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NNTP-Posting-Date: Mon, 19 Sep 2005 05:23:45 PDT
Subject: {ASSM} "My Brother's Girlfriend, Part 3" (m/F, teen, rom)
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Date: Mon, 19 Sep 2005 15:10:02 -0400
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My Brother's Girlfriend

by disco volante (aka devospud) devospudc@yahoo.com

*****

Part Three


I walked slowly up the driveway to my house, feeling
tired but very content. My head was still reeling from
my second lusty session with Tammy. The sex was
completely awesome, but the highlight had been when
she'd turned to me in the car and said she loved me.
It was the best feeling in the world, one that I never
wanted to end. The only thing that was keeping me from
being totally ecstatic was a nagging feeling of guilt.

"Where've *you* been?" My brother asked in his usual
belligerent way, barely looking up from the TV as I
entered the living room.

'Oh, just fucking your girlfriend,' the nagging voice
said. I ignored it. "I went to the mall," I lied,
sitting on the famous sofa.

Cal grunted in response and returned his attention to
the TV. I joined him in watching America's Funniest
Home Videos, which in my opinion fell far short of its
name. My mind really wasn't on the show anyway. I was
thinking about my brother and Tammy. He'd been a dick
to her pretty much from the start, so I wasn't too
worried about his feelings. I was more worried about
what he'd say or do to Tammy if he found out, and to
me.

I thought about Tammy almost constantly the next few
days. I'd never tried drugs or anything, but I was
beginning to understand what it was like. Tammy was my
drug, and now I was hopelessly addicted. At lunch I
couldn't help noticing all the boyfriend/girlfriend
couples sitting together. I wanted to be able to do
that with Tammy. Be together for real, publicly and
without having to hide or make up cover stories. I
felt so strongly for her that I hated not being able
to just call her up and talk to her or see her
whenever I wanted. But that wasn't possible with the
way things were. So I just sat with my small circle of
friends and pretended I was interested in the games
and movies or whatever they were talking about, all
the while remembering how drop-dead gorgeous Tammy's
face had been as she'd gasped and panted as we had
made love on her bed. On the way home I made up my
mind to tell my brother what was going on. I'd take
the blame and say I'd started it, then try to duck the
first punch. It didn't matter if he believed me or
not. I just couldn't hide it anymore.

He wasn't home. I waited around the house anxiously
until later that night when I finally heard his car
drive up. He walked in the door wearing a sour
expression. I thought about waiting, but I didn't know
how long this stupid courage of mine would last.

"Hey," I called as he started down the hall toward his
room. My voice almost stuck in my throat, but I
managed to push it out. "I need to talk to you about
Tammy."

He stopped for a moment, then kept walking. "Forget
it. It's history."

"Huh?" That wasn't at all what I'd expected him to
say.

"I dumped her ass last night," he said loudly from his
room. "Fucking slut actually told me she's been
fucking another guy. Can you believe that shit?"

"Oh." That was the only thing I could think to say.

"Be glad you don't get any pussy, bro. They're all
bitches anyway." With that he slammed his his door
shut and cranked up his stereo. My urge to kick his
ass was the strongest it's ever been. Not so much for
his insults but for the fact that he'd broken up with
Tammy and didn't seem to give a shit, even though it
was more likely that she'd actually dumped him. That
showed just how little she'd meant to him in the first
place. I went to my room and tried to forget that I'd
ever felt the least bit sorry for him.

The following afternoon I was walking home when I
heard a car behind me begin to slow down. I turned,
and my heart began to pound as I saw Tammy's blue
Civic pulling up next to me.

"Hey little boy," she said through the rolled-down
passenger window. "You want some candy?"

I smiled. I'd been worried about how she was handling
things, but she seemed to be fine. "Sure, lady," I
replied, playing along. "Where is it?"

She reached over and opened the passenger door, her
face perfectly serious. "Get in and I'll show you." I
climbed in and shut the door. "It's in my front
pocket," she said, unable to keep a straight face.
"You'll have to get it yourself." She grinned as she
looked ahead and pulled back on the road.

I think I surprised her by actually reaching over and
sliding my hand into the right front pocket of her
jean shorts.  She giggled as I began feeling around,
rubbing her thigh and hip before sliding my hand
between her legs. Her pocket wasn't deep enough to go
all the way, but I managed to palm most of her mound,
feeling her crinkly pubic hair through the thin cloth
layer of her pocket. A lump formed in both my throat
and my shorts as I deduced that she wasn't wearing
panties.

"Is that the candy you were talking about?" I asked,
trying to sound innocent.

"If you're good," she said, starting to blush
slightly. "I'll let you have some."

"I'll be good, I promise."

We drove for a while in silence. "I broke up with your
brother," she said quietly.

"I know.  I feel a little bad about it, but not much."

Her face turned downcast. "I didn't want to hurt him
like that, but he's just so fucking selfish and thick-
headed."

"Yeah," I replied.  That pretty much described him,
all right. "But he'll get over it, if he hasn't
already."

Tammy gave a wry little smile, but didn't say
anything.

"So," I asked, as casually as I could, "where are we
going today?"

"I thought we could go to the lake, maybe enjoy the
view for a while. I brought some food and stuff," she
said, pointing to an ice chest in the back seat. "That
okay with you?"

"Sounds great," I said with a smile. I'd go anywhere
with her, anytime.

We parked beneath some trees and walked toward a
grassy hill over looking the lake. I carried the ice
chest while Tammy carried a blanket she had brought
for us to sit on.  There weren't many other people
around; just a middle- aged couple and few little kids
having a barbecue by the campground, and a gray-haired
man fishing further down at the side of the lake.

Tammy spread out the blanket, then sat down on it and
offered me a Coke from icebox as I joined her. She
took one herself, then sat back on her elbows and
relaxed.

The weather was perfect, warm and slightly breezy, and
I leaned back as well to enjoy it. Even though we
weren't touching or even saying anything, just being
there together seemed to be, well, romantic.

I looked at the sunlight reflecting off the shimmering
water, then over at Tammy, who looked away with a
little smile.  The wind played with her pretty red
hair, blowing strands of it across her forehead and
freckled cheek.  It was an incredibly beautiful scene,
and I suddenly had to get in on it.

She leaned forward as I moved to sit behind her,
seeming to know what I wanted to do.  I sat down with
my legs on either side of her body then leaned forward
and put my arms around her. She hugged my arms even
closer around herself, and we sat there in silence for
a while, both looking out at the green trees and blue
water.

I began to wonder what it would be like being married
to her. I found it strange to be thinking about that,
but I couldn't help it. We could get an apartment
together, maybe even live at her parent's summer
house. My bro wouldn't be too happy when he heard
about it, of course, but he'd probably get over it. I
wondered if Tammy would want to have kids.  Not right
away, probably. Later, one or two would be fine, but
not a lot...

Tammy startled me out of my daydreaming by leaning her
head back on my shoulder and starting to nibble at my
ear.  I laughed at the ticklish sensation, and she
giggled back. I noticed that the couple with the kids
was looking over at us, but they were being discreet
about it. They'd look, then smile at each other. It
was a little weird, but I didn't really mind it.
Hugging her tighter, I slowly ran my hands over her
smooth belly, feeling the soft firmness of her skin
through the thin fabric of her shirt.  I don't really
know what came over me, but I cupped her left breast
in my hand, squeezing it gently as she gasped in
surprise and moved her head from my shoulder.

"Don't," she whispered, looking over at the middle-
aged couple. "They'll see us."

I started kissing and sucking at her earlobe. Somehow,
the fact that we had an audience didn't bother me.
Maybe I was making up for all the times I wanted to
touch her and hold her but couldn't. I continued
massaging her tit, and she blushed but made no move to
stop me.  She turned her head and kissed my neck,
gently sucking like she wanted to give me a hickey.
Remembering that she didn't have any underwear on, I
started undoing the top two buttons of her shorts.
When they were open, I slid my free hand down inside
them and rested my fingers in the soft curls of her
pubic hair. She moaned against my neck, sending a
strange vibration through my windpipe. I rubbed her
mound for a few moments, feeling the inviting heat
radiating up from between her legs. I glanced over at
the married couple to see if they were still watching.
They were. Their kids were down playing by the lake,
and they were sitting on a bench very close to one
another, their eyes flitting between us and their
children as they commented to each other about
something, probably us. My dick was very hard at this
point, and pressed firmly against the back of Tammy's
ass. Sliding my hand down further into her shorts, I
encountered her rather swollen and moist labia. It
seemed that she was as excited as I was to be fooling
around and not caring who saw. I began to stroke her
gently with my fingers, feeling her shiver and raise
her hips up slightly at my touch. Tammy let her head
fall forward, and I kissed tenderly at the back of her
neck as I slowly rubbed her soft and steamy pussy.
Though they couldn't see exactly what was happening
from where they were, I imagined that it wasn't too
hard for our two onlookers to guess what was going on.
I noticed they were holding hands, and it almost
looked like they were going to do a little fooling
around of their own. Minutes passed and the sun was
starting to set. I would have been content petting
Tammy's twat all night, but she suddenly yanked my
hand out of her shorts and started buttoning up again.
I wondered if she was mad about something until she
turned and whispered in my ear.

"I want you." She pulled back and looked me in the
eyes, and her face was so aroused and serious looking
that I almost came in my pants right then. We quickly
and wordlessly gathered up our stuff and hurried back
to her car. She drove us down the small road that
wound around the lake, pulling off next to the cover
of a large stand of trees.

"Does this mean we're going camping?"  I asked as she
turned the car off and grabbed the blanket out of the
back.

"Sort of," she answered mysteriously. "C'mon." She got
out, and I did likewise, following her through the
trees until we came to a small clearing. I watched in
anticipation as she spread the blanket out on the
ground, then sat down on it and looked up at me with
the fading light of the sun sparkling in her eyes. I
pounced on her and she pulled me closer, kissing me on
the mouth almost violently. Our hands roved all over
each other, and practically before I knew it she was
working my shorts down around my knees. My dick was
glad to be free in the cooling air, but nowhere near
as happy as it would be once it was in Tammy.

I gently but firmly pulled myself away and began
undoing her shorts. She rested on her elbows as I
opened the fly, catching a glimpse of the fiery red
hair on her mound. She lifted her hips, and I dragged
her shorts all the way off and dropped them on the
blanket next to us. I positioned myself between her
legs, drinking in the glorious sight of her pouty and
very moist-looking slit.

"So," I asked in a husky voice. "Have I been good?"

"Very good," she said, looking up at me with an
expression of urgency. I could tell that she wasn't in
the mood for any more foreplay, so I took her by the
arms and lowered her back on the blanket. Her legs
snapped open like springs as soon as her back touched
the ground. I'd never seen her quite so worked up, and
it was quickly rubbing off on me. I crawled over her
and guided my cock toward the entrance to her body,
then plunged it in all the way with one solid thrust
that made Tammy groan loudly and dig her nails into my
shoulders. Already knowing that I wasn't going to last
very long, I kept my movement slow, seeming to tease
her a little by deliberately taking my time. She
thrust her hips up at me desperately, and with a
frustrated groan, I realized that I wasn't going to be
able to hold back at all. But Tammy's gasps and moans
were coming faster as well, and I gave up and began
fucking her quickly and forcefully, feeling her lock
her strong legs behind my butt as she suddenly arched
her back and screamed into the darkening woods. As she
came I felt her pussy squeeze down, gripping me almost
like a hand. It was way too much for me to take. I
tried to pull out of her before it was too late, but
her legs were still locked tightly behind me, holding
me against her. I gave up and thrust in even deeper,
losing myself in the incredibly powerful sensation of
cumming inside her quivering body. I looked down at
her guiltily as my head began to clear. She smiled up
at me with glistening eyes and ran her fingers over my
lips. I caught one in my mouth and sucked at it as my
dick slowly softened inside of her.

"It's okay," she whispered. She pulled me down and
cuddled up against me, and we lay there together under
the trees as the sun set and the stars came out above
us.

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