Outwardly, suburbia maintains the strait-laced middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.
There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, inevitably there is the advent of wife-swapping. All in the spirit of good, clean fun . . . but where does the fun stop and the degradation begin? When one excess leads to another-and another-to what? When the children set as their own lifestyle what already is the norm at home?
This is the story of one family, in one town, Anywhere, U. S. A. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed doors. No facade. No regrets. Indeed, to them it is the norm.
And outside their lives go on. Business and its daily conflicts. School and its trials and triumphs.
HORNY FAMILY SUCKERS-a novel of fiction for entertainment. A page of our restless society as food for serious thought.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Joanna Daniels closed her eyes and let her husband fuck his cock as far into her pussy as was possible. She hugged him with her bent knees, rocking with him to his familiar fucking pace. The luxurious, soft bed closed in around her, reminding her that she was far from home.
"After all these years, honey, your pussy still feels great," Jim panted his mouth close to her ear. "Yeah, hold me like that. Jack me off with your pussy-muscles. Yeahhhh, ummmm!"
Joanna worked her insides around his fucking prick. Her pussy-muscles were experienced and well-trained. She and Jim fucked often, with tenderness and fierce passion. Their love-making was just as good for her now as it had been that very first time, so long ago. She'd been a virgin then, on her honeymoon with her handsome new husband. They'd stayed in this very hotel, in a room just down the hall from the one they shared now.
She hadn't really known what to expect then, that first time. Her mother had told her very little about sex, and her girlfriends seemed to know even less than she did. So Joanna had gone into married life a very innocent young woman. Even now, she thanked her lucky stars that she got a man as good as Jim. He'd been very loving and patient and had helped her to understand her own body. Together they had learned about sex, experimenting and testing themselves and each other. It had made for some very happy and exciting times in bed together and Joanna looked forward to many more years of good, solid fucking with her wonderful husband.
Now his prick twisted around inside of her, cork-screwing in her cunt-tunnel. Joanna drew her hips back, wiggling down into the soft hotel bed and pulling her cunt away from her husband's fucking cock slightly. Then she arched up, fucking back at him.
Above her, Jim held himself up on his stiffened arms. His lower body bucked in and out, doing perfect push-ups on top of his writhing wife. Although he had fucked her thousands of times, Jim never grew tired of pushing and pulling his prick back and forth through the wonderful channel of his wife's cunt. It was true that Joanna was not as young and shapely as she had once been, but Jim knew that she was still a great fuck-and always would be, as far as he was concerned.
Like a wet glove, her cunt wrapped itself around the fucking shaft of his prick. The grip was sure and sexy as his prick slipped around inside of her. Her juices were really flowing and Jim's prick moved on a slick film. He fucked deeply into her and then pulled back out. The loose skin of her pink cunt-tunnel stayed with his thundering prick, caressing it, stroking it, and making it throb with need and power.
Keeping his prick moving around inside of her, Jim bent forward, bringing his lips to his wife's nipple. His full beard tickled Joanna's skin as he first touched her, but she was used to the sexy sensations. She wiggled back into the bed, her white-blonde hair tousled on the pillows behind her.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned, pushing her tits up toward him. "Mmmmmm, I like that!"
Jim knew that she did and so he bit down on the pointed spike of her nip. The little nubbin of flesh was hard with blood, a miniature version of his hard-on. He chewed it first, making his wife wiggle and squirm. Then he smoothed it out with the flat of his tongue, washing away her jolts of pleasure-pain with warm spit and gentle stroking.
Like a dog at his bowl, Jim kept lapping at her tits, moving from one to the other. Her shag-cut hair feathered out around her head, tangled sexily with the erotic gyrations of her lust.
Jim's cheeks puckered in, caressing the sides of her tits as well as the points. He grated along the drawn white skin with his teeth, leaving her with marks of his mounting passion.
"Oh! Oh!" Joanna cried out, her body growing tense with lust. "Ohhhhhh!"
His tongue batted her swollen nipples this way and that, turning her on even more. She rolled her body from side to side, feeding him one tit and then the other. Her heart pounded heavily behind her left tit and Joanna wondered if her husband could feel her racing pulse with his exploding lips.
While she followed her husband's every fucking motion, Joanna tried not to think of the kids they'd left at home. She knew they were all old enough to be on their own, but still she worried about them. Helen had said she would cook for her brothers, and Joanna knew the girl could be trusted. And David had assured her that he would keep the lawn mowed and neat. But Bill . . . she worried about Bill. He was getting to be quite the young man, quite the adult, and Joanna knew that his sudden growing up was at least partly her fault.
"You like it, honey?" Jim asked, bringing his head up away from her wet, tingling tits. "You want me to do that some more?"
"Yes, oh yessss!" she sighed, hoping his fucking might keep her mind off their oldest son.
Jim pushed her tits together and buried his face between them. Although Joanna was not a very large woman, her tits were much bigger than average. Her tits swayed in front of her slim body as she walked, and now Jim gorged himself on them, pushing the fleshy tit-globes against the sides of his face.
"Mmmmmm," Joanna moaned, but her mind wandered back to Bill.
She didn't know just how it had happened--but it had. The only man she'd ever fucked was Jim and, after so many years, she'd been curious about what another man's prick would feel like. And Bill had gotten so tall, so handsome.
She hadn't really meant to fuck her own son. It just seemed to happen.
Again, Jim pulled away from her upper body. His face was red, flushed from all his effort. He grinned down at her lecherously and then rammed into her. His prick fucked deeper than ever, rattling her teeth and scooting her upward on the big, soft bed.
"Oh!" she cried, snapping back to the present.
"Ha!" her husband laughed. "Come, on, honey, let's really go!"
He lunged backward, pulling her with him. Joanna followed his motions, and in a matter of seconds he was flat on his back and she was seated on his prick. His cock-shaft had shifted around inside of her and now she seemed to be taking his prick deeper into her cunt than ever.
"Now let's see you do some work," Jim chuckled, wiggling around beneath her, his prick standing straight up inside of her pussy.
Joanna liked to be on top, because she liked to be in control. Deciding that what was done with Bill was done, she pushed those thoughts out of her mind and concentrated on fucking her husband to the best of her ability.
She leaned forward, holding herself up above him just as he had done to her. Her thin arms looked as if they would barely support her as she began her vicious fucking motions. She bounced her body up and down slightly, just teasing the end of his prick with the tight grip of her cunt.
The head of Jim's cock was poked in and out of the mouth of her cunt with maddening regularity. The man lost himself in the slow, even fucking his wife was giving him. He didn't move at all. He remained still, giving himself to her and letting her do with him whatever she wished. Her pussy was already making his cock feel so good he knew he would not have chosen to do one thing differently, had he been the one doing the fucking.
She watched his face as she fucked him. His eyes rolled back and his mouth was loose with lust. She pushed herself down a little farther and saw how the lines on his forehead registered the increased excitement he felt as more of his prick fucked up into her.
Jim felt as if he were being eaten alive-cock first. His wife's body took him inside, bit by sexy bit. She bounced up and down on his prick many, many times and the slid herself down just a tad more, taking another inch of his prick into her cunt.
Each time he got used to the way her cunt felt around the shaft of his cock, she shifted, taking in more of his prick-meat. Then he had to get used to being fucked that way all over again, and his prick jerked and tingled with the effort.
It took great control for Joanna not to just plunge herself down onto her husband's prick. By now, the insides of her pussy itched for his cock and she wanted all of it up inside of her quickly. She ached to be filled with the many inches of his prick-shaft, but she controlled herself. She knew that Jim would like it better if he was allowed up inside of her body with agonizing slowness.
"Oh God, honey," he panted, his body twisting around on the bed beneath her, his hips fucking upward, trying to force her to take all of his cock. "Why don't you fuck me?"
"I am fucking you," she replied, her voice low and sexy. "Just relax. "
But she did pick up her pace, taking up his prick more quickly than earlier. Finally, Jim felt his cock-base brushing against the white cheeks of his wife's ass, and each and every inch of his prick-meat was lost somewhere in the darkness of her fucking pussy.
"Ahhh," he sighed, "now let's get fuckin'!"
Joanna laughed and nodded. She fucked down against the base of his prick and then jerked herself back up. She repeated the motion again and again, making her husband's prick tingle and glow inside of her. Her pussy-cream and Jim's pre-cum greased their fucking, making the motions quick and easy. Joanna leaned down toward him, bending her arms and holding herself up on her elbows.
Jim wriggled downward slightly, bringing his flushed face in line with her swaying tits. The man tickled the rocking nipples with the tip of his tongue.
"Ohhhh!" Joanna sighed, all of his prick still fucking through the clasp of her cunt. "Yeah, do that!"
As before, Jim sucked in her tit-meat and lashed it with his tongue. More than before, Joanna felt the things he did to her tits clear down into her fucking cunt. The more excited the man made her tits, the hotter her cunt became and the more vigorously she fucked him. Her pussy fucked up and down the entire length of his prick-shaft.
She leaned into his face, nearly suffocating him with her tit-meat. Then she pulled back, just allowing the pointed tips of her nips to graze his lips. Then, leaving his lips and mouth begging for more, she sat back up straight, bending his prick sexily inside of her cunt. "Jesus!" Jim gasped.
"Don't you like it?" she asked, fucking straight up and down on his prick-shaft, her tits thrust out in front of her, her body proudly erect.
Bending and unbending her knees, Joanna fucked him. He tossed his head around, her pussy filling him with lust. Then he reached up and took hold of her trembling tits. His fingers pushed hard against the soft tit-globes, and he could tell from his wife's reaction that she liked the way they felt there.
Together, they sighed and moaned, their fuck-parts moving together. Joanna crashed her body down onto his, forcing his prick to fuck into her very deeply. She was completely filled with his cock and she liked the sensation very much. She twisted her hips around, grinding his prick with the soft walls of her eager, hungry cunt.
Jim's fingers slipped around on the wet skin of her tits. He tried to get a good grip, but it was different, especially when his wife leaned back away from him.
Joanna looked at him sexily as she reclined. His prick was bent back at an almost painful angle, but the sight of his wife's pink, blonde-haired cunt opening to take in his prick more than made up for the unpleasant sensations. Jim looked down to the point where their crotches met and his eyes went wide with wonder and fuck-lust. He humped his hips up, watching how her cunt-lips parted to make room for his mighty prick.
Joanna couldn't see the sexy union of their fuck-parts, but she could see the thrill of it reflected in her husband's eyes. From the expression on Jim's face, she knew it looked very hot, indeed. Laughing slightly, she wiggled around and fucked forward, giving him something to really look at.
Trembling with lust, Jim reached down to the place where his cock disappeared into his wife's cunt and probed around with his fingers. Experience told him that if he massaged his wife's pussy, she would come and, since his prick was far up inside of her, he would also reap the benefits of her climax. So he set to work, pressing down the up-thrusting button of her clit and circling his fingers around on top of it, manipulating her clit in just the way he knew his wife enjoyed.
"Ummmmm!" Joanna moaned, spreading her legs and giving his fingers more room to work. "You sure know what feels good!"
She humped her hips as quickly as ever, her husband's rubbing fingers turning her on. Then, as she got hotter and hotter, her fucking motions slowed. She could only pay attention to one kind of excitement at once. And now that Jim was bringing her the kind of stimulations that worked to her best advantage, she found it difficult to keep pleasing him. She let his prick loll in the hole of her pussy and only moved enough to keep it hard and hot, but not enough to bring him any closer to orgasm. His orgasm was not her main goal anymore. For the moment, she thought only of herself, and Jim allowed her that freedom.
Her clit was a hard little thing and Jim smashed it down with two fingers. Then, keeping up the pressure, he rolled her clit around, making Joanna jump for joy. He still looked right into her crotch, and, as she heated up from his direct stimulation, he could see a trickle of clear cunt-juice rolling out of her pussy around the thick shaft of his prick. Her legs jerked and she gasped for air. Knowing it wouldn't be long, Jim pushed harder and fucked with his hips, gently moved his prick around inside of her pussy.
Joanna's heart pounded. She was being stimulated from the inside as well as from the outside. Her husband's fingers knew just the right places and just the right tempo. She felt closed in with fuck-lust, and then it seemed to explode all around her and she cried out, her body quaking.
Feeling her starting to come, Jim fucked his prick deeply into her. She sat forward, her pussy taking in as many inches of cock-meat as she could manage. Great crashing waves of orgasm ran up and down the length of her pussy-tunnel, and the two fuckers felt them with almost equal intensity.
"Ummmmm!" Joanna moaned, her mind too blanked out to allow her to form actual words. "Ummmmmmm!"
But Jim held on to that much of his sanity while her pussy gripped and sucked around his prick.
"Keep it coming!" he panted. "Yeah, honey, keep that pussy comin'!"
Her pussy felt like it might pinch his prick right off at the root. She sputtered and groaned, her body automatically fucking back at him while she came. Her whole person was taken over with the intensity of her orgasm and her husband's prick was buffeted sexily by her crazed gyrations of lust.
"Ummmmm! Ummmm!"
Jim heard her cries and felt her climactic motions. The cream in his balls was screaming for release and the sexy tattoo his wife's cunt beat on the embedded shaft of his prick was enough to set his load free. Still feeling that Joanna was coming very strongly, Jim joined her by setting his own long-awaited climax in motion.
"Sweetheart!" he grunted. "Ohhhhhh!"
Still watching where his prick entered her, he could feel the clots of his cock-cream that made their way down and out the tip of his prick. He let go of Joanna's clit, and he could see that pulsating, too. Their fuck-parts teemed with life and Jim had to close his eyes just to survive the sexy visions.
As her husband filled her with his cock-juice, Joanna's climax subsided. She worked her body around, making Jim's orgasm as good as it could be. Her cunt took in all of his prick-juice and then she again leaned back, bending his softened prick.
She sighed with both happiness and sadness. The nights they had spent in this hotel many years earlier had been wonderful, full of hope for the future. Now, as she felt her husband's cock-cream draining out of her cunt, she felt ashamed. Should she tell Jim that she had fucked their son, Bill, their first-born? What would he say? Could he possibly understand?
Jim shifted around, pulling her up into an embrace. Joanna was feeling guilty for his affection and unwavering love. No, she couldn't tell him. And she couldn't let it go on. This trip would be a beginning, a new beginning, just as it had been the last time they had stayed at this hotel. She would use their two weeks alone together to renew her love for her husband and leave behind the evil path she had begun with her son. She would put herself back on the straight and narrow and Jim never needed to be the wiser.
"I love you, darling," she murmured, kissing him softly. "I love you very much. "
CHAPTER TWO
While folks soaked up the sun and remembered old times on their second honeymoon, the Daniels children set about having a vacation of their own. They had all promised their parents that they would be good and behave-and they planned to, at least as far as they could manage.
Helen especially liked having her parents out of the house. The girl was just learning about herself, about her body and the effect it could have on men. For her, being alone with her two brothers was like a dream come true. It was the perfect testing ground for her newly discovered charms.
"Hi, guys," she said as she breezed down the stairs and found her brothers watching television. "I think I'll take a swim. Anybody want to join me?"
The two boys looked up and gulped. Their sister had never looked lovelier. She wore the tiniest bikini either David or Bill had ever seen. It was bright red and crocheted in a loose weave that showed tiny little triangles of her tanned skin. Her long, white-blonde hair swirled around on her shoulders as she walked toward the back patio, on her way to their pool. She carried a brightly colored towel and her long, tanned legs were thin and naked.
Helen paused for a moment to give the boys a chance to truly appreciate her.
"You wanna come?" she said suggestively. Then she walked away from them, swinging her tight little ass.
"Jesus, she's a walking hard-on!" Bill grunted as he watched his sister through the sliding glass door. "My balls are burning!"
The older boy massaged his crotch, a pained expression on his face. Not knowing what else to do, his younger brother made a similar motion and nodded.
"Yeah," David squeaked, his new manly voice cracking, "she's hot!"
Helen waved at them through the window and then turned her back. Nearly drooling, the boys watched her as she untied the top of her bikini and let it drop to the patio. Then, deliberately, she settled herself down on the lounge chair, exposing all of her perfectly shaped back to the summer sunshine.
"God, I'd love a piece of that," Bill said, pushing hard on the growing cock-bulge between his legs. "I don't care if she is my own sister. I mean, incest isn't such a big deal. "
He spoke mostly to himself, but David felt obliged to answer.
"Yeah, she's hot!" he repeated, not knowing what else to say.
Bill had grown very tall these past couple of years, and now he stretched his long legs out in front of him. He slouched down in the big chair that was usually reserved for his father and stared out the window at his sister. She'd gotten quite a body on her, that was for sure. He wondered if she were cherry. "Look!" David suddenly squealed. But Bill was already looking. Together, the boys saw their sister roll over onto her back, her naked tits flashing before their eyes briefly. David let out a little whimper and Billy barely held back his own groan of lust.
"Little tease," he said, massaging his crotch. "God, she's turning me on!"
With that, the older body arched himself up and unzipped the front of his jeans. Since his mother wasn't home to do the laundry and lecture him, he wore no underwear and his prick stood right up once he had freed it from the denim. He fisted his cock and gave it a good squeeze.
"Gosh!" David said, watching his brother with awe. "You think it's okay to do that here?"
Bill grimaced with his lust and then looked over at his little brother. "Who's gonna tell us not to, huh?"
"But Mom wouldn't like it and-"
"Well, Mom's not here-and fuck her, anyway!"
David was a little taken aback at his brother's sudden outburst. He had no way of knowing the relationship that had begun to develop between his mother and his brother. Timidly, hoping Bill wouldn't be mad at him, he slipped out of his shorts and underwear and sat back down on the couch with his hard-on in his hand, too.
Outside, Helen wiggled around on her towel. She couldn't see back into the house, but she felt certain that the boys were watching her. She knew from experience that few men-of any age-could keep their eyes off of her when she had on her little red bikini. She raised herself up on one arm and began to rub suntan oil all across her tits and belly. Her motions were slow and sexy, and she shook back her blonde hair with a tantalizing swish.
"Yeah, baby," Bill said, his hand working slowly up and down his prick. He didn't want to move too quickly or he knew he could come off much too soon. "You little beauty, you!"
Young David had never seen so much of a real girl naked. His young prick stood up straight and proud and he gripped it tightly, squeezing it. Then, when his sister started massaging the silky oil into her perfect skin, the younger boy began to jack off with a wild frenzy of motion.
His small hand flew up and down the shaft of his prick. His wrist was loose and his jerking motions smooth. His eyes burned on Helen, soaking in all of her loveliness. He tried to forget that she was his sister and that thinking about her in this way was wrong. He hadn't recognized the word "incest" when Billy had spoken it earlier-but he knew that it was bad to want his sister as he now did.
The warm summer breeze lifted her hair and blew it sexily about her face. With one brown hand, she smoothed it back, her skin looking very dark against her sun-bleached tresses. David's free hand stroked the side of the couch, imagining that he was touching those soft, silky locks. Then her hand moved back down to her tits, still rubbing in the oil. The boy massaged the couch, his fingers touching imaginary nipples.
The tip of his prick was milky with his bubbling pre-cum and he felt it dripping down against his flat, smooth belly. The hair that surrounded his prick was sparse and, he noticed when he looked over at his brother's crotch, the kid's prick was large. Despite the difference in their ages, David was nearly as well hung as his older brother.
But the difference in their experience showed by the way the two boys went after their cocks. Bill took it easy with his, languishing in his arousal. David went after his hard-on as if he wanted to kill it. His fingers surrounded his cock and his sliding fist massaged it with such vigor as to make it explode right before his very eyes.
"Oh! Oh!" he grunted, scooping up his underwear to capture his escaping jism.
The youngster pressed himself back against the couch, his eyes flashing out at his sister. The jizz splattered against his belly and then ran down the sides of his prick. His heart pounded very loudly and he jerked his prick-shaft a few more times to get all the pleasure he could from his own hand.
"Nice shooting," Bill laughed when he saw the sad look on his little brother's face as he held his wilted prick. "Shit! you gotta learn to pace yourself, boy! Take it slow, make it really last. "
"But she got me so hot!" David squeaked, feeling ashamed now because of his inexperience.
"Yeah, don't I know it," Bill replied, looking out into the patio, his hand still moving slowly on his hard-on. "But just take it a little easier. Like this, see?"
He demonstrated his favorite jack-off motion. It was slow and sure, covering the shaft of his prick from balls to tip. He applied just enough pressure to his hard-on to keep it rigid and ready but not enough to make himself come off right away. He rolled his eyes to prove to his brother how good it felt.
"See?" he said, his voice nearly breaking. "I could do this all day. And then, if she does something really good, I'm ready!"
He jacked himself faster, showing David what he meant. But he had to quickly return to his previous slower pace for fear he couldn't control himself. Once again, his hand massaged up and back, his eyes focused on his sister.
By now the girl was flat on her back, her tits pointing skyward. She had bent one leg and the boys looked at it carefully, taking in its shape and tone and color. As she sunbathed, she flexed the muscles in her thigh, making them tense and relax. After a few moments she put that leg back down on the towel and bent the other one, putting it through its isometric paces, too.
Watching her, young David felt life tingling through his cock again. He wiped away the come from his first climax with his shorts and then settled back in a position that mimicked his brother's and once again took hold of his prick.
Slowly, forcing himself to be gentle, the younger boy again started to pleasure his prick. His prick-shaft took a few strokes to grow into its full size, but then David was ready. He could have come at practically any moment, but he did not. He would not embarrass himself in front of his older brother a second time. If Billy could hold off, so could he.
"Man, she's beautiful," David said, breathing carefully, in order to pace himself.
"Yeah," Bill agreed, feeling the tide rising ever so gradually in his cock. Even if he took it easy, he couldn't keep this up forever.
The boys were silent for a few minutes. The only sounds in the room were the slow squeaking noises made by their jacking hands. They were lost in their own thoughts of lust and fucking.
Outside, Helen stood up, facing the house. Both of the boys gasped at the complete view of her. She put her hands on her hips and twisted her torso at the waist, working the kinks out of her back from lying on the hard patio. Then she stretched her hands up high above her head, making her tits stretch out. She pulled herself up straight and then flopped forward, easily touching her toes with her fingertips. She stood up tall again and then repeated the motion, her tits flopping out in front of her and her hair cascading forward and brushing across the ground.
As their sister exercised her body, the boys experienced their hands and their control. Bill's breathing became heavy and loud and he gritted his teeth and willed himself to hold on. His sister was driving him to distraction, but he made himself wait, not wanting to come yet.
David had even more trouble. Although he had already come once, his youthful enthusiasm and the fact that he was seeing a nearly naked woman for the very first time almost overwhelmed him. He glanced over at Bill's crotch and saw the older boy's hand was still jacking up and down at the same maddeningly slow, even tempo. He growled and rolled his eyes, forcing his own fist to move in time with Bill's.
Come juices rolled from the slitted tip of Bill's cock, but he ignored it. He saw only Helen and the motions her glorious body made. What would it be like to fuck her? What would it be like to make love to someone his own age? His cock jumped at the thought and he gave it a squeeze, taming it with his experienced finger.
Helen gave up on her toe-touches and turned to windmills. Now she touched her toes with the opposite hands, swinging her arms downward from a horizontal position. Her tits wobbled and her hair was a blonde-white flash. Her brown back bent easily and her legs were held stiff and straight, slightly parted.
Now more than ever she could feel their eyes on her. The darkness in the room kept her from seeing them, but she knew they were there. It made her body tingle to know that her brothers were watching her, desiring her. Her pussy tingled, and she wondered if she was turning them on.
Bill's prick leaped in his grip and David didn't think his cock had ever been larger. They struggled with their hard-ons and their desires, their pricks as hard as stone and their eyes burning from watching their sexy sister with unending attention.
Her body glistening with sweat, Helen changed exercises again. Now she sat back down on her towel, spreading her legs out on the ground in front of her. Then, like a ballet dancer warming up, she bent down, touching her nose to her knee. Then she threw her hands up over her head and stretched forward toward her other knee. Her hands were pointed out in front of her, her fingers stretching toward her toes and her ogling brothers.
The boys' eyes zeroed in on her crotch, the red material stretched tightly across it.
Bill licked his lips, easily imagining what lay behind that thin layer of netting. He'd tasted cunt before and knew that he liked it. He was sure that a beautiful girl like his sister would taste delicious. His prick throbbed. Would he ever get the chance to find out?
Despite his vows to take it easy, David felt his hands starting to speed up. The sight of his sister with her legs spread, her cunt pointed practically at his face, was too much for him. His fingers grazed up and down the shaft of his prick, his eyes looking out at Helen constantly. His balls tensed up and he pounded the side of his jacking fist against them. His tempo was sure and confident and he knew it would bring him off in just a matter of moments.
Helen's toes were pointed, her long brown legs flat on the ground. Each time she bent forward, her nipples, which were long and spiked, brushed against her thighs. This soft contact thrilled her and she forced herself to move faster, bending down again and again, each time turning herself on just that much more.
Although the boys couldn't hear her, Helen panted and grunted, too. She was exercising very hard now, pushing herself. But she was also getting every excited and the red fabric at her crotch was wet with her juices. Tugged this way and that by her vigorous motions, her cunt opened up and drooled out a constant stream of sticky pussy-juices.
"Oh! Oh!" David cried again, his prick thundering up and then spurting off a second time.
This time the boy didn't have a chance to grab for his shorts to stem the tide of his escaping cock-cream. This second orgasm hit him much too quickly and with too much force to be contained. His jizz spewed forth, decorating his heaving belly with white streaks. The first reached up high on David's stomach, blasting nearly to his nipples. The others were less powerful, leaving dots of cock-cream from his navel on up.
Ignorant of her brother's arousal, Helen dropped back on the towel, her feet still aimed at the large, dark window. Then she put her hands beneath the small of her back and heaved her lower body upward, her legs pointed to the sky.
"Jesus!" David panted, his sticky prick again jumping with life.
Helen then scissored her legs together and apart, sometimes parting them to the sides, other times forward and back. Her tits rolled back toward her chin, which was tucked against her chest. The wet crotch of her bikini bottom was cooled by the breeze her moving legs created.
Bill's face was red from the exertion he put himself through trying not to come. The hand that moved up and down his prick was now sticky with his drooling pre-cum.
And, as David watched in awe, he saw that hand tighten around his brother's prick and it started moving at a much faster rate of speed.
"Ugh! Ugh!" Bill panted, the motion of his arms making his whole body jump.
David looked from his brother to his sister with almost equal excitement. He couldn't believe how sexy Helen looked, nor could he fathom how his brother had gone so long without coming off.
"Yeah!" he cheered Bill. "Do it! Do it!"
But Bill barely heard him. He stared at the twisting, bobbing crotch of his sister's red bikini while his hand thundered up and down the shaft of his prick. As Helen glistened with the sweat of her efforts, Bill was also clammy with need. The boy's head pounded with the call of his prick and he kept stroking himself toward ecstasy.
"Ummmm! Ahhhh!" he moaned, straining now to capture the climax that had previously been so near. "Ommmmmm!"
Then the boy felt the pressure in his balls shift and he knew he was there. One more eternal second stood between him and total bliss, and when it finally passed, he saw the fountain of his cock-cream fly up in front of his face, momentarily hiding Helen's rocking figure.
He grunted, his prick-cream jetting straight up in the air as he held his prick out away from his belly.
In sympathy, David came off again, too. This time his prick had little juice to spill, but the sensations were just as intense as ever. Together the boys howled out their pleasure and held onto their throbbing pricks for dear life.
Everything seemed to go black in front of Billy's eyes as he finally allowed himself the luxury of a climax. He continued to look right at Helen while his jism jetted out of the tip of his prick, but he saw nothing. He blinked a few times to clear his vision, and, when he was able to focus on Helen again, she was completely naked.
The sun glistened off the wisp of blonde hair at her pussy and she raised her arms up over her head, stretching her body out long and taut. Then, with the barest of motions, she bent her knees and sprung forward, diving with a perfect arch into the cool, clear water of the swimming pool.
CHAPTER THREE
"Oh man!" David gushed. "That was incredible! Did you see her? She was naked, man, totally naked!"
Still shaky from his climax, Bill nodded. "Yeah, I saw," he said.
"Think she'll show us anything else?" the younger boy asked, obviously very excited. "Think she'll let us see her again when she gets out of the water?"
"Nahhh," said Bill. "She'll probably just get right under a towel or something. I think the show is probably over. "
"Oh, shit. Really?"
"Yeahhhh, that's it, I'm sure. She won't do it again. "
"I can't believe she did it at all. "
"Who would?" Bill replied, acting very blasé.
"I can't wait to tell the guys. I hope they believe it. Think I'll go call Tom right now!"
"Good idea!" Bill agreed. "Tell him now--while you remember everything. Later, you might leave out some important details. "
"He won't believe it!"
"Even better," said Bill, "why don't you just go on over to his place so you can tell him in person?"
"Yeahhhh! It'll kill him!" Giggling greedily, the younger boy rushed off, stuffing his prick back into his pants as he went.
Bill remained in his chair, his semi-hard cock still arching up at his groin. Very calmly, he watched his sister's head and arms as she swam laps in the pool. Her feet set up a constant, even flutter of water as she swam up and back, up and back.
Then, methodically, Bill stood up and stripped. He took off everything, right down to his cotton Jockey shorts. Then, his lengthening prick leading the way, he slid open the glass door and stepped out onto the patio.
Helen didn't notice him at first, so he walked over to the place where she did her flip turn in the deep end of the pool. As she came near the edge, this time she saw something as she looked up to judge the distance. Gulping in a mouthful of water because of her surprise, she grabbed the lip of the pool and looked up.
"Bill!" she gasped, seeing his prick before she saw his face.
"Hi," he said calmly. "I decided to join you after all. That workout of yours got me pretty hot and bothered, and I thought the water might cool me down. "
"Sure, come on in," Helen said, suddenly feeling very naked. "The water feels great. "
Bill sprang off the diving board and jack-knifed into the water. His sister watched his perfect body as it cut into the blue. Then she lost him in the splash until she felt him take hold of both her ankles. She wiggled as his hands slid up her legs and then went around her waist.
"Hey!" she squealed, as her brother moved his hands up to her bare tits. "Watch it!"
Bill's head burst through the water and he laughed. "Watch it yourself, you tease!"
Paddling with his feet, he pushed Helen back against the edge of the pool. Then, his lips wet with the water, he kissed her-and she kissed him back. Almost surprised that she would be so eager, Bill pressed his mouth to hers harder, and she poked her tongue into his mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned, twining her legs around his underneath the water.
Bill leaned against her and his prick was trapped between their wet bellies. But even under the water, his cock could feel the warmth of her skin and it grew into a full hard-on.
When Helen reached down and took his cock in her hands, the boy sighed.
Tentatively, Bill moved one hand down and walked his fingers around on her body until he felt the rough bush of her blonde-haired pussy. Then, very gently, he probed farther, feeling how her soft cunt-petals opened up to his fingers. Inside was a warm, tender world and he thrust his fingers up into her pussy, opening her up wide.
"Uh!" Helen gasped, breaking their kiss as he fucked his fingers up into her.
Bill looked at her, concerned that she might stop him. But then she sighed and leaned back against the pool lip, her eyes closed and her face touched with ecstasy.
Bolder now, he took his prick from her rolling fingers and guided it toward her cunt. She said nothing, but unhooked her legs from around his long enough to let herself float upward, making penetration easier. Then, when Bill's cock found the hole of her pussy, she clamped her thighs tightly around him again, plunging his prick deeply into her cunt.
Bill held onto her with one hand and gripped the edge of the pool with the other. His prick felt like it had just fucked right into a hot bowl of pudding, and the feeling could not have been better. So this was what it felt like to fuck a girl, a girl his own age, his own sister!
For leverage, Helen draped both her arms back over the edge of the pool and held onto her brother with her legs. Then she thrust forward with her hips, starting to fuck him, the warm little waves slapping up against them.
While they fucked, they looked at each other-but neither one of them spoke. There was so much to say, and yet nothing to say. They were fucking, something they shouldn't be doing, but something they both wanted to do. They let their bodies do the talking, pushing and shoving together, their fuck-parts matching perfectly.
Buoyed up by the water, Helen could use all her strength to make their fucking as good as it could be. She'd never done anything like this before, so she just let nature be her guide and tell her how to bounce and move. Her whole body rocked up and down, fucking at her brother's prick. His cock felt very good inside of her, and she thrust herself at him with straight, strong strokes, liking the way his prick-shaft warmed her pussy with hits many hot, hard inches.
Compared to the temperature of the water, which was warm, his sister's insides felt boiling hot. Bill's prick fairly sizzled in the pool water each time it was pulled from the heated depths of Helen's cunt. With even more desire and need than usual, he fucked his prick right back into that pussy, craving the warmth and softness his cock enjoyed there.
"Ummmm, you feel nice inside," he said, finally breaking their awkward silence.
"It's nice having you there," she replied, suddenly feeling rather shy. "I'm sorry I teased you. I guess it wasn't too nice, was it?"
"I thought it was very nice," Bill replied, grinning at her as he fucked his prick deep and then gave his hips a little twist. "And so did David. "
"He was there, too!" she gasped, nearly jumping right out of his grip. "He saw?"
Bill laughed, tickling her insides as his prick jerked around with his hearty chuckling. "Sure! And we were about ready to sell tickets and invite all the guys over. "
"I'm so embarrassed," she said. "My own kid brother. What must he think?"
Bill continued to laugh and once again fucked into her. "He thinks you're pretty hot," he giggled. "And so do I!"
"Ohhhh!" she gasped as his prick slammed up into her pussy.
Her body was lifted right out of the water by the strength of his fuck-thrust. Her arms strained against the concrete pool rim and she pushed back down against him, fucking back with matched vigor. His prick slammed into her again. But this time she was ready, and she pressed herself down against him, forcing his prick to fuck into her deeper than ever.
"Yeah!" Bill cheered, slapping the water with the excitement. "Now this is fucking!"
Helen laughed in agreement. It did feel fine. She grinned at her brother, noting how his curly mop of hair hardly looked wet. She shook back her own soggy locks, which stuck to her skull and ran down the front of her body to spread out on the water in front of her tits. Her tits bounced and floated on the rippling tide, the nipples long and red, aroused by her brother's good fucking and the sexy temperature of the pool water.
Feeling more at ease with her now, Bill got fancy. He floated onto his back, making his sister's legs and lower body float out to follow his prick. The water surged against the shaft of his cock as Helen moved and her cunt settled around his prick.
Bill held onto the edge of the pool with one hand while Helen continued to reach back and hold onto it with both hands. Their bodies floated nearly flat on the water, with Helen's on top and her brother's prick connecting them. For a few seconds they didn't fuck at each other at all, but instead let the rocking water draw their fuck-parts together. Up and down they moved, connected and bobbing around as one lewdly united cork, their bodies coming together in even, sexy motions.
Then, as the water again smoothed out, brother and sister were forced to take a more active role in their fucking. Bill again pushed his feet downward and let go of the pool edge. He treaded water and swayed outside, holding his sister's feet out and away from her.
"Ohhhhh, be careful!" Helen squealed, feeling her brother's reduced weight on her legs.
"Don't worry about me," he said, paddling languidly to keep himself afloat. "You just keep on fuckin'!"
Helen's pussy opened up around his prick as he forced her legs wide apart. Again the water got to the embedded shaft of his prick and it sent a line of tingles all down the sides of his body. To compensate, Bill fucked right into her, plugging her cunt up with his prick and preventing water from touching the sensitive skin of his prick-shaft.
Helen looked down at her floating body and sighed with pleasure. Her pink tits were two little islands in the vast expanse of the pool. Her toes peeked up above the waterline, too, and she fanned them out, feeling them nearly cramp with pleasure.
Bill's strong legs gave him the power to hold himself up out of the water enough to keep his prick in line with his sister's hot cunt. Her pussy-tunnel put a fine, dry grip on his prick-shaft as his cock slithered back and forth. The way her cunt held him turned him on even more and he leaned forward, fucking her with his prick from tip to balls and back again and again.
"Ummmm! Ummmm!" Helen moaned, her body rocking on the water with his fucking motions.
She pressed hard on her arms, trying to form a more solid force for her brother to fuck at. She humped with her hips, bobbing them up and down and twisting them around and around. Water lapped up over the pink cones of her floating tits and slapped her in the face. Helen clamped her lips tightly shut and turned her pretty face to the side to avoid as many of the seemingly huge waves as possible.
Slowly, Bill began to sink back down into the water. His legs grew tired and so he lowered himself and his sister down into the water once again. He kept paddling with his legs, his hands now holding onto Helen's waist.
The water hit him in the face, too, but he didn't notice or care. All he could feel were the sensations that surrounded his fucking prick. His cock fucked in and out of his sister's cunt very easily now. Her cunt-juices slicked down the tunnel of her pussy and then were lost in the tossing water. A milky cloud of water encircled their fucking loins and then quickly disappeared as their fucking swirled it outward into the churning water.
Again Helen twined her legs around her brother's body and held him to her. His prick was so far up inside of her cunt that even their vigorous fucking motions did not bring it all the way out on every stroke. She was constantly stuffed with prick-meat and she reveled in it. She gripped her brother tighter and pulled him closer to her, discovering that her sensitive clit was deliciously smashed between their bucking bodies.
"Yeahhhhh!" she gasped, feeling a jet of intense sensations shoot up her spine. "Oh, yes!"
Bill didn't know just what was happening, but he liked the way it made his sister jump and squeal. He kept his body pressed tightly against hers and even brought one of his dripping hands up to pinch her red, ripe nipples. That made her dance even more and so he pulled and twisted on the little buds, feeling Helen squirming against his body and his fucking prick.
Taking advantage of her near weightlessness, Helen threw herself at Bill, thrashing madly. The waves that surrounded them now were bigger than ever, and the gasping girl took in mouthfuls of water. Sputtering and gulping, Helen just kept on fucking.
As her brother's fucking got more crazy, Helen's clit was twisted and tugged into all sorts of painfully erotic configurations, The water aroused her further, tickling her heated cunt-lips and lapping at her asshole. It was as if Bill's hands were everywhere on her body at once as the water worked with the boy to bring her right to the edge of orgasm.
"Ummmmm! Eahhh!" she squealed. "Eiiii!"
Bill heard her cries and moans as if from a great distance. The blood pounded in his ears and he kept fucking. His cock moved through the hot tunnel of her pussy like it had a mind of its own, a one-track mind that was only concerned with fucking. His hips jerked forward and then back, moving with unending need and urgency.
His prick-head poked against one side of her cunt-tunnel and then the other. His prick-juice rubbed off on the inside of her pussy but with all the other wet stuff around them, neither of the fuckers noticed. They were bathed in cunt-cream and cock-juice for all they knew. It seemed to be an erotic mixture of their escaping juices that held them up and warmed them with its soothing, sensual waves.
"Mmmmmm," Bill moaned, fucking in a frenzy of lust. "Mmmmm!"
"Mmmm-mmmm!" Helen agreed.
Both his hands were back around her waist now and he threw her away from him only to grab her back. Her body was limp now from prolonged fucking, and she let him do with her whatever he pleased. All she cared was that her clit continued to receive the same kind of purposeful stimulation it now craved and, with her bother's very sexy motions, she knew she was assured of that. Whimpers and grunts of supreme lust came from her opened mouth, and she thrashed from time to time when Bill's prick hit an especially sensitive spot.
"Oh! Ummmmm!" she exclaimed, feeling her orgasm about to burst.
Unwittingly, Bill gave an extra deep plunge just then, tickling her insides and smashing her clit. For Helen, that was all there was.
"Coming!" she gurgled, the water tumbling into her opened mouth. "Ummmgrhhhmmm!"
Hardly able to hold her now, Bill struggled to stay afloat while his sister went through the convulsions of her climax. He felt the sudden explosion of her lust on the outside of her body, with his hands, and on the inside of her quaking pussy, with his prick. She twisted and thrilled him inside and out and his big prick was buffeted and caressed alternately.
Helen tossed herself around on the water, liking the way it kept stroking and thrilling her. Her brother's cock never stopped moving while she came and, as her pussy clamped down on it with a delightfully squeezing rhythm, she was soon joined in the land of extreme bliss by her brother.
"Me too!" he gasped, his prick leaping forward. "Ohhhhh! Ahhhh!"
Helen's legs around him pulled his prick as far up into her cunt as nature would allow, and the load of his jism burst forth. Helen felt it splatter and warm her depths and she wiggled against him, working out all there was to have of his load.
"Yessss," she sighed, "come in me, commmmme!"
Grunting with the power of it, Bill shuddered through his orgasm. Then, as it passed, he hugged his sister there in the water, holding her with one arm while his other hand sought out the support of the pool Up once again.
"Mmmmmm!" the girl giggled, invigorated by her climax. "That was great! Thanks!"
Bill hung his head sheepishly. Now that he had come, he couldn't believe how bold he had been.
"You ever do that before?" Helen asked. "You mean fuck in the water?" Bill laughed. "No, silly, I mean fuck, ah, at all. " Bill clammed right up. "Come on, don't be shy. Yes or no?" Bill took a deep breath and started to answer.
But, when his voice failed him, he only looked up at his sister shyly and nodded. "I knew it! Who? Tell me who!"
"Come on, Sis, let's get out of the pool now.
I'm getting cold. "
"Do I know her?" Helen pressed. "Is it someone from school?"
"Helen, stop it! Let's get out!"
He tried to move, but her legs held him in place. "Just gimme her initials and then I'll guess. "
Bill sighed, feeling trapped. "You don't know her," he said. "She's, well, older, you know?"
Helen lowered her legs, letting him go. "You fucked a real lady? An older woman? Who? Tell me who . . . "
CHAPTER FOUR
The next few days it was as if Bill were floating on air. He'd fucked his mother, and now he'd fucked his sister. He couldn't believe it. What boy could have asked for more?
Helen was pretty pleased with herself, too. She'd actually gotten a man, a nearly grown man, to fall for her. She knew then that she was beautiful, in someone's eyes other than just her own. Fucking her brother had proven something to the girl, something that was important to her and made her like herself just a little bit more.
But, while both teenagers reveled in what they had done together, neither of them was brave enough to approach the other about fucking again. It was as if that afternoon in the pool had been touched with magic, and Helen and Bill were both afraid that if they tried to push their special relationship any further, the bubble might pop and their whole affair-one perfect fuck-might be ruined.
It pained Bill to see his sister around the house, knowing that he had fucked her and could probably fuck her again if he just wasn't so afraid of asking. Sometimes she smiled at him or said something that nearly told him what he needed to hear. But still, he held back, getting more and more irritated at his own timidity as the days went by.
"Hey! Wanna throw the ball around a little?" David asked him one afternoon, interrupting his self-doubting thoughts.
"Nah," he groaned, trying to see the TV his brother stood right in front of. "Get out of the way, will ya?"
Tossing the ball in the air casually, David grabbed it back and stepped to the side. "Come on, you been watching the tube for nearly two days. "
"Shut up!" Bill snapped. "And get the fuck out of here!"
But David did neither. "What's the matter, man? Mom and Dad are gone and you don't even want to go out. You're missing a big chance here, Bill. This is our free time! We can do anything we want!"
"Yeah, and I wanna watch TV. " David sat down on the floor and rolled the baseball back and forth the length of the coffee table.
"TV? we could do anything-have a party, invite girls over, maybe have an orgy. " He giggled at his own naughty thoughts. "And you wanna watch TV? That's not normal. "
Bill tried not to listen, but the kid was getting on his nerves. With a hard-on for his own sister, the last things he needed to hear about were girls and parties and orgies.
"David, just shut up, okay? Shut up and leave me alone. "
David ignored him and wandered over to the telephone. "Maybe I should make some calls right now, get some girls over here. Yeah, wouldn't that be great? We could fuck 'em right here!"
"David!" Bill snapped, his anger rising. The young virgin fantasized. "We could call Sandy and Vicki and Lori! They'd come, don't you think?" He laughed lecherously. "We'd make 'em come!"
He tossed the ball up in the air and caught it with one hand while he spoke, driving Bill crazy. His adolescent ramblings went on and on, and Bill finally couldn't stand it. He jumped up out of his chair and grabbed his brother by the front of his T-shirt.
"What do you know about fucking?" he gasped, frightening the younger boy. "I'll tell you about fucking, dirty, home-made fucking. The other day, after you went off to brag to your friends about seeing your sister naked . . . well, you missed some hot stuff around here, boy. Yeah, me and Helen, fucking right in the pool. Yeah, it's true. So don't talk to me about orgies, you little prick. I got my own right here!"
His anger spent, he tossed David back against the wall and turned away.
Shock plain on his face, the younger boy gathered his wits about him and fled the room-in search of his sister.
Where the other two kids were timid, David was not. He rushed right up to Helen's room right then and burst in without knocking. His sister was standing in front of her mirror wearing a pink teddy, combing her long, silky white-blonde hair.
"David!" she exclaimed. "Knock first, okay?"
He came right into her room and grabbed her by one thin, tanned arm. "Did you really fuck Bill? He said you did. Did you really fuck him?"
"David-I-I"
"Because if you did, I'm gonna tell! I have the telephone number where Mom and Dad are and I'm gonna tell!"
At first, Helen was ready to haul off and hit her little brother, as had been her practice in recent times. Then she remembered that she was a woman now and women did not behave that way. They had more damaging weapons at then-disposal.
"Don't do that," she said sweetly, pushing all irritation from her voice. "I only fucked him 'cause you were already gone. Did you like my little show the other day? I put it on for you, honey. "
David sputtered. This wasn't at all the response he had expected. "Sure," Helen said, getting up slowly and moving across the room to sit on the bed. Still holding lightly to her arm, David followed. "And unless you mean to tell Mom about this, too, I just might do something extra-special for you right now, something I wouldn't even do for Bill. "
She lay back on the bed, her tits loose beneath the soft fabric of her teddy. She swelled sweetly and reached up to run her fingers slowly through her little brother's sandy locks.
"You want me to?" she asked, her tone making it impossible for the inexperienced boy to say no.
"Yeah, sure, I-I-I guess," David stuttered. "Come here then, down on the bed. That's right!"
As if she were acting out a part, Helen kept talking with the boy, flattering him, telling him how sexy and handsome he was. And, as she spoke, she coaxed him out of his clothes. Once she had him nude, she spread him back on the bed, her hands running up and down the front of his body, carefully avoiding the towering pink column of his prick-meat.
"Now, you won't say a word about any of this to Mom or Dad, right?" she whispered, her hands rustling through his prick-hair, just grazing the sides of his hard-on.
"I promise," the boy gasped, feeling how heavy his stiffening prick was.
"And you won't tell your friends, or any of the boys at school?"
"No," he grunted, "nobody!"
"Good," Helen grinned, her hands finally closing in around the base of his hard-on. "I guess we can go ahead then, huh?"
"Yeah!" David croaked, his body tensing as her soft fingers enveloped his hard prick.
Up and down, Helen slowly jacked on his prick. The boy willed himself to relax and prayed he wouldn't come off right then and there. He ventured a look down his body and saw how small her hands looked as they held onto his prick. They were tiny hands, little-girl hands.
Pre-cum bubbled from the tip of his prick and Helen used it to smooth down the sides of his prick and make her hand-job more erotic. She swiped across the tip of his cock with her fingers, never once losing the beat of her well-timed strokes. His prick was hot and firm in her grip and she kept a tight grip on it, lighting up the fires in her brother's loins.
"That okay?" she cooed.
David barely trusted himself to speak.
"Fine," he squeaked, his voice cracking.
Helen laughed musically. "Good. " There in her own room, her sexy, silky teddy caressing her, a naked boy on her bed, Helen felt the real vamp. She tried to look erotic as she turned herself and her wiggling brother on with her sexy hand-motions.
No one had ever touched David's prick other than himself, and he found the concept fascinating. His cock surged up through the ring his sister made with her fingers and the palm of her hand, and David had never felt anything better. This was great! This was the best! This might even be better than fucking!
No, that couldn't be, he thought as he fucked up at her fist. Nothing was better than fucking-at least that was what he had heard. And he knew for sure that his sister had fucked Bill. Now, a hand-job seemed a pale comparison. She'd said this would be special. Fuck! He could jack himself off.
"I hope this gets better," he said, trying to sound mad and threatening. "Maybe I had my fingers crossed when I promised not to tell--unless I get something more!"
Again nearly overcome with the urge to smack him, Helen smiled in her most ladylike fashion. She licked her lips, leaving them with a sheen that made them red and inviting.
"'Are your fingers crossed now?" she asked, tipping her head downward toward the dripping tip of her brother's prick.
David tingled from the roots of his hair to the soles of his feet! She was gonna put her mouth on it! If he died right then, he knew that he would at least die happy.
"No," he said, his voice stiff. "See?"
He held out both hands for Helen's approval. She looked at them briefly and then smiled again, leaning forward until her tender lips brushed against the tip of his prick.
"Oh, God!" David gasped as she circled her mouth and slipped it down over the head of his cock. "Oh, man!"
Very gently, Helen sucked on the tip of David's quivering prick. She swirled her tongue across it, tasting his pre-cum and tickling the underside of his prick-head. She kept one hand around the base of his prick, massaging gently up and back with a maddeningly unchanging rhythm.
David whimpered and moaned as if she were hurting him. But Helen knew that the only kind of pain he felt was the kind that came in the company of incredible pleasure. She sucked on his prick-tip, sweeping her tongue back and forth across the taut skin. She nibbled at the crown of his prick, nipping at the spongy flesh with her front teeth.
The boy's eyes rolled back and he was lost in a dark world of ecstasy, the likes of which he had never imagined. This was his first try at sex, his first brush with the grown-up world of fucking. And, as far as he was concerned, it could not have been better. His sister's mouth was the sweetest thing he could imagine sticking his prick into. He thrust up into it, almost surprised when she didn't scream and pull her mouth away.
But Helen had no intention of pulling away, not now, and certainly not when he came. Although she had not intended on giving her little brother a blow-job, now that it was happening, she would not have stopped for the world. After the fuck in the pool with Bill, she had expected big things from him. But her older brother had turned out to be a dud. She was now plenty hot and more than pleased that her little brother had come around and "forced" her into this.
Her head bobbed up and down, her golden hair falling down around her brother's belly. David felt the soft tresses against his skin and reached down to touch them. They were just as silken as he had imagined, and he twined his fingers in them, relishing their shimmering softness.
Bit by bit, she took in more inches of his prick-shaft. At first the boy didn't understand exactly what was happening. He knew only that his sister's mouth was making him feel hotter and hotter. She kept her lips closed tightly around the shaft of his prick and the nodded, her tongue always working, working. It slithered back and forth and all around the shaft of his prick as she plunged her head down, then rode flat against it as she drew her face back up the lengthening pole of his sucked prick.
"Ummmm!" David moaned, squirming with the incredible joy she was creating for him.
His hand found its way through the curtain of her hair and touched her cheek. He could feel then how she puckered it in and blew it out as she worked over his prick-shaft. The boy was amazed that she could take in so much of his prick. Amazed and very, very grateful. His fingers touched the bulge in the side of her face that his prick made each time she took it into her mouth, and he felt his balls tighten up.
"Ohhhhh!" he sighed.
Helen sighed, too, her little rumbles of passion making his prick quiver. She took her hand away from his prick and held nearly all of his cock shaft between her lips. She ground her teeth into the lightly-haired base of his prick, hearing the crunching sounds they made against his prick-hair.
His prick-head now tickled at the back of her throat, but Helen hardly noticed. Having his prick in her mouth this way was nearly as good for her as she knew it was for him. She circled her tongue around his prick-shaft, touching him in every way that she could. His pre-cum left a slimy trail down the back of her throat and she swallowed often, ridding herself of his juices and her own collected saliva. The taste of him was delicious and it made her mouth water for more.
Her whole body moved as she used her mouth to pleasure him.
When David cast his eyes to the side, he could see her tits rolling around under the silky covering of her teddy. Her nipples poked out, making big bumps in the soft fabric. Tentatively, he reached out and touched her tits, again surprised when she didn't stop him. Bolder, he pressed her tit with the palm of one hand, feeling its firm texture and surprising heat.
"Ahhhhh," Helen sighed, loving the way he was touching her. "Mmmmmm!"
Again her cries of lust were transferred back to him through his prick-shaft. David groaned and fucked his prick into her open mouth. She wanted him. He knew that now, and he didn't hesitate.
His prick slammed against the back of her throat and Helen gagged. Afraid, David pulled back, nearly taking his prick completely away from her. But Helen recovered quickly and reached up, telling him with her soft touch that everything was all right. More carefully this time, David began to mouth-fuck her again.
The insides of her cheeks caressed the moving inches of his cock-shaft with constant, yet ever-changing softness. The boy sputtered, feeling that the end was near, yet wanting and fearing it at the same time. He loved the idea of feeding his sister a load of his cock-cream but, at the same time, he hated to think that this wonderful moment was nearly over. He wanted to keep on fucking his prick into her mouth, filling her cheeks with his hard inches. He wanted to keep ramming his prick into her until her lips were kissing the base of his prick-shaft.
"Ahhhh!" he cried, his arousing thoughts uniting with the arousing motions of his sister to carry him away.
More tightly than ever, Helen clamped her lips around the shaft of the boy's jerking prick.
She held onto both of his hips, keeping his prick all the way inside of her mouth while he suffered through his climax. Her tongue worked around and around, swirling and poking and caressing with maddening dexterity.
"Ohhhhh!" he cried, feeling as if his very being were being shot out of the tiny hole in the end of his prick.
David strained up, his orgasm the most intense he had ever experienced. He'd thought that he could give himself great pleasure with his hands-but he knew now that that had been nothing compared to the incredible ecstasy his sister was now bringing him with her luscious mouth.
Helen moved with him, letting his orgasm take her away, too. She surged forward and then ebbed back and down, following his motions and keeping her mouth tightly clasped around his jizz-shooting prick.
Time and again she swallowed, noisily sucking down his jizz. The strange taste of his pre-cum had served as an appetizer for the main meal of his cock-cream. She was ready for his load, and she wanted it, craved it, sucked it down greedily. Then, still hungry, she pulled on his prick with her lips, seeing if there was any more delicious jism to be had.
David's prick went down only slightly, but he had to pull it away from his sister's lips for fear she might suck it right off. He curled into a fetal position, feeling the blood pounding everywhere in his body, but especially in his tingling prick. Finally, he turned back to face his sister, a silly grin on his young face.
"Wow!" he said, laughing slightly. "Now what?"
He'd meant it as a joke, but Helen didn't laugh.
"Now we fuck!" she said.
CHAPTER FIVE
"You mean it?" the boy gasped, watching as his sister wiggled out of her soft teddy. "I really get to fuck you?"
Helen tossed the filmy garment to one side and shook back her hair. White gold ran down her back and framed her face as she smiled at her brother.
"Of course-unless you don't want to. "
"No way!" David cried, grabbing hold of his sister.
Helen laughed and loosened his grip on her. "Take it away, be gentle. See?"
She embraced her brother and pressed her lips against his very softly. Then, when the boy began to respond, she turned her kiss into a more erotic thing, grinding her lips against his.
David pushed back against her, and, when she probed at his lips with her tongue, the boy opened up his mouth and took it inside.
"Mmmmm!" he moaned, feeling his prick rising to the occasion once again.
Helen lay down beside him, one leg in between his legs. Her thigh rubbed against his groin and she could feel his prick growing there. She pushed down against his cock with her leg, rubbing herself against him sexily while their tongues danced and dueled. Her hands caressed him, one stroking his hair, the other toying with his small nipples.
Giving her brother the blow-job first had really gotten Helen hot. She was very ready to fuck now, her little cunt wet and slimy with her escaping cunt-cream. She wiggled her ass around, putting pressure on her itchy pussy. She wished her brother would reach down and touch her cunt, but she knew that David was too inexperienced to understand the value of something like that. She knew that what she needed to do was to get his prick up inside of her cunt-hole just as soon as she could, for both their sakes.
"You just relax," she said softly, breaking their kiss and easing herself up on top of David. "I'll do the work and you just enjoy yourself, okay?"
David tried to speak, but nothing came out.
Mute, he nodded.
Her body totally on top of his, Helen writhed around, touching her brother everywhere. She could feel his prick bobbing up between her legs as the teenagers wiggled against each other, belly to belly. Helen clamped her legs closed around his prick, caressing it with her inner thighs. Then she wiggled back against his cock, slicking it down with her drooling pussy-juices.
David didn't know what to do. For all the thinking he'd done about fucking these past few months, he had never imagined it would be as good as this. Helen was a very beautiful girl and there she was, his own sister, naked and on top of him. Tentatively, he threw his arms around her back, hugging her to him and making her tits smash flat between their bodies.
Helen bent forward and kissed him again, this time very passionately. As they kissed, the girl curled herself up, bringing her bent knees up toward her tits. Now the tip of her brother's raging hard-on bobbed and touched the hole of her cunt and the mouth of her asshole. Still kissing David, she wiggled back against his cock and caught it with her pussy.
"Ahhhh!" David gasped, surprised by the heat of his sister's cunt.
"Shhhh," Helen cautioned, afraid the startled boy might try to pull away. "Let me do it. "
Rocking her body from side to side, Helen shimmied herself backward, eating up his prick. Her pussy was very wet from the arousal she'd felt while sucking him off and so his prick fucked in easily. She let her brother's lips go, but stared right into his startled green eyes as she took his prick, letting him feel a cunt for the very first time.
His cock opened her up and filled her with its heat and strength. The girl rolled her eyes and grimaced, stuffing herself with prick-meat.
David watched her expression carefully, not knowing for sure whether this felt good to her or not. From the look in her eyes, it seemed a bit of both.
But, as far as he was concerned, this was the best thing that had ever happened to him. His prick had never felt harder or bigger or more excited. His sister's pussy held his cock with the kind of grip that a hand or a mouth never could and he soon found himself wiggling his hips.
By the time she had all of his prick up inside of her, Helen's eyes were glazed and strange looking. She kissed her brother again, a fraction of his prick sliding back out of her cunt. Their lips smashed together, their tongues poking and probing. Helen allowed more of his prick to come out of her, and then he fucked back in again.
"Now move with me," she whispered, her voice sounding strange to David.
Gently, she rocked forward and back, letting just a bit of his prick fuck in and out of her cunt. David moved, too, following her motions and learning from her. Bit by bit, their fucking strokes increased in length and more and more of his prick fucked in and out of her cunt with maddening regularity. The boy felt the excitement she created in his prick from one end of his body to the other.
"Very good!" Helen smiled, laughing slightly as their fucking got easier and looser. "See? It's not so hard if you just relax and enjoy yourself. "
David giggled, too. She was right! Fucking was easy, and it felt so good. He hugged her to him and thrust up with his hips, getting into their fuck more and more. His cock now came all the way out of her cunt and he shoved hard, loving the feeling he got when his prick slipped right back into the warm, wet glove of his sister's cunt-tunnel.
Helen clung to him with her whole body. She was curled up around his torso, holding him with her arms and legs and cunt. Her pussy was held in line with his hard-on and so the boy had no trouble fucking straight on into her cunt.
As they rocked together, she held onto the sides of his chest with her hands. Her thumbs and fingers walked over his pointed nipples, making David feel things he had thought only women enjoyed. His tits were very sensitive, his sister had quickly discovered, and she used that extra tool now to bring him to higher planes of fuck-lust.
"Ohhhh, yeah!" David laughed, totally at ease with fucking now. "This is great!"
Helen joined in his laughter of discovery. She showered his face with kisses, leaving wet dots all over his cheeks and chin and forehead. She nipped her way down the side of his neck, making the boy shiver with yet another kind of excitement. It seemed to David that everywhere she touched him made him feel better and better. It was as if her fingers held a special kind of magic that turned his whole body into something sensual, something super-charged with sexual energy.
His prick moved through the tunnel of his sister's cunt as if it had been there many, many times before. Even David was astonished at how easily he had taken to fucking. It came to him very naturally-and his sister was a very good and erotic teacher. He leaned forward, silently begging for more kisses, and Helen gladly obliged.
Wet, sticky noises came from the union of their fuck-parts and David thought it was the hottest sound he had ever heard. His prick was being cooked by all the heated juices his sister's cunt was giving off, and he didn't mind in the least. He fucked back into her, his ass bucking right up off the bed. His prick drilled into her depths, forcing out yet another wave of her creamy fucking juices.
Although she had intended to be in charge of this fuck, Helen gradually felt her brother taking over. Even though she remained the one on top, David began fucking up into her with more and more vigor, and she felt that he was the one dictating the rhythm and pace of her fucking. But, knowing that this was his first fuck, she didn't mind. She would do whatever he wanted.
She wanted to be sure he enjoyed himself to the fullest and that meant letting him lead if he wanted to.
She kept her body curled tightly around his, her cunt in line with his fucking prick-shaft. Her brother wrapped her arms around her back, further limiting her ability to move. Still, he plowed his prick up into her. Helen wiggled her cunt this way and that, giving his cock a more interesting target to fuck at.
Her pussy-tunnel felt slick and flat on the inside, fucked smooth by her brother's rampaging prick-shaft. His fuck-strokes were solid and true, not at all the inexperienced little stabs she had expected. She strained against him, fucking in a counter-rhythm that sent his prick soaring deep up inside of her.
He fucked her as hard as he could, thinking that she would want it that way. His prick bounced off the end of her cunt-tunnel and poked at the walls of her pussy. Her cunt-walls stayed with his prick-shaft, no matter what kind of twists and turns it made and the boy was encouraged to move even faster, as if he were trying to shake her clutching pussy-lips loose.
"Yes! Yes!" Helen gasped, her cries of satisfaction fucked right out of her. "Ohhh, yes!"
As she wiggled and writhed against him, making him work to keep up with her, her tits were also heavily stimulated. Her nipples brushed back and forth across her brother's chest and she turned herself on by smashing them down flat against him. She teased his rigid little tit-tips with the long fingers of her own aroused nipples.
David sighed, liking that game. He'd never realized that his nipples were so sensitive. Bringing one hand up from around his sister's back, he took hold of one of her spiked nips and gave it a pinch. Immediately he felt his sister jump and he tested it again. Each time he gave her blood-engorged nip a good tweak, Helen shuddered and jerked in his grip and his prick was treated to an erotic bounce.
"Oh!" she cried. "Watch it!"
David laughed evilly. "I am-and I like what I see!"
Feeling more and more like he understood what fucking was all about, the boy tried this and that. He fucked into her with short little strokes for a while, his prick just barely opening up the mouth of her cunt-hole. Then he fucked in hard and deep, filling Helen with his prick-shaft and making her cry out. He varied his fuck-strokes, feeling the ecstasy such a combination could bring. His constantly changing fucking depths kept Helen on her toes and ready to experience just about anything.
Having come one time already made it easier for David to last during this, his first fuck ever. His prick felt strong and ready and he drilled it into his sister's cunt time and time again. Whenever he felt like he was coming too close to the edge of orgasm, he pulled his prick nearly all the way out of her cunt and rested for a moment, his fingers on her tits keeping Helen at a constant fever pitch.
Having started out as the teacher, Helen now felt more like a student. Her brother had turned out to be a great fuck. His prick tickled her insides and his tender hands seemed to know all the right places to probe and stroke. For a moment Helen wondered if this was indeed his first fuck or if he had lied to her. But she knew that he had been cherry. His prowess at fucking was simply a gift of nature, like any other unexplained extraordinary talent.
She hugged the sides of his body with her bent legs, holding herself close to him. His fucking strokes made her insides boil with lust. His cock drew out and then was thrust back in with a rhythm that made Helen's desire soar. She felt thoroughly fucked, inside and out, by her younger brother's fabulous prick-shaft. To show him her appreciation, she tightened the inner muscles of her cunt, clamping her cunt-walls down tightly around the fucking shaft of his cock.
"Hey!" David gasped. "Two can play at that game!"
While she hugged his prick tightly with her talented cunt-muscles, the boy thumped his prick around inside of her. He used his muscles, too, making his prick dance and bob against the squeezing walls of her cunt.
"Ohhhh! Stop it!" Helen squealed, the feelings her brother's throbbing prick caused in her cunt almost too intense to stand. "Ohhhh!"
Thrilled, she raised herself and leaned forward over David's grinning face. Again, a bit of his prick slithered out of her cunt as she moved, but neither of the young fuckers cared now. They knew that they could always start again and make their fucking just as good as they wanted it to be.
For an instant, one of her flushed tits hovered over David's face and he looked up at it. The v nipple looked heavy with blood and her tit was hanging down like ripe fruit on a tree. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. Lowering herself just a bit, Helen allowed him to lap at her tit-tip.
"Mmmmm," she sighed, "that's good!"
Then, all at once, she lowered herself down against him. His face was covered with her soft tit-meat and his mouth was filled with it. Her nipple pushed his lips apart and sought out the warm interior of his mouth.
"Ahhhhh!" Helen said.
Having his mouth on her sensitive tits threw Helen into an even greater state of sexual frenzy. His prick was fucking in and out of her cunt now with regular motions. She felt obsessed by his prick, and his mouth on her tit sent new and different sensations of excitement coursing through her veins. She shuddered and cried out, everything coming together at once to form the great wonder of orgasm.
"Grahhhh!" she cried, bucking suddenly in David's inexperienced grip.
Startled, the boy let go of her tit with his lips and watched the odd expressions that crossed his sister's face. She was moaning and whining, and David didn't understand at all what was going on.
"What is it?" he gasped, his prick coming to a stop in her shuddering cunt. "Helen! What's wrong?"
"Ummmm!" the girl moaned, bucking against him and writhing from side to side. "Coming, mmmm, coming!"
David was surprised. He'd never thought about a girl coming before. So this was what it was like! Excited now, he fucked back into his sister's simmering cunt-hole and caught the last few gyrations of her orgasming cunt.
"Ahhhh!" she sighed, coming down slowly.
Determined now to make her brother feel the same kind of ecstasy he had brought her, Helen threw herself into the task of fucking him. She slammed her cunt down the shaft of his prick and jerked it back up. Forward and back she fucked, her cunt now tighter and more sensitive than ever. Pussy-juice sizzled out of her cunt-hole, and David felt as if he were drowning in it-and he could not have imagined a more satisfying or romantic death.
"Yeahhhh!" he groaned, her antics having the desired effect on him. "Ohhhh!"
Helen felt his body tensing, and she knew that he was almost there. Her fingers screwed around the points of his nips as if she were adjusting a radio. The boy responded by bucking his hips back at her, fucking her with as much enthusiasm as she was using to fuck him.
"Go! Go!" she chanted. "Come in me, David! Fuck me full of your hot cream!"
To have his sister speaking to him that way was the final straw for the boy. He felt his prick jerk and then spray forward. The juice his sister had aroused now shot forth, blasting into her heated depths and bringing with it cries of joy from both of the young fuckers.
"Ahhhh!" David screamed, his prick feeling as if it might be turned inside out by the intensity of his climax. "Ahhhh, Helen!"
Helen whimpered, too, holding onto her brother tightly and riding out the storm of his hard-won climax. She clung to him, holding him in as many ways as possible.
"Ohhhh, ahhhh!" David cooed, starting to come back down to reality. "Mmmmm, man!"
His softened prick still lolling about inside of her cunt, the two teenagers kissed and laughed. David had never seen his sister looking more lovely and, in Helen's eyes, her little brother would never seem quite so young again.
"So what did you think?" she asked, again nipping at his cock with the inner muscles of her cunt.
"Fan-fuckin'-tastic!" David replied, massaging her back.
"Yeah," she giggled in agreement, "I thought it was pretty good, too. "
"Better than with Bill?" David asked.
"Honey, you can't make that kind of comparison," Helen replied judiciously. "But it was good?"
Helen laughed louder. "Yes, it was very good-but maybe we should do it again, just to make sure. "
"Right now?" David gasped.
"If you wanna. "
The two of them looked down at his prick. Already, his cock was swelling up again. Then they looked at each other and laughed.
CHAPTER SIX
In the week they'd spent at the resort, Jim and Joanna had made a few friends and come to recognize several faces. They went out at night with two other couples and the new friendships added another kind of fun to their trip.
Along with their new acquaintances, the Daniels at least said hello to several other people. And still others, who they did not see frequently enough to speak to, caught their attention as being familiar. Many were waiters and maids from the hotel who they later saw at the beach or in the bars. Being friendly folks, Jim and Joanna always smiled at these young people, not wanting them to think they were not appreciated.
During the day, when they lounged on the beach, the warm sun baking away all their cares and concerns, Jim had come to look for one person in particular. He'd learned when to expect her there on the soft sand and he looked forward to it and made sure that he and his wife-whatever else they might have planned to do during the day-were there in position when she came down to the shore.
He didn't know her name and he just thought of her as The Girl. He'd noticed her first one night in the bar where she had served them drinks. She was tall and thin and her long, very blonde hair hung down to her waist. Her skin was darkly tanned, and the contrast between the color of her hair and the rich hue of her skin excited Jim. It also reminded him of another little blonde he knew, his daughter, Helen.
Each day he watched and waited for The Girl to come down to the beach. Every day she wore a different colored bathing suit and every day Jim was sure he had never seen her looking more lovely. Her lithe body moved with quiet dignity and her face reflected the beauty of their exotic surroundings.
In the heat of the sun, Jim imagined speaking to her, learning her name and where she lived. They would talk and laugh and share a drink, he was sure, and then he might ask her if she would allow him to kiss her. She would be shy, he thought, but she would tip her head back and offer him her lips. Then, once she felt his touch, she would become wild and beg him to fuck her.
Jim spent a lot of time sunbathing on his belly, his hard-on probing against the sand. His towel was never far away from hers on the beach and he stared at her, his dark glasses hiding his interest.
As much as he wanted to, he never approached The Girl. His life with her was completely a fantasy one, filled with passionate nights and warm, sultry days. They would steal away together and go places where no one could find them. They would fuck naked in the surf, under the palms, and in the soft, fine sand. His head was always filled with images of her and, as then-trip wore on, those images became more and more real.
Each day, Joanna followed her husband down to the beach. It had become a ritual with them. For a couple of hours Jim would be there like a beached whale and stare out into the water. Joanna usually read a book, her towel spread out under an umbrella. Her fair skin couldn't take the sun.
Being away from home had indeed turned out to be a very healthy idea for the woman. She would not allow herself to think of her son in any ways that were not strictly maternal. She contented herself with watching the other young men on the beach and fantasizing about them if she needed to. Bill was no longer allowed to be even an imaginary fuck-partner. And besides, she thought, glancing at her husband, with the way Jim had been fucking her lately, she hardly had time to think about anyone else.
She looked over at him now, seeing that the front of his swimming shorts were again a little tented. Immediately, she felt hot, too. Although they'd fucked this morning before ever coming down to the water, it was obvious that they would be fucking again, very soon, and that was fine with Joanna. The more she fucked with her husband, the less she thought about fucking with her son-and she wanted to be broken of the habit of thinking of Bill that way before they went home. His head facing straight ahead, but his eyes cast slightly to one side, Jim watched The Girl. She was rubbing tanning lotion on her arms and down inside the cups of her bikini. Now and then, he caught a flash of white, vulnerable-looking skin as she rubbed the oil down onto her tits. Then, white hair fanning back on the towel, she settled back down, wiggling to get comfortable in the sand.
His prick thumped and he swallowed hard. Then, curiously, he felt his wife looking at him. Turning toward her, he looked back, and she grinned.
"Man can get arrested for being seen in a public place with a boner like that," she whispered.
Jim looked down at himself. His shorts were straining forward. Embarrassed, he covered his crotch with that morning's newspaper.
Joanna laughed, reaching out with one leg to give the newspaper a flip with her toes.
"I could take care of that for you," she said sexily, her pussy heating up.
Jim looked at The Girl and then back up at his wife. He checked his watch. She would be going in soon, anyway. He grabbed hold of Joanna's small foot and tickled the sole.
"I'm crazy for you, baby!" he said in a silly voice as he tortured his wife's foot with his tickling fingers. "Let us go up to my room and make mad, passionate sex together!"
Joanna wailed and shrieked. Then, when Jim finally turned loose of her foot, she helped him quickly gather up their things and, in a little run, they headed back to the room. Jim looked back at The Girl one more time before they climbed the stairs back to the motel . . .
"God, honey, that's good!" Joanna moaned, wiggling her ass back to meet up with the base of her husband's forward-thrusting prick. "Ummmmmm, ahhhhhh!"
To Jim, his prick felt the size of a jack-hammer and just about as hard. Watching The Girl had turned him into a raving sex maniac and if his wife hadn't agreed to come up to their room for a good fuck, he might have fucked her right there on the beach.
On his knees, Jim sent his prick fucking into the depths of his pretty wife's cunt-hole. Joanna was on her hands and knees in front of him, her ass-cheeks parting slightly to allow his prick to penetrate her pussy doggie-style. His cock was now fucked all the way up inside of her, his prick-head thumping against the inner walls of her juicing cunt.
While he fucked her, Joanna swayed gently from side to side. Her body was completely naked and her tits hung down under her chest like heavy blossoms, ready to be plucked. Her shag-cut hair fell down around her face as she leaned forward. Then it was flipped back out of her eyes as she threw her head back, giving out a little yelp of pleasure as her husband's prick stroked an especially sensitive spot inside of her cunt-tunnel.
"Ummmm!" she moaned, feeling very good inside. "Umm-mmmmm!"
Behind her, Jim returned her cries of pleasure. His prick felt right at home in the warm glove of his wife's cunt-hole and he took full advantage of her familiar interior. His prick trenched her out as he fucked her with long, sure strokes, touching each and every nerve-ending that dotted the length of her writhing cunt-tunnel. He poked his prick-head this way and that, making Joanna jump.
While he fucked his wife, visions of The Girl rolled through the darkness behind his closed eyelids. She was so beautiful, so young and perfect. He imagined stroking her lithe, sinewy body as his hands reached forward and cupped his wife's hanging tit-globes. He pulled the soft orbs up snugly against her chest and then rolled the hardened nipples around with his strong but sweaty fingers.
Joanna moaned and Jim heard the voice of The Girl. His wife's familiar figure dissolved in his hands now and he held The Girl, held the thin, tanned blonde of his dreams, and fed her all the cock-meat she could stand.
His prick made Joanna grunt as he fucked into her with great force. She couldn't remember when she had last seen her husband this horny. He'd been pretty hot for her all during their trip, but this afternoon his passion was incredible. She braced herself on her stiffened arms and bounced back against him, driving his cock as far up inside of her cunt as nature would allow.
Jim's hand worked around the soft flesh of his wife's tits, caressing and massaging them. To him, they felt young and firm, perky and pointy. They were the tits of a young girl, a girl who was just barely a woman. He used his wife's tits for leverage to allow himself to fuck her harder, deeper, with more urgency than ever before.
The girl wiggled around and Jim moved with her. She lowered the front of her body down on the bed and Jim let go of her tits. Her new position sent her ass up into the air and put a new kind of pressure on his fucking prick. He leaned back away from her, leaving just the head of his prick inside of her pussy. For a few seconds he waited, not moving his prick around inside of her cunt at all. Then, as he had known she would, The girl grew hot and impatient and she thrust herself back on his prick, fucking herself on his rigid prick-shaft.
"Yeahhh!" Jim sighed, his prick enveloped by her fine, tight pussy.
Joanna didn't know that she was not the woman her husband was fucking. She did not understand that the fuck he was giving her was a substitute for what he really wanted to do. All Joanna did know was that her husband was giving her one of the most spirited fucks that they had shared in years. Satisfied with that, she didn't look for any kind of reason. It didn't matter why he was fucking her this way. She only hoped he kept it up.
Tightening her stomach muscles, Joanna reared back and stood up on her knees. Her cunt shifted around her husband's ever-fucking prick-shaft and she wiggled back down on it. He fucked right on up into her now and her back bounced against his hairy, sweaty chest.
Jim spread his knees apart slightly to keep his balance. Then he grabbed The Girl around the middle, running his hands up and down the strong-muscled front of her body. He felt the taut muscles of her belly and then again fingered the pert mounds of her tits. Then his hands ventured down toward her crotch and he massaged the hollows of her thighs, his fingers tangling in the blonde, silky cunt-hair there.
Her pussy was very wet. Jim could feel that with his cock and now with his fingers, as well. The girl was very juicy, her pussy cooking up quite a helping of delicious-smelling juices. His cock was basted in them, his prick-shaft nearly sloshing around inside of her.
The change in the image in his imagination was subtle at first, and Jim barely noticed it. But, as he continued to fuck his fantasy woman, she began to change. First she got younger and her hair a little shorter. Her figure became less voluptuous and her face more familiar. Holding her around the waist and sliding her up and down the shaft of his prick, Jim kept her moving, not really noticing the full impact of her transformation.
Joanna reached back behind her husband and grabbed hold of his ass-cheeks. Tugging hard, she pulled him deeper into her, making his prick-tip seek out new depths of her cunt-hole. Her passion spurred her on, making her act shamelessly. Her husband had not fucked her like this for so long she'd forgotten how to act, and now she was behaving more lasciviously than ever before.
Again flopping forward, taking Jim's prick with her, Joanna enjoyed the straight hard fucking of her husband's prick. His cock never felt so long as it did when they fucked in this position, and for that reason it was one of her favorites. She shimmied back against him, moving with his rhythm to keep his prick moving nicely through the tunnel of her cunt.
Jim's fingers squished into the pliant meat of his wife's ass, but in his mind's eye he was feeling the tight ass-flesh of a teenager. His fingers opened up the little pink hole that his cock fucked into and he gazed down into the hot-pink flesh there. It was brightly colored and slightly milky with pussy-cream. Hotter than ever, he thrust his hips forward and buried his prick back into the steamy darkness.
His prick throbbed, gripped very tightly by this girl's young flesh. Her tender pussy-muscles rippled all around the many inches of his hard-on and he felt their motions right down to his very soul. His prick throbbed hotly. It had been a long time since his cock had had the pleasure of losing itself in something as sweet and delicious as the pussy it now fucked.
"Baby, baby, baby . . . " Jim mumbled, leaning forward and resting against the curved back in front of him. "Ahhhh, fuck it out sweetie, come on. "
Joanna's arms wobbled as she held herself and part of her husband's weight up, too. His chest was warm and sticky as he rested it against her, fucking her now with short, choppy thrusts that barely moved his deeply embedded prick-shaft around inside of her cunt. But, because she was already completely filled with his cock-meat, the length of his fucking strokes was unimportant. His prick filled her and thrilled her and she could feel the wonder of orgasm tightening up somewhere inside of her.
She pushed back tightly against him, rolling her hips and twisting her cunt around the shaft of his prick. Her cunt was stretched open very wide, snapping around the base of his cock. His balls bounced and rolled against the lower cheeks of her ass and she rolled her eyes skyward, loving the feeling of being thoroughly and completely fucked.
Jim wrapped his arms around her slender waist, hugging her while his prick lolled about inside of her pussy. He barely fucked her now. He knew that they were communicating on a level that was above fucking. Their love-making had gone beyond the mere physical. This fuck was something very special.
"Ahhh, baby, way to goooo!" he sighed, his face nuzzling the back of her golden head.
Joanna liked the way his prick was stirring around inside of her, but she needed more than that to bring her off. She began fucking him, since it didn't seem like he was going to do her the favor. She surged forward in his grip and thumped herself back against his hairy groin.
Immediately she heard his breathing start to quicken. His pants of lust were like music to her ears and they turned her on almost as much as the sensations she got from fucking her husband did. Her cunt gobbled up his prick time and again and then let it slither back out into the open, leaving it gleaming with a fine, erotic glaze. Her pussy fucked back and forth, taking and releasing his prick-shaft.
Jim's insides quivered and cooked. She was bringing him very close to orgasm with her sexy gyrations. His body was flushed with the heat of lust. He let go of her with his arms and straightened back up, standing tall on his knees, his prick buried inside the hot, tight cunt of this teenaged girl.
Joanna finally gasped and tripped into her orgasm. She clamped her lips shut, keeping all of her cries of passion to herself. They echoed off the inside of her skull and her whole body rocked with their mind-bending intensity.
Even if she didn't say anything, Jim felt her climax. The walls of her cunt pounded around his prick with a meaning that was unmistakable. Thrilled that he could still make someone so young and beautiful come that hard, Jim felt his prick explode with a passion of its own.
He gulped in a mouthful of air and then held it, keeping his cries of lust a secret. The only sound he heard was her name as it rang around and around in his head, getting louder with each pulsation of his prick. White clots of jizz rocketed out of his prick, jetting forth in time to the chanting of her name.
Joanna worked with him to make his climax the best it could be. Her cunt overflowed with his cock-cream and she could feel it running down all around her cuntal area. She felt awash with his cock-cream, and it made her feel very sexy.
In his imagination he spoke to her, addressing her and telling her of his love. In reality, his wife shifted around underneath him. Jim moved with the girl, holding her soft body in his strong arms. She looked up at him and smiled, her young face radiant with the ecstasy of their fucking. Jim smoothed back her hair.
The day before his parents were due to arrive home from their vacation, Bill couldn't take it anymore. He knew that his sister and younger brother had been fucking like crazy every chance they got these past few days, and he finally decided it was time for him to get his rightful share of Helen's hot little cunt. After all, he'd fucked her first. David was just a well-hung little copycat.
As soon as David went over to his friend's house, Bill made his move. His heart was pounding in his throat, and he was afraid his sister would turn him down. His prick was throbbing so hard he didn't know what he'd do if she told him no. Fuck her anyway, maybe.
He found his sister dozing in their parents' bedroom. The kids had taken over Jim and Joanna's king-sized bed and used it for some hot fucking. The girl was still groggy with sleep as her brother hurriedly stripped out of his clothes. Then he carefully crawled up on the bed with her, his prick hugging his belly like a missile ready to fire.
Helen felt the weight on the bed and reached out sleepily.
"David?" she said, her eyes not fully open yet.
'Ah, no," Bill replied, his voice breaking. He cleared his throat. "It's me, ah, Bill. "
Helen was instantly awake.
"Bill!" she exclaimed. "Bill? Is it really you?"
She threw open her arms and took her brother into her embrace. Bill wiggled up against her, working his way under the covers and up tight against her. Her naked skin was soft and warm and they kissed, holding each other tightly.
"I thought you didn't want me anymore," she said softly, when their lips parted momentarily.
Bill was smoothing back her hair and leaning down to kiss her again. "I'll always want you, Helen. "
Between their bodies, both teenagers could feel his prick getting hard and long. Wet, sticky strings of pre-cum connected his prick with her slender thigh. Helen could feel its slippery warmth, and she pressed her thigh against it, rubbing at her brother's growing hard-on to tell him how much she wanted him.
Bill certainly got the message. He eased himself up, flattening himself back down on top of his sister. Helen gasped as she took all of his weight. Then, as he settled in, his weight seemed to disappear and she held him up easily, her arms hugging him around he back.
Emboldened again, Bill looked down into her lovely face and smiled. His prick was jumping around like crazy, smacking against her pink pussy-lips. He could feel with the tip of his prick that she was wide open and very wet. Her pussy seemed to call to him, to beckon him, and he felt the level of his desire for her go up and then off the scale.
Helen writhed around underneath him, turning him on with her soft body and sexy easy. Helen's cunt was still as tight as ever. Even a whole week of wild fucking with their brother hadn't changed that, but her juices made sure that Bill's prick slid right on in. He liked the way she moved against him, almost fighting him in order to make their fucking as good as it could be.
Bill leaned forward, his curly hair tickling the side of her face and her neck. Humping his long body and bending it in the middle slightly, he brought his lips up along the gently curving slopes of his sister's heaving tit-mounds. Helen gasped when he opened his lips and took one of her nipples in between them.
"Ummmmm!" she moaned, thrusting her tit up so Bill could get at it easier. "Ummmm!"
Sucking loudly, Bill slurped in her tit-meat, pulling on it until it was stretched out and his cheeks were puckered in around it. He breathed heavily through his nose and batted her elongated nipple this way and that.
Pulsations of excitement radiated from the tit her brother sucked right down to where his cock entered her cunt. Helen gurgled with heightened lust and writhed against him, trying to feed him more tit-meat and fuck him harder and faster all at the same time.
The boy was nearly overcome by his sister's excitement. Her pussy rolled around his prick and he felt the walls of her cunt contracting around the shaft of his prick. His mouth slobbered all over and around her pointed tit, his tongue and lips sliding around on the smooth spit that he left there.
His prick hardly moved inside of her while he gorged himself on her tit-meat. The only motions that went on down there were the motions that Helen made, herself. She wiggled around his prick, fucking at it with her hips and then letting her pussy gently slide back down its length. Her cunt felt more excited than ever when Bill had his mouth on her tits, and she worked off her extra fuck-lust by being the more aggressive fucking partner, at least for the moment.
Panting through his nose, Bill kissed his way across her chest and attacked her other tit. His eyes were closed and he worked by feel, smoothing his tongue up one side of her aroused tit and down the other. His tongue went back and forth, comparing the texture fo her fine skin to the bumpy circle of her areola.
Bracing his weight on his bent elbows, Bill brought one of his big hands up to explore her tits, too. His fingers closed around the slippery mound of the tit his mouth had first attacked.
Her fine flesh was slick and his fingers sent out electrical charges that seemed to be magnified by the saliva that covered her tit. Again Helen jerked up, her body nearly overcome by her brother's searching fingers and lips.
While he felt her up and sucked her tits, Bill could feel his prick throbbing inside of her cunt. His cock seemed to grow bigger and bigger, and the boy could feel his pulse in it as it rested in the warmth of his sister's wiggling cunt-tunnel. Every now and then, Helen gave a sudden fuck-stroke, always surprising the boy and constantly keeping his hard-on in a state of fuck-readiness.
His head pounding from lack of air, Bill was finally forced to bring his head up from the succulent fruit of his sister's tits. His other hand covered her tit, which was wet and warm with his slobber. Then, while he looked down at her, feeling like the luckiest boy in the world, his fingers pinched and poked, keeping her nipples long and hard with lust.
"Do you like it?" he asked.
"I love it," she replied, shoving herself up at his prick to accentuate her words. "This is the best fuck ever!"
Bill grinned and laughed. "Yeah . . . "
"I bet it's sure better than fuckin' some old broad, huh?" Helen giggled, trying to make her brother feel more at ease. "You don't need that old pussy, whoever she is, anymore. Now you've got me!"
Bill felt his stomach flip at his sister's words. Although she was trying to pay him a compliment, he knew, her statement made him feel queasy. What would she think if she knew that "old broad" was really their mother?
Helen saw the strange look on her brother's face but took it for astonishment and happiness. She giggled and leaned forward, kissing him straight on the lips. When at first Bill didn't respond to her kiss, she thrust her tongue in between his lips and licked around the inside of his mouth. Her pussy clamped down on his prick and the combination of sexy sensations brought Bill back around.
Lifting himself back up, sadly breaking off their kiss, Bill began to fuck his sister with renewed vigor. Her comment about their mother had aroused new feelings in him, feelings he didn't understand. His mother had been the one to start their sexual relationship and then, just before she and his dad had left on their trip, she'd tried to break it off. Bill didn't know where they stood, and he was afraid to find out. But he knew his parents would be home sometime tomorrow and he and his mother would have to face each other.
Because he didn't look forward to that, he took out his frustration on his sister's cunt. Helen, not knowing what fired her brother up so suddenly, reveled in his fucking frenzy. The long, cunt-stretching fuck-strokes he had used earlier in their fuck returned, and Helen enjoyed each and every one of them.
Left alone, her tits still radiated lust. Her nipples tingled and, as his spit dried on her soft skin, she felt shivers of fuck-lust run through her whole body. Her nipples tightened up with the evaporating moisture and Helen squirmed, turned on by the strange sensations.
Bill's prick tingled, too. He fucked his sister, but he continued to think about his mother. Mom was a good fuck, he decided, but putting it to her was nothing like putting it to Helen. The way the girl moaned and cried out really got to Bill. He looked down into her face and saw the lust and passion there and his prick sizzled. No, fucking Mom was not like fucking Sis and, given a choice, he was glad that he was right where he was.
Helen's eyes were closed and she rolled her head from side to side on the pillow. Her hair was a cloud all around her and her forehead wrinkled into lines of intense pleasure. Her mouth was open slightly, the lips parted to vent her little murmurs of lust. Her tongue came out to lick her lips from time to time, leaving them glistening with a fine sheen of sexy wetness.
Looking down, Bill didn't think he'd ever seen a more lovely sight. His sister was fuck-lust personified and he fucked into her, filling her up with his cock-meat. Then he drew way back, feeding her just the tip of his prick.
As if she were coming awake from some erotic dream, Helen's eyes opened slowly, blinking, and then she focused on his face. She sighed, getting into his new kind of fucking.
Rocking above her, the pointed head of his prick fucking in and out of the clasping mouth of her pussy, Bill struggled to control himself. The lips of her cunt caressed the ultra-sensitive head of his cock. Her pussy-lips seemed to kiss and lick and stroke his prick, and Bill's arms trembled as the boy gathered all his strength about him to keep himself suspended above his gorgeous sister.
Helen, too, was deeply aroused by this different kind of fucking. At first she'd missed the cunt-stretching strokes her brother used on her so well, feeding her all of his prick-meat. But, after she got used to his soft, cautious motions, she came to crave them. They stimulated the ultra-sensitive ring of nerves that protected her cunt-hole and she felt that stimulation all through her body. His prick opened her up time and time again, and she clamped her pussy tightly around the head of his prick, touching him in a very special way.
"Oh, god!" he gasped, nearly seeing his life pass before his eyes.
Helen gasped, too, a half-laugh that came from deep in her throat and betrayed her own state of high arousal.
Before even he knew exactly what he had planned, Bill thrust forward again with all his might. He could feel the fuse of his fuck-lust burning down very quickly and he wanted to go out with a bang instead of a whimper. So he threw himself into fucking his sister hard and fast just a few more times.
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Helen grunted, gasping with his pounding fuck-strokes.
Bill gasped, too, exerting himself to keep his prick fucking back and forth through the dancing ring of his sister's cunt-tunnel. Her pussy was alive with excitement, the muscles rippling and churning. His prick was being fucked and turned on in many different ways as he sent it sizzling in and out of her pussy.
"Ohhh! Ohhh!" Helen moaned, sounding almost as if she were in pain.
In a way, it was painful for the girl-painfully good. Her cunt was twisted and pulled just right by her brother's madly fucking cock, and she shivered all over. She could tell from the way he was really pounding the pork to her that he was close to coming. She drew herself up tight, getting ready for the sexy explosion she knew would soon be rocking her insides.
Gasping for air, his hips jackhammering his prick in and out of Helen, Bill approached the moment of truth. His head was empty of all thoughts, except those that brought him closer and closer to orgasm. His body worked almost automatically now, his prick fucking in and out of her cunt in a kind of blind rage. His balls sizzled with lust and excitement and he dug his curved fingers into the soft pillow on either side of his sister's blonde head.
"Almost! Almost there!" he gasped, closing his eyes and losing himself in the darkness of his own fuck-lust.
Helen worked hard for his come, too. She fucked back at him just as hard as he fucked into her. Her pussy was tense with excitement and expectation. She knew the moment would soon be upon them, and her cunt was ready for it.
"Ahhhh!" her brother finally cried out, fucking her more wildly than ever. "Ummmm! Ohhhh! Helen!"
His voice was tight and strangled, but his fucking motions were as true and direct as could be. His prick shot its wad while the boy kept up with his frenzied fucking pace as best he could. His cock felt like it might come loose from his body and fly right on into Helen's sucking, rocking cunt.
Filled with his warm cock-cream, Helen nearly swooned. She didn't have an orgasm herself, but she lived through her brother's, sharing in his ecstasy and release. She clung to him, holding him tightly and keeping his jerking, sputtering prick deep inside her twitching pussy.
Through the frenzy of their fucking passion, the two had enveloped themselves in a world where only they existed. Now, as reality began to settle back in, they realized that they were no longer alone.
Standing against the door jamb, just as naked as they were, was David. The younger boy wore nothing but a silly grin as he waited for his fucking siblings to notice him.
Still in a haze of sexual satisfaction, Helen lolled in her brother's arms, kissing his sweaty face and squeezing his twitching prick with her cunt-muscles. Languidly, she stretched herself out, turning her head casually toward the door. Then, involuntarily, she jumped.
"David!" she gasped, catching sight of her little brother for the first time. "Ahhh . . . hi!"
"Hi, yourself," the boy said, striding across the room to bounce up onto the bed.
Bill was too startled to speak. He felt like he'd just been caught with his hand in a most embarrassing cookie jar.
But David was not interested in their fucking-he was interested in his own. He grinned first at Helen and then at the sheepish Bill.
"You guys looked great! Mind if I join you for the next round?"
Bill gasped, ready to tell him to get lost.
But Helen beat him to it, moving away from Bill and embracing David.
"Sure!" she said, shocking her older brother. "The more the merrier!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Helen!" Bill exclaimed as he watched his brother and sister kiss.
The girl and the younger boy laughed as they smooched, amused by Bill's posturing. He'd fucked his sister himself, but now he didn't seem to want to admit that she might also be fucking David. Ignoring him, the two rolled back on the bed, their legs entangled, David's hand clamped on one of Helen's tits.
"Mmmm," Helen moaned, one of David's legs held tightly between her own, his thigh pressing hard against her cunt-mound. "I missed you!"
David pulled his head back and tickled her lips with the end of his pointed tongue.
"I missed you, too," he said. "I got so hot over at Tom's from thinking about you that I just had to come home and fuck you right now!"
Helen squealed at her brother's sexy compliment and she kissed him again, their mouths slurping together noisily. They pawed each other, their hands roaming everywhere. The two of them flopped over, exchanging positions, their bellies rubbing against each other. Then, giggling, they rolled over again, this time bumping up against a disgusted Bill.
"God, my own sister's a slut!" he spat, pulling away from them.
"Take it easy," David said. "It's just a little fun. "
"Fun! Fun? You two are sick, and I'm not gonna be any part of it!"
David bit her neck and Helen squealed with excitement. She tittered and giggled, her body tingling with wild sensations of lust.
"Ohhh, Davy!" she gasped.
Watching them, Bill felt sick. He pulled himself out from under the covers and stood up. Helen's smooth back was spread out in front of him as she lounged on top of their brother. David's hands ran down her fine back and he squeezed her ass-cheeks lustily.
Fucking his sister, just the two of them, was one thing-but some kind of an orgy was something else. Deep in his heart, Bill knew he was being hypocritical, but he didn't care. He just didn't want to watch David fucking Helen, and he certainly didn't want to join in!
"I'm leaving!" he said, stalking toward the door.
As he prepared to exit, Bill slowed down, giving them a chance to stop him. But neither his brother nor his sister said anything, and so he found himself standing alone in the hall, the sounds of their passionate kissing sounding louder than life in his ears.
"Perverts!" he snorted, thundering down the stairs.
Helen barely noticed her older brother leaving. Now that she had David back in bed and ready to fuck her, she cared less about Bill. She wrapped her arms around her younger brother, his stiff prick kicking up between them. Kissing him, she reached down his body and took hold of his prick-shaft with one of her small, tender hands.
"Ahhhh!" David moaned, surging forward, fucking his prick into the ring his sister made with her thumb and fingers.
The young boy had learned a lot about fucking these past few days and he owed all of his knowledge to his sister. Helen was the sun in his universe and he would have done anything to please her. When she brought the juicing end of his prick-shaft up against her heated clit, David let her use him to rub herself off.
"Ahummmm!" she sighed, twirling his prick-head against her ultra-sensitive clit. "Ummm!"
Fucking with Bill had been good, but the little blonde had not come. Now she was hot as the sidewalk in summer and she couldn't wait for another fuck to get her jollies. She needed an orgasm now and, as she masturbated herself with her brother's hard-on, she knew that this was just the way to get it.
Around and around she rubbed her clit, pushing it down hard. The spongy end of her brother's prick was the perfect means to her end. It was hard enough to stimulate her clit in all the right ways, but soft enough to remind her that she wasn't fucking herself with her hair brush or a Coke bottle alone in her own bedroom. Now, she may have been jerking herself off, but she was not doing it alone.
Her cunt juiced up nicely and David's prick-tip oozed out a steady stream of stimulating juices, too. Helen was on top of the boy, her legs spread out on either side of him. Her eyes were closed and she held his prick in a very firm grip, diddling herself and him, too.
David tried to relax, but it was difficult. His sister held his prick tightly and rotated it around her clit. He could feel the little button of clit-flesh twisting around against his cock-head, sometimes catching on his gaping piss-hole. Gently, he fucked forward, just moving his prick-shaft through Helen's hand. His prick was hard as stone and his whole body tingled with the urge to fuck her right then and there.
As she got herself hotter and hotter, Helen's breathing grew ragged and loud, and she moved her hand faster and faster. His prick-tip wet down her clit and their fuck-parts slithered against each other, giving her just enough erotic friction. She could feel her orgasm forming and she pressed his prick tighter against her clit, her heart pounding with excitement.
David grabbed both of his sister's tits and crushed them with his sweaty fingers. She was very near to coming, he could tell. His fingers squeezed her nipples and caressed her heaving tit-flesh. His cock felt like it might explode at any minute and he worked hard to bring his sister off before that happened. She was so close! David would have hated to disappoint her.
His prick seemed to be touching her everywhere at once, and Helen was lost in a red fog of lust. Her pussy tightened up and then she gasped, feeling as if her insides had come loose and were crashing together.
"Coming!" she gasped, her body jerking all around. "Oh! Oh! Oh, my God!"
She pressed his prick-head tightly against her climaxing clit and then let the tide of her orgasm rush over her. She was a slave to her own emotions, jerking and dancing in ways she could not control. Her clit sizzled and her cunt-tunnel clamped down rhythmically, snapping closed on nothing but the hot air that filled her cunt.
"Mtnram! Mmmm!" Helen exclaimed.
Her climax took her to new heights and she soared and dipped. Her eyes were clamped shut and flashes of brightly colored lights went off in the darkness. She swayed from side to side on top of her brother, and David's quick hands just barely kept her from tumbling off of him.
Then, as her climax began to recede, Helen was overcome with a feeling of emptiness. Her cunt was still fluttering with the thrills of climax, but now that wasn't enough. She needed more. She needed a prick.
"Hurry!" she said, her voice raspy with urgency. "Hurry, David, fuck me! Ummmm, come on! Stick it in!"
Fumbling, now that the moment was upon him, the young boy inexpertly took his prick from her trembling grip and shoved it toward her pussy. Her cunt was tight and still twitching, and he could barely manage to fuck in. Seconds seemed an eternity for the two highly aroused teenagers until finally Helen felt her brother's prick surging forward and filling her needy pussy-hole.
"Yesss," she sighed, "that's what I need, yesss!"
David felt like it was just what he needed, too. Most of the cum that his brother had shot into her cunt earlier had slowly drooled out while she had gotten herself off. Now, as he fucked into her, her cunt was as tight and hot as ever. Even though he had no one to compare her to, David was sure that his sister had the best cunt in the whole world!
"Yeahhh," he said, fucking into her, his cock opening her up a bit at a time, "this is great!"
He twined his arms about his sister and then rolled with her. His prick was buried deeply inside of her pussy, and as they changed positions, with David ending up on top, his hard-on didn't even move in the tight grip of her cunt.
"Wheeee!" Helen squealed, his move taking her by surprise. "Great! Yeah!"
Once he was on top, David felt in better control of their fuck. His prick blasted forward inside of her and he instantly felt his balls jump. Letting him use her for a jerk-off toy had been frustrating, and now his prick was hot and ready.
His fucking tempo was hard and fast, and Helen moved with him. She wrapped her arms and legs around his body, making sure that his prick stayed deeply inside of her. His prick slithered around against her cunt-walls, not moving too much through the tunnel of her cunt but exciting them both greatly, just the same.
They grunted together, their bodies slapping against one another. Somewhere, very deep inside of her, Helen could feel her brother's prick moving around. The motions were indistinct and muted, but she felt them, and that made her insides quiver with fuck-lust. Pulling with her legs and arms, she hugged David, making sure his prick was buried as far up inside of her pussy as possible.
David flexed the muscles in his prick, making the heavy prickshaft jerk around inside of his sister. The tip of his cock seemed to butt right up against the end of Helen's fuck-tube, and, when he pushed deeper into her, she gave a startled scream.
"Ouch!" she exclaimed. "Be careful!"
"Sorry," the boy mumbled, easing back a bit.
But Helen wouldn't let him go too far back. She wanted him to fuck her very deeply, but she didn't want him to hurt her. Her cunt could only take so much of his prick, but she made sure that she took all she could take. Once again she tightened her grip on his body, drawing his prick back into her at maximum depth.
The heat of his sister's pussy radiated out all through David's body. He felt sweaty all over and his cock began to feel like it needed some air. He pulled his prick from his sister's clinging guts with as much power as he had first fucked it into her.
"Oughhh!" Helen exclaimed, her brother's sudden motion catching her off guard.
She felt as if his retreating prick was taking the first layer of the skin on her cunt-walls with it. He ripped his prick out of her cunt so quickly that Helen lost her grip on his back and dropped back down against the bed with a thud.
The change in pressure around his prick was intense and, David discovered, not at all what he wanted. So he fucked his prick right back into her, surging forward with all his might.
Then, setting up a more regular fucking pace, he withdrew and fucked forward again, giving his prick a more reasonable taste of fucking in as well as fucking out.
Helen got into her brother's moderate fucking tempo. She clawed his shoulders and ran her hands up into his hair. Her cunt sucked all around his prick as it was fucked in and out of her pussy. She wiggled back into the bed, the sensations her brother's prick created inside of her thrilling the horny girl.
Her cunt held the loose, outer layer of skin that surrounded his prick in a tight, velvety grip. The hard, straight, inner core of David's prick moved through his sister's cunt-tunnel time and time again. The boy fucked her with deep, cunt-jarring strokes that made Helen mumble and sigh with pleasure.
Filled again with a fresh supply of blood, Helen's clit once again stood up straight and tall. Whenever David dipped down extra far and came back up to send his prick thrusting into Helen's pink depths, her clit was rubbed by his fucking cock-shaft. He barely noticed the little caresses her clit gave his cock, but Helen felt each and every nudge his prick-shaft gave her clit with an intensity that went from the roots of her hair right down to the soles of her wiggling feet.
David panted, his breath heavy with fuck-lust. He leaned forward, his shaggy head right beside his sister's. Helen could feel his breath against the side of her neck as his arched body continued to fuck his prick into her. His warm blasts of air sent a trail of goose bumps down one side of her neck, and Helen wiggled against him.
As they fucked, David again cupped one of his sister's tits with one of his hands. His fingers fanned out, covering her tit-mound completely. The white flesh of her tit, so light compared to the darkly tanned flesh that surrounded it, was very soft to the touch and David's fingers gouged into it. His nails left little pink crescents and his meaty fingers smeared her pale tit-flesh with red smudges of desire.
His back bent and unbent with measured regularity, and David threw himself into fucking his sister like crazy. His whole body moved, fucking his prick in and out of her time and again. Her cunt caressed the shaft of his prick from tip to base, and the boy had never enjoyed fucking her any more than he did right now. His fingers worked out her white tit-meat and his prick churned around inside of her. The two kinds of excitement complemented one another, and he could hear and feel Helen grunting and gasping with lust beneath him.
To know that he was getting her really hot made David wild with lust. The more excited his sister got, the harder and faster he fucked her. His prick was like a long, pink blur as he fucked her. His prick turned her insides to jelly and fucked her to within an inch of her life.
"Ummm!" she moaned, tossing from side to side, her body on fire with fuck-lust. "Ummm, David, more, yesss!"
Sweat dripped off of David's furrowed forehead and pelted the pillow beside his sister's twisting face. He wanted to give her more, he needed to give her more. His little ass clenched and bobbed, thrusting between his sister's parted legs as if his life depended on it. His cock nearly melted from the friction of his sister's tight cunt and his murderous fucking tempo. But still the boy fucked on. His body-and hers -demanded even more.
Cunt-cream ran from Helen's frantically fucked cunt and mixed with her brother's similar juices. Together they formed a river that drooled from the bottom of Helen's cock-filled cunt and trickled down the blonde-haired crack of her ass. The tickling sensations made the girl squeal and fuck back at her brother with more urgency than ever before.
David didn't know what their combined fuck juices were doing to his sister, but he did know the effect they were having on him. His cock felt cooked in them and they made it possible for him to fuck his sister faster and faster. His prick sizzled around inside her cunt and David clamped his front teeth over his bottom hp, his mind bent by his blazing fucking pace.
"Ahhh! Ahhh!" Helen gasped, her body nearly torn in two by her brother's extraordinary lust. "David! Ohhh! Ahhh!"
Her cries were helpless little yelps and David enjoyed them. He even smiled, thinking that he'd finally fucked his sister better than even she could stand. But then, after he let his control slip for just that fraction of a second, he knew that he had foiled himself. The break in his concentration proved impossible to fix and he lost control, his prick flying around inside of Helen's cunt like a fire hose gone berserk.
"Hoooo!" David grunted, his hips jerking forward to help his cum-spewing cock along.
Helen gasped and sputtered, holding the boy with all her limbs. The warm jism from his prick soothed her insides and she rolled her hips, pumping all the cock-cream she could from her brother's tender balls.
Still panting, the two of them clung to each other, riding out the last of David's orgasm. His prick continued to twitch inside of her for quite some time and her body jerked and jumped, too, sympathetic to the incredible feelings that she knew coursed through her brother's body.
As she had done with Bill, Helen finally stretched out, easing her cramped muscles. David's prick slithered out of her cunt, followed by a white gush of fuck-cream. Then, just as had happened earlier, when Helen chanced to glance toward the door, her other brother was leaning there, obviously watching the fucking.
"I thought you thought we're perverts," Helen said, stretching out her long legs, working out the kinks. Bill hung his head. "I didn't mean that. "
"Sure sounded like it!" David scoffed, massaging his tender cock.
"Well, maybe I meant it then but, ah, I-I-I changed my mind. Can I fuck with you?"
His tone was so sincere, so apologetic that David and Helen had no choice but to agree. They smiled over at him, and Helen motioned for him to join them while David patted the bed beside his sister warmly.
"Sure," she said. "Three perverts are better than two! Come on!"
CHAPTER NINE
Although Joanna didn't really understand the reason they were leaving, she went along with it and helped her husband load their things into the car. They were supposed to have stayed one more day, but Jim insisted they go home this morning. She'd wanted to argue with him, but the look on his face told her there was no point to it. He had it in his head that they needed to get home now, and she realized there would be no changing his mind.
As she loaded up the suitcases and plastic sacks filled with gifts for the kids, she got used to the idea of going home one day early. She felt ready for it. She had come to terms with her feelings for Bill and she felt strong, sure that she would not need the boy in a sexual way anymore. Now all she had to do was work through all the strange feelings she had created between herself and her son.
"Come on, let's go!" Jim said as he rushed back to the car from the hotel lobby. "We're clear, let's get on the road!"
The man jumped into the car and they roared away. He felt more excited already. In his fantasies, the girl from the beach had given way to his own lovely daughter. Helen . . . Helen . . . he just had to see her, to talk with her, to find out if she might feel the same way about him that he felt about her. He prayed that she did and that she might let him fuck her.
His mind aflame with lust and dreams that all revolved around his daughter, Jim screamed down the highway, his foot pressing the accelerator to the floor, his prick pressing the fly of his pants to the sky. Helen . . .
Surrounded by two boys who both wanted to fuck her, Helen felt like queen of the fair. She motioned for Bill to come over to the bed and join them, and when he walked toward her from across the room, she had to laugh. His prick was so long and hard that it danced when he walked, slapping up against his belly and then bobbing up and down. She giggled as she took first Bill's and then David's hard-on into her soft fists.
"So you both wanna fuck me?" she teased, jacking both cocks.
"Um-hum!" they said, looking at each other with competitive grins.
"Well, I'm sorry," said Helen. "My pussy is kinda tired. I mean, you both already fucked me once! But I can give one of you a blow-job and jack the other one off, okay?"
"Suck me off, Sis!" David said, wiggling around in his sister's grip. "My jizz tastes real good!"
Sure that his sister would side against him, Bill hung his curly head in disappointment.
"Nahhhh," she said, "I think I'll suck Bill off. I never did it like that with him before. "
While David grumbled and swore, Helen swung her legs over the side of the bed and settled into the position she had in mind. Then she made the boys stand side by side, Bill right in front of her, his hard-on pointing up at his startled face, and David slightly to her right. She again took hold of their cocks, jacking on them with an equal rhythm. Her fingers were slick with the boys' escaping pre-cum, and she slid her hands up and down their nearly equal-sized pricks.
"What a choice! They're both so pretty!" Helen gushed, watching the cream bubble out of her brothers' pricks. "I wish I could suck them both right now. "
But, knowing that she couldn't, she tipped her head down toward the prick-shaft she had decided to suck off first. She heard Bill gasp as her soft lips parted and then closed again, taking the drooling end of his hard-on in between them.
"Oh, Helen," he sighed, his knees feeling weak.
"Oh, Helen!" David mocked, feeling cheated at not being the first one she sucked off.
Her mouth stretched around Bill's prick-tip, she turned her head and gave her younger brother a withering gaze. Right then, David knew that he had to shut up and play her game or he wouldn't get anything from her at all. He nodded his head in agreement and resigned himself to a hand-job.
The girl used one hand to keep Bill's prick where it was supposed to be-between her pink lips, and the other one worked over the long shaft of David's hard-on. Her slender fingers wrapped around David's cock-shaft and jacked on it with a slow, sensuous rhythm.
Her long hair tumbled forward around her face and Bill tenderly pushed it back out of the way for her. She held just the tip of his hard-on between her lips and she was sucking on it very lovingly. Her tongue lolled around the spongy flesh of the tip of his prick, smearing away the white pearls of his cock-cream and poking at the open circle of his piss-hole.
Her teeth nipped at the rounded end of Bill's prick. She clamped them down around the helmet that protected the head of his prick and ground them together just hard enough to make her brother moan. Then she eased back, turning his prick-knob loose and taking in a bit more of it. Bill sighed and shifted his weight. Her cock-sucking was making him very hot, indeed.
While she sucked Bill, she kept up her constant, measured rhythm on her other brother's hard-on. Her hand was just tight enough around his prick-shaft to let David know that she meant business, but not so tight as to strangle his throbbing cock. Her fingers just met around his meaty prick and she jacked the ring they made up and back, up and back, the tempo never changing in a way that was already driving the younger boy crazy with fuck-lust.
His pre-cum continued to pour out of the end of his prick, but Helen acted as if she didn't even notice it. She just let the pre-cum run down the bumpy sides of his prick and then allowed it to grease her jacking motions.
But Bill's prick she teased and tortured, making it send out more cream than ever before. Helen's tongue swiped it this way and that. She swallowed often, clearing her mouth of the constant stream of her brother's freely flowing pre-cum and her own collected saliva. Just the taste of her brother's oily juices made her mouth water heavily for even more.
"Mmmmm!" Helen exclaimed, speaking her compliment against Bill's prick-tip. "This tastes great!"
The boys couldn't understand her words, but it didn't matter. Bill got the benefit of them, anyway, as they vibrated the tip of his prick, adding new sensations to all of those his sister's mouth already caused. Her tongue danced and poked all around his prick-head and, as her lips slid downward a bit, moving toward the base of his prick-shaft, his whole body tensed.
While her head bobbed up and down around Bill's dripping prick, her hand continued to do the same around David's cock-shaft. The younger boy spread his feet apart a bit more for better balance and then started to pump his hips, fucking his prick toward his sister's jacking hand. Helen automatically tightened her grip on his moving, sliding prick-shaft, but she did not speed up her jacking tempo. Her wrist still flicked at the same pace and David groaned, her control driving him out of control.
Helen was heating up pretty good, too. Although her cunt was empty, it was far from unexcited. As she rocked forward and back on the edge of the bed, her whole body involved in her brothers' pleasure, her cunt was rubbed and stimulated. New waves of cunt-juices came up from far inside of her pussy and cleaned her cunt out. All the clots of her brothers' jizz dribbled out of her cunt, and the sheet on which she sat was soon wet and sticky with old jizz and new pussy-cream.
Down and down Helen's lips went around the tube of her older brother's trembling prick. Her tongue spread out a nice layer of warm wetness that made it easier for her to sink down around Bill's hard-on. Finally, her eyes closed so she didn't even see it coming, Helen felt the brush of the older boy's cock-bush against her sweet lips.
"Mmmmm!" she exclaimed, her eyes snapping open.
But Bill, too, had his eyes squeezed tightly shut. He didn't see his sister's searching look or the moment when her mouth took in all of his prick-meat. He didn't need to see anything. Ah he needed to do was to experience and feel, and that was what he concentrated on now.
Gingerly, Helen pulled her head back and then forced it forward again. She willed herself to relax and allow her brother's prick to be buried in her mouth. His prick slithered against the puckered insides of her cheeks, and she nodded her head. Her tongue was pressed flat against the bottom of her mouth whenever his prick was completely inside, but once his cock pulled back out again, her tongue continued to dance and probe, rubbing against his cock-skin with shameless gyrations.
"Oh, God!" Bill grunted, reaching out and tangling his fingers in her silky hair. "Man, Helen, that's so good!"
Helen smiled, at least as much as she could manage. But David frowned. He looked down at his own prick, caught in his sister's grip, and then over at his brother's sucked cock. Again he felt cheated and he threw his hips into action, fucking at his sister's hand to compensate himself.
His hips were nearly a blur, and Helen stopped stroking his cock. But it didn't matter to David. At last he was getting the kind of stimulation he needed, and if that meant that he had to do most of the work himself, he was willing. His sister's hand still provided a soft ring for him to fuck his aching prick through and he took full advantage of it, fucking his hard-on between her fingers and the palm of her hand just as fast as he could.
With David practically jacking himself off, Helen turned even more of her attention to Bill. The tall boy weaved around in front of her, and, whenever she flashed her eyes upward for a look at his face, she saw an expression of pure ecstasy. She kept moving her mouth up and down the entire length of his prick-shaft.
Bill's hands rested on either side of his sister's madly sucking face but he did not try to guide or rush her. Helen was doing beautifully, as far as he was concerned, and he didn't want to change one thing about her blow-job. Her mouth pulled and munched on his prick-shaft and he trembled in front of her. His hands grew sweaty in her fine, soft tresses and he wiped his palms against the sides of her head.
As David's jacking motions grew more exaggerated, he bounced one shoulder against his brother. He fucked his prick in and out of Helen's sure grip and his lusty gyrations pushed him against Bill. At first the older boy was too involved in his own satisfaction to notice. But, as David whipped his cock and himself into an orgasmic frenzy, the older boy could not help but notice the pummeling he was taking. At first he moved rhythmically just to avoid being hit by David, and then because it felt so good. Before long, Bill, too was humping himself at Helen, his prick fucking in and out of her mouth at a tempo he set and one that she could not control.
"Oh! Ohhh!" Helen cried out, worried that her fuck-crazy brothers might hurt her.
But neither boy listened to her cries. They were both too caught up in their own sexual satisfaction now. The girl had ceased to even be their sister. They didn't know her now or care at all about her. She was not Helen. She was only a fuck-toy, ready and available to bring them off and give them incredible pleasure.
Helen's lips were twisted and pulled by her older brother's uncaring motions. She tried not to fight Bill, knowing that any struggle she put up would only make her situation worse. She even went so far as to try to pull her hand away from David's madly fucking cock, but he wouldn't let her. The instant she tried to take her hand back from his prick, his fingers rushed up and curved them themselves around her smaller hand, keeping it in place and moving with it as it was pounded up and down the shaft of his prick.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" she exclaimed, but no one listened.
As she struggled with them, Helen hardly took time to notice that her cunt was hotter and wetter than ever. Her pussy quivered and sent out a continual stream of simmering cunt-juices. Slick with a new wave of juices, her cunt trembled and clutched, needing a cock to fill and fuck it.
The three struggling teenagers were enveloped in a cloud of fuck-lust that perfumed the entire bedroom. The mixture of three different types of leaking sex juices hung above them like an erotic cloud, and all three of them were high on it.
David grunted heavily. His fingers tightened around his sister's and he put more pressure on his prick, via Helen's wet, sticky hand. The cream was churning in his simmering balls and it felt to the boy that at any moment it might come jetting right on up and out of the slitted tip of his prick.
"Fuck it out! Gonna come. Yeah! Yeah!" he panted.
Their shoulders brushing together with a fucking rhythm that was sometimes one, other times in opposition, the boys worked hard. Bill followed David's lead and fucked Helen in the mouth, his prick setting up a merry pace. His hands on her head now did show her what he wanted and, in her subservient position, Helen had no choice but to obey.
Bill reached down, searching for his sister's free hand. When he found it, he directed it to the hairy sack of his balls. There he pressed her fingers into the soft bag and Helen did as she was silently told. She rolled his balls around in their sweaty covering, massaging the skin that separated the twin orbs and caressing his balls. Her fingers trembled and she worked almost as hard as David and Bill did, because now she was anxious for them to come so that they would let her go-and fuck her.
Long ago her fears had been recycled into lust. Now Helen wiggled in her puddle of pussy-juices, eager for the boys to cream so she could get them hard again and have them fuck her.
Her cunt needed hot cock and she threw herself into getting it some.
Cock-cream and drool ran down her face and dripped off her chin. She rolled her head around and fucked it in and out, doing all that she could to make Bill come. Her fingers twisted and pulled on his hot balls and all at once she knew that she had pushed all the right buttons. Her brother suddenly tensed and his prick jumped forward and then back, rocketing out its steaming load of spunk.
"Coming!" Bill gasped, as if he could hardly believe it, himself.
"Ummm! Ummm!" Helen moaned, looking up at her brother's surprised face from around the log of his jerking prick.
Hot, sticky wads of his cum thumped against the back of her throat and then slithered down into her belly like so many oysters. Helen swallowed hard, keeping her mouth free and ready for the next of her brother's delicious shots of cock-cream.
As he came, she twisted around. The bed beneath her was so wet with her escaping juices that her little cunt slipped and slid this way and that. The friction she created for herself made her hotter and hotter and she sucked hard on Bill's prick, drinking down all the cum that she could.
While one side of her wild fucking started to cool, the other side was hotter than ever. David's eyes gazed at her beautiful face as she slurped down his brother's cum-load, and seeing that was the final straw for him, too. His prick lurched in his grip and, before he could control it, his prick had started to spit out creamy cum against the side of his beautiful sister's startled face.
"David!" she gasped, popping her mouth off of Bill's sputtering cock. "David! Stop!"
But the boy could hardly hear her, let alone do as she wished. His entire being was taken up in the wonder of his orgasm, and he was helpless to do anything but let his climax run its course.
Both boys watched excitedly as Helen's features became a creamy mass. David's cock held quite a load and Helen took the full force of it. She closed her eyes and her mouth, feeling the oozing warmth of David's cock-cream gushing against them and then slithering down toward her chin. Her whole body shook and her cunt clutched with lust.
"Jesus!" Bill gasped, recovered from his climax enough to realize how obscene this was. "Look at her!"
Holding his firing cock in both of his hands, David felt the last of his jizz go. Then, as he was about to relax and fall face down on the bed in front of him . . .
"Hello! Anybody here?" came their father's voice from downstairs.
"It's Mom and Dad!" Bill gasped frantically.
"Quick! Clean up!" Helen exclaimed, wiping her creamy face on the bedspread.
"Kids? We're here!" Joanna called, her voice close.
Paralyzed with fear, the teenagers heard their parents' feet on the stairs. The boys covered their crotches with their hands and Helen smoothed back her hair. But, no matter what they did, it didn't change things a bit.
When Jim and Joanna walked into their own bedroom, the scene that greeted them could not have been taken for anything other than what it was-an incestuous orgy.
CHAPTER TEN
At first the family members just stared at each other. Jim and Joanna were shocked to the core. They could not have been more surprised had they caught their children in the act of murdering one another. This was incredible, an outrage!
The kids remained right where they were, too stunned to move.
Helen had wiped much of her brother's cock-cream from her sad face, but a single rivulet of it remained, trickling down her temple. It tickled her and the girl wanted to reach up and wipe it away, but she didn't dare move.
As he tried to think of what to say to his children, Jim watched that white tear of cum run down the side of Helen's pretty face. He found himself wondering which boy had put it there. From their positions, it was impossible to know for sure. Whichever of his sons had shot his sister's face full of cum had done quite a job, Jim thought, feeling almost jealous. His whole body quivered.
Joanna began to tremble, too. She glanced at Bill, but he hung his head, avoiding her glances. She let her eyes wander down from his red face to his limp prick, which he tried to cover with his hands. The tip of his cock peeked out from below his cupped palms and Joanna's mouth watered for it. All her resolve melted, all her promises to be good vanished. She wanted Bill just as much as she ever had, and seeing him this way was a temptation that was almost too much to bear.
Jim watched that sparkling pearl of jizz slither down his daughter's face at a snail's pace. She looked beautiful with it there-it was like a fine beauty mark. It befitted her and proved her what she really was, a hot little cunt. So she was what he had hoped, she was ready to fuck and be fucked. Her brothers had no doubt fucked her and fucking them made her give up her right to refuse him. Jim's prick lurched. Now that she had made herself available, he would fuck her!
"Wipe that stuff off your face, young lady!" Jim said, trying to sound firm.
Helen's hand flew up to her cheek and two fingers swiped away the offending bit of cum. She brought her hand down, ready to wipe it off on the bed clothes when her father stepped forward and grabbed her sharply by the wrist.
"Oh no, don't do that with it. I want you to eat it!"
When Helen hesitated, Jim pressed her small hand toward her lips. The girl could feel her father trembling now, and she had only to decide if it was with rage or lust. Her fingers disappeared into her mouth and she swirled her tongue around them, cleaning them of David's salty jizz.
During this commotion, Bill took a chance and glanced at his mother. At last, they looked at each other. Joanna gave a little involuntary yelp and held up her hands, ready to embrace the boy-but Bill looked back down in fear.
Locked in a battle of wills, Helen and her father tried to stare each other down. Jim looked at her lecherously as she cleaned herself and then stood, proudly naked, in front of him.
"Now kiss me!" he said, pulling her toward him by the wrist he still held. "You can do that, can't you?"
He pulled her into a strong embrace, feeling her small frame against his. His hands ran down her back and clamped onto both of her ass cheeks as he pulled her upward until her lips reached his.
While the others watched, Helen and her father began to exchange tongues, kissing lustily. For Jim, it was just as good as he had hoped it would be. His fantasies about the girl on the beach all disappeared now and everything he did was with Helen, his daughter, the girl at last in his arms.
Helen returned her father's ardor first out of fear and duty-and then out of lust. Her father was just a man, she realized, a man like any other man. And she understood now that he wanted her. He held her ass up off the ground and she wrapped her legs around his middle.
Joanna gasped, seeing her husband's bearded face smashing down against their daughter's tender mouth. What had gotten into Jim? Was he crazy? That was Helen, his daughter, that he was kissing that way!
Just then, Bill looked up at her again, and Joanna nearly felt her knees melt. He gave her a weak smile and she threw herself on her knees in front of the boy, hugging him around the waist with both of her arms. If Jim had no shame, neither did she.
"Darling, darling . . . " she mumbled, rubbing her face and hair against his sticky prick. "Oh, my darling . . . "
Bill reached down and touched her hair. She nuzzled against him, whispering endearments, wetting down his crotch with her tears. Bill gasped and looked around helplessly when his mother began to kiss and lick his dangling prick, making it swell up into a hard-on again.
Jim tottered over to the bed with his daughter still wrapped around him. He leaned over, putting Helen down on her back and then letting himself fall down between her spread legs. They could both feel his hard-on poking at her through his pants, and then Helen knew for sure that her dad was hot to fuck, not to condemn.
Shamelessly, she reached down and cupped her father's growing prick. Jim's cock had been hard through most of the drive home, and to have her massaging it now was too much. When he felt her take hold of the tab of his zipper and ease it down, the man thought he had died and gone to heaven. Her hands were cool on his hot cock as she jacked it a few times, exploring its girth and length.
Odd man out, David stood watching, not believing what he was seeing all around him. Ten minutes ago he'd thought their parents were gonna kill them-and now there they were, fucking with Helen and Bill!
While Joanna nursed on her son's cock, she hurriedly took off her clothes. She felt like she hadn't been fucked in weeks! Her pussy was seething and she longed to feel her son's familiar cock inside of her. Once she was naked, she pulled her boy down onto the floor with her.
Bill went along with his mother, the hand she held onto his cock with not leaving him much choice. But when she lay down on her back and pulled his prick toward her open cunt, he balked.
"Mom, I ca-"
"Shhhh!" Joanna replied, putting her fingers against his mouth. "It's all right, I want you to. Come on!"
Glancing around nervously, Bill saw that he had no reason not to go right ahead and fuck his mother. It looked to him like Helen and their dad were already getting it on. Then his eyes fell on David, who was still standing in his original position, his eyes shifting from one lusty couple to the other.
Joanna followed her son's concerned look and then gasped. She had completely forgotten about David, her baby, and he looked very lost and forlorn. Reaching out to the boy, she smiled and motioned to him.
"You, too, darling," she said. "Let me suck you off, David, honey. "
Not needing to be asked twice, the younger boy rushed to straddle his mother's face and feed her his prick. At least this time he wouldn't have to settle for any hand-job! His mother made herself ready for his prick, and David fucked his prick into her mouth as casually as if he had done it a thousand times before.
Joanna squeezed Bill's thighs, urging him to start fucking her, too. Reluctantly, the boy set himself in motion, filling his mother's ready pussy with his hard cock. He heard her moan, her noises muffled against David's prick, and he knew that he was giving her what she wanted.
Just as her mother reveled in her fucking, so did Helen enjoy her own. Her father hadn't taken the time to disrobe, so only his prick was naked, peeking out from the dark folds of his pants. But for Helen, it was enough. His prick fucked in and out of her in a rapid tempo, his big, adult-sized prick stretching her little cunt like it had never been stretched before. If Helen had thought that fucking boys, like her brothers, had been good, she realized now that she had been kidding herself. There was nothing like fucking a real man, and if that man also happened to be her father, Helen considered herself even luckier.
For Jim, it was all he imagined and more. His daughter fit around his prick as if she had been made for it and her young cunt made his prick feel twenty years younger. He lost track of everything and everyone around them as Helen's sweet pussy ran up and down the length of his prick, her heated insides setting her father's cock and balls on fire with lust.
"Oh Helen, oh, my sweet girl . . . " he sighed, his mouth very close to her ear, his scratchy beard tickling her.
Helen grunted with the power of her father's rutting fuck-strokes. She couldn't believe now that she'd never considered fucking her own daddy before. The man was a hunk, with a hunk of a cock to match! She bent her knees and pressed her feet flat against the bed on either side of her fucking father's body. This position offered her lots of leverage and made it very easy and very satisfying for her to fuck back against her dad.
The rest that Helen had given her cunt now paid off. She'd gotten plenty hot while giving her brothers a blow-job and a hand-job, and now she was really ready for some hot fucking. She arched herself up off the bed and fucked back at her dad very hard. The man's cock nearly bent in the middle as it fucked in and out of her cunt-tunnel. Her ass no longer rested on the bed. She held her ass aloft and swung it back and forth, in and out, fucking her father for all she was worth.
While Helen hammered herself with her father's prick, she looked down on the floor to see something she never would have imagined as possible. Down there, her mother was on her back, her legs kicked up around Bill's humping back. But what really amazed Helen was the fact that, while she fucked Bill, Joanna allowed David to sit on her chest and feed her his cock-shaft. The younger boy fucked his cock in and out between his mother's ovaled lips and Joanna massaged his balls, her fingers working happily.
More excited than ever about what her little orgy had turned into, Helen threw herself into fucking her father like never before. She wiggled her ass around, adding some back-and-forth motions to his straight in-and-out fuck-thrusts.
Her body sizzled with the power of what she and her father were doing, and, when he suddenly pressed one of his big hands against one of her tingling tits, Helen felt her excitement level jump up at least ten notches.
Jim mauled his little girl's tits, one hand spread across her chest and touching both of her up-thrusting tit-mounds. He diddled one tit with his thumb while her other nipple was batted all around by his little finger. He pinched her tender tit-mounds toward each other, bringing the nipples together so they touched. Then, never missing a beat of his gut-deep fucking, he lowered his head and slobbered all over both of Helen's sugary pink tit-buds.
"Ohhh, Daddddy!" the girl moaned, her sigh of passion a mere reflex to what his cock and tongue and fingers were doing to her. "Ohhh, ahhhh!"
Her tits were soon as wet with spit as her cunt was with fuck-cream. Her father's tongue slid all around her tits and nips, circling them sexily. His motions made her writhe with ecstasy, which only bettered their fucking.
Once he started fucking his mother, Bill grew bolder. He slammed his prick into her very deeply, punishing the older woman for all the strange feelings she had brought to him. He'd felt certain that she would not be fucking him anymore, and he had worried about it. But now, his prick tunneling in and out of her creamy cunt-hole, he did not worry about such things any longer.
Her cunt pulled on the shaft of his prick very hard, and Bill grunted with exertion. He kept his prick fucking in and out of her just as quickly as he could, and his whole prick burned with the friction their fuck-parts created. Cream bubbled out of the end of his cock-tip and soothed their hot fucking. Wet, smacking sounds came from their united crotches.
Nearly overwhelmed with pricks, Joanna moaned and sighed. She tried to fuck back at Bill, but it was difficult with her other son's prick fucking so lustily in and out of her mouth. She swirled her tongue around David's fuck-knob, her lips taking in almost all of his meaty prick. There was no denying now that her baby wasn't much of a baby anymore as she took his prick and brought him higher and higher with her sucking, pulling mouth.
For David, the whole scene was like something out of a book. Fucking with his brother and sister was one thing. Lots of kids did that. But fucking with Mom and Dad was something else! The young fuck-lover thought it was the best thing that ever could have happened to him. And he couldn't wait for his brother to finish so that he could plug up his mother's pretty pink pussy with his own fuck-stick.
But, while he waited in line to fuck Joanna, he had to admit that getting a blow-job from his mother was nothing to sneeze at. His prick fucked into her deeply, probing against the back of her throat. Her tongue really showed him a good time and the velvety insides of her cheeks caressed his prick in ways even his sexy sister had never showed him. He bent his knees and fucked her face, his eyes rolling with ecstasy.
As Helen fucked her father, the base of the man's big prick rubbed continually over the little button of her clit. At first it made the girl so hot she couldn't stand it. Then it overheated her to the point where the only way she could survive was through the release of orgasm. She felt her insides tighten up, her father's prick still smashing her clit down magically with every lusty pass of his mighty prick. She held her breath and then let it go, her whole body seeming to explode with fuck-lust.
"Ahhh!" she cried, her tiny cunt clamping down around the big log of her father's cock with rhythmic devotion. "Daddy! Ahhhh!"
Tears of joy in his eyes, Jim held his little girl and helped her through her orgasm.
Feeling her seizures of lust brought Jim right up to the brink of orgasm, himself. He pressed down hard against the girl, his teeth clamped shut and his mind focused on fucking. His daughter's cunt sizzled all around his cock as he kept on fucking her.
Bill knew the sounds his sister made when she climaxed and now, even though he couldn't see Helen, he knew she was coming. Her cries of orgasm cut him to the quick and, before he knew it, his prick had jumped the fence and was spraying his mother's insides with thick white cum.
Gulping back his own cries of orgasm, Bill quietly came, his prick bucking around in his mother's pussy. The jets of his cock-cream beat against the sensitive walls of Joanna's experienced cunt, and the woman was soon caught up in them, herself. She fucked back at the wiggling boy and then she came, too.
"Mmmm! Mmmm!" she exclaimed, her lips still around her other son's hard-on. "Mmmmm!"
She thrashed around, her pussy tightening down on the already shrinking tube of Bill's prick. Her face turned red and she gasped for air through her nose, her mouth still stretched around David's ever-fucking prick. She moaned in ecstasy against his prick-shaft and, as the chain reaction of orgasm continued through the Daniels family, David felt his insides clutch with joy.
"Oh! Oh! Oh, mom!" he cried, his knees closing in tightly against the sides of his mother's face. "Ohhh, Mom!"
Her nails clawing at his thighs, Joanna encouraged the boy to feed her his cock cream. She begged him to give it to her with her eyes and her body and her mouth. She sucked so hard on his prick that David felt sure she could have made him come whether he'd actually wanted to or not. She sucked him dry, greedily milking down his cock-cream.
"Mmmm, mmmm," she moaned, her noises less urgent, softer and satisfied sounding.
The three of them began to relax. As they came back to reality, they realized that, while their fuck was over, the other one going on in the room was really heating up. Grinning lustily at each other, they disengaged themselves and leaned onto the bed, watching from close up the closing moments of Helen's first fuck with her father.
His pants down around his knees, Jim fucked his daughter like there was no tomorrow. His prick slammed into her deeply and every now and then a stray tremor, left over from her recent climax, rumbled up and down the length of his prick-shaft. His balls cuddled up against the base of his fucking prick, and then the man knew that was all there was.
"Honey!" he exclaimed, jamming his prick very deeply into the girl. "Ahhh!"
Helen moved with him throughout his orgasm. Her motions followed his, moving in whatever way his body desired. She writhed this way and that, working to keep her young cunt in line with his madly fucking prick.
Because it was so intense, his orgasm passed quickly. When he looked around, he grunted nervously to see his wife and his two sons observing him so closely.
Helen saw her father's embarrassment and covered it up by giving him another big kiss. When their faces at last parted, she could feel his prick swelling inside of her cunt again. She giggled, thinking that was the most wonderful thing that would ever happen to her.
"Welcome home, Daddy," she said, wiggling against him, nipping at his new hard-on with her tender cunt-muscles. "Welcome home. "
