I made a plate of waffles and toast, added butter and strawberry jam, poured two glasses of orange juice and put everything on a tray with Andy’s birthday card.  I knocked briefly on his bedroom door and entered.  I guess I surprised him in the “act” because he hastily pulled up the bed sheets over his hips.

Pretending not to have noticed anything, I placed the tray on his lap.

“Happy birthday bro!”  I declared, giving him a kiss on his forehead, which was now a little red from blushing.

“Err, thanks Debs.”  He replied running his hand through his blond curly hair.  No wonder my mother fell for his father I thought, he is so cute.

I sat on the edge of the bed; my right foot hooked under my left knee and ate the toast as Andy tucked into his waffles.

“So what have you got planned for today?”  I eventually asked as I picked up the tray and placed it on his chest of drawers before sitting beside him in the bed.

“Nothing much, was just going to sit around the house, watch some TV.  I have some things I should do, but I’ll do them tomorrow.”

I meant to reply “You are going to procrastinate then?” but to my horror I said instead, “You are going to masturbate then?”

It just slipped out; I guess it had been lingering on my mind.  I was my turn to go bright red and I covered my face in embarrassment.

“Deborah!  My innocent sister is perhaps not that innocent after all.”  He paused for a while and before I could make a retort, he continued.  “Why, do you want to watch?”  His right hand slowly pulled the sheet down his chest.  My mind froze and all I could do was watch the sheet slide down.  He stopped just as a few blond curls of his pubic hair showed, I was fully aware he was watching my reaction.

“Last chance to leave.”  He warned, and pulled the bed sheet off completely.  His cock was already stirring and growing in size.  Andy took it in his hand and slowly stroked it as I watched in fascination.

“Have you seen a guy’s cock before?”  Andy asked, beginning to suspect the level of my innocence.  I shook my head and lay on my side facing him, my elbow and hand supporting my head.

“Only in pictures and on video.  My, you got hard very quick.”

“I am so horny, you interrupted me, remember.”  He started stroking faster and little beads of moisture appeared at the tip.  He slowed his pace to long strokes and closed his eyes.

“Ohhhhhhh.”  Andy groaned as streams of thick white cum splashed onto his tummy.  He continued to stroke himself until his cock lost its rigidity.  His cum pooled in his tummy button.

“Pass me some tissues Deb.”  I pulled out three and gave them to him.

“Was that good?”

“Very good, I needed that relief.  Don’t you masturbate?”

I blushed again before replying.  “Sometimes.  How often do you do it?”

“Once I did it five times in a day, I’m sure I could do it more, just need some extra stimulation.”  Andy said.

“How about trying to break that record today?  I have some sexy clothes I could wear to turn you on.  Consider it your birthday present.”  I could not believe I had just said that.

Andy eyed me a little strangely.  “If you want, I’m not going to say no.”  He laughed.  “The little guy agrees.”  He glanced down as his cock twitched.  “Have a go yourself.”

I reached out and lifted up his member, its weight and warmth surprised me.  Under Andy’s instruction and suggestions, his cock soon became stiff.  As I kneeled on the bed to get myself comfortable, my shirt parted and rode up my thighs.  I saw him look between my legs, so I spread my knees apart giving him an unobstructed view of my translucent pink panties.  I knew the material was so thin he would clearly see my triangle of black hair through them.  A tingle of excitement started in my legs.

His hand rested on my knee and slowly moved up my thigh, his fingers tracing little circles on my skin.  I gave out a moan and stroked his cock harder.  I saw his balls retract and just as his fingers reached the apex of my thighs, he came.

“Ohhh, ohhhh, don’t stop, ohhh.”  He cried.

His hot cum spurted out and I tried to coincide my hand movements with his spasms.  Judging by the way his back arched, I got it right.  The remains of his semen trickled over my knuckles.  I got another three tissues and cleaned off his tummy.

“That’s twice; I think you are going to easily break this record.”  I laughed as I stood up.  “I’m going to get a shower and get dressed.”

“Wearing less is better.”  He called out after me.

After a nice hot shower, I went back into my room and lay naked face up on the bed.  As I thought about what I had just done, I slipped my hand between my legs and began to rub my clit.  It did not take long before tingles of electricity replaced the sexual ache and that quickly developed in to a small orgasm.  I rolled over pressing my face against the pillow to muffle my little cries as a wave of pleasure crashed through my body.  Normally after an orgasm, I feel satiated, but this time it left me still wanting more.

I must have dozed off for a couple of hours or so.  When I awoke, I searched through my chest of drawers for something sexy to wear.  I selected a red lacy bra and panty set, and slipped my silk robe on.  I walked out of my bedroom and went down the stairs to the kitchen.

Andy was already downstairs; as he turned around, I saw he was completely naked.  Looking at him standing there, I realized that he had put on quite a bit of muscle on his shoulders and legs.  He also had a nice set of six-pack abs.

“Hello sleepyhead, enjoy your nap?”

“Umm, yes.”  I realized he must have opened my bedroom door and seen me lying there.  At least I was facing downwards I thought.

“Aren’t you hot in that robe?”  He walked toward me and grasped the ends of the tie around my waist.  I did not say anything, so he undid the knot and my robe slid with a whisper off my shoulders onto the floor.

“Wow that is hot.”  Andy said as he took a step back and eyed me from head to toe.  The lace was transparent, and I felt my petite nipples harden.

“Does that work for you?”  I whispered.  He was starting to get hard again.

To tease him, I walked over to the couch, lay down and pretended to ignore him.  He straddled my waist, put his hands on my bra and lightly squeezed my tits.  His cock was now fully erect and just a foot away from my face.  He slipped his hand inside of my bra and massaged my firm flesh.

“Can I fuck your titties?  Rub my cock between them?”  He asked.

“If you want to, do you like doing that?”

Without answering my question, he reached behind me, unfastened my bra and tossed in on to the coffee table.  Grasping a breast in either hand, he pushed them together, trapping his cock between them and started to thrust.

“Oh God, this feels so good.”

My nipples were now rock hard and sensitive, I could feel his testicles rubbing against my tummy.  His precum was oozing out and his breathing ragged.

“Fuck my titties bro, faster.”  His cock was getting stiffer and he was having trouble keeping it between them.

“Ah, ah, oh, that’s it, ohhhhhhhh.”

The first jet of cum landed in my hair, so I closed my eyes before the second and third shots fell on to my eyelids.  He carried on until he could cum no more.

“Jeez, that was so good, thank you.  I am sorry for messing up your hair.”

“Number three.”

“Actually number four, I jerked off into your pink panties while you were sleeping earlier.”

“You’re a bad boy.”  I scolded.

He got off me and I went into the bathroom to clean up.

We had made some lunch and watched a movie on TV.  After it had finished, he went upstairs and brought back some DVDs.  I had stretched out while he was upstairs and he lifted my head up so it rested on his hip.  As the first movie started, I realized it was porno.  Andy started to play with my breasts, gently pulling on my nipples, making them stand up erect.

I let out a soft moan and could not resist sliding my hand inside of my panties.  I was soaking wet and started finger fucking myself.  I came quickly and noisily.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, ah, ah, ah, ah.  Arggggggg.”  I cried before slumping back against my brother.

Eventually I opened my eyes and turned my head to look at him.

“Looked like you needed that sis.” He was playing with his cock.  “Do you fancy sucking me off?”

“Only if you lick my pussy at the same time.”  I stood up, eased my panties down over my hips and kicked them off.  I did not feel shy anymore, just incredibly horny.  I wanted him to make me cum repeatedly.

Andy quickly slid down the sofa so he was lying flat.  I put my knees either side of his chest and my elbows either side of his hips.  His cock stood to attention pointing at my face.  Andy wasted no time and buried his face between my legs.  I gasped as his tongue licked backwards and forwards from my clit to my asshole.  Driven by an intense lust I took as much of his penis as I could into my mouth, only stopping when it hit the back of my throat, before sucking hard on it.  As my head bobbed furiously, I could taste his salty precum leak out.

I felt my brother’s fingers enter my vagina, stretching the entrance and I came hard grinding my pussy into his face.  Waves of ecstasy washed through my body as his mouth sucked hard on my clit and I screamed out at the top of my lungs.  I could not move as my orgasm peaked driven by his almost brutal assault on my sex.

Eventually Andy stopped his ravishing.  “Oh my God Debs, I have never made anyone cum that hard.  Are you okay?”

I rolled off him with a weary but satisfied smile on my face.  “I think I just hit sex overload, my body feels like it is on fire.”  He got up and I could see he still had a raging hard on.

I opened my legs wide.  “Fuck me if you want, it’s the least I can offer after that orgasm.  Don’t worry about my hymen; it broke during horse riding a couple of years ago.”

Andy needed no further encouragement and he pulled me to the edge of the sofa.  He pushed my knees up against my chest and entered my pussy.  His cock felt huge as it went in and I gasped.

“You okay?”

“Just fuck me bro.”

Andy buried his length inside of me and gently made love to me.  We climaxed together and I will never forget the feeling of his cum erupting inside of me for the very first time.

Still, Brandon and I were best of friends and we went everywhere together. He was great too because he would always encourage me about girls and say that my time was coming. He would jokingly say that once it happened, that the girl would never let me go because she would never be able to find someone with a dick that big again. He would even play it down sometimes saying that sex wasn’t all that important anyway and that I wasn’t missing much. A virgin like me though doesn’t really want to hear that shit. We were seniors, both seventeen, and finishing up a very disappointing season when this story occurred.

Brandon had been going through the women like wildfire the last few weeks and I was feeling even that much more miserable because I could barely get a girl to talk to me. They all liked me of course because I was funny and witty and like the big brother they never had. But they didn’t like me in that more-than-friend way. The conversation pretty well deteriorated after a quick hello and maybe a short joke. Then they were off to see what Brandon or one of the other studs at the party were doing. One night, we were at a keg party celebrating the end of the football season, even though it was a lousy season. We had won our last game and everyone was happy but me. I was drinking pretty heavily. It wasn’t much of a celebration to me because of a couple of reasons. First, it marked the end of my football playing days and I loved to play football. Second, I was still a virgin and the frustration was overwhelming me that night. Brandon saw me sitting on the staircase and he must have been able to tell I was feeling down. Always the best buddy, he came over to check on me.

"What’s up big guy, you look kinda down?" He asked.

"Hey buddy, I just don’t have a great deal to celebrate. This is more like a funeral to me. No more football. It sucks." I replied.

"Cheer up man, we all knew it would come sometime. We are still going to try to walk on somewhere right?" He said.

"I guess so. But it’s not a sure thing. You still have to make the team. But that’s not all." I said.

"What else? Don’t tell me it’s girls again? You can’t get a girl sitting alone you know." He said.

"Yes, it is girls, and don’t fucking give me that shit! You know I’ve tried and tried!" I said.

"Ok, ok, don’t bite my head off. Come on, let’s go play some cards with the guys. They’ve been wondering where you are. Looks like you need another beer anyway." He said.

I slowly got up and decided to do like he said and try to cheer up a little. It didn’t really work though and I ended up going home early, stealing some of my old man’s whiskey from the cupboard, and sitting in my room getting drunk in the dark. I figured I might as well be by myself and not bring everyone else down.

The next afternoon I was working off a hangover when Brandon came over. He was just out enjoying a nice Saturday afternoon riding around and persuaded me to join him. I didn’t feel like doing anything really, but he insisted for some reason. I finally gave in.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Over to Suzy’s and Demi’s house." He answered.

"What the fuck for? Don’t tell me you hooked up with one of those girls? They are even out of your league. They date college guys and shit. They’re nineteen! You know they graduated two years ago. You’re just jerking me around." I said.

He gave me a smile and I knew. "Your fucking kidding me! They never give any guy the time of day, not even you! You’re kidding right?" I replied with surprise.

He kept smiling so I asked him which one. "Suzy." He said.

I couldn’t believe it as I laughed. My mood was improving now. I was happy for my buddy. Getting with one of the Babbs twins was like climbing Mount Everest. It was monumental. They were both beautiful girls and had really graduated two years before us. They were known as prudes too and didn’t give a guy much of a look unless they were older, good looking, and had money. They looked exactly the same. It was impossible to tell them apart even if they were standing together. They had long blonde hair, fantastic tanned bodies, well rounded and perky tits, and asses that were like something from a fiction novel. You couldn’t imagine two more beautiful girls. They both reminded me of a younger Jenny McCarthy and I can’t count the number of times I’ve jacked off just thinking about them.

"How in the fuck did you meet up with Suzy? When I left you were still sitting at the party and getting pretty drunk I might add."

"It was weird but Suzy came in after you left. It was like she was a different person. She wasn’t snobby or anything! And she started talking to me and confessed that she had a crush on me when I was a sophomore and she was a senior. She just didn’t think it would be accepted by her friends then so she never said anything. But now she said she had changed and one thing led to another. We started making out and next thing I know we are in my car going at it." He said.

"What the hell are they even doing in town?" I asked.

"They are on Thanksgiving holiday from college. Demi is here too. Their parents had to go out of town for a couple of days so they are there alone. She told me to come over this afternoon for a little matinee, if you know what I mean." He laughed.

"Then why the fuck did you come get me? What the hell?" I asked.

"Well after I do my thing, I figured we could go get some beer and chill for a while. Kind of a pre-party before the big one tonight. I just wanted to hang out with my buddy." He said.

I couldn’t argue with him. He was being really cool so I let it go. I was nervous about this though. I wasn’t exactly smooth around girls, especially goddesses like the Babbs twins. But I figured we wouldn’t be there long. If I was fucking Suzy Babbs, I would probably blow my load within a minute and be ready for a nap.

When we got to the door, Suzy answered and greeted Brandon with a huge kiss and hug. She then took him by the hand and began to lead him inside. That’s when she noticed me standing behind him.

"Who’s your friend?" She asked.

"This is Kyle. I don’t know if you remember him. He was on the varsity football team when you were a senior cheerleader though. He was pretty good."

"Yeah," she said, " I do remember him. How are you Kyle?" She asked.

I could tell by her speech and mannerism that she had changed. I don’t think she actually did remember me, but she was being nice in lying about it. She was very pleasant and asked if I wanted anything to drink when we got inside. I politely refused and it wasn’t long before she took Brandon back to her room. I decided to watch some tv and turned on the set.

After a few minutes, I saw someone out of the corner of my eye. At first I thought it was Suzy, but then I realized she had come down the hall from the other side of the house. It was Demi. I have to admit, I was breathless just by the site of her. She was wearing short cotton shorts and a tight fitting tube top that greatly accentuated her perfect breasts. Her hair was up in a pony tail and she looked like a million bucks. She was startled to see me as our eyes met at the same time.

"Who the hell are you!?" She asked. I could already tell that she had not transformed as her sister had. She was still a bitch.

"I’m Kyle. I’m Brandon’s friend. I came over with him to visit Suzy." I answered politely.

"Oh. Well, whatever. I’m going to switch the channel though. It’s my house and I don’t want to watch this." She blurted.

I was a little taken by her rudeness but was polite as I stood up and handed her the remote. That’s when I suddenly noticed I had a raging hard-on. I was wishing at that moment that I had worn jeans instead of the sloppy shorts I had decided to put on. My hard-on was pushing hard at the front of them and it couldn’t possibly be hidden because of the size. I guess Demi had a more profound effect on me than I had thought. I quickly sat back down and tried to look away, but I could see that Demi had not moved and was staring at me. When I finally looked up at her, I could see that she was actually staring at my crotch and the tent pole that was the front of my shorts. Her mouth was open slightly and she had a stunned look on her face. Then her eyes finally moved to mine and her face went back to bitch mode.

"What the hell is that Kyle? You seem to have a huge hard-on you little pervert!" She said. I was so embarrassed I couldn’t speak, but my cock would not relent.

"Well, I guess you liked the way I looked, huh? Does it get you excited just to be around a beautiful woman? You act like you’re a virgin or something." She said, now moving to stand right in front of me.

"I’ll bet you are a virgin. I wonder how hard your dick would get if I did this." She said.

I watched in lust and horror as she slowly pulled her tank top over her head and revealed the most incredible breasts in the world. They moved firm against her chest as she lowered her arms and stood over me with her hands on her curvy, perfect hips and a very serious look on her face. My hard on was pulsating now and I had to give it some release soon or something would give. I was so embarrassed and uncomfortable that I hadn’t even thought that his might be a pass. I’d never had one before and didn’t see it coming, especially from a beauty like this. I just wanted to get away at that moment.

"Uh, excuse me please. I need to go to the bathroom." I shyly said, trying to get up. She then pushed me back down and squatted between my knees.

"Oh no you don’t! Your not going into our bathroom and jerking off!" She firmly said.

"Please, Demi. I just want to go pee." I said pathetically. I felt like a little kid.

"And how in the hell are you going to pee with that raging hard on. You won’t even be able to aim that thing down at the toilet. I don’t think you really need to pee anyway. I think you need to release some other type of fluid." She said, with a slight, dominating smile breaking her stone face.

"It would be a shame to waste a hard-on like this to masturbation. I’ve never seen one this big before and I am going to help you. You won’t say a word about this to anyone, you understand? If so, I’ll fucking kick your ass. This could be the best day you’ve ever had. You are a virgin aren’t you Kyle?" She was speaking in a way that made my toes curl as I could only answer yes.

"Well, do you like the way I look Kyle? Do you like my tits? Do you think I could get that cock into my mouth? I want to try Kyle. You just sit back."

With that she began to rub on my crotch and on my shaft as it protruded down my leg. She pulled one leg of my shorts up to reveal my enormously engorged cock head lying over half way down my thigh. It was the hardest I had ever been and looked even larger and longer than normal. Unfortunately I was already about to cum from her touches and I knew I had to let her know.

"Demi, if you keep touching me, I’m going to cum. I just wanted you to know." I spoke about as lame as it gets.

"Well, there will be more. I’m sure your huge balls will make more, honey." She said.

I could have cum just listening to her talk that way. I tried to think of something else as she pulled the waistband down over my cock, pulling it free with her other hand. It stood tall and thick as she balanced it with both hand and began to run her tongue slowly along the shaft. I could hold back no longer as my cum began to flow. The fist huge burst blew high into the air and I saw it land on the small of her back with a splash, as the tail of it landed in a line running up all the way to her shoulder blades. She flinched a little and gasped when it hit and then backed away somewhat to jerk hard on my cock with both hands. The next spew was like a waterhose, as a long and endless flow of thick, white cum was landing on her arms and on my shorts, running down my shaft and covering my balls. Her eyes were wide open with awe at the amount of cum I was spewing. She began to moan a little as another strong flow came. This time she had my cock tilted a little more toward her and she closed her eyes as it splattered on her chin and cheeks and mouth. She swallowed and continued to jerk as spurt after spurt came flowing until my entire pelvic region was covered in white goo. Her hands and arms were thick with cum also as was her face and tits. It must have been the most impressive cumshot in history. I was still flowing a little from my cockhead when she put it into her mouth. She had to open wide just to get a couple of inches inside and I could feel her suck at my cum and swallow it down every few seconds. It was the first time my cock had ever been inside another person and it felt wonderful. She drank on my cock for several more seconds until my cum stopped flowing. Then she pulled away gasping for air and began to lick and suck all the cum she could off my shaft and balls. Having my nuts in her mouth was sending me to a realm of pleasure I never knew existed. After she had drank down most of the cum and had cleaned me up the best she could, I figured it was over. But I was dead wrong. Her mood changed a little too as she was lost in lust.

"Holy shit Kyle! You’re a fucking stud! I gotta have that cock of yours in my pussy. I don’t know if it will fit, but I’ve just gotta try." She said.

Then she laid back onto the floor and scooted herself toward the middle of the room. She quickly pulled her shorts off revealing to me my first live pussy. It was gorgeous, neatly trimmed and looked very tight. She then spread her legs wide and high into the air and was rubbing her tits hard as I took that as an invitation. I could see the worry in her eyes as I pointed my still-hard cock toward her pussy entrance. I put one hand beside her as I guided my crotch closer to hers. I could see she was wet, but I didn’t know if it was enough as I touched my huge cock to her pussy lips. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath as I gave a push. The head of my cock penetrated a little and she bit her lip, but didn’t make any kind of move to stop me.

Suddenly something came over me. My shyness was gone and it was replaced with an idea of vengeance. I had been turned down by every girl I had tried. Now the most beautiful girl I could imagine was spreading wide for me and I knew I had some making up to do. I also remembered what a bitch she had been. Not only today, but her entire life. I decided it was time for Kyle to have a little payback.

Gentle it was not as I gave a mighty thrust and managed to get half of my thick cock inside her. She quickly opened her eyes wide and gave a loud scream as her hands pushed back against my stomach trying to get me to stop. I ignored it as I gave another push and nearly fully entered her pussy. I have to admit that it even hurt me a little but it must have been excruciating for Demi. She tried to scramble away but I held her tight. I just held my cock still inside her for a minute.

"OH MY GOD! IT’S RIPPING ME IN HALF! STOP PLEASE, YOUR GOING TO KILL ME! PLEASE KYLE DON’T MOVE YET!" She screamed loudly.

I ignored her and withdrew a few inches before pounding my cock back inside. I wanted her to know who the new boss was. I knew she would be loving it soon enough.

"OH NO, SHIT PLEASE! JUST STOP FOR A MINUTE! IT’S TOO FUCKING BIG! MY PUSSY CAN’T TAKE IT ALL!" She screamed again.

Her screams couldn’t stop me now as I began to find a rhythm with my thrusts. She was squirming and screaming, but no longer fighting to get away as I could tell her noises were turning from pain to pleasure quickly. She then looked up at me.

"OH, YEAH THAT’S IT! YOU FUCKING STUD! FUCK ME WITH THAT HORSE DICK! I WANT IT ALL THE WAY IN! OH FUCK IT’S SO GOOD!"

Her face was a mixture of anger and lust as each thrust pushed me further inside. I finally left my balls slap her ass and knew I was all the way in. Her pussy was hot and slick, but felt like a vice around my dick. I was penetrating place that had never been, and probably never would have been penetrated until she met me. She couldn’t stop moaning and screaming as she wrapped her legs around me trying to get even more cock. She was insatiable and I knew that even though she had never had one so big, that she wanted as much as she could get. What a fucking slut, but she was my slut now.

After a while I sped up my thrusts as she sort of drifted off into her own trance of screams and moans. Her eyes glazed over as she tugged and clawed at my ass with her legs and hands. Then came a huge moan and an eye popping scream as she raised up and put her arms around my neck and kissed me. She moaned hard into my mouth as her tongue explored my mouth. I could feel her pussy getting wetter and knew she was having an orgasm. I lifted her up and sat down on my ass as I held her embrace. She sat on my cock and pulled her feet up beside my hips to take control. Then I laid back onto my back and lifter her on top. I could see my enormous cock was engulfed inside her gaping pussy as a flood of her cum as spewing out the edges. She put her hands on my chest and began to buck wildly as I was becoming drenched once again, this time by her orgasm. Then I started to cum and the flood increased as we were making a complete mess of ourselves and the living room carpet. Finally she collapsed on top of me just as we had finished cumming and we laid in a loving embrace for several minutes, kissing and cuddling while my softening cock was still buried inside her.

Finally she got her bearings and her legs started to lose their wiggle and regain strength. She stood up slowly letting my semi-hard cock fall from her pussy with a pop as a huge amount of our mixed cum flowed out. She made her way to my cock and began to clean me up again as she had before. She had not completely finished when she sort of fell back in sexual, satisfied exhaustion.

She rolled over onto her stomach and pulled a cushion off the nearby couch and propped her head on it mumbling something about only needing to rest for a couple of minutes. That’s when I saw it. Her legs were spread and at the middle of her perfectly tanned and tiny ass just above her sweet, spent and gaping pussy was the perfect pucker of her asshole. It looked so tight and lovely that I had to try. It glistened, soaking wet with cum and I knew it would be well lubricated. It would need it no doubt. My guess was that she had never been penetrated there. She couldn’t have as tight as it was. It was as evenly tanned as the rest of her skin and I couldn’t resist.

She only looked over her shoulder lazily with half-opened eyes when I placed my cock between the cheeks of her ass. My cock was throbbing at full force, and so big that I felt the tightness of her cheeks around my cock’s head even before I ran into the wall of her pucker. I paused briefly and took a deep breath before giving a mighty, constant push with my hips. She scooted across the carpet a little and now swung her head around wide eyed with a gasp of air. My cock had not penetrated yet.

"What are you doing Kyle? No one is allowed to fuck my ass! It will never fit anyway!" She said, now awake and sounding a little like her bitchy self from before.

My only reply was another quick and forceful thrust of my hips as the head of my cock penetrated her virgin ass.

"OH SHIT, GODDAMN IT, NO!!" She said as she tried to escape the head of my cock.

"Now you are no longer a virgin either, at least your ass isn’t." I said, as I leaned forward and grabbed her shoulders so she couldn’t get away.

She was laying flat on her stomach and I was straddling her ass and laid my body down on top of hers. She was wiggling but was no match for my weight. My ass was still high in the air as only an inch or two of my cock was inside. Already she was screaming for me to stop. I wasn’t about to, though I wondered now how much more I could fit inside her. I was coming to the fattest part of my thick cock and I just wasn’t sure. Already it felt like a vice was on my cock but I persisted. With another mighty push, I felt it slip to the widest point and come to a stop. It hurt a little and I knew I would have to wait to see if she could get her ass any wider before I continued. As it stood, she was spread as wide as her body would allow.

"OH GOD, PLEASE HAVE MERCY! MY ASS IS FULL! I FEEL LIKE I HAVE TO SHIT! OH MY GOD IT HURTS SO GOOD! DON’T STOP! MAKE IT FIT YOU BASTARD!"

That fast she went from stop to go as I could feel her pussy cumming on my balls. The pain of my cock in her virgin ass was actually sending her into an orgasm! I waited for her screams and dirty talk to subside a little before trying again. She had relaxed some and as soon as she laid her head back onto the pillow, I gave another mighty thrust.

"OH FUCK YEAH! DEEPER! DEEPER!" She yelled.

To my surprise, something gave way a little and my hips crashed hard onto her ass. My cock had made its way as deep as it would go. I was a foot or longer inside her and she came like never before, squirting cum onto the foot of the couch behind us that must have been three feet away! The sound of that splash and her uncontrollable convulsions sent me into a fury of lust as I began to pound her tight little ass.

Some time during the act, Demi passed out from the combination of pain and pleasure. It was only temporary as she quickly revived and continued her moans. She was on one long orgasm as the cum was flowing like a stream from her cunt. I lasted longer this time, but after about ten or twelve minutes, I could hold back no longer. I decided I was not going to even ask as I pulled out of Demi’s ass with a loud pop and stood, admiring the gaping holes I had created. It was one beautiful mess. I then moved around beside her face and lifter her head up as she was too exhausted to even open her eyes and see me there. When she felt my hand on her cheek, she tried to speak, leaving her eyes shut.

"Oh my God, did you cum in me Kyle . . ." She was stopped short.

Before she could finish, I pushed my cock into her mouth. She opened her eyes wide once again, no doubt tasting herself and the bitter cum on my cock. To my surprise, this time she didn’t try to move away, but instead took as much of my cock into her mouth as she could. Her jaw was open as wide as it would go as I was able to forcefully push about a quarter of my cock inside before her mouth was at maximum capacity. Then I let my load go as she began to gag, though she never took her head away. My cum began to squirt forcefully from the tight corners of her lips as I filled her mouth with my seed. Some even came out through her nose as she struggled to swallow as much as she could. It was a grand orgasm that lasted at least forty seconds before I finished and she finally released my cock, allowing what looked like a quart of cum to rush from her mouth to the floor as she gasped for breath. She greedily began to scrap off what she had spilled and pull it toward her mouth. I watched for a while before picking her up off the floor and carrying her to the bathroom where we shared a shower. She wanted to fuck again as we dried off and got dressed but I refused. I only did this because I knew I had her. I wanted her to wait for a change. I wanted her to feel what it’s like to not always get your way.

"Please Kyle? I can’t go another minute without your cock." She begged.

"Demi, you can have my cock later. Just give me a call in a few hours and you can have it again. You can have it whenever you want. But I need to rest a while." I replied.

"Yes, Kyle. I understand. But not too long. I’ll be waiting." She said.

We shared a kiss as she rubbed my member. I fought off getting another erection. We said our goodbyes as I left the room. Even before the door was closed, she was laying down for a well deserved nap. I knew she needed the rest too. And her ass and pussy needed time to recuperate before I spread them open again.

I waited in the living room for Brandon as I tried my best to clean up the mess we had made. I found an old pair of shorts in the laundry room that must have belonged to Demi’s and Suzy’s dad. I decided to put them on and throw mine away as they were covered in cum stains and still damp. Not long after I had finished, Brandon came out of the bedroom looking drained. He didn’t even notice the wet stains all over the living room or the strong smell of sex in the air.

"You ready?" He said weakly.

"Yeah, lets go." I replied

Once we were in the car and driving away, Brandon started to give me the story.

"Man, what a whore she is. You wouldn’t believe the things we did. I had never even heard of a couple of them. She had to actually explain it to me. And I thought I had some experience. Anyway, I’ve got some hot news for you pal. After the way she whored-out, I figured I might as well try to get you in there. I told her about what a nice guy you are and how big your dick is and she got excited. She wants to have a threesome later tonight! Isn’t that great buddy!" He said.

"Yeah man, sounds good. So we are definitely coming over later tonight?" I asked.

"Absolutely. I just needed some rest." He said.

"Me too man, I know what you mean." I replied.

He gave me a puzzling look and asked me what I meant, but I played it off as nothing. I wanted to tell him about me and Demi, but I decided to wait until later when we came back over. I knew our threesome was actually going to be a foursome, and that having twins both in a bed fucking and sucking us off was going to be a dream come true. I also knew that with my new persuasion, the girls would be fucking each other as well or I would deny them my cock, I would see to that. These two twins, sisters, eating each others pussies would be a rare and fantastic site! I also knew that for the first time, Brandon wouldn’t be the star of the show. It would be Kyle and his twelve inch cock.

Part 2 is coming if you rate this one well. Let me know!

 

 

 

"OK, Dad, I'm going to go get dressed, then you can take me in to the hospital so I can spend the day with Mom." In a perfectly normal voice, as if nothing had happened. Did she not see even a little bit of the irony in that?

I dropped Tamara off at the hospital, then spent most of the day doing research on alcohol treatment programs. Mary still hadn't officially agreed to enter one, but she was at least talking about it, and I wanted to have plenty of information when the time came to make decisions. There were plenty of variables to consider (cost, location, insurance coverage) and I didn't want to be fumbling around trying to figure out what to do later.

About Noon my cell rang. It was the office. Huh? No reason anybody should need to call me. Better answer, just in case something has blown up.

"Hi, Mike, how are you doing?" It was Diana.

"Hey, kid, how are you. I'm OK, considering. Won't be in this week at all, though."

"I know, I heard. I just wanted to let you know I'm thinking about you and see if there's anything I can do."

"No nothing right now." Unless you want to take a very large blunt object and knock some sense into me. "I appreciate the offer though. I'll let you know if anything comes up."

"OK. You know you can call me if you need to talk about anything, right?"

"Yeah, thanks. I may just take you up on that." Even if we hadn't been playing around lately, her problems with her husband's drug use meant that we had a certain bond. "I'll call in a couple of days anyway and let you know how things are going."

"OK, hang in there. See you later."

"Bye."

As soon as I hung up I wished I'd set up a time to meet her later in the week. Not for sex. (OK, not just for sex.) I'd been getting plenty of that recently, for the first time in quite a while. But it would be nice to be able to talk to somebody who'd understand at least some of what I was going through. I didn't want to call her back right away, though. I didn't want to look like I was too needy.

Nothing else of note happened during the day, although I did get a lot of information about several residential treatment centers. The rest of the week I'd be pouring through what I'd gathered up to try to make a decision. In the late afternoon I headed back to the hospital to pick up Tamara.

I visited with Mary for a few minutes when I got to the hospital. That was about all I could manage at that point. We hadn't really had much of a marriage for the last couple of years, since her drinking had really taken off, and I just couldn't pretend any more. Of course, the fact that lately I'd had sex with a 16-year-old girl, a co-worker, and our daughter didn't exactly make it easy for me to face my wife. She did seem more receptive to the idea of going through rehab. I figured Tamara must have talked to her about it.

As we walked out of the hospital, Tamara said, "Dad, I talked to Kelly, and we want to go out to the mall and just hang out there til it closes. Can we? I really need to just get out for a while and not have to worry about anything."

I could certainly sympathize with that! "Did Kelly talk to her mother about it?"

"Yeah, she said it's fine. We can go pick her up now if you want to."

"OK, let's do it." A poor choice of words, but I don't think Tamara caught it.

When we got to Kelly's house, Sandy suggested that the two of us could take the girls to the mall, turn them loose to do whatever teenage girls do at the mall, and then we could grab some dinner and relax. That sounded like a fine idea to me, so Sandy and I found ourselves talking over dinner at one of the seafood restaurants at the mall. Mostly just small talk, avoiding the obvious subject.

When we finished dinner, Sandy said, "Hey, this place doesn't close for another four hours, and I know our daughters are going to want to stay the whole time. Why don't we go back to my place to wait instead of trying to act like we enjoy running around the mall like a couple of valley girls."

I smiled and said, "That's the best offer I've had in a while. I'll call Tamara and let her know that's what we're going to do."

When we got back to Sandy's house we settled onto the couch and turned on the TV. There wasn't much on, but you get to the point where you think something's wrong if you don't have that noise in the background. Sandy was sitting a little closer to me than was probably necessary, and I felt her head lean over on my shoulder. My cock was starting to get stiff from the warmth of her leaning against me and the delicate smell she gave off. A minute or so later, Sandy shifted slightly, turning toward me. I looked at her, short dark hair around an angular face with a straight, thin nose and fairly thin lips, brown eyes behind small wire-rimmed glasses. It doesn't sound all that great on paper, but in person it was beautiful, and the expression on her face was pure lust. Her hand landed in my lap and started massaging my cock through my jeans.

"Sandy..." I started.

"Shut up." Her mouth was on mine, her tongue exploring every inch of my mouth, while her hand was unfastening my belt and jeans, freeing my cock from my shorts, cupping my balls and squeezing them just hard enough to hit that tipping point between pleasure and pain. Once my cock was loose, Sandy's mouth decided it wanted something better than my tongue to fill it. As her lips wrapped around the head of my shaft, I realized how long it had been since I'd had a mature, experienced woman blow me. For all the action I'd been getting lately, the only mouths I'd had around my dick were 16 year olds. They were both very naturally talented, but sometimes there's just no substitute for experience.

Sandy's mouth held just the head of my cock hostage, as her hand moved from squeezing my balls to stroking my dick. Her tongue swirled around me, circling the head, teasing the sensitive skin just at the bottom of the head. The tip of her tongue forced open my pee-hole, causing me to jerk and gasp.

"Damn, woman, trying to kill me?" She kind of hummed something around my cock, causing me to tingle even more. Suddenly her hand went back to my balls, and her mouth engulfed my cock. Her lips were now locked on the base of my dick, her tongue still circling and teasing, while her fingers on my balls again brought me to the edge of a scream. I felt the head of my cock slide into her throat; no gagging for Sandy. Then her mouth moved up, sucking and sucking, as I watched her cheeks hollow. She practically lifted me up off the couch as her lips reached the head again, and I felt like she was trying to suck my balls out through my cock. Again down to the base, full penetration into her mouth, this time her tongue slithering out of her mouth to lick my balls as she reached bottom. Back up to suck on the head like she was trying to get a really thick milkshake through a straw. Down again; this time her hand slid back from my balls, one finger reached between my ass cheeks and pressed lightly against my asshole. So, Kelly came by that little trick naturally.

"Oh fuck," I groaned, which caused Sandy to add pressure to her finger, just enough to wedge the tip in the opening of my ass. This time when Sandy moved up to the head of my cock I put my hands on her head and lifted her up off of me and looked into her eyes.

"You don't want me to come in your mouth, do you?"

"Sure, as long as you're good for more than one tonight!" She gave me the most wicked grin I've ever seen, and got back to business. This time as her mouth enveloped my cock, her finger penetrated my ass, sliding deep into my bowels. My ass clenched around her finger. My cock reached back into her throat. My balls contracted and blew their load out through my dick, pumping spurt after spurt down Sandy's throat as she gulped it down. I slumped back against the couch, gasping, my cock shrinking inside Sandy's mouth as she licked and sucked, making sure she had every drop of semen, my ass still gripping her finger. I never had found out why Sandy's husband wasn't around, but if he had walked out on this, he was nuts.

"Holy shit! That was... Oh, hell, I don't even know how it was!" I was practically incoherent.

"You like that, huh?" Sandy sat back up next to me, her lips found mine again, and my hands began to work with no input from my brain, which was still off on a break. Sandy was wearing a baggy T-shirt and loose khaki pants. I immediately disposed of the T-shirt, then unfastened her bra and slipped it off, freeing a pair of very nice breasts. They were large, about the same size as Kelly's with surprisingly almost no sag. I began massaging her tits with my hands while my mouth went to her throat, licking and nibbling up and down each side. She tasted sweet and just slightly sweaty. Sandy was starting to make soft purring noises. I licked up the right side of her throat, along her jaw line and up to her ear. I licked her earlobe lightly, then took it into my mouth. I sucked lightly, then nipped at her earlobe with my teeth, drawing a slight gasp from Sandy, followed by more purring. I moved down, back over her throat again, then to her chest. I licked across the top of her chest from shoulder to shoulder, then back to her throat, licking the hollow at the base where her throat joins her chest. Then down, between her breasts, my tongue licking over the inside curve of each breast as I went. By now, Sandy was holding my head in both her hands, as if afraid that I'd run away. Her purrs were becoming more pronounced. I licked around the base of her left breast, then up, circling my tongue around it like it was taking a circular staircase to the next floor. Finally, I reached her nipple, brown and hard, and took it into my mouth. Locking my lips around it, I sucked, lightly at first, then harder.

"God, yes, like that! Mmmmm!" Just before releasing Sandy's nipple I bit down on it with my teeth, causing her to squeal and pull my head more tightly against her tit.

Leaving that breast, I moved to the other, where I repeated the process until I reached the nipple. There, instead of sucking, I swirled my tongue around it several times, flicking the tip of my tongue over the very tip of the nipple, then raked my teeth over it.

"Shit, you're going to drive me crazy!" Sandy was having trouble catching her breath now.

"Payback's a bitch!" We both laughed, and I continued my journey down Sandy's body.

I moved my face down to Sandy's firm belly. It wasn't flat like a teenager's, but she obviously tried to stay in shape. My tongue traced its way down, starting between Sandy's breasts, licking down, then lightly side-to-side, down again. I had my hands braced on Sandy's sides, and I could feel the muscles in her belly twitching, contracting, then releasing. Still the purring sounds, interrupted by a gasp or moan when I scraped my teeth across her belly. I reached her belly button, licked around the rim, then swirled my tongue through the little hollow, feeling Sandy's belly twitch again. While my tongue visited her belly button, I unfastened Sandy's pants, then pulled both pants and panties off, tossing them to the side.

From there I moved down at an angle, skirting her dark, untrimmed pubic hair, to the inside of her left thigh. When my tongue touched the skin of her thigh, Sandy tensed, then relaxed. I licked down her thigh, from just below where it joined her torso to her knee, savoring the taste and smell of her flesh. Her taste was a bit more pungent down here, and it was mixed with the smell of her pussy now that her pants were off. I moved across from her left thigh to her right, still at knee level, and began licking, this time moving back up, toward her pelvis. Sandy let me get about halfway up before she grabbed my head in her hands again and pulled me up to her crotch, forcing my face against her.

"Eat me, god dammit!" It was half order, half plea.

I started licking her pussy, running my tongue along the entire length of her slit with each stroke, then driving it into her as far as possible. Her soft purring noises quickly turned to sustained moans, and I felt her pussy juices start to flow around my tongue. Her pelvis moved out against my mouth with each stroke. Sandy had pulled her knees up toward her shoulders and spread them out so she was completely open. I saw her move a finger to her clit and start to massage it. I moved my face away from her pussy and said, "That's my job," pushed her hand back, and lowered my mouth to her clit.

I began licking her clit lightly. At the same time I slipped a finger inside her pussy and began stroking in and out.

"Oh yeah, like that! More!" Sandy was gasping now. I wasn't sure exactly what she meant by "more," so I decided to try more fingers. I added a second to her pussy.

"Fuck yes, ahhh." I moved one finger down between her ass cheeks and drove it into her ass, all the way in with one stroke, and finger-fucked both her holes as I licked her clit.

"Ass... uhhhn... uhhhn... more... ass." I managed to wedge my last remaining finger into Sandy's rectum, now having two in each of her openings.

"Yessss, god yessss, fuck." She was obviously getting close now, and I wrapped my lips around her clit and gave it a light suck. I never had to get to the point of using my teeth.

"Aaaaaiiiieeee!!!!" Sandy screamed. She thrashed on the couch. Her back arched up, then her pelvis thrust out against me. Her toes curled, her feet pressed against the floor, lifting her ass up off the couch. She must have come for 45 seconds while I sucked on her clit and jammed my fingers as deep inside her as I could. Then she suddenly pushed my head away with a gasp.

"Stop! Enough!" She was panting on the couch, as wasted as I had been after her blow job.

I helped Sandy shift around on the couch so she was lying along the length of it, then climbed up, my dick ready for some action. When I got close enough, Sandy reached out and grabbed my cock in one hand and guided it to the opening of her pussy. I drove in hard, burying myself in one thrust. I felt the muscles in Sandy's belly contract, as she gripped my cock in her pussy. I began pumping in and out of her, long, slow strokes to start out, grunting as I felt her move against me. It felt like her pussy was pulling my cock into it. I couldn't ever remember being with a woman who could do so much with her cunt.

Sandy was making low, almost strangled noises deep in her throat as I fucked her, occasionally punctuated by something softly muttered. "Oh fuck, yes, please fuck me." It was like she was saving her energy for the fucking during this part where she was an active participant. And active she was. Her pussy was making my cock sing, and sometimes scream. I could feel myself approaching the point of no return.

"I want you to come, baby," I whispered into Sandy's ear.

"Just shoot it in me," was her reply.

As I got close, Sandy's arms pulled me down closer to her, her legs locked around my hips. I could feel my balls starting to twitch and knew it was time. My body shook, then stiffened. When it did, Sandy used her legs to pull me tighter against her pelvis. As my cum started to boil out of my balls, I felt the muscles of Sandy's pussy ripple around my cock, milking it. Her pussy was sucking the cum right out of my cock. I shuddered as I dumped shot after shot of semen into Sandy's belly. Then she shuddered with me, gasping and clutching me even tighter as another orgasm rolled through her.

After a few seconds I realized that this was one of those rare times that I had cum and was still hard. As a rock. Sandy realized it too, and said, "I want you to fuck me in the ass." That was a switch. Usually it was me asking the woman if I could.

"You want to roll over?"

"No. I want you to finger-fuck me at the same time."

Sandy maneuvered back to her original position on the edge of the couch with her feet on the floor. I moved in between her legs, kneeling in front of her. I spread her ass cheeks and pushed the head of my cock against the opening of her anus. I popped the head in, and Sandy moaned, "Yeah, give it to me." I did, driving my cock fully into her bowels in one motion. I could feel her ass squeezing me, and she flexed the muscles in her ass cheeks, tightening everything even more around my cock. Damn, she was almost as good with her ass as with her pussy. I began pumping her; at the same time, moving my hand to her pussy, I drove my middle two fingers into her so that I was fucking both her holes at once. That still wasn't enough. Sandy reached down, grabbed my free hand, brought it up to her mouth, and began sucking on my fingers. That just drove me farther. By now I was ramming her ass like a wild man, and pumping just about as hard into her pussy with my fingers. In with the cock, out with the fingers, then the other way around. I could feel the cock and fingers working against each other through the thin wall separating Sandy's pussy and ass, and the feeling, along with the way her ass pulsed around my cock, was driving me wild.

Sandy, meanwhile, was making those low noises back in her throat again. She couldn't say much now; her mouth was busy trying to suck the skin off my fingers. I pumped those fingers in an out of her, too, trying to keep some semblance of rhythm with my other strokes, although I don't think she really cared by then.

I'd been afraid that it might take me a long time to cum after having already shot two loads, but I didn't have anything to worry about. Sandy was so hot, and so talented, that I could already feel my balls preparing to empty themselves. Now I wanted to make sure that I got Sandy off again before I was done.

I shouldn't have been concerned about that either. The animalistic groans started to increase in pace and volume. I placed my thumb on Sandy's clit and started to rub it. She moaned loudly, and her body began to vibrate. I pressed down roughly on her clit and rubbed harder, and increased the force of my ass-fucking. Sandy released my fingers from her mouth and I moved that hand to her tits and began to squeeze them roughly.

"God, yes! Fuck me! Hard! Fuck me hard! Oh, fuck, I'm cummmming! YES!"

I pinched down hard with thumb on Sandy's clit to make sure she'd get everything she needed. I continued fucking her ass and finger-fucking her pussy as her orgasm caused her to buck wildly on the couch. I was afraid the force of her thrashing around would knock me right out of her.

"Cum... in... my ass!" Finally, I did, exploding as wave after wave of semen shot through my cock and into Sandy's rectum. Sandy's ass milked every last drop out of me. I was done, collapsing against her, my dick still wedged in her ass, although it would soon shrink and slip out.

We were still sitting naked on the couch, recovering, when my cell phone rang. It was Tamara, letting us know that it was time to pick up her and Kelly. As we got dressed, Sandy smiled and said, "Good thing they didn't get bored earlier!"

We picked the girls up, in my car. After dropping Sandy and Kelly off, Tamara and I headed home. When we were inside, Tamara enveloped me in a huge hug and kiss (very, very much action with the tongue) and then said, "Daddy, I'm really tired tonight. Is it okay if we just sleep?"

"Sure, honey, I'm pretty worn out myself." No shit, but I didn't want to have to explain why.

*****
The next morning (Tuesday? Yeah, Tuesday), I dropped Tamara off at the hospital again so she could spend more time with her mother. It was looking more and more like Mary would be headed for some residential rehab facility before long, and Tamara wouldn't be able to see her while she was there. I headed back home for some more research on rehab places, and to see if I could work on getting my head screwed back on straight.

It wasn't even so much that I was doing what I was doing while my wife was in the hospital. Like I said, we hadn't had much of a marriage for a while, and let's be honest, it was hard to feel too sorry for Mary when she'd brought most of her troubles on herself. No, it was just what I was doing, and with who. Let's see, I'd fucked my own daughter. And her best friend. And the best friend's mother. And, oh, yeah, my own best friend at work. And I'd do it all again, given the chance. Which meant that I was one fucked-up sonofabitch.

After I'd spent an hour or so wasting time thinking deep thoughts like this, the doorbell rang. I checked through the peephole, and it was Kelly. That I hadn't expected. What happened when I opened the door, I had expected even less.

"You fuckin' dick! You bastard! You fucked my mother!" She was practically screaming, and I dragged her inside and shut the door to keep the neighbors from calling the cops. Damn, how did she know Sandy and I had been getting it on? Had Sandy told her? She really couldn't be that stupid, could she?

"What makes you think I fucked your mother?"

"I could smell it when I got home! I could smell you, all over the couch, and I could smell pussy, and it had to be hers!"

Kelly lashed out with one hand, trying to hit me. I grabbed her wrist and held it. She struggled for a moment, trying to free herself, but I was much too strong for her, so she flailed with her other hand. Now I was holding both her wrists, and without thinking I shoved her back, pinning her arms against the door and stood glaring at her. Kelly gasped, out of breath, struggled again, then, as I pinned her tighter against the door, began to moan softly.

"Mmmmmm, yeah!" It was so quiet I could barely hear her, but it was definitely there.

"Oh, you like that, huh?"

"Uh huh... yeah." The look of rage on her face had definitely turned to something else now.

"Well, let's see how you like this!" I dragged her away from the door and toward the bedroom, still holding tightly onto her wrists. She struggled to keep up with me without falling. I could hear her panting.

When I got her into the bedroom, I forced her down onto the bed, wishing I had some rope. Then I saw my robe hanging on the door. I pulled the belt out of the robe and quickly tied it around Kelly's hands, then tied the loose end to the headboard of the bed. Kelly struggled against the bonds on the bed, her face beginning to flush.

I couldn't believe I was doing this. I'd never done anything remotely like it before. Of course, I could say the same about plenty of other things that had happened lately.

"Knock it off, bitch!" I slapped her ass with my hand, not as hard as I could, but not gently, either. Kelly gasped again, and writhed on the bed. She'd always liked it a little rough, but I'd had no idea she'd go for something like this. I decided to see how far I could take things.

I pulled off Kelly's jeans and panties, then wadded her panties up into a ball and held them in my fist. They were damp; she was absolutely turned on by what was happening. I moved toward Kelly's face, and I could see her eyes get wide as she realized what I was going to do.

"Open your mouth!" She did, the whole time looking into my eyes with the wildest expression I've ever seen. I shoved Kelly's panties into her mouth, saw her eyes roll back in her head, heard her breathe in deeply, as she tasted and smelled her own juices on her panties.

"That should keep you quiet." I was really getting into it now. I slapped Kelly's ass again, a little harder this time, and on bare flesh, and heard her moan around the improvised gag.

I wanted something similar to the belt from my robe that I'd used to tie up Kelly. For a moment I wished I'd used something else, then I realized what I needed. I walked to my closet and took out a necktie. I rarely wore them, but owned several, just in case. I folded it in half, so the ends were next to each other, and walked over to the bed. Kelly still had her T-shirt on. I roughly pushed it up as far as it would go, then unfastened her bra, exposing her tits. I swung the tie with as much force as I could manage, bringing it down across Kelly's tits. It actually gave off a nice snap as it hit her flesh. Kelly mewled into her panties, her eyes becoming even more crazed. The necktie was a good choice. It was stiff enough to cause some real pain, without actually hurting Kelly. If she decided she wanted something more, well, I could always take off my belt.

Snap! Across Kelly's tits again. Slight red marks showed now. Snap! Once more on her tits. With each stroke, Kelly strained against the bonds around her wrists, bit down on the panties in her mouth, and moaned like an animal.

Whack! This time on her belly, just above the navel. And again, same place, now seeing marks on the skin there too. Whack! One more time before... Smack! Still on her belly, but lower this time, just above her pubic hair.

"Mmmmmm! Uuuuhhhh!" Kelly's head was rolling from side to side on the bed now, the whipping driving her into a frenzy.

Smack! This time between her legs, right across the slit of her pussy.

"Aaaahhhh!" Kelly's legs clamped tightly together around the improvised whip, and I could see the muscles in her belly tense.

"Open your legs, bitch! Unless you want me to stop." That was the last thing Kelly wanted. She spread her legs as widely as she could. Snap! Snap! Snap! Quick, hard strokes across her pussy with the necktie, again and again. Kelly began to thrash on the bed, jerking so hard with her arms I was afraid she'd pull the headboard down

"Uhnnn! Uhnnn! Uhnnn!" I could see the orgasm wash over Kelly's body, heard sounds coming from around her gag I don't think I've ever heard before. I kept whipping her pussy as she came, her body heaving, until I finally saw her slump back on the bed, spent. I stopped whipping her then and pulled out the gag. She was gasping for breath.

"What do you want now, bitch?"

"I... Michael... fuck me... fuck me... 'til I pass out."

Pulling my pants down around my knees, I climbed on top of Kelly, pulled her knees up to her shoulders, and drove my cock into her sopping pussy. I started pounding her as hard as I've ever fucked any woman. I scraped my fingernails along her sides, leaving red trails. I squeezed her tits, hard, and twisted them. I pinched her nipples tightly enough that she shrieked. Through it all, Kelly pounded right back at me, stroke for stroke, panting and moaning the entire time.

"Ohhh... Ohhh... Fuck... Yes, harder... Mmmmm... God, fuck me, fuck me."

It didn't really take very long for either one of us. My cock had been ready to explode since I'd dragged Kelly into the bedroom, and she was so sensitive after the whipping that she didn't need much. After just a few minutes, Kelly's body started to shake again.

"Aaaaaiiiieeee! Keep fucking me, I'm cummmming!" She thrashed below me, her lower body moving even more than usual because her arms were tied. The spasming of her pussy around my cock was all I needed to bring me off, as what felt like a gallon of cum surged out through my cock and into Kelly's cunt, filling her and spilling out onto the bed. Kelly hadn't passed out, but she wasn't far from it. As I untied her she curled into fetal position on the bed, soft mewling noises escaping her. She was still shaking. I stood above her, looking down.

"Michael, did you do my mother that way?"

"No bitch, only you. And I'm not done with you yet!" I rolled Kelly over on her back, so her head was hanging off the side of the bed, and moved my cock to her mouth. "I'm going to shove it down your throat, bitch!" I still couldn't believe this was happening. Something about Kelly brought out all the darkness that I usually managed to keep hidden even from myself. I seemed to have a similar effect on her.

"Whip me again!" She was moaning and practically begging me. I reached for the necktie again. "No!I need more than that. Use your belt!"

I was too far gone to even think about what she was saying. My pants were still down around my ankles. I reached down, grabbed my belt by the buckle, and jerked it off, then in one motion, flashed the tip toward Kelly's belly. Crack! It bit like a whip into Kelly's flesh, just below her navel, raising a small, red welt.

"Fuck, yes! Again!" Kelly moaned. I moved forward, inserting my cock into Kelly's gaping mouth, beginning to push it back toward her throat. I lashed out again. Crack! Lower on her belly this time, just above her pubic hair. Kelly's moans were now strangled by my cock, which continued to force open her mouth. I was losing all control as I felt my cock push into Kelly's throat. Crack! Crack! A stroke on each of Kelly's tits. Her body jerked up off the bed, trembling, but she couldn't move much, because my cock had her head pinned to the bed.

I had my cock buried all the way back in her throat, and could feel her gag reflex causing her throat to pulse around my dickhead. I began fucking her face, pulling back until her lips were wrapped around the head of my cock, then driving it back down her throat again. The sensation of her throat around my cock was incredible. Kelly's body was writhing on the bed. As I pumped in and out of her mouth, I was whipping her lightly with the belt; her belly, her tits, her inner thighs. Not really hard, just enough to leave slight red marks. My balls tightened suddenly, and knew I was going to shoot.

"I'm going to cum right down your throat, bitch!" I warned Kelly. I jerked and felt waves of semen spurt out of my cock straight down Kelly's throat. I could fell her gulping, trying to get it all down so she didn't choke on my cum. She was clawing at her own tits and pussy with her fingers, trembling. As my spasms subsided, I pulled my cock out of Kelly's mouth.

"Michael... whip... pussy... clit!" Again, no thought, just reaction to what she was saying. My hand flashed out with the belt. Crack! Her thigh where it met her groin. Crack! Across the lips of her pussy. Crack! The top of her slit, it must have gotten her clit.

"FUCK! FUCK! CUMMING! YES!" Kelly's convulsions were so strong they actually scared me; I was afraid she'd hurt herself. She screamed, she thrashed, finally she curled up into a ball, her body wracked by gasping breaths so deep it sounded like she was sobbing.

I moved over to her, began caressing her. "Are you all right, baby? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"Oh my fucking god, Michael, that was totally the most incredible thing that ever happened to me! We have to do more of that!" Her eyes were wild, a look of absolute lust on her face. What had I done to this little girl? And to myself?

I first noticed my sister a little over a year ago, when she was in the seventh grade. I remember her coming up to me, and saying in her sweet, unintentionally arousing voice, “Hey, big brother, can I ask you something?”

“Sure,” I said, not quite sure what else to say. Me and my sister are pretty close. We’re not best friends or anything, but we talk about our lives to each other, and she sort of idolizes me.

“All of the boys at school are always talking about which girls are the hottest,” said Kelly. “And I have no idea if I’m hot, or ugly, or what. And I figure, you know, you wouldn’t lie to me. So, you know, am I, well, hot?”

I looked at my sister. Regardless of what she actually looked like, I would have said that she was very pretty. But I suddenly realized that she was actually quite attractive. Of course, at the time, I would never have admitted that I thought my thirteen-year-old sister was giving me a boner.

“Oh, yeah,” I said. “You know, I’m your brother, so-“

“What difference does that make? You’re still a guy, aren’t you?”

I laughed nervously at my sister’s stubbornness. “Yeah, you look pretty good for someone your age,” I said. “You’ll probably be really- really pretty when you get to high school.” I did not mention the fact that she already looked better than a lot of girls in my class.

“How about these?” asked Kelly. She pulled up her sweater and undid her bra to reveal her tits. They were already big (although still developing then). They were perfectly shaped. Her nipples were small and hard. My boner got even bigger.

“Yeah, Kelly, they’re really… nice,” I stuttered. “Listen, Kelly-“

“Are they big enough?” she said in an inquisitive tone of voice.

“Oh, Kelly, of course,” I said. “They’re perfect.”

Kelly giggled. “Do you want to touch them?”

“Kelly, listen, you’re my sister. We really shouldn’t be…”

Kelly giggled again and grabbed my arms, placing them on her firm tits. “Don’t be shy, big brother,” she said. “Feel your little sister’s tits.”

“They’re nice,” I said, pulling away. “Listen, Kelly, you’re my sister, and you’re four years younger than me. Just trust me, you’re a pretty girl. You don’t have to worry about anything.”

“Well, fine, then,” said Kelly. She picked up her bra and redid it, and then pulled her shirt back on. “I’ll see you later.” She sounded kind of annoyed.

“Kelly, listen, I…” I started, but she was already gone.

A year had passed since then. Kelly was now an eighth grader, and looked more amazing than ever. I was now an eighteen-year-old senior, and I was noticing my little sister more and more. I knew how wrong it would be to ever get with my sister, but since that day a year ago, I had been fantasizing about it more and more. I half-wished that I had done so a year ago. If I had offered to let my sister give me a blow job, I was sure that she would have complied. But I couldn’t do that. Because incest was wrong.

Right?

Part of the reason I was lusting after my sister was that at eighteen, I was still a virgin. I had made it to third base, but I was anxious to go the rest of the way. I also tended to find that I was into younger chicks. My last girlfriend had been a freshman, which a lot of my friends thought was kind of weird. I didn’t care that much, though. But Kelly was a whole different matter. She had just turned fourteen, and I was sure that she had never so much as given a blow job before. Plus, she was my sister.

But I could hardly stop thinking about her. I snatched bras from her dresser and jerked off in them. I watched her from the window every time she went into the hot tub. I gave her rides to all of her volleyball games just so I could see her in her Spandex.

One day, when I arrived home, Kelly was sitting on the couch. She had her head in her hands, and it looked like she had been crying.

“Kelly, what’s wrong?” I asked.

She took her beautiful head out of her hands, and stared up at me with those beautiful, knowing eyes. “Dave, no one’s asked me to the winter dance, and it’s in only three days. I think all the boys think that I’m ugly.”

“Don’t worry, you’re gorgeous,” I said, truthfully- at that moment, I was picturing her naked. “Guys will be all over you once you get to high school.”

“But I want to go to the dance,” she said. “And if I go by myself, I’ll look like a loser.”

I sighed deeply, and mustered all my courage. “Kelly, I can with you if you want me to. You know, we’re friends and whatever.”

Kelly’s face broke into a smile. “Really?”

I sighed again. “Yeah, sure,” I said.

Kelly hugged me, I pulled her away quickly so she wouldn’t feel my boner against her side. “You’re the best brother ever!” she said.

“I know,” I said, feeling the need to spend a long session in my room with only a certain C-cup to keep me company.

The night of the dance, I stood by the door, waiting for Kelly to come downstairs. I felt like a loser. It was 9:00 on a Friday night, and I was taking my little sister to a middle school dance. I had never wanted to go back to middle school dances after middle school. But there I was. I consoled myself with the fact that at least no one I knew would be there. I didn’t know any of Kelly’s friends or their parents.

“I’m ready,” called Kelly. She came towards me, and I was stunned. She looked completely grown up. She had a black, low-cut dress on that showed quite a bit, and her dress came only to her knees. Her hair was pulled elegantly into a bun.

“You look nice,” I stammered.

“You too,” she said sweetly. “Let’s go.”

On the drive over, Kelly turned down my music.

“Dave, I need to ask you… kind of a favor,” she said.

“What?” I asked reluctantly.

“It’s just this,” said Kelly. “I sort of told all my friends that you’re my boyfriend, not my brother. Because if I told them you were my brother, they’d all think that I was a loser. I told them you’re a senior at Creekwater High School. They were all really impressed. So if you could pretend that we were going out, I’d…”

I groaned. This would be bad enough if I wasn’t secretly strongly attracted to her. “I don’t know, Kelly…” I said.

Kelly gave me a cute, begging face. “Pretty please…”

I couldn’t refuse her. “Fine,” I said. “But next time you want me to go with you to a middle school dance, count me out.”

The two of us entered the school gym. We passed the teachers at the front, who gave me kind of strange looks, but I look kind of young, and they might have thought I was only two or three years older than my date, rather than four. They also almost certainly didn’t suspect that we were siblings. I felt like an idiot.

“What am I supposed to do?” I asked her.

“Just come with me,” she said. She grabbed my hand and pulled me over towards her friends. I was holding my hands with my sister. Was that sexual? Or was she just pulling me in the right direction? Well, maybe if I wasn’t pretending to be her boyfriend, I would have been less worried.

“This is my boyfriend, Dave,” said Kelly. “He’s a senior at Creekwater.”

“Hi,” I said. Two of Kelly’s friends blushed and giggled. They clearly thought that I was hot. I remember middle school well enough to know that.

The next hour was pretty boring. I just stood next to Kelly, holding her hand as she talked to her friends. I was about to ask her when we could get out of there when she announced that she had to use the bathroom and hurried off. I tried not to watch her tits bounce up and down as she left.

That left me with her friends. It was pretty awkward. I didn’t know what to say to them, and they didn’t know what to say to me. Finally, the boldest of them said to me:

“So you’re the Dave that Kelly is always talking about?”

I was mildly surprised. “She’s always talking about me?”

“Oh, yeah,” said Kelly’s friend. “She won’t shut up about you. She always mentions how hot you are, and how much she likes you.”

I wondered about this for a moment. Was Kelly actually attracted to me? No, she must just be bragging to impress her friends. That was it. An image of Kelly naked, begging for me to fuck her harder, filled my mind. I quickly pushed it away.

“So,” continued Kelly’s friend, “have you two done it yet?”

“What?” I asked, suddenly realizing what she was saying. “No! Nothing like that.”

“Really?” asked the friend. “I think that she wants you. You have no idea how many boys she turned down in our class to go with you. She turned down Duke Hawthorne! I would give anything to be with him.”

What? Kelly had turned down other boys to go with me? What was she doing? Was she honestly attracted to her? What would I do if she was? I couldn’t go with her. That wouldn’t be right. I was not going to fuck my fourteen-year-old sister. I couldn’t. I never would…

Kelly returned, but I didn’t have time to say anything to her. “This is my favorite song!” she shouted, as some poppy tune blared. “Let’s dance!” She pulled me out onto the middle of the floor.

She pressed her body up against mine as we danced. I smelled her strong perfume, and felt her hair in my face. She was smiling…seductively? I didn’t know.

“Kelly, what’s going on?” I asked. “Your friend told me that…”

“Shhh, we can talk about it later, Dave,” she said. She pressed my body even further up against me. I had a huge boner by now. As I looked into her sweet face, it became harder and harder to resist. She was everything I wanted in a girl, everything I had dreamed of for a whole year. But I couldn’t have her. I shouldn’t have her.

I looked into her beautiful blue eyes, and she looked into mine. And as the song ended, our mouths somehow moved together (I can’t say who initiated it), and we started kissing. Our tongues moved together, and intertwined. The kiss lasted for almost a minute. When we broke apart, I was staring at her, and she was staring at me. I think maybe there were other people looking at us, I don’t know, I don’t care.

“I want you,” I whispered.

Kelly silently grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the gym doors and into a small hallway. She pulled me into a classroom, turned on the light, and shut the door.

“This is Mr. Elmi’s old room,” she explained. “No one ever comes in-“ I didn’t wait for her to finish. I pressed my mouth against hers, and my body against hers, and we started to make out again. After a while I decided to get adventurous, and I started unbuttoning the back of her dress. As I did this, she reached into my pants and pulled my long, hard, eight-inch dick out of my pants. To make it easier for her, I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, pulling them down. I then pulled her dress down and let her continue to finger my cock.

Our embrace broke briefly. “It’s huge,” she said.

“All because of you.”

I got my first real look at Kelly’s body, which was naked except her bra and underwear. She was very skinny, but not unhealthily so. There were some freckles across her skin, which was light but not pale.

Kelly giggled. “Like what you see, bro?”

“Sure do, little sis,” I said. “But let’s see your tits now.”

Kelly reached back and pulled off her bra. Her tits were much bigger than a year ago, and they looked succulent. They were round and perfectly shaped. I touched them, felt them, embraced them. I couldn’t hold myself back. As she continued to feel my cock, I rubbed, even licked her enormous tits.

Kelly bent into a kneeling position. “Get ready,” she told me. I didn’t need to get ready. I had been ready since that day a year ago, even if I didn’t know it then. Kelly began kissing the end of my cock, stroking it and eventually licking and sucking it. I watched with amazement as she put the entire thing in her mouth, sucking it back and forth. No girl I had ever been with before, not even the ones my age, had accomplished this in my life. I continued to play with her tits as she sucked my cock.

“Come on, little sis! Suck harder!” I half-shouted. “Yeah! Yes!” The cum started to come out, and she was ready. With a few gulps, it was almost all down. As I withdrew my dick, she licked off the last drops from around her lips.

“Wow,” I said. “That was the best blow job I’ve ever had.”

“It was the biggest dick I’ve ever had,” said Kelly.

“I can’t believe we just did this,” I admitted.

“I can,” said Kelly. “I’ve dreamed about it for so long.”

“So have I, I guess,” I said, smiling. “So in your fantasy, what happens next?”

Kelly shrugged, sounding kind of embarrassed. “Well, I have this thing- well, I don’t know what you’d call it- but thinking about it really gets me horny- well, you know…”

“What is it?” I asked.

“You’re sure you won’t think it’s stupid?”

“Listen, I just took my fourteen-year old sister to a middle school dance, pretended to be her boyfriend, and ended up making out with her and getting a blow job from her,” I said. “I don’t think I can judge.”

“I just really like being spanked,” she said.

I smiled. “Just pull your underwear down.” She did so, revealing her nice ass and tight, shaved pussy.

“And let your hair down.” She complied, letting her beautiful, wavy blonde hair fall down around her shoulders. I added my shirt to the pile of clothes now lying on the floor.

I reached out and smacked her in the behind with my palm. She let out a sound halfway between a moan and a scream.

“You’re a bad little sister,” I yelled. “You’re a naughty, naughty, little girl.” I could tell that she was getting turned on. As I smacked her, she would scream, or shout.

“Oh, yeah! Oh, yes!”

“You’re a bad, naughty little girl, aren’t you?”

“Yes! YES!”

“You need to be punished!”

“Oh, YES! Come on!”

“You’re a bad little sister, aren’t you?”

“Yes, big brother! Yes!”

I turned around, and faced her. She was sweaty and her long hair was in her face. I must have been about the same. We were both unbelievably turned on. I grabbed Kelly and pushed her onto one of the tables in the classroom. “You ready?” I asked.

“Oh, God, yes!”

I shoved my dick into her unbelievably tight pussy and penetrated her hymen, taking her virginity. She screamed.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” she panted. “Just FUCK ME!”

I decided to do as she said, pushing back and forth as she screamed with pleasure.

“Kelly…Kelly!” I shouted. She screamed back. A pile of books that had been on the table were pushed off by her wild thrashing. She was absolutely out of control, and so was I.

“DAVE…DAVE!” Her tits bounced around, and her hips gyrated as I fucked her ferociously. There was a look of rapture on her face as she took it, yelling with pleasure. I was briefly worried about someone at the dance hearing, but it was way past eleven by now, and everyone was gone. I pushed in and out, and it was the best feeling I have ever felt. I couldn’t believe that after years of dreaming, I had finally taken my little sister’s virginity.

“OH, GOD, DAVE, HARDER!”

“Kelly…” And then her pussy became tighter and wetter…

“Bro…Dave…”

“Sis…”

And then we orgasmed spontaneously. It was perfect. Streams of cum pulsed from my dick into her pussy.

I pulled my dick out of her, and the two of us just laid there, panting for breath. I couldn’t believe what I had just done. I had fucked my little sister. What if someone found out? I glanced over at her. Her long, blonde hair still hung behind her head. She was looking at me with impressed satisfaction.

“I always knew you… wanted me,” she said, still struggling for breath. “We just needed the… the right situation.” She reached over and kissed me on the lips.

“You were incredible,” I said.

Kelly blushed a little. “Thanks. It was pretty amazing. We should probably get home soon. I’m sure Mom and Dad are freaking out.”

I laughed. “Yeah. I don’t think we should tell them what really happened.”

Slowly, we began to gather up our clothes. I helped Kelly put her dress back on and then put my own clothes on. We drove home together and didn’t say much the entire time. Not much needed to be said.

As we arrived home, my dad was standing there. “What took you two so long?” he asked. “It’s almost 12:30.”

I smiled. “Sorry, Dad, the car wouldn’t start.”

“Well, you’re an hour and a half late,” he snapped. “I hope you have better luck getting the car to start next time.”

“Actually,” whispered Kelly to me, “I think the car’s going to have quite a few problems in the next couple of weeks.”