Chapter 1
Pam was happy to be alone. Her roommate Catherine took a night-school class every Wednesday and for Pam, the chance to be by herself was a pleasure she looked forward to. Sometimes Jeff would come over while Catherine was gone. Pam would tease him. She would dance half-naked in front of him. Finally she would coax him into fucking her in the bathtub, or under the kitchen table. Anywhere to break the monotony of the bed.
But this week Jeff was out of town on a business conference. All in all, it was just as well with Pam. She liked being alone once in a while.
Even though she liked Jeff as much as ever and though the sex was still pretty good-as long as she spiced it up by inventing new places to do it-she couldn't help feeling a little weary about the whole thing. Frankly, she really didn't miss him all that much.
Tonight I'm just going to enjoy the peace and quiet, she said to herself. I'm going to take a long bath and wash my hair and maybe sip a glass of wine and watch TV a little.
While the bathtub filled with water, she undressed and stood before the full-length mirror on the back of the bathroom door. She liked looking at her own naked body. She knew she was lucky to have such a beautiful one. At twenty-two years old, her flesh was taut and ripe and smooth. Her skin tanned easily, richly. And since she knew that the contrast between tanned and untanned skin was bewitching, she always kept her body golden and coppery except where her bikini panties and bra protected it from the sun.
There her skin was pale and creamy. Her firm high asscheeks were two lovely glowing moons below the incurved sweep of her long bronze back. Her young uptilted tits were two creamy globes of firm flesh, thrusting out above a velvety expanse of flat golden midriff.
She also knew she had extraordinary nipples, large and inviting ones. The thick buds were tinged a deep rose color and swelled up like bullets from her round breasts. The springy nubs of the areolas spread out even further.
She stood before the mirror frontways, sideways, backways. She admired the full perky curve of her taut ass, the supple tapering of her narrow waist, her firm round tits, just the right size, the long nipples swollen and pointing. She ran her hands proudly over the smooth swell of her hips, down to the firm flesh of her tawny thighs. She dug her fingers into the ripe resilient flesh, watching her tan skin shimmer under each fingertip.
She grabbed a hand mirror from the shelf, then planted her feet wide apart. Then she bent her knees slightly and slipped the hand-mirror between her spread thighs. On one side, the mirror gave back a normal reflection. But on the other side, the side Pam used, it magnified everything enormously.
With fascination, she gazed down at the huge hair-fringed, pink-lipped slash of her cunt. The folds of her pussylips were dewy and moist, but only half-blossomed. Only tantalizing hints of the slick inner cuntmeat were visible. The small nerve bundle of her clit was still half-hidden beneath its pinkish hood.
Pam inserted one forefinger slowly between the lips of her cunt. It looked gigantic, reflected in the hand-mirror. She slid the finger all the way into the warm greasy depths of her sensitive channel until it was stopped by the last knuckle. Her knees trembled involuntarily.
She rotated the finger and with her thumb, rapidly rubbed her clit until it swell and pulsed. "Ohhhnnnn!" she gasped.
It felt so good! The magnifying mirror made it look like the cunt of a giant woman being probed by a monstrous hand.
She shut her eyes, whimpering softly. Then she opened them again, gazing down. Her cunt was juicing and blossoming readily now. She could get two fingers fully into it. But her other hand shook so badly and her breath came so fast, that she could hardly hold her position or keep the hand-mirror in place.
Hastily, she placed it flat on the floor and squatted over it. She dug softly in her flowing pussy with two hands now, shivering uncontrollably. She noticed her glazed eyes and flushed face in the door mirror. She was surprised to see that her long nipples were so tight and erect. Oh god, I think I'll do it! she thought. I think I'll do it. I'm going to do it!
"Ahhnnn, anngghh," she heard the sounds coming from her throat.
Her whole body was flushed, seeming to melt with hot tremors. She had made the decision to bring herself off, to make herself come right here, like this. Where she could watch it all, if she could only keep her feverishly fluttering eyelids open. She was so aroused and excited that she didn't notice the water on the floor.
But suddenly her bare knees felt wet, shocking her out of her giddy sexual delight. Then the water poured over the mirror itself. Pam gasped. She turned her head and saw it spilling rapidly over the edge of the tub.
"Oh, shit, goddamn it! SHIT!" she shouted.
Quickly, she jumped to her feet and shut off the faucets. She yanked up the plug, but it was already too late. The floor of the bathroom was submerged in water. Gritting her teeth, Pam snatched towels from every available rack and began mopping up the mess.
She swung out the wet towels over the emptying tub, then sopped up more water. She was so angry and busy at the task that at first she failed to hear the doorbell. Then, when it rang again, she finally heard it and grew even angrier.
"GODDAMN IT!" she shrieked.
She flung the wet towels to the floor and headed for the front door. She was halfway down the hall before she noticed that she was totally naked. She leaped back to the bathroom for her robe. Then she tried to control her panting and her rage as she walked down the hall again to the door.
"Oh, it's only you," she sighed irritably, finding her brother Josh there when she opened it.
Ordinarily, Josh would have made a joke to relieve her irritation. But the look on his face said that he felt even more down than she did.
"Only me," he said flatly. "Can I come in?"
"You can if you're good with a mop," she said.
But Josh was so distracted that he didn't seem to hear her. He stalked into the living room, nervous and jumpy.
"Have you got anything to drink around here?"
"I think there's some Scotch in the kitchen. And maybe some wine," she answered.
Pam pulled off the shower hat and shook her thick mane of hair back over her shoulders. She knew it would be a while now until she got back to her bath.
"I'll take the Scotch," Josh said.
"What's the matter, Josh?"
He followed her as she went into the kitchen and poured him his drink. He grabbed it and gulped down the whiskey.
"Angela," he growled. "She's been ... making it with another guy. For nearly two months. But I only found out about it tonight."
"Oh, no!" With instinctive sympathy for her brother, Pam reached out a hand and stroked his forehead tenderly. "Oh, Josh, I'm sorry."
Josh gave a bleak shrug. He drained his glass and handed it back to her. She refilled it quickly.
"Aren't you going to have one with me?" he asked. "You don't want me to get drunk all alone, do you?"
"I don't want you to get drunk at all."
But she was tempted to join him. The mess in the bathroom had depressed her. She knew Josh would want to talk about what a bitch his wife Angela was, to do this to him.
"Come on." Josh winked. "What kind of party is it, with only one drunk?"
"Why not." Pam winked back.
She took another glass from the cupboard and filled it with ice and Scotch. Then she clinked it against his and drank.
They took the bottle with them into the living room. Pam sat on the sofa and Josh in one of the easy chairs. He began to tell her about Angela's bitchiness. Not only had she been fucking around behind his back. She had been doing it with one of his best friends, Pam learned.
Pam listened dutifully, drinking along with him and nodding at the right moments. The Scotch made her warm and tingly. As time wore on, she began to wish that her bathrobe was made out of some other fabric than satin, because it was so slippery.
It was hard enough to keep the skirts over her thighs. But even worse was the constantly loosening sash. Whenever she moved, it loosened more. Her firm out-thrusting tits pushed against the front part of the robe until it gaped open, revealing the smoothly tanned skin.
After a while, as Josh droned on and on about Angela's infidelities, Pam didn't really hear him anymore. Instead, she simply stared at him, feeling pleasantly giddy and warm. She didn't know how much time had elapsed when she drifted back to conscious awareness and noticed that Josh's droning voice had stopped.
Then she saw his eyes. He was staring at her too, but not at her face. Lower. He was staring at her body. She glanced down and saw that the sash of her bathrobe had come completely undone. The robe had fallen open and her body was exposed from her throat to the top glistening fringe of her crotch hair.
Flushing with embarrassment, trying to regain quick control of her wits, she pulled the robe shut.
"Oh, I ... I don't know what happened to me!" she said breathlessly.
"Don't," Josh croaked quietly.
His eyes showed brief pain as the satin closed across the naked delights of her supple body.
"Josh!" she said, as if to shame him. But her voice was not convincing.
"Please don't."
"Josh, I'm your sister!"
But she was thinking of one time long ago when she had glimpsed, for a second, his thick ropey adolescent cock. What must it be like now that he was a man? The thought horrified her. What am I thinking like that for? I've got to stop it! He's got to stop it!
Josh shook his head, as if to clear it, as if to wake himself up. He grinned at Pam.
"That's right, you are," he murmured. "I guess I almost forgot. For a minute there, I think ... well, I was remembering that time I stole your bikini top."
Pam remembered the incident too. She blushed hotly. They had been swimming together. He had stolen her top and instead of modestly covering her young breasts, she had exposed them to him defiantly.
"You were?" she said. Her voice quivered.
"I'll never forget it. You were beautiful even then, but now-"
"Josh! I think we'd better change the subject."
Pam's blood was thundering in her ears. Her skin was hot and prickly, her mind in a confused whirl. She felt so close to something dangerous that she didn't know quite what to do.
The best thing, she figured, was simply to take charge right now, not to let it happen again. They were both a little drunk, but he was drunker than she was. So it was up to her. Acting firmly, she tightened the sash of her robe and stood up.
"I think I'd better change. Get into something else. Don't you?"
"No." He grinned. His eyes were murky, friendly but dead serious.
"I mean," Pam's voice faltered, "we'll both feel better if there isn't any chance of ..."
"Of what?"
"You know very well what."
She looked down at him and wondered how he could be so calm about it. She was breathing so hard that her tits were heaving. And that only made him more interested in the sight of her plump nipples, floating under the shiny satin. His eyes flickered with a half-drunk gloss.
"Tell you what," he said. "Look at it this way. If you're my sister and I'm your brother, then we're both really the same flesh, right? We came from the same mother, we've got the same genes and tissues and ..."
He fell silent. They both laughed nervously. Meanwhile, Pam had not budged a step since she had stood up.
"Well, I guess I've heard everything now," she said, trying to match his calm irony.
"No, you haven't," Josh said. "Why don't you show me yourself just once more? Before you change. Just for family's sake."
"Why should I?" My god, Pam thought. What am I doing? I'm teasing him! I'm just making it worse!
"Because I want to see you. You're lovely."
"Lovelier than Angela?" she whispered softly.
She was growing more ashamed of herself by the second. For the first time, she let her eyes wander to the crotch of his pants and saw the huge swelling there.
"Lovelier than anybody. I swear."
"All you want to do is see me?"
"That's all."
"You won't touch?"
Josh gave her a sardonic smile, as if to warn her that they weren't kids any more. "Promise," he said.
"I don't believe you," she murmured. Her stomach tumbled with excitement. Her body flashed all over with heat. "I don't believe you for a minute, not for a minute!"
But her fingers were fiddling with the knot of her sash anyway. She wanted to show him her body. Her whole body this time, not just a part of it. She knew it was horribly wrong to be doing this, but the impulse was overwhelming.
It only took her a second to pull open the robe and slip it off of her shoulders. For the first time, she showed him every delectable inch of her supple nude body. She bit her lip as he looked at her. She knew the step had been taken. There was no going back.
They would fuck now. She would let it happen. She would invite it, though she would also fight it with every ounce of her nerve. Because somehow she was not supposed to let it happen. Even though her body now seethed and ached for him.
Josh's face crawled with desire as he scrutinized her naked body. Slowly, she turned in front of him, showing him the high pale globes of her ass. She bent gracefully as she completed her turn, so that her firm tits swayed outward, her long puffy nipples already half-erect as they swirled before his hypnotized gaze.
"You like?" she whispered, teasing him, unable to stop herself.
Josh only nodded and licked his lips.
She stroked her body delicately with her fingertips. She touched her ribcage, where it flowed into her flat sun-browned stomach. Then she raised her knuckles to the smooth curved undersides of her creamy tits and nudged them so that they jiggled and quivered.
Josh's breath seemed to be clawing its way out of his throat. That excited Pam even further. She went closer to him, watching his crazed eyes devour her succulent breasts. She watched his eyes so closely that she squealed with surprise when she suddenly felt his hands gripping the backs of her thighs.
He pulled her forward strongly. Then he squeezed her ass in his hands as he pushed his face into her bare stomach, slithering his tongue into her navel.
"Ohh! Ohhh!" she yelped, wriggling out of his grasp.
She jumped away from him, trying to act shocked and hurt. But the feel of his tongue in her navel and his fingers digging passionately into her bare ass had made her reel with hot thrills.
"Oh, Josh," she said, half-mocking him, "you promised you wouldn't touch! You promised!"
Josh grinned sheepishly. He flexed his fingers, the ones he had just dug into her jouncy ass.
"Couldn't help myself," he said hoarsely.
"Now, Josh ... Josh!" she whimpered softly.
She backed away from him. Her heart skittered and jumped more rapidly than ever as her brother stood up from his chair. He had to bend slightly at the waist to ease the pressure on his bulging, confined cock.
Pam could still feel the impressions in her bare asscheeks where his fingers had sunk and feel a tiny trace of saliva left in her navel by his tongue. God, god, she thought, I should stop it now, before it's too late! I can't let you fuck me, Josh! Oh, god, please stop it yourself! I can't do it, I want it too much!
Slowly, deliberately unbuckling his belt, Josh walked toward her.
"Pam ... Pam, I can't stop myself," he murmured, shaking his head, his eyes racing over her nakedness.
Pam kept backing away from him. She stared solemnly into his eyes, her mouth forming the word "no," but unable to make any sounds come out.
"Josh, you know we can't," she finally whispered.
"Yes, we can."
He backed her into the wall. The sharp contact of his zipper sent hot needles of excitement and anticipation through her trembling flesh. His hands cupped her feverish face. His lips came down toward hers.
"No, Josh, no, no!" she whimpered. "What about Catherine?"
"Where is she?"
"She's at ... school."
Josh's lips met hers, curving into them. His tongue slipped between her parting teeth. He dropped his hands to her bare shoulders, then down to her breasts, filling his palms with them.
Gently squeezing her full warm tits, Josh kissed her cheek, her neck. Then he took her whole ear into his mouth and breathed hot air into it. He pushed his tongue deep into her ear, whispering hotly to her at the same time.
"When does she get home?"
"Ahhhnnnnn!" Pam nodded.
Her body was totally pliant and yielding, her cunt wet and achy. As he frenched her ear and caressed her throbbing boobs, she slid her hands under the elastic waistband of his shorts. She grasped his hot huge prick and freed it. Her fingers stroked it urgently.
She knew she didn't give a shit when Catherine would be home. I just want you to fuck me! she thought wildly. Here, right here against the wall, if you want to! Or on the floor, or in the bed, I don't care!
Josh's lips trailed down her smooth shoulder to her left tit. He licked the large rosy nipple thirstily.
"When does she come home?" he repeated, panting, his voice half-garbled with passion.
But before she could answer, she felt his hot lips close over her pulsing nipple. It stiffened and flamed with heat. She felt her legs weaken, her knees turn to jelly. She had to grasp his hips in order to remain standing.
She pulled him against her so that she could feel the long jerking stalk of his prick, pressing against her naked belly. Her breath whistled past her teeth as he hungrily slurped and sucked her throbbing nipples. Pam moaned and began to writhe in his grasp.
"Oh, Josh," she murmured. "Oh, Josh, are you going to fuck me? Are you? Are you going to fuck me?"
Instead of answering her, he pulled her down the hallway to the bedroom. His hands stroked her long brown back, her pale ass, her silky thighs. She tore at his shirt and skimmed his pants and shorts down his legs. She stopped and clumsily licked his twitching red cock before he pulled her to her feet.
He kissed her mouth again, mauling it passionately. Then he pushed her gently down on her back on the bed, the way he wanted her to be.
Shivering with excitement and lust, Pam yielded completely to her brother. She lay on the bed so that her feet still touched the floor. Her knees were spread and her ass was perched on the edge of the mattress. The wet glistening furrow of her pussy was uptilted, gaping, totally vulnerable.
Pam knew that if he wanted her this way, it was so he could stand on the floor himself. He would gain so much leverage that she was in for a ploughing, piercing, skewering fuck from the huge purplish ramrod of flesh that he was now lowering between her splayed thighs.
Shuddering with the awful guilt of what they were doing, Pam nevertheless submitted totally to his wishes. Josh's hard tan muscular body was so desirable to her that she wanted to swarm all over him. She wanted to kiss and stroke him everywhere. She wanted to suck his gigantic cock into her mouth and feel his hungry lips burrowing in her flowing pussy. She wanted to do everything, before they got down to the actual fucking.
But Josh's driving passion for her body was overwhelming. She had no choice. She had to give her body to him instantly. She quivered, nearly out of control.
"Ohhgnn ... ah, baby, oh, Josh, we ... can't, we can't do this ... uunnhhg! Oh, god, suck me baby!" she moaned.
She mewled deep in her throat as his mouth again went to her tits. His lips found both of her stiff sensitive nipples again and gave them long agonizing sucks. Pam's frenzied fingers fluttered over his hot, fiendishly hard cock, where it bobbed in readiness between her spread thighs.
She pulled his jumping prick toward the puckering runny lips of her slit, aching to be filled by it. And her fingers on his prick drove Josh crazy with desire. His hands stroked her smooth hips and steadied her pelvis. Carefully, he lodged the swollen head of his cock in her hot, wet pussylips. Then he gazed straight into her eyes and slid the full length of his rock-hard prick deep into her flowing pit.
"Aaaghh!" Pam moaned. "Nnuunnnn! Oh, shit, nnuuunnnn, ohhhnnnn, shiiiit! Oh, Josh, baby! Oh, yes! Yesssss!"
It was the largest, thickest, longest cock Pam had ever felt inside of her cunt. It was sunk deep in the pit of her pussy and Josh did not pull it out immediately. Instead, he left it buried in her while he scooped her shoulders up in his arms and lowered his hard chest down onto her breasts. He put his lips to her ear.
"Pam ... Pam," he groaned in a husky whisper.
"Yesssss, oh, yesssss," she answered.
Her body undulated of its own accord beneath him. All she wanted to feel was the joy of his huge prick plunging fiercely in and out of her.
"Fuck me, Josh ... uunnhhh! Oh, yes, like that! Unnnunnn! Oh, god, yessss! Fuck me, baby! You can do anything you want to me, anything at all! Ohn! Ohn! Unnghh!"
Low shuddering moans came from deep in her throat. Josh drew his long prick slowly out of her smoldering pussy. When the head of it nearly escaped her clinging cuntlips, he slid it slowly back in. But the excitement and hot fantastic guilt of what they were doing made them both too urgent to be slow and gentle for long.
And Josh had placed her this way on the mattress for a purpose, she knew. Soon they were both digging their feet into the floor, whooping and groaning and whimpering, their bodies writhing together. Pam clenched the muscles of her thighs and flung her cunt up over her brother's piercing prick.
She gagged and squealed with wild joy as she felt the huge pole spear her creaming pussy. Ohhh, Jesus! she thought wildly. I've never felt anything like it, never, never!
Hot tremors of pleasure rippled through her body with each deep lunge of Josh's prick. Pam clutched and squeezed him, pushing her tits up into his grinding chest. She chased his mouth with hers, nibbling his lips and whimpering.
"Ohhhnnnn, it's so good, so good!" she sighed. "God, baby, fuck me. Fuck me! Unh! Unh! Don't ever stop!"
She was on fire, bubbling and seething with hot lust. Somehow she knew she had never felt this way. The searing blade of his big cock sliced up into her cunt. Her body shimmered with passion. She screeched and clawed his back, moaning with guilty passion.
She knew it was her own brother who was fucking her so beautifully. Would she ever be happy with anyone else again? After the blinding bliss of this moment?
She wriggled and squirmed and groaned beneath him, loving the feel of his hard chest crushing her swollen tits and stiff aching nipples. She still couldn't understand why it didn't hurt her, this massive rearing spike of cock. It reamed again and again into the depths of her soupy, clasping cunt.
Stuffed with the huge stalk of it, she shimmied her hips and clamped down on his cock tightly. Josh moaned with delight. His strong fingers clenched her back.
"Ohhhnnn, you're so good to me!" she hummed, feeling the first distant rolling swells of her climax sweeping toward her. "Soooo good to me, so good, so gooood, unnnhhh! Ungh! Oh! Oh, Jesus, yes! Do it hard to me! Ohn! Anngghhh!"
Josh had not hurt her with his huge plunging prick simply because he knew how to use it. But now that she hung, trembling and moaning, on the edge of coming, he ripped his cock into her with loving violence. Pam squealed and raked his shoulders.
Stabbed to the hilt by his relentless cock, she flung her juicing cunt wildly up to meet his frantic thrusts. She hissed and thrashed helplessly, feeling the full fierce penetration of his monstrous organ.
"Josh! Oh, baby! Oh, I'm going to come! Kiss me, oh, god, kiss meeeee! Quick! Ohn! Unh! Oohhnnnn, god, kiss me, Josh, I'm going to come!"
She groped for his panting mouth with her own. She snaked her tongue into it wildly, trembling with fresh joy each time the fierce spike of his prick buried itself in her wet clenching pussy. She shrieked as it tore into her. Then her body stiffened, arching, straining.
"AAUUNNGHH!" she howled. "AAUUNI-EEEEE! OHHH! AAIIIEEEEE!"
Everything was obliterated by the wrenching spasms of her orgasm. Josh kept fucking her furiously as she came. His strong hands squeezed her ass and he crammed her flooding pussy with every inch of his pile-driving cock.
She swarmed up to him, swallowing his bucking cock with her thrashing cunt. Her pussy sucked the cum out of his jerking nuts. Pam felt her brother's tense driving body turn stiff, then jerk wildly with pleasure as he ploughed his erupting prick deep into her creaming pussy. He pumped her full of his juices, squeezing her so roughly that she thought they both might die of the overpowering shock of the orgasm.
And then it was over. Her brother lay panting and sweating on top of her. Pam tenderly brushed his sweat-dampened hair away from his forehead and kissed him. She tightened her cunt around his still stiff cock, so that it would never come out of her. She didn't want to ever give up this moment.
"Josh. Oh, Josh, Josh, Josh," she murmured, gazing into his eyes. It was all she could say.