Billy tried to cover the bulge with his hands as he again made to move around her. “Jesus, Jenny, gimme a break! Haven’t you ever heard of morning wood?”
As Billy slammed the bathroom door, Jenny called out, “Yeah just make sure to take care of that thing before my party! I don’t need you walking around the pool with a hard-on all day, gawking at my friends!”
Jenny made for her bedroom door, then turned back again. “And don’t cum in the shower, you gross fucking pig! I gotta use that thing too ya know!”***
Jenny sat on the edge of her bed, her mind and body a whirlwind of emotions.
Something was UP between Billy and her mom, she just knew it. What she didn’t know was exactly WHAT. It wasn’t just Mom’s covert visits to his room, either late at night or early morning, but the way they’d been looking at each other across the room or the kitchen table when they thought she wasn’t looking.
Mom was also wearing sexier outfits around the house lately… tight tops with plenty of cleavage, short shorts with her ass hanging out…. and meanwhile Billy was a walking hard-on.
And what a hard-on it was, apparently. Jenny sighed in frustrated confusion. She’d turned 18 two months ago, (they had waited to combine her birthday with her graduation party,) and would be off to college herself in the fall.
She had really been hoping to lose her virginity and get some experience under her belt before then. Yet despite being pretty, and very popular, the guys at her school tended to avoid her.
Jenny could only imagine one reason: they were afraid of her Big Brother coming home from college and kicking their asses. After all, it couldn’t possibly be her personality, right? She couldn’t help it if she was the only charming and intelligent person in a school, hell an entire town, full of pathetic miscreants.
Throwing herself back on the bed, her hand found its way between her legs, attempting to soothe the dull ache she found there. There was only one solution of course, and Jenny threw off her pajama shorts a
with a sigh of both arousal and frustration.
She wanted more than just her fingers, or the handle of the hairbrush she quickly grabbed off her nightstand. She wanted cock. She wanted to get laid. Or at least get SOME experience before she went off to college.
Jenny’s fingers became sticky as she explored the flushed folds of her virgin pussy. Despite her best efforts to conjure up the mental image of some Handsome Dream Hunk making her his, her mind instead kept returning to that image of her brother Billy, standing there in nothing but a towel that struggled to conceal his erection.
And what an erection it was. Even hidden beneath the towel, Jenny had clearly seen the outline of it; the long, thick shaft, the round, bulbous head.
In her mind’s eye, Billy drops the towel, revealing himself fully to her. “Do you like what you see, Sis?”
Jenny drops to her knees before him, eyes wide, her mouth salivating as she comes face to face with it. Her hand shakes as she reaches out, grips it, her fingers barely closing around its girth.