PR-3259 Loving Hot Family by Harry Stevens Stevie Winslow dragged into the house, his book-bag feeling like it weighed a ton. Or maybe it was just the whole world seeming to be on his narrow shoulders. He was down, really down. And as is so often the case for a boy his age, a girl who looked like an angel but turned out to be a bitch was the reason. "She didn't have to laugh at me when I asked for a date," Stevie recalled, feeling totally rejected. He should've known better, he guessed. No chick who was really sharp would want to have anything to do with him. They all thought he was a wimp, and when he was as down on himself as this he really couldn't blame them. Skinny, short, freckle-faced and needing glasses to see anything, Stevie Winslow knew full well that he looked like everybody's kid brother instead of the stud he wanted to be. "Damn, I hate myself sometimes," he sputtered, recklessly flinging his glasses away as a symbol of his frustration. Almost immediately Stevie regretted his rash action. For without his glasses he was practically blind, and now he had to stumble around to try and find them. He could be here all afternoon crawling around on his hands and knees. "Looking for something?" Amy then called from the hall. "My glasses, Sis," Stevie said. "Sure glad you turned out to be here. My glasses, uh, fell off ... when I, uh, tripped." "Oh, and I thought you lost your temper because of Sandi Bacon," Amy chuckled, naming the girl who'd dumped on Stevie at school. "Okay, Sis, so what about it?" Stevie grumbled. "Just help me find my glasses, that's all." "I already picked them up," Amy revealed. "You threw them so far I could've caught them out of the air if I'd gotten here a little quicker. Quite an arm you've got on you there, kiddo." "Just hand 'em over, Sis." "Not unless you're ready to make a trade. I want a little information," Amy said. "About Sandi Bacon and you." "I'd rather go blind!" "Aw, c'mon! It'll make you feel better to talk about it," Amy replied, her tone turning soothingly sincere. "Promise that I won't make fun of you. There's just a few things I'd like to know, that's all. Strictly between the two of us." Reluctantly, Stevie agreed to go along, groping his way to the nearest chair. He was so helpless without his glasses that his sister was nothing more than a blur. "All right, Sis, let's get this crap over with so I can see again," he said impatiently, speaking in her general direction. "What do you wanna know about that damned Sandi Bacon and me?" Her voice as soft as her question was blunt, Amy asked, "Does she turn you on, Stevie? "I--I thought you weren't going to make fun of me!" he stammered. "I'm not making fun, I'm serious," Amy evenly said. "Has she ever given you a hard-on?" Stevie was now stunned speechless. "Would you," Amy calmly continued, "like to fuck her? The truth was, of course, that Stevie was aching to fuck just about anybody who'd put out for him. Just as the truth was that so far this had never been even close to happening. But telling this to his own sister was something couldn't imagine doing. Amy, however, had no problem reading his mind. "You're still cherry, aren't you, Stevie?" Even without his glasses, Stevie thought he could see the red glow from his blushing face reflecting into his blinking eyes. Then he heard his sister's footsteps moving closer to him, like she was cornering him. But Amy's tone was genuinely sympathetic. "Sorry you struck out with Sandi, Stevie, but you're not the only one. She's just a prick-teaser at best. A date with her would have been worse than being turned down because she'd have left you so frustrated. No, if you want to lose your cherry you'll have to find somebody else." Then Amy paused, as Stevie started to squirm. He wouldn't have believed it of his own sister, but the things she was saying were starting to make the blood that had reddened his face start flowing directly to his twitching crotch. "Maybe I can help you," Amy purred. Somehow recovering his voice, Stevie gulped, "H--help me do what, Sis?" "What else?" he was told with no nonsense. "Get laid." "B--by who?" he gasped. "Would it make that much difference?" Amy asked somewhere in front of him. "As long as she was pretty and nice? And just as horny for you as you are for her?" What his sister was talking about at this point was Stevie's most desperate fantasy. A girl who was pretty, nice and horny for him--how many times had he jacked off imagining that she was out there somewhere, waiting for him to fuck her and fuck her? "Th--this is killing me, Sis," Stevie blurted out. "I know a girl just like that," Amy persisted. "I'll bet if I described her to you that your cock'd get as hard as it's ever been." Stevie had nothing to lose. His cock was already like throbbing steel. "Okay, tell me about her, Sis," he panted, on the edge of his chair. "Well, the girl I have in mind," Amy said, "let's see, she's about five feet six. Weighs a hundred and ten pounds. She has blonde hair--uh, all over, if you know what I mean. And her tits aren't that big, but they're real nice." "Wh--what else?" Stevie asked, eager for more information now. "What's her name?" "I'll just give you her initials," Amy went on. "A.W. And a hint. She has a little tiny beauty mark under the left side of her mouth." These last two details gave Stevie extra reason to wonder. For the description his sister had just given could have easily been of herself. He didn't know if he should say something about it or not. "Sound familiar?" she asked, playfully yet pointedly. "Kinda sounds like it could almost be ... well, you, Sis," Stevie said. "And what," Amy then cooed, "if it was?" "Huh?" "Here." Amy had now handed Stevie his glasses. Nervously, he put them on, focusing on his sister, who was standing stark naked before him. "Wh--what is this, Sis?" "Just what it looks like, Stevie. I want you to fuck me." "God ... but you're my own sister ..." "That doesn't stop me from being horny for your cock, though. And I know how hard it is for me. I can see the bulge at your crotch. Bet you anything that if I took it out of your jeans and started sucking it, you'd come right away in my mouth." Stevie was speechless again. And Amy was kneeling. Next, she'd unzipped his swollen fly and was reaching inside his pants. He felt her slender fingers grasping his rigid cock. Then he saw her pull it out into the open, lowering her face to get a better look. "Not too big," Amy murmured, her warm breath caressing her brother's six or so throbbing inches. "But the same as my titties, real nice. Just the right size for me to get every bit of it into my mouth for a blow-job." Now Amy took the plunge, getting her first taste of cock. She hadn't expected it to be this salty, but the tangy flavor suited her just fine. That was because it served to make her even thirstier for the jizz that she had planned on making her brother shoot down her throat. Stevie, of course, had no way of knowing this was Amy's first blow-job ever. Considering how aggressive she was, he just assumed she was hardly any stranger to cock-sucking. Besides, even with his own utter lack of experience, he could still sense that the slurping number she was doing on his prick was second to none. "Must've gone down on a lot of guys before me to get this good at giving head, huh, Sis?" he asked, using the key terms he'd heard around. Amy didn't answer, too busy deep-throating Stevie's prick. Inside, however, she glowed with pride from being able to convince her brother that she was a veteran cock-sucker. Giving great head, she reasoned, just must be something that came naturally to her. Which wasn't surprising, considering who she had for a mother. And now, Amy thought, for the payoff. She knew instinctively that it was on the verge of happening for she could feel her brother's cockhead flexing down her throat. In short, time to prime Stevie's pump just before he delivered the creamy goods. She squeezed his balls and they hotly churned in reaction. Then Amy increased her suction on his prick. "I'm coming!" Stevie blurted. His cock erupted. There was a scalding torrent of jizz, but Amy swallowed it as fast as it spurted. It was, to her delight, even hotter and sweeter than she'd hoped it would be. She couldn't get enough. Indeed, when her brother's climax had eventually slowed to a dribble, Amy sucked even harder, trying to milk out every possible drop of cum. "You got it all, Sis," Stevie said. "my cock's getting soft and it feels like I might piss or something if you don't quit." When Amy heard this, it was less like her brother had warned her, as far as she was concerned, than he had issued her a dare. Would he really piss in her mouth if she kept sucking his prick? And if he did, would she be able to drink it the same as she had his jizz? It was, Amy realized, a challenge she couldn't resist. I'm telling you, Sis," Steve stammered. "If you don't let my cock out of your mouth, I won't be able to help what might happen." Amy refused to obey. And now, gritting his teeth and groaning, her brother was desperately trying to hold back the tide rising within him. "It's not my fault," he gasped. "I tried to warn you, Sis ..." Steve's crotch bucked against Amy's face like he was going to come again. But this time his cock was only semi-hard and it delivered a continuous stream instead of a series of spurts, watery and bitter rather than creamy and sweet. Piss! Hot, steaming piss! And Amy was greedily gulping it down the same as she had her brother's cum. "God, Sis, you're really drinking it, aren't you?" Stevie said, in awe of Amy's bizarre behavior. "I never heard of anything like this!" And here, abruptly releasing her brother's prick so the last of the piss ran down her tits, a gurgling Amy devilishly answered, "Some things you just make up as you go along." By this point Stevie was spellbound, fascinated not only by what his sister had done so far but what she might do next. And whatever it turned out to be, he knew he was helplessly along for the whole ride. "Wh--what now, Sis?" he anxiously quizzed. "Simple," Amy answered. "We trade places. This time I do it in your mouth with my cunt." Stevie licked his lips as his sister made him stretch out on the carpet. The next thing he knew he was looking up into drooling jaws of her blonde pussy as she knelt over his head. "That's right," she called down to him. "I'm gonna sit on your face. And your tongue better be waiting to jam up my cunt as far as it can reach." Stevie immediately had an oral hard-on, his tongue straining toward his sister's hovering pussy. Then down Amy came, her pussy setting flush against his brother's mouth. "Now move your tongue inside my cunt," she urged. "Like a snake." Hilted in her clutching cunt, Stevie's tongue began to squirm from tip to root. Amy squeezed back and she was wet, her pussy juice drenching her brother's tingling taste buds. But she was about to get even wetter. "Thata boy," she said excitedly. "I'm already gonna ... oh, yeah, come! Coming right now in your mouth, Stevie! Drink my cum, suck it right out of my coming cunt!" Stevie feasted, his sister's orgasmic pussy juice oozing like honey down his throat. He was the same as Amy had been when she'd been swallowing his cum, couldn't get enough. "Staying thirsty, huh?" she called down. Stevie sucked in reply. "Then drink this," she told him, giggling. Then Amy bore down from within, her cunt spasming around Stevie's hilted tongue. And, with a moan signaling a new form of inner release, she forced her pussy to erupt with even hotter, wetter results than an orgasm alone could produce. "Yes!" Amy cried. "Drink my piss! Sweetest piss you'll ever taste from any cunt, 'cause I'm still coming at the same time! Pissing and coming ... coming and pissing! My cum and piss in your mouth, Stevie!" Stevie's greedy suction mounted as he went after every drop of the sweet and sour mixture that his sister's cunt had to give. Finally Amy's golden shower had run its course, but she was still climaxing. And, as she did, she recognized her fresh hunger for another mouthful of Stevie's prick to go along with the way he was eating her pussy. If Amy wanted to sixty-nine, she was in perfect position for it. Sitting on her brother's face, all she had to do was lean forward toward his crotch and there was his cock waiting for her, hard as a rock. Making her move, she went down on Stevie and once more orally fucked his six rigid inches with her cunt of a mouth. Stevie had heard his share of locker room talk about sixty-nining but never, ever had he expected that he'd get lucky enough to try it himself. But now that he found himself locked into the magic number, it came so naturally he felt as though he'd been doing it all through high school. The rhythm occurred with such ease, his cock in his sister's mouth and his tongue in her pussy moving to the same tempo. Then, in turn, there was the way Amy sucked and spasmed. She'd never stopped coming and in short order Stevie felt the rising tide in his loins, which meant that he was due to shoot his wad again. Amy was well aware that her brother was on the verge of feeding her another load of his delicious jizz. By now, his cock was like an old friend to her. When its head flexed, as it now did in her throat, she knew that could mean only one wonderful thing--hot, spurting cum. This time, however, Amy didn't rely on added suction to milk her brother's prick. Instead, she surprised Stevie by replacing her mouth with her hand at the last minute. Then she jacked him off the rest of the way. When his bright-red cock erupted, his jizz splattered her waiting face at point-blank range. "Mmmmmm, fabulous, fantastic!" Amy bubbled as her features were drenched from ear to ear. "Just wish there was enough of your cum, Stevie, so my whole body could take bath in it. So I could maybe even drown in it." "Let me see how you look, Sis," Stevie said eagerly from below now that his latest batch of jizz had been spilled. Amy's cunt eased off his mouth and she swiveled around above him, sitting astride his chest now. The grin she beamed down at Stevie wasn't just sticky, it sparkled. "God, Sis," he said with boyish awe, "you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." "Flattery will get you everywhere," Amy cooed. "In fact, it'll get you exactly where you've never been before--all the way!" Stevie gulped, "You mean?" "Your cock's still hard, isn't it?" "Almost like I haven't even come yet!" "So what're we waiting for? Are you ready to lose your cherry or not?" "What do you think, Sis?" Steve rasped. "I think," Amy said, "that you'd better fuck me right now or I'll just have to go ahead and rape you on my own!" Chapter 3 They went into Amy's room to do it. She made Stevie wait outside for a moment so she could get herself extra-special ready for him to fuck her. Then when she called him inside, there was Amy in total splendor on the bed. She had slipped a pair of pillows under her ass, which raised her crotch as though her blonde cunt were a shrine. Her legs were spread, of course, her knees up. Resting on her elbows, she had posed herself for Stevie with the same perfection as she'd seen her mother do for Uncle Thad last night--like a centerfold come to life. "Jeez, Sis," Stevie said in wonder, "I don't know whether to fuck you or just look at you." "You know which it'd better be, stud," Amy teased. "Yeah," Stevie drooled. He closed the distance between himself and the bed. However, when he got there he hesitated, having one last thing to say before he climbed on board and took the plunge. "Don't forget, Sis," he muttered, "I'm still cherry. Might not know all the right things to do the first time I fuck you. So if I'm doing anything wrong, you just let me know and--" "You'll be perfect," Amy assured him. "Just glad one of us knows what they're doing," Stevie sighed. "Hate to think what'd happen if we were both cherry--" Amy just chuckled. Then, reaching into the crux of her thighs, she fingered apart her pussy lips, making them yawn in yawning invitation. As if it were a handle for the rest of his body, Stevie gripped his cock and guided himself onto the bed. There he knelt before his naked sister, taking one last look before he went after his first piece of ass. Then, holding his breath he set his hips and aimed his hard-on. And, lurching forward, making contact, he felt the tight warmth of his sister's welcoming pussy squeeze around his surging cockmeat. "I'm in," he gasped, sounding as if he still didn't quite believe it. "Mmm-hmmmm, you sure are," Amy moaned, starting to roll her hips. Stevie took to it like a duck to water. His prick started pumping back and forth in his sister's pussy. Soon his confidence had so rapidly grown that he even took Amy's asscheeks in his hands to direct her movement beneath him. "Never knew I'd be so good at it," he allowed himself to boast. "What do you think, Sis? Am I fucking you as good so far as the other guys you've been with?" But, of course, Amy could not honestly make any such comparison. And now she decided this was as good a time as any to let out her secret because, with the rhythmic thrusts of Stevie's prick the pain at the core of her pussy from her battered cherry had made itself felt. Well," Stevie asked again, "am I as good--" "I dunno," Amy gasped. "Huh?" "Just keep fucking me," sister panted to brother. "Everything'll explain itself." Amy was really hurting now, but not only did she refuse to yield in her quest to officially end her virginity, she stepped up her efforts. She wrapped her legs around Stevie's waist, forcing his cock into her aching cunt at an even more severe angle. He was only hung with about six inches, Amy knew, but now it felt like at least twice as much. "What's wrong, Sis?" Stevie gulped, seeing how pale she'd become. "Something wrong, I know that much. Is it me? Want me to stop?" "Just keep fucking me, damn it! Fuck me as hard as you can!" "Don't wanna hurt you, Sis ..." At this point, Amy could tell that her brother was losing his nerve. Despite her insistence that he fuck her to the limit, his cock was inching backward in her cunt. This lessened her pain but at the same time increased her frustration. The handwriting was on the wall, Amy now saw. If she wanted her cunt fucked good and hard, she'd simply have to take matters into her own hands and fuck Stevie instead of him fucking her. "Hey, what the--?" Stevie blurted. Amy had just reared up beneath him. Ordinarily he was stronger than she, but the element of surprise more than overcame her normal disadvantage. Using her legs in a scissoring vise, she wrestled Stevie from above her while she surged toward the dominant position. They wound up with their positions reversed, Amy on top now. "Just relax and enjoy it," she told her brother. "Gotta do what I have to do." Her cunt began to rise and fall on Stevie's cock. From where he now lay he could see how her pussy lips were tugged in and out of her pussy. And then he saw something more. Bright red blood was seeping down his cock from Amy's cunt! Stevie panicked. "My God, Sis! We've gotta stop this!" "Stop it?" Amy scoffed. "This is just the beginning! The beginning of the rest of my life! I'm a woman now! A real woman, finally!" "My God!" a stunned Stevie realized aloud. "Y--you're ... a ... a virgin!!" "Not any more!" Amy crowed. "Then everything we've done?" "Yep, first time for me, too. But sure won't be the last!" "And now?" "You can't figure it out for yourself?" "Yeah," Stevie muttered, "guess I can." "Well, then?" And abruptly it was Stevie rearing up from below. Amy willingly let it happen, winding up back on the bottom. "Oooooh, be the boss now," she said. Grunting like an animal, he began goring her cunt with his cock. Amy pushed back with every thrust he delivered, making it seem like he was penetrating her with far more than the six inches he actually owned. "You coming again, Sis?" he asked. "If you want me to," she answered, "then I am." Amy climaxed on the spot. "And now don't let me stop. Please don't let me stop coming!" Stevie reacted by dropping his face to her tits. His mouth sealed a nipple, rubbing it against the raspy bed of his tongue. "Super!" Amy declared with pleasure. "Suck me! Fuck me!" Stevie did even more than that, though. He was on a roll now, his macho instincts taking over. Instead of having to think about what to do next, he just automatically knew what would work on Amy. And, along with sucking and fucking her, at this point that meant reaching down below the tangle of their loins to explore his sister's wiggling ass. "Yes!" Amy cried. "You must've read my mind, Stevie! My ass needs something just as much as my titties or pussy if I'm gonna keep on coming! Please do it to me!" Stevie's fingers crawled along the crack of Amy's ass. Then he'd located the special prize down there--her other fuck-hole. "Finger-fuck me there," sister urged brother. "Finger-fuck my ass!" Stevie didn't have to be asked twice. His middle finger slipped inside Amy's tightest opening and started pumping to the same rhythm as his cock in her cunt. "Ooooh, that feels so good!" Amy sang out with joy, having discovered that her asshole was just like her tits--anything sexy happening there went straight to her pussy. "You keep this up, Stevie, sucking, fucking and fingering me, and I won't stop coming until after you have too." "That might be quicker than I thought, Sis," Stevie admitted, slurping at Amy's spit-soaked tits. "I thought I could hold off longer than this since I already came twice before, but, damn, my balls already feel like they're turning blue." "Don't worry about it," Amy countered. "Just do what's natural and let everything take care of itself." "Well ..." "Don't you see, silly?" Amy impatiently panted. "I want a cuntful of your jizz as soon as I can get it." "But I only just started fucking you, Sis," Stevie said self- consciously, starting to worry again about his performance. "Don't worry, you can always come back for more. This may be our first time but it sure as anything won't be the last," Amy coaxed. "Please, Stevie, please! Come in my cunt! Now, Stevie, now!" "Okay, Sis, you got it!" Stevie's cock lurched and exploded at the depths of his sister's pussy. And the momentum of his gushing climax was such that it seemed to command him to jam a second finger up Amy's shitpit at the same time his jizz erupted in her cunt. This made it almost as if she had an extra cock filling her butt while her pussy was swamped with cream by Stevie's real prick. "Mmmmmm, I feel soooo fucked!" Amy swooned when her brother's cock had finished spilling its hot, sticky load. "Yeah, me too," Stevie sighed. They lay there for a time, then he began to unravel from her. First Stevie's drooling mouth left Amy's sucked tits, then his dripping prick slid from her fucked cunt. However, when he started to remove his fingers from her asshole, she stopped him. "No," Amy protested, "leave those in there. In fact, add another one." "Huh?" "I'm finding out that I really love it in my ass!" Amy explained. "So while you're waiting to get another hard-on, why not just keep finger- fucking me where I shit?" "I--I've always wondered about that," Stevie gulped. "Since it's so close to their, uh, cunts, you know, if girls feel anything special in their, uh, asses." "This one sure does," sighed Amy. "C'mon, give me that extra finger." Stevie cautiously forced it in, surprised at how much a female asshole could stretch to take. "Now move 'em," Amy directed. "Yes, just like that ... in and out ... back and forth." Her hips began to roll, just the way they had when her pussy had been getting fucked. Indeed, even though it was the opening a notch away that was currently penetrated, her pussy foamed at the lips with the fresh juice of arousal. "What you're doing to my ass is going right to my clit now," Amy moaned. "You can come this way, then, Sis?" Stevie asked in wonder. "Don't have any choice, thank God," Amy moaned some more. Then she climaxed, shuddering and whimpering with delight. And following her previous orgasmic pattern, she immediately wanted more. "Oh, do it, do it up my ass even harder, Stevie," she gasped. "So I can close my eyes and pretend that instead of your fingers it's really your big, hard cock fucking my butt ..." And as soon as she'd said it, Amy stopped short. A devilish smile creased her normally angelic features. "Why not?" she then wondered aloud. "Wh--what?" her brother nervously asked. "No point in pretending when I can have the real thing, now is there?' Amy steamily asked. "God, Sis, you mean?" "Mmmm-hmmmm!" And to confirm what her brother had guessed, Amy reached down with both hands toward crotch-level. With one of them she removed Stevie's fingers from her asshole, while with the other she tugged at his cock. "Yes, Stevie, just what you think," Amy said. "You can do it. Fuck my ass for real with your big, hard cock!" "Aren't you afraid it'd h--hurt, Sis?" stammered Stevie. "Oh, I hope so," Amy recklessly replied. "Hurt sooo goooood!" "But my cock's not all the way hard again, Sis," Stevie stalled. "Leave it to me, stud." Then Amy drew her legs all the way back over her head, jack-knifing her naked body. This lifted her ass and then she yanked the cheeks apart. The dusky eye of her shitpit seemed to wink in seductive invitation at Stevie. "Get it up. Get it up and fuck my ass!" Amy breathlessly called. "You win, Sis," Stevie called back, his cock abruptly twanging to throbbing attention. He approached the target, hard-on in hand, nudging its swollen head against the puffy dent of its target. In response, his sister hooked her legs over his shoulders, setting her hips to push back while Stevie set his for a cock-thrust. "Now!" Amy demanded. Her hips lurched while her brother's cock stabbed into her with driving force. The result was all of his six inches buried in her asshole on the first try, celebrated by an almost deafening cry on Amy's part. "Oh, God!" she shouted. "Hurts even better than I thought it would! Never felt so full of anything in my life!" "Then you're gonna come, Sis?" Stevie anxiously asked. "More than that!" Amy squealed. "Hope you don't mind it messy!" Then her asshole orgasmically spasmed like a tighter version of her cunt around her brother's hilted cock. But the rest of the story was what really caught Stevie's attention. For something hot, wet, and, slimy was suddenly seeping down his prickmeat. And considering the part of Amy he was fucking, it could only be one thing. "Shit," Stevie muttered. "You're shitting on my cock, Sis." "Sure am!" swooned Amy, without the slightest trace of embarrassment. "Coming and shitting! Shitting and coming! Never thought I could do something so dirty--but now that I am, isn't it fantastic?" His sister's enthusiasm for sex at its dirtiest immediately swept Stevie up in its tide. Taking advantage of the slime, he began pistoning his lubed cock in Amy's shitty asshole. In turn, she came even harder, the juice from her untouched but oozing pussy leaking down to drench the root of Stevie's butt-fucking prick, along with his grinding crotch and churning balls. "This is the best yet!" crowed Amy. "Now all there needs to be to make it perfect, Stevie, is my ass full of your jizz! How long, stud?" "Getting closer to shooting my wad every time I rip you, Sis," Stevie croaked with yet another surge of his tireless prick. "And when I do, it's gonna be the most jizz yet. So just hold on, and ..." Amy went on, all right, gripping her brother's hilted cock with the tugging vise of her asshole. Then she rolled her hips for some cork- screwing friction, stepping up the timetable for her brother's latest eruption. "You want it that bad, Sis?" Stevie exclaimed. "Then how about right fucking now?" His prick promptly gushed with liquid flame. Her ass instantly flooded, Amy burned within. Her brother's scalding cum was mixing with her molten shit, creating a river of slimy fire that flowed both ways, some of it backing up within her orgasmic bowels and the rest leaking from the cock-stretched rim of her fucked asshole. "Oooooh, it's sooo dirty! Such a dirty way to get fucked," Amy gurgled. "That's why I love it!" Stevie had nothing to add to that. Indeed, as the last of the jizz now dribbled from his prick, he was on the brink of total exhaustion. At his age hard-ons and fresh batches of jizz came easily, but there was a limit to even his teenaged stamina. "Ahhhhh," he finally sounded off, limp as a rag doll, with his overworked cock the limpest part of him of all. Seeming to recognize that Stevie was at the end of the line and in need of a well-deserved rest, Amy lifted her legs from his shoulders and let him go. He pitched backward, flat on his back, crashing. But, it turned out, Amy I wasn't quite through with him yet. She was thinking in terms of frosting-on-the-cake--and the flavor was chocolate. Yummmm, she slurped, hungrily licking her lips as she leaned over the crotch of her unaware brother. "Look at that tasty morsel." What she meant was her brother's cock. Fresh from her fucked ass it looked as if it had been dipped in hot fudge. Amy couldn't resist. She closed her mouth over Stevie's filthy cock and sucked. Sucked it clean. Then kept on sucking. Would keep on sucking until her brother's cock hardened with a fresh supply of hot blood. Then she doubled her suction from there, going for a fresh supply of cum. "Don't believe it!" gasped Stevie when he realized what she was doing to him. He'd have to give in to his sister's relentless blow-job though. For Amy wasn't going to stop deep-throating his miraculously revived cock until it delivered the creamy goods for her one last time. And within moments she'd succeeded, harvesting a bellyful of jizz. Stevie, however, would be hazy later about remembering whether it had really happened. Because he'd just passed out from too much of a good thing, not sure whether he'd only dreamed it but grinning from ear to ear nonetheless.