Tabby was enjoying her night alone at home. Her parents had gone away for the weekend leaving the 18-year-old with her older brother to look after the house. Ricky had gone out, as usual so Tabby had enjoyed a quiet evening at home. She had broken up with her boyfriend a week earlier so she was still feeling a little down in the dumps anyway.
It was getting late now; the late movie was nearly over. It had been an old time romance, just what Tabby wanted. She yawned, after this she would slip out of the little light pink short dress with white buttons she was wearing and get ready for bed.
Just as the last add break in the movie was finishing the door of the lounge opened and in walked Ricky in his dirty blue jeans and stained white t-shirt. The smell of stale beer filled the air, even overpowering the sweet fragrance of the perfume Tabby had used earlier. The 22-year-old was a big lad, over 6 foot and quite broad across the shoulders. He shared the same dark hair and deep dark eyes of his little sister.
"Hi sis'," he called out in a half-drunken slur.
"Shhhh," Tabby put her finger to her lip to silence the intrusion.
"What you watching?"
"A movie, and it's nearly over so don't interrupt."
"Ohhh…one of those slushy romances," Ricky said walking further into the room and turning to watch the flickering TV.
"I said shut up. If you want to stay sit down and be quiet."
"Ohhh…who got up your nose tonight."
"I said be quiet. God you can be thick. And you've been drinking again."
"What do you mean 'again'."
"God you stink," Tabby said, trying to concentrate on the show.
"Shut up sis' you're just trying to wind me up."
"No I'm not now just be quiet," Tabby insisted. "Oh, now see what you've done, I've missed the end of the show. God you piss me off sometimes."
"Now, now Tabby. It wasn't that great a show. So they all got married and lived happily ever after. There I've ended it for you."
"You bastard, I was enjoying that. You always have to wreck other people's fun. Suppose you've been out all night with those other losers you call friends."
Ricky walked toward the couch where Tabby was sitting with a defiant look on her face. He placed his hands on his hips as he stared down at the young girl.
"What do you mean losers?"
"Just that. Those guys all think their cars are extensions of their dicks and that they're so cool, especially that greaser Tony."
"You little bitch. Don't you talk about my friends like that."
"Why not, that's what they are. They all think they're God's gift to woman. I see the way they look at me whenever they come over. But I doubt whether any of them could get it up long enough to satisfy a goat let alone a real woman."
"Oh yeah little miss know it all," Ricky said walking closer. He had always fancied his little sister and knew that a lot of his mates did. They were always commenting on how they would love to screw her. "I know all about you behind the bike sheds little miss blow job supreme. Nothing but a slut."
"I've never done anything like that you bastard. You can't accuse me of…" her voice trailed off as she watched her brother unzip his jeans right in front of her.
"Come on you little bitch, why don't you just suck me off right now," Ricky let the jeans drop to the floor followed quickly by his shorts. Tabby gasped at the size of his cock waving in the air in front of her. "Go on bitch, take it in your mouth."
Tabby had never had sex before, never sucked a cock. Her experience was limited to a bit of a grope in the back of a car. She had never even seen a cock cum before. None of her boyfriends had pressed it on her, she always hung out with a more conservative lot. Now this enormous 10-inch monster was dangling in front of her.
"No way," she exclaimed. "You got to be joking. You're drunk anyway."