M Kress - Sister_s secret craving

Cindy Whitehall, sighed. She was tired and the day had been a mess. Nothing at the studio went right. She shook some of her long, blonde hair from her oval face and smiled as she put the key in the front door lock. It was good to be home. Her twenty-four-year-old body was relaxing already. She'd have a stiff drink and then hit the sack. God, but she felt horny for some reason. Probably from watching all the models in her studio dressing rooms changing clothes all day long. Their naked, slim bodies, usually tanned and brown, always met with her approval. Her own figure was too full to be a successful model. Her hips flared too wide, and her breasts were too large. She smiled at the thought. She'd never had any complaints from any of the lovers she'd had.

She opened the ornate door to her large home and threw her coat on the nearby chair. She flicked on the living room light and gasped. There before her eyes was her eighteen-year-old brother Jimmy, naked and in the arms of the upstairs maid, Juanita Gonzales.

"What's going on here?" Cindy screamed.

Jimmy jerked his blond head, bringing his lips from the Mexican girl's tits. "Sis! You weren't supposed to be home until after midnight!" he managed to get out.

Cindy merely stood there as Juanita scrambled for her bra and blouse. She was only nude from the waist up. She had hoped to make it with the younger Whitehall and assure herself a long job, and one where she wouldn't have to work so hard. She didn't particularly like sex, but it had made life easier on all the other jobs she had held.

"I think you'd better go home, Juanita," Cindy said in a cold voice. "And don't bother to come back." She didn't want a maid that was a slut in her house. She'd had warnings about Juanita from other neighbors, but she'd dismissed them, since she hadn't thought her younger brother was capable of being interested in girls.

She cringed when she thought about the promise she'd made their mother when she'd died three years ago. She'd told her that she would take care of Jimmy, even though she was not sure what her brother was like. And the three years had whizzed by. She had finally broken into the dress designing world, and was making headlines in the industry with her vivid and yet simple patterns. She had wanted to make sure Jimmy was well cared for, and she had provided the house with maids. She wasn't about to do the housework herself. She had more important things to do.

She stared at the naked form of her brother, still sitting on the couch with his cock jutting out from his loins like a rocket ready to take off. The sight of him messing around with that slut, fondling and sucking the Mexican girl's breasts, had made her angry. He was too good for the likes of her, and she had to do something to make sure he never did it again. She stood there, still not moving as Juanita finally got all her clothing on and rushed out of the door.

Cindy wondered why Jimmy made no move to cover his nakedness, or hide the jutting pole of flesh rubbing against his lean, tail belly. She realized with a stab of insight that she didn't know her younger brother well at all. He was almost a stranger to her. She had been so busy trying to make it in the industry, that she had not given her attention to her brother.

She noted with a half-smile that her younger brother's cock was man-sized. It was thick and hard, and he obviously was still very excited about what had been happening to him before she had opened the door.

Jimmy stared at the sight of his sister trembling with anger, outlined by the door frame. He was scared. What was she going to do? He had forgotten completely about his nakedness.

Cindy didn't know what she was going to do, but she had to do something. She walked slowly across the room, and faced her brother sitting on the couch. He lowered his head, afraid to meet her eyes.

"I'm glad Mother isn't alive to see this!" she shouted. "Just look at you!"

"But, Sis…" Jimmy tried to explain.

"Get up!" she screamed.

Jimmy had never seen his sister so angry before. He shot to his feet, standing in the middle of the living room in all his naked glory. His body was tanned and strong, and very lean. His blue eyes were filled with fear, though his cock was still stiff as a board.

Cindy was determined now. She would teach her brother not to mess around with sluts. And how many had he messed around with? The thought blackened her mind. She noted his body was covered with sweat, and Cindy was wearing her best dress. She didn't want to ruin her $600 dress on her stupid brother's sweat.

She reached around behind her neck and undid the zipper, and in two quick, deft moves, the dress slid to the floor. She wore only a thin, apricot bra and apricot bikini panties underneath the dress. Her figure drew Jimmy's excited gaze. Her full, pendulous breasts, and thick thatch of golden cunt hair, clearly visible through the thin material, made sure his throbbing prick wasn't about to go soft.

"What are you going…" Jimmy began.

Cindy sat down on the couch and glared up at her brother, hardly aware of her own semi-nudity. She was determined and forceful when she had to be, and in her business, that was most of the time. "I'm going to give you the spanking of your life!"

"Wha-what?" Jimmy asked, not believing his ears.

"Get across my lap!" Cindy ordered.

Jimmy shakily did as he was told. The feel of his sister's naked thighs on his cock made it throb even more. But he knew that his sister was a strong woman, and one that could make his ass black and blue for weeks. He had seen her carrying heavy boxes and satchels of designs and things around the house. He was really frightened.

"Please, Sis, don't do it!" Jimmy pleaded.

"You struggle any more, and you'll really get it!" Cindy warned as she held her brother's asscheeks in one hand. The other was pressed against the small of his back. The smooth, taut flesh of his buttocks was enough to bring home the feeling of hominess she had felt earlier. Her nipples were hard and stiff and tender, and the crotch of her panties was wet.

She thought about it for a moment, wondering what she should do with her brother. If she spanked him, it might not do him any good, but she had seen him sucking eagerly on Juanita's tits, drawing those small, soft, rounded mounds of flesh into his mouth. It had been obvious that James was getting up in years.

And how many girls had he done it to already? She thought about it, and was surprised that none of the fathers of the girls in Jimmy's school hadn't called her up already to demand something be done about their pregnant daughters!

"Please, Sis, I'll do anything," Jimmy pleaded. He couldn't afford to get himself hurt now. There was too much he had to do, too many hours of training that would be wasted.

Cindy heard the pleas from her brother, and her hands wandered on across the soft mounds of his ass. She wondered what it would feel like to have him stuff it to her? She hadn't had a man in over six months, ever since her last lover had packed his bags and left. She hadn't really liked him, but he had had a big cock.

"Alright," Cindy breathed with anticipation. She released her hold on her brother's body.

Jimmy slowly levered himself off his sister's tender thighs. His prick was still as hard as a brick, and there was a dull ache at the base of his shaft, and in his balls. He suddenly realized that his sister was staring at his spear of flesh, and he blushed slightly.

"It's a little late for modesty, don't you think?"

Cindy asked. She reached behind her back in one quick move, and her bra fell to her lap, letting her big tits spring free. The dark, stiff tips were a stark contrast to the rest of the creamy-white flesh of her breasts.