even more fascinated than before to be looking at another woman's pussy. I felt Denise's' tongue penetrate my pussy, and took that as my cue to begin my own exploration, experimenting with what gave her pleasure. It was a challenge to focus, because Denise was eagerly licking and sucking my clit, and I couldn't help but moan and squirm, even while trying to suck up every drop of her sweet saltiness. She was moaning quite often as well, and eventually stopped eating me so that she could focus only on the intense pleasure my fumbling tongue was giving her. Although it was only my second time eating a woman, I must have done something right because before I knew it she was convulsing with erotic pleasure, moaning loudly as I continued to focus on her clit. And then I felt a warm gush of liquid on my face as she reached the peak of her climax. I had read about female ejaculation, but hadn't expected this. The juices dripped down both sides of my face and down my neck, and I tasted their salty flavor and tried to capture every drop I could. Denise was motionless now, her ragged breathing punctuated by soft moans every so often. She lifted herself off of me and turned around, and gently began to kiss me, tasting her wetness that had covered my face. Pulling the sheet back over us, she lay down next to me and closed her eyes, a look of exhausted pleasure on her face. I closed my eyes as well, and we both drifted in and out of sleep. We both woke up when we heard a male voice say, "Is this a girls-only party, or can I join in?" It was Doug, and he was standing at the door of the bedroom in his suit, a big grin on his face. Denise laughed and then said, "Hi, Doug... how did you know we'd be here?" "Well, I enjoyed yesterday so much, I was kind of hoping... I could have some more... so I left work early for a long lunch, and came by. Once I got to the house, all I had to do was follow the trail of clothes to the bedroom, and voila! I found two of the most beautiful women in the world." I smiled and jokingly said, "And now that you're here, you want us both..." The truth, however, was that the sex yesterday with Doug had been very enjoyable, so much different than with Jeff, but also very erotic. In fact, the little bit of role-playing we did with the cheerleader outfit had, in retrospect, been very erotic for me. "Well, I was mainly hoping to have some fun with you, Brina, but, since Denise is here, I guess I could have some fun with her, too." Denise shot back, "Hey! You be nice to me, if you want to get between my sugary thighs!" He laughed, and said, "Oh, and I do... but it looks like Brina's already been there." "Oh yes... she's got a wonderful tongue. And actually... it's my turn to give her some pleasure, isn't it?" The whole scenario was making my head spin, but most of me was eager to cross this next boundary. I said, "Yes, in fact... it is." Denise smiled and pulled back the sheet, positioning herself between my legs on her hands and knees. She looked back over her shoulder, pointed her ass at Doug, and said, "Are you joining us?" Then turned around and began to kiss and lick my thighs, before gently focusing on my clit. Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 03 I smiled as I watched Doug get out of his suit as quickly as he could. His cock was already semi-hard, and he got behind Denise and began to lick and suck her pussy. Denise was doing a wonderful job of sending wave after wave of pleasure through my body, and I was quickly getting wet and aroused. Doug stopped eating Denise and positioned himself behind her so that he could begin fucking her. She laughed softly as he pushed the head of his cock into her, then let out a long, low moan as he entered her fully and began to pump her. She went back to licking me, but made frequent moans and cries of pleasure as Doug filled her with his cock. It was extraordinarily erotic and I felt an orgasm begin to boil within me. Denise sensed it too, and wanting to prevent me from coming too soon, said, "Let's switch." She had Doug lay down on the bed, and then she straddled his face, while she told me to suck her wetness off of Doug's cock. I moved up over him and took his hard, drenched cock in my hand. It felt hard and hot, and I opened my mouth and took his head in, tasting both Denise and his precum. I slowly began to suck and lick his cock, as Denise watched while being eaten by Doug. After a few moments, Denise had us switch again, this time with me straddling Doug's mouth, Denise riding his cock. She had me face her, so that we could kiss from time to time while we both pleasured ourselves on Doug. The sex was incredibly erotic and I tried so hard to not come too quickly – I wanted this to last as long as possible. Denise slid off of Doug and we swapped locations. It was so erotic to think that Denise's pussy juices would soon be deep inside my own pussy, courtesy of Doug's shaft. His cock slid into me and I let out a loud moan as I felt my pussy expand. It took several strokes before I could take all of him inside me. Denise sat on Doug's face for a few minutes, but then slid off so she could get a good up-close view of Doug's cock inside of me. I was highly aroused and leaned forward so Doug could play and suck on my breasts, and then leaned further in so that I could kiss him. I tasted Denise's pussy on his lips and in his mouth as we kissed deeply, passionately. Despite my best efforts, I could feel myself getting close to a powerful orgasm, and found myself riding him hard, thrusting my hips down onto him, grinding my clit against him. My moans of pleasure began to get louder and then I was shaking and moaning and crying out as the orgasm burst out of me and I collapsed on Doug's chest, panting for breath. I could tell Doug was close to coming but was holding on, for some reason. After a few moments I slid off of Doug, and Denise had me move over to the edge of the bed on my back, and spread my legs open. Doug got between them and entered me, pumping me slowly. It didn't take long before he threw back his head and began gasping loudly, as he thrust his hips, coming inside of me deep. He stayed inside of me until his orgasm abated, and then slid out and sat back on the bed, next to me. As soon as he got out from between my legs, Denise was there, on her stomach, licking and sucking up the mix of juices between my thighs. What she really wanted, and didn't have a long wait for, was the white, creamy come that began to drip from my pussy. Never in a million years did I ever think I'd be watching this. But there was prim and proper Denise, wearing nothing but the pearl necklace, eagerly moving her tongue, scooping up my oldest brother's come as it spilled out of me. Although my orgasm had sexually exhausted me, I still began to feel aroused, watching Denise suck my pussy clean. After she had finished eating me, she stood up, leaned over me, and gave me a deep, wet, passionate kiss, transferring some of the come from my pussy to my mouth, via her mouth. Then I laid back and watched her begin to suck Doug's limp cock, cleaning it of the juices that coated it thickly. Surprisingly, I saw him begin to grow hard again, and I smiled and shook my head. I couldn't believe I was doing all of this, much less on our parents bed. Before too long, Doug was hard again, and I laid there on the bed and watched them. It was very apparent they knew each other's bodies well and had been lovers for many years. I finally accepted the fact that, even when Denise had married Jeff, she never really did stop with Doug. And once again I couldn't believe I hadn't suspected a thing. Denise got on all fours and Doug got behind her and entered her. He began to slowly pump her from behind while she watched in the mirror over the dresser. A quick glance at the clock on the dresser showed that I didn't have much time to get cleaned up and get home, so I left those two to their pleasure and went and got into the shower. I came out of the bathroom and found them laying next to each other, Doug on his back, Denise on her stomach with her legs spread partially open. Denise was absentmindedly playing with his wet, limp cock as they quietly talked and joked, even as a stream of come slipped out of her onto the bed. "I'm heading home... you two going to spend the rest of the day here?" I was joking when I said it, but I wouldn't have been too surprised if they both had said yes. "No, we've got to get going too... I can only imagine what disaster Jeff has created, trying to take care of the kids." We all laughed at that, and then Denise said, "Sabrina, can we talk about Saturday, for a minute?" I said, "Sure, I suppose... did we have something planned?" "Well, not yet, but we were hoping to... would you be able to spend some extra time here on Saturday? Jeff and I have asked the neighbors to watch our kids for the day, and so we were kind of hoping to have some extra time together." Doug said, "And even though I have an early morning meeting at my office on Saturday morning, I'll be here as soon as that is over." The thought of everyone together had always been in the very back of my mind, and I admit that at times I had given it brief thought in passing... but now it appeared it would come together in just a few days. I said, "So... all of us, together? Will there be enough room on the bed for us all?" We laughed again, and then Denise said, "I think it will really be special. Do you think your babysitter will mind?" "No, I'll ask her when I get home today." "Ok, sounds good... I'll call you tomorrow to confirm." I walked back into the house to find Melissa and Brayden playing in the living room. I set my bag down on the counter and walked over to pick up Brayden, who was happy to see me. Melissa stood up and gave me a big smile, and we talked a few minutes. She said that she'd be happy to watch Brayden a little longer on Saturday, but that she was going to meet up with friends and so needed to be home to catch her ride at 2pm. Just then, the phone rang, and it was Greg calling from Chicago to talk with me. While I was talking to Greg, Melissa took Brayden's juice glass and began to refill it on the counter, right next to my bag. I was trying to hold Brayden and talk to Greg, and so wasn't watching Melissa, but I caught her peeking into my bag as she put the lid back on Brayden's juice cup. She had a somewhat embarrassed smile on her face as she walked over and handed me the cup, then waved goodbye. A wave of panic went through me, and as soon as I hung up the phone with Greg, I walked over to my bag on the counter. I didn't think there was anything incriminating in it, and then remembered that Denise had given me my thong back just as I was leaving, and that I had thrown it into the bag. Sure enough, when I looked into the bag, there it was, in a crumpled, soaked heap next to my shampoo and conditioner. I moved closer to the bag and could smell Denise's pussy, her juices having completely soaked the crotch of the thong. It wasn't like I was trying to be obvious, but I was doing a very poor job of hiding my liaisons from Melissa. How much did she know? How much did she suspect? The phone rang again, and this time it was Jeff. "So... sounds like you guys had all the fun without me?" "Hi, Jeff... yes, it was very enjoyable... and yes, I missed you." "Aw... that's sweet of you to say, Sis... I'm glad you guys had fun, but I can't wait until Saturday." There was pure glee in his voice as he said that. "I bet you can't!" "No, really... I wish I could get together with you earlier, but I have to be at work on Thursday and Friday, and so does Doug, so... you've got two days to rest up for the big event on Saturday!" Denise had mentioned the same thing before I left – that there would be no one waiting for me at Mom and Dad's house on Thursday and Friday. I had to admit to myself that I truly was enjoying the sexual adventures, but also that a few days rest would do me good. What concerned me more was that I would have plenty of time to think, which meant plenty of time for that little voice in my head to accuse me of my infidelity and whore-like behavior. I was not looking forward to that aspect. I also wasn't sure what to do about Melissa. Would she tell anyone what she had seen? I knew that she wouldn't tell her mother anything, but what about her friends? Would Greg find out, somehow, someway? At times I was almost frozen with fear over the thought that he would come storming through the door, with his hands full of pictures showing what I had been doing with my brothers and Denise. How could I possibly explain that? The knot in my stomach began to come back. Nevertheless, Melissa showed up right on time Thursday morning, and showed no signs of knowing anything, so I slipped out and headed over to Mom and Dad's house and took care of things there. I took Buddy on a little longer walk, up the back trail to the orchard and landscaped patio (complete with fire-pit, benches, and a daybed) that Mom and Dad had carved out of the forest that surrounded their house. It was a beautiful day and gave me some time to think about all that had been going on in my life. I was trying to make peace with what I had done, and what I was intending on doing. It seemed to me that, while I enjoyed the sex tremendously, this infidelity had to stop before it became a habit, before it consumed me. I decided that I would enjoy myself, but that when Greg got back, the sex with Jeff, Doug, and Denise would come to an end. I drove back home feeling refreshed, my head clear of confusion and doubt. I got home much earlier than normal, having been gone about an hour and a half, and realized that I had once again forgotten to shut the garage door when I left. I was planning on going shopping later that day, so I left the car out of the garage and parked on the driveway. I walked in through the door and set my purse down on the counter. The house was very quiet. Brayden must be down for a nap, I thought. But where was Melissa? Before I knew it, I was slipping off my shoes and tiptoeing around the house, unsure of what I might find. I softly walked down the hall and peeked in Brayden's room – sure enough he was fast asleep. I then heard movement in my bedroom, and silently, slowly made my way down until I could peek into the room. Melissa was completely naked, her clothes in a pile at the foot of the bed. She was going through my dresser and had already pulled out several items of lingerie. I watched in complete fascination as she went to try on one of my black thongs. Her small, yet amazingly perky breasts swayed as she bent over to put it on, sliding it up over her hips. She was thin and didn't have the hips that I did, so it wasn't a good fit, but that didn't stop her from admiring herself in a variety of poses in the mirrors on the closet doors. She stood up, faced herself in the mirror, and then closed her eyes and began to play with her nipples. She rocked her hips back and forth slowly as she teased and pulled on them. Then she slid one hand down her stomach and under the thong, and shifted her leg out, moving her hand between, and began to play with herself. I stood there frozen, too scared to move, completely unsure what to do. What surprised me most was that, although my mind was racing with confusion, my body was reacting to what I was seeing, and I knew I was getting aroused. This is ridiculous, I thought to myself. She's 19. She's my neighbor's daughter. This just can't happen. No. Melissa opened her eyes and walked over to the bed, picking up something off the dresser before settling herself on the bed. I looked and saw what it was she picked up – my lavender thong, the one that Denise had worn yesterday, the one she had seen in my bag yesterday, the one I had thrown into the dirty clothes basket. She had fished it out and was now laying back, legs spread apart, the lavender thong over her nose as she stroked her pussy through the black thong she was wearing. She stroked through the thong for a little while, and then set the lavender thong aside while she lifted her hips and pulled it off. Her eyes were glazed over with lust, totally focused on the pleasure she was giving herself. As she lay back, she spread her legs and closed her eyes, slowly moving her hand down to her pussy. She did not have much hair between her legs, but what she did have was dark. I watched as her finger split open her lips, and even from the doorway I could see she was wet. She slid a finger, then two fingers inside of her, before pulling them out and stroking her clit. She opened her eyes momentarily to pick up the lavender thong again, and then put the thong back over her face as she closed her eyes and got down to the business of stroking herself. It did not take her long, probably five minutes at most, to bring herself to climax. The entire time she was masturbating she was slow and methodical, never deviating from her pattern, despite the growing moans of pleasure and shaking arms and legs. There was a sharp cry as she came, and then she relaxed and let her hands drop to her sides. After resting a few moments she slid her fingers back inside and tasted herself several times. She laid there in bliss, slowly caressing herself and fingering the lavender thong. Although I was thoroughly aroused and could feel that I had soaked through the crotch in my panties, I knew I couldn't face Melissa, and so quickly, quietly retraced my steps to the garage. I got back in my car, and hit the garage door button, making the door shut. Once it was about a quarter of the way shut, I stopped it and reversed it, so that it opened again. I knew it was loud enough to signal to Melissa that I was home. Taking my time, I walked back into the house, and found her coming out of the main bathroom, straightening her shirt. She gave me a nervous smile, and said, "Hello, Mrs. Woods, you're home early." "Yes, I wanted to do some shopping with Brayden, and so I hurried through my chores and got home as soon as I could." She smiled, and said, "Brayden was great, he's been asleep for just over an hour." As if on cue, Brayden woke up, and Melissa went to go get him. I said, "Oh, let me get him, really, it's ok." Melissa smiled and went into the living room, while I went in and picked up Brayden. I came back out and got her money out of my wallet, and handed it to her, saying, "Are we still on for tomorrow?" "Oh, yeah, of course!" "And you can stick around for a few extra hours on Saturday?" "Yep, no problem." With that she walked out. I was trembling with anticipation as I set Brayden down on my bed and quickly opened up my lingerie drawer, looking for the black thong Melissa had been wearing. I found it underneath my stack of bras, folded neatly. I sat down on the edge of the bed and unfolded it, examining the crotch. It was wet with her juices, and surprising myself with my eagerness, I quickly put it to my nose. Her scent was intoxicating. Absolutely intoxicating. So different from my scent, and from Denise's scent. Melissa smelled fresh, and sweet, without the hint of muskiness that both Denise and I had. I quickly put my tongue out and tasted the crotch, and let out a soft moan as her flavors danced about my taste buds like butterflies on a summer day. I could see her in my mind, legs spread, stroking her pussy. Part of me regretted not confronting her, to see if it might have led to something more. But then I realized I had enough complications in my life, and didn't need additional worries on top of what I was already dealing with. Brayden was awake, and so I thought I would head out to do some shopping. I needed to go by the grocery store and run a few more errands. But before I went, I decided to give myself a little erotic thrill, and stripped off my panties and put on the thong Melissa had worn. Somehow the thought of her juices next to mine was incredibly erotic and powerful, and I couldn't stop smiling to myself as I ran my errands. I apparently also couldn't stop dripping, and by the time I got home I had done a good job of making the thong even wetter. Jeff called later that evening. "Hey... how's it going?" "Good, how are you?" "I'm totally chomping at the bit for Saturday, Sabrina... this is going to be so awesome." I laughed, and said, "Spoken like a true pervert." "Of course I am. And that's why I called. Can I ask a favor?" "I suppose..." "Would you mind getting an outfit to wear, for Saturday?" "What kind of an outfit?" "Lingerie, of course... I was thinking white satin, maybe a little lace, but not too much... you know, the thong, garter-belt, stocking, bustier combo..." "Well, I'll see what I can find tomorrow, but I'm not promising anything." "Thanks, Sabrina, you're the best!" The next day, Friday, I decided to take somewhat of a daring step, or at least I thought it was daring; I decided to leave the black thong from yesterday on the very top of the dirty clothes basket, as sort of a signal to Melissa. I wasn't totally sure it was the best thing to do, but my head was still spinning a little from what I had seen and tasted, and decided at the last minute to leave it there when I headed out to Mom and Dad's house. I told Melissa I was going to do a little more shopping after my chores, so that she would have some time to find the thong and potentially enjoy it, although once I was in the car I regretted wearing the thong, much less leaving it out for her to find. What if I was wrong, about what I saw yesterday, I kept asking myself. I knew I was playing a dangerous game and that I needed to be careful – much more careful. Despite my recent performance as the family slut, deep down I knew I didn't want to lose Greg. I did my chores quickly, taking Buddy for a very short walk, but he didn't seem to mind because it was already very hot and stuffy out. I headed to the mall that had both Victoria's Secret and Frederick's of Hollywood, hoping that I'd be able to find what Jeff was looking for at one of the stores. Sure enough, Fredericks had exactly what Jeff had asked for, and I had to admit it would look great on me. I particularly liked the fact that the satin fabric had floral patterns embroidered on it, and that it wasn't too difficult to cinch up. I will admit, also, that not once but twice I had waves of guilt hit me hard, when I thought too much about the fact that I was buying some fancy lingerie not for my husband, but for my brother, or rather, for my brothers and my sister. That put a damper on my mood and distracted my thoughts. By the time I got home I had forgotten about leaving the thong for Melissa to find. When I got home, I found Melissa trying to feed Brayden, who had woken up cranky and wasn't being very cooperative. I told her I'd take over, and I could tell she was nervous and unsure about something. She said, "Mrs. Woods, I... um... I..." I smiled at her, and tried to show genuine openness to her, to get her to finish her sentence, but she mumbled, "I... forgot what I was going to say. Sorry." Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 03 I smiled again and said, "It's ok, I'm sure you'll remember." I paid her and she left, promising to be back at 8am the next morning. I got Brayden settled down and fed him, and his mood improved considerably. Then I remembered the thong, and went to go look at the dirty clothes basket. The thong was gone off the top of the basket. I almost missed it, but looking a little closer, saw that the thong had been replaced with a pair of string bikini panties that clearly weren't mine. They were made of cotton and were white with red and pink stripes on them, and they were easily three sizes smaller than my panties. Then it struck me – Melissa had taken the thong and had left hers behind. It could only be a reply to the signal I had left her. Trembling, I bent over and picked it up. The crotch was wet to the touch, and I immediately brought it to my nose and inhaled her scent deeply, fully. I breathed in and out several times, taking it into me, before I opened my mouth and put the crotch into my mouth, sucking on the fabric, pulling every drop of her sweetness out. It was extremely erotic and I felt weak in the knees, my head once again spinning. I quickly slipped my jeans and panties off, and knelt down right there on the floor of the master bathroom, spreading my knees apart in front of the dirty clothes basket, stroking my clit and my pussy while smelling and sucking on the panties. After a few minutes I took the crotch and began to rub my pussy with it, letting the cotton fabric absorb my overflowing wetness. I tilted my head back, closed my eyes, and slowly pushed the panties inside of me, pulling them out from time to time, stroking my clit with my other hand. Before too long I felt an orgasm quickly sweep through my body, hitting me like a gust of wind, causing me to shake and quietly moan. Just as fast as the orgasm came, it went, and I began to come to my senses again. I realized I couldn't be playing this game, not with Melissa, who was so much younger than me, and who was living right next door to me, at least for the summer. I just couldn't. But despite all these thoughts, I still couldn't help but think about her panties, and would occasionally go back to my room and pick them up off the dresser, where I had left them, and look and touch them, just for a few moments, throughout that day. I went to bed early that night, because I wanted to get up early to get ready for what Saturday would bring. But I had a hard time falling asleep, and my thoughts were a swirling mix of emotions and dreams and fantasies. I couldn't focus on any one person in particular. I'd start to think about Melissa, and thoughts of Doug would come to mind. Or I'd think about Jeff and Denise would be there in my dreams instead. I knew that I wanted Saturday to be full of fun, but I also knew I would have to once again reconcile with myself afterwards, and that guilt would be waiting for me as I drove home from Mom and Dad's house. I finally drifted off, but it was not a very restful sleep. Nevertheless, I woke up before my alarm went off at 5 am, and didn't need any coffee to wake me up – both my mind and my body knew what was in store for today, and I couldn't believe how excited and anxious I was for the day to begin. I slipped my nightie and panties off, and decided to leave them on the bed for Melissa to find. I took a long shower and trimmed and shaved my bush, as well as shaved my legs. I had bought some expensive lotion that smelled of lavender, and covered myself from neck to toes in it. I slipped a robe on and got Brayden fed and into his play clothes, and then went back and got dressed in the new lingerie I had picked out. I began to shake in anticipation as I slid the bustier on and adjusted it, then put the thong and garter-belt on. I took extra special care to make sure I didn't get a tear in the stockings. I went in and did my hair and makeup, and finally took a long look at myself in the mirror. The bustier was a bit tight, but I didn't have time to try and adjust it, as it was getting close to 8:00 and I knew Melissa would be knocking on the door soon. Maybe she could adjust it for me, I thought, and then immediately stopped myself in my tracks. I couldn't think like that, not now. I had picked out a white, satin, sleeveless blouse and a short black skirt that I knew Jeff and Doug would find attractive. It came down to about 4 inches above my knees and, while not a mini-skirt, it was certainly short enough and was somewhat form-fitting. I gave myself another look in the mirror and decided to change, because it was completely obvious that I was wearing garters on underneath. But just then there was a knock at the door. I opened the door for Melissa and let her in, and she stopped in her tracks and said, "Wow, Mrs. Woods, you look fabulous!" She looked me up and down several times, and I smiled and said, "Thanks! It's nice to dress up every now and then, I guess." I started to get nervous about what she might think, and then remembered the events of the last two days, and quickly relaxed. In fact, my mind began racing as I tried to figure out a way I could give her a little flash of what was under my skirt. I could tell her eyes were on me, and so I walked over to where Brayden was playing on the floor and squatted down, and then leaned over to give him a kiss before I left. I felt my skirt ride up the back of my legs and knew Melissa could see that I had on stockings and garters; she may have even gotten a peek of my ass and the thong. I stood up and slowly pulled my skirt back down, turning my head to glance at her and catching her staring at my ass. Our eyes met and I gave her a big smile. She smiled back and I said, "Ok, see you by 2pm, right?" "Um... yes... 2pm, that would be great, thanks." "Ok... give me a call if Brayden starts getting to be too much." "I will." I walked towards the garage and was walking out the door when I heard her call out, "Have fun." In her voice I thought I heard a hint of envy and curiosity. I smiled to myself and got into the car. It was Saturday morning, and so the traffic was very light. There was electricity in the air, and not of my own sexual desire – there really were huge, dark billowing clouds blanketing the sky, and I saw several flashes of lightning as I made the drive. I made it quickly to Mom and Dad's house, and felt a knot of anticipation beginning to form in my stomach as I drove up the private drive and through the trees to the house. Jeff's car was already parked at the house. I got out of the car, straightened my skirt, and got a little mad at myself when I realized that I hadn't bothered to pack a change of clothes, because I was sure I would need them. I walked up to the front door just as it was starting to rain, and noticed that the plants had already been watered. Denise is here too, I bet she's already done all the chores, I thought to myself as I walked in and shut the door behind me. "Hello?" I called out, not hearing any voices or movement. From down the hall came Denise's reply, "Hi, Sabrina, we're down here." Jeff piped in, saying, "Yeah, we couldn't wait all day for you." I smiled and walked down the hall to Mom and Dad's bedroom, thinking along the way at how bizarre it was to realize that their sons and daughter (and daughter) would be using their bed to have uninhibited sex with each other, repeatedly, and indeed had already done so on several occasions. If only they knew what was going on, I said to myself. I walked in and found Jeff, completely naked, lying on his back while Denise hovered over him, slowly sucking his cock. It appeared she had been wearing a similar set of lingerie, one that was a deep burgundy red that perfectly accented her hair and skin tone. The bra and thong had already been removed, and she now only had on the garter belt and stockings. Her breasts swayed back and forth as she swallowed Jeff's cock repeatedly. I couldn't help but think to myself, well, there is prim and proper Denise. Oh, what a slut she turned out to be. The voice inside my head came back with, yes, and you are one too. "Holy cow, Sabrina, you look fuckin' HOT!" Jeff exclaimed. His voice snapped me out of my guilt trip and brought me back to what I was about to do, once again, with my brothers, and sister. Denise looked up, lust filling her eyes as she gave me a once over and said, "Mmm... definitely yummy..." Part of me wanted to run out of the house, never to return, but instead, I smiled and said, "Thanks! I'm glad you like it." Denise and Jeff both laughed, and got up off the bed and walked towards me. Denise faced me, and taking my hands in hers, she began to softly kiss my lips, first with a closed mouth, then with an open mouth, her gentle touches from her tongue on my lips causing me to respond by opening my mouth and meeting her tongue with mine. Her hands began to caress my body, and I reached out to put my hands on her waist. That is when I felt Jeff come up from behind, putting his hands on my hips and pressing his cock up against my ass, through my skirt. I tried to focus on kissing Denise, but couldn't help but be distracted by Jeff's caresses. He pressed his face into my hair even as his hands slipped up under my blouse, caressing the bustier, and then moving down to caress my ass through my skirt. He felt first for the stockings and garters, and then for the thong. "Wow... you got the outfit... damn that is so HOT, Sabrina..." He crouched down and continued kissing and caressing my legs, hips, and ass, and I spread my legs apart so he could have access to my pussy. He wasted no time in moving his hand there, his head under my skirt, his face buried in my ass, his nose pushing in towards my pussy. Meanwhile, Denise had unbuttoned my blouse and was caressing my breasts through the bustier. I was having a hard time focusing on the pleasure I was receiving, from both the front and the back, but Denise never stopped gently, sensually kissing me. Jeff stood back up and keeping my skirt up, once again pushed his hard cock up against my ass crack, rubbing it on the satin thong. Denise slipped my blouse off, and Jeff unzipped my skirt and then slid it off my hips. They both stepped back and admired me, and had me turn slowly around and around so they could take it all in. Then Denise had me get on the edge of the bed, on my hands and knees, while she got behind me on the floor so she could get an up-close look at my ass and pussy in the thong. Jeff got behind her and immediately slid into her, causing her to turn her head in pleasure and let out a soft moan as Jeff began to pump her slowly, his eyes first watching his cock sink into Denise, then moving to gaze at my ass in the thong, Denise slowly kissing and touching her way up my thighs. After a few moments, Jeff pulled out of Denise and said, "I'm sorry, I can't take it any more... I have to be inside you, Sabrina." Denise laughed as she moved out of the way, watching as Jeff got behind me and pulled my thong aside. He lifted the head of his wet cock up to my pussy, and mumbled, "Damn, Sabrina... you're soaking wet." And with that, he pushed forward, his cock splitting me apart, as it had in the past, although Denise's wetness on his cock and my juices dripping out helped to ease the uncomfortable sensation quickly. He thrust hard, pushing himself fully into me, and I let out a loud groan and lowered my head. He began to slowly slide in and out of me, while Denise leaned forward so that she was watching it from mere inches away. Jeff pulled out and she eagerly began to suck him, taking him into her mouth several times before he slid back into me. She watched my pussy take his cock for a few more minutes, and then got on the bed next to me on her hands and knees. Jeff pulled out and stepped to the side, positioning himself behind Denise. He slid into her easily and began to fuck her. I flipped over and sat on the bed next to them, watching for a little bit, and then Jeff pulled out and stood in front of me. He looked me in the eyes, and without saying anything, I knew he wanted me to suck him. I was already very aroused and was willing to do just about anything, at that point. I leaned forward and opened my mouth, while at the same time grabbing his cock with my hand. His cock was coated with a thick wetness, and was hot to the touch. I took him into my mouth and began to suck and lick him, tasting the intricate, musky flavors of Denise, as well as my own flavor, both of which I was quite familiar with by now. While I was sucking Jeff, Denise got behind me on the bed and started to undo my bustier, loosening it. She then got on the floor between my legs and undid the front two garters. Jeff stepped back and Denise took me by my hands to stand me up. While she was helping me out of my bustier, Jeff was undoing the back garters. He then slid my thong off, and both he and Denise refastened the garters again. Denise lay on the bed, on her back, and motioned for me to climb on top. I straddled her and began to kiss her deeply. I felt Jeff come up behind us, and felt Denise's legs spread wide. Her body shuddered as Jeff entered her and began to fuck her. After only a few minutes, he slid out of her and immediately into me. I lifted my head up and let out a gasp, due to the suddenness of him inside of me, but Denise pulled my head back down and we began to kiss again. It once again became hard to focus on kissing her, as I was getting closer and closer to coming due to Jeff's deep thrusts into me. Despite the momentary pain, his cock had an amazing way of giving me deep, satisfying pleasure on just about every thrust. But once again he pulled out, and slid into Denise, leaving me on the verge of an orgasm. Denise could tell I was close to coming, and so suggested that we 69. I laid back on the bed, and Denise got on top of me, her knees on either side of my face, her pussy, dripping wet, right over me. I willingly began to lick and suck up as much of her wetness as I could, and soon was focusing on her clit. I felt Jeff get between my legs, first to be sucked by Denise, and then to slide inside of me. After a couple of minutes I could take no more, and began to come, loudly at first, and then softly moaning as the orgasm washed over me. Throughout it all, Jeff had kept a steady pace, sliding in and out of me, while Denise ran the tip of her tongue on my clit. I felt Jeff move, and soon he was over my head, entering Denise again. I tried my best to keep the tip of my tongue on her clit, as she had done to me, and soon both Denise and Jeff were coming. Denise was first, and her breath came out in short gasps as her body shook on top of me. Seconds later I heard Jeff groaning loudly as he firmly thrust his cock inside of her, shooting over and over again. He held his cock in her for a little while, and then pulled it out. It was already starting to get limp, and had several gobs of his come stuck to the shaft of it. Ever since Denise had eaten Doug's come out of me earlier in the week, I had wondered about experiencing that for myself, and now was my chance. I didn't have long to wait, as the first thick white glob of come began to peek out of her pussy. I watched as it slid down her lips and then began to slowly drip down. I moved my head and opened my mouth, and caught it with my tongue. It was warm and mildly salty, and I lifted my head up so that I could run my tongue along the length of her pussy, to catch all of the glob. As I pulled my tongue away from her pussy, more come came out in an even larger glob than the first. I used my tongue to collect that as well, and quickly swallowed what was in my mouth before going back for more. My hands were on her hips and I must have been pulling on them hard, because she lowered her hips almost onto my face, making it easier for me to slide my tongue inside of her. I felt another glob on the tip, and moved my tongue to tease it out of her. Two more big globs followed that one, and I swallowed those as well. I felt Denise sit up, so that she was more vertical, in an attempt to get even more of the come to slide out. It worked, because two more big globs came out a few seconds apart. I kept running my tongue up into her pussy, scooping out the come and collecting it on the back of my tongue to swallow. As I moved my tongue back inside of her, more come appeared, this time a long string of it. I must have slid my tongue into her at least five times to collect the whole string. After another minute of licking and sucking, only a little bit more came out, and I told Denise I think I had gotten most of it. She got off of me and turned around and gave me a long, deep kiss, tasting her pussy and Jeff's come in my mouth. Jeff was lying on his back, and as soon as Denise got off of me, he said, "Come on over here and let me taste some of that sweet, sweet sugar of yours." I smiled and moved over to him, putting a knee on each side of his head and positioning my pussy over his mouth. He moved his hands up and down my body and began to caress my breasts and my nipples. He began to lick and suck on my pussy and clit, and I slowly became aroused again. I looked up and saw all the pictures on the wall next to my parents bed... baby pictures, family pictures... one with a 12-year old tomgirl (me) in a dowdy dress standing next to her big brother, who had just graduated from high school... and who was now between my thighs, providing wave after wave of pleasure to my body as he gently ate me. I tried not to worry about what our parents would think, if they knew what was going on in their bed right now, and I felt a twinge of guilt and shame knowing that not only had I betrayed Greg, but that we, Doug, Jeff, and I, had betrayed our parents, somehow. But Jeff's tongue had awoken the passion and lust within me again, and I quickly turned my attention to my growing arousal, particularly when I turned my head and glanced back to watch Denise sucking on Jeff's cock, which was already growing again. Once it was hard enough, I watched as she eagerly got on top of him and slid down his shaft. I felt Jeff stop licking me long enough to let out a groan, which was accompanied by a gasp and soft cry from Denise as her pussy was filled with his cock. Her eyes closed, she slowly began to ride his cock, and he began to lick me again. I closed my eyes and indulged in the pleasure coursing through my body, and heard a voice at the doorway say, "I hope I haven't missed all the fun! Some of us have to work on Saturday..." Both Denise and I opened our eyes, and there was Doug, standing in the doorway, already sliding off his shoes and taking off his jacket and tie. He got out of his clothes and came to the bed, looking straight into my eyes, communicating that it was me he wanted. He lay down, and I got off of Jeff and got between his legs on my hands and knees. I moved my head down in order to take his cock into my mouth, and as I got close to it, I realized that it was wet and smelled like pussy – not Denise's scent, or mine, but someone else. I took his cock into my mouth and tasted the remaining wetness, and after a few moments I took his cock out and asked, "Do I dare ask who it is I'm tasting?" He smiled and said, "Oh, just one of my clients I met with this morning..." I laughed and looked back to see what Jeff and Denise were up to. Denise was still riding on his cock, but Jeff was staring straight at me, and had a perfect view of my ass and pussy. I was very aroused by what Jeff and Denise were doing, and by the taste on Doug's cock, and went back to sucking him. He quickly got hard and I began to suck him harder and deeper, taking in as much of his cock as I could. I heard Denise begin to have her orgasm, and felt the bed shake as Jeff thrust into her even as she pushed down hard onto his cock. She fell off of him, exhausted, and I guess my ass was too much for Jeff because he immediately got behind me and began to pump me hard. The fantasy I had had of having a cock inside my pussy and mouth at the same time had finally come true, and it sent a wave of erotic pleasure through me, even as I tried to concentrate on sucking Doug. He began to make moans and I knew he was close, and so I tried even harder to keep my mouth on his cock, even as my pussy was being fucked hard and deep by Jeff. Doug groaned and I felt a hot splash of come on the back of my mouth, followed by a steady flow of come onto my tongue. I swallowed quickly and continued to suck him, even as more and more come oozed out into my mouth. I sucked as much as I could out, and then took his limp cock out of my mouth, turning around to watch Jeff. He was completely focused on watching his cock slide in and out of me, and after only another minute or so his face twisted into erotic pain and he began to come deep inside of me. His thrusting stopped and he grabbed onto my hips, pulling me onto him, pushing his cock as deep inside as possible. Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 03 His orgasm subsided, but he still held himself inside me, his head bent down and his eyes closed, clearly enjoying the sensation of being inside me. He finally looked up and pulled himself out of me, and I laid down on the bed and rolled over onto my back, propping myself up on my elbows and spreading my legs in anticipation for the heavy flow of come that I knew would appear. Denise was anticipating it too, and quickly got between my legs to lick it up as it slowly flowed out of me. She sucked as much come out of me as she could, then moved up to kiss me. As our lips met each other and our mouths opened, she used her tongue to push the load of come out of her mouth and into mine. I took it all in, and we kissed a few more moments before she moved back down to eat me again. I swallowed the come and saw Doug on one side of me, Jeff on the other side, watching the show. Denise moved up again and pushed even more come into my mouth as we kissed deeply, and I swallowed it all again. Then we lay down, in between Jeff and Doug, and rested a few minutes. Doug had opened up the French doors that led from Mom and Dad's bedroom out into the back garden, and we listened to the steady beat of the rain on the patio and felt the cool breezes as they came into the room. Thankfully the backyard was fenced in with hedges; otherwise anyone in the back of the property could have looked in and seen two women, wearing only garter-belts and stockings, kissing softly and gently as two men, completely naked, laid next to them, watching them kiss. After a few minutes of Denise and I kissing gently and softly, I felt Jeff move up right next to me, his hips pushing up against my ass, his hand moving up and down my body, caressing my hips and stomach and breasts, his face once again buried in my hair. Denise got up to excuse herself to the bathroom, and when she did, Doug moved in closer to me, so that we were facing, and he too began to caress my body, even as he moved in to begin kissing me. We kissed gently at first, then began to kiss deeply. I took his semi-hard cock in my hand and began to stroke it back to life, even as I felt Jeff's cock grow hard as it pushed up against my ass crack. I began to stroke Doug's cock a little faster, and felt Jeff slide down and lift my leg up, so that his cock was better angled to enter me from behind. I tried hard to keep kissing Doug but knew I was about to get split in two again when Jeff entered me. Sure enough, I felt his cock slide into me about half way. Thankfully he had already been inside of me earlier, so it didn't take much for my pussy to expand around his cock. I tried to focus on kissing Doug and stroking his fully hard cock, but was easily distracted by Jeff's cock filling me over and over again. Denise came out of the bedroom and began to protest that I was having all the fun. She came over towards Jeff, and he pulled out of me and lay on his back, so that Denise could first suck him before she got on top to ride him. Meanwhile, I got up and straddled Doug, his cock sliding into me easily, although it still caused me to gasp in erotic pleasure as I took in his entire length. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, riding him slowly as his hands caressed my stomach and hips and breasts. I opened my eyes and looked over at Denise and Jeff. Both Denise and Jeff were watching me, and when our eyes met, she smiled and said, "Time to swap!" I laughed and slid off of Doug as she slid off of Jeff. She moved over and got on top of Doug, sucking him first before she started to ride him. I did the same with Jeff, which he seemed to like quite a bit. After a few moments I got on top of him and rode him slowly, becoming more and more aroused, particularly since Doug had almost brought me to the point of orgasm, before Denise and I had switched. Now Jeff's cock was picking up right where Doug's had stopped, and I was edging closer and closer to a powerful orgasm. Jeff beat me to it, as he started to moan loudly and thrust his hips up into me. I met his thrusts, pushing my hips down onto him and grinding my clit at the base of his cock, which pushed me over the brink. My orgasm hit me as I gasped for breath, crying out loudly, the whole while Jeff filling my pussy with his come. I bowed my head and rested it on Jeff's heaving chest, as he slid in and out of me, his orgasm fading slowly. Our performance must have been something to see, because it wasn't long before Denise was coming on Doug's cock. Keeping my head on Jeff's chest, I opened my eyes and turned my head to watch her orgasm shake her body completely. Still moaning softly, she slid off of Doug and he quickly got to his knees and moved behind me, straddling Jeff's legs. At first I wasn't sure what he was doing, and then I felt his wet cock touch my thigh as his hands took me by my hips and lifted. My hips moved up and Jeff's soft cock slipped out of me with a wet pop. But before any of his come could drip out of me, Doug pushed his cock inside, causing Jeff's come to ooze out around Doug's shaft as he slid into me. I let out a gasp and closed my eyes again as Doug began to slowly, but firmly fuck me from behind. He pumped me maybe 20 times before he exploded inside of me, adding his huge load of come to what remained of Jeff's. I couldn't believe how incredibly, amazingly erotic it felt to know that both of my brothers had just came inside me, and yet in the back of my mind I also felt like a complete whore for what had just been put into my body. I didn't have too much time to reflect, because I felt Doug begin to pull himself out of me. Jeff was stroking my hair and caressing my body gently. I felt Doug sit back on the bed, and rolled off of Jeff, exhausted yet also feeling very satisfied, without any feelings of guilt, for some reason. I knew a heavy flow of come was spilling out of me, squeezing out between my legs, soaking into the tops of my stockings and into the satin sheet under me. Doug got off the bed as Denise laid the top sheet over the top of Jeff and I, and we both quickly drifted off to sleep. When I woke up about an hour later, I was alone in the bed. I got off the bed and stood up, only to have a glob of come drip out of me and slide down my thigh. Although I tried to scoop it up with my hand, I only succeeded in smearing it all over my stocking and thigh. I could hear Jeff and Denise in the bathroom, and peeked in. I was somewhat taken aback by what I saw – Denise was bent over the bathroom counter, and Jeff was slowly fucking her in the ass. Both of them seemed lost in complete pleasure. Watching them made my head spin, and it took me a long time to get that image out of my head. The French doors off Mom and Dad's bedroom were still open, and I stepped out onto the patio to breathe in some fresh air. Doug was sitting in one of the wide wicker chairs under the eave, completely naked, enjoying the cool air and the steady pour of rain on the patio in front of him. I was glad for the distraction and went to stand behind him. He turned around and reached out his hand, and said, "Hey, Brina. I was just enjoying the beautiful weather we're having." "Well, it is summer in Seattle..." He laughed and said, "So true. Do you want to sit here with me?" I said, "Sure." And moved around to the front of the chair. There wasn't enough room for us to sit side by side, so I sat down in his lap. We sat there in silence for a few minutes, before he said, "It's kind of bizarre, isn't it." "What do you mean?" "I mean... what all we've been doing." "Oh. Yes. Very bizarre. I won't lie to you, at times it tears me up inside. I feel like a complete slut. I can't believe how easily I let myself cheat on Greg." "First of all, you aren't a slut, ok?" I sighed, and said, "Ok, ok. But what do you call a woman who just got fucked by both her brothers at the same time? In their parent's bed?" "Don't forget Denise, she was there too." We laughed about that, but then I continued, "I just feel like a horrible wife for being so quick to spread my legs for you, and Jeff. And Denise. I'm just having a hard time getting past that, although that hasn't stopped me from coming here to meet with you all." "I understand, Brina, honest. And if you want to stop, I'm totally ok with that. Sure, I've got other fantasies I want to explore with you, but I've already done so many things I never thought would happen, that I have no room to complain. And I know Jeff feels the same way. Honest." I laid my head back on his chest and neck, and said, "That is very sweet of you, Doug. And I probably will take you up on it. But I did tell myself that I would enjoy these two weeks with you all, and then end it when Greg got back from his training. I hope you can understand." "Of course I can understand. And thank you for not slamming the door shut right away, but for giving us a few more days to enjoy each others bodies." "You're welcome, you pervert. I'm surprised you haven't told me you wanted to fuck me in the rain out on the patio." "Well, that would be pretty kinky... but to be honest with you, I think it might be a little too cold, and neither one of us would enjoy it that much. Actually, what I was thinking about, was how great it would be to take you up to the orchard and have my way with you there, on the daybed." Even as he was telling me this, I could feel his cock begin to get hard. I said, "Oh, really? Tell me more, if you don't mind." He quietly laughed, and then said, "Well, I was thinking... perhaps one morning next week, we could walk up the path, completely naked – although Jeff would probably want you in lingerie, of course – and then we could get down to business on the daybed, or the benches, or both." "It's always lingerie with him, isn't it... he has no idea how uncomfortable panty hose are, much less garters and stockings, do he?" "No, not really, but I have to agree with him, you do look damn phenomenal in them, Brina." "You're just as much of a pervert as Jeff. And I suppose, when you say 'we', you mean just you and Jeff and I? Or is Denise invited too?" "Of course she is invited too, if the timing works out... it's just hard with their kids, for both of them to get away at the same time, you know? So if Jeff's there, then Denise probably will have to be at home." "I understand. Well, that will mean it will just be us family, then." We laughed at that, and then were silent for a few minutes. Doug's cock was still getting harder and harder, and so I began to shift my hips around, as acknowledgement of the growth underneath me. Doug reached up and caressed my stomach, and then my breasts, and I felt his hips shift as well, as he tried to move his cock towards my pussy. I knew what he wanted, and got up on my knees on the chair, my back still towards him, and reached down between my legs to guide his cock into me. I sank down slowly onto him, lifting my hips up several times until his entire shaft was coated with my thick wetness. The fact that we were out on the patio, completely naked (except for my garter-belt and stockings), watching the rain while I slowly rode Doug's cock, was more than enough to get me aroused fast. I put my hands on the arms of the chair and arched back, slowly moving my hips up and down on his cock, my eyes closed, my head tilted back. His hands were on my hips, moving with my body, caressing my legs and my waist and my breasts as I moved up and down. He whispered, "Oh, Brina... I love you so much... wanted you for so long... I love you, I love you..." Without opening my eyes, I whispered back, "I love you too, Doug..." After I said that we both realized that for the first time, Doug and I weren't just having sex, or fucking. We were making passionate love to each other. I must have rode his cock for at least 10 minutes, before I felt his body begin to tense and heard him start to breathe heavy. He cried out in a whisper, "Oh Brina, oh Brina... here it comes... oh I love you, I love you... I'm coming inside you, in you, Brina..." Even as I was responding to his words and moans, I could feel his body shiver and convulse as his cock once again spurted deep inside of me. I slowly came to a stop as his orgasm slipped away, and we stayed there, connected, my back up against his chest, our bodies sharing the warmth as the rain continued to fall. Eventually I got off of Doug, and we walked back into the bedroom. Jeff was on his back while Denise rode him, and they were in the midst of some very passionate sex. I was still somewhat aroused from making love to Doug out on the patio, and so quickly began to get turned on from watching Denise's pussy swallowing Jeff's cock. Doug stood next to me, and I could see he was enjoying the show as well. I happened to glance at the clock and saw that it was almost 12:30pm, and knew I needed to get going. I picked my thong up off the floor and slipped it on over the garters. The crotch felt cold and wet but soon warmed up from my own body heat. I picked up my bustier and put it on, and tried to get Doug to cinch it up, but he was too focused on watching Denise have a major orgasm on Jeff's cock. As I was zipping up my skirt, I saw Denise slide off of Jeff and lay back on the bed, sated with sex, her neatly trimmed bush completely matted down with come and her wetness. I put my blouse on and was buttoning it up when Jeff said, "Sabrina... I wish you didn't have to go... would you mind... finishing me off?" I smiled and got on my hands and knees over Jeff's drenched cock, and was soon sucking and licking all of Denise's juices off. I faintly detected the taste of soap and assumed Jeff had washed his cock off after he had fucked Denise in the ass. It was also apparent that she had gushed again when she came, because I tasted a different flavor than what I normally tasted from her. Jeff really was very close, because in just a couple of minutes his body clenched and I heard him cry out. Then I felt a hot jet of come on the side of my mouth, followed by a second larger jet onto my tongue. Even with the amount of sex he had had today, he was still able to produce a prodigious amount of come, and it was quickly filling my mouth. I swallowed and sucked even harder, pulling globs of come from deep within his cock and swallowing them as they emerged. As I was finishing up on Jeff's cock, I felt my skirt get pulled up over my hips, and turned to see Doug behind me, his cock hard again. I said, "Doug, I sort of have to go now, if I'm going to make it home in time." Without taking his eyes off of the thong on my ass, he said, "I know... this won't take long, sorry... just one more quick one, if that's ok..." I smiled and said, "Sure." He looked up and smiled at me, and then pulled the thong to the side and entered me. I was thoroughly soaked with come and juices, and he slid easily inside and quickly began to pump me. He was true to his word, because two minutes later I saw his head roll back, his eyes close, and heard a low groan as he unloaded one final time inside of me. He slowly stopped pumping me, and then slowly pulled his cock out of me, putting the thong back over my pussy. "That should make a nice wet spot on my skirt by the time I get home." We all laughed about it, but in my head I worried about how it would look to Melissa – if it would be too much for her, or if it would lead to something. I quickly pushed that thought out of my head, once again throwing up the argument that she was too young, and was my neighbor's daughter. And once again, for a split second, the image of Melissa, naked and spread on my bed, stroking her wet pussy, shot into my mind. "See you Monday, perhaps?" I looked at both Jeff and Doug, and Doug said, "I don't think so; I'll try, at least... Jeff?" "I'll try, but Mondays are always crazy for me... let's definitely plan on Tuesday, ok?" "Ok, Tuesday then... maybe the weather will be better for Doug's orchard fantasy." I smiled, blew a kiss to Denise, and walked out. As I was walking down the hall towards the front door, I heard Jeff say, "What orchard fantasy was she talking about, Doug?" I smiled and walked out the front door and ran to the car to avoid the steady rain. I was very apprehensive about the revenge the little voice in my head might have had planned for the ride home, but there was enough traffic on the road that it kept me distracted from my thoughts. I pulled up into the garage at 1:15pm. Forty-five minutes to spare, I said to myself. Was that enough time for Melissa to notice? A loud voice in my head shot back, how could she not notice? You reek of come and sex! I shook these thoughts out of my head as I got out of the car and walked towards the door to the kitchen. Even as I walked I was acutely aware of how fully sopping wet my thong was. My thighs and ass crack were wet with come that had oozed out the sides and back of the thong during the ride home. Trembling a little from the unknown of what might happen with Melissa, I walked through the door into the house and shut it behind me. The house was quiet, and I deduced that Brayden was down for his afternoon nap. Melissa came walking down the hall and said, "Hello, Mrs. Woods, how was your morning?" I wasn't sure what to say, so I nervously said, "Oh, it was very enjoyable. Thank you for watching Brayden for me." "It was my pleasure, honest." Her smile was genuine, but I detected something else underneath. I smiled back and sat down on the couch, and Melissa sat down in the chair opposite. I hadn't noticed it when she arrived earlier in the morning, but she had on a jeans skirt and black long-sleeved v-neck t-shirt. When she sat down her legs were together, but as she shifted to make herself comfortable her legs spread open just a fraction, but it was enough to see a small glimpse of the blue panties she was wearing underneath. We talked about how Brayden had been, and went over when and what he had eaten for breakfast and lunch, as well as how his morning nap went. As we talked, I decided (not without a heated debate inside my mind) to spread my legs apart slightly, and watched to see if she noticed. I saw her eyes momentarily move down to watch as my legs moved apart, and then after a few seconds her legs spread wider. I could now see a larger patch of her panties, and could see they were light blue with some lace around the edges. I have a thong just like that, I said to myself, and then immediately realized she was wearing that thong, instead of her own panties. That, I said to myself, was a clear sign. Before I realized it, I had spread my legs apart even further, and knew she could now see all the way up to my crotch. I tried to keep her talking, and so asked her where she was going this afternoon. She had a hard time looking away from my crotch, but finally looked up and said she was going shopping with some friends. Fascinated by her reaction, I swallowed hard and spread my legs apart even further, to see how she would react. She couldn't take her eyes off of my crotch, and her voice trailed off until she stopped talking all together. I said, "Melissa? Are you ok?" She jumped a little at her name, and said, "Yes, Mrs. Woods... sorry... I um... um... I just... you're just... like... really wet down there." I laughed nervously and said, "Yes, I am... sorry... I should go clean myself up. Would you mind sticking around for a few more minutes so I can take a quick shower?" She swallowed hard, and faintly said, "Um... sure... I can stay for another few minutes." I said, "Great, thanks!" I got up and walked to my bedroom, leaving the door open. I took my blouse and skirt off and threw them onto the floor, along with the bustier. As I went to slide the thong off, a huge glob of come dripped out of me into the front of the thong. I briefly watched as it partially soaked into the fabric, and then set it on the bed in plain view. I then undid the garters from the stockings. I peeled those off and set them on the bed, along with the garter belt itself. As I stepped into the master bath to start the shower, I couldn't help but notice that my entire bush, thighs, and ass crack were still slick with come. I started the shower, but did not get in. Instead, I crept to the edge of the door frame from the bath to the bedroom, to see what would happen. Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 03 Sure enough, after a few moments, Melissa softly walked into the room. She saw the thong on the bed and went straight for it. I watched in fascination as she delicately picked it up and began to smell and then suck on the fabric, her eyes closed, her breathing rapid. After another near-instantaneous heated debate inside my head, I knew what I needed to do. Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 04 I walked out from the bathroom into the bedroom, towards Melissa. It took her a moment to realize I was there, watching her. She immediately got embarrassed, and said, "I'm so sorry, Mrs. Woods, honest. Please, please don't be mad." As I walked up and stood in front of her, I smiled and said, "Of course I'm not mad, Melissa. Actually, I think it's pretty erotic." "You... you do?" I smiled and took her by the hands, and, keeping my eyes locked on hers, I walked backwards to the bed. Once there I let go of her hands, sat down, leaned back, and spread my legs for her. She looked me in the eyes for a moment, and then dropped to her knees and put her hands on my legs. They felt hot against my skin, but I didn't have too long to focus on them, because soon enough her tongue was lapping up all of the juices that remained from my time with Doug, Jeff, and Denise. Although I was sexually exhausted from the earlier session, I was amazed at how nimble Melissa's tongue was, and quickly realized that she was rather experienced at pleasing a woman, particularly with how her tongue made sharp, swift darts against my clit, causing me to cry out in surprise and pleasure. She was making moaning noises of her own, and I knew she was extremely aroused. After about five minutes, I told her to stop and to stand up. She immediately obeyed, and looked into my eyes with worry and apprehension, as if she had done something wrong. I reassured her, saying, "That was wonderful, Melissa... but now it is my turn. Do you want to get undressed?" I was amazed at how quickly she complied with my request. Her shirt came off first, giving me a quick glance at the white sports bra she had on underneath. She then unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans skirt and pushed it to the floor. I sat up and stopped her from stripping off her bra, and said, "Let me do it." I stood up in front of her and moved my hands under the sides of the bra. I could feel her body trembling in anticipation. I pulled up and slipped it off, and her firm breasts literally popped out. I took a moment to caress them, running my hands over and under them, teasing the nipples with my fingers. She closed her eyes and let out several moans, particularly when I gave her nipples a good squeeze. I sat back down on the bed and put my hands on her hips, and turned her around, so that her back was to me. I ran my hands down her hips and legs, and then back up, stopping on her firm little ass. I briefly thought to myself that I had never been that thin, nor had my breasts ever been that perky. I then hooked my thumbs under the thong and slowly pushed down, peeling it off of her body. It was too big for her, and so it slid off easily and fell to the floor. I turned her around to face me and kissed her stomach and her breasts, sucking briefly on her nipples. I stood up and said, "Sit on the edge of the bed." She eagerly replied with, "Yes, Mrs. Woods." She sat down on the bed, and I leaned over her to kiss and suck on her breasts again, before kissing my way down her stomach. I kneeled on the floor and put my hands on her knees, spreading her legs apart. The whole time she was staring at me in disbelief. Soon her legs were spread wide, and I saw up close what I had seen earlier on Thursday... a glistening wet pussy, accentuated by a small tuft of very soft bush, with thin trails outlining her pussy lips. I leaned in to take her scent, and was once again amazed at how fresh and sweet it smelled. I couldn't wait and immediately began to probe her pussy with my tongue. She tasted like sugar-water, without any hint of saltiness or muskiness. Her wetness was thick and was steadily dripping out of her. I scooped up as much as I could and savored every drop, going back for more and more. She was very vocal and was moaning over and over again, occasionally saying, "Oh... Mrs. Woods... that feels so good... oh so good..." For some reason I was getting aroused by her calling me Mrs. Woods, and by her immediate obedience to my requests. I also heard the small voice in the back of my head telling me that this was the last thing I should be doing, considering what I had done earlier in the day. But the guilt-trip didn't last long, because Melissa began to writhe and moan as an orgasm built within her. I focused once more on her clit, pushing her over the edge as she gasped and moaned in erotic pain and pleasure, her body out of control. She laid there for a few minutes as the orgasm finally spent itself, her breathing heavy and ragged. Laying there with her eyes closed, she said, "Wow... that was amazing, Mrs. Woods... never in a million years did I think that would happen... oh wow..." I smiled and said, "I'm glad you enjoyed that... I know I did." And with that I leaned back in and gently began to lick and suck up as much of her sweetness as I could. Her body jumped and squirmed a little, but she let me eat as much as I wanted. I stood up and lay next to her on the bed, on my side. I said, "You taste so sweet, did you know that?" "Thanks... and I think you taste wonderful, and so does whoever you were with... how many times did he come in you?" We both laughed, and I said, "Oh, quite a few... it was very erotic, I must admit." "It must have been, because it was everywhere." I smiled at her and thought to myself, if only you knew what I had just done... I said, "Melissa, I hope what we just did together doesn't bother you, or affect our relationship." "Oh, Mrs. Woods, of course not! Are you kidding me? To get to be with you was something I dreamed about but never thought possible." "Why do you say that?" "Well, I mean, most of the women I've been with are the same age as me, or maybe a little older. But to be with a more mature woman, especially someone like you, was a total fantasy come true for me." "I take it you've had some experience with other women, then?" "Oh yeah. My roommate at college and I got started having fun together back in January. Since then we've sort of branched out. It's been a nice break from dating all the jerks at college." "I assume you mean men, when you say jerks?" We laughed a little, and she said, "Yeah... it's not that I don't enjoy sex with a guy, but I've just been burned emotionally too many times, and so I told myself I wasn't going to date any more, at least for a little while. It was the same with my roommate, Ashley. She had a really bad breakup, and one night we were commiserating over a bottle of red wine, and we both agreed that we were done with men. She said, 'I guess that means we'll have to be lesbians!' We both laughed, but it also got us both thinking about it... and a couple of days later we were sitting around, in our undies, painting each others toenails, and I noticed that she had a wet spot in her panties, and I noticed that she seemed sort of nervous and aroused. One thing led to another, and the next thing we knew we were in bed together, kissing and touching each other. It was kind of weird at first, but now... it's wonderful." "Sounds like it definitely was wonderful for you! And I'm glad you're ok with us doing this. If I wasn't so tired from my escapades earlier in the day, I'd be up for more... but I need to get cleaned up and you need to get back so you can meet your ride." "No kidding... wow, look at the time, I've got like 5 minutes! Do you still want me to wait around until you're out of the shower?" "No, no, please go, honest. Can I pay you tomorrow?" "Sure, of course! I'll come by after church." "Ok, see you tomorrow! And Melissa... thank you. That was delicious." She smiled back mischievously and said, "And thank you, Mrs. Woods... see you tomorrow." I laid there for a few minutes after she was gone, amazed that I had actually done that, had just seduced and gone down on a woman, a girl, really, that was 11 years younger than me. What was I doing? This craziness had to stop. It just had to stop. I got cleaned up and had a quiet evening with Brayden, but couldn't get the images out of my head of all that I had seen and done earlier in the day. Seeing Melissa's legs spread wide. Being filled from both ends by Jeff and Doug. Denise throwing her head back in ecstasy. Making erotic love to Doug out on the patio. The one that hit me the hardest was of watching Jeff fuck Denise up the ass in the bathroom, and how much she appeared to enjoy it. It disgusted me, yet I was also fascinated by it and couldn't stop thinking about it. Denise called right around 4pm and wanted to make sure I was doing ok. I assured her I was, and thanked her for the very enjoyable morning in bed with her, Doug, and Jeff. She laughed and said it was one of the most erotic sessions she had ever had, and she had enjoyed watching me get fucked by my brothers. We both laughed at that, although a little pang of guilt did creep into my head. She asked if she could take care of Mom and Dad's house chores the next day, and also asked if I could come over to dinner Sunday night. I thanked her for taking care of the chores and said I'd be over about 5pm. Then Greg called just as I was going to sleep. The conversation started out good, but then he got focused on the training and went on and on. He spent 15 minutes telling me about the big project he was working on with his partner as part of his training course. I couldn't help but get a little jealous when he kept referring to Stacy, his partner. Finally I asked him about her, and he proceeded to tell me she was married and was from California, and had been a cheerleader at Stanford, and had been out of college for only a couple of years. Half-jokingly, I said, "I bet she's blonde and blue-eyed and looks like a Barbie doll, right?" He confirmed that she did, and that she might get assigned to the office he worked in, after the training course was over. Even as waves of jealousy built up within me, the little voice in my head reminded me of what I had done earlier in the day, and when I hung up the phone with him I realized that even more residual come from both Jeff and Doug had soaked through my panties. I went to bed confused and depressed, and once again had bizarre, fragmented, erotic dreams. It felt great to sleep in and not have to go anywhere. I took a long bath while Brayden had his morning nap, and got caught up on laundry and other chores around the house. I alternated between being aroused and feeling guilty as I sorted the dirty laundry and saw a rather large pile of dirty panties, thongs, and lingerie from my activities earlier in the week. Melissa came over just after I had put Brayden down for his afternoon nap. She had on a long, conservative dress and had her hair pulled back in a pony tail. I said, "You look really cute today." "Please don't say that, Mrs. Woods... I hate the clothes that my mother picks out for me. She is such a prude." "True, but nevertheless you do look great, even in that dress." She smiled and said, "Thanks... you look good too." "Oh, you mean me, in my pajamas, socks, and sweatshirt?" We laughed a little at that, and then with a shy smile on her face, she said, "Well, yeah, but... I can't help but think about what's underneath." I gave her a surprised smile, and said, "Now, Melissa... are you feeling naughty?" She smiled, and I took that as a yes. I moved over and kneeled on the floor in front of where she was sitting on the couch, and ran my hands up her legs, under her dress. She willingly spread her legs open for me, and I slowly moved my hands up her inner thighs, pushing up her dress, until I reached her panties. They were white cotton briefs, and I could feel the heat and dampness around her pussy as I caressed them. I reached up to her hips and slid them off, tossing them to the side. She moved her hips to the edge of the couch and then leaned back, legs spread, a look of eager anticipation on her face. I moved in and began to kiss her thighs, very gently. This caused her body to shiver and she let out a moan. I continued to kiss all around her pussy, until she finally whispered in a low moan, "Please, Mrs. Woods... please..." With that, I began to narrow my circle until I was at least licking and sucking on her very wet pussy. When I flicked my tongue on her clit she jumped and let out a loud cry of pleasure. I ate her pussy slowly, enjoying the smooth, fresh, sweetness, and the soft, thin bush. I had her flip over, putting her knees on the edge of the couch, with her hands gripping the back. She arched her back and turned to watch me as I got behind her and lifted up her dress, exposing her ass and wide-open pussy. I took hold of her legs and moved in, licking her thighs first, and then her lips, before once again focusing on her clit. Her body shook and her hips squirmed gently, causing her dress to fall back down, over my head. The idea that I was up under her dress, giving her pleasure, was very erotic to me, and so I left the dress in place over my head and focused on bringing her to an orgasm. Within minutes she was shaking and shuddering while letting out cries and moans. Eventually I felt her body go limp and she sank down onto the couch. I pulled my head out from under the dress and sat back. Her eyes were closed, her head to the side, as she gripped onto the back of the couch as if she were holding onto the edge of a cliff. Eventually her eyes flittered open, and she saw that I was staring at her, a smile on my face. "Mrs. Woods... that was amazing... totally mind-blowing..." "Good!" From the growing wet spot in my panties, I knew I had enjoyed it just as much as she did. She slowly turned around and sat back down on the couch. She got a nervous look on her face again, and asked, "Is it ok if... is it ok if I do that... to you?" "Of course! But only if you really want to." "Oh, I do, so badly, Mrs. Woods. I really like the way you taste. It's so different from every other woman I've been with." I smiled and stood up, and slipped off my sweatshirt, bra, pajama bottoms, and panties, and sat down on the edge of the couch. As she got on her knees and moved towards me, I spread my legs for her and lay back on the couch, watching her face intently. Her face was full of eagerness and desire, and she didn't waste any time making her way to my pussy. She seemed intent on sucking every last drop of my wetness out of me, while at the same time, driving me wild by what she was doing with her tongue on my pussy. I was already very aroused, but her eating me was incredibly erotic, and I could tell that an orgasm was coming. I did my best to delay it, so that I could enjoy the attention I was getting for as long as possible. I had my eyes closed, focused on the intense pleasure, when I heard her say, "Mrs. Woods? Would you mind... flipping over, for me?" I was reluctant to change positions, as the pleasure so far had been extremely enjoyable and intense. Still, I knew she wanted to eat me the same way I had eaten her, so I stood up, turned around, and got on my knees, on the edge of the couch, and leaned forward, head bent, eyes closed, awaiting the return of her tongue and lips. It seemed like forever, and I took a quick peek to see what she was doing. She was leaning back and was staring at my ass and pussy, while she worked her right hand up under her dress. She got herself situated, and then leaned in. Once again electricity coursed through my body as her tongue found my clit and danced over my pussy, lapping up my wetness. But now there was a new sensation -- she was sliding her fingers inside me. I let out an involuntary gasp as I felt them slide in, and arched my back and turned to see what she was doing. She had taken her right hand out from under her dress and had put her fingers inside of me. After a few minutes she put them back under her dress, and I saw her eyes close and her face twist in pleasure as she slid her fingers inside her own pussy. She kept moving her fingers from her pussy to my pussy and back again, while at the same time dancing her tongue on my clit, bringing me nearer and nearer to orgasm. Finally it broke within me and emerged as both a cry of erotic pain and as a small gush of juices. Over and over again my body was wracked with contortions of pleasure, until I fell, exhausted and limp, into the couch. I lay up against the couch for a few minutes, lost in the fading pleasure of my orgasm, until I opened my eyes and turned to sit on the couch. Melissa was smiling and sat down next to me. With uncertainty, she asked, "Was that an ok orgasm for you, Mrs. Woods?" Still trying to collect my breath, I said, "Are you kidding me? That was fantastic, Melissa." She smiled, and began to lean in to kiss me, before she stopped herself and looked down. I lifted up her chin with my fingers, and leaned in and kissed her gently, and softly, my mouth and tongue moving in unison with hers, tasting myself on her tongue just as she was tasting herself on mine. We kissed for a few more minutes, and then she said, "I probably should go... oh! I meant to tell you, sorry... we are driving down to Portland this afternoon, and won't be back until Tuesday night... so I won't be able to watch Brayden for you, I'm so sorry!" "That's ok, you've watched him so much, and I appreciate all that you've done. I can find someone else, or just take him with me." We stood up and I got dressed, as she slipped her panties back on under her dress. I paid her for the day before, and then we kissed slowly and deeply several more times before she left. I took a shower and got dressed for the barbecue over at Jeff and Denise's house, and we arrived right about 5 pm. I didn't think anything would happen, and wasn't sure I wanted anything to happen. Since there would be kids all over the place, I wore a plain white bra, some satin brief panties with a floral pattern on them, and long summer dress. Jeff and Denise greeted me like they normally did, with no hint of what we had done together the day before. It was a warm afternoon and we had a very enjoyable time out on their deck, sipping white wine and watching Jeff burn the hamburgers until they looked like hockey pucks. Thankfully Denise had fixed an Asian chicken salad, and I had brought over a tray of roasted vegetables, so at least some of the food we ate didn't taste like burned meat. Brayden was a champ, and promptly fell asleep after I fed him his dinner. I took him to their bedroom and laid him on some blankets put on the floor. The room was dark, warm, and quiet, and I knew he would sleep soundly. I went back to the kitchen and helped Denise with the dishes. Jeff had put in a video for their kids in the family room, and finished cleaning up outside before he came into the kitchen. He came up behind me, as I was washing dishes in the sink, and put his hands around me, pushing his hips up against me as he buried his nose in my hair. I could feel his semi-hard cock through his shorts. He said, "Damn, Sabrina, you smell good... and I'm dying to know what you have on under your dress." His hands roved up and down my body, moving first to my breasts, then stopping once they reached my ass. I turned and looked at Denise, and said, "Can you believe this guy?" She smiled and laughed, and said, "What can I say... he's insatiable." "That's right... I am insatiable... and I just love the curve of your ass in this dress... can't get enough of it... mmmm..." He squatted down and ran his hands down my ass, and then down the back of my legs, all the way to my ankles. Then he ran his hands up my legs again, only with his hands under my dress. "Mmm... nice panties, Sis... very sexy indeed..." I tried like hell not to get aroused, and tried to convince him I wasn't enjoying the feel of his hands on me, saying, "Oh... give it a rest, you pervert..." but somehow he sensed something in my body language and in my voice, and began to stroke my ass through the panties. He moved his hands down to my pussy and pushed my thighs to get me to spread my legs for him. I resisted, and so he stood up behind me, pulling my dress up as he stood. He pressed his hard cock up against my ass and put his foot on the inside of my foot, sliding my legs apart. I stopped washing the dishes and put my elbows on the counter, closing my eyes and bending my head down over the sink. My submission only encouraged him to continue, even as Denise finished putting the food away and started to clean the counters and put things away, just a few feet away from us. One hand unbuttoned the top of my dress, and then reached in to caress my breast and my nipple through my bra, while the other hand reached around the front and began to stroke my clit through my panties. His hard cock was grinding up against my ass through my panties, and I couldn't help but get aroused and began to get very wet. Jeff felt it too, and reached down into my panties and found my clit, causing me to shudder in erotic pleasure. Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 04 That was all it took for him to let go of my breast, pull his hand out from under my dress, and reach back to unzip his shorts. Denise saw what he was doing, and said, "Jeff, not here, please... the kids are right in the other room." "Too late... I gotta be inside her now." Jeff pulled his cock out and held it with one hand, while the other slid between my ass cheek and my panties, pulling them down and to the side, to get them out of the way. I knew we shouldn't be doing this, right there in the kitchen, but it was incredibly erotic, particularly with Denise standing right next to us, watching as she dried off a pan. I felt Jeff's cock begin to push up against my pussy, and prepared myself for the feeling of being split in two when he finally entered me. He tried to get as much of his cock as wet as he could, and then spread his legs apart so that he was at the right angle to penetrate me. I hadn't realized that I had thrust my hips out and arched my back, to help him slide in, and was a bit surprised to find myself in that position, and to realize that I was aching to have him inside me. And then, he slid in. I gasped as once again as my pussy was stretched to what seemed like the brink. Slowly but surely he slid his cock in and out, each time thrusting in deeper until he was fully inside. He pulled my hips down onto his cock, grinding his hips up against my ass. Then he pulled out and began to slowly pump me from behind, Denise standing there watching. After a few minutes I could tell he was getting close to coming, and I could also feel an orgasm beginning to simmer within me. The ring of Jeff's phone shattered our pleasure. Denise picked it up off the table and brought it over to Jeff, who began talking on the phone, his cock still inside me. He talked for a few minutes, then gave me a "Sorry!" look and slipped out of me. He began walking back to the den, stuffing his hard, wet cock back into his shorts. I felt deflated and my arousal began to fade, but one look into Denise's' eyes was enough to tell me that she was extremely aroused and had enjoyed the show. I smiled and began to wash the remaining dishes. Denise brought over my wine glass to me and I took a sip, which helped to calm me down. I finished the dishes and cleaned out the sink. Denise said, "Thanks for the help in the kitchen." "Oh... sure... I think I was more of a distraction than a help." We both laughed, and then she said, "Well, it was pretty kinky, watching you two go at it. Jeff really does have a thing for your ass, you know. He talks about it all the time." "Does he really?" "Oh yeah. In fact, don't take this the wrong way, because he loves having sex with you, but... he is dying to fuck you in the ass." "Seriously?" My head was spinning and I was momentarily grossed out, and then aroused. "Yes... when you peeked in on us yesterday, he was fantasizing that he was fucking you in the ass, instead of me. If you weren't his sister, I think I'd be jealous." We laughed again, and then I said, "Well, to be honest, I'm having a hard time getting that image out of my head... it looked like you were really enjoying it. I just had always assumed it was really painful... and really gross." She smiled, and said, "Well, it does take some preparation, otherwise you'd be right. The biggest thing is to make sure you're clean. And, you really need to make sure you have a good lubricant." "Sounds like you've been doing this for a while." "Oh yes. Come with me -- I want to show you something." We walked down the hall to their bedroom, passing by the door to the den, which was shut. Behind it we could hear Jeff talking to one of his assistants. We tiptoed into the bedroom so we didn't wake Brayden, and then went into the master bathroom. Denise reached under the sink and pulled out a plastic, silver box. She opened it up, and showed me the enema kit she used to make sure she was clean. She explained how it worked, and how she cleaned herself with it. In the box, next to the kit, was a bottle of lubricant gel. She looked at me, and said, "Do you think you may want to give it a try? Might make for a nice surprise for Jeff on Tuesday... and I'm sure Doug would be interested as well." I smiled, and said, "I'm not sure... I mean... I think I want to try it, but... it seems like a lot of work to make sure you can really enjoy it." "It is a lot of work, but it is definitely worth it, at least, in my book. Why don't you take it home with you, maybe try it on Monday, and see how it goes." I agreed, and we tiptoed back out of the bedroom, Denise carrying the silver box with her. I closed the bedroom door behind me and went to walk down the hall to follow Denise, when Jeff opened the door of the den, saw me, and grabbed my hand, pulling me into the room. Still talking on the phone as he led me to his desk, I heard him say, "Yeah, Bob. I'll call you tomorrow, we can discuss it then. Ok. Bye." He put the phone down and briefly eyed me, before he put his hands around my waist and kissed me on the mouth. I knew what he wanted and I wasn't about to stop him. The fact that Denise was watching from the door, keeping one eye on the hall in case one of their kids came down the hall, only added fuel to the fire growing between my legs, and between Jeff's. He guided me over to his desk and had me sit on it, spreading my legs so that he could stand between them and kiss me more. While he was kissing me he began to slowly unbutton my dress from the top down. Once he had unbuttoned down to my stomach, he went for my bra. He unhooked the fastener in the back and lifted it up, freeing my breasts for him to gently caress and suck on, before he returned to kissing me and unbuttoning my dress. He finally got the last button and stood back, opening up my dress, exposing my breasts and panties. He hooked his hands on the hips of my panties and I lifted my hips up, allowing him to slide the panties off. He closed his eyes and held the crotch up to his nose, breathing in deeply. I laughed softly, watching him in ecstasy, and he opened his eyes and smiled at me in a very lustful way. He quickly took his polo shirt off, then slipped off his shorts. His cock sprung out when he slipped them off, and I could tell he was fully erect. As much as I wanted him in me, I also began to steel myself for what was coming, and hoped that my wetness and the fact that he had been inside me less than an hour ago was enough to make his entry into my pussy less uncomfortable. He wadded up my panties and threw them to Denise, who caught them and began to enjoy them with her tongue and nose, and then took his cock in his hand and guided it towards my pussy. I was in fact very wet, and he took a few moments to spread around my wetness on the head of his cock. He slowly pushed in, and I let out a moan that apparently was a little too loud for Denise, because she told me to keep it quiet. Jeff was slowly but surely filling me and thankfully he was gentle about it, allowing my pussy to expand as he pushed inside. Soon he was in to the hilt and began to slowly pump me. He watched my pussy swallow his cock for a little while, then we began to passionately kiss again. His strokes were long and firm, and I was having a hard time being quiet, as I was getting extremely aroused. We kissed passionately while Jeff fucked me, until I heard his breathing quicken and deepen and knew he was coming inside of me. His thrusts slowed and then stopped, and he tipped his head back and closed his eyes, savoring the feeling of being inside me, of pumping his come deep into me. I was still very aroused and was working up to an orgasm, so was disappointed that he came so soon, but I think he found the fact that Denise was watching to be very erotic, not to mention getting to fuck his sister on his desk. I leaned back on my elbows and watched his face, a big smile spread across his face, even as his eyes stayed shut. Denise cleared her throat, and then said, "Is it my turn?" Just one glance in her eyes was enough to tell me that she was extremely aroused. She left her place at the door and quickly walked over, standing next to Jeff. He pulled his cock out slowly, and immediately a bead of thick, creamy white come emerged from my pussy. Without hesitating Denise dropped to her knees and began to use her tongue to lap it up as it oozed out of me. I was really enjoying watching her eat the come, and she would frequently give my clit some attention, bringing me back to my developing orgasm. She put her lips around my pussy lips and sucked, and got a huge load of come out of me all at once, which she immediately swallowed. Jeff, meanwhile, had put his shorts and shirt back on, and was standing at the door, watching Denise lick me clean. After she was done sucking the come out, she turned her full attention to my clit, and it took maybe two minutes of steady pleasure to push me over the edge. I threw my head back and tried to keep quiet, but even then a few soft moans emerged in between my gasps for breath. I rested on the desk for a few minutes, and then Denise helped me off, only to take my place. It was clear she wanted me to eat her, as she quickly slipped off the thong she had on under her skirt. She sat on the desk, pulled up her skirt, and spread her legs as she laid back on her elbows. I squatted down and began to kiss and lick her thighs, quickly working my way in to her thick, tangy, salty sweetness that was drenching her pussy lips. I lapped up as much as I could, and couldn't help but contrast her flavor with Melissa's. I then began to suck and lick on her clit, which caused her to moan loudly at first. Jeff quickly shushed her, and she let out a very soft moan in defiance. I varied my tempo on her clit, going back again and again to her pussy to suck up more of the juices flowing out of her. And then her hips began to buck and she threw her head back, gasping for air as her orgasm burst out of her, giving her wave after wave of pleasure. She lay down on the desk, accidentally causing a stack of Jeff's paperwork to fall onto the floor. She muttered, "Sorry" but it was apparent to both Jeff and I that she was still in ecstasy. I couldn't help but be proud of my newfound abilities to please yet another woman that day. I stood up and put my bra back in place, and began buttoning up my dress. I noticed a little pool of come on the floor that must have dripped out of me as I squatted down to eat Denise out. Jeff had my panties in his hand, and I said, "Hey, Bro... give me my underwear back, please." He shook his head and said, "Nope. I'm keeping these. They taste awesome." "You are such a perv." "Maybe, but I am 100% addicted to your sweet little pussy, Sister." Denise chimed in, "Nice language, Jeff... please keep it down, I don't want the kids to hear." "It's not like I'm yelling about how I just fucked Sabrina... the kids can't hear, they're like zombies when it comes to watching movies." "I know, I know." We all laughed and then headed back out to the dining room. We sat down and finished off the bottle of wine we had been drinking, and talked about Tuesday. Jeff said, "I looked at the weather forecast for Tuesday, and it is supposed to be clear and sunny... do you think you'd be interested in going up to the orchard and playing on the daybed?" I smiled in disbelief, and said, "Your mind never stops fantasizing, does it." "Sabrina, if you knew how many times I had fantasized about fucking you up there... every time we had a fire, or a picnic up there, all I could think about was taking you on the daybed and having my way with you." "Seriously?" "Oh yeah. Doug too, by the way. I still remember one time the summer after you graduated from high school. You had on a mini-skirt and both Doug and I were trying desperately to see what you had on under it. If Mom and Dad hadn't been there, I think I would have fucked you right then and there." We laughed, and then I said, "I guess I might be up for it... but I just worry that someone will see us, see what we're doing." "How could they? It's private property, and there are trees all around it. I think we'll be ok. I just hope we have enough time to play." "Oh, no -- that reminds me... my babysitter won't be able to watch Brayden on Tuesday." Denise said, "Why don't you drop him off here in the morning?" "Are you sure?" "Of course I'm sure. He's a sweetie, I'd love to watch him for you." Jeff said, "Yeah, and that would mean we'd have plenty of time and wouldn't have to rush." "You have a one-track mind, Brother." "I do, I do... and speaking of which... can I put in a request for another outfit?" "Oh brother... what now? Haven't you had your fill of garter-belts and thongs?" "Actually, no... I was thinking I'd like to see you in a royal blue outfit. Maybe a bra instead of a bustier, this time. Thong and garter-belt, of course. And some white stockings. Yeah... yeah! That's what I want to see you in." "Geez... and are you also going to dictate how my hair should be?" "Now that you mention it -- how about a pony tail?" I sighed, and shaking my head, said, "I suppose I can do that..." "Great. I'll let Doug know." Denise said, "I just wish I could be there... I'm going to miss out on all the fun." She leaned over and kissed me on the lips, and we laughed a little. "Well, maybe... maybe you'd let me take some more photos, or video clips, to show Denise afterwards?" "I don't know, Jeff. I am petrified that someone is going to find out what we have all been doing." "I know, I know, but nothing bad happened from the photos and videos I took from before." "True... let me think about it, ok?" We chatted a few minutes more, and then it was time for Brayden and I to go. He was still asleep when I put him in his car seat, but woke up as we walked out to the car. Denise and Jeff walked out with me and Jeff put Brayden's car seat into the back for me. I turned to Denise and muttered, "Sure would be nice to have some panties on right now, for the drive home." Jeff heard me and laughed, and said, "You'll get them back, honest." I kissed them both briefly and then got in the car and drove home. I walked in the door just as the phone was ringing. It was Greg, calling from his training, wanting to talk all about what he and Stacy had been working on, and how they had stayed up late to finish some products. Once again I felt a strong twinge of jealousy, listening to Greg talk about his "work partner". My worries about that situation only added to the stress my affairs with Doug, Jeff, and Denise were giving me. Brayden had slept so much that evening that he wasn't interested in sleeping that night, and so I didn't get much sleep at all. Monday was tough to get through, as I was very tired and not looking forward to the chores at Mom and Dad's house, especially having to haul Brayden around. But, he was very easy to manage and I got through the chores quickly. We then went back to Fredericks of Hollywood and started to look for the outfit that Jeff had requested. One of the salespersons came up to assist me, and said, "Oh, you've picked out a great outfit. It will really look good on you. Your husband will go crazy when he sees you in it!" I smiled and thanked her for the help, and then had to listen to the little voice in my head the whole ride home as it reminded me over and over again about how I had spent $85 on lingerie to wear not for my husband, but for my brothers, who were going to spend the next day fucking me over and over again in a variety of positions. The little voice also reminded me that I was going to drop my son off with Denise, so that I could go fuck her husband, who happened to be my brother, while she took care of him. Thus I was feeling pretty low by the time I got home. I put Brayden down for a nap, and decided that I would take a nap as well. I slept long and hard, and so did Brayden. After almost three hours, he woke up and began to cry, waking me up. The nap had refreshed me physically as well as mentally and emotionally. I even got a little aroused when I took the lingerie out that I had purchased and took the tags off of it. I set the bag full of lingerie on the counter of the master bathroom, and saw the silver box with the enema kit in it. I had wondered off and on about trying anal, and could not decide at all if I wanted to try it or if it was too much of a mess. I remembered what Denise had told me, though, and decided to give it a try. Getting Brayden settled in front of the television, I got the kit ready for use and then tried it out in the bathroom. It wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be, and decided that I would use the kit again on Tuesday morning, just in case an opportunity presented itself when I was with Jeff and Doug. I woke up early on Tuesday morning, once again with flutters of excitement in my stomach as I thought about what the morning held. I got myself ready, shaving my legs, putting lotion on, and putting on the blue satin bra and matching thong. I did my hair and makeup, and then got Brayden ready before putting on a long skirt and blouse. We got to Denise and Jeff's house at 6:30am. Jeff was already at work, and their kids were still asleep. Brayden had fallen asleep in the car on the way over, and she took him back to their bedroom and made him comfortable. She came back out and said, "You look absolutely fabulous... I am so jealous I don't get to play." I smiled and then gave her a look under my skirt, showing her my thong. "Oh... Sabrina... that looks absolutely delicious... I don't suppose... I could have a quick taste?" I was already feeling aroused. I smiled at her and said, "Sure. How did you want me?" She looked around briefly, and then, walking over to the dining room table, she looked over her shoulder at me and said, "Over here." I went over to the table, and she had me put my hands on the table and bend over slightly, while she got behind me on her knees. She ran her hands up my legs and slowly slid the thong off. I stepped out of it and she put it on the table next to me, and then had me spread my legs, lean over, and arch my back. Soon I felt a shot of electricity pass through my body as her tongue quickly made its way to my pussy. I knew I was wet and I could tell Denise was enjoying sucking up all of my thick juices. After sucking me clean she had me turn around and sit on the edge of the table and lean back, spreading my legs so that she could kneel in between them. Her tongue once again found my clit and wave after wave of erotic pleasure filled my body. The sound of a bedroom door opening up down the hall broke us both out of the mood. Denise stood up quickly while I grabbed my thong and straightened out my skirt. I walked into the bathroom and shut the door, and put my thong back on. Two of their kids were already awake, so I gave a brief wave goodbye to Denise and got back in the car. The guilt I felt driving away from their house was intense and almost overwhelming. How could I be doing this? Did I really just leave Brayden at Jeff and Denise's house, so that I could spend the day in incestuous sex with my two brothers? At our parents house, out in the open, no less? What was I thinking? It was sheer madness, and I think the only thing that stopped me from turning around and going back was the fact that Denise had gotten me extremely aroused, which had brought in a series of images in my head about what the day might hold: the pleasure of fucking and being fucked by Jeff's thick cock... the huge gobs of thick, creamy come shot deep inside me by Doug... the erotic image of Jeff behind me, pumping, as I sucked Doug... and finally... the thought of a cock inside my ass. It was enough to get me to Mom and Dad's house, but I also knew it had to come to an end -- soon. Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 04 I was the first one to the house, and quickly got my chores done. Buddy wanted to go for a longer walk, because he too saw that the day was going to be perfect -- clear skies with lots of sunshine. I tried to give him a few extra minutes, but then had to pull and tug on the leash to get him back inside. He gave me a dirty look and went downstairs. I thought to myself, great... even the dog knows what I'm about to do. I went into Mom and Dad's bedroom and got undressed, putting the bag I had packed on the bed. Inside was my travel bag, the enema kit, and the rest of the lingerie. I used the kit one more time, and then hopped in the shower and got myself cleaned up again. I put lotion back on and then went out to put on the lingerie, this time adding the matching blue satin garter-belt to the thong and bra. I had opted for the more expensive white stockings with lace trim at the top, and they were extremely comfortable to wear. I decided to greet the boys in just the lingerie, so I folded up the skirt and blouse and set them aside with my bag. Then I wandered down the hall to await them in the living room, trying hard not to look at all the family photos on the wall, particularly the one taken less than two years ago that showed me standing in between Jeff and Doug, an innocent smile on my face. Their smiles appeared genuine as well, but the little voice in the back of my head said, I bet they were thinking about fucking you when that photo was taken... Thankfully I didn't have too long to wait for them to arrive. Doug arrived first, and just stood and looked at me, over and over again, a huge smile on his face. I smiled back and gave him a little show, and didn't notice that Jeff had come through the door as well. They both confessed their lust for me again, and gave me many compliments on my appearance. Having spent a few minutes looking over myself in the mirror after I got dressed, I knew that I had never looked this good before, and had to admit the lingerie was a good color for my skin tone and body shape. I just couldn't believe I was going to give myself to my brothers, instead of to my husband. Jeff said, "Well, it looks to be a beautiful day. I hope you don't mind, Sabrina, but I talked over my idea with Doug about going up to the orchard. Are you ok with that?" "I guess so. You know how I feel. All of us would be destroyed if anyone saw who was doing what. You know that, don't you?" Doug spoke next, and said, "We know, Brina. But I came by yesterday afternoon and walked around our fence. The only way someone could get in is if they climbed over the fence and trespassed. And there is nobody out here, anyway. I think we'll be ok, and to be honest, I can't stop thinking about how hot it will be to do it up there, out in the open." I sighed, and said, "Ok... I give in." Jeff clapped his hands together, and said with a huge grin, "Great. Let's get going. I personally am going up completely naked." And with that, he began to undress completely, leaving his suit draped over the dining room table. Doug laughed, and said, "I guess I will too." And he too undressed right there. I noticed that both of their cocks were already semi-hard. Jeff picked up a gym bag and then looked at me and said, "Sabrina, would you mind leading the way? I want to look at your ass the whole way up to the orchard." "You are so twisted, you know that?" Doug said, "Oh, I want to look too, Brina... I have to admit, Jeff is right -- that thong does a perfect job of framing that sweet ass of yours." "And what would Denise have to say about that?" "Oh, she knows how we both feel about you." "That is so wrong... so wrong!" I went out the sliding glass door, feeling like the eyes of the entire world were on me as I began to walk out of the back yard and up the trail, wearing only my lingerie. If I felt foolish, I wondered how Jeff and Doug felt, completely naked, their cocks swaying as they walked up the path behind me. After about a 5 minute walk through some thick woods, we made it to the orchard. Over the course of the walk I began to get nervous and excited about what we were going to do, and the fact that we were doing it out in the open, with the sun shining on us, made the day even more erotic for all of us. I wasn't sure what they had planned at first, so I sat down on the daybed while they unpacked the bag Jeff had carried up. The bed felt warm and comfortable. Jeff handed Doug a soft blanket and fitted sheet to put on the daybed, and I helped him get it on. When I turned around, I saw Jeff setting up a tripod and video camera. I immediately got concerned, and said, "What are you doing, Jeff? We can't video this!" "Relax, Sabrina... this is for Denise. She is really bummed to be missing out on the fun, and she asked if I would video tape it for her. It's no big deal, honest." "Maybe not to you, but it is to me. What if someone else gets their hands on the tape?" "Just like the other times, any evidence will be destroyed. You have my word on it." "Doug? Are you ok with this?" Doug just shrugged his shoulders and smiled. Outnumbered and wanting to get started, I acquiesced, saying, "Ok... you can tape it. But I get to keep the tape and give it to Denise. Deal?" Jeff smiled, and said, "Of course!" I relaxed a little and leaned back on the daybed, letting the sun warm my body. It was almost nine o'clock and the sun was starting to climb into the sky. While Jeff was getting the video camera set up, Doug walked up to me and pulled me onto my feet, and said, "Come here, you..." He leaned in and we kissed deeply, our bodies pressing together, our mouths and tongues familiar with each other, flicking and wrapping around each other. The kiss was very passionate and I could feel myself begin to grow aroused even more. We kissed for several minutes, his hands roving over my body. I reached down and began to gently stroke his cock, which was fully erect. We broke the kiss, and he said, "Do you feel like sucking it?" "Of course." We both climbed onto the daybed. He sat up at the top and leaned back while I got in front of him on my hands and knees, and leaned in to take his cock into my mouth. I opened my lips and slid my tongue out, licking up the bottom of his shaft, and then circling around his plump head, taking in his drips of precome before opening my mouth fully and taking his cock inside. As I began to slowly suck his cock, I had to admit that the combination of being outside, with the sunshine, the breeze, and the fact that it was my brother I was sucking was powerfully arousing, and I knew I was getting even wetter. I felt Jeff get on the bed and knew where he was headed. He positioned himself behind me, and I felt him caressing my ass and pussy, and then I felt the thong being pulled to the side. I heard him gasp as he saw how dripping wet I was, and felt his tongue and his hot breath as he leaned in to taste me for a few minutes. The feeling of his mouth on my pussy made me jump, but then it was gone, only to be replaced a moment later by the feel of his cock nudging apart my pussy lips. Here it comes, I said to myself, and braced for the feeling I knew was coming, every time I was with Jeff -- that initial feeling of being split in two, followed by the sensation of being stuffed full of hard cock. Slowly he slid in and out, coating his shaft with my wetness while giving my pussy time to expand. Soon he was fully inside me and the uncomfortable feeling was quickly abating. He began to pump me, and I tried hard to focus on Doug's cock, even while my pussy was being subjected to relentless pleasure. After a few moments they had me stop, so that they could swap positions. I moaned in pleasure and relief as I felt Jeff slide out of me. He came around and sat in front of me, his huge cock glistening with my juices, a big smile on his face. I began to suck him, tasting my thick wetness on him even as I felt Doug get behind and slide into me. We all were very aroused and it didn't take long before I could tell Jeff was getting ready to come. His breathing became rapid and soon I felt a hot gush of thick come shoot into my mouth, coating my tongue and the back of my teeth. I pressed my lips around his cock hard in an effort to keep it all in. My mouth was filling up fast as his cock kept spurting, and I swallowed as quickly as I could, taking down huge mouthfuls of come with each swallow. His cock stopped spurting and instead oozed out the remainder of his come, and I sucked on it hard to tease out the last few globs before his cock began to soften. I took his cock out of my mouth and turned my head just in time to see Doug's face contort into erotic pain as he came inside of me. His head was tilted back, eyes closed, and I think he must have been enjoying the sun on his face and the sensation of his cock buried in his sister's pussy, all at the same time. Jeff got off the bed and took the camera off the tripod, moving behind me so that he could zoom in on my pussy and Doug's cock. Doug slowly pulled himself out and lay to the side so Jeff could get an even closer shot. I looked back and said, "What, are we making - a porno, or something?" "No, no, I just... know what Denise likes, that's all..." "She's just as perverted as you two are." "Yeah, we kind of made her that way." Somehow she was able to deal with all of this; why couldn't I let it go and just enjoy it for what it was? I still couldn't believe we were recording all of this on video, soundtrack and all. I let Jeff film for a few more seconds, and then sat down and leaned back. Jeff had me take my thong off and spread my legs open so he could video the come dripping out of me. Finally he put the camera back up on the tripod and came over to the daybed. With Doug on one side, Jeff lay down on the other side of me and said, "Doug got to kiss you, but I didn't..." With that he leaned in and kissed me gently, lips closed. I kissed him back, and soon our mouths were open and we were kissing deeply and passionately. He had such a different style of kissing than Doug, and several times throughout the day I caught myself comparing them, realizing the whole time how bizarre the comparison truly was. His hands had been busy unfastening my bra, and we stopped momentarily so I could take it off. I was still very aroused, and I think my passionate kissing not only got Jeff going again, but also Doug. After a few minutes, I heard him say, "Ok, it's my turn now." He put his hand on my hip and gently pulled. I allowed myself to roll onto my back, breaking my embrace with Jeff and wrapping my arms around Doug, going straight from one mouth to the other with my lips and tongue. Doug put his leg over my leg, and I felt his cock press up against me. It was growing hard again. Apparently, so was Jeff, as I felt him push me up on my side, and then position himself behind me, lifting and spreading my legs so that he could slide into me. I felt his cock nudge against my pussy, and knew that he would slide in easily this time. He slid one of his hands around to play with my breast, while his hips worked back and forth until he was inside me again. Doug was kissing me passionately now, one of his hands caressing the nipple of my other breast while his other hand fingered my clit. Before I knew it an orgasm welled up inside of me and broke free, causing me to break my kiss with Doug and turn my head towards Jeff, my cries of pleasure coming freely as I gasped and squirmed in erotic pleasure. Through it all, Jeff methodically pumped me, his eyes locked with my eyes, pure happiness in them knowing he had given me great satisfaction. Jeff slid out of me and I rolled over to face him, kissing him deeply as my hands reached out to stroke his slick cock. Doug wasted no time in positioning himself behind me, and was soon pumping me hard and deep. Although I was spent from my orgasm, I knew it would only be a matter of time before I was thoroughly aroused again, with the constant attention I was getting from both sides. I realized that was what Denise had been talking about, when she positively glowed about being with both of them at the same time. Their teamwork was exceptional, she had said. Now I truly knew what she meant. Jeff stated that it was time for a new position, and had me lay on my back while he got between my legs and entered me, his face a portrait of complete fascination as he watched my pussy swallow his shaft over and over again. It was clear that he never got tired of watching himself slide in and out. His cock filled me and made me gasp, but it was from pleasure, not from pain. Somehow he knew how to angle his penetration so that it rubbed up against my g-spot on every thrust. Before I knew it I was aroused again. Doug had repositioned himself so that he was kneeling to the side of my face, once again making his cock available for me to suck. I smiled at him and turned my head so that I could take his cock into my mouth. It was a challenge to suck Doug from that position, and my mind was torn between the pleasure I was giving Doug and the methodical, deep fucking I was getting from Jeff. A small but long-lasting orgasm began to edge its way out, and I stopped sucking long enough to moan and cry as I climaxed over and over again. That must have pushed Jeff over the edge, because I felt him begin to quicken his pace and become more aggressive, slamming his cock into me deep, pulling my hips onto him as he thrust hard and fast. But instead of coming inside me, he pulled his cock out at the last second and shot his thick, hot come all over me. I kept sucking Doug even as I felt the hot splashes on my skin, the first powerful shots hitting my neck and chest. More globs fell on my breasts and stomach as his orgasm slowly wound down. It was another one of Jeff's huge orgasms, and come was dripping down my chest and off my sides. His final spurts of come landed on my bush, adding to the wet mess that was already there. Seeing Jeff come like that must have pushed Doug past his point of no return, because then it was Doug's turn to come. He moaned and told me he was coming and wanted me to suck it all. I moaned in response and he unloaded inside my mouth. I didn't think he was capable of the same amount as Jeff, but in this case I was wrong, as I found myself once again swallowing mouthful after mouthful, as quickly as I could. I lay down on my back and looked down to see how much come there was on my chest and stomach. Jeff was using the tip of his cock to rub in the come that had splattered onto my bush, a twisted smile on his face. A huge glob of come had hit my neck and dripped into my hair. Three other strings were splashed across my breasts, with two more on my stomach, some of which had already begun to drip down both my sides and into the daybed. Jeff scooted up and straddled me, rubbing his come over my breasts and nipples with his cock. I laid back and laughed and said, "What a complete pervert you are." "I know, I know..." "Let me guess... another one of your fantasies?" "Oh yeah." Doug had already lain down next to me, and after a few more minutes, Jeff laid down on the other side of me. We all dozed off while we soaked in the hot sun beating down on our bodies. We were all completely spent. Jeff and Doug quickly drifted off to sleep, and for a time I lay there, the taste of come still in my mouth, my chest and stomach still wet with come, wondering what it would be like to have had a birds-eye view of the three of us going at it. How it must have looked with me in the middle, in my lingerie, them on either end of me, inside me, filling me first with their cocks, and then their come. Resting, then kissing, only to do it again and again. I must have drifted off, and woke to the sound of Jeff and Doug talking over by the fire pit. They were sitting on the benches and were talking like they would around a campfire, only they were completely naked and had the remnants of our sexual juices still clearly visible on their hips, thighs, and cocks. I rolled onto my side and propped my head up with my arm, laying one leg down onto the bed. As I did I realized that most of Jeff's come had dried on my chest and stomach, with the exception of a few larger globs that slowly dripped down my stomach and onto the daybed. Jeff and Doug noticed I was awake, and Doug said, "Hey, Brina... you doing ok?" "Oh yes... that was a good nap." Jeff joined in and said, "And some good sex!" We all laughed, and I said, "I have to admit, Brother, your idea of coming up here was pretty kinky." "Isn't it a great idea? So many of my fantasies of you have involved this orchard and the daybed. For some reason it just seems really romantic and erotic." "Awww... is that the soft side of your perverted nature coming out? How sweet!" "You know what I mean. We went back and watched a little of the film while you were asleep. You were enjoying yourself too, you know." "I know, I was! And I can't help but think I'm just as twisted and perverted as you two are, for doing what we've been doing all morning." "Oh, most definitely you are. You just didn't realize it." "Yes, well, enjoy it, because it can't last, you know." "We know, trust me. And neither one of us is thrilled with that idea. Still, we can't complain, after all you've allowed us to do." "I should say so. I still can't believe all the stuff I've done." Jeff got a mischievous look in his eyes and said, "And the day is still young." "Yes, it is... and what a beautiful day." Jeff said, "So, if you don't mind me asking, Sabrina... Denise said you had borrowed her kit? You know which one I'm talking about?" I smiled and blushed a little, and said, "Yes, I know which one you're talking about, Jeff." "So... are you interested in trying it?" "Well, I think so... I mean, it's now or never, to be honest. I think I prepared myself enough so that it won't be messy. But I'm just not sure how much it will hurt." Doug chimed in, "Ah, but the trick is to use the right lubrication. Which I just happened to bring along... in case." He got a bashful look on his face all of a sudden, and I indignantly said, "Oh my, Doug! You are now officially worse than Jeff when it comes to being a pervert!" Jeff said, "Hey!" before responding with, "Well, Denise said you wanted to try, it, so... I just thought I'd ask, that's all!" I smiled and said, "I know, I know... I guess I do want to try it. Are you... up for it, now?" He smiled wide and said, "Of course!" "I'm coming too!" Doug said, and they both got up and walked over to the daybed. They lay down on either side of me, as before, and I began to first kiss Doug for a few moments, before I turned over and kissed Jeff. Hands were roving everywhere and both Doug and Jeff were playing with my clit and my nipples. The attention, plus the kissing from both of them, got me aroused again, and it wasn't long before their cocks followed suit. Doug said, "Why don't you get on top and ride me, Sabrina." I nodded and straddled him, positioning my hips over his cock and slowly sinking down on his shaft, until he was inside of me. I began to ride his cock, and the sensation of being fully filled over and over again got me very aroused and wet. While I had been riding Doug, Jeff had gotten out the lubricant and had put a generous amount of it on his cock. He then got behind me and had me lean forward and slide off of Doug, so that he could put the lubricant on and in my ass. I was trembling with nervous excitement and wasn't sure how my body would react when Jeff entered my ass. I felt him move into position, and then felt the tip of his cock push up against my asshole. Here it comes, I thought to myself, and tensed up. Jeff reminded me to relax, and I tried to breathe deeply and allow his cock to enter me. He pushed further inside, and I felt the head of his cock slide into me. It was an odd sensation and felt very uncomfortable, but it wasn't painful. Sensing that I was doing ok, Jeff pushed again, sliding a little further into me. Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 04 I groaned loudly and began to gasp as he began to fill me, inch by inch. I could feel my body beginning to acclimate to his cock inside my ass, but it still felt uncomfortable and I wasn't sure how much more I could take. Although I was focused on Jeff, Doug had not stopped teasing and sucking on my breasts, and his cock was still hard and would occasionally throb up against my pussy. I heard Jeff mutter, "Oh, Sabrina... oh wow... I'm almost all the way in... oh wow is it tight... never ever in my wildest dreams did I ever think I'd see my cock up in your sweet ass." His voice trailed off as I felt one last thrust, and then felt his hips touch against my ass cheeks. His cock was completely inside me, and he stopped for a few minutes to let my body adjust. I couldn't stop gasping, and my body slowly writhed on top of Doug, and I thought perhaps I couldn't do this. Then Jeff began to slide out, slowly. I groaned loudly again, the overpowering sensation of being full now ebbing away. He pulled out about halfway, then thrust back in again, adding more lubricant to his shaft as his cock slid into me. I began to gasp louder, but at the same time realized the uncomfortable sensation was much less. I can do this, I thought to myself. "You doing, ok, Sabrina?" I turned my head to the side to look back at Jeff, and said, "Yeah... yeah... it's just... a lot... to get used to." "You feel absolutely wonderful. Better than I could have imagined." I bowed my head down, letting my hair spill over Doug's face, as I said, "Thanks. I'm glad you like it." "Oh... it goes way beyond liking it, Sis..." His thrusts became longer and faster, and were giving my body a whole new variety of sensations to translate and enjoy. It did feel good... in fact, very good. I finally was able to get past the initial discomfort and began to realize just how turned on I was. Doug's constant attention to my nipples, in addition to Jeff pumping my ass, had made my pussy extremely wet, and Doug's cock was knocking at the door on just about every one of Jeff's thrusts. Doug was staring in my eyes, and I knew what he wanted. Part of me wanted it too, but I just wasn't sure if my body could handle it. A few moments passed, my body writhing and shuddering as Jeff fucked me over and over again. I continued to get aroused, and finally nodded to Doug and positioned my hips. Jeff stopped his pumping, holding his cock fully inside me, as Doug's cock found its way to that place it knew so well by now. I let out another long, loud moan as I felt Doug enter me. With Jeff inside my ass there wasn't nearly as much room for Doug inside my pussy, yet I was so slick with my own thick wetness that soon enough he was inside. Both Jeff and Doug froze, not wanting to start until I was ready. I wasn't sure I could do this. My body was on fire and felt stretched to the point of breaking, and beyond. I never truly thought I would have both my pussy and ass filled with cocks -- big cocks, no less, especially Jeff's. I couldn't focus on any one thought. So much was racing through my head. Finally, groaning and grunting, I said "Ok, go..." and both of them slowly began to slide out of me. I threw my head back and let out a loud gasp as I felt them both pull out a couple of inches. Doug then slid back into me, causing another moan. As he began to pull out, Jeff began to slide in, so that one was always coming while the other was going. I lost complete control of my body and could barely focus enough to keep my arms up to support my body. I was crying out non-stop, one long gasping moan. My body began to shiver and shake as a massive orgasm rippled through my body. Jeff and Doug never stopped pumping into me, even after my climax left me breathless and exhausted. I felt Jeff's body stiffen behind me and heard him gasping for air, and knew that he was coming deep inside my ass, and that the orgasm for him was as powerful as mine was. Over and over again he groaned as thick gobs of come shot into me. And then it was Doug's turn, as his cock penetrated the depths of my pussy and exploded, spraying his huge load into me. I slumped onto Doug's chest, and Doug's cock slid out of me with a soft pop. Jeff slid out as well, leaving my ass feeling very strange. What am I feeling, I asked myself? The little voice in the back of my head said, you're feeling like your ass just got thoroughly fucked. That's what you're feeling. I slid off of Doug and lay on my side. I began to feel the familiar warm spread of come as it dripped out of me, and reached down and felt both my ass and pussy oozing come. Jeff the pervert was right there with the camera, taking a video of his come mixing with Doug's as it dripped out of my body and onto the daybed. After filming for a few more minutes, Jeff put the camera down and began rummaging around in the bag he had brought. He said, "I don't know about you guys, but I'm hungry." He pulled out some sandwiches, fruit, and bottles of water. I laughed and said, "Wow... you really were planning on spending the whole day up here, weren't you." He smiled back at me and said, "Well, I just wanted to be prepared." We sat on the benches around the fire pit and enjoyed the sunshine and lunch. My head was spinning, thinking about how I had just had anal sex for the first time in my life, and how we had spent the morning brazenly rutting like animals before enjoying the naked picnic. Although I could tell I had had a cock up my ass just a few moments earlier, it wasn't painful and in fact had been somewhat enjoyable, which was hard for me to admit to myself. We laughed and joked as we finished up the food and drinks. Jeff made sure he sat across from me, and made sure I kept my legs spread open so he could look at my pussy any time he wanted to. He went on a long discourse about all the fantasies he had had about me and him at the fire pit, and I was truly amazed at how long he had wanted me. I wondered to myself if most brothers, at some point in their lives, fantasized about their sisters, or if it was just my own brothers that were so enraptured with their sister. The discussion eventually came around to anal sex. Jeff asked, "So, Sabrina... the anal sex... was it as bad as you thought it was going to be?" "No, to be honest... I mean... it did hurt a little, and it was definitely uncomfortable having both of you inside me at the same time... but it was... pretty enjoyable." With a sly smile on his face, Jeff asked, "So... you'd be up for more?" I smiled and said, "Why do I get the feeling you're about to say you have yet another fantasy you want to fulfill?" "Of course I do. Actually, this is one that both Doug and I share, to be honest." "Oh, really." I turned to look at Doug and raised my eyebrows in inquiry. He shyly smiled, and said, "It's true, it's true. This is one I've thought about many times as well." "Ok, so what is it this time?" They looked at each other, and then Jeff said, "Well, we kind of... want to take turns fucking you... on the table first, then on the bench." "Haven't you guys been doing that all day today?" We laughed, and Jeff said, "Yes, but... we want to start out in your pussy, but... finish up by taking turns in your ass." "Oh... I see. I guess we could try it, just... be really gentle, ok? Nothing too bizarre?" "Of course." I stood over by the table and said, "How do you want me?" Jeff cleared his throat and said, "Would you mind... squatting down and sucking us until we're hard?" Thinking this sounded a lot like all those porno movies I was sure Jeff had watched, I shook my head and squatted down. I reached up and took both of their cocks in my hands, and began to stroke them. Jeff stepped up and put himself in front of me, and I opened my mouth to take his cock in. It tasted faintly like soap, and I realized that he had cleaned himself off after he had been in my ass. That was thoughtful of him, I said to myself. I didn't want to think what it would have tasted like otherwise. It took some doing, but I was able to suck Jeff while still stroking Doug's cock. Jeff got hard quickly, and once he was hard I switched over to suck on Doug, while continuing to stroke Jeff. Soon he was hard too, and I stood up and sat back on the edge of the table, spreading my legs while propping myself up on my elbows. Jeff moved in first and slid his cock into me eagerly. He began to pump me, holding onto my hips as he did so, once again obsessed with watching his cock disappear within me. I reached over and stroked Doug to keep him aroused. Apparently he and Doug had already decided on how this was going to happen, because after just a few minutes, Jeff slid out and Doug slid immediately in. Doug was inside me for only a few more minutes, before it was Jeff's turn again. I saw now what they were wanting to do, and laid back to enjoy the show, watching their faces intent with pleasure as they took turns fucking my pussy. Then it was time to move over to the bench. They had me put my knees on the edge of the bench and hold onto the seat back of the bench while they got behind me. Once again they took turns, first Doug pumping me from behind, then Jeff. While I was enjoying the sensation as well as the kinkiness of them taking turns on me, I wasn't getting aroused. Still, it was fun watching them as they lived out what must have been a fantasy from years ago. I decided to make it more fun for them and began to moan and groan and talk dirty to them. Their heads almost exploded when they heard me say, "Oh fuck me, fuck me Jeff... fuck me Doug... oh yes... I've wanted this so long... oh fuck me hard, please, fuck me hard..." They each took one more turn in my pussy, with both of them fucking me hard and fast. Then Doug brought over the lubricant and spread it on and in my ass, as well as on his shaft, while watching Jeff pump my pussy. Jeff pulled out, and Doug got behind and began to push his cock into my ass. I wasn't sure if it would be sore or raw from before, but I also thought that since Doug wasn't as thick as Jeff, it wouldn't be so uncomfortable. There was enough lubricant on both of us that he slid in relatively easy, and began to slowly pump me. Like Jeff, he kept mumbling about how he never thought he'd get to do this, and could not peel himself away from watching each inch of his cock sink into my ass. A few minutes later it was Jeff's turn. I felt the relief of Doug's cock slide out of me, only to be replaced a second later by the uncomfortable feeling of Jeff pushing inside me. The lubricant, however, was doing the trick and so before I knew it he was inside me fully and was fucking my ass again. I didn't think I would, but before long I was getting aroused again, and my fake moans and groans turned into real ones. Jeff pulled out to let Doug have another turn, and after a few minutes of Doug inside me, Jeff was back for more. At this point my head was bowed and I was holding onto the seat back of the bench with all my strength. A deep, guttural orgasm was building up inside of me, and I wasn't sure if Jeff and Doug would be able to last long enough to bring me to it. Jeff slid out again to let Doug fuck some more, and it became clear to me that he was close to coming. He tried at first to be gentle but by now he was fucking my ass hard and deep. He yelled loudly as he thrust into me and came over and over again, filling my ass with a load of come. It was a very powerful, intense orgasm and brought me to the edge of mine. Sure enough, after Doug finished squirting his come inside me, he pulled out to let Jeff in. Feeling his big, thick cock slide into me pushed me over the edge and my body began to buck and twist even as my mouth opened and a long, low moan of pleasure escaped out of it. I was gasping for breath as electric bolts shot randomly through my body, Jeff's cock thrusting methodically in and out of my ass. As my orgasm slowly abated, I realized that Jeff was working himself up for another orgasm. How much could he have left, I wondered. I soon found out, as he pulled his cock out and spurted his load all over my back. I felt the hot splashes on my shoulder blades, then on my middle back. His last few globs shot out onto my ass cheeks and lower back. The last glob landed right at the top of my ass crack and dripped down until it came to rest against my pussy lips. Jeff and Doug were completely spent, and so was I. I slowly turned around to sit on the bench, feeling numerous globs of come dripping down my back as I sat there. Jeff and Doug were sitting on either side of me, their heads back, eyes closed, totally at peace with the world and I think still in some state of shock over what we had done that day. It was almost three o'clock. We had been fucking off and on for almost six hours. We packed up and stumbled down the path to the house. As we walked back I felt more come drip out of me and get smeared between my thighs. I could also feel a dull ache in my ass and knew I would be sore tomorrow. I couldn't believe what I had done with them, what I had let them do to me, today. I was too exhausted to decide if the day had been the single most erotic experience of my life, or if I had crossed a line and had become a complete and utter whore. Doug took off for his place, and I followed Jeff back to his, to pick up Brayden. The little voice in my head belted out, hi Brayden, it's Mommy, I'm done fucking for the day and I'm here to pick you up. Don't mind the fact that I have come all over my back and chest and even in my hair, and that I reek of sex. As if to emphasize what the little voice was saying, my body decided it was time for me to burp, and when I did it tasted like come. Denise was busy with their kids and getting dinner fixed, so I gathered up Brayden and his bags and headed home. He was happy to see me and I was glad he had no idea what I'd been doing all day. He apparently hadn't taken his afternoon nap, and by the time I pulled into the driveway he had fallen asleep. Standing in her front yard was Melissa. When she saw me pull up, she walked over and said, "Hi, Mrs. Woods! I just got back." "Hi, Melissa, I'm just getting home too." "It looks like you could use some help -- want me to take Brayden in and put him down?" "That would be great, thanks." I unloaded the bags from the car and followed Melissa into the house. As I was putting the bags down on the kitchen counter, Melissa came down the hall. She said, "He's asleep, he seems really tired." "Yes... he didn't get his nap earlier this afternoon. How was your trip to Portland?" "It was fun, but I'm glad to be back here." "That's good." As I walked over to sit down on the couch, Melissa said, "You look really tired, Mrs. Woods." I sat down on the couch and said, "I had quite a day today." Melissa came and sat down next to me and coyly smiled, saying, "It looks like you did have a great day." I smiled back, and said, "What do you mean?" "Oh, nothing, I guess, just that... well... you smell like sex. Like come, actually." I laughed, a little embarrassed, and said, "Really?" "Oh yeah." "Sorry... I didn't have time to shower before I came home." "Oh, don't apologize... it is driving me crazy with lust, to be honest." "Seriously?" "Oh yeah. I'm dying to know who the lucky guy is... and I'm dying for another taste." We looked into each others' eyes, unspoken words passing between us. I debated for a few seconds the wisdom of being intimate with her again, but her face was one of eagerness and desire, and I couldn't resist. I smiled, leaned my head back, and spread my legs open. Melissa grinned as she got on her knees and got between my legs. She lifted up my skirt and saw the come-stained stockings, garter-belt, and thong. I told her to take it all off, and she immediately complied. Her hands were shaking as she undid the garters and peeled off the stockings, sticky with dried come. She then took the thong off and let out a gasp as she saw the wet mess underneath. She began to lick both of my thighs, working her way up to my pussy as she inhaled deeply through her nose. She wasted no time in eating my pussy, licking and sucking with passion. She was visibly aroused and was making whimpering noises as she worked at cleaning me up. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the attention, although I did not think I had it in me to get aroused again, much less climax. All of a sudden I felt her stop and opened my eyes. She had stood up and was quickly slipping out of her tank top, bra, shorts, and panties. I reached down and pulled off my blouse, and then took my bra off. I pushed off my skirt and garter-belt and sat back again. Melissa once again got between my legs and began eating me, while with one hand she began to masturbate. Having her eat me while getting herself off was quite erotic, particularly as she became more and more vocal. I told her to stop and to straddle my lap. She immediately stood up and put a knee on either side of my hips. I put one of my hands on her breast while with the other hand began to play with her clit. She looked at me longingly and then closed her eyes as I got her even more aroused. Then she opened her eyes again, and leaned down to kiss me. Our mouths met and we kissed deeply and passionately, our tongues entwining together in their own erotic dance. We broke apart and she sat up, arching her back as my fingers probed her pussy and spread her wet thickness all over her clit. She reached out and began to caress my breasts, and noticed the dried come on them. She leaned in to suck on the nipples and lick up the come, moaning loudly as she neared her orgasm. She leaned back and closed her eyes as her orgasm hit her hard. I continued to play with her clit as she moaned over and over again. Finally she collapsed onto my chest, and I felt the warmth of her body up against mine. After she had rested for a few minutes, she slid off of me and sat next to me, her head back, eyes closed, still enjoying the last vestiges of her orgasm. "Oh... Mrs. Woods... that was wonderful... absolutely wonderful..." I smiled and said, "Thank you... it was pretty kinky for me too." We sat there for a few minutes, and then I heard Brayden begin to wake up. I mentioned that it was dinner time, and Melissa realized she needed to get back to her house to have dinner. I watched her lithe body as she dressed, and sighed once again at how long it had taken me to get my body back into decent shape. As she bounded out the door, she said, "See you tomorrow morning, Mrs. Woods!" I got Brayden up and fed him dinner, and then got him settled while I took a shower. I let the hot water wash over me, washing away the dried come out of my hair and off of my back and chest. I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror after what I had done. I waited for a phone call from Greg, but it never came. I tried hard to convince myself that everything was fine, but in my head I had visions of him fucking Stacy over and over again in his hotel room... just like I had been fucked over and over again earlier that day by Doug and Jeff. The debate about ending my affairs with them, Denise, and Melissa raged within me again -- did I really need to stop? Couldn't I just put them on hold, until the next time Greg was out of town? Wouldn't it be easy to provide innocent explanations for me getting together with them, even when Greg was home? Just seeing my family, right? Nothing funny going on? And Melissa's just babysitting, helping me take care of Brayden, right? All innocent explanations that could be used to cover up the sex, sex, sex. I was torn completely in two by kinky, passionate thoughts and the associated guilt that was always in the back of my head. I got ready for bed and once again had a medley of twisted, erotic dreams. Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 05 Wednesday morning came, and I wasn't sure at all what to expect. Would there be someone waiting for me at Mom and Dad's house, when I went to walk Buddy and water the plants? Did I even want someone waiting for me? Or was I done with the whole incestuous adulterous affair scenario? The sex was so incredibly erotic and satisfying... yet I was really struggling to reconcile that with myself. After much internal debate, I put on a short skirt and thong, just in case, but there was nobody waiting for me when I got there, and nobody showed up when I was doing the chores. Even Melissa had to leave as soon as I got home. Part of me was happy that my body wasn't in demand, but I had to be honest with myself and realize that another part of me was disappointed that nothing erotic had happened. It made me realize just how far I had come in such a short time – from being a wife dedicated only to my husband, to falling into a series of torrid affairs with both of my brothers, my sister, and my child's babysitter. That thought itself was both saddening and highly erotic. At 3 pm the phone rang, and it was Denise. She said that she had been planning on meeting up with me earlier, but hadn't been able to get away and thus wasn't able to spend some time with me. She asked if she and Jeff could come over that evening. I wasn't sure what to say, and asked who would be looking after their kids, if they came over. She told me that Doug had volunteered to watch them so that both she and Jeff could come over. I finally agreed to them coming over after 8pm, so that I would have Brayden asleep for the night and would be done talking to Greg on the phone. As it turned out, they showed up right at 8pm, and Greg hadn't called yet. They could tell I was a little tense and had brought over a couple bottles of wine to help me relax and unwind. We talked about my situation, and they fully understood that when Greg got home on Friday that I would be unable to continue my sexual relationship with them, as well as with Doug. I just had to draw the line, if only for my own mental health. Once we had talked about that, the air seemed to clear (and the wine was having its effect), and I became much more amenable to being intimate with them. Denise and I began to kiss on the couch, while Jeff looked on in envy. Amidst our passionate kissing we managed to strip each other down to bare skin and were getting each other extremely aroused by stroking each others clits as we kissed non-stop. Jeff was also naked and was slowly stroking his cock as he sat across from us, eagerly watching the show. The phone rang, and I reached over and picked up it up off the side table. It was Greg, and he wanted to once again tell me about his late nights with Stacy finishing up their project. Even as I sat their naked on the couch next to Denise, holding the phone with my fingers that were slick with the wetness of her pussy, I couldn't help but jealously imagine what their late night project had been. As I talked to Greg, I watched Jeff move over and begin eating Denise out. I made the quiet sign to both of them as I listened to Greg go on and on. Jeff stopped eating Denise and began to slowly fuck her, right there on the couch next to me. It was hard to focus on my conversation with Greg, and Jeff could tell I was struggling. Instead of helping me out and stopping, though, he pulled out of Denise, stood in front of me with a big grin on his face, and indicated to me to suck his cock. I gave him an incredulous look and shook my head to say no, but he leaned forward and thrust his cock into my face. I couldn't resist and moved the mouthpiece of the phone away, opening my mouth to take his cock in. It was coated with Denise's thick wetness and it tasted wonderful. I didn't want to admit just how erotic it was to be sucking him while listening to Greg. And to make things worse, Denise got between my legs and began to eat me, even as I sucked Jeff. I tried to stop it, but soon enough an overpowering wave of pleasure surged through me, and I groaned out loudly. Greg asked if I was ok, and I leaned forward, taking Jeff's cock out of my mouth and closing my legs to Denise so that I could talk. I thought fast and told him I had stubbed my toe on the couch. He continued on and began talking about how excited he was to see us when he got back on Friday afternoon. Denise had gotten back up on the couch next to me, on her hands and knees, and Jeff began slowly pumping her from behind. He pulled out of her and scooted over to me, trying to get between my legs. I tried to resist him, but he was too persistent. He grabbed my hips, pulled me up to the edge of the couch, and soon had his cock poised at my pussy lips, ready to slide in. I shook my head, but he pushed in anyway. Somehow I managed to control myself, and didn't cry out as he split me in two, but my breathing was somewhat ragged and once again Greg asked if I was ok. Desperately trying to keep my voice calm as Jeff slowly fucked me, I told Greg I was fine. We talked for a few more minutes, and then ended the phone conversation. I couldn't help but feel like a complete whore as I told Greg I loved and missed him, even as Jeff's cock slid in and out of me. I hung up the phone and laid my head back on the couch. I said, "You are so bad, Jeff. I can't believe I just talked with my husband while getting fucked." "Come on... it's kind of kinky, isn't it?" "I guess so, but..." Denise interjected and said, "Why don't we go back to the bedroom? I've only got about another thirty minutes before I need to get home, so Doug can get back to his place." Jeff pulled out of me, and we walked back to the master bedroom and closed the door. Jeff got on the bed, and had me sit on his face while Denise rode his cock. We kissed as we both rode Jeff, and I couldn't help but steal glances in the mirrors on the closet doors, watching both my body and Denise's body as we received pleasure from Jeff. It was highly intoxicating and helped to push away the last pangs of guilt over my phone conversation with Greg, particularly as I watched Denise arch back and have a long, drawn-out orgasm while riding Jeff. She slid off of him after it was over, and I got off of Jeff's face and rode him for a few more minutes, before we changed positions. Jeff had us lay down on our backs on the bed next to each other, so that we could continue to kiss while he fucked us both. He alternated between the two of us, and it must have been highly kinky for him because soon he was coming deep inside Denise. At this point I was highly aroused and found myself very disappointed that he hadn't come in me. I eagerly got between her legs and began to lap up the huge globs of come that steadily flowed out of her pussy after Jeff pulled out. Although he was spent, he got behind me and began eating me out. The sensation of sucking his come out of Denise, combined with the pleasure his tongue was giving my clit, was enough to make my head swim and soon my body was writhing as my orgasm washed over me. Denise got up to get dressed and head back home, while Jeff came up and laid next to me, kissing me deeply and slowly. Denise came back into the bedroom fully clothed and watched Jeff and I kiss for a few minutes, before coming over to give us each of us a long, passionate kiss of her own. With a mischievous smile, she said, "You two have fun... I'm going home to fuck Doug... see you tomorrow morning!" We kissed for a few more minutes, and then Jeff asked what I wanted to do. I told him I wanted to have a bath and some wine, and so he went to go get a bottle of white wine while I got the bath ready. I put in some lavender bath salts and got the water very hot, and sank down in. Jeff came back with the wine and glasses, and got in. He leaned back and I got between his legs, laying my back up against his chest, letting the hot water embrace us. We sat in silence for a while, drinking our wine, relishing the soak in the hot water. Jeff's free hand was slowly caressing my body, and it was having a wonderful affect on me. It was also affecting him, because I felt his cock begin to slowly grow as it pressed into my back. After a long while, the water began to cool off and it was time to pull the plug. We finished up our wine as the water drained, and then I reached forward and picked up the bottle of olive oil that I used to moisturize my skin with from time to time. It had been floating in the hot water with us and the oil was still very hot. I began to spread it on my arms and chest. I handed it back to him, and he began to rub it into my back and shoulders and neck. It felt wonderful and got me thoroughly aroused. He told me he needed to get my ass and legs next, and had me get up on my knees. I did, and felt him slowly spread the oil over my ass cheeks and thighs. He leaned forward and spread the oil on the front of my thighs, and then on my inner thighs. I let out a gasp as his oil-covered hands made contact with my clit, and he quickly realized how wet I was. In the process of putting oil on me, he had also spread oil all over his chest, legs, and fully erect cock. He leaned back and pulled me on top of him. I laid my back onto his chest and positioned my hips above his cock, spreading my legs so that his legs were between me. After a little bit more repositioning, his cock was once again sinking into my pussy, and the wine, hot bath, and hot oil combined to make for extremely erotic sex. I slowly rode his cock for what seemed like hours. His hands continued to massage the oil into my chest as he played non-stop with my nipples. It was too much and I began to have a very powerful orgasm, softly crying out over and over again as he filled me with his cock. He let me rest a few minutes, but then began to pump me slowly again. After another minute or so, he whispered in my ear that it was time he was inside my ass again. I wasn't sure at first but he slowly convinced me until I was nodding my head in agreement. He pulled his massively hard cock out of my pussy and we repositioned so that his cock was pushing up against my asshole. He took a palm full of oil and spread it around my ass, and then pushed into me. I gasped and moaned as I slid down onto his shaft. It wasn't painful but it was somewhat uncomfortable, and took a while to get used to. After some more oil and some adjustment time, I began to ride his cock as I had before, only this time with it filling my ass instead of my pussy. Once again his hands were playing with my breasts and nipples, and I felt another orgasm, more powerful than the last one, begin to wrack my body with waves of pleasure. I didn't hold back and cried out loudly as I reached climax, and was surprised to feel a powerful gush of juices out of my pussy as he fucked my ass hard and deep. He felt it too, and lost control as his orgasm hit, his breathing ragged as he moaned over and over again, his cock pumping his huge load of come deep inside my ass. We lay there, still joined together, savoring the orgasms that were leaving both of our bodies. Eventually his cock softened, and I got up off of him and felt a thick dribble of come hit my thigh as his cock slid out of my ass. I could tell that there was quite a bit of come inside my ass and did my best to keep it there. We both took a shower and got cleaned up, and then got into bed. We lay there together, kissing and talking off and on, and then he asked if I was ready for more. I said of course, and he had me reposition myself so that we could 69 while lying on our sides. I began sucking his limp cock, and it immediately began to spring to life. He was licking my pussy slowly, and I was surprised that I had any arousal left in me. His cell phone, which he had placed on Greg's bedside table, went off, and he reached over and answered it. I kept sucking him but also listened in. It was Denise, who was calling to see what was going on. Jeff told her in detail about our bathtub fun, and I could tell she was sorry she had missed out. Then Jeff told her what we were doing now, and asked what she and Doug had been doing. They had already fucked once in their bed, and she was riding his cock again, this time on the couch, before Doug left. Jeff made some dirty talk with her for a little while, which only served to get me aroused again, and then he hung up. Jeff's attention returned to my pussy, and he found it much wetter than before. He ate me for a little while, and then when he was fully hard he had me lay on my back. We began to kiss again, passionately, and he asked if he could make love to me, one more time. I knew this was going to be our last night together, and so I wanted to make it special for him. As he got on top of me and slid his cock into me, I began to softly talk to him. I told him I wanted him to make passionate love to me, to fill me with his cock and with his come. I told him that I wasn't on birth control and that I was ovulating (both of which were true), and that I wanted him to come inside me as deep as possible. I told him that I wanted him to get me pregnant – even though we both knew that was impossible, since he had had a vasectomy. Despite that, all of the talk got us both extremely aroused, and we began to passionately make love like never before. For what seemed like an eternity, he steadily pumped my pussy full of his cock. Several times we rolled over so that I was on top, so that I could slowly ride him as we kissed and as he sucked deeply on my breasts. The last time we did this I arched back and had a slow, erotic orgasm as I rode him. We rolled back over and his pace quickened, and soon he was coming inside me, his hips thrusting as deeply as possible as his cock once again exploded inside of me, filling me fully. As he came he confessed his love for me over and over again. We reluctantly broke apart and drifted off to sleep. About 3am Brayden got me up, and I went in to comfort him, my thighs becoming wet as the last vestiges of Jeff's come dripped out of me as I rocked him to sleep. I crawled back into bed with Jeff and curled up against him until the alarm went off at 6am. I got up and took a shower, and then tried to wake Jeff up with a hot cup of coffee. He wasn't stirring, so I decided to wake him up by sucking his cock. That did the trick, and soon he was moaning and slowly moving. He took a quick shower, and then got dressed. I got Brayden fed and settled into a TV show while I made breakfast for us both. Jeff came out to the kitchen and we ate and finished off the coffee. As he was standing there, he couldn't stop looking at me from head to toe. "You are just so beautiful, Sabrina. So amazingly beautiful." I laughed, and said, "Are you kidding? I haven't done my hair or my makeup." "You don't need that stuff. You're so naturally beautiful. I just love the way you dress, love the way your body fits into the skirts that you wear." "You may love that, but what you really want is what's underneath." "Mmm... so true... and what is underneath, anyway?" I smiled at him, and then turned my back to him, lifted up my skirt, and showed him the lavender thong from before. He let out a long gasp and said, "Oh wow... that is so incredibly hot." Without thinking about it, he moved across and kneeled behind me. I put my elbows on the counter and spread my legs apart, so that he could admire my ass and the thong. I wanted to give him one more erotic quickie. Sure enough, he moved up behind me, his hands under my skirt, caressing my ass and pussy through the thong. It was enough to get me wet, and I could tell he was hard. I felt him unzip his fly and pull his cock out, and I arched my back and lowered my head in expectation of his cock. He pulled the thong aside and began to slowly push his cock into me, one last time. Soon he was pumping me deep and fast, and I knew it wouldn't be long before he was coming. With a gasp and a soft cry, he came inside me, his thick come filling me for the last time. I felt strong pangs of regret as that thought went through my head. He pulled out and slid the thong back in over my pussy. I turned around and squatted down so I could suck his cock clean, something which I knew he loved for me to do to him. It slowly grew limp as I sucked his come and my pussy juices off of it, and then I put it back into his slacks and zipped him up. I told him I was going to go change my underwear quickly, and then we could head over to his place before I went and did my chores over at Mom and Dad's house. I was back in the master bedroom when the realization that Melissa was coming over at any moment hit me. Before I could even react, the doorbell rang, and I heard Jeff open the door and let Melissa in. Wave after wave of panic ran through me as I quickly slid off the come-filled thong and tossed it onto the floor of the bathroom, all the while hearing Melissa and Jeff making small talk. Globs of come dripped onto the bedroom floor and my thigh as I pulled out a pair of panties and slid them on, smearing the come on my thigh all over the place. With my stomach in knots and a lump in my throat, I walked out to the living room and found them talking while Melissa played with Brayden. "Hi, Melissa." She stood up and walked over to me, and said, "Hi, Mrs. Woods! I didn't know you had such a cute brother!" I blushed deeply, and said, "Oh, thanks... yes, Jeff likes to think he's cute." Jeff laughed, and said, "I do, I do... at least, that's what all the ladies tell me." I rolled my eyes, and said, "I'll be back in a couple of hours, if that's ok." "Sure, no problem, I've got some fun things planned with Brayden." We said goodbye, and then got into the car. I didn't know what to feel. I was completely embarrassed and was absolutely sure that Melissa would put the pieces together and figure out that Jeff was my lover. Jeff could tell I was worried, and said, "Why are you so uptight, Sabrina?" "No reason... I just... hopefully she doesn't suspect anything." "Who, your babysitter? What's her name again?" "Melissa. What am I supposed to tell her if she asks why my brother was over at my house so early?" "What's the big deal? Just tell her I needed a place to stay, or something." "Somehow I don't think she's going to buy that." "It's not like she caught us fucking or anything, you know." "I know, I know." How could I explain to Jeff my relationship with Melissa? That she knew I had been seeing a lover all week? That she had tasted his come on and in my body? And then I remembered the thong. I had left it on the floor of the bathroom, full of come, and there was come all over the floor of my bedroom in front of my dresser. Surely she would find that. And then she would know. A wave of fear and panic hit me like a blast of cold Arctic wind. We drove on in silence, and it must have been driving Jeff crazy, because he tried to make some small talk. I was too caught up in my worry and fear to respond. We arrived at Jeff's house, and I pulled into the driveway. He looked at me and said, "Aren't you going to come in?" "No, I need to get to Mom and Dad's house to walk Buddy and water the plants." "Come on... please come in? Denise took the kids to the grocery store; they won't be back for a while." It dawned on me that he knew his house would be empty, and thus wanted me to go inside for some more fun. Even as a wave of erotic electricity shot through my thighs, I recoiled, and said, "Are you asking me what I think you're asking me?" He looked at me expectantly and smiled. "Are you serious?" I said. "Didn't you get enough last night? I mean, we have to stop, Jeff. Part of me doesn't want to, but we both know it's the right thing to do." "I know, I know... I just... don't want it to stop. Not yet. And besides... we haven't done it in our bed before." Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 05 I sighed, and said, "I don't know..." "Come on... please? Last time, I promise." I closed my eyes and shook my head, and said, "Ok. Ok. Last time." He jumped out of the car and headed towards the door. We went inside and walked down the hall to the bedroom. We began kissing passionately and began to take each other's clothes off. It occurred to me that we were way too familiar with each other's bodies and that we truly had become intimate lovers, like newlyweds on their honeymoon. After some more kissing, he said, "Ok... now I want to eat that sweet, sweet pussy of yours." He had me get up on the edge of the bed on my hands and knees, and he got behind me and began to lick and suck on my pussy. He took his time, enjoying every moment, savoring every tongue full of my pussy juices. I also caught him taking a few photos on his iPhone. Soon enough his tongue began to get me extremely aroused, and he quickened his pace. I arched my back and began to moan loudly as the orgasm that had been building within me began to shoot throughout my body, causing me to cry out as my legs shook uncontrollably and my pussy pulsated over and over again. I collapsed onto the bed, and felt Jeff climb onto the bed next to me. He began kissing and stroking my back, ass, and thighs. After a little while he rolled me over and began to kiss me deeply but gently. I could see my pussy juices smeared all over his face and chin, and tasted it on his tongue as he kissed me. He had me get off the bed so we could get under the covers. I pulled the sheet and blanket back, and saw two large splotches of dried come on the bed sheet. "Wow. Looks like you guys have had some fun." Jeff said, "Actually, we put these sheets on just a couple days ago. That one there, on the right, is from me and Denise. The other one must have been Denise and Doug last night." I shook my head in amazement as he lay down and guided me on top of him, pulling the covers up over me as we kissed passionately. We rolled over and I spread my legs apart as he got on top of me. He got between my legs and slid into me easily, my pussy having been stretched by him repeatedly in the last 24 hours. He began to pump me slowly and deeply, kissing me from time to time, while also sucking on my breasts. As he fucked me, he said, "I'm going to miss your body so much, Sabrina." "And I'm going to miss yours, Jeff." "You are so beautiful... and your pussy is so incredibly delicious... and feels so good wrapped around my cock." "I know... I know... your cock feels... absolutely wonderful." We kissed passionately some more, and then he began to fuck me harder and deeper. After almost five minutes in that position, he slid off of me and had me flip over onto my stomach. I spread my legs again and felt him enter me, his chest pressed up against my back, his legs straddling my legs. I turned my head to the side and we kissed from time to time as he pumped me hard and deep. I could tell he was close to coming and that he was fighting it, because he wanted to keep going. He began to moan and groan and soon was coming inside of me. He laid on top of me, his cock still inside me, for a long time. I knew he didn't want it to be over, but I needed to get going. And I didn't want Denise and their kids to come home and find us in bed, and have to explain why Daddy and Aunt Sabrina were naked in bed together. "Jeff... I know you don't want this to end... but... I have to go. And Denise is coming home soon." "I know... I know." He slid off of me, and I felt a thick flow of come ooze out of me onto the bed after his cock slid out of me. I rolled over and scooted to the edge of the bed, and then got up and got dressed. We kissed one more time before I walked out the door and got into the car and drove off. My thoughts on the way to Mom and Dad's house were confused, to say the least. I knew my adulterous incestuous relationship with Jeff was over. All that remained was to end it with Denise and Doug. I was completely unsure what to do about Melissa, but I also realized she would be going back to college soon, and that would effectively end that relationship as well. I didn't know if Doug would be waiting for me, but he wasn't, and that allowed me to get my chores done quickly. I watered the plants a little extra because the weather was so warm, and gave Buddy an extra long walk up to the orchard. I couldn't help but have a seemingly endless series of flashbacks as I walked around the orchard. It was almost like reliving my day spent there with Jeff and Doug. This place will never be the same, that's for sure, I thought. As I drove home I realized that I had forgotten about Melissa, who probably had already guessed the identity of my lover. What could I say to her? What should I say? Was there a chance she hadn't figured it out? The knot in my stomach came back, and I was extremely tense as I drove into the garage and went into the house. Melissa was playing with Brayden on the floor, and looked up and smiled at me and said, "Hey, Mrs. Woods." "Hi, Melissa. How was Brayden?" "Easy as always. He's such a good kid. I was actually getting ready to put him down for his nap." "Oh, that would be great. Would you mind?" "Nope, it will only take a minute. I think he's pretty tired." She scooped him up and took him back to his bedroom. I followed her down the hall to my bedroom, wondering if she had found the thong and if she even suspected anything. My worst fears were confirmed when I looked into the bathroom and saw no sign of my thong. She must have found it, I thought to myself. Now what do I do. I sat down on the edge of the bed and put my head into my hands, overcome with worry and anxiety. After a few moments I heard soft footsteps, and I looked up to see Melissa standing in the doorway. She was standing there, smiling, and held up the thong and asked, "Looking for this?" I swallowed hard and looked down, and said, "Melissa... I don't know... what to say..." "Oh, Mrs. Woods, you don't have to say anything, honest." "What do you mean?" "I mean, I think it's like totally wild, what you're doing with... your brother. Honest. I think it's really, really kinky, like totally hot." In disbelief, I asked, "You do?" "Oh, yeah. And I don't blame you, honest. He's really cute." I laughed, and asked, "So it doesn't creep you out?" "No, of course not." "And... you're not going to tell anyone... are you?" "No way! What you guys do is your own business... just like what you and I have done is our own business." "Melissa, I... I just..." She walked over to me, knelt down in front of me, and looked me in the eyes. She said, "Mrs. Woods, please, don't worry. Seriously. You've got my word I won't tell a soul. And I really do think this is pretty hot. How did it all start? I mean, how long have you guys been going at it?" I laughed, and said, "Oh, where to begin... do you really want to hear the whole story?" "Yes, I do... but first... I want... you." I laughed again, and said, "You really want me, an older woman, who's had a kid already?" "Oh yes, most definitely, Mrs. Woods. You're just so unbelievably yummy." She leaned up and kissed me, and I kissed her back. I couldn't help myself – her lips were so soft, so sweet and gentle, and her body was so yielding. We kissed gently and then she stood up and undressed. I stood up and undressed as well, and then we got into bed. We lay together, our bodies pressing against each other, her nipples hard with excitement, our legs intertwined. She reached her hand down and felt the residual wetness and come from Jeff, and smiled at me. We kissed for a few more minutes, and then she asked to hear how it had all started. At first I tried to keep it succinct, but she wanted details, and as I described our initial encounters together, I could tell both of us were getting aroused. I also tried hard to keep Denise and Doug out of the picture, but I slipped up twice by mentioning both Doug and Jeff, and she caught me on it. She was a little blown away to learn that both my brothers were lovers, but that only seemed to fuel the fire of her desire. Thankfully I was able to keep Denise a secret from her. I couldn't help but feel mentally exhausted from all the secrecy, and part of me was glad that the sexual escapades were coming to an end. Melissa was getting more and more excited as I talked about my relationship with Jeff and Doug, and as soon as I was done giving her the rundown, she attacked me with her lips, kissing me deeply over and over again. I was quite aroused as well and it wasn't long before we were playing with each other's clits. She was drenched and I knew I just had to taste that sweet, sugary pussy. I slid down to get between her legs, and she willingly spread them wide for me, closing her eyes and laying her head back in eager anticipation of the pleasure she was about to receive. I wasted no time in sampling the sweet, fresh wetness that was dripping everywhere, and as soon as my tongue made contact with her clit, she writhed in pleasure and let out a long, soft moan. I began to pleasure her slowly with my tongue and my lips, and also began to slide my fingers in and out of her pussy, which drove her crazy. Although I was enjoying giving her pleasure and tried hard to prolong it, she began to buck and twist as her orgasm shook her to the very core. She moaned uncontrollably and I had a hard time keeping my tongue on her clit and my fingers inside her as she climaxed. Eventually she lay exhausted, legs spread wide, softly panting. I moved up next to her and kissed her gently, and she responded with soft kisses of her own. It was so different, kissing a woman instead of a man, especially someone as young as Melissa. The voice in the back of my head began to accuse me of being with someone so young, but right then Melissa sat up and said it was her turn to pleasure me. I was not about to say no, and so lay back as she got between my legs. It was obvious she wanted to take her time, and began to slowly lick and kiss up both of my thighs, while gently stroking my pussy and clit with her fingertips. It was having the intended effect on me, because soon I had my eyes closed and was lost in continual sensual pleasure. I couldn't stop myself from crying out as her tongue and lips surrounded my clit, and moaned again as I felt first her tongue push up into my pussy, only to be followed by her fingers. As she sucked the last of Jeff's come out of my pussy, she began to bring me to my own explosive orgasm, and it was an extremely intense one – enough to cause me to gush my juices out onto her face as I squirmed and moaned loudly throughout the whole climax. She moved up and lay next to me, and after my orgasm had passed, gave me several gentle kisses, and then lay next to me quietly, her hand on my stomach, her leg over my leg. After resting a few moments, I asked her, "So, you really, honestly don't think I'm a sicko for having incestuous sex with my brothers?" She laughed, and said, "No, I don't... I'm sure there's lots of people out there that would... but not me, honest." "Good... I'm glad, and relieved, to be honest. I wasn't sure what you'd do once you figured it out." "Well, I definitely wouldn't say anything to anyone, that's for sure. And to be honest, it's actually got me thinking about the whole idea of incest." "Like how so?" "Well, I don't know... I guess... well, to be honest... I've caught my brother playing around with my underwear a couple of times... and he has walked in on me when I've been in the bathroom, or in my bedroom dressing. I'm just wondering if it is just the fact that he's a horny 18-year old guy, or if he really is interested in me, sexually." "That is a good question... I had no idea my brothers were interested in me, to be honest. I guess I was just too naïve to pick up on the signs, the looks, the clues. But from what they both tell me, they were hot for me for a long, long time. Since I was a teenager." "It makes me wonder about Todd, then... I mean, he is such a sweet guy, I love him to death... and I've had several of my friends tell me they think he's cute, and I would have to agree with them, honestly... but... I'm not sure if I could actually do it, could actually let him touch me, or fuck me." "True... there's no easy way to answer that question. It's definitely something to think about. Just be really careful. I'd hate to think what your mother would do if she found out." She laughed, and said, "I think she'd totally flip out, or something..." "When you caught him playing with your underwear, what was he doing?" "He had gotten them out of my dirty clothes basket in the laundry room, and was smelling them and jerking off with them." "Did he know you were watching?" "No, I don't think so." "Was he saying anything, or just playing with them?" "He was sniffing them, and then putting them around his dick as he stroked himself." "Did you see him come, at all?" "Oh yeah. He bunched them up and put them on the end of his dick, and came into them." "What did you do?" "I waited a while before going back, and then threw them right into the washing machine." "Did you see the come?" "Oh yeah... there was a lot." "How did you feel about the whole thing? I mean, were you grossed out, at all, or...?" "No, not really... it was just kind of surprising, that's all." "Well, it sounds like he might be interested... just be really careful about whatever you decide to do. If you think you might be interested in going further with him, you could always give him a test or two, to see how he reacts." "Like what?" "Like, leave a pair of your worn panties on top of your dirty clothes basket, for him to find. Or maybe leave the door open a crack to the bathroom, or your bedroom. See if you can catch him peeking in. Or maybe you can just talk to him about it. He seems like a pretty mature young man to me, but I've only talked with him once." "You might be right... I wonder if I could just talk to him about it. See what he thinks. Whatever I decide to do, it has to be fast. I go back to college in two weeks, but he has to leave at the end of next week for freshman indoctrination." "You guys aren't going to the same college?" "No, we'll be three or four hours apart, I think, depending on how you drive. He's just like me – ready to get out of the house and be out from under all the rules our mom sets on us." We both laughed, and I said, "Well, I envy you... college was one of the best times of my life, so I hope you enjoy your freedom while you have it." As we were lying there, the phone rang. I reached over and picked up the handset off of the bedside stand and answered it. It was Doug, calling to apologize for not meeting me at the house earlier, and wondering if he could come over and spend the evening with me. I told him he could, and asked if he wanted to come for dinner. He said he did, and would come over about 6 pm. I hung up the phone and looked at Melissa. She asked, "Was that one of your brothers?" "Yep... that was Doug. He's coming over for dinner, and I think he's planning on staying the night." "Oh wow, Mrs. Woods... that is so kinky... so you guys are going to have more sex?" "I think so... I've told him the same thing I told Jeff – when Greg gets back tomorrow, it all ends. And so I think he wants to be with me one last time, just like Jeff was last night. And I can't tell him no." "Wow... that is so hot... I wish I could be a fly on the wall. I'd love to watch." I looked at her and had a quick debate in my head. Should I try to figure out some way to sneak her into the house? I said, "Do you really want to?" "Of course! Are you kidding me?" "No... I'm just wondering... would you be able to sneak over, later tonight? You'd have to be absolutely silent, but I could leave the gate on the side of the house open, and you could come in through the side door in the garage." "No way, seriously? I mean, I would love that, but I don't want to impose." "You wouldn't be imposing. It would be really kinky for me to know you were watching. But you couldn't make a noise." "No problem. I'm good at sneaking into the house after my curfew, anyway. My mom is a heavy sleeper." "Would you be able to come over about midnight?" "Definitely. Where do you want me to hide?" "Well, it's supposed to be a warm, clear evening, so I think I'm going to suggest to Doug that we put some cushions and blankets down on the patio and enjoy ourselves out there. The best place for you would be in the living room. Wait in the laundry room until you hear us go outside. Does that sound ok?" "Sounds great! Thank you for letting me come over!" "My pleasure! I'll leave the sliding glass door from the living room open – you should be able to hear and see just about everything." "Oh, Mrs. Woods, this is awesome, thank you. I can't wait. This is going to be so incredibly kinky." "I know... I think we'll all enjoy it, but for different reasons." We got out of bed and got dressed, and kissed several more times before she went home. I spent the rest of the afternoon with Brayden, trying my best to extinguish the voice in the back of my head that was throwing accusations and guilt trips my way. Instead I tried to focus on what lay ahead for that evening, which was relatively effective at shutting up the voice – but was equally effective at heightening my arousal. I found myself counting down the minutes until Doug showed up. When Brayden went down for his afternoon nap, I took a shower and got my body ready for Doug to enjoy. It took me a while to pick out an outfit, and for some reason I was feeling romantic, so I dug out the slinky red satin dress I kept in the back of my closet and tried it on. It had had spaghetti straps and came down to mid-thigh, accentuating my curvy hips. Unfortunately it did nothing for my pathetic cleavage, but I knew that Doug wasn't too focused on that part of my body. The dress, coupled with the red satin thong I had in my drawer, completed the outfit. I couldn't wait to put it on. I got dinner started – a light salad followed up by some pasta and a bottle of red wine, and decided to go all out and set the dining room table with candles. Playing with Brayden after his nap helped to distract me from the war of thoughts going on in my head. I had him fed and happy with his toys by 5:45pm, which gave me just enough time to get changed, put on makeup, and do one last touch-up to my hair. Dinner was ready and the candles were lit. All that was missing was my lover – my brother. Doug promptly showed up at 6, and couldn't take his eyes off of me. He was truly speechless, and when he finally found his tongue he used it first to flood me with complements about how great I looked, and then used it to get me even more aroused by kissing me deeply in the dining room several times. We finally broke apart and sat down to dinner. I had to admit it was incredibly romantic, and for some reason, also incredibly erotic. We made small talk while we ate and drank, but it was clear that both of us were thoroughly in the mood and ready for the fun to begin. I cleared the plates from the table and went and checked on Brayden, and then came back into the living room and asked Doug if he was ready for dessert. "You know what I want for dessert." I smiled coyly, and said, "I do? What?" He smiled back at me, and then pushed his chair back and reached out and took me by the hips, pulling me in front of him. I put my hands on his shoulders while his hands roved up and down my legs, first over the dress, and then under it. He found the waistband of the thong and slowly pulled down on it. I spread my legs slightly to allow the thong to slide off, and then stepped out of it as he slid it past my ankles. He set it on the table, and then pushed me up against the table. I sat up on the edge of the table and put my hands behind me, leaning back as he pushed up my dress. I spread my legs for him as he scooted his chair forward and leaned in to lick and suck my pussy. I was trembling slightly and could tell I was dripping wet, but he took his time making his way to my clit, which was agonizingly erotic. Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 05 I looked down and watched as his tongue finally found what it was looking for. I closed my eyes and let out a long gasp of pleasure, letting my head fall back, feeling my hair cascade off of my shoulders. I stayed that way for what seemed like an eternity, completely enveloped in the pleasure I was receiving from Doug's tongue as he probed and sucked and licked my wetness. Finally I opened my eyes and caught a glance of myself in the window. I had put the shades down and turned the lights to a lower setting, wanting the candles to cast their own warm, romantic glow. Thus I could see a reflection of both Doug and I in the plate glass window. I was mesmerized watching myself being eaten by Doug, and that acted as the catalyst for the orgasm that had slowly been building deep within me. Soon my body was shaking and I was moaning loudly as wave after wave of deep, intense pleasure shot through me. Doug was completely focused on my pleasure and caught every last drop of the juices that gushed out of me as I climaxed. As my orgasm left me, I put my elbows on the table and lay back even further while Doug finished licking and sucking up the last drops of my pussy juices. Without a word, he stood up, unbuckled his jeans, and dropped them to the floor. His cock was fully erect and the tip was wet with precum. I once again marveled at how long he was, and was amazed to think that I could take all of that inside me. It only took a minute for him to prove that I could indeed take it in, as he quickly guided his cock to the entrance of my pussy and then thrust his hips forward. We both let out low moans as he slid into me. It took several thrusts for my wetness to coat his entire shaft, but soon he was fucking me deep and hard. He leaned in and we kissed deeply several times, and then he kissed my chest, indicating he wanted to suck on my breasts. I reached in and pulled them out for him to suck on, which he greedily did. I tilted my head back and turned once again to look in the window at the reflection, once again fascinated at watching myself being fucked on the dining room table by my brother. The image got me thinking about the table itself. Greg and I had spent months looking for a dining room set we both liked, just after Brayden was born, and we finally had agreed on the one that now filled our dining room. I still remembered the day it was delivered, and how Greg had come home early to see how it looked. I had suggested to him that we needed to "inaugurate" it by having some fun on it, but he had only laughed and said that we couldn't because I was still recovering from the birth. I didn't have the heart to tell him that it had been 4 months already and the doctor had cleared me weeks before to have sex again. I remembered thinking that he would have been all over me if we had gotten the table a year earlier. But now... well, now here I was, getting a good, hard fucking on the table. Only it wasn't from Greg, but from my own brother Doug. I watched my breasts sway back and forth as Doug continued to pump me hard and deep. Doug's cock was giving my pussy quite a bit of pleasure, and I was quickly becoming aroused again, but knew it would be some time before I would reach orgasm. I could tell by Doug's breathing that he was on the verge of coming, and soon saw him arch back while his cock slammed inside me, spraying shot after shot of his thick come deep inside my pussy. He held his cock inside me for a long time, his eyes closed, head back, savoring the moment, savoring the fact that he had just fucked his little sister yet again, this time on her dining room table. Without looking at me, he said, "Damn, Brina... you feel so amazingly good, did you know that? Your pussy is so hot... so wet... so tight... and so incredibly delicious..." I smiled and said, "Thanks! I bet not every sister gets to hear that from her brother." He opened his eyes and looked at me, and we both laughed. He pulled out of me and sat down in the chair, staring at my pussy as he played with his limp cock. I sat up and put my hands on my knees, spreading my legs, and watched as several huge globs of creamy white come dripped out of me and onto the table. I heard Brayden begin to fuss, and hopped off the table. Another huge blob dripped out and splattered loudly on the hardwood floor. Doug said, "I'll clean up while you take care of him." "Thanks, but please relax... I need to give him a bath and put him to bed, so it might be a little while." By this time Brayden was crying, so I quickly grabbed a couple tissues from the box in the kitchen and scooped as much of Doug's come out of my pussy as I could, throwing the tissues in the trash under the sink. I washed my hands and then took him to the bathroom and gave him a bath. He was tired and was ready for bed, but had a hard time falling asleep. As I was rocking him to sleep the little voice in the back of my head began to comment on what a good mother I must be for putting him to sleep in nothing but a short, slutty red dress, my thighs smeared with my brother's come. Thankfully he went to sleep, and I was able to distract myself by going back out to the dining room to find Doug. He wasn't there, but I could see he had done the dishes and cleaned up the dining room and the kitchen. I found him lying in my bed, playing with the red thong I had worn under my dress. As I came into the room he looked up and said, "You know, I sort of see now why Jeff has such a thing for lingerie..." I sighed and smiled, and said, "You're just as bad as him, you know that?" "Yeah, I know." "So why the sad look?" "Well, I just am going to miss this part of our relationship, once Greg gets back. I know we haven't been intimate for that long, but... well, I've just... it's just been nice, you know? To be intimate with someone you love, someone you trust." "So you don't have that, with all the other ladies you have sex with?" He laughed and said, "Come on now... there's only two other women, and I only see them once or twice a year. And no – I don't have that with them. As bad as it sounds, the sex I have with them is... work-related. Sort of." "My brother... the male prostitute." "Well, you don't have to put it like that. I mean... it's just part of me making my clients happy... and doing whatever it takes to keep them happy." "Ok, ok... I'm just teasing. I am glad you feel that way towards me. And I'm going to miss this intimacy, too, you know. Honest. But for my own mental health, I just... it just has to stop." "I know, and I understand. We all do." I slipped out of the dress and got in bed next to him. We held each other, enjoying the warmth of each other's bodies, giving each other gentle caresses, for almost an hour. Finally, Doug said, "Are you... ready for more fun?" I looked up at him and kissed him, and said, "What do you think?" He laughed softly and leaned in to kiss me. Our bodies came together, legs entwining as our lips and tongues met each other in slow, drawn-out passionate kisses. Although I could feel his cock quickly harden, we kissed and caressed each other for quite some time, allowing our desire for each other to build until we couldn't wait another second for our bodies to be joined together. I climbed on top of him and sank down on his cock. My pussy was soaked with my thick wetness and he slid into me easily. I rode his cock slowly, arching back and closing my eyes, focusing on the sensation of him penetrating me to my very core, and then leaning forward and letting him suckle from my breasts, kissing him deeply and passionately as he thrust into me. After almost 10 minutes, he whispered, "This is fun but... I want to taste more of that sweet, sweet pussy of yours..." I smiled and slid off of him, getting on top of him in the 69 position. I let him eat me for a while before I leaned down to suck him, and wished that Melissa was there to watch from somewhere hidden. But it was just barely 9pm and my thoughts drifted back to the bliss Doug's tongue was giving to me. He was quickly stirring up an orgasm within me, so in order to prolong the fun I decided to distract myself and get busy sucking Doug's cock. I leaned forward and took his cock in my hand, bringing the tip up to my mouth. It was coated with my pussy juices, and I opened my mouth and slid my tongue out to lick off the juices. Doug shuddered underneath me, and I realized he was more than ready for me to suck him, so I opened wide and took as much of his cock as I could into my mouth. I began to suck his cock harder, using my tongue to play across the head of his cock. As soon as he felt that, he began to attack my pussy with his tongue and lips, and after only a few moments of that I felt my body begin to spasm. I took his cock out of my mouth and lifted my head, moaning and gasping as a quick, electric orgasm hit me. As soon as it came it was gone, and I went back to sucking Doug. After several more minutes I could feel his body trembling, and he was having a hard time sucking and eating my pussy, which signaled to me that he was about to come. I sucked him deeply and felt a hot burst of come hit the back of my mouth. I sucked and stroked his cock as I felt more and more come shoot out of his cock and fill my mouth. I swallowed several times and continued to suck until I got the last tiny glob out of his cock. I got off of him and turned off the light before climbing into bed next to him. We kissed briefly before we both drifted off to sleep. I slept lightly, and woke with a start, wondering if we had slept past midnight. I looked at the clock and saw that it was only 11:45pm. I wondered if Melissa had snuck in through the side gate yet. Doug was sound asleep, so I quietly got up to see if she was in the house yet, but didn't find her. I made sure the gate and back door were ajar, and then went back and tried to wake up Doug with soft, gentle kisses. I had forgotten that he was such a heavy sleeper, and had to shake him by the shoulders while saying his name loudly in order to wake him up. I told him that the evening was beautiful, and that I wanted to have some kinky sex out in the back yard. That woke him up enough to get moving, but he was still in a daze. I quickly gathered up the thick quilts and blankets that were in the hall closet, and then guided Doug down the hall towards the back yard. As we were heading outside I heard a creak come from the laundry room. I peeked back inside while Doug was getting the blankets spread out, and saw Melissa come quietly into the kitchen. We waved to each other, and then I went outside and sat down next to Doug. The moon was high in the sky and was almost full, so there was plenty of moonlight shining down on our naked bodies. I could tell he was really sleepy, but also saw his cock was becoming hard again. I think he was aroused by being naked outside under the full moon, just like I was. I peeked behind us and saw Melissa's face peering out of the living room. I took that as my cue and leaned in to kiss Doug. We kissed briefly and then he pulled me onto his lap, my legs wrapped around him. We kissed for a few more minutes, and then I told him I wanted to suck him again. He smiled and lay back, closing his eyes. I made sure the angle was right for Melissa and then began to slowly suck his cock. I sucked him for a few minutes, feeling his cock harden and lengthen. Then I moved down and straddled his face. He willingly began to lick and suck my pussy, and it felt wonderful to feel him eat me. But at the same time I couldn't help but compare the differences between what Doug was doing to my pussy and how Melissa's soft, probing tongue felt when she was between my legs. After a few minutes, I moved back and began to ride his cock slowly. I had oriented our bodies such that Melissa had a perfect view from behind me, and I tried to make sure she could watch Doug's cock slide in and out of me. I turned my head to look over my shoulder and saw Melissa fixated on just that. It made me dizzy with arousal. I leaned forward and whispered into Doug's ear that I wanted him to fuck me from behind, hard and slow. He mumbled ok, and he got behind me while I got on my hands and knees and positioned myself so that Melissa would see us from the side. He slid into me and took me by the hips, thrusting forward forcefully, sliding his entire shaft in and out with each stroke. My head was spinning and I began to talk dirty, begging him to fuck me, to give his little sister a good fucking, and to fill me with his come. He willingly complied, and started to talk dirty back to me. After fucking me for several minutes, his thrusting became more rapid and I knew he was getting close. He kept saying, "Oh Brina... oh Brina... I'm going to come in you so deep..." "Come in me, Doug... please... I want you to come in me so bad..." "I'm going to fill you with my come... coming... coming..." And with that he groaned loudly as he thrust convulsively into me, gripping my hips and pulling me down onto his cock, even as it spurted huge gobs of thick come into my very core. He briefly held his cock inside me, and then pulled out and lay back on the blankets. Within a minute he was fast asleep, snoring softly. I waited a few moments to make sure he was out, and then turned my head to look for Melissa. I saw her looking at me, and she smiled. I gave her the quiet sign and then waved at her to come out onto the patio. I had arched my hips to try and keep the load of come inside my pussy, and when Melissa finally came and sat down next to me, I asked her if she wanted to eat Doug's come out of me. She nodded enthusiastically. I had her get one of the spare blankets to lie on, and then I straddled her face in the 69 position. I felt her tongue begin to play across my pussy, and tilted my body up to let the come begin draining. She let out a soft moan as the first glob slid out into her mouth, and I felt her eagerly scoop up each glob with her tongue. She continued to lick and suck even after she had gotten most of it out, and before I could stop myself I was coming loudly. After the first cry I hurriedly looked up to see if it had woken Doug up. He was still snoring softly and so I relaxed immediately and let the orgasm wash over me. I noticed that Melissa was wearing a long nightgown, and pulled it up to get access to her pussy. She was not wearing any panties and her pussy was overflowing with wetness. I immediately began to suck and lick it up, and once again marveled at how sweet and fresh it tasted. After a few minutes I felt her stop eating me, and heard her whisper, "Mrs. Woods!" I got off of her and she sat up. She whispered, "Do you think... do you think I could suck him, just for a little while? I'd love to taste his cock, with your juices all over it." I knew Doug was fast asleep, and decided I would let her suck it while I monitored him for any sign of waking up. I moved up on one side of him, ready to intercept him if he woke up, while Melissa straddled his legs and leaned over his glistening, limp cock. I watched her gently take his cock in her hand and put it into her mouth. She smiled at me and began to suck and lick my juices off the cock. It was highly erotic for both of us. Doug continued to sleep, although he did move several times while she was sucking his cock. She apparently knew what she was doing, because it slowly began to get erect again. She continued to suck it, and soon it was fully erect – and Doug was still asleep, although it had become a restless sleep. But by now my head was already spinning with erotic thoughts, and so I asked Melissa if she wanted to fuck him. She nodded eagerly once again. I told her to let me get him wet with my pussy first, since I wasn't sure if her thin frame would be able to take his cock, and I wanted there to be as much lubrication as possible for her. She nodded and moved out of the way, so that I could straddle him. I got on top and slid down onto his cock, and rode him slowly. He made some low, soft moans of pleasure, but did not open his eyes. I turned to look at Melissa, to see if she was ready, and she smiled. I slid off of Doug and sat next to him while Melissa straddled him and guided his cock to her pussy. Watching her pussy slowly swallow every inch of his cock was one of the most erotic things I have ever seen. She tried hard to not make a sound, but her breathing became ragged as inch after inch of his shaft disappeared inside of her pussy. It took a few moments for her pussy to stretch and accommodate his cock, but soon she was slowly moving up and down, taking his entire length inside. I wasn't sure how it was possible, but there I was, seeing it from less than a foot away. It was truly amazing. I was so enraptured with watching her fuck him that I forgot I was supposed to be paying attention to Doug, to make sure he didn't wake up. He once again got restless, and I leaned in and whispered into his ear, moaning and crying and saying how good it felt to be fucked by his cock. He moaned again, and lifted up his hands to reach down and hold what he thought was my body, but in reality was Melissa's. I grabbed his hands and directed them to my breasts. He moaned again and played with my nipples. Seeing Melissa ride him while getting my nipples squeezed and caressed made me dizzy again with lust. I leaned back and asked Melissa if she wanted him to come inside her, and she nodded and smiled. Then I leaned forward and begged Doug to come. He moaned and smiled, and after a few more minutes he began to twitch and groan. I knew he was coming inside Melissa. I looked back at her and she had her eyes closed, a look of pure delight on her face. As soon as Doug settled down and was snoring again, she slid off of him and sat down on a blanket. This time it was my turn to eat the come out of her, and I was so aroused that I immediately got between her legs and began to suck as much as I could out of her. I didn't realize that she was close to coming, but as I sucked and ate her she began to shake. I knew she was coming but was trying to be quiet about it. Her shuddering stopped and I heard her gasp over and over for a few minutes. Eating Doug's come out of her was incredibly delicious, but I also wanted to taste her pussy on his cock, so I moved over and gently sucked him for a few minutes. Melissa and I got up and went into the living room and sat on the couch. We kissed each other deeply, and I tasted the exotic flavor of all our juices mixed together. Our hands roved over each other's bodies, and as her fingers touched my clit, I let out a loud gasp, which made her realize how aroused I was by the play out on the patio. She got on her hands and knees and I spread my legs willingly for her, anticipating her tongue on my clit and in my pussy. She eagerly began to suck and lick me, and focused in on my clit. I tried hard to make the pleasure last, but couldn't hold back and soon was filled with warmth and pleasure as my orgasm spread out from my pussy to the ends of my fingers and toes and ears. We sat on the couch and talked quietly for a while, and then she had to go. I saw her out the side gate, and then woke Doug up to get him back into bed. I don't think he ever fully woke up, and I finally got him settled and back asleep before I crawled in next to him and drifted off. The alarm didn't have a chance to wake me up, as Brayden began crying at 5:30am. I got him back to sleep, but by then it was almost 6am and I decided to stay up and get Doug off to work. The alarm was quite effective at getting him up, and by the time he was out of the shower and dressed I had coffee and breakfast waiting for him on the kitchen counter. I sat next to him on the couch while he finished his cup of coffee. He put his cup down, and said, "So." "So...?" Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 05 "So, this is it." "You mean, no more sex?" He sighed, and said, "Yep." "I'm sorry, honest, but I know you understand." "I do. I just... I wish..." "What?" He thought for a minute, and then a smile broke across his face. He asked, "You said no more sex after Greg gets back... right?" "That's right. He gets in this afternoon." "So... theoretically, since he hasn't gotten back yet..." I laughed and said, "I thought you had to get going to your office!" "I can afford to be late on a day like today..." I smiled at him, and said, "Once more, for the road, then?" He grinned, and said, "Do you remember when we were all together? Jeff and Denise, and you and I, over at Mom and Dad's house?" "Of course... how could I forget that!" "Do you remember us doing it out on the couch, on their patio, listening to the rain?" "Yes... that was wonderful. Very passionate." "Could we... do that again?" "Well, it's not raining... and we're not going out in my backyard in broad daylight to do that." "No, no... I mean... right here... on this couch." "Oh! Sure, of course." We leaned in and began to kiss each other, our hands gently touching each other, pulling each other closer. His kisses were gentle and sweet, and I knew he was intent on making love to me, not just fucking me. We kissed deeply, and then he began to pull my robe apart to caress my naked body underneath, first caressing my breasts and waist and legs, and then moving to my pussy. I instinctively spread my legs as he moved his hand up my thigh and began to stroke my clit. By now my hand had found his hard cock under his jeans, and I was tugging at his belt and zipper. We stopped kissing so that he could get undressed, and I stood up and slipped off my robe, letting it fall to the floor. I stood there in front of my brother, completely naked, nipples erect, ready to make passionate love to him, to take him inside me, one last time. He finally got undressed and sat back, and I straddled him and we began to kiss again. He whispered, "I love you so much, Brina... so very much..." and I whispered, "I love you too, Doug" back to him. He put his hands on my hips and had me turn around, so that my back was to his chest. I straddled his lap and leaned forward so that he could guide his cock into my pussy. I felt him enter me, and I slid back, slowly taking his shaft inside. His hands began to caress my breasts and nipples and stomach, while he buried his face in my hair, breathing in deeply. I slowly rode his cock, moaning as I felt him squeeze my nipple with one hand, while the other played with my clit. I turned my head and arched back so that I could kiss him deeply. We made passionate love slowly, deeply, for what seemed like hours. Neither of us wanted it to end, and yet I could feel a powerful, electric orgasm growing in my very core, and knew there would be no stopping my orgasm. Doug kept whispering, "Oh, Brina... oh Brina..." and for some reason it pushed me over the edge. Flashes of light went off in my head and then my orgasm hit like a wave breaking on the rocks. I let out a loud cry and felt my pussy gush juices as my climax shook my body over and over again. My orgasm triggered Doug's, and I felt his body spasm as he filled my pussy to overflowing with his huge globs of come. I leaned back against his chest, feeling his warmth, feeling his body settle down after what must have been a powerful orgasm for him, as it was for me. We sat there in silence for a few moments, his arms wrapped around me, his head resting on my back. He had to get going – he was late as it was – but he couldn't bring himself to pull out of me. He wanted to stay inside me as long as he could, and I wanted him there as well. Brayden's cries from his bedroom finally broke the spell. I slowly got off of him and bent over to pick up my robe, even as a thick glob of come dripped out of my pussy and dribbled down my thigh. I took the front of my robe and tried to wipe up as much as I could, and went and put some panties on before going in to get Brayden. By the time I got back out to the living room, Doug was putting his shoes on and getting ready to go. "I love you, Doug. Thanks for a great night." "I should be thanking you, Brina. That was probably the best night of my life, period." "It was pretty kinky, I have to admit." If only you knew, I thought to myself. He leaned in to kiss me one more time, and said, "I love you, Sister. I always have, always will." "I know." We kissed one more time, deeply, passionately, and then he was gone. I got Brayden fed and got the house straightened up. I was putting a load of dirty sheets and clothes into the washing machine when Melissa arrived to watch Brayden. We kissed and then she said, "Last night was amazing, Mrs. Woods! I still can't believe what we did... that was like totally kinky!" "It was pretty erotic, I have to admit... seeing you ride him was... wow. Amazing." "Tell me about it. I wasn't sure I'd be able to do it... once I got going I was ok. It's just been a really long time since I've been with a guy." "Well, Doug didn't say anything about it when he got up this morning, so I think our secret is safe." "Good... I just can't stop thinking about it, and it's made me wonder even more about Todd, about doing it with him. Maybe it would be just as kinky as last night." "Well, depending on how he reacts, I'd say it would be even more erotic than last night. Instead of being with some older guy, you'd be doing it with your very own brother." "Oooh... that is very true... maybe it's time I give him a test, to see how he reacts... I mean, he's got less than a week before he leaves for college." "What did you have in mind?" "Well, Sunday, my Mom's going to be gone all afternoon... so it will just be us at home. I was thinking I'd read on my bed in just my underwear... but leave the door open wide. See what happens." "Interesting... you're sure you want to go down that route?" "I think so... it's not like I'm forcing him to look... if nothing happens, then he's not really interested, or he's not ready... or I'm not ready. Who knows." "I understand... just be really careful, ok?" "Of course!" "Ok... I'm going to go take a quick shower and then head over to do my chores." She nodded and went off to play with Brayden. I showered and dressed and went over to Mom and Dad's to do my chores. As I was finishing up, Denise arrived. She walked into the house and said, "Hello, Sabrina, I was hoping to catch you here!" "Hi Denise, I'm just finishing up... trying to make sure there isn't any evidence or our activities." She laughed and said, "Good idea... listen, I spoke briefly with Doug this morning, and he was all aglow about last night... you two must have really enjoyed each other." "Oh, we did. It was fantastic. I know he's really sad that it's over, and trust me, I am too. I've thoroughly enjoyed all that we've done, but... I think I'm going to go crazy if I don't put a stop to it." "I understand completely. It is a lot to manage, and you've got Greg to consider. But, before you headed off, I was wondering if you might have some time to spend with me?" I smiled and said, "Of course! I would love that." "Shall we head back to the bedroom?" I smiled at her and followed her back to Mom and Dad's bedroom. As I followed her I looked over her figure, and still couldn't believe she looked as good as she did, even after having three children. She was wearing a pair of shorts with a matching blouse, and of course looked prim, proper, and perfect compared to my pony tail, jeans, and sweater. We stood in front of the bed and began to kiss deeply and slowly. Soon our hands were roving over each others' bodies, and pieces of clothing began to fall off. Once we were both naked, we moved to the bed and lay next to each other. I lay back and spread my legs while she stroked my clit and sucked on my breasts. It was all so natural now, being with another woman, being with Denise. We were so familiar with each other's bodies, and she very quickly got me aroused. She pulled me on top of her and we kissed, our bodies pressed together, and then she told me to straddle her face, which I willingly did. She began to eat my pussy in earnest, even as her hands moved up and caressed my stomach and breasts. I closed my eyes and focused on the pleasure, letting out soft moans as an indication of how much I was enjoying the attention. After a few minutes she asked if we could switch, and so I got off of her and lay back while she straddled my face. Her pussy was extraordinarily wet with her thick juices, and I took my time sucking and licking them all up. I was reminded once again at how different her flavor was, compared to Melissa's – how Denise tasted tangy and musky, compared to the sweet sugar-water flavor of Melissa. It only got me more aroused and I began to focus in on Denise's clit, bringing her to an explosive and intense orgasm after eating her juicy, luscious pussy for almost 10 minutes. She collapsed into bed next to me and lay there for a few minutes, her breathing and moans subsiding as her orgasm ebbed from her body. She knew I was extremely aroused, and after another minute of rest got up and began kissing my body, starting first with my lips, then neck, breasts, stomach, and thighs. I spread my legs for her and she got in between. She slowly licked and kissed up my thighs until she got to my pussy. Her gentle tongue made contact with my clit and sent a bolt of lightning through my body. I moaned and whimpered and arched my back, which encouraged her to start licking and sucking my pussy with enthusiasm. I lay there, eyes closed, soaking up the erotic pleasure she was giving me with her amazingly talented tongue. A mild but long-lasting orgasm spread through my body and left me slowly writing and moaning in pure sexual delight. After resting for a few moments, I opened my eyes and saw Denise lying next to me, watching me. She smiled, and asked, "Was that good?" "Oh yes... very good. Lasted for a long time." "Mmmm. Good. After the amazing orgasm you gave me, it's the least I could do." "I learned from the best." "Why, thank you!" "You're welcome, and I mean it... your tongue is amazing." "So I've been told... if only Jeff and Doug were here to join us." "I'm sure they wish they were! It has been so much fun becoming intimate with them, and with you. All the kinkiness has totally blown me away... never in my life did I think I would have done all that I have done, much less with my brothers." "I know... it is pretty kinky, isn't it." "Oh yes... and I think what made it more erotic for me was that I'm not on the pill, and we didn't use condoms. I mean, I guess in the back of my mind I knew we were ok, because they've both had vasectomies... but still, the thought of them coming inside me and getting me pregnant was very, very arousing." The smile on Denise's face changed into a thoughtful frown, and she looked away. I said, "What? Did I say something wrong, or...?" "No, it's just... I mean... are you serious when you said you aren't on the pill?" "Yes. I haven't had a chance to go back in and get the prescription for them. I probably should. Why?" I began to grow concerned when Denise shook her head and frowned again. I said, "What? Tell me what you're thinking!" "I don't know how to say this, Sabrina... you were right about Jeff – he did have a vasectomy years ago. But Doug... he hasn't had one. That's one of the main reasons I'm still on birth control." I was stunned to the point of being speechless. Even as I tried to form words in my head I could feel my gut tighten into a hard knot and could feel a wave of panic building within me. "What... what are you saying, Denise? I don't... what do you mean?" "Oh, Sabrina... Doug has never had a vasectomy. And you're not on the pill. And you two have..." I didn't even let her finish her sentence before I was out of the bed, hurriedly putting my clothes on, the whole time crying under my breath, "Oh no... no, no, no..." I rushed out of the house and got in my car. The little voice in the back of my head began to laugh at me, saying things like, "What's it like to have your brother get you pregnant?" and, "This is what you get for being your brother's whore." The tears began to spill from my eyes as I got onto the highway and headed for the pharmacy by my house. Could it be true? Could I already be pregnant with Doug's baby? How far along did I have to be to take a home pregnancy test? I pulled my hair as I drove, trying to remember if I had ever stopped to think about asking Doug if he had gotten a vasectomy or not. I just assumed that since Jeff had one, Doug had one too. And how many times had he fucked me? How many times had his cock exploded inside of me, filling me with his come, his seed? Twice last night, and once this morning, and I couldn't even count all the times before that. Oh, what was I thinking... and I really was at the peak of my ovulation cycle. Somehow I just knew I was pregnant, knew that everyone would find out that it wasn't Greg who impregnated me, but my very own brother. What would I say to people? What could I say? I parked in front of the pharmacy and did my best to control my raging emotions. I tried to act nonchalant as I made my way to the feminine section, and could barely control myself when I found the pregnancy tests. I grabbed two different brands and walked to the bathroom in the pharmacy. Shaking with fear, I went in and sat down in one of the stalls. My hands were trembling so bad that I had a hard time getting the test out. I followed the instructions for taking the test, and then closed my eyes and tried to relax and breathe before I looked at the results. Negative. I let out a long sigh, and then opened the other brand and took the test again. Negative. I breathed another sigh of relief, and began reading the detailed instructions to see how long I should wait, to test myself again, just to make sure. I picked up another pregnancy test on my way out and told the cashier to charge me for three of the tests. She smiled at me and said, "I hope you got the result you wanted." I tried to laugh, but I was mentally and emotionally exhausted, and she could tell. I drove home in a daze and went inside. Melissa was just putting Brayden down for his nap, which gave me a moment to collect myself and make some tea. I looked at the clock and saw that it was almost noon. Greg would be home in 4 hours. Melissa came out of Brayden's room and sat down next to me. She could see I was a wreck, and said, "Mrs. Woods, are you ok?" I smiled at her and said, "Yes... I am... just had a fright, that's all." "Oh, did you almost get in an accident?" I decided to leave it at that, and said, "Yes... almost had a head-on collision, to be honest." "Wow... that is scary... but you're ok now, right?" "Yes. I think so." "Did you want me to stick around, or...?" "No, but thank you for the offer. I think I'm going to take a nap and then get ready for Greg to come home." "Ok, well, I'm going to take off then... would it be ok if I came by tomorrow, for a little while? To talk about Sunday... with Todd." I was still in a state of mental shock, and gave her a confused look. She said, "You know... about seeing if he wants to mess around, on Sunday afternoon?" "Oh... oh! I remember now... sorry. Yes, of course. And Melissa, please tell me, you're on the pill, right?" "Yep... why?" "No reason. Just wondering. I need to make an appointment for that myself." Melissa went home and I headed straight for my bed. Although I was exhausted it took a while for me to drift off to sleep. Brayden woke me up just after 2pm, and I spent the next few hours cleaning and finishing up the laundry while also playing with Brayden. I also talked with Denise, who had confirmed with Doug that he had never had a vasectomy. I told her the results of my pregnancy tests and told her I was going to test myself again in a few weeks, to make sure I was ok. As we drove to the airport to pick up Greg, a ball of anxiety began to grow in my stomach as I thought about all of the phone conversations we had had about his training and about his work partner, Stacy. I tried hard to convince myself that I was imagining things between them, and it didn't help that the little voice in the back of my head reminded me of the fact that I had been a complete whore for the last two weeks. I had willingly let both of my brothers repeatedly fuck me in the pussy and the ass. I had been in three-ways with them and with Denise. And how many times had I been with Melissa? Based on that review, courtesy of the little voice in the back of my head, could I really be upset if Greg had cheated with Stacy? It only made my thoughts even more confused. Nevertheless, we had a joyful reunion at the airport, and Brayden was extremely happy to see his daddy again. We went out for dinner and got home late. Brayden was very cranky and so I gave him a quick bath and got him settled into bed. As I was coming out of his bedroom I heard Greg hang up from a phone conversation. We talked about weekend plans, and I was a bit surprised to find out that he needed to go in to work at noon to meet with his new boss, to discuss his training project and what his new job responsibilities would be. We headed for bed, and did have sex, although it was over as soon as he was finished coming. It felt obligatory, nothing more, and gave me more anxiety over the status of our marriage. It also didn't help that the little voice in the back of my head kept asking me if I was wishing I was getting fucked by one of my brothers' massive cocks, instead of Greg's cock. And I had to admit that I did. Saturday morning came, and the three of us went over to take care of the chores at Mom and Dad's house. We came home around 11am, and Greg left about a half hour later, saying he would be back around 3pm. I fought back the suspicions that were hovering around the back of my mind. I couldn't put a finger on it, but there was something in between Greg and me. We just weren't as close as we had been in the past, and something had changed in the two weeks he had been gone. He just felt distant, distracted, his mind on other things. Melissa did stop by briefly and we talked more about what she was planning on doing on Sunday afternoon. She had just gone shopping and proudly showed me the black satin thong she had bought to wear for the "test". Her mom was going to be gone from 12 to 6pm, which gave her plenty of time to see if Todd really was interested in her. I told her to be careful and to make sure it was what she really wanted. We kissed briefly and then she went home. Saturday evening helped to allay some of my fears and anxieties, as we decided to stay home and watch movies. It was a very enjoyable evening and I was feeling very reassured when we went to bed, particularly after Greg made it clear he wanted to have sex again, although he insisted on having all the lights off. This time it was much more passionate and he lasted much longer, allowing me to come as well. Sunday was another good day, although it rained all morning and afternoon. Denise had called and said she would take care of the chores over at Mom and Dad's house, which was a nice break for me. Greg played with Brayden until he went down for his nap, and then planted himself in front of the television and watched sports. I got caught up on housework and then went grocery shopping. As I was getting into the car to head home, my cell phone rang. It was Melissa. "Hi, Mrs. Woods, you'll never guess what happened!" Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 06 "Tell me every gory detail!" I said as I got into my car. "Ok. Well, so like as soon as mom left I stripped down to just the thong and a tank top. I was already getting wet, I was so turned on. But I was also nervous, in case I was totally wrong about him. So anyway I laid on my stomach on my bed reading a book, or at least trying to, and left my door open." "And did he walk by?" "Yes, but it took him forever! I heard him coming and I got really nervous but pretended to be reading. He walked by but kept going and I got a little disappointed, but then I heard him walk back to my door, really softly." "So was he peeking in?" "I couldn't tell, but I thought I would shift around a little to see what would happen, so I did, and spread my legs a little bit more. I could totally hear him breathing after that. I was like really nervous and didn't know what to do, but I knew I had to do something, so I looked over my shoulder and said, 'Hey, Todd'. At first I didn't hear anything and didn't see him, but eventually I saw him peek around the corner. He was totally fixated on my ass and was pretty much speechless. I told him to come in, and he did, slowly." By now I could feel myself becoming aroused, and told Melissa to keep going. She continued, "So he like came in and I rolled onto my side and told him to sit down. He was really nervous and I was too, but I was getting turned on too. It was really weird. Anyway, we talked a little more, and then I said that it was nice having mom gone and that she wouldn't be back for a while, like three hours. He just kind of nodded and smiled, and he couldn't keep his eyes off of my body. I smiled at him and said, 'I can't believe you're checking your sister out.' He smiled, and said, 'I'm not the one laying on the bed in a thong with the door open.' We laughed and joked a bit, and then I said, 'You want to mess around with me, don't you.' And he got really serious, and said, 'sort of, yeah' and I said, 'its ok, it might be kind of kinky to fool around with my little brother.' He looked up and said, 'Really, like seriously', and I said, 'Yes'. And then he reached out and put his hand on my ass, and his hand was totally shaking. I rolled onto my back and he slid his hand up my shirt and felt me up, and then I spread my legs and he put his hand on my pussy. I could see him starting to get hard so I put my hand on his dick. He stood up and slid his boxers and shorts off, and I was like, 'Wow, you're bigger than I thought.' He just kind of stood there and I didn't know what to do, but then I thought of you and your brothers, and decided it was now or never, so I started sucking his dick." In my head I was imagining the whole scene, and I began to get very aroused. I was still sitting in my car in the parking lot, and quickly looked around to see if anyone was nearby. I didn't see anyone so I slid my hand up under my skirt and began to stroke my pussy through my panties as I listened to Melissa tell me more about her and her brother. "So I sucked him for maybe 2 minutes and then he came in my mouth. He was really worried that I would freak out, but I said no big deal and said it was his turn to make me come. He took his shirt off and I took mine off, and then he took my thong off. I was totally soaked. He got between my legs and started going at it. I had to calm him down and get him focused in the right area, but he got the hang of it fast and it felt really good. The whole time I couldn't help but think that this was my brother, and not one of my boyfriends. Anyway I think I must have been really turned on because I came pretty fast." By this point I had pulled the panties aside and my fingers were slick with my wetness as I played with my clit. I moaned out loud as a wave of pleasure went through me, and Melissa said, "You ok?" "Oh yes... enjoying this... please keep going." I did another quick scan of the parking lot to see if anyone was watching me, and was relieved to see nobody in the area. "Ok. So he was already getting hard again and asked if he could go inside me, and I said yes, so he got between my legs and slid into me. It felt really good and it was like totally hot to see him go in and out. He couldn't stop watching and it must have been blowing his mind because like 3 minutes later he was coming inside me. I was like, 'Wow, that was fast!' and he was really sorry and I said to not worry about it, we just needed to work on his stamina. So for the next like hour and a half that's all we did was suck each other and fuck. It was totally amazing how fast he came and how fast he could get it up again. He came inside me like two more times." "That is so incredibly hot, Melissa." "I know. I am so glad I talked to you about it. It was a lot of fun and I am sure we'll do it more before he leaves, if we can get away with it. And the best part is that mom has no idea what we were up to." I saw a minivan coming to park next to me and quickly pulled my hand out from under my skirt. My thighs and fingers were coated with my juices. I said, "Just be careful, I would hate to think what would happen if she found out." "I know what you mean. We'll be careful." "Ok, I have to get back to the house. Please come see me before you go." "I will." I hung up and started the car, and headed for home. I don't remember much of the drive because I was lost in the imagery of Melissa and Todd having sex. A storm was waiting for me when I got home. Greg was furious that I had been gone so long and that he had had to take care of Brayden instead of watch his game. I barely had time to unload the groceries from the car before he was driving off to his office. He didn't answer when I asked if he'd be home from dinner. By the time 9pm arrived, I was too tired to wait up and so went to sleep. I knew Greg came home during the night because he was asleep when I got up at 2am to put Brayden back to sleep, but when I woke up that morning he had already gone to work. Looking back on it now, I can see that was when our marriage finally began to break and unravel. Over the next two weeks, we grew more distant, and I knew it was over. So did he, but neither one of us could admit to it. There finally came a time one night when he was home for dinner, and we were sitting at the dining room table, eating in silence. Steeling myself for the response, I looked at him, and point blank said, "You'd rather be with her, wouldn't you." He looked up, and without much thought, said, "Yes." I nodded and got up from the table and began clearing the dishes. At this point the tears were coming freely and I didn't try to hide it. I got Brayden out of his high chair and went into the bathroom to give him a bath before he went to sleep. Greg stood in the doorway and began talking to me. My back was to him and I couldn't bring myself to turn around and face him. He told me how he had already talked to a lawyer and that we could start signing the divorce paperwork next week, as long as it was consensual and there were no disputes over our money and belongings. He had found an apartment downtown, close to work, and had already moved some stuff in. He had also talked to our landlord and ended the rental contract; we had less than two weeks left before we needed to move out. He said I could have just about everything in the house, and that he'd pay me child support for Brayden. Then he tried to give me many a lame excuse as to why he had decided to leave me and Brayden, but to be honest I wasn't really listening at that point. The next morning I called my mother and asked to come over. They were out on the patio drinking coffee and reading the paper when we arrived. They were more than delighted to see Brayden. I broke the news to them about the divorce, and my mother came and held me while I cried and explained to them what had happened. When I was telling them about Greg's affair with Stacey, the little voice in the back of my head started laughing, and began reminding me of all the incestuous sex I had had with Doug and Jeff, as well as the sex with Denise and Melissa. It cut straight to my heart, and it was a long time before I was able to shake those thoughts out of my head. I spent the morning talking with my parents about my situation. At lunchtime I was surprised to see both Jeff and Denise arrive; my father had called both Jeff and Doug and had told them what had happened. Denise began to cry with me, and I told her to stop as it would ruin her mascara. We had a good laugh through the tears. We went home after lunch, and I put Brayden down for a nap. I began to wander aimlessly around the house. I had no idea where I was going to live or what I was going to do for income. I was hopelessly lost and sat down on the couch, completely despondent. And then, Doug arrived. He apologized for missing lunch, and passed me tissues as I sat and cried and explained everything to him. When I told him how we had to be out of the house in less than two weeks, he smiled, and said, "I have an idea on that, if you're interested." I said, "Mom and Dad already offered to let me move in with them." "But I don't think that is what you really want, is it?" "Of course not. Do you have any idea how it feels, to be a 30-year old divorced mother, living at home with her parents? I mean, how pathetic can you get?" He said, "Well, I can't relate to the mother part, but remember, you're not the only one who's gone through a divorce." I looked up at him. He was right; he had recently been divorced as well, and I saw some deep sadness in his face. I leaned against him and said, "You're right. I'm sorry. I totally forgot." He put his arm around me and said, "It's ok. So I think I can understand some of what you're feeling. And I can understand how you don't want to move in with Mom and Dad. And that's why I think you should move in with me." I sat up and looked at him, and said, "What?" He said, "Brina, I live in a big old house, and I barely fill one floor of it. The rest of the house is empty. I just haven't ever bothered to fill it after Wendy left and took her stuff. You'd be appalled to see what my house looks like. And to be honest, it is very lonely there. I'd love to have you and Brayden stay for a while, until you get back on your feet." "But I can't pay you any rent. I don't even know how much money I have in the bank, or if Greg even left me anything." "Brina, I love you. You are so thoughtful. But let me ask you a few questions. Have you ever noticed that I drive a new car every year, and that I always take a two week vacation to the Caribbean or Tahiti every year?" "Well, no, not really. I mean, I know you make good money, but..." "What I'm trying to say is that I don't really care about the rent. Please don't take this as bragging, but the house I'm living in I bought outright. With cash. No mortgage. And it was just under half a million dollars." "Wow. I mean, wow. How did you do that?" "Well, I help my clients make a lot of money, and in the process, earn quite a bit myself. I cashed in some stock to buy the house, and, with a few smart moves, have just about replaced all the stock I cashed in. So I'm not really worried about money." "Oh. But, I mean, I don't want to freeload off of you." "I know. And you won't be. We are family, right? So of course we help each other out. And I know you'll get back up on your feet soon, and we all want to help you with that. So let us help you – please." I thought about it, and said, "Are you sure you can fit us in?" He smiled and said, "Do you want to come over, and see it for yourself?" I said, "Actually, yes... as soon as Brayden wakes up I'll come over, if that's ok." "Absolutely. I need to get back to work but I won't go in to my office... I'll work from home. Just give me a call when you head over so I can pick up all the pizza boxes and dirty socks all over the place." He got up and kissed me on the forehead, and said, "See you later, Brina." I had to admit, once I had seen Doug's house, I could see his logic for wanting Brayden and I to move in, at least temporarily. There was more than enough room on the second floor for a bedroom for myself, as well as a bedroom for Brayden. Doug had lost a lot of furniture in his divorce and hadn't replaced much. My stuff would fill up the empty places and make the house a home – so I hoped. And so, that weekend, a big U-Haul truck pulled up in front of my house, and my parents and brothers loaded up everything that I wanted to keep. Once we got that moved in to Doug's house, we went back and loaded up the rest and took it to Goodwill. It was a very long, very sad day for me and I broke down several times. It felt so absolutely foreign to be cleaning out my house, literally, and making that final break with my old life and marriage to Greg. September passed into October, and I found myself turning cold to just about everything except Brayden. I wasn't bitter, or angry; just cold. Numb to just about everything going on around me. I tried to plan for the future but it was difficult, since I didn't know what I wanted or where I was going. I made an attempt to settle in and make a home in Doug's house, but even that was half-hearted at best. Through it all, my brothers, Denise, and my parents loved and supported me. And I wanted to return their love, but I just couldn't. Despair and depression were such good companions. I gave myself to them and made peace with the fact that I was going to cry myself to sleep every night for the rest of my life, or so it seemed. I hit rock-bottom at the end of November. My mother had come and taken Brayden so I could have some time to myself, and I somehow found myself standing naked in front of the mirror after taking a shower, brushing my hair absent-mindedly. I noticed that my body had lost its tone – I wasn't eating much of anything – but that fact didn't penetrate the cold within me. I kept brushing my hair, and somehow found myself with a pair of scissors in my hand. The next thing I knew I was watching myself hold my long black hair, while I cut it off with the scissors. I stood there for a long time, I think, looking down at the thick locks of hair clasped in my hand. I don't know how I made it to the floor, but the next thing I remember was finding myself leaning up against the wall, still clutching the hair, crying. And then there was a lot of commotion when Denise came over and found me, but I didn't understand why she was so worried or concerned. It seemed like I was in a never-ending dream, to be honest. What had happened? She put my robe around me to cover me up, then sat me down on the couch and put a cup of hot chamomile tea into my hands to revive me. I heard her calling several hair salons to see if there were any immediate openings. Once she found one, she sat down across from me and lifted up my chin, staring right into my eyes. She said we were going to go get our hair done, and that I needed to get dressed. I nodded, and then she guided me to my room and got me dressed. I began to regain some sense as we drove to the salon. I sat down in the chair while Denise talked with the stylist about how to salvage my hair from the damage I had done. By the time he was done trimming and styling, I was back to myself. I had to admit he had done a fantastic job turning my disaster into a very cute page-boy style haircut. It may seem simple, but to be honest, that small change in my appearance was exactly what I needed to get me up off the floor and start the process of getting back on my feet. A week went by, and every day seemed a little bit better, a little brighter. I was still sad, very sad, but I also was able to laugh and enjoy things a little more. And then a chance encounter at a mall changed my entire outlook on life. As I was perusing the clearance racks I heard someone call my name. I turned around and saw a woman that looked familiar. Her name was Janine and we had met at Greg's company party last winter. I barely remembered her, but she knew all about our divorce and Greg's affair with Stacey. She didn't have anything nice to say about him, which I very much enjoyed hearing. And then she dropped the bomb. Apparently, Greg's affair with Stacey had started during their training and continued on once Greg got back and Stacey began working in the same office. That much I had figured out, or at least assumed. What I didn't know was that, shortly after arriving in Seattle, Stacey had also begun an affair with her boss, which was Greg's boss as well. Greg had no idea of that affair until Stacey became pregnant – not from Greg, but from the boss, who was also married. The end result was that Stacey was promoted and Greg had been transferred to a satellite office in Tacoma – all within the last week. Apparently it was a huge scandal and caused a mass exodus of people from the company. I tried hard not to show my glee as Janine told me all the sordid details, but inside, my bitter, cold heart was jumping backflips and cartwheels, as I thought of the cosmic justice that had just been served to Greg. I literally walked away with a bounce in my step and a smile on my face. Although I didn't recognize it at the time, the cold, numb grip on my heart had been broken. With a little help from my parents, brothers, and Denise, I formulated a plan to get back on my feet. I had an accounting degree and had almost taken all the classes I needed to become a certified public accountant. I was short a few classes and was able to sign up at a local college to finish out my final credits. With some hard work I could be finished by the summer. It was exactly what I needed and gave me something to prepare for over the holidays. I began eating and exercising again. I was going to be ok – no, better than ok. I was coming alive again, and it felt wonderful. Although I hadn't been the best correspondent, I had traded emails and phone calls with Melissa from time to time and had kept her updated on the divorce, my move, and how things were going for me. She had kept me up to date on how college was going for her, and how she and Todd had seen each other several times during the semester. She promised to give me a call once she got home from college for the holidays. I also got a surprise phone call from Greg. He didn't sound like the old Greg and wanted to meet up to talk. I wasn't too keen on seeing him, but agreed to meet him at a park near our old house. I was totally shocked when I saw him, and I think he was shocked to see me, too. I admit I made myself look gorgeous, and to be honest my new hairstyle was very appealing, based on the looks I received from men out in town. He, on the other hand, looked 10 years older. If I had to use one word to describe him, it would be broken. Through his tears, he apologized repeatedly for what had happened and for being a complete asshole. He asked if there was any chance of reconciliation, and I told him absolutely not. He nodded and then asked if he could hold Brayden, who was happily playing on my lap. I hesitated, but when I looked in his eyes and heard the broken plea of, "Please, Sabrina" I handed him over. Greg began crying and said that he felt horrible for being such a poor father. He said he wanted to take Brayden and spend some time with him over the New Years, and would return him to me afterwards. The divorce agreement stated that Greg had custody of him every other weekend, but up until now he had never shown any interest in caring for him. Despite my misgivings, I couldn't say no, and told him I would meet him the next day to drop Brayden off for the week. He was extremely grateful and once again apologized to me for all he had done. As much as I tried to hate him, I just couldn't. He was a pathetic shell of a man, and it made me wonder what I was. Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 06 Melissa called on New Years Eve and we met up at a coffee shop and had a wonderful conversation. She could tell that I was definitely on the rebound and shared some intimate details of her trysts with Todd on the weekends they could both get away and meet up. She also said that they had not had much freedom to mess around, as their mother had taken vacation time and was always around. She and Todd were heading back to college a few days after the New Years, and she asked if it would be possible for them to come over to the house and spend a few hours together, before they headed their separate ways. I knew that Doug would be at his office downtown and so I said of course. The plan was for Melissa to call me when they were on their way; I would leave the door unlocked for them and step out to do some shopping, and come back in a few hours. She said that would be perfect, and I told them to use my bed for their fun, and that I'd put satin sheets on it just for them. She laughed and gave me a hug, and then drove off. It felt good to hug her, to feel her body up next to mine. It stirred something within me but I wasn't paying attention to that part of me just quite yet. On January 3rd I got the call from her that she and Todd wanted to meet up at 10:00am at my house. I said that would work fine and made plans to go to the gym and shop for groceries. I had started to cook again and needed some ingredients for a pasta dish I wanted to try. I left the house at 9:50am and lingered a moment in my car, hoping to see them drive up, but nobody showed up. I drove off to the gym and had a great workout, then showered and headed to the grocery store. We had agreed on 2 hours, so I assumed when I pulled into the driveway at 12:15pm that they would be gone. There were two cars parked across the street when I arrived, but I wasn't sure who they belonged to. I picked up my gym bag and the two bags of groceries, and headed inside. The front door was locked, making me think they were still inside – perhaps still going at it. I walked in quietly and tried to not make any sounds, but accidentally dropped my keys on the kitchen floor. I was putting away the groceries when I heard footsteps coming down the hall. It was Melissa. She had my robe on and gave me a big smile as she put a finger over her lips. With a mischievous grin on her face, she said, "We just got done having sex. Todd is asleep." In hushed tones I said, "Oh, I'm sorry! I can step out again, if you need more time." "No, it's ok. We just got here like maybe half an hour ago. Traffic was horrible." She looked incredibly sexy; her hair was tousled, she had her glasses on, and it was readily apparent she had nothing on under my robe. The faint stirrings inside me swelled and for the first time in a long time, I felt myself become aroused. It felt GOOD. We sat down on the couch and I said, "So what did you guys do?" "I sucked him, and then we did some 69, and then he got on top and fucked me." "Mmm... that sounds like fun." It sounded like a lot of fun, and the fire within my body spread quickly as I imagined their bodies joined together. "It was great. I'm always amazed at how fast he comes. There always seems like a lot, too." I swallowed hard, and nervously asked, "He just... came inside you?" "Yes... and I think it is starting to leak out... I hope you don't mind that I used your robe." "No... not at all... its..." She could see me staring at her crotch and could tell by the expression on my face and my body language what I was thinking about – her brother's come dripping out of her pussy. She smiled and said, "Ms. Woods, do you... want a taste?" I swallowed hard and nodded, and she smiled back and pulled the robe apart, spreading her legs for me. Without any hesitation I knelt down on the floor between her legs. I couldn't help but stare at the thick bead of creamy white come beginning to slowly drip out of her pussy. The smell was intoxicating – her sweet, sugar-water scent mixed with that of his come. I leaned in and put my face as close to her pussy as I could, then slid my tongue out of my mouth and began to gently lick her pussy, teasing the come out. A wave of erotic longing hit me so hard that for a moment I was lightheaded. I could feel my own pussy getting wet by the minute as my tongue played in and out of her pussy, sucking up her sweet juices and lapping up the stringy gobs of come oozing out of her. I ate her pussy slowly and methodically, eventually bringing her to an orgasm that shook her body and made her gasp. She looked at me and said, "Oh man... that was great, Ms. Woods... I think it is my turn now." I was so aroused that I immediately stood up and began to strip off my clothes. The robe slipped off of Melissa as she stood up and leaned in to kiss me. I could taste his come on her tongue and lips as we kissed deeply for a few moments, her hands searching and finding my nipples. I let out a soft gasp and she sat me down on the couch, kneeling down and pushing my legs apart. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, so eager to feel her tongue on my dripping wet pussy. She did not disappoint me and quickly began to lick up all of my wetness, playing with my clit and making me even more aroused. I tried to be as quiet as I could but couldn't help myself and moaned loudly a couple times. Melissa was steadily working me up to a powerful orgasm when I heard another voice say, "Whoa." It was Todd, and he was standing there, completely naked, staring at Melissa in between my legs. I looked him in the eyes, and he shyly smiled and said, "Hey, Ms. Woods." I was too aroused to say anything but I did smile back at him. His body was lean, but well toned, and he had the same pale skin that Melissa had. He also had a very nicely shaped (and already semi-erect) cock, with a little upward curve to it and a nice circumcised, plump head. I looked at it with longing as Melissa continued to lick and suck on my clit. Melissa paused briefly and asked me if I wanted to suck Todd. I nodded, and Melissa told him to let me suck him. I could tell he was nervous but also very aroused at the situation – and so was I. He moved up next to me, kneeling on the couch so that his cock was positioned near my mouth. I leaned over and began sucking him. His cock was coated with Melissa's pussy juices and tasted delicious. I began sucking him harder and felt his cock get hard very quickly. After a few minutes, Melissa stopped and said, "Fuck me, Todd." Then she went back to eating me. Todd obeyed and got down behind Melissa. He maneuvered his cock up against her pussy and slid in. Melissa paused and let out a soft moan, then went back to eating me, moaning after every other thrust. I could tell Todd was getting worked up and so could Melissa, so she told him to stop and to eat me while Melissa and I kissed. I watched Todd, an eager expression on his face as he moved up between my legs. His tongue was more aggressive than Melissa's, darting in and out of my pussy and over my clit, but it felt wonderful and got me even wetter. Melissa sat down next to me and we began to kiss deeply, caressing each other's body, with special attention to the breasts and nipples. I was in absolute ecstasy and briefly realized what I had been missing out on for the last few months. But I was getting too much pleasure to dwell on that thought, and before I could do anything else I began to writhe and moan as an orgasm stole over me, penetrating me and radiating out of me. I relaxed and laid back on the couch as Todd continued to gently lick my pussy. Melissa sat back and said, "Is it ok if Todd fucks you, Ms. Woods?" I nodded and saw them look at each other and smile. Both Melissa and I watched intently as Todd moved up and guided the head of his cock up to the entrance of my pussy. He slowly slid inside and I let out a soft moan. I remembered what it felt like to have a cock inside of me, and once again had the realization that I had been missing out on sex for a long time. He slid his cock into me, up to the hilt, and held it there a moment. Melissa was watching with a smile on her face. Todd began to slowly slide in and out of me, and it felt absolutely wonderful. But after only a few moments he said, "I don't know how long I can hold it..." When Melissa heard that, she quickly asked, "Is it ok if Todd comes inside you, Ms. Woods?" I moaned softly and nodded yes. I was still very aroused and so put no thought towards the fact that I hadn't been on birth control for months. With that, his pace quickened and he began to slide in and out with full strokes. I saw him clench his eyes shut and groan as his cock spurted deep inside of me. He finished coming and then looked down, amazed to see his cock inside me. He said, "I can't believe I got to do that. I can't believe I got to fuck you. No condom, either." I laughed and said, "I know... it just kind of happened... but it was good... very good." He shyly smiled again, and then slid his cock out, a glob of come dripping out as soon as the head of his cock emerged. I watched as Melissa leaned in to suck his cock clean. She was enjoying it very much and Todd's cock was still semi-hard. I wondered if he would stay hard if she kept sucking him, but after his cock was clean she turned her attention to me. By this point a large string of come had dripped out onto the couch, and she scooped it up with her tongue and swallowed it, even as she moved in for more. She sucked as much come out of me as possible, and then sat back down next to me. Todd was sitting on the floor, shaking his head, still in amazement. I laughed and said, "Why are you so amazed?" He smiled, and then said, "Well, you're like... this really hot older milf... and for a guy like me... to get to do that... it's just pretty amazing, I think. I mean this is the stuff my buddies and I dream about, and I can't believe I got to actually do it." I laughed, but then said very seriously, "And I hope you won't tell anyone, for my sake as well as yours." "Oh, no way, Ms. Woods. Nobody would believe me anyway." We laughed, and then Melissa said, "Don't worry, Ms. Woods. I'll keep him in line. If he wants to keep messing around with me, he'll do exactly what I tell him to." We laughed again, and then Melissa said, "Shall we move into the bedroom? We have about a half hour before we both need to get on the road." I said, "Absolutely. I want to see if I can make Todd's head explode with fantasies becoming reality." He stopped, and said, "Wow... really, Ms. Woods?" "Sure, why not? It feels really good to be having fun like this. Was there something you had in mind?" "Um... yeah, sort of..." I gave him an inquisitive look, and he said, "Ok, well... can you like... put some of your lingerie on... for me?" I laughed and said, "Sure... if I can find it." We walked into my bedroom and I began to go through my drawers. I couldn't find anything, and then remembered I had put a couple boxes of clothes in my closet. In the second box was my lingerie collection. Todd picked out a black satin thong, garter belt, and bra. I rummaged around for the matching black stockings and then put it all on for him. Melissa said, "See... I told you... she looks fabulous in them." "Whoa... she's like totally hot." I glanced in the mirror to see what they were talking about, and had to stop and look myself. My body was still in decent shape, and the lingerie did a good job at accenting my dark complexion. And the hairstyle was just perfect for that "horny MILF" look. I let Todd slowly caress my body as I stood in front of him. Before too long Melissa got behind me and started to caress me as well. It felt wonderful to have two sets of hands on me and for a brief moment thoughts of my time with Doug, Jeff, and Denise flitted through my head. But then I felt Melissa taking the bra off, and Todd taking the thong off. Melissa lay down on the bed and had me get on top of her, to 69. We got positioned and then began to eat and lick each other. It felt wonderful and I got lost in the pleasure, only to be startled out of it by the feel of Todd's cock beginning to slide into me. He started to pump me slowly, and with Melissa's tongue on my clit and his cock inside me I couldn't help but rear back and gasp and moan in pleasure. I heard him mutter, "Oh man... this is so fucking kinky..." even as he continued to fuck me. He wasn't ready to come yet so he stopped and began eating me out from behind. Melissa got out from under me and knelt down on the floor next to him, and began sucking his cock. After a little while Melissa had him sit on the corner of the bed and lean back, spreading his legs apart. She got between his legs, her back to him, and slid down on top of his cock. She put a hand on each of his thighs and began to slowly ride his cock. The whole time he was leaning back, watching his cock being swallowed by his sister's pussy. Then it was my turn. Melissa slid off and I slid right on, taking her place and pumping his cock slowly. I could tell he was barely hanging on, and decided to make him explode, literally, so I began to talk dirty to him, saying, "Oh Todd... fuck me... fuck my pussy... I want you to come in me..." Just that little bit of talk was enough to make him yell out, "Oh fuck oh fuck!" even as his cock exploded inside of me again. I pumped him slowly and gently until he was done coming, and then held my ass up against him for a moment. Melissa got on the bed and had me straddle her face to eat the come while I sucked him clean. After a little while he lay back and watched as I rode Melissa's face. She wasn't just going after the come but was intent on giving me an orgasm, and I was happy to let her bring me to that level of pleasure. She took her time but eventually got me over the edge and I came, moaning and crying out as the pleasure enfolded me again. We swapped positions and I ate her out, once again tasting her thick, sugary sweet juices and inhaling her delicious scent. I took my time, enjoying the flavors and making her body writhe and twist as I gave her pleasure. After a few moments I felt Todd push open my legs and then begin to eat me. He couldn't get enough of me, it seemed, and I was happy to let him enjoy my pussy. I felt him stop and then felt his cock push into me again. Melissa was right – he didn't last long but he sure could get hard again, fast. Melissa must have been watching because she came soon after he started to pump me again. She gasped repeatedly for air as I did my best to prolong her orgasm. She told Todd to lie back on the bed and then she began to ride his cock slowly. She leaned in and began to kiss him deeply, and I could tell that they weren't just having sex but were honestly making passionate love. I lay there next to them, watching their bodies unite, and began to think once again about my brothers, and how our bodies had been united like that, many times. It got me thinking. Soon she was cooing in his ear as he thrust deep inside of her, moaning as his come shot into her. She stayed on top of him after he was done, gently kissing him and making sweet love talk with him. After a few moments she leaned back and looked over at me. She said, "Mmm... that was awesome, Ms. Woods. Totally better than what we had planned. Thank you for letting us come over, and for being with us." "It was a lot of fun for me, too. And I think I needed it." Todd said, "It was definitely a mind-blowing experience for me." I smiled at him and said, "Good. I enjoyed fucking you and letting you fuck me." He smiled sheepishly but I could tell he felt proud of the fact that he had bedded his first older woman. I admit that I felt a little ashamed at having so readily fucked such a younger guy, and the realization that I wasn't on birth control sent a brief wave of panic over me. Melissa and Todd both got dressed and then I walked them to the door. They kissed deeply one more time. Melissa gave me a deep kiss, and then they left. I stripped off the sheets of the bed and cleaned the drops of come off of the couch, and then hopped into the shower to get myself cleaned up. I decided I wasn't going to worry about not being on birth control – I still had the pills from before Greg and I split up, and I'd start them up that night. No, to be honest, my thoughts were already focused on the fact that it was almost 2pm, and I had just enough time to get dinner ready for Doug... and find the red thong and the slinky red dress that I had worn for him, so long ago. I looked at the dining room table and thought that if all went as planned tonight, we'd be doing more than just eating dinner at the table...