Sandy Bennett: Jackies family lessons

It took a good-sized orgasm to bring me back to earth. By this time the bathroom floor was covered by an inch of water and the tub was almost empty. With a sigh I got out of the bath and started to scoop the water back in with a dustpan. When enough had been removed I took to the puddles with bucket and mop. The work was done absent-mindedly. Most of my mind was on the brand new sensations that I'd been experiencing lately. Even being naked was a thrill.

A knocking on the door brought me to. «Come on, Sis, let me in!» Tim yelled. «There's no one home.»

«Just a minute!» In spite of what had happened between us the night before I reached for a robe and draped it over myself before unlatching the door. Tim was naked and he looked slightly put out at the sight of my modesty. But he didn't say anything about it, probably because he was a bit unsure of what to do. He walked past me and stood at the toilet, arms akimbo, and let a long, strong stream of piss splash down into the bowl. In spite of myself I moved to his side and watched. «I always envied your ability to do that,» I told him softly.

«Yeah, I remember,» Tim grinned. «Once you tried to do it. You stood up and held your pussy lips apart to direct your piss, but it went all over the floor instead. Speaking of wet floors, what were you doing in here, high dives?»

«Oh … the water just ran over, that's all,» I said, blushing, and making haste to mop up the last of the water.

«I think you're lying.» Tim gave his cock a couple of shakes and flushed the toilet. «You weren't playing with yourself, were you?» He faced me boldly and as I averted my eyes I noticed that his cock was rising sharply. The idea of my playing with myself was obviously a turn on for him. And in my overheated condition that could well come in handy.

«Maybe I was,» I said, and pointedly picked up the douche bag. When I unscrewed the nozzle I looked him in the eye and now it was Tim's turn to blush. «And maybe I wasn't. Why, you wouldn't tell on me, would you?»

«Oh no … no, I'd be the last to do that.» His cock was still going up. «It's just that I've never seen a girl do that to herself. I mean … how do you do it?»

«It's very easy.» I put the douche away and turned back to him. The robe hung open and when my hands caressed my exposed belly Tim's cock reached its peak. Hard and throbbing, it stood out like the leaning tower of Pisa, and his knob glowed invitingly. «I just stroke myself softly, ever so softly, running my hands over all the sensitive parts and thinking of wonderful things. And then I lick my nipples and squeeze my tits, or I push things up my cunt, or maybe I'll rub my clitoris like this.» My finger disappeared between my labia and rotated rapidly. Tim's eyes were bulging out of his face. He even got down on his knees to watch more closely, peering into my pussy until he couldn't take it anymore.

«Wow!» he breathed, straightening up and regarding me with new respect and lust. «I can't tell you how that makes me feel!» Without another word he turned me around and ripped the robe off my shoulders. It fell to the floor and left me naked, helpless, while my brother bent me forward and caressed my ass passionately. His intentions were obvious. Already my cunt drooled and throbbed at the thought of his powerful prick entering once more. My hands found support on the edge of the tub and my feet tried to get a grip on the damp floor. This would be the last time, positively, I didn't want my brother to get too possessive of me. But I couldn't refuse him this time. His hot breath brushed along my nape, his hands pulled at my ass and opened my cunt up wide, his knob bumped against me, no, I couldn't refuse, I had to have him!

It slipped in so easily, so smoothly, that it was in to the hilt before I knew it. Then it hit me with a bang, pushing the breath out of my lungs and buckling my knees. The floor was too slippery, my feet lost their grip, and I went down in a heap. I ended up draped over the bathtub's side with Tim on top of me rutting like a maniac. Everything was cold, wet, and uncomfortable, the hard edges hurt my belly, and one of my tits was squashed against the tub. But his dick was in me, pulsating, pushing, pummeling, digging in as if it meant to stay forever, and that made everything alright.

I loved his passionate approach. He wanted me more than anything and even though he had me he couldn't seem to get enough. Several times he stopped fucking me, to keep very still for a minute each time only to begin all over with long, cautious strokes that gradually built back up to his former speed. I guessed he didn't want to blow. Even when he was still inside me his throbbing cock sent the most delicious impulses through my body. My cunt clamped about his hot, hard meat to pick up every pulse, and as it did I realized how inadequate the douche nozzle had been. There was nothing like a thick, long, living cock to make a girl feel like a woman!

«How does it feel!» panted Tim, slamming his dick deep into my quailing pussy. «Do you like it, Jackie? Are you coming?»

«Oh yesss, yesssss!» I whispered, but I couldn't tell if I was coming or not. My body was in turmoil and that turmoil felt wonderful, much like a drawn-out climax. His cock pried and prodded and his pubic hair chafed against my asshole to add an excruciating tickle to the general ecstasy, and his hard, muscular body against my back was like a savage caress, everything was working … but could I give myself to him? He was my brother, we had to live in the same house, and if one of us grew to depend on the other there would be no end of trouble. That's what held me back, and what had made me resort to the anonymous nozzle that morning. Even as he fucked me into semi-oblivion I couldn't shake that thought.

«So am I. Oh Jesus, it feels good. I'm coming now, Jackie, hold on, hold on, AAAARRRRGGHHHHHHUNH!!!» With a mighty bellow he contracted his whole body to squeeze out a final salvo of cream. I felt it hit home, then slither down the cunt walls, sensual little snails that made me shiver with sudden pleasure. It was over. His cock shriveled up inside me and slipped out. Droplets of sperm fell to the floor. When he got off me the cool air turned my sweat into a cold, unpleasant fluid. It had to be the last time.

«Let's sleep together every night» said Tim, still flushed with the excitement of it all. «I love you, Jackie, I really do. You're not the first girl I've slept with but you're easily the best. Say you love me. Say you'll sleep with me all the time. It's all I want in life.»

«No, I can't do that Tim, and you know it.» Time for good, hard common sense. Tim looked like a whipped dog when I explained the situation to him. «Besides, I'm going to be married in a matter of days, and we're leaving for Europe straight after. So what's the point of even talking about it?» I finished off.

«Why should you go through with it?» Tim said heatedly. «What's he got that I don't have? Look at this cock? Is his any bigger. And who could love you better than your own brother, tell me that?»

«Now you're talking nonsense,» I said coldly. I put the robe back on and got out of the bathroom. It was too close in there, too intimate. I needed a little distance between us to get the right message across. «I love you like a sister. Sex doesn't change that. We won't sleep together again, Tim, not for quite a while. You may as well resign yourself to that.»

«But why not!» he yelled.

«See, now you're angry. I decide that you should take my virginity, and what happens? You want the lot. Well, that's the last time I do anyone a favor,» I said bitterly.

«Oh, now don't be like that.» His tone changed at once. «I appreciate what you've done … and I'll do my best to keep it straight between us.»

He left the bathroom and I sponged my pussy down until the last traces of his sperm had been removed. I felt badly about being so brusque with my brother but pretty soon my thoughts turned to a more pleasant subject: Doctor Eddie. He was so much like Dad to look at and secretly I began to speculate on his size. Would he be as big? Would his cock be as brown and thick? Shame on me! I shouldn't think about relations that way. And would his balls hang as low? I smiled at myself in the mirror. Perhaps I ought to try and find out. After all, this was my week!