Chapter 04 – The Inferno Rages
After I left my brother’s room, I nearly gagged on the taste of his cum. It was slimy and salty with a disgusting texture I couldn’t quite place. I couldn’t go to the bathroom to wash it out, so I had to just deal with it.
When I entered my room and closed the door behind me, I looked in the wardrobe mirror opposite the door and realized I left my panties in my brother’s closet.
“Shit, I won’t be able to get them back! If I go and try to tell Melanie to get them for me, Malcolm will certain see me in all my naked glory.”
I devious smile crossed my lips.
“I’ll just leave them there for him to find,” I thought as I admired my own ass in the mirror.
I hopped onto the bed to begin deliberating how I could get my brother to fuck me.
“Oh, hey, Malcolm, want to stick your dick in my pussy?” I thought, rolling my eyes as I stared at the ceiling.
Yeah, that wouldn’t work.
I was frustrated having made a decision but no way imaginable to execute it. There was nothing anyone could say at that point. I’d seen his cock go in and out of my best friend’s pussy and I wanted to feel what she felt. I would have the better experience, though, considering the love I have for Malcolm and the love he has for me.
I began to formulate a plan. Trying to get him to shove his cock into me without any other expressed interest wouldn’t work. I needed to invite him to experiment with me so I could show him my interest and see if its shared. I needed Melanie to vet my ideas to see if my thought processes were clear and without obvious fault.
Sure enough, just when I needed her, she arrived. I smiled as she walked in. She bounded up to the bed and leapt onto it landing next to me.
“What did you think?” she asked me.
“Had you been in the closet, you would have known. I came hard watching you two fuck. So hard that my senses apparently left me.”
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“Well, I noticed when I walked into my room that I left my panties in his closet!” I said excitedly.
“You slut!” she said jokingly.
“Well, if enjoying watching my friend fuck my brother makes me a slut, then I guess I’m the sluttiest of sluts!” I said, turning her words around to my benefit.
She caught the use of her words and went into deep thought.
I laid down on the bed as I also thought about the possibilities.
“What if you did what I did,” Melanie offered as she stared off into space. Before I could ask what she meant, she continued, “Like, what if you waited until he was in the bathroom and just waltz in like I did?”
“That would be fine if he was in the same position as he was when you walked in,” I countered, still not understanding what she was getting to.
She rolled her eyes slightly as she looked over at me.
“I was thinking that if he was showering, you could just hop on the sink like I was when you walked in on us.”
I could see now where she was maybe heading.
“…and just wait for him to come out of the shower?”
She thought for a moment.
“You could do that, but then what would kahramanmaraş escort you do, ask him if he feels like fucking his sister?”
My hormones were already two steps ahead of my brain.
“What if I snuck in naked, hopped up on the sink, and just started masturbating as I waited for him to come out?”
I knew I hit the jackpot when I saw Melanie’s eyes open wide and a broad smile appeared on her face.
“That would be hot. I wish I could watch!”
Another idea hit me right away.
“Maybe you could?” I said before I tackled her in the same manner she did to me earlier.
The tables were turned, and I was in control. At least, I thought I was. My brain took a leave of absence, it seemed. Melanie quickly reminded me I was not wearing panties. She put her hand between my legs and softly touched me.
“Oh!”
“Do you like when I manipulate your pussy?” she asked me.
I closed my eyes and gently nodded.
“What do you want me to do to you, Jess?”
I gyrated my hips around her fingers while I tried to search for an answer to her question. She leaned up until our boobs were pressed against each other and continued talking to me.
“Do you want me to tell you how big your brother’s cock is? Should I describe how it made me feel as he pounded it in and out of me?”
I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her tightly against me and nodded. I felt a single finger begin to probe my vagina as she spoke.
“Imagine four of these,” she whispered as she pushed the single digit into my pussy.
“Oh, shit.”
“Don’t speak, Jess, just listen. Imagine his monster slowly pushing up inside you for the first time. You feel yourself stretching from his girth.”
“She talks like an experienced hooker,” I thought to myself.
“Next thing you know, he’s all the way inside you. He’s looking up at you apprehensively; his eyes begging your permission to begin fucking you.”
Melanie pushed her finger all way in me and held it there.
“Fuck me, Malcolm,” I whispered in return.
Melanie started finger-fucking me as she continued the story.
“His hands are on your ass as he controls the speed. He’s taken the advantage you had over him away and he controls you now. His cock goes in and out of you as fast as he wants.”
My reality disappeared as I begged him to fuck me harder and fast, as if I was the one who were the slutty hooker. I put one of my hands between my legs and rubbed my clit as she continued fingering me.
“He’s teasing you, Jess. He goes fast for a few moments then drives you insanely crazy with how slow he gets. He reads the look on your face and pushes every button you have. You want to cum on his cock, don’t you?”
I could only nod.
“You want to cream all over that thick rod of his, don’t you?”
“Yes, damnit!” I said loudly.
She suckled my earlobe into her mouth and quickened the pace of her finger inside me.
“Go, then. Cum all over it. Let him feel the muscles in your pussy contract around his cock.”
“Oh…”
“Do it!” she demanded.
“Oh!” kahramanmaraş escort bayan I squealed.
“That’s it, sis, cum all over my cock.”
Who the hell was fingering me and where did Melanie go? I couldn’t believe the secret seductress she turned out to be. I sank down onto her finger, forcing it to go as far inside me as it could and just let my orgasm roll through me.
“I love you, Jess,” she whispered.
I couldn’t tell if she was playing the part of my brother or if that was her.
“I love you,” I replied simply.
She pulled her finger out of me and leaned back a little. She made a lewd display of sliding her finger into her mouth with her lips closed tightly around it. A quirky smile ran across her face.
“What?” I asked her, mildly confused.
She bestowed upon me the second thing I seemed to have forgotten. Not only was I bare assed, I forgot the door was open.
“Your brother watched us while I made you cum.”
“What!?” I said shifting my line of sight between Melanie and the door and back to Melanie.
She smiled widely and nodded happily. I felt the temperature of my face increase in utter embarrassment.
“Look, it kind of removes the awkwardness from your plan. He knows! Now you simply need to let him know yourself.”
I put my face in my hands and moaned in aggravation at the prospect that I had to face my brother with him already knowing that not only was Melanie and I practically fucking, but that he saw my bare ass. He probably also saw Mel’s finger pounding in and out of my pussy. I was also glad that I didn’t have to be a part of the potentially relationship-ending encounter that could have been if I went into the shower and just started masturbating while hoping he wouldn’t freak out when he caught me.
I barraged her with every question that was bearing on my mind. “Did he look disgusted? How long did he watch? Why did he leave?”
Melanie howled in laughter at my sudden questioning.
“No, he wasn’t disgusted. I wasn’t paying attention to how long it was, and he left because when I told you to ‘go on and cum,’ I looked directly at him and used my eyes to tell him he should leave.”
“Fucking Christ.”
“You’re telling me. Do you know how he was looking at you?”
I shook my head at her ignorant question, begging her in my mind to hurry up and tell me.
“He looked at us like an experience man who was watching his wife be with another woman. A mature man who was proud of his woman for being adventurous. He wasn’t the horny young man we took him as. He watched with his arms crossed, leaning against the door frame like a father proudly watching his children play in their room. Had he seen it all from the start, he probably wouldn’t have been shocked initially. It… he was impressive to see.”
I shrunk back in exasperation.
“Melanie, what are we doing? This is stunningly crazy!”
She laid next to me and we both stared at the ceiling.
“I don’t know, but don’t you want to know where it ends? Maybe that’s not the right word. Don’t you want escort kahramanmaraş to see where all this goes?”
I used that moment to reaffirm my convictions. I was going to fuck Malcom.
“I do.”
We talked the rest of the night about everything that happened and the ramifications of what we were thinking about doing. Melanie put forth all the great things she thought could come from what we were planning. I played the role of devil’s advocate. I thought of the things that could go wrong and the same thing in every situation always came up.
“What if everything goes wrong and I lose the relationship I have with Malcom?” was the question I always asked her.
She never had an answer. I asked her if she embellished a little in her description of how he reacted to watching us earlier that evening. She said she might have, but nothing on his facial or body expression told her that the words she was telling me while she was making me cum was making him uncomfortable.
“He stayed and watched, Jess. I don’t think he’s put off by the concept of being with you that way.”
I thought through everything and finally, as we got under the covers ready to fall asleep, I had an idea.
“I going to shower in the morning and go to his room.”
Melanie turned towards me.
“What are you going to do?”
I stared at her darkened face and the corner of my mouth turned up slightly.
“I’m going to be cautious.” I leaned in and kissed her on the cheek, “I don’t regret anything that’s happened this weekend, Melanie. It’s been an adventure I don’t want to end, but I’m scared to move forward. I’m worried about the things we’ve done together and how they could hurt our friendship in the long run. I’m worried about rushing into something with Malcolm based, quite frankly, on my hormones and lingering virginity which seem to be driving me to a solution to both.”
She had a look of adoration on her face.
“I’m not concerned about us, Jess. We’ve been friends for so long and a little exploration between us isn’t going to be the thing that tears us apart. The thing that could tear us apart is your concern with approaching your brother in a sexual light. If he rejects your interest, I will feel like I was the one who put you onto it and I couldn’t live happily knowing that I was partly, if not mostly responsible for the destruction of that relationship.”
Any remote thought I had that she engineered the entire weekend or at least the initial encounter with Malcolm was now gone with the wind. It was never a lingering thought, but it popped up sometimes when I considered the negative consequences of what was taking place that weekend.
“I’m going to be cautious, Melanie. If that doesn’t go well, then what have I lost? Nothing.”
Melanie planted a small kiss on my forehead.
“I’ve always been the one to wanted to dive headfirst into the shallow end and you’ve always been there to snatch up my arm and tell me why it’s a bad idea. We’ve been a great fit together since we met. That’s never changed, and I don’t think it will.”
“There it is again,” I thought to myself. It was like she was telling me she had a plan and I was there to stop her from doing it. Everything was confusing me, and I convinced myself that nothing was amiss about anything that was happening and I fell asleep determined to go to Malcolm’s room in the morning and see where the second brand new adventure of the weekend was going to take me.