0 comments/ 54928 views/ 3 favorites Sibling Rivalry By: sexygurlie "I can't believe you would do this to me, you were always so trustful to me, why would you tell them for this It isn't like I did anything dangerous! I just took a couple of things from the mall! No Biggy!" Screamed Melanie at her older brother David. "You know what Mel, I don't have time to fight with you about this... So you can't go to Cancun for your spring break big deal... you did something wrong and now you have to deal with the consequences. I have to go to work now. If Heather comes over tell her I'll call her later." Screamed David right back at her. "Yea right you see if I tell Heather anything, you made Rachel leave me and half my friends act as if I don't exist!" Melanie screamed as David shut the door behind him. I wish I was never born, Melanie thought, at least not in the same family as David. I wish none of this had ever happened. I hate my parents. They have no right to even treat me this way, she thought I'm 19, I'm an adult, I can think for myself! God I wish there was someway I could get him screwed. I don't even have anyone to call right now because everyone left me. Her thoughts were interrupted by a gentle knock on the door. Heather, David's girlfriend walked in the room and asked " Do you know where David is?" "Umm I think he's at work right now, but I have a question to ask." Melanie thought as she came up with a great idea. "What would you do if you did something wrong and everyone you know abandoned you and your lover left you?" "Oh this is about the stealing thing isn't it Melanie?" She said after sittin down on Melanie's bed next to her. " I'm sure everyone will forget about it soon enough. Everything will go back to normal. And as for your boyfriend, if he leaves you for something like this and doesn't comfort you, then I guess he isn't really the right guy anyways." "Oh I get it my brother didn't tell you. I'm lesbian, I don't like guys I only date girls." Melanie said while staring deep into Heathers eyes. They sat there like that for a few moments until Heather blinked and looked away. "Oh so I guess this would be pretty awkward for us to just be sitting here talking like this, sorry, I guess I'll just go home and call David later." Heather said, her eyes again locked on Melanie's. "Or if you want me to stay then maybe... " she was cut off by Melanie's lips. Melanie pushed herself onto Heather and forced her tongue into Heather's mouth. Their tongues danced around In Heather's mouth. It seemed to last for hours but then Melanie broke the kiss to take off Heather's shirt, to reveal her 34D breasts. Then Melanie took off her shirt and bra to reveal her 36C breasts. She grabbed Heather and pulled her closer until their lips met again. Their breasts smashed together as their tongues met again. Then Heather got up and pulled down her leather mini, while Melanie took off her PJ's which she hadn't bothered changing yet, until they stood across from each other, their shaved pussies bare. Then Heather got to her knees and stuck her head between her legs until her tongue touched her clit. She used her fingers to spread the lips and began licking up and down in the most sensitive areas, obviously been having practice with other woman before Melanie. "I'm about to cum Heather OOOOO YES BABY THAT FEELS RIGHT SUCK ME SUCK MY CLIT!!" screamed Melanie. Then she felt her juices spill into Heather's mouth as Heather lapped it up, tasting her cum and enjoying the feel of it in her mouth. Then Melanie pushed her back onto the bed stood in front of her. She then bent over and fingered Heather until she came, but then let it get her bedspread wet. She crawled slowly onto Heather's flat stomach and licked around Heather's nipples until they got hard. Then She sucked a bit on them then bit then sucked as hard as she could until Heather was screaming in an orgasm. Then Heather got on top of Melanie and she put her pussy close to Melanie's face. "Eat me out! EAT ME OUT BITCH NOW!" Melanie didn't have to be told again she licked and sucked and did everything possible to her pussy. Then when Heather came she licked her dry. Then Melanie got up and said hold on a minute. She came back with a cucumber as round as a coffee cup. She was smiling kind of wildly and ran over to the bed and stuck it in to Heather's clit and pushed it until she couldn't get any farther, then she took the other end and stuck it in her pussy jumping up and down and making it seem like a huge dildo. After both of them screaming in orgasm they fell on to each other and just laid there unaware that David had just walked in the house. Then Melanie sat up on the edge of her bed and pulled Heather onto her lap. They sat there tongue fucking for at least 10 minutes, or until David came in and found them. "What the fuck do you think your doing with my Heather, Melanie? What the fuck are you playing at??" David screamed. Heather was still sucking and biting and teasing Melanie's nipples. "She just wanted to comfort me after what you did to me, isn't that right Heather?" Heather got up from her breasts and kissed her in a way you would only to make someone else mad. "Well Melanie that was great but I better get home... Good luck with the problem, oh yea and if you ever need comforting again then you know where to call me at!" She threw a smile at David before leaving the house ass naked. At that David ran out the door after Heather asking what was going on. Well, Melanie thought to herself, I think I got my revenge! Sibling Rivalry "So dickweed, you and what's her name make it yet?" Frank asked. Alan said nothing and kept reading his French assignment. Frank persisted, "how about it? You finally get to slip that pitiful little excuse for a cock to her?" Alan's brow furrowed and his lips pursed, "Shut up." He muttered, turning the page before he'd finished reading it. "What's the matter? Can't find it without a microscope? Or you just can't get it up without thinking about how much you wish she was a guy?" Alan looked up scowling. "Fuck off douche-bag!" Frank grinned wolfishly. "Hey don't sweat it little bro. I'm sure she'll understand when you tell her you're a homo." "I said fuck off!" Still grinning, Frank ruffled Alan's hair. Alan felt his cheeks burning. Frank's eyes gleamed with casual hate. "Later sis," he muttered before heading out of the room. Alan stared at him as he left, his mind buzzing with rage. His buttons weren't easily pushed, but Frank knew how to push them better than anyone. He waited for the sound of the sliding door to the living room. Gone. Thank god. He had the house the to himself for a few hours at least. After a few more seconds had passed he pulled out his phone, and typed: "Hey. What's up?" Scrolling through the contacts he found Amy's name and hit send. A moment later his phone chirped back. "Not much. How 'bout you?" He smiled to himself as he read, already feeling himself cool off. He had no problem with texting but as far as he was concerned, incoherent text speak like "nm" and "u" and "plz" was for illiterates. Amy was of the same opinion. It was a tiny thing but it was one of dozen tiny things that he liked about her. Starting to love about her. Puppy love maybe, but love. "Parents are out. House is empty. Want to hang out?" "What about the toad?" "Just left." "Okay. I'll be there in ten." "I'll be waiting." *** "He sounds terrible," Amy said, running her finger over the DVDs by Alan's TV. Alan was stretched out on the queen-sized bed, quietly admiring her shape from behind. He loved the way her short, dark hair cupped around her ears. The way her pale neck vanished down her shirt. The way just a hint of her butt poked out of her jeans as she bent in front of the DVD rack. "He is," Alan said. "Frank's spent the past sixteen years I've been alive thinking up ways to make me miserable. He's a certifiable nightmare." "What's his problem anyway?" she asked, as she pulled a DVD off the rack -Tarantino, she really was perfect! "Hmmmm, who knows? I used to try to figure it out. Is he jealous I stole his mommy when he was three? Is he jealous that I'm smarter and do better in school? Nowadays my theory is that he's just a sadist, plain and simple." "So you think he gets off on it? Kinky." Alan stuck his tongue out, "Eck! Don't even joke about that! Sickens me just to imagine it!" Amy giggled as she stood back up and started towards the bed. The front of her was even better news than the back. A face best described as cute as a button, with wide brown eyes, a tiny nose and pink, always grinning lips. Her form was petite but curvy in the right places, a full C-cup chest, hidden beneath a black REM t-shirt, a flat stomach and slender legs and hips. She sat down beside him cross-legged, her knees resting on her bare feet. He shifted up to meet her. Even after a month of dating it still thrilled him to be so close to her. The warmth of her body next to his, the smell of the strawberry shampoo in her hair. His heart started beating faster. Within five minutes of the movie starting neither of them were paying much attention to it. They were much more interested in each other. Her lips pressed against his, tongues rolling in each other's mouths. His hands slipped over her denim-clad thigh, up her shirt and landed on the fabric of her bra where he felt her nipple stiffen under his touch. Sighing, she grabbed hold of his head firmly and raked her nails down his back. At this point neither of them heard the sliding door open. His hands began to creep up from her waist, pushing her shirt up as they went. Amy raised her arms and let it slip over her head, revealing the purple brassiere holding her c-cup breasts beneath. She eagerly tugged eagerly at his clothes, pulling the faded Dropkick Murphys shirt off of his scrawny, adolescent body. They did not hear the door slide shut nor the footsteps shuffling across the living room and down the hall. Alan buried his face in the nape of her neck as he worked at the hooks of her bra. Fumbling, sweaty, shaking fingers tugging and pushing. Seconds passed. Amy giggled sweetly. "Need a hand?" "I've got it!" Alan said half laughing himself. One hook unlatched. "There we go!" he said, prying at the next one. Then several things happened very quickly. First Amy's body became tense and stiff in his arms. He was about to ask if she was all right when she muttered what sounded like "Oh my god!" Then she screamed. A short, high pitched squeak and with it she pulled violently backwards and fell to the bed. A split second later there was a loud thud from behind him as the door slammed against the wall. A very perplexed Alan whirled around to see what was going on. Standing in the doorway, grinning devilishly as he held up his cell phone was Frank. "Hi little brother!" he called, before descending into guffaws of laughter. *** "Frank! Get the fuck out of here!" Alan roared, lamely shifting his body to block Amy's from his brother's view. Amy had tugged the covers of the bed up to cover her breasts and was peeking out from over Alan's shoulder. "Piss off you fucking pervert!"she shrieked. Frank stood nonchalantly in the doorway, smiling as he looked into the screen of his phone. "Please don't mind me, this is beautiful! Keep going! It's getting good!" In an instant Alan saw red. The world actually took on a dark crimson hue and he was on his feet in a flash, charging at his older brother. In his mind's eye he saw exactly what he was going to do: grab the phone, smash it to the floor, then rain down punches on Frank's face enough times to wipe that hateful fucking grin off his face forever. He took two leaping strides towards him when his "plan" suddenly fell apart. Without evening looking up, Frank swung his clenched fist. It collided squarely with Alan's testicles. The force stopped him dead in his tracks. There was delay of perhaps two seconds in which all he could do was stare down at his body, waiting for the pain. Then it was there. A dull, aching throb that started in his testes and welled up into his gut, pulsing and becoming more intense as it went. He hunched his shoulders, as his vision became a watery blur. A shocked groan poured out of his mouth, "Awwww!" "Sorry about that bro, here why don't you sit down for a little while." Frank raised his hand to Alan's bare chest and shoved him backwards forcefully. Alan's knees bent and gave way. He rushed towards the carpet and collapsed in a heap. His hands groped his poor, hurt groin, a low moan of pain escaping his throat. From the bed he heard Amy gasping, "Quit it dipshit! Just leave us alone!" Looking up, through his tears of agony and rage, Alan saw Frank looming over him. A lean, muscular, wrestler's build. Brown hair, with frosted tips gelled up into spikes on his head, a barbwire tattoo poking out of the sleeve of his Hollister T-shirt. And the fucking grin. He seemed to summarize everything Alan hated. He reached up to grasp the goddamn phone, hoping the gesture was not as pathetic as it felt, but far too slowly. Frank pulled it out of his reach easily. With effort he was able to get his knees. As he looked up he realized he was now about to beg. His stomach lurched with lingering pain. "Asshole, just get out of here! Please!" Frank looked down at him as if noticing him for the first time. He shrugged "Oookay, I'll just go. Got a great little movie here already. So good, I bet mom and dad will love it." He turned towards the hall. Cold horror surged into Alan's body as realization dawned. "Hey, wait!" he shouted. "Alan...stop hi-!" "I bet!" Frank overrode her, turning back to look at Amy, "That they like it so much, that they'll want to share it with your parent's too!" He started back out, moving with deliberate slowness. Amy shot Alan a panicked glance. Agitation was turning to fear in her face. "Alan..." she muttered sheepishly. "Frank!" Alan called, crawling to his feet. Standing made the pain surge once more, through his crotch and stomach again, but more mildly now. He winced a little as he took half a step forward. Frank paused and looked back at him curiously. "You...you wouldn't really show that to them would you?" Frank shrugged. "Why shouldn't I?" Alan could feel his teeth grinding. Frank had them perfectly in his grasp. "Dude...please?" "Give me a reason not to." "I've got fifty bucks in my wallet." Alan said, realizing as he spoke he was close to tears. He loathed having Amy see him like this. Worse, she was in it too now. He felt responsible for the entire catastrophe. Frank seemed to consider the offer deeply, or as close to deeply as he could muster. Then he shook his head. "Nah! I've got money, I'd rather show it to Mom and Dad!" "What the hell do you want?!" Cried Amy fiercely from the bed. Both boys turned to look at her. She was on her knees on the far side of the mattress, the blanket wrapped firmly over her chest with her bare arms. There was a moment of silence and in that moment Alan felt something close to dread welling up in his throat. He saw a look come over Frank's face, hungry and predatory smile. "What do I want? Hmmm... You." *** "Me?! What the fuck does that mean?!" Amy asked hotly. "It means" Frank said, every bit as cool as she was hot, "that I wanna help you guys out. I saw you fumbling all over the bra bro. You're making fucking rookie mistakes. I wanna show you how to do it right. All of it. I mean, he can't be all that satisfying for you...uh...what's your name?" "Amy, moron! So you mean...you expect me to...you want me...you fucking pig!" She grabbed the nearest pillow and sent it sailing through the air, letting a few inches of cleavage slip out from behind the sheet as she did. It spun end over end, straight past Frank's head and landed in the hall. Alan moved before he knew he was doing it. He blinked and he was holding Frank's collar, fist raised, and blood pumping so hard it seemed to rattle his teeth. Frank was for an instant caught off guard. He was still smiling but his eyes widened in surprise and when he spoke there were an edge in his voice. "Try it! Come on pussy, just swing at me. Make it count though, cause after you do I'll kick your ass so hard your clothes will bleed. Then I'll send mom and dad the video after I send it to the entire wrestling team." Alan's body shook. His fist trembled. It took every ounce of restraint in his body not to let it fly. He still might have if Amy hadn't called out from behind him. "Alan, don't!" He exhaled slowly and gradually released his grip on Frank's shirt. He took two steps back until he felt the bed frame behind his legs. He stared his brother down. "You can't really be serious about this." Frank pursed his lips as he made a show of thinking it over. "Yeah I can. The way I see it, we all have two options. One, you guys don't play ball. In which case our parents get upset, her parents get upset, you guys both get locked away for a few months in your rooms and are not allowed to see each other, and no one has any fun. Two, you guys do play ball. No one is upset, no one's in trouble and...two of us have fun." He smirked. "Seems like a no brainer to me guys." "Uck!" Amy groaned. "How can you live with yourself being so disgusting?!" "Just lucky. But hey, I'm not twisting anyone's arm. It's your call." There was another moment of long silence that hung over the room. Finally Amy sighed. "And...you'll delete the video?" Alan looked up at her in amazement. "Amy! Don't say you actually are considering this!" Ice was pouring through his veins. He felt drunk. The world had become a surreal nightmare. "Alan," she said, he voice miserable and defeated. "We can't let him show that video to our parents. You...you know that. Maybe it won't... be so bad." she looked up sharply at Frank, eyes flashing with a glimmer of defiance, "but just this once right? After this it's over and done with." He nodded, "Sure thing. One and done. So...we have a deal?" Silence hung thickly over the room. At last Amy spoke. "Whatever, sure... deal. Just remember... I'm willing but not...you now...enthusiastic or anything." Frank snickered. "Oh I'm sure you'll...come around. Have a seat little bro. Hope you enjoy the show." "Fuck this!" Alan exclaimed, eyes darting wildly from his girlfriend to his brother. "No fucking way am I just gonna sit here and watch this crap!" He started towards the door, when Frank grabbed him roughly by the shoulder. "Yes. You will. You're going to it right there at your desk, you're gonna watch and you're gonna fuckinglearn." Alan looked past him to Amy. She shrugged, "come one Alan. I'll bet with you here this limp-dick won't be able to do much. Besides...If I've got to suffer, maybe you should to." Alan's head swiveled helplessly from one to the other. He was trapped. There was no other course but to give in. Cheeks hot, head pounding, he walked to his desk. "Oh, I'll suffer all right," he muttered, sitting down hard. "Alright!" Frank exclaimed, clapping his hands together. "Boys and girls class is in session!" *** Amy had retreated to the back of the bed, keeping the blanket over her body. Frank moved across the room, pulling his shirt off and kicking away his sandals as he did. He stood beside the bed as he took hold of the blanket. "Ok, so let's just have a look shall we?" he said, tugging it down. Amy let it fall away, revealing her bra locked breasts. "Mmmm, very nice," Frank murmured, leering. His hands went to the sides of her stomach and slid up her body. They cupped over them and began to squeeze. Amy's face contorted. Watching, Alan felt like throwing up. "My, my, these are nice aren't they? Hmm, like ripe peaches," Frank said, kneading them with his fingertips. "Okay numb nuts, this is how you take a bra off, since I saw you couldn't do it." His hands slithered around her back, a second later the straps of her fell forward. Amy shifted her shoulders and Alan watched as her breasts, perfect, white orbs topped by light pink nipples tumbled out. "Oh, you are a lucky guy Alan," Frank said, lightly running his fingers over them. His thumbs rolled over her areolas, Amy's face twitched. She whimpered softly but sharply, "Mmn!" Her eyes shot over to Alan and in her eyes he saw a flash of deep concern. Her cheeks flushed. "Lay back, get comfy baby," Frank directed, nudging her backwards. As instructed Amy laid her head against the pillow. Frank crawled onto the bed and leaned over her. From his seat Alan had a perfect view as he bent forward and started to kiss her neck. Amy's face twisted again and Alan once more felt his stomach roll. Frank's lips made their way down her body, pecking at her breasts. His tongue extended, snake like from his mouth and spun over nipple, before he took the entire thing into his lips. "Ah! This is so weird!" Amy exclaimed. Alan squirmed and clenched his teeth. Digging his nails into his palm as he watched. "Just relax," Frank said calmly as he moved his attention to her other tit. Amy's eyes closed. Alan thought he her gasp softly. Frank looked up, "Mmm, so, has the loser eaten your pussy yet?" "Oh goddamnit Frank!" Alan growled "Shut up. Well has he?" Amy opened her eyes and soundlessly she shook her head. Frank chuckled, "What's the matter with you Alan? Hate the taste of fish?" He started to creep down the bed, kissing her body as he went "I think," He whispered, pulling his mouth off of her stomach. "That should put you in the right frame of mind. Here, let's get these jeans off." His fingers went to the clasp of her pants. "Oh my god," she said, raising her hand to her face. The button popped open and Frank reached under the rim of her jeans and started pulling them down. Amy fidgeted, shifting her hips and lifted her butt off the mattress to let them slide off her legs. Frank tossed them aside and began to remove her underwear. Alan turned his head. Watching was killing him. His skull was pounding; gut was churning, teeth grinding into powder. But then he found himself looking back. Peeking a little at first, then turning his head to see. He didn't want to see this, but morbid fascination made him. He'd never seen Amy, or any girl, totally naked, in person at least. Amy was his first serious girlfriend and over the month they'd been dating the progress they'd made was slow and measured. Neither of them were prudes, they'd just been taking it slow, progressing as their mutual levels of comfort built. They'd gotten as far as some under the clothes third base, and that had been fine with Alan. He knew that eventually they'd go further. But now here they were. He never expected it to be like this, never wanted it to be like this, hated that it was like this. But Amy was about to be totally naked, and while the mammal at the front of his brain told him to look away, the reptile in his brain stem made him watch. Frank pulled the panties down slowly over her thighs. Alan saw as the neatly trimmed patch of black hair between Amy's legs came into view. Alan felt a battle going on between his body and his brain. Revulsion and arousal stirred and mixed chaotically. He gripped his thigh and dug his nails into his skin. After he'd gotten them off her Frank tossed the panties away. It looked like a casual move, but he must have been aiming, because the pair landed squarely in Alan's lap. "Ooh, very nice," Frank murmured, as he ran his fingers smoothly over the small sable patch of pubic hair. "Mmm, you keep it nice and neat for a high school girl." Amy's body shivered, "Um, thanks, I guess." "Now spread your legs. Come on. There you go." Frank nudged at her thighs. Hesitantly, Amy bent her knees and opened her legs until she was spread eagle. Alan could see her perfectly. Frank reached out and stroked her, gingerly, as one would pet the fur of a cat. She shivered again. "Hmm yes, very nice. I do believe she's already wet Alan." "I am not!" Amy snapped hotly. "Frank's eyes gleamed. "Liar, liar." She stared coldly at him for a moment, then looked away blushing. Frank snickered and lowered himself. "Let's start," he said, his voice breathy as he put his head between her legs, "by just...teasing...a little..." He opened his mouth and began to move his lips up Amy's inner thigh. Alan could see his tongue darting out as he kissed is way along her leg, leaving a trail of saliva. Amy's face was grimacing, though not in any discomfort that Alan could see. It looked like she was trying hard to keep focus on something. When he'd reached the apex of her leg, Frank began to do the same to the other. Licking and kissing her smooth skin with ease, finally he reached her soft pink cleft of flesh. Extending his tongue his tongue, he cast his eyes towards Alan and winked, before slowly running it up her slit. He started at the edge of the crack of her ass and moved it methodically upwards. As he did, Alan watched as Amy's back arched up off the bed. Her eyes closed. "Oh! Oooh!" she moaned, her hands balling into fists, tugging at the sheet. Alan's eyes widened in shock and he heard the sound of muffled laughter, as Frank laid his palms on her thighs and pushed them back so that her feet left the mattress. Sibling Rivalry Alan could only see part of his brother's face buried in Amy's pussy. His lips were locked onto her body, his cheeks undulating back and forth. He looked to her face. Her eyes were closed, mouth hanging open, breathing slow and steady. "Huh!" she gasped suddenly. Her arm reached quickly behind her head and grabbed hold of her pillow. Her face contorted and she started to moan. A high, broken sound almost like a whine of pain. "Aaaah... aw! Aaaaaw... ooh! Oh Shit!" With her free hand she groped blindly, finally resting it on the back of Frank's head, seeming to push him deeper into her. Alan's mouth fell open as he watched in disbelief as Amy's body shuddered and twitched. "Jesus Amy. Are you... enjoying this?" he asked appalled. "Mmmmn! I... I don't want to... but -oh fuck! -... It feels soo good! Aw!" "Mmhmm, and it tastes good too!" said Frank's muffled voice. "Don't stop! Mmm, please don't stop!" Amy begged breathily. "For fuck sake Amy!" Alan groaned. "I can't help it!" she cried indignantly. "Uuuh, for such a creep... you - oh! - You sure do this good." Alan rolled his eyes in disbelief. Frank's head bobbed up and down. Amy moaned, her head rolling on the pillow. She gripped her knees and pulled her legs up higher. "I don't freaking believe this," muttered Alan. "Sorry Alan, I'm...Oh! Awww!" Her back arched again and her breasts heaved out. Alan saw her toes curling as her legs shook. Her face twisted and her mouth opened wide. "Ah! Ah! Aah...Fuck! Oh God! Huh! Huh, huh." Frank's head moved faster as she road his tongue through her orgasm. Alan closed his eyes. It seemed to last forever. Finally she fell back to the mattress, cheeks burning red and brow sweaty, panting. Frank popped up from between her thighs. His lips were slick and grinning unbuckle. He wiped his chin as he rose to his knees. "Here, I got an idea." He began to unbuckle his belt. Amy glanced over at Alan. He saw a gleam in he eyes. It looked like excitement. "Isn't this shit over yet?" he asked. "Are you kidding?" Frank responded. Pulling down his shorts. "I said everything. The fun's just starting little bro." His cock popped out from his boxers like it was spring-loaded. 10 inches easily, rock hard, the circumcised tip swollen to a deep purple. Alan felt own manhood shrivel. Amy's eyes became very wide. Frank crawled up to the top of the bed and laid himself down, his hardon jutting upwards like an obelisk. "Now, straddle your legs around my head and pop that cock in your mouth. Let's show this fucker how to '69." "Oh, um... ok," Amy said. She threw her gaze over to Alan and shrugged. She got to her hands and knees and crept cat like across the bed into position, gingerly maneuvering her legs around Frank's head. Her petite form and fair skin stood in sharp contrast to her muscular, tanned body as she lowered herself. Her eyes were fixed on his crotch. Alan was down and to the right of the foot of the bed and was nearly face to face with her. He watched as she tentatively wrapped fingers around his shaft and began to stroke him. She was leaned over, her face inches from the tip, seeming to examine it carefully. Frank's hands appeared on her butt cheeks. She grunted and sighed softly. Then she looked up and stared Alan straight in the eye as she took the engorged tip into her mouth. Her cheeks puckered. Her head moved up and down, her hand pulling on the shaft. The room filled with wet, slurping, sucking sounds. There were grunts and groans and animalistic whines as well as they devoured each other. Amy's face was beet red as she tried to moan with her mouth full of cock. "Mmm! Nnn! Umm ghh!" She stroked him faster. Suddenly her head popped up eyes full of surprise. She giggled wildly. "Oooh God, did you, hehehe, oh man, are you... licking my ass?!" "Mmmhmm" Frank murmured from far away. "Hehehe, feels weird! Mmm," she squealed with laughter, her butt wiggling as she lowered herself back down. Her tongue lapped playfully from her mouth around the tip before she bobbed back onto it. Her breasts hung and bounced and swayed from her body. Up and down her head went. Up and down, faster and faster. Taking him more and more into her mouth. Her ass flailed and squirmed and she grunted wildly. "You don't have to act so into it you know," Alan said sourly. Amy ignored him. She pulled her lips from Frank's cock and began to lick and kiss his balls as her hand pumped at his shaft. Her thumb circled the tip. Alan could hear Frank moaning from beneath her. "Oh! Uuuuh! Uuurm yea! Mmn!" Then Frank reached down her arm by the elbow. "Oh! Stop! Stop; ease up..." he panted. "Here, crawl off me," he ordered, sounding out of breath. Obediently she released his member and swung her legs off of him. Frank shifted quickly to a sitting position. Amy's body partially blocked him from view but Alan could still see Frank run his finger down her slit. "You're dripping!" he exclaimed. Amy tittered, the squeaked. Her eyes got big. "Oh! Oh my god! Hmm!" Craning his neck a little Alan could see Frank slipping his middle finger into her. His hand darted in and out as he slid his index finger in as well. Amy began to rock back and forth in rhythm with them. Frank's hand moved faster and faster. Amy laid her weight on one hand, while the other grabbed hold of her breast, pinching and teasing her nipple. Alan sat back grimly in his chair sulking. He stared intently at Amy's face, wanting her to see him pouting. To see how upset he was, to remember he was there. When she did looked up, he there was at least some affection left in her face. Her eyes seem to plead with him. "Oh, don't, huh, huh, please don't hate me because it, huh, huh, feels good Alan. Awwww! Mmmm you know I wish it was yoooou! Mmm fuck!" "Whatever." Alan grumbled. "God her pussy is so fucking tight dude!" Said Frank, his fingers pulsing in and out of her. "How old are you baby?" "Uh, ei-eighteen!" "Heh, mmm, tight wet virgin vag, I love it! I'll open it up a little for you bro." Amy closed her eyes. "Oh shit! Mmm! I'm... I'm..." "Hehe, gonna cum again baby? Mmm, that's not nice. You shouldn't cum in front of your boyfriend while his big brother finger fucks you," Frank tittered. His fingers speared faster and harder. Amy's face contorted, she bit her lip. She grabbed the sheets hard. "Nnn! Mm! uh! Aw! Oh Shit! Mmhmm, mmhmm, yea! Yea! Awww!" Alan felt like he was going insane, as the sound of her orgasm rang off the walls of his skull and watching her pale, lithe body gyrating and writhing over Frank, the vicious Neanderthal, the brute that enjoyed nothing more than to case him suffering. Desperately he checked his watch, certain that hours had gone by. It would be 11 by now. Mom and dad would be getting ready to come home and Amy would need to be getting ready to make her Midnight curfew. His heart sank when he saw the digital read out. It was 8:15. Amy collapsed panting to the bed. Her body still trembling, her dark hair falling over her flushed and sweating face. "Oh my god. Oh my god." She whispered over and over. Frank scooted around the mattress and stroked her back soothingly. "Having fun hun?" he asked, looking at Alan as he said it. "Oh my god. You're the devil," Amy croaked. Frank's eyebrows rose. "That's right. You two made a deal with the devil. So now, you've gotta pay up. Let's pop that cherry of yours Amy." "Frank," Alan said, his voice weak and strained. "Please, hasn't this gone far enough?" Frank looked at him, considering. "Well," he said, "What do you think Amy?" She had gotten up and was sitting cross-legged on the tangled sheets. She cast her eyes from Alan to Frank then back again. Alan could see that same gleam in her big brown eyes. Eager with desire. "Well... we did agree to do everything he said Alan." Frank smiled and leaned forward, taking her in his arms, his hands cupping around her breasts. "Mmm, that's right baby. You did." Amy leaned back into his embrace, placing her her head against his chest and laying her hands over his. It looked like she was trying not to smirk. Alan was horrified by what he was hearing. "Amy, come on! You can't possibly want to lose your virginity to...this...pig!" She shrugged. "We don't have any choice remember? Besides, I had to lose it eventually. It could be worse." Frank kissed her hair. "Ready?" Amy tilted her head to look at him and with a coquettish smile forming on her lips she nodded. Alan fell back in the chair and fidgeted, his hands laced across his chest and he scowled. He could feel hot tears burning behind his eyes, wanting to pour out as he watched Frank take one more thing away from him. "Good," Frank said, "Now lay down on your side, make sure Alan can see that gorgeous little body of yours." She did as he said, lying down on her side, her short black hair fanning out over the pillow. Frank laid his body behind hers and raised one of her legs. Alan saw his cock between her thighs. Amy coo'd softly as he place the tip, throbbing and slick with precum against her dripping wet lips. He took her hand and guided it down between her legs. "Spread your lips apart a bit baby. This may sting for a second, just relax." He whispered. May nodded vigorously, breathing deep with anticipation. "Here goes." He shifted his hips, and his manhood began to disappear inside her. Amy's eyes got very wide, then closed tightly. Her mouth opened wider and wider the deeper it slipped in. "Huaaa! Mmmmnaa! It's really stretching me!" She moaned raising her leg higher. "Mnn! Yeah! That;s so fucking tight! Oh how's that feel baby!" Frank asked, pushing slowly inwards. "Uh, huh! Oh it hurts a little, but it feels so good!" He moved deeper into her, with deliberate slowness, letting her feel every inch. Alan saw clearly as her pussy swallowed up Frank's cock. She winced a little as it reached the base. "Amy, are, are you okay?" Alan asked wounded. "Mmmfuck yeah I'm ok!" she cried, reaching up and bending her arm to grab frank's head. She turned her face to look up at his and shoved his mouth against hers. Frank kissed her back, grabbing her leg as he did, pushing it up higher and beginning to rock his hips back and forth. Alan could see the titanic dick pull out of Amy until just the last inches remained inside and then push back in. Each time it impaled her she'd moan. His rhythm began to increase. The springs of the bed squeaked and whined. Alan could hear their bodies. He could actually hear the wet, sucking sound of Amy's pussy drawing in his brother's dick. The steady beat of his thighs hitting her thighs. The constant, 'creak, creak, creak, creak' of the bed frame. Above that were the sounds the two of them were making; Frank, grunting and starting to pant, as he went faster and faster, in and out of her. Amy, moaning endlessly like a banshee. "Aw, aw, uh, Ah! Aaah! Aaaah! Oooh, oooooh!" "Uh huh, huh, like that?" "Awww! Yeh! Uh huh!" "Uh, good, huh, huh, now, get on your back," Frank told her, slipping out of her and getting to his knees. His cock gleamed with her juices. Amy quickly rolled onto her back and spread her legs. As Frank knelt in front of her she reached out and grabbed hold of his shaft. She pulled hi towards her, lining the tip up with her gushing vag. "Heh, you just want it in don't you?" Frank teased. Amy giggled, rubbing the head against her lubed and puffy labia. She was beaming radiantly, rosebuds blooming in her cheeks. He grabbed her hips and pushed himself in, faster now and with more force. Amy's response was immediate and drastic. "Oh! Oooh!" Her head rolled on the back on the pillow and her legs raised, toes curled. Frank groaned and grunted loudly as he began to thrust in and out. Alan saw he hard smooth ass rise and fall, rise and fall, rise and fall, over and over and over. The bed began to rock and sway, the headboard thumped against the wall. "I never thought this asshole could fucking get his cock hard with me watching." He grumbled aloud. "Oh, mmm it's hard!" Amy crooned dreamily as she bounced against the mattress. She grabbed his buttocks with both hands and squeezed. Alan could hear a loose, fleshy 'thwapping' sound and realized it was Frank's balls colliding with her ass. Thwap, thwap, thwap, thwap! "H'ooooh Shit! It's splitting me apart! Fuck! Yeah! Oh that's it!" Frank was panting now Sweat was pouring down his back. He grabbed hold of her knees and shoved her legs back and up until her ankles were on his shoulders. The entire bed rumbled. Thump! Thump! Thump! Went the headboard. Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! Went his balls. "Huh! Huh! Huh! Oh! Mm fuck you are so fucking tight! Oh, hows it feel baby, uh! Tell Alan, mmm, how it feels to get fucked for the first time by a real man." "Ooooh, Alan...It - aw! - It feels...so fucking good! His cock is sooo deep in me! Oh! Oh! Fuck me harder! Ugh...Aw! Cumming again!" "Oh no! huh! Huh! Ugh! Don't do that baby! Don't cum baby! That's night nice! You aren't a good girl! You're being, huh, huh, a real fucking slut." "Ohhhh shit, I know, I know...huhhhhh aaaaaaaw!" Amy howled. Her hands slithered across along the sheets. Her tits bounced up and down in rhythm with the thrusts of his cock. Alan's eyes fell from her face to his brother's body, feeling the first tears beginning to squirm out down. His jaw hurt from how hard it was clenched. How much longer could this fucking go on? Drifting his eyes way from the rise and fall of Frank's ass to the floor, and there he saw something that suddenly took his attention away from the humping couple: His brother's pants. Lying on the floor at the foot of the bed wear the cargo pants Frank had been wearing. Sticking out of the pocket was the corner of Frank's phone. He darted to his feet, the two of them took know notice. Ignored the way the bed rocked he fell to his knees. Ignoring the cacophonous moaning and the salty sweet smell of sweat and sex he clawed at the pocket and snatched the phone out. Clutching it in sweat slick fingers, heart and mind racing he punched at the touch screen. He was going to end this now. He was going to be a man, do what needed to be down, send frank packing with a nice big set of blue balls. "Amy!" he cried, his voice wavering and exhausted. "Amy, I have the phone!" The sounds continued unabated. He scrolled desperately through the apps and features to the videos, hunting desperately. "Where is it? Where is it?!" he roared. From the bed Frank gasped "Huh! Oh! Fuck! Yea! Yeah!" His hips bucked as his shaft rocketed in and out. Amy's face twisted as she through her hips to meet his. "Mmmw! Nnnn! Oh! Ah! God!" "Uuuuuh!" Frank stopped moving and pulled out of her. He heaved himself over her. "Uuuuuh!" Alan looked up in outrage from the screen of the phone. A long, thick, white jet of hot cum sprayed out of the tip of his brother's engorged head and over Amy, decorating her belly all the way up to her breasts. This went on for seconds, spurt after spurt of semen coated her body until at last it tapered off and his cock hung flaccid between his legs. Frank slumped tiredly over and down to the bed. Amy was still panting, her body quivering and trembling, staring dreamily at the ceiling with a look of shocked ecstasy on her face. Hot tears flowed down Alan's cheeks as he held the phone impotently in his hand. "Well," Frank said after a few moments of silence had passed. "A deals a deal. Gimme the phone." He held out his hand. Amy had her head resting on his shoulder, smiling serenely, her fingertips tracing his pectoral muscles. Her naked body seemed to shine with sweat, cum glistening and oozing over her tits and stomach. She looked like soiled innocence, a dirty angel. "I'm sorry Alan. I didn't want to like it but... well I mean he is a toad, but he, well..." "She's trying to say I'm good with my penis," Frank finished for her. Amy chortled laughter wearily. "I'll say!" "Go on, give it over," Frank urged. He smirked "I am man of my word. I'll delete the video. Promise little bro." Alan regarded him, brushing the salty brine of tears away from his eyes and looked from Amy down to the phone. With a watery sigh numbly handed it over. Without looking up from the floor he asked, "aren't you going to put some clothes on?" "In a bit," Amy answered, "I'm comfy for right now." Her hands slide over her breasts, lightly caressing her nipples. "Huh. Well isn't that funny." Frank murmured. Alan looked up at him with sharp suspicion. "What?" "Well it looks like I didn't make that video after all." "You never...you what?!" "Yep! Looks like I forget to hit the record button" he started laughing. "Whoops!" The room started spinning. Alan wavered and stumbled back across the room to the computer desk. He leaned on it with one hand for support. His stomach turned. "You mean...there wasn't...We didn't have to do this?!" Frank nodded and shrugged. Amy was looking at him with a twisted fondness. Alan could tell she was amused. It was funny to her. She may have been tricked, but no it was over and her body was racked with pleasure, wasn't it clever? He wanted to explode. "See here" Frank said holding out the phone to face Alan, "You've got to hit the button like this," instantly there was audible click. Frank turned the phone back around. "Oh no!" He said, a vicious, hateful smile spreading over his face. "Whaat?" Amy asked him playfully, seeming to already be in on the joke. "Well Amy... looks like I just took a pic of us naked together. I bet you don't want anyone to see that, do you?" She started to laugh. "Oh no! What will I have to do to make you get rid of it?" "Sure I can think of a few things." The blood was draining out of Alan's head and into his feet. "No. No!" he screamed. He started to stumble towards the door. "Alan wait." It was Amy. He turned towards her voice, crazily hoping to be told it was all a cruel, sick joke, but it was over now. She was sitting on the edge of the bed now, Frank behind her grinning from over her shoulder, one hand resting lazily on her tit. Cum still was sliding over her. She smirked, "Aren't you gonna give me a kiss?" Then she started to laugh. Frank snickered. Soon it began a howling roar of laughter. Turning back around, bile in the back of his throat, head pounding with pain, eyes raw with tear, Alan ran towards the hall, but the sound of their laughter filled the entire world. Sibling Rivalry Feeling completely worn out from the intense lovemaking I had endured with Kristi, I collapsed back onto the couch. I had apparently fallen quickly asleep, because the next thing I knew was a feeling of something warm around my cock. It felt incredible. I had to see this girl take my cock, so I opened my eyes expecting to see young Kristina sucking wantonly on my prick. I was completely shocked by what I saw. Instead of seeing her shiny blonde hair, I saw a brunette going aggressively at my cock. Noticing that I was now awake, she looked up at me while continuing to expertly lick her tongue around my saliva coated member. It was her younger sister Angela! I had never heard her come in from her date. "Oh my god, Ang....you're talented" I marveled at her as she skillfully gave me a fantastic blow job, "If you keep it up, you'll get a nice sperm shake in no time." Angela kept her hands working on my genitals, fondling my bloated balls with one, while rubbing the length of my massive erection with the other as she removed her fiery mouth from my growing cock. "Well, I did say I would take care of this for you, didn't I?" she responded with a seductive smile on her glossy lips, her warm brown eyes alight with passion. While I was asleep, she had apparently been quite busy, as she had removed all of her clothes, with the exception of her black panties. Her tight shirt, nor a bra no longer restricted her massive tits. She quickly took notice that I kept looking at her great big tits. "So, do you like my tits, Ken?" she asked while pushing them together with her hands. "Fuck yeah, Ang...they're spectacular." "I think you'll like what they can do," she smiled mischeivously as she arose and placed my thick erection between her magnificent mounds. She took her hands off my cock and rubbed her massive jugs up and down the length of my hardened rod. "Oh...Fuck Ang, that feels so fucking good." I gasped in appreciation at her slutty talents, letting her know to continue with the marvelous titfuck that she was giving me. I reached down with my hands and began to assist her. Her breasts felt so nice in my hands, so tenderly soft yet firm to the touch. "Ang, I'm going to cum if you keep this up." I warned her as I felt the familiar stirrings in my tightening loins. Without saying a word, she rose up from the front of the couch and straddled me, her petite figure looking more intoxicating than any woman I had ever fucked before. I took a hold of her curvaceous hips and helped her remove her soaked panties. "I've wanted you to fuck me for so long Ken," she cooed, "God you feel so nice inside me." She moaned as she took my entire length in her cunt. Reaching up I took her huge breasts in my hands again and tweaked her big nipples as she started to grind her pelvis onto mine, taking control of our love making and increasing the pace of our fucking. I let go of her bountiful breasts, cupped her angelic face and brought her down to kiss her tenderly on her glossy lips. Her auburn eyes were ablaze with passion, her shoulder length brunette hair whipping around her angelic face as she continued to bounce repeatedly on my lap my cock penetrating her snug twat. Her skin felt exquisite as I ran my hands down her slender arms across her smooth stomach and finally landing on her bucking ass. We didn't even have to say a word as we continued fucking each others brains out. We communicated our passion only with our eyes as we continued in our fornication. Her brown eyes' telling me that she was enjoying this like never before. My own hazel eyes took in this intoxicating brunette beauty as she continued riding my stabbing cock. Her copious firm tits bouncing mesmerizing as her slender body continued to bounce up and down on my slick rod as I assisted her holding on to her bucking ass. Her mouth slack as her orgasm fast approached. "Oh, uh, god. I'm going to cum...fuck my pussy! Fuck my pussy! Fuck my pussy...oh fuck!" "Oh fuck you gorgeous little minx, I'm going to cum in your sweet cunt." "Fuck yeah!" she yelled, her sweat-drenched hair whipping around her gorgeous face. "Fuck Angela! I love your fucking body! Here it comes, slut!" I yelled simultaneously as I unloaded the contents of my cock into her still contracting pussy. The young raven haired teen collapsed forward onto me, her plump titties pressed against my chest as we shared another passionate and loving kiss. "Ken, you were wonderful, I love your cock." she smiled sweetly, her auburn eyes glistening. As I caressed her slick back, my hands lowering to fondle her tight ass, I gazed into her warm brown eyes and declared, "Angela, I love you. I love your warm pussy, your magnificent tits, and your smoldering eyes. You are absolutely spectacular. I could fuck you forever." I couldn't believe that I had just said that. However, she knew as well as I did that we had a connection that no one could break; not even her sister who had just come down the stairs after being awakened by our loud lovemaking and stood in shock at our wanton sexuality as she realized that her sister had just fucked her supposed new lover. Sibling Rivalry My mother divorced our father when I was only six or seven and she raised us two girls all by herself. She was a beautiful woman and always told us we looked just like her when she was our age and she knew we were going to be trouble when we hit our teenage years. When I turned eighteen she started dating a new guy and they were married before I turned nineteen. He had two sons, Matt and Jacob and my mom had two daughters. "All four of you will get along great," my mom used to tell me when we first moved in with them. "Matt's your age so I'm sure you'll have a lot in common...you just need to give it some time." I tried to keep my life as normal as possible as I finished my senior year in high school but it wasn't long before Matt and I actually did start hanging out together from time to time. After school ended Matt and I found ourselves alone in the house all day long so we just played games or watched TV together. It was one of these lazy mornings watching TV that I noticed him staring at me more than usual. I began to wonder what was wrong with me that he was staring at me like that. I was wearing the same pink shorts I always wore and the same white tank top I always slept in, so I didn't know why he kept looking in my direction on the couch. I must have caught him twenty times looking at me that morning. It wasn't until later that morning when I went upstairs to change I realized I wasn't wearing any panties and when I sat on my bed I found out what he was looking at. Across from me was my mirror and I could see myself sitting on the edge of the bed in my pink shorts and as I spread my legs a little my shorts opened up and my pussy was peaking out at me. I was instantly horrified and embarrassed that my step brother had seen me like this all morning and worse yet, he didn't say a thing! I stayed in my bedroom until Jacob came home with his friends and when I did come down, I made sure I had on long jeans and long sleeve shirt trying to show as little skin as possible and tried to avoid Matt as much as I could. That night I ate dinner in my bedroom and while I lay in bed to go to sleep, I couldn't help thinking about that morning. I wondered what Matt was thinking about when he saw me like that. I wondered if he'd seen his girlfriends pussy before or if I was the first he'd seen and I know this was stupid of me, I couldn't help but wonder if he liked what he saw. I tried to get these thoughts out of my head and remind myself he was my stepbrother, but I kept thinking about it and I became more and more curious as the night drew on...I wonder if he was hard in his jeans while he stared at my pussy. A couple weeks past and things were settling down and I wasn't avoiding him anymore. He invited his girlfriend over this morning and as I came down for breakfast, I found them both in the back den already. I wasn't paying any attention to them as I got a bowl and pulled out the cereal and milk, but then I realized it was quiet all of a sudden. I set the bowl down and tiptoed down the hall and peaked around the corner into the den and saw them. He was standing there with his jeans and boxers down to his ankles and his girlfriend Jenny kneeling down in front of him holding his cock in her hands. I wanted to turn around and go back upstairs, but for some reason I couldn't look away. I watched as Jenny stroked his cock and it grew bigger and harder in her hands. I watched him tilt his head back and close his eyes as she slipped his cock between her red moist lips and started sucking him. I found myself thinking his cock was too big to fit in her mouth, but she soon proved me wrong and took him all in. Her hands wrapped around his ass and pushed him closer to her as she took him down her throat while he moaned louder and louder. I'd never seen anything like this and the fact that he was my step brother had completely escaped from my mind and I found my hands sliding down my belly into my shorts finding my pussy getting wet just watching them. Matt was thrusting his hips back and forth for a while Jenny stroked his cock and sucked him faster and faster. He almost seemed to be jerking his body away from her uncontrollably and as I was wondering what he was doing I saw it. He suddenly reached down and grabbed his cock as Jenny smiled up at him and he came on her. Jenny sat there stroking his cock in her face as he came more and more on her lips...her tongue...finally licking his cock clean. I realized I was actually breathing heavy now with my hand still between my legs and moaned a little too loud and Matt turned in my direction. I ran quietly back to my room before he could see me and stayed up there for a few hours before coming back down. "So Mary," he said to me as I sat on the couch across from him. "Did you by chance walk in on me and Jenny this morning in the den?" "No," I answered trying to look as surprised at this question as possible. "Why? What were you guys doing?" "Nothing," he said obviously trying to avoid looking at me. "I just thought I heard someone in the hall and I noticed the cereal was out so I thought it might have been you." "Sorry, it wasn't me." That night I lay in bed with my eyes closed thinking about Matt and Jenny together. I slid out of my shorts and lay in bed naked from the waist down with my hand between my legs. I thought of the way Matt was looking at my pussy and how hard his cock was in Jenny's mouth as I rubbed my pussy faster...deeper...feeling how wet my tight little pussy was getting with every minute. I'd never done this before and was exhilarated the more I rubbed my pussy and thought about Matt cumming all over Jenny's lips. I found myself wanting to be Jenny and wanting Matt's cock in my mouth...to taste his cum on my lips...feeling something inside me building with each thought. My fingers moved faster and harder over my clit until I couldn't take it anymore and felt something hit me out of nowhere...pulsating between my legs...my hips jerking beneath my fingers and my pussy so wet I couldn't believe it...my first orgasm I thought to myself as I tried to catch my breath. Another week passed and we both tried to pretend everything was normal, but you could feel the tension building between us...there was just something in the air when we both were in the same room. I called an old boyfriend of mine and asked him to come over. Mike and I dated for a while but he always wanted to have sex and I didn't so we broke up, but we were still friends. Matt and I were sitting on the couch watching TV when Mike showed up. I let him in and grabbed his hand pulling him straight back to the den. I glanced back at Matt and caught him watching us and gave him a little wink as we disappeared down the hall. Mike didn't know what was going on but he soon shut his mouth when I pushed him against the wall and knelt down in front of him just as I'd seen Jenny do with Matt. I pulled his jeans down and rubbed his cock over his boxers smiling up at him. He had that same dumb look on his face I'd seen on Matt so I knew I was doing something right. I slid his boxers down and watched his cock slowly rise a little at a time, and I hadn't even touched him yet. I looked back down the hall and thought I could hear footsteps slowly coming closer so I turned back to Mike and slid my hands up his thighs. I knew he always wanted this, but absolutely never would give it to him, but watching Jenny and Matt do it made me want to do it too, so I slid his cock in my hand and slowly stroked it back and forth just as Jenny had done. I could hear him instantly moaning and knew he liked it. I grabbed his balls with one hand slowly massaging them while I stroked his cock with the other hand faster and faster. I could tell it wasn't going to take Mike as long to cum as it did for Matt so I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock and watched him close his eyes and smile as I slid him inside me further and further. Mike's cock wasn't as long or thick as Matt's looked so I was hoping to get it all in like Jenny did and as I thought I could hear Matt breathing behind me in the hall, I pushed my mouth down all the way over his cock a few times. It took me a few tries before I was able to take him all in, but once I got his cock down my throat I could feel him throbbing harder and harder inside my mouth. I pulled my shirt up over my breasts letting my breasts hang for Matt to see. I didn't have huge breasts, but they weren't small either. I wondered if he would like the way my nipples looked so big and hard between my fingers. Mike was thrusting faster and harder against my lips now so I pulled his cock out just in time to watch him cum on my mouth. I wasn't ready for this and gasped a bit, but quickly grabbed his cock stroking it over my tongue just like Jenny did and liked his cock clean after he was done. I heard Matt's footsteps move quickly down the hall and heard him jump on the couch as I pulled my shirt down and Mike got dressed. "So what was that for?" Mike asked. "I just wanted to suck your dick and find out what it was like. You don't mind do you?" I asked him. "Fuck no!" Mike answered. "You can call me anytime." When we both came back to the living room I noticed the bulge in Matt's pants and when I looked at him he caught me looking at his crotch and tried to cover it up with his hands. I couldn't help but smile knowing he was watching me getting hard just like I was watching him getting wet. That night I lay in bed again smiling at the thought that Matt was in the next bedroom probably jerking his cock and cumming in his sheets thinking about what he saw. I wondered how long it took him playing with his cock before he came. I slid my hands between my legs and imagined Matt lying in bed naked stroking his big hard cock. I rubbed my pussy fast and hard just like Matt was stroking his cock in my mind and as I feel asleep afterwards I slid my fingers between my lips tasting how warm and sweet my pussy was on my tongue and found myself wondering if Matt would like my taste as much as I did. The next morning I woke up to find my mom and step dad packing their bags. They had received a call early in the morning with some bad news about an uncle of mine who had been in a car accident. They were driving a state away to visit him in the hospital and needed me and Matt to stay behind with the other two while they were away. Soon they were gone and Matt and I sat alone in the kitchen making breakfast together. "I have a question for you Matt," I asked after too many minutes of silence. "Have you and Jenny...you know?" "Have we what?" "Have you and Jenny had sex?" I whispered slowly raising my eyes up to his watching his reaction. "I saw what she was doing to you and I wondered what else you have done with her." "I knew that was you in the hall! Well, I saw you and Mike doing the same thing." "So have you?" I asked again wanting to know the answer. "Have you and Mike had sex?" he asked me as if trying to avoid answering me. "No," I whispered back. "I might soon though...I've been wanting to." "Jenny and I have done it a few times so far," he finally answered as he sat down on the bar stool next to me. "You should invite her over tonight and let me watch you two together." "Why do you want to watch us?" he asked while he stared at my chest. "Your not gonna ask to join us are you?" "No," I yelled back, though the thought did catch my attention. "I just wanted to see how you do it." "I'm sure Mike would be happy to show you," he said laughing as he walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. The day went by quickly and uneventfully and soon I was putting my sister to bed and Matt and I were sitting alone on the couch watching TV. He sat there flipping through the channels over and over again until I couldn't take it anymore. "I have an idea," I said as I jumped up and pulled Matt up off the couch with me. "I know what we can watch...follow me." I ran up the stairs and into our parent's bedroom. I grabbed the remote and jumped into the bed and slid under the comforter as Matt walked in watching me. I turned the TV on and started flipping through the channels until I found the channel I was looking for. "The adult channels aren't locked up here like they are downstairs," I said as I pulled the blanket back motioning Matt to slide in next to me. "We can watch whatever we want up here." Matt sat down next to me and pulled the blanket up over his crotch as I found a movie playing and left it there. One the screen in front of us was two young girls and one older man. Both girls were on their knees taking turns sucking the man's huge dick. "He's so big," I said as I stared at his big cock on the TV. "Mike was nowhere near that size." Matt didn't answer but instead squirmed a little under the blanket. We sat quietly watching as the girls on the screen pushed the man down on the bed and one sat on his dick while the other sat on his face. I snuck my hand under the blanket and down my shorts wanting to feel how wet I was. Soon my fingers were sliding back and forth between my wet lips as both girls moaned and screamed louder and louder on the TV. I pulled the blankets down with one quick motion and found Matt holding his dick in his hands. I could see the head of his cock nice and wet just like my pussy and I suddenly had the urge to taste him. "That is big," I whispered as he tried to pull the blanket back up over him. "Can I touch it?" He didn't say anything and only let the blanket go and smiled at me. In the back of my mind I knew I shouldn't be thinking these thoughts much less doing them, but those thoughts moved further and further into the back of my mind. I sat up and leaned over his dick and pulled my hair back. I could feel his hands sliding down my back as he gently pressed my body closer to him. I wrapped my tiny hands around the base of his dick and loved how hot it felt in my fingers. I let my fingers slide up and down slowly watching it grow harder with each second. I moved closer to him in bed on my hands and knees and slowly slid the end of his dick between my lips. My tongue licked slow circles around the end of his cock while I slid him in further. I slid a few inches of his big dick inside my mouth trying to do what Jenny did, but not able to. The sounds on the TV seemed to fade far away into the background and soon all I could here was Matt's breathing and his dick sliding in and out my mouth while I sucked on him faster and faster. Matt seemed to be reading my mind and slid my shorts down over my ass while I tried harder to take every inch of his cock in my mouth. I could feel him throbbing more the deeper I took him in and wondered if he would cum inside me or pull it out like he did with Jenny. He grabbed my ass a few times, squeezing me while he moved his fingers closer and closer to my wet pussy. I spread my legs for him as I felt his finger slide inside me and I let out a small gasp. I moved off of him and looked up at him as he slid his finger deeper inside my pussy. My right hand held him tight and stroked him up and down faster and faster while he fucked my pussy with one finger...then two. It felt so good to have him inside me and I knew what I wanted next. I stood up on the bed and spread my legs over his body as he lay down beneath me. I slowly moved down over his body with my back towards him as I reached down and grabbed his wet throbbing dick. I held my body just inches over his hips as I moved the head of his cock between my wet lips letting him slide inside me just a little. "Do you want to fuck me now?" I asked him not realizing how much deeper my voice sounded. "I want to feel your huge cock inside my tight little pussy." He grabbed my hips and pulled me down on him letting his dick slide inside my tight pussy one inch at a time. He held his dick inside me for a few seconds before sliding it out slowly only to push it back in. I moved slowly like this on top of him for a few minutes watching one of the girls on the screen doing the exact same thing in the same position. As she reached down and rubbed her pussy, I did the same thing. My fingers reached down to rub my clit and found Matt's cock sliding in and out between my lips diving in deeper and deeper with each thrust. "God, you're so big," I moaned as he picked up speed. "I don't know if I can take anymore." This seemed to only get him more excited and I felt his grip on my hips get tighter and tighter as his hips hit mine harder and harder. I could feel his thick cock spreading my tight pussy wider as his breathing got louder and louder. My fingers moved faster over my clit wanting to feel that same rush I did on that first night I had an orgasm in my bed. Just as I was feeling it again I felt him push hard inside me a few times just before he relaxed in bed next to me. "Did you feel it?" Matt asked as he slid his dick out and pushed me off of him. "Did you feel me cum inside you? Damn, you felt good." I lay there now completely naked in the bed with my legs spread and my fingers still rubbing my pussy. I needed to cum and wasn't going to let him off this easy. "Lick my pussy now," I whispered with a little grin on my face. "Lick my pussy until I cum in your mouth." I watched a confused smile come over his face as he moved down between my legs and grabbed my thighs with his hands. He pushed my legs apart a little more and quickly pushed his mouth over my pussy. He quickly licked me back and forth fast and hard before slowing down over my clit. I could see his tongue and lips wet with my pussy as he licked me more and more. "Use your fingers too," I whispered as my eyes closed waiting to feel him inside me again. "Fuck my pussy and lick me at the same time." He spread my legs wider and slowly slid two fingers between my wet pussy. He didn't stop rubbing his tongue over my clit while he pushed deeper inside me. He pushed deeper inside me and was soon fucking my pussy faster and faster while his tongue tried to keep up the same fast pace until I was holding his head down on my pussy. "That's it!" I kept repeating louder and louder. "I'm gonna cum now...don't stop!" Suddenly, I felt my body quiver beneath his mouth and felt a sudden rush hit me, one wave after the other while Matt held me down with his hands and kept licking my drenched pussy. His lips sucked on my pussy drinking me all in for a few more seconds until I couldn't take it anymore and pushed him off. "Stop it," I said he sat up at my feet. "It's too sensitive now." We sat next to each other in bed as the movie we were watching finished. We didn't bother getting dressed or anything. We watched the next movie start and I could see his dick slowly starting to rise again. "Do you want to do it again?" I asked while I slid my fingers up and down his dick again. "We have all weekend until our parents come back. We can do it all night in their bed if we want to." I moved to the end of the bed and got on my hands and knees in front of Matt and spread my legs. I reached down with one hand and spread my lips apart for him as he knelt down behind me ready to fuck me again. I couldn't wait to feel him inside me again and as I felt his hands grab my ass, he didn't disappoint me. With one quick thrust he pushed his long hard cock inside me over and over again as fast as he could. His body pushed me down on the bed while he gave me every inch of his dick and within three minutes or less he'd cum inside me again and lay there trying to catch his breath. We spent the rest of the weekend in my mom's bedroom while the other two were in bed or in other rooms watching TV. We took turns pleasing each other over and over again until we were both too sore to do it again. We showered together and explored each other's bodies for hours and hours until only a few hours remained until our parents came home. Sibling Rivalry? Dear Dr. Jocelyn, I never thought my sister and I had much of a sibling rivalry. And to this day, I still don't understand people who resent their brothers and sisters. For me, there wasn't much to compete about. Roxanne and I are three years apart. We are both intelligent, educated women, who happen to have a lot in common; without stepping on each others toes. I was proud to be her sister, who wouldn't. She was the most popular girl in our town, and made high school very easy for me. My freshman year, was her senior year, and I was allowed in to her circle of friends. Although I was shy, I became popular amongst my peers because I was perceived as being well beyond my years. Perhaps that is why I felt some guilt towards her for a time- for the bad thing I did. Before I get to that, perhaps I should explain why my sister was so popular. Roxanne is nearly 5'10 with long black hair, and the most beautiful features a girl could desire. She has been this way since the day she was born. Our family members affectionately referred to her as "The Natural." Then at about age 15 it happened. Roxanne started to develop, and it seemingly never stopped. While I was busy playing in her room one day, I noticed my sister had five bras on her bed. When I picked them up I was stunned by their size...34D. It got to the point that my girlfriends and I would have fun at sleepovers, by checking up on the various increases in the of my sisters bras. Boys would call the house constantly, causing my mother to shake her head, and my father to screen her calls. I looked at pictures of celebrities and actresses, and soon realized that I had someone of equal caliber living under the same roof. As for my sister, she could hardly care less. She treated the boys as if they were no different from her buddies, which made them want her even more. The girls thought she was so down to earth and smart, that they didn't see her as a treat. I, on the other hand, took a different path. Although we both excelled in academics, I also turned to athletics. Roxanne decided to do some modeling in college, and I became a bit of a tomboy, excelling in gymnastics and tennis. And the event that challenged my relationship with my sister was likely the result of my constant tennis play. I was on scholarship to a university about an hour from my our hometown. Roxanne was a senior in college in upstate New York. My classes were complete and I was home for the summer. It was then that my mom started to make the comments. "You must be playing lots of tennis these days, your legs look tan as frech fries." she said when I got out of my car, laundry in hand. My dad asked me what I had done different with my hair. I told them that is was just a quick highlight, and he hugged me and told me I just looked as if I had a "new look". I guess I hadn't paid attention to what I considered normal behavior. I picked up my intensity of workouts, and a girlfriend in the dorm had gave me some hair and makeup pointers. My strawberry blond hair looked a bit different with the highlights, but that different? Hmmm..who cares, I was just going to spend my summer sitting around the pool and playing tennis at the club. The next day Mom and I went to the grocery store. I had just spent the better part of the moring hitting balls, and a trip in town sounded just right. "Julie, you are going to drive these boys crazy by the end of the summer" my Mother joked as we walked out to the car with our cart. "What do you mean mom" I asked. "The boys, the high school boys that work here." "What about them?" I asked naively. "Well honey, they only followed us around the entire store, and Betty Stewart's son and that Reynolds kid nearly ran into the sliding doors trying to get a look at you" she said. I turned back and saw the guys standing outside the store, watching us as we put the groceries in the trunk. They were whispering to each other, and started smiling adn waving when I caught them looking. "Make sure you wear that tennis outfit to lunch, maybe the waiter will give us a discount" Mom said. I guess she found this whole thing amusing. My sister was the sexpot of the family, and I was just supposed to be Julie the Jock. When we finally got home, I ran up to my room. I pulled out my yearbook from my senior year, and looked at all my pictures. I also took off my clothes to shower, and looked at myself in the full length mirror in my room. There was a change it seemed. I guess I had my share of dates in college, but I thought that was what everyone did at school. Oh well. It was Friday, and my parents were headed upstate to pick up Roxanne from school. She thought a car was too much a burden in the heavy snow, and Mom and Dad were more than happy to get the chance to return to their alma mater to get their daughter. I had practice in the morning, and had just got ready to take a shower when the doorbell ring. "Hey Julie, welcome back" said the handsome face at the door. It was Bruce, a guy my sister had dated for about a year. He wasn't the brightest in the bunch, but he was sure good looking. "Hi Brucie, Roxanne isn't here right now, Mom and Dad went to pick her up" I told him. "Maybe in an hour and a half" "Oh, I was going to surprise her. I know your parents like to pick her up and all, go back to where your grandparent went" he said. "You mean where they went" I corrected. "Uh, yea, what did I say?" he asked. "That's ok" I said, ignoring his ignorance."You can wait here if you'd like, you can watch the tv or something." We went to the living room and made smalltalk. I didn't think it would be proper to take a shower with my sister's boyfriend downstairs. He asked about school and guys. I asked about his school. He had been going to welding classes, but dropped out and worked contstrution for the last six months. Judging by his body, he worked pretty well. I handed him the remote and he started flipping channels. Sports, videos, sports highlighs...this guy was not exactly what I had in mind for my smart older sister. And then he came across The Young and The Restless. "No, don't go by that" I exclaimed. "Go by what?" Bruce asked. "Y and R, I forgot to set my VCR" "Y and R, is that some sort of soap opera junk" he said. "Yes Brucie, and I didn't tape it, you have to go back" I demanded. "I have to see what happeded to my favorite character" "I'm not going back to the crap" he laughed. "Your as bad as your sister with that garbage" he said. "Go back Bruce" I pleaded. He just laughed, and laughed harder. "Go back Bruce, Friday is always the best day" I pleaded once again. He laughed even harder. "You chicks are nuts, there is no best day for a soap opera" I stood up. I was really frustrated by now. I started stomping my foot. "Why are guys such assholes with the remote in their hand? I have to see what happens today" "Well I have the remote" he said with a smug look. "Fuck you Bruce" I yelled. "I want to watch it." And with that, Bruce gripped the remote and held it above his head. Without thinking I dove on top of him and grabbed his arm. I'm only 5'5 and barely 119 pounds. I was no match for this big guy. "What are you doing Julie?" he said mocking me. "Give me that fucking remote you bastard" I yelled. What ensued was a wrestling match. Me trying to wrestle the remote for Bruce, and him constantly raising it and laughing. I was diving wildly and losing breath with each try. But I was also not unaware of a tension that builit up from this playful act. What was I thinking? Here I was alone in the house with my sisters boyfriend, wearing a tennis skirt and top, sweating, and wrestling around on a couch, with this stud who outweighed me my one hundred pounds atleast. By the time I caught my breath, we had made it on the floor with Bruce between my legs, my skirt around my waist, and my top and come loose, so my bare stomach was showing. My long hair had somehow come loose from the scrunchie, and flowed all over the carpet. And yes, my pussy was weet. We both stopped and looked in each others eyes. My heart was pouding as this gorgeous guy looked down at me. "You look so fucking good" he gasped. I could feel his cock harden as he leaned down towards my face. I opened my mouth as he leaned down to kiss me. His long tongue explored my mouth and I felt a surge through my body that made me shake. And then I did something that made me ashamed at the time. I started to grind my panty covered cunt up against the bulge in his pants...my own sisters boyfriend. I wanted to get fucked, and I didn't care if he knew at that point. Bruce needed to futher encouragement. He reached back for my zipper and undid my top. He unsnapped my bra, anticpating my breasts. "Oh those tanlines are hot" he exclaimed. "You loook so fucking good." was all he could say. I brimmed with lust as he kept repeating it. Before I knew it he yanked my skirt down, along with my moist panites. Meanwhile, I was yanking on his shirt. It wouldn't go fast enough, and I ended up tearing it, in an effort to get it off. When he was bare chested, there were muscles everywhere. His arms, chest and abs looked like steel. I was excited beyond my wildest fantasies. He went to unbutton his jeans, and I used my feet help push them off. When they came down, his fat cock bounced to his belly and precum leaked from the tip. I stuck my hand around his cock, massaging the precum around his head. Any allegiance and respect from my sister was gone by this time. Without so much as a hint of foreplay, I grasped his big dick, spread my legs as far as I could, and pulled in to my wet pussy. I then wrapped my sock-covered feet on his hard ass, and pushed him deep inside me. He couldn't have thrust more than ten times before I came, screaming how much I loved his big cock. Bruce took over, pounding that cock in to me over and over again, sweat dripping from his forehead, down on me. It was hard, wet sex, and I was yelling the entire time. Bruce took this as encouragement, and began backing up, and taking the longest strokes I could imagine. He then lifted me off the floor with his massive arms, and we landed on the couch again. He sat back and looked at me as I rode his prick. Bruce grabbed my butt, adn attempted to guide me on his cock. I don't know what hit me, but I lost hit. I grabbed his hands from around my waist, and pinned them back on the couch. I then proceed to bounce up and down on his dick, screaming for him to come to entire time. I couldn't believe a man could last so long. I then went in to overdrive, telling him how his dick felt so good. My body started to convulse and jerk over and over again, one orgasm, two...and now a series of small ones. I lost it- my head was bouncing around now and my long hair was flying all over the place, in circles, around my face...all over Bruce. "Ohhh fuck" he cried out, battering my pussy with his cum. "Cum in me baby, give it to me" I yelled as I had a continuous orgasm of my own. I collapsed on Bruce in a heap of sweat and hair. He was breathing heavy and trying to regain his composure. Just then the phone ring. I was too drained to disengage. Than answering machine could get it. "Honey, this is Mom, we decided to stop for a bit at this little cafe your sister suggested, There is some pasta in the refridgerator you can heat up in the microwave. Love you, see you in a few hours". Bruce and I left our scattered clothes in the living room. We went in the shower where I sucked his dick hard, got fucked doggy style and watched as he pulled out and sprayed my tits with his cum. We fucked on my bed, my floor, and at the top of the staircase , before we finally made it downstairs. He was putting on his clothes and started shaking his head. I thought guilt had set in. "That was the best sex I ever had. You are".....he trailed off. "Damn that was hot" he continued. I couldn't believe how good it felt. How big his dick was. Everything he knew how to do. And most of all, I couldn't believe I betrayed my sister by fucking her man. And he was so good. No man had ever done that to me. My sister and parents finally made it home. I was happy to see her, but something just felt weird. Deep inside I feared Roxy would find out I fucked her boyfriend. Bruce would come over and try to get me alone. I didn't want to be tempted by him and he wouldn't stop looking at me. One time he cornered me when Roxanne and my parents were out on the porch. He told me how he coulndn't think about anything but me. How when he and my sister did it, he kept thinking of our night of hot sex. I was guilt ridden. The things I did with him, in the house my sister and I were raised in, and did those things repeatedly. Of course the inevitable happened. Roxanne and Bruce broke up. She said that he started to act awful strange and that he just wasn't himself around her. I knew what it was, but what could I say? Sibling Rivalry Gianna grinned widely at her sister from a across the dance floor as she squatted down to shake her ample and jiggling tits against the crotch of her latest dance partner. While she and Lucia shared a similarly generous endowment in the chest region, Lucia maintained her hourglass figure with daily workouts, while Gianna's was a more classically voluptuous physique. Despite that, Gianna's outgoing personality, easy laugh, and outrageous behaviour never failed to put her at center stage whenever the two sisters went out dancing. Lucia sighed as she watched her sister grind her ass into the guy behind her, while she pawed at the abs on one in front of her. She knew that the display was entirely for her benefit; for as long as she could remember, her sister had insisted on maintaining and promoting rivalry between them, and it was not in Lucia's nature to allow that rivalry to go unchallenged. Never-the-less, Lucia was more subtle in her competitiveness, whereas her sister most assuredly was not. Lucia turned around to buy another drink, and found her sister sidling up to her almost immediately, as she abandoned her dance partners to harass Lucia at the bar. "Having fun sis?" Lucia asked dryly. "Oh. My. Gawd. Lucia, you should have felt the size of the lump in that guy's jeans!" Gianna said, gesturing to one of the guys on the dance floor. "Either he's smuggling beer cans into the bar or he's got the fattest dick I've ever seen!" Lucia merely sighed in response. While both sisters were sexually liberated, and open about many of their conquests and experiences, she sometimes regretted admitting her love of big dicks to her sister. Ever since that day, Gianna had turned the relative size of their boyfriends units into a part of their rivalry, once embarrassing a boyfriend of Lucia's so badly that he dumped her the next day. Even worse was that while Lucia did indeed lust after large cock, it was far from the biggest factor in her attraction to a man. So while Lucia certainly had her fair share of well hung lovers over the years, her sister's single-minded competitiveness had resulted in her dating a veritable army of horse-hung men. "Come on slut! You know you want to get out there and grind up on some hogs!" Gianna joked. Since their teens, Gianna's nickname for Lucia had been slut, while Lucia, when she took the bait, usually responded with bitch. Tonight though, Lucia was tired from a long work week, and had hoped for a low key evening. Despite her wild streak, Gianna was good company, but this night in particular, she seemed to have the devil inside her and was out to cause trouble. "You're going to dance! Come on!" Gianna implored again, this time grabbing Lucia by her hand, and dragging her away from her drink at the bar onto the dance floor. In seconds, Gianna was grinding against her sister, creating yet another scene that drew dirty looks from the other women in the bar, and instantly resulted in a crowd of single guys gathering around the two women like circling sharks. Lucia rolled her eyes and danced in time to the music while trying to ignore Gianna. Never-the-less, she soon found herself with a guy grinding a pointy hard on into her lower back, while another kept trying to cop a feel of her butt. Lucia slapped his hand away half heartedly, and then turned as her sister tugged on her arm. "Lucia," Gianna said as she ran a hand up and down the stomach and chest of a tall and slender guy, "This is Ian." "Nice to meet you..." Lucia started to say, before her sister suddenly continued. Lucia watched appalled as Gianna's wandering hand drifted down his stomach and grasped a think lump in the front of his pants. "And this," she said lustily, "is Ian's cock." "Oh my god." Lucia muttered, blushing bright red in embarrassment at her sister's behaviour. For his part, Ian seemed rather worse for wear with booze, and simply blissfully went along for the ride. "Nice to meet you two too..." he slurred, his eyes drifting up and down Lucia's body, taking in her curves as he groped her sister's backside. Lucia could practically hear the gears in his head turning as he contemplated the three-way of every guy's dreams. "I need a drink." Lucia said tiredly. "Don't be jealous, slut!" Gianna laughed as her sister went back to the bar to get a fresh drink. * * * * * A few hours and few drinks later, Lucia and Gianna stumbled out of the bar, with Ian still in tow. Lucia was exhausted, with a strong buzz from the drinks, and there was little on her mind other than a nice warm bed, and annoyance with Gianna's increasingly wild and sexual behaviour of the course of the evening. It had eventually been some bouncers that had suggested they leave, after Ian had been caught licking Gianna's bare tits in a booth at the back of the bar. Gianna had merely laughed it off, but Lucia was mortified at being kicked out of their regular dance bar. While Lucia worked to flag down a passing cab, Ian had Gianna pressed up against the front wall of the club as their hands roamed and their lips locked. When Lucia finally succeeded in getting a cab, she had to physically walk over and grab Gianna's hand to pry them apart and move them towards the idling vehicle. Gianna merely laughed mockingly at her annoyance. Gianna and Ian were all over one another as they clambered into the back seat of the taxi. Lucia, sitting on the passenger side of the back seat, turned her head away, not wanting to give her sister the opportunity and satisfaction of showing off with her public display which was clearly designed to make Lucia jealous. After turning her head away however, Lucia realized that the window beside her was reflecting Gianna's antics, and with the knowledge that her sister wouldn't realize she was watching, Lucia surreptitiously observed as Ian began to grope Gianna's heavy breasts as they made out. Lucia felt her cheeks flush with arousal as she saw Gianna's hand grasp at the generous bulge in Ian's jeans yet again, an glanced in the rear view mirror to see if the Cab driver was aware of what was happening. She smiled to herself as she saw him glancing up constantly; watching the show with attention as rapt as her own. Turning her head back to the reflection in the window again, Lucia watched as Gianna squeezed and stroked the growing lump in Ian's pants. She closed her eyes, happy that Ian's soft moans of pleasure helped to disguise her own quickening breath as she felt a familiar warmth growing between her thighs. Though Lucia got off on this kind of voyeurism, and knew she could take matters into her own hands before she went to sleep at home, she began to feel a pang of jealousy just as her sister had intended. Lucia knew from talking to her sister that Gianna was in reality a selfish lover, far more interested in her own pleasure that that of her partner. Her single-minded focus throughout the evening on fondling Ian's manhood were solely designed to make Lucia green with envy, using the Gianna's knowledge of Lucias secret lust for big dicks against her. Lucia kept her eyes closed as she heard Ian's zipper being lowered, hoping to arrive at her apartment soon so that she could rush upstairs to her bedroom and press her hand against her swollen clit, rubbing and fingering it until she came to glorious climax. Despite her efforts to ignore the sounds of Ian's package being unveiled, she couldn't resist turning to look at the sound of her sister's voice. "Lucia... look at this!" Gianna said with genuine awe in her voice. Lucia turned to face her sister, catching the driver look up into his mirror from the corner of her eye as she did. She immediately forgot all about the driver however; and had to suppress a gasp of delight as she saw her sister leaning low over Ian's lap, her left hand holding aloft one of the largest cocks Lucia had ever seen. Ian was truly huge like a porn star; not just in length, but in immense girth as well. Gianna's finger tips, gripping him at the base of his member, were over an inch away from touching her thumb. Even more amazingly, Ian's shaft maintained this thickness along the entire length, the perfectly straight cylinder of flesh topped with a broad, purple, uncircumcised head. Lucia thought it was one of the most gorgeous dicks she had ever seen. Unable to speak, she merely sat mute, eyes and mouth wide open as she stared. "I know, right?" Gianna gloated, absentmindedly stroking it up and down. "And its all for ME tonight." she added, glancing at Lucia as Ian's groaned with pleasure. Lucia gritted her teeth, not wanting to let Gianna goad her into responding, but unable to hide her obvious jealousy as she watched her sister jerk off Ian's enormous cock. Lucia felt her panties dampen as her arousal grew to nearly unbearable heights. She wanted to look away, and avoid giving Gianna the satisfaction of seeing her envy, but she was unable to tear her gaze away from Ian's engorged and twitching meat. Lucia's mouth watered, and she bit her lip involuntarily. "You want it, don't you?" Gianna purred in a sultry tone to her sister. "I'll bet you wish you could taste it." Lucia blushed as Ian opened his eyes and looked at her. She thought her ill-disguised lust must be poorly hidden, as Ian seemed to notice Lucia's firm curves for the first time. He made eye contact with her, and Lucia felt a shiver run down her spine as she felt the nearly unstoppable urge to drop to her knees in front of him and worship his manhood. The moment lasted only seconds before Ian's head lolled back once again, as Gianna lowered her mouth over the crown of his cock. Lucia gasped as she watched her sister slowly bob her mouth up and down the first few inches of Ian's tip, her drool running down his length in small rivulets. Gianna's eyes never left her sister's as she sucked the huge throbbing tool, and she elevated the gloating with a lascivious wink. Lucia felt her nipples stiffen, and glanced in the rear view mirror to see that the cab driver was watching the show intently. She was about to warn her sister, when Gianna suddenly starting taking Ian deeper, stealing all of Lucia's attention. Lucia watched as Gianna sank her lips down Ian's shaft, all while still staring up at her sister. Gianna's eyes seemed to widen in surprise as Ian's tip hit the back of her throat when she was only half way down his length, and Lucia had to stifle a chuckle as she saw Gianna struggle. Sensing her sister's amusement, Gianna closed her eyes, and set her face with determination before pushing her throat against him harder. She gagged almost immediately, and came up gasping for air as Lucia covered her mouth and smiled behind her hand. Undaunted, Gianna took a deep breath and drove her head forward, this time succeeding, just barely, in getting his head into her throat. Ian moaned for an instant before she coughed and nearly threw up as she pulled back gasping for air yet again. This time Lucia could not restrain her laughter, and her heart-felt belly laugh caused Ian to open his eyes and look at her once more. "Whats the use of having a big cock to play with if you don't have the skill to treat it properly?" Lucia taunted with playful venom in her voice. She blushed as she said it, unused to being so lewd in front of her sister. "Oh fuck you, Lucia!" Gianna said with genuine anger borne of embarrassment and frustration. "Like you could do any better." "I certainly could." Lucia said with sober certainty. And then, just to piss Gianna off even more, she looked into Ian's eyes and added "I would show that big cock the proper respect and worship it deserves." Lucia was pleased to see Ian's large tool pulse in her sister's hand in response to her words. Gianna must have felt it as well, and she looked with outrage at Ian before slapping his cock lightly. "She's all talk." Gianna assured him. "Try me." Lucia replied with dead seriousness. Ian appeared suddenly to be fully awake and sober, scarcely daring to breath as he glanced between the two sisters with poorly disguised excitement. Gianna stared her sister down, clearly contemplating how to come out ahead in the situation after failing to deep throat Ian's cock. "You think you can get it all the way down? Is that what you're saying?" Gianna demanded. "I can." Lucia replied with a false confidence she didn't entirely feel. Ian really was huge. Gianna scoffed. "Impossible." "Try me." Lucia challenged again, her eyes flashing. Gianna hesitated, but couldn't resist the opportunity to see her sister humiliated; after all there was no possible way anyone could take every inch of Ian's dick down their throat. "Go ahead. Embarrass yourself." Gianna said, pushing Ian's dick towards her sister. Lucia reached out her hand gingerly, for the first time fully realizing Ian's girth as her hand wrapped around his warm shaft. Ian took a sharp breath as she tugged him up and down, watching as his foreskin slid back and forth over the glistening head. Ian watched her like a hawk as Lucia leaned over, and glancing up at her sister worked the thick spit from the back of her mouth up and spit it audibly onto the head of the thick cock in her hand. "It won't make a difference." Gianna taunted. "He's too thick." "We'll see about that." Lucia replied, using her hands to spread the lubricant along his entire length. Still stroking with her hand in the middle of his shaft, Lucia leaned in and engulfed his cock in her mouth, letting her saliva run freely. She bobbed her head twice, letting his tip hit the entrance to her throat, where it brought the thick saliva from deep in her mouth cascading down its length. Knowing her sister was watching, Lucia steeled her nerve for her first attempt. Seeming to sense she was about to take the plunge, Ian reached out, and cupped the back of her head, his hands entwined in her hair. "Hey! No helping!" Gianna exclaimed, slapping his hand away. Lucia rolled her eyes in exasperation, and slowly began her descent on him, feeling his wide head hit the entrance to her throat a little over half way down his length. Her lips stretched out, gripping his shaft like a suction cup as if they could climb to the bottom on their own. Lucia paused for a moment, and then began to work her head from side to side slightly as she attempted to force his head into her throat. She worked slowly, but methodically, relaxing her throat while simultaneously flexing her neck muscles, forcing her head downwards. She felt her muscles loosen, but was not rewarded with the pop of his tip into her throat. She felt Ian throb in her mouth, and heard him groan with pleasure. As she came back up for air, Gianna cooed with glee. "See I told you, bitch! Its too thick!" Lucia did not dignify Gianna's claim with a response, but merely took a deep breath and descended yet again. With grim determination, Lucia sank her lips over half way down his shaft until his head met the tight entrance to her throat once again. Ian shuddered and groaned as Lucia slowly ground her head in small circles, working her throat around his cock head. Finally, with a loud gagging swallow, Lucia felt his head enter her throat, and Ian moaned again as her muscles convulsed involuntarily around the tip of his shaft. Pausing for a moment, but knowing she had to press on before she passed out, Lucia slowly eased her way down his length, feeling his meat fill her oesophagus. S she reaches his wide base, her lips stretched out, reaching to cover the last half inch of him as her nostrils flared for oxygen. Gianna gasped helplessly as her sister succeeded in taking Ian to the hilt, and held him there for a moment of triumph before pulling back off his manhood. She came up gasping for air, thick and sticky lines of saliva running from her lips and down Ian's length like spider webs. "Holy shit." groaned Ian. "Holy shit!" whispered the cab driver. "Shit." muttered Gianna. Lucia, her sister, the driver, and the challenge momentarily forgotten, stared up into Ian's eyes, revelling in his awe at her talents. She licked her lips, eyes gleaming as she planted a sticky kiss on the slimy and wide head of this cock. In a sudden fit of jealous rage, Gianna reached across, and tangling her hands into Lucia's hair, thrust her sister's head back down onto Ian's rod. Lucia gagged as his cock bumped into her throat's entrance again, unable to penetrate due to her surprise. Ian looked shocked but made now move to help Luica as her sister forced her head down onto him. "Take it all again you show-off. Come on! I thought you loved deepthroating big dicks!" Gianna taunted. "Fuck her mouth." she said to Ian. "Force it down her throat!" Ian, looking down into Lucia's eyes for signs of distress, correctly identified lust-fuelled determination instead, and following Gianna's order he began to slowly thrust his hips upwards into Lucia's face. Lucia gagged and sputtered loudly, spit spewing out around the edges of Ian's thick shaft. Finally, with a grunt, Ian succeeded in forcing his tip into her throat one more, and Lucia felt her airway fill with cock as he fucked her throat while her sister held her in place. Gianna was relentless, not allowing Lucia to pull back for air for nearly a full minute. Ian never paused, but merely watched Lucia's eyes for signs of consciousness as he pistoned her gagging maw. Lucia, fought to keep eye contact with Ian as her eyes involuntarily squinted with successive gags. Unable to hold back, Lucia jammed her right hand into her jeans, and brought herself to immediate orgasm by pressing against her clit. Her moaning seemed to bring Ian close to his own climax, and he fucked her face briskly. Suddenly, as quickly as she had forced Lucia's head down onto Ian's meat, Gianna yanked her sister off by the hair. "Not so fast!" Gianna said with a laugh. "I still need this big dick inside me tonight." Ian, chest heaving, stared forlornly at Lucia's mouth, his giant shaft glistening with spit, thick blue veins throbbing along its length. Lucia, gasping for air in post orgasmic bliss, stared at his dick with wanton desire, and tugged against Gianna's tight grip on her hair, wanting nothing more than to bury him into her throat again and coax him into dumping his load into her stomach. "We're here." said the cab driver. The car had not moved for several minutes as he watched the show, but with the chances of a mess being made in his back seat increasing, he seemed eager to rid himself of his passengers. "Time to go!" Gianna said, laughing at her sister's discomfiture. "You're coming up stairs with me." she said, gripping Ian's shaft like a handle and dragging him after her out of the cab. With on last shake of his manhood in Lucia's direction as she closed the door behind her, Gianna strode off to her apartment building, Ian trailing behind like the lust-drunk man that he was. Lucia, still drooling and catching her breath, watched them leave with ill-disguised lust and disappointment. "Fuck!" she swore. "Shit! Fuck! Shit!" The cab driver cleared his throat, and immediately Lucia blushed bright red as she remembered he could see and hear her. She looked in the mirror and met his gaze, and idea lodging in her sex-addled mind. "Where do you want to go?" the driver asked. Lucia, unable to push the new idea from her mind, responded with confusion. "I need..." she began, before faltering. "What do you need?" he asked, staring into her eyes in the mirror, willing her to admit her deepest desires. "I need..." Lucia began again, and then hesitated. The driver watched her in silence as she made up her mind, then prompted her. "Say it." "I need cum." she blurted, feeling instantly ashamed. "Say it again." he ordered, turning around in his seat to look directly at her. "I need cum!" she insisted, meeting his gaze. "Please, I need it now." Sibling Rivalry With a nod of silent agreement, the driver opened his door and exited the cab, closing it behind him. Lucia whimpered with lust as she fingered her pussy while he opened the rear driver-side door. Reaching inside, he grasped her hair, and guided her towards him. Removing her hand from her pants, Lucia crawled on all fours on the back seat until her head reached the door in front of his crotch. She licked her lips as he released her hair and unzipped himself, pulling out an average-sized circumcised cock, already rock-hard. Without pre-amble, she impaled her mouth on him, easily taking him to the hilt, her tongue dangling along the underside of his shaft. "Oh fuck that's good." he muttered, his hands exploring Lucia's chest, reaching inside her top to cup and fondle her heavy breasts. Lucia moaned around him as he tweaked her nipples. "Oh god yes." he moaned. For several minutes, he was content to grope Lucia's tits as she worked her mouth on his cock, until the headlights of a passing car reminded him of their precarious and exposed position. Unwilling to remove himself from her mouth for even a minute to find a more private location, he gripped her head in both hands and began to briskly fuck her mouth, eager to quickly give her the object of her desire. Lucia moaned excitedly as she felt his balls slapping her chin, knowing that he would not be able to maintain his pace for long before emptying his balls into her mouth. Lucia was oblivious to the danger of being caught, desperately wanting only one thing in the world. Denied Ian's cum, she would settle for the driver's to temporarily satisfy her need. "Take my cock you slut." the driver said, growing bold as he neared his orgasm. He held Lucia's face tight against his stomach, his modest cock buried into her mouth, tickling the entrance to her throat with its tip. He pumped his rod into her, squishing her nose as his balls twitched and tightened. With a grunt he began to cum, his shaft throbbing as jets of cum shot straight down her throat. Luica gagged involuntarily on its salty taste as some of it ricocheted into her mouth, then moaned with satisfaction. He reached down and gently massaged her throat as if to sooth her gag reflex, muttering softly. "Swallow it all like a good slut." he said. "That's the way, take it all." he said as his softening cock continued to leak into her mouth. He held himself there for thirty more seconds as Lucia sucked the last drops from his tip before pulling away and hurriedly stuffing himself back into his pants. He glanced around to see if anyone was watching before closing the back door and climbing into the front seat again. Lucia, contentedly rolling the last of his cum back and forth in her mouth, had stuffed a hand back into her pants and brought herself to another quick orgasm swallowing his seed with relish. The driver watched in the mirror until she was finished, and then offered to take her home. He gushed about how sexy it was to find a woman who loved cock and cum so much, and after assuring her that the ride home was his treat, he want on to further offer her free rides any time in return for her talents. Lucia smiled and made polite responses to him, and was even intrigued by his offer, but found herself too distracted to focus on is banter. Despite the temporary satisfaction of taking a load of cum, she was unable to get Ian's cock out of her mind. Lucia's mouth watered, nipples hardened, and pussy throbbed at the thought of his thick meat, and then and there she made a solemn vow to herself that she would find him again. and worship his cock properly next time.