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Subject: Chili Repost: Manhatten Madness - Part 1 (voy, lez)
From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
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MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 1
by chilipeelr@aol.com
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 travelled 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. Life on
the family farm was anything but exciting.
He felt the same urge as his sister had - to get out of the backwater
burg their 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 Lincoln.
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studied a map in the family Encyclopedia Britannia; probably outdated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 airline gate exit, 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 him, 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 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'd left, she'd had short brown hair and
the fashion sense of any other teenage 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 left 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 walked 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
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 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 a 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 while you're here."
"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're 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...the food on the plane was pretty bad."
"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 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, ot 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 most men's ideal woman.
In the picture, she was standing next to Beth with her arm around his
sister's shoulders. Beth was probably 5' 7". Unless Beth was standing in
a hole, Julie must have been at least 6' 2".
Julie was had black hair, worn to mid-back with lots of body. Her face
was attractive - sort of tough looking but it certainly could be
overlooked.
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, legs that looked like she had worn out a
couple of Stairmasters.
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 for 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
- 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 a
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 would be fodder for many a night of
lonely 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 both 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 livingroom 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, "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.
Curious, 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 begin to pop a boner. Still, he'd like to
be sure. He didn't want to try the door; if it wasn't locked, he couldn't
very well explain peeking if they happened to see him. That was a
definite no go.
'Maybe the skylight,' Jim thought. 'Yeah!' 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 patio. 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 the 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 nearly 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.
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. 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.
From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 20:46:22 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Chili Repost: Manhattan Madness - Part 2
From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
Date: 5 Jul 1997 01:46:22 GMT
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THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE AND
DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. THIS MATERIAL IS
DISTRIBUTED "FOR ADULTS ONLY" AND POSSESSION BY A MINOR
IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OF AGE -
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MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 2
by Chili Peeler chilipeelr@aol.com
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 the top was 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 after a log day of
sightseeing 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. Sorry. 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 uninterested, 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 go out 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 he was staying with them and she gave
him a spare key. She told him there was a movie theater 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 crime of course. 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 the Times Square area was not a great family draw; the
surrounding 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.
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 too good; since the area was seedy, he decided to dress
down. He settled on a pair of faded stonewashed jeans, a old 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.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Did I offend you?" Julie said but he could tell see
wasn't really concerned if he was 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 me walking into a strip
club together sounds real good. The guys in there will 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...you just confirmed it for me. Her bathroom
was too empty; I could tell she wasn't using it....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." 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, amazed at the
firmness of her breast.
Then Julie's mouth was on his, her lips smashing against his in a hot
liplock 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 out 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 strip club, of course. 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.
"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 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 rubbed on 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?"
"Believe me, I'd like to, Sheryl." Jim said "But I'm saving myself for
my date, if you know what I mean."
"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.
"Wait just a few more minutes...there's a really hot dancer coming
out.... 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.
Apparently Julie liked cock...and he knew he had been doled out a
little more dick than most guys. 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 slipped 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 and did a slow
twirl around one of the poles.
From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 20:48:13 1997
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Subject: Chili Repost: Manhattan Madness - Part 3 (titfuck)
From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
Date: 5 Jul 1997 01:48:13 GMT
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MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 3
by Chili Peeler chilipeelr@aol.com
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
Beth 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 total 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.
Later, 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 her 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
too 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 in 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, locking
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. Her
honeycomb-laced tits pressed into his chest like two cantaloupes in
leather slings.
"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 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 all night to feel Julie suck him 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 stroked
and twisted around his dick 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 feel 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 the 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."
From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 20:50:23 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Chili Repost: Manhattan Madness - Part 4 (anal)
From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
Date: 5 Jul 1997 01:50:23 GMT
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MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 4
by Chili Peeler chilipeelr@aol.com
Chapter 8
Julie sat up and reached behind her, unfastening her 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 and slept with his sister's
lover. 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 yes. 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 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. "If Lizzie leaves us alone tomorrow, I
might want to continue this......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 might be able 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 seen her at the
fitness club she frequented and made it her business to use machines
near hers.
When Liz had finally introduced herself to be friendly, Julie had went
to work seducing her. After several talks at the club, she'd invited Liz
to have a drink. Then, seeing that she'd had several drinks and she'd
taken
her secret fairly well, 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&M clubs and hotel rooms where Julie made her money as a
procurer and, occasionally, a participant. Well-know 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
physical 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!
From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 20:51:29 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Chili Repost: Manhattan Madness - Part 5
From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
Date: 5 Jul 1997 01:51:29 GMT
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MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 5
by Chili Peeler chilipeelr@aol.com
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 robe. 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 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....
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, as 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 slide down her back and into her panties. Julie
began squeezing her soft ass cheeks as they Frenched each other. She
felt her pussy getting more 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.
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, 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 robe. 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 robe 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 sure 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 was 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 go 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, she 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.
From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 20:53:25 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Chili Repost: Manhattan Madness - Part 6 (unknown inc)
From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
Date: 5 Jul 1997 01:53:25 GMT
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THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE AND
DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. THIS MATERIAL IS
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IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OF AGE -
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MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 6
by Chili Peeler chilipeelr@aol.com
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. 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
heads 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 munching
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 planned thus far. Jim had not recognized his
sister in the suit 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 sides 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 her 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 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 enjoying the team
effort. He worked on her joy button for several minutes, mashing his lips
on her sex, 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 on your lips.....keep
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.
From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 20:55:30 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Chili Repost: Manhattan Madness- Part 7 (unknown inc)
From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
Date: 5 Jul 1997 01:55:30 GMT
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MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 7
by Chili Peeler chilipeelr@aol.com
Chapter 12
Jim sat back on his knees and caught his breath. He looked down at
the kinky woman to whom he'd just given oral gratification. He'd
performed a reeeeaallly intimate act with someone he didn't even know,
a complete stranger. The only things he knew about her was she was a
brunette, didn't have pubic hair, had tits of indiscriminate size which
were hidden by the suit's obvious padding, and was mighty kinky.
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 or brother 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. 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 into 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 watching him, smiling knowingly. Julie
pushed Kitten back on her haunches and then she sat by his stomach
and kissed him again. 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 into his sister's
cooze. 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, send 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 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.......
From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 20:57:03 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Chili Repost: Manhattan Madness - Part 8 (tg, voy)
From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
Date: 5 Jul 1997 01:57:03 GMT
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MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 8
by Chili Peeler chilipeelr@aol.com
"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 since maybe she'd wanted him
but had not wanted him to know, 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 and all
to gain.
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.
From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 20:58:56 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Chili Repost: Manhattan Madness - Part 9 (inc, brother/sis)
From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
Date: 5 Jul 1997 01:58:56 GMT
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MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 9
by Chili Peeler chilipeelr@aol.com
"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 hetero, 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 been 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....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 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 Beth 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 bit 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 ecstaticly 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 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.
From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 21:00:39 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Chili Repost: Manhattan Madness - Part 10 (more inc, oral)
From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
Date: 5 Jul 1997 02:00:39 GMT
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THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE AND
DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. THIS MATERIAL IS
DISTRIBUTED "FOR ADULTS ONLY" AND POSSESSION BY A MINOR
IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OF AGE -
GO FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO READ.
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MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 10
by Chili Peeler chilipeelr@aol.com
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 again 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. 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 go 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."
"I like a lot of things," she said with a smile, not definitely
admitting it.
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 for me now."
"You can say that again!" Jim's hands slid into her robe and grabbed
her naked, jiggling derriere. 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 cuntmound 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
also.
'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.
From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 21:02:25 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Chili Repost: Manhattan Madness - Part 11 (3-way, inc, tg)
From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
Date: 5 Jul 1997 02:02:25 GMT
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MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 11
by Chili Peeler chilipeelr@aol.com
"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. 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 mmmmmmmed 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 mewled 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....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 ass-buried 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.
From chilipeelr@aol.com Fri Jul 04 21:03:20 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Chili Repost: Manhattan Madness - Part 12 Ending
From: chilipeelr@aol.com (ChiliPeelr)
Date: 5 Jul 1997 02:03:20 GMT
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THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE AND
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MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 12
by Chili Peeler chilipeelr@aol.com
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
Chili Peeler - 1996
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