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                   MANHATTAN MADNESS

                  Chili Peeler - 1996

                       Chapter 1

     Jim Andrews stared through the window of the plane as it came in for a
landing at LaGuardia.  He had never seen anything as impressive as the island of
Manhattan; it looked like every square inch of the island was filled with a
skyscraper.

     At 17 years of age, the biggest city he had ever been to had been Des
Moines. When his sister, Elizabeth, had written to him and asked him if he wanted
to come visit her, he'd jumped at the chance. He felt the same urge as Elizabeth
had; to get out of the backwater burg his family lived in back in eastern Nebraska.
He admired the way Elizabeth had just tore out one night, leaving a note for their
parents that she was going to travel and see what else was out there in the world.

     That had been 3 years ago and no one in the family had seen her since. 
Occasionally a postcard would come, addressed to him, from different cities around
the country.  Chicago, New Orleans, Dallas......but never with a return address.
Then, a few weeks ago, a letter.  And then a week later, a round trip ticket from
Topeka.

     The plane was coming in low now over the Long Island Sound.  He'd
studied a map in the family Encyclopedia Britannia; probably outdated but he
doubted they had changed the name of the Sound. He looked over again at
Manhattan, still not believing his sister had made it this far from home.

     Jim came out of the airplane entrance ramp, walking in the midst of other
passengers. He moved forward, swinging his head from side to side, looking for
Beth. He tried to keep in mind, as he scanned the faces around the gate, that his
sister was sure to have changed in the three years she'd been gone.

     The crowd began to thin away, people meeting their families and heading
for the baggage claim. Jim was beginning to feel dumb, standing there with his
head swiveling around.

     "Jim?!"

     He looked around and there she was - his big sister, Elizabeth.  Man, had
she ever changed!  When she's left, she'd had short brown hair and the fashion
sense of any other teenaged girl from eastern Nebraska, namely jeans and T-shirts. 
But now there was a wild looking girl....no, woman...in tight black Lycra pants, a
bright red half-shirt that let her stomach bare and a tan suede jacket with lots of
tassels swinging everywhere.  Her hair was now blondish, long, over her shoulders
with a tight curl.

     "Look at my baby brother - all grown up!" Beth said as she ran up to him
and gave him a big hug which he returned with equal affection.

     "Beth, man, I've missed you..look at you!" He let her go and motioned to
her attire. "You look like a fashion model or something."

     "What, these old things!" Beth laughed.  "When in New York, do as the
Yorkers do.  Come on, let's go get your bags.  I'm sorry I was late...it was hell
getting a taxi today."

     "You don't have a car?" Jim said. "No one in New York has a car. There's
barely enough room for the people. You'll see. This the most remarkable city in the
world..... Tomorrow I can show you around, do the tourist thing."

     "Sounds good to me." Jim said as they headed down the concourse.

     In the cab on the way to Elizabeth's place, they caught up a little on the
three intervening years. Elizabeth asked about the old town, the high school, if he
knew anything about any of her old friends.  Jim pumped her for the things she had
seen on her travels, how she liked New York, etc.  Beth seemed to want to steer
away from the topic of why she hadn't kept in touch with the family more; she
would just say that it was probably best for everyone, then added she hadn't wanted
to worry them.

     "So, tell me, little brother, do you have a girlfriend back there?" "Well, I've
had my share but I'm free at the moment.  Why?  You got someone you want to set
me up with while I'm here?"

     "No, I was just wondering.  When I left, you were still in the 'girl's are
yucky' stage."   Elizabeth laughed.

     "Yeah, well, I came to my senses."  Jim smiled as the taxi slowed and pulled
to the curb in front of tall brick building.

     "This is it." Beth said as she opened her door.

     A few minutes later, Beth was opening the door to her fifth story apartment
loft. She walked in and hit the lights as her brother carried his case in.

     "Holy shit! This place is great." Jim complimented her as he looked around. 
The apartment had real high ceiling, wood floors, cool furniture.

     "Glad you like it. You can put your bag in here," Beth walked over to a
door and turned on the light.  He went into the bedroom and dumped his bag on
the bed. The room was modern looking and clean. Overhead there was a skylight
that was sure to let all the light in in the morning; sleeping in was going to be tough.

     "You'll be staying in here. This is my room usually.  I'll be sharing my
roommate's bedroom."

     "Roommate?"

     "Yeah, did you think I could afford this place by myself?"

     "I don't know.  What kind of a job do you have?" Jim asked.

     "I'm a hostess at a club here in town.  A really trendy place.  It's private, in
fact."

     "And what, you are on a salary?"

     "Yeah, but most of the money comes from tips. The member's are
loaded....it's really easy work.  Just a lot of smiling.  Anyway, I hope you're hungry,
I'm going to make us some dinner."

     "I'm starving...all I got was some peanuts on the flight."

     "Good.  Go ahead and unpack and I'll get things going."  Beth left him,
pulling off her suede coat as she went into the living area.  Jim watched her leave
and for the first time thought of how attractive Beth had become.  She had to know
that the clothes she wore left little to the imagination.  The tight pants showed off
her fine legs and cute bottom. Jim bet she played on her good looks at that club of
hers, flashing a smile at the old codgers who'd give her a big tip just for the illusion
of her maybe being attainable. Being blessed with good looks was a pretty easy way
to get by in life but he couldn't hold that against Beth. It had gotten her away from
Shitville, Nebraska.

     Jim put his clothes in some empty drawers and took his toiletries into the
bathroom.  Being a neat person by habit, he opened the medicine cabinet to see if
there was enough room for his deodorant and shaver. And was surprised to find the
cabinet totally empty.  Not a bottle of pills, not a pair of tweezers, not a jar of nail
polish - nothing.

     He opened the drawers by the sink and found them empty as well. The
absence of any girlie items anywhere in the bathroom struck him as curious. He
didn't think Beth had emptied everything out and taken it into her roommate's
bathroom; no reason to go to all that trouble, just take the essentials over.

     The bathroom looked like it wasn't even being used. Jim stowed his stuff in
the drawer, kicked off his shoes and went out to see what his sister was making for
dinner.

     "Whoa! Who is this?" Jim said as he looked at a picture of his sister and
another woman near the entrance to the kitchen.

     "Oh, that's Julie, my roommate....well, don't walk on your tongue!" Beth
said as she took a bowl out of the cupboard.

     Julie looked like every man's ideal woman. In the picture, she was standing
next to Beth with her arm around her shoulders. Beth was probably 5' 7".  Unless
Beth was standing in a hole, Julie must be at least 6' 2". Brunette, almost black hair,
worn to mid-back with lots of body.

     Her face was attractive - not great, sorta tough looking but it certainly could
be overlooked.

     But it was Julie's body from the neck down that probably stopped men in
their tracks.  Julie was stacked.  Big round tits with a lot of cleavage showing.

     'No way those are real,' Jim thought to himself. Hips that flared nicely,
plenty of meat to grab onto there.  Legs that looked like she had worn out a
Stairmaster. 'She looks like a fuckin' superhero,' Jim thought.

     Finally he moved on into the kitchen where Beth was smiling at him
knowingly.

     "Yeah, she gets that reaction a lot," Beth said as he leaned against the
counter.

     "I bet she does. Is that all her?" Jim said as he motioned with his hand over
his chest.

     "No.....but she says it was the best $5000 she ever spent."

     "$5000?!  What kind of work does she do? That's a lot of money."

     "Well...she's an agent, I guess. She hooks people up."  Beth said.

     "Like how?" Jim was intrigued.

     "Well, she sorta acts like a headhunter." Beth continued after Jim gave her a
quizzical look. "She's like a talent agent, finding people for jobs."

     "Oh, I see."

     "Don't let her looks fool you," Beth said as she opened the refrigerator and
handed him a beer, "Julie's a smart cookie, too."

     "So how did you two meet?"

     "At a gym.  I was living with this guy for awhile, a real jerk as it turns out,
but anyway, I could use his pass fro his health club. Julie and I just got talking and
we hit it off.  She's probably the best friend I've ever had.

     She pay's for the lionshare of the expenses for this place."

     "Well, you've really fallen in it here......penthouse apartment, good job...it
sure beats milking the cows at 5 A.M."

     "Oh God, don't remind me!" Beth said as she opened a beer for herself.

     Jim heard the front door open.  Beth did too.

     "That must be Julie," she said to Jim.  "JUUULLLEEESS!"

     "YEEAHH!"

     "Well, come and meet her," Beth said as she took her brother's hand. They
exited the kitchen walking into the dining area and there she was - Julie and the
picture didn't do her justice.  She was looking through a stack of mail, wearing a
form fitting short dress.  She looked up then and jerked her head to the side,
sending her hair over her shoulder.  It was quick natural movement but Jim got the
feeling she had waited until they could see her before she did it.

     "Julie, this is Jim."

     "So this is your little brother." Julie said as she walked over to them, the
emphasis on the word 'little'. "I'd hate to see your 'big' brother."

     Jim liked the fact that Julie was complimenting him on his physique. He
was 5' 11" with muscle from working long hours around the family farm.

     Julie extended her hand and Jim shook it.

     "Nice to meet you, Julie." he said and meant it, willing himself not to look
at her fantastic chest. Julie could be fodder for many a night of masturbation.

     "You got a nice strong grip, Jim.  You work out?" "Nah.  Just work around
the farm."  he said.  "Baling hay, other exciting stuff."

     "Yeah, Lizzie's told me all about the farm life." Julie said with a wry smirk.
Julie bend slightly and gave Elizabeth a peck on her cheek. Elizabeth looked at Jim
after it happened but then Julie continued,

     "So what do you kids have planned for tonight."

     Jim guessed Julie was maybe 30; certainly older than he at 17 and Elizabeth
at 21.  Being called a 'kid' made Jim twinge but he got the feeling that was just the
way Julie was.  Like she wanted to get a reaction.

     "Nothing tonight." Beth said.  "I'm whipping up some dinner and I thought
we'd just relax."

     "I just stopped by to get another pair of shoes," Julie said. "I've got a
meeting later, so I'll have to pass on dinner.  I'll be back around 11. You'll still be
up, right?"

     "Oh sure, you know me." Beth replied.

     "All right then, I'll see you guys later."  Julie walked off toward the door to
the other bedroom on the other side of the apartment.  Jim watched her bottom all
the way.

     Beth punched him in the arm to bring him out of it.

     "You men are all alike!" she said giggling as she went back into the kitchen. 
Jim followed her.

     "So shoot me. There's nothing like that back on the farm....Lizzie."

     "Don't you start with the Lizzie, too.  Julie started calling me that but I don't
want it to catch on. Beth is just fine."

     Jim heard the front door open and close again as Julie headed back out into
the city for her meeting.

     Beth was rooting around in the cupboard, pulling out spice bottles.
"Dammit!"  she said exasperated.  "We're out of basil....I'm gonna run down to the
market and get some.  Without the basil, this dish just doesn't make it."

     "Hey, don't go to any trouble....." Jim said as he followed her out into the
living area.

     "The market's just around the corner.  I'll only be a few minutes."  She
grabbed her jacket and headed for the door.

     Left alone, Jim wandered around.  He went outside on the patio that was
off the dining area and looked at the surrounding buildings in the fading dusk. He
went into the kitchen and lifted the lid on what Beth was preparing; it looked like an
Italian sausage dish.  He roamed into the livingroom and studied the prints on the
walls; they were all of women, paintings by a guy named Nagel.  They reminded
him of some of the artwork in the front of Playboy magazines, mildly erotic.

     He was walking near the door to Julie's room and the door was open, so he
poked his head in. The bedroom was larger than the one he was staying in;
obviously this was the master bedroom of the apartment.

     Same skylight, a king-size bed with black and white bedding, same sliding
door for the closet and the bathroom door in the same place as in the other
bedroom.

     Jim was going to move back out into the apartment when he noticed
something very interesting sitting on the far bedside table.  He couldn't be
absolutely sure it was what he thought it was; a magazine was covering part of it.

     He was going to walk over and check it out but he heard a key being
inserted in the front door.  Quickly he moved a few feet to the nearby
entertainment center and made like he was looking at their music selections as
Elizabeth came through the door.

     "Told you that wouldn't take too long," she said as she pulled off her coat.
"Come on and help me set the table."

     "Sure," Jim said as he followed her toward the kitchen. His thoughts,
however, were on what he thought he had seen in Julie's bedroom.  It had sure
looked like there was a pair of handcuffs under that magazine.



                       Chapter 2

     Dinner was a success; Jim had three helpings.  After that Beth and he sat
and talked and watched some TV.  Jim was amazed by the freaks on the local
access station.

     Around 11:30, Julie came back home.  Apparently, her meeting had gone
well.  She opened a bottle of wine which they all polished off without any problem.

     "Well, I'm going off to bed.  Try not to wake me when you come in," she
said to his sister.  Jim wished he could climb into bed with luscious Julie; she was
like a wet dream.

     "OK, Julie, I'll be in in a few minutes anyway."

     "See you tomorrow, Jim."  Julie said as she sauntered through the door to
her bedroom.

     "Night, Julie."

     Beth cleaned up the wine glasses and showed him how the remote worked
before she left him for the evening.

     "I'm really glad you came, Jim. I'm glad I left home but not seeing you has
been the hardest..anyway, we're gonna have a blast while you're here. If you get up
before me, there's some cereal over top of the fridge."

     "OK, Beth, thanks for everything."  He kissed her on the cheek and she
went into the bedroom she'd be sharing with Julie.

     After watching all of the Conan O'Brien show, Jim turned the TV off. Back
in Iowa, he'd have already been asleep way before Conan even came on but his
body still thought it was only 11 o'clock.  He rummaged through some magazines
on the coffee table but they were all women magazines. His eyes lit on the stereo
cabinet to the left of the TV.  A pair of headphones lay on the shelf in front of a
row of CDs.

     "Tunes," he muttered as he got up and opened the glass doors of the
cabinet and looked at the CDs. As he stood there with hands on his knees, he heard
faint sounds coming from the door to the bedroom that the girls were sharing. It
was only a few feet away.

     Curiously, he edged closer to the door. The sounds kept coming, fainter and
then more loudly like they were talking or had a TV on. Julie had gone to bed over
two hours ago but it sounded as if she or both of them were still up.

     While he had been watching TV, Jim had been turning over things that
seemed strange in his mind.  The unused looking bathroom in his room was the
most titillating. The only explanation, beyond his sister scrubbing the inside of the
medicine cabinet clean, was that the bathroom really was unused. That would mean
that his sister used Julie's bathroom which would let one imagine that maybe his
sister also stayed in Julie's room even before he'd come to visit.

     And maybe they did more than sleep in that bed!

     As quietly as he could, he pressed his ear against the door. The sounds got
clearer but they didn't sound like words. In fact, he thought they sounded like
moans!

     'God dammit!'  Jim thought as he continued to listen. 'I bet Julie turned Beth
into a fuckin' lesbo!'

     The thought of Julie eating out his sister or Beth sucking on Julie's
melon-like knockers made Jim hornier than he'd already been.  Still, he'd like to be
sure. He didn't want to try the door; the light on in the livingroom would give him
away and he remembered that the bed was situated so that he'd have to stick his
whole head in to peek around the door.  That was a definite no go.

     'Maybe there's a skylight,' Jim thought.  He hadn't noticed before but the
other bedroom had one. Jim quietly walked through the livingroom, turning off the
lamp by the couch as he went.  He went up the couple of stairs to the dining area
and opened the sliding door onto the balcony. A quick look either way and he
found what he was looking for.

     There was an access ladder that ran to the roof; the building's owner had
enclosed the front surface of the ladder in a locked metal box to keep tenants off
the roof.  Still, it won't offer much of a barrier to Jim. He moved to it and gripped
the outside of the ladder as high up as he could.  He brought his feet up and pushed
them against the side of the ladder box.  He pushed his body up, reached higher on
the ladder, brought his feet up again.  Like a mountain climber, he shimmied the
metal column until he could pull himself onto the roof.

     Sure enough there was a skylight over Julie's bedroom.  Jim cautiously
moved over to it, hoping that his movement would not be heard below. Finally
reaching his goal, he looked down into the bedroom.

     The bedroom was not entirely dark.  Candles were burning on both of the
bedside tables and their flickering light let Jim see all he wanted.

     And what he saw made him suck in his breath. Elizabeth was spreadeagled
on the bed with tall Julie practically covering her from his sight. All he could see of
his sister were her face, arms and legs. Julie was naked except for a thong; he could
see a large band around her waist and one connecting with it that disappeared in
her asscheeks.  Julie was kissing Elizabeth's neck and her right hand was between
their bodies, down low near Elizabeth's crotch.

     'Jesus...I knew it!  I knew it!' Jim thought as he broke out in a big grin. Jim's
eyes drank in the back of Julie's superb body.  Long, powerful legs.... round, firm
ass.....a strong back that looked almost etched; she had the body of one of those
bodybuilding magazine covergirls. Julie shifted her body to the side for a second
and Jim caught a glimpse of the outside swell of one of her huge knockers as it
mashed against his sister's torso.

     'Those got to be fakes,' Jim swore. 'God couldn't make a rounder pair than
those.'

     As he watched Julie's hand moved out to support herself and the stacked
brunette began moving her hips, grinding herself against his sister's crotch. Well,
actually she looked like she was fucking his sister. Then it hit him - Julie was
probably wearing a strap-on dildo; that made more sense than a g-string.  He'd seen
some girls using one in a stag film for the older brother of his best friend before he
got married.

     Seeing them go at it down below was way hotter than the film had been.
Jim's dick grew into a raging hard-on as he watched the wild scene. He unsnapped
his jeans and pulled the zipper down.  He hurriedly tugged down his underwear
and his dick sprang out in the humid city air. He began stroking it as he looked
down through the skylight.

     Julie had raised herself up so her arms were straightened, her hands planted
on either side of his sister's head.  She rammed her hips down against Beth and his
sister jerked her arms, her hands drew up sharply, like a puppets on a string.  The
peculiar motion made Jim squint and then he saw something he hadn't noticed
before.

     Elizabeth's wrists were tied to the headposts of the bed!  Not by handcuffs
but by some thin straps. He couldn't see in the feeble light at the foot of the bed but
he bet her ankles were secured as well.

     "Jeeeessssuusssss!" Jim exclaimed and he immediately let go of his dick. 
He wanted to last long enough to watch the girls finish. He rolled over on his back
and looked up at the sky to let himself cool down a little.  Beth and Julie were really
into some kinky things - bondage, lesbianism....damn, he'd fallen into a erotic
wonderland.

     How did his sweet, innocent sister get into this swinging lifestyle? He bet
Julie seduced her - just like in the movies. Maybe Julie could tell his sister might go
for it, talked to her at the gym, found out she was unhappy in her relationship with
that guy, took her under her wing. Then takes her to bed and shows her how the
other half swings.

     Unable to resist for very long, he rolled back over and looked down again at
the hot scene below. Julie was still laying it to Beth, driving her voluptuous hips
hard between Elizabeth's splayed legs as she kissed his sister's neck.  Up on the
roof, he couldn't hear his sister's moans, all he could hear was traffic, but her
mouth was open and it looked like she was really enjoying the screwing her
roommate was giving her. 'I'd like to tie Julie down like that,' Jim fantasized, 'Ride
her hot body and fuck her pussy. Wonder if she goes for men? Hell, it wouldn't
fucking matter if I had her tied down!  Yessir, give her a taste of her own medicine.'

     The more he watched the lesbian lovers go at it, the more his attentions
shifted to his sister. Her body had blossomed since she'd left home. He knew he
shouldn't be thinking about his sister but there she was, naked under her humping
roommate. Elizabeth had great looking legs; that was all he could see at the time
being but his mind could fill in the rest.  Slender ass, flat tummy, pouty little
titties.....real nice. Down below, Julie had fallen on top of Elizabeth and was
gripping his sister's ass as she tried to drive her head into the headboard. He
wondered how it felt to grip Beth's ass like that, to lay on her soft body. He let
himself go there.

     Jim's hand began to fly up and down his turgid cock, unable to hold back
any longer.  In his mind, it wasn't his hand, it was the hot lining of his big sister's
pussy!  He was fucking the shit out of Beth and she was begging for him to fill her
with his jizz.

     'Oh god! Come in me, Jim, come in me!  I want it!  Julie can't do it....give it
do me!  Shoot me full of cum!'

     "Awwww, shit!" Jim groaned in real life as his nuts tightened and then shot
his load.  The first shot arced up and landed with wet splat in the middle of the
skylight.  Jim turned his body so the rest fell along the edge of the skylight. Finally
the torrent ebbed and he shook the dregs off onto the roof before pulling his
underwear and jeans back up.

     He looked down through the skylight again to find that Julie was still now
and Elizabeth had her eyes closed, looking very sated.  Jim had planned to stay
around and get a better look at Julie's outrageous body but he felt sorta bad about
thinking about his sister like that.

     'I got another five nights...I'll get a good look at Julie before I leave,' he
schemed as he carefully made his way back over to the ladder.


                     Chapter 3

     Jim woke up the next morning around 9 A.M. with a boner and the
fragments of a dream.  He couldn't remember any details but he was pretty sure
Julie was in it.

     He got out of bed, showered and went out into the livingroom.  No one else
appeared to be up, so he went into the kitchen and poured a bowl of cereal as Beth
had suggested.  He went out on the balcony and ate it at the patio table, enjoying
the sun. It felt like it was already 70 degrees out.

     As he sat there he thought about his sister and her gorgeous lover.
Apparently they had planned to put on a charade for the time he was in town; Jim
bet that was his sister's idea.  Julie didn't impress him as someone that would give a
damn if anyone knew.

     "Penny for your thoughts." Jim looked around and Julie was standing in the
open sliding patio door.  She was wearing a short silk robe, cinched tight around
her waist but showing plenty of her cleavage.  Her hair was pinned up and damned
if she wasn't wearing lipstick already.  Even fresh out of bed, she looked hot.

     'Think of something clever to say,' he thought. He had no idea if Julie even
went for guys but he instinctively wanted to open a bridge, just in case. No balls, no
glory.

     "Uh..I was just enjoying the view," he said, letting his eyes linger on her
chest before looking up at her face.

     Julie's eyes dropped quickly to her open robe and then she looked back at
him.

     Rather than pull it shut, a slow smile played across her lips.  Then it was her
turn to run her eyes over him; he'd come out in a pair of shorts but no shirt.  If Jim
hadn't been looking for it, he would have missed it.

     "Well, you're only going to be here a short time," Julie said, "You should
see all you can while you're in town."  Again the smile, then she turned and headed
into the kitchen.

     'I'll be damned!  I think she was flirting back.' Now he had a quandary. 
Should he press the issue or let it lie? Julie was his sister's lover and Beth had been
very kind to invite him and pay for his ticket.  Supposing he was able to get into
Julie's pants and then Elizabeth found out? It might cause a fall-out and his sister
would have to move out of this great apartment.

     He decided he couldn't even risk that. 'Keep it in your pants. Besides, you
might be reading too much into it.'

     Elizabeth came out about fifteen minutes later, in a similar robe, her hair up
in a towel.  She kissed him good morning and asked if he wanted anything else for
breakfast.  He declined; she had some cereal as well as they sat out on the patio. 
Julie had gone in to take her shower. "I've got a busy day planned for us," Elizabeth
said, finishing her cereal, "We'll get all of the touristy stuff done today.....Statue of
Liberty, Wall Street, UN building....then if you're up to it, we can go out tonight. I
don't have to work."

     "Hey, that sounds great....I just need to put on some clothes.  When do you
want to leave?"

     "In about 30 minutes....oh...and wear shorts today.  It's supposed to be up
in the high 80's."  Elizabeth loosened the towel around her head and rubbed her
head with it a moment.  As Jim was getting up, she brought the towel away and ran
her hand back through her damp hair as she crossed her legs, causing her robe to
ride up on her thighs. He went to his room, hating himself for once again thinking
about his sister in less than a sisterly fashion.

     They arrived back at the apartment around 6 o'clock with plans to order out
some Chinese food.  Jim had never eaten Chinese food and Beth was looking
forward to expanding his horizons in that area. The light on the answering machine
was blinking and Beth hit it as she picked up the phone to call Wu Fong's. The first
message was for Julie and Beth wrote down a number.  The second message was:
"Pepper, it's Vince.  I know you got tonight off but I need ya to work tonight.  Call
me when you get in."

     "Shit!"  Beth said and sagged her shoulders.

     "You got to work?" Jim said from the couch he'd fallen on.

     "It sounds like it.  I'll try to get out of it if I can."  Elizabeth dialed the
phone.  "I really don't need this...I asked for this night off a long time ago."

     "Did that guy call you 'Pepper'?"

     "Yeah..Vince, he's the owner, he likes to use nicknames.....wait, hello
Vince. Yeah, it's me. I just got in..........listen, my brother's in town.......I know
but.....well, if I come in, you've got to sweeten it for me......" Jim made like he was
interested, flipping through the magazines on the coffee table again.

     "That's what I wanted to hear, Vince.  I'll be there in an hour. Bye." Beth
hung up the phone. "Jim, I'm sorry but I'm gonna have to go in. One of the other
hostesses can't make it."

     "No sweat, sis. We can do it another night.  Besides, I'm beat anyway."

     "Yeah, and I'm gonna be on my feet all night," Beth whined. "But I can still
order you some food, if you want?"

     "No, let's wait. I know you wanted to watch me eat it, am I right? You want
to watch your dumb brother try those chopsticks!"  Beth laughed.

     "Listen, I'll just eat whatever leftovers you got in the fridge.  Don't worry
about me. Go ahead and get ready for work."

     Elizabeth came out ten minutes later in a nice blouse and slacks. She wrote
down the address of the apartment in case he wanted to go out.  She said she'd tell
the doorman to let him in downstairs and she gave him a spare key.  She told him
there was a movie theater complex a few streets over if he got bored.

     "All right, I'm out of here.  See ya later."  She left him with a smile.

     Jim made a sandwich and had a beer and watched the local news. The first
couple stories were about crimes.  Then there was a story about Times Square. 
That was one landmark that he and his sister had not hit, so he watched it with
some interest.

     Apparently Times Square was not a great family draw; the whole area
looked like it was filled with X-rated movie houses and strip clubs. Just the kind of
place Jim was looking for!

     He'd been horny all day watching all the girls go by and thinking about his
sister and Julie.  He didn't know how far it was by cab but he had money.  He'd just
go to Times Square and take in some sights. Maybe he'd get lucky and fulfill his
pledge to himself to get some pussy while he was in the Big Apple.

     He went in, looked at himself in the mirror and decided he could get away
without a shower.  He soaped up his armpits and then used some deodorant. He
used some hairspray on his hair after getting it just right. Splashed on some Drakkar
aftershave but did not shave; the five-o'clock shadow made him look older.

     Moving back into the bedroom, he picked out his clothes.  He didn't want to
look to good; since the area was seedy he decided to dress down. He settled on a
pair of faded stonewashed jeans, a grey dress shirt and his black Nike aeorbic
shoes.

     He checked his wallet for the fake ID he'd brought from Nebraska for just
such a situation.  It said he was 21 and the picture was pretty close. Going out into
the livingroom, he pocketed the key Beth had given him, took his plate and beer
can out to the kitchen.

     "Let's fire up!" he said, getting psyched for his big adventure.  He grabbed
another beer and downed it in a couple of long chugs.  "All right, now we're
going!"

     Feeling pretty excited, he headed for the front door.  And as he did so, it
opened and in walked Julie.  Last night's dress had been good but the one Julie had
on now was even better.  Tight like last night's, electric blue and this one had a
plunging neckline which showed about five inches of billowing cleavage.

     "There's my favorite farmboy!'  Julie said as she closed the door and leaned
against it.  She looked like she had a wild hair up her butt. Jim just smiled at her,
not sure if she was complimenting him or if she was making fun of him.

     'She could insult me all night if she'll just stand there with her shoulders
stooped forward, showing me the tops of those titties,'  his evil side thought.

     "Looks like you're ready to take Manhattan.  Is Liz getting ready?"

     "She got called into work."

     "Called into work?  Don't tell me you were going out exploring on your
own?"  Julie moved from the door and walked past Jim, almost brushing her
shoulder with.  Jim turned to keep her in his sight as she went to sit on the couch. 
Her strong legs crossed giving him a good view of her thighs.

     "Yeah, I've got someplace in mind," Jim replied. He wanted to see if he
could get a reaction out of Julie.  "I'm headed down to Times Square."

     He'd all but told her he was going out to see some flesh and her smile never
wavered.  In fact, her smile got sorta wicked.

     "Time Square's all quantity and not much quality," Julie said as she crossed
her legs, "I know a real good club if you want to see some top- class pussy."

     Julie's frank language stunned Jim. He was sure, thinking about it later, that
his jaw must have dropped open like in the cartoons. But he knew this was the real
Julie.

     "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I offend you?"  Julie said but he could tell see wasn't
really concerned if he were offended. "I thought you were looking for a hot time
tonight."

     Jim couldn't pass this up.  'Either Julie wants me or she's just toying with
me.....either way, the thought of her and him walking into a strip club together
sounded real good.  The guys in there would go nuts and wonder how the hell I
was so lucky.'

     "Guilty as charged," Jim said as he dove back in.  "In fact, the hotter than
better."

     Julie thought about that for a second, then said, "You might burn up."

     "Lead the way." Jim countered, forgetting all about his resolve of that
morning. If Julie wanted to take him to see some pussy, he sure as hell wasn't going
to worry about any ramifications.  It could be the wildest night of his life.



                            Chapter 4

     They headed downstairs and the doorman hailed them a cab.  When they
were inside it, Julie leaned forward and gave the driver an address and the cab
headed out.

     Julie leaned back and looked at him with that knowing smirk that passed for
a smile.

     "Tell me, Jim, do you have a girlfriend back home?"  she said. "Yeah...her
name's Tina."  Jim volunteered, although he was making it up. He'd used to date
Tina but they'd broken up over a month ago.

     "Did you give her a good fucking before you got on the plane?" Again that
smirk.  Jim wasn't surprised now by her frank expressions; he found it exciting. If
Julie was so casual about the subject, how could she object when he came on to
her?  And he was going to come on to her!

     "Sure did," Jim bragged, "She can never get enough."

     "Good for her...and you.  Is she faithful to you when you're away?" "Yeah,
I suppose so."  Jim lied further.

     "And how about you?  Were you just going out tonight to look at some
pussy or were you going to get some?"  Julie continued to try and push his buttons.

     Jim thought, 'She's making it so fuckin easy.....too easy.  She wants me to
come on to her.  She's had Beth, now she wants to try me! Go for it!'

     "I had hoped to get lucky while I was here," Jim said as he shifted toward
her and placed his hand on her bare knee. She didn't even look at it just kept staring
at his face.  Jim continued after a second, "Maybe you'd like to take me under your
wing while I'm here.  We could have ourselves some fun."

     "Yeah, we could have some fun," Julie said seductively as she leaned
toward him, "but you're not going to get any pussy off me." Jim felt all the air rush
out of his balloon.  What kind of a game was Julie playing with him?  She'd gotten
him all worked up and then pulled the carpet out from under him.

     Struggling to understand, Jim blurted, "What? You only go for girls?" That
got her.  Julie's smirk disappeared for a few seconds. Jim knew she must have put
two and two together.

     'Way to go, dumbass!' Jim mentally berated himself

     "You naughty boy.  Have you been spying on Lizzie and me?"  Julie's smile
came back, bigger than ever, and Jim knew he was in the clear. "No, I just had a
hunch...and you just confirmed it for me. 'Her' bathroom was too empty; I could
tell she wasn't using it."  Jim decided to tell all.  "Then last night, I could hear my
sister all the way out in the livingroom."

     "Mmmmm, yes, she can get rather vocal," Julie said with a little pride in her
voice.  "So, now you know.  She wanted to keep it a secret...I thought she was
being foolish; she's a big girl and she can sleep with whoever she wants but she
didn't think her little brother should know that she swings both ways...like me."

     Julie's right hand covered his hand on her knee and stroked it.

     "But I thought...." Jim began.

     "You weren't listening," Julie cut in. "I said you wouldn't get any pussy off
me tonight and I said we'd have fun.....there's all kinds of ways to have fun without
fucking a woman's pussy."  Julie's voice was almost purring.

     "Fuck, Julie, let's go back to the apartment!"  Jim suggested quickly. His
dick was getting rock hard in his pants as he imagined Julie sucking him off...that
had to be what she was driving at.  Julie sucking his dick while he used his hands
on her curvy bod...squeezing her tits and, if she'd let him, fingering her pussy.

     Julie just laughed.  "All good things to those that wait.  Besides, I just had
an idea....Driver, we want to change our destination.  Head uptown." Julie shifted
over against Jim and moved his hand up onto one of her heavy tits.  Jim pressed his
palm against the dress and could feel Julie's nipple through the soft fabric.

     Then Julie's mouth was on his, her lips smashing against his in a hot lock
that made Jim squeeze her silicone titty stronger.  Julie wasted no time in pushing
her tongue into his mouth; she seemed to enjoy taking the lead.

     In the front seat, the cabbie adjusted his mirror to watch.
	 
	 

                            Chapter 5

     About fifteen minutes later, the cab pulled up to the curb and Jim and Julie
got out.  The neighborhood did not look like a commercial district; there was no
neon lights or bright signs proclaiming, "Girls! Girls! Girls!" Julie opened her purse
but Jim moved in front of her and paid the cabby.

     "Thanks, young fella," the old guy said as he tucked the bills into a box on
the front seat beside him, "I'd wish you a good night but I can tell you're gonna
have a good one."

     Jim winked at him and the cab pulled away. Julie held at her hand, he
grabbed it and she led him toward the old building in front of which they stood.
They went around a wrought iron railing and down a staircase that began at street
level.  At the bottom was a door which Julie knocked on. Like a scene from a
Prohibition film, someone drew back an eye-level slat.

     "Hey, Gus." Julie said to the pair of eyes and the slat swung shut. The door
opened and Julie led him in.  He found himself being guided down a dim hallway
as the doorman shut the door behind them.

     "What kind of place is this?"  Jim asked.

     "It's a private club.  Very hush-hush.....I doubt if most of the people in the
neighborhood even know it's here."

     Julie led him down another flight of stairs and they turned into a large dim
lit room.  There were several half-moon shaped booths on the far wall, jammed
with a collection of well-dressed men, some in suit and ties, most middle aged.  The
middle of the room was filled with small tables, most of which were occupied as
well.  The other side of the room was a large bar with a topless blonde bartender
that was busy pouring some well drinks for another topless girl that stood in front
of the bar; around her waist was a small apron.

     "Nice employees!' Jim said as Julie led him to a small empty table in the
middle of the room.  Jim noticed most of the men openly staring at Julie even
though several scantily clad dancers hovered around their tables. Eat your hearts
out, fellas!

     "The performers work up here and downstairs."  Julie said, then seeing his
questioning look, continued, "they have a dance room downstairs."

     Julie sat down as Jim held a chair out for her and then he pulled his seat
over to hers.  Julie looped an arm around his shoulders and rubbed his chest with
the other hand.

     Jim was going to kiss her again to make all the other guys more jealous but
a waitress came up to their table.  She was a cute redhead with hard-looking
breasts.

     "Hey, Julie....who's your cute friend?"  She gave Jim a long look. "This
here is my new dreamboat," Julie said, not offering his name, as she ran her hand
down his stomach.  Jim shifted as it came perilously close to the hard-on beginning
again in his pants. "Let us have a couple of Long Islands."

     "All right," the waitress said, "Don't let that stud get away before I get
back."  She turned and walked to the bar and Jim ogled her lovely ass as it ground
away.

     "You like her?" Julie whispered in his ear.

     "What's not to like?"  Jim pulled her close and kissed her again as he ran his
right hand down her back and rubbed the top of her ass.  "Would you like to sleep
with her?"  Jim asked as he squeezed her ass.

     "Sheryl?....Sure, she's strictly hetero....but I'm working on her." Jim
couldn't tell if Julie was being serious or not.  He hoped at least that she was being
faithful to his sister...but maybe that was too much to ask for a knockdead bi-sexual
in New York.

     "Ah, there he is." Julie said as she stood up.  Jim followed her eyes and saw
that a man had appeared behind the bar and was talking to the blonde bartendress. 
"Excuse me for a minute, I've got to talk to this guy."

     Julie stood up and walked over to the bar.  Jim saw a lot of eyes following
the tall brunette in her clinging dress.  Sheryl passed her, heading back to their table
with their drinks.  Jim dug out his billfold in preparation of paying the tab.

     "Here ya go, Sugar."  Sheryl was all charm as she leaned close to him to put
Julie's drink in front of her chair.  Jim fished a twenty out of his billfold and held it
out to the waitress as she straightened up. "How much are the drinks?" he asked
her, wondering how much of a bite the drinks were going to take out of the twenty.

     "Sugar, the drinks are always free here," the redhead explained as took the
bill from his hand.  With a smile, she set her tray down on the table and tucked the
bill in the string of her apron.  "But twenty will get you this."

     With that, she swung her leg over his lap and lowered herself on his lap as
her hands went around his neck.  Jim found his face close to Sheryl's magnificent
tits as she began to grind herself against him.

     "Wow!" Jim gasp as Sheryl's crotch began to awaken his manhood.

     "Big boy, if Julie weren't here, I'd take you downstairs and we'd have
ourselves a good ole time."  Sheryl said it like she meant it but Jim knew that most
strippers were interested in one thing - money.  She might take him downstairs but
it wouldn't be for a twenty.

     "Aaaahh, Sheryl, that feels great..." he said looking over to the bar as his
hands lightly played up the outside of Sheryl's flexing thighs. He saw Julie talking to
the guy behind the bar.  The man said something to Julie and she looked at her
watch....."mmmm...oh, man!"

     "Oh yeah, stud, I can feel something nice and hard down here," Sheryl said
as she gave her hips a hard thrust.  Jim looked up at her face; it simmered with $20
of desire. Sheryl brought her lips close to his, teasing him, promising untold
delights. Then she went to her sales pitch. "Baby, I want to get you
off....$100....we'll go downstairs, whattaya say?" "No sale, Sheryl." Jim said and
the girl ended her grinding. "I'm saving myself for my date."

     "I bet you could satisfy us both but...." Sheryl predicted as she dismounted
from his lap "...remember the offer."

     Julie returned then, smirking knowingly as she stood by Sheryl. "Looks like
Sheryl was being very nice to you," she said as she used her right hand to slowly
pull Sheryl's hair back over her shoulder. Sheryl looked sideways at Julie as her
hand continued down her back, slowly, then moved onto the waitress' bottom. 
With a chuckle, Sheryl spun away.

     "Aren't you ever going to give it up?" Sheryl said cutely as she picked up
her tray.

     "Sheryl, one of these days I'll catch you in a weak moment, " Julie predicted
as she sat back down, "and then I'll ruin you for men forever." Sheryl blew her a
kiss and headed off toward another table.

     "You weren't kidding about Sheryl; you'd like to get her into bed wouldn't
you?"  Jim said.

     "Mmmmm, yeah!....and then after I was through with her...and she was
really juicy....I'd let you fuck her while I watched!"  Julie's eyes flashed at him and
he knew she wasn't kidding.  She looked again at her watch. "Grab your drink. It's
time to head downstairs."

     Downstairs turned out to be another large dim lit room that looked like any
other strip club. More booths and tables filled with wealthy looking clientele, plenty
of topless waitresses and a small stage with runways and a couple of brass poles.  A
small Asian women was dancing on the stage in a spotlight when they came down.

     Julie asked the floor seater for a booth in the back of the room; Jim would
have liked to sit closer to the stage but he soon found out why Julie wanted a
booth. After they sat down, Julie flipped a switch on the wall behind them and the
light over their booth went out, leaving them with some privacy.

     "You having a good time yet?" she asked facetiously. "Fuck, yes....Here
feel for yourself," he said as he moved her hand to the bulge in his pants. He liked
the throaty chuckle of surprise she gave as her palm stroked him through his jeans.

     "Whoa, it feels like Lizzie's little brother is hung." Julie teased.

     "We're only going to stay for about another fifteen minutes...I want to get
you home.  You and I are going to have a wild time before your sister gets back."

     "Why wait? Let's go now." Jim again suggested.  He been teased enough
tonight.  He wanted to get Julie back to the apartment, rip her dress off and do
whatever she'd let him do. Maybe he could get her tied down...then he'd fuck her
pussy whether she wanted it or not.

     "Wait just a few more minutes...there's a really hot dancer coming out in a
few minutes..after she's through, we'll split."  Julie took her hand away from his
crotch and drank her drink as she watched the Asian girl simulate making love to
one of the poles on the stage.

     Jim did the same, thinking about what a wild trip it was turning into. His
sister could have had a dour, frumpy roommate but instead she was living with a
bi-sexual bombshell that was going to do the wild thing with him, maybe for the
rest of his stay.

     If Julie like cock...he knew he could get her into bed all week.  He knew he
had been doled out a little more dick than most guys got from the Big Man upstairs.
He came in at just over 8 inches - a hefty, full 8 inches. He was thinking about
Julie's full lips wrapping around his wanger as the Asian girl slip behind the curtains
and a fresh song started up.

     A deep baritone voice then announced over the club soundsystem, "And
now for your enjoyment, the delectable Pepper!"

     Jim jerked his head back to the stage as his sister, dressed in a skimpy
orange thong bikini, slid from behind the curtain onto the stage and did a slow twirl
around one of the poles.

     
	 
                                    Chapter 6

     "Beth?!" he softly said in surprise.  He felt Julie slide closer to him.

     "I think you'll like this, Jim.  She really knows how to work a crowd." Jim
pulled his eyes from his sister as she waved her gorgeous butt in the face of a front
table occupant.  Julie's face was very close to his and her eyes were searching his
face.

     "Why did you bring me here?' he asked and licked his lips.

     Julie smiled.  "You knew about us.  Why not?....She can't see us back
here...look at her.  She's beautiful, isn't she?"

     Jim looked again at his sister.  She was pulling down the straps of her bikini
top, shrugging her shoulders seductively as she leaned against a pole. He'd always
thought his sister was cute but up there on the stage she was down right hot.

     Thoughts of the previous night when he'd imagined himself fucking
Elizabeth stirred in his mind again. He, like every other male in the room, was
imagining what it would be like to hold that sexy dancer, to squeeze her soft slender
ass as you worked your dick into her.....

     "Lizzie's one of the favorites here," Julie said close to his ear, bringing him
out of his fantasy, "she can make $700-$800 a night easy." Jim remembered
Sheryl's pitch..$100...we'll go downstairs, whattaya say?

     'Jesus, I wonder if Beth makes her money that way?!'  Jim couldn't believe
his sister would sell herself like that...but he'd never have thought she'd even strip.

     On the stage, Elizabeth pulled off her bikini top, kicked it into the crowd
and cupped her adorable tits proudly. His sister had long fucking nipples; maybe an
inch and a half long.  And she knew how to use them.

     As he watched, she began twirling them with her fingers, her face
swimming with pretended ardor as she leaned back against the pole. Several tables
down front broke into cheers, the business men loving every minute of it.

     "Mmmmmm, I love her nips." Julie said hotly as her hand slid back over the
lump in his pants. "Oooooo, I'd swear you're getting harder. Poor baby, does your
sister excite you, too?"

     "No!" Jim protested quickly. "She's my sister, for Christssake!"

     "So?.....Your sister is a prime piece of ass.  Shit, there's thousands upon
thousands upon thousands of boys fucking their butt-ugly sisters in this country
alone and you're going to tell me you wouldn't like to get it on with Liz?!" She
made it sound almost conceivable; Jim knew it wasn't.

     He'd grown up with Elizabeth.  They'd shared too much as brother and
sister to take the kind of leap that Julie was...what?...advocating?

     "You may be right," Jim gave her, "but I'm not like that."  He wished he
could be more persuasive but Julie got off the subject.

     "Watch this!" she said and Jim focused again on Elizabeth as she untied
seductively the knots on her thong bottom.  To continued catcalls, his sister began
using the thong like dental floss, pulling the flimsy material back and forth between
her legs.  Jim, even from the back of the room, could see some of his sister's dark
pubic patch on either slide of the sliding material.

     'Look at her!  God, she's so.... so slutty!' Jim marveled to himself.  'It looks
like she's really enjoying herself....stripping in front of a room full of
strangers....OK, let me see it, Sis!  Let us all see it.'

     Beth did let them all see.  She released the thong in the back and whipped it
up to her face as she spread her legs wide.  She lewdly sniffed the bottoms before
casting them off to an appreciative table. Then she began moving around the stage;
falling to her knees with her legs open as men stood up to get a closer look or
crawling on her hands and knees and offering a backdoor view of her sex.

     Jim felt weirdest viewing his sister's most intimate area.  He, like everyone
else, got a good view of his sister's neatly-trimmed dark muff. And like everyone
else he was wondering what it would be like to tongue it or fuck it, God help him.

     Beside him, unknown to him, Julie watched his face, not Elizabeth.

     Jim struggled to fit the key in the door of the apartment as Julie pressed her
tits into his back and slid her hands down the front of his jeans.

     "Having trouble putting it in?" she teased him as he finally found the mark
and opened the door.

     "You won't be saying that in a few minutes," he countered as he ushered
her in and closed the door. He hoped maybe it would come true. He'd tried to feel
Julie up in the cab back to the apartment but she'd always moved his hands to her
tits....she really liked to have her tits squeezed.

     "Have a seat, Romeo," Julie said as she sauntered into the kitchen. Jim fell
onto the couch and kicked off his sneakers.  Julie soon returned with a frosty
looking bottle and some small glasses.

     She sat on the couch next to him, turning her body and laying her long right
leg across his thighs as she handed him a glass.

     "Ever had a shooter?" she asked. "Iced vodka?"

     "No, but I'll try anything once," Jim promised as she poured an inch of the
clear liquid into his glass.  His left hand dropped onto her leg and began stroking it
as she poured herself a similar portion.

     Julie placed the bottle on the coffee table and they clinked their glasses
together.

     "No sipping these." Julie said as she tilted her head back and threw the
drink down her throat.  Jim did the same, enjoying the cold nature of the shot.

     "Good job!  I'll make a man out of you yet." Julie teased.  She was always
digging at him.

     Jim chose just to smile as he ran his hand slowly up her inner thigh, up past
the bottom of her dress.

     "Hey! What did I tell you?!" Julie said as she swung her leg off him and
stood up.  "I told you no touching my pussy, didn't I?"  she sounded truly angry.

     'Great, way to go, hormone boy!  Way to fuck things up!' Jim berated
himself silently.

     "Look, Julie, I'm sorry ...... I just wanted to make you feel good. Most girls
like it...."

     Julie seemed to calm down.  "All right.  Look, it's not you .... I made this
vow that no man would ever again touch me there ...... all you got to do is promise
to keep your hands off this particular area of my body and you and I will get along
just fine."

     "Deal.  Now come on and sit back down."

     Julie gave him that evil smile and sat back down, again throwing her leg
over his.  "Now where were we?" she said as she placed her hand on his crotch and
began rubbing.

     "I think..." Jim said as he hooked a finger in the top of her dress and pulled
it down, exposing more of olive-hewed breasts, "....we were about to get naked and
do what boys and girls will do!"

     "Mmmmm, that sounds good .... but being naked is so ordinary ... you wait
here, I'm going to slip into something that I think you'll like."  Julie gave him a big
wet kiss and headed for her bedroom.  At the door, she turned and said, "When I
call you, come on in.  And I don't want those clothes on you."

     "Oh, yes, maam."  Jim said to his thirtysomething seductress and she slid
through the door and closed it behind her.

     Jim leaped up off the couch, made a boxing uppercut motion to express his
derilious state of excitement and headed into his bedroom.

     He pulled off his shirt and went into the bathroom to brush his hair back
into place as he unbuttoned and shucked his jeans off.

     "Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy....oh you lucky motherfucker." He pulled off his
underwear and began massaging his dick, wanting it to look as big as it could
without being erect.  He didn't want to appear to excited.  Grabbing a washcloth, he
swabbed off his member with some hot water and did his armpits just to be safe
and then toweled both areas dry. Quick squirt of deodorant and into his bedroom
again. Dropping to the floor, he did 10 pushups, enjoying the way his muscles
tightened up.

     Back out into the livingroom, her bedroom door still closed, locked the
front door even though his sister wasn't supposed to get off until midnight and it's
only 10:45.

     Have another drink, hand keeping some blood in the old dick, feeling stupid
standing naked in the livingroom especially since someone in a higher building
might be able to see through the glass doors in the dining area.  Think about Julie,
think about that Penthouse body and that Hustler outlook on life....it doesn't get any
better than this!

     "JIMMMMM!  I'M READDDYYY!"

     'Play it cool, man .... she's just another girl ....  she wants it worse than you
do ..."  Jim psyched himself as he walked over to the door. Putting on his sexiest
smile, he turned the knob and leaned in the bedroom. And about died.



          
		                        Chapter 7

     Julie was standing by her bed, hands on her hips, and she was wearing a
black leather outfit.

     Black stiletto heels that made her look seven feet tall, shiny pants that
started just above her ankles and disappeared under a short black skirt.  Her midriff
was bare, showcasing a tight stomach.

     The leather top was a series of leather straps which crisscrossed her huge
silicone tits in a number of diamond shapes. The straps connected to a collar
around her neck and a wide band that wrapped around her torso just below her
orbulent breasts. The top called attention to how big her tits were; squeezing them
together and pushing them out.  Julie's small pink nipples and areola were exposed;
they looked way too small for the mountains of titflesh that she sported.

     "Fuck! That is one hot outfit ....." Jim finally said as he slipped into the
room and closed the door.  Half-joking, he continued, "... Should I call you Master
or something?"  He'd seen the way Julie had been in control with his sister and the
handcuffs were probably around somewhere.

     "That would be Mistress .... if that was what I wanted tonight,"  Julie said
and let her eyes explore his body. "You've got a really nice body, Jim ..... your dick
is getting nice and full ... were you playing with it out there?"  She gave a knowing
chuckle as she approached him.  "I like a man that wants to get right down to
business."

     Jim felt almost giddy as she slipped her arms around his neck and he
grabbed her bare waist.  He was about to make love with his first real adult women,
a Vargas-looking temptress that also liked to have wild sex with his stripper sister.

     Julie tilted her head and brought her lips down on his in a hungry kiss which
he returned as he began exploring her back with his hands. His fingers played over
the cool leather straps of her top and her hot skin. Julie's skin felt abnormally warm,
like she had a fever.  She was a hot women in more ways than one.

     Jim broke their kiss and immediately began kissing her neck as he pulled her
against him.  Her honeycomb-laced tits pressed into his chest like two cantaloupes
in leather slings; they felt incredibly firm. Jim had never felt fake tits before but
he'd heard they had a whole different feel than the real ones.

     "Mmmmm, oh, yeahhhhhh!" Julie chortled as he ran his tongue back
toward her ear.  As Jim began sucking on her earlobe, he felt one of her hands
sneak down between their bodies.  Her hand wrapped around his half-hard member
and it was Jim's turn to grunt in pleasure.

     "Ooooooh, you dirty boy! .... Mmmmmm, you're big, baby ..... God, what
a dick!"  Julie huskily whispered as Jim drew back and looked down to see her
hand as she slowly jacked his nearly full-blown erection.

     "Go easy, Julie .... I've never felt this excited ...."  Jim tried to convey the
fact that he was likely to launch his load at any minute.  Julie just chuckled and
gave his cock a hard slow milking.  "Christ, I'm not kidding!" Jim said as he
embarrassedly moved his hand to cover hers.

     "I'm going to have to cool you down, aren't I?" Julie chided him as she
released his dick, grabbed his hand and led him to her bed ... to her and his sister's
bed.  She pushed him down so he sat on the side of the bed.  "But I bet you won't
have any problems getting it back up, will you?"

     "Fuck, no!  I'll keep it hard all night for you," Jim promised as he ran his
hands up the back of her leather legs.  "Would you like to suck it?" Jim suggested
suggestively, knowing it was all right to do so; Julie certainly wasn't going to take
offense to a lewd proposal.  She was a walking lewd proposal.

     "Hmmm, I bet you'd like that!  I'll give you a choice .... I'll suck you off or
..." Julie's hands cupped her amazing bust, "... you can fuck my tits. You ever
fucked a pair of tits?"

     Jim was agog. He'd been hoping to feel Julie suck him all night but now she
was making him an offer he'd never have even considered. The high school girls
he'd slept with back home had not had much in the breast department; they were
still developing. But now he was eyeing the tight cleavage between Julie's cinched
chest mounds.

     "No," he admitted, "but I'd love to try it."

     "Good, that's why I picked this particular top ...." Julie said as she slipped
from his grasp and opened the drawer to the nearby nightstand. She took out a
small bottle of baby oil.  ".... I bought it too small for a reason. Can you guess
why?"  She turned to him with a evil smile on her face.

     "It crams your tits together."

     "Right you are!" She ran her index finger down into the top of her cleavage
salaciously.  "It gives me a nice ... tight .... soft ... fuckable .... tunnel."  Again that
wicked smile.  "Some men have told me it feels better than pussy."

     "I can't believe that.  Pussy feels awful goddamn good!" Jim said brazenly. 
His dick was twitching in his lap like a cobra as he thought about the other men that
had come before him.

     "Well, I'm anxious to hear your opinion," Julie said.  "Stack those pillows
up for me, near the other side there."  Jim hurriedly scrambled on his knees on the
bed and collected three of the pillows at the head of the mattress.  He stacked them
together perpendicular to the headboard near the other side of the bed from where
Julie stood.

     Julie crawled on the bed and lay with the pillows under the top of her back,
elevating her torso for Jim's use.  As he watched, she poured some baby oil in the
top of her cleavage. Seconds later, he watched it trickle out of the bottom of her
bound boobs, pool over the bottom strap of her top and run down toward her
stomach.

     "Climb on, stud boy," Julie said as she capped the bottle and threw it back
toward the nightstand.  As he swung his leg over her reclining figure, Julie used her
hands to pull her long, wavy black hair back off her shoulders so it hung down over
the side of the bed.

     Jim leaned forward and kissed her as his hands stroked the outsides of her
voluptuous, leather-harnessed boobs.  Straightening back up but keeping his hands
on her tits, he said, "That was for thanks in advance."

     "What a polite one, you are," Julie replied as she stroked the outside of his
hips with her hands.  "Ready to stick that big dick through my tits, stud?"

     "Yeah.....you want to put it in?" Jim asked, hoping she'd play along. He
loved it when girls got so hot they would position his dick for entry. Back home,
most of the girls were so uptight, he'd almost have to take their hand and show
them how.

     Julie just smiled again and her right hand came around to take control of his
stiff cock.  Her left hand mopped up some of the excess oil that had run onto her
stomach and she transferred it with her fingers to the top side of his cockshaft. 
After a few transfers, her right hand stroking and twisting around his disk until it
was slick with oil. Satisfied that he was ready, she pushed the head down toward
the open triangular area in her top that lined up with the bottom of her super
cleavage.  Jim leaned forward so his hand rested on the bed on either side of the
pillows that she reclined on and he scooted his hips forward as Julie directed his
cockknob against the soft undersides of her tits, right in the oily groove.

     "Give it a strong push," Julie said as she looked up at him. Jim pressed his
hips forward and felt the head of his organ delve up into Julie's slick tit tunnel. The
harness she was wearing kept her titflesh wrapped around his sliding tool as he fed
more and more of it through her silicone domes.  Grunting in pleasure, Jim
watched the head of his cock appear out of the top of her marvelous mammaries as
his groin hit the bottom of her harness. His young throbbing cock was securely
sandwiched in his sister's lover's tits!

     "Oh, man, does that feels great!" he exclaimed down to the top of Julie's
head.  She'd looked down as he'd shoved forward but now she looked up at him
again.

     "Fuck 'em, stud.  Show me how long you can last.......I bet it won't be
long!" she practically taunted him.  Jim had wanted in the worst way to show her
he had some staying power just for his ego's sake; now she was laying down a
challenge.

     "I might surprise you," he said without a lot of conviction as he began to
fuck her tits.  He began with long slow strokes, pulling about four inches down into
her hot cleavage before pushing the head back into the open.  He thought he could
do that for quite awhile....but Julie seemed insistent to win her bet.

     "Come on...fuck 'em hard!  Do it like you mean it, big boy!" she taunted
him as her hands gripped his asscheeks.

     "If I do, it's gonna be a short fuck," Jim complained.

     "I don't care.....I want you to screw my tits as hard as you can!" she ordered
him. "Then I want you to fuck me before your sister gets home." 'She wants me to
fuck her!' Jim rejoiced silently. 'I got her so horny, she's gonna let me do her pussy,
too.'

     "All right, Julie, here you go!" Jim said as he quickened his pace, making
his strokes shorter and harder. Her enveloping tit-skin and hard sternum bone
welcomed his driving cock as Julie encouraged him further.

     "Oh, yeah...harder..harder....God, your dick feels so hot!"  Julie exclaimed
as her hands pulled his buttocks toward her firm tit valley. She lowered her face to
look again at his cockhead which was appearing and disappearing between her
swaying breasts.

     Jim, too, was watching her tits shudder under his hard thrusts. Julie's head
hid part of the erotic display as he had leaned further over her but he could see
outside halves of her jerking jugs as they, in tandem, absorbed the energy of his
lewd screwing.

     "That's it....ohhh, you like titfucking, don't you, stud?...... yeeaaahhh
.......bang 'em, baby!..........come on!"  Julie's hands left his pumping ass and she
began playing with her small stiff nipples, pulling and twisting them with her long
fingers as Jim's powerful titfucking continued. The sight was too much for Jim; he
closed his eyes and raised his head and began counting his strokes as a way to
prolong the fabulous feeling of fucking a woman's tits.

     '..6....7....8...'

     "Oooooooooo, that's it!....ah, yeah....yeah....really fuck 'em!"  Julie began
ranting.  "Just like that.....Oh, God....yeah....oh, yeah....not much longer
now......don't hold back, Jim.....come if you want, stud!"

     '..11...12...13..14..15..16..'

     Jim found himself really laying into her bosom, fucking the round mounds
of pleasure on Julie's chest like a crazy man.

     '.17..18..19.20.21.22.'

     "Come you, fucker!  Come!"  Julie's husky voice coaxed him. Jim knew he
couldn't take much more; less than 40 seconds into his first titfucking and he was
ready to blast off.

     '.24.25.26.27.'

     Jim's right hand, which had been digging into the bedspread, suddenly
slipped off the mattress.  Wildly, he flailed out and his fingers caught in Julie's long
hair, his momentum pulling her head back sharply.

     "UUUNNHH!"

     Jim's eyes flew open and he looked down into Julie's excited eyes as he
momentarily slowed his fucking.

     "Oh, yeah!" Julie said lustfully, "I like it!  Pull my hair! ....use both hands." 
Julie's right hand slid down his straight supporting left arm and pushed it toward her
head. "God, you know what I like!"

     Jim realized he stumbled into something that Julie apparently got off on.
Damned if he was going to tell her it was a mistake!  He tangled his fingers in her
wild ebony mane about six inches below her reclining head and pulled down on it
as his arms rested on her shoulderblades.  Julie's head went back again and her face
simmered with a mixture of arousal and discomfort.

     "Yeeaaaahhh!" she groaned.

     Jim began driving his rod back up and down her oily clutching cleavage as
Julie's hands slid back to her tits.  She squeezed the outside of her leather-crossed
beauties and it was Jim's turn to groan as Julie's firm knockers tighten all along his
slipping shaft.

     "Oh, God." Jim croaked as he began wildly humping into Julie's tit vise. 
The added friction, the hair pulling, the look in Julie's eyes...it rushed up on Jim
like a freight train and Julie must have been able to tell that he was close.

     "Come on me!  Shoot all over me!" she panted as he dug his fingers tighter
into her reins of hair.

     "AAAHHHH, AAAHHHHH!"  Jim gasp as his balls tightened and
rocketed his sperm up and out in a gout of whiteness.  Jim saw the first spurt
splatter just under Julie's chin and saw it joined by a second, he kept thrusting,
pulling his gushing cock down into her tit canyon and felt a third spurt coat the
inside of her tits. Then his vision went blurry as his eyes tried to cross; they always
did during a particularly strong come.

     "Mmmmmm, oh yeah..." Julie said through clenched teeth as her shooting
lover jerked above her.

     When Jim's vision cleared, he looked down into Julie's smiling face and
then down at the mess he had made on her neck and chest.  He'd never been so
proud of himself.  He let go of Julie's hair and sat upright, moving his hips back,
drawing his slimy cock from between her heaving breasts.  He slumped against the
headboard, watching Julie look down at his cumload.

     "Baby, you came in buckets," Julie complimented him as she ran her fingers
through his pearly discharge.  "I hope those balls can recharge themselves 'cause
that was only Round One."



                             Chapter 8

     Julie sat up and reached behind her, unfastening her now unnecessary top. 
She pulled the leather straps off her shoulders and peeled the top off her body. 
Her fresh-fucked silicone breasts barely sagged as she threw the top on the floor.

     "Fuck, I love your body," Jim said as she lay on her side by him, "Did you
ever dance like Beth?"

     Julie laughed, "No." Then continued, "That was never an option for me." 
Her hand dipped down between his splayed legs and began stroking his deflated
balls.  "I prefer being in the background, pulling the strings."

     Jim turned his body so he was on his side facing her and let his right hand
begin massaging the underside of her breasts, enjoying the firm heavy weight of her
fake tits.

     "Why are we doing this tonight?" Jim asked, sincerely curious,  "I mean.. is
it because I'm Beth's brother."

     "Now why would you think that?" Julie said, that wicked smile beginning to
creep back onto her face.

     "I sort of get the idea that would be something you'd go for...I should be off
limits since Beth is your...girlfriend....but I think you like wild stuff like that."

     "I'll admit that that was part of it." Julie conceded as her hand squeezed his
nut sack lovingly. "I also can't resist young men; you're always so hard and eager to
please....but, I could ask you the same question. You knew Beth and I are lovers
and it didn't stop you."

     Julie had a point there.  Here he had gone a slept with his sister's lover and
a portion of his attraction was probably found there.  It was a real turn-on in fact,
sharing Julie with Beth.  Still he didn't want Beth to find out; it might ruin her thing
with Julie.

     "I hope we can keep this to ourselves," Jim confessed, "I'd hate myself if
Beth found out and it caused any problems between you two."

     "Our secret is safe with me...you know, if you want to fuck me, we better
stop talking and get down to business."  Just like that, Julie slipped back into her
temptress voice as her hand slid up along the bottom of his half-hard dick.

     "Oh, man, am I going to fuck you!" Jim chortled, "Just get me hard and get
those pants off."

     "First things first...I've got your cum on my chest...I'd really like it if you'd
rub it into my tits."

     With pleasure!" Jim moved his fingers up into a puddle of his juices and
then went to work smearing her left nipple with it. Encouraged by the way her hand
began beating his rising member, he was soon using his entire palm to knead and
rub his spunk on both her tits. Julie was loving it, too.

     "Mmmmmm, feel how hard my nipples are!"

     "I can't believe how small they are," Jim confessed.  Julie must have had a
pretty small pair of tits before her surgery.

     "Suck on 'em!" Julie sighed as her she arched her back, lifting her left
melon-like mammary toward his lips.  Jim lowered his face and took her
pencil-thick nubbin into his mouth and began swirling his tongue against its stiff
rubbery stalk.

     Julie began almost immediately to vocalize her pleasure, "Oh, that's it,
stud!...Mmmmm....oh, you hot fucker.....lick your cum off my nipple." Jim almost
pulled his mouth away; he hadn't been thinking about that since he'd rubbed it into
her skin but that salty taste wasn't all sweat. He was tasting his own cum.  Back in
Nebraska, that would be homo activity so he had some natural ingrown trepidation. 
But it was turning Julie on, so he forged ahead.

     He let his hand start sliding down between their prone bodies, down her
stomach and under the top band of her short skirt and the tight pants underneath.
He wanted to diddle Julie's puss before he peeled her pants off and dropped
between her thighs.......

     In a flash, Julie's hand was off his dick and pushing his hand away.
Surprised by another denial of entry into her holy of holies, he raised his mouth
from her succulent teat and leaned away from her.

     "What now?!" he asked, breathing hard. "If I'm gonna fuck you, I should be
able to finger you."

     "Oh, you poor boy....I must have given you the wrong idea."  She leaned
toward him and kissed his chest, then continued rolling onto her stomach. "Did you
think you were going to get my pussy?"

     "Christ, you said you wanted me to fuck you!"  Jim said exasperatedly.

     "I do want you to fuck me," Julie assured him, "just not where you had in
mind......I want you to fuck my asshole!"  Her eyes danced with a wicked mischief
as she knew the proposal would be unexpected.

     "Holy....are you serious?" Jim asked excitedly.  He'd seen a girl in those
blue films take on two guys at once, one of them taking her up the ass, but he'd
never dreamed he'd be in bed with a woman that wanted it there.  Of course, Julie
was just the kind of woman that would - no sexual hang-ups at all.

     "Pull off my skirt and you'll see just how serious I am."

     Jim did just that.  He moved onto his knees, straddling the back of her
knees and pulled down on the skirt to reveal an oval-shaped slit in the bottom of
her tight leather pants.  Julie's voluptuous ass filled the pants so completely that the
slit was naturally spread wide, revealing the deep cleft in her buttocks.

     Julie's leather-strapped top had been made to accentuate titfucking and her
pants were made for backdoor sex and backdoor sex only. The slit did not dip low
enough that Jim could get any view of her pussy; Julie's stinginess even went that
far.

     "Niiiiiiiiiiice," Jim said as his hands began to stroke her ample ass; he loved
the contrast of the soft leather and the even softer skin of Julie's asscheeks.

     He'd always gone for girls with small, tight butts; school cheerleaders or
even cruising some sophomores. But Julie's ass was....substantial. That was
probably the best word to describe it.  It was a full-grown woman's ass.....and she
wanted it fucked!

     Julie twisted her upper body to look back at him over her left shoulder. Her
left hand came back and pulled her ass open.  Jim found himself looking at her
sweaty, lightly-haired asshole. The dimpled area surrounding it was darker in color
and striated.

     "Finger it...go ahead, it won't bite you!" she prompted him.

     Jim used his right hand to pull her right cheek apart and he slid his left
index finger down onto her puckered opening. He ran his fingertip around her hot,
damp entrance a few times and Julie hunched her hips back at him to spur him to
investigate further. Slowly he stuck his finger against her sphincter and it slid
through her elastic barrier.

     "Yeah, stick it up there," Julie hotly demanded. "Mmmm, I like that." Jim
was amazed at the heat that surrounded his probing digit; it felt like it had been
inserted in an oven on low heat. It didn't feel particularly tight around his single
finger except at her sphincter where it gripped his knuckle.  Experimentally he
began thrusting his finger in and out, watching it draw out her moist butthole
slightly before it slid down his finger. He wondered if he'd be able to get all of his
cock up her ass; Julie was large in stature, so his money was on her. There was no
time like the present to find out.

     "Ready for some cock up your ass?!" Jim put on a confident tone as he
looked up at Julie's watching face.  He knew she'd liked hot talk and he wanted to
show her that he was eager to try it.

     "Always," Julie said sexily, "Pull my skirt all the way off." Jim did so and as
soon as he cast it on the floor, Julie grabbed a pillow and slid it under her hips,
raising her derierre slightly as she spread her legs wider on the bed. Jim kneeled
now inside her legs instead of straddling them.

     "Now, before you go plunging in there, I want you to use some spit to get
your knob slick.  The rest should go in without much trouble," she promised.

     Jim spat several times into his hand and rubbed the slippery wetness all over
the flared head of his renewed erection. He scooted forward until his knees were
against the inside of her thighs. That was Julie's signal to lower her chest onto the
bed, reach around with both hands and pull her cheeks wide for him.

     "Man, I wish I had a camera," Jim told Julie as he leaned over her stretched
out frame, supporting himself with his left arm as his right hand guided his
glistening dickhead down into her asscrack.  It really was an erotic sight - this lovely
goddess holding her ass open for him, inviting him to sample yet another new
sexual activity.  She was being a great tour guide; it appeared she liked everything
under the sun except straight sex.

     He ran his dick cap slowly down her crack until it fed into the deep
indentation of her asshole. He pressed downward and had no success at first.

     "Shove it a little harder," Julie encouraged. "Get the head in and we're
home free, baby."

     Nervously, Jim hunched forward, then tried even harder.  All at once his
cock helmet disappeared through her tight sphincter ring.

     "Oh, God, that's tight!" Jim gasp.  Her sphincter squeezed his shaft just
behind his buried knob like a vise.

     "It'll loosen, baby, just let it sit for a minute....don't tell me you never had to
let a girl adjust to your big dick?......I've bet you've stretched out quite a few
teenyboppers back in Nebraska!.......feel it, it's not so tight now, is it?"

     "No, that feels a lot better," Jim had to admit. The muscle ring had
loosened to the point that it was still tight but not so tight that it hurt. Julie released
her ass, brought her arms back up under her body and raised herself up on her
elbows. She whipped her long black hair to the side with one of her sexy head
tosses and twisted her upper body to look back at their union.

     "Ooh, look at that big fucker sticking in my ass!" she said like a X- rated
porn star, "Okay, give me the rest!"

     Jim kissed her shoulder, then moved his mouth to nibble her earlobe. He
slowly began pushing his hard dick down into her musky hole, leaning further over
her to get the right angle instinctively.

     "Oh, yeah!...God, shove it in, baby!  Aaaaah...mmmmmm.....open my ass
right up, lover!"  Julie throatily whispered, her mouth so close to his own ear.

     Her ass felt like a hot, tight, oily glove; it seemingly sucked him inward until
the top of his hand, which clenched the base of his half- buried prong, pressed into
her soft ass cheeks. He took his hand away, sliding it under her stomach as he
worked another inch into her gorgeous rear.

     "Fuck, this is wild!"  Jim groaned as he moved his mouth forward along her
jaw line, until his lips were on the side of her mouth and her tongue was coming
out to greet him. Their kiss was awkward due to the way her body was twisted but
her heat was transmitted. She was getting really turned on now, there was no faking
going on.

     Like an excited, anxious stallion, Jim lunged forward and the final two
inches of his throbbing cock pushed into Julie's seemingly bottomless shithole.  The
front of his hips and dangling nuts lay on her slightly trembling, leather-covered ass.

     She moaned into his mouth, the vibrations coursing through her captured
tongue. After another moment, their lips parted with a wet smacking sound and it
was Julie's panting voice that filled the still bedroom.

     "God, I love it!....I love getting fucked up the ass....come on, do it, Jim!"

     "Okay, okay," Jim rasped and he dragged several inches of cock out of her
hot depths and then sank it back in.  "Oh, man, I could get used to this!  Shit, I can
feel your muscles squeezing me.  Are you doing that on purpose?"

     "Mmm hmm," she sighed as he began fucking her ass. "Feel this?"

     "Aaaah, Christ!" Jim grunted as her shitter tightened up, then relaxed again.
He took the opportunity to begin screwing her butthole faster, enjoying the series of
sexy clenchings that Julie began with her tail muscles.

     "That's the way to fuck that ass!...aaahh....aahhh....Fuck it, you horny
bastard.....oh, yeah, uunnhuhhh...mmmmmm!" Julie was using her voice like she
was using her inner muscles.

     Jim attacked her ear with his tongue, worming it in there, knowing that he
loved it when a girl did that.  Julie sighed and then shook her head to make him
stop.  Either it was too sexy or she was ticklish. Undaunted, his right hand slid up
the front of her body and began groping her fabulous tits, the tits he'd fucked about
fifteen minutes ago. His fingers slid into the bottom of her cleavage and he could
feel some of his spunk hiding in there.

     "Found some..of my jizz between..your tits." Jim said into her ear as he
continued plunging her upthrust ass.  She gave an excited squeal but he wasn't sure
whether it was due to his discovery or to a hard thrust he delivered to her
immediately after.

     Then he felt her hand move over his and she drew his hand up to her face
and began sucking on his fingers, nursing on them like they would spurt more cum
than what she could taste on his fingers.

     Jim was glad he'd come once already because Julie's erotic finger sucking
and her hot asshole taking his hard dick would have made them blow his load.  As
it was, he felt good, felt strong.  He began pumping her anal chute strongly.

     "Stuff my ass with cock!" Julie blurted as she drew his fingers from her
mouth, "Fuck it.....oh YEEAAHH.....just like that, just like that, stud! ...God, I'm
gonna come big time....."

     That's just what Jim wanted to hear; he wanted to get Julie off good. He
wanted her to want him.  He wanted to fuck her again and again while he was in
New York, before he went back to the boring farm. They continued their anal
ballet for another ten minutes before Julie finally got her rocks off.

     Julie had begun grinding her hips into the pillow that she lay on and
throwing her ass up to meet his descending rod.  Jim slowed his thrusts, wanting to
catch his breath, and Julie just went on fucking herself on his near stationary prick.

     During the course of their lovemaking, Julie had moved her legs nearly
together and Jim had moved his knees to straddle her thighs. Now he leaned back
on his knees, letting his hands grip her straining waist as he looked down to watch
her stuff her asshole again and again with his still member.

     She did that for about 30 seconds and then became flustrated.

     "Please, God, fuck me...fuck my ass hard!"  Julie commanded as she swept
her left hand back to grip his ass.  There was an urgency in her voice and he knew
she must be near her orgasm.

     "I will!...take it, Julie...ah, shit......fuck that ass up at me!" Jim said, getting
caught up in her dirty language as he slid his hands up to grip her shoulders and
began throwing his thick prick into her squirming butt with wild abandon.

     "OOOH....AAAHHH.....MMMMMMMMMMAAAAHHHHHH!"  Julie's
ass began jerking and her asshole clamped down hard on his flashing manhood. 
His sister's lover was getting off from his energetic ass fuck! He felt his own peak
racing toward him then.  Her tight, spasming rectum was begging for his own
explosion.

     He gritted his teeth as he tried to delay it..he'd had the hottest sex of his life
that evening and he didn't want it to end... he wanted to remember every
detail....her tits wrapped around his dick....his cum splashing onto her neck.....her
hot butt milking his ready-to-blow joystick.

     "UUUUUUUUUNNGGHHHH!"  he bellowed as he slammed his cock
deep one last time in Julie's undulating tush and began firing his second cumload of
the night, "UUUNNGGH...UNNGGH....OOH, FUCCCKKK!" His dick twitched
and jerked in her nasty hole as Julie purred in delight.

     "Mmmmm, I can feel your cum," Julie reported to her sweating teen lover
as her ass muscles, back under her control after her orgasm, worked to drain every
last drop of love from his deflating cockshaft. Finally both became still and Jim
began massaging her back as she slumped forward on the bed.

     "You got off, right?" Jim asked. "Sure did," Julie said dreamily. "You were
great...but I think you ought to get out of here now.  Liz might be here soon."

     Jim looked at the clock and decided she was right.  He could probably get it
up again but it wasn't worth the risk of discovery. He pulled his prick from Julie's
stretched out asshole and sat beside her.  She made no move to get up, so he kissed
the side of her face and got off the bed.

     "Hey," he heard her say and turned back to her.  She had raised herself

back up on her elbows.  "I've got something planned for you tomorrow, stud...if
you're interested?"

     "You know I am."

     "Good." she said, her voice full of the promise of more delightful sin. Jim
went to bed that night like it was Christmas Eve.



                                Chapter 9

     After Jim left her bedroom, Julie went into the bedroom to shower before
her live-in lover got home. As she unlaced the front of her leather pants, she eyed
her sated body in the bathroom mirror.

     'Jules, Jules, Jules....is there nothing you won't stoop to?!' she thought and
then chuckled. 'Letting Lizzie's little brother dick your ass....well, not so little
actually. His cock was super!'

     After kicking off her heeled shoes, she pulled the leather pants off her long
legs.  She'd made a mess in them when she'd come and she spent a moment
sponging out the crotch before putting the pants in a laundry bag to be sent out for
a professional cleaning.

     She turned on the shower, pinned her hair up while the water heated and
then stepped into the shower stall.  As she soaped down her sexy body, she thought
of how she was going to use Jim while he was in town.

     Not that he'd have any protests.  Julie had become a pretty good judge of
character. That was why she'd taken Jim to see his sister dancing; to watch his
reaction.  As she'd closely observed Jim in the club, she'd pegged him for what he
was......a guy aching to get down and dirty.

     "Just like his sister!" Julie cooed as her soapy finger cleaned out her ass. 
"Cut from the same cloth..."

     Julie liked to take people places they had never been sexually; it was a real
turn-on to see people let their hair down.  And to know you'd been the one to
orchestrate the whole thing.

     Julie again thought how ironic it was that sex was what she'd embraced and
worked into almost every facet of her life.  Her childhood had had some bad sexual
events but the molestation had forged Julie into the person she was today. Now she
was in charge and sex was the best part of living as far as she was concerned.

     She remembered how she'd enjoyed seducing Elizabeth.  The poor girl had
been so straightlaced.  She'd actually manuevered Liz into thinking that she'd been
the one to introduce herself; Julie had saw her at the fitness club she frequented
and made it her business to use machines near hers or shower when she did.

     When Liz had finally introduced herself to be friendly, Julie had went to
work seducing her.  After several tals at the club, she'd invited Liz to have a drink.
Then seen that she'd had several. Julie had taken the slightly tipsy girl home with
her that night and showed her how wild she could really get.

     Leather, bondage, exhibitionism, anal and group sex ..... Julie had showed
her it all and Liz had taken to it like a duck to water.

     Julie had taken Liz into the sexual underworld of New York. The strip
clubs, S&amp;M clubs and hotel rooms where Julie made her money as a procurer and,
occasionally, a participant.  Well-known men, and some women, paid Julie a lot of
money to make their fantasies come true and keep their secrets.

     Sexually alive for the first time, Liz had willingly begun sleeping with some
of Julie's clients but only the ones that she found attractive or were famous;
sometimes being famous was enough to overlook their shortcomings. Liz had built
up several loyal customers who always asked for her exclusively.

     Money and the wild sex had carried their relationship on for several years
but Julie had to admit that things were getting a little stale lately. Even the person
that eats filet mignon every night can still become tired of it, Julie knew.

     The germ of a wicked idea had been growing in Julie's mind since they'd
left Liz's club. Jim had shown her he might be up to it but Liz was likely to dismiss
the whole idea.

     'Think.....there's a way to make it happen....you just got to position them so
they accept it....think.'

     Slowly, a plan formed in Julie's mind...she went over the details one by one. 
She'd have to take care of some things but...it just might work!

     Elizabeth got home around midnight.

     "Jim?"  she called as she walked through the living area toward the kitchen. 
The light was on but the kitchen was empty. She turned off the light and headed to
bed, surprised that her brother had apparently turned in already.  She'd wanted to
take him out for a while to make up for having to work.

     She went into the bedroom she shared with Julie to find her roommate
waiting up for her.  She was lying on the bed writing in a notebook when Elizabeth
walked in. Her hair was pinned up and she was wearing her favorite blue silk
kimomo. Seeing Elizabeth, she closed the notebook and sat up to place it on the
nightstand beside her.

     Elizabeth gave her a smile and closed the door.

     "Hey, babe," Julie said, "I saw you tonight."

     "Really?" Elizabeth said surprised.  Julie would usually stop in to watch her
dance but she'd always sit down close or see her afterwards.

     "Why didn't you come back?"  Backstage, she meant.  Elizabeth walked
around to Julie's side of the bed and gave her a quick kiss.

     "I was with someone ....  a potential client actually." Julie began stroking the
back of her leg. Elizabeth could tell from the look in Julie's eyes that she wasn't
going to get to bed without some sex play that night.

     "Yeah? Anyone I'd know?"  Elizabeth dropped her handbag on the chair by
the bed and began taking off the conservative outfit she'd worn to the club.  She'd
assumed her brother would still be up, so she'd worn it home.

     "No," said Julie. "But I think I'm going to take his business, I had him
checked out.  Got lots of money."

     "Hey, have you seen Jim?" Elizabeth asked as she tossed her blouse in the
chair and reached behind her to unhook her bra.  Julie moved her other hand up to
stroke her flat stomach as she did so.

     "I didn't check his bedroom but he might be in there. I saw him earlier in
the evening before I went out and he said you'd gone to work and he was thinking
about going out to a movie, maybe."

     Elizabeth tossed her bra in the chair.  Without being told, Elizabeth began
tweaking her nipples, getting them erect.  It was part of their nightly routine; Julie
liked to see her do it and Elizabeth liked to please Julie.

     Satisfied that they were acceptably hard, Elizabeth began shedding her
pants, unzipping them in the back and letting them pool around her ankles.

     "So how was work tonight?" Julie asked.  Elizabeth knew she wanted to
hear about her dancing and the people she gave private dances to in particular. 
Julie loved to hear about how she'd been felt up by club members and their guests
and Elizabeth liked to tell her.

     "Pretty good. One of the members, Mr. Leonardo, brought his son in. I
guess it was a sort of a rite of manship type of thing, you know?"

     "And Leonardo asked you to be nice to his son?"

     "Mmhmm. Well, I took him back to one of the rooms and the kid was as
nervous as a virgin. So I told him, 'no sweat, I'll just dance for you.'

     Well, it turned into a lap dance and the kid reeeeaalllllly enjoyed himself, if
you get my drift."  After a quick laugh, Elizabeth continued,  "I wish Vince hadn't
called me in...I wanted to show Jim a good time tonight."

     "Don't worry about Jim.  I'm sure he had a good time. You can do that
some other night....listen, about this client......I want you to do him."

     Clad in her panties, Elizabeth sat down on the bed beside Julie.
"Yeahhhh....well, tell me about him.  What's he want?"  Elizabeth said as her hand
slid into the open slit of Julie's robe and she began rubbing Julie's thigh.

     "Well, he's sorta into dominance....likes his girls tied up." Elizabeth tried to
act nonchalant but being tied up was her favorite thing.  Julie was happy to please
her in that way whenever she asked for it.  Julie continued,  "And, he's got a whole
slew of other requirements. He doesn't want you to see his face and he doesn't want
any talking or communication from you; he's doesn't want to see you as an normal
women. He described it as wanting to fuck a live sex doll, you know, like the kind
you blow up."

     "Oh, I get it," Elizabeth said, "That's why I can't talk."

     "Right.  So I think I'll have you wear the red suit and I'll add a little stuffing
to exaggerate some of your attributes." As she said that, Julie let her hand play over
Elizabeth's pouty breasts.

     "Sounds kinky," Elizabeth purred, "but are you sure this guy's OK, I mean,
I don't want him trying to 'deflate' me with a knife or something when he's done."

     "Not to worry," Julie said as she gave a quick lick to her left nipple. "He
also wants me to watch you two go at it.  I'll be in the room the whole time."

     Elizabeth like the sound of that too. There was something profoundly
thrilling about having Julie in the room and having sex with someone else.  They'd
thrown some parties in the past that had turned into some wild times.

     "I've got it all planned out and it should be good for you and him....of
course, you'll have to tell Jim you've got something going on tomorrow afternoon,
that's when the guy wants it."

     Elizabeth wished it could be postponed until Jim left; she didn't want him
sitting around the apartment all week while she was out working. But it couldn't be
helped, she guessed.

     "You know I'm your girl!" Elizabeth said has her hand slid higher. Talking
about Julie's customer and a long night of teasing and light fondling by the club
clientele had Elizabeth in a very hot mood.

     "You're really hot tonight, aren't you, babe?"  Julie sighed as she pulled her
down and their lips met in a hard passionate kiss. Elizabeth was totally in love with
Julie.  Their relationship had just happened overnight several years ago; it had been
shocking at first but now Elizabeth could not imagine finding another lover that
could make her feel the way Julie did; everything about her tall powerful lover
seemed to excite her.

     She felt Julie's hand slid down her back and into her panties. Julie began
squeezing her soft ass cheeks as they Frenched each other.  She felt her pussy
begin to get excited as she thought of what they would do in bed that night.

     The night before had been so good. At first she'd wanted to just go to sleep
since her brother was in the next room but that had actually turned Julie on. And
later, during their lovemaking, it had even turned Elizabeth on; she'd actually
imagined Jim listening at the door while Julie had used her tied down body and her
orgasm had been intense.

     Julie broke their kiss after a few moments, smoothed away some of her
golden bangs from her eyes and then pushed Elizabeth up as she got off the bed.

     "Come with me," Julie said as she took her hand and led her toward the
bathroom. 'Wonder what she's got in mind?!' Elizabeth thought as her heart beat
excitedly in her chest.  She knew Julie liked to do it in every room of the apartment;
they'd done it in the kitchen, on the dining table, on the couch, out on the patio. 
And of course, in the bathroom where it was easy to clean up afterward.

     Her lover flicked on the bathroom lights and pulled Elizabeth toward the
sink area.

     "Off with those panties," Julie said as she patted the hard marble top to the
left of the sink. "And up on the counter."

     Elizabeth turned away from her and slowly peeled off her panties, keeping
her legs straight and bending at the waist.  She could feel Julie's eyes taking in her
damp sex slot between her thighs as she worked her panties off her ankles. It
excited Elizabeth to strip for her lover and she kept bent over, stretching out the
moment.

     WHACK!

     Elizabeth straightened quickly and spun around, her hand rubbing the spot
where Julie had slapped her bottom.  Elizabeth wasn't into pain in a sexual way and
Julie had never taken any liberties when she was tied up.  The smile on Julie's face
told her that it had been in fun.

     "That'll teach you...you little teaser." Julie said as she took Elizabeth back
into her arms and kissed her lovingly, her own hand moving over hers as it stroked
the red spot on her tush.

     "Now, up you go."  Julie said as she stepped back and patted the counter
again.

     Elizabeth leaned against the counter, then she hopped up so her ass was
close to the edge.  Brazenly, she leaned back against the mirror and opening her
legs.

     "Hmmmmm, Lizzie, you look good enough to eat!"  Julie said suggestively
as she lightly trailed her fingers down the center of her breasts, down her slender
torso and onto her stomach where their travel ended abruptly, just inches above the
top of her pubic patch.

     She thought Julie would give her a little cunnilingus but Julie turned away
and opened the medicine cabinet.  She pulled out a razor and shaving cream.

     "This client I was telling you about likes hairless pussy," Julie said as she
came back and ran her fingers down through Elizabeth's naturally dark pubic hair. 
"Any problem with that?"

     Elizabeth didn't care if she was shaved; she'd done so in the past before
she'd met Julie. Wanting Julie to take control, she responded timidly, her voice
letting Julie know how she wanted things to progress.

     "Do I have a choice?"  Elizabeth said, her eyes simmering as she opened the
door for Julie to lay down the law.

     "No," Julie said, recognizing her partner's desire to be told what she would
do. "I'm going to shave your little pussy bald," she said in a stern voice and then
softened it, "and then, I'm going to lick it."

     Elizabeth opened her legs wider to show she was up for that and Julie
squirted foam on her fingers and began applying it to her bush. Julie massaged the
cream around and her fingers grazed Elizabeth's sensitive clit several times.

     Satisfied with the application of the shaving cream, Julie stood between
Elizabeth's outstretched legs and carefully and professionally began shaving her. 
Elizabeth kept her crotch perfectly still as her pubes were shaved away and rinsed
down the sink.

     "Mmmmmm, look at how cute your little cunnie is," Julie said sexily as she
finished and wiped the excess cream away. Elizabeth gazed on her bald pussy liked
the way it looked.  Without the patch of hair at the top and around the sides, her
sex did look a lot smaller......sexier.

     Julie blew against freshly shaved crotch and Elizabeth drew in her breath at
the exotic feeling of her tingling skin being stimulated.

     "Hmmmmm, God, it feels....cool," Elizabeth cooed as Julie straightened
and ran some hot water on a washcloth.

     "Good, maybe I'll keep you shaved all the time," Julie said as she stood
again between her splayed legs, then leaned forward to kiss her. As she kissed Julie,
she felt the hot washcloth being pressed against her pink labia.

     "Mmmmmmmmmm!"  Elizabeth moaned in pleasure into her mouth as she
ran the rough cloth up and down her crotch, masturbating her to an incredibly
excited state in only a minute or two.

     Elizabeth felt the washcloth pulled away as Julie broke their hot kiss and
moved her head lower on her flushed body. Elizabeth moved her hands into Julie's
pinned up hair as her lover cupped her delicate tits and squished them together. 
Elizabeth's nips came within two inches of each other and Julie hungrily swiped her
tongue back and forth across them as Elizabeth held her head with her hands.

     'God, what's gotten into Julie?!' Elizabeth thought as she dug her hands into
her roommate's hair.  Whatever it was, she wanted to bottle it.  Their lovemaking
was always hot and happened almost every night but this night felt different.

     "OooooooOOOO!" Elizabeth squealed as Julie ravaged her sensitive nipples
just the way she liked. She loved the way Julie used her mouth; her tongue always
seemed to be in constant motion, curling around a nipple or flicking around her
aureolae.

     Elizabeth wrapped her legs around Julie's hips and moved her hands under
Julie's arms and into her kimono.  Her palms began kneading Julie's heavy
knockers, her fingers pulling Julie's own hard nipples.

     "Mmmmmm...OoooOOOO......suck my nipples, Jules!  Oh, shit!.... oh
baby .... eat me!...you promised!.....Mmmmmmmm!"  Elizabeth felt her pussy
slickened more as she anticipated Julie's tongue moving down to it.  Julie liked to
eat her pussy; she said her excited pussy made more juices than any she'd eaten.

     Julie's head moved downward, leaving her puffy glistening nipples, her
tongue worming down her heaving tummy to ring her navel, then moved lower still,
onto the tender skin around her pussy.

     Elizabeth steadied herself on the counter with her free hands as Julie
pushed her thighs wide open.  Julie looked so hot, crouching down there, her
kimono left open so Elizabeth could see the tops of her big tits as they pressed into
the counter top.  Julie blew again on her leaking puss and looked up at her face.

     "Ready, baby?"  Julie teased her. "Mmmhmmmm!  Oh God, I'm so wet,
Julie......I swear I'm gonna come all over your tongue!" Elizabeth panted.  She
knew Julie would probably make her beg for her tongue ... both enjoyed the little
sex game they always played.

     But Julie wasn't in the mood tonight. Instead, Julie pressed her whole
mouth over Elizabeth's pussy hole and prominent clit hood and sucked.

     "OOOOOOOOOO....UUUUnnnnOOOOOOO!" Elizabeth wailed as her
clit and the skin around her pussy entrance were vacuumed into Julie's mouth.
Reflexively, she tried to close her legs as her hands closed around Julie's ears.  Julie
held her legs open and began forcing her tongue into Elizabeth's liquid-rich cunny
hole.

     "OOH, YEAH!....AAWWWWW.....Mmmmm.....oh, baby...stick that
tongue in there...OOOOOOOH, YEEAAAAHHH!"  Elizabeth could feel an
orgasm building in her loins; she was going to go off like a firecracker tonight. The
shaving had done something to all her nerve endings; they were firing off all around
her tongue-stuffed twat.

     "That's it....tonguefuck me!....OOOO...OOOOOOO ... ...YIIIIIIEEE!"
Elizabeth's quivering pussy dissolved into a good hard cum after about 45 seconds.
Her hips bucked into Julie's mouth as her pussy juices flowed around the tongue
that had brought her off so quickly. Through the fireworks going off before her
eyes, she felt Julie sucking her oily lubricant out like a banshee.

     After what felt like fifteen minutes, Elizabeth's pussy began to calm down,
though small tremors were constantly going off in her loins.

     "Shit, that was the best, Julie......I really needed that."  Elizabeth sighed as
she swept some hair from Julie's eyes and watched her lap up a rivulet of her juices
that oozed out of her tender sexhole.

     Then, Julie was finished. She rose up and leaned into her as she sat on the
counter, her eyes on fire. Their mouths met and Elizabeth could taste her juices on
Julie's lips.

     After a few minutes, Julie led her back to their bed where the two
roommates continued their lovemaking.



                                   Chapter 10

     "Yoohoo. Loverboy...."

     Jim came out of his sleep suddenly the next morning to find Julie sitting on
the side of his bed, her hand stroking his chest.  She looked like a trillion bucks in a
red blouse, black skirt and black sheer hose. It distracted him for a second and the
dream he'd had faded in his memory. What he could recall was Julie had been in it
and someone else.....who.....ah, yeah....Sheryl, the girl from his sister's club. He
could vaguely recall being in a bed with both of them, having sex with both of
them, but the details blew away like leaves in the wind.

     He could feel himself half-hard under his sheets, a real-life testimonial to
what he couldn't remember.

     "Oh, hey," he said as he stretched his body like a cat to get out the kinks.
Subconsciously, he made the muscles in his chest tighten up under Julie's hand. 
"What time is it?"

     "It's around eight," Julie said, "I'm heading out but I wanted to talk to you
before Liz got up."

     That got Jim's attention; Julie wanted to talk with him without his sister's
knowledge, maybe to plan their next sex session he hoped.  He sat up on his elbow.

     Julie continued, "I want your help this afternoon...with some business that
I'm involved in."

     "What's that?" Jim said, a little disappointed.

     "I want you to fuck someone for me."

     "Wha?! Fuck someone?" Jim stammered.  "And this is business?"

     "What can I say? I enjoy my work more than most people," Julie said with a
smile. "I don't know what Liz told you about what I do but part of it is helping
people live out their sexual fantasies.....today, it's a woman. And I think you'd be
perfect."

     "Christ, Julie!  I mean........."  Jim trailed off as he pondered what she'd
asked of him.

     "I know it's a biiiggggggg favor I'm asking," Julie said as she got up and
walked to the end of the bed. "I mean, asking you to fuck a gorgeous...
young....well-known....actress. Maybe we ought to forget it."

     "Hey, wait a minute..." Jim said, sitting up, now intrigued.  "I didn't say I
wouldn't do it."  He saw Julie get a look on his face that translated to 'the fish is
hooked' but he didn't care.  "An actress? Who is it?"

     "It'll be a surprise...but I guarantee you know her.  Be at this address at 2
PM." Julie said and pulled a piece of paper from her blouse pocket. She threw it on
the bed and headed for the door.

     "Hey, wait!  Is this the address of a home. Who the hell do I ask for?" Jim
said in exasperation.  He could just see himself knocking on a door and saying 'Hi,
we haven't met but I might be here to have sex with some woman at this address.'

     "I'll be there, baby," Julie said as she reached the door, "and I'll make the
introductions, as we say. Believe me, you're going to love it....great sex with no
strings attached."

     Jim was game but still not convinced that Julie had it all worked out. "What
about Elizabeth?  How do I explain being away?  She's gonna want to do
something together today."

     "Not to worry," Julie said from the door. "Your sister has an appointment
that she made long ago and can't get out of.  You'll have time to get to where we
are, have a wild time and be back before your sister returns. See? Julie's thought of
everything. You just be there and you'll have something to tell all your friends back
home."

     She slipped out, leaving Jim wide awake but wanting to pinch himself to be
sure.

     Jim got up, showered, dressed in some jeans and a T-shirt and went out to
scrounge up some breakfast.  He made some scrambled eggs and toast and was just
getting ready to take them to the dining table when Elizabeth came around the
corner into the kitchen, wearing a long nightshirt.

     "Hey, Beth....here's the breakfast I made for you."  Jim handed her the dish
of eggs with the toast before she could say a word.

     "Jim, you made this for yourself...." she began to complain. "You'll never
be able to prove it," Jim said and steered her to the dining table. "You eat up and
I'll whip up some more for myself.  It's the least I can do...you sent me an airline
ticket, for Christssake."

     Soon he joined her at the table with eggs of his own.

     "So, how as work last night?" he asked, not being able to resist.  It was
legitimate small talk but he was curious to hear her lie to him.

     "The usual," she said, not volunteering anything more.

     "Was it busy? Are Friday nights busier?"  He couldn't let it lie.

     "Oh.....a little busier but I'm off tonight and Julie said she would like to go
out with us later."

     Jim perked up at that.

     "Really...that would be great.  Got anyplace in mind?"

     "No, we'll just go clubbing.  Julie knows a lot of the bouncers around here
so we should get in without waiting in line, if there is one."  Beth finished her eggs
and walked the dishes back to the sink. "Oh, I almost forgot, I've got to go out
later."

     Jim tried to sound surprised.

     "Now what? I thought we'd got out today...I wanted to see Central Park."

     "Ah, I'm sorry, Jim...we'll do that tomorrow, though, I promise. I made a
doctor's appointment and I can't miss it."

     "Doctor? You don't look sick."  Jim said as he turned to her.

     "Well, I'm not." Elizabeth said and laughed. "It's just a yearly check-up ...it's
with my gynecologist, if you must know."

     "Hey, you're telling me more than I wanted to know!" Jim joked and
Elizabeth threw a dish towel at him. "Is it a male doctor?"

     "Jim!  If you must know, it's a woman."

     "I thought so," Jim said as he took his dishes to the sink.  As he walked
toward her, he jabbed a little more at her. "It would probably be pretty
embarrassing to have some guy examine you."

     Jim saw her face tense up as he brought up what was part of her actual job;
he wondered if it was because she wanted to keep it secret or if she thought maybe
he knew somehow.

     'Let it go, Jim,' he thought.

     But she went on with the conversation, "Yeah, I don't think I'd feel as
comfortable if it were a man..although I know a lot of women that go to male
gynoes."

     "Hey, how about renting a movie or something before you go?" Jim asked
to change the subject.

     "Yeah, we can do that.  What do you want to see?"

     "Hell, there's so many I haven't seen...the folks haven't even bought a VCR
yet, you know."

     "Oh, you poor thing," Elizabeth said in jest as she hugged him. "Let me get
dressed and we'll go to the movie store."

     Jim swore he could feel her nipples through her nightshirt, even asleep, they
were prominent.  He remembered the way she'd pulled on them when she'd been
up on that stage the night before and he felt himself getting a little excited.

     Then, she turned and shassayed out of the kitchen.

     "Man, you're a sicko..." Jim muttered to himself but didn't really mean it.
His sister had chosen a lifestyle that emphasized her sexuality, so who could blame
him?

     They ended up renting "Basic Instinct" as Jim's choice.  He'd heard a lot
about it, especially that Sharon Stone flashed her beaver in one scene. The plot of
the story had so many holes in it, it was laughable.  But Stone and her girlfriend,
Roxy, looked really hot.

     Jim couldn't help noticing that Elizabeth went to the kitchen for a Coke just
as Roxy and Stone did a lesbian kiss.  Coincidence?

     After the film, went in to shower and re-emerged later wearing a pair of
nice shorts and a tanktop-type shirt.  She said she'd be back later in the afternoon. 
Jim told her he might go out to look around the city more but he'd probably be
back before her if he did.

     She left and Jim went into the kitchen, took out the bottle of Vodka from
the freezer and had himself couple of shots, laughing when he thought how great it
would be if he showed up and Julie introduced him to Sharon Stone.

     "Wouldn't that be a kicker?" he said aloud as he went back in to watch that
first scene with her riding that guy before she stuck him with that ice pick.

     Jim was feeling slightly buzzed when he stepped from the cab later.  He
paid the cabbie, a smelly something-or-other that had been playing some kind of
music that sounded like a cat being stepped on for twenty minutes...the same song
for twenty minutes.  God only, knew if he'd taken the shortest route.

     The cab pulled away and Jim looked around.  The street number Julie had
given him was displayed over a pizzeria, so he went in there.  No sign of Julie.  He
was a few minutes early, so he ordered a Pepsi and sat in the window booth.

     Ten minutes later, Julie came walking down the sidewalk, turning the head
of many men in her wake.  She saw him and waved him to come out.

     "There's my favorite stud," Julie said and gave him a nice kiss. "Come on,
we're just going around the corner."  She took his hand and they walked around the
corner and down the next street.

     Halfway down the block, Julie steered him into what looked like a bar.  A
small sign above the door read "The Whipping Post". It was fairly dark on the
inside after the door swung closed but Jim had time to take in the bar on one side
of the room and a rather small area of tables and booths on the other.

     A big guy sat at one of the tables, reading a paper.

     "Thanks, Butch. You can lock her up now," Julie said as they went past
him and down a narrow hallway.  Jim wondered what the hell was going on;
apparently the place wasn't yet opened for business, yet Julie seemed to have the
run of the place. Behind him he heard the front door being locked.

     At the end of the hall, Julie opened a door and they entered what looked
like another party room. There were several couches, a small bar in one corner.
Julie locked the door behind them.

     "A lot of doors being locked around here." Jim said.

     "The place isn't opened yet but I don't want anyone disturbing us," Julie
said as she went past him toward the bar, playing her hand across the front of his
jeans suggestively.

     "Mmmm. Tell me that you've been pulling my leg and you've decided you
want me to fuck you for real this time." Jim said, ready to take some more of Julie
if she wanted it.

     Julie moved behind the bar and poured herself a small glass of a brownish
liquid.

     "I might take you on again," Julie said, "but first you're going to have to
satisfy my client.  She's right behind that door."  Julie motioned toward another
door beside the bar.

     "Really?" Jim said with a little excitement in his voice.  All the way in the
cab, he'd been thinking about young actresses.  TV actresses, movie
actresses.....Julie said he'd know her.  Was it that girl from Married with children? 
Or maybe Winona Ryder?  Shit, it could be anyone!

     "Mmmhmm. Now, let me explain what you're going to be doing.  My
client, for obvious reasons, does not want her face to be seen by you. She's afraid
all this might get into the tabloids and ruin her....but she likes it so much she keeps
coming back for more."

     Jim flopped down on one of the couches as Julie went on.

     "So, she's gone to great lengths to disguise her body. You'll see when we
get in there."

     "We?"

     "Yeeaaaahhh," Julie said as she came around the bar, "I'm going to be in
there watching you."

     Jim grinned at that. God, this might be good.

     "I can see you don't mind. Anyway, my client likes me to talk to her when
she's being fucked - just me, not you. You can't talk when you're in there. If you
do, I won't get paid and you can forget about anymore sex with me."

     "Can I grunt and moan?" Jim said jokingly.

     "If you must,"  Julie smirked as she raised a foot and laid it on his lap. Jim
spread his legs a little wider and began to massage her calf as she used her shoe on
his groin.  The pressure and the talking about what was in the next room began to
have an immediate effect.

     "I got it, no talking," Jim promised. "What else?"

     "In there, you do what I say; I'll be suggesting things.  That's about it.  I
want my client to enjoy herself several times, if you get my drift. I don't think you'll
have a problem in that area, she's pretty easy to get off." Julie's foot was making his
jeans very uncomfortable by this time. He was rearing to go.

     "I think I'm ready to punch the clock," he said as he squirmed under her
rubbing foot.

     "Good, she's probably wondering where we are. Come on, stand up."

     Jim stood up and Julie calmly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his
tented zipper. She hooked her thumbs in the side of his underwear and pulled down
his underpants and jeans down to mid-thigh.  His cock got hung up in his
underwear, painfully for a second, then it sprang up and out at Julie.

     "Hmmm, there's that big beauty," Julie said as her palm pressed it up
against his belly.  "My client's going to be very pleased."

     Jim made a grab for her tits but Julie backed away.

     "Save it for the client," she said as she walked toward the door by the bar.
"Knock before you come in. And remember..." Julie raised her index finger in
front of her lips, those great lips, and then she turned and went through the door,
closing it behind her.

     Jim began shucking the rest of his clothes like a madman.  Shirt, jeans,
underwear, socks, shoes - all went flying on the couch.  He walked over to the bar
and downed the rest of the drink that Julie had left.  The liquor burned but it made
him feel good.

     Ready as he ever would be, he walked to the door, knocked twice and went
into the next room.



                                Chapter 11

     Here's the scene that met his eyes. For a second he didn't know what he was
looking at, it was so weird and beyond anything he could have even imagined.

     The room was about the same size as the one he'd left his clothes in but it
looked enormous because the walls were mirrored from about one foot off the
floor to about one foot from the ceiling. The far wall of the room looked like it had
a couch pit of some sort and another bar. The two walls perpendicular to where he
stood had very low beds with wooden frames and slender mattresses; to Jim they
looked like docks you'd tie a boat up to on a lake. The edges of the room were dim
as the only lighting came from a recessed light in the center of the room.

     There, under the recessed ceiling light, was a narrow bed, about the size of
a single. It's frame was made of a dull metal and the head and foot boards were the
same; a series of vertical pipes that joined the top board pipe about two feet above
the mattress.

     On the bed, sitting with her legs together and tucked to the side, was Julie's
client and Jim was going to have no way to tell who it was. He just stood there for
several seconds in amazement.

     The mystery girl was wearing a full length, bright red, shiny suit that began
with heels which seemed built right into the suit, then continued upward over her
legs, hips, her torso which sported an outrageously large outline of a pair of breasts,
and finally to a cowl that covered the girl's head.

     The only flesh and blood parts of the girl that were exposed were a
semi-circular portion of her lower tummy, her mouth which stuck through a hole in
her hood, the bottom of her nose through a similar slit, and a large ponytail of jet
black hair that stuck out of the back of the hood. It all left Jim speechless but Julie,
who had been standing on the far side of the bed watching his reaction, must have
thought he was going to speak.  Her finger went up to her lips again, then she
began walking around the bed toward where Jim stood.

     "Your stud is here, Kitten," she said to the red figurette. As if that were her
cue, Kitten swayed her upper body and shifted herself onto her knees without the
aid of her hands. In fact, Jim noticed that her hands had not come from behind her
back since he'd been observing her. What he did see was that the suit was
crotchless and the girl must have kept her privates trimmed because he saw no muff
down there.

     "I've really outdone myself this time," Julie continued as she motioned Jim
to approach the bed. "Tall, dark and handsome - that's what this stud is made of. 
He's going to show you a hot time, my little Kitten."

     Jim met Julie about a yard from the bed and she leaned slightly down to
whisper into his ear.

     "Just follow what I say. She likes things in a certain order." Julie began to
turn back to Kitten but Jim stopped her and whispered into her ear, "This is too
fucking weird. Are her hands tied?"

     Julie leaned back and gave him a look, then turned her head to Kitten. "My
stud must really like what he sees. His dick is getting soooo hard," Julie cooed as
her hand began stroking him. Actually, up to that point, Jim's dick had been
flagging from the near erect state that Julie had gotten him to in the other room.
The surprise had unfocused him from his mission but Julie drew him back on
course.

     Here he was in what had to be a sex room with all the mirrors, the beautiful
Julie talking dirty, and a helpless sex-hungry mystery girl waiting for him on the
bed. His cock bloomed into a fat erection as he thought how lucky he was.

     "Kitten, show your stud that pretty pussy," Julie commanded and the girl
slumped down on her left side and she raised her right leg, bending it at the knee.

     Jim sucked in his breath at the bare pussy nestled between the mystery girl's
sleek thighs. The recessed light above shone down on it, edging every detail in his
mind.  If he lived to be a hundred, he'd always remember it.  The soft outer labial
cushions that surrounded her neat, pink pussylips, the way they ran up to meet the
fleshy hood that held the girl's clit, the twinkling wetness of her slit.

     'God, she's already juiced up!' Jim thought.

     "Oooh, Kitten!  I can barely hold this stud back.....I can tell he wants to fall
on that pussy......his cock is twitching like a snake!"  Julie almost purred; her voice
had gotten huskier and breathier. She gave the incredulous Jim a quick peck on the
cheek and moved away from him, walking around the bed like a shark circling its
prey. "But first, I think I'll have him taste that little slit of yours...you'd like that,
huh?"

     Kitten shook her head in the affirmative but did not speak.  Jim could see
her tongue wetting her lips in her eagerness.

     Jim wasn't that well schooled in going down on chicks; he'd done it a few
times but not under the best circumstances, like in the back of cars, etc. But he
knew the general idea, what areas to hit.  He looked at Julie and saw her give him a
wink.

     "Do it, stud!  Sample my Kitten's pussy!"  Julie said hotly.  She was really
running the show; Jim was sure that Kitten was finding it probably more exciting,
not being able to see what was happening.

     'God, I wonder if he's half as hot as Julie says,' Elizabeth wondered as she
rolled on her back and spread her legs in anticipation. Julie had said he was
younger than most of her clients and he'd had the necessary paperwork to prove
he'd tested clean but hadn't really described him beyond that.

     That was why Elizabeth enjoyed this kind of work - she could use her mind
and fantasize about the man that was going to take her. 'Tall, dark and handsome,
mmmmmm, yeah.'  In her mind, she visualized the hunky Antonio Banderas getting
ready to lick her sex. She felt the weight of the man move onto the lower portion of
the bed and felt his hands running exploring her latex-clad legs.

     "My stud likes the feel of your legs," Julie said from above and behind her. 
"I think he's going to lick them as well."

     Then, Elizabeth felt pressure on her left thigh and knew it was the man's
face even though she could not feel his tongue. The pressure moved over to her
other thigh, then slowly traced its way back to the inside of her knee.

     'Come on, come on!' Elizabeth thought as she waited for the guy to get
down to business.  Her pussy was aching for a good tonguing and Julie probably
knew it......Julie was teasing her through the Stud.

     She hunched her pussy in the air to show her need and moved her hands
into a more comfortable position, palms down against the mattress. Her wrists were
held by a strap and buckle which could be attached to the back of the suit just
above her ass. Actually lying on her back was the most uncomfortable position she
could be in in the suit; there was a series of straps and buckles that ran up the back,
each of which could be tighten to varying degrees so the suit would be as
formfitting as possible.

     The pressure was moving back up her thigh, coming higher, higher. 'Yeah,
come and get it!' Elizabeth silently shouted.

     The man's hot tongue slid into the naked crock of her thigh and hips,
tantalizingly slow it ran backward and forth in that tender area. At the same time
she felt a hand slide up her other thigh and his hand move onto her tummy where it
began a swirling motion. His elbows were pressing her legs wider, to the limit of
what the suit would allow, about halfway to a true split. Loving the feeling of the
Stud's oral work, Elizabeth let her right heel drop onto the back of the Stud and
twisted her hips in an attempt to get his mouth onto her excited pussy.

     "You've got her now, Stud......look at the bitch beg for it......she wants that
tongue up her pussy," Julie continued her hot talk, her voice much closer this time.
Elizabeth could picture her crouched down behind her head, holding the bed
railing, watching Stud move his tongue in her crotch. That only heightened
Elizabeth's arousal; she loved having Julie watch her with another.

     Without any further preamble, Stud swung his lips across her lap and his
tongue swept onto her crinkled pussy lips. Elizabeth bit her lip and arched her back
as the client's tongue delved into her slick slot.

     "Mmmmmm..mmmmmm," Elizabeth whimpered as the man with no face
pressed his tongue hard into her pink inner cunt skin, right over the opening to her
sexhole. She humped her crotch up into his mouth and his tongue slid up in inside
of her lips toward her clit.

     "Ooooh, that's it, stud!  Eat that pussy....she loves it....fuck her with your
tongue!" Julie's voice cut through Elizabeth's delight.  The man was running his
tongue up and down the inside of her neat cuntal flaps and his nose was pressing
into her clit folds.

     She wanted to scream and tell him to lick higher but she knew Julie's client
might freak if she spoke.  Still, she couldn't help small whimpers from escaping her
lips.

     Stud shifted his arms to the outside of her thighs and she felt his hands
sliding under her ass, raising her juicy cleft into his mauling mouth. Elizabeth
wrapped her legs around his head, crossing her heeled feet in the middle of his
strong back.  Her fingers dug into the sheets of the mattress as his tongue forced its
way through the opening of her cunt and probed inward.

     "YYYYmmmmmm," she trilled as his tongue jabbed in and out of her sex,
squirming in her oily tunnel as his hot breath snorted against her clit. Her thighs
squeezed his head tightly as he feasted on her cunt.

     Julie watched as Jim ate his sister's pussy and it was the hottest thing she'd
ever seen and she'd seen a lot.

     Everything was going as she'd planned thus far.  Jim had not recognized his
sister in the suit and with a shaved cunny and his sister's sex squeals could be
coming from any woman.  And as far as Lizzie knew, she was just servicing
another client with some interesting fetishes. Julie stood from where she had been
squatting at the end of the bed and began slowly walking around the two
unknowing siblings.

     "Suck her cunt good, stud.......eat that sweet pussy.....make the slut come all
over your lips!" Julie commanded, loving the power she was wielding over her
lover and her brother.

     Her eyes drank in the sight of incestuous love - Elizabeth's hooded head
thrashing around on the mattress, her lips open and her tongue flicking over her
white teeth, her ass bucking up into her brother's face, Jim's hands sliding up her
side to squeeze the foam-filled breast inserts in the suit as, with eyes closed, he
burrowed his tongue up Elizabeth's tasty sexhole, the way her heels were drumming
a red spot into his back, Jim's cockhead rubbing into the sheets of the bed as he
shifted his knees further apart.

     Julie wanted to rip off her own clothes and join the two randy family
members on the bed. That had been Julie's plan...not today but later in the week.

     She'd planned to try to convince Elizabeth to seduce Jim with her, using
today's session as a way to grease the skids. Give her a 'you've all ready fucked him
and loved it, why not again?' argument. On the previous night, in the afterglow of
her sex with Jim, the idea had sounded fairly plausible but........

     The more she'd thought about it, the more uncertain the outcome had
seemed to become.  The odds that she could get both to do it again willingly were
slim and any of the other possible outcomes could only have bad ramifications.  A
loss of trust between Liz and herself, a strain on the relationship of Jim and his
sister after she'd invited him to New York to try to get back into his life, etc.

     So, she'd decided to just watch the incestuous sex show before her and keep
it a secret.  The memories would stay with her as she was sure they would with
Jim. What a trip he was having!

     "He's eating your little pussy like a madman......that's it, stud!....make her
come....make the little slut come!"  Julie said as she knelt again by the side of the
bed to watch the action close up. She was looking forward to having Elizabeth to
herself after she dismissed Jim. It would be such a waste not to have some fun with
her roommate when she already had the suit on!

     'Fuck, she's putting out the juice!' Jim thought as his mouth sucked on
Kitten's genitalia. He'd never had a chick get so hot, so fast.  He liked to think it
was his pussy eating skill but it was probably the whole scene with Julie and the suit
that was getting her so hot.

     He moved his tongue higher and felt it ride over the notch of skin at the top
of her slit and Kitten crushed his head with her thighs.

     "NNNNNNnnnnNNNNNGGGGgggg," the mystery girl groaned and he
kept up his attack on that notch, bringing his hands back under her soft ass and
then up between her thighs. He pushed her legs apart as he raised his mouth for a
moment to study the peak of flesh that he was sucking on.  A reddish-pink button
stuck out of a teepee of flesh.

     "Suck on her clit," he heard Julie's voice almost whisper in his ear. He
turned his face and Julie was right there watching, her eyes afire with her own
arousal. As he watched, her hand slid down across Kitten's bare stomach and her
fingers pulled the teepee of flesh apart, exposing Kitten's sensitive clit even more.

     Jim dropped his mouth on the sex stalk and began to work it with his
tongue. Kitten thrust her crotch up at him, obviously enjoy the team effort. He
worked on her joy button for several minutes, mashing his lips on her sex stalk and
Julie's aiding fingers as Kitten's gasps and squeals rose in intensity.

     "Nnnnnnnnnnggg....Mmmmmmmmm........MMMMMMMMMMM!"
Elizabeth fought to keep herself from screaming. She had to keep her lips pressed
tightly together and that only accentuated the whole experience; it was like wearing
an invisible gag.

     She was close to a good orgasm, she could feel it building and building and
building.  She wanted it to happen and wasn't going to fight it.
'Suckitsuckitsuckitohyeahyeahyeah!' she chanted to herself as she twisted her crotch
under Stud's hot mouth and her roommate's fingers. Oh, she knew those were
Julie's fingers. Her roommate and her kinky client were helping themselves to her
pussy.....they could eat her cunt all night and day and she couldn't stop them. She
focused on how little control she had over events that were occurring and were
going to occur and the thought got her off.

     "NNNNNNNNNNNGGGGG....YYYYYYYYMMMMMMMNNNNGG!" she
squealed as her loins dissolved in a deliciously intense climax. Her hips jerked and
shuddered under the Stud's sucking mouth as she threw her latex-wrapped head
back in delight.

     "She's coming!  She's coming big!" Julie's voice was barely understandable
to Elizabeth as her body was blown through her orgasm. "Suck it up, stud.....fuck, I
can see her juices coating your lips and chin.....keeping eating her, she's still
coming!"

     Her orgasm crested all too quickly and her unseen consumer ate her down
through another two minutes of trembling and twitching until she lay spent with his
tongue lapping up the remnants of her love oils from her bald sex.




                                   Chapter 12

     Jim sat back on his knees and caught his breath. Julie was still crouching by
the side of the bed, giving him a knowing smile. As he watched, she moved her
index finger into Kitten's soupy cuntlips, coating it with Kitten's juices and then
moved the glistening finger to her own mouth.

     She sucked it clean and Jim's cock, still hard as ever, bobbed up and down
at the erotic sight.

     'Fuck, Julie would like to eat Kitten out, too!' he realized.  He wondered if
Kitten knew it was Julie's finger, wondered if the actress swung both ways like Julie
and his sister.

     Julie stood up, moved closer to where Jim knelt and brought her face down
to his. She Frenched him for a moment, then whispered in his ear, "Lean back and
get ready for a little payback."

     He sat back, resting his back on the cold metal endboard as Julie
straightened up and spoke to Kitten.

     "I told you he was good, Kitten...." Julie said as she walked around the top
of the bed and Kitten's faceless head rolled to follow the sound of her voice, "...and
I know you'd like to lay there and relax after that great cuntlicking but.....get on
your knees!" Julie's voice took on a hard edge as she ordered her client around.

     Immediately, Kitten struggled to her knees on the bed, facing where Julie's
voice had last come from.  This gave Jim his first view of the back of the suit, all
the straps and buckles that ran from the small of her back to the neck of the suit.
And the belt that bond her wrists.

     'She's a kinky little thing!' Jim thought as he watched Julie walked down the
length of the bed to stand at his right.

     "Turn around...." Julie said to Kitten as her hand ran across Jim's chest,
"..now walk down here..that's it."  Kitten pivoted around and  walked on her knees
toward where Jim reclined as Julie took her hand off his chest and took a step
toward the moving Kitten. Jim moved his legs apart as Kitten's knees hit them.

     "Stop!" Julie said to Kitten and her client became still, awaiting new orders
as her tongue once again wetted her lips.

     "Now, show your stud some gratitude," Julie said as her right hand slid
under Kitten's black ponytail, her palm against the back of her head. Then, rather
roughly, she pushed Kitten's head down sharply and the girl practically fell on him. 
Jim was able to grab her descending shoulders but her forehead thumped against
his chest, the soft hair of her ponytail fanning itself across him.

     "Make the slut suck YOU now!" Julie said to Jim, as she tossed her own
dark hair from her face and reached for the top button of her blouse. She undid it
and started on the one below it, keeping her eyes on Jim's face. Jim felt Kitten
begin kissing his stomach as the end of his upthrust dick rubbed into the bottom of
her latex jaw. He knew he wasn't going to have to make Kitten suck him - she
wanted it.  As much as he did.

     He pushed back on her shoulders and Kitten got the idea, moving her knees
backward slightly and shifting her weight back on her haunches so Jim didn't have
to hold her upper body up anymore.

     Wanting to watch her mouth, Jim took his left hand and swept Kitten's hair
over and to the right side of her head. His cock had slid across her shiny red cheek,
leaving a slender line of pre-cum to mark its passage, and he saw Kitten moving her
lips around in an effort to locate his dick, which had fallen against his stomach.

     He raised his face to find Julie dropping her bra on the floor; her awesome
cantaloupe-sized fake tits barely sagged without the garment.  Julie hadn't said she'd
be joining in; as far as he knew it was supposed to be him and the client only.

     "That slut swallowing your cock yet?" she said with a wink as she came and
dropped to her knees by the side of the bed.  Her palms cupped her large tits, the
tits he'd fucked the night before, and he saw her eyes drop to watch Kitten blindly
search for the cockmeat she knew was near.

     "Stud, you sadistic fuck.....don't tease the little slut," Julie purred. Jim used
his left palm on Kitten's shiny forehead and tilted her face up slightly.  His right
hand fisted the base of his erection and he lay the bottom of his bulbous cockknob
against Kitten's parted lips.

     As soon as the bottom of his cockhead touched her lips, Kitten's pink
tongue was out and on it. Her tongue swept back and forth across the bottom of his
flared glans like she'd found a sweet, fat lollipop. Jim couldn't help chuckling deep
in his chest at the electric thrills her tongue gave him.

     "Look at that hot bitch!" Julie said lustfully.....so lustfully that Jim had to
look at her again.  Julie's eyes were riveted on Kitten's mouth and her mouth was
even hanging open.  This was really turning on Julie, too. In the back of his mind,
Jim wondered why it was so much.

     Elizabeth heard her lover's voice close by again and knew she was watching
the beginnings of the blowjob she was going to give her client. It was time for her
to earn her money.

     She tried to move her mouth up and over the top of his dick but the hand
on her forehead made it impossible. That momentary extra shot of helplessness was
exquisite to her and she hoped he was going to make her work for it. But then the
pressure of his hand relaxed and her lips slid over the crown of his prick and she
pushed her mouth down around the fat head.

     She heard the man draw in his breath as her lips past off the head and
molded themselves to his shaft. Breathing through her nose, Elizabeth slowly took
three inches of the hefty cock into her loving mouth. Her tongue worked on the
bottom of his shaft, pushing his spongy glans against the roof of her mouth. This
drew added gasps from the man and some more talk from Julie.

     "That's a good slut......suck that big dick! ....your stud is loving your hot
mouth....God, you ought to see his face."

     Elizabeth was imagining his face in her mind; she was still thinking about
Antonio, imagining it was his Latin cock she was blowing. Blind, without the use of
her hands and bent over as if in prayer, she began twisting her mouth in a
corkscrewing motion around shaft as she bobbed her head up and down.

     Julie was loving the lascivious sight of sister sucking brother, of the
innocent farm boy being blown by his sexually liberated, big city sister. Something
that she'd orchestrated, the ultimate sin, and neither would ever know.

     Being an only child, Julie would never be able to experience what had to be
the most intimate, most intense, sex imaginable. Ever since she was fourteen and
she'd heard rumors about some kid at school, rumors about things she'd done with
an older brother, she'd imagined having a sibling of her own. A sister that would
share her bed......but her parents had not considered having another child after
Julie's birth.

     Now she was living out her fantasies through Jim and Elizabeth. Tweaking
her small stiff nipples and rubbing her groin against the side of the bed, she
watched the girl she loved rotate her lips on the top portion of her brother's
crimson-hued member. Jim still had his right hand around the base, holding it
steady under Lizzie's unrecognizable gyrating head. The top of his fist was slick
with his sister's glistening saliva; Julie could see small rivulets of spit on the two
inches of Jim's shaft between his fist and the lowest apogee of Elizabeth's full lips.

     "Feed her that prick, stud!.....Jack it in her mouth!" Julie ordered as the idea
came to her - she wanted to see them do everything. Jim looked at her with lidded
eyes as she ran her left hand on his shoulder. Julie made a jacking motion with her
right hand so he would understand and saw that he got the message.

     'Fuck, Julie, you're gonna kill me!' Jim wanted to say. Kitten was giving him
the best blowjob he'd ever had and she wanted him to whack himself too? 'Oh, I'm
sure that'll just prolong the whole thing.'

     But he knew he had to do what she said; it was part of their agreement.  For
all he knew, it was something that Kitten had requested!

     Gritting his teeth to keep from groaning anymore than possible, he began
stroking his slippery dick and felt Kitten's soft lips bang into his fingers.

     "That's it!  Do it harder...harder," Julie encouraged him and he picked the
pace up, the frequency of his strokes sometimes coinciding with Kitten's twisting
lips and sometimes not. Jim was enjoying the feeling but he didn't think it could last
long. It was all too much.

     Beside him, Julie stood and ran her hands back through her hair.  She
looked like she'd been having sex, all flushed with excitement.

     'God, let me fuck Julie before I leave!' Jim almost prayed. 'Just once
between those legs!'   He watched her legs as she moved her knees on the mattress,
onto the space between the side of the bed and Kitten's hip. Julie's left hand
lovingly stroked one of Kitten's latex forearms as her right hand moved from view
behind the shiny red hillocks of Kitten's upthrust derriere.

     Kitten squealed around his throbbing rod, then began moaning as she
continued blowing him.

     Elizabeth was seeing stars in the darkness before her eyes as she willed
herself to continue sucking the client's prick.  This was undoubtedly the wildest
scene Julie had ever gotten her into. Her body felt super hot in the confines of the
suit, the client was beginning to hump up into her mouth, sending his cockhead into
the opening of her throat while he fisted himself against her lips, and now, Julie's
long finger was working its way in her pussy.  It was only a matter of who would
come first - her or the client.

     Jim couldn't take anymore blowjob - he was going to shoot any second. He
wanted to shoot his load in Kitten's super mouth but he wanted to show Julie that
he could give Kitten more.

     'Fucking her after all this..that'll show Julie!' he decided. He felt himself
beginning to lose control and hurriedly pushed Kitten up and off his hair-trigger
erection with his left hand on her throat. Kitten sucked in a breath and then moaned
blindly at his chest.

     For a second he thought he'd cut it too close. He tightly squeezed his shaft
just below the head and felt his sperm begin the journey from his balls and then
back up as it found no exit.

     "Aaaaggghh," he growled as he waited for the pressure to ease. It did after
about thirty seconds. He opened his eyes, slowly let his hand relax and watched a
thin stream of cum bubble out of his pisshole.

     He looked up to see Julie push Kitten back on her haunches and then she
sat by his stomach and kissed him.  Her lips felt feverish as he was sure his did also.

     He moved his face into her hair and whispered, "I want to fuck her." She
whispered back, "That can be arranged."



                                  Chapter 13

     Elizabeth wasn't sure what was happening.  It had sounded like Julie's client
had maybe shot his wad; he'd groaned after pushing her mouth away. All she could
do was wait and see what Julie made her do next. The bed shifted a few times but
no one was talking. She wondered why the client hadn't spoken, usually they liked
to talk dirty or whisper sweet nothings but this one was letting Julie do all the
talking.

     'He's a strange one...but I like him.'

     The bed shifted again and she felt a pair of feet push against her thighs.

     "Up on your knees," Julie said just to her left.

     She stood on her knees and felt Stud's feet slide under her.  Then she felt
Julie's hand grab her upper arm and steer her forward.

     "Per your wishes, your stud is ready to fuck your hot pussy," Julie's
sensuous voice informed her.

     'Per my wishes? What the hell's Julie talking about?'  Elizabeth wasn't really
surprised; a guy pays what this guy is paying, he's gonna want to finish in what he
was paying for.  And on this occasion, at least, Elizabeth was glad.  There was
something about this guy that really turned her on.

     She felt his thighs filling the gap between her knees and then a pair of hands
wrapped around her latex-covered ass and she was pulled against him. She felt the
hot poker of his cock mashed against her crotch, right against her clit. Wantonly,
she rubbed herself against his hardness.

     Jim rubbed right back at the shiny lapfull of woman, pulling her ass into
him. She was grinding herself on his sandwiched cock like a pro, the rubbery-slick
E-size bust of the suit rubbing into his chest, her slack mouth only nine or ten
inches from her own, her red lipstick all but gone now, the remnants smeared.

     Whoever she was, she really was getting her money's worth.

     "Look at that cockteaser," Julie said from her new position on her knees by
the side of the bed just behind Kitten, the lapdancer. "She's looking forward to
this...her pussy's still leaking all kinds of juice." Julie must have had a great view
between Kitten's spread legs. "Enough fucking foreplay. Pull her ass up, Stud!"

     Jim dipped his hands lower, reaching for the bottom swells of her ass. The
back of the crotchless area of the suit had exposed skin there and it made Jim's
cock throb to think the suit could also accommodate a little anal action. With his
palms full of latex and his fingers dug into her silky ass, he lifted her hips higher.

     Jim felt Kitten's crotch slide off his cockknob and almost immediately his
dick was grabbed by a hand.

     'Julie!'  Jim realized, 'All right, help me fuck her.' He felt Julie slowly drag
his cockhead through Kitten's cunt lips, back and forth, back and forth.

     "Here it is, Kitten.....hard, fat cock.....show me you want it!" Julie now
teased her client.  Kitten begin to undulate her ass, talking with her body.

     Elizabeth could feel his cockhead cruising through the folds of her sex and
it was getting her hotter and hotter.  Every time she'd try to position her pussy hole
on the knob, her cruel roommate would shift it away. She let a loud whimper
escape her lips on purpose and smiled when Julie took pity.

     "She does want it!  Take it, stud......fuck her!" Julie hissed as she brought
his knob into her notch.  Elizabeth felt Stud push upward and his swollen cockhead
slid up into her pussy entrance.

     'God, it feels fucking good!'  Elizabeth revelled to herself as his hands let
her ass go and slid up to her waist. Her body weight and some skillful squirming on
her part began to work his dick up her slick pussy.

     Julie held her breath as she watched Lizzie take her brother's cock, her
fingers lightly playing over his nut sac.  She watched three...four....five inches of
Jim's young manhood disappear up the mouth of his sister's cunt.  His hands were
pushing her down on his flesh spit now, impaling her with her blessing.

     "MMMmmmmMMMMmMmmmmm." Lizzie's murmurs filled the
mirrored room as her descent ended with a good inch of her brother's cock still
showing above his hanging nuts.  Julie knew that was all her lover could take; Jim's
pisshole was riding against the back of her velvety channel.

     'Perfect pussy..perfect!'  was Jim's opinion of Kitten's clutching sexhole. He
once again grabbed her butt, pulled her against him and began giving her pussy
slow strokes, pulling about two inches out and then sending it back up into heaven.

     Kitten had been holding her body as upright as she could but now she
leaned forward, letting her curvaceous slightly-tacky form lean fully against his
chest. Her phony tit inserts depressed themselves to about half their previous height
and Jim found her mouth was right there in front of his own.

     He wanted to feel the wild woman's lips on his, even if only for a moment.
Wetting his lips with his tongue, he craned his neck forward and gave her a quick
kiss. He pulled back and saw a smile play across her lips. He leaned forward and
kissed her again and she was ready for him. Her lips molded themselves to his in a
lusty kiss with her tongue right behind. He Frenched Kitten for several minutes, all
the time enjoying her wet pussy bouncing on his manhood.

     Eventually, she broke their kissing and covered his face with little gasps as
he began fucking her stronger.

     He felt the bed move and looked around Kitten's side.  Julie had sat on the
opposite end of the bed, facing them and watching.  Her left hand was squeezing a
breast and her right hand was down the front of her skirt. She didn't even look at
his face; just at his cock as he screwed Kitten.

     Elizabeth tried to help fuck herself by squeezing his sides with her knees
and using her leg muscles to move her body up and down as she rotated her hips in
small circles, wiggling her pussy on his quickening cockshaft.
"Mmmmm....aahhhhhMmmmm...." she panted as his fucking began to send shivers
through her fiery body. She could feel sweat all over her enclosed skin and knew
she'd be several pounds lighter after the sizzling session.

     She used her cunt muscles on him, squeezing and nipping his wonderful
cock. He responded with some appreciative grunts and began moving faster in her
hovering loins.

     "Fucker harder......throw it up in her!" Julie's voice came from behind her
and her client wrapped his strong arms around the top of her ass, holding her
bottom motionless against him. Then he began lunging upward into her hovering
pussyhole.

     "OOOOooooOOOOOOOOO......MMmmmmMMMMMMM!" Elizabeth
couldn't keep her tongue as he strongly pounded up at her, the bed rocking under
them.

     'This fucker's going to get me off again,' Elizabeth knew as she ground her
itchy clitty into his coarse pubic hair.

     'God, look at them go!' Julie thought.

     She had a great view of Jim's cock being pumped up his sister's scrump.
Her eyes flicked up and down the two straining bodies of the Andrews, catching
every torrid nuance of their unknown incest - the way the fake ponytail swung from
side to side as Elizabeth tossed her head around.....her strapped down hands
clenched tight above her brother's forearms ....her shiny ass jiggling with each
upstroke of her brother's cockmeat.....her sweaty, crinkled sphincter just above the
junction of their bodies....the almost-sheer inner lining of her pussy being pulled
briefly out on each retreat of his thick prick.....Jim's nuts bouncing off the mattress
as he pistoned away.

     'I wish there was some way to tell them..to get them to accept it.  Me and
those two all in our bed....mmmmmmm, what I wouldn't give for that.'  Julie pulled
her hand from her skirt to avoid coming herself; she wanted to satisfy herself with
Lizzie after she hustled Jim out of the room. On the other end of the bed, Jim's
grunts were taking on a new octave.

     'Awwwwshit..wait...wait....' Jim was trying to do a mind-over-matter trick,
trying to fight off his body's need to come, to shoot off in Kitten's milking sex
walls.

     He felt Kitten might be near her own orgasm. Her breathing was ragged
and she was slipping in moans from deep in her chest. He just couldn't wait for her;
he had to hope she'd be satisfied with the fucking he'd been able to give her.

     "SSSSSSSSSSS...SSSSSSSSS....HHHHHHMMMMPPPFFF!"  Jim's
sucking breaths changed to a strangled groan as he felt his balls tighten and his cum
begin racing up his juice-coated rod.

     Julie saw Jim ram his cock up his sister's snatch, his ass coming off the bed,
and he held it deep in her as his groan reverberated around the mirrored sex
chamber. Elizabeth's squeal confirmed what she thought.

     'He's coming!.....coming in Lizzie....in his own sister...God, it's sooooo
fucking hot!' Julie thought as she sat up and leaned forward. Jim's ass fell back on
the bed, then lunged back up again. He held it up her again, his legs shaking. Julie
could only imagine what it must feel like - to have Jim's turgid prick gushing his
cum inside her.

     Jim's hips lowered themselves and Julie saw globs of his seed clinging  to
his cock. His sister's stuffed twat hunched around his trembling cock and more of
his pearly discharge oozed from her clinging pussy flaps.  Julie let the two quiet
down and breathed a sigh of relief that neither had broken the rule about speaking.
There had been that risk in the throes of passion but she'd made sure that each
believed they were doing a tempermental client of hers.  Lizzie was used to some
weird requests but Jim might have screwed it up.

     Now all she had to do was untangle them, get Jim out of the room, have
some quick fun with Lizzie, sent her to the showers and escort Jim out to the
sidewalk.


                                  Chapter 14

     After telling Kitten that she'd be back in a minute to get her out of the suit,
Jim and Julie went back out into the room where he'd disrobed, leaving her client
laying on the bed, still wearing the suit and with her hands still secured behind her.

     Julie closed the door behind them and leaned against it as Jim blew off all
the held-in emotion of the session.

     "Christ, that was fucking great!  Man, that suit.....she had to be burning up
in it. I mean I got a pretty good sweat going!" Jim said as he ran his fingers through
his damp hair.

     "There's towels on that chair, you beast." Julie said, then continued as he
grabbed one and began wiping his chest, "Today was a special occasion. Usually
the wearer wouldn't have the hood on. And, you might have noticed that the breast
portion could be taken off...," she made a motion across her fabulous naked
knockers, "...and her tits would be showing. It's not all that hot that way. But she
wants to keep her anonymity."

     "Come on, tell me who it is! I swear I won't tell.." Jim promised, dying to
know the name of the hot women he'd just enjoyed.

     "My lips are sealed," Julie responded, "It's part of the price she paid.... and
I'm sure she'll be happy with what she bought. I don't know where I'll get the next
stud.... she's sure to ask for you again next week."

     Jim cursed the fact that he'd be back in Nebraska, fucking boring vanilla
Nebraska, by then.  There was no not-going-back; he had to help his father with
the farm.

     "Anyway, I better get back in there and get her unhooked. Wait for me and
I'll walk you out."

     Julie went back into the mirrored room, closing the door behind her. Jim
heard a bolt slide from the other side of the door.

     'Doesn't trust me,' Jim thought but at least he wouldn't be tempted.  He had
to hand it to Julie, she'd planned things in such a way that he'd never know who
Kitten was.

     He wiped off his shrunken dick and armpits and then began dressing. He
put on his underwear and jeans and was pulling on his socks when he realized he
wouldn't mind a glass of water to help cool down.  He went to the bar and walked
around behind it.  There was a lot of bottles underneath but they were all hard
liquor.  He tried the hoses that might have water or some other kind of mixers but
they weren't turned on or hooked up to a tank.

     He'd walked past a pantry door at the open end of the bar and he went to it
and opened it, hoping there might be some canned soda or something.

     Instead of shelves, however, he found himself looking at a long, dim room
with several couches down the left side, end to end. The right wall looked like it
was made of a dark glass.  But that wall should be the mirrored wall of the room
he'd.......

     "Wait a fuckin' minute!" he said softly. He moved past the pantry door and
kept his body against the right wall as he moved toward where the glass started. 
'Glass, my ass! It's got to be a two-way mirror, the whole wall.......bet people use
these couches to watch and get their jollies.... and I maybe get to see who the hell
Kitten is!'  He peeked an eye around the corner, even though he was sure he
couldn't be seen, and looked into the mirrored sex room he'd just used.

     He'd been surprised and shocked by many things since he'd arrived in New
York - his sister stripping in a club, learning about her and Julie being lovers, the
sexual procurement that Julie did on a regular basis - but what he saw looking in
that room made him feel all weirded out.

     Julie hadn't let Kitten out of her suit and Jim could see the two of them
were getting it on. That should not have been weird since Julie was a real sexual
person and Kitten was a kinky wonder. What weirded him out was what they were
doing - what Kitten was doing.

     Kitten was down on her knees in front of Julie, hands still locked behind
her back. Julie was naked now; her skirt was laying on the bed along with a leather
sling of some kind. Julie's hands were holding the still, faceless latex head of Kitten
and Julie was moving her ass. Julie was fucking Kitten's mouth with her dick.

     Julie had a dick!

     "Aaaahhhhhh....Lizzie, I love you....God, I love you," Julie purred as she
pumped her prick in her lover's wet mouth. Lizzie hadn't been surprised when she'd
asked for some relief after she'd escorted out the person she thought was a client;
Lizzie knew how turned on she got watching her with other people. And seeing Jim
and his sister have sex had her oh so fucking horny.

     "AAAaaahhhh....oh, baby, just like that!....aaaahh, aaahhh....I'm close....
aahhhh...yes, yessss....AAAhhhhh...I'm gonna pull out!.... AAAAHHH... ...NOW!
NOWWW!"

     Julie jerked her spasming dick out of Lizzie's mouth and it spat several
ropes of her cum on her lover's latex shrouded face and open mouth.

     "OOOH, Jules!" Elizabeth gasp up at her. "God....ummm.....mmmm."
Julie's body shook with delirious tremors as she finished her pent up climaxation.
She'd been forced to keep her erection strapped away during the Andrews' hot
session but the payoff had been unbelievable.

     Coming back to Earth, Julie squeezed out a last drop of cum on the chin of
the red suit and watched Lizzie's tongue clean her lips.

     "God, that was great as usual!" she said as she helped Lizzie to her feet and
reached around her form to unbuckle the strap that held her wrists.

     Jim had been holding out some hope that maybe Julie had on some
elaborate dildo sex toy but then he saw her shoot on Kitten's face.  It just couldn't
be a fake; but it couldn't be real either. He was looking at Julie's body and there was
just no way she wasn't a female. That ass, those legs, the waist .... there was just no
way.  Take away the tits and she was still a flat chested female.

     'Who are you kidding?' Jim thought. 'She's a fucking guy, for Christ's sake.' 
Thinking back to the kissing and assfucking he'd shared with him made him feel
sick now.

     Julie stood Kitten up and began to undo the straps behind her back. Jim had
to see who she was.

     "There we go," Julie said to Elizabeth as her hands came free. "Now turn
around and we'll get you out of this.....what did you think about the guy?"

     "There was something about him that I really liked  Most guys just want the
suck-and-fuck but he seemed, I don't know, more like he wanted me to have fun as
well," Lizzie said as Julie worked on the straps that held her hood on. "I liked not
being able to see him. But I wish I could have talked to him, you know, during. Do
you think he'll be a regular?"

     Julie undid the final strap for the hood and hooked her thumbs under the
back of the neck portion and pulled it up and off, the sown-in ponytail hanging
down in Julie's face until she cast it on the bed.

     "I wouldn't count on it...he's out of town a lot or so he says," Julie half- lied
as she pulled of the hair net Elizabeth had been wearing and then ran her fingers
through her scrunched-down locks, pulling her wavy blonde hair down off her
shoulders. "But he told me you were the hottest piece of ass he'd ever had."

     Lizzie looked back at her over her right shoulder, her face flushed from the
suit's heat and Julie kissed her cheek before starting on the rest of the buckles.

     "Oh...then I know he'll might be back," she heard Elizabeth say. Julie got
Elizabeth out of the suit and told her she had to see her client off.  Lizzie padded
toward the hidden bathroom door, which was mirrored like the rest of the wall, to
shower and change back into her clothes.

     Julie put on her cockstrap and secured it, then her skirt and blouse.
Stepping into her high heels, she ran her fingers through her long black hair and
tried to get herself together for Jim.

     Satisfied that she was ready, she went to the door, unlocked the bolt and
stepped into the next room, a smile on her lips.

     The room was empty, his clothes were gone and the door to the hallway
was open.

     "Jim?"  She walked to the door and looked down the hall.  Butch was
walking away from the front door.

     "Butch, did he leave?" "Yeah, he just split," Butch said as he sat back down
at his table.

     'Strange....very strange,' Julie thought. Now she'd have to take his sister out
the back way. For all she knew he was lurking out front somewhere, hoping to see
the famous actress he thought he'd fucked.

     "If he comes back, don't let him back in."  Satisfied that she would be able
to keep the two from finding out, she plopped down on the couch and waited for
Elizabeth, feeling very satisfied with the way everything had went.

     Jim Andrews sat in the back of the cab, vacantly staring out at the buildings
sliding by, his mind trying to reconstruct how the hell he'd been tricked into having
sex with his sister.

     When he'd seen it was Elizabeth, he'd grabbed his shirt and gotten the hell
out of there. He knew he wouldn't be able to act straight in front of Julie knowing
that she had a dick and he'd just boned Elizabeth, his own sister.

     His emotions were all over the place - he felt angry, excited, betrayed, sad,
curious. Most, if not all of his anger, was at Julie. And that was all about her hiding
her true sex and then seducing him. All that stuff about not letting anyone touch her
pussy....wearing that little skirt over her leather pants in her bedroom, only taking it
off when she was laying on her stomach - now he knew why!  He didn't like the
thought that she'd been sporting a woodie when he fucked her butthole.

     He was still thinking of Julie as a she, even now, that's how good looking
she was. Her face with those cheekbones, those lips, those legs - those legs could
not be a man's.  Yet she was over 6 feet in height and she had a dick. He really
didn't know what to think about Julie. He did want to think about Elizabeth.

     His sister had wanted to fuck him!

     Ever since the first night he'd peeped at them from the skylight, he'd had
some more than sisterly thoughts about Elizabeth. Then to find out she stripped and
to see her flashing her pussy on the stage, well, that had only added fuel to the fire.

     But, despite his fantasies, he never would have made love to her. Or if he
had, it would have been so awkward that he probably wouldn't have even enjoyed
it. The added pressure to perform and do I have to ask her if I can touch her pussy?
and how do you ask your sister to suck your dick?  He'd have been a basketcase!

     'Maybe Elizabeth would have been the same way - that's why she and Julie
planned the thing this way!'

     That was the only explanation - she and Julie had planned the whole scene
back at the Whipping Post. Her shaving herself, the lie about going to the doctor,
getting there and getting in the suit before he arrived.

     Being taken by Julie to Beth's strip club must have something to do with
what they were up to. Maybe they wanted him to see Beth with her natural bush so
when they shaved her, he'd not think of Elizabeth.  But why even let him know
Beth stripped at all?  He couldn't get a handle on that aspect, there was something
there but the piece didn't fit.

     'I don't fucking believe this!' Jim said as he leaned his head back and closed
his eyes. The sight, sounds and tastes of his incestuous sex washed back over him.
He'd sucked his sister pussy and she'd sucked his cock. God, he'd come in her!

     He wondered if Beth had been in on their plan since he'd arrived. Did she
take a look at him that evening and decided she wanted him?  Or did Julie tell her
about their sex session and Elizabeth just had to try him, too?

     Whatever had happened, what he had to think about now was what should
he do.

     Should he keep quiet about knowing or should he tell them?

     Telling his sister might embarrass Beth but then again, if he told her and
said he loved it, maybe she'd go for a little more.  That would make the rest of his
trip very interesting.

     The more he thought about it, as the cab rolled on, the more he thought that
might be what he'd do. He really had nothing to lose.



                                 Chapter 15

     Jim paced around the apartment, wound up with excitement and
nervousness, for almost a half hour after getting back to the apartment. Finally, he
put on some trunks and went to lie down on a sunchair on the patio. The sun was
well past its zenith but felt good.

     He went through the scene in his mind over and over, how he was going to
lay everything on the line and see what happened. He wanted to sound confident
and in control when he revealed what he knew. And in his mind, he'd played back
his sister's possible reactions.  Maybe she'd apologize and fight off his advances for
the rest of the trip...maybe she'd tell him she was glad he knew, that she and Julie
were going to tell him anyway, that she wanted to fuck him again .... whatever her
reaction, Jim knew he had nothing to lose. She'd tricked him into sex so their
brother and sister relationship had been irrevocably changed at that point.

     It was almost 4:30 before his sister got back to the apartment.  He heard her
call out when she entered but he stayed where he was.  She'd be able to see him
through the open glass door.

     'All right, time to act like a man.... show her you're ready for what she
obviously wants,' he thought as he saw her come through the patio doors.

     "Hey! Whatcha been up to today?" Elizabeth said as she came out into the
sun. She seemed relaxed enough, smiling and moving nonchalantly.

     'Man, is she cool! Spent the day sucking and fucking her brother in a red
sex suit and now she looks like she's back from church,' he thought. "Oh, I had a
really good day," he answered as he flexed his arms and chest muscles, showing off
his body to his sister. She hadn't seen it with her hood on but now he saw her eyes
taking it all in.

     "Yeah? What did ya do? Just lay around here in the sun!" she teased as she
raised her foot and poked his side.

     "No...I had myself a real good workout today.....worked up a good sweat,"
Jim said, not lying as he ogled her legs....the legs that had wrapped around him
earlier. "I wouldn't mind working out like that every day while I'm here."

     His answer had been loaded with double entendre and he watched her face
for some flicker of excitement or fear that maybe he knew. But she appeared to just
take it at face value.

     "What did you do go for a run or something? I hope you didn't go to
Central Park without me?" she said as she tilted her face to the sun.

     "Uh, no...I just did some exercising..um..indoors." Jim said. "How did your
doctor's visit go?"

     "Oh, it was fine...OK," Elizabeth said as she drew her hair back over one
ear in what Jim thought was a nervous gesture. Had he not known it had been her,
he never would have even noticed the gesture.

     "Well, don't stay out her too long...you'll burn."  Giving him a smile, she
went back into the apartment, leaving Jim to ponder his next move.

     'OK.....she's not going to confess apparently..unless she's waiting for Julie
and the two of them will do it together......I'll see how things go when Julie gets
back....Damn!  I wish she'd make this easier for me.

     Well, I'm not going to go back home without getting her to open up.' Jim
vowed as he closed his eyes.

     After another fifteen minutes, Jim got up and went inside to take a much
needed shower. His sister was sitting on the couch, going through some mail and
she told him that Julie should be back soon and they were going to go out to
dinner.

     He went in his room, stripped down and got in the shower. Finished, he
dried off, blow dried his hair and put on some jeans and a polo shirt. He went back
out into the living room to find Julie had arrived back and was sitting on the couch
with his sister, both facing each other.  Their conversation tailed off as he came out
of his bedroom and he wondered if he was the topic of conversation.

     "Why, hello Jim," Julie said dramatically, "Lizzie and I were just discussing
how we've got to do a better job entertaining you." Julie, her face turned away
from his sister, gave him a wink.

     'Don't wink at me, you man in sheep's clothing,' he thought as Julie
continued.

     "You've been here almost 48 hours and we haven't even taken you to one of
our New York's famous restaurants. How does some Mexican food sound?"

     "Uh...great," he said, "Is what I'm wearing OK?"

     "That's fine," Elizabeth said, getting up and heading for her bedroom, "I'm
gonna put on a better blouse."

     That left Julie and he alone in the living room.  She patted the couch next to
her, obviously wanting him to sit beside her but he moved past and sat down in the
chair. She scooted down nearer him.

     "Why did you take off like that?" she asked, pitching her voice lower than
normal conversation. "I might have shared a cab with you."

     "I wanted to be alone...I had some thinking to do."

     "Oh, OK, no big deal...you really made my client quite happy." Julie's hand
moved onto his knee and Jim shot up out of the chair.  To say he was skitterish
would have been an understatement. Knowing Julie was as much of a man as he
was had him upset.

     "I...better get my shoes," he mumbled and headed for his bedroom, leaving
the puzzled Julie alone.

     'That was good, Jim,' he berated himself as he got his shoes, ' Way to be
calm and collected.'

     He grabbed some socks and headed out again into the livingroom. His sister
was back, pulling on some low heeled shoes and wearing a cream colored silk
blouse with her khaki shorts.

     "I hope you're hungry. We were thinking about going early, if that's OK?"
his sister said.

     "Sure, let's go. I'm starving." Jim said, noting the strange look on Julie's
face. She was obviously wondering why he was acting so distant.

     They cabbed to the restaurant, a place called Domingo's, which was in the
lower level of an office building somewhere across the East River. The interior was
done in an adobe like wall covering with a mixture of Latin art work and neon
lights on the walls.

     They were seated at a booth in the back and Elizabeth scooted in first so
she was between him and Julie.

     "Can I get you any drinks?" the waitress asked as she lay their menus in
front of them.

     "Yeahhh!" Elizabeth said. "Let us have three Cadillac margaritas with salt
on the rims. Thanks......ever had a Cadillac before?" she asked him.

     "No, not a Cadillac..I've had margaritas but I didn't think they were all that
great," Jim said as he dug into the chips and salsa the waitress had left.

     "Oh, you probably had some horrible mix...I'm not sure they can make a
decent margarita in Nebraska," she kidded.

     The drinks came and Jim had to admit they were a lot better than the ones
he'd had previously; pouring the shot of Gran Marnier in the drink really gave it a
nice zip.

     The waitress came back and asked if they wanted another round and they
ordered another round and that came soon along with their meals.  And then during
the meal, Jim ordered another margarita while the girls sipped their second drinks. 
At the end of the meal, Jim was feeling mighty good.

     Elizabeth reached in her purse and pulled out a cigarette and lighter. She lit
up and Jim was surprised.

     "I didn't know you smoked?" he said.

     "Well, a girl's got to have her secrets," Elizabeth said with a laugh and Jim
saw Julie and her exchange a glance. He knew what his sister's eyes were saying:
'Poor Jim, he doesn't know about you and me, Julie ....he doesn't know about the
fun we had with him today...how we fooled him....'

     Jim decided to air out some of his sister's secrets.

     "Sis, I know a lot of your secrets."

     'Oh, shit.'  Julie stiffened when Jim uttered that sentence.  She'd gotten a
bad feeling when she'd come out to find Jim gone...it was so unlike him. Up to that
point, she'd had him jumping through hoops. Now he was sitting there with that 'I
know something I shouldn't' grin on his face and three Cadillacs to boost him on.
She just hoped he was talking about her and Elizabeth being lovers; she could do
some damage control on that.  But if he'd found out who Kitten was......

     Jim watched his sister's smile waver, then she took the bait he'd laid.

     "Yeah, right!  What secrets of mine do you know?" Elizabeth said playfully.
"Well, let's see...there's you and Julie being lovers....you stripping in that club of
yours....and that great time you cooked up this afternoon. I tell you, when I found
out it was you..."

     Jim stopped when his sister put her hands to her face and looked at Julie.
He had expected her to be surprised but her eyes began to tear up.

     "Liz, he knew right away we were lovers," Julie said tenderly as she scooted
closer to his sister. "I told you it was a risk inviting him."

     "Beth, I'm sorry, I thought since we, you know.." Jim tried to apologize.

     "All right..." Elizabeth said through a sniffle. "How did you find out about
where I work?"

     Jim did not know how to answer that one. He wasn't sure he should say
Julie had taken him; apparently things weren't as he thought.

     "I took him there," Julie confessed.

     "WHAT!" How could you?" Elizabeth said as she pushed away Julie's arm.
"Julie, you had no right to do that!"

     "I'm sorry," Julie said, "He knew about us and I could tell he would enjoy
it.....I mean, he's not hung-up..."

     "You thought he would enjoy watching me...." Elizabeth's eyes were
flashing with anger now. "And did you tell him I would be there or did you just
surprise him?! No, don't answer that..I know the answer."

     "Lizzie, don't be like this." Julie said.

     "You be quiet!" Elizabeth said to Julie, then turned to her brother. "And
you mentioned this afternoon...what do you know about that?" Jim now realized
that his sister did not know he had been the one that had enjoyed her charms. He'd
misread the whole thing; it had been Julie working alone.  He didn't answer her,
just looked at Julie.  He wasn't going to spill the beans to his sister, let Julie make
up something if she could.

     "Come on, Jim. Look, I'm not mad at you....." she placed her hand over his,
"How did you find out about this afternoon?....What? Did Julie let you watch?!...."

     "Beth, I didn't know it was you..." was all Jim could say.  He saw
understanding appear on his sister's face and she whipped her head at Julie.  Julie
just sat there, using her fork in the remnants of her meal and looking at Elizabeth in
resignation.

     "It was him, wasn't it?......God, Julie!" Elizabeth was sieving now; she
grabbed her purse and scooted against him, wanting to get up and out of the booth.
He quickly stood and she slid out to stand by him, all the time watching Julie, who
just sat there.

     "Beth, I'm sorry, I thought you knew it was me...I never would have
brought it up..."  Jim said.

     "We'll talk about it later....don't worry, it's not your fault...I got to be alone
for awhile...I'll see you back at the apartment" She kissed him on the cheek and
then turned to Julie.

     "You, I don't want to see!.....You find somewhere else to stay!" Then she
walked away, not looking back.

     "Well, Julie. Would you like to explain what the hell has been going on?"
Jim said as he sat back down.  His anger was back up; instead of looking forward
to continuing his sexual activities with what he thought was a wild and willing sister,
Julie now had probably just ruined his whole relationship with her.

     "I think you see what happened...after getting to know you, I decided that
you would like to screw your sister......was I wrong?"  Julie was back to her calm
self again.

     "How could you think that?" he said weakly. "Well, most brothers would
probably leave a strip club if they saw their sister up on the stage...you certainly
didn't leave." Julie put a credit card on the bill and pushed it to the edge of the
table.  "I could tell you liked her for more than a sister."

     "All right, let's assume that I did," Jim said, leaning over to lower his voice.
"Why didn't you tell me it was her and give me the option? Who gave you the right
to make me and my sister.....commit a crime?

     Because that's what it is. A crime." "If I'd given you the option, you'd have
chickened out. As much as you wanted it.  My way was perfect.....you could both
get it and not have any hang-ups.  I must admit that I started the whole thing with
the intention of  getting all three of us in bed before you left.....does that shock
you?"

     Jim had to admit that before he'd seen Julie and his sister through the
mirrors, he would have loved having his sister and her buxom lover in a three-way.
But he knew now that Julie was not a woman.

     "No, what shocks me is that you are not a woman....a female." He saw
Julie's face lose her composure and he liked seeing her be hurt for a change.  "I got
to admit, you really had me fooled.  Were you laughing to yourself when I was
fucking your ass?" He wished he could yell it at her but he wasn't sure that their
voices weren't carrying as it was to the adjacent boothes.

     The waitress came and picked up the bill and went away. "Look, Jim....I
should have told you. I'll admit that I take liberties that I shouldn't....I think of
myself as a woman and always have, since I was in my early teens...I was just in the
wrong kind of body.  When I could get away from home, I started to make myself
into the woman I wanted to be.  You don't know how much work I've had done to
get to this..." she swept her hands down her body. "I just never the guts to go all the
way with my sex change. I don't have to tell you what it's like to have a woman like
a man.....I'm attracted to men and women. I can get my share of guys that want a
dick and a woman in the same package. And women, like Liz.  But when I can
have a man like you, a real heterosexual, and he doesn't know....yeah, it's more
exciting. But believe me, I wasn't laughing to myself.....I was just wishing that I
wasn't such a...freak."

     Jim felt sad for her despite all she'd done. He couldn't really be angry with
her for setting him and his sister up like she had; he secretly wished he could do it
again with Elizabeth.

     "Anyway, you shouldn't beat yourself up over it....I had myself covered up
and I lied to you. All you saw and felt was a woman and I just wish you could see
me as a woman.  If you could do that...I might still be able to bring your sister
around to our way of thinking."

     "Look, Julie....I can't lie to you. I thought Elizabeth knew it was me and you
two had working together...and I brought it up because I was hoping maybe if it
was out in the open and she knew I was OK with it, then me and her might be able
to do it again." Julie smiled at that. "But, you..I mean, I don't think I could ever..."

     "Jim, what is a woman?....soft flesh, tits, a loving mouth, a hole to stick
your dick in? I've got all that....so why not enjoy it? You're a long way from home,
no one's ever gonna find out and it doesn't mean you're a homo....it just means you
like to have a good time. "

     'She's got a point...it'll never get around back in Nebraska....and I've already
done it with her once...' Jim thought. It was hard not to consider doing it with her
again when she looked like the girl from the movie Weird Science only with huge
tits.

     "I'll make you a deal," he said, "I'd like to do it with Beth again...if that
happens, I wouldn't mind if you were to join in.  But, I doubt very much that that is
going to happen....you saw how mad Beth was."

     The waitress brought back the bill and Julie signed it and handed it back to
her before she could leave. Julie stood up and said, "I've seen Liz more upset than
that.....I may know her better than she thinks."

 
 
                                   Chapter 16

     Elizabeth stared out at the East River, twinkling in the moonlight, as her cab
moved across the bridge back toward the island of Manhattan. 'How could Julie to
this to me, to us? There's got to be some boundaries... can't she see that?' she
thought. 'He's my brother and she let him have sex with me! I didn't want him even
knowing that Julie and I were lovers and here Julie goes bringing him to my club,
letting him watch me dance, then concocting that session earlier at the Whipping
Post...... she's changed my relationship with Jim forever, can't she see that?'

     Elizabeth sighed and crossed her arms over her chest, remembering her
brother as he had been getting off the plane.  So innocent back then.  Then she
remembered the way he'd been at the restaurant. How he'd changed.

     She thought more about what he'd said. He'd found out it had been her and
still he'd described the afternoon as a GREAT TIME. How could he call it that? He
knew it was her and he called it great.

     Apparently her brother didn't have the same trouble with this as she did.
And that was the surprising thing...here was her brother, fresh off the farm,
seemingly wanting more loving from his sexually open sister and she was the one
that had the problem.

     But was it a problem? The initial shock was wearing off.....she'd never have
imagined fucking her brother but now the lid was off of that thanks to Julie. She
had to admit that she'd gotten off on the session with her brother; he'd really been
quite good. Elizabeth remembered how his mouth had felt on her crotch, how his
dick had filled her mouth and......Oh God, can you actually think about doing that
again?  Without be blindfolded, looking into his eyes!  Would it be a disaster....or
would it be better?

     She hated herself for even thinking about it.

     She had a choice - she could tiptoe around Jim the next three days and send
him back to Nebraska knowing that their relationship was irrevocably strained or
.....

     "All right.  When we get up there, let me talk with her." Julie said as they
stepped into the elevator of her building.  She and Jim had ridden back from the
restaurant in relative silence.

     'What are you going to say to Lizzie?' Julie asked herself as the elevator
rose. 'I have no idea!'  She'd been putting on a brave face since the restaurant but
she was really worried that she'd blown it with Elizabeth.  She'd pushed her and Jim
into something that was better left alone. And now she had to hope that she could
clean up the mess she had made. They exited the elevator and walked to the door
of their apartment.  She opened the door with her key and walked in ahead of Jim.
Elizabeth was just coming out of their bedroom, now wearing a pair of gray flannel
sweatpants and a T-shirt. Lizzie gave her a look that broke her heart - it more than
conveyed the hurt she had caused. Lizzie walked away from them and went into
the kitchen.

     "She's pissed off. Maybe you ought to talk to her tomorrow morning?" Jim
whispered.

     "It's OK. Just keep out of our way." Julie said and started toward the
kitchen.

     Elizabeth came out of the kitchen carrying a bottle of vodka and a glass and
went out onto the patio without looking back. Julie followed her.  Stepping through
the sliding glass door which Elizabeth had left open, Julie saw her sitting at the
patio table pouring an inch of vodka into her glass.

     "Liz, we got to talk."

     "I'm in no mood to talk. I'd appreciate it if you'd stay somewhere else
tonight...until I decide what I'm going to do."

     "Sure, I'll clear out....Elizabeth, you know I wouldn't have done this to hurt
you."

     "Whatever your reasons, it was a shitting trick to pull...and I may not be
able to forgive you. Ever.  I may move out when Jim leaves."

     "Please, don't say that!..I love you, Elizabeth....I really do.  I can't believe
that you're willing to throw what we have away.....no one's really been harmed by
this....Jim's cool with it...I think it could make you guys much closer..."

     "JULIE! Can't you hear yourself?....he's my brother...did you think I'd just
open my legs for any man you wanted and then laugh about it."

     "Elizabeth, you've always enjoyed whatever I got you into....you didn't
always like it at the beginning but you always come around.  You're a sexual
junkie....you can't get enough.  This could be so good if you'd just go with it."

     "It's incest, Julie, incest!""

     "Do you know why incest is wrong, Elizabeth. I'll tell you why...because it
leads to inbreeding among families. You're on the Pill, so there's not much danger
there. Why else is it wrong? Because way back in the past, women were losing their
husbands to their daughters when they came of age. So the
church...Biblewriters..whoever, decided to make it a sin and keep all the religious
nuts in line. Are you religious, Liz? Do you think you're going to take Jim from all
other women? The answer is no to both questions. Liz, it's all about pleasure...we're
here and then we're gone, so don't look at it like it's the end of the world...it's only a
couple of days.....you can sit there and deny your feelings but I know you. You're
mad at me right now so I'm gonna pack some things and get out of here....just sleep
on it."

     Julie went back inside, closing the door so Elizabeth could be alone. She
headed for their room to grab some things for a few days in case she'd read her
wrong. Jim was sitting on the couch, looking back at her.

     "Well?" he said.

     "She's asked that I stay somewhere else tonight...when you guys talk, don't
say you're sorry about what happened...if it comes up, you feel sort of privileged,
not ashamed. If you project a good attitude...you never know....I'll talk to her some
more tomorrow."

     She went into her room and pulled out a travel bag and small tote. She
packed some clothes and some stuff from the bathroom in the tote. Then she wrote
a short note to Elizabeth saying she'd be staying at the Waldorf that night and to call
her if she wanted to talk. She left the apartment, hoping that Elizabeth would come
around.

     Jim sat on the couch, not knowing whether he should wait for Elizabeth or
just go to bed.  It was only around 10 PM but he decided to head for bed to avoid
having to talk with his sister.  He was no eloquent speaker and he thought he'd just
put his foot in his mouth. He went into his bedroom, undressed and got into bed
where he lay awake for several hours.

     Elizabeth came in from the patio to find that Jim had either left or was
already in bed.  The door to his room was closed so she was fairly certain that he'd
turned in.....he was probably feeling as mixed up as she was about the whole thing.
Or maybe he was mad that she wasn't able to return his feelings. Whichever was
the case, she felt bad that he was feeling bad.

     She turned off the lights and went into her room. Pulling off her
sweatpants, she sat on the side of the bed she usually slept on.  There was a note on
the table and she picked it up and read it.

     "I love you, Elizabeth. Being open to new things has always been our
motto. Please look beyond what you think is wrong and I think you will see that no
one can be hurt by what happened.  I'm staying at the Waldorf tonight. Please call
me at any time if you want to talk. Julie."

     Elizabeth stretched out on the bed, feeling a panicked. She knew she was at
a crossroads in her relationship with Julie.....and with Jim. She closed her eyes to
think and slipped into sleep some time later.



                                   Chapter 17

     Her mouth was full of musky cock, her tongue working the bottom of the
hard shaft as it moved back and forth....strong hands held her head in place as her
unknown partner pumped his dong between her pursed lips.........her knees hurt
from the cold floor on which she kneeled....her eyes were open but she saw only
blackness...she could feel the blindfold tied tightly behind her head....she could feel
a similar cloth tied around her wrists behind her back....the heavy head of the cock
banged against the back of her throat and she whimpered.

     'It's Jim.....it has to be Jim.'

     Suddenly she felt the blindfold pulled away and she looked up into her
brother's face. His eyes burned with a nasty lust as he slid his fleshy erection deep
into her upturned mouth.

     "AAAAaaaahhh, God, Sis! Jesus, what a mouth...man, I love to fuck it!" he
exclaimed as he began humping faster into her mouth, his cockhead beating against
the opening to her throat. "AAAHH, yeahhh, use that tongue...suck it, yessssss!"

     Elizabeth realized she was working on his pistoning prick, her tongue was
swirling on the bottom of his flashing shaft, her cheeks concave as she sucked him.

     "I told you, Lizzie." Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Julie walk around
behind her brother. It had been her hands that had removed the blindfold; his had
never released her head.

     "Wait, Jim, wait," she heard her roommate say and his cock drew itself out
of her mouth, leaving her panting in front of him. Elizabeth recognized the
mirrored wall of the Whipping Post room behind her brother's looming form. Julie's
head appeared over his shoulder and she saw her right hand slide around onto her
brother's chest and her left reach around his hip to grasp the base of his glistening
member.

     "Come on, Lizzie," Julie said as she wagged her brother's stiff peter at her,
"Show me that I was right....I'll hold your little brother and you come take
him.....come on, you know you want to."

     Elizabeth moved forward on her knees, her mouth coming tantalizingly
close to Jim's crimson cockknob. She craned her face forward and her brother's
proffered prick filled her lips again. She began sucking him, willingly going down
on her young brother and she didn't regret it. She loved it.

     Almost immediately, his dick began to jerk between her lips and she felt his
discharge slam against the roof of her mouth. It felt like he was spewing molten
lava..........

     With a start, Elizabeth sat up in her bed, clutching her throat. The
realization that it had all been a nightmare washed over her.

     "Oh, God," she croaked as she swung her legs off the bed. The bedside
clock read 12:42 AM.  She sat there for a moment, her body tingling with the false
emotions of her nightmare. Her nipples were stiff under her T- shirt and her body
felt flushed.

     'That was no nightmare...it was a dream,' she conceded to herself. She'd
read a book on dream interpretations but the meaning of this one had been obvious.
It meant Julie was right - she had the secret lust for her own flesh and blood.

     Unlike other dreams which would fade after a few seconds, the intense
erotic dream she just experienced stayed fresh in her mind. If she was going to act
on her desires, she knew she had to now while she was excited and her will was
strong.

     Jim awoke to feel someone crawling under the sheets with him.

     "Wha?!"

     "Sssssssshhhhhhh," his sister shushed him.

     He felt a leg swing over his and her arm slide across his chest as she molded
her body against his. Reflexively, he hugged her, not sure why she had come to his
bed.

     'Is she just looking for comfort? Or something else?' His body began to
react to her pressure, to her smell, to the possibility that she had changed her mind
about the cards Julie had dealt them. He couldn't stop the blood coursing into his
underwear-imprisoned manhood and he wasn't going to be able to hide it from his
sister. She was sure to feel that he was getting aroused.

     Then, he knew she was there for more than comfort as she buried her face
in the side of his neck and he felt her lips start kissing him there. She shifted her
body further over his, bringing her hips over his, pressing her crotch against his at
an angle.

     Jim let his hands start roaming over her back as he turned his body more
toward her. Through her T-shirt, he could feel her soft tits squashing against his
ribs, his hands could feel the bumpy outline of her spine as they swept down her
back, then his hands road onto the silky feeling of her panties. He grabbed handfuls
of her ass and she shifted over his body completely, her knees straddling his thighs.

     She raised up and Jim could see the outline of her body in the overhead
skylight, the moonlight filtered through her wavy hair, giving her head a halo. The
impression was blown away by the hand she slipped down the front of his
underwear. His sister's hot palm slipped around his half-hard erection and Jim
grunted in pleasure as she went to work.

     'Yeah, Beth! Get me nice and hard and I'll fuck you!' Jim wanted to shout
but he held his tongue to keep the mood as it was. His sister wanted him to keep
quiet was all he knew; maybe she was trying to think of him as someone else. In
less than a minute, he was totally stiff.

     Elizabeth's breath shuddered as she felt her brother's right hand slid around
and palmed her pussy through her panties. His fingers pressed the material up into
her labia as he began frigging her. She gave his fat prick one last stroke and then
crossed both hands at the bottom of her T-shirt and whipped it up and off, tossing
it away with a flourish. She was going to pull down her brother's underwear but he
sat up quickly. He kissed her sternum as his left arm looped around her waist. She
grabbed his head as his lips moved right, across the flesh of her tit as he searched
for her nipple. She steered his mouth to her hard stalk and he took it into his mouth
and sucked strongly. It was like throwing kerosene on a fire. Both of them moaned
at the sinful act and his fingers began kneading her crotch harder. God, he was
getting her so excited.....

     "Ooooooh, Jimmm! MMMmmmmmmMMMM!" she rasped. His hand left
her sodden crotch and he twisted her over on her back, using his left arm and right
hand on the mattress to push him up and over her. His mouth kissed across her
collarbone and moved onto her neck as he now ground his half-covered cock
directly on her pantied pussy. Wantonly, she slid her hands down his sides and tried
unsuccessfully to pull his underpants down as she jackknifed her legs toward her
head, raising her knees to grip his torso.

     "Let me do it," he panted down at her and she felt his right hand sliding past
both of her thighs as he yanked his underwear down. Elizabeth's right hand found
his freed member and she took control of it. Her hand full of her brother's weighty
wand, she curled her left fingers into the opposite front of her panties and pulled
them aside, not even wanting to delay things removing them. She moved his
cockhead down to the opening of her sex.

     "Here..right here!" she gasp. "UUUUMMMMMMMMMMM!" Her
brother shoved forward and his cock thrust through the elastic mouth of her cunt
like a living arrow, right into her juicy pink bulls-eye. Snorting loudly above her, he
worked his prick deep in her belly in one long slow thrust.

     Jim incredulously found himself balls-deep in his stripper sister for the
second time in under twelve hours.  But this time, he knew it was her and it was the
greatest. It was so wrong and he knew it...she knew it.....and that made it damn
exciting. Julie was right; there probably were tens of thousands of people screwing
family members in the country. But there were millions more that would if they had
a chance - a chance that had been dumped in his lap.

     He came out of his exalted state as he felt her hands sliding up his chest. He
opened his eyes and looked down on his sister's face as her hands slid around his
neck and she pulled him down on her sexy body. Her mouth brushed briefly on his
and then slid around to his ear.

     "Give it to me," she whispered. He began moving in her, slowly at first. He
wanted to satisfy her and prolong the whole thing if he could. For all he knew, she
might go schizo and regret the whole thing in the morning....there was no chance
that he would!

     Her pussy felt luxuriously tight and hot around his sliding erection. The
buttery grip all along his shaft was great, almost like being beaten off by a creamy
fist, but he'd lose it unless the pressure eased. He rotated his hips in a circular
motion as he fucked her, hoping her pussy would loosen as they went along.
Elizabeth liked that very much.

     "Mmmmmmm, oh, do it like that, aaaahhhh," she cooed in his ear as her
hands slid down to hold his wiggling asscheeks and her heels moved down the back
of his thighs as she stretched her legs down to wrap his like a python. This motion
spread her thighs wider and he took advantage of the extra room to pivot his hips in
larger circles.

     "Uuuuhhhhhmm...uuuuuhhhhhmmmmMMMM," Elizabeth vocalized
erotically each time he shoved into her.

     Jim took his face out of her fanned hair and raised himself up on his arms.
He wanted to watch his sister's face as they fucked. By the moonlight, he could see
her closed eyes and her slack, parted lips from which little moans welled up from
deep in her chest. He gave a hard thrust in his sister's cooze and watched it translate
onto her face. Her jaw dropped further open and then her eyes opened.

     "Dig that, Beth?" he asked knowingly.

     "Ooooh, yeah," she encouraged him, "You can do it harder...if you want."
Her fingers dug into his butt and she helped him on the next thrust, pulling him into
her as she raised her crotch to receive him. "AAhhh, that's it, Jim, that's it....don't
hold back.....come on, give it to me!"

     "Here, Sis!" he grunted as he jerked his dick out several inches and
pounded it back into down into her silky slot. It felt so good, he kept it up,
dispensing with the hip circles, just going straight in his sister's expanded pussy.
The bed began to squeak as he screwed his slutty sister nice and hard.

     'If our folks could see us now!' he thought wickedly.

     Elizabeth was in heaven. Jim was giving it too her just the way she liked it.
His young crotch was mashing on her bald slit in just the right manner to stimulate
her clit.

     "Beth...I love it!" his silhouette said. "Move your ass....oh, fuck....fuck it at
me!"

     Her brother's unexpected profanity elevated her lust; there was that added
thrill of having her young brother giving her orders like a paying customer. She
tried to comply, to roll her hips up at him to meet his thrusts but he shifted into a
higher gear. The headboard began knocking against the wall above her head.

     "MMMMMMM.....AAAH....AAAAHHH....AAAAAAH!" she hissed as
his manly fuckstick plowed her leaking pussy. She never would have imagined it
was him earlier at the Whipping Post; for a seventeen year old, he was as
substantial as many of the grown men she'd bedded over the years. With the added
taboo element of incest, she was ready to melt away under his animalistic banging.

     "UUHHNHHHG.....OH, shit....UUHHNHHHG!" Jim panted. Elizabeth
knew he couldn't hold out much longer. She knew he was going to come in her
again. She wanted to come as well and she was sooo close. She slid her right hand
down to the illicit junction of their bodies and began teasing her clitty between Jim's
lunges. This sparked electric jolts in her loins and she was sure she would reach
release in a matter of moments.

     "GGGGGGGGAAA...FFFUUCCCCCCKKKK!" Jim cried suddenly and
she knew he had reached his limit. His body stiffened over her, his throbbing cock
stopped halfway into a thrust and she felt the warm torrent of his cum in her
well-fucked cunt. The wicked feeling of Jim's jizz shooting inside her and her flying
fingers sent her off as well.

     "MMMMMMM...OOOOOOOOOOOOO...UHHH...UHHHHHH!" she
wailed as she hunched her spasming sex sheath up at her brother's twitching shaft.
The pleasure was so sweet she thought she was going to pass out. Jim, groaning
like a madman, pushed the rest of his pulsating prick into her rippling interior and
his full weight came down on her body. The two eventually became still, except for
their heavy breathing.

     "God, that was something else," Jim whispered as they clung together, his
dick beginning to deflate in her.

     "It was the best," she agreed and she wasn't lying. He'd gotten her off better
than even Julie had in quite a while. She'd think about Julie in the morning. That
was a long way away and she was sure that her brother wouldn't want to waste it
sleeping.....she didn't either.
 
 
 
                              Chapter 18

     Jim woke up with sunlight spilling through the skylight and a hard-on
digging into his mattress. He rolled over in his now empty bed and threw off the
covers. He sat up on his elbows and looked down at his erect dick.

     "Give it a rest, why don't you?" he said down to it and fell back in the
pillows laughing. His current stiffness was due to a need to piss but last
night..ooooh, last night!

     It had been like a wet dream, him and his sister making love like
newlyweds, unsatiable sex that had seemed so right and yet was so wrong. He
wanted to touch himself thinking about how she'd briefly used her mouth to renew
his erection and then climbed over him and guided it back up in her fabulous
body... oh God, that time he'd been able to go a long time the second time. Beth
had been great, so hot, telling him to stick in his finger up her ass while she rode
him, feeding him her stiff-nippled tits, coming hard on his cock twice before he'd
exploded deep in her....and he still had a few days left, that was the most exciting
thing.

     He climbed out of bed and waddled into the bathroom, anxious to take a
shower and then find his sister.

     He came out of his bedroom, freshly showered and wearing his favorite
pair of Nebraska Cornhuskers boxer shorts, to find his sister sitting at the dining
room table drinking a cup of coffee. She was wearing a short white terry cloth robe
that showed off her legs which she had crossed.

     She turned and looked at him and split into laughter.

     "I guess you can't take the country out of the boy," she said looking at his
shorts.

     "Ouch!" he said, feigning pain as he moved behind her to rub her shoulders,
"I'm surprised you'd still think of me as a boy after last night."

     "Sit down, Jim," she said taking hold of his hand as he moved to sit in a
chair facing her. "Listen, about last night..... if, in the future, you look back on it
and regret it... I want you to remember that I came to your bed."

     "Beth, I don't regret any of it," he said sincerely.

     "Look, you're young...." she began, taking his hand in both of hers and
rubbing it, "I didn't want you getting involved in any of this.."

     "Beth, don't! Don't think that I've been drawn in to this like some
wided-eyed whatever....I dove into this! Fuck, I was thinking about you ever since I
saw you in those tight pants at the airport....and then when I found out about you
and Julie, I mean...wow!"

     "Really?" Beth said, "You thought about me sexually at the airport?!"

     "Yeah, I mean, those clothes were pretty form-fitting...but not as revealing
as that robe." He had been eyeing her exposed sternum and the inside swells of her
nice titties since he sat down. "You probably don't realize the effect you have on
males when you wear something like that."

     After a quick glance down, she said let go of his hand and leaned back in
the chair, "Sorry, Jim. Should I close it?"

     "Don't got to any trouble on my account." Beth smiled at that and Jim let
his hand fall on her knee. "You about through with breakfast?"

     "What did you have in mind?" Beth asked but she knew. His smile and
glance toward the bedroom told her he was ready to sin some more. "Maybe.... but
I want you to tell me everything you've done since you've been here..what Julie told
you..all that stuff."

     "Why?" He didn't want to sit around talking when he could be with her in
bed. His dick was getting hard just looking at her halfcovered mammaries.

     "I just want to know... I'm tired of all the secrets," Beth said.

     'All right, tell her and spice it up a little..get her hot, too.' he thought. "OK,
Beth....well, I got off the plane and met you and was surprised how good you
looked, not that you weren't cute back home, but look at you now." Beth ran her
hand along the opening in the top of her robe at the compliment. "Anyway, we got
back here and I noticed that there wasn't any of your stuff in that bathroom," he
pointed to his room, "and it gave me the idea that maybe you and Julie were
lovers."

     "Damn, I never thought about the bathroom," Beth reflected, "Go on." "So
when you went to bed that night, I listened at your door. I could hear you two in
there."

     "I told Julie we should have waited...Julie was in one of her moods." "You
consider Julie a woman?"

     Beth's mouth dropped open. "I didn't know you knew...I can't believe you
found that out!...I was going to tell you next. And yeah, I do consider her a woman
but she's better than that...you know."

     "Yeah, well, I saw her and you in that room through the two way mirrors
after I left. And I'll tell you why it shocked me in a minute...I mean besides the
obvious reasons...I'm pretty sure Julie hasn't told you anything.....where was I? Oh
yeah. So I hear you guys through the door and I got to see what going on. So I
climbed up on the roof and watched you through the skylight."

     "JIM!"

     "Hey, you said you wanted to know.......so I'm up there on the roof
watching Julie fucking you," he slid his hand down to her calf trying to get her
going and he thought it was working, she was hanging on every word. "And I see
she's got your hands tied down...you like that stuff, huh?"

     "Sometimes...with someone I trust," his sister said, her voice inflection
hinting that he might be such a person.  "But....you didn't see that Julie was part
male then?"

     "No, I thought she was wearing a dildo or something....it had straps?" "Oh,
that's a leather....ah, sheath that Julie wears....it's really for my pleasure," his sister
explained, "it makes her about your size," a smile for him, "and it lets Julie last as
long as she wants since it's not flesh on flesh....so, you didn't watch her take that
off?" His sister's voice was getting a little huskier.

     "I couldn't last that long," he confessed, "I got to imagining what it would
be like to be Julie, to have you like that and I had to...take matters into my own
hands, if you follow me."

     "You jacked off on the roof?!" his sister said, wetting her lips.

     "All over the skylight.....I'm surprised any sun got through the next day." 
Jim could see her breastbone was rising and falling faster than before. His plan was
working like a charm!

     Elizabeth couldn't believe the stuff that had occured without her knowledge.
Her hunky younger brother had whacked himself off as he watched Julie fuck her
tied down body! Normally she would have skinned him for invading their privacy
but it might have been the beginning event that resulted in their incestuous night of
lovemaking which they had both enjoyed.

     'I thought we'd have a regular day like any other sister and brother....at least
while the sun was up. But damn if I'm not excited already! '  Elizabeth mused as
she rubbed her thighs together. She could feel herself slickening from all the
revelations......she could see the tent in Jim's shorts as well. 'At least let him get
through his story..'

     "Peeping Tom," she teased as she moved her foot onto the bulge in his
shorts. His hands grabbed her foot reflexively at the movement at his vital organ.
"Keep going...the next day we went sightseeing and then I went to work."

     "Yeah, you went to work and I was going to go down to that sex show area
near Times Square..."

     "Ugh! That place is nasty," she said.

     "I was horny, what can I say! So I'm going to leave and Julie comes in, asks
me where I'm going and I told her...I wanted to sort of shock her. So she says she
knows some better strip joints and invites me to go out with her."

     "And she took you to my club?"

     "Yeah, we sat in the back and she didn't tell me you were a dancer...then
you came out and I was blown away....I got to admit I got a boner watching you."
Elizabeth gave his erection a toe massage to show she liked the compliment.

     "We could continue this later," Jim said hopefully.

     She shook her head, "Keep going."

     "So, Julie and I left and came back here and we had sex."

     "I could kill Julie," she said with some anger. "I made her promise that she
wouldn't try anything with you...fat lot of good that did."

     "I still didn't know she wasn't all woman..if I had, I wouldn't have done it!"
her brother said emphatically. "She gave me some story about not letting a man
touch her pussy and she wore these pants.." "...with a split down the back?" she
completed the sentence for him.

     "Yeah! and this top made of straps.."

     "I know the one..." she said leaning forward, "She's done it like that with
other guys and they never found out..so don't think you're alone....what did you
and Julie do, as if I don't know." Elizabeth's anger with her roommate had faded by
that time; it was just exciting. Julie was the Teflon lover....she could never stay
angry at her for too long.

     "I fucked her tits and I fucked her heinie," her brother said as his hand
began rubbing her calf again. "I noticed you liked a finger in your butt last night."

     "In the throes of passion, I like a lot of things," she taunted him with the
possibility of having her that way as well. The idea was very appealing; if he was a
good boy, she might let him. Jim bit his lower lip and shook his head as if to say,
'Oh you slutty bitch...I'm going to fuck the shit out of you for that one!'

     "Sorry, I keep interrupting, go ahead," she steered him back into his tale.
"Well, the next morning she came in and told me she had some weird client that
she wanted me to screw.....and I was like 'yeah, let me at her!'  What did she tell
you?"

     "The same thing...she really set us up," she said with a smile now, "I
thought you were really good."

     "Yeah, it was a good time," he said casually and they both laughed. "So
then she took me out in that first room and I was thirsty, I wanted a drink. I looked
around the bar, opened that door thinking it was a pantry or something and then I
saw it was you and that Julie had a dick!....then I ran out of there. And I thought
you knew it was me......"

     "And that's why you brought it up at dinner....," she said as she pulled her
leg away from hands and stood up. She had all the details she needed; the rest she
knew. It was time to take care of her brother......and herself. He remained sitting in
the chair, awaiting her invitation to adjourn to the bedroom, no doubt.  "....because
you wanted to have me again...." she continued as she walked over his knees and
slowly sat down on his lap, facing him, draping her arms over his shoulders, her
robe falling partly open in the process. Her brother's boxer- bulging hard-on
pressed right against her bare pussy like a Hickory Farms beefstick. Jim wuffed in
surprise by her bold move. "...and it feels like you're ready to have me again!"

     "You can say that again!" Jim's hands slid into her robe and grabbed her
naked ass. "God, you got a million dollar ass!"

     Elizabeth felt his hands begin moving her buttcheeks, pulling them open and
then squashing them together, pulling them up and down, in opposite directions.

     She ground her cunt mound on his erection and suggested, "Why don't we
go into my bedroom?"



                                 Chapter 19

     "Mmmmhmmmm....oh..yeahyeah....ohGodthat'sgooooood!" Elizabeth
groaned as her brother worked his tongue into her stimulated pussyslit. She loved
being licked and Jim certainly had a calling for it.

     She had led him to her bed for their sinful morning session, preferring its
king-size space to the smaller bed in his room. Besides which, she had all kinds of
lubricants and sexual paraphernalia in the nightstands in case Jim wanted to try
anything unusual; she could almost bet that he would want to take her in the ass
after his comment at the table and her current position could only remind him of
that untried treasure.

     When they had entered the bedroom, she had cast her robe to the floor as
she walked to the bed. Without looking back at him, she had yanked the cover and
sheets down on her side of the bed and then crawled on the bed to complete the
process on Julie's side.

     She had heard his shorts hit the floor and had felt his eyes drinking in the
sight of her puckered poopshoot and the clam-like folds of her sex, nestling in the
junction of her parted thighs. She lingered in that position, even arched her back a
little to accentuate the sight.

     She didn't have to wait long for Jim to join her on the bed. The bed sagged,
hands grabbed her ass and his nose and mouth dove into her inviting cuntcrack.

     "Oh, yeaahhhhh.....God, Jim!.....aaahhhyeaahhhh......eat me, baby!" His
tongue began teasing the opening of her vagina; rimming, licking, squashing itself
against the mouth of her cunt while his nose snorted hot air against the taut skin just
below her asshole. Elizabeth hunched her ass in his face, moving her saliva-soaked
slit up and down, feeling Jim's tongue cruise the length of her wet pink gash.

     "OOOOoohhhhhfuckyeah...mmmmmHHHMMMMMM!" Elizabeth's
fingers tried to dig holes in the mattress as his left hand reached around and moved
up to find her hanging tits. His fingers latched onto her left nipple and he shook her
titflesh like a dog worrying a bone. At the same time, his tongue forced its way into
her pussymouth.

     "OHGOD.....MMMMM.....that's it!....fuck me with your TONGUE!" she
gasp as she shifted her weight onto her left elbow and threw her right hand between
her legs to rub her clitty. Her fingers buffed her joybutton and beat against her
brother's bobbing chin as his stiffened tongue probed her fiery furrow.

     The combination was too much for her and she felt her loins tear open in
her first orgasm of the hardly begun day. Squealing like a banshee, she mashed her
jittering womanhood against her brother's face, her cuntmouth clamping down on
his buried tongue.

     Jim felt Beth begin to lose it and he fucked his tongue in as far as he could.
Her syrupy quim got incredibly tight all at once, then it began loosening and
squeezing over and over as her wails reverberated through out her bedroom.

     'Fuck, she's juicing!' he thought as fresh pulses of pussy juice spilled around
his twisting tongue. Beth flailed her cunt around so strongly that his tongue came
out of her lush hole with a loud slurping sound. Jim breathing hard, watched her
fingers dip up into her drenched slit, more juice oozed between her fingers as she
fingerfucked herself through the end of her orgasm.

     After a moment, his sister slumped forward on her stomach as she drew her
glistening fingers from her sated pussy. Jim, on his knees between her spread legs,
ran his hand over her soft rear end.

     "Enjoy that?" he said and his sister rose up on her elbows and looked back
at him. Her smile said it all. He ran his finger into the sexy cleft of her asscheeks.

     "I know what you're thinking," Beth said, "and we're going to need some
lube if you want to try it."

     Jim's cock felt painfully hard as it was and the thought of assfucking Beth
was almost too exciting. He'd never even get it in before he came, it was just too
lewd and he was way to wound up.

     "There's nothing I rather try but I wouldn't last at all," he motioned to his
extremely stiff erection, "it wouldn't even be a fuck...more like a quick deposit."

     Beth giggled and rolled on her back, raising one long stripper leg past his
face as it cleared his crouched form. "Don't sweat it...we've got all day," his sister
said as she rose back up on her elbows. "Would you like a blowjob?...it seems only
fair that I return the favor."

     "Yeah, that would be great!" Jim agreed quickly. Her mouth had been on
his dick in both of their previous sex sessions, once he hadn't known it was her but
last night he'd known it was Beth's lips wrapped around his dick and BLAMMO,
he'd gotten hard again real quick. Now she was offering to suck him off!

     "Well, come on," Beth said, remaining still.

     Jim crawled up toward her head, expecting her to roll over on her side and
use her hand to hold him while she blew him. But she stayed on her elbows, her
face turning to follow him.

     "Climb on me .. straddle me," she said up to him. "Sit on my chest and put
that dick in my mouth!"

     'Oh, man!  This is awesome!' Jim thought as he swung his right knee over
Beth's reclining figure and his hands reached down to cup her slightly flattened
titties which were now just in front of his thighs. His dick jerked over them at the
new feeling of power he had now....his sister's mouth was just in front of him.

     "All right, sis, open wide!" he said and she lustfully complied, her tongue
laying out on her lower lip like a red carpet. He moved further up her body, feeling
a nipple on the inside of his leg as he leaned over her, resting his weight on his left
hand as his right fisted his shaft and pushed his bloated head down to her waiting
mouth.  Looking down his body, he watched his cockhead push through her parted
lips and he lovingly humped Beth's hot mouth full of his crimson cock.

     "Awwww, yeaaahhh....Jesus....suck it!" he encouraged his big sister as he
let go of his cock and his other hand swung out to support his weight.

     'God, my baby brother is hung!' Elizabeth thought as her lips stretched
around Jim's superhard whopper. He seemed much bigger than he had at the
Whipping Post and she took that as a sign that he, indeed, wasn't going to last very
long.

     "Jesus....suck it!" she heard him call out above her and she went to work
with her tongue as he began a slow fucking motion between her lips. She closed her
eyes and let Jim screw her mouth as her hands gripped his shins.

     Neither of them heard the front door open and close, even though the
bedroom door was wide open.

                       Chapter 20

     Julie stood in the front door, the keys dangling in her hand, listening to the
sex sounds coming from her bedroom...their bedroom. It was the last thing in the
world that she thought she would be hearing on returning to try to patch things up
with her lover.

     Holding her breath, she slowly closed the apartment door and looked
through the open door of the bedroom. She could see part of a crouched body on
the bed and a hand holding the leg of whoever was on top. 'Don't tell me my plan
actually worked?!' she thought as she moved away from the front door, out of sight
of the pair in the bedroom. Apparently, they had not heard her enter so she moved
toward the bedroom doorway to watch. Before she even got to the doorway to
peep, her question was answered as she heard Jim's voice croak, "Fuck,
Beth!....suck me, Sis!" "BINGO!" Julie whispered excitedly as she peered around
the corner.

     "Fuck, Beth!....suck me, Sis!" Jim croaked as his right hand gripped the
back of her head, his fingers entwining themselves in her curly honey-died hair. He
held her head steady and began thrusting faster in her hot mouth. He was too horny
to last any longer. He could feel the approach of his own orgasm. "Beth, I'm gonna
come!...Gonna come!"

     "Beth, I'm gonna come!...Gonna come!"  Elizabeth heard her brother's
warning and she sucked hard on his pistoning prick as he drove it in and out of her
mouth. She could feel his cum-ladened balls sliding on her breastbone and she was
anxious to feel them blow Jim's load, to feel her brother's sperm shoot down her
gullet.

     Suddenly Jim's hand tightened in her hair and his prick began twitching and
a hot pulse of cum leapt against the back of her mouth. Then, another blast
followed it, stronger than the first.

     "UUUUUUNNNNNGGHGHGGHH!" she heard her brother groan. 
"MMMMPPFPFF," she moaned back as more salty cream gushed against her
dangling epiglotis and over her tongue. His spurting cockhead careened against the
inside of her left cheek, bowing it out obscenely, before he swivelled his hips again
and sent it deep in her captive mouth. She swallowed reflexively as tablespoons of
her brother's spunk splashed on the back of her throat.

     After several gulps, Jim's torrent ebbed. She felt his fingers loosen in her
hair and his weight settled back on her chest as he leaned back. Elizabeth tilted her
face backward until only the head of his cock remained between her lips and she
could look up at him. He was looking down at her with a shit eating grin.

     "Beth, that was super....I want to do it again before I go home." She smiled
up at him around his softening member and then tilted her head back more, causing
his cock to plop from her mouth and slide down across her chin.

     "We got two days.....If you're a good boy, I'm sure the situation might arise
again," she said sexily. Jim rolled off her body and she sat up, running her hand
across her sweaty breasts.

     That's when she saw Julie standing in the doorway.

     "That was quite a show, you guys," Julie said as she walked in the room.
Jim looked at her and then lay back on the bed, apparently surprised but not
concerned that his sister's lover had found them out. "Are we OK now, Lizzie?"

     Julie could see that Liz was trying to work up more anger but it seemed to
dissolve away after she looked at Jim. Then, Liz gave her a smile that made her
heart sing.

     "Yeah, we're OK." Lizzie said, playing with her stiff nipples. "I guess things
have worked out for the best.  I can see now that sometimes it's all right if family
members, uh, redefine their relationships."

     "Yeah, Julie, we redefined it all last night, too!" Jim kidded and his sister
tried to punch him in the leg but he caught her hand. "Easy, sis... go on, tell Julie
how you came to my bed last night."

     "She did!...well, I'm not surprised. Your sister has got a nympho streak in
her a mile wide....that's why I love her."  Julie could see Lizzie was still rearing to
go from the way she was looking at her and the continuing nipple teasing she was
giving herself. If she was right, she'd walked in before they had gotten to the main
event.

     'Well, now they'll have to add another name to the score card,' Julie thought
as she began disrobing.  The Andrews watched her; Jim with a smile and a hand
working himself back to erection and Lizzie with a smile as she now looked
forward to satisfying two partners, two cocks!

                       Chapter 21

     Jim watched Julie strip down, knowing that he would soon have a front
room seat at their make-up fuck. Julie removed her bra and Jim ogled the
remarkable firm round tits that he had fucked two nights ago. He might even enjoy
doing it again, even knowing that Julie was a he/she. And that was saying a lot with
all the homophobia he had in him.

     Julie unzipped the back of her skirt and it slid down her legs to pool out of
his sight on the floor. Julie was wearing sheer black hose and a garter belt. And that
leather strap thing. Jim watched Julie unhook it and when it came off, Julie's
half-hard cock sprang out.

     "I'm glad to get that off," Julie said as she crawled on the bed by Liz. Julie's
hand went onto his sister's legs, stroking them as she leaned into her. Jim watched
them kiss and his dick got harder watching what looked like a lesbians but was
really a beautified man and his female lover.

     'This is wild....and weird!' he thought, letting go of his renewed erection to
not overexcite himself.  Watching from above through the skylight had been
exciting but this was going to be great. Julie took his sister down on the bed, the
two kissing as they reclined. His sister turned on her side, away from him and
facing Julie, their long legs entwining, Julie's hand sliding over his sister's hip to
hold her ass.

     Jim didn't know whether he should join in or wait or what.  He'd never been
in bed with more than one person and he didn't want to spoil their thing.  Maybe
Julie wanted to fuck his sister by herself first. Still, watching was OK for now. He
knew he'd get his crack at his sister later.

     'This is what I want.....Julie holding me,' Elizabeth thought as she sucked on
Julie's tongue and felt her lover grind her burgeoning dick against her thigh. 'Things
are back the way they were before Jim arrived.....and he's watching us!....I bet this
is getting him hard again....they're both going to fuck me before I get out of this
bed!'

     Julie broke their kiss and Elizabeth moved her lips down onto Julie's neck,
sucking the slack skin as she shifted her body downward, her hand moving down
between their molded bodies to rub Julie's dick.

     "Ooooooooo, stroke it, Lizzie!" Julie cooed and then kissed the top of her
head. Elizabeth shifted her hips slightly away from Julie and wrapped her hand
around Julie's stiff member. Julie wasn't as big as Jim; her dick was only six inches
long.  But as part of the whole package, it made Julie more desirable than any of
her previous lovers. With Julie, she could have lesbian and straight sex at the same
time.

     Having the man portion of Julie and the female portion of Julie at the same
time was the turn on for her.  She'd always remember the night they had first made
love. Julie had told her ahead of time about her secret, so the shock wasn't total.
But seeing Julie's hourglass shaped body and an erect penis combined had taken
her breath away. When Julie fucked her that night and at the same time Elizabeth
sucked on her huge hanging tits, well, that hooked her for sure.

     She stroked Julie's erection and kissed down onto her breastbone, pressing
her chin into Julie's deep cleavage. She wanted to suck Julie's little nipples and jack
her at the same time. Then maybe suck on her cock. But Julie had other ideas.

     "Yeah, oh, Lizzie.....Jim, come on.....don't be shy....you know what we
talked about."

     Julie saw a smile appear on his face...he remembered his promise to join
her with his sister. That's what Julie wanted...both brother and sister at the same
time.

     "Come on, Jim...there's plenty to go around."

     "All right!" he said and he slid behind his sister. Julie watched over Liz's
shoulder as Jim moved his hand onto his sister's hip, stroked it for a moment, and
then he moved it down over her ass. Liz whimpered in her titflesh.

     "What's he doing, Lizzie?" Julie asked innocently and Jim smiled broader.

     "He's fingering my asshole!" Liz gasped as she pulled her mouth away from
her titsucking. "Uhn, fuck, you guys are getting me so fucking hot."

     "My sister promised I could do her up the ass," he said with a wink. "I'm
gonna loosen it up a little....I can wait though if you want to go first. I mean, if you
want to fuck her puss."

     'What a sweet boy,' Julie thought, 'Thinking about me first...he still doesn't
realize what I want though.....well, he'll find out....they both will!'

     "Oooooo, that would be soooo wrong!" Julie purred as she snaked her own
hand down onto Liz's wet pussy. Liz gave her boner a strong tug and sighed as
Julie fingered her slick slit. Julie's dipped her fingers lower and felt Jim's hand. She
soon felt that Jim had a finger up his sister's butthole, pumping it in and out.
"Ummm, Lizzie, how does that feel, baby?"

     "One of you fuck me," Liz whined. "I don't care who goes first....or
where." "I want to see you fuck her ass, Jim," Julie said. "You'll love it....she's got a
nice tight tail."

     Liz partially rolled on her back, toward her brother. Julie could see her
pretty face simmering with excitement at the thought of being done backdoor while
she watched.

     "There's some lube in this stand," she said, her right hand pointing past her
head to the nightstand behind Julie. Jim pulled his hand from her ass and jumped
off the bed, his large prick bobbing in front of him. He moved to the stand and
opened it up, looking for the lubricant that would make it easier for him to get his
fat cock up his sister's asshole.

     Julie moved lower over Liz's twisted form and smoothed the hair from her
face and gave her tender kiss.

     "Mmmm, Jules, look what you started," Liz sighed as she released her cock
and ran the hand up to cup her tit. She stretched like a cat, shoving her hips against
Julie, pressing her pussy into Julie's swirling fingers.

     "I knew you'd love it....you're a little nympho!' Julie said before kissing her
strongly, Frenching her as the bed dipped slightly with Jim's return.

     Jim, back on his knees on the bed, looked down on the two female forms
kissing; correction -female-like forms, he reminded himself. In his hand was a tube
of KY jelly; he'd heard of the stuff but never used it before. Now he was going to
get a chance.

     Julie broke their kiss and looked up at him, her eyes falling and staying on
his outthrust erection. He remembered that she considered herself a female. She
was looking him like a female.

     'I bet she'd like to suck my dick,' Jim realized. Part of him railed against the
idea; she'd used to be a guy somewhere back in her past after all. But that face,
those lips, those fucking tits!

     "Your brother is back and he looks like he can't wait...let's lay you out this
way...." Julie positioned his sister on her stomach longways in the center of the bed
and she knelt by his sister's bottom. Beth twisted her torso around and looked back
at the two of them.

     "Jules, why don't I lie on my back and pull my legs back? I like it that way
better."

     "No, baby," Julie said, rubbing her back, "I want him to do you this way."
She motioned for him to get in position and held her hand out for the jelly.

     "We'll do it that way tonight," Jim promised his sister as he moved between
Beth's spread legs, handing her the tube. He loved the sight of his sister's lush body
laying before him - the firm back of her thighs, the half-moon buns of her ass, the
trace of her spine down the middle of her athletic back. He couldn't wait to lay on
top of her and fuck her tight rear end.

     He watched Julie squirt a big glob of the jelly on two of her fingers and his
sister actually reached back with her left hand and pulled her asscheeks open!

     "Don't skimp on that lube," she said to Julie. Then to him, "I'm going to
need it for that big thing," she complimented him.

     "Here you go," Julie said and she smeared the glob of jelly on Beth's pink
asshole. Jim jacked himself slowly as he watched Julie stick one, two and then
finally three lubricated fingers in Beth's backdoor opening, much to Beth's delight.

     "Mmmmmmmm..mmmmmmmmm.....oh, yeah.....now, do his dick," his
sister encouraged Julie. Julie squirted another glob of the KY into her hand and
quickly wrapped her hand around his jutting manhood before he could express any
reservations.

     "Let's get your dick nice and slimy," Julie said huskily.  Her hand
corkscrewed up and down his shaft several times, smearing the jelly all over, and
then she wiped her palm on the head, leaving it coated as well.  Julie tossed the
tube away and wiped her palm across Beth's bottom several times before giving it a
whack.

     "Lift that ass up for your brother!" Julie ordered his sister and she did,
raising her bottom like a bitch in heat, keeping her shoulders on the bed. Julie
shooed Beth's hand away and used her own hands to spread his sister's gorgeous
tush.

     "OK, Big Jim. Come and get it...I want you to stick that slowly up her ass!"
Julie said hotly.

     Jim scooted closer, using his left hand to steady his sister's bottom and the
right to direct his glistening cocktip against her puckered anus.  He pushed against it
and the skin around her asshole dimpled inward as he exerted strong pressure.

     "That's it...keep pushing..it'll pop in," Julie coached him. He pressed harder
still and felt his glans bust through her tight sphincter ring.

     "Aaaww, shit, it's in!" he exclaimed excitedly. The skin around her asshole
seemed to ride a little ways up his shaft as it sprang back to near its original shape.

     "MMMMmmmmm....God, it feels huge!" Beth grunted. "Go slow!"  "Just
stay still," Julie said, "Let her get used to it.....this is quite a sight, Lizzie...your
brother's dick sticking in your ass." Julie ran her fingers around the stuffed rim of
his sister's shithole and Beth mmmmmmmmmed somemore. Jim released his dick
and ran his right hand under to play with his sister's bare pussy. Her mmmmmms
turned to aaahhhhhhhhhs and she raised herself up on her hands into the classic
dogstyle position.

     "Come on...push it in!" she said, looking over her shoulder at him. Jim
moved both hands around her waist and pulled her back at him as he leaned into
her. Two inches of his dick disappeared into her tight bowels.
"OOOOOWWW.....no, its OK, more, keep pushing," Beth said through gritted
teeth, her eyes closed in obvious discomfort. Jim wasn't sure he wanted to if it was
going to hurt her but his sister humped her bottom back at him and another inch
was gulped up by her gloryhole.

     "Oh, Lizzie! God, it looks so hot...that's it, Jim...shove it in her....there it
goes...more...it's getting easier now....look at her ass suck it in!" Julie did the
play-by-play of the beginning of their incestuous assfuck.

     Jim had almost all of his cock up Beth's gripping anal grotto and decided
that it was enough. He began pulling it out, fascinated by the way the inner lining of
her ass clung to his greased pole. He extracted three inches and then slowly pressed
it back in.

     "Yeeeeaah, fuck her ass....it's tight but it'll loosen...then you can really give
it to her," Julie promised and sure enough the next push back in went a little easier.

     "Fuck, you're tight, Beth!.....aaahh, yeah...I'm fucking my sister's asshole!
Shit, it feels great!" he gushed, knowing everyone else in the room was enjoying the
whole scene.

     "OOOOOoow....MMMMMmMmmmm.....MMmmmmmm," Elizabeth
vocalized every thrust of Jim's wide impaling manhood as it moved in and out of
her derriere. The initial pain had faded to only discomfort and that was even
beginning to disappear; in it's place would be left a wonderful kinky fullness, if it
was anything like her anal sex with Julie.

     "Oh yeah, Beth...move that ass back at me!" her brother called and she
realized she had begun to move with him, working her butt back at him as he
pushed in. The feeling was wild - getting fucked in the ass by her hunky little
brother while her he/she lover watched. Her pussy was dripping with juice and it
was going to get juicier when she got off. All anyone had to do was finger her
powderkeg clit and she'd go off.

     "Fuck me, Jim...do it harder," she groaned and her obedient sibling socked
his cock in harder, making her tits sway and her mouth fall open. She felt Julie
moving up near her shoulders and she turned her head the other way, toward Julie.
Julie bent at the waist to kiss her again and Elizabeth felt Julie's right hand moving
under to massage her dangling breasts. Elizabeth mewed in her mouth as she
pinched one of her hard nipples and her brother humped his hot spike up her ass
again.

     "Hot enough for ya?" Julie whispered as she broke their kiss. Before she
could answer, Julie straightened up and moved further in front of her. She realized
why when Julie's cock bumped against her lips. She looked up at her lover and saw
her looking down expectantly.

     "Come on, Lizzie...let's make it both ends!" Julie said as her fingers gripped
the side of her head and moved her mouth to the oozing end of her own hard cock.
Elizabeth took the familiar cocktip into her mouth and used her tongue to lap up the
pre-cum that Julie always seemed to be emitting.

     Julie felt Lizzie's tongue trying to worm its way up her pisshole and moved
her dick further in her mouth to alleviate the tickling sensation. Lizzie's tongue
moved under the bottom of her shaft, welcoming her in. As she started to suck,
Julie brought her right hand up to tweak her own stiff nipples.

     "That's my girl...suck that dick..aaaahhhh, yessss...suck it!" she hissed,
throwing her head back. Julie was a big oral sex fan and her Lizzie never left her
unsatisfied. She could suck cock like a pro, which is what she was if you counted
her work at her club. Some nights they would just take turns using their mouths on
each other until Julie could go no further - she had yet to find Lizzie's limit!  Julie
felt Lizzie's hot mouth moving back and forth on her cock in synchronization with
the sound of slapping flesh. She looked down at Jim and saw it was his thrusts into
his sister's ass that was propelling his sister's lips around her own erection.

     "Enjoying yourself?" Julie asked naughtily. Jim looked up from watching
his cock pistoning in Lizzie's tushhole and his eyes took in the fact that his sister
was blowing Julie at the same time he was boffing her up the butt.

     "How's sis sucking ya?" he replied, getting into the spirit of things.

     "I don't have to tell you how good she sucks cock...aahhhh....your sister
must like us talking about her...she's doing some great things with her
tongue.....aaaahhhhh, yeahhhh!"

     Julie watched Jim lean over his sister, his hands sliding up her sides, dipping
under to no doubt play with her tits. He kissed her down her back several times as
he straightened back up, looping his right arm around the front of her hip, reaching
under her.

     Lizzie moaned around her mouthful of cock and then began to wail around
it as she came.

     "WWWWHHHMMMFFFF..MMMMMMmMMMmM," Lizzie's muffled
moans filled the bedroom as her hips undulated in release.

     Julie grabbed her head and kept her mouth full, enjoying the vibrations of
her roommate's orgasm coursing through her blood-engorged prick. Julie could see
Jim trying to keep her bucking hips under control, wrapping both arms around her
waist and putting his chest back on her back.

     "She's coming!" Julie announced needlessly.

     "Man....unnnngh....fuck, her asshole is squeezing....aaahhhhh, man!" Jim
gasp as he held on for dear life. Soon, Lizzie became stiller, coming down off the
peak that she had been led to and then thrown off.  Julie felt a weak sucking motion
start on her dick and that told her Lizzie was back with them.

     'That was good..this is going to be better!' Julie thought, psyching herself
for what she'd dreamed about back in the shower after first laying Jim two nights
ago. Jim had withstood his sister's anal milking without shooting his own load, so
the time was right.

     Julie pulled her dick out of Lizzie's mouth and sat back on her haunches,
raising Lizzie's face with a finger under her chin.  Her green eyes were swimming
with post-orgasmic euphoria. Julie leaned forward and kissed her lips, enjoying the
heat they gave off and the slight taste of her own manhood.

     "You OK?" she asked.

     "Mmmhmmmm...Jim played with my clit and....I just went off....I'm gonna
come again...God, his cock feels good.......he's my brother..." she trailed off as Jim
began screwing her bunghole again.

     "Jim, wait," Julie asked as she walked on her knees around his sister's
crouched figure. "You two roll on your side," Julie said motioning him to fall away
from her, "and keep your dick in her ass...that's it, on your side."

     Jim performed the maneuver perfectly, wrapping his right arm under her
stomach and letting his weight swing them on their right sides. Jim scooted his
upper body against his sister's heavily breathing body, his left hand reaching over to
cup and squeeze her right breast. Lizzie tilted her head back toward her brother and
Jim kissed the side of her cheek.  Julie lay facing them on her left side, scooting
close also. Her right hand slid between Lizzie's knees and she raised Lizzie's left
thigh up toward her stomach. Then with a firm grasp under the back of her knee,
Julie pushed the leg up and back toward Jim, exposing Lizzie's crotch which was
Julie's intention.

     "Raise this leg." Julie said and Lizzie did, in a sexy way, like a stripper. She
bent it at the knee, and raised it toward her head, used her right arm to hook herself
behind the knee and then, as the creme de la creme, pointed her foot straight up at
the ceiling.

     'I must be a sight...my brother's dick up my ass and posing like this,'
Elizabeth thought. The cooler air of the bedroom felt good on her heated crotch,
she could feel the sweat and juices down there.

     "Just like that, Lizzie...now, I want you to keep that leg up for us," Julie
said, moving in to kiss her lips again. Elizabeth closed her eyes and took Julie's
tongue into her mouth, enjoying the incredible closeness of their three bodies. With
her eyes shut, she felt Jim's fingers pulling on her nipple like a TV knob, really
getting it hard, Julie's tongue retreating, not letting hers follow, Julie's lips nibbling
on her chin, Julie's legs moving on hers, between hers, something rubbing against
her pussy....no, entering her pussy!

     "JULIE! Omigodddddd!" she squealed as Julie's cock forced its way into
the mouth of her neglected pussy. Her eyes locked with Julie's.

     "Keep your leg up, Lizzie!....God, you're tight with Jim's dick up your
rear..... oh, baby, we're going to make you feel so good!"

     With that said, Julie thrust up into her feverish pussy, her cock battling for
room in her bowels with her brother's buried and still dick.

     "AAAWWWWW...Oh, JULLIIIIIEE!" she groaned as the first all-natural
double penetration of her life began. She and Julie had done some things with
dildoes and butt plugs and the like but Julie had never invited another man to do
her at the same time this way.

     "Oh shit, I can feel that!" Jim said over her shoulder, "Fuck, I can feel Julie
like she was right against my dick!"


   "Start fucking her," Julie said. Elizabeth gasped as her brother pulled
several inches out of her asshole and Julie thrust the rest of her cock up
into her captive belly. "Oh, Lizzie..oh, baby....get ready for the hottest
fuck of your life!"
   Her two horny, beautiful, loving partners sandwiched her body
between them and both began thrusting in her cramped holes, gradually
getting a rhythm going where one cock was going in as the other was
going out. Elizabeth had never imagined sex could feel so fantastic.
   "AAAAAWWWW...FUCK ME!..OH FUUCCCCKK MEEEE!" she cried
out as her body rocked between Julie's soft body and Jim's muscular
body. She closed her eyes and tossed her head as hands massaged her
tits, kisses covered her face and neck, fingers worked her ragged clit
and hot flesh filled her crotch to overflowing.


   Jim hugged his sister to him and continued cornholing her like there
was no tomorrow. Her tight asshole and the added rubbing of Julie's
pumping cock through the thin tissue separating her holes were working
him quickly to another climax.
   "Bettthhh!....ah, fuck, take my dick!..ah Jesus.....Sis, I'm gonna
shoot...right up your ass!" he promised. He tried to think about something
else but he obviously had no luck - he was double fucking his sister and
nothing was going to stop him from coming!
   "Hold on, Jim..." Julie's own strained voice encouraged him, "I'm
almost there, too....fuck it back at me!..yeah, Liz....throw that pussy on
me!...I'm ready .... fuck her hard! ....don't wait for me!"
   Jim felt Julie's cock begin to fly in and out of his sister's bare pink
snatch and he joined her, moving his left hand to the grip the underside
of Beth's splayed crotch just above their pistoning pricks. The bed shook
and squeaked as they plugged his babbling sister.
   "UUUHHHFUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKMEOHGODGODFUCCKKK!" Beth
shouted, her body jerking between them like she was having a seizure.
Then the decibels went off the meter. "YYYYEEEEEEEIIEEEEEE!"
   Jim felt that now familiar deathgrip along his flashing cock, forcing
it to slow like a man trying to run through waist deep water. Her quaking
asshole literally jerked him off.
   "I'M CUMMING!..UUUNNNGGH...UUUNNNNNNGGHH...FUCCK!"
Jim let the flood gates open and his eyes rolled back in his head as he
spewed his jizz way up his sister's trembling anal canal. He came so
hard his nuts hurt but he wanted it to keep on going, it hurt so good.
   He pushed his twitching dick as far in as he could and felt Julie's
driving cock do the same. Julie's strangled cry told him she was shooting
off as well. He felt her cock do a series of short, hard thrusts, each
accompanied by a groan from Julie and his sister. He knew each thrust
was a fresh squirt of Julie's cum, filling his sister's groovy snatch with
he/she cream.
   Eventually, they all lay still, cocks deflating in Beth's stretched and
sore crotch openings, kisses and stroking hands communicating how
wonderful the morning had been.
   "I love you, Lizzie," Jim heard Julie whisper to his sister and he
raised himself up to look over at the kissing pair. Julie saw him and gave him
a
wicked smile. His sister turned her face up to him and then rolled her
shoulders enough to swing her arm around his shoulders.
   "I love both of you," Beth said and he kissed her like a lover, not a
sister.

                                 EPILOGUE

   "ATTENTION. FLIGHT 623 TO CHICAGO IS BOARDING ALL
ROWS..."
   "That's me," Jim said sadly, holding his sister's hand as they sat near
the boarding ramp.
   "Don't be such a gloomy Gus," Beth said, squeezing his hand and
kissing him on the cheek.
   "What did you expect, Liz? After all, he's leaving us two sexy
creatures behind," Julie teased, from his other side.
   "Well, not forever." Beth promised. 
   "That's true," Jim said confidently, "And until then I've got plenty of
memories to last me."
   "Not to mention those Polaroids!" Julie sexily said as she kissed his
other cheek. Their last night had been captured on Polaroids and a
camcorder; the girls would keep the camcorded chronicle.
   "Hide those good," Beth said, kissing his ear.
   "I better get on board...before you two get me going again."
   He stood up and they walked over to the gate. There was about 20
guys in Army uniforms in line to board and their heads all swiveled
toward him and his two shapely companions.
   "Look at those wolves," Julie kidded as they mentally undressed her.
Boy, would they be surprised!
   "Yeah, I think we ought to show them who we're with," Beth said and
she turned his face to her and kissed him hard, with lots of tongue. He
felt Julie leaning against him, her hand going to rub his crotch. As fast
as their little show began, the girls disengaged themselves and headed
back down the terminal, waving good-bye and then hugging each other
as they shassayed out of sight.
   Jim turned around to find the Army grunts staring at him.
   "If you got it, you got it!" he said.

THE END

Chile Peeler - 1996

