Sally’s Summer Thrill

"Almost every day. She's fun. We don't ever do anything except watch TV, talk about boys, and play with our phones."

"Uh-huh," Mom said with a tiny smile that seemed to mean more. "It's okay to experiment with a girlfriend. I remember being in college, too."

"Oh-my-God!" Sally shrieked, unsure what surprised her more. Was it that her Mom thought Karen was more than a friend or that her Mom had once fooled around with another woman.

"I'm only saying that because it's been a long time since you've had a boyfriend. Whatever happened with Gregory?"

"He only wanted one thing."

"That's how it is with most men," Mom sighed. "If you want to be happy, find a guy who wants to do more than just fuck. There's a lot more to sex than just that."

"Wow," Sally said, blushing because of her Mom.

"Don't be such a prude, Sally. You're always blushing anytime someone mentions sex. It's okay to have fun with yourself and your friends, even if it doesn't mean anything."

"What did you do to my real Mom?" she joked, unsure if she should feel good about her Mom's candor or put off by it.

"Your real Mom was once young, too," Mom said before carrying her empty wine glass to the kitchen. Sally saw how Mom was walking very carefully and realized she might be a bit drunk. At least that explained her odd words of advice. It also meant she would probably pass out as soon as she went upstairs.

Sitting alone, Sally wondered if she should let Scott know Mom had gone to bed. Would he take that the wrong way? Maybe she wanted him to take it the wrong way? Instead, she worked her way through multiple social accounts, liking pictures and resharing funny things others were posting. It wasn't even eleven o'clock when she received a text from Karen. It was a picture of Kent, naked, hard, and smiling.

Fuck, he's hot! she wrote back. A moment later, another picture arrived. It was a selfie being taken by Kent that showed Karen standing behind him with her arms wrapped around him. Karen looked naked as naked as her brother but the most exciting part was the placement of Karen's hands. She held one across his chest and held his hard cock with her other hand!

A few seconds later, Karen wrote, See you tomorrow!

Sally texted her brother. Mom went to bed drunk. I'm all alone downstairs. She switched the TV to Cinemax's offering of late night soft porn.

Be right down! Scott wrote back.

On a whim, Sally fished inside her t-shirt, pulled off her bra and put it in the laundry room. She rushed back to the couch, tucked her legs beneath her, and tried to look as casual as possible as Scott skipped downstairs.

"Have fun with Karen?" he asked, flashing her a big smile.

"Have fun jerking off at work?" she shot back noticing a lot of movement inside his loose fitting workout shorts. Was he even wearing underwear?

"I didn't jerk off," he said, automatically flopping down on his end of the couch and glancing at the TV. "I just wanted to give you two a thrill. Did it work?"

"Oh yeah," she gushed, laying it on thick. "As soon as we saw that pic, we started eating each other's pussies, then I ate her ass until she came."

"You are so lying," he said, staring at her as if he had to be sure. "For the record, I'd eat your ass."

"You like doing that?"

"I like doing lots of things," he said, already looking a bit bothered. He put one foot on the couch, bending his knee and hiding his crotch behind his thigh. "You ever let a guy do that to you?"

"I might have had a finger explore back there," she admitted, knowing it was useless lying to him.

"The Shocker?" he asked, laughing as he held up his hand with two fingers held close together while he held down his ring finger and kept his pinky finger extended. "I love doing that."

Sally rolled her eyes, but she giggled, too. Scott could be over-the-top, but at least he was honest and she liked that. "Ever let a girl do that to you?"

"Ever do it to one of your boyfriends?" he asked, avoiding her question.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" she asked, glad he was distracted by naked bodies on the TV and not studying her face for truth.

"Do you have anymore pictures of Karen?"

"None that you want to see," she smirked. "Unless you want to see her brother, too."

"You have a pic of them together?" he asked, genuinely curious. "That's something I really want to see."

"No you don't," she said, passing over her phone with the pic that showed more of Kent than Karen. If it bothered him seeing another dude naked and hard, it didn't show on his face.

"She's naked, too," he noted, making the same observation as Sally. "See her hip? There's no way she's wearing anything. How much do they do together?"

"We've done more," Sally said, surprised she didn't feel embarrassed admitting that. "Though I think that's changing tonight."

"Did she say what they were going to do?"

"Not exactly, but she got really excited hearing about what we did. She thinks it's more exciting because we're related."

"How much did you tell her? Everything?" he asked. Sally nodded. "Including the part where you licked your palm?" Sally felt a blush appearing as she nodded again. "Did that freak her out?" he asked, ignoring her reddening face.

"No. Karen said she likes to swallow."

"Fuck," Scott groaned, clearly rubbing himself behind his leg. "What about you? Does it bother you that I'm your brother?"

"It makes it really wrong, but that's part of what makes it exciting, because I don't know how far we'll go."

"What if I said you could do anything you want to me?"

"If you mean that, then get naked," Sally pressed.

"Are you going to get naked, too?" he asked, eyeing her chest. It wasn't the first time his eyes had fallen on her chest, but he never stared. She appreciated his discretion and control.

"You first," she said as he pulled off his t-shirt and tossing it on the floor. She admired her brother's hard cock as he stood and pulled off his shorts. When he sat down on the couch, he sat closer to her.

"It's okay if you want to touch me," he said in a soft tone, inviting her to do it without being a jerk.

"Does it feel funny being naked in front of me?"

"Not really, because I'm hard and hoping something more might happen."

"What about knowing Mom is upstairs?"

"If she's drunk, she's passed out. You know how soundly she sleeps."

"She could still catch us," Sally pointed out, noticing how Scott's cock throbbed at the suggestion. "That doesn't bother you?"

"Maybe," he said, caressing his cock as his eyes fell back to her chest. "Why do you always wear a bra?"

"Because Mom once told me that guys always notice when girls don't wear one."

"She's right," he said, still staring as he touched himself. "You have great tits."

"So romantic," Sally giggled, arching her back a bit so he could get a better view of them.

"Fuck romance. I'm not naked because I want you to fall in love with me."

"Then why are you?"

"Because it's kinky and fun," he shrugged. "Being a little wrong feels really good."

"I think we're being more than a little wrong."

"And that's makes it feel even better," he said, squirming and thrusting his hips as if he was fucking. "If you want to get naked too, I promise I won't do anything you don't want me to do."

"Maybe I'm afraid of what I'll want you to do," she said, deciding that if she could be naked in front of Karen, she could be naked in front of Scott, too. It wasn't a perfect comparison, but close enough. She pulled off her shirt, baring her breasts to him and blushing.

"Keep going," he softly urged, pulling on his cock.

Sally thought about Karen's picture, how Karen had been naked with her brother before she did the same thing.

"How's it feel?" he asked her.

"Really wrong," she said, struggling to ignore how hard her nipples felt. "You're not supposed to see me naked."

"And you're not supposed to see me hard."

They sat side-by-side on the couch and stared at each other's nudity.

"Do you like seeing Karen naked?"

"We're not gay," she said, trying to cut him off before he asked too many questions.

"That's not what I asked," he said, staring into her eyes for a moment before grinning. "Now that's really hot."

"Shut up," she said, unable to stop the blush that verified what he had already guessed. "Karen said she might blow her brother tonight."

"Oh wow," Scott said, squirming again. "And I thought we were being freaky just doing this."

"I think she has it bad for her brother."

"I've got it bad for my sister," he mumbled, offering her an uncertain smile as he looked at her naked body. "You're so fucking hot. Remember last year when you bought that thong bikini Dad made you return?" She nodded, remembering the argument, too. "You looked so hot in that bikini."

Sally grinned as she put together what he was saying. "Did you jerk off to me?"

"Maybe," he admitted, unable to look her in the eye.

As he pulled on his hard cock, Sally saw how excited he was. She saw how its head had turned dark red. "You have a beautiful cock," she said, sliding her hand into his lap. She caressed his shaft, enjoy how hot and hard he felt.

"It's all yours if you want it."

"Don't say that," she whispered, afraid of what she might do with that open of an invitation.

"I'm serious," he said, wiggling beneath her hand. "You can do anything you want to me. I promise, I won't ever tell."

"Can I tell Karen?"

"Why not? You already tell her everything, don't you?" he asked.

Sally nodded, that was very true. "We don't ever lie to each other."

"So that means she's really sucking off her brother tonight?"

"I won't know for sure until tomorrow when I see her. But if she said she did it, I'll believe her."

"You know I don't ever lie to you, right?"

"For real?" she asked, wondering how she could ever tell. Unlike him, she didn't have the ability to tell when he was lying.

"Not ever," he insisted. "I don't want us to ever lie to each other."

Still stroking his hard cock, Sally considered his words. Maybe the reason she could never catch him in a lie was because he had never lied to her. Could that be true? "So I can ask you anything and you promise to tell me the truth?"

"I always do."

Sally tried to think of something good to ask him. She thought about the former friend Scott had dated for a couple months. "Did Kathy ever go down on you and does she swallow?"

"Kathy gives the worst blowjobs ever and I never had the chance to find out if she swallows because she could never get me off that way."

"Is that why you broke up with her?"

"Technically, she broke up with me because I wasn't faithful."

"Did the two of you go all the way?"

"All the time," he said with a big grin. "She was good at that. She took it up the butt, too."

"You are so lying!" Sally said. There was no way prim and proper little Kathy took it up the butt.

"She loved it up the ass," Scott insisted. "She told me that was how she first did it because she wanted to stay a virgin until she was married. I guess she got over that part, because we fucked normally, too. A lot. But she was so bad at giving head. I mean, really bad."

"Is that why you cheated on her?"

"Not really. I don't cheat because I won't ever promise to be faithful in the first place. I don't want to get serious with a girl, not now. She didn't like that and we broke up."

"Did you like fucking her ass?"

"Mm, I wish I could find another girl who likes that," he groaned and his cock throbbed in her hand. "She really liked playing with my butt, too. I think she has a thing for assplay."

"What did she do to your butt?"

Scott looked uncomfortable admitting it. "Everything. She'd eat my ass and finger it."

"Did you like that?"

"It was hot," he said with a noncommittal shrug. "It wasn't enough to keep me going out with her."

Stroking her brother's cock, Sally tried imaging fitting his big prick up her butt and couldn't. Instead, she tried to think of something else to ask him. "Have you ever tasted your own cum?"

"Yes," he said in very soft voice.

"More than once?"

"I don't want to talk about it," he said, squirming for a different reason than because he was excited.

"Tell me," she insisted, putting him on the spot.

"Remember Cindy?" he asked, citing one of his first real girlfriends. "She used to do this to me." He gestured at what Sally was doing to him. "And when I came, she'd feed it to me. She thought it was funny."

"Did you like it?"

"I liked her," he hedged, which wasn't really a lie, more a deflection.

"When I see Karen tomorrow, I'm going to tell her I went down on you."

"I thought you said you didn't lie to her?"

"I don't," Sally said, leaning over and drawing her brother's excited cock between her lips. He groaned as soon as her lips touched him and so did she. Seeing him so excited was too much of a temptation for her, but it was more than that. His honesty had turned her on, too. It didn't matter how wrong it was for her to suck off her brother, he deserved it and she wanted to do it.

"That feels so good," he softly moaned as she bobbed her head up and down. "You are so good at that." Sally's heart soared because she knew he wasn't just saying that, he meant it. "I'm not going to last."

"Don't hold back," she whispered between mouthfuls of his cock. She cupped his balls, eased her mouth up and down his shaft, and teased him with her tongue. The combination worked. Moaning louder, his entire body went rigid for a moment before his release began and then Scott erupted inside her mouth. His hot, creamy semen splashed deep in her throat as she swallowed to make room for the rest of it. She felt his cock pulsating inside her mouth and his balls pumped wave after wave of tasty, salty cum inside her mouth and she loved every moment of it.

"Fuck you're good at that," he sighed, giving her a very contented looking smile.

"Should I kiss you know?"

"Kissing might feel strange."

"Yeah," Sally agreed, turned on more than ever. "But maybe there are some other parts of me you might want to kiss?" She leaned back on the couch and parted her legs for him.

Scott instantly dropped to his knees in front of her, kneeling between her legs and starting with her nipples. With an eager tongue, he bathed both of her nipples while moaning his appreciation. Then he made a trail of kisses down the middle of her torso, skipping over her pussy and teasing her with more kisses on the inside of each thigh before looking up at her. "I happen to love doing this," he said before pressing his mouth against her pussy and proving it.

Scott zeroed in directly on her clit with his tongue in a way Sally had never before experienced. He pushed her smooth pussy lips apart and buried his nose against the dark, thin landing strip of pubic hair she maintained. His tongue caressed her clit alternately in circles, up and down, and then side-to-side. Sally couldn't help herself. She clamped her thighs around his head and groaned. "Don't stop!"

Scott didn't, not even after she arched her back and came against his face. Her thighs quivered with her thrill as she gasped for lungfuls of air. Remarkably, Scott didn't slow down. Instead, he reached up and gently caressed one of her nipples, sending her soaring to new heights. She felt him moaning and relaxed her legs, opening her knees farther so he could work his magic.

Scott snaked a finger beneath his chin and caressed the opening of her pussy. Sally gasped again as she realized what he was going to do. Slowly, he eased his finger inside of her while she squirmed. Feeling her brother's tongue against her pussy had felt good, but feeling his probing finger fucking her pussy felt even more intimate. His finger felt so good and she bit her bottom lip trying to hold back another moan as she came again.

"Can I keep going?" he asked with the lower half of his face glistening from what he had been doing.

"I don't know how much more I can take," she sighed, feeling on pins and needles.

"Let's find out," he said, lowering his head again and teasing her clit by caressing it for a moment before caressing around it. His skill her he wasn't being inaccurate, he was doing it purposefully. It felt so different having a skilled and talented person between her legs. Sally had always enjoyed it when a boyfriend went down on her, but it was often a frustrating experience as they licked everywhere except where she had needed it most. Her brother didn't have that problem.

She eased lower on the couch, offering herself completely to him as he licked and lapped at her. He added a second finger to her pussy, filling her in the most delicious of ways. She seldom used her fingers inside her pussy when she played with herself and had nearly forgotten how good it felt to be filled.

Scott zeroed back in on her clit. He had figured out that she liked it best up and down and side-to-side. As he drew her closer to another amazing orgasm, that's when she felt it. He slipped his pinky finger inside her ass precisely as she began coming again. Sally clamped a hand over her mouth and screamed against it with her release.

"You dick," she gasped when he finally pulled away. "You gave me The Shocker."

"It's my signature move," he said, still kneeling between her legs and admiring her body. He caressed her thighs and stomach. "You are so beautiful."

"Cut it out," she said because it felt funny having her brother staring at her like that. "Are you hard again?"

"So hard," he said, pulling away so she could see.

"Trade places with me," she suggested, moving to the floor while he sat on the couch. She used one hand on his balls while caressing his swollen prick. "You teased me so much." She licked his cock. "I can't believe you got me off three times in a row."

"I wasn't sure if you could do it. Some girls can't."

"Their loss," she giggled, rubbing his cockhead against one of her nipples. She bent over and sucked on his balls, rolling one around in her mouth before swapping it out for the other. She felt his cock throb when she did that. "Oh, so you like that?"

"So much," he moaned, staring at her with true affection in his eyes. "You look pretty with my cock against her face."

"Always the romantic," she teased, sucking on him a few times before rubbing his cock across her face while she looked up at him. "Do you want to cum inside your sister's mouth again?"

"Yes," he said as he cock throbbed insistently.

"Pervert," she giggled before getting serious about what she was doing. She took her time, making sure she enjoyed every part of what she was doing. She kept staring at him, enjoying how he watched her and how he looked as he got more and more excited. She studied his swollen cock, noticing how his veins bulged and his cockhead had turned dark red again. "You're close, aren't you?"

"So close," he moaned.

"Part of me just wants to watch you blast off."

"Anything you want," he said with a smile.

"Really?" she asked, popping a finger inside her mouth. Could he guess what she intended to do with her wet finger?

"Anything," he repeated, slouching down farther on the couch and hanging his ass off the edge.

"You are a nasty man, aren't you?" she said, wiggling her finger against his butt.

"So nasty," he agreed, throbbing so hard in her hand.

"So very nasty," she said, sticking her finger inside of him while sliding her hand up and down his cock until she felt his ass clenching around her finger as his cock erupted again. His white, creamy cumshot flew everywhere. It splattered across his stomach, his thighs, and on her chest while he squirmed and moaned louder than he should. Sally giggled with delight, poking her finger deeper and thrilling at his explosion.