Chapter 2
"Want another one, Jack? There's a couple of more six packs in the refrigerator. Let me get you a can....
The man on the couch grinned. "Talked me into it, sis. But I don't want to drink all of Tom's beer...."
Jill got to her feet. "Don't worry about it; we've got plenty." She turned to leave the living room, then paused and looked back at her brother. "Jack, I ... you've got no idea how glad I am to see you. It's been over a year hasn't it? And right now ... well, I've just got to talk to somebody. Be right back...."...." I guess that's about it. Not a very pretty story, is it? I just never thought it would happen to us." Jill paused and smiled bitterly. "Famous last words, I suppose. But I didn't-I just didn't think it would happen to us. There was no reason-Tom didn't have to go to that little bitch ... oh, hell-that's not fair, I shouldn't try to blame her. Kathy's only fourteen or fifteen. It was up to Tom to keep things under con trol, and he didn't. I guess he wanted to ... to do what they did. Oh, God ... Jack, I never thought..
Her brother put his can of beer down on the coffee table in front of the couch. "I know-you never thought it could happen. You've said that about ten times. What you haven't said is exactly what they did. What was it? I need to know; it may make a difference...."
Jill looked at him in surprise. "You mean ... what they did makes a difference? I don't see how. They had sex-what else is there to say?"
Jack Adams shook his head impatiently as he surveyed the extensive array of empty beer cans on the table. I said it could make a difference. You got another beer? Sis, you better tell me exactly what they did. If I'm gonna help you I need to know. God, I feel like I need one more beer, if you got it"
Jill stared at her brother intently as she tried to decide whether to confide further in him. They had never been really close; he was two years her junior and his personality had always bordered on being obnoxious. But he was her brother, and at the moment he was the only person who could accommodate her desperate need to talk about her problem. She had to talk about it, or explode ... And, besides-while she preferred not to think of it, Jack filled that very special little niche that every woman has; he was the one who had taken her virginity.
Jill flushed at the recollection and forced herself to concentrate on her present problem. It was more than enough to occupy her mind without worrying about things that had happened years ago....
"Jack, I ... well, I can't see what difference the details make. I think...."
Her brother snorted in disgust. "Hell, you're the same old Jill. All hung up on modesty and self-righteousness to the point that you can't even talk frankly to your own brother. Suit yourself, sis. I don't know that I could help anyway...."
The distraught woman came to a decision. "Alright, Jack. I guess I am being a little silly; it's just that I don't like to ... Oh, hell. Tom and Kathy were in his den, as I've said. I ... well, when I opened the door Kathy was straightening her clothes and Tom was sprawled out on the couch with his ... his penis out of his clothes. I don't think he'd been undressed; I don't know whether Kathy had been or not. Anyway, from what both of them said it was pretty clear that she had ... made oral love to Tom....
Jack exploded in laughter. "Made oral love ... Jill, you sound like something out of a woman's confession magazine fifteen years ago. What's with you, anyway? You so hung up about sex you can't even talk about it?"
His sister blushed in anger and embarrassment. "Oh, damn you, Jack-you never change. You always did want me to ... to use dirty words. I don't happen to have the kind of vocabulary you do." Jill closed her eyes and wiped moisture from the corner of one of them as she was suddenly close to tears.
Her brother controlled himself with difficulty. "Okay, sis, I'm sorry if I seemed to be ribbing you. I'm not, really; I know it's a serious matter for you. And I'm not asking you to use frank language just to tease you; I have a serious purpose in mind. I think it may help me to get to the core of the problem...."
Jill seemed to have herself under control again as she opened her eyes. "Don't pay any attention to me, Jack-I'm just upset And you're probably right-I guess I do talk like somebody out of a victorian novel. If you think it'll help for me to say it, I will-I think Kathy sucked Tom's prick. Apparently he came in her mouth, and she managed to come when he did. You know, she must be a hot little thing ... I don't think I could do that-come myself from sucking a man's prick, I mean ... There, is that language frank enough for your"
"Yep, frank and realistic. That's the way to be, sis-about everything, and particularly sex. The man paused. "Jill, how about sex? You and Tom, I mean. He have any reason to be looking for extra pussy?"
The pretty woman flushed again, this time more from anger than embarrassment. "No, damn it. He's got no reason at all to ... I mean I think I've kept him pretty well satisfied. I can't see why he would...."
Jack cut in. "How do you know Tom's been satisfied? Has he said so? You two have plenty of variety-he ever ask you for anything you don't do?"
Jill seemed initially puzzled by the questions. "I don't exactly ... of course he's been satisfied. He ought to be, we do it enough. I ... what do you mean by variety?"
Jack grinned. "What the hell do you think, sis? I mean what do you do besides straight fucking? Every man likes more than that, at least at times. For instance, how about sucking? Like the girl did for him ... How long has it been since you sucked Tom's prick?"
The woman flushed a shade deeper. There you go again ... Jack, you just like to talk dirty...."
Her brother shook his head wearily. "God, you're just about impossible. I'm beginning to think Tom probably does have reason to look around, hung up as you are. Answer my question, sis. How long has it been since you Frenched him?"
Jill's expression changed as she began to see the point of her brother's questions. It had been a long time since they'd had anything except straight sex ... it was hard, really, to remember. A year? No, probably nearer two....
"Jack, I don't think ... I guess it has been quite a while, but Tom's never said anything...."
"Sure about that? You mean he hasn't mentioned anything special all this time? How long, by the way-weeks? Months?"
Jill swallowed uncomfortably, then decided to be completely frank. "Well ... longer than that, I guess. I'm not really sure, but I suppose it's been over a year. But I still don't think...."
Jack shook his head impatiently. I know what you think; what I'm trying to find out is what Tom may be thinking. Apparently the idea of having this little neighbor of yours suck his prick seemed like a good one to him; the question is why. For some men there wouldn't be any question; they just automatically like for any reasonably attractive female to blow them. But I don't think Tom's in that class, so that leaves the question of why he wanted her to do it. And the first possibility, of course, is that maybe he hasn't been getting that particular little refinement at home. From what you say, he hasn't been ... Does it strike you that there just might be a connection?"
Jill stared at her brother without answering as the uncomfortable question that he had raised ran through her mind. She felt a twinge of guilt that made her even more uncomfortable. It was true that Tom hadn't actually asked for such an act, but she also knew that there had been occasions on which he would have been more than receptive to her mouth on his big penis ... now that she thought back, why hadn't she done it for him? The act had never been repulsive to her, as far as Tom as concerned. And she had never considered doing it with anybody else ... Actually she had done it for him many times in the earlier years of their marriage, so why had she stopped in the last year or two? But he still had no right to have sex with a teen-age girl....
Jill's voice was low and heavy with doubt when she finally spoke. "I don't know, Jack. I just don't know. I didn't think I was neglecting Tom in any way, and anyway he has no right to ..
Her brother cut her off with an impatient wave of his hand. "We're trying to find out why your husband may be unsatisfied with you. I'm not trying to excuse him or blame him-actually that's beside the point, The thing is to get you two back on the right track, and I'm beginning to think, sister of mine, that you need to make some changes. Whether you'll be big enough, and smart enough, to see it that way I don't know. Depends on how badly you want to save your marriage, I guess...."
Jill reacted predictably. "Save my marriage? I wasn't aware that it was in danger, unless I want to make an issue of that charming little episode in the den. And most wives would, you know. Most wives would have run their husbands out of the house before this...."
"I don't doubt that at all. That's exactly what the average American wife would do, especially after she caused the whole thing in the first place. You smug, self-righteous females cause more problems in marriage than everything else put together. And most of you never learn, either ..
Jill was again silent as she weighed his words. There was more than a little truth in them; enough to make her distinctly uncomfortable. And what if he was right about her attitude having endangered her marriage? Surely that possibility was an exaggeration or was it? Jill suddenly felt small and lonely ... and uncharacteristically helpless....
She looked at her brother. She had no great affection for him, but she needed help, and he was the only one to whom she could turn. "Jack, I ... well, I think you're overstating things a good bit. But I guess I also see the possibility that you may be partly right about all this. About me, I mean ... I hadn't realized it, but maybe I haven't been quite all I should have to Tom lately. The question is how I go about making things right...."
Her brother seemed almost bored. "That question doesn't seem very complicated. Once you see where you've been a little short, you just correct it. Give him the little extras that you used to. If he wants to bugger, get on hands and knees and give him your asshole. It's simple enough; what's the problem? The only problem was in making you see what the trouble was, and ole Doc Adams performed that little chore for his older and somewhat backward sister. Seems like I always have had to teach you things. You'd probably still been a virgin when you married if your helpful little brother hadn't saved you from it. And now I've come to your rescue again ... damn, I deserve a medal or something. I might settle for a piece of that pretty ass of yours ..
Jill flushed and ignored his suggestion. "Jack ... It's not quite as simple as you think. There's the little matter of him cheating on me. Oh, I'm not going to make a federal case out of it, but it does make it hard for me to want to be extra sweet to him. I mean how can I be expected to offer to ... alright, I'll say it-to suck him off tonight, knowing that he let that little snip from next door do the same thing. It's just not fair...."
"Well, for once I can agree with you. And, as usual, I can offer a solution. If you sucked my prick, then you'd be even with him, wouldn't you? Then you could start off even again and get things back on the right track. Damn, the sacrifices I make for my sister ... well, I always did believe in close family ties...."
Jill looked at her brother in disgusted amusement Trust him to come up with a scheme like that. He was kidding her, of course, but he would probably jump at the chance if she took him seriously. And there was an element of insane justification in what he said. In a way it would serve Tom right ... that damn little 15-year-old....
"Jack, you're either the dirtiest minded, or the horniest man I've ever seen. Maybe both, I know you'd do it in a minute if I'd let you...."
Her brother grinned. "You bet. I think it would do both of us some good. My balls need to get rid of a little excess come, and you need to refresh your technique for Tom's sake." The grin faded as he paused. "You know, I was joking about it-mostly, anyway-but when you come right down to it the idea makes a lot of sense. From everybody's point of view. It gets you rid of your hang-up about him letting the kid suck him, and that in turn does him a favor even if he's not aware of it. For such noble purposes I could be persuaded to offer my talents, and even my prick, in my usual self-sacrificing way ..
Jill could not help grinning at her brother's supreme gall. "Jack, if you weren't a member of my own family I'd know you're a bastard. But I'll admit you've been of some help; I guess you do deserve another beer. I'll just bring the whole six pack while I'm at it too....
The man made no comment as his sister rose and left the room. His face was unsmiling as he watched the attractive jiggle of Jill's retreating buttocks. He sighed slightly as he reached in his pocket and brought out a small plastic container with six white tablets in it....
"Jill, your tits are even better than they used to be. Your nipples still get as big and hard? Turn around a little so I can get the fasteners...."
Jill Evans turned automatically to do her brother's bidding. Her mind was foggy and confused; it seemed powerless to reject his suggestions. Both her mind and body seemed to be responding to his increasingly lewd suggestions instead of rebuffing them. Well, hell ... his hands did feel good on her breasts and between her thighs. It had been a long time since he had touched her intimately, and she needed those touches. Her need was, in fact, little short of desperate. Her body cried out for sex in a way that was unusual ... almost abnormal. The fact that the man arousing her was her brother instead of husband somehow no longer seemed important ... the important thing was that he was a man, he was here, and he could give her the relief that her body craved with increasing desperation....
There. Damn, they're big. That feel good, sis? It must, to make your nipples that hard. I guess this is the first time I've really seen your tits since you had Bob, You nursed the lucky little bastard, didn't you?"
Jill's eyes were closed and her brother's words barely registered on her distraught brain as his hands took complete possession of her nude breasts. They were still on the living room couch as he fondled her; the table and floor in front of them were littered with beer cans and feminine clothes....
Brother and sister sat turned almost toward each other as he caressed the firm flesh of her bosom. Jill was now nude except for panties, garter belt, and stockings and her eyes, though open, were almost unseeing as they stared blankly over his shoulder. But if her mind no longer was capable of thinking clearly it had lost none of its capacity to register her arousal; it seemed to focus on her present physical needs with an intensity that was almost unique. Jill sensed vaguely that her feelings were too violent and raw to be normal, but she could really concentrate only on her desires and what it would take to satisfy them. Thank God Jack was here with her-if such feelings had come over her when she was alone it was hard to say what the results might have been. Well, she was not alone-and Jack would be more than willing to help his sister out of her trouble....
Jill started to speak but paused as her eyes momentarily lost focus. "Oh. ... God, that's funny-for a minute I couldn't ... couldn't see right. I feel funny all over. There-now I can see okay. But I sure feel funny; I wonder why? Jack ... honey, you shouldn't play with me like this, but it feels good ... good. Seems like a long time ago-did you know you were the first boy who ever played with my boobs? You shouldn't have done it, but it was fun, wasn't it? I used to feel so funny when my nipples, got hard ... God, you've got 'em hard now, haven't you?"
Her brother looked up from the heavy mounds which completely occupied his hands as he kneaded the firm flesh. 'You bet, sis. Seems to me like they're harder than I've ever seen 'em. And they're not the only thing hard around here. Got any idea what else might be?"
Jill giggled in a way that suggested far more alcohol than she had consumed. "Sure, that's easy-your prick. I think that prick of yours stays hard all the time. At least it used to ... Let me see-where is it, anyway?"
Jack grinned as he turned his hips slightly toward his sister as they sat side by side on the couch. "There-you oughta be able to guess what's causing that bulge down there. See what you think about it. Go on-play with my prick a little. It won't bite you; at least it never did when we were kids, did it?"
Jill made no answer as she stared unblinkingly down at her brothers crotch. The bulge there fascinated her, and after a moment one small hand moved toward that bulge without any conscious direction on her part. Her fingers closed on the hard flesh through the material of his clothes, and Jill gasped quietly as she reacted to the feeling of her brother s penis.
"Gee ... Jack, I do remember it from when we were lads. It was the first prick I ever saw-hard, anyway, and I remember how it affected me. Hell, it's affecting me just as much right now. Maybe more....
The man released his sister's breasts. "Well, come on, Jill-you know what to do with it. Won't do you any good where it is. Get it out and have a good look at it. Kiss it a little if you want to...."
He watched closely as Jill's fingers went to his zipper. Her touch was uncharacteristically clumsy, and he swore to himself as her eyes rolled and lost focus again while she fumbled with the fastener. Damn, she seemed to react strongly to the pill he had given her. Maybe it should have been cut in half ... but it had done its primary job, which was to arouse her and subdue her inhibitions....
"Hey, lover, can't get your old zipper ... there. Now let's see what's inside...." Jill's hand plunged into his trousers and grasped his erection as Jack continued to study his sister's reaction to the drug that she had unwittingly taken. Her eyes seemed alright now ... He felt a momentary twinge of conscience for drugging the woman, but her attitude had clearly required it. Too much was at stake to worry about such details at the moment....
"Boy, look at this pretty thing. Jack, the only part of you that ever has been good looking is your prick. It's been a long time ... this feel good?"
Jill's question came as she brought both hands to the hard shaft and began a coordinated stroking and rolling motion. She stared intently at the contents of her hands through eyes that seemed abnormally bright....
And finally her touch and words took their toll on Jack's own physical state. He had been so preoccupied with other matters that his own arousal had gotten almost out of hand and he was suddenly startled to realize that a premature orgasm had become a distinct possibility.
"Hey, sweetheart, take it easy." Jack put one of his own hands over Jill's to still their provacative motion on his penis. "Hold up a little, sis, don't want to come in your hands. I got better ideas than that. Tell you what-we both need to finish undressing to do this job right. You're ahead of me-all you still got to do is take your panties off. Why don't you do that while I strip?"
In spite of her arousal Jill's drugged mind accepted the suggestion unquestioningly. She gave her brother a somewhat vacant smile as she released his penis and stood up to slip her thin panties down her long, full legs. She kicked off the panties and left them on the soft carpet in front of the couch. 'There. Do you want the rest off? I seem to remember you used to like to fuck me with stockings on. Want me to leave my garter belt?"
Jack cast an appreciative glance at her lush nudeness as he hurriedly stripped off his own shorts. He was surprised by her body's fresh appeal in spite of almost twenty years of marriage and a child. She was actually more attractive in many ways than she had been when he had broken her in....
"Yeah, leave 'em. Damn, sis, you're still a pretty piece of ass. I'd almost forgotten ... looks like marriage must have agreed with you in spite of your troubles right now. I'd have to say you're first class cunt, sis."
Jill did not smile. "Hurry up. I'm not much interested in what you say, just what you do with that prick you've got hanging out. Damn it, come on. You wanted to fuck me, didn't you? Well, my cunt's ready and waiting...."
Jack pulled of his socks and finally turned to face his nude and anxious sister. Her eyes were again locked on his penis and Jack was startled to see a slight trickle of saliva from one corner of her open mouth. Damn, she looked almost like somebody in a looney bin ... the pill must have been even more powerful than he'd realized. Once more he felt a stab of remorse, but it faded quickly with the thought that there had been no choice....
Jack sighed. He looked forward to sex with his beautiful sister, but he had a chore to perform first "Come here, sis. I need a kiss."
Jill moved willingly toward him. Her heavy breasts bounced and swayed in the way that only a bosom that is both large and firm can. Jack watched approvingly; his sister had the necessary equipment for the job he had in store for her.
"You want a kiss? Where, Jackie boy? On your mouth or on that big sweet prick?" Jill grasped the shaft again as she stood close to him. "You know, I can't figure now why I wouldn't suck it back when you wanted me to. Live and learn, I guess. I'll sure suck that pretty thing now, if that's what you want." She paused as she tried to clear her befuddled brain. "Hey, that's what the girl did for Tom, isn't it? That's right-she sucked his prick and let him come in her mouth. Well, turn about ... how Tjout that Jack? Want me to suck you off like she did Tom?"
The prospect made Jack grin in anticipation, and almost forgot the other requirements of the moment With an effort he brought his mind back to the necessary preliminary action. Hell he could use her suggestion for that too....
"Sounds good, Jill Tell you what-I'd like to have a few pictures of you doing it and some more just showing that body of yours. Won't take but a second, then we'll get with it."
Jill's drugged mind had trouble understanding the implications of her brother's words. "Pictures? What are you talking about? I wanna get fucked ... or sucked, or something. Don't you wanna be sucked?"
Jack forced himself to be patient. "Sure, Jill, you know I do. Hell, I've wanted you to do it for years. But I do need a few pictures, baby. Won't be any trouble. Let me show you my little camera. It's a cute little thing...."
He removed Jill's hand from his penis and moved quickly to the coat he had thrown over the back of a chair. When he turned back toward the puzzled woman he held up a tiny camera of the type used for covert photography.
"How you like this little jewel? No color-just black and white, but the film's fast enough to shoot in a room that's almost dark without a flash. Want to have your picture taken?"
Jill failed to understand his interest in photography under the circumstances. "God, Jackie boy-I don't care about your silly camera; I wanna be fucked. What'sa matter with...."
Jack broke in. "Okay, sis-gonna get what you want. Hell, I want it, too, but I've gotta get a picture or two first." He paused and looked around the room as the thought ran through his mind that it was hell to worry about pictures when a woman like Jill was waiting to French you. But business before pleasure...."
His eyes stopped on a large mirror on one wall. "Hey, that mirror-that'll do it fine." He beckoned to his puzzled and increasingly annoyed sister. "Over here by the mirror, sis. I can wind this up in a hurry so we can get down to some serious fucking. Come on over here."
Jill let herself be led to a spot directly in front of the mirror. For a moment they stared at each other s body in the mirror, then Jack turned to his sister and put one hand on her shoulder while he held the tiny camera in the other. "Jill, honey, kneel down in front of me. I want to get a shot or two of you sucking my prick, and about the only way to do it is to shoot in the mirror. Come on, honey-you said you wanted to suck a little. Let's get this over with and then I'll fuck you. That little pussy still need my prick?"
"Oh God, yes. Jack ... alright, you can take your stupid pictures. But you better hurry. I can't wait much longer. My pussy feels like ... I don't know what it feels like; it's never felt like this before. But I know it needs your prick...."
"Okay-okay. I need your pussy, too, so let's get with it. Down on your knees, sweetheart...."
Jill stared at her brother for a moment, then dropped to her knees in front of him. The position put his hard, swaying penis only inches in front of her flushed face, and once more her eyes locked on the male organ. Without instruction Jill raised one hand to grasp the base of the shaft while the other one cupped his testicles in their wrinkled sac. Again her hands started their instinctive caresses....
"That's it, baby. Feels good. Hold on just a second-let me turn a little more toward the mirror. There.
Now, honey-my prick's all yours. You said you wanted to suck it...."
I do. I want to suck it till you fill me up with come. Then I want you to fuck me till you fill me again. God, I never felt like this before...." Jill's words were soft and blurred, but Jack understood most of them as he stood on somewhat unsteady legs before his kneeling sister. He put one hand behind her head to urge it toward him, but his action was unnecessary. Jill swallowed as her drug and lust fogged mind realized momentarily that the thing she was about to do was both wrong and perverted; then her physical needs took command again and wiped all such unimportant matters out of her confused consciousness. She moaned in passion as she closed her eyes and moved her pretty head forward to bring her mouth to her brother's penis. Her lips opened to receive the shaft, and Jack moaned as they slid wetly over the hard but sensitive flesh.
"Damn, sis, that's good. You suck a prick like an expert Your hand feels good on my balls, too. I'm not gonna be able to take much of this without ... tell you what-turn a little toward the mirror so I can get a couple of shots. Just a little-that's it. Now-look into the mirror if you can. With your eyes, anyway. Good. Good. Okay, I got one. Now take it a little farther in your mouth. Don't worry about lookin' at the mirror this time, just get your mouth as far down on it as you can. And hold my balls out a little so they'll show. Easy-don't pull 'em too hard. Okay, hold that and let me see what we got. Yeah-looks good. It all shows in the mirror. Just hold it ... there."
Jill knelt before her brother in a sex and drug induced haze. She followed his instructions blindly, mere than willing to pay whatever price he demanded for the sexual relief that she had to have at any cost. If only he would hurry with his silly pictures....
"There, got another one of this pose. Okay, one more ought to do it. Let's see ... tell you what, well take two more. For these you can take my prick out of your mouth. Don't worry, I'm gonna give it back to you. That's it, take it out. Now-for this one I want you to be kissing the side of it. Turn a little more toward the mirror and hold it in front of your mouth while you lass it along the side. Like you were playing a flute ... Yeah, that shows good in the mirror. Hold that for a second ... okay. Now, one more. This time you be kissing my nuts. Point my prick up and let it he along your cheek while you kiss my balls. Better yet, lick 'em. Hold them up so my legs don't block 'em and stick your tongue way out so you can lick ... wait, I'll have to turn a little more toward the mirror. That's it. Looks good. Hold it for a second. God, you're driving me outa my skull. Easy, go easy on my prick or I'll shoot a load all over you. Jill, damn it, take it easy-don't jack me like that. Just one more shot ... damn it, lay off. You're makin' me ... damn, I'm comin'. Jill, you bitch! Alright, damn it, take it! I'm comin'! Oh, God damn...."
Jack's body became rigid as he stood before his kneeling sister and experienced an orgasm that neither of them wanted but which could not be held back. Jill finally realized what was happening as the first spurt of semen splashed onto her shoulder, and with a little guttural cry of passion she twisted her head enough to once more engulf the head of his straining penis in her warm mouth. One hand stayed on the base of the shaft and the other squeezed his testicles as the distraught woman savored the taste of her brother's sperm....
Jack's hands tangled roughly in her hair as he pulled her mouth farther on his pumping penis. "Take it sis. Take my come-damn, suck me dry. You sweet bitch, suck it. Suck my prick. Oh, God ..
And, as a young girl had done earlier on her husband's penis, Jill managed to reach an orgasm of her own as she sucked wildly on her brother's organ. Her mind was a violent blur as it registered the heights and depths of her passion. Only later would it would capable of thinking rationally about the present encounter....
For now there was no rationality; there was only the need and fulfillment that centered in her unused vagina and spread throughout her body as she continued to receive the powerful gushes of semen in her sucking mouth....