Am I My Brother's Keeper?

Tyrin and I have always had a healthy sibling relationship. I have always been over-protective of him, as any big brother would be. We are four years apart and growing up, if he had to fight then so did I. We were raised by both parents who are still married till this day. Mom is a retired nurse, dad retired out of the Army. We went to the best schools and lived in the best neighborhoods. My family was tight knit and I love my baby brother dearly. Not only is he my brother, he is also my best friend. I am definitely my brother's keeper!

I love my brother, but I am not perfect. I fuck up sometimes and I fucked up in a big way and I don't even care to fix it. Tyrin is getting married today and although I should be ecstatic, he is marrying a woman that I am in love with. Her name is Aniece. Aniece and I have been fucking each other for the past three years and she has been with my brother for four years. And now they are getting married like she is just saying fuck me and how I feel. She knows how I feel about her but she loves my brother. The fact that I shouldn't be tasting and licking and sucking and loving this forbidden fruit makes me want to do all of that even more.

I know I should feel bad because I am the best man at my brother's wedding who has been fucking the groom's bride for years but I deserve her more than he does. I know he ain't fucking her like I do because she told me I fuck her better. But he is a better provider she says. I am not going out like that though. Wedding day or not, I need to be with her.

She had no idea that I would be at her house this morning waiting for her to return from her hair appointment. She had given me a key the same day she gave my brother one. I knew when and when not to come. Today though, I didn't care. "Tylan, what are doing here!? Shouldn't you be at the church getting ready for the wedding?" I didn't want to talk. I wanted to show her how much I wanted and needed her. I kissed her passionately and deeply as I started caressing her perky and firm breasts. "Tylan, we can't do this anymore. I will be your sister-in-law soon." She was moaning and losing her composure by the second, I know she wants me just as much as I want her.

I picked up my lover/soon-to-be sister-in-law and carried her to the bedroom she shared with my brother and the bedroom that we made love in so many times. I knew he wasn't coming home anytime soon as he was getting ready to marry my lady. In the back of my mind though, I was hoping he would come home and hear our loud moans and see her riding my dick like an equestrian and tell her the marriage was off. I gently laid Aniece on the bed as her dress came up above her waist, exposing that forbidden fruit that I had fallen in love with. She got out of the habit of wearing panties after we started fucking because we were always fucking damn near everyday. I ripped every pair she owned off her ass trying to get to her juice box. My brother would tell me every time he found a pair of torn panties in their garbage wondering how it happened and I would just laugh.

Me eating her pussy this time meant more for me than any other time. I had to go hard or go home for good. Her pussy was fat and her clit too. I sucked on it like my life depended on it and in a sense it did. She grabbed my locs pushing my face deeper into her pussy as my tongue penetrated her deep. Her body started to shiver as that first orgasm hit her; she always had multiple with me. That's why we should be together. She poured her sweet nectar all in my throat and all over my face and beard. She tastes so good. I am not going to stop drinking her water just yet though. This wasn't going to be the last time for us but I was going to make love to her like it was.

After she came all over my face some more leaving it looking like a glazed donut, I grabbed her ankles spreading her legs apart, her pussy dripping wet and swelling with pleasure that I gave her, not my brother. I let my basketball shorts drop to the floor as my hard dick entered her soft spot. "Aniece I know you like the way my dick feel inside that pussy that rightfully belongs to me. I know you love it like I love you. Look at those love faces while I'm stroking this pussy just like you like it. You don't want him. You want me. He don't make you feel good like I do." When we have sex, nothing or no one mattered and now wouldn't be any different or else she would be at that church marrying my brother by now. But she was here with me.

Orgasm after orgasm, minute after minute, the time passed us by unknowingly. By the time I wore her out and made her cum until she couldn't feel her legs anymore, the wedding had started; without a bride. She jilted my brother at the alter and I couldn't be happier. No sooner than I went to cut the shower on for us did my great brother come busting through the front door, tears on his face, wondering where his future wife was and why she was not at their wedding. I stood there in the middle of his bedroom butt ass naked, his fiancée, my lover, standing behind me naked, her body so perfect. Now all three of us were in the same room together, my brother realizing what was going on.....

Crazy Love IV

     Lor'eal's last words to me were "I have a fucking problem." They resonated in my head, playing over and over again. For months now, here I was, a highly educated and highly experienced psychiatrist, trying to figure out what was wrong with one of my patients, with no clues or ways of finding out what I needed to find out. She never spoke up until recently, always just seemed to gaze off into space. Mental illness was in her genetics so it was safe to assume that she was afflicted with one. And she was admitted to the psyche ward that I was employed with.

     I won't say that I am not pleased with her breakthrough though, if it was even that. Maybe it was a ploy all along to live out a fantasy that she always had; schizophrenic, bi-polar, or manic depressant patient is saved by a doctor with whom she falls in love with. Lor'eal had me feeling like I was Harley Quinn and she was the joker. I loved being a part of her fantasy if in fact that was the case, even though my job was put on the line the moment I entered her beautiful temple.

     I am currently waiting for Lor'eal and yet another session which has become what I look forward to lately. None of my other patients excite me as much anymore with their intriguing minds and stories of troubled pasts. I always look forward to just my sessions with Lor'eal and I know she looks forward to them with me as well. At the last session, her pussy was so wet and hot for me. My dick was getting hard just thinking about it. I didn't foresee a future with my crazy beauty but I was very much so enjoying the present and the past memories we created. And just as I am beginning to reminisce Lor'eal taps gently on my office door before letting herself in, taking me away from my fantasy into our reality. She turned the sign on the door around to say "Do Not Disturb: Session In Progress" before closing it behind her. This gorgeous woman was not mentally incapable at all. She knew what she wanted and did what she wanted to get it. "It's so very nice to see you again Dr. Feel Good," Lor'eal said to me with a smile. "I need help and only you have the cure to heal me." "The pleasure is all mine," I responded. "I always look forward to my sessions with you Lor'eal, now more than ever since we have began communicating with one another." She strutted seductively towards me, this time in just the standard hospital gown that every patient normally wore unless they made a special request and got special permission to wear what was considered "out-of-facility clothing". What her special request was to wear the previous dresses that made it easy for me to slide my spoon into her chocolate ice cream was unbeknownst to me but I appreciated her efforts thoroughly.

     We embraced each other in yet another passionate kiss. Our connection was way beyond that of a doctor and his patient; I knew this woman from another lifetime. I felt her hands begin to trace my body, her fingertips were soft and gentle making my manhood rise. Lor'eal felt it and let her hands trail down in between my groin, sticking them inside the crotch of my pants. She stroked the thickness and length of my now stiff dick. It felt amazing in her soft hands. I grabbed her breasts, fondling them while unsnapping buttons, letting the gown fall at her feet. I started kissing and licking and gently suckling on her breasts, not neglecting either of them. She moaned softly in pleasure. I let my tongue and mouth find it's way down to her juice box; for the past week I was thirsty for juice that only her fruit could produce. She was already juicy as I covered her pussy with my mouth. She was still standing so I got on my knees, raising one of her legs up and placing it on my shoulder, giving me VIP access to her palace. She wrapped her leg around my neck, holding my head in place and my mouth on her dripping pussy. She was already cumming and our "sessions" were an hour long.

     I not only was a doctor, I also was a bit of a fitness freak, working out in my spare time so I was pretty strong. I grabbed Lor'eal's other leg and placed it on my shoulder as she grabbed on to my head with both hands to keep balance. I went from a kneeling position to a standing position with her on my face as I walked toward the chaise that had stories to tell about us if it could talk. I laid her down on it as I continued to lick and suck and kiss away at her dripping beauty. Her body was shaking as I pulled my tongue out of her and kissed her, letting her taste why I loved tasting her. She stopped kissing me long enough to unbuckle my belt buckle and remove my pants. She smiled at the site of my penis. "I will act crazy for the rest of my life if it meant that I could have this inside of me everyday." "We could make that happen Lor'eal," I said excitedly. "Just open up to me more. Let me in. Tell me everything about you that you want me to know." "One day Dr. Feel Good," she whispered in my ear. "Right now, I want to feel you fill me up." I did as I was told like she was the doctor and I was her patient. She laid back on the chaise, spreading her legs wide for me to dive in.

     I stroked slowly in and out of her wet box. It was so slippery and I already felt a rush in my dick but I was not ready to fill her walls yet, well not with my children. I wanted to fill her walls with deep love strokes. I studied her love faces as I made love to her. After all, I was taught and trained to read body language and Lor'eal's was speaking loud and clear and I was becoming fluent in understanding it. She bit her full bottom lip, closed her eyes, and moaned. I kissed her to muffle the sounds of our love making. I grabbed one of her legs, placing it on my shoulder again. I brought my body close to hers as I dug as deep as I could to find that buried treasure that every woman had in their bodies. I found it immediately as I had gotten accustomed to how her pussy felt on my dick by now; every clench of the muscles, every spot that I've discovered thus far, every pussy contraction, every shiver and shake and tremble of her body. I learned a lot about Lor'eal only it was all physical.

     She was now drowning my canoe in her river as I was filling up her walls with my children. It felt so good busting a nut inside of this beautiful stranger I knew nothing about other than her age, that her parents had mental health issues, and she had a fucking problem that she used me to cure. I also knew that she wanted more than the weekly sessions she was getting. It was imperative now more than ever that I learned all I could so that I could make both our wishes come true. It was clear that this was not really the place for her and definitely not the place for us to rendezvous. "Lor'eal, we don't have much time now but I need you to talk to me. I can get you out of here and we can be more than just doctor and patient meeting once a week for sex. I want this. I want you. And if you want the same and you want me, you would tell me everything about you." Lor'eal began putting on her gown as she spoke, "I want this. I want you. I will do whatever it takes to keep getting fucked by you because you are the cure for my addiction. You're amazing in more ways than one," she replied as she kissed me. I smiled as she started towards the door. This by far was the best session with Lor'eal ever and pretty soon, this fantasy of ours will become a reality and we can always fulfill each other's fantasies. I know I always look forward to being inside her again and a week was not soon enough. I had to get her back in my office and on my chaise, desk, or floor again and I knew exactly what to do to make that happen for us....     

Twas The Day After Christmas (A Side Chick's Story) Part II

   

     I know the fuck this nigga didn't just say what the fuck I think he just said. The words are replaying in my head like a scratched up CD, "wife and kids." The nerve of this trifling ass nigga to come up in here and fuck me just to tell me he married with fucking kids! This is exactly why I need anger management, where the fuck is my gun?

     "Cardeeay you got me fucked up for the last time. You better be putting your clothes on and getting out of here." "Baby, just listen to me please! Just stop and listen to me. If you love me you will just listen to me," I heard my man that belonged to another woman pleading. If I was going to hear him out, I'll have my finger on the trigger ready for him to say some dumb shit. I loved him and could at least give him that. "What is there to say Cardeeay!? Married!? Really!? You got sixty seconds nigga," I said as I cocked my gun and pointed it at him. He been telling me for six months I was crazy. For the six months that he's been lying to me and her. How the fuck could I have not known?

     "Look, Kareema, I love you baby you know that. I saw you and I couldn't let you get away. And I know you love me." He tried to kiss me. I blocked his ass with a jab from the back of the gun to his gut. He bent over, grimacing in pain. "That's bullshit! You niggas kill me, always want to have your cake and eat it, too." "No Reem. I fucking love you! Yes, I lied to you but that don't change the way I feel about you. I can't leave you alone." "Yea OK," she retorted. "I bet you won't leave her for me, will you?"

     "Neither of you was supposed to find out yet. She noticed the amount of texts coming in at one time when you were cursing me out for not contacting you. I took it off silent waiting for my mom to call. I was truthful with her like I'm being truthful with you." I let a shot off into the air. "You got thirty seconds nigga," I threatened. I watched my man cowar behind my sofa. He been playing me for months and now I wanted my payback. "She knows about us. I told her I didn't want to leave you alone. She knows I love you." I pointed my gun at him now. He was not about to think he was just going to keep lying to me. "Cardeeay, you got away with this shit for six months but don't think for one second that I'm stupid. I will shoot your fuckin nuts off and neither one of us will be getting the dick anymore." I had no chill at the moment and I didn't care what happened. "Kareema, calm down. I'm not trying to leave you. I just need us to have an understanding."

     I strutted towards my lying man with the gun still pointed at him. I gave him a kiss; a deep, passionate kiss that let him know how hurt I was. I stopped kissing him only to hit him on the head this time with the butt of the gun. Blood started leaking from the wound it caused. "Do I look like a damn fool to you? What kind of understanding can we possibly come to?" I watched as Cardeeay used his shirt to apply pressure to his forehead. "She knows about you Kareema. And she loves me like you love me and will do anything for me like you'll do anything for me. Why can't I just have the both of you?" Here this nigga that I was so in love with, this nigga who just got finish making me and my pussy so happy, that I wanted to be with telling me that he wanted me to share him with another woman. He was right about two things; I do love him and I will do anything for him. I looked at my man all bloody and shit. "Come here boo let me clean you up so you can fuck me again before you go home to your wife. I need to still see you and get that dick every day otherwise I'll be on that ass again." Cardeeay loved me and I loved him and now he didn't have to lie to me anymore. Besides, the dick too good to give up. I just know his dick won't be the only one in this bomb ass pussy. I'm getting me a side hoe, too.....