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They Never Get Along
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They Never Get Along Tammy & Thomas were sister & brother: only who grew apart over the years. She was 49, divorced with grown away from home. He was 51, a widower with still at home & a chaotic family life. They only met at family get-togethers, seldom talked, never agreed and almost every relative said of them, “They never get along.” Thomas despised having to drop by at Tammy’s apartment. She got it to save money, giving up her large, but ugly house to her ex. It was a smart move, rare & decisive, one of revenge, that Thomas agreed with. But now he was at her door to get papers signed for their mother’s estate. As he raised his clenched fist to knock, he heard some muffled sighs & moans. He had called ahead to let her know he was coming. Was she not alone? What the hell, he knocked anyway. Shortly, she answered, dressed in nothing but a robe. It was 11 AM. “So, you are finally, actually here?” She shifted her weight to one hip & placed her hand on it. Her robe separated a bit, revealing unbridled cleavage. Tammy was not unattractive. She was a bitch, but not unattractive. “If you’re not alone I can come back later.” Thomas smirked & tilted his head to the side. “I heard some moans…” He was such a smart ass, Tammy thought, always self-righteous & cocky. He was dressed in tight shorts & a t-shirt. He always took good care of himself & kept his body taut. “What is it that you want? You have some papers for me to sign? Is that what you really want?” She snapped, out of habit. “Mom has a legal form that she needs us to sign.” His eyes naturally drifted to her tits. The robe did not seem to be able to contain them. “It needs to be done today.” “I’ll have to look at it.” She countered his confidence. “I’m alone. Come in if you want.” He entered & they moved to the kitchen. Tammy offered him some coffee. “Your coffee has always sucked. What else do you have?” “You’re so rude.” She said in a matter-of-fact tone. She opened the frig. “ I have a bottle of champagne that has been sitting here forever. Let’s celebrate the first time you have visited me here.” “A little…” They moved to the living room, sat on the couch and Thomas pulled out the paper. They argued about the need for it. Thomas eventually convinced her to sign it. All the while he could smell a distinct yet unknown scent: earthy & pungent. It was vaguely familiar but he could not identify it. They sat back and sipped champagne. The conversation took an unusual turn when Tammy asked Thomas a question. “So Brother, do you miss sex?” Thomas laughed hysterically. “What?” She just looked at him, right in the eye. “For all you know, I get laid every single night.” He added. “I don’t think so.” She said. “I don’t think you are seeing anyone. You are too busy with your family.” “It’s really none of your business.” He said, still nervously smiling. “Perhaps not.” Tammy continued. “Even before the divorce, Randy never wanted to have sex. Apparently he enjoyed screwing his secretary, but not me. I miss it terribly. Not the intimacy really, just the raw sex.” Tammy reached to set her glass down & briefly revealed one breast, with a very hard nipple. “Helen died a couple of years ago. Knowing you, you haven’t slept with a woman since. You must miss it too. I remember that before you were married you dated tons of women, had lots of sex. Some of them were my friends; they used to talk, you know?” Perhaps the champagne was getting to Thomas. He felt a rare moment of honesty with Tammy that he hadn’t felt since they were young. “Well, I don’t know why you are talking about this, but I do miss sex, quite a lot actually. Helen & I both had a high sex drive. We made love every chance we had. It was tender & loving, but like you say, it was also raw & primitive. And now that she’s gone…” “You masturbate a lot?” “It’s not the same.” “No, not even close.” Tammy shifted to face Thomas. Her robe spread & he could see one entire leg and a peek of dark hair between her legs. He was genuinely surprised that he did not feel anger or disgust; he felt instinctive arousal, pure physical lust. “Ever since we left home, we’ve never gotten along. But when you called I remembered when we were young teenagers, experimenting with out sexuality together. The way you used to finger me in my room late at night, the way I used to ask to see your cock & play with it: it was all so natural & free.” Tammy could sense the effect she was having on her brother, just like so many years ago. “Maybe there is a way we can still get along. Give me your hand.” She reached for his hand and pulled it between her legs. He let her; his heart was racing. She was a real bitch, but still attractive and she wanted him to finger fuck her once again. She was wet, very wet. His fingers spread her labia instantly, effortlessly. He slid one finger into her, then another. She slid her hips directly in front of him and pulled up her robe to her waist. The unusual scent filled his nostrils. It was Tammy’s pussy juices: strong & lusty. It was the same scent he had first taken in when he was 13 & she was 11. He pushed his fingers in deep, bent them and rubbed her inside, back & forth. “Oh yes! God! That is so much better…” There were the same moans he had heard at the door. A bit breathless, Tammy kept talking, “I was masturbating when you knocked, thinking of when you used to do this to me. This is SO much better!” Thomas was thinking that maybe his sister was good at something after all. He decided to go with it completely. With his other hand he pulled back her robe, exposing both breasts. He dropped low & sucked on her nipples, first one & then another. Her sighs & moans intensified & she grinded her hips around his fingers & on his hand. He sucked harder. Then he bit & nibbled. She grabbed his hair, pulled up & bent her head forward to kiss him. It was not a loving kiss. It was pornographic & purely sensual, all lips & tongues. It was surprisingly exhilarating. Tammy’s head fell back and both hands reached for Thomas’s shorts. “Give me your cock!” she growled. Before he could say anything, she had his snap & zipper undone. She reached in quickly. The skin of her hand on his rapidly hardening cock delighted him. Instantly she squeezed & pumped him, primed him. He felt himself go completely hard in no time at all. His excitement was so intense; he could even feel some pre-cum moistening Tammy’s hand. He knelt between her legs and pulled off his shirt. She crunched up and pulled down his shorts at the same time. “Oh God, Brother! Fuck me right now!” Tammy commanded after she licked his nipples. Thomas pushed her back onto the couch and was instantly on top of her. He kissed her hard & long again, but did not yet penetrate her. Her hand was pulling on his cock to come inside of her. “Yes, Sister! Let’s fuck! Let’s see if we can get along as fucking friends…” He penetrated her so quickly that she almost orgasmed instantly. She was shocked. No man had ever made her come through intercourse: none, ever. She had many lovers throughout her life, especially when young, but she had always been impossible to satisfy that way. She liked what she felt & went with it: moving in harmony with Thomas’s every move, moving with his long thrusts as well as his rapid, fast short strokes. Her friends had been right; her brother was a fiery & amazing lover. She moved her legs down & to the side, trapping his knees to the couch. Her clitoris was suddenly on fire. She felt the heat spread all through her. The orgasmic convulsion, which she had previously only felt through oral sex & masturbation, started. “Oh my God, Thomas!” was all she had time to say. Tammy screamed as her back arched up. Her hands grabbed his ass & pulled him into her tight. Her breasts lunged against his face & he took the opportunity to suck on his sister’s tits at the same time that she was cumming on his cock. He kept fucking her. Once her muscles loosed a bit, she wrapped her legs around his hips as he rammed into her. Thomas loved that. He was obsessed with the realization that his sister was a fantastic fuck. She has gained tremendous sexual skills since they were young. “God, Sister, you are a great fuck!” “Don’t stop!” Tammy whispered. She reached down with one hand and cupped his balls in her fingers as he pumped her. “Shoot your love juices into me…” He shut her up with another raw kiss. The pleasure was building way beyond control: her pussy felt so wonderful, smooth & hot & pungent, her legs wrapped around him, her fingers on his balls, and a kiss that was pure sex, nothing more. He felt his molten juices moving from deep inside. Each long stroke was bringing him to eminent climax. It felt nothing but natural. “Oh, Tammy, it is cumming!” His thrusts intensified like a sledgehammer. He felt his first explosions into her and roared, and then felt nothing else: just his juices spurting into her. “Yes, Thomas, yes…” Tammy whispered as she held him tight, with arms and legs, feeling the heat of his juices fill her. The afterglow was quite long: both of them mulling over the fact that they were both incredible lays. Life was, indeed, strange. Thomas took his time withdrawing & getting dressed. He found that he actually enjoyed watching Tammy lay on the couch, still spread eagle, essentially naked and dazed from great sex. “I think this worked out very well.” He observed. “Yes…” Tammy sighed. “As long as we don’t talk about anything, as long as we just fuck…” “Speaking of which…” Thomas added, “I think I’ll have to discuss some more papers with you next week.” “You bastard.” Tammy snipped. “You bitch.” Thomas replied. He moved close to her & bent over to kiss her. As she opened her mouth and exposed her tongue, he licked it instead of kissing her, slowly and long, as if it were her vagina. Her scent of sex was still strong & he found it compelling, mesmerizing. “I’m glad we found a way to get along…” They both said, almost at once.  |
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