She realized that he had finished with her shirt as it fell to the floor. When he unhooked her bra, she stood naked from the waist up in front of him. She was pleased as he looked at her, obviously impressed. His hands on her breasts were gentle, messaging the flesh, then pinching the nipples, sending little ripples of pleasure through her body. She smiled, thinking to herself, "Okay, I'm going to be okay. I can even enjoy this."
"Now you," he said. "Take off my pants."
She reached to his belt, intent on treating this like a normal encounter. When she finished with his pants they dropped to the floor. He waited, standing there in his shorts with his erection pushing out.
"Go ahead," he said, and she knew what he meant.
She pulled his shorts down as his dick sprung upwards. She naturally grabbed it, wrapping her hand around the shaft. Naturally, because that was what she would with other guys. Good, she must be feeling more normal.
"Suck it," Fleming said.
She didn't want to do that, not with him. She said, "No,..."
He cut her off roughly. "We have a deal."
She knew they did. She dropped to her knees, then brought his hardened dick down to her mouth and ran her tongue over the head. When he moaned she felt good at being able to cause his reaction, and she beginning to feel normal. She licked more while starting to pump the shaft, then began sliding her lips around the head.
Fleming was now moaning and pushing his hips forward. He put a hand on her head and pushed.
"That's enough," he said. "Stand up."
When she did, he slipped her shorts down to her ankles, then cupped her whole pussy with his hand. His fingers pushed into the slit, and she was embarrassed to feel that she was getting wet.
He continued playing with her pussy as he held her breast with his other hand. He bent over and took a nipple into his mouth as he played with the other. Abby was relaxing now, beginning to enjoy the tingles of excitement traveling through her body.
She actually missed him when he left her breasts alone. Kneeling in front of her, he slowly pulled her panties down, lifting at her leg so that she would lift it off the floor, then the other, to lose her shorts and panties. She felt the wetness between her legs increase as he stroked her legs. He lightly kissed her tummy, just above her pubic hair, then down into the trimmed bush. His pushing on the inside of her thighs caused her to spread her feet apart.
"Just a little," she told herself, not wanting to be too cooperative.
But when his fingers slid into her slit at the same time that his tongue found her clit, she couldn't help but moan out loud. She cursed herself for feeling the pleasure.
After a few lovely moments of this, he quit and stood up. He led her over to the bed as her mind again realized where she was and what was going to happen. She sat on the bed and scooted toward the middle, swinging her legs around. Fleming crawled up quickly and placed himself between her legs. He buried his face in her pussy, licking her opening and her clit, causing her to buck and moan as she felt herself quickly climbing towards an orgasm.
He suddenly stopped, then raised himself up over top of her. Abby felt his dick rub against her leg, then her bush. He pushed it against her a couple of times, then reached down to rub the head in her wetness. Finally he did what she had been dreading for so long - he held the head at her opening and pushed into her.
Although her muscles were tight at this unwanted intrusion, Abby was turned on enough to allow him to slide in pretty easily. "Thanks, Ted," she thought to herself, as she remembered her brother's big dick that had been stretching her open lately. Fleming's dick was a nice size, but did not measure up to Ted's.
He moaned as he slid in, the second or third time going all the way inside. She held her legs open only enough to make it comfortable for her. She wasn't going to enjoy this any more than she had to. As he plunged his dick deep inside her over and over, she was surprised to hear his moans in such a high voice. She was more surprised when she realized that they were her own moans escaping from her throat. Again, just as she was feeling the first signs of an orgasm, he stopped.
"Roll over," Fleming told her.
He pulled her to the side and rolled them both over without pulling out of her. She now lay on top of him, thinking that she was not about to ride him like a wild cowgirl. He was about to be disappointed if he was expecting a lot out of her.
She moved her hips back and forth a little. She didn't want to work too hard, but she did realize that this wouldn't be over until he came. She sat up, raising her hips upward so his dick slid back and forth inside her slippery tunnel. He reached up to hold her breasts, hanging down in front of his face.
Shocks suddenly began pulsing through her. She realized that she had positioned herself so that her clit rubbed against him with each stroke. She ground herself on him so that her clit was repeatedly stimulated, and soon she thrust violently down on his shaft as she climaxed, wailing while impaled on his stiff rod.
As she came down from that, she found herself being thrown forward on the bed. Were they done? No, he was still hard, and for a moment she realized that she was happy he was still hard, because she was still on a high. He had gotten her turned on too much to stop now.
Fleming lifted her hips upward and pulled her legs around. He stood on the floor while pulling her legs off the bed, one on each side of his waist. She cooperated, as she knew that he would keep going at it until he came. She buried her face in the pillow and let him bang her from behind. He held her thighs wide as he sunk his dick into her pussy. He thrust his hips, leaning all of his weight forward while pulling her backwards, towards him, banging her as hard and deep as he could. She was enjoying feeling his cock pounding into her, reaching farther inside her than he had before.
She thought he was about to climax when he stopped thrusting, holding himself deep inside her. But he would move his hips around a little, then pull out and thrust into her again. She was surprised when she felt his fingers playing around her anus while he held himself deep, but ignored it at first. Only when a finger actually pushed inside her ass hole did she realize what he had been doing. She had never had anything go inside her ass, and wasn't interested in it. But what she thought would be a turn-off actually felt good, even causing a groan to escape from her as he wiggled the finger inside her ass. She actually missed it when he withdrew the finger, and her attention returned to the pounding her pussy was getting.
Before she realized it, his finger pushed back into her ass. No, this was bigger. And longer. And felt bigger as it was pushed deeper into her. She was being stretched deep inside. It took a few moments to realize that it was an object. A dildo of some kind, perhaps.
Her pussy began quivering almost as soon as she felt the dildo begin to vibrate. "Holy shit!" she thought. She had never felt anything like that, and it was good! The vibrations pulsed through her body, and the cock inside her was doing the same. She began seeing stars from the wild sensations coming from her pussy and her ass. Fleming must have felt it as well, as his cock seemed to swell and pump faster into her. In only another minute he began spurting his load deep inside her pussy, and it all set her off as well into a strong orgasm that lasted longer than his.
Fleming kept his hard cock inside her a little longer, and she had little time to come down from her climax as he reached under her. Feeling her clit, he rubbed it hard and fast. Almost immediately she started cumming again, this time even more. She thrashed around, not realizing that his softening dick had slipped out of her. The attack on her clit and the vibrations in her ass caused her to have perhaps the longest and loudest orgasm of her young life, and finally she laid on the bed, arms and legs sprawled out, as he left to go into the bathroom.
As she slowly came back to reality, the glow quickly faded. She was overcome with guilt at what she had allowed him to do to her. She gave up her body to keep her secret. Was it worth it? Hopefully it was over with Mr. Fleming, and her parents wouldn't find out that she was fucking her brother, but was that enough? She felt terrible, and the fact that she just had such a wonderful orgasm seemed to make her feel worse.
