Chapter 2
Jackie was still stoned by the time she reached home. Everything was a blur between the time she and Steve had gone up on the roof of Susan's house to ball one more time and her arrival at the front door she knew so well. But even in her dope-dazed state, she was still able to walk fairly well-and remember essentially what had gone on at the wild party.
She didn't know exactly what to say or do. It seemed an eternity before she fumbled out her key and managed to stick it in the lock. For some reason, she found this hilarious. She began to laugh and the laughter turned to tears.
Stumbling into the darkened house, she realized she mustn't wake her parents. They wouldn't mind she was coming in so late; they were lenient about occasional hell-raising. But they would be able to. tell by the way she was walking that she had been raising more than a little hell.
It wouldn't take a genius to smell the heavy odor of pot clinging to her hair and clothing.
Nor would it take much to guess she was no longer a virgin. She walked in a bowlegged manner. The ache in her cunt wasn't as bad as it had been when Steve popped her cherry. The ache was replaced by a dullness that drifted over into a hollow feeling.
She realized what that hollowness meant. Her long-buried sexual desires were coming to life. She began sobbing when the full impact of what she had done that night hit her.
She was no longer a virgin. No respectable man would ever want her now. Her entire future was ruined. Gone was the prospect of finding a good man and settling down. She knew all men wanted to marry virgins. If they wanted a good time, they found a whore.
Like her.
As she made her way along the heavily carpeted hallway, she smelled cigarette smoke coming from her brother's bedroom. She knew no one should be there. Her. brother was in the Army. He was stationed in Germany.
But someone was in his room and smoking.
She opened the door and saw Dennis sitting cross-legged on his bed. He looked up and a smile split his face, revealing an even set of white teeth.
"Jackie! Hey, I thought you'd never get in. Have a good time?"
She leaned heavily against the door frame and just looked at her brother with a numbness that seemed to kill her soul.
He took a deep breath and smelled the lingering aroma of grass, then saw the tears leaving salty tracks on her cheeks.
"What's wrong, Sis? Something real bad, huh?" He rose and came over to the door. Looking at her for a moment, he put his arms around her quaking shoulders and pulled her into the room. "Now just sit down and tell me all about it. It can't be that bad."
"It is, Dennis! It is! I... oh, hell! I can't..." and she broke down crying into his shoulder.
His arm felt so good around her. She had found a pillar of strength in her time of need. It had always been easy for her to talk with him. He would listen and not pass judgment on her like her parents surely would.
"I can make some pretty good guesses," he said. "If you want to tell me, fine. If not, that's groovy, too. I don't have all those old-fashioned morals like Mom and Dad do. The world's a lot different place than when they grew up."
Jackie looked into her brother's slate-gray eyes. His sandy hair was slightly mussed but otherwise he appeared to have just come in. She looked back at the shoulder she was crying on. A large wet patch had formed on his shirt. Somehow, it struck her as funny and she began to giggle.
"You're still stoned out of your head, aren't you? You were on a crying jag and now you're just plain silly."
In a calm voice, she said, "And I'm no longer a virgin."
Dennis looked at her and shrugged. "No big thing. Did you enjoy it?"
"Yes," she said, her voice a small, frightened animal.
"Hey, don't be like that. Sex is great! Oh," he said, sudden understanding in his tone. "You're filled with all that bullshit our dear parents had out about virgins and that being good. I've come to live by a newer proverb. Want to hear it?"
Her blonde hair cascaded around her shoulders as she nodded. A glint of light from the single desk lamp made her look like an angel with a halo.
"Virginity is a curable perversion. Like it?"
She liked the way he held her close. That seemed more important to her than any silly sayings. And right now, the itch deep in her pussy was beginning to return. With Steve, it had been all right. He was . . . that kind.
But she couldn't believe she was actually getting turned on by her brother. That was so perverted she couldn't even put it into words. But his nearness was doing things to her she couldn't understand. He was so strong, so virile, so desirable...
She tried to change the subject. "I thought you were in Germany."
"Home on a month's leave. Oh, no, you didn't get the letter I sent! That explains why the folks weren't at the bus station to meet me. I just hitched home and decided not to wake them up. But the hell with that. It's you we were worrying about."
"Just hold me for a few minutes, Dennis."
Her trembling stopped, but the desire she felt increased by leaps and bounds. She was looking down at the crotch of his jeans. It was a big bulge there. Wondering if it might get bigger-just for her-she let one hand drift down and rest on it. He didn't seem to mind.
Her hand began working in slow circles around his fly. As she pressed down, there was a stirring of his cock. She was getting him hot for her! His prick was coming to life.
"Hey, what are you doing, kid? You shouldn't. . ."
He didn't say another word. Her ruby lips crushing against his stopped him. At first he resisted her kiss. Then he gradually melted like ice in the morning sun. His lips parted slightly and the girl was quick to take advantage. Her tongue leaped out between them to search out his tongue.
In his mouth, she stirred her tongue around like a spoon in a stew pot. And his rough, wet tongue collided with hers. A tug of war began. And stimulated both of them. His tongue stroking against the side of hers made her breath come faster. She struggled to give him an equal amount of pleasure.
She was gradually succeeding.
His barriers began to crumble. His tongue began darting back and forth between their two mouths. Tangling in erotic acrobatics, they were massaging and fondling each other orally.
And her hand never left his groin. She felt the limp snake of his penis rising to the occasion. And she opened his fly with a quick metallic hiss. His cock snapped rigidly to attention like a good soldier.
He broke off the kiss to protest. His words turned to an incoherent moan in his throat as she went down on his cock. Her mouth engulfed the end of his dong. All he could see was a wild disarray of blonde hair covering his lap, and all he could feel was her wet, agile tongue working wantonly on his dong.
It had been a long time since he'd gotten any. And it was his sister who was pushing this. All he had to do was relax and enjoy. Wouldn't he be a hypocrite saving times were changing, then not live up to it? He was a man of the world and she looked to him for guidance.
Better to have a little tumble with her right now and make sure she didn't get any really sere wed-up ideas about sex than to have to bail her out later. His thinking was jumbled, incoherent. And he didn't really care. All that mattered to him was the luscious mouth engulfing his dork, sucking avidly and giving him a wonderful blow job.
She kissed and licked the entire length of the cock. At first, she was frightened he would be repulsed by her. She was attractive and knew it. But her brother was a man. He must have had dozens of women. She was just a kid and might make mistakes. She sucked in the tip of his dong and lightly used her teeth against the sides of the fleshy shaft.
As he groaned in pleasure,-she knew she was doing everything just right. She didn't have to worry about giving head to her brother. Then it hit her-hard.
This was her brother! Her brother! And that was incest. The very word sent tingles up and down her spine. She almost let the tasty pecker slip out of her mouth. Then she stopped. It didn't feel wrong. What was the difference whether this was her brother or Steve?
Nothing that she could see. About the only difference she could really tell was that her brother had a thicker dong. Her mouth collapsed into a pursed "O" shape around his cock as she sucked even harder. Her cheeks went concave under the suction she applied.
His hips twitched and sent his cock a little deeper into her mouth. She took the few inches with pleasure. Her tongue was working hard on his dong. Rimming the plum-tipped cock seemed to give him a large charge of excitement. She felt his balls collapse into a tiny sac containing lead-heavy jism.
And then she knew that sucking him off wasn't going to be enough. Her cunt was leaking out a thin flow of fuck fluids. She had to have that leak plugged. The only thing that would work was the cock she so lovingly held in her mouth.
But there was a big difference between giving her brother head and actually letting him fuck her. A big difference.
The dope-induced haze seemed to flow over her brain again. So what was the big deal? She needed his prick fucking her hard and fast. Could a brother deny that to his sister?
She didn't think so.
Her hands began working his jeans off him. And he didn't protest. In fact, he helped. And when he was naked, his hands began stroking and moving over her body. Each time he lightly touched naked skin, she shivered in erotic response. His touch was magic. It lit her desires. The flames began leaping inside her body, threatening to devour her.
She had to have his long dork fucking her or she'd go mad from lust. Her need was so great, he couldn't possibly deny her that hefty pillar of cock.
Gooseflesh rippled up and down her spine when he lifted her up and carried her back to lay prone on the bed beside his muscular body. His mouth quickly fastened on one of her ample tits. And he sucked. He was returning the pleasure she had
-given him.
Tiny needles of delight danced all over her pebbly hard nipple as his tongue swirled around it. He began sucking harder on her coppery nipple. She shuddered, then moaned deep in her throat. The feelings he built in her body were demanding release-release that could be granted only by a long, hard, fast fucking.
She was getting so strung out sexually she would do anything to get his prong jammed up her twat. Her juices were dribbling out of her snatch and onto the soft white plane of her inner thigh.
But it wasn't wasted. As he sucked and tongued her jug, his hand was working all over her bush. He pushed Lower, his fingers tangling in the thick blonde jungle of her pussy mound. Already damp with lust, there was little chance of chafing as he stroked across her pussy lips.
When he jabbed a middle finger deep up her twat, she thought she was going to come. The orgasm crouching in her loins like some jungle beast wasn't to be released this easily.
And her brother knew it. He was deliberately giving her the maximum stimulation before actually fucking her. The way her untrained body surged and moved, he wanted to give her a complete course in what lovemaking should be before actually stuffing his cock in and fucking.
He needed this as much as she did. And he was a craftsman. None of the wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am fucking for him. That was for the mediocre. He left his women exhausted-and well fucked There were never any complaints when he finished his screwing.
Jackie arched her back and tried to cram her hips down around the finger stuffed up her twat. To give herself even more pleasure, she shoved her chest forward. His mouth accepted the offered gift of more tit. His hand drifted away a little from her quim.
She had to be satisfied with the way he was mouthing her boob. He took in a little more of the snowy-white cone. Then he sucked and ran his rough, agile tongue in a wide circle around the trapped flesh, savoring its softness. Sucking even harder pulled another inch of knocker into his mouth. He repeated his sensuous torture.
Soon, he was leaving fierce red streaks on the creamy slopes of her perfect tit. His teeth gouged into the sides. But it stimulated her. The feel of the hard teeth sliding across her soft flesh was as much a turn on as the way his tongue lashed out and toyed with her nipple.
When almost all her tit was jammed into her brother's mouth, she was positive it would explode like an over-inflated balloon. Her nipple was a rigid finger pointing straight back at his tonsils. And her entire tit pulsed with every excited heartbeat.
When she managed to moan out, "Please! I... I need you so! Stick it in! Screw me! I. . . ohhhhhh!" she knew he would obey her wish.
Her breath was taken away as cock pushed firmly against her pussy lips. She felt the broad tip of a huge prick compressing her labia, then entering her closely guarded twat. Her brother didn't fuck into her fast. His entry was slow, slow enough for her to fully experience what it was like having a pulsing prick shoved deep.
She let the sensations from her cunt seep through her body. Raising her leg, she tossed it over her brother's hairy thigh. This seemed to suck his dong even deeper into her body. She was lying on her side trying to take as much of his cock into her as she could.
But he was being slow and methodical about his fucking. He drove another inch up her cunt. She felt her juices squirting around the thick plug of man meat. Shudders ran through her body. She had never felt more alive. He was touching every nerve ending as he slipped gently into her body.
That was the trouble. Her burning desire required more than a gentle lovemaking. She wanted it hard, fast, even brutal.
"Fuck me! Hard! DEEP!" she pleaded.
"You asked for it, baby sister," he said from between clenched teeth. Then he shoved with all the power locked in his loins.
She screamed as his prick fucked far up her cunt. It jolted her so hard her teeth rattled. And then the waves of pain washed through her. Her cunt was stretched and pulled out of shape. It wasn't used to big cocks. This was still new and different for her. And infinitely exciting.
The red fog of pain quickly was replaced with pleasure. She could feel his buried cock pulse and jerk every time his heart beat. And the tempo was increasing. -It was lust. Lust for her!
She clamped down hard on his buried length with all the power of her young stomach muscles. Rewarded with a groan of pleasure from her brother, she began rhythmic squeezing that treated her cunt to a full picture of what his hidden dork was like.
The broad arrowhead glans pushed hard against her pussy walls. But right behind the rim was the big blue vein on top of his pecker. She thought she could feel it throb with life. And his entire cock was dancing around in wild abandon.
When she felt it slipping from her cunt, she tried to stop it. Her cunt muscles were betrayed by the slippery pussy walls. She was gushing out too much fuck fluid for her to stop his retreat. When only her sex lips were parted by his cock, he stopped.
She was gasping for breath now. Her lungs were filled with liquid fire. Her tits felt like they were going to explode at any instant as her heart raced wildly. But most of all, she loved the feel of that cock inside her. She wanted it back. She wouldn't let him keep it all to himself.
She was turning into a cock-hungry bitch who'd do anything for a good fuck.
There wasn't but a split second of hesitation on the man's part. He levered his hips upward again and found himself buried balls deep in her virgin-tight cunt. A lewd noise signaled his entry. The juices dribbled out around his prong and onto his balls.
When he started rotating his hips in a small circle, the girl thought she would lose her mind. It was as if he'd crammed a burning hot poker into her guts. He was pulling her apart. His cock was no longer flesh and blood. It was white-hot iron. And he was intent on ripping her in two all the way to the chin.
She struggled against his body. Her fingers clutched and clawed at his broad back. This caused his cock to move even deeper into her twat. That was all she lived for now. She had to get as much dong in her belly as possible. Her nerves were all primed for the orgasm slowly building in her loins.
It would take a little more fucking, and then ...
And then she would be satiated. Then she wouldn't have this abnormal hunger for cock. She could rest easy.
But until then, she needed his prick desperately. And her urgent desire was communicated to him. He began working back and forth in the well-greased lust tunnel. His hips pistoned slowly at first, then built up speed.
He was soon fucking her with all the power in his body. Each time he thrust upward, his balls wetly slapped against her ass. She gasped as she felt his crotch grinding mindlessly into hers. This stimulated her clitoris and sent lightning bolts of ecstasy searing along her nerves.
The sound of their fucking was comprised of grunts and moans, wet slurping noises as their crotches collided. But neither could hear. The girl's head was filled with the sound of her own blood pounding loudly. It might have been the surf smashing against the shoreline it was so loud.
But she felt. She felt every time he rammed far up her quim. She tried holding him in her already tight pussy. And each time she failed. As he fucked faster and faster, the friction built up in her body. The warmth spread throughout her belly. Huge charges of sexual electricity shot up her spine and blasted into her brain.
And she climaxed.
She shrieked out her joy and rammed her hips down hard on the impaling spike of cock in her cunt. She twisted and turned and moaned. There was nothing more important in the world than driving that cock all the way up into her guts.
As she drifted down from the pinnacle of her cum, she sensed his deeply buried, cock beginning to expand. The huge head of his dong grew and grew and then erupted. She felt the fiery tide of his jism surging through her twat. She came again.
Together, they lay locked in each other's arms. Their mutual orgasm seemed to last for an eternity.
And then, she drifted back to reality. Sweating and tired, Jackie managed to focus her eyes on her brother. He had a half-smile on his face that told her more than a million words.
He'd gotten off on their incestuous balling, too.
That comforted her and made her feel better. If Dennis had enjoyed it, how could it possibly be wrong?
"We shouldn't have done this, Sis," he said in a choked voice. But his hands were stroking back and forth along her inner thigh. She felt tingles of delight everywhere he touched her. As his hand strayed higher toward her snatch, she knew he was saying one thing and meaning another.
"I needed it, Dennis. Really. After what happened earlier tonight, I truly needed some tender, loving care. With the emphasis on loving!"
"No doubt about that. But do you think the folks heard? I think we got sort of noisy there."
"It they heard, they haven't sent for the cops or anything like that. But let's cool it. I'm feeling ready for bed."
"I'd say you've spend most of the evening in bed."
She smiled warmly. "Only with you. It was like this was my first time. And it was great. Thank you, Dennis."
She kissed him, disentangled their legs and quickly scooped up her discarded clothes. She closed the door behind her as she went to her own bedroom.
But Jackie was thinking how good it had been with her brother. She was thinking how nice it would have been if they could have fucked a couple more times. That ache in her cunt was driving her wild with desire. And it just wouldn't go away.
She'd think of something. Like how to get more cock.