Although Elsie had given Kitty some money from the cookie jar, Kitty was afraid to walk to the center of town and look for a place to stay. The chance that she might run into Buster again and have to explain herself with more lies was just too great. However, actually knocking on the door of Glenrock Street was an even scarier thought.
She stood there at wit's end in front of the house. Suddenly, Kitty was caught in the glare of a pair of headlights from a car that had just swung around the corner.
"B-Buster!" she moaned. "He's here again. What'll I do?"
If she took off like a thief in the night, she thought, Buster, being a cop, would surely chase her. So she decided to hold her ground and just pray that she didn't run out of lies.
However, when the driver braked to a stop, Kitty saw it wasn't a patrol car. A high-school aged boy leaned out the car window and blearily gave Kitty a once-over.
"Man, I gotta lay off the beer!" he said thickly. "Drank so much tonight that I'm starting to see things. Look at that chick, just standing there like she's waiting for me to lump her!"
Kitty could have easily fled into the night, but something made her stay. The moon had just bathed the boy's face in light, and there was something eerily familiar about him. It was as if Kitty had known him all her life, without ever having seen him before.
He also stared at her. He got out of his car, then warily approached the strange girl he'd found on the street.
"Hey," he said to her in a kind of hush, "maybe drinking so much damned beer's got me a little out of wack… but I could swear I know you from somewhere. Do I?"
"Maybe," Kitty answered. Then, motioning toward the house, she added, "You live here, don't you?"
"Yeah, I'm Andy Branch," he said. "And you?"
"I-I'm not sure just who I am!" she muttered.
Shaking his head, Andy Branch sighed. "Wow, now I really know I drank too much beer tonight. Come home and find a foxy chick waiting for me, and she doesn't even have a name. Like she just stepped out of a dream. No way this can actually be happening! Have to be freaking out!"
Kitty had the desperate idea that if she let him get away she'd be losing a part of herself. For what she recognized in his face and his last name added up to the striking possibility that Andy Branch was her brother!
"Help me!" she blurted out.
"H-how?" he stuttered, the urgency in her voice sobering him.
Kitty pleaded, "I need a place to stay. Can you… could you… do anything?"
Andy thought it over. Then, with the beer seeming to take over, his boyish face was creased by a lopsided grin.
"Sure, maybe I can give you a place to crash. My room's out in back, away from the rest of the house, so nobody's have to know," Andy said. "Just depends, that's all."
"Depends on what?" Kitty warily asked.
"On what's in it for me!" Andy smirked. "Know what I mean?"
Kitty did. She realized there was no point in her trying to pretend otherwise.
"I'll have to let you fuck me, is that it?" Kitty asked.
"Like my dad says, there's nothing for free in this world," Andy Branch said, his grin turn big wolfish. "So that's my offer. Take it or leave it!"
Kitty didn't see how she had any other choice but to go along. But, at the same time, now that Andy had shown his true colors, she couldn't resist rocking him back on his heels some. If he were going to take advantage of her, at least she'd let him know she could hold her own.
So she braced herself and bluntly said, "Okay, I'll let you fuck me. Just one thing… you'd sure as hell better have a big cock!"
It took Andy by surprise and he sputtered. But then, when he broke out laughing, Kitty couldn't tell whether it was nerves, or she'd caught him off balance.
His cock wasn't quite as big as his cousin Buster's. However how much beer he'd had, there was no effect between his legs. When he got Kitty into his room and stripped off his jeans, the hard-on he showed her was like a stallion's.
"Big enough for you?" he asked, once his rigid fuck-tool was on display.
"Mmmmm-hmmmm," Kitty said, instantly aroused, in spite of the sleazy bargain that had put her in such a position. She didn't see how any girl could help but be aroused.
"So now it's your turn to show me what you've got for me," Andy Branch said. "And it better be good!"
"I don't think you'll have any complaints," Kitty predicted, her confidence mounting, along with her arousal.
She went to Andy's bed and stretched out on it, still fully dressed. After bouncing her ass on the mattress a few times, she went to work on her shirt. When her tits spilled from her bra and fell free, she flicked her nipples to show how hard they were.
"Well, how do you like me so far?" she asked.
"So far, so good!" Andy said. "Now, what about the rest?"
"Ah, yes, my cunt," Kitty said, bluntly naming the object of his curiosity. "I'm proudest of my cunt! Bet you've never seen another one like it – at least, not on a girl your own age!"
Proud of his reputation as a stud, Andy snapped, "Hey, I get around! Plenty! Been getting laid since junior high!"
"So the cunts have been getting hairier for you every year, huh?" Kitty asked saucily, expertly setting up the surprise she had in store for Andy.
"Well, shit, I don't fuck any chick who's not old enough to know what it's all about!" Andy said, a defensive tone creeping into his voice.
"Then that must mean," Kitty purred, "you must not have been fucking anything that looks like this!"
She pulled down both her jeans and panties with one yank, kicking them away. Then, grinning, she dazzled Andy with her bald cunt.
"Yep!" she said. "Not a hair on it! No one ever had a smoother cunt… the kind you're too uptight to fuck!"
Andy steadied himself and finally said, "Cute, very cute. Now I suppose you think I'm gonna fall all over myself to fuck your hairless, damned pussy!"
"You're only human, aren't you?" Kitty teased.
"Don't be so sure of that," Andy warned.
"Then you must be gay!" taunted Kitty.
"Or maybe an animal, when some bitch staffs thinking she can make me jump through hoops!" Andy fired back.
"Talk is cheap, sonny boy!"
"You're really asking for it, bitch!"
"Then prove you have the balls to give it to me," Kitty said.
He took the bait, rushing the bed. He pounced on top of Kitty. He had her legs in his grasp, jack-knifing them all the way over her head. That forced her ass up with her ass-cheeks apart. It wasn't only Kitty's bald cunt Andy was looking at now. There was also her shit-hole a notch away, which the razor had missed.
"Didn't get around to shaving yourself all the way back here, did you, bitch?" he hissed. "Still kinda hairy where you shit, aren't you? Not a whole lot, just enough so you forgot about it. But enough for this!"
Andy grabbed a hold of the wispy strands of hair swirling around Kitty's unshaved asshole and gave them a painful tug. She screamed, feeling the pain like it was a sharp knife.
"Yeah, I'm no baby-fucking freak! I want the fuck-holes I ball to look like they belong to a real woman, not some damned little girl!" Andy hissed. "Good thing you got one, after all, otherwise you just might've wound up back on the street where I found you!"
Kitty gulped. "You mean…"
"Nothing but, bitch!"
Kitty felt Andy's cock-head mash against the dent of her shifter. There was no way she could stop him. He was going to fuck her in the ass. After having lost her cherry back on the farm, here she was, a virgin all over again. And scared to death.
Andy didn't take the plunge, still chuckling at Kitty. "For some damned reason, I just started feeling generous. Willing to wait long enough to let you go ahead and make it a little bit easier on yourself."
"H-how's that?" Kitty asked.
"Spit."
"Wh-what?"
"On your hand… aw, you dumb bitch, I'll even do it for you!"
Grabbing Kitty's wrist, Andy sucked her fingers until they were dripping wet.
"Now, rub that mess all over my prick," he said. "Go ahead… get my cock nice 'n' slippery so I won't rip you in two when I start fucking your ass!"
Kitty took a deep breath and did as she was told. Once she had her slender fingers around Andy's cock, moistly stroking his long, and thick prick-shaft, she was hooked on taking every inch of it up her ass.
While she gave him the spit-slicked hand-job, Kitty was face to face with Andy. And what she saw there was too convincing not to believe in. If she were a boy, Kitty knew in her soul that was what she'd look like.
And, at the same time, Andy was also closely studying her face. He'd said out in the street that there was something he recognized about her, but now in the light, so close, exactly what it was about her looks finally struck him with full force.
"I know what it is about you!" he suddenly blurted. "Wherever you came from… whoever you are… damn, if you couldn't pass for my own sister, if I had one!"
Now that it had occurred to him, Andy seemed to be almost slipping into a trance. So distracted was he that Kitty felt his cock soften in her grasp. If she didn't hurry and light a fresh fire under him, she thought, he just might lose his hard-on completely and not be able to get it back up to fuck her cherry ass.
Kitty urgently said, "Andy, if you did have a sister and she was horny for your big cock, wouldn't you fuck her?"
"Dunno what I'd do," Andy admitted. "It's always been just me and my big brother, Greg. Just us guys growing up together."
Kitty gambled again, testing the odds even more. "Bet if you did have a horny sister, Greg fucked her if you didn't get there first. Is that what you'd want to happen?"
"He always beats me to everything," Andy muttered. "The chick I lost my cherry to? Damn, when I was through fucking her if she didn't tell me I was almost as good as my big brother!"
"He can't beat you to me," Kitty coaxed. "Not if you go ahead and fuck my ass now!"
Her hand jerked Andy's prick for emphasis. His cock stiffened in response.
"I'm a virgin in my ass," Kitty said steamily. "As cherry where I shit as any boy's sister ought to be for him. You be the first, Andy, the first one to fuck me there!"
"But, Jesus!" Andy gulped, remembering something. "I still don't even know your name!"
Kitty went for the kill, at her most seductive as she suggested, "Make it easy on yourself and just call me Sis."
In a daze, Andy tried it on for size. "Okay… Sis."
Playing it for all she was worth, Kitty cooed, "And what're you gonna do to me, brother dear?"
"F-fuck you!" Andy sputtered, then finished in a rush. "Fuck you in the ass, Sis!"
"Then put it into me, stud! Every inch of your cock up my ass to your balls, so your little sister won't be cherry where she shits anymore!"
Andy was sold. His crotch bucking, he toot the plunge. And with her asshole abruptly jammed with all that surging cock, Kitty was instantly thrilled by how good it hurt.
"Already!" she cried as the combined forces of pain and pleasure overwhelmed her. "I'm cumming!"
"Yeah, Sis, yeah!" Andy groaned, totally under the incestuous spell that Kitty had cast over him. "Cum for me, Sis, cum for me while I fuck your ass!"
"Then keep me cumming, stud!" urged Kitty. "Now that I've started, you won't let me stop if you're half the stud my own brother ought to be!"
Andy was up to the task. He turned his attention to her shaved cunt that he'd passed up in favor of ass-fucking kitty. Into her pussy his fingers dug. Pussy-juice ran down his arm as he began to rhythmically pump to its depths.
"Now your thumb, your thumb!" Kitty cried. "Press it as hard as you can against my clit!"
Andy found her clit and mashed it. That put orgasmic springs in Kitty's loins. Andy's fingers in her pussy and his prick in her ass got even more tugging and hauling from her fuck-holes.
"Man, oh, man! Now I can feel what I'm doing to your cunt with my cock in your ass!" Andy reported. "Feels almost like I'm jacking myself off through your pussy at the same time I ass-fuck you, Sis!"
"Then keep it up!" Kitty moaned. "Keep it up and pretty soon you'll be cumming, too!"
"That mean you're ready for my jizz, Sis?" Andy anxiously asked.
"As soon as you can shoot it, stud! Give it to me as hot and sticky and quick as you can!"
"How about," Andy whispered, "right now, Sis?"
"Perfect!"
"You got it, Sis!"
His jizz primed to erupt, Andy did something remarkable. Through the thin wall between Kitty's finger-fucked pussy and her ass, he actually managed to get a brief grip on his assfucking prick. Just enough for only one slippery stroke, but it was all he needed to pull the trigger on the creamiest load of jizz he'd ever shot.
"Oh, it's fantastic… fabulous!" Kitty squealed. "I've never felt so full of anything as my ass is now with your cock and cum!"
Andy couldn't answer. He as too delirious with pleasure. When his sticky fingers limply slithered from Kitty's cunt. His body sagged like a rag dolls, and the end for him was very near.
"Oh, shit!" he moaned. "I can't hang on anymore. Feel like I'm falling… falling…"
In the narrow channel of Kitty's asshole, Andy's cock abruptly shrank away. And that was his final link to her body, the last thing holding him upright. He pitched over backward and landed like a knocked out boxer on the bed. He was out cold.
"Andy… Andy?" Kitty asked with concern.
Jumping up to get a better look, she saw that he was grinning. She knew anybody that happy even though he'd passed out was going to be just fine. So, having the room to herself, Kitty decided to look around.
Dripping cum from her fucked ass, she left the bed and went to Andy's dresser. On it she found something which took her breath away as surely as a cock up her ass. A family picture. Andy's family.
As she studied it, Kitty was certain that it was her family, too. At the center of the photograph was the man who must be her real father, she thought.
"Daddy," she said to the picture. "Daddy… Daddy… Daddy. I can hardly wait to finally meet you. Yes, Daddy, one way or another, I'm here to stay!"
Having made the decision to go for broke, Kitty crawled into bed with her brother and slept as much as she could while waiting for what morning would bring.