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I looked down and watched as his tongue finally found what it was looking for. I closed my eyes and let out a long gasp of pleasure, letting my head fall back, feeling my hair cascade off of my shoulders. I stayed that way for what seemed like an eternity, completely enveloped in the pleasure I was receiving from Doug's tongue as he probed and sucked and licked my wetness. Finally I opened my eyes and caught a glance of myself in the window. I had put the shades down and turned the lights to a lower setting, wanting the candles to cast their own warm, romantic glow. Thus I could see a reflection of both Doug and I in the plate glass window. I was mesmerized watching myself being eaten by Doug, and that acted as the catalyst for the orgasm that had slowly been building deep within me. Soon my body was shaking and I was moaning loudly as wave after wave of deep, intense pleasure shot through me. Doug was completely focused on my pleasure and caught every last drop of the juices that gushed out of me as I climaxed.

As my orgasm left me, I put my elbows on the table and lay back even further while Doug finished licking and sucking up the last drops of my pussy juices. Without a word, he stood up, unbuckled his jeans, and dropped them to the floor. His cock was fully erect and the tip was wet with precum. I once again marveled at how long he was, and was amazed to think that I could take all of that inside me. It only took a minute for him to prove that I could indeed take it in, as he quickly guided his cock to the entrance of my pussy and then thrust his hips forward.

We both let out low moans as he slid into me. It took several thrusts for my wetness to coat his entire shaft, but soon he was fucking me deep and hard. He leaned in and we kissed deeply several times, and then he kissed my chest, indicating he wanted to suck on my breasts. I reached in and pulled them out for him to suck on, which he greedily did. I tilted my head back and turned once again to look in the window at the reflection, once again fascinated at watching myself being fucked on the dining room table by my brother.

The image got me thinking about the table itself. Greg and I had spent months looking for a dining room set we both liked, just after Brayden was born, and we finally had agreed on the one that now filled our dining room. I still remembered the day it was delivered, and how Greg had come home early to see how it looked. I had suggested to him that we needed to "inaugurate" it by having some fun on it, but he had only laughed and said that we couldn't because I was still recovering from the birth. I didn't have the heart to tell him that it had been 4 months already and the doctor had cleared me weeks before to have sex again. I remembered thinking that he would have been all over me if we had gotten the table a year earlier. But now... well, now here I was, getting a good, hard fucking on the table. Only it wasn't from Greg, but from my own brother Doug.

I watched my breasts sway back and forth as Doug continued to pump me hard and deep. Doug's cock was giving my pussy quite a bit of pleasure, and I was quickly becoming aroused again, but knew it would be some time before I would reach orgasm. I could tell by Doug's breathing that he was on the verge of coming, and soon saw him arch back while his cock slammed inside me, spraying shot after shot of his thick come deep inside my pussy.

He held his cock inside me for a long time, his eyes closed, head back, savoring the moment, savoring the fact that he had just fucked his little sister yet again, this time on her dining room table. Without looking at me, he said, "Damn, Brina... you feel so amazingly good, did you know that? Your pussy is so hot... so wet... so tight... and so incredibly delicious..."

I smiled and said, "Thanks! I bet not every sister gets to hear that from her brother."

He opened his eyes and looked at me, and we both laughed. He pulled out of me and sat down in the chair, staring at my pussy as he played with his limp cock. I sat up and put my hands on my knees, spreading my legs, and watched as several huge globs of creamy white come dripped out of me and onto the table. I heard Brayden begin to fuss, and hopped off the table. Another huge blob dripped out and splattered loudly on the hardwood floor.

Doug said, "I'll clean up while you take care of him."

"Thanks, but please relax... I need to give him a bath and put him to bed, so it might be a little while."

By this time Brayden was crying, so I quickly grabbed a couple tissues from the box in the kitchen and scooped as much of Doug's come out of my pussy as I could, throwing the tissues in the trash under the sink. I washed my hands and then took him to the bathroom and gave him a bath. He was tired and was ready for bed, but had a hard time falling asleep. As I was rocking him to sleep the little voice in the back of my head began to comment on what a good mother I must be for putting him to sleep in nothing but a short, slutty red dress, my thighs smeared with my brother's come. Thankfully he went to sleep, and I was able to distract myself by going back out to the dining room to find Doug.

He wasn't there, but I could see he had done the dishes and cleaned up the dining room and the kitchen. I found him lying in my bed, playing with the red thong I had worn under my dress. As I came into the room he looked up and said, "You know, I sort of see now why Jeff has such a thing for lingerie..."

I sighed and smiled, and said, "You're just as bad as him, you know that?"

"Yeah, I know."

"So why the sad look?"

"Well, I just am going to miss this part of our relationship, once Greg gets back. I know we haven't been intimate for that long, but... well, I've just... it's just been nice, you know? To be intimate with someone you love, someone you trust."

"So you don't have that, with all the other ladies you have sex with?"

He laughed and said, "Come on now... there's only two other women, and I only see them once or twice a year. And no – I don't have that with them. As bad as it sounds, the sex I have with them is... work-related. Sort of."

"My brother... the male prostitute."

"Well, you don't have to put it like that. I mean... it's just part of me making my clients happy... and doing whatever it takes to keep them happy."

"Ok, ok... I'm just teasing. I am glad you feel that way towards me. And I'm going to miss this intimacy, too, you know. Honest. But for my own mental health, I just... it just has to stop."

"I know, and I understand. We all do."

I slipped out of the dress and got in bed next to him. We held each other, enjoying the warmth of each other's bodies, giving each other gentle caresses, for almost an hour. Finally, Doug said, "Are you... ready for more fun?"

I looked up at him and kissed him, and said, "What do you think?"

He laughed softly and leaned in to kiss me. Our bodies came together, legs entwining as our lips and tongues met each other in slow, drawn-out passionate kisses. Although I could feel his cock quickly harden, we kissed and caressed each other for quite some time, allowing our desire for each other to build until we couldn't wait another second for our bodies to be joined together.

I climbed on top of him and sank down on his cock. My pussy was soaked with my thick wetness and he slid into me easily. I rode his cock slowly, arching back and closing my eyes, focusing on the sensation of him penetrating me to my very core, and then leaning forward and letting him suckle from my breasts, kissing him deeply and passionately as he thrust into me. After almost 10 minutes, he whispered, "This is fun but... I want to taste more of that sweet, sweet pussy of yours..."

I smiled and slid off of him, getting on top of him in the 69 position. I let him eat me for a while before I leaned down to suck him, and wished that Melissa was there to watch from somewhere hidden. But it was just barely 9pm and my thoughts drifted back to the bliss Doug's tongue was giving to me. He was quickly stirring up an orgasm within me, so in order to prolong the fun I decided to distract myself and get busy sucking Doug's cock.

I leaned forward and took his cock in my hand, bringing the tip up to my mouth. It was coated with my pussy juices, and I opened my mouth and slid my tongue out to lick off the juices. Doug shuddered underneath me, and I realized he was more than ready for me to suck him, so I opened wide and took as much of his cock as I could into my mouth. I began to suck his cock harder, using my tongue to play across the head of his cock. As soon as he felt that, he began to attack my pussy with his tongue and lips, and after only a few moments of that I felt my body begin to spasm. I took his cock out of my mouth and lifted my head, moaning and gasping as a quick, electric orgasm hit me. As soon as it came it was gone, and I went back to sucking Doug. After several more minutes I could feel his body trembling, and he was having a hard time sucking and eating my pussy, which signaled to me that he was about to come. I sucked him deeply and felt a hot burst of come hit the back of my mouth. I sucked and stroked his cock as I felt more and more come shoot out of his cock and fill my mouth. I swallowed several times and continued to suck until I got the last tiny glob out of his cock.

I got off of him and turned off the light before climbing into bed next to him. We kissed briefly before we both drifted off to sleep. I slept lightly, and woke with a start, wondering if we had slept past midnight. I looked at the clock and saw that it was only 11:45pm. I wondered if Melissa had snuck in through the side gate yet. Doug was sound asleep, so I quietly got up to see if she was in the house yet, but didn't find her. I made sure the gate and back door were ajar, and then went back and tried to wake up Doug with soft, gentle kisses. I had forgotten that he was such a heavy sleeper, and had to shake him by the shoulders while saying his name loudly in order to wake him up. I told him that the evening was beautiful, and that I wanted to have some kinky sex out in the back yard. That woke him up enough to get moving, but he was still in a daze. I quickly gathered up the thick quilts and blankets that were in the hall closet, and then guided Doug down the hall towards the back yard. As we were heading outside I heard a creak come from the laundry room. I peeked back inside while Doug was getting the blankets spread out, and saw Melissa come quietly into the kitchen. We waved to each other, and then I went outside and sat down next to Doug.

The moon was high in the sky and was almost full, so there was plenty of moonlight shining down on our naked bodies. I could tell he was really sleepy, but also saw his cock was becoming hard again. I think he was aroused by being naked outside under the full moon, just like I was. I peeked behind us and saw Melissa's face peering out of the living room. I took that as my cue and leaned in to kiss Doug.

We kissed briefly and then he pulled me onto his lap, my legs wrapped around him. We kissed for a few more minutes, and then I told him I wanted to suck him again. He smiled and lay back, closing his eyes. I made sure the angle was right for Melissa and then began to slowly suck his cock. I sucked him for a few minutes, feeling his cock harden and lengthen. Then I moved down and straddled his face. He willingly began to lick and suck my pussy, and it felt wonderful to feel him eat me. But at the same time I couldn't help but compare the differences between what Doug was doing to my pussy and how Melissa's soft, probing tongue felt when she was between my legs. After a few minutes, I moved back and began to ride his cock slowly. I had oriented our bodies such that Melissa had a perfect view from behind me, and I tried to make sure she could watch Doug's cock slide in and out of me. I turned my head to look over my shoulder and saw Melissa fixated on just that. It made me dizzy with arousal.

I leaned forward and whispered into Doug's ear that I wanted him to fuck me from behind, hard and slow. He mumbled ok, and he got behind me while I got on my hands and knees and positioned myself so that Melissa would see us from the side. He slid into me and took me by the hips, thrusting forward forcefully, sliding his entire shaft in and out with each stroke. My head was spinning and I began to talk dirty, begging him to fuck me, to give his little sister a good fucking, and to fill me with his come. He willingly complied, and started to talk dirty back to me.

After fucking me for several minutes, his thrusting became more rapid and I knew he was getting close. He kept saying, "Oh Brina... oh Brina... I'm going to come in you so deep..."

"Come in me, Doug... please... I want you to come in me so bad..."

"I'm going to fill you with my come... coming... coming..."

And with that he groaned loudly as he thrust convulsively into me, gripping my hips and pulling me down onto his cock, even as it spurted huge gobs of thick come into my very core.

He briefly held his cock inside me, and then pulled out and lay back on the blankets. Within a minute he was fast asleep, snoring softly. I waited a few moments to make sure he was out, and then turned my head to look for Melissa. I saw her looking at me, and she smiled. I gave her the quiet sign and then waved at her to come out onto the patio. I had arched my hips to try and keep the load of come inside my pussy, and when Melissa finally came and sat down next to me, I asked her if she wanted to eat Doug's come out of me. She nodded enthusiastically. I had her get one of the spare blankets to lie on, and then I straddled her face in the 69 position. I felt her tongue begin to play across my pussy, and tilted my body up to let the come begin draining. She let out a soft moan as the first glob slid out into her mouth, and I felt her eagerly scoop up each glob with her tongue. She continued to lick and suck even after she had gotten most of it out, and before I could stop myself I was coming loudly. After the first cry I hurriedly looked up to see if it had woken Doug up. He was still snoring softly and so I relaxed immediately and let the orgasm wash over me.

I noticed that Melissa was wearing a long nightgown, and pulled it up to get access to her pussy. She was not wearing any panties and her pussy was overflowing with wetness. I immediately began to suck and lick it up, and once again marveled at how sweet and fresh it tasted. After a few minutes I felt her stop eating me, and heard her whisper, "Mrs. Woods!"

I got off of her and she sat up. She whispered, "Do you think... do you think I could suck him, just for a little while? I'd love to taste his cock, with your juices all over it."

I knew Doug was fast asleep, and decided I would let her suck it while I monitored him for any sign of waking up. I moved up on one side of him, ready to intercept him if he woke up, while Melissa straddled his legs and leaned over his glistening, limp cock. I watched her gently take his cock in her hand and put it into her mouth. She smiled at me and began to suck and lick my juices off the cock. It was highly erotic for both of us.

Doug continued to sleep, although he did move several times while she was sucking his cock. She apparently knew what she was doing, because it slowly began to get erect again. She continued to suck it, and soon it was fully erect – and Doug was still asleep, although it had become a restless sleep. But by now my head was already spinning with erotic thoughts, and so I asked Melissa if she wanted to fuck him. She nodded eagerly once again. I told her to let me get him wet with my pussy first, since I wasn't sure if her thin frame would be able to take his cock, and I wanted there to be as much lubrication as possible for her. She nodded and moved out of the way, so that I could straddle him.

I got on top and slid down onto his cock, and rode him slowly. He made some low, soft moans of pleasure, but did not open his eyes. I turned to look at Melissa, to see if she was ready, and she smiled. I slid off of Doug and sat next to him while Melissa straddled him and guided his cock to her pussy.

Watching her pussy slowly swallow every inch of his cock was one of the most erotic things I have ever seen. She tried hard to not make a sound, but her breathing became ragged as inch after inch of his shaft disappeared inside of her pussy. It took a few moments for her pussy to stretch and accommodate his cock, but soon she was slowly moving up and down, taking his entire length inside. I wasn't sure how it was possible, but there I was, seeing it from less than a foot away. It was truly amazing.

I was so enraptured with watching her fuck him that I forgot I was supposed to be paying attention to Doug, to make sure he didn't wake up. He once again got restless, and I leaned in and whispered into his ear, moaning and crying and saying how good it felt to be fucked by his cock. He moaned again, and lifted up his hands to reach down and hold what he thought was my body, but in reality was Melissa's. I grabbed his hands and directed them to my breasts. He moaned again and played with my nipples. Seeing Melissa ride him while getting my nipples squeezed and caressed made me dizzy again with lust. I leaned back and asked Melissa if she wanted him to come inside her, and she nodded and smiled. Then I leaned forward and begged Doug to come. He moaned and smiled, and after a few more minutes he began to twitch and groan. I knew he was coming inside Melissa.

I looked back at her and she had her eyes closed, a look of pure delight on her face. As soon as Doug settled down and was snoring again, she slid off of him and sat down on a blanket. This time it was my turn to eat the come out of her, and I was so aroused that I immediately got between her legs and began to suck as much as I could out of her. I didn't realize that she was close to coming, but as I sucked and ate her she began to shake. I knew she was coming but was trying to be quiet about it. Her shuddering stopped and I heard her gasp over and over for a few minutes. Eating Doug's come out of her was incredibly delicious, but I also wanted to taste her pussy on his cock, so I moved over and gently sucked him for a few minutes.

Melissa and I got up and went into the living room and sat on the couch. We kissed each other deeply, and I tasted the exotic flavor of all our juices mixed together. Our hands roved over each other's bodies, and as her fingers touched my clit, I let out a loud gasp, which made her realize how aroused I was by the play out on the patio. She got on her hands and knees and I spread my legs willingly for her, anticipating her tongue on my clit and in my pussy. She eagerly began to suck and lick me, and focused in on my clit. I tried hard to make the pleasure last, but couldn't hold back and soon was filled with warmth and pleasure as my orgasm spread out from my pussy to the ends of my fingers and toes and ears.

We sat on the couch and talked quietly for a while, and then she had to go. I saw her out the side gate, and then woke Doug up to get him back into bed. I don't think he ever fully woke up, and I finally got him settled and back asleep before I crawled in next to him and drifted off.

The alarm didn't have a chance to wake me up, as Brayden began crying at 5:30am. I got him back to sleep, but by then it was almost 6am and I decided to stay up and get Doug off to work. The alarm was quite effective at getting him up, and by the time he was out of the shower and dressed I had coffee and breakfast waiting for him on the kitchen counter. I sat next to him on the couch while he finished his cup of coffee. He put his cup down, and said, "So."

"So...?""So, this is it."

"You mean, no more sex?"

He sighed, and said, "Yep."

"I'm sorry, honest, but I know you understand."

"I do. I just... I wish..."

"What?"

He thought for a minute, and then a smile broke across his face. He asked, "You said no more sex after Greg gets back... right?"

"That's right. He gets in this afternoon."

"So... theoretically, since he hasn't gotten back yet..."

I laughed and said, "I thought you had to get going to your office!"

"I can afford to be late on a day like today..."

I smiled at him, and said, "Once more, for the road, then?"

He grinned, and said, "Do you remember when we were all together? Jeff and Denise, and you and I, over at Mom and Dad's house?"

"Of course... how could I forget that!"

"Do you remember us doing it out on the couch, on their patio, listening to the rain?"

"Yes... that was wonderful. Very passionate."

"Could we... do that again?"

"Well, it's not raining... and we're not going out in my backyard in broad daylight to do that."

"No, no... I mean... right here... on this couch."

"Oh! Sure, of course."

We leaned in and began to kiss each other, our hands gently touching each other, pulling each other closer. His kisses were gentle and sweet, and I knew he was intent on making love to me, not just fucking me. We kissed deeply, and then he began to pull my robe apart to caress my naked body underneath, first caressing my breasts and waist and legs, and then moving to my pussy. I instinctively spread my legs as he moved his hand up my thigh and began to stroke my clit.

By now my hand had found his hard cock under his jeans, and I was tugging at his belt and zipper. We stopped kissing so that he could get undressed, and I stood up and slipped off my robe, letting it fall to the floor. I stood there in front of my brother, completely naked, nipples erect, ready to make passionate love to him, to take him inside me, one last time.

He finally got undressed and sat back, and I straddled him and we began to kiss again. He whispered, "I love you so much, Brina... so very much..." and I whispered, "I love you too, Doug" back to him. He put his hands on my hips and had me turn around, so that my back was to his chest. I straddled his lap and leaned forward so that he could guide his cock into my pussy. I felt him enter me, and I slid back, slowly taking his shaft inside. His hands began to caress my breasts and nipples and stomach, while he buried his face in my hair, breathing in deeply. I slowly rode his cock, moaning as I felt him squeeze my nipple with one hand, while the other played with my clit. I turned my head and arched back so that I could kiss him deeply. We made passionate love slowly, deeply, for what seemed like hours. Neither of us wanted it to end, and yet I could feel a powerful, electric orgasm growing in my very core, and knew there would be no stopping my orgasm. Doug kept whispering, "Oh, Brina... oh Brina..." and for some reason it pushed me over the edge. Flashes of light went off in my head and then my orgasm hit like a wave breaking on the rocks. I let out a loud cry and felt my pussy gush juices as my climax shook my body over and over again. My orgasm triggered Doug's, and I felt his body spasm as he filled my pussy to overflowing with his huge globs of come.

I leaned back against his chest, feeling his warmth, feeling his body settle down after what must have been a powerful orgasm for him, as it was for me. We sat there in silence for a few moments, his arms wrapped around me, his head resting on my back. He had to get going – he was late as it was – but he couldn't bring himself to pull out of me. He wanted to stay inside me as long as he could, and I wanted him there as well.

Brayden's cries from his bedroom finally broke the spell. I slowly got off of him and bent over to pick up my robe, even as a thick glob of come dripped out of my pussy and dribbled down my thigh. I took the front of my robe and tried to wipe up as much as I could, and went and put some panties on before going in to get Brayden. By the time I got back out to the living room, Doug was putting his shoes on and getting ready to go.

"I love you, Doug. Thanks for a great night."

"I should be thanking you, Brina. That was probably the best night of my life, period."

"It was pretty kinky, I have to admit." If only you knew, I thought to myself.

He leaned in to kiss me one more time, and said, "I love you, Sister. I always have, always will."

"I know."

We kissed one more time, deeply, passionately, and then he was gone. I got Brayden fed and got the house straightened up. I was putting a load of dirty sheets and clothes into the washing machine when Melissa arrived to watch Brayden. We kissed and then she said, "Last night was amazing, Mrs. Woods! I still can't believe what we did... that was like totally kinky!"

"It was pretty erotic, I have to admit... seeing you ride him was... wow. Amazing."

"Tell me about it. I wasn't sure I'd be able to do it... once I got going I was ok. It's just been a really long time since I've been with a guy."

"Well, Doug didn't say anything about it when he got up this morning, so I think our secret is safe."

"Good... I just can't stop thinking about it, and it's made me wonder even more about Todd, about doing it with him. Maybe it would be just as kinky as last night."

"Well, depending on how he reacts, I'd say it would be even more erotic than last night. Instead of being with some older guy, you'd be doing it with your very own brother."

"Oooh... that is very true... maybe it's time I give him a test, to see how he reacts... I mean, he's got less than a week before he leaves for college."

"What did you have in mind?"

"Well, Sunday, my Mom's going to be gone all afternoon... so it will just be us at home. I was thinking I'd read on my bed in just my underwear... but leave the door open wide. See what happens."

"Interesting... you're sure you want to go down that route?"

"I think so... it's not like I'm forcing him to look... if nothing happens, then he's not really interested, or he's not ready... or I'm not ready. Who knows."

"I understand... just be really careful, ok?"

"Of course!"

"Ok... I'm going to go take a quick shower and then head over to do my chores."

She nodded and went off to play with Brayden. I showered and dressed and went over to Mom and Dad's to do my chores. As I was finishing up, Denise arrived.

She walked into the house and said, "Hello, Sabrina, I was hoping to catch you here!"

"Hi Denise, I'm just finishing up... trying to make sure there isn't any evidence or our activities."

She laughed and said, "Good idea... listen, I spoke briefly with Doug this morning, and he was all aglow about last night... you two must have really enjoyed each other."

"Oh, we did. It was fantastic. I know he's really sad that it's over, and trust me, I am too. I've thoroughly enjoyed all that we've done, but... I think I'm going to go crazy if I don't put a stop to it."

"I understand completely. It is a lot to manage, and you've got Greg to consider. But, before you headed off, I was wondering if you might have some time to spend with me?"

I smiled and said, "Of course! I would love that."

"Shall we head back to the bedroom?"

I smiled at her and followed her back to Mom and Dad's bedroom. As I followed her I looked over her figure, and still couldn't believe she looked as good as she did, even after having three children. She was wearing a pair of shorts with a matching blouse, and of course looked prim, proper, and perfect compared to my pony tail, jeans, and sweater.

We stood in front of the bed and began to kiss deeply and slowly. Soon our hands were roving over each others' bodies, and pieces of clothing began to fall off. Once we were both naked, we moved to the bed and lay next to each other. I lay back and spread my legs while she stroked my clit and sucked on my breasts. It was all so natural now, being with another woman, being with Denise. We were so familiar with each other's bodies, and she very quickly got me aroused. She pulled me on top of her and we kissed, our bodies pressed together, and then she told me to straddle her face, which I willingly did. She began to eat my pussy in earnest, even as her hands moved up and caressed my stomach and breasts. I closed my eyes and focused on the pleasure, letting out soft moans as an indication of how much I was enjoying the attention. After a few minutes she asked if we could switch, and so I got off of her and lay back while she straddled my face. Her pussy was extraordinarily wet with her thick juices, and I took my time sucking and licking them all up. I was reminded once again at how different her flavor was, compared to Melissa's – how Denise tasted tangy and musky, compared to the sweet sugar-water flavor of Melissa. It only got me more aroused and I began to focus in on Denise's clit, bringing her to an explosive and intense orgasm after eating her juicy, luscious pussy for almost 10 minutes.

She collapsed into bed next to me and lay there for a few minutes, her breathing and moans subsiding as her orgasm ebbed from her body. She knew I was extremely aroused, and after another minute of rest got up and began kissing my body, starting first with my lips, then neck, breasts, stomach, and thighs. I spread my legs for her and she got in between. She slowly licked and kissed up my thighs until she got to my pussy. Her gentle tongue made contact with my clit and sent a bolt of lightning through my body. I moaned and whimpered and arched my back, which encouraged her to start licking and sucking my pussy with enthusiasm. I lay there, eyes closed, soaking up the erotic pleasure she was giving me with her amazingly talented tongue. A mild but long-lasting orgasm spread through my body and left me slowly writing and moaning in pure sexual delight.

After resting for a few moments, I opened my eyes and saw Denise lying next to me, watching me. She smiled, and asked, "Was that good?"

"Oh yes... very good. Lasted for a long time."

"Mmmm. Good. After the amazing orgasm you gave me, it's the least I could do."

"I learned from the best."

"Why, thank you!"

"You're welcome, and I mean it... your tongue is amazing."

"So I've been told... if only Jeff and Doug were here to join us."

"I'm sure they wish they were! It has been so much fun becoming intimate with them, and with you. All the kinkiness has totally blown me away... never in my life did I think I would have done all that I have done, much less with my brothers."

"I know... it is pretty kinky, isn't it."

"Oh yes... and I think what made it more erotic for me was that I'm not on the pill, and we didn't use condoms. I mean, I guess in the back of my mind I knew we were ok, because they've both had vasectomies... but still, the thought of them coming inside me and getting me pregnant was very, very arousing."

The smile on Denise's face changed into a thoughtful frown, and she looked away. I said, "What? Did I say something wrong, or...?"

"No, it's just... I mean... are you serious when you said you aren't on the pill?"

"Yes. I haven't had a chance to go back in and get the prescription for them. I probably should. Why?"

I began to grow concerned when Denise shook her head and frowned again. I said, "What? Tell me what you're thinking!"

"I don't know how to say this, Sabrina... you were right about Jeff – he did have a vasectomy years ago. But Doug... he hasn't had one. That's one of the main reasons I'm still on birth control."

I was stunned to the point of being speechless. Even as I tried to form words in my head I could feel my gut tighten into a hard knot and could feel a wave of panic building within me.

"What... what are you saying, Denise? I don't... what do you mean?"

"Oh, Sabrina... Doug has never had a vasectomy. And you're not on the pill. And you two have..."

I didn't even let her finish her sentence before I was out of the bed, hurriedly putting my clothes on, the whole time crying under my breath, "Oh no... no, no, no..."

I rushed out of the house and got in my car. The little voice in the back of my head began to laugh at me, saying things like, "What's it like to have your brother get you pregnant?" and, "This is what you get for being your brother's whore."

The tears began to spill from my eyes as I got onto the highway and headed for the pharmacy by my house. Could it be true? Could I already be pregnant with Doug's baby? How far along did I have to be to take a home pregnancy test? I pulled my hair as I drove, trying to remember if I had ever stopped to think about asking Doug if he had gotten a vasectomy or not. I just assumed that since Jeff had one, Doug had one too. And how many times had he fucked me? How many times had his cock exploded inside of me, filling me with his come, his seed? Twice last night, and once this morning, and I couldn't even count all the times before that. Oh, what was I thinking... and I really was at the peak of my ovulation cycle. Somehow I just knew I was pregnant, knew that everyone would find out that it wasn't Greg who impregnated me, but my very own brother. What would I say to people? What could I say?

I parked in front of the pharmacy and did my best to control my raging emotions. I tried to act nonchalant as I made my way to the feminine section, and could barely control myself when I found the pregnancy tests. I grabbed two different brands and walked to the bathroom in the pharmacy. Shaking with fear, I went in and sat down in one of the stalls. My hands were trembling so bad that I had a hard time getting the test out. I followed the instructions for taking the test, and then closed my eyes and tried to relax and breathe before I looked at the results. Negative. I let out a long sigh, and then opened the other brand and took the test again. Negative. I breathed another sigh of relief, and began reading the detailed instructions to see how long I should wait, to test myself again, just to make sure.

I picked up another pregnancy test on my way out and told the cashier to charge me for three of the tests. She smiled at me and said, "I hope you got the result you wanted." I tried to laugh, but I was mentally and emotionally exhausted, and she could tell.

I drove home in a daze and went inside. Melissa was just putting Brayden down for his nap, which gave me a moment to collect myself and make some tea. I looked at the clock and saw that it was almost noon. Greg would be home in 4 hours.

Melissa came out of Brayden's room and sat down next to me. She could see I was a wreck, and said, "Mrs. Woods, are you ok?"

I smiled at her and said, "Yes... I am... just had a fright, that's all."

"Oh, did you almost get in an accident?"

I decided to leave it at that, and said, "Yes... almost had a head-on collision, to be honest."

"Wow... that is scary... but you're ok now, right?"

"Yes. I think so."

"Did you want me to stick around, or...?"

"No, but thank you for the offer. I think I'm going to take a nap and then get ready for Greg to come home."

"Ok, well, I'm going to take off then... would it be ok if I came by tomorrow, for a little while? To talk about Sunday... with Todd."

I was still in a state of mental shock, and gave her a confused look.

She said, "You know... about seeing if he wants to mess around, on Sunday afternoon?"

"Oh... oh! I remember now... sorry. Yes, of course. And Melissa, please tell me, you're on the pill, right?"

"Yep... why?"

"No reason. Just wondering. I need to make an appointment for that myself."

Melissa went home and I headed straight for my bed. Although I was exhausted it took a while for me to drift off to sleep. Brayden woke me up just after 2pm, and I spent the next few hours cleaning and finishing up the laundry while also playing with Brayden. I also talked with Denise, who had confirmed with Doug that he had never had a vasectomy. I told her the results of my pregnancy tests and told her I was going to test myself again in a few weeks, to make sure I was ok.

As we drove to the airport to pick up Greg, a ball of anxiety began to grow in my stomach as I thought about all of the phone conversations we had had about his training and about his work partner, Stacy. I tried hard to convince myself that I was imagining things between them, and it didn't help that the little voice in the back of my head reminded me of the fact that I had been a complete whore for the last two weeks. I had willingly let both of my brothers repeatedly fuck me in the pussy and the ass. I had been in three-ways with them and with Denise. And how many times had I been with Melissa? Based on that review, courtesy of the little voice in the back of my head, could I really be upset if Greg had cheated with Stacy? It only made my thoughts even more confused.

Nevertheless, we had a joyful reunion at the airport, and Brayden was extremely happy to see his daddy again. We went out for dinner and got home late. Brayden was very cranky and so I gave him a quick bath and got him settled into bed. As I was coming out of his bedroom I heard Greg hang up from a phone conversation.

We talked about weekend plans, and I was a bit surprised to find out that he needed to go in to work at noon to meet with his new boss, to discuss his training project and what his new job responsibilities would be. We headed for bed, and did have sex, although it was over as soon as he was finished coming. It felt obligatory, nothing more, and gave me more anxiety over the status of our marriage. It also didn't help that the little voice in the back of my head kept asking me if I was wishing I was getting fucked by one of my brothers' massive cocks, instead of Greg's cock. And I had to admit that I did.

Saturday morning came, and the three of us went over to take care of the chores at Mom and Dad's house. We came home around 11am, and Greg left about a half hour later, saying he would be back around 3pm. I fought back the suspicions that were hovering around the back of my mind. I couldn't put a finger on it, but there was something in between Greg and me. We just weren't as close as we had been in the past, and something had changed in the two weeks he had been gone. He just felt distant, distracted, his mind on other things.

Melissa did stop by briefly and we talked more about what she was planning on doing on Sunday afternoon. She had just gone shopping and proudly showed me the black satin thong she had bought to wear for the "test". Her mom was going to be gone from 12 to 6pm, which gave her plenty of time to see if Todd really was interested in her. I told her to be careful and to make sure it was what she really wanted. We kissed briefly and then she went home.

Saturday evening helped to allay some of my fears and anxieties, as we decided to stay home and watch movies. It was a very enjoyable evening and I was feeling very reassured when we went to bed, particularly after Greg made it clear he wanted to have sex again, although he insisted on having all the lights off. This time it was much more passionate and he lasted much longer, allowing me to come as well.

Sunday was another good day, although it rained all morning and afternoon. Denise had called and said she would take care of the chores over at Mom and Dad's house, which was a nice break for me. Greg played with Brayden until he went down for his nap, and then planted himself in front of the television and watched sports. I got caught up on housework and then went grocery shopping. As I was getting into the car to head home, my cell phone rang. It was Melissa.

"Hi, Mrs. Woods, you'll never guess what happened!" "Tell me every gory detail!" I said as I got into my car.

"Ok. Well, so like as soon as mom left I stripped down to just the thong and a tank top. I was already getting wet, I was so turned on. But I was also nervous, in case I was totally wrong about him. So anyway I laid on my stomach on my bed reading a book, or at least trying to, and left my door open."

"And did he walk by?"

"Yes, but it took him forever! I heard him coming and I got really nervous but pretended to be reading. He walked by but kept going and I got a little disappointed, but then I heard him walk back to my door, really softly."

"So was he peeking in?"

"I couldn't tell, but I thought I would shift around a little to see what would happen, so I did, and spread my legs a little bit more. I could totally hear him breathing after that. I was like really nervous and didn't know what to do, but I knew I had to do something, so I looked over my shoulder and said, 'Hey, Todd'. At first I didn't hear anything and didn't see him, but eventually I saw him peek around the corner. He was totally fixated on my ass and was pretty much speechless. I told him to come in, and he did, slowly."

By now I could feel myself becoming aroused, and told Melissa to keep going. She continued, "So he like came in and I rolled onto my side and told him to sit down. He was really nervous and I was too, but I was getting turned on too. It was really weird. Anyway, we talked a little more, and then I said that it was nice having mom gone and that she wouldn't be back for a while, like three hours. He just kind of nodded and smiled, and he couldn't keep his eyes off of my body. I smiled at him and said, 'I can't believe you're checking your sister out.' He smiled, and said, 'I'm not the one laying on the bed in a thong with the door open.' We laughed and joked a bit, and then I said, 'You want to mess around with me, don't you.' And he got really serious, and said, 'sort of, yeah' and I said, 'its ok, it might be kind of kinky to fool around with my little brother.' He looked up and said, 'Really, like seriously', and I said, 'Yes'. And then he reached out and put his hand on my ass, and his hand was totally shaking. I rolled onto my back and he slid his hand up my shirt and felt me up, and then I spread my legs and he put his hand on my pussy. I could see him starting to get hard so I put my hand on his dick. He stood up and slid his boxers and shorts off, and I was like, 'Wow, you're bigger than I thought.' He just kind of stood there and I didn't know what to do, but then I thought of you and your brothers, and decided it was now or never, so I started sucking his dick."

In my head I was imagining the whole scene, and I began to get very aroused. I was still sitting in my car in the parking lot, and quickly looked around to see if anyone was nearby. I didn't see anyone so I slid my hand up under my skirt and began to stroke my pussy through my panties as I listened to Melissa tell me more about her and her brother.

"So I sucked him for maybe 2 minutes and then he came in my mouth. He was really worried that I would freak out, but I said no big deal and said it was his turn to make me come. He took his shirt off and I took mine off, and then he took my thong off. I was totally soaked. He got between my legs and started going at it. I had to calm him down and get him focused in the right area, but he got the hang of it fast and it felt really good. The whole time I couldn't help but think that this was my brother, and not one of my boyfriends. Anyway I think I must have been really turned on because I came pretty fast."

By this point I had pulled the panties aside and my fingers were slick with my wetness as I played with my clit. I moaned out loud as a wave of pleasure went through me, and Melissa said, "You ok?"

"Oh yes... enjoying this... please keep going." I did another quick scan of the parking lot to see if anyone was watching me, and was relieved to see nobody in the area.

"Ok. So he was already getting hard again and asked if he could go inside me, and I said yes, so he got between my legs and slid into me. It felt really good and it was like totally hot to see him go in and out. He couldn't stop watching and it must have been blowing his mind because like 3 minutes later he was coming inside me. I was like, 'Wow, that was fast!' and he was really sorry and I said to not worry about it, we just needed to work on his stamina. So for the next like hour and a half that's all we did was suck each other and fuck. It was totally amazing how fast he came and how fast he could get it up again. He came inside me like two more times."

"That is so incredibly hot, Melissa."

"I know. I am so glad I talked to you about it. It was a lot of fun and I am sure we'll do it more before he leaves, if we can get away with it. And the best part is that mom has no idea what we were up to."

I saw a minivan coming to park next to me and quickly pulled my hand out from under my skirt. My thighs and fingers were coated with my juices. I said, "Just be careful, I would hate to think what would happen if she found out."

"I know what you mean. We'll be careful."

"Ok, I have to get back to the house. Please come see me before you go."

"I will."

I hung up and started the car, and headed for home. I don't remember much of the drive because I was lost in the imagery of Melissa and Todd having sex.

A storm was waiting for me when I got home. Greg was furious that I had been gone so long and that he had had to take care of Brayden instead of watch his game. I barely had time to unload the groceries from the car before he was driving off to his office. He didn't answer when I asked if he'd be home from dinner. By the time 9pm arrived, I was too tired to wait up and so went to sleep. I knew Greg came home during the night because he was asleep when I got up at 2am to put Brayden back to sleep, but when I woke up that morning he had already gone to work.

Looking back on it now, I can see that was when our marriage finally began to break and unravel. Over the next two weeks, we grew more distant, and I knew it was over. So did he, but neither one of us could admit to it. There finally came a time one night when he was home for dinner, and we were sitting at the dining room table, eating in silence. Steeling myself for the response, I looked at him, and point blank said, "You'd rather be with her, wouldn't you."

He looked up, and without much thought, said, "Yes."

I nodded and got up from the table and began clearing the dishes. At this point the tears were coming freely and I didn't try to hide it. I got Brayden out of his high chair and went into the bathroom to give him a bath before he went to sleep.

Greg stood in the doorway and began talking to me. My back was to him and I couldn't bring myself to turn around and face him. He told me how he had already talked to a lawyer and that we could start signing the divorce paperwork next week, as long as it was consensual and there were no disputes over our money and belongings. He had found an apartment downtown, close to work, and had already moved some stuff in. He had also talked to our landlord and ended the rental contract; we had less than two weeks left before we needed to move out. He said I could have just about everything in the house, and that he'd pay me child support for Brayden. Then he tried to give me many a lame excuse as to why he had decided to leave me and Brayden, but to be honest I wasn't really listening at that point.

The next morning I called my mother and asked to come over. They were out on the patio drinking coffee and reading the paper when we arrived. They were more than delighted to see Brayden. I broke the news to them about the divorce, and my mother came and held me while I cried and explained to them what had happened. When I was telling them about Greg's affair with Stacey, the little voice in the back of my head started laughing, and began reminding me of all the incestuous sex I had had with Doug and Jeff, as well as the sex with Denise and Melissa. It cut straight to my heart, and it was a long time before I was able to shake those thoughts out of my head.

I spent the morning talking with my parents about my situation. At lunchtime I was surprised to see both Jeff and Denise arrive; my father had called both Jeff and Doug and had told them what had happened. Denise began to cry with me, and I told her to stop as it would ruin her mascara. We had a good laugh through the tears.

We went home after lunch, and I put Brayden down for a nap. I began to wander aimlessly around the house. I had no idea where I was going to live or what I was going to do for income. I was hopelessly lost and sat down on the couch, completely despondent. And then, Doug arrived.

He apologized for missing lunch, and passed me tissues as I sat and cried and explained everything to him. When I told him how we had to be out of the house in less than two weeks, he smiled, and said, "I have an idea on that, if you're interested."

I said, "Mom and Dad already offered to let me move in with them."

"But I don't think that is what you really want, is it?"

"Of course not. Do you have any idea how it feels, to be a 30-year old divorced mother, living at home with her parents? I mean, how pathetic can you get?"

He said, "Well, I can't relate to the mother part, but remember, you're not the only one who's gone through a divorce."

I looked up at him. He was right; he had recently been divorced as well, and I saw some deep sadness in his face. I leaned against him and said, "You're right. I'm sorry. I totally forgot."

He put his arm around me and said, "It's ok. So I think I can understand some of what you're feeling. And I can understand how you don't want to move in with Mom and Dad. And that's why I think you should move in with me."

I sat up and looked at him, and said, "What?"

He said, "Brina, I live in a big old house, and I barely fill one floor of it. The rest of the house is empty. I just haven't ever bothered to fill it after Wendy left and took her stuff. You'd be appalled to see what my house looks like. And to be honest, it is very lonely there. I'd love to have you and Brayden stay for a while, until you get back on your feet."

"But I can't pay you any rent. I don't even know how much money I have in the bank, or if Greg even left me anything."

"Brina, I love you. You are so thoughtful. But let me ask you a few questions. Have you ever noticed that I drive a new car every year, and that I always take a two week vacation to the Caribbean or Tahiti every year?"

"Well, no, not really. I mean, I know you make good money, but..."

"What I'm trying to say is that I don't really care about the rent. Please don't take this as bragging, but the house I'm living in I bought outright. With cash. No mortgage. And it was just under half a million dollars."

"Wow. I mean, wow. How did you do that?"

"Well, I help my clients make a lot of money, and in the process, earn quite a bit myself. I cashed in some stock to buy the house, and, with a few smart moves, have just about replaced all the stock I cashed in. So I'm not really worried about money."

"Oh. But, I mean, I don't want to freeload off of you."

"I know. And you won't be. We are family, right? So of course we help each other out. And I know you'll get back up on your feet soon, and we all want to help you with that. So let us help you – please."

I thought about it, and said, "Are you sure you can fit us in?"

He smiled and said, "Do you want to come over, and see it for yourself?"

I said, "Actually, yes... as soon as Brayden wakes up I'll come over, if that's ok."

"Absolutely. I need to get back to work but I won't go in to my office... I'll work from home. Just give me a call when you head over so I can pick up all the pizza boxes and dirty socks all over the place."

He got up and kissed me on the forehead, and said, "See you later, Brina."

I had to admit, once I had seen Doug's house, I could see his logic for wanting Brayden and I to move in, at least temporarily. There was more than enough room on the second floor for a bedroom for myself, as well as a bedroom for Brayden. Doug had lost a lot of furniture in his divorce and hadn't replaced much. My stuff would fill up the empty places and make the house a home – so I hoped.

And so, that weekend, a big U-Haul truck pulled up in front of my house, and my parents and brothers loaded up everything that I wanted to keep. Once we got that moved in to Doug's house, we went back and loaded up the rest and took it to Goodwill. It was a very long, very sad day for me and I broke down several times. It felt so absolutely foreign to be cleaning out my house, literally, and making that final break with my old life and marriage to Greg.

September passed into October, and I found myself turning cold to just about everything except Brayden. I wasn't bitter, or angry; just cold. Numb to just about everything going on around me. I tried to plan for the future but it was difficult, since I didn't know what I wanted or where I was going. I made an attempt to settle in and make a home in Doug's house, but even that was half-hearted at best. Through it all, my brothers, Denise, and my parents loved and supported me. And I wanted to return their love, but I just couldn't. Despair and depression were such good companions. I gave myself to them and made peace with the fact that I was going to cry myself to sleep every night for the rest of my life, or so it seemed.

I hit rock-bottom at the end of November. My mother had come and taken Brayden so I could have some time to myself, and I somehow found myself standing naked in front of the mirror after taking a shower, brushing my hair absent-mindedly. I noticed that my body had lost its tone – I wasn't eating much of anything – but that fact didn't penetrate the cold within me. I kept brushing my hair, and somehow found myself with a pair of scissors in my hand. The next thing I knew I was watching myself hold my long black hair, while I cut it off with the scissors. I stood there for a long time, I think, looking down at the thick locks of hair clasped in my hand. I don't know how I made it to the floor, but the next thing I remember was finding myself leaning up against the wall, still clutching the hair, crying. And then there was a lot of commotion when Denise came over and found me, but I didn't understand why she was so worried or concerned. It seemed like I was in a never-ending dream, to be honest. What had happened?

She put my robe around me to cover me up, then sat me down on the couch and put a cup of hot chamomile tea into my hands to revive me. I heard her calling several hair salons to see if there were any immediate openings. Once she found one, she sat down across from me and lifted up my chin, staring right into my eyes. She said we were going to go get our hair done, and that I needed to get dressed. I nodded, and then she guided me to my room and got me dressed.

I began to regain some sense as we drove to the salon. I sat down in the chair while Denise talked with the stylist about how to salvage my hair from the damage I had done. By the time he was done trimming and styling, I was back to myself. I had to admit he had done a fantastic job turning my disaster into a very cute page-boy style haircut. It may seem simple, but to be honest, that small change in my appearance was exactly what I needed to get me up off the floor and start the process of getting back on my feet.

A week went by, and every day seemed a little bit better, a little brighter. I was still sad, very sad, but I also was able to laugh and enjoy things a little more. And then a chance encounter at a mall changed my entire outlook on life.

As I was perusing the clearance racks I heard someone call my name. I turned around and saw a woman that looked familiar. Her name was Janine and we had met at Greg's company party last winter. I barely remembered her, but she knew all about our divorce and Greg's affair with Stacey. She didn't have anything nice to say about him, which I very much enjoyed hearing. And then she dropped the bomb.

Apparently, Greg's affair with Stacey had started during their training and continued on once Greg got back and Stacey began working in the same office. That much I had figured out, or at least assumed. What I didn't know was that, shortly after arriving in Seattle, Stacey had also begun an affair with her boss, which was Greg's boss as well. Greg had no idea of that affair until Stacey became pregnant – not from Greg, but from the boss, who was also married. The end result was that Stacey was promoted and Greg had been transferred to a satellite office in Tacoma – all within the last week. Apparently it was a huge scandal and caused a mass exodus of people from the company.

I tried hard not to show my glee as Janine told me all the sordid details, but inside, my bitter, cold heart was jumping backflips and cartwheels, as I thought of the cosmic justice that had just been served to Greg. I literally walked away with a bounce in my step and a smile on my face. Although I didn't recognize it at the time, the cold, numb grip on my heart had been broken.

With a little help from my parents, brothers, and Denise, I formulated a plan to get back on my feet. I had an accounting degree and had almost taken all the classes I needed to become a certified public accountant. I was short a few classes and was able to sign up at a local college to finish out my final credits. With some hard work I could be finished by the summer. It was exactly what I needed and gave me something to prepare for over the holidays. I began eating and exercising again. I was going to be ok – no, better than ok. I was coming alive again, and it felt wonderful.

Although I hadn't been the best correspondent, I had traded emails and phone calls with Melissa from time to time and had kept her updated on the divorce, my move, and how things were going for me. She had kept me up to date on how college was going for her, and how she and Todd had seen each other several times during the semester. She promised to give me a call once she got home from college for the holidays.

I also got a surprise phone call from Greg. He didn't sound like the old Greg and wanted to meet up to talk. I wasn't too keen on seeing him, but agreed to meet him at a park near our old house. I was totally shocked when I saw him, and I think he was shocked to see me, too. I admit I made myself look gorgeous, and to be honest my new hairstyle was very appealing, based on the looks I received from men out in town. He, on the other hand, looked 10 years older. If I had to use one word to describe him, it would be broken. Through his tears, he apologized repeatedly for what had happened and for being a complete asshole. He asked if there was any chance of reconciliation, and I told him absolutely not. He nodded and then asked if he could hold Brayden, who was happily playing on my lap. I hesitated, but when I looked in his eyes and heard the broken plea of, "Please, Sabrina" I handed him over. Greg began crying and said that he felt horrible for being such a poor father. He said he wanted to take Brayden and spend some time with him over the New Years, and would return him to me afterwards. The divorce agreement stated that Greg had custody of him every other weekend, but up until now he had never shown any interest in caring for him. Despite my misgivings, I couldn't say no, and told him I would meet him the next day to drop Brayden off for the week. He was extremely grateful and once again apologized to me for all he had done. As much as I tried to hate him, I just couldn't. He was a pathetic shell of a man, and it made me wonder what I was.

Melissa called on New Years Eve and we met up at a coffee shop and had a wonderful conversation. She could tell that I was definitely on the rebound and shared some intimate details of her trysts with Todd on the weekends they could both get away and meet up. She also said that they had not had much freedom to mess around, as their mother had taken vacation time and was always around. She and Todd were heading back to college a few days after the New Years, and she asked if it would be possible for them to come over to the house and spend a few hours together, before they headed their separate ways.

I knew that Doug would be at his office downtown and so I said of course. The plan was for Melissa to call me when they were on their way; I would leave the door unlocked for them and step out to do some shopping, and come back in a few hours. She said that would be perfect, and I told them to use my bed for their fun, and that I'd put satin sheets on it just for them. She laughed and gave me a hug, and then drove off. It felt good to hug her, to feel her body up next to mine. It stirred something within me but I wasn't paying attention to that part of me just quite yet.

On January 3rd I got the call from her that she and Todd wanted to meet up at 10:00am at my house. I said that would work fine and made plans to go to the gym and shop for groceries. I had started to cook again and needed some ingredients for a pasta dish I wanted to try.

I left the house at 9:50am and lingered a moment in my car, hoping to see them drive up, but nobody showed up. I drove off to the gym and had a great workout, then showered and headed to the grocery store. We had agreed on 2 hours, so I assumed when I pulled into the driveway at 12:15pm that they would be gone. There were two cars parked across the street when I arrived, but I wasn't sure who they belonged to. I picked up my gym bag and the two bags of groceries, and headed inside. The front door was locked, making me think they were still inside – perhaps still going at it. I walked in quietly and tried to not make any sounds, but accidentally dropped my keys on the kitchen floor. I was putting away the groceries when I heard footsteps coming down the hall.

It was Melissa. She had my robe on and gave me a big smile as she put a finger over her lips. With a mischievous grin on her face, she said, "We just got done having sex. Todd is asleep."

In hushed tones I said, "Oh, I'm sorry! I can step out again, if you need more time."

"No, it's ok. We just got here like maybe half an hour ago. Traffic was horrible."

She looked incredibly sexy; her hair was tousled, she had her glasses on, and it was readily apparent she had nothing on under my robe. The faint stirrings inside me swelled and for the first time in a long time, I felt myself become aroused. It felt GOOD.

We sat down on the couch and I said, "So what did you guys do?"

"I sucked him, and then we did some 69, and then he got on top and fucked me."

"Mmm... that sounds like fun." It sounded like a lot of fun, and the fire within my body spread quickly as I imagined their bodies joined together.

"It was great. I'm always amazed at how fast he comes. There always seems like a lot, too."

I swallowed hard, and nervously asked, "He just... came inside you?"

"Yes... and I think it is starting to leak out... I hope you don't mind that I used your robe."

"No... not at all... its..." She could see me staring at her crotch and could tell by the expression on my face and my body language what I was thinking about – her brother's come dripping out of her pussy.

She smiled and said, "Ms. Woods, do you... want a taste?"

I swallowed hard and nodded, and she smiled back and pulled the robe apart, spreading her legs for me.

Without any hesitation I knelt down on the floor between her legs. I couldn't help but stare at the thick bead of creamy white come beginning to slowly drip out of her pussy. The smell was intoxicating – her sweet, sugar-water scent mixed with that of his come. I leaned in and put my face as close to her pussy as I could, then slid my tongue out of my mouth and began to gently lick her pussy, teasing the come out.

A wave of erotic longing hit me so hard that for a moment I was lightheaded. I could feel my own pussy getting wet by the minute as my tongue played in and out of her pussy, sucking up her sweet juices and lapping up the stringy gobs of come oozing out of her. I ate her pussy slowly and methodically, eventually bringing her to an orgasm that shook her body and made her gasp.

She looked at me and said, "Oh man... that was great, Ms. Woods... I think it is my turn now."

I was so aroused that I immediately stood up and began to strip off my clothes. The robe slipped off of Melissa as she stood up and leaned in to kiss me. I could taste his come on her tongue and lips as we kissed deeply for a few moments, her hands searching and finding my nipples. I let out a soft gasp and she sat me down on the couch, kneeling down and pushing my legs apart.

I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, so eager to feel her tongue on my dripping wet pussy. She did not disappoint me and quickly began to lick up all of my wetness, playing with my clit and making me even more aroused. I tried to be as quiet as I could but couldn't help myself and moaned loudly a couple times.

Melissa was steadily working me up to a powerful orgasm when I heard another voice say, "Whoa."

It was Todd, and he was standing there, completely naked, staring at Melissa in between my legs. I looked him in the eyes, and he shyly smiled and said, "Hey, Ms. Woods."

I was too aroused to say anything but I did smile back at him. His body was lean, but well toned, and he had the same pale skin that Melissa had. He also had a very nicely shaped (and already semi-erect) cock, with a little upward curve to it and a nice circumcised, plump head. I looked at it with longing as Melissa continued to lick and suck on my clit.

Melissa paused briefly and asked me if I wanted to suck Todd. I nodded, and Melissa told him to let me suck him. I could tell he was nervous but also very aroused at the situation – and so was I. He moved up next to me, kneeling on the couch so that his cock was positioned near my mouth. I leaned over and began sucking him. His cock was coated with Melissa's pussy juices and tasted delicious. I began sucking him harder and felt his cock get hard very quickly.

After a few minutes, Melissa stopped and said, "Fuck me, Todd." Then she went back to eating me. Todd obeyed and got down behind Melissa. He maneuvered his cock up against her pussy and slid in. Melissa paused and let out a soft moan, then went back to eating me, moaning after every other thrust.

I could tell Todd was getting worked up and so could Melissa, so she told him to stop and to eat me while Melissa and I kissed. I watched Todd, an eager expression on his face as he moved up between my legs. His tongue was more aggressive than Melissa's, darting in and out of my pussy and over my clit, but it felt wonderful and got me even wetter.

Melissa sat down next to me and we began to kiss deeply, caressing each other's body, with special attention to the breasts and nipples. I was in absolute ecstasy and briefly realized what I had been missing out on for the last few months. But I was getting too much pleasure to dwell on that thought, and before I could do anything else I began to writhe and moan as an orgasm stole over me, penetrating me and radiating out of me. I relaxed and laid back on the couch as Todd continued to gently lick my pussy.

Melissa sat back and said, "Is it ok if Todd fucks you, Ms. Woods?" I nodded and saw them look at each other and smile. Both Melissa and I watched intently as Todd moved up and guided the head of his cock up to the entrance of my pussy. He slowly slid inside and I let out a soft moan. I remembered what it felt like to have a cock inside of me, and once again had the realization that I had been missing out on sex for a long time.

He slid his cock into me, up to the hilt, and held it there a moment. Melissa was watching with a smile on her face. Todd began to slowly slide in and out of me, and it felt absolutely wonderful. But after only a few moments he said, "I don't know how long I can hold it..."

When Melissa heard that, she quickly asked, "Is it ok if Todd comes inside you, Ms. Woods?" I moaned softly and nodded yes. I was still very aroused and so put no thought towards the fact that I hadn't been on birth control for months.

With that, his pace quickened and he began to slide in and out with full strokes. I saw him clench his eyes shut and groan as his cock spurted deep inside of me. He finished coming and then looked down, amazed to see his cock inside me. He said, "I can't believe I got to do that. I can't believe I got to fuck you. No condom, either."

I laughed and said, "I know... it just kind of happened... but it was good... very good."

He shyly smiled again, and then slid his cock out, a glob of come dripping out as soon as the head of his cock emerged.

I watched as Melissa leaned in to suck his cock clean. She was enjoying it very much and Todd's cock was still semi-hard. I wondered if he would stay hard if she kept sucking him, but after his cock was clean she turned her attention to me. By this point a large string of come had dripped out onto the couch, and she scooped it up with her tongue and swallowed it, even as she moved in for more. She sucked as much come out of me as possible, and then sat back down next to me.

Todd was sitting on the floor, shaking his head, still in amazement. I laughed and said, "Why are you so amazed?"

He smiled, and then said, "Well, you're like... this really hot older milf... and for a guy like me... to get to do that... it's just pretty amazing, I think. I mean this is the stuff my buddies and I dream about, and I can't believe I got to actually do it."

I laughed, but then said very seriously, "And I hope you won't tell anyone, for my sake as well as yours."

"Oh, no way, Ms. Woods. Nobody would believe me anyway."

We laughed, and then Melissa said, "Don't worry, Ms. Woods. I'll keep him in line. If he wants to keep messing around with me, he'll do exactly what I tell him to."

We laughed again, and then Melissa said, "Shall we move into the bedroom? We have about a half hour before we both need to get on the road."

I said, "Absolutely. I want to see if I can make Todd's head explode with fantasies becoming reality."

He stopped, and said, "Wow... really, Ms. Woods?"

"Sure, why not? It feels really good to be having fun like this. Was there something you had in mind?"

"Um... yeah, sort of..."

I gave him an inquisitive look, and he said, "Ok, well... can you like... put some of your lingerie on... for me?"

I laughed and said, "Sure... if I can find it."

We walked into my bedroom and I began to go through my drawers. I couldn't find anything, and then remembered I had put a couple boxes of clothes in my closet. In the second box was my lingerie collection. Todd picked out a black satin thong, garter belt, and bra. I rummaged around for the matching black stockings and then put it all on for him.

Melissa said, "See... I told you... she looks fabulous in them."

"Whoa... she's like totally hot."

I glanced in the mirror to see what they were talking about, and had to stop and look myself. My body was still in decent shape, and the lingerie did a good job at accenting my dark complexion. And the hairstyle was just perfect for that "horny MILF" look.

I let Todd slowly caress my body as I stood in front of him. Before too long Melissa got behind me and started to caress me as well. It felt wonderful to have two sets of hands on me and for a brief moment thoughts of my time with Doug, Jeff, and Denise flitted through my head. But then I felt Melissa taking the bra off, and Todd taking the thong off.

Melissa lay down on the bed and had me get on top of her, to 69. We got positioned and then began to eat and lick each other. It felt wonderful and I got lost in the pleasure, only to be startled out of it by the feel of Todd's cock beginning to slide into me. He started to pump me slowly, and with Melissa's tongue on my clit and his cock inside me I couldn't help but rear back and gasp and moan in pleasure. I heard him mutter, "Oh man... this is so fucking kinky..." even as he continued to fuck me.

He wasn't ready to come yet so he stopped and began eating me out from behind. Melissa got out from under me and knelt down on the floor next to him, and began sucking his cock.

After a little while Melissa had him sit on the corner of the bed and lean back, spreading his legs apart. She got between his legs, her back to him, and slid down on top of his cock. She put a hand on each of his thighs and began to slowly ride his cock. The whole time he was leaning back, watching his cock being swallowed by his sister's pussy.

Then it was my turn. Melissa slid off and I slid right on, taking her place and pumping his cock slowly. I could tell he was barely hanging on, and decided to make him explode, literally, so I began to talk dirty to him, saying, "Oh Todd... fuck me... fuck my pussy... I want you to come in me..." Just that little bit of talk was enough to make him yell out, "Oh fuck oh fuck!" even as his cock exploded inside of me again.

I pumped him slowly and gently until he was done coming, and then held my ass up against him for a moment. Melissa got on the bed and had me straddle her face to eat the come while I sucked him clean. After a little while he lay back and watched as I rode Melissa's face. She wasn't just going after the come but was intent on giving me an orgasm, and I was happy to let her bring me to that level of pleasure. She took her time but eventually got me over the edge and I came, moaning and crying out as the pleasure enfolded me again.

We swapped positions and I ate her out, once again tasting her thick, sugary sweet juices and inhaling her delicious scent. I took my time, enjoying the flavors and making her body writhe and twist as I gave her pleasure. After a few moments I felt Todd push open my legs and then begin to eat me. He couldn't get enough of me, it seemed, and I was happy to let him enjoy my pussy. I felt him stop and then felt his cock push into me again. Melissa was right – he didn't last long but he sure could get hard again, fast.

Melissa must have been watching because she came soon after he started to pump me again. She gasped repeatedly for air as I did my best to prolong her orgasm.

She told Todd to lie back on the bed and then she began to ride his cock slowly. She leaned in and began to kiss him deeply, and I could tell that they weren't just having sex but were honestly making passionate love. I lay there next to them, watching their bodies unite, and began to think once again about my brothers, and how our bodies had been united like that, many times. It got me thinking.

Soon she was cooing in his ear as he thrust deep inside of her, moaning as his come shot into her. She stayed on top of him after he was done, gently kissing him and making sweet love talk with him. After a few moments she leaned back and looked over at me. She said, "Mmm... that was awesome, Ms. Woods. Totally better than what we had planned. Thank you for letting us come over, and for being with us."

"It was a lot of fun for me, too. And I think I needed it."

Todd said, "It was definitely a mind-blowing experience for me."

I smiled at him and said, "Good. I enjoyed fucking you and letting you fuck me."

He smiled sheepishly but I could tell he felt proud of the fact that he had bedded his first older woman. I admit that I felt a little ashamed at having so readily fucked such a younger guy, and the realization that I wasn't on birth control sent a brief wave of panic over me.

Melissa and Todd both got dressed and then I walked them to the door. They kissed deeply one more time. Melissa gave me a deep kiss, and then they left.

I stripped off the sheets of the bed and cleaned the drops of come off of the couch, and then hopped into the shower to get myself cleaned up. I decided I wasn't going to worry about not being on birth control – I still had the pills from before Greg and I split up, and I'd start them up that night.

No, to be honest, my thoughts were already focused on the fact that it was almost 2pm, and I had just enough time to get dinner ready for Doug... and find the red thong and the slinky red dress that I had worn for him, so long ago. I looked at the dining room table and thought that if all went as planned tonight, we'd be doing more than just eating dinner at the table...