Message-ID: <11119eli$9805111434@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: chilepeelr@aol.com (Chilepeelr) Subject: Peeler RP: Manhattan Madness - Part 8 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: <1998051019413700.PAA12288@ladder03.news.aol.com> ************************************************************************** THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE AND DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. THIS MATERIAL IS DISTRIBUTED "FOR ADULTS ONLY" AND POSSESSION BY A MINOR IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OF AGE - GO FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO READ. ************************************************************************** MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 8 by Chili Peeler chilepeelr@aol.com "Wait a fuckin' minute!" he said softly. He moved past the pantry door and kept his body against the right wall as he moved toward where the glass started. 'Glass, my ass! It's got to be a two-way mirror, the whole wall.......bet people use these couches to watch and get their jollies.... and I maybe get to see who the hell Kitten is!' He peeked an eye around the corner, even though he was sure he couldn't be seen, and looked into the mirrored sex room he'd just used. He'd been surprised and shocked by many things since he'd arrived in New York - his sister stripping in a club, learning about her and Julie being lovers, the sexual procurement that Julie did on a regular basis - but what he saw looking in that room made him feel all weirded out. Julie hadn't let Kitten out of her suit and Jim could see the two of them were getting it on. That should not have been weird since Julie was a real sexual person and Kitten was a kinky wonder. What weirded him out was what they were doing - what Kitten was doing. Kitten was down on her knees in front of Julie, hands still locked behind her back. Julie was naked now; her skirt was laying on the bed along with a leather sling of some kind. Julie's hands were holding the still, faceless latex head of Kitten and Julie was moving her ass. Julie was fucking Kitten's mouth with her dick. Julie had a dick! "Aaaahhhhhh....Lizzie, I love you....God, I love you," Julie purred as she pumped her prick in her lover's wet mouth. Lizzie hadn't been surprised when she'd asked for some relief after she'd escorted out the person she thought was a client; Lizzie knew how turned on she got watching her with other people. And seeing Jim and his sister have sex had her oh so fucking horny. "AAAaaahhhh....oh, baby, just like that!....aaaahh, aaahhh....I'm close.... aahhhh...yes, yessss....AAAhhhhh...I'm gonna pull out!.... AAAAHHH... ...NOW! NOWWW!" Julie jerked her spasming dick out of Lizzie's mouth and it spat several ropes of her cum on her lover's latex shrouded face and open mouth. "OOOH, Jules!" Elizabeth gasp up at her. "God....ummm.....mmmm." Julie's body shook with delirious tremors as she finished her pent up climaxation. She'd been forced to keep her erection strapped away during the Andrews' hot session but the payoff had been unbelievable. Coming back to Earth, Julie squeezed out a last drop of cum on the chin of the red suit and watched Lizzie's tongue clean her lips. "God, that was great as usual!" she said as she helped Lizzie to her feet and reached around her form to unbuckle the strap that held her wrists. Jim had been holding out some hope that maybe Julie had on some elaborate dildo sex toy but then he saw her shoot on Kitten's face. It just couldn't be a fake; but it couldn't be real either. He was looking at Julie's body and there was just no way she wasn't a female. That ass, those legs, the waist .... there was just no way. Take away the tits and she was still a flat chested female. 'Who are you kidding?' Jim thought. 'She's a fucking guy, for Christ's sake.' Thinking back to the kissing and assfucking he'd shared with him made him feel sick now. Julie stood Kitten up and began to undo the straps behind her back. Jim had to see who she was. "There we go," Julie said to Elizabeth as her hands came free. "Now turn around and we'll get you out of this.....what did you think about the guy?" "There was something about him that I really liked Most guys just want the suck-and-fuck but he seemed, I don't know, more like he wanted me to have fun as well," Lizzie said as Julie worked on the straps that held her hood on. "I liked not being able to see him. But I wish I could have talked to him, you know, during. Do you think he'll be a regular?" Julie undid the final strap for the hood and hooked her thumbs under the back of the neck portion and pulled it up and off, the sown-in ponytail hanging down in Julie's face until she cast it on the bed. "I wouldn't count on it...he's out of town a lot or so he says," Julie half-lied as she pulled of the hair net Elizabeth had been wearing and then ran her fingers through her scrunched-down locks, pulling her wavy blonde hair down off her shoulders. "But he told me you were the hottest piece of ass he'd ever had." Lizzie looked back at her over her right shoulder, her face flushed from the suit's heat and Julie kissed her cheek before starting on the rest of the buckles. "Oh...then I know he'll might be back," she heard Elizabeth say. Julie got Elizabeth out of the suit and told her she had to see her client off. Lizzie padded toward the hidden bathroom door, which was mirrored like the rest of the wall, to shower and change back into her clothes. Julie put on her cockstrap and secured it, then her skirt and blouse. Stepping into her high heels, she ran her fingers through her long black hair and tried to get herself together for Jim. Satisfied that she was ready, she went to the door, unlocked the bolt and stepped into the next room, a smile on her lips. The room was empty, his clothes were gone and the door to the hallway was open. "Jim?" She walked to the door and looked down the hall. Butch was walking away from the front door. "Butch, did he leave?" "Yeah, he just split," Butch said as he sat back down at his table. 'Strange....very strange,' Julie thought. Now she'd have to take his sister out the back way. For all she knew he was lurking out front somewhere, hoping to see the famous actress he thought he'd fucked. "If he comes back, don't let him back in." Satisfied that she would be able to keep the two from finding out, she plopped down on the couch and waited for Elizabeth, feeling very satisfied with the way everything had went. Jim Andrews sat in the back of the cab, vacantly staring out at the buildings sliding by, his mind trying to reconstruct how the hell he'd been tricked into having sex with his sister. When he'd seen it was Elizabeth, he'd grabbed his shirt and gotten the hell out of there. He knew he wouldn't be able to act straight in front of Julie knowing that she had a dick and he'd just boned Elizabeth, his own sister. His emotions were all over the place - he felt angry, excited, betrayed, sad, curious. Most, if not all of his anger, was at Julie. And that was all about her hiding her true sex and then seducing him. All that stuff about not letting anyone touch her pussy....wearing that little skirt over her leather pants in her bedroom, only taking it off when she was laying on her stomach - now he knew why! He didn't like the thought that she'd been sporting a woodie when he fucked her butthole. He was still thinking of Julie as a she, even now, that's how good looking she was. Her face with those cheekbones, those lips, those legs - those legs could not be a man's. Yet she was over 6 feet in height and she had a dick. He really didn't know what to think about Julie. He did want to think about Elizabeth. His sister had wanted to fuck him! Ever since the first night he'd peeped at them from the skylight, he'd had some more than sisterly thoughts about Elizabeth. Then to find out she stripped and to see her flashing her pussy on the stage, well, that had only added fuel to the fire. But, despite his fantasies, he never would have made love to her. Or if he had, it would have been so awkward that he probably wouldn't have even enjoyed it. The added pressure to perform and do I have to ask her if I can touch her pussy? and how do you ask your sister to suck your dick? He'd have been a basketcase! 'Maybe Elizabeth would have been the same way - that's why she and Julie planned the thing this way!' That was the only explanation - she and Julie had planned the whole scene back at the Whipping Post. Her shaving herself, the lie about going to the doctor, getting there and getting in the suit before he arrived. Being taken by Julie to Beth's strip club must have something to do with what they were up to. Maybe they wanted him to see Beth with her natural bush so when they shaved her, he'd not think of Elizabeth. But why even let him know Beth stripped at all? He couldn't get a handle on that aspect, there was something there but the piece didn't fit. 'I don't fucking believe this!' Jim said as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes. The sight, sounds and tastes of his incestuous sex washed back over him. He'd sucked his sister pussy and she'd sucked his cock. God, he'd come in her! He wondered if Beth had been in on their plan since he'd arrived. Did she take a look at him that evening and decided she wanted him? Or did Julie tell her about their sex session and Elizabeth just had to try him, too? Whatever had happened, what he had to think about now was what should he do. Should he keep quiet about knowing or should he tell them? Telling his sister might embarrass Beth since maybe she'd wanted him but had not wanted him to know, but then again, if he told her and said he loved it, maybe she'd go for a little more. That would make the rest of his trip very interesting. The more he thought about it, as the cab rolled on, the more he thought that might be what he'd do. He really had nothing to lose and all to gain. Chapter 15 Jim paced around the apartment, wound up with excitement and nervousness, for almost a half hour after getting back to the apartment. Finally, he put on some trunks and went to lie down on a sunchair on the patio. The sun was well past its zenith but felt good. He went through the scene in his mind over and over, how he was going to lay everything on the line and see what happened. He wanted to sound confident and in control when he revealed what he knew. And in his mind, he'd played back his sister's possible reactions. Maybe she'd apologize and fight off his advances for the rest of the trip... maybe she'd tell him she was glad he knew, that she and Julie were going to tell him anyway, that she wanted to fuck him again .... whatever her reaction, Jim knew he had nothing to lose. She'd tricked him into sex so their brother and sister relationship had been irrevocably changed at that point. It was almost 4:30 before his sister got back to the apartment. He heard her call out when she entered but he stayed where he was. She'd be able to see him through the open glass door. 'All right, time to act like a man.... show her you're ready for what she obviously wants,' he thought as he saw her come through the patio doors. "Hey! Whatcha been up to today?" Elizabeth said as she came out into the sun. She seemed relaxed enough, smiling and moving nonchalantly. 'Man, is she cool! Spent the day sucking and fucking her brother in a red sex suit and now she looks like she's back from church,' he thought. "Oh, I had a really good day," he answered as he flexed his arms and chest muscles, showing off his body to his sister. She hadn't seen it with her hood on but now he saw her eyes taking it all in. "Yeah? What did ya do? Just lay around here in the sun!" she teased as she raised her foot and poked his side. "No...I had myself a real good workout today.....worked up a good sweat," Jim said, not lying as he ogled her legs....the legs that had wrapped around him earlier. "I wouldn't mind working out like that every day while I'm here." His answer had been loaded with double entendre and he watched her face for some flicker of excitement or fear that maybe he knew. But she appeared to just take it at face value. "What did you do go for a run or something? I hope you didn't go to Central Park without me?" she said as she tilted her face to the sun. "Uh, no...I just did some exercising..um..indoors." Jim said. "How did your doctor's visit go?" "Oh, it was fine...OK," Elizabeth said as she drew her hair back over one ear in what Jim thought was a nervous gesture. Had he not known it had been her, he never would have even noticed the gesture. "Well, don't stay out her too long...you'll burn." Giving him a smile, she went back into the apartment, leaving Jim to ponder his next move. 'OK.....she's not going to confess apparently..unless she's waiting for Julie and the two of them will do it together......I'll see how things go when Julie gets back....Damn! I wish she'd make this easier for me. Well, I'm not going to go back home without getting her to open up.' Jim vowed as he closed his eyes. After another fifteen minutes, Jim got up and went inside to take a much needed shower. His sister was sitting on the couch, going through some mail and she told him that Julie should be back soon and they were going to go out to dinner. He went in his room, stripped down and got in the shower. Finished, he dried off, blow dried his hair and put on some jeans and a polo shirt. He went back out into the living room to find Julie had arrived back and was sitting on the couch with his sister, both facing each other. Their conversation tailed off as he came out of his bedroom and he wondered if he was the topic of conversation. "Why, hello Jim," Julie said dramatically, "Lizzie and I were just discussing how we've got to do a better job entertaining you." Julie, her face turned away from his sister, gave him a wink. 'Don't wink at me, you man in sheep's clothing,' he thought as Julie continued. "You've been here almost 48 hours and we haven't even taken you to one of our New York's famous restaurants. How does some Mexican food sound?" "Uh...great," he said, "Is what I'm wearing OK?" "That's fine," Elizabeth said, getting up and heading for her bedroom, "I'm gonna put on a better blouse." That left Julie and he alone in the living room. She patted the couch next to her, obviously wanting him to sit beside her but he moved past and sat down in the chair. She scooted down nearer him. "Why did you take off like that?" she asked, pitching her voice lower than normal conversation. "I might have shared a cab with you." "I wanted to be alone...I had some thinking to do." "Oh, OK, no big deal...you really made my client quite happy." Julie's hand moved onto his knee and Jim shot up out of the chair. To say he was skitterish would have been an understatement. Knowing Julie was as much of a man as he was had him upset. "I...better get my shoes," he mumbled and headed for his bedroom, leaving the puzzled Julie alone. 'That was good, Jim,' he berated himself as he got his shoes, ' Way to be calm and collected.' He grabbed some socks and headed out again into the livingroom. His sister was back, pulling on some low heeled shoes and wearing a cream colored silk blouse with her khaki shorts. "I hope you're hungry. We were thinking about going early, if that's OK?" his sister said. "Sure, let's go. I'm starving." Jim said, noting the strange look on Julie's face. She was obviously wondering why he was acting so distant. They cabbed to the restaurant, a place called Domingo's, which was in the lower level of an office building somewhere across the East River. The interior was done in an adobe like wall covering with a mixture of Latin art work and neon lights on the walls. They were seated at a booth in the back and Elizabeth scooted in first so she was between him and Julie. "Can I get you any drinks?" the waitress asked as she lay their menus in front of them. "Yeahhh!" Elizabeth said. "Let us have three Cadillac margaritas with salt on the rims. Thanks......ever had a Cadillac before?" she asked him. "No, not a Cadillac..I've had margaritas but I didn't think they were all that great," Jim said as he dug into the chips and salsa the waitress had left. "Oh, you probably had some horrible mix...I'm not sure they can make a decent margarita in Nebraska," she kidded. The drinks came and Jim had to admit they were a lot better than the ones he'd had previously; pouring the shot of Gran Marnier in the drink really gave it a nice zip. The waitress came back and asked if they wanted another round and they ordered another round and that came soon along with their meals. And then during the meal, Jim ordered another margarita while the girls sipped their second drinks. At the end of the meal, Jim was feeling mighty good. Elizabeth reached in her purse and pulled out a cigarette and lighter. She lit up and Jim was surprised. "I didn't know you smoked?" he said. "Well, a girl's got to have her secrets," Elizabeth said with a laugh and Jim saw Julie and her exchange a glance. He knew what his sister's eyes were saying: 'Poor Jim, he doesn't know about you and me, Julie....he doesn't know about the fun we had with him today...how we fooled him....' Jim decided to air out some of his sister's secrets. "Sis, I know a lot of your secrets." 'Oh, shit.' Julie stiffened when Jim uttered that sentence. She'd gotten a bad feeling when she'd come out to find Jim gone...it was so unlike him. Up to that point, she'd had him jumping through hoops. Now he was sitting there with that 'I know something I shouldn't' grin on his face and three Cadillacs to boost him on. She just hoped he was talking about her and Elizabeth being lovers; she could do some damage control on that. But if he'd found out who Kitten was...... Jim watched his sister's smile waver, then she took the bait he'd laid. "Yeah, right! What secrets of mine do you know?" Elizabeth said playfully. "Well, let's see...there's you and Julie being lovers....you stripping in that club of yours....and that great time you cooked up this afternoon. I tell you, when I found out it was you..." Jim stopped when his sister put her hands to her face and looked at Julie. He had expected her to be surprised but her eyes began to tear up. "Liz, he knew right away we were lovers," Julie said tenderly as she scooted closer to his sister. "I told you it was a risk inviting him." "Beth, I'm sorry, I thought since we, you know.." Jim tried to apologize. "All right..." Elizabeth said through a sniffle. "How did you find out about where I work?" Jim did not know how to answer that one. He wasn't sure he should say Julie had taken him; apparently things weren't as he thought. "I took him there," Julie confessed. "WHAT!" How could you?" Elizabeth said as she pushed away Julie's arm. "Julie, you had no right to do that!" "I'm sorry," Julie said, "He knew about us and I could tell he would enjoy it.....I mean, he's not hung-up..." "You thought he would enjoy watching me...." Elizabeth's eyes were flashing with anger now. "And did you tell him I would be there or did you just surprise him?! No, don't answer that..I know the answer." "Lizzie, don't be like this." Julie said. "You be quiet!" Elizabeth said to Julie, then turned to her brother. "And you mentioned this afternoon...what do you know about that?" Jim now realized that his sister did not know he had been the one that had enjoyed her charms. He'd misread the whole thing; it had been Julie working alone. He didn't answer her, just looked at Julie. He wasn't going to spill the beans to his sister, let Julie make up something if she could. "Come on, Jim. Look, I'm not mad at you....." she placed her hand over his, "How did you find out about this afternoon?....What? Did Julie let you watch?!...." "Beth, I didn't know it was you..." was all Jim could say. He saw understanding appear on his sister's face and she whipped her head at Julie. Julie just sat there, using her fork in the remnants of her meal and looking at Elizabeth in resignation. "It was him, wasn't it?......God, Julie!" Elizabeth was sieving now; she grabbed her purse and scooted against him, wanting to get up and out of the booth. He quickly stood and she slid out to stand by him, all the time watching Julie, who just sat there. "Beth, I'm sorry, I thought you knew it was me...I never would have brought it up..." Jim said. "We'll talk about it later....don't worry, it's not your fault...I got to be alone for awhile...I'll see you back at the apartment." She kissed him on the cheek and then turned to Julie. "You, I don't want to see!.....You find somewhere else to stay!" 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