by Skye Reed
I heard Jim say, "you are so beautiful."
I turned my head back to kiss Jim as I did I dropped my hand into Barry's lap. I could feel his cock getting hard underneath my hand. My other hand was still on Jim's cock.
Barry again started to say something. I turned back to him and said, "Shut up," and kissed him again. He kissed back. I could feel his cock getting harder under my fingers.
"Hold on," I said. I stood up in front of them.
"I'm not really good at this but...," I slid my hands to my waist under my shirt. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my panties and pushed them to the ground. Then I got lost. I wasn't sure what to do next. I'd opened myself up completely, offered everything I had, I was feeling extremely vulnerable. I don't know what I would have done if they rejected me. I figured I'd put it back on them.
I looked at them both and said, "Ok guys, I want this, but it's up to you. I don't have a lot of experience and that's as much as I know how to do."
Standing there, vulnerable, unsure, and scared had my pussy dripping wet.
Jim laughed stood up took me in his arms and said, "You're doing great," then kissed me.
He stopped and we both looked at Barry. I wasn't sure what my brother would do. Barry stood up and stepped to me. His hands went to the hem of my shirt. He pulled it up and over my head. I was now naked in front of them. Barry took me in his arms and kissed me.
As he kissed me I saw Jim take off his shirt. Then Barry turned me back to Jim as I kissed Jim, Barry started to undress. They kissed me back and forth until we were all naked.
I loved feeling their naked bodies against mine. I felt so safe and warm in their arms. As Jim kissed me I felt his hand slide to my breast. He played with my nipple. Barry was behind me. I could feel his hard cock pressed up against my ass as he kissed my neck and his hand played with my other breast. I could feel my pussy dripping.
I moaned softly as Jim's lips left mine and he started lightly sucking on my breasts. I reached down and took his cock in my hand. The only cock I'd ever touched was Roy's. Jim's was heavier and thicker. I reached back with my other hand to stroke my brother's cock. It was also longer and thicker than Roy's. I wondered how different they would feel inside me.
Barry's hand slid down my body and over my stomach. I held my breath in anticipation as it slid lower. I gave a sharp intake of breath as his fingers slid over my clit. He slid past my clit to my dripping pussy and rubbing his fingers against my slit got them wet and lubricated. His wet fingers then circled around my clit and then entered me. I moaned.
Jim reached down, put both hands under my ass, and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his hips. He put me down on the couch with my pussy just at the edge of the couch. He kissed me as he did. Slowly he kissed his way down my body, taking his time at my neck, breasts, and belly.
Then with my legs on his shoulders his tongue lightly touched my clit. I moaned. After that his talented tongue and lips made me do more than moan. I'd been licked there before. Roy tried, but this was different. I grabbed hold of Jim's hair and pulled his head into my pussy. Within 30 seconds I realized the difference between having your pussy licked and someone who knows what they're doing.
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," I moaned.
I felt my orgasm building. I'd never cum with someone else before. Only myself.
The orgasm washed over my body. It felt amazing. I saw Barry watching. I reached out and started stroking his cock.
"Come'ere," I said and pulled him up on the couch and his cock to my mouth. I'd given Roy bjs before. He came in like a minute. I'd make him warn me so he wouldn't cum in my mouth or on me. I'd point his cock back at him and he'd cum on himself. I didn't care where Barry came. I just wanted to be good at it.
I was surprised when Barry didn't cum right away, maybe because I was having a hard time concentrating with Jim's tongue in my pussy. I came two more times.
Jim again picked me up. This time he put me on my knees facing the couch. My head was in my brother's lap. I again started sucking his cock again.
'Geesh sis," Barry said. "You are so good."
"Well, you're only the second person I've done this for, so I wouldn't know," I teased.
"Trust me," he said.
As I sucked his cock I felt the tip of Jim's cock against the opening of my pussy.
I pulled my mouth of Barry's cock. "Do it," I said.
Jim didn't have to be asked again. My pussy as so wet his cock slid right in. I grunted as t filled me.
"Oh my god, I've never felt so full," I groaned.
Jim started pumping his cock in and out of me.
"You're little sister has the tightest pussy I ever fucked," said Jim.
I started to get the hang of sucking Barry's cock while getting fucked. Not only was I on fire, I was proud of myself. As Jim's cock pumped my pussy I felt my body start to cum again.
"Oh my god, I'm cumming," I practically squealed.
My orgasm hit and I collapsed with my face in Barry's lap. Jim pulled out of me. I whimpered as he did.
"Barry, you gotta try her pussy," he said.
Wow, my brother's best friend just fucked me and was telling my brother he should fuck me. My body was on fire. It was so naughty, but, right there, right then, after Jim had fucked me, I would have fucked anyone. I wanted a cock in me.
I looked at my brother's face. ""Fuck me," I pleaded.
My brother laid down on the floor and pulled me in top of him. He aimed his cock at my dripping wet pussy. I lowered myself onto it, slowly, I wanted to feel every inch.
"God yes," I moaned as his cock completely filled me.
I started raising and lowering myself on his cock. I thought about the fact that I was fucking my own brother. That thought made me cum with a loud, " Yes."
Jim sat on the couch stroking his cock. "Fuck Barry, that's the hottest thing I ever saw."
"Oh, you like watching me fuck my brother?" I responded.
"Fuck yes," said Jim. "It's so hot and you look amazingly sexy."
"You think?" I gave him a shy smile. "Watch this."
I was feeling sexy and feeling bold. I sat up straight and I started grinding on my brother's cock. I moved my body like a stripper and brought my hands up to play with my tits and pull on my nipples. I kept eye contact with Jim.
"Is this sexy?" I asked in a coquettish voice.
"Fuck" he responded and kept stroking his cock.
I kept playing with my tits with one hand, and I slid the other down to my clit and started fingering myself. The feeling sent shockwaves through my body.
"How about this?" I breathed.
"You are so fucking hot," Jim responded.
"I'm going to cum," Barry said.
I leaned down and kissed him on the lips. "Cum in me." I whispered.
I sat back up and ground myself hard on his cock. I felt his cum spurt inside of me. Even as wet as I was I could feel him fill me up. I threw my head back and came.
"Fuck yes, oh my god that feels so good," I said breathily.
Then I looked at Jim, "Was that good?" I asked.
"Fuck yes," he said. He stood up off the couch and started jacking his cock harder.
"Are you going to cum for me?" I asked with a shy smile.
"I'm going to cum all over you," he replied.
As he said it the first rope of cum squirted out and splashed on my chest. It was hot and sticky. I'd always hated it when Roy got cum on me. This time I brought my hands up and rubbed it on my tits as string after string hit my tits and belly. I even rubbed some on my clit. This made me cum again.
"That was fucking amazing," Barry said.
"Oh? So you liked fucking your sister?" I replied laughingly. I could feel his cock start to get hard inside of me again. I wiggled my ass on him. "I guess so," I added.
"It's my turn," said Jim.
He lightly pushed me off my brother and onto my back on the floor. He knelt between my legs and pushed them so they were strai
ght up in the air. His cock was hard again. He placed it against my pussy and entered me with one thrust. He pushed my legs forward. I had my knees practically to my chest. My pussy was completely stretched around him.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," I grunted with every thrust.
Barry sat on the couch stroking his cock.
"That's it Jim, fuck my sister. God Michelle, you look amazing." Then he added. "Hottest girl I ever saw you fuck."
"Wait," I said. "You've watched before?"
Jim laughed, "We may have shared a girl before but no one as hot as you."
That was news, but I didn't care, I just wanted to fuck.
Soon Jim's cock brought me to another orgasm.
"Oh my god, fuck, I'm going to cum again," I moaned.
As I came, I felt Jim tense up.
"Yes baby, cum with me."
Even with my pussy a mess I could feel him cum in me. I came again.
Barry was still stroking his cock. Jim fell back on the floor.
"That was amazing," I sighed.
"Yeah," said Jim. Then he added, "Michelle, how would you feel about continuing?"
"If you want to fuck again, we can," I answered.
"No," said Jim. "I mean dating, see where it takes us."
My mind was kind of a mess. He wanted to date me? After seeing me act like a total slut? After watching me fuck my brother? I didn't really get it.
"Dating?" I responded.
"Yeah," he said. "I've always loved you. I thought like a sister but I realize it's more."
"But, what about this?" I said with a bit of fear in my voice.
"This? Hell your brother's my best friend. You can fuck him anytime you want. In fact, I think he needs help now." He indicated my brother stroking his hard cock on the couch.
"Kiss me, then suck him dry," he said.
Dr. Frank's Newest Patient
When I was fifty-one, I had resigned myself to the idea that my best sexual days were behind me. My wife, who was the love of my life and incredible in bed, passed away five years earlier at the age of forty. To say I was devastated would be an understatement; for two years I could barely do anything but take care of our daughter Penny. After that, I began dating once in awhile, but no one exciting: a few single moms from Penny's school, some widows, and mostly we talked about the past. Occasionally I got laid, but our hearts weren't in it and without the passion it was merely scratching an itch. Once, in a fit of loneliness and after hours of watching porn, I called my friend Tom who used prostitutes. He put me in contact with a girl named Laura, who was nineteen and cute and could deepthroat me for fifteen minutes straight. So about once a month I paid her a visit, but always felt guilty afterwards. I had Penny at home.
I should mention that I'm a gynecologist. Technically an OB-GYN. I share the practice with Tom. Before you get any ideas, you should know I'm very good at my job, and aside from a good doctor's appreciation of the human body, I didn't think of my patients sexually. Most of them were pregnant or trying to conceive, and I was happy to keep them healthy on their journey. I've delivered many babies, and love my job. Tom, on the other hand, takes more than a little pleasure in spending his days between women's legs. I've noticed how he tends to snap up the young patients - he's very funny and personable, and most of them don't see through him - so he can, as he's told me, be the first to put his fingers into their girly pussies.
Tom is a creep, I'm aware of that. But he's not a bad doctor, and he's never done anything like take photos of patients or touch them inappropriately. I suspect most of his bragging is talk.
But when Penny turned eighteen and asked for an exam, I wasn't about to find out.
"Sweetie, what did you say?"
Penny and I were eating breakfast before school. She was all ready in her uniform, and we always ate together before I drove her to her Catholic high school.
"I said," Penny's cheeks were bright red, and my heart broke for her. She was so embarrassed! "Lucy just had her first female exam, and she says since I'm eighteen I should get one. I need a... what's that test?"
I stopped chewing. "A pap smear."
Her little ears went red. "Yes, that."
I put my spoon back in my bowl. "You know, sweetie, you're probably right."
"So, should I make an appointment with Dr. Tom?"
"No," I said.
"But that's who Lucy saw," Penny said.
I know. Dr. Tom told me all about it. Lucy, Penny's best friend since babyhood, apparently waxed her pussy, even her little asshole. I wonder who taught her that. And she'd gotten wet during the exam. She'd come over for a sleepover at our house that night, and, truth be told, it wasn't easy to get those images out of my head. Lucy is a beautiful girl, and she was right down the hall. I hadn't seen a bare pussy on someone who wasn't a whore in years.
"I'm just going to have to think about it," I said. "Ready for school?"
Penny nodded, and got up to place her bowl in the sink. She didn't mention this again as we drove to school.
My mind was racing. For some reason, I wanted to scold Penny for asking for this, as if she'd been asking me to buy her condoms or let a boy stay over. But that was ridiculous - I knew she was being sensible. She was eighteen now, and physically mature.
Not that she looked it, mind. My Penny barely stood five feet, one hundred pounds soaking wet. Her breasts had hardly grown, just little puffs under her shirt. Maybe that was why this shocked me so much. My own wife had been average height with an hourglass figure - Penny only resembled her in face. Her body came from our extended family, no one specific. When I looked at her in the passenger seat, her plaid skirt on her thighs and her white kneesocks, I had to remind myself she was an adult, not a child. Even if she didn't look it, her uterus and, my mind skipped over the word, vagina, were mature.
We lived in a very small, conservative town. Tom's and my practice was the only one for miles around, except for a frightening clinic that I know pushed anti-sex literature on all the girls, shaming them for even asking about their bodies. I'd spent my whole life in women's healthcare; there was no way I could let my baby go to a place like that.
As I washed my hands and put on my white coat, I tried to think of alternatives. Could a nurse do it? Maybe we could visit her grandma and sign her up for an exam there. It was out of the question for her to see Dr. Tom - I imagined him telling his friends about my daughter's pussy and wanted to kill him.
I turned off the water. Pussy? Had I really just thought that?
That word was so sexual. We never used it in the practice, obviously, just the clinical terms: labia, vagina, clitoris. Pussy is a word reserved for women you're actually fucking.
I shook it off. It was because of Tom, I reminded myself. He says that word. I wasn't thinking about my daughter's pussy.
Penny went over to a friend's that night, so I paid a trip to see Laura.
"Hey cutie," I said when I got to the hotel room. I always saw her there. She was waiting in the white nightgown I bought her, with a pink bow between the breasts. I don't know, but it just kills me to see women in innocent cotton nightwear.
"Hey Frank," she said. She was still wearing her socks. I was already getting hard.
I put my coat down on the chair and came over to the bed.
"Sit on my lap sweetie."
Laura has an amazing ass: tight and smooth and bitable. She separated her cheeks so she caught my cock right in between.
"Good girl," I said. "Let's see if you've been a good girl?"
She purred, and got on her hands and knees on the bed. We've been through this many times before.
"Now, pull yourself apart. Show me," I said, standing behind her.
She separated her asscheeks and let me see her asshole and cunt, pink and wet. I leaned in and took an inhale; amazing.
I love pussy. I may be professional at work, but I'm still a man. It's like a switch goes on when I have a woman in bed. I reminded myself that it might be time to start dating again
, maybe Tinder, so I could meet young ladies normally. Laura was expensive.
"Mmm." I leaned down and parted her lips. She was shiny and wet; perfect. I gave her a kiss. "Looks like you've been naughty," I said.
"Yes sir." Laura, one of her best virtues, is she can make herself weep. I heard her sniffling and got rock hard in my pants. "I'm so sorry sir. I was touching myself."
