open up beneath her. Then, she lifted herself off the' carpet in a trembling arch and grasped the bone wall of her pelvis and rubbed it until it was over.
Chapter 5
After their lovemaking bout, Jim and Lisa sat sipping brandies, talking about Jo. Jim said, 'You really think she's ripe, huh?'
'I know she is-I wish you could have seen our session. If I didn't know any better I'd say she was a pure lesbian. You know,' she said thoughtfully, 'she performed as if she had been doing it for years-making love, I mean-yet, she claims it was the first time. '
'Well, I guess it would be interesting to find out for sure.'
'You would enjoy that, wouldn't you? Lisa teased.
'Hell, yes,' he admitted frankly.
'Do you want to go it alone?'
'Yeah,' Jim said, 'It would probably be better that way. She's gonna throw some resistance, but I think I can handle her. '
'Okay, lover, you're on your own,' Lisa said. I'm going on to bed, but then,' she paused, 'I might do a bit of spying through that keyhole myself.'
Jim grinned and put on his dressing robe. He poured two brandies and headed toward the locked door.
His surprise was one of sheer delight when he'd opened the connecting door to discover his luscious young sister collapsed in an orgasmic heap just inside the door, her pretty little fingers still buried in her tight pink pussy.
Instantly, Jim set the two brandies on the dresser and then swept Jo up in his arms and deposited her on the nearby bed, taking pains to leave the hem of her nighty high above her exposed pubic mound. Then, calmly, he studied the exhausted girl.
She stirred restlessly on the smooth satin coverlet of her bed, her slender forearm shielding her eyes from the white light from the bedside lamp. Slowly, painfully, she let one eye flutter open to survey her surroundings, her sleep-blurred vision locking instantly on the sulking ominous form that dominated the chair in the far corner of the room. 'Jim?' she queried softly beneath the shadow of her arm. 'Is that you?'
With a bemused but silent smile lighting up his features, Jim Davis got to his feet and approached the bed with a brandy in either hand. 'Here you go, kitten.' He beamed with devilish innocence. 'Try this little pick-me-up… you look like you could use it!'
Startled, Jo reached out and took the glassful of brandy with a shaking hand as she realized where she was and how she must have gotten there. 'W – Where?… H-How…?'
'I put you in bed, Jo, while you were sleeping… Now, drink your brandy like a good girl. '
Almost of its own volition, Jo's hand raised the glass to her lips and she took a sip, recoiling slightly from the unaccustomed taste of it. Furtively, she reached down with her free hand and tried to pull her short nighty down over her thighs, but Jim saw the motion and quickly pushed her hand away. 'There's no need to do that, sis. I know what kind of a girl you are, and I know what you've been up to! He sat down beside her and placed his hand on her thigh, slowly moving it up and down in a gently stroking motion.
'You're quite a little piece,' the lewd brother continued. 'So soft, so smooth… so young!'
Again, Jo raised her glass to her lips, this time draining it of its contents in a desperate attempt to forget how she had gotten into this mess. She had a twinge of doubt in her mind about whether or 'not she should simply sit there and allow her suddenly alarming brother to caress her legs as if she were a prostitute or something.
Jim pulled her still closer, allowing his large roaming hand to move under her nighty and brush lightly over her naked nipples. He was growing bolder by the minute, and thoughts of the things he would do to his proud young sister once she'd reached the point of helpless submission tripped excitedly through his brain. The fact that she was his own baby sister made it all the more exciting to him, and he decided to tell her what he was planning for her.
'You and I are going to have a good time tonight, Jo.' He leered down at her frightened, embarrassed face. 'Would you like to hear what I'm going to do to you? First, I'm going to take that skimpy little nighty off of you, and then in a little while I'm going to fuck you!… Do you understand, Jo? You and I are going to fuck!'
Rapidly, Jim pulled the yellow shorty gown over her head, revealing the total smooth expanse of her nakedness. Reaching out, he moved his hands over her melonous white breasts, his fingers playing over her throbbing nipples, pulling and gently tweaking them into a tingling stiffness.
The last vestiges of Jo's will to resist faded as she felt her brother's hands massaging her breasts and nipples into lustful erection. As if the two areas had some magical connection, a wild flame of desire throbbed through her now-steaming pussy. She shivered and swayed with unwanted arousal as his educated hands set her body on fire. She felt him move around on the bed until he held her in an embrace from behind, still running his hands over her sensitive nipples and down her quivering belly to her parting thighs. Jo trembled at the warm pressure of his mouth on her neck, feeling it move in a tantalizing slowness along her skin. She felt one finger worming a tingling path down between her slightly parted legs, and a soft groan rose from her heaving chest.
'Spread your legs a little wider!' he panted in her small ear.
'No, No! Stop! We have to stop!' Jo whimpered back at him, unable to stop the wild grinding of her body down into the satin-covered bed.
'You have no choice, Jo… now be quiet and do as I say.'
'Ohhhhh, Jim, I… '
'Are you ready now, Jo?' he asked cruelly, his rough hands still grinding against her breasts and thighs. 'Are you ready to feel my cock?'
Jim reached out suddenly and grabbed a handful of hair, forcibly turning her to face him as he flung back the corner of his robe to reveal his cock. Jo recoiled in sheer astonishment as her eyes locked fearfully on his prick-it was as thick as her wrist, and long and throbbing, rising up in crimson hardness like a jerking tower from between the folds of the jacket. His testicles, churning heavily in their leathery sac, spilled down on the spread from their massive weight. 'Now, are you ready?' he pressed lasciviously. 'Doesn't my cock make your mouth water?' He reached down then, grasping the loose collar of foreskin at its neck and tugged back on it until the pulsing purplish head of it stood out sleek and naked before her lust-glazed eyes.
Her eyes were drawn to and locked on her brother's massive, swollen cock that stood out menacingly from his loins like some medieval instrument of torture. It throbbed there between his legs, and again she felt a tremor of fear mixed with her passion.
'God, Jim… I-I don't think it will fit!' she whimpered fearfully as he pushed her back on the bed and crawled up over her, positioning himself, holding his lean muscled body up with strong arms and pinning her shoulders down into the soft mattress of her bed.
Finally, he captured one of her lust-hardened nipples and drew its pulsing hardness into his mouth, his teeth bruising it painfully, causing her to wince in agony, her tiny hips jerking beneath him, and she groaned aloud as the sharp twinge of pain knifed through her sensitive breast. It was a twin-edge sword of pain that sent an exquisite spasm of masochistic delight through her creaming cunt-flesh below.
'This is one piece of ass I'm really going to enjoy, Jo baby!' he hissed down at her. 'After I get this big cock of mine up that pretty little cherry pussy of yours, you're going to yell your fuckin' head off for more!'
Jo just lay there beneath him as though she were paralyzed, watching his mouth as it spewed the obscenities at her, their vileness stabbing into her brain with an odd measure of excitement, inciting further erotic feelings in her. She knew her body had betrayed her… here she was getting ready to make love to her own brother… No, to luck her own brother!
'All right, Jo, it's time for you to do a little something for yourself,' he panted above her. 'So you can take my big fat prick in your hand and guide it into your little cunt!' he ordered, his lustful eyes glowering at her in iniquitous victory.
'Oooooohhhh, Jim… N-No!… God, it's too big… ' she moaned as she was flooded with a new sense of degradation, her body quivering visibly in fearful shame.
