The feelings and memories on which the story is based are real, while the scene itself is not. I’d love to know what you think of this piece. *****... The setting sun outlines her stunning figure. God she drives me crazy. The way she moves, the way she talks, everything. She’s so beautiful standing there – wait, is she shaking? She’s crying. All my thoughts of exactly how I want to devour her are gone, no longer relevant. She needs me now. I approach her. She’s borderline hysterical. She was. I was King Shit. Well, I was until I got to the bathroom to drain Kong anyway. Kong was a little sore when I shook him off but he was taking it like a man. I sidled from the john to the sink to brush my fangs. When I looked in the mirror I recoiled in horror. Recoiled because I had a zit on the end of my nose as big as Mount Vesuvius. I shit you not; it looked as if my nose was growing a nose. Even worse, the growth didn't even have a head so I could squeeze it. I brushed, showered and ate. I’m not even gay, but my condition doesn’t care - when I gotta get off, I gotta get off.Of course, nothing beats feeling my brother’s cock inside me. It’s the reason I was born.“You know my type...” he said, and I nodded. I know everything about my brother’s sexual requirements.Everything.“ ... and look, I’m worried that your tits just aren’t big enough to satisfy me.”I looked down in dismay. He wasn’t wrong - I was such a stupid slut that I hadn’t even inherited Mom’s massive boobs. I made a. Tumultuous.She was horrified at herself for waiting for him stark naked.She was amazed that both her mouth and her pussy were soaking wet.She had no idea what she was going to say to Bobby when he showed up.She didn't need to say anything. Bobby had been hoping to be with Sally again. He couldn't get those fat, juicy pussy lips out of his mind. Prudence had tasted wonderful. He was sure Sally would too. When he got to the room he simply started undressing, looking at her naked body as she stood.