Chapter 5
It was her younger brother Johnny. Brandi recognized his voice instantly. Briefly she wondered about this crazy memory loss of hers. How could she forget her own husband but still remember her brother?
"Brandi, I've got a problem," Johnny said. "I've got to see you right away, to talk. Okay?"
"Why sure, okay. Come right over," Brandi said.
She hung up the phone, wondering what could be so urgent that he had to come over right away. She probably hadn't seen Johnny in six months, not since he had gone off to college. Now he was back in town for summer vacation, but he was too busy chasing girls and drinking with his buddies to waste time with family.
Still, if he needed her, she wouldn't refuse. She had always had a warm spot in her heart for her little brother. He was only about six years younger than she, but she always thought of him as her little brother.
She lit a cigarette and daydreamed about how it had been when they were kids. A warm melancholy feeling spread through her as she thought about how families draw apart through the years. She was very happy at the thought that he was coming over.
But she had wasted so much time daydreaming that when the doorbell rang she realized that she was still totally naked, lying on the rumpled sheets where Ted had fucked her just a few hours ago. Quickly she pulled on a bathrobe and dashed to the front door, hoping she didn't smell too much like musk and sex. She didn't want her little brother to get the wrong idea.
"Well, hi there stranger!" she said, trying to be extra perky when she saw his long face. "Long time no see. Come on in."
"Thanks," he grinned sheepishly.
Brandi took him in and sat him down on the living room sofa. Somehow she was mildly shocked by how big he had grown. His broad shoulders and strong-looking arms made him seem more like a stranger than the little brother she had always known.
"You look like you could use a beer," she said. "Or maybe even something stronger."
"Thanks," Johnny murmured, staring gloomily at the floor. "Whiskey would be fine, if you have any."
"Of course."
Brandi went to the bar and poured two glasses of whiskey over ice. She didn't want him to get the feeling that he had to drink alone. Somehow that seemed so rude to her. And, at the same time, she realized that a drink might taste pretty good to her too, after all she had been through in the past twenty-four hours.
She sat down next to him, handed him his drink, and clinked her glass against his.
"Cheers!" she said.
But he didn't look cheery. He drank the whiskey glumly. Brandi was depressed. What kind of family reunion was this?
"All right, out with it," she said. "Your day is already spoiled. You don't have to spoil mine too."
"I'm sorry," Johnny said. "I've been seeing this girl. We were getting pretty serious. Now she tells me she can't decide between me and this other guy. Shit, Brandi, I didn't even know she was seeing another guy!"
Brandi put her hand on his shoulder. She could see how upset he was. His whole body was tense and sharp. She could feel the tension in his muscles under her fingers.
"By seeing her you mean you were balling her?" she murmured softly.
Johnny nodded.
"And you think she was balling the other guy too?"
"I know she was. She as much as told me she was."
"So that's what's got you so upset," Brandi murmured.
She stroked his forehead with one hand, soothing him. He seemed so vulnerable to her. He was so hurt by this small incident. But if the girl had been there right now, Brandi would have scratched her eyes out for daring to trifle with her little brother's feelings in this way.
"Shouldn't it?" he demanded, a film of tears standing in his eyes. "Shouldn't it get me upset?"
"Of course it should," Brandi murmured.
"Here, let me get you another drink," she said as he drained his glass.
You might as well get drunk and let big sister take care of you, she thought. Maybe it won't seem so bad in the morning. Brandi realized that the whiskey was having an agreeable effect on her too. She felt warm and slightly reckless, happy and tingly all over.
This time, when she sat down next to him, she put her arm around his shoulder and drew his head down against her body.
"There, there. It's going to be all right," she whispered. "You know, women sometimes get just as confused as men do. As anybody does."
Johnny didn't speak. He seemed to enjoy being comforted by her. Brandi stroked his hair, the back of his neck. She felt strange emotions, things she had never felt. It was kind of a maternal feeling, but somehow different. She could feel stirrings in her body that she knew she shouldn't be feeling.
Oh gosh, it's probably just because I was thinking about Mike and that huge juicy cock of his before he came over, she said to herself. She could feel her brother's warm breath on her skin through the flimsy cloth of her robe.
His head lay on her chest, right above her tits. Even though she didn't want to acknowledge it, Brandi could feel her nipples throbbing.
Maybe we should be sitting in different places, she thought. But she knew she didn't want to move. God, this just feels so wonderful! she thought. I love holding him like this! We don't have to go any farther, do we? After all, we're two intelligent adults.
Anyway, it's probably only me who's feeling this way, because of Mike and all. And Ted fucking me like that. I'm just having one of those sex binges that sometimes happen, I guess. I know Johnny's probably thinking all about that girl he's so crazy for. The one who's screwing somebody else.
But suddenly she felt his hand on her skin, beneath her robe. His fingertips touched her bare midriff tentatively. Then she felt them moving upward.
Brandi knew she should stop him right then. But she was powerless to prevent the movement of her brother's hand. Her warm flesh under his fingers tingled excitedly. His knuckles grazed the bulging globe of her breast.
"Ahh!" Brandi gasped, unable to conceal her excitement.
Her whole body trembled as she felt his hand close over her tit and softly squeeze it. She looked down at the back of his head, at his hand stuck under her robe. Her hand on his shoulder could feel the urgent tension in his muscular body.
My God, why am I letting him do this? she thought. Oh, because I want him to! she answered herself. Because it feels good!
Her aching nipples grew stiff in the hollow of his palm. Johnny rolled her tit in his hand, feeling the excitement in her trembling body.
Brandi saw him starting slowly to unbutton the other buttons on her robe. As if hypnotized and unable to speak, she saw one come undone, then another.
"Johnny, we can't do this," she whispered.
Her own voice sounded to her as if it were someone else's. She knew that she wanted him to go on, but the voice said he should stop..
He didn't stop. He didn't reply either. Instead, his fingers unbuttoned each of her buttons until he reached the final one at her throat. He looked up at her. His eyes burned with desire.
Brandi shook her head slowly because she knew that was what she was supposed to do. But she knew he could see in her eyes the same thing she saw in his. She looked down at his fingers as they unfastened the last button.
He pulled her robe open, exposing her naked body. His hands fell to her firm upswept tits. He explored every inch of the warm globes with his lips. Brandi shut her eyes. She leaned back against the sofa, trying not to think about how wrong it was.
How could it be wrong when it felt so good?
"Oh! Ahhnnnnn!" she moaned when he sucked her nipple into his mouth.
Her tits were still tender from the mouth-mauling that Ted had given them. Somehow her nipples were more sensitive than ever. Her body quivered in response each time Johnny licked them.
"Ohhhhh God! Johnny, we shouldn't be doing this!" she panted out of duty.
"Brandi, your body is so beautiful!" he groaned.
"But I'm your sister!"
"Shhhh!" he silenced her. He sucked her nipples until she was gagging with desire. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No, don't stop!" she panted in a half-whisper.
She held her tits in her hands, offering them to his mouth, encouraging him. The pleasure was unbearable, exquisite.
God, we can't fuck! she thought. We just can't! It's so wrong! But her body throbbed with hot sexual pleasure. She squirmed and writhed, her nipples on fire in his wet mouth.
Her hands unbuckled her brother's belt before she really knew what she was doing. It was simply a natural movement. She wanted to get her hands on his cock. She wanted to feel the stiff, thick, alive prick.
Oh Jesus, look what I'm doing! she thought with horror as she slid her fingers under her brother's underwear. She freed his big throbbing prick and stroked it while he continued to suck her tits. It was a nice, long, fat cock he had, hot and jumping.
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned. "Let me suck you. Let me suck you too."
Johnny released her tits and let her scrunch down on the sofa. First she dangled her firm tits still wet with his saliva, against his twitching prick. It gave them both fantastic pleasure to watch her full globes and taut nipples swoop over his straining cock. She pressed her hot breasts all over it, rubbing the head of his prick with her nipples.
"Oh Johnny, Johnny!" Brandi panted. "What are we doing?"
"Do you want to stop?" he asked again.
"Oh no, no! But it's so wrong!"
"How can it be wrong if I want you so much?"
Rather than stop to think what kind of answer she could give to that, Brandi sucked the swollen head of his cock between her lips. She let the huge shaft slide deep into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it, feeling Johnny's body clench with sharp pleasure.
God, it's my little brother's cock I'm sucking! she thought wildly. Somehow, knowing it was horribly wrong, she derived an intense wicked pleasure from the thought. She dripped warm saliva on his pulsing cock and sucked it lovingly, skillfully. She wanted him to have the best blowjob she had ever given anyone.
Johnny groaned with delight, holding his sister's head, fucking her mouth gently. Maybe I should just let him come in my mouth, Brandi thought, trying to be sensible. If he came Jn my mouth then it'd be all over, right then. We wouldn't have to worry about it anymore. And feel guilty and all that.
But she obviously hadn't reckoned with Johnny, who wanted all of her now that they had gone this far. While she sucked his prick he succeeded in getting the robe off her body. His hands groped between her thighs, finding the sopping wet furrow of her cunt.
"Aahhggnnn!" she groaned as she felt his fingers slide into the greasy hole of her pussy. "Oh Johnny!"
"What about Ted?" he panted.
Ted! Shit, Brandi thought, I forgot all about him! My so-called husband!
But the passion of the moment was too great. Even though it was her own brother. Even though Ted might walk in on them. Brandi tried to remember how long he had said he'd be gone. A couple of hours? And how long ago had he left?
It was no use. Johnny's hand fucking her pussy, his stiff twitching cock in her busy mouth excited her too much. She had to have him.
"He won't be home for a while!" she panted back to her brother. "Oh God, Johnny, that feels so good!"
Johnny grabbed her face and turned it toward his. His murky eyes burned into hers.
"I want to fuck you, Brandi."
She kissed his mouth passionately, whispering back to him, her body pliant in his hands.
"I want you to fuck me, Johnny," she sighed. "Quick, let's go into the bedroom."
"No, right here," he said, dragging her down onto the carpet.
"Here? Right here?" Brandi whimpered.
But it was all she could get out before he was all over her yielding body. He was young and inexperienced. But what he lacked in knowledge he made up in vigor and passion. Brandi felt as if she were in the hands of a sex fiend. His strong urgent hands raced over her naked flesh, making her moan with bliss.
He sucked her nipples again. His tongue rooted in her flowing cunt, and flicked her aching clit until she cried out with unbridled lust.
"Oh God, Johnny baby, fuck me! Fuck me, quick!"
The raw urgency of his lust drove her crazy with sexual excitement. Her hot blood raced through her trembling body. She wanted him to fuck her fast so that she wouldn't have time to think about how wrong it was.
And she got her wish. Her thighs yawned open to receive him. Johnny quickly rolled between them. He nestled the long rigid rod of his cock in her warm buttery cuntlips and drove it sharply into her.
"Ungh!" Brandi grunted as she felt it penetrate her. "Oh God, yesss!" she moaned, delirious with happiness.
She clasped her long legs around his thrusting hips and began to whinny uncontrollably as he fucked her with short quick jabs. She held onto his shoulders with her arms and peppered his face with passionate kisses.
"Fuck me ... fuck me, yes, yes!" she chanted to him, seeing how it excited him to hear her say it.
Afraid he would come before she did, she wanted him to fuck her slowly. But there was no way she could calm his demanding lust. He couldn't get enough of her body. His teeth sank into her bare shoulder. He squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples, all the time piercing her cunt frantically with his strong rock-hard prick.
"Unh! Unh! Unh!" Brandi gasped as he wildly fucked her. "Ohn! Unghhh! Ahhnnnnn! Ungh! Ungh!"
She could never remember having been fucked so desperately, so urgently. Her brother ravished her writhing body like there was no tomorrow. Then suddenly he stiffened.
Without warning, Johnny groaned and came. Brandi could feel the jets of his cum spurting into her. It was more than she had ever felt. It kept pumping into her cunt from his wildly spouting cock.
The excitement of him coming brought her to the edge of her own orgasm. She could feel a boiling pressure in her cunt, as if it were ready to explode.
"Oh! Unhhh!" she panted desperately, churning her hips. "Oh, don't stop, Johnny! Don't stop!"
She didn't want his prick to go soft, not before she came herself. And yet it seemed to be harder than ever as he kept ripping it into her clasping pussy. Brandi clamped her thighs tightly on his plunging cock.
"Here, do this!" she gasped, rolling over on top of him. "Mmmmmmm! Ohhnnn! Do this, do this!"
She rode his cock like a crazy woman, dangling her tits in his face. She winced with intense pleasure as the stiff shaft of his cock rubbed her swollen clit.
"Oh yes, now, now, I'm going to come, Johnny! Johnny, I'm going to come! Now! Oh! Ohhh! UUUNNNEEEE!" she shrieked.
His cock reared up into her steaming pussy like an iron spike. Brandi's body dissolved in hot wrenching spasms. The delicious violence of her climax almost made her pass out. She lay gasping on her brother's body, feeling the waves of sexual pleasure ripple through her.
God, what heaven! she thought, feeling the incredible bliss pulse in her body. This was the third man who had fucked her in the past twenty-four hours. She couldn't remember how many orgasms she had had. And each one seemed to be more fierce and intense than the last.
Suddenly, through the hot mist of her pleasure, she realized that Johnny was still fucking her. He hadn't finished. His incredible young prick was stiffer than ever. He rolled her over onto her back and began fucking her pussy again with the same relentless, sex-starved virility.
"Oh Johnny!" she sighed, smiling and kissing him. "How do you do it?"
But he was too busy to reply.
"God, Brandi, you have such a beautiful body!" he panted. He scooped her tits up in his hands and devoured her throbbing nipples.
Brandi tried not to cry out. But she couldn't deny the fierce excitement she got from feeling his hard striving body between her thighs. His big cock seemed inhumanly stiff as it raced in and out of her creamy cunthole. Her clit flashed with spasms of hot pleasure.
"Oh God, yes, yes!" she panted into his ear, clinging to him, impaled on his young vigorous prick. "Fuck me, honey!"
Soon his hands gripped her flesh so tightly that it hurt. Her body ached and writhed, totally submissive, thrashing with ecstasy in his savage grasp. Johnny ripped his prick up into her ferociously. , "Aawwoonngggg!" Brandi moaned, arching her back, flinging her cunt up to his spearing thrusts.
Caught in the vise of his arms, she felt him shudder and knew he was coming again. She felt the hot jism leaping into her. And then the whole world went fiery for her. A fresh climax pulverized her.
"UUNNGGHH! OHHH! AANN-GGHHIIEEEE!" she cried out as it split her in half.
She and her brother were locked in hot amazing convulsions as the throbbing power of their dual orgasms throttled them. Brandi sobbed and gasped for breath, feeling the rockets of bliss pierce her trembling flesh. Her nerves flashed and spurted with flame.
She rolled over and over on the floor with Johnny, embracing him and kissing him, laughing and sobbing.
"Oh God, oh God, what have we done?" she giggled, unable to take the wrongness of it seriously because the pleasure was so intense.
But after a while Johnny kissed her and withdrew his cock from her plundered pussy.
"Oh no! Don't do that, don't go!" she begged him.
"What about Ted?" he said. "I'll bet he won't go for this."
Oh shit, him again! Brandi thought, remembering her so-called husband.
"God, I guess you're right," she said.
Hurriedly they both dressed, not wanting to be caught in a compromising situation. But even when they were fully clothed again, Brandi still couldn't get over the lust she now felt for her own brother. She went over to him and kissed his mouth passionately.
"No matter how wrong it is," she whispered to him, "I want you to know that I've never enjoyed a fuck so much in my whole life."
Johnny grinned and kissed her. "I believe I'd have to say the same," he said. "It sure made me forget my other problems."
"Promise me we can do it again."
"You know we shouldn't."
"Promise me?" Brandi flirted shamelessly.
He kissed her again and nodded yes. "Now I've got to get out of here before your husband comes home and smells it all over us."
"Call me?" Brandi murmured, seeing him to the door.
"Or course," he whispered as he ducked out into the hallway and was gone.