Paul Gable: Mom comes again!

"Your brother's really hot!" Tina whispered when Kathy broke for a drink at the punch bowl.

"Oh! You've put something in here!" Kathy exclaimed, drawing back from the glass and eyeing her friend.

"My mother won't know." Tina said, guessing her friend's next remark. "She's busy in the kitchen."

"Who is she?" Kathy asked Tina, hardly able to keep the emotion from her voice.

"I think she's his cousin, or something," Tina said.

"Cousin?"

Kathy couldn't believe it. She stared at them, catching Gary's eye in a second and watching his face flush red. He left the girl with some guys for a moment and strolled over to the punch bowl. Kathy wanted to push his face in it.

"Who is she?" she asked, a slight quiver betraying her feelings.

"Ronette, my cousin! My mom asked me to take her out tonight! She's visiting from Seattle!"

"She's drunk," Kathy said dryly. "And I saw you feeling her up and down."

Gary looked at his feet, then grinned, straightening his back.

"Well, she and I kinda do things, you know? She's not so careful, like you."

Kathy could have slapped him. Instead, she let her cup tip over, spilling the sticky red punch all over his new white tennis shoes. Gary said something, backing away as Kathy finished staining his shoes and pants. Then, filling up her cup, she turned and searched for Brian.

"If you don't go too crazy, there's some liquor upstairs," Brian said.

"What do you mean?"

"You look a little down. I saw a bottle being passed around, then some of the kids…"

"Let's go," Kathy said, looking back at Gary and Ronette.

She was so angry she could have cried. The disappointment made her curt itch. She followed Brian, who took her hand, pulling her up the stairs just as Tina's mom came in with yet another plateful of sandwiches.

"It's dark here!" Kathy whispered.

She wondered why Brian's hand felt so hot, so electric. She wondered if she was high on liquor. Kathy had never really drunk much, except for a little wine on Thanksgiving and Christmas for celebrating. She couldn't see anyone, and she wondered if Brian was playing a joke on her. When he pushed her into a room. There were about ten people there, and the sound of liquor bottles bumping against one another filled the room.

"Hey, Kathy, come on in! Close the door!" She nodded, finding a bottle of booze being pushed in her face.

"It's Scotch! Strong stuff!" Brian whispered in her ear, his tongue touching her lobe.

Kathy giggled at the fooling, shrugging and uncapping the bottle. Someone handed her a paper cup. Pouring she could smell the strong scent of the liquor and hoped it would burn out the memory of Gary and his slut cousin feeling one another up.

"Oh!" Kathy gasped.

It was strong, but it felt good, melting all the little thoughts of Gary that were starting to choke her. Brian was watching her closely as she took yet another drink, giggling in between. After the third, Kathy felt the room starting to spin around her. Some of the couples on either side of her were starting to do things, interesting things, things Kathy had hoped she and Gary would have been doing by then. Kathy felt another wave of sadness creep over her, so she started to have a fourth swig.

"You've had enough!"

"Oh, Brian, don't be such a downer!"

He took her from the room by her right hand. She barely had enough time to hand off the battle to another girl before she was pulled through the doorway, down the hall, then pushed into another room.

At first, Kathy thought Brian had shoved her into a bathroom. Then, pushing her hair from her eyes, she saw it was another bedroom, a single lamp barely illuminating the area.

"What?" Kathy hardly had time to pronounce the word.

Brian pushed her playfully back onto the bed. Losing her balance, Kathy toppled backward, her hair splashing into her face. She was starting to get up when she kit her brother unbuckling her sandals.

"Brian, what are you doing?" she asked.

It was unreal. Brian was pushing her back onto the bed, sucking her toes. She couldn't smother her shrill, breathy, crazy cry at his touch. He was sucking two toes now, lapping them wetly with his tongue while stroking his hands up and down her curved thighs. Weakly, she tried to kick him away. He was her brother, but he was making her feel some interesting sensations that made her cunt buckle.

Brian grabbed both of her feet and started kissing up the back of her right thigh. Kathy started to lie back on the bed, her chest rising and falling heavily as she felt the slick, subtle touch of his mouth and tongue against her body. It was enough to drive her mad. Brian was taking his time, going slow, making sure she felt everything he was doing to her.

"Oh!" Kathy gasped.

Suddenly she was on her belly. She didn't know she had gotten there. The Scotch was making her feel things and do things that weren't quite normal. And it was her own brother touching her, making her feel so good. Kathy nearly died of shame when she thought of that. She had to get up and get out of bed! "No, Brian, no!"

She was beating at him, but the Scotch had sorely ruined her cum. She felt his hands crawling up her legs, his fingers curling around her panties. Kathy gasped as the sheer nylon skinned down over her plump asscheeks. She made a quick lunge, trying to catch her brother's wrists. But the silken tangle slipped on down her thighs, over her knees, and over her ankles. AU sorts of weird thoughts flushed through her mind as Kathy tried to get a grip on the situation.

"Oh, Brian, don't! I mean, this is-is awful! Please, if mother…"

"Fuck mother!"

"Brian!"

Her brother had gotten out of control. Something was wrong with him. His hot hands pawed her thighs, her ass, her belly, searching for her pussy, her shitter. But there was something about Brian that kept her cowering on the bed, shivering hotly under her brother's caresses.

"Oh yeah, Sis, you're real hot, wantin' me all over you."

"No! That's not true!" Kathy cried, her eyes nervously focused on the door.

Oh God, what would happen if Tina, her mom, or some of the others were to come in? Had Brian locked the door? A million questions whirled around and around in her mind as she thought about the others and what they would think if they saw her rolling around half-naked in bed with her own brother.

She felt his mustached face moving with one giant tickle along the backs of her thighs, inching up toward her cunt and whole. His fingers were digging into her asscheeks, spreading thorn apart while his slippery tongue lapped along the groove separating them. Instinctively, Kathy jerked her ass up, tensing her thighs and legs while feeling an itchy, concentrated fire licking at her budding clit.

Kathy turned her head to one side, pressing her flushed check against the white pillowcase as she wagged her ass from left to right. It felt good, wonderfully good. Kathy blushed to think about the feelings coursing through her, burning through her veins, making her cunt wink shut with excitement. As if to answer her pleas, Brian slipped one hand down under her pussy, stroking her curly blonde cunt hairs, then bringing his forefinger up and crooking it before touching the tip of her clit.

Kathy groaned, her knees shooting apart her ass bobbing more frenziedly while her muscles tightened until they cramped. To soothe her, Brian licked his tongue down her asscrack, bringing it back up and barely touching her wrinkled asshole.

Kathy couldn't believe the sensations. Her shiner winked shut against his wet feathery touch while her cunt fired up hotter and hotter. Brian was stroking with his forefinger up and down, lightly touching her swollen cuntlips teasing them, then drawing his finger away until he had his sister bunching down as if she would die if he didn't fuck her with it.