Chapter 6
She was more than a little surprised when the next Wednesday night when their parents went bowling her brother suggested bringing home another buddy. He phoned her and told her, "Hey, I want to come home and bring Jim with me."
"I don't care to fuck with Jim," Donna told him. "He is an egotistical good-for-nothing."
"He's only the star on the track team," he told her. "You ought to be thankful he wants to screw you."
"Apparently you have no regard for my decency," she told him.
"Sure I have," he insisted, "but there's nothing wrong with this. He would just be fucking you and I'd be fucking you at the same time."
"You're getting as bad as those Roman orgies," she complained.
"They used to have a good time in old Rome," he told her. "Don't knock it."
"All right, I guess I could," she agreed. "But I think it would be a lot nicer if you had that motel set-up you talked about. At least I'd get paid for all of my fucking. Why should I give my pussy away for free?"
"Ah, move your chastity belt notch down a bit and make room for another guy, sis."
He hung up on her.
This really burned her up. One night when she thought she could relax and catch up on her homework Bob had to bring another fellow over for sex.
She figured it probably would be a good idea to take a relaxing tub bath. She went to the bathroom and filled up the tub. Taking off her clothes she dropped a bath pearl in the water. Then she slipped into the water herself. As she lay there and relaxed she began thinking about her brother. He was getting pretty wild. She wondered why he enjoyed having other boys come over. She certainly hoped there was nothing wrong with him. She hoped to the deepest depths that he wasn't turned on with the boy that he was bringing. For that would make everything so abnormal.
When she had finished with her bath she got out and dried off. Spraying herself with magnolia body splash she felt wonderful.
When her brother opened the door she heard him. He always made a lot of noise entering the house.
He came up to her room just as she was slipping into a blue nylon nightie.
"Hi, beautiful," Jim smiled at her.
"Hi, Jim," she grinned back at him.
"Your brother Bob here is a good publicity man," he chuckled.
"He's got a big mouth," she complained.
When she turned around and walked over to the bed and Jim got a good look at her body through the sheer nylon nightie material, he was really turned on.
"Where are we gonna make it?" he asked her curiously.
"Might as well do it right here," she suggested. "We certainly don't want to do it in mom and dad's bedroom. It would be just our luck for them to come home and catch us all fucking."
"I know what you mean," Jim laughed as he unfastened his belt and pulled off his pants.
He wasn't wearing any shorts and this surprised her.
"Don't you wear shorts?" she asked him curiously.
"No, I don't," he told her. "Why should I?"
"I guess you ought to be ready then," she laughed.
As she lay there in her blue nylon nightie, her brother undressed. Jim took off his shirt and shoes and socks and tossed them aside. Then he went over to the bed.
"Now let's make love," he smiled.
He reached under her nightie and felt of her bosoms.
"You like those big tits, don't you?" her brother Bob chuckled.
This burned her up. She was becoming more and more worried about Bob's normalcy. Wasn't it peculiar that he should speak to Jim about her bosoms?"
"Let's get it over with," she quipped.
"Let's enjoy it," Jim suggested slyly with a smile.
She realized what he was talking about. Yet it burned her up to think that he could be so indifferent when it came to sex.
It didn't take Jim long to find her pussy. Before she knew what was happening he had his mouth over her snatch.
"You're a good pussy eater," she complimented him. "Bob didn't tell me you were so good at that kind of action, baby."
Reaching down she ran her fingers through his hair. She loved the way his tongue plunged vigorously into her vagina. He held back nothing. His hands clasped her ass cheeks as he sucked like a hungry man.
"Eat me, baby," she panted passionately, "that's what I want you to do. Eat my box. Oh, yes. Suck me. Come on, baby. Eat me."
As the hot tongue propelled around inside of her she wiggled.
"Oh, baby," she begged him, "you don't know how good that feels."
"Push your pussy up to me as my tongue stabs into you," he urged.
She went on pushing as his tongue continued stabbing into her.
"I love this, baby," he gasped eagerly.
"Oh, sweetheart, I wish I could be in your pussy forever. I just love tonguing your snatch."
His hot tongue movements told her just how much he enjoyed it. It made her tingle all over to think that he could get this excited.
"Eat my box," she begged him, "that's the way to do it, lover. Eat me. Ohhh, ahh, yes, yes. Suck my sweet pussy."
When he had finished sucking her he knew what he had to do.
"I'm gonna fuck you now," he told her when he took his tongue out of her juicing vagina.
He was straddling her and flipping his cock back and forth across her fur-trimmed triangle.
She could hardly wait for him to shove his mammoth male member into her vagina.
"I want it," she exclaimed hungrily, "I want every fucking inch of you. Stab it in there, baby. Fuck me."
His thick pulsating penis plunged into her vagina. She loved the feeling of his cock slipping and sliding into her.
"Oh, fuck hard," she begged as she clasped his ass cheeks. "Fuck it good.
Come on. Fuck me."
He was going to spare nothing. He would give her a fuck she would never forget. With every hard cock stab he thrust into her she wiggled.
"Give it to me," she cried ecstatically, "that's the way to do it, lover. Fuck me. Come on, baby. Fuck me. Fuck me good."
The passionate pleasure that she was deriving from his pulsating penis stabs had her shaking.
"What's wrong?" he asked her when he noticed she was trembling.
"Nothing, Jim," she explained, "I just got so turned on with that big dick of yours slipping into me. Keep fucking. Now you're doing it. Harder, baby. Oh, I want it. Every inch. Fuck it. Fuck me good."
Jim's penis continued plunging into her vagina.
"That's the way I want it," she exclaimed. "Oh, yes, baby. More. Keep it up. Ohh, ahhh, yes, yes. Keep fucking."
As he continued stabbing into her she locked her legs around him.
"Oh, I'm there, baby," she groaned in delight. "Yes. Yes, I'm there. Oh, honey, keep fucking."
Jim had a way of driving into her that was making her flip out. But her brother Bob had another idea.
"What's that?" she asked when Bob brought out a strange-looking round object.
"That's a slip-on," he told her, "it slips on the head of a cock. It's known in the trade as a French tickler."
"That's what I need," Jim panted as he pulled his penis out of her pussy.
Reaching for the French tickler he slipped it over his cock head.
Now he plunged forward.
"Yes," he smiled as he drove his cock with the French tickler into her. Indeed she was enjoying it.
As she felt the huge shaft sliding into her and the French tickler did its work, she pushed forward eagerly. She let her pussy muscles clamp on his penis.
"Oh, give it to me, baby," she begged eagerly. "That's what I want. Now you're doing it. Fuck me. Fuck me good."
He went on stabbing into her with vigorous movements.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "I need it. I need it bad."
He raised up so he could play with her bosoms and yet keep his thick cock plunging into her vagina.
"I like my hands on your tits when I'm fucking you," he told her. "I like them real good."
She was wiggling her hips.
"Beautiful," he told her, "Oh, baby, I'm enjoying this. Keep grinding your ass."
As she pumped her pussy against his penis she realized he was getting hotter and hotter. Clasping his ass cheeks she got a wild idea. She parted his behind and slipped a finger right up his rectum. He loved the sensation. Jim smiled.
"I'm enjoying that, baby," he said breathlessly, "ohh, yes. Now you're doing it. That's the way. Fuck me. Fuck me, baby, fuck!"
She continued grasping his penis with her pussy muscles and he went on screwing her.
"Yes," she panted, "oh, baby, give it to me.
She was finger fucking his ass-hole at the same time that he was fucking her pussy. The French tickler was performing its magic on the sensitive walls of her vagina.
"I'm cuming," he cried ecstatically, "oh, baby, I made it. I'm there."
The hot white cream shot out of his cock.
"Ohh, ahhh, yes, yes. I'm cuming."
As he climaxed, her vagina muscles clamped on his cock.
"Fuck it," she panted, "fuck. Fuck, baby, fuck."
Rhythmically his cock had given her a wild time of it.
When he finally got his gun off, she came, too.
"Oh, I can't stand it," she groaned in a passionate frenzy. "Oh, this is beautiful. Oh, baby, fuck it off."
The tremendous pleasure that she felt now had her shaking.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you sure know how to screw. What a wonderful fuck."
As the three of them sat there planning their next sexual act, Jim couldn't help asking her, "Does it bug you that you fuck your own brother?"
"Not any more than fucking the dog," she laughed.
"Take it easy how you talk about it," Bob told her.
"I didn't mean it that way," she laughed.
"Well, it was difficult to tell from the way you put it," he told her flatly.
"I'm sorry if I rubbed your ego the wrong way," she told him.
Now she was ready. And nothing was going to stop them.
"I think Bob ought to lie on his back," she explained, "and I'll slip my pussy down over his cock. Next you can rim my ass-hole. But before you put that big prick of yours in my ass, it's got to be lubricated."
"All right," Jim agreed.
She went to the bathroom. She had borrowed a tube of KY that her father used when he was fucking her mother's ass-hole.
"This is a wonderful thing," she told him. "It makes that old cock of yours slip right up there without any problem."
"You sound like a professional," he told her bluntly.
"I might as well be for all the fucking I've been doing," she told him. "My only problem is not getting paid for it. Those professional women get their price."
When he had his penis well lubed she looked at her lover, Jim.
"I don't want you sticking that cock in me and shoving real hard and getting your gun off immediately," she told him. "I want you to slide it slow and easy, baby."
"I promise I'll be careful," Jim assured her.
"And when you pull the damn thing out," she warned,. "none of that fast stuff. Pull it slowly and carefully. Do you understand?"
"All right," he agreed.
Now that she had him geared to the way she wanted it she figured that she would have the dog watch the unfolding action.
"Billy," she told the dog, "I want you to look at me. I want you to see what I'm doing."
She patted the bed and the big dog bounded forward.
"Isn't he marvelous?" she smiled. "He's eager to learn."
Her brother nodded. "And he's a quick learner, too," he joked.
At this point she was almost ready to take him on. But she was suddenly fearful.
"Let's wait a minute," she suggested. "I'm not quite ready."
"Do you know if you'll ever be?" Jim asked, getting disgusted.
"It's not an easy thing to be ass fucked," she reminded him. "It's much more fun doing it than being done."
He laughed.
"I guess that's the fucking truth," Jim grinned. "I know I wouldn't care to get my ass fucked."
She waited a moment and then she said quietly, "I think we ought to try it dog style. You know, on all fours. That would help make Billy learn how to fuck with me.
"Are you more concerned with him learning to fuck you or me getting my rocks off?" Jim demanded angrily.
"I hope it wouldn't hurt your ego, honey," she snapped defensively, "if I told you I enjoy balling with big Billy more than with you."
"I like that," he said angrily, his cock going limp. "I'm playing second fiddle to a dog."
"Don't take it so personal," Bob insisted. "She's only teasing."
"No, I mean it," she said in a testy manner. "I think Billy has more feeling than most humans. He's a wonderful dog."
"But he's just a dog," he reminded her.
"Yes, and isn't it wonderful," she smiled.