The onset of puberty invariably brings with it the dawning awareness of sexuality, of a child's inherent masculinity or feminity, and the struggle to put that sexuality into proper perspective.
For some, the transition occurs with relative ease. For others the change is marked by tension and anxiety, and a growing awareness that their world is changing much faster than they would like.
For the young farm girl in this book the initiation into the world of sexuality is full of frustration and fear. Eager to explore the bounds of her femininity, she becomes a victim of many uncaring people, until finally, she learns the power she holds over the men in her life.
SISTER'S FIVE-WAY SUCK-the story of a young girl's struggle to make her own, very personal transition into adulthood. Her story is a reminder of the pitfalls standing in the way of those growing up. It is a lesson for society.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
Carol Hinton looked at her naked body in the mirror. She saw blossoming, round tits, capped by pink nipples. Her waist was slim and her hips flared. And, at the center of her thighs, there was the silky patch of her hairy pussy.
There could be no doubt that Carol was no longer just a girl. She was becoming a woman.
The change in her appearance was especially striking to Carol because she was the only female in the family. Living on a farm with five older brothers and her dad left her without the feminine guidance that someone her age would have normally had. Perhaps if her mother hadn't died Carol would have taken her developing body more in stride. As it was, she was on her own when it came to growing into a woman.
It wasn't just the physical part that Carol had to deal with, either. There were also the feelings that went along with being her age. Feelings that were increasingly hot and steamy.
Like now.
"God, I turn myself on when I see myself naked like this," Carol sighed, massaging her tits so her nipples stiffened. "I wonder, if a boy walked in right now, if he'd be turned on, too."
Carol started imagining that she had been discovered in the nude by someone of the opposite sex. It was a fantasy she often had.
"Why, hello there," she crooned to the imaginary intruder. "Like what you see?"
She held her tits up for inspection. The nipples stuck out with arousal.
"Oh, yes," she sighed. "You definitely like me. I can tell. You shouldn't wear such tight jeans if you don't want a girl to know that she's got your number."
Now she dropped her hands below her waist. In some ways this was the part of her fantasy she enjoyed the most. Fingering her cunt, she slowly stretched her pussy lips open so her invisible admirer could get a good look at the moist treasure between her legs. It made her feel spectacularly beautiful.
"See how wet I am for you?" Carol purred. "My pussy's just aching for your big cock inside it. Will you fuck me?"
The answer Carol always heard in her fantasy was: "Yes."
This was where the real action came in. Though Carol didn't have a real male in her room, she did have the means to get fucked. If it wasn't an actual flesh-and-blood cock, it would do until one came along.
Answering an ad from the back pages of one of her brother's skin magazines, Carol had secretly sent away for a ten-inch dildo. She kept it hidden, under her panties, in the dresser drawer. Now she got it out, stroking it lovingly.
"Oooooh, I love your prick," she told her make-believe lover as she fondled the plastic cock. "Want to suck it, get it nice and hot, before you put it in my cunt and fuck me."
Although Carol had never been with a real man, she knew how to give a deep-throating blowjob. Constant practice with the dildo had seen to that. And now she took the artificial hard-ort in her mouth, slurping down inch after inch of the lifelike vinyl, until she had swallowed the whole thing.
Then Carol slid her lips up and down the shaft, turning on the oral suction. The only thing she couldn't do to the dildo was make it come in her mouth.
After several minutes of nonstop cocksucking, Carol released the dildo. It glistened from its head to its root with her spit.
"If you're not ready to fuck me now," she said to her imaginary stud, "You never will be."
Carol went to bed, positioning herself so she could see her reflection in the mirror. At first her knees were up and together. Then she gradually parted them until her cunt yawned. She was so hot that excess pussy juice leaked into the crack of her ass.
"Cock," Carol moaned. "I need cock in my cunt soooo bad."
She had the dildo poised between her spread legs. Now she slipped its head into her open fuckslit. Her damp pussy squished as it took inch after inch of makeshift prick. Quickly, the dildo was totally imbedded.
Carol began rolling her hips and wiggling her ass as she pumped the dildo in her cunt.
"Ooooh!" she cried. "That's it. This is the way I want to feel. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."
She slid the dildo back and forth in her spasming pussy. The friction quickly had her writhing.
"I'm gonna come," she gasped.
Carol climaxed on the spot, driving the dildo as deep into her orgasmic pussy as it could go. Then she twisted the makeshift hard-on around inside her until she couldn't stand the pleasure anymore.
"Mmmmm, that was super," she whimpered, after easing up on the pressure between her legs. "I came so hard. God, I love getting fucked."
She rested for awhile, then started in on herself again. When she was really horny, Carol could fuck herself to a half-dozen orgasms. And this seemed to be one of those nights.
"Just can't get enough cock in my cunt," she groaned while she rammed the dildo into her pussy. "Want to come and come and come . . . ahhhhh, just like this."
She was climaxing once more, her eyes trained on the mirror as the pumping dildo tugged her pussy lips in and out of her gash. The spectacle of her cunt getting fucked was all that mattered to her, blotting out the rest of her surroundings.
She should have been more careful.
Unnoticed by Carol, in her orgasmic frenzy, the door to her room had been quietly opened. She was being watched as she fucked herself.
The intruder hadn't expected anything like this. His reason for entering Carol's room had been completely innocent. However, once he saw what was going on, his stiffening prick immediately started doing his thinking for him.
In his mind he knew the right thing to do was leave. But the pull between his legs was a much stronger force than his conscience. So he remained at the doorway, with a hard-on throbbing in his jeans.
Meanwhile, Carol had just finished coming for the second time. She started to relax. And that's when she heard the hard breathing from behind her.
Her head automatically turned. And that's when she realized she was not alone.
"Tom!" she blurted her brother's name. Then she stammered: "Wh . . . what are you doing here?"
"Watching you, Sis," her leering brother replied. "It's some show."
Carol removed the dildo from her cunt, pushing it under the pillow.
"Can't a girl have any privacy?" she weakly protested.
"Something tells me you wouldn't mind some company if it was the right kind," Tom chuckled.
"What do you mean?" Carol choked.
"This," Tom said, unzipping his jeans.
Out came his cock. It was long and stiff and huge as it throbbed in his hand.
Her brother's hard-on was the first one Carol had ever seen in the flesh. Her reaction to it left her breathless with desire. But she wasn't ready to admit it yet.
"Go away. Leave me alone," she pleaded with Tom as he dropped his pants and shorts, stripping from the waist down.
"No," he firmly answered. "I've seen too much already. I know what you need, Sis, and I'm just the guy to give it to you."
Tom walked to the bed. He reached under the pillow and took the dildo.
"You won't be needing this anymore, Sis," he chuckled. "Now you've got the real thing."
Tom held the dildo alongside his own cock. To his sister's amazement, his prick was actually the larger of the two.
"You're so big!" Carol gasped.
She reached out for her brother's hard-on as Tom tossed the dildo aside. His cock twitched from her touch.
"Pet it," Tom directed. "It likes to be petted." Carol stroked the head of her brother's prick with her fingertips.
"Now take it in your hand, Sis," Tom said. "That's it, wrap your fingers around the shaft and pull the skin back and forth over the head."
Carol started jacking her brother off. As she did, Tom put a knee on the bed and moved his prick closer to her face.
"Am I doing it right?" Carol anxiously asked.
"Just fine, Sis. Feels real good," Tom assured his sister. "Only do it faster. Really beat my cockmeat."
Carol's hand picked up speed until it was a blur on Tom's prick. She stared at his cockhead, watching it turn bright red.
"What'll happen if I don't stop?" she excitedly asked her brother.
"You'll find out soon enough, Sis," Tom answered. Then he gritted his teeth and hissed: "Like right about now!"
Tom's cock lurched in his sister's hand and exploded with cum. The creamy fluid had only one place to go. Right in Carol's face. Spurt after spurt of it sprayed, until her features seemed to be melting.
Stunned by the sudden shower of jizz, Carol let go of her brother's drained prick. For a moment she was paralyzed, letting the cum trickle down her face. Then her tongue poked out of her mouth. She caught some of the dripping juice and tasted it. A very broad smile followed.
"It's so sweet," she sighed. "Sweetest thing I've ever tasted."
"My cock's still plenty hard, Sis," Tom boasted. "Just suck it if you want more cum."
"Oh, will I!" Carol eagerly replied.
Without bothering to wipe her sticky face, Carol folded her lips around her brother's dribbling cockhead. She began working her mouth down his thick fuckshaft.
"Can you take the whole thing, Sis?" Tom asked.
Carol looked up, enthusiastically nodding with a mouthful of prick. Yes, of course, she could eat all of her brother's cockmeat. She wouldn't have it any other way.
"Then do it, Sis, do it!" Tom urged. "Suck my prick as deep in your throat as it'll go."
Carol hungrily slurped, and kept on slurping until her lips were wrapped around the root of her brother's fuckshaft. She had gobbled his entire prick.
"Where'd you ever learn to suck cock like this, Sis?" an awed Tom asked.
Carol looked up again, rolling her eyes toward the discarded dildo to identify it as the object on which she had taught herself to give a blowjob.
"Well, you horny little bitch," Tom laughed. "You were just waiting for something like this to happen, weren't you? Just waiting for somebody like me to come along so you could show your stuff?"
Carol didn't deny it. She couldn't have been happier. There was something very special about giving her first blowjob to someone she really loved.
And now Carol went to work on Tom's prick with every technique she had practiced on the dildo. Using her mouth like a cunt, she slid her lips up and down her brother's pulsing cock until his hips were churning.
"Suck it, Sis, suck it!" Tom rasped.
Every time Carol deep-throated him, he shoved his hairy crotch against her face. What had started as a blowjob was now something more. Tom was fucking his sister in the mouth.
"I know you want my cum," Tom panted. "Play with my balls, and I'll shoot my jizz for you."
Carol squeezed her brother's heavy balls. They were so warm. It was like sticking her fingers in a loaf of freshly baked bread.
"Okay, I'm almost there," Tom puffed. "Give my prick one last suck, as deep as you can take it, and I'll feed you all the jizz you can drink."
Carol's mouth slurped downward at the same time her brother's crotch lurched. With her throat filled with prick, she pumped Tom's balls with her clutching fingers.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" Tom cried.
He was coming. And Carol was swallowing. Swallowing the hot torrent of jizz as fast as it poured from her brother's climaxing hard-on.
"Suck my balls inside-out!" Tom called down to his thirsty sister. "Drink every drop!"
The one thing the dildo had never been able to give Carol was cum. Now she fully realized just what she had been missing. She couldn't get enough of the sweet juice from her brother's cock. When the gushing stopped, she was still greedy for more.
"All right, I'm through coming," Tom told his sister. "You got it all."
But Carol wouldn't quit sucking. She gnawed at her brother's cockhead like it was an oversized nipple, coaxing out whatever additional jizz she could manage.
"Hey, Sis, take it easy," Tom said to her, pulling his prick free. "You're gonna wear me out if you keep going down on me like this."
"But your cock tastes so good," Carol pouted. "I could suck it all night."
"If you did that, then you'd miss out on something pretty special," Tom said. "I don't have to tell you what that is, do I, Sis?"
Carol's eyes lit up as she got her brother's drift.
"Tell me anyway, Tom," she pleaded with anticipation. "I want to hear you say it."
"I'm going to fuck you, Sis," Tom said slowly, words that Carol had yearned to hear. "Put my prick in your pussy, and fuck you."
"Oh, yes!" Carol begged. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt with your big, strong cock!"
She sprawled on the bed, spreading her legs for her brother. Her pussy yawned, but it still wasn't open wide enough for her. So she fingered her cunt lips apart even more.
Tom knelt before her, his cock harder than ever as he took aim on her inviting pussy. However, before he balled her there was a question he had to ask.
"Are you cherry, Sis?"
"I am, and I'm not," Carol coyly answered.
Tom said he didn't understand.
"Depends on whether you count getting fucked by a dildo as the real thing," Carol explained.
"Was there blood the first time you did it yourself, Sis?"
"Had to burn the sheets," Carol said, giggling. "So if you're worried about having to take it easy on me, forget it. My cunt's as ready for your fat prick as it could ever be."
"This is too good to be true," Tom sighed. "Fucking a virgin who already knows how to fuck. Sis, you're fantastic."
"I hope you'll say that after you've finished fucking me," Carol said. "Now, c'mon, let's find out if I'm as good a piece of ass as I hope I am."
"You got it, Sis," Tom eagerly panted.
He guided his prick to the pink slash of Carol's cunt, fitting his cockhead between her stretched pussy lips. Carol reacted by thrusting her hips. Tom pushed back. His cock was abruptly buried in his sister's tight, deep pussy.
"Oh, Tom, I can feel every inch of your prick in my cunt," Carol gasped with delight. "I can't get over how damned big you are. My own brother, hung like this. Mmmmm, I've got to be the luckiest girl in the world."
Her ass began to squirm as Tom worked his cock in her pussy. The friction was intense from the first stroke. And Carol, overjoyed at finally being fucked for real, could not contain herself. She climaxed at once.
"Can't help myself," she moaned. "I just had to come right away. Hope I don't burn myself out."
"Just let yourself go," Tom advised. "A woman can come as many times as she wants. It just makes it better for the guy who's fucking her."
"Then my pussy's giving your prick a good ride?"
"Just wait'll I come myself, and you'll find out how good, Sis," Tom praised Carol's fucking ability. "I know I've already shot my wad twice but, when I get off in your cunt, you won't believe how much jizz I unload. Your little pussy won't be able to hold it all. It'll be running down your legs."
"Hope you drown me in it," Carol gushed.
Then she interrupted herself to groan from a second orgasm. Tom heightened her pleasure by sucking her tits while his prick drove in her cunt. Carol thrashed so hard with excitement that she made the bedsprings squeak.
Now she wrapped her long legs around her brother's waist, and she rocked him on top of her in the cradle of her thighs. His cock was beating into her cunt. Carol came a third time, and she was already working on a fourth.
"Fucking myself with a dildo was never like this!" Carol exclaimed about her multiple orgasms. "There's nothing like getting fucked by a real cock. Oh, Tom, you're so hard in my pussy. Keep it happening for me. I want to come so many times, I can't count them all."
Tom put his hands under her ass, lifting it off the bed. Carol responded by raising her legs from around her brother's waist and hooking them over his shoulders. When Tom bulled forward, he jack-knifed her body. This sent his prick straight down into her cunt, seeming to add extra inches to his penetration.
"Your cock feels at least a foot long in my pussy," Carol rasped.
"Too much for you, Sis?" Tom teased.
"No such thing as too much cock for a pussy like mine," Carol answered. "I wish you could fuck me with so much prick that you split me in two."
"If I kept going like this long enough, I just might," Tom said. "But I'm almost at the end of the line."
"You mean you're going to come in me?"
"Better believe it, Sis."
"Oh, God, I can hardly wait!"
Carol was so horny for her brother's jizz that she reached down into the tangle of loins and fingered her clit. She wanted to be climaxing as much as possible when Tom shot his load in her cunt. And it was while she was in the midst of her best orgasm yet that his cock erupted with a scorching flood of cum.
"Can you feel it, Sis?" Tom grunted. "Feel my cum in your cunt?"
"Yes . . . yes," Carol breathlessly replied. "It's so wet. So hot. Like liquid fire. Burning my cunt up. God, how I love it!"
Tom's prick kept spurting. Then, when it slowed to a dribble, Carol squeezed her brother's balls to force out the syrupy dregs, though her cunt was already overflowing with jizz.
"No more cum, Sis," Tom groaned. "Your pussy sucked my cock and balls bone-dry. I'm all fucked out."
"I won't hold it against you, I guess," Carol teased. "Take your prick out of my pussy, and let's check out the damage."
Tom's spent prick slipped free. The stiffness was gone and it dangled like a washrag. His foreskin seemed to have melted around his cockhead. Weighing down their loose sac, his tired balls were drooping.
"Poor little thing," Carol cooed directly to her brother's deflated cock. "Look what my cunt did to you."
Noticing the gleam in Carol's eyes, Tom warned her that nothing she could do would give him another hard-on.
Carol just laughed, then nestled her head in her brother's lap. Her tongue started working, licking the insides of Tom's thighs.
"You're wasting your time, Sis," Tom sighed.
Carol took both of his balls in her mouth. She rolled them over the bed of her tongue, bathing them with warm spit.
Tom started to repeat that she should save her energy. But he held off when, to his surprise, a rush of blood made his prick stir.
Now Carol shifted her suction from his balls to his cock, easily swallowing the whole thing. Her efforts were noisy as she slurped, her cheeks going in and out.
More blood rushed to Tom's sucked prick. Carol's ass started squirming. His breathing quickened, trying to catch up with his abruptly racing pulse.
"Maybe I was wrong about my prick staying soft," Tom admitted.
He definitely was. His cock was steadily inching down his sister's throat.
The more Tom's prick grew, the more his sister stepped up her oral pressure on his expanding column of fuckmeat. Soon it was as rigid. Carol had produced a total hard-on with the magic of her mouth.
"You did it, Sis," an awed Tom praised Carol's cocksucking. "I still don't quite believe it but, damn, there it is. My cock's solid as a rock!"
He was ready to fuck his sister in the mouth. But Carol pulled her face away from his revived prick.
"I want it in the cunt again," she informed Tom.
She popped up on her hands and knees, posed like a bitch in heat, with her pussy spread. His jutting prick leading the way, Tom moved in behind her. Then he fucked his horny sister until he came in her cunt all over again. Although it was his fourth climax, he shot more jizz than he ever had before.
He might have even gone for a fifth time. Carol was certainly willing. But before anything more could happen between brother and sister, they were forced to call a halt to their marathon fucking. All at once, they became aware that they no longer had the house to themselves.
"Anybody home?" their dad called as he slammed the front door closed.
Tom jumped off the bed like he'd been scalded. He snatched up his clothes, and he frantically dressed. Then he was gone.
Carol was left, naked on the bed, feeling oddly dissatisfied despite all the sucking and fucking. Tom's sudden departure made what had happened seem like a dream. One minute they had been going strong, the next minute, nothing.
Carol absentmindedly started fingerfucking her pussy. When she made herself come, her orgasmic moans drowned out the overheard voices of her brother and father as they talked in another part of the house. Then she pulled the covers over her head, and she went to sleep as if returning to where she had already been.
Chapter Two
The day after her brother, Tom, fucked her, Carol's period started.
"Well, at least I'm not pregnant," she sighed as she slipped a tampon into her bloody cunt.
However, this was of small satisfaction to her. Getting her period meant that Carol was sexually out of commission. She couldn't imagine Tom wanting to fuck her while she was in this condition. And even if he'd been kinky enough to want to, she would have been too embarrassed to let him.
As it turned out, Tom was avoiding her anyway. When Carol did manage to catch his eye, she saw fear in his face, as if the last thing he wanted was for them to pick up where they'd left off.
"He's lost his nerve," Carol sadly muttered as she thought things over in the quiet of her room. "I guess I pushed him too far, too fast."
Just then she felt a sticky warmth between her legs. Putting her hand to her cunt, she saw fingers smudged with blood.
"Need to change my damned cork," she muttered.
She got up, heading for the bathroom and a fresh tampon. Since it was late at night, she didn't bother to put on a robe, even though she wore only a short, see-through nightie. Nobody was up, she thought.
She was wrong.
There was a light on in the bathroom. Carol was ready to go back to bed and wait when she noticed the door was ajar. She glanced inside and suddenly was rooted to her spot. The bloody tampon dropped from her hand as her period was completely forgotten.
There was Ray, her brother, closest to her in age. He sat on the toilet, his pajama bottoms around his ankles. His stiff prick was in his sliding hand. He was jacking off.
"His cock is so big," Carol whispered under her breath while Ray beat his prickmeat. "Maybe as big as Tom's."
Now Ray was getting near the payoff. His hand stroked faster and faster around his straining hard-on.
"Oooooh, shit, feels sooo gooooood," he moaned when his prick erupted.
Cum shot into the air with repeated spurts, then slowed to a dribble. But Ray kept stroking his cock, coaxing every last drop of jism to the surface.
Carol was beside herself with excitement. It seemed such a waste to her that Ray had to jack off when she was available. And, after all, it was very late. Everyone else was sleeping. Nobody would ever know if she should go ahead and do what came naturally.
"Hi," Carol cooed, tripping into the bathroom in her flimsy nightie.
"S . . . sis," Ray gulped, his dripping cock still in his hand.
"I saw you jacking off," Carol confessed.
Ray lamely tried to offer an excuse.
"You have a beautiful prick," Carol cut him off. "Have you ever used it on a real, live girl?"
"N . . . no," Ray admitted, gulping some more. His hard-on hadn't gone down an inch, as if it were frozen in place by stark fear.
"Would you know what to do with a real, live girl if you had the chance?" Carol purred, standing in the brightest part of the bathroom so the light shined through her nightie and showed everything she had.
"I ... I dunno," Ray stammered. "Well, I think you'd do just fine," Carol told him. "And you know what?" Ray stared blankly at his sister as she raised the nightie above her head and made herself naked for him.
"I'm a real, live girl, that's what," Carol said, still purring. "Can't you tell?"
Carol cupped her tits, and she held them out. Her nipples pouted, hot-pink with arousal.
Ray was speechless. His knees wobbled. His breath came in gusts.
"Like me?" Carol asked.
She lifted a tit toward her brother's face. Ray uncontrollably licked his lips.
"Taste me," Carol urged.
Ray's tongue flicked forward, scraping over his sister's stiff nipple.
Now he spoke, murmuring: "Sweet ... so sweet."
He lapped Carol's nipple again. She told him to suck her tit with his whole mouth. When Ray hesitated, she put her hand behind his head, and she lowered his face against her tit.
Ray's lips closed around her nipple. His suction started at the back of his mouth, drawing the erect bud of his sister's tit almost to his throat.
"Now we're getting someplace," Carol sighed.
She took one of her brother's hands, and she placed it on her bare ass. Ray's trembling fingers slid into her ass crack, snagging a pussylip.
"Oh, that's it," Carol moaned. "Feel my cunt. It's so hot and wet for you, Ray."
While he continued to suck his sister's tit, Ray thrust his middle finger into her cunt. Carol responded to the insertion by squeezing with her strong pussy muscles. She rolled her hips so Ray had no choice but to fingerfuck her.
"Keep it up and I'll come for you," Carol panted. "Yes, Ray, make me come . . . make me come."
Ray added another finger inside his sister's cunt. And bathed the nipple he was sucking in warm spit.
"It's happening for me, Ray," Carol groaned. "I'm . . . I'm . . . commminnngggg!"
Her naked body stiffened. Then it went limp. She climaxed for almost a full minute. Throughout her orgasm, her brother kept fingering her pussy and eating her tit.
Finally, Carol slumped to the floor, pulling Ray on top of her. Her hands were down at his crotch, frantically grabbing at his cock and balls.
"You've got to fuck me," Carol feverishly told her brother. "I won't take no for an answer."
"I couldn't turn you down if my life depended on it, Sis," Ray confessed, choking on lust.
His cock was massive as it throbbed in Carol's grip. She guided his fuckshaft between her spread legs, and she stuffed it into her cunt.
Ray bucked his hips. His stiff prick drove deep into his sister's pussy as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Male and female hips started churning. Brother and sister were fucking.
"Oooooh, your cock feels so big in my pussy," Carol swooned.
"Any guy would seem huge, balling your tight cunt, Sis," Ray replied. "Are you cherry?"
It was then that Carol remembered that she was having her period. Which meant that even if she were not a virgin, she had the bloody cunt of one.
If she told her brother that he was the first one to fuck her, the circumstances were right for him to believe her. It was a lie she just couldn't resist telling.
"Yes, I am cherry," she declared. "Or, that is, I was cherry until just now. You just popped it, Ray. Put your hand between my legs and see for yourself."
In his excitement, Ray did not notice that his fingers were already stained red from previously digging into Carol's cunt. Now he felt down there again, caressing the connection of his cock and his sister's cunt. When his hand emerged, it dripped with fresh blood.
"I ... I did it, Sis," he stammered. "Really did it. Took your cherry."
"You sound like you're not sure whether you're happy or sad about it," Carol said.
"Don't know what I am," Ray admitted. "You're a beautiful girl, but ..."
"Yes?"
"If only you were somebody else instead of my own sister," Ray gulped. "Then I wouldn't feel so damned guilty."
"There's enough blame to go around," Carol tried to reassure him. "After all, it's not like you raped me. I was as willing as you were. You're my brother, just as much as I'm your sister, and you're just as cherry as I am. What I'm trying to say is that we're both in this together."
Carol underscored her words by squeezing her cunt around Ray's cock.
"Yeah, guess you're right, Sis," Ray sighed.
"Besides," Carol said, continuing her encouragement, "how could anything that feels so good be wrong?"
She jerked her brother's cock in her spasming pussy. Ray's crotch surged in reply. They repeated this, two, three, four more times. Male and female hips were churning again.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she chanted.
"Nothing else I can do," Ray rasped. "For better or worse, I'm hooked on you, Sis. Too late to quit now. Your cherry's popped anyway. Hold on, we're taking it to the limit."
He slid his hands beneath Carol, gripping her asscheeks and lifting them from the floor. Now his prick angled almost straight down into her raised cunt. She pushed back with each cock-thrust as her brother drilled her with his rigid column of fuckmeat.
"I'm near coming," Carol announced.
"Anything I should do, besides fuck you, to help you out, Sis?" the inexperienced Ray anxiously asked.
"Know where my clit is?"
"At the top of your cunt, isn't it, Sis?"
"Right. Reach in and find it," Carol directed.
Ray brought his hand up under his sister's ass, rubbing the sides of her cock-stuffed pussy at first. Then he located her clit, and he pressed it with his thumb. Carol reacted by exploding inside.
"Ahhh, you did it! Got me coming so good!" Carol cried.
She was so excited, Ray had to cover her mouth to keep her from waking up the rest of the family.
Then, having silenced her, he prolonged her climax by hammering his cock in her cunt. Carol's whole body shook as if it might fly apart at any second.
Then, as her eyes rolled back in her head, Carol suddenly stopped writhing. Her ass thumped to the floor. All at once, she was as limp as a ragdoll.
"Sis . . . Sis, you all right?" He took his hand off Carol's mouth, frightened that he might have accidentally smothered her. He suspected the worst when her jaw dropped open. "Say something. Please say something, Sis. You're okay, aren't you?"
Nothing.
In a panic, Ray slapped her face to jar her back to life. He breathed a heavy sigh of relief when Carol's eyes fluttered.
"Jeez, you had me scared, Sis," Ray said. "What happened? It was like you were dead for a minute."
"I thought I was," Carol murmured. "Probably just fainted. But I was sure I'd died and gone to heaven. That's how hard I came."
Ray was still clearly shaken. He didn't know what to say. His cock had frozen in Carol's cunt.
"Hey, snap out of it," Carol impatiently called up to him. "You just made me come better than any girl's ever come. You ought to be busting your buttons at being such a stud, not acting like a zombie."
When Ray remained silent, Carol decided to give him a dose of his own medicine. She playfully slapped him across the face. However, it was a harder blow than she had intended.
"You didn't have to do that, Sis," a stunned Ray muttered.
Carol started to apologize. But then the devil in her gave her an irresistible idea. She went ahead and recklessly acted on it.
"Why don't you get even with me?" she exclaimed to her frowning brother. "Go ahead, hit me back. I deserve it."
"That's crazy," Ray mumbled.
"Then I'll make you hit me," Carol said, giggling.
She slapped her brother again. In an automatic reflex, Ray struck back.
"Is that all the harder you can hit?" Carol merrily taunted. "I can do better than that."
She egged her brother on by launching another slap of her own. Ray blocked it with one hand, then smacked her hard with his other hand. Now her mouth was bloody, too.
"Feels good to hurt me, doesn't it?" Carol gurgled. "Makes you feel like a real man, huh? Once you've had a taste of it, you can't stop, can you?"
Ray started to deny it. But he gave in to his macho impulses, and he slapped his sister again.
Carol wiggled from the blow, twisting Ray's cock in her cunt. Ray's prick surged in response. Carol pushed back with all the strength she could channel between her legs.
At this point, there could be no doubt in Ray's mind that getting hurt turned his sister on. And, he had to admit, he got turned on by hurting her.
"You said before that it's not like I raped you," Ray hissed, after taking a fistful of Carol's hair and snapping her head back. "Well, now I am!"
His crotch crashed in the trench of his sister's thighs, causing his cock to stab into the wound of her cunt. Carol begged for mercy; she didn't mean a word of it.
"Your prick is ripping me up," she whimpered. "It's too much for my pussy." At the same time her body language urged him to rape her.
Ray listened to her body language.
"You love it and you know it," he snarled at his sister. "I didn't want it this way, but you made me do it. Whatever happens, you asked for it, bitch."
Carol couldn't have agreed more. To openly admit it, though, might have ruined everything. To keep Ray raping her, she needed to put up a struggle, to fight back. She clawed him with her nails so he slapped her face again. She squirmed beneath him as if she were trying to work herself free. All the while, she was really goading him to fuck her harder and harder.
It worked. Spectacularly.
Ray turned into a savage. Up he pushed his sister's legs, driving them back with his shoulders in the crooks of her knees. Carol's body was jack-knifed. Ray bounced on top of her, repeatedly fucking her pussy almost a foot deep with thrust after thrust of his huge cock.
"Come for me, Ray!" She stopped playing games and openly begged. "Come in my pussy!"
"I ought to-pull my cock out of your damned pussy, and leave you high and dry," Ray sneered. "That'd hurt you most of all, Sis."
He was right. What he had suggested was the one form of cruelty Carol couldn't endure. And she wasn't about to put up with it. Even if she had to use blackmail.
"If you don't come in my pussy, I'll tell everybody what happened tonight," she breathlessly threatened her brother. "I don't mean the version where there's enough blame to go around, either. I'm talking about rape. Ray Hinton raping his own little sister. That's the story I'll give out if you don't come for me."
In a sudden shift of mood, Ray just laughed. Because the conflict was abruptly over. His cock had just settled everything by uncontrollably erupting in his sister's cunt.
"Looks like we're both home free, Sis," he sighed, his hostility gone as he collapsed on top of Carol.
Thrusting with short, compact strokes, his prick spurted a half a dozen times in his sister's cunt while he smothered her with his bulk. Pinned to the floor, Carol moved the only parts of her body that she could, wiggling her fingers and toes. The real activity was inside her, though, where her senses rumbled and shifted.
Though Ray quit coming, Carol was still going strong. When her brother started withdrawing his drained cock, her cunt locked it in place and kept it hard with rippling spasms.
"I came for you like you wanted, Sis," Ray said. "What more can I do?"
"Fuck me again," Carol demanded.
"Don't know if I can."
"Do it!"
Carol lowered her legs, wrapping them around her brother's waist. She jogged him in the vise of her thighs. Ray's cock began to move in her pussy.
"Thatta boy," Carol expressed her approval. "You're doing just fine. Your prick's bigger than ever. Even with all that blood and cum in my cunt, I can still feel every inch of you inside me."
"Guess I am in the groove, all right," Ray replied. "But no rough stuff this time, huh, Sis? Just straight ahead fucking, okay?"
"Sure," Carol agreed. "I'll even do all the work so you can relax and enjoy yourself."
She sat up, gently forcing her brother onto his back when she arose. Squatting on top of him, she slid her pussy up and down on his standing fuckshaft. A slimy mixture of pussy juice, jizz and blood trickled down her thighs when she bobbed up on her knees. There was a wet smack against Ray's crotch when she bore* down to engulf his cock in her cunt.
"It's hard to believe we were both cherry when all this started," Ray sighed from below. "God, what an education."
"Seems like a lifetime since I was a virgin," Carol said.
"I'm getting that feeling," Ray reported, his prick flexing in his sister's cunt. "Know what I mean, Sis?"
Carol certainly did. She slid her pussy down Ray's cock one last time, then swiveled her hips around. Ray reached up and held her tits, sinking his fingers into their spongy flesh.
"Here I go, Sis," Ray gasped. "My cock's ready to blow again!"
His ass left the floor and Carol was lifted in the saddle of his bucking hips. Now his cock was so far up her cunt that his balls seemed almost ready to follow his fuckshaft inside her.
His climax was like the eruption of a miniature volcano. As the scalding jizz gushed into Carol's pussy, she began bleeding freely from her period again. Her cunt could not contain the result. A pink ooze escaped from between her legs and spread across her brother's belly.
Carol started to apologize for the mess. Ray made it unnecessary. As soon as he'd finished shooting his wad, he told his sister that he was going to eat out her sloppy pussy.
"I might never have another chance at a cherry cunt," he explained. "And, damn, I want it all!"
Carol was genuinely moved. As she lay back and spread her sticky thighs for her brother, she temporarily convinced herself that she really had surrendered her virginity to him. When he pressed his mouth against her bloody cunt and thirstily sucked, she pretended he was actually feasting on the juice from her broken cherry.
"Drink it all," she urged him. "Oh, yes, get your tongue in there as deep as you can. Don't leave a drop of anything in my cunt."
Ray slurped and gulped, pink slime drooling down his chin. Carol sighed and moaned. The brother and sister were in a world of their own.
Suddenly, they came crashing back to earth.
"So you couldn't keep your hands off her, hey, Ray?" a mocking voice said.
Ray and Carol looked up with terror. There stood their brother, Tom. A deadly silence followed.
"I should have known this would happen," Tom finally spoke again, addressing Ray with a dirty leer. "Well, welcome to the club, little brother."
"Wh . . . what are you talking about?" Ray stammered.
"Carol, of course," Tom drawled. "You really didn't think you were the first one in the family to fuck her, did you?" "You?" Ray gulped. "Yesterday."
Ray took a deep breath and growled: "You're lying, Tom. Carol was cherry when I fucked her."
"There's more than one way to explain a bloody cunt," Tom sneered.
He had been hiding something behind his back. Now he showed it, dangling his sister's used tampon between his thumb and forefinger like a dead mouse.
"I found this outside the door," Tom said. "If you fucked a virgin tonight, Ray, then Carol's found a way to grow herself a new cherry every twenty-eight days."
In the face of the evidence, Ray had no logical argument to throw back at Tom. But that didn't stop him from wanting to wipe that taunting grin off his older brother's face. The only alternative was violence.
Ray sprang from the floor, leaping at Tom in a blind rage. Tom answered the charge. With so many brothers in the house there were often fights, but this one was the knockdown and dragout of them all.
The whole house came alive with a blaze of light and feet hitting the floor, as the rest of the Hintons jumped from their beds and came running. It took the rest of the family to break up the brawl between Ray and Tom. Everybody but the one female member, that is.
At the beginning of the fight, Carol had slipped away, unnoticed, and she scurried to her room, she hid under the sheets, trembling with fear and excitement at what she had caused. She prayed that Ray and Tom would keep their mouths shut about why they'd tried to kill each other.
Chapter Three
Frank Hinton didn't even bother to ask his sons why they had been fighting. As far as he was concerned, it would have just complicated matters. Frank had his own idea about what was the underlying problem, not just between Tom and Ray, but with the whole family. And it was an ongoing thing, not just some momentary disagreement.
"This damned outfit needs a woman's touch, that's all there is to it," Frank summed up his feelings the night after the fight, speaking directly to the bottle of Kentucky bourbon that was his sole companion during his best bouts of thinking. "I've known it for a long time, but just never got around to doing anything about it."
Frank had been without a woman since his wife had died during Carol's birth. Since then he had tried to be both father and mother to his large family. Now, at last, he admitted to himself that he needed help.
His decision made, Frank mulled over the possibilities. An immediate problem was that he didn't know any decent women. When he needed some female spice in his life he always went to whores. And the thought of courting any of the local widows, divorcees or old maids put him in a cold sweat. When it came to moving in respectable social circles, he was sorely out of practice.
Next he considered hiring a housekeeper from some agency. But he was a man of modest means, and he quickly rejected the notion as too expensive.
Which left him one other alternative. He decided to follow up on it and call his sister, Jane. * * * Jane Hinton was using her maiden name again, between husbands, when she arrived in town to give her brother Frank a hand at running his house. The whole family met her at the station, and whatever doubts she had # had about agreeing to come vanished. Her handsome nephews were the reason for that. They were such nice young men. And Jane was especially fond of nice young men.
She immediately took to calling them her boys. They fell all over themselves, trying to please their Aunt Jane. And why not? She was all charm, and if not a classic beauty, close enough for it not to make any difference. From the minute she appeared, she was the center of attention.
Which left her teenaged niece on the outside, looking in. With her aunt's arrival, Carol was not the only female in the house for the first time since she had been born. She didn't like it a bit.
But there was nothing Carol could do about it. To have openly complained about her aunt would have turned the rest of the family against her.
To make things even more irritating for Carol, she hadn't been fucked since the night Tom had discovered her with Ray. Her brothers had apparently decided something with their fight, neither of them would touch her again.
Other boys her age didn't interest Carol anymore. The lure of incest had claimed her. So, until she got her act together again, it was back to the dildo. When her frustration built to the boiling point, she would fuck herself with a vengeance, trying to blot everything from her mind. Always, though, Carol ended up fantasizing that one of her brothers was fucking her. She wound up more frustrated than ever.
Then, one night, fate took another of its unpredictable twists. For once, Carol was glad to be on the sidelines, watching silently, while her aunt got all the attention. What she saw changed everything.
The rest of the family had gone into town. Carol thought she would have the house to herself past midnight. She was planning a session with the dildo. Something a lot more interesting came up.
And, for some reason, Carol sensed it right from the very beginning. She turned off the lights and pretended to be asleep right after she heard the car coming up the road toward the farm.
Their voices carried from outside, blown by the evening breeze. Carol recognized them as belonging to her aunt Jane and her oldest brother, Teddy. The conversation had to do with Jane not feeling well. Teddy had brought her home. He was helping her up the walk.
"Really, Teddy, you're an absolute dear, but I'll be all right," Jane said as they entered the house. "Why don't you go back with the others and have a good time? I can take care of myself."
"Not until you're in bed, Aunt Jane," Teddy insisted.
"You're so thoughtful, Teddy . . . oops!"
There had been a thump. Carol realized her aunt must have fallen, because now her brother was apparently helping her up. Then he got her to her room. Carol heard the mattress springs squeak when Teddy laid Jane on the bed. Their voices carried more clearly than before.
"I still feel faint," Jane told her nephew. "It's too hot in here for me. Could you help me out of my dress, Teddy, like a darling?"
"Sure, Aunt Jane."
Carol's curiosity really perked up at this. No longer content to merely listen, she stole down the hall. Her aunt's door was ajar just enough to see inside, without being seen in return. Hiding in the darkness, Carol took a look.
Teddy was leaning over the bed, unbuttoning the front of Jane's dress. She had large tits. With no bra to hold them in check, they suddenly spilled out in front of her surprised nephew's face.
"Ahh, that feels "much better," Jane sighed.
"I, uh, I'd better go now," Teddy mumbled, backing away from the bed. But he froze when his aunt slipped out of her dress entirely. Panties were no more a part of her wardrobe than a bra had been. She was stark naked.
"I love being nude," Jane cooed. "It makes me feel so free."
Jane shook her head, and her long, blonde hair danced over her shoulders. She drew her knees up under tits, causing her golden cunt to peek from between her raised thighs.
"I . . . I shouldn't be seeing you like this," Teddy stammered. "Really, I've got to go."
But he didn't budge an inch. The telltale bulge at the crotch of his jeans was even obvious to Carol, eavesdropping from all the way across the room.
"Maybe," Jane suggested to her nephew, "you'd feel more comfortable if we evened things up."
Teddy asked her what she meant. She calmly asked him to take his clothes off, too.
Teddy answered that he just couldn't. If he was shy, Jane told him, why, she'd just get up and help him strip.
And then she was there, standing before him, hypnotizing him with her bare body, while she reached down and loosened his pants. Down they came, along with his shorts. Jane dropped onto her knees. Teddy's throbbing hard-on was right in her face.
"I'm afraid you'll just have to take your shirt off all by yourself," Jane purred at her wide-eyed nephew. "I'm going to be too busy sucking your prick to finish undressing you."
Then she lowered her mouth to Teddy's swollen cockhead. Her lips parted and her tongue flicked out for a taste. She followed it with a kiss which made her nephew's long prick shiver from the tip to the root.
'Mmmmmmm, what a sweet, young cock," Jane sighed. "My favorite kind."
She took his prickhead into her mouth, and she gave it a slurping pull. Her fingers were around Teddy's balls, squeezing them, as she began slowly inching her soft lips down the rigid shaft of his cock.
"God, Aunt Jane," Teddy gulped while his fuckshaft gradually disappeared into the mouth of his father's sister. "Are you sure this is what you want to be doing?"
"The last time I checked, nobody had a gun to my head," Jane teased.
"I just mean, you know, what if somebody finds out?"
"I won't tell if you don't," Jane answered. Then she quit talking and doubled her suction. The next thing Teddy knew, she had swallowed his entire cock.
"Guess we might be able to get away with it," Teddy whispered hopefully while his aunt deep-throated his prick. "Nobody's home but Sis, and she's asleep. If we're quiet, yeah, there's probably nothing to worry about."
Carol had never seen a blowjob in progress before. She was pleased to notice that her aunt's expert technique was not that much different than her own attempts at cocksucking.
"Wonder how long it'll take her to make Teddy come," Carol murmured under her breath while she followed the action.
Teddy couldn't keep still. His hips were rolling. He held his aunt's head, guiding her movements to match the rhythmic thrusts of his prick, fucking Jane in the mouth.
"Oh, yes, he's going to come," Carol sighed with anticipation. "Aunt Jane'll get all the jizz she can handle."
On cue, Teddy grunted to Jane: "My cock's ready to unload."
Both Teddy and his eavesdropping sister assumed that their aunt would drink the torrent of cum. However, Jane had her own special way of dealing with a climaxing cock.
Just as her nephew's prick began erupting, Jane removed it from her mouth. She aimed the spurting head at her chest and took spurt after spurt of hot cream across her large tits.
When Teddy's cock slowed to a dribble, Jane clasped it with her tits and titfucked every spare drop of jizz she could coax out to the surface. By the time she was finished, her tits were slimy with cum. Globs of it dangled from her stiff nipples.
"God, Aunt Jane," Teddy panted. "You're just about the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
"Only 'just about'?" Jane teased.
"Aw, you know what I mean," Teddy said, his voice cracking.
"Mmmm, yes, I think I do," Jane purred, looking straight at her nephew's dripping cock. "When a prick stays as hard as yours after coming so much, it tells a woman all she needs to know about what her man thinks of her."
"Can I fuck you, Aunt Jane?" Teddy anxiously asked.
"You even had to ask?" Jane chuckled.
She returned to the bed, kneeled on the mattress and rested her head on a pillow.
"I like it from behind," she told her nephew. "It makes a cock go into my cunt deeper than any other way of fucking. That's why animals get it on that way."
She spread her thighs, posing like a bitch in heat. Then she reached back to spread her pussy lips wide open, "Fuck me!" she called to her nephew.
Teddy came to her with his cock in his hand. He slipped his prickhead inside her waiting pussy, then pushed. Jane's moist cunt squished as it was abruptly filled with hard, young prick.
"So far, so good," Jane moaned in response. "Now move it. Slide that big prick of yours in and out in my pussy, Teddy. I'll keep my cunt so tight, you'll feel it all the way down to your toes."
Teddy put his hands on his aunt's ass, then rocked himself back and forth. The friction between cock and cunt grabbed hold, leaving both partners temporarily breathless.
Also breathless was the eavesdropping Carol. Just as she had never witnessed a blowjob before tonight, this was also the first time she had ever seen two people fucking. As far as she was concerned, her aunt and brother were nothing short of poetry in motion.
"I think I could come just watching them," Carol moaned softly.
The girl's hand had automatically strayed between her legs. She wore slacks, but now they were unzipped. Her fingers slid inside her panties, and she rubbed her pulsating cunt. She was wet, warm and sticky down there as she began fingerfucking herself.
When she felt the tingling buzz at the core of her cunt, Carol realized that she really was going to climax. It made her feel like she was an active part of the action in the bedroom.
"Come along with me, Aunt Jane," Carol whispered. "It'll be so good if we can come together."
"Oh, yes, I'm coming," Jane moaned, as though she were answering Carol. "Coming right now."
Carol's own climax now blazed. She and her aunt joined in orgasmic bliss from opposite sides of the room. Through it all, Jane kept her eyes trained on the door. And directly behind that door, Carol kept her fingers moving in her pussy to the same rhythm as her brother's cock-thrusts her aunt's cunt.
When Jane stopped coming, she abruptly looked away from the door. Carol's orgasm also ended the instant her aunt's gaze shifted. It was as though a magic spell had been broken. Carol started to feel uncomfortable. Withdrawing her sticky fingers from her cunt, she started to back away from the door.
"Maybe Aunt Jane really saw me," she choked to herself. "I was pretty out of it. Maybe I went too far."
Carol had scared herself so much, by then, that she was ready to leave. But she could not resist one last peek inside the bedroom, where her aunt and brother were still fucking. It was enough to keep her there.
Now Teddy was the one getting ready to come. Nothing else could account for his jackhammer cock-thrusts in his aunt's cunt. He dog-fucked her faster and faster, his prick almost a blur.
"Gonna do it," he grunted to his aunt. "Flood your pussy with jizz."
"Shoot it into me, stud!" Jane urged.
She rocked back on her knees when Teddy buried his prick in her cunt. He twisted his cockmeat around inside her with rolling lunges. Teddy's balls jumped and bulged at the root of his wedged fuckshaft.
"Come, Teddy, come," Jane moaned.
"Ooooh, what a trip!" Teddy gasped as his cock erupted in his aunt's pussy. "Gonna cream my fucking balls wrongside-out! What a load I'm putting into your cunt!"
"Where, you're telling me," Jane answered. "My pussy'll never be able to hold all your cum. Your prick's still shooting, and I'm already leaking."
Jizz was trickling down Jane's inner thighs. The light caught it, and Carol could spot the glimmer from all the way across the room.
"Oh, cum, sweet cum," Carol sighed at the sight of her aunt's overflowing cunt.
Carol was busy on her own pussy, fingering her clit. Her knees turned to jelly as she climaxed once more, this time along with her brother.
Then Jane had another orgasm. She and Teddy and Carol were all getting off at the same time.
Teddy was the first to drop out, his balls now drained. However, Jane and Carol were still going strong. As had happened before, they were looking each other's way.
When Carol noticed that her aunt was staring in her direction, her climax was suddenly replaced by panic. Then her aunt turned away from the door. Carol sighed with relief, yet still could not shake the feeling that Jane might be playing games with her.
"What would I do if she's really seen me?" Carol asked herself. Then she took a deep breath as she realized that the important question was now what she would do, but what her aunt would do.
Right then, though, Jane's attention was focused on Teddy. He had removed his cock from her cunt, and his fuckshaft had turned out to be stiffer than ever. Jane bluntly asked him if he planned on fucking her again.
"Anything you say, Aunt Jane," Teddy eagerly replied. "Damn, you're as horny as a guy. I should've just left my prick in your pussy and kept right on balling you."
"Oh, no," Jane told him, "I want your cock out of my cunt."
"But you said you want me to go on fucking you. Can't do that unless you take my dick in your pussy ..." He paused to gulp. "Can I?"
"Use your imagination, Teddy," Jane patiently replied. "Just look me over and you'll find the answer to your question right in front of you."
"I don't ..." Teddy muttered, his voice trailing off as he stared at the rear of his kneeling aunt. Then it dawned on Teddy. Not that he didn't need some help. His aunt had spread her cheeks for him, exposing her tightest opening in all its pouting glory. "You want me to fuck you . . . there?" Teddy rasped as he peered at his aunt's flared ass and focused on the throbbing jewel of her asshole.
"Yes, there!" Jane declared, tapping the rosy eye of her shitter with a fingertip. "Think you can handle it?"
"It's not me I'm worried about," Teddy answered. "My cock's so big. Can your ass take it? I don't want to hurt you."
"You don't? Well, then maybe I'm wasting my time," Jane said.
"What do you mean, Aunt Jane?"
"If you don't want to hurt me, there's no point in you fucking my ass," Jane snapped.
Behind the door, Carol nodded her head in agreement. She had never had a cock in her own ass, but her instincts told her that pain was the name of the game when it came to ass fucking. If she ever got balled where she shit, she'd want it as rough as she could get it.
"It . . . it's just that I've never done it this way before," a muttering Teddy tried to explain to his aunt. "I mean, if you really want me to-"
"Trust me," Jane cut him off.
"Well ..."
"Fuck my ass!"
Breathing deeply, Teddy responded to his aunt's demand by pressing his cockhead against her asscrack. He carefully started working his prickmeat inside her tight asshole. His aunt instantly made it plain that he wasn't moving fast enough to suit her.
"Shove it!" she insisted. "I don't want your prick bit by bit. I want the whole thing jammed up my ass as quick as you can push it in there."
"Whatever you say, Aunt Jane," Teddy muttered.
He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, then let his cock take over. His prick surged forward, ramming into Jane's asshole. When Teddy looked down, his cock was halfway inside.
His aunt still wasn't satisfied.
"More!" she cried. "More cock in my ass! The whole thing, I told you! Every fucking inch of your long, hard prick, until it reaches my shit!"
Jane pitched back on her knees at the same time Teddy launched another cock-thrust. There was a collision of her asscheeks and his crotch. Teddy's prick was totally in his aunt's asshole.
"Oooooh, that's it. That's what I need," Jane moaned with pleasure. "Feel my shit around the head of your prick? Bet it burns."
Teddy admitted it did. But he was more interested in what was happening to his aunt. She answered his question before he could even ask it.
"You're hurting me soooo goooood!" Jane groaned. "And it'll hurt even better once you start jerking your cock back and forth in my tight ass. Ripping me. Splitting me. Fucking me to death!"
She rocked her hips, setting the tempo for her nephew. Teddy automatically responded. His prick began moving in her ass, each stroke using more of its length.
"Fantastic," Jane whimpered with joy. "The pain is delicious. I'm on fire inside. Ahhh, this is what getting fucked in the ass is all about. Sweet, sweet agony."
She came. The orgasm wracked her body as though she were having a fit. Teddy had to reach down and grab her tits to hold on. His cock kept pumping in her ass.
"So tight," Teddy gasped. "My prick can't take much more of this. Gotta come. Gonna come so fucking hard."
"Yes! Yes!" Jane shouted. "I want your cum in my ass so bad! Want it in there, mixing with my hot shit! Give it to me as quick as you can!"
"How about right now?" Teddy answered.
"Shoot it!"
Teddy's cock plunged to the root. His cum was flowing. And as it escaped from his balls and swamped his aunt's ass, both he and Jane groaned together in a single voice.
And then there was Carol, her fingers were testing her own asshole. She had never come down there before. She did now, joining her aunt and brother in another three-way orgasm.
Suddenly, Carol noticed that her aunt was looking her way again. Jane's gaze was more intense than ever this time.
A moment later, Carol was gone. Out of the house, wandering in the night, she reeled from what she'd seen in the bedroom.
Carol kept replaying it in her head, trying to persuade herself that she had imagined it. She just succeeded in hardening her conviction that it was all too real. She had seen her aunt do it with her own eyes, and nothing could alter that fact.
"She winked at me," Carol muttered. "She looked straight at where I was standing and winked at me."
Carol shuddered before reaching the only possible conclusion about her aunt's behavior.
"She knew I was there the whole time. There's no doubt about it."
Chapter Four
All Carol could do was wait for her aunt to say or do something. It was turning her into a nervous wreck.
Then, one afternoon, Carol came home from school, and it happened. She and her aunt were alone in the house. They confronted one another in the kitchen, locking eyes in an electric silence.
"You saw me the other night with Teddy, didn't you?" Jane finally said, her voice as even as if she were talking about the weather.
Carol had expected to panic when she heard these words. Instead, she found herself strangely calm. Maybe she had been so frightened of this moment that it was a relief for it to occur at last.
"Yes, Aunt Jane," Carol readily answered. "I saw everything."
"What do you think?" Jane quickly asked.
Carol didn't know how she would reply until she heard her own voice. She said: "I think you and Teddy were just beautiful together. I couldn't have fucked him better myself."
Jane's eyebrows raised when she heard her niece's response. "You sound like you're speaking from experience."
"You mean," Carol said, "have I made it with Teddy, too?"
"Have you?"
"No," Carol answered. Then dropped her bombshell. "Just Tom and Ray."
"I see," Jane whispered after a long pause, looking at her niece with new respect. "I wish I'd known. I thought you were a virgin."
"And now that you know I'm not?" Carol asked, testing her aunt.
"I want to know you a lot better," Jane purred. "I had no idea we have so much in common. We ought to explore it, uh, further."
"Just what do you have in mind?" Carol purred back as her aunt stroked her hair.
Jane answered with a kiss. Her lips sealed her niece's mouth. Carol reacted as if this were exactly what she had been waiting for, entwining tongues with her aunt.
"I swing both ways," Jane revealed when the kiss was broken. "Have you ever made it with another woman, Carol?"
"No," Carol breathlessly admitted.
"Would you like to? Make it with me?"
"Yes," Carol breathlessly agreed.
"Can I see you naked, darling?"
"As fast as I can get my clothes off, Aunt Jane. But only if you strip, too."
"An offer I can't refuse," Jane hotly answered.
Now, with their eyes trained on one another, aunt and niece began unbuttoning their blouses. Neither of them wore a bra. Their bare tits spilled free, Jane's mature mounds with their dusky nipples and Carol's perky teenaged tits with their blushing tips.
"Mmmm, so far, so good," Jane cooed to her niece. "You're a very pretty girl."
"And you're the woman every girl wants to grow up to be, Aunt Jane," Carol said sincerely.
Then the two went to work on their skirts. Soon, they stood there in just their panties, the crotches of both already stained with leaking pussy juice.
"I see we're wet for each other," Jane happily noted.
"I'm as horny for you as I could ever be for any guy," Carol eagerly confessed. "Are you ready to show me your cunt?"
"As ready as I am to see yours."
Both pairs of panties were peeled away, then dropped to the floor. Aunt and niece stood nude, each waiting for the other's approval.
"I love your cunt," they both said at once.
Each made it clear that she wanted to go down on the other's pussy. Under the circumstances there was only one way to handle their mutual hunger-a lesbian sixty-nine.
They pulled one another to Jane's bedroom. Carol hit the bed first, winding up on the bottom of the action as her aunt straddled her. Diving between Carol's spread legs, Jane opened her own blonde pussy just above the horny teenager's face. As her own cunt was being eaten, Carol reached up with her tongue, and she took her first taste of another woman's pussy.
"Oooooh, so sweet," Carol slurped. "Sweeter than I could've ever imagined."
Jane lowered her cunt against Carol's mouth, matching the connection at the other end of the sixty-nine. Tongues surged into cuntslits. Any pussy juice that the lovers didn't swallow dribbled down their chins.
"How'm I doing so far?" Carol asked, anxiously seeking her aunt's praise.
"Just perfect, darling," Jane answered.
Her aunt's tongue on her clit was just what Carol needed to climax. Her ass left the bed, as she ground her pussy against Jane's pressing face. She was coming right in her aunt's mouth.
Carol returned the favor, doing the same thing to her aunt's clit. Her cunt spasming with instant orgasm, Jane fed Carol a sticky batch of female cum.
Aunt and niece got off together through a series of shared peaks. By the time they'd had enough, their constant cuntsucking had left bright red blotches between their legs. Their pussy hair was so drenched with spit that it had lost its curl.
"We might have eaten right through each other if we hadn't stopped sixty-nining," Jane sighed. "I've never tasted a more delicious cunt than yours, Carol. I really mean it."
"Wait'll you taste my ass," Carol answered, saying the first thing that came to her mind.
"Oh, wonderful!" Jane exclaimed. "I was hoping you liked it down there."
Carol eagerly nodded. She was just guessing about the sexual use of her ass, never having opened it up to anyone before. But ever since she had seen her aunt getting assfucked she had been anxious to test this smallest of holes as a source of pleasure with another person. And there was no time like the present.
"Well then, what are we waiting for? Let's do it," Jane declared, sliding her hands beneath her niece's smooth asscheeks. "I can't wait to get my nose in your ass and smell you."
After her aunt turned her over, Carol allowed herself to be lifted into a kneeling position. Now her ass was in the air, the focal point of her naked body. Her asscheeks quivered in anticipation. "Spread 'em," Jane directed. Carol gripped the halves of her ass, and she separated them as wide as they would part. She felt absolutely gorgeous.
"Mmmmm, your ass is a lot hairier than I expected," Jane murmured from the rear, making it plain that a hairy ass was one of the things she prized the most on another woman. "I was planning to finger you a little at first, but now I'm ready to just go right ahead and use my tongue in that beautiful jungle of yours."
Jane lowered her face to her niece's yawning asscrack, and she took a deep whiff. Carol could feel her lover's hot breath between her asscheeks, then her tongue. A long, wet, squirming, tickling tongue.
"Oh, that's it, Aunt Jane," Carol moaned in ecstasy. "Lick me, lick my ass. I think I can come this way even better than when you ate my pussy."
"You will as long as I have anything to do with it," Jane promised. "Another woman's ass is my meat. Feel."
Jane forced her tongue inside Carol's shitter. Her tight asshole automatically expanded to take as much penetration as it could get. Jane expertly took advantage of the opening, reaming her niece with her deep-thrusting oral lance.
The sensation Carol felt at the pit of her stomach reminded her of riding on a rapidly accelerating elevator. With one spectacular addition. No elevator had ever made her come. With her aunt's tongue in her ass, she did.
"Ooooh, I'm getting off already," Carol reported. "It's sooo goooood! Keep it happening for me, Aunt Jane. Fuck my ass with your long, hard tongue."
Jane gave her niece exactly what she wanted. Her tongue moved in Carol's ass-in and out, back and forth. Carol responded by coming nonstop, holding nothing back.
In orgasmic frenzy, Carol couldn't help what happened next. All the stimulation in her ass had taken its toll. She farted. The telltale noise startled her so much that she abruptly stopped coming.
Carol started to apologize for her slip. It was totally unnecessary. Her aunt was eagerly sucking up the fumes from her ass. Completely reversing her attitude, Carol farted again in Jane's face. This time she came along with it.
The tonguing of Carol's ass continued until she was so weak from orgasm that her knees could no longer support her weight. She sighed and pitched forward, sprawling down on the bed, with her arms and legs flung out like the points of a star.
Hovering over her fallen niece, Jane took a break from the action. Her overworked tongue hung from her mouth, so red and dripping it looked like a cock after a fuck.
Glancing up and seeing her aunt's tired tongue, Carol couldn't help but laugh. "You ought to put a jockstrap on your face to hold that thing in."
Jane thought that was funny and laughed too. But there was also something important on her mind.
"You know, going down on your ass was terrific, of course. But I can't help wanting to give it to you down there even better than I ever could with my mouth." Jane paused, as Carol's interest perked. "This is the first time I've ever said this when I was making it with another woman. But, damn, I wish I were a man. Wish I had a cock between my legs instead of a cunt."
"What would you do, Aunt Jane?" Carol excitedly asked. "Do to me if you did have a cock to work with?"
"I'd fuck you in the ass," Jane replied. "Fuck you in the ass with my big, strong cock, the way your ass deserves to be fucked. Oh, I'd split you in two if I just had a way to do it."
"You do," Carol told her aunt.
"What do you mean?"
"Just sit tight, Aunt Jane. I've got exactly what you need."
Carol left the bed, and she ran into her own room. When the teenager returned, she was hiding something behind her back.
"Oooooh, I think I know what you've got," Jane squealed in anticipation.
"You're right!" Carol exclaimed, whipping her prized dildo into the open.
"I love it!" Jane whooped. "It's an absolute monster. Where'd you get it?"
"Sent away for it from an ad in the back of one of my brother's girlie magazines," Carol said. "I used it to teach myself how to suck and fuck. Even popped my own cherry with it. This baby and I have been through a lot together."
"Let me have it. I just can't wait to try it out," Jane gushed.
Carol tossed the dildo to her aunt. Jane immediately put it in her mouth, not stopping until he had swallowed the whole thing. After that, she tested it in her cunt.
"Feels just like the real thing," Jane concluded. "Any woman who gets fucked by it would swear she was being split in two."
"Especially if she took it up her ass," Carol cooed.
"Mmmm, absolutely," Jane chuckled, grinning wickedly as she stroked the dildo's awesome dimensions. "This is going to hurt you plenty."
"I'm counting on it," Carol answered.
She got back in bed. Up on all fours, she offered her ass once again to her aunt. Jane was right there with the dildo. She placed the blunt tip of its head against the pucker of Carol's asshole, then shoved.
"Oooh, tight!" Carol cried out in reaction to the insertion.
"There's a lot more to go," Jane said. "So you'd better relax. No sense hurting you before we really get started. Want to get the whole thing inside you before we get down to the rough stuff."
"I'll pretend I'm taking a shit," Carol giggled. "That I've got a big, fat turd in my ass. Only I've decided to pull it back up inside me and keep it, instead of letting it go."
"That's the way to do it," Jane agreed with her niece's tactics. "I can tell you've taken your share of cock in your ass from your brothers."
"No, I've never been assfucked," Carol revealed.
"Your ass is cherry?" Jane said with surprise.
"Nobody ever touched me down there until you did, today."
"Then how did you know you'd like it? Most girls are scared in the beginning."
"Some things you're just sure of."
"Amen," Jane sighed in admiration of the wisdom that her niece showed. "Now, are you ready for the big push?"
"Let me just close my eyes and get into the mood. I'll tell you when to put on the pressure."
It took Carol a moment to set the stage for herself. She thought of shitting, of the way a turd felt when it was in the chute. Then she beckoned for her aunt to begin filling her ass.
Jane forced inch after inch of the dildo inside Carol's ass. Obviously, her tight asshole was just made for cock.
"There," Jane finally said. "You've taken the whole damn thing. Can't believe how easy it was. Especially for a cherry ass."
"Know what?" Carol sighed. "I stopped pretending about that turd when you got the dildo about halfway in me. The only pretending I did after that was telling myself that it was a real, live prick I was taking, instead of a dildo."
"You're incredible," Jane observed. "The first time I got my ass fucked I had to be practically raped by the guy who was doing it to me."
"Hope you thanked him later," Carol playfully told her aunt.
"I would up sucking my own shit right off his cock when he was through balling my ass," Jane fondly recalled.
"Then I expect you to do the same thing today," Carol insisted.
"First things first," Jane said. "Now comes the crunch. Your ass can take this much cock without too much trouble, as long as there's no movement. It starts to hurt when I really start to fuck you . . . like this."
Jane jerked the dildo back several inches in her niece's ass tunnel, then reversed direction and jammed it forward.
"Ooooh, my God!" Carol shrieked. "I don't believe it! It's like a knife!"
"Told you," Jane said. "And the fun's just beginning. This is your last chance to back out."
"No way," Carol vowed.
"No matter how much you beg me to stop, I'm going to keep right on fucking you," Jane warned.
"I'll never speak to you again if you don't," Carol shot back.
"Good girl."
Jane jerked the dildo back and forth another time. Then again and again, the strokes growing longer. Carol's cries of pain grew sharper and louder.
"You're killing me, Aunt Jane!" she yelped. "Fucking me to death!"
"Then you'll go out smiling," Jane taunted, constantly working the dildo in her niece's ass.
"No, it's too much for me after all," Carol sobbed in defeat. She begged, "Please stop . . . you've just got to stop."
Jane shoved the dildo in up to the hilt. She twisted it around like a blunt knife. Carol's plea for mercy abruptly changed to a shout of joy. She was coming.
"Don't stop!" she sang out. "Don't stop for anything! Fuck, fuck, fuck my ass! It hurts better than anything I've ever felt in my life!"
Jane pulled the dildo so far out that only its knob remained in her niece's hole.
Carol screamed: "Ram me again! Harder than ever!"
Jane did just that. In fact, her enthusiasm got the best of her. She buried the dildo so deeply on the thrust that she lost her hold on its base.
"It's stuck in your ass," Jane told her niece. "I can't move it for you anymore unless you settle down so I can reach in and get another grip on it."
But Carol was too far-gone to cooperate. The dildo remained stuffed in her ass. She made it twist inside of her by furiously rolling her hips. She was assfucking herself.
"I'm coming ... I'm coming," she gasped. "Can't stop coming!"
"Whew," Jane gulped as she looked on. "I'm almost coming myself, just watching you."
"If you really want to come, you don't have to just watch to do it," Carol called back. "C'mon, slide under me. We'll finish each other off with another sixty-nine."
"Oh, baby, I hear you talking!" Jane gushed.
And then she was slithering beneath her kneeling niece. Jane spread her legs so that Carol could dive between them, and she brought her own face up in the crack of that gorgeous teenaged ass.
Aunt and niece put their tongues to work, licking back and forth between one another's cunt and shithole. Carol was coming already, and what Jane did to her just added to the orgasm the buried dildo was giving her. Jane caught up quickly, though. Soon, the effects of the sixty-nine had her climaxing right along with her niece.
The more they came, the harder they sucked. Their writhing bodies rolled on the bed. Jane bobbed up on top of the action. Then, with another flurry of activity, Carol was above her aunt again. They passionately wrestled.
The lovers crashed to the floor, the impact of their sudden fall breaking the sixty-nine. When they sat up, they looked at one another, each caressing the other with liquid eyes.
"We're wonderful together," Carol sighed. "Thanks, Aunt Jane. Thanks for teaching me how terrific it can be with another woman. I might have never known about the lesbian inside of me if you hadn't come to live with us."
"My pleasure," Jane sighed back. "Except I've still got some unfinished business to take care of. I put the dildo up your ass, and I can't leave you walking around with it in there forever. Besides, I've got a selfish reason to pull it out of you."
"Oh, that's right," Carol recalled with a raunchy chuckle. "You've got some shit to eat for dessert."
"Just open up your ass for me one more time, and I'll get right to it," Jane urged. "Get that beautiful, big, brown dildo out of your fucked ass, and into my mouth."
Carol eagerly popped up on all fours, spreading her asscheeks as wide as they would go. The base of the buried dildo had stretched the entrance of her asshole to the size of a silver dollar. Digging with her fingernails, Jane got a grip on the artificial cock that had brought her niece so much pleasure, and she carefully worked it out.
"There," Jane said when she had completed the removal. "Take a look, Carol. See what assfucking does to a prick."
Carol turned around. The dildo her aunt held appeared to have been dipped in hot fudge.
"Oh, suck it, Aunt Jane, suck it," Carol urged. "All the way down your throat, until it's clean as a whistle."
"Here goes," Jane said, bringing the chocolate head of the dildo to her open mouth.
She swallowed deeply, and she kept on gobbling until she had taken every inch of the object which had fucked her niece's ass.
Then she reversed the dildo's direction. It resurfaced without a trace of shit on it. Jane was grinning broadly, the corners of her mouth tinged with brown. She looked like a messy little girl who had just wolfed down a gooey candy bar.
"You're adorable," Carol told her aunt. Then she leaned forward to kiss her aunt's dirty lips. It was the perfect ending to a perfect afternoon.
Chapter Five
After discovering each other's body, Carol and her aunt spent as much time as they could together. It wasn't all just sex between them, though. They had a lot to talk about. As much as they dug getting it on as a couple, neither of them was ready to become a hardcore lesbian. There were other sexual horizons to conquer, and they combined forces to discuss them.
Carol's brothers were a frequent topic of conversation. One night, the subject got around to which of the boys had the biggest cock.
"To tell you the truth," Carol said to Jane, "of the two I've fucked, I can't make up my mind who's hung best-Tom or Ray."
"What about Teddy?" Jane asked. "You watched us fuck. How does he compare?"
"Oh, he's big, all right," Carol answered. "Teddy, Tom and Ray have all got to be at least ten inches. Nothing really to choose among them."
"What about your other two brothers?"
"Jack and Archie? Gee, I don't know. That's an interesting question. I've never seen either of them with a hard-on, let alone fucked them."
"Don't you think it's about time you, uh, satisfied your curiosity?" Jane playfully suggested.
"I've heard worse ideas," Carol eagerly replied. "But only if you go into it with me, Aunt Jane."
"Give me a script and I'll take the part," Jane said, chuckling.
"Well, how about if I come on to Jack and you put the make on Archie? Then, after we fuck them, we'll compare notes."
"It's a deal! When do we do it?"
"You'll have to figure out how to corner Archie," Carol replied with a teasing tone. "You can think it over while I'm with Jack. It just so happens he's out in the barn, pitching hay,-all by himself."
"So that's why you picked him," Jane cheerfully grumbled.
"First come, first served," Carol bubbled.
And then she was up and gone, heading for the barn and another brother to fuck.
Jack Hinton was the only one of his father's sons who saw any future for himself in farming. His brothers were just looking for a way to get out from under the old man's thumb, which suited Jack just fine.
"This will all be mine someday," he was fond of saying to himself, especially when he was involved in some chore which might have otherwise numbed him with boredom. Like now, while he was pitching hay in the company of a bunch of cud-chewing cows.
Jack took a break, and he leaned on the handle of his pitchfork, reminding the cattle that it was only a matter of time before they belonged to him. That was when his sister walked into the barn.
"Who are you talking to, Jackie?" Carol called. "Nobody's in here with you, are they?"
"Just the cows, Sis," Jack sighed. "A guy could go crazy out here without some conversation. I'm glad you're here. No matter what I say, all these damned animals do is look at me and go right on chewing."
Carol plopped down on a soft pile of hay. She wasn't careful about the way her short skirt rose around her thighs.
"Okay then, what do you want to talk about?" she asked her brother.
"Oh, I dunno. Anything I guess," Jack muttered, his attention captured by the way his sister was sitting. She had a knee up, and he could see between her parted legs. Jack saw more than a glimpse of her pink panties.
"Some reason you're looking at me like that?" Carol finally said. She shifted her ass on the hay, showing even more of her crotch.
"Teacher, teacher, I declare," he chanted like a little boy. "I see someone's underwear."
"Haven't heard that in years," Carol laughed. But she did nothing to cover her pink panties.
"Uh, aren't you gonna do anything about it, Sis?" Jack nervously muttered.
"Should I?" Carol coyly answered.
"Uh, yeah, Sis, I think maybe you should," he said. "I know you don't mean anything, but the way you're sitting could give a guy ideas. Even if he is your brother."
"What ideas?" Carol wondered aloud, parting her legs just a little bit farther.
"I . . . I'd rather not say," Jack stammered.
"Maybe you don't have to," Carol laughed. "Maybe I can see for myself."
She was pointedly staring at the crotch of her brother's tight jeans. There was a throbbing bulge there. A hard-on straining to get out.
"Don't look at me that way, Sis?" Jack choked.
"Why? Are you embarrassed that I turn you on?"
"S . . . something like that? A guy's not supposed to feel that way about his sister."
"Even," Carol purred, "if she wants him to?"
She lifted her skirt to her waist, and she spread her legs wide as she leaned back on the hay to expose herself. She rubbed her open crotch until her panties were stained with moisture.
"My pussy is so wet for you, Jackie," she told her gasping brother. "As wet for you as your cock is hard for me. Don't you think we ought to do something about it?" "Wh . . . what?" Jack gulped. "Why don't you start by taking off your pants while I get rid of these panties?"
Carol hooked her thumbs under the elastic of her panties.
"C'mon," she urged her brother. "Don't be shy."
Jack's hand dropped to his swollen fly. He pinched the tab of his zipper. "Okay, down we go," Carol cheerfully called.
Her panties dipped until a puff of pussy hair showed. Jack's zipper slowly lowered.
Then Carol's panties were down to her thighs. But she kept her legs together, withholding a total view of her cunt until her brother finished with his pants.
"You show me yours, and I'll show you mine," she teased Jack.
Jack took a deep breath, and he opened the front of his jeans all the way. His cock and balls throbbed in his shorts. He closed his eyes, then jerked his pants and shorts down as quickly as he could, before he had a chance to change his mind. At the same time, Carol got rid of her panties and skirt. Brother and sister were nude from the waist down.
Jack opened his eyes. With his head lowered, the first thing he saw was his jutting hard-on. Looking to where it pointed, he found himself staring at his sister's wide-open cunt.
"Like me?" Carol asked as she fingered her pussy lips apart.
Speechless with lust, Jack nodded.
"Well, good, because the feeling's mutual," Carol purred. "I like you plenty. Never knew you had such a beautiful, big cock."
Jack self-consciously touched his stiff prick. "Yeah, guess I am pretty big."
His straining prick seemed to pull him toward his sister. When he reached her, Carol took his hand, and she pulled him down on the hay.
"Just relax," she told him. "I'll get us started."
Carol removed her blouse, becoming completely naked. Then she leaned over, dipping her head onto Jack's lap. She brought her tongue up from under his balls, licking is prick from root to tip.
"Are you going to suck me off, Sis?" Jack eagerly asked.
"Mmmm, you know it," Carol answered just before she took his cockhead in her mouth.
When his sister started blowing him, Jack fell back on his elbows, sighing, as inch after inch of his prick was swallowed. By the time his cock had been deep-throated, his hips were rolling. He fucked Carol in the mouth.
But Carol wasn't satisfied to just eat cock. Her pussy yearned for action, and now she moved to satisfy the craving. Orally twisting Jack's prick around, she shifted, winding up on top of her brother with her cunt astride his face.
Jack knew what was expected of him. His tongue reached out to lick between his sister's legs, from her clit to her asshole. He was rewarded with a rush of pussy juice, which he thirstily gulped down. With the first taste of Carol's cunt honey, he immediately wanted more.
Jack gripped her plump asscheek with each hand, and he lowered his sister's crotch flush against his face. Now his mouth sealed over the lips of Carol's pussy. He began fucking her with his tongue at the same time she sucked his cock.
As they sixty-nined in the hay, Carol felt erotic pressure building within her. It was like a bubble, expanding until its skin was transparent. Then it burst.
Carol was coming.
Her cunt had been wet before. But now, spasming with orgasm, her pussy was absolutely sopping. Her brother's mouth was there to catch every drop of cunt juice. Carol climaxed even stronger.
But she was not so selfish that she just thought about her own pleasure. The more she came, the harder she sucked Jack's prick. Their sixty-nine wouldn't be a success until he had come too. Oh, Carol thought, how she wanted to drink his jizz! She just knew it would be the sweetest cum she had ever tasted.
She was about to find out whether she was right. Her brother's prick was flexing and pulsing in her throat, getting hotter by the second. His cockhead was a grenade that was about to explode.
"Gonna come, Sis," Jack called. "Come in your mouth."
Carol bore down, applying all the suction she could manage. She squeezed her brother's balls, forcing the jizz out of them.
"Ahhh, this is it!" Jack cried.
His ass left the hay. His balls churned. His cock was a ten-inch volcano in his sister's throat, erupting with a torrent of molten cum.
Carol couldn't swallow the jizz as fast as it squirted. The excess cum washed down her chin. But she still managed to drink plenty of it, enough to make her belly glow.
Jack's prick slowed to a dribble, but Carol kept sucking, going after every extra drop of cum she could get. She tugged at her brother's oozing cockhead and somehow coaxed a late spurt, which she downed with a greedy slurp.
"I've had it, Sis," Jack sighed. "You're not gonna get another drop of jizz out of my cock if you put it through a wringer."
"Yeah, damn it, suppose so," Carol murmured, reluctantly releasing her brother's drained prick. "But, mmmm, it was sweet while it lasted. I love your cum. Could've drunk a gallon of it."
"Feels like you did just that, Sis," Jack moaned, rubbing his sore cock and balls.
He sat up, looking toward his parents.
"What are you going to do?" Carol asked sharply.
"Get up and get dressed, I guess," Jack said. '"You're kidding!" "Well, what else is there to do?" "You haven't even fucked me!" Carol pouted. "Tell it to my cock," he lamely joked. "I intend to," Carol vowed. "Just remember, though, actions speak louder than words."
She pushed her brother down, and she mounted his crotch. Swaying to and fro, she brushed his prick and balls with the tickling fur of her pussy.
"No use, Sis," Jack protested.
Carol just laughed, then sat right down on her brother's cock and balls with the meaty lips of her cunt. She rubbed his fuckshaft with the groove of moist flesh between her legs. Jack's crotch bumped in response. Then Carol leaned down, dangling her tits in her brother's face. All he had to do to taste her rosy nipples was reach out with his tongue. He automatically did so. Down below his crotch bumped again and his prick definitely began stiffening.
"Still think it's no use, Jackie?" Carol teased.
Jack wasn't saying anything. He was too busy sucking tit. And his cock was steadily growing.
"Mmmm, I like what I feel," Carol sighed at the telltale surge between her thighs.
"You got me, Sis," Jack admitted, slurping with a mouthful of tit. "I've got another hard-on."
"No turning back, then?"
"We're in it together, Sis, all the way down the line," Jack panted with arousal. "Whatever happens, happens. I'll worry about what it means after I've fucked you."
"You won't regret it, Jackie," Carol bubbled. "I promise you, you'll never be sorry you fucked me. Your cock is just made for my cunt."
"No time like now to find out," Jack grunted, flexing his prick.
"Ooooh, that's it!" Carol squealed as her brother's revived prick lurched against her fuck-hungry pussy.
She expertly adjusted her crotch, resting her weight on one thigh so her cunt pulled open from the side. Reaching down, she needed to only brush Jack's prick to guide it straight up inside her. When she bore down, at least ten inches of rigid cock filled her pussy.
"Mmmm, what a huge prick!" Carol exclaimed. "It feels even bigger in my cunt than it did in my mouth. This is one fuck I'm never gonna forget."
She swiveled her hips, corkscrewing her brother's standing cock in her twisting pussy.
"Whew, your cunt is so tight, Sis," Jack moaned. "And when you move it around my prick like that, it buzzes me from head to toe. You keep on the pressure like you are now, and this won't be a very long fuck. I'll come quick."
"It's not how long it lasts, but how good it feels," Carol reassured her brother. "And I'm about to cash in right . . . about . . . now!"
She was climaxing already. To prolong her orgasm, she rode up and down on Jack's cock, her pussy lips tugging in and out as her cunt rose and fell.
"Oh, fuck me, Sis, fuck me!" Jack called from below as his sister did all the work. "Make me come for you as hard as you're coming for me!"
"Just hang on, I'll get you there!" Carol excitedly promised. "I want your hot cum in my cunt just as fast as I can get it!"
"Then you're fucking me the way to make it happen," Jack gasped. "Fucking my balls to a boil."
Jack reached up and mauled his sister's tits. His forefingers and thumbs seized Carol's meaty nipples, pinching them until they turned purple and seemed about to burst.
Carol stopped bouncing up and down on Jack's cock, and she sat with her ass flush against his crotch. She swiveled her cunt around his fuck meat, burying it with all the tightness she could manage.
"Gonna come, Sis!" Jack declared.
His hips bucked. His balls were at the root of his shafting prick, turning over in her taut sac. Suddenly, he was shooting his wad into his sister's cunt in a continuous stream.
"So hot!" Carol cried. "Such hot, hot cum! And so much of it! Shooting into my pussy so fast!"
Jack was almost near the end of his climax. He finished it with a flourish, his spine snapping as he lifted Carol into the air on the saddle of his rising hips. The last blast of jizz reached into his sister's cunt and pushed her orgasm to a new peak.
"Okay, I'm through, Sis," Jack groaned. "Did I come through for you like you wanted?"
"You gave me more cum than I could've hoped for. My cunt can't hold it all. I'm leaking all over the place. Can't you feel?"
Jack put his hand into the tangle of loins. His fingers were dripping with his own jizz when he withdrew them. On an impulse he tasted them.
"How did you like your own cum?" Carol asked him.
"First time I ever tasted it," Jack answered. "Now I can see why you chicks dig it. It's nice and sweet."
"Want more-?"
"If I can eat your fucked cunt to get it."
"Be my guest," Carol cooed. "Just chow down to your heart's content."
Carol slid from on top of her brother, flopping on the bed with her legs spread. Her cunt slobbered with jizz as Jack moved his head between her thighs. Then his mouth was on her oozing pussy, noisily slurping.
"Oh, suck it, suck it!" Carol urged. "Keep sucking my pussy and I'll come all over again!"
Jack put his tongue as far up his sister's sloppy cunt as he could reach. He funneled the cum from her cuntslit, down his throat. When he had swallowed all of his own cream, he kept right on sucking, drinking pussy juice now instead of jizz. A lot of it. Carol had kept her promise about another climax. She was coming right on Jack's face.
He automatically swung around on top of her. Despite their fucking, his cock was still hard, and the logical place for his tireless prick was in Carol's mouth Jack ate Carol's pussy, and she gobbled his prick. There was just as much enthusiasm as there had been the first time they had gone down on one another.
They were a sight. Sexual poetry in motion. It could not have gone unappreciated by anyone lucky enough to be a witness.
And someone was.
Jane had not been able to resist sneaking out of the house to the barn and eavesdropping while her nephew and niece got it on.
"They're so fantastic together," Jane sighed as she looked on while Jack and Carol sixty-nined again. "As horny for each other as when they started. Ahhh, youth."
Just then, Jack came in Carol's mouth. Her face swelled from the gushing jism. It was Jack's third climax without any rest, but it was plain that his prick was shooting just as much jism as it had the previous two times. Carol made it just as plain that she didn't intend to stop gulping until she had swallowed every drop of her brother's latest load.
As she looked on, Aunt Jane tingled with a combination of admiration and envy. She just hoped that when her turn came with Archie, the last brother to be seduced, she would do as well as Carol had done with Jack.
Now, in the barn, Carol and Jack were finished. After they had uncoupled, they rested, side by side, lounging in the hay. For the time being the sucking and fucking was over.
Outside, Jane was ready to leave. However, before she went, something occurred which would make her chuckle all the way back to the house. Just before Jane slipped away, she noticed Carol looking right toward where she stood. A big grin split Carol's face, obviously directed at her eavesdropping aunt.
"She knew I were here the whole time," Jane laughed to herself. "Well, I've got to hand it to her, she really put on one helluva show for me."
Then Jane turned toward the house, thinking ahead to her upcoming session with Archie. She'd really have to perform to even equal what Carol had just shown her with Jack. It was a challenge which Jane was only too glad to accept.
Chapter Six
Archie Hinton was the shyest of the five brothers. Born in the middle, he had always seemed to be lost in the shuffle of the busy household. However, in the long run, he had the best future of anyone in the family. Withdrawing into a private world of ideas and books, he had become a crackerjack student over the years. In a few months, Archie would be the first Hinton to ever go to college.
Tonight he was cracking the books as usual. It wasn't work to him; His whole life was wrapped up in making something of himself, and using his brains was the surest way to get there. That meant total concentration on the subject at hand. Archie wasn't expecting company, and he didn't want any.
So he was annoyed when his Aunt Jane suddenly appeared in his room, and she started shooting the breeze. Too polite to ask her to go, Archie closed his book and let her rattle on, hoping she would get tired of listening to herself and leave.
Jane talked about the farm, the weather, then about a couple of other things in which Archie had no particular interest, before she asked her nephew a direct question. She wanted to know what he was reading.
Archie told her it was a book about the ancient Greeks, not bothering to identify it because he was sure his aunt had never heard of it.
But, to Archie's surprise, Jane named both the correct title and author.
"You've read it?" Archie gulped with surprise. Most of the time, when he tried to discuss his studies with the rest of the family, they had no idea what he was talking about.
Jane casually nodded, confirming she was quite familiar with the book. "The ancient Greeks have always fascinated me. Their lifestyle just appeals to me, I guess. They knew how to be serious and have fun at the same time."
Now it was Archie's turn to nod. He couldn't have agreed with his aunt more.
The next thing Archie knew, he was involved in a lively conversation about the Greeks of three thousand years before. And Jane wasn't just bullshitting him. She had her facts right. It was quite an experience for Archie to find this much in common with someone in the family after being in the habit of keeping things to himself. There were so many areas he wanted to discuss.
When his aunt brought up the topic of the Greeks' erotic practices, Archie eagerly bit. He echoed his agreement when Jane commented that the sexual freedom back in those days was quite remarkable.
"After all this time," Jane noted, "we still give the Greeks credit in the bedroom. Amazing, when you think about it. All those centuries have come and gone, yet people still talk about doing it the Greek way."
Archie knew, of course, exactly what she meant. And for the first time since the conversation had started rolling, he was tongue-tied. He felt his face tingle as he abruptly reddened with embarrassment. How could he discuss having sex the Greek way with his aunt, when it meant what it did? Namely, doing it in the ass.
"Why, you're blushing!" Jane exclaimed. "Whatever for?"
"We've hit on a kind of, uh, touchy subject for a guy to be talking about with his aunt," Archie muttered.
"You mean fucking in the ass?" Jane bluntly stated.
Now all of the color drained out of Archie's face. He was speechless.
"Of course, the Greeks usually did it with boys," Jane continued. "But you'd be surprised how many women enjoy the change of pace."
"I ... I wouldn't know," Archie stammered.
"Well," Jane teased. "Maybe your education hasn't been as good as I thought it was. You know, you can't find out everything from books. You've got to live a little."
Archie sat speechless again, waiting for what came next.
"Now you take me as an example," Jane said. "When I read about something that's new to me, I'm never satisfied until I've tried it for myself. You only go around once, after all. No matter how it turns out, at least I can say I've had the experience. And if it's good . . . mmmm, well, that's gravy. Know what I'm getting at?"
Archie was afraid he did. Before she spoke again, Jane glanced at her nephew's crotch. The telltale lump she had been counting on was there.
"Well, it just so happens that I'm one of those women I was telling you about before. I love it in my ass." Jane calmly told her nephew what he already had guessed. "The bigger the cock, the better. And there's nothing I like better than trying it out with a guy who's fucking that way for the first time. The younger he is, the more it turns me on."
Archie knew she was talking about him. He practically swallowed his tongue at the same time his heart jumped into his throat. The most uncomfortable part of his response, though, was between his legs. His rigid cock felt like it might burst out of his pants.
"On the other hand, if this makes you nervous, just say so and I'll drop the whole subject." Jane now offered her nephew a way out.
Archie said nothing. His aunt smiled, reaching over to stroke his thigh.
"Would you like to fuck me in the ass?" she whispered. As far as Archie was concerned she might as well have been shouting. His lips formed a yes, even though no sound came out.
"That's my boy," Jane purred.
She stood and dropped her skirt, turning her body around as the garment fell. Archie was now staring straight at her ass, her plump asscheeks bulging in her tight bikini panties.
"A lot of women go to pot down here when they get to be my age," Jane called over her shoulder. "But my ass is in the same shape as it was twenty years ago, if I do say so myself. Just look."
She pulled her panties down. She had been telling the truth. Her round ass was as high, sleek and firm as a teenaged girl's.
"See my dimples?" she laughed, flexing her asscheeks.
Archie had been breathless. Now it was just the opposite. He breathed so hard that the role seemed deafening to him.
"I love it when a man sees my ass for the first time," Jane seductively continued. "I'm even prouder of it than I am of my cunt. Almost any woman can look good when she spreads her legs. But she has to work at it to turn a guy on with her back turned to him."
Jane dropped to her knees. Then hunched over, supporting herself on a chair. Now her nephew could see the blonde gash of her spread pussy. But that wasn't what captured Archie's attention. His eyes had focused on her small, dark shithole.
Archie bolted from his chair, his hand jerking down his fly. He grabbed for his fuckmeat inside his open pants, and out sprang his stiff prick, pulsing in his grip. It had never seemed too big to him.
Archie expected his aunt to glance around and look at his hard-on. But she didn't.
Instead, Jane said: "Tell me about your cock. Describe it for me. And don't be modest."
"My cock's plenty long and thick for you, Aunt Jane, if that's what you want to hear," Archie honestly answered. "Sticking straight out."
"Mmmm, you're right, that is just what I wanted to hear," Jane sighed. "I'll bet it's got a big, fat prickhead, too, that's red as a beet."
"Yes."
"And the veins are bulging out all along the shaft." "Yes."
"And you're wondering how you can ever fit that giant cock in my tight, little asshole." "Yes."
"Only one way to find out." "Yes!"
Archie lined up behind his kneeling aunt, placing his blunt pricktip into the small opening of her ass. It seemed like such a mismatch. He was sure he'd hurt Jane terribly if he went ahead and forced his cock inside her.
Which was just what Jane expected and craved.
"Rip me!" she fiercely commanded.
Archie's hips automatically lurched. As his cock sank into its narrow target, Jane shuddered and rocked back on her knees to meet her nephew's thrust. When Archie looked down, at least half of his cock was already buried in her ass.
But it wasn't enough for Jane.
"The whole thing!" she urged. "Fuck my ass with all of your beautiful prick!"
Jane rocked backward again at the same time her nephew delivered another cock-thrust. The result was that Archie's prick was buried so deeply in her ass that his cockhead had reached shit.
"Am I hurting you?" Archie anxiously asked his aunt.
"Not as much as you're going to," Jane moaned back. "Give me the old in-and-out now, just like you were fucking my cunt."
Archie started to move his cock. It was difficult at first because his aunt's ass was so tight. But, gradually, the strokes increased in length.
"That's the way," Jane whimpered with joy. "The way it's supposed to hurt me. Like you were trying to split me in two."
He drove his massive prick up through her narrow ass walls again and again. With every thrust, he had the sensation that his cock had grown another inch. He was fucking his aunt's ass so deeply that he was certain his prick must be brown with her shit by now. The thought of something so dirty excited him terrifically.
To satisfy his curiosity, he pulled out until only his cock knob remained in Jane's asshole. Sure enough, the barrel of his prick was filthy. And Archie was hit by an idea which was too raunchy for him to resist.
Instead of ramming back up his aunt's ass, Archie pulled out his slimy prick all the way, and he aimed it a notch below. When it surged again, his shitty cock was traveling up Jane's pussy.
"Back and forth," she urged, loving it. "Fuck me back and forth, between my cunt and ass! Get your cock filthy in my asshole, then clean it off with pussy juice. It makes me feel so damned dirty . . . just the way I want to feel."
Archie had never been around a woman who behaved this way, one so raw, so earthy, so much like the kinky goddess of his wildest dreams. And now, here she was, his own aunt, begging for his cock in her pussy and ass on the boldest of terms. The boy couldn't contain his excitement. He wanted to fuck her to death. Archie fucked his aunt's cunt as hard as he could, wanting to rape her. Then it was back to her ass. He stabbed her asshole with thrust after thrust until his prick was brown with shit. Then he would clean it off again with another trip up Jane's wet pussy.
Over and over again the process was repeated.
Archie had fantasized that he would fuck his j aunt to death, the reverse was actually occurring. Jane was getting stronger all the time, pleading for more, more, more. Somewhere in the midst of her frenzy, she came. And, having began to climax, she couldn't stop. Her body started pitching and bucking. To hang on for the ride, her nephew had to grab hold of her tits. His nails dug into her soft tit mounds, leaving marks which would remain for days.
Jane responded to the mauling of her tits by panting: "The nipples, Archie, the nipples. Do something to my nipples. Something cruel to go along with the way you're fucking me."
Archie took the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Jane screamed with a heightened orgasm when he brutally pinched them.
"Twist them around double," she called. "It'll hurt me even better."
Archie did as he was told. He felt a surge of macho pride run through him when his aunt reacted to the torture of her nipples with a howl of pain.
"Had enough?" he taunted her.
Jane looked over her shoulder and laughed at him. Her face was a mask of suffering. But still she was laughing.
"No, you'll never get enough." Archie answered his own question.
"Don't let that stop you from trying, though," Jane rasped. "I expect the worst. I want it. I need it."
"And you've got it!" Archie eagerly declared.
He had been fucking his aunt's cunt during his assault on her tits. Now he shifted his tireless cock back to her other fuckhole. He used his prick savagely, goring Jane's ass.
"Arrggghhh, that's where it hurts the best!
Right where I shit! Your giant prick straight up my poor ass!" she screamed.
Archie kept fucking her ass instead of switching back to his aunt's pussy. He pinched and twisted her clit the way he had done to her nipples.
Jane came even harder than she had before. His assfucking had her shit boiling in her bowels, and her mauled pussy spilled so much hot juice that she seemed to be pissing. And yet she still pleaded for more.
Archie gave it to her. He stuffed all five fingers into her yawning cunt, then clenched them into a fist.
Now he alternated back and forth between thrusting his knuckles in Jane's cunt and his cock in her ass, fistfucking and assfucking her at the same time. It was amazing the way her fuckholes could stretch to take him. Even more amazing the way she thrived on such brutality.
"This is even better than being raped," Jane complimented her nephew's vicious assault. "Sooner or later a rapist always loses his nerve. But you, Archie, you just keep getting meaner and meaner. Oooooh, you bastard! You magnificent bastard!"
"You dirty bitch!" Archie growled.
She caught another punch in her pussy, another cock-thrust up her ass. Then his knuckles struck in her cunt once more, and his prick rammed in her ass. Over and over again, he continued.
"No!" Jane suddenly wailed. She was protesting because the fist in her cunt and the cock in her ass had just stopped fucking her. "You can't stop now!"
"Have to," Archie gasped.
"Why?" Jane demanded to know.
"I'm getting ready to come."
"Then why aren't you jamming your prick as deep in my ass as it'll go?"
"I'm not gonna come in your ass," Archie revealed, yanking his cock free of Jane's shitter.
He grabbed her by the hair, close to the scalp, jerking her head around so violently that her whole body flipped over. Then he straddled her, shoving his cock under her nose so she could see that it was coated with her own crap.
"I'm gonna come in your mouth, Aunt Jane," Archie rasped. "Open wide."
"Mmmmm," Jane slurped in reaction. "I said it before, and I'll say it again. You bastard!"
Her lips and teeth flew apart. Down her waiting throat, her nephew's filthy prick plunged. Jane took every inch of cock on the first swallow. She sucked so hard that Archie's balls rose in their sac until they were clinging to the root of his buried fuckshaft.
"Drink my cum!" Archie ordered. He lurched his hips, but he couldn't force his prick any farther down his aunt's throat than it already was.
Archie's supply of jizz had built to a massive eruption. His cock was now shooting so much cum that he might as well have been pissing in his aunt's mouth.
The heat and volume of Archie's creamy flood would have taken a normal woman by surprise. However, Jane was anything but normal. She matched the spurts from her nephew's prick with gulp after gulp.
When Archie's cock had slowed to a dribble, Jane kept right on sucking. Finally, Archie had to yank her head away from his crotch to make her stop. She was starting to actually chew his prick in her hunger for more cum.
"I'm done, damn it," he complained. "Don't you know when to quit?"
"You're done when I say you are," Jane shot back.
"Tell that to my cock," Archie snorted.
He lay back and shook his hips so his limp prick flapped on his groin, mocking his horny aunt.
Jane wasn't fazed. She went immediately into action, scissoring her nephew's waist with her legs and pulling his crotch against hers. She reached down, and she stuffed his soggy prick into the jaws of her cunt. Then she clamped down, teaching Archie just how strong the muscles of a woman's pussy could be.
Archie took a deep breath as the blood abruptly rushed to his loins. Jane started rocking him in the trap of her thighs, but it was unnecessary because his hips were rolling on their own. Archie was fucking his aunt again. The whole thing had taken less than a minute.
"You're just incredible, Aunt Jane. Your pussy's got my prick stiffer than ever," Archie said.
"All in a night's work," Jane replied. "When a woman's as horny as I am, she's got to go after her man with everything she's got."
"I'm a believer," Archie sighed. "Just one thing, though."
"Anything you say, as long as you keep fucking me," Jane answered.
"This time we take it easy," Archie suggested.
"Fine with me," Jane readily agreed. "I'm always ready to be fucked like a lady. Just rock me slow and steady."
This satisfied Archie. Now he could relax and let his big prick slide in and out of her moist pussy canal.
Gradually, the pace picked up. Jane began wiggling her ass, and she pulled her nephew's head down to her chest so he could suck her tits. Her hand dipped into the crush of loins, and she squeezed Archie's balls.
Archie couldn't help himself. He started getting that macho feeling again. His cock-thrusts got stronger. Jane answered them with her surging pussy.
"Fuck me harder, harder," she hissed in her nephew's ear.
"Your prick is so big in my cunt," she crooned. "Makes me feel like I'm cherry again."
"Yeah," Archie gasped. He had closed his eyes, fantasizing that his aunt was a virgin. It made him fuck her all the harder. He reached down, and he clutched her asscheeks, squeezing them together. This made his aunt's pussy even tighter. Her cunt seemed to be rubbing his prick almost raw. At the same time he fucked her, Archie licked Jane's nipples. His tongue went from one stiff tit tip to the other, bathing them with warm spit.
"I'm coming now," Jane moaned. "Coming so much. Oh, Archie, you're such a stud."
"Guess I am at that," Archie agreed, stabbing his prick to the spasming core of his aunt's pussy.
"You going to be coming along with me pretty soon?" Jane breathlessly asked. "I want to finish up with both of us getting off together. Can you do it?"
"For you, Aunt Jane, anything," Archie promised.
He lifted Jane's legs in the air, and he hooked his shoulders under the crooks of her knees, driving forward. Jane's body was jackknifed. Archie's cock angled straight down in her cunt . . . but it didn't stay there.
All at once Archie had yanked his prick free of his aunt's pussy. Jane wasn't sure what was going on, but she had been far enough down the road with her nephew to trust him completely.
Archie declared: "I'm gonna come! Ready for it?"
Jane vigorously nodded, still not knowing where she was going to get her nephew's jizz.
And then, with his deepest, most powerful thrust yet, Archie forced every inch of his long cock into his aunt's asshole. And that's where he came. Jane climaxed along with him with her strongest orgasm of the evening.
And when it was over, aunt and nephew said exactly the same thing to one another.
"Thank you."
Chapter Seven
Carol had spied on the wild session between her aunt and brother. It had charged her up plenty. Of all her brothers, Archie was the last one Carol would have expected to be such a macho stud.
"And to think," she muttered with a chuckle. "I used to halfway wonder if Archie was gay."
In any case, one thing was sure in Carol's mind now. She just had to get it on with Archie. But that wasn't all there was to it. She planned to do it behind her aunt's back.
Carol had started to think she was in competition with Jane. She needed to prove that she was as good or better a piece of ass than her horny aunt. So far, neither of them had sucked and fucked the same person for a head-to-head comparison of their sexual talents. Now Carol was ready to change that, and Archie was the perfect place to start.
When they talked about Jane's wild night with Archie, Carol tried to throw her aunt off the track by pretending to be disinterested.
"Sure," she told Jane. "I came down and watched for a little while, but I got bored. Archie just doesn't turn me on, I guess."
"Suit yourself," Jane said with a shrug. "That just leaves him all to me. I think he's terrific."
"You're welcome to him," Carol sighed. "I suppose you'll be fucking him again, then."
"Every chance I get!" Jane exclaimed. "We've got a date for tomorrow night at the motel in town. It's too risky for us to keep making it here in the house, the way we go at it. And it's a funny thing to be saying, but, believe it or not, I think it's more than just sex between Archie and me. I haven't felt like this about a guy in a long time. I know he's my own nephew, but I think we might have a future together."
Carol politely told Jane that she was happy for her. But, inside, she was chuckling at how she planned to double-cross her unsuspecting aunt. It was a nasty thing to do, which made it all the more irresistible to her.
Carol felt very, very wicked. She had finally put the little farmgirl in her to rest forever, emerging as the hot-blooded woman she had always wanted to grow up to be. Anybody who got in her way would just have to pay the price.
The following evening, the stage was set for Carol's script to be acted out. Around seven, her aunt left the house, saying that she was going into town to do some shopping.
Of course, Jane was really heading for the local motel. The idea was that Archie would follow her in about an hour, after making up some story about somewhere he had to go. Nobody in the family was any the wiser, except for Carol, and she had already gone somewhere herself. Roller skating, she said. * * * As Archie Hinton drove toward town and his secret meeting with his aunt, he saw what he thought was a hitchhiker. Archie was always glad to offer a lift, so he stopped, thinking it was probably someone from a neighboring farm who had run out of gas. Because the deserted stretch of road was dark, he did not recognize who he had actually picked up until she was in the car.
"S . . . sis," he stammered. "What're you doing out here?"
"Waiting for you," Carol calmly answered.
"What for?"
"Pull off the road, and you'll find out," Carol told her brother. She jerked the wheel, forcing him to go where she wanted.
It was flat country, with not that much difference between the pavement and the hard ground. Carol made Archie drive to a stand of trees which bordered a pasture before she had him stop. They were almost a hundred yards away from the road. In the darkness a parade could have passed by, and the car wouldn't have been seen.
"All right, Sis, now just what is this all about?" Archie steamed, his surprise having turned to anger.
"Us," Carol purred in reply. "It's about us."
"What about us?" Archie snapped. "Whatever it is, couldn't it have waited? I'm in a hurry. I-"
Archie was suddenly speechless. His sister had just opened her blouse, and she wasn't wearing a bra. Catching her bare tits, a shaft of moonlight made her red nipples stand out like rubies.
Carol stripped her blouse away entirely and, nude from the waist up, waited patiently for her brother to recover his voice.
"What are you doing?" Archie gulped as he stared at his sister's moon-drenched tits.
"Seducing you," Carol crooned. "Can't you tell? Maybe you need another hint."
She wore a wrap-around denim skirt. Then, all at once, she wasn't wearing it anymore. And she never donned any panties. Suddenly, she was stark naked before her astonished brother.
"I want you," she told him. "That's what I meant about us. Us sucking and fucking each other. Out here under the stars, all by ourselves, in a world of our own where nothing else matters but my cunt and your cock."
"You're crazy," Archie muttered. ' "No, not crazy," Carol answered. "Just so horny for my brother that I can't control the way I feel or what I do. And I know you're in the same boat."
"You're wrong." Archie tried to deny it. He wasn't very convincing.
"Okay, if I don't turn you on, there's an easy way you can prove it to me," Carol dared. "I'll let you show me yourself. Unzip your pants, and flash your cock. Let your prick decide whether I go or stay. If you don't have a hard-on, I'll put on my clothes and walk back to the farm."
Archie warily accepted the dare. Desperately wanting his cock to be soft, he thought of everything he could to turn himself off as she reached for his zipper.
Carol was leaving nothing to chance. As her trembling brother reached for his fly, she reclined against the car door. Her left leg hooked over the seat, spreading her thighs. Now the moonlight was focused on her wide-open pussy. Her brother had to look at her glowing cunt while he attempted to prove she didn't turn him on.
Archie's jeans parted in front. He was lost as soon as he'd begun. His jockey shorts bulged out in a thick wad, tightly packed with his stiff cock and fat balls.
But Carol didn't push things. There was no reason for her to jump the gun when she already knew victory was hers. She'd let her brother seal his own fate.
"I'm waiting," she said, almost casually. "Go ahead, show me if I'm right or wrong."
Archie took a deep breath of defeat, then flipped the elastic of his shorts down. His rigid prick sprang into the open, jutting like a pole. It was even bigger than Carol had remembered.
"Okay, Sis, you win," Archie whispered as his hard-on twitched in the air.
"No, we both win," Carol cooed, rising to her knees in a fluid movement despite the cramped quarters of the car.
And then she was sucking her brother's cock.
"Can you eat the whole thing?" he breathlessly asked his sucking sister.
A cock-hungry Carol responded with almost instant results. She slurped down on Archie's prick farther and farther, until her lips were clutching his cock root. She had deep-throated her brother.
"Oh, that's it, Sis," Archie panted with runaway excitement. "Now slide up and down. Fuck my prick with your mouth!"
Carol's head began to bob. She used her mouth like a cunt on her brother's fuckshaft. Archie's balls churned in appreciation, hurriedly creating the hot load of jism which would soon erupt.
As he neared his climax, Archie wondered if his sister was the kind of girl who would drink a guy's cum. God, he hoped so. So many girls ruined a blowjob because they didn't know what to do when they suddenly found themselves with a squirting prick in their mouths.
"My cock's gonna blow!" he warned her.
Carol's lips had been halfway down Archie's fuckshaft when she heard his warning. She slurped toward the root at the same moment her brother's hips bucked. The result was a collision between her face and his crotch, with his gushing prick as deep in her throat as it could go.
Now Archie had the answer about how his sister would deal with his jizz. She couldn't get enough of it. Archie's cock kept unloading and Carol was sucking the cream right out of his balls.
"Drink it, Sis, drink it!" Archie urged. "Drink every drop of my cum!"
By the time she was through going down on his prick, Carol had done exactly as her brother had told her. When it was released from her mouth, Archie's prick wasn't even dripping. She had totally drained it.
"What a blowjob!" Archie bubbled. "I'm telling you, Sis, if you fuck half as good as you suck cock, it's gonna be some piece of ass."
"Half as good?" Carol teased. "Twice as good is more like it."
"Mmmm, then let me at it!" Archie panted. "Can't wait to get my cock in your cunt!"
He reached for Carol, but she wiggled away, springing the door handle with her elbow. Out the open door she tumbled, landing on her feet when she left the car, and leading her brother on a merry chase through the trees. He caught her in the pasture, playfully wrestling her to the lush carpet of grass.
"Why'd you run, Sis?" Archie asked. "Playing hard to get all of a sudden?"
"Just wanted you to fuck me outside," Carol answered. "Under the stars, like I told you before.
It makes me feel so free. So natural."
"Yeah, I see what you mean," Archie sighed as he looked down at his naked sister. The breeze had just caught her long, brown hair and made it flutter around her slender shoulders. At that moment she was stunningly beautiful.
But even more so when she spread her legs for her brother. There was her soul, Archie romantically thought, as he gazed at her open cunt. He took a mental picture of her pussy, framing it in his mind so it would always be there for him to remember, no matter where he went and what he did.
"Fuck me now," Carol told him with erotic simplicity.
Archie knelt between her legs, his cock in his hand. He wasn't in a hurry. This experience was too special to rush. He wanted to make it last as long as possible.
With great care, he lowered his prick toward his sister's sleek pussy. But he didn't penetrate her cunt right away. First he ran his cockhead inside of her thighs. Then he teased her pussylips and clit, moistening the tip of his fuckshaft with her sticky juice.
Carol let him take his time. The longer his cock-head played with her cunt, the hornier she got. The hornier she got, the better the fuck would be.
Then Archie was ready to stick it in. The knob of his prick passed between his sister's pussylips and entered her cunt. Then slowly, very slowly, his cock inched inside. While it advanced, Archie leaned forward and lapped his tongue over Carol's tits, especially the nipples.
"Mmmm, this is heaven," Carol moaned. "I might come even before your prick is all the way in my cunt."
"Let it happen then, Sis," Archie passionately whispered. "I'm here to make you feel as good as you can."
He helped his sister toward an early orgasm by fingering her clit while his prick continued its gradual entrance just below.
"Ahhh, that's it," Carol swooned. "I'm coming. Coming already."
Her ass jumped off the grass. At the same time, Archie shoved his cock. Brother and sister wound up belly to belly, with his big prick buried at last in her tight cunt.
"Oh, Archie, Archie," Carol gasped. "You're hung so good! I can feel every bit of your prick in my pussy. Now move it. In and out, back and forth, so you drive me crazy from coming."
When her brother began stroking his cock into her cunt, Carol locked her legs around his waist to give herself the leverage to push back. Her hips rolled and her ass squirmed. And a second climax replaced her first one.
"Keep fucking me just like you are, Archie," she groaned in ecstasy. "Fuck me like I've never been fucked before. Fuck me like you've never fucked anyone else."
"As far as I'm concerned, I might as well have never really fucked before," Archie replied. "There's no comparison between you and anyone else, Sis. I mean it."
More than anything, this was just what Carol wanted to hear. It excited her as much as her brother's cock in her cunt. It meant that Archie had already decided she was a better piece of ass than their Aunt Jane.
Carol couldn't believe how soon she had achieved her goal. From here on in, everything was a bonus. There was no reason for her to concern herself about anything else, from this point on, except sheer pleasure.
And that pleasure had just peaked in yet another orgasm for Carol. It was the third time she had come, but it wouldn't be the last, the way her brother was fucking her. She expected to lose count of her orgasms before long.
Archie kept his prick working steadily in his sister's cunt. While he fucked her, he sucked her tits and ran his hands along the curves of her naked body.
"Oh, Sis," he slurped. "You're so beautiful. So fucking beautiful. Why did we have to wait so long to get it on? If only I could have seen sooner that you weren't a little girl anymore. You're a woman now, and I just hope I'm man enough for you."
"Mmm, you are," Carol reassured her brother as he continued to suck and fuck her. "Only a real man could make me come the way you are."
Archie was closing in on the moment when he would come too. He had been holding back, trying to keep fucking his sister as long as possible. But the constant friction between cock and cunt was taking its toll on his balls.
"Have to come!" Archie shouted.
"Shoot it, shoot it into me!" Carol cried.
She lifted her ass off the grass, pushing back as hard as she could, when Archie's prick erupted deep in her cunt. She could feel his hot jizz pour against her fluttering cunt walls. She celebrated her brother's climax by having another one of her own, her mightiest orgasm so far.
Archie's cock was unloading plenty on its own. But his sister's tugging cunt had the knack of drawing out an extra measure of cum that made the difference between an outstanding climax for him and an extraordinary one.
"I'll never come any harder than this, Sis, thanks to you," Archie groaned as his prick spurted for what he believed would be its final time. However, Carol's spasming pussy was still working on his cock, and there was yet another blast of jizz.
Finally, Archie's cock was drained. But if its cum was all gone, its strength was not. Fucking Carol had left Archie's prick stiffer than ever.
"I could go right on balling you," brother told sister. "What do you think about that?"
"I think you'd better go right ahead and do it," Carol hornily sighed. "As long as your cock is hard, I want it fucking me."
He started moving his prick in his sister's cunt again. There was a problem this time around, though. Carol's fuckslit was so sloppy with leftover cum from the previous fuck that there wasn't enough traction between his cock and her pussy.
Archie tried to create some extra friction by reaching between Carol's legs and pushing the heel of his hand against the bottom of her cunt. It didn't work very well. But when his middle finger slipped into her asshole, the problem was solved.
"Oh, Archie, fuck me down there," Carol urged. "Take your cock out of my cunt and fuck me in the ass."
"You go for that, Sis?"
"It'll be my first time," Carol quickly answered, not knowing she was going to make such a claim until she heard herself say it. "My ass is cherry . . . but I don't want it to stay that way."
"Just what I want to hear," Archie panted with desire. "I'm just the man for the job."
Carol was thrilled with his eager response. She didn't feel she was lying to her brother about her ass being cherry, just stretching the truth. Yes, she had been fucked there already, but by her Aunt Jane, with a dildo. This would, in fact, be her first assfucking with a real prick.
"Got to get you ready," he told her. "Taking a cock where you shit can really rip you up if the guy you're with isn't careful. Don't want to hurt you on your first time."
Archie had pulled his cock out of her pussy. Now he caught some of the leaking cum from her sloppy gash, and he transferred it to her asshole. He worked it into the small opening, using his jizz like Vaseline, to slick the way for his big prick into her narrow asshole.
"There," he finally said. "I think that's got you ready."
"Anything I should do?" Carol asked, still on her back.
"Lift your legs," Archie suggested* "so I can get a clear shot between your asscheeks with my prick."
"I can pull my legs all the way back over my head if you want," Carol answered, chuckling. "That way you won't be able to miss my ass if you're blindfolded."
"Perfect," Archie agreed. "My cock'll sink right down inside you that way, clean as a whistle, with all that cum greasing your asshole."
Carol jackknifed her naked body and urged: "Let's do it, then! I want your prick in my ass so much!"
Archie eased down from on top, fitting his cock-head into his sister's asshole. He pushed with his hips, and the knob of his prick went in. Then he hesitated, waiting for Carol's reaction.
"More," she called up. "I can take a lot more."
Archie's crotch dipped. Two or three inches of his cockshaft slid into his sister's ass.
"More," Carol said again.
She kept on saying it until she got what she wanted; every bit of her brother's huge cock filling her ass.
"Can't believe it," Archie sighed when his prick was buried. "You took the whole thing so easy. Wasn't nearly as tight as I thought it'd be."
"My ass can be plenty tight when I want it to be," Carol answered. "Like now."
She clamped down on her brother's imbedded cock with all her strength. Suddenly, her asshole was like a vise. Her hips were churning, twisting Archie's fuckmeat inside her. The rippling friction made her climax on the spot.
Archie started working his prick back and forth in her squeezing ass tunnel. This made Carol come all the harder. She was so horny that she rubbed her own tits, massaging her erect nipples with the palms of her hands.
Archie's cock-strokes got longer and more frequent. He couldn't fuck his sister's ass for long without shooting his wad. The driving momentum of his pumping prick was passing the point of no return.
"Gonna come quick!" he breathlessly warned Carol.
She didn't even have time to answer before her ass was abruptly swamped with a torrent of jizz. Once it started gushing from Archie's prick, the cum kept arriving in spurt after spurt after spurt. Carol couldn't hold it all inside her. By the time her brother's cock was spent, the excess cream trickled between her raised asscheeks and dripped onto the grass below.
"That's all, Sis," Archie sighed when he was through coming. "Didn't take long, did it?"
"Don't hear me complaining, do you?" Carol answered with a sigh of her own. "Mmmm, it was wonderful. You can fuck me in the ass anytime, Archie, whether it takes you a minute or an hour to shoot your wad."
"Well, I don't know about an hour," Archie said. "But if I can keep this hard-on, maybe I could give you a run at it."
"Fuck me in the ass again?" Carol excitedly asked.
"My cock's still in there," Archie noted, flexing his prick all the way into his sister's bowels. "Shall I do it?"
"You damned well better!" Carol joyously demanded.
She rolled her hips. Her brother's cock started pumping in her ass once more. It really was starting to seem as though they would be fucking all night.
Chapter Eight
Jane was no dope. It didn't take her long to figure things out, especially when she returned to the farm and Carol and Archie were missing. Just to make sure, though, she stayed awake in bed until she heard her niece and nephew sneaking in before dawn. They were billing and cooing like the lovers Jane now knew for certain that they were.
"That little bitch," she muttered to herself as she thought about what Carol had done. "I trusted her, and she went behind my back and snatched her damned brother for herself. I can't believe I fell for that crap she gave me about Archie not turning her on."
Jane took a deep breath, steeling her will. The way she saw it, she had been humiliated by a young snip of a girl who shouldn't have even been in the same league with her. There was no doubt about it, she thought, to save her pride, she had to strike back.
"Got to get even!" she angrily vowed to herself.
She reasoned there was no point in going after Archie again. Carol probably had him wrapped around her little finger by now. And his four brothers had already been seduced into incest. Getting any of them to fuck her, Jane decided, would prove nothing. She wanted to get it on with someone special. Someone whose slide into incest would make Carol's head spin.
Now the only problem was in selecting the perfect pigeon.
"Of course!" Jane declared. "It's foolproof! Like shooting fish in a barrel!"
She was so excited that she couldn't sleep. So she stayed awake and planned. The woman planned the most inspired seduction of her sexual career. She almost had to thank Carol for double-crossing her and pushing her into something she ought to have done a long, long time ago. * * * Frank Hilton was a simple man. A man's man. He had tried marriage and, although he was sorry his wife had died, he wasn't about to remarry. Of course, his hands were full with five sons and a daughter. But the current deal he had with their aunt was about as far as he was willing to go with the opposite sex.
What Frank liked about having Jane around was that he didn't have to think about her as a woman because she was his own sister. She was just there, doing a job. Her sex life was none of his concern. She couldn't use her body the way a wife could, to control him. That was exactly the way Frank thought he wanted it.
He was in for a rude awakening, about to find out that a man's sister could make him jump through hoops the same way any other woman could. Especially if his sister was as determined as Jane was to try out his cock.
The day that would change Frank Hilton's life started out uneventfully enough. His younger children were in school, and the older boys had gone over to the next farm to make some extra money helping out with the harvest. Frank was sticking close to the house, catching up on a few repairs that needed to be made. He was mending a chicken coop when his sister wandered outdoors.
"Oh, what a gorgeous day," Jane said. "Too nice to waste indoors. Think I'll get me some sun."
"Suit yourself, Sis," Frank told her. "Don't mind me."
Jane was wearing a housecoat. She took it off. Frank didn't bother to look, assuming she was decent underneath. She wasn't.
In her plunging bra and bikini panties, Jane stretched out on a patch of grass near where her brother was working. She was on her back, with her knees up. Gradually, her knees fell apart. When Frank glanced at her again, the first thing he saw was her open crotch. Blonde tufts of pussy hair curled out from her tight panties at the edges of her spread thighs.
In silence, Frank tried to convince himself it didn't make any difference whether he saw his sister like this. That didn't work. He knew it when he felt his prick swell under his overalls. Then he tried to turn away. That didn't work either. He was staring now, and breathing so hard that Jane couldn't help but hear him.
"Something wrong, Frank?" she asked him, covering her eyes with her arm.
"No, nothing," Frank lied.
He kept eyeing her. Jane gave him plenty to look at. With her free hand, the woman reached down, and she caressed her thighs. Gradually, her fingers strayed to her crotch. She fiddled with her panties. More pussy hair sneaked out for Frank to see.
He found himself edging closer to Jane. It was as though his cock, fully hard now, were pulling him forward. He shoved his hand into his pocket, grabbing his cock as if he could restrain himself that way. The next thing he knew, he was stroking his fuckmeat, all but jerking off through the denim of his overalls.
Jane lifted her arm from her eyes, and she sat up. Her tits jiggled in her lowcut bra. She caught her brother, with his cock bulging in his overalls.
Frank froze, his fingers tightly squeezing his prick. He didn't know how he expected his sister to react. Certainly not the way she did.
"My, my," Jane playfully noted. "Just what do we have here?"
Frank was finally able to release his cock. But it was too late. A dark stain abruptly spread across the front of his overalls. He had just come in his pants.
"Have an accident?" Jane teased.
Finally, Frank managed to turn away, his face burning with embarrassment. He started shuffling toward the barn, the only place he could think of to go to get away from his mocking sister.
"Wait!" Jane called to him.
Frank tried to ignore her. He couldn't. Jane had jumped up. She ran in front of him to block his path. Her hands were on her hips, and her big tits practically spilled from her skimpy bra.
"Leave me alone, Sis," Frank croaked. "I feel bad enough as it is, without you laughing at me. I don't know what came over me."
"But, Frank, you've got me wrong," Jane answered, her tone changing to one of sympathy. "I don't want to make fun of you. I understand. Sometimes people just have to let themselves go. What happened to you could happen to anyone."
She paused, letting her brother's eyes grow wide as she slipped her hand inside her panties.
"It could even happen to me," she now purred, rubbing her cunt with a circular motion. "Just watch."
In a moment, Jane was moaning. A moist blotch had appeared at the crotch of her panties. A thread of pussy juice trickled down the inside of one of her sleek thighs.
"See," she said when she had caught her breath. "I made myself come just like you did, Frank. I watched you, and you watched me, so now we're even. Make you feel better?"
Frank gritted his teeth. What kind of crazy game was his sister playing? Damn, if she hadn't given him another hard-on. That had to have been her plan. Just like this whole thing was obviously a setup.
"I know what you're thinking, Frank," Jane told him. "You want to know why I'm doing this."
Frank nodded painfully, as though his neck were sprained.
"I could try to explain it, tell you how I've noticed how lonely you seem. How much you need a woman to do the things for you only a woman can do for a man." She paused, glancing down at the front of her brother's overalls to make sure his cock was still hard. It was. The revealing bulge was larger than ever. "Or, I could go back through the years, and tell you how I've always had a secret crush on you, ever since I was a little girl. Not just a big brother thing, either."
Frank just hung there, waiting for whatever was going to happen next.
"But what's the point in trying to explain how I feel with words," Jane cooed, "when I can show you so much better."
She reached behind her back, and she unhooked her bra. Her bare tits spilled free, so firm and big that they bounced. Her nipples were hot-pink and sticking straight out. Then she hooked her thumbs under the elastic of her panties, and she peeled them away. The sunlight caught the golden triangle of her pussy and made her blonde bush gleam.
"I've always wanted you to see me naked like this, Frank, to find out what you'd do," she murmured. "I know your cock is already hard, but will you do anything with it? That's what I need to know."
With his sister's open mention of his hard cock, Frank Hinton made the biggest decision of his life.
"Take it out," he rasped to his sister. "If you want my prick, you'll have to make the move yourself, Jane. I'm too gutless to hand it over to you myself, but I don't have the strength to stop you from whatever you're going to do."
"Don't sound so grim, Frank," Jane soothed. "Like we were both going straight to hell. All I want to do is make you feel good."
"I told you I'm not stopping you, Sis," Frank choked.
"I've heard better offers," Jane gently teased. "But I'll take what I can get."
She knelt before her brother. She unfastened his overalls and pulled them down. Frank wore long-johns. Jane stripped them away, and she was greeted by the biggest hard-on she had ever seen in all her years of sucking and fucking.
"God, you're hung!" she gasped with delight. "Your cock is even more than I expected. Mmmm, so much more."
She brought the swollen knob of her brother's prick to her mouth, caressing his cockhead with her lips and tongue. Frank's knees wobbled and his balls jumped in their tightening sac.
"Suck me, Sis!" he blurted out with uncontrollable desire. "Suck my cock!"
Jane closed her lips over his cockhead, lightly tugging at his foreskin. His fuckshaft quivered.
"Oh, that's it, Sis," Frank moaned. "It's been so long since my cock was sucked. I'd almost forgotten how good it feels."
"It'll feel even better when I've eaten the whole thing, and you're fucking me in the mouth," Jane promised.
She bore down. Quickly, her brother's prick-head had reached her throat, and it was advancing farther with every hungry swallow she took.
"Can you really take my whole cock?" Frank asked. "No woman has ever been able to do it for me. Not even a whore."
Jane looked up at her brother with smoldering eyes, wordlessly telling him that no whore could suck a prick the way she could do it. There was no way a woman who sucked for money could match one who was driven by sheer lust.
"Yes, you can do it!" he excitedly said. "If anyone can take all of my cock in her mouth, Sis, it's got to be you. It's like no other woman could do it. It's fate, goddamn it, fate, Sis! You were made to suck this big cock of mine better than anyone else! I see that now! This was meant to be!"
Her brother's response couldn't have pleased Jane more. She felt exactly the same way as Frank did. After years of going from man to man, Jane now realized, the biggest and sweetest prick she would ever taste belonged to her very own brother.
Suddenly, she deep-throated Frank's giant fuck-shaft. Every inch of it had just been swallowed. Jane glanced up, waiting for her brother's praise.
"You're the best, Sis." He told her what she needed to hear. "The best little cocksucker this side of heaven."
Frank reached down, and he clasped his sister's head with his big hands. He jammed her mouth on his prick. His hips rolled. The result was the kind of friction that rapidly takes its toll on a man's balls. In a very short time, Frank would have to come.
He fucked his sister's mouth harder and harder. Cum boiled in his balls. When it erupted, there was going to be more of it than Frank could ever remember unloading.
"Gonna shoot it, Sis!" he cried. He didn't bother to ask Jane if she was going to drink his jizz. He knew she would.
Frank's prick was as far down his sister's throat as it could get when his cockhead erupted. Jane didn't even have to gulp. The liquid heat poured straight into her belly. No man had ever fed her so much cum, and she had never been as thirsty for the juice from anyone's cock as she was for her brother's scalding sperm.
After Frank's prick was drained, Jane kept sucking, keeping it hard while she waited for her brother to make the next move. Her wait would not be long.
"I want to fuck you now, Sis," Frank urgently said. "Are you ready for my cock in your cunt?"
"Oh, yes, Frank," she panted. "Fuck me, fuck me!"
She fell back on her elbows. Her legs were spread, her pussy was wide-open.
Frank knelt before her, then eased down, slipping his hips between her thighs. His cockhead was already at the fleshy gates of her cunt. He entered her, and her wet pussy squished as his prick sank in deeper and deeper.
Then, when Frank's twelve-inch fuckshaft was buried in her pussy, Jane wiggled her ass. All that cock in her cunt made her want to shout with joy. But when she opened her mouth to cry out, what surfaced was even more in tune with her feelings. A moan came straight from her chest. With the fuck just beginning, Jane was climaxing already.
"Oh, Frank," she breathlessly told her brother, "I'm getting off for you sooo goooooooood . . . sooo sooooooon."
"I'll keep it happening for you, Sis," Frank promised. "I want to fuck you better than anyone's ever fucked you. Make you forget about all the other cocks you've taken in your cunt."
He pumped his prick in Jane's pussy again and again. At first they were short, compact cock-strokes. Then, gradually, they grew longer, until Frank was using almost every inch of his massive cock.
He drove his prick so deeply into his sister's cunt that she groaned. A moment later, he pulled out until only his cockhead remained in her cunt. Jane begged him to shaft her again. He did, slamming into her. Frank's prick seemed to get bigger with every thrust.
But fucking his sister's cunt was not all Frank was doing. Fucking his sister had turned him into an expert lover, something he had never been before. His tongue did wonderful things to Jane's big tits, especially the nipples. Down below, his fingertips ran up and down her ass crack. Jane kept coming and coming.
"I've been with a lot of men, Frank, but, ooooh, you're the one I'm gonna remember. How did you ever get to be such a stud without me knowing about it?" she asked.
"I was nothing with women until you, Sis," Frank readily admitted. "Just a bull in a china shop when I was fucking, before today. Like they say, slam, bam and thank you, ma'am. It's like you've taught me what fucking's all about."
"That's because I'm not just another woman," Jane murmured. "I'm your sister. Flesh and blood. We're part of each other."
"Yeah, Sis, that's it," Frank sighed. "Exactly it. My prick belongs in your pussy. We were born to fuck."
"And there's only one thing missing to make it perfect," Jane said. "You know what that is, Frank?"
"My cum in your cunt, Sis?"
"Absolutely! When are you going to give it to me, Frank? My pussy's so thirsty for your hot jizz. I want your big cock to just spurt and spurt inside of me until my cunt can't hold it all, and the cum runs down my legs."
"That's just the way you're gonna get it, Sis," Frank vowed.
"Your cock's ready to blow?"
"It will be," Frank playfully teased, "if you stop gabbing, and let me drill you with everything I've got."
"Rip me! Rip me!" Jane begged.
Frank plowed into her. One cock-thrust after another hammered her cunt.
"Take it, Sis, take it!" Frank rasped.
"Come, come, come!" Jane chanted.
Then, for a long, frantic moment the only sounds were the lovers' hard breathing, the repeated slaps of belly against belly, and the rhythmic squishing caused by Frank's pistoning prick in Jane's moist pussy. Brother and sister were fucking as though their lives depended on it.
Now the dam broke between Frank's legs. His body stiffened, then he collapsed on top of Jane as his cum gushed into her cunt.
"Ooooh," he moaned. "I'm giving it to you, Sis. Can you feel it? Feel all the cum I'm shooting in your pussy?"
"It's more jizz than I've ever taken," Jane bubbled. "So hot. So thick. So much. You were right, Frank, my cunt'll never be able to hold it all. I'm already leaking, and your prick's still shooting."
All of a sudden, Frank wanted to see his cum flow. He impulsively yanked his spurting prick from his sister's sloppy cunt and, without warning, aimed the final blast right in Jane's face. It left her features looking like they were melting. Jane loved it.
"I just wish you could have come even more," she sighed, now that her brother's cock had slowed to a dribble. "I would've liked to drown in it."
"We've still got time," Frank panted. "As long as my prick's still hard."
"Say no more, stud," Jane joyously said. She grabbed his tireless cock. She was jacking him off, rubbing his cockhead against her tits.
"Mmmm, Sis, your tits are so big and soft," Frank said. "Like satin pillows."
"Want to fuck them?" Jane asked.
"How?"
"Like this, silly."
Jane placed her brother's prick between her tits, then squeezed her tit mounds around Frank's throbbing cock.
"See how easy it is?" Jane said. "Tits like mine are just made for fucking. Don't they grip your cock good?"
"Ahhh, perfect, Sis, perfect," Frank answered. "Everything about you is perfect. My balls are already whipping up a fresh batch of cum."
"When you shoot it, I want you to spray it all over me. Turn me into a dripping, sticky mess," Jane told her brother. "Then after you come all over me, you can lick me off. Ever tasted your own jizz?"
Frank admitted that he hadn't, but said he couldn't think of a better way to try it for the first time than by lapping it off his sister's naked body.
"Okay, then," Jane chirped. "Now, before we put your tongue to work, we've got to take care of first things first. Namely, titfucking your hard cock until the cum flies."
She stopped talking, concentrating on stroking her brother's rigid prick with her squeezing tits. Faster and faster, she jerked. The head of Frank's cock was bobbing up and down, a red blur. At the other end of his prick, his balls bounced in their springy sac.
"It's getting to me, Sis," Frank grunted. "I can feel the cum rising. It's gonna be as much as when I let go in your mouth and pussy. Maybe more. Damn, I feel just like a horny kid again when I'm with you. All cock!"
Jane had turned her nipples inward as she tit-fucked her brother's prick. Her rubbing tit buds of stiff flesh provided the final friction that triggered Frank's climax. All of a sudden, his cock was a sexual rifle, shooting liquid bullets. And the target was Jane, who pulled away with the first spurt of cum. She leaned back so Frank could fire away at her at will.
Frank guided his prick's creamy flow down along his sister's naked body. He couldn't have drenched her more if he'd pissed on her. By the time he'd emptied his balls, the jagged trail of his cum stretched from the bridge of Jane's nose all the way to her pussy.
The first blast of jizz had splattered Jane's face. The last splashed at the center of her spread thighs, turning her pussy's golden bush snow-white. In between the start and finish of Frank's climax, his sister's neck, tits and belly were all connected by a continuous stream of cockjuice.
Now Frank's prick sputtered to a dribble, and he abandoned it as his instrument of pleasure, replacing it with his tongue. He began licking his sister, following the gooey path of his cum. "Ooooh, lap me up!" a writhing Jane squealed. Frank's feast ended between his sister's legs. There, he devoured her cunt, sucking her pussylips and clit into his mouth. Jane climaxed in his face. Frank had started out swabbing up his own jizz, but wound up gorging himself on pussy juice.
"Eat me, eat me!" Jane wildly urged. "Eat right through me!"
Frank did more than just eat his sister out. While he continued going down on her cunt, he shifted his muscular body around on top of her into the sixty-nine position. He stuffed his tireless cock into Jane's waiting mouth, and she gobbled his fuck-shaft down her throat.
The greedy slurping of brother and sister filled the air. The spring breeze picked it up, carrying it out into the sky. Someone approaching the farm could have heard it even before they caught sight of Frank and Jane. Someone did. Carol.
And then she rounded the house and saw what she heard.
Chapter Nine
Carol had been in school when she received a message from home to get back to the farm. Something had happened, and she was needed there.
Carol assumed the message was from her father. She was incorrect. It had been sent by her aunt. It was all part of Jane's plan. Jane had not been content just to seduce Frank. That had been just half of her scheme. The other half was making sure that Carol found out about it firsthand.
Of course, Carol had no idea what was going on as she hurried home. She worried that there might have been an accident while she pedaled toward the farm on her ten-speed bike.
When she pulled up in front of the house, Carol heard the noises, wet slurping noises, carried by the spring breeze. It wounded to Carol as if some of the animals had gotten loose, and were rooting up the garden. She circled around to the back yard and found out the truth. There were her father and aunt, naked, eating pussy and sucking cock as they curled in a sixty-nine.
"My God!" Carol gasped. She was reeling with shock.
She didn't know what to do. Her father and aunt hadn't noticed her yet because they were going down on one another so hungrily. Should she, Carol dizzily wondered, just go away? Or make a stand?
She did neither. Instead, she gave in to the stress and fainted. * * * "Wh . . . what is she doing here?" Frank Hinton stammered as he stared down on his unconscious daughter. "Carol's supposed to be in school."
Jane didn't say anything. But when Frank looked at her, his sister's smirking face was an open book.
"Don't know why, what for, but you set this up," Frank abruptly hissed. "Didn't you, Sis, didn't you?"
He was shaking Jane now.
"Why, Sis, why?" he cried.
Jane didn't answer. The manhandling she was receiving had her teeth rattling so badly that she couldn't speak. Frank realized this, and he let her go.
"Tell me!" he demanded. When his sister hesitated, he slapped her across the face.
Jane's eventual response was eerily calm. "So you really want to know the truth, do you? Okay. Let's see if you can take it."
And then she laid it all out for her brother. As he listened to the incredible tale of incest in his family, Frank acted as if he were the one who was now being hit. But the blows were words. Jane told him how Carol, his little girl, had been sucking and fucking her own brothers.
"Don't believe it . . . it's all lies," Frank unconvincingly muttered as the stunning facts kept raining down on him.
"When I came on the scene," Jane evenly continued the story, "things were already in full swing. I just made them swing a little more. When Carol and I threw in together, everything seemed perfect. We had an agreement to share and share alike with the boys. With so much young cock around the farm, it seemed like there was plenty of action for both of us and, if we were careful, you'd never be any the wiser."
"Then what happened?" Frank gulped, all but admitting that his sister had convinced him she wasn't lying.
"Carol got greedy," Jane said. "I was supposed to fuck Archie, and she went behind my back and took him for herself. I was mad as hell. That's when I decided to teach the little bitch a lesson. Today was it."
Frank looked like he was sinking into quicksand. He was no longer saying that he didn't believe Jane's story, muttering instead that it was too much for a man to take.
"What am I going to do?" he croaked.
"Adjust, Frank, adjust," Jane patiently advised. "What's done is done. And that includes your part in this whole thing."
"Me?"
"Whether you like it or not, Frank, you're in it now, too," Jane reminded her brother. "You made it with me, your own sister. And Carol saw us. We're all in this together, for better or for worse."
She paused, obviously doing some adjusting herself.
"I started out today, looking for revenge against Carol," Jane now said. "But something more important has happened. None of us can blow the whistle on anyone else anymore, because we're all guilty. And, in the long run, it's best this way, all out in the open, if only we'll accept it. We have to sink or swim together, the way a family is supposed to do."
Frank could not argue with his sister's logic. He asked again what he should do, and this time he was openly begging Jane for an answer, putting himself in her hands because there was no place else to go.
"Take it to the limit, Frank," Jane told him. "Don't leave any doubt in your mind." "How?" Frank gasped.
"Fuck Carol," Jane bluntly answered. "It's the only way. Then the circle will be complete."
"But it'd be the same as rape," Frank muttered. "The poor girl's out cold."
"And when she wakes up, with her dad's big cock in her cunt, she'll be as hot as she can get," Jane predicted. "Trust me, Frank, and everything will work out fine. Do the both of you a favor, and fuck her."
"I can't . . . just can't," Frank choked. "Can't fuck my own little girl."
"You'll change your mind when you see what she has to offer a man," Jane said knowingly. "Because your little girl, Frank, is a woman now. Let me just show you what you'll be passing up if you don't fuck her."
Jane knelt by her unconscious niece's side. Her fingers flew over Carol's clothes, swiftly peeling them away. Frank's breath was taken away when he saw his naked daughter stretched out below him.
Then Jane took things even further. She tickled the insides of her niece's thighs. Carol's legs automatically spread.
"Look at that sweet, young cunt," Jane commanded.
That was exactly what Frank was doing. He had a hard-on. His hand was around his prick, stroking, as he stared at his daughter's pussy. Since he hadn't dressed after Carol had arrived on the scene and fainted, Frank was stripped and ready for action.
"My baby ... my baby," he murmured. "My own baby with a cunt like this."
Frank slumped to his knees in front of his spread-legged daughter. His jutting cock seemed to pull him between Carol's legs, toward her wide-open pussy.
"Stick it in, Frank," Jane urged him. "Carol's cunt's just waiting to be fucked by your big prick."
Frank guided his cockhead to the gap of his daughter's flared pussylips. He made only the slightest contact, and his prick shuddered from the tip to the root. From that point on, he was hooked. There was only one direction in which his prick could go. Forward, straight into Carol's waiting cunt.
With a deep breath, Frank took the plunge. His cock sank into his daughter's pussy like a sharp knife in soft butter. The next thing he knew, he had skewered her deep, young fuckhole up to his balls.
Jane told her brother to start moving his cock, but Frank needed no encouragement. His prick had already started sliding back and forth in Carol's cunt.
"Oh, she's tight," Frank sighed as he fucked his daughter. "Her pussy squeezes every inch of my prick when I'm pushing into her."
"Play with her while you're fucking her, Frank," Jane suggested. "That'll make her come sooner. And the sooner Carol comes, the sooner she'll wake up. Then you'll really find out what a dynamite piece of ass she is."
But Frank hesitated, making it clear he was wary of purposely lifting his daughter out of her unconscious state. Only as long as Carol was out cold did he feel safe fucking her. On the other hand, he knew Jane was right. The issue had to be forced to its logical conclusion.
"Help me, Jane," Frank requested of his sister. "I'm too scared to do it all by myself."
"Sure," Jane readily agreed. "You just keep your prick working in Carol's pussy, and I'll do the rest."
"Thanks, Sis," Frank gratefully replied.
Then his sister joined him, bringing her talents to bear on Carol's naked body. While Frank fucked, Jane sucked and licked and fondled.
Carol noticeably stirred from the erotic efforts of her father and aunt. She still wasn't awake, but now her response had heated her up to the stage where she believed she was dreaming of the sex which was, in fact, a reality.
"Mmmm," she murmured to herself with her eyes closed. "What a trip. I'm dreaming sooo goooood. Like I'm getting it on with two people at once. A man and a woman. It's gonna make me come."
"Yes, that's it. Come, baby, come," Jane crooned like she was a voice in Carol's head. "Let yourself go."
Jane pushed her niece's tits together, and she took both nipples in her mouth at once. Down below, Carol's cunt was getting pumped by her father's driving cock.
"Ahhh, it's happening!" Carol cried. "I'm coming! Coming so much!"
Jane and Frank poured on the sucking and fucking. As she climaxed, Carol's eyelids fluttered. Then her eyes were open. Suddenly she was awake. Wide awake.
Carol saw her aunt and father sucking and fucking her and gasped: "No . . . no . . . this can't be real. I've got to be dreaming this."
She closed her eyes again. Then she pinched herself, hoping to break the spell. It didn't work. When she looked once more, her aunt and father were still there. Carol started to tremble with shock, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Frank had been speechless when his daughter first woke up. His cock had stopped moving in her cunt as well. In short, he was panic-stricken. But now, with Carol so terribly upset, he felt that he had to offer some sort of explanation.
"We had to do it, honey," he choked. "There was no other way, after you saw your aunt and me. You might've gone off the deep end unless we convinced you we're all in this together. The whole family. And the only way to do that was . . . was . . . well, this."
"What's the matter, Daddy, can't you get it all the way out?" Carol abruptly snapped back, surprising her father and aunt with the sudden steam behind her words. "You had the guts to do it, why don't you have the guts to say it? Come on! Let's hear it! What did you have to do to me? Give me the word!"
"I had to . . . fuck . . . fuck you," Frank painfully stammered.
"And I suppose," Carol hissed, "you're going to claim that Aunt Jane talked you into it."
"At first I thought she did," Frank muttered. "But when I saw your cunt, sweetheart, I was on my own. Yes, I wanted you. My own daughter. I had to fuck you."
"At least you're honest," Carol replied, then turned toward her father's sister. "And what about you, Aunt Jane? What do you have to say for yourself?"
Silent up until now, Jane grinned as she laid her head on her niece's tits. "I promised your father that once you were awake, you'd be so horny you wouldn't hold any grudges. All you'd be interested in was getting it on. You're not going to make a liar out of me, are you?"
That said, Jane ran her raspy tongue over the hills of her niece's tits, traveling from nipple to nipple. If she was trying to resist the stimulation, Carol failed. Her erect nipples quivered with obvious arousal. But she said nothing.
Now Jane drew her tongue toward her niece's belly. She licked down across it, lower and lower, until her mouth was poised at the frozen connection of Carol's pussy and Frank's stilled prick.
"Didn't think I'd have to go this far," Jane declared. "But I'm not complaining. Glad to do it."
Her tongue was suddenly caressing cock and pussy. Tickling them, prodding them.
Carol's hips automatically lurched at the same time her father's crotch uncontrollably bucked. His prick came alive in her cunt. Jane's tongue kept working town there, even more expertly than before.
"Fuck each other," Jane slurped to her niece and brother. "Fuck, fuck, fuck."
"Oh, Daddy, do you think she's right?" Carol asked her father as her cunt spasmed around his throbbing cock. "Should we just go ahead and do it?"
Frank took the deepest breath of his life.
"Yes," he told his daughter. "And not just because of your aunt. If she weren't here, I'd want to fuck you anyway. Maybe I have for a long time. Most father's secretly feel that way about their daughters. But I'm one of the few who gets to do anything about it. Sure I'm scared but, down deep, I know I'm the luckiest dad in the world."
"Oh, Daddy, that's the sweetest thing you ever said to me," Carol gushed. "I'll give you the best piece of ass you've ever had. I promise."
Carol promptly wrapped her legs around her father's waist, forcing his big cock as far in her cunt as it would go. Then she rolled her hips and rocked Frank in the cradle of her thighs. His cock picked up on the rhythm she was setting, and it began pumping inside her.
In the meantime, Jane had moved away. Her help wasn't needed any longer. Carol and her father were fucking entirely on their own.
"It's beautiful," Jane sighed as she watched. "Frank's right. He is the luckiest guy around, with such a gorgeous daughter to fuck. Mmmm, his big cock is just made for Carol's cunt. She'll climax more from fucking with him than she would with anybody else. They're just perfect together. I ought to be jealous, but, mmmm, I'm so happy for both of them."
Jane was actually ready to slip away, leaving her niece and brother to fuck by themselves. But, to her surprise, Carol stopped her.
"Don't go, Aunt Jane," Carol called. "I want you to stay."
"You don't need me here anymore," Jane said. "I've done my part. You and your dad have each other now. I'm just in the way."
"But I want to thank you for today," Carol insisted. "I can still do that while I'm fucking Daddy. Come here, and I'll show you how."
Curious, Jane went to her niece.
"Sit on my face," Carol urged. "The least I can do is eat your pussy."
"Only if you really want to," Jane answered, hesitant yet eager at the same time.
"Put your cunt on my mouth, and you'll find out how hungry I am for you," Carol beckoned. "Daddy doesn't mind. He knows better than anybody how much we owe you."
"Right," Frank readily agreed. "It's a family affair from now on, Jane. And you're as much a part of the family as I am, or Carol, or the boys. Relax and enjoy yourself, Sis."
Jane had never thought she would have to be coaxed like this to have her pussy eaten. Maybe, she reasoned, her reluctance grew out of something bigger. Perhaps it had to do with her brother's statement about her place in the family. She had the sense that if she went ahead and joined the action now, her future would be settled. She would remain on the farm permanently. Was that, she had to ask herself, what she wanted?
"Yes," she whispered with certainty to herself. "I've come home at last."
And then Jane was there, straddling Carol's upturned face, stretching her pussy wide open so its leaking honey dripped down on her niece. She lowered her hips. Her cuntlips pressed against Carol's mouth.
"Eat me, darling, eat me!" Jane cried.
Her niece's stiff tongue shot up her pussy. Jane's hips swiveled. She climaxed on the spot, as much from the turn her life had taken as from the wriggling presence in her cunt.
As if this were just what she had been waiting for to trigger her own orgasm, Carol came too. She writhed beneath her aunt and father, sucking one and being fucked by the other.
Frank kept his prick moving in Carol's cunt. He angled his face toward Jane's tits as she faced him, reaching out for her plump nipples with his tongue. His licking drew Jane forward enough for him to take one of her breasts in his mouth, and he sucked like a baby.
As her father fucked her, Carol ate her aunt's pussy while Jane sat on her face. In addition to fucking his daughter, Frank feasted on his sister's big tits.
The two Hinton women were climaxing nonstop. Frank worked toward joining them in orgasmic bliss. With his cock jerking in the tight vise of his daughter's cunt, he could feel the cum rising in his balls. It wouldn't' be long before all that jizz would erupt.
"Yes!" Frank excitedly blurted. He hurriedly yanked his throbbing prick from Carol's pussy. Then he pointed it toward his daughter and sister and let fly.
"Your father's coming!" Jane called down to Carol. "Coming for the two of us!"
A missile of jizz splashed between Jane's tits, dribbling toward her belly. The next blast from Frank's cock struck Carol between her thighs, glazing the bush of her pussy with splattering cream.
Now Jane jumped off her niece's face, hungrily drawn toward Frank's spurting prick. This allowed Carol to sit up. She strained in the direction of the gushing fountain of jizz.
Frank was able to potshot his daughter and sister with what was left of his generous supply of cum. He aimed at their faces, spraying back and forth between them. Their mouths were wide open so they could swallow as much of it as possible.
"More! More!" Carol and Jane screamed together when Frank's prick slowed to a dribble.
Frank didn't want to disappoint them. If they wanted more liquid heat from his cock, he'd give it to them, even if he had to push himself to the far side of raunch to bring it off.
He stood, looming over his naked women. They knew something kinky was up, and they increased their thirsty pleas despite the fact that Frank's prick had obviously come its last drop.
Frank bent his stiff prick almost straight down.
That was the only angle that would work from what he had in mind. Then he bore down from within.
"More! More! More!" Carol and Jane kept chanting.
And, gritting his teeth with supreme effort, Frank gave it to them. His flexing bladder yielded to the strain he had put on it, and he pissed all over his daughter and sister.
"Fantastic!" Jane squealed.
"Oh, Daddy, I love it!" Carol shouted.
They were splashing in the golden shower Frank's gushing cock rained down on them. The piss bathed them from their heads to their thighs.
"A couple of regular water babies," Frank said, enjoying himself thoroughly.
When he was through pissing, he let go of his cock. It twanged back up, stiffer than ever.
"Only one thing to do with a hard-on like this one," Frank said.
Carol and Jane couldn't have agreed more. They fell back, their legs spread and their cunts yawning in invitation. This time, Frank would fuck them both, moving his prick from cunt to cunt. A teen-aged stud couldn't have fucked more tirelessly than this weather-beaten farmer, who'd believed before today that he was too old for women.
Chapter Ten
Spring was in full bloom on the countryside. This was the time of year when life on the farm was something like heaven on earth. The crops were coming up, the weather was perfect, and it was time to relax and enjoy the fruits of nature.
And that's just what the Hinton family was doing.
The scene was a lovely spot in an isolated section of Frank Hinton's property. No outsiders were within miles. It was time to let it all hang out.
"Ooooh," a naked Carol told her brother Archie. "Put your big cock in my cunt even deeper. Let me feel every inch of your prick in my pussy."
"Like this, Sis?" Archie answered, his hips thrusting between his sister's clutching thighs.
"Mmmm, yes," Carol moaned. "Fuck me, fuck me. Make me come."
Her ass squirmed as her brother drove his prick into cunt. Archie reached down, and he fingered her clit to go along with his fuckshaft in her pussy.
Carol's loins bucked. She was shuddering.
"Fantastic!" she cried. "You've got me coming already, Archie! Now keep it happening for me! Don't want to stop coming until you've come too!"
Archie kept massaging his sister's clit and fucking her cunt with his prick. In addition, he sucked her tits. Carol's orgasm shifted into higher gear.
"Feels sooo gooooood!" she crooned. "The only thing that'll make it better, Archie, is when you're coming along with me."
"I'm getting there, Sis," Archie slurped with a mouthful of tit.
It was then that a third voice joined the exchange. Carol and her brother were being watched while they fucked.
Their chuckling aunt Jane suggested: "Maybe Archie could use some help."
"Aw, Sis, let the kids alone," Frank Hinton called. "They ought to be able to fuck in peace, without you horning in."
"Oh, Frank, you know I won't do anything unless I'm asked. What kid of woman do you think I am, anyway?" Jane chirped.
"The horniest damned bitch on the face of the earth," Frank cheerfully and bluntly answered his sister.
"Well, maybe you've got a point," Jane said. "But maybe I've turned over a new leaf."
"Hell hasn't frozen over yet," Frank scoffed.
"Okay, so you're right," Jane happily admitted. "So I won't wait for an invitation, after all, and just be my usual raunchy self."
She dropped down to the ground where her niece and nephew were fucking. Before she could be stopped, she came up around behind Archie. She wedged her head under his ass, and she quickly began licking his balls while his cock pumped Carol's cunt.
Frank made a move to pull her away, but Carol called him off.
"Oh, Daddy, let Aunt Jane go ahead and have her fun," she told her father. "I don't mind. The more the merrier. Especially if she can make Archie come in my pussy."
"I was almost ready to come, anyway," Archie spoke up. "But, what the hell? Let Aunt Jane do her thing. We're all family here."
With that go-ahead, Jane took her nephew's balls in her mouth. She sucked them deeply, rolling them over her tongue while Archie continued fucking Carol.
Archie couldn't fuck his sister and get sucked by his aunt for long without results. There was a dam between his legs that was straining at the seams. Then it broke.
"Ahhh, my prick's shooting it!" he gasped. "Shooting so much jizz into sis's pussy. I'm comin so much."
"You're telling me!" Carol excitedly replied. "You always come plenty for me, Archie, but this time might be a record."
"Thanks to Aunt Jane," Archie gusted in the midst of his gushing climax. "She's really putting the pressure on my balls with her mouth."
"God love her," Carol deeply sighed. "Only thing wrong is that my cunt'll never be able to hold all this jizz. I'm already leaking. Gonna be a mess."
"Something tells me that Aunt Jane will clean you up just as soon as my cock's out of your cunt, Sis," a panting Archie predicted.
"I'll bet the damned farm on it," Frank chimed in from the sidelines.
His prick was now drained. He pulled it out of his sister's oozing cunt. Then he pulled his entire body out of the action. Jane immediately took his place between Carol's open thighs, diving in face-first to gorge herself on her niece's freshly fucked cunt.
Carol had been coming all along. Her orgasm didn't miss a beat when her aunt's tongue replaced her brother cock in her pussy.
"Yes, eat me, Aunt Jane," Carol urged. "Eat me good. Suck every drop of Archie's sweet jizz out of my cunt."
In the meantime, Archie had gotten to his feet, and he joined his father. "Look at 'em, Dad," he said to Frank. "Those two never get enough. It's a treat just to watch 'em go at it."
"That's easy for you to say," Frank answered his son. "You already got yourself laid. Now me, I'm getting a little itchy just watching."
"So I see, Dad," Archie chuckled, taking note of the telltale bulge at the crotch of his father's overalls. "Why don't you do something about it? Aunt Jane's ass looks mighty tempting the way it's sticking up in the air like it is."
"Sure does," Frank agreed. He hungrily smacked his lips as he studied how Jane knelt while she went down on Carol. The way her round ass was raised to it was the highest, most prominent part of her body.
Frank said no more. He unhooked the bib of his overalls, letting the baggy denim fall to his feet. He wasn't wearing his longjohns underneath, nor anything else. Suddenly, he was naked, with an upwardly thrusting cock that would have done justice to a stallion.
Now Frank approached Jane from the rear. He didn't say anything as he knelt behind her, but his sister knew he was there. He was untying the bottom of the bikini she wore.
When Jane's ass was bare, Frank lapped his tongue up and down her hairy asscrack. Jane continued eating Carol's cunt, but she made it clear that she enjoyed what her brother was doing. Another woman might have farted in a man's face to put him down. Btu when Jane did it, the result was a total turn-on.
Frank responded by clamping his mouth over his sister's vibrating asshole and sucking in the sweet fart-fumes. Then his tongue was in her shithole. He pushed in deeply, and Jane rocked back on her knees just enough to maximize his penetration in her tightest opening.
"That's it, Dad," Archie called as he watched his father eat ass. "Chow down! Get Aunt Jane's ass nice and wide and wet for your cock. Then assfuck her all the way to your balls."
At this point, Jane farted again. Her brother's tongue wiggled in her ass like it had been scalded.
Then Frank pulled out, ready to replace his tongue with his prick against his sister's open ass. His stiff cock led the way, its blunt tip immediately finding the spit-slicked hole of Jane's ass tunnel.
"Shove it, Dad, shove it!" Archie cheered his father on.
Frank's hips slammed against his sister's hoisted asscheeks. Visible one instant, his prick was buried the next. Every inch of it had traveled up Jane's asshole on the first thrust.
Frank began jamming his prick back and forth, fucking his sister's ass. Still going down on Carol's pussy at the other end of the action, Jane rolled her hips to match the rhythm of Frank's cock-strokes.
"What're you doing, just standing there with that silly grin on your face?" Carol called to her brother as Archie looked on.
"Waiting for an offer I can't refuse, I guess," Archie called back.
"How's this?" Carol beckoned. "Fuck my mouth."
"You just said the magic words, Sis," Archie chuckled, flexing his prick so it swung straight out from his crotch.
He came to his sister, and he knelt over her face. Carol grabbed his cock, and she angled his prick-head toward her parted lips. Then she was sucking. Archie bore down, forcing his fuckmeat down her throat deeper and deeper until she had swallowed his entire hard-on.
With the group action in full swing, conversation stopped and the damp sounds of sucking and fucking took over. There was the slurping of Carol's mouth on Archie's cock. And the steady lapping of Jane's tongue inside and outside of her niece's cunt. And the rhythmic squishing generated by cock and ass as Frank assfucked his sister.
Carol had been on an orgasmic trip for some time. Now Jane joined her. Sandwiched in the middle, niece and aunt came together as though their boiling senses were interchangeable.
Archie and Frank reacted to their climaxes by trying to catch up with ones of their own. Their cocks pumped faster and faster, Archie's in Carol's mouth and Frank's in Jane's ass.
"Bet I can come before you do, Dad!" Archie blurted out to his father.
"You're on, kiddo," Frank accepted the challenge.
Man and boy gritted their teeth and turned on the macho force. Each fucked his prick in the female opening it was fucking and twisted around. Frank's cockhead drilled all the way into Jane's shitty bowels, while Archie's fuckshaft reamed Carol's throat.
The balls of father and son showed the erotic strain. They clung to the roots of the hilted pricks as if they might burst out of their sacs, pulsing with jizz.
Now Frank and Archie were ready for the payoff. Each was sure he would come first. Both were wrong.
"I'm coming, Dad! I'm coming!" Archie shouted, believing victory was his. "Coming in Carol's mouth!"
"Not any harder than I'm letting go in your aunt's ass!" Frank called back.
It was a tie.
By the time they'd shot their wads, Jane's bowels were gurgling with Frank's hot jism and Carol had a sloshing bellyful of Archie's cum.
"We're something, huh, son?" Frank rumbled. "A real pair."
"Sis and Aunt Jane are the special ones," Archie answered. "They make guys like us jump through hoops. And then, after they've bled all the cum out of our pricks, they just go on to someone else. Just watch what happens when Teddy, Jack, Tom and Ray show up."
"Where are your brothers, anyway?" Frank asked as he withdrew his spent prick from Jane's ass.
Removing his own cock from Carol's mouth, Archie started to say he didn't know. Then one of his brothers answered for him.
"We're right here," Teddy, the oldest, said. He was standing there with the others.
They had been skinny dipping, and no bathing suits meant exposed cocks. Their big, young cocks which were quick to react to the sight of uncovered female bodies like those of Carol and her aunt.
"Well, well, and just what do we have here?" Jane called when she saw her nephews.
"Looks like the answer to a girl's prayers," Carol purred.
"Yeah," Teddy homily rasped, still speaking for his brothers. All of them had their pricks in their hands, stroking them to full hardness.
Carol and her aunt laid back on the grass. Their thighs yawned. The session with Archie and Frank had left their cunts untouched. Now, when they fingered their pussy lips open, their cunts were pink and fresh.
The boys hungrily approached them, Teddy and Jack toward their spread-legged sister, Ray and Tom in the direction of their tempting aunt. Carol and Jane lifted their asses from the ground, their moist pussies straining with lust for all that cock.
In the meantime, Archie and his father had drifted over to the side, temporarily out of commission because their pricks had been drained. All they could do, for the time being, was watch.
"See, Dad, didn't I tell you this'd happen?" Archie whispered to Frank. "Sis and Aunt Jane never get enough. It's a good thing this outfit has so many guys in it, the way they put out."
"Lord, what a family," Frank sighed. "And all I ever wanted to be was a simple farmer."
"You complaining about the way things turned out, Dad?" Archie asked.
"Naw, just thinking out loud, son," Frank said. "Sometimes I can't make up my mind if we're all riding for a fall or we're the luckiest damned bunch in the world. Time will tell."
"And in the meantime?"
Frank thought about it a moment, then drawled: "One thing I've learned in all these years, living off the land. You can't fight nature. You just let it take its course, and everything'll work out how it's supposed to. And if it makes people happy, what the hell, so much the better. Life's too short to worry about what might happen somewhere down the road."
"In other words," Archie attempted to sum up what his father was trying to say. "If it feels good, do it."
"Exactly," Frank agreed. "You've always had the brains in the family, Archie, and you just hit the nail on the head."
"A guy doesn't need to be very bright to figure things out around here," Archie said, chuckling. "Not with Carol and Aunt Jane around. The rest of us are just along for the ride."
"Amen to that," Frank agreed again.
He and Archie stopped talking to follow the action that was taking place before them. Carol and Jane were getting fucked, Teddy pumping into his sister, while Ray squirmed on his aunt. The other two brothers impatiently waited their turn, playing with their stiff cocks beside the fucking couples.
"Why don't you feed me some of that prick-meat, instead of fiddling with it like a punk kid?"
Jane called up to Tom.
Carol said pretty much the same thing to Jack.
"I've heard worse ideas," Tom said. "Just don't suck our cocks too hard and make us come in your mouths."
"Yeah," Jack chimed in. "We want to be able to take over in your cunts right away when Teddy and Ray are through fucking you."
"Now, boys, do you think your sister and I would really let a blowjob stand in the way of getting two kinds of cum in our cunts?" Jane teased. "We just want to keep you out of trouble. The way each of you is playing with yourself now, you'll probably wind up coming all over yourselves on your own if we don't get your hands off your pricks."
Tom and Jack abruptly let go of their cocks as if their fingers had been burned. They knelt, letting Jane and Carol take over. Aunt and niece both took pricks in their mouths to go along with the ones in their cunts, sucking now as well as fucking.
Teddy and Ray balled with hiking cock-thrusts. Each was glancing at the other, checking out his brother's technique. In fact, there was nothing to choose between them. They fucked like mirror images of one another.
"Gonna come!" Teddy cried, then heard Ray echo the very same words.
Both brothers bore down with all their strength. Their cocks were buried in cunt. Their balls pumped furiously. Beneath them, Carol and Jane were suddenly getting their thirsty pussies drenched with hot, spurting jizz.
And up on top where they were getting blown, Jack and Tom were getting eager to switch their cocks from mouth to cunt as their brothers came.
"Hurry up and pinch it off, you two," Jack impatiently called to Teddy and Ray. "It's our turn to fuck those pussies now."
"Then you're gonna have a pretty sloppy time of it," Teddy laughed as he pulled his dripping prick from Carol's oozing fuckhole. "Whoever fucks this cunt after me is gonna be splashing around in the wad I shot."
"Just let me at it, and I'll take my chances," Jack shot back, springing off his sister's face and replacing Teddy between her spread legs.
Tom and Ray had the same kind of exchange with regard to Jane. Then Tom lurched forward, pushing his brother out of the way, and took his place in front of his aunt's yawning pussy.
The women's cunts dripped with fresh cum. Glistening with leftover jizz, their pink canals gave gooey evidence of the spurting cocks that had already been there. It might have turned some guys off, but not Jack and Tom.
The boys didn't mind being second in line at all, as they prepared to fuck Carol and Jane. With six males sharing two females, it was all part of incest to sink your prick into a pussy already clogged with somebody else's cum. The main thing was that Carol and Jane were always there, always hot, ready to take on all comers.
"Fuck me, Jack," Carol urged.
"Fuck me, Tom," Jane panted.
The big cocks slipped into their waiting pussies deep and hard. Their slimy cunts squished as the fresh hard-ons jerked inside them. The excess jism from the previous fucking was forced out and trickled into Carol's and Jane's asses as they were balled again.
"Are you coming as much as I am?" Carol asked her aunt.
"I'm flying!" Jane sang. "Only one thing could make it better."
"More cock?"
"Positively!"
Frank and his three remaining sons reacted immediately. Their cocks were all hard again. They looked at each other with big grins, thinking the same thing.
"Why not?" one of them said, and the others nodded.
Then they made their move.
The four bodies on the ground were abruptly joined by Frank and the boys. A shoving, hauling commotion followed. At first it resembled a brawl, but there was method in the madness.
When things took shape, an incredible achievement had occurred. Carol and Jane were both taking three cocks at once. Their bodies twisted like pretzels, each was positioned to get fucked in her cunt and ass, as well as sucking another prick with a deep-throating blowjob.
It hurt Carol and her aunt to bend their bodies so they could be fucked in the mouth, pussy and ass. But the pain was just the frosting on the cake of their ecstasy.
They came with those big pricks pumping inside them, not sure whether they were dying or were being reborn into a paradise where they would live forever. The main thing, though, was that they were getting fucked, fucked, fucked. And were coming, coming, coming. Nothing else really mattered.
Then the males started coming, too. Fucking cocks spurted torrents of jizz into the mouths, cunts and asses of Carol and Jane. So much cum. Shooting, pouring, gushing. Beautiful!
"Top of the world!" a delirious Carol would describe the action during the incredible moment when she and her father, aunt and five brothers were all coming at once.
It was the phrase she would always use from then on, whenever talk turned to that day of days.
Everyone in the family always agreed with her.
And, as often as not, minutes later the Hintons were all so horny they were naked and sucking and fucking all over again.
