Broken
Book Two: Sins of the Past
By
Laura Lovecraft
Smashwords Edition Copyright © 2011 by Laura Lovecraft
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Part One 1989
Chapter One
I glanced at my watch and saw that it was ten fifteen. Shit! I was supposed to be home by ten and at the pace I was driving I was still a good fifteen minutes from home. Well I would just have to be late then. It had snowed last night and the roads were still icy. More of a concern was the fact that I was driving with a bit of a buzz and the last thing I needed was be to be pulled over on Christmas Eve, and two days before we left to visit to my uncle Ray in North Carolina.
Because it was Christmas Eve, Dad had wanted Mark and I both home by ten, and had said he was going to wait up to make sure we were. I held my breath as I took the corner onto Cranston Street and saw a cop sitting in a parking lot. I glanced in the rear view and relaxed when I saw he was still sitting there. I was driving fine I told myself, just a little nervous. It would be one thing if I could say getting in trouble for being late was worth it, but that wasn’t the case. The night with Jack that I had risked trouble for had in fact started out perfectly, but couldn’t have ended worse
Jack was the bartender at Vinnie’s; tall, blonde, blue eyed, and damn hot! All the girls that worked there and most women in general seemed to have a thing for him. On any given night there would be three or four girls hanging around at the bar all but throwing themselves at him. Jack was also thirty years old and from some of the stories I’d heard had been in some trouble in the past. So even though I was flattered when he started hitting on me a couple of months ago, I didn’t exactly jump on in.
More than that was my issues with men in general. Jack was older and too aggressive for me, and I couldn’t see myself getting comfortable with him. Besides, all I would need is for dad to find out and he’d be down there making a scene. After a couple of weeks of his continued efforts however, curiosity, and the nasty girl inside got the best of me and I agreed to let him take me out. Jack was good our first date. We went out right after work on a Saturday afternoon and he brought me back to my car at Vinnie’s. I let him kiss me goodnight, but that was it. But what a kiss it was! Long, lingering, and tongue filled, that kiss had left me driving home wet.
On our third date we went back to his place and had sex, and as usual I left frustrated. Surprisingly for his reputation, Jack had gone pretty slow getting me nice and relaxed. When I let him have his way and he went down on me, he took his time and I came pretty goddamn hard. I returned the favor not getting him off, but impressing him with my ability to deep throat him. Jack made a remark about it, saying no other girl had done it that easily and I thought “whatever” I mean he was hung fairly well but my brother had to have a good three inches on him.
Unfortunately, despite the great foreplay, once we got to sex the old Megan showed up. I started off okay, but when he wanted me to rollover I refused, then felt stupid as we stayed in missionary. I tried to spend the night, but woke up a couple of hours later on edge and had to leave. An hour later I was curled up with Mark. We didn’t have sex, I wouldn’t if I had been with someone else, but I was upset and needed to be in the one place I always felt safe, the arms of my little brother.
I was surprised when, a couple of nights later, Jack asked me out again. We had a couple of more so- so nights and I could tell he was wondering what was going on. I finally told him I was nervous, that I had hang ups and left it at that. Jack said it was a shame because he could tell I wanted to. Then flashing that lady killer smile he told me all I needed was something to help me relax. I knew what he was talking about and told him it didn’t seem right. Jack rolled his eyes and said if drinking was that bad for you he wouldn’t have a job, and besides, isn’t that why everyone drank; to relax?
The next Friday night I got off at eleven, and sat at the bar to wait for Jack to finish his shift. While sitting there, I drank three “sodas” that Jack had added some Captain Morgan too. He hadn’t made them strong, but I have to say I felt pretty damn mellow by the last one. We went back to Jack’s and the sex was indeed better, as it had been the several times since. I had also been spending the night as well. Whenever I felt that old I would have a glass of wine and be able to sleep.
We weren’t really a couple, I was pretty sure he was seeing other people. We never went out anymore, just back to his place, and I was fine with that, I really wasn’t looking for a boyfriend just some company. Not to mention some sex that didn’t come from my brother. Mark and I were fucking a couple of times a week, but always made it around Krissy or Jack. We never had sex with each other on the same night we did with someone else. We did however, sleep in the same bed sometimes afterwards, but that was just so we could sleep. I have to say that although the relaxed Megan was much more fun, I still wasn’t half the nasty girl I was with my brother.
Normally Jack and I only got together on the weekends, but seeing I was going away for a few days he had arranged to get off at 8 tonight. I had the week off from RISD so I had worked earlier in the day and came back to hang out at the bar to “relax” for an hour or so before he got off. I was wearing a tight black dress with the knee high black leather boots Mark had bought me for Christmas-that I had modeled for him last night- and curled my normally straight hair. When Jack came over to give me a “coke” he leaned over, gave me a kiss, and told me how fucking hot I looked. It wasn’t exactly smooth, but it still sounded good.
What was even better was that although the bar was busy that last hour, Jack seemed to have a hard time keeping his eyes off of me. I noticed the drinks were definitely stronger than they used to be, but I was also getting more used to the effects. As I sat there, I certainly didn’t mind watching him. Jack really was hot, with a nice body and pretty decent cock to go with it. Oh tonight was going to be a good night, I thought as I finished my third drink. I was not only feeling damn relaxed but I was even feeling a bit… nasty.
We went back to his place where with a smile, he reached into his jacket and pulled out a bottle of ginger brandy he had lifted from Vinnie’s. He took a couple of swallows and handed it to me. I’d already had a few, but why not? I’d be okay to drive in a couple of hours. I took a long swallow then another, enjoying the way the liquor burned down my throat and the warm feeling it gave me.
Speaking of warm feelings, Jack wasn’t wasting any time! Within minutes he was kissing me while unzipping the back of my dress. I stepped back from him and gave him a playful push back into the chair. Then standing in front of him, slowly let the dress drop to the floor. I was wearing a matching black lace bra and panty set I had bought a couple of days ago.
“Goddamn, you look sexy tonight!” He exclaimed, his eyes wandering up and down my body.
“Yeah, you like?” I asked, putting my head down and batting my eyes.
“I love it.”
“What about my sexy new boots, you like those?” He nodded, smiling, and I added; “You want me to keep them on?”
“Oh yeah.” He whispered, all but licking his lips.
I walked over to stand directly in front of him, turned, and slowly bent over, shoving my ass in his face.
“I love that bad ass tattoo of yours.” He told me, referring to my Baphomet tramp stamp.
“Oh, is that all you love?”
Turning back to him, I put my knee up on the arm of the chair, reaches back and removed my bra, letting it fall to the floor.
“You don’t love these?” I held my tits up for him.
“I love those pretty little tits of yours!”
He was smiling, sensing how playful I was, and probably thinking “about time”. Well we’ll see what he thinks in a few minutes, because this nasty girl has a game in mind for good old Jack.
“That's not nice,” I pouted. “Calling them little.” I leaned onto the chair, shoving my left tit in his face. “I think you should say you’re sorry.”
“Aw, come here.” Jack said, eagerly sucking my nipple into his mouth.
As he did, his right hand dropped between my legs, where he slid his fingers into my panties, and right into my wet pussy.
“I’ll let it slide I guess.” I told him, pumping my hips into his fingers.
His fingers still working my pussy, Jack switched to my right nipple . I reached down and unbuttoned his shirt, taking a minute to rub my hands across his strong chest and flat hard stomach. I was hoping he would add his thumb to my clit, but he didn’t. I pulled away reluctantly. His fingers felt damn good, but they were just a tease, as Jack himself had been lately. He made a sound of protest as I moved away, but that quickly changed when I dropped to my knees and unsnapped his jeans
“You’re feeling good tonight aren’t you baby?” He asked.
“Trust me you’ll know how good I feel soon enough honey.” I answered with a wink.
Smiling up at him, I reached in and pulled his hard thick cock from his underwear. Squeezing it tightly, I gave it a couple of long slow pumps. I flicked my tongue across the tip, causing him to moan and twitch his hips. Jack really did have a nice cock, the biggest I’d seen next to my almost freakishly endowed brother. I licked his shaft up and down a couple of times, then paused with my mouth right at the tip.
“Come on Megan, don’t tease.”
Not yet I won’t anyway. With no further hesitation, I opened my mouth and in one quick motion took him down all the way until I could feel my lower lip touching his balls. For someone so super cool, Jack moaned as loud as a teenager. The moaning kept up as I went to work on his cock with a vengeance. I was bobbing my head in a quick steady rhythm, while pumping my hand along his shaft. Oh, this nasty girl had a purpose all right. After being very attentive the first few nights, the last couple of times Jack had not even gotten me off. He teased and played for awhile then fucked me and that was it. Last time I had asked him to keep playing with me and he claimed he was too tired, and I should get going.
This time would be different. I hadn’t really been thinking of it earlier, but after the second drink it occurred to me that if my own brother had to follow the rule that I always cum first then why shouldn’t Jack? After only another minute of me sucking on him, I felt Jack’s thighs start to tremble as he moaned;
“Oh yeah baby, damn you can suck cock.”
A romantic Jack was not, but I would be lying if hearing him say that didn’t get me going. Jack would certainly know that I could suck, as I had given him an eye rolling blow job each of the last couple of times we’d played, and gotten nothing for it. Well Jack was a decent fuck, but without cumming, it was like a sundae without whipped cream, and tonight this girl wanted desert. Jack let out another loud moan and started gasping.
“Oh, yeah baby! Just like that just like…. Hey!” He exclaimed, as I stopped and removed his cock from my mouth. “Hey babe I was close.”
I smiled sweetly at him.
“Tonight I cum first Jack.”
“What?” He was looking at me as if I were nuts.
“You heard me. You haven’t been very good to me the last couple of times, and I was very good to you so tonight I get mine in advance.”
I stood up and started to walk away.
“Hey where are you going?”
“The bedroom, so you can come be good to me.” I stopped at the coffee table, picked up the bottle and took a couple of sips before walking away. I was still wearing the lace panties and was giving my hips a little extra swing, not to mention I’m sure the high heeled boots were doing great things for my legs. Without turning to see if he was following, I went into his bedroom and putting the bottle down on the nightstand, lied down on the bed. Jack was in the room before my head had settled on the pillow. Slipping my panties off, I slowly spread my legs open.
“Come on Jack, come take care of my pretty little pussy with that nice soft tongue of yours.”
I pouted, and to my delight Jack laughed. Pausing to remove his clothes, Jack crawled up the bed between my legs, spread my pussy open, and started lightly flicking his tongue across my clit.
“Ohhhh, that is sooo nice.” I purred.
My plan was working perfectly, as Jack proceeded to do a hell of a job on my pussy. I figured he would have rushed through, but instead he really was taking his time. He was even teasing, getting me close then backing off. After the third time he had me right there, he stopped, leaned over to grab a condom from the nightstand and started to slide up as if he were going to start fucking me. But I was having none of it. I put my foot up on his chest, stopping him.
“Where you going baby? “ I asked. “I didn’t cum yet.”
Jack rolled his eyes.
“I’ll go back, I promise, I just really want to fuck you right now.”
I pushed with my foot.
“You can fuck this tight little pussy after I cum baby. That way it’ll be even hotter and wetter for that nice big cock.”
I had never spoken like that before, well not to anyone other than my brother. Jack gave me a huge smile.
“Well when you put it like that I...”
“And you know what? When you fuck me forget that damn rubber, I just want to feel you.”
Screw it. It wasn’t like I could get pregnant, and those things were such a mood killer. Not needing to be told twice Jack went back to my pussy and this time it was him going to town like it was a race. Sliding a finger inside, he rapidly swirled his tongue in tight little circles over my swollen clit. I started playing with my nipples, and when Jack looked up, his eyes widened.
“Yeah, you like that show Jack?”
“Hell yeah.” he breathed into my pussy.
After another minute of his furious licking, I felt myself getting ready. In the past I had held back, not feeling completely at ease. Tonight however, I was feeling damn fine! When he sucked my clit into his mouth, I squeezed my thighs around his head, and let out a long loud squeal that I’m sure his neighbors heard, as I came harder than I’d ever had with anyone other than Mark.
“Oh that was nice!” I breathed out, as I lay there panting.
“Now let’s see how wet that got you.”
With that, Jack slid up between my legs and plunged his cock deep inside of my now sopping wet pussy.
“Oh damn!” I moaned, as he began giving it to me with nice long hard strokes.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and grabbed him around the neck, pulled him down into a long deep kiss. I couldn’t believe how good this felt! I was totally relaxed, and enjoying every minute of it! I had played him and gotten exactly what I wanted, no not gotten, taken what I wanted. Jack smiled down at me as he continued to pound my tight little pussy.
That's it baby, now we’re having fun no?”
“Lean back on your knees and we’ll have more.” I told him with a wink.
Oh yeah, this was the night the nasty girl came out with someone other than her little brother! Jack leaned back, and taking my legs from around his waist, I placed one on each shoulder. Seeing the leather boots up behind his head was a hell of a turn on, but nothing compared to how fucking good it felt when I angled my hips up, and he drove his hard cock even deeper into my pussy.
“Oh damn Jack!” I exclaimed, as he wrapped his hands around my thighs pulling me up even higher.
“Yeah Megan, you like that?”
“Oh fuck yeah!”
Damn straight I was! I was lying there getting it hard, and loving every minute of it! Just the way it should be! Then Jack uttered those words that never failed to set me off, “If you think this is good baby, then you need to roll over.”
Jack slipped his cock out and sat back on his knees, waiting expectantly. As soon as he had said it my euphoric high slipped away and I felt that all too familiar tightening in my stomach. I gave him what I hoped was a sexy smile while rubbing the heel of my boot along his chest.
“Come on baby, that felt really fucking good! Just keep giving it to me like that.”
“It can feel even better. Come on Megan; get on your knees for me.”
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, my rush was quickly turning into a headache. Jack reached down and grabbing my thigh gave a little push to try to guide me over. As he spoke I swore I could hear an older harsher voice in my head.
“Let’s go baby, roll over for me.” Jack implored me. I said roll over you little bitch!
“No.” I said opening my eyes, and shaking my head.
This time Jack did roll his eyes; “Oh for Christ sakes Megan, I thought you wanted to have fun tonight!”
I sat up pulling away from him.
“I sucked your cock and let you fuck the shit out of me. Sorry if I’m not enough fun for you Jack.”
Here we go, another night shot. Jack looked at me for a moment, surprisingly his cock was still hard, and he gave me a little smile.
“Hey Megan you’re a hell of a lay, really. I just want to try it that way that's all.”
“Well I don’t really feel too good about it.” I told him and started to get off the bed, ready to concede the night, another casualty of my fucked up past.
Jack reached out, putting his hand on my shoulder. I stopped and he slid over, put his arm around me and kissed my cheek. I could smell my pussy on his face.
“Look Megan, we’ve been together a few times. You know I’m not going to hurt you I just want us to have a good time.”
“Yeah?” I asked, relieved that he didn’t seem angry.
Jack moved my hair and kissed my neck. Sliding his hand up he started playing with my left nipple, causing my breath to catch. Everything had felt so good! I didn’t want it to stop.
“Yeah baby, just relax and let me try, it’ll feel damn good, just trust me.”
I wanted to, I really did. Feeling like a pathetic little kid, I looked at him and whispered, “You’ll go easy? You promise?”
Jack’s answer, his perfectly smooth answer, was to gently turn my face up to his, and give me a soft sweet kiss.
“As easy as you want me to be.” He flashed his killer smile. “Hell Megan, I just want to see that fantastic ass of yours up in the air, It’s perfect and you know it.”
I laughed nervously, “Yeah you like my ass?”
“I do I…hold on”
He leaned over, grabbed the bottle of brandy and handed it to me. I took it and after hesitating briefly, thought fuck it! I needed to get past this somehow. I took several long swallows and would have kept going, but Jack took the bottle from me.
“Whoa! I want you to actually remember this. Besides you need to get home tonight.”
I nodded, closing my eyes as my head spun. When I opened them I felt calmer. Where that uptight feeling had been was now just a warm one. Looking down, I saw Jack wasn’t fully hard anymore. That gave me an idea.
“Awww,” I cooed. “Somebody’s not happy to see me anymore. I should fix that.”
I bent my head to Jack’s lap, sucked his semi hard cock into my mouth, and started blowing him as hard and fast as I had earlier.
“Goddamn,” Jack moaned, while running his hands through my hair.
“Hmmm mmm” I moaned around his cock. I started sucking even faster trying to get him close. The closer he got the less time he would be able to fuck me. Maybe I could even get him off…
As if reading my mind, Jack placed his hands gently on each side of my face, and eased himself from my mouth.
“Easy, got to save some for that pussy no?” He asked
Jack got onto his knees on the bed, and after taking a deep breath, I rolled over onto my stomach, curling my knees under me and pushing my ass into the air.
“Jesus that is one hell of an ass Megan.” He whispered.
He came up behind me and true to his word, eased himself in slowly.
“Oh,” I groaned softly. That did feel pretty damn good.
“See baby? Nothing to worry about.”
Jack began fucking me, not too hard, but not exactly slow either. I moaned with each thrust as with my ass up, he was going pretty deep. As he continued to fuck me, I realized that not only was it feeling pretty good, but I was doing pretty good myself. I relaxed, and told him, “Go ahead give it to me harder.”
“There you go baby!”
Jack started fucking me harder and faster. I not only started moaning louder, but began moving my hips back and forth, thrusting against him. Jack moaned in appreciation, and started slamming me harder. Oh yes! The nasty girl was finally doing it; getting it on her knees and loving it just like the dirty little slut she so wanted to be! If all it took was a few drinks to get this, then I’d start bringing my own damn bottle.
“You like fucking that pussy Jack?”
“Damn straight!” He laughed, loving hearing me talk like that.
“Yeah, you like that hot ass up in the air?”
“Love it baby! I love it!”
I told him. “Just go ahead and fuck me just...”
Jack grabbed my hips, hard.
. I gasped and tried to pull away. Thinking I was just moving with him, Jack squeezed my hips harder, pulling me back.
“Oh no,” I moaned softly.
“Oh yeah baby, your loving that aren’t you?”
Jack was holding me by the hips and fucking me even harder. I started breathing faster, and not from excitement. Its okay I told myself, he’s just fucking me, we’re having fun. It was no good; I was getting nervous, no more than that, I was getting scared.
“Jack...” I started, then squealed as he reared back, really hammering me.
“Oh god you feel fucking good!” He exclaimed.
I couldn’t stop now, I wouldn’t let myself. In my mind, that voice was resurfacing again. Just lay still and take it!
“Oh god,” I moaned.
Taking it as an expression of pleasure Jack said; “That’s right Megan tell me how much you love it.” Go ahead, no one’s home and I love it when you scream! The dreaded voice added.
“Grab my shoulders!” I gasped out.
Jack slid his hands to just under my shoulder blades, but it still wasn’t helping. Reaching out, I grabbed the wooden slats of the headboard, wrapping my hands around them and squeezing. Between moving my hands and Jack pushing on my back, my face went down into the pillow and I left it there so he couldn’t hear me whimpering. Oh god, get it over with! I turned my face and forced myself to moan out, “Give it to me baby! Just give it to me!”
Jack picked up the pace and was now totally fucking the shit out of me. It should have felt fantastic. I should have been stroking my clit and trying to cum. Instead, I was sweating with my arms trembling, and my hands white knuckled around the headboard.
“Oh damn... Oh goddamn!” he was gasping and moaning, as he was getting close.
Jack started to slow down, trying to put it off.
“No baby!” I cried out. “Please just give it to me!”
“Yeah?” he asked caught up in the game, “You want it?”
“Fuck yeah! Oh, cum for me Jack!” Oh please just cum!
After another minute that seemed like an eternity, Jack gasped and pulled his cock out. I felt his hot cum all over my lower back, directly onto my tattoo from the feel of it.
“Oh fuck...” He gasped. “Oh my god Megan, that was fucking great!”
I released the headboard, and laid there disgusted. Here I was having just gotten the shit fucked out of me and covered in cum. Instead of feeling like that nasty girl however, what I really felt was like a scared little kid, who needed to go home. Jack had sat back on the bed for a minute catching his breath, then I felt him move and a moment later he started wiping my back off with something.
“Now tell me that wasn’t worth it?”
“Yeah that was something.” I managed to whisper. Something we wouldn’t be doing again.
As Jack finished wiping me off, I pushed myself up onto my hands and knees, intending to get up. Jack was still kneeling behind me and putting one hand on my back, started rubbing his still fairly hard cock on the cheek of my ass.
“Shit, that ass looks good Megan.”
He started whacking his prick against the other side of my ass.
“I have to get going Jack.”
“Aw come on, I want to go again.” He said as rubbed his cock along my wet pussy.
“I don’t have time, next time we can… hey!” I exclaimed as he tried to work it into my pussy.
I went to sit up just as Jack pushed with his cock again, the tip of it sliding right up to…
“No!” I cried out as I felt his cock at my ass.
I sat up, and as my brother had taught me, slammed my elbow backwards. I felt it connect solidly. Jack grunted and fell back away from me.
“Jesus Christ Megan! I…”
“Nothing goes there, ever!” I screamed at him, turning around quickly to face him, where he was crouched at the foot of the bed holding his ribs.
“Hey Megan, easy.”
Jack leaned forward to try to put his arm on me. Drawing my leg back, I pointed my heeled boot at his face, ready to kick out at him.
“Don’t touch me!”
Jack was smart enough to back off. He hopped off the bed, and putting both of his hands up said, “Hey calm down Megan! I’m not going to hurt you.” He shook his head. “Christ, talk about not being able to handle your booze.”
I got off the bed and not bothering to look for my panties walked past him, and out into the parlor. I grabbed my dress off the floor, slipped it over my head, and grabbed my purse. Jack came into the room; he had taken a minute to pull his jeans on, and looked at me.
“Hey Megan, you gonna be okay?”
I felt like an idiot. My face was flushed, and I didn’t feel good. I thought about calling Mark to pick me up, but there would be no way to explain to dad why my car would be here. I was also upset and Mark already didn’t like me seeing Jack, something bad would happen. I looked at him and shrugged helplessly.
“I’ll be fine I just… I told you, I don’t like that.”
Jack shook his head.
“You liked it just fine Megan. I think you’re just kind of fucked up. You shouldn’t have chugged that bottle like that.”
“You’re the one that gave it to me, remember?”
“Yeah, well I thought you could handle it.” He shrugged. “My fault I guess.”
“No it’s…” I started, ready to tell him it was me, but then he finished,
“That's what I get for messing with damaged goods.”
I had left at that, getting in my car and driving around the corner where I pulled over for a few minutes to cry in frustration and humiliation. I looked up to see a pay phone and realizing that my head was spinning, thought again about calling Mark. The phone would wake the folks and there would end up being hell to pay. I rolled the window down letting the cold air blow in my face and pulled away, hoping I would make it home without getting pulled over.
Chapter Two
I made it home at 10:25, not bad considering. I pulled in next to my father’s Volvo wagon and shut the car off. My first thought was to sneak upstairs and slip into Mark’s bed. Just curl up with my brother and let him make everything better like he always did. That thought quickly faded when I looked up and saw the candle in Mark’s window, his signal to me that Krissy was with him.
With a sigh I let myself in and used the bathroom downstairs. I was taking a chance waking Dad, but didn’t want to use the bathroom with Mark’s girlfriend in there with him. Not that he would care, but sweet little Krissy would feel funny if she heard me in there. I had really wanted to take a shower, try to wash the night away, but even that idea was shot now. I did take a minute to splash some cold water on my face, between the adrenalin rush with Jack, and the cold air on the ride home, my head was pretty much clear.
I removed my boots and crept up the stairs thinking about what a bullshit double standard this was. Under no circumstances was I allowed to have a guy over, not that I hadn’t of course, but Dad knew Mark had Krissy over sometimes. He said it was okay as long as he didn’t see her coming or going and of course he better keep it down, because after all his sister was in the next bedroom. Wonder what dad would have to say if he knew that most of the time it was me that my little brother had squealing in his bedroom?
I walked quietly down the hallway and paused in front of Mark’s door. I could smell Krissy’s obsession perfume and could hear her talking quietly; she must have just gotten there. With one last longing look at Mark’s door, I went into my room where I quickly stripped off my black dress. I was completely naked underneath, having left my bra as well as my panties at Jack’s. Great, now he had souvenirs, hopefully he wouldn’t say anything stupid at work.
I slipped on a black Sabbath t-shirt that belonged to my brother, and sat on the edge of the bed staring at the bathroom door. Although I was upset that I couldn’t go in my brother’s room, I was happy for Mark that Krissy was there. The two of them had broken up for a couple of weeks in the beginning of December. It had been Mark’s fault; he had been getting increasingly cocky lately, and had acted like an ass at the last karate tournament. Talking trash, showboating in the ring, and going out of his way to embarrass his opponent before hitting him so hard he literally knocked the kid out.
They had needed to use smelling salts to wake him up and he was taken to the ER to make sure he was okay. Mark then made things even worse, flirting with several girls who had been waiting outside for him right in front of Krissy. Krissy had removed the emerald ring Mark had bought her for her birthday, and thrown it at him, before storming away in tears.
I thought Mark would have moved on and gone on a tear, fucking every girl in sight. God only knew there were enough of them that wanted him. Instead he had spent the next two weeks staring at the ring and moping. Even turning me down a couple of times, before slinking over to Krissy’s house, and risking her father who hated him, and apologizing. She had taken him back, and I was glad. Christmas was a tough time for my brother. His few early ones with our waste of a mother were days like any other; we never got anything, not that I could remember anyway. Then Mark spent the next ten in foster home, or group homes.
Mark never said much about it, but last year he had broken my heart by telling me that he he’d never received a gift that said mom or dad. My parents were as good to him as they were to me, but they were Doug and Denise to him. He had however told me that the last couple of years had been much better because he got to be with his sister. Hell I thought, this year he was even going to get to fuck her. Still, I knew the day was tough for him. I could say that I had parents; he never would be able to. So at least Krissy was here for him, not to mention the fact I was happy she came back because he had spent a ridiculous amount of money on a white gold bracelet for her.
I stared again at the bathroom door thinking of Mark with Krissy, no I told myself, I couldn’t. A minute later however, I found myself getting up and quietly entering the bathroom. I made my way over to the door on Mark’s side and looked down. The doorknob had broken one day and Mark had pulled it out, but never bothered to replace it. After all he could care less if his big sister wanted to come in and out of his room. When Krissy was over he would simply throw the small bolt on his side to keep it from opening.
Feeling dirty, but unable to help myself, I knelt on the floor. The hole where the door knob had been was a couple of inches around and Mark’s bed was directly across from it. Because he had the room lit by candles and the bathroom was dark, I would be invisible even if they stared directly at the door. There was no chance of that happening as Mark and Krissy were pretty intent on each other at the moment.
Mark was shirtless, wearing just a pair of the karate uniform pants he usually slept in. Krissy however, was still fully dressed, wearing a red sweater and a knee length black skirt. The only thing off so far were her heels, which I saw lying next to the bed. They were standing at the foot of the bed, their arms around each other kissing. Mark’s slid his hands down her side, grabbed the bottom of her sweater and lifted. Krissy broke the kiss and lifted her arms to allow him to pull it off.
Her long sandy brown hair cascaded down her bare shoulders and back. She was wearing a sexy red lace bra that looked as if it were straining to contain her more than full tits. Mark started kissing her neck and Krissy tilted her head to the side, giving him better access to it. Her hands roamed their way across my brother’s muscular shoulders and arms, her long red nails tracing their way down to his forearms, before rising to run her fingers through his thick black hair.
Mark bent his head and started kissing her chest just over bra. Krissy giggled as Mark dropped to his knees. Kissing her stomach, he grabbed the top of her skirt, sliding it down to the floor and exposing the matching red panties underneath. Krissy stepped back out of the skirt, and reaching back, unhooked her bra. She slipped it off and tossed it to the floor. Although it was obvious she was well endowed, I was still surprised at how large her tits really were. Not just large, but pretty damn firm as well as despite their size, they were standing just about straight up.
Krissy turned, showing off the back of the panties which were transparent. Before she could move, Mark grabbed her hips and kissed the cheeks of her well rounded ass. Standing, he trailed his tongue up along the small of her back, before reaching around and grabbing her tits. I felt my heartbeat pick up and my breath quicken as Krissy leaned back into my brother. Mark played with her nipples while kissing her neck. With a soft moan, she began grinding her ass into his obviously hard cock.
I always think of her as either “cute little” or sweet little” Krissy. In addition to being extremely sweet she is also the best thing that ever happened to Mark, except of course, for his loving big sister Megan. I’d also been friends with her older sister Lisa since I came to live with mom and dad and known Krissy since she was nine. I guess because of that I always saw her as cute. Well, as I stared through my peephole like the nasty girl I was, taking in Krissy’s all but naked body; cute was definitely off the table.
Krissy was tall, and up until a few months ago had been quite curvy, even a little on the chubby side, but had certainly slimmed down. She still had curves, but they were in all the right places. Krissy’s family had gone to Bermuda for a week as an early family Christmas present and she had come back with one hell of a tan. Judging from where the tan lines were, she had not been wearing much of a bikini. Krissy’s long dark legs were well shaped and she had put blonde high lights in her hair, which the sun down there had brought out even more.
Yes, Krissy had become quite the woman, and her body looked damn good up against my brother’s, who although just eighteen, was already one hell of a man. Mark’s left hand left her tit, giving me a good look at her hard rose colored nipple, and slid down into her panties. The groan she released caused my pussy to begin to heat up. I had no interest in women, but I have to say watching Krissy’s surprisingly hot body bump and grind on my brother was getting me going. Mark was working his fingers quickly down there, as Krissy started bucking her hips harder, and her breath was coming in short little gasps.
Krissy grabbed his forearm, her red nails digging in as she squeezed. Dropping her other hand behind her, she started rubbing Mark’s cock through his pants. My brother was sucking on her neck while he continued to work both her nipple and her clit. Krissy’s legs looked like they were starting to buckle, and she let out a long shuddering moan that sent my hand down between my own legs to dip into my now slick pussy. As I started rubbing my swollen clit, Krissy’s moan took on a higher pitch and her legs did start to go. Laughing, Mark caught her around the waist with the hand that had been on her tit, and held her up against him.
Mark pulled his hand from her panties, and she turned to face him. Her hands slid around his neck and they kissed. Krissy pulled her lips away, and said something to my brother, who smiled and whispered; “Bad girl.”
Krissy giggled and pulling from his embrace turned away. Sitting on the edge of Mark’s bed, she made a come here gesture. His face lighting up in anticipation, Mark stepped up to her. Reaching out, Krissy slipped his pants down causing my brothers huge prick to spring free. My fingers sped up as I watched Krissy wrap her hand around his cock and stroke it several times. Giving Mark a sexy little smile, Krissy leaned forward and took him into her mouth.
Oh yes, little Krissy was being a bad girl I thought while watching her slowly work her mouth up and down my brothers huge dick. Krissy reached around with her hands and grabbed Mark’s ass, squeezing it as she continued bobbing her head. I began breathing through my mouth, mesmerized by the sight of Krissy’s lips descending repeatedly on my brother’s long hard shaft.
Mark’s hands were in her hair, gently holding her head as she slowly sucked on him. Too slowly, I thought as I watched. I knew my brother and could tell that it was taking everything he had not to hold Krissy’s head still and fuck her mouth. I knew he wouldn’t though. Mark would never fuck his sweet girlfriends face. After all wasn’t that what his nasty big sister was for? Mark whispered something to her, and Krissy removed his cock from her mouth, and smiled. Mark started to step back, but before he did Krissy playfully flicked her tongue across just the tip of his cock. The surprised moan my brother let out covered up the one I let slip, as seeing her do that had sent my fingers plunging into my overheated slit.
Krissy stood up and walked around the bed. I panicked, thinking she was headed for the bathroom, but she continued around, standing in front of the side of the bed. Mark came around and reached for her, but Krissy pushed his hands away. Letting out an adorable little laugh, she pointed down at the floor. Oh little Krissy had grown up, I thought as I watched my brother drop down to his knees in front of her. Mark grabbed her red panties and slid them down her legs to the floor.
Leaning back on her hands, Krissy brought one long leg up and put her foot on the bed. Lifting the other, she draped it over Mark’s shoulder. With her legs open like that I saw her pussy spread open before me. She had a patch of light brown hair at the top, but the rest was smooth and so wet I could see it glistening in the candle light. Mark quickly blocked the view as he moved himself between her legs. From the sound of Krissy’s sexy little sigh; he must have gone right to work with that amazing tongue of his.
I was close to cumming, but slowed down, focusing more on watching the show in front of me. Krissy was panting and moaning as Mark continued to suck on her sopping wet pussy. I was totally turned on by the position she was in, her head was thrown back and her huge tits were heaving. The faster she breathed, the faster my fingers went. I was turning it into a game, trying to cum at the same time she did. Oh Megan, you are a nasty fucking whore! Watching your little brother suck his girlfriend and getting off to it.
Leaning her weight on one arm, Krissy brought her hand around and started running her nails through Mark’s hair. My gaze shifted from Krissy’s heaving tits to my brother’s unbelievably sexy back. The huge goats head in the middle of his Baphomet tattoo seemed to looking right at me. Krissy completely surprised me by lying on her back, bringing her other leg off the bed, and wrapping it around Mark’s head. She swung her other leg around, crossed her ankles, and pulled my brother’s face into her pussy.
“Oh, you dirty little girl.” I whispered softly. Who’d have thought Krissy could be a wild ride?
“Oh yeah Mark.” Krissy moaned out loudly. “Oh please, just like that. Don’t stop, please don’t stop”
Hearing the orgasm approaching in Krissy’s voice, I sent my fingers into high gear.
“Oh, oh yes Mark! Yes! Yessss!”
As that last yes turned into a long loud moan of ecstasy, Krissy’s hand tightened in my brother’s hair, and I saw her hips push up. I bit down on my lip stifling my own squeal as I fingers hard into my pussy, while my other hand pinched my swollen clit, sending me over the edge with Krissy. I put my head down panting and trying to catch my breath. I stayed like that telling myself I had gotten off and it was time to go, but then again, there was no way I could miss the rest of the show.
I peered back through the hole to see Krissy had turned lengthwise on the bed. She stretched like a satisfied cat; arching her tits in the air and watching with a smile on her face as my brother crawled up between her legs. Mark’s massive cock was pointing down, ready to stuff Krissy’s tight little box. Lucky little bitch, I thought. When Mark was completely over her, he lowered himself into her and she closed her eyes, releasing a soft moan. Mark slid his arms down underneath Krissy’s shoulders so he was lying on top of her, and began slowly moving his hips. Krissy wrapped her arms around his neck. As she did the white gold bracelet he had bought her gleamed in the candle light, it was the only thing she was wearing.
Mark bent his head to hers and their lips met. One long kiss turned into another as my brother, using just his hips, continued with those long slow strokes. Mark slid his mouth from hers and started kissing her neck. Krissy let her head roll back and I felt myself working up again as I saw the look of absolute pleasure on her face. Her eyes were closed, and she was letting out a little moan each time Mark thrust himself into her. Krissy wrapped her long tanned legs around my brother’s waist and the two of them lied there completely entangled; their bodies moving in perfect rhythm.
I kept waiting for them to move, to change positions, for Krissy to either get on top or better yet for my brother to put her on her knees and watch the look on her face as he pounded her from behind. I then realized that they weren’t going to. Both of them seemed quite content to stay this way. Mark pushed himself up on his arms so he was looking down at Krissy, and I focused on the look on his face. My brother was staring down at Krissy with the softest, sweetest look I had ever seen on his face, a look of love?
I always mocked my brother for staying with just Krissy. Well it’s not like he was just with her, he was getting it pretty often from his big sister as well, but still. I told him he was holding himself back, that he could be taking any girl he wanted, anyway he wanted. Now as I watched the two of them stare into each other’s eyes I realized that I was… jealous, yes that was the word. I wasn’t jealous that Mark was with Krissy, what got me was that my little brother, who was probably more broken than I was, somehow was capable of feeling this way. Meanwhile I couldn’t even spend a night with someone without a problem. No longer horny, I watched a little sadly, as Mark made love to his girlfriend. Hell he treated me like a whore; then again that's what I always wanted him to do. It’s what the nasty girl wanted, at least from my brother, but wouldn’t it be nice to have this with someone?
Mark started pumping faster, and Krissy’s moans were starting to sound more like whimpers. Because of his length, I knew first hand Marks cock could rub against my clit as he fucked in that position and apparently he was hitting Krissy’s pretty well I watched her head roll back, and she started to moan louder as her third orgasm in less than a half hour approached. Mark dipped his head back down and kissed her hard, catching her squeals in his mouth as her hips bucked harder, and her legs straightening against his.
Mark’s arms tensed up and he pumped her even harder. He broke the kiss and moaned himself. Krissy reached up and pulled him down to her again. His face was buried into her neck, when his entire body went rigid and he came deep inside of her. Krissy wrapped her legs back around his waist, drawing him in even deeper as he came. They laid there for a moment, Krissy playing with Mark’s hair. My brother leaned up, and looking up at him, she whispered, “I love you Mark, I love you with all my heart.”
My brother smiled sweetly at her and with that almost sickening look in his eyes, said, “I love you too.” He kissed her then added softly; “Merry Christmas beautiful.”
As Mark leaned down to kiss her again, I stood up and left the bathroom. Somehow I felt dirtier hearing them say I love you than I did watching them fuck. Feeling a pang of loneliness, I sat on my bed, picked up the ratty Scooby Doo that Mom had bought me when I was ten, and hugged it close to me. I felt like a sad little girl; I’d had a bad night and all I wanted was my little brother who was in the arms of his loving girlfriend.
That thought added to my sadness. I was well aware that although Mark and I loved being together it was wrong. Well not from my end as Mark was the only guy who made me feel wanted. Seeing Mark with Krissy made me realize he had a chance. My brother could be normal, have a nice girlfriend, a great career, and leave all of his baggage behind him. That would never happen if we kept this up. As much as Mark cared for Krissy, he would never choose her over his big sister.
If I was a better person, a selfless one who only cared about doing the right thing for her brother, I would stop sleeping with him. I would tell him it was just kind of a phase and we needed to call it quits, go with Krissy and be happy. That’s what a good person would do, but I wasn’t that person and I knew it. I needed my brother. Tonight was a perfect example, from the first hint of nervousness at Jack’s all I could think of was Mark and how bad I needed to be with him.
It wouldn’t always be like this, but for now I had to keep Mark with me, to be his favorite, the one he needed the most. Mark and I were both beautiful, there would be others for both of us, but right now we needed each other. I leaned back up against my wall hugging Scooby, and waited to hear Krissy leave. I looked over at the clock and saw it was eleven thirty. It was Christmas Eve and I’m sure she would need to be home soon. Feeling bad for myself, I closed my eyes and put my head down into the stuffed animal.
The next time I looked up it was midnight. Had I not heard Krissy leave? I got up and going into the bathroom, peeked into Mark’s room. Krissy was still there, the two of them lying propped up on the pillows. Her head was on Mark’s chest and she did not seem to be leaving anytime soon. I stood up and found myself getting angry. I couldn’t even have anybody here and my brother could have a fucking sleepover. Enough was enough; I needed my brother. Keeping my eye to the hole I reached up and knocked, getting a kick out of watching Krissy jump. Sitting straight up, she pulled the blanket up to her tits and stared at the bedroom door.
“It’s just my sister.” Mark told her.
When I saw Mark get up and slip his pants on, I stood up. He opened the door and stared at me. He did not look happy.
“What is it Meg?”
“I need to talk to you.” I said, then, before he could answer, poked my head into the room. “Hi Krissy!” I gave her a big smile and a wave.
As usual, Krissy blushed, pulling the covers tighter around her.
“Hi Megan.” She answered softly with a nervous little wave.
“Don’t feel funny hon.,” I told her. “You guys are old enough; by the way I love your hair.”
“Yeah that's great sis, let’s go.”
Mark grabbed my arm pulled me into the bathroom with him and shut the door.
“Hi little brother!” I exclaimed, before kissing him quickly on the lips.
“You taste like your girlfriend.” I told him, smiling.
“And you taste like booze.” Mark replied, wiping the smile off my face.
“Yeah well I was you know…”
“I know, you were with Jack, so does everyone at Vinnie’s. Just hope Doug doesn’t ever know.”
“Yeah okay well…”
“What is it Megan? I mean why would you knock like that?”
I had been ready to tell him I needed to be with him, but now, between that crack he had made, and the fact he seemed pissed I felt like a jerk.
“Sorry Mark, I was just wondering when she was leaving.”
“Why?”
“Well, I figured it’s Christmas Eve, and well,” I shrugged. “You know her dad doesn’t like you. I just don’t want you to get in trouble.”
“Krissy will leave when she leaves. It’s not your problem.”
“I…” I put my head down. “I just had a bad night that’s all.”
Mark rolled his eyes at me.
“Of course you did, because Jack’s an asshole. He’s too old for you and he’s slipping you booze so he can slip you something else.”
“Thanks dad!” I snapped at him.
“Hey, it’s your choice.” He shrugged. “But just because Jack the stud flopped again doesn’t mean you need to cut my night short.”
I stared hard at him.
“Sorry little brother, I just didn’t want to see you get in trouble is all. You do what you want.”
“I will.” Mark replied calmly. Leaning over, he made a show of sniffing my face. “And speaking of trouble if you want to stay out of it, brush your damn teeth you smell like that shit.”
He smirked as he finished, “And the booze.”
With that, he turned and walked out of the bathroom, closing the door in my face. I stood there feeling my cheeks flush, at first with anger, then embarrassment. Mark was right, I looked like a cheap whore going with Jack and other people did know about it. I had just wanted to have fun and Jack was hot and the night really hadn’t been his fault it had been me and…
Damaged goods.
I went back to my bed and threw myself on it. Picking up Scooby and curling into a ball facing the wall, I started crying. I had to keep it down. I didn’t want Mark to hear or my parents, who finally after years of it, had let me stop counseling a few months ago because I told them I was fine. Yeah I was fine alright, sobbing into a stuffed animal because I couldn’t lay down with my brother. Never mind the fact I had come within seconds of kicking Jack’s eye out. I was just fucking peachy.
I must have cried myself to sleep, because I jumped awake at the sound of Mark’s voice saying my name from next to me. I sat up quickly, my heart pounding.
“Easy sis.” Mark whispered, putting his hands up.
Mark knew better than to try to touch me when I woke up like this. He knew because he was the same way. My brother had accidentally given my father a hell of a swollen jaw when he had tried to shake him out of a nightmare once. I caught my breath and taking a second to let my heart stop pounding said, “Hey little brother.”