Siblings with benefits

"Oh yeah," I groaned. "That is soooo nice!"

Tommy was as laid back in bed as he was with everything else, taking his time and proving to be an excellent lover. I found myself lying back, sighing in pleasure as he slowly licked, fingered, and teased my tender clit. Several times he brought me to the edge, and then, feeling me getting close, backed off. Normally that would have driven me crazy, but the alcohol and pot had me feeling pretty damn mellow and I just lied there loving it. Finally Tommy sped his tongue up and right when I was on the edge again, slid two fingers into my pussy and began to rapidly pump them in and out of what at this point was my sopping wet pussy.

"Oh yes!" I exclaimed. "Oh right there! Oh don't stop please don't ohhh..."

I arched my back and, throwing my head back, let out a long loud squeal as the orgasm that had been on hold for that last half hour finally slammed into me. I grabbed Tommy's hair and held his head against my pussy as my hips thrashed wildly in his face. Tommy didn't seem to mind as I could still feel his tongue caressing my incredibly sensitive clit and his fingers were still pumping in and out of my pussy.

I let out one more long shuddering moan and collapsed panting onto the bed.

"Damn I came hard!" I gasped out.

"I guess so," Tommy laughed as he sat up between my legs.

I lifted my head up from the pillow to see Tommy's cock was once again standing at attention and whispered;

"Well baby, you ready to come get what you've been waiting for?"

"Oh yeah," Tommy said once again positioning himself between my legs.

Tommy was poised directly over me and was just beginning to lower himself into my eager pussy when he stopped and said;

"Shit, hold on I need to get something."

I knew what he was taking about and before he could pull away I grabbed his shoulders and told him;

"Don't worry about that Tommy, we don't need one."

Tommy looked at me nervously

"You on something?"

I gave him what was probably a bit of a sad smile and whispered;

"Let's just say I don't ever have to worry about that."

Tommy hesitated and, pulling him down to me, I kissed him and said in his ear;

"Come on baby, I want to feel you inside, I... oh yes!"

I moaned in pleasure as with one gentle push Tommy slowly entered my willing flesh. Tommy moaned as well as he started to slowly pump his cock in and out of my needy little pussy. Once again I sighed contentedly as, wrapping my long legs around his waist, I pulled him down into a long passionate kiss. Tommy moved slowly and gently, using long smooth thrusts that felt amazing, but after a few minutes I began to get antsy.

I'm sure this is what people referred to as making love, but to me you would have to truly love someone to want that. More importantly I have no doubt Mark had wanted to be like this to me last night and I wouldn't let him, it wouldn't be right to let Tommy have something that I wouldn't give to my brother.

Putting my hands on Tommy's chest I pushed up and said;

"Get back on your knees."

Tommy looked at me then shrugging did as I asked. Taking my legs I put them up on his shoulders then looking at him told him;

"Now lean in and fuck me baby."

"Lean?"

"Yeah baby just bend my legs back and give it to me Tommy. I need it bad, we can go nice some other time."

Tommy smiled at me;

"Damn you aren't shy at all, are you?"

My reply was a loud yelp as, once he had finished speaking Tommy lunged forward, bending my legs back and slamming his nice hard cock deep into my pussy.

"Oh fuck yeah!" I cried out as my ass came off the bed and my ankles were all but pushed behind my ears.

"Oh damn that feels good!" Tommy exclaimed as he began fucking me faster and harder.

Once again my answer was to let out a loud yelp as, now completely caught up in it, Tommy started slamming the shit out of my tight little pussy. I let my head fall back onto the pillow as I continued to let out a series of moans and whimpers as Tommy began to fuck me even faster. I wasn't the only one moaning either as Tommy began punctuating each thrust with one of his own. Apparently in addition to not being hung nearly as well, Tommy also had nowhere near my brother's control as I could already see in his face he was getting ready to cum again.

"That's right baby!" I encouraged him. "Give it to me, all of it! I want to feel ohhh yeah."

With a loud cry of his own Tommy came hard, spraying the walls of my pussy with his hot cum and becoming the only man besides my brother to ever cum inside me. On that note I added morbidly; at least willingly as Frank had done it constantly to me. I blinked that thought away as Tommy gasped giving me several more hard thrusts, each ending in another spurt of cum entering my already soaking wet pussy.

"Damn." I said dropping my legs from his shoulders. "I needed that."

"Yeah, that was unbelievable." Tommy agreed as he all but fell onto the bed next to me.

We were silent for a couple of minutes before Tommy asked;

"You tired Megan?"

"Oh yeah," I told him. I really was, but whether I could sleep or not would be another story.

"Yeah me too." He said.

Leaning forward Tommy grabbed the sheet and pulled it up to us. I rolled over to one side of the bed onto my side and closed my eyes. A moment later Tommy said;

"Hey Megan why are you way over there?"

I turned over to see Tommy lying on his back looking at me. As I watched he smiled and extended his arm to me. I smiled back and rolled over until I ended up on my side next to him with my head nestled on his chest. Tommy put his arm around my shoulders and, after kissing me sweetly on my forehead, said;

"Goodnight beautiful."

"Sweet..." I started, then picturing Mark couldn't finish. "Goodnight Tommy." Feeling bad I added; "Tonight was incredible."

"First of many I hope." Tommy replied.

I didn't answer and within a few minutes I felt his breathing change and knew he was asleep. I closed my eyes thinking I should be happy. Tonight really had been great, dinner was nice, a fun party, the kind that Tommy went to all the time, and even the sex had been pretty damn good. Hell I was even cuddling up nice and close to him, and yet all I could think of was that this was exactly how I had pictured Mark lying with Cynthia.

Despite his bad ass nature I knew Mark, like myself, sought this kind of closeness. He'd had it with Krissy and of course the two of us had enjoyed lying together even before we became lovers, so I had no doubt he would let hot little Cynthia cuddle right on up to him. As I lied there all I could see in my mind was Cynthia resting against my brother, smiling contentedly. Lying where I should be, where I wanted to be.

I woke up lying in the same position I had fallen asleep in, my head on Tommy's chest. My head was pounding and my eyes were stinging the second I opened them. The clock on the nightstand said nine and I groaned to myself, it was way too early to be awake after a night like last night. I closed my eyes again and to my dismay was instantly assaulted by the vision of Mark, being awake this early like he always was, rolling over and starting his morning inside Cynthia's more than willing pussy.

I pushed that thought from my mind and was just drifting off again, when the sound of the phone ringing two feet from my head caused me to all but fall out of the bed.

"Shit!!" Tommy exclaimed as he sat up quickly then immediately grabbed the sides of his head.

The phone rang again causing us both to wince and Tommy quickly grabbed it.

"Yeah?" He panted into it. "Who is this?"

I sat there still waiting for my heart to stop racing and watched as Tommy listened and he became excited;

"Oh hey Paul! Sorry man, it was a hell of a night last night and I wasn't awake yet." He listened again and then sounded even more excited;

"Are you kidding? That's great man I thought you'd dried up, I mean it's been weeks! So same as before? Yeah I can do that, where are you?" Tommy looked over at me and winked then spoke into the phone again.

"You're on the corner? Okay I'll come right down. No I'll come down, I have company so I want to make it quick, we'll catch up next time. Okay give me a minute."

Tommy hung up and jumping out of bed quickly slipped on a pair of jeans and tossed on a t-shirt.

"Everything okay Tommy?" I asked.

"Everything's great" He said smiling at me. "I just have to run downstairs, a friend of mine's dropping something off."

"Oh," I said then shrugged. "If you want him to come up I'll just get dressed."

Tommy turned and leaning over kissed me.

"I waited a long time to have you in my bed Megan, you aren't going anywhere."

"Well when you put it that way." I said laughing.

"I'll be right back."

Tommy stopped and removed an envelope from his bureau drawer. Before he left the bedroom he turned and, shaking his head, said;

"Damn you look good in my bed!"

I smiled and sitting back against the pillows closed my eyes to see if I could drift off again. Tommy hadn't been kidding about being quick as it was less than two minutes later when I heard him come back into the apartment. A moment later he appeared in the doorway holding a brown paper bag.

"What's that." I asked.

"You'll see." He said.

Tommy sat on the edge of the bed and as I watched removed a small mirror and a razor blade from the night stand drawer. I felt a twinge in my stomach as I began to realize what was in the bag. Sure enough Tommy reached in and, pulling out a small white packet, emptied it onto the mirror and with a practiced skill began chopping it into thin lines with the razor blade. In the back of my mind I heard my brother's voice from months ago;

"Watch out for Tommy, he deals."

"Coke." I said softly.

"Yeah." Tommy said, excitedly as removing a twenty dollar bill from the drawer he began to roll it up into a tube. "I haven't been able to score any since my regular guy moved to New York."

Finished rolling up the dollar Tommy picked the mirror up and looked at me.

"Ever try it?"

I shook my head.

"Oh well you have to then, it's..." Tommy shrugged. "I can't even describe how it makes you feel. It makes everything better"

"Yeah?" I asked, my stomach was turning and I could hear my brother's voice telling me to get the hell out of there.

"Oh yeah." Tommy said then smirking said; "Tell you what you've never had sex until you've done it on this shit."

With that Tommy put the dollar to one of the lines and quickly sniffed it up. Tommy closed his eyes then throwing back his head exclaimed;

"Damn that's good shit!"

He looked at me, he was smiling broadly and his blue eyes looked as if they were lit from within. He shook his head and let out a low whistle;

"Really good!" With that he held the mirror and dollar out to me. "Wanna give it a shot?"

I stared at it ready to say no. I had gotten in enough trouble already just from drinking. Then again Tommy really had his shit together and he did it. I frowned wondering what Mark would think. On the heels of that thought was that image of Cynthia curled up with Mark in his bed both smiling and happy. I looked up at Tommy and shrugging said;

"Hey why not, if it feels good do it, right?"

This time I didn't put the journal down, instead I reared my arm back and hurled it across the room where it crashed into the closet door so hard the binding broke and it landed in two pieces. I put my head in my hands and did what I had done so many times in those entries, and that was to sob uncontrollably. That had been the crossroads; not my realizing that I couldn't have my brother, but giving up the next day, deciding that rather than even try to fight it, as I had been, that I would just let that melancholy despair that had been plaguing me for those last few months have its way with me.

That day would lead to a decade of hell. During those ten years, I would become homeless and destitute, selling my body on street corners and in the back rooms of strip clubs. I would steal from my parents as well as my brother. I repeatedly broke the hearts of the people who loved me, forcing my father to turn his back on me, and driving my mother to the brink of a nervous breakdown. Worst of all in the end my addiction had done the unthinkable and had driven my brother and I against each other, and not just arguing but physically hurting each other pushing Mark to...

"No! No! No!" I cried into my hands.

I would not go down that road. I wouldn't let Mark do it earlier today and I wouldn't do it now. We would never bring that time up again. Slowly I began to get control of myself, I wasn't that person anymore. I was beautiful, talented, successful and most importantly abstinent. I couldn't change the past, but I could control the present and right now I was all those things as well as a good daughter who had done her best to make amends for her past. I was also a better sister; comforting Mark through the heartache of Samantha and giving to, rather than just taking from him.

That was until I had broken his heart Saturday night. At that thought I put my head up and tried to clear my head. That was the most important thing right now. I had spent years wallowing in self pity and thinking of only myself. Now I needed to think about Mark, and where I stood with him. I knew I loved him, the question was how did I love him? Did I even know? For six years I had sought love and never found it. Laura had loved me but I couldn't love her back.

What if I just didn't have it in me? What if my brother's heart would just be another for me to break? We had never crossed that line so things had always been the same between us. No that wasn't true, since I had been sober we had never been closer, what if we took the step and it backfired, what would our relationship be like after that? I took a deep breath and forced myself to lie down. I had only until Tuesday night to try to figure it out. I couldn't go home without giving Mark an answer.

After reading my journal I realized I had been in love with Mark back when I was twenty one and had never told him. Now all these years later it was my brother who was in love and, as usual, unlike myself Mark had tried to take what he wanted, showing me how much he loved me, not just showing me, but telling me. As I closed my eyes and tried to clear my mind I could see Mark's beautiful greenish gold eyes before me. Twenty years after that Saturday morning in my bedroom when I had first felt something between us, those same green eyes had looked into mine when Mark had said;

"I really love you Megan. I love you so much."

When he had spoken those words my questions had been how and when. Now after reading that journal and knowing there was far worse in it than what I had seen last night, the real question about Mark's love for me became;

Why?

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Author's note: Warning this note is a bit long but covers a lot of what will be coming up for Megan and her beautiful little brother Mark.

This chapter ends part 2 of Siblings with Benefits. Now, before I get into what to expect from part three I have a few announcements.

First off, as always, a heartfelt thank you to all of you who continue to read, comment, and vote. Over the last dozen or so chapters my views and votes have been remarkably consistent so at this point I feel I am truly speaking to my "core" audience.

Now for what we will find out in part 3; We will learn how Megan's engagement with Tommy ended, what happened between Mark and Megan on that night they are never supposed to bring up, why Doug now hates Mark, the event that finally led to Megan becoming sober for good, and of course that minor detail about will Megan accept the offer of Mark's love.

I have gotten many compliments about my depth of characters and attention to detail; I hope to continue that in Part 3. I also have been flattered by the fact that people are following this as a story rather than just the erotic aspects. For those of you who feel this way you should very much enjoy part 3.

Something that needs to be said about the next part is that SWB was not my first project. Mark and Megan along with Alex Warner (who will play a part in part 3) Allison Saunders (Almost Perfect, Breaking of Allison 1,2 Alex is also in Breaking part 1) and Abigail Lefay (Samhain) were all created as a part of "The Group" Mark has referred to. The project was much more involved than I anticipated and I had just begun writing so I decided to spin a tale around my 2 favorites; "The Dark Prince" Mark Phillips and his nasty girl sister Megan. The reason I mention this is that the ending of SWB is going to segue into my next project which will feature this "group". Because of this the story will become a little bit involved and will feature a story of blackmail and betrayal that could ultimately affect the future of Mark and Megan.

Now for those of you who have become curious about this "group" I urge you to read Breaking of Allison 1&2 they feature Mark without Megan in the roll of an established member of the group initiating a new member. The first chapter contains some details about the group. It falls into the BDSM category and you can find the links on my stories page.

In the meantime while you wait a couple of weeks for chapter 24 I will not leave you empty handed. Within a few days of you reading this I will be releasing the 5 chapter series Siblings with Benefits Lex Talionis. What is Lex Talionis? Well another name could easily be "Mark's tale." So far except for chapters 4-7 when Mark retells he and Megan's first weekend together as lovers everything has been from Megan's point of view. All we know of Mark is what she tells us. Lex is the tale of Mark at the age of twenty one (2 years after the flashbacks you have just read) when he runs into Max the foster father who beat him for years. The series will be from Mark's POV and will reveal a lot about him. The series is dark as you well know and Megan is always coming back to her painful memories of her past, in this story we will get a lot of Mark's past horror's and a bit of the story of his childhood.

This series will feature a very different Mark than the one who is pretty much a welcome mat for his sister. (Understand where he is Megan's strength she is definitely his weakness.) In this story Megan has fallen deeper into drugs and is not always around taking trips to New York where she stays for weeks at a time. Mark is left on his own, and is a bit of a wild child "Taking what he wants" Megan is not in the first chapter but will be in most. I will still submit in incest category to avoid drama from the sensitive types.

In addition to his ultimate confrontation with Max the story will feature how different his relationship with his sister is and some of the things she puts him through. The most important aspect of Lex and the reason it will come out before part three starts is the role Alex Warner plays in the end of it and most importantly a startling revelation about Mark himself; the secret that he kept even from his sister; that he is very much like his father. I have "hinted" in previous chapters that Mark "goes away" in his head and according to Megan has a "complicated mind" and is also on medication (chapter 9). This story will provide the answer to those hints. (Okay for those of you who want a real clue, go back to Ch 17 and Mark's fight with Jack. The answer should be right in front of you if you think about it hard enough.)

Now Lex was written a year ago all I have done recently is add the FindNovel.net as I did not intend my first version for a sex site. So for those of you eager for the final conclusion of SWB "lex" is not stalling it has been planned all along. I will be submitting the chapters 2 days apart so you can read start to finish in a span of two weeks. Once it concludes Chapter 24 will come out and we will get the show rolling towards the ultimate conclusion of Siblings with Benefits.