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Let the Games Begin

After arguing with the cab company about the address, paying the jerks too much to get me home at midnight, and realizing that I would still have to deal with Tommy because he worked where I did, I made it back to my apartment -- still pissed off. I shut the door, leaned back against it and looked around in the darkness.

God, I felt like an idiot. I went to my room and pulled my clothes off quickly. I wanted a shower like nobody's business. As I walked to the closet, I saw the mirror by my bed. I put the clothes down, pushed the mirror back and looked down. My body wasn't that bad. What was wrong with me? Was this my fault? Why didn't Tommy want this?

Goddamnit! Only one week at my new job and I had hell-to-pay already. That jerk-off Tommy will probably blab our whole pointless little scenario to every guy south of Market and my dating life will be over. Check her out, she's the one Tommy blew his load on. Shit! Naked, I sat down on the bed and tried not to let my tears flow.

In the middle of beginning to feel sorry for myself, I heard a strange noise -- just a little sound, like a muffled cry. I stood still and listened. It kind of came and went, sometimes strong, sometimes quiet. It was David. He was crying!

I flew out of my room and ran down the hall to his door and listened. Yes, it was definitely David. I wondered what could be making him cry. Was it Sandy? Did she break up with him? What was going on? I turned the door handle slowly as I thought about all of this and pushed open the door slightly. "David?"

But David didn't hear me. In fact, neither of them heard me. Sandy was crouched naked over David's shiny, hard cock, fucking the life out of it. She had her hands on his chest, one leg bent over him and one leg on the floor next to the bed, supporting her pussy as it rolled down, engulfing David's erection with savage, sudden thrusts. In the dark room, they were lit brightly by David's desklamp at the top of the bed. Sandy had a wetdream banter going.

"C'mon, David, you can do it this time. C'mon, baby, hold it. Hold back just a little longer."

Her hips started moving faster and faster. I couldn't take my eyes off of the hot pink mouth swallowing my brother's cock. As her hips rose back up, I caught little glimpses of David's face beneath her -- his eyes screwed tight and concentrating.

"Almost there, David. C'mon. Build it. That's good. Yeah, okay, here we go."

Sandy was almost jumping on David now. His little whimpers grew into loud grunts. That's when I noticed that he had a tight ring at the base of his cock. My mouth dropped open.

Their smells permeated the air. I could almost taste their musky sexual pheromones in the bedroom. Sandy began to caress her boobs as she bounced on top of my brother.

"Oh, yeah, David. You've got the best cock. I love it inside of me -- fucking my pussy. Oh yeah. Fuck my pussy, baby. Fuck me."

I felt moisture dribble down my thigh. Reaching down to catch it, I touched myself. I jumped. My clit throbbed. I was soaking wet. My earlier evening's escapades with Tommy had only served to fill me to bursting with nasty intentions, but no relief.

I looked down at my fingers shining in the slit of light coming through the doorway. Looking back up, David's hard cock was all I could see -- stiff and thick, shiny with Sandy's cum. My mouth dropped open and I moaned. I covered my mouth quickly, but it was inconsequential, they never heard me.

As David's cock spread open his girlfriend, my knees started to squeeze together in time with their dance. I needed to cum badly. I licked my fingers and pressed them to my pussy, rubbing in time to Sandy's thrusts. I watched David's penis slide into Sandy and pushed two fingers inside my pussy, scissoring my insides around. Oh yeah, that felt good. Tingling nibbles leapt up and down the walls of my insides as I teased my G-spot and watched David's cock. I closed my eyes for a second and started panting as I leaned against the wall, watching them fuck.

Little waves of sensation started creeping up my body. My own hips started rocking in time with Sandy's. Then Sandy screamed.

"Oh yeah! Oooo, fuck me, David! C'mon, here we go, baby!"

I opened my eyes in time to watch Sandy jump off David. He grabbed at the ring on his cock, trying to get it off. Sandy leaned down and pushed his hands away. "I'll get it. There we go." She pulled the ring away from David's erect prick and licking her palms, started jacking him off with both hands.

After four pulls, David started moaning breathlessly and then continuously. His cock sprayed the first shot of cum about four feet in the air. The second was much higher than that, almost hitting the ceiling. By the time he was finished cumming, Sandy, David's chest, the wall, the nightstand, almost everything had sperm splattered on it.

I'd stopped masturbating -- too afraid to make noise and too shocked to care.

David held his balls and rolled to the side, panting.

Sandy snuggled close to him. "That was incredible. Did you see? You shot five feet, nine inches! That has to be a record." Sandy pointed at the bedroom wall. That's when I noticed the tape measure tacked up there.

Tape measure? I rolled away from the door, my back against the wall. What the fuck? Is she like preparing for the Sexual Olympics or something?

"The swelling will go down by morning, David. Let me get some ice."

I heard this and ran for my room, just shutting the door as I heard Sandy walk out. I sat down on the edge of my bed and waited as I heard her rummaging through the kitchen and her walk back. As she passed my door, she slowed and stopped. I could see her shadow underneath the door in the carpet. Was she listening? Was she going to come in? I reached for my blankets and pulled them back, ready to dive.

Then, Sandy walked away and I heard David's door click shut.

I thought about what I'd seen for a minute longer, then shook my head. They're fucking nuts! Too freaked out to know what to do, I climbed under the covers and lay there, thinking. When did Sandy get here? Well, obviously, today, stupid. Oh, shut up! I pulled a pillow over my head and screamed into it.

I couldn't get my mind off of what I'd just witnessed next door. My heart was still beating too fast. I tried deep breathing and that helped a little. But the unnatural took its course and I heard David's bed start to squeak through the wall.

I listened for a moment and then heard Sandy start to moan and squeal.

I was so frustrated, I felt like crying. I pulled the covers over me, put a pillow over my head and curled up into a ball. Sometime later, I fell asleep.

***

Walking down a dark street, I tried to see the houses, but none of their lights were on. I turned the corner at the end of the street and still no lights. No moon out. I could barely see my feet. Oh my God! I'm naked! Naked in public, I try to cover my breasts and crotch with my hands, looking around frantically at all the houses.

Behind me, I heard footsteps scr****g on the sidewalk. I turned and saw a giant snake, shining and grinning, slithering up the sidewalk, right for me. Panicked, I started to run, but I couldn't. I'd forgotten how to move my legs. I pushed harder and harder, but got no where. Finally, I fell and the snake slithered on top of me, between my legs. I tried to push it away, but it just smiled, hissing, hissing, hissing…

I woke up breathing hard, soaked in sweat. My room was dark, lit only by the city glow coming softly through the curtains. I sat up and threw my legs over the side of the bed. Puzzled that I'm naked, I remembered -- Sandy and David. I pressed my palms to my face and rubbed. I was thirsty. Getting up, I pulled my silk robe around me and tied the sash.

Trying to be quiet, I turned the handle to my door slowly and gently pushed it open. I peeked down the hall. David's door was dark and shut. Biting my lip, I took a step in the hall and saw a light coming out from under the bathroom door. A noise, hiss, hiss, hiss… David's electric toothbrush. David's brushing his teeth. I leaned back in my door and squinted at the alarm clock -- four? Four AM?

I wanted to talk with David. Make sure he was okay. What was his girlfriend doing anyway? I knocked gently on the bathroom door. "David? David, can I speak with you?"

The door pulled away from me, opening. Light flooded my eyes. Sandy stood there -- her mouth foamy with paste and an electric toothbrush protruding from it. She was naked. Smiling as best she could, she beckoned me inside.

Entering, I closed the door and sat on the edge of the bathtub behind her. She held up a finger in the mirror, telling me she'd just be a second. She spit once in the sink and started brushing again. As she did, her breasts rocked side-to-side, her nipples making little circles. I looked down her body at the flaring hips, her butt, her legs. She worked out, obviously. I could easily see why my brother felt like he was in love with her.

As she leaned forward to spit again and rinse her mouth, her pussy was practically in my face, wet and pink. My eyebrows shot up and I looked up in the mirror. She was watching me.

She smiled, shut the water off and wiped her mouth with a facecloth. "You up early, or up late?"

"Oh, uhm, I had a bad dream and woke up. Heard a noise in here, I thought you were…"

"David. Yeah, I could tell." She brushed the cloth around her neck. "A bad dream, huh? What kind of dream? I'm pretty good with dream interpretation."

I looked at her half-lidded eyes watching me. I thought about the dream -- naked, the snake, hissing. I couldn't tell her that. "Oh, it was nothing really. Just a dream."

"But bad enough to wake you." She lifted her right breast and brushed the cloth underneath it, then switched to her other breast, doing the same. I looked back up at her face.

"Did you have a nice date tonight?"

My eyes must have given me away. Sandy smiled. "David told me you were going out with a guy from work. Tommy, was it?"

Oh God. I rolled my eyes and put my face in my hands.

"That good, huh?"

I stood up. "No, no, it… wasn't at all. Look, I'm going back to bed…" I opened the door and started down the hall. The light went out behind me.

I turned into my room.

"He didn't hurt you, did he?"

I whipped around. Sandy stood in my doorway.

"Cause if he did, he's going to be one sorry son-of-a-bitch."

I sat down on my bed. "No, it… It wasn't like that." I sighed and looked down at my hands.

Sandy walked over to the bed and sat beside me, then took my hands.

"Look, if you need to talk, feel free. I'm a good listener."

I looked up at her face, then her eyes. She looked concerned and worried for me.

I started to talk, but didn't know what to say. I sighed heavily. "It's probably my fault. I'm really attracted to this guy."

"And he dumped you?"

"No, not at all. Quite the contrary, he wanted me."

Sandy looked puzzled.

"I've been really… uh, really…"

"Horny?"

"Yeah, really horny lately, you know? We went out for this nice dinner and I was all over him. By the time, we got to his apartment… Well, he got too excited when I…" I thought of Tommy's hard cock in my hands again. The taste of it. The feel of it. My nipples started to ache.

"He had a hair trigger?"

"What?"

"He came too soon?"

"Yeah, exactly, then the bastard just rolled over and fell asleep. I got really pissed and left."

"Men. Most of them aren't worth a damn when it comes to doing what we need."

"Yeah." Pictures of David's hard cock pumping into Sandy's vagina flashed into my mind.

"You need someone like your brother."

What did she say? "What… What do you mean?"

Sandy grinned, and leaned back on her elbows. Her breasts slid sideways on her ribcage. "Your brother is amazing. Believe me, I know what I'm talking about. He's one-in-a-million." She pumped her hips, emphasizing the words.

"You mean at sex?"

Sandy put one foot up on the edge of the bed, opening her thighs a little. I could see her labia, pink and puffy. "Ho yeah -- sex. Sex is almost too small a word for what David brings with him to bed. He's a dynamo and so thoughtful of his partner. I don't think he's satisfied, really, until I cum three or four times before he does. That's rare, let me tell you."

"Three or four times?"

She lay down and put her hands on her tummy. "Yeah, at least. I mean, his… Ah, equipment alone would probably be enough. After all, that's what first attracted me to him, but…" She licked her index finger and started teasing her left nipple with it in little circles.

I couldn't take my eyes off her finger. I flushed with warmth. Tingles ran over my thighs. I crossed my arms, gently rubbing my aching nipples. "Yeah, but…?"

Sandy looked at me and smiled. Her finger traced a line down to her pussy, and rubbed it once. "But what he does with his tongue is pure talent." She moaned.

My mouth opened as I watched her. I swallowed and panted, then licked my lips.

"Earlier tonight, David really surprised me." Her finger continued to rub her pussy. "We'd just fucked earlier. I don't mean a simple fuck either. He had every hole I had to give and then some. I thought for sure he was down for the count."

I brought my thumb to my mouth and chewed the nail, squeezing my forearm against my nipple. Tingles shot straight to my clit and I rocked my hips forward, squeezing my pussy tight.

Sandy closed her eyes and started rubbing her clit with two fingers. Her nipples were sticking straight up. "But David was anything but done. I went to the kitchen and got some ice. When I returned, he was waiting for me. He pushed me down on the bed, got between my legs and started licking me to Heaven."

She brought her other heel up to the edge of the bed and let her legs fall open. She was a very sexy woman, full-breasted with these perfect silver-dollar nipples. Her hips started rocking to meet her fingers. I was creamy and getting really excited again. I wasn't sure whether this would be okay, but I snuck my hand beneath my robe and touched my pussy. As soon as I did, a little wave of electricity shot through me.

"He has this way of heightening the energy. That's the only way I know how to say it. David just takes everything up a notch. I mean I've had lots of guys lick me before, but your brother… Oh my God, it's like what he was meant to do, or something. I got so excited that I was afraid we would wake you. I had to cover my face with a pillow, so I could scream." Sandy moaned. She had two fingers sunk inside her now, wriggling and worming their way deeper.

I was panting as my finger traced my lips gently. I could smell Sandy's scent, the sweet smell of a pussy in heat. I licked my lips and watched her fingers dip their way in and out.

"Let me see you, baby."

My eyes shot up to hers. She was looking at my hand under my robe, watching it move. I froze and chewed my lip.

"Don't stop now, Gretta. Let me see you. Please?"

My fingers pressed into me once again. Breath hotly whooshed out of my mouth. Oh, what the hell.

With my other hand, I untied the sash on my robe and watching her, pulled it open, exposing my very wet pussy to Sandy. Her eyebrows shot up and a little grin appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She sat up on one elbow, looking right into me. "Pret-ty. Not only are you beautiful, Gretta, but you're very sexy, and so… Wet."

I pushed a finger inside, twirling it around and sinking deeper. Goosebumps danced up and down my tummy as Sandy watched me. I raised one leg onto the bed, opening my legs for her.

"And that's one very beautiful pussy you've got, baby. That's it, sweetie. Rub it."

My one finger rubbed up and down my open, wet outer lips now, right across my clit on each pass. My hips were rocking in time with the motion. Sandy was steadily fucking her pussy with two fingers. Her inner lips dripping with dew in the cool light of my bedroom.

She pushed up with one hand, sitting up a little taller. "You smell so sweet, Gretta. Have you ever shown your pussy to David?"

What? To David? "No, no, of course not."

"Well, if you ever get the chance, you should. He'd love this one." Sandy licked her lips. I watched as her labia sucked onto her glistening fingers, sliding in and out.

I couldn't stand it. I closed my eyes and sunk my finger deeply into my pussy, groaning loudly as it spread me open.

"Yeah, baby, you need to get off, don't you?"

I opened my eyes and looked at Sandy, fucking herself. Her eyes riveted to my pussy as her tongue played around her open mouth.

"Yes, I need to cum. It's been days and I'm… I'm so horny. Oh, Jesus." The tingling in my hips built to a fever. I could feel sweat forming on my brow. I closed my eyes and thought back on the evening, me on the floor, lipstick all over Tommy's cock as I sucked it. His head thrown back, moaning against the door. I was going to cum. I could feel it starting. A cool breath of air blew across my chest.

"Oh, look at how stiff your nipples are, baby. They must be at least a half-inch long. They look yummy."

I opened my eyes. Sandy sat beside me. She dropped my robe open off my shoulders, exposing my breasts. "They look so scrumptious like that, Gretta, all puffy and hard." She moaned, watching me.

She reached out and took my right nipple between her thumb and forefinger, pinching it lightly and rolling it. I moaned and tried to pull away as the tingling sensations shot straight through me and down my back, but Sandy held on tightly.

I angled my wrist down and really started fucking myself quickly. My breath was coming in little pants. I raised my knees higher, trying to stem the tide of sensation building down below.

"Poor baby, needs to cum so bad. You want Sandy to help you, sweetie?"

I moaned, getting close now. My hips bucked against my fingers.

"Sandy? Sandy, you out there?" David? David was awake!

Panicked, I looked at the open door. Nothing. Then, I looked at Sandy. She had a big smile on her face.

She shrugged her shoulders. "Sorry, baby. Duty calls." She pecked me on the cheek, rolled off the bed and left for David's room.

I sat there for a moment, wide-eyed, almost afraid to move. I heard David's door click shut and his bedsprings squeak. Then silence. I started to feel cold. I looked down at my hard nipples sticking up. Quickly, I leaned forward and wrapped the robe around me. I stopped and listened again. Nothing, no talking, no movement.

I scratched the side of my head. As I settled my arm back down, it brushed my nipple. Tingling shot down my body and I pulled my arm away quickly. I was so wound up, I didn't think I'd get back to sleep again tonight. I stood up and tiptoed to the door. I peeked out at David's. Dark. Closed.

In the bathroom, I took a sleeping pill and downed it with some water. In the darkness, I could just make out my silhouette in the mirror. My hair was a mess, bed-headed and jumbled to one side. I sighed and walked quietly back to my room, shut the door and got under the covers, robe and all.

* * *

Saturday morning, I woke up late. The sun was already hitting the curtains in my window, bathing the room in a soft amber glow. I felt really tired and a little groggy. Some coffee would go a long way right now.

I pushed the covers off of me and rolled to the side of the bed. My robe was tangled in my legs, so I had to stand to get it loose. When I stood, I had an urge to stretch, yawning and throwing my arms out. Mmmm… A good stretch feels wonderful. I turned and looked in the mirror. My eyes were dark, like I'd been poked, or drunk. Geez, I looked terrible. I tied the sash on my robe and found my house slippers in the closet.

I turned to sit down and put them on, but on the chair by my closet was a box, wrapped in white and tied with a big, red bow -- a present. I grinned and picked it up. There was a little white envelope under the ribbon. I pulled the envelope out and put the box on my bed. A note was inside. I opened it.

For what we didn't finish.

Love,

Sandy

I looked at the box, now, full of concern. Didn't finish? Sure, we'd been interrupted, masturbating and maybe that would have gone further. I trembled. Ick. With my brother's girlfriend? How weird is that?

I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to think. I sat down on the bed with the note in my hands and looked at the box. It didn't move, even though I stared at it like it might. I chewed my lip, trying to think of what could be in it.

I called out. "David?" No answer. I got up and walked to the hall. His door was open. I walked down to it. The bed was made, but no one was there. I walked back up the hall to the living room. "David? You here?" Nothing. The clock in the kitchen said ten-thirty.

I need a shower. I went to the bathroom, trying not to think and started the hot water running. Steam immediately filled the room. It smelled great. I turned around and brushed my teeth at the sink, but I didn't use the mirror much. Every time I looked up, I saw the look on my face still wondering about Sandy and the box in my room.

I rinsed, threw my robe on the floor, and jumped in the shower. Ahhh! Hot, hot, hot! I stepped half-out and turned on the cold water to balance out the hot, then stepped back inside, closing the curtain as I did. The hot water felt good on my skin. I grabbed the bar and started soaping up, starting with my shoulders and arms. I thought of Sandy from the night before and me catching her right here, brushing her teeth. My view of her butt as I sat on the tub's edge. She's a beautiful woman. An image of her moaning and rubbing her pussy, reclined on my bed flashed in my mind's eye. Her eyes looking right at me as my heart hammered inside. Yes, mmmm… She's incredibly sexy and beautiful.

I soaped up my breasts as I thought. My hands lingering, touching, caressing. My nipples hardened and my palms were dancing lazy little waltzes on them, when I finally realized what I was doing. I thought for a moment, sighed, then grabbed the shampoo.

Three minutes later, I was clean, dried and wrapped in a bath towel in my room. I grabbed the present and took it into the kitchen. We always kept scissors in a utility drawer next to the dishwasher, and when I went to open it, I noticed a note sitting there, under a can of soup.

Gretta,

Sandy had to leave early this morning. Gone

to the airport. Back later.

Love ya,

David

I looked at the present again, then opened the drawer and took out the scissors. I grabbed it, set it on the breakfast bar and started cutting open the wrapping and ribbons. Inside the box was an unmarked videotape and another, smaller box along with a note.

Watch the tape, then open the box.

I stood up and started walking towards the VCR, but then stopped as I remembered. What was it David said about tapes and Sandy? I tried, but couldn't -- something kinky was all I could recall. I turned the tape over in my hands. Nothing. No markings. Fuck it. It's only a tape.

I put the tape in the VCR, turned on the TV and sat down on the sofa, facing it. It was blank for a minute, then a picture of Sandy's face came up.

"Morning, Gretta. I'm glad you decided to watch the tape. I was really sorry that I had to run away so suddenly last night, but I wasn't sure about David, you know. I wasn't sure he'd really understand and I couldn't risk that."

Well, she hadn't told David. That was good.

"But before I go, I wanted to let you know that I really care about you. You are a very sexy woman and last night meant a lot to me." As she talked, the image widened and I could see her sitting in the same place I was. She was wearing a pair of pajamas. Leaning forward, she started unbuttoning the top.

"You really turned me on last night. In fact, my nipples are still hard, thinking of you lying back in your robe." She shrugged the top from her shoulders, revealing her full-rounded breasts. She looked down and pushed her boobs together, running her fingers along the sides. She breathed heavily.

"See? I'm still so… excited." She pinched her nipples and shook when she did.

My body was starting to respond. I licked my lips, becoming aware of their dryness from the air flowing out of my open mouth. I pressed my knees together, sending tingles down my legs.

Sandy lay back on the sofa, caressing her tits. She brought two fingers up to her mouth, wetting them and started rubbing them across her nipples. "I still remember, when you were trying to hide your hand from me under your robe. You were being such a naughty girl, playing with your pussy like that."

I was continually squeezing my knees together now. I pulled at my towel and it dropped away from my breasts. My nipples were tight little rocks perched on my chest. I covered them with my palms, pressing them to me. I closed my eyes as little shivers ran up and down my spine.

On the TV, Sandy continued to play with her breasts. I started mirroring what she was doing, pinching my nipples gently, wetting my fingers.

"You got me so hot, baby. What did you expect me to do? When your robe opened and I saw that beautiful, wet slit of yours. Mmm…. I wanted you. I wanted to taste you." Her left hand slid from her breasts down her stomach and into her bottom. She closed her eyes and her head lolled back when her fingers reached their goal.

I pushed my fingers into the terrycloth material of my towel between my legs and moaned as I felt my fingertips brush my labia.

Panting, I pulled the towel away from me. Looking down, I could see the light patch of hair on my mons below my tummy. Excited, I brought my right hand to my lips and licked two fingers, then I sank low on the sofa, spreading my legs. I looked up and saw Sandy smiling at me. She stood up suddenly and pulled her bottoms off of her legs.

I closed my eyes as I touched myself. My wet fingers deftly worked their way between my slit and teased slowly up and down my lips. My breath shuddered as I tried to breathe just through my nose. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears.

"Are you touching yourself now, baby?"

I opened my eyes and saw Sandy sitting back on the sofa, naked now and both hands at her pussy.

"If you are, Gretta, this is where you and I left off last night. I was so hot after I left you and went to David. He called me because he needed some… Ah, relief.

Sandy was breathing hard. She raised one foot up on the sofa, spreading her legs open. Her pussy was a bright red now, very puffy and glistening.

"He greeted me at the door with a massive hard-on. I barely got the door shut before he bent me over and stuffed it in me."

My two fingers sank into my pussy, spreading me open and sending tantalizing waves of warmth straight through my hips and up my back. My nipples ached every time my heart beat.

Sandy moaned. One hand held her labia open while the other hand's fingers circled her clit. Her eyes looked at me, half-lidded. "It felt so good, Gretta. Your brother has the most amazing cock. It's not the longest one I've ever had, but it's girth…" She moaned. "It's like a wedge, just meant for spreading a pussy open."

I brought both feet up on the couch as I rocked my fingers in and out of my slit. My knuckles rubbed past my clit on every pass and I felt as though my heart might leap out of my throat. Jesus, she's so hot. I wish she were here.

"Gretta? Gretta, is the box nearby?" Box? What box? "It's time to open the other little box. Do you have it? If not, go get it. I'll wait." Sandy reached to her left and pulled a little rectangular box onto her tummy.

Still breathing heavily, I sat up. The box was on the kitchen table. I started to jump up, but my knees wobbled and I sat down suddenly. Sandy still waited patiently on the screen. I got up more carefully this time, using the couch for support and got the box from the table.

I sat back down, looking at the box. I picked it up and rattled it -- sounded like paper.

"You got it now? Okay, let's open it." Sandy pulled the top open and reached inside. I put my finger under the tape and flicked it open. Inside was a vibrator, shiny and white. I hadn't held one since college. I smiled and looked up.

Sandy was holding hers up and wriggling it at me. "Nice, huh? My own little battery-operated ticket to Heaven."

I picked up the vibrator and looked at it. It was long and sleek, tapered to a soft point at the end. On the bottom was a dial. I turned it and the vibrations started low and got faster.

Sandy placed the vibrator on her tongue then sank it inside her mouth deeply. She looked right at me and moaned as she made it slick.

I ran my left fingers along my slit. I was dripping, but I licked the plastic tip anyway, then sank it into my mouth. I lay back on the sofa, raising both heels up to the edge.

Sandy slid back on the couch, brought one leg up and turned on the vibrator. The buzzing filled the room from the speakers next to the TV. "You ready to cum together, baby? When didn't get to finish last night, and now we can in a big way."

I brought the vibe up and switched it on. Sandy's mouth curled into a little "O" as she touched the tip of the vibrator to her clit. Her face scrunched up like she was in pain. "Oh yeah. Oooo…" She breathed hotly like a loud whisper.

I slide the vibrator along my tummy, grazing my nipples with its magic. I jumped every time it touched me, the sensation arcing through me like a bolt of lightning. It felt good flowing down my tummy. I could feel the skin shaking from my tits to my hips.

A grunt echoed from the speakers. I looked up and Sandy was staring down at her pussy as her right hand shoved the vibrator inside her.

My vibe ran over my mons and onto my lips. The tip slid down in the slick secretions there, but the feeling was incredible. The sudden shaking sensation vibrated all through my hips and I could feel the sensation shoot up my spine. I pulled it away from me, and listened to my breath and Sandy's mix together in the silence of the living room. I pressed my hand across my breasts, trying to give some relief to my aching nipples. I could feel the vibrations in my hand, snaking up my wrist to my lower arm. I sat up and pushed back on the sofa.

I looked at the TV. Sandy's eyes were closed and her head was lolled to the side. Her mouth was open and her breasts were heaving up and down in time with the white vibrator sawing in and out of her slit. Her other hand was rubbing her clit.

With my left hand, I opened my labia. Some clear cum ran down the lips and across my butt to the towel beneath me. I brought the tip of the vibrator and lined it up with my vagina and sank it in. My whole body spasmed. My breath started panicking in my chest. My eyes flew open as my brain tried to find a handle on the sensations coursing through my pussy.

I shouted. "Oh, fuck! Oh my… God. Ohhhh…" I started moving the vibrator slowly in and out of me. I was then able to find a rhythm that made sense. My panting and moaning rocking in time with the movements of my wrist thrusting inside of me. My God, the sensation was intense.

I felt my body tense a couple of times, then go limp. Little orgasms ripped through my hips and still the sensation built deep inside of me. I looked down at myself. I was pink and red and swollen, like my pussy was getting ready to burst.

"Come here, baby. No, come here. It's okay."

I looked up at the screen and Sandy was still fucking herself with the vibe, but she was waving at the screen like she wanted me to come to her. In the build towards my orgasm, it seemed so surreal. I was confused.

She kept gesturing and waving me over. "Come here. Leave the camera and get over here."

That's when I saw it. A naked butt walked into view from the left. I knew that butt. It was David. His cock was pink and erect -- the head shiny with precum.

"Come here, baby. I'll take care of you. Give it to me."

David walked right up to her, put his left knee up on the couch and his cock right at Sandy's face. She smiled up at him, leaned over and took his cock in her mouth. David's groan leapt from the speakers.

I was so shocked, I just kept doing what I was doing, pumping the vibrator in and out, panting. I was sweating and flushed.

Sandy brought her left hand over to David's cock and started stroking him up and down. She pulled her mouth away from his cock. "See, Gretta. I told you. Like a wedge, baby. He has the best cock." She sank her mouth back down on it, sucking hard.

I watched her suck him, suck my brother. It was so exciting. I could feel the deep sensation build in my hips, like a rubber band stretching and stretching, tighter and tighter. I rocked my hips in time with the vibe in my pussy. My heart was racing. I could feel my orgasm beginning. I tried to push the feeling back and that lasted for the moment.

Sandy was really fucking herself now and intently sucking David's cock. She pulled her mouth away for a moment, rubbing the swollen head of his penis across her tongue and looking up where David's face would be. Then, she stopped and looked at me. "There's nothing like fucking your pussy and sucking on a big cock. It's so exciting. It's so… Oh, but I shouldn't be so selfish. It really is a great cock, Gretta." Then she looked back to David. "Go to her, David. Go to your sister. Go." Sandy pointed at me and waved at David.

Suddenly, he lifted his leg off the sofa and turned towards the camera, walking right past it. His cock glistening wetly with her saliva. Sandy just smiled, slowly sawing the vibrator in and out of her pussy. I didn't get it. What did she mean?

I was so excited that I started to shake, shivering as I continued to fuck myself with the vibe. Whatever they were into, this was good. I didn't care. This was too good. I closed my eyes and pictures of David's cock flowed into my mind -- Sandy sucking it on the video. His cock getting swallowed by her pussy on his bed. The deep feeling grew within me. A hot flush started rising up my body. I moaned each time that my hand sank the vibrator deep inside me.

Footsteps softly padded along the carpet beside me. Something sank down on the couch next to me. Then, I heard a deep voice. "Here, Gretta, this is for you." I opened my eyes. David was beside me. His massive erection glistened right in my face, so beautiful, so sexy. My mouth opened in surprise. His cock touched my lips. I could smell his manly smell. My tongue licked my lips where it touched, accidentally licking his cock. He flinched.

I looked up and saw David looking down at me, concern written all over his face. I wanted this cock. I needed this cock, but it was David's, my brother's cock.

I looked back up at him again. He grinned and nodded. I looked back at his cock, shining and magnificent. "Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God." I opened my lips, breathing hotly, closed my eyes and took David's cock into my mouth. It was so warm, so manly. It's musky flavor burst through my mouth and into my nose as I breathed. David jumped as my mouth closed over him, his penis sliding slippery over my lips. I grabbed it with my left hand and held it in my mouth.

I began sliding my lips up and down David's cock, savoring the texture of his flesh, the scent of him. My tongue danced on the underside of it, teasing it. It swelled in my mouth.

The vibe continued its journey in and out of me. My hips rock against my hand descending. The wire of tension inside of me was stretched to a thin line. Having David's cock with me had just heightened my lust to cum.

I opened my eyes and looked up at David. He was staring down at me, taking in my body and what I was doing to it. I sucked my cheeks in surrounding his cock. He moaned. I could taste his precum swirling on my tongue.

Sensations in my pussy overwhelmed me and I pulled my mouth away to breath. "Oh fuck. Oh my God." I panted, arching my back against the back of the sofa. I looked up at David, then back at his magnificent cock, sticky and wet, shining in the grip of my hand. Then I looked down at the vibrator plunged all the way inside of me -- just the white dial protruding from my lips. Using my middle finger, I pushed it in a little deeper until it rested against my cervix. That did it. My whole body started to tremble from the inside, flashes of heat and shocks sprang up my tummy and launched from my nipples. I started cumming. I pulled hard on David's penis, stroking it, beating it.

David groaned. Then yelled. Stars went off in my head. Hot warmth surrounded me. I felt myself thrusting my hips into the air, against my battery-powered lover -- once, twice, then three and four times. All the air left my lungs and I collapsed, quivering and shaken on the couch. My head was stuck at an odd angle on the back of the couch and I could feel sweat rolling down my sides. The vibrator was at my side, still humming and spinning. Breathing heavily, I lay there for a while, opening and closing my eyes. I may have dozed.

I rolled my head to my left and noticed sperm on my chest and legs. A big glob of it ran across my breasts, settling on my sternum. David sat on the end of the couch, holding his cock, now half spent and drooping, but still swollen red and slick with an ice cream melt of sperm running down the side of it.

I watched him and breathed, trying to find my equilibrium. I knew I wouldn't be able to stand, if I tried. That had been incredible. I'd never cum that hard in my life, but what about my brother? What could I say to him? What should I say?