You Wreck Me: Part 4

Chapter 10

When he was done, he laid on the blanket next to her. He had an arm loosely around her back, and their heads were side by side. He said, "I sound like a broken record, I'm sure, but that was awesome! Unfortunately, I think I'm probably done for the day. I mean ... four times in two hours! That's a lot for any guy, I'm sure. Thank God I'm in my sexual prime."

Katherine was lying face up with her head pointed to the sky, so she couldn't see his face. "I forgot to ask earlier: how many times did you cum today, before this?"

"Once. With Mom."

She felt a surge of jealousy, but also a surge of arousal. "Oooh! That must have been interesting! Tell me all about it."

He felt very awkward about sharing what had happened with his mother with his sister. It hadn't been easy for him to mention as much as he already had, so he tried to change the subject, especially since he had some things he'd been meaning to talk about. He sat up.

She sat up too. That allowed eye contact again.

He said, "Instead of that, I've got some things on my mind I really need to say."

She felt a tinge of worry, but said, "Please do."

"I've been thinking ... When we fucked for the first time two days ago, we didn't put much thought into it. At least speaking for myself, I was so hot about fucking you that I was like, 'Yeah! Let's do it!' without really thinking it through at all."

She looked like she wanted to say something, but held her tongue and just nodded.

He continued, "Since then, I must admit, I STILL haven't really thought things through. I mean, I've gone from never having sex before to having so many sexually exciting things happening to me that it's like my life is a wild roller coaster. Not just with you, but Mom! And Aunt Suzy! And on and on! So I think it's a good time for us to talk about it. We can't really do it at home, due to the danger of someone like Mom listening in. So this is the perfect time."

She said a bit testily, "So talk. I don't see what we really have to discuss though. Unlike you, I've been thinking about this a long time. You should see my diary - not that I'll let you!" She stuck a playful tongue out at him. "But seriously, I've wanted you a long time. I'm not exactly thrilled about your other lovers, but it is what it is. I promise not to get in the way. So what's there to talk about?"

He exhaled as he pondered what to say. "That's good that you're like that, but this is all brand new to me. Even the IDEA of having sex with you is, like, WHOA! So please be patient if I'm still playing catch up for a while. I'm just wondering what this means for the future. Earlier, you said, 'You're the only man who'll ever have me, and that's a promise for life!' That concerns me."

She scowled at him. "Concerns you?! Why wouldn't you be totally psyched about that?!"

"Well ... we ARE brother and sister. You can't really mean that, can you? Obviously, we can't go out as girlfriend and boyfriend. So what's going to happen when you get a serious boyfriend?"

She slapped her forehead in exasperation. Then she let out a loud frustrated sigh. "You don't get it, do you?"

"I guess not."

"There will be no serious boyfriend, or a boyfriend of any kind! I belong to YOU now! Period! Forever! Or at least as long as you'll have me. I'm your fuck toy! Don't you understand?!"

"I guess I don't. I've been thinking about that too, and that kind of concerns me as well. I know earlier that you said that's just sexy talk, but you seem to take it pretty seriously, and it's kind of ****. For instance, I remember at Kim's house you said, 'Fuck toys don't complain, they don't make demands, they just get fucked.' That sounds super submissive."

She sighed again. "It IS super submissive. I AM submissive, okay? You should thank your lucky stars, because I want to submit myself to you!" She sat up stiffly, raised her arms, and arched her back slightly to highlight her impressive tits. "This body belongs to you now! You can do what you want to me, whenever you want! Sneak into my room at three in the morning for a nice long blowjob. PLEASE! I'll give it to you, and gladly, because that's what fuck toys do."

He frowned. "You see? Of course that arouses me, but it also concerns me. I don't want you to be my **** or something ridiculous like that. I love your spirit, your zest for life. I don't want you to mindlessly say 'Yes, sir. No, sir.' I want the same Kat that I've always known and loved."

"I AM that same Kat, you big doof! I'm not gonna change that much. Like I was saying earlier, I'm your fuck toy now, but I'm an uppity fuck toy. I'll still be spunky even as I guzzle down your spunk!" She'd wiped her face clean of the facial he'd splattered on her earlier, but she'd deliberately left a few stray streaks of cum. Now, she swiped up a cum gob and ostentatiously sucked it into her mouth.

He shook his head in wonder. "How is it I'm both aroused and kind of concerned at the same time?"

She said, "Humor me on this whole fuck toy thing, okay? It means a lot to me."

"But are you serious about it or not?!"

"I guess I'm half serious. It's kind of a fun role to play, and it's been my big fantasy to be your fuck toy for a long time now. I get so into it that you might not be entirely pleased. But so what? Let's just enjoy it as sex talk and sexy fun. I am sexually submissive and I get off on getting you off, so we should both enjoy that to the max!"

He nodded, but asked, "Is that why you spent a lot of time orally pleasuring my dick and you wouldn't let me go down on you?"

She said, "Kinda. I do love sucking you off! I totally don't get women who aren't into that. And I'm not opposed to you doing me. But my pussy could only handle so much, and I wanted to be fucked a whole lot more."

He was secretly relieved. He wanted to be a good sport and reciprocate, but it seemed "icky" to him.

She brought her hands down to her crotch and spread her pussy lips open. That caused a copious amount of his cum to flow out. "Look what you did to me! You really did wreck me. I'm gonna be red and sore down there for days, but in a hurts-so-good kind of way. It'll be so cool at school, having that 'split in two by my brother' feeling all day long. It'll make math class fly by, that's for sure!" She giggled.

He ran a hand through his hair as he considered what to say. "Sis ... I love your enthusiasm. And I'm willing to go along with the 'fuck toy' concept for a while. I've gotta admit that it arouses me."

"Yeay!" She punched a fist in the air.

He grinned at that. "But! There's a but."

"Actually, two butts." She shifted in place, briefly twisting her hips and flashing her bare ass at him. "I'll show you mine and you show me yours."

He chuckled and rolled his eyes. "As I was saying, there's a but. Which is, let's keep this fuck toy stuff to a fun sex talk kind of thing. If you start taking it too seriously, that's going to concern me in a big way. For instance, you made a passing reference earlier to being 'enslaved' to my dick or something like that. That's what I'd call going too far."

She nodded. "Yes, Master." Then she stuck her tongue out at him.

He laughed. "Okay, I don't mind a joke like that every once in a while. But seriously, let's take this one day at a time, and see how things go. When you say things like you promise to be mine and mine alone forever, how can you possibly mean that?! We're both in high school. So much can happen. A year from now, I'll be off in college and you'll still be here. Can you really say now that you'd go without sex for the whole time I'm out of town?"

She stared intently into his eyes. "Yes, I can. And that's even though I know you'll be fucking your way through the college girls left and right. This is who I am. This is what I want. I know you don't believe that yet, but that's okay. I'll prove it to you in time. You'll see!"

He shook his head. "But Sis! You're a very beautiful girl. How could you go your whole high school time without a boyfriend? People will talk. And I can tell you right now I won't be able to go without a girlfriend. I've gotten entangled with a bunch of incredible women, and I'm kind of hooked on it."

She replied hotly, "I know that. Believe me, I'm well aware. And I'm okay with that, like I said. It makes sense that you'll have an official girlfriend before long, and I'm okay with that too, even though I'll probably crawl the walls with jealousy. I have just one demand."

"What's that?"

"Whoever that lucky girl is, she has to know about you and me, and be okay with that. May I point out that Kim and Aims already do know about us and they're okay with it, so you have two good candidates already."

He considered that, and nodded. "That's fair."

"DAMN!" she suddenly exclaimed.

"What?"

"All this talk about having to share you with others, it makes me BURN with jealousy like you wouldn't believe! I mean, I'm burning like my heart was set on fire! But at the same time, it makes me totally horny, and I don't know why! It's like, it's like proof that my brother is a total stud and the hottest guy in town! I need you in me, right now!"

He looked down at his flaccid penis. "Unfortunately, as you can see-" He stopped in mid-sentence, because he found himself looking at the top of his sister's head instead.

She took his flaccid penis in her hand and mouth and did everything she could to get him hard. But it quickly became clear that he really was tapped out.

He acted fast, and repositioned so he was lying on top of her. Then he French kissed her extensively while fingering her needy cunt. Sure enough, after a couple of minutes, that combination gave her a nice orgasm.

When she recovered, she gave him a loving smile. "Thanks. I really needed that."

He chuckled. "You're weird. Why do you get that hot from having to share me?"

She shrugged. Then she raised an enigmatic eyebrow. "It's the mysterious way of the fuck toy. I don't expect you to understand."

He gave her a disapproving look. "Okay, that's enough fuck toy talk for today. You've reached your quota."

"Damn!" She giggled.

After that, the two of them were completely sexually satiated. But they realized that they still had time to burn, so they put their clothes back on and packed their things. But instead of heading to the car, they hiked further down the path they'd come on for half an hour before they turned around to head home. They held hands the whole time and talked about anything and everything. Both of them felt a closer bond to the other than ever before.

They talked more on the way home, and Katherine managed to squeeze out of him a brief account of what he and Susan had done earlier in the day. She was genuinely happy about it, because she figured that the more sexually liberated Susan became, the more sexual freedom she would be able to enjoy at home as well.

When they got home, there was still plenty of time before dinner. Susan asked them about their shopping trip, and they got creative in explaining how they'd spent the whole time at the mall. But she was so trusting that she didn't even suspect they'd done anything else.

After taking a shower, Alan went to his room and read bits and pieces of his three new sex advice books. He didn't have time to read that much, but he learned some new things.

Chapter 11

While Alan was resting in his room, he took some time to contemplate his new sexual relationship with Glory.

Man! I still can't get over what's happening to me. I get that there's a kind of a cascade effect. I'm sure that nothing would have EVER happened with Ms. Rhymer, er, I mean Glory, if it weren't for my sexual success here at home. I used to be too shy and passive. I was the classic "nice guy" that girls want as a friend but not a lover. But then I changed, and I'm sure Glory noticed. I can't see myself like others see me, but I'm sure I must radiate a kind of sexual confidence and even a swagger.

Plus, I've learned that fortune favors the brave. That should be my new motto. I wasn't passive with her. For instance, the way I deliberately misunderstood her offer to let me masturbate in her classroom by unzipping my fly and boldly grasping my boner in plain sight. The old me would have never, ever, ever thought of doing that! In fact, it's possible that I could have even MORE sexual success if I was bolder still. Not that I need it. He chuckled to himself. Life is perfect!

But the question is, what is the nature of my relationship with my foxy teacher now? Where are we headed?! Obviously, she can't be my girlfriend in any way, shape or form. We can't dare to be seen together in public anywhere, because there's no telling who might see. We're probably going to be limited to secret trysts in her classroom for a good while to come. And I gotta say that works out pretty damn well for me. If I did see her outside of class, I'd soon run into problems with having my other lovers.

But what about the long term?! Is this just a flash in the pan thing between us?! I sure as hell hope not! God knows that I lust for her, big time! But my feelings run much deeper than that. She has a special place in my heart. I hope she feels the same, and I kind of think that she does. She wouldn't be taking such a big risk with me if it was just going to be for a week or a month. Due to the taboo and the danger, just getting together at all is a major commitment for both of us!

So ... if we do get really serious, then what?! She knows I have other lovers, thank God, but will she be able to accept that? Somehow, I seriously doubt it. It's different with my lovely ladies here at home because they all know of each other already. But Glory, it's like she's on her own island. It's best if I'm honest that I do have other lovers, but without mentioning any details whatsoever. Probably the best I can hope for is that she just accepts that state of affairs eventually.

And how awesome is that?! Not only am I getting it on with the sexiest teacher in school, but she's just ONE of my lovers! I'm so blessed, man. I don't know what I did to deserve this, but dang! I still don't believe in God, but someone sure seems to be smiling down on me!

Around the time Alan was contemplating his relationship with Glory, she was contemplating her relationship with him. But she was going about it a different way, and putting more thought into it.

Glory had had a difficult day, due to her worries about her new intimacy with Alan. She'd told him that she was going to break up with Garth right away, but when Garth met her for lunch, she chickened out of doing so. She didn't have the heart to do it, because he was a genuinely nice guy and he hadn't done anything wrong. Also, she felt her relationship with Alan was still too new and unstable. Would they even last a week?

So, that evening, instead of going on a date with Garth as they usually did on Saturday nights, she blew him off and stayed in her apartment alone. She ended up masturbating to thoughts of sex with Alan for quite a while, and it felt great. But once it was over and she came down from her orgasmic high, her doubts came roaring back, and with renewed ****.

She went to her computer and sat down to write a letter to herself, in order to sort out her thoughts in organized fashion. She wore her clothes loosely to maintain the naughty and sexy feeling she'd had when she'd been masturbating. She wrote:

Things are so fucked up that I don't know where to begin. I wish I had someone I could talk to about what's happened between Alan and me, but who could I tell?! I can't tell a soul, because the danger is too great. Even if I just tell one friend, she's probably going to think that it's okay to just tell one friend, and so on, until word gets around. Then my ass will get fired! I can't even talk about it with Alan, because I need someone with an objective, outsider's point of view. So, even though I'm not the diary-writing type, I feel I have **** but to write this. Maybe I'll gain some new clarity or resolve.

I've been a wreck all day. I can't stop thinking about Alan! Damn, he makes me so hot! It's like I'm going to need to start wearing a diaper, because my pussy is leaking constantly! All that really happened was that I gave him a blowjob, and yet I don't know if I've ever been this sexually excited! It's like there's some kind of special spark between us. Even his kisses excite and thrill me more than any other kiss I can remember. Maybe there's some kind of special chemistry between us? I hear there's been some research on that. I remember reading somewhere that kissing is nature's way of testing to see if there's a complementary mix of genes to make excellent offspring. If there is, some kind of chemical or biological thing makes the kiss hot and intense.

Just my luck! I find the one guy who totally rocks my world, and he happens to be one of my students! UGH! What good does that do me, or him? I'm nine years older than him, for crying out loud! It seems like this is ill-fated, if not outright doomed, right from the start. What have I gotten myself into?!

Is there even the slightest chance that Alan could be "the one?" That's the big question. It's true that he's a very nice guy. Kind-hearted, and smart too. He's always smiling and friendly, and I've never seen him get angry or have a bad word to say about someone. We get along like a house on fire! We could talk and talk for hours. We have a lot in common, despite our age difference. I may be nine years older than him but it doesn't feel that way because he's uncommonly mature for his age.

And, crucially, he knows how to light my fire! We've only been intimate once, but I can just tell from that that it's like our bodies are meant for each other. It's just going to get better and better as we learn the ins and outs of each other's bodies. I can hardly wait! I love how he's so confident and aggressive, like the way he went straight to getting my clothes off after we'd only been kissing for a minute or two. He's going to be a raging fuck beast, I just know it!

So he's kind of like the anti-Garth. No, that's not true. He's got all the good qualities of Garth: kind, good-hearted, smart, fun to be with, and so on, plus he's got the sexual fire and aggressiveness that Garth lacks. What a winning combination!

But there are problems too, big problems. Obviously, the age difference, and the student-teacher taboo. But maybe even worse than both of this is that he's already taken, apparently several times over. The worst is that he's having sex with Suzanne Pestridge! How the hell am I supposed to compete with her?! I can't demand that he stop seeing her, because if I were in his shoes and had to choose between her and me, I'd choose her. I've known for a long time now that he loves her more than most kids love their mothers, AND she's drop-dead gorgeous, AND apparently she fucks as good as she looks! Why he even has a big crush on me with her as a next door neighbor is a mystery.

But, as bad as that is, apparently there are "others" too. I know about Kim, but "others" means plural. So he's got at least THREE other lovers, maybe more! I wouldn't be surprised if one of them is Amy. That would make sense for a lot of reasons, including proximity. She's gorgeous too! Chances are, he's not going to be willing to be monogamous with me, or anyone else. Why should he, if he's enjoying four or more lovers at once, including me? Besides, he can claim he needs multiple lovers due to his "medical treatment." If you ask me, everything about that smells like ripe bullshit, but I don't have any way to prove it.

Anyway, if you look at the nine-year age difference, the student-teacher problem, and the other-lovers problem, it's plain as day that we're doomed. What long-term future is there for us?! Am I just setting myself up for heartbreak down the line, the more I get to know him and maybe even fall in love with him? Probably. Hell, almost certainly.

But then again ... damn! He lights my fire! In fact, he turns it into a blazing inferno! Now that we've crossed this line that no teacher should ever cross, how can I turn back?! I want to explore this, and see where we go. Life is too short to play it safe. I want to have brain-melting, Earth-shattering sex for once in my life, and I feel like he's the one to give it to me. I don't know how or why, maybe it's just the danger of it all, but he makes me so WET!

I think my best bet is to let whatever happens with him happen, but be careful and guarded with my heart. I should treat it like we're friends that have turned into sex friends. That way, I won't get so hurt when the end inevitably comes. The fact that we're unable to meet except secretly in my class might prove to be a good thing, because we won't get much of a chance to get romantic. We can both ride the sexual thrill ride. What's wrong with that? Not every lover needs to be the possible next "Mr. Right." As the saying goes, sometimes a girl just needs "Mr. Right Now." It's hard to believe that my nerdy teacher's pet turns out to be that guy, but I think he is!

When she was done with her letter, she felt much better. She didn't print it out for fear that Garth might find it in her apartment, but it was saved on her computer, secured with a password if she ever felt like rereading it to reassure herself.

Chapter 12

Shortly after dinner on Saturday night, Amy came over. The whole Plummer family, even Ron, sat in the living room watching TV.

Amy sat in an easy chair right next to Alan. While the others were engaged in an interesting program, she leaned over his way and said quietly just to him, "Bo, I'm worried about a big test coming up on Monday. Not only that, but I think I have bad breath. Can you help me out? I think you know what I'd like." Then she opened her mouth really wide.

Alan thought back and recalled that he and Katherine had told Amy that putting Alan's penis in one's mouth boosted test scores, cured bad breath, and much more. Since he'd convinced her yesterday that she was allowed to touch penises, she appeared eager to try out their promised remedies.

She continued to sit there with her mouth gaping open and her eyes closed, as if she expected him to put his dick in her mouth right then and there. Even worse, she'd taken off the top she'd had on earlier, and now wore nothing but a very revealing, very low-cut dress. One hand clutched at her chest and the other seemed to seek out her pussy, but was at least temporarily stymied by the dress.

Alan looked around and noticed that Susan and Ron hadn't looked Amy's way yet. Even though technically she hadn't done anything wrong, to sit with one's mouth gaping wide and all but fondle one's self was bound to lead to questions if someone else noticed her.

Alan thought quickly. "Um, yeah, Aims. But can it wait a bit?" He snapped his fingers, which caused her to open her eyes. He waved his hand and tried to indicate he wanted her to close her mouth with hand gestures and mimed with his mouth what he wanted her to do.

But she just smiled playfully. She asked the others, "Mr. and Mrs. Plummer, aren't you going out soon?"

Ron replied without turning his head, "Yeah, we'll be leaving as soon as this show is over. That's so nice you kids are working on your homework together."

Alan scanned the room. He was grateful that the show was on, rather than a commercial, or certainly Ron would have been more inclined to look over at Amy while talking. He didn't understand; it was as if Amy somehow wanted to get caught. He noticed that Katherine smiled too while raising a curious and knowing eyebrow at him.

Amy answered, "Alan is great. I can't wait to taste-"

Alan interrupted, "Hold on! Let's go back to my room. I don't like this show, and I'll help you right now."

The three teenagers retired to Alan's room.

As soon as the door to his room closed, Alan berated Amy. "Never talk about anything having to do with body parts in front of Ron! Please! I thought you knew that!"

"Gosh. I'm sorry. I was just having a little fun. I was just so excited to get your penis treatment. Or treatments." She giggled.

He looked at her crossly. He also wondered just what she knew, and how she knew it. As far as he knew, nobody had told her about his six-times-a-day treatments. But then he thought some more and figured she was referring to the "treatment" of using his penis for a toothbrush, and the other silly things about the usefulness of penises that he'd told her.

She added more seriously, "I'm really sorry. It's just that it seems like everyone else is having so much fun, and I'm missing out."

He felt a lot of sympathy for that. I am kind of treating her like an afterthought. I'm also toying with her, too, and messing with her mind. It's not very nice, especially since she's been a great friend for so long. But it's just so hard to resist. When you've got a big-titted, sexy, sweet next-door neighbor, and you tell her to take her clothes off and put your dick in her mouth and she just says, "M'kay!" in response, who can say no to that?!

Katherine said to her brother, "Can I speak to you for a second, alone?"

So, as Amy waited outside his door, Katherine spoke in a quiet voice. "Given all the lies we've told her, Aims is going to want to suck you off every day now. But that's not fair! I'm not allowed to do anything with you at home, and she's gonna get all that? I have enough competition as it is. Can't you keep it cool with her for a while? You already promised me you would. Anyway, it would be prudent to wait with her at least until Father leaves, given the close call you just had in the living room. Not to mention what she did even in front of him last night!"

Alan agreed with a nod. He thought, My first priority is to Sis and keeping her happy. I've made commitments and promises I need to keep. I love Aims like a sister too, but I'll make it up to her later.

He brought Amy back in, then told her, "Aims, I may have gone a little overboard talking about the benefits you can get from playing with penises. I was just joshing around."

"Oh. I knew that!"

But she said that in a manner that left Alan convinced she was trying to cover up that she hadn't known it until he'd just said it. He sighed inwardly. Oh, Amy! If only you weren't such an airhead, you'd be the perfect girlfriend.

He said, "In any case, there's a lot of fun to be had with penises. Specifically, my dick. But that needs to wait until after Ron goes back overseas. Can you wait until then?"

"M'kay!"

Katherine then took Amy to the bathroom for another mutual pussy shaving. The two girls could be in there together, behind locked doors, easily enough - Susan and Ron would just think they were doing "girlish" beauty stuff. But it would be too dangerous for Alan to take part.

Alan left a short time afterwards to see a movie with his friends. When he came home, he masturbated to memories of what he'd done with Susan and Katherine earlier in the day.

It was a remarkably social day for him compared to recent days. He felt like he had to make some more effort in that direction. But at the same time, he'd managed to reach his six orgasm target. Plus, he'd had four great orgasms with his sister and one great one with his mother. It seemed odd to still have to masturbate at all, and he wondered if he might be able to stop doing that for good before long.