Message-ID: <3948eli$9709101059@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: DevoSpudC Subject: Story - "My Brother's Girl, Part 4" (m/f, teen, rom, yum) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <34155B4F.638D@ix.netcom.com> ********************************************************* This story contains sex. Do not read this story if sex offends you, freaks you out, or makes you wet the bed. If you are under the age of 18 and read this story, I will get you. I know where you live. Expect it most when you expect it least. ********************************************************* MY BROTHER’S GIRL Chapter Four The rest of that day passed very slowly, especially since I spent most of it in the Principal’s office bleeding into a paper towel. My nose ached and I was probably going to have a black eye, but the worst part about it was going to be explaining what had prompted me to jump two guys and start socking on ‘em. They were upperclassmen, probably juniors, and I’d heard them talking as I passed in the hall. I wasn’t sure, but I think that they probably raised their voices to make sure that I could hear what they were saying. I don’t remember exactly what they said, but I do remember hearing the words "Tammy" and "fucking whore" in the same sentence. I’m not normally an aggressive guy, but something just seemed to snap. I was as surprised as anyone when I turned around and decked the guy. He didn’t look like he’d expected me to do anything, and I clocked him pretty good. My success was short-lived, however, as his buddy frowned and punched me in the nose. He didn’t break it, but it hurt like hell and made my eyes start watering. From then on it was pretty much just me getting worked until we were broken up a few seconds later. After being dragged to the office and calming down a little, I started to feel bad. Not about the fact that I’d just gotten my ass kicked, that was really no big deal, but from the fact that my parents were probably going to find out about Tammy and me. When the principal walked in, he sat down behind his desk and regarded me with the stern, unreadable expression that all authority figures seem to have. "I think I have some idea as to what this is all about," he said, after a few uncomfortable moments of silence. "There have been some ugly rumors going around today, haven’t there?" I kept quiet, staring down at the gold plaque on his desk and probably looking as pathetic as I felt. "What happens outside of school is your business," he said, leaning back in his chair. "But getting in a fight won’t solve anything. I don’t know if any of these stories are true, so I’m not going to mention anything about them to your parents." I felt like sighing with relief, but he wasn’t finished yet. "I’ll leave that for you to explain when they come to get you. I’ve already called them at work." Great. Even if I lied about how the fight had started, I was still going to be grounded for a month. Tammy would no doubt hear about what had happened, and I hoped that she wouldn’t be upset. She already had enough grief without me doing something stupid like this. My mom was pretty worried, and she kept asking me if I was okay all the way home. My dad seemed a little mad, but not nearly as much as I’d expected. I told them that the two guys had been picking on somebody and I’d tried to make them stop. It wasn’t very far from the truth, and they seemed to be satisfied with it. After some rather painful medical attention from my mom and a long lecture from my dad, everything went back to normal. I was only grounded for a week, and I’d also been suspended from school for a day, which was just as well because my left eye had swollen up and was looking pretty bad. My nose was still sore, but that and a few nasty bruises were about the extent of my injuries. I’d gotten hurt a lot worse falling off my bike. Even though I had a day off from school, I was still feeling down. I couldn’t stop wondering how Tammy was doing. I ached just to be able to see her, to talk to her, to look into her dazzling green eyes and touch the silky softness of her passionate red hair. The next day I kicked back around the house, doing all the chores that my parents had assigned me. I caught Cal looking at my black eye during dinner, and he glared at me before returning his attention to his food. I didn’t know what he thought about me getting in a fight, but I did know that he would’ve done the same thing. He also probably would’ve won. I went to bed about eleven, but I couldn’t sleep. I kept thinking about Tammy, wondering if she was asleep right now, or if she was awake and maybe thinking about me. The sudden crack of something hitting my bedroom window startled me out of my thoughts. I quickly got out of bed and pulled the curtains aside to look for whatever had made the noise. I caught a glimpse of movement from below, and I grinned as I saw Tammy standing on the little stretch of lawn below my window, dressed in dark jeans and a black T-shirt. She waved up at me, then walked away toward the front of the house. I dressed with growing excitement and went downstairs as quietly as I could. I’d snuck out of the house at night before, but never to be with a girl. Tammy ambushed me as I walked out to the driveway, coming out from behind the hedge and latching her arms around me with a quiet giggle. "Am I being kidnapped?" I whispered to her with a grin. "Yes," she answered matter-of-factly, grabbing me by the hand and leading me down the street to where she’d left her car. She fell back against the driver’s side door and pulled me against her, holding me tightly around the waist. "I had to see if you were okay," she said quietly as she looked up at me. She frowned and gently touched my eye. "Does that hurt?" "A little," I answered. Actually, it hurt quite a bit. She punched me in the chest lightly, looking suddenly angry. Something about redheads and their tempers flashed through my mind. "That was a dumb thing to do," she told me. "You could’ve really gotten hurt." I knew she was right, but I still felt defensive. "They were talking-" She cut me off. "That’s no reason to get yourself beat up!" She recoiled at the sudden loudness of her own voice, looking around sheepishly at the dark houses along the street. "Sorry," she said in a much softer tone, looking into my eyes and running her fingers lightly over my lips. "Its just that I love you, and no matter what happens or what anybody says, I want to be with you. I don't care about anything else." I stared at her for a moment, then put my hands on her waist and kissed her. It was like she had spoken my exact thoughts. Her lips moved urgently against mine, and she ran her fingers through my hair as she returned my kiss hungrily. After a few moments we paused, and I rested my forehead against hers as our breath mingled in the dark night. "I should go," she said after a few moments. I slowly let go of her, but then she latched on to me and kissed me again. "I’ll see you tomorrow at school," she said, then gave me a squeeze and got into her car. I smiled and said good-bye, then waited until her tail-lights disappeared around the corner before heading home. That was the last time we saw each other outside of school for almost two weeks. For one thing, I was grounded, and we also agreed that we shouldn’t press our luck and take a chance on adding fuel to the fire. The most intimate thing we’d done In school was hold hands, and even though a few people still stared and whispered, everyone pretty much left us alone. The following Friday Tammy told me to wait for her after school. I didn’t know what she had in mind, but I didn’t care as long as we’d get a chance to be together. She picked me up, and as I got into the car I noticed that she was wearing a skirt. I’d never seen her in a skirt before, and I couldn’t help but stare at her long and gorgeous legs. "You look great," I commented. She blushed and smiled at my compliment, then turned and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "You don’t look so bad yourself, Romeo," she coyly replied, then turned her eyes back to the road. She was obviously in a playful mood, and quite frankly, so was I. I was a little surprised when we pulled up in her driveway a few minutes later. Her parent’s car wasn’t there, but I still felt somewhat anxious as I remembered the close call that we’d had last time. I looked at her questioningly, but she just smiled and patted my knee. "My parents are at my aunt’s house and won’t be back until late," she explained. "Besides, they’ve always been pretty understanding, and I don’t think they’d freak out too much if they saw us here together." "That probably depends on what we’re doing," I said with a grin as she started to get out. She laughed. "True. I’ll have to make sure I bolt the door, then." She led me inside, tossing her books into her room and securing the front door with the security chain before joining me on the couch. We watched TV for a little while, with her sitting between my legs as I gently worked on her shoulders with my hands. She felt a bit tense at first, but she quickly began to relax as I massaged her back. I moved my hands over her shoulder blades and brushed her silky red hair aside to gently rub her slender neck. "That feels wonderful," Tammy murmured, letting her shoulders sag and her head fall forward. It felt wonderful to me, too. As I finished with her back, I reached around her waist and began her front, rubbing my hands in little circles over her firm, flat belly. She moaned softly for a few moments, then unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it off, allowing me to rub her soft skin directly. I moved my hands up along her ribs, my fingers brushing against the warm cups of her bra. Her breathing began to quicken a little as I gently closed my hands over her breasts and began to move them in little circles. I’d read about this a massage book once, and I was really glad that Tammy seemed to like it. I continued for a minute or so before sliding my hands down her body, over her hips and to the tops of her thighs. I moved her skirt up as I rubbed her upper legs, and she began moving them further apart, seeming to invite me to massage a much more sensitive area. The insides of her thighs were very warm, and my fingers encountered the material of her panties as I gradually moved inward. The crotch of her underwear was almost completely soaked through, and I figured that she must’ve been enjoying my massage even more than I’d thought. "Mmmmmm." She moaned as my fingers grazed her pussy, and I could feel the outline of her hot and puffy lips through the saturated material. I began to stroke her gently, smiling as I remembered our adventure in the park. She fell back against me, turning her head to nuzzle at my neck as I placed both hands between her legs. After a few moments, she slowly closed her legs and turned, getting up on her knees and looking down at me sexily. Her bra-covered tits rose and fell only inches away from my face. Her lips were parted and she was breathing quickly, her cheeks a deep violet color that only set off the dazzling green of her eyes. "I love-" we both began at the same time, then stopped and laughed. "I love you, Holly," I finished, putting my arms around her and kissing her between her freckled and perfect breasts. She gently lifted my head up and looked into my eyes. "I thought I knew what love was before I met you," she whispered, her eyes becoming misty. "I can’t imagine ever feeling happier than..." she broke into tears, and I hugged her comfortingly as she wiped her eyes with an embarrassed smile. "Sorry," she managed, a teardrop rolling from her cheek onto my chest. "Don’t be," I said, sharing her emotions on an almost empathic level. "I feel the same way." She hugged my neck and kissed me on the forehead, then both of us jumped as the phone suddenly rang. Tammy giggled and collapsed on top of me as the answering machine clicked on. It was somebody for her dad. I looked down at her for a moment, and she smiled and raised her chin, presenting her irresistible lips to me as she slowly closed her eyes. I gently touched my lips to hers, just rubbing them lightly together before gradually increasing contact. Tammy moaned as I cupped her right breast in my hand, squeezing and rubbing it lightly as I kissed her with passionate tenderness. We just sat there and kissed for a while, our hands moving lazily over each other. It was great just being able to relax and take our time, and I was enjoying every glorious second of it. With her cheeks almost glowing a rosy-pink color, Tammy sat up slowly and unclasped her bra, then let it fall to the floor. She stood and hooked her thumbs beneath her skirt to pull her panties down, and she giggled as she stepped out of them, lifting the hem of her skirt for a moment to flash me a tantalizing glimpse of her copper-haired mound. Grinning, I reached out and pulled her to me, popping one of her cute pink nipples into my mouth as I slid my hands under her skirt to squeeze her curvy butt. She moaned and rubbed her hands over my shoulders, settling down in my lap so that I could feel the incredible heat of her pussy directly over my dick. She felt like she was burning up. I sucked and nibbled lightly at her stiff nipples, causing her to gasp and press her fingers into my shoulders. I slid my shorts down around my knees, gasping as I felt the very hot and very wet lips of her pussy slide over the length of my fully- erect penis. Tammy seemed to like the feeling as well, as she started to move her hips in little circles, rubbing her slick labia all over my cock. The sensation was great, but it was teasing me almost beyond my limits. I reached down between her legs and lifted my dick upward, and Tammy impaled herself on it with a groan. My whole body shivered as she sank down onto my cock, her steamy tunnel engulfing every millimeter until our pubic bones were pressed snugly together. Her flushed and beautiful face was an inch away from mine, and we locked eyes for a second before she kissed me with a moan of pure passion. I echoed her moan as she locked her arms around my neck and began to bounce wildly, her small perky tits hardly quivering as they rose and fell with her movements. I held on to her smooth hips as she rode me, enjoying every touch, every sight, every smell, every sound of Tammy’s body as she made love to me almost fiercely on her parent’s couch. Just when I thought I couldn’t last much longer, her moans and whimpers grew in urgency. In the space of only a few moments she was there, and I kissed her all over her face and neck as she came with a series of shudders and short, gasping moans. I was very close to cumming myself, but I used every once of willpower I possessed to hold back, not wanting to repeat the little ‘accident’ we’d had in the woods. Somehow, I won out, and I held her and stroked her face gently as she caught her breath. "You are incredible," Tammy panted, then crushed her lips to mine and kissed me feverishly. She slowly raised herself off me, my dick slipping out of her and falling against my stomach with a wet slap. Lying back on the couch, she looked at me imploringly and tugged at my shoulders. I suddenly realized what she wanted, and I moved up as she slid further beneath me, stopping when I was straddling her chest. Taking my straining cock in her hand, she slowly raised her head and brought it to her lips, never once breaking eye contact. A delicious thrill shot through me as she took the head of my wet penis inside her warm mouth. This was exactly the position that I’d caught her and my brother in, and I felt lightheaded as she closed her eyes and began sucking tenderly on my dick, bobbing her head up and down as she drew even more of me between her soft, wet lips. She worked on my cock with a slow, steady pace, sometimes letting it out of her mouth to run her tongue along the sides or underneath it. Then she slowly jerked it with her hand as she kissed and licked at my balls. It was pure heaven. and I felt my nuts contract as the pressure rose up through my groin. My body tensed, and suddenly I couldn’t talk or even move as those parts of my brain seemed to shut down in preparation for my orgasm. Tammy sensed what was happening, and she got her mouth around the head just in time to catch the first spurt as I exploded. My hips moved forward involuntarily, my whole body feeling like one huge nerve centered on the incredible feelings coming from the head of my cock. "Oh God," I moaned when I could find my voice. Tammy continued to suck gently as the last tremors subsided, not letting a single drop of my semen escape from her wonderful mouth. I ran my fingers though her beautiful red hair as I looked into her eyes. I knew right then that there was nothing either of us wouldn’t do to make each other happy. * Even though it would be another two years before I graduated, Tammy wanted to wait so that we could go to college together. She got a job at a bookstore in the mall after her graduation, and we continued to see each other almost every day. Cal had stopped ignoring me by the start of my senior year, though we weren’t as close as we used to be. I guess we were just too different. He also got married later that year to a bitchy cheerleader he’d managed to knock up. Somehow it seemed like poetic justice. Tammy and I fucked like minks, spurred on by the fact that she’d started on birth control pills. We were closer than ever, and a month after I graduated, we moved into an apartment near the college that we’d both be going to. We must’ve spent the entire first week having sex. We made love everywhere; in the kitchen, on the coffee table, in the shower, even in the hall closet. It was great having a place all to ourselves, and we took full advantage of it at every opportunity. One night after we’d finally finished unpacking, we’d made love on the bed, of all places. Tammy snuggled up next to me on the sheets, both of us enjoying the newness of being able to actually ‘sleep’ together. I relaxed, savoring the warmth and closeness of her body as my thoughts wandered. She rubbed her cheek against my shoulder and sighed contentedly. I gently tousled her hair, and I could see her smile sleepily in the dim light from the window. Once again, I began to ponder how something like this could happen to a guy like me. Was it fate punishing my brother and rewarding me for actually giving a damn about a woman’s feelings? It might've been. Or maybe it was just the fact that sometimes, somehow, two people can actually find happiness. End -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /