Sherona sat in the basement family room staring at the TV but not really seeing it. She was thinking of life and how it had brought her right back to fighting with her brother. Life had brought her right back home like a little kid. And it had brought her to the point where she had to admit that her mother had been right about everything. Everything.
Sherona was close to losing her job due to her husband's harassment at work. Her boss advised her that she should take some time away until the whole thing blew over. He gave her a month, and she decided to spend it at home.
Of course, this wasn't really her home. This was a white bread suburban cul-de-sac full of stuck up white bankers and whatnot. It was a very nice house, but not her home .
If this were their old home, she'd be able to hook up with someone and have some fun. She needed a little something, a recreational fling, to soothe her now. She was too horny to be stuck in the middle of all these white strangers.
The fight with Till had begun when she asked him if "anybody in this pale ass neighborhood likes to party. I wanna have some fun, little brother."
"Go downtown and stand on a street corner," he said. "You want dick so bad, maybe you can get paid at the same time."
"You're still a snotty little brat aren't you?" she snapped back. "I just asked a question. Just say everybody around is an asshole and be done with it. Don't be a snot."
"They're not assholes. They got a lot more going on than you would believe."
"Jesus, Tillman, you love that white tale so much you beginning to sound like them. You getting some white pussy? Is that it?"
"Just a minute ago you were sniffing after white dick, you cock-hound."
"You still beating your meat looking at those white dykes?" Sherona said. "Can't get it up for a sister?"
"Fuck you," Tillman shouted. "You want to get laid? I'll go round up a gang and you have them line up to drill you, bitch"
"You don't know any gang of men. You got no friends and no girl and sure as hell ain't got any smarts. Now leave me be to watch the movie," Sherona said.
That was when Tillman threw a couch pillow at her and stormed up the stairs.
Now Sherona was sorry they fought. She was 24 now. She should know better. Tillman was 18. He should probably know better, too.
She flashed briefly on a memory of her brother from a couple years ago. He was watching a video in the very room where Sherona was watching TV. That was before his bedroom was down here and about a month before Sherona's wedding. It was very late at night and he thought he was alone when she caught him stroking away watching two white women pleasure themselves with dildos. She'd seen his cock, hard and strong, and she'd seen it erupt with tasty cum.
Her brother had a very nice cock.
Now she wished that he hadn't caught her watching him. Except for the argument at the end, it was a very nice memory. Yes, that young man had a very nice cock .
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"My damn sister is going to be here all summer. I just know it," Tillman was telling Danny. He'd walked down to the Porter house from his own, and the two of them went upstairs to hang out. "I shouldn't fight with the bitch, I know. But it seems that she's always looking to get at me. You and your sister get along so good. How do you do it?"
"I guess I'm lucky that I don't have a bitch sister," Danny said. "But I bet you don't really, either."
"Sure I do," Tillman said. "But it isn't actually Sherona. Cherie is the bitch in my family. Sherona just thinks that everything belongs to her."
Elaine had gone downtown and Cathy had gone home shortly before Tillman came over, so the boys were alone at the moment. Alone meant that Danny gave him another look at the video of his mom playing the man's role in a strap-on encounter with their neighbor, Patty Trent. The two of them stared, each wishing they were alone so they could get off watching it. The last thing either wanted right now was to see each other's dick.
"Sherona's the sexy one, right?"
"Yeah, I guess she's pretty fine," Tillman admitted. "Why?"
"She like younger men?" Danny laughed, playing it as a joke. The truth was that he did think Sherona was sexy, and he wouldn't mind having a chance with her. But then, he wouldn't really have a chance.
"She's a divorced woman," Tillman said. "Used to getting it regular, right?"
"Right."
"So I suspect she likes anybody who can get it up." Tillman laughed. "I can probably fix you up. Just trade your mom for my sister."
"No, I can only trade my mom for your mom. But I'll trade my sister for yours," Danny said. "An even trade. Besides, Elaine already likes you."
"She does?" Tillman was aware that he'd sounded too eager just then, and he looked at the screen to cover his embarrassment with lust for the two women on screen. "Damn, your mama is the definition of MILF."
"Yeah, she can sure get a boy worked up," Danny said, standing a bit to adjust his pants. "It's getting hard to act normal, you know? I say things like, 'Hey Mom, did you see my tee shirt?' What I'm thinking is, 'Hey Mom, can I watch you fuck Mrs. Trent?' It's weird."
"You're gonna slip some time," Tillman said. "Shit gonna hit the fan."
"Here." Danny stopped the video and clicked on a different file. "Let's get something with a money shot."
The video of his father and mother getting busy in the basement came up on the computer monitor. "Shit," Tillman said. "Your Dad is a stud. Look at him wailing away on your mom. The guy's a machine." Tillman's cock was hard in his pants, very hard. Unfortunately, it was doubled over and he'd have to reach in to straighten it out. "And she's even hotter here."
Elaine had been standing in the doorway to the bathroom for a couple minutes by then, and she stood silently watching the boys, thinking. There was a dream image in her mind, something from the best of dreams, the kind that awoke her trembling and damp with need. Looking at the two young men seated on the edge of Danny's bed, she couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have them both cum on her. She wanted to see the liquid love erupt from them close up and feel the heat of their bodies transmitted to hers in liquid form.
Tillman shifted uncomfortably. Danny laid his hand on his lap to conceal himself. On screen, his father was pumping a shot of cum onto his mother's face. Tillman had to adjust himself. He leaned back and began to insert his hand to do so.
"About time one of you grabbed your dick." Elaine said as she entered the room, a wicked smile on her face. "Go for it Till."
Tillman pulled his hand out and sat upright quickly. "I was just getting comfortable," he defended himself. But he hadn't quite, and his cock was still painfully bent.
"What?" Elaine entered and sat on the desk chair so that she was seated beside the monitor with the video of her parents. "Don't you guys know what you're supposed to do with porn?"
"Oh, I do, I do," Danny said, with mock urgency.
"So why aren't you doing it?"
"It's not polite to jerk off in front of company," Danny said, laughing.
"In some cultures, it's considered rude not to jerk off when watching a video of a friend's mother having sex," Elaine said, sounding very authoritative.
"No, you're thinking about that belching after a meal thing," Danny countered. "I think drooling and moaning are enough common courtesy for a video."
"You guys are idiots. Come on, Till, get real comfortable," Elaine said.
"I'm good," he said, keeping his eyes on the monitor.
"Well, I'm not." Elaine stood and pulled her shirt off over her head. Sitting again, she unhooked her bra and tossed it to the floor. "I want to get real comfortable. This next part is really good, and I don't want to miss out on the fun."
Now Tillman was staring at Elaine, wetting his lips. Danny was grinning at his sister. She used to be such a shy little thing.
"I know what I need." Elaine got up and ran through to her own room, her breasts joggling happily on her chest. She was back in a moment carrying her pink vibrator. Once back, she dropped her pants and underwear and stood naked before them.
"Okay, I showed you mine," She said, rubbing her index finger gently atop the hood of her clitoris. "You gonna whip it out or not?"
"He's shy," Danny said, unzipping his own pants.
Elaine sat again and switched the vibrator on. It made a pleasant humming sound that deepened when she pressed it against her pussy. She wet it just within the labia, and then moved it up and around her clit.
Danny dropped his pants to the floor, his cock hanging at that tentative place where it might grow hard as rock or deflate like a party balloon. It all depended on Tillman's reaction. Fortunately for all, Tillman did not disappoint. He stood slowly, grinned sheepishly, and dropped his pants, his cock springing out hard as iron. He sat again, gripping it.
"There you go," Elaine said. She slid down in the chair and slipped the vibrator inside, fucking herself, smiling. "I want to do something," she said. "You guys want to help?"
"Always eager to help, Sis," Danny said, stroking himself slowly.
Elaine moved to the floor right in front of the boys, still holding the vibrator inside of her. She sat so that her butt was atop her heels and the vibrator was held in place by her ankles. She smiled, and let a little sigh escape her lips. "Let me help you guys out," she said, reaching for their erections.
Tillman was aghast when he saw Elaine slide her hand around her brother's rigid cock, but his shock was overruled by the glory of her touch on his own cock a second later. Soft hands, sliding over him, her thumb teasing the pre-cum dampened glans. His cock twitched and hardened in her grip, and he looked at it, assuring himself that the sensation was real. Then he looked up and found himself staring into Elaine's crystal blue eyes.
She smiled and then leaned over to kiss the head of his cock. "Tasty," she said. And then she sucked it into her mouth, swirling it with her tongue as she continued pumping him.
"Man, you continue with that and you'll get a mouthful awfully soon," Till warned.
Elaine removed her mouth, but not her hand. "Hey, Danny, Tillman's got a bigger dick than you do," she teased, and returned to the task at hand.
"So what, we're not going to have a sword fight." Danny could take it. He knew his cock was in plenty good working order. "Don't I get a little suck, sis?"
"Suck your own cock," she said, the words badly distorted by the penis in her mouth.
"Well, at least pump me faster."
She did, pumping her fist at a ridiculous speed until Danny swatted her hand away. "I didn't say switch it to super-wank," he laughed. "Fine, you give Till a nice blow job and just fend for myself like usual."
Elaine held her lips over the swollen head of Tillman's cock, swirling her tongue around it and probing its opening lightly. Then she sucked it deeper, using her lips to pull the foreskin over the glans and down again, and again, and again until she brought her hands back into play and tried to get his scrotum into her mouth. She couldn't do that and still keep the vibrator inside of her, so she gave up and licked over the shaft instead.
Tillman was overwhelmed by the ministrations of her lips and tongue. His cock twitched, seeming to swell slightly, and a small moan escape his lips as he felt his climax rushing to over come him. He was going to explode any minute.
Elaine felt his reaction and sat back then, pulling on his cock, saying, "On my face. I want you both to cum on my face." Stroking him and pulling him up gently by his dick, she kept her eyes on his and kept that lusty half smile on her face. She reached for her brother's cock again. "You too, mister," she sighed. "Squirt on me."
Both of the young men stood. Tillman was directly before her, his feet straddling her bent knees, as she took him back into her mouth briefly. Danny was at her right side, holding the left side of her head as she stroked him in a rather negligent manner and concentrated on Tillman's huge rod.
"Ah, ah, I'm . . ." Tillman shivered, his cock throbbing, and then he released a spurt of jism that Elaine pumped directly onto the center of her forehead. Smiling, she tilted her head back just a bit, pumping, and the next shot was huge, coating the left side of her nose and running thickly down her cheek and past the corner of her mouth and dripping onto her chest. She directed the next shot at her right cheek, closing her eyes just in time to avoid being blinded. When she opened her eyes, a couple strands of Tillman's cum roped across from her top to bottom eye lashes.
That was when Elaine's orgasm over took her. It rumbled, rolled, and nearly knocked her back to her butt. Her whole body trembled, and when another shot of cum hit her forehead, it seemed to prompt another, larger burst of sensation. She let go of Tillman's still spewing cock to support herself crouching on the vibrator. He gripped himself and the back of her head, squeezing out the last drops of his juice onto Elaine's lips.
Tillman fell back on the bed, fulfilled, and watched as his friend stood pumping himself at his sister's shoulder. Elaine was still cumming. A tear had escaped one eye, as though the pleasure was so intense that it hurt. Finally, she stumbled to the side, sitting on her left hip and nearly falling. Danny held her up by the hair, still pumping, moving with her motion to keep his cock near her cheek.
And then he blasted a load onto his sister's face that painted her right cheek with a thick coat of pearly liquid. He squirted into her hair, and even a bit in her right ear. Finally, he was done, too. He fell onto the bed beside Tillman and watched his sister sit trembling on the floor.
"Oh, shit," she said. She was trembling as though she was cold, and she could barely get the words out. "Oh, man, man, I swear I've never . . . cum like that before. Mother fucker. Oh, God." Smiling now. Seeming delirious. "Almost perfect. Too bad Dad wasn't here, too. That would have been perfect."
Tillman watched Elaine closely and weighed her words carefully. Was that just talk, or did Elaine have something going with her dad? Weird. He wouldn't have pictured any of the Porters to be this kind of people before this week. There was no saying what else they were up to. She had pumped her brother's cock so easily, as though it was no big deal. Man, if his sister was like that, they'd never fight again.