Not quite what Drew expected

The question reveberated in Tanya's mind. "If it's not a game, what it's then?" Tanya had no answer to that. Possibilites over possibilities popped onto her tongue just to vanish again as soon as she wanted to voice them. Orders and counter-orders challenged her thinking. What was it, that made her do all these things? Was it truth? Was it a fantasy? A nightmare come true? Or a sidestep into another reality. Visions came and went again. Her head swam. Faster and faster and faster...

"Tanya, hello, is anybody there?" Drew snapped his fingers in front of Tanya face.

All of sudden, the image of the crone showed up in Tanya's memories. Her words repeated and all became clear.

"It's a curse!" Tannya sputtered out. "A damned fucking curse!"

"A curse?" Drew looked at his sister as if she was really loosing sanity.

"Yes, you fucking imbecile!" Tanya snapped, and handed her younger brother a slap in the face for ages to be felt. "That's for making me swallow your semen, shithead!" she yelled. Before Drew could recover, Tanya blabbed on. "There was this old woman. Some gypsy slut or something. She threw these words at me when I refused to give her coins. Fucking, old bitch! She cursed me. I'll get her arrested for that! And then I'll get all those assholes at school penalized for making me lick their cocks during sex-ed class. And then..."

Suddenly Tanya stopped in her ragings.

Drew arched an eyebrow. "Yes?"

"Actually, now that I think of it, might be that I won't look for payback."

"Huh?"

"You know, Drew, actually, you're not that bad a fucker. And Dad either. I mean, once your reputation has gone down the sewers there's no way to get it back. Ain't I right?"

"Dunno." Drew raised his shoulders. "But might be you're right, sis."

"See? So, instead of trying to do a Sysiphos' work, I'll make my best of this situation. Isn't it some kind of freedom when anybody thinks you a wanton slut? I can fuck anybody I like. Pick any good-looking hunk I consider to give me a great fuck. Doesn't that sound like a fantastic prospect?"

"Sure it does, sis. Sure it does." Drew couldn't help but smile as broadly as a horse barn. Additionally his cock began to stir again. His sister not only smelled of sex... she seemed determind to live it out from this day on. "Well, why don't you settle such an important decision with a fitting measure?"

Tanya looked at her brother and smirked. "Wow. Never thought you'd be ready to rock again that quickly."

"Some hidden treasures are more than they seem to be."

"Well, in that case drop your pants and show me, how skilled you are at using your cock on a wet pussy."

• One month later -

  Tanya came home, a heavy smile on her face.

  "How's school been, sis?" Drew sat on the couch. The moment Tanya entered the living-room, her brother began to unzip his pants.

  "Quite a day, bro'" Tanya smirked and pulled her tight tank top over her full tits.

  "How many?"

  "Four."

  "That few?" Drew sounded disappointed.

  "Well, we had a written exam at history. It took two classes."

  "Oh." By now Drew had his cock out of his shorts and started to stroke it. "But I take it you did well."

  "Somewhat." Tanya dropped the short skirt she had been wearing all day. Beneath she didn't wear anything else. Her shaved pussy glistened from her juices. Her pussy lips were red and swollen from continuous agitation. "In fact, I hadn't learned much for the test. But then again..." Tanya smiled mischivously, "Mr. Parker likes to bend me over his desk and plow my pussy."

  "Ah. I understand." Drew cock rose even further, as he imagined his raunchy sis' slut bent over and fucked from behind. "And the others?"

  "Danny Turner and Jamal Davenport. Two of the wide receivers of the football team. Might be they'll drop one pass or another during practice this afternoon." Tanya snickered. Her fingers were already busy massaging her stiff nipples.

  "And the last one?"

  "Melissa Carpenter."

  "Melly?" Now Drew was really taken by surprise. "Never thought that one would be into lesbo sex." Melissa Carpenter was a coffee tanned beauty with a reputation to be as cold as stone.

  "Well, she didn' think either, I bet." Tanya snickered again. "But I can be very persuasive when I want to taste pussy."

  "I bet you are." Drew's strokes had become somewhat speedier during Tanya's fuck report. His cock was ready and throbbing.

  "But let's get to the real things now. I'm in need of something stiff and warm between my legs." Tanya went over to the couch and sank to her knees between her bro's legs. "How much time do we have?"

  "Mother will come back in about one hour. Enough time, you see. Oh, and Daddy has already asked for your services tonight."

  "Bastard." Tanya looked at Drew. "Not that I mind his cock. But if he'd just use his prick on mom for a change. That might lighten up their relationship."

  Drew raised his shoulders. "Can't help it." Smiling he buried his hands in Tanya's beautiful mane. "And now stop talking and lick my cock, you dirty, little 'ho!"

  "As you command, bro'" Tanya replied and put his cock between her lush lips... where it had been that may tims during the last weeks.