sister's slavering snatch. The tightening of her cunt muscles around his pounding cock made his entire body stiffen as his legs stretched way back and his balls swelled painfully.
And then he was pumping another load of jism into her flaming-hot cunt. She could feel him trembling with each hot, liquid jolt as it soaked into the walls of her quivering cunt. Her entire twat was flooded with her brother's shooting sperm.
Bernadette loved it, feeling her own orgasm suddenly enhanced by the violent throes of her screwing brother as he fired wad after wad of hot, white spunk into her as she frenetically squeezed her clutching pussy around the spurting cock.
Their mouths locked together as they kissed. Each squirmed strongly against the other as her cunt muscles tightened violently around his punching dick and her fingernails tore into his back.
They writhed and rolled together on the bed, their thighs wrapped tightly together. Ron's squirting cock pumped into his sister's sweet pussy again and again, thrilling to the way her sucking cunt nursed strongly on his already-wilting prick.
Slowly, little by little, the shockwave settled, easing until the sensations were warm tingles. They settled back, slowly separating from one another.
'Hey, kid,' Ron whispered, 'you fuck great. I knew you'd be terrific, but I had no idea you'd be this good. We gotta do this more often.'
Sure, Bernadette thought, able to think now that the throes of passion had finished washing over her. Sure, we have to fuck more often and one day Ron'll marry and leave, and where will I be? In a house with Alvin the moron, waiting for his dim-witted prick to fill my cunt and make me feel like a whole woman.
'I'll let you know when, Ron,' she whispered, feeling alone and lost.
'Hey, why spoil a good thing? Why not let me come back tonight, when all the others are asleep?'
'Give a girl time to recover,' she said, flattering his ego, knowing it was the only way he would keep away. 'I'll need more than a little time.'
'Hey, yeah, sure. I don't want you mad at me, Bern.'
'I'm not mad at you, Ron,' she sighed.
No! She was angry with herself. The instant she had felt her brother's cock against her ass, she had wilted into submission. What was wrong with her?
CHAPTER FIVE
'Dr. Fischer, I'm going out of my mind,' Bernadette said.
It was the following week, and she was seated in the analyst's overstuffed chair, in his office.
'Have there been any new developments, Miss Reese?' Fischer asked.
'Too many,' she replied. 'I'm being shared between Alvin, my middle brother, and Ron, my youngest brother. I don't know if either is aware of what's going on with the other, but in the afternoons I either have to go to bed with Alvin or fight him off, and at night I either give in to Ron or use some feeble excuse so he won't, go away feeling hurt. But the worst part of all this is, I'm enjoying it more and more.'
'I see,' Fischer nodded. 'In a way this has to be viewed as a very healthy sign. You aren't limited to only one member of your family. Now, if you can enjoy yourself with more than one brother… oh by the way, are you enjoying your second brother?'
'Ron? He's my third brother… oh, yes, I see what you mean, the second brother to have intercourse with me. Well, yes, I'm enjoying him much more than Alvin, but that's because he's much more inventive. He uses so many different positions, and he's as concerned with my orgasm as he is with his own. Ron is very thoughtful. We do everything, Doctor. When he uses his mouth on my vagina, it's like, well, it's fabulous. I've never had anyone eat me that way before, not even my father.'
'And you enjoy reciprocating?'
'I feel terribly ashamed to admit I like feeling him immensely. But when it's all over, I get these pangs of guilt.'
'I see. These pangs are induced by your upbringing, about how it's wrong for members of the immediate family to copulate with one another. You do understand this?'
'It's much more than that, Doctor. My reason for feeling these guilt pangs is a very selfish one. I know Ron will one day find another girl and marry, and leave me. That means I'll be stuck with Alvin for the rest of my life, and good as he is in bed, I can't stand him at any other time. Doctor, I need help.'
'Miss Reese, I'm trying to help you. You have to give me a chance. Now, you say you feel differently with Ron than with Alvin.'
'Yes,' Bernadette nodded.
'It's Ron's better mind that helps you love him more. You realize this, of course.'
'Of course. But there are other factors to consider. I want a life of my own, away from my brothers. Doctor, I'd rather be a cheap whore and make it with a hundred different men a day, provided each of those men could make me come the way my father and brothers have.'
'We have to find out what it is about your immediate family that attracts you, Miss Reese. Is there a masculinity in them you find lacking in other men?'
'No, not really. At least I don't think so.'
'Do you feel the men in your family appreciate you more than an outsider might?'
'How do you mean that?'
'In a physical sense,' Fischer pointed out. 'Do you think your physical attributes are better appreciated by your brothers than by other men?'
'Why no, of course not.'
'I'm glad you can see that.'
'Pardon?'
'I said,' Fischer repeated, 'I'm glad you can see that. You see, I, like many other men, can see you for what you are, Miss Reese. You are a very beautiful young woman. Please rest assured every healthy man can appreciate that fact.'
'You, too, Doctor?'
'Please, Miss Reese. I'm a doctor and I'm talking to you as a doctor to a patient. I don't wish to become personally entangled in this. Then I'd lose my professional objectivity and be of no value to you.'
Bernadette stared at Dr. Fischer for a long moment and realized he was even more handsome than she had remembered. For a moment, just for a moment, she felt a flicker of excitement when he looked at her. But his stare was coldly professional and apparently without emotion. Or was it? For a brief instant she thought she saw the tiniest glimmer in his eyes. But no, it couldn't be.
'We have to find out what it is about your family that makes you feel attracted to the men therein rather than other, outside men. Once we discover that, we can redirect your emotions to other men.'
'How can we do this?'
'When you come here, next time, I want you to have a list drawn up of all the qualities you see in each of your brothers as well as what you saw in your father. Then I want you to compare these qualities to other men you know, and see what the other men lack.'
'Certainly, Doctor, if you think it'll help.'
'It's one of the many things we must try,' Fischer told her.
This session, like the previous session, passed swiftly. All too soon it came to an end. Once again Bernadette extended her hand as she left and felt Fischer's firm handclasp. A strange shock passed swiftly through her nervous system. It was so swift it felt like a small tingle and nothing more. But it was a definite sensation, and Bernadette recognized that it was there.
Leaving the doctor's office, Bernadette got on the bus and reflected on her session with the doctor. He'd had a good idea in the list, but it wasn't enough. He was circumventing the most important thing, and that was the reaching of a climax, a total climax, both a mental and physical one, without the help of someone from her family. She would have to try something or someone else, in addition to Dr. Fischer's psychiatric help.
