Brian Laver - Horny for brother

"That was great!" Sammy said as he lifted his pants. "Thanks."

"You're welcome," Joyce said politely.

"Hey, do you ever like to get fucked?" Sammy asked as he buckled his belt. "If you do, maybe we could…"

"Come on! Give someone else a turn!" Joyce interrupted him.

Sammy had never dreamed a girl could be so eager to suck pricks. After an hour of cocksucking, she was still eager for more. How can she drink so much jism? he wondered.

Sammy staggered out of the bushes. The guys made the usual comments. But Sammy merely got on his bike and rode way.

He didn't want to lose the clarity of this experience in his memory. After all, he might not get another blowjob for a long time.

Now Sammy was more eager than ever to get fucked. Corning in his sister's hand and Joyce's mouth were great. But they seemed like mere previews to the upcoming main feature.

Somewhere there must be a girl willing to fuck me, Sammy thought.

All he had to do was find her!

He talked to Mel about the problem. "Well, none of the girls around here will let us fuck them," Mel said. "I must have tried them all. A feel here, a finger fuck there. But when it comes to fucking, forget it!"

"But there must be some girls somewhere that'll let us fuck them," Sammy said.

"I know a guy who fucks his own sister," Mel said. "Maybe she would fuck us too."

"He fucks his own sister?" Sammy asked.

"Yeah, pretty weird, huh?" Mel said. "But she's not bad. If she were my sister, I'd fuck her too. Hey, maybe we could fuck your sister!"

Sammy felt a pang of jealousy at Mel's suggestion. He knew he would fuck his own sister if she would let him. But now she wouldn't even give him another hand job. And if he couldn't get anything from her, he wasn't going to encourage Mel.

"Nah! My sister's a cold bitch," Sammy said.

"That's not what I've heard," Mel said.

Sammy asked Mel what he had heard. At first Mel was reluctant to tell him. But Sammy finally got it out of him.

"She's been fucking Don, the guy across the street from me," Mel said. "I've even seen her going into his house when his parents weren't home. Once I even heard her moaning like a cat in heat."

"Bullshit," Sammy said.

But he believed Mel's story. Why shouldn't he? Sammy was stricken with horny jealousy. And he thought the best way to get over it was to get fucked. So be told Mel that they should look up his friend with the incestuous sister.

"I'll call him up," Mel said.

They went to Mel's house to use the phone. Sammy was praying to his guardian angel. If only he could get his prick into a girl's cunt, he would be forever grateful!

"Hi, Bill," Mel said into the phone. "A friend of mine and me were wondering, uh, would it be possible to… I mean, do you think Silvia would, uh, fuck us?"

It seemed strange to ask a guy if his sister would fuck a few guys, Sammy thought. But then it was pretty strange anyhow to find that this kid, Bill, was fucking his own sister.

"She will?" Mel cried happily. "What? Ten dollars each?"

Mel's face fell. But Sammy was excited. He had money in his piggy bank. He would pay if he had to, even if he had to pay a brother for his sister!

"I've got money," Sammy whispered to Mel. "Let's do it."

Mel told Bill they would pay. When Mel hung up, both boys were so excited they were almost jumping up and down with joy.

"I don't think I've got ten bucks, though," Mel said as his enthusiasm died.

But Sammy said he would lend him the money he needed. After all, Mel had engineered the plan – the least Sammy could do was finance it. Besides, he'd sell his soul to get fucked.

After raiding Sammy's piggy bank, the boys found themselves on a bus heading for the other side of town.

When they got off, they were in the shabbiest neighborhood Sammy had ever seen. But that only made the whole thing seem even more exciting. It was to be a real adventure.

They found the house and knocked.

"Hi, Bill," Mel said. "This is Sammy. Is your sister here?"

"Sure, she's here," Bill said. "She's waiting for you."

They went into the living room. There, a willowy, black-haired girl sat, dressed only in a slip.

"This is Silvia," Bill said to the guys.

Silvia was sitting on an old over-stuffed chair. She had one leg thrown over an arm of the chair.

Both boys were speechless as they looked at her. The top of her slip hung loosely around her ample tits. Most of one jug was exposed, with only the fat nipple hidden.

With her leg over an arm of the chair, Silvia's lush thighs showed. Sammy thought that if he was standing ten feet to the right, he might be able to see right up into her crotch. But that was a silly thought, he realized. After all, he was going to fuck this chick! He didn't have to settle for cheap peeks.

"Who's first?" Silvia asked in a bored voice.

Sammy and Mel looked at each other. They were both eager, but there was no use fighting over it. Sammy suggested that they flip a coin. He lost.

He didn't mind sloppy seconds. The thought of having to wait another minute for the fucking he'd longed for for years seemed horrible. But there was nothing to do but be patient.

Silvia stood. She was taller than either boy. Her big tits shook slightly as she walked over to Mel. Her shimmering slip seemed to flow like water over her body.

"Let's go, honey," Silvia said, as she put her arm under Mel's.

She led Mel out of the room. As they went, Sammy watched her ass rolling from side to side under the silky material of her slip.

Sammy was in a fit of eager anticipation. He began pacing back and forth, breathing deeply and loudly.

"Hey. Relax!" Bill said. "You'll get your turn."

"Yeah," Sammy huffed, and sat down. He was sitting in the chair Silvia had sat in. But he sat on the edge, his feet shifting around on the floor, his body hunched over.

"What's the matter?" Bill asked. "This your first fuck?"

"No," Sammy lied. "Of course not!" There was a silence. Sammy wanted to get up and resume pacing. But he was trying to be calm.

He was anything but calm, though. He imagined Mel in the other room with that sexy creature. He thought about slipping his own prick into her. He had never been more nervous.

"What do you think of my sister?" Bill asked. "Pretty sexy, huh?"

"Yeah," Sammy agreed.

He remembered what Mel had told him about Bill, how he'd fucked his own sister. Sammy was interested in that.

"I've got a sister, too," Sammy said. "She's sexy too."

"Oh, yeah?" Bill said. "Ever fuck her?"

"No, of course… I mean no," Sammy stammered. "I'd like to, though. She really is something."

"You ought to slip it to her," Bill said. "She'd love it."

"But how could I get her to…" Sammy began. But before he could finish his question, he was interrupted by faint moans coming from the other room. It sounded like Silvia liked getting fucked.

"Ah-h-h-h-h! Oh-h-h-h-h!" she wailed. Sammy jumped up. He just couldn't stay seated when he was about to have his dream come true.

Glancing over at Bill, Sammy saw him grinning. And Sammy knew his virginity was obvious. He could even hear himself, sighing anxiously through his nose.

In a few minutes – although it seemed like hours to Sammy – Mel came back into the room.

Mel looked strange. His eyes were gazed, and a mysterious smile turned up the corners of his mouth. It looked as though he might have had a mystical experience.

Sammy felt the wind go out of him. He was dizzy. But he rushed out of the room and in the direction Mel had come from.

He found himself in a long hallway. There were several doors along it. And the first two he looked into revealed empty rooms.

Then Sammy looked into a room and saw Silvia lying naked on a bed. She was propped up with several pillows. Her tits rose in gorgeous mounds from her chest. A dark brown nipple capped each one.