Was It The "Wrong" Number? Ch. 01

It was early June, 1992. I was lying on my bed at my mom's house, reading a Tom Clancy book, waiting to go to work. I was working in a local meat market as a butcher, saving money for college that fall. I was just getting to the climactic scene where the two submarines collided underwater, when my telephone rang. My mom had gotten me a second line when I was a freshman in high school, so that I didn't tie up her phone talking to my friends and girls.

I set my book aside and rolled out of bed. I grabbed my cordless phone, and noticed the caller ID registered as "Unlisted". Probably a stupid telemarketer. Those calls had increased recently.

"Hello," I said.

"Oh, hi!" Said a female voice. "I didn't know if I had the right number or not."

"Who were you trying to call?" I asked.

"I think Bryan. Are you Bryan?" She replied.

"No, I'm not."

"Who are you then," she asked.

"My name is Brad. Where did you get my number?" I asked.

"I don't really remember. I just had it and I thought I'd try to call it." She explained.

"That's kind of weird, don't you think? Who are you?" I asked.

"I'm Kami." She said.

"Where you from Kami?"

"I'm from the west side of town. How about you?"

"The west side. Out near Burlington." I said.

"Oh, you're close then." She laughed.

"I guess so. You don't know where you got my number?" I persisted.

"No, I must have misdialed it or something." She rattled off the number she had intended to dial. It was wrong by one number.

"The 3 you should have dialed was a 2 actually."

"Oh, I see. Well, I'm talking to you now. Is that okay?" She said.

"Yeah, I guess so." I looked at the clock, I still had about 30 minutes before I needed to be at work.

"Good. I like talking to new people." She said.

"Yeah, it's fun. How old are you? Where do you go to school?"

"I'm 19. I graduated from Oak Mount High. I go to school at Ridgedale University now."

Damn, I thought. She must be a rich girl. Those were expensive private schools. I was going to the cheaper state school in the fall.

"Nice. Your family must have some money." I said.

She laughed, "Yeah, a little bit. What about you? What's your story?"

"I'm 18, I'm going to State in the fall."

"Oh, okay. That's nice, too. What do you want to major in? I'm still undecided."

"Hopefully engineering. My dad was an engineer and I hope to follow in his footsteps."

"That's cool. My daddy is surgeon. I don't plan on following in his footsteps, though!"

"Haha," I laughed. "That does sound pretty intense."

"Yeah it is. He seems to enjoy it. So, what are you doing over there?" She asked.

"Well, before the phone rang, I was just reading. Now I'm talking to a complete stranger."

"I'm not a complete stranger, now. We've been talking for like 5 minutes or so!" She laughed. I was thinking how funny it was that she misdialed my number and now were just chatting away. We talked about our interests. She said she playing soccer for Ridgedale.

"That's awesome." I said.

"Yeah, it's fun. We had a great season."

"I saw that in the papers." I replied.

"So, you dating anyone?" She asked.

"No. Not really, you?" I replied.

"No, I don't have a 'real' boyfriend." She said. I wondered why she had put the emphasis on 'real'.

"Oh, okay. So, what's going on at your house this morning?" I asked.

"Um, do you want to know the truth?" She asked, playfully.

"Yeah, of course I do." I laughed, wondering what she was up to.

"I'm rubbing my pussy." She replied simply.

"What? Are you serious?" I gasped.

"Yes. I got it waxed this morning and it's really smooth."

"Damn. I can't believe this." I said.

"Why?" She asked.

"You just called me randomly and then you tell me you're rubbing her pussy."

"I love rubbing it. It feels really good."

I was perplexed to say the least.

"So, you seriously just misdialed my number?" I suddenly wondered if some of my buddies weren't playing a trick on me.

"Yeah. I swear." She replied.

"That's just crazy. Look, I gotta go to work soon. Can I maybe call you tonight?" I said. This seemed to be too good to be true.

"When do you get off work?" She asked.

"At 8."

"I'll call you. Daddy doesn't like boys calling the house." She said.

"Uh, Okay, I guess."

"I'll talk to you then. Bye." She said.

I hung up the phone and shook my head. What the fuck, I thought.

I grabbed my truck keys and headed to the front door. I saw that my mom had packed me a lunch before she left work. I'd have to remind her, again, that I could do those things myself. She'd worked 60-70 hours a week as a nurse since my father died in a car accident when I was in middle school. She did enough as it was.

I drove to the meat market and walked in. As was usual on Wednesdays, it was just me and Lloyd working. Our busy days were Thursday through Sunday, when we'd we have 5 people working. My days off were Monday and Tuesday.

Lloyd was big, burly and the prototypical dirty old man. He could tell jokes with the best of them and loved porno movies. I knew he'd love to hear about my morning phone call. After we'd finished stocking the meat counter, he paused long enough to smoke a cigarette. I told him what had happened while he smoked.

"Damn, kid! She told you she was rubbing her honey pot and you still came into work? If a girl had told me that when I was your age, I'd have called in sick for a week." He laughed.

"I don't know, it just seems weird, man." I admitted.

"Weird, hell. That's how a lot of good porno movies start." He joked.

"It's probably how a lot of horror movies start too, though," I laughed.

"I think you need to see what that's all about. The only thing you'll regret on your deathbed is missed chances!" He slapped me on the back and we got back to work. He left at 5 leaving me to clean and sterilize all the equipment. I'd done it all countless times, so it left me plenty of time to think. Maybe Lloyd was right. Maybe I should just play along and see where it led. Wouldn't hurt anything, right?

I made it home about 8:15. There was a note on the fridge door from Mom. The hospital was shorthanded and she had gone back in to help. She said she'd be home around 9. Damn, that was after a 12-hour shift! She was working too much. When she stopped for 5 minutes, she usually collapsed from exhaustion. The fact that I had a full academic scholarship didn't seem to help. She still thought she needed to work herself senseless to support me. I didn't realize it at the time, she only did it because she hadn't been able to cope with my dad's passing.

I fixed myself a sandwich and a glass of milk and before waking back to my bedroom. Just as I turned the door knob, my phone began to ring. I quickly picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hi, sexy. How was work?" It was Kami.

"Okay, how was your day?" I asked.

"It was good, but I'm still really horny." She replied.

"Is that so?" I said. I was hoping she and I could have a little phone fun since I was home alone.

"Yes, it is. My pussy is on fire. I've fucked three different guys today, but I could really use a 4th." She cooed.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I asked incredulously.

"No, I'm not. I love cock. I can't get enough of it." She said.

"Shit! Did you know these guys, or were they strangers?"

"No, I know them. Very well in fact. They're my regular guys."

"Wow, lucky them, I guess."

"It could be lucky you, too. You could join them. I wouldn't't complain."

"They did you all at the same time? They just line up and fuck you?" I asked.

"Yeah, pretty much. I love getting fucked. If I'm lucky, they can keep going for a couple hours."

"Jesus. I've never even thought about stuff like that."

"No? That's a shame. It's really hot." She asked. "My pussy is just full of their cum right now. I keep fingering myself and licking my fingers."

I didn't know if I should be revolted or turned on.

"Who are these guys? People you go to school with?" I asked.

"Two of them I go to school with." She paused. "The third is my twin brother."

"You're fucking your own brother?" I gasped.

"Yeah. I am." She said, without a trace of shame.

"Damn, Kami. I don't know you from anyone and you just tell me something like that?" I said.

"So? I'm not ashamed. It's wonderful." She said.

"He's your brother for Christ's sake."

"I don't care. He fucks me really good and makes me feel great. His friends, too."

"This is really fucked up." I admitted.

"No, it's not. You just don't understand."

I couldn't agree with her more. I didn't understand.

"So, how big is your cock?" She asked, breaking my train of thought.

"I don't know, I haven't had any complaints." I lied. Truth was, I'd only ever got to put in a girl once, after prom. She said it was too big and I was hurting her. So, I stopped.

"Measure it for me." She ordered.

"Right now?" I asked.

"Yeah, do it for me. I bet you have a nice big cock."

I walked into my mom's hobby room where she had her sewing stuff. I looked around and found a tailor's tape.

"Are you nice and hard," Kami asked.

"No, not all the way." I admitted.

"Then just think about fucking my wet pussy after I deep throat your big cock. My daddy says I'm the best cocksucker."

Jesus, I thought to myself. This was all just insane. Even more so, was my own reaction. The thought of her fucking her brother and sucking her dad's cock was no longer as revolting. My cock swelled up to full erection. I couldn't imagine how dirty this chick could be.

"I'm really hard now." I used the tape and measured the length. "Looks about 8 and 3/4."

"Oh wow! You have a really big one. How big around?" I measured the circumference at the base.

"A little over 6 inches." I said a little smugly. I knew I had been lucky in that department, even if my only time had been a failure.

"Damn, I want to play with you. Is it really veiny too?" She asked.

"Yeah. It is."

"Can you come over tomorrow?" She replied.

"No, I work every day until Monday." I said. Things were moving pretty fast and I was letting my cock do all the thinking.

"Oh, wow. That sucks. I really want that cock. You want to jerk off for me? I bet you've got a really big load."

"Yeah, I do." I had walked back to my room and stripped off my clothes. I dug in my dresser and got my jar of Vaseline.

"Mmmm wow. I love it. I'm picturing you jerking that big dick for me." She purred. "Hey, you want to talk to my brother?"

"Uh, sure, I guess." I said. I was suddenly uncomfortable.

"Hey man, I'm David." I heard him say.

"Hey, I'm Brad." I replied. I was working my greasy hand up and down my cock. I had to ask the obvious. "Man, are you seriously her brother?"

"Yep, her twin. I'm five minutes older than her."

"You really fuck her?" I asked, still not completely sure.

"Oh, yeah. It's fucking great, man. She just loves to fuck. My friends and I took turns on her for over 2 hours today." He said, chuckling.

"Damn." I muttered.

"Yeah, dude. You need to get you some of it. We could use the help. We can't keep up with her!!"

"Man, I bet so." I replied. On the other end of the line, I was shaking my head in disbelief.

"Oh, that's it, Kami." David moaned.

"What's she doing?" I asked.

"Sucking my cock." He said.

If it was possible, it felt as if my own cock swelled even more. I couldn't believe I was listening to this.

"Damn, she really knows how to suck a cock, man."

"Wow." I muttered. I was in disbelief as I laid there listening to him moan as she sucked him.

"Here, you talk to Kami. I'm going to eat her pussy."

"Oh, hi again. Yeah, David, right there. He's so good at eating pussy. He loves it when it's all nasty and full of cum. You having a good stroke over there listening to us?"

"Yeah," I muttered.

"I bet. I wish I was sucking it right now, while he eats me. You're so big. Bigger than Daddy."

"You're all so nasty!" I replied.

"We love it though. You should come over next week. We could have some fun. I know my mom would love to meet you."

"Your Mom, too?" I asked.

"Yeah, her too. She loves young, hard cock."

"Wow." I couldn't imagine a family like this. Sister and brother. Dad and daughter. Son and mother. My own mom was still very pretty, and admirably sexy, but I couldn't imagine having sex with her.

"Yeah, it's so much fun. Every family should be like ours." She groaned. I assumed David was still giving her a really good licking.

"He's gonna fuck me now. Just listen to us. I'll let you know when I'm about to cum. I want you to cum with us." She ordered.

"Okay," I replied. I hoped it wouldn't take her long, as I was about to pop. I slowed down and listened to the sounds of them fucking. I wished I was there to watch his hard dick slamming in his sister's wet cunt.

I had to slow my stroking even further, when they started talking about fucking around with me. David said he wanted to suck my cock with her. I had never messed around with a guy or even thought about it, but the thought of the two of them sucking my cock really turned me on.

I heard a rustling as she picked up the phone. "Are you ready?"

"Yes I am." I resumed a fast stroke.

"Oh, he's fucking me so good. Oh, David. I'm coming." I heard David groan in the background. My own cock spurted in near unison, splattering cum across my belly and chest. I couldn't remember a time when I had shot such a big load.

"Oh, wow. That was great. I can't wait get it on with you." Kami said.

"Yeah, neither can I." I agreed.

"We better go. We'll talk to you later." She hung up the phone. I got out of bed and wiped my chest off with a t-shirt. I decided to take a shower and make some dinner for my mom.

After I had dinner with Mom, I was lying in bed, thinking of all that I had heard that day. Did I really want to get involved with these people? They sounded like total freaks, but the thought of what they told me really turned me on. I couldn't deny that. But what if they were leading me on? What if they were axe murderers or something? I smiled to myself. They would certainly be rich axe murders if they were telling me the truth about where they'd gone to school.

I suddenly thought of something, so I picked up the phone and dialed a friend of mine, Derek. He had graduated with me, but his step sister, Stacey went to Oak Mount.

"Hey man, what are you up to? How's summer treating you?" He asked.

"Pretty good. How about you?" I answered.

"Pretty fair, working at the water park trying to keep the kids from drowning. What made you call?" He asked.

I obliquely explained the random phone call I had got. "She seems like a cool chick. I was just wondering if Stacey knew her."

"I'll check, man. Be right back." I waited as he went to ask his sister.

"Yeah, she knows her. Stace said she was a pretty cool chick. She's got a twin brother. Her dad's a doctor and her mom is an attorney." He said when he returned.

"Ok, cool. Tell her thanks a bunch." I replied.

"No problemo. Don't be a stranger this summer. We should get together and drink a few brewskies before we leave for college."

"Yeah we should do that. Later man." I said.

"Later."

Well at least I knew that part of this crazy story was true.

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I had just fallen asleep when my phone rang. I reached for it and there was a number I didn't recognize. I was tempted to let it ring, but after what had already happened that day, I thought I should.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hello, this is Richard." The man on the other end replied.

"Richard, who?"

"Kami and David's father." He said sternly. Holy shit, I thought. I sat upright in bed.

"Oh, okay. Hello." I said.

"Kami told me tonight that you had been talking to her and David."

"Yes sir, I have. I mean she just randomly called me this morning."

"Yes, I understand. She explained all that. The reason I'm calling is, what happens in our house is private. It's not anyone else's business."

"Yes sir. I mean, I didn't ask. They just told me." I said.

"I realize that. What I'm telling you, is that you will not talk to anyone else about this, am I clear?"

"Yes, sir. Very clear." I said solemnly.

"Good, I was hoping you would understand. I would like to meet you tomorrow. Kami said you work in the afternoons. Why don't you come to my office?" He said. His tone had softened.

"Uh, yes sir. When and where?"

"My office is at Parklane Hospital." He replied. That was the same hospital my mom worked at. "Come in early. I'll be there by 6:30. You can park in the staff lot. I've already notified security."

"Yes sir. I'll be there." Damn I thought. I wondered if I should go. What did he want to meet me for? To threaten me to never tell anyone? I felt he had already been pretty clear about keeping it to myself.

"Good. I'll see you then." His tone was more friendly. I heard the phone click off as he hung up...