Easter at Brenda's

"God... you really look incredible," I sighed.

"Well, you're not too bad yourself, you know," she replied, her eyes roaming up and down my naked body.

I leaned back as she moved towards me and then laid on top of me in her bed. Brenda had always been the more dominate one although it was nothing like a dominatrix/slave thing at all. She just liked to be in charge and make the first move which I was happy to allow her to do. After all, if she hadn't made the first move back when we were new roomies who knows how things would have turned out?

I had masturbated a lot with my friends in high school but Brenda was the first girl I'd been with sexually other than my mom or aunt. I doubt if she had not approached me that day in her room while she was taking pictures of me that I would've ever had the nerve to initiate anything. Mmmmmmm, was I ever glad she had!

We kissed for what seemed forever as our hands lightly fondling each other but not seeking out any of our more "sensitive" spots. After our freshman year she knew ALL the places that made me feel good. I felt goose bumps raise as her fingertips traced along my side and down my hips and legs. Her tiny fingers ran slowly through my hair and I felt like I was in heaven.

"God I soooooo missed this Brenda," I whispered to her softly, looking straight into her eyes that were directly over me.

Brenda didn't say anything in response but instead started to kiss me from my neck and working her way slowly down my nude body. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed it as her tongue and lips caressed me all over. My nipples were hard but they somehow seemed to grow even larger and harder as her teeth gently tugged on them while her tongue flicked over them. My stomach tingled as her tongue lightly touched and caressed it, running in little circles around my belly button.

I moaned softly and put my hands on her head, pushing her downward to where I wanted her so badly to be. Brenda put her hands around me and cupped my ass in them. She wiggled down the bed until her head was between my thighs and gazed at my pussy which was open and wet, just waiting for her.

"Mmmmmmm, looks like somebody's pussy needs some attention," she said softly as her eyes met mine with a smile on her face. She kissed me right over my clit and I almost jumped out of bed. Brenda giggled at my response.

"Yep, definitely needs attention," she murmured, almost to herself more than me.

I tensed as her tongue started at the top of my clit and ran slowly down my pussy until it flickered over the opening to my pussy. Her face pressed against my crotch as she pressed her tongue into me and wiggled it just inside of me. I was so wet already the wetness of her mouth wasn't needed to make it easy for her to slide her tongue into me Her mouth returned to my clit and she gently sucked on it while her tongue played over it. Then I felt her finger pressing against me and working its way into my cunt until she had it in as far as it would reach. She kept sucking on my clit while her finger fucked me like a small cock. Damn it felt incredible to have her back between my legs again!

Feeling me tense and listening to my breathing, Brenda knew from experience what was about to happen. She lifted her head off my clit for a moment and without stopping her finger she smiled and said, "Cum for me Kelly... I want you to cum all over me."

Resuming her unbelievably attention to my clit, she soon got her wish. I couldn't help but let out a loud moan as my back arched and I pressed my crotch up tight into my mouth. My hands held her head firmly against my pussy as it exploded into an incredible orgasm. Every inch of me cried out in pleasure as Brenda relentlessly sucked on my clit. I wrapped my legs around her thin body and pulled her tightly into me as my pussy gushed all over her hand.

Feeling me cumming, her mouth moved down and she took out her finger so she could lap up my pussy cum. Finally I was able to breathe again and I sucked in a deep breath before moaning softly as my orgasm settled into more of a glowing feeling. Feeling her trying to get up, I unwrapped my legs and she moved to the side of me with one leg and arm over me, pressing her crotch tightly up against me. Without a word we kissed and I smelled and tasted myself on her lips and face. I just laid there, totally overwhelmed as her hands gently caressed my boobs and we kissed softly. Brenda, though, wasn't finished by a long shot.

"My turn," she purred in my ear as she got up and next thing I knew she was straddling me.

Her pussy was directly in front of me and looked terribly inviting. I didn't have to wait long as she moved forward and pressed her crotch to me face. God she smelled so sexy! I reached forward with my head and pulled the pillow behind me under my neck to support me. Brenda slowly ground her crotch into my face as my tongue danced over her clit and between her pussy lips. My hands cupped her ass and pulled her into my face as I lapped her cunt like a cat with a fresh bowl of milk - except in this case the milk was Brenda's sweet pussy juices.

Mmmmmmm, I loved the taste of a horny pussy. I had first tasted mine when I was barely eleven and had loved it from the very beginning. Brenda's bare ass was rubbing against my boobs and massaging my nipples in the process which was making me feel pretty good as well! Brenda was playing with her boobs as she swiveled her hips to rub her cunt into my face when I heard her panting and I knew I was about to finally get her to cum. I didn't stop, though, but instead tried to reach even further into her pussy with my outstretched tongue.

"Oh god Kelly, don't stop whatever you do," she gasped, "Oh fuck, I love it when you lick me."

She started shaking and then it was like she suddenly froze in place. My eyes looked upward to her face and I saw her eyes were closed and her mouth was wide open when suddenly she drew in a huge breath of air and then let it out just as quick.

"Oh god... oh god... oh god," was all she kept saying as I felt her pussy contract and then my face was flooded with her cum.

Her butt clenched and her hips thrust forward into my wet face as her orgasm racked her body. Every girl I've been with has had her own unique orgasm and Brenda was no different. With her, the harder she came the more frozen she would become, almost like a statue as the pleasure of her orgasm ran through her. It was like she was afraid that if she moved that something would cause it to lessen and so she just held herself in place, absorbing every sensation she could.

When she finally began to move again I knew it was beginning to ebb and sure enough I soon heard her moaning softly. I leaned my head back so I could look at her.

"Well girl, do I know how to eat pussy or what?" I said with a nasty smile on my face.

Brenda was still trying to catch her breath but she looked down at me and held my head in her hands.

"Oh yeah," she said with a sly grin, "you're still the best ever Kelly... god I love you! You're such a slut!"

I knew she meant that in a complimentary way, much the same as when my dad called me his "little slut", so I wasn't offended or anything. In fact, I didn't mind it even when people meant to call me that. I always figure if people thought I was sexy enough to be a slut then I must be pretty damn sexy!

We spent the next hour or so lying in bed together, catching up on old times and new gossip while at the same time our hands roamed over the other. Sometimes we just kissed for a while and as her warm body pressed against mine I remembered how many nights we had squeezed together to fit on our dorm beds so we could spend the night together.

I never considered Brenda to be my "lover" or had any emotional attachment to her in that way, but we were still something a bit more than just good friends, As we talked the subject of her boyfriend inevitably came up. Brenda giggled as I pressed her for some of the more graphic details of her guy.

"Oh Kelly, do you really expect me to tell you THAT?" she exclaimed after I pushed for her to tell me how she sucked his cock.

It was sort of funny to me that Brenda felt embarrassed to discussed something like that with me. Of course, she had no idea that I had sucked hundreds cocks in my sexual "career". Sometimes I wondered what she would have said had she known the true extent of my activities outside of school. I would've thought that after fucking her brother she might have wondered a bit more about me but the subject had never come up between us.

"Well then," I replied with a mock tone of exasperation, "at least tell me about the last time you sucked David."

At the mention of her brother, Brenda suddenly became quite serious and I wondered if maybe I had pushed her too far. Then she kissed me briefly and softly said, "You know Kelly, I haven't fucked my brother since the last time your stayed here."

I was more than a little astonished. Given the way they both seemed to enjoy it the last time we did it, I figured the two of them would have been doing it every chance they could, especially since he lived in town just a few minutes away. My expression was enough to betray my thoughts to Brenda who then continued on.

"I don't know, I guess it would just be weird to have sex alone with him. When you were with us it doesn't seem so... well, you know... wrong? I wouldn't feel right fucking him just by myself - he IS my brother after all and he IS married."

She paused as if to let me respond but I just laid there next to her, listening to her and waiting for her to continue which she did eventually.

"When you are watching it was more than just being fucked by my brother. I felt so hot because I knew it was turning you on so much to see my brother fucking me. Well... I don't blame you for not understanding, you don't even have a brother so I don't know how you could have any idea how I feel."

To be honest, I didn't understand at all but I wasn't going to say that to her! Sometimes Brenda seems a little weird to me and this was definitely one of those times! Hell, if I had a brother I would have been fucking him every day, especially if he was a hunk like Brenda's! I reached forward and kissed her lightly on the lips. She was actually trembling in my arms and I whispered in her ear that is was OK, that she could tell me anything.

"Oh Kelly," she said as she started to cry softly, "I get so confused sometimes. I loved being fucked by my brother and I have wanted it so badly every time since then when I see him but I just can't do it. I even think of David sometimes when my boyfriend fucks me - now is that messed up or what?"

I assured her what she was feeling was perfectly normal. I came SOOOO close to telling her about the relationship between my father and me but I wasn't sure if she was ready for that yet. If she was having an anxiety attack over her brother doing her, I could only imagine what she would say if she knew my father was fucking me!

We talked some more about it and we began to recall the times the two of us had fooled around with her brother. David was married to a bitch of a wife who seemed to hate Brenda and me with a passion. She was undoubtedly a major influence on her two bratty kids based on their anti-social behavior. I hated her so badly that when he had fucked me I actually enjoyed the thought of her sitting at home not knowing her wonderful husband was banging the daylights out of his sister and best friend as much as I loved actually being fucked. Brenda laughed when I mentioned how much I disliked her and confirmed she was as bitchy as ever.

I looked at Brenda and smiled saying, "So what do you say then girl... are we going to fuck David tomorrow or what?"

Brenda let out a long breath and rolled her eyes at me. "Well, I have to admit that I figured that you would want to do something like that."

Then her eyes narrowed and she looked at me more seriously saying, "You know Kelly, sometimes I wonder what's the real story with you. Hmmmmmm... why is it that somehow I don't think you're quite as innocent and naive as you try so hard to make yourself appear to be in school?"

I giggled and again flirted with the idea of coming clean with her but years of family discipline won out and in the end I just gave her a smile and look that hopefully told her she was correct but at the same time I wasn't going to tell her a thing.

"Well, be that way then," she huffed but then couldn't hold back a laugh. "Maybe I should call David and tell him we can't make it tomorrow!"

"What!" I exclaimed.

Usually I could read Brenda like a book but there times when she could surprise me and this was one of those times. She looked so pleased with herself that she had managed to pull this one over me.

"Yep!" she said, "I called David earlier today and told him you were coming over. I didn't have to say anything else - he knew what I wanted. So anyway... we're on for noon tomorrow at his house."

"His house?" I said in an incredulous tone. What in the world was she thinking?

"Yea, his wife has a hair appointment in Columbus and so she's leaving the boys with him. It's the best opportunity he will have this weekend. Don't worry - the boys will be playing video games in the basement all afternoon."

I felt myself getting horny again as I considered the possibilities. At the same time I felt exhausted after a long week and then our "activities" of the evening. We finally fell asleep together in her bed, our nude bodies pressed tightly together with me spooning her from behind and my arms wrapped tightly around her. My breasts were pressed against her smooth back and my hands caressed her breasts gently as I drifted to sleep.

I woke in the middle of the night for whatever reason and it felt so good to lay there in the darkness, feeling her smooth warm ass pressed against my stomach. My hand cupped her breast and I loved the way it felt in my hand as I squeezed it gently. I reached down and cupped her pussy I my hand. For a moment I was tempted to 'explore" her a little further but I was so tired that I fell asleep once again.

Chapter 4 - Sex With Brenda and Her Brother

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We slept soundly until we were abruptly awakened Saturday morning by the sharp sound of her mom knocking on the door.

"Brenda?" she called through the door, "Are you girls awake? I'll be starting breakfast soon!"

We both looked at each other with our eyes wide open when the door handle shook as she tried to come in.

"Brenda?" she called out again, "Honey, why is your door locked?"

We both quickly threw on a nightshirt as Brenda hustled over to the door. When she cracked it open her mom pushed it open all the way and came into the room.

"So how are you two doing this morning?" she said smiling at me innocently.

I was tempted to say what a great night we had licking each other's pussy but somehow I didn't think that was what she was expecting me to say. We both chimed in, assuring her we had a lovely night (which was 100% true) and she left but not before warning us that breakfast would be ready in twenty or thirty minutes.

After the fuss over our door being close I was surprised when Brenda's mom shut the door behind her but then I realized she probably didn't want her husband seeing us getting dressed as their bedroom was just across the hall. Once she was gone Brenda looked at me with her patented naughty-girl look I used to love so much.

"So tell me," she said with a sly grin, "Do you still wake up all horny in the morning?"

I just nodded and rubbed myself between my legs causing her to laugh and say, "You know, I've never met another girl who masturbated even half as much as you do. God Kelly, don't you EVER get enough?"

I still didn't say anything as I was curious where she was going with this and I didn't have to wait long.

"Well, for your information you were a terrible influence on me when we roomed together. I mean, sure I had masturbated now and then in high school but I had never known a girl that did it nearly as often as you do. God, it seemed every time I came in the room you were playing with yourself."

Brenda's face grew more serious and she said in a more conspiratorial tone, "You know what? I don't think you even realize that you're doing it half the time. Like, there were time when I would try to talk with you and I would see your hand between your legs as you talked to me like nothing was going on."

She paused and then pointed at me and giggled, "Look... you're doing it now!"

I looked down and sure enough, I WAS playing with myself. It wasn't all that much, but my finger was indeed pressing against my pussy. I withdrew my hand quickly and blushed.

"Now there's a sight you don't see every day... Kelly blushing," Brenda laughed at me, "Wow! I didn't think ANYTHING could embarrass you."

I rolled my eyes at that but then in morbid curiosity I couldn't help but ask, "So honestly, do I REALLY do that a lot?"

Brenda nodded her head and replied, "Sorry, I really thought you did it to be a tease or even just to be naughty. Yes... you do it a LOT girl! You're good at hiding it though so I know there have been a lot of times when I was the only one who knew what you were doing. You DO need to watch it though, there have been a few times in church when I almost felt I needed to say something to you!"

We had thrown on some panties by now and so we went out to join her parents for breakfast. Much as I hated underwear there was a time and place for everything. Going bare-bottom at Brenda's wasn't sexy or fun, in fact it would've been downright rude.

Brenda's parents were older and definitely had not maintained themselves the way mine had. They were great people, don't get me wrong, but I couldn't imagine myself doing anything sexual with them and teasing her father was NOT something that turned me on in the least to even contemplate. Our t-shirts hung halfway to our knees anyways so even if we hadn't worn panties we wouldn't have been showing off anything but I was sure her mom would have noticed so what was the point in doing so and offending her?

After breakfast, which was more like brunch given it was already past 10:00 AM by the time we had finished, Brenda and I went back to her room to change. The weather was decent but not summer yet so we each decided on some tight jeans and a shirt. She had a nice white long-sleeved shirt that was rather traditional looking with pockets and all, almost like a man-shirt but fitted a whole lot better. I had brought with me a thin flannel shirt that was also long-sleeved that I liked wearing for comfort more than anything. A pair of socks and sneakers and we were ready to go. Needless to say, this time the panties stayed in her room!

We went back out to the kitchen where her parents were still chatting over coffee. We sat down and just talked for the next hour or so until finally Brenda announced that it was time for us to get going. Her mom asked where we were going and was a bit surprised to find we were heading over to her brother's house. Brenda somehow "forgot" to mention that his wife was going to be out and made it sound like we were just going over to say hi. I found myself wondering what her mom would have said if she had ANY idea what we were planning to REALLY do!

We decided to take my car because nobody would recognize it in town and possibly say something to his wife later about Brenda being at his house. I parked on the street in front of the house next to theirs and we went in through the side door. David was in the kitchen with the two boys. He saw us coming in and motioned for us to stay out of sight. He herded the boys and led them downstairs where we could hear him telling them to play with the video games and NOT to even think of coming upstairs until he came down again. In a few minutes he was back upstairs and heaved a huge sigh.