Confessions: Three Minutes To Glory

Author's Note: Welcome to another installment of the Taboo Confessions a website where people go to admit, and sometimes brag, about their incestuous sins. In this quick and dirty tale, Tammy tells the story of how she used what she had to get what she needed.... from her brother. Enjoy. LC68

Chapter One

Hi! My name is Tammy, and after a friend told me about this site, I figured I'd check it out and post my own dirty little confession. It was five years ago, and at the time I had just turned nineteen and my brother Jeff was twenty one.

We got along like most brothers and sisters as in we cared about each other, but also lived to bust each other's chops and give each other a hard time, especially if one of us did something stupid.

Our parents were away for a week, and my mom said I could use her car, but to be careful because a few months before that I'd gotten into an accident and totaled mine. It was my fault, I'd been looking at my phone and when I hit a patch of ice, only had one hand on the wheel and spun out and into a pole.

I was on their insurance, and they were livid it was going to go up, which it already had because I'd also gotten a speeding ticket, and another ticket for not seeing a stop sign. I was put on 'probation' by them, saying that if I needed to use one of their cars for school or work, I could, and if I was responsible then after six months, they'd help me get another car.

That was only another three weeks, but when I took my mother's car to pick up a pizza on the way to a friend's house, some asshole parked at an angle and when I backed out I got too close to an old pickup truck and hit it.

The driver was in the truck and when he got out I went into full panic mode, stammering I was sorry and please don't call the police, and just babbling like a teenage drama queen.

I caught a break that the guy was mad cool and pointed out that since his truck was higher than mom's car and had an old fashioned steel bumper, there was barely a scratch on it, and he didn't care because it was an old work truck.

He told me not to worry about it and to just take care of my car. That was when my relief turned to 'oh, shit'. The taillight was completely smashed and there was a gouge in the paint on the corner of the fender beneath it.

My friend Jenna's dad worked at an auto body shop and I drove straight there and talked to him. Jenna and I had been friends since 4th grade, and again I went into hysterics telling him how if my parents found out I might never own a car again! (Drama, am I right?)

He promised that not only could he fix it if I brought it by the next morning, but he wouldn't tell my parents. He knew I was a good kid and sometimes kids got themselves in jams and it's not like I was drinking or doing anything bad.

It looked as if I was going to get away with it... until he told me that because of the body work to get rid of the deep scratch and the paint, the light and the frame for it, the shops time... it was going to be $300.

I was only working twenty hours a week because it was during the school year, and had just paid for my books, paid mom and dad for my share of our now higher insurance, and had just given my friend Lisa $150 for the Metallica tickets she'd put on her credit card for us.

I had a total of $250 in my account and had to leave something in there. I needed a hundred dollars and by tomorrow as Jenna's dad said the owner agreed to let him put it in front of other jobs as a favor, and I couldn't pick up the car without paying.

He'd already done enough for me so there was no way I could ask him try to get me more time. I didn't want to ask any of my friends, because I knew it would be a while before I could pay them back, and they were all broke like me.

But Jeff was never broke.

He'd pissed our folks off by not going to college, but as he'd said, he had no interest in any particular field, so why waste his or their money? He was a big, rugged guy, and good with his hands, and through his high school football coach landed a job with a small contractor.

He made good money, and although he liked to smoke, and bought any new game, or gaming system that came out, he had healthy savings account. I hated to ask him because it meant I'd have to tell him what I needed it for.

That would lead to him teasing me he'd tell our parents and other ball busting, including I'd owe him more than the money and would have to deal with whatever shitty chore he'd want me to do for him.

Last time I needed him to cover for me when I slipped out to meet Joe, my ex-boyfriend, I had to wash his truck every day for a week and do his laundry, handling his filthy work clothes.

But it was better than paying more insurance and having to beg for my parent's car for another six months, and after another mishap like this, who's to say they'd even let me drive theirs anymore?

I had to work at Subway that afternoon, and when I came home at nine figured Jeff wouldn't be around because he had been bragging about going to hook up with some slut who was just looking for a fuck.

To my surprise his Chevy Silverado was in the driveway, and after I showered the smell of onions and lunchmeat off me, I slipped on an old t-shirt and a pair of sweats and went in to ask for my favor and endure the abuse for needing it.

I did get the favor, but the one I gave in return is the reason I'm here.

Chapter Two

I heard Aerosmith playing loudly as I approached his room and after he didn't reply to my knock, I was too impatient to keep trying-especially if he were just being a tool and ignoring me, and walked in.

"Hey, Jeff, can I talk to... Oh!"

Jeff sat in his gaming chair at an angle, his jeans pushed down facing away from me, but I had a clear view of a woman sucking cock on his computer, and his in his hand.

For a few seconds, I froze, my eyes darting from the video to my brother's cock. I finally got over the initial shock, and turned to the side, hoping to ease out the door. But as I did, part of me couldn't help thinking, Jeff had pretty big dick.

He was a big guy, around 6'2" and an easy 210 pounds with not an ounce of fat on him. His hands were exceptionally large, easily able to palm a basketball, and there was a lot of hard flesh protruding from his big fist.

Why the hell I would think that? Really, even looking back, I'm not sure other than I was a young woman who although I wouldn't say I was easy, I wasn't adverse to having some grown up fun when the chance presented itself, and had always enjoyed giving head.

Brother or not, Jeff was a good looking guy, and a bad boy type at that with his smoldering brown eyes, scruffy beard and heavily tattooed arms. My friends melted over him, and he probably could have scored any of them, but even though like me, he was always up to be up as he joked, he'd never mess with any of my friends, if for no other reason than the drama it would cause.

Likewise, and not to sound like I'm all that, but Jeff wasn't the only pretty kid in the family. I got plenty of attention myself. I was tall with a slender athletic build, but my tits were bigger than most of the girls who had similar builds on my volleyball team and seemed bigger because the rest of me was slim and trim.

I knew I had a nice ass and loved flaunting it in my bikini bottom when we played, and my long legs were tight, toned and still showing some of the deep tan a summer of playing on the beach had earned me.

I had the same dark eyes as my brother, but mine were on the wider side. I used to say they looked innocent, and Jeff would make a comment along the yeah right, and just say I looked confused.

My long black hair flowed down to my mid back, and all around I considered myself a nice package of pretty with a nice body. I also had the lips befitting someone who enjoyed sucking cock, and there wasn't a guy that saw my mouth that didn't think of it.

Just as I knew my brother was 'in demand' it worked the same with his friends and his 'annoyingly hot sister' as he once referred to me one time when he'd been drinking. That comment came after we'd gone to the same party, and a guy who didn't know me told Jeff, "Look at the cock sucking lips on that one" and got knocked on his ass.

Jeff was the typical big brother in that regard, he could call me names, but no one else could. But right now I was ready to call it a night and get my ass out of the room and catch him in the morning, because even coming back later I'd feel kind of weird knowing what he'd been...

"Jesus Christ!" Jeff shouted when he must have caught me out of the corner of his eye.

He spun in the chair and lifted up in it to pull his jeans up, then turned back around, his face red from being embarrassed and pissed off because of it.

"Don't you fucking knock?"

"I did, but you have the music so loud you didn't..." I'd been yelling, but when he hit his phone to pause his playlist, finished in a normal tone. "Hear me."

When his response was to glare at her, I shrugged.

"You always listen to music when you jerk off? Figured you'd want to hear the woman."

"I did that so my sister who was going to be home from work wouldn't hear me watching porn." He countered.

"Hey," I snapped my fingers. "Weren't you supposed to be out tonight? You know," I pointed to the video, which was still playing and had switched to a blonde gagging noisily on a fat cock. "Getting some of that?"

"I cancelled when Greg called me a couple hours ago and said he saw her out with another guy."

"So what, you just wanted to hit it and quit it, anyway."

"I wish you didn't say things like that," he muttered. "But it's one thing to know she's doing whoever, whenever, and another to know it's one to the other. I don't need sloppy seconds."

"Speaking of sloppy." I gestured to the PC again where a redhead was now being face fucked and long strands of spit and drool was spilling from her mouth. "You want to shut that off?"

"Why? I'm going back to it as soon as you leave."

"Bro, I'm your sister, you're really cool with having that on while I'm in here?"

"What, like you never sucked a dick before," he rolled his eyes. "No wait, Tommy Iron's said he heard a kid at school say you give world class head."

"Anything worth doing is worth doing right."

"Right on the pool table with mom and dad home," he grunted. "You still owe me for not telling them what I walked in on down there."

"Yeah, well, you and I are cool like that, right?" I gave him a big smile. "My big bro would never rat out his widdle sis." I batted my eyes while using the little girl voice.

"Not yet, anyway." He leaned back in his chair. "First time for everything, right?"

"I guess."

"Like mom and dad finding out I went back out with Emily after we broke up?"

"That was an accident! I didn't know they'd told you to stay away from her after she got caught with coke."

"You didn't have to say where I was at all." He waved his hand. "But whatever, what the hell do you want?"

"Someone's in a mood," I teased him. "Couldn't get the real thing so you figure you'll just watch?"

"Pretty much, but couldn't even do that, thanks to you."

"Can you shut it off? I need to talk to you."

"Volume's off." He flashed her a smirk. "Getting hungry?"

"Real nice, talking to your sister like that."

"What do you want, Tams?"

"Okay, well, uh... I had an accident today."

"In mom's car?" His eyes widened. "Jesus, you are so fucked!"

"Not yet I'm not!" I put my hands up. "It was a scratch and the taillight, and the guy I hit felt bad for me, and he said don't worry about it, so no police."

"That's good, but..." he frowned, then rolled his eyes. "Don't even tell me you think I'm taking the blame for this."

"No, of course not. I mean, why would you be driving mom's car and..." I cocked my head. "Would you do that?"

"Hell no! But go ahead, you're looking for something."

"Right, so I went to Tim's where Jenna's dad works and he said he can fix it tomorrow, and it will look good as new, and he won't tell mom and dad."

"Looks like you got lucky," Jeff nodded. "So what's the problem?"

"Its three hundred dollars."

"You think I'm spotting you three bills?" He laughed. "Not on a bet."

"Just a hundred!"

"No." he shrugged. "Now get lost, I have to get back to the only head I'll see tonight."

"God, you're gross! I'm in the room and you still have it on and you're just going back to it when I leave?"

"Would be pretty fucked up if I did it while you stayed."

"Come on, Jeff, you have the money!"

"You should have it too."

"I don't work full time and I get paid shit and I had things to buy."

"You spent money on a dumb concert," he finished. "Just give them two and promise them the rest in a week."

"Can't, they're doing it quick as a favor." I walked further into the room. "Please, Jeff? You know I'm going to get in so much trouble over this and it wasn't really my fault, someone parked like a jerk."

"If you hadn't screwed up already you could get away with this one, but..." he laughed. "All you do is screw up."

"Don't be an asshole to me," I pushed my lips in a pout.

"Save that shit for the next guy you want to buy you something." He looked at the computer which now featured a woman on her knees sucking two cocks, stroking both while going from one to the other for a few hard sucks. "Hey, maybe you could earn it with that world class head."

"Oh my god, did you just call me a whore?"

"No, but what's the difference between getting roses for putting out or getting money for doing it?"

"Can't believe my brother would tell me to suck dick for money."

"Pays more than subway."

"You're not funny." I snapped. "But you are pathetic, stroking it to girls sucking because you can't find one to suck you."

"Less pathetic than being nineteen and not being able to have a car for another six months, maybe longer." He flashed a big smile, all proud of his burn.

"Please help me, Jeff. I'd help you!"

"Tams, I'm serious when I say this. You keep messing up driving, this is on you. Besides, say I said yes, when can you pay me back? You just said you're not making much right now."

"So much a week! You can wait; you don't need it!"

"Let's see." He leaned over and picked his wallet up from the desk, pausing to watch a girl with blue hair and a nose ring bobbing her head in the lap of a guy with the biggest dick I'd ever seen.

He opened the wallet and removing a thick wad of cash, counted out five twenties.

"I do have an extra hundred." He held it up. "Say please."

"Please, Jeff?"

"Tell me you're a fuck up."

"Fine, I fucked up."

"Again."

"Again," I tried not to grit my teeth.

"Hmm," he tapped his chin in thought. "Get on your knees and beg."

"You know what, fuck you!" I hissed at him. "You should just say okay and help me."

"Fuck me?" He slipped the money back in his wallet. "Guess you're the one who's fucked."

"Yeah, fine." I told him. "Can't believe you're being mean to me."

"Poor you."

"You're just mad period. Not my fault you can't get your dick sucked tonight."

"Yeah, I was looking forward to it, word is she has a hell of a mouth," he turned to face the computer again, now watching thin young looking Asian girl blowing a guy in a 69 position. "Maybe not as good as these women I'll bet."

"Please," I waved my hand. "A lot of women can suck like that; they just don't do it on camera."

"Yeah, sure. Not like I should be talking to you about this, but I don't think I've ever gotten it the way these girls give it."

"Guess you haven't been with anyone who's that good at it, then." My eyes narrowed, and an absurd thought entered my mind. No, that was insane, I wasn't that desperate... was I?

"Please, and don't let that world class head shit go to yours. Kid that said that was in High school, what the hell does he know?"

"More than you if you think that's real." I walked up to the chair and tapped the screen with my long blue nail.

"Of course its real, you think she's not really sucking a dick?"

"She is, but its fake as fuck."

"How? That's a real guy and a real girl."

"What's fake is you see how she's going to town?"

"That she is," he nodded approvingly.

"Yeah, well they're editing the fuck out of it."

"Huh?"

"No guy can handle a girl sucking like that for more than a couple minutes. They're stopping and letting him calm down, then starting again."

"Bullshit, a real man can last more than a few minutes no matter how good a woman is."

"I saw a video once, an interview with an escort," I spoke slowly as my eyes moved from the video down to my brother's crotch.

His jeans had always looked pretty full, and now I'd seen why. His dick was as big and perfect as the rest of him. Jesus, I was really thinking about it. But why not? It was only my mouth.

"And?"

I realized I'd stopped talking.

"Oh, right. She said any woman who's any good should be able to suck a guy off in three minutes."

"Bullshit!" he snorted. "I mean, yeah if a guy hasn't had it in a while or got ED crap going on, but not a guy like me."

"Guy like you?" it was her turn to snort. "You think you're a stud?"

"I think I can hold on longer than three minutes," he waved at the computer. "Even with one of them."

"Hundred bucks says no."

"Plus..." he blinked. "Huh? What are you talking about?"

"You said why don't I suck for it?" I folded my arms over my chest and gave my head a toss. "Then that's what I'll do. One hundred dollars says I suck you off in three minutes."

"I... Tammy!" he exclaimed, looking genuinely offended. "I'm your brother!"

"It's only my mouth." I defended the indefensible. "Until you got an attitude tonight, we always helped each other. I need money, you need your balls drained, so how about you pay me to get what you want?"

"Balls drained," he repeated, but with an odd look on his face, and I noticed his eyes dropping down to my chest.

I hadn't put on a bra due to the shirt being loose, and just being my brother I'd be around, but having my arms under my tits had made them more noticeable, and he seemed to be noticing.

"Just think of me as a cute girl giving you a blow job."

"This is crazy."

"And, best part? If you're right and can hold out more than three minutes? You get blown for free because I lose the bet."

"Blown for free."

"Yup, and tell you what. I can't get you off within the bet? I'll slow down and really take my time. Give you the longest, sexiest, nastiest head you've ever had for as long as you can handle it."

"You're serious," he didn't look as offended as he had a minute ago. "You'd blow me?"

"For a hundred."

"But you're not going to win."

"Then make the bet."

I removed my phone from the pocket of my sweats and finding the alarm, set it for three minutes and showed it to him.

"I get on my knees, you take it out and then hit start."

"I..." his eyes went to the latest cock sucking scene on the computer to me, then back again. "You're my little sister."

"I'm an adult, and I'm offering, so you're off the hook on being a pedo or a pig. Trust me, no one's ever going to know about this," I laughed. "So lucky for you, no one will hear about how you got sucked off in record time by your sister."

Jeff shook his head.

"You're fucking with me, but okay, let's see how far you'll go." He took the money out again and laid it on the desk. "Where's yours?"

"I don't lose money. Bet is if you hold out, I have to do it for as long as it takes, and however you want me to."

"So if I said stop, you stop?" His eyes met mine. "I say just lick or tease?"

"I do it. Jeff, if I have to suck until my jaw aches I will. That's your prize for winning the bet," I sank down on my knees next to his chair. "And think about it, even if you lose, you still got sucked off, it was just quick."

Jeff turned in his chair to face me and I slid up between his legs. I put the phone down on the arm of his chair so he could hit start, then made a show of lifting my hair and tying it into a loose knot.

"Don't want to ruin your view," I told him. "Going to take it out, or want me to do it?"

"This is nuts." He shook his head, but his hands strayed to his zipper.

"I'll be sucking your nuts if I lose." I parted my lips and wagged my tongue at him. "Come on, Jeff. Think of it this way, wouldn't you like to use your cock to shut your bitchy sister up?"

I grabbed his wrist and before he could stop me lifted his hand and sucked his finger between my lips.

"That's... not fair," he whispered as I swirled my tongue around his finger.

"Come on, Jeff, put your money where my mouth is." I gave him the pout, and the little girl voice. "Please, big brother? Your little sister is sooo hungry!"

"Jesus, I can't believe this." He pulled his zipper down and lifting his hips shoved his jeans down.

I couldn't help sucking on my lower lip at the sight of his cock which even semi hard was long and thick. Whether it was how wrong it was, or the adrenalin rush that came along with doing something wild, I felt strangely at ease with what was going to happen.

Or maybe it was just the fact that my brother had a mouth-watering cock and the rest of him was pretty fine too. If I was going to blow for money, there were worst choices I could make.

I leaned forward and put my hands on his thighs.

"Say when," I nodded to the phone. "And hit start."

"Take your top off."

"What?"

"I want you topless."

"You want to see your sister's tits?" I sighed as if it bothered me, but fact was the idea of him seeing them was a surprising turn on, not to mention once he did see them, it was going to work in my favor.

"Deal breaker," he whispered.

"You thought of them, haven't you?"

"Maybe," he pointed. "Off, or no bet."

"Yes sir," I gave him a demure look, then peeled my shirt off, exposing my large breasts.

"Damn," Jeff whistled. "Sis, you have some tits."

"Yeah?" I held them up and stroked my nipples and while he watched with a stunned look on his face, I eyed his cock which to my delight was rapidly swelling. "Little sis has nice big tits?"

"Yeah, she does," he licked his lips, and I wondered if he'd ask to suck on them... and if I'd let him. "You can be a bitch sometimes, but I gotta tell you, you're a hot bitch."

"Know what's hot?" I opened mouth and slowly worked my tongue around my lips. "Your sister's mouth."

"Talk's cheap," he told her.

"By the way?" I rested my right hand on his thick muscular thigh. "This is going to be hand's free."

I reached out with my left, tapped start, and opening wide took my bother into my mouth.

"Oh, fuck!" he gasped as I bobbed my head rapidly, my tongue swirling around his thickening shaft.

I moaned as my brother's cock swelled in my mouth and had to open wider to accommodate his full girth. I paused for a moment to angle my head, to get his measure, then slowly ease him past my gag reflex.

My eyes shifted to see it had only been twenty seconds and taking a breath, picked up the pace. Jeff moaned and released a sharp breath when I moved my head faster and each time it lowered, my lips moved further down his impressive length.

I kept my hands on his thighs, my head not only bobbing, but moving forward and back, undulating like a snake as my lips grew closer to his base. I forced my head down harder when the timer hit two minutes, and made a nasty choking sound as his head struck the back of my throat.

I relaxed and took the extra second to adjust and let his cock slip down my throat, and my next few moves were much slower as I made sure I had him where I wanted him and could really go to work.

Jeff groaned, and grabbed my head, his fingers gripping my hair as I pounded him down faster and harder. Each time I took him my lips struck his pubic mound and I released a wet gurgling sound.

Jeff's other hand slid between us and I whimpered when his thick fingers found my left nipple and rolled it between them. A mistake on his part as I felt his cock twitch in reaction to touching my breast and hearing its effect on me.

With ninety seconds left, my cheeks were hot from the effort of repeatedly throating my brother's big dick and my eyes were watering, but I wasn't about to lose. I thrust my head into his lap with a force that bordered on violent.

Jeff moaned and squirmed in the chair. His hips had begun to move, now thrusting his cock into my sloppy, and admittedly aching mouth. It was an advantage for me that he wasn't able to remain still and was now helping me get him off.

Sixty seconds.

I lifted my hands from his thighs and putting them behind my head. I a turned my eyes to his, widening them as I whined and whimpered as if being forced to do it. Jeff, overcome with lust, bit on the bait and grabbed both my thin wrists in one large hand.

The move sent a wet wave of heat flowing between my legs and caused me to grind my hips as I continued to brutally fuck my face with Jeff's dick. In my fevered and lust filled mind I kept thinking what a waste it was not to take my time and savor such a beautiful cock.

But money, my driving future, and pride as a top notch cock sucker were on the line, and with forty five seconds left I plunged him deep into my throat and rapidly shook my head side to side, working his cock around my mouth.

Jeff groaned and his hips moved faster, his hand now gripping the soft flesh of my breast, roughly fondling it in his excitement. I slipped my tongue out and over his balls, and his hips thrust, and his next moan was higher pitched and with an air of desperation to it.

Thirty seconds.

I whipped my head side to side, then went full throttle on sucking, pounding the head of his cock repeatedly into the back of my throat. I gagged and choked in between whining and pleading with my eyes. My red cheeks streaked with tears as I punished my mouth with his dick.

I was having a hard time breathing and my eyes stung from the sweat dripping into them. My jaw ached and at twenty seconds it was just beginning to sink in I was going to lose.

But if it happened, then I'd take the consolation prize of taking a minute to catch my breath then really enjoying his...

"Fuck!" Jeff swore, "No, I... No..." his hips moved frantically and I kept force feeding myself his cock.

His hand trembled around my wrists and with ten seconds left, he released a frustrated whimper and exploded in my mouth. I'd had him all the way and both the force and size of his load caused me to gag and send cum spraying out of the sides of my mouth and down my chin.

I kept sucking with a now triumphant enthusiasm, reveling in his moans and the sensation of my brother's hot, sticky, and salty load sliding down my throat. The amount of cum he fed me matched the size of his cock and balls, and my eyes rolled back as I continued to loudly slurp and suck for everything I could get.

When I sucked hard enough to hollow my cheeks and could coax nothing else from him, I let him fall from my lips.

"Fuck!" Jeff slumped back in his chair as I lowered myself to my hands and knees trying to catch my breath as spit and cum laced drool oozed from my face and lips. "Ten goddamn seconds!"

"Challenge accepted." I breathed as I sat back on my knees. "And met."

"I... Christ, you can suck cock!"

"Bet all the guys say that to their sisters," I muttered while eyeing his sloppy wet cock which hadn't deflated at all.

"I messed up, shouldn't have wanted to see your tits." He told her. "Or maybe I messed up not asking to suck on them."

"You'd have come quicker," I flashed him a smile through my sticky lips. "Two minutes."

"You know," his dark eyes moved from his cock to my heaving tits. "I wouldn't come quick now."

"No?" Was he hinting at what I thought he was? "You'd last awhile?"

"I think so." He appeared to be struggling with what he knew he wanted, but wasn't sure he could say.

"Jeff, do you want to fuck me?" I rose to my feet, my hands already going to my hips and gripping the edge of my sweats.

"No," he answered, stopping me as I'd begun to push my pants down. "I don't want to. I need to."

"Well, according to you I suck at driving, so maybe I should take a ride instead."

I shoved my pants down, kicked them off and as Jeff went to stand, I shoved him in the chest, causing him to fall back into the chair.

I was on him in a heartbeat. Climbing on the chair I got my knees between his thighs and the chair on either side, guided him between my legs and sat down on his cock.

"Oh, fuck!" I squealed as his huge dick forced its way deep inside my tight pussy. "Deep, so fucking deep!"

Jeff grabbed my hips and moved his, thrusting into me and causing me to yelp and whimper as I struggled to adjust to him. God, he was so thick! And as hard as he had been in my mouth.

I worked my hips in time with his, riding him as I grabbed his shoulders and dug my nails into his bare arms. Jeff wrapped his arms around my waist, and I cried out as he displayed his strength by surging to his feet with me clinging to him.

I wrapped my legs over his hips, holding him tight as he cupped the cheeks of my ass. He spread them open then flexed his arms, lifting and dropping me onto his cock. I lowered my head and kissed him hard.

Jeff returned the kiss, not seeming to care my lips were still sticky from his cum and even drove his tongue into my mouth. I sucked on it as he turned us around and slowly walked towards the bed while easily bouncing me on his dick.

I cried out when he leaned over and dumped me onto the side of his bed, then emitted a long loud squeal when after stripping off his shirt, he dropped to his knees and buried his face between my thighs.

Jeff went at my pussy the way I had his cock. He didn't eat it, he attacked it. I squirmed on the bed, moaning his name as he plunged his tongue inside my gushing pussy, and sucked hard.

I could feel my juices squirting into his mouth and saw him roll his eyes back as he got a good taste of his sister. He moved his tongue within me, fucking me with it before, sliding it up through my tight pink lips and to my aching clit.

He made me squeal again when he sucked it between his lips while roughly shoving two fingers into my hot little twat. He sucked rhythmically on my clit and I whimpered when he added a third finger and spread them apart, opening me wider around them.

I draped my legs over his shoulders, the soles of my feet on his back as he switched to licking my pink pearl. I cupped my tits, stroking my nipples as my brother proved I wasn't the only kid in the family with a talented tongue.

My hips rocked into the soft flickering caresses of his tongue and gasped when he curled his fingers inside me. I'd never had anyone do that before and the feeling was incredible.

My legs trembled and my back arched off the bed, my toes curling into his back.

"Yes, yes, yes," I whined. "Please, oh, please, please don't stop Jeff! Make me cum! Make your little sister..."

My mouth opened in a silent O and my eyes went wide when he curled his fingers again and my entire body tensed and seemed to pause. When he spread his fingers apart and gave my clit a hard suck, my body exploded in a way it never had before.

I cried out in surprised pleasure as my hips went wild and I writhed on the bed as if I were being shocked. I felt a growing pressure deep within in and the next time he curled his fingers I felt something release and a long stream of sticky fluid erupted from between my legs, catching him in the face and spraying over his shoulder.

A second one followed as I moaned helplessly under the intense waves of pleasure coursing through me. My body went limp, and my legs began to slide from his shoulders.

But shooting up to his feet he caught my ankles and pinning them together, pushed my legs back. He entered my now sloppy slit with one long thrust then tore into me with an eagerness that match the way he'd gone down on me... and me on him.

"That was less than three minutes," he gave me a wicked smile. "I should take my money back."

"Just shut up and take your sister instead."

"Careful what you wish for." Jeff warned then pushed my feet back until they were over my head.

He fucked me with long hard strokes that had my eyes rolling like a slot machine, and yipping like a dog, and making incoherent attempts at words. I'd never been fucked that hard or by a cock that big or a man that strong, and lay there with my arms by my sides, my tits bouncing and totally at his mercy.

I barely made a noise when he slipped out of me, finally pulled his jeans off and grabbing my hips, flipped me over on my stomach. He got on his knees behind me and took me doggy.

I now sounded more like a squealing pig as he took me even harder in this position, his cock pounding so deep I thought it was going to come out of the top of my head. The bed rocked from the force of his fucking, and all I could do was moan, whimper...

And love every minute of it.

Jeff pushed me until I was flat and placing his hands in the middle of my back fucked me as if he were trying to drive me through the bed. I bounced up and down into his relentless cock while howling and yelping, my legs kicking up and down along his sides and my fingers clutching the sheets hard enough to turn my knuckles white.

I don't know how long be fucked me, but it didn't matter. I was like a rag doll beneath him as he had his way with me, plundering his little sister's prone pussy and fucking me like I had never imagined anyone could be fucked.

He whipped himself out of me and I moaned softly as I felt his hot cum squirt across my back. From the feel of it, it was almost as much as I'd sucked out of him as he did a damn good job of not just painting my lower back but caught my ass as well.

I lay there unmoving, breathing hard as he wiped my back off with something and when he was done, he sat down on the bed next to me. I spent a couple minutes trying to find the strength to roll over, and when I finally did, I winced at how sore my entire body was.

"I think I know what they mean by fucked senseless," I whispered.

"Yeah, I really put it to you." I thought he was bragging, and he could have at that point, but instead he put his hand on my shoulder and asked. "Are you okay?"

"I... yeah." I nodded. "I mean, wow. Talk about some porn sex, right?"

"I don't know what the hell just happened. I just had to have you."

"Must have been the world class head." I laughed softly.

"World class pussy too." He gave me a surprisingly soft kiss. "And beautiful."

"Pillow talk from my brother," I grinned up at him. "Next on the Hallmark Channel. Brother gets overwhelmed by his hot sisters amazing BJ skills and just has to have her."

"And for the low, low price of a hundred bucks." He clapped his hands. "Um. By the way? You can have whatever you want for tomorrow. I'll pay for the whole thing."

"Oh, a tip!" I laughed again. "I'm sorry I tore up your pussy sis, let me pay for your car and make it better."

Jeff burst out laughing. "Sis got jokes!"

"Sis got some sore holes."

"Classy," he told me. "But look, this... I mean we shouldn't have done this and I don't want you to end up mad at me."

"Mad at you?"

"I'm older, I should have known better. I don't know how we even got here, but it's on me."

"It was all over me," I joked to show it was okay. "I'm good, Jeff. This was kind of messed up I guess, but holy shit bro, I'll never call you cocky again, you can back all that smack."

"And you can suck a mean dick. I just don't want you to regret this once it kind of sinks in."

"I already regret part of it."

"Shit," he frowned. "What? I can..."

"I regret having to rush on that dick." I licked my lips. "I think you need to let me take my time and really appreciate it."

"I can do that, but you know, just for you."

"Well, seeing it's for me, can you do me a favor?"

"Anything?"

"Can you last more than three minutes this time?"

Epilogue

It really seemed to come out of nowhere. Us busting balls, him kind of being a dick to me. My crazy idea about blowing him, then the sex. Looking back, we both agree neither of us had thought of it.

We both knew the other was hot, but no fantasies of each other. After that night we spent the following morning together. First in his bed, a shower, then my bed. We went at it hot and heavy for the three days before my parents came home.

Once they were there it seemed to hit us how wrong it was and what kind of a mess it could cause. We didn't talk about it, but we both knew to back off. Nothing happened for a couple of weeks, then one night he slipped into my bed, then slipped into me.

I returned the favor the following week, waking him up by sucking on his amazing cock. My brother's cock, the one I'd had inside me more times that I could count at that point.

I know on this site there's a lot of stories where brothers and sisters ran away and lived as lovers, a taboo happy ever after. It wasn't like that for us. At no point did either of us feel we loved each other as more than siblings.

It was pure lust fueled by the fact we were both hot, sexy, good in bed, and the added thrill of it being so deliciously wrong. After a few months of being siblings with benefits, Jeff met Jill who was hired as the new receptionist at work.

Within a year they were engaged, married a year later, and I'm now the proud aunt of a beautiful niece. As for me? Love hasn't found me yet. I've had some relationships, but none of them was "the one"

Its okay, I enjoy life, having fun, and I'm not in a hurry to settle down. But sometimes I lay there at night, alone, horny, and know that no matter who I meet down the line, the best sex I ever had, or will have. was with my brother.

I asked him once if he felt the same way, and he told me he couldn't answer that, but with a smile, added it was still the best three minutes of his life.

Author's Note: A lot of my stories tend to be longer and more along the lines of a slow burn, but sometimes I feel the need to just cut lose and do something quick, dirty, and a lot of fun. The Confessions angle allows for just this kind of story. As always, thank you for reading and supporting me over the years. LC68