Siblings With Benefits

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Siblings With Benefits



Chapter-12.....Cont.....



I opened my eyes slowly and winced at the throbbing in my head which I'm sure had something to do with the brandy from last night. The fact that according to the annoying red numbers on my alarm clock it was 3:45 in the morning didn't help either especially since Mark and I hadn't gone to sleep until one am. I sighed, well it's not like I hadn't functioned on less sleep, then again I thought most days didn't involve an impending sixteen hour drive to North Carolina. The only good thing was that according to dad's "schedule" I wasn't due to take the wheel until early afternoon so maybe I could nap in the back seat, just stretch my feet across Mark's lap and nod off.

Speaking of my little brother I looked over at him and smiled. I was lying on my side and Mark was on his back with his head turned towards me. Mark was still asleep and I enjoyed watching him. My brother usually has a serious expression on his face accompanied by an intense stare that gives him the appearance of always being pissed. Asleep however, with his features completely relaxed my brother really was beautiful. Not for the first time I was struck by how much we resembled each other. The same thick jet black hair, high cheek bones, and perfectly even features, even our eyes, although different colors were equally intriguing. My own that were so light blue they were all but transparent, and Mark's bizarre shade of greenish gold that changed colors.

My lips were much fuller of course and unlike my ivory skin tone, Mark was darker with a hint of an olive complexion. Our parents were both Irish and I guess some of the Celtics had a bit of color to them while the rest were fair. Reaching out I gently ran my fingers through his hair along his temple. Mark made that adorable little noise he always did in his sleep and nuzzled his face into the pillow. My smile widened; who'd have thought my bad ass little brother could be so damn cute sometimes? I repeated the motion and as Mark cooed again this time I frowned. I had pushed harder with my fingers and I could feel the outline of the long scar under my brother's hair just below his temple.

When he was fifteen Mark's foster father at the time; an animal named Max had been doing cocaine on a silver platter. Mark had come into the room and as usual Max had hit him, when Mark fell he hit the plate spilling the coke. Enraged Max then took the plate and smashed it into my brother's head. Mark had suffered a fractured skull and had to have a metal plate inserted in his head, he had been in a coma for three days before finally waking up with miraculously no permanent damage. Not that the Doctor's had been able to determine that right away as it would be over two weeks before Mark would say so much as a single word. This was traced back to the fact that the police who had investigated the case had found out that my brother as well as another foster child who lived there were beaten for speaking in Max's presence.

It was little wonder Mark had nightmares and difficulty sleeping. It was those dreams however as well as my own that led us to start sleeping together in the first place. It was rare that either of us would have a nightmare if we were in bed together. In the six months that we had been having sex it had not happened at all. So to me as wrong as most people would say our relationship was, how could it be that bad if we felt so good together? Speaking of feeling good together, as much as I looked forward to seeing my uncle Ray for the first time in two years it meant that for the next three to four days Mark and I wouldn't be able to even sleep together let alone fuck, so maybe a little good morning quickie was in order.

Leaning forward I kissed Mark on the lips. His eyes opened slowly and he smiled at me.

"Morning little brother." I whispered and kissed him again.

"You look adorable like that." He said.

"Like what?"

"You and scoob."

I realized that I was still holding the stuffed Scooby Doo doll from last night. Mark reached out and touched it.

"You look like a cute little kid."

"Oh yeah?" I took his hand and removing it from the doll placed it on my tit.

"Still just cute?" I asked.

"Hell no." Mark replied as he began toying with my nipple through my t-shirt.

I reached down under the covers and grabbed his cock which told me that Mark was more than ready to get some of his big sisters pussy.

"How about I lose scoob, you lose your pants and you fuck the shit out of me?"

I tossed the doll off the bed and sitting up stripped off my t-shirt. Mark slipped his pants off and as I rolled over onto my back started sucking on my left tit his hand going down and his fingers finding my wet pussy.

"Oh, that's nice little brother but just fuck me! We don't have much time and..."

As if right on cue the two of us jumped at the sound of dad knocking loudly on Mark's bedroom door.

"Hey Mark! You up and moving?"

"Shit!" Mark exclaimed as he all but through himself out of my bed.

Grabbing his pants he covered the distance between my bed and the bathroom in three long steps. As soon as he entered he yelled;

"I'm in the bathroom!"

"Alright!" Dad called out. "Were leaving in a half hour, so stay out of the mirror!"

Mark ignored that. My dad was constantly riding him about being a "pretty boy". My heart still pounding I jumped out of bed quickly and tossing my shirt back on unlocked my bedroom door. I had no sooner taken my hand off the knob when dad knocked on my door.

"You up honey?"

I opened the door.

"How could I not be?"

Dad grinned and shrugged.

"Yeah guess that was a little loud."

"Just a little." I said then gave him a big hug.

"I'm looking forward to seeing uncle."

"Me too and your cousins are dying to meet lover boy in there."

Uncle Ray had two kids Jake and Malorie who were 21 and 19. Spending a few years with no family I had always gotten quite a kick out of them referring to me as their cousin and not only had I been Uncle Ray's niece since day one but a week after I was officially adopted he became my godfather.

"Not so sure he's looking forward to it though," Dad continued. "He kept trying to get out of the trip."

"Well you know he's still a little shy sometimes dad."

"Oh please hon, he wanted the house to himself so Krissy could move in for the week."

"Probably, but speaking of moving." I told him.

Dad laughed and went back downstairs. I put the light on to get dressed. It was going to be a long trip in the car, but I wanted to look good for my uncle so I chose a red blouse and matching skirt that mom had bought me for Christmas. I put on a pair of short heels, it was winter but I would be in the car most of the day so it wouldn't be like I was walking around and I knew Mark would love me in this outfit, probably even get a hard on or two in the back seat. Speaking of I was pretty horny myself at the moment. I shouldn't have spent so much time looking at him, should have just woke him up with my tits in his face and fucked him.

It was Wednesday and the plan was to get to Uncle's by 7 tonight stay through Sunday, and leave first thing Monday morning, as mark and I didn't have classes and dad had taken some vacation days. Best case scenario my poor little pussy wouldn't be getting any attention that wasn't from my own fingers anyway until Sunday night. I thought about sitting on the bed and getting myself off now, take the edge off and maybe help me fall asleep in the car, but looking at the clock it would be a matter of minutes before dad would start yelling that we had to get moving. With a sigh I went over to the bureau where I brushed out my hair and put on a bit of makeup including Mark's favorite shade of red lipstick. Why I was out to tease my brother this morning I wasn't sure but I suppose if I had to be horny then it was only fair he saw what he was missing as well.

I heard dad start up the Volvo station wagon and grabbing my jacket went downstairs. Dad had just come in and mom was wandering around making sure everything was locked up. I gave her a kiss good morning and she gave me a forced smile. Mom did not get along with my aunt Karen at all and wasn't completely thrilled about the trip. I knew she was also a bit pissed because she hated long rides and had wanted to leave yesterday and do a night at a hotel on the way, but dad had insisted on driving. Too bad because as soon as I had heard hotel I had started thinking of all the fun I could have had with my little brother. Speaking of, Mark came down stairs dressed in black slacks and a charcoal gray dress shirt that Denise had bought him. Mark looked damn good dressed up; the shirt showing off his broad shoulders and the slacks his narrow waist.

Dad came back in and walking by Mark made a show of sniffing.

"Damn Mark you're going to stink up the car." He paused then asked; "Do you have gel in your hair?"

"Yeah why?" Mark asked as he grabbed the black leather jacket I had bought him for Christmas from the chair and put it on.

Dad shook his head.

"Only women put shit in their hair I'm starting to wonder about you Mark."

Before my brother could reply mom put her hand to his face and said;

"Leave him alone Doug, it's not his fault he's so good looking."

"Mama's boy." Dad muttered "Okay let's get going."

As I put my jacket on Mark walked past and pausing, leaned over and whispered in my ear;

"You look absolutely beautiful Meg."

With that he gave me a kiss on the cheek. For whatever reason that caught me a bit off guard and I felt myself blushing. I turned to him and gave him a hug.

"Oh how sweet!" Moms voice came from the doorway. "Look up you two."

Mom had the new camera dad had bought her. Staying as we were still hugging Mark and I turned to face her cheek to cheek and smiled.

"That's going to come out wonderful." Mom said. "Isn't it Doug?"

"Yeah," Dad said from just outside."I just can't tell who's prettier. Now let's get going."

We drove the first hour in silence. Dad had the oldies station on softly, mom was asleep and Mark was... well it was hard to tell where Mark was. His eyes were open but I really don't think he was anywhere to be found. My brother had spent years barely speaking and could vanish inside his own head for hours at a time. I was tired from lack of sleep but couldn't seem to drift off. I found myself thinking about Jack last night which got me a little down. Thoughts of Jack led to the rest of the night however and I found myself thinking of Mark and Krissy. I couldn't get the image of Krissy with her legs up on my brother's bed and his face buried between her thighs that look of ecstasy on her face. God I was horny. I also realized I was quite cold; maybe the skirt hadn't been such a good idea after all.

"Hey dad," I called out to the front seat. "You got the heat on?"

"I do, but if you're still cold hon, there's a blanket on top of the bags in the back."

I turned to look and found an old blue blanket that I grabbed and draped over my lap and legs. I looked over at Mark and started thinking about the way he had felt in the shower last night. How incredible his soapy hands had felt all over my body and how hard he had cum in my mouth. I was getting wet at this point and needed to get off in the worst way. To the point I found myself wondering if there was a way I could get my fingers in my panties. Probably not, damn pantyhose! I spent the next half hour desperately trying not to think anything dirty but as usual once on the subject of sex I just couldn't stop. I kept replaying last night in my head.

"Hey guys," Dad said from the front. "Were coming up on a rest stop, I'm going to grab some coffee so if you want anything or gotta go now's the time."

We pulled into the rest stop. Mom stayed in the car fast asleep and Mark remained in his trance. I got out, more to stretch my legs, but figured it would be awhile before we stopped again so decided to try to use the bathroom. As I entered the stall I thought again how horny I was but masturbating in a public bathroom was a bit much even for me. However... No I thought I couldn't, it was too chancy and Mark might not... oh who was I kidding little brother went along with whatever his big sister wanted and it would be dark for at least another hour. Finally realizing that I was getting wet at just the thought of what I what I wanted to do. I decided to go for it.

Locking the stall door I quickly kicked off my shoes, stripped off my pantyhose and sliding off my black panties rolled them up and tucked them into the waistband of my skirt under my blouse. I put the pantyhose back on and just before pulling them up all the way poked a hole in them with my fingernails and ripped the crotch open. After pulling them up I couldn't resist slipping my fingers inside of my all but dripping pussy. On the way out I gave my clit a little rub with my thumb that sent a shudder through me. Oh this was going to good.

I got back to the car just as dad did and getting into the back seat placed the blanket back over my lap again. Mark glanced over at me and I flashed him a huge smile, his eyes narrowed suspiciously then he shrugged and pulled out a hand held video game that played nothing but word games. Sometimes Mark was such a geek, but that was okay I'd be giving him something else to be playing within a few minutes. I waited until dad got back on highway and became absorbed in driving; mom was still asleep or maybe just pretending to be because she was a little pissed off at dad. I turned to Mark and loud enough for dad to hear asked;

"Hey Mark?"

"What?"

"I can't get comfortable can I put my legs across your lap?"

Mark rolled his eyes;

"I suppose."

"Thanks little brother!"

I put my back up against the door and swung my legs across the seat and into his lap. I slid down a little so that I knew Mark could reach when the time came. Mark grunted;

"Ow Meg, take your damn heels off."

I smiled as I heard dad laugh softly from up front and of course was more than happy to slide my heels off. I knew full well Mark couldn't resist the feel of my feet in pantyhose and sure enough after taking a minute to pull the blanket across his lap so my feet were covered his hands slid underneath and started massaging my feet. I sighed softly so he knew I was enjoying it not as much as he was however as I could already feel his hard on pressing against the back of my calf through his slacks. After a couple of minutes of letting myself relax and enjoy the foot rub I slid my panties out of my waist band and reaching under the covers pushed them against Marks arm.

Mark let go of one of my feet and grabbed the panties, as it dawned on him what he was holding he looked over at me his eyes wide. I smiled at him, and grabbing his arm pulled his hand along my leg sliding it under my skirt to reach my bare pussy. The look on his face as he turned towards me was priceless. I nodded at him and winked, Mark gestured towards the front seat where dad was driving and shook his head. I pouted and lifted my hips up off the seat causing my wet pussy to rub along his hand. I pouted and mouthed the word;

"Please?"

Mark hesitated; I could practically see the wheels spinning. Unlike me Mark thought things through,and worried more about getting caught. On the other hand as I rubbed my leg slowly back and forth I could feel how swollen his cock was. I watched as the struggle went on for a few more seconds then taking the fingers that I had shoved into my pussy I quickly stuck them under his nose. After only a few seconds I took them away enjoying the look of lust in my brother's face at just that little whiff of his sister's pussy. It was all over now, deliberately looking straight ahead so dad would see him in the rear view mirror if he looked, and Mark slowly slid two fingers inside of my hot little pussy.

I let out a low sigh then bit down on my lip as Mark added his thumb, moving it in slow circles over my extremely sensitive clit. Oh yeah, I thought as I closed my eyes this is soooo what I needed. Mark was working his fingers and thumb slowly, trying not to make the blanket move too obviously. I pulled my hands from underneath the covers and folded them in my lap so they were on top of his arm. Mark sped up his fingers, it felt incredible but was still a tease, I started sliding my hips back and forth as much as I dared helping to push his fingers in deeper. I let out a very soft whimper that I could tell by the way Mark glanced over he had heard.

I opened my mouth and started to breathe heavier, as Mark's slow movements were finally getting me close. I straightened my legs, my feet pushing against the door next to Mark, and I could feel my thighs starting to tremble. At that moment dad hit a bump that jolted the car causing Mark to drive his fingers deep into my pussy. I let out a startled yelp that to me at least definitely sounded like a moan of pleasure.

"What?" Dad said from the front.

Without missing a beat Mark said;

"Bless you."

"Um... thanks."

I barely managed to get that out as Mark deciding to leave his fingers buried knuckle deep in my pussy finally started moving his thumb in faster circles while pressing down harder on my desperate clit. Once again my entire body tensed oh I was so fucking close! Mark looked over and our eyes met. Mark flashed an evil smirk and removed one of his fingers. I gave him a helpless look trying to beg with my eyes. Mark put his finger to his mouth in a "shhh" gesture then with a wink shoved his finger into my ass. I instantly brought my hand up to my mouth and turned my face into the top of the back seat. Turning slightly towards me, Mark put his other hand back under the blanket and slipped a finger inside of my pussy and started pumping both of them, the blanket was moving but I didn't care. Neither did Mark who was staring directly at me. Getting a second finger on my clit he gave it a pinch as his fingers once again drove deep inside of both of my tight little holes.

I came hard, very hard. As my hips bucked as much as I could let them, I literally bit into the upholstery of the back seat trying desperately not to let out the squeal of pleasure that was dying to get out of me. Mark kept moving his fingers driving me crazy to the point where I punched his arms through the blanket to stop. I ground my hips into his fingers one final time and felt my body go limp. I let out a long shuddering sigh into the back seat and then let my head back against the door and tried to catch my breath.

I looked over at Mark who after pushing my panties back into my hand under the covers flashed that smug smirk of his at me. Although it had gotten me over the edge shoving his finger in my ass had been a dirty trick, if I had slipped and made more noise we would have had to stop. I returned Mark's smile however as another nasty little thought came to me. Let's see how little brother could handle it. Mark had removed his hands from under the blanket and had picked up his stupid game again. I rubbed my leg across his crotch and felt his cock was still hard. Mark looked over and shaking his head whispered;

"Don't tease."

No worries there I did not plan on teasing, on the contrary I was going to return the favor. I swung my legs down from his lap and sitting up on the seat slid over so I was sitting in the middle of the back seat my hip up against Mark's. Dad glanced into the rearview mirror.

"You're in the mirror hon."

"Sorry dad, I can't sleep so I figured I'd play this thing with Mark." I paused "Should I move?"

"Nah," Dad shrugged there's no one else really on the road right now anyway."

"There's a reason for that." Mom said drowsily from the passenger seat.

I glanced down and watched Mark play the stupid crossword game for a minute then sliding my hand under the covers started stroking his cock through his pants. Mark was still hard he looked over at me and was going to say something but stopped as my fingers found his zipper and pulled it down. Reaching into his pants I fumbled with his underwear but couldn't get his cock out with one hand, leaning over I whispered in his ear;
"Take it out."

Mark glanced nervously at the back of dads head, but when I squeezed his swollen cock through his underwear he swallowed hard and putting one hand under the covers unsnapped his pants and lifted his hips off the seat. Between the two of us we tugged his pants and underwear past his hips allowing his cock to spring free. Mark put his hand back in his lap and looked down pretending to pay attention to his game. I grabbed Mark's cock with my hand and squeezing hard gave it one good slow pump. Mark made a small sound in his throat and his hips twitched. I stroked again and when I reached the tip gave another squeeze then rubbed the top using the pre cum that had just oozed out to get my hand wet.

Using my now slick hand I started jerking Marks cock up and down, but like him I was going deliberately slow teasing him. Marks cock was so long that my hand was moving the blanket up and down quite a bit so he put one of his legs up placing his knee against the back seat to keep the blanket up. I had stopped as he moved and was ready to continue when I got an even better idea. Letting go of him I reached down to the seat and grabbing my panties wrapped them around his throbbing prick and started stroking. Mark made another sound in his throat and his eyes rolled a bit at how good the silk panties felt sliding up and down his raging hard on.

Mark was starting to breath heavier and his face was getting flushed. I looked straight ahead and continued to work him up and down. I started stroking quicker giving a little twist when I got to the top rubbing the silk across the head of his cock. Each time I did I was rewarded with a twitch and a sharp breath from Mark. I smiled to myself, my brother was extremely sensitive at the tip and I loved to make him jump. On that note the next time up I lingered, caressing just the tip through the panties. Mark grunted and grabbed my arm through the blanket. I smiled and returned to stroking but going harder than before.

Mark sighed and putting his head down closed his eyes. His right leg was up against my left and I could feel it start to shake. I slowed up to tease him again. Teach him to mess with me! Besides I really was enjoying not only the feel of his thick cock throbbing in my hand, but the control I had over him, as he literally squirmed in his seat with every stroke completely at my mercy. I looked up and just as I did dad glanced in the rear view mirror. Our eyes met and he smiled giving me a wink like he used to when we would go on long drives when I was kid. With my hand full of my little brothers cock I returned both the smile and the wink. Oh you nasty girl!

On that note I started jerking faster and harder. Mark's leg was shaking more and his hips were moving. He made a small whimpering noise that made me pump him even faster. Mark's hand was squeezing the blanket so hard his knuckles were turning white. After a couple more hard strokes Mark twitched harder and I could feel the cum pumping from his cock. I started jerking just near the tip so that this cock emptied into my panties and didn't make a mess. I kept stroking as Mark's cock continued to spurt, what a waste I thought all that hot cum should have gone directly into my needy little pussy. I have to give him credit Mark had done a good job of staying quiet. I gave him a couple of more gentle strokes as letting out a long breath he put his head back against the seat. Turning his head he looked at me and gave me a tired smile. I returned the smile, and then with a wink I took my thumb and through the panties rubbed some of his cum across the incredibly sensitive head of his cock.

Mark jumped violently his leg kicking against the back seat.

"Hey!" Dad exclaimed from the front.

"Sorry." Mark choked out.

"What the hell are you doing back there?" Dad asked looking back in the mirror.

"Meg was tickling me." Mark replied lamely.

"For gods sakes Megan its 6.00 in the morning, and your mothers trying to sleep, stop fooling around with your brother."

I looked back at dad in the rearview mirror and with Marks cum dripping down my hand pouted and said;

"Sorry daddy!"

We arrived at my uncles at 8 only an hour behind schedule. Uncle Ray was thrilled to see us and I will say me especially! Uncle Ray was dad's older brother by three years and was big on family, he had been elated when they had decided to take me in as a foster child and even more thrilled when they had adopted me. At the time uncle had lived in Rhode Island and after my first few months living with mom and dad when I had overcome my fear of men enough, I spent every other weekend over his house with him my aunt and my two cousins whom I had grown pretty close to. Three years ago my uncles company relocated to Charlotte and he really had no choice but to go. They had come down for Christmas two years ago, but that had been the last time I had seen them.

The first two days were wonderful. I hadn't realized how much I had missed Jake and Malory especially Mal who was kind of my best friend when I was a kid. My uncle and his family were very welcoming to my brother and surprisingly Mark did well with them, the fact my uncle had been an amateur boxer and had a full gym complete with a bag in the basement helped make Mark feel comfortable. Not as comfortable as my cousin Malory seemed to want to make him however. Malory spent the entire visit falling all over my brother even holding his hand when the four of us went to the mall together. I had joked with her telling her that Mark was her cousin at which point she smiled and said "not by blood!" I have to say if Mark didn't have Krissy I would have egged him on to fuck her. The thought of Malory's petite little body being shredded by my brother's massive cock was such a turn on I had masturbated to it as I lied in the twin bed next to hers while she slept. Malory had gotten so obvious her brother Jake started getting pissed but I told him Mark had a girl at home and not to worry.

The third day we were there didn't go nearly as well. Malory and I had gone out shopping-my uncle had given me an obscene amount of cash for Christmas- and had come back home to find out the guys were in the gym. When we went downstairs my father and uncle were watching Mark work the huge punching bag that was hanging from a chain in the middle of the basement. Mark was shirtless and covered in sweat; I glanced over at Mal and stifled a laugh as I swear she was soaking through her panties staring at my brother's body. I have to say as I went back to watching I wasn't far from it myself.

"Go ahead Mark," My father called out to him. "Show my brother what you really got."

I frowned at that. My brother had a lot of pent up anger inside and there were times that when I had watched him hit the bag that I really thought he was going to lose it. He had once told me that sometimes when he really went at it all he could see was Max's face. As I continued to watch Mark stepped back for a second to take a deep breath then stepping in delivered a right hook into the bag he wasn't wearing gloves and his fist slammed into the bag with a sharp cracking sound. My cousin Jake was holding it still from the other side and when the blow struck he rocked back a bit. Mark through an equally vicious left then another right. Each time he hit the back Mark grunted with the effort. I saw my father look at uncle and heard him say softly;

"Watch this."

"Let's go Mark," He yelled, "I thought you were a man, but you're hitting like a bitch!"

I saw the change come over Mark instantly, his eyes seemed to darken and his lips curled into a snarl. Stepping in again he through a left that hit the bag so hard, Jake; all 200 pounds of him staggered back. Mark drove his right into it then the left. For the next minute Mark delivered a series of punches that sounded like gunshots when they hit, every one of them driving my cousin back. I started to get nervous, Mark was snarling every time he hit the bag and his eyes were all but bugging out of his head. What the hell was my father doing? It wasn't healthy for my brother to get like this. I stepped forward and was going to say something when I distinctly heard my father- who I still don't think I knew was behind him say;

"Look at him Ray, that's what I'm talking about. You see it?"

I stopped to hear my uncle reply;

"I see it Doug but it doesn't mean anything."

"But it's there Ray. It's not natural"

Not liking the sound of that I walked past them to try to get Mark's attention. It was too late. Suddenly Mark, who had just been punching spun in a circle and bringing his left leg up drove a face level kick into the bag. The bag drove into Jake so hard he let it go and staggered back. Mark had continued the spin and this time came around with the right leg kicking just as high and hard the bag hit Jake and sent him to the mat.

"Alright Mark." Dad said.

Mark swung again with his right sending the bag flying. Then as it swung back at him stepped into and drove a left into it so hard a split appeared in the side of the bag.

"Holy shit!" Uncle Ray said.

Mark started swinging wildly at the bag. Jake jumped up and backed away and dad yelled something I didn't hear and Mark ignored. Walking quickly right up to him I yelled;

"Mark stop it now!"

Mark had just started throwing another wicked roundhouse but at the sound of my voice slowed his hand and simply stopped the bag when it came back to him. When he turned to face me I heard Malory whisper;

"Damn."

Mark was standing there panting, his muscular chest heaving, but it was his face that had everyone's attention; His eyes were wild and his mouth still curled into a snarl he looked crazy.

"Easy little brother." I said softly as I put my hand on his shoulder.

"Watch out Megan." Dad said.

I turned to him as if he were crazy. My brother would never hurt me.

"I'm no one's bitch." Mark said to no one in particular and bending over to pick up his shirt started to walk away.

My uncle caught him by the arm and Mark spun around quickly.

"Don't touch me." He had said it softly, but Uncle Ray not only moved his hand but stepped back.

"Easy Mark," He said quietly putting his hands up in a calming gesture. "Were family here every things cool."

Mark looked at him for a moment then let out a deep breath and nodded. He looked as if He didn't trust himself to speak.

I came up and put my arm around my brother. I could feel him trembling.

"Well I'll tell you what," Uncle said coming over and putting his hand on my shoulder, "At least I know no one's ever going to mess with my gorgeous niece here."

Uncle Ray was trying to make light of what was going on and I appreciated it but Mark was a mess right now saying with that soft intense tone of his;

"No one fucks with my sister. Ever."

With that he walked away passing Malory and Jake as if he didn't see them. As I followed I heard dad say;

"Case in point Ray."

I shot dad a dirty look as I stormed past him, he tried to catch my arm and say something but I kept walking. How dare he do that to my brother. I was furious at my father, it had been getting more and more obvious lately that he and Mark weren't getting along and I knew dad had never really wanted Mark to live with us, worried he was dangerous but that was bullshit he had deliberately whipped my brother up trying to show something to my uncle like Mark was a dog who could do tricks. I almost said something, but decided I didn't want to cause a scene or more of one in my uncle's house.

Besides Mark needed me, I was the only one he would respond to when he got like this. Fortunately Malory and Jake stayed downstairs probably listening to my father and Uncle Ray talk about Mark. Mom and Aunt Karen had gone out to dinner so upstairs was deserted. I followed Mark through the house and up to the second floor where he went directly to Jake's room. Mark closed the door behind him and when I went up to it I was relieved to find that he had left it unlocked. When I entered and closed the door behind me I did hit the button on the knob to make sure we would be left alone.

Mark was standing next to the twin bed Uncle had put in there for him he was wiping his face off with his shirt and I could see his hands shaking. As I closed the door he turned quickly around dropping the shirt.

"It's just me." I said quietly as I walked up to him.

"You okay little brother?"

Mark looked at me shaking his head.

"I don't know I just kind of..." He shrugged helplessly. "I'm not right, I mean I know no one's going to bother me but I just can't calm down."

"Come here Mark."

I put my arms around him hugging him close to me, and as I did Mark put his head on my shoulder. We stood there like that for a couple of minutes during which I could feel his heart pounding and his arms trembling. I stroked his hair and told him that everything was fine, but he still seemed worked up as if his body couldn't shut down. As I continued to hold him it dawned on me what he really needed. For a moment I hesitated it was a crazy idea we could... I stopped myself Mark needed his big sister. Besides dad wanted to upset my brother? Well then only fitting that his "little girl" calms him down the only way she knows how. I pulled back a little and lifting Marks face from my shoulder kissed him.
At first Mark started to try to pull away but I held the back of his head and kissed him harder. Mark began kissing me back slowly at first then much harder with a sense of urgency behind it. As we kissed I reached down and unsnapping his jeans started to tug them down. Mark pulled back.
"Are you nuts Sis?" He asked. "You have to get out..."
I put my finger to his lips. Then leaning forward replaced it once again with my mouth. Keeping my left arm around his shoulders I reached down and shoved my other hand into his underwear. Mark groaned into my mouth as I started stroking his rapidly hardening cock.
"Hmmm mmmm." I encouraged him as I pushed my tongue into his mouth. Once again it seemed as if he were trying to resist but as my tongue played across his lips I felt Mark's will dissolve; as his mouth opened allowing my tongue to find his I could feel his arms tighten around my waist crushing me against him. My hand was still in his pants playing with his swollen cock and as I let my hand go further down and caress his balls he removed his mouth from mine and grabbing my hair pulled my head back and started covering my neck with hot desperate kisses.
"Yeah there you go little brother," I breathed, "You let your big sister make it all better."
Mark's hands dropped down and tugged at my sweater. I lifted my arms and as soon as he lifted the sweater over my head I pulled the cups of my bra down allowing my small but perfectly shaped tits to pop out. Tossing the sweater aside Mark immediately bent his head to my right tit sucking hard as his fingers found my left nipple. I let out a low moan my brothers tongue was swirling across my nipple felt incredible, but we didn't have a lot of time. Reluctantly I pulled my tit from his mouth Mark started to protest until I dropped down to my knees and yanking his jeans and underwear down eagerly took his cock into my mouth. Holding his hips I took him all the way down in one motion and after shaking my head back and forth as I swirled my tongue around the base of his shaft I started sucking him in and out rapidly.
Mark reached down and grabbing handfuls of my hair started fucking my mouth. I thought about letting him cum like that, just shoot his hot fucking cum down my throat, but at this point I was pretty damn worked up myself and needed to feel my little brothers cock inside of my over heated pussy. Removing my mouth from his cock I stood up and after quickly pulling my jeans and panties down to my knees bent over the side of the bed.
"Go ahead little brother," I said softly looking at him over my shoulder. "Take what you need."
Mark didn't have to be told twice. Grabbing my hips he stepped forward and slammed his huge prick deep into his big sisters willing pussy. I gasped as he entered me. Mark and I had been fucking for six months now but he was so fucking big there were still times when it hurt. This was one of them as Mark still on the adrenalin rush from downstairs was plowing into me like he had never had it before. I winced as his fingers dug into my hips so hard I knew there would be bruises tomorrow. I let my head hang down, my hair in my face and tried not to yelp every time he drove himself into me.
"Yeah that's right Mark," I told him lifting my head up so I could look back at him again. "You go ahead and give it to me."
"I stopped and let out a squeal as my brother started hammering me even harder. Gasping between each word I continued;
"There you go little brother you give it to me. You take it all out on your big sister, that's what I'm here for you...Ohhh"
I couldn't speak anymore. Mark was fucking me so hard I had to grab the pillow and bite down on it so I wouldn't start squealing. The bed itself was starting to make noise as my brother continued to mercilessly pound his sister's tight little pussy. The thought of getting caught entered my mind and I'd be lying if in the heat of the moment that image didn't turn me on somehow. As my brother fucked the shit out of me I pictured my father telling Mark to show what he had, well my little brother was showing me what he had! All of it, every fucking inch of it! Dad was afraid Mark would hurt me? If he only knew how fucking good my little brother really was to me. My hand dipped down between my legs and I started rapidly stroking my clit. Mark was starting to moan and somehow started fucking me even faster.
"Oh yes, you fuck his little girl," I whispered. "You show him, we take what we want, we do what we want. You... ohh yesss!"
I started to cum hard and as soon as my pussy contracted around it, Mark's cock exploded sending several shots of cum deep up inside of me. I pumped my hips back into his and squeezed my tights together my greedy pussy milking every last drop of cum from my little brother's cock. I moaned deep in my throat as I continued to cum around his still spurting cock oh that felt so fucking good! Oh you nasty girl! With your little brother in your cousins bedroom! Mark let out a soft sound, a whimper of sorts as he slowly pulled his cock from my sore but satisfied pussy. I stood up and quickly pulled my pants up; turning to face him I smiled then embraced him.
"Is that better little Mark?" I asked in his ear. "Did your nasty big sister make it all okay?"
Mark nodded and as I started to pull away hugged me tightly to him. I returned the embrace softly stroking his hair. Ideally I would love nothing more than to lie down with him, hold him in my arms as he fell asleep, but we'd already been up here awhile and I knew my nosy cousin Malory would be up here any minute now. I smiled at the thought that she probably wouldn't mind comforting Mark either. Oh well sisters before cousins! Damn I really am a sick puppy I thought as I reluctantly pulled away from him.
"I gotta go little brother."
"I know." He said, and then gave me a tired smile. "I'm better now."
"Good, now go take a shower and I'll meet you downstairs."
I waited until Mark pulled his pants up then left Jake's room quickly closing the door behind me turned to head downstairs. Malory was standing there several feet away.
"Is Mark okay?" She asked.
"Yeah he's better he just gets worked up sometimes."
"I'll say." Malory said. "Well are you sure he's okay? I was going to offer to talk to him if he you know needed it."
Oh I'll bet you were. I thought but instead walked over and putting my arm around my cousin turned her back towards the stairs and said;
"No worries my cousin. All Mark needed was a little time with his big sister."
I found myself hoping that the incident in the basement would blow over and not be brought up again. After the shower Mark had hid out in Jake's room for awhile then came downstairs and sat with me and my cousins to watch a movie. Mark looked nervous; it's how he always was after one of his little "episodes" as mom called them. The good news was the little show in the basement was forgotten, the bad news was because it was replaced by a bigger problem. Mom came storming into the house from where she had been out in the yard with aunt Karen, who was hot on her heels trying to say something to her. I heard mom yell something at her and then she took off upstairs.
Dad had come from the kitchen where he and uncle had been playing cards and went upstairs after her. A few minutes later he came down and going back into the kitchen started going at it with my aunt I distinctly heard the word "bitch". That got uncle Ray started. The four of us sat there looking at each other awkwardly. After a few minutes of arguing dad came out and asked me to come upstairs and help calm mom down.
Apparently mom and Aunt Karen had been talking about their kids in general and the topic of college had come up and how proud they were. Jake was a senior and Malory a freshman at UNC. Mom had started talking about us, I was going into my third year at RISD and Mark had started PC with a scholarship that had a clause that if he maintained a certain grade point average it would kick in for Suffolk Law. I'm sure the conversation had turned competitive and finally my bitch of an aunt had simply said;
"That's great Denise, but it's different when the kids are actually yours."
Years ago mom and dad had a son named Jacob. There were complications when he was born and mom was told she could never have more. Three years later Jacob died of leukemia. Needless to say this was a very low blow. To me I was Denise's daughter and even though Mark had only been with us two years and there were issues between he and dad mom very much treated him like a son. Mom wanted to leave on the spot but dad and I talked her into staying the night we could leave early in the morning. After sitting and talking with mom for awhile I left her and dad alone.
I went back to sitting with the others and filled them in. Things got a little worse. Jake who was sitting next to Mark said that my Mom was too sensitive and needed to get over herself. Without turning to look at him Mark told him to watch his fucking mouth about Denise. When Jake turned and made the remark that it's not like Mark even had a real mother to defend, Mark hit him. It happened so fast I couldn't stop it one minute Jake was smirking the next he was on the floor with a bloody nose. Jake got up as if he were going to swing but one look from my brother stopped him in his tracks. Jake was a big boy but he was no fighter nor was he a fool he had seen what Mark had done downstairs. Instead Jake decided to go rat Mark out to Uncle Ray who in turn went to dad. My father took Mark aside and just quickly told him they would talk about it later, and as he walked by me whispered in my ear;
"Keep your brother on a leash will you?" I had sighed so much for me calming Mark down.
Dad and Uncle went outside for awhile and seemed okay when they came in. Dad then went back up to talk to mom again finally he came downstairs and taking me aside said that we were going to leave tomorrow however the four of them needed to talk so why don't we all go to the mall or something. I said okay knowing it would just be the three of us, Jake had gone out after Mark had smacked him. Dad smiled and hugging me thanked me for helping with mom. I returned the hug, I had been mad at dad earlier, but all that mattered now was to take care of mom. I told him I was sorry the visit had gone bad.
Dad shrugged and told me that since we were leaving a day early and he wanted to put mom in a better mood we were going to drive for a few hours and then spend the night at a hotel on the way back. Dad said Uncle had stayed there before and they had a heated swimming pool as well as a great restaurant so we could make a day out of it. I thought that sounded great and told him it would give me an excuse to shop for a bathing suit in December. Dad laughed then asked if I could do him a favor, explaining that it was a bit expensive to get three rooms and would I mind sharing a room with Mark, there would be two beds of course he added. I smiled to myself thinking one would be plenty. A night in a hotel with Mark! I told Dad that it wouldn't be a problem. Dad asked if I was sure because he knew Mark could be a pain in the ass sometimes. Flashing a big smile I looked up at my father and said;
"Don't worry dad I know just how to handle my 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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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-13



Part one: A close call.

We left Uncle Ray's house at 7am the next morning. As I looked out the back window Uncle Ray and Malory, who were standing on the porch waved. I waved back, blowing my Uncle Ray a kiss that he returned. Aunt Karen and Jake were nowhere in sight. The two of them had more than enough of us at that point. I sighed and turning in my seat leaned against the door and closed my eyes hoping that maybe I could drift off. We were supposed to drive several hours until we got to the edge of Virginia then stop at a holiday inn and stay until noon tomorrow. Dad was going to drive the first three or four hours then let Mark finish so I was pretty much stuck back here. Needless to say no one in the car was in too good of a mood. Mom was still visibly upset over Aunt Karen's remark. My father also wasn't too happy, he and his brother got along well but it was a strain on them that their wives didn't. I know dad was worried about mom as well, she had been depressed for years after Jacob and every once in awhile it kicked back in. Dad also wasn't too thrilled with my brother at the moment.

At that thought I opened my eyes and looked over at Mark, who was sitting straight up facing the road, his eyes were open but as usual he appeared to be somewhere other than here. Mark had been quiet since he had snapped and hit Jake. Oddly he hadn't gotten as upset as he had when he lost it on the bag rather he seemed strangely satisfied as if hitting Jake had served to calm him in some way. Even when Mark had gone to the mall with Malory and I later he had barely said anything, leaving us alone to shop while he sat in a bookstore and looked though some magazines. I felt bad that I couldn't be with him later that night. Because of what happened with Jake Mark had to sleep on the couch downstairs and I had thought of slipping out of Malory's room and keeping him company for awhile, but things had gone downhill enough and I didn't need to add to it by taking a chance. As it was I still couldn't believe that I had fucked my brother in Jake's room yesterday.

I asked Mark before I went to bed if he was okay after what happened. Mark had shrugged and said;

"Of course I am that'll be the day I don't stick up for my family."

I had hugged him tight, I don't care what the circumstances were I had just been so thrilled to hear Mark acknowledge that he had someone other than me and Krissy in his life. I was even more touched after that when just before I went upstairs mom had come down for the first time since the argument with Aunt Karen. At the time Uncle Ray, my Aunt and Jake had also been in the parlor and as my mom came into the room, my brother walked up behind her and putting his arms around her kissed her on the cheek and putting his head on her shoulder gave my cousin and aunt a look that dared them to say anything. The message was clear; fuck with her fuck with me. I was proud of my brother for that, most people say things like that aren't worth it, but that's why people get away with things because no one makes them worth it. Takers take until their taken. My brother and I had been taken for years, but no more. Now we were the takers.

This morning though Mark had gone a little too far. As our parents were talking the four of us were standing outside saying goodbye, or at least some of us were, Jake and Mark were obviously not speaking. When Malory went to say goodbye to Mark she hugged him then went to kiss him on the cheek. Part of me had wondered if after the way she had flirted all week she would have tried for the lips but she was playing it safe. My brother however did not. As Malory went for his cheek Mark grabbed her chin and kissed her on the mouth, and not just a quick peck I mean this was a kiss.

Malory seemed stunned at first and started to back off, but Mark wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into him all the while holding the kiss. I watched shocked, but turned on, as Malory gave in, her arms reached up behind Marks neck and I could see her mouth open to allow his tongue to slide into her mouth. Mark slid his hand up her back and into her long blonde hair. I was only a couple of feet away and swear I could feel my pussy gush as I heard my cousin let out a whimper into my brothers mouth as his other hand went up her side and grazed her tit through her sweater.

At that point I became aware of Jake coming up next to me. He called out his sister's name and to my amusement was ignored; rather her hands had made their way down my brothers back and grabbed his ass. Just then my Mark opened his eyes, stared directly at Jake and winked. Jake went to move past me but I got in front of him and told Mark to knock it off. Mark broke off the kiss although as he did Malory leaned up and caught another quick one before laughing and telling Mark he could come back anytime. Malory then walked past Jake and I, her face was flushed and she was smiling ear to ear. As Mark followed he looked at Jake and said;

"I can't wait for your sister to come down my way."

I was still standing in front of Jake who after glaring at Mark looked at me and shaking his head told me my brother was a real piece of shit, and that his mother had been right when she had told my father that he should send him back to the pound where he came from. Up until that point I had stayed out of the drama, however after hearing that I looked at Jake who I had always been happy to refer to as family and told him that I had come from that same pound. I turned and walked away without giving him a chance to respond. I caught up with Mark as he walked over to the car.

We were met there by dad who was pissed. As we walked up to him I saw Malory with my Uncle. I couldn't hear what was being said but he was obviously upset. Of course they had seen Mark kiss her. As soon as we got up to dad he waved me over to the porch. I had no choice but to walk away, as I did I could hear dad start up;

"What the hell was that bullshit all about? That's my niece for Christ's sakes!"

I sat on the porch stairs and watched Malory and Mark getting yelled at. Mom was standing there looking distraught; Jake was storming down the driveway towards the back door and Aunt Karen was in the window looking as miserable as ever. To think I had always dreamed of having family. After a couple of minutes Uncle Ray had come over and given me a huge hug goodbye and told me how sorry he was the visit hadn't gone well. He then slipped me a check for two hundred dollars and told me to buy some art supplies. I thanked him and then we both watched as mom went over and got dad away from Mark which I was thankful for as it looked like dad was really laying into my brother, who even from a distance I could tell was getting nervous. Because of his past Mark didn't take to being yelled at, and it was an effort for him not to get upset. Despite their differences Mark had a lot of respect for dad and was grateful to him for letting him come to live with us so always held back.

All this went through my mind as I watched Mark sit there wrapped up in his own little world. I wondered what dad had said to him. I knew he had probably heard about all of it at once, losing it in the basement even though dad had caused that one, hitting Jake and making out with Malory. I also knew Mark was sitting there trying to pretend it didn't bother him, but I knew otherwise. Mark was more sensitive than my parents thought. I was just the only one that ever saw it. Reaching over I tapped Mark's leg and as he looked over gave him one of my trademark huge crooked smiles that he could never resist. Sure enough after a few seconds he smiled back a little sadly, but it was still a smile. I took his hand and gestured for him to lean over towards me. When he did I whispered in his ear;

"Don't you worry Mark; We got our own room tonight, and your nasty big sister bought a couple of surprises for her naughty little brother."

I leaned back over to my corner and left him to think about that. Of course this led me to start thinking about tonight, by far a much better topic than the little family drama we had just put behind us. The minute my father had mentioned the hotel last night my mind had gone into overdrive. It's not like Mark and I didn't get each other at least a couple of times a week, but most of the time my parents were home and we had to be quiet, not to mention the constant chance of getting caught. We always locked our bedroom doors and the adjoining bathroom gave us the chance to slip in and out of each other's rooms quickly but still there had been a couple of times dad had knocked on one of our doors and questioned why they were locked. I would just shrug and tell dad it's because I liked to lounge around in my underwear which would be enough to get dad onto another subject. As far as Mark's door being locked I winked and told dad that I wasn't sure but I know he had a stack of magazines in the closet and well you know, once again, enough to get dad off topic.

Tonight would be different though oh yes it would! Our room wasn't even next to Mom and Dad's it was across the hall and a couple of doors over. Mark and I would be able to be as loud as we wanted to be. Never mind I planned on using every damn piece of furniture in the room as well as my all time favorite the shower! Then of course there were the surprises I had picked up when Malory and I had gone shopping last night a couple that I had already thought of then one that had come about spur of the moment that was really going to add to the evening's festivities. Best thing was that since Mark had decided to stay in the bookstore he had no clue what I had bought.

Knowing there was a heated swimming pool and a sauna, I found a hot little two piece black bikini that was going to make my father's jaw clench and my brother's drop. The second stop was to Fredericks where I found a smoking hot red lingerie set complete with fishnets. Malory had raised her eyebrows a bit so I told her about Jack. Malory was no prude and the fact that Jack was ten years older than me and hot had her telling me how lucky I was. Not really I thought but easier than telling her that it was my brother those stockings would be wrapped around.

The last addition to my shopping trip came by surprise. On the way back from the mall Malory had stopped off at a liquor store to grab some cigarettes for her mother. While we were in there she picked up a bottle of wine for dinner later. I looked at her and asked her if she had a fake ID and she said of course not why would she need one? Apparently the drinking age in North Carolina was 18. My eyes lit up like it was Christmas all over again! After a few minutes of trying to make up my mind I decided on a bottle of blackberry brandy for myself and Jack Daniels for my brother. Krissy had told me that my brother had taken her to a couple of college parties and he drank this like it was soda. I was a little surprised as I had never seen Mark drink. I was also a little put off my little brother was partying without me, but then again we all needed our little secrets from time to time.

Oh yes tonight was going to be the best ever! Not just the night either, we would have tomorrow morning as well. Dad had already told me he had requested a late check out and given me the "Don't bother us unless it was an emergency" line which meant good old dad was going to do his best to cheer mom up. That was fine with me! Mark and I never slept late anyway so plenty of time to play. Not to mention the fact I looked forward to teasing Mark in my new bathing suit. I had picked him up one as well so there would be no excuse for him not to go to the pool with me. With those thoughts running through my mind I put my head back and closing my eyes pretended to doze off. After a couple of minutes I "let" my head droop to the side and onto Mark's shoulder. A few minutes later I heard mom say;

"Oh how cute is that?"

I smiled to myself as I felt sleep begin to take me for real. My parents were so easy.

We hit some traffic and didn't pull into the hotel until about three. As Mark and dad grabbed the couple of suitcases we would need from the back, I made sure to grab my small black overnight bag. It wouldn't be good if dad opened it by mistake and found the bottles. We checked in and dad handed me the key to our room. I eagerly took it and after helping mom and dad into their room Mark and I went to ours. I unlocked the door and as we entered I smiled from ear to ear. The room was huge with two full sized beds, an overstuffed armchair that already had me thinking, and a large television. I had brought in my mini boom box and a couple of tapes so we could put some music on later to cover up whatever else was going on in case someone was in the next room besides there was a certain song I wanted to play for my little brother.

I put the radio on top of the tv and dropping my bag to the floor removed my jacket, stripped my sweater off and on leaving my long denim skirt and knee high boots ran over and jumped onto the bed. I rolled over on it laughing. I felt like an excited little kid. I looked over at Mark who had also removed his jacket and was unbuttoning his shirt. My eyes hungrily took in his strong chest and perfect six pack stomach. As he slid his shirt off I made a "Come here" gesture with my finger. Mark came over and getting on the bed immediately rolled me over on my back and getting between my legs leaned down and kissed me. I broke the kiss and smirking at him said;

"Come on little brother you kissed Malory better than that."

Mark smiled wickedly then proceeded to kiss me hard, his tongue pushing its way into my mouth. I put my arms around his neck pulling him down into me enjoying him lying on top of me. Mark slid his lips from mine and started to kiss the right side of my neck. I let out a soft moan as sliding down the bed a little further he started trailing his kisses down my neck and onto my chest. Mark playfully caught my nipple between his teeth through the bra. I let out a little yelp that got a laugh out of him. My bra unhooked from the front and I reached down and after undoing it held it in place.

"Say please." I told him.

"Please Megan?" Mark asked. "Please show me those beautiful tits."

"Yeah? You wanna see your sister tits little brother?"

"I want to do more than see them."

"I don't know..."

"Fine then I'll just take them."

With that Mark grabbed my wrists and yanking them away from my tits pinned my hands over my head. The way he did it sent a wave of heat through my pussy.

"Oh you bad..ohhhh."

Still holding my hands down Mark bent his head and sucked my left nipple into his mouth. He was sucking hard, his teeth catching the sensitive flesh. It hurt but at the same time caused my pussy to start flowing. Mark took my arms and placing them together grabbed both of my wrists in one of his large powerful hands and holding them reached down and unsnapped his jeans. I tried to move my hands to help but Mark told me;

"Just lie there."

It wasn't a request; something in his tone sent another thrill through me. After a moment of fumbling, Mark removed his huge cock from his jeans then reaching down and grabbing the middle of my skirt pulled it up over my hips. The way he did it was a bigger turn on than I could have ever imagined.

"Yeah little brother?" I asked. "You taking your big sister?"

"I'm taking what I want." As he spoke Mark reached down and grabbing the crotch of my blue panties and tugged them to the side and entered me in one smooth hard thrust.

"Oh yes!" I exclaimed as Mark's huge cock stretched my pussy to its limits. I swear he seemed harder than he ever had before.

I tried to pull my arms away from him so I could put them around his shoulders, but Mark was holding them tightly. My brother was using the arm that had my wrists pinned to hold himself up, the muscles were bulging from the effort and I found that struggling against him was getting me even wetter if that were possible at this point. As he slowly fucked me Mark reached up with his other hand and started playing with my nipple.

"Oh yeah that's nice, little brother."

I yelped as Mark pinched my nipple. At the sound of that my brother started fucking me harder and his eyes seemed to brighten. Once again I tried to push up against him but he was too strong. As I struggled Mark smiled. My brother was enjoying having me helpless the thought should have bothered me instead it set me off, making me want to play as well.

"Oh please don't!" I exclaimed. "Please stop little brother! Oh you're hurting me with that big cock! I...OHHHH."

I let out a long moan as Mark started hammering into me as hard as the position he was in would allow. I wrapped my legs around his hips and thrust myself up into him driving him even deeper. As I did I saw over his shoulder that the heels of my boots were pressing into the soft skin just over his hips. Little brother wanted to play rough? Pinching my legs together I shoved both heels into his sides. Mark gasped and his eyes widened. I pushed again then started to pull them away when Mark looked down at me and whispered;

"Harder."

Another surge went through me as on that note I opened my legs then closed them as hard as I could driving the heels into his side. Mark grunted in pain, but at the same time he started fucking me even harder. My shoulders were hurting from the way he was leaning his weight on my wrists and he was fucking me so hard that like yesterday at Uncle's it was bordering on painful.

"Yeah you like that Mark? You like hurting your sister?"

"Yes," Mark answered with an evil smirk. "And so do you."

"But I don't want it!" I suddenly cried out as loud as I dared. "Oh please don't do this to me! Oh please I..."

I was stopped by Mark putting his free hand over my mouth. My eyes widened as he started fucking me even harder. I cried out into his hand once then again, and again. Each time I did Mark let out a moan and fucked me even harder. Mark's eyes had that wild look in them that he had last night the one he got when he was ready to lose it. But this wasn't anger this was lust as I lied there under him half dressed, my arms pinned, squealing into his hand the thought hit me.

My brother was getting off on the idea of raping me.

He wasn't alone. As I squirmed and struggled beneath him, as I wailed into his hand and begged with my eyes I was hotter than I had ever been before. Somewhere in the back of my head I knew this was wrong. Hell I couldn't even roll over for another guy and here was Mark pinning me down and taking me and not only didn't it bother me but this nasty girl loved every fucking minute of it! Mark was sweating and his arm was trembling from the effort of holding his weight up. My brother was fucking me slower but it was because he was pulling himself out almost all the way before slamming his cock back in with everything he had.

It was a damn good thing Mark was covering my mouth because at this point I really was screaming into his hand. That was even more of a turn on. I despereately needed to cum, and if Mark could hold off a little longer I was going to. My legs around his waist had my hips angled enough so that the shaft of his cock was stroking my clit I just needed him to go faster. Instantly I knew how to get him to; how I knew I wasn't sure, it was as if this kind of sex was coming naturally to me.

I changed the sounds I was making into his hands from screams of pleasure into long drawn out whimpers. Each time I let out one of the whimpers I ended it with a sound like a sob. My brothers eyes widened and he stopped those single hard thrusts and resumed fucking the shit out of me. His cock was rubbing my clit faster and harder and I could feel the orgasm building deep inside. I looked up at him and as I let out another whimper squeezed my eyes shut as if I was in pain and replaced the whimpers with all mock sobs. Mark groaned loudly and his arm was shaking so bad I thought he was going to fall on top of me.
At that moment I felt the orgasm begin to take me. My thighs were trembling around my brother and my hips were driving against his as hard as they could. I was right on the edge and could tell Mark was as well. At the last second as hard as I could I pushed my heels into his sides and turned my ankles twisting the heels into his sides.

Mark let out the loudest cry I had ever heard come out of him, and with one final thrust his cock twitched inside of me filling me with squirt after squirt of his hot cum. At the first squirt of cum I went off like a rocket. Wave after wave crashed through my body and the screams that were being released into my brother's hand were far from fake at this point. I wasn't the only one cumming that hard; my brother was still shooting off inside of me there was so much cum being emptied into me that I could feel it spilling out of my pussy and down my thighs. Mark fell off of me to the side onto his back, panting like he had just run a marathon. I was also lying there sucking wind; it had not been easy to breath with Mark's hand over my mouth. After gasping for a couple of minutes I turned my head towards him and asked;

"What the hell was that?"

Turning his head to look at me, Mark smiled a little sheepishly as if embarrassed and answered;

"I don't know I just always wanted to you know..." He shrugged. "Take you. I mean really take you and I figured nobody would hear us" He looked at me and frowned.

"I... was it okay? I mean I wasn't even thinking about..." He stopped and looked upset. "Damn Sis I never thought about before are you..."

I laughed at him.

"Little brother I have never cum that hard in my fucking life! I don't know where it came from but it was like I'd been waiting for it."

"You know," Mark said seriously. "I don't either, but it's like you said; it was like I was meant to, it just came easy."

I shrugged.

"Don't worry about it then. I mean it wasn't just me I..." I stared down at his side. "Damn Mark your bleeding."

Mark looked down at the small trickle of blood where my boot had poked a hole into his skin. He looked back at me and smiled.

"Hey they say it's a fine line between pleasure and pain guess we just crossed it."

I laughed again.

"That's okay it's not like it's the only line we've crossed."

We laid there on our backs still dressed from the waist down. It's what saved us from a lot of trouble. I was just sitting up planning on stripping my skirt off and lying back down for a nap, when there was a knock at the door.

"Hey guys." Dad called from the other side.

"Hold on." I responded.

I pointed at Mark and to the bathroom. As Mark zipped up and headed over I grabbed my sweater from the floor and had just gone to put it over my head when there was a click and the door started to swing in. "Megan did you..." Dad started as he came in.

"Hey guys" Dads voice came from the other side of the door as it swung in. Fuck! Mark wasn't out of the room yet and here I was topless! I dropped the sweater and crossed my arms over my chest yelling:

"Dad don't come in I'm..."

Dad entered and froze looking at me.

"Oh Jesus..." He said and turning his back to me shut the door.

Mark had just reached the bathroom, but thinking quickly immediately turned around as if he was coming out saying;
"Hey Meg, you okay out here?"
"I don't have a damn shirt on!" I snapped, desperation making me sound angry. "I told you not to come out until I said so!"
"Yeah but you yelled and..." He paused as if seeing dad for the first time. "What are you doing in here?"
"Hey, can you guys like talk later? Cause like my chest is hanging out here."
"That's okay Meg," Mark said. "It's not like there's more than you can cover with your hands."
Oh he would pay for that one!
"I'm sorry Hon!" Dad said still facing the door. "I just wanted to let you know we were going to go for a swim and figured you could meet us down there."
"How'd you get in?" Mark asked.
"We have the other key, just in case. I mean I figured since you were sharing the room no one would be undressed."
"Do you mind?!?" I exclaimed.
"Calm down Sis, I'm going." Mark said and rolling his eyes turned and closed the bathroom door behind him.
" I'm Sorry hon," Dad said I could see how red his ears were. "See you at the pool."
Without turning around dad left. Mark came back out and let out a deep breath.
"Damn I almost pissed myself."
I nodded, my heart was pounding so hard it hurt.
"Hey Meg?"
"Yeah?"
"You can uncover your tits now."
I made a show of putting my back to him.
"Trust me Mark after that crack you'll be lucky if you see my tits again."


Part 2: Real Trouble


Mark and I changed into our bathing suits. This time really in separate rooms as I didn't want him to see it right away especially after that crack he had made about my tits. Oh well I would just have to make him spend some extra time on them later. After putting on the skimpy bathing suit which I have to say looked fantastic on my milk white skin. I slipped a robe on after all I didn't want to walk down the hallway in the damn thing. As I tied the robe I found myself looking at the string and picturing being tied up with it, to the point where I took it and wrapped it around my wrist. On the heels of that I envisioned using it to tie Mark's hands together, not only that but have him tied to the bed and make him beg to suck the tits he had just made fun of. I started to get wet. I shook my head and finished tying the robe. Where had that come from all of a sudden? It seemed unnatural for me to want it like that seeing as how I had spent two years of my life being raped. Maybe because it was Mark and I knew he would stop if he thought he was really hurting me. Then again and by his own admission Mark hadn't even thought of the fact it might bother me until it was afterwards he had just wanted to.

"Hey Meg you ready?" Marks voice from the other side of the door interrupted my thoughts . Oh well, I thought with a shrug if we both enjoyed it who cared where it came from, besides it's not like I didn't already know my brother and I were pretty messed up. I exited the bathroom to find Mark standing over near the door looking at it. Like me Mark was wearing his robe but was barefoot as the floors of the hotel were carpeted. As I walked over I smiled seeing Mark's eyes go right to my legs looking them up and down and lingering on my feet with my bright red toe nail polish.

"What are you looking at?" I asked nodding towards the door.

"Doug's got the spare key but this," He tapped a small silver bracket. "Is the security latch, you know so the cleaning lady can't walk in on you."

"You really think he'd walk in after earlier?" I asked.

"I don't want to take stupid chances." Mark said. "We'll just make sure we put this on later."

I nodded and closing the door behind us we made our way down to the pool. It was late December and the hotel was less than a third full. Despite that there were a few people at the pool, a couple of older couples, and a few guys and girls our age probably college students. Mom and dad were sitting in chairs near the edge of the pool, and by the look of their hair they had already jumped in. The room was warm and as soon as we walked over to them. I undid my robe and after seeing that Mark was already looking across at the other girls shrugged and let the robe drop. Instantly my father frowned and even mom who understood that I was almost twenty one and not a little girl anymore gave me a look. The bikini was minimal with the bottom tied high up on my hips and the top tied in the back. My tits weren't the biggest but the top propped them up perfectly.

"Hey," Mark started to say then stopped cold when he saw me.

I had to turn my head to hide my smile as Mark's jaw all but hit the ground. Unfortunately when I looked back it seemed as if dad was watching Mark watch me. No I was just nervous and looking for a problem now.

"So what do you think?" I asked.

"I hope you didn't pay full price for that third of a bikini." Dad said, and then shaking his head added;

"Really Megan that's a bit much no?"

"More like not enough." Mom added.

At that moment a couple of whistles came from the guys on the other side of the pool. Smiling I turned to face them and waved. One guy waved back and his girlfriend punched him in the arm.

"Stop flirting Megan were on vacation." He then stared at my back and shook his head disgustedly. "I don't know what's worse the bikini or that thing on your back that it's showing off."

He was of course referring to the Baphomet tattoo. Dad looked at Mark;

"That's all you Mark! I mean really I can't believe you paid for that for her."

"It was my choice dad."

"Of course it's my fault." Mark said. "Maybe I picked the bikini out for her too."

"Don't get smart Mark." Dad replied.

We were interrupted by another whistle from the other side.

"See Megan?" Dad asked. "That's what you want?"

"Oh come on dad their just having fun, and besides Mark will protect my virtue."

"Few years too late for that." Mark replied.

I punched him in the chest.

"Don't be an ass."

"Whatever." Mark said. "Besides," as he spoke he walked over to the edge of the pool facing the kids across the pool. "If you've got it flaunt it."

With a flourish Mark tossed off his robe and put his arms out to the girls across the pool. He was rewarded with several whistles and one of them clapped. Mark turned around so they could see his back and after pausing to flex his arms turned a back flip landing perfectly then before I could react grabbed me around the waist and effortlessly lifting me off my feet tossed me into the pool. I came up sputtering, looking for Mark. A second later I felt something grab my legs and Mark lifted me up out of the water and tossed me in again.

This time when I came up Mark had swum down to the other end and over to the girls who seemed more than happy to talk to him. The boys did not look as happy, however they cheered up after I swam over to join my brother. For the next half hour Mark and I stayed over there shooting the shit, and flirting our asses off. It turned us on to see others checking us out and knowing that we were going to be together at the end of the night. Of course the fact that I introduced us as brother and sister was a turn on of a different kind. After awhile we went back over to the folks and hung out with them. Dad seemed to be going out of his way to not look at me and made a couple of more "pretty" jokes about Mark until mom told him it wasn't our fault we were young and beautiful. I lied back in the chair with my eyes closed. I swear I could feel my brothers eyes on me. It was warm as hell in the pool room and I felt happy and lazy. Keeping my eyes closed I stretched hoping my brother was getting a good view. Somebody was as I heard another whistle from the other side.

Mom and dad got up and said they were going back and they wanted us to meet them for dinner at eight, it was only five thirty so I figured we had another half hour. I must have dozed because Mark woke me up by kissing me. I came up quick almost hitting him. Was he nuts? A quick look around though showed me that we were the only ones there. Mark smiled at me and getting up took my hand and led me over to the deserted hot tub. We got in and I let out a sigh of pleasure as the hot water jets hit my back and legs. At first Mark sat across from me then after a couple of minutes came around to my side and under the water started to play with my inner thigh then began rubbing my pussy through the bathing suit.

I moaned and smiled at him. Mark smiled back, his hair was wet and his eyes were just about completely green at the moment.

"You really are beautiful Mark." I told him.

"So are you Megan, the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

With that he leaned over and kissed me. I enjoyed the kiss as long as I dared then pulled away. I did however find his cock under the water and start stroking it through his bathing suit. A moment later however a couple of women came in and directly over to the hot tub. Mark and I got out and as we did I noticed them staring at Mark, I followed their gaze and had to hold in a laugh. My brother was still at least semi hard and the suit left little to the imagination. As he turned and walked away I overheard one of the women say;

"Jesus did you see how big that was?" Her friend replied;

"Matched the rest of him lucky bitch," She then added; "But young probably don't know how to handle it."

I shook my head as I grabbed a towel and went over to Mark. Oh trust me ladies this nasty girl could more than handle my little brother's beautiful cock. As a matter of fact I would be handling it all night long.

We returned to our room where we showered separately, Mark tried to join me but I told him to wait his turn. I had no doubt if Mark got in there with me we'd end up fucking and at this point I wanted to make him wait, besides truth be told I was still sore from earlier. Between the size of his cock and his physical strength my brother was not easy to handle sometimes. I took my time in the shower making sure my pussy would be perfectly smooth for later and then enjoying the hot water on my skin, then after rinsing off reluctantly got out. I wrapped myself in a towel and leaving the bathroom told Mark it was his turn. As my brother went into the bathroom I went over to the bed and dropping the towel set the alarm for an hour from now and slid under the blanket onto the cool crisp sheets. Oh this was sooo nice I thought as I rolled over onto my side and closed my eyes. Between the spa and the hot shower I went right out. I woke up a few minutes later when Mark slid under the covers next to me and after gently kissing my shoulder put his arm around me and pulled me close to him. Damn did this feel good! Apparently Mark thought so as well as he sighed contentedly in my ear.

I didn't want to move when the alarm went off. Screw dinner we could get room service later. I just wanted to lay here curled up with my brother and go right back to sleep. As I stayed there seriously debating trying to get out of dinner, the room phone rang. Mark rolled over and answered it, and of course it was Dad making sure we would be down in the restaurant by 8 god he was so fucking anal sometimes! I rolled over onto my side to face Mark who after hanging up the phone rolled over to me and wrapping his arms around me gave me a kiss and held me close to him.

"Damn you feel good Megan."

"So do you little brother, I could stay here for the rest of the night."

We stayed there for a few minutes and I was suddenly overwhelmed by how good my brother really did feel. Not just physically either, it was emotional as well. I felt a closeness to Mark that I had never even remotely come close to feeling with anyone else. With a groan I pulled away from Mark and sitting up stretched my arms up over my head letting out a startled yelp as Mark reached around and lightly pinched my nipples.

"I love that noise." Mark told me smiling.

"And I love that smile." I replied.

Mark got up and stretched as well. Damn I thought as I watched the muscles in his shoulders and back my little brother was one fine looking man. I finally dragged myself up and told Mark to change in the bathroom. He looked at me questioningly and I told him I didn't want him to see me get dressed. With a shake of his head Mark grabbed the hanging bag that he had brought in with him that contained his dress clothes and went into the bathroom. Going into my bag I put on the see through red lace bra and matching crotch less panties. This way when we came back to the room I would only have to put on the stockings and red heels I had bought.

I put on the one piece red dress I had brought with me and sitting at the small table in the corner spent a few minutes teasing my hair out a little. I had just finished applying my make up when Mark came out of the bathroom. Needless to say he looked fantastic wearing a burgundy colored dress shirt with black slacks he had even put on a black tie. I noticed he had gel in his hair which was bound to get my dad on him again, but I loved it. As I stood up Mark came up behind me and encircling my waist with his arms rested his head on my shoulder.

"Look at us." Mark said referring to the mirror on the wall. I did smiling at him in the mirror.

"Are we not beautiful?" Mark asked. I have to say I agreed.

Dinner seemed to drag forever, probably because I knew that a bottle and my brother's cock were waiting for me on the other side of it. I sat across from Mark next to dad and several times during dinner slipped off my shoe and slid my soft foot up his pants rubbing it along his leg. Each time he looked up I would wink at him. I was getting hornier by the minute, the fact that I was sitting next to my father with my pussy bare under my dress was adding to the overall feeling of lust that was coming over me. At one point mom got up to go to the bathroom, and I raised my foot and put it directly into Mark's crotch, he was hard as a rock and I could feel my pussy begin to drip. Oh what a night this was going to be!

Maybe not just for us either as I couldn't help noticing Mom was wearing her long sandy brown hair down, and was sporting three inch heels and a skirt that was shorter than what she would usually wear. Mark noticed as well as when mom walked away and I had removed my foot from his cock he said;

"You go Doug."

My father grinned and said;

"Trust me Romeo I could show you a few things."

"Please dad," I told him. "I'm trying to eat."

"I don't know Doug," Mark said smirking. "Denise looks out of your league," He shrugged. "You definitely married up."

My father actually laughed at that. It was good to see the two of them getting along. Mom came back and asked what was so funny and Mark told her he was pointing out that she looked hot. Mom blushed but was smiling. Who'd have thought Mark could be a schmooze? Finally after coffee and desert, dad paid the bill and said he was ready to call it a night. The four of us walked back to our rooms. Mom and Dad were in front of us but otherwise the hallway was deserted. I cut in front of Mark and still behind my parents stopped and quickly flipped my skirt up showing off my ass in the red panties. I dropped the skirt and turned to see Mark shake his head and whisper;

"Damn Sis."

We said goodnight to my parents and as soon as their door closed, I grabbed Mark's hand and led him down the hallway to our room. Mark had just closed the door and before he had completely turned around I had my arms around his neck and was kissing him hard. As he eagerly returned the kiss I rubbed my leg up and down his, Mark reached down and caught my ankle holding my leg up his other hand dipped under my dress. Mark grunted in surprise as his fingers found my bare wet pussy. He instantly plunged two of his fingers inside and I moaned into his mouth as we continued to kiss.

Mark's thumb found my clit and started working it in quick hard circles. I broke the kiss and moaned. Then catching myself whispered;

"Not yet little brother I want to play first, I ohhhh."

Mark wasn't listening his thumb was moving faster and as horny as I had been all night I was already getting close to the edge. Putting his mouth to my ear Mark said softly;

"That's it sis, you go ahead and cum nice and quick. That way I can take my time when I suck on that hot fucking pussy of yours."

"Oh yeah little brother? You want to lick your big sisters pussy tonight? Well I think I'll let you I...oh yes! Yesss!"

I came so hard and fast on Mark's fingers that had he not been holding my leg and had his arm around my waist I would have fallen. Mark kept his fingers still as I ground my hips into them, but his thumb continued to move keeping my orgasm going. I let out a soft whimper and fell forward into his arms.
"Oh goddamn I needed that."

Mark wrapped his arms around me and held me close. I rested my head on his chest enjoying the smell of his cologne, and the way he held me. After a minute, I pushed away from Mark and smiling at him walked past him and said;

"Come here little brother I have something to make the night even more fun."

Mark followed me over to the bed where reaching down I put my overnight bag on top of it and unzipping it removed the bottle of blackberry brandy. Mark frowned at me.

"I don't know sis."

"Oh come on little brother! Krissy told me all about your little frat parties."

"Yeah but here Meg?"

"Why not?" I asked.

As Mark tried to think of an excuse I Opened the bottle and took a sip. Damn that was good stuff! I passed the bottle to Mark who tried it and made a face;

"Too sweet."

"That's okay little brother because I got one for you!"

I pulled out the bottle of Jack and handed it to him. Mark stared at the bottle for a minute then with a shrug opened it and after taking a couple of long swallows passed it to me. Imitating him I took a big mouthful then winced as I swallowed it.

"Wow that's nasty."

Mark shrugged and taking it back looked at it, then back at me.

"I'm still not sure Meg I mean..."

He stopped as still holding the bottle I put my arms around his neck and pouted.

"Aw come on Mark you don't want to party with your big sister?"

I kissed him tasting the whiskey on his lips. I have to say it tasted better on him than it did straight. I could already feel myself flushing from the first couple of sips.

"It's not that I..."

"Come on little brother, you can get your sexy sister drunk and take advantage of her, make her suck that nice big dick of yours."

I stepped back and after taking another swig told him;

"I still have a sexy surprise for you."

"Yeah?" Mark asked. He took a couple of more long hits off his bottle. How the hell could he drink that stuff like that? "A better surprise than crotch less panties?"

"Way better, but I want you to have fun with me." I kissed him again and whispered in his ear;

"C'mon Mark how many guys can say they got drunk and fucked their hot older sister?"

Mark took another shot and smiled. His eyes were already getting bright.

"How many would want to?" He asked. I returned the smile

"More than would ever admit it. Now ready for your surprise?"

"Hell yeah."

"Okay well you sit right there." I pointed at the chair. "And I'll be right back."

I paused to shut the main light off in the room leaving just the lamp lit and went into the bathroom and pulling the dress over my head reached down under the sink where I had hidden the red fishnet stockings and matching heels. Sitting on the tub I put them on and standing up looked in the mirror, my cheeks were flushed and my eyes were as bright as Mark's I lowered my gaze to my tits where my hard nipples were poking through the red lace.

"Nasty Girl." I told my reflection.

I opened the bathroom door partway and peeked out. Mark was sitting in the chair; he had undone his tie and unbuttoned his shirt but left it on. Damn that was a sexy look!

"Close your eyes." I told him.

Mark put his head down and opening the bathroom door all the way I put my arms up along the door frame posing for him.

"Open your eyes little brother."

"Oh goddamn." Mark whispered as his eyes took my body in from head to toe.

"Yeah little brother? Your big sister looking good tonight?"

"Incredible."

"Well enjoy the show."

I reached over to the radio that was on top of the tv and hit play. As Wilson Picketts Mustang Sally began to play. I strutted into the room and stopping a few feet from Mark began to swing my hips to the beat while running my hands across my tits and down into my pussy, strolling up to the chair I turned around and bending over slowly shook my ass in his face pulling it quickly away then leaning over him rubbed my tit across his chest. Taking a step back I put my heeled foot up on his shoulder. He winced but his eyes were glued to my pussy which I reached down and spread for him swinging my hips back and forth in front of his face in time to the music I pushed my pussy into his face and let him get a quick lick in before taking it away.

Something tells me this was not what dad had in mind when he paid for dance classes a couple of years ago. I took my leg down and putting a knee on either side of the chair sat in Marks lap and started grinding on his hard cock through his pants. I rocked back and forth and side to side. Mark moaned and tried to grab my tits, I pushed his hands away and reaching back undid the bra and as it fell leaned forward and started slowly rubbing my nipples across his lips. When his tongue flicked out I pulled back and getting off his lap turned around and sitting on his lap ground my ass into his cock again.

"Damn you're good at that." He said. I laughed and answered;

"Yeah if painting doesn't work maybe I can strip for a living."

I reached over to the nightstand and grabbing the bottle took several long swallows as Mark reached around and played with my nipples.

"Oh yeah little brother that's nice, but I'm not done yet."

Putting the bottle down I got off of him and turning shimmied down to my knees and put my mouth on his cock through his pants. Mark groaned again and I stood up backing away and did a turn for him flaunting my ass. I felt incredibly sexy dancing topless, with my pussy exposed in front of my fully dressed brother. Mustang Sally ended and Danzig's She Rides followed. As the grinding demonic beat started I was going to strut back over and take that ride, but as the song started Mark got up from the chair and started moving to the beat of the song his hips swinging, he slowly worked his shirt off and tossing it aside met me in the middle of the room.

His arms went around my waist as mine encircled his neck, pulling me close to him we started grinding our hips in perfect rhythm we both worked our way down then back up, Mark reached over to the back of the chair and grabbing his tie looped it around my waist and stepped back, taking my cue I let myself go backwards arching my back. Holding me up by the tie Mark bent down and kissed my stomach before pulling me back up into him. Keeping the tie around my waist I turned around pushing my ass into his cock. Mark pulled me close with the tie and ground himself into me. I could feel both the heat of the brandy in my stomach and the fire of lust burning through my pussy. I couldn't wait any longer.

Turning around I pushed Mark back towards the chair and when he was close enough pushed him harder forcing him to sit down. With no further hesitation I dropped down to my knees and unzipping his slacks reached in and removed his huge dripping cock. I flicked my tongue across the head and Mark's hips twitched his cock was already dripping and the head so purple it looked painful.

"Oooooh," I cooed. "Is someone horny?"

"Oh yeah," Mark whispered.

I swirled my tongue around just the head and Mark groaned out;

"Oh please don't tease me Megan."

"Aw does my little brother want his nasty big sister to suck him off?"

Without waiting for an answer I opened my mouth and swallowed Marks cock whole, right down to the base of his shaft. I held it there enjoying the feeling of his cock throbbing against my tongue and then started sucking him in and out. My right hand was around his shaft following my mouth so that I was jerking him off as I blew him. Mark moaned loudly and I could feel his legs start to shake already. I didn't mind blowing him but I needed to feel him inside in the worst way. Standing up I turned and sat back down on his lap my weight driving his cock so far up inside me I let out a high pitched squeal.

"Oh Megan, oh fuck yeah!"

"I love it when you moan my name little brother." I told him as I started grinding up and down on his cock, my god was he deep!

I leaned down and placing my hands flat on the floor started bouncing up and down on his cock. Mark grabbed my hips and holding them still started using his own hips to slam his cock up inside of me. We were both panting and moaning, Mark was letting out little whimpers with each thrust and I knew he was going to cum soon. I pulled myself from his cock and quickly spinning around dropped back on my knees. Looking him in the eye I told him:

"First times right in my mouth little brother! You give your sister every drop!"

With that I attacked his cock like I never had before; deep throating him then sliding my lips back up to the tip before going all the way back down. In less than a minute, Mark let out a long shuddering moan, and grabbing my hair started fucking my mouth. I held still while he did and in seconds I felt the first blast of cum hit the back of my throat. Putting my hands on his hips to hold him still I started sucking on just the head of my brother's cock while jerking him off with my right hand.

"Ohh ohh!" Mark continued to moan and twitch as an amazing amount of cum was being pumped into his big sisters willing mouth. When one last hard suck only got me a couple of more drops I looked up at Mark and sticking out my cum covered tongue waved it at him before swallowing it. Standing up I grabbed the bottle and after a few sips smiled at Mark who looked as if he was ready to pass out after that.

"My turn."

He looked at me and I pointed down to the floor. Pausing to take a swig from his bottle, Mark stood up and removed his pants and shoes before obediently dropping to his knees. Sitting in the chair I threw one of my legs over each of the arms leaving my pussy wide open. Mark eagerly plunged his tongue into my steaming pussy and started fucking me with it.

"Oh yeah Mark you get a good taste of your sister's pussy, you lick it right up!"

Mark slid his tongue up to my clit and after sliding two fingers inside of me started doing slow circles around it. I moaned started moving my hips into his face. Mark put his hands on my thighs and looking up from between my legs said;

"Easy sis we have allll night remember?"

I smiled and leaning back in the chair did just that; just sat back and watched my beautiful brother run his tongue and fingers all over smooth, pink little pussy. I closed my eyes and let my head go back on the chair I swear I could feel the room spinning but when I opened my eyes everything was still, except for my brothers tongue and fingers which were playing my pussy to perfection. I moaned and turned my head towards the right where I saw the bottle of Jack on the table I picked it up and took a sip.

"Hey little brother," I whispered. "You like this stuff?"

"Hmm mmm." Mark said with his face buried in my pussy.

"Well then have a drink on me!"

With that I poured some of the liquor onto my thighs and pussy. I moaned as my brother swirled his tongue around my pussy lapping up every drop. It was such a turn on I could feel myself getting ready to cum. As my thighs started to shake I poured more of the booze onto my sticky wet pussy and as Mark sucked it off my clit threw my head back and came long and loud. I grabbed Mark's head with both hands and ground my pussy into his face as spasms of pleasure flowed through me. Mark rose up and taking the bottle of brandy poured some of it over my tits and started sucking it off my nipples. I looked up and saw he was hard again.

Mark put the bottle down and grabbing my hands pulled me up to a standing position then turning me pushed me back into the chair. I got on my knees with my arms and chin resting on the back of the chair and squealed as Mark came up behind me and drove his cock in hard.

"Oh yeah little brother give it to me! Fuck the shit out of your nasty big sister! Give her every inch of that huge fucking cock!"

Mark grabbed my hips to lift me up a little and started slamming the shit out of me. Nothing fancy just long hard strokes that had me biting the back of the chair so I wouldn't start screaming. Having already cum twice today Mark had no fear of getting off quick and was just giving to me; fucking me hard and fast just pounding away on his big sisters tight little pussy. I couldn't remember us ever fucking for this long. I was moaning continuously and as Mark started pulling me back and forth by the hips my nipples were rubbing the back of the chair getting me more worked up. I dropped my hand down between my legs and started working my clit. I came amazingly quick and just in time as finally Mark groaned and let out that cute little whimper that he always denied making and whipping his cock out sent several spurts of cum across my ass and lower back.

"Oh my fucking God!" I groaned as I leaned over the back of the chair.

Mark had gone to sit on the footstool and missed ending up on his ass where he sat trying to catch his breath. Finally I took a deep breath and forced myself to stand up. As soon as I did my head started to spin and I had to lean on the arm of the chair. Mark stood up slowly and grabbing the bottle of jack, took a few more swallows. He looked into it and handed it to me. There was only a little left, with a shrug I held my breath and killed the last of it. I went to put the bottle on the table but it hit the floor. Mark took my hand and led me over to the bed where we both fell down more than lied down. I was instantly aware of Mark's cum smearing into the sheets oh you dirty girl I thought.

After a couple of minutes I rolled over to Mark and kissed him, gently at first then harder. Mark rolled over to face me and wrapping his arms around me started kissing my neck and shoulders. We laid there just touching and kissing enjoying how good we felt together. I pulled away and propping myself up looked down into his eyes which once again were my favorite shade of green. He smiled sweetly at me and leaning up kissed me again. The way he did it made me think about how he was with Krissy that night. So sweet, so caring, so loving. No one had ever been that way with me. I found myself becoming emotional.

"Hey Mark?" I asked as he once again started kissing my neck.

"Yeah sis?" He asked as he slid his tongue down between my tits. I was thrilled to see he was hard again because I so needed him right now.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything."

I reached down and placing my hand under his chin lifted his face up to mine.

"Would you..." I hesitated. "Would you be you know... sweet to me?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know like you are with Krissy." I was aware that it came out as Krishhy, but didn't care.

"I well..." Before he could finish I put my head down and said;

"No one's ever sweet to me. They just want to fuck me." I put my head on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry sis I..."

"Even you." I told him interrupting again. "You're always just fucking me."

"Because that's what you want sis." He pointed out.

I looked at him and pouted.

"Well now I want you to be sweet, will you? Will you be nice to your nasty girl?"

I sounded pathetic and knew it. I looked up half expecting Mark to make fun of me. Instead he was looking at me with a soft smile his eyes looking into mine he leaned over and whispered in my ear;

"Megan I would love to be good to you."

Before I could answer Mark kissed me softly his lips moving across mine. As we kissed he rolled over onto his knees and gently pushed me back onto the bed. Still without breaking the kiss Mark got between my legs and entered me slowly. Not thrusting just easing himself in. I let out a soft sigh and let my head rest back on the pillow as kissing my neck Mark started slowly moving in and out of me. I wrapped my legs still in the fishnets around his hips, but didn't move just let my brother slowly pump himself in and out of my sore but very needy pussy.

"Oh that's soooo nice little brother." I whispered.

Mark looked down at me and smiling said;

"You really are beautiful Megan."

I think I blushed but was unsure because of already being flushed from the brandy. I felt overwhelmed by emotion and simply put my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me. Eventually I began slowly moving my hips into his. We went for a long time without changing position, no sense of urgency, and no nasty talk. Just the two of us enjoying being close to each other. Even when my brother finally came it wasn't the same; he didn't fuck me harder or speed up I simply felt him tense up a little and then felt his cock twitch inside of me. He groaned softly in my ear as what little cum he had left emptied into me.

We stayed there for a while just holding each other. The rest of the night was a blur I guess I really had too much to drink as I seemed to be only seeing things a little at a time. I vaguely remember Mark getting up and putting on a pair of shorts. He said something to me about getting dressed but I couldn't move I felt too damn relaxed. I remember giggling like a little kid as Mark sat me up and slid a tank top over me and then playfully kicking my legs and giving him a hard time as he pulled my stockings and panties off then tried to put a pair of shorts on me. I told him if he let me finish the last of the brandy I would hold still for him. Mark brought the bottle over but cheated as he took a couple of swigs before giving it to me. There was more there than I thought but I finished the whole thing like a good girl then...

We fucked again. I pulled Marks shorts down and after sucking him hard pushed him onto his back and hopped on top. Yes we had sex again because I remember being so turned on as Mark whimpered beneath me that he didn't think he could cum again. I rode him so hard we were bouncing up and down on the bed and finally with a groan that sounded as much like pain as pleasure Mark came. I gave him a kiss and rolling over told him that now he could put my shorts on for me. After he did I lied on my side and he curled up next to me like he always did.

"I love you Mark." I told him sleepily.

"I love you too Meg."

I remember thinking how odd we didn't say brother or sister. Then everything went away.

My eyes opened and immediately shut again as instantly I became aware of a painful throbbing in my head. I waited a minute then slowly opened them again. The throbbing was still there but not quite as sharp. I looked at the clock and it took a minute for the numbers to come into focus. It was 10:30 am. Damn, I don't think I had ever slept this late and I could definitely sleep some more. We weren't leaving until one so we had another hour. My brother was cuddled up close behind me. I Smiled as I listened to his deep steady breathing in my ear. Mark's arm was around my waist and his hand was just under my tits where my tank top had ridden up as I had slept. My left leg was bent up and out and Mark's leg was under it. I wiggled myself back even closer into Mark's embrace thinking how incredible this was. With a satisfied purr I closed my eyes again.

I heard a faint click, but paid it no mind. I was way too comfortable to move. I was just starting to drift when I heard another click this was louder, it sounded like...

I opened my eyes to see my father standing in the doorway of the room. In a moment that seemed to last an eternity I was aware of my brother's body wrapped around mine, the fact that we were half dressed ,and the empty bottle of brandy in plain sight on the nightstand. In my ear I heard my brother whisper;

"Oh, fuck me."

My father finally making out what he was seeing in the dark room came in and slammed the door behind him yelling;
"What the fuck is this?" ………………………….(13)


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-14



I was sitting at the bar at Vinnie's nursing one of the "cokes" that Jack had made for me hoping that it would sooth my nerves enough to get rid of that twisting feeling that I'd had in my stomach for the last few days. I knew this was the last thing I needed, that drinking was a big part of how things had gotten so bad in the first place, but what I really needed I couldn't have. What I needed was my brother, to have him hold me, to feel him next to me, and to have him inside of me. I heard a clinking sound and realized that my hand was shaking, causing the ice cubes to rattle. Putting the drink down I glanced over and saw that Jack was busy. It was the lunch rush, and as always I was amazed at how many people had drinks then went back to work.

I put my arm on the table and rested my chin in my hand in an effort to keep my head up. I was totally exhausted and had barely been getting through the days, but when night came I couldn't sleep worth a damn. That's part of the reason I needed Mark. That and the fact I knew he needed me, that he wasn't sleeping either and that he was scared. I don't blame him because I was as well. I was scared for my brother, for both of us. Today was Wednesday, Dad had said he was going to decide what he was going to do by Friday and that there would be no discussing anything until then. What Dad was going to decide was whether or not he was going to allow my brother to continue to live with us.

By far these had been the longest four days of my life. The ride home itself had been awful a six hour ride where barely a word was spoken. Dad had made me sit in the front and mom was in the back with Mark. I stared out the window most of the time alternately crying and kicking myself for being the one who had gotten us into this mess. I couldn't believe how ugly it had gotten, I had never seen either of my parents that upset.

A couple of times I risked a glance in the back seat to check on my brother. Poor Mark was sitting there looking off into space, but rather than the blank stare he would usually have I swear he looked like he was ready to cry. One time dad caught me looking and gave me a dirty look. The next time however he didn't notice and I saw Mom reach over and take Mark's hand. When my brother looked over at her she gave him a soft reassuring smile. At that Mark leaned his head over and put it on her shoulder. It was clear how much Mom cared for him. Not only was it touching but it gave me a glimpse of hope that mom would fight for my brother, as he had literally fought for her at uncles, and might be able to change Dad's mind.

When we arrived home Mark started to pull the bags out of the car and Dad made a crack about maybe he shouldn't bother unpacking. For the second time that day mom went off on dad yelling at him right there in the driveway telling him enough was enough. Mark had put his head down like a whipped dog and slowly headed for the house. I went to follow but dad told me to stay where I was. Once in the house Mark and I sat on the couch while mom and dad talked in the next room. Not giving a shit what my father would say at this point I held Mark's hand and leaning over whispered in his ear that I was sorry.

Just then Mom and Dad came in and sat in the chairs opposite of us. Dad said that he felt there was something going on that his gut told him we were lying that we were "closer" than we should be. He then added that he realized that what he was accusing us of was a big deal and mom had said some things that made sense. But it was more than just that, he didn't like how Mark had acted or had been acting and that he wasn't sure if he should stay. Before I could say anything Dad put his hand up and said he needed to think about it and we would discuss it Friday night. In the mean time, for the next week, the two of us were to only leave the house to work, and the only time we could be together was if it was in the parlor or kitchen, and most importantly at night he wanted our doors unlocked that if he tried one and found it locked ever again he would tell Mark to leave then and there.

I was distraught and wanted to say something, but Mom had caught my eye and shook her head. Later on after Mark had gone upstairs and Dad to his den, Mom took me aside and said to just go along with what he said for the week and that she would work on him. No matter what just make sure neither of us broke the rules, especially Mark.

The last four nights were terrible, I lied there unable to sleep knowing full well my brother couldn't either and knowing we were only a room away from each other. When I did sleep I had nightmares, the ones that I hadn't had in months. Last night I had heard Mark cry out in his sleep the way he used to when he had first come to stay with us. I had ached to go into his room, to hold him which of course would have led to having him.

In the end I just laid there in bed feeling terrible that my little brother needed his sister and I couldn't be there. Dad had not been kidding. Not only had he replaced the door knob on Mark's bathroom door, but put a new one on my side as well, they locked from the bedroom side and dad said he never wanted to find them unlocked.

Also true to his word I had heard him try my door several times at night sometimes more than once and from as early as 9pm right up to 3 am. Mark had mentioned at breakfast that dad had tried his as well. Mark had said this in Latin in front of dad and that had become the new rule; no speaking that "Cult shit" in front of him. No, Dad was convinced there was something going on, of course he was dead on, as a matter of fact I think my father would have a stroke if he knew some of the things we had done, including using their bed a couple of times.

After the first night I had smuggled in a small bottle of Captain Morgan and would add some to a can of coke every night to try to get myself to sleep. Last night at three am I had just decided to drink the last of it straight and then could barely get up for work. I couldn't imagine what I would do if dad asked Mark to leave. At just the thought of Mark being thrown out I felt my eyes begin to fill. Mark had nowhere to go, he obviously had no family other than me, Krissy still lived at home and her father didn't even like her seeing my brother after he had just about knocked that poor kids head off at the tournament last month. School wasn't an option; because Mark lived in RI and his scholarship to PC didn't include living on campus.

Even if he did find a place to go Mark would be in trouble, he needed his big sister as much as I needed him. Especially now, over the last couple of months Mark was changing, that suppressed rage was starting to show itself, and more often. His workouts were getting more intense as he tried to "wear himself out" as he put it. There was the incident at the tournament, a scene at a frat house that Krissy had told me about where my brother had almost gotten into a fight with two guys who he overheard talking about her tits, and of course popping my cousin last week. Hell at one point I had been afraid he was going to lose it on that terrible morning at the hotel.

The whole thing had been my fault. I couldn't have left well enough alone. A fantastic night in a hotel with nothing to do but fuck my hot brother wasn't enough. No I had to go and buy those damn bottles. Had we not been drinking we would have remembered to set the security latch. Hell we wouldn't have needed the damn latch as there was no way we would have slept until 10:30 had we not been falling down drunk.

No I had fucked up badly and my brother might pay the price for his sister's stupidity. As it was Mark, who in addition to being bombed out of his mind, and being fucked to the point of exhaustion by his horny big sister, had somehow had the prescience of mind to not only put on clothes but had managed to get his drunken brat of a sister dressed as well. The fact that he had was the only thing that had given us a chance to convince Dad we hadn't been doing anything wrong. Had we been naked...

"Hey blue eyes you in there?"

"Hmmm?"

I looked up to see Jack standing in front of me.

"You okay beautiful?"

"Yeah, just tired." I replied.

When I had come back to work on Monday Jack had presented me with a bouquet of flowers and what was either a sincere apology for our last night together or one hell of an act. He had told me that the next morning he had felt like a real prick for what he had said and would have called but knew we were away. Jack had asked about me giving him another chance saying that we could even go out to dinner somewhere first. I told him that was awfully nice of him that he would be willing to take me somewhere before fucking me, because that's obviously all he wanted and I was done with that. Besides why would he want to be bothered with damaged goods?

Jack had done his best to look upset and said okay, but he hoped I would still hang out at the bar with him. Sad to say I had taken him up on that offer the last three days, lying about how long my shift was so I wouldn't have to go right home and it gave me a chance to have a couple to calm my nerves. Since there were no classes I had been working everyday this week, which was a blessing as it kept me from going nuts in the house. Apparently Jack was still holding onto the idea he may have a chance as every time he spoke to me it was "Beautiful" or "Honey" or "Blue Eyes". I have to say if things weren't so bad I would be getting a kick out of him kissing my ass to get another shot to well, kiss my ass.

"I said yeah you look it." Jack said as apparently I had wandered off again.

Tired wasn't the word for it, I had been lucky to be getting three hours a night and that was with a little help from the bottle I had Betty pick up for me on Monday.

"Like I said trouble at home." I said simply.

"Well hey you know Megan your folks think you're working later." He reached out and gently ran his fingers through my hair.

"Lunch is over, I can get Vinnie to let me off early and we could go back to my place."

"Oh yeah?"

"Sure, you're off, I can get off and then..."

"You'll get off again and I'll still have an hour and half to kill." I told him pulling my face away from him.

Jack stared at me then shrugged.

"Yeah I guess I have that coming, just trying to give you what you need that's all."

Before I could give him another smart ass answer about him having no idea what a woman needs someone called for a drink and he wandered off. I sighed and looked at the drink. It was gone, I frowned, I really didn't remember finishing it, then again Jack had been talking to me and I hadn't heard him. I shook my head like he could give me what I needed. No there was only one person who had what I needed and at this point I was desperate for it, besides could it really get any worse? I was still wearing the white blouse, black mini skirt, and stockings that made up my uniform so I got up and went behind the bar and picking up the telephone called Mitch's hoping someone would answer.

Mitch's was a small seedy little bar that Mark had gotten a job bartending at just before Christmas. In typical backwards Rhode Island fashion you had to be twenty one to drink, but could serve liquor at 18. Not like that would have stopped Mark, who through someone at school had gotten a flawless fake ID. Mark worked there three nights a week, but because he was off from school Mitch had him helping remodel the second floor where there had been a fire a few months ago. Mark wasn't overly handy but was strong as a bull, worked hard and Mitch who had been raised in foster homes himself had taken a liking to my brother.

I listened to the phone ringing on the other end, at this time of day Mitch's was pretty dead and sometimes there was no one near the phone as they could all be upstairs. I could feel tears of frustration starting to burn in my eyes when Cynthia; a cute little redhead who also worked the bar there answered. I asked for my brother and was told he was upstairs with Mitch and they were pretty busy. I told her who I was and that it was an emergency.

That really wasn't a lie at this point I thought as Cynthia told me to hold on. In the last four days Mark and I had barely seen each other, just at night if he wasn't working and even then it had to be in the parlor or kitchen. Dad had been deliberately keeping us apart as much as possible, and I couldn't take it anymore I had to be with him.

"Meg you okay?"

I practically sobbed in relief as I heard his voice. There was a part of me that told me I was being overly emotional at this point but I couldn't help it.

"Mark can you leave work?"

"If I need to, what's wrong?"

Behind his concern I could hear Mark's own exhaustion in his voice. I don't know how the hell he was doing it; even without sleeping he was doing two hour workouts in the morning and eight hours of construction after that.

"I'm not okay Mark. I need you to come get me."

"Are you hurt? Did Jack say something, I'll...?"

"No Mark I just... I need to see you little brother. The folks think I'm working til six so come spend some time with me."

"I don't know Meg I mean what if Doug goes by there or he calls or..."

"It'll be okay Mark, trust me," Yeah right I thought even as I said it. "Just come get me."

"Look Sis I miss you too but,"

"Oh please little brother!" I cried into the phone finally losing control. "Please come get me! I need you Mark, I need my little brother," I sobbed desperately before getting out. "Don't you want to be with me?"

"I'll be there in a few minutes Sis, just take it easy okay?"

"Oh I can't wait to see you Mark!" I sounded pathetic but couldn't help it. "I want you to hold me and..."

"Megan!"

"What little brother?"

"Don't have any more to drink okay?"

I hung up the phone and sitting down grabbed a couple of napkins and after wiping my eyes, put my head down and took a few deep breaths to calm down. Mark was coming and everything would be okay even if it were just for a little while. What we were going to do I wasn't sure yet but for all I knew It could be the last time we... I forced myself to stop thinking like that even if Mark had to leave it's not like I wouldn't see him. But how would we sleep? Who would be there when we needed someone? Who would make it okay? Mark had Krissy for now anyways, as something told me she was not going to deal with Mark's growing darkness for much longer, but she wasn't the same as his big sister. I had promised Mark when he came to live with us that I would protect him, look out for him.

The last few months however had been more like my little brother looking out for me. Even at the hotel it was Mark who had drawn most of Dad's anger keeping him off of me. Then of course at the end when I melted down completely it was my brother who took care of me. I sighed I wanted another drink, but wasn't going to ask Jack after I had just blown him off(,) plus Mark was right I'd had enough. Once again I let my head rest on my hand, and as I allowed my stinging eyes to close, my wired mind, for at least the hundredth time since it happened(,) replayed that morning in the hotel.

Sunday Morning.

"What the fuck is this?!?" Dad shouted coming into the room.

As I sat up terrified my heart pounding, a searing pain went through the middle of my head. I was speechless; the only thought going through my head was that we had never secured the latch.

"I asked a fucking question!"

Dad yelled even louder than before sending another stab of pain into my head. Turning towards the wall he looked for the light switch; despite the fact it was after 10:30 the heavy drapes and gloomy sky had kept the room dark. As Dad fumbled for the switch I reached out to the nightstand to try to grab the brandy bottle. My fingers just grazed it, as I went to stretch further dad hit the switch and started to turn back, wincing from the bright light I was able to push the bottle and it wobbled then mercifully fell behind the nightstand. If it made any noise it was drowned out by Dad's yelling.

"Well is anyone going to answer me?!?"

Dad was rapidly approaching the bed, his face was red and his eyes were bulging dangerously. I had never seen him this angry.

"Dad please!" I started. "We were just..."

"Just what?"

"Doug listen," Mark began.

Like me, my brother had also sat straight up in the bed pulling his arms away from me.

"You!" Dad pointed at Mark. "Get the fuck away from my daughter! Now!!"

Mark jumped off the bed as if he had been spring loaded. As he did he put his hands up.

"Doug look I know this looks bad..."

"Oh I know what it fucking looks like alright!"

Dad had reached the side of the bed where I was, but was staring straight at my bother. I sat up straighter and put my hand on his arm.

"Dad please we were watching TV and just fell asleep. We..."

I stopped as Dad pulled his arm away from me and looked down at me.

"Oh really? Then why is the damn remote still on top of the TV and not on the bed?"

"Doug..."

"Shut up Mark I'll get to you in a minute."

I was scared, really scared. I looked up at Dad; my eyes wide and already filling up with tears.

"Dad we just we..." I had nothing. I was too nervous to think. Finally I whispered. "We were just sleeping together."

"Well I can see that Megan!"

"Well sometimes we have bad dreams," It was partly the truth anyways. "And we get..."

"Oh please Megan." Dad said waving his hand disgustedly.

"Dad it's true, Mark..."

"Was all over you!" Dad shouted again. "I'm not an idiot Megan! If you were back to back or on opposite sides I'd think about it but that's not what I saw Megan his hand was up your fucking shirt and your half fucking dressed!"

I looked down at the skimpy tank top that was tight enough to show I wasn't wearing a bra and the shorts were cotton boy shorts barely more than panties, my brother hadn't really been paying attention to what he had put on me, but thank god it had been something.

Looking up I saw dad had turned back to Mark who had come around to the foot of the bed so he was on my side but still a few steps away from dad. Mark was at least wearing a tank top and a regular pair of shorts, but you didn't have to look too hard to see he wasn't wearing underwear.

"Dad what are you trying to say?" I asked. The truth of course, but we couldn't admit it. Oh my god! I just kept thinking over and over.

Without looking at me Dad faced Mark and in a quiet tone that scared me more than his previous yelling asked;

"Mark?"

"Yes sir?"

"Are you fucking my daughter?"

"Dad!!!" I exclaimed. "What the hell are you talking about?" Desperation made it come out shrill enough to sound convincing or at least I hoped so.

"I'm not talking to you Megan." Dad said once again in that chillingly calm tone. "Not yet

anyway."

Turning back to Mark he took a step towards him.

"You didn't answer me. Are you having sex with Megan Mark? You screwing around with my daughter you crazy little bastard?"

I didn't like dad's body language. My father was big guy and in his day not afraid to fight and he was pissed. Mark saw it too and had taken a nervous step backwards.
"He's my brother for Christ's sakes!" I yelled hoping to get Dad to turn away from Mark.

It worked Dad spun around quickly.

"I know he is! But I know what I just fucking saw Megan and what I saw screamed sex! He all but had your tit in his hand."

"Daddy." I whispered my lip trembling. It was an attempt to get him to soften up although the trembling lip was real; I was ready to start crying any minute now. "Please don't say that. That's crazy and I..."



I couldn't finish, I started sobbing. That stopped Dad in his tracks, he looked down at me and leaning over put his hand on my shoulder.

"Megan?" He asked softly.

I looked up at him tears flowing down my cheeks. I wanted Mom, where was she?

"Daddy?"

My father leaned down a little closer to me and looking me in the eye asked;

"Megan did he make you?"

As I looked at him speechless Dad continued.

"Did he force you to and your just covering? I won't be upset at you I promise I just need to know."

As my father's words slowly registered in my numb mind I shifted my eyes away from his trying to think of what to say. Before I could speak again I froze. Down on the floor next to the nightstand was the empty bottle of brandy; it had landed right next to the red crotch less panties. In a moment frozen in time I looked away from what would be the fatal evidence in time to see my father's eyes start to follow what I had been looking at. Simultaneously I saw my brother looking down at the same spot. Suddenly he yelled;

"What the fuck's wrong with you Doug?"

My father instantly turned towards my brother with that dangerous look back on his face. As soon as he did I leaned over quickly, and praying dad wouldn't turn right back grabbed the bottle, and panties shoving them under the bed.

"Don't you dare raise your voice to me!"

"Well what the fuck Doug you're asking my sister if I fucking raped her. I think you're the crazy bastard!"

Mark delivered this convincingly; like me fear lending credibility to the lie and serving to draw my father away from me and that damn bottle. Well it worked maybe a little too well as Dad stormed right up to Mark who once again took a couple of steps back.

"Don't you walk away from me Mark!" Dad yelled following him. "You got fucking balls talking shit to me after what just happened."

"Nothing happened Doug! We were just lying there together."

My brother had taken a couple of more steps back and had run out of room his back touching the wall. Dad stopped barely a foot in front of him.

"That's not what I saw!"

"Nothing is what you saw!" Mark yelled again. "You saw me curled up with her Doug that's it(,) we weren't naked, we were sleeping."

"You had your..."

"Arm around her!" Mark snapped. "Just my arm Doug, I mean Christ do you hear yourself?"

"I'm warning you Mark you lower your voice when you speak to me."

"Bullshit! You're accusing me of hurting my sister I would never hurt my sister." Mark shook his head and his voice broke a little as he repeated, "Never, she's been hurt like that enough."

That stopped my father for a second. I wanted to help, but I was stuck there with nothing to say. I was also desperately scanning the room wondering where the hell the JD bottle was. Dad shook his head once again.

"I know that look Mark, you two looked way too comfortable, you..." He stopped his eyes widening and whispered;

"Oh my god this wasn't the first time was it?"

"That's it!" Mark screamed in my father's face. "I've fucking had it with this bullshit! You fucking hate me Doug you always have and you just want to think that way about me, that I'm crazy, that I'm sick well..."

"Enough!!" Dad yelled back. "I helped you Mark, I gave you a chance and this is how you repay me! You're screwing your sister you sick..."

"I am not fucking my sister!!!"

This time Mark yelled so loud dad stepped back. Oh shit! Mark had that look in his eyes. Finally snapping myself out of my trance I jumped off the bed and tried to grab dad's arm. My father yanked it away so hard I stumbled backwards.

"Stay out of this!" Dad yelled before turning back to Mark. Panicked I ran to the room door and opening it yelled;

"Mom! Mom I need you now!!!" I hoped she heard me as I went back into the room.

"Then tell me what that was Mark! Tell me and don't give me any bullshit, I..." As Dad spoke he had grabbed my brother's arm.

Mark swung his arm, backhanding my father's hand away from him.

"Don't you fucking touch me!!!"

"You fucking watch it Mark, I'm not afraid of you." Dad told him raising his hand again.

Oh my fucking god they were going to fight. Suddenly the look on Mark's face changed.

"Don't hit me!" He cried out putting his hands up in front of his face. "Please don't hit me, I'll be quiet, I'll..."

Dad froze. The doctors had said that Mark would say that all the time when he was younger because of what had happened with Max. As mad as he was that fact wasn't lost on my father who had lowered his hand and took a step back.

"I'm not going to hit you Mark," He said in a quieter tone. "I just..."

"You want to know what you saw Doug?" Mark demanded as he lowered his arms. "You want to hear me say it Doug? You want me to admit it to you?"

"Damn straight I want to hear it!" Dad said.

"Fine!" Mark snapped. "I'll tell you what you saw, I'll make you happy!"

Oh no, he wasn't going to tell? He hadn't snapped that badly had he?

"Mark..." I started.

"I'm scared okay Doug? I'm fucking scared. I have fucking nightmares every goddamn night and I wake up screaming and shaking. I have to sleep with candles in the room, that what you want to hear Doug? That I'm afraid of the dark? That I'm so fucking pathetic that sometimes the only time I can sleep is if my big sister lets me in her bed. That I need her to tell me it'll be okay?"

Mark was shouting this, but rather than sounding angry his voice was breaking with emotion as if he were ready to cry in frustration.

"Easy Mark," Dad said trying to put his hand on my brothers shoulder as he spoke, Mark pulled away from him.

"Yeah you were right Doug. It's all me. I come into my sister's bed sometimes and ask her if she'll hold me because I'm scared and sometimes she rolls over and I curl up behind her because I need to be close because I'm such a fucking loser!"

"What the hell is going on in here?" Mom demanded as she came running into the room. "There are people out in the damn hallway and I think someone called the desk!"

I ran over to mom and threw my arms around her so hard I almost knocked her down.

"Dad thinks..." I started and then the sobs came back and I was balling like a baby on my mother's shoulder.

As Mom held me, I heard her saying;

"Doug, what the hell are you two fighting about?"

Dad looked at her and hesitated either our performance had started to convince him or he was afraid to tell mom. My father was the type to keep anything that would upset her to himself. Despite the pounding in my head and the fear twisting in my stomach I realized I had a chance to get mom on our side first.

"Mom." I sobbed out.

"What honey?" She asked stroking my hair still completely confused.

"Please don't let him take my brother away from me, please!"

Mom turned and gently pushed me off of her shoulder so she could look at me.

"Megan why would your father want Mark to leave?"

Swallowing hard to hold back the sobs I choked out;

"Because he thinks Mark's making me have sex with him!"

With that I let loose an anguished wail and once again buried my head into my mother's neck.

"What?!" Mom exclaimed. "Doug what the hell is wrong with you?"

Not that after everything I have been through in my life I believe in God, but I owed something out there for my mother showing up just then and putting Dad on the defensive. After Mom had asked Dad if he was crazy he started to yell that he knew what he saw.

We were interrupted by the hotel manager who came in to see what the hell was going on. As I watched in surprise my mother calmly lied to the manager about there being a death in the family and everyone was a little high strung but everything was okay now. After a glance around the room the manager nodded and told mom if there was any more noise he would have to call the cops.

Mom then asked Dad to come back to their room and talk to her. Dad shook his head saying he wouldn't leave us alone to get our "story" together. After rolling her eyes Mom got Dad to sit down on the bed that hadn't been used, and Mark to sit in the chair. Staying next to me on the bed Mom asked Dad to tell her what happened.

As Dad told her how we had been in the same bed, how Mark had been "all over" me and just look at how I was dressed, I tried to watch Mom's face to see where she stood. To my indescribable relief Mom had shaken her head at Dad and although she agreed it might look a little bad, us being in bed together at our age but did he realize what he was really suggesting? How ridiculous it was never mind pretty sick.

Dad pointed out my clothing again, the fact that the other bed had never been touched and kept coming back to;

"You had to see it Denise, Christ we've been married twenty years and we don't look that comfortable."

Finally mom asked Mark what had happened. At first my brother hadn't answered, he was sitting there with that withdrawn deer in a headlight look that he had all the time when he first came to live with us. Fear of being hurt as well as his emotional outburst had caused him to resort to the only defense he knew from those years with Max; silence.

Mom instantly saw this and went over to sit on the arm of the chair and putting her arm around his shoulders, she whispered soothingly to him. After a minute Mark leaned into her letting her hug him then sitting back up said softly;

"I told him that when I have nightmares Meg lets me sleep in her bed. I know I can't sleep in strange places so last night she said to just get in her bed so I would be okay. I had a nightmare anyways and didn't want to wake her up so I just," He shrugged. "Just got as close as I could to her."

He looked up at Denise and whispered;

"I'm sorry Denise, I didn't mean to start yelling but I would never hurt my sister, she's all I have."

At this point I think my brother should have stood up and thanked everyone at the academy for the award of best actor because he was playing my mother like a violin. This however caused my father to go off again asking my mother if she was buying this bullshit. Once again my lack of dress came up.

Seeing that we had a chance my nerves had settled somewhat and I spoke up saying I hadn't expected to be sleeping in a room with anyone except Malory and didn't want to sleep in jeans or a skirt which was all I had. I told Dad that I figured I'd be under the covers and as far as Mark went, he had seen a lot more of me in the bikini last night and that he was my damn brother and didn't see me that way. I then started to cry softly again. I will admit to being able to generate crocodile tears at will, but at this point what was on the line was enough to have me ready at the drop of a hat. I then threw out;

"Please daddy, Mark loves me he would never hurt me."

Dad then got irrational again saying okay so Mark didn't force me he must have seduced me, made me feel bad for him. Mom once again told him to stop being ridiculous and bottom line it's not like you could prove anything one way or another.

That's when Dad dropped the real bomb that set things off again. Saying that Mom was wrong; he could prove it. Standing up he told me to get dressed we were going to the emergency room and he was going to tell them I may have been assaulted and wanted me checked out. At that point I started crying hysterically and I wasn't faking. It wasn't the fact that the test would prove it. After all Mark had cum inside of me twice last night, but it was the memory that flashed into my head that set me off.

I was ten years old in the emergency room at Rhode Island hospital where I had been brought by the police after they had come to check out a report from the neighbor that I had told their daughter that my foster father "played rough with me."

They had come at just the right moment as he had been at me and I was screaming and Frank had forgotten a window was open. I was still screaming and crying in the hospital. The female police officer who had brought me in was holding my hand and had her arm around me telling me it would be okay. It took two doctor's to open my legs to do a rape kit, and as they forced my legs open I screamed so much they had to sedate me.

I hadn't thought about it in a long time and hadn't had that nightmare since Mark and I had been sleeping together but it all came roaring back as vivid as the day it happened. I lost it. Pulling away from Mom I jumped up screaming at my father that I wouldn't go to please not hurt me. Without realizing it I was running for the door. Mom tried to grab me, but I pulled away. Up until that point Mark had been in that quiet withdrawn mode but as soon as I became hysterical he snapped out of it.

Moving unbelievably fast Mark leapt from the chair past my stunned father and caught me in four steps. Pulling me around to face him he wrapped his arms around me. I fought him for a minute then let myself go in his arms sobbing. As dad stood unsure what to do Mom came over and put her arms out to me. Mark let me go, but I hugged him again continuing to cry.

Apparently my taking Mark over my mother didn't sit well with Dad as he stepped forward and said in that quiet unnerving tone from earlier;

"Mark let her go."

I started crying harder, I heard Mom say my father's name but he wasn't listening.

"I said get your hands off of her Mark."

This was said louder and there was pure menace behind it this time. Oh god I thought please just let this be a bad dream!

"No Mark please don't let him take me there!!!" I sobbed.

Mom came up behind me and putting her hands on my shoulders whispered in my ear that it would be okay. At that point Mark, still holding me with his left arm, turned me to the side away from my father.

"Megan's not going to the hospital," He said quietly. "I won't let you take her."

"You won't let me..." My father began incredulously.

"I won't let anyone hurt my sister Doug," Mark said. "Not even you."

"That's it Mark!!" My father shouted. "You're crazy ass can fucking walk home from here! Now get the hell out of my way!"

Dad stepped up to Mark and started to reach for me. In slow motion I saw Mark's hand start to come up they both froze as mom yelled;

"Doug that's enough!! How dare you threaten my daughter with that bullshit with all she's been through, I mean Jesus Christ what's wrong with you?"

I lifted my head off my brother's shoulder and stared in shock. In all the years I'd lived with her I had never heard my mother raise her voice to my father never mind swear like that. Dad stopped in his tracks staring at her.



"Don't turn this around on me Denise! Look at the two of them. He acts like he's her fucking boyfriend!"

"No Doug he acts like a brother who's seen his sister hurt enough. They act like family, you know family? The people that are supposed to stick up for each other? Not threaten them or accuse them of sick behavior?"

Mom had walked away from me and stood between us and dad.

"You know what Doug? This conversation over! Now go back to our room and get the bags before we get arrested, we'll all talk at home."

After glaring at Mark for a minute Dad started to walk past then stopping turned and gently putting his hand on my shoulder said;

"I'm sorry honey I didn't mean to scare you."

I turned away from Mark and hugged my father who hugged me back then as he pulled away said to me quietly;

"That doesn't mean this is over Megan. I know what I saw, but you're mother's right we'll talk at home, in the meantime," Dad nodded his head towards Mark. "You keep your brother on a leash."

"Megan you alright?"

Once again Jack's voice brought me back to reality

"You don't look it." He said looking at me. "Damn your eyes are red."

"Not sleeping does that." I told him. So does crying, but I left that out. Jack shook his head and walked away he came back in a minute and put a shot in front of me.

"Telling you Megan what you need is some good old Captain Jack."

I looked at the shot thinking of what Mark had said.

"I don't like JD."

Jack Smirked.

"Good, because that's southern comfort, I was talking about the other shot of Jack you could use."

Was he full of himself or what? Before I could answer I heard from behind me;

"Captain Jack's a sinking ship. Let's go Meg."

I turned to see my brother standing behind me. He had come from work and was wearing jeans and a t-shirt over a long sleeved thermal that hugged his broad shoulders and upper arms quite well. The second thing I noticed was how red Marks eyes were. They were as bad as mine if not worse. Right now those bloodshot eyes were focused on Jack who was returning the glare. Once again I felt that aura of danger around my brother as if he were a fight waiting to happen.

"I don't know Mark. I waited on Krissy and her sister the other night and she seemed to like the view, gave me a big tip." He smirked. "Not as big as the one I could give her though, she is a pretty little thing."

"Don't be an ass Jack." I said getting up and turning to leave before Mark started up as I glanced at him however my brother looked surprisingly calm, he must be tired.

"Hey Meg take your shot." Jack said.

"It's Megan." Mark said and with that picked up the shot and downed it. "And thanks for the drink."

"Christ Mark." Jack said lowering his voice to a whisper. "Watch out man you're not legal to..."

"And neither is my sister but you been pumping her full of drinks for the last two months haven't you? So you can pump her with something else you piece of shit!"

"Easy Mark." I grabbed his arm. "That's all over now, let's go."

Jack looked at me as I said that. Then looked back at my brother.

"Watch your mouth Mark, you're pretty good in the ring with those kids, but out in the street with a real man it's a different story."

"Then find me a real man to fight and we'll see."

After saying that Mark let me lead him away by the arm, I could feel his muscles tensed. We walked outside and over to Mark's car; the huge black 1978 Buick Lesabre that my parents had gotten him for high school graduation that he was working on turning into a muscle car. Mark unlocked the door and held it open for me. After going around to the other side and getting in Mark started the car and headed up the street.

"Pull over." I told him.

Mark looked at me funny but shrugged and pulled over a few buildings down from Vinnie's. Instantly I slid across the seat and threw my arms around his neck, hugging him tight.

"Oh I miss you Mark!"

Mark turned in his seat and hugged me back just as hard.

"I miss you too Sis." He whispered in my ear. "I... I can't sleep and things just keep getting worse around the house. Doug's going to make me leave sis he's..."

"Shhh." I ran my fingers through his hair and just held him for a minute.

There were people walking by looking in the car. I had been working here for a few years and a lot of people knew me. Reluctantly I let him go.

"Where are we going anyway?" Mark asked as he pulled back into the street.

"I don't even know." I said shaking my head.

"Do you have any money?" Mark asked. "I have twenty and there's a motel on Hartford that's only $40 we could go for a couple of hours."

"I'm broke." I told him. I had Vinnie bank my tips so I only got them once a week. I had money at home but we couldn't go there right now.
"Okay." Mark said. Then pulling a u-turn drove back the way we came. I didn't ask where he was going I was just happy to be with him. Reaching down I grabbed his hand and squeezed it tight. Mark drove through Cranston to an old mill complex pulling around back he drove up to a set of rusted metal gates with a pad lock. Mark hopped out quickly and grabbed the padlock which fell open in his hand. After pushing the gate open Mark hopped back in the car, pulled it through and closed the gate behind him replacing the broken lock. I realized where we were; the flats it was called, a notorious make out spot for teenagers and where I'm sure Mark had brought Krissy before dad let him start "sneaking" her in.

. "I'm sorry this is pretty sleazy." He said looking genuinely upset.

I smiled, my brother was so sweet sometimes, but we hadn't been together since the hotel and this nasty girl needed her little brother's cock in the worst way so I didn't give a shit where we were. I leaned over and kissed Mark hard grabbing the back of his head so he wouldn't pull away from me. There was no need, my brother responded with the same sense of urgency I felt. As he plunged his tongue into my mouth his hands were already undoing the top buttons of my blouse.

"Oh yes!" I groaned as his lips left mine to find my neck at the same time his left hand slid into the cup of my bra and found my nipple.

I dropped my right hand into his lap and started stroking his hard cock through his jeans. Mark had finished with the buttons and pushing me back against the door of the car pulled my bra down, allowing my tits to spring free. With a groan that sent a wave of heat through my pussy Mark attacked my nipple's sucking the left one into his mouth while his fingers found the right.

"Ohhh! Oh yeah, you miss your sister's tits little brother?"

"I miss all of you!" Mark said as he removed his mouth so he could suck on my other nipple.

I leaned back against the door panting as Mark worked my nipples, then moaned as his hand dipped under my skirt, through my stockings and panties and started rubbing my pussy.

"Damn," He whispered. "You soaked right through!"

"That's because your nasty big sister needs that big fucking cock of yours little brother."

Mark reached further up my skirt trying to get into the waistband of the stockings. I had a better idea, at least for now, as I wasn't kidding about needing some of that cock and right now where I wanted my little brother's cock was right between his big sister's made for cock sucking lips.

"We'll get those later." I told him as leaning forward I pushed him back over to his side and reaching down unsnapped his jeans.

"Put your seat back." I told him as I pulled his zipper down.

Mark pushed his seat back all the way and lifted his hips so I could tug his jeans and underwear down.

"Oh look at that cock!" I exclaimed.

Mark's huge dick was standing straight up and was already dripping. Wrapping my right hand around it I started jerking it off as I leaned over and kissed him. My brother let out a whimper as I started kissing his neck while stroking his throbbing cock. With my other hand I tugged on his shirt.

"Take this off."

Mark leaned up and stripped off the two shirts, as soon as he did I found his nipple with my mouth. I looked up, making sure my brother was getting a good look at the tip of my tongue flicking across his flesh. I winked then slowly trailed my tongue down his flat hard stomach and towards his swollen cock.

"Oh yeah sis." He groaned as I gave the tip of his cock a sweet little kiss.

"Yeah little brother? You want your big sister to give you a blow job in the car?" I swirled my tongue around the tip of his cock getting a mouthful of his pre cum. "Only bad girls do those things." I looked up at him and winking said;

"Good thing for you your sisters a nasty girl."

Taking the tip of Mark's cock I slowly worked the length of it down my throat swishing my tongue around the entire time. Mark was breathing heavy and reaching down he grabbed a handful of my long black hair.

"Mmm mmm," I told him, the humming getting another groan out of him.

As I started bobbing my head up and down in a slow steady rhythm Mark kept his hand in my hair guiding my head up and down his twitching cock.

"Get on your knees Sis."

Keeping his cock in my mouth I pulled my long legs up onto the seat one at a time folding them under me until I was kneeling across the huge front seat. Mark reached across with his right hand, sliding it underneath my skirt and panties and slipped his finger into my pussy to get it wet then finding my clit began gently rubbing it.

"Oh damn that's nice." I said removing his cock from my mouth. "That's it little..."

I was cut short by Mark, using my hair as a handle, shoving my mouth back onto his cock. I opened wide as he pushed my head down to take the entire length. After holding me there for a minute he started slowly pulling my head up and down his cock. I relaxed letting him take control of how I sucked him. I kept my tongue moving at the same time sucking as hard as I could. I moaned as I realized Mark's finger was stroking my clit in the same rhythm he was moving my head. Keeping my right hand around his prick I reached my left underneath me and finding my nipple began to roll it between my finger tips.

Mark and I were both moaning, his hips were beginning to come off the seat to greet my more than willing mouth and I was starting to rock back and forth into his talented fingers. Mark let out one of those adorable little whimpers and I could tell he was holding back from really pumping his cock into my mouth. I pushed my mouth off of him long enough to look up at him and say;

"Go on little brother, you just go ahead shove that big fucking cock down my throat until you come, you let you sister take good care of you."

With that I put my mouth back on the tip of my brother's dick and waited. Taking his cue Mark resumed pumping my head up and down his cock, but faster and harder this time. I groaned in pleasure around his cock as he also sped up his fingers on my clit. Mark began moaning continuously, bringing his hips up to meet my mouth. As he pumped faster and harder my mouth was stretched to the limit and my eyes were beginning to water as my brother fucked my face.

Just as I felt Mark's cock twitch in my mouth and the first shot of cum hit the back of my throat his fingers gave my clit a slight pinch and started shaking it back and forth. At that moment I gave my nipple a good hard pinch and started squealing around my brothers cock as my orgasm plowed through me. Mark was holding my head onto his cock so as I was moaning in pleasure I was still getting cum sprayed into my mouth. I heard myself making a whimpering gurgling noise that drove me wild oh you nasty fucking girl.

Mark let go of my head and I pulled it off of him letting a mouthful of cum out to splatter all over his cock. Damn that looked hot! Mark was leaning back against the seat panting. I sat up on my knees trying to catch my own breath.

"Damn I came hard." I told him. "I needed that."

Mark looked over at me and smiled.

"How about you hop in the back and take those damn stockings off?"

I didn't need to be told twice. I got out of the car with my tits hanging out of my blouse and quickly pulled everything off from under my skirt and after moving the seat climbed into the back. Mark had done the same thing stripping his jeans and underwear off in the cold winter air and getting into the back where, like I had, he got onto his knees.

I leaned against the window and raising my legs put them up on his shoulders. I was going to try to sit up more as Mark couldn't quite angle his head down to my pussy, but before I could Mark slid his hands underneath me and cupping my ass in them lifted me up off the seat and directly into his eager tongue which he plunged deep into my steaming pussy.

I squealed in delight as Mark ran his tongue up and down the length of my incredibly slick pussy. Each time he reached my clit he would do a quick circle around it before giving it a quick suck then trail back down again. As unbelievable as it felt it looked pretty damn good too as Mark's arms were bulging with the effort of holding me up and his face was glistening, covered in his big sisters juices. Mark once again shoved his tongue inside of me and held it still. Taking the hint I started pumping my hips moving and sliding his rigid tongue in and out of my pussy.

"Oh hell yeah!" I exclaimed. "Look at you, tongue fucking your sister!"

Mark then slid lower and slid his tongue into my ass getting another high pitched squeal out of me.

"Ohh you are naughty little brother!"

Mark's tongue found its way back to my clit where he swirled it around in tight hard circles. Mark's hands were busy holding me up so I reached down and spread myself open for him.

"Oh that looks so good sis!" He told me as his tongue ran across my clit and between my fingers.

Mark sped up the circles and as my hips began thrusting harder he fastened his lips around my swollen clit and started sucking it in and out, in rhythm to my movements. I removed my fingers from my pussy so I could play with both of my hard pink nipples. Once again as I felt myself on the edge, I gave them a pinch; that little jolt of pain sending me over the edge. This time without a mouthful of cock to stop me I through back my head and screamed long and loud, my hips thrusting hard into my brother's face, the scream died down to a soft whimper as the last waves of pleasure flowed through me. I jumped and I moaned as Mark put his mouth on my pussy and sucking hard came away with a string of his sister's cum on the tip of his tongue,

"Ohhh little brother." I said softly.

Goddamn I think I had cum even harder that time. And Jack thought he could give me what he needed. Please, my brother was ten times the lover he was. Then again I thought with a smile he did have a great teacher. My thoughts were stopped short as Mark keeping my legs on his shoulders dropped my hips to the seat and coming forward drove his once again hard cock deep inside of me and started fucking the shit out of me. My pussy was so wet that there was a wet sucking sound each time he thrust himself in and out.

"Oh Fuck yeah!!" I cried out as Mark hammered away at me.

I lifted my legs off his shoulders and placed my feet flat against the roof of the car(,) my red toe nails and Ivory skin looking incredibly sexy on the black upholstery. Not as sexy as my brother however. Even though it was winter the heat was cranked up in the car and with the sexual Olympics we had been having Mark was covered in sweat, making the muscles in his chest and arms stick out even more. Reaching out I put the palms of my hands on his chest and started caressing his flesh running them down across his flat hard stomach then back up where I gave his nipples a playful pinch.

Mark took his feet and pushed them against the window(,) lifting himself off the seat and holding himself in the air like that continued to drive himself into me. Holy fucking shit! I thought as I looked at the muscles in his thighs and calves bulge along with his forearms and biceps. Jesus Christ he's strong, as even in that position he was fucking me hard enough to get a yelp out of me with each thrust. After another few pumps Mark dropped back down to his knees and pushing my legs back even further delivered several unbelievably hard thrusts.

"Oh my fucking god!" I screamed as my brother pounded the shit out of my poor little pussy.

Mark drove into me several more times before letting out that little whimper again and filling his big sisters pussy with another amazing amount of hot cum. Mark looked down at me sweat dripping from his face. I put my arms around his neck and pulled him down into me.

"Come here little brother." I said softly.

Mark let his weight go and slid his arms underneath me. I lowered my legs but kept them around his waist completely wrapping him up into my body. We laid there holding each other tightly Mark was still breathing heavy in my ear and I could feel his heart pounding against my chest.

"Easy baby." I whispered as I started playing with his hair.

"I missed you Sis."

"Me too little brother that's why I had to call, Mark I had to. I needed you bad."

"Yeah well this feels great but we gotta get dressed." Mark said pulling himself away from me.

As much as I hated to let him go, I certainly wasn't going to argue with him especially after last weekend's scene at the hotel. I was pretty much still dressed so it only took me a minute to pull my bra back over my tits and button my blouse.

I watched shaking my head as Mark opened the car door and stood out there completely naked on a twenty degree day and slowly got dressed. I have to say the steam coming off of his powerful body looked amazing. I would have to use it in a painting sometime. Mark finished dressing and after tossing my panties and stockings back to me reached into the glove compartment and removed something I couldn't see. Mark climbed into the back seat with me.

"I'll tell you what I think I missed more than that," Mark said. As he spoke he put his back up against the back window and after sliding one of his legs along the length of the seat put his arms out. "Come here Sis." He said softly.

Oh god how I needed that! I turned around in the seat and slid backwards until I was between Mark's legs and my back was against his chest. I slid down a little more so the back of my head was resting in his shoulder. Mark wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed the side of my neck. Oh this felt so good! I put arms on top of his and sighed settling back into him.

"Shit," Mark said. "Hold on." He removed his arm and picked something up off the seat and put it in front of me. It was the timer he used when he worked out.

"What time you say you were working until?"

"Six."

As amazing as it was I already felt drowsy between the incredible sex and how good Mark felt I knew I would sleep.

Mark set the timer for ninety minutes then putting it down on my lap wrapped his arms back around me.

I closed my eyes and was almost out when Mark whispered;

"Meg?"

"Yeah Mark?"

"I... I think your father's going to tell me to leave."

"We don't know that Mark. Mom said she'd work on him and the longer it goes I think the better I mean he would have done it right away if he didn't have doubts."

"Yeah or we all made him feel like he was wrong."

"It'll be okay Mark." I squeezed his arm reassuringly although I wasn't all that sure myself things would be okay.

"You're all I have Meg." Mark said in a tone that brought the tears back again.

I didn't answer right away. Partly because I really didn't know what to say, but mostly because I was so tired I couldn't think straight. As much as I wanted to say something comforting I needed to sleep, get my head clear and go from there. As if reading my mind Mark whispered;

"I'm so tired sis."

"Then go to sleep little brother." I said softly.

I waited to see if he would say anything else but within a couple of minutes Mark's breathing slowed and deepened in my ear and I knew he was asleep. Closing my own eyes I could already feel myself drifting. Four days of fear and stress were forgotten as I wiggled myself back a little more nestling into Mark's chest even more. Suddenly everything felt like it was okay just as I knew it would.

I awoke with a start as the watch began beeping in my lap. I hit the button then taking a deep breath I held it for a moment before slowly exhaling. Damn that was a fast hour and a half. I must have gone right out. I didn't even dream about the hotel as I had the past few nights. More importantly I didn't have the other dream the one that had been plaguing me all week, and up until a year or so ago a good part of my life. Of course the reason for that was lying behind me holding me in his arms. On that note I realized Mark was still sleeping I can't imagine how exhausted he must be to sleep through an alarm, like myself a pin dropping could wake my brother.

Looking down at the watch I saw it was 5:30. We should be going so I could get to Vinnie's in time to pretend I left at six, god knew my father probably had the route home timed out. After listening to my brother's steady breathing in my ear and enjoying how good it felt to be close to him again. I figured screw it and set the watch for another half hour. I didn't think I would fall back but the last thing we would need is to fall asleep and wake up in the middle of the night. Besides this way Mark could sleep a little longer, I'm sure he had been getting less sleep than me as he wasn't getting any "help" like his big sister was.

On that note I frowned, the last three nights I had told myself I wouldn't drink to fall asleep, but each night I had given in, just as I had given into Jack's offering it to me after work every day. I didn't want to but it really did make me feel better. After years of doing very well leading a normal life with parents who truly loved me and of course my beautiful little brother who loved me in every way, I had begun to feel that old empty feeling coming back, that feeling that no one else except Mark seemed to understand. The only time it seemed to go away was if I was with my brother or if I took the edge off with drinking. Gently moving Mark's hands from around my waist I sat up.

Mark opened his bloodshot eyes for a moment then closed them again as I gently caressed his cheek. My brother made that adorable little cooing sound and turned his head into the seat. I wasn't sure if he had ever really woken up. Looking at him I wondered what would happen if my brother was no longer around to be there for me. What if dad threw him out who would I turn to? As watched my brother sleep, I knew that I would have to find away to convince my father to let Mark stay. My little brother needed me. Although as I leaned forward and rested my head on his chest I was beginning to realize not nearly as much as his big sister needed him. ……………………….(14)



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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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-15


It was Thursday night and I was in my room painting frantically. There was really no other way to describe it. When inspiration was upon me I painted at a rapid pace that had a couple of my instructors shaking their heads, not only at how well the paintings would come out but how I managed to do it so quickly without the painting becoming a mess.

I was only using a half a dozen colors for this one and a brush for each. When I switched I would simply drop one and pick up the other barely looking at the easel and when I'd start slapping the paint on it would splatter, as soon as it did however I would hit it with another brush and quickly blend it in. Because most of my paintings were very dark and I figured creatures of the night would never allow themselves to be fully seen and the odd colored shading and blurred figures added to the effect of my nightmarish landscapes.

I finished adding red eyes to several of the demonic figures on the canvas, using savage jabs with the narrow brush which, rather than leaving them with perfectly shaped red eyes it appeared that they were glowing unevenly from their shadowy faces. When I painted like this I splattered quite a bit so I was wearing only a ripped tank top that barely went down past my tits and a pair of panties. Let dad come in now and he'd see why I liked to lock my door I thought to myself.

Finishing the eyes I dropped the brush and reaching over grabbed the bottle of coke from the table next to me. I took a couple of swallows closing my eyes and smiling as the alcohol spiked soda left a warm happy trail down my throat. When I looked back at the picture it was blurring. I sighed, putting the bottle down, blinked and shook my head. Between the liquor and not having slept since early last night I could feel myself getting light headed. Good maybe after another drink or two I could sleep. Last night had been a rough one and could have very well been the last night my brother spent in our house.

When Mark had brought me back to Vinnie's a little after six Jack was waiting outside by my car smoking a cigarette. After warning Mark to behave I gave him a kiss on the cheek and told him I would see him at home in a little while. I wished I could have given him a real kiss good bye but Jack was watching.

When I got out of Mark's car and walked over to him Jack said that he had waited for me because he wanted to tell me my father had stopped by looking for me. I felt suddenly nauseous. Once again I should have listened to my brother. Mark had mentioned Dad stopping by to check on me and he had been absolutely right! Now Dad would think I was with Mark. I would have to call Mitch's to see if Dad had gone there as well, oh my god I had fucked up again! All this had raced though my head in an instant I simply looked at Jack speechless.

Noticing the instant look of panic on my face Jack said he had told him that the driver had called out sick and since we were dead they had sent me in the van to do some delivery's. I thanked him and Jack then told me that my father had asked if Mark had been coming around. Once again surprisingly Jack had covered saying that he had seen Mark in here with Krissy the day after Christmas but that was it.

Jack said dad seemed to believe him then handed him $20 and gave him his work number and said to call him if Mark showed up looking for me. This was getting worse by the day. My father was convinced he was right and he was going through any length to prove it. If Jack hadn't covered for us when we had got home Mark's bags would have been packed or worse the police might have been there, as on one of his rants just before we left the hotel my father had said he would get a restraining order against my brother.

Mark was in pre law and told me Dad couldn't do that but it showed not only how far my father would push this but that he still seemed to think my brother was forcing me into something. The ironic thing was, besides the fact dad was right about us in general, was the fact that I was the one who instigated it, coming into my brother's bedroom that night six months ago and seducing him.

I thanked Jack again and this time gave him a hug. Jack put his arms around my waist and returned the embrace whispering in my ear how good I felt. I was no fool; Jack hadn't covered out of the kindness of his heart. He was looking to get back in my good graces as well as my pants, but still I was grateful and told him so, even giving him a kiss. Jack smiled and told me he wouldn't rat my brother out but was wondering what the hell Mark had done as my father hadn't seemed to happy. I shrugged and told him it was a long story. Jack's smile then got bigger and he said when I was off my punishment he could clear a night for me to tell him.

Being smart enough to play the game and keep Jack's loyalty I told him that I would let him take me out to dinner next week to make things up to me, but only dinner. Jack had kissed my hand and told me thank you. He then frowned and commented on how nervous I looked, did I want to come in for a drink? I told him no I had to get going. Besides I had taken enough stupid chances already the last thing I needed was to show up buzzed.

When I arrived home I bit the bullet and told Dad that Jack had said he'd stopped by and asked if anything was wrong. Dad shrugged and told me he was checking up on me. I had asked if he had swung by Mitch's. At that Dad had shaken his head and said he really didn't care where Mark was as long as he wasn't with me. I felt another of those sinking feelings go through my stomach, this did not sound good for my brother. Mom however snapped at my father telling him not to talk like that. Dad rolled his eyes and we finished dinner in silence. When he finished Dad kissed mom and thanked her for dinner like he did every night before he went into his den to watch the news and read the paper.

The other part of the ritual was to also give me a kiss as well and tell me goodnight in case I went upstairs and he didn't see me again. I watched as Dad walked past me and started to leave the dining room. I put my head down sadly. Up until this point all I had been worried about was Mark and I being separated. Now however it hit me that it had also affected my father's relationship with me. I had always been his little girl and despite his tough old school demeanor he had always eaten it up and loved being affectionate with me. I heard Mom clear her throat and a moment later felt my father come up behind me and putting his hands on my shoulders kissed the top of my head.

"Good night hon," He said softly.

Before he could move his hands I put my hands up grabbing his and holding them. Dad moved his arms around my shoulders and hugged me.

"Dad..." I began.

"We'll talk Friday night Megan, when I get home, not before."

Dad let me go and left the room. I looked up at mom with tears in my eyes. She reached across the table and took my hand for a minute and told me not to give up that she was still working on it just keep doing what we were supposed to.

Mark showed up a few minutes later and I stayed at the table while mom heated up his dinner. Mark sat and ate listlessly, he looked more tired than when I had seen him a few hours ago. I noticed his hand shaking as he ate and his leg was tapping constantly. Mom asked him if he had taken what the doctors had given him to sleep and he mumbled something about no but he would tonight. That was a lie my brother hated medication, like me he never wanted to be put in a place where he might not be able to wake up right away. Having spent two years being assaulted at night I understood completely.

I had hoped that after having spent some time with Mark, which had included two amazing orgasms as well as a nap in his arms that I would be able to sleep that night. I did fall asleep around ten, but woke up from a nightmare I couldn't remember the details of I just knew I felt scared and uneasy. I laid there for awhile then giving up set up my easel and putting a blank canvas up started painting. Apparently Mark couldn't sleep either as a few minutes later I heard three small thumps, then again a minute later. Mark had a dart board in his room and all I heard all week long was the sound of the darts hitting the board.

I became absorbed in my painting, blocking out huge areas of grey where I would put the ghoulish figures that populated my paintings then leaving a space in the middle for something what I wasn't sure yet but it would come to me. When my stinging eyes made me stop, I got up and went into the bathroom. I could still hear Mark tossing the darts. I looked at the door longingly. Less than ten feet from where I stood was my brother's bed where I would give anything to be right now. I knocked softly on the door and Mark opened it a few inches.

"Megan we can't." He said simply.

I nodded and poking my head through the door kissed him gently on the lips.

"Good night my beautiful little brother." I whispered.

Mark smiled sadly and said;

"Sweet dreams my sister."

I went back and lied down to no avail. There was a fifth of brandy between my mattress and box spring but I forced myself to roll over away from it. I would not give in tonight. As a reward for my holding off I fell asleep sometime around 4 am and slept to a whopping 7am. Today had been a long one. They only needed me at Vinnie's until 2 and after yesterday I wasn't taking any chances. I had come right home and been painting and drinking ever since. Tomorrow was the day, and there was no way I was not going to sleep tonight. I had also noticed that even my painting flowed better when I had a bit of a buzz.

I had slowed down an hour or so before dinner then ate quickly in silence and went back upstairs where I now sat staring at the canvas. The painting was of a large room where every dark corner was populated by some type of demonic creature crawling out of the darkness and reaching for the center of the room, they were coming from the floor and ceiling as well, each stretching their long claw tipped arms out towards the two figures kneeling in a small circle of light in the center of the room. The figures were on their knees hugging, trying to protect each other.

The figures were my brother and I.

I had painted us small but the resemblance was there I had even managed to dot my eyes with a sky blue color. The border of the painting had been done last night and was dry. Picking up a black sharpie I wrote in the corner; Demons of the past. Underneath with a flourish I signed De Costa. I jumped at a knock on the door. Mom poked her head in and told me that she and dad were running out for a couple of hours to go to a wake. It was Thursday so Mark was working the bar and wouldn't be home until one. When Mom left the thought crossed my mind to call Mark and see if he could come home, but I had learned my lesson with yesterday's near miss.

With a sigh I went into the bathroom and took a shower scrubbing the paint off of my face, chest and everywhere else it had ended up. As I stood there in the steam, the hot soapy water running down my body I closed my eyes envisioning my brother in here with me. Standing behind me slowly shampooing my hair, his hands would then caress my shoulders before reaching around and fondling my tits. At that thought my own hands reached up and cupped them, my fingers making slow circles over my erect nipples. My breath picked up as I slid my right hand down past my stomach reaching my smooth wet pussy I slipped my middle finger inside. I let out a low moan and reaching my other hand down started stroking my clit. I leaned against the wall playing with myself. Then stopped and listened, I swore I heard the downstairs door.

Shutting the water off I tossed on my robe without bothering to dry off and going back into my bedroom looked out my window which overlooked the driveway. Mom's small Toyota was there, but they had taken Dad's car. I shrugged must be hearing things. I went into the bathroom and dried off then slipped on a tank top and a pair of shorts to sleep in and went back in my room and froze; I had just heard a creek on the steps that led up to the hall. More than a little nervous now I ran over to my bedroom door and locked it wincing at the loud click it made. I had a phone in my room and thought about calling the police but didn't want to look like a fool in case there really was no one there. Leaning my head against the door I listened carefully then jumped and let out a startled yelp as someone knocked on the door right where my head was.

"Hey Meg it's just me."

It was Mark!! I laughed out loud in relief. Not just relief but joy. Mark must have known the folks were going to the wake and had left work to be with his big sister. I hurriedly unlocked the door and opened it. Mark was leaning against the wall opposite my door. He was wearing a black t-shirt and jeans both were snug enough to not only show what he had on top but below as well. Damn did I want some of that.

I smiled at him and stepping into the hallway reached out to put my arms around him. Mark got a funny look on his face, his eyes darting to the side. I stopped and turned to look towards his room. Krissy was standing there.

"Hey Megan." She said looking a little nervous as she always did when she knew that I knew she was going to be in my brother's bed. I managed a small wave then looked at Mark who avoided my gaze. I was pissed. How dare he sneak her over when he knew I needed him. Probably sensing my thoughts he looked at Krissy and said;

"I'll meet you in there in a couple of minutes okay beautiful?"

"Okay." Krissy said then after giving Mark a wink and sexy little smile said;

"Don't keep me waiting baby."

Once she went into his room. I stepped back into mine and he followed.

"Mark are you crazy?" I asked him. "She's not supposed to be here!"

"I know Meg," He said. "But I knew they were leaving, my car's at Mitch's and if they stop in Cynthia's going to tell them I went with Mitch to work the door at Baby head. Trust me Doug's not going down there."

Baby head was a punk slash goth club that Mitch was part owner of and Mark worked there as a bouncer once in awhile when they were going to have a big crowd. Mark was probably right but still why wouldn't he come home to me? Didn't he know how bad I needed him? Mark was still speaking;

"I had Krissy park around the block and we walked over."

"Mark," I shook my head. "If you get caught..."

"Doug will be glad it's Krissy in there and not you." He said.

"Yeah well speaking of," I looked up at him pouting. "Why isn't it me?"

"Look sis," He started but I cut him off.

"Why wouldn't you want to spend the time with me Mark? You love Krissy more than your big sister?"

As I said this I could feel my eyes starting to fill up. Why was I so damn emotional lately?

"Of course not," Mark said coming forward and hugging me close to him. "But after yesterday Meg, I can't take a chance."

"And Krissy's not taking a chance?"

"They think I'm not going to be home until after one. We're going to..." He shrugged. "You know fool around then I'm going to set the alarm for a few hours from now and sneak her out the back like I always do."

"What if Dad checks the door?" I asked as I held myself tightly against him.

"All he does is turn it to see if it's locked, he hasn't come in." He pulled away so he could look at me.

"Besides I...I need to sleep sis. I'm so fucking tired and tomorrow's the day and I just I need her Megan I need this."

I started to cry.

"And you don't need me?"

"More than anything sis but not tonight, we can't, please Meg."

His eyes were so bloodshot you could barely see any white around his pupils and I could feel his hands trembling on my shoulders.

"Megan you know you're exactly what I need but..."

I realized I was being selfish. I still wanted him with me but I understood how desperate he was and he was right. God forbid he snuck into my room and we fell asleep and dad caught us.

"I just don't want you to get in trouble." I said hugging him again.

"I won't but Meg?"

"What?"

"Speaking of trouble; be careful sis because I can smell your breath five feet away."

"Yeah well, I don't have anyone I can sleep with so I guess I just have to do what I can." I said bitterly.

"Meg please..."

"Go little brother." I told him pushing him out the door. "Go fuck your little Krissy and curl up with her while your sister cries herself to sleep."

Before he could respond I slammed the door in his face and locked it. I walked over and lied down on my bed ignoring him as he called my name. After a couple of minutes I heard his bedroom door open and shut. I lied there and did cry for a few minutes. It should be me in there with Mark not her, it wasn't fair. But Mark was right nothing had worked out for us this week and we were both exhausted and would fall asleep and dad would catch us.

After a couple of minutes my tears dried up and I pulled the sheet over myself. I lied there thinking by now Mark had Krissy naked and they were fucking. Mark would be going easy with her like he always did, then they would cuddle up and Mark would sleep, maybe. He had said before that he couldn't always with her only with me. Realizing that I had left the door locked I got up and unlocked it in case dad tried it later and remembering what Mark said brushed my teeth and rinsed with mouthwash before going back to my bed.

I found myself thinking of my brother with Krissy; envisioning Mark on top of her, playing with her huge tits, and licking that sweet little pussy reminded me that I was horny earlier. Reaching over to the nightstand I removed the slim purple vibrator from the drawer and opening my legs slid it up inside of my wet pussy and turned it on. I groaned and closing my legs to hold it in, started playing with my clit with my right hand while my left found my nipple. I closed my eyes once again picturing Krissy on Mark's bed, her legs spread, and his face buried between her legs. I came hard, biting my lip to hold back my squeals and removing my hand from my tit I started working the vibrator in and out of my pussy in time with the thrusting of my hips.

I sighed and putting the toy back in my drawer laid there and hoped to go to sleep. A minute later I heard Krissy let out a long loud moan from the other side of the bathroom. I needed to sleep. Now. Sitting up I grabbed the bottle of rum laced coke and chugged the rest of it. I closed my eyes as I felt my head spin. Putting the bottle down I picked up Scooby Doo and rolling over on my side hugged him close to me.

"Good night my beautiful little brother." I whispered into the darkness and closed my eyes.

I woke up suddenly quickly sitting up and just as quickly brought my hand to my head, which felt like it was going to pop. I felt incredibly light headed and as I took a few deep breaths realized I was probably drunk. A quick glance at the clock showed 9:30 I had fallen asleep around 8. I had gone out like a light, what had woke me up? Reaching over I turned on the small reading lamp on the nightstand. Then Dad's voice came through from the other side of the bathroom.

"I can't believe you Mark! How dare you disobey me and bring her in here!"

Oh my god!! Dad had found Krissy. I jumped out of my bed and put my robe on. I didn't know what I could say or do but I had to help my brother. I heard dad yell again. I thought I heard Mark's voice but it sounded as if he were talking not yelling. I was just crossing the room when I heard a knock on the bathroom door. I stopped and opening it found myself face to face with Krissy, who I realized was completely naked holding her clothes in front of her.

"Oh Megan!" She exclaimed.

The poor thing was beet red and looked scared as hell. I stepped away from the door and as she came in she quickly turned to the side so I couldn't see her back. Little did she know I had seen a lot more than her ass.
"Are you alright hon?" I asked closing the door.

Krissy shook her head.

"What happened?"

Krissy swallowed hard then said;

"The alarm went off so I got up and was getting my clothes together when I heard the doorknob rattle. I stood there and then the door opened and your father started to come in. I was near the bathroom so I just ran in, but he must have seen me, and of course Mark was still on the bed and he wasn't dressed and your dad started yelling. I came in here because I was afraid he'd come into the bathroom and I'm..."

All this had come out so quickly I could barely understand her.

"It's okay Krissy." I lied, well for her it would be, my brother would be another story.

"Here," I told her pointing at the bed. "Why don't you go over there and get dressed real quick."

With that I turned my back so she could go over there without being embarrassed. My stomach was churning. Mark was fucked, there was no way dad was going to let him stay after this. Even Mom would have a hard time defending this. I closed my eyes and tried to think. My head was fuzzy. I was upset but not as much as I would have thought, those drinks really did do wonders. I opened my eyes still trying to think of what I could say to my father. Maybe I could...

My thoughts suddenly trailed off as I looked up into the dresser mirror and saw Krissy behind me getting dressed. She had put her clothes on the bed and was standing there completely naked. Once again I found myself staring at her body; her long curvy legs, tanned skin and those amazingly full tits. Krissy slipped her panties on and pulled them up, as she did she turned slightly and I got a good glimpse of her round firm ass. The panties were purple lace and left the cheeks of her ass wide open. Rather than her bra Krissy pulled her jeans on next and as she bent over my eyes were glued to her tits hanging down and the fact that her rose colored nipples were erect.

I started to feel warm all over and my breathing became heavier as I continued to stare at Krissy's reflection. As Krissy picked up her bra and turned to face me, I got another great look at those incredible tits and imagined my brother sucking on them. I was getting wet. What the hell was wrong with me? Mark was in trouble and I was checking out his girlfriend. I... yes I was checking her out. The first time I had seen her it had turned me on but that's because she was with my brother but now as I watched her put her bra on I realized that she really was turning me on.

Krissy reached for her shirt but sat on the bed instead and started sobbing. I was torn, I could still hear dad bitching at Mark although he wasn't yelling as loud, I wanted to help, but there was nothing I could do, as a matter of fact if I went in there and dad started on me it might get Mark going again.

"Krissy you okay hon?" I asked her.

Deciding that trying to get in the middle of Mark and my father would only make things worse I walked over to where she was sitting. Krissy looked up at me; tears running down her cheeks.

"I knew I shouldn't have come here tonight Megan, I knew it! But Mark's been so nervous and he said it would help him sleep and he needed me I just wanted to help!"

She wiped at her eyes then added;

"I still don't even know why your dad wants him out. But I guess it was pretty bad and now he's in more trouble and..." She sobbed. "He even asked me a couple of days ago if I knew anywhere he could stay, if anyone at school needed a roommate, he has nowhere to go Megan!"

"My mom won't let that happen Krissy." I told her trying to convince myself as well as Krissy that it was true.

Krissy nodded and sighing went to pick up her pink shirt from the bed. Dropping it she put her head in her hands and started crying even harder than before. I sat on the bed next to her and putting my arm around shoulders pulled her towards me. After a moment's hesitation Krissy leaned into me.

"It isn't just this Megan," Krissy sobbed out. "It's everything, Mark's changing he's not the same person anymore!"

"What do you mean?"

Krissy closed her eyes and took a couple of deep breaths trying to calm down enough to talk. As she did I removed my arm from around her shoulders and started gently rubbing the middle of her back. Her skin was soft and smooth. As I waited for Krissy to start to talk I glanced down and found myself staring down at her chest. Krissy must have known she was going to be with Mark tonight as the bra was all lace and her nipples could be clearly seen through the flimsy material. What was going on here? I had never been attracted to women. My thoughts were interrupted as Krissy speaking haltingly in between little gasping sobs told me about Mark.

"He used to be so shy and sweet, and he still is when were alone, but when he's around other people he's not like that. He's cocky, he's nasty, he flirts with any girl that looks at him and that's pretty much all of them and he knows it. He told a guy at a party right in front of me that they all want him."

"Well he used to be afraid to even talk Krissy, now he's getting attention, he'll get over it." I told her even though I knew it wasn't the truth.

"Yeah well what about the tournaments? He's toying with these guys then trying to hurt them, he almost gets in a fight every time we're out and he keeps talking about all that Levay bullshit, how we're not all equal and some are better than the others and he's one of them. He calls the kids at school "the herd". Keeps talking about how he's going to take what he wants."

Krissy stopped for a minute. I sat quietly I had nothing to say hell I was the one who had taught him those things. Krissy took a breath then continued;

"And his eyes Megan when he looks at people sometimes, when he doesn't know I'm watching him. They're dead Megan, they're like doll eyes, like whoever he's looking at doesn't matter and when it looks like there's going to be trouble he starts to smile, but to himself like it's some kind of joke." She sobbed again and put her head in her hands;

"I don't know how much longer I can try Megan, I don't love that Mark and the one I did is hardly around anymore."

As she spoke I switched from rubbing her back to lightly running my fingers through her long dirty blonde hair. Krissy didn't seem to care so I kept doing it, enjoying the feel of her silky hair against my hand and along my arm.

"Megan?" Krissy asked turning to look at me.

"What hon?"

"If I say something will you promise not to tell Mark?"

"Of course." This was probably a lie, but I wanted to hear what she was going to say.

"Mark's been... well he's been," Krissy put her head down and whispered;

"He's been getting rough with me."

"He's hitting you?" I asked shocked. I'd kick his ass myself. After what I had been through I would never let my brother hurt a woman.

"No of course not, but you know during sex he's been rough."

I looked at her questioningly.

"He holds my arms down and covers my mouth; sometimes he bends me over things and tells me to tell him I don't want it. He's scaring me Megan." She shook her head. "I don't know what to do."

Once again Krissy started to cry this time she leaned into my shoulder and with one hand still in her hair I turned her towards me and put my other arm around her shoulder. As Krissy sobbed quietly I thought of what she said, recalling how Mark had pinned me down in the hotel and the look on his face. I also remembered how much I had loved it. I started to slowly rub Krissy's shoulder once again marveling at how soft her skin was. I also noticed how sexy her tanned flesh looked under the ivory skin of my hand as well as how good my deep red nails looked trailing across her shoulder.

I bent my head and kissed Krissy on the top of the head whispering;

"It'll be okay honey everything will work out."

Krissy nodded and lifted her head up. She was still looking down but her face was off my shoulder. I pulled her closer to me and put my face against hers. As I felt her soft tear streaked cheek against mine I slid my face down just a bit finding myself all but nuzzled into her neck. The scent of Krissy's perfume filled my nostrils; I could also detect just a hint of my brother's cologne. Turning my head I again found myself looking down Krissy's bra at the smooth tanned swelling of her tits and those beautiful rose-colored nipples poking through the lace.

Did I just use the word beautiful? I felt as if I wasn't in control of myself. This was my brother's girlfriend; sweet little Krissy whom I'd known since she was 9. Yet another part of me was excited. I felt warm and flushed, my fingers were trembling as they caressed Krissy's bare shoulder and I once again felt myself getting wet. I was drunk I had to be, but if I was would I know I was? All thoughts were taken away as not even aware I was going to do it I lifted my head and kissed Krissy on the cheek.

I did it quickly and she gave me a little smile. She really was adorable, definitely sexier than she used to be but still very cute. Krissy was the kind of girl you wanted to hold and tell everything would be okay. Just like I was doing except I began to want to do more. I kissed her on the cheek again except this time I did it slowly and let my lips linger for a moment. I could taste the salt of her tears, but the warm flesh under my lips felt soft and inviting. Krissy smiled again but this time it seemed a little forced. I turned slightly into her and felt my nipple brush against her tit. I wasn't wearing a bra and the cotton tank top was quite thin.

I let out a surprised gasp at how good it felt. I turned again causing my nipple to brush back across the lace of her bra. Krissy looked up at me;

"Megan I..."

"It'll be okay." I told her and hugged her with both arms causing her tits to press into mine. Krissy put her head on my shoulder and whispered;

"You think so?"

"Oh I know so." I said softly in her ear. "Just fine." I added as I let my hands caress the warm flesh of her back.

Krissy's neck was right at my lips. I was once again overwhelmed by the whole thing, the smell of her perfume, the feeling of her large full tits pressed against mine, and that smooth tanned flesh right in front of me; the same flesh my brother had tasted for the last few months. I gently placed my lips on her neck and gave her the tiniest of kisses. Krissy sat up and looked at me funny. I returned her stare my ice blue eyes meeting her soft brown ones. Krissy looked as if she wanted to say something but didn't know what. As we continued to stare at each other I slid my arms from her shoulders and down her sides as I did my hands lightly grazed the sides of her tits.

Her eyes widened slightly, but mine remained steady, unblinking, I had never lost a stare down and for whatever reason could go a very long time without blinking earning me the nickname of Medusa amongst some of the kids at school. I slowly started to lean forward towards Krissy, who was still staring into my eyes as if frozen, my breathing had picked up and I noticed her full chest was heaving more as well; nervous or turned on? It didn't matter, as I was both as well. As I got closer I cocked my head to the side and parted my lips.

"Umm Megan?" Krissy said softly.

I ignored her. At this moment nothing else mattered, not my brother and father arguing in the other room, even my mother's voice joining the argument didn't register fully, right now nothing else seemed to matter except Krissy's full lips which were now mere inches from mine. Krissy looked like she wanted to move but couldn't like a mouse to a snake she was all but hypnotized by my stare. Krissy had placed her hands on my arms but she wasn't pushing away, I pulled her towards me and as I did I swear her head turned slightly as if welcoming the kiss. I closed my eyes and just as I felt my lips start to brush hers there was a loud knock at the door.

We both let out startled yelps. The spell now broken Krissy pulled away from me. She was looking at me strangely and I felt myself blush. What the fuck was that? I thought feeling as if the spell had broken for me as well.

"Sorry..." I started. "I was just trying too..."

I had no idea where I was going to go with this and it was a relief when there was another knock and my father called through the door;

"Megan is Krissy with you?"

"Yeah, but hold on a sec."

I walked over to the door and waited until Krissy had slipped her shirt on before opening it. Dad was standing there still wearing the black suit from the wake. As soon as he came in Krissy stood up, once again starting to cry and said;

"I'm so sorry Mr. Hanson I know I shouldn't have been here, we were just..."

My father put his hands up in a "calm down" gesture and said;

"It's okay Krissy I'm not upset at you. I've told Mark it's okay for you to be here sometimes as long as I don't see or hear anything, but he knew damn well you weren't supposed to be over here for awhile."

Dad seemed surprisingly calm. Then again he had always loved Krissy. I mean didn't everybody? After all she was just the cutest little thing. I blinked at that. Why was I pissed at her? My father continued speaking;

"In case you're wondering there was a detour on the way home, I saw your car and knew you'd be here. I'm not mad at you hon."

"Thank you Mr. Hanson!" Krissy exclaimed looking relieved. Then looking putting her head down asked;

"Are you going to tell my dad?"

"No, Krissy but I am going to take you to your car and follow you home to make sure you get there."

"Thank you." Krissy said again and looking at me said;

"You too Megan, thanks for listening."

I nodded and watched her walk past me. I was going to give her a hug but figured she wouldn't want me near her after whatever that was that had almost happened. As Krissy reached my father she looked up at him and sounding like she was choking up again asked;

"Mr. Hanson, you're not really going to throw Mark out are you?"

Her lip was trembling and a single tear was coming down her cheek. I instantly felt bad that I had made fun of her to myself earlier. In that moment, even though by her own admission she wasn't sure how much longer she could stay with my brother, Krissy was upset for him and trying to help him. Dad looked away from Krissy only to find himself facing me. I stared at him knowing full well my own eyes were tearing up at this point and trying not to be too obvious about it. I also pushed my lip out. Dad shook his head and answered quietly;

"Krissy, I won't talk about that with my own daughter until I'm ready to so I'm not going to answer that. All I can say is Mark didn't do much to help is cause tonight."

As Krissy put her head down I felt my stomach turn. Dad was really going to do it. Just then Mom who must have been in Mark's room came in and handed Krissy her jacket. Krissy thanked her softly without looking up. Then she did look at mom and tell her she was sorry. It occurred to me that mom never knew Krissy "snuck" in sometimes. Mom told her not to worry about it, and she wouldn't tell her mother, but it was time she got going. Krissy nodded looking more upset than ever. Mom gave her a quick hug and then told her she would have Mark call her tomorrow. Dad told Mom he'd be back in about twenty minutes, as he walked out with Krissy in front of him Mom asked him if he could stop at the store and grab her milk; he rolled his eyes but said okay.

When Dad left Mom looked at me and before she could speak I raced over and put my arms around her.

"Mom dad's going to make him leave isn't he?"

Remaining quiet Mom put her hand on the back of my head and gently played with my hair the way she had done since I had come to live with her years ago. After a minute she sighed and pulling away from me took me by the hand and led me over to sit down next to her on my bed.

"Megan, I've worked on your father all week, and to be honest with you I'm not sure what he's going to do. Last night we talked and I felt he was leaning our way, but..." She shook her head.

"This didn't help Megan I can't believe Mark would pull this a day before we were going to talk

about it."

"He needed to be with her Mom," I told her. "He's scared and he hasn't slept all week and Krissy's all he has right now." I paused and added;

"Hell if anything it proves Mark's with Krissy, so why the hell would he want me I mean..."

Mom waved her hand.

"Oh please Megan, the idea that the two of you are doing something... unnatural shall we say is absolutely ridiculous.

"So you don't think we were?" I asked.

"Of course not hon," Mom put her arm around me and spoke softly;

"Megan I understand. Your father doesn't. He thinks because you've lived with us for ten years and that Mark has been here living a normal life for awhile that the past goes away. I know it doesn't. I know that you and Mark will always suffer from it and I understand the nightmares, more than you think."

Mom stopped talking for a moment and as she did I put my arm around her waist and we pulled closer to each other.

"I'll admit Megan that at your and Mark's age it's not exactly proper for the two of you to be in bed together, but I know why you do it. I know that even though he'd never admit it Mark's scared of a lot of things. I told your father that Mark needs to be close to you some times. We knew he was afraid of the dark, we just never said anything so he wouldn't feel worse about it. I also know that even though we've tried to be good to him, you're his big sister and the only comfort he knows and that you want to protect him the way you couldn't when you were younger."

"He needs me." I said simply.

"He does Megan, and you need him too, I told your father that he has to realize that the two of you were just trying to protect each other at the hotel. I told him yes it's not quite right at your age, but there's a far cry between a little to close and incest."

"So did he believe you?"

"I don't know Megan, I mean he just keeps saying I didn't see how you two looked, and I didn't, but still it's just crazy. Besides I also reminded your father of how bad my nightmares were after Jacob and how many nights he couldn't so much as roll away from me without me starting to cry again." Mom turned and looked me in the eye;

"I believe you Megan and I think dad wants to, but there's more involved than even that. Your father's worried Mark's becoming unstable, that he's going to snap; hurt someone, hurt himself."

"But..." I began.

Mom put her finger to my lips and still speaking in that amazingly soothing tone said;

"Megan I don't know what tomorrow will bring, what I do know is that your brother is sitting in the next room and he's scared and he needs his big sister, so why don't you go in there and sit with him for awhile?"

I looked at her in disbelief.

"But dad doesn't want us..."

"I'm not your father Megan and I trust you."

"Thank you mom!" I sobbed out hugging her.

Of course it occurred to me that she shouldn't; I had been lying through my teeth, but all that mattered was my mother still loved and trusted me.

"Megan you and your brother may have had a dark past, but you have a bright future. The two of you are beautiful, intelligent and gifted. You're both amazing kids, you're just a little broken that's all."

"Broken?" I asked remembering Mark once comparing us to two pieces of a broken plate that fit together just right.

"Yes hon a little broken, but a lot of us are. I know I am. I'll never be completely over Jacob, so I understand what you and Mark go through. Now I love talking to you, but I figure your father will be gone for another half hour so why don't you go tell your brother it will be okay?"

"But it might not be!" I told her.
"Megan your little brother needs you to go put your arm around him and tell him it'll be alright, he trusts you, so go ahead and sit with him. When your father comes home I'll keep him downstairs so don't get carried away, but stay with him for awhile okay?"

"Yeah?" I asked smiling a little. "You'll cover for me?"

"Of course, that's what Mom's are for."

"How are you going to keep Dad down there?"

Mom smirked at me and shrugged;

"Oh I'll think of something. I mean he does look good in that suit."

"Oh, gross." I said and was surprised to hear myself laugh.

"Now go be a good big sister and cheer your little brother up."

I opened Mark's door and entered quietly. Mark was sitting on the side of the bed with his head in his hands. He didn't look up as I closed the door behind me. I had put on the long red and black silk robe that I knew was his favorite so it didn't look as if I was going in dressed skimpy again. Of course underneath the robe well... I mean mom did say to cheer him up after all. After watching him for a minute those thoughts began to subside as I realized Marks shoulders were shaking. My brother was crying. I immediately went over to him and sat down on the bed.

Mark looked up quickly and his eyes widened.

"Christ Megan! You shouldn't be here, I..." He shook his head. "Oh whatever, I'm fucked anyways."

"It's okay little brother, Mom told me to come see you."

"She did?"

There were tears on his cheeks and his eyes were so red it hurt me to look at them. Smiling reassuringly I nodded;

"She told me to come cheer you up."

I put my arm around his shoulders and taking my hand gently wiped at the tears on his left cheek.

"Don't" He pulled away in embarrassment.

"Hey its okay Mark there's a lot to be upset about."

"So Denise knows you're in here?" Mark sighed then added; "She was really nice to me after Doug got finished yelling, told me she'd take care of it. That she believed us."

"She understands Mark." I took his hand. "She really does, she knows we need each other."

At that I hugged him close to me and he rested his head on my shoulder.

"Did you sleep at all little brother?"

Mark shook his head into my shoulder. I felt bad as he and desperately needed rest but I would be lying if I said a part of me wasn't happy that Krissy hadn't been able to give him what he needed, that his big sister was the only one who could truly take care of him. Well we had some time and at this point it might be the only thing that could settle my brother down, and mom did say she'd stay downstairs. I pulled away from Mark and standing up, untied the robe and opened it, showing Mark I was wearing nothing underneath.

"Are you crazy?"

"Mom won't come up Mark, now come here and get what you need."

Mark shook his head.

"No Meg, we can't we just can't."

I frowned I didn't like being turned down. Bad enough I would already be getting Krissy's seconds but for him to refuse me? Then again Mark was scared and trying to protect the two of us from yet another mistake. With a sigh I closed the robe and sat back down next to him.

"Okay Mark maybe you're right. Just come here then."

Mark nodded and went to put his arms around me. As he did I leaned forward and kissed him. I meant for it to be a quick one, but as I started to pull back I swore I could smell... grabbing the back of his head I kissed him again slower letting my lips caress his and as I did I breathed in.

I could distinctly smell Krissy on his face and his lips had a very familiar taste to them, not quite the same as when I kissed him after he went down on me but close, hers was stronger and surprisingly I wanted more. I kissed him again harder my tongue pushing into his mouth. Mark groaned and I could feel him try to push me away but I was holding onto his hair. After a few seconds I felt his body slump as if in surrender and he opened his mouth to allow his sister's tongue to slide in. I was instantly wet, as swirling my tongue in and out of my brother's mouth and across his lips, all I could taste was... I pulled away and looking at Mark whispered;

"Oh you naughty boy, you taste like your girlfriend's pussy."

"Oh sorry," Mark started. "I'll go wash..."

He was cut off by me practically attacking his lips. I kissed him hard and fast, both hands holding the sides of his face.

Like back in my room I didn't know where this was coming from but didn't care. Breaking off the kiss I stood up and locked his bedroom door. I knew it was crazy but had no fear of getting caught; I knew what I needed and was going to take it. Walking back I stood in front of Mark who was staring up at me; he looked nervous yet I could see the lust growing in his eyes. Letting the robe slip off my shoulders and drop to the floor I walked over to him and again grabbing the back of his head shoved his face into my left tit.

"Yeah that's right you suck on your sisters tit Mark. Just like you sucked on Krissy's"

Mark didn't need to be told again. He had quickly sucked my nipple into his mouth and was swirling his tongue around it. His left hand quickly found my other nipple.

"Oh yeah that's nice little brother, and you tried to say no to me."

I moaned as Mark's hand left my tit and finding my pussy pushed two fingers up inside. I started working my hips into his hand driving his fingers in and out. Mark's thumb pressed into my clit and started rubbing it in slow circles. I was breathing heavy and could already feel myself heading for an orgasm, which I needed; but not like this.

I pulled Mark's face from my nipple and stepping back so that his hand slid from my pussy I pushed his shoulders shoving him onto his back on the bed. Quickly climbing on top of him I put my knees on his shoulders, pinning them to the bed and shoved my pussy into his face. Bracing my hands against the wall I started grinding my hips, rubbing my pussy into my brother's flickering tongue.

"Oh yeah Mark? You like your nasty sister riding your face? You like sucking her pussy?"

Mark moaned into my pussy, then getting his hands on my ass spread my cheeks and drove his tongue into my ass. I let out a muffled squeal and stayed there bouncing up and down on his rigid tongue.

"Oh oh." I moaned damn that felt good.

"Oh you naught boy," I breathed out. "Look at you; tongue fucking your sister's ass. Bet you don't do that to Krissy do you?"

Mark's reply was to remove his tongue from my ass, slide it back to my clit, then just as I started to rock back and forth again he shoved one of his fingers where his tongue had been. I bit my lip so I wouldn't cry out. He had pushed his finger all the way in, deeper than he had ever before.

After taking a minute to get used to it I started moving my hips up and down on it. His finger hurt a little but at the same time felt so fucking good I started bouncing harder. Mark took his tongue from my clit and pushed it into my pussy. I started riding his face harder fighting to keep myself from squealing loudly.

As Mark's tongue found my clit again I started sliding back and forth so that his tongue was working my entire pussy, each time he hit my clit I ground my hips into his face even harder. Removing my hands from the wall I continued to ride my brother's face as my fingers found my nipples and started playing with them. Oh you nasty fucking girl I thought as I drove my pussy into Mark's tongue and his finger plunged in and out of my ass. I could feel myself getting ready to cum and found myself trying to hold it back, this felt so good I didn't want it to end.

At that moment I looked down at Mark between my legs, the sight of my brothers entire face glistening with my pussy was more than I could bear. I whimpered again and giving both my nipples a hard twist sent myself over the edge. Even with biting my lip a long loud squeal escaped me, especially since the violent twitching of my hips were driving Mark's finger even deeper into my ass. I reached down and grabbing a pillow put it against the wall and burying my face into it opened my mouth and let out a long drawn out wail of pleasure. Gradually my hips slowed as did my breathing and moaning, with an effort I swung my leg over Mark's head and sat panting on the side of the bed.

Mark was gasping as well having almost been smothered to death by his big sister's pussy. Try explaining that one to the folks. I laughed out loud and Mark looked at me as if I were nuts. I have to say all things considering I was in a damn fine mood whether it was the alcohol or the incredible orgasm that was responsible for it I didn't care all I knew was this nasty girl wasn't done yet. Leaning over I kissed Mark again.

His face was soaking wet from my pussy and after I finished the kiss I started licking around his lips and his cheek lapping up my own juices. I could no longer taste Krissy. However I knew of one place where I would be able to; I got up off the bed and onto my knees.

"Stand up little brother." I told him.

Mark stood and grabbing the waistband of his shorts I yanked them down. As his enormous cock sprang free I grabbed it and squeezed; enjoying the moan that escaped from my brother.
"Damn that's hard, and you've already fucked once haven't you, little brother?"
"Twice." Mark said softly.
"Ooooh." I cooed. "You fucked your little Krissy twice? Her poor little pussy must've been awfully sore from this huge cock."
I grabbed it with my other hand and started to slowly pump it. Damn, two hands around his cock and there was still a couple of inches left over. Mark groaned as I touched just the tip of my tongue to the tip and swirled his precum around the sensitive head. Now for what I had been waiting for; taking Mark's cock; I ran my face along the side of it and sniffed. Oh yes! I once again caught a whiff of Krissy's pussy. As Mark started to slowly move his hips in anticipation of my mouth I continued to rub his cock along my face savoring not only the smell of my brother's girlfriend, but the way it mingled with his own musky scent.
Finally unable to hold back any longer I put my mouth on my brother's cock and slowly worked the entire length of it down my throat.
"MMM" I groaned.
I could definitely taste Krissy. As Mark grabbed a handful of my long black hair I started to suck his cock in and out rapidly, my tongue was sliding along his shaft as I enjoyed the mixed taste of my brother and Krissy. Reaching down I stroked Mark's balls causing him to moan and start to fuck my mouth. I held my head still and turned my eyes up, looking my brother in the eye while he face fucked me. Mark started to go faster, but I put my hand on his hips to stop him.
Removing his cock from my mouth I quickly stood up and bent over the side of his bed. Mark got behind me and grabbing my hips thrust his huge prick deep inside of his big sister's incredibly wet pussy.
"Oh that's it little brother, you give your sister every inch of that big fucking cock of yours!"
Mark didn't have to be told twice. Holding my hips so I couldn't move he hammered away at me. My pussy was so wet it was making a sucking sound every time he thrust into me. As good as this felt however I told him to stop and dropping back on my knees looked him in the eye and said;
"Now let's see how the three of us taste."
I opened my mouth and devoured my brother's cock taking it all the way down until my lips touch the base of his shaft. I swirled my tongue around and went back up giving the tip a couple of good hard sucks. I really could taste all three of us! I began sucking Mark's cock like it would be the last time and who knew maybe it would be, well in this house anyways. Pushing that thought quickly out of my mind I went back to work on my brother's cock. Grabbing his hips I deep throated him once again and began sucking him from the tip all the way back to the base.
Because Mark had already cum a couple of times he wasn't close yet and I was loving being able to suck on him this hard and fast. Something tells me he didn't mind his sister's talented mouth working his huge prick either because he moaned out;
"Oh damn you're good at that sis."
I stopped long enough to look up and say;
"Best cocksucker you'll ever have little brother, don't you forget it." I paused and smiled at him.
"And by the way, Krissy and I taste damn good on you."
"You are a nasty girl." Mark said then moaned as I went back to work on his cock.
As I closed my eyes and continued to suck on him I dropped my hand down between my legs and started stroking my clit. I had an image in my mind of Mark fucking Krissy doggy style pounding away on her tight little pussy, her big brown eyes would be wide and that pretty little mouth of hers would be open letting out those little moans that I always heard through the door. At that point as much as I was enjoying blowing my brother I needed to get that cock, and hard.
Once again I stood up but this time lied on my back on the side of the bed and lifted my legs straight up. Mark stepped up; grabbing my ankles and holding my legs up and open slammed himself into me right up to his balls. I covered my mouth with my hand then quickly grabbed the pillow and turned my head into it. Mark was rearing back and fucking the shit out of me. Even after all that sucking he was nowhere near close to cumming and in no time I was squealing into the pillow. Mark closed my legs and shifting his grip got both my ankles with one hand and while still pounding away on my pussy reached down and found my clit with his thumb.
I grabbed my nipples, this time I didn't even waste time playing with them first, I pinched hard causing myself to yelp and as I continued to squeeze shook them back and forth. Mark was looking me in the eye the entire time and I swear he smiled at the yelp of pain I had let out. Squeezing my ankles tighter and muscles flexing Mark lifted his left arm taking my ass off the bed several inches as he did.
"Ohhhh damn." I moaned as my brother's cock started pounding in even deeper.
I pinched my already sore nipples even harder as I stared at Mark. My brother looked incredible, the muscles in his left arm were bulging as were the ones in his chest and his perfect six pack stomach was covered in sweat. My fingers sped up and my third orgasm in the last two hours was right around the corner. Apparently so was Mark's as he started gasping and letting out little moans with every hard thrust of his huge dick.
"Oh please not yet Mark!" I begged him. "Oh please just a little more! Oh please make your big sister cum again!"
Mark groaned and I could tell by the expression on his face he was desperately trying to hold off. Suddenly he put my legs against his chest and letting my ankles go grabbed the base of his cock with his hand squeezing it as he continued to pump me. He groaned as he held his cum back while trying to get me off. That did it. I lifted my hips up into his thrusting cock and held them there as my pussy started to contract around my brother's cock. I twisted my nipples hard and biting the pillow let loose a muffled wail that, had I not had the pillow in my face, would have woke the neighbors. Mark was sweating and groaning still holding himself back making sure his big sister came nice hard before he did. Damn I had trained him well I thought.
"Oh little brother you are soooo good to your sister!" I told him then smiling wickedly said;
"How about you whip that big cock out of my pussy and let me give you a treat?"
Knowing exactly what I meant Mark stepped back still squeezing his cock which was so swollen the head was turning purple. Instantly I sat up and sliding off the bed onto my knees opened my mouth wide and stuck my tongue out. With a groan that was more like a whimper Mark let his cock go and despite the fact he had already cum twice, a huge spurt of cum splashed onto my tongue and splattered across my lips. A second spurt went directly into my mouth. Reaching out I grabbed my brother's cock and pumping furiously was rewarded with another spurt that I had aimed down so it would hit my chest between my tits.
"Ohhh Megan," Mark moaned as he sank to his knees in front of me.
I waited for him to look at me before showing him my cum coated tongue and putting it back in my mouth swallowed and then opened it again to show him I had taken every drop. Just like a good big sister should I thought.
"Damn." Mark said simply.
Putting his hands on his knees Mark let his head drop as he panted for breath. I allowed myself a satisfied smile; it was something to wear out my normally insatiable little brother. Of course I guess I had some help from Krissy tonight, but in the end she couldn't fuck Mark anywhere near the way he needed it. Not like his nasty big sister could.
"Tired little brother?" I asked.
Mark nodded without raising his head. I stood up and after using one of Mark's shirts to wipe the cum off my chest, put my robe back on. Leaning over I kissed Mark on the top of the head and said;
"Come on little brother let's get you into bed."
Mark stood up slowly then immediately sat back onto the bed. I had never seen him this tired. Remembering the hotel I made him stand back up and slip a pair of sweat pants on then told him to lie down. Mark sat then looking up at me with half closed eyes whispered;
"Meg what am I going to..."
"Shhh." I said putting my finger to his lips. "You don't worry about a thing little brother. It's time to go to sleep."
"But," Mark started.
This time I silenced him with a kiss and as I did pushed his shoulder to get him to lie down. Mark didn't fight it, lying down on his side facing me. Breaking the kiss I pulled the sheet up to his waist and standing up went over to his nightstand to light the two small candles that were on it so the room wouldn't be dark.
"There you go little brother," I said leaning over and kissing his cheek. "You get some rest and don't worry, everything will be okay."
"You sure?" He asked quietly sounding like a little kid.
Fighting to keep my voice steady I told him;
"I promised you when you came here Mark that I would never let anything happen to you and I mean it."
Mark closed his eyes again and I got up to leave when he spoke again;
"Megan?"
"What is it Mark?"
"Will you... Will you stay with me until I fall asleep?"
How could I say no to that? I went back over and unlocked his bedroom door then returning to the bed sat on the edge of it.
"Lie on your stomach Mark." I told him.
Mark rolled over and I began lightly running the nails of my right hand across his back. Mark sighed and after a few minutes started making that adorable little cooing sound in his sleep. Over the last few days I had made several wrong moves and we had either gotten caught or barely dodged a bullet; tonight however the timing couldn't have been better. As I continued to rub Mark's back I heard a sound at the door. I didn't look up right away as the door opened afraid it was Dad. After a moment of silence I looked over to see mom standing in the doorway watching me.
With one last look at Mark sleeping peacefully I got up and walked over to the door. Mom stood aside as I left and closed the door behind us. As soon as she turned I gave her a hug.
"Thank you for letting me stay with him for awhile." I whispered in her ear.
"You're welcome hon." Mom answered then pulling away said;
"Now you need to get some sleep too Megan your eyes are as red as Mark's."
"Good night mom." I gave her a kiss and headed for my room.
"Megan?"
"Mom?"
"You did great in there hon, Mark's lucky to have a big sister like you to take care of him. …………………….(15)



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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