My name is Jennifer, the last born in my family. I'm avarage in hight, well endowed in perfect places with pale blue eyes. I have sexy body but I don't like to flaunt it at boys. I just finished college and was really looking forward to visiting my older brother, Mike. I hadn't seen him in almost two years and I really missed him. Even though he was nine years older than me who is eighteen years. We had always been close when I was growing up before he left home, never to return again from college, having met and married Vicky and started his own life. Life at home with my parents had become more difficult for me this last year as I felt myself to be more grown up than my parents were willing to admit. I had taken the car they had bought for me, which I really wasn't supposed to be driving without an adult licensed driver with me, but I felt fairly certain that they wouldn't call the police, and as long as I drove carefully, I wouldn't get into any trouble. I knew the note I had left
I hurried back to the shower before they saw me, I was surprised to find myself aroused as well as shocked by what I had just seen. It shouldn't shock me, I told myself. After all, they have been married for two years now. It was just that the door had been open. I was just shocked. But I noticed in the mirror that my nipples had hardened into big knots on the ends of my big breasts. I brought my hands up to cup them and felt a thrill course through my body as my fingers closed on my nipples, squeezing them and gently pulling on them.I was always amazed how my body could feel when I stimulated myself in ways that I was sure my mother would not approve. Just thinking of what it must feel like to have someone do to me what I had seen Mike doing to Vicky made me shiver. It must be wonderful, I thought as I stepped into the shower.It felt good to wash the long day away as I stood under the water. Finally I forced myself to get out, carefully drying my long hair and then standing in fron
Then I put the magazine down, and feeling a little guilty, began to open the drawers of their dressers, just looking inside of them to see if there were any more magazines or something. When I pulled open the drawer on the night table which looked like Mike's side of the bed, I hit pay dirt, pulling out a photo album. Sitting down and opening it, my mouth dropped. Each page was the same. First a picture of Mike and Vicky with anothervcouple, then the same picture but this time everyone was naked. Then there were usually three or four more pictures, each one showing Mike or Vicky having sex with one of the other people. And there were pages and pages of it, 36 in all, I counted.Slowly I studied each page, shocked and also proud in a way as I saw how big my brother's dick was. Vicky, too, amazed me. She really did have an amazing body and she obviously loved using it. There were pictures of her with dicks in her mouth, pussy, and ass. Sometimes all at once. There were even several pict
"You okay?" Mike asked me, seeing the look on my face."Yeah," I replied. "She's really beautiful, isn't she?""I sure think so," Mike replied, smiling. "I think I'm a pretty lucky guy.""She's the lucky one," I said involuntary."Well, thank you, little sister," Mike said, leaning over and kissing me on the forehead. "I'll remember that. Well, I do have to go to work today, so I'd better get ready," he said, putting his coffee cup down and heading back to his bedroom.Vicky returned soon, this time wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt."Is this better?" She asked, smiling at me."I'd imagine you look good in anything," I replied, smiling at her and realizing that I liked her."Aren't you sweet," Vicky said, kissing my on the cheek. "But I'm sure you turn plenty of heads yourself. You're turning into quite a beautiful young woman," She said."Oh, I don't know," I said, blushing. "I don't have a boyfriend or anything.""Is that because you don't want one or because you don't like the
I could see, but not really, and I found myself very turned on. I remembered the pictures and knew what it would look like.I continued to watch, surprised that they were just doing it with the door open, knowing that I was there. I could see into Vicky's pussy as she knelt on the bed, her knees apart and her pussy lips spread. I could see that special little button which gave me so much pleasure sticking out above Vicky's pussy lips. Then I heard a groan from the other room and saw that Mike was holding Vicky by the head, holding her down on his dick. After a minute Vicky sat up and then got to her feet."I'll go fix you that drink now," she said,"and meet you outside. I've just had my dicktail.""Go on, get out of here," Mike laughed, sitting up.I quickly lay back onto my bed, trying to pretend that I hadn't seen or noticed anything as Vicky came out of their room. She smiled at me as she headed up to the kitchen. Then I saw Mike got out of the room, naked, as he followed Vicky to
"I've never touched another girl before," I said,"Not like that.""Oh, it's nothing," Vicky said, giving a little laugh. "In the end we're all just bodies, men or women. The differences are small.""What do you mean?" I asked, the words sounding strange to my, the ideas."Well, it's just that the difference between a man and a woman is not so great as people like to make out," She said. "I mean, I've seen men with breasts bigger than any woman's, yet you don't see anyone making a big issue over it like with us.""I never thought of that," I said, nodding my head."And a man's penis," Vicky said,"Our clitoris is formed by the same genes that make the man's penis, it's just that ours are small and soft while theirs are big and hard. We both get very excited.""I didn't know that," I said, blushing."You know how it feels good to rub your clitoris?" Vicky asked. "It feels just as good to a man.""Is it the same?" I asked, feeling my nipples harden as my imagination ran."I don't really k
"God, I love the taste of your dick," she said, leaning forward and kissing him. "And I even like the taste of my own pussy on your face almost as much," she added, licking his cheek. "If I was more flexible, I would eat my own pussy and I will never need anybody again.""And you will go crazy without a dick all the time," Mike said, getting to his feet."Maybe," Vicky agreed, "but I will still like to be able to do it.""Well, I will sure like to watch," Mike agreed, putting an arm around her waist as they walked down the hallway to their room.When they got to the doorway, they looked in on me, who was laying on top of my covers, pretending to be asleep, not wearing a shirt, my big breasts covering my chest."Isn't she beautiful?" I heard Vicky said to Mike as they watched me."She sure is," Mike agreed, leading hee into their room. "Very."About an hour later Vicky woke up and shook Mike awake."Let's get some dinner," She said. "I'm hungry.""Go ahead," Mike said sleepily. "Wake m
We lay like this, arms wrapped around each other, breasts pressing against breasts, legs entwined. I felt Vicky's hands gently sliding down my back, caressing me, squeezing my ass as she held me close. And I responded, letting my hands explore Vicky's body, marveling in its softness and finding it so very exciting."So, how do you feel?" Vicky asked finally."Oh, Vicky," I breathed. "I never knew I could feel so good," I replied. "It was wonderful.""And you liked it?" Vicky asked, smiling at my."Like nothing I've ever done before," I confessed, impulsively kissing her again."Now maybe you're ready to masturbate with me," Vicky said."What do you mean?" I asked, puzzled."I want you to watch me masturbate and I want to watch you," Vicky explained. "It can be very exciting. Would you like to try?""Sure, I guess so," I agreed. "What should I do?""You just watch me first," Vicky explained,"Then I'll watch you.""Okay," I agreed as Vicky rolled out of my arms onto her back, her feet f
Mike's mouth was partly agape. His eyes were bulging already. Any man would want to have a taste of those milk industries. Oh damn it! He was not any man. The lady in question was his freaking sister-in-law! Vicky hesitantly grabbed both boobs with her hands— a futile effort to cover it up. In between her fingers, the nipples were still pointing at Mike. It felt like they were telling him to come. “Damn it, Mike!! Get a fucking grip of yourself!” He thought in his mind. As if jolted back to reality, he turned swiftly. “Mickey,” Vicky's voice called him in a very cute manner. “Is there—” Mike didn't let her finish before cutting her off. “What the heck are you doing in my matrimonial chamber?” His voice was stern and rebuking. “Your matrimonial room,” Vicky said, feigning ignorance. “Oh, my bad. I had no idea. Didn't know which of the rooms you told me to go to.” “Y
On a cold and quiet night, the voice of Jennifer moaned melodiously as her husband, Mike rammed in and out of her. Beads of sweat were all over the head of the well built thirty year old man. “I love you, Mike,” Jennifer croaked out amidst the pleasure that was ravaging her entire body. “Call me daddy, sweetheart,” Mike's hoarse voice said, sending chills down the heavily aroused and sensitive body of his wife. “Daddy!!” Jennifer obeyed. The moment of pleasure lingered for a while before the two finally got to the height of the excitement. Jennifer hit orgasm with soft and tender cry accompanied by many body jerks. She came. Mike, on the other hand, shot his hot cum deep inside her. With that, he let his weight collapse on the bed. Not long after that, he carried Jennifer to the bathroom and washed her up. Jennifer was in bed, waiting for Mike to join her so they could sleep in a warm cuddle when his phone began to ring. “Babe, your phone is ringing,” she said. Mike finished wa
Epilogue . . . Rothschild came back home in anger and told Bella to leave his house. "Leave my house. I don't want to see you in my house anymore." Rothschild said. "What are you saying? What have came over you?" Bella asked. "Nothing. I just realized you have been deceiving me. I'm not impotent. Amelia just gave birth to my son." "And how sure are you that you are the father?" Bella asked and Rothschild slapped her across the face. "Don't say that in your life again. I ran a test and it confirmed that I'm okay. You have made me do terrible things. Now i want you to leave. I don't want you again." Rothschild said and it sparked an argument. It ended with Bella leaving his house. The next day, Mike went back to the hospital. He could not rest. Rothschild arrived at the hospital nearly breathless, trying to suppress the storm of emotions crashing against the walls of his heart. He needed to see Amelia, had to seek her out. He weaved through the clinical corridors, the scent
"Look here, mister, you have to leave here now, or else, I'm going to call the security on you. We are not ready to listen to whatever you have to explain. You can't just come here and cook up a story, then expect us to believe. We are not kids. By the way, Who even gave you the permission to come in here in the first place and disrupt the peace of a woman who has just given birth?""The doctor did....the doctor gave me permission to come in here!" Rothschild replied hurriedly before they got any other second thought. He wiped the tears from his eyes and waited. "The doctor?" The second nurse asked this time. "Yes, the doctor asked that I come in here to see my wife.""She is not your wife, mister. That woman lying there is a single mother and I'd appreciate if you leave here already." The first nurse said sternly to him. Their arguments and noises was disrupting Amelia from having a peaceful rest. It got to a point that Amelia woke up from the sleep. "What....what is going on he
"Amelia?" Rothschild called out as he got closer to her and stared down at her face. He couldn't believe his eyes—he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Amelia had given birth! He rushed to where the child was to see the child that she had given birth to. He held his breath for what seemed like an hour—just staring down at the child who was fast asleep too, with amazement in his eyes. He held himself back from crying. "It's....it's my child!" Rothschild let out, trying to fight back the tears but he couldn't help himself. The child was too beautiful for him to take his eyes off. And the child was equally tiny too. Rothschild wanted to reach down and hold his newborn baby in his arms but the door suddenly opened, disrupting him from touching the child. "Sir, what are you doing here?" It was the nurse who had earlier told him to stay miles away from the ward. "I...I...just came in here to.." Rothschild couldn't seem to find his voice anymore. "Please sir, you need to leav
Rothschild could not contain his joy when he got a response from Amelia the next morning. Although she had not revealed her location to him yet, the contents of Amelia's message made Rothschild leap for another round of joy. Her due date was around the corner and Amelia had wanted him to know that she was going to have their baby sooner or later. "So I'm finally going to be a father!" Rothschild said with excitement in his tone. "When I thought that this day would never come, finally luck has decided to shine its rays down on me." Rothschild said and continued with his preparations to go to the hospital. The result of the test that had conducted on him was finally ready and he had a good feeling that it was going to turn out to be positive. Rothschild ignored Bella's presence still in his home while he walked past her with happiness—he didn't care about anything else, order
"You are impotent, don't you remember and there's the test from the hospital to prove that!" Bella said in response. Rothschild curled his fist into a ball, holding himself back from slapping the hell out of Bella's cheeks. "You bitch!" He roared at her. "I should have known that this is who you really are. Why didn't I know from the start that your heart is darker than night in itself!""How can you speak to me like that. You know it's true, Rothschild, you know what I'm saying is true. Amelia is a liar and a cheat. She got pregnant for another man and now you think that the child is yours?""Be reasonable for just one time in your life!" Bella added. "The only unreasonable person here is you, because you think that I'm a puppet you have your fingertips, isn't that right, Bella?!" Rothschild shot at her but she kept mute. "Answer me, Bella, did you or did you not doctor those test results?!" Rothschild asked,
"Don't you dare put your fucking hands on me, or else I'm going to beat the crap out of you!" Rothschild yelled out in anger. Bella scotted backward in fear, she had never seen Rothschild this angry before and it scared the life out of her. "You lying scum, I don't even know what to call you. You made me send my pregnant wife away from the house and now, I don't even know where to find her!""She wouldn't take my calls or even reply to my text messages and it's all your fucking fault, you bloody bastard!" Rothschild cursed out at Bella who still wore her mask of ignorance. "What...what are you talking about, Rothschild?!" Bella asked, feigning ignorance as she sat still on the floor. "Don't even get me started on that!" He warned. "I want you to go up there, pack everything that belongs to you and get the hell out of my house, I don't want to ever set my eyes on you again, do you understand that?!" Rothschild said and stormed off. "Rothschild please wait!" Bella tried to stop hi
Bella was in shock for almost an hour after Rothschild had left the house. She wanted to run after Rothschild but she found her foot rooted to the ground. "And what was that I had seen in Rothschild's hand, it can't be what I think it is or can it be that...." "No, no way, it cannot be possible!" Bella said aloud to herself, rushing back into her room to change out of the clothes and put on proper clothes but by the time she went outside, there was no sign of Rothschild anywhere, he had already driven away. "No, no, this can't be!" Bella started to panic. She couldn't see what was right in front of her and that caused her to trip over the stairs while she walked. She remained on the floor motionless but clutching her chest tightly. In as much as Bella wanted to deny that she had seen Rothschild walk out of the room with a test results in his hand, so that it would offer her a flicker of hope that Rothschild was not suspecting a thing, it was obvious that the jig was up and soon