| The Critics
by Salteena ©
"Oh Gerrreee! You are such a grubby little beast! Why don’t you get a life!"
I was undressing, getting ready to go to bed and was standing on one leg taking my pants off when my sister Tracy yelled at me from the study we shared. I hopped clumsily around the room for a few seconds pulling my pants back up again and opened the door to my room. "Why, what’s up?" I asked, peering at her myopically. My glasses were still on my bedside table where I placed them when taking my shirt and T-shirt off.
My big sister Tracy, older than me by three years, was sitting at our computer, the one Dad had bought us to do our school/college assignments on. "Oh! Go get your glasses! And then come back here!"
Seeing things a lot more clearly, I rejoined Tracy at the computer, standing behind her where she sat on the office chair with my arms crossed over my bony chest. I had a good idea what her problem was, but decided that I was going to play dumb.
"Ok, what’s wrong? Have I wiped one of your files?"
"That’s the point! You haven’t wiped any files! You’ve been surfing those dirty sex sites again haven’t you? Just look at this!" She brought up a picture of a busty, dark-haired young woman who was on her hands and knees sucking a guy’s huge dick while another one was fucking her from the rear. "And this one!" This time it was a blond with three guys masturbating and spraying their cum all over her face. "And this one here!" The alleged teenager in ‘this one here’ was being held almost upside down with just her shoulders resting on the bed, by a guy who had his cock buried deep in her ass.
Tracy opened a picture of a woman squatting over a man’s face and pissing into his open mouth. "These pictures are absolutely gross! If Dad sees them you’ll get a hell of a hiding!"
"Well, he shouldn’t be poking around in our computer!"
"And seeing as it’s OUR computer, why do you leave these pictures on it for me to find? Why do you have to surf the Web looking for this stuff?"
The answer to that one was easy. When they handed out the good looks, Tracy got the whole shebang! She was drop dead gorgeous whereas I was a walking disaster area – a scrawny, ill-coordinated little runt with bad eyes, crooked teeth and hair that seemed to stick up in random tufts no matter how short it was or how often I tried to slick it down. The only strike I didn’t have against me was zits!
Plus, I was at an age when my hormones were boiling inside me like the primeval soup that all life came from. My body was saying to me "Gerry! Go procreate! Spread your genes far and wide! Perpetuate your blood line!" But girls would just pat me on the head, yes I am that small, and move on to rub their nubile bodies up against the handsome, muscle-bound jocks that towered above me like skyscrapers. I’ve overheard girls say the words so often that I almost say it for them: ‘Gerry’s such a sweet little guy. Too bad he’s so small, and so ugly!’ They even say it in my erotic dreams!
Then there’s my name…Gerald! Why the fuck couldn’t my parents call me something more virile like Gary, or Grant or even Glenn? But Gerald, for Chrissakes!
‘Why do you have to surf the Web looking for this stuff?’ she asks!
"No! You don’t have to tell me! I can smell what you’ve been up to when I come into the study sometimes!"
Aha! I thought. My to-the-rest-of-the-world prim and proper big sister recognises the scent of sperm when she smells it!
"And these stories! What planet do some of these people come from? Look at this…!"
Tracy opened a file. I recognised the story immediately. It was very bad.
"The guy’s never heard of quotation marks or punctuation - it has to be a guy who wrote this crap - and within four paragraphs his hero’s got his hand inside his sister’s panties and found out that she’s ‘shaved all her public’ from her pussy! I ask you, Gerry, who gets off on this garbage? Not you surely?"
"I sometimes wonder if some people write that badly as a joke. But, Trace, some of the stories are very imaginative and extremely well written."
"What, like this one here?" She clicked on another file. Tracy had obviously done quite a bit of reading despite her scornful attitude! "This one where a virgin is gang-banged repeatedly and violently in her mouth, her pussy and in her ass by three Dobermans in the woods for several hours, walks home and has a shower and her mother doesn’t notice anything? Whoever wrote this shit even has the dogs sticking their tongues down her throat for God’s sake!
"And, why do we always get the girl’s body measurements in these stories? How many guys can tell how big a woman’s tits are? How big are mine?"
Tracy straightened her spine and stuck her chest out. Her breasts were beautifully taut and rounded and I had to clutch my hands under my armpits to stop myself making a grab for them.
"Wrong…34C!" She looked down at her pair appraisingly, "And not bad too, even though I say it myself! And there’s another thing. Why do the authors always have the women "cumming" like men? All this "spurting" and "filling his mouth with her juices" stuff! Don’t they know that females don’t ejaculate?"
"I read this sex manual that talked about girls ejaculating!"
"It’s more of a release of tiny amounts of honey-like fluid. And only a very few women ever experience it..."
I was tempted to ask Tracy if she ever had, then buttoned my lip. "Well this one’s not too bad…" I leaned over and clicked on another title, "It’s about a brother and sister a bit like us, well not quite, she’s beautiful, like you, but he’s built like Michelangelo’s David…"
"Why, thank you Gerry!" Tracy took hold of my hand and squeezed my fingers affectionately.
"You said that I’m beautiful."
I blushed with confusion, "Oh, I must have the wrong glasses on!"
She laughed, but she kept hold of my hand for a few moments longer and squeezed my fingers again, "Go on, what’s this story about?"
"They have their own computer, just like us, and they start to write an incest story together to put on this site called Literotica. Only they don’t get to finish it…"
"Let me read it… Now here! This is the kind of thing I mean! Here is "Rob" in his jogging shorts. Next minute he’s looking at dirty pictures with his sister and his cock is trying to bore a hole through his jeans. Now down here, he’s back in his jogging shorts again. That sort of inconsistency really pisses me off, even if the story is basically a good one! At least YNOT doesn’t have the sister shooting into her brother’s mouth – she only drizzles. But even that’s out of sequence! I ‘drizzle’ when I’m getting aroused, not when…"
Tracy went bright red and covered her mouth with her hand when she realised what she’d just said. I kind of shuffled my feet and tried desperately to think of something to say to let her off the hook of her embarrassment. Besides, I was trying to cope with the erection that started growing rapidly in my pants from looking at her jutting breasts out and the way she held my hand.
"Anyway, even though this story starts off very well by drawing you into a tensely erotic scenario, it all falls over about half way through when the sister, Julie, starts typing over and over again, ‘I want to fuck my brother. I want to fuck my brother.’ Seems to me the author totally ran out of ideas!" Tracy was gabbling, and still very rosy-cheeked, but she was making sense. I hadn’t looked at the story that way myself.
"So how would you have done it then?"
"A lot differently. Come on, I’ll show you!"
"You mean… we’ll write a tandem story…you and I?"
"Why not? And if we both agree that it’s good enough, we’ll send it in to Literotica!"
"Well, we can’t use the story that Julie and Rob were writing, that’d be plagiarism."
"Of course not! I wouldn’t want to anyway. It has to come out of our heads. C’mon, you start first like "Rob" did and we’ll differentiate the boy and girl parts by using italics."
Tracy moved out of the chair and I took her place. Boy, the seat was nice and warm!
"Starting off is the difficult bit." She patted me on the head, but somehow it didn’t feel as patronising as it did when the girls at school did it. "I’ll leave you alone for a few minutes while I go and have a shower."
I didn’t have to wait long before inspiration came and I started typing furiously.
"Ok, what have you got?" I rather hoped that Tracy would have ‘changed into something more comfortable’ as they say, but she was still wearing the same jeans and sweatshirt. But was barefoot.
"Couple more minutes, then you can take over."
"Ok." She curled up in the spare chair with a magazine.
‘Sleep just wouldn’t come. I normally went out like a light when I got back from the gym, but tonight I was too hyped up. It was her fault, that sexy aerobics instructor with the breasts like watermelons. She’d waylaid me in the passageway outside the men’s locker room and ground her gigantic mammary pillows into my chest and told me how much she’d like me to suck her nipples and shove my big hot cock into her steaming pussy. She’d been making those kinds of suggestions for weeks now, but I was scared to take her up on her offer. Even though I was 6ft 3in and weighed-in at well-muscled 210, I was still only seventeen. Her husband, who also worked at the gym, was an ultra-fit 260lbs gorilla who could tear me into tiny pieces with his bare hands! But, she’d got to me more than usual tonight and, as a consequence, I was as horny as hell.
Just then I heard the car pull up. My sister Terri was home and being dropped off by her latest beau from the bar she worked at in the evenings to earn money for college. I hadn’t seen this one, but Mom and Dad had told me his name was Brad. So, just out of morbid interest, I pushed my blind to one side slightly to get a look at him. Brad was Terri’s usual type, tall, blond, well built - the kind of guy who looked more at home playing beach volleyball than working at a real job.
They were walking up the pathway past the garage. The security light had snapped on so I had a good view. All of a sudden, Brad spun Terri round and pinned her with her back to the block wall of the garage and started kissing her. Terri resisted a little at first, but not very much, then she started kissing him back. Before I knew it, Brad had her beautiful tits out of her shirt and bra and was licking her nipples while she lifted them to him. Meanwhile, he was lifting her skirt up above her waist. Not only did Terri have great tits, she also had lovely long legs, which Brad opened by pushing her feet apart with one of his. Terri started to shake her head and say something, but Brad took no notice. With one swift movement he got his long fat dick out of his pants and, pushing her white lace panties to one side, thrust it hard into her pussy. He ground her back against the wall, humping her like crazy for about five minutes, then he suddenly went rigid, almost lifting her right off the ground by his cock. He was obviously pumping his hot jism deep into her cunt.
Wow! This was awesome! And, quite unconsciously, I had pulled my cock out of my boxers and was stroking it as I watched my sister and her man at play. But, just as quickly as it started it was over. Brad pulled his shiny cock out of my sister’s pussy, put it back into his pants, gave her a brief kiss and then walked off to his car. He didn’t even see her right to the front door! Terri leaned against the garage wall for five minutes or so holding a wad of Kleenex to her crotch, catching his cum as it dripped out of her I supposed, then she took a deep breath, straightened her clothes and let herself into the house. I heard her go straight to the bathroom that she and I shared, which was the next room to mine, and take a long piss. Then she cleaned her teeth and went to her room.’
"Oh, Gerry! Did you really have to make your leading character a muscle-bound hunk?"
"They all are in these stories! Nobody wants to read about a Mr Puniverse like me!"
"You could have made him a "normal" guy…Jesus! Did you watch that?"
I nodded, feeling more than a little guilty. The Terri and Brad part was almost true life – just substitute the names Tracy and Matt, only Tracy doesn’t need to work in a bar.
"Oh well, no matter. Now you give me ten minutes by myself! But hey…it’s a good start!"
‘I felt awful; totally used. And I thought that Brad had feelings for me. As it was, he just took his pleasure and then left. He didn’t even try to make me cum. I felt like a whore. I got into my nightdress and threw myself down on top of the counterpane feeling as miserable as hell. That’s it! I thought, staring up at the ceiling in the darkness. No more guys! They can all go fuck themselves, ‘cos nobody’s going to get into my pants for a long, long time!
I lay awake for what seemed like ages. God! I’ve got to talk to somebody. I thought, I wonder if Glenn would mind me waking him up. He can be a bit of a precious prick at times, spending all his time at the gym moulding his body, but he’s a decent guy at heart, for a brother. I wonder if he’s gay? A lot of those body beautiful guys are and I’ve never seen him with a girl. I got up and wandered down to Glenn’s room. His door was slightly open and it looked as though he had a dim light on. Great! He was awake.
I was just about to push Glenn’s door open wide and walk in when I heard a fast, regular, squishy, kind of noise. My God! I wondered, has he got a girl in there? Or, maybe, it’s another guy? I decided to take a secret peek, so instead of rushing in I just peered around the edge of the door. Glenn was having sex all right, but not with a girl or a guy. He was making love to his hand. And his prick was enormous! It was at least ten inches long and three inches around. And it was gleaming, as though he had covered it with baby oil so that his hand slid up and down its massive length smoothly.
I couldn’t help myself. All my resolutions that guys were horrible and not worth bothering with went flying out of the window. My pussy got all hot and wet and before I knew it I had my hand up under the hem of my nightie and was rubbing my juicy slit furiously in time with Glenn’s strokes on his shaft. Then the bastard let me down, just like Brad had done earlier. Before I could really get going, Glenn gasped and went rigid. And then great gobs of his sticky white cum started shooting out of the huge mushroom head of his cock, splashing all over his belly and his hand and running down over his balls.
With a barely suppressed little wail I ran back to my room and threw myself onto my mattress with my nightie up above my breasts, pulling and twisting my nipples with the fingers of one hand while I flayed at my burning clit with the other. My orgasm, when it hit me, started at my toes and nearly blew the top of my head off and I had to bite my lower lip hard for almost a minute to stop myself from yelling the house down. All the night’s frustrations and disappointments were blasted away in a mighty clamour of clanging contractions and then I dropped off into a golden, dreamless slumber with my fingers still jammed firmly up in my sopping pussy.’
"I like the alliteration ‘clamour of clanging contractions’, Nice touch!" I looked at Tracy after I finished reading her contribution. "Are girls’ orgasms really that intense?"
"They can be, it depends on where you are in your cycle. By about eight days after my period ends, and again the day before the next one starts, I’m really climbing the walls. Come on, your turn!"
"So where are you at now?"
"Never you mind you grubby beast! Get on with it!"
She stayed standing by my side, watching as I started to type. But, she wasn’t looking at the screen. I could tell her eyes were fixed on the bulge in my pants. Huh! You’re out of luck, Sis! I thought morosely. At just over seven inches, it seems like I’m too small down there as well!
‘I wiped up the sticky mess caused by my cum flying everywhere and dropped off to sleep almost immediately. But I was awake again within half an hour desperately needing to empty my bladder. When I came out of the bathroom I noticed that Terri’s bedroom door was slightly ajar. This was pretty unusual for her; her room was usually shut up tight whenever she was in bed, so I decided to see if she was Ok. Just as I got to her door I heard her snoring quietly. Good, she was asleep so she must be all right. But, just as I decided to head straight back to my room I changed my mind again and decided to look in on her to make sure.
I’ve always loved my sister, for as long as I can remember. When I was a kid she was really neat with me, her tiny ugly brother, looking after me and making excuses for me whenever I got into a scrape, which was often. I fell in lust with her on the day I desperately needed to take a leak and went rushing into the bathroom she and I shared, pants undone and cock in hand - the door wasn’t locked so I expected the room to be empty. Only Terri was in there, she was thirteen. Stark naked and sitting on the john. She was probably having a pee before she got in the shower. Terri screamed at me to put my dick away and get out of there, but I took no notice. Rooted to the spot, totally enchanted, all I could do was stare at the peach fuzz between her legs and her budding cones with their soft pink pointy nipples. Terri eventually had to stand up – her little boobs jiggled wonderfully - and push me out of the door or I’d have stood there forever!
"You never caught me out like that when I was thirteen!" Tracy pinched my shoulder muscle by my neck.
"No, you were fourteen and you were taking a shower. You’ve never known until now that I opened the bathroom door and saw you through the glass shower door. The effect on me was pretty much the same though!"
"You mean you ‘fell in lust’ with me when you were eleven?"
"Stupid question. Look at me and look at you! Now leave me be, I’ve got to finish this part!"
"Oh, Gerry, I wish you’d said…"
‘The picture of Terri’s lovely naked form stayed etched in my mind for weeks afterwards and I found myself slipping into sexual daydreams about her, especially during the really boring classes at school. Then puberty caught up with me, along with the wet dreams in which Terri featured prominently. Then, of course, came jerking-off. Most often in my fantasies it was Terri’s soft hand that was caressing my prick and her lovely mouth or the smooth valley between her breasts or her pussy that was catching my hot load when it shot out of my knob. I went out with girls as I got older, but none of them was a patch on my sister Terri and I eventually stopped bothering with them. They seemed so dull and empty by comparison, even though one or two were as good looking and as well stacked as Terri was.
In the here and now, my gorgeous sister lay flat on her back, fast asleep, with her nightie up around her neck. Her room was dark, but I could still see her quite clearly – her beautiful full breasts with their large, dark-pink nipples, her slender waist, the womanly flare of her hips, her flat belly. And then there was her dark, curly bush and her long slender legs. Terri had her hand covering her pussy, so I couldn’t see any detail there, yet her fingers looked kind of shiny. Had my lovely sister been masturbating? Yes! There was a faint whiff of pussy-smell in the air!
My cock started to surge erect again and I got that heavy ache of desire back in my balls. I couldn’t help it. I started stroking my hardening length as I stared at my sister’s sexy naked form, wishing I could climb in between her soft thighs and slide my hot dick into her juicy pussy. Then Terri muttered something incoherently and rolled over onto her side facing away from me, giving me a view of her splendidly curved butt. I stared at her for a minute or so more than decided it was time to head back to my room before she woke up and saw me there. Back to my room and the baby oil!’
"Shift over a bit Gerry, we can both fit on the seat." Tracy pushed onto the typist’s chair beside me and we shared it, one butt cheek each. Initially, she pressed her leg up against mine, but when I returned the pressure she moved it away.
‘ I sensed that I was being watched and woke up quietly. I only opened my eyes just enough to see who it was. It was Glenn! Thank God it wasn’t Daddy! All hell would have broken loose he’d seen me lying out naked like that! And with my sticky fingers in my pussy! And Glenn was stroking his cock, which was just as hard as it was when I watched him make himself cum earlier. At least he’s not gay, I thought happily, as I lay there enjoying the way he was staring at my body.
A few flashes of guilt entered my mind, after all I was wantonly displaying myself to my kid brother, but I pushed them away again as soon as they arrived. Glenn was a handsome, beautifully built guy, with a great big cock, and his admiration for me felt good – even if he was my own flesh and blood! I rolled over onto my side to give him a shot of my ass, one of my best features in my opinion, and I heard him gasp under his breath. Then, all of a sudden, he was gone. Tonight’s not one of my better ones, I thought forlornly. I would not have objected if Glenn had plucked up the courage to touch…’
‘The next day Terri was all over me. Standing close when she was talking to me, brushing her fingers against mine when she handed me things and, more than once, pressing a full, soft breast against my arm on the pretext of pointing to something in the magazine I was reading. I was totally nonplussed at all the attention I was getting. Terri had always been friendly, except for those few moments years previously in the bathroom, but she’d never been this touchy-feely before. One thing was certain though – I’d be trying to get a look at her fantastic body again that night!’
‘Glenn, I have to tell you that I knew you were watching me last night and that it made me feel good. But I’m too scared to say it openly – it might be too embarrassing for you. Customers keep telling me at the bar, so I know I’ve got a great body that any guy would get horny over, especially the way I was spread out like I was last night. But you’re still my little brother. More importantly, I’m your older sister, almost your mother the way I’ve looked out for you all these years! So I have to let you know in special little ways that I think of you as being very special. You jumped the first time I pressed my boob against your arm, but only the once! And I felt your eyes fixed on my body as I moved about helping Mom around the house. Tonight, if I get the chance, I’m going to "accidentally" walk right into your room if I find you jerking-off again!’
‘Terri has came home from the bar alone in a taxi tonight. I’m so stoked that Brad has been given the push! I’ll give her half an hour and then I’ll sneak down to her room to see if her door is open again!’
‘Damn! Your door is shut and there’s no light showing underneath! You must be asleep and I don’t really have an excuse to wake you up either!’
‘Good! Her door is open just a crack. I’m sure Terri won’t hear me if I push it open a bit more - if I’m gentle about it! Oh, God! There she is, lying on top of her covers again! Her nightie’s not pulled right up like last night, but I can still see her legs and…yes! Her pussy! Oh Jesus! She looks fabulous! Just imagine what it’d be like sliding your peter in there, Glenn!’
‘You’re there again! Watching me! Should I let you know that I know you’re there? Not yet! I’ll give you a show first!’ ‘God! She’s touching her pussy! Stroking it in her sleep! Fuck that’s hot! I’d better get out of here before I cum all over the hallway carpet!’
‘Shit! You’re gone again! Why does you have to rush off so soon? Ok stupid Terri! You know the answer to that one! I’ve got to get you to stay longer, Glenn – get you into the room! But how?’
‘I’m sure Terri knew I was watching her last night, but she hasn’t said anything. In fact, if it’s possible, she’s even friendlier today than she was yesterday. Does Terri know I was there the night before last as well? If she doesn’t make any sign tonight I’m going right into her room and get a real close-up!’
"Hey Trace, we’ve kind of changed from past tense into "real time" thoughts and actions. Is it Ok to do that?"
"C’mon Gerry! We’re not going for the Booker Prize here! Gimme the keyboard, it’s my turn!"
Tracy had moved her warm leg back up against me and her bare toes were clasping mine. She sounded very tense. I looked at her out of the corner of my eye and was surprised to see that she had a thin film of sweat on her upper lip and her nipples were hard points sticking out through her shirt and bra. And when I looked further down her body - with only one cheek on the chair each we had to have our outer legs out to one side acting as a prop - I saw a small spot of wetness in the crotch of her jeans. Jesus! I thought. Tracy is really turned on! Is she going to break and start typing ‘I want to fuck my brother!’ over and over again like the girl in the other story? Nah! No such luck for you Gerald my boy!
And I was hardly in better shape either! My dick was standing upright in my pants like a tent pole and a couple of pre-cum stains were clearly visible where I’d been leaking.
‘Mom you really piss me off. I dressed it my shortest skirt this morning and didn’t wear a bra so that Glenn could get a really good look at me! Oooooah, you must be crazy, Terri! He might be a real hunk, with a fantastic dick, but he’s still only your brother! But his eyes just eat me up and I get all wet between the legs because of it. Then, Mom, you said that I was showing too much and would get the people next door all upset and you sent me off to change into ‘something more sensible’. Glenn looked disappointed too – I swear he was getting a hard-on!’
‘Too bad Mom made Terri go and change, I was getting some really good shots of her beautiful rounded tits jiggling and swaying under her tank top – she can’t have had a bra on. And when she bent over…I just love white knickers with lace edges! If there’s one thing guaranteed to give me a woody…!’
‘Your door is shut tight again, but I’m going to leave mine open – wider this time. But there won’t be any freebies tonight! I’m going to lay on my tummy and make sure that my nightie covers everything up!’
‘Damn! Sis has got her nightie pulled right down! I can’t see a thing apart from those lovely slim legs of hers! It’s no good, I’ve been looking forward to this all day, especially since her performance this morning. I’ve just got to see more – get a good look at that butt of hers, it’s really sexy! I don’t care if I get caught. If she screams and yells it’ll only be for a minute or two. And Mom and Dad won’t hear – they’re still downstairs watching TV and it’s on really loud. Terri is out cold. I’m sure she won’t feel me pulling her nightie up…’
‘You’re right in the room with me! I can’t hear any rustle of clothing so you must be naked again. I wonder if you’ve got that big stiff dick of yours in your hand and you’re stroking it like before? Lie still, Terri! Play dead!’
‘Oh, fuck Terri! Your ass is so beautiful! It’s so shapely, round and smooth. I wish I could stroke it – better still rub my dick over it! And I can see right down between your thighs, your dark hairs and plump plum-coloured pussy lips. Jesus! How I envy the lucky guys who’ve had their pricks up in there! I’ll bet it’s hot and tight and slippery!’
‘You’re is so close I can smell you and feel your body heat. And your eyes feel like searchlights they way you’re looking at me. I want to see you…!’
‘Shit! She’s turning over! Now I’ve had it – Terri’s going to go berserk when she sees me right beside her, buck-naked and rubbing my dick!’
‘My God! Right up close that thing of yours looks huge! I wonder what it would be like to feel it…! Oh, stop it Terri! He’s your brother! You look like a frightened rabbit caught in a car’s headlights, Glenn! I bet you’re expecting me to scream at you! But oh, that beautiful, big prick…I don’t care who you are, Glenn, I want it inside me! I’m wetting the bed! My whole pussy is aching for it!’
‘Terri’s looking right at me – or rather at my dick! She looks fascinated! I know it’s pretty big. That woman at the gym keeps telling me that! Terri’s eyes are like big dark pools and she’s licking her lips! Does she want it? Does my lovely sister, the girl of my dreams, actually want to touch it? Even feel it…? Christ! She’s opening her legs! What’s that she said? "Why don’t you put that thing where we can both get some pleasure?" Fuck…!’
‘Hang on a minute Gerry! Don’t get upset. I’m interfering with your work, I know, but…" Tracy reached across me to grab the mouse and move the cursor up to make an insertion point in my text. Her full, soft breast pressed against my elbow and I shivered. "There, how’s that…?"
Tracy had changed Terri’s words to: ‘Why don’t you shut the door and put that lovely big hot thing in my pussy so we can both get some pleasure out of it?’
"Looks Ok to me! Much better!"
Tracy leaned her breast against me again and kissed my cheek. "Thanks, little bro."
‘God! Did I really say that? You must think I’m a real whore, asking my brother to fuck me!’
‘Somebody please pinch me and tell me I’m not dreaming this! Terri wants sex with me! My goddess, the one I’ve daydreamed and jerked-off about so often I’m just about growing a beard in my palm, actually wants me to…! Hell! I don’t care if this is a dream, I’m going to enjoy every second!’
‘Oh my! I’m a bit scared now. You look so beautiful looming over me like that, your eyes are like saucers, but that cock of yours! It’s…it’s so big and fat! Oh, Glenn, please be gentle until I get used to it! Mmmmmm! I just love the way you’re rubbing your cock-head up and down my slit! Every time you pass over my clit a delicious tingle shoots right through me! Your eyes are closed and you’ve got a really soft, dreamy look on your face. You’re enjoying this as much as I am!’
‘Jesus, Terri! Your pussy feels out of this world! So soft and slippery! And we’re making a liquid, gurgling sound as I slide up and down! Unreal! And you’re lifting yourself up as though you can’t wait for me to go inside! Fuck! I hope I can hold out! I feel like I’m ready to cum already! I’d better get on with it…I don’t want to let you down!’
‘I can feel your cock right at my entrance…it’s so hot! You’re pressing it into me, opening me up. Oh, Glenn, it feels so good! But, I’m being stretched so much I feel like I’m going to split open. It doesn’t hurt though… not yet. Be careful!’
‘Jeez, Terri, you’re tight! You’re not a virgin by a long way, but your pussy is so taut around me you feel as though you’ve never had a cock before. Perhaps I was too quick? Maybe you weren’t ready for me? But you were so wet and you were acting like you wanted me inside you!’
‘Ohhhhh! You feel so marvellous, slowly pushing in and opening me up! You seem to be coming in forever, filling up my belly…still, I guess you are pretty long! I want you to look at my breasts too…maybe even kiss them! Here look at them Glenn! My nipples are all hard and swollen, just for you!’
‘Terri, you are fantastic! I should have pulled your nightie up like that, not you! Jesus, you have such beautiful tits! Too bad I’m supporting myself on my hands! But I can still lick your nipples…!’
‘Oh God! My clit tingled when you did that Glenn! Do it again on the other one! Oh! Yes! Jesus! How much more of you is there? It feels like the head of your cock is almost touching my heart!’
‘I’m almost all the way in and I don’t think I can go any further, not for a moment or two anyway. We should rest for a while so that you get used to me being in there. We need to let your cunt relax, Terri. Your walls feel so soft and satin-smooth, but you’re so tight that I’m scared to fuck you properly in case I hurt you!’
‘I have never, ever felt anything like this! Oh! I’ve had sex with several guys, not as many as you must think though, and not one of them has filled me up so beautifully! I feel so utterly complete with you in there my brother. There! Can you feel that? I’m clenching my pussy muscles tight around your hard shaft, one two three…’
‘I can feel you telling me you’re ready to go on! Come on, Terri, let’s have the best fuck of our lives!’
‘Aaaaah! You’re stroking that lovely thing in my pussy now! The base of it is rubbing against my clit! Oh, it feels sooooo good! Make it last Gerry, please make it last!’
"Hey! Is that a Freudian slip?’
‘What do you mean?’
I grinned at my sister in delight and pointed at the screen.
"Oh shit!" Tracy coloured again and hastily changed ‘Gerry’ to ‘Glenn’.
‘I am NOT going to cum and leave you up in the air like that dipstick Brad did! This may be my only chance with you, Terri, and I want both of us to cum, together!’
‘Glenn, you feel so beautiful massaging my sheath with that lovely cock. Your rhythm is just right – not too slow and you’re not banging me like a mad thing either! Oh Glenn, can you feel me squeezing you and sucking you deeper and deeper. I don’t know if you got all of you inside my pussy, but I feel so full, so lovely and full. And a wonderful warm glow is starting to run right through me. You’d better watch out! The only time I’ve ever felt like this before was once with my old boyfriend, Joel. I scratched him so badly when I came that he never took his shirt off around me again!’
‘You look gorgeous down there, with that pleased little smile on your lips! I don’t know what you are feeling but it sure looks as if it’s nice! Your breasts seem to have grown bigger and your nipples look like they’re ready to burst! And the way your belly flexes as you raise your pelvis to receive me whenever I thrust forward…Sis, you are awesome! You’re starting to get a flush on your chest. What does that mean?’
‘I can feel it building! I’m going to cum! You are a hero Glenn; you’ve stayed with me! The first time we’ve ever made love and you have been so perfect! Just a few seconds more and you’re going to get the shock of your young life!’
‘My God, Terri! How can you move so fast? I’m gonna…! Jeeeeeeesus!’
‘My pussy is clamped on your dick so hard it’s hurting me! Ohhhh! That first spasm was…! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! My insides are going crazy! Stop moving Glenn! For Chrissakes stop! Ohhhh! You’re coming too! I can feel you! Ohhhh Goddd!’
‘At the same time as I crashed and burned, Terri went rigid, then pulled me down on top of her and sank her teeth into my shoulder muscle. I could feel her sobbing and squealing as she tried to suppress her screams. Her whole body contorted and writhed beneath me while her pussy seemed to be sucking every last drop of jism from my wildly pulsing balls. I had made girls cum with my fingers and my tongue before, but never as powerfully as this! And I’d have the evidence to show for it afterwards. Even if Terri’s teeth weren’t breaking skin I’d still have a massive bruise from the way she was biting me!’
‘Oooooh! That cum was beautiful! Savage and hard and oh, so beautiful! And now I’m turning to Jell-O! Don’t leave me Glenn! Hold me tight until you go really soft and can’t stay in there any longer!’
Tracy and I sat staring at the screen. Both of us were panting as if we’d been the ones taking part in the encounter, which, I suppose, in a way we were.
"That’s the way they should have done it…Rob and Julie...made love via their story." Tracy sounded drained.
"What next, Trace?" I eventually managed to croak.
"Ummm…" She shook her head as though clearing it, "If…if we follow the pattern of the genre, Glenn will drink up his cum from her pussy while she sucks his dick hard again. Then he’ll bang Terri several times more and finish by taking her up the ass. Maybe we should have Mom and Dad and Terri’s pet hamster join in…?"
"Doesn’t happen like that though, does it? Not in real life?"
"No. Most often after a torrid experience like that, nature takes over and the guy just rolls away and goes to sleep…"
"I wouldn’t if I was with…"
Tracy kissed my ear and pressed her breast hard against my arm. "I am sure you wouldn’t!" She breathed softly.
She stood up abruptly. "C’mon, Gerry! Let’s leave it there. It’s a good climax, in more ways than one! And it leaves us room to write part two if we feel like it."
"Should we post it?"
"Not yet. Leave it until the morning and we can review it in the cold light of day. Revision, revision, revision! Ok, little brother, time we went to bed!"
Tracy held my head in both her hands and kissed me on top. She seemed to hold onto me for an eternity. The fork of her thighs was right there, in front of my face. Her jeans were soaked.
I am stroking my cock languorously as I watch her undress. Tracy’s hard-nippled, bare breasts sway gracefully as she bends over to peel off her sticky-crotched jeans and panties. She looks up and smiles to me; shy, but still proudly willing to reveal all of her beauty to the brother who wants her – no, needs her so much. Her sex-fragrance fills my room. In a few moments, my lovely sister will be naked and will climb astride my hips. She will reach down and open her dark coral lips with the fingers of one hand while she positions the head of my hard phallus at her entrance. Then she will lower her pelvis to enclose my burning member in her hot, liquid, satin-walled cavern. We will stare into each other’s eyes as she rolls her abdomen over mine, caressing me with her internal muscles, urging me onward. Shaking with desire I will respond, lifting to her and driving my body deeper into her mysteries. She will lean over me and offer her aroused aureoles to my mouth and I will…
There was a faint tap, tap, tap on my door. Before I could ask who it was, Tracy opened it and slipped inside. She was wearing a short, thin, filmy nightie that left almost nothing to the imagination. "Gerry, can I come in…?"
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