Brian Laver - Horny for brother

Now Pat was rubbing two fingertips together, feeling the slippery gift of jism.

"Is that how you do it?" she asked. "Is that how you jerk off?"

"Yeah," Sammy admitted as he sat on the bed.

Pat took a tissue and wiped her hand. Then she took another and began swabbing Sammy's wet prick.

"Do you jerk off a lot?" Pat asked.

"Yeah," Sammy said. "Sort of a lot. I told you, sometimes I can't think of anything but fucking. Then I have to jerk off."

His prick had begun to shrink. But now, with his sister mopping up his jism with a tissue, it stiffened again.

"I think of faking a lot too," Pat said. "Then I have to jerk off too."

Sammy had never heard of a girl jerking off. It didn't make sense. Girls could get fucked whenever they wanted. Any boy would be willing to fuck just about any chick at any time. So why would a girl jerk off?

"You do?" Sammy said. "How?"

"I usually just rub my cunt until I come," she said. "But sometimes I stick something up my cunt."

Sammy never expected his sister to tell him things like this. But now their relationship was very different from what it had been before.

Maybe the fun isn't over, Sammy thought. After all, only he had come so far.

"Let me stick a finger in your cunt," Sammy said.

His heart began to beat fast as he waited for her reply. Actually, he had almost asked her to let him fuck her. But a kid couldn't fuck his own sister.

Pat looked at him with the same thoughtful expression she had used when he proposed that they show each other their loins.

"Go ahead," she said suddenly, and eagerly!

She lay back again. Her legs spread open wide. And Sammy found himself in exactly the position he had longed to be in when he'd peeked in her window and saw Polly staring into Pat's twat.

Pat's legs were open wider now than they were before. The interior of her cunt was on display. Every fold of flesh, and even her gaping tunnel, was exposed to Sammy's devouring gaze.

He slowly reached for his sister's cunt. And just as she had felt his prick, slowly, gently, then more vigorously, Sammy felt her twat.

At first be merely ran his fingers through the dark curls of pubic hair. He felt how her plump mound cushioned the slot that ran through it.

But before long, he had a finger in her gash. The first thing that struck him was how wet her snatch was. It was soaking with warm, slippery juice. His finger could slide around easily, without any friction at all.

He moved his fingertip over the long ridges of flesh that ran on either side of her pit. And when he touched the puckered area where those lips came together in front of her cunt cave, he noticed how his sister's body shook.

Sammy looked from her cunt to her fate, and back to her cunt. He loved watching his finger slide over the wiggling lips. But by looking at his sister's face, he could tell just what effect his touch was having on her.

When he reached into her deep cavern with his long middle finger, Pat's face contorted into a mask of pure sexual bliss. Her brow wrinkled, and her mouth opened.

"Oh-h-h-h," she moaned softly.

Sammy now had his finger up his sister's twat as far as he could get it. And it felt great. It was so hot and tender in that pit that he knew it would be heaven to have his prick buried in it.

Moving his finger around, exploring that cave, he made Pat writhe. Sammy had never imagined a girl reacting so wantonly to having her pussy fingered. But he, could see that it must feel at least as good as a guy jerking off.

"Ah-h-h-h-h-h," Pat cried in a tumult of passion.

She lifted her ass from the bed, then dropped it again. Her, back arched. She twisted around and threw her arms over her head.

While he finger fucked her, Sammy thought that it would be a good time to broaden his explorations. So he reached under Pat's jersey and clutched one of her tits.

With his finger up her snatch and a tit in his other hand, Sammy was getting too excited to know what he was doing.

His finger began stirring and pumping in Pat's twat. And he clutched her round tit tightly.

The girl went wild. Squeezing her tit seemed to increase her writhing, Sammy thought. The way she was moving on the bed now astonished the boy. "Ah-h-h-h-h! O-o-o-o-o!" Pat wailed. She began jerking her hips back and forth as though she was getting fucked. She jerked so hard that Sammy's finger slipped out. And when that happened, Pat froze and begged him to stick it back in.

"A-a-a-a-a-a!" she cried.

She must be coming, Sammy thought. Nothing else could explain her crazed behavior. But Sammy never even knew that a girl could come like this.

"M-m-m-m-m," Pat hummed as her body began to relax.

In another few seconds, she was still. Then she took her brother's hands from her cunt and tit. Before he knew it, his sister had her pants pulled up.

There didn't seem to be anything for him to do but pull up his pants too.

"Wow, that was great, huh?" Sammy said. "Really, Sammy. I don't know how I let you talk me into that," Pat said. "I don't even let my boyfriends do that to me. And you're my own brother!"

"So what?" Sammy said in surprise. "I mean, we didn't really fuck or anything. I thought it was great!"

"Well, we'll have to keep it a secret," Pat said. "And we can't ever do it again. I really don't know why I did it in the first place."

By the time Sammy left his sister, he was horny again. But he was also mad that she'd acted so cool afterwards. He knew why she had let him jerk her off – she was horny, as horny as he.

But now Sammy was just as horny as ever. With the memory of his sister's twat burning brightly in his mind, he decided to jerk off. Of course, it wouldn't be nearly as much fun as it had been to have her doing it for him. But when he noticed that his fingers smelled of his sister's cunt juice, that made jerking off by himself more exciting than usual.

Even though his sister had told him she would never let him finger fuck her again, or jerk him off, Sammy considered her a sex Goddess.

Every time he saw her, his prick got hard. The smell of her hair could almost make him come right in his pants.

So it wasn't surprising that he began going into her bedroom when she wasn't home. Just being in that room made him wildly horny. After all, it was there that he had gotten his first hand job and had fingered his first pussy.

Sammy would sit on the bed where he'd sat when he'd reached into his sister's cunt. He would try to remember every second of that fabulous experience.

Then he would pull out his prick. Thinking of his sister's gentle touch, he would jerk off.

Once, while prowling in her room, he found a pair of her underpants lying on the bed. The sight of that little garment thrilled him. They might be the very undies she was wearing when we jerked each other off! Sammy thought.

He picked them up. They could be the underpants Pat was wearing that wonderful evening! In any case, he found them to be very exciting.

It seemed strange to be excited by a pair of underpants. As Sammy held them in front of him, he began to understand his interest. After all, didn't these panties hug his sister's pussy and ass? And wouldn't he love to do just that?

He looked at the crotch of the panties and imagined his sister's twat in there.

Then he held the garment to his face. The odor of Pat's cunt hit him like a ten-pound hammer. The underpants began to seem like a sexual treasure to the sex-starved boy.

He whipped out his prick. Then he laid the panties over it.

The cool material draped across his hot prick gave him a kinky thrill.

Next, Sammy wrapped his cock with the undies. They were so smooth that they were the perfect thing to jerk off into, he knew. But then he had another idea.