Chapter 4
Wally concluded that as long as he could fare so well with Valerie's divorcee friend, that he might as well go on to conquer bigger and better things. When he heard of a baroness, who was coming to Chicago, he suggested that he get in touch with her.
"Oh little brother," Valerie laughed, "you really expect big things don't you."
"Why not?" he smiled.
"I have to hand it to you, honey," she said happily, "you're not afraid to try anything. Or anyone for that matter."
There was something about the nerve of her little brother that appealed to her. She figured, that he might make a fortune before it was all over with.
"Where is this baroness from?" Valerie asked.
"She's from Germany," he said, "And she's loaded. Some old baron, left her a fortune. I guess it's in diamonds. There's something here about her owning diamond mines in South Africa."
"Diamonds," she exclaimed eagerly, "how wonderful. Read on."
"Well it says, that she is making a trip around the world because she is bored. She wants to find some excitement, or something worth living for. It seems the baron, was a real gourmet. He used to travel, so the article says, to each country in time for their vegetables and fruit to be harvested. Then, he would gorge."
"How exciting," Valerie said, "wouldn't that be fun, to follow the seasons and the sun just to please your palate."
"But he died of the gout," he laughed.
"Oh that's awful," she said, "and I wonder if the baroness got fat. All of that eating might have gotten her fat."
"Wrong again," Wally laughed, "she's thin and beautiful. Maybe, she has to do a lot of exercise to take care of the pounds. But she's a gorgeous blue-eyed blonde."
Valerie walked over to him and took the paper from him. As she glanced at the picture of the beautiful woman, she became a bit jealous.
"Well I suppose I don't amount to anything now," she said, "I have no title of anything."
"You don't need a title," he told her, "you're beautiful, baby. Don't worry about that."
"Well I don't have to," she said, "but I worry about you being led in wrong directions."
"The hell you do," he said, "you got me under your thumb now. And you like it that way. You can get all the fucking you want."
"Look," Valerie said, "I don't need you. Nor do I need that crap that you're feeding me now. I give you a lovely place to stay, in this apartment. Ever since my girlfriend moved out, it's just been you and me. And I think that's the way it ought to stay. You're developing into quite a man."
"Yeah," he laughed, "the best paid stud in Chicago. That's a reputation?"
"Certainly dear," she said, "you'd be surprised how many men are trying to do the same thing. But they are nowhere near as successful."
"I guess I should be proud of myself," he said, "it's quite an achievement."
"It certainly is dear," she said, "and I for one am very proud of you. So proud, in fact I would like to give you a new fuck."
"What do you mean a new fuck?" he asked, not understanding what she meant.
"Well last night I learned something," she said with a laugh, "I was fucking with a fat man. And he told me about the chair fuck."
"Chair fuck?" he said, "what in hell is that?"
"It's a riot," she laughed, "you sit in a regular dining room chair, and then I slide my pussy down over your penis. I throw my legs around you, and hug you tight with my thighs. You'll love it."
"Maybe I will," he said, "and maybe I won't."
"Don't be absurd dear," she smiled, "you're going to love this. How about it?"
"I get paid for screwing," he said, putting her out.
"Now Wally," Valerie teased, "this is absurd. I get paid for my fucking too. But this is what you might call a little practical instruction. When you want to try something different, suggest the chair fuck."
"Well I suppose the Baroness would be a very sophisticated fucker," he admitted, "all right, I agree with you. Let's try a chair fuck."
Valerie thought it best to get some liquor, to help them on.
She went to her bar, and asked him if he wanted a drink.
"Yes," he said, "you know I've been drinking quite a bit lately."
"Yes I'm worried about that," she said as she poured him a double shot. Bringing it over to him, she smiled.
"Here's a toast to us," she said, "let's see who can make the most money screwing. You or me."
"Well I'll begin with the Baroness," he smiled, "and I hope I make a mint."
"Good luck, darling," she said, "I am sure you will have a lot of fun with her."
"I'm sure I will too," he said, "I always enjoy fucking class ass."
After he had finished the drink, Valerie began feeling of his penis under his pants. She massaged it, until it was erect. Then she knew she could do what she wanted to.
"Ohhh sweetheart," she said, "You're real horny tonight."
"I'm horny every night," he said, "and why shouldn't I be. I'm Mr. Superstud."
"You bet you are," she said, "and you might call me Miss Super you know what."
"I can think it baby, but I won't say it," he smiled.
She looked at him, and she knew precisely what he meant.
"Now, baby," she said, "I guess I'll take off everything. We might as well, get going."
"Might as well," he agreed reluctantly.
She was a little burned up, that some of the hot blazing sexual passions had burned in him when he first came to Chicago, seemed rather dim now.
"Are you tired, honey?" she said, trying to tap his ego.
'Tired?" he said, "now what would ever make you think that? I should say not. My cock is ready anytime."
"Well that's what I thought," she said, "but you were stripping so slowly, I didn't know that you couldn't make it."
"That'll be the day," he said, as her nudge at his ego worked him just the way she had probed him.
He began peeling off his garments, and when he got down to his shorts she was all smiles.
"Let me pull your shorts down, baby," she told him, "I would enjoy that so much."
As she went over to him, and put her hands on his back. Then she rubbed herself against him. She was in her bra and panties, and it was an exciting feeling to feel his rock-hard cock through his shorts.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "that's beautiful."
The pleasure was building now, as she massaged his penis through his shorts. He looked down at her pink panties, as she pushed. He could see some moisture droplets, and this intrigued him.
"Are you juicing already Sis?" he asked. "A little," she smiled proudly.
"Well you're an oversexed chick I'll tell you that," he told her.
Maybe I am," she said, "I always wondered what my problem was."
"Well that's it," he told her casually, "You're oversexed."
She laughed as she let her hands slip behind the elastic waistband of his shorts. She massaged his asscheeks playfully. She let her hands slip between his buttocks. He loved the feel of her fingers playing with him there.
"And that is your prostate love," she said, "it excites nicely, doesn't it?"
'It sure does, baby," he told her, "that's just beautiful. Keep playing."
The fingers continued massaging there, and he was getting more and more turned on.
"Ohhh that's what I like," he told her, "keep that up baby. Now you're doing it. Ohhh yes, I like that."
The sensations that surged through his body, had him tingling all over.
"Pull it off," he said, "pull the shorts off."
She tugged at his cotton shorts, and they wouldn't come down quite as easily as she thought they would.
"What's holding them back?" she smiled.
"My cock," he told her, "What did you expect?"
She laughed, as he finally helped her. The gigantic penis, was making it difficult to tug the shorts all the way off.
"Beautiful," she smiled, when she got a load of it naked.
She reached out, to grip her brother's penis. She squeezed it with delight.
"Ohhh that's beautiful," he told her, T really enjoy that."
"I thought you would love," she said, "these fingers are well practiced."
She toyed with his testicles, and he became more and more stimulated.
"Beautiful," he smiled, "Ohhh yes, baby. I sure love the way that you play with them."
The sensations, that he felt at this point were remarkable.
"That's the way I like it," he said, "Ohhh yes, baby. Now you're doing it. Come on baby, play with it."
She fondled his balls, as she pulled on his cock.
"A little faster, baby," he smiled, "that's the way I like it. Now you're doing it. Ohhh yes, honey. That's the way I like it. Keep it up, baby."
She pumped methodically, until she got her face level. Then, she dropped to her knees. She clasped his asscheeks, as she brought her mouth down over his cock.
"Ohh that slips in nicely," he said, "that's beautiful. Come on baby, lick it."
Quickly, she let her tongue slipover the velvety crown of his penis. He loved the sensations that her tongue lapping was generating.
"Ohhh WOW!" he panted, "I love that. Yess, baby. That's the way to do it. All the way. Keep that going, baby."
The pleasure was building every second now.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yesss baby, yes Val. Now you're doing it."
Reaching down instinctively, he gripped his sister's head, guiding her over his stiff penis.
'These balls are loaded, baby," he told her, "and I can make it a double header. You can have one in your mouth, and one in your pussy. How's that?"
With her mouth plugged with his penis, she couldn't reply. But she answered with a nod of her head.
"Ohhh WOW!" he said, as she turned back her head and he slid it down her throat savagely.
"Eat cock," he told her excitedly, 'That's the way to do it. Yess, baby. Now you're doing it. All the way. Eat that cock. Come on baby, eat it."
The sensational pleasure, that they were en joying at this point was remarkable indeed.
"Beautiful baby," he told her, "Oh WOW! That's what I like baby, come on, do it."
The super-sensations, that the action was generating were almost more than she could stand.
"Come on, baby," he told her excitedly, that's what I like. Ohhh baby, do it."
The sensational pleasure, that he enjoyed at this point was remarkable indeed.
"Ohhh honey I'm almost there," he panted excitedly, "Slow down, baby. Ohhh I can't stand it. Yess. That's the way. All the way. Keep doing it. Now. Now baby, now!"
The super-charged cockstabs, were bringing her gratification too. She let her hands clasp his ass. Then, she slid her hand once more between the crack in his ass and let a finger stab up there.
"Beautiful," he moaned in delight, T like it when you pump your finger in there."
The pleasure, was building. Every second, it became more and more intriguing and exciting for him.
"Eat that cock," he gasped excitedly, "Yess baby. Eat it. That's the way to do it. Eat that cock. Come on baby, eat the cock."
He continued pumping it to her, and finally as he pulled out so it was in her mouth, she nibbled. That did it. He shot a good load of white sperm into her mouth. She sucked it eagerly.
"Ohh gobble me, baby," he gasped excitedly, "Yesss baby. Get all the juice out. That's what I like. Come on baby, do me."
The sensational pleasure that he was enjoying at this point was remarkable. He loved it, as she pulled the juices out of his penis with her mouth.
"Ohhh get it all," he gasped excitedly, "Every drop of it."
He really didn't have to tell her, because she wasn't going to leave any, no way.
"Ohhh WOW!" he panted, "that was wild. Yesss baby. You're a super-lover."
She smiled at him, as she was proud of herself. She realized, what he needed.
"Ohhh, baby," he told her, "you are so beautiful."
The pleasure that they had enjoyed together, was increasing now.
"Ohhh honey," he said, "Keep licking."
She continued licking, long after the cream had shot from his main stem.
When she finally did ease her mouth off him, she pulled her finger out of his asshole, and looked up at him.
"Ohhh baby," she moaned. "I don't like to think of you doing it with the Baroness."
"Why not?" he asked, puzzled. She got to her feet.
"Because I love you," she said pressing her still partially clad body against him. He did not like the material, over her bosoms and over her vagina, which kept him away from her naked beauty.
"Get all your clothes off," he said.
"But promise me, baby," she said, "you won't try to get the Baroness. Ohhh I know you can make her, you can get any woman you wanted. But the Baroness with all of her money and might, will pull you away from me like a magnet."
"Ahhh," he laughed, "You're jealous. Sis. Well, you have the same opportunity to find yourself a rich lover as I have. Good luck baby, and don't bother me."
"Don't you have a heart, baby?" she asked Wally.
"No," he said, "I don't have a heart. I have a hard-on. That's all, baby."
"You're just like most men," she said, "All they think of, is that thing dangling between their legs. They care for nO one, but themselves. It's sickening, it's revolting."
"Don't get carried away," he told her.
"No, baby," she said, "all you want is a cockpit. It can be a mouth, it can be an asshole, it can be a pussy. You don't care whose it is, just so it's a slippery hole."
"Oh yess, I care," he smiled, "I want it to be a nice slippery, well-lubricated hole of some chick who's loaded."
"Well I suppose I don't rate," she said sadly.
"No you don't," he admitted, "Sorry to have to tell you that, honey."
"Well," she said, "it's nice to know the truth. Then, I don't suppose we should go through with the chair fuck."
That annoyed him. He had thrilled himself up to the chair fuck. Then he didn't intend to stop now.
"You take it easy," he told her, "I want my chair fuck. Understand?"
She wanted him to fight for her, and fight for it he did. He reached over and tore her bra off.
"What are you doing?" she demanded angrily, "That's my $8.95 bra."
"You don't need it," he said, "let it all hang loose."
Reaching down, he grabbed at her panties. In his haste to get them off, he tore them.
"And look at my panties," she complained, "they were $10.95."
"Shows what inflation will do," he laughed.
"Oh you bastard," she snapped, "sometimes, I could almost kill you."
"I'll bet you could," he laughed.
Now he lifted her in his strong arms, and carried her over to the bedroom.
"Ohhh let me go damn it," she snapped angrily, "I don't want to have sex with you."
"Why not sweetheart?" he demanded.
She began scratching him. Blood ran from his back.
"You are a little bitch," he told her bluntly.
"Oh I hate you brother," she said, "I hate you. You're no good. You're awful."
"No honey," he told her, "I'm not awful. But you're half mad for me. You're so crazed to have sex with me all the time. Well it will never work."
"I don't want to have anything to do with you ever!" she said angrily.
"Sure you do, baby," he told her, 'That's your problem. Well, I'm headed for the big time. I'm going to have me my own place. I'm going to get me a sports car. A beautiful Austin Healey."
"What do you mean an Austin Healey?" she said, "that's a real expensive car."
"Sure it is," he told her, "but the best is none too good for me. I want a powder blue car. And then, I'm going to cruise me the streets and get me the chicks I want to fuck with. But, to earn my money I'll screw the older ones. How's that for a twist?"
"You're as rotten as I am" she said.
"Yes," he said, "because we were hatched from the same shell."
Tears were streaming down her face now, as she realized that he was forcing her to do things with him.
"Now sweetheart," he smiled, "I'm going to get over here in this chair and you're going to slide your legs around and we're going to fuck."
"You mean you're going to fuck," she said, "I'm not going to."
"You wanted it, baby," he said, "and you're not going to build me up to a letdown. Do you understand?"
She nodded through misty eyes.
"Sure I understand," she said angrily.
At this point, the fun and games began. He began driving in there, in hard ramming cockstabs.
"Ohhh I like this position," he said, "It's beautiful."
As she felt his penis stabbing into her, she tightened her legs around his waist.
"Look at us in the mirror," she said through misty eyes.
"Sure Sis," he said, "You couldn't resist giving me a fuck. You want it bad. You're an oversexed nympho. And you know it. Now fuck."
He was gruff and rough with her. Even though, she despised him for treating her this way, a part of her personality loved it.
"Grab my ass," she half whimpered.
Reaching out, he gripped her buttocks.
"Like that?" he asked.
"Yes baby," she said softly.
The pleasure was building every minute now.
"Ohhh WOW!" he panted, 'That's fun. Come on baby, fuck. Fuck."
He stabbed away hotly. Every moment the pleasure became more and more exciting for him.
"Ohhh I like that," she groaned in delight, "Yes, baby. That's the way I like to be fucked. Now you're doing it. Come on baby, fuck me."
Vigorously, he stabbed his cock into her. The pleasure mounted, as he continued.
"Ohhh baby," he panted, "that's beautiful. Fuck. Fuck, baby, fuck."
He was rough and ready now, but she didn't mind. She was brushing her breasts back and forth across his chest. He loved the sensations that this generated within his hot loins.
"Give me a good fuck," he begged, "that's it, baby. Give it to me."
The thrills were building in their bodies now, as he continued slamming into her.
"That's the way I like it," he told her, "Wiggle your ass for me."
She wiggled her behind, and he became more and more excited.
"Ohhh yes, baby," he panted, "that's the way I like it. Keep fucking."
She twisted her behind for him, and he gripped her hips again. Then he drove forward in a hard stabbing driving motion.
"Ohhh yes," she panted, "I love that, baby. Fuck me. Fuck me good."
Harder he drove it into her. And the harder he pumped his meat into her vagina, the tighter she squeezed it.
"Fuck me," she pleaded, "Fuck me. Fuck me good."
The pleasure was mounting every moment now, and he loved the sensations their action was generating.
"Ohhh keep it going, baby," he begged her, "that's the way to do it. Come on baby, fuck."
The sensational pleasure, that they were deriving from this act continued.
"Give it to me," he begged eagerly, "Yesss, baby. That's what I want. Keep fucking. Don't ever stop fucking."
As he continued driving his cock into her, she realized he was having a little difficulty on the second round. She couldn't tell whether it was from disgust that he felt over their fight, or whether he was spinning down. She didn't want to aggravate him, so she did everything she could to help him.
"Beautiful, baby," she groaned in delight, "Ohhh yes, honey. That's the way to do it. Go on fuck it. Fuck, baby, fuck."
He went on ramming into her, and then she began squeezing his penis as she never had before.
"Beautiful," he moaned in delight, "ohhh yes, baby. That's what I like. Come on honey, fuck it. Ohhh keep that going. Now you're doing it. All the way, baby."
The passionate pleasure was mounting. Suddenly, the big explosion came. The hot juices streamed from her vagina, as he got his charge.
"Beautiful, baby," he said bending over and letting his mouth slip over a nipple of her left breast.
She reached out, and guided his head as he licked away at her bosoms.
"Ohhh little brother," Valerie sighed passionately, T love you so much. I am sorry if I fight with you. It's just because of my love."
He accepted that, and let his mouth move from one bosom to the other. He was providing her with every thrill he knew how.
"I understand," she replied. It was as if it came from an echo chamber, for she seemed remote and far away now.
"Ohhh sweetheart," she moaned happily, "we do love each other. We have such a good thing going."
She didn't slide off him, until she had kissed him all over his face. He loved her peppering his face with kisses.
"Baby," she said, "make me a promise."
"Any thing to the half of my kingdom," he laughed gesturing out to the lake.
"Ohhh darling," she said, "I don't mind you fucking with other women. But promise me one thing. Give them your cock but never your heart. Save it for me."
"All right baby," he told her, "if you want it that way."
She smiled at him, delighted and happy now.
"We could do such wonderful things together," she said, "We could take trips together. We could go to the moon together."
"Baby, we've been to the moon," he told her, "I really enjoyed this a lot."
"I know you did," she said quietly. It was a moment of truth for them both.
"Honey," she smiled, "you're such a handsome man. You really are. Do you know that?"
"If you say so," he smiled at her.
"I say so honey," she said, "And I know. I've been around. I've had them all."
"I'll bet you have," he laughed.
"Yes," she said, "And I'm not ashamed of anything I've done. I had to do it. You don't know what living at home was like for me. I was a gorgeous young woman, and all of my beauty was going to waste. The folks were fanatics. They wouldn't give me any fun."
"You don't have to tell me that," he smiled, as she slid off him.
He looked at her as she walked over to the window.
"Ohhh honey," he said, "when I watch your ass wiggle when you walk I want to fuck it so bad."
"I told you darling," she said, "I'm virgin ass. I don't, let anybody screw it."
"I've got an idea," he said, "I could pump it to your pussy from that angle. All you'd have to do, is get on the floor. Try it."
She looked at him, not quite sure that he would keep his word. "Don't you trust me?" Wally asked his sister Valerie.
She thought for a moment. She remembered the promise that she made him make, about loving her and no one else. He had agreed. She decided she was being foolish to deny him this pleasure. After all, he wasn't going to thrust it into her ass. He was going to give her a chance to wiggle her butt while he stabbed it into her pussy where she liked it.
"I trust you," she said, "Of course I do darling."
Valerie got on the floor. She bent over, and her asscheeks were in the air. That was the way he wanted it. Getting down behind her, he slowly eased his penis to her.
"Ohhh that's a sweet ass," he said, "I can hard ly wait to fuck it."
He pumped his penis into her behind. He stabbed forward, driving it into her vagina instead of her asshole.
"Beautiful," she said, "You went in there nice and smooth honey."
She was pleased that he had kept his word and not betrayed her trust.
"Ohhh that feels great to me," he exclaimed, "Just great."
"It feels fantastic to me honey," she panted, "Come on give me that fuck."
The pleasure built now. Every second, the excitement was increasing within her loins.
"Ohhh fuck it baby," he begged, "Fuck. Come on baby, fuck it."
He pumped it into her, in hard, ramming thrusts.
"Beautiful," he groaned in delight, "Oh honey. That's what I like. Come on baby, fuck. Fuck, baby, fuck."
The pleasure was mounting every moment now.
"Keep it up, honey," he told her, "that's beautiful. Yesss baby. Keep that going."
The super-sensations increased every minute.
"Ohhh WOW!" he panted, "that is fantastic. Come on baby, do it. That's what I want. Fuck it."
She twisted her tail this way and that.
"When I stab it to the right," he told her, "you twist your ass to the left."
As he drove his penis roughly to the right, she ground her hips to the left. The counter-clockwise movements excited him completely. She felt his balls bouncing on her bare behind.
"Ohhh beautiful, Valerie," he told her, "now you're fucking. Grind that ass around."
She ground her hips around, and the pleasure built. "Ohhh," he panted, 'That's wild. Yess, baby. Now you're doing it. All the way. Keep doing it."
He drove it into her, and she became more and more stimulated.
"Ohhh baby," he told her, "you are fantastic. You know just how to do it. That's what I like. Come on baby, fuck it."
As the pleasure built, she became more and more excited.
"Bend over and play with my bosoms," she requested.
He bent over, and felt his chest touching her back.
"Ohhh they feel good, honey," he smiled, "I just love this."
The pleasure was building now, and she loved it too.
"Beautiful baby," he told her, "Ohhh yes. I like that."
The tremendous sensations of having his hot hands manipulating her bosoms and his driving cock stabbing in there, added enormous excitement.
"Fuck it," he told her, "Fuck, baby, fuck."
It was becoming a rhythmic screw, and they both were driving forward and backward with equal pressure and equal pleasure. Suddenly, the rock-hard cock exploded in her pussy. She ground her hips around, and this excited him still more.
"Ohhh I made it," he exclaimed excitedly, "Yesss baby. I got there."
The pleasure was indeed fantastic for him.
"Baby," he groaned in delight, "This is beautiful. Yess baby. That's what I wanted. Now you're fucking. Come on baby, fuck it."
It was a moment of fantastic delight for them both, as he climaxed. She came in multiples, letting his slippery cock slide in some more.
"Ohhh I like that," she said, "You're juicing baby. You're squirting all over my pussy."
He continued shooting, and she had to admit her little brother had a big load.
"How was that for fucking?" he demanded.
"Not bad, baby," she said, "Not bad at all."
He slowly pulled his cock out of her.
She got to her feet, and looked at him.
"Why don't we just lie on the bed and look at each other?" she said.
"Well honey, the fuck's over," he said matter-of-factly.
"Ohhh damn it," she said, "you're like all the rest."
"What do you mean?" he asked. "You know very well what I mean," she said. "No I don't," he said stunned by her instant anger.
"Well I'll draw you a picture," she said, "If you don't understand the feminine psyche."
"I'm afraid I don't," he admitted humbly, "women have always been a puzzle for me."
"Well don't think men aren't puzzles for me," she said, "I can never figure them out."
He lay beside her, and gently stroked her.
"Now tell me Sis what got you uptight?"
"Buzz off, baby," she said, "I don't want to talk about it tonight."
"You must," he said, "we've made our vows to fuck everybody, but only love each other. If I keep my vow, I expect you to reveal to me what's up."
"All right damn it," she snapped, "if you pry it out of me, I guess I'll have to tell you."
"I guess you will," he said softly.
She put her arm around him, and looked into his eyes.
"I'll explain it this way," she said sadly, "I've had a lot of men. More men than you could ever imagine. But I've had almost no love. That's what they don't want to give. They want to give their cocks, they want to stab their penises into you as hard as they can. But they don't want to give you any love or affection."
"I see," he said, "so all the fucking is hollow. It's meaningless, like a cream puff with nothing in it."
"You hit it," she said, "that's exactly the way I feel sometimes."
"I understand," she said.
The two of them looked at each other, and then they burst out laughing.
"Little brother," she said, "I love you so much."
"I know you do Val," he said, "and let me promise you one thing. I'm going to make so much money off that rich widowed Baroness, that we'll both spend it on a vacation."
"Ohhh that would be too much," she said enthusiastically.
"Where could we go?" she asked eagerly.
"Anywhere in the world," he said suddenly.
"Great," she smiled.
The two of them were like kids now. They were thinking about what they would do, and they both were excited and delighted.
"I love islands," she said, "You can get away from it all there."
"What islands do you want to go to?" he asked.
"Well I've always wanted to go to those islands off Florida," she said.
"What islands lie off Florida?" he asked.
"Well there is Nassau," she began, "the Grand Bahamas. Then there is Puerto Rico. They say San Juan is divine."
"I'd like to go there," he agreed.
The more they talked, the more exciting it all seemed.
"Baby," he told her, "you're beautiful. We'll have a lot of fun."
The enthusiasm, which he displayed at this point got her stimulated too.
"I'm going to go for a rich fucker," she said, "why settle for less?"
"Right on Sis," he said, "as long as you're going to sell your ass, you might as well make some money."
She began thinking, about the rich men she knew.
"Well this guy who's in his eighties," she, said, "is nuts about me. But I really don't enjoy licking his ass."
"Well I bet you don't," he said.
"But if we can have so much fun together I guess I could. He's really a pretty good man."
"Does he make you blow him?" he asked. "No the thing is limp," she said, "I've blown on it and blown on it and nothing happens."
"It's awful," he said. "It certainly is," she said.
He wrapped his arms around his sister and kissed her.
"I love you," he said, "you're a good woman."
Tears streamed out of her eyes, as he said this. She had heard many compliments, but not of this kind. Usually, the men were telling her what a great grind she was. Or they were saying that she gave a super headjob. But never, had anyone said she was good. Somehow, the guilt that she still had within her being because of her religious background made her appreciate this compliment more than all the others combined.
"I compliment you and you're crying," he said puzzled.
"I know dear," she said, "but I can't "help it. Somehow, you always seem to hit it right."
"Do I?" he smiled into her eyes.
"Of course dear," she said, "I would never lie to you. You have said such dear, precious things to me, that you have a special place in my heart. A place that is locked in secret. Where no one else can come."
"You put it in such a beautiful way," he told her.
"Well it's only because you have given me love, as I've never had before," Valerie insisted, with a soft smile.
She reached down, and began gently pulling on his limp penis.
"You better not do that," he warned her, "you'll get the thing fired up again."
"No baby," she said, "I won't."
Nevertheless, he could see that her finger movements were creating a very difficult situation.
"If you could have anything you wanted," she smiled, "What would you want?"
"Well I'd want a beautiful house," he said, "with a view of the ocean. Every room, would have windows overlooking the blue sea. At sunrise, I could see the sun tinting the ocean in all of its splendor. That is what I would want."
"Wouldn't you want more than that?" she laughed.
"Oh yes," he told her, "I would want that Cadillac, the Jaguar, and maybe a Rolls or two." '
"You don't want much do you little brother?" she laughed.
"Yes," he said, "I want a lot. Then I would like hot and cold running women. I would like two new women every day, for my lifetime. That would be fun."
"Do you think you could handle such a big order?" she smiled.
"I'd die trying," he chuckled.
"What a way to go," she smiled.
Now his cock was hard.
"It's amazing how many times you can get that thing hard," she said, "and Sidney that eighty-year-old lover of mine can't get it hard once. It's a pity, that you can't trade penises with Sidney."
"Well I'm glad I can't," he said, 'That little hunk of meat gives me more pleasure than anything else in the world."
Just then, the phone rang.
"Should I answer it?" she asked him.
"Go ahead honey," he told her, "We're in business."
She reached for the phone, and gave him a strange look. She put her hand over the phone and told him with a whisper, 'That's Sidney."
"Why certainly Sidney," she said, "I would enjoy coming over to your place. Yesss. Well, I've never shared a man with another woman, but I guess I could. Yes Sidney. You want me on your cock, and she's going to be at your ass. Yes. All right Sidney. Of course, it will cost a little more. I don't go out for orgy action, unless I get paid plenty. You understand don't you dear?"
"Yes," she laughed. "I thought you would. Of course I'm in it for the money. You're in it for the thrills, and I get my kicks from cash."