Chapter 8: Jan and John

I knew John had been agonising over what I had offered him during the last moments of that hot sex show a few short months ago. A show that Jill and I had planned, and then put on for him. The night when we had claimed each-other back as a pair. An offer that he had reluctantly turned down; sex with his sister. I knew he hadn’t wanted to say no. I knew he had fancied me and wanted to fuck me since we were both in our very early teens. The feeling was more than mutual.

In those early days, I kept tormenting him by finding ways to come out of the bathroom in just a towel that always seemed to come undone just as he looked. Or not locking the bathroom door so he could come in as I was taking a shower, things like that. Another tease was topless sunbathing on laying our lawn, only to get up as he walked past. He was repeatedly getting sly glances of my maturing, nubile body. The thing is, I wanted him badly, oh so badly. If he’d have even given me the slightest hint he was willing I’d have fucked his brains out.

I was so jealous of all his girlfriends!

What really got me going in those early years was we had adjacent bedrooms, and I could hear him wanking at night. I hoped he was thinking of me when he did it!

One day I found his cum rag. I sniffed at it and could smell the musky slightly rancid odour of his dried cum on it. I nearly swooned and passed out. Quickly returning to my bedroom still sniffing on his rag, I dropped my hand to my pussy and frantically frigged myself off. I knew I didn’t have long, but I didn’t need long, cumming almost immediately. When I’d cum I wiped my own juices all over Johns rag, so they intermingled with his. God, what a depraved bitch I was.

I was getting so frustrated that, for a while, I became a bit of an easy lay. If I went out with a guy, I didn’t tease, they got fucked, cunt, or ass, or both if they wanted, I didn’t mind. Now don’t get me wrong, I didn’t fuck everyone. I didn’t go out with just anyone, I was selective with who I went out with, I had to fancy them as well.

Then I met Jill and fell in love.

John and I had arranged to meet at the hospital to see Jill and the twins - seems like twins run in our family. Jill had had an easy pregnancy, but had a bit of a hard time with the length of the labour and births, so she had to stay in for a couple of days to recover. Both Jill and the twins, Lexi and Luke were fine, it was just that Jill was utterly exhausted.

John had arrived directly from work, but I was off on paternity leave, and for some reason had dressed pretty sexily, I think to cheer Jill up. I wore a mauve halter top sundress that I know Jill particularly likes, it’s cut mid-thigh, which is on the short side for me, it was clingy but loose at the same time, seeming to move and sway when I did. White, two-inch heeled sling-backs, a pair of black lacy panties that were cut high on the hips. No bra, tights or stockings. At first, I thought maybe this is too sexy, but what the hell. I wanted to cheer Jill up as she’d got a small bout of the post-baby-blues. Jill always likes me to dress well, to look nice, and sexily demure, hence me rarely wearing really short skirts.

During the visit, John was in heaven, doting over his babies and by doing so, allowing Jill and me some time together. Jill said, ‘You’re looking sexy tonight,’ with wanting in her voice, but overlayed by exhaustion from the birth.

‘All for you, my love, just to cheer you up a bit.’

‘Sure it’s all for me? No ideas of a quickie with John as a celebration?’ she teased.

‘What, he’s my brother. No way, you are out of your mind. Anyway, I’m all yours and yours alone, you know that.’

On the drive back to my and Jill’s flat, my skirt had risen very high on my legs. Giving John a great view of my slim, toned thighs as he drove, and he wasn’t passing up the opportunity.

When we arrived at the flat, John followed me up the stairs, a couple of paces behind and below. I’m sure he was taking the opportunity to have a good look up my skirt. When we got to the door of the flat, he bent to give me a goodnight peck on the cheek, his hand resting lightly on my hip.

said, ‘John, please come in have a drink to celebrate or maybe more than one. You can stay the night if you want.’

I’d like to stay, it’s much easier to get to the hospital tomorrow from here. To go and see Jill and the babies again,’ he replied.

We were sat side by side on the sofa talking, gushing about the twins, when I felt Johns had on my leg, just resting there. Then it began to caress it ever so gently and slowly, I turned to him and said, ‘John, what are you doing? What do you want?’

‘Jan, I can’t forget that last night with you and Jill, when she told me she was pregnant, and what happened. Or nearly happened, what you offered me.’

‘Go on,’ I whispered, barely able to speak.

‘I wanted it so badly. I don’t know how I didn’t do something then, I’ve regretted that. I’ve wanted you since we were kids. I know you used to tease me, but thought it was just you playing and teasing. But with what you said it was more than teasing, wasn’t it?” I nodded my head, “Jan, I want you!’

‘It’s taken you long enough to act,’ I replied and kissed him. The kiss was not soft and gentle, but hard and dirty. My tongue forced its way into his mouth and attacked his, he didn’t object. Our first proper kiss together.

As this was happening, our hands were flying everywhere. John’s were running up and down my body, caressing my boobs and running up my thighs. Pushing up under my skirt to my panties. I was holding his head and rubbing his chest, occasionally dropping my hand to feel his cock.

Then I stopped, and, breaking the kiss, stood in front of him, reached behind me undid the tie and zip on my dress and let it drop to the floor. I quickly ripped my panties off and stood before him, proudly naked. John has seen me naked and having sex before, but this was different, this was for him, and I wanted him to know it. I was giving him, my brother, my body to use as he wanted to tonight.

I walked to the door of the bedroom I share with Jill turned to him and said, ‘If you’re not in here and naked in the next five seconds I’m starting without you. Then you’ll have to wait until I finish, and it will be a long wait. You may never get the chance to do this again.’

Four seconds later, John had slammed into me and pushed me on my back on the bed. Towering over me, he bent to play and tease my tits, he knew what I liked as he had watched Jill, tease me several times. John dropped his head to my boobs and took one nipple in his mouth, biting it, not hard, just nipping it. The other boob was being squeezed and kneaded, hard, before he switched sides, so both boobs were getting equal attention. I was giggling and squirming with his action, already I could feel my orgasm building. I knew I wasn’t going to cum for ages yet but had that pleasant beginning of an expectant-glow. My poor, neglected pussy by this time had started to get wet and tingle with anticipation.

As this was going on, my hands had dropped to grip John’s cock. A nice throbbing seven inches, and thick enough that I could only just get my fingers around it. I was stroking it slowly, my grip feather-light on his shaft. I thought back to John and Jill’s time together and a small feeling of jealousy, even envy came over me. Envy that Jill had enjoyed it before me!

‘Oh, that’s good sis. I’m so horny for you, I’m not sure I can last long,’ whispered John.

‘Then what are you waiting for? Get that thing in me, and fuck me hard. I don’t want us to make love this first time. I want to fuck you, I want to give you the fuck of your life.’

John positioned his hard cock at the entrance to my pussy and in one firm movement pushed it in all the way as far as it would go. I felt myself stretch to allow him access and then clamped on him as he held in place for just a second. Then, as I’d asked him, he fucked me hard and fast. His cock was pulling out as far as it would go, and then slamming all the way into me. Heaven.

I was getting the rough, hard fuck I wanted from my brother. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter the more his cock moved in me. All the time, he was still playing with my tits, kneading one, playing with the nipple of the other. He wasn’t being gentle with them, in fact, it hurt, more than I really wanted. I looked at his face, and his eyes were glazed in lust, he was in a world of his own.

‘Take this cock you bitch. You’ve wanted it for years, now you’re getting it. Do you like it,’ John suddenly shouted out.

‘Yes! Yes, John, I’ve teased you for years, make me pay. Fuck me hard, fuck me, make me cum. Fuck me hard. Fill me with your cum. ‘ I screamed back at him as I felt my orgasm build to a crescendo. The crude and dirty words we had been shouting at each other, plus the hard fucking John was giving me tipped me over the edge, and my orgasm burst over me in a series of waves.

As my orgasm hit me, I wrapped my legs around Johns’ hips, and as best as I could, held onto his arse. Trapping him in me, and gripping his throbbing cock in my pussy, then as he came, I pulsed my pussy muscles and milked him dry. I wanted to get as much of his hot cum deep into my pussy as I could.

John shouted out, ‘I can feel my cum filling you. Sis, it’s great.’

John collapsed on me, and as we both lay in a sweaty heap, I could feel Johns cum deep in my pussy. Then when I changed position, a small amount dribbled down my legs. What would the outcome of this fuck bring, I wondered? Whatever it was, I would have to deal with it!!

I woke after a brief nap to find John playing with my left boob, and a finger inserted in my pussy, gently moving in and out. ‘That’s nice, “Little Brother”. What are you after from your “Big Sister”?’ I teased him not getting the answer I expected.

‘Your arse, I want to fuck your arse. Jill wouldn’t do that with me. I think you should rectify that, don’t you. I know you’ve done it before, Steve told me your the best arse fuck he’s ever had.’

‘Steve doesn’t know what he’s talking about. I’m the best fuck he’s had, full stop,’ I giggled at John. ‘Fine, you get my arse. John, please be gentle at first, I’ve not done anal for years now. If you’re good, I will make sure that you will get to fuck Jill’s arse. Even if I have to hold her down while you do it.’

I flipped over, got on all fours, and spread my legs, exposed my arse and pussy to John’s gaze and his hard cock. I was surrendering myself to him yet again, he could do what he wanted to me.

John got on his knees behind me and pushed two fingers into my pussy, moving them in and out, getting my juices flowing. He pulled his fingers out of my pussy, replacing them with his stiff cock. Then I felt his fingers wet with my pussy juices at the entrance to my arse. I tensed at the touch, then forced myself to relax, as John gently, but firmly pushed his middle finger past my protesting anus.

“You’ve done this before, just relax,” I thought. Johns’ finger pushed deeper into my arse then began to move round in a circling motion. Gradually, he changed his movement to one of rocking in and out. I was relaxing, and things were becoming easier but, this was only one finger! His cock was bigger and I’d not done anal forages, and it was hard. I knew it would stretch me.

The next time he pulled his finger nearly out when he pushed it back into my arse, I felt it open more. John now had two fingers inserted, he repeated the circular and then thrusting motions he had done before. I was getting to like it but wanted the real thing. ‘John. I’m ready, fuck my arse.’