Logical Ch. 03

I softened my expression and grabbed Nick's hand. I tenderly kissed his palm then asked with a hushed tone, "Why didn't you want to ask me to be your date for the wedding?"

Nick kicked his legs out in front of him, sighed, and then crossed his ankles. The tensing of his jaw betrayed his deep frustrations, "I thought about it, but showing up with you would really set Kimber off. She knows you're my sister and if she became aware we were sharing a cabin she'd tell Mr. Everett we were more intimate than most brothers and sisters. Mr. Everett would flip out and I'd definitely get fired."

My eyebrows rose with inquiry, "What if we bring Stan, too?"

"What?"

"That's it," I snapped my fingers, "Stan and I will get our own cabin and just crash the wedding." I spoke with an air of calm and self-confidence which seemed to reassure Nick.

"You think Stan will go along with that idea? It seems like a lot to ask after all you and Stan have done for me. What about your marriage? How much more can Stan allow?"

I still held my brother's hand so I squeezed it quickly to sweep aside his hesitation. "Don't worry about Stan and me, our marriage is fine, he loves me as much as Tina loves you. I can't explain it but we've grown closer together since you and I started having sex."

He nodded, "Okay, but I still don't see the big deal if I don't show at the wedding. Mr. Everett will understand if I don't show up because my wife is ill."

"Sure in the short run, you're probably right but what about long term. Suppose you and someone else who went to the wedding are up for the same promotion, his presence at the wedding may give him a upper hand."

Nick shook his head, "Mr. Everett isn't that petty."

"He wouldn't see it as petty. He'd see it as a loyalty issue. He would see it as the other guy went the extra mile."

My brother's mouth took on an unpleasant twist as he considered the possibilities. Finally he admitted, "I hadn't thought of that happening."

A warm smile eased across my face, "Well, it's a good thing Tina did." Then I slyly added, "So Stan and I will accompany you to the wedding and little Miss Boobs and Butt won't be able to get near you and spoil everything."

Nick nodded then sealed the deal with a kiss. His tongue traced the soft fullness of my lips and sent shivers of desire racing through me. His hand roamed with intimacy over my breasts. His stroking fingers sent jolts of pleasure through me and my nipples firmed instantly under his touch.

A delicious warmth enveloped my body. I huffed for breath and forced myself to push his hands away from me before he could become more carried away. "Wait, Nick."

"Geez!" Disconcerted, he crossed his arms and sulked.

I giggled at his childish behavior and pushed myself up off the floor and retreated to the bathroom. Glancing over my shoulder I said, "Start a fire in the fireplace, you just have to turn the gas on and ignite it. When I tell you... push play on the CD player."

Nick's eyes gleamed with excitement and anticipation, "Floor show?"

I just grinned at him and closed the bathroom door behind me. I called through the door, "You might want to get naked too."

Turning to the task at hand I pulled my T-shirt off and unsnapped my cut-offs letting them both hit the floor. I wore neither a bra nor panties. I glanced at my naked frame in the mirror. My nipples were as hard as diamonds and I was sure they would indeed cut glass. I hissed as I gave each nipple a naughty tweak. The labia of my bald pussy were puffy and pouted for attention. They glistened with wet anticipation of the pleasures to come.

I opened my gym bag which was sitting on the sink and pulled out a pair of blue panty-like dance briefs. They had a narrow elastic waistband and were worn at my natural waist. I pulled them up to just below my belly-button. The spandex material clung to the crevices of my dampening cunt which created a teasing camel-toe. With a wicked grin I ran a finger down my slit feeding more material into it and cooed, "Umm, that's where I want my little brother's big cock."

Shaking my head I broke my reverie. I pulled a golden polyester crop top from my bag and put it on. It had a tie-front and therefore no buttons. I adjusted the collar with an audible pop and tied it snuggly against my breasts. The material hugged my breasts with a loving embrace then tented from my hard nipples. I ran my finger down my exposed taut tummy which trembled with desire.

Finally, I hooked opaque blue and gold striped nylon leg-warmers to the heels of my dance shoes. Then I pulled them up my smooth legs and popped the elastic bands to hold them firmly in place against my upper thighs.

I clicked blue earrings that matched my briefs into the pierced holes of my ear lopes. Then I smeared a golden eye-shadow similar to the color of my top onto my eyelids. I quickly ran a brush through my hair and stood back from the mirror for a final inspection. I smiled at my reflection pleased with my appearance.

I wondered how many women that were on my old college dance team could still fit into their dance outfits from a dozen years ago. I thought with a trace of sobriety, comparing the image before me to the rowdy young woman who had once pranced across the gym floor. Maybe a few more pounds I confessed. I clucked to my reflection, "Not bad, Girl, not bad at all."

Before I opened the door I hollered, "Okay, Nick, hit it."

As the music began I strutted from the bathroom swerving my hips to the pulsing beat of the music. I stopped in front of the fireplace so it could back light me. I was amazed at how much ambient light came through the big sliding glass door. A bemused smile graced my lips, I was sure my brother would be able to see every sexy move I made.

Twirling into the center of the room I begun a dance routine that I had practiced so much a dozen years ago that my muscles had memorized it. I shot my brother a seductive smile as he sat naked in the middle of Mexican blanket. I saw his huge cock throb with excitement. Its bloated purple head seemed to follow me about the room as I moved my body to the rhythm of the music.

After the first song ended and the next began I altered my well rehearsed dance routine. I pursed my lips into a pout and pulled the tie of my top in time to the music before seductively slipping it off my shoulders. My nipples were hard and rose rigidly from my pinkish brown areolas centered on my big breasts. I took a deep breath then tugged at my hard nipples. I smiled impishly at Nick as he applauded wildly and blew a wolf-whistle.

My buttocks jiggled as I danced and my dance briefs had ridden up the crack of my ass. I turned my back to Nick and popped my hip up and down to the beat of the music. I glance over my shoulder catching my brother's eye and gave him a flirtatious grin. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my blue dance briefs then seductively shed my dance briefs by sliding them down over the colorful leg-warmers covering my legs. My pretty pucker and proud pussy were on full display to my brother. I heard the sharp intake of his breath. I stepped out of my briefs and strutted boldly across the room twirling them on my forefinger as my brother applauded and hooted. I tossed them to him.

He brought my briefs up to his nose and deeply inhaled my fragrance. His eyes contained a sensuous flame and a demure smile danced across his face. He licked his lips with longing as he watched me wiggle to the music. He was mesmerized as I paused and slid down into a squat in front of him just out of his reach. As my butt touched the back of my high-heels I parted my legs to splay my succulent shaved snatch to him. He shook his head in amazement I was sure he saw that my gash glistened with excitement for him.

"Like what you see?" I cooed at him with glazed eyes.

"You're so sexy, Sis. I want to fuck you so bad it hurts," he choked. Unconsciously he had begun to stroke his huge horse-size cock with his hand as he gazed intently at my gash as it opened for him like budding rose petals going to full bloom.

I flashed him a salacious smile and smacked my knees together. I giggled at Nick's disappointed groan. I sprung up from the squatted position and wiggle-walked the last few feet to my brother. I watched his eyes as they glimmered with raw sexual power. When I reached him I swung my leg onto his shoulder and hooked my nylon clad knee behind his head and flared my pussy before him. I whispered with a husky emotion, "I love you, Nick."

He looked up from my snatch which was just inches from his face and into my eyes, "I love you too, Jen."

I closed my eyes as his lips caressed my labia with a kiss. I threw my head back and groaned at the ceiling as he blew his hot breath across my simmering snatch. I pulled his hair to maneuver his face more fully into my pussy. I seethed between my teeth, "Quit teasing me, Fucker."

Nick giggled at my impatience and kissed my labia again. "I love your pussy, Jen."

Finally, his talented tongue began to probe my depths. Slyly he slipped his finger into me with a wet sucking sound. He teased my clit from its sheath with soft silky teasing flicks of his tongue. Leaving my clit, he trailed his tongue down my taint to tantalize my anus with quick feather like darts of his tongue.

"Feels...feels....so...so...good." I moaned and muttered as my brother continued his pleasurable oral onslaught on my pussy. I grew weak-kneed and clutched my brother's shoulders to keep from falling down. I was getting close to climax and my brother sensed it so he removed his finger from my snatch and pulled me down to his lap.

I slid wetly down my brother's broad athletic chest and into his lap. I firmly grasped his cock. It pulsated in my hand as his blood coursed through it. I fed his hard throbbing cock into my wet wanton hole. I watched his eyes widen as his big dick penetrated me. We both panted with pleasure as I completely sank down on his cock until I was fully impaled upon it. I stammered, "Baby-brother, you're so hard....so big...your cock feels...feels so good...inside me."

I squeezed my cunt muscles tightening my grip on his monster cock. The sensation took Nick's breath away and I was thankful I had mastered the Kegel exercises the doctor had given me after the birth of my last child. I sat on Nick in a modified Lotus position and we tenderly embraced before I began to glide gracefully up and down on his shaft.

Nick moaned with a deep throaty timbre, "Your puss...your pussy...so wet...so tight...feels so good. Love...your pussy...Sis."

I taught my brother how to share an intimate breath with me. When he exhaled I would inhale and then vice versa. As he breathed in, I rocked my pelvis back and tighten my vaginal muscles around his cock.

"Ohhh, Jen." Nick gasped with pleasure. When he exhaled I rolled my pelvis forward and my cunt would reluctantly release its grip on his dick. After a bit he was able to mirror my movements and we became spellbound with each other in a serene dance of ecstasy.

I liked being on top. I liked the control it gave me. I set the pace and teased Nick by alternating the depth I took his hefty cock into my cunt. I used his broad shoulders for leverage and rose up quickly then bounced rapidly up and down on his cock with just a couple of inches inside me. Then I further tormented him by sliding slowly up the full length of his shaft until his cock almost fell out of me only to glide back down until I was fully seated again. I vocalized my pleasure by groaning on the way up and moaning on the way down. Then I stopped completely and whimpered as I tightened my cunt muscles around his cock again.

"You're... torturing... me," whined Nick. He squeezed my grapefruit size breasts and pinched and tugged at my pink nipples until I squealed with relish.

Keeping an arm around Nick's neck for balance I diddled my clit as I rode his cock trying to maintain my tortoise like pace. Our passion began to build so I picked up speed as my orgasm approached. I puffed, "I...ooh... love....ooh... cock...love...your... hard cock...ooh."

Nick clamped down on both my nipples as I suddenly ceased my erratic erotic activity and buried massive manhood inside of me. He watched me mesmerized as my face contorted into a grimace as my entire pelvis constricted around his cock with such intensity I feared I might snap it in two.

I threw back my head and screeched in joyful orgasmic release, "My pussy...my...pussy...cum."

It was more than Nick could take and I could feel his testicles as they contracted beneath me. He shot spurt after spurt of cum into the depths of my pussy. It felt like I was sitting on a fully charged fire-hose.

I looked into his pleasure-filled eyes and once again squeezed my muscles to lock his cock in the warm wet spasms of my cunt. I cooed, "Fill my pussy, Nick. Fill my pussy with your cum."

He hollered, "Cum-cum-cumming."

I collapsed on Nick's chest with a grunt of blessed release. His cock softened and slipped from my slick snatch. I sat in my brother's lap and caught my breath. I kissed him and said, "I love you, Baby-brother."

"I love you, too, Sis." Nick whispered as he held me tight his voice cracked with emotion. "I love you so much. I loved the look on your face when you cum. You're so beautiful when you cum."

I kissed him on the cheek then asked, "Did you enjoy the floor show?"

He laughed, "I sure did. You still got the moves Big Sister. You're just as sexy now as when you were in college. Where did you get the idea to perform your old dance routine? You made another of my fantasies come true."

Smiling with mischief I explained, "I found an old VHS tape in my closet the other day. We recorded our practice sessions at the college. I remembered that I had brought a copy home over Christmas break one time so I could critique our routine. I recalled that when I went to the den to play it I caught you masturbating as you watched it."

Red-faced Nick mumbled, "I didn't know you caught me. Why didn't you say something?"

I lay my head on my brother's shoulder for a moment then said, "What's to say? You were a horny kid. Its normal for an eighteen year-old guy to jack-off while watching sexily dressed women dance and prance around." I hooked my finger around Nick's chin and pulled his face around so I could look into his eyes before I continued, "When I found it the other day I had an epiphany, it wasn't the other women who so enflamed your passion, it was me, wasn't it?"

Nick shyly nodded and shot me a boyish grin, "I've always found you sexy, Jen. I used to get so jealous of your boyfriends because they got to fuck you and I didn't. I loved you longer."

I kissed my brother with emotional passion. While my tongue wrestled with his, I traced my hand down his rigid torso until I found his cock. It had hardened again and was weeping pre-cum. I sighed with pleasure at my discovery.

With lustful intention I rolled from Nick's lap onto the Mexican blanket. I lay on my back and spread my legs wide in a lustful invitation to my brother. As he rolled over on top of me I grasped his dick feeling it throb with desire and ran it up and down my sensitive slit.

Nick watched me and our eyes locked as the blunt head of his hard cock once again penetrated me. As he sank his full length into me I blinked at the pleasure and once again clutched his cock with my pussy muscles. Soon Nick was frantically plunging into my hot box like a lunatic.

I raked my heels across his ass like bronco rider at a rodeo. I encouraged him with a shout of, "That's it Baby-brother, pound my pussy."

Suddenly he slowed his pace and moved to suck on one of my nipples. He wanted to tease me.

Aggravated I slapped his ass and hissed, "Don't...don't stop. Faster Nick, fuck me faster."

He began to pummel my pussy like he was possessed. Once again he felt my cunt contract around his cock as I wailed in ecstasy as another orgasmic wave crashed down on me. It proved to be more than he could take and he sank fully into my snatch. His balls tightened and he shot spurts of cum deep into me. I could feel the blood pound in my ears along with Nick's orgasmic bellows.

Once he was drained he rolled off of me and gasped for breath. I leaned over and stroked his sandy hair out of his face. I looked deeply into his eyes and kissed him just as deeply. I moved into the crook of his arm to cuddle and whispered to him, "I love you, Nick. I will always be your private dancer."

Later that night I found Stan in the den watching television when I got home. I was once again wearing my cut-offs and T-shirt and seductively swung my hips as I entered the room. "Stan, I'm home. Did you get the boys in bed?"

He pointed the remote control at the television and pushed the off button. The picture on the screen blinked blue then faded to black. He measured me with a cool appraising look. For along moment, I looked back at him. He said in a low, composed voice, "The boys went to bed hours ago. Did you enjoy your evening?"

"I sure did," I replied sultrily pulling my shirt off over my head before dropping to my knees in front of my husband. I unzipped his trousers freeing his cock, "but the evening isn't over with yet."

Taking his cock in my hand I felt it pulsate in my hand as blood filled it to a stony hardness. I kissed its head then licked the length of the shaft. I smiled as I heard Stan's sharp-in-take of breath. I sucked the engorged head and lovingly squeezed his full balls. I pushed the tip of my tongue down Stan's piss slit. I giggled as he squirmed in his seat.

"Unh-uh! D-d-did, uh, Nick agree, uh, to take you to the wedding?"

I looked up from my husband's cock into his eyes and said with impish glee, "Yes, and you're going too. We're going to be wedding crashers."

My husband's questioning gaze transformed into a look of lust as I swallowed his entire cock. After a long pause I moved back up the shaft and began to suck intensely on just the glans of Stan's penis. I created another sensation for him with my hands. I gently twisted one hand along his shaft and massaged his scrotum with the other.

Once I was satisfied that Stan was ready to pop I spit out his cock. I grinned as he groaned in disappointment. I turned my back to him and peeled my shorts down. I kicked them across the room and heard Stan's gasp of approval as he got a glimpse of my pucker. Slowly I lowered myself into my husband's lap. I picked up his cock out of his lap. It was lubricated with my slobber. I pointed it at my butthole which was soggy from my brother's cum that had leaked from my pussy.

As the head of his cock penetrated my ass I grimaced and clutched the padded arms of my husband's chair. Straight-armed I supported my weight on the chair arms and slowly sank down Stan's hard cock until I was fully impaled upon it. Seated on his cock I felt like I was sitting on a fence pole. I paused and sniffled at the pain. As I relaxed I felt Stan's cock pushing against the backside of my G-spot. Once the pain was replaced with pleasure I gradually glided up and down of my husband's cock.

"You're ass is so tight...ah, Jen...feels so....so good," Stan stuttered with a husky voice.

I stammered back, "Cock...good...hard...feels."

Stan laughed at my inarticulate utterance then groaned with pleasure as I increased the tempo. He gripped my hips and helped balance me as I bounced up and down on his joystick. His grunts and my groans blended with the wet flesh on flesh smacks of our coupling into one crescendo of intimacy. He pulled me down until I was fully seated on his cock and with a groan he shot cum deep into my recesses. His breath hissed between his teeth with each spurt of his cock. He sounded like steam whistle.

Stan's spurting cock was firmly lodged against my G-spot and only added to my own urgency. I pushed hard against my supersensitive clit with my palm. My eyes rolled back into their sockets as rockets of pleasure tore across my mind. My pelvis contracted with an intense orgasm. I actually barked.