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Chapter One - Brother
The cock up my love chute was doing a fantastic job of coaxing another bone-jarring come from me. Whimpers of lust and enjoyment were spilling from my mouth as my hands clutched the sheets in desperation. Suddenly another flood joined in and erupted as my upturned ass cheeks received firm, but delightful slaps. The rough skinned hands that had spanked me, then went under my body to grab my swollen, jiggling, breast flesh.
A loud whimper of acceptance tore it self from my twenty - three year old body when the pink - colored tips of my heaving boobs were pulled and twisted. My sounds let the intruder who was buried deep inside my quivering meat know that I wanted more of what he was doing. His big cock kept pounding away causing the nerves in my body to scream with pure delight. Then the big vein that runs the length of a male pleasure stick started throbbing against my vagina walls signaling that this round of lust-laden joy was about to end. With one hand rubbing my clit, the other massaging my tit, this hot bar of steel began extinguishing the fire that had been started when it's owner had walked in the door twenty minutes ago.
"I…oh! Please!” By bending my head down, I could see between my legs. The now rapidly deflating meat was delving between the lips of my glistening purple hued slit with ease. Mesmerized by the sight of what was once long and hard, had now diminished to its original size and was slowly inching itself out of my velvet sheath. Trying to contain it, I tried backing up but to no avail. Giving out a cry of disappointment brought a small laugh from my lover when his cock slid out and bounced against my leg. Pulling me from my hands and knees position that I had been made to assume, I was pulled backwards and kissed on my neck and ears. Spinning around, I circled his neck and let my tongue explore the mouth of this wonderful man. After a few more minutes of loving the buttons and zippers of my clothing were opened and I was stripped totally naked. My breasts were still heaving from the prior excitement it had undergone. His eyes took in ever part of my slightly shivering body. Gathering me back in his arms, I willingly went and secretly hoped for more of what he had hanging between his legs.
Asking me where the bathroom was, he followed my swinging buttocks as we went down the hallway. My breath caught when he removed his clothing and his slim body with sinewy muscles came into view. Mixing the water valve until it suited him, he stepped inside and pulled me next to him. Pushing me under the stinging warm water, he took the nozzle and directed it over my still heaving chest. Whimpering when his knee pushed my thighs apart, my heart picked up an extra beat, as I knew what this person was going to do.
"____Ah! Oh, oh!" I gurgled as I eagerly awaited the inevitable.
"Shut up! You will love it!" The intruder said with a small laugh
A guttural cry ripped from my throat when the pulsing nozzle was jammed firmly against my pulsing pussy. When my cry turned to a whimper, the intruder covered my mouth with his and used his free hand to alternate kneading and pulling my tit flesh. Our tongues swirled against each other with gusto. Removing the stinging spray from my crotch made me relax somewhat until I was pulled tight against his sinewy body.
"I noticed that when I first squeezed your tits, you really enjoyed it. I bet your husband keeps you happy by playing with then?" I was told as his other hand cupped and pulled on the other one.
Before I could answer, my brown- headed lover slid to his knees and began tonguing my belly button. My heart continued to beat wildly as the roughness of his hands continued to cup and pull on my swollen globes. I could feel a pressure building up in my groin area and it was making me feel that my head was going to explode.
“Ahh! Oh God! Please! Yes! Don’t stop!”
"Don’t worry!" He answered.
I wanted to scream out that the only thing my husband does is give them a little squeeze and that's only once in a while. I wanted to confess all of this, but he did not seem interested in my problems. He was far more engrossed in making me whimper and jump. He had now left my stomach area and was massaging my crotch area.
"Does he keep this thing full of meat?" He asked as his fingers traveled the length of my coral colored labia lips. Again my attempted answer was of no consequences as it was cut off by a gasp when the tips of his thumbs gaped open my labia.
Perspiration popped out n my forehead as the thumbs massaged the sensitive area. My hand found the back of his head and pulled it tight against my inflamed flesh. His mouth acted like a vacuum hose as it pulled my pussy flesh into his mouth. My head went back and I let out a song of lust as once again relief entered my throbbing body. Relief though was not on this persons mind as his tongue immediately lit another fire that shot through me. Within seconds, I was once again begging for more.
When I eased my legs apart more so I get more of the sensation he was giving me, he leaned back and never once took his eyes away from my tortured pussy flesh. Finally he looked up at me and again cupped my full breasts.
“Hmm. Too bad I didn’t bring someone with me!”
“ Uh, what! What do you mean?”
“What I mean, is that I think you need another cock, am I right?”
My body shuddered slightly at the memories of the good screws I had enjoyed in the past from perfect strangers. And…not all of them were men! Oh Yes! I have enjoyed the softness of women many times.
My legs were again spread wide as my lover went to my labia lips. Opening them wide with his thumbs, I guided his head to my sensitive flesh. I yelped as his snake like tongue found my rigid clit.
Laughing gently, he looked up at me, “Hang on baby, this one will knock your head off.!”
Laying his left arm across my soft belly, his hand slipped down and rested on top of my distended clit. His right hand pushed the lips apart on my cunt, and then he began flicking my little man in a boat furiously.
Within scant seconds my body began to tremble from the excitement coursing through it. Once, twice, my slit exited a torrent of semen. My quavering pleadings for the man to stop fell on his deaf ears. On and on, he continued to whip the sensitive flesh back and forth. Tears fell from my eyes as my legs became rubbery. Again and again, my hips jerked as I orgasimed furiously. I was on the verge of blackness when suddenly he stopped, stood and swooped me up in his arms.
As I lay on back with my legs askew, I circled his neck and thanked him. He had given me what I wanted, and most of all, what I had missed.
An hour later, the sound of Paul my husband, pulled in the driveway. I met him at the door with a short kiss and no feelings of guilt or remorse from my afternoon of loving. Our marriage was on shaky ground from a number of things with the most important one being sex. On this count, Paul was a zero. It was a wham-bang, thank you ma’am affair with him. Plus, his mother, Mrs. Allen, had as much told me that Paul was to good for me. She thought the sun rose and set on him. And as far as she was concerned, I was like trailer trash to her. So no, I had no true deep affections for this man...or her. But for now, I felt to good to dwell on this subject as my groin felt contented…for the time being, and I could still detect a small trace of semen in my mouth Starting to speak, he stopped as my lover walked in from the kitchen. His eyes narrowed, and then widened in surprise.
He stuck out his hand.
"Look here! If it isn’t my brother in law, Jay!”
Yes, Jay was my brother!
Yes, Jay had been fucking me since I could remember. Before and after I got married, Jay would take me whenever we had an occasion. Many times he would push me up against a wall and screw me while our parents were in the next room. He used to joke that these quickies kept me horny, and in truth, they did. Anything he wanted me to do, or have some else do to me, I never hesitated. For Jay owned me body and soul. Even my wedding day was no difference as I had slipped into his bedroom that morning and gave him a blow- job before anyone awoke
After I had been married a few months, Paul got offered a promotion in the next state. It was a somber affair the morning we left. Jay gave me a brotherly kiss in front of everyone and whispered that he would see me soon. That turned in to six months.
When he had shown up this morning at my front door, my eyes watered from joy. We had stood in the middle of the room kissing for a long time. Finally he pulled me to the floor where we continued our loving. I smiled as his work hardened hands opened my blouse and cupped my nipple hardening boobs. My body shivered as his other one slipped under my skirt and cupped my pulsing pussy. Positioning me on my hands and feet, I cried openly as his hard cock started inching up my warm and wet slit. It was like an old friend that had came home as he filled and thrilled me.
After dinner we were all sitting around the table when Jay began telling the main reason for his visit.
“I have to go to South America in a week and look at some oil drilling sites. Our people got reports of new findings that look good." Jay looked squarely at Paul and continued. "The site is close to someone named Hernandez Xavier." He said with a dead - pan look.
At the sound of Hernandez Xavier, my head shot up. Paul was grinning at my reaction for he had heard me speak of him many times. I loved to study ancient history and the Xavier area was considered one of the most important.
Jay spread his hands and continued,
"The Company is trying to hire a translator who is honest to accompany me this time". He had told us before of an episode where he had been cheated by not knowing the language.
"Hopefully, I will be back in a month to a month and a half.” He continued on. “ I want to do some exploring on my own when the job is finished. But, that depends on me finding this translator." He looked at Paul so innoncetly and asked if he knew of anyone who may be interested.
Paul started laughing and said, "Jay, you are a low life, did you know that?"
"Who! Me"? Jay grinned broadly as he turned around as if Paul was speaking to someone else. They both knew I spoke perfect Spanish.
"Did you ask her? Paul asked in a somewhat low voice.
"Not yet. I wanted to see what you had to say.” He replied by giving him a knowing nod.
“Well, go on.” Paul answered.
Smiling as he faced me, "Sis, would you go with me?"
My face almost betrayed my feelings. God! I was ready to leave right then. My heart and cunt were both pulsating at the thought of having my brother any time I wanted.
“I can't leave Paul for that long." Feigning concern for my husband, I went and sat in his lap. "Who would take care of him?” I asked, but with no real conviction.
"This trip may be the best thing for our marriage right now". Paul said somberly and with truthfulness. "I honestly think you should go. It…it may give us both the time we need to…decide.”
His response startled me. I looked at him and agreed that he was right. Our marriage was ready to terminate and a separation may be just what we needed. Giving him a kiss, I concurred that we needed to do something, and maybe this would be the ticket. Looking at him and then my brother, I replied, "What time do we leave?
" Finally." I stated to Jay as the plane left the runway. Taking his hand, I glanced around and not seeing anyone looking, I stuck it between my legs and rubbed it against my crotch. Laughing, Jay kissed my cheek. We then laughed about him needing a translator. Jay not only spoke Spanish, but he also knew several dialects.
Last night after Paul and I had our final, or at least I hoped it was, boring bout of sex, I went to the bathroom to clean up. Taking a long time, a smile came on my face as the sounds of his soft snoring was heard. I knew from experience that he was out for the night. Continuing to smile, I knew where to go!
Slipping into the guest- room, I could see the smile from the moonlight on Jays lips as I entered. Returning his warm smile, I slipped off my gown. His eyes widened at the sight of my nudity. His cock which had been semi -hard when I first walked in, began to grow. Whimpering slightly as I put it in my hand, I sucked it down to the root of my throat. His hands massaged my tits as my head bobbed on his fullness. After letting me taste him for scant moments, he pushed me away and held a finger to his lips.
Getting out of bed, he pulled me to his hard body. Turning me away from him, I was then bent over. Gripping my hips, his cock entered my still warm and hungry cunt. Finding my clitoris, he began rubbing it. I began to moan softly as his rod found the interior of my channel to its liking. With each stroke, my moans began to get louder until Jay cut them off by cupping my mouth. Stopping, Jay eased his cock from my chute. Pulling me to the carpeted floor, he straddled my heaving body. Working up my body, he stuck his sticky cock in my mouth. Tasting the mixture of our lovemaking on him made my cunt twitch with lust.
Licking its length on the top and bottom I opened my mouth to accept him. Bobbing my head, I swallowed and let the complete length enter me. His balls were now lying next to my lips and Jay slightly groaned when I gave them a gentle squeeze. The pressure of my lips brought a stream of honey from him that sprayed my throat. I had to work fast to keep the heavy effusions from leaking around the corners of my mouth. Holding him until I had sucked the last drop from his shriveling cock, I then pulled it from my mouth and lovingly kissed the head. Pulling me to my feet, he pulled me back against him as his lips and hands roamed over me. Knowing that I needed a release, his hand went between my legs and for the next few minutes he expertly worked on and in my cunt until I exploded. .
This was one of the reasons why I loved Jay. He knew what I needed, when I needed it and how much I needed.
Night soon overtook us as the plane glided effortlessly through the sky. Jay kept dozing and I was reading as the other passengers were settling in. Having to go to the bathroom, I got in line behind a young man of about seventeen. To say he was handsome was a misnomer. To say he was perfect was the correct word. We began talking and his name was Wade Rowan. As luck would have it, he and his grandfather were going to the same town as we were.
He was waiting when I came out of the bathroom and introduced his grandfather. Mr. Rowan was a gentle type, slightly gray headed and in his mid fifties. He was a college professor and he was also going to the Hernadez site. For close to thirty minutes we talked about the site. Jay was asleep when I returned to tell him where I was. Going back to where Wade was at, I saw his grandfather nodding. Smiling, Wade stood and guided me to the rear of the plane. There was no one in any of the seats, so we were slightly isolated. Soon, we were laughing and getting along great. When he nervously put his hand on my upper leg, I smiled. Misinterpreting my actions, he began to remove it. Laying my own hand on top of his, I instead covered and gave it a small squeeze. I let my fingers caress his hand and wrist as we continued talking. His freshness and demeanor was so sweet that when he had said something that was endearing, I did nothing to stop his hand when he pushed it up a few inches higher. His wide and oh so sweet smile, gave me a warm feeling.
“Wade, you are so sweet!” I said sincerely. “I bet you have all the girls after you?”
Giving me a big pearly white smile, he replied “I don’t know about all of them, but there is a couple in our neighborhood that I…get along with.”
" Get along with? What does that mean?” I jokingly quizzed him.
His handsome face slightly colored at my question. “Well…they call…I…go over and…we…”
“Ohh! I understand. You better be careful! Don’t let their mothers catch you.”
“Mothers! No, no. It is their husbands I worry about!”
I began laughing and had to cover my mouth. With my other hand, I pulled his hand until it was within an inch or so of my crotch. Finally controlling my laughter, I looked at him again, repeated his statement about husbands, laughed again and then, he suddenly kissed me! Our lips gently touched at first. Then with pangs of passion, they fused tightly. Briefly our hands fluttered over each other. It was all I could do to stop myself from grabbing him. Another kiss, and his hand pushed itself up under my already short skirt..
My breath caught as his young smooth hand continued to rub my inner thigh. Our eyes met, and as I gave a deep breath, I put my hand over his and told him that I needed to go to the lavatory .
“Please Lori, don’t go…I will…I’m sorry…please…stay.”
He said in a sad voice as his hand came away.
Taking his hand, I returned it to my thigh, even higher than before!
“You don’t want me to tinkle on my self do you?”
My reply made him smile but I could tell that he thought I was issuing an excuse. Looking around to see if we were still alone, I pressed my hand down on his prominent bulge for a good ten seconds and replied,
“Don’t worry, I want to check this out when I come back.”
I then leaned forward and got the sweetest kiss that I had enjoyed in a longtime. Standing, I began inching toward the aisle. Just as my body passed in front of his, I jumped slightly as his hand went up my skirt and roamed freely up and down the insides of my taunt thighs. His young hands felt so good as they went within millimeters of my warming cunnie. When his fingertips brushed against the moist material of my panty crotch, I whimpered slightly.
“Wade! Ohhh! ” I said in a choked voice. “No! Wait! Please! I will be right back!”
Another caress on my tender thighs and I was allowed to leave. My crotch was damp with the thought of what was going to happen when I returned. I found it hard to wait for his touch on my torrid skin. Young or not! Who cared? Not me!
A wave of relief came over Wade’s handsome face as I approached him. Smiling down at him, with my heart beginning to beat faster, I turned and began side- stepping back to my seat.
YES! His hand came up and touched the outside of my right thigh in a signal for me to stop. My breath caught when without warning as his other hand homed in on the apex of my thighs. Gasping as he rubbed my cunt back and forth, I ceded to his silent command to open my thighs more. Suddenly both hands went under my skirt. and my wisps of panties were stripped down to my feet. Stepping out of them, I again was signaled to open my legs. A gruff grunt told me to be quiet when I started to speak. His thumbs followed the outline of my hair-lined slit. Back and forth, back and forth they went. Hooking his thumbs just inside the tender flesh, he began pulling the lips apart. Stretching my skin to a delicious width, my throat gave out with a low moaning sound. The feeling was outstanding. This was not the first time I had my cunt done like this. A lesbian picked me up one night and when she had finished, I was well aware of how pain can work with pleasure. However, Wade stopped way before reaching that point as he let me sit down. Quickly grabbing a blanket from the overhead compartment, Wade spread it over us. Kissing me deeply, he whispered for me to pull my skirt up.
Starting to ask him to stop, he said excitedly,
“ Pull up your skirt! I want to finger…!”
“Sorry folks, but our radar has picked up some turbulence and we need you to buckle in.!”
It was one of the stews. She was smiling as it was evident that she knew what was going on. We returned to our seats, and gave each other a smile before sitting down.