Dana and I had been together for almost three years, and our sex life was in the doldrums.  It’s not as if the sex was bad; it had just gotten routine. God help me but it was getting boring.

We had sex once, possibly twice a week.  It was fun; we had good orgasms and we knew how to push each others buttons: once in a while Dana would fuck me in the ass, and once in a while I would give her a good spanking.  Maybe that was part of the problem; we knew each other a little too well, knew just what buttons to push.  There was no spontaneity, no experimentation.  It hadn’t been like that at first.  In the beginning, we had been firecrackers: constantly at it, always in the sack, experimenting and pushing each others limits.  At some point, I don’t know when, sex had become a habit.  A nice habit to be sure, but a habit nonetheless.

I found myself looking and flirting more and more, and spending more time checking out porn on the internet.  This trend made me sad, because I love Dana, and I wanted to be her girl forever.  But I didn’t stop looking.

It was late June, and we were suffering through the first heat wave of what promised to be a long and stifling summer.  Dana and me were hanging out in the bedroom in front of our first big purchase together: the air conditioner.  We both had our period that week, so sex was off the menu.  A year ago that wouldn’t have stopped us; it wouldn’t even have slowed us down.

“Jonathan called me up yesterday.”

“Yeah?”  I rolled over languidly.  Jonathan was Dana’s little brother; he had just graduated from high school, and would be starting at NYU in the fall.

“He was wondering if he could stay with us for a while this summer before school starts.”

“Sure” I said “Why not? He’s a neat kid.”  Dana and I shared a rent-stabilized one bedroom apartment in Williamsburg.  By some standards it was small, but to us it was practically a mansion.  There was a futon couch in the living room that could be used as a bed by guests.

“Cool” Dana said “I’ll let him know.”

“Did you warn him about New York City in the summer?”  We were both in bra and panties, barricaded inside the only cool room in the place.   And it was still only June.


“Well, it’s his funeral then.”


A few weeks later, Jonathan showed up on our stoop.  He was a neat kid; I had already met him a couple times by then.  Dana’s family had been very understanding when she came out of the closet; they had had us up to their house for dinner, and I had spent last Christmas with them.  I guess it’s never easy, but they had all tried real hard.  They had been a lot cooler than my own family, that was for sure.

Jonathan was a skinny, sandy-haired kid, with glasses and a cute little pony tail.  He was 19, and bouncing off the walls with energy.  He was smart and funny (much like his older sister), and it was good to have him around.  We set him up in the living room.  He didn’t come with much in terms of clothes and things. Guys, how do they do it?  We all got along really well, though truth be told we didn’t all hang out together very often.  Dana and I both worked full time, and Jonathan took to the city like a fish to water.  He spent all his time in the parks, galleries, and museums, sketching in his pad.  He had some talent, that kid.

Dana and I had to be a little more careful about walking around the place topless, and leaving dildos laying around; but if Jonathan found it strange living with two lesbians, he was polite enough not to say anything.


I got home from work early, which was nice because I would still get paid for a full eight hours.  I was through the door and into the living room before I even noticed.  I don’t know who was more embarrassed.

Jonathan was stretched out on the futon, naked from the waist down, with his (sizeable!) erect cock still squeezed in one hand.  A DVD was playing on the tv. One of our DVDs; punk rock girls with pink hair and piercings fucking each other in the ass with some exceptionally large and exotic dildos.

I don’t think either one of us knew what to say at that moment.  I stood there for a moment, my mouth hanging open I’m sure, like some dopey cartoon character.  Jonathan was frozen, mid stroke, on the futon.

“Excuse me, I’m so sorry” I said, and turned around and walked straight out the door.  I went for a long walk, which ended up in a bar near the river, and it was getting dark by the time I went home.  Dana was there, but Jonathan wasn’t.  I didn’t mention the incident to her.


I didn’t find myself alone with Jonathan for another week.  Things were a little weird in the mean time- he gave me a look, I gave him a smile, he blushed, I looked away –but not very weird.  It really wasn’t a problem.

That Friday, I didn’t have to work until late.  Dana kissed me and left for work; I slept in.  After my shower, I sat down at the kitchen table to my coffee and corn flakes.  That was when I noticed Jonathan.  He was laying on the futon, wearing boxers and a t-shirt.  I was embarrassed that I hadn’t noticed him. I didn’t want him to think that I was ignoring him; I’m just dense in the mornings.

“Hey Liz” he said “I’m really sorry about last week.”

“Don’t worry about it” I said “It’s really not a problem.” I laughed a little “Plus, if we didn’t want you checking out our porn, I guess we shouldn’t have left it lying around.”

“Um thanks”

“Just don’t leave any stains on the couch.” That got a laugh. “It’s not like Dana and me haven’t left any stains of our own there” Another laugh.  “Want a cup of coffee?”

“I don’t usually drink coffee.”

“Well, it’s time you started.”

He got up and poured himself a big glass of orange juice and joined me at the table.  He still had bed head, and looked really cute.

“Can I ask you something Liz?”

“Shoot.  Ask away.”

He blurted it out in one breath “What do girls get out of it anyway?  I mean the, you know, the anal sex thing?”

Wow, that wasn’t what I had been expecting, not at all.  “Um, I don’t know” I said “It’s kind of forbidden and naughty, um but mostly it uh, just feels good.”  We were both blushing now, and then we both had to laugh at how embarrassed we both were.  “Have you done that with a girl yet?”

Now Jonathan was really blushing.  It was awful darn cute.

“Come on now” I joshed “didn’t you ever fuck some cute little high school girl up the butt?”

If he turned any more red, he could have easily been mistaken for an outsized tomato.  “No, actually” he managed “I never did that.”

We both got the giggles.  When I could talk again, I asked “You’re not a virgin then, are you?”


“No!  You’re not, are you?”

“What if I was?  Is that so bad?”

“No… not at all.” I floundered “Some of my best friends are still virgins” Now that was patently untrue. “I didn’t lose mine until I was twenty.” That was true.  “It’s not a big deal.  Not a big deal at all.  I’m just surprised, that’s all.”

Now I was the one who looked like a tomato.

“So it really feels nice?”


“You know… doing it in the butt.”

“Oh yeah” I said “really good.  If you ask me anyway.”

“It’s funny” he said “I always thought that it was something that guys did to girls… or gay guys did to each other.  I always thought that it would just hurt for the um, the person who…”

“Who gets fucked in the ass?”

“Yeah, that.”

“Nope, it’s not supposed to.  Not if you do it right.”

I couldn’t believe I was having this conversation, not with my girlfriends’ kid brother.  I guess he couldn’t believe it either.  He got up and got a bowl of cereal.  I couldn’t help noticing that there was a lump in the front of his shorts.  A pretty nice looking lump.  I could hardly blame him; I realized that I was physically excited myself.


That night, after I got home from work, I pounced on Dana.  Jonathan was asleep on the couch; Dana had stayed up reading, waiting for me to get home.  It was sweet of her.

I couldn’t get naked fast enough.  She was still wearing panties.  The air conditioning felt nice on my skin.  It was hot as fuck in the rest of the apartment.  I fell onto Dana, kissing madly, touching and caressing, squeezing and grabbing.

“Ooh, You’re a tiger tonight” she said “Lucky me!”

“I am so fucking horny!” I whispered in her ear “I can’t wait to fuck you hard.”

“Oh Baby” she arched her back to give me better access to her fantastic breasts “Come on and fuck me now!”

At that moment, that was all the invitation I needed.  Foreplay is awesome, don’t get me wrong, but sometimes you need to cut right to the chase.  I got up and started fumbling with the straps on our harness.  I realized that it had been a couple months since we had even used the thing.  Dana was peeling off her black panties.

“God Liz, you look so sexy wearing that thing!”  A large purple dildo protruded lewdly from my crotch, bouncing up and down as I moved.

“Call me Jonathan.”


“Say it.”

“Well, you’re quite the kinky one tonight”

“Say it.”

“Come on Jonathan…” she couldn’t look me in the eye “Come on little bro, come fuck me with that delicious cock of yours!”

I could tell just from looking that she was super turned on: her pussy was all swollen and she was practically making a puddle on the bed.  Her clit stuck out like a hard little eraser head.  Me, I was soaked.

“Suck my dick Sis.”

“Shh!  He’ll hear.  You’ll wake him up!”  Jonathan was sleeping (I hoped) just the other side of our thin bedroom wall.

“Go on, suck my dick.”

She licked and slurped the dildo while I pinched and pulled her sensitive nipples.  She looked really sexy like that: kneeling on the bed with her mouth full of my purple dick; but neither of us could wait much longer.

I pulled out of her mouth, stood over her, mock threatening.  “You want your brother’s dick now?”

“Oh yeah Jonathan, come on and fuck me.”

“You want me to fuck you with my big virgin cock?”


“Oh Yeah.”

“Please fuck me now Bro.”

I knelt between her spread legs, teasing the outside of Dana’s drooling pussy with the head of the dildo.  I couldn’t believe how turned on we were.

“Where do you want me to fuck you Big Sister?”

“My ass.”

Funny, usually it was me begging for attention in that particular hole.  “You want me to fuck your ass?”

“Oh… put in my pussy then in my ass.”

I couldn’t tease her any longer.  I thrust forward, burying my artificial cock in her juicy pussy.  It felt so good to be inside her.  I fell on top of her, squishing our boobs together, humping her pussy and kissing her.  “You like having your little brothers’ cock in your pussy?”

“Mmm Jonathan… Oh so good… Oh yeah…”

I love watching Dana come.  Her eyes squeezed tight, her breasts flushed red and her breath came in little gasps.  I felt so powerful at that moment, plowing her sweet pussy as her body shook with orgasm.  I kept on fucking her.

“Oh Jonathan, fuck my ass right now.”  Dana had a far away look in her eyes.  I pulled the shaft out of her.  It was liberally coated with her juices.  Her come looked really sexy spread all over my cock.

“Should I grab the lube?”

“I don’t think so… think I’m plenty wet already.”

I was playing with her tiny little brown hole with my index finger.  I’d fucked her there a couple of times in the past, but we had always had to take it super slow.

“Put it in Little Brother… Put your cock up my ass right now!”

Well, I wasn’t about to argue with that!  I maneuvered the end of the dildo against her puckered little opening.  Gently, slowly, I pressed forward a little.  She pressed back against me.  Entranced, I watched as her body opened up for me.  The fat dildo slipped right up inside her.

My cock was all the way up her butt.  Her cunt was spread obscenely in front of me, juicy and swollen.  Her clit was more erect than I had ever seen it.  It looked like a big fat pink pearl perched at the top of her pussy.

“Do you like that?  You like having your brother’s cock up your ass?”

“Oh yeah!  Oh Jonathan… it’s so good… so nasty!  Oh God yeah Jonathan, fuck my ass with that cock… yeah, do it Bro!”

Now I was the one who was worried about Jonathan hearing us.  I fucked her ass, hard and deep, reveling in the sight of my lover squirming on the end of my cock.  Dana played with her nipples, pulling and twisting as I fucked her.

“Oh Liz it’s so good… I need you… I need your pussy on my mouth.” No argument from me! “Leave it in me though.”

I disentangled myself from the strap-on harness, leaving the purple dildo buried in Dana’s ass.  It was then that I realized just how wet I was: my thighs were totally covered in joy juice; sticky strings of come leaked from my slit.

We arranged ourselves into a 69.  Her tongue found my clit right away; her fingers probed my pussy and asshole.  We weren’t going to last much longer.

I licked her swollen clit hard, and spanked her beautiful ass till it was red with my handprints.

“You nasty little slut” I said between slurps “Horny little tramp” Smack, smack! “Fucking your own brother like that” The dildo wiggled obscenely in her asshole “Fucking your brothers’ cock…”

My own orgasm washed over me like a tidal wave, and I ground myself onto her mouth, concentrating as best I could on her button.  I felt Dana go off under me, wiggling and moaning and squirming.  It seemed to go on forever, like an endless white water rapids of pleasure.

We lay like that for a little while, a sweaty sticky human knot.  When we had disentangled and cleaned up, we cuddled for a while before drifting off.

“That was very kinky” Dana said “We should do that one again.”

“MmmHmm” I murmured sleepily “We sure should.”


Jonathan got home later than usual.  He had been drinking, I could tell.  Sweet kid, and no tolerance for alcohol whatsoever.

Dana was off at a dinner with some of her college friends; I’m embarrassed to say that I had been on the internet, surfing porn all evening.

I came out into the living room as Jonathan fell onto the futon.  I was feeling naughty and randy.  I had been replaying the events of the other night over and over in my head.  When Dana got home, she was in for some hot action!

I sat down next to Jonathan on the couch/bed.  “So which one is your favorite?” I asked, indicating the stack of DVDs under the tv.  It was pretty clear that I wasn’t asking him whether he preferred The Princess Bride or The Drunken Master.

This was really unfair of me, and I don’t know why I said it.  I was sure though, that he must have watched all our pornos by now.  I would have.

“Um…” he was blushing again.  It was so cute.  “This one.”  He pulled out the disk that I had walked in on him watching the other week.  It happened to be one of my favorites too.  Without a word, I slipped the disk into the player.

We watched silently for a little while.  I wasn’t sure just what I was starting here, but the sexual energy in the room was so intense you could have cut it with a knife.  On the screen, a busty chick was dancing around for us, gyrating and masturbating with a black horsehair-tailed dildo up her butt.

“Liz, you like that don’t you- you know, in your ass?”

“Oh Yeah.”

“I think I might too” He was so cute “I mean I’ve never tried it, but…”

“Do you want to masturbate?”  Oh God, I couldn’t believe I just said that.

“You wouldn’t mind?”

“Oh no, not at all.  Not one bit.”

Jonathan stood up, dropping his jeans and boxers.  His cock sprung free.  It was a beautiful dick; big and thick and hard, uncircumcised, with a lovely purple head.  He wasn’t very hairy, and his balls were drawn up tight.  He looked delicious.

He started stroking himself next to me on the couch.  It took all my self restraint (what there was left of it) to not suck him into my mouth right at that instant.  On the tv, two girls were getting it on in a hallway.

“Lie down on your side” I told him quietly.  He had the cutest little ass, tight and muscular, two perfect handfuls.  I traced up and down the crack of his butt cheeks as he stroked.  I could hear him breathing, thick and raspy.

I let my finger slip between his cheeks, searching for that special place that I lusted after.  I found what I was looking for.

“Is this ok?”


I wet my finger in my mouth and returned it to his opening.  He was stroking himself slowly.

I circled, tickled, caressed.

“Please Liz…”

I pressed against his anus.  He opened up a little for me, allowing the tip of my finger inside.




I pressed a little harder.  God he was tight!  I worked my finger in and out a little, each time a tiny bit deeper up his ass.  My cunt was really drooling.  I had to reach inside my own shorts and caress myself.

I had my finger almost all the way up his ass.  He was incredibly hot, and squeezing me tight. I could feel him jerking his cock all the way through his body.

“Is it still ok?”

“Yeah” he breathed “Do it to me.”

I slid my finger in and out of his hungry hole.  He was masturbating faster and faster.  It was so sexy.  I buried a finger in my pussy, spreading my wetness all around.  My clit was singing.  I pressed my t-shirt covered breasts into his back, twisting my finger inside him.

I felt his body shake, and he clamped down hard on my finger.  Jonathan moaned, long and loud, and shot a copious amount of pearly white semen halfway across the room, I swear.

His orgasm triggered my own.  I diddled hard under my shorts, coming and coming.  It was so good!

I hadn’t played with a boy in, like, years.  He was so fucking cute!  I love the way guys come, giving you such a sexy visual reward.  I wish I could come like that, squirting juice all over my lover.

I gently removed my finger from his now very sensitive rear end.  I think we were both too embarrassed to say much after that; I went into the bedroom and he took a shower.

“That was fun.” I said before I closed the bedroom door.



I was still horny.  Super horny.  Dana was really in for it when she got home.


Me and Dana were having sex almost every night now.  We didn’t play the Jonathan game again; I felt a little sheepish about touching him so intimately, and I felt weird about taking Dana there in the first place. But the sex between us was great: hot, passionate, sometimes rough, often kinky; always fun.  Our sex life was reborn, with a vengeance.  We tried to keep it quiet, but I don’t know how successful we were.  I secretly kind of liked the idea of Jonathan hearing us anyway, masturbating on the other side of the bedroom wall to our sex noises.

We were all home together the next Friday night; a rare event.  Jonathan would be moving into the dorms on Monday.  We had gotten a six pack of beer, and rented a movie: Rushmore.

The movie had wrapped up, and the three of us cuddled up together on the couch.  I sat next to Jonathan; he was next to his sister.

“Do you ever hear us at night?  We sleep just on the other side of this wall.  It’s not that thick.  Did you ever hear us… having sex?”  I couldn’t believe I was asking him this.  Out of the blue too.

“Um… yeah, a few times, I guess.”

“Did it bother you, to hear us doing it?”

“Maybe it turned you on.  Is that it?  Did it ever turn you on to hear us having sex?  Did it ever make you hard?” Now Dana was chipping in.

There was a sizeable bulge in the front of Jonathan’s pants.  Not saying a word, I reached over and carefully unzipped him.  His big, rigidly erect dick sprang out.  He wriggled, and got his pants and shorts down around his ankles.  His cock stood straight up, bobbing proudly with every heartbeat.

I looked over, and Dana had pulled of her own shirt and bra.  Her large, full breasts jiggled pleasantly.  I love her tits.  They are works of art.  Her nipples were hard and pink and pointed slightly upward.  I took her hand in mine and guided it to the base of Jonathan’s cock.  Hand in hand, we gripped his shaft, barely moving, stroking it up and down with tiny motions.

“That’s sexy” I said

“Really sexy” Dana agreed.

Jonathans hand had strayed to Dana’s thigh.  Her skirt had ridden up to her lap.  His hand stroked her softest skin oh so lightly, teasing ever closer to her panty-clad pussy.

“Bro, keep that up and you are about two seconds away from getting a monster blowjob.”  Jonathan didn’t stop.

Without another word, she lowered her head to his crotch, opening her sexy lips and taking the end of her brother’s rampant cock into her mouth.  I thought she looked gorgeous like that.

She sucked, and I jerked him off; Jonathan sat there on the couch, moaning a little with the pleasure, playing with Dana’s sizeable breasts, eyes shut and head lolled back; the very picture of a 19 year old guy who has just entered nirvana.

I really really liked jerking him off; he felt amazing and hot and hard in my hand.  I loved that I was masturbating him into his own sister’s mouth.  It made me hot.

His eyes snapped open.  “Oh God, I’m going to come!”

I gripped his cock harder, squeezing as hard as I could, and jerked even faster.  My shoulder ached, but I ignored it.  I looked over at Dana, her dark curls spilling all over Jonathan’s lap.  Her eyes were shut, and she was cupping his balls in one hand.

Jonathan moaned wordlessly, his body went rigid, and he lifted up off the couch, thrusting into Dana’s hungry mouth.  She stayed with him, sucking hard and swallowing the load that he delivered into his mouth.  I kept stroking, milking his cock even as he started to get soft.  I never saw even a drop of semen.

His cock slipped out of her mouth with an audible –pop-.  I fell across Jonathan, kissing my love passionately.  Her mouth was hot from his penis.  I could taste him in her mouth.  My hand went straight down the front of her panties, where I found her hot and slick and ready.  One finger probed inside her, another found her sweet little asshole.  I ground my hand into her, and she came, squirming and moaning into my mouth.

We got up and ran, literally ran into the bedroom.  Clothes went flying.  We fucked like scissors, mashing pussies, grinding into each other, coming and coming until we couldn’t come any more.  We fell asleep like that, but at some point during the night, we disentangled and slept side by side.


When I woke up the next morning, Dana was already gone.  I got up and got ready for work.  Jonathan was still asleep on the futon.

When I got home, Dana was in the kitchen.  I could tell right away that I was in trouble.  She was slamming around, clattering pots and pans angrily.  She didn’t acknowledge me.  Not knowing what else to do, I sat down at the kitchen table, and waited.

“You engineered that didn’t you?”

I didn’t deny it.

“God damn it Liz, this is peoples lives you’re fucking around with.  This isn’t some kinky fantasy, this is real.”

“I’m sorry” I said softly, feeling like dirt.

“Think next time, please think” she was crying now “before you start fucking around with people like that.  He’s my brother Liz.  My brother.”

“I’m so sorry.” I got up and tried to give her a hug, but she pushed me away.

“I love you” I said, walking toward the door.

“I love you too” she said quietly.  But she didn’t sound very enthusiastic.

I walked for a long time, up and down the hot asphalt and concrete avenues of Manhattan till my feet hurt and my legs ached.  The air seemed thick enough to swim in.  Finally, I ended up in a bar.  I lounged in the air conditioning, and slowly drank beer after beer, feeling glum and sad.  It was late before I made it home.

I fumbled the keys on my first try.  I was heartsick, tired, and a little drunk, and I just wanted to be in bed.  The apartment was dark.  I wondered if Dana was still pissed at me.  I wondered if she would ever forgive me.

I opened the bedroom door as quietly as I could; I was hoping that Dana was asleep, and that I could slip into bed without waking her up, and sleep with an arm around my dearest love.


Brother and sister were locked together in a passionate embrace.  Both were nude.  Jonathans’ head was locked firmly between my girlfriends’ thighs.  I sobered up right quick.

I could actually hear the little slurping noises he made as he licked and sucked.  I couldn’t help noticing his cute little ass either.  Dana was in ecstasy, her eyes squeezed tight, her fingers busy pulling and twisting her pink nipples.

A wave of emotion washed through me, almost buckling my knees.  I had to grasp the door jamb to stay upright.  I felt a whole range of emotions: jealousy, confusion, lust, but more than anything, I felt a warm and overpowering love for my Dana.

As I watched, Dana’s body shuddered through a deep, moaning orgasm.  She looked beautiful as she came, head lolling back and forth, stomach spasming, legs kicking.  Her brother stayed with her the whole way through, his little pony tail dipping with each lick he took.

I walked quietly into the room, and sat on the edge of the bed.  Dana reached over and squeezed my hand.

“Do you want to lose your virginity Bro?” Jonathan was still busy between her legs, gently caressing my lovers’ wet pussy with his tongue “Do you want to fuck me now?”

“Yeah” he said looking up and seeing me in the room for the first time “Yeah, I mean if that’s ok.”

“There’s a pack of condoms in the sock drawer.  Would you grab them for us Liz?”

I got up and found the box.  I opened it up and tore one out.  Jonathan was now kneeling on the bed, his cock pointing straight up like a clock showing eleven.  I went over and, with a little fumbling, rolled the latex condom onto his rigid cock.  I couldn’t resist: before I started putting the condom on, I kissed him right on the tip of his penis.  It was super hot, and leaking clear, sweet pre-come.

Once we had the condom on him, I helped him get situated between Dana’s legs.  Holding his cock encircled in my thumb and forefinger, I rubbed him up and down her spread pussy, using his penis like a dildo, bumping her excited clit with his cockhead.  She squirmed and writhed most fetchingly.

“Oh, come on fuck me now, I can’t stand it!”

As I watched, Jonathan pressed forward, burying his dick into her beautiful pussy.  I fell forward, kissing Dana hard on the lips as Jonathan fucked her.  I felt her hands on me, first squeezing my breasts, then pulling off my t-shirt and sports bra.

As she played with one tit, and her brother the other, I managed to wiggle out of my shorts and panties.

I felt Jonathans exploring hand roving between my thighs, exploring my ass and pussy as Dana worked my erect nipples and kissed me deeply.

“Oh my God, I’m going to fucking come!”

“Do it!” urged Dana, breaking off our kiss “Go ahead, do it!”

“Yeah Baby!” I said “Come in her fucking pussy!”

Jonathan came hard, thrusting wildly and fucking Dana like a mad thing.  He exploded into her cunt with a high pitched, wordless sound that trailed off as he collapsed on top of her sweaty body.

I was a little surprised by how quickly he got hard again, but I supposed I shouldn’t have been: he was a nineteen year old guy, and he had two girls giving his cock a thorough kissing, licking and sucking.

“Are you ready to lose your virginity again?” Dana asked “In your ass?” she looked over at me “Come on Liz, you know you want to.”

Oh yes I did.

I got into the harness while Dana lavished attention on his backside.  He knelt like a cat on the bed, and she got her pretty face right between his butt cheeks and started licking away.  His cock responded nicely- it was even harder than it had been before.  I spread lube all over the big dildo projecting from my crotch.

Dana had stopped rimming Jonathan, and now had a long finger up his ass.  “God he’s tight!  Oh Liz, he’s so hot!”  She was playing with her own pussy as she finger fucked him.

I got behind Jonathan, and aimed the end of my dildo at his hungry little asshole.  Dana helped guide me in, but she kept getting distracted by kissing me and playing with my boobs and butt.

“Please hurry up and fuck me” Jonathan begged.  His cock was hanging down between his legs, heavy and thick.  I pressed forward, he pressed back, and I penetrated him.  The purple dildo slid right up his ass.

“Oh God Yes” Jonathan moaned, wriggling impaled on my cock.

I started moving, tiny gentle movements, barely moving the dildo in and out of his stretched open little anus.

“Oh Dana” he moaned “It feels so good…. Don’t ever let her stop… Oh please Liz, a little harder…”

I complied, fucking him a little harder, a little faster.  It took all my self restraint not to let loose and fuck his ass as hard and fast as I could.  The base of the dildo was rubbing nicely against my clit; and Dana had taken up position behind me, squeezing my breasts and rubbing her wet pussy against my ass cheeks.

“I want him inside me again” she whispered in my ear “I want you to fuck me with his cock.”

“In the ass” I whispered back, handing her the bottle of lube “I want to fuck your sweet little ass”

Dana lost no time getting her butt nice and slippery.  She lay down on her stomach in front of Jonathan, spreading her ass invitingly.  I reached around and grabbed his dick.  It was incredibly hot.  I could feel his pulse throbbing through the shaft.  Pressing forward against him, I guided him into my girlfriends’ little brown target.

“Oh Liz!” Dana cried out “It’s so fucking good!  Fuck me hard, make him come in my asshole!”

There was no holding back now.  I squirted a bunch more slippery stuff onto the purple rod, and started fucking Jonathan with serious abandon, slamming into him, withdrawing almost all the way, and shoving the cock right back up his tight little butt.  Every time I slammed into his ass, he was forced deeper up Dana’s backside.  She was moaning incomprehensibly, masturbating furiously as we fucked her.  Jonathan had a hand full of his sister’s curly brown hair, and was eagerly humping back against me.  The rubbing of the toy against my clit, and the eroticness of the situation was driving me crazy.  My pussy was soaked; my clit felt distended.

I heard Dana’s cries rise in intensity and pitch, and knew that she was coming.  I redoubled my efforts, fucking Jonathan with all my might.

“Oh Fuck yes, I’m coming Sis!” he shouted out loud and his whole body went rigid for a second before he collapsed, a limp pile of flesh.

Very gently we extracted ourselves from each other.  I kicked the harness away, and masturbated idly as I watched my beautiful girlfriend and her brother kiss in the post sex glow.

“Liz hasn’t gotten to come yet” Dana said “I don’t think that’s fair, do you?”

In concert, they came at me, pushing me back onto the bed.  Jonathan dived hungrily into my pussy, exploring my cunt with his fingers and sucking my clit like a hard candy treat.  Dana attacked me from behind, tonguing my anus mercilessly, licking all around my backside until I was frantic, then driving her tongue what seemed like yards up my ass.  I started coming, and it just wouldn’t stop, like rolling thunder beyond the horizon on a hot summer night.  I shook and gasped and cried out loud, and the orgasms just ran through me like a river.  I don’t know how long it went on, but finally it was over.  I kissed their smiling, sticky faces, and we all fell asleep together in the bed.


We all had sex again the next morning; Jonathan woke up with an erection, and Dana and me were both ready to go.  The sex was more conventional this time; penis-in-vagina and tongue-on-clit (or dick); but for all that it was no less fun.

When we were done, we all went out for breakfast together.  Conversation was a little awkward, and we kept breaking out into big goofy grins.

After breakfast, Jonathan packed up his stuff- all his gear fit into a backpack and a duffel, and headed over to the dorms.  Dana and I went back to bed.


It was about a week later.  Dana and I hadn’t talked at all about what had happened the last weekend of Jonathan’s stay.  But our sex life was still super energized, and showed no signs of slowing down.

I was sitting on the futon, working on a crossword puzzle.  Dana plopped herself down on my lap, naked as a jaybird, big boobs bouncing merrily.

“I love you so much” she said to me “You’re the coolest girlfriend ever.  Thanks so much for helping me with that fantasy.  It’s been brewing since I was like sixteen.  I want to be with you forever and ever.”

I kissed her “I love you too”

And then we fucked like bunnies.



  1. Elsie Fan(ny) said

    I am glad to see this on your new site. I remember reading it before, but I had forgotten how much fun it is to read.

  2. Conor said

    *lifts himself from the floor*

    Great story. fuck.

  3. intheclouds said

    Such lovely characters, they sure miss no chance to enjoy their lives. That they have doubts afterwards but still find ways to live their lust makes them stronger and more real for me.
    A tiny suggestion: The “10.” at the top made me worried – is this the second part of the story? where do I find chapter 1 to 9? A hint like “count down: 10.” or “10. counting down.” would have minimized the irritation and the risk that I cancel the read to find the “first” part.
    Apart from that a beautiful and relaxing read. And I liked that it was pretty long, too, so I could get “lost” in it.

  4. Charlie said

    As I’ve said before, you have an extraordinary skill and deft, light touch in your character development, scene setting, and pacing.

    I’ve been fascinated to watch you develop and hone your writing chops in your catalog, along with your complete willingness to use subjects and situations that are so outside the usual that your imagination is as complex as any chaos theory theorem.

    You are an ornament to the profession.

    • elsiewrites said

      Thanks for the catch! Those are the pesky ones that slip right past spellcheck. Sorry, will fix!

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