Chapter 11

It was well past eight o'clock in the evening by the time Emily finally got home. Emily and Donna had played with each other in the locker room, stopping only when a janitor nearly stumbled across the two naughty girls playing with each other in the showers. Giggling wickedly, Emily and Donna had quickly scampered back to their lockers and gotten changed ... and then they'd headed out to the school parking lot.

The two girls had made out a little more by Donna's car – Donna sitting on the hood of her father's BMW, while Emily shamelessly groped her friend's tits and kissed her mouth hard – before Emily had reluctantly pulled away. Donna was eager for Emily to stay the night at her house. "My parents aren't home," Donna kept whispering between Emily's kisses, "they're on a trip to Italy ... they won't be back until next week ... you could sleep over, except we won't sleep..."

But much as Emily loved the idea of just ravaging her best friend all night, and making Donna cum and cum again until she passed out from sheer exhaustion ... Emily wanted Jack. Badly. Even as Donna's face had been firmly buried between Emily's legs in the showers, eating her out to one gloriously nasty orgasm after another, Emily kept imagining her brother's face licking her needy cunt instead of Donna's, and whenever she thought of him sliding that beautiful cock of his inside her again, she'd moan and writhe in sheer delight against Donna's tongue...

"Not tonight," Emily whispered back to Donna. Nibbling on her best friend's lower lip, Emily wantonly cupped the swells one of Donna's perky tits, giving it a soft squeeze. She smiled as Donna groaned softly. "Stuff to do. But tomorrow's Friday ... so I guess after they announce who the cheerleaders are tomorrow, we can, um, celebrate a little this weekend. Maybe have a little party, or something. Do you understand?"

"I guess," Donna said dejectedly. Emily tried not to giggle as she heard the sulky disappointment in her best friend's voice. "But ... but we will get together this weekend, right? I need – um, well, I mean, I, uh, really think, um, I, uh..."

"I know what you mean," Emily said quietly. She slid her tongue into Donna's wet, eager mouth, kissing her friend passionately. You want me the way I want Jack, Emily thought as her tongue played with Donna's. Emily didn't really know if she would actually be able to get together with Donna – after all, she very much wanted to get together with her brother Jack instead – but she thought somehow that things would work out okay for everyone. A little voice in her head seemed to be telling her that, anyway.

Breaking off their last kiss, Emily gave Donna a hug and a quick squeeze of her best friend's delectable ass cheek, and then stood back, blowing kisses and waving goodbye as Donna got in her car and drove away. And the moment Donna was out of sight, Emily sprinted for her car, tires squealing and rubber burning as she raced home.

Jack, Jack, Jack, Emily thought excitedly. Finally, we get to celebrate! She didn't hear the half-dozen cars that honked angrily at her as she cut them off while speeding home. And as for the stop signs she ran through ... she didn't notice them, either. The car had barely even stopped in the driveway of her parents' house when she flung open the driver's side door, heading inside to her brother Jack as fast as she possibly could.

Standing in the entryway of the house, Emily quickly stripped naked, without even thinking about it. As she slipped off all her clothes and put them in the hamper by the door, she thought she heard the sound of soft moaning coming from the living room. Soft moaning ... and laughter ... and grunting ... and the unmistakable sound of sensuous, slapping flesh. Curious, she wandered naked into the living room, looking about to see what was happening.

Emily's mother Chelsea was there, on her hands and knees on the tacky, fake black bearskin rug that lay in front of the fireplace. Like Emily, Chelsea was also completely naked. Emily couldn't see her mom's face, but she saw her mother's mane of fiery red hair eagerly bobbing up and down between her brother Jack's legs. Jack knelt naked in front of their mom, his knees spread open as his ass rested gently on his heels, a blissful smile of contentment on his face as Chelsea orally pleased him.

Emily's eyes widened in shock, though – in fact, in absolute horror – as she saw another naked guy kneeling behind her mother's spread open legs, his hips battering against her mom's shapely backside as he fucked her doggystyle. Her mother's big, heavy tits jiggled about wildly as Jack and the other guy sandwiched her snugly between their earnest, pistoning cocks. Both looked happy as hell to be fucking Chelsea at the same time ... and to Emily's surprise, her mother looked equally thrilled to be so decadently ravaged by two dicks.

As Emily watched her brother and the other guy make fingercuffs out of her mom, she clapped one hand over her mouth. She thought for a moment that she might throw up. The other guy looked a year or two younger than Jack, and a little shorter, too ... not to mention just a little bit chunkier. And since the guy had a disheveled mop of fiery red hair, the same fiery red shade of her mother's hair...

"Todd?" Emily whispered faintly. The insistent, throbbing ache that she'd come to loathe over the past few days suddenly filled her head, hammering away inside her skull like a thousand angry drums. She put her fingers to her temples, taking a deep, deep breath as she wished the pain would go away. Her head swam as she tried to concentrate, to make all the jumbled thoughts suddenly thundering through her head make sense.

Just Jack and me ... that's how it's supposed to be, Emily thought dully. And Mom, it's okay if Mom fu ... if Mom wants to have some fun with us, too. She rubbed her fingers against her forehead even harder. But Todd... Todd??? He's my... our younger brother!!! And he's such a little jerk, so obnoxious, such a gross little troll... She shuddered, thinking of the way her brother had so lasciviously ogled her naked body the other day at breakfast, those beady eyes of his crawling up and down her skin. I can't ... but he's fu ... he's with Mom ... and if he wants to, with me ... Jack ... no, no, no...

Emily's head swam. Lights started flashing brightly in front of Emily's eyes, light purple and pink lights, exactly the same shades and colors of the lights that flashed in Emily's newer headphones. The fact that big, bright strange lights were inexplicably flashing in front of Emily's eyes didn't particularly bother her ... the fact they were flashing in the wrong order, though, did. She realized that was what made her head hurt the most, what made her feel so ill – the lights, they were wrong, completely and totally wrong.

If they'd just flash the right way, everything would be fine, Emily thought. Please, just flash the right way, please...

Emily's legs buckled a little, and she leaned against the doorway leading into the living room, struggling to keep her balance. Feeling dizzy, she took another deep breath, and looked up ... and found herself helplessly watching her two brothers simultaneously fucking her mom senseless. Emily wanted to turn away, but found that she couldn't ... and also found herself growing wet with desire as she watched, even as the lights still flashed in front of her eyes, even as she still felt sick and lightheaded with confusion.

"Oh yeah ... your pussy feels amazing, Mom," Todd grunted. Emily watched as her younger brother gave one of his mother's round, soft asscheeks a hard, playful slap with his hand, as he kept relentlessly reaming Chelsea from behind. "It's so good... uhh! Yeah!!! ... I think it's the sweetest ... the sweetest pussy I've ever fucked!"

"Like you've fucked so much pussy before, Todd," Jack said with a smirk. He lazily ran his fingers through the tresses of his mother's red, curly hair as her head bobbed dutifully up and down on his cock. "Mom's what, the second woman who let you stick your dick in her? And how many of them would've fucked you if it wasn't for me?"

"Shut up, Jack," Todd muttered, though Emily thought he sounded more embarrassed than mad. He pounded his hips more furiously at his mother's ass, making Chelsea moan with wanton delight as he rammed his cock even harder into her. "I'm... uhh! ... fucking some hot chicks now, aren't I?"

"You sure are," Jack said, as he ran his hands through his mom's hair. "And it's only just beginning. Trust me on that, little brother. Trust me."

"Jack, honey ... please, when are you going to fuck me?" Chelsea asked timidly. Emily watched as her mother pulled her face away from Jack's cock. Even from where Emily was standing, she could plainly hear the pleading, almost desperate tone in her mom's voice. "You promised... oohh! Todd!!! ... you promised you'd fuck me, and you... mmm!!! you still haven't ... I need your cock inside me, baby, I aaAAHH!!!"

Chelsea let out a sharp cry as Todd gave his mother's ass an even harder slap, leaving a cherry-colored welt on her pale skin. "Really, Mom?" Todd said, clearly annoyed ... though Emily supposed he couldn't be too annoyed with their mother, consider how enthusiastically he was still fucking her. "What, my dick's not good enough for you now? You've already cummed on it three or four times today ... what more do you want, you dirty fucking slut?"

"Oh, no, Todd, honey, I, uh, OOOOHH!!! OHHH!!! YES!!!" Chelsea gasped and panted as her younger son began fucking her at an even faster pace, his cock slamming in and out of her soppy pussy with wild abandon. "I love it, love it love it love it when you fuck me, sweetie, I, Todd, MMMM!!!!, I love it, I just, UHHH!!!, want Jack to, OHHH!!!, fuck me too..."

"See?" Jack said to Todd with an amused grin. "Told you. Mom's just a cock-hungry cum dumpster."

"I know," Todd said happily. He gave his mom's ass a couple of extra hard slaps, and thrust himself into her with renewed vigor, smiling as she groaned in wanton pleasure. "What a nasty, sexy bitch..."

"MMM!!! YESS!!!" Chelsea squealed. She kept looking up at her son Jack, though, as her body swayed wildly back and forth from the force of Todd's insistent, incestuous thrusts inside her. "So good ... but ... MMM!!! ... Jack, when, please, when, AHH!!!"

"I told you already, Mom," Jack said chidingly to Chelsea, as he gazed down into his mother's pretty, lust-filled face, "once you give me a perfect blowjob, I'll fuck you. And not a second before that. I mean, you're a pretty good cocksucker, but..." Jack turned his head slightly, looking directly at Emily. He winked at her, and Emily felt her heart begin to pound wildly in excitement. "Well, to be honest, you don't suck my dick as good as Emily does. And besides ... did I tell you to take your slut mouth off my cock? Maybe if you were a good whore and did what you were told for once, I might fuck you. Might. Do you understand?"

"Yes," Chelsea murmured apologetically, her hand still softly jerking her older son's rigid prick, her body still swaying slightly from the force of her younger son taking her from behind. "I'm... uhhh! ... I'm sorry, Jack..."

"It's okay, Mom," Jack replied. "Now stop being silly, and put that mouth of yours back to work." He guided his mother's head back down to his cock. Emily watched Jack's body shudder as her mom began dutifully working her mouth over his prick again, sucking Jack's dick with long, obscenely slow slurps, even while Todd still kept happily plowing away at Chelsea's pussy.

"Very nice, Mom," Jack continued. "Though I still think you could learn a thing or two from Emily." Jack looked over expectantly at Emily. "Well, Emily? Want to come over and show Mom the proper way to suck my dick?"

Todd's head whipped around in Emily's direction so incredibly fast that for a moment, Emily thought her younger brother might get whiplash. The huge, naughty grin on Todd's slightly chubby face told Emily exactly what was on his mind. "Whoa ... wow!" Todd said. "I kind of guessed, since I saw her walking around naked yesterday and messing around with Mom, but ... hey, wait, do I get to fuck Emily too?" A feeling of utter dread crept over Emily as she saw the unabashed, lecherous joy sparkling in Todd's eyes. "Awesome!"

Emily watched in disbelief as Todd suddenly pushed himself away from their mother, pulling himself out of Chelsea's sodden pussy. He stood up, turning to face Emily. Emily couldn't help but stare at Todd's cock, much as she didn't want to – she couldn't help it. It stood majestically at attention, still glistening with the juices of their mother's naughty excitement. To Emily's amazement, Todd's erect prick looked to be almost as big as Jack's ... and considerably thicker. As repulsive as the idea of getting anywhere near her younger brother's dick was to Emily, she helplessly found herself imagining what it would be like to ride a big, fat cock like that, straddling it as it sank into the depths of her hot pussy ... and how amazing it would feel, filling her up like that. She felt herself getting even more wet thinking about it, even though it made her feel so, so, dirty and disgusting...

Emily remembered Jack telling her that while he'd be the only one fucking her pussy, he might want her to do other ... well, things, with whoever he wanted, and whenever he wanted ... but she really didn't think he'd been serious about that. And she certainly didn't ever imagine – not in a million, billion years – that the first 'other' guy Jack would want her to do things with would be her repugnant younger brother Todd.

"Please, Jack," Emily said. Her voice trembled as she spoke, and without realizing it, she folded her arms over her chest, trying to cover her increasingly-ample tits. "That's ... I don't know, it's okay that Mom ... that you ... the three of us ... but Todd? Todd?" The dull pounding in Emily's head just wouldn't stop. It throbbed relentlessly, almost making her want to burst out in hot, angry tears. "How could you do this to him?"

"Actually, I didn't do anything to him," Jack said. Emily wasn't quite sure, but she thought she heard just a hint of surprise in Jack's typically cool and calculated voice. "It's kind of funny. I didn't do anything to Todd. Not a damn thing. Turns out he wanted to do this, without any conditioning at all."

"Damn right," Todd said. To Emily's horror, her younger brother's voice was filled with a wicked glee. "Mom's such a hot bitch. So are you, Em. I used to fantasize all the time about fucking you or Mom ... and now, because of Jack, suddenly I actually get to do it? Yes, please!" he exclaimed. "Besides, I figure if you're both fucking and sucking Jack anyway, why can't you do the same to me?"

"Jack," Emily whispered thickly, "remember what you said? I can't ... with Todd, you said..." She stared listlessly at the floor, unable to look at either of her brothers. The pounding in her head was like thunder, hammering inside her skull over and over. She could barely think.

"Oh, I remember, Em." Jack said quite calmly. "That amazing, tight little pussy of yours belongs to me. I told you that ... right now, the only cock that gets to fuck it is mine." Jack paused for a moment, and Emily saw a distinct look of bitter disappointment on Todd's slightly chubby face. "But I never said anything of the sort about that hot mouth of yours ... or the rest of your sexy body." Jack smirked coldly at Emily. "Besides, you'll do whatever I say, remember? Without question, remember? So come over here and suck Todd's cock."

"I can't," Emily whispered, "I can't..." The lights flashed even more quickly in front of her eyes. The pounding in her head had become utterly unbearable. She so wished it would stop...

"Yeah!" Todd shouted excitedly. Emily saw – to her disgust – that whatever disappointment Todd had felt was clearly gone. "Suck my cock, sis!"

"But..."

"You'll do whatever I say, Emily," Jack repeated. "Come over here and suck Todd's cock. Trust me. Do you understand?"

As Emily listened to Jack – and as her eyes remained fixed on the lewd, perverted sight of her two brothers cheerfully fucking her mom – whatever final shred of free will she had left simply shattered into a million pieces, and was completely swept away by an insatiable, carnal lust. That one little voice inside Emily's head, the one that had been screaming at her the past couple of days, the one that kept telling her that the delightfully dirty things that she craved so much were wrong, and sick, and perverted, and that she needed to stop, or get help, or just run away ... it fell silent at last, once and for all.