Sabrina and Her Brother Ch. 05

I sighed, and said, "I don't know..."

"Come on... please? Last time, I promise."

I closed my eyes and shook my head, and said, "Ok. Ok. Last time."

He jumped out of the car and headed towards the door. We went inside and walked down the hall to the bedroom. We began kissing passionately and began to take each other's clothes off. It occurred to me that we were way too familiar with each other's bodies and that we truly had become intimate lovers, like newlyweds on their honeymoon. After some more kissing, he said, "Ok... now I want to eat that sweet, sweet pussy of yours."

He had me get up on the edge of the bed on my hands and knees, and he got behind me and began to lick and suck on my pussy. He took his time, enjoying every moment, savoring every tongue full of my pussy juices. I also caught him taking a few photos on his iPhone. Soon enough his tongue began to get me extremely aroused, and he quickened his pace. I arched my back and began to moan loudly as the orgasm that had been building within me began to shoot throughout my body, causing me to cry out as my legs shook uncontrollably and my pussy pulsated over and over again.

I collapsed onto the bed, and felt Jeff climb onto the bed next to me. He began kissing and stroking my back, ass, and thighs. After a little while he rolled me over and began to kiss me deeply but gently. I could see my pussy juices smeared all over his face and chin, and tasted it on his tongue as he kissed me.

He had me get off the bed so we could get under the covers. I pulled the sheet and blanket back, and saw two large splotches of dried come on the bed sheet. "Wow. Looks like you guys have had some fun."

Jeff said, "Actually, we put these sheets on just a couple days ago. That one there, on the right, is from me and Denise. The other one must have been Denise and Doug last night."

I shook my head in amazement as he lay down and guided me on top of him, pulling the covers up over me as we kissed passionately. We rolled over and I spread my legs apart as he got on top of me. He got between my legs and slid into me easily, my pussy having been stretched by him repeatedly in the last 24 hours. He began to pump me slowly and deeply, kissing me from time to time, while also sucking on my breasts.

As he fucked me, he said, "I'm going to miss your body so much, Sabrina."

"And I'm going to miss yours, Jeff."

"You are so beautiful... and your pussy is so incredibly delicious... and feels so good wrapped around my cock."

"I know... I know... your cock feels... absolutely wonderful."

We kissed passionately some more, and then he began to fuck me harder and deeper. After almost five minutes in that position, he slid off of me and had me flip over onto my stomach. I spread my legs again and felt him enter me, his chest pressed up against my back, his legs straddling my legs. I turned my head to the side and we kissed from time to time as he pumped me hard and deep. I could tell he was close to coming and that he was fighting it, because he wanted to keep going. He began to moan and groan and soon was coming inside of me.

He laid on top of me, his cock still inside me, for a long time. I knew he didn't want it to be over, but I needed to get going. And I didn't want Denise and their kids to come home and find us in bed, and have to explain why Daddy and Aunt Sabrina were naked in bed together.

"Jeff... I know you don't want this to end... but... I have to go. And Denise is coming home soon."

"I know... I know."

He slid off of me, and I felt a thick flow of come ooze out of me onto the bed after his cock slid out of me. I rolled over and scooted to the edge of the bed, and then got up and got dressed. We kissed one more time before I walked out the door and got into the car and drove off.

My thoughts on the way to Mom and Dad's house were confused, to say the least. I knew my adulterous incestuous relationship with Jeff was over. All that remained was to end it with Denise and Doug. I was completely unsure what to do about Melissa, but I also realized she would be going back to college soon, and that would effectively end that relationship as well.

I didn't know if Doug would be waiting for me, but he wasn't, and that allowed me to get my chores done quickly. I watered the plants a little extra because the weather was so warm, and gave Buddy an extra long walk up to the orchard. I couldn't help but have a seemingly endless series of flashbacks as I walked around the orchard. It was almost like reliving my day spent there with Jeff and Doug. This place will never be the same, that's for sure, I thought.

As I drove home I realized that I had forgotten about Melissa, who probably had already guessed the identity of my lover. What could I say to her? What should I say? Was there a chance she hadn't figured it out? The knot in my stomach came back, and I was extremely tense as I drove into the garage and went into the house.

Melissa was playing with Brayden on the floor, and looked up and smiled at me and said, "Hey, Mrs. Woods."

"Hi, Melissa. How was Brayden?"

"Easy as always. He's such a good kid. I was actually getting ready to put him down for his nap."

"Oh, that would be great. Would you mind?"

"Nope, it will only take a minute. I think he's pretty tired."

She scooped him up and took him back to his bedroom. I followed her down the hall to my bedroom, wondering if she had found the thong and if she even suspected anything. My worst fears were confirmed when I looked into the bathroom and saw no sign of my thong. She must have found it, I thought to myself. Now what do I do.

I sat down on the edge of the bed and put my head into my hands, overcome with worry and anxiety. After a few moments I heard soft footsteps, and I looked up to see Melissa standing in the doorway. She was standing there, smiling, and held up the thong and asked, "Looking for this?"

I swallowed hard and looked down, and said, "Melissa... I don't know... what to say..."

"Oh, Mrs. Woods, you don't have to say anything, honest."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I think it's like totally wild, what you're doing with... your brother. Honest. I think it's really, really kinky, like totally hot."

In disbelief, I asked, "You do?"

"Oh, yeah. And I don't blame you, honest. He's really cute."

I laughed, and asked, "So it doesn't creep you out?"

"No, of course not."

"And... you're not going to tell anyone... are you?"

"No way! What you guys do is your own business... just like what you and I have done is our own business."

"Melissa, I... I just..."

She walked over to me, knelt down in front of me, and looked me in the eyes. She said, "Mrs. Woods, please, don't worry. Seriously. You've got my word I won't tell a soul. And I really do think this is pretty hot. How did it all start? I mean, how long have you guys been going at it?"

I laughed, and said, "Oh, where to begin... do you really want to hear the whole story?"

"Yes, I do... but first... I want... you."

I laughed again, and said, "You really want me, an older woman, who's had a kid already?"

"Oh yes, most definitely, Mrs. Woods. You're just so unbelievably yummy."

She leaned up and kissed me, and I kissed her back. I couldn't help myself – her lips were so soft, so sweet and gentle, and her body was so yielding. We kissed gently and then she stood up and undressed. I stood up and undressed as well, and then we got into bed. We lay together, our bodies pressing against each other, her nipples hard with excitement, our legs intertwined. She reached her hand down and felt the residual wetness and come from Jeff, and smiled at me. We kissed for a few more minutes, and then she asked to hear how it had all started. At first I tried to keep it succinct, but she wanted details, and as I described our initial encounters together, I could tell both of us were getting aroused. I also tried hard to keep Denise and Doug out of the picture, but I slipped up twice by mentioning both Doug and Jeff, and she caught me on it. She was a little blown away to learn that both my brothers were lovers, but that only seemed to fuel the fire of her desire. Thankfully I was able to keep Denise a secret from her. I couldn't help but feel mentally exhausted from all the secrecy, and part of me was glad that the sexual escapades were coming to an end.

Melissa was getting more and more excited as I talked about my relationship with Jeff and Doug, and as soon as I was done giving her the rundown, she attacked me with her lips, kissing me deeply over and over again. I was quite aroused as well and it wasn't long before we were playing with each other's clits. She was drenched and I knew I just had to taste that sweet, sugary pussy. I slid down to get between her legs, and she willingly spread them wide for me, closing her eyes and laying her head back in eager anticipation of the pleasure she was about to receive. I wasted no time in sampling the sweet, fresh wetness that was dripping everywhere, and as soon as my tongue made contact with her clit, she writhed in pleasure and let out a long, soft moan. I began to pleasure her slowly with my tongue and my lips, and also began to slide my fingers in and out of her pussy, which drove her crazy. Although I was enjoying giving her pleasure and tried hard to prolong it, she began to buck and twist as her orgasm shook her to the very core. She moaned uncontrollably and I had a hard time keeping my tongue on her clit and my fingers inside her as she climaxed. Eventually she lay exhausted, legs spread wide, softly panting. I moved up next to her and kissed her gently, and she responded with soft kisses of her own. It was so different, kissing a woman instead of a man, especially someone as young as Melissa. The voice in the back of my head began to accuse me of being with someone so young, but right then Melissa sat up and said it was her turn to pleasure me. I was not about to say no, and so lay back as she got between my legs.

It was obvious she wanted to take her time, and began to slowly lick and kiss up both of my thighs, while gently stroking my pussy and clit with her fingertips. It was having the intended effect on me, because soon I had my eyes closed and was lost in continual sensual pleasure. I couldn't stop myself from crying out as her tongue and lips surrounded my clit, and moaned again as I felt first her tongue push up into my pussy, only to be followed by her fingers. As she sucked the last of Jeff's come out of my pussy, she began to bring me to my own explosive orgasm, and it was an extremely intense one – enough to cause me to gush my juices out onto her face as I squirmed and moaned loudly throughout the whole climax. She moved up and lay next to me, and after my orgasm had passed, gave me several gentle kisses, and then lay next to me quietly, her hand on my stomach, her leg over my leg.

After resting a few moments, I asked her, "So, you really, honestly don't think I'm a sicko for having incestuous sex with my brothers?"

She laughed, and said, "No, I don't... I'm sure there's lots of people out there that would... but not me, honest."

"Good... I'm glad, and relieved, to be honest. I wasn't sure what you'd do once you figured it out."

"Well, I definitely wouldn't say anything to anyone, that's for sure. And to be honest, it's actually got me thinking about the whole idea of incest."

"Like how so?"

"Well, I don't know... I guess... well, to be honest... I've caught my brother playing around with my underwear a couple of times... and he has walked in on me when I've been in the bathroom, or in my bedroom dressing. I'm just wondering if it is just the fact that he's a horny 18-year old guy, or if he really is interested in me, sexually."

"That is a good question... I had no idea my brothers were interested in me, to be honest. I guess I was just too naïve to pick up on the signs, the looks, the clues. But from what they both tell me, they were hot for me for a long, long time. Since I was a teenager."

"It makes me wonder about Todd, then... I mean, he is such a sweet guy, I love him to death... and I've had several of my friends tell me they think he's cute, and I would have to agree with them, honestly... but... I'm not sure if I could actually do it, could actually let him touch me, or fuck me."

"True... there's no easy way to answer that question. It's definitely something to think about. Just be really careful. I'd hate to think what your mother would do if she found out."

She laughed, and said, "I think she'd totally flip out, or something..."

"When you caught him playing with your underwear, what was he doing?"

"He had gotten them out of my dirty clothes basket in the laundry room, and was smelling them and jerking off with them."

"Did he know you were watching?"

"No, I don't think so."

"Was he saying anything, or just playing with them?"

"He was sniffing them, and then putting them around his dick as he stroked himself."

"Did you see him come, at all?"

"Oh yeah. He bunched them up and put them on the end of his dick, and came into them."

"What did you do?"

"I waited a while before going back, and then threw them right into the washing machine."

"Did you see the come?"

"Oh yeah... there was a lot."

"How did you feel about the whole thing? I mean, were you grossed out, at all, or...?"

"No, not really... it was just kind of surprising, that's all."

"Well, it sounds like he might be interested... just be really careful about whatever you decide to do. If you think you might be interested in going further with him, you could always give him a test or two, to see how he reacts."

"Like what?"

"Like, leave a pair of your worn panties on top of your dirty clothes basket, for him to find. Or maybe leave the door open a crack to the bathroom, or your bedroom. See if you can catch him peeking in. Or maybe you can just talk to him about it. He seems like a pretty mature young man to me, but I've only talked with him once."

"You might be right... I wonder if I could just talk to him about it. See what he thinks. Whatever I decide to do, it has to be fast. I go back to college in two weeks, but he has to leave at the end of next week for freshman indoctrination."

"You guys aren't going to the same college?"

"No, we'll be three or four hours apart, I think, depending on how you drive. He's just like me – ready to get out of the house and be out from under all the rules our mom sets on us."

We both laughed, and I said, "Well, I envy you... college was one of the best times of my life, so I hope you enjoy your freedom while you have it."

As we were lying there, the phone rang. I reached over and picked up the handset off of the bedside stand and answered it. It was Doug, calling to apologize for not meeting me at the house earlier, and wondering if he could come over and spend the evening with me. I told him he could, and asked if he wanted to come for dinner. He said he did, and would come over about 6 pm.

I hung up the phone and looked at Melissa. She asked, "Was that one of your brothers?"

"Yep... that was Doug. He's coming over for dinner, and I think he's planning on staying the night."

"Oh wow, Mrs. Woods... that is so kinky... so you guys are going to have more sex?"

"I think so... I've told him the same thing I told Jeff – when Greg gets back tomorrow, it all ends. And so I think he wants to be with me one last time, just like Jeff was last night. And I can't tell him no."

"Wow... that is so hot... I wish I could be a fly on the wall. I'd love to watch."

I looked at her and had a quick debate in my head. Should I try to figure out some way to sneak her into the house?

I said, "Do you really want to?"

"Of course! Are you kidding me?"

"No... I'm just wondering... would you be able to sneak over, later tonight? You'd have to be absolutely silent, but I could leave the gate on the side of the house open, and you could come in through the side door in the garage."

"No way, seriously? I mean, I would love that, but I don't want to impose."

"You wouldn't be imposing. It would be really kinky for me to know you were watching. But you couldn't make a noise."

"No problem. I'm good at sneaking into the house after my curfew, anyway. My mom is a heavy sleeper."

"Would you be able to come over about midnight?"

"Definitely. Where do you want me to hide?"

"Well, it's supposed to be a warm, clear evening, so I think I'm going to suggest to Doug that we put some cushions and blankets down on the patio and enjoy ourselves out there. The best place for you would be in the living room. Wait in the laundry room until you hear us go outside. Does that sound ok?"

"Sounds great! Thank you for letting me come over!"

"My pleasure! I'll leave the sliding glass door from the living room open – you should be able to hear and see just about everything."

"Oh, Mrs. Woods, this is awesome, thank you. I can't wait. This is going to be so incredibly kinky."

"I know... I think we'll all enjoy it, but for different reasons."

We got out of bed and got dressed, and kissed several more times before she went home. I spent the rest of the afternoon with Brayden, trying my best to extinguish the voice in the back of my head that was throwing accusations and guilt trips my way. Instead I tried to focus on what lay ahead for that evening, which was relatively effective at shutting up the voice – but was equally effective at heightening my arousal. I found myself counting down the minutes until Doug showed up.

When Brayden went down for his afternoon nap, I took a shower and got my body ready for Doug to enjoy. It took me a while to pick out an outfit, and for some reason I was feeling romantic, so I dug out the slinky red satin dress I kept in the back of my closet and tried it on. It had had spaghetti straps and came down to mid-thigh, accentuating my curvy hips. Unfortunately it did nothing for my pathetic cleavage, but I knew that Doug wasn't too focused on that part of my body. The dress, coupled with the red satin thong I had in my drawer, completed the outfit. I couldn't wait to put it on.

I got dinner started – a light salad followed up by some pasta and a bottle of red wine, and decided to go all out and set the dining room table with candles. Playing with Brayden after his nap helped to distract me from the war of thoughts going on in my head. I had him fed and happy with his toys by 5:45pm, which gave me just enough time to get changed, put on makeup, and do one last touch-up to my hair. Dinner was ready and the candles were lit. All that was missing was my lover – my brother.

Doug promptly showed up at 6, and couldn't take his eyes off of me. He was truly speechless, and when he finally found his tongue he used it first to flood me with complements about how great I looked, and then used it to get me even more aroused by kissing me deeply in the dining room several times. We finally broke apart and sat down to dinner.

I had to admit it was incredibly romantic, and for some reason, also incredibly erotic. We made small talk while we ate and drank, but it was clear that both of us were thoroughly in the mood and ready for the fun to begin. I cleared the plates from the table and went and checked on Brayden, and then came back into the living room and asked Doug if he was ready for dessert.

"You know what I want for dessert."

I smiled coyly, and said, "I do? What?"

He smiled back at me, and then pushed his chair back and reached out and took me by the hips, pulling me in front of him. I put my hands on his shoulders while his hands roved up and down my legs, first over the dress, and then under it. He found the waistband of the thong and slowly pulled down on it. I spread my legs slightly to allow the thong to slide off, and then stepped out of it as he slid it past my ankles. He set it on the table, and then pushed me up against the table. I sat up on the edge of the table and put my hands behind me, leaning back as he pushed up my dress. I spread my legs for him as he scooted his chair forward and leaned in to lick and suck my pussy. I was trembling slightly and could tell I was dripping wet, but he took his time making his way to my clit, which was agonizingly erotic.