The topic of incest is one that has fascinated writers and students of the human mind for centuries. It is a phenomenon as old as the human race and the more we learn about it the more we realize our ignorance.
The reader holds a book that is a dramatic reconstruction of an actual true story. The Robinson family, living in a suburban milieu, thought of themselves as a perfectly ordinary and unexceptional clan. They were soon to find out that they could not have been further from the truth.
Bill, the father of the family, had initiated an affair with Robin, his wife's beautiful sister. Robin was a few years younger than Cora and had always been considered the more attractive of the two. Since her husband was a travelling sales representative, he had had plenty of time to seduce her.
Their affair remained a well-kept secret, but eventually Cora began to notice his progressively longer absences from the household. Meanwhile, her children, a precocious pair of adolescents had begun some sexual explorations of their own. Linda and Jeff were too curious about their bodies to stay away from each other for long.
But a catalyst was needed to bring the family together, to clear the air and make them realize their true desires. Bill junior, the eldest son was due to return home from college with his fiancée. Uncle Larry, Cora's older brother had agreed to come to the house and help them prepare for the celebration.
Larry showed up a few days earlier than he had planned, only to find his sister and her husband out of the house. But he managed to amuse himself with Jeff and Linda in their absence, finding that the children had matured tremendously in his absence.
Bill junior and his fiance Gloria showed up the next day to find the family in turmoil. Everything had come out in the open and it looked bad for their impending nuptials. But Uncle Larry came up with a solution that solved everybody's problems in the best possible way.
This book has been tailored to the mature reader who wishes to improve his knowledge of the fascinating phenomenon of incest. It is calculated to hold his interest and attention to the final racy page.
CHAPTER ONE
It looked like it was going to be a hell of a boring day for Jeff and Linda. Saturday afternoon, after a whole week of school, and they were going to be stuck in the house for the entire afternoon. Of all the rotten things that could have happened to them, this was the worst.
Why their mother had picked this day, of all days, to make them wait at home to receive packages, was beyond both of the children. But Mrs. Schwarz was not an easy woman to refuse. She generally got her way with people, especially her own family, particularly her children.
Sure, their older brother Bill was going to be married in two weeks, and there were a million things to do and prepare. But Bill was lucky. He was away at college with his fiancée and would have to do nothing more than show up and be admired and made a fuss over.
In any case, there was nothing to do but wait. Linda had called up her friends and told them that they would have to go to the movies the next weekend, or go without her, which made it even worse. She could just imagine what they were saying about her behind her back.
As for Jeff, he was missing nothing more than a basketball game, but that was enough. The season would be starting soon and he needed all the practice he could get if he wanted to make the team this year. Maybe it wouldn't matter for him to miss one practice session, but still, he couldn't help but get angrier and angrier at his mother.
Jeff was sixteen years old and Linda fifteen. They had always got on well with each other, although their friendship had weakened a little now that they were old enough to date. One thing they could agree on without hesitation was the fact that they were being given the royal screw.
Jeff thought back to the previous evening and suddenly realized that he might be stuck in the house until the late evening. What a damned drag, he thought to himself. After three months of careful research and planning he had found a girl who would put out for him. Now he might well miss their second date, which was not exactly good strategy.
Yes, that first date had really been something. His father had been glad to loan him the car, an essential part of the kind of date he had wanted. It was nice to pick up Judy in that big late model convertible. She was the kind of girl who was impressed by big cars.
They had met downtown and immediately decided to take a drive out to the woods. Jeff was surprised that Judy wasn't giving him a hard time. After all, everybody knew what a drive in the woods signified. Most girls wouldn't go there until at least after the third date.
But Judy was really something else. It was strange because she didn't really act like a tramp. She was a funny girl who seemed to have a mind of her own. Other people's standards just didn't seem to apply to her, which was something that Jeff could hardly complain about.
"Well, let's go," he had told her. "I guess you've got to be home by midnight or something."
"Don't worry about it," Judy had answered. "My parents go to bed early. Besides, they trust me."
"Shit, you are lucky," Jeff answered. "I have a curfew and here you are, a girl, who can come home when she wants."
After that, Judy had climbed into the car and turned on the radio while Jeff headed for the outskirts of their suburban community. She really was something to see, as Jeff could tell for himself by looking at her in the light provided by passing headlights.
"Mind if I put on the radio?" Judy asked.
"Shit, no," Jeff told her. "Go right ahead. Let's hear what's being played this week."
The radio was soon blasting away at full volume, which made it a lot easier for Jeff to forget his nerves. He had been with a few girls before, but had gone to bed with a woman only once. It was hard not to laugh at the memory of that group scene but he had to repress his chuckling.
Judy didn't look like she would be too hard to get to, but there was no point taking any chances. Here he had a chance to get into her and he didn't want to press his luck. Rather than say anything stupid, Jeff kept quiet, punctuating the silence with an occasional casual remark.
"Do you like the way I look tonight?" Judy asked. "I just bought this dress yesterday."
That gave Jeff the opportunity he had waited for. All during the ride he had found his eyes wandering over to Judy, and now he could look at her without embarrassment. That certainly made things easier for him. Judy was all right, a real sensible girl, he told himself.
Judy was dressed kind of nice, not that she really needed to. She was a tall blonde, with a sharp nose and a wide sensual mouth that was at variance with her otherwise delicate features. But it wasn't her face that had attracted Jeff to Judy, far from it.
Judy was known as the girl with the best body in the local high school. She was tall for her age, with a huge pair of hard firm titties that jutted out provocatively from her slender bird-like torso. Many nights Jeff had pounded his meat thinking about what it would be like to fuck her.
Now he had his chance to get her naked, to stare at her long shapely legs, to get his hands on her big bulging ass. Who knew, maybe she would go all the way with him. From what he had heard about her, it was a definite possibility. It was certainly worth a try, anyhow.
Jeff had dressed carefully too, putting on a good shirt and his cleanest pair of pants. It wasn't likely to make much of an impression on Judy, but it made him feel more confident about himself. Judy was a hard girl to understand, but in any case, that was not what he was after. As long as she put out a little she would make him happy.
The two youngsters sat close to one another in the car and Jeff was hot and bothered by the time they had found a place to park. Luckily, it was a warm night and they would not have to do their business in the car. That was something that never failed to make Jeff nervous, off the motor and turned to his date, not bothering to ask if she wanted to get out of the car. She seemed to know what she was doing and there was no point in appearing overanxious. He had to preserve his cool.
"Let's go," she told him, breaking the silence. "It's beautiful out here. Look at that moon."
"Yeah, it's full tonight," he answered.
The two youngsters walked half a mile into the woods, until they discovered a perfect place for their tryst. It was a small opening in the forest, with a clearing at the center. Nobody would interrupt them there. They could be alone for as long as it took to get into her pants.
"Well, why don't we stop here for a while?" he suggested. "It's a beautiful spot, isn't it?"
"'A lot you care," Judy laughed. "But I guess I don't either. Sure, let's stay for a few minutes."
Once again Jeff was delighted with the ease of his conquest. It looked like he wouldn't have to say a word to Judy. She must have wanted it as badly as he did. Things were beginning to look better and better.
The two youngsters sat down together on the grass, not bothering to speak to each other. Judy was amused at Jeff's attitude. It was nice to be with a boy who didn't make a big fuss over things. Still, he would probably be surprised and scandalized when he found out she was not a virgin.
Jeff leaned up close against his date and started to slip his arm around her shoulders. Judy smiled up at him in the moonlight and returned the gesture. Jeff once more blessed his good luck. She was his for the taking and all he had to do was make the first move.
Jeff gathered his courage and then lowered his head down to Judy's face. He kissed her gently on the lips and was surprised at the way she opened her mouth to take his tongue in. It was a little disconcerting, but he was far too horny to care.
The two youngsters kissed for several minutes and then Jeff decided to escalate. He let his hand wander down to Judy's chest and felt a surge of electricity surging through his body as he made contact with her tits. Yes, they were even bigger and harder than he expected.
Judy never objected to his advances, never made a movement to push his hand away. Jeff was a silly boy, a real child, but he was damned good-looking and seemed a little more experienced than other boys his age. It looked like they would have a pretty good time together if he didn't lose his nerves, something that was always a problem.
In truth, Jeff had little to be afraid of. He had been with girls and Judy was no different from the others. He began to squeeze her tits gently, working his fingers into the scoop neckline of her filmy blouse. Yes, in another half hour he would really be fucking her.
Judy pushed her lover away for a few seconds, but only to unbutton her blouse from behind. Jeff sat there watching her, perfectly delighted at his success. It was nice not to have to suck up to a girl, to tell her he loved and respected her just because she was putting out.
"Come on," he told her. "Take it all off. Let's not fuck around. I have to be home in a few hours."
"Well," she answered. "I don't want to keep you up past your bedtime. I guess I better do what you want."
Judy stood up in the moonlight and started to strip as if she were alone. Jeff was amazed at her freedom. It was intimidating and exciting at the same time. His eyes were riveted to Judy as she began to peel. He had waited a good long time to get into her.
"That's a good girl," he told her nervously. "Don't worry, though. I won't do anything you don't want."
"How do you know what I want?" Judy replied sarcastically. "Suppose you just stop worrying about me."
Her words brought Jeff up short. It was not at all the kind of thing he was used to hearing. In any case, she was naked in a matter of minutes and he knew that it was time for him to get out of his restrictive clothing.
Ten minutes later both of the youths were to the skin. Jeff could see perfectly in the moonlight, as if it were a giant celestial light bulb. He had to gasp when he got his first good look at Judy. She was incredibly beautiful, just like the starlets who peopled his fantasies.
Judy walked over to her boyfriend and threw herself in his arms. He really was handsome, she thought to herself. Sure, he thought he was getting something off her, but that didn't really matter. What the hell, he thought, he's entitled to the same illusions as anyone else.
Jeff got over his shyness in record time. He held Judy against his muscular chest and thrilled to the way her big soft tits pressed up against his skin. She was so warm and pink and soft that he felt like he would come on the spot. But of course that would not do.
Jeff sat down on the grass and his partner was quick to follow suit. She leaned up against him and tilted her head back so that he could kiss her again. Jeff got right into it, crushing her tits in his calloused palms and letting his long red tongue pass between Judy's parted lips.
In another couple of minutes he had forgotten all about his inhibitions. He was with a gorgeous piece of ass, the best-looking girl in the whole fucking school. All he had to do now was go through with things without making a stupid mistake or alienating his date.
Judy sighed with pleasure as Jeff began to work on her body. It felt good to be with a man again. She had been stupid to keep herself away, out of circulation, as it were. Sure, the boys in the town weren't much by any standard, but they were all that was available to her.
She wrapped her hands around Jeff's back and held him close to her panting chest. He kept working on her tits, cupping the big pink spheres in his strong hands and squeezing them so hard that he threatened to take her breath away. Judy found herself hoping that he would not come too quickly, as happened with so many others of that young age.
It was true that Jeff was excited, but he was also determined to make a good impression. He leaned her back on the ground and then crouched over her, turning his attention to Judy's pussy. There was no point in wasting time, he decided, no reason to give her a chance to back out.
Jeff found his finger wandering down to Judy's pretty twat. Her pubic hair was soft and curly, a dirty blonde color, as far as he could tell in the moonlight. No, he told himself, this girl is no virgin. She knows what she wants and luckily, it's the same thing I'm after.
In a matter of seconds, Jeff had parted Judy's legs. He held her by the thighs and started to work his fingers closer to the target. Once he had done that the rest would be easy, but it was always kind of hard to get used to a woman's cunt. It was so wet and hot it always threw him for a loop.
"That's right," Judy told him, shattering the silence. "I love the way it feels when you do that."
Jeff was more than happy to oblige his date. He shoved two fingers into her cunt and started to twirl them around inside, like he was stirring a cauldron of soup. She smelled real nice, he told himself, not at all like that whore we gang-shagged two weeks ago.
"Just take it easy," he told her. "I won't do anything wrong. I swear I won't."
"You can do whatever you want," Judy told him disconcertingly. "I'm down for it all."
That was just the cue Jeff needed. He forced his fingers further into her fragrant snatch until they had disappeared up to the last knuckle. It felt great to do that to her, but now it was time to see how far she would really go. Maybe he could get her to suck his throbbing cock.
"Come on, baby," he said softly. "Kiss it, put it in your mouth. I want you to blow me.
Judy surprised her lover by giving in without hesitation or complaint. In the soft moonlight Jeff could see her lowering her shapely head, could see the soft nacreous glow of the nape of her neck as her hair parted away from it. Yes, the little angel really was going to suck his cock.
Judy lowered her head and started to lick at Jeff's genitalia. She was delighted to see how hung he was. His prick, which was already hard, must have been a good six or seven inches long, and it wasn't done growing.
First she started to lick at the head of the weapon, shooting her tongue quickly out of her mouth, for all the world like a hummingbird gathering nectar. Jeff felt a little out of things, as if she were doing the work of seduction, but he was soon too worked up really to care.
He leaned up against a tree so that he could see her working on his swollen purple cock. It had been a long time since he had received a blow-job, and this one looked like it was going to be the best ever. Judy was incredibly uninhibited about taking him into her mouth.
Judy, meanwhile, was enjoying herself immensely. Nothing turned her on like sucking cock, particularly when it was over and she had the warm salty taste of come in her mouth. It was something that she had been doing since the age of twelve and she had come to think of herself as an expert.
In any case, she stopped flicking her tongue out and began to lick along the shaft of his cock. She would use long slow strokes of her tongue, starting at the root and working her way up to the collar. In another minute he would be ready to take the huge thing between her lips.
She was delighted at the way she could feel his veins throbbing on the surface of his inflamed rod. It was like tracing rivers on a relief map, a real lesson in erotic geography. Yes, she had chosen right in Jeff. He was the only boy in town who wouldn't have been afraid of her.
Now it was time for the real thing. She opened her lips slightly and lowered her head onto the bouncing scepter. It parted her lips and easily slid into her dripping hungry mouth. Yes, she was going to give this good-looking boy the best time of his young life.
Jeff leaned back against the tree and let her go to work on him. It was easy just to sit there like that, since she seemed to know exactly what to do. It was a far cry from his other girl friend's and he was not about to look a gift horse in the mouth, not yet anyway.
Judy let the big cock slip into her mouth and then started to use her lips and tongue to drive Jeff wild with lustful desire. It felt so good to turn him on like that. Men were nothing but little boys. Once you got them hot they would do anything for you, anything at all.
"That's right," he told her. "Just keep sucking it like that. You're driving me crazy."
Of course, Judy did not bother to answer. If he wanted to feel like a big man, like a rapist or seducer, that was his business. She was enjoying herself and that was all that mattered.
Judy began to bob her head up and down on Jeff's cock, letting her teeth bite ever so gently into the soft skin of its surface. His prick was now at full mast and she estimated that it was a full eight inches long. It was hard to take it all in, but that was not going to stop her.
He was being so nice about things, that Judy decided to give Jeff a special treat. His prick was already dripping wet from her saliva, but there was a special trick she knew that was bound to drive him wild. It was something that he had probably never had done to him before.
Judy opened her throat as far as it would go and then tried to swallow the full length of the probing scepter. It was difficult at first, but she had done it before. It was hard to breathe with the big thing in her throat, but she regulated her respiration to the pace of his attack.
Jeff was absolutely stunned by her talents. He looked down and saw one inch after another of his prick disappearing into the talented girl's mouth. It was impossible, he told himself, for her to swallow all of it. But he was soon to learn just how mistaken he had been.
Judy made a mighty thrust and soon felt her teeth digging into his root. Her lips were pressed up against Jeff's wiry black pubic hair and he became a little frightened. One false move in that position and she would have bitten the big thing right off his body.
"You are something else," he told her. "I never saw a girl who could do that before."
He sounded so innocent and silly that Judy had to repress an urge to laugh. It was more than possible that he was a virgin, she thought to herself, which would be a real pain in the ass. Still, he was so good-looking that it was impossible for her to get angry at him.
Judy held Jeff's prick inside her mouth for a few seconds and then relinquished it slowly. It slid halfway out of her mouth and then she closed her teeth around the enormous pole. It caused her lips to stretch and distort her whole face, but the precocious girl knew just what she wanted.
She began to wrap her tongue around the big sphere and then felt a drop of come leaking onto her tongue. She drank it down greedily, knowing that it would only take a few minutes more for him to shoot his load. That is what she had been waiting for all evening.
Jeff didn't keep his mistress waiting long. He had held out for as long as he could. He shoved his prick in one last time and then felt the sperm travelling up from his balls and forming a temporary reservoir at the very tip of his rod. He was going to come immediately.
Then he felt himself exploding. His body was hot and sweaty and his muscles were tight. He left his prick buried in Judy's mouth as he started to shoot. He felt gallons of come shooting out of him but the talented little angel never backed off as much as an inch.
Judy felt the salty fluids washing into her mouth. She gulped them down greedily, wondering just how much come the boy could produce. He came in three separate spasms and then she could feel his passion subsiding. It was a great feeling to have turned him on so intensely. Now, if she had her way, they could get down to some real fucking.
"That was really something," Jeff told her, trying to get his breath. "You are something else."
"Yeah, I could tell you liked it," Judy answered. "Now what are we going to do?"
"Don't you want to fuck me?"
"Yeah, I guess so," she answered. "I've taken my pill for the day, so there's nothing to worry about."
"Do you take those pills?" Jeff asked incredulously. "I thought you couldn't get them until you were married."
"Don't be an asshole," Judy laughed. "There's a doctor in town who doesn't ask questions."
Jeff felt a little funny about being with a girl that experienced. He had come into the thing expecting that he would be the boss, but now it was obvious that Judy was way ahead of him. Still, as long as she put out there was nothing for him to complain about.
Judy lay down flat on her back on the soft grass. It was nice to be with a boy again, she told herself. Besides, even if he was kind of simple that made it all the better. She was the one who was in control and he wouldn't have the nerve to try anything she didn't like.
Jeff looked down at Judy and wondered at the ease of his conquest. He didn't have to say a thing to her. She seemed to be able to anticipate his every desire. It was incredible but undeniable. He had lucked out, found a girl who liked sex every bit as much as he did.
There was nothing to do but to fuck her. He didn't have to come on in any special way, just get down on the grass with her and shove it in. That took away from the pleasure a little bit, but he knew that she would fuck him as well as she had sucked him off.
Jeff looked at Judy and found his prick rising to the occasion. She looked so soft and spiritual in the moonlight that he actually felt himself getting fond of her. Not that he could let himself fall in love with such an easy mark, but there was something different about her.
"That's it," she told him. "Just get on top of me and put it in. Nothing to be afraid of."
"I'm not scared," he answered hotly. "Are you sure you want to go through with it?"
"Don't worry about me," she replied. "You're not the first and you won't be the last."
That was exactly what Jeff had wanted to hear. Yes, the little darling was not going to make any demands on him. All he had to do was fuck her and she would be grateful. It was the first time he had run into a girl like that. She was half a tramp and half a regular intelligent girl.
Jeff got down on the soft mossy grass and lay beside his girl friend. His prick was throbbing on his body and he didn't have to do anything but fuck her. To that effect he changed his position so that he was on top of her, his big rod probing at the entrance to her cunt.
Jeff was none too expert at the exotic arts, but he was too innocent to care. Sex was something for a man. A woman was there just to turn him on, nothing more. If she enjoyed it that was all fine and good, but it was certainly nothing for him to worry himself over.
He got on top of the slender voluptuous girl and started to force his prick into her cunt. Fortunately, she was pretty well-lubricated already, from the way he had finger-fucked her. It was nice not to have to touch her cunt again before he fucked her. That always made him nervous.
In a matter of seconds he was inside Judy. She sighed aloud and held him around the back, like she wanted to drag every inch of his big cock into her hungry body. Yeah, he thought, she's really a hot little piece. I wonder what she's going to do to me.
"Fuck me harder," Judy whispered. "Shove that big thing further in. You're really getting to me."
"Take it easy," Jeff answered nervously. "I'm hardly in position yet. I'll get there."
"Sure thing honey," she told him casually. "You get yourself ready and I'll show you a good time."
Jeff tried to get himself ready, but it was impossible for him to calm down. Judy was only the second girl he had fucked and this time his friends were not around to urge him on and give him advice. He felt lonely and intimidated, but turned on at the same time.
He leaned forward and brought all his weight against the girl, causing his big cock to slide into her hole. It felt great to be buried to the hilt inside her. Now he would be in control, he told himself. She wouldn't butt him with her sarcasm any more.
In fact, Judy did keep quiet thereafter. Jeff was as well equipped as any boy she had ever fucked and it was a pleasure to feel him hammering away at her twat. She leaned back a little and then started to thrust her breasts up toward his gaping dripping mouth.
Jeff took the hint with alacrity. It was no chore to work on those big soft titties. He lowered his head and started to run his tongue all over the creamy spheres. They were as sweet and delicious as they were appealing. Yes, he had been incredibly lucky to find a girl like Judy.
After another minute Jeff was all ready to fly. It felt great to be inside her and this time he knew that he could not shoot his load early. The first blow-job had drained him and he would be able to hold out for as long as he wanted. Things were getting better by the minute.
He began to fuck Judy harder and harder, until he could hardly see his prick entering her twat. Then he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, teasing it with his lips and tongue. Soon the rosy nipples had turned hard and red and puckered. The girl was really something. She liked sex every bit as much as he did.
Judy began to squirm around beneath him. Their bodies were sweating copiously on the warm evening and he could hardly with all the perspiration spilling into his eyes. Still, there really was nothing to see, nothing that was as important as the spasms that were wrecking his body.
"Hold on," she told him. "Try not to come yet. I want to have a climax of my own."
Jeff had read about the female orgasm in his sex education course, but this was the first time he had seen it happening. He held on for dear life as he felt her tearing away from his body. She was out of her mind, grinding her ass into the earth as if she were going to die.
"Harder!" she screamed. "Fuck me harder!"
Jeff was more than willing to oblige. He shoved his prick in as far as it would go and then held on so that she could come. Judy split the silence with an incoherent shriek of passion and then he could feel her pussy muscles contracting around his rigid pounding cock.
It was all over in a second. Judy shouted again and then he could feel an ocean of come washing over his cock and balls. It seemed to go on for hours, but he knew that it really wasn't like that. It was the same way with his own orgasm, as he was soon to learn.
"Oh, that was sensational," Judy moaned. "You really are a hell of a lay. Now you finish up. I guess you've got to get home sometime tonight."
Jeff began fucking Judy harder and faster. He felt his balls turning blue with frustration and knew that his time was not long. A few more strokes and he would be there. He closed his eyes and waited patiently for the inevitable to occur.
He raised himself up a little so that his prick practically fell out of Judy's dripping pussy. She was so slippery with his come that it was difficult to hold onto her. She wrapped her legs around his ass and her arms around his body, determined to have him come inside her.
"I'm almost there," he gasped. "Just hold onto me for a few seconds more and I'll fill you with come."
"Take it easy," Judy cautioned. "Don't try to hurry things up. Let it happen by itself."
Jeff was too far gone to understand her, but his body was doing the work for him. He shoved his prick in one last time and again felt the scum traveling up from his balls. He was just about to explode, ready to fill that delightful pussy with a double shot of come.
"That's it," she told him. "Don't move at all. Just let it go off inside my little twat."
Jeff left his prick buried and then could feel the scum rocketing out of the tip of his prick. He gasped aloud and felt like he could hardly breathe. This was a new kind of sex, nothing like what he had experienced before. He would have a lot to think about that night at home.
Then it all happened. He exploded suddenly and without warning. His prick had turned practically slack and then it began to soften and lighten as his balls were emptied. Afterward it took him a full ten minutes to catch his breath.
"Did you like it?" Judy asked coyly.
"Are you kidding?" Jeff replied breathlessly. "It was sensational. The best thing I've ever done."
After that they had to get dressed. Jeff's parents would have all kinds of questions if he got home too late and he didn't feel up to facing their curiosity. The youngsters got dressed quickly and piled into the car.
Jeff turned on the motor and thanked his stars that he would not have engine trouble. He dropped Judy off at home, after making a date for the following weekend. Now that was fucked up completely, unless his parents found some way to get home before eight and let him off the hook.
CHAPTER TWO
"Isn't this a drag, Jeff?" Linda asked suddenly, shocking her brother out of his reverie.
"You're not kidding," Jeff answered slowly. "To be stuck in the house on a nice day like this."
"Yeah, nothing on earth says that they're going to get back here before the evening is shot, too."
Thus ensued along conversation between brother and sister, detailing the wrongs that had been done them by their parents. Both children agreed that there were a million things they would prefer to do instead of waiting in the house. It was a bad deal and that's all there was to it.
"So what the fuck should we do?" Jeff asked.
"Well, I have something," Linda answered. "But I'm kind of afraid to tell you about it."
"Cut the crap," Jeff answered hotly. "You know you can trust me. Besides, what could you possibly have that you could be scared of me knowing about?"
Linda smiled at her brother and then left the room for a few moments. It was nice to be with him, actually. They got along well enough, even if they did have separate social lives. Jeff had always been nice to her and she knew that he was a good ally and friend to have.
She came back into the room a few seconds later, carrying a small brown paper envelope. Still not saying a word, she opened the envelope and revealed its contents. It was a bag of marijuana cigarettes, joints in her parlance. Jeff looked at her with a good deal of surprise.
"Where the hell did you get that?" Jeff asked. "I had no idea that you smoked grass."
"My friend Wilma sold it to me," Linda replied. "It cost a lot but it's dynamite shit. Let's smoke some. They won't come home for hours."
It took no more than that to convince Jeff to go through with his sister's plan. Linda was a pretty nice chick for a girl her age. This was something else though, something he had never expected from her. Still, there was no point in ignoring her most generous offer.
The two children spoke about drugs for a few minutes. Neither of them, it turned out, had had much experience getting high. Linda had smoked marijuana for the first time several weeks before and Jeff had had it only two or three times in his seventeen years.
Linda lit up one of the joints while her brother put a record on the stereo. This was more like it, he thought to himself. It was damned hard to get grass in their small suburban town. It was kind of weird to smoke it with his sister, but necessity was the mother of invention.
They sat together on the couch and finished three joints before stopping. The stuff was as good as Linda's advertisement and they were soon feeling quite mellow. The music seemed to grow louder and more intense with every puff, until both their heads were spinning. Jeff was filled with admiration for his younger sister.
"Will you listen to that music," Jeff said in a heavy-toned voice. "I'm really flying."
"Yeah, me too," Linda answered. "But it's so damned hot in here. Too bad the air conditioner is busted."
"That doesn't bother me," Jeff replied, pulling off his shirt. "It's nice to sit here like this."
Linda took a good look at her brother's chest. He was indeed a handsome boy and she had no doubt that he must do very well with girls. He never told her about things like that, but she had heard it often enough at school.
At the same time, Jeff was admiring his sister's pretty face and firm shapely young body. No doubt about it, he thought, she's ten times better-looking than most of the girls I go out with. I wonder if she's still a virgin or if some guy's gotten into her pants.
The conversation soon turned to sex, but it made the two youngsters rather uncomfortable. Linda didn't know how much to tell her brother. There was no reason to let him in on the recent loss of her virginity, but she wanted to give him some sign that she was more than a child.
She got up and began to dance to the hard rock record he had put on the stereo set. Her feet were light as feathers and she felt like she was floating on air. Jeff kept his glazed eyes riveted to his sister's body, wondering where she had learned to dance so sensually.
"Take it off," he kidded her. "Take it all off."
"Sure thing," Linda replied. "That sure would be a real goof. I've never done a strip-tease before."
Something at the back of her mind told the sixteen-year-old girl that she was about to make a mistake. But she was so stoned and uninhibited from smoking the grass that she forgot all about it. What the hell, she thought, we're all alone and it's kind of fun to tease him.
She listened carefully to the record and soon was able to match her movements perfectly to its strong erotic rhythm. Then she started to unbutton her blouse, clumsily as a result of inexperience. Jeff was sitting on the couch, smiling at her juvenile efforts.
"Don't laugh at me like that or I'll stop," Linda cautioned her brother. "I don't like it a bit."
"Sorry, little girl," Jeff answered quickly. "You just go right ahead and I'll be a good boy."
That was all the encouragement that Linda needed. She knew already that she was a good dancer and a very desirable girl. She was offered twenty dates a week and had heard the boys talking about her at school. But it was a lot more fun being with an older boy like her brother.
She managed to open her blouse and then slowly pulled her arms out of the sleeves. Jeff watched with interest as she started opening her blouse. No doubt about it, his sister, had a pretty nice set of boobs for a girl her age, easily the match of the girl he had fucked the night before.
Linda stepped out of her skirt and was then clad only in her panties, brassiere and stockings. She was a tall girl with long red hair and a body that the other girls at school could not help but envy. She was also somewhat of an exhibitionist, particularly when she was high.
Linda reached behind her back, causing her tits to protrude even more than usual. She felt kind of funny taking off her clothing in front of her brother, but it was a challenge she could not resist. If she stopped now he would think of her as an immature child.
The bra soon fell down to her feet and she started to work on her panty hose. Her black lace panties were the last garment to go, leaving her naked in the middle of the living room floor. Once she was nude, all her former embarrassment melted away.
"Now you take off your clothing," she told him. "It's not fair for me to be the only one who strips."
"All right," Jeff answered. "It seems kind of stupid, but if it makes you happy it's cool."
Then he got up and removed his clothing without ceremony. In a matter of minutes the two youngsters were stripped to the skin, facing each other and not knowing what to do. Jeff began to regret all the grass he had smoked. His mind was terribly confused and incoherent.
"That's nice," Linda told him. "You really are the handsomest boy at school. I knew you were."
"You're not bad yourself," Jeff answered. "You've grown up a lot in the last year."
"Why don't we dance," Linda replied, ignoring the compliment. "I've never danced in the nude."
Her comment caused her brother to laugh but it didn't take him long to get into the swing of things. What the fuck he thought, we've nothing to lose. Besides, everything's fun when you're high on grass. It was a million times better than getting drunk, a thousand times more subtle.
The youngsters stood two feet apart and began to sway to the exotic beat of the music. Soon they were flinging their bodies across the room, moving wildly and without inhibition. Jeff was again convinced of his sister's worth. She had come a long way in a short time.
"Let's sit down for a while," he advised. "I'm tired as shit and it's too fucking hot in here."
The two children parked themselves on the couch, no longer self-conscious about their nudity. The telephone rang and Jeff answered it, only to find out that the packages for his brother's wedding would not arrive for another two hours. Thus, they had a lot of free time on their hands.
Before he knew what was happening, Jeff found that he had slipped his arm around his sister's shoulder. It was nice to have her leaning against him like that and he was tar more relaxed than he had been with other girls. And he could always tell himself that his intentions were good.
"Kiss me," Linda implored him. "Come on and do it."
"Are you nuts or something?" Jeff replied. "What the hell do you want to do that for?"
"Oh, we'll just do it for a while and then stop. Come on, nothing terrible is going to happen."
Jeff shrugged his athletic shoulders and prepared to do his sister's bidding. She was a strange girl, but the grass had affected his mind to the point where it seemed quite normal for them to make out. Not once did he think he would later regret his actions.
Jeff lowered his head and planted a kiss on his sister's rouged lips. He was quite surprised when she answered the gesture by opening her mouth and taking his tongue in, but he was too worked up to care. He had had a long night with Judy and was still raring to go.
The two siblings kissed for a few minutes and Jeff could feel his hands wandering down to Linda's tits. She really was built, he thought to himself, and there was nothing wrong with stealing a quick feel. Besides, it was just what she seemed to want him to do.
Jeff held the soft globe in his hand and started to work on his sister's broad pink nipples. They grew hard and red and puckered under his insistent manipulations but that turned him on all the more. She never tried to stop him, which made things all the more easy. He knew that he was in for a long afternoon.
Soon the two youngsters were lying side by side on the overstuffed couch, kissing and exploring their bodies. Jeff thought that his sister was incredibly desirable and wondered why he had never noticed it before. Sure, they had played doctor when they were children, but he had not laid a hand on her gorgeous body in over five years.
Jeff slid off the couch and dropped to his knees before his sister. He had never done it before, but now he had an irresistible urge to eat out her pussy. He spread her legs with his strong hands and immediately aimed his tongue at the open slit of her dripping vagina.
"That feels nice," she told him. "But don't do it yet. First I want you to lick my clitoris."
"What the hell is that?" Jeff asked.
"You know, that little thing at the top of my cunt. It always gets me real hot when a boy touches it."
It was new to Jeff but struck him as altogether desirable. Linda's cunt smelled as sweet and fresh as a field of hay and there was no reason for him not to try and please her. After all, if he did what she wanted she would be duty bound to return the favor.
Linda sighed with ecstasy as her brother started to work on her tiny pink clitty. It struck her as rather strange to be doing such things with Jeff, but as long as he didn't say anything about it she was willing to remain silent. Besides, their parents would never figure out a thing.
Jeff found the taste of his sister's twat absolutely fascinating. He licked all around her vulva and clitoris until he could feel her juices flowing all over his cheeks. She was getting hotter by the minute, literally as well as figuratively in the hot summer mid-day air.
He shoved his tongue into her vulva, no longer satisfied to play with her clitoris. The little button had turned hard and swollen which only added to his sense of accomplishment. Now he could get down to serious business, to show her how experienced and sophisticated he was in making love.
The record ended but neither child bothered to get up and put on another. Linda was slumped back in the couch, with her legs wrapped around Jeff's shoulders. He had his face pressed between her legs and was forcing his tongue into her twat like his life depended on it.
"That's it," she told him. "Shove it in as far as you can. You're really turning me on."
"Don't worry about it," Jeff told her, pulling his head away for a second. "I know what I'm doing. Do you think you're the first girl I ever did this to?"
Linda had her own ideas on the subject, but kept her mouth shut. There was no reason to alienate her big brother when he was showing her such a good time. Soon enough she would have a chance to show him her own talents, as soon as she had had an orgasm. And she knew that that was going to happen in a matter of minutes.
Jeff got back to work on his sister, delighted at how easy it was to turn her on. Linda made a nice contrast with Judy, who had been so imperious and superior in her attitude. Now he was the boss and there was no doubt about it. His sister had probably never been with a boy before, and she had certainly never gone this far, in any case.
It felt good to have his tongue in her pussy. It had been kind of strange at first, but he had accustomed himself to the strong salty taste and found it delightful. He knew that she would come pretty soon as long as he continued to ream out her dripping quim with his tongue.
A few minutes later, Linda began to moan uncontrollably. It scared her brother at first but he soon realized that he had to do nothing more than wait. Sure enough, in another few seconds he could feel an ocean of hot bubbling pussy juice pouring into his gaping mouth.
He held onto her by the hips and would not let go of Linda until he had swallowed the last drop of her come. It tasted better than he had expected and it made his entire body warm. Then he pulled his head away and looked at his sister in a smug and self-important way.
"Pretty good, huh?" he asked rhetorically. "I'll bet you didn't know I knew that much about sex."
"I sure didn't," Linda replied. "Now let me do something for you. Do you want me to suck your cock?"
"No, Linda," he quickly answered. "Why don't we fuck instead, if you're not a virgin, that is."
"I didn't want to tell you about that," she stated, "but I guess you'd find out sooner or later."
"You mean you have fucked guys?" Jeff asked. "When did all that happen? Tell me about it."
Linda told her brother as little as. possible, figuring that it would be best to have some secrets from him. She refused to confess the name of her seducer, but it was quite easy to get around Jeff's suspicions. He wanted her too badly to mess up his chances with a lot of questions.
"Are you sure we should do this?" she asked. "I mean it seems kind of sick and perverted."
"That's bullshit," Jeff answered. "I'll be going away to college after the summer, so there's nothing to worry about. Besides, we both want to do it, don't we?"
Linda had no answer to her brother's request other than to go along with it. She shrugged her pretty shoulders and then got up to go into the bedroom. They had to play it cagey with their parents and she wanted to be sure that they would not mess up the living room in their passion.
Jeff followed Linda into the bedroom, unable to take his eyes off her bouncing buttocks. She really was beautiful and he began to think back to all the times he had desired her magnificent little body. Now it was his for the asking and he would have been a fool to pass it up.
They lay down on the bed together and then started to kiss again. Jeff felt his sister's hands playing with his limp prick and knew that they had reached the point of no return. It was now or never in his confused mind.
He told Linda to lay flat on her back with a pillow under her ass to ease and facilitate his entry. She obeyed him immediately, thinking that he had a lot more experience than she did. By this point she was dying for him to fuck her and give her another passionate orgasm.
"Don't hurt me," she pleaded softly. "I told you that I only fucked once before this."
"I'll go easy," Jeff conceded. "But it's going to be hard to control myself once I get inside you."
So saying, he draped his own body over his sister's slender form. She was so soft and fresh and beautiful that he thought he would come on the spot. But first he had to fuck her properly just to show her that he was a real man. He had to make a good impression on her.
He found himself wondering about incest, thinking it was really as evil as he had heard. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with fucking his sister. She was beautiful and horny and she found him attractive. Besides, they were all alone and she knew how to keep a secret.
Thus, there was no reason on earth not to fuck her. He would have his fun for a few weeks and then go to college. She would graduate after that and then go to a school of her own. It might be years before they had another similar opportunity and he didn't want to waste this one.
The tall athletic lad then positioned himself on top of his beautiful younger sister. He leaned his weight against her and held his prick in his right hand, guiding it inexorably toward the opening of her vulva. He didn't think that it would be too hard to get it into her.
Linda was already lubricated from the way he had eaten out her pussy. She sighed with relief as his prick entered her twat. It was much larger than the only other cock she had serviced, but at least she was no longer a virgin. There was no blood and only a minimum of discomfort.
"That's it," she told him. "It doesn't hurt. I love the way it fills me up inside."
Jeff ignored his sister, concentrating only on working his cock deeper and deeper into her clinging pussy. Soon the big thing was buried to the hilt and he could feel her cunt muscles contract around it. Yes, she was twice as desirable as Judy had been.
"Just relax," he told her. "You're doing great but you're so tight I have to work to get it into you."
"I don't care," Linda answered. "I love you, Jeff, and you can do whatever the fuck you want with me."
That was all the encouragement that the passionate youth needed. He pressed his body against his sister and began to move his prick around inside her, using short circular strokes, knowing that the rotary motion would make it easier for him to get in later when he was ready to come.
Then he began to work harder, realizing that there was no need to be gentle with his sister. After all, she was no virgin and nobody had forced her to go to bed with him in the first place. If it hurt her or made her uncomfortable, that was her problem, not his.
He raised himself up onto his palms, so that all his weight was concentrated on his midsection. That way he could go in even deeper while Linda could not move a muscle. That was the way he had always liked to fuck, since it kept the girl from controlling things too much.
In that position his cock was soon buried to the hilt and he was able to look down and observe the changing expressions on his sister's beautiful face. Also, he could see her breasts bouncing and quivering with passion, something that turned him on all the more.
He began to thrust forward with his hips, having made the discovery that he did not have to use his whole body to fuck a girl. This way he could go for a lot longer, controlling the pace and deciding when to come. He was learning more about sex every minute they spent together.
Once again, Linda was the first to come. She began to moan again and this time her brother knew exactly what to expect. He left his prick buried inside her and stopped moving so that he could feel her pussy contracting around his huge and tumid male organ. Yes, she certainly was an easy girl to satisfy, he thought.
Linda threw her head back and closed her eyes, wanting no distractions at all. She groaned aloud and then felt all her muscles stiffening in anticipation of her climax. Then it happened, with no warning at all.
Her muscles relaxed as quickly as they had tightened and she felt three separate spasms of lust wracking her hot little body. She produced a lot of pussy juice, which ran down her brother's stiff prick and soaked into his balls. She was so tired that she could hardly move.
"Come on," he urged her. "I'm almost there myself. Don't be a selfish little bitch."
"I'm sorry," she answered sincerely. "It's just that I don't really know what to do."
"Just move your ass and you'll see what happens," he told her. "I'm almost ready to shoot."
"Are you going to do it inside me?" she asked worriedly. "I don't want you to get me pregnant."
Jeff said a few words to reassure the girl and then continued his passionate assault. It was something to think about later, but for the moment he had but one concern. He was like a madman, sweating profusely and thinking of nothing but the satisfaction of his lust.
It didn't take much longer for him to come. Jeff continued to fuck his sister, moving so fast that he could hardly see his prick entering and leaving her tight little snatch. Now it was only a matter of time.
He shoved his prick in one last time and then felt himself erupting from within. He left his prick inside her as the come rocketed out of him with the force of a cannon salvo. Then it was all over and he lay on top of her, too tired to pull his prick out of her cunt.
Jeff was surprised to feel that his prick was still hard as a rock. That had never happened to him before, and he attributed it to his sister's technique and to the way the grass had got him stoned. Still, there was only one thing to do with the enraged weapon.
"Turn over," he told her huskily. "I want to fuck you from behind, right in your twat."
"Can you do it that way?" she asked.
"Of course, you dummy," Jeff answered. "Just get down on your hands and knees and I'll show you."
Linda was quick to follow her brother's commands. He had shown her a good time up to that point and there was no reason not to think that he would continue to do so. Her cunt was dry and chafed but she knew that it would water again as soon as he was inside her.
Jeff looked at his sister and could not get over how gorgeous she had become. In the new position he could see her wide-open rosebud asshole as well as the dripping cunt that peeked out from under her buttocks. Now he was fully erect again, as horny as he had ever been, dying to force his swollen prick into her tight little channel.
Without wasting any time, he knelt down behind the girl on the bed, finding it difficult to maintain his balance. He was tired and sweaty and his prick felt like it had been through a wringer, but that was not about to stop him. Who knew when they would have a chance to fuck again.
He parted Linda's creamy buttocks with his hands, marveling at how soft and transparent her skin was. It was nice to be with a girl that young and even better if she happened to be your sister. He began to laugh to himself thinking about what his parents would say and look like if they walked into the room at that moment.
But fortunately for the young lovers, the parents were forty miles away, picking out the furnishings for their oldest son's wedding. Nothing stood between Jeff and the gratification of his secret desires. All he had to do was stuff his big prick into his sister's little snatch.
Jeff leaned his body against Linda's ass and began to guide his prick home with his trembling hands. Soon the first few inches were inside her cunt and he was able to force the bolt home. Now he could fuck her just like he had always wanted to do it.
It felt good to be behind her like that, in complete command. He could shove it in as hard or soft as he wanted and there was not a thing she could do to him for it. He took it easy at first, leaving his prick buried up to the hilt and withdrawing it no more than halfway.
He soon discovered that it was far better just to slam it into her without refinements. That way he could think of his own pleasure and she could take care of her own needs. After all, the hot little bitch had come twice already and hardly needed his help for a third time.
It felt so good to be fucking her from behind that he started to play with Linda's buttocks, squeezing them in his hands so that he had an extra channel to fuck. It was nice to go between her dry buttocks and then shoot the bolt home, right into her dripping cunt.
Linda seemed to love everything that he did to her. Her cunt was wet again and it was easy for him to continue fucking her at his own fast pace. It was only a matter of time now before he again fired his salvo.
"Go easy," she whispered. "You're killing me.
"It'll be over in a second," he told her. "Just lay there and take it like a woman."
Jeff was as good as his word. He forced his prick in again and left it buried, knowing that his time had come. Then his prick exploded of its own volition, shooting gallons of come into the welcoming channel.
Jeff pulled his prick out immediately, thinking that it was about time for him to get dressed. The package was due to arrive soon and he didn't want to go to the door in his underwear, covered with sweat. He said as much to his sister, who seemed rather disappointed.
"I know," he told her. "I'd like to fuck you again, but we can't afford to take the chance."
"That's bullshit," Linda answered hotly. "They won't be here for another half hour."
"Look, we're not going to do it again and that's that," Jeff answered. "I don't care what you want."
Linda looked at her brother with barely disguised hatred. It was cruel of him to turn her on and then leave her unsatisfied but there was no way she knew to get him to fuck her again. She turned over on the bed and refused to speak to him, thinking that would be ample punishment.
At that moment, the doorbell rang. Jeff groaned aloud and pulled on a bathrobe. He was sweaty enough to look like he had just emerged from the shower. Besides, the delivery boy would be in no way suspicious. In any case, he wouldn't be able to prove a thing.
CHAPTER THREE
Jeff tied the bathrobe's cord around his waist and hurried to answer the door. It would have been better if he had had a chance to clean up a little, but maybe it wouldn't matter. He would take the package without letting the delivery boy into the house at all.
Jeff opened the door a crack and was surprised to see a familiar face smiling at him. He strained his memory for a second and then realized that it was a relative, his uncle Larry, who must have shown up early for the wedding.
"Uncle Larry!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here so early? You weren't supposed to show up for two weeks."
"Well, don't hold it against me," Larry replied cheerfully. "I was in town and decided to visit. I've got to leave again tomorrow morning."
"Come on in," Jeff answered nervously.
Larry followed his nephew into the living room while Jeff tried frantically to control his nervousness and collect his thoughts. He barely remembered his uncle, who lived well over a hundred miles away. In his estimation, it was their first meeting in over five years.
He recalled that Uncle Larry was a bachelor, a businessman who had done well financially, but for some reason or other was also considered the black sheep of the family. He could remember his parents alluding mysteriously to the man's sinful ways. But for the present he was far more worried about his own privacy.
"This place smells like a French whorehouse," Larry exclaimed, as he sat down on the couch. "What the hell, do you have a girl here or something?"
"No, you must be kidding," Jeff answered as calmly as he could. "It's only me and Linda here."
"I forgot all about her," Larry replied, slapping his forehead. "Tell her to come in and say hello."
Jeff leaped to his feet, glad to get out of the room for a few seconds. That would give him a chance to get dressed properly and to warn Linda that she would have to be cool. Larry was an older man, but he seemed to be awfully sharp about things.
As he opened the door to the bedroom, he saw that Linda was still lying nervously on the bed. Her reaction to the overheard interruption was too panic totally, to the point of paralysis. Then Jeff looked over his shoulder and saw that Larry was standing right behind him, looking interestedly at Linda's naked body.
"Hey, what's going on here?" Larry asked. "I didn't expect you kids to be like this in the middle of the day."
"We weren't doing anything," Jeff answered quickly. "Linda was taking a nap that's all."
"Yes, Uncle Larry," Linda concurred. "I was cleaning the house and it was so hot that I just took off all my clothing and lay down for a rest."
"Look kids," Larry interjected. "You don't have to tell me any stories. Your uncle has been around a little. I also know how to keep a secret."
It took quite a while for Uncle Larry to convince his niece and nephew that they had nothing to fear from him. He told them that he was a bachelor, that he had been around and in a lot of freaky scenes. If they were making it with each other that was fine with him.
"Do you really mean that?" Jeff asked.
"Of course," Larry answered. "What the hell, I'll bet that sister of mine makes it pretty hard for you to go out with other kids. It's only natural."
The conversation continued in this vein, until the children were convinced of their uncle's sincerity and friendliness. Soon they were able to talk to him freely, to unburden themselves of all the complaints they had stored up against their strict and unforgiving parents.
Uncle Larry soon began to dominate the conversation. He told them all about his own sexual experiences, stories that seemed a little way out. But he spoke with such casualness and conviction that he soon had the two impressionable children on the edge of their seats.
He told them a story about how he had once spent an afternoon with his cousin Ruth, who was their second cousin. It seemed that they had been left alone as children, in the midst of a family gathering that both had wanted to avoid. It was rather similar to Jeff's situation.
He and Ruth had been encouraged to take a walk in a nearby park, after they had made pests of themselves. They had hated one another at first, but later came to realize that they would be smarter to work together. They had plenty in common, not least of which was their hatred of and sense of exploitation by their elders.
Then they had begun to talk about sex. Larry was thirteen at the time, and his cousin a year or two younger. Neither had too much experience and they decided that they might as well get something out of the afternoon. It was a way of getting even with their parents.
They went into a shaded grove in the park and played a game of strip poker, without the benefit of a deck of cards. It had started out innocently enough, but then they had got into it for real. It turned out that Ruth was as hot to trot as her older cousin.
Larry had reached out and begun to caress the tits of his little cousin. Jeff could hardly believe that such things could have happened between his relatives. Older people just didn't exist in sexual terms in his mind and he could barely comprehend that they had ever been young and sexually passionate like himself.
In any case, he listened carefully while Larry recounted his bawdy tale. Uncle Larry certainly knew how to tell a story and made no effort to avoid embellishing his tale with all sorts of interesting details.
He had told them how he and Ruth had started to kiss and how he had then reached out with his hands to fondle her budding tits. She wouldn't let him get too far at first, but soon he was able to get to her. After that, it was she who was the moving force behind their actions.
Once Larry had gotten her hot, Ruth wasted little time in beginning her exploration of his genitals. She took his limp prick in her soft hands and massaged it gently, drawing the loose skin of the collar back and forth over the head. Soon Larry was in a full state of erection.
He told Ruth to kiss his weapon and the girl was quick to comply with his wishes. She took it in her hand and started to run her lips and tongue over the taut skin of the surface. Larry was soon hard as a rock, grabbing Ruth by the hair and forcing his thing into her mouth.
After that, things went from good to better to best. Ruth bit him a lot at first but soon learned to regulate her strokes. He looked down and was delighted to see the way she looked with her lips stretched out from the effort needed to swallow his enormous rod.
She began to take in more and more of his cock, until it was halfway buried in her clinging mouth. Larry just sat there like a statue at first, enjoying himself too much even to move. He knew that he would come soon, fill that sweet mouth with come. It was the first time he had ever done anything but masturbate.
Then he found his prick beginning to move of its own volition.. He rocked back and forth, forcing his prick ever deeper into his cousin's mouth. She strained with the effort and had a hard time breathing but had no intention of stopping until she had weathered his orgasm.
It took the thirteen-year-old boy but a few more minutes to shoot his load. He put his rod in one last time" and then felt it .beginning to explode. He held his cousin by the hair, determined that she would swallow every last drop of his hot bubbling come.
Ruth tried to please her young lover but was unable to do so. She made a mighty effort to get the stuff down, but it soon proved to be too much for her. She had to spit out the huge organ and take the rest of his shot all over her pretty face.
"That was really something," Larry laughed. "You should have seen her sitting there on the grass with my come splattered all over her. She was really confused."
By the end of the story, Larry had convinced Jeff and Linda that they had nothing to fear from him. He went on with a further recounting of his experiences, noting how he was getting the two youngsters worked up. Yes, he was going to have a good time with these two.
"I've been telling all about my experiences," he concluded. "Why don't you kids take over? I'll bet you've got some stories that could make my old hair curl."
"Oh, I don't know," Jeff equivocated. "We never do anything special, just go to school and all that."
"Well, it seems to me," Larry interjected, "that you kids must have been in the middle of something when I first got here. Why not let me in on the fun."
Linda turned to her brother as if to ask his advice. She had enjoyed listening to Uncle Larry and had found him a rather attractive man. It made sense to her that they get more deeply involved with the experienced witty man. But she was afraid to suggest it aloud.
"I guess I shouldn't try to hide it from you," Jeff said to his uncle. "I mean, me and Linda were kind of, you know, playing around with each other."
"Well, there's nothing wrong with that," Larry answered cheerfully. "Damn shame for the two of you to be stuck in the house on a day like this. My only question is what I'm supposed to do, sit here and watch you, or what?"
"Uncle Larry," Linda said timidly.
"It's about time you had something to say for yourself, honey," Larry replied. "Come out with it."
"Well, I wouldn't mind if you joined us," she told him. "I mean we've been having a real good time together and maybe you could teach us to do it even better."
Jeff looked at his sister with surprise, thinking that she had grown quite bold in rather a short period of time. He had nothing against playing around with Uncle Larry, however. It was her decision. He smiled at his uncle and then told the man to come into the bedroom with them.
Once they arrived in the bedroom, there was a change in all three parties. Linda became rather quiet and passive and withdrawn, while her brother seemed to adopt a wait and see attitude. Uncle Larry, on the other hand, came entirely to life, becoming more cheerful and boisterous than ever.
He began to order the children around, telling them all the things he wanted to do and how they would be able to go about doing them. Jeff listened more or less carefully, but Linda was soon overcome by the flow of verbiage. She began to wish that the garrulous man would shut up for a minute and get down to more serious business.
The two siblings removed their bathrobes and stood naked before their middle-aged uncle. Larry realized that it was time to get out of his own clothing, even if it meant postponing the pleasure of staring at his lovely and surprisingly precocious young niece.
He stood up to his full height and slowly pulled his shirt and undershirt off his broad heavy torso. Linda looked at him with great interest, surprised and pleased that he was so strong and massive looking. He was completely different in physique from her brother, as well as in temperament.
Larry kicked off his shoes and then unfastened his belt. Soon his pants were down around his ankles and he was clad only in his under shorts. Linda found that she could not stop staring at the man. She had to see his cock, had to know if it was as strong and reassuring as the rest of his body.
Larry did not keep her waiting for long. He slipped the under shorts down off his body and stood before his niece and nephew, his huge prick dangling harmlessly from his loins. Jeff felt a momentary twinge of jealousy, for the old man was definitely better hung than he himself.
"Well, how do you like me, Linda?" Larry joked. "I'm old and battered but I'm not missing anything."
"I'll say," Linda replied. "I've never seen one so big in all my life."
"Don't be afraid of it," Larry told her. "Come on over here and make friends. It can't bite you."
Linda turned to her brother as if to ask his advice, but Jeff was having none of it. It wasn't his party any more, at least, not for the moment. Linda would have to make her own decisions about sex. He was her brother, he thought, but not her husband. He couldn't be responsible for everything.
Larry was delighted at his niece's shyness. He thought that she was a charming blend of woman and child, with her well-developed body contrasting nicely with her timid ways. He decided that it was up to him to make the first move before he frightened the pretty girl away.
Larry walked over to Linda and wrapped his thick right arm around her soft shoulders. He led her over to the bed and arranged their positions so that they were sitting side by side. He knew from long experience that one had to go slow with such a young and inexperienced girl.
Linda soon became quite relaxed about things. She was charmed and beguiled by her uncle, who was certainly the funniest and most sophisticated man she had ever met. Also, she was quite self-confident about sex, for she had satisfied Jeff and turned on this handsome man in the same afternoon. It was easy for her to maintain a good self-image.
"Go ahead," Larry told her, breaking the girl's pleasant reverie. "Touch it, don't be scared."
"She wasn't scared before," Jeff interjected. "Not when she was sucking my cock."
Linda stared at her brother with hatred, but actually she should have thanked him. His snide comment turned the trick for her, negating the last of her fears about working on the old man's prick.
"I'm still not scared," she maintained. "Just you sit there and don't bother us."
Jeff began to feel left out of things until his uncle flashed him a quick wink. It was a gesture meant to convey a sense of shared pleasure and anticipation. In other words, if Jeff were patient and understanding he would soon receive his reward, in the form of his sister's favors.
Linda reached her hand down and began to play with her uncle's prick. It was a large heavy tube, much darker in color than her brother's penis. She held it gently in one hand, still too timid to use her best strokes. Luckily, Uncle Larry was a patient man, willing to wait as long as he had to for his niece to take the big thing into her mouth.
Linda began to work with less self-consciousness. She let her fingers wander all over the big organ and thrilled to the way it would grow under her touch. Then she started to slip the loose skin of the collar back and forth over the head, something that had already turned on her brother earlier that afternoon before Larry's arrival.
Soon the huge scepter was in a state of semi-erection. It was still flexible but had already grown practically to its full length and thickness. Linda looked at it with surprise, wondering how she was going to get the enormous thing into her inexperienced little mouth.
"That's it," Jeff encouraged her. "You got him hard now. Put it into your mouth already."
This time Linda was not angry at her brother's interruption. She realized right off that he had her interests at heart, that he was excited about the whole thing as herself. Thereafter she was determined to consider his position, as a spectator as well as a participant.
Linda realized that the moment of truth was at hand. Larry was being wonderful to her, but she was coming on like a twelve-year-old cock-teaser. She would have to do it right away in order to maintain her self-respect.
The charming girl lowered her head and bent her supple body at the waist, in order to reach her target. It was not easy in the position she had chosen, but Larry did everything he could to make it comfortable for her, supporting her body with his arms and letting her lean against him.
Linda found that her position had changed so that she was almost attacking her uncle from the rear. All she had to do was lean forward and his cock would enter her mouth. She had to angle her body around his thick torso, but that turned out to be surprisingly easy to accomplish.
It was quite a strain for the innocent girl to get even the tip of her uncle's huge prick into her mouth. The thing kept growing as she held it by the root and she wondered if that would ever stop.
But Larry's prick soon reached its full state of erection. Linda found that it was longer and thicker than her brother Jeff's weapon, but not nearly as hard. Still, it was quite impressive and practically intimidating at the same time that it was fun, something she could use.
Linda held the prick by its base and started to bob her head up and down, slowly and gently. It felt nice to have the big thing inside her, even if it did stretch out her lips and make her think that her jaw was being dislocated. Now she felt like a real woman.
Larry was amazed at how well his niece was sucking his cock. Not once did her sharp little teeth bite into his skin. No, she would just lick and suck it and hole it in her mouth, letting her saliva run down the shaft so that his balls were soon soaking wet.
Jeff meanwhile was content to sit and watch. He had never seen two people together in bed and it was instructive as well as amusing to him. He had grown fond of his Uncle Larry again now that he no longer felt him as a threat. They were most likely going to have some good times together.
It was so hot in the room that Larry began to perspire. The sweat ran off his hairy torso and onto his cock and balls so that Linda could taste it in her clinging mouth. It served to excite her all the more, reminding her as it did of the salty funky taste of her brother's recently swallowed come.
It appeared that it would take Larry quite some time to shoot his load. He was just sitting there with hooded eyes enjoying himself. At his age a man could not get it on too quickly, but that did not mean that his passion was any less intensely felt than that of his nephew.
Linda decided that it was time for her to experiment with different ways of sucking cock. It was a matter of pride with her, a desire to show her uncle that she knew what she was doing. She let his prick slide out of her mouth, thinking that she could start all over again from a different angle.
She decided to lick the big weapon as if it were an enormous candy cane. She protruded her pretty pink tongue and started to run it up and down the length of the shaft, stopping at the collar each time. She would save the huge swollen purple head for a little later.
It felt great to trace the thick purple veins with her tongue, just as she had done with Jeff. Larry's prick had a different texture, she noticed. The skin was much thicker and coarser and darker than her brother's. Otherwise, Larry seemed to react in the same way to her ardent caresses, as much as she had hoped he would do.
She began to wrap her long agile tongue around the thickest part of the weapon but soon found it an impossible task. The thing must have been five inches in diameter, she thought, the biggest thing she had ever seen in her life. It was nice that he was being so gentle with her because he could have choked her at will.
She stopped licking at the shaft of her uncle's cock and turned her attention to the head. Without really knowing what she was doing, Linda began to shoot her tongue out of her mouth with great rapidity, as if she were a hummingbird rapping a flower for its sweet and nourishing nectar.
She would aim her tongue at the slit in the tip of his cock and found that it was rather an easy target to hit. It seemed to turn Larry on as well, for he began to moan and to move his hips back and forth on the bed.
"Work on my balls," he said breathlessly. "I want to see what you can do with that mouth of yours."
It was a request that Linda could not deny. She let go of his prick and noticed with delight how it sprang back up and slammed into Larry's midsection. That made it easy for her to get to her new target, his hairy, soft, pendulous balls. It was going to be fun to do that to him.
Linda had never touched a man's balls but knew that they were rather tender and sensitive. She licked at them gently, letting the pubic hairs tickle her tongue until they were so wet that they clung to the withered surface of her uncle's heavy scum sac.
Then Linda decided to take the big things into her mouth. She opened it as wide as she could and then slipped in the two heavy balls, one at a time. She licked and sucked at them for a few moments but then came to realize that she was making her uncle uncomfortable.
Besides, she could see a pearl of scum forming on the tip of his prick, a sure sign that he was almost ready to come. She spit out his balls as gently as she had swallowed them and then looked up to her uncle for approval.
"You did that real nice," he told her, stroking her soft shiny hair. "But I'm almost ready to fly."
"I know," Linda replied. "And I want you to come in my mouth. Jeff did it before and I really liked it. It didn't frighten me a bit."
Larry smiled down at his niece, once again surprised at the combination of innocence and lust that reigned in her character. She was going to be quite a woman in a couple of years, he told himself. It was a good thing he had got to her at such an early stage of the game.
The old bachelor was having the time of his life with the pretty young girl. His cock was swollen and harder than it had been for months. He was all ready to come now and all she had to do was put it back in her pretty clinging mouth. He wondered how she would really react to his orgasm, to the gallon of come he was about to give her.
Linda was more than willing to oblige him. She popped his heavy rod back into her mouth and began to suck at it with a real passion. Her head began to move up and down like a machine and she was soon able to take more and more of the big thing into her throat.
Linda swallowed a full seven inches of the huge weapon, but found out that she could go no further. Unfortunately, Uncle Larry was past the point of being considerate to her and had begun to shove his prick full-force into her clinging dripping little mouth.
Linda's face started to turn red from lack of oxygen. She felt as if she were impaled on the huge prick, as if it were going to choke her and make her vomit. But she held her ground, knowing that it would all be over in a matter of seconds. Then she would be able to relax.
Larry felt a wave of fire passing through his body and knew that the moment of truth had arrived. He looked down at his niece and saw that she was having a hard time controlling his cock. It was too late for him to slow down, but he tried to make it as painless as possible for her.
He shoved his prick in again and again, desperately trying not to force the full length of it into her throat, as he really wanted to do. But he realized that it was best to go easy on her the first time, in order to avoid alienating the innocent and impressionable adolescent.
Then he discovered that he could hold it back no longer-his orgasm was already there. He shoved his rigid cock in one last time and felt the sperm traveling up from his heavy balls, forming a reservoir in the tip of his prick. He closed his eyes and prepared to shoot his load.
It came upon him quite suddenly. Before Larry knew what was happening, he felt his prick spurting out one shot of come after another. He looked down at his niece's face and saw that she was trying to swallow it down. It would be interesting to see if she could do it.
Linda tried to gulp down the thick salty fluids, but soon found that it was too much for her. They poured into her throat and started to choke her so that she had to choose between satisfying her lover or becoming sick to her stomach. She spit out the still-spurting prick, realizing that she had reached the limit of her tolerance.
Uncle Larry's huge cock was still spurting as she removed it from her tired mouth. The big thing loomed before her eyes and she soon felt it spraying its juices all over her pretty face. The warm come felt nice and caressing until some of it shot into her eyes.
By the time Uncle Larry had finished coming, the girl's face was sticky with a mass of sperm. She wiped it out of her eyes and licked it off her chin, but eventually had to ask her brother to get a towel so that she could wipe it off her face before the goo hardened and solidified.
After that, Larry had to relax for a few minutes. He slumped back onto the bed, amazed at the way his niece had been able to turn him on. These kids were learning a lot faster than they had in his day, he thought. Sure, there were whores to fuck then, but Linda was probably quite typical of girls of her age group and social class.
"How about getting me a drink, Jeff?" he suggested. "Your uncle is feeling mighty dry."
"I thought we were going to get into her again," Jeff complained. "Do you want to get drunk instead?"
"Anything but," his uncle reassured Jeff. "I just need something to wet my whistle. You young folks have to realize that an old man like me can't get it up again and again, not until he has a few belts anyway."
Jeff smiled at his uncle and went into the living room. He was not much of a drinker himself but figured that he might as well join in on the fun. And he also might as well mix a drink for his sister, who would not want to be left out of their activities either.
He went into the living room and began to work up a round of scotch and soda, unwittingly making the drinks a lot stronger than most people would be used to. He carried the drinks back into the room and saw that his sister had recovered her composure in his absence.
She was sitting on the bed with Uncle Larry, leaning up against him, looking starry-eyed in a way he had never seen before. It fired his jealousy again, but only for a moment. He was all hot and bothered from what he had witnessed and could hardly wait for his turn to begin.
"Drinks are served," he announced, trying to sound as much like an adult as he could. "Come and get them."
"Are you sure you want to drink, Linda?" Larry asked the girl solicitously.
"Oh yes, Uncle Larry," she replied quickly. "I know how to drink. We always do it at parties."
"All right," Larry conceded. "But don't think that you have to impress me with it. You'll feel awful if you mix too much alcohol with sex. Take my word for it."
"What about me?" Jeff asked. "Is it true with a man?"
"Even more so," Larry replied. "There's an old saying that alcohol increases the desire but detracts from the performance, and we certainly don't want that to happen."
"No, I guess not," Jeff replied, sipping his drink. "I promise I won't let myself drink too much."
"Me either," Linda interrupted. "That was a lot of fun and I want to do it some more before they get home."
The indirect way she mentioned the return of his sister and brother-in-law brought Larry up short. In the midst of his passion he had forgot all about them. Now he questioned the children closely, until he was satisfied that they had several hours of privacy left.
Still, there was no point in wasting too much time before getting back down to business. He told the children as much and was delighted with their response. Both niece and nephew were as eager to get going as he himself. Now he had to decide just what they were going to do.
"Well, that does it," Bill Robinson said to his wife, leaning over to talk softly. "I think we've bought everything, at least I've helped you as much as I'm able to."
"Yes, you might as well take care of your business," Cora answered. "You'll only be in my way from now on."
"Alright," Bill replied cheerfully. "I'm glad we got so much of this shit out of the way. I'll go over to Jim Roger's house and meet you at home in a few hours."
"I'll be there at seven," his wife replied. "Try to get out of there early. I hate it when you have to work on weekends. We never get to spend time together anymore."
"Well, maybe it won't take too long," Bill said. "I'll be back as early as I can. But let me take the car. I might have some stuff to haul home."
"That's fine," Cora said to him. "It'll be easier for me to take a cab. See you later."
Bill sighed with relief as he closed the car door and waved goodbye to his wife. Cora was all right, but it was hard to get away from her. Jim would cover for him is she called up, but he hoped that that would not come to pass. It would be a shame to jeopardize the good thing he had worked for.
He floored the accelerator and turned the car out of the department store parking lot. Yes, he was going to have a damned good time this afternoon. He hadn't seen Robin for a whole fucking week and had plenty of lust stored up. She was in for a fucking she would not soon forget.
Bill could not repress a chuckle at that point. It was so damned easy. He could just imagine what Cora would say if she knew that he was fucking her sister and had been doing so for years. Well, they lived in the same neighborhood and it had been bound to happen.
Robin was married, but her husband Dick was a traveling sales representative. They seemed to have a good marriage, but he had found out different that time a few summers back. That had been something else. His wife was away visiting relatives and he had visited her sister on impulse.
Robin had turned out to be a ridiculously easy mark. Dick had girls of his own, particularly on the road, and she had been starved for sex. It was fun the way she had come on to him, so nervous and humble that he could not think of resisting her. Then things had gotten progressively better.
He had fucked her that first day, more on her insistence than his own. After all, Cora was a pretty good fuck, a woman who had never really denied him a thing. But she was no match for her sister, who was five years younger and a lot more in need of his affections. Yes, he had fucked her that day and on every possible opportunity since that time.
He smiled to himself again as he pulled the car into her driveway. It was so damned safe. Dick was away for two weeks and there was no chance of his returning early. He relished the freedom of his business trips and probably wouldn't have cared if he knew what was going on.
He got out of the car and wasted no time knocking on the door. Robin would be waiting for him, as he well knew, with drinks and herself at his disposal. Sometimes it seemed that things were just too easy, that sooner or later he would have to pay for the good times.
But for the moment he had nothing to look forward to but a couple of hours of sex. Robin was always ready for him, always prepared to turn him on. She was down for anything a woman would do short of being a nymphomaniac. But the best thing about it was that he had no responsibility to her and no worries that she might spill the beans to his wife.
Robin came to the door, dressed in one of her prettiest outfits. She had been looking forward to her lover's visit all week. Sure, she knew it was wrong for her to fuck with him, but she just couldn't help herself. A woman had to take what was available before she got too old to enjoy it.
"Come on in, honey," she told him smilingly. "You're little baby's been waiting all day."
"Me too," he answered. "I had a hell of a time getting away from Cora, I might as well tell you."
"Do you think she suspects something?" Robin asked anxiously. "I'm worried about her."
"Take it easy," Bill soothed, kissing her on the cheek. "I'm too cool for that. She'll never know a thing."
"Well, I guess you're right," she replied. "But I'd feel awful if she ever caught us in the act."
Bill followed his sister-in-law into the living room. He wondered if there might be something to what she said. It was kind of weird to be fucking your wife's sister, but he soon realized that that was one of the things he liked best about the unusual situation.
Their relationship added an element of the exotic and the dangerous to their affair. Sure, Robin was a damned attractive woman on her own merits, but this made things all the better. The thought that what he was doing was forbidden turned him on all the more intensely.
He sat down on the sofa with Robin and gratefully accepted the drink she proffered. Yes, she really knew how to treat a man, there was no doubt about it. Robin knew how to make him feel like a king, like a real stud, which was an important thing one a man reached forty.
Robin got up for a minute and put a record on the stereo and Bill smiled thinking that she had done it so many times before. He knew Robin inside and out, backwards and forwards. Sure, she was not the most complicated woman in the world, but it was nice always to be in control of things.
Today, however, she seemed kind of restive. Maybe it was their long separation or possibly the fact that she was beginning to feel guilty about fucking. But those moods never lasted too long. As long as he fucked her right and kept her happy she was putty in his hands. And she knew it too, which made the whole scene even better.
"Feeling pretty raunchy today, aren't you?" he asked. "Let's do something different, something wild."
"Would you like me to strip for you?" Robin inquired. "I've never done that before, even for my husband."
"Sure, that sounds like a good idea," he answered. "This music is tailor-made for it."
"All right, I suggest it so I'll do it," she told her lover. "But I don't want you to laugh at me."
"Far from it," Bill answered. "You know that you have my number. Everything you do turns me on."
"Yeah, I know," she said hesitantly. "Sometimes I get worried about that. But don't listen to me. I'm nothing but a silly horny middle-aged slut."
"Don't feel so sorry for yourself," he replied. "Plenty of women would be glad to trade positions with you."
So saying, Bill leaned back on the sofa and invited his mistress to get into her act. Robin turned the music up and then turned to Bill with a smile. He was so good to her, she thought, always setting her mind at ease with kind words and the kind of loving she had grown to need.
She stood up tall and then began to undulate her body in time to the music. Then she unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall to the floor. Bill looked with undisguised admiration at her swelling tits. No doubt about it, she was a fine piece of ass. He would never grow tired of a woman with that kind of body.
Robin got into her strip tease effortlessly. It flattered her vanity and made her feel ten years younger. She began to dance more wildly, in double time to the music, knowing that she had to hurry. She was dying to be fucked but wanted to finish her dance first.
She unhooked her skirt from behind and let it fall to her ankles. She looked great in her underwear with her full-blown body. Bill continued to stare at her and it was as if she were naked already. It was only a matter of time before he led her off to bed.
Now she was clad only in her bra, panties and stockings and then she removed the bra carefully and threw it at her unsuspecting lover, hitting him squarely in the face. Then it was time to get rid of the last of her clothes. It was getting kind of tense putting things off like that.
She got out of her underwear in record time and then stood facing him proudly. Just to complete the image of the loose woman she cupped her big soft tits in her hands and sidled over to him, taking the drink out of his hands and telling him it was time to get down to business.
"Okay," Bill said. "But I want to fuck you with my clothes on. We've never done that before."
"That seems kind of dirty," she answered hesitantly. "I mean it's like doing it in a back alley or something."
"I've told you a million times that sex is dirty," Bill laughed. "That's the best thing about it."
"You're impossible," she told him. "There's nothing I can say to you that you don't know how to twist. All right, we'll do it your way like we always do."
"Damn right we will," Bill replied. "You know well that that's the way you like it too."
Robin sighed aloud but knew that here was nothing she could do or say to protect herself. Bill always knew what he wanted and it did please her. Robin hated for a man to be weak and hesitant. Sex was a means of domination and she liked to be the passive party.
"Show me what you want me to do," she said resignedly.
Bill thought it over for a few minutes before making up his mind. It had occurred to him quite spontaneously and he suddenly was able to conceive of a million different ways to take her. It was hard to come to a decision amidst so many possibilities, but he soon manage to do so.
"Get down on your hands and knees," he told his mistress. "Drape yourself over the couch so that I can fuck you from behind. I haven't done that in ages."
"Ugh, that sounds awful," she replied. "You act like you want to treat me like a whore."
"Why not?" Bill replied. "It's always fun to vary the routine. You know it'll turn you on too."
"Yeah, I guess so," she replied. "I hate to admit it but I like the idea of being exploited like that."
"Let's get into it then," Bill concluded.
Robin sighed again and prepared to do her master's bidding. He was taking terrible advantage of her horniness, but there wasn't a thing on earth she could do to protect herself and it was best to let him have his way. That way she could make him happy and have a good time herself.
She dropped to her knees and then positioned herself on the couch. She felt just like a slave girl in the unusual pose and it was easy for her to fantasize that her lover was a sultan, a man who would have her executed if she failed to perform to his complete and unequivocal satisfaction.
She stared over her shoulder and saw that her lover was approaching her with his already rigid prick brandished proudly in his hand. He looked absolutely invincible when he came on that way. She gasped aloud as he touched her, knowing that he would be inside her cunt momentarily.
Bill grunted with lust as he knelt down behind his helpless mistress. She was certainly obliging, he told himself. Not once had she ever tried to hold back on him or refuse to go through with one of his suggestions. Now he was dying for her and there was no time to waste. He had a whole week of come stored up for the little angel.
He knelt behind the woman and started to caress her ass. Robin looked just great in that position, he told himself. Her buttocks were so soft and creamy that he would have liked to slip his prick between them and fuck her up the ass. But that would have to wait for some other occasion.
The lusty man continued to fondle his mistress' buttocks, thrilling to her silky skin and soft ripeness. Then he let his fingers wander down to her pussy which was peeking out vulnerably from between her cheeks. She was wide open in that position and it was easy to get his finger into her.
He licked his index finger and then wasted no time stuffing it into her already watering cunt. It felt good to be back inside her and he found that his prick was as hard and taut as it would ever be. He would have to put it into her or face the possibility of corning on the spot.
Robin sighed as the big thing parted her labia and started to slide home. She felt humiliated and insulted by the demeaning position she was forced to assume, but all that was soon forgotten. All she cared about was that her lover would soon bring her to a shattering climax.
In moments Bill had buried his prick to the hilt in his sister-in-law's cunt. She was wet and smooth and altogether delightful, in a way that no other woman could match. He had tried fucking around with some of the girls in his office, but it wasn't the same thing. None of them could turn him on like Robin could.
He leaned forward and felt his prick slide all the way into her cunt, until it bumped into her clitoris. For a woman of her age, Robin was surprisingly tight and elastic inside her pussy. She really did have wonderful control of her body, particularly the sphincter muscles of her twat.
Bill ground his body into that of his lover. It was kind of funny fucking with his clothes on, he thought. His pants were closed around his waist and his prick stood straight out from his open zipper. It was hot and constraining but it turned him on intensely.
Robin looked so vulnerable kneeling before him with her body draped over the cushions of the couch, that he could not help but take advantage of it. He slammed his cock into her, knowing that his fly would scrape against her sensitive skin and brush her labia mercilessly.
"Take it easy, will you," Robin pleaded. "I said you could fuck me this way but I didn't have that in mind."
"Tough titty," he answered shortly. "This is the way I want to do it. You'll just have to get used to it."
"I'll try," she answered humbly. "I really will."
Then Bill started to fuck his slave in earnest. He reared back and started to shove his prick into her twat faster and faster. It was a hot day and he was perspiring freely but that did not slow the passionate man down for an instant. He was determined to have his fun, no matter how uncomfortable and humiliating it was for Robin.
He reached out and lifted Robin's torso off the bed so that he could play with her big heavy tits. They were so soft and sweet that he could not keep his hands away from them. He fondled and squeezed them, using his fingers to work her nipples over until the rosy stars had turned hard and red and puckered by means of his caresses.
He held her tits in his hands, delighted at the way they overflowed his grip. It served to turn Robin on for the first time in their bout of lust. She groaned with pleasure and pressed her body down onto the couch so that he would not be able to pull his hands away.
Bill was more than happy to oblige his lover. She was showing him a damned good time and he was happy that it turned her on simultaneously. Sometimes he felt guilty about being so selfish in bed, but really, he thought, there's nothing that she doesn't like me to do to her.
"Oh yea," Robin moaned, splitting the silence. "I love the way you feel inside me. Keep fucking me. I know that I'm going to come this time."
"You always do," Bill answered bluntly. "But I know what you mean. This is really terrific."
Bill stopped talking and concentrated on the sensations that were wracking his body. He was tired and nervous and overwrought but as long as he kept fucking her he could keep his fatigue in the background. It had been a long hard week and this was the best way he knew to relax and calm himself down. It had always worked in the past.
The new position was making things better than ever. His body was pressed on top of Robin so that she almost disappeared under him. This beautiful woman had given into him completely, allowed herself to become nothing more than a receptacle for his lust and sexual desires.
It was too bad that his wife couldn't fuck like her sister, he thought. Cora was a good looking woman and she wasn't bad in bed, but she just never let go the way Robin did. There was always some level of her that he couldn't reach and that annoyed him terribly.
With Robin it was a different story. She could have no secrets from him. He had seen her at her worst, at her most masochistic and self-destructive. And it was good that she felt guilty about fucking her sister's husband. That made her all the easier to manage and control.
He continued to fuck his slave girl, slamming his prick in without mercy. He had a large cock, as he had know all his life and many women were unable to take him on without a great deal of discomfort. Robin was the exception, however as she had proved to him so many times in the past.
Robin began to wiggle her ass no longer able to control her movements. She was always like that, he remembered, always trying not to react to sex as if she thought it was something sinful. But it never took long to get her moving. She was just too passionate a woman to hold back on him for more than a couple of minutes.
He pulled his prick almost all the way out and left only the head buried in her loins. It was fun for him to watch her sliding backward, trying to drag the big thing back inside her. She was so helpless and transparent that it was hard not to laugh at her.
He saw that his pants and zipper had irritated the skin of Robin's buttocks, which had metamorphosed in color from creamy pink to angry red. This was his cue to abuse her further, to mix enough pain with her pleasure so that she would have to work and struggle for her orgasm.
He reared back and drew his hand high over his head. Robin tried to turn her head so that she could see what he was doing, but it was impossible for her to do so. She was being crushed into the couch by the weight of his body and could not move an inch.
Then Bill swung his hand down and crashed it into her buttocks, knowing that she would be unable to protect herself. He could see the print that his fingers left in her skin, but that was not enough to satisfy the imperious man once he had had a taste of domination.
He spanked his mistress again and again until her ass was red and he could feel the heat emanating out of her soft skin. Now he was really feeling horny. It was time to turn it on and give her the works, before he finished up with a salvo.
Robin sighed with relief when her lover finally tired of spanking her. That was the most humiliating thing he had ever done to her, but still, she knew that she would never complain. As long as he kept his fat cock buried in her hungry twat she was his for the asking. It was too bad, but that was the way things had always been between them.
Bill shoved his prick in to the hilt, almost knocking the breath out of his sister-in-law. She braced herself for his final assault, knowing that it would come in a matter of seconds. She knew that she would come with him or before him, just like always.
She felt her limbs beginning to stiffen convulsively and knew that the time was not long coming. Her muscles relaxed but her pussy began to contract wildly, squeezing the prick inside her like she wanted to rip if off her master's body. Yes, she was about ready to spew her juices.
Bill smiled down at her knowing exactly what was about to happen. It had been like that a million times before but he could never get used to her incredible powers of responsiveness. All he had to do was show her he was almost there and she would respond to it with an orgasm of her own. She was really nothing more than a sex machine.
Then she began to come. Robin pushed her body against that of her lover and felt her pussy beginning to spew forth its long stored juices. The come leaked out quickly and she began to wave her torso wildly, as if she wanted to lift herself and her lover right off the couch.
Bill felt it was time to shoot his load. He was so hot and beginning to feel uncomfortable from having his clothes on. Now he wanted to finish, to get things over with so that he could find another new way to fuck her. This was the best time they had had together in months.
He felt the sperm travelling up from his balls and then suddenly his cock exploded. His orgasm was quite violent to the point where Robin thought he was going to crush her. But it was all over in a couple of seconds and she felt the stuff splashing into her pussy, filling her to her capacity and then to the point of overflow.
The come leaked out of her and got all over Bill's balls and thighs. He pulled out of her immediately and collapsed next to her on the couch, resting his arms on top of her back. Robin held the degrading position for a few seconds and then forced her way up.
"You're really something else," Bill told her. "I don't know how you do this time after time."
"You're not bad yourself," Robin answered, trying to catch her breath. "I thought you were going to push me right through that couch."
"Yeah, I guess I wanted to," Bill replied. "You really are a sensational fuck. I should set you up as a pro."
"Oh come on," Robin giggled. "You know I could never do that. I like fucking you but I could never do it with a stranger. I'm just not like that."
"Well, don't worry," Bill kidded her. "It hasn't happened yet. But I think you'd be at the top of your field."
"I guess I should accept that as a compliment," Robin replied. "Do you want me to mix you another drink? You look awfully overheated and fatigued."
"Skip the drink," Bill said. "I've got to get home soon. You know about the wedding and all. Cora's in a real tizzy about the whole thing."
"Well, what do you want to do next?" Robin asked. "You know me, I'm game for anything."
"Let me take off my clothes first," Bill replied. "I feel like we've been fucking in the Sahara."
He stood up and removed his clothes quickly. He could spend no more than another half hour with Robin and wanted to make the best of it. He was still horny, still desirous of finding some new and exciting way of getting pleasure from his willing slave.
"How about my tit-fucking you?" he suggested. "We've never really done that before."
"But you've done it a million times," Robin objected.
"No, this time I want to do it until I come," Bill answered. "That would be really great."
"But what about me?" Robin asked, her feelings hurt. "Don't I count? It won't do much for me."
"Cut the crap," Bill told her harshly. "You had your fun. Now it's time for me to get some kicks."
Robin knew that it was useless to argue with her master Bill-he really was cruel to her, but she had to admit that it would be fun to service him in that manner. Her breasts were quite sensitive and she always had liked for him to rub his stiff prick in the soft channel of her cleavage.
"Well, how do you want me?" she asked humbly.
"Just lay down on the rug and I'll get on top of you," Bill replied. "It won't take me too long to come."
Robin got into position immediately, knowing that there was nothing else for her to do. She lay down flat on her back and felt the stiff nap of the carpet tickling her dripping wide open snatch. It made her feel excited but that was as far as it went-just a tingling. She wasn't likely to have another orgasm with his prick probing between her breasts.
Bill looked down at his willing slave and felt his prick beginning to harden. It was really incredible, he thought to himself, to be able to indulge his sexual fantasies. She would accept anything, do anything, be anything that he wanted. Yes, she was really a good woman.
Then Bill sat down on the rug next to his mistress. He rolled his body over and soon had straddled her with his muscular hairy legs. Robin looked up and saw him hovering over her, his rigid prick aimed directly at the slot between her pink heaving tits.
"Just relax," Bill told her. "If you're a really good girl maybe I'll let you eat my come."
So saying, he lowered his body on top of hers and began to shove his prick between her tits. Bill soon found it necessary to hold the heavenly spheres tightly together, in order to get up some friction. Otherwise he wouldn't have felt a thing fucking her smooth skin.
Bill found the new position enjoyable but not especially stimulating. It had been a good idea, but the reality failed to live up to expectations. That was the way it always was with sexual variations, he decided. They seemed great until tried. Then they were a big disappointment.
In any case, he had to make the best of the situation, which wasn't all that difficult to do. To change positions at that point would only weaken his power over Robin. It was best for her to think that he had no weaknesses, that he was not the type to change boats in midstream.
He lay his body down a little further and started to shove his prick further up between her tits. To his complete delight, Robin started to protrude her tongue, desperately trying to get the tip of his prick into her mouth. It was tempting to give up and let her blow him outright.
He held her tits tightly together and continued to move his cock back and forth over the smooth sensitive skin. That was better and he was beginning to feel good. He was so horny that he could come almost at will, so it didn't matter if he had not chosen the best position in which to get his jollies.
Robin looked and saw his prick coming ever closer to her mouth. She tried wildly to lick at the big thing but it was always a few inches out of reach. It became a matter of pride with her and she did everything to compel her lover to start fucking her hungry mouth.
But Bill was determined not to give in. He kept his prick tantalizing close to her lips but would not let Robin take it into her mouth. He was so close to coming that it just didn't matter anymore. A few more strokes in her cleavage and he would be ready to fire his wad.
"That's it honey," He told her. "I love the way your tits feel, so soft and smooth and pretty."
"Put it in my mouth," Robin pleaded. "Come on you bastard, it's the least you can do for me."
"Naughty language won't get you a thing," Bill teased. "You just try to be a good girl for me.
Robin was disappointed but knew that she couldn't do a thing about it. There was a drop of come on the tip of her lover's weapon and she knew that he would come almost immediately. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, waiting for the storm to break.
Bill shoved his prick a little further forward and then the come was beginning to shoot out of the tip. He felt like he could produce gallons, enough to drown his lover and flood the living room. But he shot three times and then knew that he had no more to give.
The come rocketed out of his rod with the force of grapeshot, splattering all over his mistress' face. She opened her eyes at just the wrong time for soon she was covered with the come, struggling to get her hands free so that she could wipe the strong stuff out of her tearing eyes.
Bill kept her in the humiliating position for a few seconds but finally relented and swung his body off her. She got up and dried her face with her hands, waiting for a while before getting the puddle of come off her chest. She thought that it really had been fun, just like her lover had told her it would be.
The two exhausted lovers lay side by side on the floor, too spent to move. Suddenly Robin rolled over and started screaming. Bill looked in every direction, wondering what had happened. Perhaps it was a burglar trying to climb into the window.
"I thought so," Cora shouted, standing right about her husband's shoulder. "I had the feeling that if I followed you here, this is just what I would find."
CHAPTER FIVE
Bill naturally was flabbergasted by his wife's presence, too stunned to say a word. Instinctively, he reached for his genitals and tried to cover his nakedness. It was a meaningless gesture, but it added weight and significance to the way Cora had surprised him and caught him in the act.
He leaped to his feet and tried to calm his wife down. However, Cora seemed not at all angry at him. She stood up tall and told him not to interrupt. There was nothing he could say that would change things. She had known about his affair with her sister for almost a year.
"Why didn't you say anything about it?" he asked. "How could you just go on keeping it a secret?"
"I had hoped that you would come to your senses sooner or later," she answered haughtily. "I wanted to give you time to get over it and come back to me."
"Well, I don't know what to say," He replied. "I mean you know that it's happened and nothing can change that."
"Look, darling," Cora told him. "I'm too old to get into a frenzy about this. I think you could have picked someone other than my sister though. It's not exactly a compliment to know that you prefer her to me."
"But it isn't that way at all," Bill stuttered. "I like both of you. I just can't help myself."
"Don't I know it," Cora answered ruefully. "You'll do anything for a thrill and I guess this was your idea of something exciting and exotic and forbidden."
"Don't blame it on him," Robin interjected. "Really, the whole thing was my fault."
"Nonsense," Cora snorted. "I know him too well for that, but you're right about one thing. This is something that we have to talk about alone."
"Do you want me to leave?" Bill asked humbly.
"Please," Cora told him, "I'll be home in an hour but we've got to get things straight between us."
Bill pulled on his clothes and got out of the house as quickly as possible. He had been brought down to earth in a hurry, humiliated at the very scene of his conquest. For all he knew, Cora would demand a divorce. That would be a real mess, considering his financial position.
He got into the car and sped home, worried sick about what Robin and Cora would have to say to each other. No doubt about it, Cora had him by the balls. He was going to have to do whatever she wanted.
Meanwhile, Robin had pulled on her clothing and was standing shamefacedly before her older sister. She found herself completely at a loss for words. After all, she had been fucking her sister's husband for years and there was simply no way to justify that sort of thing.
"Look, honey," Cora told her. "I know what he's like and I know that it wasn't your idea in the first place. He's a bastard, but he's pretty hard to resist."
"Yeah, you're right about that," Robin concurred.
Robin and Cora sat down together to have a drink. Neither one spoke for a while and Cora decided it was up to her to break the ice. After all, Robin had always been a weak and sensual woman. It was not really fair to come down on her and make her feel even more guilty.
"Look, we both know what a prick he is," she stated. "But I want to know more about your relationship. I guess it's nothing more than sex is it?"
"That's about the size of it," Robin conceded. "He's really fantastic in bed, as I guess you know."
"Yeah, there's no doubt about that," Cora answered. "But I wish we weren't in such a shitty position. There must be something we can do to bring him down."
Cora began to stare at her sister. The woman was truly lovely, one of those who grew better looking through the years. Suddenly it dawned on her, an idea that had been running through her mind in inchoate form since she had arrived at Robin's house. There was but one way for her to get her own back.
She told Robin in so many words that they would have to go to bed together, to show their independence. Robin was shocked by the suggestion at first but she was so weak and passive that she sat there silently, perfectly willing to do anything to make up with her only sister.
"All right, but I really don't know what we're supposed to do," Robin said. "I mean I've never made it with a woman before. I guess you haven't either."
Cora went on to say that there was no point in worrying about whether they would do it right. They were undoubtedly as capable of lesbianism as any other two women and should not let their blood relationship stand in their way. After all, it had been a kind of incest for Robin to fuck her brother-in-law, so they might as well close the cycle.
So saying, Cora stood up and started to remove her clothing. Robin watched her with interest and then immediately followed suit. It was beginning to turn her on and she was curious to see if sex would be good with a woman. It was something that she had often fantasized about.
Now the two lovely women stood naked before each other. As might be expected, Robin remained passive, not saying a word, while her older sister immediately took charge of the situation. It had always been that way between them since their earliest days of childhood.
Robin took a look at Cora's mature body and knew that they would have a good time together .Cora was still quite attractive and she wondered what it was about her that Bill had come to prefer. There was not a great difference in their ages and she could not see how he would find his wife any less attractive than herself.
But Cora gave Robin little time to ponder the enigma. She took the taller woman in her arms and planted a kiss on her lips. Robin closed her eyes and allowed her body to be pressed against her sister's. Yes, she thought, it really is nice to be made love to by a woman.
Cora too found herself getting excited. All her anger had long ago evaporated and now she was concerned only with her own pleasure. There had to be some way she could be independent of her husband and she was beginning to realize just what that way consisted of.
"Come on," she told Robin. "Let's go into the bedroom. We'll be a lot more comfortable there."
"Please," Robin replied, "can't we just stay in here? That's where my husband and I sleep."
"It's a fine time for you to get sentimental," Cora snorted. "But if that's the way you want it I won't object."
Robin smiled at her sister and immediately went over to recline on the sofa. She could still smell Bill's recent presence but knew that he would soon be out of her mind. She had more important things to think about now. Besides, after this she would never be able to fuck him again.
Cora took charge again, kissing her sister and letting her hands wander toward Robin's tits. The firm globes were a pleasure to caress, as her husband had discovered years before. Now Robin was hers and she had every intention of using that magnificent body for her own sexual gratification.
She began to squeeze Robin's boobs until the woman's nipples had turned hard and red and puckered. Her own tits began to feel warm and stimulated but for the moment she was perfectly satisfied being the active party. There would be plenty of time for them to experiment later on.
Cora wrapped her arms around Robin's torso and held her sister close. It was nice to be with a woman, she thought, much nicer than with a man. They seemed to understand each other perfectly and even if she was the dominant one there was no hint of exploitation in their relationship.
She lowered her head down to Robin's tits and started to brush her lips over the hard trembling nipples. Robin shuddered convulsively and let her eyes close. There was nothing to worry about anymore. Her sister had things in hand and would take good care of her.
Cora had exactly that in mind. She was enjoying herself well enough on a sexual level, but there was obviously more than that in her attitude. She had never been with a woman before and wondered why she had held out for so long. Well, there was plenty of opportunity to make up for the omission, in the loving arms of her own sister.
She decided that it was time to get down to serious business, and to that effect took her sister and arranged her on the couch so that she could eat out her pussy. It seemed kind of forbidding at first but after a minute or two she was reconciled to its novelty.
Cora knelt before her sister and arranged her legs so that they were parted around her body. She looked straight forward and saw that Robin's pussy was open and wet, no doubt as a result of her husband's exertions. Well, now she would try to see if she could turn her on even better.
Robin sighed with lust as her sister started to lick at her dripping labia. Cora was incredibly gentle and competent in bed. It was nice to be with someone who was so non-violent for once in her life. In any case, it was a welcome change from the way Bill dominated and used her.
Cora continued to work on her sister's labia, drawing her tongue slowly over the sensitive membranes until her mouth was filled with the taste of cunt honey. It was much nicer than she expected, not salty or bitter at all. Now she could be totally relaxed and confident about things.
She then began to move her tongue onto Robin's clitoris, teasing the tiny pink flap of flesh with her teeth and lips. Soon it had become hard and red and swollen. Robin certainly was appealing. She was beginning to realize why her husband had found the woman irresistible.
The little clitoris seemed to grow with every stroke but she soon tired of playing with it. Cora wanted to get down to the real thing, to feel her sister's pussy melting in her mouth. She spit out the tiny prick and started to move her tongue closer and closer to her vulva.
It was easy to force her tongue into the breach, wet and slippery as it was. She licked slowly at first, trying to see what turned Robin on the most. Soon she discovered that she did not have to be that selective. The girl was moaning with lust, begging her to continue, writhing beneath her like she was almost ready to come.
She shoved her tongue as far as it would go into the fragrant hole and started to move it in little circles. She could feel her own cunt watering as if there were another tongue probing her body. But that would come later. First she had to bring her sister to orgasm.
Robin lay back on the bed and continued to moan and sigh with lustful ecstasy. She had wanted it to be good and it was now surpassing her highest expectations. She wondered if she would ever want a man again after the way her passionate sister was bringing her to the far reaches of desire.
But she found that it was not so easy to come with a woman's tongue inside her. Something seemed to be holding her back. Soon she realized that it was not lesbianism that inhibited her but the idea of incest. She was, after all, making love to her own sister.
Cora didn't share her younger sister's concern. Like her husband, she sought the exotic and was not at all scared to try something that other people might consider perverse. She knew that she was enjoying it and made no attempt to analyze the phenomenon. They would have plenty of time to discuss it after they were too tired to go on.
Meanwhile she concentrated on perfecting her technique. She let her tongue slip almost all the way out of her sister's pussy and began to lick at the very opening of her labia, perhaps the most sensitive part of a woman's pussy. It turned Robin on, but no more than everything else she was doing.
Cora knew that it would not take too much more to get Robin to come. They had been together for almost a half hour but it seemed like far less. It was all so new to both of them that they were existing on a level of constant and unrelenting excitement.
Cora shoved her tongue back into her sister's pussy. Her face was now covered with come but it did not slow her down for an instant. The woman was almost there and she was becoming intolerably curious to see what her come would taste like. She redoubled her strokes at that point, knowing that the moment of truth was almost at hand.
She reached out and held her sister around the hips, since the woman was beginning to move too violently to control. Robin could not help herself however, for she was almost there. She tried to stop writhing but Cora was soon forced to hold on for dear life.
Then Cora felt a river of pussy juice flooding into her mouth. She gulped it down eagerly, amazed at the copiousness of the flow. It was warm and sweet and bubbling and altogether delightful. She weathered the storm as best she could and then pulled her head away from her sister.
For several minutes thereafter the two women sat beside each other on the couch, too stunned by what had happened to utter a word. Finally, Robin got up from the chair and walked over to the sideboard and mixed a drink. It was all she could think of to break the tension.
She mixed the drinks quickly and expertly and then brought them over to the sofa. Cora accepted the drink gratefully, even though she hated alcohol and drank it generally only as a matter of form. This time she felt that she needed something to calm down her fevered mind.
"Did you like it?" Robin asked anxiously.
"Are you kidding, honey?" Cora replied. "I guess my husband does have good taste after all. You're really incredible. I've never seen anything like you."
"I know, Cora," Robin replied. "I just can't help myself. It's really not that good to be so dependent on sex. It's brought me a lot of misery."
"But my way is no better," Cora insisted. "I've gone out of my way to deny sex, to try to find happiness in other things. Where the fuck has it got me?"
The sisters continued their conversation for over an hour. They had not been that close for several years, which was something that they changed in short order. There were a million things for them to talk about, not the least of which was their relationships with their husbands. Cora knew that she would have to make a decision eventually.
But it was impossible to do it then and there, sitting naked beside her beautiful sister. She could only concentrate on one thing at a time, specifically the satisfaction of her long frustrated sexual desires. She smiled at Robin and told her that they could continue the conversation later.
"Well, what do you want me to do?" Robin asked eagerly. "You know me, ready and willing for anything."
"You shouldn't be so passive," Cora answered. "Don't you do things on your own, without being told first?"
"Don't be naive," Robin told her sister. "You know that I've always been like this. I can't change now."
Cora thought back to their childhood and realized that Robin had analyzed the situation perfectly. She herself had been a wild and self-assertive girl. Robin had been raised differently, over protected as the younger child. It had led her to her present impasse.
Then Cora realized that she did have a lot of other things to ask her sister. They had maintained a friendship on a certain level through the years, but although they lived close to one another, their husbands were not friendly, and of course Robin had had to struggle with their guilt.
Cora asked Robin to tell her something about how she had lived while Cora was away at college. Robin was delighted at her sister's interest. She had always felt inferior to Cora, even after stealing her husband away. Now she would have a chance to unburden herself before her sister.
Robin told Cora about what she had done in high school. It seemed that she had been a good student a girl who stayed out of trouble and got the grades to make her parents happy. The parents had cramped her social life throughout her school career, which had hurt and confused the girl.
Robin had been the only girl at school who had not experimented with sex long before her senior year. Eventually she had rebelled, sneaking out of the house to meet a boy who eventually had taken her virginity. But she had felt guilty about sex, something that stuck with her to the present day.
Then she had gone to college and met her husband, the salesman who seemed to relish the freedom granted by his frequent and prolonged business trips. Thus, she had been an easy mark for a sharp guy like Bill. He had seduced her so easily that she was ashamed to admit it to her sister.
Now it was Cora's turn to talk about her earlier days. She thought to herself that it was about time to get all these things out on the table. It was criminal for her to have neglected her sister Robin for so long. But of course she had paid the penalty already, in having had to trail her husband to Robin's house and catching them in the act.
Cora had enjoyed high school and college far more than had her younger sister. She had been free and wild and unwilling to be oppressed by her lovers. She and Bill had seemed to be a perfect match, but of course that had been proved to be an illusion, as Robin well knew.
The conversation continued for a few moments longer and then died of inertia. The two middle-aged women finished their drinks and sat lost in thought. Cora realized that she would have to return home soon. She said as much to her sister, reminding Robin that there was no more time to waste.
"Why don't we do it to each other this time?" Robin suggested. "You know, like a man and a woman do."
"You mean the sixty-nine position?" Cora asked. "Well, it sounds like a good enough idea to me."
The two women lay down on the soft carpet and began to arrange their bodies in the necessary position. It took a bit of struggle at first but they were determined to succeed. Only through a bout of incestuous lust could they re-establish their closeness and independence from their husbands.
"I think we've got it now," Cora announced. "You just take it easy at first. I'll show you the way."
"Fine," Robin answered. "I guess I'm still nervous."
"Don't say that again," Cora answered hotly. "Someday you're going to have to get over that slavish attitude. It's no wonder men oppress you the way they do."
Now the two beautiful women were lying with their positions reversed. They were head to foot on their sides and Cora found it easy to wrap her arms around Robin's voluptuous hips. That was the first step and it made it quite simple to get to that soft fragrant snatch.
She held Robin's legs apart and began to work on her labia. Robin's pussy had dried out since their first bout of lesbian love making but she soon was watering copiously from her sister's insistent ministrations. Cora wondered what would happen to her this time. She wanted Robin to eat her out but was a little afraid of the results.
Then Cora felt a long hot tongue probing at the entrance of her chamber of love. She sighed with relief. It had now started and all she had to do was go through with it. Besides, it felt damned good. She began to feel sure that Robin would be able to turn her on and bring her to orgasm.
She closed her eyes and worked softly on her sister's cunt, wanting only to analyze and intensify her own passionate sensations. Robin was easing her cunt out and in with great abandon. It was strange and a little uncomfortable but she knew she would get used to it in a hurry.
Robin was similarly timid about her ability to turn on her strict older sister. Cora was always like that, she thought to herself. It took a lot to get her to start something new, but once she did it she soon became expert, owing to her intense powers of drive and concentration. Ever since childhood she had been that type of person.
But Robin had little time to think about such abstract matters. Cora's tongue was probing in her pussy, but more important, she herself was bringing pleasure to her older sister. Cora had a big wet cunt and it was easy for her to stick her tongue into it and turn the older woman on.
Robin had never eaten out a cunt before, but her natural sensuality soon showed her the way. She worked slowly and carefully at first, not wanting to shock or alienate her sister. Soon she gained further self confidence and realized that Cora was as hot and bothered as she herself was.
Robin began to experiment with different combinations of lips, teeth and tongue. First she would work on Cora's dripping red labia, drawing her tongue over the sensitive flesh until her sister moaned with lust. Yes, it was not too difficult to make love to a woman, not hard at all.
Then she sought out the older woman's clitoris, knowing that it would both relax and stimulate her sister. Cora had a surprisingly large clitoris that Robin thought fit in well with her masculine nature. She was so strong and independent that Robin could not help but feel jealous of her.
But there was no time for that sort of thing either. Robin had to maintain a delicate balance with Cora and could do so only by keeping the older woman in a state of constant sexual excitement. To that effect she redoubled her efforts, not to be satisfied until she had brought her to orgasm.
She began to slide her tongue back and forth over Cora's clit, until the organ had turned twice its normal size. It was soon purple and angry looking, almost frightening, but she did not slow down. It would be hard to satisfy Cora but it was the least she could do after the way she had betrayed her in the past.
In any case, she held onto the clitoris with her teeth, massaging it gently with her incisors and canines. It seemed to hurt Cora a little, but never enough so that she mounted a protest. Besides, her cunt was getting wetter by the minute, a sure sign of her sexual excitement.
Meanwhile, Cora was not being entirely passive. She had brought Robin to the point of ecstasy once already and knew that it would not be hard to repeat the gesture. All she had to do was concentrate on eating her cunt out as skillfully as she could. Robin's sensuality would do the rest.
Cora continued to use her long thick tongue to turn her sister on. She protruded it all the way out of her mouth and was delighted to see just how far she could force it into the woman's fragrant box. The new position made it far easier for her to force it in all the way.
Cora then wrapped her arms around her sister's hard perky buttocks, he found her fingers wandering down to the girl's asshole and figured that she might as well explore that orifice as well. They had an obligation to each other to try every variation, every form of lesbian sexuality.
She found the pink bunghole and started to work her finger in slowly. It was tough going at first, until she thought to smear some of Robin's pussy juice on her finger and transfer it to her asshole. After that her finger slid in effortlessly.
Soon her index finger was buried to the knuckle and she then felt entirely on top of things. She held Robin close and continued to probe at her asshole, delighted with the tightness and slickness of the new orifice. Yes, sooner or later she would do the same things with her tongue, but not until she had finished with Robin's pussy.
The two women found their new position to be more than satisfactory. Soon their bodies were glued together with sweat and they had lost all their former self consciousness. There was nothing for either of them to worry about. They were all alone and there was nobody in the world who could have come between them at that point.
Robin began to work on Cora's vulva, having tired of her long thick clitoris. She plunged her tongue in gentle and hesitant but soon discovered how good it felt to bring a woman to pleasure. And it was so much gentler and nicer than doing it with a man.
In any case, both sisters were perfectly delighted with what was going on between them. They matched their strokes perfectly, working in the same rhythm without having to think about it. Never had either of them enjoyed that kind of rapport with their husbands or lovers.
It was ironic, Cora thought to herself, that it had taken the discovery of her husband's infidelity to bring her close to her sister. Well, it would be hard to stay angry at him after this, even if his intentions had not been good. They would, in any case, have plenty to talk about later.
For the meantime she knew she had to forget all about her husband. Robin was almost ready to come and she well knew that she herself would not be long to follow. She worked harder than ever on Robin's twat, knowing that only a few more strokes were needed to get her over the edge.
She buried her tongue in the fragrant pussy and then felt it contracting around her. Robin was incredible when she got hot, like an animal rather than a person. She could not help her sensuality, but at least this time there was nothing to fear from its ascendancy.
Then Robin began to spew her juices directly into the mouth of her passionate sister. One spasm followed the other until Cora had difficulty swallowing the copious flow of cunt honey. But she held on for dear life and in a few minutes more knew that she had weathered the storm with honor.
Cora lay back on the floor, too tired to do anything but let her sister eat her out at her own pace. Robin shifted her position somewhat, pulling her cunt away from her sister's face, determined to eat her out in the way that she knew would bring her to a swift and violent orgasm.
She swung her body around so that she was laying on top of Cora. Cora raised herself up a little, so that her cunt gaped open before her sister's eyes. Yes, this time it would be easy. Robin thought to herself, this time I can get my tongue all the way into her.
It made Robin feel good to be in the dominant position for once in her life. She had never been able to get on top of a man. The mere thought of it was enough to upset her, but with a woman it was completely different. She could do whatever she wanted to her sister and know that the compassionate woman would never interpret it the wrong way.
Cora lay back and tried to enjoy sensations of her sister's talented tongue. But it was too late for that. Her orgasm was hard upon her and there was no way to delay it for another instant. She would have to save her curiosity for their next bout.
She felt her legs stiffen and then felt as if her whole body were on fire. Her cunt felt like a tunnel of passion. Then she got the release she had waited for, in a way that knocked the breath from her body.
It was over in another minute, but Cora was satisfied with the way events had brought her together with Robin. She pushed her head away and tried to collect her thoughts. They were certainly a few decisions that she would have to make.
"What are you going to do about Bill?" Robin asked, as if she had been reading Cora's mind.
"I wish to hell I knew," Cora answered honestly. "I would like a divorce."
"Yes," Robin answered, "but you really are a good couple in most ways. And what about the kids?"
"That's the problem, isn't it," Cora agreed. "It's so easy for a man to fuck around, knowing that his wife needs him to take care of and support the family. It's just unfair that it has to work out that way."
"Well, you could get a job," Robin suggested.
Cora told her sister that that was not really the issue. She still did not hate Bill, in fact she could easily forgive him. The only thing that bothered her was that he was getting out of things so easily.
Robin agreed with her sister. They had one last drink and then finished their talk. Robin offered to give up her sister's husband, but Cora insisted that it was not important. After all, they had been together for years and it had not caused the slightest harm to anyone.
Cora dressed herself and bade farewell to her lover, sister. She promised to phone the next day. Robin felt alone after her sister left, but for once the future did not look like it was going to be entirely bleak.
CHAPTER SIX
Bill hurried back home, still unable to believe what had happened. It was amazing that his wife had found out about Robin and himself. He had taken care with secrecy and had always been successful in the past at that sort of thing.
But, he ruefully admitted, Cora was no dumb bell. He should have known that she would find out. Maybe he had talked in his sleep or she had overheard him on the phone, or maybe it was somehow Robin's fault. That seemed unlikely in that the sisters had not been overly friendly the past few years.
All he knew was that the situation had changed. One hour ago he had been in the arms of his beloved and now he was going home to wait for an outraged wife to return with his fate sealed. He cursed luck, which had never betrayed him in the past.
What was she going to do? A divorce, kick him out, tell the children about his sordid affair? She had a million alternatives available. Bill never considered what had actually happened after his departure from the scene.
The idea that his wife would have an affair with Robin was out of the realm of possibility, surely. She would find some way to take revenge, but that was ridiculous. It was possible that she would have an affair with another man but not with her own sister.
The presence of his wife's brother Larry in his home did little to improve Bill's mood. He liked Larry well enough on most occasions, but it was hardly the opportune time for him to pay a surprise visit. Well, perhaps that would keep his wife from going too far in the heat of her anger.
"Come on in, old boy," Larry said, opening the door. "Guess you didn't think I'd be here for a while yet."
"No, I didn't," Bill replied, trying to conceal his distress. "We expected you next week."
"Well, I took my vacation early," Larry announced. "I figured we could spend some time together this week. We haven't seen each other for years."
"Well, I don't know how much time we're going to have," Bill answered. "Cora and I are breaking our asses trying to get everything ready for the wedding."
"I can help you with that," Larry answered cheerfully. "You won't have to make the kids hand around the house all day waiting for packages anymore."
"Where are the kids?" Bill asked.
"They're okay," Larry answered. "We had a good time talking. They're great kids. I really envy you."
Bill shrugged his shoulders and figured that he might as well make the best of a bad situation. Larry was certainly going out of his way to be nice to him and it was nice to know he would be around to watch over Jeff and Linda. They both settled down in the living room to have a few drinks and share their experiences. It was good to have someone like Larry, Bill thought, a guy who is willing to do all the talking. With all that was on his mind, Bill soon became laconic and morose.
"Hey, is anything wrong?" Larry asked finally. "I've never known you to be so quiet and withdrawn."
"No, I'm just tired," Bill lied. "I told you how we've been running all over town this week."
"Nothing wrong between you and Cora?" Larry asked, causing his brother-in-law to wince. "No? Well, I didn't really think so. I was just asking."
Larry tried everything he could to cheer Bill up but soon gave up a lost cause. Then the two children entered the living room. They had dressed hours ago but still felt uncomfortable about the day's activities. It was hard for them to accept the orgy they had had first together and then with their mother's brother.
"Hi, dad," Jeff said nervously. "The packages all came on time. I think it's the stuff you wanted."
"Good," Bill answered distractedly. "Your mother will be home soon. She stopped off to visit Aunt Robin, I think."
"How is Robin anyway?" Larry asked.
"Oh, I don't know," Bill answered quickly. "I don't see her too much. Cora doesn't like her husband, you know."
"Well, I'll see her at the wedding," Larry concluded lamely.
Then there was the sound of a key turning in the lock and Bill looked up to see his wife's figure looming in the door, framed by the setting sun. Larry sprang out of his chair to greet her and Cora was every bit as disconcerted by his appearance as her husband had been.
"Larry, as I live and breathe," she said, trying to cover her confusion.
"Yes, I was here all day," Larry announced. "I've made friends with the kids again but I don't think they even recognized me when I first showed up."
"Well, it has been a long time," Cora answered.
Soon it was time for dinner, and Larry was surprised at the constrained atmosphere that reigned in what he remembered as a rather lively household. Everybody seemed to have something on his mind. It made sense in the case of his niece and nephew, but Larry could not figure out why Bill and Cora were in such a quiet and morose mood.
He shrugged it off, thinking that he would find out what was going on sooner or later. Dinner passed quickly enough and then he and Bill and Cora sat down to talk about old times. It took a while to get the conversation rolling, but Larry was determined to infuse the atmosphere with his own customary cheerfulness and good spirits.
Then it was time for the household to turn in for the night. Larry bade his brother-in-law and sister goodnight and went right off to sleep, thinking about the good time he would have with Linda and Jeff the next day, when their parents had to go shopping again.
In the morning breakfast turned out to be little more comfortable than dinner had been. Cora and Bill had spent the night in separate bedrooms and still had little to say to one another. It was decided that Bill would go out shopping while Cora stayed home with her brother. The kids would be allowed out of the house for the day.
"You won't be stopping over at Robin's will you?" Cora asked her husband at the breakfast table.
"No," he answered nervously. "Is there something you wanted me to pick up there, something you wanted to ask her?"
"No, I was just curious," Cora answered coolly. "We really don't get to see enough of her .Do you know, Larry she hardly ever sees her husband anymore."
"That is too bad," Larry replied. "I guess it's all those trips. Is she faithful to him?"
"Oh, I suppose so," Cora answered smilingly. "What do you think, Bill, does she have a lover?"
"No, I don't think she does," Bill answered, swallowing hard. "Who'd want her at that age?"
"Wait a minute," Larry answered. "As I remember Robin she was a fine looking woman."
"That's right," Cora answered. "Come on, Bill, we know you think more of her than that. Why would you believe I actually used to be jealous about those two."
Bill excused himself and hurried away from the table. It was too much for him to take. Cora was rubbing it in terribly. It just wasn't right for her to think she could punish him so easily.
Soon the children left the house and Cora was all alone with her brother. Larry had not changed much over the years and it was a pleasure to forget her problems in the flow of his witty, entertaining conversation. Yes, Larry was as handsome and appealing as ever. Darling brother.
"Tell me," he asked her. "Is everything really good between you and Bill? It didn't look that way to me, even if it is none of my business."
"I can't lie to you," Cora sighed. "I might as well tell you the whole story, but I don't think you're going to believe it. No, I know you're not."
Larry settled down on the couch and let his younger sister tell him her problems. Midway through he had to pinch himself to see if he was really hearing her correctly. It was all a coincidence, something that he couldn't believe.
Now Larry was in a real spot. Cora had been honest with him but he felt unable to confess what he had done with her children. She had a right to know, but it just didn't seem the right moment to burden her with another problem. Maybe he would find a way to get around the dilemma.
"Well," he concluded. "You shouldn't get too upset about what happened between you and Robin. I mean she's only my half-sister but I wouldn't mind fucking her myself."
"Yes, but that's different," Cora reminded him.
"I don't know," He said. "Maybe we're just a weird family that way. Who knows, maybe Jeff and Linda do a lot more together than you think they do."
"Come off it," Cora snorted. "I have enough on my mind without thinking about that. But what are you getting at with that stuff about our weird family?"
Larry went on to tell that maybe everybody in the family was incestuous. They had always been close and maybe sex was their means of preserving the intimacy which had been taken away by adulthood. It was certainly an interesting theory.
"So the answer is for all of us to fuck each other and to hell with the consequences," she concluded. "Well, you might just have something there, dear brother."
"Then what are we waiting for, Cora?" Larry replied sincerely. "We've always wanted each other."
"You and me," Cora laughed. "Well, you're right of course, but if anyone told me a week ago that all this was going to happen I would have laughed in his face."
"That's how it always is," Larry replied cheerfully. "Never know what's going to happen next. But it's the best for all in the best of all possible worlds, isn't it?"
So saying, Larry got up and approached his sister. Yes, he was doing the right thing. They had been repressing their true desires through the years and now they had a chance to break out, to strike a blow for liberation.
Cora was of the same mind. Larry had always appealed to her and at this stage of the game there was no point being shy. Everything was in flux, in tumult and she might as well go through with it. What could happened that would make things any worse than they were?
She smiled at her handsome brother and then threw herself into his arms. It was nice to be that close to him again, even if she knew that they were going to get a lot closer before the day was over. Besides, it would be a good lesson to her errant husband, Bill.
The motive of revenge was, of course, only half of what motivated her. It took but a few minutes for Cora to forget her husband entirely. She had more important things to consider, now that Larry was holding her and pawing at her tits with his ham-like hands.
Cora pulled herself away and headed directly for the bedroom. There was no reason for them to fuck on the couch like a couple of kids. She wasn't supposed to be ashamed of her actions and it would be great to see the expression on her husband's face when he walked in on her and Larry. That would compensate for all the shit she had been through.
Larry followed his sister into the bedroom with his eyes riveted on her swaying hips. No doubt about it, Cora had lost none of her looks though the years. She was as sensual and voluptuous as ever and he could hardly wait to try her technique in bed. Yes, it certainly had seen a good idea to show up for a surprise visit.
Cora stood up tall and started to remove her clothing. She stripped in record time, not wanting to play around with her brother. This incest scene was not something she could take lightly. It was changing her whole life and she had to get to the bottom of it if she could.
Larry watched carefully as she stripped. Cora had aged somewhat and her body was not quite what it had been but she was still fuckable, to say the least. It would be nice to enjoy the mother just one day after he had fucked the pants off her teenage daughter.
He took off his own clothes and sat on the bed, wondering what Cora would do next. To his utter delight, his beautiful sister dropped to her knees. In seconds his prick was between her hands, being brought to a state of erection by the pressure of her fingers.
"Come on," He said. "Put it in your mouth. I bet you know how to give a real good blow-job."
"I wish Bill thought so," she answered unthinkingly. "But what the fuck, at least somebody appreciates me. Hold on to your hat, brother, you're in for it now."
Cora stroked her brother's prick until it had turned hard and swollen. Larry was quite well hung, as she could not help but notice, easily a match for her unfaithful spouse. Well, all things considered, it looked like she was going to have a pretty good time with her brother.
She opened her mouth and let the head of Larry's prick slide between her rouged lips. Her lipstick smeared all over the thick organ as she tried to swallow it down. Yes, she was out of practice, but it wasn't going to take long for her to get back into the swing of things.
She opened her mouth wider and started to let her tongue play over the surface of Larry's vein lined cock. It was hard as a rock and the thing was already throbbing like he was going to come. Yes, Larry did appreciate her and was going out of his way to prove it to her complete satisfaction.
She let the prick slide part way out of her mouth and then used her lips and tongue to work on the head. It felt great to wrap her tongue around the thick knob, trying to force it into the wide open slit. Larry was sitting as still as a statue, letting his sister work at her own pace, knowing, that she would soon bring him to orgasm.
He leaned back and let his eyes close, enjoying the sensations that she was causing. The party with Linda and Jeff had taken a lot out of him but he was always ready for more, particularly with a woman like sister Cora.
Cora soon got over any lingering inhibitions. She took the root of her brother's cock in both her hands and stuffed the huge sausage back into her dripping mouth. The thing was almost too big and heavy for her to handle, but it was a pleasure just to try.
She let go of the prick after that, determined to have some fun with Larry's hairy balls. They were so soft and friendly-looking that she could not resist an urge to take them into her mouth. That was accomplished in a matter of seconds and she was able to return to work on his cock.
Larry knew that he could come any time he wanted to, but it was hardly the right thing to do. Why curtail his pleasure, he thought. He had wanted to fuck his sister since he was a kid and there was no reason why he shouldn't enjoy it as much as humanly possible now that it was happening. One doesn't get many chances like that in life, he figured.
At that point, Cora really began to apply the pressure. She held her lover's balls in her hands and milked them gently as she sucked him off, as if she wanted to wring the sperm right out of his body. Nothing was going to satisfy her but the taste of his come as it rocketed into her greedy mouth.
She opened her throat wide and tried to swallow the full nine inches of his cock. It was something she had never attempted before, either with her husband or any of her lovers. She was sure she could do it, though, and knew that it would serve to turn her brother on all the more.
Inch by inch the huge weapon disappeared into her mouth until Cora could feel his pubic hair pressing against her face. The prick was lodged deep in her throat and it was hard to breathe, but she soon managed to regulate her respiration to the rhythm of her lover's lusty strokes.
Larry was amazed at his sister's abilities. She was giving him one of the best blow-jobs of his life. Sure, he was turned on just by the fact of her being his sister, but there was a lot more to it than that. No virile man could have resisted her competent technique.
He began to shove his prick further into his sister's mouth, knowing that he would not be able to hold out for too much longer. She was holding on to his prick as if her life depended on it, both hands on the root and her lips clinging to the collar.
Larry shoved his prick in one last time and then knew his time had come. He felt the sperm gathering in his balls and then it came rocketing out of his prick, suddenly and without warning. He opened his eyes and looked down to see his sister still sucking on his prick as if she hoped to wring out even more sperm from his tired body.
"That was really something, sis," he told her. "Bill must be crazy to neglect you for another woman."
"You weren't bad yourself," Cora replied, echoing the words she had first said to sister. "You were right about everything. It really was great."
"Well, what do we do next?" Cora asked. "I feel like I'm down for anything, at this point."
"I don't know," Larry replied, still trying to catch his breath. "What would be new to a woman like you?"
There ensued a general discussion about sex, wherein each party stated all his preferences. Larry was surprised to hear what a deprived sex life his sister had had with her husband. The man must have been a total moron not to make better use of her charms.
"So you've never taken it up the ass?" he asked. "I don't know how he resisted so long."
It was soon decided that they would mount an experiment in buggering. Cora was of two minds about the situation but knew that it was hopeless to complain. Larry had his mind set on cornholing her and she was quite curious about anal sex herself. What could she really say to him?
Cora indicated her assent by sitting on the bed and then going down on all fours. She knew that it would be painful but that her brother would be as gentle as any man in the world. If she complained he would certainly stop, unlike her husband who thought only of his own pleasure.
Larry stood behind his sister, admiring the view. She looked absolutely magnificent down on her hands and knees with her large buttocks sticking up and catching the breeze. It was going to be fun to cornhole her, more fun than it had been to seduce her daughter the day before.
He crouched behind his sister and started to lick out her asshole with his long thick tongue. The pink hole was surprisingly tight and smooth and he could hardly wait to get his prick inside her. She was born to be fucked up the ass and he was just the man to fill the gap in her life.
His long tongue did its work efficiently and well. Soon his sister's asshole was dripping wet and ready to be fucked. His prick was rock-hard just from thinking about it so there was no further preparation needed. Now he could fuck her in the way he had always wanted.
"This might hurt a little," he warned her. "Try to relax all your muscles."
"I will," she answered. "Take it easy on me.
"Don't worry," he told her. "In five minutes you'll be begging me for more, I know you will. You're not the type of a woman to be intimidated, are you?"
It was a dare that Cora could not refuse. She needed her head and then prepared herself for the assault. Larry smiled at the success of his provocative words and started to aim his huge cock at the very opening of her pink rosebud asshole. Yes, he was in for the time of his life.
It was hard to fit his prick in at first, but Larry was not the sort of man who was easily discouraged. His prick practically bent double from the force of his exertions but soon he had managed to get most of the head inside the tiny hole. The rest would be easy compared to that.
Cora tried not to think about the pain that was wracking her lovely body, but it was impossible to avoid. She felt like she was being fucked by a bar of iron. Maybe it would have been easier when she was younger, but that was completely beside the point in terms of the present situation.
Once his prick had been forced halfway inside her, Cora felt like a candy on a stick. She could feel herself stretching out from within, as if he were remolding her body to serve as a proper receptacle for his lust. But she had to admit that Larry was being patient and as gentle as possible.
He leaned his weight against her and then looked down to see that his prick was beginning to emerge, covered with blood. It was not a heavy flow, but he hoped that it would soon be staunched. There was no reason for him to alienate or hurt his sister when she needed him most.
Once his prick was buried to the hilt, Cora found that it was not so difficult to withstand her brother's lusty thrusts. He would shove it all the way into her and then leave it buried in her asshole, moving it in slow circular patterns to make it easier and less painful for her.
Then she could feel his pubic hair brushing against her labia and knew that the worst was over. She had taken in all nine inches with a minimum of pain and travail. Now she could concentrate on what it felt to take it up the ass. So far it looked pretty good and once again she began to regret that she had waited so long before trying anal sex.
Larry, for his part, was delighted at her reaction. Not a word had passed between them since he had started fucking Cora, but he could read her mind perfectly. There was no need for him to reassure her verbally. It would be far more effective to show her how to enjoy taking it up the ass.
He began to fuck her in earnest at that point, realizing that he no longer had to treat Cora like a baby. She was not bleeding anymore and he knew that she would resent it if he did not go all the way either. He was proud of his sister and turned on to the limit by her passion.
It felt great to be inside her but he had to find some way to turn Cora on at the same time. He reached around her body and started to play with her tits, which were practically dragging on the floor from the position she had assumed. At least she wasn't bleeding any more.
He grabbed onto one of her swollen breasts and held the nipple between thumb and forefinger. The broad pink pad soon turned hard and red and puckered from his manipulations and he could feel a steady stream of pussy juice leaking slowly out of his sister's mushy cunt.
That gave him a further idea. Larry let go of his sister's boob and started to extend his hands down to her cunt. It was hard to do with his prick buried seven inches into her asshole, but he was determined to succeed. If he could play with her labia and clitoris while cornholing her she was sure to develop a liking for anal sex.
Difficult as it was, Larry had soon gained his objective. His prick stayed buried in Cora's asshole but his fingers were soon busily exploring her pussy. He stroked her labia for a few seconds and then decided that his sister needed stronger medicine to be turned on properly.
He shoved three fingers into her dripping pussy, delighted at the ease of his entry. That seemed to turn the trick as he could soon tell for himself. Cora began to moan with ecstasy. For the first time she was enjoying anal sex for what it did to her own body as well as the way she knew it was turning on her sibling lover.
Now Larry was able to think of his own pleasure again. It was fun to turn his sister on but now his cock was throbbing wildly and it was hard to think about anyone but himself. He shoved his prick in to the hilt and started to pull it out again, now fucking her without worry.
It did not bother Cora for him to fuck her hard, since she had already grown accustomed to having his prick inside her virgin asshole. It was exciting for her to be fucked in this new manner. It was like being an adolescent again, rediscovering the joys and mysteries of sex.
She shoved her ass backward and started to grind it into her brother's midsection. He grunted with pleasure as she did so, knowing that it was her way of telling him that she wanted him to come. Well, it wasn't going to take him too much longer to do so.
Larry continued to bugger his sister, digging the way her asshole would cling to his rigid cock. Again and again he slammed the big thing into her, not content to slow down until he had fired his salvo. It was only a matter of time now, only a matter of minutes.
Then he began to feel the onset of his long awaited orgasm. His limbs grew tired and sore and heavy, as if he were falling asleep or going numb. Then he relaxed suddenly and felt the come beginning to push its way into the swollen purple tip of his enraged scepter.
He shoved the big thing in one last time and then let go with a stream of come that threatened to send Cora flying off the bed. She dug her hands into the mattress and held on for dear life, knowing that it would be over in no more than a few more seconds.
Finally he was finished coming and was ready to remove his cock from her sore and chafed asshole. She could feel the big organ wilting inside her and suddenly she was empty. The emptiness and feeling of evacuation made her giddy and she had to stay down on her hands and knees for several minutes longer, until she could catch her breath.
Larry sat beside his sister on the bed. He was completely exhausted himself, his passion totally spent. He felt a great surge of emotion for the beautiful woman who had shown him such a good time in bed. If only he could find some way to help her with her marital problems.
"You still haven't told me what you're going to do with Bill," he told his sister.
"I don't know, really I don't," Cora answered. "Right now I'd like to run away with you and forget the whole thing. Wouldn't that be fun?"
"Sure it would," he answered soothingly. But that's no solution for your problems. Sooner or later you're going to have to tell Bill about me and you."
"To say nothing about me and Robin," she concurred. "Well, maybe you're right. Maybe I should tell him."
It was decided soon afterward that they would tell Bill everything that very day. Cora seemed struck by a sudden inspiration and her new lover had to wait until she was finished laughing before he could find out what it was that had tickled her fancy.
"I think that we should stay the way we are," she told him. "That way Will can walk in and catch us in the act just like I did with him and Robin."
"That's not at all a bad idea," Larry agreed. "That way he can maintain his self-respect and see what he had to do to change things at the same time."
They talked about their idea for a few minutes longer and then realized that they would have to act quickly. Bill was due to return home in less than a half hour. In fact, he might be there at any moment. Cora dropped to her knees before her brother and started sucking his cock, wanting him to be fully ready for her husband's arrival.
Just then there was a knock on the door. Cora ripped her head away from her lover's erect penis and walked into the living room. She unlocked the door without making a sound and then crept back into the bedroom. Yes, that bastard was going to see something that would make his hair curl.
"Come on in," she shouted. "The door's open and I'm in the bedroom. I can't get up right now."
Then Cora returned to her task, putting the huge prick back inside her tired mouth. She opened the door of the bedroom and waited for her husband to appear. Two seconds later she had leaped to her feet. It was another unexpected guest, two unexpected guests as she soon discovered.
CHAPTER SEVEN
William Robinson, Jr. stood before his mother with his mouth open in shock. His fiance Gloria stood in the doorway behind him too stunned to say a word. Bill had told her that his family was somewhat eccentric but she had not been ready to walk in on a scene like that.
"Bill," his mother shouted. "What are you doing here? I though you wouldn't arrive until Thursday."
"We got an early train," Bill stuttered. "I'm sorry we walked in on you like this. But what the hell are you doing with Uncle Larry?"
"It's a long story," Cora answered ruefully. "I know you're shocked, but try to give your mother the benefit of the doubt. I can explain everything."
So saying, she got up from the floor and asked the engaged couple to sit down in the living room while she dressed. It was the worst thing that could have happened, but so much else had gone wrong that weekend that she was hardly surprised. In a funny way, it all fit together.
Larry dressed himself hurriedly and tried to reassure his sister. Really, they had nothing to fear, he insisted. Bill was old enough to understand what had happened, but they would have to tell him the whole story. There was no way out but to get the cards on the table.
Cora nodded her agreement and finished dressing in record time. It was impossible to accept the pace at which things were happening in her life. Just last week she had been a typical suburban housewife and now she was engaged in a scene that would make a hardened debauchee blush.
She walked bravely into the living room, wondering how she would explain things to Bill. He had been away at college all year and had lost touch with the family. It was quite a scene he had walked into, to say nothing of his unsuspecting fiancée, whom she had met but once before.
She sat down on the couch and gathered her family around her, knowing that she would have to talk straight. She started with Bill's liaison with her sister Robin and then told how she and Robin had made love the day before. That brought her almost up to the present.
She told Bill about how she and Larry had conspired together to surprise Bill, in order to teach him a lesson. Their plan had backfired, obviously, and that was where they stood. As for Bill, she was worried about him for he had been due to return at least a half hour ago.
Bill, Junior heard his mother out but it took him several minutes to digest the data. It was amazing but somehow it fit together. Crazier things had happened in the world, as he well knew from his study of psychology. Well, it was a question of seeing it happen in his own family.
He told his mother that he had similar experiences in college, not with relatives, of course, but with groups of people who were close enough to be considered a family. He explained that there was nothing wrong with incest, in and of itself. It was a matter of knowing how to take it.
"But I didn't know that things were so bad between you and Pop," he concluded. "What are you going to do?"
"I've spoken about it with Larry," she answered. "But I haven't come to a real decision. But tell me about yourselves. I hardly know anything about you, Gloria."
Gloria Rogers was more than happy to turn the conversation in another direction. She introduced herself to Larry and told him that she was a senior in college, studying psychology, just like her fiance. They would graduate in June and then decide whether to continue on to graduate school.
She and Bill were not moralistic people, she assured her new relatives. Sure, she had been shocked by the details of their situation, but it was nothing that she had not heard of long before. There were, in addition, plenty of stories she could tell about her own family.
"I'm glad you can be so understanding," Larry told her. "Actually, I was kind of worried about what happened when you two suddenly showed up. Now I'm a little more relaxed."
"Yes, that's true," Gloria answered. "But it doesn't really solve anything. I mean we've got to find a way to keep this family together now."
Bill interrupted the conversation to say that he thought that their original plan had been sound. Something had to be done to shock his father into an awareness of his responsibilities. As far as his absence, that was certainly something that should be easy to figure out.
"In fact," he continued, "I'll bet he's with Robin at this very moment. Where else would he be?"
"You're probably right," Cora conceded. "Maybe I shouldn't have been so harsh to him. He really doesn't know where to turn and she's the only one he thinks he can trust."
"Then we don't really have to worry about him," Larry interjected. "He'll come home sooner or later."
"Listen," Gloria said quietly. "You may think this is kind of weird, but you're all uptight and you need something to relax you. Have you ever smoked grass?"
"Heavens, no," Cora answered. "I found some, or I think that's what it was, in Linda's drawer, but I just left it there. I didn't want her to think I was spying."
"Well, look," Bill announced. "Gloria and I have some dynamite stuff. Why don't we smoke some and then maybe you can calm down and come to some sort of a decision."
Larry laughed aloud, saying that he had not smoked marijuana since he was in college. They had called the stuff gage then, but he was sure that it had not changed much. It didn't take long for his enthusiasm to become contagious and soon Cora was as willing as her brother.
Gloria reached into her handbag and produced a packet full of joints. She lit one carefully and took a quick poke before passing it to her future mother-in-law. It was always fun to turn somebody on for the first time, especially somebody middle-aged. They reacted all the better.
Cora looked at the smoldering cigarette with distrust written clearly on her face. She held it at arm's length and seemed to struggle with herself before mustering the courage to take her first puff. She was curious enough about grass, but still somewhat intimidated by it.
Then she raised the joint to her lips and inhaled deeply, taking in plenty of air with the smoke. She held the gas inside her lungs and then exhaled loudly, feeling a haze of confusion settling behind her eyes. So far she was feeling nothing beyond a little dizziness and disorientation.
Cora passed the joint along to her son, who took a long pull and then passed it to his uncle. Gloria took her second toke and then passed it back to Cora. Suddenly the stuff was beginning to get to the new smoker, who had difficulty seeing straight and coordinating her actions.
Three joints made the rounds and Cora had nothing but admiration for Gloria's good sense. She felt light and heavy at the same time, but ultimately relaxed and in harmony with herself. Everything seemed so hazy and comfortable that she could forget all about her pressing problems and concentrate on how good she was feeling.
She got up to walk around the room, delighted at the tricks her senses were playing on her mind. First things seemed to be a million miles away and then she would stick her hand out and find that they were really within inches of her eyes. It was childish, but it was fun.
Bill, Junior had put a rock record on the stereo and Cora sat next to him to listen to the music. It was strange and loud and discordant at first, but she soon began to sway her torso to the frankly erotic rhythm. It was the first time she had ever enjoyed that sort of music.
Bill wrapped his arm around his mother's shoulder and held her close. The fact of his greater experience with grass nullified the difference in their ages as well as the former authority that had been vested in her position as mother. Now they were equals and for the first time he was able to admit to himself just how physically attractive he found her.
Larry meanwhile had made sure to sit with Gloria, a young girl whom he found absolutely irresistible. Gloria was a tall girl with flowing blonde hair and a broad sensual mouth that was in sharp contradiction to her otherwise precise and innocent-looking facial features.
But her body was what had first drawn his attention. Gloria was a tall, willowy girl with a set of tits that jutted provocatively out from her slender chest. Her legs were long and shapely, making his mouth water and his prick harden with lust.
But the thing about her that he liked most was her ass. It was unusual for such a tall, slender girl to be so full-fleshed and broad-hipped, but it was just the way he liked them to be. Yes, he could hardly keep his hands off the young beauty now that was stoned on the grass.
What the hell, he told himself. Anything goes at this point. There was nothing to lose, for Gloria looked like a girl who knew how to take care of herself. The worst thing that could happen would be for her to reject him and that would hurt nothing more important than his pride.
He began a conversation with the girl, who was delighted to respond to his innuendoes with leading remarks of her own. Soon they were both laughing heartily, slapping each other on the back and generally becoming more intimate by the moment. Larry told himself that it was only a matter of time before he would get into her pants.
Larry looked over at his sister and saw that she was way ahead of him. She and her son were kissing with passion and it looked like they did not want to be disturbed. Well, that was all the excuse he needed. Gloria would not try to hold out on him now.
He leaned over toward the girl and she smiled at him broadly, licking her thick lips with a long pink tongue. Then he lowered his face down to hers and kissed her full on the lips. Yes, the little angel did want to fuck him and she wasn't going to make him beg for his goodies.
Gloria wrapped her arms around Larry's back and drew him down so that he was practically lying on top of her. She was delighted to be with the witty old man and knew that he would show her a good time. Yes, things were turning out quite different from what she had expected.
Larry let his hand wander down to Gloria's tits and thrilled to the feel of the firm up-tilted spheres. Gloria was practically popping out of her brassier already and it was child's play to frisk her breasts from the confining garment. He squeezed her tits hard, kissing her all the while in a way that made Gloria sigh with delight.
The lovely blonde ran her hands up and down her new lover's back, pulling his shirt out from his pants so that she could dig her long nails playfully into his skin. Larry was surprised at first but eventually delighted. He liked a girl with a mind of her own, a tigress like his new niece.
He began to pull at her garments, not caring if he tore them to pieces. Gloria pulled herself away and smiled at him as she started to undress. It took most older men a while to warm up, but as far as she could tell, Larry was as ready, willing and able as he ever would be.
She got out of her clothing faster than a quick change artist in a carnival and then stood before her lover so that he could admire her charms. Larry had to catch his breath at first. He had not been with a girl like Gloria in years. It would be quite a test of his virility to satisfy her.
He stood up and stripped himself almost as quickly as his partner, stopping only to extricate his swollen cock from his under shorts. Then he stood before Gloria with his prick hard and tilted, waiting for her to come to him. The happy girl did not keep him waiting for long.
Gloria pushed Larry backward until he had sat down on the sofa. Then she dropped to her knees before him and wasted no time in taking his huge prick in hand. The thing continued to grow under her attention until she could see the thick veins bulging angrily on the shiny surface.
She took the big thing in her right hand and forced it into her straining lips. It was a pleasure to turn on a man like Larry, she thought. There was no bullshit in his come-on, no games he tried to pull on her. She knew already that they would have a damned good time together.
The big prick rested easily in her mouth, but Gloria had no intention of sucking Larry off to completion. Not that she minded having a man shoot in her mouth, but that would have to wait for a while. For the present she had desires of her own, needs that could be put off no longer.
She spit out the heavy organ and then sat down on the couch with Larry, whispering in his ear that it was time for him to fuck her. He could do it in any position he chose, she promised. Any way at all. It gave Larry something to think about, but he soon was able to make up his mind.
He decided to take her as she was, flat on her back on the floor. There would be plenty of time for the subtler variations once they had gotten started. But this position was sure to satisfy them both, even if it was anything but unique. Gloria listened to him in silence, delighted at his droll way of expressing himself as well as his bouncing erection.
Gloria reclined comfortably on the thick carpet and let her lover approach her at his own speed. Larry smiled down at Gloria and then lowered himself to the floor, with his huge prick brandished proudly. Yes, nothing on earth was going to stand between him and the object of his desire.
Meanwhile, Bill and his mother were in a similar state, although their liaison had not progressed quite so quickly. Cora had been leery of fucking her son at first, but the soothing effect of the marijuana and the youth's persistent attempts at seduction were too much to resist.
She sighed and then abandoned herself completely to his caresses. After all, she told herself, she had fucked her brother already that day, and her sister the day before, so this was hardly strange to her. Besides, she had missed her son and now he was here for the asking.
She dropped to her knees before the naked youth and took his long slender prick between her heavily-rouged lips. She sucked at his cock gently and in a matter of moments he had raised an erection that was easily the match of Larry's. It was time for them to fuck, after all the years of frustration and disappointment of their deepest desires.
Bill looked down at his mother and decided that there was no need for her to suck him off to completion. He was horny as a hoot owl and would have liked nothing better than to shoot his load into her clinging mouth, but there would be plenty of time for that later in the evening.
Bill reached down and stroked his mother's hair. Then he pushed her head away from his swollen prick and finally lifted her to her feet. She was naked and desirable and there was nothing on earth to prevent him from fucking her. She was his for the evening.
Cora fell backward onto the couch and her son decided that that was as good a position as any. He crouched down on the floor in front of her and had no trouble guiding his heavy prick directly toward the opening of her dripping pussy. Cora moaned with lust as he first started to enter her.
Bill held his prick in his right hand and forced it slowly into his mother's vaginal gash. Inch after inch the heavy organ slid into her cunt until it was buried to the hilt. Bill tried to reach up and kiss his mother but found that it was impossible to do so in the position he had chosen.
He satisfied himself by stretching his arm up and playing with her soft, heavy tits. They were so vulnerable and warm that he squeezed them hard, causing her nipples to harden and pucker almost immediately. Yes, she was just as hot and passionate as he imagined she would be.
"That's right," she told him. "Fuck me harder and I'll cover your balls with come."
"Take it easy, Mom," he replied. "I just started. I'm glad we came home. I never thought it could be like this but now I knew I was wrong."
He began to fuck his mother a little faster, knowing that it would take him quite a while to come. Grass always slowed Bill down but women never seemed to object. His mother was an incredible lay, with an agility and responsiveness that belied her advanced age.
Cora closed her eyes and concentrated on the feeling of her son's cock banging away at her hungry pussy. It felt great to have him inside her, with his fiance just a few feet away, fucking her brother Larry. Yes, this would be an even better scene for her husband to walk into.
Larry looked over his shoulder and saw that Bill had the situation well in hand. It was a good thing, for he himself was having plenty of trouble fucking Gloria into some semblance of submission. The girl was more than a match for him and he wondered who would cry uncle first.
Gloria smiled up at her lover and then pulled his head down to her tits. Larry was more than happy to oblige her by taking the soft, smooth spheres into his mouth. He sucked at her perky nipples, drawing them one at a time into his mouth until they were covered with his saliva.
Then he raised himself up onto his palms and started to slam his prick home with a vengeance. He had no desire to hurt his new mistress but found that he had to hold her down to insure his own survival. Gloria was whipping her body around like a banshee, threatening to tear his prick off his body. He reflected that it would not be a bad way to die.
Gloria had incredible muscular control, he thought. She could bend like a contortionist and move like a ballerina, but everything she did only served to increase his pleasure. He envied Bill the possession of the little sex machine but then smiled inwardly. After all, he was fucking her now and there was no reason why he could not do it again.
In other words, they would all be staying in the house, at least until the wedding. Well, he had already fucked his sister, his niece and Gloria, and it was unlikely that the family would call it quits at this early stage of the game. No, they had a lot of good times to look forward to.
For the moment he could concentrate on only one thing. He held Gloria's arms down and continued to slam his prick into her. By this point, his entire back was red from her sharp fingernails and he had to stop the passionate sexpot before she tore him to pieces.
He left his prick buried inside her and began to move his hips from side to side, stirring her like a bowl of soup. His prick had never felt larger or harder, but Gloria was able to service it as if it were a toothpick. She was an extraordinary girl, he could not deny it.
Gloria ripped her arms out from his grasp. She did not like to be completely passive when fucking for she knew she could never be satisfied that way. Some men had thought she was too masculine and domineering, but she had the feeling that Larry knew how to appreciate her unique talents.
Gloria began to squirm around as if she wanted to escape from her lover. Larry joined in on the game without hesitation, holding onto her in any way he could but always making certain to keep his cock firmly implanted in her pussy. Yes, this little trick of hers made fucking all the better.
"Listen," she told him breathlessly, "I know a different way to fuck. Are you interested?"
"What's wrong with the way we're doing it," Larry gasped. "It certainly seems to be turning you on sufficiently."
"My way's even better," she insisted. "You can fuck me up the ass and in the cunt the same time."
Larry did not understand her words, but the mention of putting his prick between those hard, firm and silky buttocks was enough to fire his curiosity. He pulled his prick out of Gloria's pussy and watched her as she leaped to her feet. The girl moved as if she hadn't a bone in her body.
Gloria took over, showing her new lover just what she wanted him to do. Larry obediently parked himself in a comfortable easy chair, with his legs spread apart and his swollen purple pecker sticking straight up in the air. He knew that Gloria would deliver everything she had promised.
Gloria then climbed into the chair with him, so that she was crouching over him face-to-face. Her knees pressed against his pelvis and her tits were bobbing irresistibly in front of his eyes. Larry stretched his head forward and took one of the enchanting nipples into his mouth.
Gloria smiled at her ardent lover and then pulled her breast away from him. She closed her thighs around his body and told Larry to keep still. Her ass was poised directly over his prick and all she had to do was lower her body for the bolt to slide home into her pink asshole.
Larry held his breath as she lowered her body onto his enraged scepter. It slipped halfway into her ass and he began to worry that she would bend it against the groin. But Gloria showed him that she knew exactly what she was doing. At no time did she cause her lover a moment of pain.
She lowered her body a little further and then Larry sighed with relief as his cock sank in to the hilt. She was all wet from her pussy juice and his saliva so that it was easy for him to move around inside her. She had the sweetest tightest bunghole he had fucked in his entire life.
Just as he was getting used to her clinging asshole, Gloria raised herself up again, flexing her biceps and using the armrests for support. She came down again immediately thereafter, this time taking his prick into her cunt. Larry was amazed at her strength and muscular agility.
She began to move faster, alternating strokes between cunt and asshole until Larry became dizzy and thought he would pass out from sheer excitation. He could hardly tell the different between the two orifices any more, but as long as she kept his prick buried in one of the two charming little holes, he did not have a care in the world.
Over on the other side of the living room, Bill was having the time of his young life fucking his beautiful mother. He had her down on her hands and knees now and was taking her from behind, slipping his prick gently into her dripping vulva and moving it in slow, spiral motions.
He realized that his mother was a woman who had been born for making love. It was a shame that his father had treated her so badly, but maybe that would change now that he and Uncle Larry had straightened things out. One thing was certain. Things might not improve for his family, but things would certainly be different from here on in.
"That's it," his mother moaned. "Keep fucking me like that. Oh, I love it when you sock it to me like that."
Bill ignored his mother's words, knowing that it would not take much more to bring her to orgasm. He shoved his cock in to the hilt and left it buried there, knowing that that never failed to turn a woman on. Gloria had taught him a lot about sex over the last year.
He used every bit of knowledge to turn his mother on and then received his reward. She began to grunt aloud, shoving her ass back into his hard midsection, showing him that she was already on the verge of ecstasy. All he had to do now was wait for her to come.
He waited patiently, but only for a few seconds. His mother's cunt clung to his wet and swollen prick and then he could feel his balls being bathed in a copious flow of hot, bubbling come. Now she was over the hill and he would be able to think about his own imminent climax.
He pulled back slightly and noticed that his mother's asshole was wet and wide open. Why not, he thought to himself, she's probably done it before, and even if she hasn't, there's no reason why I shouldn't be the first. Then he pulled his prick out of her twat, determined to cornhole his own mother.
"What are you doing, Bill?" Cora asked anxiously.
"Don't worry," Bill reassured her. "It won't hurt much and then I'm sure you'll get to like it."
Actually Bill was determined not to give his mother a chance to escape. He held her down in position by placing the palm of his hand flat on the small of her back. Then he angled himself into position, guiding his prick home, directly into Cora's dripping asshole.
Cora realized what was happening but knew that Bill would be no harder to service than her brother had been. Her asshole had been stretched out adequately and she felt competent to take any man on. She arched her back, causing her buttocks to separate and facilitate his entry.
Bill was delighted with his mother's positive attitude. He caressed her hips as he shot the bolt home, working his way in calmly and slowly. He was dying to fire his wad, but not until after he had enjoyed her fully. It had been a long time coming and now he wanted to make the most of his first bout of love with his sensual, voluptuous mother.
He worked his prick in with great pleasure, delighted that he was not hurting Cora a bit. As a matter of fact, she loved the feel of his prick banging into her asshole and was proud of her ability to service him in that manner. That was one more thing she owed to Larry's good influence.
She arched her back further, so that her son could get his prick even further inside her. It was a wonderful feeling and she began to wonder if she would not have a second orgasm before her son had his first, but soon she realized that that was not to be.
For Bill was fucking her asshole double time, no longer caring if he tore her to pieces. He moved so fast that she dried out a few seconds later and began to feel like she was being impelled on a red-hot bar of iron. She held her tears back, hoping that it would all be over quickly.
Bill started to come immediately thereafter, leaving his prick buried to the hilt in her bleeding asshole. The come rocketed out of his body and served to soothe the chafed and irritated tissue. Then he pulled his prick out and helped his mother to her feet. Now that they were finished, they could go over and watch Gloria perform.
Cora felt a little jealous of the beautiful young girl at first. Gloria was doing things that she had never imagined, things that she certainly couldn't do at her age, or probably not at any age. Still, she had turned Bill on as well as any girl in the world could have done.
With that comforting thought in mind, Cora was better able to enjoy the show. They had come in at the perfect moment it seemed, for Larry had shifted into high gear and was practically leaping off the couch in his desperate thrusts into Gloria's pussy and asshole.
Only the girl's weight kept him from leaping up and sprawling on the floor. His face was covered with sweat and his hair looked like the tresses of a caveman. It was only a matter of time now before he shot his load. And it seemed that Gloria was with him, stroke for stroke.
They both began to come at the identical moment, which was a source of regret to Bill and Cora who felt as if they had missed most of the show. Still, the sight of all that unleashed passion insured the success of the performance. They really did not have a thing to complain about.
Gloria slammed her cunt down onto her lover's prick and left it there, too tired to raise herself up for the thousandth time. She squirmed around like her ass had caught fire and then started to split the air with her screams of passion. Yes, she was already there, Cora thought.
At the very same moment, Larry gripped the arms of the chair and lifted himself up, supporting Gloria on his outstretched cock. He got all the way to his feet and then felt his prick beginning to erupt, spewing its hot juices directly into the cunt that surrounded it so tightly.
Their shared orgasm seemed to last forever, but it was over as quickly as it had begun. Gloria pulled away from the exhausted man so that he was able to collapse back onto the chair as soon as his cock had slid out of her hot and fully-sated snatch. He had lived up to his promise, that was for sure.
"I'll mix a round of drinks," Gloria announced, seemingly none the worst after her tiring bout of love. This place is beginning to smell like a jungle."
Cora went to help her niece, putting her arm around the girl's shoulder. Her husband was due to arrive pretty soon and she wanted to have a session with Gloria before that happened. After the performance she had just witnessed, Cora could not wait to make love to the little sexpot.
Then, just as the drinks were making the rounds, there was a knock at the door. Cora jumped up from the sofa and told everybody to get busy. It was either her husband or her children and she wanted them to see it all.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Linda and Jeff left their parents' house without regret. Things seemed to be getting awfully heavy there, what with everybody making sarcastic comments and nasty innuendoes. Well, they had had their good time and now they welcomed the occasion to discuss it all in private.
The youngsters decided to take their bicycles and ride to the woods. Without knowing what he was doing, Jeff pedaled in the direction of the town woods, to the very spot where he had fucked his girl friend, Judy, only three nights before. It would do well as a place for him and his sister.
It was a hard uphill pedal, but both children did it without complaint. Jeff felt a surge of energy after leaving his house. All those adults around made him uncomfortable. Even Uncle Larry whom he thought he could trust was an integral part of the conspiratorial atmosphere that had made Jeff and Linda feel less than welcome in their own home.
Well, the adults could work things out for themselves. Now that they had each other, Jeff and Linda could afford to feel superior. They jumped off their bikes as soon as they reached the designated spot. It was another warm, sunny day and the ride had been quite tiring.
"Here at last," Jeff announced, sinking onto the grass. "Isn't this a groovy place? I really dig to be here."
"Yeah, and I'll bet you've been here before," his sister answered quickly. "True, isn't it?"
"Sure," Jeff answered without concern.
Jeff and Linda began to talk about their recent experiences with Uncle Larry. Jeff did most of the talking at first, since his sister seemed rather shy about the whole thing. It was surprising, since she had enjoyed herself even more than he had, but Jeff didn't bother to ask any questions.
They decided that they had nothing to worry about as far as Uncle Larry was concerned. The good natured old man would never reveal their secret, for it would get him in far more trouble than themselves. They would just have to be careful not to give their parents a hint of what had happened that day while they were out shopping.
"Is this the place where you take all your girl friends?" Linda asked quietly. "You don't have to lie to me."
"Well, I've taken some girls here," Jeff replied proudly. "But I don't get laid all that often, you know."
"I'll bet you get it enough," Linda answered. "I wish they'd let me stay out that late at night."
Jeff told his sister that the daytime was a good time as any for him to be with her. Linda smiled at her brother, delighted at his answer. Yes, they had the whole day to themselves and there was no reason on earth why they should not make the most of their opportunity.
"Do you want to fuck me again?" Linda asked. "Do you think that it's alright for us to do it here?"
"Sure thing," Jeff replied confidently. "Nobody knows about this place but me and a couple of girls."
Linda hated it when her brother bragged, but this was no time to have an argument. Now that they were together, there was only one thing on her mind. Jeff was not as good a lover as her Uncle Larry, but he was not bad and she knew that he could make her happy without half trying.
She stood up before her brother and started to remove her clothing, a process that took but a few minutes. Then Jeff followed suit, thinking how lucky he was to have a sister that agreeable. Also, she was damned good-looking, better really than any of his girl friends'.
Soon both siblings were in a state of nature, reclining on the soft mossy grass. Jeff rolled over onto his side and watched his sister as she drank in the sun. She really was beautiful, he decided, particularly in the summer when her pale skin got a little color for once.
He rolled over all the way onto his stomach so that he was supine on the grass. From that position it was easy to stretch out his arm and start to play with her shapely tits. This time he was going to fuck the pants off Linda and show her that he was a better lover than her uncle.
Jeff let his hands play freely over his sister's body. No doubt about it, she was totally desirable, just the kind of girl he had always liked. Jeff didn't think in terms of incest, which was a word foreign to his vocabulary. He was at the age where a boy thinks of nothing but sex and considers any girl an improvement over masturbation.
He concentrated for awhile on his sister's tits, thrilling to their firm softness. He held one of her nipples between thumb and forefinger and played with it until the broad pink pad had turned hard and red and puckered. Yes, it was ridiculously easy to turn her on. He hardly had to do a thing to get her moaning and begging him to fuck her.
Linda rolled over onto her side, dislodging her brother's hand from her tits. It was time to get down to some real fucking. They had the whole afternoon together, but sooner or later .they would have to go home. She figured that they could fuck at least twice before returning home.
She threw herself in her brother's arms and began to kiss him wildly all over his handsome face. Then the two children were locked in each other's arms, rolling around across the grass. It was itchy to make it that way, but neither one complained for so much as a single instant.
Jeff turned his body so that his sister could put her hot little hands on his prick and balls. This time Linda was a lot calmer about sex. She had learned a lot that weekend and had come to realize that there was more to sex than mere passion. She could thank Uncle Larry for that.
In any case, she was not at all shy about making it with her brother. All their former arguments and jealousy seemed insignificant now. They had common desires these days and there was no reason on earth for them to fight about it. It was so much easier to fuck and forget it.
Jeff lay back and let his sister play with his prick at her leisure. Then he could feel her rolling over, moving her head closer and closer to the target. He wanted to fuck her, but was not going to complain about a good blow-job. That was always a good way to get the ball rolling.
"Why don't you eat me out at the same time?" his sister suggested. "It would be great to do it that way."
"I don't know," Jeff answered. "I kind of had my heart set on just you sucking me off."
"Don't be selfish," Linda answered hotly. "I have desires, too, you know. Come on, we'll have fun this way."
There was no way that Jeff could refuse his sister when she put things in those terms. He positioned himself on his side and watched as she did the same. Eating cunt was something he was not sure he liked, but this time he would find out for sure. Besides, he had nothing to lose.
The two youngsters were lying head-to-foot and Linda wasted no time taking the big cock into her mouth. It was half-hard already and she knew that a few strokes of her talented tongue would bring her brother to a full state of erection. It didn't take much to turn a man on, she decided.
Jeff, meanwhile, found that he could not avoid sticking his tongue into Linda's twat. It gaped before his face and he had to admit that he would enjoy eating her out. The taste was a little disconcerting at first but he knew that after a few minutes he would be swallowing her come with gusto.
He closed his eyes and protruded his tongue until it had found a home. It was easy to turn her on just by working on clitoris and labia, but this time he figured that he might as well do things right, shoving his tongue as far as it would go into her fragrant, dripping little honey-pot.
Meanwhile, his cock was buried practically to the hilt in his sister's eager mouth. Yes, she had learned a lot about giving blow-jobs, so that he, too, had plenty to thank Uncle Larry for. Their lives had certainly changed radically this week and for all they knew, would continue to change.
Linda was delighted to have a prick in her mouth again. Larry had told her that she could suck cock as well as any woman he had ever met. Sure, it was probably nothing more than a compliment, but there had to be some element of truth in it, as far as she was concerned.
She took the big thing inside her and tried to force it down her throat. Jeff, knowing what she was doing, rolled over so that he was now on top of her. It was easy to eat her out in the new position and he knew that he could sink his cock deeper than ever into her soft, moist throat.
Linda needed a few minutes to adjust to the new position but soon found that it made it easier for her as well. Jeff's prick came down into her mouth at a new angle and didn't choke her nearly as much. All she had to do was open wide and take it in. Meanwhile, he was eating out her pussy better than he had ever done before.
Jeff began to hump his body, shooting his prick into his sister's mouth with great force. It caused her to choke a bit, but she was too proud to ask him to take it easy. Figuring that he had a whole lifetime of sexuality to look forward to, Linda found that she was mentally ready for anything.
Her own cunt had begun to water copiously, a sure sign that she was enjoying their bout of lovemaking. Jeff had learned to eat out her pussy perfectly, alternating his strokes so that she never knew what was coming next. It was a pleasure to be with someone that talented and strong.
She began to feel a little come dripping into her mouth and knew that it would not take her brother too much longer to fire his wad. She slipped the prick all the way back into her mouth, finding that she could swallow far more of it than she had formerly given herself credit for.
Inch by inch the big thing slid into her throat until she had taken down at least seven inches. It felt funny to be impaled on the big thing but she knew it would not last long. Her brother's body was sweating freely and his eyes were glazed with unsatiated lust.
Then his cock exploded in her mouth. She drank down the first rush of juices greedily but then he shot for a second time, giving the inexperienced girl more than she could handle. It rocketed into her throat and then backed up on her so that she could hardly breathe. Then he pulled his prick out and shot the rest of it all over her face and tits.
Jeff relaxed for a few minutes after that, but then decided that he owed it to his sister to show her a good time, to bring her to an orgasm as violent and satisfying as his own. He got on top of her again and forced his tongue into her tight little snatch, not to stop until her climax.
Linda wiped the come off her face but let it dry in the sun on her heaving tits. It felt nice to have the sticky stuff hardening on her as her brother continued eating her out. Yes, he was a good lover and pretty soon she was going to reward him with her first orgasm of the day.
She closed her eyes and let her brother work at his own pace. He circled his tongue around her labia and then worked on her clitoris for awhile, knowing how sensitive Linda was in that part of her body. She sighed with lust and knew that she would shoot her load in a matter of minutes.
Jeff ate her out with true passion, thinking how lucky he was to be in that position. He forced his tongue in until it itched and then could feel how her pussy was beginning to water. Yes, they were having a good time together but this was nothing more than the beginning.
A few seconds later she started to come, moving wildly on the grass so that Jeff could hardly hold onto her anymore. He gripped her ass with his strong hands and continued to plunge his tongue into the abyss. Her pussy smelled better than ever and he wanted nothing more than to swallow a double wad of her hot, bubbling cunt juices.
Then she came at last, breaking the sylvan silence with her cry of passion. Jeff felt an ocean of come washing into his mouth but had no trouble swallowing the salty juices. He held his head in position until she had stopped moving and then pulled it slowly away from her dripping cunt.
"That was really something," he told her. "It just gets better every time we do it."
"Yeah, it sure does," she concurred. "Let's fuck this time. After that, we'll probably have to go home."
The two passionate siblings spent another hour in the woods and then got dressed to go home. It was a shame that they couldn't stay longer, but they had promised to be home before supper and there was no point getting their parents worried. Then they might start to ask questions.
They got back on their bicycles and headed slowly home. Both were tired, but in a way that was not at all unpleasant. Besides, they had the whole evening to recuperate. Soon they were in sight of the house and a few minutes later they had parked their bicycles in the garage and were knocking at the door, ready to take an afternoon nap.
Meanwhile, Bill Senior had hurried out of the house and practically leaped into his car. Things had gone too far now and he didn't know what to do about his wife. Still, there was one woman who understood him. His sister-in-law, Robin. He knew that he would find peace in her loving arms. There was no doubt about it.
He floored the accelerator as he pulled out of the driveway, determined to get to Robin's house as quickly as possible. She had better be home, he thought to himself. He was not in the mood to be disappointed after all the shit that his unforgiving wife had put him through.
In another twenty minutes he was pulling the car into Robin's driveway. There was no other car there so that he knew her husband was still out on the road. Well, that was one thing in his favor. One thing that he could thank his stars for. At least he would be able to fuck her again.
He hopped out of the car and immediately went over to try the doorbell. Robin came out a few seconds later, quite surprised to see her lover. After what had happened the day before, she had figured that she would never see him again. Now his presence confused her completely.
"But, what are you doing here?" she stammered. "I thought we had decided not to see each other."
"Bullshit," Bill answered. "I've had enough of that wife of mine. Besides, her brother Larry, your half-brother, is staying with us and I can't stand him. The two of them whisper together all day."
"But still," she continued, "don't you realize that we can't stay together anymore now that she knows about us."
"I'm past the point of caring," he said sadly. "I know she's going to divorce me so I might as well have my fun while I still can. Don't you agree?"
So saying, he pushed his way through the open doorway and then sat down on the sofa. Robin looked at him but could not make up her mind what to do or say. She still wanted him, of course, but knew that it was wrong for her to deceive her sister once again. But, on the other hand, Cora had said that it didn't really matter what they did.
"I don't think she wants to divorce you," Robin said meekly. "Really, I think you're exaggerating things."
"Don't bug my ass about Cora," Bill answered. "Let's just have a good time together. If I never see that bitch again, it'll be too soon."
There followed a brief but accurate recounting of all the things Cora had done to show her disapproval. Robin heard her lover out and decided that he did have a point. It was wrong for Cora to treat a man like that, particularly a passionate, proud man like her husband Bill.
She went over to the sideboard and mixed a round of martinis, thinking that a strong drink would lift her love's cloud of depression. Bill threw the stuff down like it was water and then asked for a refill. Robin filled his glass immediately, wanting desperately to please her lover.
Soon Bill's mood had improved significantly. He became defiant in his thinking, reasoning that he could get along without his wife. There were plenty of other women who appreciated him at his true worth, women he could be happy with, women like the one who was sitting beside him.
He reached out and started to fondle her tits, never bothering to ask if that was what she wanted. There was no point treating a women like Robin as an equal. She would not have known how to react to it. All he knew was that they had been happy together until his wife's untimely arrival. There was no reason why they could not be happy again.
He took Robin in his arms, thrilling to the feel of her familiarly-voluptuous body. Yes, she had just what he needed. She was the only woman who had ever been able to satisfy his lust. Well, he didn't care who walked in this time. He was going to fuck the pants off the little sexpot.
"Don't," Robin pleaded. "I just don't feel right fucking you. She might come here again."
"Fuck her," Bill answered angrily. "I don't care if I never see her again. And don't pull any of this moral shit on me. You want it as bad as I do."
Robin had no answer to this line of reasoning. She did want to fuck Bill again and her pussy was already watering in anticipation of swallowing his cock. She sighed aloud and then abandoned herself. She really was his slave and there wasn't a thing she could do to protect herself.
Robin got up from the couch and started to remove her clothing. Bill was feeling the three drinks he had downed, but not so much that he could not appreciate the floor show. He loved to watch Robin stripping for she looked as shy and unsure of herself as a teenage virgin.
Soon she was stark naked and Bill took a few minutes to admire her charms before getting out of his own clothing. Yes, Robin was really beautiful, a thousand times more desirable than her sister. He had felt guilty about visiting her at first but now he knew that he had done the right thing.
He got off his own clothing in record time and now was ready to fuck her. Robin dropped down to her hands and knees on the floor. She had always liked to be fucked from behind, which was the way he liked it too. It always felt great to have her soft buttocks rubbing against his crotch as he shoved his prick into that waiting twat.
Bill was hard as a rock without being touched. All that he had been through in the past few days only served to fire passion more. He had a lot to forget and she was just the woman to help him do it. A few hours spent in her loving arms and he knew he would feel like a new man.
The happy couple positioned themselves on the floor. Bill knelt behind his lover and decided to eat her cunt out for a few seconds before fucking her. That way she would be dripping wet and perfectly ready for him. Besides, it would make her come all the quicker.
He protruded his tongue out of his mouth and used it all over her labia and clitoris. Robin's pretty pink asshole winked open before his eyes and he had no choice but to stick his tongue into that orifice as well. Yes, it was a pleasure being with a woman who understood him for a change.
Soon both cunt and asshole were dripping wet. Bill held his prick in his right hand and gently guided it into Robin's pussy. It slid home effortlessly and now he was ready to begin. It was important that he fuck her right this time and take her mind off her troubles.
He shoved it in to the hilt and began to rotate it slowly, knowing that that never failed to turn a woman on. Robin sighed with ecstasy. He knew that she still felt guilty about what they were doing, but figured in a few minutes she would be begging him for more.
He pressed his body against her ass and delighted in the feel of her creamy buttocks being pressed against his wiry pubic hair. This time he felt no desire to mistreat his mistress. All he wanted was to make her happy and to forget all the shit his wife had been trying to pull.
He reached around and started to play with her tits, something else that Robin could never resist. He held her breasts one in each hand and began to tease her nipples with his strong fingers. Soon she was watering copiously and he knew that he was halfway to his objective.
Bill let go of the creamy spheres and turned his attention to his lover's clitoris. It was easy to manipulate the thing in that position and he could feel his own cock sliding in and out of her cunt. This way he felt almost like he was masturbating and it gave a new dimension to his sexual pleasure. It was always like that when he fucked Robin.
He held the little pink button in his fingers until it was covered with juices. It was so easy to turn her on that he could never quite get used to it. All he had to do was touch her and she was ready to come. If his wife were that responsive, maybe none of this would have happened.
But for now, Bill had but one thing in mind. He continued to fuck his mistress, Robin, slamming his cock into her pussy with desperation evident in his every stroke. He was fucking more for escape than pleasure but it made no difference to Robin who was in it for the same thing.
She no longer felt guilty about fucking Bill. Sure, it was a dirty trick to pull on her sister, but as long as their relationship was estranged there was nothing for it but to do her part to keep him happy. It was better for him to be with her, she figured, than with a stranger.
Besides, as usual, Bill was turning her on more intensely than any man had ever done before. She didn't know what it was about him that did it, for he was an older man who was not even that physically attractive in the larger scheme of things. Well, that was one mystery that she would never solve, something she had to take at face value.
She moved backwards slightly, grinding her heavy buttocks into his hard midsection. That felt nice because it forced his cock even further into her hungry pussy. That was one thing she could count on with Bill. It happened every time.
Pretty soon she was on the verge of orgasm. Robin arched her back to take in even more of his huge cock and then felt her muscles stiffen compulsively in preparation for her imminent orgasm. All she had to do now was wait and the good times would be sure to follow.
A few seconds later she felt her cunt evacuating its juices. She covered her lover's balls with pussy juice and then collapsed onto the floor. He was still inside her but that was alright, too. His prick was still rock-hard and she knew it would take a lot more to get him off.
"I'm going to fuck you up the ass now," Bill announced in a husky tone of voice. "Don't try to stop me."
"Please don't do it that way," Robin pleaded. "Last time you tried it, I thought you were going to tear me to pieces. I'm just too small down there."
"That's what I like about you," Bill replied. "It's just like fucking a little girl and taking her cherry."
"Can't we do it some other way," she asked humbly. "Don't I make you happy when we fuck the regular way?"
"Sure," Bill answered. "You're sensational in bed. That's why I want to do everything with you."
Robin tried to argue but it was all to no avail. Anal sex terrified her and she knew that it was going to tear her tiny asshole to pieces. But Bill was in a terrible mood and was not about to show her any mercy. She would have to take it like a woman and hope for the best.
Bill reached down and used his right index finger to transfer some of the juices from cunt to asshole. He worked his finger in to the last knuckle and decided that Robin did not know what she was talking about. Her asshole was as loose and inviting as that of any other woman.
Then he held his prick in his hand and aimed it directly at the delightful target. It was great to fuck her that way and he had been a fool even to hesitate. His orgasm was going to come all too soon and then he really would have to go home again and face the music.
He slid his prick into the tiny pink bunghole and then leaned his body forward so that he could shoot the bolt home. Robin screamed with pain but he ignored her completely. Most likely she was just putting on an act, and in any case he had no intention of withdrawing until he had shot his load. She would just have to accept that fact.
Robin found the pain intolerable. Her asshole was terribly sensitive and she didn't know how she could keep from passing out. Still, once his prick was all the way inside her, it wasn't nearly as bad. And, in any case, it wouldn't go on forever.
She arched her back, trying everything to make herself less uncomfortable. Now Bill felt like he could sink all the way into her, disappear into the charming little bunghole. It was great to fuck her in that manner, for she was helpless to do anything but sit there and serve his pleasure.
He worked his prick in a little further and started to fuck her for real. It was good to be inside her like that, without a care in the world. He found himself wishing that his wife would show up again. This time he would be ready to spit in her face and tell her to get lost.
But nothing of the sort was likely to happen. The rest of his family was home now having the time of their lives. The orgy had continued at full force and they were waiting for him to arrive. No doubt about it, he was the one who was in for the shock of his life.
But that was the furthest thought from Bill's mind. All he could consider now was the approach of his orgasm. It was too bad that it snuck up on him so quickly, but there was nothing he could do to hinder it. Robin's asshole was so tight and sweet that he just had to fill it with come.
He arched his own back and then shot the bolt home for the last time. It slid right into her, now covered with blood and pussy juice and come. A few more strokes and the cannon would explode. Bill groaned with lust and then closed his eyes just before the onset of his climax.
Then he felt his prick exploding within the tight little bunghole. He left it buried there until his passion had subsided. Yes, she was the woman he needed, even if he did treat her so rottenly. There would be plenty of time to make it up to her after he separated from his wife. Then they would be able to spend almost every day together.
Bill pulled his cock out of his nest and watched Robin sink to the floor from exhaustion. He smiled down at her and then raised her to her feet. She had been a good sport about things and it wouldn't hurt to be kind to her for once. His wife had never turned him on like that during the entire course of their twenty-five years of married life.
"Mix another round of drinks," Bill commanded. "I've got a lot of things on my mind."
"Don't you think you ought to go home now?" Robin asked gently. "They're going to miss you."
"I hardly think so," Bill replied. "I'll stay for a little while longer, in any case."
Robin did not bother to argue with Bill, knowing that she would never be able to change his mind. Her asshole was burning terribly and she hoped that he would not fuck her again that day. She mixed an even stronger drink than usual and brought it over to him on the sofa.
The two lovers drank in silence and Robin could tell that Bill was becoming more morose by the minute. It was a shame that he and Cora got along so poorly but perhaps that was the way it always was with two strong conflicting personalities. She wished she could do something to help but could not imagine what it would consist of.
"Listen," Bill told her. "We both agree that I've got to go home today. I've got a better idea."
"What's that?" Robin asked nervously.
"You're not going to like this," Bill began, "but I want you to come home with me."
"That's crazy," Robin interjected. "I mean, you're in enough trouble already, aren't you?"
"Sure," he replied. "But this time I want to get everybody's cards on the table. That wife of mine is getting too big for her britches."
Robin tried to talk him out of it, but Bill was too determined to be sidetracked. He got dressed and ordered his frightened mistress to follow suit. Soon they were sitting in the car and heading for the Robinson residence. Bill was sure that he was doing the right thing.
CHAPTER NINE
Cora ran to the door, still stark naked, expecting to surprise her husband. She threw the door open boldly and was shocked to see her son and daughter standing there, their mouths wide open in surprise. Bill Junior looked out at the scene and could hardly believe his eyes.
"I thought Bill Senior was coming home, not the kids," he stuttered. "Shit, what do we do now?"
"Take it easy," Larry intoned, slowly getting up out of his chair. "I guess I have a little confession to make."
"Will somebody please explain what's going on here," Cora requested. "Who are these two kids?"
Uncle Larry told everybody to keep quiet while he tried to put the situation in some semblance of order. He looked over at his niece and nephew and saw that they were frightened to the point of paralysis. Well, he would make sure that they would not be worried for long.
It was hard for him to find a point at which to begin his much ramified story. Everybody knew something about somebody, but nobody but himself seemed to know it all. He decided that he would approach each person as an individual, hoping the others would wait their turns.
He started with Cora, who seemed most upset by the concentration of events. He told her how he had walked in on Linda had Jeff, while they were fucking in the girl's bedroom. He had caught them in the act but then decided to get in on the fun. That was how it all started.
Cora could not believe the testimony with her own ears at first, but she soon was able to see how well things fit together. After all, the children were well past the age of puberty and it wasn't strange for them to start experiencing the various forms of sexual gratification.
On the other hand, it was a surprise to her to discover that they had been fucking each other and then her brother Larry. But eventually she realized that that too meshed with her new concept of the family. It was something that would surely have happened sooner or later.
Larry next turned to Jeff and Linda, but at that very moment the door was flung open, to reveal the standing figures of Bill Senior and his sister-in-law, Robin. They were as stunned and silent as the twins had been, and Larry realized that he would have to start all over again.
He turned his attention to Bill, explaining to the confused man everything that had happened in his absence. First there was the story of Jeff and Linda, then the affair between him and his sister, and then the final orgy they had had with Bill Junior and his fiancée.
He turned his attention to Bill, explaining to and understand all that had been happening. He thought it over for a few minutes and then suddenly burst out in a peal of laughter. Cora looked at her husband and smiled. Really, she thought, he was taking things very well. Maybe there would be hope for their marriage once they straightened things out.
Larry then turned to Jeff and Linda again and explained to them that their father had been having an affair with their Aunt Robin. Jeff did not react at first, but Linda blushed immediately as if she had assumed it from the first. But soon she too was able to accept the situation.
Larry told them that there would have to be some new accommodation in the family and the children were quick to agree. It was about time that they could be honest with their parents and relatives. Jeff told Larry to continue with his story. He would save his questions until later.
Now Larry turned his attention to Bill Junior and Gloria. He explained again about Bill's infidelity and Cora's subsequent frustration. It was only natural that Bill would turn to a lonely woman like Robin for solace. But now perhaps they would be able to work things out better for everyone.
A peaceful silence lighted on the group of seven and it took several minutes before anybody could think of something to say. Bill Senior, stood up and said that he was willing to forgive everyone as well as to apologize for anything he had done to hurt the feelings of his family.
Larry leaped out of his chair and threw his arms around his brother-in-law, congratulating him on his change of heart. Yes, he thought to himself, things had become pretty complicated, but now things were going to work out for the best. All that remained for them now was to continue the party, to include the late-comers in the fun and games.
"Well, Cora," he announced heartily. "Why don't you and Robin mix up a round of drinks."
"Why bother with alcohol," Gloria interrupted. "I've got at least another ounce and a half of grass."
"What are you talking about?" Robin asked.
Larry then had to explain that aspect of the party to Bill and Robin. To his delight, they seemed quite ready to experiment with marijuana, and Gloria wasted no time in straining and rolling another dozen joints. Yes, this party was likely to go on for the rest of the weekend.
Gloria produced the joints in record time and the members of the happy family dropped down onto the rug to have a smoke. They made a strange picture, since some of them were stark naked and others completely clothed, but nobody seemed to object to the disparity.
Bill Senior too his puff on the joint and found that it relaxed him completely. He thought to himself that he was straightening out his family affair and bridging the generation gap in the same day. That was quite a task but he knew that there would be far more demanded of him.
Robin, for her part, was absolutely delighted with the taste and psychedelic effects of the marijuana. She took one puff after another until she could hardly see straight. Then, without thinking of what she was doing, the passionate woman began to remove her clothing, hinting to Bill that it would be appropriate for born to follow suit.
Jeff looked at his sister Linda and then went over to join her. They felt a little out of place in the gathering but realized that they might as well stick it out and see what was going to happen. To that effect, both children hurried to divest themselves of their clothing.
Soon the entire party was stark naked and it was only a matter of pairing off. Larry got to his feet and took Gloria by the arm, leading her over to his brother-in-law, Bill. He figured that Gloria would set Bill straight, for once he got into that sweet pussy of hers, he would not have a thing in the world to complain about.
Bill took the girl in his arms and led her over to the vacated couch. Gloria was really something to see and he was delighted that he would get a chance to fuck her as quickly as possible. He thought about Robin for a minute and then decided that she could take care of her own needs.
Cora smiled at her son and then went over to join him on the floor. They talked together for a few moments and then she realized that he was no longer upset by the strange chain of events that had just been unveiled. Yes, they were going to have a hell of a time together.
Robin walked over to Larry and kissed him on the cheek. They had not seen one another in years and she was delighted to see how handsome he had remained. Aside from that, she was proud of the way he had handled things, stepping into the breach and taking charge when the trouble had started.
That left Bill a clear field with his sister Linda. They greeted each other with great affection but Bill came to realize that he would have to take it easy with the young girl She was still in a state of shock and would need a few hours of good, relaxing sex to bring her back down to earth.
Bill took Gloria in his arms and then the precocious girl took his prick in hand. She stroked the thick heavy organ until it began to rise and then lowered her head to the target. She knew that no man could resist one of her super blow-jobs, least of all a passionate guy like Bill.
He looked down and watched with great interest as she sucked his cock. It seemed strange, but he was no longer tired, as if he had not spent the entire afternoon fucking his sister-in-law, Robin. That's how these young girls were, he thought. They can wring sperm out of a stone.
Gloria sucked his cock until it was red and hard and swollen and then spit it out of her mouth. These Robinson men were well-hung, she mused, and it would be a pleasure to have the big thing banging away in her cunt. Yes, it was quite a little family that she had chosen to marry into.
Bill lay Gloria flat on her back and started to work on her big, hard titties. It felt great to suck her broad flat nipples into his mouth, teasing the delightful pads until they had puckered and hardened. Now it was time for him to fuck her and nothing on earth was going to stop him from doing it, least of all his wife, who seemed quite well-occupied.
Bill raised himself over the supine girl and guided his prick home with his hands. It slid directly into her well-lubricated honey-pot and he sighed with lust as the bolt shot quickly home. What a fool he had been for thinking that his marriage was over and his family estranged.
He lowered his body onto Gloria and felt her big tits being crushed against his chest. It was like fucking on a cloud he told himself. She was so soft and so muscular at the same time that he felt he would come on the spot. But of course he well knew that that would be impossible.
Then he began to fuck her in earnest, shoving his prick in as hard and fast as he could. Larry had discovered Gloria's endless capacity for sex, but to Bill it was something new and unbelievable. The girl never seemed to tire and it was he who soon found himself gasping for breath.
He raised himself up on his palms and then concentrated all his weight on his crotch. Bill's hairy prick was now bruised to the hilt in Gloria's pussy and their pubic hair soon became glued together by their sweat and come juices. Yes, he was going to fuck the little honey until she bled.
He began to move his hips from side to side so that his cock made wide ellipses inside Gloria's cunt. The passionate coed was delighted with his techniques, which was so different from her fiance's athletic prowess. It was nice to fuck an older man once in a while, she thought. They have all sorts of ways to make up for the ravages of time.
Over on the other side of the room, Cora had decided that the best way to relax her son was to suck him off. It was something that she had not done to her husband in years, but just that day she had had a chance to practice her technique on the huge male organ of her brother Larry. Yes, it would be a pleasure to turn him on and have him come in her mouth. She could almost taste his come already.
Jeff looked down and was amazed at how well his mother was sucking him off. He had never thought about her in sexual terms before but now he realized that he had wanted her subconsciously since the age of puberty. Now he had his chance to fill her thick clinging lips with come.
He leaned back against the sofa, where Robin and Larry had renewed their acquaintance in the best possible way. Now he could watch them at the same time he had his mother down on her knees sucking his cock. It was the best of all possible words, sex and voyeurism at the same time.
He held his mother by the hair and stroked her cheeks as she took in every inch of his pounding meat. It was amazing the way she could swallow it all down, until her lips were pressed against his wiry, black pubic hair and her white teeth biting into the base of his rod.
Cora was somewhat surprised at her own abilities as a fellatrice. She opened her throat wide and counted the inches of cock that disappeared into her mouth. Her son's rod must have been eight inches long and half as thick but she was able to service it without breathing hard.
She let it slide out of her mouth and then proceeded to lick at the purple head, drawing her tongue slowly across the taut surface until she could feel the blood coursing wildly through his pubic veins. Yes, her son was every bit as virile and desirable as the other males in the family.
Then she spit out his prick altogether, determined to service the lad's hairy balls. They looked so soft and vulnerable that she began to lick them like a oat cleaning up a puddle of cream. It was nice the way the hairs tickled her throat before she made them wet to stand up.
She slipped his balls into her mouth one at a time and began to dandle and suck them gently. Jeff looked down as if he thought she would bite the vulnerable globes off his body but Cora gave him a glance that was certain to reassure him and convince him she meant no harm.
She let go of his balls and then started to shoot her tongue out at the tip of his prick. Her knees ached from the unaccustomed position but she was impervious to pain. Nothing would satisfy her until her son had emptied his load into her mouth and it didn't look like that was going to take too much longer. Not the way she was sucking him off.
Jeff began to rock back and forth on his heels, knowing that he could not hold out much longer. Cora sensed her son's distress and popped his prick back into her dripping mouth. It was too bad that he would come so soon, but there would be plenty of time to suck him off again later.
Jeff held his mother by the hair and shoved his prick in for the last time. It went all the way into the back of her throat and started to lurch madly as his balls were emptied of yet another load of cream. Three separate streams of the sticky stuff went shooting into Cora's mouth.
Cora gulped the fluids down gratefully, happy that her son had got his rocks off at last. His come was warm and rich and thick, just the way she liked it to be. She pulled her head away from his crotch and saw the last few drops falling off his shiny cock, down onto the rug.
Meanwhile, Gloria and Bill were far too busy to notice anything that was going on around them. The whole house reeked of sexual excess and it was hard to breathe but Bill was too far gone to care. Gloria was the best lay he had ever had and he wanted to fill her pussy with come.
He lowered himself back onto her shapely body and began to shove his prick in so fast that she could hardly feel it. Then he slowed down for a few minutes, knowing that he could fire his salvo whenever he wanted to. He figured that he might as well wait until Gloria was ready to come. It always was better when you could come together with a woman.
He began to use his prick like a tool, fucking her from every angle as if he were excavating a ditch. Then he felt her cunt tighten around his swollen weapon and knew that she was ready to fly. Well, he had held back for long enough. The storm was about to break.
Gloria shrieked aloud, letting the whole room know that she was ready to celebrate her orgasm. Just as her cunt started to empty its ample fluids, Bill shoved his rod in for the last time and let it explode within her. Their come juice mingled in her pussy until she thought she would burst.
Bill pulled his cock out immediately thereafter, feeling that he could hardly breathe. Gloria had given him quite a workout, even though the whole thing had lasted only twenty minutes. He didn't know whether to envy his son or feel sorry for anyone who lived with a girl that demanding.
Over on the rug, Robin was down on her hands and knees, being fucked from behind by her half-brother, Larry. Larry may have been only half a brother, she thought, but he was all man and that was all she needed him to be. He was fucking her in a way that made her want to spill her load on the spot.
He was kneeling down behind Robin, with his big cock sticking halfway into her cunt. A few more gentle strokes and he had sent the bolt home. It was buried to the hilt and Robin discovered that Bill was not the only man who could make her happy. Far from it, she thought, since her own brother was bringing her to the verge of ecstasy.
She began to move her hips from side to side, crushing her ass against the old man's thick midsection. Larry was so patient as he fucked her that she wondered if he was really enjoying himself. It was an idle question, for he was hard as a rock and would come in a few seconds more.
Larry continued to fuck Robin's slowly, seeing that his technique was working like a charm. He was tired out from a weekend of fucking but knew that he would always reach out for a little extra, especially with a woman like Robin, who was ten times more desirable than he remembered her.
He continued to fuck her and then stepped up the pace, realizing that he had not long before his orgasm. Fortunately Robin beat him to the mark. As soon as he shoved his cock all the way in, her cunt closed around the thing as if she wanted to rip it right off his muscular body.
Larry held on for dear life and soon found that he had weathered the storm. His cock and balls were swimming in cunt honey which made it all the easier for him to get in and out of Robin's clinging pussy. Well, all he had to do now was finish up to take a well-deserved rest.
A rest with a family, the only family in the whole world that he knew believed in real togetherness!
