L. Madding - Cherry busting brother

The heady aroma of his aroused manhood reached her nostrils, and it worked on her senses like an aphrodisiac. Her head reeled with the strong sexual stimuli which flooded her.

Her body became spastic. She clutched frantically at Troy's powerful frame. Her hips rocked back and forth with wanton, abandoned motions, around Troy's spewing cock.

Troy grunted, the sound strangled as he tried to muffle it, and then Cathy felt the last of his load spewing into her still-quivering cunt.

Cathy became light-headed. She felt weak, as her orgasm faded away slowly. She turned soft and felt as if all her bones had melted, as she collapsed into Troy's big arms.

She could feel his breath, warm on her neck. "Do you believe in love at first sight?" she finally asked, her voice breathy.

"No."

"Neither do I," Cathy sighed, savoring the hot stuffed feeling of Troy's cock in her cunt.

She felt the rumbling of Troy's laugh in his belly. His cock lurched lustfully in her cunt again.

Troy pulled Cathy off his cock.

"Ohh!" she protested.

He picked up her pants, and Cathy put them on with trembling hands. She really felt fucked, as she had never felt fucked in her life.

Troy pushed the glass of scotch across to her, and Cathy took a sip, making a bad face. But the liquor was bracing.

While they sat at the table, talking, the front door opened, and Jimmy, starved from his fucking session with Suzy, walked out to the kitchen.

His jaw dropped when he stood in the door, and saw Cathy with Troy.

"What is he doing here?" he asked Cathy, pointing to Troy.

"Why don't you ask me?"

Jimmy walked into the room, fists clenched, slightly crouched. His eyes darted from Troy to Cathy, and then back to Troy again.

"What are you doing in my house?"

"Your father invited me here," Troy said.

Jimmy strode over to Cathy, and pulled the glass away from her hands. She had been sharing the liquor with Troy. He sniffed it, and then slammed the glass down on the table.

"You're drinking!" Jimmy barked at Cathy. He turned, his face livid with rage, to Troy, and stood over him.

"Get out of here."

"No."

"I said get out of here before I punch you out!"

"You'll have a hard time doing that, Jimmy."

"I don't want you with my sister!"

"You're better for her?"

Jimmy turned slightly pale and straightened up, defensive.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I didn't get to her first, and I don't think she's made it with any one in school. So it has to be you."

Cathy gasped. She stared with alarm from Jimmy to Troy. Jimmy looked at Cathy.

Cathy understood the look.

"I didn't tell him," she whispered, softly.

"You didn't have to tell me. Your brother did."

"I did not!" Jimmy bellowed.

"Shhh! Your mother and father are in bed," Troy cautioned. He reached up, grabbed Jimmy by his shirt, and sat him down hard in a chair.

"Let's lay our cards on the table, huh?" he said, staring keenly at Jimmy. "You aren't the first guy I've met who's made it with his own sister. So stop making a federal case out of it. You won't be the last, either!"

Cathy suddenly giggled.

Troy leaned on the table, and stared at Jimmy. "It's all right, as far as I'm concerned. What isn't all right is being possessive about it. You've been with a woman tonight. I think you should allow your sister the same right."