Free Double Step (Erotic Taboo Menage Romance) by Cassie Hamilton Page B

arm around me, looked over at me, and said, “I have a problem, little sis.”
     
    I looked at him. “What’s up?”
     
    “It’s kind of weird. It has to do with my girlfriend.”
     
    “Okay,” I said. I had no idea where he was going with this.
     
    “She has… well she’s been with a bunch of guys before. I am not her first. She’s experienced. She knows what she’s doing.”
     
    He paused and looked at me. Hoping that I would be able to fill in the blanks. But I really had no idea what he was talking about. So he continued.
     
    “I don’t have any experience. I’ve never done anything with a girl. And I really don’t want to disappoint her. I want to make her feel good, you know?”
     
    “Totally,” I said. Somehow I remained oblivious. “But how can I help?”
     
    “You’re really going to make me say it, huh?”
     
    “I won’t know what the heck you’re talking about unless you say it,” I said.
     
    “Okay. Fine. I need to learn how to make a girl feel good. I can’t do that with my girlfriend, because I don’t want to embarrass myself. So I need a girl that I’m totally comfortable around. One who can tell me what feels good and what doesn’t. A girl who I can go down on. Teach me how to do this stuff.”
     
    It finally dawned on me. My eyes went wide. “You want me to be that girl?”
     
    He looked into my wide eyes. “Yes. If you want. It doesn’t have to be weird. And it’s fine if you say no. Do you want to be that girl?”
     
    “Yes,” I said. No hesitation in my voice. It came out almost too enthusiastic. “I mean, like, sure. Whatever. It’s just messing around.”
     
    “Awesome,” he said. “Thanks so much.”
     
    “Well let’s get to it,” I said. I led the way into my bedroom. This was just a lesson for him. It didn’t mean anything. But still, I was going to have my super hot brother going down on me. And maybe, just maybe, if he liked it enough he’d come back for more. That was the plan, anyway.
     
    So I dropped my pants, and my panties, and lay down on my bed. Legs spread. My pussy was there for him to see. And he stared at it. Intently. He wanted it. His little sister showing him her most private parts. I looked down and saw a bit of movement in his shorts. He was getting hard. Just by seeing his little sister lying there without pants on. I was getting wet just from the situation.
     
    “Okay,” he said. He grabbed my knees and spun me, so that my feet were dangling above the floor. He dropped to his knees. His face was just inches away from me. I could feel his warm breath. “So, what do I do?”
     
    I figured this probably wasn’t a good time to tell him that I also had no idea how this was supposed to work. No one had ever done this to me before. “I think you’re supposed to lick it.”
     
    “Alright,” he said. He stared at it for a second. Then he stuck his tongue out, pressed it against me, and pulled it from the bottom to the top.
     
    My whole body shook. It felt almost too good. I let out a sharp breath. Letting out a bit of the tension. “Yep,” I said. “That’s what you’re supposed to do.”
     
    “Now what?”
     
    I looked down at him. There he was with that dumb grin. Looking up at me from between my thighs. My own brother. “I think you just do that again and again,” I said.
     
    “Okay,” he said.
     
    And then he did it. His tongue felt huge and wet, almost like a dog’s tongue hanging out on a hot day. He moved it up and down, first against the outside, but slowly my lips parted and I could feel him getting his face deeper and deeper into me. It felt incredible.
     
    I started to moan. My hands reached out to either side and I gripped the blankets tight. I bit my lip. My eyes rolled back in my head.
     
    Now, I’m sure that there’s more to going down on a girl than just licking up and down. Hitting the clit whenever you get lucky. But there was something more going on here. It was the situation. The