Big brother

Sara was really looking forward to seeing her older brother Steve. She hadn’t seen him in almost two years, and she really missed him. Even though he was nine years older than her 18, they were always close as she grew up before he left home, never to return from college, met and married Veronica and began his own life. Life at home with her parents had become more difficult for her in the past year because she felt more mature than they were willing to admit. She had taken the car they had bought for her, which she wasn’t supposed to drive without a mature driver with a license, but she was pretty sure they wouldn’t call the police and as long as she was driving carefully she wouldn’t get in trouble. She knew the note she left behind would piss them off, but hopefully they would understand and the summer break would be good for them all.

Slowly she drove around looking for the signs that would take her to the closed community where she knew that Steve and Veronica lived. Eventually she made a turn and there was the sign, Carefree, a mature community. She went to the guardhouse and smiled at the man who greeted her.

“Hello, I’m Sara Hempstead,” she said. “I’m looking for my brother’s house, Steve Hempstead,” she explained.

“Hello, Sara,” said the guard, smiling at her. I’ll call them and tell them you’re here.

“Oh, I’d rather surprise him,” she said, knowing she hadn’t even told him she was coming. She didn’t want her parents interfering with her plans. “If you could just tell me how to get there,” she suggested, smiling at him again.

“Well, I think so,” the guard agreed, charmed by the beautiful teenager. “It’s just down two streets, then left and it’ll be the third house on the right,” he explained. You can’t miss it. It’s number 114."

“Oh, thank you,” Sara said, excited to see Steve again.

“Have fun,” said the guard, waving as she drove through as the gate slipped.

Sara easily negotiated the streets until she parked her car for 114. It had been a long drive, almost 11 hours and she was a bit tired from the ride. When she got out of the car, she stretched out, making her six foot seven even more when she reached to heaven, her long red hair almost up to her waist. Deep breaths she went to the door and rang the bell. When the door opened and Steve saw her standing there, his mouth fell open and he grabbed her in a big hug."

“Sara!” he cried out. What are you doing here?

“I couldn’t take it at home anymore and I thought I’d come visit,” she said, relieved at his greeting.

“What did Mom and Dad say?” he asked with an arm around her shoulders and led her into the house.

“I don’t know,” she said. “I just left a note, I didn’t really tell them where I was going.”

“Shit, they’ll be worried,” said Steve. “Let me just call them and tell them you’re here, and I’m sure they’ll be fine.”

“I don’t want to go back,” said Sara. They’ve been awful lately.

“Don’t worry,” said Steve. “I can’t believe how good it is to see you. You’ve really grown up, haven’t you? You’re not a little girl anymore.”

“You think so?” Sara asked, radiantly, knowing that the last time she had seen him her breasts were just beginning to grow and that now she had big full breasts, just like their mother.

“Yes,” said Steve, looking at her. “You really are a beautiful young lady now.”

“Oh, Steve, thank you,” Sara said, hug him. “I missed you so much.”

“Hey, it’s all right,” Steve said she was shaking in his arms. Everything’s fine.

Sara sat on the couch while Steve called their parents. She could see they were angry, but Steve seemed to fix everything, and by the time he put up the phone, he laughed.

“Well, they were pretty worried, especially since you’re underage to take the car alone,” he explained. “But I think they understand and they said it would be good if you were with us for a while.”

“Oh, Steve, thank you,” Sara said, her concerns about everything disappear into nothing.

“Let’s get your stuff out of the car,” suggested Steve. “We have a guest room you can use as long as you’re here.”

They went out and took Sara’s pair of bags, and caught up enthusiastically on what they had done since they last saw each other. They kept talking Sara unpacked what she had brought and put it in drawers."

“Steve, is anyone here?” Sara heard Veronica asking for her voice.

“Yes, it’s Sara,” Steve replied when Sara was finished storing her last stuff.

“Sara?” heard when she turned around, just then Veronica walked into the room with a short silk robe around her, but not before Sara saw that she was completely naked underneath. “What are you doing here, Sara?” She asked, laughing at her.

As Steve explained, Sara wasn’t trying to stare at her. She had not remembered that she was so beautiful, with thick black hair and olive skin, her eyes big and a wide, generous smile on her face. That plus the fact that the robe she was wearing was short. It barely covered her up.

“I hope you like it here,” said Veronica, putting her arms around Steve and kissing him.

“Oh, I’m sure I will,” said Sara, trying to hide her shock as the cloak drove halfway through Veronica’s naked ass.

“I bet you want to take a shower and relax after your ride,” said Veronica, to smile at her.

“Yes, I think so,” Sara agreed.

“Well, the bathroom’s the next door on the left,” she said, “so why don’t you do that and then we’ll decide what to do.”

“Great,” said Sara, for her feet.

She collected some things she needed and went to the bathroom, slowly undressing when she thought about how Veronica didn’t seem to realize or worry that her ass had shown up after she kissed Steve. Then she realized she hadn’t taken her favorite conditioner that she had taken, so she grabbed a towel and went back to her room to get it. When she came out of her room, she couldn’t help looking into Steve and Veronica’s room, which was across the hall, because the door was wide open. What she did see made her mouth fall open and almost gassed out loud. Steve kneeled before the bed, burying his face between Veronica’s thighs lying on the bed with her feet on it and her knees wide. She knew Steve had to eat Veronica’s pussy and she could To hear Veronica cry and encourage as he gave birth to her.

When they came back to the shower before they saw her, Sara was surprised that she was excited and shocked by what she had just seen. It shouldn’t shock her, she told herself. After all, they’ve been married for two years. It was just that the door was open and good, she was just shocked. But she noticed in the mirror that her nipples were hardened to large knots at the ends of her large breasts. She brought her hands up to convert them and felt a sensational course through her body as her fingers closed on her nipples, squeeze them and gently pull on them.

She was always amazed how her body could feel when she stimulated herself in ways her mother would not approve. Just thinking about how it must feel to have someone do to her what she’d seen Steve do to Veronica made her chills. It must be great, she thought when she got in the shower.

It felt good to wash away the long day when she was under the water. Eventually she forced herself to step out, carefully dry her long hair and then stand in front of the mirror as she brushed it out. She saw her hair as her best trait, not realizing that other people have different ideas. She noticed that her nipples had calmed down, but as soon as she realized this and remembered the reason for their excitement, they began to harden. She watched as they piled up, fucked herself in knots as she slowly kept brushing her hair.

She finished cleaning and packed a towel around her, collected her things and went back to her room. She looked into Steve and Veronica’s room, but didn’t see them there. She went into her room, pushed the door close behind her. Dropping her towel to the ground, she started rubbing moisturizing cream all over her body, remembering how important it was to keep her skin soft. She was bent over doing her lower leg and foot then suddenly opened her door and Veronica came in.

She blushed furiously, turned Sara around and stood up, not sure whether to grab her towel to cover herself or not. When she saw her blush, Veronica smiled.

“I’m sorry, I think I should have knocked,” she said. “I’m just not used to it anymore.”

“That’s okay,” said Sara, not to show how shocked she was.

“I just wanted to see if you needed anything,” Veronica explained.

“No, I don’t think so,” replied Sara. I’m almost done.

“You’re beautiful,” Veronica remarked, smiling at her. “I love your hair.”

“Thank you,” Sara blushed, felt her nipples become hard again in her shame.

“Well, when you’re done, come in the kitchen with us,” she said, turning to leave the room, not trouble with the door.

When she was gone, Sara pushed the door shut, still grumpy on Veronica who caught her. She noticed that the door couldn’t lock, so she shrugged her shoulders and hydrated them, pulled them on shorts and a sweat shirt, and now she didn’t want to suffer from a bra. Quickly braid her hair, she left the room and went down the hall to the kitchen. When she entered the kitchen, Veronica stood with her back towards her, leaning on a central butcher block as a counter when she talked to Steve. She was still wearing her robe and it was all over her ass, completely exposed. Sara was surprised again, because this time she could easily see Veronica’s pussy lips pouting between her legs. Her face turned red when she thought her brother had his face there not so long ago.

“There you are,” said Steve when he saw her. How was the shower?

“Great,” replied Sara. “I think I really needed it.”

“Do you have any specific plans while you’re here?” Steve asked. “Or don’t you know?”

“Not really me,” said Sara. “I just wanted some space and I missed you, so I came here. Shall I stand in the way?”

“Of course not,” said Steve, laugh. “I was just wondering.”

“I will probably lie in the sun and read a lot,” said Sara. “And whatever happens, I guess.”

“That sounds great,” said Veronica. “No plans, take it as it comes.”

“Something like that, I think,” Sara agreed.

“We’re invited to a neighbor tonight,” Steve said. “Do you want me to call to see if it’s okay to take you?”

“No, that’s good,” said Sara. I’ll stay here. I don’t mind, honestly."

“All right,” said Steve, smiling at her. “There will be other moments when you can join us, I think.”

“Of course,” Sara agreed. “You’re just doing what you wanted to do. I’ll be fine.”

They were all talking, catching up on their lives. Sara saw how naked Veronica was when she shook her legs. A few times, Sara even thought she could see her pussy while her knees broke up. Finally, Steve announced that they had to dress to leave and he told Sara just to help herself to what she wanted or needed, that the fridge was full and that she shouldn’t be shy.

When they came out of their room a few minutes later, Sara saw Veronica wearing a nice sundress, very short, more than halfway to her knees, and with spaghetti straps. Sara had not realized how big her breasts were, but with the low cut of the dress she saw that she had a very beautiful body. Steve just wore a pair of Bermuda shorts and a short-sleeved shirt. They both wore sandals.

“Goodbye,” said Steve, hugging Sara. “We’ll probably be late, so don’t wait for us,” he said, laugh, “mom.”

“Don’t you dare!” Sara laughed, hit him. “And you better be in good and early or you’re not going out for a month.”

Veronica smiled at her when she left and Sara went to the kitchen to find something to eat. She ate and watched TV for a while. Then she felt tired and decided to go to bed. When she came to her room, she looked into Steve and Veronica’s room, whose door was open. When she went in, she looked around and looked at it. She saw a magazine sticking out under the cover of the bed, and she didn’t think anything of it, pulled it out to see what it was. To her great surprise it was a magazine called Swingers.

Sara sat on the edge of the bed and freaked out about the magazine. She was shocked to realize what it was, given the photos of people involved in sexual acts, and then she started reading the magazine. She was shocked when she read stories about people swinging, how they found other couples and then the things that happened between them, realizing that Steve and Veronica should be in it. She felt excited and recognized that feeling when she tried to Introducing Steve and Veronica having sex with other people.

Then she put the magazine down, and felt a little guilty, began to open the drawers of their dressers, just inside them to see if there were any more magazines or anything. When she opened the drawer on the night table that looked like Steve’s side of the bed, Sara hit paid dirt, drawing a photo album. Sitting and open, her mouth fell. Every page was the same. First a picture of Steve and Veronica with another couple, then the same picture, but this time everyone was naked. Then there were usually three or four more pictures, each showing Steve or Veronica having sex with one of the other people. And there were pages and pages of, 24 in total, she counted.

Slowly Sara studied every page, shocked and proud in a way as she saw how big her brother’s dick was. Veronica surprised her, too. She had a really great body, and she loved to use it. There were pictures of her with dicks in her mouth, pussy and ass. Sometimes all at once. There were even several photos of Veronica with other women, whom Sara found most exciting when she studied these photos of forbidden sex. She noticed Veronica didn’t even have a hair on her pussy. It was all bald. When she looked through the album she noticed that most women were like this, which made her realize it was because they shaved. She was wondering how it would feel to not have the auburn curls that framed her secret place, as she thought.

Worried that they would come back and catch her, Sara replaced the album and put the magazine back as she thought she had found it, then went to her room and undressed for bed. She was very excited and felt how hard her nipples were when she pulled the sweat shirt over her head. She knew if she checked She would find that she also wet between her legs, which she confirmed when she was in the bed slip, steal her hand between her thighs to separate her pussy lips and dive in. While playing with herself, she wondered what it would be like to have men like Veronica, how it would feel. And she fell so asleep, her hand between her legs and a smile on her face.

She woke up a few hours later when she heard some noise. When she slipped out of bed, she put her ear to the door and listened.

“Oh, Steve,” she heard Veronica say, “that was so much fun.”

“Yes, it was good,” he agreed.

“Fuck me again before we go to sleep,” heard Sara Veronica beg him.

“Haven’t you had enough?” Steve asked, laugh.

Have I ever done that? Veronica answered. “Come on, put that big dick in my pussy again, and I’ll leave you alone until tomorrow. I promise.”

“Come on, you,” said Steve, and Sara heard them go to their room.

She didn’t hear the door close and knew that if she opened her door she could look into their room and watch them. She listened and heard nothing. She held her breath and carefully opened the door, hoping it wouldn’t squeak, Sara opened the door just enough to see the hallway in Steve and Veronica’s room. The lights were on and she could see that Steve was standing at the foot of the bed and Veronica was on her hands and knees. She couldn’t figure out details but she knew about seeing the pictures in their album exactly what was happening.

Shut the door, Sara slipped back into her bed, lying there. Steve fucking Veronica while she kneeled on the bed. When her hand slipped between her legs again, she wondered if she had been with one of the people she had seen in the album, wondering what it would have been like to be there. Her fingers were busy between her legs, and soon she had that wonderful feeling that would wash over her when she played with herself and then she drove back to sleep, a smile on her face.

The next morning Sara woke up and felt much better for the rest. She didn’t realize how tired all the driving had made her. Then she remembered what she discovered the night before in Steve’s drawer. She didn’t know what to do when she got out of bed, pulled on her oversized sweatshirt and a sports short. She opened her door and saw they were still asleep, so she quietly went to the kitchen and found what she needed to make coffee. After the coffee had made Sara sat with a cup, reading a magazine she found on the table. Not like the ones in their room. She wasn’t aware of anyone in the room until she heard Veronica’s voice behind her.

“Oh, I thought I smelled coffee,” she said. “How nice.”

Sara turned around hearing Veronica and almost dropped her cup, because she was naked as a jaybird. She saw that Veronica’s breasts were as perfect as they had looked at the photos, big, upright, big dark nipples at the ends. The crevice of her pussy was easy to see without covering the hair, and Sara saw that she had a beautiful and graceful back when she walked there and got a cup of coffee. On a stool opposite Sara, Veronica smiled at her.

“Did you sleep well?” she asked, a sip of coffee.

“Yes, fine,” said Sara, trying not to be ashamed. “Did you have fun last night?”

“Oh yes,” said Veronica, smiling. “It was a very nice evening. I hope we didn’t wake you. It was pretty late.”

“I heard nothing,” replied Sara, shaking her head.

“There you are,” Sara heard Steve say he came into the kitchen in shorts. “And coffee is also ready,” he said, pour himself a cup.

“How did you sleep, Sara?” He asked while he took a sip.

“Oh, fine,” said Sara, smiling at him. She really missed him. He would have been such a good brother and friend to her.

You want your robe or something? Steve asked Veronica.

“Oh, I didn’t even think about it,” Veronica said, looking at herself. “I hardly ever wear clothes in the house,” she explained to Sara, “except when people come. I’m going to get something.”

“No, you don’t have to do that for me,” said Sara, trying to sound mature. “I’ve seen other girls in the dressing room in high school.”

“If you’re sure you don’t mind,” said Veronica. “Because I don’t care. I just didn’t think.”

“No, don’t be silly,” said Sara. “This is your home.”

“I see you remember and put on your pants,” Veronica said, smiling at Steve. “Such a good brother.”

“Well, of course,” said Steve, drinking his coffee, his eyes smiling about the cup at Sara’s. “I don’t think Sara would appreciate it if I walked around naked, would you?”