Tommy's Girl

I had a comment and an e-mail suggesting I was *fat shaming* in chapter one. They couldn't be further from the truth. I simply described what we find in every area of our lives, people who are plus size, in chapter two I write about how there are those who love that dynamic of society. My youngest sister is *plus sized* and she's married to a loving man who refused to date anyone that wasn't as he described it, "fluffy". The character Bonnie's greatest desire in life is to marry and have babies, that will happen in chapter three. For those who made the choice to be offended, either personally or for someone else, there really are things far more urgent to expend your energy on. Enjoy the rest of the story.

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I'd only been up a short while when mom got home, wondering why I looked so sleepy. When Tom told her I'd taken a nap she frowned at me.

Tom came to my rescue once again, "Hey mom, chill out. She's on spring break, what the hell is the problem? Isn't that what spring break is for? To rest and recuperate?"

I'm thinking to myself, there hasn't been any rest and recuperation yet, a lot of sex, and hopefully lots more to come (pun intended) but so far there's been little to no rest.

Mother's expression was one of exasperation and anger wrapped into one. "When do you go back mister? Your smart mouth is giving your sister ideas she isn't going to get away with after you leave."

"A week from Thursday mother, and when are you going to stop treating her like she's 13? Shit, you still want her to wear Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday little girl panties for cryin out loud. Get a life ma, she's 18, technically she doesn't need your damned permission to wear whatever type of underwear she wants. You're gonna have to loosen the apron strings at some point."

"Thomas, you watch your mouth, I'm your mother, not some floozy on campus. And your sister will do as she's told while she's still under my roof. Including wearing the type of underwear I think is appropriate."

Tommy upped the ante, "Oh, so you can wear slutty lingerie and screw around with the young prof's, but your daughter is supposed to continue behaving like she's still 13. You're unbelievable."

My mother's chin hung down as her mouth gaped in surprise and humiliation. Tommy had tripped her blastoff button, but she had no fuel left to burn. Throwing up her hands she burst from the kitchen grabbing her hair and yelling *ggaahhhhh*. Tom looked at me and stated.

"Gee, that went well. Don'cha think?"

We both snickered and laughed softly, no need to piss her off even more. We ordered in pizza, when mom finally emerged from her den of self-loathing and pity there was at least food to warm and consume. She was quiet as we dinked around with the puzzle, we mused at how much we'd gotten done in only one afternoon. My phone rang, sure enough, it was Bonnie. I signaled I was going to take this in my room, Tom walked to the table and took mom's hand as he sat down.

"Hi Bonnie. I was expecting a call from you yesterday, what's up?

"I'm kinda liking the attention I'm getting from Paul, he's no hunk. But he treats me nice. Neither of us are marriage material, I have no desire to let him into my panties, but it's fun to go out with someone instead of being alone all the time."

"What do you mean alone? I go with you a lot."

"Yeah, but you don't have a dick, small or large, there's a difference when you're just out running with your friend. By the way, how are things progressing with your hunk of a guy? Did you let him fuck you yet?"

I was silent a bit too long as she blasted my ear with her comments.

"Oh my God, you did, you fucked him. Was it good? Are you sore? Did he just take you or did you make out first? How big is his cock? Are you walking funny? Tell me Marge, I have to know."

I sighed, she was my one and only true friend and had never betrayed my trust before, I thought it'll be okay to tell her enough to placate her. Maybe then she'll leave it alone.

"First of all, we didn't FUCK, he made love to me. He was very gentle and caring, he took his time and explained everything to me, sure I'm sore. Try sticking a cucumber in your cunt seven inches deep and tell me you aren't sore. I expected he'd want to do it again tonight, he told me no, he wanted me to heal so we could do it again tomorrow."

I continued. "As for how it was, it hurt like hell when he broke my hymen, but then he waited for me to settle down and let him know when I was ready. As we began to screw it felt a little better with each stroke, he was going deeper and deeper until I felt his balls hit my ass, at that point he stopped, we smiled at each other and he whispered *good girl* as I blew him a kiss. By the time we came we were both worn out."

"Oh Marge, this is wonderful news. Did he eat you? Did you suck his cock? Are you gonna let him butt fuck you before he goes back? I'm so damn jealous of you."

"Listen Bonnie, no one can know. You must promise me this, I've never betrayed your trust or blabbed anything you've told me in confidence, you have to do the same for me. Promise." She promised and I continued.

"Yes, he ate me, it was glorious, I was almost to the point of passing out by the time he stopped licking and sucking my clit. I had to push his head away it was so intense. And no, he didn't force me, he's not like that. We went at my speed, I was the one telling him if I was okay or not. As for anal, I'd say no, he hasn't brought it up and I don't think I could get his dick in my butt."

"You didn't answer my question Marge. Did you suck his cock? Did he cum in your mouth, did you swallow?"

"You aren't going to leave this alone, are you? Yes, he's teaching me to suck him and pretty soon I'll be able to swallow all of it. Right now, we do it in the shower, that way we don't make a mess when it leaks out of my mouth. I'm real close though, a couple more times and I'll be able to take all his cum without any dribbling out. And before you ask, no he didn't deep throat me, he wants me to take as much as I can in my mouth without gagging, and he insists on a lip's only blow job, no hands, which is so fucking hot."

I could hear her moaning and gasping for air. "You're getting yourself off, aren't you? My gosh Bonnie, you're such a slut."

"Margie. Do you think you might let him fuck me before he goes home? I would love to be a slut for him, I'd let him fuck my body anyway he'd like, I'm not stupid enough to think I would or could steal him from you, but I don't want to be a virgin if I go to college. I also don't want to be raped or hurt, he sounds so perfect, I'd happily give him my cherry. Please Marge, will you at least think about it?"

To say I was flabbergasted is an understatement, I was in shock. What the hell had my friend just ask. Is she that desperate, is she really asking if I'll let her fuck Tom? Where the next sentence came from, I'll never know, it just sort of fell out of my mouth.

"Bonnie, that would be up to him. He and I would have to talk about it, I won't say yes, but I won't say no either, with the following condition. If he says no you will leave it and us alone. Fair enough?"

"Fair enough Margie. Thank you, I'm gonna hang up, I'm sure we have a cucumber in the fridge, I'm gonna practice in case you guys say yes. Night, thanks Marge, you're the best." Silence.

When I left my room Tom and mother were still talking, as I approached, she reached her arm out and circled my waist. They told me they'd apologized, and we all need to let things flow, to stop stepping on each other's toes all the time. Mom said she'd stop treating me like a juvenile, which I doubted, but was willing to give it a go.

After mom went to bed, I was so horny I wanted him to fuck me again, he kept to his word and ate me on the deck in the moonlight. I thought it was extremely erotic and romantic. I had my pillow along and screamed into it as I dropped over the cliff. He said I was still a little swollen but should be ready to go in the morning if I was up to it. I commented I would be ready for everything he had to give me, then asked if he'd like a blow job.

We switched positions, he was laying on the chaise lounge and I was on my knees to the side of him, my pillow under them to take away the discomfort of the decking. I had a lot more cock in my mouth than I had in the morning and he was ready to blow in less than five minutes. I pulled off long enough to tell him to cum in my mouth, I thought I was ready to swallow it all.

Just before he came, he took hold of my head and began to fuck my mouth, I absolutely love the feeling of him gently using my mouth for his pleasure, then I felt the head enlarge, his dick began to pulse as I felt the cum rising through the huge vein on the bottom. I quickly moved my lips back to the head and locked them tight, determined not to lose a drop and nearly succeeded, when I was finished swallowing there were two tiny dribbles out the corners of my mouth, which I instantly scooped up with my fingers and sucked them clean.

Tom drew me up to his face, kissed me passionately and whispered my favorite phrase, *good girl*.

We tossed the chair cushions on the deck and lay in each other's arms talking. He asked about my plans after high school. I told him I'd like to wait a year to go to college but dreaded having to live with mom during that time, no matter how old I was she was still going to dominate. He surprised me by saying I belonged with him. I perched on my elbow looking at him confused. That is until he spoke.

"I'm going to be transferring to Boise State in Idaho next semester, no, dad doesn't know yet, but I have enough income to pay my own way and I'll be 21, I won't need his permission for anything anymore. You need to come live with me, we have different last names, no one needs to know we're siblings."

"But Tommy, how would I live? I don't have that kind of income and maybe dad will cut off my monthly allowance, then what will I do?"

"Maggie, I haven't been completely forthright to this point. You know I'm majoring in computer science, well I'm also a programmer and do some work on the side. I don't make a lot, under 60K a year, but with my tuition and school fees paid it's enough to see me, or should I say us through. I've checked the job market, finding work for you shouldn't be an issue. Heck, even McDonalds is paying thirteen bucks an hour to run a cash register."

Could I really do that I wondered? Mother would have a cow, she has full parental rights over me, but that ended when I turned 18, and there's my educational fund, I can use it any way I choose after 18 if it's for educational purposes, what isn't used is mine at the age of twenty five. Maybe it would work, but what will mom and dad say about it? Tom's been right about everything else since he got here, I should probably listen to him and not worry about what they'll say.

"How would I get there? I have a license but not a car. How would I move my stuff? What if somebody asks if we're married?"

"First things first hon, I have a Chevy Astro all wheel drive van, it's ten years old but is in good shape mechanically and not rusted out or beat up. I would drive here, load your stuff and we'd hit the road. If what you have to move is the stuff in your room, there will be plenty of space in the van. Why would anyone ask if we're married, people live together all the time, nobody really gives a shit anymore. As for mom and dad, as long as we aren't counting on them for financial support, they can't say much at all can they?"

"Tommy, would I be like your wife, would we sleep in the same bed and make love and everything like that? I want to be your good girl, but I don't want people to think I'm a slut."

"I'll introduce you as my live in girlfriend, no one will question it, people everywhere do it, especially in university towns. Of course we'll sleep together, I want all of this hot little body I can get. As soon as your body adjusts to me being inside you I'm gonna want it often. And then baby, we're gonna ride hard. I'll teach you how to ride me cowgirl. "

My mind was in flux, could this actually happen? Am I ready to leave the nest to live with my older brother, as his wife or live-in girlfriend, or whatever he wants to call me. I'll be in his bed every night, that part I'm excited about, I would love to have him between my legs every day, or from behind.

"I love this idea Tom, almost as much as I love you. Do you honestly think we could do it, and not get tired of each other in six months? I also need to ask you something unusual."

"Well Maggie, I'm not going to get tired of this sexy body laying next to me in six months, are you going to get tired of me? I don't want to sugar coat our being together and make it seem like we'll be with each other forever, although I would do that if that's how it's supposed to be, but I can see us being together for four or five years before we meet the right partners and step out on our own. If that happens, we'll have shared something no one can ever take from us. Now, what's your question?"

I was in a sweat shirt and bottoms, Tom was in a tee and sweat bottoms, I was chilly, he pulled me closer and hugged me tight. I felt so warm, so safe, so wanted and desired in his arms, and though he wasn't using his hands to play with me, he had his thigh between my legs tight against my pussy where I would push against it every few minutes. Nothing hard or grinding, I simply loved the feel of his leg against my pussy, like it was his ... and in my heart, it was. With our faces inches from each other we spoke softly.

"Do you remember me talking about my chubby friend Bonnie? You do? Okay, well here's the scoop, oh my God this is so damned crazy. Yes, yes, I'll spit it out, just let me process what I have to say. She's never met you, but she has a massive crush on you. Tommy, she climaxed in the girl's room looking at your picture when I first showed her. Well, anyway, while we were talking, she got it out of me that we'd made love. No, she won't say anything, I believe her. Back to my question, well, actually her question."

"Jeepers Maggie, land the damned plane already. How many times are you gonna circle the airport? Get to the point."

I slapped him on the chest, "Okay, okay, don't be an ass. Here goes nothing, remember, I'm relaying what she asked me." Deep sigh. "She wants to know if you'll screw her before you go home? She says she'll take it anyway you want, ass, mouth, cunt, she doesn't care as long as she gets her cherry popped in the process."

I shrunk back waiting for the onslaught, all I got was him pulling me tightly against him. He began caressing my breast under my shirt, tweaking my hard nipple, softly molding my breast, squeezing lightly, then stopped.

"I thought that YOU were my girl. Was I wrong? No, then why would you want me to screw Bonnie? Won't you be upset with me if I do?"

Now I was on the spot, wasn't I? Did I secretly want him to do Bonnie, I mean fuck her hard, give her something to tingle about all summer?

I sighed and spoke, "If you were gonna do it all the time I would hate it, if it's once I won't be mad. She's the only friend I've ever had, she's lonely and feels fat, if I could do something to make her feel better about herself I would. She told me that all she's ever wanted in life was to be married and have babies, lots of babies. I wouldn't want you to fall in love with her, but I wouldn't be mad if I knew you were gonna take her cherry before she goes to college. Besides, if I go with you to Boise, the chance of ever seeing her again is mighty slim."

I heard nothing but the sound of him breathing softly and his heart beating for what seemed an eternity. He kissed me, softly petted my cheek, then kissed me again.

"I think I'll do it Maggie, but only if you're there. You don't have to participate, but I don't know her and don't want her to get any wrong ideas. I want her to understand you're my girl, I'm not looking for anyone else and this never happens again. Agreed?"

I nodded and scrunched myself in tighter to his chest. I told him I'd let her know tomorrow and we should probably set it up for Thursday morning. We woke just as the sun was rising, making our way to our respective beds not bothering to get up when mom left for work. I was sitting on Tommy's chest as his eyes opened, his hands went under my legs and pulled me forward, I wasn't sure what we were going to do. He placed first one knee over his shoulder then the other, pulled the crotch of my panties aside and licked me.

"Oh my gosh, let me get my panties off. I'm going to love this."

He quickly peed as I got completely naked, then positioned myself directly above his mouth. I looked at my tiny little pink slit, it wasn't very long, some of the girls at school had big puffy lips and they were real long, not mine. Mine were thin and my slit was only about three inches long, Tommy told me he loved my pussy, he said even if the lips weren't puffy, they wrapped around his shaft like the lips on my mouth when I sucked him.

I lowered to where my labia were touching his mouth, at which time his tongue darted out piercing the outer and inner labia with one long swipe of his tongue. My head went back, I squealed like a schoolgirl, my hands were in his hair over his ears, I wanted to grab them and pull him tighter but was afraid I'd hurt him. Instead I ground back and forth across his mouth as he licked and teased my clit. I leaned forward forcing my vulva tight against his mouth as I orgasmed, gushing for the first time, liquid was all over his face, running down the sides of his neck, pooling in the hollow below his Adams apple.

He lifted and laid me down swinging himself over me, anticipating what he might want I opened my legs as wide as they would go, I reached between us, grabbed his dick and placed it at the opening to my greedy love canal. I could feel that fat thick head stretching my warm tender lips apart, then going a bit further pushing against the inner labia with not as much resistance. Before I realized it he was inside me, he didn't wait this time, he began stroking right away. My hips were rising to meet him, I put my legs around his waist, then placed them behind his butt, digging my heels in pulling him tighter with each forward thrust.

"Tommy, I need you to do it harder, I think I'm ready for it. Give me your balls."

He picked up speed and the level of thrust, he was now hammering against my pelvis, our bodies slapping together, my natural lubrication lathering around the base of his cock in a white ring, Tom grunting with every other stroke, me yipping and uh,ing between staggered breaths. I could feel it rising from the core of my being, the much sought after and sometimes elusive climax. He sensed it as well.

"You ready to cum for me Maggie? Is this what you wanted? A nice hard fuck? I'm ready to cum, do it with me Maggie, cum with me."

As he slammed his body against mine, I did the same with him. Both cumming at the same time isn't as common as stories would have us believe, but we'd managed it and found ourselves exhausted. My legs flopped onto the bed, Tom was out of breath, sweating profusely, the droplets accumulating on his chest hair, then dripping onto my taught little tits. A drop of sweat landed directly on my right nipple, I thought I was going to cum again, that was so hot. I could feel the sperm running out around his cock, dribbling down my legs toward my ass and onto the sheets.

As he flopped onto his side he pulled me close, "Tonight I do it from behind, tonight you learn doggy, it'll make you scream it's so deep."

"Then I don't want to wait until tonight when I have to be quiet. We're going to rest and you're going to teach me doggy this afternoon, don't bother arguing, your cock belongs to me and I'm going to fuck it when I want."