A Visit From Sis

                        By David St. Martin



                            Chapter 1

     "Damn that feels good, Joey!"
     Her gasp was barely audible over the noisy sucking.  Her firm 
tits had been aching for this... but not nearly as much as her 
slippery young cunt ached for what was to come.
     "Yes! Bite them!"
     She opened her dark brown eyes and looked down at the boy's 
head as he moved his mouth back and forth, feasting on her 
luscious tits. It wasn't that Amy's tits were particularly big, 
but a 34C looked twice as large on her otherwise slim frame. They 
drove men wild... which was fine by Amy. Her tits craved all the 
attention they could get.
     "That's it! No... ahh!
     She'd been about to tell him to touch her slobbering pussy, 
but he'd already started moving his hand up under her short skirt. 
Amy let her head loll back on the seat, her long, straight, blond 
hair cascading over the back. She spread her slender legs to 
accommodate his touch. She felt his hand going higher on her 
quivering thighs as he sucked her left tit into his mouth and 
rasped the sensitive flesh with his deft tongue. She reached out 
with one hand, running her fingers over the denim of his jeans 
until she found the hard, full bulge of his cock and quickly 
fumbled open his zipper.
     "You're like a piece of wood," she breathed, releasing the 
rigid prick from his briefs. She heard him groan as her hand began 
to move up and down over the blood-engorged shaft.
     Amy stiffened as his fingers ceased tracing the lust-puffed 
lips of her pussy and began probing against the hot inner 
stricture of her cunt. She groaned again. The seat began to fold 
back and down. Her eyes fluttered momentarily as he began working 
his finger in and out of her hungrily clutching cunt. She'd been 
hot when he had picked her up from her afternoon swim at the town 
pool. She'd been hotter still after the clumsy, furtive fumbling 
at stoplights along the road. By the time she'd slipped her blouse 
open and given his fingers easier access, she was flaming with 
horniness.
     "Hurry... hurry!" she hissed, head flinging from side to side 
of the soft leather upholstery. It wasn't often that Joey got his 
old man's car, but when he did, they made the most out of it... 
especially the reclining seat.
     She groaned again as he probed at her pussy with a second 
finger, working hard to wedge it inside her already spasming cunt. 
She was tight down there, every bit as tight as she'd been when 
she'd lost her cherry the year before. Amy humped her cunt up and 
down on his invading fingers, riding them for all she was worth. 
She wanted the real thing.
     Finally, he began moving over her.
     "Come on," she pleaded, using her free hand to tug at his 
belt. She felt the denim crushing against the insides of her 
thighs as he pushed his jeans down his legs ...
     ... and then he was lowering himself over her.
     "Oh, yes, yes," she grunted, already fitting the blunt heat 
of his throbbing cock between the welcoming lips of her hungry 
pussy.
     Joey had never been one to rush into things, no matter how 
horny he was, and this occasion was no different. He calmly 
replaced her fingers with his own and began rubbing the velvety 
flesh of his cock between the tightly compressed lips of her cunt. 
Amy jerked beneath him as the heavy cocktip brushed her clitoris 
again and again. She thought she was going to die without the fuck 
she needed.
     "Plea-ease," she sobbed, wrapping her long shapely legs 
around his thighs and digging her nails into his muscular ass. Amy 
tried to force him into her, but Joey was good at this... which was 
one of the prime reasons she was with him and not one of the 
others. When she needed a good fuck, Amy knew that Joey could 
supply the medicine.
     At that moment, he gave her his cock.
     "AAHHHH... YES!" she screamed. He'd fit the head of his prick 
between the lips of her pussy, stretching them until they'd seemed 
ready to burst. Then he shoved his hard prick into her unnaturally 
tight cunt.
     Amy tensed. She felt the hard male prick throbbing inside 
her. Her cunt was being stretched the way it had ached to be 
stretched. That itch inside her was finally being soothed. She 
came, the orgasm shuddering quickly through her. She fell back 
onto the seat, but the tension inside her remained.
     "Now more," she breathed, opening her dark-lashed eyes to 
look into his face. "Give it to me till you can't move any more!"
     He did. He pulled slowly back until just the head of his cock 
was still inside her tight pussy grip. Then he slammed forward 
into her again with enough force to knock the breath from her. Amy 
lay gasping and puffing beneath him. She tightened her legs on his 
back, digging her heels into his ass and humping up at him with 
all the leverage she could muster.
     He came into her at different speeds and angles, giving every 
square millimeter of her honey tunnel a taste of the blood-filled 
cocktip. She rose higher... and then came off again.
     "Come with me this time," she pleaded. "I want you to come in 
me!"
     That always pleased Joey, she knew... but it pleased her, too. 
She loved to feel a cock jerking and swelling against her cunt 
walls as it fired its hot load.
     Joey pressed his strong body against her petite frame and 
began ramming his hard cock up her pussy with short, fast, 
powerful surges. Each lunge jarred her... but in the best way!
     "Soon!" she gasped. "Soon! SOOO... NOW!"
     She came again, arching and shivering beneath him. She felt 
him surrender to the milking spasms of her eager young cunt. Again 
and again, he gasped as his virile young balls lurched repeated 
loads of scalding cum blasting into her welcoming young pussy. She 
felt a buzz starting somewhere between her cunt and her ass. The 
buzz spread like wildfire until her entire body was consumed in 
the release of her orgasm.
     The two of them gradually slowed and lay limply together. His 
shriveling prick was forced out of her by the elastic tightness of 
her slicked cunt. She shivered as she felt the head of his cock 
pop out of her cunt.
     "That was good, Joey. I was looking forward to that fuck all 
day."
     He kissed her forehead lightly. "You've got an amazing little 
pussy, Amy. It feels like it's going to tear my prick off and keep 
it locked inside forever."
     She giggled. "That would be nice."
     "Not for me."
     After a few more minutes to regain their breath, they finally 
separated and pulled their clothes back into order. He drove her 
back to her house. It was nearly nine, and her parents expected 
her back.
     "I think this is going to be a terrific summer," he said, as 
he slowed in front of her house. There were lights on in the 
living room and her brother's room.
     "If today was a sample, you've got my vote on it!" she 
replied happily. With school out, the evening curfews would be 
moved back to later hours for her. Every time she thought about 
it... and all the fun to be had... Amy had to smile to herself.
     "Any idea when your folks are planning the trip this year?" 
he asked. Every year, her father and mother took Amy and her 
brother, Billy, to the mountains for a week. She'd always looked 
forward to it before, but she had discovered the joy of fucking, 
now, and didn't relish the week of enforced celibacy.
     "Not yet. Call me tomorrow?"
     He grinned wide and relaxed. "No way to stop me."
     She picked up the bag with her damp two piece suit and towel 
inside and went into her house.
     Amy's mother and father were sitting in the kitchen.
     "Hi, Mom... Dad," she said brightly, greeting each with a 
proper daughterly kiss on the cheek. "What's all this?" She nodded 
towards the glossy brochures spread on the table before them. Her 
father slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her close.
     "You know that promotion I've been bucking for?" he asked, 
his twinkling eyes betraying the rest.
     "Daddy! That's terrific!" she shrieked and hugged him 
fiercely. Her father had been working his ass off as a salesman 
for a local automobile replacement parts manufacturer. He'd just 
been picked to move into the position of Regional Sales Manager. 
It meant a hefty raise.
     "But what's that got to do with... oh! You're going to take a 
long vacation!" All the brochures described far-off wonderful 
places, the sort of places she dreamed of visiting herself one 
day, when she was old enough to leave Belleville, Ohio and strike 
out on her own.
     Her father smiled broadly. Amy had always thought her Daddy 
was handsome, but now she looked at him with a woman's eyes as 
well. He was a big man, ruggedly handsome, with thick black hair 
just beginning to gray at the temples.
     "Yes, we'd like to take a vacation... if that's alright with 
you?"
     "With me?" She looked to her mother, the source of her own 
slender frame and flowing blonde hair.
     "That's right," her mother answered. "You see, it would just 
be your father and I." Amy noticed the way her parents touched 
hands across the table... like two kids her own age. "And it would 
mean that we couldn't go to the mountains this summer."
     Amy succeeded in looking just disappointed enough to seem 
believable. She wouldn't have to leave town this summer! 
Uninterrupted fucking!
     "Well, I think it would be neat for the two of you to go off 
all alone," Amy said. "I don't mind if Billy doesn't." Billy was 
her brother. He was seventeen. He was usually a tolerable brother 
and was sort of attractive in his clumsy adolescent fashion.
     "Billy is going to go to the Explorers' jamboree," her father 
explained. "He thinks the trip is a good thing for us, too. We 
were planning to take our little trip while he was there."
     "Hey, you know how Dort is trying to get me to come and stay 
with her for a weekend. I'm sure her folks would be glad to have 
me stay with them while you're away and ..."
     Dort was Joey's younger sister.
     "Well, actually we didn't think it would be right to do 
that," her father said. "So we thought maybe you might like to 
stay with your brother, Les, while we were away."
     Amy blinked. With Les? Her emotions were mixed. For one 
thing, it meant interrupting a summer of growing sexual education 
and experimentation. For another, Les was almost ten years older 
than she was and would probably treat her more like a daughter 
than a kid sister. Neither thought exactly thrilled her.
     On the other hand, Les lived in New York City. She had never 
seen New York City. Hell, she'd never been to any place larger 
than Columbus.
     "Gee, how would Les feel about it?" she asked. Her brother 
wrote regularly, but Amy was sure that a handsome young man, with 
a good job in New York, wouldn't want his social life cramped by a 
kid sister.
     "It was his idea," her mother answered. "He suggested it when 
we called to tell him the good news."
     "Of course, your mother hinted, subtly."
     " 'Subtly'?" Amy echoed.
     "Yes," her father replied, chuckling. "She told him that if 
he didn't offer to let you stay with him, it would mean poor 
little Amy would be the only one stuck here in Belleville while 
the rest of us were out globe trotting. She said we would have to 
pass up the chance of a lifetime after all those years of working 
and scraping and slaving to take care of the family ..."
     Amy was laughing. She knew how good her mother was at the 
guilt routine.
     "And Les very generously insisted that you stay with him," 
her mother concluded with a straight face.
     "Your mother could out sell every one of my salespeople in 
between baking cookies and doing the laundry."
     Amy laughed along with them, sighing inwardly and resigning 
herself to the situation. After all, she'd expected to have her 
summer fuckfeast interrupted anyhow, so it wasn't as if she'd lost 
anything. There was the advantage of getting to visit New York 
City, something none of her friends had ever done.
     "I'm so glad for both of you!" Amy said sincerely. She hugged 
her mother and father, secretly enjoying the pressure of her 
father's brawny shoulder against her abundant young tits. A 
strange thought crossed her mind, one that had only occurred to 
her once or twice before. She wondered how good a fuck her father 
was.
     "Since it's a special occasion and since I don't have any 
more school until September, is it okay if I stay up later 
tonight? Like, one o'clock?" she asked. She wanted to see a 
science fiction film that didn't start until eleven-thirty.
     "No, young lady," her father answered. "You be in bed and 
asleep by midnight and no later. Tomorrow is going to be a busy 
day for you."
     "Busy?"
     "Yes. You have to help your mother get things ready for the 
trip."
     "When are we all leaving?" she asked.
     "Thursday," he answered.
     "Thursday!"
     "That's right. Besides, you still need your sleep so you can 
finish growing up as beautifully as you've started."
     "Aw, Dad ..."
     "After all, you're only thirteen."



                            Chapter 2

     Les met her at LaGuardia Airport... sort of. He was waiting at 
the arrival gate, but he wasn't watching for her; he was busy 
talking intimately with an elegantly dressed and extremely 
attractive young woman.
     The woman nodded past him, towards Amy. Les turned and 
spotted her. "Amy!"
     She ran to him, happy to see her big brother... and surprised. 
He'd sent a photograph of himself six months before, but it hadn't 
done him justice. He was tall, powerfully built, handsome, and 
wore just about the most stylish clothes she'd ever seen on a man. 
He positively sent chills through her sweet young cunt.
     They hugged each other. Amy felt tension course through him 
as the impudent swell of her precocious tits pressed against his 
broad, muscular chest.
     "Les! You look so... so good!" she half-squealed. A few heads 
turned to find the source of the words.
     Les grinned... more pussy chills... and then returned the 
compliment, though in somewhat more subdued and cautious tones.
     On the way back to Manhattan in the cab, he explained that 
the woman he'd been talking with was just someone he'd bumped into 
at the airport. They brought each other up to date on recent 
events and agreed on what a good thing their father's promotion 
had been for them.
     Back at his apartment on East 36th Street, he showed her into 
a small room with a pullout couch. "I usually use this as a 
study," he said. "I hope it'll be comfortable for you."
     "Oh, sure, no problem," she said.
     The doorbell rang. Les excused himself and returned a moment 
later with a stunning brunette.
     "Amy, this is Roberta. She hates to be called Bobbie. Bobbie 
has been looking forward to making your acquaintance. She's going 
to introduce you to the city this afternoon."
     Amy frowned. "But aren't you  ...?"
     "I have to get back to work," Les said. "Remember?"
     "I thought you said your little sister was going to stay with 
you?" Roberta said. She had a soft, husky voice. She had a sexy 
face, sexy tits, sexy little waist, sexy ass, sexy legs, and 
maybe, sexy fingers.
     Amy blushed at the compliment. "You can be generous and say 
nice things like that," she said. "You're beautiful."
     "I see you two are going to get along just fine," Les said. 
"I'll be back at five-thirty, and we'll all have dinner."
     As soon as he was gone, Roberta turned and looked Amy over 
again, her eyes missing nothing. "You have a beautiful figure," 
she said. "I'll bet half the boys at home are after you all the 
time."
     Amy blushed again. "Uh, where are we going?"
     Roberta shrugged, setting her braless breasts jiggling. She 
sat on the couch that would later become Amy's bed. "I thought you 
might have something in mind you'd like to see first. The UN? 
Museum of Modern Art? Name it."
     The two of them talked over the possibilities. Amy waited for 
Roberta to leave so she could change. Then she realized that the 
older woman wasn't going to leave. She decided this was no time to 
get shy and started taking off her clothes. "You must drive the 
boys crazy!" Roberta said again.
     Amy looked over at her. Roberta was staring directly at her 
naked tits. Amy was standing only in a pair of wispy pink 
bikini-pants, cut high at the hips and making her legs seem longer 
than they were.
     "Your tits are gorgeous," Roberta said, staring at them with 
heavy lidded eyes. Amy became acutely conscious of the dark-haired 
young woman's eyes fixing on her tits. She could almost feel a 
feathery touch from the gaze, and the atmosphere of the little 
room was abruptly thick with an electrifying and intense sexual 
tension.
     Roberta reached out. Her long, meticulously manicured nails 
gleamed bright, glossy scarlet. Her fingers barely grazed the 
underside of Amy's jutting breasts in a graceful skim. Instantly, 
the sexual tension snapped into the open and Amy felt the hot 
flush of blood come to her cheeks and throat and chest as the 
nipple blossomed into a hard spike of taut pink flesh.
     "You're like me," Roberta murmured, her hand constantly 
moving, fingers soft as if she were petting a skittish colt. "Your 
skin is alive to touch." Her hand slowly encircled Amy's left tit, 
tracing the firmly packed outer curve of the ripe young tit flesh. 
Her thumb and forefinger closed over the stiff spike of Amy's 
nipple, tugging it till the girl felt just a hint of pain there 
within the mound. Her mouth opened, lips suddenly dry; she felt 
her pussy juicing.
     "My tits are supersensitive, too," Roberta said softly. 
"See?" She raised her free hand up over the front of her light, 
sleeveless pullover to mold her own heaving tits through the 
material. Almost instantly, Roberta's nipples were gouging against 
the fabric.
     Amy was speechless, unable to do more than let her head 
incline slightly in acknowledgement. Her mind whirled. She'd never 
been touched by a woman, not seriously. Of course, she and Dort, 
Joey's little sister, had played exploring games with each other's 
bodies, but neither of them had ever had the experience Roberta so 
obviously possessed.
     "I want to fuck you," Roberta said quietly. As she spoke the 
words, her hands fastened to Amy's slim waist. She pulled the 
trembling teenager close to her and leaned forward to press her 
ruby lips softly to the girl's stomach. Amy shivered, thoughts 
raging out of control. She was afraid to try this, afraid she 
might like it too much and become a lesbian... and yet she couldn't 
resist ...
     "Yes, I want to suck that lovely little pussy of yours," 
Roberta continued. She tilted her head to one side and licked 
Amy's breasts thoroughly, her tongue moving nimbly. Roberta's 
mouth muscle was longer and more deft than any Amy had ever 
encountered. The pleasures boiled through her pussy.
     "Come here," Roberta whispered. Amy found herself being 
pulled fully into the clutches of the sexy young brunette. Her 
knees trembled with excitement and apprehension.
     Roberta continued laving the undersides of Amy's precocious 
tits as her hands pushed Amy's panties down and away from her 
slender, girlish hips. She felt the cool air of the room on her 
almost hairless young pussy. The sensation made her feel wild and 
abandoned. Roberta's tongue was too good to be denied, the 
pleasures and excitements too intense to be suppressed. Closing 
her eyes, Amy found the touch of the feminine distinguishable from 
any male's. The sensation was more easy and gentle than any boy's 
slavering at her magnificent young tits.
     Roberta's hands were moving up the insides of Amy's sleek 
thighs, gripping the tight flesh and sending small charges of 
pleasure through her. She found herself unconsciously pushing her 
hips downward, trying to hurry the knowing touch on her dripping 
wet cunt. Whatever anxieties had made her hesitate before, were 
gone, vanquished under the sensory assault of the brunette's soft 
lips suckling at her tits.
     Roberta suddenly wrapped her arms about Amy's waist and 
hugged her close. Amy could feel the older woman's ripe breasts 
crushed against the bare flesh of her flat abdomen and her 
outthrust cunt. Roberta's nipples were hard and pulsating against 
her flesh, even through the woman's top. Amy let her hands come 
down into Roberta's soft, dark curls. Her fingers gently moved 
through them in a clumsy reciprocal caress.
     "That's nice," Roberta encouraged. "Your hands are very 
gentle." Somehow, Amy realized, Roberta knew she'd never done this 
with a woman before.
     Amy grew bolder as Roberta continued to suck on her aching 
tits. She lowered her hands still farther and began tugging at the 
brunette's top. It was a sleeveless pullover and Amy found herself 
impatient with the moment. Roberta's tits weren't as large as her 
own heaving titflesh, but they were perfectly conical and topped 
by big, walnut sized nipples that looked ready to burst with hot 
blood. The two of them fell back onto the couch, locked in each 
other's arms, mouths fastened together and tongues entwined.
     Roberta wedged Amy's thighs apart with her knee and ran her 
nimble hands down over Amy's sleek back to clutch the teen's pert 
asscheeks. She let the nails dig into the firm assflesh for a 
moment. Amy hunched downwards, her lightly furred pussy was 
pressed against Roberta's curvaceous thigh. Roberta began moving 
her leg slightly, massaging Amy's cunt mount and rubbing the 
blood-engorged lips of her pussy. Amy could feel Roberta's stiff 
nipples against her tits. She'd never felt anything so exciting as 
the texture of the other woman's tits on her own.
     "I want to be naked with you," Roberta breathed against Amy's 
throat, punctuating the words with nipping kisses and darting 
tongue swipes.
     "Oh, yes! Yes!" Amy moaned, quickly rolling herself away from 
the older woman to kneel on the floor beside the couch. In a 
moment, she had the waistband of Roberta's skin-tight slacks 
unfastened and was peeling the dampened material away from the 
dark-haired woman's wriggling form. Roberta wore no underwear. As 
Amy removed the slacks from her ankles, she could smell the 
powerful aroma of Roberta's arousal wafting upwards from the thick 
pelt of the brunette's cunt.
     Roberta twisted on the couch, catching her hands around Amy's 
waist and pressing her lips to the girl's side. Amy let herself 
lean forward so that her large, strong tits were crushed against 
Roberta's widespread thighs. Amy kissed the insides of the 
brunette's knees.
     When she felt Roberta's hands urging her, Amy was anything 
but loathe to cooperate. She quickly raised herself over the older 
woman and then lowered her pussy into place beneath the knowing 
female's chin. She'd only had a boy eat her pussy twice and she 
hadn't been thoroughly satisfied either time... but she knew Roberta 
wouldn't leave her unfulfilled!
     Amy was still partially on her knees. Roberta took full 
advantage of her position. The girl's entire cunt region was 
displayed and offered to her. Roberta dived in hungrily. She 
licked the insides of Amy's thighs with her long, deft tongue, 
taking extended swipes that stroked right up to the hypersensitive 
juncture of thigh and pussy. She then switched to the other thigh. 
Amy was being teased and tantalized by an expert. Roberta could 
clearly see the pink slickness of Amy's inner cunt as the swollen 
lips of the teenaged pussy parted and closed again with each 
involuntary humpstroke shuddering through the girl's body.
     Amy tried valiantly to respond in kind, but each time she 
brought her vixen tongue close to Roberta's savory cunt, the 
luscious older woman's oral ministrations sent another wild 
shattering spasm of pleasure jolting through her. She barely kept 
from collapsing atop the brunette.
     Roberta was thoroughly enjoying herself. She could manipulate 
and control the girl's reactions. She took delight in detonating 
pleasure charges to which the girl had never before been exposed.
     Roberta could see the way Amy's inner thighs were trembling, 
could feel the stern, hot throbbing of Amy's pert, pink nipples 
against her bare thighs. Finally, she covered Amy's furred pussy 
with her mouth and sucked furiously, all the time sending the 
stiffened tip of her knowing tongue deep up into the girl's 
constricted cunt.
     Amy tensed, went rigid above her. Her thighs clamped hard 
about Roberta's head. Roberta felt the contractions of Amy's tight 
young cunt on her tongue as the girl came.
     But Roberta wasn't done yet. She fastened her lips over Amy's 
erected clit. She whipped furiously at the supersensitive bud. Amy 
came again, this time gasping and gurgling with agonized pleasure.
     Then Roberta put her hands on Amy's shuddering hips, guiding 
the slim, orgasm-rocked girl into a slightly different position. 
She licked and nipped at the firm flesh of Amy's round little 
asscheeks. The girl groaned. She let her head loll on Roberta's 
thighs for a moment. Her long, soft hair spread like a fan about 
her face. Amy kissed and licked Roberta's long, well-shaped legs.
     Roberta slowly zeroed in on her next target. She was 
determined to initiate the youngster into every pleasure 
available. The only one left, for the moment, was the tiny, 
constricted starfish pucker of Amy's asshole.
     Amy jumped as she felt the first sure stroke of the 
brunette's tongue skim past her asshole. Her first response was 
surprise, then instinctive fear and withdrawal. Soon, the 
brunette's experience and skill took their toll, and Amy was 
eagerly pushing her ass into Roberta's face.
     Roberta probed and prodded relentlessly at the virginal 
asshole, lubricating and massaging the tensely closed muscles 
around it without hesitation. She felt Amy's thighs shivering 
again and knew that the girl's pleasure-loving nature was 
defeating her initial fear.
     Now Roberta alternated strokes between the puckered, slowly 
relaxing opening of Amy's ass and the girl's juicy little cunt. At 
the same time, Amy was clumsily kissing and sucking at Roberta's 
pussy. She was slowly becoming more effective. Amy brought her 
hips lower and lower until she was grinding her cunt and ass back 
and forth across Roberta's mouth and chin. She had to have more... 
more!
     Roberta felt the tension coiling within herself and knew her 
protege, too, was rapidly approaching an orgasmic explosion. She 
reached up and around with both hands, sliding her palms over 
Amy's heaving belly until she came to Amy's sensitive tits. She 
gathered the abundant young tits into her hands and squeezed them, 
catching Amy's nipples in her fingers. At the same time, she drove 
her tongue as far up Amy's ass as it would reach and jutted her 
chin against Amy's throbbing clit.
     That did it. Amy came explosively. Her cunt spasmed, her hips 
churned, and her ass gripped Roberta's tongue as if she meant to 
tear it off.
     Feeling the gorgeous nymphette coming was the last straw to 
Roberta. The mental image of the beautiful young teenager blowing 
her cookies in sixty-nine above her own voluptuous form was too 
much for Roberta... especially when she pictured her own cunt. 
Roberta came too, arching and bucking beneath Amy's lithe form.
     The last spasms subsided. The two of them lay limp and spent 
atop each other, each suffused with a soft glow. Amy had never 
imagined that she could find it so exciting to have her asshole 
rimmed and penetrated.
     The languor passed, and the two revived themselves. Amy 
leaned back into the circle of Roberta's arms as she caught her 
breath. "That was so good, Roberta!" she sighed. "I never knew it 
could be so good with a woman!"
     "You're sweet, little one," Roberta said, kissing Amy's ear 
lightly.
     "Does my brother know you're a-a-"
     "A lesbian?" Roberta laughed, low and melodiously. "I'm not, 
really, but I never could pass up a beautiful woman's body."
     "I think I know what you mean... now," Amy said. "But does Les 
know?"
     Roberta moved off the couch and bent to pick up her slacks. 
"Les knows a little, but he thinks I've only made it with women to 
please him. It turns him on."
     Amy suddenly realized what Roberta meant. "You mean, you and 
Les and another woman at the same time?"
     Roberta smiled at the incredulity in Amy's tone. "Sure. I 
enjoy it, too. But like I said, he thinks I just do it because 
that's what he wants. He thinks its a little perverted for a woman 
to make it just with another woman without a man being around."
     "Seems kind of crazy," Amy noted, standing and beginning to 
pull on her own clothes. "Boy, I'll bet he'd be mad if he ever 
found out what we just did!"
     "Amy, if your brother ever admitted the chance that you're 
not a virgin... let alone faced the fact of it... he'd freak out 
completely. In some ways, he's still a small town country boy." 
Roberta paused, pulling the top on over her head. "And that's too 
bad... for you and me and him."
     "What do you mean?"
     Roberta turned and gently held Amy by the shoulders. "Amy, 
you're as highly sexed as I am. You enjoy fucking and you probably 
don't like going without."
     "Well ... yes."
     "How much chance do you think you're going to have for 
fucking while you stay with your brother? This is a large 
apartment by New York City standards, but when it comes to 
sneaking someone into bed with you, it's tiny."
     Amy understood. "Ouch! I almost forgot about that. But maybe 
I'll at least be able to meet boys, and maybe some of them will 
have a place where we can... " She stopped.
     Roberta was shaking her head. "No way. You're going to be 
chaperoned every minute. If Les can't be playing guardian angel, I 
will be."
     Amy giggled. "But I think you and I can reach sort of an 
understanding, can't we?"
     "Maybe," Roberta said thoughtfully. "But Les is taking 
vacation days after tomorrow so he can spend more time with his 
'kid sister'. Once that starts, it's going to be awfully tough."
     "Great," Amy said sarcastically. She sat heavily on the couch 
that was to be her bed for the next ten days.
     "There's only one way to change that," Roberta continued. 
"But unless I can figure out how to make that change, you might 
just as well resign yourself to ten very undersexed days."
     "How can we change it?" Amy asked, desperate to hear 
Roberta's idea.
     "We've got to convince your brother that you can take care of 
yourself."
     "You mean, convince him that I'm old enough to fuck," Amy 
asserted.
     Roberta nodded somberly. "And unless you know something about 
your brother that I don't... and believe me, I know an awful lot 
about him... nothing short of a frontal lobotomy is going to cause 
that kind of change in him."
     The two were quiet for a minute. Then Amy brightened. "Oh, 
well, if nothing else, I've still got a city to see. And who 
knows? Maybe we can figure something out!"
     She didn't know that Roberta already had.



                            Chapter 3

     The day had been a full one. The plane trip and the tryst 
with Roberta were followed by an afternoon at the UN and the 
Museum of Modern Art. Then there was dinner and a Broadway musical 
with her brother. All of them had taken their toll on Amy. Always 
a sound sleeper, she was completely exhausted by the time she hit 
the pillow.
     Thus, it was all the more surprising that Amy found herself 
lying awake, wondering what had awakened her.
     She heard a giggle and a heavy thump. She realized that the 
noise came from the next room... her brother's bedroom.
     Amy slipped off the bed and padded barefoot to the door of 
her brother's bedroom. She was wearing a pair of boy-cut pajamas, 
that looked anything but boyish on her. She'd had to unbutton the 
top halfway down the front; it had been too tight across her 
nubile young tits.
     "Shhh! Stop it, Berta... you'll wake her up!"
     "You told me she sleeps like the dead," Roberta answered, 
teasing in her voice.
     "Look, it's bad enough that you insisted on staying here 
while Amy is sleeping... "
     "She's big enough to know you're not a monk," Roberta 
answered. Amy heard her brother suck in a sharp breath. "And she 
knows I'm not going to sleep on the couch, so for cripes sake, 
stop acting like she's some ignorant, slow child!"
     "She's just a kid... ahhhh!"
     "Still want me to stop?" Roberta teased.
     Amy had to see what was going on. She knelt on the carpet and 
peered through the keyhole. A dim night light by the bed gave her 
eyes all the illumination she needed.
     Roberta was slipping to her knees, kissing her brother's bare 
chest and muscle-ridged stomach. Amy wished they'd move a little 
bit, because her brother was bare-assed and she wanted to see his 
prick!
     Roberta was on her knees, now. Her hands were working between 
Les' thighs, and her head was moving around and about in the 
vicinity of his cock. Amy was sure Roberta was licking and sucking 
her brother's prick... and she wanted to see!
     "No... don't stop that," Les gasped. Roberta's head bobbed back 
and forth a few times. Amy clearly heard the sound of wet 
cock-sucking and saw her brother tremble with pleasure. Then 
Roberta was standing and pushing Les back towards the big 
waterbed.
     "Kid?" Roberta said. "Hah! All day long, men were trying to 
get close to her and pick her up and... "
     "You keep them away from my little sister!" Les snapped... and 
then groaned. He'd lain back on the bed, and Roberta was kissing 
and licking her way up the insides of his long legs. Her firm, 
ripe ass was waving voluptuously in the air.
     Roberta shifted to kiss Les' balls, and Amy saw his cock. She 
felt her pussy juicing up as she gazed at it. It was beautifully 
formed... and huge, the biggest she'd ever seen!
     "She's a beautiful young woman, Les," Roberta was whispering 
between licks and sucks at Les' ball. "She's no kid."
     "Ahhh... yes, suck my balls!" he groaned... and then Amy was 
stunned as she heard her brother say, "You're right... she is 
beautiful ... and sexy as hell. But that's all the more reason why 
we have to... ahhh! Yeah! Suck 'em, woman!"
     Amy listened to the slurping... and then to Roberta saying,
"I know you know it, Les. I saw that hard-on you had when you saw 
her come out of the bathroom in those tight pajamas! She turns you 
on, doesn't she?" Her hand was gripping his cock shaft and moving 
up and down. "Admit it... if she weren't your sister... "
     "Oh, cripes ..." Les moaned. "Shut up, and suck cock!"
     Roberta obliged for long minutes, her head bouncing up and 
down, her lips lightly skimming the thick shaft of his cock... and 
then suddenly tightening as her cheeks concaved. She was sucking 
his cocktip for all she was worth... and that was plenty!
     She freed the thick cocktip with a loud popping sound, and 
then resumed the conversation. "Yes, but if she wasn't your 
sister, if she was just a girl you met on the street ..."
     "She'd still be just a kid!"
     "But what a kid! With that gorgeous body of hers! And that 
hair! And think about that sweet, young, virginal pussy, with 
hardly any hair at all! Wouldn't you just love to teach her all 
about sex and fucking and sucking... "
     "Yes! She's so lovely and sexy and innocent all at once... but 
she is my... "
     "Pretend she isn't!" Roberta urged, pausing to take a long, 
loving lick at his balls. "Pretend she isn't and she's working on 
your big, beautiful prick now, that she's never done this before=8B
and -"
     "Stop it!" Les groaned. "I'm going to cum!"
     And Amy, watching, was working her hand down inside her 
pajama bottoms to rub and caress her own dripping, throbbing 
pussy. As Roberta spoke to Les, Amy was picturing exactly the same 
things: that it was indeed, herself, licking and sucking and 
jerking off her brother's cock!
     "Good!" Roberta whispered, hand flying faster on Les' heavy 
cock. His prick was too thick for her to completely close her 
fingers around it. "Good! Cum in my mouth! I want to drink it!" 
She sucked furiously, then swallowed fully half of his big cock. 
"I want you to pretend you're cumming in her mouth because it 
turns you on!"
     "Yes! Uh... yes! It turns me on... UH!" He made the admission, 
and then arched up on the bed as Roberta fastened her leeching 
lips over his cock and sucked him past the brink.
     Amy pushed one finger all the way up into her own steaming 
cunt, grinding her palm flat against her clitoris. She was going 
to cum, too! Watching Roberta's throat convulse around the thick 
stem of her brother's cock as she drank the creamy jism, she 
imagined that it was her own mouth taking Les' abundant eruption, 
that his juice was drenching her throat and stomach. It was 
driving Amy to her fastest orgasm ever!
     "Yes! Yes! Take it Amy! Take it all!" Les grunted, his hands 
grasping the sides of Roberta's head and jerking her up and down 
on his spasming prick. He unloaded his ample supply of hot jism 
into her welcoming throat.
     Amy's legs went weak as the rush of her own orgasm passed 
through her. She could hardly keep her balance!
     Amy grasped the edge of the door frame to steady herself. She 
was suddenly cramping, but she did not want to miss watching as 
Roberta licked the long, limber length of her brother's still 
awesome prick.
     "See?" Roberta cooed, arranging herself on the bed next to 
Les. "It does turn you on, doesn't it?"
     "Shut up," Les whispered. "I don't want to talk about it 
again... ever."
     Roberta ran her hand over Les' broad, powerfully muscled 
chest. "You're overreacting because it did turn you on... and it's 
only natural. She is beautiful and sexy and you do care about her. 
After all... she's your sister.
     "Shut up. If you talk about it again, I'll fuck your ass!"
     "Ummmmm," Roberta hummed. "I might be in the mood for that. 
We almost got it all the way in, last time." Her hand found Les' 
prick and felt a sudden renewed swell of blood in it. "You might 
even be able to get it up pretty fast again. Why, that turns you 
on almost as much as pretending your sister was sucking your cock, 
doesn't it?"
     His big prick and his moan answered her.
     "And if you were to pretend you were fucking Amy's sweet, 
round little ass... "
     "Stop it! Damn you, vixen!" Les growled.
     Amy shivered at the idea. She'd tried ass-fucking once, and 
it had almost killed her. And her brother's prick ...!
     "Okay, okay," Roberta murmured, arraying herself so that one 
tit was crushed against Les' chest. "Okay. Maybe tomorrow night 
..."
     Les' hand stilled on Roberta's ripe, round ass and Amy knew 
the night's show was over. Returning to the lonely bed, her pussy 
aching for more, she knew there'd be plenty of reruns on the 
insides of her eyelids before she slept.

                           *     *     *

     "Sleep well, Sis?" Les asked.
     The three of them sat at the breakfast table. Amy was still 
wearing the pajamas. She enjoyed her brother's furtive glances.
     "Mostly. Something woke me up last night... "
     Les blushed, then paled.
     "... but I didn't have any trouble getting back to sleep."
     A look of understanding flashed between Roberta and Amy. 
"Well," the lovely brunette said, "all of the excitement and then 
being in a strange place... it's natural that any little sound would 
wake you up."
     "That's what I figured when I turned over ... and went back 
to sleep."
     "Oh, sure, well, uh, I hope you're going to enjoy yourself 
while you're here," Les managed to stammer.
     "I'm sure I will," Amy cooed. "But I feel bad about it."
     "Why?" Roberta asked.
     Amy reached for the orange juice, knowing that the movement 
opened the space between the top two buttons of her pajamas, 
giving Les a tantalizing view of her creamy tit.
     "I feel like the third wheel on the cart. You guys have to 
drag me everywhere, and... well, I feel like I'm cramping you."
     "Well, don't you worry about that," Roberta began. The 
telephone jangled. Les excused himself to answer it in the next 
room. Roberta leaned close to Amy. "You saw us last night?"
     Amy nodded and giggled. "And heard you."
     "Listen, I have a plan."
     "What?"
     "Can't explain now, but don't be surprised at what I, uh, 
'accidentally' let slip next."
     "What is it?"
     "I'm going to let it slip that your brother and I go to 
swingers' clubs. But you act unsurprised, got it?"
     "Sure but... "
     "Shhh! Here he comes."
     Les sat at the table again. "Bad news. I might have to go 
into the office tomorrow. Something came up, but it's the only 
thing that can interrupt the vacation."
     "I was just telling Amy," Roberta said, "that I don't mind 
her company. In fact, you and I can spend more time together than 
usual. If you weren't here, he wouldn't be taking time off."
     "Still, I feel like I'm going to slow you up."
     "Look, Sis," Les said earnestly, taking her hand in his, "You 
get that out of your pretty head. You won't cramp us at all. I'm 
glad you're here. We never go many places... "
     "Except to bed," Roberta interjected.
     He gave her a hard look. "... where you're not welcome."
     Amy giggled. "You mean I wouldn't be welcome in bed?"
     "Amy!" Les blurted.
     "Well, the only time we'd be cramped is Tuesday nights at the 
Pit," Roberta said nonchalantly. "But hell, it won't kill us to 
miss one night."
     "What's the Pit?"
     "What'd you say that for, Berta?" Les demanded angrily.
     "Because it's true," Roberta answered. She turned to Amy. "A 
swingers' club. That's where Les and I met."
     "Berta!"
     "Cool off, Les," Roberta answered. "Your sister is no nun. 
What are you afraid of... that she'll tell your folks?"
     "But... "
     "I think that's neat," Amy said, munching some toast. "But 
listen, you guys go ahead, Tuesday. By then, I'll probably need a 
night off just to rest. Yesterday tired me out with all that 
walking. I'm not used to it."
     Les glared at Roberta and slowly simmered down, realizing 
that the damage was done and that his sister evidently didn't 
think it was anything worth further discussion.
     "That reminds me," Roberta said. "Les, your sister needs some 
decent shoes. The ones she had are no good for walking. And did 
you hear the weather forecast? It's going to be eighty-five or 
ninety over the next few days. I'll bet she doesn't have any 
really light weight clothes."
     "Is that right?" Les pulled out his wallet and peeled off a 
half-dozen twenties. "Here, take Amy shopping and get her what she 
needs. "Amy's eyes were bulging at the roll of bills. He laughed. 
"Business is very good." Les sold videocassette systems for home 
use.
     "You finish breakfast and get dressed, Amy," Roberta said. 
"And then we'll spend the morning helping your brother lighten his 
wallet ... just us girls."
     As they left, later, Les was kiddingly muttering that Amy had 
come to stay there and he'd been worried about leaving her alone, 
but now he was being left alone.
     The two females stopped at Roberta's apartment. As she 
changed clothes, Roberta explained her plan. Amy laughed out loud 
at its simplicity. Roberta was going to keep turning Les on with 
fantasies of him making it with his little sister. He would have 
to look for excuses to get away from Amy just to avoid the 
temptation.
     But Roberta wasn't telling the sexy little teenager the truth 
about her plan.
     On the way back from a whirlwind shopping tour of the major 
stores, Amy fell into conversation with a personable young man on 
his way to work. He was an airlines reservations clerk and would 
be getting off work at six. He asked her to have dinner with him. 
Roberta assured Amy she could arrange for Les to let her loose for 
the evening, but she'd probably have to be back pretty early. 
"She's staying with her brother, and he's kind of paranoid about 
her," Roberta explained.
     The young man... his name was Al... then asked how old Amy was. 
Amy lied and said seventeen. He believed her. "Well, that's age of 
consent in this state. Have we got a date or not?"
     "Sure." Amy knew Les would go nuts if Al, who looked to be 
Les' age, called on her. "I'll meet you, uh... -"
     "Under the clock at the Biltmore," Roberta said, then 
laughed. "Why don't you meet under the clock in Grand Central?"
     "Fine with me," Amy said, and they made the date for 
six-fifteen. As soon as Al was gone, Amy asked Roberta how she 
intended to get Les to let her loose.
     "Simple." She stepped into a public phone booth and made a 
call. "Les is going to think it's all on the up-and-up. He's going 
to think it's a double date, but at five o'clock he'll get a call. 
Maria is going to call and invite us over. There is no way he's 
going to turn that down. For one thing, Les really gets off on 
Maria fucking with me. For another, I'm going to wheedle him into 
letting you have a night to yourself if you promise to be back by 
midnight and tell him where you'll be in the meantime. Simple?"
     "Simple."
     And so it was to be done.
     Roberta didn't tell Amy that Maria bore a strong resemblance 
to her, at least through the face.

                           *     *     *

     By the time she left the restaurant, Amy was feeling more 
than a little high. She wasn't used to drinking and she'd had a 
Tom Collins before dinner, two wines during dinner, and sherry 
after the meal. Al was friendly, cheerful, and personable. While 
they'd ridden the crowded elevator down from the skyscraper-top 
dining room, she'd been pressed into him and had felt a rigid 
prick throbbing within his trousers.
     Al suggested a horse-drawn carriage ride through Central 
Park. Amy agreed readily. She was a little dizzy.
     Once the hansom moved into the shady paths of the park, Al 
moved in on her with a vengeance. One moment, Amy was settled back 
comfortably against Al's chest, her head resting on his shoulder, 
and the next moment their mouths were glued together, tongues 
flickering back and forth. He moved his hand up over her indrawn 
stomach to cup one firm tit through her tapered blouse. Amy moaned 
into his mouth as he found her stiffening nipple and rolled it 
expertly. Her arousal was fueled by the awareness that the hansom 
driver was only a few feet away from them. All he needed to do was 
turn and he'd see the unambiguous movements of Al's free hand 
beneath the blanket that had been spread across their laps to 
protect them from the cool night breezes.
     Amy lay back and accepted all the pleasures Al's knowing 
hands could bring her. She contented herself, for the moment, with 
merely rubbing his hard prick through his pants. The booze in her 
blood and the excitement of what she'd heard and seen in her 
brother's bedroom the night before made her pussy drool and clutch 
hungrily for cock!
     Al was working one hand up under Amy's indecently short 
skirt. She let her willing thighs open wide for him, savoring his 
finger-touch as it climbed up her legs towards her starving cunt. 
Now, finally, she unzipped him. She reached inside to fish out his 
stiff prick. Her hand closed on his cockshaft and began pumping 
steadily up and down. At the same moment, he worked one finger 
past the leg band of her panties and began massaging her cunt 
lips. Her hips twitched, and the muscles of her firm asscheeks 
convulsed as he brushed her clitoris. Finally, he pushed his 
finger into her almost hairless cunt. She groaned again, this time 
louder, as she felt that single finger forcing apart the walls of 
her slick pussy. Her hand moved faster on his prick.
     "Suck me," he whispered into her ear. "Suck me, baby."
     Amy was willing to cooperate. She let herself slide lower on 
the seat, resenting only momentarily the removal of his finger 
from her cunt. She knew that once she was done sucking him, he'd 
be as hot as she was to jam his finger all the way into her 
steaming cunt.
     With a sudden movement, Amy slipped her head under the 
blanket. To a casual observer, it might have looked as if Al were 
alone in the hansom. Amy was almost prone on the seat beside him.
     She licked at the sides of his prick, savoring the sweaty, 
musky taste of it, treating his cock to a tongue bath before 
dropping her parted lips over the pulsating cockhead. Her lips 
remained parted as she heated his sensitive prick with her breath. 
Her mouth basted his thick cock with saliva, applying the saliva 
with a swirling, delicate touch of her tongue.
     Then she clamped her lips tightly about his prick. She 
lowered her head slowly, then raised it back up... and suddenly she 
jerked her head up and down on is prick as fast as she could. She 
was sucking his cock as if she hoped to get nourishment from it... 
cock nourishment for her starving pussy!
     Amy managed to get one slim hand inside his pants to lift and 
fondle his balls. She could feel him begin to squirm and jerk 
under her ministrations.
     Amy felt his hands on her head. Al took control, pushing her 
face down over his arching prick until the cocktip hit the back of 
her throat. Faster and faster, the two of them working in tandem, 
until, the entire sensation was becoming a heady blur to the sexy 
teenager.
     Suddenly, Amy poked her head up from underneath the blanket. 
"I want it inside me," she gurgled, saliva mixed with precum 
emission drooling down her chin.
     The look on his face told her she could have anything she 
wanted... as long as she didn't wait too long!
     Quickly, Amy slipped her panties down her legs. She clambered 
up onto the seat beside Al, still holding the blanket. With his 
help, she straddled his lap. Reaching one hand beneath her, she 
found the hard shaft of his cock and positioned it ... and then 
settled gratefully down. She shivered at the physical pleasure of 
feeling his hard prick push up into her as she impaled herself on 
it. She shivered again as the touch of her bare asscheeks on his 
trousers reminded her of the daring of their fucking! Amy glanced 
around, and saw people strolling here and there through the park. 
She smiled back sincerely at the casual waves of passing bicycle 
riders. Little did they know that as she smiled, she was getting 
the hard prick she'd been craving so desperately.
     Gingerly, with Al's strong hands at her waist, helping and 
guiding her, Amy began fucking back and forth, up and down. She 
had to bite down on her lower lip to stifle a scream of pleasure 
as she felt the thick, throbbing cock pushing between the clinging 
walls of her glove-tight cunt. She arched her hips, pushing them 
into his abdomen as she came down. She was shuddering with ecstasy 
as the broad back of his gnarled cock pressed directly against her 
erected clitoris. She began moving faster, jerkily, trying 
frantically to do it again. All she needed was another touch to 
her clit and she'd be tossing her cookies!
     Al seemed to know just what she needed though, because even 
as she thought about it, he was reaching around with one hand to 
press his fingers to her aching clit. Amy shivered, gasped, and 
then, started coming.
     Behind her, Al was gurgling. She felt his prick swell inside 
her clutching pussy. She felt the repeated explosions of his hot 
juice in her receptive body. His ejaculation was heavy, his wad 
filling her and then drooling down around the well-stretched lips 
of her cunt. Amy felt her own secretions and knew the tickling 
between the cheeks of her taut ass was that same juicy cum.
     The two gasped for breath as his cock remained hard inside 
her. Amy slipped back into the seat beside him and moved her hand 
to force his cock back into his pants. He was still hard.
     "You're still horny?" she whispered.
     "Damn, yes!" he blurted back. "I've been horny all day 
thinking about that sweet ass and those gorgeous tits. And your 
pussy... it's like a mouth sucking me, but tighter than any mouth 
ever was! I want to eat you out baby, eat you until there's 
nothing left but crumbs!"
     She shivered with excitement at his forthright statement." 
Let's go back to your place," she whispered.
     "Can't... room-mate." He paused. "Hey, what about yours?"
     It was already eleven. Roberta had whispered as she left that 
they'd probably be at Maria=B9s till morning, but Amy was afraid 
that her brother would make an exception and return to his own pad 
at midnight just to 'protect' his baby sister.
     But Amy knew Roberta would do all she could to delay that. 
And in any event, Amy wanted Al to make good on his stated wish 
and fuck her again with that still raging cock.
     "Alright," she whispered. "Back to my bro... my place. And the 
faster the better."
     Al tapped the hansom driver on the back. "Get us to the Grand 
Army Plaza and a cab. You'll get an extra five bucks if we're 
there in less than ten minutes!"
     Amy was pleasantly surprised to see that with a little 
encouragement their horse could move like a trotter.



                            Chapter 4

     As soon as the elevator doors closed in her brother's 
apartment building, Al's hands were all over Amy's body.
     "Wait... wait, stop!" she pleaded, fighting for breath and 
self-control.
     "What's the matter... I thought you were hot?" he said.
     "I am, but I can't find the keys!" She'd spilled her handbag 
as they were leaving the hansom. She'd tried to make a point of 
finding the keys, but in the dark, with both Al and the driver 
shoveling the various miscellany back into her leather purse, she 
hadn't been sure everything was back in place ... though she was 
fairly sure they'd been jangling inside. "Phew... here they are!" 
she said triumphantly.
     But she knew she'd forgotten something in the hansom ...
     The elevator stopped and the doors opened. Begrudging the 
delay, Amy, never-the-less, paused to ring the apartment doorbell 
a few times ... just in case her brother and Roberta were back.
     They weren't.
     "Hot damn!" she breathed and fumbled the keys into the locks. 
As soon as they were inside, Al had gathered her up into his arms 
and was prowling around the apartment in search of a bed. He found 
it, and it was better than anything he'd hoped for.
     "Waterbed!" he gasped. "Waterbed!"
     "But... " His mouth on hers cut short the protestation... then he 
was dropping her onto the undulating surface and driving his 
tongue into her mouth as if he meant to explore her throat with 
it. His hands were feverishly unfastening, unbuttoning and 
otherwise undoing her clothes Amy pushed off his jacket and tie 
and shirt.
     Amy lay naked and sprawled before him. He gazed down at her, 
pure awe in his face. "Jeez, what a beautiful body," he whispered. 
"And that gorgeous, luscious little pussy  ..."
     "Chow time," Amy hinted.
     Al gripped her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed 
so that her legs were draped over the side. He then positioned her 
sweet little ass on the upholstered frame. Her pink, 
lightly-furred cunt dripped, and he fell reverently to his knees 
between her spread legs, slinging her knees across his shoulders 
and nibbling his way up the insides of her quivering, sleek 
thighs.
     Al ate Amy's pussy with an expertise the young teenager had 
never known before from a man. Only Roberta had been better, and 
she'd had the natural advantage of knowing exactly how a woman 
likes her cunt eaten.
     Again and again, Amy felt as if she were going to explode 
with the pleasure of the cunt-lapping tongue, rocketing to the 
very brink of her orgasm. Time and again, Al would keep her 
hovering there for long minutes before letting her drift slightly 
back.
     Her cunt was boiling, the juices bubbling out of the 
hair-fringed pussy. Al used his thumbs to open the petals of her 
pussy, then he traced the inner edges with his tongue tip. Amy 
writhed and gasped, her hands fastening to the sides of his head. 
She forced his face hard against her eagerly offered cunt.
     When he pushed his long tongue into her cunt the first time, 
Amy damn near exploded on the spot, but he knew exactly how to do 
it. She was more turned on than she'd ever been without actually 
having her orgasm... and he was driving her higher.
     Time and again he thrust his tongue into the constricted 
tunnel of her cunt. Amy felt her cunt muscles closing down on his 
tongue, squeezing and treating it to all the pleasures his cock 
had only too briefly experienced.
     As Al ate her, he was slipping out of the remainder of his 
clothes. Finally, he stood, his prick still stiff and towering 
over her welcoming pussy. Her knees were still looped over his 
shoulders, and as he stood, her ass came up off the side of the 
bed. Reaching down, he used one hand to spread her cunt and the 
other to fix the thick cocktip just inside the grip of her tight 
pussy lips. Releasing the opened pussy, Amy was sure she could 
hear her cunt lips snap closed on his prick.
     Al moved his hand to her clitoris and rubbed it lightly, 
maddeningly, the dry friction doing its work. Amy jerked and 
bucked up at him, swallowing more and more of his turgid member 
into her soaked pussy well.
     "You're so damned tight!" Al groaned as he sunk his cock into 
her teen-aged cunt. "You're tighter than a virgin!"
     "But I'm no virgin, and I want to get farther from being 
one!" she gasped back and heaved her ass up at him again. She'd 
gotten all but the base of his prick into her cunt. He couldn't 
get to his cockbase in their position. She had to content herself 
with wriggling her slender hips from side to side, chafing and 
rubbing his hard cock inside her with the changing angles. Al 
reached forward to grasp her nipples between thumbs and 
forefingers. The girl nearly screamed with the feeling. A tinge of 
pain in the gesture only enhanced the intense pleasures.
     Al shifted, spreading his feet. Amy felt her ass touching the 
upholstered frame again. Her cunt was reamed by the rapid 
pistoning of Al's rock hard cock as he slammed in and out of her. 
Her pussy sucked audibly on his prick shaft as it surged back and 
forth, in and out of her hot pink cunt. Again and again, Amy felt 
the wiry mass of dark hair, surrounding the base of her fucker's 
cock, press against her sensitized clitoris. She arched towards 
him, levering herself on her legs to get more and more of his 
cock.
     Al leaned forward. His hands rested on the bed each side of 
her. All the time, he never varied the pile-driving pace of his 
furious fucking. Each heave of his loins pushed Amy farther back 
onto the bed.
     He shuffled onto the edge of the bed, his knees between her 
legs, and kept on fucking like some machine gone mad. Amy gasped 
and puffed, unable to draw a complete breath before he was 
pounding into her again.
     Al slowly lowered himself atop the petite teenager, crushing 
her overdeveloped tits beneath his chest as he kept on feeding the 
hard cock to her. Now the ripples in the waterbed contributed 
fully to the action, redoubling the pace of their fucking. Amy's 
cunt lips sanded up and down over the sides of Al's blood-filled 
erection. Her cunt began to flutter.
     "Come!" she grunted. "I'm gonna... gonna... uh gonna cum!"
     Al, feeling her cunt doing its muscular dance over his prick, 
suddenly went into double-time. His strokes were short, almost 
viciously violent. Amy felt his dick swelling inside her, knew he 
was going to cum soon, and ached to feel his jism once again 
overflowing her tight young pussy. The slap-slap of balls against 
her upturned ass syncopated with their groans and gasps of 
pleasure and exertion. Both were coated with the lubricating 
perspiration of their fucking. Amy wriggled beneath him like a 
slippery, wiry young eel.
     Suddenly, Al buried the length of his prick inside her. He 
held his stiff cock there. Amy could feel his balls jerking and 
jumping between his legs, against her asscheeks. He was starting 
to come, inside her!
     That did it! Amy heaved up at him as powerfully as the 
waterbed's yielding surface permitted. Her cunt grasped his prick 
and squeezed it furiously, the muscles rippling over the length of 
his cock, milking every last drop of the young man's copious 
explosion. Again and again, she felt his prick expanding against 
the elastic walls of her underaged cunt. He fired bolt after bolt 
of his juice up into her hot cunt. As before, his load overflowed 
her pussy and dripped down into the ripe, tight juncture of her 
spastically clutching asscheeks.
     The two collapsed, spent at last, into each other's arms. Amy 
had to fight to keep from fainting, but it was necessary, because 
if her brother were to return and see her with Al ... there was no 
telling what might happen. One thing Amy suspected had not changed 
since Les moved away from home: his temper. And when Les blew his 
stack, the best place to be was elsewhere and moving fast.
     Al, to his credit, rolled off her before letting himself 
lightly doze. But Amy only gave him a couple of moments of rest 
before shaking him. "C'mon, Al, have to get going. They might come 
back any time."
     "Who? What?"
     "They can't see us here like this, Al," she persisted.
     "Who? That fox with you today? Listen, she'd like to... "
     "No, her boyfriend... my brother."
     Al was up and gathering his clothes. Amy didn't bother 
dressing beyond wandering into the room where she slept to get a 
robe though she didn't put it on when she returned.
     Al was fully clothed. "Come here," he said, smiling 
cheerfully. He folded her into his arms, and they kissed long and 
deep. Amy felt his prick hardening again against her.
     "Horny, aren't you?"
     "You do it to me, baby... you and that pussy."
     She was silent.
     "Hey, how old are you, anyhow?"
     "Listen, Al, it's getting late... "
     "You told me you were seventeen."
     "I will be... in about four years."
     Al paled. "Cripes. I'm sorry, baby, but this is the last time 
for us."
     "I figured. Besides, I'm leaving town soon, but it was 
terrific, Al!" She kissed him, but he recoiled as if afraid her 
nearby young cunt would burn him.
     Amy giggled. "Don't worry. I won't tell anyone."
     He shook his head in wonder. "Take care of yourself, baby, 
because if you do, you're going to be the sexiest thing on legs 
when you finish growing up!"
     Amy locked the door behind him, straightened her brother's 
bed and then took a long, hot, leisurely bath.
     Roberta had been right about their return. She and Les crept 
back into the apartment just after dawn.
     "I'm so tired I don't have the strength to pee," Les mumbled. 
"But I better."
     "Yeah, well, on your way, look in and see if Amy's okay," 
Roberta said. "I feel kind of bad about leaving her in alone last 
night."
     "Me, too," Les agreed. "Have to make it up to her." He 
stumbled wearily off in one direction while Roberta quickly 
slipped into his bedroom. She had to do something there before Les 
hit the sheets. Once inside, she discovered a second item that 
required attention... a quick removal of the sheets and their 
replacement. An obvious... and recent... stain had to be hidden. And 
then there was that other, original reason for the diversion into 
the bedroom ...
     "Les?" she called quietly. Roberta peered out through the 
door. Her lover was standing, raptly staring, at the open doorway 
to the room where Amy slept. Roberta started toward him and then 
decided to wait.
     After a moment, he went on to the bathroom and Roberta 
slipped to the edge of Amy's doorway. What had caught Les' 
attention so completely that he'd forgotten about the pressure in 
his bladder?
     And then she saw.
     Amy had obviously gone to bed wearing only the pajama tops 
and a pair of panties. The tops had been completely undone, and 
she'd kicked off the sheets. Now she lay, partially curled, her 
luscious, firm young tits completely exposed. Her rounded little 
ass was thrust outward. She had one leg drawn up almost to her 
ripe tits. In that position, viewed from the door, the wonders of 
her barely furred pussy were completely exposed through the 
material of the lightweight panties. The material had become 
bunched between the firm cheeks of her ass. She made an altogether 
fetching sight, especially with her long, soft blonde hair 
scattered about her on the sheets framed the childlike innocence 
of her fresh, young sleeping face.
     Roberta's lips went dry as she remembered the taste of that 
lovely pussy and the expression on Les' face as he'd stared at it. 
She was even more determined now to see her plan through to 
ultimate success.
     Roberta hurried back into the bedroom and stripped, then 
padded barefoot down the hall. Les was washing his face when he 
looked up to see Roberta's naked loveliness in the mirror.
     "Join me for a shower?" she asked, knowing his answer in 
advance. Any other time, Les might have pleaded weariness, but she 
knew the sight of his sister's sexy, nubile young form, in repose 
on the bed, had brought the juices flowing again.
     "Since you insist," he said, squeezing her tits and quickly 
stripping off his clothes. The two wasted little time in pretense 
at washing in the shower. Thirty seconds under hot spray and Les 
had Roberta crushed against the wall. Her legs were lifted high 
and around his trim waist. He was fucking the full length of his 
large, thick prick into her as if he were trying to skewer her.
     "What's got you so turned on?" she gasped as he surged into 
her again and again. "AHHHH!"
     "Just remembering how Maria looked while she sucked my cock 
and you ate her cunt! Damn!" he groaned, heaving into Roberta 
again. She knew that it wouldn't take much more of this kind of 
treatment before she'd be cumming all over him.
     "It's funny," she breathed, "but Maria reminds me of Amy... 
oh!"
     Les surged into her, driving his prick farther into her cunt 
than she'd ever felt him before. His cock was totally rigid, 
without the slightest yielding to it. She felt as if he were going 
to tear her apart with it... and then she came.
     As Roberta's well-drilled cunt worked over Les' prick, his 
balls lurched and fired their heavy cum far up into her hot pussy. 
Still locked together, the two slowly slid to their knees beneath 
the hot shower spray.
     But even as they staggered into the bedroom and fell across 
the freshly changed sheets, Roberta was exulting.
     Her plan was going better than she'd hoped!



                            Chapter 5

     Roberta woke Amy sometime around ten the next morning.
     "I have to stop by my place and pick up some things," the 
brunette said softly in her husky voice. "I'll be back around one 
or so. Why don't you just sleep in till then, huh?"
     Amy stretched languorously, feeling all the muscles and 
tendons of her body strain out. Her luscious tits heaved up and 
out with the motion. "No, I'm awake now," she answered, then 
paused to yawn.
     "How'd it go last night?" Roberta whispered. "With Al?"
     Amy giggled. "Fabulous!" She paused. "Les go to work?"
     "Yes. He won't be back till much later. Listen, why don't you 
kill some time watching your brother's library? He's got quite a 
collection on videocassette. Do you know how to use one?"
     "I never used one before."
     "Well, the instructions are right next to the television, in 
the same cabinet as the tapes. He's got some pretty good ones."
     Amy smiled. "Maybe I will."
     Roberta left. Amy took her time in the shower, enjoying, as 
always, the tactile sensations of having her skin massaged by the 
dancing beams of water streaming down upon her. Her brother had 
one of the shower sprays that could be adjusted for different 
configurations of flow and pulse. It could be either hand held or 
wall mounted. She remembered quite vividly being told of the 
fantastically intense orgasms a woman could enjoy with them. 
Briefly, she considered indulging herself... and then decided 
against it. If she started the day like that, she'd be hornier 
than a minx in heat for the balance of her stay.
     Pulling on a robe, Amy made herself some cereal and wandered 
into the living room to look over the cassette collection. She was 
not excited by her brother's taste; it ran too much to monster 
films and the occult. Amy figured out the workings of the unit 
very quickly, so when she discovered the three tape boxes without 
titles on them, she had no trouble starting the first almost 
immediately.
     Curiosity drove her, at first.
     And then surprise.
     And then... growing arousal.
     There, in living color, was her brother with an unfamiliar 
young woman. Amy studied the female only long enough to note that 
she was young, attractive, had a firm, tight body with a pair of 
solid tits and a heart shaped cunt.
     And then her attention was drawn to her brother's long, thick 
prick. Amy held herself momentarily motionless before shivering 
with excitement. All that hard cock!
     Only when he arranged himself over the young woman, in a 
classic sixty-nine position, did Amy appreciate once more the full 
size of that cock. It looked lethal compared to the girl's 
delicate face. Amy doubted the cockhead would fit in the girl's 
open mouth.
     But the girl was persistent. She used her long tongue 
expertly to thoroughly lubricate the heavy cock with her spit and 
then she crammed the bulbous chunk of hot man cock into her face.
     Amy watched as her brother ducked his head down between the 
girl's upraised thighs, his face disappearing between them. Her 
feet were flat. Her knees were bent. Amy couldn't exactly see what 
he was doing to her, but she didn't have trouble guessing. The way 
the girl was writhing her lovely body told the story.
     Amy's pussy was drooling like mad. She had to shift, curling 
her feet beneath her, for fear of staining the couch.
     The screen couple shifted, rolling over, still entwined. Now 
it was the girl who straddled Les, and Amy had a better view of 
her oral ministrations to his big prick. She seemed to be trying 
to swallow it. From the convulsive workings of her throat, she was 
at least getting the cockhead and part of the beautifully formed 
cockshaft past the curve at the back of her mouth. But talented 
and willing as she so obviously was, even she couldn't deep throat 
Les' big prick.
     Amy slipped a hand inside her robe and started playing with 
her dripping pussy. She wasn't aware that she was mimicking the 
lip movements of the girl on the screen. Her pink little vixen 
tongue was flickering partway out to trace her own pouting lips in 
imitation of the screen girl's frenetic serpentine swirlings.
     Her eyes widened as she watched Les shifting the girl and 
positioning her above him. Now the girl crouched over him, like a 
baseball catcher.
     Oh, Jeez," Amy murmured, enthralled by the spectacle. The 
girl was spreading her swollen pussy lips. Amy could see every 
detail. With the fingers of one hand, the girl guided the stiff 
stanchion of Les' hard prick. She lowered herself slowly, screwing 
her hips downward until the thick cockhead was wedged firmly into 
the first strictures of her pussy juiced and secretion lubricated 
cunt. She then used both hands to balance herself as she pushed 
down.
     Amy felt as if it were her own pussy being stretched by the 
wide cock as she watched the cockhead pop inside the girl's cunt. 
Amy watched the girl's reaction to the sensation. The girl's eyes 
closed. She rolled her head loosely on her neck as she forced 
herself down lower... and lower... on the prick. Amy was sure the girl 
would take no more than half of it.
     Amy was wrong.
     Her eyes bulging at the sight, her hand flying across her own 
sweet young pussy at the sight, Amy gaped as the girl impaled 
herself completely on Les' cock. The girl threw her head back. Her 
lips parted in a soundless wail.
     The girl suddenly stiffened, as if a stake had been shoved up 
her cunt. Her hips went berserk. She jerked and shuddered over 
Les, never letting more than a couple of inches of his lengthy 
prick escape her cunt. She brought her hands up to rub and squeeze 
her own firm tits for a moment, pinching her own nipples with what 
must have been painful strength. She fell forward onto Les' prone 
form as a powerful orgasm ripped through her.
     Amy was pushing a finger in and out of her own sweet pussy as 
she watched the girl's upraised asscheeks clench and unclench. 
Seeing the girl writhe like that only made Amy's identification 
with her the stronger.
     But suddenly, her brother's hand dug into the girl's 
asscheeks so hard that Amy could see the flesh whiten. He jerked 
and bucked up at her powerfully. Then the camera abruptly cut to a 
close up shot of their genitals. Amy could see the thick goo 
draining back down around the tautly stretched lips of the girl's 
pussy as the powerful prick pulsed up into her. Amy watched, 
fascinated, aroused. Her brother's fingers spread wide the girl's 
asscheeks, and one long, thick forefinger slipped deep into the 
girl's asshole.
     The young woman convulsed and then went limp.
     The screen flickered to salt and pepper again. Amy pulled her 
own finger from her cunt and went to remove the tape when the 
screen brightened again.
     Once again, it was her brother and the same young woman, but 
with two important differences.
     For one, there was no time wasted with preliminaries. This 
time, the very first scene showed her brother kneeling behind the 
young woman. He had a tight grip on her hips. He was languorously 
sawing his long thick prick in and out of her uptilted pussy. 
Looking closely, through lust-hazed eyes, Amy saw the reason. The 
girl's cunt was so tight on his thick cock that the flesh of her 
pussy was being pulled with each outstroke. He was straining to 
work his prick in and out of her pussy.
     The other important difference was that they had company. 
Roberta was arrayed beneath the girl as if they were alone. The 
girl was slouched forward, her head moving back and forth between 
Roberta's wide flung thighs. Roberta was using her own lips and 
tongue alternately on the girl's pussy and Les' cock and balls.
     "Jeez... gonna cum," Amy mumbled, trying... and finally 
succeeding... to wedge a second finger into her own well-oiled 
pussy.
     But then she froze. Roberta was pulling Les' prick out of the 
girl's cunt and positioning it higher up ...
 ... against her asshole!
     Amy froze. It simply could not be done, at least not without 
ripping the girl open.
     But no one on the tape seemed to think that way. Not Les, who 
was grimacing with the effort of pushing his prick forward, not 
Roberta who was gleefully lapping the girl's cunt while trying to 
work the meaty cockhead up the girl's ass, and certainly not the 
girl, who'd tilted her head back and was obviously trying to force 
her ass onto Les' prick!
     When the prick head finally went in, it wasn't without 
accompanying dramatics. The girl suddenly fell forward, prone upon 
Roberta, who wriggled and scrambled to reposition her face beneath 
the girl's cunt. Her fingers were clenched into hard little fists 
that hammered incessantly on the carpet.
     As for Les... the expression on his face said he was in some 
hedonistic heaven! He had to come forward on all fours over the 
girl. Amy suspected that it was necessary more because the girl's 
tight ass-grip forced it than any voluntary wish to stay inside, 
but he quite plainly wished to maintain the position.
     Les began working his hips forward and down, slowly thrusting 
his cock into the girl's asshole. Inch by inch, that huge member 
slid up into the girl's convulsing ass. With each additional inch 
of insertion, Amy's perverse voyeuristic arousal increased!
     Her fingers worked in and out of her cunt so hard and fast 
that she could hear the sucking. She didn't know which was turning 
her on more, the sight of her brother's thick cock, the view of 
said cock disappearing into the girl's ass, or the memory of what 
it was like to have Roberta eating her pussy! All she knew for 
sure was that she was hot and getting hotter... and she wanted.
     Then Amy saw her brother's muscle-ridged abdomen flattening 
the girl's rounded ass. She'd taken all of it, every fucking inch 
of that prick. Les began to move back and forth, stroking surely 
and strongly, as if fucking a gaping, sopping pussy instead of a 
tight, hot asshole.
     But the girl evidently seemed to be getting off on it!
     "Gonna cum!" Amy gasped as she felt her cunt clamping down on 
her fingers, felt the buzz beginning, felt the spasms starting to 
roll through her. "Gonna cum!"
     On the screen, Les was pistoning in and out of the girl's 
asshole furiously. His face was contorted, with pleasure. The girl 
lay with her face turned towards the camera, her cheek rested on 
Roberta's calf. A fascinating mixture of pleasure and pain flashed 
over the girl's lust-twisted features.
     Amy was gasping, the full rush of the orgasm sweeping her up 
and along in its tide. She knew her brother was going to cum in 
the girl's ass... and soon. She couldn't wait to see the girl's 
reaction and hopefully a frothy overflow of creamy jism. She 
wanted to peak at the same moment as the fuck sandwich on the 
tape. She was going to, and she knew it!
     And even better, somewhere in the back of Amy's head, two 
inhibiting hesitations had been blasted aside: the idea of getting 
her brother's cock into her own hot body and the obviously huge 
potential for pleasure in ass-fucking! Both no longer held any 
cause for fear or revulsion!
     She wanted to try them!
     And giving herself over to the awareness, Amy finally 
surrendered, losing herself in the fantasy that it was she being 
so soundly tongue and ass-fucked. Amy closed her eyes, and inside 
her mind, she saw her own nubile thirteen year old body being 
shattered by the twin pleasures.
     She wiggled on the couch. Her ass was barely on the edge of 
the cushions. Impulsively, Amy let her pinky work back to her own 
tight little pucker of an asshole. It was slicked by the effusive 
overflow of her pussy juices. Without an instant's hesitation, she 
pushed the end of her pinky inside. She could feel the pinky 
rubbing against the two cunt-reaming fingers, through the single 
thin membrane separating the two passages. The big O hit her so 
heavily that she nearly fainted.
     Her eyes fluttered open and she saw that she'd missed the end 
of the scene... the cum spitting, cunt drooling double... perhaps 
triple... climax. But even as she gasped for breath, she knew that 
she'd make the chance to see this on another occasion ...
 ... or duplicate the scene with herself involved.



                            Chapter 6

     Amy gasped out loud in her sleep, her lovely form bucking 
wildly on the bed as she heaved her pussy towards the ceiling to 
meet the thrusts of her dream lover. She'd been drained by her 
masturbatory orgasms while watching the tape. The horniness was 
still strong in her youthful body, pursuing her into her dreams. 
She dreamed she was fucking her brother... and being fucked by him.
     She could hear his grunts and groans mingling with her own as 
her luscious asscheeks pounded the mattress. Again and again, she 
heard the bell ring. She knew if she could just make it ring one 
more time... 
     Amy realized it was the doorbell chiming insistently. 
Groaning with frustration... another few moments in the dream and 
she'd have gotten her orgasm... Amy quickly got off the bed, tugged 
on the oversized robe, and padded to the door.
     "Who is it?"
     "Amy Beth Carson?" called an unfamiliar male voice.
     "Yes. Who is it?"
     "I was driving your hansom around Central Park the other 
night. You spilled your purse, and we found some things under the 
seat at the end of the night."
     "Oh! I'll be right with you!"
     Amy knew enough to realize that she should tip the man. She'd 
found that her wallet was missing. There'd been little money in 
it, but the little book with names, addresses, and phone numbers, 
along with her school identification cards, would be difficult, if 
not impossible, to replace.
     She quickly rummaged through her suitcase until she found her 
emergency money and pulled out a ten. The man had obviously gone 
to a lot of trouble.
     "Coming," she called, and began opening the doorlocks.
     "Safe enough," the man said when he faced her through the 
doorway. He held out a paper bag.
     "Thank you," Amy said. "Won't you come in for a minute?"
     "Sure." He stepped past her, but not before he cast a 
thoroughly appraising gaze over her. Amy realized that except for 
the robe, she was naked. She met his eyes, he smiled at her. She 
knew that the proper reaction for her should have been hesitation 
and fear. On the other hand, she'd just been awakened from the 
homiest dream she could ever remember... 
     He reached into the bag and pulled out her wallet. "I 
certainly appreciate this," she said. She shoved her hand into the 
robe for the ten dollar bill. She disarranged her robe in the 
process and give the man a glimpse of a thrusting young 
Amy-breast.
     "No, no," he said, waving his hand, "that's alright."
     "I insist."
     "You lost something else, though, Amy," he continued, his 
smile subtly changing. He reached into the bag again and kept his 
hand there. "In fact, when I found it, I was thinking about going 
through the city playing Prince Charming."
     "I don't understand."
     "Like Cinderella... but with a little difference.
     Prince Charming went around looking for the girl whose foot 
fit into the glass slipper." He pulled her panties out of the bag 
and she knew what was coming even before he spoke. "I wanted to go 
around New York looking for the sweet little ass that fit these 
panties."
     "Well, uh, thank you very much she began, again offering him 
the money.
     But he shook his head, still smiling. It was an attractive 
smile. He wasn't an old man, only in his thirties, and not bad 
looking. He wasn't wealthy, but his clothes were clean. He towered 
over her, tall and cadaverously skinny.
     "No, all I'd like is to be sure I've found the rightful owner 
for these panties," he said. "Like Prince Charming."
     "Well, don't you think that maybe you have a lot of nerve?" 
Amy asked carefully.
     He shrugged... and there was something totally disarming about 
the gesture. "Maybe. But then, I know what was going on in the 
back seat of the hansom the other night."
     She was speechless.
     "Not that I needed the panties to know. I was watching 
everything in the rearview mirror. I saw the way the old blanket 
was jumping around when you had your head in his lap, and I saw 
the way you were bouncing around when you sat on his lap. So I 
figured, what the heck, you seemed like a friendly girl, you're 
damned good looking and I know you're no prude."
     She shook her head wonderingly.
     "Besides, you're not shy," he quickly added. "I mean, look at 
the way you opened the door to me... dressed like that?"
     "I'm not necessarily shy," she countered, "but that does not 
mean I'm indiscriminate."
     He shrugged again, His grin was wide and good humored. "I 
sort of figured that since I was doing you a favor, you might do a 
favor for me. But, seeing you in the light like this, I can 
understand why you won't."
     "Oh?" Her curiosity was piqued. "And why is that?"
     "Hell, you're just a kid. What are you, fourteen?"
     He was close... close enough to embarrass and slightly agitate 
Amy, who was proud that so many men mistook her for seventeen or 
even eighteen.
     "So keep your money, and when you go back to that little 
town, remember that some people in the big, bad city aren't so 
bad... just ballsy."
     That did it. She's been called a hick kid... and chicken, but 
...
     Smiling, what she hoped was a cool, sophisticated smile, Amy 
calmly took the panties from him and stepped into them... without 
removing her robe. "They fit," she announced.
     He laughed heartily. "That's one way to sneak out of it."
     "Meaning?"
     "You know what I mean."
     Amy felt her juices starting to flow again. She was getting 
turned on. The idea of fucking did that to her. Here was a strange 
man, older and stronger than her, alone with her in a strange 
city. She could scream, and it probably wouldn't bring anyone. He 
was daring her to tease him, and she knew she could do it and get 
away with it!
     Amy let her smile become knowing and stepped out of the 
panties.
     "Why not?" she asked rhetorically. "You did me a favor, and 
if all you need to get your jollies is to do a little eyeballing 
...". Moving gracefully, she opened the robe and let it slide away 
from her fresh, rosy young curves. The look on the man's face as 
he saw her erect-nippled tits bounce firmly into view was enough 
to thrill her all by itself.
     Calmly, without rushing, Amy bent limberly from the waist and 
picked up the panties. She straightened for a moment, letting her 
eyes travel upwards over the man's long form. She noted the 
throbbing bulge at his crotch in the process.
     Still graceful and without haste, she stepped into the 
panties again, pulling them tightly over her pussy. She spread her 
arms in a theatrical gesture and did a smooth little pirouette for 
him.
     "See?"
     He whistled. "You got a beautiful body for a kid."
     "Got your jollies, now?"
     He smiled. "I wish I were ten years younger... or you were ten 
years older."
     "Why? So you could look longer?"
     "If I were ten years younger, maybe you'd get into the back 
seat with me, and if you were ten years older, you wouldn't be so 
afraid to do what you want to."
     "What makes you think I'm afraid?"
     "Because you're not doing it, and I know what you want to 
do."
     "You're sure?"
     "Un-hmm. You're all wet." He nodded and she knew immediately 
what he meant. The crotch of her panties was already soaked. She 
did want to do more than give him an exhibition... and yet she was 
hesitating.
     "Maybe I like to see what's coming off, too," she hinted.
     "Maybe." Without another word, he slowly unzipped his pants 
and pulled out his hard cock.
     Amy's eyes widened as she watched the long, slim cock come 
into view. Only the cockhead was really flushed with blood, and 
the contrast made it look purple. The whiteness of the cockshaft 
made the cock seem even longer than it was. Yet, his prick was 
wonderfully slender, almost like a magic wand.
     "C'mere and touch it, Amy-baby," he said softly. "It won't 
bite, but it does spit."
     Like a zombie, she crossed to him on pointed toes. Her head 
barely reached his chest, and his stiff cock pointed at her 
midsection like a spear. She took another step forward. The 
cockhead was nuzzling against her heaving abdomen just beneath the 
luscious underswellings of her precocious tits.
     He groaned. "Want to see more?" he asked. "Just help 
yourself, honey... there's more. Remember... I'm ballsy."
     Licking suddenly dry lips with a vixen tongue, Amy reached 
forward and finished undoing his trousers. They fell loosely to 
the floor around his ankles. His legs were bony, but his balls 
were tremendous.
     "I see what you mean," she said softly, fingers gently 
rubbing up and down the length of his prick. Her cunt was 
secreting like mad, and her nipples felt ready to burst with 
aroused blood.
     Suddenly, Amy could wait no longer. She leaped up, her arms 
going around his neck. Amy climbed the tall man like a monkey on a 
tree, finally securing herself. Her legs locked around his waist, 
and her pussy rocked back and forth against the broad upper back 
of his prick.
     The man helped. His hands went beneath her pert, taut ass. 
His fingers immediately began inching towards her lightly furred 
cunt, rubbing her pussy lips and pushing against the inner 
pinkness. Amy bit his nipples and heard his soft groan.
     "I'm starving for the sweet little teeny cunt," he moaned... 
and then the world was twisting and spinning upside down until Amy 
found herself hanging upside down. She was bewildered for a 
moment, but comprehension came as soon as she felt his hot breath 
against the insides of her thighs. Amy let her legs lie over his 
shoulders. She wrapped her arms about his hips, already reaching 
out with her precociously experienced tongue to lick up and down 
the length of his slender prick, from base to cocktip.
     In that position, her cunt was jammed right underneath his 
mouth... an offering that took only a moment to be accepted.
     Amy shivered as she felt his tongue rasping over her cunt and 
in between her legs, thoroughly saliva-coating the length of her 
sensitive pussy. He knew his stuff, nibbling softly on her swollen 
pussy lips and tracing the inner, nerve-covered flesh of those 
cunt petals. Within moments, Amy was ready to scream with hunger 
for hard cock in her cunt... cock like the one she was 
tongue-lapping at that very moment.
     He hoisted her higher, sucking almost all of her cunt into 
his hungry mouth and jamming his sinuous, snake-like mouth so far 
up into her pussy that Amy was sure he was going to come out her 
belly. She stretched her long, graceful throat as far as she 
could, already feeling the dizziness from blood rushing to her 
head. She sucked the head of his cock into her mouth and wriggled 
her tongue against the underside.
     He responded in his own way, concentrating more and more of 
his own tongue work on Amy's tight little asshole. The memory of 
what she'd seen on the tape, and the excitement of having cum on 
her fingers not so very long before, made Amy relax and welcome 
the invasion of his tongue. She shook with excitement as she 
realized that he was fixated on her sweet young asshole. His cock 
might be just the one to initiate her virginal asshole.
     Amy let him bob her entire body up and down, forcing the head 
of his prick to the back of her mouth and into the first 
constriction of her throat. She loved the feel of his abdomen 
rubbing against her stiff nipples, and she loved the sensation of 
his tongue delving up into the narrow aperture of her ass!
     Amy willingly allowed his hands to guide her onto her back. 
With a single, fluid motion, he had her long legs up and slung 
once again across his shoulders.
     Amy's arms were spread wide to each side as she felt his cock 
nuzzle her asscheeks. She brought her hands in close, gripping her 
nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, pinching and rolling 
the pebble hard nubbins, sending even more intense sensations 
roiling through her burning body.
     She hissed with pleasure at the sensation of the room's cool 
air on her clitoris as he spread her pussy lips and fit the 
arrowhead tip of his cock against her sweet cunt. He drove his 
loins forward, leaning over her and catching himself on his hands. 
Amy grunted at the penetration and levered her pussy up at him, 
trying to hurry the fucking. His prick head was probing far up 
into her belly.
     He began fucking her then. Any woman's cunt would have closed 
tightly around his slender, lengthy prick, but Amy's teenybopper 
cunt seemed determined to fight every new push into her cuntal 
clutches. She was hot for him, burning, and it was just seconds 
before she was blowing her first orgasm of the encounter.
     But he didn't slow, not for an instant. With the same 
unhurried, measured strokes, he continued sawing his long, skinny 
cock in and out of her tight young cunt. Amy came again, slowly 
and without haste, and then again almost immediately. She felt the 
room spinning. There was something about this relaxed style of 
fucking that was getting to her in a place where she'd never felt 
the pleasure before. She felt as if she could let him do whatever 
he wanted and come forever in the process.
     His hands came down beneath her sweet, tight asscheeks again. 
Amy was so utterly relaxed that when he began smearing her cuntal 
secretion back to her nervously closed asshole, she merely 
welcomed it. Her eyes closed. Amy hummed as yet another orgasm 
rolled through her.
     And when he began working his finger in and out of the little 
asshole, Amy could only let herself relax the more completely.
     The next thing she felt there was the head of his prick. She 
might have resented its removal from her cunt, but she'd come so 
much that way already that she couldn't begrudge any part of her 
body an equal share of the pleasures.
     She felt a moment of fear rush through her as he began 
pushing his cock into her ass. She eased herself back into the 
orgasm impelled torpor. From then on, it was bliss.
     Inch by inch, without pause but without rush, he fed the 
entire length of his prick up into her. Amy sighed and shivered. 
Her nipples suddenly hardened still further. For all its length 
and slenderness, Amy was glad his cock was limber and not rock 
rigid.
     Then she felt the narrow head of his prick reaching farther 
up her asshole than she'd imagined possible. His flat abdomen 
pressed her tight young asscheeks, and from then on, Amy was 
nothing but a ball of coming, shuddering nerves.
     He pushed his prick in and out of her gently, easily, 
carefully... and expertly. Amy had never dreamed it was possible to 
cum with this kind of fucking, especially without any attention 
being given to her normally greedy clitoris. But the orgasms were 
different this way, starting slowly, building slowly, and 
continuing to build until she was almost frightened by their 
intensity. Again and again Amy blew her stack until she was fucked 
into delirium and lay limp as a rag doll sobbing gratefully with 
each new injection of cock to her ass.
     When he turned her over and began doing push-ups over Amy's 
prone form, the sensations really let loose. His long, skinny cock 
ran in and out of Amy's asshole almost easily. Her asshole gripped 
every inch of his limber prick with a damp stricture. Without 
realizing it, Amy was getting her hips into the swing of the new 
style of fucking. Unconsciously she arched her lovely, rounded ass 
up to meet every new injection of his shit-driving cock into her 
ass.
     The pleasures began to grow as she felt the cockhead reaching 
hitherto untouched pleasure centers within her. Gone was all fear, 
all revulsion, all hesitation... and in its place she was consumed 
with the sheer physical pleasure of ass-fucking.
     Amy began swinging her ass with enthusiasm. Her little 
asscheeks were clenching and relaxing spastically as the rutting 
release of the fucking crashed through her. She was moving towards 
an orgasm that built in some generalized place between her narrow 
hips. It took in both her well-reamed ass and her all but 
untouched pussy. She felt the orgasm starting to tingle in her 
clit.
     The fluttering of her pussy lips around the sawing length of 
his limber prick warned her that the tension was about to be 
released. At the same time, she felt the nameless man's cock begin 
to swell and get hard in her ass. It was difficult to continue 
with the ever hardening length of cock, but she was eager to have 
his big cock full length crammed inside her when he fired his load 
into her bowels.
     Gritting her teeth, Amy heaved her sweet little ass up at 
him, taking every inch of his skinny cock. She held her ass there, 
rotating it against his indrawn abdomen, feeling his pale prick 
stirring her asshole.
     As he came in her, Amy could feel every caterpillar ripple of 
cum running through his cock more clearly than she'd ever dreamed 
possible. It was as if she were alive inside in a way she'd never 
known before.
     When the first hot jets of jism landed inside her, Amy felt 
them with a previously unknown clarity. She felt as if she were 
being at once scalded and fueled in her ass. She knew his cock 
juice couldn't possibly be as hot as it seemed.
     But as the orgasm rolled across her with the force and 
irresistible sureness of a breaking tsunami, Amy tensed every 
muscle in her body, flattening herself on the floor. Her asshole 
drew noose tight around the base of the man's cock until it was 
almost painful for him to come.
     Amy felt the room receding from her as he emptied the last 
wrenching spurts into her ass. She ad to force herself to breathe, 
but it was pleasured agony.
     The two lay gasping in aftermath. Amy derived pleasure from 
the sensation of his prick shriveling within her asshole grip. It 
lay long and limber inside her, subject to the convulsive jerking 
of her fluttering sphincters.
     Finally, he stirred and pulled himself out of her ass. Amy 
clenched her teeth; her asshole was sore and sensitive to the dry 
friction of his withdrawal.
     She rolled over and lay there watching him as he staggered to 
pull his clothes back into order. The large, creamy swells of her 
overdeveloped tits heaved firmly, quivering like inverted bowls of 
snowy gelatin.
     "Well?" she queried.
     "You've got a beautiful pussy," he replied fervently. "And 
the most gorgeous ass I've ever seen, touched, licked, sucked or 
fucked."
     "How about seconds... a bit more conventionally?" she 
challenged.
     "If I were ten years younger... "
     "We've got time," she said. "I'll wait a bit."
     He laughed. "No way, baby."
     "Why not?" But she was pleased at having cut him down from 
his self-assured niche.
     He tucked his shirt into his pants. "Because, Amy... baby, 
beautiful and fuckable as you are... and you are... one basic and 
inalienable fact remains."
     "Oh?"
     "Yes. You, Amy-baby, are jail-bait." He waved bye-bye and 
left.
     She lay there, breasts still heaving invitingly, ass still 
raw and drooling jism, and giggled tiredly.



                            Chapter 7

     And then came the great drought.
     For the next two days, Amy was obliged to go completely 
without sex. She didn't even have the chance to whack off 
properly. For one thing, she never had enough time alone or even 
solely in Roberta's company. Les was always near. For another, her 
brother gave her a tour of New York City that left her tired and 
dragged out by the end of each day. She knew she'd have plenty to 
talk about... including some things her brother didn't know... when 
she returned to Belleville ... if she lived that long.
     What made it worse was the certain knowledge that in the room 
next to hers, her brother was fucking the ass off Roberta, licking 
the brunette's tits and sucking her cunt and plunging his big, 
beautiful cock into that dark-furred cunt with machine-like 
regularity.
     And then came Tuesday.

                           *     *     *

     "Got news for you, Sis," Les announced, returning to the 
breakfast table.
     "Oh?"
     "That was a telegram from the folks."
     "On the phone? Don't they deliver those?"
     Les laughed. "Nothing is that lovely movie way. No, they 
phone it to you now."
     "What's the news?"
     "They're extending their vacation another two weeks."
     Roberta snickered. "Bet they didn't know they still had it in 
them."
     Amy tried to laugh, but found it hard. Even Mom was getting 
her share! I want mine! she screamed inwardly.
     "Then I guess I'd better start making arrangements to stay 
with Dort," Amy said hopefully. Joey had potential... and once she'd 
taught Dort's brother what she'd learned in the city... 
     "Are you kidding?" Les demanded, offended. "You'll stay right 
here with me! You'll know your way around this town like a native 
in no time at all, so when I go back to work next week, you'll 
have more freedom to see and do things here than you ever had back 
home. Believe me, Amy, you're lucky."
     While Les showered, Amy cornered Roberta.
     "Gee, Amy, I guess you'll be staying on... "
     "Roberta."
     Roberta smiled. "I know." She sighed. "I think the time has 
come to put things into full swing for the master plan."
     "What's been holding things up so far?"
     "Your brother is more receptive to fantasizing fucking you 
than I'd thought. I'd figured that by now he'd be so hot for you 
that his straightlaces would be choking him and he'd be making 
excuses to stay away from you."
     "But... ?"
     "But he's talking about his own fantasies for you, now."
     Amy was silent. She wasn't sure she could tell Roberta about 
her own growing lust for Les and his cock.
     "Well, at least tonight you can fly," Roberta consoled. "The 
Pit meets."
     "Roberta, don't go."
     "What?"
     "How's my brother's tolerance for booze? Any better?"
     "What tolerance?"
     "Good. Tonight, Roberta, tease him, freeze him, and get him 
drunk."
     "Why?"
     "So I can take advantage of him."
     Roberta feigned horror. "But when he wakes up... "
     "One of two things. Either he'll relax the strings as long as 
he can get his fill or he'll send me packing." She quickly 
explained about Dort and Joey.
     "Hmmmmm... "
     "I'd appreciate it, Roberta," Amy wheedled. Amy was an expert 
wheedler. She didn't suspect that though Roberta was mostly 
immune, Amy's own plan coincided with Roberta's up to a point, but 
Roberta's went farther.
     "Well, I'm not sure ..." Roberta hedged.
     Amy reached out and gently caressed Roberta's breast. "Oh, 
come on... you know I saw that tape with you and Les and the other 
girl. Maybe things will work out for all of us."
     "I just don't know ..."
     "What've we got to lose?" The worst that can happen is he'll 
be outraged and send me home."
     "You can plead innocence."
     Roberta finally gave in and agreed.
     She wasn't worried about Les' postcoital reaction.
     She was already prepared to deal with that.
     Roberta had no intention of losing her own share of Amy's 
sweet young pussy!

                           *     *     *

     Roberta talked Les into passing up the swingers' club. She 
pointed out that the Central Park symphony orchestra... a free 
event... was that night. Amy found, to her own surprise, that she 
actually enjoyed the music. She might have enjoyed it more if she 
hadn't been enjoying the masterful way in which Roberta persuaded 
Les to keep sipping the wine they'd brought ... long after their 
cheese and bread ran out.
     By the time they got home, Les was high and ascending.
     "C'mon, let's hit the hay like we farmers say," he said to 
Roberta, squeezing her ass and leering at her in the living room 
of the apartment.
     "You're drunk," Roberta accused.
     "How'd you guess?"
     Roberta gave Amy an exasperated look. "He always talks in 
rhymes when he's drunk." She turned to Les. "Not till you stop 
rhyming," she said.
     "Roberta, has Les learned to dance yet?" Amy asked brightly.
     Les cut in, mimicking what was obviously Roberta's usual 
answer: "Got two left feet and I can't keep a beat."
     "Oh, cripes," Roberta moaned. "He's flying."
     "Let's teach him," Amy said cheerfully.
     "Maybe it'll sober him up," Roberta agreed.
     Maybe it would have, too... if Roberta hadn't kept feeding him 
wine. At some point in the evening, Amy appeared in a nightie with 
panties and little else. Les wasn't able to decide if he should be 
outraged, or if he should just leer.
     Amy thoroughly enjoyed her effect on him. Despite the wine, 
there was an unyielding bulge in his pants, and she did all she 
could to encourage it, giving Les ever longer flashes of bare tit 
and silhouetting herself for his benefit by standing in the 
translucent lights. His eyes bulged, too.
     As the hour grew later, the music grew more sensuous. Amy 
milked it for all she could, brushing against Les and caressing 
him with her deft movements. Time and again, dancing nearer and 
nearer to him, she let the luscious mounds of her tits wobble 
against him through her top.
     The first time, he started to pull away, but Amy and Roberta 
embarrassed him into holding his position.
     "It's part of the dance!" they protested. "She won't hurt 
you!" Roberta added.
     "I'm just your little sister," Amy whispered.
     The comment had its effect. By degrees, the wine washed away 
inhibitions until he was unable to hold back the rush of his 
arousal and desire for her. Soon, Les was blatantly staring... and 
enjoying.
     And then came another piece of music, one for which the 
latest dance fad... the Grind (successor to the Bump)... was admirably 
suited.
     Roberta led into it, pulling in close to Les. Each placed 
hands on the other's shoulders and they gradually sashayed in 
close to each other, until they were grinding their bodies 
together, with emphasis on all the good parts.
     Amy positioned herself between the couple and the floor lamp, 
knowing that she was giving Les an all but unobstructed view of 
her entire body through her nightie. Roberta's back was towards 
the nymphette. Les' eyes were closed, his mouth hanging partly 
opened, jaw slack, as he savored the slow, languorous, undeniably 
sexual rhythms that the music carried ... as communicated to him 
through the medium of Roberta's sleek form.
     But then his eyes opened, and he was looking at Amy. His gaze 
traveled over her quickly, almost ashamedly... and then again, but 
more slowly, without any attempt at concealment.
     And then he ogled her openly. Amy could see his fingers 
twitching nervously on Roberta's ripe ass.
     Roberta began to slip out of his arms, whispering to him that 
he should try it with Amy.
     Les' eyes momentarily widened, and then he said, "Who could 
have the will to resist a chance to dance with my little Sis?"
     Roberta was shaking her head as Amy took her place.
     This is it! she thought excitedly.
     The two shuffled slowly in closer to one another until Amy's 
precociously developed tits were being flattened against her 
brother's body. He was so much taller than she that her tits were 
crushed against his upper abdomen and stomach.
     And they "danced". It wasn't quite vertical dry humping, and 
there was music to which Amy, at least, kept a beat, but it was by 
no means the usual social dance.
     Amy was getting turned on. Her brother's hands, stiffly still 
on her shoulder blades where they'd made first contact, were 
beginning to move. His fingers followed invisible little circles.
     His groin was moving insistently against her. There was 
disparity in their heights, but his loins reached just beneath her 
creamy, swollen tits. The long, hard, throbbing bulge of his prick 
reached all the way down to the vicinity of her cunt mound. Amy 
could feel his cock pulsing and jerking within the confines of his 
clothes. She artfully moved to massage its length with her belly 
and abdomen.
     She nuzzled her face against his chest, using her chin to 
work open a button, then another. Amy pressed her lips softly 
against his chest, then nuzzled the bare flesh again. She could 
feel his cock jerk and swell still more within his pants. She 
shifted. Now she was blatantly rubbing her lightly furred pussy 
against his thigh. Only a few scanty layers of cloth separated 
them. Her clit was being massaged and rubbed, and she felt the 
dampness soaking her panty crotch.
     Amy sighed softly and let her head loll back on her neck. Her 
eyes were closed, and she wasn't really surprised when Les bent 
and pressed his lips to hers. She welcomed the kiss, let her lips 
part. Just the tip of her tongue flickered out to touch his. He 
pushed his tongue into her mouth, probing and exploring for a 
moment... before jerking back.
     His arms opened and he stumbled away from her. Without 
looking at either Amy or Roberta, he lifted the wine bottle and 
drank deeply from it. Then he put it back on the table with a 
bang.
     "Already had too much to drink. My head is spinning, and I 
can't think," he mumbled... still rhyming... and staggered off towards 
his bedroom.
     Amy was disappointed... and frustrated. Why had he stopped just 
when everything was going so well?
     But then Roberta caught her eye. The brunette was smiling. 
Amy hurried across to her, nipples aching from the friction 
against the sheer nightie.
     "Everything is going alright," Roberta whispered urgently. "I 
know what I'm doing. Just do what I say, okay?"
     Amy nodded and followed the older female into the bedroom.
     Les was sprawled face down on the bed, clothes intact.
     "Here, we'll help you get ready to sleep," Roberta said 
loudly, distinctly, moving to pull off Les' boots. She motioned 
and Amy went to work on the other foot.
     When they had him half-stripped... he was wearing only his 
fashion design briefs and a T-shirt... the two women rolled him onto 
his back. Amy's eyes opened wider, The head of her brother's 
stiff, long prick and part of the shaft was protruding through the 
leg opening of his briefs.
     "T-shirt," Roberta said softly, kneeling on the bed beside 
him. She nodded. Amy came up on the other side as Les rolled onto 
his back. The two of them took the hem of the T-shirt and begin 
moving it upward. As they pulled it off his arms came to rest on 
their shoulders.
     Roberta inclined her head towards his groin and then bent to 
lick his nipples. Amy took the cue and began nibbling and kissing 
her way down her brother's long, powerfully muscled form, her 
fingers catching in the elastic of the briefs and rolling them 
down his thighs. Freed, his cock sprang up and hit her alongside 
her face, a blow she welcomed.
     For the first time, Amy realized the full size of his prick. 
She twisted her head to one side and began kissing the base of it 
where it swelled up from his thick mat of pubic hair. Les 
cooperated with the disrobing process only in raising his knees so 
he wouldn't have to interrupt for even a moment the lip massage on 
his cock.
     She felt her brother's hand trail lightly down her back, to 
rest on her pert, round upthrust ass. His fingers tested the 
resiliency of the saucy mound, and then began moving down her 
thighs.
     Amy began working her way up his cock.
     It was so thick! As she approached the cocktip, she began to 
doubt her ability to ingest it orally, let alone in her tight 
little cunt.
     But she was determined to do her damnedest!
     As she reached down to cup his big balls with one hand, Amy 
felt the bed shift. She heard a soft rustling, and then the bed 
again sagged, she guessed correctly that Roberta had stripped. The 
three of us! she thought eagerly, and then all thought fled as her 
brother slipped one long, thick finger underneath her well-soaked 
panties and began running the tip lightly over the swollen, 
sensitive lips of her downy cunt.
     Amy groaned with pleasure and redoubled her mouth work on his 
dick, pressing herself down low so that her tits were pressing 
against his thighs. Her nipples were like spikes against the taut 
flesh of his abdomen. She felt hands at her panties, pulling them 
down. She willingly moved to help even as she gripped her 
brother's cockshaft in two fingers and raised her head to tongue 
whip the velvety flesh of the immense cockhead.
     Nude, except for the nighty top, Amy bent his cock back and 
began stuffing it into her mouth. She stretched her jaws wider and 
wider, all the while furiously lubricating the purpling flesh with 
her vixen tongue. Finally, his cock moved inside. She sucked, 
swirling her mouth muscle around the heavy cocktip, and enjoyed 
every answering swell of blood through it. His hips began to buck 
as she felt fingers on her thighs, parting her legs to each side 
of his waist. A hand was moving closer to her cunt. Amy arched up 
and back to receive whatever attentions the hand might intend on 
her. But then Amy was forced to one side as Roberta took up 
position sitting on Les' face, back to Amy.
     The sweet smell of sexual secretions filled the air as Amy 
rotated herself slightly to maintain her oral grip on her 
brother's cock. Her mouth remained fastened over the bulbous 
cockhead as her hands slid up and down the heavy, veined 
cockshaft. She could hear Roberta groaning as Les did his work on 
the brunette's cunt.
     Amy felt a large, thick fingered hand slide up her leg on the 
inside. Her brother flicked his thumb back and forth over her 
nearly hairless cunt. She sucked in a sharp breath through her 
nose and strained all the harder at the rigid prick.
     But then Les was shifting, impatiently rolling over on the 
rippling surface of the water bed. Amy fell to one side and looked 
up. Les was roughly pushing Roberta onto her back, spreading the 
older female's legs and lowering himself over her. Determined not 
to be left out of the action, Amy quickly positioned herself 
between both sets of legs and took to the task of guiding and 
directing her brother's prick into place against Roberta's hairy 
cunt.
     Amy watched from close-up range as the huge cocktip pushed 
against the surprisingly narrow opening. Using his knees, Les 
forced Roberta's thighs still wider and lunged forward again. The 
cockhead popped into Roberta's cunt, and Amy saw that the 
penetration invoked tension ripples through Roberta's legs. But 
Les wasn't hesitating. His firm, hairy ass moved. Inch by thick 
inch, he forced his rock-hard prick into the brunette's cunt.
     Amy reached out with her tongue and began licking the 
backside of her brother's big balls. She could hear his groans of 
pleasure as her mouth work had its effect. She felt a renewed 
surge of moisture through her too-long unpenetrated cunt. With the 
lithe ease of her few years, she twisted herself over and lay on 
her back between the two pairs of legs. Reaching up with her head 
she sucked each of Les' oversized balls into her mouth and treated 
it to a hot spit swirl bath.
     But within moments Amy was forced to relinquish the fun of 
sucking her brother's balls. He'd buried the full length of his 
spar-like prick into Roberta's hungry cunt and was starting to 
fuck in and out of it. Seconds passed and already he was working 
over the brunette as if there were no friction at all to overcome 
in the fucking.
     But Amy knew better. She could see his cockshaft bend as he 
forced it into Roberta's pussy. It stretched out again as he 
withdrew. She could almost imagine what it would be like to be on 
the receiving end of such a reaming cock. Amy couldn't keep her 
hands off her own young cunt.
     Roberta came loudly and explosively, asscheeks drumming on 
the waterbed surface as she struggled to meet each down-thrust of 
the pile-driving prick. Amy groaned with her own need for the same 
pleasures, wishing that... 
     Even as she wished it, Les yanked his prick out of Roberta's 
cunt and positioned himself over his little sister's writhing 
form. Amy ripped the nighty from herself and caught the head of 
his cock in her mouth again. She tasted Roberta's pussy juices on 
it and that excited her still more. Amy bobbed her head back and 
forth a few times, using the pleasures of her sucking to lock Les 
in place for a few moments. This gave her the chance to lift and 
cup her oversized tits upward and press Les' big balls with them.
     Finally she freed his achingly hard prick. Les scrambled 
lower. But instead of laying between her legs, Les lifted them 
till her calves were against his broad shoulders and her ass was 
barely on the mattress. She hoped he'd hurry!
     But he didn't. Instead, he reached down to take his prick in 
his hands and began rubbing the huge cockhead up and down along 
the compressed vertical slit of Amy's tightly pressed cunt lips. 
Again and again, she thought he was going to push it into her... 
only to feel the velvety flesh of the cocktip rub against her 
stiffly erected clitoral nodule instead.
     Soon Amy was gasping and jerking her slender hips up at him, 
trying to capture the prize of his cock in her cunt lips. But Les 
was having none of that. Wine or no wine, when it came to fucking, 
Les was the boss.
     Finally, though, he made the move. Using the thumb and 
forefinger of one hand to spread her tight cuntlips, Les put his 
prickhead against the opening. He pushed forward. His cockshaft 
bent under the pressure, and then straightened abruptly as his 
cock slipped off the mark.
     Amy groaned with frustration, and Les growled. He tried again 
with the same results.
     The third try was the charm. The head of his prick pushed 
apart the narrow cunt. Amy thought her pussy was going to split. 
It was starting to hurt. But she welcomed the pain in a way, 
concentrating on the pleasure aspect of the penetration. The 
realization of her fantasies was here at last, and the thorough 
fucking she'd been craving for so damn long was seconds away.
     But as more and more of the wide cock pushed into her, the 
pain grew worse. Amy bit her lower lip, but she failed to stifle 
her sob. Despite the lubrication of Roberta's cunt juices on the 
prick, despite her own more than abundant wetness, she was simply 
too small, too tight, too young for such an enormous prick.
     Les didn't seem to think so. His hands locked onto his 
sister's hips and he heaved.
     Amy screamed as the entire cockhead drove up into her body. 
She was sure she'd been ruptured. Les held still for a few long 
breaths, fighting to maintain his self control. He'd never known 
anything like the tightness of his sister's cunt stretched around 
his prick.
     Amy tried to relax her nervously tightened cunt muscles. 
Whether it was her relaxation or simply the natural elasticity of 
her young pussy itself, after a few seconds the pain began to 
subside... and in its place came a craving for more penetration, 
more stretching, more probing and reaming ... more ...
     "More," Amy wheezed, hips beginning to revolve around the 
slowly entering pole of her brother's prick. "Give it all to me, 
Big Brother, every lovely fucking inch of it!"
     Les grit his teeth and pushed all the harder, eager to feel 
his "little" sister's teenybopper cunt coating the full length of 
his prick... or as much of his prick as would enter her young frame. 
He revolved his hips from side to side, pausing to allow the 
narrow walls of her cunt to accommodate themselves to what was by 
far the largest invader ever to breach the gates of her cunt.
     Amy was torn between the agony and the pleasure of the 
stretching. She was also aware that what she was doing was in 
violation of every basic taboo she'd ever had drummed into her.
     The tip of Les' prick hit the back of her cunt. Amy winced 
and involuntarily jerked away. She managed to get one hand down to 
the region of violation and found that all but an inch or so of 
his mammoth prick was inside her ...
     "All of it!" she hissed at him. "ALL of it!"
     Les growled and fucked forward. Amy's mouth opened as she 
felt his prick pushing against her cervix and driving her pussy 
slightly out of place.
     For a moment, she felt fear along with the discomfort.
     Then she felt the base of his prick press against her cunt 
lips. His thick, wiry pubic hair was chafing directly on the 
exposed nubbin of her erect clitoris. The full length of his cock 
throbbed and pulsed within the stricture of her fuck tube.
     It started to feel good. It got better.
     "Oh, yessss ..." she breathed. "Now fuck me, Brother, fuck me 
harder than I've ever been... "
     Her words were cut short because Les was already swinging 
into action. The trail was blazed, the path marked, and he knew 
she could take every inch of his prick. Les began fucking his fat, 
hard prick in and out of his sister's fiery hole as if it were his 
last chance ever at a genuine cunt.
     Amy was knocked breathless by the speed and force of the 
fucking. She couldn't gather the breath to speak, let alone scream 
out the pleasure she was feeling. She was completely helpless 
before him, and as his big cock battered her senses into a jumbled 
tangle, Amy felt her strength and will leaving her lithe young 
body. She was going limp. She lay there like a rag doll and simply 
received again and again and again, all her brother had to give 
her as fast as he could fuck it into her.
     She came, the waves rocking through her and leaving her numb. 
Her long legs slipped off Les' broad shoulders but it didn't slow 
him up at all. Instead, he merely changed the angle of his 
fucking. Now he was driving into her cunt from above. That brought 
the broad back of his thick cock into direct contact with her 
clitty button. The friction quickly drove her into another orgasm=8B
=8Band then another... and then the orgasms were welling up together 
inside her, all rolling into one enormous explosion that simply 
refused to stop.
     Distantly, through the haze of pleasure and sensation, Amy 
was aware that his prick was swelling and hardening still more 
inside her. She knew he'd come soon, and while she hated to have 
it end, she knew there could be more fucking now, as much more as 
she might possibly wish. She felt lips against her forehead and 
then against her own, lips she knew... Roberta's. The brunette was 
gradually moving up over Amy's mouth. Amy stretched out her tongue 
and licked at the swollen lips of Roberta's cunt, feeling the 
answering surge of heat and moisture pour down in response.
     Les gripped Amy's lean thighs, pulling them tightly against 
him. He was into the short strokes, fucking his prick into her 
furiously, desperately, powerfully. Amy felt another orgasmic wave 
rolling down onto her from out of the ether. She knew that this 
was the big one, the Big O, the one she'd sought for so long. She 
felt her body chilling, goosebumps covering her flesh, her nipples 
repeatedly hardening and flattening again. She felt the familiar, 
intense buzzing begin down between her legs. It spread into a 
tingle that centered around her cunt and asshole. She felt the 
halves of her firm little ass clenching together, the inner swells 
rubbing against each other. Her legs were shaking.
     Above her, Roberta groaned and then ground her pussy down 
into Amy's mouth. Amy's lips fastened over the brunette's large 
clitoris, trapping it. She sucked it and whipped at it with the 
tip of her tongue, feeling the older woman's orgasm transmit 
itself down to her own gorgeous little body.
     And then it hit her. Amy convulsed, went rigid, tense as 
glass. Her cunt locked on Les' prick with a tightness that almost 
frightened him. He was too caught up in the last instants to feel 
fear. His hot load had already begun its journey up through the 
long tube connecting his balls to the tiny slit in the head of his 
meaty prick. He sighed like a dying man, hunched forward, and then 
he poured his cream into her.
     Amy could feel the swellings of his fuck tool as the stuff 
rolled into her. She imagined she could feel it inundating her 
insides, filling her, splattering against her organs, drenching 
her tight, taut cunt with male juice. She arched up like a human 
bridge, shaking and shivering, and then collapsed back onto the 
bed with a loud groan of exhaled breath.
     Within her, Les' prick was shrinking... slightly. He fell back 
and away from her. His cock, still long and fat and now limber as 
well, dragged out from between the slick lips of her cunt. It came 
free with an audible pop! and then the pent-up juices... her own and 
those she'd received... began dribbling out. Amy sighed as she 
tumbled into unconsciousness and the wondrous elasticity of her 
youth asserted itself and her cunt lips clamped tightly shut 
again, trapping the remainder of the juices inside ...



                            Chapter 8

     She was having the most wonderfully horny dream. Her brother 
had just fucked her senseless with his big prick, and now Roberta 
was eating out her fledgling pussy.
     Amy groaned as she was rolled onto her side. She felt another 
tongue go to work on her, this one rimming her asshole. She let 
her leg be slung over a softly haired head as she smelled wet cunt 
near her face and felt what seemed amazingly like a hard cock bob 
against the back of her head. She leaned her face forward in this 
wonderful dream and kissed at the source of the female sex scent. 
She felt soft, damp hair against her nose.
     Amy's eyes opened lazily, and she found that it wasn't a 
dream. She worked her arms around Roberta's hips, fingers gripping 
the brunette's firm, full asscheeks. Amy buried her mouth against 
Roberta's pussy and began licking and sucking like a starved 
woman. Roberta caught the teenager's head between her thighs and 
trapped Amy there. Amy loved every second of it. For every 
pleasure she gave Roberta, the older female returned it in expert 
kind.
     But at the same time, Roberta was darting her long, sinuous 
tongue up into Amy's tightly constricted fuck hole, Les was 
artfully reaming Amy's asshole with his tongue. Again and again, 
he forced just the tip of his tongue up into Amy's ass, wriggling 
it until the delightful young girl had picked up the movement with 
a shudder of her slender hips. Amy wanted to scream her delight 
and her need for more than just the tongues in her twin channels, 
but she was too busy gasping for breath and sucking Roberta's 
cunt!
     Amy's movements grew increasingly agitated. She was 
sandwiched between her older brother and his lovely, decadent 
girlfriend, benefiting from their combined years of experience. It 
was only a matter of time... and not much... before she had to let go 
in one way or another.
     The time came. Amy fell onto her back, pulling Roberta on top 
of her and dragging the woman's thighs forward until they were 
arranged in a classic '69' position. Now Amy gorged herself on 
Roberta's furry cunt while having her own petite pussy sucked, 
licked, and tongued until it was bubbling with juices.
     Les was momentarily left out of the action, but only 
momentarily. Amy reached out with one hand until she was closing 
her fingers on the massive cock sticking stiffly up from his 
groin. Greedily, she pulled his prick in her own direction, 
forcing Les to follow. In seconds, he found himself on his knees 
behind Roberta. His big ball sack was hanging over his little 
sister's forehead.
     Amy was in some kind of hedonist's heaven. She alternated her 
tongue work between Roberta's flowing cunt and the underside of 
her brother's big prick. Her hand moved lightly up and down over 
the length of his oversized shaft. Soon Les' hips were jerking and 
shaking as he felt the juices rising inside his balls and cock.
     Amy knew what he wanted: to come. But she was in control, 
now, if only for the moment, and she was going to direct the scene 
to suit her own outrageous whims.
     Still using his cock as the control lever to Les movements, 
Amy led his broad cockhead to the entrance of the very cunt she 
was eating. She concentrated her own oral attentions on Roberta's 
large clitoris, sucking it between her lips and lashing at it with 
the tip of her vixen tongue as she pressed her brother's prick 
against the brunette's cunt.
     As soon as she felt that heavy weapon against her, Roberta 
knew what the depraved girl intended, and she was all in favor of 
it!
     Roberta eagerly lifted her ripe ass and pushed it up and 
back. Amy knew exactly when her brother's cockhead was inside the 
older female. The sudden shiver of tense pleasure through 
Roberta's thighs told it all.
     Momentarily relinquishing Roberta's cunt in favor of her 
brother, Amy tilted her head up and back to trace the length of 
his prick's underside as he pressed it s-l-o-w-l-y into Roberta's 
pussy. His balls jerked and humped within their fleshy sack until 
only his scrotum was remaining outside Roberta's ravenous cunt 
hole. The rest of his ample cock equipment was buried deep, deep 
inside. Amy then proceeded to thoroughly coat his balls with her 
spit as she ran the broad part of her tongue over and around each 
ball.
     Above her, both Les and Roberta were groaning with pleasure. 
Amy took each of Les' balls into her mouth in turn and treated 
them to the kind of sucking spit-bath most men only dream about. 
Then she released them, knowing that if she kept it up for too 
long, he'd fire his load early and she wouldn't see the 
fulfillment of her plan.
     Amy returned her attentions to Roberta's protruding, swollen 
clitoris. In seconds, the brunette was a writhing mass of erotic 
arousal above her, struggling to return the favor in kind.
     But return it she did, stretching out her tongue to every 
last square inch of Amy's cunt region... with special attention to 
Amy's stiffly erected clitoris and tight pink ass.
     But not only was Amy getting pleasure from Roberta's mouth 
and tongue, she was getting them from the repeated brush of Les' 
balls back against her forehead as he fucked in and out of 
Roberta's cunt. Each time she felt the soft brush of the lower 
part of the wrinkled flesh sack, Amy couldn't help but think that 
it meant he was thrusting the full length of his huge prick into 
Roberta's pussy ...
     ... which only made Amy remember, mentally and physically, 
what it had been like to have that same immense prick shoved all 
the way up into her own tight cunt.
     Minutes passed, Amy hadn't come again, but was instead being 
held at a high plateau of arousal, just short of orgasm. She felt 
as if she were climbing forever higher, but that there would 
always be room farther up on the slope. She always had the next 
step within reach. She could have gone on like that forever, but 
she knew Roberta had come already, at least twice, and possibly 
three or four times. And there was always the limiting factor of 
her brother's maleness.
     So Amy was determined to milk the moment for every thing she 
possibly could.
     It was time to complete her plan.
     As he pulled back for the next stroke and withdrew most of 
his cock length, Amy reached up with one hand and grasped his 
prick shaft. She guided it higher up and farther back, all the 
while feeling Roberta's protesting moans against her own cunt and 
clitty. But then the moans stopped, and Amy felt the brunette's 
breasts heave down against her as Les' wide prickhead was placed 
against Roberta's asshole.
     The brunette began to tense, but that moment of hesitation 
ended quickly, destroyed, smashed by the intense pleasures of 
having Amy's quick, sharp little tongue dart out to dance over and 
around the stiff thumb of Roberta's clitoris and hypersensitive 
pussy lips. Roberta groaned and sighed. Amy felt her hips being 
battered by Les' insistent lunges.
     But then he was fucking forward, his cock shaft bending in 
Amy's fingers. The head of his cock finally broke through the 
barrier of Roberta's nervously constricted asshole.
     Above her, Roberta sagged suddenly. Amy felt the brunette's 
tits flattened against her abdomen as the strength seemed to leave 
her. For the moment, Amy slowed her tongue's work on Roberta's 
creaming cunt... but only for a moment.
     Then Amy resumed her work with a vengeance. More of her 
brother's huge cock was inside the brunette's ass, and still more 
was disappearing into the dark chamber with each passing second.
     Amy's eyes widened as she saw inch after inch of thick, hard 
prick sliding into Roberta's asshole just inches away from her 
face. How could the older female take it all in?
     But then Amy remembered that she'd asked the same question 
when she'd seen that same enormous prick sliding into Roberta's 
cunt ... and later learned for herself just how pleasurable such a 
fucking could be. Was it possible that to take it up the ass... ?
     The thought was cut short. Les had jammed the last inch of 
his cock into Roberta's ass, and it was time for Amy to 
concentrate her full attention on Roberta's momentarily vacant 
cunt. She reached up with her tongue and flipped Roberta's thick 
pussy lips from side to side. Then she pressed down on Roberta's 
clitoris. Roberta shuddered and then life seemed to return to her 
voluptuous body. She began kissing and biting the insides of Amy's 
thighs and then zeroed in on Amy's sweet, tight little cunt.
     Amy sucked in a sharp breath at the pleasures she was 
receiving. Roberta slung Amy's long legs over her shoulder from 
behind. Now, with Amy's ass up and off the waterbed's surface, 
Roberta was able to devote just attention to Amy's asshole. She 
was pleased that her asshole was being so madly fucked.
     Amy had the breath forced from her in that half-doubled back 
position, but she couldn't have cared less about breathing for the 
moment. Her only interest was that the talented tongue didn't slow 
for even a second in her teen-aged asshole.
     Above her face, Amy saw her brother fucking more easily in 
and out of Roberta's ass. The resistance of the unnatural channel 
to his huge cock had eased just enough to encourage him. Now he 
fucked the brunette's asshole as if it were a gaping cunt and not 
a virgin-tight ass entry. For all the speed and depth of his 
battering ram lunges, Roberta's ass was still terribly tight. Amy 
could see her brother's iron-hard cock bending slightly with each 
inward heave and being tugged lengthwise with each withdrawal.
     But Roberta seemed to be more excited, if anything, by Les' 
seeming disregard for her discomfort. She was jerking and shaking 
her hips with each new injection of hard cock, as if it were some 
energizing rod being shoved into a receptive cunt. Amy felt the 
older female's nipples digging against her own flesh and tasted 
the totally depraved release of hot sex creams oozing from 
Roberta's cunt.
     Again she found herself wondering if it could really be that 
good to have her own asshole so completely fucked and stretched. 
Again, she resolved that she would do her best to find out... first 
hand!
     Les' movements became jerkier, less controlled. Amy knew he 
was going to cum soon. She redoubled her tonguing of Roberta's 
creamy pussy, whipping her tongue wildly over the woman's cunt 
region. Roberta reciprocated, lubricating her fingers in Amy's 
tight cunt and working them in and out of the compressed pussy.
     Amy began shaking as she felt her own orgasm rising within 
her. The wonderfully physical sensations contributed to an 
awareness of the complete depravity of what she was finally doing. 
She was sucking off a woman while her brother fucked the woman's 
asshole. At the same time, the woman tongued her own asshole and 
sucked her teenybopper cunt!
     Roberta suddenly eased her thumb all the way into Amy's 
asshole. The teenager stiffened tensely and began rotating her 
hips wildly as Roberta was doing. One finger remained in Amy's 
cunt while the thumb was in her ass. Amy could feel the two of 
them rubbing firmly against one another, separated only by the 
thin membrane between the twin channels.
     Les slammed the full length of his prick up into Roberta's 
asshole and held it there. The brunette ground her ripe asscheeks 
hard against Les' taut abdomen. Amy reached up with her tongue and 
quickly licked her brother's balls as they leaped and humped 
within the hanging sack of wrinkled flesh. Dimly, she heard him 
groaning as he fired his load into his mistress' ass.
     Roberta screamed against Amy's upturned asscheeks and jabbed 
her finger-thumb combination in and out of the girl's twin 
openings with frantic speed. She couldn't take the intensity of it 
any more. Roberta finally sagged forward, forcing Les to follow 
her with his still spasming prick locked to the roots of her ass. 
Amy rolled down prone on her back and shivered as she felt 
Roberta's digits pulled out of her.
     But Roberta wasn't done yet.
     From somewhere within herself, Roberta found the energy to 
gather and suck on Amy's thrusting clitoral nubbin. Even as the 
lithe teenager wriggled beneath the twin weights of her brother's 
strengthless body and Roberta's sprawled form, she began to hump 
her hips towards Roberta's wonderfully knowledgeable mouth.
     Amy was gasping and fighting for breath as the sensations 
washed through her once again. This time there was an 
inevitability about the sensations. The passions rose with 
undeniable force, and she could do nothing but surrender herself 
to them... just as she was surrendering herself to Roberta's mouth.
     The brunette sucked the little blonde's clit all the harder, 
making it swell. Then she began swirling her tongue around and 
around the supersensitive nodule of flesh. A few seconds of this 
and Amy was screaming and crying with the pleasure of her own 
release.
     Amy lay back spent and puffing. She could feel the 
exhalations of Roberta's breath across her still swollen pussy 
lips. Her brother's big, emptied balls lay draped across her 
forehead, his limp cock yet locked into Roberta's ass.
     Amy wondered what could come next?
     Roberta had plans for that.



                            Chapter 9

     When Amy woke again, it was morning. The only evidence she 
had that it had not been merely a wonderful dream was the pleasant 
aching in her cunt and ass and around her thighs.
     She awoke alone in the bed, but remembered vaguely having had 
at least one... and occasionally two... pairs of arms about her during 
the night. The fact that the pairs hadn't always matched was of 
little importance.
     She didn't exactly wake up horny, but if she'd had the chance 
for a leisurely morning fuck, she'd have gone for it in a very big 
way.
     She found Roberta dressed in a light robe, sitting at the 
kitchen table, and finishing off a cup of coffee.
     Amy went to her and kissed her chastely on the cheek and then 
lasciviously on the lips. Roberta ran her hand up over Amy's bare 
torso and let her palm rest briefly over one already burgeoning 
nipple.
     "Coffee?" Roberta asked.
     "Mmmmm... yes, please."
     A minute later, the two faced each other over the table.
     "Where's Les?"
     "Had to stop in at his office for a few hours," Roberta 
answered. "Horny already?"
     "I think a little break might be a good idea," Amy answered. 
"You two are insatiable. I thought I was bad enough, but... "
     "It runs in your family," Roberta said soberly. "I was always 
a hot little piece... for boys and girls and sometimes more... "
     Amy made a mental note to ask about that more.
     "... but your brother brought out the harlot in me."
     "I envy you," Amy asserted. "Anything you want, sexually, you 
can have."
     "Well ... not quite," Amy heard the woman confess.
     "What do you mean?"
     "Guess what gets me off more than anything else?"
     "Beats me."
     "Three things," Roberta said. She counted them off on her 
fingers. "Seeing myself fuck on film or tape, two men at once  
..." Her voice trailed off.
     "You get those things, don't you?" Amy prompted.
     Roberta shrugged. "The tapes... sure. But two men... or more... at 
once is a little more difficult. Les doesn't mind making it with 
me and a woman at the same time, but he always draws the line at 
another man. Or more than one other man."
     "That's only two things," Amy said. "You told me there were 
three."
     Roberta paused, wetting her lips with the tips of her tongue, 
the same tongue that had driven Amy's taut clitoris to such 
heights the night before, the same tongue that had bored into 
Amy's tight little asshole and probed to pleasure centers 
discovered only days before.
     "There's something else, but it might turn you off."
     "Try me."
     Roberta laughed. "That's what Les said. But I should never 
have told him."
     "Why?"
     "Because now, he won't even let me visit a pet store, let 
alone own a dog ... especially a Great Dane."
     It took a moment for the meaning to sink into Amy's head... and 
then her eyes widened. "You mean... ?"
     Roberta nodded. "And how!"
     Amy shivered, a mixture of fascination, repulsion and arousal 
quaking through her. She flashed a bright mental image: Roberta on 
all fours, dark hair whipping, jaw slack, eagerly thrusting her 
luscious hips back to receive the scarlet canine cock of an 
over-anxious Great Dane.
     She refocused her attention and found Roberta looking at her 
tits. Without following the gaze, Amy knew why. The older woman 
was watching the quick blossoming of both Amy's bright pink 
nipples in response to the obscene lewdness of her thoughts.
     Still, Amy hesitated to voice her excitement. Even for her, 
there was a limit to her search for hedonistic pleasure.
     But, then, she'd thought that about other things as well... 
only to learn better, later.
     "Haven't you ever wondered what it would be like?" Roberta 
asked, eyes bright and voice breathless. She was squirming 
uncomfortably.
     "Well, I guess so," Amy admitted. It was the truth. Shortly 
after she'd gotten her first full-fledged orgasm with a hard cock 
in her tight little pussy, she'd found herself one day staring at 
a Shetland pony at the county fair and wondering what it would be 
like to have that horse cock shoved into her own body. She'd heard 
whispered rumors about the divorced mother of one of her 
classmates, a woman who kept a huge mongrel for a pet ... a 
mongrel with a lot of Dane in his blood. Even then, she'd found 
her thoughts moving to the idea of four legged fuckers.
     But as she'd matured, such fantasizing and curiosity about 
big pricks had lost most of its appeal. Sure, Amy still enjoyed 
the sensation of fullness she got from having an oversize cock 
rammed into her pussy, but she'd also found herself more than 
contented with the average and often, smaller than average, prick. 
The size, she'd learned, wasn't nearly as important as the 
utilization.
     None the less, as Roberta brought up the subject, Amy had to 
face the fact that the unnatural fucking suggested started her 
juices flowing.
     "Roberta," she blurted, "have you ever really done it with a 
dog?"
     Roberta opened her heavy lidded eyes. She had one hand hidden 
below the level of the table. She was flushed. Amy heard a small, 
wet, sucking sound and knew the brunette had been fingering 
herself.
     "Yes, of course," Roberta managed to breathe. "With a 
setter."
     The hand went back below the table.
     "It was delicious, everything I'd hoped for and more. And I 
want to try it again... and again! Only I want to try it with a big 
dog, with something like a Great Dane. And I want to have it on 
tape so I can watch myself. I love the feel of that long, skinny 
dog-prick driving up into my cunt. They move so fast, so hard! 
Ahhhhh!" she moaned, shivering.
     Her tits jiggled beneath the robe and Amy knew the brunette 
was coming. Just the idea of it turned the teenager on, knowing 
that the older woman was getting off right there, across the table 
from her, while fingering herself and remembering a dog-fucking.
     Amy struggled against the infectious lust. "But didn't it 
hurt?"
     "Hurt? Ahh! Sure, a little, but it hurt the nice way, hurt 
the way a woman likes to be hurt, by having a big prick crammed 
into her! You know what I mean?"
     Amy had to admit that, too... at least mentally.
     "And someday I want to make it with a horse, at least a pony. 
I want to feel myself stuffed with cock like never before, feel it 
stretching my pussy till I'm ready to burst, feel it jamming up 
into my cunt until it's coming out of my mouth... AHHHHH!"
     Roberta screamed, shook and tensed... and then limpened. Her 
flush faded slowly as she relaxed. She brought her hand up to her 
lips and sucked her fingers clean of her own sex cream, obviously 
savoring the taste.
     Amy fought to conceal her feelings... and failed. At least the 
negative ones showed.
     Roberta spotted it. "Don't knock it till you've tried it, 
baby," she breathed. Then she brightened. "Hey! You ever been 
fist-fucked?"
     "B-been what?"
     "Fist-fucked. Had a hand shoved into you."
     Amy shook her head.
     "Hmmm. Well, listen, I have to stop back at my place for a 
little while, so you stay here and watch some tapes. You'll learn 
about fist-fucking... "
     "Wouldn't that hurt?"
     Roberta laughed.
     Amy was skeptical.
     "Anyhow, watch the tapes. You'll learn about it. I don't 
think you'd be able to try it for a while, anyhow, but look at the 
tapes. There are all sorts of interesting things on them."
     The two set about clearing the table, and Roberta got 
dressed. Just before she left, Amy stopped her. "Roberta?"
     "Yes?"
     "Did my brother say anything about last night?"
     Roberta smiled. "Yes, he sure did. He said he wished he 
hadn't waited to do it for so long. And he wished he had not been 
so hung up." Roberta kissed her brightly on the check. "Who knows? 
Maybe you've made a contribution to opening your brother's eyes to 
more things than you can possibly imagine!"
     Amy wondered... with reason... whether there was more to the 
speculative statement than met her ears.
     Roberta left. Amy was, at first, a bit hesitant about looking 
at the videocassette tapes. She knew whatever they showed would 
turn her on still more. And she knew that if she was turned on to 
them, she'd be less inclined to oppose trying what she saw.
     Once again, the screen flickered salt and pepper and then 
showed a vivid scene. This tape began with some stag films. The 
first was of a woman enjoying two men at once. Any had wondered 
about the sheer logistics of such antics, but her questions had 
been answered in that respect. She saw the woman... a big-breasted 
blonde... crouch over one man and lower herself on his upstanding 
prick. She bobbed her hips up and down with obvious relish while 
the man sucked her tits.
     Then a second man appeared. The woman tilted her head up to 
suck his cock for a few minutes before he arranged himself on his 
knees between the two pairs of legs. For another minute or so, the 
two men awkwardly took turns alternating their pricks in her cunt.
     But then the second man pulled his cunt-lubricated dick out 
of the woman's hairy pussy and pushed it against her ass. Within 
seconds, the full length of his cock was buried in her asshole, 
and the two men were simultaneously fucking her, front and back. 
Amy was turned on, remembering what it was like to have a long, 
hard prick fucking her ass while another thick cock fucked her 
pussy. She found that almost despite herself, she was squirming 
herself down hard on her seat, rubbing and massaging her cunt and 
clit and encouraging the juicy flow.
     The scene was completed as the men withdrew their members and 
spurted their creamy juices on her ass and thighs. Amy was 
slightly brought down by this. She liked to have a man getting off 
inside her. That turned her on almost as much as anything else 
that might be done with her.
     Another film began. What was happening was all too clear.
     Amy watched, fascinated, half-mesmerized, as a girl frolicked 
onto the screen... followed by a huge dog. He looked to be part 
Great Dane, perhaps Dalmatian. He was big. The girl petted and 
rubbed him and then lay back, legs spread. She pulled up her 
nightgown and guided the dog's muzzle between her legs.
     Once he got the scent, he knew what was called for.
     Amy watched, half-horrified and half-aroused, as the dog 
began licking the girl's cunt. The girl enjoyed it. The muscles of 
her legs tensed and her toes curled. Amy watched the actress hump 
her hips upward, opening her legs wider. The woman's nipples had 
hardened and spiked against the fabric of the nightgown. Amy 
licked her dry lips and wondered just how far the film would go.
     The woman rolled over and assumed a position on hands and 
knees, hiking her ass high into the air. The dog immediately 
resumed his licking and nuzzling. The camera cut to a shot of the 
dog's loins. His cock was out and hard, throbbing eagerly.
     Now the woman reached behind to run her hand over the dog's 
body. Her fingers encircled the skinny prick, moving in a 
masturbatory manner over its length.
     Amy was completely caught up in what she was seeing. One hand 
had come up to cup and fondle her breasts and nipples. The other 
hand had slipped down to the inviting pussy at the apex of her 
thighs and was palming her downy cunt until the juices flowed.
     The woman urged the dog forward. His front legs straddled 
her, his hind legs slipped in between her knees. The camera panned 
in closer ...
     Amy gaped as she watched the dog cock slide quickly home in 
the woman's furry cunt. The dog didn't fuck at all the way a man 
would. It was pure animal lust, his loins ramming forward, fucking 
the skinny cock in and out of the willing woman with blurring 
speed. The camera shifted to various angles. Amy watched as the 
dog's loins heaved forward, as his balls banged back and forth 
between his legs and against the woman's cunt mound.
     The woman let herself rest on her chest and shoulders, 
freeing her hands. She worked one back to massage her clitoris 
while the other managed to get under her tits. The woman's eyes 
closed. Soon, she was screwing her ass madly backwards, meeting 
each furry-loined thrust with her gleaming, pale asscheeks. Beads 
of perspiration sheened on her flesh. Amy knew the woman was 
working hard for her illicit pleasures, but she was being 
rewarded.
     Suddenly, the woman managed to free herself from the dog. She 
knelt up and again used her hand to guide the huge animal. This 
time the skinny prick shafted home into her ass!
     Amy froze, staring in shock and wonder. Being fucked up the 
ass by a dog?!!? Yet even as she watched, the woman seemed for all 
the world to be enjoying it... to be actually getting off on the 
canine ass-fucking!
     The fucking movement became still faster. Amy watched, 
enthralled, as the dog's balls jumped. The dog's powerful flanks 
rippled as he jabbed his prick into the woman's ass.
     The woman jerked forward, quickly replacing her anal grip on 
the dog cock with her fingers. She finished the dog manually, 
letting his stringy spurts of sperm stick on her shining, 
asscheeks for all the world to see through the camera's unwavering 
eye.
     Amy thought that would be the end of it, but it wasn't. The 
screen suddenly showed the woman licking at the dog's cock and 
balls. His prick quickly reappeared from its sheath, and she 
eagerly sucked it into her pursed lips. It didn't take long for 
the dog to cum in that way. The dog wasn't prepared for her 
talented cock-sucking!
     When the next film blossomed onto the screen, it was a few 
moments before Amy realized the implication of the opening scenes. 
Two voluptuous and beautiful young women, absolutely naked were 
riding barebacked on a single huge stallion. Then the caressing of 
the horse began. They fondled the horse's belly and thighs. The 
horse's gigantic cock grew larger as they centered their 
attentions there. They licked and sucked his cock, trying vainly 
to get the enormous tip of it into their mouths. And finally, one 
of the women spread herself face down over a convenient tree stump 
and raised her dripping, shaved cunt to the proper level for the 
astonishing act. The second woman... 
     But it was unseen by Amy because by that time, she was 
writhing blindly on the floor, fucking her fingers in and out of 
her cunt madly. Her free hand flew from her breasts to her 
clitoris and back again as she whacked herself off again and again 
and again.
     She passed out with the demanding intensity of her 
self-induced orgasms. She didn't know until much later what time 
had passed during her unconsciousness.
     But the oversexed teenager slowly awakened to the twin sounds 
of the static crackling from the television screen. The tape had 
long ago ended. She heard the door locks opening.
     Amy scrambled to her feet and tried to reach the 
videocassette deck, but she didn't make it. Her brother found his 
"little" sister naked, still flushed and smelling of sex as he 
closed the apartment door behind her.
     Amy tried to be cheerful and nonchalant about the whole 
thing, but the long look on her brother's face ended any hope of a 
casual "forget it" closing the episode. She wasn't sure whether 
his expression was one of anger or lust.
     He stalked towards her, eyes fixed on her.



                            Chapter 10

     "What were you doing?" he demanded, as if he didn't know damn 
good and well exactly what she'd been doing.
     "Uh, well, I, er, I was ohhhh, sort of, uh, you know, uh, I 
was... "
     But Les was already beside the videocassette deck, shutting 
it off and noting which tape she'd been watching. He turned back 
to her, his eyes taking in her luscious overgrown tits, her taut 
belly and her fringed cunt.
     The front of his pants was a tent supported by the bulge of 
his rigid cock. Even in her confused fear, Amy found herself 
noting his prick and involuntarily recalling what it was like to 
have that same cock jammed into her. Her pussy began secreting 
anew. Her nipples blossomed once again. Her firm young, tits rose 
and fell.
     "You're a regular little nympho, aren't you?" he growled.
     Amy was too frightened to respond in any way.
     "You love cock... and cunt, too, don't you?" he continued, 
slowly stalking towards her.
     Amy swallowed noisily. He was frightening her, but he was 
turning her on, as well.
     "How long have you been fucking around, little sister?" he 
snarled, putting heavy sarcasm into the last two words. "A year? 
Two years? As soon as those tits of yours started showing up... or 
even sooner?"
     Amy took a step backwards. Les' face was flushed and his eyes 
had narrowed to slits.
     "Who won't you fuck, little sister? Or should I ask what 
won't you fuck?" He kept advancing on her. "You've probably fucked 
every cock and half the cunts back home. You fucked your own big 
brother and sucked off his girlfriend. What about your other 
brother? Ever fuck him?"
     Amy shook her head. "No," she managed to croak, retreating 
still more.
     "No? How'd you miss him? Certainly not scruples?" Les 
suddenly reached out with one hand. Amy tried to turn away, but he 
was too fast. He caught her forearm and forced her to face him, 
tits heaving and swelling invitingly.
     "And Dad? Have you fucked Dad yet?" he demanded.
"N-no," she protested. "No, of course not... "
     "But you'd like to, wouldn't you?" he hissed. He brought his 
face up and covered her left tit. "You would like to ..." he 
repeated, and slowly tightened his fingers in the soft mound of 
flesh until she winced against the pain.
     Amy shook her head violently from side to side. "Les, you're=8B
=8Byou're hurting me," she said.
     He laughed hideously but released her breast.
     Now his hand slid down over her belly to her cunt.
     "You'll fuck anything. I know what was on that tape... the same 
perverted stuff Roberta loves to watch ... that she'd love to try. 
Fucking dogs and horses. You're the same way, aren't you? Birds of 
a feather?"
     His hand was between her thighs, his fingers forcing their 
way up into her constricted, but thoroughly lubricated young cunt. 
She winced at the first insertion, at the rough stretching, but 
then the pain was gone. Only the sensation of pleasure remained.
     "You're sopping wet," he accused. "Uh-huh... soaked. You're 
turned on by what you saw, what I'm saying... and what you want from 
me." He twisted the fingers locked inside her, forcing her legs 
wider apart. Her knees bent, and Amy dropped before him until he 
had to remove his digits.
     But then she was kneeling before her brother, and the big 
bulge of his hardened prick was directly before her eyes.
     "Go ahead," he told her, his voice quiet and calm and 
commanding.
     She hesitated.
     "Getting selective all of a sudden?" he jibed. "Or are you 
beyond fucking human males?" As he spoke, he rested his hand on 
top of her head, running his fingers through her hair and drying 
his hand of her juices.
     "N-no," she began, intending to say more as she struggled to 
contain her excitement. There it was, right before her eyes, just 
what she'd been craving! He was right about her, so right it hurt, 
but she was afraid to let him know it.
     "Take it out, cunty little sister," he ordered. "Take it out 
and pay homage to the god you worship! Take it out!" His fingers 
tightened in her hair, tugging at it until it hurt. There was a 
clear promise of more pain to come.
     Amy raised her trembling fingers to his waist and undid the 
wide leather belt. He was naked underneath. As soon as she opened 
his zipper and his trousers fell, the full length of his huge cock 
sprang free and struck her under the chin forcefully.
     "Kiss it," he hissed.
     Amy pursed her lips and kissed his cock.
     His prick throbbed more powerfully as his little sister, whom 
he'd thought so virginal and innocent, kissed the head of his 
cock.
     "Lick it," he said. "Kiss it and lick it and suck it and eat 
it! Eat it! Eat my fucking cock!"
     Amy opened her mouth and toiled over the length of his prick, 
twirling her tongue about the bulbous, purple cocktip, taking the 
head and as much of the shaft as she could into her mouth.
     The heat of his cock contributed to her own lust.
     Amy ran her hands up over her brother's powerful thighs, all 
the time bobbing her head back and forth over his cock. She loved 
the taste of it, the feel of it, and the heat of it. The 
sensations seemed to transmit themselves all through the pleasure 
centers of her body: her tits and nipples, her clitoris and cunt, 
her thighs and ass. She was out of control, unable to stop 
herself. She trailed her fingers lightly over his prick as she 
concentrated her mouth work on the cockhead. She reached around 
his hips to pull him faster to her face.
     But Les was having none of this. His fingers were still in 
her hair. He jerked her head back from him, then forced her to 
look up past the towering derrick of his cock and into his face.
     "I run the show," he snapped angrily, "and you do what I 
want! You've been bad... very bad... and if you want to be forgiven, 
you'll submit to what I want, understand?"
     "Y-yes, Les," she stammered.
     By her hair, her face was dragged back to his prick. She 
opened her mouth and let him thrust his cockhead and part of the 
shaft inside. Then she clamped her lips about it. Her cheeks 
concaved as she sucked on his prick. The sound of her throat 
working filled the room.
     He ground his hips at her, forcing his cock into her mouth 
until the thick head was against the back of her throat. She 
started to gag.
     He was using her, she knew. She couldn't stop him... or at 
least, didn't want to. She was totally beyond her own control in 
every way.
     But she'd let herself into it, willingly, if tacitly, and she 
was loving every second of it.
     "Suck it, you little bitch," he growled, "suck it like you've 
never sucked a cock before and maybe, just maybe, I'll fuck your 
hot little cunt! But only if you're a good little cocksucker!"
     Good little cocksucker, good little cocksucker ... It echoed 
through her mind, became half of the goal of her existence for the 
moment. To be a good little cocksucker, what could be finer?
     Nothing... except the promised reward of being royally fucked 
by her big brother's big brotherly cock!
     Amy bore down all the harder, trying to increase the suction 
and the pleasure she was giving the hard, thick cock that rammed 
into her face. She let her fingernails lightly, tantalizingly, 
skim across the wrinkled underside of his scrotum and was 
encouraged by the abrupt additional throb of hot blood coursing 
through the heavy prick.
     Everything else fell away from awareness except the long 
shaft of cock receding into a distant bush of wiry cock hair. Her 
senses were filled as was her mouth and as she hoped her pussy 
would be. Amy felt herself given over to the pleasure of her 
submission, found a sexual satisfaction in the total surrender of 
herself to the brutal use... or abuse... to which she was being 
subjected by her brother.
     He heaved his hips forward, driving his cock past the 
constricted curve at the top of her throat and down into Amy's 
gullet. Panic struck. Her throat muscles constricted, contracted, 
rippled in a vain attempt to expel the oversized morsel of cock. 
But Les held her there, impaled facially upon his prick, twisting 
his hips from side to side.
     "Fingerfuck yourself!" he growled at her. "Do it and I'll let 
you breathe!"
     Amy responded with quick obedience, knowing that if she truly 
wanted to force him to free her, she had only to close her fingers 
on his balls or bite down with her teeth on his cock. She was 
anything but helpless, and had not been from the moment this had 
begun.
     She forced her index finger up into the lust contracted 
sheath of her adolescent pussy and almost came immediately. She 
was so tight! Straining, she pushed a second finger in alongside 
and then began fucking herself with two digits while massaging her 
clitoris with her thumb and the heel of her hand.
     Les reached down with one hand and fondled her swollen, 
outthrust tits, tweaking and rolling the stiffened spikes of her 
nipples gently. Slowly, he withdrew his prick, pulling it's 
massive head out of her straining throat.
     Amy groaned with pleasure as he continued dragging her face 
back and forth over his cock while caressing and squeezing her 
tits. She fingered her own cunt.
     Suddenly, he withdrew his prick totally from her lips. "Beg 
for it."
     "Please... p-please f-fuck me, fuck me please. I need it so 
baaaaad ..." she groaned and stammered, caught up in her frenzy.
     "Then we do it the way I want it... understand cocksucker?"
     "Yes, yes," she answered breathily, bobbing her head like a 
broken doll's. Amy knelt, thighs wide, with one hand working 
feverishly at her cunt.
     "Alright, then, little bitch," Les condescended imperiously. 
"Crawl after me on your hands and knees like a bitch!"
     Babbling semi-coherent nonsense that somehow meant she wanted 
what he'd promised, Amy did as she was told, crawling on hands and 
knees behind her brother's half-naked form. Her sweet little 
delight of an ass was perched high and waggled behind her as she 
scurried along. Her tits swung beneath her from side to side, firm 
and weighty with their curves.
     Her cunt was drooling. It was exposed between her legs as she 
crawled, and each movement of her long, sleek gains caused her 
swollen pussy to be rubbed and compressed, sending additional 
chills of lust heat through her nubile young form.
     She reached the bedroom, seconds behind her brother, and 
found him already stripped and sprawled on the bed. The 
water-filled mattress still undulated gently beneath him.
     His cock towered above his loins like some Federal monument 
to sex.
     "Up here, bitch," he said, patting the bed beside him. "Up!"
     Since up was where the cock was and cock was what she wanted 
more than anything else in the world at that moment, Amy upped.
     "Suck it," he ordered.
     She looked up at him, anger and hurt in her face. Hadn't he 
promised that... 
     The look in his eyes stopped her protest. The hand at the 
back of her neck forcing her head inexorably down towards his 
prick helped, too.
     Amy sucked. She prepared to give her brother the greatest 
head he'd ever gotten, so good he'd be afraid of blowing his load 
too soon and cutting short his command performance.
     Opening her mouth until it felt as if her jaws would crack, 
Amy reached out with her nimble tongue and slowly twirled it 
around the head of his ferociously erected prick.
     Les jerked on the bed beneath her, his prick expanding still 
more in response.
     Slowly, Amy lowered her face until her lips were a cowl 
fitting over the bulging cock. She let her breath superheat the 
already purpled flesh without ever missing a beat in her tongue 
work.
     "Suck it," Les groaned, almost a plea in his tone.
     Still acting slowly, she let her lips fasten in the ring just 
behind the helmet head of his prick. Her mouth filled with saliva. 
Amy began sucking and swirling the hot moisture around her 
brother's big cock.
     Within moments, Les was jabbing his hips up at her as his 
hand forced her face down. His prick was driving up into her open 
mouth, the head slipping down her throat and then withdrawing.
     Amy's fingers were busy, caressing the insides of his taut 
thighs and the underside of his balls. She knew by the pulsing of 
his prick and the nervous jerking of his balls that he wouldn't 
last much longer under this kind of treatment.
     Suddenly he pulled her face off his prick. "Sit on it," he 
gasped. "Climb on top and sit on that fucking cock, bitch!"
     Amy was only too eager. She lifted her leg and was about to 
position herself when Les suddenly gripped her lithe, slender hips 
in his big powerful hands and stopped her.
     "No... face the other way," he instructed her.
     Amy hurriedly did as told... without ever releasing her grip on 
the rigid, pulsing bar of iron-hard cock beneath her. A moment 
later, and she was again straddling her brother's powerful thighs. 
Crouching like a baseball catcher, Amy bent over as far as she 
dared without losing her balance and watched what she did.
     She spread the lips of her pussy with the fingers of one hand 
and guided the huge head of Les' prick to her small cunt with the 
other hand.
     She felt the big cockhead press against the constricted 
opening and groaned with anticipation and pleasure. His meat was 
so wonderfully fucking big.
     She let her hips down an inch, then another. The cockhead 
popped into her pussy. This was what she'd wanted! His cock was 
stretching her smooth young pussy almost unbearably, forcing wide 
the walls of the sheath beyond. For a moment, she did nothing more 
than hover above him, slowly rotating her hips like the clockwork 
action of a fine watch, first this way, then the other, feeling 
his stiff prick twist and chafe within her. The stretching was so 
great that her pussy lips were pulled tightly against the 
sensitive sides of her clitoris, and she almost came right then 
and there.
     But Amy held off, drawing out the moment as long as she 
could. Her brother's hands were tightening spastically on her 
hips, and she knew that the pleasure was excruciating to him. 
She'd paid him her dues, and she was now going to reap her reward=8B
=8Bin pleasure!
     Finally, though, she began to let herself down. She slid 
down, slowly impaling herself on the fleshy spit of her brother's 
pulsating prick, feeling that huge head probe up farther and 
farther into her tautly indrawn young belly. She groaned as she 
felt all the bumps and twists slide between the nerve-covered 
inner walls of her labia and cunt.
     Finally, she struck bottom, the coarse hair of Les' thick 
pubic mat grinding with pleasant, long anticipated friction, 
against the widely stretched lips of her barely pubescent pussy. 
Her clitoris was pressed tightly against the broad back of the 
thick, fleshy cock.
     Amy let her head loll back. She felt as if his cockhead had 
reached all the way up into her belly, pushing all of her internal 
organs aside and literally filling her with its primal maleness.
     Les reached out and covered her tits with his big hands. His 
fingers tightened on the masses of soft flesh, and Amy felt a 
flash of chill rush through her. Her cunt tightened spasmodically 
on her brother's wonderfully filling prick, and Les groaned 
loudly.
     Finally, Amy began to work her slender hips up and down on 
her brother's cock. She put both hands on Les' muscular chest for 
balance and began fucking. Inch by inch, the big cock reappeared 
from the tautly stretched lips of the nearly hairless little cunt 
until just the cocktip was still delightfully trapped in her 
constricted cunt. She let her hips hover there for a moment, 
working them back and forth like a clockwork spring. Then she used 
her brother's mammoth shaft to apply pressure to her asshole and 
clitoris.
     And then, she slowly slithered her salivating pussy back down 
on Les' cock.
     She was now in control. The tiniest of muscle tensings and 
the hulking, handsome, suave man beneath her would writhe with an 
agonized desire and cringe with the need for release. She kept at 
it until she knew her own orgasmic explosion was only moments 
away. She was aware that when her cunt went into its mad dance of 
ecstasy, there was no way it could fail to milk the steamy white 
cum out of her brother's huge prick and balls. 
     Amy felt the welcome tingling begin somewhere in the region 
of her well-stuffed cunt. It spread, encompassing the tiny pink 
pinhole of her ass. She tried to keep her cunt under control, but 
she knew her control was slipping and Les was responding. Beneath 
her, Les' hands had fallen away from her hanging tit masses. His 
lean, athletic hips lunged and bucked.
     "Hold still!" she hissed at him, suddenly freezing in 
midstroke. "Hold still or I'll climb off!"
     She watched her brother's teeth sink into his lowerlip as he 
fought to hold his muscles in check. Satisfied, Amy resumed her 
slow fucking of her cunt up and down her brother's cock. Then 
suddenly she let her hips go berserk. She ratched up and down with 
blurring speed as the full rush of coming hit her.
     She felt her brother's cock swelling to even greater 
proportions, felt the spasms of juice traveling the underside of 
his cock, and felt the first great wrenching heave of his cum slam 
into her with perceptible force. He came again and again, his cock 
vomiting the stuff into her. Les was otherwise completely limp 
beneath her.
     A strange, rasping sound escaped his lips. He loosed the last 
of his load into her... all at once. It was like a rupturing had 
occurred. Amy felt herself suddenly filled with his slimy scum, so 
thoroughly stuffed with it that it almost seemed to be backing up 
inside her tightly packed pussy.
     They finally stopped, and Amy collapsed weakly on top of her 
brother's form. Oddly, his breathing was slow and easy, as if he'd 
done nothing tiring. His arms came up to limply embrace her, and 
Amy was suddenly afraid. "Les?" she gasped breathlessly. "Les, are 
you alright?"
     "I'm so high," he whispered, barely a breath of sound. "I'm 
so damned high ... never ... like that before ..."
     Satisfied, if bewildered, Amy surrendered herself to her own 
exhaustion and dozed atop him, tits crushed against his chest and 
pussy still tightly clutching the dwindling... though still massive 
brotherly cock.



                            Chapter 11

     "E-easy," Roberta moaned into the pillow. "Go easy... ahhh! 
Yes! Yes! Dammit, yes!"
     Amy lay on her back beneath her brother's legs, eagerly 
tonguing the massy weight of his balls. She let her pink, vixenish 
mouth trill upwards to follow a wonderful vein running over the 
underside of his thick cock.
     And Roberta... Roberta was on her knees, but lay with her face 
and shoulders and beautiful, firm little tits pressed down flat on 
the mattress and pillow. Her ripe ass was perched high in the air, 
the hairy cunt was peeking out between her widespread thighs.
     "Ahhh... damn, damn, damn," she groaned throatily.
     Amy was lying with her feet between her brother's. She wasn't 
getting any attention paid to her own copiously secreting little 
cunt, but she didn't mind. She'd chosen it this way. Otherwise, 
she wouldn't have been able to twist her head and watch what was 
happening.
     "Just a little more," Les rasped.
     "Take it easy," Roberta hissed back. "But hurry!"
     Les was about to complete the insertion of his hand into 
Roberta's voracious cunt.
     Amy wanted to watch a real live in-the-flesh... in more ways 
than one... fist fucking.
     "Now," Roberta groaned. "Now... hurry! NOW!"
     "Alright, baby," Les growled back at her. "Here... it... COMES!"
     He thrust his arm forward. His entire hand slipped slowly 
into the brunette's hungry cunt, right up to the wrist.
     Roberta's thighs shook and threatened to give way. She 
screamed into the pillow. Amy couldn't tell if it was pain or 
pleasure, then decided that in Roberta's case the two couldn't be 
far apart.
     She steadied, then called back. "Just hold it a minute; don't 
move," she pleaded. Les complied, and Amy all but forgot about the 
licking and sucking of her brother's big, hairy balls in her 
fascination with what she was seeing.
     Roberta was evidently becoming accustomed to the awesome 
stretching because, within a few seconds, she was tentatively 
rotating her hips, pushing her cunt hesitantly back and forth.
     Amy could hardly believe it. She couldn't imagine what it 
would be like to have anything that size up inside her own 
constricted teenaged pussy. Yet even as she watched, Roberta's 
movements became more eager.
     "Ream me out!" the brunette hissed. "I'm dying for it!"
     Les eagerly began ramming his hand back and forth inside 
Roberta's cunt. His hand went in up to the forearm before he began 
withdrawing it. Roberta thrust her hips back and up to meet the 
surging hand.
     "Give me a fist!" she whined.
     Amy heard her brother grunt as she reached up with her tongue 
and flickered it over his balls. Her hand came up to grip his 
hugely erected prick and slowly begin jerking on it. She could see 
the muscles of Les' arm tense as he struggled to comply with 
Roberta's wish, fighting the incredible elastic tightness of even 
the brunette's well-used or abused... cunt.
     But then he was twisting his arm back and forth, literally 
reaming Roberta's cunt. Amy could tell from his prick jerks and 
ball jumps that Les was going to shoot soon. And Roberta seemed 
positively intent on exploding with pleasure.
     "Now, Berta?" Les queried.
     "Almost... almost... " Roberta gasped. Her hips went wild, 
gyrating crazily around the cunt reaming forearm and fist of the 
big man.
     "Get my guts," Roberta groaned, shuddering and heaving, tits 
dancing tautly beneath him she came, flowing all over her lover's 
impaling arm.
     The first spurts of hot cum shot out of Les' prick. Amy 
quickly shifted to cover the head of Les' cock with her mouth, 
regretting the loss of the view of her lover's final convulsive 
orgasm, but even more loathe to miss the chance to drink her 
brother's ball syrup. Her fist slid up and down over his cock as 
she sucked and milked his prick for all she could get.
     Roberta suddenly screamed. Amy jerked her mouth away from 
Les' cock to see.
     Les was withdrawing his hand from the brunette's cunt, but 
keeping his fist clenched. Amy stared, shocked and amazed, at the 
stretching of Roberta's cunt. She was fascinated by the writhing 
ecstasy evident in the woman from the abuse. Was it possible that 
she could achieve the same thing ...?
     Roberta convulsed a last time, then fell forward and flopped 
about like a beached fish. Les sagged above Amy, cock still 
drooling.
     Amy was left to her fingers. She whacked off again and again, 
until her wriggles and groans roused Roberta. The older female 
slowly and languorously arranged herself in a '69' to the nubile 
teen.
     Amy gasped and moaned with pleasure as Roberta sucked and 
licked her cunt and clit, then arched up as the brunette 
penetrated her cunt with first one, then two, then three fingers.
     At first, it was a strain, but Amy began to acclimate herself 
to the stretching.
     Les stirred. "What the fuck... " he groaned. And then stopped, 
silently watching as Roberta struggled, with Amy's willing 
cooperation, to work a fourth finger into the almost bald pussy.
     "Hey, that won't work," he said in a worried tone. "She's too 
tight for it."
     "Pussy will stretch a mile," Roberta grunted. "You told me 
yourself."
     "Hey, Berta... she's just a kid!" he insisted.
     Amy answered that... silently. She led her brother's hand to 
her tit and pressed it against the stiff spike of her nipple.
     He yanked his hand away. "Stop, dammit!" he snapped. "Before 
someone gets hurt!"
     "But I want it! " Amy protested. "I want to have... "
     Les understood then... suddenly, in a flash, he saw what had 
happened. "Why, Roberta?"
     "Why what?"
     "Why did you do this... this manipulation. You used my sister. 
Now tell me why?"
     Roberta's smile betrayed her. "Because you're so damned hung 
up."
     "Wh-what?"
     "You heard me. I figured if I could break down some of your 
inhibitions about yourself, you might cut down the rest on your 
own... the ones concerning me."
     "Like what?"
     "Like all those things I want to do, but you won't let me, 
that's what."
     "You mean the dogs and horses and getting gang-banged and all 
the perverted stuff like that?" Les' tone was incredulous and 
angry. "Don't I let you... "
     "None of those things are as perverted as fucking your own 
kid sister, are they?" Roberta demanded.
     His kid sister writhed in desperate craving for her release 
beside them.
     Les was confounded by the question. "We... well... if they are 
all that important to you, why don't you just go do them?"
     "Because I want you, too. I want all of it, and I don't see 
any reason why I shouldn't have you and the rest!"
     Frantically, Amy climbed onto her knees and shuffled to where 
her brother knelt on the bed. She quickly arranged herself on her 
back, legs wrapping around his waist, and slowly pulled herself 
towards him. His cock was hard, despite his anger, and she aimed 
at it with her open, wet pussy.
     "What makes me so damn important?" he demanded.
     Amy's cunt was inches from the tip of his prick. She used her 
trembling fingers to guide it downward.
     "Because I love you, that's what!" Roberta shrieked as Amy's 
wet cunt made contact with her brother's cock.
     "Fuck me, please fuck me," she moaned, opening her mouth like 
her pussy. "Please... please... please... "
     "But you said you thought love was romantic bullshit!" Les 
accused. "There was only sex and compatibility!"
     "I fucking lied!" Roberta yelled.
     "Fuck me!" Amy gasped, managing to work herself forward until 
half of her brother's prick was in her pussy. She had to content 
herself with that and began driving her hips back and forth.
     Les' breathing was becoming labored.
     "Lying bitch," Les muttered. He glanced at his sister. "Now 
what do we do with her?" he demanded.
     "Do what she asks," Roberta said. "Fuck her." The brunette 
crouched, straddling Amy's face with her furry pussy.
     "But I mean after this, Look at her... a fucking nymphomaniac!"
     Roberta giggled and moaned as Amy sucked her cunt lips 
eagerly. "Why, send her back home. You've got a little brother. 
And just think of what she can teach all those poor, healthy, 
horny, all-American hicks back in your home town!"
     "Oh, jeez, yes," he groaned, filling Amy's cunt and feeling 
it suck on his cock. "And my kid brother, and maybe her 
classmates, and I guess even Dad and ..."
     He suddenly realized that the list was endless and there was 
no point in naming it anyhow.
     Besides, Amy was coming and he wanted to give full attention 
to the wonderful sensations her convulsing cunt was affording his 
prick.



                              The End