Cousins Coming Together is the story of a teenage girl and her cousin. They find themselves victims of the ravages of sexual need, and seek release in the heat of each other's body. They have no trouble setting aside the traditional taboo against incest as their lust becomes the most important factor in their lives.
Once they break the taboo, one perversion leads to another until they are enmeshed in a sordid web of lasciviousness. Other members of the family are drawn into the web of carnal delight and their lives are devoted to greater and greater pleasures.
This account of sexual aberration is strictly fictional, but we all know that some of our neighbors and acquaintances are acting out these scenes in their real, everyday lives. In these pages, those of us who've had no firsthand knowledge of these practices can get a glimpse of what goes on behind the drawn drapes of middle America .
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Sandy Howard loved to fuck. And she wasn't shy about admitting it. Like today, while she and Mary Ann, her best friend and cousin, were sunning themselves. As it will between teenaged girls, the subject of sex had come up.
"When I'm fucking," Sandy explained, "I feel like I'll live forever. Dunno, a big cock rubbing inside my tight, wet cunt just does something for me that's out of sight. More than just coming, or getting my pussy full of a boy's jizz-although that's great, too. Know what I mean?"
"Oh, Sandy, don't be silly. Of course I don't," Mary Ann self-consciously answered, blushing. "You know I'm still a virgin."
"Ever wish you weren't?"
"Well, I'm a perfectly normal girl," Mary Ann said defensively. "Naturally, sometimes I wonder what it'd be like to ... to ..."
"Go ahead, say it," Sandy coaxed. "A simple little word won't bite you."
"Fuck," Mary Ann whispered after a deep breath. "What it'd be like to fuck."
"What're you waiting for?"
"The right boy," Mary Ann sighed. "Somebody I can trust. Somebody I care about, who cares about me. Who thinks the way I do."
"Does he have to be good looking?" Sandy asked.
"Sure, it'd help."
"And hung?" Sandy teased.
Mary Ann blushed again. "Yes, I guess I'd like for him to have a ... a ..."
"Say it," Sandy urged again.
"A b-big c-cock," Mary Ann stammered. "I'd really want to feel him in my ...my ..."
Once more Sandy had to prompt her embarrassed cousin.
"Really want to feel his big cock in my cunt," Mary Ann panted in a breathless rush.
"Sounds divine," Sandy said. "You've definitely got the right idea. Definitely ready to lose your cherry. Got a Mr. Right in mind to do the job?"
"That's just the problem. There's only one boy I know who's all of those things," Mary Ann replied, frowning with apparent frustration.
"Then why don't you go ahead and get him to fuck you?"
There was a long pause, before Mary Ann choked: "I-I can't."
"Why the hell not?" Sandy anxiously quizzed. "Who is this stud?"
"You'd probably laugh at me if I told you," Mary Ann sheepishly muttered.
Sandy promised not to, determined to draw her cousin out.
An even longer pause than the previous one followed, Mary Ann nervously biting her lower Up. But Sandy waited her out.
"Okay, I'll tell you," Mary Ann finally blurted. "If I ever go all the way, it'll have to be with a boy like ... Mike. There, I said it. Mike has everything a girl like me could ever want in a boy. Just happens, though, that he's my own ... well, you know."
Sandy nodded in agreement. For Mike was Mary Ann's brother.
After that they dropped the subject like a hot potato ...
But Sandy didn't forget about it. She couldn't help herself. Once she got a boy on her mind, she just had to fuck him. And this boy had taken over her increasingly steamy thoughts for over a week now, longer than she'd ever waited to put her pussy on the line when she was tempted like this. But, then again, he wasn't just any boy.
"All right, Mike's my own cousin," Sandy finally told herself. "But so what? I'm not gonna date him out in the open or anything where anybody'd know about us. I just want him to fuck me at least once."
How to get to her cousin Mike? Obviously, the family picnic scheduled for this weekend, was the ideal opportunity.
She had run it over several times in her mind before the big day arrived. It was a sweltering Saturday out in the country. To suggest a swim to Mike was certainly nothing out of the ordinary ...
"Yeah, I could sure use a quick dip to cool off," he admitted when Sandy brought it up. "Know a place?"
"The creek empties into sort of a pond over there in back of those trees," Sandy said, pointing to a spot about a hundred yards away. "It's deep enough to splash around in, I think."
Mike shrugged and followed her there. The trees hid them from view when they reached the rippling pond. Mike said it looked great, shedding his shirt and kicking off his sneakers. Then, in his cut-off jeans, he waded out until he was in to his waist.
"C'mon in, the water's fine," he called.
Sandy's jeans weren't cut-offs. When she pulled them down, Mike naturally assumed she was wearing a bathing suit underneath. Certainly from a distance, her panties looked like a bikini bottom.
Leaving her T-shirt on, Sandy went to the pond. Her cousin had waded out to the center, but she dipped beneath the surface and swam underwater. When she reached Mike she bobbed up, facing him.
"Say, uh, you're not wearing anything under that, are you?" Mike muttered, staring at the way her wet T-shirt clung to her tits so the nipples showed.
"You don't have to look so hard if you don't want to," Sandy teased.
"Just that when you took off your jeans," Mike said, "I thought you had on a bathing suit. Bottom of one, anyway."
"Oh, you must mean my panties," Sandy cheerfully replied.
"That's all you're wearing?" Mike gulped.
"Here, feel for yourself," Sandy giggled.
Beneath the water, she nudged her crotch up against her cousin's. Mike jumped back, but not before Sandy had felt the telltale cock-bulge between his legs.
"What're you afraid of?" she then asked, continuing her teasing. "You've got a sister. You must have seen Mary Ann half-undressed, and more, plenty of times. Well, I'm just your cousin. Family, too."
"Maybe so," Mike haltingly answered, wincing as if he were in pain. "But you're still some kinda girl, and I'm only human."
"Mmmm, flattery will get you everywhere," Sandy sighed. Then she pointedly added: "How human, Mike?"
"Y-you don't wanna know."
"Could be I already do. Let me guess."
"C'mon, Sandy, lay off. This has gone too far already ..."
"You have a hard-on for me, don't you? Really, I'm not guessing at all. I felt your hard cock against my pussy when I rubbed you underwater. Felt like you're really hung."
Stunned, a speechless Mike just stood there up to his waist in the pond.
"Of course, there's only one way for me to be sure how well you're really hung," Sandy purred, closing the short distance between them.
She reached underwater and unzipped his fly. By the time Mike's reflexes caught up with him and he was ready to move away, it was too late. Sandy had her hand around his rigid prick.
"Feels like at least eight or nine inches," she cooed. "Definitely in the range that really turns me on. Bet you really can shoot a load of cum out of that monster, too. Can't wait to find out how much."
She ducked underwater. Looking down on the bubbles that rose to the surface, Mike abruptly felt her mouth replace her hand. She was sucking his prick.
"Gonna shoot it," he groaned, exasperated at his lack of self-control.
His hips bucked, launching a wave that carried all the way to the shore. And, fucking his cock all the way down Sandy's throat, Mike delivered a torrent of jizz that was swallowed as fast as it spurted.
"Don't believe it," Mike whispered when his prick slowed to a dribble. "Don't believe my first blow-job's happened like this."
He waited for Sandy to reappear, aching to find out why she'd done this. But she remained underwater with her mouth still on his cock, milking the dregs from his balls.
How long, Mike wondered, could she hold her breath?
Sandy finally bobbed up like a cork. Fleeting bits of eye contact followed, Sandy gazing straight at her cousin while he glanced at her only for fractions of a second at a time. Just enough to notice how some of his leftover cum glistened as it trickled from the corners of her mouth.
"That scared, huh?" Sandy softly said.
"Jeez, if only you weren't my own cousin," Mike rasped. "Oughta be the happiest guy in the world that my cock finally got sucked, but, yeah, I'm scared. Scared you'll try and make us go even farther. Afraid I'll say yes, then somebody'll catch us."
"Catch us doing what?" Sandy coaxed.
"You know. F-fucking."
"Then you'd fuck me if I were just an ordinary girl?"
"Are you kidding?" Mike croaked, the head of his jutting cock breaking the water's surface. He still had a hard-on. "You've just got to get out of here, Sandy."
Sandy had expected something like this, and had decided on her tactics in advance. When dealing with a reluctant boy, she had to give him space.
"Okay, you win," she sighed, apparently agreeing with Mike. "I'll go back to the picnic. Wouldn't want to make you do anything you didn't want to."
"Thanks, Sandy," Mike unconvincingly mumbled.
Then he was temporarily left to stare down at his own bobbing cock as his cousin disappeared again beneath the surface. She swam underwater back to the shore. When she emerged from the pond Mike tried not to look, but Sandy lingered.
Her wet body gleaming in the sunlight, she stood there in just her soaked T-shirt and panties. They were like a second skin, revealing far more of her tits and pussy than they covered.
Then Sandy bent over to pick up her jeans. Her plump ass now flexed in Mike's direction. He could see her panties crawling up between her hoisted asscheeks, cutting into the crease of her cunt.
Mike couldn't stand it. His straining hard-on seemed to actually pull him forward in the water against his will. Almost before he knew he'd covered the distance, he caught up with his nearly naked cousin, her back still turned to him as if she didn't know he was suddenly there.
"I warned you," he said, his cut-offs left behind in the pond. "Warned you to leave before I lost control."
Sandy shifted slowly around to face him. "Oh, yes, Mike, lose it, lose it. Lose control on me now."
He took her dripping T-shirt in his hands. It easily ripped up the middle. Sandy's bare tits spilled free, the nipples seeming much stiffer in the flesh than they had poking through the damp fabric.
"Like me so far?" Sandy asked.
Speechless with fuck-lust, Mike eagerly nodded.
"Want to touch them? Squeeze my titties?" Sandy asked.
Mike's head jerked up and down in agreement.
Sandy took his trembling hands and placed them on her big tits. Gradually, Mike's fingers sank into the spongy tit flesh.
"Ooooh, when you do that to my titties I can feel it all the way down in my pussy," Sandy moaned with pleasure.
"Yeah, your pussy," Mike gasped. "Bet you've really got some hairy pussy."
"Want to see it, too? Touch my hairy pussy?"
His hands falling below Sandy's waist, Mike took double fistfuls of the sopping material. When yanked, the panties seemed to dissolve. And there was what seemed like an acre of cunt to Mike, the first cunt he'd ever seen up close, its sleek bush dripping with pond water and leaking female honey.
"Well?" Sandy asked as her cousin stared down at the treasure he'd uncovered.
Mike gulped. "Don't just want to touch it anymore. Wanna eat your pussy, Sandy, suck it. Eat and suck your hairy pussy, so you come in my mouth the way I came in yours."
"I think that can be arranged," chuckled Sandy.
She put a hand on her cousin's head, like a queen ordering one of her subjects to his knees. Mike immediately obeyed, dipping until his hot breath caressed Sandy's pussy.
"Yes, down, slave, down," Sandy playfully com maned. "Down on your knees ... and down on my cunt."
She thrust her crotch in Mike's face. The lips of his mouth abruptly sealed her pussy lips. At the center of the slurping contact his tongue swished around, sampling the sweetness of the first cunt he'd ever tasted.
"Mmm, you've got the knack," Sandy said. "A real knack for eating pussy. Bet you can find my clit with your tongue without me even having to tell you exactly where to lick, like I need to do for a lot of boys."
It was a challenge which Mike instantly met. His tongue moved to the top of his cousin's cunt gash, touching her clit.
"Ahhh, that's it already. On the money," Sandy swooned. "No boy ever found my clit any faster. Now lick it, Mike, lick my clit. Nothing makes me come any faster than a boy's tongue licking my clit."
Mike lapped away. Sandy's pussy began grinding in his face.
"Oh, it's getting to me. Getting to me so fast," Sandy panted, as though her oncoming climax were chasing her.
Mike jabbed her clit with the hard tip of his tongue in just the right way. Sandy writhed in orgasmic reaction, her senses exploding with blessed release.
"Now put your mouth smack on my juicy cunt," Sandy urged. "That's it. Suck the cum right out of me. So much cum that I feel like I'm pissing in your mouth."
She clamped her thighs around her cousin's head, making sure that he'd stay until he drank every drop from her climaxing cunt. And to be certain he got hs fill, she fingered her own clit in order to make her first orgasm give way to another.
"Okay, enough, I guess," she finally sighed.
Mike bobbed up. He was breathless but grinning, his lips sticky with female cum and decorated with several crinkly pussy hairs.
"Oh, you gorgeous hunk," Sandy sighed. "Nothing's cuter than a boy who's just eaten my cunt."
"I-I'm ready to do even more," Mike anxiously gurgled.
"So I see," Sandy bubbled, looking straight at his pulsing boner as he knelt before her. "Nothing's stopping you."
She slumped to the ground, her legs parting on the way down. They were spread wide open when she landed on her ass, showcasing her yawning cunt.
But Mike hesitated. "Just one thing before I go any farther. In case you haven't figured it out, I'm cherry."
"Everybody starts out that way," Sandy gently kidded him. "But, sooner or later, it's time to do something about it. And, lucky for you, my cunt's just aching for some cherry cock."
"Might be kinda clumsy, though, my first time," Mike warned.
"You'll be perfect," Sandy reassured him. "I'll make you perfect. Just stop talking and start fucking me. Fuck me, fuck me."
Mike slipped between her spread thighs, training his prick on her waiting cunt. When the cockhead reached the juicy target, Sandy fingered her pussy lips even farther apart. Then Mike sort of dipped his prick's blunt tip into her, feeling his way.
"My pussy won't bite," Sandy teased.
Mike pushed a little deeper, his cockhead swallowed by the pink channel of his cousin's cunt. Sandy was so wet that her pussy juice trickled along Mike's exposed cockshaft, then dripped down onto his balls.
Sandy teased some more. "You'd better hurry up and shove it. Give me a pussyful of cock on you own, or I'm just gonna have to rape you. One way or another, I'm gonna show you what a stud you really are."
"Okay then, here goes," Mike bravely answered. "Your cunt's as good as fucked."
He set bis hips. He took the plunge.
"Ooooh," he whooshed as if he were falling into something. "That's deep!"
His prick had just fucked into his cousin's cunt to his balls. And Sandy's pussy muscles were rippling around his hiked cock, thrilling him.
"Now move it," Sandy instructed. "Move your cock in my cunt ... back and forth ... in and out. Fuck me, fuck me."
"Like this?" Mike asked, his rolling hips putting his prick into gear.
"Super," Sandy sighed. "You couldn't fuck me any better if you tried."
"Then you're gonna come? I'm makng you come?" His searching tone made it apparent that if Sandy climaxed it would clear up his lingering doubt about his fucking ability.
"Do you want me to?" she said.
"Whatever feels best for you," Mike answered. But it was obvious that if Sandy came, he'd get as much satisfaction out of it as she did.
Only too happy to please him, Sandy took his hand and placed it at the top of her cunt. "Then play with my clit while you're fucking me. Gets me off every time."
Mike pressed her clit with his thumb. It worked like a charm. Suddenly Sandy had wrapped her legs around him, forcing his cock even more deeply into her. Her cunt seemed to be chewing his cockmeat, squishing out loud from a marked increase in sticky pussy juice.
"Damn, I'm really doing it to you then, huh?" Mike proudly crowed.
"Only one thing could make it better, stud," Sandy answered.
"While I'm still cumming, you come for me, too. Give me a pussyful of hot jizz as fast as you can." Sandy squeezed and twisted her cunt, corkscrewing her cousin's cock for maximum friction. "Shoot it into me!"
Mike's cock flexed in her cunt. What followed was such a scalding flood of jizz that Sandy thought of liquid fire as it abruptly swamped her fucked pussy all the way to her womb.
"Burning me up!" she cried with delight.
Her cousin's prick kept pumping the fiery cream into her cunt, long past when any other boy she'd ever fucked would've stopped coming. Sandy's cunt couldn't hold all that cum. It leaked down her inner thighs in sticky ribbons, and dribbled into the crack of her ass so it puddled in the dent of her asshole.
"God, I've never felt so absolutely, completely fucked, fucked, fucked!" Sandy cried. "Look, Mike, look! Just see for yourself how much, how good, how perfect you fucked me!"
Mike pulled his cock out. Sandy kept her legs spread, fingering her pussy hps apart. Fresh jizz poured out of her fucked cunt, forming a creamy pool beneath her ass. She wiggled her ass in it, then smeared the rest all over her belly.
"Jeez, Sandy," Mike said in an awed hush. "Always knew you were a great-looking chick. But with my cum all over you, damned if you're not the most beautiful girl in the world." "I was hoping you'd say that," Sandy sighed.
CHAPTER TWO
"Mary Ann?" one of the grandmothers called. "Have you seen your brother Mike and cousin Sandy?"
Mary Ann said she hadn't, then put her nose back in the book she was reading. As was so often the case, even at the picnic, she preferred to be alone.
As far as Mary Ann was concerned, her family left plenty to be desired. Of course she loved them, but these picnics were nothing for her to look forward to. Before they went home the men would all be half-drunk, and the women gorging themselves on gossip. If only, Mary Ann would think on these occasions, they could see and hear themselves. Disgusting.
Indeed, there were only two members of the family that Mary Ann truly admired. One of them was her own personal Prince Charming her brother Mike. He was perfect, even down to the most intimate detail. For having seen her brother stripped, Mary Ann was aware that his big cock was just the right size for her cunt.
The other family member for whom Mary Ann had a special feeling was her cousin Sandy. She envied her. Envied her bold approach to life. If Mary Ann hadn't decided to cling to her virginity until Mr. Right came along, she'd have gone in the opposite direction-like Sandy, fucking whenever she got the chance.
In fact, Mary Ann was thinking about Sandy right now. Because of the book she was reading. A real potboiler about the life and loves of a heroine who knew what she wanted. Cock. The sex scenes were fantastic, turning Mary Ann's pussy to hot mush as she read on. She was interrupted once again by her grandmother.
"Mary Ann, we're going to eat pretty soon, and Mike and Sandy are still missing. Would you please go find them, darling, like a nice girl?"
Mary Ann stomped off away from the picnic, as much to get away from it as to look for her brother and cousin. Actually, she hoped she didn't find them. For the longer she supposedly continued the search, the longer she'd have an excuse to be by herself.
"I know what I'll do," she said, sighting a grove of trees ahead which promised absolute privacy. "Sure, why not?"
Her pussy had spasmed. For, although Mary Ann was still cherry, she certainly was no stranger to playing with her own cunt. She had it down pat, able to finger-fuck herself until the climaxes came one right after another.
Anxious to get at it, she trotted toward the trees. Her pussy was on fire with anticipation by the time she arrived. Slipping out of sight, she was already unbuttoning her slacks. Maybe, she hopefully thought, she could find something to stick in her eager cunt besides just her fingers.
And then, her slacks now down around her ankles, her thumbs under the waistband of her panties, Mary Ann's plans abruptly changed. Freezing when she saw the naked boy and girl in the clearing ahead, she realized she wasn't alone after all ...
"Oh, you can do it, Mike," Sandy persuasively cooed. "I want you to do it to me. You just have to."
"But won't it hurt?" Mike nervously asked.
"Mmmmm, it better," Sandy sighed in anticipation. "That's what getting fucked there's all about for a girl. Your cock in my cunt just felt good. But this'll hurt good. It's the tightest kind of fucking you could ever imagine."
Mike still wasn't sure. "Well, I dunno ..."
"You won't be able to resist once you get a look at what I'm offering you," Sandy predicted. "No other boy ever has."
She bobbed up on all fours, her plump ass now the highest part of her naked body. Sandy parted the ass cheeks, showing her cunt from the rear. But pussy wasn't what captured her cousin's attention this time, as he focused a notch away on her tiny asshole.
"Naw," he muttered, "it's too little. My cock's too big."
"You'd be surprised how it can stretch," Sandy penetrated her asshole with a finger, fucking it all the way in. "Mmmra, see how easy it is?"
"But your finger isn't anywhere near the size of my cock," Mike replied.
"How about two, then?"
Sandy added second finger, burying it along with the first.
"Still not the same as my cock," Mike insisted.
"Then let's try three." She was moaning now, fucking her ass with rhythmic jerks of her wrist. "Or even four." Only her thumb remained on the outside. But now it, too, was inching toward insertion.
"You're bluffing," Mike maintained. "You can't do it." But clearly he was on pins and needles to see if Sandy could fuck all of her fingers into her ass.
He wasn't the only one.
Just beyond the edge of the clearing, Mary Ann was like a statue. A statue with glazed, popping eyes which saw everything.
"I don't believe it. Not Mike and Sandy together ... my own brother and cousin, doing this!"
Mary Ann felt totally betrayed that the two people she admired and trusted the most would wind up committing incest with each other. She wished she could leave and somehow just forget what she'd seen and heard so far. However, when she tried to go she couldn't make herself budge an inch.
Standing there, locked in place, her eyes focused straight ahead as if she were in a trance, Mary Ann had to accept the other side of the truth about her reaction to Mike and Sandy. For despite her shock, she was also hopelessly fascinated by the spectacle of raw sex taking place before her very eyes.
Especially this brand of sex ...
At this point, Sandy somehow had her entire hand crammed into her incredibly stretched asshole.
"If I can do this to my ass," she called back to Mike, "you shouldn't have any trouble getting your cock in there. Look how much I've opened myself up for you."
Sandy abruptly pulled out her hand. As she licked her filthy fingers her asshole closed some, but not nearly back to its usual pucker.
"You know you want to fuck me where I shit," Sandy said. "So what're you waiting for? Lose your cherry all over again, stud, by fucking your first ass."
Mike took a deep breath, awkwardly gripping his prick like a fresh recruit being pushed into his first battle-not sure of how to use his weapon, but knowing the challenge had caught up with him.
He brought his cockhead to Sandy's asshole, nudging the blunt tip into the pink notch. Then he began to apply some pressure. To his surprise, the knob of his prick easily popped inside.
"So far so good," Sandy told him. "Now spit on your cock. Get it nice 'n' slippery for a big, hard shove straight up my butt."
Mike raised his hand to his face and looked at it. Then he spit into his palm and lubed his prick.
"This is it," he muttered, getting more used to the idea of ass-fucking his cousin.
His crotch lurched, powering his slick prick forward into its narrow target. He only realized he'd temporarily closed his eyes when they fluttered open again after the cock-thrust. Looking down, he saw that half of his hard-on was now buried in his cousin's shitpit.
"Some girls can only take this much cock in their asses," Sandy said to him. "But I never do anything half-assed, if you get my meaning."
Mike understood. He closed his eyes again and bucked again. This time his big prick met some resistance, but Sandy clearly welcomed the pain. Indeed, she rocked back on her haunches, forcing Mike's boner in even deeper when it had lost its own momentum.
"Mmmmm, hurts just right," she moaned, the slope of her ass in the pit of her cousin's belly now.
Mike opened his eyes again. His cock was hiked in Sandy's ass, fucked in so far that, just below, his balls were flush with her pussy.
"N-now what d-do I do?" Mike stammered, some of his self-doubt returning.
"Well, what do you think, silly?" Sandy teased. "Start giving me the old in-and-out. Fucking ass is just like fucking pussy, just, ahhhh, a helluva lot tighter. Here, I'll even get you started. Help you into the groove."
She began bouncing to and fro on her knees. Mike's cock responded in her ass to the tempo, the squeezing friction taking hold.
"Now grab hold of my ass cheeks and move me on your own," Sandy suggested. "That's it ... back and forth ... yes, yes."
"Didn't know your asshole'd be so wet," Mike said, his prick fucking with strokes of increasing length. "Not just from the spit I put on my cock. Feels almost like pussy juice."
And, very matter-of-factly, Sandy answered: "Oh, that's shit."
Mike's cock stalled in her ass. Then, feeling the damp warmth seeping around his cockmeat, he realized that his cousin wasn't teasing him this time.
"I think it's sexy," Sandy told him. "Makes fucking extra dirty when I shit on your cock." She resumed rocking on her knees, forcing
Mike's prick to move again. Her slimy asshole squished out loud.
"Plus," she sighed, "when I get fucked up the ass, I can feel it with my clit. So I can come all over the place. Like, oooooh, right now!"
Sandy climaxed at once. It sent rippling spasms along the tunnel of her ass, orgasmically caressing her cousin's cock.
"More, more," Sandy urged. "Make me come some more!"
Mike's cock stabbed her to its root when she socked her ass cheeks into his stomach, then withdrew until only the cockhead remained inside when she tipped forward. From there the process was repeated, only now Mike was supplying some of the movement. By the time it had happened again, he'd taken over entirely, fucking his prick in Sandy's asshole entirely on his own.
"Keep it up!" Sandy cried, her voice cracking with ecstasy.
She quickly made it even better for herself, reaching down to her cunt while Mike brutally ass-fucked her. Taking her stiff clit between her thumb and finger, she started jacking it off in miniature. Her responsive pussy spilled its juice down her inner thighs so it flowed almost as freely as piss.
Then Sandy really was pissing, so uncontrollably excited that her cunt abruptly gushed with a golden shower that puddled around her knees.
"God, I love it! Love it when I'm getting fucked so hard that I'm coming, pissing and shitting at the same time!" she crowed.
The dark ooze of what looked like melting chocolate trickled from her cock-filled asshole.
Still looking on in awe, Mary Ann had long since forgotten her original disgust. By now, the rawer things became the more impressed she was.
"Oh," she sighed, "they're just beautiful together."
Mary Ann naturally wondered if she could ever get so carried away by a boy fucking her that she'd piss and come and shit all at the same time like Sandy. It must be wonderful, she thought, to be so free.
"Just got to lose my cherry," Mary Ann breathlessly vowed. "That's all there is to it. Just got to know what it's like for a big cock to fuck my mouth ... my pussy ... fuck me up the ass."
She stuffed her hand inside her panties to test the damp heat of her desire. After her pussy leaked all over her probing fingers she brought them to her face, tasting her own sweet pussy juice.
"Mmmmm, I'm so delicious," she boasted to herself. "Don't have anything to be ashamed of.
Her hand returned to her panties, this time slipping beneath them from behind. She fucked a finger up her asshole, moistening it with some seeping shit. Then she tasted this, too. It was such a dirty thing to do that she actually climaxed.
"Any boy worth his balls would want to eat right through me," Mary Ann confidently predicted. "Suck my pussy and ass while his cock got harder and harder for when he finally fucked me."
But then a nagging voice from the back of her mind reminded her of an important fact. Namely, just any boy wouldn't do.
"Mike, Mike," she whimpered. "It has to be Mike. I'd rather stay a virgin than give my cherry to anybody else."
The problem, of course, Mary Ann now recognized, was stealing her brother away from their cousin Sandy. A tall order for anyone, especially an inexperienced virgin.
"Just look at her," Mary Ann sighed.
No longer on her hands and knees, Sandy had just bowled Mike over by driving the cheeks of her ass into his gut. Losing his balance, he'd landed flat on his back from the impact. Bobbing up on top of him to straddle his loins, Sandy wound up sitting directly on his cock so it was jammed straight up her ass.
Then she started fucking up and down on the slippery pole of his hard-on, slippery because it was slicked with her shit. And, while her hips rose and fell to a steady beat, Sandy constantly frigged her clit to keep herself in an orgasmic frenzy.
"Ooooh, know what?" she bubbled. "I think I'll piss again."
She stuck a finger into her cunt, but not too deep. And rather than probing, she tickled her target.
"Mmmmm, that feels so good on my pee-hole," Sandy said. "I wish I could be out in the desert for a week without any water, diddle my pee-hole, and damned if I wouldn't start pissing all over myself."
Then she jabbed the special spot with her fingertip, her nail snagging and gouging the delicate opening. Her first reaction was to wince with apparent pain. But an instant later she wore a radiant smile of sheer pleasure. Down below, her cunt gushed with another golden shower, this one drenching Mike's belly and crotch as he writhed beneath his pissing cousin.
He excitedly cried. "Piss, piss! Piss all over us, Sandy! So fuckin' sexy! Bet there isn't another girl in town who pisses while she comes!"
Mike was wrong, however, about his cousin being one of a kind at combining a golden shower with coming. As a matter of fact, the same brand of dual release was occurring without his knowledge just a few feet away.
"Ahhhh, that feels sooo gooooood," Mary Ann moaned, the hot flow from her cunt bathing her thighs.
She hadn't been able to resist following Sandy's example, had found her own piss-hole, tickling it the way her cousin had just demonstrated. It made Mary Ann corneas much as if she'd played with her clit. Better yet, it added a steaming stream of orgasmic piss to her erotic eruption.
"Coming ... pissing," Mary Ann dreamily sighed. She didn't know which felt best. They went together like cake and frosting.
Her legs weakened. She knelt in the yellow puddle of piss that had formed on the ground below her. Then, with an uncontrollable desire to go even farther, she scooped her hands into the shallow pool and smeared a gritty combination of liquid gold and sand all over her face.
It got in her eyes, temporarily blinding her. So Mary Ann missed seeing her brother Mike start wildly fucking beneath their cousin Sandy, on the verge of knocking the girl from her perch on his crotch.
"What's got into you, stud?" Sandy teased.
"I'm gonna come! Come a ton in your ass!"
"Then let's do it up right, stud! The perfect end to the perfect butt-fuck! Just hang on and roll along with me, Mike, and I'll put you right in the driver's seat."
Although her eyes had been shut, Mary Ann's ears perked from the steamy dialogue which drifted her way. Blinking to restore her sight, she focused just in time to see her brother and cousin shifting positions once again.
This time when Mike returned to the top of the action, he and Sandy faced one another. In addition, she had drawn her legs all the way back over her head, jackknifing her naked body so Mike's cock fucked straight down into her tilted ass.
"Come, come, come, you beautiful bastard!" Sandy cried. "Flood my goddamned ass with more cum than it can hold!"
And whimpering along with her shouting cousin, but with every bit as much intensity, Mary Ann added: "Yes, come, Mike, come. Come for Sandy as hard as you can. As hard as you'll come for me when I take her place-when you're fucking me instead of her."
Then Mary Ann hitched up her slacks and stole away as quietly as she'd originally arrived on the scene. The last she saw, Sandy was sucking Mike's ass-fucked cock. Mary Ann filed that away for future reference, too.
CHAPTER THREE
After school, Mary Ann gave her brother enough time to get home. Then she phoned him, having practiced the voice to near perfection which was not her own but so familiar.
"Are you alone?" She greeted Mike in that distinctive purr when he answered.
He bit on Mary Ann's tricky bait, sure he was talking to their sexy cousin. "Shit, yeah, Sandy. You know both my folks are at work. And Sis is studying. Saw her going into the library. So the house is ours, if that's what you had in mind."
"I'm horny as hell," Mary Ann answered in a flawless imitation of Sandy. "I'll be right over. You be ready. I'm too hot to wait for your big cock a second longer than I have to."
"Don't worry," Mike assured her, never doubting that it was Sandy. "I'll answer the door with the biggest hard-on you ever saw, then fuck hell out of you right on the floor."
"Fantastic!" Mary Ann declared.
She ran all the way home, listening to her wet cunt squish with every stride she took. By the time she got there, her panties had soaked clear through. Slipping around to the side of the house, she peeled them off and put them in her purse. When it was time to flash on her brother or the first time she didn't want anything between her pussy and Mike's bulging eyes. Then Mary Ann was back around in the front yard, climbing the porch steps. Reaching the door, she rang the bell, holding her breath.
"That you, Sandy baby?" a panting Mike called through the door. "Don't see you."
His eye had just filled the peephole. But Mary Ann had moved to one side, out of range for the moment. Then, suddenly, she was in her brother's field of vision, but not so he could see her face. Having impulsively unbuttoned her blouse, she popped a tit out of her bra and blotted out everything else with it when she thrust her tit against the door where Mike looked, her nipple in the peephole.
"Shit, you horny bitch!" he whooped from inside. "Get your ass in here before you get yourself busted for indecent exposure."
The door swung open. Mike was back in the shadows, his rigid cock jutting forth so the light from outdoors just caught the throbbing cockhead. His hard-on looked like it was looming out at least a foot from his crotch.
And then, abruptly, his cock was just dangling between his legs, shrinking rapidly as fear paralyzed him. You could have knocked Mike over with a feather when his sister entered the house, instead of his cousin. Mary Ann smirked at him, banging the door closed with a backward kick. Then she slowly closed the distance between them.
"Okay, Sis ... so you know about me and Sandy," Mike managed to choke. "Caught me with my pants down for her. But what're you gonna do now? Mom and Dad would kill me if they found out about this."
Mary Ann just looked at him for a moment, taking in his fright with amusement. He was like a scared little boy, she thought. How cute. Especially with that great big prick flopping between his legs like it didn't belong to him and he was trying to get out of its way.
"Am I gonna tell the folks?" Mary Ann then drawled. "Well, that depends. Depends on you, Mike. On what you can do for me."
"Name it, Sis," Mike desperately offered. "My allowance? I'll hand it over to you every week, if you say so ...."
"No, you keep your money," Mary Ann answered. "I want something that you've been giving away already."
"Wh-what's that, Sis?"
"The same thing Sandy's been getting from you, Mike."
Mike's jaw fell. Not only from what he'd just heard, but also from what his sister now started to show him. She was hiking her skirt, having drawn it above her knees, lifting the hem toward her thighs.
"Don't fuck around with me, Sis," Mike said. "Not funny."
"Oh, I mean business, all right," Mary Ann answered. "You're on the right track, though, about the fucking around part."
She raised her skirt all the way to her crotch, flashing her pussy so her brother saw that she wore no panties.
"N-no!" Mike gasped.
"Yes!" Mary Ann insisted.
Her skirt was a loose-fitting style that was easy to tie around her waist, leaving Mary Ann nude below her hips.
Her exposed cunt seemed to have an invisible stranglehold on Mike, making his eyes bulge. He'd glanced at her cunt in the past, but had never had the chance to stare the way he now couldn't help but do. And, inevitably, he compared his sister's pussy with their cousin's.
Where Sandy's cunt bristled with fluffy curls, Mary Ann's cunt was startlingly sparse. Almost like a little girl's cunt.
Mary Ann knew what her brother was thinking. "Maybe my cunt's not as hairy as Sandy's, but it's just as horny. Maybe more. 'Cause she gets all the cock she wants, and I've had to wait-wait too long."
Mike couldn't miss her meaning. "God, Sis, you really expect me to take your ... your ..."
"Yes, Mike, my cherry. Take my cherry," Mary Ann steamily answered, lifting a foot onto a nearby table so her pussy gash spread to reveal the inner pink. "It's right in my cunt-waiting for you. Waiting for your big cock to pop it and fuck me bloody."
Mike tried to maintain that he could never do such a thing to his own sister. But his words were empty, robbed of any impact by the betrayal of his stiffening prick.
"Oh, don't worry, Mike," Mary Ann now crooned. "I won't rush you into fucking me right away. I know you need to get used to the idea. That I have to, ah, persuade you that it's the right thing to do. Like, mmmmm, this."
Mary Ann knelt at her brother's feet, facing his crotch. When his jutting cockhead brushed her nose, Mike tried to jump back. But Mary Ann abruptly had her hands on his hips, holding him in place.
"Relax," she purred. "Relax and enjoy the first blow-job I've ever given to anyone."
She kissed the blunt tip of Mike's hard-on. He shivered from head to toe. Then her soft lips folded around his cockhead, causing his balls to churn in their rising and falling sac.
"Mmmm, my first taste of cock," Mary Ann slurped. "And you know what? Tastes the way I always thought a cock would. Absolutely delicious."
Now her lips nibbled down onto the cock-shaft, pushing the cockhead more deeply into her mouth so she could swirl her tongue around it. And one of her slender hands cupped her brother's heavy balls, rhythmically squeezing them.
"Jeez, Sis," Mike gulped, "you sure don't act like this is your first blow-job."
He'd said it haltingly, afraid of offending Mary Ann. But, in truth, it was the best compliment he could have paid her. She thanked him for his unintentional praise by swallowing a lot more of his prick.
"Can ... can you suck the whole thing?" Mike nervously asked.
Mary Ann's nostrils flared as she took a deep breath through her nose. Then she bore down with such slurping intensity that she didn't stop until she'd deep-throated her brother's entire cock.
"Man, Sandy didn't do it any better!" Mike blurted out.
Her mouth became an oral cunt, with her warm spit like seeping pussy juice as it lubricated the movement of Mike's prick. This went perfectly with the way she made his hips roll by massaging his sensitive balls. Soon it was no longer simply a blow-job. Mike was fucking Mary Ann straight down her spasming throat with cock-strokes of increasing boldness.
By this point, Mary Ann was so into the cock-sucking that she yearned to come. To get her orgasm, she reached down with her free hand to caress her own cunt. Her stiff clit, she discovered, was like a miniature version of the hard-on she sucked. Pinching her clit between her thumb and finger, she began jacking it off at the same time she sucked on her brother's cock.
Results were swift. Mary Ann felt the climax she craved brewing within her, on the verge of happening. If only she could make Mike come in her mouth at the same time her own orgasm took hold.
Her suction on his cock doubled. The cockhead was lodged in her throat now, no longer moving, just pulsating. Since she'd never been on the receiving end of a male climax before, Mary Ann wasn't sure she'd brought her brother to the brink. She just had to keep sucking, sucking, sucking ...
"Gonna shoot it, Sis!" Mike cried.
His deep-throated prick abruptly erupted with a gusher of scalding jizz. At the same time, Mary Ann wrenched her clit. And, as she greedily drank her brother's cock cream, her own cum trickled down her inner thighs.
Naturally, Mary Ann wanted Mike to know that she had come right along with him. So she wiped her oozing pussy with her hand, then thrust her sticky fingers up to his face to moisten his lips with her orgasmic pussy juice.
One taste and Mike immediately wanted more. "Yeah, pussy, pussy! My sister's pussy. Sis's sweet, sweet pussy."
Then he dropped to his knees, his drained cock leaving Mary Ann's mouth as she automatically rose to her feet. Their positions abruptly reversed, and it was now Mike who had a faceful of crotch. He now ate her pussy as hungrily as she'd just sucked his prick.
"I started coming when your cock was shooting in my mouth!" Mary Ann cried, "And I haven't stopped since. Oh, keep it going for me, Mike. Fuck, fuck, fuck my coming pussy with your tongue!"
Her escaping cunt juice drooled down her brother's chin. The way he was tongue-fucking her, Mary Ann fantasized that she might actually lose her cherry to his tongue. But then, all at once, Mike stopped, pulling back. For a moment, Mary Ann feared she'd done something wrong.
"Wh-what is it?" she anxiously asked her brother.
Mike was even more nervous than she was. "W-would you ... Sis, would you ..."
"Anything," Mary Ann readily assured him.
"P-piss on me?" he sheepishly asked her. "Piss in my mouth?"
Thrilled by his kinky request, Mary Ann replied with action rather than words. Taking her brother's head in her hands, she drew his mouth back to her cunt. Then she strained from within, summoning the golden shower Mike craved.
Her pussy promptly overflowed, pouring hot piss down her brother's gulping throat. As he drank her steaming piss, Mike gripped Mary Ann's ass cheeks and rubbed the plump globes together. Then one of his fingers fucked into her asshole at just about the time she stopped pissing.
"Oooh, that feels so good up my butt," she moaned with approval. "Good enough to make me come all over again."
Mike's mouth still sealed her cunt. Now the last of Mary Ann's piss was washed away by a fresh supply of orgasmic pussy juice, which her brother spooned with his tireless tongue at the same time he kept finger-fucking her ass.
"Enough, enough," Mary Ann finally groaned, abruptly pulling away so her brother's mouth left her cunt and his finger popped out of her asshole.
NoW it was Mike's turn to wonder if he'd done something wrong. "D-did I go too far, Sis?"
"Oh, it was heavenly," Mary Ann reassured him. "I was just worried about what happens next."
Mike thought he understood. "So all this finally got to you, huh, Sis? Don't worry, we'll stop this right here. I won't fuck you."
Mary Ann laughed out loud, like a whore who'd just been mistaken for a nice girl. Mike self-consciously waited for whichever twist came next.
"You crazy kid," Mary Ann giggled. "Did you really think I'd lost my nerve? Sweet of you to give me an out, but no way. I'm here to get fucked."
"Then why'd you back off? Say you were worried about what happens next?" Mike asked.
"Simple," Mary Ann said, still giggling at first, but then getting serious. "You were eating my pussy and finger-fucking my ass so good, too good. Couldn't stop coming and I was afraid of too much of a good thing too soon. That my pussy might burn out before I got your cock in it."
"So?"
"Fuck me now, Mike! Fuck me before it's too late!"
Mary Ann backed toward an overstuffed chair which caught her when she left her feet. Then, as she anchored her ass on the cushion, her separating legs hooked over the armrests. This spread her nearly hairless cunt wide open.
Her pussy seemed to be juicily begging for her brother's big cock to fuck it.
"Damn," Mike said, hypnotically drawn to his sister's hot pussy. "I dunno if I'm the luckiest guy in the world to get first shot at fucking my own cherry sister, or the biggest idiot for taking such a chance. If Mom and Dad ever found out about this ..."
Poor Mike, Mary Ann thought with amusement in the midst of her erotic anticipation. So far, every time he got fucked, he had to worry about the family catching him. First with Sandy, now this. Well, Mary Ann thought, that's the price he has to pay for being hung with such a beautiful prick.
"I'm waiting," Mary Ann called. "My cunt's waiting for your big cock to fuck me. My cherry's waiting to pop."
Mike reached her, his hard-on twitching with readiness to plunge into her cunt's damp warmth. To hasten contact, Mary Ann widened the target, lingering her pussy lips so her pink pussy gash yawned even more. A knee supported on the edge of the chair, Mike eased on top of her. His cockhead nudged Mary Ann's belly button at first, then slid down to her cunt mound, leaving behind a sticky trail of pre-cum.
"No turning back now, "he whispered, setting his hips with the blunt tip of his prick just between his sister's spread pussy lips.
He lurched. Half of his cocklance fucked in on the first thrust. Mary Ann squeezed her cunt muscles, wriggling her ass.
"All that sucking you did got my pussy nice 'n' slippery," she said. "Your cock fits in me like a glove so far. If I didn't know better, even I wouldn't believe that I'm still actually cherry."
"Maybe you broke it by accident," Mike anxiously suggested. "You know, climbing trees when you were a little girl. Horseback riding or something."
"Only one way to find out," Mary Ann coaxed. "Deeper, stud, deeper. Test my cunt to the limit with your big cock. Fuck me all the way to your balls."
She pushed up at the same time her brother pushed in. Mike's cock now met resistance.
"Oh, it's there. There, right where it's supposed to be," Mary Ann whimpered. "Feel it, Mike? Feel my cherry trying to stop your cock from fucking me any deeper? Trying to keep me a virgin forever?"
Mike grunted with frustration. He didn't want to hurt her.
Mary Ann recalled a similar situation from when she'd eavesdropped on Mike fucking their cousin's ass. "Make me suffer, damn you. Rip my cherry!"
When Mike hesitated, Mary Ann scissored him with her legs. Then she yanked his crotch toward hers, brutally jamming his stalled cock into her stubborn cunt.
"Pain, pain! Give me pain!" she cried, knowing that the searing ache in her cunt signaled her unwanted virginity's last stand.
"God, Sis," Mike self-consciously mumbled, "you make me feel like some kinda animal. Like I was raping you or something."
"That's it!" Mary Ann excitedly replied, seizing on the inspiration her brother had just unintentionally given her. "Rape me! Rape me!"
"Aw, Sis, that's crazy. I couldn't-" "Damn it, I'll make you rape me!" Mary Ann vowed.
She closed her eyes, abruptly able through sheer willpower to fantasize that she was a victim. Although shareally wanted to be fucked more than anything else in the world, now she temporarily fought back to arouse Mike's macho instincts so he'd overwhelm her, as though the only way she could be taken was by force.
She scratched his back. Mike now howled like a wounded beast. And he reacted with primitive fury, his reflexes triggering a violent response which resulted in his open hand striking his sister with such smacking force that her head twisted sideways.
"Is that all the harder you can hit?" Mary
Ann taunted him through bloody lips.
To keep Mike fuming, she scratched him again. He slapped her face again, with the other hand this time, knocking her head in the opposite direction.
"That hard enough, bitch?" Mike seethed.
"You can slap me silly all you want," Mary Ann now shot back, knowing that she was on a roll despite the battering she was taking. "But that still doesn't answer the real question about what you can do."
"Try me, bitch!" Mike hissed.
"Is this all the harder you can fuck me?"
"You're really asking for it, you bitch!"
"Then deliver it, you sissy!"
His manhood challenged, Mike clenched his teeth. Every muscle in his body rippled. All his strength seemingly channeled between his legs, he then swung his croch the way a boxer might deliver a knockout blow, everything he had behind it. But instead of his fist, his cock was the weapon-and instead of a jaw, the target was his sister's cherry cunt.
"Arrgghhh!" Mary Ann wailed from the devastating impact, suddenly full of more cockmeat than she'd ever known her cunt could take. "You're filling me!"
However, if she was dying, Mary Ann was happily doing so. For the delirious grin of ecstasy which immediately followed her cry of anguish was the real story.
"Oh, yes," she swooned, "Fuck, fuck, fuck me to death, Mike! If I never do another thing, at least I'll know I didn't die a virgin."
Hearing this, Mike was suddenly Mary Ann's concerned brother again instead of a mindlessly attacking animal. "Sis, you mean ..."
Mary Ann took one of his hands, slipping it into the crush of loins, forcing him to sample the sticky warmth of the moisture which now oozed from her cock-stuffed pussy. Mike thought it was only pussy juice, but knew better when his sister next raised his bloodily dripping fingers to his face.
"My cherry," she girlishly bubbled. "That's all that's left of it! You did it, Mike, you did it! Made me into a real woman!"
She kissed him with passionate gratitude. And as her tongue surged down Mike's throat, a flood of jizz abruptly surged from his prick into her pussy, washing the blood away and giving Mary Ann a climax of her own that lasted until her brother's balls were drained.
CHAPTER FOUR
Sandy was horny. Not just for anybody, either. She wanted her cousin Mike to fuck her. Fuck her as hard as he had last weekend at the famliy picnic-fuck her in the mouth, cunt and ass with his big, cum-spurting cock.
Usually, Sandy didn't get this hard-up for somebody she'd recently fucked. In the past she'd played the field, putting out for as many different boys as she could. Seducing them the first time had always been her main thing, the thrill of the hunt. Generally speaking, she only let them come around for seconds when they begged her for another piece of ass and she felt sorry for them.
Right now, though, the shoe was on the other foot for her. She was at home after school, staring at the phone, wondering if she ought to swallow her pride and call Mike to beg him for a second chance at his beautiful prick.
Analyzing this change in her attitude, Sandy sighed. "Must have something to do with Mike being family. Maybe it's the risk that adds to it."
Closing her eyes, Sandy both amused and shook herself up by imagining being caught in the act while she and her cousin were fucking. In her mind's eye, Mike was fucking her up the ass. And Sandy couldn't resist making the intruder nobody else but the all-American virgin, Mary Ann.
"What do you suppose she'd do?" Sandy wondered aloud. "Freak out, for sure. But just exactly how?"
In her fantasy, Sandy invented a pair of possible results, each going to the opposite extreme. In the first, Mary Ann ran hysterically from the action, screaming to anyone who'd listen that something terrible was happening. Sandy didn't need to fill in the blanks from there to predict total disaster.
Her other version was a lot more intriguing. This time when Mary Ann caught Sandy and Mike fucking, she flipped out on the side of lust.
"Yeah, I like it this way a lot better," Sandy chuckled at the mental picture of her cherry cousin finally breaking out of her shell. "Mary Ann's so hot for Mike that it's just waiting to take over. Being jealous of me, her best friend, for fucking her precious brother just might do it."
What would Sandy do if this actually happened? She found the prospect fascinating.
"Damn, enough of this," Sandy snapped at herself, dissolving her fantasy. "I'm the one who's horny. Can't sit around here daydreaming about Mary Ann fucking Mike when I'm the one who needs his big cock in my mouth, pussy and ass."
Her eyes were open again, and she was looking at the phone. She picked it up to call Mike, then hung up halfway through dialing his number. It would be more fun, she'd just decided to surprise him.
Sandy slipped around to the rear of the house. Since their fathers were brothers, she knew her cousins' home almost as well as she did her own. The back door squeaked sometimes, but Sandy was careful, sneaking inside without a sound.
She'd taken off her shoes already, tiptoeing from the kitchen down the hall which led to the living room. Along the way she rubbed her pussy through her jeans with anticipation, hoping to find Mike alone so she could take off a lot more than her shoes in very short order.
It sounded good to Sandy when she heard her cousin moan: "Oh, Jesus, that feels so good. Damn, am I gonna come."
Knowing how cherry Mike had been before she'd given him his first piece of ass last weekend, the last thing Sandy suspected was that he might be fucking with another girl. Her assumption was that he must be jerking off, probably while thinking about her. The idea really tickled her. Creeping toward the living room, she unzipped her jeans in horny readiness to strike.
"Just hope I get there before Mike wastes a precious drop of that delicious cum," she gleefully murmured under her quickening breath. "But even if he does shoot it, I can always lick it up. That'll keep his cock plenty hard for me."
By the time she'd reached the end of the hall, Sandy's jeans sagged around her hips. Her exposed panties were darkly stained with leaking pussy juice. When she stepped out into the open she'd pull them down fast to flash her hairy cunt at Mike from across the room while he was beating his meat, as if she were a fantasy come true.
But it didn't work out the way Sandy had figured. AH it took was one peek to size up the situation, and she was reeling with shock. Nothing, not even her wildest flight of fancy, could have prepared her for this ...
"Oh, Mike, your cock feels even better in my cunt now than the first time you fucked me," Mary Ann moaned to her brother. "Now that I've lost my cherry, I don't need to think about anything but how good it feels. Especially when you fuck me from behind. Makes me feel like a bitch in heat."
Mary Ann was on all fours. Her brother was directly in back of her, her ass cheeks nudging against the pit of his stomach while his prick fucked up her rear-spread pussy. Mary Ann's coment about feeling like a bitch in heat was entirely appropriate. Mike was dog-fucking her.
"Mmmm, Mike," Mary Ann sighed, "when you fuck me this way, your cock goes into my cunt sooooo deep. Never felt so full of anything in my life."
"Have you come yet, Sis?"
"Over and over again," Mary Ann answered. "Just been hiding it from you, so you'd think you had to keep fucking me harder and harder to get me off."
"Tricky little bitch," Mike laughed.
"Hope now that I've told you I've been coming all along, you won't slow down on me," Mary Ann said. "Much as I've been coming, I'm still building up to the really big one. The screamer."
"How loud you want me to make you scream, sis?" Mike asked.
"Like I'm dying. It might sound like I'm coming so hard that I want you to stop fucking me-but don't you dare," Mary Ann replied.
"Anything else you wanna dare me about?" Mike rasped.
Mary Ann took a deep swallow. "Okay, Mike, I dare you to ... well, you know, my cunt's not the only hole I've got. That give you any ideas?"
Mike knowingly grunted, then responded with a finger straight up his sister's puckered asshole. "That it, Sis?"
"Ahh, sure is a start," Mary Ann gurgled. "Now I double-dare you, if you know what I mean."
Mike promptly added a second finger in her tight but elastic asshole. Mary Ann responded with a windy fart.
"Should I be embarrassed?" she giggled, as her funky aroma filled the air. "Or should I just go ahead and triple-dare you?"
Mike laughed, too, adding a third finger inside his sister's yielding shitpit. Mary Ann farted again. Then she rolled her ass, really getting the feel of all those fingers crammed up her asshole.
"Goes straight to my clit when you do that," Mary Ann revealed.
Mike began fucking his fingers in his sister's asshole to the same rhythm as his cock dog-fucked her pussy. But that wasn't enough for an increasingly aroused Mary Ann. She began rocking to and fro on her knees to increase the tempo.
"Working up to that screamer yet, Sis?"
"Getting there," Mary Ann groaned. "Maybe this'll help."
She reached down and clasped her own tits. The rigid nipples rubbed against her palms, while her fingertips gouged into the spongy tit flesh.
"When I do this to my titties, I can feel it down in my cunt along with the rest," she gasped with pleasure. "Yeah, it's piling onto my pussy three different ways. Just a little bit more and I'll be screaming my head off 'cause I'm coming so much."
Anxious to hear her howl, Mike finger-fucked her ass with clustered knuckles and fucked his cock in her pussy. But it was Mary Ann, herself, who pushed things to the limit. She pinched her nipples, pinched the buds of tit-flesh as hard as she could, then twisted them around double.
"Yeeoowww, I'm flying!" she orgasmically screamed.
"Yesh, Sis, yeah!"
Mary Ann shook, swayed and writhed, corkscrewing the fingers in her ass and the cock in her cunt. Rather than pinching her own nipples now, she was sort of jacking off the swollen tit buds between her thumbs and fingers.
Then, suddenly, Mike's body was also in a shuddering frenzy, as if he and his sister were teamed in some sort of wild dance. As he held on to Mary Ann, the veins in his arms stood out in bold, throbbing relief. His teeth didn't just clench, they ground together like chalk scraping on a blackboard. Sweat poured down his red face. He seemed in agony.
"He's gonna come," Sandy anxiously predicted from her hiding place. "Wonder if Mary Ann knows how hard he's about to shoot it into her."
Mary Ann did, indeed. And she was prepared to take total advantage of it.
"How long before you come?" she called back to her straining brother.
"Just a few seconds, sis," Mike hissed. "Then there's just enough time," Mary Ann answered. "Hurry, pull your cock out of my cunt. Just do it. And don't shoot your wad until I tell you when."
Mike did as he was told, comletely under his sister's spell by this time.
"And the same with your fingers in my ass," Mary Ann added. "Get them out."
Mike's fingers withdrew with a slurping pop, speckled with his sister's shit. He looked down at both of them and his twitching hard-on.
"Now switch 'em," she commanded. "Put your fingers in my cunt and your cock ..."
Mike caught on just before she finished, interrupting her by going ahead with the shift she craved. His hand fucked into her expanding pussy, the whole thing to his wrist. But the major impact belonged to his cock, which after dog-fucking Mary Ann's cunt was now destined to come in the much tighter hole less than . an inch away. His cock fucked in, causing his sister to start screaming with joy all over again. "Come! Come! Come!"
Lurching and bucking, Mike shot his cum-load with grunting release. Mary Ann's belly heaved as she took it, the liquid fire pouring into her ass guts from her brother's gushing hard-on.
"Oh," she cried, "your cum feels even better when you fuck me like this than it did in my cunt!"
And as Mary Ann expressed her pleasure at where Mike's cum-spurting prick had wound up, there was a nod of knowing agreement in the distance from the unseen intruder about the special thrill ass-fucking delivered to a girl. For it had long been one of Sandy's favorite routes to peak erotic fulfillment.
"Yes, Mary Ann, take it up the ass," Sandy whispered. "Squeeze every last drop of jizz out of Mike's cock with your horny ass."
"Jeez, Sis, Pm drained. Coming in your tight ass sucked more cream out of my balls than I knew I had to give."
"Oh, I don't know about that," Mary Ann playfully answered. "Something tells me there may be even more cum where that came from. Your balls just might have to work overtime if your cock and my ass have anything to do with it. 'Cause, brother dear, you're still as hard as a rock up my butt. Just feel how hard."
She wiggled her hips, so Mike could feel how rigid his prick still was when her shitpit tugged at it.
"And with all that cum greasing the way, it ought to be nice 'n' slippery enough for you to fuck my ass from beginning to end this time around without half trying," Mary Ann suggested.
She began rocking on her knees so friction would resume. Mike's tireless boner fucked back and forth almost as easily as it previously had in his sister's pussy-because of the lubricating presence of his left-over jizz.
"Yeah, I'm in the groove allright," Mike readily admitted. "If anything can get another load of cum out of me, Sis, it's gonna be your dynamite ass."
Then he asked her about her cunt. Did Mary Ann want him to finger-fuck it some more while he fucked her ass? No, she told him, she wanted to feel his balls slapping against her pussy while his cock fucked in her ass. Anyway, wasn't it about time Mike got better acquainted with her tits?
"Mmmm, that's it," she murmured when he reached for her dangling tits and closed his hands over them. "Isn't it funny how things turn out? You've already come in my pussy and ass, but now's the first time you or any other boy's ever felt my titties."
Then Sandy straightened up, having a serious thought about Mary Ann's startling surrender of her previously cherished virginity. What could have caused it? Sure, Sandy knew, Mary Ann had a thing about her own brother. But what had made her cross the line to turn harmless fantasy into forbidden reality?
Yes, Sandy had to admit, even she had hmits about who she'd fuck. After all, she had a brother of her own, and in the general run of boys Vince definitely stood out. Lots of girls were after him, so he undoubtedly got his share of pussy. But Sandy had never once seriously considered adding herself to the list.
Odd, she thought, but fucking with her own brother hadn't even crossed her mind earlier today when se'd been daydreaming about the brother-sister combination that had amazingly come to pass-Mike and Mary Ann. Why, in other words, did Mary Ann getting fucked by Mike seem so natural in comparison with Vince and herself?
The more she ran it over in her head, the more uncomfortable Sandy became with the growing awareness that, for all her own lusty exploits, in a sense her cousin was out-fucking her on the first try. There was no other way to honestly look at it. Mary Ann was getting her own brother's big cock, while Vince had never touched Sandy.
Admitting her growing envy of her cousin, Sandy muttered: "What's Mary Ann got that I don't have?"
It was incredible. After a lifetime of taking Vince for granted, Sandy now had a case of the hots for him for the same reason he'd never turned her on before-because he was her own brother. And all on account of Mary Ann, the All-American virgin, the last person whose example Sandy had ever expected to follow when it came to fucking.
"I've got to find out her secret," Sandy vowed.
In the meantime, though, all she could do was watch. There was plenty to see ...
"Happened faster than I thought it would, Sis," Mike rasped, his cock having fucked to the hilt in Mary Ann's ass.
"Oh, yes, yes!" Mary Ann excitedly cut in, just as aware as her brother was about what was due to occur.
"Coming!" Mike cried.
His body lurched, so he fell forward, draped across Mary Ann's back. As his cock erupted in the depths of her ass guts, he squeezed her tits, hanging on for dear life.
"Mmmm, it's even more than the last time you came in my ass," Mary Ann groaned in response to the scalding flood. "This time I don't think I'll be able to hold it all inside me."
She briefly paused, a leering grin splitting her features, signalling an idea that was too nasty for her to resist.
"Will you lick it up?" she asked her brother. "Lick up your cum while it leaks out of my fucked ass?"
Mike had a kinky idea of his own. "Only if you suck my shitty cock as soon as it's out of your butt, Sis."
"Now, damn, why didn't I think of that, myself?" Mary Ann gleefully replied, making it clear how eager she was to take part in such a deliciously dirty sixty-nine.
So out of Mary Ann's sloppy asshole jerked Mike's cum-dripping prick. Then sister and brother scrambled into position to satisfy their mutual hunger. She was on top, sitting on his face so her creamy asshole drooled into his sealing mouth. And, at the other end of the action, his cock was deep-throated by her.
It quickly became obvious that the sixty-nine would run its full course. Neither Mary Ann nor Mike would stop sucking until the other had come yet another time ...
CHAPTER FIVE
The more Sandy thought about the example of brother-sister incest that Mary Ann had set, the more she bumped against the same conclusion. There just didn't seem any other way to satisfy her curiosity.
"I've just got to come right out and ask Mary Ann for myself how it happened with her and Mike," Sandy told herself. "Get her to tell me how I can do the right things to make Vince fuck me."
Sure, Sandy realized, it wouldn't be easy to admit how she'd spied on her cousins. Mary Ann might really be pissed off at first and try to cut her off cold. But it was a risk she'd have to take in order to find out what she wanted to know.
"After all, we're best friends, aren't we?" Sandy reasoned. "Best friends always snoop in each other's business, don't they? Mary Ann'll understand. She has to."
Mary Ann guessed that sometimes she was just too nice for her own good. Losing her cherry to her brother hadn't changed that. Try as she might, she just couldn't help feeling guilty about stealing Mike away from Sandy.
"She's my best friend," Mary Ann thought, "and I went behind her back. Sure, I know she can have any boy she wants ... but when I watched her fucking Mike, it was like he was something really special to her. Poor Sandy, she's got to be wondering why Mike hasn't come back for more."
Mary Ann tried imagining what might happen if she told her cousin the truth. Would Sandy understand?
"If only," Mary Ann murmured, "Sandy had a thing about her brother Vince the way I do about Mike. That'd make it so easy."
Not likely, though, Mary Ann suspected. All she'd ever heard from Sandy about Vince was how he'd taken the car when it was her turn to use it because his own heap was broken down again, borrowed money that he'd never paid back, been rude to her friends-in other words, typical brother-and-sister stuff. Nothing like the way Mary Ann felt about Mike.
The problem, of course, was that while ignoring her own brother, Sandy felt the same way about Mike that Mary Ann did. Which meant that for the first time in their friendship they were truly at odds.
"I've just got to tell Sandy the truth about Mike and me," Mary Ann said, reaching the only conclusion she could in good conscience.
"It won't be easy, but it's the right thing to do."
They usually met each other at the corner and walked to school together. But in the past week they'd gone their separate ways-until today, approaching the corner from opposite directions, they caught sight of one another and warily measured their steps, like gunfighters at high noon.
When they'd finally closed the distance between them, Sandy and Mary Ann hesitated before making eye contact. By now, neither could help sensing that she wasn't the only one with something important on her mind.
"I-I've got to talk to you about something ..."
They'd both said it at the same time. That broke some of the tension. Now they laughed together, like the old friends they were.
"Listen," Sandy suggested, "something tells me that we both have something to get off our chests that'll take longer than it does to just walk to school. What do you say we play a little hooky?"
Mary Ann nodded in agreement.
"My place or yours?" Sandy asked.
Mary Ann said either was okay. They went to Sandy's because it was closest, and because her parents were out of town. They'd have the house to themselves.
On the way, their conversation was spotty, each absorbed in her own thoughts. When they arrived, Sandy fidgeted for a moment and asked her cousin if she wanted a drink. Said her parents had so much liquor in their cabinet they'd never miss it.
"But it's nine o'clock in the morning," Mary Ann noted.
"Something tells me we need it anyway," Sandy matter-of-factly replied.
She went to the liquor cabinet. Knowing nothing about mixing drinks, she just poured something from the nearest bottle into a couple of glasses. "Down the hatch," she said. They awkwardly clinked their glasses together. Sandy drank hers down first, her eyes ediately watering. Mary Ann winced, swallowed, then winced-some more. "Poison," she muttered. "But you gotta admit," Sandy drawled, "it kinda knocks you on your ass, doesn't it?" She flopped down in the nearest chair, her skirt flying up so her panties flashed before the hem settled at the tops of her thighs. She'd brought the bottle with her, and poured herself another drink. This one went down easier, Slumping farther down in her chair, Sandy propped a foot up on the coffee table.
"Here, now you have another one," she Wearily said, offering the bottle to Mary Ann. "No fair me being drunker than you."
Mary Ann made herself drink some more. Then she was glad she had. The alcohol had a settling effect on her case of nerves. Suddenly she'd settled into the chair across from her cousin, almost a mirror image of Sandy.
"Let's just keep passing the bottle back and forth until we're ready to talk," Sandy suggested.
Mary Ann agreed, so they drank and looked at each other, getting drunker with every swig. Drunk enough for Sandy to eventually break up with a fit of the giggles.
"You little devil," she said playfully to Mary Ann. "Damned if you're not peeking up my dress."
"How can I help it?" Mary Ann just as playfully answered. "You're sure showing me plenty."
"Now that you mention it, so're you," Sandy slurred, squinting her eyes as she leaned forward. "Let's see ... uh, yellow panties with, yeah, a little bit of lace around the crotch. Very cute."
"Yours are blue," Mary Ann merrily shot back. "No lace, but I think I see something else down there."
"You mean like a little bit of pussy hair?" Sandy teased. "Here, wanna see more?"
She reached down, nudging the crotch-band of her panties slightly aside. A curly clump from her cunt bush bristled into view.
"Jeepers, I wish my pussy was like that," Mary Ann woozily sighed. "My pussy's almost as hairless as a little girl's."
"Oh, lemme see," Sandy enthusiasticaly suggested. "I'll show you more of mine if you show me yours."
As Sandy pulled her panties farther to one side, Mary Ann tugged at hers for the first time. Sandy's cunt was nothing short of a hairy jungle. But her cousin's pussy, except for a few delicate strands of floss, was as smooth as a baby's bottom.
"Mmmra, your pussy's just adorable, Mary Ann," Sandy murmured. "Believe me, you don't have anything to be ashamed of. It's just as beautiful cunt."
"That's the way I feel about yours," Mary Ann murmured back, as the two girls stared between one another's spread thighs.
They had, of course, seen plenty of one another's pussies when each had spied on the other fucking Mike. But this was different. This was just girl-to-girl, no boys to distract them.
"Well," Sandy purred, "if I'm so crazy about your pussy, and you're so crazy about mine, maybe we can do something about it."
"You're drunk," Mary Ann snickered.
"Not as much as I am horny," Sandy confessed. "Never thought I'd say this to another girl, but, damn, do I wanna eat your cunt."
"Is that all?" Mary Ann axiously asked.
"Wanna eat your cunt while you eat my cunt."
"Sixty-nine?"
"Just between us girls. What do you say, Mary Ann?"
Mary Ann stood up, having unfastened her skirt beforehand so it fell to the floor as she rose to her feet. Then she unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it down her slender shoulders until it also settled on the carpet. She still had on her bra and panties, her tits heaving in the former and her wet pussy soaking the latter.
"Now it's your turn to catch up with me," Mary Ann told Sandy.
Eager to follow suit, Sandy also dropped her skirt. Next, she pulled her sweater over her head and cast it aside. But, unlike her cousin, she wore no bra. Her large tits swung free, the nipples as red and plump as ripe strawberries.
"I'm one up on you now," Sandy teased, cupping her bare tits so their stiff tips pointed at Mary Ann.
Keeping up, Mary Ann promptly unhooked her bra and let it fall away. Although not as big as her cousin's tits, her tits were perfectly shaped. And if Sandy's nipples were strawberries, Mary Ann's were rosebuds.
"Mmmm, aren't we gorgeous?" Sandy cooed, breaking whatever tension still remained in this, the first lesbian encounter between the two best friends. "And now for the best part ... pussy ... sweet, sweet pussy."
They closed the distance between them. Then their mouths met. They were passionately kissing as they reached down and began peeling away one another's wet panties.
When the kiss broke, the cousins were stark naked, the hairy cunt of one rubbing against the nearly bald cunt of the other. Fate brought their clits into contact immediately, with equally immediate results..
"I came ... just came, without even trying," Mary Ann gasped with wonder.
"Ahhh, me too," Sandy breathlessly answered. "God, are we gonna be super for each other!"
While they embraced, their knees buckled at the same time, so they dragged each other down. Then Sandy kissed Mary Ann again, easing her smaller cousin down beneath her. When the second kiss ended, Sandy licked down from Mary Ann's face to those smallish but perfect tits, then sucked back and forth betweeen the nipples.
After a flash orgasm from this stimulation, Mary Ann groaned: "Now lower, Sandy, lower."
Sandy left her squeezing hands behind on her cousin's tits and dragged her wet tongue down Mary Ann's tummy. Then she'd reached crotch-level. But for the moment Sandy skipped over Mary Ann's cunt, nibbling instead at the girl's inner thighs just shy of the ultimate target.
"You haven't even licked my pussy yet," Mary Ann gasped, "and, damned if I'm not coming again."
Her pussy bubbled, liquid pearls drooling from her pussy hps into the crack of her ass. Now Sandy licked down there, her tongue squirming between the cheeks of her cousin's ass.
"Can't stop coming now!" Mary Ann said excitedly.
As her cousin's orgasmic pussy leaked, Sandy nudged her tongue up toward the source of the flow. Finally it arrived at Mary Ann's cunt, tracing the outline of the sticky cunt hps.
"More, more!" Mary Ann begged.
Sandy gave it to her with an unexpected twist. Taking the few hairs which did grow on her cousin's cunt between her teeth, she tugged at them so the straining roots pulled Mary Ann's pussy hps well out from the sides of her slobbering cunt gash.
"Ahhh, hurts so good," Mary Ann swooned. "My poor cunt feels like it's out of control. Like I just might have a wonderful accident. Yes, lose control and ..." Her crotch bucked. Her cunt abruptly erupted in Sandy's face with a steaming, golden flow. "... Pisssss!"
At last Sandy's mouth was flush with her cousin's cunt. She took Mary Ann's piss straight down her throat, loving every bittersweet drop of it. The flow didn't stop, though, when Mary Ann stopped pissing. Now she treated Sandy to a fresh supply of pussy juice, climaxing harder than ever.
Sandy began slowly shifting her naked body around on top of her cousin. She kept her mouth planted on Mary Ann's twat while she did it, twisting her tongue inside.
"Hurry, darling, hurry!" Mary Ann impatiently urged, reaching for Sandy's approaching ass. "Give me your cunt!"
Then Mary Ann had a grip on her cousin. From there she did the rest, maneuvering Sandy to the completion of the half-circle. It wound up with Sandy kneeling astride Mary Ann's head, her cunt's hairy jaws yawning and drooling.
"Mmm, I can smell it," Mary Ann sighed, her nostrils flaring from the damp scent of her cousin's pussy. "And, wow, does it smell good enough to eat! Sit on my face, Sandy, and feed me your cunt!"
Sandy eased down, her thighs clasping Mary Ann's head. Mary Ann's tongue shot into the awaiting cunt, fucking deep into the pussy gash like an oral cock. It started pumping and Sandy climaxed on the spot, her pussy spilling its honey down her thirsty cousin's gulping throat.
"Oh, it's so sweet. Sweeter than anything I've ever tasted," Mary Ann gurgled. "And I just know your piss will be just as good."
Then Mary Ann found Sandy's piss-hole with the tip of her tongue. She probed and tickled, making her cousin's cunt shudder.
Anxious to satisfy Mary Ann's craving for piss, Sandy strained from within. It didn't take long before no more effort was required. She , relaxed and let it go, shooting a torrent of hot piss into Mary Ann's waiting mouth.
Expanding the lesbian sixty-nine, Sandy moved her tongue from Mary Ann's pussy to her asshole. Wriggling her tongue within the tight but yielding space, she began giving an expert rim-job to her first girl.
"Yes, I love it in the ass!" Mary Ann cried. "And I know you do, too!"
Mary Ann's piss-slicked tongue immediately penetrated Sandy's shitpit. The two girls were sixty-nining with their faces wedged between one another's ass cheeks, rimming away until both were joyously coming and farting at the same time.
They kept at it until they could taste each other's shit. Then they finally broke apart, falling side by side on the floor to catch their breath and regain their senses after so much nonstop coming.
"Gee, Mary Ann, if I never suck and fuck again," Sandy dreamily said, "doing it with you was enough to keep me smiling for a helluva long time."
"Then you're only halfway there," Mary Ann slyly answered.
"What do you mean?"
"What you just said."
"Yeah, if I never suck and fuck again, doing it with you-"
"See? You're only halfway there, Sandy," Mary Ann explained. "So far we've only done the sucking part. But if you're willing to go all the way, you've got the right girl."
Catching on, Sandy experienced a fresh surge of lesbian arousal that almost made her come on the spot without being touched. Suddenly, her naked cousin was more desirable to her than ever.
She panted, "God, Mary Ann, would you really let me do something like that to you?"
"Say it, Sandy," Mary Ann insisted, reversing the roles they'd had through most of their friendship."
"Really let me ... fuck you?" Sandy gulped.
Mary Ann boldly responded by spreading her legs so they straddled her cousin's hips. Fingering her pussy hps, she made them gape with invitation as Sandy looked down with open-mouthed lust.
"B-but how?" stammered Sandy. "How should I fuck you? If only we had one of those things they advertise in the back of those magazines ... a dildo."
"We don't need one," Mary Ann maintained. "We can make do with what we've got. What started all this in the first place. What could fit any better than this?"
She reached for the nearly empty bottle of booze that had originally brought down their defenses. There were a couple of inches of liquor left inside. Mary Ann treated herself to some, then passed the bottle to her cousin.
Sandy took the last drink, then looked at the bottle. As a fresh buzz took effect on her, the rounded inches of bottle's tapered glass neck started seeming very much like an acceptable subsitute for a hard cock.
Begining to stroke it as she would a hard-on, Sandy murmured, "Yeah, maybe I really can fuck you with this. It's about as long, and just big enough around-"
"Then what're you waiting for, darling?"
Mary Ann beckoned. "Fuck me, fuck my cunt!"
"Why the hell not?" Sandy said drunkenly. "If you want it, I wanna fuck you.'
She lowered the bottle neck to Mary Ann's waiting cunt and slipped the cool glass between her cousin's pussy hps, then slowly twisted it within.
"Mmmm, if I close my eyes it feels like a real cock," Mary Ann moaned. "Your cock, Sandy. It's your cock fucking my cunt, just as well as any boy could do it. Now move your cock in my cunt, Sandy ... in and out ... back and forth."
Sandy's wrist began to rhythmically jerk, guiding the tempo of the bottle neck in her cousin's cunt.
"Ooooh, Sandy, fuck it, fuck your cock in my cunt," Mary Ann swooned. "Make me come for you, darling. Make me come for the best friend any girl was ever lucky enough to have."
Sandy responded with an expert touch. Angling the neck just right as it fucked her cousin's pussy, she used the widening slope of the rest of the bottle to make rubbing contact with Mary Ann's clit. It worked like a charm.
"Faster than I expected," Mary Ann gasped. "I'm coming already!"
She writhed and bucked beneath Sandy forcing the bottle neck to piston even more rapidly in her fucked pussy. This made her come all the more, but Mary Ann still wasn't satisfied.
"Suck my titties while you're fucking me," she urged Sandy. "Yes, suck me, fuck me ... ooooh, that's the way ... suck and fuck, fuck and suck. God, what coming!"
But Mary Ann's nonstop climaxing wasn't the only orgasmic story. So excited by her cousin's response was Sandy that her runaway emotions started having the same effect on her senses as the sucking and fucking did on Mary Ann. Without any direct stimulation, she was on the verge of coming, herself.
"Hang on, angel, you've got company," Sandy blurted out. "Believe it or not, I'm coming, too!"
She bucked and writhed along with Mary Ann. And in the midst of the orgasmic frenzy, Sandy couldn't resist actually trying to force the large end of the bottle into her own cunt. But it was too much. Suddenly the glass shattered.
Jumping back, Sandy stared at her bloodied hand. Then her eyes dipped between her cousin's spread legs, where the broken bottle neck jutted from Mary Ann's cunt.
And then the cousins made eye contact. They'd come so close to disaster, and yet ...
"It was fantastic!" Mary Ann gasped as Sandy nodded in total agreement.
And then Mary Ann removed the shattered cock-substitute from her fucked cunt and offered the unbroken end to her cousin, the glass glistening withpussy juice. Sandy took it and sucked it. In return she offered her bloody fingers to Mary Ann, who eagerly licked them clean.
CHAPTER SIX
In their drunken passion for one another, Sandy and Mary Ann had each temporarily forgotten what she'd originally intended to tell the other. But now that they'd sucked and fucked in such spectacular fashion, clearly there could be no holding back about anything. Indeed, both cousins were abruptly talking at once, as each tried to be first to tell her story.
It all came out in a bubbling rush from both sides, like a pair of streams combining into a river of words that floated by faster and faster until the banks of the conversation overflowed. But in the flood, each girl somehow got her message across to her cousin. And when that happened, the rush became a hush.
Then they looked at each other in silence, each now aware that her cousin had spied on her and been aware of her secret all along. What could they do? They laughed out loud, melting the tension on the spot.
"Then you're not mad that I stole Mike away from you?" Mary Ann finally asked.
"You didn't steal him," Sandy teased, "so much as I broke him in for you. After all, if he'd stayed cherry he'd never had the balls to fuck you. At least that's the way it worked out, and now I'm glad it did."
Sandy's last sentence, tacked on at the end, had a more serious sound to it than the rest. Mary Ann was naturally curious to hear more, coaxing her cousin to go on.
"Well," Sandy sheepishly confessed, "the fact is, I'm kinda jealous of you and Mike."
"But you just said you were glad ..."
"Not jealous that way, silly," Sandy reasur-red her cousin. "I mean because you did something on your first try at fucking that I still haven't done. Sure, Mike fucked me too, but it's not the same for me as it is between you and him. 'Cause you're the only one of us who can say she's fucked her own brother. And, well, I thought you could maybe give us some , advice."
Mary Ann raised her eyebrows, saying, "I think I'm getting the idea, but I'd better hear it upfront from you to be sure."
"Then here it is," Sandy said. "I've got a brother, just like you do, and damned if I'm gonna let you be the only girl in the family to fuck her brother. After watching you and Mike, I've just gotta try on Vince's cock for size."
"And you really think I can help you?" Mary Ann gulped.
"Who else? Your the only girl I know who's fucked her own brother," Sandy said with a grin. "Might as well learn how it's done from an expert."
Mary Ann thought it over, before sheepishly admitting, "Really, with me and Mike it was all because of you, Sandy. Not just you taking his cherry, but even more. See, I made him think you were coming over and caught him, like they say, with his pants down. He was so horny to fuck you that I just sorta took your place."
"Gee, wonder how that'd work with Vince," Sandy thought out loud. "Like, you know, if it was the other way around. This time you go first with my brother and set it up for me. It just might work."
"Me and Vince?" Mary Ann choked, her cousin nodding. "Oh, no ... I couldn't."
"Why not? You're not cherry anymore," Sandy pointedly reminded Mary Ann. "You can fuck anybody you want. So why not Vince? Do me the same kind of favor I did for you with Mike. You set my brother up for me the same as I set up yours for you."
Mary Ann insisted that it was just too far-out an idea to even consider.
Sandy cut her off, snapping: "I thought we were supposed to be best friends, willing to do anything for each other."
Mary Ann had no comeback for Sandy's logic. "Okay," she muttered. "Whatever you say."
Vince Howard was horny as hell. He'd been buttering up that new chick in his geometry class for days, willing to be patient to get a chance to fuck her. But when he offered her a ride and made his move, she dumped on him royally.
"You must be crazy to think I'd do anything like that with you, or any other boy," she hissed at him just moments before. "I'm a virgin and proud of it. Let me out of this car or I'll have you arrested."
She got out at the stoplight. As Vince watched her walk away, he still couldn't believe that an ass that swung like that belonged to a girl who was cherry.
"Shit," he muttered with disgust, "wonder if that bitch knows my cousin Mary Ann. Always thought she was the only virgin left in this school. Just my luck to try and score with what turns out to be the other one."
Vince looked down at the frustrating cock-bulge at his crotch, wondering what he'd do now with his damned hard-on. Go home and beat his meat, he was forced to conclude. The pressure on his cock and balls was just too much for him to stand long enough to try and pick up another chick.
Then, suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted by a honking horn and the guy behind him calling: "Hey, asshole, don't you know what a green light's all about?"
Vince looked up. It was just turning from green to yellow. No way he was going to hang around and listen to this crap. But then he realized he'd have to. Because, before he could floor the gas pedal and run the light, the door on the passenger's side swung open, and he was face to face with the other virign he knew.
"M-Mary Ann," he stammered at the sight of his cousin. "Whatta you want?"
"A ride'd be nice," she answered. "Not too much trouble, is it?"
"Naw, get on in," Vince mumbled. In a way he was glad she showed up. At least being in the same car as his sexless cousin would get rid of his boner. But it didn't work out that way ... "Oooooh, these seatcovers are so slippery," Mary Ann giggled as she got into the car, the slick upholstery whooshing her skirt all the way up to her slender thighs.
Vince looked over and saw the shadow of her crotch. All at once, she wasn't so sexless after all. And that boner of his stayed rock-hard.
Meanwhile, the light had turned green again. The guy in back was leaning on his horn. Vince finally took off, laying rubber to leave the son of a bitch in his dust. Then he glanced over at Mary Ann and noticed that the acceleration had thrown her back in the seat, playing more games with her skirt. And she wasn't doing a thing about pulling it down.
No, Vince thought, turning back toward the road, it couldn't be. His eyes must be playing tricks on him. It was just his imagination that Mary Ann wasn't wearing any panties.
But then she'd rolled down the window on her side. "Mmmmm, that breeze feels so good between my legs. Drive faster, Vince, so it really hits me."
Vince speeded up. Then, when he took another peek, the wind was blowing his cousin's skirt around her waist. Suddenly he was staring at her bare cunt, which was almost as hairless as a little girl's pussy. Vince's hopelessly aroused prick was practically ready to burst out of his fly.
Then, as he concentrated on Mary Ann's smooth cunt instead of where he was going, Vince almost had an accident. He swerved out of the way of an oncoming car just in time. But, when he got back into his own lane of traffic, he was still breathing more deeply from the sight of his cousin's exposed cunt than from the narrow escape.
"You gonna watch me or watch the road?" Mary Ann teased, her fingers flirting with her uncovered pussy.
. "D-do I have a choice?" Vince dared to ask.
Mary Ann paused, then coolly answered: "Take me home."
Vince was sure he'd made a damned fool of himself when she snapped her legs closed and tugged down her skirt. Now all he wanted to do was get rid of her and forget the whole thing. But when he pulled up in front of her house, Mary Ann blew his mind all over again.
"You're coming in, aren't you?" she purred.
Then she got out of the car, skipping across the yard and disappearing into the house. He turned off the engine, crossed the yard and approached the front door. Mary Ann had left it ajar. Vince entered, following the trail of her discarded clothing until it led him to her bedroom.
"Hi there," she said in a sultry voice.
Stark naked, Mary Ann was posed like a centerfold come to life on the bed. All tits, cunt and asshole, she pulled Vicne toward her as though she were reeling him in with an invisible wire.
When he reached the edge of the bed, his fly was so swollen that the tab of bis zipper stuck out. Mary Ann promptly pulled it down. Vince's top button snapped on its own so his tightly packed shorts spilled from his open jeans. Then Mary Ann hooked a finger under the straining elastic and pulled it aside, freeing his trapped cock and balls.
"You stud!" she gasped when she saw Vince's ten inches of hard cockmeat.
Vince nodded. "Y-you're the last one I ever expected to be interested in how big my cock is."
"Well, then, it looks like I'd just better go ahead and break the ice," Mary Ann chuckled.
She wrapped her slender fingers around the thick shaft of her cousin's rigid prick, guiding the pulsing cock-knob toward her mouth. There was a liquid pearl of pre-cum oozing from the tip. Mary Ann's tongue flicked out and lapped it away. Then her lips followed, folding around Vince's cockhead.
"Mmmmm, did anybody ever tell you how sweet your cockmeat is?"
"A couple of chicks," Vince gulped.
"Did they suck it all the way down?"
"H-happened once or twice."
"Like this, you mean?"
Mary Ann bore down. She didn't stop until she'd deep-throated her cousin's entire prick.
"Nobody ever did it that easy," Vince breathlessly rasped. "Jeez, Mary Ann, I always thought you were ... were ..."
Mary Ann released enough cock to answer.
"Cherry?" "Somethin' like that." "Well, how about a new image?" Mary Ann said, chuckling.
She swooped back down on her cousin's big prick until it was balls deep in her mouth. Then she began rhythmically squeezing Vince's balls, forcing his hips to roll in response.
"Shit, you really want it, don't you?" he muttered. "Not just to give me a blow-job, but to get fucked in the mouth."
Mary Ann answered with a throat spasm that made her throat feel like a cunt around her cousin's prick. Vince knew it was an offer he couldn't refuse, and he started fucking back as hard as she was sucking.
Quickly, he had her head in his hands, guiding her slurping suction. But if Vince thought he'd taken charge of the action, he was wrong. Now Mary Ann took hold of his asscheeks and began guiding him too, coaxing him down to her level.
Catching on, Vince allowed himself to be eased onto the bed. Then Mary Ann pulled him on top of her, falling back under his weight.
"What now?" Vince hopefully asked. "You want what I think you do?"
"Mmmm-hmmmm," Mary Ann gurgled while her mouth was being steadily fucked. So Vince began swiveling around above Mary
Ann, his cock twisting in her throat as the rest of him half-circled. Then he'd completed the shift, looking down betwen his cousin's spread thighs. Her pussy lips seemed to pucker for a kiss from him, but he was more ambitious than that.
"Shit," he hungrily panted, "this is one cunt I'd eat through barbed wire to get to."
Then his mouth was all over Mary Ann's cunt as she responded by thrusting back with her pussy.
"Sweet," Vince slurped. "Jesus, what a sweet, damned cunt."
He found her clit. Like a hard, little marble, her clit rolled against his tongue. Keeping on the pressure, Vince was determined to make his cousin come for him as quickly as possible. But it turned out to be even sooner than he expected.
"Ooooh, what coming!" Mary Ann moaned from the other end of the action. "Suck it, Vince, suck it. Suck my hot cum right out of my wet pussy. Let me come in your mouth."
Vince threw an airtight oral lock on his cousin's climaxing cunt. Her orgasmic honey spilled down his throat in a steady trickle. She was one of those girls, Vince realized, who couldn't quit coming once she'd started. She'd keep it up nonstop until he ended the sixty-nine by coming, himself. God, he thought, how that little bitch can suck a cock. Like she was trying to turn his aching balls inside out. Well, if that was what she was after, she'd sure as hell better be thirsty.
Now, after a jolting shudder, the dam between Vince's legs burst. A flood of jizz poured from his cock into his cousin's fucked mouth. Vince couldn't believe he was coming so hard; but even more unbelievable was that Mary Ann swallowed his creamy cum-load as fast as it gushed.
When Vince's cock had finally slowed to a dribble, Mary Ann kept right on sucking. She milked the dregs from his balls, going after every last drop of his jizz.
"Is that all?" she playfully taunted.
"Jesus, What do you want?" Vince defensively blustered.
"More!" Mary Ann declared.
She reared up from beneath Vince, catching him by surprise with her strenghth. The next thing he knew, she'd reversed their positions, looming above him now.
"Yes, more, more, more!" she lustily demanded, looking down at him. "More cock! More cum! Only this time in my cunt!"
Vince had always managed to get his share of pussy. There were plenty of easy pieces of ass around and he'd taken full advantage of the slut population. But never had any girl come on to him as strong as his cousin-the same girl who had always worn her cherry like a badge.
"I'm gonna fuck you now," she matter-of-factly stated. "Stick your cock up my cunt and fuck another load of cum out of your balls. And you know what? It better damned well be even more than you just came in my mouth."
"Christ, you make me feel like I'm being raped," Vince blurted out, "Now get it up for me again, tiger, nice 'n' hard and straight up in the air."
She lifted her cunt from the saddle of Vince's loins, giving his prick room to perform. His cock had temporarily wilted after the gushing release to end the sixty-nine, but abruptly the steel was back. As his hips automatically flexed, Vince's revived boner sprang to attention, defying gravity at a right angle from his crotch.
Mary Ann didn't even bother to look down to make sure he'd obeyed. It was as though he were her sex-slave and her word was law. And, of course, when she dipped to snag Vince's cockhead with her pussylips, his hard-on was right there waiting for her as she'd commanded.
"Good boy," she chuckled, sliding her cunt down the slippery pole of Vince's cockmeat. "You know what every girl's mother tells her about what to do if this ever happens to her, don't you? Relax and enjoy it. Well, the same goes for boys when they don't have any choice about getting fucked."
Mary Ann's pussy now pumped, fucking on Vince's hard-on. Without any cunt hair in the way, he could see the details of the action as though his eyes were magnifying glasses. The Hps of her cunt rhythrnicaTly alternated between being sucked inside her pussy gash and oozing out in fleshy splendor while she fucked on his cock.
"How're your balls doing?" Mary Ann asked. "Bleeding plenty of fresh cum for my thirsty pussy?"
"I'm, uh, getting there," Vince grunted.
"Well, maybe if I come first it'll help get you there faster," Mary Ann chuckled.
She reached down and frigged her clit. It was so swollen by now that Vince could see her clit as Mary Ann virtually jacked off the magic button between her thumb and finger.
"Mmmm ... ahhhhh!" she orgasmically moaned. "That feels so fucking goooood!"
She climaxed so wetly that her pussy juice dripped down onto Vince's balls. Then, with her free hand, Mary Ann was rolling her cousin's balls in her slippery grip.
"Okay, now it's your turn to come," she told Vince. "Come, slave, come! My cunt commands your cock to come, slave."
She'd just hilted Vince's boner inside her cunt, squeezing her pussy muscles. Then her ass rolled, whipsawing her cousin's cock in her cunt.
"You got it ... got it," Vince groaned.
The fucking cousins swooned together as Vince's cock erupted with a torrent of jizz in Mary Ann's cunt.
From there they rolled over, Mary Ann willingly letting Vince take charge for the perfect ending to the perfect fuck. On top now, he fucked his come-gushing prick practically straight down into her pussy as she jackknifed her naked body with her legs thrown back over her head.
By the time Vince was finished shooting his cum-load, Mary Ann's overflowing pussy leaked into the crack of her ass. Then she reached down and smeared jizz all over her ass cheeks until they gleamed.
He pulled his cock out and looked at the way she glistened below the waist with his creamy cum.
"Beautiful," Vince whispered.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Vince Howard had fucked around plenty, but for the first time he knew what it was like to really be in love. In love, as it turned out, with his own first cousin. But there was no way he could date Mary Ann out in the open. So he'd have to fuck her on the sly. It made him feel like they were characters in one of those TV soap operas.
But Vince wasn't complaining. The main thing was that he'd finally found a piece of ass that made a difference in his life. He didn't want anybody else anymore. From now on, as far as he was concerned, his cock was owned by Mary Ann's nearly hairless pussy.
He wished he had more money, so he could give her presents and flowers. Fortunately, though, he could scrape up enough to rent a motel room for Friday night. He passed a note to Mary Ann during the afternoon class they had together, telling her to meet him there around eight. She answered with a single pussy hair folded in a piece of notebook paper, and Vince practically creamed in his jeans on the spot.
That evening at home, before he left for the motel, Vince was in the bathroom the whole time getting himself ready for his big night. He scowled when his sister just barged in without knocking while he was shaving, making him nick himself with the razor.
"Damn you!" he snapped. "Look at what you made me do."
"So what?" Sandy scoffed. "The kinda girls you go out with don't give a shit about your face that's where you're going, isn't it? Out with some little tramp?"
Vince glared at her, blood dripping from his chin. "Tramps are all you know about, Sis, 'cause you've had much practice being one. Every girl isn't like you."
"Oooh, can you believe it?" Sandy mocked. "The boy must be in love. Is she a virgin, Vince?"
"Get fucked, Sis!" Vince hissed.
"Oh, I will. Always do every chance I get," Sandy said. "Too bad you can't say the same now that you've got a case for some dumb little virgin. So, yeah, brother dear, I'll get fucked-if you're lucky, maybe you can get to hold hands."
Vince threw the bloody razor at his taunting sister, but she ducked out of the bathroom and scampered down the hall. Then, going back to the sink, Vince washed his face with cold Water to cool himself down.
"What am I getting so pissed about?" he finally asked himself. "Sis just thinks I'm hung up on a virgin. Mary Ann's as hot as a chick gets-but just for me. She might've lost her cherry to some other guy, but all she needs from now on is my big cock. And, shit, am I gonna prove it to her tonight!"
This made Vince feel a whole lot better, as his stiffening prick tented his pants. Forgetting all about his jeering sister, he mentally focused on his cousin's sucking mouth and nearly hairless pussy. By the time he left the house for the motel, he had some ideas about her pretty, pink asshole as well, imagining how snugly his big prick would fit there.
Sandy laughed all the way there, thinking about how royally she'd bugged her brother about his so-called cherry girlfriend. If she knew boys as well as she was sure she did, being teased that way would just make Vince hornier than ever to prove what a stud he was.
"Yep, there he is," Sandy noted when she arrived at the motel, spotting Vince's car parked in front of a corner room. "Must be waiting inside for Mary Ann with a hard-on the size of a baseball bat.
Mary Ann had, of course, passed along the information about tonight's supposed fuck session with Vince as the last part of setting him up for his sister. Now the rest was up to Sandy, as her pussy spasmed with anticipation.
Reaching the room in which her brother waited for their cousin, she tried the door. It was unlocked as Vince had told Mary Ann it would be. Sandy nudged it open just far enough so she could see her brother without him seeing her.
"Mary Ann ... that you?" Vince eagerly called when he heard the hinges creak.
He was bare-assed on the bed with a throbbing boner. Sandy responded to his expectation that she was their cousin by reacing inside with just her arm and passing her hand along the wall to find the light switch. Locating it, she flicked it down and plunged to room into total darkness before her entrance.
"Oh, yeah, that's sexy," Vince sighed with approval, sure he was talking to Mary Ann. "Leave the lights off, babe, and don't say anything. Just do a number on me in the dark like you're a wet dream come to life."
It was so perfect, Sandy thought, closing the door behind her. Then, with no light to reveal her true identity, she stripped, her confidence growing even more now that she was tark naked.
She approached the bed, guided by her brother's rasping breath. When she got there, he eagerly reached for her, groping at her bare body in the pitch darkness like a horny blind man.
"Mmm, wanna cop a feel on that hairless pussy before I do anything else," Vince panted. "Been thinking about your smooth little cunt all day, Mary Ann."
Little did her brother know that the same razor he'd cut himself with earlier tonight had been used before that to shave her pussy. Shave it so her pussy was now as bald as Mary Ann's.
"Oh, yeah," Vince sighed, finding the slick pussy he'd anticipated. "Damn, still can't get over it. Just like a little girl's cunt."
He rubbed the hairless treasure, moistening the palm of his hand with leaking pussy juice. Then, probing the cunt gash, he did some finger-fucking, trying to get Mary Ann off with a quick climax. Sandy filled in for her cousin without a hitch, coming within a matter of seconds.
"Ooooh, my pussy doesn't feel like a little girl's pussy now," she orgasmically moaned, speaking for the first time since entering the room. But there was no risk involved when her voice was this masked by the universal swoon of female pleasure.
"Wanna go right on coming?" Vince eagerly asked, fooled completely.
"God, yes! Do it to me some more!" "Then sit on my face. Give me a mouthful of that bald pussy and I'll keep you coming as long as you can stand it."
"Mmm-hmmmm," Sandy readily agreed.
Vince drew her down. Her thighs straddled his head as his tongue licked between them. Then the lips of her shorn pussy pressed against the lips of his mouth, while Vince's tongue fucked into her cunt hole.
While Vince continued to feast on her shaved cunt, Sandy leaned forward on top of him to zero in on his big cock.
Finding bis prick in the darkness with her searching tongue, she licked down the cockshaft to Vince's balls. He had a real pair of balls on him, the size of eggs. Sandy could only get one of his balls in her mouth at a time, so she gave them each a turn at being bathed with her warm spit.
"All right!" Vince said. "You're hungry tonight, huh, Mary Ann?" "Absolutely," Sandy said. Then, having thoroughly sucked her brother's balls, she guided her lapping tongue back up the long, thick shaft of his pulsating hard-on. She took her time getting to the cockhead, but once she was there her next move was breathtakingly abrupt. She deep-throated Vince's massive prick with a single swoop, making him gasp with surprise and delight.
It was never just a blow-job. Sandy made her jbrother fuck her in the mouth from the beginning, squeezing his balls along with her expert cock-sucking to make his crotch rhythmically buck against her face.
And then there was the other half of the sixty-nine. Down there, Vince was increasingly busy with another form of oral fucking. If Sandy's mouth was like a cunt around his cock, then his tongue was a second prick in her real pussy.
It wouldn't take long. Vince's prick strained and flexed with its every thrust, rapidly near-ing the bursting point. But a little extra nudge wouldn't hurt, and Sandy was an expert at that sort of thing.
Most girls thought the cock and balls were all that mattered when they were trying to make a boy come. Sandy knew from experience, though, that there was another spot which was not to be ignored. And now, she went after it with a probing finger.
Down between his ass cheeks, into the ass crack. His asshole throbbed there in readiness, just waiting to be taken advantage of. So Sandy made the plunge to her last knuckle, starting to finger-fuck her brother Vince's gritty asshole.
Tm coming like hell!" Vince grunted, his cock spitting cum down Sandy's throat.
She swallowed the jizz at the same rapid rate it spurted from her brother's prick. Then, as the flow gradually decreased, she released Vince's cock bit by bit. By the time his climax had slowed to a dribble, only his cockhead was in Sandy's mouth, which she sucked to claim every last drop of jizz.
"Only got my joint copped that good once before," Vince sighed, the sixty-nine breaking up in the continuing darkness. "And that was the last time you went down on me. You're the best little cock-sucker around, Mary Ann. If you didn't have a cunt, I'd be satisfied just fucking your mouth."
And, imitating her cousin's voice, Sandy answered, "My cunt and mouth aren't all I have to fuck, you know."
Then Sandy filled the darkness with the funky aroma and whooshing sound of a sexy fart, just to underscore that special part of her body she was talking about. Her ass was close enough to Vince's face so her escaping wind made him snort and caused his tongue to hungrily slurp at his lips.
"You like it in the ass, then?" he anxiously asked.
"I love it in the ass!"
"Damn, I'm on a roll tonight!" Vince declared. "Never had a chick just come right out and ask me to ass-fuck her before. Usually a guy has to come on with a real snow-job to get a girl to even think about taking his cock where she shits. Then, even when you get that far with her, the bitch'll probably lose her fuckin' nerve instead of spreading her cheeks."
"Poor boy," Sandy cooed like Mary Ann in sympathy. "But suppose she waits a little too long to say no? Teases your cock enough so you're too horny to take no for an answer?"
Vince chuckled with a macho growl at the end of it. "If a guy has the balls, he has ways of getting what he wants. Get my drift?"
"Rough stuff?"
"You'd be surprised how fast it brings most chicks around," Vince bragged. "Down deep, most of 'em dig it."
"How do you know I'm not that kind of girl? A little prick-teaser you've got to force to come across?"
"You just practically invited me to fuck your ass."
"What if I take it back?"
"Really wanna find out?" Vince dared.
"Try me."
"Then tell me no," Vince snapped, sounding almost enthusiastic now about the prospect of using force to fuck ass.
"You got it. That's what I'm telling you. A big, fat no."
"Usually they get a little hysterical," Vince suggested. "Act scared."
"Show me why."
Vince abruptly lashed out. Even in the darkness, his aim was true. He slapped Sandy right across the face.
She lashed back too, with a taunting: "Is that all the harder you can hit me, schmuck?"
"I like your spunk, bitch," Vince said. "Too bad I'm gonna have to knock it out of you."
He swung with his other hand, smacking Sandy's head back the other way. But that didn't stop her from laughing in his face, from wondering out loud how a guy who thought he was such a stud could be such a candy-assed wimp who slapped like an old lady.
"Got a real mouth on you, don't you?" he snarled. "Well, let's hear it made some real interesting noises."
Once again, the darkness didn't stop Vince from find his target. This time it was Sandy's neck. He choked her, forcing a jangling gurgle from her mauled throat. "I-I can't breathe," she was forced to admit. "And you might not ever do it again unless you follow my orders, bitch," .Vince hissed. "How about it?" "Any ... anything," Sandy gasped. He released her neck. There'd be bruises there for days. Sandy was finding out that there was more to her brother than just a lot of hot air. And it made her respect him in a way she never had before.
"On your hands and knees," Vince demanded. "All fours like a bitch in heat."
"That's what you make me feel like," Sandy whimpered. "An animal."
"Beautiful!" Vince gloated. "Now, c'mon, bitch, make me proud of you."
Sandy assumed the required position, her ass becoming the highest part of her naked body in the darkness. Vince reached for it and took one of the plump ass cheeks in each of his big hands.
"Okay, let's spread 'em," he rasped.
Jerking the halves of Sandy's ass apart, he pried her ass crack wide open. Then he leaned down toward the yawning split, leading with his tongue, and licked her puslating asshole. Because Sandy had taken care to shave there too, Vince had no reason to believe he wasn't tasting Mary Ann's hairless backdoor charms.
"Mmmm," he slurped, "I dig an ass with a bald crack as much as I dig a bald pussy. Tastes so fucking young. Makes me feel like a dirty old man before my time."
Then he tasted Sandy's asshole with the tip of his tongue again. Her asshole spasmed in response all the way up to her bowels. When she farted again, Vince sealed the windy opening with his mouth and sucked the fumes down his throat.
"Oh, you're ready," he announced when he came up for air. "Bitch's always ready for your cock up her ass when she starts farting like that.
Opening herself up for the big one, stretching those muscles for the main event." "You're the expert," Sandy said. "And you're the lucky bitch who's gonna let me prove it all over again," Vince crowed.
He moved upward and his pricktip mashed against Sandy's puckered asshole. When he shoved, the fit was tight. "You brutal bastard," Sandy egged him on. "Thanks for the compliment, bitch." Vince shoved again. About three inches of his cock's thick shaft followed the cockhead in to Sandy's asshole.
"Tighter than a cherry cunt," he noted with satisfaction. "And maybe if I fuck your ass hard and deep enough, it'll bleed just like one."
Flexing his crotch, Vince applied more pressre with his strianing prick. But this time Sandy decided to give him a surprise. For she knew from the experience of plenty of ass-fucks how to control the muscles of her ass with absolute precision. And now she promptly let them go completely slack.
"Jesus, what'd you just do?" Vince whooshed with astonishment at the way his prick had just fallen into the abruptly widening tunnel, all the way to his balls.
"Just took over, that's all," Sandjr fired back, no longer even bothering to disguise her voice. "Hang on, Vince, from here on in, you're just along for the ride."
"Damn, what's got into you?" Vince rasped. "All of a sudden you don't even sound like Mary Ann anymore."
"I'm as full of surprises as my ass is full of your big cock," Sandy declared, her voice no longer like Mary Ann's but still too shrill to be immediately recognizable.
She began rocking on her knees, forcing ner brother's prick to move back and forth in her fucked ass. When her ass socked into his gut, Vince slumped across her back, frantically searching for something to grab onto. He found her tits, squeezing so hard that the spongy tit flesh bulged between his fingers.
"God," he gasped, "these titties even feel bigger than they did the other day. Almost like you're a whole different girl."
Sandy couldn't resist. "Suppose I really was? Not Mary Ann at all?"
Vince didn't know how to answer. Not that he could have anyway. For he was suddenly speechless from the loss of breath. That had just been taken care of by the pressure from the wildly rising tide between his legs.
"Cat got your tongue?" Sandy needled. "Or is it something a lot more interesting?" "Gonna come!" he cried. Sandy lurched back, hiking his prick. She was just in time to take his creamy torrent of jizz at the depths of her ass.
"Oh, yeah," she sighed with pure pleaure, coming herself. "Poor Mary Ann doesn't know what she's missing."
Vince was too busy shooting his cum-load for this to immediately register with him. But it stuck on the fringes of his mind, just waiting for his eventual reaction.
In the meantime, he strained with release, corning more than he'd believed possible. And when his cock had finally stopped gushing, it was still tugged by the ass he'd fucked, so the dregs of his jizz were milked from his aching balls.
God, she's something, he thought in a daze. What will she come up with next?
"Pull your cock out now. I wanna suck your prick after it's been up my dirty asshole."
The voice startled him. Suddenly, as so often happens during an instant of crisis, Vince had total recall. Now, echoing in his mind was something he'd heard a moment before ... "Poor Mary Ann doesn't know what she's missing."
"Jesus!" Vince blurted, the shocking truth hitting him right between the eyes.
Then he was flat on his back. It took him a second to realize that his own sister was physically on top of him, her slurping mouth closing around his ass-fucked prick.
"Why?" he gasped, reaching for the lamp beside the bed.
He turned on the light. It streamed across the bed, beaming directly into his crotch where she sucked his prick.
Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he yanked her head up now for a face-to-face confrontation.
"Why?" he asked her directly, practically screaming. "Why, Sis, why?"
And with a mouthful of his cock, Sandy slurped and mumbled: "Well, why the hell not?"
Vince was devastated. He passed out on the spot. But here was no escape. When he awakened again, his sucked cock was creaming in his sister's mouth.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Vince was so cute," Sandy laughed to Mary Ann when they were talking about it the day after the motel fuck session. "Poor kid didn't know what hit him. But, you know me, I just kept hanging in there until I had him eating out of my hand. Finally convinced him that he doesn't have to choose between me and you, we'll both put out for him."
"Does he know that Mike's in the same boat?" Mary Ann asked.
"Not yet. You haven't told Mike about it either, have you?"
Mary Ann shook her head.
"Good. Then let's keep them in the dark a little longer," Sandy suggested. "Vince and Mike can find out they're members of the same club along with the other two."
"Who?" Mary Ann asked.
"Way I look at it," Sandy said, "we've gone too far with family fucking to turn back now. Might as well take it to the limit. Get everybody we can involved, so there'll be enough guilt to go around when they finally find out we fucked 'em all. Nobody can blow the whistle if we're all in it together."
"You lost me," Mary Ann muttered. "What're you exactly getting at?"
"What else? A family orgy!" Sandy declared. "Think of it, Mary Ann, every cock in the family hard for us, there for us to suck and fuck all at once! Mmmm, it almost makes me come just thinking about it." Mary Ann gulped, "But then that means-" "Exactly! 'Bout time you saw the light. Now that we've fucked our brothers, it's time for the older generation. It's time to ..."
Sandy suddenly stoped short. She looked deeply into her cousin's glazed eyes.
"You say it, Mary Ann," Sandy now urged. "Let me know we're still a team. That you're with me all the way."
Mary Ann squirmed. Her wrinkled brow was abruptly beaded with sweat.
"Tell me," Sandy softly coaxed. "What do we have to do, Mary Ann?"
"Fuck them," Mary Ann finally whispered. "Fuck our fathers."
Their dads were brothers, closer than ever after all these years. Every Saturday night Tom and Don Howard went bowling together-or at least their wives assumed that was all they were up to. In reality, though, the Howard brothers were more interested in scoring pussy than spares and strikes.
Last week they'd really lucked out. A coupl of identical twin sisters had taken them on, switching back and forth so Tom and Don couldn't be sure who they were sucking and fucking as the action got hotter and heavier. And the twins had promised to show up again this Saturday, so tonight promised to be just as kinky as before.
Thinking about it, Don Howard had been nursing a hard-on all day. Made him feel like a horny kid again. Now, looking at the clock, he saw that it was finally time to leave the house and get some pussy.
"Well, I'm going," he announced to no one in particular, trying to sound casual. "Might be back late. Don't, uh, wait up for me."
"Have a good time, dear," his wife droned from the kitchen.
Don eagerly started for the door and freedom from the boring routine of family life. But then he was stopped in his tracks by the sudden appearance of his teenaged daughter, Mary Ann. She looked like there was something on her mind.
As she opened her mouth to speak, Don was thinking how to put her off until tomorrow. But, to his relief, it turned out that all Mary arm wanted was a ride.
"Sure, princess,"Don readily agreed, happy to get off so easily. "Let's go."
When they were in the car, they drove in silence for a few blocks. But Mary Ann fidgeted the whole time, making Don wonder if he was out of the woods with her yet.
"Where do you want me to drop you off, honey?" he asked, anxious to be rid of her unsettling presence.
"Nowhere, really, Daddy. Actually I sorta tricked you. Just said I needed a ride so I could be alone with you. There's something really important on my mind. Mom wouldn't understand."
"Need some money for something?" Don awkwardly asked, hoping it was as simple as buying his daughter off.
"No, Daddy. It's more personal than that," Mary Ann softly replied. "No point in playing games. Actually, it's, well ... sex, Daddy, sex."
At the same time his daughter dropped the bombshell, a stoplight surprised Don. His feet got all tangled up, then one of them slammed down on the brake so the car pitched to a lurching stop halfway through the intersection, blocking it.
"S-sex?" he stammered. "My God, you're not ...not ..."
"No, Daddy, I'm not pregnant," Mary Ann patiently answered, as horns honked in the background. "But I'm not a virgin anymore, either. And Daddy ...."
"Yes?" Don gulped, almost drowned out by the honking around them.
"Ever since I lost my cherry," Mary continued, "I can't get enough sex. I'm really scared about my reputation. I'll never get a scholarship to college if everybody thinks I'm no better than a whore."
Although more stunned than ever, Don somehow managed to nudge the car out of the intersection. But he couldn't drive anymore after that, pulling over to the curb for the rest of this incredible conversation.
"Y-you've just got to learn how to say no, darling," he advised his daughter in a croaking voice.
"But, Daddy, my pussy gets so hot that it won't take no for an answer. Like tonight, I'm so horny I can't stand it."
She scooted toward her father while saying this. In the process, her skirt rumpled around her hips to partially expose her crotch. Don briefly assumed it was an accident, then Mary Ann assured him it wasn't.
"See, Daddy?" she urgently panted.
She pulled her skirt up even higher, spreading her thighs. Don Howard knew it was the last place he should be looking, but he couldn't take his eyes off the sweet spot between his daughter's legs.
"My panties are soaking wet, Daddy," Mary Ann said. "Feel them for yourself."
She took Don's paralyzed hand and placed it on her crotch, keeping it there by squeezing her thighs. Now her father couldn't help but finger her pussy as it oozed and throbbed through the clinging fabric of her damp panties.
"Baby," Don gasped, "we just can't be doing this. There are rules ... laws ... about this kinda thing. I'm your dad. Just not allowed to touch down there."
"Say it, Daddy-say the real word. Touch what?"
Don winced as if he were in the worst pain of his life, but managed to mumble: "Touch your pussy, baby. Daddy's just not upposed to touch his little girl's pretty little pussy. Understand? You've got to let me go."
But when he tugged, Mary Ann clamped her thighs around her father's hand even tighter.
"Feels too good to have to stop now, Daddy," she insisted. "It's like I know it's safe with you, 'cause you'd never tell anybody, no matter what we did together."
Then she reached over to her father's swollen fly, gently rubbing the telltale cock-bulge there.
"You have a hard-on for me, huh, Daddy?" Mary Ann purred. "Well, don't worry. I won't tell anybody how hard your cock is for me, if you keep it a secret how wet my pussy is for you."
Then she unzipped Don's pants and slipped her hand inside his cock-packed shorts. Wrapping her slender fingers around his rigid prick, she began jacking him off in his pants.
"Mmmm," she sighed, "feels like a big one, Daddy. Never knew you were hung with so much cock."
"Y-yoiu gotta stop, baby," Don choked. "If you don't stop, I'll ... I'll ..." "Yes, Daddy, come. Come, Daddy, come." Mary Ann jerked his cock faster and faster, feeling it heat up and flex in her sliding grip. All the while her face was nearing her father's squirming crotch, until her mother was poised just beyond where her jerking hand filled his open fly.
"God help me," Don Howard groaned in agony.
And then his agony changed to helpless pleasure, his cock erupting from his daughter's expert hand-job. Only now did Mary Ann release her grasp on his cockmeat. But she quickly replaced it with her mouth, sucking Don's creaming prick through the soggy cotton of his cum-soaked shorts.
As he looked down at her, part of Don wished he could pinch himself so it would all turn out to be a dream. But, even if this were possible, he sensed that another, stronger part would keep him from making the move to end it. For, he knew down deep, sex with his own daughtger was every father's secret fantasy.
Then the outside world seemed to come to Don's rescue. When he glanced up, some passers-by on the street had stopped to check out the action in the car. It was damned embarrassing, but at least it ought to bring Mary Ann to her senses so she wouldn't tempt him anymore.
"Look," he gulped to her. "Behind you."
Mary Ann bobbed up and turned around. There was fresh cum dripping from her chin as she faced the audience through the window. Then, in her reflection, Don could see her winking at them. A couple of them actually clapped their hands with approval.
Turning back around, Mary Ann giggled. "Oh, Daddy, I think we're a hit."
Looking beyond her toward the street, Don gagged. "That cop won't think so."
Spurred by panic, Don jerked on the ignition, jammed the car into gear and squealed away from the curb, narrowly avoiding an accident. From there the river of traffic carried them a numer of blocks to the next stoplight.
"Gotta get you home before anything else happens," Don desperately rasped.
"Then how're you gonna explain this to Mom?" Mary Ann sassily replied, her elbow on the button so the power window whirred down behind her.
It turned out she'd unbuttoned her blouse without her father having noticed. Now, before he could stop her, she stripped it all the way off and threw it out of the car. Without a bra, she was abruptly nude from the waist up, the glare from the traffic dancing on her bare tits.
The light turned green. Horns started blaring, Having to get moving, Don reluctantly drove on. Mary Ann took advantage of it by quickly unfastening her skirt and dropping it out the window, too. She was naked except for her skimpy panties now.
"What do you want from me?" Don asked with a strangled cry.
"A lot more of your big, hard cock," Mary Ann answered. "Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me tonight with your big, hard cock."
Don didn't know what he was going to say until he heard it himself and realized how totally he was hooked. "Wh-where?"
"There's a place a couple of miles from here where the kids go to make out," Mary Ann answered. "Just keep going straight and I'll tell you when to turn."
Don was in a daze for the rest of the way. it was as if the car were on automatic pilot, just going wherever Mary Ann told it to. And then the ride was over, the car parked on a dead-end road on a hill that overlooked the lights of the city.
"Well, Daddy, this is it," Mary Ann cooed, "take my panties off now. I left them on for last, special for you so you can peel them right off my pussy."
Don clumsily reached toward her crotch as she lay back for him. He felt like he was all thumbs, like some cherry kid who'd never seen a pussy up close before.
"Hurry, Daddy, hurry," Mary Ann urged as Don hesitated. "I'm just dying to show you my pussy."
Don closed his eyes and tugged her panties down her thighs. Before he looked, he could smell her cunt, the sweet fragrance making his nostrils flare and his pulse thump in his throbbing cock and balls.
"Look, Daddy, look!" Mary Ann cried. "Look at my cunt and tell me how much you love it!"
Don's eyes blinked into focus, filling with pussy. He couldn't believe it.
"You're still like a little girl!" he gasped with wonder. "Your cunt's almost the same as it was the last time I saw it, before your mother made you stop running around the house without anything on."
"Did your cock get hard for me back then, Daddy?" Mary Ann asked.
Don sheepishly nodded.
"But I'll bet it's even harder now, huh?"
Don nodded again, only this time he wasn't so self-conscous.
"Show your cock to me, Daddy," Mary Ann said. "Show me that big, hard cock that's gonna fuck my hairless, little girl's pussy."
Don opened his pants, then pushed them down with his thumbs under his shorts. His hard-on abruptly twanged into the open, jutting up like a teenager's boner.
"Oh, Daddy, you're really hung!" Mary Ann gushed. "Before you fuck me, I've just got to suck that monster. See if I'm a good enough cock-sucker to swallow the whole thing."
"It's a deal, honey," Don answered. "But can I eat your pretty little pussy at the same time you're sucking my cock?"
"Don't be silly, Daddy," Mary Ann bubbled. "I'd never forgive you if you didn't."
"We'd better get out of the car then, so we'll have enough room."
"Meet you on the grass for a sixty-nine, Daddy."
Mary Ann opened the door with her elbow, then slithered temporarily from sight. Don shot across the front seat to catch up with her. She was waiting for him on the ground, posed so the moon shone directly between her spread legs to showcase her beautifully hairless cunt.
Shucking off his shoes and leaving them behind with his pants and shorts, a bare-assed Don Howard approached his daughter. Then, standing over her, he got rid of his shirt, too. He was as naked as Mary Ann now.
"Mmmm," she girlishly swooned, "look at all those muscles! God, Daddy, you're a hunk and a half. Turn around and let me see your butt ... Yeah, like that. Anybody ever tell you that there are diimples on your buns, Daddy?"
As his daughter admired his ass, Don stood astride her naked body. Then her hands were up on his ass cheeks, rubbing them and coaxing him down to her level.
Don's trembling knees bent. As he dipped toward his daughter's face, he could feel his ass cheeks spread. She'd be close enough to see his hairy asshole, he knew. Would it turn her off?
"Oh, Daddy," Mary Ann chirped from below, "your hairy little asshole's so darling. All puckered up like it's just waiting to be kissed."
Don axiously eased the rest of the way down. Mary Ann hadn't been joking. Her soft Hps came to slurping contact with his asshole.
"Nobody's ever done that to me before," Don admitted.
"I'm full of surprises, Daddy," Mary Ann called up. "How 'bout this?"
Her mouth moved from his asshole to his dangling balls: Mary Ann managed to suck both of his balls at the same time.
"Damn, baby girl," Don gasped. "Hope you don't mind me saying this, but you make me feel like a kid who got locked up in a whorehouse."
Mary Ann couldn't resist a compliment like that, letting her father's balls spill from her mouth so she could tell him: "Daddy, I'd better warn you right now. Flattery's gonna get you everyplace with horny little me. Just think of it. I'm Daddy's little whore."
"Yeah," Don agreed, looking straight down at Mary Ann's bald cunt. He'd waited long enough. Now he took the plunge between her spread legs.
"Fantastic!" Mary Ann celebrated when she felt her father's drooling mouth on her cunt. "Now use your tongue, Daddy. Find my clit and make your little whore come for you."
Don licked in just the right direction, directly to Mary Ann's clit. She climaxed on the spot. And as she did, she sucked her father's massive cock. While she came in his face, she expertly deep-throated his prick at the other end of the sixty-nine, which meant swallowing almost twelve inches of the thickest prick Mary Ann had ever seen.
Once Mary Ann had a mouth full of her father's prick, she didn't surrender a throbbing inch of the beautiful monster. Her suction was nonstop, designed to dredge the cum out of his balls as quickly as possible.
"Suck it, you little whore-suck Daddy's prick so it shoots for you!" Don excitedly cried. "Then swallow every drop. Every bit of Daddys' hot cum!"
Mary Ann tugged at his buried cockhead with her spasming throat and the creamy eruption occurred. Then she was feasting on her father's cum. After gulping for as long as Don's prick spurted, she then nursed on the dribbling cockhead until she'd milked the very last of his jizz.
"Oh, baby, I haven't come like that in years," Don sighed when he pulled out. "But that's not the half of it. My cock's still as hard as it was before I came in your mouth. Maybe even harder."
"Super, Daddy!" Mary Ann said. "Now I won't have to wait for you-know-what."
"Then you haven't changed your mind, princess? Still want me to-"
"Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me!" Mary Ann demanded. "Fuck your little whore's hairless little pussy with your great big cock right away!"
They had untangled from the completed sixty-nine. From there Mary Ann bobbed up on her hands and knees, spreading her bald cunt from the rear as a target for her father's jutting boner.
"Yes, Daddy, jam it up my pussy from behind like I'm a bitch in heat!" Mary Ann wildly cried.
"Dog-fuck me!"
Don was there. He pulled apart her ass cheeks, making her cunt yawn. Then into that waiting pink tunnel he fucked, burying his massive hard-on on its first thrust.
"Now feel how tight I can make my cunt for you, Daddy," Mary Ann called back. "Tightest cunt you've ever fucked."
She clamped Don's hilted prick with her young pussy muscles, then made them ripple. His balls were already starting to bloat with a fresh supply of jizz.
"Oh, baby," Don groaned with happiness, "your little pussy's so tight. I gotta be the luckiest guy in the world to be your daddy, little girl."
"Then I'm the luckiest daughter," Mary Ann bubbled. "Looks like I was just born for you to fuck me some day, Daddy."
"Wqn't get any argument out of me about that," Don said. "Only problem is that I can't fuck you as long and hard as you deserve. Already getting that feeling again, if you know what I mean."
"Don't be silly, Daddy," Mary Ann told her father. "I can't wait for a pussyful of your cum.
Sooner the better,"
"Okay, then?" Don gasped. "I'm gonna blow!"
Once more his cock erupted, this time at the depths of his daughter's cunt. Then, as his climax continued, his cum started backing up, seeping around his prick. Mary Ann's swamped cunt couldn't hold it all. The excess cum began drooling down her inner thighs. She then smeared the jism all over her naked body.
"Mmmm, Daddy," Mary Ann murmured, "the more of your cum I get, the more I want. You've just gotta fuck me some more."
His balls now drained for a third time on this night of nights, Don thought he was finally all fucked out." Sorry, baby. Think this old cock of mine's starting to act its age. I've really had it this time."
"Wanna bet?" Mary Ann saucily replied.
"I'm telling you, baby. Here, I'll even show you."
Mary Ann looked over her shoulder when her father's cock withdrew from her sloppy pussy. What had been so hard and jutting was now soft, sticky and dangling. But Mary Ann wasn't in the least bit discouraged.
"Now it's my turn to show you something, Daddy," she confidently chuckled. "The next place you're gonna fuck me with your new hard-on. I guarantee it."
She reached behind, separating her ass cheeks with a yank, revealing the puckered dent a notch away from her cunt. To be sure her father got the message, she stuck a finger into her asshole and sexily farted.
"Y-you'd really let me go that far?" Don asked.
"If you're stud enough for the job," Mary Ann teased. "Are you, Daddy? Stud enough to fuck me up the ass?"
Don glanced down at his crotch. Greeting him was what his daughter had counted on all along-a rock-solid, twitching, throbbing boner.
"Yeah," Don sighed. "I'm stud enough to fuck my little girl's ass. Fuck her ass the same way I fucked her mouth and pussy."
Then he laughed. A laugh that was full of macho confidence and a father's love.
"It's the least I can do," Don Howard said, "when my little girl is Daddy's little whore."
CHAPTER NINE
Tom Howard sat at a table by himself in the bowling alley lounge, nursing a beer. So far, tonight had been a real waste.
Actually, when his brother Don hadn't shown up on time, Tom had been kind of glad. He thought he'd get both of those horny twins from last week all to himself. But then they didn't show up either, so now Tom was staring dejectedly at his beer.
"Where's the action?" he muttered. "I need some pussy."
Tom was so horny that he was almost ready to go home and fuck his own wife. If he did, it'd be his first piece of ass from her in over a month.
"Aw, shit," he finally decided, "I'd be better off just slipping into the can and jerking off. With that bitch, you can just have time to put it in and it's over. If you don't come quick, you're outta luck. And her cunt doesn't even feel like a cunt anymore after all this time. Shit on marriage. Longer it lasts, worse it gets."
Then Tom's spirits picked up. Some fresh talent had just strolled into the bar. He couldn't see her face from this far, but even in the shadows he picked out the way she moved her tight little ass.
"Wonder if she's alone," Tom anxiously muttered, feeling his cock stir.
Then his hopes sank. She went right to a guy at the end of the bar.
"By me a drink, big fella?" she purred to him..
The guy looked her over quickly. "Christ, the only thing you're old enough for, little girl, is some goddamned soda pop. Your daddy know you're hustling your ass in a place like this? If you were my dughter, I'd paddle your little butt until it was black and blue and you were ready to behave yourself."
"Then up yours, you old fart," the girl snapped back. "You don't know what you're missing."
Tom Howard's spirits were immediately revived. The girl was unatttached, just looking for somebody to pick her up. Her voice was definitely familar. If he already knew her, it ought to be a lot easier to get into her pants.
Just then the bartender started getting on the girl's case, telling her she wasn't old enough to be working bars. "Go out on the fucking street," he growled, "where there's no age limit."
"Hey, Charley," Tom interrupted loudly from across the room, "it's all right. I know her. Send her over here and I'll, uh, buy her a Coke."
The bartender shrugged, eyed the girl, and told her: "You heard the man. If you wanna hang around, he's your ticket. Just make sure he keeps his hands to imself."
The girl turned toward Tom and started drifting toward him from the shadows. His hard cock pulsed with anticipation.
But, as it turned out, Tom's plans and hard-on were in for a stunning reversal. When he saw his daughter's familiar face, he gripped the table like it was the only thing that would keep him from falling through the floor.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" he blurted. "What the hell are you doing in a place like this?"
"Research, Daddy, research," Sandy Howard said cheerfully, keeping her voice low enough so she wouldn't be overheard from the bar. "I'm writing a term paper about the swinging singles scene."
"Swinging singles?" a sputtering Tom replied, also keeping his voice down. "You were acting more like a cheap little whore, if you ask me. Is that what they teach you in school?"
"I was just going with the flow, Daddy," a smirking Sandy replied. "After all, you aren't much of a swinging single, yourself. Not with Mom waiting for you at home."
"Leave your mother out of this," Tom harshly whispered. "This is just between you and me, young lady."
i tell me this, Daddy," Sandy answered, sitting down with her chair far enough from the table so Tom could see her legs cross. "Suppose I'd really been just some ordinary little tramp on the make-like you thought in the first place. Would you have gone ahead and picked me up?"
Tom turned red, refusing to admit it and unable to convincingly deny it.
"Where would we have gone to get it on, Daddy?" Sandy brazenly continued. "Out to your car? For what? Just a quick blow-job, or all the way?"
"Shut up right now, you little bitch," Tom growled. "And go wait for me outside so I can get you the hell home where you belong. Don't wanna walk out of this place with you, or people might get the wrong idea."
Sandy shrugged, uncrossing her legs. Her skirt was short enough so her panties briefly flashed as she got to her feet. Then, taunting her father, she swayed her ass as she left the lounge.
When she was gone, Tom ordered a shot of whiskey to calm himself down. Nobody said anything to him. He didn't know if they'd figured out who Sandy really was or not. Finally, he left, too. When he reached the parking lot, Tom looked toward the car and saw her sitting in the front seat. It put the butterflies in his stomach, because that was just how she'd have been waiting if she really had been a pickup. Probably would have just stuffed her panties in her purse so he could get right at her pussy.
Indeed, the thought of it made Tom's cock harden all over again. Because, as long as he was only admitting it to himself, the fact was that Sandy tinned him on even if she was his own daughter.
"Yeah," Tom Howard whispered to himself, "I'd fuck her."
Just then Sandy poked her head out the window and called: "Hurry, Daddy, I'm waiting."
Tom tried to get his head on straight as he went to the car. Fantasy-time was over, he told himself. Reality was that Sandy needed her wings clipped. He'd just have to read her the riot act.
But when Tom opened the door, the only way he came on strong was cock-wise. His hard-on had never really gone away, but now his prick threatened to burst out of his bulging pants because of what he now saw.
"Thought I'd do some more research," Sandy giggled. "If I were realy a pickup, is this how I'd come on to you in the car, Daddy?"
She was stark naked. One leg was raised at the knee, the other hooked over the backrest of the front seat. Her exposed pussy startled her father, freezing him in place. "Wh-what did you do to ... to your ..." "Shaved it the other night, Daddy," Sandy I purred. "Have you ever picked up a girl with a shaved pussy before?"
Tom didn't know he'd responded until he shook his head to indicate that, no he hadn't ever fucked any bald pussy.
"Do you think it makes me look like a little ; girl with no hair on my cunt, Daddy?" Sandy kittenishly asked.
Now Tom nodded. Yes, her smooth pussy looked so sweet and tender. He felt his mouth starting to drool because he wanted to eat her pussy, his cock squirming because he wanted to fuck his sweet daughter.
In one last desperate attempt to save himself, Tom gasped to his naked daughter: "God, what're you trying to do? Drive me crazy?"
"You never asked me that when I really was a little girl," Sandy answered, pretending to pout. "After I took my bath you always loved bouncing me on your knee, playing horsey. I loved it too, Daddy. Expecially the way it made my little pussy feel so good. Always made me wish I was ... mmmm, older." "Why?" Gulped Tom. "So I could do the same thing with you that I used to sneak out of my room at night and watch you do with Mommy."
"Jesus, you're sick .. sick." "If I am, Daddy, I hope it's catching," Sandy smiled.
And now she leaned forward, reaching for her father's cock-bluge. She'd wanted to do this ever since she was a little girl, she told him, pulling down his zipper. Then, next, her hand was inside his open pants, groping under his shorts.
"Oh, yes, Daddy, you've caught it, too!" she exclaimed.
Tom's rigid prick was out in the open, trapped in the grasp of his daughter's slim fingers. Sandy started stroking his fucker, drawing the cockhead down in the direction of her shaved pussy.
"I want you to come all over my cunt, Daddy," she said. "Will you, Daddy? Will you? Cover my cunt with your hot, creamy cum?"
"You're not leaving me any choice," Tom gurgled, a prisoner of the hand-job his daughter was giving him.
A split second later his jacked-off cock was spitting cum. It struck his daughter's shaved pussy with splattering impact. The jizz ran down the groove formed by Sandy's pussy hps. And then, when Tom's climax had slowed to a dribble, Sandy fingered apart the rims of her cunt so her pussy gash sucked hte jizz into its thirsty, pink depths.
"Ooooh," she sighed, smearing the rest of the sticky cock cream all over her. hairless crotch from thigh to thigh. "This is the cum every girl dreams about. The cum that started her life. Daddy's cum."
"You know what's gonna happen next, don't you, girl? You're not leaving me any way out of it. Damn, just look at my cock. I just came all over you-and I'm harder than ever."
"Tell me, Daddy, tell me what's next!"
"You know, you little bitch. You planned it all along. Set me up for it."
"But I still wanna hear you say it, Daddy. What's next? What're you gonna do to me, Daddy?"
Tom hissed it. "Fuck you, little girl. Daddy has to fuck you!"
"Oh, yes, Daddy, yes! Please fuck me!"
Sandy drew her legs all the way back over her head, hooking her feet on the open window so they dangled out of the car. It made her seem like she was all cunt. And here was her father's massive cock, closing in on the yawning target of her pussy.
"Rip me, Daddy, fuck me!" Sandy cried.
Tom's prick fucked into her pussy until it was buried to his balls. Then Sandy reached down and squeezed those balls, forcing her father's hips to roll so his hilted cock jerked in her cunt's vise and fucking's divine friction could grab hold completely.
"I always knew it'd be this good," Sandy swooned. "Even when I was a cherry little girl, I knew that Daddy could fuck me best."
And then Sandy came. Her pussy was wet to begin with, but now it was swamped with its own juice. The excess leaked from her cock-filled cunt and trickled into the crack of her ass, puddling in the dent of her asshole.
"My cunt's coming so much that it's like I'm pissing. Getting all over me. Feel, Daddy, feel my sticky ass."
She directed Tom's hand into the slippery split of her wriggling ass. His middle finger couldn't help but stray toward the puffy dent of her shitpit.
"Can I?" Tom anxiously asked when he realized what he was touching.
"Please, Daddy, please!" Sandy pleaded. "Finger-fuck my ass while your cock's fucking my cunt. I love it in both places at the same time. Makes me come twice as hard."
Tom slipped his finger into his daughter's tightest fuck hole. Immediately, some shit seeped down to his middle knuckle. Rather than disgust, his reaction was to take advantage of the lubricaitonin the normally narrow space and add a second finger. When there still seemed room for a third, he stuffed it in, too.
"God, Daddy, you know what that feels like?" Sandy said excitedly. "Like another cock in my ass to go along with the one already fucking my cunt."
And then, as she'd predicted she would, Sandy climaxed twice as hard as she'd come before. But she still wasn't satisfied. She grabbed her father's head and pulled his face down to her tits.
"Suck, suck, suck my titties, Daddy!" she demanded. "Ahhhh, that's it, suck that nipple all the way into your mouth. Rub it with your tongue. And use your teeth. Bite me, Daddy, bite me!"
Tom was chewing on her nipple now, while scraping the tip of it with his raspy tongue. Meanwhile, down below, his cock continued fucking away in Sandy's shaved cunt and his three fingers gouged to the depths of her shitty asshole.
"Oh, Daddy, if you were raping me it wouldn't be any better!" Sandy declared. "You make me feel so fantastically helpless. Like I'm yours to use any way you want, stud!"
Tom liked the sound of that. When he fucked his wife she always made it seem like she was doing him a favor. But his daugher made him feel the way he wanted to when he was fucking. The boss.
"Hold on, baby, Daddy's taking you all the way to heaven now," he rasped with macho confidence in his fucking ability. "That's right, get your legs down and wrap 'em around me. We're heading for the finish line."
Now Tom's mouth was off of Sandy's tits and his fingers were out of her asshole. He didn't need them anymore. All he needed to prove what a stud he was to his daughter-and more importantly, to himself-was his jackham-mering prick in her cunt.
"Unnnhhh ... ahhhh ... grrrrrr," he grunted to the accompaniment of his brutal cock-thrusts. "Squeeze it, baby, squeeze that cock. No matter how hard I fuck you, keep that noose around my prick with your tight, young pussy."
Sandy bore down from within. Her father's fucking cock felt like it was rubbing the walls of her clasping cunt raw. She was coming so much she didn't know how long she could stand anything that felt so good.
"Come, Daddy, come!" she begged. "Come for me as hard as I've been coming for you!"
"Here it is, sweetheart!" Tom announced shuddering in the instant before his cum-gushing release.
And then his cock turned into a miniature volcano, erupting with the molten lava of his jizz in Sandy's thoroughly fucked pussy. As the cum flowed from his spurting boner, he could hear it gurgle within his daughter's cunt.
Sandy was begging for more. "Drown me with cum, Daddy! Not just in my cunt, Daddy! Come on my titties, too!"
Tom pulled his prick out at once. When one last burst of jizz remained, the jerked his cock to Sandy's jiggling tits and left a sticky trail of cock cream which ran between the rising tit mounds from nipple to nipple.
She took his dripping prick in the grasp of her sticky tits and rubbed it. Tom felt his balls spasm and knew they were already getting to work on yet another fresh batch of jizz.
"Oh, yeah," Tom sighed. "I'm still hard. Ready to fuck you all over again, baby."
"Then fuck me where it's tightest, Daddy!" urged Sandy.
She reached down and yanked apart the cheeks of her ass. There was her asshole, shaved as hairless as her cunt.
"Should I grease my cock?" Tom asked.
"Oh, I'll do that for you, Daddy," Sandy offered. "I'll grease your cock with your own cum."
She reached into the oozing wound of her freshly fucked cunt, her fingers dripping with jizz when they emerged. Then she gave her father a brief hand-job, so his rigid prick now glistened with a sheen of cum from tip to root.
"Mmmm, if I ever saw a cock that was ready for a slick trip to my ass, Daddy, you've got it," Sandy gushed with anticipation. "Now put it in me. Butt-fuck me hard, deep and fast with your big, slippery prick, Daddy."
Now Sandy had drawn her legs back again, jackknifing herself once more. As she spread her asscheeks, her asshole widened at the center because of the stress this position. When her father brought his cockhead to the waiting target, it slipped right inside her enlarged shitpit.
"How's it feel so far, honey?" Tom anxiously asked.
"Too easy," Sandy insisted. "I want you to try and split me in two."
Tom cautiously took another poke with his cock, fucking about three inches of cockshaft into his daughter's ass.
"Still too easy. Split me, Daddy, split me!"
Like most fathers, Tom Howard had never been able to deny his little girl anything she really wanted. He pulled back, ready to fuck hard.
"That's it, Daddy!" You look like you really mean business now!" Sandy cried. "Sock it to me!"
All of his strength channeled to it, Tom's crotch powerfully bucked. He looked down and watched his cock instantly disappear into his daughter's asshole, his breath taken away once his cockmeat was fucking in to his balls.
Holding on for the orgasmic ride, she lowered her legs enough to hook her knees over her father's shoulders. Then, bumping and grinding beneath Tom, she corkscrewed his buried prick in her rolling ass.
Then he began fucking his big cock back and forth in his daughter's shitpit with cock-strokes of increasing length. Soon his fucking prick was a pistoning blur.
"You stud!" Sandy shrieked with joy. "If you don't hurry up and come in my ass, you really are gonna split me in two!"
"Don't have to hurry, baby," Tom grunted. "It's here!"
His prick had just made its final thrust in his daughter's asshole. Then the jizz flowed in a torrent-not in separate spurts, but in a continuous flow as if Tom were pissing his scalding cock cream all the way into her belly.
"Oh, thank you, Daddy, thank you!" Sandy swooned with gratitude. "I'm so fucked. Never felt soooo fucked before."
Her asshole was rhythmically squeezing, milking out the last of her father's cum. But, as it turned out, it still wasn't the last of his hard-on.
"Damn, don't know what's got into me," Tom sighed, in awe of his continued potency. "I've fucked you everyplace there is to fuck you, princess, and my cock still has a bone in it."
"Don't worry, Daddy," Sandy promised, "I won't let it go to waste."
"But you said that getting fucked in the ass was the thing you saved for last," Tom reminded her.
"Last, except for the frosting on the cake,"
Sandy giggled.
And then she coaxed her father to pull his cock out. And a moment later she was sucking his ass-fucked cock, completing the circle of father-daughter incest with another slurping blow-job, this one flavored with her own shit.
CHAPTER TEN
"Oh, Sandy, what do you want to do that for?" Mary Ann asked. "You know how I hate those family picnics."
"The last one didn't turn out so bad," a chuckling Sandy reminded her cousin.
"But that was just lucky-in more ways than one," Mary Ann said. "It was just an accident that I caught you and Mike fucking, instead of one of our moms or grandparents catching you. Having them around's just playing with fire."
"Well," Sandy slyly answered, "this time I was thinking of something that's a little more, uh, exclusive. Like just me, you, Mike and Vince-and the guests of honor."
"All right," Sandy sighed. "What is it? What have you got up your sleeve, Sandy?"
"Simple. School lets out for summer vacation at the end of the week. And what happens right after that?"
"I dunno," Mary Ann answered with a shrug. "We start working on our tans?"
"Next Sunday, you little idiot," Sandy chirped. "I'll give you a hint. Last year, you probably went out and bought a necktie."
Catching on, Mary Ann said: "No, a wrench. Mike was the one who gave him the necktie."
"That's right, Father's Day," Sandy confirmed. '-And what about if us kids did something real special for the old guys this year? No moms allowed. "A cookout in the country where the kids do all the work, and all the beer our dads can drink ... And, uh, whatever else develops."
Mary Ann was definitely intrigued, but still had her doubts. "Won't it hurt our moms' feelings? You know how touchy they are."
"Not when they have what they think is something better to do," Sandy noted with a smirk. "Like saving their souls. You know who just happens to be coming to town this Sunday?"
Sandy then named a famous and handsome television preacher who was on a cross-country crusade. And, as Mary Ann well knew, their mothers were big fans of his. He gave them the opportunity to combine the religion they both took so seriously with the giddiness of schoolgirl crushes.
They were out in the country, the day brilliantly sunny. Sandy and Mary Ann were in their bikinis, bustling around to make sure everyone was having a good time. They saw to it that their dads always had fresh beers to drink. And they slipped their brothers a few cool ones, too, hoping to get things laid back and mellow. Still, though, for the time being things were kind of tense.
Sandy and Mary Ann had fucked everybody there, but each male present still believed that he was the only one who'd been so lucky. And each of the guys was spending half his time trying to conceal the hard-on that stubbornly bulged at his crotch.
Despite the tension, Sandy and Mary Ann couldn't help being amused. And flattered. But, most of all, even more turned on than their father and brothers were.
"I think it's time we really got the ball rolling," Sandy whispered to Mary Ann. "My pussy juice's gonna soak right through my bikini bottom and start running down my legs from looking at those poor, trapped cocks too much longer. How about you?"
Mary Ann was totally direct. "I'm dying to get fucked. Do something quick, Sandy. Get us fucked!"
"Leave it to me."
However, what followed tested even Mary Ann's confidence in her cousin. For Sandy, supposedly breaking the ice, lamely suggested that they play cards. Nobody was really interested, but she pouted until they went along. So then they were all seated in a circle on a blanket. Sandy dealing. Poker, she said.
"Aw, Sis, what's the point?" Vince grumbled. "What'H we bet?"
"You'll see," Sandy chuckled.
She threw out the cards. Everybody else looked at their hands with unconcealed boredom. And then, even though she was going out of turn since she'd dealt, Sandy made the first bet.
"How about this?" she said. She hooked a thumb under the strap of her bikini top and tugged so her tit wobbled. "I'll bet this."
And with an appreciative sigh, Mary Ann thought she should have guessed there was some good reason why Sandy just happened to have that deck of cards in her purse. And, of course, now it was Mary Ann's role to back up Sandy's attempt to get a hot game of strip poker going and blow the minds of their fathers and brothers.
She quickly said: "I'll go Sandy one better. Bet the bottom of my bikini."
The male members of the Howard clan were speechless. After trading winks to silently communicate with one another, the girls continued as if their fathers and brothers had just disappeared.
Mary Ann asked for two new cards, Sandy took three. Then they laid their hands out. Mary Ann won with a pair of jacks. Without hesitation, Sandy untied and tossed her halter aside, her bare tits swinging free.
Next Mary Ann dealt, seemingly ignoring the staring guys. It was her bikini bottom against Sandy's this time. Sandy lost again, and was quickly stark naked.
"My deal now," Sandy said, taking the deck.
"But you don't have anything left to bet," Mary Ann teased.
"Don't worry, I'll think of something to give you if I lose," Sandy sexily promised.
She dealt the cards. The results were the same as before.
Despite her losing hand, though, Sandy promptly told Mary Ann: "Take off your bikini."
"But I had the best hand again," Mary Ann noted.
"I know. And now you get to collect your winnings in style."
"Oh, gotcha," Mary Ann chuckled.
Mary Ann was out of her bikini, also naked within seconds, falling back on her elbows so he could watch as her cousin knelt before her. Mary Ann wasn't the only one watching Sandy. Their fathers and brothers were glassy-eyed as Sandy parted Mary Ann's thighs and placed her face directly between them, planting her mouth on the nearly hairless cunt.
The Howard males were like the characters in the old story about the emperor with no clothes. When would one of them finally say something?
It was Vince who broke the silence. "Damn, if these bitches aren't trying to tell us something."
And his father muttered: "Maybe we all have something to tell each other first."
Four sets of male eyes then self-consciously darted from one sweating face to another. It was a mass confession waiting to happen.
Mike finally blurted out: "I fucked 'em both! Sandy took my cherry, then I took sis's."
"I must've been next," Vince said. "Mary Ann got me to fuck her, then Sandy after that."
"Week ago Saturday night for me," Don Howard sighed. "Mary Ann hit on me while I was on my way to meet you at the bowling alley, Tom. That's why I never got there. Can you believe it? I wound up fucking my own daughter!"
"Same here," Tom Howard sighed back. "Sandy showed up at the bowling alley. Picked me up as slick as you'd ever wanna see. I never had a chance. Before I knew it, she had me out in the car and my cock anyplace she wanted it in her mouth, in her cunt, up her ass. The fucking works."
"So what next?" Don Howard gulped, watching the girls as Sandy ate Mary Ann's pussy. "What do they want from us today?"
"Well, one thing's for sure," Vince said to the others. "They're more than just the couple of dykes they're acting like now. The pussy-eating's just to egg us on. They didn't fuck all of us between them without digging cock. And this guy right here's gonna prove it."
Vince was wearing cut-off jeans. He whipped them open. Underneath was a jockstrap, but it was no match for his hard-on. His rigid cock thrust from the pouch, jutting free.
"See that ass?" he said to the others, pointing to his sister's hoisted bottom. "I'm gonna fuck it. The rest of you can sit here and jerk off while you watch, or jump in, yourselves. Let's face it, the way these two bitches are putting it out front and center, this is gonna be a goddamned family orgy."
Then Vince jumped up, shucking off his jock and cut-offs entirely. Lining up behind Sandy, he grabbed the cheeks of her ass and pried them apart.
"Yeah, there it is," he panted, sighting her asshole. "Looks like it's all puckered up for a kiss. But I'm gonna give it a lot more with this."
He jiggled his hard-on in his grasp. Then he guided his cockhead to his sister's ass, making mashing contact with his cockmeat and her asshole.
And now Sandy interrupted her pussy-eating to turn and urge over her shoulder: "Fuck it, stud, fuck it! Fuck my ass with your big, hard cock! Get this damned orgy rolling!" "You got it, Sis!"
Vince bucked his hips. His large cock fucked halfway into Sandy's asshole on the first thrust. The next surge saw his thick column of cock-meat buried, so his balls were now flush with his sister's pussy just below the ass-fuck.
"Mmmm, I needed that," Sandy moaned with an assful of her brother's prick, then she climaxed on the spot.
She wouldn't get back to eating Mary Ann's pussy. For now, Mike, seeing what his cousin Vince had gotten into, was ready to get his own cock into something female. He chose Sandy's mouth, hauling his rigid fucker out of his fly and hurriedly joining the action.
"Well, hell," Mary Ann now cheerfully pouted as she was temporarily left untouched. "What about me?"
Her father got to her first. Mary Ann bobbed up on all fours to greet him, spreading her ass cheeks to offer her asshole as a target for his unleashed boner.
"Oh, yes, Daddy, yes! Ram me so deep in my ass that you can feel my hot shit seeping all over your prick," Mary Ann whimpered with delight as her father shoved it in. "Ahhh, that's super. Fuck the shit out of my ass if you can, Daddy!"
Then Mary Ann had an orgasm. The vibes from her fucked asshole went straight to her cunt, causing pussy juice to run down her inner thighs like sticky piss.
"Know what?" she gurgled. "My pussy's just too wet to stay empty."
Mary Ann looked over at her father's brother.
"Fuck my cunt, Uncle Tom!" she cried. "Fuck my cunt at the same time my dad's fucking my ass!"
Tom Howard was immediately stripped and ready to give his niece what she wanted. It wouldn't be the first time he and his brother Don had fucked the same girl at the same time in their tomcatting adventures together-just the first time it had ever been one of their own daughters.
Tom knew how it was done from past experience. He got down on his back, then slipped feet-first under the girl as if he were a mechanic getting under a car. When her tits were rubbing against his chest, he reached down and held his cock straight up, finding her cunt with the cockhead and rubbing her pussy lips and clit to get the bitch extra-hot so she wouldn't change her mind about double-fucking. She did the rest, snagging the knob of his raised prick in her pussy gash and easing down.
"Mmmm, that's tight," Tom moaned as his niece's dipping cunt swallowed his upright hard-on. "Don, I'm in your little girl's cunt to my balls now."
Don Howard knew this full well. For, in order for Mary Ann to take all of Tom's prick in her pussy, Don's prick had to temporarily give ground in her ass. Now the rest would be up to Mary Ann, if she wanted to alternate cock-thrusts between her two fuckholes.
Back her ass jerked, forcing her father's prick to fuck in again and leaving only the knob of her uncle's prick in her pussy for the moment. But then her cunt swooped back down, abruptly reversing the order of the penetration.
From there, Mary Ann repeated the process over and over again. She was tireless in the way she made both cocks fuck her pussy and ass, and she was coming with a continuous series of orgasms.
"This isn't just fucking!" she wildly celebrated. "It's a fucking miracle! God, I'm the luckiest girl in the world to have such a hung dad and uncle, and a cunt and asshole that can take both their beautiful, big pricks at the same time."
And then there was Sandy, who watched Mary Ann's "miracle" as she, herself, took a cock up her ass and another cock in her mouth. And, in light of Mary Ann's accomplishment, Sandy had started getting itchy to go even farther with her brother Vince and cousin Mike.
So now Sandy stopped sucking Mike's prick. He was, of course, surprised, having assumed he'd keep fucking her mouth until he came down her throat.
"Don't sweat it," Sandy told him. "Just want to put your beautiful hard-on to better use, that's all. Sure, I can always make my mouth feel like a cunt around your cock, but why not let you go ahead and fuck the real thing?"
Glancing over his shoulder at Mary Ann, Mike chuckled to Sandy: "Oh, I get it. Nothing my sister can do that you can't do, huh?" "Better! Fuck my pussy!" Mike shrugged. "What the hell? Don't care what I fuck, as long as my prick's plugged in somewhere."
He got down, swiftly sliding on the blanket between Sandy's arms and legs. Passing below her belly, his cock arrived under the shadow of her cunt as her tits crushed against his chest.
"Now stand your cock up for me, stud," Sandy told Mike.
He didn't use his hand, lifting his fuck tool at a right angle from his crotch by flexing his loins. It was a position he couldn't hold for long, but Sandy acted right away. Down her pussy slid around his upright boner, clasping his cock in her damp pussy until it was hiked almost to the balls.
And then it was Vince's turn to speak up. "Hey, Sis, what's the deal? Mike's damned cock in your cunt just pushed mine almost all the way out of your ass."
Before Sandy could answer, Mike did, calling to Vince: "You dumb turkey, we're supposed to be taking turns. See, when your sis's cunt slides back up my cock, then you jam your cock all the way into her ass again. The same way our dads are fucking Mary Ann's pussy and ass."
"That right, Sis?" Vince asked, checking it out with Sandy to make sure he was going to keep getting his share of fucking.
And surprising both him and their cousin, Sandy sharply replied: "No, Vince, you've fucked my ass enough for now."
"Shit, Sis," Vince protested. "Why should I have to get out of your ass while Mike gets to keep fucking your cunt? Not fair. He's just your cousin, and I'm your own brother, for Christ's sake. If you want cock irLyour pussy, okay. But it's my cock that ought to be there if you don't want it up the ass anymore."
Sandy readily agreed with him. "Then what're you waiting for? Go ahead, Vince. Fuck my pussy."
It was Mike's turn to protest. "Hey, what about me? I was fucking pussy first, and my cock's not getting out of there for nothin'."
Now, Sandy was' really dishing Out the surprises, telling Mike: "Nobody expects your cock to go anywhere. Just keep right on fucking my cunt." "Then, y-you mean ..." "Absolutely!" Sandy declared. "Jesus," Vince gulped, "that's even wilder than what Mary Ann's doing with our dads."
"Just wild enough to go ahead and try," Mike panted from below. "What the hell, my cock's already locked in, so what do I have to lose? Go for it, Vince."
So now Vince lined up his cock. Mike's prick was already there ahead of his, of course, but left a space because of the way it was angled from underneath Sandy.
Feeling his way, Vince nudged the blunt tip of his prick into the space. There was more room there than he'd thought. When he nudged some more, his cockhead entered, squeezing between his cousin Mike's throbbing boner and the yielding wall of Sandy's cunt tunnel.
"See how easy it is," Sandy said. "Now, Mike, honey, if you'll just be a good sport and pull your cock out a little so Vince can shove his in a little more, we'll really be in business."
Mike did as he was asked. Vince promptly wedged more of his prick within her cunt.
"There, that's perfect!" Sandy declared. "Both your cocks are in me just the same now.
Mary Ann can have a cock in her pussy and another one up her ass if she wants, but I'll take both of mine in the same place at the same time ...yes, two cocks at once fucking my cunt!"
And then Sandy went to work in earnest to take full advantage of the bizarre linkage. Bumping and grinding below the waist, she made the pair of cocks squirm together in her jampacked pussy.
"Mmmm," she moaned. "What a kick!"
She was reacting to the fact that when she moved one way, Mike's crotch hair tickled her clit from below. And moving the other way made Vince's wiry clump tickle her asshole. This, along with both their cocks simultaneously fucking her cunt, gave Sandy all the ingredients for the biggest orgasm of her young life.
She had it, corning with an ear-splitting scream. But Sandy was not alone. For Mary Ann had just climaxed with equal intensity from the cocks in her pussy and ass.
Then, as each sang the praises of her own mighty orgasm, Sandy and Mary Ann made eye-contact while they faced one another on all fours. Locked in an erotic stand-off, it quickly became clear to each girl how she could still top her cousin before the fucking was over.
The unspoken contest between them was to see which girl could make the cocks fucking her come first.
Sandy and Mary Ann bore down. All their fathers and brothers could do was hold on for the ride as all four cocks were squeezed, tugged and hauled toward creamy eruption.
"Come, come, come," Sandy started chanting to Mike and Vince as they fucked her cunt with their combined hard-ons.
"Shoot it! Give me your jizz," Mary Ann urged her father and uncle.
And then one of the Howard males blurted out what was now so obvious. "The bitches are trying to see which of 'em can make the two cocks fucking her come first."
"Then what the hell? Let's all shoot our wads together so neither Sandy or Mary Ann has to lose. Fuckin' bitches both deserve to be winners the way they put out."
Hearing this, Sandy and Mary Ann dropped their rivalry on the spot. And then, close enough to reach out to one another, they held hands as they waited for the onslaught of cum.
It arrived in a bucking, spurting frenzy from the four cocks. Tom, Don, Mike and Vince Howard were all coming spurt for spurt.
"Oh, yes, Mary Ann," Sandy swooned as the jizz flowed. "We both won! How could we lose with four studs like we've got to fuck us?"
"And in between them, we've always got each other," Mary Arm sighed. Sandy knew what that meant. "Then you're as thirsty to suck the cum out of me as I am out of you when they're through fucking us?"
"That's what best friends are for," Mary Ann giggled. "And, besides, nothing'll get their cocks hard again faster than watching us sixty-nine."
There was no disagreement from the Howard males about the girls' lesbian intentions. Fathers and sons finished shooting their cum-loads the way they'd started, together. Then they pulled their cocks out simultaneously. That was the signal for Sandy and Mary Ann to temporarily turn dyke, curling side by side on the blanket, their heads buried between one another's legs to feast on fresh jizz.
And as the guys looked on, their dripping cocks stood back up to equally jutting angles. And the girls' lesbian display would be shortlived, because the family fucking was just beginning for all six Howards.