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Naughty Brother

By: genderbender



The girl must have been in her mid to late teens with what appeared to be a mild case of acne on her otherwise lovely face.  Of course, by the time Brad got close enough to look at her face he’d already been dazzled by her delicious looking breasts, shown off to such advantage by the skimpy camisole top that clung to every luscious curve. Her brassiere straps were visible but clearly she wasn’t wearing one of those recently revived “Wonder Bras”. The full breasts moving beneath the thin cotton were obviously all hers.

Brad tried not to be too obvious as his eyes moved down her body to her bare belly and the baggy jeans that hung on her hips. Despite her youth, there was no doubting this girl had a woman’s body. He could feel himself getting hard as his eyes returned to those wonderful breasts. From the sensuous way the girl was walking he was certain she’d noticed his interest and was playing to it. He finally lifted his gaze to her face, only half surprised to find she was openly staring back at him. He felt his face flush, then smiled. The girl averted her eyes and continued past him. He turned to check out her bottom, which even in the baggy pants looked inviting as her hips swung from side to side. She’d gone not more than twenty feet when she glanced back at him over her shoulder, a sexy smile on her full lips. Brad closed the door to his car and turned to follow the girl, his mind suddenly disconnecting from the possibility she might be jail bait as his pecker continued to fill out the front of his jeans.

The girl turned at the corner but stopped about fifty feet from the intersection beneath a tall elm tree. Her eyes met his as he came to a stop about five feet from where she stood with her right hand resting on a cocked hip. Brad had little doubt this fine young thing received more than her share of attention from men and boys for many years. No girl with a body like this gets ignored for long! He could tell from the expression on her face that she was waiting for the come-on. He forced himself to keep his eyes off her body, meeting her steady gaze as they made up their minds what was going to happen next. The girl was the first to speak.

“You looking for somethin mister?” Brad suddenly felt older than his 27 years. No doubt to this youngster he looked like a mister, despite his good looks. He cleared his throat before responding.

“That question has so many answers, I wouldn’t know where to begin.”

“Maybe I could make it simpler by asking why you’re following me?”

“Pretty stupid, huh?” The girl’s brow furrowed. She hadn’t expected an answer like that. It was at this point when he finally noticed the light marking on her cheeks that suggested acne.

“So, you are following me?” Now both her hands were on her hips. The girl obviously wasn’t intimidated by a man checking her out, even a man almost ten years her senior.

“I guess the answer is yes, though at the moment I’m feeling awfully embarrassed to admit it.” A slight smile lifted the girl’s raspberry colored lips, though the stern look in her eyes remained. Yet the moment he returned the smile her face softened.

“Please, I’m sorry for taking off after you like that. I can tell you’re a nice girl. I just saw you walking along and you looked so much older, I mean so very lovely.” He shook his head and tried again.

“I’m only making matters worse I guess.” The girl’s hands were now at her side and the smile on her lips had widened. She seemed to recognize his discomfort and was somehow flattered by it. Brad paused and sheepishly returned her smile, aware that his fully engorged penis still filled the front of his jeans. Fortunately, the girl’s eyes hadn’t caught sight of his arousal as they spoke.

“You’re funny.” At precisely that moment the girl’s eyes lowered for an instant, widening slightly before they quickly darted away from the evidence of his excitement.

“What’s funny?” Her eyes finally met his again and he could see the flush in her face.

“I saw you watching me. You know a girl can tell when a guy’s interested in her.” She stopped, her tongue darting out to moisten her lips before she continued.

“I could tell you were going to make a pass at me.” Brad allowed his eyes to glance down for the first time during their conversation, taking in the lusciousness of the girl’s breasts, so dramatically on display in her skimpy camisole.

“I’d love to make a pass at you, but I think I’m a little too old to be taking risks like that.” His eyes met her’s again and they held one another’s gaze.

“Jailbait, huh?” He was surprised to hear her use the term that had been bouncing around the back of his mind.

“Yeah’” he said with a sigh. “How old are you?” She stood a little more erect, her arms pulling back slightly, a move that brought those glorious mounds into even greater prominence.

“I turned eighteen last week.” He felt himself relax, his worries suddenly gone. “My boy friend last year was 22 and he didn’t get into any trouble even when I was seventeen.” Brad found himself wondering whether this sweet, luscious creature was actually tempting him. The thought caused his cock to surge in his jeans.

“So what happened to him anyway?” Brad realized that he’d come closer to the girl and they were only about eighteen inches from one another now, talking in little more than a whisper. This was the type of subject that was best spoken of quietly.

“He got a job out of state.”

“And what did your folks think about you going out with an older guy?” He knew he was beginning to sound like a counselor, but then he also knew he wasn’t going to make any stupid mistakes with this teenager who was still in high school, regardless of how entrancing her body was.

“Don’t be silly. I never told them about Mario.” The plot suddenly thickened. This girl had obviously been willing to hide a relationship, probably with a guy who was enjoying her sweet young body.

“You guys must have been pretty good friends.” The girl smiled, understanding instantly what he was really talking about.

“The best.” Her eyes were playing funny little games as she suggested how naughty she could really be. Brad’s eyes lowered to gaze at the girl’s bosom again, noting this time that her nipples were visible through the thin layers of fabric. Clearly this conversation was turning the girl on.

“So. You interested in taking a ride in my convertible?”

“You’re not driving a convertible.” He smiled broadly.

“Well, I’ve got a sunroof and we can open all the windows.” She giggled.

“Okay.”

He knew he’d better get out of her neighborhood and so headed for the highway leading to the rolling hills south of town. The windows were down, sunroof open, the girl’s hair flying in the wind as the car sped along the open road. She leaned against the far door, gazing toward him, her feet just touching the side of his thigh. He glanced over from time to time to remind himself what he was doing with this stranger. Her expression suggested she was already halfway to some hidden parking spot, eyes heavy, full lips pouting. Then she began working her bare foot against his thigh, the toes sliding up toward the top of the well-muscled limb. He gazed down at her toes only inches from his aroused manhood, then glanced again in her direction. She gave him what was clearly her most sultry look as her toes moved even closer to their apparent destination. His heart was speeding up as this temptress played with him as his car hurtled down the highway. He saw his turnoff and quickly slowed, turning the wheel toward the girl, causing her body to slide toward him. Her toes nudged against his erection. As the car straightened out her foot withdrew, yet the contact had been made, the compact signed in their unspoken agreement. He pulled into the narrow lane and made his way over the bumpy tracks until they came to the edge of a small lake he’d known since boyhood.

Brad shut off the ignition and slowly turned toward the girl, whose name he’d learned was Shelley. She’d drawn her knees up against her body, her bare feet on the leather upholstery. He wondered what she was thinking about. Was this just a big tease for her, something to tell her friends about at school tomorrow? Just then her legs slid along the leather, parting slightly as she extended them toward him. He leaned forward on the seat, turning so that her legs slid on either side of his torso, one edging against the back of his seat, the other coming to rest on his thigh. Lying like that she looked incredibly seductive! Then her toes were searching out his erection again. He stared down at the tiny digits, each nail carefully painted, as they pressed into the bulge in his jeans. No doubt this girl had learned some essential lessons along the way. Brad sighed, his fingers sliding over bare skin as he caressed the girl’s foot.

“That tickles!” She jerked her foot back, spreading her legs even farther apart. Brad couldn’t resist sliding his hand along the inside of Shelley’s thigh until his thumb was pressing into her crotch. He moved the thumb from side to side, aware his expert caress was teasing the girl’s most sensitive flesh beneath the multiple layers of clothing.

“And does this tickle too?” The girl’s hips shuddered on the seat, offering him her answer.

“You don’t waste any time do you?” She groaned, one hand reaching down to grasp his thumb and stop its practiced movements. Brad slid free, his fingers moving along the girl’s waist as they approached those incredible breasts. The girl was helping him, her fingers spreading over the back of his hand as she guided him. Then he was touching her, hand cupping the full underside of one heavy mound. His fingertips reached up to take hold of the engorged nipple, teasing it between thumb and forefinger as his hand moved to hold the entire orb. Their eyes held one another as his fingers measured the firmness of the oversized breast. The girl’s expression told him of her arousal. He wondered how far she’d let him go on this first encounter. Would she save herself for later or give him all of herself this very day? Would she be frightened if he opened the front of his jeans and pulled out his substantial erection? Had she ever kissed a man’s cock before? Perhaps she loved giving head, was waiting to drink his cum. The thought tantalized him as much as did the wonderful breast filling the palm of his hand.

He leaned over, his torso settling between the girl’s spread thighs. Their eyes held one another as lips drew closer until at last they were kissing. The girl was hot, her tongue instantly reaching toward him, slithering between his parting lips. But the position was too uncomfortable and their lips parted with a sigh. Brad leaned back, his arm around the girl’s torso pulling her with him. He slid from beneath the steering wheel, drawing the girl onto his lap, her thighs on either side of his hips. His rigid cock was now wedged against the girl’s loins and her breasts thrust toward his chest. Their second kiss was even hotter, tongues dancing as lips moved hungrily together. This teenage temptress clearly was holding nothing back, her hips shifting as she sought the hard instrument wedged between his legs.

His hands were beneath the camisole now, touching taut skin as fingertips searched for and then released the clasp to her brassiere. Their lips broke, the girl leaning back as his hands slid around her torso until fingers were cradling her heavy breasts, the naked orbs incredibly firm beneath the silken skin of her young body. He pushed the camisole up and pressed his lips to a distended nipple, tongue lushly caressing the firm nub. He could feel the girl’s fingers in his scalp pulling his mouth closer. He opened his eyes to peer up at the girl’s face and saw instantly how turned on she was. He released her nipple and accepted her lips once again.

Clearly this surprise meeting was beyond Brad’s wildest dreams. He was typically successful attracting women in his life, but making out with a hot teenager like this had not been part of his experience for a long while. Certainly he couldn’t recall the last time he’d made out with someone this young who was this hot and this gorgeous. There simply was no way he could walk away from this breathtaking opportunity.

Shelley was moving, her body sliding to the side. Their lips parted and he gazed up at her, trying to discern her intentions. Was she about to call a halt to their play? She’d turned on the seat and he received a clear answer to his question. The girl’s hand extended, fingers spreading as they made contact with his aroused organ through the faded denim of his jeans. He stared down, entranced as her fingers found the hidden zipper and began pulling it down. Then she was searching inside his cotton shorts, fingertips finally making contact with bare flesh. He groaned, hips lifting off the seat. Her fingers reappeared carrying his rigid member clutched in her fist. His organ rose from the gap in his shorts, extending to its full dimensions as the girl’s slender fingers expertly stroked him.

Before a word could be spoken Shelley leaned over and pressed her lips to the bulging crown of his cock, tongue extending to caress the sensitive rim as those pouting lips engulfed him. The girl was amazing! Wherever she’d learned how to suck cock she’d been an A student, her head bobbing up and down as lips and tongue danced together to create the most delicious sensations. Brad knew if he wasn’t careful he’d loose control. Shelley was hot! He reached out to stop her bobbing head. Her eyes lifted to meet his gaze and he could read her excitement. She lifted her lips and smiled as her tongue slowly licked the tip of his cock before retreating. Her fingers still clutched the base of Brad’s saliva smeared organ which continued to throb with excitement.

He leaned back against the leather seat, right hand slowly stroking his cock as he watched this young temptress remove her jeans and panties. For a moment he thought about putting on a rubber but then thought the better of it. He wanted to feel this girl’s tight pussy wrapped around his naked organ. Then she was moving, turning to face him as her leg extended across his thighs to position her body above his rigid member. Her knees bent as he guided the bulging crown of his cock between her thighs. Shelley paused, obviously relishing the sensations created by the rigid organ spreading soft folds of flesh and stimulating the girl’s aroused clitoris. Her fingers clutched his arms as she slowly flexed her knees and invited his throbbing cock into the tight opening of her young pussy. He watched the bulging crown wedge between the parting folds then released the shaft as the organ locked into the grip of her willing body. His fingers took hold of the girl’s slender waist and he lifted his eyes to watch her expression as his long, thick cock slid inch by inch into her exquisitely tight center. Her eyes were heavy with excitement, her tongue riding along her full lips, her cheeks flushed. His fingers slid up to spread over those magnificent breasts that had first caught his attention. Her eyes opened and met his gaze. They looked deeply into one another’s eyes as his cock slid deeper and deeper. Her groans told him of her desire for this meeting. Her hips turned toward him, then pulled back as she stirred his cock within her moist, hot depths. Then her head tilted down and their lips found one another, his tongue quickly simulating the fucking action of his cock as it slid in and out of her open mouth. Her hips lifted, then plunged back down, this time taking his cock to the depths of her pussy. She ground against him as though wanting to break his cock off to keep forever in her hungry body. His hands slid down and around, his fingers cupping her tight, round cheeks. He pulled her forward, then lifted his hips to drive his organ home again. Shelley moaned into his mouth.

The preliminaries were delicious, but it was not long before they were devouring the main course. Her hips rose and fell with a fury as his bottom lifted off the leather seat to meet her. Musky smells filled the inside of his car and slippery sounds announced the movement of excited bodies. This was fucking the way it was meant to be, two hot lovers giving everything they had to the other! Shelley’s scream split the sultry summer stillness and a moment later his own ejaculation exploded from deep within his loins. He rode the waves of release, his cock surging as juices splattered within the hot grip of the girl’s convulsing pussy. Then she collapsed against him, her chest still heaving as the last sobs escaped her throat. His heart pounded in his chest and he knew he’d died and gone to heaven. This was one fucking hot number and she had just turned eighteen years old! Last week she’d have been jailbait, but today she was his lover.

Shelley was surprisingly nonchalant about their exciting sexual tryst, casually putting on her panties and jeans before reaching back to fasten the clasp of her brassiere. Brad lay against the seat, his glistening cock still exposed in the front of his jeans, though now much reduced in size. It was Shelley who extracted a tissue from her pocket and began carefully wiping his organ dry. He gazed down at her slender fingers now pushing his cock back into his shorts before she pulled the zipper in place.

“Thanks.”

“My pleasure.” She smiled and then turned her attention to the view of the lake between the ancient willow trees that stood on either side of his car.

Nothing more was said about their fucking and as the light began to dim she suggested they head back to town so her parents wouldn’t get worried about where she was. They didn’t talk during the drive, both listening to the music playing on the radio. He headed back to where his car had been parked when he first saw the girl. She told him to drop her off at the corner near the elm tree.

“I’ll probably be around here tomorrow if you’re interested.” Shelley said it so casually that he wasn’t certain whether she hoped he’d be there or not.

“Well, you might see me.” He tried to sound casual as well, though he knew he wanted more of what this teenager had to offer.

“Goodnight.” She turned from the car and sauntered down the street. He watched for a while, noting that her hips swung a little less than they had when she first offered herself for his inspection. But he’d tasted the fruit and knew how sweet it was, he didn’t need further enticement. He turned the wheel and sped off into the night.

II

Brad stopped by his parent’s home that evening to pick up some clothes he’d left in his room. He’d only recently moved to his own apartment following a brief stay with his parents after splitting up with his girl friend of the last five years. He was surprised to see his sister’s station wagon in the driveway.

Lisa was the oldest of three children and Brad the youngest. His older sister was twelve years his senior. Lisa married when Brad was in his early teens and now was the less than proud mother of three, the oldest of whom was Victoria, who’d turn eighteen that spring. As Brad walked through the front door he saw and heard quickly that all three kids were with Lisa. Victoria was seated at the upright piano, her back toward the keyboard as she watched the three adults deep in conversation. Brad couldn’t help but be aware that his neice was about the same age as the girl he’d just fucked. And in her shorts and tee shirt she looked every bit as desirable! He’d somehow overlooked his neice’s rapid development and was almost shocked at the fullness of the girl’s bosom and the length of her deeply tanned legs. He quickly averted his eyes and stepped into the room. He could tell something was wrong from the tone of his sister’s voice.

“I don’t know where he is.” His mother turned to catch his eye, no doubt cautioning him against saying anything to interrupt this intense conversation. His sister finally glanced in his direction but their father’s words drew her back.


Naughty Brother



“When did you see him last?” Brad guessed they were talking about Lisa’s husband Jake who had long had a reputation as a rounder.

“Yesterday when he left for work.” He could see his sister’s lovely face was stained by tears that still seemed to be seeping from her puffy eyes. Brad stepped past his father and took a seat on the sofa next to his sister.

“Sorry if I’m interrupting.” He spoke quietly as everyone in the room turned to gaze at him. He could hear the two younger children battling in the back room where the television was blaring.

“You’re not interrupting.” Lisa’s words were clipped, conveying an anger that was competing with whatever feelings were creating those tears.

“Jake took off?” He reached out and took Lisa’s hand. She turned to look at him, her deepset blue eyes brimming with tears.

“I don’t know where he is. He didn’t leave a note, he didn’t call. I checked the police and the hospital and no one knows anything. I called his office and they said he was scheduled for vacation for the next two weeks and they hadn’t seen him since last Friday.”

“Maybe we’d better call the highway patrol.” His practical father had already pushed himself off the cushions of his recliner and was heading toward the kitchen where one of their two phones hung. He could hear his father punching in the numbers and then muffled words virtually unintelligible beneath the roar from the television in the back room. Then his sister’s voice boomed.

“Turn down the damn television!” The sound quickly receded, the children obviously aware of their mother’s disturbed state of mind. Glancing over at Victoria he could see the concern in her face as well. A moment later his father returned and took his accustomed seat.

“They’ll have to check around and call us back. You’d better spend the night here.” Lisa suddenly began crying in earnest. Brad released her hand and slipped an arm around her back. She instantly collapsed against him, her body shuddering as she sobbed. The room was silent except for Lisa’s labored breathing and occasional sobs. Jake had had troubles for many years, sometimes with drink, sometimes with other women, sometimes with controlling his anger. Lisa struggled through it all for the sake of her children, but Brad could tell she was reaching the end of her rope with this man.

“Look, why don’t you come for a ride with me.” He was whispering into her hair. Her sobbing had diminished and he knew she was listening to him. “Mom and Dad can look out for the kids for a while. You need some fresh air.” Lisa struggled to pull herself erect, her fingers extracting a rumpled hankie from the pocket of her jeans so she could dab her eyes and blow her nose.

“I don’t know.”

“Go ahead sweetheart. You need a break from this. We’ll be here when the highway patrol calls back.” He gazed over at his big sister, who had always been too old to really be his friend or companion and therefore always remained this beautiful girl, then woman who happened to live in the same house he did, at least until he was seven years old. And she was still beautiful, despite having had three children and living an often tumultuous life. A smile lifted the corner of her lips and she cleared her throat.

“Okay. Buy me a drink at the Roadhouse. I could use a drink.”

The Roadhouse was outside of town, not too far from where he’d taken Shelley that afternoon. He was well known in the local watering hole, though it had been a while since he’d hung around the place. His girl friend hadn’t been much of a party girl, so visiting a nightclub was seldom part of their week. Brad could feel the eyes swing toward the door as it opened and for some reason felt a sense of pride at having his older sister at his side, her hand resting on the inside of his elbow. Even in a cotton blouse and faded jeans she was worth looking at. They took a booth off in the corner and waited for the waitress. Brad decided to keep the conversation light and soon was telling her about his new job. Lisa ordered her second drink before he’d come close to finishing his first. Soon she was laughing at his silly jokes and asking questions about his life. It was as though they needed to catch up with one another after years of living parallel and very separate lives which crossed only at Christmas or Thanksgiving.

It was after their second drink that Lisa suggested they dance. Songs came one after another on the ancient jukebox next to the small dance floor which at the moment was occupied by two couples. Brad wasn’t much of a dancer, but it seemed like a small price to pay to boost his sister’s spirits. Just as they reached the floor the song ended. They stood awkwardly next to one another, waiting for the next record to slide into place. A slow song began and Brad looked questioningly at his sister who rolled her eyes, then extended her arms as if to say, why the hell not. He stepped into her embrace, his fingers sliding around her slender waist to rest on the middle of her back as he’d been taught to do when he was thirteen. They slowly turned on the dance floor, bodies carefully kept apart from one another, eyes staring over each other’s shoulders.

The next song was hot and they threw themselves into it. Brad peered over at his sister gyrating on the floor in front of him, her hips swinging, arms flailing, hair flying as she moved with abandon. Suddenly she looked like the teenager he’d seen dancing with her friends in the basement after he’d been ordered out of the room. He’d watched from outside, perched next to a window in the corner of the recreation room his father had created. He hadn’t understood the energy those teens had been playing with back then, but he understood now and knew instinctively the movements of his sister’s hips as they thrust forward in time with the pulsing music were purely sexual. Then the room was quiet again and after a moment another slow song came through the large speaker. This time there was no checking with one another about whether to share the dance. Lisa simply stepped up to him and slid her arm around his shoulders. Suddenly heavy breasts were against his chest and warm thighs touched his own as their loins drew close together. Whether it was the energy stimulated by the fast dance, the liquor swirling through their bodies or perhaps Lisa’s grief over the bastard who’d abandoned his family, there was no doubt about the sexual charge suddenly present between brother and sister as they turned on the floor. Lisa’s thigh slid between his and almost instantly he got hard. But the presence of his erection did nothing to diminish his sister’s arbor as her hips thrust forward with each turn. Her face was hot against his, her hand sliding lower on his back, her breasts urgently moving against his chest. When the song finally ended it was a long moment before their bodies finally eased apart. Lisa’s wild eyes met his for an instant before she turned away. He followed her to the booth, willing his cock to relax but without much success. Despite his intense encounter with Shelley that afternoon he was on fire!

His sister’s face was flushed from the combination of exertion and arousal. Her eyes avoided his as she searched for the waitress, clearly with the intention of ordering another drink. Brad glanced at his watch and reminded himself he hadn’t had anything to eat. He peered over at his beautiful sister, her long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, her cotton blouse damp from exertion and clinging to her wonderfully luscious breasts. He recalled staring at her during the long weekend of her wedding when the house had been filled with family members vying for space to sleep and time in the bathroom. Familiar customs had been cast aside as family members walked around in underwear. He was old enough at the time that he could hardly fail to notice his sister’s well filled brassiere. Even then he’d gotten an erection looking at her.

“I think we should get out of here so I can get something to eat.” Lisa turned to meet his gaze.

“You can get food here.” Her eyes were aglow now. There was no more sadness, at least for the moment. The liquor and dancing had stirred her juices and she wanted more.

“Yeah, they’ve got food. I’m just a little concerned about you getting smashed. I don’t think mom and dad would take too kindly to my taking you out to get shit faced.” He could see his sister’s anger rising. He shrugged and lifted his hands in surrender.

“I take it all back. You’re a grown woman and can handle yourself.” She smiled and nodded her head.

“I’ll be good.” The expression in her eyes suggested she planned on being anything but good!

He had a burger and beer and his sister had one more drink. He suggested they hit the road and she said she wanted one more dance before they left. He reluctantly agreed and as luck would have it, the next song on the jukebox was a slow number. Once again they were in one another’s arms and once again the temperature in the place reached the boiling point. This time he reciprocated his sister’s ardor, allowing his hands to slide down to caress her round bottom as their hips danced together and his erection wedged between her slender thighs. Brad was shocked to find himself in this situation with his sister and even more surprised that she seemed as willing as he was to indulge these obviously forbidden possibilities.

They managed to get out of the bar without difficulty but the instant the doors of his car closed the heat that had been stirred on the dance floor was rekindled. Lisa slid across her seat and literally threw herself into his arms! Her lips on his were hungry to be kissed and there was nothing he felt able to do to resist. Instantly they were sharing the most passionate of kisses and almost as quickly he felt her fingers playing across his aroused organ. Encouraged by his sister’s ardor he lifted his hand and spread his fingers over one of those magnificent breasts, indulging a desire he’d carried for more years than he could remember. Then as suddenly as the passion erupted it disappeared. Lisa pulled back, a loud groan rising from deep within her throat. She threw herself into the far corner of the seat, curling up into a ball.

“God, I’m so ashamed!”

“What are you talking about?” Brad turned in his seat, peering toward his sister in the dim light of the car. A lamp at the corner of the parking lot cast just enough light that he could make out the details of Lisa’s lovely face.

“I threw myself at my little brother.” Her eyes were closed, the knuckle of her forefinger pressed against her lips making her words difficult to understand.

“You’re little brother grew up sis and I think I made my contribution to our little get together. Or didn’t you feel my hands on your bottom while we were dancing or my fingers touching your breast just now?” He was still very aroused and glancing down as his sister’s heaving breasts did nothing to cool his ardor. Her face finally turned toward his and he could see the expression of anguish that had contorted her features a moment before suddenly melt. Their eyes met and he knew she was reconsidering the whole situation. Her lips slowly lifted into a smile and she unfolded from her corner, legs extending, arms pulling back, breasts coming into greater prominence. She was a bit tipsy and more than a little provocative as her left hand once again reached toward him. He moved his arm aside and gave her access. A moment later those long, slender fingers were gripping his erection through faded denim.

“My little brother has definitely grown up.” She squeezed, then slowly stroked him. Her free hand was undoing the buttons that ran down the front of her blouse and a moment later the dramatic cleavage between her lush breasts was visible beneath the parted panels of cotton. She was wearing a sexy, lowcut brassiere that showed off the rising curves of her remarkably full breasts. He lifted his eyes to meet his sister’s gaze, wondering where the hell this thing was going to lead. He knew one thing for certain, however, that he had no intention of making out with his sister in the parking lot of a bar frequented by so many of his friends. He reached down and stopped his sister’s fingers as they began pulling his zipper open.

“I think we need to get out of here.” Lisa’s eyes betrayed her arousal and he knew she had no intention of stopping, for any reason.

“Can we go to your place?” Brad could hardly believe what he was hearing! Not in his wildest imagination did he ever think he’d be making out with his sister. But then he had to amend his statement, because if he’d been real honest with himself, he’d often thought about making out with his sister. Though it was other sister, Beth, who had played some dangerous games with him on more than one occasion. He’d definitely dreamt of making a pass at her! But tonight it was his big sister, his big, sexy, beautiful sister who was offering herself to him for the taking. He turned on the ignition and started the car. His apartment was about ten minutes away and that was where he was headed.

Lisa threw herself into his arms when they were finally alone in his small one bedroom apartment above a hardware store at the edge of downtown. They quickly found one another’s lips and shared a deliciously passionate kiss. Their mouths parted with a gasp and Lisa was once again undoing her blouse.

“Sis, I’ve got to take a shower.” His body still carried the scent of his sweet young lover Shelly and he wanted to clean himself before making love with his sister.

“Ooo goody, let’s.” She’d pulled her blouse out of her jeans and was turning toward the hall to find his bathroom. The blouse flew off her arms and fell to the floor, followed a moment later by her jeans as she stumbled down the narrow hall. He finally started moving, his eyes taking in the wonder of his sister’s perfect bottom only barely covered by the bikini panties she wore. She turned on the light in the bathroom and when he finally joined her she was bareass naked, leaning over to turn on the water, and offering him a perfect view of her genitals, framed between slender thighs. He quickly stripped off his clothes and stepped into the tub behind her, pulling the shower curtain closed before turning to meet his sister’s naked embrace.

Needless to say, getting clean had never been more fun in his entire life as their hands moved over naked flesh, finding sensitive skin while applying lather. Once his body was finally clean he was treated to his sister’s very talented mouth, which couldn’t take the entirety of his long, thick cock, but demonstrated both skill and enthusiasm for the venture. And, of course, he reciprocated, giving her an almost immediate orgasm with his tongue playing between her thighs as water cascaded down her incredible body and over his upturned face.

Their first coupling occurred on his bed, his body between his sister’s thighs as her fingers guided his cock into the moist opening of her pussy. He gazed down the length of her body, between those luscious breasts toward his organ framed between her upraised thighs as the rigid instrument slowly eased into the silken glove of his sister's remarkably tight pussy. Soon their hips were thrusting together, lips locked in another passionate duel, her fingers clutching his bottom, her breasts mashed against his muscular chest. His strokes were long and deep, stirring growls from Lisa’s throat. He could feel her fingernails digging into him as he drove forward again and again. Her pelvis turned toward him as she invited his cock to go deeper. He gratefully accepted. Their bodies hurled themselves together! Smells and sounds of fucking filled the room until they could contain their excitement no longer. Lisa screamed into his mouth, around his tongue. He kept pumping, his body already partially sated from his encounter with Shelley and not yet ready to release another load of cum. Then his sister was moving beneath him, riding up until his cock lost its luscious harbor. Before he could lament the loss, however, Lisa had reversed direction and was sliding down the bed. He stared in disbelief as his sister’s mouth affixed itself to the end of his cock and began hungrily sucking. He pumped his hips, riding his organ between her pursed lips, then withdrawing. Fingers cradled his scrotum, then began playing between his thighs. He stopped moving, marvelling at this sudden turn of events. His sister’s talented tongue swirled around the sensitive rim of his cock as her mouth relentlessly sucked. And then a finger was penetrating his ass and he could stand it no longer! With a loud groan he gave himself completely to the exciting sensations, his cock surging as cum splattered against the roof of his sister’s mouth. He could see her throat working as she swallowed his juices, the sucking mouth creating ever new waves of release. He kept cumming, his body shuddering until it could take it no more. He collapsed to the side, his sister’s finger sliding out of his ass at last.

He awoke in his sister’s arms, his mind trying to get hold of what had just happened. He glanced over Lisa’s shoulder to the clock radio and saw it was almost one o’clock. He knew his parents would be worried by now. He slid from beneath his sister’s arm and eased off the bed, his gaze returning to Lisa’s naked body on the rumpled sheet. He’d never been with a woman this voluptuous before. He felt his juices flowing in his loins as his eyes caressed her lovely curves. In one day he’d fucked a teenager who only days before had been jailbait and then fucked his sister, brazenly violating a taboo that had existed forever. He smiled at his own daring, as well as the knowledge he’d likely do it all again before the week was out. He pulled on a robe and went to the living room to call his parents and reassure them that everything was alright. Then he’d have to wake his sister and get her back home.

III

It was his sister’s voice on the other end of the line when he picked up the phone.

“Morning,” he mumbled, his mind rising to the surface quickly as bright sun from the open window struck his retina.

“Yes, it is. And before we go any farther with this idle chatter, please tell me if what I think happened last night actually happened.” There was a deathly silence on the other end of the line. Brad pushed himself off the mattress, pulling a pillow higher before resting back against the wall as he tried to put a sentence together.

“So, is you’re head throbbing a bit, perhaps?”

“Yes, it is as a matter of fact, but that’s not what I’m talking about.” He knew it wasn’t but at least it gave him a moment to think.

“Are you alone right now?”

“Yes. I’m at my house and the kids are still with mom and dad.” He wanted to ask about Jake but knew she wouldn’t tolerate further evasion.

“What you think happened probably did, because something definitely did happen last night.”

“And did it happen at your place?”

“Most of it did, yes. Some of it happened at the Roadhouse and some of it happened in my car.”

“Oh my god!”

“You said something like that last night too.” Again there was silence except for the heavy breathing on the other end of the line, which he guessed was not caused by arousal.

“Okay, so that’s clear at least.” There was a short pause before she continued.

“I’m hoping that what happened will remain our little secret.”

“I’m certainly not planning on telling anyone.”

“Good.”

“There’s just one thing sis.”

“And what might that be little brother?” He smiled to himself.

“You’re one hot woman, sis, and I want more.” Her gasp was audible. His cock was hard between his fingers. If she were there at that moment he’d fuck her again!

“You are being a very naughty boy.”

“Not half as naughty as you were last night.” There was a long pause before she answered.




Naughty Brother



“Look. We had a good time, I think. And you’re right, I was pretty hot. But then that asshole Jake has hardly touched me in the last year and a half. I don’t think the solution to my problems is to be found in my younger brother’s bed, as pleasurable as it may be.” The sound of her voice carried a level of conviction that made a rematch unlikely, but you never knew about those things.

“I respect your resolve. I’ll keep my hands to myself but my eyes will probably want to appreciate you from time to time. And the invitation is always open, you can count on it.”

“You are incorrigible.”

“I certainly hope so.”

Jake called later that same day and left a message on the answering machine saying he probably wouldn’t be coming back. He said someting about a lady friend with whom he was traveling and the possibility they’d just keep going. Lisa blew a gasket but Brad could tell from reports his mother passed along that she was doing okay. Whether his loving had contributed to her rising spirits he wasn’t certain, but he was glad she didn’t collapse completely.

It was early the following week before Brad returned to the neighborhood where he’d run into Shelley. He parked near the corner store he stopped at that day, relaxing against the fender as he sipped a soda and watched the kids playing ball in the street. Shelley didn’t show up and he drove away feeling quite disappointed. Despite his bravado about making out again with both Shelley and his sister that week, it was turning out that he was making it with neither. He decided to take a swing by his sister’s house and see how she was doing.

The station wagon wasn’t in the driveway but the front door was open so he pulled to the curb and shut off the engine. As he approached the front of the house he could hear loud music, which suggested Victoria was taking advantage of her mother’s absence to crank up the stereo. He didn’t believe for a minute that his sister would tolerate such a racket. He climbed the steps leading to the verandah that extended across the front of the old fashioned home and sauntered toward the door. He glanced into the window to the left of the entry as he passed and saw movement. Stepping to the window he saw a familiar scene, but one he’d never encountered before with his neice.

Victoria was on the sofa locked in the embrace of some boy Brad had never seen before. The teens were kissing passionately. More shocking was the fact that the boy’s fingers were spread over Victoria’s surprisingly mature breast, eagerly massaging the firm flesh through the skimpy tee shirt she wore. Brad stepped to the side so his presence wouldn’t be quite so noticeable should the youths glance in his direction. Peering around the window casement he saw that the boy’s hand was now beneath the tee shirt, which was crawling up his neice’s torso as fingers worked their adolescent magic. He could see the boy’s erection through the front of his shorts and guessed they’d been making out for a while. Then for the first time he noticed the boy’s other hand trying to drag Victoria’s fingers toward his erection. It wasn’t clear whether Victoria was serious in resisting the boy’s efforts, or simply playing a game with him. She obviously had no problem with the fact he was feeling up her tits. In fact the tee shirt was above her breasts now and Brad could see the girl’s lovely bosom covered only by translucent nylon brassiere cups. And, the boy had succeeded in his other venture as well, because Brad could see his neice’s fingers resting on the prominent bulge in the boy’s shorts. True, she wasn’t actually squeezing the boy’s organ, but she certainly couldn’t miss feeling it through the cotton! At just that moment Brad heard a car pulling into the driveway. He stepped from the window and bounded down the stairs. He was conscious that he was mildly aroused from the scene he’d witnessed but made no effort to hide his condition. If Lisa noticed it might help change her mind.

The car door opened and his sister stepped from the interior. He saw she was wearing the same outfit she’d worn that tantalizing night. She was looking every bit as desireable as well, though her expression was serious when she spoke.

“And to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?” She’d turned toward the back of the station wagon and sauntered away from him. He followed the movement of her hips, appreciating once again the marvelous things her round bottom did to faded denim.

“Just a social visit. Mom said you were doing remarkably well and I wanted to see for myself.” She lifted the back door and reached for a bag of groceries. Brad stepped next to her and pulled two more bags out.

“Thank you.” Her voice remained cool and business like. She took the last bag and set it on the concrete while she closed the door. “And I’m doing fine.” They’d turned toward the house just as the screen door opened and the young boy he’d seen making out with Victoria appeared, shortly followed by his neice.

“Hello Mrs. Neilsen.”

“Hi Randy. This is my brother Brad.” The teen, whose face was still flushed from his adventure, nodded.

“Hi uncle Brad.” He’d never seen his neice looking so tempting, though perhaps having witnessed her almost naked breasts being offered to this boy’s fumbling caress, or her fingers covering the boy’s erection, contributed to his arousal in seeing her.

“Hi sweetheart.” The teens stepped aside, Victoria opening the door as he and his sister carried the groceries to the kitchen. He could see the younger kids in the backyard and realized that Victoria was supposed to be babysitting. He recalled the risks he used to take with his young girl friends when they’d been babysitting. He chuckled to himself at the thought that nothing much had changed in the world. His reverie was broken as Victoria and Randy walked past him and out the back door. A moment later the teens were seated next to each other at the picnic table, their backs to the kitchen window.

“I think Randy’s got the hots for your daughter sis.” She turned from the cabinet, a can of soup still in her hand.

“Come off it Brad. Just because you’ve got sex on your mind all the time doesn’t mean Victoria and her friend are fooling around.” Her face was flushed and she looked especially attractive at the moment. She’d turned at her hips and was showing him in one image both her lovely bottom and the fullness of her gorgeous breasts.

“I hate to admit it, but I saw them making out in the front room. They were pretty hot together, as a matter of fact. You got here just in time.” He could tell from Lisa’s expression that he'd shocked her.

“What’d you see?” She placed the can on the counter and turned to face him directly.

“Randy was playing with your daughter’s breasts, for one thing. She certainly takes after her mother in that regard.” Lisa blushed and averted her eyes as Brad openly peered down at her bosom. “And he’d maneuvered Vicky’s fingers onto his crotch just before you drove up.” Her eyes widened and returned to meet his gaze.

“Oh my god!” Brad couldn't help but smile at his sister's reaction.

“There you go again sis. It’s only sex. I know you like it.”

“Yeah, but we’re not talking about me, we’re talking about my daughter.”

“So how old were you the first time you let a boy feel you up?” She averted her eyes again, color rising in her cheeks.

“I bet the boys couldn’t keep their hands off you. I know I certainly couldn’t.”

“Please stop Brad.” He stepped to her side and slid his arm around her waist. Instantly she leaned against him, her curves pressing against his side, her head resting on his shoulder.

“I’m not the enemy sis. I’m family, your little brother, remember?” He felt her arm slide around his waist, then felt her breasts against his chest as she turned into his embrace. Her hips thrust against him and he knew instantly the passion unleashed the week before had not disappeared. It lay just beneath the surface. At that moment there was nothing they could do with the excitement between them, but Brad knew it would be soon. He reached up to lift his sister’s chin until their eyes met. Their lips touched and quickly melted together, a kiss that lasted but a moment. Sounds of children in the backyard reminded them they were not alone.

It was after eleven when Victoria finally turned out her light and went to sleep. Brad had stopped at her bed to kiss her goodnight, aware for the first time that it was a young woman’s body beneath the covers and that his elbow was brushing firm breasts as he leaned close to touch his lips to her warm, rosy cheek. He wondered when she would go all the way with her young friend or some other lucky boy. He didn’t recall girls this sexy when he’d been in high school, but they’d probably been there on the arms of some jock. He returned to the living room and found Lisa folding laundry she’d done earlier in the evening. He joined her on the sofa, indulging himself as he watched her from the side, his eyes caressing her face and body. On impulse he leaned over and kissed her cheek, at the same time running his hand over the top of her thigh until his fingertips dipped between them to cup the mound he’d kissed that first night in his bed.

“Stop that!” She didn’t push his hand away.

“The kids are asleep.”

“Yes, and so am I.” He played his fingers from side to side, aware that he was rubbing against his sister’s genitals.

“I have some medicine to keep you awake.” She dropped the towel she’d been folding and fell back against the cushion, her legs falling open to accommodate his caress.

“I know all about your medicine.” Her words were breathless and he knew he’d won her over. He rolled closer to her and offered his lips. She turned her face and immediately they were kissing. He trailed his fingers up Lisa’s flat belly until they were sliding over one heavy breast, cradling it in his palm as fingertips teased her nipple through the layers of fabric. She’d turned her body now and they eased closer until they were locked in one another’s arms. When the kiss broke Lisa whispered to him.


“Do you think we should use the bed?”

“What do you mean?” He leaned back to peer into his sister’s face.

“I feel a little exposed making out with my brother in the living room.” He smiled.

“Does it feel safer in your bedroom.”

“Yeah, but it also feels strange having someone in that bed other that my husband.”

“I hate to say this sis, but I don’t think you have a husband any longer.”

“I know, I know. Come on, let’s go to bed.”

“Okay.” He began to unwrap from his sister’s embrace and she spoke again.

“There’s just one thing.”

“What?”

“You’re going to have to leave before the kids wake up.”

“Yeah, you’re right, that’d be tough to explain, wouldn’t it.”

The small lamp on the table next to the bed provided just enough illumination that they could feast their eyes as well as their bodies during their lovemaking. Brad gazed down the length of his sister’s perfect body to her mouth moving up and down his rigid member. His own face was between her parted thighs, tongue dipping into moist genitals to reciprocate her expert caress. He reached down to lovingly caress her breasts, then leaned forward again to slide his tongue over the tender folds and tease her engorged clitoris. She begged for him to kiss her pussy again after telling him that Jake never gave her such pleasure, despite her repeated offers of mouth and tongue to his genitals. He’d love it when she sucked him off, but absolutely refused to honor her pleas. So now they were locked in the classic sixty-nine position, offering one another a second orgasm. The first time they’d come with Lisa on her knees straddling his prone body, hips thrusting back against him as his hands cradled her shifting breasts, mouth leaning forward to suck on distended nipples. It was late in the night and they played one another’s bodies with passion and tenderness. Brad marvelled at what a wonderful lover his sister was and how such forbidden pleasure was all the more sweet because it carried such danger.

They came together again, turning at last to hold each other close. Fortunately they’d set the alarm or Brad would surely have slept through the night after his intense sexual release.

It was a shock to everyone the following week when Jake reappeared much chagrined and apologetic. Lisa wouldn’t let him stay in the house but she wasn’t willing to turn her back on him completely. To Brad’s great disappointment, however, his sister told him in no uncertain terms that she couldn’t share her bed with him any longer. She had to focus her energies on trying to work things through with Jake, whether toward reconciliation or divorce she didn’t know. But she did know she couldn’t go through such an ordeal and at the same time carry on a sexual relationship with her brother. So Brad needed to find another outlet for his considerable sexual energy. He decided it was time finally to check out his other sister, Beth, who was only two years older than he was.

IV

Beth lived on the other side of the lake in a slightly larger community where she worked. She was still single, though there had been a string of guys she’d brought home over the years. Beth wasn’t the great beauty his older sister was, but she was very attractive and had an equally luscious figure. His mother had provided good genes to both of her daughters, at least when it came to the bosom department.

He’d seen Beth recently and she looked especially delicious now that she’d gotten a job selling women’s clothes at an upscale store in Henderson. She talked about the store and her wonderful boss who insisted the sales clerks dress well. Beth was given a clothes allowance when she started and deep discounts on things sold in the store. On that particular day she wore a tailored blouse and garbadine slacks that showed off her body in the most elegant way. And, of course, as on so many other occasions, Beth flirted outrageously with him when they were alone together. Lisa stayed pretty close though, so he didn’t really have the chance to test out his newfound passion for incest. But Lisa relinquished her claim and he had every intention to test the waters with Beth. He’d call her bluff!

“I’ll be home around eight. The key’s under the flower pot to the left of the door. I’ll see ya later.” Brad hung up the phone and headed for the shower. He might as well treat this like any other date, even if his sister threw him out on his ear.

He was sipping a glass of the wine he’d brought when he heard the key in the front lock announcing Beth’s arrival. He pushed himself off the deep cushions of the sofa and sauntered in the direction of the door. Beth appeared just as he reached the entrance hall. She dropped her purse on the table and stepped up to her brother to give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Hi, Boo.” She used her childhood nickname for him. Before he could offer her a hug she slipped past him, her breast brushing against his arm. She was wearing a soft sand colored sweater that was loose enough not to look cheap but tight enough that no one with eyes in their head would miss her ample bosom. Her skirt was short and showed off her excellent legs. He noticed she’d changed her hair style, the shorter hair swept back from her face in the most attractive way. She looked rather elegant and frankly, quite beautiful.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I need to change.” She walked from the room before he had a chance to answer. He returned to the sofa and poured himself a couple more inches of wine. A few minutes later he heard footsteps and glanced toward the hallway leading to the bedroom. He was delighted to see that his sister had changed into bedroom wear consisting of a silk peignoir covering a matching negligee. He’d never seen his sister looking so sophisticated before. He smiled broadly.

“Not bad!” She twirled, giving him the full treatment before settling on the sofa next to him.

“You got one of those for me?” He handed her his glass and reached down to pour another one. She didn’t wait, tilting his glass to her full lips and taking a deep sip. She handed him the empty glass and took the full one from his fingers.

“I needed that.” He refilled his glass and leaned back against the cushions, aware that his sister had pulled one leg up on the sofa and her knee was against his thigh. He lifted his glass and gazed over at Beth, allowing his eyes to take in the prominent form of her breasts beneath the softly caressing silk. After a moment he lifted his eyes to meet his sister’s gaze. She was smiling at him, obviously aware of how provocative she looked in this sexy lingerie usually reserved for the bedroom and for a woman’s lover, not her younger brother.

“Cat got your tongue little brother?” Beth lifted her arm and lay it against the back of the sofa behind him, a move that brought her bosom into greater prominence. Glancing down again he noticed his sister’s nipples visible through the silk. He could feel his body stirring, aware that on this occasion he intended to step beyond the limits that had in the past contained their flirtation.

“My tongue’s here sister dear and more than available should the need arise.”

“Oh, you naughty boy!” Beth’s eyes were wide in mock horror.

Brad knew if they were ever to get beyond words he’d have to take some action. Leaning over he put his wine glass on the table before turning toward his sister, a move that brought his aroused manhood into contact with Beth’s knee. Her eyes widened and he thought he noticed a shadow of doubt cross her face. His head rested back against his sister’s arm as his hand reached out to settle on her warm thigh. His sister’s deep blue eyes followed his hand, then lifted to return his gaze. Suddenly, she seemed the one at a loss for words.

Brad allowed his fingers to trail along the silk covering his sister’s thigh, moving down a few inches and then up in what could only be described as a caress. Her thigh was warm beneath the shimmering material. The tension in the dimly lit room was so thick you could cut it with a knife! Beth shifted, reaching down to place her wine glass next to his, a move that resulted in her knee working against his swollen organ. They’d never gone this far in their game before!

“So, you wanted to talk about something?” Her voice was husky and she paused to clear her throat. He smiled, allowing his hips to press forward just enough to increase the contact with her knee.

“You’re such a tease sister.” His eyes moved to caress her breasts once again.

“Who’re you trying to convince little brother. You’re the one who was always walking around the house in your jockey shorts.”

“Not until after you started coming into my room in those baby doll pajamas. You’d stand in front of the lamp on my dresser so I could see through the cotton.” Beth blushed and turned her eyes away.

“Was I supposed to turn my eyes away and not look at your breasts when you offered me the chance?” His hand slid higher on her thigh until fingers eased over the curve of her hip where it narrowed toward his sister’s slender waist.

“You knew I got turned on looking at you but you kept doing it anyway.” A small smile rose at the corners of her mouth and her tongue darted out to moisten those full lips glistening with freshly applied peach colored gloss.

“And tonight you walk in here dressed in this sexy lingerie and expect me to stay cool and calm. Well, I’m only human you know.” Her eyes were focused on his fingers holding her waist, watching to see whether they dared go higher. He could hear her breathing becoming ragged and sensed her growing excitement. He allowed his hips to ride closer again and as he expected Beth didn’t withdraw her knee. His cock was now throbbing in his tight jeans.

“So, you got me. I’m a tramp.” Her eyes lifted to meet his again as she lifted her left hand and began playing with her hair, a move that once again pulled the silk more tightly over her lush breasts. Brad chuckled.




Naughty Brother



“You’re no tramp sister dear, you’ve just got the hots for your little brother.” He lifted his hand until fingertips grazed his sister’s nipple through the silk. Instinctively she sighed, her hand dropping from her hair to take hold of his wrist. But she didn’t push his hand away. He spread his fingers and slid them over the heavy mound until her nipple rested in the palm of his hand.

“I’ve wanted to do this forever!” His words were intense with desire as they both watched his fingers gently squeeze her lusciously firm breast.

“Oh God!” Beth leaned into his hand, her knee sliding against his erection as she drew closer. At the same time the hand resting behind his head began drawing him into her embrace. Brad allowed himself to be pulled closer until his face was pressed against his sister’s breasts. Suddenly they were lying on the sofa, her thigh wedging between his legs as they positioned themselves. Brad raised his body to permit Beth to slide more fully beneath him, then lowered himself between her thighs as they spread to accommodate him. His hard cock was instantly wedged against her loins. Their lips met awkwardly at first, a clumsy kiss of the sort they’d never shared before. But he could tell from the fingers clutching his arms that she was as ready for this meeting as he was. Her hips lifted off the sofa as she reached for his rigid member!

Their lips parted with a gasp but their hips continued dancing together, his rigid organ rubbing between her parted thighs. The only question at that point was who would take the next step in this forbidden dance of incest. Suddenly Beth’s fingers were reaching for the knotted cord at her throat that held the peignoir closed, quickly pulling the bow free. Then she was pulling the garment open. Brad lifted his torso to accommodate her movements, gazing down at her full breasts coming into view in the lowcut negligee. He lowered his face, pressing his lips against one nipple, tongue quickly licking the distended nub through the silk. Beth groaned, her fingers spreading through his hair as she pulled his hungry mouth closer.

This was going better than he dreamed, his hot sister writhing beneath him on the narrow sofa. He knew they needed more room. Lifting his mouth he gazed up at his sister’s lovely face, her heavy eyes returning his stare.

“I think we could use a bit more room.” She smiled, her tongue darting forward once again to moisten her lips.

“I was thinking the same thing.” They unwrapped themselves, awkwardly at first until they were finally standing. Beth led the way, her hand reaching back to take his, much as she’d done when they were little. Only now she wasn’t leading him across the street, she was taking him to her bed! He could hardly believe what was happening to him. After ravishing his oldest sister, he was about to do the same with his other sister.

Beth carefully hung her peignoir on a hanger before turning toward the bed where Brad lay. He’d stripped off both his shirt and jeans, and was now lying there in just his underwear. His organ filled the entire front of the skimpy bikini shorts he wore, announcing to the whole world his excitement at making out with his sister. He peered up at her as she approached the edge of the bed. The silk negligee was lowcut in the front, showing off the fullness of her breasts, one prominent nipple visible through silk made wet by his mouth. She slid onto the bed on her knees and moved toward him. Without hesitation she eased one leg across his prone body and lowered herself, her naked loins centered above his waiting cock. Her hips swung forward, then back, dragging her genitals along his organ. Despite the fact he was still wearing his shorts, Beth’s expression told him the contact was deeply exciting to her. He reached up and spread his fingers over her heavy breasts, gently squeezing, then pressing the mounds together, deepening the cleavage between them. Beth took hold of the sides of her negligee and quickly yanked it over her head. She was completely naked, offering her gorgeous body for his enjoyment! Then she was attending to her brother’s shorts, dragging the garment lower until his cock popped into view. She rolled off him and began inspecting his manhood from close range. Her tongue extended and he felt the excruciatingly sweet sensation of having his cock licked like a popsicle. His sister’s fingers were lightly touching his balls as her lips nibbled on the bulging crown, tongue now running around the sensitive rim. Her technique was different from either Shelley or Lisa, but certainly was equally stimulating. He reached up to stop her movements. She lifted her mouth and turned to press the length of her body against his. Suddenly he was impatient to be naked, to feel his sister’s lush curves against his bare body. He stripped his tee shirt off, then slithered his shorts off his legs. Finally he fell back against the bedcovers and drew his sister’s body close

Their bodies instinctively moved together, hips thrusting forward. His cock found its way between his sister’s parted thighs and began plowing through the soft folds of flesh seeking an opening. They were kissing again, a long, slow, deep kiss. Beth’s wonderful breasts moved against his chest. Her hand rested on his hip, fingers spread as their dance continued. Then Brad was turning, his body lifting off the mattress as he positioned himself between the legs now spreading beneath him. His cock wedged into the soft flesh. They held still for a moment before Brad’s hips lowered, adjusting the position. As he did so the crown of his organ eased into the tight opening. Beth groaned, her fingers sliding around to caress his taut bottom, inviting him to draw closer, to plunge deeper into the moist glove now enveloping his throbbing cock. Suddenly he plunged forward, his organ driving to the bottom of his sister’s pussy. The groan turned into a shreik that quickly ended in his mouth.

Now he was fucking her, fucking his sister for the first time. Her body heaved beneath his, her breasts shuddering with each powerful thrust of his hips. Their eyes held each other, acknowledging what they had known for years. They were lovers simply waiting for this moment, for this coupling. Driving toward one another they lost themselves completely in this perverse meeting. The room filled with the sound of groans, slapping flesh, slippery sliding genitals and deep gasping breaths. Then they arrived at the place they sought, their bodies shuddering in release, Beth wailing out the joy of the moment as her brother groaned and collapsed his spent body onto hers.

V

Brad was shocked beyond belief when he walked into Lisa’s house and found Victoria sitting in the living room with Shelley. As the girl’s turned to see who was standing in the doorway, Shelley’s eyes widened dramatically, suggesting she was as surprised as he was. 

“Hi uncle Brad. This is Randy’s sister Shelley.” He swallowed and forced his mouth to work.

“Hi Shelley. Sweetheart, where’s your mom?” He hadn’t seen Shelley since they’d made love that first day. Seeing her sitting on the sofa in his sister’s home, looking every bit as desirable as on that fateful day, caused a stirring in his loins. But he needed some space from this temptress before his desire became evident to either his neice or his sister. Even though he’d fucked his sister, he doubted she would approve of his balling an eighteen year old, no matter how hot she was.

“I think she’s downstairs.”

“Great, I’ll see you later. Nice to meet you Shelley.” He bounded down the hall before she had a chance to say anything.

Lisa was in the laundry, feeding clothes into one of the machines, her back to the doorway. She was wearing shorts that showed off the sweet curves of her bottom. This obviously did nothing to diminish Brad’s excitement. Then she turned in profile, reaching up toward a shelf for a box of detergent, a move that lifted her magnificent breasts into prominence. He was lost completely! His cock surged within his jeans and he almost groaned. Just at that moment she became aware of his presence and turned her head in his direction.

“You scared me!” Despite her words a smile crossed her lips.

“Sorry, just enjoying the view.”

“Stop it!” Her eyes lowered for an instant and he knew she registered his excitement. She began shaking her head from side to side.

“I’m not going to do it Brad, so don’t even ask.”

“Look, if you can figure out some way to look less sexy, I’ll do what I can to keep this little critter under control. As it is, I’m losing the struggle.”

“I appreciate your making the effort and as I recall the critter isn’t so little.” Her face was flushed and Lisa instantly knew she’d made a mistake playing with this subject matter.

“That’s right, you do have some familiarity with that part of my anatomy. You’ve got one talented mouth big sister.”

“Please, this is hard enough without you reminding me over and over again.”

“I take it things are working out better with what’s his name.”

“His name is Jake, yo-yo. And what makes you think things are working out better?”

“I just guessed you must be getting some by now or you wouldn’t so casually turn down what I have to offer.”

“That’s a low blow Brad.”

“I get it, you’re saving yourself for him on the chance he might get interested again. He’s sneaking out with that rich bitch I guess.”

“I don’t know who it is.” Lisa turned away from him and he thought she might be tearing up. He stepped behind his sister and placed his hand on her shoulder, suddenly regretting the way he’d goaded her. She leaned back causing the tight curve of her bottom to press against his still engorged manhood. He restrained himself from thrusting his hips forward, simply enjoying the firm cheeks against which his organ was wedged.

“I want you, you bastard!” Her words were intense with emotion. Brad slid his hand down his sister’s arm, his other hand finding the round top of her hips, fingers taking hold of her waist. He pressed his lips against the sweet smelling skin of her neck and gave a simple kiss.

“You can have me,” he whispered against her neck. She was turning in his arms, her own hands riding up along his arms as they drew into an embrace, lips quickly finding one another. Their kiss quickly deepened, reminding Brad instantly of the many kisses they’d shared during their week long orgy together. It seemed they were about to begin again. The thoughts about Shelley flew from his mind as he reveled in the feeling of this beautiful woman’s body pressed against his.

“What are you talking about?” Victoria was getting impatient with her friend. Shelley had gone off her rocker or something.

“It’s him, definitely it’s him.”

“He’s my uncle!”

“So what does that have to do with it? Does he drive a red car, with a sunroof?” Victoria was suddenly silent. Brad did drive a red car and she ridden with him on more than one occasion when he opened the sunroof. Shelley was suddenly smiling.

“I told you!”

“Oh my god! And you went all the way with him?” Victoria had had a crush on her mother’s brother for as long as she could remember, so she could hardly doubt that other girls might find him attractive too. But one of her friends actually making out with him?!

“Yeah, he’s really something.” Victoria tried to picture the two of them together, though her lack of experience made it difficult. She and Randy had done some heavy petting. In fact, she’d actually touched his erection a couple of times. But she’d never gone all the way. She knew Shelley was experienced with men. Her last boyfriend had been in his twenties. Yet it was difficult to imagine Brad making out with a teenager, even one as luscious as Shelley. Maybe it was time for her to take a few more risks, to go with the excitement she felt every time Randy touched her breasts or played his fingers between her thighs.

Brad leaned back against the door which didn’t have a lock. His sister was on her knees before him, her willing mouth riding along the curve of his cock, her eyes heavy with excitement as she gazed up at him. She seemed as pleasured by kissing him like this as he was delighted in receiving her expert caress. It was difficult to imagine Jake not wanting to make love with this gorgeous woman. He gazed past his sister’s pursed lips to her lush breasts overflowing the lowcut brassiere visible between the parted panels of her blouse. Lisa sensed his interest and reached up to pull buttons free until her lovely bosom was exposed completely. Brad leaned over, slipping his fingertips into the abbreviated cup of her delicate brassiere until he found her engorged nipples. Lisa sighed, tilting her head back until the bulging crown of his slick organ lay on her pouting lower lip. Her tongue played beneath the purple knob, stimulating the sensitive rim. He could feel himself getting close, knowing with certainty that his sister would welcome his cum. But the reverie was broken by the jarring sound of Victoria’s voice shouting from the head of the stairs. The expression on Lisa’s face suddenly changed and her sensuous mouth gave up his manhood. She rose to her feet, fingers instinctively moving to her blouse as she stepped closer to the unlocked door.

Brad stuffed his cock into his jeans, forcing the zipper over the bulge as Lisa opened the door.

“What is it sweetheart?”

Brad followed Lisa up the stairs, her round bottom swinging from side to side doing little to calm his ardor. They found Victoria in the kitchen with Shelley standing next to her. Victoria held her left hand which was smeared with blood. Needless to say his sister instantly shifted from the role of paramour to the familiar role of caregiver. Brad stepped to one side, his eyes following the unfolding drama. It was a few moments before he glanced over at his one-time teenage lover and found her eyes fixed on him. Shelley smiled shyly but nothing could diminish her sensuous appearance. When her eyes suddenly lowered he knew his erection was still noticeable in the front of his jeans. His face flushed with embarassment. Her eyes met his again and he averted her gaze. At that moment Lisa took her daughter by the waist and, without word, led her from the room. Suddenly Brad was alone once again with this luscious teenager. Their eyes met.

“I waited for you.” It took him a moment to interpret her words. Obviously she was speaking of their intention to get together at the place of their first meeting.

“I was there too.”

“When?”

“The next afternoon.” Shelley’s eyes shifted away, then returned to meet his.

“I had to stay late at school.” Her hand lifted, fingers pushing hair from her face. The cotton sweater did nothing to hide the girl’s lovely bosom.

“Sorry to hear that.” Again she paused.

“Did you stop by again?”

“I drove through a couple of times but didn’t stop.” His arousal remained heightened, his attention now shifting to this sexy youth who had given him such surprising pleasure.

“I thought you weren’t interested in seeing me again.” Her hands now rested on the edge of the counter on either side of her, shoulders back in a move that caused her breasts to lift into greater prominence. He wasn’t certain whether the move was conscious but the result was dramatic.

“I just got a little preoccupied with family matters.” Shelley smiled, then spoke softly but emphatically.

“I noticed.” This was one clever girl with apparent appreciation of the possibilities that exist within families for something more than companionship. He wondered about Shelley’s relationship with her brother. Perhaps some of her expertise came from doing her brother. Despite his youth, the bulge Brad had noticed in the boy’s pants looked quite respectable. How better to hone you oral skills than to practice in your own home?

“You’re a very bright young woman. Maybe I should give you a ride home. Victoria probably won’t be up for much girl play this afternoon.”

“I don’t have to be home for a couple of hours yet.” He felt his mouth lift into a smile as he spoke.

“I was hoping you’d say that.”

Lisa was grateful for his offer, clearly unaware of the possibilities which lay before her horny brother. Shelley rested against the door of the car as they pulled out of the driveway, her face turned toward him, that sultry smile still spread across her pouting lips. He was shocked at how turned on he was being alone with this sexy teenager. His intense encounter with his sister in the basement was but a distant memory as he contemplated the possibilities a few hours with this temptress might yield. He hadn’t asked but was certain Shelley would make no objection to visiting his apartment.

It was still light enough that he knew he’d better park behind the building and use the back staircase. He pulled into the small lot behind the hardware store and turned off the ignition before meeting Shelley’s eyes again.

“Thought we’d stop by my place.”

“Goody.” He wasn’t certain whether she was making fun of him or not. He led the way to the door, then up the dimly lit staircase made narrow by the stacked boxes his landlord stored there. He mused as he opened the door to his apartment how fortunate it was that he’d straightened up his place earlier in the day on the outside chance he’d entice his sister to make a visit. Shelley pushed the door closed, then began wandering around the kitchen before stepping into the livingroom. He followed her, his eyes caressing her lovely bottom offered for his delight in the formfitting jeans she wore. He stepped to the side and settled into the lumpy sofa he’d salvaged from his parent’s basement. Shelley turned slowly as she took in the rather unimpressive surroundings, her eyes finally coming to rest on him. Without a word she walked toward him, turning at the last moment as she settled in his lap. Her firm bottom spread over his genitals, then her breast nestled against his chest as her arm slid around his shoulders.

“I like your place.” Her comment was instantly lost as their lips found one another. The kiss deepened, their lips and tongues quickly recalling the passionate moments at the lake. Brad’s cock automatically filled out, wedging between Shelley’s tight cheeks. The girl’s bottom squirmed against him announcing her recognition of his arousal. His fingers spread over one of Shelley’s lush breasts, marveling once again at the girl’s incredible endowment. The kiss broke as Shelley turned on his lap, offering him unrestricted access to her bosom. Brad lifted his free hand, fingers now massaging both firm mounds through the thin cotton. Her sighs told him of her growing excitement. He reached down and slid his hands beneath the loose sweater, lifting it as his fingers once again found her warm breasts, now covered only by abbreviated nylon brassiere cups. The cotton slid over the mounds, giving him a look at her bosom cradled in his caressing fingers. He teased her nipples through the nylon, marveling at their instantaneous response to his expert manipulation. Shelley’s fingers impatiently struggled to release the clasp lying between the mounds until the delicate harness popped open and those delicious breasts tumbled naked into his waiting palms. Again she was turning to offer her lips and they kissed passionately. Brad was so excited he feared he’d cum in his shorts! He withdrew his tongue, raised his lips and reluctantly released his grip on this luscious teenager’s breasts.

Shelley understood intuitively that they were shifting into a more serious level of play. Her fingers were already working on her zipper, even as Brad slid her from his lap to the sofa cushion at his side. Brad worked quickly to open his jeans and slid the tight garment down his legs, kicking it to one side. His throbbing organ filled the front of his bikini shorts, offering a treat that Shelley responded to immediately. He leaned back and stared down at the slender fingers wrapping around the shaft of his cock and beginning to stroke it through the cotton. The teen had already cast off her jeans and sweater, clearly ready for what was about to happen. She leaned over and pressed her mouth against his organ, lips parting as her teeth slid over the bulging crown, lightly biting him through the cotton, her sparkling eyes lifting to meet his gaze. He watched her fingers rolling the elastic down until his rigid organ popped free. Shelley’s pursed lips instantly spread over the purple crown as her talented tongue slid along the thick shaft easing inexorably into her wet mouth. As much as he enjoyed fucking he had to admit having a woman’s mouth on his cock was even more exciting, especially when the woman was a sweet young teenager like Shelley. Then his mind slid back to the image of his neice on the sofa of her livingroom touching that boy’s cock through his trousers. He tried to push the image away, to erase the memory of the boy’s fingers caressing Victoria’s surprisingly mature breasts. His eyes gazed past Shelley’s lips spread around his organ to her naked breasts and couldn’t help but wonder what his neice’s bosom would look like without clothes. He shook his head, resting back on the cushion as his hips lifted toward the hungry mouth. He felt himself getting closer and reached down to stop Shelley’s movements. Her eyes lifted to meet his, the excitement clear in her beautiful face. She lifted her head, tongue continuing its caress until his glistening cock slid free.




Naughty Brother



Reaching down Brad slid his fingers under Shelley’s arms and began pulling her from her kneeling position. She uncoiled, laying her body atop his as her legs spread across his thighs, her fingers still clutching the base of his cock. As her knees flexed he could feel the tip of his organ wedge between the soft folds of flesh. Their lips found one another again, tongues dueling as his cock began to penetrate the opening she offered him. Inch by inch he slid deeper, the grip of this creature’s tight young pussy incredibly stimulating. Her hips shifted toward him even as he lifted off the cushion, a movement that drove him to her depths. Lips parted with a gasp, his fingers now spreading over the tight round curve of her bottom. Shelley groaned, her fingers clutching his shoulders as her hips writhed, twitching her genitals around his cock. His lips found her nipple, sucking as his tongue twirled around the stiff nub. The caress drove the girl over the edge, her scream exploding through the still air of his livingroom. Her body shuddered before collapsing against his, heavy breasts spreading on his chest. Brad was close but not quite there. He rested a moment, aware of the pounding in his chest as his excited heart held its pace. Then Shelley was moving, her hips lifting until his organ slid free. He knew instinctively what she intended and waited patiently as her body eased between his parted thighs. He peered down at her lovely face, at her eyes fixed to the glistening organ once again clutched in her fist. Her eyes lifted to meet his gaze as her tongue extended to lick the tip of his cock. Then she was sucking him again, this time with a determination that told him precisely how this episode would end. He gave himself to the sensations, his hips lifting off the cushion. The girl was good! He felt the spring tightening in his loins, even heard his groans becoming louder. Then it was happening, his cock suddenly erupting into this teenager’s sucking mouth. He saw her throat move as Shelley swallowed the copious fluid surging from his body. The orgasm came in waves washing over him, ultimately exhausting his depleted body. He collapsed against the cushions, able only to lift his fingers to caress Shelley’s face as she finally lifted her lips from his spent cock. She struggled to her feet before once again laying her perfect body against his and returning his embrace.

VI

Brad could sense something different when Victoria entered the den and found him sitting there. She seemed awkward with him in a way that was completely new. As they made small talk he started to wonder whether Shelley had said something to his neice about their adventures. He was disappointed at the change, yet he had to admit a certain excitement as well. Of course, despite Victoria’s remarkably well endowed body, his neice had just turned eighteen years old. The price of fooling around with her included the certain outrage of his sister should she discover such behavior. He knew he had to keep his urges under control, no matter how enticing his neice appeared to him.

Fortunately, as their conversation continued they fell into their more normal rhythm of gentle teasing and much laughter. As Victoria relaxed she began flirting in a way that was new, returning his jibes in an edgy way. Brad found himself getting uncomfortable, his earlier fears apparently born out. His neice had spoken with Shelley.

“So how long have you known her?” Brad knew immediately who the her was.

“We met a couple of months ago and I gave her a lift.” Victoria suddenly flushed and he realized the alternative meaning of the word he’d used. He blushed as well.

“Did you know about Mario, her boyfriend?”

“She mentioned a boyfriend, but I thought he’d moved out of state.”

“He did. He was a real hunk!” Brad was reminded that girls are as likely to talk about good looking boys as men were to talk about attractive women.

“Cute, huh. Cuter than Randy?” He decided to turn the conversation around if he could.

“Cuter isn’t the right word. Mario was older than Randy. You know, he was more like you are. I don’t know how to describe it.”

“But you like Randy don’t you?”

“He’s okay.” Brad smiled as his neice averted her eyes. His own gaze moved down her body, quickly appreciating her young curves. When he lifted his eyes he found Victoria’s gaze meet his own. He felt himself flush again, embarassed to be caught looking at her like that. Suddenly the light banter came to an end in a silence pregnant with unspoken feelings. After a few uncomfortable moments Victoria picked up the remote control and turned on the television. Brad glanced at the screen, wishing he could say something to break the ice yet aware of the forbidden territory they were dancing around. He remained silent.

Randy was there the next time Brad visited. The two teens were again in the front room though all their clothes were on and their hands were discreetly at their sides as they listened to music. Brad greeted them before moving to the back of the house where his sister was preparing dinner. Jake was once again out of the house, though Lisa was doing quite a bit better with the situation. She’d once again stepped back from her brother sexually, though without the coolness of her first retreat. They had had a frank conversation in which she mentioned the possibility of divorce and the likelihood that it could turn nasty. She didn’t want her personal life to become a topic before the court. She said they needed to cool it until things got clearer on the legal front.

Lisa was busy and he sat at the table making small talk, his eyes enjoying the lusciousness of his sister’s body as she moved about the kitchen. He barely noticed when Victoria and Randy entered the kitchen on the way to the stairs leading to the basement where Jake had created a lovely familyroom some years before. The door closed and at that moment Brad’s mind flashed back to the scene he’d seen so many weeks before. He knew from his own experience as a teen that having adults on the premises didn’t inhibit him so long as a modicum of privacy was available. He felt himself squirm at the thought of Randy’s fingers touching his neice’s delicious young body. Dammit! He wanted to be her first, to show the way to sexual joy! He listened to the giggling as the teens closed the door and descended the stairs.

He tried to focus on what his sister was saying but his ears were tuned to the sounds coming from downstairs. He could hear music and knew the teens had turned on the large television in the family room. It offered perfect cover for fooling around, he mused, his anger rising. He got off the chair and walked to the door leading to the deck overlooking the lawn falling away from the back of the house. He mumbled something about needing some air as he closed the door behind him. His sister was too preoccupied with her cooking to be aware of his agitation. He went directly to the stairs at the end of the deck and walked gingerly down, his mind already planning which window he’d use to peep on his neice and her young boyfriend. His breathing was becoming labored. He knew he was doing something dangerous. The combination of danger and sexual excitement had become increasingly linked as he’d entered the taboo world of making love with his sisters and his niece's friend Shelley. His growing preoccupation with his young neice seemed an extension of both those developments.

Brad stepped next to the window at the side of the family room. The curtain was open and the window cracked. It took his eyes a moment to adjust to the dimy lit room. Then he saw them. Shit! He’d been right!

Victoria’s fingers were inside the boy’s unzipped trousers, while the boy’s worked to open the front of his neice’s blouse. Brad could hardly believe his eyes! The kids were clearly escalating their play, perhaps encouraged by Shelley’s sophistication. He wondered whether his neice felt obliged to mimic her friend’s behavior, to prove her own sophistication to her uncle.

Victoria’s blouse fell open down its length and the boy’s fingers were now trying to release the clasp holding the delicate brassiere in place. Brad could see his neice’s nipples through the translucent nylon cups, could see the fullness of her young breasts. The boy was having difficulties and Victoria slid her hand from the boy’s pants to do the job for him. Randy’s naked erection peeked through the opening, announcing how their play had escalated since that awkward contact in the living room. Brad watched wide-eyed as his neice’s fingers finally released the clasp and began pulling the brassiere open. Suddenly he was looking at the bare breasts he’d been fantasizing about, nipples erect. The boy’s fingers quickly spread over one lush mound. They were kissing now, a deep, passionate kiss. The boy’s slender organ was clearly visible in the gaping trousers, waiting obviously for Victoria’s attention. When her hand didn’t return immediately, the boy relinquished her breast and took hold of her wrist to renew the desired contact. She made no effort to resist, her fingers spreading in anticipation, then slowly wrapping around the boy’s member. Instantly she began stroking him, a move that suggested this wasn’t the first time they’d shared this intimacy. The boy’s hips jerked on the sofa as his neice’s hand moved more quickly. Brad could see the stiff member suddenly erupt, white juice soaring into the air, then oozing from the bulging crown and onto Victoria’s fist. The teens had stopped kissing, Randy collapsing, his neice staring at her handiwork. With her free hand she pulled tissues from the box next to her Brad hadn’t noticed until that moment. Slowly she cleaned her fingers and the boy’s slumping organ. Then she was cleaning the leather cushion next to Randy where errant cum had obviously landed.

He leaned away from the window, his own cock throbbing in his jeans, his breathing coming in short gasps. His neice had come far in a few weeks. It wouldn’t be long before the boy taught her how to kiss his young organ. He wanted to pull out his cock and masturbate but knew that was a stupid idea. He eased from behind the shrub that covered the corner of the house and began walking into the yard, willing his body to relax. This was getting out of hand! He had to calm down.

Brad made a halfhearted effort to change his sister’s mind, but she was in no mood to play along. She’d gotten a call from Jake and was in a nasty mood. They tried to talk it through but there was no use. Brad decided to leave after dinner. Randy had left before they ate. Lisa took the younger kids to take their baths. Victoria was removing dishes from the table, looking even more desirable to him now that he’d seen her making out in the basement. Now he’d look at the tailored blouse recalling how luscious her breasts were beneath the white cotton. Reluctantly he averted his eyes and began to pick up dishes to help. Soon they were standing next to one another at the sink, his hands wet with suds as she carefully dried the dishes he washed.

Once again their conversation carried hidden connotations. Neither knew how to express what was clearly so forbidden. Brad could hardly keep his eyes from the open top of the girl’s blouse. He’d never seen her leave the top three buttons undone and wondered whether she opened the third button after her mother left the room. He couldn’t recall but he certainly didn’t fail to notice the hint of cleavage between the parted panels. Then she brushed against his elbow as she turned with a dish, a move almost paralyzing as her firm breast nudged him. His cock instantly grew in the front of his jeans, thankfully hidden as he leaned against the cabinet beneath the sink. Victoria stepped around him to put the dish away, her arms lifting as she did so in a move that brought her breasts into greater relief within her blouse. Suddenly a dish slipped from Brad’s fingers, sliding over the edge of the counter to shatter on the floor between the two of them. They turned toward each other, eyes taking in the shards of pottery, then lifting. He could see his neice’s eyes widen as they discovered his arousal.  Then she was kneeling and he found himself peering into her open blouse at the sweet young breasts he’d seen naked only two hours before. He kneeled next to her, bending to conceal his excitement. Then their fingers touched as they reached for a large piece of the broken plate. It was like a jolt of electricity passing between them. He withdrew, his eyes lifting to meet his neice’s gaze. He could see the excitement in her eyes. He wanted to take her in his arms, to kiss those full lips, to slide his fingers over those lovely breasts, to guide her hand to his cock. His sister’s voice broke his reverie.

“Oh. Are you okay?” He didn’t know who Lisa was talking to.

“Everything’s okay sis. No one’s hurt.” He remained on his haunches lest his sister notice his arousal and put two and two together.

“We can handle it mom.” Victoria’s face was flushed, almost as though her mother had caught them doing something they shouldn’t be doing. She never looked more beautiful too him.

“Just so no one is hurt.” Lisa smiled what seemed a bit forced smile as she turned and withdrew. Victoria slowly unbended herself, her fingers loaded with shards of pottery. Brad knew he couldn’t stay on the floor and reluctantly stood up, once again highlighting the bulge in his jeans.

“I need to open the cabinet.” Victoria’s eyes held his for a moment, then lowered. He knew she was looking at his excitement. But then he realized she wanted him to open the door of the cabinet so she could put the shards in the garbage. He did as she asked.

They finished the dishes without further incident, but the sexual charge failed to diminish until Lisa joined them. Her presence helped calm Brad and by the time he finally turned away from the sink his organ had relaxed somewhat. Victoria excused herself and he said goodnight, kissing his sister on the forehead as he prepared to leave. He found his neice seated on the front steps when he opened the door.

“Goodnight Vic.”

“Goodnight.” He was surprised when his neice stood up and began walking next to him as he moved toward his car parked in the driveway.

“Are you off someplace?” It was still early in the evening and he thought she might be planning on visiting a friend. She might even have a rendezvous planned with Randy.

“No, just walking you to your car.” She remained at his side as he opened his door, then leaned over at the window as he slid his key into the ignition. Once again he found himself staring into his neice’s open blouse. Clearly this youngster had already learned how to use her charms to entice a man, even if she didn’t know what to do with him.

“How come you don’t take me for rides any more?”

“And where would you like to go?” This development certainly carried a high degree of danger and he wondered where she was going with it.

“I haven’t been out to Pryor Lake this summer.” Brad felt his stomach tighten at the mention of the lake he’d visited with Shelley. Did Victoria know about that day? Was she playing with him, teasing him with a view of her breasts as she suggested a drive?

“Maybe we could make a day of it. Bring Matt and Andy along.” He knew he was throwing her a curve.

“You’re no fun.” His neice leaned away from the window, her hand resting on her cocked hip. She looked remarkably mature in the evening light.

“We can talk about it some more. I’ll probably see you later in the week.”

“See you then.” She turned and walked toward the house, her hips swinging seductively from side to side. Brad decided he’d better relieve his now throbbing cock before he got himself into deep trouble.

He called Beth but she wasn’t home. Shelley was out of bounds. He didn’t have her telephone number and probably wouldn’t call her at home if he had it. Lisa had given him a clear no, at least for the moment. He decided to visit a bar downtown and see if he could find some action. He might even have to spend a little money to get himself serviced. Then he recalled Marilyn, the sultry creature who’d taken such good care of him shortly after he’d broken up with his girlfriend. He pulled over and reached for the glovebox for his address book. He quickly found her number and drove to a phonebooth. He’d never called her before, so he was surprised when he heard a man’s voice answer the phone.

“Hi.” Brad tried to collect his wits, then sputtered out his words.

“Is there someone at this number named Marilyn?’ There was a brief pause.

“Yes. I’ll get her for you.” There was silence at the other end of the line, then the familiar voice, at once sultry and suggestive, spoke to him.

“This is Marilyn.”

“Marilyn, this is Brad. I don’t know if you remember me, but we met a couple of months ago.”

“How could I forget?” This creature had given him the best blowjob he’d ever received for a hundred bucks. She was a high class hooker after all.

“I didn’t catch you at a bad time did I?”

“There is no such thing as a bad time sugar.”

“So you might be available for a little entertaining?” There was a short pause and then the voice resumed.

“I hate to say tonight won’t work. But I’ll give you a raincheck, that’s for sure.”

“Okay, I’ll give you a ring sometime.”

“I look forward to hearing from you. You take care.” The phone went dead and Brad groaned. He decided to go home. He wasn’t up to working as hard as picking up a woman at the bar would involve and wasnt’ in the mood for a hooker. As he entered his apartment he saw the flashing red light announcing a message. He closed the door and walked to the machine, pressing the message button.

“Hello Brad, this is Lisa. I hate to bother you right now. I just got a call from Jake and he wants to meet me. I can’t let him in the house right now. He suggested we meet at his hotel. I was hoping you could keep an eye on the kids for a couple of hours. I know it’s a lot to ask. Please give me a call when you get this message.”

Brad picked up the phone and dialed his sister. He didn’t mind helping his sister out, but the seductive dance he was playing with his neice was dangerous enough when the girl’s mother was home. He feared for what would happen if he and Victoria were home alone, especially with the boys in bed.

“Oh, thank heavens I reached you. Will you come?” He could hear the intensity in his sister’s voice.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea to meet with Jake at his hotel?”

“I’ve got to get this divorce thing moving. He said he’s willing to talk about it and he’ll be out of town again by the end of the week. I don’t want to wait until he gets back.”

“Well, I’ll come right over, but you promise to call if it gets heavy with Jake. I’d love to have an excuse to bust his chops.”

“It’s not going to come to that. I just need you to keep an eye on the kids. Ever since you made that comment about Vicky and that boy Randy, I’ve been worrying about leaving her alone.” Brad felt himself grimace. His sister expected him to protect the sexy teenager when he was the one who had the hots for her. He felt a little like the fox being invited into the chicken coop. He’d have to cool it.

“I’ll be there in about ten minutes.”

“Thanks. You’re a sweetheart.”

Lisa drove away at eight thirty. Victoria was nowhere to be seen and the boys were in the room they shared. Lisa had readied them for bed earlier and they knew when it turned nine they would have to turn out the lights. Brad was the traffic cop for the two of them.

Brad settled in the den and turned on the television, flipping through the channels as he sought out suitable adult fare available at this hour of the evening. He started with a cable movie but then realized he’d seen it in the theatre and began browsing again. He was unaware of his neice’s arrival until she had settled on the sofa to his right. His eyes widened when he realized she was wearing pajamas, baby doll pajamas that showed off more of her young body than they covered.