Alex's Gifts Ch. 17

As requested, here's the next installment after a much shorter delay. This one's been a long time coming. Please read the ending with your tongue firmly planted in your cheek.

Thanks again to Samuraisan for editing, and a gracious welcome to US Scotsman who came on board starting this chapter in order to free me up to do more writing and less dawdling over commas and semicolons.

Thanks & Enjoy.

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Insatiable

Alex was startled awake by a knock at his door. He blinked away the sleep as his bedroom door swung open to reveal a petite brunette wearing a tight camisole and light pink cotton panties.

"Megan, what are you doing? What time is it?" Alex asked, his brain not quite functioning.

"It's seven thirty, I figured you'd be up by now. Do you want me to leave?"

"No, it's alright. I was up late last night. Where's Case?" he asked.

"Still sleeping. I didn't want to wake her up. I thought I'd see what you were up to," she said with a sly smile. She clutched her hands together across her hips and twisted on the balls of her feet.

Alex rolled over and felt his erection slide through the sheets, just what he needed. Remembering Carrie's training from the night before, he urged it to be quiet. He knew Megan would jump him the second she saw it, and he wasn't quite in the mood for her shenanigans this early in the day.

"Woah! What's all this?" Megan asked in surprise as she stepped into his room and looked at the floor. He'd left his collection of panties and swimsuits where they lay after his long talk with Carrie, having fallen asleep almost immediately after she'd left. Megan bent down and rifled through the garments. "So this is the collection Casey was talking about."

Alex sighed. "Yes, it is." His stiffness had subsided below obscene levels so he threw off his sheets and sat on the side of his bed. He braced himself for what he knew was coming.

"Wait, how did you get this?" she demanded, holding up her tan-colored briefs.

Alex stood and walked to his dresser as Megan's questioning eyes followed his naked body. He quickly pulled on a pair of boxers and a shirt, then motioned to a chair. "Sit. We need to talk." He wasn't looking forward to this, but it had to happen now.

"I'll say." Megan curled her short legs into the upholstered armchair.

Alex sat opposite her and sighed. "You're not going to like this; and for my part, I'll say I'm sorry now, but I know that won't make it any better."

"What did you do?" Megan asked, starting to get suspicious.

"I watched you with your pink toy. Last week, before the party. After you left I took those," he said, motioning at her stolen underwear.

"What do you mean you watched me?" Megan said, raising her voice in pitch as she sat forward and contemplated Alex's meaning.

"There's a hole in your wall that leads into Ben's closet. He showed me and I saw you." Alex braced for Megan's fiery temper.

"MOTHERFUCKER!" Megan screamed as she stood up and flailed her tightly balled fists at Alex, hitting him on his chest and shoulders. He raised his arms in self-defense while she yelled, "How could you?!" She felt sick to her stomach and collapsed. "I trusted you," she whimpered and then curled into a ball on the floor.

Alex reached out and she flinched away. "I'm so sorry," he said, knowing it meant nothing. "I should have stopped it."

"Why didn't you?" Megan groaned through clenched teeth.

"I tried, but Ben wouldn't listen."

"Not good enough!" Megan snarled. She lifted her hurt face to meet Alex's eyes.

"I know," Alex said, hanging his head in his hands. "I took advantage of you, I should have said something."

"I feel like I'm going to puke." Megan groaned and clutched her stomach.

"I tried to make it okay," Alex said softly. "Once I found out I took control. Ben hasn't seen anything. I only watched you and Casey."

"She knew too?" Megan asked in disbelief.

Alex sighed and lowered his head. "She caught me watching what we did in your room. I made her promise not to tell you until I tried to work it out with Ben. Please don't be angry with her, she doesn't deserve it."

Megan groaned again, wrapping her arms around her knees and clenching into a tight ball on the floor. She'd been betrayed by the two people she'd come to treasure the most.

Alex spoke with a wavering voice. "I shut it down after you and Casey got together before the party. I took over everything the day you and I were alone in your room. It didn't feel right, and I'm sorry I didn't do more. I...I...thought I did the best I could, Meg."

"You should have told me," she whimpered from the floor.

"I know that now. I didn't want to fight with Ben. I couldn't convince him to stop without it blowing up."

"I am going to destroy him," Megan said, her wrath evident as her face scrunched into a red ball of fury.

"Please don't. I know he deserves it, but let me talk to him first, then you can have your way." Alex thought of what Carrie did after Lily made similar threats against him for violating her privacy; how she came to his defense to help diffuse the situation.

"What if he doesn't stop?"

"Find where the hole is and hang a picture over it. Just please let me try to fix this first."

"Not good enough. He'll just make another hole. I need payback," Megan said with venom in her voice. "I want him to see something that will make him never want to watch me again."

"Like what?" Alex asked.

"I don't know. I want him to feel as sick as I do," Megan said, still clutching her abdomen.

"We could put on a show for him. If he knew what we've been up to maybe that'll get him to stop," Alex suggested.

Megan looked at him sideways, furrowing her dark angry brow. "Was that your plan all along? You and him perving and spying on me, and then you fuck me while he watches?"

"No! I only watched you that one time, I couldn't help it when I saw what you were doing. Look, it's just an idea. I'm telling you the truth, I swear it. I could have lied about this." He grabbed her seamless panties and held them up. "I didn't know you then, but I do now, and I just want to make this right. If you want, I'll go over there, rip the camera out of the wall and patch up the hole right now."

"Tell me your plan," Megan said, resigned to the fact that Alex was on her side.

"I don't really have one. When you said you wanted him to see something that would make him not want to watch, I thought of what he most likely wouldn't want to see you doing; and that was me."

"That's probably true. If it was Case or another girl he'd probably never come out of his room again."

"I'm sure of that. Besides, Casey won't do it. Sonya might, but it would have the opposite effect. How about if I talk to him again, except I'll try harder. Then if he still says no..."

"We fuck."

"Like rabbits," he added. Megan chuckled and Alex was glad to see her display some emotion other than wrath.

"If you told me about this when it happened I wouldn't have been so mad. You know I'm not shy. It's just creepy with my brother. I could never be with him like you are with Casey. I don't really care if he gets his rocks off looking at me, but I don't want to be recorded without knowing it."

"I completely understand, Meg, but he's been doing it for a couple months. I only found out last week when he set up the camera. That's why I didn't tell you right away, it wouldn't have mattered."

Megan growled and Alex put a hand on her shoulder. He tried to calm her as only he was able to do. It worked, at least momentarily. Megan's face relaxed and her muscles came unknotted.

"When should we do it?" she growled through gritted teeth.

"This afternoon, after you get off work."

"Alright, I'll be ready."

"I got something for you," Alex said, hoping to change topics. He stood and went to his closet, rifling through the pile of lingerie he'd kept hidden until he found the pink lace teddy that Lynn picked out. He turned and handed it to Megan, who's eyes immediately went wide.

"It's beautiful!" she exclaimed. "But this doesn't make up for what you did."

"I know. That's not why I'm giving it to you. I just saw it and thought of you. There's a lot more where that came from, but I want you and Casey to be together when I give you the rest. Maybe later tonight." he suggested.

Megan ran the fine lace through her fingertips. "I know something you can do to make up for it," she said, pursing her lips in thought.

"Anything for you, Meg," Alex said and nodded his head. He could immediately sense what she needed; release.

"Take off your clothes and lay on the floor. I have a lot of pent up frustration I need you to do something about. Plus Casey wouldn't have me last night and I'm pretty sure that was your fault, too."

Alex could only shrug and do as the fiery brunette commanded. Laying on the floor, he watched her undress and willed his manhood to stand. By the time Megan stood over him he was ready for her. She spat into her hand in a very unladylike move, and then rubbed between her legs, coating her angry pussy with moisture. She stepped over him with one leg, squatted, and used two fingers to spread herself open as she hovered over Alex's cock.

"We're skipping the foreplay this time," she said, then dropped down, engulfing his shaft in one quick movement. Alex grunted once he was fully inside her and focused on sending pulses into her depths, twitching and jerking his cock against her tight grasp. Megan moaned and pressed a hand below her belly button, trying to feel what Alex was doing from the outside. "That's a new trick," she said while grinding against his pelvis. "I like it."

Megan threw her head back and moaned, then rose up and drove back down onto him. She quickly began a rhythm, hands on her knees, feet on the ground, tight little ass bouncing forcefully off of Alex's lap with an audible slap. She worked herself into a fervor while Alex lay back and let her have her way. He could feel her frenzied hunger and sensed her climax approaching. He kept his fire low, biding his time, assuming she would need more than one go-round to leave satisfied.

Alex was right. Megan moaned and flung her head forward, whipping her long hair wildly as she stared intently into his eyes. She stopped with him halfway inside her, as an orgasm ripped through her, her taught legs fluttering and small breasts quivering while her hips and back spasmed out of control. After several moments, she regained composure and again began driving Alex into her unquenchable chasm. Each time she came crashing down, she let out a startled squeak between panting breaths. Sweat beaded across her brow and chest, condensing into rivulets that trickled between her careening breasts.

Megan kept up this pace for several minutes. She rode Alex, forcing him in and out of her depths until she cried out, climaxing for a second time. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her skin slick with perspiration, and yet she started again, still unfulfilled. Alex began pushing back, lifting from the carpeted floor. He tried to work her excitement to a boiling point, to bring her to an end that would finally leave her content. Minutes more passed and the frenzied girl continued to bounce on his cock, her secretions overflowing and coating his lap. A wet slap signaled the end of each thrust. And still, the frustrated girl persisted.

Alex fed his fire, willing his climax to rise, and urging Megan to reach her final peak. Her legs began to shake and he could feel her giving out. With one final push of his gift, he struck out forcefully, commanding her to body to let go of it's pent up energy. She immediately collapsed on top of him while his own orgasm coursed through his body, sending his hardness throbbing into her core. Megan jerked on top of him, her sweat-slicked body clenched tightly around his. He could hear her moan and gasp in his ear, struggling to breathe regularly while he convulsed and emptied into her warmth.

Alex wrapped his arms around Megan's flushed and exhausted body, holding her tightly until she regained her breath and her muscles calmed. He sat up, lifting her clammy torso with him. She curled her weakened legs around his back and sat on his lap, still with him inside her.

Megan opened her eyes lazily and purred, "That's what I needed."

"Feel better now?"

"I do. Your sister is good at taking, but she's not the best giver. You could teach her a thing or two."

"I'll work on that, but I think it'll still take both of us to keep up with you," he said and chuckled.

"You're probably right. I just can't get enough, can I?"

"You will never hear me complain." He kissed her softly.

"How did you last that long? That was incredible."

"I've been practicing; I knew you were going to be a while, so I took my time."

"I didn't think guys could do that."

"You'd be surprised." Alex kissed her again, this time seeking entrance into her mouth. The two lovers held each other, mouths and tongues interlocked until Alex softened and tumbled out of her tender folds.

"Let's take a shower. I have to start work soon."

"I'd like that," Megan replied and then stood and helped Alex to his feet. They dressed again in just their underwear and slid out his doorway and around the corner into his bathroom. Alex turned on the water and watched as Megan got undressed. He dropped his boxers and stepped into the warm water, joined moments later by his fierce companion.

"I've never taken a shower with someone else before," she said, wrapping her arms around Alex's broad chest. He returned her embrace and guided her under the showerhead.

"I really am sorry, about Ben I mean. I should have been harder on him, got him to stop," Alex said while stroking her wet hair.

"It's ok, Alex. I'm not really mad at you. The damage was already done before you found out. If you hadn't taken care of the camera and told me about it, it would have been worse."

Alex grabbed the soap and a washcloth and began to clean the svelte brunette. Taking his time, slowly working his way from her feet to her thighs, to her soft breasts. Once she was lathered, he ran his hands over her slick skin, caressing and massaging her tightly muscled body. He slid a soapy hand over her firm flat stomach and down between her legs, slipping a finger through her folds and over her sensitive button. Megan moaned and leaned her head against his shoulder. Alex continued to gently rub circles around her clit, sending sparks of passion into her body. She mewled and then gasped, quaking under his touch in awe of how quickly he'd brought her to climax for the fourth time that morning.

"Mmm, you have magic fingers," Megan cooed. Alex spun her under the water and rinsed the soapy lather from her body. He kissed her neck, and then trailed down her chest, circling her perky breasts. He took a dark pink nipple into his mouth and flicked his tongue across its pronounced nub causing Megan to gasp and wrap her hands around his head. He continued to pour his attention into her body, licking through her shallow cleavage and trailing down over her belly button. From his knees, he nuzzled up between her legs and kissed her soft lips. He flicked his tongue out and curled it around her clit, pulling it into his mouth and pinching it lightly between his lips.

Megan leaned back against the wall of the shower and lifted a leg, resting it over Alex's shoulder while he continued to lavish her with attention. "Enough!" Megan yelped when she could take no more. "I need you inside me again."

Alex stood slowly and Megan kept her leg over his shoulder, stretching it up as he got to his feet. Her ankle hooked onto his shoulder and straightened between them until it was vertical, her toes pointing up. He wrapped an arm around her waist for support. Crouching down, Alex used his free hand to align himself with her entrance and pushed between her pink petals. Megan whimpered as he slid inside and began thrusting his hips.

Their position only allowed for several inches of penetration and Megan soon wanted more. "Pick me up," she said. Alex grabbed her firm backside tightly from between her legs and lifted, pressing her against the wall and sliding her up as he stood straight. Megan simultaneously picked her second leg up and over Alex's other shoulder in an amazing display of elasticity. She was now folded in half, both feet pointed in the air, sandwiched between her lover and hard tile.

Alex arched his back and pushed his hips forward, driving his full length into the flexible gymnast. Megan yelped as he came to rest deep inside her. Holding that position, Alex tried again to make his cock dance, flexing and clenching his muscles. Megan gasped every time she felt him jump and push against the walls of her ribbed tunnel. She tried tensing against him, tightening around his shaft and rippling her core in response. Alex gasped and smiled when he felt her move and then began thrusting lightly. He leaned in and held her wet body firmly as his hips began to sway in earnest, driving her against the tile wall. He pushed as deep and hard into her as he could, feeling that was what she wanted most.

Megan soon cried out in release, her face a mask of ecstasy. Alex pumped into her several more times and groaned as his climax sent shivers down his body and an eruption of cum into her tightness. He pushed her hard against the wall until their convulsions ceased and Megan lowered one leg to the ground. Alex set her down after her second leg unfolded and kissed her deeply.

"I hope that was enough to keep you satisfied for a while," Alex said with a grin after breaking off the kiss.

"I've never had that many orgasms so fast," she said with admiration in her eyes. "You are amazing," she added and then leaned in and rested her head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat slow. "I hope you saved some for this afternoon. I want to do this again and really teach Ben a lesson."

"Oh yeah? What do you have in mind?" he asked, wanting to see how far the fearless girl was willing to go.

Megan stepped back under the shower and said, "I want it to be dirty. Lots of screaming and talking nasty. I want you to come on my face, come loads. I want him to see it, and I want to lick it clean while he's watching. Then maybe you can do what you did to Sonya when we were playing truth or dare," she said with a sheepish grin.

He slid a hand down her back and through her crease, coming to rest on her tight little ring. "You want me in there?" he asked while tickling her backdoor with his middle finger.

Megan squirmed and gasped. "I've been thinking about trying it. Oh god stop, Alex, save it for later," she pleaded when she felt him start to prod with more force.

Alex dropped his hand down and shrugged. "Alright, you're in charge. I'll do whatever you say."

"Good," Megan said. "Oh, wear some of that sexy underwear you have. I'll put on what you just gave me."

"Looking forward to it," Alex said with a grin. Now hoping more ever that Ben wouldn't agree to shut down his illicit operation.

The two finished washing up and Alex shut off the water. After drying off he pulled on his boxers. Megan remained naked and bent to pick up her pink cotton panties. Handing them to Alex, she said, "Here, you earned these; but no more stealing my undies mister, got that?"

Alex nodded then took her gift and held them to his nose. "I promise," he said through the thin cotton material while holding up his other hand as if taking a pledge.

Megan laughed and shook her head. "Weirdo."

The two shared one last kiss in the doorway and then went their separate ways; Alex headed back to his room, and a very naked Megan turned silently into his sister's room.

Alex dressed quickly and cleaned up his collection of panties and swimsuits, placing them safely back inside the heavy chest at the foot of his bed before adding the pink pair Megan just gave him. He needed to give his little girls their gifts soon or they were going to run out of panties, he thought with a chuckle.