Author's Note: Due to popular demand, Bryan and Heather return. For further adventures of this lusty duo and their friends, check out "An Empty House and A Full Pussy", "There is Baking and There is Cooking", "Audacious Aunt Alexus" and "Vickie's Venture". As usual, suggestions and comments are always appreciated.
Heather was a totally blitzed, smashed, inebriated, but that was okay. She and Bryan had just celebrated their six-month anniversary. She still found it hard to believe that they'd been lovers for that long. It didn't seem possible that much time had passed. It was hard for her to believe that Bryan's beautiful, big cock had fucked her flaming red, yummy snatch hundreds of times. When Bryan suggested he and Heather have a special day for their anniversary, Heather was touched. She thought it was very cute that her remembered. It was Bryan's idea to rent a fancy hotel room and fuck to their heart's content. He'd saved a lot of money towards it [ but Heather had suggested her ever-naughty Aunt Alexus had chipped in ] and so far, the evening had been well-worth the expense.
Bryan, hunky, lovely, wonderful Bryan. Heather's heart belonged to Bryan, she didn't think their affair would last, but she adored him more and more with each passing day. She loved running her fingers through his sandy hair, she loved massaging his tanned skin, tasting the slight saltiness of his sweat when they fucked. He was her love, spending any time making love to him was magical. This evening had merely been icing on the cake. Heather looked over at him, he flashed her a great, big smile and her heart melted.
Riding up the elevator to their hotel room in the plush Ambassador hotel, Heather was happier than she had ever been. Heather thought that people who said it was wrong to have sex with a family member should find someone as wonderful as Bryan. Or her delicious Aunt Alexus. They shared their bodies and their passions freely, no one was being hurt, it was all love and wild passion. Bryan treated her like a Queen, her loving brother cherished her above all others. Her Aunt Alexus was always there for the pair of them whenever she was needed – or desired. Thinking of her Aunt Alexus' beautiful, sensual, long-legged body, the way her hair swished around in the throes of passion, the way her blue eyes flashed --- okay, she thought, don't get carried away here.
"You okay over there, sissy?" Bryan beamed at her as she weaved about.
"Mmm-hmm, can't wait to get you into that room and get all of those clothes off you, you studmuffin!" she giggled, still reeling from the effects of the champagne cocktails she'd consumed. Heather moved closer to her brother and fiddled with his tie. "Why did you wear sooo many clothes anyway, silly boy?" she cooed.
"Hmm, I wonder? Do you think it might be because I know how much my little fucktoy of a sister likes to undress me, that's why!" he grinned playfully. "Not that I don't like seeing you strip too, baby."
Heather was well aware of that. Now, each and every time they had sex, Bryan had her do a striptease. As a result, she was spending more and more of the money she was earning with Vickie on clothes. She had 3 drawer-fulls of thongs, teddies, stockings and other slinky undies. She had 25 pairs of shoes and even a kinky pair of "fuck-me" boots. She had cocktail dresses and slinky slit skirts, all bought with the intent of getting her hunky brother's cock hard and ready to fuck her. Vickie was constantly telling her what a hottie she'd turned into over the last few months, sentiments echoed by Vickie's folks and Heather's own Aunt Alexus.
Every item of clothing worked, all of them. No matter what she wore, Heather never failed to get Bryan hot and bothered. Every once in a while, she would flash him at an inappropriate time, like when their folks were around. It drove him crazy.
Bryan also chipped in whenever he could, he loved buying clothes for his hot sister, and he sure as hell got off on watching her model them. Seeing Heather's pretty green eyes look up at him as she sucked him off, it never failed to make him stiff as hell. The little black number she was wearing now was one of his faves – it was sheer with a rose pattern over it, see-thru, almost scandalous. The skirt ended just below her ass and was daringly short. Heather wore her favorite black satin bra and matching thong, which Bryan already would have wagered was soaked with her juices.
Heather leaned in and pressed those cupcake-tits against Bryan's firm chest. "Ooooh, lover, I don't think we're gonna make it to the room!" the tipsy girl purred. "I wanna get naked now and fuck my man!"
He laughed. "Heather, you're a nut. My dear, horny sister, we can't do anything here, we're in a fucking elevator!"
"So?"
"Heather babe, if we get caught, they'll kick us out of here. Our secret might get out and we'd have to stop fucking each other, and I never want that to happen. Besides, I want to see that hot little bod of yours sprawled all over that bed. I want to fuck you in that big shower in the morning, too! Do you really think it's worth the risk?"
"Yup." she grinned with a woozy smile. Heather continued on teasing her brother. "Oooh, you'll getcher chance to fuck me in the nice, big bed, lover." she murmured as she ran her hands over his chest and toyed with the buttons of his shirt. "But your impulsive little slut of a sister isn't gonna wait, baby!"
"Oh Geez, sis, just what the fuck are you doing?"
