Everyone Loves My Ass Ch 05

"Killer past couple of weeks for you, huh, little brother?"

Paul and I were finally on the road, heading to California. We had the top down on my convertible Beetle, all our stuff was piled in the back seat, and I was grinning at him from behind the wheel. Although there really wasn't much to see out there in the middle of nowhere, we didn't care. We were excited to be rolling at last, just the two of us together on the open highway.

Driving along, I'd been teasing him about everything that'd happened.

"First you become this raging horndog with me, then you're totally fucking Lisa like crazy! Are you

sure

you were a virgin, or was that all just some big sympathy scam?"

"You got me, sis. I engineered everything, right down to the finest detail. Behind your back I got Rick, Donny, Mom, and Dad together, and we conspired to brainwash you into doing exactly what you've always done anyway. Then I hypnotized us both so that I'd get all excited by seeing you in your panties, and you would get turned on by seeing what you'd done to me."

I had to grin as I listened to him lay it all out.

Returning my grin, he pressed onward. "The hard part was always going to be finding a way to get Mom on board with my wicked scheme. I had to get you to play with her, otherwise she wouldn't go for it. Getting you to convince her to join in was a real bitch, but I knew it would be the key to the whole thing."

We both laughed, yet I wondered at his joke about getting me to play with Mom. He didn't know about her coming to my room. I hadn't told him about any of the things she and I had done together. As far as he knew, she just suddenly started being sexier with everyone all on her own.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "How did I play with Mom? Like you said, I've only been doing the same things I've always done. Mom just finally decided to enjoy herself and not worry about you guys getting hard from seeing us. You and she suddenly changed, not me."

"Sure, Dawn, and you had nothing to do with it. Come on, are you saying you didn't encourage Mom to loosen up?"

"How did I encourage her? What do you think I did? She simply decided to start having fun again, and she made that decision all on her own."

"You didn't give her some sort of pep talk, convincing her to start dressing more like you?"

"No!" I said, laughing. "What in the world ever gave you that idea? I didn't do anything, Paul. I didn't need to. All I did was tell her how great she looked and how awesome it was to see her being so sexy around the house. You told her the exact same things."

"I suppose you're also going to say that you had nothing to do with Lisa either," he grinned, dropping the hammer on me.

Fidgeting in my seat, I returned his grin. "I just gave her my blessing. I told her how wonderful she is, and that I was happy for her to be the one for you."

He sat there, smirking.

"Okay, fine," I laughed. "Maybe I might have also encouraged her to make the first move, just to get the ball rolling, since you were obviously never going to do it!"

"Hey! Who says I wasn't?"

"So, were you? When were you ever going to step up and finally make a move on her?"

He gave me a sheepish grin. "Probably never. I didn't even know she liked me, and I just assumed she was way out of my league anyway."

Exasperated, I turned to stare at him. "Why on earth would you assume that? Paul, you're absolutely gorgeous. All the girls say so. You heard them totally spazzing out over you."

"Yeah, I heard them. That day was the first time, though, and you basically put them up to it."

"I did not! I didn't have to put them up to anything, and I certainly didn't tell them to slobber all over you about how hot you are. 'You can fuck me any time, Paul!' Yeah, right! You think I put them up to that? Baby brother, believe me, they came up with that all on their own."

"Yeah, okay, but you still started it."

"What do you mean?"

"Dawn, Lisa told me everything."

"If she really told you everything, then you know she already wanted you."

"Yeah, she admitted that, but you also told her to make a move on me before I left for our trip. She said it was your talk that put the thought in her head."

"Paul, she'd already told me point-blank, 'I want to fuck your brother.' She wanted you to be her first. She didn't know how, or when, but she knew she wanted you. I didn't have to convince her of that."

"Fine, but she never would have done it, not without you. She hadn't planned on anything like that, at least not so soon. She said you really did it to her when you took off your panties in front of me, then you pulled her skirt up. She said it was all you."

Smiling smugly, he knew he'd won that one.

"Okay," I admitted, allowing him his little victory, "she told me the same thing. So? All I did was help speed things up a bit. Unless you're a total retard, you were eventually going to figure out that she wanted you. Jeez, she allowed herself to be completely naked for you. Wasn't that a subtle enough hint? I mean, sooner or later, even you would have picked up on her intentions."

"Yeah, we probably would've gotten together eventually. It's not like I would ever say no to her."

"I would hope not, but she had to do everything. You were never going to make the first move, so you should be thanking me!"

"Dawn, are you under some weird impression that I'm

not

thanking you? Do you think I'm

blaming

you, like it's a bad thing? Of course I'm thanking you! That's what I've been trying to say this whole time! You have been totally awesome. I cannot possibly thank you enough for everything you've done. I'm not just talking about what you did with Lisa, either, even though that would already be way more than enough."

"What do you mean?"

"Come on, look at everything you've done for me. Starting off, look what you've done just to you and me. It's all because of you that we've become so close. We used to ignore each other; now you're my best friend, and the coolest sister any guy ever had. Plus, god, you're so hot and sexy with me. In terms of sex, you've given me everything."

"Not everything. We were interrupted, remember?" I giggled.

He didn't laugh with me. He just grinned. "Yes, big sister, everything. First, you let me see you in your amazing little panties and tops, and even naked. You were happy to show me every inch of your insanely incredible body. You allowed me to get turned on by looking at you. Instead of trying to make me feel guilty about it, you encouraged me. Then you let me know that you like to see me, too. Coming from you, the hottest girl in the whole school, that's a really big deal. And, yes, we were interrupted, but you still made sure I got to have sex. You didn't just talk Lisa into it, you helped her do it. She even insisted on your help, because you were such an important part of it to her. You made it awesome for all of us. Dawn, you always make everything awesome."

"Oh, Paul..." I said, trying not to cry. "Don't you know how much I love you? I would do anything for you."

Noticing that my eyes were welling up, he took my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "See? This is what I mean. Dawn, this is the best time of my life, and it's all because of you. Look how we're talking now. Check out where we are. I'm on a road trip! Me, on a road trip! And I'm with the most beautiful girl in the world. You even made

this

happen, by asking Mom and Dad to let me come with you. You're giving me the best experiences of my life, and since you're my sister I'll get to love you for it forever. Oh, and don't forget that one other thing..." he added, smiling mischievously.

I grinned, waiting.

"Look what you did to Mom. Look at the gift you've given all of us, with everything you've done to her. Jeez, just look what you've given me with her. Look how happy she is, how alive she is, and how happy she and Dad are together now. Have you ever seen them this happy? Dawn, you've turned Mom into the happiest, sexiest, most awesome wife, mother, friend, and lover ever. None of us could ever thank you enough for that."

"Paul, I keep telling you, she did that all on her own. I didn't need to talk her into anything. She surprised me with it the same as she surprised you, Rick, Donny, and Dad."

"You may not have specifically talked her into it, but you know you're the reason for it. No way these crazy past couple of weeks happen, not without you giving her the freedom to go for it. You did that by setting the example every day, both before and after she gave you her blessing to wear whatever you want around the house. Whether it's Dad, me, or my friends, you're always totally sexy with us, giving us all constant hard-ons. You excite Mom, too. Dawn, you're the one who gave her permission to be sexy again. I'm sure Dad wasn't stopping her or anything, but she could only do it with your blessing, and your inspiration."

I grinned, "She certainly is inspiring, isn't she?"

"Yes, she is, but I said you, not her. You inspired her, not the other way around. She didn't have to talk you into being the way you are."

"Paul, I keep telling you, I didn't have to talk

her

into anything either. She's always been a huge flirt. Come on, you've seen those outrageously sexy miniskirts and see-through tops she wears for Dad and his friends. Whenever she goes anywhere with them, she's usually half naked. The only thing that's changed is now she's also doing it around the house again."

"Fine, even if you didn't have to talk her into it, you're still the one who convinced her that it was okay to be that way around the house again. It was obviously inside her all along, and you gave her permission to let it back out."

Beaming at him, I debated whether to ask my next question. In the end, I simply had to know.

Grinning, I just put it out there....

"Speaking of things being inside her, were you ever going to tell me what was really going on when you and Mom had your little 'accident' at the kitchen table?"

His face sort of momentarily froze.

"What...what do you mean? You were there. You saw what happened. What more did you want me to say?"

"Well, for starters, Mom later told me that just a

wee

bit more happened that night than you two sneaks had led me to believe," I said, giving him a huge grin.

"Ummm...she did? Like what? I mean, what did she say?"

Laughing to myself over his reluctance to spill the beans, I said, "Okay, just tell me what really happened that night. While you're at it, go ahead and tell me about any other little 'accidents' you two may have had. I'm guessing that couldn't have been the only one, not with the way she totally drools at the sight of your huge dick. Come on, we have all the time in the world now to talk about everything, and I'm dying to know."

With the sign posts blurring against an endless horizon of rolling fields of grain, finally he turned to me, a small grin playing on his lips. He was obviously weighing what to say, so I gave him a gentle nudge. "Baby, there's no need for secrets anymore. It's just you and me out here, and you know I'm not going to say a word about this to anyone. Why would I? I'm involved in it too."

"You are? I thought you told me you weren't? In fact, I could have sworn you just said, 'I'm only doing the same things I've always done. It's you two who changed.' Are you now saying that things also happened with you?"

He had a total shit-eating grin.

"Paul, you know they have. I'm sitting here talking to one of those 'things that happened.' Baby, think about what you and I have done. I'm definitely involved in this."

"Is that it, though? Just the things with me, plus what you do with the girls? Nothing else? No little 'accidents' of your own with Mom or Dad?"

It had clearly become my turn to weigh what to say, and he was watching me closely. Giving him a little grin, I made my decision.

"No, it hasn't just been you. I've also done things with Mom...and Dad."

"Seriously? Dad, too?"

I nodded shyly. "Yes, kind of like what you did with Mom. Still, tell me. I want to know what really happened that night at the kitchen table."

"Okay, but you have to tell me your stuff too," he grinned.

"Of course. Fair is fair. I bet you have way more to tell, though."

"Way more about that night specifically, or way more in general?"

"Both. You and Mom have done more than just the kitchen table thing, haven't you? I mean, come on, she told us how you've been stuffing your constant erections in her ass for years and years now, and Mom never wears panties, not even with her tiny sundresses. I'm sure there must have been plenty of other times besides that night in the kitchen when you were right up in her bare bottom."

He nodded bashfully.

"Okay then, start with that night. Fill me in. I know you two were hiding at least some of what was going on."

"Dawn, she really did it. Or we really did it. Actually, I'm not exactly sure who was doing it."

"Doing what?" I grinned.

"I was inside her," he said, nearly in a whisper.

"I know, you both told me that. You were inside her about halfway, for just a few seconds. Then, as we continued talking, you kept pressing into her, sort of sliding in and out. That's when you two would flinch."

He gave me a slow grin. "No, Dawn. She was totally messing with you. Initially, yes, we had that accident, when I popped out of my boxers and slid inside her. She sat up a little, but didn't jump away, like she did the first time. She just let it press against her, skin to skin."

"Yes, I know. She said so at the time."

"What she didn't tell you was that the next time I accidentally slid inside her, she let me stay there; it wasn't just pressing between her lips, close to going inside. No, she let me go all the way. She was so wet, I slid right in. When I pushed inside, she held me there, squeezing me with her pussy. You started asking her about it; I mean really asking about the details, like how did it feel? Do you remember when she shifted in my lap, and my hands went to her hips? She said, 'I wouldn't keep moving on him this way if it didn't feel so good.'"

"Yes, I remember. I also remember that she said I should try it, too."

We exchanged grins, and I reached over to stroke him through his pants. "Baby, she was giving us her permission. She was even encouraging us to do it, telling me right in front of you that I should try sitting naked on your hard cock, the way she was. She said that I might enjoy letting her caress my bare breasts while your huge erection is pushing inside me. Then I remember her saying to you, 'It felt like you were fucking me before, and you loved it. Now it feels like you're fucking me again, only this time it's even better because it's no accident.'"

"Exactly. She'd positioned herself to where my erection was no longer trapped between my legs, with the head pressing against her. She moved around until my legs came apart a little, freeing it to pop up, then she lifted and let it go inside her. We didn't have a good angle, so that's why you saw her continually shifting her hips. She was taking more inside, driving me crazy by grinding her ass and squeezing her pussy on me. When you saw her really obviously reposition herself, she wasn't trying to make it more comfortable to sit on."

"She was trying to take more of it inside her," I grinned.

He returned my grin. "Not just more of it. All of it. Dawn, she took the whole thing. She was telling you that she didn't need to be curious about how I'd feel inside her, remember? By that point I was completely stuffed inside her pussy. She kept moving in my lap, occasionally letting it slip halfway out before sliding it back in, until finally she just sank all the way down and stayed there. That's when you saw her really start grinding her ass, like nonstop. We were totally fucking almost that entire time.

"Did you see when Dad came in? Remember how reluctantly she climbed off my lap? If she hadn't felt my panic, god, I think she would have stayed right where she was and just continued fucking me. In fact, I'm sure of it. She would've kept me all the way inside her, even with Dad there. When she finally went back to her own seat, didn't you notice how I was sticking straight up out of my boxers, all wet and shiny? I barely had time to put it away!"

I shook my head. "No, I didn't. I was behind you when she got up, so I couldn't see it. By the time I made it to your lap you were already covered again. You really think she would've kept doing it, even in front of Dad?"

He gave me another accusing grin. "I'm positive. She had no panic reaction at all. Dawn, she was doing it because of you. Just like with everything else, you inspired her, and gave her permission. All those questions you were asking us, that's what really turned her on. She started off by being surprised over what had happened, but definitely okay with it, then she became super playful and mischievous about it. Once she saw that you were completely fine with everything, it made her want to do even more, simply to see how far we could go while still keeping it as sort of our own sneaky little secret. Dawn, you've turned her into a horny goofball teenager again!"

I couldn't help but laugh, then he laughed too. We laughed even more when a bazillion crows flew right over us, and suddenly my windshield was bombed by two of the biggest meatloaf-sized turds ever. I spritzed the washers and flipped on the wipers, and we laughed again as the bird poop smeared all over the place. Once it eventually began to clear up, we settled back down.

"Paul, you may be reading way too much into it. Maybe she just wanted your huge cock, and my being there was the only thing stopping her from totally fucking your brains out. We both know she wanted to feel it inside her. She made that perfectly clear. When you were waving it at her, god, she even came right out and said, 'I love it!' She was saying she wants to fuck you again. I think that what happened was she simply surrendered to temptation and let you fuck her, hoping I wouldn't catch on.

"It worked, too. I didn't know, not exactly. I definitely didn't realize it had gone that far, and she certainly didn't get the idea to do it from me! How could she? I can't get anyone to fuck me!"

I laughed, but he only grinned. "You just keep thinking that. See, I know better. I could feel what was making her respond. It was you, Dawn. It was your questions. It was when you touched her and put my hands on her. You were telling her it was okay, giving her permission, encouraging her to keep going. You were turning her on. The thought of you wanting to watch us have sex was driving her crazy.

"I'm also sure that if Dad had just stayed upstairs a little longer she would have turned her body and started moving all the way up and down on me. She would've openly fucked me, right in front of you. She wasn't going to play her sneaky game too much longer. She was squirming so much, I could tell she really wanted to fuck. She would have done it, too, even with you watching us."

"Yes, I think you're right. I also think that at some point there, if Dad hadn't come down, she would've put me in your lap and had you fuck me, too. She would have watched us and played with me as we had sex, just like I played with her while you two were fucking."

I let out a wistful sigh.

"That's what I mean, Dawn. Again, just like with you giving me yourself, and even Lisa, you gave me Mom, too. She never would have done the things she's been doing with me these past few weeks—or any of the amazing things she's been doing with all of us lately—if not for you. You did this to her. You turn her on like crazy."

"Wow," I said, slowly shaking my head in wonder. "You and Mom had sex, and you did it right in front of me. Paul, that is just completely awesome."