Siblings With Benefits

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Siblings With Benefits



Update-8



Unlike after the last story which had gotten me quite emotional, this time I laughed out loud as Mark finished up. He had been right that was a fun memory. Back before things started getting out of control for both of us, back when Mark and I were still living with the folks, and the sneaking and secrecy added even more of a thrill to the already hot sex we were having. After that afternoon there were many family meals Mark and I would sit and smile at each other, knowing full well that afterwards while mom watched game shows, and dad read the paper or napped we would be upstairs, doors locked fucking like animals. As usual Mark had come up with exactly what I had needed. Even the thought of the cheerleader uniform was great. That had led to another hot time and in the folk's bed no less.

"And I did wear it for you didn't I little brother?" I asked him.

"Yup the next weekend, looked damn good too." He laughed. "Hell that little thing you wore earlier reminded me of it. You still got the legs sis."

"These legs?"

I slowly straightened them out raising them up and pointing my toes down they always had been my best feature.

"Those legs." Mark agreed, as starting at the top of my foot he ran his hand down my right leg. I lifted them straight up in the air causing the robe slid up to my hips. I wasn't wearing anything underneath and could feel the cool night air on my pussy. That feeling was replaced by Marks finger as he slid it inside.

"Ooohh" I let out a surprised moan.

Mark's thumb found my clit and I bent my legs at the knees unable to keep them straight up as he played. Reaching inside the robe with his left hand he started twisting the barbell in my nipple. Not hard, just enough to pull the sensitive skin back and forth. I started to move, but Mark held me close to him and whispered;

"Just sit back and let your little brother take care of you."

I was in no mood to argue. I closed my eyes and laid my head against his muscular chest. I let myself completely relax as his talented fingers slowly worked my wet pussy. Within minutes I was moaning softly into his neck as the orgasm flowed through me. It wasn't as hard as my previous ones of the day but it was soooo nice. I sighed, and sat up straight, feeling Marks hard cock pressing into my ass. I was starting to wonder if I could take the chance of moving the robe to ride him on the deck. There was no one else outside, and even all the lights around us were out. I stood up to tell him when my blackberry went off on the small table. I glanced over but couldn't see the number from where I was.

"You don't need to get that do you?" Mark asked.

"Screw that. I have a cock to take care of." I told him as I started to lift my robe. "How about I go for a ride?"

"Inside." Mark said as the phone stopped.

"Whatever you want little brother." I certainly wasn't going to disagree.

The phone started again, and Mark rolled his eyes.

"Just check it sis, it might be important."

With a sigh I stepped away checking the number. It was Royce.

"It's my dealer." I realized how bad that sounded. "Art dealer." I added.

"I know Meg. Does he always call at one am.?" Mark seemed annoyed which was odd he was usually pretty easy going about little things.

"He knows I paint at night, plus knows I'm usually up anyways."

"And how does he know that?" Mark asked definitely sounding aggravated now. What was up tonight? It's not like I wasn't a sure thing.

The phone had stopped ringing, and I heard the voice mail chime in.

"Trust me Mark if he were here Royce would want to sit on your lap not mine. He's positively flaming." I paused. "Could be big though, I had the showing yesterday."

"Then call him back." Mark sighed and sat back.

I looked at him sitting there shirtless, that perfectly flat stomach, the massive bad ass tattoo's, and that huge bulge in his pants. Goddamn he looked hot! I hesitated It's not like Royce couldn't wait until tomorrow. I mean this was my vacation after all.

"I'm not going anywhere, make your call I'll sit out here." Mark said. He didn't sound pissed anymore just sort of disgusted.

"You sure Mark? I feel like a bitch."

"No problem. Come get me when you're done."

I looked at him for a moment Mark had that intense look in his eyes that he got whenever there was something on his mind. Well big sister could take care of that. I'd wear him out then get him to talk. Just like the old days.

"Yeah?" I pouted. "You'll wait for your sexy big sister?"

I went to kiss him on the cheek, but he caught my lips with a soft kiss.

"I've waited a long time for you sis. I can wait a few more minutes."

Before I could respond the damn phone started again. Mark turned away from me putting his left leg up on the railing and crossing his arms as if ending any further conversation. I stared for a moment ignoring the phone wondering what he had just meant. My brother was as straightforward as you could get and certainly never wasted words. I wasn't really sure how to take what he had just said. I was just getting ready to shut the phone off when Mark spoke without turning around;

"Just answer the phone Meg."

I shook my head and left the deck. As I shut the glass door behind me, I stood and watched Mark. His right leg was shaking back and forth, a telltale sign he was nervous. As if to confirm that thought he reached out, and took another cigarette from the pack on the table and lit it. Definitely something going on, it just seemed all of a sudden. Then again maybe it had been there earlier and I had just been wrapped up in my own drama to see it. It certainly wouldn't be the first time that had happened that's for sure.

Years ago I had known Mark had found Max and after talking him out of going after him, did the right thing and stayed with him for a couple of weeks to make sure he would be okay. Afraid it was looking funny I was staying at his place so long I decided to stay with Tommy, long story short I fell off the wagon and leaving my brother a note left town again.

Within days Mark had gotten Max back to his apartment, I was on my way back from Boston where miraculously I had managed to stay straight and called Mark who already sounding as if he were cracking told me Max was on his way over. I immediately called the police but they didn't believe me. I called again from outside Mark's place over Mitch's the bar where he worked at the time.

They finally showed up but not before Mark had broken over a dozen bones in Max's body. At that thought I had the sudden terrifying image of Mark, covered in blood and screaming like a maniac, standing over the twitching all but unrecognizable body of Max Thompson. With a shudder I pushed that image out of my mind. I should have never left Mark's side, should have never given in again to my weakness. I could have prevented the event that almost ruined my brother's life before he had even gotten started.

To this day Mark still not only has nightmares of Max beating him as a child, but also replays that horrific day in his mind over and over. My brother had lost it that day. Ending up in butler hospital for two weeks before it was decided that he had only been a danger to Max because of the history between them. I had managed to talk my brother down at his apartment and helped him through the hospital stay and had also managed to enlist the aid of his friend Alex Warner to hire a lawyer to defend my brother and see that it never made trial. Mark of course says to this day that he owes me his life, but the reality is I had let him down when he most needed me.

On that note I turned and walked away going into the living room to call Royce back. I knew better than to continue down that path of blame. What's done is done. All I can do is make sure that it will never happen again, that I'm there for Mark whenever he needs me. It had made me feel much better a couple of years ago when I was there to pick up the pieces after he pushed Samantha away. Mark had needed his sister and I had stayed for two weeks until I was absolutely sure he would be okay.

I sat on the couch, stretched my legs out on the coffee table, and called Royce wondering if it really was a big deal or if maybe he was just looking for someone to talk to. Royce and I had met at an NA meeting when I had first moved to Chicago. Like me Royce had been clean only about a year and was also trying to get his career going again. I truly believe it was fate that had put us together. Royce is ten years older than me and had been an art dealer of no small reputation until his habits over took him and he had a fall from grace.

Royce however had always been a likable guy, and a couple of his bigger clients took him back as their agent. He had just started to get some of his reputation back when he asked me if I would be interested in letting him show some of my things. Royce paid immediate dividends showing my paintings to Abigail Lefay the owner of the Black Flame. In another sign that fate was trying to help me out, this was the same Abigail that my brother Mark had been talking about for years and was planning on introducing me to when he could make it down.

Apparently Mark knew Abigail from both his "Group" as well as the occult circuit. Abigail was a direct descendant of a family of witches from Salem and was a sanctioned priestess of the church of Satan. Needless to say between her finding out that I knew Mark, was a disciple of Levay, and had Royce talking up my work, things worked out better than I could have expected. Abigail let me display my paintings in her club for ten percent of the sales; Royce received another fifteen and the rest was mine. I had done quite well there and my reputation was beginning to spread.

Since that time Royce and I had become pretty good friends one of the few each one of us had. We would call each other if one of us was having a rough time. So there was always the chance he had just called because he was struggling. This time though it was not the case. Royce had called to tell me that Albert Walsh, an eccentric millionaire that was heavily into the occult had sent a spotter to my showing yesterday.

As I listened with my heart beating fast in my chest Royce proceeded to tell me that Walsh had called him a half hour ago and wanted to meet me. More than that, he wanted to commision me to paint a series of "visions" he claimed to have had while meditating. Walsh, who was a bit of an artist himself had drawn sketches of these and wanted them painted. According to Royce, Walsh had said he wanted them and he was quoting "Brought to nightmarish reality, and only the Decosta touch could do them justice".

I had been a little put off at that point. I do originals not interpretations. Royce then explained that Walsh was talking well over six figures and was ready to put down half up front if they could be completed by the end of the year. Royce had continued to talk for awhile but I wasn't really listening. Over one hundred thousand dollars! For my work! The only drawback was Walsh was leaving for Europe Saturday and wanted to meet Friday morning. I had planned on staying until next Sunday, but would obviously have to leave on Thursday.

I felt bad, having looked forward to an entire week with Mark as well as some time with the folks, but Albert Walsh! Mark would be disappointed, since I had moved to Chicago we only saw each other every few months or so. Fact was Mark hadn't been happy with me moving down there in the first place, but he understood why. I could have never gotten a new start here with so many painful memories around me. I needed a clean slate and after a few months of abstinence had found out that my best friend from college Betty, who had also been my first true "girlfriend" was moving down to Chicago and went down there with her. We stayed with her cousin for awhile which was when I had met Royce and made my first few sales enabling me to support myself for the first time in my life. Except for missing Mark and my parents I have never questioned it was the right move.

I hung up with Royce and resisted the urge to jump up and down like a little girl. I had been doing well the last couple of years making close to the six figure mark last year, but this was huge! Walsh was constantly surrounded by a group of rich poser's, the type that if he bought one of my paintings and loved it then of course they would have to have one as well. At that point I could name my price; this could literally set me up for years to come! If there had been any lingering effects of the melancholy that had brought me up here in the first place they were certainly gone now. For the first time in my life I felt like my brother, felt that I had taken control of my destiny and taken what I wanted.

Speaking of my little brother; there was some hot celebratory sex to be had! Between the good news and the ride I planned on taking him on he would get over me leaving sooner than I was supposed to. Then I would find out what was on his mind. As complicated as Mark put himself out to be he was in the end a typical man; fuck his brains out and he would tell me anything. Before I got up to go claim my hot little brother I glanced down at the phone and saw I had two voicemails. I had thought I only heard Royce leave one. I dialed in and out the phone to my ear to listen. The first one was Royce and I laughed as I listened to it;

"Hey sweetie it's Royce when you get off your knees, get on the phone and give me a call."

The second message however took the smile off my face.

"Hey Megan its Laura," She paused for a moment I could already hear she was emotional.

"I... um just wanted to let you know I was at our, I mean you're house today to get the last of my things. I left the keys and the spare key to your car on the table." There was another pause and I could picture her trying not to cry, her big baby blue eyes filling up. When she continued however she sounded better than when she had started;

"Listen Megan I'm sorry I didn't take things well. I didn't mean a lot of what I said. I was just upset. I know I said I would make sure the magazine sent someone else to cover your next showing that I couldn't see you anymore, but I really want to if it's okay with you. I... I understand it wasn't either one of us. I was looking for more and I'm sorry I called you cold. I know you gave as much as you could. We'll both find what we want. I know you don't think you can but you will Megan. You've been through a lot and you need that special someone who can understand you."

I listened with mixed emotions; sadness at the fact that it had ended at all, but happy that Laura sounded like she was doing okay with it. When we had ended I had been more upset for her than myself. For me this was getting to be old hat, but Laura had not been in many relationships and I had selfishly let her fall hard and fast hoping she could be the one.

"Well I know when most people break up they always focus on the bad, and I just wanted to let you know that I'm choosing to remember the good times because there were a lot of those, I hope you do too. You're a better person than you think Megan and were always good to me. I know you're on vacation visiting your family, but when you come back give me a call I'd like to keep in touch. Bye Megan."

I sat back and found myself smiling. A day ago I would have seen that call as another reminder of my problems; another sign that I wasn't like everyone else that I couldn't be happy. However after a fantastic twenty four hours with Mark, and the news Royce had just given me, I was in a much better frame. Laura was right, people especially myself always remembered the bad times. Hell Mark and I had been through plenty of them, but had spent the last couple of hours recalling some of our best times. It was too late to call Laura back, but I would make sure that I did tomorrow, tell her how much I appreciated what she had said, and would love to keep in touch with her.

As I sat back I found myself thinking of some of those times with Laura. I had spent close to a year with her but quickly looking back on it I think the first time I had been with her was the best. Laura had been so shy, I would find out later she normally never was, but she had been a fan of my work, and when she met me at one of my showings was completely taken by me and had no idea that I was open to women. She had been like a young girl who had suddenly been asked out by the most popular boy in school. As if in tribute to our time together I decided to stay inside for a few more minutes and let that night play through my mind.

I met Laura at one of my showings at The Black Flame. It was towards the end of the exhibit which I thought had gone pretty well, all in all it had been a good day. A few moments later it would become a great day. I was just getting ready to start taking some of the paintings down when someone called my name.

I turned to see an extremely attractive blonde woman who looked to be in her late twenties standing there with a small notepad in her hands. She introduced herself as Laura Manning a reporter from Art scope a Chicago based online Magazine. I told her I had heard of it, and she asked me if I might have a couple of minutes to answer some questions for her. I'm not really one to talk much about my work, I like to think it should speak for itself, but was smart enough to realize that press was a good thing. I admit that the fact that Laura was absolutely beautiful added to the desire to spend some time talking to her.

As I answered some basic questions, I let my eyes wander over her; I wasn't blatant, waiting until she would start writing to check her out. Laura was a little shorter than me, with gorgeous honey blond hair that she had up in a bun that was way too old for her and that I was already dying to see down. She was wearing a small pair of those librarian type glasses that screamed sexy professional behind which were a pair of huge baby blue eyes. The finishing touch on that flawless face was a pair of soft full lips that were very much like my own.

Working my gaze downward I discovered that Laura's perfection did not end at her face. Despite her obvious efforts to cover them with a very businesslike blazer, Laura's breasts were still quite prominent pushing the blazer out and still showing a fair amount of cleavage as well as just a teasing glimpse of what looked like a black lace bra. Laura's skirt was slightly above the knee and from what I could see of her legs they were as well shaped as the rest of her. All in all Laura had the appearance of one of those hot high school teachers that every boy fantasized about at night. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't already had a couple flit through my mind.

As I've mentioned I do not check out women on a regular basis, but Laura had me all but staring. My interest was piqued even more when after it occurred to me I had been staring for awhile and not paying attention, I looked back up and was pleasantly surprised to see Laura's eyes fixated on my legs. I was wearing a long black skirt with slits that ran all the way up to my hips. The front and back of the skirt were held together with lengths of chain. I was wearing a black lace tank top that fell short exposing my stomach and the silver pendant that hung from my pierced naval. My long black hair was down and I was wearing very little make up except for the deep red lipstick which accentuated my perfect lips.

I watched Laura's eyes work their way up from my long legs to my stomach, then linger on my tits which were propped up well by the top. I was wearing a lace bra under the top making my pierced nipples quite visible. The look on Laura's face as she looked up and saw me looking was priceless.

"You were saying?" I asked pretending that I had been paying attention.
"Oh," Laura stammered. "I'm sorry I was just um, thinking that you really uh... dress the part."

"Really?" I gave her my huge smile. "Is that all you were thinking?"

Laura blushed and looked away. Oh this could be fun I thought. Laura asked a few more questions about my inspirations and influences. I never go into great detail on these things I mentioned that I had a troubled childhood and that painting is the way I release some of that darkness. During the conversation Laura all but stuttered, wouldn't make eye contact and in general acted like a star struck teenager. It was flattering as well as a hell of a turn on to have this beauty, who I'm sure has had her share of men as well as women drooling over her to act like this with me.

At this time I reached up to pull my hair back in a pony tail causing my top to ride up even more showing the bottom of my bra. The move was not lost on Laura whose eyes dropped to my tits immediately. Once again I caught her looking and she quickly stammered;

"You have beautiful hair."

I smiled seeing my opening.

"I'd say yours is even more beautiful, but I'd just be guessing seeing your hiding it." I shook my head. "Now why would you do that?"

Laura smiled shyly, and shrugged.

"More professional I suppose."

"Because were professional around here?" I asked then followed it up a question of my own.

"Seeing I gave you some time Laura could you do something for me?"

"Well sure Miss.."

"Megan." I said quickly

"Megan," She said my name as if savoring the sound of it. "Okay sure what can I do?"

Oh be careful with that one my little flower, I thought to myself before answering;

"Would you let your hair down for me Laura?"

Laura blushed again as I continued;

"You have such a beautiful face I'd love to see how it looks with your hair framing it." She hesitated and I added. "Please Laura? For me?"

Laura flashed that adorable shy smile again, and reaching back pulled the pin from her hair to let it down. It did not go unnoticed that as she did she gave her head a toss back shaking it down, a deliberately sexy move. Laura's hair was as long as my own and an amazing shade of golden blonde that already had me wondering if she'd have that color elsewhere.

"Damn that looks even better than I imagined."

As I spoke I stepped forward and reaching out, ran my hand through it. Laura all but shuddered and her face began to flush as I repeated the gesture with the other hand.

"Thank you Megan." She whispered softly. I smiled again, and without asking permission reached out gently removing her glasses. Laura made no move to stop me.

"Are these professional as well?" I asked looking into those big blue eyes.

"Well kind of, I do need them." She smiled a little bolder this time. "But I wear contacts when I go out."

"Good, no reason to hide these eyes dear, their gorgeous."

"So are yours," She replied as she returned my stare. "I've never seen such light blue eyes, you can almost see through them."

"Thank you," I decided to make her put it on the line. "Well Laura I have to start packing up so if there were no other questions?"

Laura looked disappointed, and also nervous. She stood there looking down for a moment and I could imagine her telling herself to just go ahead and ask. Finally she looked up;

"You know Miss... I mean Megan, I volunteered to come here because I'm a big fan of your work, and uh well I know you don't have much time today so do you maybe think I could ask you a few more questions some time? Like maybe over coffee?"

I looked at her as if I were thinking it over enjoying the nervous look on her face. After a minute I leaned forward again running my hand through her hair.

"Tell you what Laura," I began, "If you're interested in my work, and my work only I'll gladly meet you for coffee, However" I leaned even closer so I could whisper in her ear, close enough that she would feel my breath on her neck.

"If you're interested in more I would love to take you to dinner tonight." I stepped back and had to make an effort not to laugh as Laura turned beet red, she was smiling however and managed to get out;

"I.. I'd like that Megan I really would."

"Good, that way you can really get to know me," I smiled as the blush got even deeper. Once again I whispered in her ear. "Because Laura, I am dying to get to know you."

With that I took her chin in my hand and placed a quick soft kiss on those perfect lips. Laura had stood there with her mouth all but open and this time I did laugh;

"I know," Laura said, "I'm acting like a kid, I'm sorry I just wasn't sure if you... you know were into women."

"I'm into you dear and that's all that counts no?"

Laura nodded grinning from ear to ear and quickly wrote her address and phone number down and passed it to me. I glanced at it and as she started to walk away said;

"Laura? Just one thing"

"What's that?" She asked looking nervous again.

"I don't want professional, I want playful." With that I winked at her and turned back to the wall to start to pack up.

I picked Laura up at seven and took her to Spiaggias for dinner. Laura looked incredible! She was wearing a red low cut blouse that showed off quite a bit of her impressive breasts and a short black skirt that barely made it to her mid thigh. As expected her legs were nothing short of perfect, they were made to look more amazing by a pair of four inch red stilettos. Her hair was down, and the glasses were gone. I also noticed her nails which had been pink earlier were a deep shade of red the toes matched of course as did the lips. I had requested playful, Laura however was out to kill.

I was wearing a one piece black strapless sundress that tied behind my neck with a shawl to cover the large medusa tattoo on my arm, and was also wearing high heels after all my legs were my best feature. I have to say I think Laura was Laura's best feature. Sitting across the table from her I couldn't remember ever being with such a beautiful woman. I told her that and her face turned redder than her blouse.

Dinner was wonderful, the food excellent, and the company not only gorgeous but looking at me with those puppy dog eyes that told me that there was no doubt what desert would be. We talked quite a bit and mostly about her. I told her some basics but also mentioned that to me my life had really just started a few years ago and I don't talk about the past. Laura was fine with that telling me that just being here with me was enough for her.

Midway through dinner I took her hand across the table. Laura smiled but looked around nervously, I asked why and she shrugged saying she was worried about what people might think, not for her but me with my career. At that point I slid my shoe off, and as I ran my foot up her soft leg under the table told her;

"Laura, I am with the best looking woman in the room, why wouldn't I want to flaunt it?"

That not only got another blush but a precious little giggle as well. We left and as we drove in my black infinity I put my hand on her bare knee and began caressing her leg from the knee to up under her skirt. Laura started breathing heavier, and to my delight she reached down to ease the seat back a little, then opened her leg up wider for me. Driving slowly I slid my hand all the way up her thighs to right between her legs. I started breathing heavy myself when I felt how wet her panties were. I started rubbing my fingers up and down the wet material. I glanced over to see Laura had her eyes closed; her lips were parted as she started moaning softly.

I worked my hand under her panties and started stroking the back of my hand along her pussy. I let out a sigh as my hand was instantly wet. Laura clenched her thighs tightly around my hand and as I held it still started grinding her hips working my hand into her clit. Laura was letting out the most adorable little moans and her face was flushed. We came to a red light and not caring if anyone noticed or not I turned in my seat, slid my hand up her blouse and lightly pinched her left nipple through her bra.

"Ohhhh," Laura let out a loud moan. She turned to look at me and our lips met, Laura's lips were full, soft, and delicious, as she opened her mouth to moan I slid my tongue in her mouth. Right there at a red light, cars on both sides of us, my hand working her pussy, Laura came. I moved my hand from her tit to the back of head and held it there. Laura moaned into my mouth as we continued to kiss and the orgasm crashed through her. Her hips bucked off the seat, her moans turning into a series of tiny whimpers.

When I felt her body relax I pulled my head back in time to see two young guys in a red pickup truck staring directly at us, the passenger's mouth hanging open. I looked directly at the driver and opening my mouth flicked my tongue out at him before winking and turning back to face front Oh Megan you are a nasty girl I thought. A horn blared behind me and as I pulled out I glanced over at Laura who was still trying to catch her breath.

"My place?" I asked.

"Yes," Laura panted. "Oh please yes."

Fifteen minutes later we arrived at my condo. I held Laura's hand during the walk across the lot and down the hallway. We got several looks from people and I loved it. I think at this point even Laura was getting a kick out of it. In the elevator we kissed long and hard both of us breathless by the time we got to my floor. We entered my condo and Laura started looking at some of my older paintings that I had hanging in the living room. I grabbed her by the hand and pulled her towards my bedroom.

"I'll give you the tour tomorrow hon," I told her. "Right now all I'm interested in you seeing is me."

Laura once again let out one of those adorable school girl giggles as she allowed me to pull her along the hallway to my bedroom. We entered and Laura looked around probably a bit surprised that the room was pretty normal, I did not share my brothers desire to make my bedroom a dungeon slash sanctum. I did have a very large canopy bed however complete with a black comforter and the same blood red satin sheets Mark favored.

I closed the door behind us and taking Laura by the hand again walked her over to the foot of the bed. I turned her so her back was to the bed, then wrapping my arms around her shoulders kissed her again, not hard this time but soft and slow enjoying those full lips and soft tongue. Laura was making those cute little sounds again especially when I started running my hands through her hair. Leaving her hair my hands travelled down her sides, grazing her breasts and going up her skirt to grab her hips.

Laura's hands were also moving sliding down my back and grabbing my ass surprisingly hard. As she trailed her hands back up she ran her nails lightly across my back sending shivers through me. As we kissed I brought my hands around front and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. When I was done I slid it from her shoulders and stepped back taking in the sexy red lace bra that was barely containing what appeared to be an even larger chest than I had imagined earlier.

"Let me see them. " I told her.

"These?" Laura asked with a sly smile cupping them and holding them up. I laughed, glad that she was warming up.

"Yes those, don't get shy on me now."

Laura reached behind her and unhooked her bra letting the straps fall from her shoulders she let the cups slide down to where I could see the rose colored skin around her nipples. She smiled again and whispered;

"You sure you want to see them?"

"Laura my beautiful angel," I began, giving her my best shy smile. "Please show your Megan those gorgeous tits."

"Oh that sounds soooo nice." Laura said letting the bra drop.

I found myself staring at the most incredible tits I had ever seen. Despite the fact they had to be close to a d-cup they were amazingly high and firm with large rose colored nipples. Laura held them up again her red nails framing them. Just the thought of getting my mouth on them made my pussy gush.

"My turn." I said softly, and reaching up undid the tie behind my neck letting my dress fall to the floor. The dress itself had a bra built in so I was standing before her in just a black and red thong.

"Oh Megan," Laura said as her eyes hungrily worked up and down the length of my body. I put my arms up over my head and turned in a low circle for her pausing to give her a good look at my ass. I turned back, and stepping up to her again gave her a light push, just enough to force her to sit back on the bed. I immediately dropped to my knees and leaning forward kissed her. As we kissed I cupped my tits and began slowly rubbing my hard nipples across hers. Laura's hands went up and we switched off grabbing each other's tits, squeezing and fondling as we continued to caress our nipples against one another.

As good as it felt I wanted those tits. Pushing her hands away I eagerly sucked her right nipple into my mouth as I began to play with the other. Laura moaned in pleasure and reaching down once again started playing with my nipples pulling gently on the barbells to heighten the sensation. We played for awhile, but as much as I was enjoying it I had decided that there was a far better place my tongue could be.

I stood in front of her planning on getting her to stand but as soon I did Laura's mouth quickly found my left nipple her tongue playfully flicking the barbell. I grabbed the back of her head and shoved my tit further into her mouth then let out a surprised moan as Laura slid her fingers into my thong and directly into my hot wet pussy.

"Oh, not so shy now are we?"

I whispered to her then let out another moan as she switched nipples at the same time as her thumb found my clit. Feeling my knees begin to weaken I put my arms around Laura for balance and put both knees up on the bed so that I was straddling her lap. This move allowed her fingers to drive deeper into my pussy. Laura reached up and started pinching my other nipple as both her tongue and thumb sped up. I once again shoved her face into my tit as my hips started working her fingers in and out. All too quickly I found myself throwing my head back and letting out a loud squeal as I came hard, my pussy contracting around Laura's talented fingers.

As I let my head rest on her shoulder Laura turned her head and started kissing my neck and nibbling my ear. I smiled to myself I had wondered if I would have to coax her along but far from it Laura was all but taking me at this point. Of course that wouldn't do, not at all. I forced myself to stand and pulling Laura up with me grabbed her shoulders gently turning her around so her back faced me. I moved her long blonde hair out of the way and kissed the back of her neck.

As I started working my lips down the smooth tanned skin of her back my hands reached around pinching her nipples, getting a delightful little yelp out of her. I sank to my knees and unzipping her skirt pulled it to the floor. I looked up to find Laura's perfect heart shaped ass directly in my face. She was wearing a pretty little pink thong which I also grabbed and slid down.

Holding her by the hips I kissed and licked each of her firm ass cheeks as I kissed the very bottom of her ass I could smell the scent of her pussy. I pushed her forward so she would bend over the bed. As she did her ass spread open a bit more and I found myself staring at her silky smooth dripping pussy. I had intended on taking my time but before I could stop myself I plunged my tongue straight into that beautiful pussy.

"Ohhh Megan!" She exclaimed. Damn that sounded good. Using my hands to keep her ass spread open I moved my head back and forth tongue fucking her and smearing her juices all over my face. I was rewarded with another squeal as my tongue left her pussy and found her swollen clit. I teased it a little making slow circles around it with the tip of my tongue. I stopped and Laura instantly started moving her hips back and forth in my face.

"Oh please don't tease Megan."

"Not teasing my angel," I told her. "Just enjoying."

With that I sucked her clit into my mouth and pushed one of my fingers into her delightfully tight pussy. I kept it up for a couple of minutes until I knew she was right on the edge and using just my fingernail tickled around her ass before pushing it in about an inch or so. Laura let out a startled yelp then cried out even louder as she came like a rocket, hips bucking so hard I had to grab them to hold her still enough for me to continue to suck on her clit. Laura's orgasm lasted for well over a minute her hips going from thrusting to twitching as her whimpers became softer and softer.

When she finished I gave her clit a soft kiss.

"Now did I tease you my angel?" I asked her.

"I.. oh my god! I've never cum that hard." She said breathlessly.

"Well I'll have to see if I can top it next time then. " As Laura remained bent over the bed I one at a time lifted her legs by the ankle and slid her heels off taking a minute to place a gentle kiss on the bottom of each one of her soft feet. I received one of those giggles each time and found myself smiling from ear to ear. Don't get me wrong in general I do prefer men, but women were just so much more playful. I stood up and sat on the bed next to Laura who after remaining still for another couple of minutes. Stood up and smiled at me.

"Lie back Megan, it's my turn to play."

She received no argument from me. I quickly slid up the bed and Laura crawled up onto the bed stopping on her knees between my legs her hands on either side of my shoulders. Laura leaned down and gave me a long lingering kiss before nudging my face to the side so she could start working on my neck. I moaned as she brought one of her legs up so her knee was pressing into my dripping pussy. I slowly started to grind my hips into it as she finished with my neck and was kissing between my tits.

Smiling Laura grabbed a handful of her hair and started swishing it across my right tit tickling my nipple. I had never had that done before and it felt wonderful. Laura switched to my other nipple and smiled at the soft moan that escaped me.

"I guess you do like my hair."

Laura then proceeded to slowly work her hair back and forth across my nipples then sliding down trailed it across my stomach it tickled but in an erotic way sliding down further she tickled across my thighs then teasingly swished it across my pussy once before sliding all the way down to my feet. Laura took a moment to remove my heels then wrapping her hair around my right foot began kissing and then licking the top of it. I absolutely loved having my feet worshipped and couldn't believe she was into it.

Laura swirled her tongue around each of my toes causing another surge of wetness to flow from my pussy. Laura switched feet then started working her way up my legs taking turns and tickling first with her hair then following it with her tongue. I lied there horny as hell but completely relaxed at the same time. Reaching my thighs Laura spent a lot of time kissing each one all the while rubbing her hair into my pussy. I began breathing heavier totally turned on by the fact that I was being brought close to orgasm by a woman's hair.

Removing her hand Laura lied on her stomach and spreading my pussy gently blew on my clit causing a shudder to run through my body. Laura then slowly ran her tongue the length of my pussy with a playful little flick across my clit at the end. I reached down and spread myself open for her but Laura gently took my hands and moved them. "Mine." She said softly.

The way she said it sent another shiver through me. I folded my hands across my stomach and lied back as Laura went to work on my pussy. I have to say I think I had expected Laura to be less experienced than me but I soon realized that was far from the case. Laura was playing my pussy like she knew it better than I did I had already been close to cumming but Laura somehow continued to lick, suck, and use her fingers yet still hold me back. Her tongue had the softest touch I had ever felt and it moved constantly in and out of my pussy, across my clit and even a few quick licks around my ass which twice almost sent me over the edge.
After what had to be at least a half an hour I found myself whimpering a little and asking;

"Laura my angel please let me cum." Laura smiled up at me and with a wink said;

"Sorry I'm just enjoying."

"Ohhh you naughty little girl." I moaned.

Laura laughed then suddenly plunged two fingers into my pussy and squeezing my clit tightly between two other fingers started rapidly flicking her tongue across it. I could feel the orgasm racing through my body I already knew I was going to cum hard, as my thighs started to tremble I twisted the barbells in my nipples sending a sharp jolt of pain through my tits that sent me crashing over the edge. I wrapped my thighs around Laura's head and let out a scream that I'm sure woke the neighbors. I arched my back off the bed as my hips thrust hard into Laura's face as wave after wave of pleasure wracked my body and I cried out again, before slumping back into the bed panting. I had cum so hard I was actually dizzy.

Laura crawled up the bed and lying on her side next to me leaned over her lips parted over mine. I gave her what she wanted eagerly licking her lips then kissing her to taste myself. I rolled over onto my side and the two of us wrapped our arms around each other kissing deeply. We stopped and lied in each other's arms for awhile our hands gently roaming the others body. After awhile I got up on my knees, and turning swung my leg over her putting us into a sixty nine position where spent the next hour or so gently licking, playing, and teasing, taking our time savoring each other's taste and scent. We came within seconds of each other, and after I rolled over we collapsed back onto the bed totally exhausted but completely satisfied.

After a few minutes Laura rolled over onto her side and I curled up next to her my arm around her waist and my tits pressing into her back.

"Good Night my dark flower." Laura whispered.

I laughed softly.

"Dark Flower," I repeated. "I like that." I smiled into her neck and added;

"Good night my beautiful angel."

That had been a Saturday night Laura didn't leave until Monday morning and came back on Wednesday. She moved in two months later. I sighed out loud. That had been one hell of a night. Not only had Laura been the most beautiful woman I had ever been with, but next to Mark probably the best lover as well. As I came out of my reverie I realized that my hand had made its way under my robe, and was slowly rubbing my sopping wet pussy. I removed it and brought my fingers up sucking them into my mouth. Damn that tasted good. Not as good as it would taste off my little brothers cock however.

On that note I shut the damn phone of for the night and getting up made my way back over to the glass doors leading out to the deck. I was planning on walking right out there but stopped at the door and watched Mark. My brother had his back to me and was going through some type of karate exercise. Mark was standing in a crouch his arms weaving slowly through the air. The muscles in his arms and back bulged and I found myself getting even wetter than I was before.

Of course I also knew this was another one of his coping mechanisms to relax himself so there was something going on in my little brothers head. Well that was no problem I'd talk to him after we played. I slid the door open;

"Hey little brother."

Mark stopped his routine and turned to face me.

"Everything okay?" He asked.

I smiled broadly

"Better than okay Mark things are fucking fantastic!" I exclaimed and stepping through the door hugged him tightly. He returned the hug then held me at arm's length so he could look at me.

"Why what happened?"

I told him about Royce's call and Albert Walsh. I left out Laura that was something for another time. As I spoke Mark began to smile and when I finished he hugged me again.

"That's unbelievable sis," He said in my ear. "You won't just get money from Walsh but all those fucking toadies he hangs with will be lining up. You'll be the next in thing."

I stepped back nodding.

"Yeah there's only one thing about this Mark."

He looked at me and nodded knowingly.

"You have to leave right?"

"Thursday. Sorry little brother but..."

He waved his hand.

"Hey Megan this is your big break go do what you have to do. I'm hoping to get down there soon anyway."

"Thanks Mark, I feel bad though, I mean I'm going to have to spend the next couple of nights at Mom's. Then I figure I'll come back here Tuesday that okay?"

"Yeah that's fine." He had that odd faraway look again. Well no time for that.

"Anyway little brother you ready to take your sexy sister to bed to celebrate?"

With that I extended my hand. Mark took it and turning I led him to the bedroom. I felt like running ahead of him and skipping, I was positively giddy. Not to mention horny as hell, I was going to fuck the shit out my hot little brother, then fall asleep, and wake up to do it again. The night couldn't get any better! We entered the bedroom which was in darkness except for the candelabra's. I let go of Mark's hand and walking over to the foot of the bed turned to face him. Thinking of that night with Laura had put me in the mood to have Mark start at my feet and work his way up.

"If I remember correctly little brother," I began. "You were a little out of line out there and I think you should get on your knees and..."

Mark stepped up to me and reaching up gently took my face in his hands and kissed me. I mean really kissed me. Trust me it's not like my brother and I haven't had our share of passionate kisses but this one was different. He started out forcefully to take control his lips pushing hard against mine as I was in mid speech. I initially started to pull back as I had wanted to call the shots, but Marks hands slid past my face and into my hair. Gently holding the back of my head and keeping our lips together.

At this point I gave in slipping my arms around his waist, and returning the kiss. As soon as I did Mark's lips pulled back a bit and started softly working their way back and forth lightly brushing against my own. His tongue slid between my lips and flicked across teasing them. I opened my mouth wider and Mark began kissing me more firmly. As his left hand continued to run through my hair, his right slid down my back pulling me tightly to him.

The kiss picked up in intensity our tongues playing across each other. I could feel my nipples pressing against his chest through the silk robe and I moaned softly into his mouth. Up until this point although I enjoyed kissing I had always mocked the Hollywood kisses that left people breathless, but as my brother continued to kiss me I swore I could feel my knees begin to weaken.

Finally Mark slid his lips from mine, and started to slide down my neck brushing across my flesh with that same soft teasing touch. I slid my hands from his waist up his back as I did Mark put one hand around my waist, and bending swept his other hand behind my knee picking me up easily as he had done this morning. I started to say something but once again was silenced by his soft lips as he carried me around to the head of the bed, and after gently laying me down on it slid his pants off, his huge beautiful cock springing free. Oh, yes this nasty girl needed to get herself a mouth full of that!

Mark got onto the bed and lying on his side next to me slowly pulled the tie to my robe letting it open part way. Mark slid his hand inside and gently caressed my stomach as he leaned in and started kissing my neck again. Rolling over Mark knelt between my legs and opened the robe all the way, exposing my tits as he positioned himself over me. I reached down and grabbing his cock began stroking it.

"Bring that beautiful cock up here little brother," I told him. "Your nasty big sister wants to suck..."

Mark put his finger to my lips cutting me off, and leaning over whispered in my ear;

"No nasty girl, no big sister," He paused then added even softer. "Just my Megan."

My Megan? Had he ever called me that before? Before I could respond he removed his finger and replaced it with his lips again. He was continuing where he had left off using those amazingly soft kisses that I had never felt from him before. I found myself once again surrendering to his mouth. As I did his hand slowly trailed across my tits lightly caressing each nipple before sliding down my stomach and between my legs.

Rather than plunge his fingers inside Mark simply rubbed them up and down the length of my pussy. Mark was using a gentle touch down there as well barely grazing my clit it felt great but was driving me crazy. I whimpered into his mouth and began pumping my hips into his hands hoping he would get the hint. Mark broke the kiss and bending his head teasingly flicked his tongue around my nipple getting a loud moan from me.

At that Mark moved removed his hand from between my legs and placed it next to me on the bed. He slid up and entered me slowly his huge cock sliding easily into my sopping wet pussy. I groaned in pleasure as he sank deep into my welcoming flesh and started working himself in and out. His lips found mine again and letting his weight go he slid his arms underneath me pulling our bodies even closer together. I put my hands on his shoulders as he stopped kissing and nuzzling my head so I would arch it back, began placing a series of small sweet kisses on the soft skin of my throat.

Mark was using long slow strokes that felt incredible. They were teasing, but yet felt so amazing that I found myself in no hurry to get him to speed up. I turned my head so Mark could start kissing the side of my neck which he immediately started to do. I sighed;

"Oh little brother that feels sooo nice."

"Mark." He said softly in my ear.

"What?" I asked my eyes opening slightly.

"Call me by my name." He then added; "Please."

I didn't answer and Mark went back to work on my neck sliding lower and now planting those teasing kisses on the top of my shoulder. He was still using those slow steady strokes, he did however slide up a little higher changing the angle as he did. Because of his length, his shaft was now stroking my clit on its way down into my pussy. I wrapped my long legs around his waist which allowed his cock to push even deeper inside of me I moaned again and whispered;

"Oh Mark that feels so damn good."

I found saying his name like that sounded a little odd but at the same time felt sort of ... Right was the word that came to mind. Mark must have enjoyed it as well as when I had said it he made a small noise in his throat. It was the same type of noise he would make when I used to put him to sleep by tickling my nails across his back. Which is exactly what I did next, moving my hands from his shoulders I started lightly tracing my nails across the top of his back.

' I was rewarded with another of those little noises, and then made one of my own as he pushed up far enough to bend his head down to my right nipple and gently suck it into his mouth. I sighed and closed my eyes as he switched to the left before returning his lips to mine. Mark started pushing his cock in a little harder, not faster, but just hard enough to start really stroking against my clit.

I moaned into his mouth and wrapped my arms around his neck pulling his mouth further into mine. I started running my fingers through his hair and received a soft moan from him. Mark's control was amazing he had not slowed or paused once during the entire time. His cock just continuing that deliciously slow rhythm. Not that I was complaining. I had come into the room looking to go wild but had to admit that this felt amazing.

I started moving my hips as well, not quickly but in perfect time with his. My hands drifted from his back down his arms where they stopped on his biceps. I squeezed feeling the hard muscles beneath his skin. I began slowly rubbing my hands up and down his arms loving the way I could feel the muscles ripple in his arms and forearms. All these years of us playing and I can't ever remember a time that I had taken the time to enjoy his body this way.

I could feel an orgasm beginning to build deep inside and even that felt different. The feeling had started awhile ago and rather than speeding up so it would crash through me, I continued to let Mark go slow and easy letting it take its time. I found that rather than being a tease the slow build up felt damn good. Taking my hands I placed them on either side of Mark's face and pushing him up from my neck looked up into those gorgeous hazel eyes and flawless features thinking my god he really is beautiful. I parted my lips for him and Mark lowered his mouth to mine as once again we shared another long passionate kiss. We had never kissed like this, so slowly and sweetly. For that matter we had certainly never fucked like this we...
The thought hit me like a shot. That's because we weren't fucking we were... making love. My brother was making love to me. Even as we continued to kiss, our bodies moving in perfect harmony, a rush of thoughts flooded my mind. Was Mark doing this on purpose? I had been in tears over this not an hour ago was he once again just trying to give me what I wanted? Trying to let me experience what he had once experienced? Even if it was it felt wonderful and... No wait.
I knew he was making love to me. I could feel the difference, could feel this was more than sex, I could feel the emotions between us it wasn't just chemistry it was deeper than that much deeper. Never mind how natural it felt how our bodies just seemed to flow together each knowing exactly what the other wanted. My therapist had said I would recognize it when it happened did that mean...
My mind stopped racing as my body took control. The orgasm that had I had been teetering on the edge of for such a delightfully long time was about to reach its conclusion. Normally when I was at this point the orgasm would just crash through me yet even now as I knew it was right there my body stayed on that edge awhile longer. Finally my thighs started to shake and breaking the kiss with Mark, I started moaning each time his cock stroked my clit, my hips twitching harder into his.
Mark sped up as well he was still going nowhere near as hard as we usually did but was going fast enough and using short enough strokes that were rubbing my clit harder and faster.
"Ohh," I gasped looking up into Mark's eye's I squeezed my fingers into his arms and gasped again. The orgasm was starting but was slowly flowing through me, instead of a rush it was more of a slow steady stream of intense pleasure.
"Ohh Mark," I moaned, "Oh that's sooo good it's...
I let out a series of long moans that got louder as Mark sped up even more and began breathing heavier finally closing in on his own climax. The orgasm finally reached its peak and exploded through me. I wrapped my arms and legs tightly around him and bucked my hips into his. I let out a long drawn out groan that turned into a soft whimper as the last wave of pleasure gently flowed through me. Even though I was spent from what had to be the most intense orgasm of my life, I held Mark tightly as I pushed my hips into his. Mark moaned as his body tensed up and he finally started pumping me harder and faster.
"That's it li..." I caught myself. "That's it Mark go ahead." I was whispering softly in his ear. "Please let me feel it."
Mark came hard, his cum exploding deep inside of me as he continued to thrust in and out. Mark moaned in my ear, as he continued to cum every muscle in his arms and back were flexed, I think he may have cum harder than I did. Finally with one last pump Mark let his weight go resting on his forearms his chest was pressed to mine and I could feel his heartbeat. I smiled softly at him and was going to tell him how amazing that was when he put his head down and whispered in my ear;
"I love you Megan."
"I love you to Mark." I replied thinking nothing of it. Of course I loved him he was my brother.
"No," He said still speaking softly into my ear. "I really love you Megan. I love you so much."
He slid his arms under me again and squeezed me tight. I hugged him back, but my eyes were open and once again my mind racing. What was going on with this? Part of me was still thinking he had made love to me only out of me wanting to feel it. So was this just an extension of that? I mean I thought I felt something when we did but then again we had a hell of an emotional bond to begin with so it could have just been that. Still he sounded so sincere and my brother was never one to say anything he didn't want to. As Mark rolled over onto his side facing me, the last comment he had made on the deck flashed through my mind.
"I've waited a long time for you sis."
No, I thought it couldn't be. We had established years ago that we were family first and lovers on the side. Talk about twisted logic I thought. Okay time to find out for sure. I also rolled onto my side so we were facing each other. I sighed and shook my head.
"Damn that felt good."
"Yeah it did." Mark agreed. He was looking at me expectantly.
"Thanks little brother." I told him.
"Thanks?" He frowned a bit.
"Yeah you know for doing the whole "making love" thing with me." I smiled. "You always do give your spoiled sister exactly what she wants don't you?"
I had been looking in his eyes when I spoke. My brother has a hell of a poker face part through his job but mostly through not really having much in the way of emotions, but as I finished he blinked and quickly looked away from me.
"I do what I can." He said quietly.
"That you do. You take damn good care of your big sister and she appreciates it."
I leaned forward and kissed his cheek.
"You're the best little brother."
Mark was looking down and didn't even speak just nodded. He seemed completely deflated. I rolled over onto my other side and slid into him my back against his chest and sighed.
"Good night, my beautiful little brother." I said.
I knew I was pushing it at this point that if there was really something there I was twisting the knife so to speak but I had to know. Mark was silent for a moment before completing our little ritual.
"Sweet dreams... my sister."
He said the last part in such a subdued tone that there was little to no doubt what he had been looking for. I lied there still not believing it. After a few minutes Mark rolled away over onto his back something he rarely ever did. I waited a couple of minutes before quickly turning over onto my other side to see him. As soon as I did Mark rolled over to face away from me but not before I had seen his face, and the single tear that had been running down his cheek.
I felt terrible but couldn't say anything. How the hell could I explain that I was playing him to see what was going on? I moved over against him and putting my arm around his waist reached down and found his hand. I nestled my face into the back of his neck and gently kissed him there as I squeezed his hand. I lied there stunned as the reality of the situation dawned on me;
My little brother is in love with me ……………………..(8)



To Be Cont................


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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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Siblings With Benefits



Update-9



Lying there in my brother's bed, my arm around him, face nuzzled into his neck I should have fallen asleep immediately. After all this is what I had come home for. A few nights with Mark was always exactly what I needed. Instead I was wide awake with my head spinning, still trying to figure out exactly what had just happened. Up until a half hour ago my visit home had been everything I had hoped for and desperately needed.

From my arrival Friday night right up to that amazing experience not an hour ago, I could not have asked for more. Not only had my little brother spoiled the shit out of me as usual, but the news of an impending six figure sale for my paintings and Laura's wonderful phone call had me on cloud nine. I had always mocked people who said that life could provide a natural high that drugs couldn't, but there was a point an hour ago that after those two phone calls and lying there in my brothers bed covered in his sweet kisses that I had to agree.

Then Mark had caught me completely by surprise and I had not reacted well to say the least. I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach at the thought of my little brother upset. The night had certainly not gone as he had hoped and I had made things worse by toying with his feelings. I hadn't meant to I had just been taken off guard and unsure of how to take what he had put out there. That was no excuse however, after all the sweet sex could have been misunderstood, but him telling me point blank;

"Megan I really love you. I love you so much."

Yeah there really wasn't much room for interpretation there. My little brother had put it on the line hoping to get an answer and instead I broke his heart. No I hadn't handled it well at all and now I had no idea what I was going to do from here. Despite his bad ass attitude and general feelings of apathy towards most of the world, deep down my brother was sensitive. For all of his looks, success in and out of the bedroom, and the confidence he exuded; somewhere in there Mark was still that scared, insecure little kid that felt no one had wanted him, not even our own mother. My brushing him off last night I'm sure brought all of that back to him. Good going Megan, you broke this heart in record time.

Lying there I was still stunned. I mean where had this come from? Our entire lives we had been content to love each other as siblings. Granted we were siblings with benefits, fucking for close to two decades now. But we had never thought of crossing the line. Well I never had anyways. When we had first started it was the physical closeness we both needed. As we got older it was about the sex and the taboo of it. We both had other relationships and fooled around with each other as well. For six months Mark had slept with both Krissy and I yet told her he had never cheated on her the sick thing was he believed it as if we didn't count. The sicker thing was that I was the one who convinced him of that. After that, I was so messed up for years there wouldn't have been an option, and since I've been straight I've lived my own life states away.

Ironically I had been the one looking for love, not Mark. Hell I remember being a little put off he had found it with Samantha as he hadn't been looking. That thought stopped me cold. Had Mark never been looking because he thought it was me all along? Was he waiting for it to be right? For everything to fall into place somehow? He had just about said as much with that "waiting a long time" comment he had made. I knew I should say something but sadly, I had nothing. I really didn't know how to feel.

My first reaction was that he was confused and that he was just rebounding from Samantha. She had made him feel a certain way and he wanted it again. He had claimed Samantha didn't know him and there were things he could never tell her. One of those things was our taboo relationship. Maybe he was transferring those feelings to me. Then again his act of "making love" to me had been incredible. I truly had never felt anything that good before. It wasn't just the physical sensation. Mark hadn't just loved me with his body, it had been with his heart as well and I could feel it. For me to feel that meant I had to have something there as well. I had never felt that before during sex that feeling of love to go along... I stopped and frowned. Had I? I didn't think so but for a second it seemed like something had been there. I concentrated but no it was gone.

Lying there I could tell Mark was awake also, he was quiet but I could feel the tenseness in his body. I removed my hand from around his waist and started lightly running my nails across his powerful back. I slowly traced the outline of his huge Baphomet tattoo. Normally this would get him to make that adorable little cooing sound; the one that only I ever heard. Tonight however I was getting no reaction at all. After a minute I whispered;

"You awake little brother?"

"Yes." He replied softly.

"You okay?" I asked.

"No." Credit where credit is due my brother does not lie to me.

"Do you want to talk about..."

"No."

"Well..."

"Go to sleep Meg. I'll be fine."

I knew better than to keep going. He was hurt and humiliated. I did however continue to caress his back, and after awhile I felt his body relax as he started breathing heavier. Whether he was faking or not, who knew. I put my arm back around his waist and eventually fell asleep. Like yesterday morning I awoke around seven to find him gone. I must have rolled away from him at some point and he had slipped out.

I laid there for awhile with my eyes closed hoping to be able to drift back off but there wasn't a chance in hell my head had already started spinning. I got up and slipping on Mark's red robe went out to the kitchen and after making a cup of coffee sat on the couch to wait for him to come back from the gym. There was no simple solution here. I really wasn't sure how I felt so what could I say to Mark? I'll get back to you later? No I needed time but it wouldn't really be fair to ask for it and Mark was probably pretty sure he had his answer. I sighed and seeing it was now after eight and knowing that unlike myself, Laura and mom were notorious early risers I decided to make a couple of calls.

The first call I made was to Laura. She answered on the second ring and was thrilled to hear from me. I kept it short telling her I was getting ready to go see my parents but wanted to tell her how much I appreciated her call. That it had meant a lot to me that she didn't hate me and still wanted to keep in touch. I told her that I had spent last night remembering our first time. Laura had laughed and said she had thought of it herself before she called. Before I hung up I couldn't resist telling her about Walsh which of course she was excited about for me. I hung up with the promise of giving her an exclusive peek at the paintings before Walsh put them up in his private gallery.

My next call was to mom who as soon as I heard her voice made me feel better. My mother was one of those people who had a very soothing effect on the people around her. No matter how bad things were mom had a way of making it seem better. After her usual initial excited hello, mom asked me if I was okay saying I sounded upset I lied saying I had just talked to Laura and that we were ending on a good note, but it was still hard. Mom started to go into it but I decided to play with her a bit asking her what she was doing today.

Dad was at an all day golf tournament and mom said she might go do a little food shopping but that was about it. I told her that I had been thinking about how we used to go to Marchetti's Italian restaurant on Sundays for lunch all the time when we had our "girls" days when I was younger. Mom laughed, thrilled that I had been thinking of it, and said we would have to go whenever I could get time to come back home. Despite being upset about Mark I couldn't help but smile when I asked her how about I pick her up at noon?

Mom had sounded as if she had won the lottery. I further made her day by asking if she would mind some company for a couple of days. After excitedly telling me that she would love to have her "little girl" come stay with her and that she would get my old room ready mom asked if I had already seen Mark. I told her I was calling from there and she asked if maybe Mark would want to come to lunch that she hadn't seen him in months and the two of us together in well over a year. I told her I was pretty sure Mark had plans but would ask.

Mom then became serious and told me that apparently Mark and dad had some kind of terrible argument a few months back and not only hadn't spoken but supposedly dad didn't even want Mark in the house. I told her I didn't know anything was wrong and promised I would try to find out. I doubted it would be today as Mark and I seemed to have a bigger issue to deal with but didn't tell mom that. I ended the call on an up note telling her that I had incredible news to tell her and dad and hung up.

I looked over to see it was after 9:00. Mark was like clockwork and should have comeback by now. I knew what that meant. My brother displayed very little in the way of emotion because in all honesty he didn't have many to speak of. However, on the rare occasion something got though to Mark and he felt sad or hurt, he would see it as a sign of weakness and that sadness would turn to the only emotion he had no problem displaying: rage. Thanks to his callous sister Mark had been pretty hurt last night.

I got up and quickly through on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and leaving Marks apartment went up to the gym. Mark was still there, way off in the corner pounding the shit out of the punching bag. I approached slowly, Mark was shirtless, wearing just a pair of loose fitting karate pants. He was covered in sweat and I could hear his heavy breathing from several feet away. Mark was standing right up to the bag delivering short sharp punches into the middle of it, putting everything he had into each one using not just his arms but swinging his hips into them.

Each punch sounded like a shot in the mostly deserted gym. Each was also followed by an animal like snarl as Mark struck the bag. As I got close enough I saw that his hands were wrapped in ace bandages and that there was blood soaking through them. I got to within a couple of feet of Mark and knowing better than to come right up and touch him said softly;

"Mark?"

He didn't hear me. Instead he jumped back and through a savage kick into the bag sending it flying when it came back he let it hit him and wrapping his right arm around it held it there while he delivered a series of nasty punches with his left. He was talking to it. I had seen this routine before and knew what was next.

"You still making noise you little rat?" He hissed as he kept going.

"You gonna shut me up Max?" The blows came even faster. "Yeah that's right who's crying now you fat fuck?"

Mark stepped back and still using just his left arm delivered a series of brutal hook shots to the bag.

"Are...you... still... making...noise?"

Each word was punctuated with another of those powerful blows. The next to last one split the punching bag, the following one his hand damn near got stuck in it. There were bloodstains on it from his fists. Mark threw several more punches then caught the bag and leaned his head against it panting. He had punched himself out; his eyes were open but he didn't appear to be seeing anything.

"Mark!!" I snapped startling him out of it.

He spun to face me and I caught myself stepping back. Mark looked crazy; his eyes were wild, his chest heaving, and he had come around with his blood covered fists up.

"Easy little brother," I said calmly putting my hands up. "It's just me."

Mark stared for a moment as if my voice had taken a minute to sink in then slowly put his hands down and nodded.

"You okay Mark?"

"Yeah," Mark said panting trying to catch his breath. "Better now... I just had to," He paused as he started removing the wrapping from his hands. "Work something out."

"I know." I told him. "But you need to calm down okay?"

I came up to him and put my hand on his shoulder. Because he had been working out his arms and chest were pumped up and his sweat soaked hair was hanging in his eyes. Mark tossed the bandages into his gym bag and grabbed a bottle of water from the floor next to him. After taking a few swallows he poured the rest over his head letting the cold water drip down his face and chest. The water wasn't the only thing dripping.

Oh my god did he look good! Megan you are a nasty girl. My brother was in a sorry state and all I could think of was his cock. Sad fact was even though I'm supposed to be old enough to think differently this bad ass dangerous side of Mark excited me as much as it had when I was young and wild. Back when I would act up at the bars on purpose when I was drunk just to watch him fight. I moved my hand up and gently touched the side of his face. Mark closed his eyes and leaned his face into my hand for a few seconds then opened them.

"You ready to go downstairs little brother?"

Mark nodded and reaching down grabbed his gym bag. The walk back to the apartment was an entertaining one. The promenade was mostly populated by older couples and yuppies many of whom were out and about. My brother hadn't bothered to put his shirt back on and was getting quite a few looks ranging from disdain from a couple of older people to a hilarious look of absolute lust from a blonde around my age who all but started following him. Mark was oblivious to everyone as he stalked down the hallway.

Stalked was the word to describe it, head up shoulders out with that confident swagger he'd had since he was eighteen when his big sister had made him a man. At one point as we made our way out of the elevator there were four young guys in their twenties hanging around all in tank tops and all pretty rugged looking. They were blocking the corridor and had been busting a younger couples balls, not really causing trouble just trying to be cool probably visiting someone in the building.

As we approached I hung back a little and watched smirking as Mark walked up to them. One of them said something to the rest and they made it a point to stand in front of Mark who with no hesitation walked right through them his shoulder hitting one of the kids and pushing him back. Mark kept walking as if nothing had happened. The kid went to say something but his friend grabbed his arm and as I passed by I heard him tell say;

"Dude are you nuts? That's Mark Phillips, guys got like three black belts and he's crazier than a pitbull."

"Yeah," Another kid added. "And look at his back my old man says he's a devil worshipper."

I caught up with Mark as we turned the corner to get to his apartment. I could see where Mark had earned his reputation there was a palpable aura of violence emanating from him. This was a glimpse of the Mark of old. The Mark that at one point had knocked over a dozen teeth out of the mouth of a drug dealer I had owed money to- the same one who had beaten Tommy- and mailed them to his brother who was the biggest dealer in town with a note saying; an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth. No one fucks with my sister. This was the Mark that came within seconds of killing a man, and my poor judgment last night had set him off.

Mark had remained silent the entire walk down just staring straight ahead off into space. I let him be figuring he was still working himself down from the rush upstairs. When we entered the apartment Mark headed towards the bedroom. I was following close behind still enjoying the show and ready to jump him the second he went into the bedroom. When Mark was like this the sex would be hard and nasty and this horny girl was more than ready for it. We'd fuck first to take the edge off then we could talk.

Mark walked past the bedroom.

"Hey where are you going?" I asked.

"To shower." He replied as he kept walking.

I hesitated, he didn't seem like he was interested. Oh great, I thought to myself he was so upset he didn't want to fuck. That wasn't a good sign I mean turning his nasty big sister down in the first place was unheard of, but sex was a big part of how Mark got rid of that excess anger and he still seemed to be boiling over with it. When Mark got like this he would lock himself in his condo, even work from home for a day until he was sure he was calm. Of course he had been given medication for this but occasionally his rages got to the point that even the drugs didn't hold him back. As I watched him enter the bathroom I decided to do what he always did for me; give him what he was trying to pretend he didn't want or need.

Mark didn't bother closing the door just stripped his pants off and stepped into the steaming hot shower. I undressed quickly and entered the bathroom but stood outside the shower waiting for him to turn the water down. Mark always did a couple of minutes of scalding hot, followed by ice cold to "test his endurance" as he put it. I could see through the curtain and when I saw him adjust the water to a normal state I pulled the curtain aside and slipped in behind him.

"Hey little brother need some help?"

As I spoke I reached around and grabbed his cock. It was soft but after a few quick strokes it was huge and throbbing in my hand. I brought my other hand around and started fondling his balls. Leaning forward I kissed his wet back.

"I didn't ask you to come in here." He said softly.

"Oh come on now little brother. You don't want your big sister to get all dirty while she gets you clean?"

Mark reached down and grabbing my hands moved them from his cock.

"I mean it Meg I'm not in the mood."

I knew that tone and at the sound of it felt a wave of heat flow through my pussy. Oh yeah this nasty girl was going to get hers. I wrapped my arms around his waist and kissing his back again leaned my face against it, I could feel how tense he was. I couldn't leave him like this.

"Come on Mark, we both know what you need. Let me give it to you."

With that I grabbed his cock again noting that it had remained hard. I rested my head on his shoulder and whispered in his ear;

"Don't give me that you're not in the mood shit little brother. We both know damn well what you want and how you want it."
"Yeah sis?" Mark asked softly. "You know what I want?"
"Not just want, need."
I nipped his ear lobe hard with my teeth. Mark grunted but didn't move. I did however feel his cock twitch in my hand and his breath was picking up. He was ready to explode any minute now. I could even hear the tremble in his voice as he spoke again;
"And what do I need?"
Continuing to stroke his cock with my right hand I reached up with my left and grabbing his hair yanked his head back.
"You need to take what's yours Mark. You need to take your nasty girl fast and hard just like she needs it, like she wants it."
I bit his ear harder and held on long enough to hear his breath hiss between his teeth. As I did I dropped my other hand to his cock and squeezed it hard with both hands, hard enough to get a gasp out of him.
"Let's go little brother show me..."
I was cut off by Mark roughly slapping my hands off of him and spinning around so quickly I would have slipped and fell had he not caught me. I cried out in pain as what he caught me by was the barbells in my nipples. My hand flew back to catch the wall or my full weight would have been supported by just my tits.
"Don't listen do you slut?" He snarled at me. "Can't take no for an answer can you?"
That crazy look was back in his eyes and I knew this was just the beginning. My eyes were tearing from the pain flowing through my nipples but at the same time another surge of wetness gushed from my pussy. I gave him what he wanted;
"Please forgive me sir I just wanted to..."
I stopped as Mark grabbed me roughly by the chin turning my eyes up to meet his.
"Oh is that you're game today sis?"
Before I could answer Mark flicked his left hand out in a backhand slap catching both of my tits and sending another wave of pain through them.
"You want to be treated like one my fucking whore's?"
"A disobedient whore." I hissed out as he was squeezing my jaw too hard to open my mouth all the way.
"You want to see how I punish my little girl's sis?"
Our eyes were only inches apart and I had no doubt that I was going to feel this one for days to come. Putting out my lip I whimpered;
"Please don't hurt me sir I'll be good I..."
"Shut up whore, you're mouth should only be open to do the only thing you're good for!"
Mark's hand switched from my mouth to the back of my head. Stepping back he yanked my head forward and down at the same time placing his other hand on my stomach, bending me over but keeping me on my feet. He had brought my face down directly into his huge cock and had I not opened my mouth it would have been painful for both of us. As it was I almost gagged having it slammed in that hard. Mark grabbed my long wet hair with both hands and quickly wrapped it around his hands going until he had it pulled so tight my scalp was burning.
Holding my head still Mark slammed his prick repeatedly down my throat starting with short strokes that ended halfway, he quickly worked it until the entire length was being shoved in. I put my hands against his thighs and raked my nails down them. I was going to play meek but decided that in his present state Mark would prefer a fight. Letting go of my hair Mark grabbed my hands and yanking my arms up pinned them painfully behind my back. Shifting his grip so my wrists were being held by one of his hands he leaned over and with no warning plunged his finger deep into my ass and started working it roughly in and out.
I squealed around his cock. Because of what had happened to me I never had anal sex and even a finger was too much for me sometimes. I always let Mark do it because he was careful, well not this time. I squealed even louder as he pushed a second finger in there. Despite the pain it caused in my shoulders I dropped to my knees pulling my ass away from his fingers. This could turn hardcore even by our standards I might have to shut him down if he went for my ass again.
"Yeah that's right keep acting up you fucking slut." He sneered.
My back was close to the shower wall and Mark stepped forward pushing me into it, my back bending until my shoulders touched it. Mark let go of my arms and grabbing the back of my head started pumping his cock in and out of my mouth even harder than before. My head thumped against his hands as he viciously face fucked me. I reached up and grabbed his forearms gouging my nails into his skin.
"Oh yeah?" He asked with an evil smirk on his face. "You wanna play?"
With that Mark removed one of his hands from behind my head and pinched my nose shut. Between that and the ten plus inches of cock shoved down my throat I couldn't breathe. I didn't panic I simply dug my fingers into his arm harder and stared directly into his eyes. Mark stopped pumping my throat choosing to just leave it shoved in up to his balls. I was running out of air and could feel the blood starting to pound in my temples. Mark was waiting for me to whimper or stop squeezing. I did neither, instead I let go of his right arm and reaching up between his legs grabbed his balls and squeezed, not hard enough to hurt but enough to send the message. He could play but big sister still called the shots.
Mark's eyes widened slightly and despite the fact I was getting dizzy I winked at him. Mark stepped back suddenly pulling his cock from my mouth and causing me to fall forward onto my hands and knees gasping for breath.
"Need some air?" Mark asked. Pulling my head up by my hair he stood to the side and let the water from the shower hit me full stream in the face. I spluttered a little then yelped as Mark started pulling me up by my hair. I got my legs under me and stood up quickly. Before my brother could pull his next trick I threw my arms around his neck and jumped up wrapping my legs around his waist. Mark went back into the wall hard and as he did I braced my hand against it and reaching down and behind guided the tip of his cock to my sopping wet pussy and drove myself down on it.
"Oh damn!" I exclaimed. That was deep. I put my head on his shoulder and whispered; "Slow down little brother, just enjoy your sister's pussy, your favorite pussy."
Mark reached down and grabbing me by the cheeks of my ass started raising and lowering me onto his cock. I grabbed his arms feeling the muscles bulge as he pumped me up and down effortlessly.
"MMMM," I moaned. Goddamn he was strong. "That's right little brother enough games just let me..."
I let out a surprised yelp as Mark turned quickly and put me up against the wall. Holding me against it he started fucking the shit out of me driving his cock up deep inside of me.
"You'll do nothing but take it slut!"
Mark snapped as he continued to hammer me against the wall. I wrapped my arms around his neck and shoved my left tit into his mouth. He nipped it with his teeth causing me to cry out, and then started sucking it roughly in and out of his mouth, all the while pounding me even harder and faster.
"Oh that's right Mark just like that nice and hard just like I need it."
"Yeah? You think that's hard you nasty little bitch?"
Mark lifted me off of him and let me go. As soon as I put my feet down he caught my shoulders spinning me around. Grabbing my hips he pulled me towards him and drove his cock hard into me from behind.
"Oh Goddamn!" I yelled out.
I braced my hands against the wall as Mark pushed me in the back pressing my tits against the cold tiles. Mark was fucking me with long hard thrusts pulling almost all the way out before driving into me hard enough to make my shoulders hit the wall.
"Oh hell Yeah! Fuck me little brother just like that!"
"Yeah you like that you little slut?" Mark asked. He took his hand from my back and grabbing both hips started slamming me even harder.
"Go ahead Mark! Fuck me! Fuck me like I'm one of those little fucking pigs you bring home! Fuck your nasty sister treat her like the nasty fucking whore she is!"
"Yeah you want to get fucked like one of my little girls?" Mark asked in my ear.
"I want you to take this pussy little brother, just take it however you want it however you need it!"
"Oh yeah? we'll see about that."
Mark stopped fucking me, and grabbing me by my waist turned me to face the shower. He pushed me right up under the nozzle, and grabbing my arms pulled them up to the shower head. There was a hook directly over it.
"Grab that and hold on." Mark said in my ear.
I did as he said and reaching down Mark grabbed the backs of my thighs and lifted my legs up.
"Bend your knees you little skank."
I had no idea what he was doing but did as he said. I would take that cock back inside however he wanted to give it. As I did Mark pushed forwards his chest against my back until my knees hit the wall and I was pinned between the tiles and his chest his arms around my waist. In one smooth motion Mark angled his hips and thrust his enormous cock deep up inside my pussy.
"Oh fuck Mark!!" I screamed.
Yeah that was the word. I screamed. I had never felt his cock that deep before.
"Yeah you like that sis?"
My answer turned into a series of high pitched squeals as he started hammering his cock relentlessly up inside of me. I felt like a teenager getting it hard and fast for the first time. In all the years we had been going at it he had never fucked me in this position it was so deep it was painful, but felt incredible at the same time.
"Oh fuck yeah little brother!" I got out between squeals. "You fuck your nasty girl! You ohhh Yes!!!"
Mark slid his right hand between my legs, and pinched my swollen clit hard. As I let out a long drawn out moan Mark started twisting it between his fingers. Like the fucking, it was pain and pleasure at the same time. The pleasure however was definitely coming out on top. Within a couple of minutes I could feel an orgasm racing through me.
"Oh please keep fucking me! Oh just like that Mark, slam that fucking pussy! You're fucking pussy! Oh just... Oh oh Ohhh Yeahhh!"
I howled like an animal. There was no other way to put it. I tossed my head back and let out a scream that probably had the neighbors ready to call the cops. I pulled myself up and down on the hook helping Mark to fuck me even harder. As I continued to thrash against him Mark let out a loud moan of his own in my ear.
"Oh yeah, cum for me little brother!" I leaned my head back and turning my face into his kissed him hard. Mark returned the kiss while giving me a few more of those incredibly deep thrusts then pulled his mouth away as he let out a loud cry of his own.
"Oh yes!" I gasped as his cum shot up deep inside of me.
Mark pumped me several more times each time ended in another spurt of cum spraying up into me. I could feel it filling me to the point it was overflowing my pussy, and dripping down my thighs. Mark let out a long shuddering moan and let himself slump against me. Still holding the hook I slid my legs down to the floor then letting go almost went down my legs weak from that unbelievable fucking.
Mark wrapped his hands around my waist holding me up. As he did, he rested his head on my shoulder his breathing was heavy in my ear. I slowly pushed back then turning to face him put my arms around his shoulders and kissed him under the still running water. Mark returned the kiss for a moment, and then stepping back, sighed heavily. Shutting the water off he leaned against the wall still panting. The wild look was gone from his eyes. At this point he looked completely exhausted. He had barely slept and had worked out like an animal. How the hell he had still had it in him to fuck me like that was a testament to how worked up he had been.
"I also leaned against the opposite wall trying to catch my breath.
Goddamn little brother," I said in between breaths. "That was something even for us."
"Yeah, that it was."
As Mark answered he slid the curtain aside and stepping out of the shower wrapped a towel around his waist not bothering to dry off. Once again I noticed how tired he looked. Maybe I could get him to come back to bed. I wouldn't mind a little more sleep myself.
"You needed that didn't you little brother?"
I also stepped out, right into the towel Mark was holding up. I smiled as he wrapped it around me. He had been doing that for me since we had started playing and it was one of those little things that always made me feel spoiled.
"I did." He said, and then added. "I don't think you minded either."
I turned to face him and smirked.
"Hell no. This nasty girl is always up for a good hard fucking from that beautiful cock."
"Yeah?" Mark asked smiling. "You like when I fuck you like that, hard and nasty?"
I returned his smile. Feeling like I had really given him what he needed. Maybe we would be able to sleep a little then talk about last night.
"Like it? Little brother I love it!" I told him.
"Good." Mark said his smile changing from the one he always gave me to a smug little smirk. The one he used in court when he had just crossed up a witness. My heart sank as he finished;
"At least you love something about me."
With that he shook his head, and turning walked out of the bathroom.
"Mark please don't talk like that!" I called after him as I followed him towards his bedroom.
"You know I love you Mark it's just that..."
I stopped, as reaching his bedroom door he turned to face me.
"It's just what Meg?"
I stood there looking at him, realizing I wasn't sure what to say to him. I tried anyway;
"Well you know we've always loved each other, but.."
"I know." He cut me off. "We love like brother and sister, but fuck like lovers."
"Mark I'm sorry I..."
"Don't be."
He looked at me for a minute as if trying to decide what to say. Our eyes met, and I could see he was hurt. Swallowing hard he looked away from me and whispered;
"I guess I forgot the rules." He laughed softly without humor. "Forgot my place."
"Oh Mark come here."
I put my arms out to hug him, but he shook his head and opening his bedroom door took a deep breath and said softly;
"Don't worry sis it won't happen again."
I tried to take his hand but he pulled away.
"I need to be alone for awhile."
As I stood there with tears in my eyes, my heart aching for him he entered his bedroom, and closed the door behind him.
Turning away from the door I made my way into the living room and sat on the couch. As I tried to control my emotions I turned to look at the glass coffee table next to me. On it was a framed 8x10 photo of Mark and I when we were teenagers. The picture was just of our heads our faces pressed side by side. At that age our resemblance was unmistakable. I was flashing my best big crooked smile and Mark was smiling as well but it was a shy nervous one that I found adorable. It had been taken the day he had officially come to live with us. The day fate brought us together to take care of each other.
That was more than I could handle. I burst into tears putting my head in my hands to try to muffle my sobs so Mark wouldn't hear me. Not only had I broken his heart last night, but had just made it worse. I should have never fucked him. Mark had been right in the shower; I never took no for an answer, and even more when he had said that I had needed it to. I hadn't just fucked him for his benefit I had done it for me. To make myself feel better about hurting him, because it's what I wanted, and I always took what I wanted, at least where Mark was concerned. Megan you self centered bitch! I yelled at myself then just sat there and cried myself out.
When I had stopped I realized I had to get moving. I had to leave. Go see mom. It seemed like a terrible thing to do but staying here would just make things worse. Neither Mark nor I were good with dealing with emotions. Things could only go downhill from here. I went into the bathroom and took an actual shower, letting the hot water hit me and trying to let the steam clear my head. After I had finished I went into the guest bedroom where I had unpacked my things and put a bag together for the couple of days I would spend with mom and dad. Keeping in mind I would be with my parents I packed a couple of conservative outfits and dressed in a plain white skirt with a tank top and a white blouse to go over it to cover up my tattoo that mom had never been a fan of.
I put the bag by the door then went into Mark's office to grab the keys for the Lexus. I took them off the hook and was turning when a manila envelope on Mark's desk caught my eye. I didn't think it had been there yesterday but then again I had been more interested in the pictures on the desk than anything else. The envelope was addressed to Mark, but what had caught my eye was the senders address; Bloch and Price.
I knew that name. Bloch and Price was one of the largest law firms in Chicago and had represented Abigail several times when every once in awhile some overzealous politician or church group tried to shut the Black Flame down. Glancing out towards Mark's bedroom to make sure he hadn't come out. I quickly picked the envelope up and slid the letter out. The first part of it thanked Mark for coming out to see them last month. I narrowed my eyes last month? That's right I had gone to LA with Laura to visit her parents for a week.
My eyes widened as I read on. The letter was a detailed job offer. Salary, benefits, vacation, company car, and a signing bonus that was staggering. The letter ended with them saying they respected his honesty that he wasn't sure when he could give them an answer but they would appreciate it by the end of the month.
I put the letter down and sat there shaking my head in disbelief. Last night was no game, nor was it him rebounding from Samantha, my little brother had been waiting for me. Not just waiting but planning. Prepared to pick up and leave the only life he had ever known to go back home with me, to be with me. I carefully put the letter back where I found it knowing Mark would notice if they had been moved even a little bit.
I quickly got up and left his office in case he came out. My mind was racing as it had last night. I walked over to the door and put my hand on the knob. No, I couldn't just leave without saying goodbye to him. I went back over to his bedroom door and knocked softly.
"Mark?" No answer. I knocked a little louder.
"Hey little brother, you gonna come kiss your sister goodbye?"
I sighed then reaching down turned the knob half expecting it to be locked. It wasn't so I pushed the door open partway and stepped inside. The pungent aroma of nightshade incense struck me as soon as I entered the room. Because of the tapestries and black drapes Mark's bedroom was pitch black even during the day. The candelabra's were lit as well as a half dozen candles spread out around the room. Mark was sitting naked cross legged on the bed his hands resting palm up on his knees.
Mark's eyes were closed and he was chanting softly in Latin. I quietly approached the bed and listened. Mark was reciting the Inno A Satana; a long poem that he usually sang. I closed my eyes focusing on his words. Mark and I had both become fluent in Latin by our late teens. Mine was a bit rusty but Mark used it all the time even taking all his notes in court in Latin so no one else could read or use them.
Hearing where Mark was in the poem, I waited until he started the next verse and joined in. At the sound of my voice Mark's eyes opened halfway to look at me. I got onto foot of the bed sitting in the same position he was in. Mark didn't miss a word, and the two of us sat chanting looking into each other's eyes. After another verse Mark put his hands out. I put my hands into his and closed my eyes. I continued to sing softly but Marks voice grew louder, and stronger taking the lead. His Latin was flawless and I could feel the strength emanating from him.
I let myself get lost in Mark's voice, I was singing along but my focus was on him. The song reached its climax and I raised my voice with his for the last stanza. We stopped and I took several long deep breaths, when I opened my eyes Mark was staring at me. Still holding his hands I leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips. Mark closed his eyes, and sighed.
"Going Meg?" He asked.
"Yeah, I told mom noon."
"Okay." He nodded and getting off the bed slipped on the black robe that was on the bed next to him.
We left the room and I turned to look at him. He seemed better, well calmer at least. We looked at each other silently. I was not used to things being awkward between us.
"Hey Mark I'm taking mom to lunch you want to come?"
"No, you go alone she's missed you."
"She misses you too you know."
Mark shrugged and I asked;
"Mark what's going on with you and dad?"
"Better you don't know." He said simply.
"Mark..." I started.
"Let it go sis." Mark sighed and looking away whispered. "I'm sorry Megan."
"Why are you sorry?" I asked.
"I was kind of rough earlier and I got carried away and I..." He exhaled loudly. "It made me think of that night that..."
I instantly put my finger to his lips.
"First off little brother," I began. "We don't talk about that night. Ever. Second you didn't do anything I didn't want you to..." I put my arms around his neck.
"And last of all Mark I'm sorry about last night. I didn't mean to upset you I just..." Once again I was unsure of just what to say.
"Megan I..."
Mark started then stopping put his hands up in a helpless gesture. I simply hugged him tight. At first Mark put his arms around me, but seemed stiff. I continued to hold him refusing to let him go. After what seemed like an eternity I felt his body relax into mine, and he hugged me back putting his face into my neck.
"Listen Mark," I whispered in his ear. "We've both got a lot to say but don't know how to say it. And I've already screwed up twice. I don't want to hurt you or fight. I'm going to go with mom and dad and that will give us time to clear our heads. I'll come back Tuesday and we'll go out to dinner and talk okay?"
"Okay." He stepped back.
"You going to be alright Mark?"
"I'll be fine sis. I always am."
I smiled and told him;
"I love you little..." Shit! I thought as I caught myself. "Mark." I finished.
He returned the smile sadly.
"I love you to... sis." ………………………..(9)



To Be Cont............


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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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Siblings With Benefits



Update-10



I left Mark's house with a heavy heart. For the first time that I could remember I was walking away from my brother with a sense that things were not right between us. Well first time since I had been sober, as of course we'd had our share of disagreements in the past but they had generally revolved around my addiction and the actions it caused. Especially that terrible night that triggered the worst.... I instantly pushed that thought away I would not relive that night ever, and neither would Mark although he had come close not more than a half hour ago before I had left.
I felt terrible leaving Mark that way. My brother was heartbroken and probably humiliated as well. There was no doubt that he wouldn't sleep worth a damn for the next couple of nights, hell that would probably hold true for myself as well, but time apart would be the best thing for both of us right now. Besides if I wasn't there I couldn't hurt him again. The only good thing was that he didn't seem angry anymore. I had been able to help with that anyways; at my own cost however, as I realized my pussy was still sore. Goddamn he had fucked me hard! Even though I know I had made things worse by fucking him, it was better to have Mark feeling a little down compared to ready to start breaking things. Well that was me; always ready to take one for the team.
I turned up the radio in Mark's Lexus; the $40,000 Luxury car his firm paid for that he hardly ever drove and pushed all thoughts of last night and this morning's drama from my mind. Not that I didn't know that my brother's offering of his heart hadn't instantly become the most important thing in my life right now, but I needed time to clear my head. I drove through the still familiar streets of Providence doing a very good job of staring straight ahead, and not playing the "And that's where this horrible event happened" game.
When I arrived at my old home sweet home mom was waiting for me on the porch like an excited little kid. I have to say for a woman pushing seventy mom moved pretty damn good, as I had barely gotten out of the car when she had reached it to throw her arms up around my neck and give me an enormous hug hello. I felt another of those waves of emotion that I had been prone to lately come over me. This one however was a pleasant one as I realized just how much I had missed my mother.
Mom squeezed me surprisingly hard for a woman who stood five foot even and may have weighed all of 110 pounds. I lowered my head to hers, and gave her a kiss. Mom finally let me go and stood back beaming at me and telling me how wonderful I looked. I smiled and thanked her knowing full well I could look like shit but compared to some of the states mom had seen me in years ago she would take anything as long as I was healthy.
Lunch was wonderful. We talked about everything and nothing as we had appetizers right down to desert and coffee sitting in the restaurant for over two hours. Mom expressed her disappointment about Laura. They had met when I flew mom down for her birthday six months ago and had hit it off well. Then again my mother was one of those people that if you didn't get along with her there was something wrong with you.
That was the great thing about mom; she didn't get into things more than she had to. I know she didn't quite understand why I would be with a woman especially when my last relationship had been with a man and my next could be either. As far as mom was concerned the only thing that mattered was if they could make me happy. Unfortunately the person who could do that or at least do it for more than a few months at a time had not been discovered yet; although the one who could very well be that person had just declared his intentions but there was more involved there than just making me happy. The woman in front of me for instance, what would we tell...
Speaking of mom, she cut into my fog, and asked me what was wrong and don't bother lying because she could see there was something on my mind. I brushed it off telling her I was still a little down over Laura and was just tired in general having been working nonstop for the last couple of months. Mom warned me to take care of myself, and not get to worn down. I told her not to worry adding to myself that especially over the last few hours my needs had pretty much been the only ones I had seemed concerned with.
As we sat and finished our coffee I found myself filled with a sense of gratitude, that I could still have this with mom. That all those years that I had put her through so much and treated her like a stranger, and that seeing me in such terrible states had never affected her love for me. Laura had been right; remember the good stuff. Mom did. Truth be told, I wish I could talk to her about what was on my mind at the moment, but the subject of my little brother being in love with me and wondering how I felt about it might not go over to well. I was also holding back my news about Walsh wanting to wait until dad was there as well.
After lunch we went shopping where I noticed that Mom seemed to be really watching what she was buying. After a couple of hints I finally came out and asked if they were okay and mom admitted they had been having some trouble making ends meet on dads pension and their social security. Ignoring her protests I loaded up the carriage and paid for everything. I also wrote her a check for $500 and told her I wouldn't take no for an answer. They had taken care of me for years, adopted me and loved me as their own. I was proud to be in a position to help them. Dad was too proud to ask for or accept help, but mom was to smart not to. I knew for a fact Mark had helped her in the past as well.
Speaking of Mark, that was the next topic of conversation. Granted since he had moved out and especially since the Megan caused arguments between Mark and dad had begun it's not like Mark was what you would call a dutiful son, but he would keep in touch. A call once a week, and an occasional visit for a cup of coffee. Not a lot but enough to keep mom happy. Now however weeks would go by and mom had to be the one to keep calling.
Mom was very proud of my brother and bragged to her friends constantly about her good looking son the lawyer. A year ago Mark had made New England magazine's list of eligible bachelors and mom had carried around a copy of the magazine in her purse for weeks. According to her she had no idea what dad and Mark had fought about, just that dad wouldn't say what it was telling her she was better of never knowing what her "son" and mom said he had stressed "her" son was capable of. For all dads bluster and bullshit my mother was everything to him and for him not to share something with her was big. What the hell had Mark done? I told her I would try to get an answer before I left whether I really could with the other more important situation looming I wasn't sure, but I owed it to her to make an attempt.
After shopping we returned to mom's house where we sat on the porch for awhile and reminisced about how things were when Mark and I were teen agers and some of the things we had done. It was hard sometimes to keep a straight face, when mom would keep saying how she had always loved how close Mark and I were. Tell me what a good big sister I was to him when he came to live with us, how I took good care of him. I had to agree that many were the nights that I had taken very good care of my little brother.
Despite the Mark situation I had to say I was having a pretty good day. That changed for a bit when dad finally came home. By then mom and I had gone in and were having a cup of tea in the parlor. I saw dad pull up into the driveway alongside Mark's Lexus and got up to go to the door to surprise him when I noticed he was still sitting in the car staring at the house. Dad took out his cell phone and a moment later mom's phone started to ring where it sat on the coffee table.
I had reached down and grabbed it still wanting to catch dad by surprise so I answered. The surprise was on me and it was not a pleasant one, when as I started to answer dad snapped into the phone;
"Denise, what is that fucking animal doing in my house?"
I was speechless. Not just at the words themselves but the sheer animosity in them. I had never heard my father sound like that before. It hadn't occurred to me that Dad would obviously assume it was Mark in Mark's car.
"Denise?"
"Sorry Dad," I replied. "I'll get going, just stopped in to say hi."
There was silence on the other end for a minute and finally dad said;
"Megan? Oh my god honey I'm sorry. I'll be right in."
I met dad at the door and we hugged a bit awkwardly. He apologized again saying he would never talk to his "little girl" like that. In spite of the ugliness I had just heard from him, hearing dad call me his little girl always made me happy. I had given him another hug at that point, a real one, and whispered in his ear, that I loved him, and we could talk about what had just happened later. Dad pulled me to him tighter and said fine but for now he just wanted to see his beautiful daughter. The polar opposite of mom, dad was tall just over six feet and still pretty solid going to the gym a couple of times a week and golfing whenever he could afford it. I let myself fold into him for a couple of minutes enjoying being close to him.
Unfortunately my actions had strained my father and I's relationship more so than it had with mom. A huge part of that was that Dad was aware of much more that had went on. My father had bailed me out of many situations and always gave me the "don't tell your mother". It was a chain reaction, mom knew some, dad knew more, and Mark? Well he had seen more than even my father could imagine. As I stayed in my father's embrace I couldn't imagine the pain I had put him through. I remember standing there next to dad in court, my head down in shame as the judge not only read off the charge of prostitution, but mentioned that it had not been the first time. Hallmark doesn't make father's day cards that celebrate occasions like that.
We sat around the parlor for awhile and I kind of repeated some of the same things I had already said to mom including Laura which dad was more than okay with. My father isn't quite a bible thumper but is pretty devout and considers homosexuality a sin. As a matter of fact one of the first-there were a few- times he had thrown me out of the house was when he had found out I had been seeing Betty as more than a friend. Of course the fact he had found out by walking in on us may have added to the emotion of the moment. After a half hearted "that's too bad" about Laura, the conversation moved on to Chicago in general.
By then it was after six and mom offered to cook. After dad made a crack about he thought the point was to get me to stay, I offered to take them out to his favorite place Twin Oaks. Over dinner I told them about Walsh and they were both beside themselves. I did notice however that when mom made the comment that it was wonderful that both their kids were so successful that dad gave her a look. I always thought it was sweet mom called Mark her son. He hadn't come to live there until he was almost sixteen and was out just shy of twenty, but that didn't matter to mom. If I was her daughter and Mark my brother, then of course he was her son.
Dad on the other hand had never really bonded with Mark. Don't get me wrong dad tried to be good to him and genuinely felt terrible about what Mark had been through, however there was something about Mark that dad never really trusted. Eventually dad told me that he had just felt that they had gotten Mark too late. That unlike myself who for all I had been through still came to live with them fairly young with a chance at a normal life, Mark was already damaged beyond repair. Dad used to say that when he would look into Mark's eyes he got the impression that there was something dark behind them, that he wasn't quite right. Four years later after the Max incident dad had looked like a prophet.
Once back at the house dad disappeared to watch the ten o'clock news as he had every night for god knew how long, and mom and I sat in the kitchen. When mom started nodding off at the table I told her to go to bed. She looked like a disappointed little kid saying she could stay up. I told her don't worry about it, I was there until Tuesday, so we would have plenty of time. Mom gave me a kiss and headed off to bed. I drifted into the den and told dad I was going upstairs to bed. Before I left he apologized again for earlier, I saw an opening but it was late and it had been a long enough day. I did tell him that I wanted to take him for lunch tomorrow, just the two of us. Dad said okay but with a look that told me he knew what I would be trying to discuss.
I was heading upstairs when mom caught me and handed me towels, telling me they didn't really use the shower upstairs anymore, I thanked her and had started up when mom called up to me and told me that they had found a box of some old papers and books a few months ago in the attic that were mine, and she had put them in the closet for whenever I might visit. She said they didn't look to important, but thought I might want to take a look through.
Standing in the doorway of my old bedroom I was struck by a wave of nostalgia. The fact that the room still looked almost identical to how it was when I first moved out at the age of 22 helped add to that feeling. I looked around slowly, my old bureau was still there along with the desk that dad had made for me when I was twelve. Looking up I smiled, at fifteen my parents had let me paint the entire ceiling into a forest mural complete with birds and small animals of every type. The forest had a bittersweet meaning for me. When I was a young girl, back when we were still with my biological mother I had created it as fantasy world where I actually had friends and places to go. Three years later when I was ten and being molested it became a safe haven in my mind where I would run to when my foster father was having his way with me.
By the end I had withdrawn so much I barely even felt his attacks just lied there and went away. The smile left my face and was replaced by a quick burst of bitterness. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths allowing the feeling to pass. I had been saved from that life and anything that had happened since I had brought down upon myself the past was the past. I walked into the room and putting my bag down sat on the edge of the bed.
I kicked off my sandals and lied back staring up at the forest remembering my first few nights here when I was eleven. Mom slept in the bed with me the entire first week and for a couple of weeks after that would stay with me until I fell asleep. She had bought me a stuffed Scooby Doo (my all time favorite) and I would hold Scooby and she would hold me. It was the first time in my life I had felt safe from the nightmares and memories. Years later they would resurface with a vengeance and it was my brother Mark who would hold me and make it okay.
I remembered lying on this bed sobbing into Scooby when I was sixteen had my first break up. There were of course numerous memories of Mark and myself. I remember the first night that his nightmares had gotten so bad I heard him scream from the other side of the adjoining bathroom and went into his bedroom. That was the first night we had slept together, fully dressed, just me holding him with his face nestled into my chest and me playing with his hair telling him that I understood, that it would be better now that his big sister was there to take care of him.
Of course things would change quickly and within a couple of years it would be Mark taking care of me for well right up to now. Thinking of Mark for the first time since I had left him this morning I felt that I had truly come full circle. Almost twenty years ago I had lied in this bed, sometimes with Mark next to me, sleeping soundly in his big sister's arms and thought of taking him, of the two of us crossing that line and giving each other what we needed. Now here I was thinking once again of my brother and the crossing of an altogether different line. The final one, when it was just sex it was a dirty little game that we could stop or start anytime we wanted to, a game we had been playing for years.
To have it become more however, to be about a life together was a different matter altogether. How could we pull it off? Granted in Chicago people didn't know I had a brother, and apparently Mark was willing to come down there, but what about my parents? For that matter, what if anyone ever found out? Mark had made enemies throughout his career, powerful ones, and the kind that could use something like that to destroy him. I was also just starting to really get my career going. Granted I painted and travelled in some strange circles, but even amongst the goth and occult circles incest wasn't exactly acceptable behavior.
I felt a pang of sadness at the thought of Mark. I could just picture him now lying in that amazing bed alone, unable to sleep, staring up at his reflection and probably thinking of me, and how I had rejected him. I could tell by the way we had said goodbye that Mark assumed that I didn't want him. That wasn't necessarily true I had just never considered it, and he obviously had been thinking of it for quite some time. I tried calling Mark to see if he was okay, and to tell him good night, when he didn't answer I sent a text;
"Goodnight my beautiful little brother."
A few minutes later the phone vibrated with his reply of;
"Sweet dreams my sister."
I felt hurt he hadn't answered the phone, but at least he had replied.
As I put the phone down I saw that it was only eleven o'clock. I got up and getting undressed put on a pink night shirt that Laura had bought me and that I would only wear for her when I felt like being cute. I hated sleeping in anything but the idea of sleeping naked in the folks house seemed odd somehow. But sleeping with your brother had been okay though? I asked myself shaking my head. I was and always will be a sick puppy.
Lying back down on the bed I began to prove that theory as closing my eyes I once again envisioned Mark lying on those blood red satin sheets. I sighed, it wasn't fair that I was in town and we were lying in separate bedrooms. I should be there with him, my long ivory legs wrapped around his tanned flesh. That massive cock buried deep inside of my needy little pussy. Of course that would be after our tongues had worked their magic over each other's bodies. I slid my hand down and pulling the night shirt up to my hips dipped my fingers down into my already wet slit.
"Oh that's it little brother," I whispered. "Lick your nasty sister's pussy, oh yeah just like that."
I slid my second hand down to begin to caress my clit thinking not back in the old bed for more than twenty minutes and already playing with myself. It really was just like the old days, well the days before Mark came along anyways when this nasty girls only real form of release was playing with myself. As I slowly teased my clit with just my fingernail, I thought back on yesterday; how Mark had spoiled me start to finish especially in the bedroom. Last night we had relived the first night that we had been together, the night I had come in and taken what I wanted.
Continuing on that train of thought it wasn't long after that first weekend that Mark started learning how to get what he wanted. I had told him that I would always call the shots, and for the most part I did, but my little brother had certainly had his moments. Stroking my clit a little more firmly I thought back to the first time that I had let Mark take me in my bed, I had really tried not to give in but my little brother had been very persuasive.
August 1984
It was eleven o'clock on Saturday night and I was totally exhausted. Normally this was early for me, but after working four pm to close last night at Vinnie's and pulling a ten to ten shift today I was completely wiped out. I'd even turned down an invitation to go down to JR's Fast lane with a couple of other girls and Jack, the thirty year old blonde bartender who'd been hitting on me like it was going out of style the last couple of weeks. There could definitely be a night in Jack's future, but it wasn't tonight.
There was no one home when I got there, Mark had a karate tournament somewhere in Mass and the folks had gone to watch. I'd felt bad I couldn't go Mark hadn't lost a match yet, nor had the guy he was facing tonight, but work had needed me and I needed the money to pay for the 1981 Camaro dad had helped me buy last year. My parents had put the money down but the payments were mine. I went upstairs and after taking a long hot shower, slid on a pair of purple panties and a blue night shirt that had Scooby doo on it that Mark always made fun of, and crawled into bed.
I must have went right out, as I awoke to the sound of the shower running in the bathroom. Mark must have just come home. I thought briefly of getting up to ask him how he made out, but was so tired I felt drugged and my legs and feet were killing me. I'd talk to him in the morning besides who was I kidding? Of course Mark had won. No one took my little brother. I closed my eyes only to open them again what seemed like minutes later when I heard Mark tap on the bathroom door.
"Hey sis you awake?" He called softly from the door way.
"No." I answered groggily as I opened my eyes and saw him standing in the bathroom doorway.
Apparently Mark took that as a yes and came strolling over to the bed. I have to say as tired as I was my brother did get my eyes to open all the way. Mark was wearing just a pair of black shorts and damn did he look fine. Working out with a personal trainer Mark had added at least another ten pounds of pure muscle to what had already been an amazing build. His chest and shoulders showed most of this and as usual his perfect six pack stomach never failed to make me want to lick my lips.
I had left my blinds halfway up to get some of the cool night air and there was a fair amount of light coming through from the street lights. In it I could see the reflection of Mark's back in my bureau mirror. Mark had gotten a summer bonus from the construction company he had been working with and had gotten an enormous Baphomet tattoo that covered just about his entire back. My parents had freaked, however not as much as they would when they eventually saw the smaller version that Mark had paid for me to get on the small of my back. The tattoo was less than two weeks old and looked incredible on his muscular back.
As Mark sat on the edge of my bed I could smell the Prestige after shave he was wearing, the one I had gotten him last Christmas. Putting after shave on this late made me think little brother was looking for something. Well he could keep looking, I was beat and we had never done it in my bed. I preferred his in case god forbid we ever got caught I would tell dad I had come to Mark. Looking at his face I also noticed Mark hadn't shaved in a couple of days, sporting the "bad boy" look he always favored for the nights of his tournaments. Mark's hair was wet and he hadn't brushed it leaving that tousled look that I loved on him. Not for the first time I was amazed at how absolutely beautiful my brother really was.
I propped myself up on one elbow and smiled tiredly at him.
"So you win as usual killer?"
Mark flashed that smug smirk that had been showing up on his face more and more often these days.
"Damn straight knocked his punk ass out in the third round."
"Good for you little brother." I told him then covered my mouth as I yawned.
"Tired sis?"
"I'm wiped Mark."
"Oh," He said sounding disappointed. "I was kind of hoping we could... you know."
I shook my head.
"First off little brother, I am waaay to tired, and second of all you know damn straight I decide when, not you."
Mark rolled his eyes.
"Why is that?"
"Because I'm the big sister." I told him unable to avoid smiling at that.
"C'mon Meg I'm horny." He gave me that adorable shy smile. The one that only I ever got to see. "Please? I thought about you all night."
"I'll bet you did you naughty boy, but the answers no." When he nodded sadly, I added; "Besides Mark seriously we can't all the time and we just did a couple of nights ago no?"
"Yeah I guess."
I pushed myself up to a sitting position and leaning forward gave him a hug. Damn he smelled and felt fantastic.
"Good night little brother."
I gave him a quick kiss on the lips as I pulled away from him and rolled over onto my side facing away pretty much telling him that there would be nothing.
"Goodnight sis." He said, but made no move to leave the bed.
Finally after a couple of minutes I sighed and said;
"Mark? If you want to stay in here with me then that's fine. Just curl on up next to me and go to sleep, but that's it okay?"
"Okay." Mark answered as he slipped under the sheet and lied down behind me. Rather than curl up and put his arm behind my waist the way he usually did Mark started lightly trailing his fingers along my neck and sliding them under the shoulder of my nightshirt.
"Be good little brother."
"I'm trying to be." Was his answer as he moved my hair and softly kissed the back of my neck. The kiss along with his touch sent a chill through me.
"Mark please, I..."
"You don't have to beg sis." Mark said as he playfully nibbled my ear.
His hand went around and cupped my left tit through the nightshirt, his fingers quickly finding my nipple.
"Move your hand Mark if your horny you should have went and found Krissy. Or is she not around?"
"I could have."
As he answered he removed his hand from my nipple but continued nuzzling my neck.
"But I really wanted you." He paused to suck on my neck causing me to gasp without meaning to. "I wanted to come home and fuck my hot big sister."
This time his hand dropped to my thigh and started sliding up my nightshirt. When he reached my panties he began to try to work his fingers inside, all the while gently kissing and sucking the soft flesh between my neck and shoulder. I felt my pussy getting wet, and almost let him continue, a nice orgasm, a good fuck, and then curl up and... No. I had made the rules and I would keep them. I grabbed his forearm inwardly groaning at good the muscles there felt, and pulled his hand from under the shirt.
"Mark no, okay? I'm tired and everything hurts." I did feel kind of bad though. "Tell you what maybe tomorrow morning we can slip off to your room and we can play then."
"I guess."
With a sigh I felt him lie down next to me. After a moment he said;
"Sorry you're sore."
"That's okay I'll be better tomorrow. Good night little brother I..Ohhh that's nice." I let out as Mark reached his hand under my hair and started rubbing the back of my neck.
'Yeah?" Mark shifted his position and putting both his hands on my shoulders started to knead the sore muscles with his fingers. "How's that?"
"Oh damn that feels good."
"Hey sis roll over I'll give you a back rub."
A back rub, with those strong hands! Oh did that sound great! I rolled over onto my stomach, propping my head up on my folded arms. Taking his cue Mark sat up and tossed the sheet off.
"Take this off." He said tugging on the night shirt.
"Mark I told you..."
"C'mon sis it won't feel as good with the shirt on."
He had a point there.
"Fine," I told him. "But my panties stay on."
Mark pushed the night shirt up to my shoulders and over my head and I slid further down on the bed stretching my long legs all the way out. I knew damn well Mark's eyes would be glued to my ass in the purple lace panties. To prove my point he whispered;
"Damn you got a hot fucking body sis."
"Yeah, well you're sister's hot bodies all sore and achy." I said in my little girl voice. "And somebody with nice strong hands said they'll make it all better."
"My pleasure." Mark said, and swinging his leg over to straddle my legs started to rub my back.
Trust me the pleasure was all mine as for the next half hour my brothers amazing hands worked their way across my shoulders and neck, and then slowly inch by inch down the length of my back, and even all the way down my out stretched arms. I had never felt anything non sexual feel so damn good! As I lied there I was aware that I was letting out soft moans as if I was having sex.
"Ohhhh little brother," I cooed. "You are being sooo good to your sister right now."
"Oh trust me sis were just getting started." He whispered in my ear as he leaned over.
Mark slid further down towards the foot of the bed and as he did I could feel the length of his huge cock pressing against the back of my leg through his shorts. I let out a groan that had nothing to do with the back rub as I felt that this shorts were wet from his dripping cock. Oh this was not fair I thought. Of course compared to what he started doing next that was nothing. As Mark moved further down, his powerful hands massaging the backs of my thighs. Leaning he began slowly kissing my back. Soft little kisses that started at my left shoulder went across to the right and then starting at the back of my neck made a slow trail all the way down towards my ass.
"Damn this is a sexy spot for this." Mark said as he kissed the new tattoo on my back.
"I...Ohhh you bad boy." I moaned as he started kissing and sucking on the left side of my ass.
Oh this was not good, I was going to give in there was no way around it. To his credit Mark made no sign to hurry, instead he stopped kissing my ass and continued to work his way slowly down my legs rubbing the sore muscles behind my knees and then getting off the bed and kneeling on the floor spent a good long time massaging my calves Oh god did that feel wonderful. Oh this nasty girl was going to have to give her little brother a treat for this.
"Damn that was great Mark I..."
I was cut short again as Mark grabbed my right foot between his hands and started massaging my incredibly sore heel. I lied there in a state of complete bliss as Mark moved from the heel to the ball of my foot and then using his strong fingers worked the soft flesh at the base of each toe. I could feel my panties soaking through and with my legs spread open I'm sure my brother could see it if he was looking, and I'd be disappointed if he wasn't. If my pussy was dripping then, it positively gushed as I felt my brother's tongue lightly run across the bottom of my foot.
"Ohhh," I moaned.
I knew Mark liked my feet, and had enjoyed working his cock with them before as well as once letting him suck my toes through my stockings, but this was the first time I had felt his tongue on them like this.
"Yeah, look at you licking your sisters sexy feet you are a bad boy oh Mark!"
I gasped out as he sucked my big toe into his mouth and swirled his tongue around. I wanted to reach down and start playing with myself, but I'm sure my brother would be getting there soon because at this point I knew I would be letting him. As I moaned in pleasure Mark worked each one of my toes in and out of his mouth. When he grabbed the other foot I couldn't take anymore.
"Let me roll over so I can watch."
I quickly rolled onto my back and propped myself up on a pillow to watch the show. Mark grabbed my right foot and as I watched, looking me in the eye the entire time slowly ran his tongue across the tips of my toes, before gently sucking them one by one into his mouth. I let out a soft moan and started playing with my nipples, my hips slowly pumping up and down on the bed.
"Oh little brother, you know where your sister needs that tongue."
Mark removed my foot from his mouth and smirked at me.
"Thought you were tired."
"Don't get smart little brother, just finish what you started."
"Yeah sis?" Mark asked as he stood up exposing the huge bulge that looked as if it were ready to rip through his shorts. "You want your little brother to take care of you?"
"I want you to take that big fucking cock out, and crawl up here and suck on your sister's pussy little brother that's what I want."
Mark didn't have to be told twice. Quickly pulling his shorts down to let his massive dripping prick spring free, he got onto the bed and reaching down grabbed the waist of my panties. I raised my hips for him and as soon as he took them off Mark knelt between my thighs and using his fingers spread my pussy open and lightly blew on my clit. I pumped my hips shoving my pussy into his face.
"Oh don't tease little brother."
Mark placed his hands on my thighs to hold my hips down and after gently kissing my swollen clit whispered;
"Easy sis it's not a race. Just lie back and enjoy."
I was going to tell him to just fucking make me cum, but smiling at me from between my thighs he added softly;
"Just let your little brother take good care of his sexy big sister's sweet little pussy"
How could I resist that? I have to admit that as impatient as I was Mark more than made it worth the wait. As I lied their more relaxed than I could ever remember being my little brother proceeded to gently lick, suck and tease my clit like he never had before, like no one ever had before. Keeping my lips spread open Mark alternately swirled his tongue in delightfully slow circles around my clit, then would gently pinch it between his fingers and rub it between them as his soft tongue probed the entrance to my incredibly hot pussy.
When Mark suddenly teased his tongue across my ass, I gasped in surprise, both at the fact that he would do it and at how good it felt. Because of my past I never let anyone near there, but I had to say that felt pretty damn good never mind the taboo of it.
"Do it again." I told him then let out a squeal as this time he pushed his tongue directly into my tight little ass.
"Ohhh look at you tonguing your nasty sister's ass oh you are a naughty little brother aren't you?"
And you're a nasty girl I told myself, lying here in your bed with your little brother between your thighs, licking not just your pussy but that spot that I had sworn would forever be off limits. My fingers made their way to my nipples. As much as I enjoyed Mark taking his time I needed to cum so badly at this point I all but whimpered;
"Oh please little brother let your big sister cum nice and hard for you."
I moaned loudly as Mark finally slid first one finger into my sopping pussy then as he began sucking my clit hard and fast into his mouth added a second.
"Oh yeah Mark that's it nice and fast nice and... Oh!"
Mark had slid one of his fingers from my pussy and had pushed just the tip into my ass. He stopped holding it there waiting, as he did he slowed down the pace of his sucking and fingering, he was waiting for me to tell me if it was okay. Not only couldn't I believe how good it felt, but more importantly I didn't feel nervous at all, my brother would never hurt me he only wanted to please me.
"Go ahead little brother," I told him. "Just go nice and easy work it in... ohhhh yeahhhh,"
Mark slid his finger all the way in then slowly began working it in and out twisting his finger as he did so. After a few times he started pumping his finger out of my pussy in the same rhythm the sensation was incredible, I let out an exceptionally loud moan as Mark pressed his fingers against each other through the thin flesh between my pussy and ass.
"Shhh!" Mark hissed.
There was no way I could keep quiet at this point. Grabbing my pillow I covered my face and started pinching my nipples harder than before.
"Do it Mark," I told him my voice muffled. "Finger your sister's ass and make her scream, make her cum in that pretty face of yours, get this nasty girl off the way she needs it!"
Tossing caution to the wind Mark started thrusting both of his fingers in and out faster and harder at the same time sucking my clit into his mouth and swirling his tongue against it in quick hard circles. I could feel the orgasm starting to flow through me, I wrapped my thighs around Marks head and arched my hips off the bed. For a moment that seemed like an eternity I hung there right on the edge then;
I came like I never had before, ass off the bed, hips thrusting, and screaming into the pillow like a wild animal. Wave after wave of the most intense pleasure crashed through me as I bucked my hips grinding my pussy into my little brother's face. Somehow Mark continued to lick and work his fingers and just as that incredible orgasm started to fade another one flowed through my pleasure wracked body sending another wave of spasms through my hips and thighs, and causing a noise that could only be described as a howl come from deep within me.
My body stayed totally rigid every muscle involved in my orgasm before with a tiny whimper I collapsed back into the bed panting as if I had just run a marathon.
"Oh... oh my god... oh Mark..."
I couldn't even speak. With what felt like the last of my strength I pulled the pillow away from my now sweating face and looked down at Mark who was grinning like the Cheshire cat. Hell at this point he could be as smug as he wanted to be. I moaned softly as he slid his fingers from inside of me.
"Yeah you like that sis?"
"Oh yeah," Was all I could manage to get out.
"Good." Mark said then the grin changed to a nasty little smirk that I don't remember seeing in him before. "Because now I get to cum."
Moving so quickly he caught me by surprise Mark slid up the bed and with no hesitation plunged his enormous cock into me. My legs had been draped over his shoulders and as Mark had come up my knees had bent over his shoulders and now my legs were bent back almost past my head.
"Oh my fucking..." I started to yell and was silenced by Marks hand covering my mouth.
Mark started fucking the shit out of me. As slow and easy as he had worked my body was now as hard and fast as he was taking me. Mark's cock was going so deep I could feel his balls hitting my ass as he drilled me harder than I could have ever imagined. I was also aware that Mark covering my mouth was turning me on. I had fantasized many times in the past about being taken. I had always thought there was something wrong with me considering I had spent part of my childhood being raped, but for whatever reason the thought had always done it for me I had even masturbated to it. Now here was my brother with his hand wrapped around my face and fucking me so hard that I was squealing into it.
I could tell Mark was into it as well and not just by the look on his face as even though he had only been fucking me for a couple of minutes I could sense that he was already getting close to cumming. I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him even closer to me causing my legs to push back even further and my brothers long thick cock to plunge even deeper into my tight little pussy that despite the painful fucking it was getting was gushing around his cock with every thrust.
"Oh damn Oh..." Mark started to gasp.
Mark had moaned almost as loudly as I had and taking my hand I shoved it over his mouth. Apparently Mark got the same thrill out of it as it pushed him completely over the edge. With that adorable little whimper he always made just before he came, Mark's eyes rolled back in his head and he let loose with a tremendous spurt of cum ,oh god how this nasty girl loved it when her little brother came inside of her! As Mark continued to pump me, each thrust sending another shot of cum into my already overflowing pussy I found myself thinking it's a good thing I couldn't have children.
With a final twitch of his hips Mark groaned and rolled over onto his back panting as hard as I was. As the two of us lied there sweating and panting covered in each other's cum. I thought Oh Megan you are a dirty little slut letting your little brother take you in your own bed.
"Oh goddamn little brother!" I gasped. "Where did that come from?"
"I was a little worked up from the tournament I guess." He got out in between deep breaths.
"Yeah? When's you're next one? I'm taking the night off."
Mark laughed and we laid there quietly for a couple of minutes before I sat up and slipped my nightshirt back on and lied down on my side. Mark made a sound of protest, but got up and slipped his shorts on neither of us had wanted to make the effort to get dressed but god forbid my parents ever caught us in bed at least if we were dressed there was a chance to explain it. Mark lied down next to me ,and wrapping his arm around my waist nuzzled his face into my hair and kissed my neck.
"Damn Mark I'll tell you even though I said no that was just what I needed."
"That's what I'm here for." Mark replied sounding as exhausted as I felt.
I closed my eyes and sighed contentedly.
"Yeah? you always going to take good care of your big sister?"
"I'll always be here for whatever you need sis, always."
I exhaled loudly as I slumped back into the bed my heart racing. Biting down on my lip so I wouldn't get as loud as I usually did, I had whimpered, as thrusting my hips into my fingers, my index finger dancing across my clit I came hard to that final image of Mark above me, his eyes rolled back, cheeks glistening form his sister's pussy and pumping shot after shot of hot cum inside of me. Lying there spent I had finished recalling how as usual despite the nastiness of the sex my little brother always ended up holding me tight.
I pulled my nightshirt back down and reaching over shut the lamp off to try to sleep. This proved a fruitless venture as my mind continued to spin, between replaying last night with Mark and the barrage of memories being in this room brought back I couldn't settle down. After awhile I reached over and turned the lamp back on.
What the hell was I going to do? Even with not getting much rest last night I was way too wired to sleep, and needed to find something to try to keep my mind occupied. There was no tv in the room, and I had packed quickly not thinking to grab a couple of books from Mark's office. I did have my I-pod but that would still just let my mind drift. Then remembering that mom had said something about books she had found I decided to go take a look in the closet.
I found an old cardboard box on the floor and putting it on the desk began digging through it. There were some old paperbacks and a couple of text books, nothing interesting really, but I continued to take the books out to see everything and then near the very bottom I found it.
"Oh my god." I whispered, as I removed the black leather journal from the box.
The Taboo diary as Mark had always called it, that I had kept off and on for close to ten years. The book was written entirely in Latin and chronicled in detail many of our forbidden sexual exploits. Even Mark had written a few of the earlier entries. I had thought I had lost this when Tommy had broken off our engagement and I moved back here for awhile just before going to Chicago.
Had the folks or anyone else ever read this at any point there would have been hell to pay, but Mark and I figured the Latin was more trouble than anyone would go through and in the end it was a sick thrill to have the thing exist in the first place. All other thoughts forgotten, and with my hands trembling in excitement I brought the book over to the bed and opened it to the first page. I had drawn the circle of the Baphomet complete with all of Levay's symbols, but inside instead of the figure of the goat words written in a mixture of our blood;
Mark and Megan; separated by life Reunited in sin.
I propped up a pillow on the bed and leaned back beginning to flip through some of the entries. The first few I had copied out of my real diary and were about my first thoughts of wanting Mark. I laughed at one entry which described me watching Mark pumping weights in the basement and running upstairs to masturbate to the thought of him pumping me. There was a month worth of these until the last one which ended with me writing that the folks were going away and tonight was the night. It was dated July 9th 1984.
Incredible that we had just been reliving this last night. "Fate" I heard my brothers voice clearly in my head. Mark never believed anything happened that wasn't supposed to the exact way it was supposed to. This book contained a decade of our relationship from the fun to the not so fun as I know I had written many things about my addiction in there. As I looked towards the back of the journal the last group of pages were separated by a piece of paper and a ribbon. Without looking I know I had written the words "Darkest Days" on there.
I knew some of what was written in there but also knew there were things my mind had mercifully blocked out. I would never open those pages. I almost put the book down at that point, but then thought about the fun stuff that was in there, not only that but it was not a coincidence that I found this. I was meant to read it. I started thumbing through again going past our first weekend together, and a few other simple entries of sneaking into each other's beds. I stopped at the entry for our Christmas vacation which had been a fun trip with a scare at the end. Deciding to start there I read slowly at first as I shook the rust off my Latin and then gained speed as I began my journey back through the early years of my forbidden trysts with my little brother …………………..(10)



To Be Cont........


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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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Siblings With Benefits



Update-11


December 1984
Road Trip pt1; the night before.

Shit! I thought as I glanced at my watch and saw that it was ten fifteen. I was supposed to be home by Ten and at the pace I was driving I was still a good fifteen minutes from home. Well I would just have to be late then, the roads were icy but more importantly I was driving with a bit of a buzz and the last thing I needed would be to be pulled over and hauled in the day after Christmas and the night before we left for our Christmas visit to Dad's brother; my uncle Ray in North Carolina.

Because my father was a psycho and insisted on not only driving but doing the 16 hour drive in one day we had to be on the road by 4:30,am, he had told Mark and I to be home by ten. I held my breath as I took the corner onto Cranston Street and drove past a cop sitting in a parking lot. I glanced in the rear view and let the breath out as I saw he was still just sitting there. I was driving fine I told myself just a little nervous. I sighed it would be one thing if I could say getting in trouble for being late was worth it, but that wasn't the case. The night with Jack had started out perfectly but couldn't have ended much worse.

Jack was the bartender at Vinnie's; he was tall, blonde, blue eyed, and damn hot! all the girls that worked there and most women in general seemed to have a thing for him. On any given night there would be three or four girls hanging around at the bar all but throwing themselves at him. Jack was also thirty years old and from some of the stories I had heard had been in a bit of trouble in the past so as flattering as it was when he started hitting on me a couple of months ago I didn't exactly jump on in.

There was also my issues with men in general. Jack was a bit too aggressive for me and I could not see myself getting comfortable with him. Besides all I would need is for dad to find out and he'd be down there making a scene. Finally though after a couple of weeks, curiosity and the nasty girl inside got the best of me and I agreed to let him take me out. Jack was good our first date we had gone out right after work on a Saturday afternoon and he had brought me back to my car at Vinnie's we kissed but that was about it. Although I will admit that the long, lingering, tongue filled kiss that he had given me had left me driving home wet.

On the third date we went back to his place and had sex. As usual I left frustrated. Surprisingly for his reputation Jack had gone pretty slowly, and when he went down on me he took his time and I came pretty goddamn hard. I returned the favor not getting him off, but impressing him with my ability to deep throat him. He had made a remark about it, saying no other girl had done it that easily and I recalled thinking "whatever" I mean he was hung fairly well but my brother had to have a good three inches on him.

Of course once we got to the actual sex the old Megan kicked in. I started off okay but when he wanted me to rollover I hedged then felt stupid the rest of the time as we stayed in missionary. I tried to spend the night, but woke up a couple of hours later on edge and had to leave. An hour later I was curled up with my brother. We hadn't had sex, I wouldn't if I had been with someone else, but I had needed to feel close to someone to feel the way I should after having had sex.

After that I was surprised that Jack asked me out again. We had a couple of more so- so nights and I finally just told him I was nervous, that I had hang ups and left it at that. Jack had said it was a shame because I was pretty damn hot and he could tell I wanted to. Then flashing that lady killer smile he had said that all I really needed was to just relax, and he knew just what could help. I knew what he was talking about and told him it didn't seem right. Jack had rolled his eyes and said if drinking was that bad for you he wouldn't have a job, and besides isn't that why everyone drank; to relax?

The next Friday night I got off at eleven and sat at the bar to wait for Jack to get off a t Midnight, while sitting there I drank three "sodas" that Jack had added some Captain Morgan to. He hadn't made them strong but I have to say I felt pretty damn mellow by the last one. I had worked at Vinnie's for awhile so leaving my car overnight was no problem. We went back to Jack's and the sex was indeed better as it had been the several times since. I had also been spending the night as well. Whenever I felt that old anxiety lying there I would have a glass of wine while I was there and be able to sleep.

We weren't really a couple, I was pretty sure he was seeing other people and at this point we didn't go out, just back to his place. I was okay with that I really wasn't looking for a boyfriend just some company, and some sex that didn't come from my brother. At this point Mark and I were probably fucking a couple of times a week but always made it around Krissy or Jack we would never with each other on the same night. Although we did sleep in the same bed sometimes afterwards but that was just so we could sleep. I have to say that although the relaxed Megan was a much more fun Megan I still wasn't half the nasty girl I was with my brother.

Normally Jack and I only got together on the weekends but seeing I was going away for a few days he had arranged to get off at 8. I had the week off from RISD so I had worked earlier in the day and come back to hang out at the bar and "relax" for an hour or so before he got off. I was wearing a tight black dress with the knee high black leather boots Mark had bought me for Christmas-that of course I had modeled for him last night- and had curled my normally straight hair. When Jack came over to give me a "coke" he leaned over, gave me a kiss, and told me how fucking hot I looked. It wasn't exactly smooth but it still sounded good.

I have to say I was pretty flattered however, as even though the bar had quite a bit of business that last hour, Jack really did seem to have a hard time keeping his eyes off of me. I noticed the drinks were definitely stronger that they used to be, but I was also getting more used to the effects. As I sat there I certainly didn't mind watching him. Jack really was hot with a nice body and pretty decent cock to go with it. Oh tonight was going to be a good night I thought as I finished my third drink, I was not only feeling damn relaxed but I was even feeling a bit... nasty.

We went back to his place where with a smile he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small bottle of ginger brandy he had lifted from Vinnie's. He took a couple of swallows and handed it to me. I'd already had a few but why not? I'd be okay to drive in a couple of hours I took a long swallow then another enjoying the way the liquor burned down my throat and the warm feeling it gave me.

Speaking of warm feelings Jack didn't waste any time, within minutes he was kissing me while unzipping the back of my dress. I stepped back from him and gave him a playful push so he would sit back in the chair and standing in front of him slowly let the dress drop to the floor. I was wearing a matching black see thru bra and panty set I had bought a couple of days ago and decided to leave the boots on.

"Goddamn you look sexy tonight." Jack said his eyes wandering up and down my body.

"Yeah you like?" I asked, putting my head down and batting my eyes at him.

"I love it."

"What about my sexy new boots Jack; you like those?" He nodded smiling, and I added;

"You want me to keep them on?"

"Oh yeah." Jack said all but licking his lips.

I walked over to stand directly in front of him and turning slowly bent over shoving my ass in his face, but pulling away before he could grab it.

"I love that bad ass tattoo of yours." He told me referring to my Baphomet tramp stamp.

"Oh is that all you love?"

Turning back to him I put one knee up on the arm of the chair and reaching back removed my bra and let it fall.

"You don't love these?" I asked holding my tits up for him.

"Oh Megan I love those pretty little tits of yours."

Jack was smiling broadly sensing how playful I was and probably thinking "about time". Well we'll see if he thought that in a few minutes because this nasty girl had a bit of a game in mind for good old Jack.

"That's not nice," I pouted. "Calling them little."

I leaned onto the chair and shoved my left tit in his face.

"I think you should say you're sorry Jack."

"Aw come here." Jack said and eagerly sucked my nipple into his mouth.

As he did his right hand dropped between my legs and he expertly slid his fingers into my panties and right into my wet pussy.

"MMM I'll let it slide I guess." I told him pumping my hips into his fingers. Jack switched to my right nipple, his fingers still working my pussy as he did I reached down and unbuttoned his shirt taking a minute to rub my hands across his strong chest and flat hard stomach. As I did I waited for him to add his thumb to my clit but he didn't. I pulled away a bit reluctantly after all his fingers did feel pretty good, but they were just a tease as Jack himself had been lately. Jack made a sound of protest as I moved away but that quickly changed as I dropped to my knees between his legs and unsnapped his jeans.

"Ohhh you are feeling good tonight aren't you baby?"

"Oh trust me you'll know how good I feel soon enough honey." I answered with a wink.

I smiled up at him as I reached in and pulled his hard thick cock from his underwear and squeezing it tight gave it a couple of long slow pumps. I flicked my tongue across the tip getting him to moan and twitch his hips. Jack really did have a nice cock probably the biggest I'd seen next to my almost freakishly endowed brother. I licked his shaft up and down a couple of times then paused with my mouth right at the tip.

"Oh come on Megan don't tease me."

Not yet I won't I thought. With no further hesitation I opened my mouth and in one quick motion took him down all the way until I could feel my lower lip touching his balls. For someone so super cool Jack moaned as loud as a teenager. The moaning kept up as I went to work on his cock with a purpose bobbing my head up and down in a quick steady rhythm all the while pumping my hand along his shaft. Oh this nasty girl had a purpose all right. After being very attentive the first few nights the last couple of times Jack had not even gotten me off. He teased and played for awhile then fucked me and that was it. Last time I had asked him to keep playing with me and he claimed he was too tired and I should get going.

This time would be different. I hadn't really been thinking of it earlier but after the second drink it occurred to me that if my own brother had to follow the rule that I always cum first then why shouldn't Jack? After only another minute of me sucking on him with a vengeance I felt Jack's thighs start to tremble and he moaned out;

"Oh yeah baby, damn you can suck cock."

A romantic Jack was not but I would be lying if hearing him say that didn't get me going. Jack would certainly know that I could suck as I had given him an eye rolling blow job each of the last couple of times we'd played and gotten nothing for it. Well not nothing Jack was a decent fuck, but without cumming it was like a sundae without whipped cream. Jack let out another loud moan and started gasping out;

"Oh yeah baby! Just like that just like.... Hey!" He exclaimed as stopping suddenly I removed his cock from my mouth.

"Hey babe I was close."

I smiled up at him and said;

"I think tonight I get to cum first Jack."

"What?" He asked looking at me as if I were nuts.

"That's right Jack you haven't been very good to me the last couple of times after I was very good to you so I think tonight I get mine in advance."

With that I stood up and turning started to walk away.

"Hey where are you going?"

"To lie on your bed so you can come be good to me."

I stopped at the coffee table and picking up the bottle took another swallow then turning walked into his bedroom. I was still wearing the lace panties and I was giving my hips a little extra swing not to mention I'm sure the high heeled boots were doing great things for my legs. Without turning to see if he was following I went into his bedroom and after putting the bottle down on the nightstand lied down on my back. Jack was in the room before my head had settled on the pillow. I slipped my panties off and slowly spread my legs open.

"Come on Jack, come take care of my pretty little pussy with that nice soft tongue of yours."

I pouted and even though he was bit put off Jack had to smile at that. Pausing to strip Jack crawled up the bed and lying between my legs spread my pussy open and started flicking his tongue across my clit.

"Ohhhh yeah that is sooo nice." I told him.

My plan worked pretty damn well as Jack proceeded to do a hell of a job on my pussy. I really thought he would have rushed through but maybe he was trying to prove a point as he really was taking his time getting me close then backing off. After the third time he had me right there he stopped and started to slide up as if he were going to start fucking me, even leaning over to grab a condom from the nightstand. I put my foot up on his chest and held him there.

"Where you going baby? " I asked. "I didn't cum yet."

Jack all but rolled his eyes answering;

"I'll go back I just really want to fuck you right now."

I pushed with my foot.

"You can fuck my hot little pussy after I cum baby. That way it'll be even hotter and wetter for that nice big cock."

That got him. I had never talked like that before. Jack smiled;

"Well when you put it like that I..."

"And you know what else Jack? Forget that damn rubber I just want to feel you."

Screw it. I mean it's not like I could get pregnant, and those things were such a mood killer. Not needing to be told twice Jack went back to my pussy and this time it was him going to town like it was a race. Sliding a finger inside he rapidly swirled his tongue in tight little circles over my swollen clit. As he did I started playing with my nipples. Jack looked up and his eyes widened as he watched me.

"Yeah you like that show Jack?"

"Oh yeah." Jack breathed into my pussy.

After another minute of his furious licking, I felt myself getting ready. In the past I had held back a little not feeling completely at ease tonight however I was feeling damn fine and when I came squeezed my thighs around his head letting out a long loud squeal that I'm sure his neighbors heard.

"Oh that was nice!" I breathed out.

"Now let's see how wet that got you."

At that Jack slid up between my legs and plunged his cock deep inside of my now sopping wet pussy.

"Oh damn!" I moaned out as he began giving it to me with nice long hard thrusts.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and reaching up grabbed him around the neck pulling him down into a long deep kiss. I couldn't believe how good this felt! I was totally relaxed and enjoying every minute of it! I had even played him and gotten exactly what I wanted, no not gotten, taken what I wanted. Jack broke the kiss and smiled down at me as he continued to pound my tight little pussy

"That's it baby," He told me in between panting. "Now we're having fun no?"

"Lean back on your knees and we'll have more." I told him.

Oh yeah, this was the night the nasty girl came out with someone other than her little brother. Jack leaned back as I asked and taking my legs from around his waist I placed one on each shoulder, seeing the leather boots up behind his head was a hell of a turn on, but nothing compared to how fucking good it felt when I angled my hips up and he drove his hard cock even deeper into my pussy than he had before.

"Oh damn Jack!" I exclaimed as he wrapped his hands around my thighs and pulled me up even higher.

"Yeah Megan you like that?"

"Oh fuck yeah!"

I was lying there getting it hard and fast and loving every minute of it! Just as it should be and then Jack uttered those words that never failed to set me off;

"If you think this is good baby then you need to roll over."

With that Jack slipped his cock out and sat back on his knees waiting expectantly. As soon as he had said it my euphoric high slipped away and I felt that all too familiar tightening in my stomach. I gave him what I hoped was a sexy smile and rubbing the heel of my boot along his chest said;

"Come on baby that felt really fucking good just keep giving it to me like that."

"It'll feel even better the other way, come on Megan get on your knees for me."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, my rush suddenly turning into a headache. Jack reached down and grabbing my thigh gave a little push to try to guide me over. As he spoke I swore I could hear an older harsher voice in my head

"Let's go baby, roll over for me." Jack implored me. I said roll over you little bitch!

"No." I said opening my eyes and shaking my head.

This time Jack did roll his eyes;

"Oh for Christ sakes Megan I thought you wanted to have fun tonight!"

I sat up pulling away from him.

"I sucked your cock and I'm naked except for a pair of boots sorry if I'm not enough fun for you Jack."

Here we go I thought another night shot. Jack looked at me for a moment, surprisingly his cock was still hard, and he gave me a little smile.

"Hey Megan you're a hell of a lay really I just want to try it that way that's all."

"Well I don't really feel too good about it." I told him and started to get off the bed ready to concede the night, another casualty of my fucked up past.

Jack reached out and put his hand on my shoulder, and when I stopped slid over and putting his arm around me kissed my cheek, his face smelled like my pussy.

"Hey Megan look we been together a few times, you know I'm not going to hurt you I just want to have a good time with you."

"Yeah?" I asked relieved that he didn't seem angry.

Jack moved my hair and kissed my neck as he did he slid his hand up and started playing with my left nipple causing my breath to catch. Everything had felt so good I didn't want it to stop.

"Yeah baby, just relax and let me try, it'll feel damn good and you know it."

I wanted to I really did. Taking a deep breath and feeling like a pathetic little kid I looked at him and whispered;

"You'll go easy? You promise?"

Jack's answer his- perfectly smooth answer- I would realize later was to gently turn my face up to his and give me a soft sweet kiss.

"As easy as you want me to be." He then flashed that killer smile. "I mean hell Megan I just want to see that fantastic ass of yours up in the air, I mean it's perfect and you know it."

I laughed a little nervously;

"Yeah you like my ass?"

"I do I...hold on"

Jack paused then leaning over grabbed the bottle of brandy and handed it to me. I took it and after hesitating briefly thought fuck it I needed to get past this somehow. I took several long swallows and would have kept going but Jack took the bottle from me.

"Whoa their baby I want you to actually remember this, besides you need to get home tonight."

I nodded closing my eyes for a moment as my head spun. When I opened them I felt calmer, where that uptight feeling had been was now just a warm one. Looking down I saw Jack wasn't fully hard anymore. Which gave me an idea;

"Awww," I cooed. "Somebody's not happy to see me anymore I should fix that."

I bent my head to Jack's lap and sucking his semi hard cock into my mouth started blowing him as hard and fast as I had earlier.

"Ohhh goddamn," Jack moaned as he began running his hands through my hair.

"hmmm mmm" I encouraged sucking faster trying to get him close. The closer he got the less he would be able to fuck me, maybe I could even get him off...
"Whoa," Jack said, as if reading my mind, he placed his hands gently on each side of my face to stop me and eased himself from my mouth.

"Got to save some for that pussy no?" He asked.

Jack got onto his knees on the bed, and after taking another deep breath I rolled over onto my stomach curling my knees under me and pushing my ass into the air.

"Jesus that is one hell of an ass Megan."

Jack came up behind me and true to his word eased himself in slowly.

"Ohhh," I groaned softly. That did feel pretty damn good.

"See baby? Nothing to worry about."

As he spoke Jack began fucking me, not to hard but not exactly slow either. I moaned with each thrust as with my ass up he was going pretty deep as I lied there letting him fuck me I realized that not only was it feeling pretty good but so far I was doing pretty good myself I relaxed more and told him;

"Go ahead give it to me harder."

"There you go baby!"

With that Jack started fucking me harder and faster. I not only started moaning louder but started moving my hips back and forth against his thrusts. Jack moaned in appreciation and started slamming me harder. Oh yes! The nasty girl was finally doing it getting it on her knees and loving it just like the dirty little slut she loved to be! If all it took was a few drinks to get this then I'd start bringing my own damn bottle.

"Yeah you like fucking that pussy Jack?"

"Damn straight!" Jack laughed loving hearing me talk like that.

"Yeah you like that hot ass of mine up in the air?"

"Love it baby! I love it!"

"Then take it!" I told him. "Just go ahead and fuck me just..."

Jack grabbed my hips.Hard

I gasped and started to pull away. Thinking I was just moving with him, Jack squeezed my hips harder and pulled me back into him. "Oh no," I moaned but softly;

"Oh yeah baby your loving that aren't you?"

Jack was holding me still by the hips and fucking me even harder. I started breathing faster and not from being turned on, it's okay I told myself he's just fucking me were having fun. It was no good I was getting nervous, no more than that I was getting scared.

"Jack..." I started then squealed as he reared back and really hammered me. "Ohhh!" I gasped.

"Oh god you feel fucking good!" He exclaimed.

I couldn't stop now, I wouldn't let myself. In my mind that voice was resurfacing again. Just lay still and take it!

"Oh god," I moaned.

Completely caught up and taking it as an expression of pleasure Jack said;

"That's right Megan tell me how much you love it." Go ahead, no one's home and I love it when you scream!

"Grab my shoulders!" I gasped out.

Jack slid his hands to just under my shoulder blades, but it still wasn't helping. The head board had wooden slats, reaching out I wrapped my hands around them squeezing hard. Between moving my hands and Jack pushing on my back my face went down into the pillow and I left it there so he couldn't hear me whimpering as he fucked me. Oh god get it over with I thought. I turned my face and moaned out as sexy as I could;

"Oh Jack give it to me baby! Just give it to me!"

Jack picked up the pace and was now totally fucking the shit out of me. It should have felt fantastic; I should have been stroking my clit and trying to cum. Instead I was sweating with my arms trembling and my hands white knuckled around the headboard.

"Oh damn... Oh goddamn!" Jack was gasping and moaning as he was getting close.

After another moment Jack started to slow down a little trying to put it off.

"No baby!" I cried out. "Please just give it to me!"

"Yeah?" Jack asked caught up in the game, "You want it?"

"Oh god yeah! Oh cum for me Jack!" Oh please just cum!

After another minute that seemed like an eternity Jack gasped and at the last minute pulled his cock out and shot a hot load of cum all over my back directly onto my tattoo from the feel of it.

"Oh fuck..." He gasped. "Oh my god Megan that was fucking great."

I released the headboard, and collapsed face down into the bed panting. I'm sure Jack thought it was from the hard fucking. I was lying here having just gotten the shit fucked out of me covered in cum and instead of feeling like that nasty girl I felt like a scared little kid who needed to go home. Jack had sat back on the bed for a moment catching his breath then I felt him move and a moment later I felt him wiping my back off with something.

"Yeah now tell me that wasn't worth it?"

"Yeah that was something." I managed something we wouldn't be doing again.

As Jack finished wiping me off, I pushed myself up onto my hands and knees and was going to get off the bed but Jack was still kneeling behind me. Before I could say anything he rubbed his still fairly hard cock on the cheek of my ass.

"Shit that ass looks good Megan."

He started whacking his prick against the other side of my ass.

"I have to get going Jack."

"Aw come one Megan I want to go again."

Jack slid his cock along my wet pussy.

"No time Jack, next time I can... hey!" I exclaimed as he tried to work it into my pussy.

I went to sit up just as Jack pushed with his cock again, the tip of it sliding right up to...

"NO!!!" I cried out as I felt his cock at my ass.

I sat up instantly, and as my brother had taught me slammed my elbow backwards. I felt it connect solidly. Jack grunted and fell back away from me.

"Jesus Christ Megan! I..."

"Nothing goes there, ever!!!"

I screamed at him turning around quickly to face him where he was crouched at the foot of the bed holding his ribs.

"Hey Megan easy."

Jack leaned forward to try to put his arm on me. Drawing my leg back I pointed my heeled boot directly at his face ready to kick out at him.

"Don't touch me!"

Unlike Greg, Jack was smart enough to back off. He hopped off the bed and putting both of his hands up said;

"Hey calm down Megan! I'm not going to hurt you." He shook his head. "Christ talk about not being able to handle your booze."

I got off the bed and not bothering to even look for my panties walked past him to head out to the parlor and get dressed. I grabbed my dress off the floor and slipping it on over my head went to get my purse. Jack had come into the room; he had taken a minute to pull his jeans on and looked at me.

"Hey Megan you gonna be okay?"

"I'm fine I..."

I started feeling like an idiot. My face was flushed and I didn't feel good. I thought about calling Mark to pick me up but there would be no way to explain to dad why my car would be here. Besides I was upset and Mark already didn't like me seeing Jack something bad would happen. I looked at Jack and shrugged helplessly.

"I'll be fine I just... I told you I don't like that."

Jack shook his head.

"You liked it just fine Megan I think you're just kind of fucked up. You shouldn't have chugged that bottle like that."

"You're the one that gave it to me remember?"

"Yeah well I thought you could handle it." He shrugged. "My fault I guess."

"No it's..." I started, ready to tell him it was me but then he finished;

"That's what I get for messing with damaged goods."

I had left at that, getting in my car and driving around the corner where I pulled over for a few minutes and cried in frustration and humiliation. I looked up to see a pay phone and realizing that my head was spinning thought again about calling Mark. The phone would wake the folks and there would end up being hell to pay. I rolled the window down letting the cold air blow in my face and pulled away hoping I would make it home without getting pulled over.



To Be Cont..............




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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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Siblings With Benefits



Update-12



I made it home at 10:25, not bad considering. As I pulled in next to my father's Volvo wagon, the one that he had already made us pack so we wouldn't have to in the morning, my first thoughts were to sneak upstairs and slip into Mark's bed. Just curl up with my brother's arms around me and let him make everything better like he always did. That thought quickly faded however as approaching the house I looked up and saw the candle in Mark's window; his signal to me that Krissy was with him.

With a sigh I let myself in and used the bathroom downstairs. I was taking a chance waking dad but didn't want to use the bathroom with Mark's girlfriend in there with him. Not that he would care. The doorknob was missing on his door to the bathroom and he had told me it would turn him on if he knew I was watching, but sweet little Krissy would feel funny if she heard me in there. I had really wanted to take a shower, try to wash the night away, but even that idea was shot now. I did take a minute to splash some cold water on my face, between the adrenalin rush with Jack and the cold air on the ride home my head was pretty much clear.

I removed my boots and crept up the stairs thinking about what a bullshit double standard this was. Under no circumstances was I allowed to have a guy over, not that I hadn't of course- but dad knew Mark had Krissy over sometimes and said it was okay as long as he didn't see her coming or going and of course he better keep it down because after all his sister was in the next bedroom. Wonder what dad would have to say if he knew that most of the time it was me that my little brother had squealing in his bedroom?

I walked quietly down the hallway and paused in front of Mark's door. I could smell Krissy's obsession perfume and could hear her talking quietly; she must have just gotten there. With one last longing look at Mark's door I went into my room where I quickly stripped off my black dress. I was completely naked underneath having left my bra as well as my panties at Jack's. Great, now he had souvenirs, hopefully he wouldn't say anything stupid at work.

I slipped on a black Sabbath t-shirt that belonged to my brother, and sat on the edge of the bed staring at the bathroom door. Although I was upset that I couldn't go in my brother's room, I was happy for Mark that Krissy was there. The two of them had broken up for a couple of weeks in the beginning of December. It had been Mark's fault; he had been getting increasingly cocky lately and had acted like an ass at the last karate tournament. Talking trash, showboating in the ring and going out of his way to embarrass his opponent before hitting him so hard he knocked the kid out, literally, they had needed the salts. Mark had then added to that by flirting with several girls who had been waiting outside for him and right in front of Krissy. Last year Mark had bought Krissy a beautiful emerald ring which she had thrown at him and stormed away in tears.

I had thought Mark would have moved on and gone on the tear that I knew was inevitable, fucking every girl in sight. Instead my brother had spent the next two weeks staring at the ring and moping even turning me down a couple of times before slinking over to Krissy's house and risking her father who hated him and apologizing. Krissy had taken him back and I had been glad. Christmas was a tough time for my brother. His few early ones with our waste of a mother were days like any other we never got anything that I could remember anyways and then Mark spent the next ten in foster homes or group homes.

Mark never said much about it but last year he had broken my heart by telling me that he had never received a gift that had said mom or dad. My parents were as good to him as they were to me but they were Doug and Denise to him. He had however told me that the last couple of years had been much better because he got to be with his sister. Hell I thought this year he had even gotten to fuck her. Still I know the day was tough for him. I could say I had parents he never would be able to. So at least Krissy was here not to mention the fact I was happy she came back because he had spent a ridiculous amount of money on a white gold bracelet for her.

I stared again at the bathroom door thinking of Mark with Krissy, no I told myself I couldn't. A minute later however, I found myself getting up and quietly entering the bathroom. I made my way over to the door on Mark's side and looked down. The doorknob had broken one day and Mark had pulled it out but never bothered to replace it, after all he could care less if his big sister wanted to come in and out of his room. When Krissy was over he would simply throw the small bolt on his side to keep it from opening.

Feeling dirty even by my standards but unable to help myself I knelt on the floor. The hole where the door knob had been was a couple of inches around and Mark's bed was directly across from it. Because he had the room lit by candles and the bathroom was dark I would be invisible even if they had stared directly at the door. There was no chance of that happening however as Mark and Krissy were pretty intent on each other at the moment.

Krissy must have just gotten there. Mark was shirtless wearing just a pair of the karate uniform pants he always slept in, but Krissy was still fully dressed wearing a red sweater and a knee length black skirt. The only thing off so far were her heels which I saw lying next to the bed. They were standing at the foot of the bed, their arms around each other kissing. Mark's hands were around her waist and as I watched he grabbed the bottom of her sweater and lifted it up. Krissy broke the kiss and stepping back put her arms up for him to pull it over her head.

Krissy's long light sandy brown hair cascaded down her bare shoulders and back. She was wearing a sexy red lace bra that looked as if it were straining to contain her more than full tits. Mark started kissing her neck and Krissy lolled her head to the side letting him get at it better. Krissy's hands roamed their way across my brother's muscular shoulders and arms, her long red nails tracing their way down to his forearms then went up to run through his thick black hair.

Mark left her neck and bending his head started kissing her chest down to her bra, then as Krissy giggled Mark dropped to his knees, and as he kissed her soft stomach reached around and slid her skirt down to the floor to expose the matching red panties underneath. Krissy stepped back out of the skirt and as she did reached back and unhooking her bra let it drop. Now of course I had never seen Krissy topless and although I could tell she was well endowed so to speak I couldn't believe how large her tits really were, and firm as despite their size they were standing just about straight up.

As Mark stayed on his knees Krissy said something to him and turned, showing off the back of the panties which were transparent, before she could move Mark grabbed her hips and kissed both of her ass cheeks. Then standing trailed his tongue up along the small of her back and as he stood reached around grabbing her tits. I felt my heartbeat pick up and my breath quicken as Krissy leaned back into my brother and as he played with her nipples and kissed her neck began grinding her ass into his obviously hard cock.

Now I always refer Krissy as either "cute little" or sweet little" and honestly it is because she is extremely sweet and probably the best thing that ever happened to Mark-besides his big sister of course- I've also been friends with her older sister Lisa since I came to live with mom and dad. I guess because of that I always saw her as cute. Well as I stared through my peephole like the nasty girl I was and took in Krissy's all but naked body; cute was definitely off the table.

Krissy was tall, and up until a few months ago had been quite curvy even a little on the chubby side, but had certainly slimmed down, she still had curves but they were in all the right places. Krissy's family had gone to Bermuda for a week as an early family Christmas present and she had gotten one hell of a tan and judging from where the tan lines were, had not been wearing much of a bikini. Krissy's long dark legs were well shaped and she had put blonde high lights in her hair which the sun down there had brought out even more.

Yes little Krissy had become quite the woman, and her body looked damn good up against my brother's who although just eighteen was already one hell of a man. Mark's left hand left Krissy's tit and slid down into her panties, the groan she let out caused my pussy to begin to heat up. Although I had no interest in women I have to say watching Krissy's surprisingly hot body bump and grind on my brother had me going. Mark was obviously working his fingers quickly down there as Krissy started bucking her hips harder and her breath was coming in short little gasps.

Krissy grabbed my brothers forearm, her red nails digging in as she squeezed, her other hand dropped down behind her and started rubbing Mark's cock through his pants. My brother was sucking on her neck as he continued to work both her nipple and her clit. Krissy's legs looked like they were starting to buckle and she let out a long shuddering moan that sent my hand down between my legs to dip into my already slick pussy. As I started rubbing my swollen clit Krissy's moan took on a higher pitch and her legs did start to go, laughing Mark caught her around the waist with the hand that had been on her tit and held her up against him.

Mark pulled his hand from her panties and wrapped both of his arms around her waist. Krissy turned her head to face him and they kissed. Krissy pulled her lips away and whispered something to my brother who smiled and whispered what I heard as;

"Bad girl."

Krissy smiled at him then pulling away from his embrace turned and sitting on the edge of Mark's bed made a come here gesture. His face lighting up in anticipation; Mark stepped up to her. Reaching out Krissy slipped his pants down causing my brothers huge prick to spring free. My fingers sped up as I watched Krissy wrap her hand around Mark's cock and stroke it several times then with a sexy little smile leaned forward and took his cock in her mouth.

Oh yes Krissy was being a bad girl I thought as I watched her slowly work her mouth up and down my brothers cock. Krissy reached around with her hands and grabbed Mark's ass squeezing it as she continued bobbing her head. I began breathing through my mouth as I stared transfixed by the sight of Krissy's lips descending repeatedly on my brother's long hard shaft.

Mark's hands were in Krissy's hair gently holding her head as she slowly blew him. Too slowly I thought as I watched. I knew my brother and could tell that it was taking everything he had not to hold Krissy's head still and fuck her mouth. I knew he wouldn't though. Mark would never fuck his sweet girlfriends face after all wasn't that what his nasty big sister was for? Mark whispered something to her, and Krissy removed his cock from her mouth and looking up at him smiled. Mark started to step back but before he did Krissy playfully flicked her tongue across just the tip of his cock. The surprised moan my brother let out covered up the one I let slip as seeing her do that had sent my fingers plunging into my overheated slit.

Krissy stood up and walked away from Mark around the bed. For a moment I panicked thinking she was headed for the bathroom, but she continued around standing in front of the side of the bed. Mark came around and reached for her, but Krissy pushed his hands away and letting out an adorable little laugh pointed down at the floor. Oh little Krissy had grown up I thought as I watched my brother drop down to his knees in front of her and grabbing her red panties slid them down her legs to the floor.

Looking down at Mark Krissy sat back on the bed and leaning back on her hands brought one long leg up and put her foot on the bed and lifting the other one draped it over Mark's shoulder. With her legs spread open like that I saw Krissy's pussy spread open before me. She had a patch of light brown hair at the top but the rest was smooth and so wet I could see it glistening in the candle light. Mark quickly blocked the view as he moved himself directly between her legs and from the sound of Krissy's sexy little sigh went right to work with that amazing tongue of his.
I was close to cumming but slowed myself down as I watched Krissy pant and moan while Mark sucked on that sopping wet pussy of hers. I was totally turned on by the position she was in, her head was thrown back and her huge tits were heaving. The faster she breathed the faster my fingers went I was turning it into a game trying to cum at the same time she did. Oh Megan I thought you are a nasty fucking whore watching your little brother suck his girlfriend off.

Leaning her weight on one arm Krissy brought her hand around and started running her nails through Mark's hair. My gaze shifted from Krissy's heaving tits to my brother's unbelievably sexy back; the huge goats head in the middle of his tattoo seemed to looking right at me. Krissy then completely surprised me by dropping her other arm so she was on her back and bringing her other leg off the bed wrapped it around his head with her other leg, her ankles crossing behind his neck pulling his face into her pussy.

"Ohhhh you dirty little girl." I whispered softly who'd have thought Krissy could be a wild ride?

"Oh yeah Mark." Krissy moaned out loudly. "Oh please just like that oh don't stop please don't stop"

That sent my fingers into high speed as I could hear the orgasm approaching in Krissy's voice.

"Ohhh, ohhh yes Mark! Yes Yessss!"

Krissy's hand tightened in my brothers hair and I saw her hips push up as that last yes turned into a long loud moan of ecstasy. I bit down on my lip stifling my own squeal as crouched down on one knee on the bathroom floor I pumped my pussy into my fingers while my other hand pinched my swollen clit sending me over the edge with Krissy. I put my head down panting and trying catch my breath, I stayed like that thinking I had gotten off and it was time to go, but then again there was no way I could miss the rest of the show.

I peered back through the hole to see Krissy had turned lengthwise on the bed and was stretching like a satisfied cat arching her tits in the air and watching with a smile on her face as my brother who was at the foot of the bed crawled up between her legs his massive cock pointing down ready to stuff Krissy's tight little box. Lucky little bitch I thought. When Mark was completely over Krissy he lowered himself into her and Krissy closed her eyes and let out a soft moan. Mark slid his arms down underneath Krissy's shoulders so he was lying on top of her and began slowly pumping himself in and out of her. Krissy wrapped her arms around his neck as she did the white gold bracelet he had bought her gleamed in the candle light it was the only thing she was wearing.

Mark bent his head to hers and their lips met and stayed, one long kiss turning into another as my brother using just his hips continued using those long slow strokes. Mark slid his mouth from hers and started kissing her neck. Krissy let her head roll back and I felt myself working up again as I saw the look of absolute pleasure on her face. Krissy's eyes were closed, and she was letting out a little moan each time Mark thrust himself into her. Krissy wrapped her long tanned legs around my brother's and the two of them lied there completely entangled their bodies moving in perfect rhythm.

I kept waiting for them to move, to change positions, for Krissy to either get on top or better yet for my brother to put Krissy on her knees and watch the look on her face as he pounded her from behind. I then realized that they weren't going to. Both of them seemed quite content to stay this way. Mark pushed himself up on his arms so he was looking down at Krissy, and I found myself focused on the look on his face. My brother was staring down at Krissy with the softest sweetest look I had ever seen on his face, a look of love?

I had always mocked my brother for staying with just Krissy-well it's not like he was just with her, he was getting it pretty often from his big sister as well- I told him he was holding himself back that he could be taking any girl he wanted anyway he wanted. God knew there were enough that threw themselves at him. Now as I watched the two of them stare into each other's eyes I realized that I was... jealous yes that was the word. I wasn't jealous that Mark was with Krissy, what got me was that my little brother who in all honesty was probably more broken than I was, somehow was capable of feeling this way ,and I couldn't even spend a night with someone without a problem. No longer horny I watched a little sadly, as Mark made love to his girlfriend. Hell he treated me like a whore, then again that's what I always wanted him to do it's what the nasty girl wanted at least from my brother, but wouldn't it be nice to have this with someone?

Mark started pumping faster and harder and Krissy's moans became louder and started to sound more like whimpers, because of his length I knew first hand Marks cock could rub against my clit as he fucked in that position and apparently he was hitting Krissy's pretty well, because as I watched her head went further back and she started to moan louder as her third orgasm in less than a half hour approached. Mark dipped his head back down and kissed her hard catching her squeals in his mouth as Krissy's hips bucked harder and her legs straightened against his.

Mark's arms tensed up and he pumped Krissy even harder. He broke the kiss and moaned himself. Krissy reached up and pulled him down to her again Mark's face was buried into her neck when his entire body went rigid and he came deep inside of Krissy who had wrapped her legs around my brothers waist drawing him in even deeper as he came. They lied there spent for a moment Krissy playing with Mark's hair. My brother leaned up and looking up at him Krissy whispered;

"I love you Mark I love you with all my heart." My brother smiled sweetly at her with that almost sickening look in his eyes and said;

"I love you too." He kissed her then added softly; "Merry Christmas beautiful."

As Mark leaned down to kiss her again, I stood up and left the bathroom. Somehow I felt dirtier hearing them tell each other I love you then I did watching them fucking. With a pang of loneliness I sat on my bed and picking up the ratty Scooby doo that mom had bought me when I was ten hugged it close to me. I felt like a sad little girl; I'd had a bad night and all I wanted was my little brother who was in the arms of his loving girlfriend.

Speaking of, that made me feel worse. I was well aware that although Mark and I loved being together it was wrong. Well not from my end as Mark was the only guy who made me feel wanted. Seeing Mark with Krissy however made me realize he had a chance. My brother could be normal, have a nice girlfriend, a great career, and leave all of his baggage behind him. That would never happen however if we kept it up, as much as he cared for Krissy he would never choose her over his big sister.

If I was a better person, a selfless one who only cared about what was doing the right thing for her brother I would stop sleeping with him. I would tell him it was just kind of a phase and we needed to call it quits, go with Krissy and be happy. That's what a good person would do and my brother deserved to be happy. I wasn't that person and I knew it. I needed my brother. Tonight was a perfect example from the first hint of nervousness at Jack's all I could think of was Mark and how bad I needed to be with him.

It wouldn't always be like this I'm sure but for now I had to keep Mark with me, to be his favorite, the one he needed the most. Mark and I were both beautiful, there would be others for both of us, plenty of them but right now we needed each other. I leaned back up against my wall hugging Scooby and waited to hear Krissy leave. We had to get up at 4am so Mark couldn't let her stay long. I looked over at the clock and saw it was eleven thirty there wouldn't be much sleep tonight. I closed my eyes and put my head down into the stuffed animal pretty much feeling bad for myself.

The next time I looked up it was midnight. Had I not heard Krissy leave? I got up and going into the bathroom bent over to look into Mark's room. Krissy was still there, the two of them lying propped up on the pillows, Krissy's head was on Mark's chest and she did not seem to be leaving anytime soon. I stood up and now found myself getting angry, hell I couldn't even have anybody here at all my brother could have a fucking sleepover. Enough was enough; I needed my brother. Keeping my eye to the hole I reached up and knocked, getting a kick out of watching Krissy jump, sitting straight up she pulled the blanket up to her tits and stared at the bedroom door.

"It's just my sister." Mark told her.

As I saw Mark get up and slip his pants on I stood up. Mark opened the door and stared at me. He did not look happy.

"What Meg?" he asked.

"I need to talk to you." I said then before he could answer poked my head into the room.

"Hi Krissy!" I said with a big smile and wave.

As usual Krissy blushed pulling the covers tighter around her.

"Hi Megan." She answered softly with a nervous little wave.

"Don't feel funny hon," I told her. "You guys are old enough; by the way I love your hair."

"Yeah that's great sis, let's go." Mark told me and grabbing my arm pulled me into the bathroom with him and shut the door.

"Hi little brother!" I said and before he could answer kissed him quickly on the lips.

"You taste like your girlfriend." I told him smiling.

"And you taste like booze." Mark replied wiping the smile off my face.

"Yeah well I was you know..."

"With Jack yeah I know, so does everyone at Vinnie's just hope Doug doesn't ever know."

"Yeah okay well..."

"What is it Megan? I mean why would you knock like that?"

I looked at Mark, I had been ready to tell him I needed to be with him, but now between that crack he had made and the fact he seemed pissed I felt like a jerk.

"Sorry Mark I was just wondering when she was leaving."

"Why?"

"Well we need to get up early so you know she can't stay and..."

"Krissy will leave when she leaves Megan okay? It's not your problem."

"I..." I put my head down. "I just had a bad night that's all."

Mark rolled his eyes at me.

"Of course you did, because Jack's an asshole, he's too old for you and he's slipping you booze so he can slip you something else."

"Thanks dad!" I snapped at him.

"Hey Megan it's your choice." He shrugged. "But just because Jack the stud flopped again doesn't mean you need to cut my night short."

I stared hard at him.

"Sorry little brother, I just didn't want to see you get in trouble is all. You do what you want."

"I will." Mark replied calmly then leaning over he made a show of sniffing my face.

"And speaking of trouble if you want to stay out of it, brush your damn teeth you smell like that shit."

Mark then smirked as he finished;

"And the booze."

With that the turned and walked out of the bathroom closing the door in my face. I stood there feeling my cheeks flush at first with anger then embarrassment. Mark was right I looked like a cheap whore going with Jack and other people did know about it. I had just wanted to have fun and Jack was hot and the night really hadn't been his fault it had been me and...

Damaged goods.

I went back to my bed and threw myself on it. Picking up Scooby again and curling into a ball facing the wall I started crying. I had to keep it down. I didn't want Mark to hear or my parents who finally after years of it had let me stop counseling a few months ago because I told them I was fine. Yeah I was fine alright sobbing into a stuffed animal because I couldn't lay down with my brother. Never mind the fact I had come within seconds of kicking Jack's eye out. I was just fucking peachy.

I must have cried myself to sleep as I jumped awake at the sound of Mark's voice saying my name from next to me. I sat up quickly my heart pounding.

"Easy sis." Mark whispered putting his hands out.

Mark knew better than to try to touch me when I woke up like this. He knew because he was the same way. My brother had accidently given my father a hell of a swollen jaw when he had tried to shake him out of a nightmare once. I caught my breath and taking a second to let my heart stop pounding said;

"Hey little brother."

"You okay Meg?"

I nodded.

"Yeah I guess I'm sorry about..."

Mark waved his hand to stop me.

"No sis I'm sorry. I was a prick you said you had a bad night and I blew you off and said some stupid shit. I'm sorry."

He leaned over and kissing my cheek put his arm around me.

"So you okay sis really?"

I smiled and leaning into him put my head on his shoulder.

"I am now little brother."

Mark laughed softly.

"What?"

"You look cute cuddled up with old Scoob here."

"Don't make fun." I told him even though I was smiling.

"So what happened Meg?" Mark asked sounding serious now. "Jack didn't hurt you did he?"

"No nothing like that it was the usual I guess."

I spent a few minutes giving Mark the gist of what had happened including the last thing Jack had said.

"Fuck him." Mark snapped. "I'll turn him into damaged goods."

"Easy little brother. You said it yourself my dumb ass went there in the first place. Anyway it was just really frustrating and embarrassing."

I paused and turning my head kissed his neck.

"I'm sorry I barged in on you and Krissy though I shouldn't have done that."

"Yeah well maybe not but I shouldn't have snapped at you."

Mark sighed.

"It's just... well we had broken up and then they went on the trip and I could only see her for a little while on Christmas eve and that was at her house in front of her father. So tonight was kind of important I'm... you know trying to make things right."

"Seemed like you did a pretty good job." I told him.

"I guess," Mark started then said. "How do you know?"

Shit! I thought.

"I... well I mean she was naked in your bed Mark that's a pretty good sign."

Mark pulled away from me and looked at me. I wouldn't meet his eyes.

"Megan were you spying on us? I know you came home right after she came over."

"I... well..." I could feel myself blushing then looked up at him and whispered;

"Yeah I did, the whole thing. Sorry,"

Mark looked at me and at first I thought he was pissed then he grinned and asked;

"Did it get you hot?"

"Damn straight it did." I smirked at him. "Tell you what Mark little Krissy ain't so little anymore and she's a naughty little thing isn't she?"

"I've been working on it." He said then sighed.

"Megan I really am sorry that I was mean to you. You needed me and I was an ass."

Once again he put his arm around me and kissed the top of my head.

"That's okay Mark you're here now. Maybe you can sleep in here with me? I really want to be close to you."

Mark moved my hair and kissed my cheek, then my neck.

"Yeah? You want to be close sis?"

"mmmm" I moaned as while he continued to kiss my neck his hand slid under my shirt to my left nipple giving it a squeeze.

"Yeah? You want your little brother to make things better Meg?"

"I..."

Mark cut me short by turning my face up to his and kissing me his hand sliding up through my hair as his other continued to play with my tit. Oh yes! I thought this was just what I needed! This... I paused as I realized I could faintly smell Krissy on Mark's face. Not that it was necessarily a turn off, but it reminded me of something.

"Hey." I said pushing Mark back a little.

"What's the matter?"

"Well you know Mark we were both just with somebody else and you know we said we would never on the same night if we did... what?" I asked noticing Mark smirking.
"Well sis. It's after Midnight now which technically means it's another day."
With that he started sliding his hand down from my tit ran it down across my stomach towards my pussy. I laughed at that.
"You will make a good lawyer someday!" I paused to moan as his hand found my pussy and started to stroke it.
"But still Mark I mean you know it's kind of you know?"
I shrugged not knowing how to say it, but we'd both just had others and ... Mark grinned again and standing extended his hand.
"I know what you're saying sis. Come with me."
I took my brothers hand and let him lead me into the bathroom where he turned on the shower. I laughed delightedly as he stripped his pants off then grabbing my nightshirt tugged it up. I raised my arms letting him take it off of me. Then after checking the water Mark held the curtain open while I stepped in then got in behind me. I let my hair get wet then moved to let the water hit him. I turned to face him and we kissed under the warm water our arms around each other's waists.
Mark grabbed my shoulders and turning me around so my back was to him, reached down and grabbing the body wash I kept in there put some in his hands and began slowly soaping up my body. Mark took his time massaging it into my back then reaching around rubbed his hands across my stomach and my tits before dropping to his knees and starting at my feet worked his way up to my ass. I spread my legs apart and groaned as Mark gently washed my pussy his thumb paying extra attention to my clit.
The soap made everything slippery and it was such a tease but it felt amazing. Mark stood up and taking the shampoo proceeded to take his time lathering my hair by running his fingers through it repeatedly.
"Ohh that is sooo nice Mark." I told him
I had never been pampered like this before. This was even better than the back rubs he had given me before. Mark gently turned me to face him so my back was to the water and reaching behind my head just as slowly rinsed my hair. As he did so I took the soap from the shelf and started to rub it into his shoulders and chest. My hands trailed down his amazingly hard stomach and of course down to his even harder cock.
Using both hands on his huge prick I lathered it up stroking it up and down. I felt his hips twitch and he groaned;
"Oh damn sis that feels good."
"Yeah little brother?" You like you're dirty sister getting you clean?"
"Oh yeah." He moaned.
Mark finished with my hair and we switched as I did his. I continued to stroke his cock with one hand while running my fingers through his hair with the other. Mark was groaning and his hips were starting to twitch. I didn't want him cumming yet so I stopped and used both hands to finish his hair. I moved to rinse it and stepping back held his cock while I used the water to rinse the soap off. I looked up at Mark and smiled at him, oh this was so what I needed!
Mark took my face in his hands and kissed me. Trust me we had kissed plenty but this one seemed different. Usually we kissed quickly and passionately, but would let our lips wander elsewhere. This kiss was different. Mark held my lips with his own sliding them gently back and forth across mine his tongue flicking out playfully here and there to catch my own. I wrapped my arms around his neck as his slid around my waist and we held each other tightly under the wonderfully steamy water.
We broke the kiss and I found myself staring into my brothers gorgeous golden green eyes, he smiled at me and I thought not for the first time that Mark really was beautiful. His hands slid up from my waist and started teasing my nipples with his fingers. I gently pushed his hands away and with a wink slid down to my knees and with no hesitation took that rock hard cock into my mouth. All the way down the length of his shaft until my lips touched the base. Mark let out a sound like a whimper as holding it there I shook my head slowly back and forth my tongue swirling around his shaft the entire time.
I pulled his cock out with a loud slurping sound then looking up at him swirled my tongue around his tip just as Krissy had done. My little brother wasn't doing to bad for himself getting his cock sucked by two hot girls within a couple of hours. I quickly sucked his wet cock back into my mouth and started bobbing my head steadily up and down using my hand as well jerking him off as I blew him. Mark moaned again and gasped out;
"Easy sis I can't..."
I stopped and looked up at him.
"Don't worry about it little brother your nasty big sister wants to suck you off in the shower so you just enjoy."
"Oh damn." Mark whispered then moaned again as I resumed my rapid sucking of his cock.
It didn't matter that Mark had already cum with Krissy and that I was going to get him off now. My little brother would still be able to fuck his needy big sister in a little while. Christ one night a few weeks ago when the folks went away we had done it five times. I started taking Mark deeper and as I jerked his cock made a twisting motion with my wrist. Mark's thighs were beginning to tremble as he reached down and started to run his hands through my wet hair. Remembering watching him with Krissy, I stopped and looking up said.
"Go ahead Mark; I'm not your girlfriend. Go ahead and fuck my mouth, just grab my hair and give it to me!"
Mark pushed his cock down my throat and started slowly fucking my face. I put my hands on his hips to stop him and once again looked up at him.
"I said fuck my face Mark. Don't hold back; fuck your nasty sister's mouth until you cum down her fucking throat!"
That was all he needed. Mark grabbed two handfuls of my hair and started slamming his cock in and out of my mouth, hard and deep, I tilted my head back to take him even deeper and as I did I thought;
Look at yourself you dirty little whore! On your knees twice in the same night. Sucking two different cocks and the second one wasn't just any cock was it? Oh no this cock was my little brothers cock, my favorite cock. My pussy was so hot I could feel it throbbing oh I needed to cum again, that's okay my brother would take good care of my needy little pussy as soon as his big sister finished blowing him in the shower.
Mark let out a gasp and after several more hard pumps exploded into my waiting mouth. The first spurt of cum came when he was pulling his cock back and there was so much of it he pushed some of it out of the sides of my mouth as he shoved it back in. Mark kept pumping and cumming I moaned around his amazing cock at the sensation of that hot thick cum sliding down my throat, oh yeah you nasty fucking girl! Mark finished pumping and I slid his cock out of his mouth and got a priceless little whimper out of him as I sucked hard on just the tip and got another couple of drops as a reward.
"Oh Megan." He sighed leaning against the wall panting.
"That's right little brother," I told him as I wiped the cum from my lips. "You never forget who takes the best care of that big dick of yours."
I stood up and shut the water off. Mark stepped past me and out of the shower. Grabbing a towel he held it out for me. Laughing I stepped into it and stood there thoroughly enjoying it as he wrapped it around me and gently patted me dry. After quickly drying himself off, Mark put his arm around my shoulders, and reaching down surprised me by sweeping his arm behind my knees picking me up off the floor. I laughed like a little girl as Mark carried me back into my bedroom and placed me on the bed.
Mark went to get up on the bed with me but laughing I sat up and as Krissy had done pointed at the floor. Mark rolled his eyes and I laughed again.
"Okay little brother just take care of me up here."
I laid back and putting one foot up against the wall next to my bed opened my other leg wide and reaching down spread my pussy in eager anticipation of my brothers tongue. Mark went at my pussy the way I had devoured his cock. Sliding up between my legs he immediately plunged two fingers into my steaming pussy while his lips locked around my clit and started sucking it in and out of his mouth. Oh damn that felt good! Each time Mark sucked my clit into his mouth his tongue would tease across it making me twitch and moan.
"Oh that's right Mark suck that pussy," I looked at him and couldn't resist. "So whose pussy tastes better little brother?"
Mark looked up and smiled stopping his sucking long enough to look me in the eye and whisper;
"Why my big sisters pussy of course." He gave another lick and added; "My favorite pussy."
"Oh good answer! Now go ahead Mark I don't want to be teased, get your big sister off in your face so you can fuck the shit out of her!"
I let out a squeal as Mark removed his fingers and plunged his tongue into my hot little pussy. As he did he pinched my clit between his fingers and rolled it between his finger tips.
"Oh yes!" I groaned out trying to keep it down.
Mark switched off again, fingers sliding in and out and his tongue tracing hard circles over my sensitive clit. Mark sped everything up and I was right on the edge. Just then Mark slid his other hand up and slid a finger into my ass, the same spot that Jack had almost lost an eye over. I turned my head and squealed into my pillow. My hips left the bed and my thighs trapped Mark's face between them as I arched my back while wave after wave of pleasure raced through my body. I finished twitching and dropped my legs from around brother's head, or tried to.
Sliding up Mark grabbed my left ankle and using my leg as a handle pulled it around turning me onto my side. My right leg between his, Mark slid up into me, my left leg straight up against his chest.
"Oh Fuck!" I cried out.
Then grabbing my pillow bit into it as at that angle Mark began slamming his massive cock deep inside of me. Oh my fucking god he was going deep. We had never tried this one before. As Mark fucked the shit out of me I could feel his balls sliding along my leg. Mark looked down at me and smiled;
"Scissors." He said.
I let go of the pillow and laughed in between moans.
"Okay porn star." I told him.
Mark slammed me like that a few more times it felt great but I knew what I really wanted.
"Let me get on my knees."
Mark never had to be told twice. Grabbing my ankle again Mark simply turned me the rest of the way over onto my stomach. I pushed my ass up into the air and squealed into the pillow again as Mark buried his cock so deep inside I could feel his balls hit me.
"Oh god yes!" I moaned.
Mark started slamming me even harder than he had before. He had cum twice so there was no way this would be quick. As I lied there loving every second of it Mark continued to give it to me with long hard steady thrusts. I groaned and whimpered with every one of them. This is how it should be I thought the nasty girl getting hers nice and hard and fast!
Mark grabbed my hips, hard.
"Oh yes!" I told him. "Oh yes give it to me little brother give your sister what no one else can!"
That's right no fear, no inhibitions just on my knees getting fucked by the one man I knew would never hurt me. I reached down between my legs and started stroking my clit going for my fourth orgasm of the night. Mark switched his hands to my back and going into a push up position started shoving me into the bed forcing me to bounce back up into his hard thrusts.
"Oh fuck yeah little brother!"
Mark was pounding me harder than he ever had, and I could feel my orgasm racing through. It had better be quick as Mark gasped and then let out that tiny little whimper that he always made when he was going to cum really hard. The two of us came together. I had just bit down into the pillow and straightened my legs when I felt the first hot spurt of my brothers cum enter my overheated pussy. Our hips ground together as we both groaned and our bodies finished convulsing.
Mark let his weight go lying on my back. I smiled as I felt his heart pounding against my back and heard his breathing in my ear. Mark rolled over onto his back next to me panting. I rolled over as well so my head was resting on his chest.
"Oh little brother how I needed that!" I told him.
"That's what I'm here for." He said still trying to catch his breath.
"Yeah you here to fuck the shit out of me?"
"Well yeah, but that's not all I'm here for." "Really?"
Mark nodded, then with a groan slid out of the bed.
"Where you going?" I asked.
Mark didn't answer. He went over to my bedroom door and checked to make sure it was locked then went into the bathroom he came out with his pants on and my nightshirt in his hand. No matter how tired we were or how good lying there felt we could never forget. Not that the folks ever just walked in but you never knew and at least with clothes on we'd have some type of excuse. I sat up and slipped the shirt on.
"Now," Mark began. "I'll show you what else I'm here for; roll over on your side sis."
I lied down on my side facing the door and Mark slid behind me his back against the wall. I felt something soft press against my arm.
"Now here," Mark said. "You hold Scooby."
I laughed and taking Scooby tucked him into my chest like I used to when I was little. Mark then slid his arm under my neck so I was nestled into him and put his other arm around my waist.
"And I hold you. Isn't that how it works?"
I didn't answer right away. I was overwhelmed by the emotion of how good this felt. How it was exactly what I needed. Mark might fuck me like a nasty girl but when he held me it was the sweetest thing I ever felt. No, I thought I couldn't let this go not yet, not for awhile not until I could be this way with someone else.
"Meg you okay?"
"Yeah Mark I'm fine." I whispered.
"That you are." He laughed then kissed me sweetly on the back of the neck.
"Do that again." I told him.
Mark did and I sighed contentedly.
"Mark?"
"Yeah sis?"
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For this, for everything,." I paused. "For wanting me even though I'm damaged goods."
"Well hey sis if you are then so am I."
Mark paused then added quietly.
"Were like two pieces of a broken vase. On our own were a mess but put us together and were okay."
Where that had come from I don't know but it did make sense. I nestled myself back into Mark even closer and whispered;
"Then we'll just have to stay together then."
"Always sis, always."
"Promise?"
"Promise, now go to sleep we get up in three hours."
He kissed my neck again and started our ritual;
"Sweet dreams my sister."
I smiled as once again my brother had made everything okay.
"Good night my beautiful little brother." …………………………..(12)


To Be Cont............


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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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Stories:-


A Boy In Babeland - Cheerleader - A Back Rub For Julia - All About Simon - Big Girls Don't Cry - After School Job - Anjali’s Evening Out - House Party with my wife - My wife Bela - Yashodhara's Descent - Good Wife - Cooling Off - Beautiful Housewife Banged - A Remarkable Phase of My Life - A Different Party - A Hero's Welcome - KAMINA (In Hindi) - The Private Party - My Roommate Takes My Girlfriend - Madhu's Job - Doctoring Brother - Forcely Fucked In Trial Room - Husband’s Roommate - Oh….Ashley (Running) - 3 Days of Watching My Wife Fuck - Al Andalus
- Siblings With Benefits(Running)
- Meri Bebak Biwi (Hindi Font).....Running

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