Jenny And Jake

All characters are 18 years or older.

Jenny laid on the divan languidly, watching some reality dating shows. Hot guy and a bunch of plastic bimbos.

Jake was laid beside her. Half naked, all he had on was his boxer briefs. Jenny couldn't complain much about it. It was a hot summer night; she wasn't wearing much either, a light camisole and comfy bloomers.

She breathed in his scent, a little spring-fresh like soap, with a faint but distinct musky smell. Somehow the twerp stirred her, tickled her fancy.

Jenny wasn't paying much attention to the television. Her mind wandered upon Jake's muscled frame. She doesn't usually think about boys, but strangely, she couldn't get off thinking about her brother's young athletic body today.

It's not like they're many years apart. Jenny was only two years older than Jake. But Jenny was always the center of attraction. Her beauty, charm, and generous curves always attracted boys and men like gadflies. She was never a naive young maid whose hymen was intact.

Jenny's mind continued her wandering imagination, having a romantic mingling between her brother and herself. She could feel the phantom lips on her body, and she tingled all over, a sense of tension, like a static humming when you touched a plasma globe. Then, all of a sudden, the divan wobbled. Jenny returned her consciousness to find herself all alone on the divan. Jake was walking to the bathroom.

Her eyes followed his brother's broad shoulder... and the cute plumped butt. Too bad the boxer briefs wholly wrapped around his ass.

But the next moment shocked Jenny. The bathroom door was not closed. Jake didn't close the door behind his back. Jenny was able to see everything from her angle. She watched the young stud pop his long-limped dick out of his briefs, then start releasing himself in front of his sister.

"Prrr...shh..." Jenny was able to see everything from the angle. He rolled the foreskin up, reviving the big round head. A stream of yellowish liquid gushed out from the small slit on the tip of his dickhead. When Jake was done releasing himself, he gave his penis a couple shakes before he put it back inside his briefs.

He looked up, noticed Jenny was watching, and gave her a mischievous smile. Jenny wasn't surprised that he would see her not-so-furtive peek.

"Ahem, why didn't you close the door?" Jenny cleared her throat and asked.

Jake shrugged and pulled his dick out again. He swung it a couple of times in front of Jenny before he put it back in his brief shorts again. Jenny gulped as her eyes swept over at his family jewel. She was lost for words. The young woman felt her heart racing, the heat flowing up her neck, and a sweet tingle tickling in between her legs.

Jenny didn't come back to consciousness until Jake tossed himself on the sofa again. The slight tingle she felt became an incessant buzz focused on her nipple. Her nipples got hardened, and the coarse fabric of her camisole tickled her.

"Do you want to watch something else?" Jake asked.

Jenny shrugged her shoulders. She was distracted; her swirling thoughts were on her brother's cock, a depraved imagination.

But her depraved thoughts came true. Jake pulled out his already-hardened cock, again in front of her! It stood high, veiny, and mad. Some translucent liquid oozed out from the tip. Jenny gulped. An urgent buzzing emerged between her legs.

Jake, without a word, he started stroking his dick with his hand. He's jerking off! He's jerking in front of her sister in the living room!

Jenny breathed heavily and tumultuously. It excited the young woman. She bit her lip to stop herself from moaning out loud. She started to tweak and pull on the succulent hard nob of her nipple through her thin camisole, tugging lightly as she began to wiggle her body.

She found herself and her brother doing something very wrong together. But they both felt the intense excitement. She slipped a hand down between her legs. At first, Jenny was a little hesitant, but then she pressed her palm harder and harder on her fanny. The rough fabric of her bloomers grated against her clit, and her entrance suddenly became slippery.

Her climax built, slow and steady. The young woman bit her lip harder, not letting go of the sound of her moan. Her hand rubbed quicker and faster. Her bloomers were drenched with her love juice. It started causing waves of pleasure to shoot through her.

Jake stroked his prank faster and faster. Jenny could hear him panting heavily. The young man's dick head became darker, from pink-red to deep crimson. He arched his back and thrust his hip up into the air. Not for long, Jake groaned in pleasure as he tightened his hand around the monstrous jewel. A gush of white glue erupted from the tip of his cock, and his hand continued wrecking on his dick to milk out every single last drop onto his abs.

He didn't say a word, but with immense satisfaction, the young man got up quickly and disappeared into his bedroom, the door closed.

Jenny was dumbfounded! She was not even halfway reaching her climax. And Jake released himself and ran off. He just left her hanging there. She thought she was going to have a vaunted release. But no, it wasn't going to happen. Jake cum and left. She was left alone in the living room, halfway hanging, unsatisfied.

"Damn you, Jake Kochmeyer!" Jenny scolded into the void!