My name is Nick. I'm tall, dark, and handsome, if I do say so myself, and I've built a successful contracting business at age thirty-five. Happily married, I live with my blonde wife, Janice, in a big new house in the suburbs. All in all, life has been good to me.
And I have a sister, Angela, who's a real raven-haired beauty of thirty. Her figure is slender, except for her breasts, which are well-shaped but large. She's married, too, to a sandy-haired guy named Sam, and she's worked as my secretary for years.
Yes, life has been good. But I'm about to knock your socks off by telling you just how good it's been!
One morning, I was going over some blueprints when Angela came into my private office. She was wearing a tight skirt and sweater, and her body looked as incredible as always. When she leaned over my desk, her shoulder-length hair fell sexily forward and her breasts thrust out hugely.
"You look a little tense, Nick," she said, in her low, sultry voice, her big brown eyes meeting mine.
"Maybe I've been working too hard," I admitted.
"Well, we know how to relieve tension, right?" Angie purred, giving a hint of a wiggle.
"Yes, we do," I laughed. "Oh, yes, do we!"
Now you're getting the picture. Heaven help us, but my sister and I have been getting into it with each other for years! And we've been enjoying every minute.
As if to confirm it, Angela stood up, smiled, and shucked off her sweater. She unhooked her lacy black bra, too, so that her big breasts came free before my eyes. They were heavy but not saggy, and her brown nipples were hard, her areolae strongly puckered. Her boobs were enough to make any man's mouth water, especially her own brother's!
"Get your hands on 'em, Nick," she urged. "It's been awhile. And suck on 'em, too."
"I will, Sis," I responded, reaching out my hands and stretching upward from my chair. "Oh, yeah!"
During the next few minutes, I got reacquainted with those marvelous breasts of hers, hefting their weight, mouthing, licking, and sucking. She sighed above me and ran her fingers through my dark hair. It may be my imagination, but I've always thought that our being brother and sister makes us more sensitive to each other's pleasure.
"Oh, Nick!" Angie went. "Ohhh, do that, big brother. Ohhh!"
It was so exciting, having her there topless and tending to her bare, intimate flesh. I caressed her trim back, too, and cupped her firm, round buns in her skirt.
"Mmmmm," I moaned happily. "Mmmmm!"
But soon it was time for more-a lot more. You see, my sister and I have never stopped short in following our mutual attraction! So, as she wiggled to help, I unzipped her tight skirt and worked it down.
There she was, in nothing but black thong panties. There was her shapely, naked butt, whose warm, smooth skin I now stroked directly.
And there, when I tugged her panties off, was her hot, dripping wet pussy, all ready for her own brother's wanton attentions!
Angela sometimes shaves her pussy hair, and I found that she'd recently done so. When I ran my hand over her, she was excitingly scratchy, with maybe a week's new growth of fur.
"Do you like that, Nick?" she inquired, as she gyrated her slim hips and rubbed her pubes on my fingers.
"Oh, yeah," I replied. "I do!"
"Well, then, get your mouth on me," she persisted. "And get one of those fingers up inside me, too!"
Of course, I did as she asked. We'd never felt any shame about our incestuous relationship; instead, we thought it was wild as hell! Grasping her tensing buns again, I pulled her pussy to my lips as if it were an exotic feast. Running my tongue along her steamy slit, I got to her pink, and I lapped up her slick, delicious love juice. I tongued her clit, too, which made her whole body convulse with pleasure.
"Mmmmm, yummy," I went. "Mmmmm!"
Then I did stick my middle finger into her hot, tight channel, and that nearly drove her crazy. My sister worked her pussy almost desperately on my probing digit, until her juice covered my knuckle and was running down my hand. Given that kind of treatment, she was soon ready to come.
"Ohhh, Bro!" she gasped. "It feels just like a cock!"
"It's not quite like a cock," I laughed, as I began to move my finger rapidly in her, too. "But it'll sure get your rocks off. So go for it, Angie. Go!"
And she did! Scarcely a minute later, her whole slender body trembled in passionate waves, and her big breasts quivered like mad. Even more of her love stuff flooded out at me, and she threw back her dark head, closed her eyes, and clutched my hair.
"Ohhh, Nick!" my beautiful sibling screamed, coming and coming and coming. "Ohhh, yes. Ohhhhh!"
I slid my finger out, and she got herself back together. I had eaten my own sister and finger-fucked her, but I felt no guilt at all. It had given her pleasure, pure and simple, and what was wrong with that?
Besides, I was about to have my turn!
By that time, of course, my cock was incredibly big and hard in my pants. It was aching for release, and it had to have it soon! Nor was sexy Angela slow to oblige.
"Oh, you poor dear," she purred, as I pushed my chair back from my desk and she went nakedly to her knees between my legs. "I said you were tense, and I haven't done much to help that, have I?"
She paused.
"Well, let it never be said that your sis was a meanie," she continued, in fun. "Let's go right ahead and see what you've got for me!"
At that, she yanked down my zipper and freed my burgeoning rod. She didn't even have to reach in my shorts for it, because it snapped strongly upward, hitting her in the chin!
"Oooh, look at this!" Angie cooed. "You really are my 'big' brother, aren't you?"
I couldn't deny it. Whenever I had sex with my sister, I was extra large. like I said, there were our shared rhythms, but there was also the thrill of the forbidden. Indeed, my member was so long, thick, stiff, and throbbing that it looked like a living log!
"Yeah, I am," I laughed, reaching down to stroke her soft shoulders and her black, lustrous hair. "But you'll take care of that, won't you?"
And she did. There was a drop of clear fluid on my tip, and she licked it off wantonly. Then she ran her tongue down along my rigid length until she reached my swollen balls. One by one, she took them in her mouth, which drove me absolutely wild.
Then, also grasping my stiffening thighs, she moved back up again and, in one smooth motion, took my cock halfway down her throat!
My sister proceeded to give me totally fantastic head. Her brown eyes gazing lustfully up at me, she moved on me rapidly, pursing her full, red lips and sucking, sucking, sucking! A blow job from Angie was a memorable event, and I knew that she always blew me much better than she did her husband or any other lovers.
It was always a "hum job," too. "Mmmmm!" Angie went, which immeasurably heightened my pleasure. She writhed sensuously around as well, wagging her butt and getting her whole sexy body into it. Her big breasts swung heavily, her extremely hard nipples pointing downward. "Mmmmm!"
With that kind of attention, it wasn't long before I felt myself building to a major orgasm. So I let myself go, and I let it come! She and I were mature adults, and it was a function of nature, so I never had any misgivings. It only made it better that we were brother and sister!
"Coming now," I announced. I threw back my head, gritted my teeth, and got ready to be swept away. "Coming. Yeah!"
And I did come, or rather exploded, with a climax that wracked my whole being and shot halfway up my spine. A magnificent pressure built at the base of my manhood, then flowed marvelously out along it along with my steaming load. My head swam and my every muscle flexed as I went through changes.
I came right at my own, dear sis!
Angela didn't take her mouth away, either. She always took everything I had to give, and this morning was no exception. In fact, she kept my pumping cock so deep toward her throat that there was no question of her disgorging it-or even of her spitting out my stuff afterwards. Instead, my hot, urgent jets vanished without a trace!
"Oh! Ohhh, damn!" I shouted. "Ohhhhh!"
Yes, Angie loved to suck.
And Angie always swallowed!
"Well, that was a lot of fun," my sister grinned, struggling nakedly to her feet. She didn't even wipe her mouth, because she'd taken me so deep.
"And all in the family!" I quipped, getting up, too, and giving her a squeeze. "Sis, if our parents could only know how happy we are now."
"Yes, they gave us love and 'family values," Angie nodded, as she pressed her luscious, outsized breasts against me. "But little did they know what kind of new values we'd find!"
Then, with barely a respite, she boosted her sexy butt up onto my desk. Blueprints scattered as we got ready for our next wanton act. My contractor's work was forgotten, as was all my tension, except for the great, sexual kind.
You might suppose that my sister and I at least confined our incestuous hijinks to eating and sucking.
But, no, we always went on to ball our brains out as well!
And the only "blue" thing was what happened now, as in a blue movie!
Angela spread her shapely legs and leaned back on her elbows, her breasts standing up proudly. I moved between her silky thighs, took hold of them, and got my cock tip at her wet pink opening. Her pussy was right at the edge of the desk, providing easy access. Needless to say, I was already hard as a rock again.
Then I plunged all the way into my sis, in one smooth stroke! We immediately established a torrid cadence, with me tensing my buns and driving powerfully. Her big breasts shook and her pretty mouth fell open in passion. Our eyes met wantonly as we went for it all.
And, my, she was so hot, slick, and tight inside! I'd never been with a woman who possessed as much body heat as my own, dear sister. Her pussy fit my plunging rod like a glove, too, and the resulting sensation always drove us both up the wall. Yes, she and I must have been fated to bang each other!
"Oh. Oh, yeah!" Angie panted. "Do it, Nick. Do it tome. Do it for us!"
"I'll do it," I grinned, thrusting faster and faster. "I'm doing it. Yeah!"
We were ready to come quickly, but we wanted to make it last. So I pulled out and she turned over, and I put it to her from behind. Now her hands clutched the far edge of the desk, her back curved gracefully, and her large breasts pushed out to her sides. While she was buck naked, I was still fully dressed, which provided a sexy contrast.
I slapped her firm, round buns lightly, which made her moan with renewed anticipation. Then I slid my cock tip up and down her crack, making her sigh and moan even more. At last, I found her pussy again and plunged my whole length back into her. Her whole slender body thrilled with the shock.
"Ohhh, brother!" my partner in lust gasped. "That's it. Ohhh, go for it. Go for it now!"
"I'm going," I panted. "I'm going for the gold!"
And, thrusting frantically, I took us over the top. A thunderous orgasm suddenly seized us both, sending brother and sister off to an incestuous paradise! Our bodies stiffened, jerked, and then relaxed into deepest peace. My, did we know how to get it onand get it off!
"Yeah. Yeah!" Angela went, lifting her dark head and regarding me with glazed eyes over her shoulder. Her hot juice engulfed me, and I could feel her pussy spasm.
"Damn right," I echoed, as I buried my rod deep and pumped a huge, thick load. "Ahhhhh!"
I had never even thought to come outside her. like I said, my sister always takes everything I have to give!
Then I slid slowly out, wiped my happy cock off with some tissues, and zipped it back into my pants. In turn, Angie rolled back over on the desk, sat up, and gave me one more naked, steamy hug.
"It's always so great, isn't it, Bro?" she mused, her beautiful face looking dreamily up at me.
"It sure is," I agreed, holding her close. "We've never had any problem with it, have we?"
"None at all," she purred. "And if anyone else would, well, that would be their problem!"
At that, she stood up and got back into her lacy black underwear and her sweater and skirt. She combed out her dark hair, adjusted her make-up, and, with a quick smile over her shoulder, left my office.
It had been incest at its best.
It had been incest on my desk!
I'm not ashamed to say that I spent the rest of the morning daydreaming, going over in my mind what had happened with my sister and me. Lest I forgot, my supremely satisfied cock was an ever-present reminder! We were both married to others, and yet we still had this thing between us. Nor was it as unusual as I might have thought; I'd just seen a movie in which an 18th-century heroine had actually wed her brother!
I also found my thoughts returning to how it had all begun. How does a man start having sex with his sister, anyway? Does she initiate it, or does he, or does it just happen? What unnatural-or naturalimpulse leads to such a wild and wonderful thing?
But enough thought. Here's how it came about with Angela and me!
CHAPTER TWO
Flashback. I was twenty-four, and I was struggling to make it as a contractor. Having moved away from my home town, I was living alone in a rented room in the city. My long hours at work didn't give me any time for female companionship. I was lonely, not to mention horny as hell!
Then, one week, my sister Angie came for a visit. She was nineteen, and was working as a waitress back home. Already as shapely and beautiful as she is now-and already with just as spectacular a bosom-she was a ray of sunshine in my otherwise difficult life.
"Hi, big brother!" she greeted me, when I met her at the bus station. It being summer, she was wearing short shorts and a halter top, and was attracting every male eye.
"Hi, Sis," I laughed, feeling proud of her. "My, have you grown!"
We drove off together in my old, beat-up truck. And that was when I felt the first inkling of what might happen, as I found myself glancing over at her bare, shapely legs.
"Control yourself, Nick!" I told myself. "Damn it, she's your own sister!"
But events conspired to bring us together, even though we'd never even thought of it up to that point. I had no spare cash, and neither did Angie, so we couldn't afford a hotel for her and she wound up sharing my room. And since I had only one bed, she had to share that, too!
The first night was very awkward. It was hot as hell, and there was no way we could sleep under a blanket or even a sheet. The heat was so intense that we couldn't even stand pajamas! So my sister and I lay down in only our underwear; I in my shorts and she in a thin bra and panties. It didn't help that the only panties she'd brought along were the thong kind!
Nor was it too dark for me to see her as I tried to go off to sleep. A city streetlight was shining in the window, letting me view her whole tempting form. Angela curled up facing away from me, and her firm, naked buns looked marvelous. The curves of her legs, trim waist, bare back, and shoulders, too, were like something out of a magazine.
"She's your sister, man!" I tried telling myself again. But my cock wasn't listening, and, as I lay there on my back, it popped up out of my shorts, fully and embarrassingly hard.
Then something else happened. Apparently having gone to sleep, Angie, in her sleep, rolled over. And, probably finding even her bra too hot for her, she unconsciously unhooked it in front! Suddenly her big, upright breasts were bare, her brown nipples hard and her areolae puckered. It was the first time I'd ever seen them, and believe me, they were the most beautiful and exciting ones I'd ever been exposed to.
"Damn!" I responded, this time out loud. But my delicious predicament was far from over. To my wondering eyes, my sister's right hand caressed those luscious boobs of hers, then inched down her flat tummy to her fantastic crotch. Her fingers slid into her panties, and by all indications her middle one began stroking her slit. Her mouth fell open, and she raised and gyrated her luscious hips.
Angie was having an erotic dream, and I, her own brother, had been elected to watch it!
Could it be about me? I wondered. Whatever, I longed to be the man who would make it real. After all, I was right there beside her, and any man would have felt that way. Yes, I was who I was, but there were limits to my patience, and now those limits were being sorely tested. She was a mature, incredibly attractive woman, and I was only a man, after all!
Then the final thing occurred, the thing that settled it for good. Angie suddenly woke up, and looked around her. Her lustrous brown eyes took in everything: her naked breasts, her hand in her panties, and especially my hugely upstanding rod.
"Oh. Whoops!" she reacted, although not without a hint of amusement. "Is my face red. But, brother, what a big cock you have!"
"I can't deny it," I laughed, also trying to defuse things. But the fuse of our passion had been lit, and it was an ultimately hopeless task to put it out. "Just as I can't deny that you've grown world-class tits!"
"And a pussy, too," she added boldly, actually flipping down her panties to show me! It was before she'd started shaving, and I saw soft black fur above a brown, impossibly tempting cleft.
Now it was all out in the open, and it only remained to decide what to do about it. That is, if she and I still possessed the power to decide! For a long moment, we just lay there, waiting to see what would happen. Then, being the older one, I spoke.
"We could forget all about this and go back to sleep," I ventured, trying one last time to do the conventional thing.
"Yes, we could, Nick," my sister replied. "But we're both so primed by now that we'd still need to get off somehow."
"Well, we could get ourselves off," I tried.
"We could," nodded Angela. "But that would be sort of cheap."
She had hit on it. If ever there was a time when incest would be best, this was it. Couldn't we just forget about what the outside world would think, and even about our own scruples, and just do what came naturally? In the end, I was a man, and she was a woman, and it was so, so logical, even, to let our "ends" meet.
On that hot city night, we were two people, one male and one female, who absolutely had to have each other, and it even seemed wrong to deny ourselves.
And Angie confirmed it. As a woman, she was the ultimate realist.
"We've got to make it, Bro," my fabulous, nineteen-year-old sibling purred. "There's no escape. You and I have got to get it on!"
And, heaven help us, we did. Or rather, she began by doing it for both of us!
Angie raised up over me, and, before she had a chance to think twice, lowered her turned-on pussy onto my hugely upright rod. The thrill was incredible, and the mixed emotions almost blew my mind. I seemed to hear a voice saying, "You're in your sister. You're in your own sister, by damn!"
But then I abandoned myself to the sensation, and what a sensation it was. It was the first time I'd felt the incredible "fit" we had, probably from our being so closely related, as well as our shared rhythms as we began to move together. At age twenty-four, I'd had my share of partners, but the hot, slick, formfitting pussy that was on me now was a veritable dream!
"Oh, yeah," I sighed. "I still don't believe this. It's like a dream. Can it be real?"
"Believe it, it's real," replied Angie. "And if it's a dream, it's the secret dream of every brother and sister, come true!"
Then she rode me like a dream come true, indeed. Grasping each other's shoulders, we let our sex-drunk eyes meet deeply, showing our determination to make the most of our stupendous new experience. Since she was leaning forward, her breasts were hanging heavily, her hard brown nipples pointing downward. Her black hair tented over us, enclosing us in a secret, incestuous world all our own.
But it was what she was doing behind, what I couldn't see, that really drove me wild. Apparently, my younger sister was no inexperienced lover; instead, she was an outright nympho! She did things with her tummy, her thighs, her hips, her buns-and especially with her fantastic pussy-that were absolutely incredible on my turgid length. Levering and gyrating, Angie didn't just boff me; she practically drew my climax out of me!
"Ohhh, damn!" I reacted. "Where did you learn how to bang like this? Woman, you're the best sister a guy could ever have!"
"I try," she laughed, in her low, sultry voice, as she proceeded to bring me higher and higher. "I try!"
At that rate, it wasn't long before went sailing off together to orgasm land. And when we did that, Angie gave me an additional surprise. Once, then twice, then three times, she lunged her magic pussy down on me, with amazing force and with a tantalizing pause in between. On the third lunge, I came with a corresponding strength that I'd never known I had in me.
"Ungh!" she grunted, as her hanging breasts shook and her whole slender body went rigid with sexual power. "Ungh! Ungh!"
"Ungh!" I echoed, straining up to her with every fiber of my being. I felt an enormous climax seize my frame, and my hugely engorged cock begin to pump a massive load. "Ungh! Ungh! Ahhhhh!"
My sister had come, too; I could feel her hot juices on my thighs. She collapsed down onto me, sighing contentedly, and for a long time we just lay that way, glued together in sex. Her big breasts pressed my chest, warming my heart in a way I'd never believed possible. I felt her sweet breath in my ear and her soft hair on my cheek as my hands lovingly stroked her sleek back and her sweet, naked buns.
"At the risk of sounding trite, I never knew it could be like that," I said, finally breaking the silence.
"It can be, and it was," beautiful Angie purred. "like you've surely guessed, I love sex and I've had a lot of lovers-but you, big brother, were the one I wanted most!"
"So that was it," I laughed. "You seduced me, you little minx! You knew I was lonely and horny when you came for your visit. But, much as I try to think I still have to come to terms, I'm comfortable with it, and I don't. It just happened, and I'm glad!"
"Me, too," my sister wholeheartedly agreed. "And let me say one more thing. It really couldn't ever have been like that, except with you and me."
"You're right," I nodded. "But I might have thought it wouldn't be quite so, well, physical."
"It was, though," Angie said. "Yet I think that was the proper way. To me-with a brother or anyone-the banging comes first and foremost, and the tenderness follows."
She paused, during which time she wiggled her hips sensuously.
"And as to the physical reality of it, dear Bro," she concluded with a smile, "let me remind you that your cock's still up inside me!"
That prompted us finally to disengage, and disengage we did. My wonderful, wanton sister raised her luscious loins off me with an actual sucking sound, and we hauled ourselves up from the hot, moist, rumpled bed.
We must have looked like a couple of exhausted athletes, with our hair all tousled and our bodies sticky with spunk and sweat. But, on that torrid summer night in my small city room, the athleticism had been sexual.
What's more, it had been evidenced during a first, brother-sister fuck!
"Damn, I'm hot," Angela said now, as I surveyed, with new, sexual eyes, her marvelous, naked body. "Do you have a shower in this dump, Nick?"
"Only an old, cracked tub," I laughed. "But a nice cool bath will do us both a world of good."
"Yes, it will cool most of us off," she observed, her brown eyes suddenly looking naughty. "But I'm not so sure about our privates!"
Then she minced off to the bathroom, with me following. Damn, how great she looked from behind! What a figure she had, what legs, and what a butt; I could also see her big breasts swinging out to her sides and her soft pubic fur between her thighs. Even her black hair hanging down toward her back was impossibly alluring.
What a young woman, what a sister, and now we were lovers. Yes, incest was best, and charity, not to mention sex, began at home!
We turned on the faucet, added some bubble soap, and silently waited. Now we were in full light, and our new relationship became even more real to us. But when I saw Angie that way, she, and it, only became more perfect. Her naked flesh was creamy and faultless, worthy of any man's, or any brother's, adoration.
When the tub had filled, we slid our bodies into it. I lay back, and she got in on top of me. As she sighed and laid her sweet head against mine, my hands involuntarily sought her full, upright breasts, her flat, slippery tummy, her firm, slick thighs and her sodden pubes.
Looking down along her wet, sleek form, which also bore islands of white bubbles, it was as if, especially as my sister, she was an integral part of myself.
"I don't believe you!" I laughed. "You knew we'd make it again, didn't you? But this is a pretty tough position, isn't it?"
"It is, Nickie," she agreed, as I felt her buns moving on my gut. "You could get your cock into me, but I've got a better idea. Why don't we dry-hump-though this won't exactly be dry!"
Angie paused.
"Besides," she concluded wantonly, "I've always wanted to see my own brother spurt!"
Needless to say, our situation in the bath, plus her candor, had again made me hard as a rock. My erection was standing up proudly between her legs, its head red and swollen and its thick, solid shaft tightly against her slit. It only remained for someone to move and apply some friction, and move, my sweet sis did!
"Ohhh. Ohhh!" she sighed, as she began to slide herself on me. "Ohhh, this is so liquid and heavenly. Ahhh!"
"Ohhh, yeah," I responded, levering my own hips upward to help us. I squeezed her full breasts, plucked at her hard brown nipples, and reached down below to finger her switched-on clit.
We proceeded to get carried away, by the cool water and the feel of each other. And if I'd wanted more tenderness in the act, then this was it. Slowly and sensuously my sister and I moved together, until we were more than ready for our release. Then it came, and we came, mixing our fluids with what was around us.
"Ohhh. Ahhhhh!" Angie moaned, her sweet pussy palpably spasming against the upper surface of my manhood. "Ohhh, Nickie. Ahhhhh!"
"Ohhh, yes!" I gasped, as that manhood went crazy, then jerked, then shot long streams of white stuff high into the humid air. "Ohhhhh!"
And if it was too tender, I only had to watch my incestuous partner as she swiped at my seed with her hands, then brought her fingers to her lips to wantonly lick it off them!
We got out of the tub, toweled off, and staggered to the bed. Then, and only then, did we fall asleep.
In the morning, I awoke naked next to Angela. With a start, I recalled what we'd done, still tending to dismiss it as a dream.
But it had been real, very real, and my beautiful, nude sister confirmed it. Opening her brown eyes, she immediately smiled and came into my arms.
"Well, Bro, what the heck are we going to do now?" she inquired. "I mean, that was just so intense."
"Maybe we should forget it ever happened," I opined. "No one will know, and we can go back to being the way we were."
"No, I don't think that's possible," Angie declared; her warm, sexy body snuggling close to me confirmed it. "We can't forget, we can't go back-and if we think it won't happen again, we're kidding ourselves."
"We can't have this all the time, though," I told her. "So I only hope it hasn't spoiled us for other partners."
"Probably not," she said. "But we may need to find lovers who are very different from ourselves, so that there'll be an opposite kind of attraction."
"You're right," I laughed, stroking her smooth, naked flesh. "What a smart young sis you are!"
And, to jump ahead a bit, that was precisely what we did. My dark sister eventually met and married sandy-haired Sam, who was sexually as conservative as she was a nympho, and who never even guessed how many other men she still had, including me. For my part, I married blonde Janice-but I'll get to her soon enough!
A lot had been done, and a lot had been settled; our whole lives had changed. But Angie still had most of her week-long visit left, so we decided to make the most of it with each other. If my bed had seen one torrid session of incestuous sex, it saw dozens more. Our attraction was insatiable, and we made it every morning before I left for work, every night when I came home, and often in between. Even when it wasn't in her, my cock was hard for my sensational sister!
One lunch hour, I took off from the job site and picked her up in my truck. She was wearing her short shorts and halter top again, and as we rode along, she shamelessly pulled one of her big, round breasts out. What's more, she ran her hand up one of her long, bare legs and tugged her shorts aside to show me the furry edge of her pussy!
"Oh, mercy!" I reacted. "That's just too much of a tease. How do you expect me to wait until tonight to get off?"
"I don't, Bro," she replied, a supremely wanton look in her dark eyes. "I'm going to take care of you right now!"
And she did. Leaning down over my lap, she unzipped my jeans and freed my huge erection. Her black hair tented over my lap as she got her sensuous lips, then her whole, hot mouth on me, and began to suck and tongue like an expert. Her head bobbed up and down as she blew me like she must have blown many lovers before.
"Ahhh. Ahhh, damn!" I sighed. "This is too much. Ahhh!"
"Mmmmm," Angie went, in turn. "Mmmmm!"
I could hardly concentrate on my driving. The old truck started to weave and sway as I built higher and higher. The way she was curled up on the seat next to me, my nineteen-year-old sister's barely clad body looked incredible. Much as I could ill afford to, I took one hand off the wheel and stroked her curves as she wriggled under my touch.
I was reaching under her and squeezing her naked breast when I suddenly came. The force of it nearly drove me through the roof, and I practically blasted her off me when I shot in her mouth! Glancing down, I saw gobs of my stuff flowing back out from between her lips. My own dear sis even did this for me!
"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh, yeah!" I bellowed. "Ohhh, what a feeling!"
"Maybe this is what that truck commercial really means," she joked, as she sat up and licked off her luscious mouth. She was totally free, and that was good.
Somehow, I had stayed on the road through it all, so I zipped my satisfied cock back in and drove on. But then I looked over at Angela.
"You didn't get yours, though," I observed. "We'll have to take care of that."
"So we will," she laughed throatily. "But it'll be pretty difficult for you to eat me."
"Well, I can do something almost as good," I replied. And I did!
Reaching over, I unzipped her shorts. Then I slid my hand down under her panties and found her hot, slippery slit. I used my middle finger to stroke her clit for a while, which made her throw back her head, close her eyes, open her mouth and sigh deeply. She even reached up and pulled both big breasts out of her top, and massaged them and plucked at her hard brown nipples.
Then, still keeping contact with her joy button, I slipped my finger up inside her. She began to move on it wildly, gyrating her hips and tensing her tummy. I felt her intense inner heat as she went for an orgasm, her hot juices flowing.
"Ohhh! Oh, Nick!" my sister gasped, her loins suddenly exploding on my hand. "Oh, this is great. Oh, thank you. Ohhh!"
"My pleasure," I laughed, taking my finger out of her and actually licking it off. "What's a brother for?"
So that was our encounter in my truck-or from my standpoint, a "track suck"!
On another occasion, Angie did an impromptu dance for me in my room. Instantly, my dingy surroundings were transformed into a high-class strip club, or even a sultan's palace. That was because she was more beautiful than any stripper I'd ever seen, or any harem girl I might have!
But it was even better than if she'd just done a normal bump and grind. She'd had a few ballet lessons, and that was how she danced instead. Clad in only a short white nightie, she got up on her toes and twirled around, her black hair flowing, as I sat on a straight chair and watched.
The important difference from a real ballet was that I could see her hard, lovely nipples through the cloth, not to mention her gorgeous buns and some other black hair when her skirt went up in her twirling!
"If you danced like that in public, it would be a sold-out performance," I laughed. "I don't think anyone ever went to a ballet theater and saw an actual pussy!"
"But this is all for you, Bro," she giggled, her brown eyes gleaming with wanton delight. "All for you!"
Then she bounded onto my lap, her luscious thighs straddling me. This kind of play always ended in intercourse for us, and so it did now. My hard cock seemed to find its way out of my pants at such times, and my sister's hot, wet pussy found its own way down onto it.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh," Angie panted, beginning to hump me like there was no tomorrow. As she faced me, her graceful arms were around my neck and her beautiful face inches away. It blurred as I kissed her deeply, with much more than a brotherly kiss. We were kissing above, but we were also balling below!
"Ahhh. Ahhh!" I sighed, becoming lost once again in our incestuous paradise. How could anything be wrong that felt so right? My eager hands reached up between us to cup her marvelous boobs, then around and down her back to grasp her perfect buns. I even slid my finger down her cleft to feel where we were joining.
As always, we went on to a magnificent, mutual climax. My sister's thighs tightened on me as she rode it to the fullest, and I could feel her pussy seize my rod, as well. I lunged up into her, getting my rocks off like crazy and giving her yet another hot, thick load.
"Ooof. Ooof. Ooof!" she went, coming so much that I thought she'd never stop. "Ohhh, Nickie!"
"Oh, yeah. Damn. Ohhhhh!" I chimed in. "Ohhh, this is the best!"
Then it was time for lovely Angela's visit to end. I saw her off at the bus station, still scarcely believing what had happened during that wonderful week. I had fucked my own sister every which way and a multitude of times, with no end in sight!
To make a long story short, Angie came to see me other times, and I do mean "came"! Doubtless inspired by our affair, I made my construction business a success, and I even earned a college degree in night school. After a few years, she moved to the city herself, married Sam, and started to work in my office, where she's been-and where we often get it on!-ever since.
Sometimes, we still entertain ideas of running away and making our relationship our only one. We might move to a town where nobody knows us, and live together as husband and wife. But, for the reasons we discussed on our first night together, we know that wouldn't do.
And sometimes, our brother-sister bond almost becomes too strong, threatening to take us above the normal world and destroy us. But it's at precisely such times that we're thankful for the thing we decided that same night: to find and marry our opposites; partners who'd distract us from each other and help us keep our feet on the ground.
In my case, it was Janice. Speaking of down-to-earth, however, little did I know what a tough, earthy woman I'd find!
So I think I'll stay in flashback mode, and tell you how I met my amazing wife!
CHAPTER THREE
My business had grown. I had a subcontracting job on a tall office building, and quite frankly, I was scared as hell. I had to go up on the high iron with the guys who did it all the time, and I never did get used to it. While I never had to walk the girders like they did, there were plenty of days when I stood on the edge of a floor with nothing but a rope between me and oblivion.
But one of the "guys" was a blonde woman named Janice! She was in her mid-twenties, and her tanned, buffed body was a sight to behold. From her short, curly hair, to her muscular arms, to her hard round breasts, to her washboard abs, incredibly tight buns, and sinewy legs, she was an outright amazon.
The men on the main job had at first resisted her coming to work with them, but she'd proved so strong and agile that they'd learned to respect her. They also talked about whether she was lesbian or bi. Their most usual talk, though, centered on their attraction to her. In other words, "Damn, would I like to fuck that Janice!"
Nor did it give them any peace that she dressed like they did, in a cut-off T-shirt, ragged denim shorts, and construction boots. She even wore a tool belt that made her look kinky as hell! Yes, Janice was a buff goddess, and we all lusted after her bod.
But, wonder of wonders, she turned out to have eyes for me!
One afternoon, she and I were working alone on the thirtieth floor. It was the middle of summer, hot as blazes, and I'd stripped off my shirt to catch whatever breeze there was. My tanned torso was slick with sweat, and I caught Janice looking me over.
"Nice muscles, Nick," she laughed, hands on sexy hips. She was as forward as my sister, but with a different style.
"Thanks," I grinned. "But shut up and make the joint."
I was pretending to refer to the piece of steel she was bolting into place. I knew she'd catch my double meaning, though, and she did.
"I'd like to make your joint," the tough young blonde replied. "After all, I'm an expert at 'erections'! "
Our mutual lust was all out in the open now, as free as the air on the thirtieth floor. My cock was hard in my jeans, and I knew she could see the bulge. Our eyes met, and we knew we'd go out and score the minute we hit the ground after work.
But little could I guess what would happen right away!
"Whew! It's hot up here," Janice laughed. "I think I'll take my shirt off, too!"
To my wonderment, she did, baring her whole upper body. Her breasts were so high, round, and firm that she didn't need a bra, so I could see her whole tanned chest and back. The fact that she was still wearing her tool belt, denim shorts, and boots added to the sight. My cock started to drip in response.
Who said muscular women weren't sexy? I had a sudden fantasy of all women who worked outdoors going around topless just like men.
"Damn!" I finally reacted. "Now I'm really hot, but it isn't the weather!"
"Me, too," the curly-haired blonde replied. "My pussy's creaming like crazy. Look, Nick!"
Then she truly blew my mind. She unhooked her tool belt, reached for her zipper, and wiggled out of her shorts and panties, giving me an eyeful of her hard tummy and her tight, exciting buns. Even more, though, there was her yellow-furred pussy, which was partway open and visibly wet.
I swallowed hard. "If I didn't know better," I gasped, "I'd say you want to do it right now, right here."
"You don't know better!" Janice exulted, running over and leaping onto me, her arms around my neck and her strong legs hugging my middle. "I want your big 'steely rod.' We're on the high iron, and I want you to give me a high hard one, for sure!"
There was no argument from me! Here was that buff goddess, naked except for her kinky boots, clinging to me and begging for my cock. I unzipped my jeans, letting my big, stiff member snap up into her crotch. With no effort at all, it slid on up into her hot, slippery tightness. She lowered herself onto it to the hilt, gasping with a feminine glee despite her general personality.
"Ohhh, Nick!" she went, her blue eyes bulging with lust. "We're doing it. Ohhh, fuck me. Yesss!"
"Damn right," I laughed, as we got into the action. "I'll give you all you can handle!"
But it turned out to be Janice who did most of the work! She was in such fantastic shape that she moved on me easily, using my whole, upright length in her rhythmic lunges. I was still in a standing position, and my tensed legs only increased my cock's excitement. I did get my hands under her butt, but that wasn't necessary to help her. Instead, it was I who got the thrill of feeling her hard, smooth buns and the slick, furry place between them!
"Ohhh, yeah!" the buff blonde panted, breathing hotly into my face. "Yeah!"
"Ungh!" I responded, knowing I was involved in one of the greatest bangs of my life. "Ungh!"
In a minute, I was ready to come, and what a powerful come it would be! Just then, though, I regained consciousness of my surroundings. There I was, standing in the middle of the thirtieth floor of an unfinished building high above the city, with that muscular nympho wrapped around me. No one could see us, but I wouldn't have cared if they could. I was totally into the sex, and into her, and that was just fine.
But it may have been her thoughts that had made me look around-because she proceeded to make our encounter even wilder!
"Let's finish up over there, Nick," she laughed, suddenly stopping her wanton motion. "I've done it before there with guys, and I think you'll really like it."
I followed Janice's eyes-to a twelve-inch-wide steel girder that hadn't been floored over yet. I felt my palms sweat, and not from sexual tension.
"You're kidding," I said. "You want me to stand and balance us on that?"
"No, silly," she replied. "You're supposed to lay me down on it. Even that way, it will be a real blast!"
She was as crazy as all the people who worked on the high iron, but it also carried over to her sexuality! I knew I'd be as crazy if I followed her lead, but I just couldn't help myself. So, shaking like a leaf in spite of my own muscles, I walked her across the floor.
Then I took three steps out onto the girder, and laid her down!
We began banging again, now with me lunging into her. She raised her sinewy legs onto my shoulders, opened her dripping pussy to the fullest. Her breasts stood up like hard, ripe melons, barely bobbing because of their incredible tone. Her nipples looked like rivets on top of them!
It was enough to be plunging into that tough blonde's steaming pussy. We went at it more and more hotly, until sweat poured off our athletically straining bodies. We built higher and higher, accompanied by the sound of flesh meeting turned-on flesh.
But there was also where we were. Three hundred feet of sheer space was below us, into which we might fall at any moment! We both had good balance, but we could very easily get carried away with the sex and tumble off the girder.
Janice had been right. The danger was the biggest thrill of all!
"Damn, this is too much!" I gasped, my heart pounding. "You are one crazy nympho 'broad'! "
"Then maybe you'd better end it, Nick," she challenged. "And you can do that by making us come!"
So I lunged deeply and hardly into her, bringing us off like I was a pile driver. Her strength hadn't intimidated me; instead, as a strong woman should do with all good men, it had only made me more powerful. As her every muscle flexed to the max, her pussy contracted around me like it would never let go. In response, my hugely engorged cock went through a sledgehammer orgasm, one that stiffened my spine and curled my fingers and toes.
"Oh! Oh! Oh, damn!" I bellowed, so loudly that I thought the whole city heard. "Oh!"
"Oh, wow!" Janice echoed, clenching her fists and jamming her mound up against me, her insides spasming strongly. "Oh, fuck. Ohhhhh!"
Then we almost did lose it! Her sweaty butt slid sideways, threatening to drop off the girder. And my head swam so much from my orgasm that I nearly lost my own balance.
It would literally have been a climax to end all. We would have been free-falling through space, coming every second. It would have been our first and last time, but what a way to go!
We recovered, though, and I pumped that buff blonde's hot, tight, slippery pussy full of generous gobs of my stuff. Nor was it our imagination that the tingle we felt from our near-disaster, and the weird sensation in our guts, made our final fulfillment even better.
She and I were again literally on top of the world!
We disengaged. Being human, I was glad to get back off that steel girder and onto the flooring of the thirtieth story. I'd never try anything like that again, no matter how much crazy Janice coaxed me.
There was no question of doing any more work that day, either, so she and I got dressed and headed for the construction elevator. But I knew I'd always be driven wild by my memory of what we'd just done. To think that some people bragged about only balling on airplanes!
I knew something else. Even if I didn't risk my life to follow her, that tough nympho would lead me into more than enough outrageous pleasures. I was crazy enough for her, and I had to have her for good!
But I lost track of her for a while, during which time she doubtless boffed other lucky guys. One equally hot evening, though, I spotted her on the street when I was driving home in my old, beat-up truck.
Janice had been working on a 'safer' construction job; the building was only ten stories high! She was putting away her tools for the day, and she was grimy and sweaty. Clad in the same T-shirt, shorts, and boots, she looked better, not to mention kinkier, than ever.
"Hey, Jan!" I called, pulling to a stop. "How's it going?"
"Damn fine, Nick," she answered, recognizing me and walking over to the passenger side window. "Damn fine!"
Her yellow curls were tousled and dusty, and her strong pecs lifted her breasts to their usual, stiff-nippled hardness. Needless to say, my cock was already threatening to bust my jeans. I needed to jump her muscular bod again.
Plus, there was the fact that she was so outright soiled, as she really hadn't been when we'd made it on the thirtieth floor. Show me a man who isn't secretly attracted to a literally dirty woman, and I'll show you a wimp!
"You look like you need a beer and a shower, in that order," I laughed, reaching over and opening the door for her. "Need a ride? Hop in!"
"I do," Janice grinned, sliding onto the worn seat. "And I guess you can give me both of them."
"Yeah," I confirmed. "And a big, hard cock in between!"
So I drove her to my place, and we had the beer. We gulped our cold, refreshing brews, though, because we were even thirstier for each other! Springing up from where we were sitting opposite, we came, or rather crashed, into each other's arms.
Our bodies met with a lust and a heat that was incredible.
"Oh, Nick!" the buff blonde gasped, digging her fingers into my shoulders. "I've missed you. I think you're the one!"
"Me, too," I laughed, getting my hands reacquainted with her taut back and her hard, exciting buns. "This time, let's stay together!"
But first, we had to get together, and that was surely what we did. I went to work on her T-shirt, yanking it up and off over her head. I got my chest bare, too, putting it in direct contact with her amazingly hard, round breasts and her stiff red nipples. I'd still been dressed when we'd gone at it before, but now I wanted it to be in the buff, indeed.
Then I unzipped her shorts and pushed them down, pausing for a moment to think what turned me on so much about denim on a woman. Probably it was that it was so rough compared to the wearer's smoothness, which was a real kinky thing. Or better yet, it was because she wore such a demure garment under it-which fact was confirmed right now by the flowered panties that I proceeded to strip off Janice!
At any rate, I got her naked, and myself as well. Now she could see every inch of my tanned, muscular form, which matched up so well with her own. Yeah, I wanted her to admire me as I did her, and admire me she did!
"Damn, you're an Adonis, Nick," she purred, running her fingers over me. "I thought so, but now I know it."
"It must be my heritage," I grinned. "But my best muscle is the one between my legs!"
Then she seized that muscle gleefully with both hands, and actually pulled me by it to the bed! She fell back on the mattress, lifted her sinewy arms over her blonde head, and stretched and writhed wantonly. Her muscles rippled, her boobs stood up as perfect hemispheres, and her pelvis lifted and waved in invitation.
"Fuck me, stud," she said. "Fuck me now!"
And so I did. I went down on top of her, my cock sliding unerringly into her hot, tight love hole. I was back inside her, and what a thrill it was!
I began humping Janice with an absolute will. There was the relative springiness of her boobs against my chest, but the rest of her was as hard and exciting as before. Also, she went at it in an offhand way this time, as if she was so tough she didn't care. But there was something about that that made it even wilder!
like I said, there was also the fact that she was grimy from work. The streaks of construction dirt on her bare flesh were a major turn-on!
"Oh, yeah, fuck, oh, lover," she chanted. "Oh, do it to me, Nick!"
"I'll do it," I panted, as I plunged my outsized manhood into her like a well-oiled machine. "I'll do it forever!"
Then we rolled over and she started to ride me. On the high iron, it had been just a couple of positions, but now we could explore more possibilities! I could really see her tight mouth and sex-obsessed blue eyes, her strong arms braced on my chest, her flexed abs and her steely thighs. Bouncing strongly and rhythmically, she got her whole body into it-a body that was practically a muscular extension of the "muscle" that was her fantastic loins!
"Yeah, ride me, babe!" I urged her, my cock feeling huge, stiff, and marvelous from end to end.
"Ungh. Ungh. Ungh!" Janice grunted happily, gazing down at me with ultimate candor. There were no little squeals or sighs from this tough woman!
Her body was simply spectacular, without an ounce of surplus flesh. The way her feminine muscles moved drove me wild. Her shoulders, pecs, abs, buns, and thighs rippled and flexed. The only relatively softer parts of her were her breasts and her pussy, and those were even more thrilling because of their contrast with the rest of her hard form.
Then we came, with a blast that was easily equal to the one we'd enjoyed on the high iron! I lunged my thick, towering member up at her, going as deep as I could. She took it readily, seizing it with her inner muscles and virtually sucking my orgasm out of me as before. Her pussy seemed to have a mind and a control all its own!
"Oh, yeah. Ahhhhh!" I gasped, as I gave her another big shot of what she obviously wanted: my hot, copious man-stuff. My pumping cock felt more than great, from its base to its tip.
"Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Ungh!" my tough partner echoed, throwing back her curly blonde head, shutting her eyes, and gritting her teeth from the strength of her own big O. She took her hands off me and grabbed her breasts, squeezing her nipples between her fingers.
At last, panting and laughing throatily, she collapsed down on top of me.
We could have done more, such as have our first oral encounter, but there would be time for that later. As it was, we were hungry as hell from our hard day's work and now the sex. Nice work if you could get it!
So we uncoupled, and I showered and put on some clean clothes. Then I drove her to her place, where she cleaned up and wiggled into a short, low-cut dress. In a different way, she was just as sexy as she'd been in her work clothes. Her breasts swelled up and outward, and her buff body looked like a model's.
"I'm glad you don't think I'm threatening," Janice said, reading my thoughts. "A woman can be strong and tough, and still be feminine."
"You're the proof of that," I laughed, giving her a hug. As further proof, my cock was "threatening" to get hard again!
Then we went to a nice restaurant and had a big, satisfying dinner. And that was where, and when, it happened.
"Marry me," I said over coffee. "I need you all the time."
She shrugged her shoulders. "Sure. Me, too. But, like you might have guessed, I can't always be faithful. Also, I sometimes go both ways."
I smiled. "No problem. I'm sure I'll do some straight straying of my own."
Then, feeling she had a right to know, I told her about my relationship with my sister; she was the first person I'd ever told. But, while she raised her eyebrows, Janice didn't have a problem with that, either.
"You know, all that stuff about male-female roles is bullshit," she mused as we left the restaurant. "I think you really do need someone like me."
I surely agreed. My buff bride-to-be had made me more of a man, not less of one. Despite or because of our tough, athletic sex, I'd found an inner peace I'd never known. And the orgasms she gave me were something else again!
So we got married, and I did have a blonde partner who was opposite to my and my sister's darkness, just as Angela did with her husband, Sam. But if you think I'm done telling about my sister and myself, you're mistaken.
I said that my wife now knew about my incestuous affair with Angie. And I said that Janice told me she sometimes went both ways.
But what if I were to tell you that it all literally came together, with my wife, my sister, and me?
Well, that's exactly what happened!
CHAPTER FOUR
Janice and I moved into a house, and Angela often dropped by. At first, my sister and I confined our sexual hijinks to the office, as we mostly do today. But, since my wife did know about us, we did make it in my home every once in awhile when she was out. And, because Angie knew that she knew, neither one of us was uncomfortable with it.
Still, we tried to be discreet. One winter afternoon, however, Janice returned to the house unexpectedly!
My sis and I were just finishing a particularly satisfying round of sex. She was lying back on my king-size bed, her beautiful face drunk with lust and her black hair fanned out on a pillow. Her slender figure looked like that of a dark Venus, with her hard-nippled breasts standing up proudly, her perfect curves nudely displayed, and her silky thighs spread to reveal her ideal, creaming pussy. In her early twenties now, she was the kind of woman any man would give anything for.
And I should know-because, at the moment, my rigid cock was moving inside that pussy! I was doing my sister proud, supporting myself on my elbows and levering into her as if inspired. Her hot, young tightness felt marvelous on my sensitive length, and we both were on the verge of a magnificent orgasm.
Then it washed over us, and what a sensation it was! One of the quieter kind, it brought release more than wildness, with a minimum of stiffening and thrashing around. But the pleasure was still intense, carrying us off to the brother-sister world of sex that by now had become our familiar domain.
"Oh! Ohhh, yeah!" I sighed, as I began to shoot inside her. "Ohhh, Angie!"
"Ohhh, Nick!" she responded, savoring her own delight. "Ohhhhh!"
It was all in the family, indeed!
I pulled out, and lay back beside her, full of my usual wonder that such a thing could be. I gazed down at her naked, satisfied body and at mine, thinking how fine we looked together.
But just then, we became aware of someone else in the room. We heard her before we saw her, as she woke us from our incestuous dream with a start.
"Bravo!" she was cheering, also clapping her hands. "Bravo!"
Now that I was more affluent, I had sometimes gone to concerts. But I'd never heard of anyone giving a standing ovation to a performance of sex!
It was Janice, of course. Now everything was literally out in the open, and that was really how it should be. If none of the three of us had any hang-ups about what we knew full well was going on, then why pretend-or even be private about it?
My buff blonde wife was characteristically earthy about it, too. Leaning against the frame of the bedroom door, clad in a tight black jumpsuit and a short, furry jacket, she continued to react just as I might have expected.
"Damn!" she exclaimed. "The thought of it was a turn-on, but that was nothing compared to actually seeing it. You and your sister, Nickie-damn!"
I wondered if I should get up from the bed and bow from the waist to acknowledge her applause. But I decided against it, although I had entered into a spirit of fun about the whole thing-and so, I saw from her smile, had Angie.
The ice had been broken. It only remained to see where that fact would lead us all!
With a wanton smile, my spouse stripped off her jacket and jumpsuit, and stood proudly and defiantly naked before my sister and me. She hadn't worn any underwear; with her hard body, she didn't need to.
As always, I thrilled at the sight of her perfectly defined feminine muscles, not to mention her incredibly firm breasts and her exciting, yellow-furred womanhood. But so did someone else, and that was Angela!
"Oh, wow!" she gasped from the bed. "You really are something, aren't you, Jan?"
She paused, during which time her beautiful nude body seemed to writhe involuntarily.
"I might have known how great you are, since my brother-likes you," my sweet young sis concluded. "But I never saw you naked before, not even in a locker room. And now-wow!"
A long moment passed. Then, however, my dear wife responded exactly as she should.
"You like my body," she laughed huskily, sticking out her chest, putting her hands on her hips, and thrusting her womanhood forward. "But wait until you see how your brother and I fuck!"
Janice walked toward us.
"Move over," she finished. "Because here I come!"
Angie did give her room, and she bounded onto me. My cock was fully hard again, and she knelt and straddled me athletically. Lowering her hot, ready pussy onto me inch by delicious inch, she took me to the hilt. She smiled briefly over at my sister as if to say, "Look, I've got him!"
Then, as Angie leaned up on one elbow to watch, she humped me like crazy. She was so strong that she didn't even need to put her hands on my chest to help herself. Instead, she held them on top of her head, with her fingers in her blonde curls. That raised her breasts to perfect, hard-nippled roundness, as if they weren't firm enough already!
Janice bounced up and down, applying her patented inner suction to my switched-on member. She was sort of squatting, using mainly her thigh muscles, which flexed excitingly. Not meeting my eyes, she seemed to be in a wanton world all her own.
"Oh, yeah!" I panted, as I felt myself building to a major orgasm in record time. "Yeah!" I didn't even touch her, not wanting to interfere in the least with what she was doing.
"Ungh," was her only response. "Ungh!"
But there was someone else who was responding, and that was beautiful, dark-haired Angie. Glancing over, I saw that she was becoming wildly aroused by what she was viewing. She'd had many lovers, but I didn't think she'd ever seen sex in the flesh between others. Now her mouth was open, her nipples were hard, and one hand had strayed down between her luscious thighs. She was playing along, stroking her wet, furry slit!
"Ohhh!" my sister sighed. "Ohhh!" At the rate she was going, she'd come before I did!
But then, to my further amazement and deep delight, she got up on her knees and joined Janice and me! She reached down and massaged my heaving chest, then upward toward my buff blonde wife's strenuously moving body. For a moment, her hand hesitated, but then it began avidly to explore the other woman's naked arms, back, buns, and legs. She even ventured to touch her breasts and tummy, not stopping until she was fingering her pussy and then my cock as it was going in. She wasn't as shy as I had been!
That made two more firsts for beauteous Angie. She was actively involved in a three-way, and she was having her first lesbian experience! I would have known if she'd been with a woman before, since we shared everything.
"Yeah, do that," Janice coached her, breaking her relative silence. "Let yourself go, sweet sis-in-law!"
"You two looked so happy," Angela laughed, "that I just had to move on in!"
So the three of us moved as one, until at least two of us went on to come. The whole thing really had me going by now, and I suddenly bucked strongly upward and shot my wad into my buff wife's suctioning pussy. At the same time, her insides spasmed and her feminine muscles rippled as she joined me in orgasm.
"Ungh!" we chorused. "Ungh! Ungh! Ahhhhh!"
Needless to say, our climax was made even more intense by the knowledge that Angie was watching and helping. In this case, three was company, not a crowd.
Janice raised up off me. My satisfied cock was slick with her juice, and some of my stuff was oozing out of her pussy. My sister's thighs were also moist; we were all the way into it now.
But that was only the second act of the "performance," if you counted the initial two-way between Angie and me. There were two more to "come"!
My wanton wife surveyed my sexy sister. "You didn't get yours," she observed. Indeed, the other had wound up only assisting us.
"No, I didn't," Angela replied challengingly. While I was lying back, they were kneeling opposite each other on the bed.
"I can take care of that," I offered. "Just give me a couple of minutes to get hard again." Given the inspiration that was before me, I knew I could.
"No, I'll do it," Janice replied, reaching out her muscular arms. "Oh, yes, I will!" And she went on to cup the other's spectacular breasts!
There it was. My wife and my sister were going to make it, with me watching. Was there any argument from me? No way!
First, they went into a heavy clinch. Pressing their tits tight together, they also got their furry mounds, one blonde and one dark, in tight, grinding contact. They closed their eyes and kissed deeply, getting their hot red tongues into the action. Their hands wandered excitedly over each other's back, then moved down to cup and squeeze firm, round buns.
It was wild to see the contrast of their naked figures. Both of them were in great shape, but Janice was so buff, while Angie was smoother and silkier. My sister had said we should find differing partners, but I'd never dreamed she'd someday be boffing mine!
"Ohhh, honey!" they purred, getting more and more passionate. "Ohhh, love doll!" It was all I could do to keep from joining them, but I sensed that would be act four!
Then my crazy wife pushed Angie over backward. Getting on top of her, she got her slippery thigh between hers, and they humped that way for a while. After that, though, they really got down to the business of pleasure.
Janice shifted position athletically, bringing them head to foot. They were going to do some muff-diving now! Sure enough, they buried their head in each other's steamy crotch, and began avidly lapping and tonguing. I wasn't that experienced, so I'd never seen real lesbo action before, just as my sister had never had any. For both of us, it was a revelation!
"Mmmmm!" my wife hummed, surely finding her partner's clit and flicking it rapidly with her tongue tip. Now their breasts were pressing each other's tummy, and those tummies were tensing with gladness.
"Mmmmm!" Angie echoed, just as surely lifting her head and licking her lover's own joy button. I could see Janice's raised butt tighten with delight. .
They ate each other to their hearts' content, and mine. Wilder and wilder they got, until I thought they'd explode with feminine lust!
Then they did come, and what a big, lesbian O it was! Their naked bodies convulsing with delight, they took the sweet ride to a sapphic paradise all their own.
"Ohhh, pussy!" they gasped, as their hot juice flooded onto each other's thirsty lips. "Ohhhhh!"
"I think I'll do this more often," my sweet sister said after she'd caught her breath. The words came from her wild situation between my wife's slippery thighs.
"I hope you will," my wanton bride laughed. "I never rule anything out between consenting adults. And, after all, you're already fucking your brother!"
"Which reminds me," I ventured to say. "Girls will be girls, but couldn't you give a poor old guy a break?"
They looked over at me, whom they'd actually forgotten in their single-minded lesbian pursuits. When they did, they saw that my cock was hugely hard and pointing at the ceiling!
"Oh, you poor dear," Janice teased, pursing her lips. "Of course we'll take care of you. You're the missing link, the guy who brought us together!"
She paused.
"And," she concluded, "we'll do it in a way that will blow your ever-loving mind!"
At that, she reversed position on the bed, so that she was on all fours but with her blonde head toward the top again. She also urged dark-haired Angie out from underneath her and up to her hands and knees beside her. It was a supremely earthy position, just as I might have expected of her.
There they were, with their fine, hard-nippled breasts pointing downward, their backs curving gracefully, and their sweet butts raised. That wasn't to mention their hot, wet pussies, which were exposed to the pink, tender folds.
"Come on, dear husband, dear brother," my wild wife laughed. "Do we have to draw you a map?"
They certainly didn't. In a minute, I was up on my knees behind her, plunging my crazy cock into her outrageous love hole!
It was like an ultimate wet dream. Holding onto Janice's trim waist, I banged her like a house on fire, using my whole, rigid length and lunging deeply. Her head thrashed around, her yellow curls shaking, and her breasts jogged back and forth beneath her. Damn, what an incredible woman I'd married!
But that wasn't all of it, of course. Sliding out and switching to Angie, I banged her, too, as her black hair hung and swung and her smooth, gorgeous body quivered. I was certainly in a sensual paradise!
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" I panted. I had never even boffed two women at once before, much less two like these!
Wife. Sister. Wife and sister. The words, and the women, seemed to blend in my mind. I switched back and forth between them, who knows how many times. In the end, I was purely awash in a sea of familial lust!
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" I gasped, as I plunged and lunged. "Ohhh, yeah!"
I didn't even want to come; I wanted to keep going like that forever. But come I did, with a mighty blast that rocked me forward, then back on my heels. I came for a long time, too. It was enough so that my cock pulsated in one of my partners, then continued in the other when I switched to her.
They were wriggling their butts and getting off, too, and I slapped their cheeks lightly to help them along. Their heads, one blonde and one dark, shook with ecstasy, as I threw mine back, closed my eyes, and gritted my teeth with the sheer joy of it.
"Ohhh, damn!" I shouted. "This is too much. Ohhhh!"
"Damn right!" Janice agreed, in a loud, throaty voice, her every muscle flexing. "Yeah!"
"Way cool!" squealed Angie, her beautiful body shuddering. "Way cool!"
It only remained to shoot my stuff, but I couldn't decide in whom to shoot it! Which woman's pussy would be best for me, my wife's or my sister's? More importantly, would one of them be jealous if I chose the other?
What a sweet dilemma! But I solved it by shooting in neither, by pulling out and hosing my hot, white sperm, in classic "come shot" fashion, all over the bed.
Rearranging ourselves, we lay back with me in the middle. If you'd happened onto us as Janice had surprised Angie and me, you'd have assumed we'd just finished a very nice three-way. You'd have seen my satisfied cock, and the young women's soggy, happy pussies.
You'd never have guessed that the women were the guy's sister and wife, or that the two of them had just gone lesbo, as well!
But it had happened, to the more extreme delectation of all of us. And we had to come to terms with it now.
"What do we do for an encore?" young Angie asked, playing with a strand of her shoulder-length black hair. Her other hand was stroking her matching pussy fur!
"Simple," Janice laughed huskily. "We do more of the same, whenever we feel like it." Her toughness made the hardest decisions easy.
"No argument here," I grinned, noting that no one had raised a single reservation about it. "Ladies, I'm always at your service, and mine!"
So that was how it was, and how it's been. The family that plays together stays together, and that's what we've done. While my sex with Angie is usually at the office, and my Janice-boffing is usually at home, we still do frequent three-ways. We go out to a imagine restaurant first, after which we let the sky be the limit to our erotic imaginations.
That isn't to mention the fact that my wife and my sister do some private lesbo humping, too!
But now, let me bring things back closer to the present. You'll recall that Angie and I had just screwed our brains out on my desk, and she had left me sitting there daydreaming.
It had only been a warm-up, though. That very night, we were to have our first experience with a place where even more would happen!
CHAPTER FIVE
Curious Angie had read about the club in a swingers' newspaper. The advertisement had been cryptic, but she'd guessed what it really was for. So, her beautiful face looking very interested, she had come into my office and shown it to me.
"It's just what you think," I'd nodded. "A private club for people like us! Not only brothers and sisters who are making it with each other, but also folks like uncles and nieces, aunts and nephews. And for all I know, sisters and sisters, aunts and nieces!"
"Well, we'll just have to join," she'd said. "We've been secret about our affair for too long. It's good that the general public doesn't know, but it would be nice to let it all hang out with like-minded folks. It would be a confirmation, sort of."
She paused.
"Besides," my sister concluded with a wanton smile, "they probably have regular orgies, and that kind of orgy would be a blast!"
So we'd answered the ad, and now we were standing in front of the paneled door of a big stone mansion in one of the old suburbs. We knocked, and a thirtyish blonde woman in a thin white evening gown ushered us in.
"Hi, I'm Lisa," she greeted us. "And this is my brother, Ryan. Welcome to our humble abode!"
Next to her stood a yellow-haired guy in a tux. We hadn't known the evening was supposed to be formal, so we apologized for being in leisure wear. But we guessed that the black-tie formality would be a kinky contrast to the eventual naked sex!
"Hi, people," Ryan grinned. "To make a long story short, Lisa's and my parents died, and we moved back into the mansion. We decided to devote our lives to making it a private club for incest."
He concluded. "It was a natural. That was because my pretty sis and I had been fucking each other ever since we were nineteen and twenty-one years old!"
Then they had us follow them to the huge living room, which had oak paneled walls, a marble floor with an Oriental rug, a molded plaster ceiling, stained glass windows, Corinthian columns, and a carved stone fireplace with a blazing fire.
It was good that it was warm, because several dozen naked couples were already going at it on the plurality of sofas that were placed around the room!
"Enjoy," Lisa laughed, noting our delighted reaction. "At midnight, there's a big supper in the dining salon; heaven knows, everyone works up an appetite! It's all free, just as we've broken through barriers, and just as our brand of sex is free between ourselves."
"Yes, take your clothes off and get acquainted," Ryan said. "But there is one rule."
He paused, as we looked at him questioningly.
"Un-like conventional orgies," he laughed, "we don't swing and switch around, we don't boff everyone. It has to be incest, or watching incest. But we find that makes it wilder still!"
Contrary to what we might have thought, Angie and I had to agree. So we got ourselves nakedthere was even a uniformed maid to take our clothes-and we plunged into the scene. It was exciting enough to be among so many pleasure-seeking people, since we'd experienced no more than threesomes before.
We were singled out and welcomed, too. Whenever an incestuous pair finished a carnal act, or before they began a new one, they came up, introduced themselves, and said how great it was to have such a good-looking new "couple" with them.
Did I say, "pair"? Because there were a few m'nages that consisted of more than two!
Yes, we were ready to join these people, and join them we did. And our first act was to make it in front of them! It seemed to be expected, like a rite of initiation to the club. Besides, my sweet sister and I had never had sex with anyone but Janice watching, and now there was the thrill of having dozens looking on.
Finding a vacant couch, Angela lay back on it, her dark hair framing her beautiful face and her brown eyes gazing expectantly up at me. Her nude body looked perfect, from her soft shoulders, to her round, upstanding breasts, to her smooth, flat tummy, to her gracefully curving hips and thighs. Her pussy looked so tempting, too, with its brownish outer lips and the wet pinkness just visible between them.
For a moment, I took stock. There I was, about to be intimate with a lovely young woman once more, and that woman was my own sister. Moreover, I was about to do it in front of a crowd!
But it felt so right, and so did I. Indeed, my cock was so hard that it was pointing upward, and my balls were so swollen that they ached. So much for getting cold feet when doing it in public; the exact reverse was the result!
"Come on, Nick," Angie candidly reminded me, as the others chuckled. "It's time to fuck!"
"Sorry," I laughed. "At your service!"
At that, I lowered myself over her and plunged my rod all the way in.
It didn't take long for me to find out that my partner was inspired by the whole scene, and so was I. Her pussy had never felt hotter and slicker, and her body had seldom moved with such passion! She was a symphony of lust, my sister was; an absolute symphony of lust.
Her hips levered up at me with an athleticism that approached my buff wife's. Her breasts jogged strongly in rhythm, and her fingers clutched my back. She rolled her head from side to side, closed her eyes, and tightened her mouth as she concentrated completely on sex.
For my part, I plunged my manhood into her with a will I hadn't known I possessed. Every inch of me was highly sensitized, and not just my engorged length. My whole body felt marvelous, from throbbing head to curling toe. It was all right now, our incest; dozens of people were there to attest to it.
Still, there was the thrill of the forbidden, and I realized that had always been a part of it, too!
"Uhhh!" I gasped, as I banged my sister for dear life. "Uhhh!" My heat fully matched hers, and I knew it wouldn't be long now.
Nor was it! Catching us by complete surprise, a climax surely sent by some outside force suddenly seized us, making us nearly faint from its intensity. An instant later, my crazy cock was pumping her magic pussy full.
"Nnn! Nnn!" she went.
"Uhhh! Uhhh!" I gasped.
Then, together, "Ohhhhh!"
But we heard more than the sound of our own voices, when we once again consummated our incestuous affair.
"Bravo!" those around us, and like us, were cheering, just as Janice had done. "Bravo! Yes!"
When I was able to, I slid out of Angie and struggled to my feet. I had shot so much stuff that I wondered if some of it had come out of my weakened legs! I helped my beautiful sister up, too, and we stood there being congratulated. Yes, I had shot a lot; some of it was running down her legs!
Then we got ourselves a refreshing drink, and settled down to watch some of the other couples "perform." They had paused to watch us, but having seen what they'd seen, they certainly weren't slow to go back and do their own, wanton things!
We saw so much that night that it blends in my mind. I'd never thought there could be so many forms of incest, but there they were. Two encounters stand out, however, so I'll tell you about them.
The first one was between an aunt and her two nephews. The woman was about forty-five, a bit short and heavy, and had curly brown hair. But her breasts were large and pleasingly matronly, and her bush was one of the biggest I'd ever seen. A man could lose himself in that fur, and I felt my cock tingling in spite of how I'd just been drained!
Her nephews were in their early twenties, and were tall and lean. But their cocks were big, hard and at the ready, as they stood on either side of her, stroking her shoulders. Who knew how those three had started making it together? There were a lot of stories to be told, I was sure.
Then auntie, in the opulent living room of the incest club, found a low, polished oak table of a certain height. Some other onlookers nodded as if they'd expected it, and Angie and I realized that the threesome must have used it before. The brown-haired woman spread a towel on the table, probably to keep any dripping sexual fluids from marring the finish. She did it so matter-of-factly that we were aroused and impressed by how decadent it was. In addition to whatever else it was, so was the whole scene!
At any rate, she proceeded to get in position for sex on the table, on her hands and knees. Her large breasts hung heavily, hard nipples pointing downward, and her voluptuous butt was raised. Between her smooth white cheeks, my sister and I could see her generous, wide-open pussy, with its intricate red folds. Her lush brown fur extended down there, too, and she was indeed so wet that she was in danger of dripping.
That pussy was a big, sloppy, down-to-earth marvel. Pardon me, but it was a quim, or a cunt!
Nor, at her other end, was auntie's mouth exactly small. Wide and thick-lipped, it was hanging open and almost drooling with anticipation. Her eyes, too, were full of the deepest lust.
She was ready to be a virtual sex machine. She was more than ready to satisfy her own, and her two nephews', every desire!
"Oh, wow, look at that, Nick!" Angie said, nudging me from where she was standing nudely beside me.
"Yes, look at that," I nodded. "But even more, let them fuck it!"
And the two young men surely did!
As had become obvious, one of them positioned himself at her head, and the other at her rear. One took hold of her shoulders, and the other grasped her buns.
Then one of them introduced his strong young cock between her lips, and the other slid his right into his raunchy old auntie's steaming snatch!
They began to move like a well-oiled machine indeed. It was sex in that position at its best. As the nephew behind lunged cheerfully, his motion was communicated to her voluptuous body, making her heavy breasts swing. Even more, it helped to move her mouth on the other nephew's!
The three of them seemed to become one lusty being, intent upon one thrice-powerful big O. And the fact that they were so closely related promised to make their climax bigger still!
"Oh, yeah! Yeah!" the guy at auntie's rear panted, as her prodigious pussy oozed juice around his pistoning prick. "Oh, this is the best!"
"Damn right," the one in front agreed, as she droolingly sucked him to perfection.
They went at it more and more hotly. As we stood by and watched, my sister and I, in turn, became more and more aroused. My own cock was fully hard again, and I had unconsciously reached down to stroke it. For her part, Angie had her fingers between her luscious thighs, and was rubbing her dark-furred slit.
"Should we get ourselves off, too?" I asked her quietly, glancing around the big room. "Do they allow total masturbation here?"
"Probably best to wait, Nick," she whispered conspiratorially. "But we sure can do a little bit of playing along!"
Just then, the aunt-nephew threesome did get off, and it was a sight to see. The young men at either end of her stiffened and strained, as one of them came into her eager mouth and the other into her accommodating quim. Auntie herself, though, was even more incredible. From her hanging breasts, to her quivering butt, to her curving back, she shuddered all over, her naked flesh quivering. My, it was great to see that big older gal come to her young nephews' cocks!
"Oh, yeah! Damn!" the one guy shouted, shooting her snatch full.
"Oh. Ohhh!" went the other, as his hot white stuff seeped back out from between her lips.
"Ohhh, fuck!" Auntie bellowed, disgorging his satisfied member and licking those thick lips, then grinning wantonly. "Ohhhhh!"
Then the three of them stood up, wiped themselves off with some towels a kinkily uniformed maid thoughtfully provided, and went off to watch other people do their outrageous, free-spirited deeds.
"Are you enjoying yourselves?" someone asked from behind Angie and me.
We turned and saw Lisa, the blonde, thirty-ish hostess of the incest club. She was still fully dressed, which must have been her custom at such gatherings.
"That's putting it mildly," I replied. "I feel like I've finally found a home!"
"Me, too," said my sister. "I'm having a fantastic time!"
"Well, continue to enjoy," laughed Ryan, our host-and Lisa's brother, and lover! He had his clothes on, too, and had come up beside her.
"Oh, and by the way," the yellow-haired guy continued. "I noticed how you were playing along, and that's permitted, to the max."
Then he ushered us across the palatial living room, to where some other people were gathered.
"But if you want to get off, and since you are siblings," he concluded with a smile, "you might want to do it while watching the three sisters!"
And so we did!
Apparently, the three sisters were an institution at the club, and they were known only by that name. When Angie and I joined the circle of libertines around them, they were already well into their incestuous act. On a queen-size mattress that had been laid on the polished floor, they were naked and going at it like crazy.
They were absolutely gorgeous, too. In their twenties, with slender, exciting bodies and very long, curly blonde hair, they looked nearly a-like, although they weren't triplets. Maybe that was what had led them to lesbian incest: For one of them to make love to her sisters would be almost like making love to herself!
And so it was. As they cavorted there on the mattress, they were indeed like one lovely, wanton being times three. When Angie and I arrived, two of them happened to be attending to the third. They were lying on either side of her, and each was raised up on one elbow. Their free hands were stroking their sister's upright breasts, and their fingers were teasing her hard, red nipples.
"Ohhh, yes," the subject of their attention was sighing, as she writhed around sensuously. "Yesss!"
Then her siblings moved their hands lower, down over her smooth, flat tummy. They ran their fingers through her yellow pubic curls, then farther, until they were stroking her wet, pink slit. At last, they settled on her joy button, which they massaged lovingly. Their forefingers worked in unison, one on either side.
"Ohhh, that's it," their sister moaned now, her writhing turning into bucking and heaving. "Ohhh!"
In that way, the two of them went on to bring her off. Faster and faster they manipulated her clit, until she was thrashing her blonde head around and her pussy was juicing like mad. Her fabulous body shuddered once, then twice, then a third time, and then dissolved into a quivering mass of happy female flesh.
"Ohhh!" she went. Ohhhhh!"
Everyone who was watching smiled with deepest approval. Apparently, each of the other two sisters had previously received the same treatment, but Angie and I had arrived too late to see it.
We were there in plenty of time, however, to witness what happened next!
Without a pause, the three sexy siblings moved around on the mattress until they were on their sides in a circle, head to foot. Or I should say, head to pussy, because their beautiful faces were in each other's crotch!
I'd never seen such a charming arrangement in my life. There was absolutely nothing unseemly about it, either, because their loins looked as lovely as the blue eyes that saw them and the heart-shaped mouths that sought them. The fact that they were sisters, too, only seemed to make it more right.
"Will you look at that!" I enthused, nudging my own sweet sis. "They look good enough to eat!"
"Good choice of words, Bro," she laughed. "Because that's exactly what they're going to do!"
And they did. Holding onto each other's firm, round buns and plunging their faces deep, each got a mouthful of her sister's pubes, labia, and clit. They were so far in that I couldn't see all of it, but I was sure their tongues were involved, too, and probably probing each other's love hole! At any rate, there were audible slurping sounds.
Their expressions of passion could also be heard.
"Mmmmm!" they whimpered, as they really got into it, lost in a sapphic, incestuous paradise. "Mmmmm!"
And there were the three sisters' fantastic young bodies. Those were a perfect concerto of lust. The way their long, curly hair hung down their bare backs, the way their round, hard-nippled breasts stood out, and the way their sweet buns tensed with excitement-damn, I could hardly stand how great they looked!
"It's a complete circle; it just goes on and on," I remarked to Angie. "It's endless sex! Two becoming one is miracle enough, but three is a whole new dimension. And this position shows it best. The pleasure flows from mouth to loins, from loins to mouth to loins, and so on, forever!"
"I didn't know you were a philosopher, Nick," my sister laughed. "But I guess great sex can make you one, or at least open you up to the universe of possibilities!"
Possibilities were fine, but now there was something very definite happening right in front of us. Having licked and slurped and tongued each other to their hearts' content, the three legendary sisters were coming! Still, that was material for a philosopher, too. Three in one, they were engaged in just a solitary, massive, world-shattering orgasm!
"Mmmmm!" they-or she!-went, going through a single series of bucks, heaves, and shudders. "Mmmmm!"
And it was so impressive that Angie and I did play along this time, to completion. Not caring that I was in public, or even welcoming it, I reached down and stroked my hugely hard manhood rapidly. In an instant, I was rewarded with back-stiffening, knee-weakening climax that easily matched the one I was watching!
My beautiful sister, too, had reached quickly down between her scrumptious thighs. Tightening them on her fingers, one of which was surely on her clit, she had brought herself off in a similar manner.
"Mmmmm!" we also moaned, adding our voices to the others before the moment passed. "Mmmmm. Mmmmm. Mmmmm!"
The three sisters came up for air, licking their come-soaked lips, their blue eyes looking dreamy. One of the ever-present maids considerately handed me another towel, since I'd come in my hand to spare the hardwood floor! I felt liberated as never before.
Then, since it was getting late, our host and hostess, Ryan and his sister Lisa, invited everyone into the dining room for the late supper they had promised. The food more than lived up to expectations, and so did the surroundings. We feasted on caviar, smoked salmon, and filet mignon, in an oak-paneled chamber lined with tapestries and stained glass windows.
And, by way of another kinky contrast, most everyone along the lengthy table was still naked!
"It's weird, isn't it?" Ryan asked, addressing me from the head of the festive board. "You just came in your hand, and now this."
He smiled. "But we're forthright here, too," he went on. "Forthright, above all, about another thing the world thinks is weird: incest."
He paused.
"But 'weird', " he concluded, with an air of conviction, "is sometimes good." I wholeheartedly agreed.
At last the remarkable evening ended, and Angie and I got dressed and left the mansion. I dropped her at her house, where her oblivious husband, Sam, was long in bed. But when I got home, my wanton wife, Janice, was faithfully waiting up for me.
"Have fun, Nick?" she inquired, having guessed pretty much what I'd been up to.
"Woman," I laughed, as I stripped down again and hopped into bed beside her, "I think the fun is just beginning!"
CHAPTER SIX
I told Janice all about what had happened at the incest club, with my sister and me, the aunt and her two nephews, and the three sisters. She became very much aroused as she listened, and that caused me to reflect. There was more to voyeurism than just peering through a keyhole. Hearing a sexy story could make someone cream their jeans, as well!
And what occurred next confirmed my thoughts. Lisa and Ryan, saying that they wanted to get to know Angie and me better, invited us over to their mansion for lunch. Then, after a delicious meal, Ryan told us how he and his sister had first become lovers.. .
It all started when I was twenty-one and Lisa was nineteen (the yellow-haired guy began). I was dating a close friend of hers, Marie, who was also blonde. They were so similar, in fact, that people joked that I was really leching after my sis.
But it was more than a joke, because in my heart of hearts, I knew I did have a thing for my dear sibling. And one night, it became even more than a secret desire.
You see, Lisa and her friend were sharing an apartment, and Marie and I often had sex there when my sister was out. On the night in question, I had made a date to meet Marie at the place, but I'd gotten held up until it was very late. I hadn't even been able to phone, but I dropped by anyway, in case she was still waiting for me.
I had a key, and I let myself in. The living room was dark, and so was the single bedroom where the two young women shared a king-size bed. I tiptoed in there, and was pleased to find Marie sleeping alone under the covers, just visible in the shadows. Thinking that the best apology for my lateness would be to give her some sweet loving, I got undressed and slipped in beside her.
To my delight, she was warm, cuddly, and totally nude. I ran my hands over her smooth, firm flesh, from her upright breasts, to her flat tummy, to her soft, humid muff. Needless to say, my cock got very hard.
"Mmmmm," Marie moaned, her voice sounding a little different because she was only half awake. "Mmmmm!"
Feeling I'd been forgiven and that she wanted me, I positioned myself over her, ready to give her all the loving I'd had in mind. Her hard-nippled breasts felt marvelous when they brushed my chest, and her whole, sleepy aura was fantastic. But for some reason, she felt even better than usual.
You've probably guessed why, and the next seconds confirmed it. Just when my cock tip was actually touching her hot, wet vulva, the bedroom light went on. And there in the doorway, when I turned my head, stood the real Marie!
"Oh, my God!" she exclaimed, putting her hand to her mouth. "What's this?"
"Oh, my God!" echoed the woman under me, suddenly coming fully awake, her blue eyes widening when she saw my identity. "Ryan!"
She was, of course, my own, dear sis, with whom I'd come within an eyelash of having incest!
It took us awhile to straighten the whole thing out. First, Lisa and I had to convince Marie that it had been completely accidental, and I even had to assure my sister of that. Then, we had to reconstruct what had happened.
Apparently, Lisa had gone out so that Marie and I could be alone in the apartment when I showed up. But it had gotten so late that my sister had returned, figuring I would have been there and gone. At that point, Marie had given up on me, so Lisa had gone on to bed. Her friend, though, had gotten hungry from all the waiting, and had gone out somewhere for a midnight snack.
"But how come you were so ready to fuck him?" Marie asked my sister. "You weren't expecting anyone."
"I thought it was a dream," Lisa replied. "And," she concluded mysteriously, "maybe it was."
All that time, I'd been lying there naked under the covers beside my sis, although I had gotten off her. And, to my partial embarrassment, my cock had stayed fully hard. I was a bundle of different emotions, but one of them kept coming to the fore. In truth, the whole thing had turned me on so much that I had to have some kind of relief!
"Well, what are we going to do now?" I questioned, hoping for the right answer.
And my sister, thank goodness, supplied it. She was looking out for my welfare, but it crossed my mind that she might be doing something more.
"Oh, of course you two should finally get it on, like you originally planned," Lisa said. "I'll just wait in the living room."
"But it's too late now," Marie protested.
"Oh, no, it's not!" I countered, with my aching cock really doing the talking.
And, a bit reluctantly, the young blonde woman stripped down.
When the switch was made, though, some very interesting things happened. To get out of bed, my sister threw back the covers, revealing my erect nakedness, and her own nudity. It was pretty obvious to all concerned that my cock had been made hard by her pussy, and that her pussy had become wet, as it still visibly was, for my cock. In short, there were now three naked people in the bedroom, all of us ready for sex.
What's more, when Marie got onto the mattress beside me, Lisa was very slow to leave the room. And when, not being able to wait any longer, I rose over her friend and slid my cock on into her, my sister still wasn't gone.
"Oh, heck, you might as well stay and watch," Marie shrugged, as she and I got into a lustful rhythm. "The more the merrier."
And Lisa did stand by and look on, as I, her own brother, fucked!
I thrust passionately, giving it my all, making my partner's upstanding breasts bob strongly and her blonde head thrash around in ecstasy. Despite her initial reluctance, she really got into it, tensing her luscious thighs and levering her hips up at me in return. Her tight pussy became very hot and wet, thrilling my plunging length. Before long, we were on the verge of a very satisfying conclusion.
All the time, too, I'd been conscious of my sister watching. It had not only made me put on a show for her, as a big brother would do in any department, even a wanton one like this. It had also inspired me, because, if the truth be known, I'd been pretending I had gone on to fuck her!
"Oh! Oh, yeah! Ohhhhh!" Marie suddenly went underneath me, bringing me back to her. She shut her blue eyes tight, gritted her teeth, and gave herself up to the orgasm she was experiencing. Her hard-nippled breasts shook, her smooth young flesh quivered, and her tummy tightened. I could feel her fine pussy spasm around my rigid rod, and her hot juices flow freely.
But my mind was still somewhere else, and my partner sensed it.
"You didn't come, Ryan," she said accusingly, suddenly opening her eyes. "Damn, I think you were saving it for someone else!"
I couldn't deny it. Nor did a doubt exist in anybody's mind as to who that someone was.
That was because, when we looked over at Lisa, she had her hand between her legs, obviously having been stroking her slippery pussy and thinking of me!
"I give up," Marie laughed, as I pulled out of her. "You and she were destined to make it together. I still don't believe it, but what happened tonight must have been a sign."
She paused, as she got up from the bed, clearing the deck, as it were.
"Well, I guess incest is best," the young woman concluded, reaching for a robe. "I'll wait in the living room. You have my blessing, if you really need it, to do what you've got to do!"
Then my sister and I were alone together again.
With a slow and graceful motion, Lisa rejoined me on the bed. It was fantastic to watch her, knowing as I did that for the first time we were viewing each other sexually. In that light, her naked body was endlessly desirable, from her thrusting breasts, to her trim waist, to her gently flaring hips, to her smooth buns and thighs.
"It's a big step, isn't it, Ryan?" she inquired sweetly. She proceeded to get on top of me, with her blonde hair and her beautiful, naked breasts hanging down. Her delicious muff brushed my cock tip, sending forbidden thrills through my body.
"Yes, but we've gone too far to turn back now," I replied.
We had been this close when I'd mistakenly joined her earlier, but now we were wide awake and we knew full well what we were about to do.
"So, let's just do it," Lisa said smilingly, as all our inhibitions finally fell away. "And to save you any remaining guilt, dear brother, let me do it to you!"
And she did. She suddenly brought herself down on my upright rod, taking me all the way to the hilt! It had happened! I was inside my own sister!
Lisa moved on me like a dream. Her pussy was hot, very wet, and formfitting, as I might have expected with someone who was so closely related to me. It was especially tight at the opening, almost as if she were a virgin, though I knew she wasn't. Her labia circled my moving rod like a ring designed for our pleasure. That phenomenon drove me absolutely wild, and inspired me to buck my hips upward, meeting her liquid thrusts. The thought of our incest, too, made me want to come right away.
"Slow down, Ryan!" my loving sis said. "We may feel different in the morning, and if it's only to be this one time, we ought to make it last."
So I asked her to raise up and ride me in a sitting position, thinking that less naked contact might make me slow down. In truth, though, it had the opposite effect. Now I could see her hard-nippled breasts bouncing, her flat tummy quivering with excitement, and her blue eyes gazing wantonly down at me.
I thought, too, as I always did when that position was used, of my cock being up inside her. I could visualize it, and in any event, I could look down and actually watch it going in!
"Oh, this is too much," I gasped, as her hot loins worked their sisterly magic on me. "I've just got to come!"
"Well, come then, Bro," Lisa laughed, giving me even more suction, moving faster and faster. "But I won't be far behind!"
And I did climax, with a feeling that rocked me to the foundations of my being. I'd never known such a total sexual experience, and such complete bliss. I took a deep breath and held it, my body going rigid. Then the absolutely marvelous sensation at the base of my cock gave way to the long, strong shooting of gob after gob of hot, thick stuff.
"Oh, yeah!" I shouted. "Oh, God, Sis! Ahhhhh!"
Then she came, too. And if her pussy had been tight on me before, now it contracted unbelievably, practically sucking the rest of my discharge out of me. Damn, what a mind-bending encounter this had turned out to be! Lisa wasn't just my sister; she was the best partner I'd ever had.
That wasn't to mention the rest of her nineteen-year-old body. Her fine thighs gripped my midsection, and her tummy tensed. She reached up and squeezed her breasts, holding her hard nipples between her fingers. She threw back her blonde head, closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and screamed with delight.
"Ohhh, fuck, Ryan!" she went. "Ohhh, I just came with my own brother! But, yesss!"
She kept me in her for a while, during which time we gazed into each other's sex-drunk eyes, trying to come to terms with what had happened. But it had happened, and indeed there was no turning back now.
At last, she got off me, and lay back on the bed. Even then, though, we could see the evidence of our forbidden act: her juice all over my satisfied member, and my white stuff seeping out between her labia.
"I guess I didn't even have the decency to come outside you," I observed. "We really did go all the way."
"But I don't feel indecent," Lisa said. "There must be different kinds of decency, because I feel great!"
"And so do I," I sighed. "And so do I."
Finally, we scraped ourselves up off the mattress. We suddenly remembered that Marie was waiting out in the living room, so we went to tell her we were done. Accidentally or on purpose, we appeared in the doorway still naked, and arm in arm.
My sister's friend and roommate, and my lover, was curled up in her robe in a chair. When she saw us, her face was a study in amazement.
"So you really did it, guys!" the other blonde reacted. "I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen you now. Sure, I told you to, but I thought you might chicken out at the last minute. Now that you've done it, though, I don't know how to feel."
Marie paused, standing up and stretching.
"One side of me wants to be shocked," she continued, echoing our own feelings. "But the other side is incredibly turned on, maybe even by the Tightness of it. In fact, I'm going to have to go into the bathroom and get my poor pussy off!"
She smiled.
"I do know one thing," she concluded. "My affair with you is over, Ryan, and Lisa, I'll have to move out on you. Not that I wouldn't want to keep on, but your thing is just too strong. Now that you've started, you'll never be able to stop."
We protested, but we inwardly knew she was right. And, during the days, weeks, and months ahead, my sister and I did take over the apartment, using it as a theater for the exploration of our forbidden sexuality.
To be candid about it, I'll never forget the first time I ate Lisa's delicious pussy, or the first instance of her lovingly sucking my cock. We fathomed the more bizarre forms of pleasure, too, until we knew each other's body as well as if it were our own. And, since we were brother and sister, we were virtually one.
Yes, to be properly poetic, we shouted our incest, if not yet to others then ourselves. Our parents thought it a bit strange that we were living together, but they decided it was good that we had such a loving rapport. Little did they know just how loving we were!
Then they passed on (Ryan concluded his history), and we moved into their mansion. Here, of course, we went on to create a home and sanctuary for ourselves and for others like us.
. . .You'll recall that I, Nick, and my sister Angela were having lunch with Ryan and Lisa at that same mansion. Now, having heard how they'd first become lovers, we had a few observations to make.
"The sex is better when the closeness is already in your blood," my beautiful, dark-haired sister said. "I'm surprised that more people don't find that out."
"And I had to smile when you said you thought you might feel different in the morning, that you might never do it again," I noted.
I paused. "In our case," I concluded, "my sister and I decided to find opposite types and marry them, so that we could have outside relationships, also. But my hat's off to you two for keeping it all in the family, for good."
Lunch was over, and Angie and I got up to go. But the four of us noticed that sex was still hanging heavily in the air of the formal dining room, with its oak paneling, tapestries, and stained glass windows. At least on my sister's and my part, we knew we had to do something about it. And a quick fuck when we got back to the office just didn't seem good enough.
"I know from the other night that you don't do public sex," I said, addressing Lisa and Ryan. "But how about an exception, this one time?"
The cultured pair looked at each other, then smiled. "Well, all right," the thirtyish blonde woman replied. "After all, my brother and I would have headed upstairs to one of the bedrooms as soon as you'd left!"
"But no swinging," her yellow-haired sibling warned. "Just incest, and without even stripping down."
"Agreed," I said. I didn't say that his caution and purism would serve to make what was about to happen kinkier still!
And speaking of kinkiness, Ryan called the uniformed maid to clear the long table, because we were apparently going to do it right there! We were somewhat dressed up, too, us men in jackets and ties and the woman in daytime frocks.
On the surface, it seemed so civilized, but underneath, two hard cocks were about to enter two hot, wet pussies. What's more, those intimate organs belonged to brothers and sisters!
Now we got into it. By unspoken agreement, Ryan and I helped Lisa and Angela up onto the table, which was exactly the right height. We positioned their rears at the edge, raised their skirts, and slipped off their panties. Although I wasn't going to be allowed to fuck it, I enjoyed the sight of Lisa's soft yellow muff and her tender pink labia visible below. She looked like a ripe, succulent peach, and I wouldn't have minded eating her, as well!
Ryan glanced over at Angie's, dark-furred pussy, too. But he really did only have eyes for his sister's, and so he turned back to her. He and I unzipped our slacks and freed our cocks, which were extremely hard and ready. We grasped the undersides of our sisters' sexy thighs, spread them, and stepped up between them. Then, concentrating on our happy task, we plunged on in.
It was better for there being two incestuous couples going at it side by side. It was almost as if we were a family: say, not two, but four siblings who had eventually found their way to a pairing off. I lunged into Angie with a will, feeling her hot, silky parts around my sensitive member. Ryan did the same with Lisa, and we even got into an unconscious rhythm.
For a moment, I thought the two women might develop a lesbian feeling for each other, since they did turn their heads and meet each other's eyes as they fucked us. But they didn't hold hands and exchange caresses after all. Instead, Lisa sought her brother's eyes, gazing into them with a look that defied description. I had to admit that their love was even stronger than my sister's and mine.
"Oh, yeah!" Angie moaned, as I quickly took us where we wanted to go. "Oh, do it, Nick!"
"I'll do it," I panted, thrusting ever faster. "I'll lift us up where we belong!"
And I did, until we underwent a crashing, totally satisfying orgasm, and I came volumes inside her hungry quim. Even,, though we were almost fully clothed and in those formal surroundings, it was a hot, physical finish.
"Ohhh, my brother!" Angela went, as I pictured her smooth flesh quivering under her dress. "Ohhh!"
I shouted out my own release, as well. But when Ryan and Lisa came, which happened at the same moment, they did it quietly, as if nothing needed to be said. Again, I had to envy them their perfect closeness.
So that was lunch with the couple that had virtually made incest a fine art. The four of us caught our breath and arranged our clothing, and our host and hostess saw us to the big front door.
"Come again," Ryan laughed, getting a bit down to earth and realizing his pun.
"Don't worry. We will!" I grinned.
And, of course, my sister and I did remain members of their incredible incest club, attending the mind-boggling meetings whenever we could.
But my next adventure was of a slightly different character!
CHAPTER SEVEN
I've said that when we got married, buff blonde Janice and I had agreed we could have outside affairs. We hadn't done any swinging, though, except for our mutual sessions with Angie. Those had provided enough spice, especially considering how we three were related!
But after that lunch with Ryan and Lisa, I couldn't get my mind off his description' of his sister's pussy. He'd said it had been unusually tight at the opening, gripping his plunging cock like a formfitting ring. In short, I wished I'd been able to feel it myself. I surely would have, too, if that couple's rules hadn't prevented me from doing a little switching and fucking Lisa.
And that got me thinking about a change of pace. If I couldn't have that woman, then maybe I could find one like her, just for a one-night stand. I decided to come clean about my plan to Janice and Angie, too, hoping they'd agree. When I did, though, it turned out to be at a moment when they could hardly say no!
like I've also said, my wife and my sister have enjoyed a few private lesbian sessions. Those are fueled mainly by Janice, who's always admitted she's bi. For her part, Angie's pretty straight, but she enjoys the novelty. So it was a surprise when I came home one Saturday afternoon and found them the way they were.
My usually tough-as-nails wife was sitting in a chair in the living room, her guard unexpectedly down. She was wearing a filmy white negligee, which was spread open to reveal every inch of her muscular body. Her legs were spread, too, as was her yellow-furred pussy. She's always womanly along with her toughness, but now she was feminine in a passive way.
And kneeling between her legs was my ever-loving sister! It was apparent, too, that Angie had initiated the encounter, turning the tables on my aggressive wife. My sis had her hands on Janice's thighs and was diving into her dripping quim, eating her out to her heart's content.
Angie was so deep that I couldn't even see her face, but I could hear the loud slurping sounds she was making. Her body, too, was far gone in lust, her shoulders shaking, her back curving, and her gorgeous butt wiggling. She was enjoying it just as much as was her subject, who was also heaving with delight.
Although the two women realized I'd come onto their scene, they kept on with what they were doing.
And that, naturally, was getting ready to come, at least on Janice's part!
But there was something else. To my amazement, Angie was wearing black leather! She had on a low-cut bra that exposed her hard brown nipples, and a thong that left her butt cheeks totally bare. I'd never seen her in kinky togs like that, and it made my cock hard in an instant. That wasn't to mention the fact that she was my own sister, whom I'd fucked many times before!
The two women got hotter and hotter.
"Oh, yeah. Eat my twat!" my buff blonde wife urged, reaching down and stroking my sister's shoulder-length black hair. "Eat it!"
"Mmmmm," Angie responded, doing just that. Even more than using words, though, she was going, "Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp!"
However, I just had to get into the action myself, to make it a threesome like we'd enjoyed before. So I freed my burgeoning cock and got down on my knees behind my beautiful, raven-haired sibling. Then I pulled aside her thong, and, with another liquid sound, plunged all the way into her hot, tight pussy!
"Mmmmm. Mmmmmf!" Angela went, when she felt that surprise. Now she ate Janice harder than ever, inspired by my cock in her. Her slender body shuddered, and her large, hanging breasts shook with joy.
"Oh, damn!" reacted my seated bride, as her own seat of pleasure went wild. She bucked her loins up at her lesbian lover and tensed her washboard abs, going for the gold.
"Right on!" I shouted, building to a climax in record time. I usually made it last, but after all, I'd entered the torrid threesome a little late in the game.
Then we all shot off.
"Oh, fuck. Ohhhhh!" Janice yelled, in a husky voice. She clenched her teeth, half-closed her lust-filled eyes, and even tugged at her open negligee, ripping it.
"Mmmmm!" went Angie. Then, taking her mouth out of her lesbo partner's labia, she gasped, "Yeah! Yeah! Ohhhhh, yeah!"
Finally, lunging and plunging, I came yet again in my sexy sister, to my total satisfaction. She was very hot and wet inside, but my spurting seed felt even hotter.
"Oh, yes, indeed!" I sighed, lightly slapping her delightfully smooth, firm buns. "Ahhhhh!"
And all the time, there had been the turn-on of her black leather underwear!
Afterward, I did ask permission from my two lovely ladies to do a little extracurricular loving.
"Fuck, yeah!" responded Janice, speaking for both of them. After their little party and what I'd done to enhance it, they couldn't very well cramp my style!
So I looked for someone like Lisa. But damn it, I didn't seem to be able to find her.
What I did find, though, was a fuck that was more complicated than I'd bargained for!
I'd known Eileen for several years. She was vice president of a company that often used my firm's services. She had blonde ringlets, and although her smile was a bit crooked and her eyes a bit beady, I'd been attracted to her. Her body had been good, too, in the flowing black dresses she usually wore.
Recently, however, something had happened to Eileen. First, she had gotten fat. And second, her company had won some awards, and it had seemed to go to her head and to cloud her judgment.
Eileen had always liked my work. But now, suddenly, she didn't. In fact, she made some comments that got back to me, to the effect that I was guilty of shoddy workmanship. That threw me for a loop, until I realized that if anyone had become shoddy, she had.
So I confronted her with it, one day in her office.
"What's the problem?" I asked. "How did I get on your shit list?"
She leaned back in her chair, and smiled meanly.
"You didn't fuck me, Nick," she replied. "You wanted to, but you didn't."
Damn. Who did she think she was, a gift to the industry? And was I supposed to be some stud on call? Worse yet, did I have to fuck her to keep her business? And did she expect me to do it now, when she'd let herself get so gross?
Not that heavy set women weren't desirable, but Eileen was a different case. I sat there, stunned, trying to figure out what to do. Then, like a light bulb going on in my head, I had it.
"Okay, I'll fuck you now," I told her. "And, babe, get ready for some real loving!"
She was still ready, which said something else for how low she'd gone. I actually felt sad, since I'd once respected her. As I watched, she went over to a couch in her office, and lay back on it. She once might have looked like a turn-of-the-century beauty that way, but now she was pathetic.
Eileen lifted her dress and pulled down her panties. Her belly had folds on it, and her thighs were puckered. I concentrated on her pussy, which was still nice enough. It was too bad that I hadn't seen the rest of her before the fat, and that I hadn't intimately known her personality before she'd become such a bitch.
I was worried that I wouldn't be able to perform, but I did get it up. I took it out and got over her, too, and I got it in.
"Ohhh, Nick!" she sighed, in a way that almost made me sick. "Ohhh!"
And then I worked the rest of my plan.
In short, I came almost instantly, in my shortest time on record, indeed. I'd always made sure that my female partner climaxed, too, but this was a wholly justifiable exception. Not even caring if she told anyone about it, I left her high and dry.
"Wait! I didn't come!" Eileen protested, as I pulled out and zipped myself back in.
"Too bad," I responded, permitting myself a laugh as I waltzed out of her office. "I guess you'll have to go and fuck yourself!"
Back in my office, I phoned her. She expected an apology, but I told her instead that her company was a drop in the bucket for all her self-serving awards, and there were plenty of other honest ones I could work for. Indeed, I didn't think it would be long before she lost her job.
Then I called Angie in, and related what I'd done. I called Janice, too.
"Good for you, Bro," my sister said, giving me a hug. "It was the right thing to do, and I'm speaking from a woman's viewpoint."
But my tough wife's reaction was even better.
"If you hadn't fucked her over," she laughed throatily, "I would have done it myself!"
So much for the minor diversion of Eileen. I was back on track now, and I felt good.
I was about to feel better, though. And that was due to the arrival of Mona!
Mona wasn't like Lisa, the thirty-ish blonde type I'd wanted to swing with, although she did have yellow curls. In fact, because she was bigger, she was a bit like Eileen, but without the insufferable attitude. That may have been why I found myself getting so hot for her; because I wanted to do that thing right.
In any event, she was a young woman I hired to help Angie with the paperwork. And I've got to admit that both of us were swayed in our decision by two factors, both of which were on her chest!
To put it frankly, Mona had the biggest set of knockers I'd ever seen outside of magazines, at least on a woman with her otherwise medium build. My sister's breasts were big for her slenderness, but this woman was a whole new world. In fact, each of those boobs was a world unto itself!
"I think we made a big mistake," Angela said to me one day in the office, not long after Mona had arrived.
"How's that?" I asked.
"Well, Nick, I don't know about you, but I can't concentrate on my work," my sis answered. "My bi tendencies must be coming out, because I can't get my mind off those tits!"
"Me neither," I admitted.
"So, what are we going to do about it, or them?" Angie inquired.
"I've got an idea," I replied. "If Mona's game, let's swing with her. That way, we'll release the tension."
I paused. "That way, also," I concluded, "we'll turn our 'big mistake' into a big advantage. I mean, of course, those whoppers of hers!"
"I'm all for it," my beautiful sister laughed, brushing back her dark hair and giving a wiggle of anticipation. "And if she goes for a three-way, there'll be one for you, and one for me!"
It would be another way to express our incest, too. Whenever we played together with Janice, for example, there were times when we were really fucking each other through her. It would be like that with Mona, but maybe even more so because we didn't know her that well.
So I made the proposal to the big-breasted wonder, and she agreed. That sounds too simple, but she was a very horny female. At any rate, Mona would never know about Angie's and my incest; she'd just think we had kinky sibling things with a third party, since that was all we planned to do.
"I was wondering when you'd get around to this, boss," the lusty blonde said. "And I know you're doing it because of my titties, but I don't mind. Nature gave them to me, and they've led to a lot of fun. Hey, let me show them to you right now!"
"No, don't do that," I said, raising my hand. "I want it to be more dramatic!"
So we waited until the next evening at the office, since we didn't really want Janice to be involved. After everyone else had gone home, the three of us gathered in my inner chamber, ready to party down. I even had a bottle of champagne on ice for the occasion. .--. . . . .
Mona was wearing a tight sweater and skirt that set off her hourglass figure marvelously. But the hourglass was top-heavy, of course! What's more, Angie and I could see that she didn't have a bra on, but it didn't matter. Her knockers were so firm, as well as huge, that she didn't need one.
"Damn!" I reacted. "Pardon me for being frank, but I thought some of your, uh, projection came from a bra. And I can see your hard nipples, as thick as my finger. I can't wait!"
"You can be frank, and you don't need to wait," our new friend laughed, tossing her blonde curls. "Sit down on that couch, and let me show you!"
Almost drooling, my sister and I did. Then, standing over us, Mona inched up her sweater.
First, her white tummy came into view.
After that, we caught the first, titillating glimpse of the undersides of her titties.
After that, we saw her nipples, which were just as major as we'd imagined.
And then, gasping audibly, we viewed everything.
"Damn! Oh, damn!" I heard myself exclaim, as I struggled to take Mona's breasts in. They were even bigger than I'd thought, practically making the rest of her upper body disappear. It was even wilder viewing them from below.
"Oh, my God!" chorused Angie, raising her hands. "I never thought I'd be in such awe of another woman's treasure chest!"
"Well, don't be in awe," laughed Mona. "But do let me have my boobies turn you on even more!"
At that, she shook them for us. I was surprised that they didn't cause an earthquake, swinging back and forth as heavily as they did! They weren't loose and floppy, either, like some big breasts. They were smooth, firm, and fully packed, barely changing shape as they moved.
"No implants," said Mona, in answer to our unspoken question. "They're natural as the day is long."
"I thought they were," I replied, being hypnotized by her outsized knockers. Damn, the hard nipples were staring at me like another pair of eyes!
Then the huge-titted blonde leaned over toward us, making her twin adornments thrust even farther, if it was possible. She turned her back, too, showing us how they were still visible out to her sides. She even put them under her arms, making them push out backward! Turning forward, she shook them once again. After that, it was time to get even better acquainted!
"Feel them, now," Mona urged. "They won't bite."
From where she was seated beside me on my office couch, Angela turned in my direction.
"Yes, let's feel them, Nick," my sister said lustily. "like we said, one for you, and one for me!"
So Mona stood close between us, and we began. The first touch was amazing, like a whole new world indeed! If you loved breasts, then there was even more in these to love. In fact, their volume was at least six times that of a normal pair! And, though one had the tendency to view tits like these, in pictures, as cold and marble-like, they were warm and very real.
Angie held one of those massive mammaries in both hands, and I did the same with the other. Gleefully, we got our tongues on them, too, licking all over the smooth, white flesh. We wound up on the thick, hard nipples, sucking avidly. I'd never had one anywhere near that big in my mouth!
"Mmmmm. Mmmmm!" we went. My sister and I were in tit heaven, conscious of nothing else.
"Ohhh. Ohhh!" the owner of those bodacious boobs responded, getting wildly turned on herself. Her name was Mona, and she really did moan!
Then the big blonde drew away for a moment, and came back with the bottle of champagne I'd provided. With a pop, she opened it, after which she poured the bubbly all over her chest! Lifting one tit in her hands, she licked some off. Then she encouraged us to do-likewise, and we weren't slow to follow. What a way to drink!
At last, none of us could stand the teasing anymore, so we stripped down to fuck. The rest of Mona's body was good, though we had to be forgiven for still concentrating on her breasts. For her part, she looked lustfully at my thick, upstanding cock, and at Angie's wonderful figure. She obviously had no problem going both ways!
We were all standing now, but Mona went on to lie back on the couch. Even then, her gargantuan knockers didn't slump to her sides. Her hard nipples pointed straight up, inviting our attention.
"Well, who's first?" our new friend asked.
"I am. Me!" gushed my sister. That was a bit disappointing to yours truly, but I stood by and waited my turn.
"So, hop on!" said Mona. And Angie did just that.
But instead of lying on top of the other woman or maybe going head to foot with her for some oral action, my sis went literally to the top. To be exact, she spread her luscious thighs and sat on Mona's tits!
What a thrill it was to see Angela bang those boobies! Wiggling her sexy hips to go from one to the other, she rubbed her dark-furred mound all over their surface. Then she got her wet, pink pussy wide open, and pushed it down on one of the big, hard nipples. That must have felt great on her, not to mention the sensation of the strongly puckered areola, especially if everything was contacting her clit!
"Ohhh! Ohhh!" moaned my sister, as loudly as her partner had. "Ohhh, wow!"
"Fuck them, babe," Mona urged from underneath. "You're not the first woman who's done it!"
Angie got wilder and wilder. Some of it must have been from the whole concept, which is always the case with kinky sex. But the nature of the contact must have been immensely arousing, too. As I watched, the idea of pussy flesh rubbing nipple flesh made my hard cock ache for release!
My dear sis squeezed her own breasts, threw back her head, closed her eyes, and gasped with pleasure. Her dark hair hung down her sexy back, and her gorgeous buns tightened. By now, her juice was all over her partner's twin world globes, replacing the champagne. My, what a tit rider she was!
Then Angela got off on those marvelous mams. I mean, she came, came, and came! She moved her pussy around frantically, going for it all.
"Oh, yeah!" she screamed, her lovely body convulsing in ecstasy. "Yeah. Yeah!"
Only then did she dismount and actually fall back onto the carpeted floor of my office, panting and heaving, totally drained.
"Well, that was quite an act," Mona laughed, as she lay there on the sofa, her huge tits now covered with my sister's juice. "It turned me on so much that I almost had an O myself!"
She paused. "But I really need a fuck," she concluded. "And that, Nick, I'm going to get from you!"
I surely didn't argue. By that time, my cock was so primed that I thought it might go off by itself. I kept myself under control, though, and joined her on the couch. However, I myself did a little warming up between her knockers!
I hoped Mona wouldn't think it was too kinky for me to use my own sister's stuff for lubrication, and she didn't. Nor did she object when I straddled her chest and slid into the new kind of pussy her breasts created, since she must have accommodated men that way before. If she hadn't, she should have, because the channel was so deep and tight that it felt great on my turgid length.
But she really wanted me to fuck her. So, after a few exciting thrusts, I almost reluctantly pulled out in order to move lower. When I did, though, I had a special request to make!
"I wonder if you could get down on the carpet, and up on your hands and knees," I said to the top-heavy blonde.
"Why?" she asked, appearing intrigued.
"Well, I want to fuck your pussy from the rear," I answered. "I want to look around under you, and see those melons of yours hang and swing!"
Mona was agreeable, and she got in position. Kneeling behind her and grasping her good-sized buns, I slid my big, throbbing rod between her labia, then all the way in. Her quim was hot, slippery, and tight enough, but maybe not as tight as the place between her tits!
I began thrusting, and it had the desired effect. She rocked back and forth, too, which enhanced it. Her yellow curls shook, and her butt flesh rippled. But that was nothing compared to her breasts!
Hanging straight down, they were bigger than ever. And in heavy motion, they were just incredible! They swung powerfully to and fro, and, when she wiggled, out to her sides. I was sure they would cause an earthquake now!
"Ohhh! Ohhh!" Mona moaned as before. She sank to her elbows, and her tits hung so low that her nipples brushed the floor.
"Ohhh, damn!" I responded. I was in tit heaven and pussy paradise, all at once!
But that wasn't all. Before we were done, something else happened that I may have unconsciously anticipated in choosing that position.
To be exact, Angie got up from the floor and made it a three-way!
Kneeling at Mona's head, she encouraged the other woman to eat her pussy. Our new friend wasn't slow to do so, because my sister's dark-furred loins always looked very appetizing. Soon, Mona was occupied on both ends.
Now Angela and I had the other thing we'd wanted, too. Indeed, although our partner didn't realize it, we were banging each other through her, enjoying our incest in yet another way. We gazed wantonly into each other's eyes, which she also couldn't see.
"Ohhh, yes!" sighed Angie, as Mona licked her clit. "Ohhh, brother!" It would sound like an expression, but to us it was so much more.
"Ohhh, lover!" I echoed, thrusting into the other woman with a passion that was now meant for my sis. Again, Mona would think I meant her.
Then the three of us shot off like gangbusters, just as one of us was a bra-buster! Angie's flat tummy tightened, and her more normal-sized breasts shook. Mona's body convulsed, her hanging balloons seeming to come, too! And I experienced an orgasm that was as heavy as the mind-blowing boobs that had gone a long way to inspire it.
"Ohhh, yesss!" gasped Angela.
"Mmmmmf!" chorused Mona, her mouth full of pussy.
For my part, I went, "Ohhhhh!"
And at the ultimate moment, my sister and I reached out and held hands, which again our partner couldn't see.
"Hey, that was quite a welcome to your company," Mona laughed, after we'd gotten cleaned up and dressed. "You two can play with me anytime!"
"Don't worry, we will," I chuckled. "We like to keep our employees happy, as well as ourselves!"
Then we celebrated by finishing off the bottle of champagne, and went back to work.
Angie and I did have some more three-ways with moaning Mona, she of the record-breaking tits, although it wasn't quite as urgent now. Then she got hired away from me by a competitor, who was impressed by her business assets!
But once you've held, and had sex with, breasts like hers, it's almost enough to last you for a lifetime.
In my case, it was almost as good as having sex with my sister!
CHAPTER EIGHT
So, Angie and I sometimes had sex with someone else without my buff blonde wife, Janice, knowing about it. But, as we'd agreed when we got married, so did she. Her outside affairs tended to be lesbian, too. And one night, she did my sister and me one better by letting us secretly watch!
You'll recall how my wife and I met, on the high iron. And you'll remember our encounter on that hot day when she was so grimy. That was how she liked it, apparently, because her new lover was a female worker from one of my own construction sites!
Janice and the woman had agreed to get it on in a trailer on the lot. It had high, louvered windows, and she'd left one part-way open so that Angie and I could stand on a packing case and look in. Since it was light inside and dark outside, we wouldn't be detected.
It was pretty crowded in the trailer, but my wife and the new woman, Lil, had moved a couple of blueprint tables to make room on the floor. There was no carpet, and it was dirty, but that was what their kinky sex drives were about. They needed room, too, for what they were about to do!
The two bisexual women stripped naked. Lil turned out to be a dark-haired version of Janice, with the same well-defined muscles and not an ounce of fat. She looked like she pumped iron regularly, and I could picture her doing it in the nude. Her only softer places were her breasts and her pussy, and even those must be as tight as my wife's.
Then, to Angie's and my delight, they squared off and started to wrestle! Spreading their legs and grasping each other's shoulders, they circled round and round, their every muscle flexing fully. I saw enough hard female biceps, abs, buns, thighs, and even pecs under their breasts, to drive me crazy. like Janice had once indicated, only a weak man doesn't appreciate a strong woman.
"Ungh!" those two buff wonders grunted. They began to sweat, which I was sure they liked to do. I didn't know if they were trying to get one another down or were just enjoying the struggle. At any rate, they bared their clenched teeth and glared fiercely at each other.
Then they did go down onto the dirty floor. Still in a clinch, they rolled around, their naked flesh getting all grimy, which didn't bother them one bit. They were breast to breast and pussy to pussy now, and they must have been getting their thrills. It was a far better wrestling match than I'd ever seen on TV!
From where we were watching outside the trailer, my sister squeezed my arm hard.
"Look at that, Nick!" she whispered. "It's almost enough to make me pump some heavy iron, too."
"No, you work out all you need to," I told her. "One amazon in the family is sufficient!"
We were both even more turned on because we'd both banged one of those woman wrestlers!
Then Janice and Lil got down to other business. Breaking their hold, they crawled over to a bag they'd brought, and took out some paraphernalia. Lesbo sex was what they did, and they'd come prepared to do it very well.
In short, they had dildos and vibrators of every description. And none of those was short at all!
"Get on your hands and knees," my wife told her new friend. Apparently, she was going to be the one in command of the encounter.
"I'll be happy to," Lil replied throatily, and she did so.
Then Janice picked out a big pink thing, one that had ridges and batteries. She turned it on, knelt behind the other woman, and went to work on her. By accident or design, Lil's butt was facing the window, so I could see it all.
My wife began by teasing her partner's pucker with the tip of the appliance. Lil wiggled around, shook her hanging breasts, and nodded her dark head. Her muscles flexed as tingles of pleasure shot through her.
"Oh, do that!" she panted. "That feels good!"
But Janice had another orifice in mind. Intently, she moved the fake cock lower, tickling her lesbo buddy's fur-framed labia. The tip of the thing got all slippery as Lil's pussy responded.
Then she inched it in. It was long, but the buff brunette took all of it, her butt squirming with delight. Soon, my wife was working it around and moving it in and out, enjoying every minute of her task.
"Ufff!" went Lil. "That's pretty tight, but it feels so good!"
"The better to fuck you with, bitch," Janice said, being down to earth as always.
I only wished it was my real cock thrusting in that formfitting pussy!
A moment later, Lil came like crazy. Her muscles rippled, her hard-nippled breasts quivered, and she stuck out her head and opened her mouth wide.
"Ohhh, fuck!" she bellowed. "Yeah!"
But the two buff lesbos weren't done by a long shot!
"I want you do to what you started out to," Lil told my wife, once she'd caught her breath.
"What do you mean?" Janice questioned.
"You know damn well," her partner responded. "I want you to put it in my ass!"
"I don't usually do that," said my bride, and I knew that we didn't.
"Oh, please?" Lil persisted.
"Well, all right," Janice laughed, and I was glad she'd agreed. "like they say, the proof of a rule is knowing when to break it!"
So my wife slid the dildo out of her friend's pussy, where it still was. It was slick with love juice, so it was already lubricated. Slowly, she moved the tip higher, away from Lil's lush, dark bush.
Then she pushed it into her other opening, not all the way, but a good four inches!
"Ohhh, yeah, that's enough," the woman reacted. "But, ohhh, that's more than enough to do it! Ohhh, damn, that feels so wild. Ohhh!"
"Your wish is my command," Janice replied, with a grin. "I think I like this kind of work, after all!"
She didn't have to do much work, though. The vibrating feature of the sex aid was still on, and that did the trick. In a minute, without any thrusting, Lil went through another grinding orgasm, inspired this time from her butt! Where she was on her hands and knees, her hanging tits shook again, and her every muscle tensed, especially her buns.
"Ohhh, yeah!" she shouted, her pussy juice dripping. "That was even better!"
Then, as Angie and I still watched through the small window of the construction trailer, my wife slid the big dildo out.
But now, of course, it was her turn to take it! Or I should say, "butt now!"
The two butch women got up and went to the water cooler, where they cleaned the appliance off. Their naked bodies were still grimy and sweaty, which was an incredible turn-on. I was panting and sweating myself as I secretly looked on.
Then Janice got down on all fours on the dirty floor. Excuse the pun, but it was "four on the floor," and it was really getting down!
Kneeling behind her, Lil plunged the dildo into her hot, blonde-haired pussy, just as had been done to herself. She slid it in and out, adding a wrinkle by twirling it around. Since it had ridges, that must have felt marvelous on my wife's sensitive inside.
"Ohhh, yes!" Janice gasped, her own buff body stiffening. "Fuck me with that big pink thing!"
But it wasn't long before her lover pulled it out, and prepared to replace it higher. That called for a little discussion.
"Is it okay?" Lil questioned. "I mean, I did want to ask."
"Oh, hell," my not-so-blushing bride responded. "I guess turnabout's fair play. Yeah, go ahead and put it in!"
So there I was, about to see my own wife fucked in the butt with a dildo by another woman.
The thing was lubricated with pussy juice again, so Lil slid it right in. After the initial shock, Janice really got into the unusual feeling, her buff body heaving with pleasure. On her hands and knees, she rocked back and forth, her hard-nippled tits shaking. Nor was she content to just have the vibration work its magic.
"Move it in me," she told her partner. "I think I'm even more game than you were!"
So Lil twirled the dildo as she had in her pussy, but she also thrust with it. My wife hadn't climaxed when it was in her more usual place, so she was really primed now. Before long, she was ready to pop!
"Ohhh, yeah!" she went huskily. "I'm gonna come! Ohhh. Ohhh!"
Then she did let loose, practically dissolving around the big pink thing, her juices flooding. Her blonde head nodded from the power of what she was feeling, her back went stiff, and her buns tightened as her friend's had. She scratched her fingernails across the dirty floor of the trailer, and she even beat her clenched fists on it.
"Ohhh, fuck!" she finished. "Ohhhhh!"
It was about the wildest sight I'd ever seen. Still, there was one more wanton event in store.
Lil let go of the dildo, and for a while it just stuck there in Janice, vibrating away!
"That was almost too much!" Angie breathed into my ear, as we watched at the window. She was still clutching my arm, but now I sensed that something else was going on. Sure enough, I looked down along her sexy body, and was able to see in the dark that she had her other hand in her crotch.
"Why, you rascal!" I whispered. "You were playing along, and you came, didn't you?"
"No, Nick," my sister panted sweetly. "But I'm about to. Ahhh. Ahhhhh!"
Then she flattened herself against me, finding her own brand of pleasure.
By that time, I was about to come without even being touched. My cock was so hard in my pants that I thought it might break through my zipper and shoot stuff all over the construction site!
But I held off, because I had another plan in mind. I quickly took Angie to my car, and drove her home. Then I rushed to my own house, so that I'd be waiting there when Janice arrived.
You'll recall that my kinky wife had arranged for my sister and I to secretly watch her and Lil. In doing so, she must have known that I'd be so aroused that she and I would later get it on, ourselves.
There was now a new element, though. To be exact, I wanted to make it with her just the same way her lesbo buddy had.
And so, when she walked into the bedroom, I was lying on the mattress buck naked, with my cock pointing toward the ceiling. I was ready for her to take it up her butt!
"Well, look at you!" Janice exclaimed, when she saw me. "Aren't you a randy guy!"
"I'm not 'Randy,' I'm Nick," I joked. "But come here, quick. I almost started without you!"
So she stripped down again, and straddled me with her back to me. Due to that position, she must have unconsciously known what was about to happen.
My buff wife lowered her hot, tight pussy onto my towering rod, getting it all slippery with her juice. Holding onto my thighs, she moved up and down a few times, making me almost shoot off. She was still dirty, too, which turned me on further. Still, I kept myself under control.
"No, I want you to do something else," I interrupted, getting down to brass tacks.
She turned her blonde head and regarded me over her shoulder. "But we don't do that, Nick," she said.
"Yes, but you did it with Lil," I argued. "So maybe tonight's the night for it. Besides, a real cock has to be better than a fake one, even with the ridges and the vibration!"
"Damn, now you've got me curious," Janice laughed. "Well, just this once."
"That's all I'm asking," I grinned.
So she raised off me and adjusted her position, getting her pucker right on my already lubricated tip.
Then, before I could even get a chance to absorb the tease, she brought herself down onto me!
For the very first time, I was in my wife's butt! And, quite frankly, it was the first time I'd been in any woman's. I didn't want to make a practice of it either, but the feeling was incredible. The tightness was amazing, especially at the inner muscle.
I didn't have long to experience it, though, because the very novelty made me come without her even moving. I'd been holding off all night, and now I went off like crazy! As I underwent an orgasm that seemed to change my whole being, I shot gobs of hot, thick stuff up into Janice's other orifice. She came quickly, too, wiggling her butt around me.
"Ohhh, damn!" I shouted, putting my hands to my throbbing head because the sensation was so strong.
"Ohhh, Nick!" she echoed. "Ohhh, fuck!"
She kept me in her for a long time, as we seemed to keep coming. I reflected that I never had found a super-tight pussy like Lisa's, but I had found this! At last, my wife let me out and lay back beside me.
"It was better than the dildo," she observed, although I hadn't asked. "No offense, you were smaller and smoother, but real is better than fake."
"Thanks," I grinned. "And you were good beyond belief!"
"Hey, I try to be, if 'good' means bringing pleasure," she laughed throatily. "It was a wild night all around."
"Yes, it was," I finished. "And you said it yourself: 'The proof of a rule is knowing when to break it.'"
Then we pulled up the covers and went off to a well-earned sleep. Nor did we have a repeat performance, like we'd said.
But after that-okay, "butt after that"-I'd never look at a woman's rear end quite the same way again!
CHAPTER NINE
Janice still worked in construction, although not for my firm, and Angie, as I've said, is my secretary. We do a lot of playing along with our work, but sometimes we need a true vacation. So, not too long ago, when my sister's husband Sam was away on a business trip, the three of us took off for a week in the mountains.
We rented a cabin by a lake, and got down to some serious relaxation. On the first two days, Janice, Angie, and I had a couple of leisurely threesomes, free from prying eyes. We enjoyed some great meals that we cooked over a wood fire, and we spent a lot of time just sitting on the rustic porch, gazing at the blue water. At night, we all slept together in a big bed under a handmade quilt.
"This is pretty easy to take," my beautiful, dark-haired sister commented.
"It doesn't get much better than this," I agreed.
"You only go around once, so you'd better go for it," said my buff wife, completing our catalog of clich's.
Then, on the third day, the nudists arrived.
"Look!" Angie exclaimed, when she and I walked out the front door that morning. "Maybe I'm still dreaming, but aren't those folks naked?"
"They are," I confirmed, looking around. Indeed, there were a dozen people cavorting on the stony beach and in the water, and none of them had on a stitch of clothing.
Janice joined us. "What? Naked fuckers?" she reacted characteristically, making us chuckle.
But we soon found out what was going on.
"Hi," said a tanned young guy, making his way up to our porch. "We're a nudist club, and I hope we won't disturb you. We've rented several cabins on either side of yours. We come out here every summer."
"No wonder our rent was cheap," I chuckled. "But, no, we're broad-minded. The proof is that I'm here with these two women."
I didn't tell him that one of them was my sister!
So I invited the guy to stay for a cup of morning coffee. Sitting back, he told us that nudism was very much alive, even in the 1990s.
"I thought it was a thing of the past, like, when some people had to use it as an excuse for orgies," commented Angie.
"Yeah," nodded Janice. "I know there are bare-assed beaches everywhere in the world now, but I didn't know there were still organized clubs."
"The point being," I concluded, "that when people can wear thongs and have sex any which way they want, we've sort of gone beyond nudism!"
But our visitor assured us that there remained a place for his and his friends' pursuit, for soaking up sunshine and being as natural as God had made them.
"That doesn't rule out sex, though," he laughed. And if there was any doubt, his cock was half-hard between his tanned legs!
My wife and sister had seen that, too, and surely their proximity was a reason for it. They and I were wearing shorts and T-shirts, though, and that suddenly seemed inappropriate. "When in Rome, do as the Romans do." And when naked people have taken over your whole section of the lake, the same thing applies.
So, with a smile, Angela stood up and shucked off her threads, revealing her slender but large-breasted body. Janice did-likewise, baring her buff form. And so did I, finding that my cock was getting hard, as well.
In short, our vacation changed, and we became nudists for the rest of the week. What crazy adventures we were always finding!
There followed plenty of sex and plenty of swinging, to put it mildly. But what I remember most are the turn-ons that led to it, so here are a couple of those.
One afternoon, someone launched a motorboat for some water-skiing. Angie and I had done some of that before, but Janice hadn't and was content to just watch. When it was my sister's and my turn, we were able to execute some imagine moves after a bit of practice. In one of them, she got up on my shoulders as we whizzed around the lake.
I ask you to imagine that. We were nude, of course, so my own sister's pussy was right on my neck! She had recently shaved again, and I felt her scratchy fur on my back hair, not to mention her moistening labia on my skin. And the fact that I was grasping her luscious thighs to support her made her juice even more.
There was what it did to me, as well. The people in the boat smiled when they saw they were towing a happy guy with a huge erection!
"That was wild," Angie panted, when we'd cut loose the tow-rope and skis and were standing together in chest-deep water. "Now we've got to do something about it, Bro."
"Damn right," I laughed. "I'll race you back to the cabin."
The prospect of seeing her jaunty buns and her bouncing breasts in such a race excited me. But she had an even better idea.
"No, Nick," she said wantonly. "I want to do it right here!"
I had never done it in water with any woman, so I was in for a real treat. Quickly, my sexy sister grabbed my shoulders and raised herself up. Then, with a gleeful expression on her lovely face, she brought her pussy down onto my underwater cock!
Sex was so easy, there in the water. The buoyancy made every movement graceful and effortless, lending a fluidity that matched the environment. Angie boffed me in long, slow strokes, taking my whole, throbbing length.
"Ohhh, yeah!" I sighed, as a wonderful feeling rose in me. "Ohhh, this is great!"
"Isn't it, though?" my sister breathed. "I think I'm going to come soon!"
But I did have time to enjoy another phenomenon: her large, half-floating breasts! Where I was standing, they were right at the surface, her hard red nipples precisely on the dividing line between lake and sky. They looked so nice that we both looked down and watched them as we fucked.
"Ohhh, see my titties!" Angie laughed. "Don't you just love them, Nick?"
"You narcissist!" I replied. "But, yeah, I wish every horizon was marked like this!"
There were two more things I discovered about doing it in water. First, my partner was able to raise her legs without even hugging me with them. That gave total access to her pussy, but total freedom of movement, too, since I didn't even hold her up by her buns. Indeed, she made like she was treading water, which made wild things happen inside her. And those things, of course, were communicated to my cock!
"Ohhh, you feel so good in there!" I told her.
"You feel real good, too, Bro," she sighed. "But now, let's come!"
Then we did, with a strong, fluid orgasm that brought peace and release. I lunged up into her, she brought her mound down on me and held it there, and she dug her fingers into my shoulders. I did grab and squeeze her underwater buns now, adding to our excitement.
"Ohhh, Nickie!" my sister squealed, her lovely body quivering.
"Ohhh, yeah!" I went. "Ohhhhh!"
And that led to the second additional thing about waterborne sex. I decided to shoot outside her, and when I did, my stuff formed intricate white ribbons in the mountain lake!
I let Angie go, and we waded to shore. We'd gone from water-skiing to water-fucking, all on one golden afternoon! Some of the other nudists noticed it, too, and they heartily approved. What adventures we got into, and if they'd known they'd really seen incest, they probably would still have approved!
But I didn't neglect my buff wife, Janice. And she got into her own, congenial brand of sex.
On another afternoon, everybody chose up sides and played touch football on the grass above the beach.
"How are we going to tell the teams apart?" I asked. It seemed like a logical question to me, since everybody was bare-assed!
"Hey, I guess we'll have to make an exception to our lifestyle," one of the nudists said. "We'll have to have 'shirts' and 'skins.'"
So one team did put on T-shirts. But, talk about kinky, they were still bottomless! The men still had their cocks hanging out, and the women had shamelessly exposed pussies and buns.
I remembered one time at a conventional picnic, when someone had also suggested shirts and skins. He'd forgotten there were women on the teams, and before he corrected his mistake, one of them had actually pulled up her top, playfully showing us her breasts!
I also thought of how women tended to be less self-conscious than men about nudity. Often, my wife walked around the house bottomless, as if the fact that she had something on above made up for it!
At any rate, we started to play touch football. And, to connect it to Janice, she was really in her element. She was in such terrific shape, and a natural athlete as well, that she ran rings around everybody else in the game.
I ought to know, since I was on the opposite side. In the middle of one play, she came straight at me, carrying the ball.
"Go, Jan, go!" her teammates cheered; they were the 'skins'.
"I've gotcha," I responded, reaching out my hands for nothing other than her naked breasts.
"Get out of the way, you fucking hubby," she shouted hoarsely, being as butch as she could.
That threw me off guard for just an instant. It was enough, though, that I contacted one breast, but not the other. And since it was two-handed touch, my wife raced on past me and scored a touchdown.
"We ought to make it so the guys have to touch breasts," one fellow said, having noted my attempt. "And that the girls have to touch cocks!"
It was getting really raunchy; those nudists did have sex on the brain.
Oh, and I should mention that the people who weren't playing acted as cheerleaders on the sidelines. They jumped up and down, tits and cocks bouncing!
In the end, largely due to her efforts, Janice's team won. At least it wasn't a tie, which would have been like kissing your sister. That didn't apply in my case, though, because I was fucking my sister!
But my buff wife wasn't the only one who would have a "big score"!
"Damn, that was a turn-on," I told her, when we got back to our cabin. Angie was off with some other man, and we had the place to ourselves.
"It got me all hot and sweaty, too," she said, looking at me wantonly. "Nickie guy, we need to fuck!"
There was no argument from me. I peeled off my shirt, and prepared to give it to her any way she wanted it.
But that "way" turned out to be as kinky as the rest of the game!
My wife grabbed the edge of a rustic table and bent over, wiggling her naked butt at me.
"Pretend you're the quarterback," she said, over her shoulder. "And that I'm the center."
She paused. "But instead of me hiking you the ball," she concluded, "you give me your prick!"
"I'll give you some balls, too!" I responded, going her one better. But then I stepped up behind her, and got on down to business.
Holding onto her trim waist, I plunged my rigid member into her tight, slippery pussy to the hilt. Without a pause, I began thrusting powerfully, using my whole length. I put it to her with all the strength I had in me.
"Hey, Nick!" she reacted. "You're a regular wild man today. You're a 'Nick-prick!'"
"That's because you inspired it," I laughed, still lunging for all I was worth. "You showed your athletic prowess, and now I'm showing mine. This is a physical fuck, bar none!"
Hotter and hotter we got, and higher and higher we built. As I looked down at Janice, I reveled in her buff body as never before. There were her tensing buns, her curving, muscular back, her well-defined shoulders and arms, and her blonde, nodding head. That wasn't to mention her taut thighs below, which I was meeting with mine. She was so strong, and yet it was a feminine strength. Excuse the expression, but my wife was one bitchin' broad!
"Ungh! Ungh!" I grunted, as I banged her to a finish. I was still thinking of football, and I was nearing the goal line.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" she echoed, bucking back at me. Her pussy set up a powerful suction, and I could actually hear the sound it made on my cock.
Then I plunged into the end zone, and Janice joined me. "Aangh!" we roared, like the crowd at a stadium. "Aangh! Aangh!" Our bodies stiffened, our fingers and toes curled, and our heads swam from the sheer strength of it. "Aaaangh!"
And I shot big gobs of my hot stuff inside her, as I hadn't with Angie in the water. In fact, my big cock shot deeper than it ever had before!
So those were a couple of wild, turned-on times with my sister and my spouse, at the impromptu nudist colony by the lake. We'd had threesomes, too, like I said.
Before our week's vacation was over, though, I had another threesome. It didn't involve Angela and Janice, who were doing some outside swinging themselves, but it was just as wild in a way all its own!
To tell the truth, I had never been attracted to fat women, as my previous choice of partners would indicate. The farthest I had gone-except for Eileen, whom I sure as hell didn't count-was someone like Mona, whose breasts were huge but the rest of whose body was average in build. With the world being so fitness conscious, I guess I thought that women should keep themselves in better shape.
But that was before I met Cathy and Carol!
They were two of the nudists, and were only in their early twenties. There was something about fat young women, it seemed, that made them more desirable than older ones. Maybe it was because their excess flesh was still firm, not saggy, so that they gave the impression of being ripe and fully packed. I'm sorry if I'm objectifying here, but I was trying to come to terms with my new attraction.
Cathy and Carol were tanned, too, from all their outdoor living. They were blondes, but their big bodies were brown as berries. I might have missed the big rolls of white flesh that were the traditional attributes of overweight women, but their tans made them look even better.
Yes, those two were "plumpers," as the saying goes, or, because of their youth, "chubettes"! And, while the other nude males liked and were liked by them, too, one night they got eyes for me.
So, here's how I suddenly got almost more than I could handle. Indeed, here's how I had tons of fun!
After dinner, Cathy and Carol invited me to their cabin. We didn't need to strip down, because we were already nude, which was an advantage of our environment. But I did take in their ballooning breasts, their rounded bellies, their massive butts, and their thick thighs, for the first time in a sexual way. I was pleased to see that my cock got hard instantly, and so were they. Truly, my manhood was bigger than usual, maybe in tribute to their own size. In addition, there was not just one, but two of them!
Not knowing just how to proceed in the face of so much naked femininity, I lay back on the bed and let them make the first move. And make it, they did! They bounced down on either side of me, almost breaking the springs. In fact, I thought I might be crushed, but what a way to go!
"Ohhh, yeah," Carol purred, reaching down to stroke my upright cock. She was sort of an earthy type, like Janice but with at least twice the weight.
"Oooh, wow!" gushed Cathy, getting her hot hand on my member, as well. She was the quintessential cute young "chubette"!
They kept stroking me, until I was feeling very, very good. I was also turned on by the sight of their full, intent faces, and by the feel of their heavy, naked bodies, which I was hugging. But I didn't come, because I wanted to see what else they had in store for me.
And, sure enough, they went on to suck me, too! First, moving lower on the bed, they licked up and down my sensitive shaft, one on either side. Then they took turns giving me head. Besides the sensation of having two women doing me, their thick lips and their chubby cheeks made for an oral experience I'd never had before!
"Ohhh, yeah!" I sighed, reaching down and caressing their ample shoulders. "Do that, lovers!"
"Are you sure you don't think we're too fat?"
Carol asked, when her mouth happened to be off me.
"Oh, no!" I protested. "like they say, and if you'll excuse me, there's just more of you to love. And if I can add to that, you have twice the sex in you!"
Speaking of "in," though, it was time for us to do a lot more. I really wanted to boff those big babes, and they weren't exactly unwilling. So I motioned for them to stop sucking my cock and move higher on the bed again. But then they began boffing me!
First, Carol got on top. She held some of her weight off me, but she let me have plenty of it, too. Her big breasts sat on my chest, pressing out to the sides, and her round belly heavily contacted my middle. I looked up at her lustful, moon-like face, and I reached down and stroked her great warm buns. Yes, a sexy fat woman could really occupy your body and your mind!
She took in my cock and lunged back and forth on it. Imagine my surprise when I found that her pussy was as narrow and tight as the rest of her wasn't! Maybe it was because she was young, or maybe many overweight women were that way. In any event, the contrast was wild.
And she had such an appetite for sex! In fact, her eyes bulged and her generous mouth drooled as she balled me. Her pussy, too, put out oodles of hot, slick stuff.
"Ohhh, yeah!" I gasped, completely giving myself over to her. "There is more of you to love!"
I felt awash in a sea of lust. And, although I'd often enjoyed Janice's strength, this was feminine power in a whole different way.
"That's right, Nick," she laughed, and I could feel the sensation in her entire body. "You didn't know what you were missing!"
I could hardly miss someone like her! Carol kept balling me like gangbusters, her full flesh a symphony of sexual motion. While her pussy was tight and my cock was big, I thought she might even pull me inside and make me a part of her. But, again, what a way to go!
Then I came, with a blast as huge as she was! I had considered holding off so I could bang Cathy, too, but I now knew that wasn't going to be a problem. With women like those to inspire me, I could get it up again in a minute.
"Ohhh! Ohhh, damn!" I bellowed, as I shot a massive load. "Ohhh, what a great big O this is!"
"Ohhh. Ohhhhh!" my partner chorused, coming too. But her orgasm, of course, was even bigger.
It was almost beyond description. Every inch of her body shivered and quivered, and there were a lot of inches to do so! Her blonde head nodded, and her breasts, belly, and buns shook with ecstasy. Her wide mouth panted and drooled, and her pussy juice flooded.
"Ohhhh!" she went again. She was like a world of sex, a wonder of nature!
Carol collapsed down onto me, threatening to crush me with her weight once more. But then she rolled off, because it was time for me to get back to pleasure. It was Cathy's turn now!
Sure enough, I was hard again quickly. And the second bulky blonde presented a less formidable task, if you could call it that. Where her friend had banged me, she just lay back and waited to be banged.
So I got on top of her, which was almost like climbing a mountain of love! With average women, I might have supported myself on my elbows, but with her, my limbs could scarcely reach the bed. She didn't seem to mind, either, because she had enough mass to hold me up.
Her breasts and her belly were like marvelous pillows. Her warm, billowy flesh felt wonderful, as I practically rolled around on it. When the time came for entry, I had trouble finding her pussy, but she spread her thick thighs wider and eased me down, then up and into it. Despite her size, it was just as tight as her friend's!
I began thrusting away, or rather, bouncing on her! If I'd thought I was in danger of being engulfed by Carol, then Cathy was even more formidable. I wondered if I'd be sucked into her through my cock. Even more, though, I might dive in and lose myself in a sea of bliss!
But there was something else about her. Damn, if she wasn't ticklish! Her flesh seemed more sensitive because there was so much of it, but how could sex affect a woman that way? It was the act itself, too, not anything I did, such as touch her with my hands.
"Hee, hee, hee!" she giggled, her cute face looking up at me. "Oooh!"
"Hey, you're amazing," I laughed, being infected by her merriment. And I kept on laughing, too!
But her ticklishness only made our encounter better. It set her body in incredible motion, as her naked flesh shook and she heaved under me. That's not to mention what it did to her pussy. If you've never balled a woman while she was giggling, then you don't know what exciting convulsions it causes in her quim!
"Oh, wow!" I exclaimed. "You're too much, and I mean that literally. I've gotta come, girl. I've gotta let loose and come!"
"Then come, man," Cathy tittered, as her huge tits cushioned my chest. "And so will I!"
At that, we underwent a huge orgasm, one that shivered our timbers, rattled our cages, and blew our minds. I plunged my cock all the way into her and held it there, our pelvises trying to become one.
We came for a long, long time, and it only got better. Fireworks went off in our heads, and the sheer size of what we were feeling virtually overwhelmed us. I shot and shot and shot, as her juice squirted out around me. Big woman? Huge climax!
"Ohhh, yeah!" I gasped. "I never would have believed this!"
"Believe it," my partner responded, her giggles having at last subsided. "And I've gotta say this. Once you go "fat," you'll never go back!"
"Ohhh!" we went. "Ohhh, ohhh, ohhhhh!"
At last, our orgasm was over. I reluctantly pulled out of her, and lay back on the mattress between her and Carol. I felt totally drained and exhausted, as if I'd laid four women instead of two. In a way, I had!
I'd done all I could do, and had been richly rewarded. My cup had run over! I'd remember those two for a long, long time, and I would never look at "fat" women quite the same way again.
I thought of balling them once more, maybe both at one time, but I just couldn't. I envisioned myself on top, sliding from one to the other, and a marvelous picture it was. But it would have to remain a mental picture, maybe for a future wet dream.
Nor did they get into it with each other, since that apparently wasn't their style. But what they had done had been more than enough, just as they themselves were!
Finally, I dragged myself up and out of their cabin, there at the mountain lake. Carol and Cathy got up, also, and saw me to the door, standing on either side of me and hugging and kissing me for all they were worth.
And that was a lot. Anyone looking on would have seen two naked young women twice my size, practically "smooshing" me between them!
When I staggered back to my own cabin, Janice and Angie were waiting up for me. It was almost as if they weren't there, though, because they looked so slender by comparison. I knew I would soon go back to them, too, in spite of what Cathy had said. But I had experienced a sort of revelation.
"Did you have fun, Nick?" my buff wife asked me.
"Oh, you don't know," I replied. "I did have tons of fun."
"Well, that's how sex should be," my sister commented.
But little did she know how good two heavy women had made it for me. The experience had been just as wild as sex with my dear, sweet sis!
Then our week at the lake was over. We said good-bye to the nudists who had made it such a crazy time, and we headed home to the city.
There, we had more sexy adventures!
CHAPTER TEN
Our vacation had really been a "busman's holiday." Maybe Angie, Janice, and I had sought to take a break from sex as well as work, but it had only been from work! Indeed, we'd had more hot sex than ever. There had been the time with my sister in the water, the time with my wife after the football game, and last but certainly not least, my "big" time with Cathy and Carol!
But that was what we were about, and we did revel in it. So, while it added a whole new wrinkle, we were more than ready for what happened next.
"I'm bored, and I'm lonely," my tough blonde wife said to me one day.
The confession sounded odd coming from her, because she was usually so hardedged. And how could she feel that way, with all the intimate partners she had?
"How can you be?" I asked, from where I sat opposite her in our living room.
"Well," she replied, "you have your affair with Angela, and it's so close because she's actually your sister. Also, it lets you have two 'wives', while I only have one man. Even Angie has Sam in addition to you, though he's a husband in name only."
"I see your point," I said. "And I want to help you, but I don't see what can be done. For example, you couldn't very well marry someone else and become a bigamist!"
"Oh, there is something," Janice said, leaning back, with a dreamy look in her blue eyes. "Maybe I could have what Angie and you have."
"But you don't even have a brother," I objected, catching her drift.
At that, her faraway look slowly changed into a wanton smile.
"Oh, yes, I do," she said, opening whole new vistas of sex in my mind. "Yes, I do!"
I had never delved into my wife's background, and she'd never told me. I hadn't met her parents, even at our wedding. To me, she was tough, self-sufficient Janice, and that was all I wanted and needed to know.
During the next few minutes, though, she told me about her long-lost brother, Tim. He was a worker on the high iron, too, but she'd lost track of him years before.
"So, what if I found Tim and fucked him?" she theorized, becoming my raunchy bride once again. "He always leched after me anyway, to tell the truth."
If she'd repressed such things, she might be in trouble, I reflected. But the fact that she didn't made it healthy, instead.
"You're in your thirties now, though," I cautioned. "It wouldn't be the same as with Angie and me, who started at nineteen and twenty-one."
"Yes, Nick," she admitted. "But he and I might approach it from a more mature angle. We'd know what we were getting into, objectively."
She paused, during which time I appreciated how much she'd grown.
"Besides," my wilder than ever wife concluded, with a grin, "we'd have you and your sister to inspire us and maybe even coach us!"
I couldn't very well argue with that.
Nor could I deny the bulge in my pants, since, damn it, the whole idea turned me on!
So we set about finding Tim. All else having failed, we tried one of those search services they advertise on TV, and it worked. Being the ever helpful husband, I suddenly found myself driving six hundred miles to pick the guy up in my truck.
I met Janice's brother at an oil field, where he'd been working on a tall rig. If she was buff, then he gave a whole new meaning to the term. And if I was pretty muscular myself, which I was, then he put even me to shame.
In short, brown-haired Tim was about the roughest, toughest guy I'd ever seen. Wearing only scuffed boots and torn jeans, he was the type you might not even let into your living room. But, knowing my wife's earthiness, I might have known!
We had phoned ahead, and Tim had agreed to move to our city. With a grin, he tugged on a T-shirt, threw his duffel bag into the back of my truck, and off he and I went. He pulled a six-pack of beer out of a brown paper sack and offered me one. Then he sat back to talk.
"So, how do you like fucking my sister, Nickie-boy?" he began. He was nothing if not direct, just like her.
"Fantastic," I replied. I didn't say she wanted to fuck him, as well.
"Yeah, but you must get some outside action, too," he laughed hoarsely. "I know she-likes to."
"As a matter-of-fact, I do," I answered. I didn't think the time was right to tell him all about Angie!
"Well, shit, then, maybe you and I can do some scoring along the way," Tim said, a gleam in his eye. "We've gotta spend one-night in a motel, and there's no point in wasting it."
Now I knew what kind of guy I had on my hands, and I found that I liked him. Nor was the prospect of some sudden, casual sex unwelcome at all.
So, when the sun went down, we found a motel next to a diner. Tim said we could pick up waitresses there, and he was right. To cut to the chase, an hour later, we were in our room with two nineteen-year-old brunettes who had just gotten off work. His manner had done the trick; I hadn't had to do anything.
In fact, all he had said was, "Hey, babes, want some cock you'll never forget?"
And he'd taken it for granted that we'd have a foursome in that one room. It was so casual, too, that we didn't even exchange names. We just made sure we had plenty of rubbers on hand!
"Strip down, darling," Janice's brother said to one of the dark-haired lovelies. "Let's see what you've got."
"You do it, you prick," she taunted. Leave it to him to have found girls just as down-to-earth as he was.
So he unzipped her pink waitress uniform in back, and eased it off her shoulders with his rough hands. Then he unhooked her white bra and pulled it down, too, baring her firm, young tits.
"My, my, what beauties!" Tim reacted. "So nice and pointy. So good to suck on!"
Having said that, he bent down and got his mouth on them. His partner's smallish breasts did look very appetizing, especially the hard brown nipples.
Not to be outdone, I followed his lead with the other brunette. While their figures were similar in most respects, her breasts were larger and heavier. I lifted them in my hands and nuzzled them, too, as she began to sigh deeply.
"Oh, yeah," she went. "Yeah, do that!"
"I sure will, honey," I found myself replying. It was contagious; I was sounding like Tim!
But I didn't mind one bit. I could get pretty raunchy myself, so I let it all hang out. As my new buddy went on to push his girl's uniform all the way down and off and to kneel at her feet, I did the same with mine. Then we took off their white thong panties, going right for the gold.
Actually, it was black, not golden. "Damn what a nice patch of pussy hair!" Tim exclaimed. My female partner's was just as dark and thick, and I told her so. Above us, the two women purred with arousal.
My buddy turned out to have an appetite for pussy, and so did I. We grasped the brunettes' firm young buns and dove between their silky thighs. I ate mine avidly, tonguing open her sweet labia and reveling in her inner pink. I licked her joy button, looking up along her flat tummy to the undersides of her fine breasts.
Thanks, Tim; this wasn't hard to take!
Then, speaking of "hanging out," he and I stood up and unzipped, freeing our rock-hard cocks. The two girls panted when they saw them, and fell to their knees in turn. In a minute, they were sucking us, holding onto our bases and fondling our balls. Their dark eyes gazed wantonly up at us as they gave us head. We looked down and saw their sleek backs curving and their naked butts wiggling.
"Suck it, babe!" I panted. "That feels good!"
"Mmmmm," she hummed, which made it feel even better. "Mmmmm!"
Then we got down to the business of pleasure. I pulled my partner up and off my cock, and I took off my clothes. Placing my hands under her naked buns, I lifted her off her feet. She hugged me eagerly, her wet, furry pussy settling on my prominent rod. In that position, I carried her to a dresser that was across the motel room, and I plopped her butt down on it.
"Yeah, fuck me, big guy," she gasped. Those nineteen-year-old waitresses were really hot to trot!
Hunching down a bit, I slid my throbbing cock into her. She was silky and tight inside, feeling just great on me. She spread her legs wide and stretched them out, taking me to the hilt. I began lunging strongly, as her good-sized breasts shook in rhythm and her hot breath blew in my ear.
"Ungh," I grunted. "Ungh!" I still felt as rough and ready as Tim was.
"Ohhh, fuck!" she responded, screwing up her face and getting hotter and hotter. At this rate, it wouldn't be very long!
Then we came together, in a rush of heat and juices. She went through an exciting series of shudders, and I broke quickly and pumped my rubber full. It had been a fast encounter, and sometimes those were the best, especially if the woman was turned on enough to come too.
"Ohhh, yeah," we panted. "Ohhh, fuck. Ohhhhh!"
Meanwhile, Tim had been putting it to his dark-haired lovely on one of the beds. We had time to watch the end of it, and we did. He was on top, plunging his big, hard rod into her, supporting himself on his elbows and knees. He looked like Mr. America as his every muscle flexed. I was no slouch, but no wonder these girls had agreed to play with us, with him making the original move!
"Oh, honey!" he was saying, with a big grin on his face. "Hey, take that thing. Take it right!"
"Oooh," she was responding. Her spread legs were in the air, her pointy tits were upright, and she was digging her fingers into his broad back. "Oooh!"
Then they, too, stiffened and came. But he kept thrusting, getting every blessed thing out of his climax that he could. Leave it to my horny wife's brother to go all the way!
"Oh, my stars!" he exclaimed, pumping every ounce he had. "Hell, I'm seeing stars! Yo!"
"Ohhh, wow!" his lover gushed, her young body dissolving into quivers of delight around his champion cock. "Ohhh, that was super. Ahhhhh!"
At last, Tim pulled out of her. But, with scarcely a moment's pause, he turned to me.
"Hey, good buddy, bring your babe over here," he grinned. "Change rubbers, and change partners. It's time for a switch!"
"I don't know if I can, so soon, good buddy," I replied honesdy.
But he wouldn't leave it alone.
"Aw, shit," he said. "You'll be hard in a minute.
Besides, look at you. You've still got your Johnson bar in her!"
It was true. Having started to watch him and his girl right after my climax, I'd never even disengaged from mine! What's more, my cock was already stiff again, so I needn't have worried.
"Ten-four," I laughed. Then I picked my partner up by the butt off the dresser, and took her on over.
I ought to have known. Doing a foursome that involved a relation of Janice's would bring you back up every time!
So I laid my lusty brunette back on the mattress beside her friend. Then I pulled out, and switched places with Tim. The girls were looking up at us with sex-drunk eyes, and were obviously game for more. Men may be insatiable, but if there's one thing I've learned, it's that once women really get going, they're more so!
Now I slipped it to the other one. She was just as hot and tight and exciting, and just as ready to take it. I thrust wildly, as she bucked her sexy hips up at me in return. Damn, this was a fine show!
"Oh, yeah!" she panted, rolling her big brown eyes. "He fucked me, now you fuck me. Yeah!"
"Oh, I will," I gasped, going at it like a house on fire. "I will!"
But there was one thing different about this one, and that was her pointy tits. With their hard nipples, they did wild things to my chest as they brushed against it. Huge-breasted Mona had been great, but this was just as great in the other direction. Her cone-shaped tits really set my heart on fire!
And there was another thing. Beside us, Tim and his dark-haired girl were also banging away. It was like when Angie and I had enjoyed the foursome with Lisa and Ryan, but this was much raunchier. My buddy and I even got into rhythm, like a two-headed fucking machine!
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" we went, lunging faster and faster, stronger and stronger.
"Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!" our female partners echoed, actually waving their spread legs in the air. An earthquake for four was about to happen, and happen it did!
We all came at the exact same moment. The mattress shook under us, and the lights even seemed to dim in the motel room. All nature seemed to take a breath, as we stiffened and held ours.
Then we broke, with an orgasm I still can hardly believe. It was like an outside force, and maybe it was. What had begun as a raw, physical encounter, even a cheap one, had suddenly taken us far above.
We were a contractor, a construction worker, and two young waitresses. But we made history of a sort, that night.
"Oh, yeah!" we yelled, as our bodies came and came and came. "Ohhhhh!"
After that, we were hungry as hell. We had gotten down, and then been taken surprisingly up, but now we were back to basics again.
"I've needed some real food ever since I ate that pussy," Tim chuckled, getting to his feet and reaching for his clothes. "But now I could eat a grocery store!"
"Me, too," I laughed, doing-likewise. And the two well-fucked babes weren't slow to follow.
So we went back to the diner, through the refreshing night air. It was closed, but our friends had a key, and we cooked up some steak and eggs. There was some beer, too, so we sat drinking and talking for a while.
"You gals must think us guys are sons-of-bitches," my buddy said at one point. "We love you and leave you, which is just what we're gonna do tomorrow morning."
"Oh, I don't know about that," one of the brunettes replied. "We're not that different from you men. We like our fun, too, and there'll be plenty of time for us to settle down later."
"Well, all I can say is 'thank you, ma'am,'" Tim grinned, when we finally said good night and headed back to the room. "So, thank you, one and all!"
In the morning, he and I piled into my truck and headed the rest of the way home. He kept up his earthy, good-natured talk, and I knew I'd really grown to like the guy, not to mention liking what we'd just shared.
But I knew that he wasn't about to "settle down" himself. It wouldn't happen in any event, and espedaily not when Janice was about to seduce him!
What a wild thing, indeed, I thought as I drove along. I was about to share my wife with her own brother!
Then we were walking into my house. And Janice, wearing a sexy black sheath for the occasion, was coming up and hugging her long-lost sibling.
It was a hug, too, with a lot of sex in it, since she was already working her shameless plan.
"Damn, Sis, how you've grown!" Tim grinned, picking her up and spinning her around.
"You, too, Bro," she laughed. She wasn't bored or lonely anymore.
And, while I should have been jealous under another set of rules, I stood there as a happy spectator.
With their incredible, buff bodies and their same, rough attitude, they were such a pair that they belonged together, so who was I to stand in the way?
Indeed, who were they themselves to deny it?
There was one thing more.
When I heard them saying "Sis" and "Bro," I could only think of myself and Angie.
It had come full circle. Everyone had truly come home!
So, when Janice actually put her proposition to Tim later that day, it wasn't surprising what happened.
"I brought you back because I want to fuck you, guy," she said simply, as we sat in the living room. I recalled how she'd thought it best to be objective about it, win or lose, and so she was.
"You see, we've got an incest thing going here," my wife concluded. "Though she's conveniently married to someone else, Nick's been fucking his sister, and now I want to even things out by doing it with you."
It was an amazing moment. Tim looked at me as if to say what a rascal I was, but that he could understand it. Then, after a long pause, he rose to the occasion about the far more personal thing.
"Aw, shit, Sis," he responded. "Sure, I'll do it. I've always wanted to, anyhow. Who wouldn't, with a sexy broad like you?"
So it was settled. But before we finished the subject, Janice said one more thing, with a flash of insight.
"Maybe what we're doing is wrong," she concluded. "But maybe it's more wrong not to be free and open, not to follow our natural desires."
Those were my sentiments, exactly. There was a Tightness I felt every time I was in Angie's pussy, and I knew it would be the same with my wife and her brother.
It only remained for Tim and Janice to consummate their pledge of incestuous love. They might have done it that very afternoon, but it seemed that the thing deserved a more dramatic moment and a better stage.
"I've got it," my buff wife exclaimed, when we discussed that. "The incest club!"
"You took the words right out of my mouth," I laughed. "That's exactly where it should be."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
There was a. meeting of the incest club the very next night, and we eagerly attended. Tim had been filled in on the place, and Janice had already known about it through Angie's and my experiences. But when the four of us arrived at the front door of the mansion, our well-dressed host and hostess looked skeptical.
"Say, old man," Ryan addressed me. "You and your sister are good friends, but I don't know these other people."
"These 'people,'" I replied with a smile, "happen to be my raunchy wife and her long-lost brother."
"But have they, well, done it?" inquired Lisa, looking great in a filmy white gown.
"No, they haven't," I answered.
Then I paused for a moment, drawing out the suspense.
"However," I concluded, "they plan to break the ice tonight, right here in your humble abode!"
And that news drove our host and hostess half-crazy. They seized our arms and propelled us into the luxurious living room, where they clapped their hands and called for attention.
"Look, everybody!" Lisa exclaimed, stopping a number of sex acts in the middle. "A first-time couple! We haven't had one of those in years!"
There were shouts of approval all around, and then everyone got back to finishing what they'd started. It was important news, but nature had to take its course!
So, before the ultimate moment that they'd all watch, Janice and her brother had a chance to familiarize themselves with the club and what went on there. And, like Angie and myself on our first visit, they could hardly believe their eyes.
"Goll-ee!" Tim reacted, glancing around the big room. "You mean to tell me all these fucking folks are brothers and sisters?"
"Or aunts and nephews, or lesbian sisters, or uncles and nieces, whatever," I told him. "But let's just watch one couple do their thing!"
Then I led them over to one of the couches, where a gray-haired guy who had to be fifty was putting it to a red-headed beauty half his age. Ryan appeared behind us and whispered that they were niece and uncle.
The young woman was lying back with her arms over her head and her legs spread, her large, hard-nippled breasts standing up proudly. Her figure was a bit on the full side, but that only made her look more appetizing, like a ripe, freckled peach. She did indeed have that delicious white skin that's particular to redheads, along with the dusting of freckles. Yes, she was succulent!
But, if you'll excuse the pun, sucking wasn't what she was doing now. She was taking her uncle's long, stiff cock eagerly, rolling around and wriggling her luscious hips. It was sliding under her exciting blaze of red fur, between her delightful pink labia. Her happy face seemed to be saying that it was the most natural thing in the world for her to be engaged in that activity.
"Oooh! Oooh! Oooh!" she was going, as well. "Oooh, fuck me, Uncle! Give me what I need from you!"
"Oh, this is great," he responded. "I'm the luckiest man on the face of the earth!"
He was in great shape, too, so that it really didn't appear that odd for him to be the lover of a woman so much younger. In fact, it seemed right, of which more later.
"Oooh, here it comes!" the niece was panting now, her scrumptious body starting to quiver and her voice getting higher. "Oooh, here it is!"
"Me, too!" went the uncle, lunging ever faster into her. "Ohhhhh!"
So they came together, heaving and straining, until he pumped her full of his hot, incestuous stuff.
Afterward, the couple disengaged, sat up on the sofa, and started to talk to those of us who'd been watching. And, while I'm sure you want to hear about Janice and Tim's first time, I've got to repeat their fascinating story. After all, we had to wait while they told it.
Besides, you must want to learn how those two happened to get it on.. .
It all started a couple of years ago (the uncle said). My young lover, here, was a college student in the town where my wife and I lived. Of course, we'd often have her over for dinner, giving her some of the family feeling and home cooking she missed while she was away from her parents, who were my sister and her husband.
But things just weren't "cooking" for me. I was well into middle age, and I was feeling depressed about getting older. My sex drives had been strong up until a few years before, but they'd become weaker. Sex was okay with my wife, but it was almost automatic, and we did it less and less often, with less excitement and, on my part, less satisfaction.
So I talked to a male friend about my problem, and he set me straight.
"When you were younger, did you ever wonder why so many older men went off with younger women?" he asked.
"Well," he said, answering his own question, "now you should know. It's because sex-and I mean hot, fresh sex-is the only thing that can keep a guy young and in the game. That's the way of nature, and you just can't argue with it. So if I were you, I'd find a new, young lover, part-time or full-time, to keep me from going over the hill!"
It took me awhile to admit it, but he was right. And when I rented some X-rated videos and analyzed my reaction to the youthful participants, I knew he was. Still, I delayed the inevitable.
But little did I know in whose marvelous person it was to come my way!
One evening, we had invited my niece over for dinner as usual. At the last minute, though, my wife phoned and said she had to work late, so it turned out to be my niece and I, alone. I felt a bit uncomfortable about the situation, but even more, I was excited. And, as I set the table, I found myself turning down the lights and setting out candles. I was making the atmosphere romantic, as if it were a date!
My niece arrived, wearing a short white dress. As we sat opposite each other at the glass-topped table, I could see every inch of her luscious thighs, and even the edge of her panties. Above, I feasted my eyes on her breasts, which were swelling out of her low-cut dress. I met her green eyes, finding an incredibly dreamy, even lustful look in them. At that moment, I knew it was all over for us.
Without saying a word, I got up from my chair and walked over to my niece. She stood up, and we came into each other's arms. I had hugged her before, but now it had a whole new meaning. Her full breasts pressed my chest, and my hands cupped her delicious buns, pulling her warm mound to my hardened manhood. We kissed hotly and deeply, knowing beyond the shadow of a doubt that we were going to go all the way.
"Oooh, uncle!" she sighed. "Oooh, I love you so much!"
"Me, too," I responded. And I knew that I did. My younger woman had turned out to be my own niece!
Then I lifted up her dress, pulled down her panties, and ran my hands over her smooth, warm rear. Moving around to her front, I felt her naked pussy for the first time, thrilling to her soft, humid fur and her very wet, slippery labia. And when I fingered her clit and even penetrated her opening, she went wild.
"Oooh, yes!" she went, beginning to shudder uncontrollably. "Oooh, forget everything else, and fuck me now!"
So I helped her to the living room sofa and laid her back on it. I had time to take off her dress and her bra, baring her generous breasts. Bending down, I sucked for a moment at her red nipples and her puckered areolae.
But then I did what we both wanted. I tore off my clothes, got over her, and slid my cock into her hot, slick pussy!
I was scarcely conscious of the word "incest." Nor did I think of my entering her as being a big or forbidden step, because it felt like such a natural one. Indeed, my niece and I have never gotten a kinky charge out of our being so closely related.
She was the woman I needed, and I was the man she required; it was as simple as that. But that didn't mean we didn't make fireworks happen!
As I thrust passionately, her hot, tight pussy was an absolute dream come true. My manhood was bigger, harder, and more sensitive than it had been in years. I had almost forgotten how great sex could feel; it was as if I was young again, too. Nor was it automatic; it was new and real, and I was alive once more!
"Ohhh, yeah!" I sighed, my voice full of emotion. "This is it. Ohhh, thanks!"
"Don't thank me, Uncle," my partner panted, smiling upward. "You're making me feel just as good!"
And she was really getting into it; maybe passion ran in the family! Her white, lightly freckled flesh was quivering all over, and her upright breasts were shaking. Her red hair was fanned out, and her pretty face wore a look of lustful concentration. I glanced down between us, reveling in the sight of her lush red fur, as well. Whatever else she was, she was one hot number!
"Oooh, fuck me!" she shrieked now, her juices flowing freely around my happy member. "Oooh! Oooh!"
And I did, until she dissolved into a shivering, exciting orgasm. I followed an instant later, with the longest, strongest, sharpest, and most heartening climax I'd had in many years.
"Ohhh, yeah!" I shouted, nearly passing out from the strength and the joy of it. "I'm a new man! Ohhhhh!"
My niece and I were able to get cleaned up and dressed before my wife came home, so she suspected nothing. But we knew that our love and our intercourse were far from over.
So we met secretly from then on, apart from the family dinners. But those meetings were a "family affair" all their own!
I'll never forget the first time ate my niece's red-furred pussy, or the first time she gave me marvelous head. I'll always remember when she first rode me like a cowgirl, her white arms over her head and her full breasts bouncing, and when I first put it to her pussy from behind, her buns looking so luscious and her breasts swinging. Yes, we got to know each other very well!
But, to make a long story short (the uncle concluded), it turned out that we couldn't ever let each other go. So I left my wife and we ran off to this city, where we've been living together ever since. We keep our relatedness a secret, except here at the incest club. And the family doesn't even know we're sharing a roof.
. . . "Yes," his niece said, from where she sat naked beside him on the sofa. I, Nick, couldn't help picturing them on another sofa, when they'd enjoyed their very first time.
"But there is one person who knows the truth, and that's my mother, his sister," she went on. "When she found out, it drove her half-crazy, but not for the reasons you'd think. Instead, it's our firm belief that she was jealous of me, that she wanted to fuck her own brother, herself! At any rate, she's not telling."
"You're probably right," Janice said. "It's amazing what happens when we break free. Damn, I'm about to prove it with my brother, tonight!"
"Just one more thing," added the niece. "From my point of view, I'd had the hots for my uncle for months. I'd grown to love him, too, given his maturity, his knowledge-and my belief that he'd fuck me like a dream!"
She smiled. "So I wore that dress on purpose, that night," she finished. "And I wasn't disappointed. How or why it happened, I don't care. All I know is that I'll live with him, and love him, and fuck him, for the rest of his life!"
And now it was time. There in the palatial living room, she and her uncle vacated the sofa, making room for someone else.
It was all going to come full circle, and again, I do mean "come"! My buff wife was going to break the ice and do the deed with her tough brother, Tim, as my sister Angie and I and a hundred others watched!
There were murmurs of approval as they stripped down for action. Without a moment's hesitation, they laid bare their well-muscled forms.
"Well, goll-ee!" Tim grinned, looking his sister up and down. "You sure have built a bod. And that pussy of yours looks good enough to eat!"
"In due time," Janice laughed, as she surveyed her brother. "Right now, that big, hard cock of yours is what I need. I don't want to be eaten, but fucked!"
It was to be earthy, athletic sex at its best. And, since they'd decided to do it, they were going to be down to earth about it. Right then, they were simply a cock and a pussy, aching for each other.
So Tim made the move. With a happy shrug, he grabbed his sister's hard buns and lifted her off the floor. She eagerly helped, putting her arms around his neck, spreading her thighs, and leaping upward. When she settled, it was with his long, thick rod along her hot, juicing slit, and with her yellow fur meeting his. So far, so good!
Then they dry-humped for a few strokes, which was effortless because of their strength. It was wild for me, especially, to see how a-like they were, a male and a female version of the same thing. That wasn't to mention the fact that one of them was my wife, and that she was about to take her own brother's cock!
"We're gettin' there, Sis," Tim grunted as they moved. "We're gettin' there!"
"So, get there, Bro!" Janice responded wantonly. "Lift me up, and put me down on that maypole of yours!"
And he did, so quickly that I almost missed it. Suddenly, they were really joined, with the whole depth of her tight pussy sliding on the whole length of his rigid rod.
It had been done. They were fucking! And, oh, what a fuck it was!
At first, they stayed in the same position, with him standing and her clinging to him. He was so strong that he could have held up three women, and she was so buff that she didn't even need to be held! In fact, she did most of the happy work now; he only provided the pole on which she moved.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh," Janice went huskily, balling in a way I knew so well. It drove me wild to see it, and my hand went to my crotch.
"Ungh. Ungh," Tim grunted, angling his hips upward so she had an even better approach. "Ungh!"
There was something about that position that drove everyone at the incest club wild. Maybe it was because we could see between her buns to the actual point of joining, where his big member was sliding between her formfitting labia. It was explicit, honest, and all out in the open.
At any rate, we loved it. But then they changed around. And that was exciting, too!
Shunning the sofa, my wife lifted herself off her brother and dropped down onto the floor. She turned around and got on her hands and knees, wiggling her wanton butt at him and grinning over her shoulder. What a picture she made there, like a strong, primitive woman thinking of nothing but his cock!
And he accepted his sister's invitation. Kneeling behind her, he felt up her dripping pussy, then transferred his hands to her pendant breasts, then brought them back and seized her tightened buns. After that, he slid his big, stiff rod back into her!
"Ohhh, damn, does that feel fine!" Janice exclaimed, as she took that cock again. "Ohhh, yeah!"
"Right you are," Tim laughed. "Sis, you and I were just meant to be!"
Then he put on a great fucking performance. Levering with his hips, he gave it to her fast, then slowly, then fast again, then so fast that it was almost a blur! They both became coated with sweat, and it dripped off their noses and chins. I recalled the first time I'd seen my future wife, on a sweltering day on the high iron, and the time when she'd taken the dildo. Well, she was just as hot now, inside and out, and her brother's cock was almost as big as that dildo!
They kept at it. "Ohhh, fuck!" went Janice. "Bro, forgive me if I come!"
"No need to be sorry," he chuckled. "I think I'll pop one off, too!"
What they meant was that they could probably make it last all night, or even come and come again without uncoupling, since that was the kind of sexual athletes they were! But there had to be a payoff, if for no one else than their audience at the incest club, and it was close at hand.
"Yeah!" my buff blonde wife shouted suddenly, rocking back on her hands and knees. She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and flexed every muscle with her orgasm-including her inner ones, I knew from experience, which must have felt marvelous on her brother's plunging rod!
"Yeah!" Tim echoed, burying himself in her and coming just as strongly as he had when he and I had enjoyed the foursome with the waitresses. "Oh, yeah!"
But that wasn't all of it, if you'll excuse another pun, "by a long shot!"
Suddenly, the earthy guy pulled his throbbing cock out. And just as suddenly, he pumped everything he had.
It didn't come close to touching his sister, though. Instead, it sailed in long white ribbons above and beyond her butt, her back, and even her blonde head!
"Wow, look at that!" we onlookers exclaimed.
"Hey, that was something we didn't bargain for!" my own sister Angie said, giving me a nudge.
"That it was!" I laughed.
"Aw, heck," grinned Tim, as he got to his feet. "With all you good folks around, I thought I might as well put on a show!"
But there was even more.
"Yo, Nick!" said Janice, having overheard us.
"I'll bet this is something even you haven't seen!"
Then, still on all fours, damned if she didn't use those inner muscles of hers to actually squirt a small amount of her hot juice out onto the rug!
After that, everyone was speechless. Not only had my bride banged her brother for the first time, but they'd done it in such fashion! No one even wanted to resume their own incestuous affairs that night, because it would be hard to top what they'd just witnessed.
So we all trooped into the paneled dining room for one of Ryan and Lisa's sumptuous after-sex feasts. As we said good-bye later, though, our host took me aside.
"Thanks for sharing that with us, Nick," he told me, tongue in cheek.
And all I could do was to wonder at how great sex was!
CHAPTER TWELVE
So. There we were. I had been making it with my sibling for a long time, and now my dear wife had made it with hers. What further adventures could there be?
Well, I'll tell you what. Now that everything was out in the open, we could do a four-way! I could boff both Angie and Janice, as I'd been doing, and Tim could do it with my sister, too. Add to that the fact that both women went lesbo, and you had a mini-orgy in the making, one that was all in the family, as well!
Nor did it take us long to realize the possibilities. It couldn't happen at the incest club due to the rale against outside swinging, but it sure as heck could take place at home. So we decided to get it on the very next night.
Before that, however, something else came my way that I've just got to pass along. An old friend walked into the office the next morning and told me a tale that might as well have been about incest, too!
I guess it all started a year ago, Nick, when my son graduated from college (my friend began). I'd missed him, since I'm a widower, as you know. Since I'm only twenty years older, we've been buddies. When he was home on vacation, we'd even gone out to clubs together and chased girls. So when he said he was coming back to live with me and work for my construction firm, I was glad.
I had a lot of fun teaching my son the business. My company's small, so we'd share the heavy labor during the day, then come home to relax. I have a nice house I built myself, as you know, with a pool, a sauna, and a big screen TV. I felt a little nervous the first time he watched some X-rated tapes with me, but when he said, "C'mon, Dad, we both know what it's all about," it was okay.
Maybe that was what got me thinking about Jane and Susan. They were female versions of myself and my son: a widow my age, and a girl the same age as he.
I'd gone out with Jane and had sex with her a few times, and I had pleasant memories of her voluptuous body naked on my rumpled bed. But we'd somehow lost touch, a situation I now decided to fix in a special way.
My son and I were sitting by the pool, enjoying ice-cold beers after a tough, hot day, when I mentioned my idea to him.
"Hey, what do you say we double-date with Susan and her mother?" I proposed. "You remember them."
He thought for a moment. "Yeah, the good-looking older gal, and her sexy daughter," he replied. "Sure, why not?"
He paused. "But I get Susan!" he laughed.
I didn't think anything more about that at the time. I just called Jane and asked her. She said it would be good to see me again, and that my son would be perfect for her daughter.
My son and I picked them up the next Friday night and took them out for drinks and dinner. As we sat in the restaurant, we looked for all the world like a happy family. The only difference would have been that the son and the daughter were dating!
Jane looked great. Her tanned face was beautiful, and her curvy figure was tempting in the red silk dress she was wearing. And when I saw Susan, I knew she was her mother's daughter. In her early twenties, she had an incredible body. She was wearing a tight top and slacks that didn't hide much, and she was conscious of what she had, too.
Over dinner, I found myself talking with Susan, while Jane played the older woman to my son. But when we went on to a night club, Jane and I danced close, our bodies growing hot for each other. As they danced, Susan and my son couldn't hide the way they, too, were getting it on.
Then it was time to go further. It was a bit awkward as the four of us sat at a table, knowing what each couple had in mind. Although we weren't a family, the two generations thing was suddenly in the way.
At last, my son broke the ice. "Let's go to our place," he said, hugging Susan, who smiled.
I looked at Jane. "What do you think?" I asked.
"Why not?" she laughed. "We're either all lusty grown-ups, or we're all hot young people. But it doesn't really matter, does it?"
So we headed for the car.
At home, Jane and I went straight to my room, and Susan and my son to his. Jane and I couldn't get at each other quickly enough to renew our old affair. I nearly ripped her red silk dress off, then her wild red bra and panties. I tore off my own clothes, laid her back on the bed, and was in her almost before we knew what was happening.
Her large, firm breasts pressed my chest, and her luscious hips moved under me, meeting my thrusts. She felt silky and wonderful inside, just as before. Her beautiful face strained as she came once, then again, clutching me happily.
Then I pulled out, we rolled over, and suddenly she had me in her mouth, her hair tenting over my gut. She gave great head, something she'd never done for me before. But then she moved up and took me inside her again, and I watched her voluptuous body move like an essay in lust.
Pretty soon, I came like crazy, shooting strongly up into her. It was the best time we'd ever had together, and we collapsed into a satisfied sleep.
Before I dropped off, though, I heard the sounds of my son still making it with Susan in the next room. And I couldn't help but wonder what the daughter would be like in bed.
In the morning, it was a bit embarrassing. The night had worn off, and Jane and I realized that we'd just "shared" a foursome with our own daughter and son.
"How do we face them?" she asked, getting up deliciously naked from my bed.
"I guess we just put on robes and go out there," I replied.
So we did that, finding them in robes, as well. We cooked breakfast, and sat around the table with everyone fully conscious of what had just occurred. Indeed, I found myself looking at Susan, scarcely able to hide my mental picture of her balling my son. He was looking similarly at Jane, as the women were, too, at us.
We were still a bit uncomfortable, but even more, we were having a good time. So we decided to meet again that night at my place, for a cookout by the pool.
During the day, I thought it over. The four of us were like a family, but we technically weren't. And we all probably knew what was about to happen, because of both facts! As Jane had indicated, however, maybe we should just go with the flow.
That evening, she and her daughter arrived wearing string bikinis under their casual clothes. My son and I changed into swimsuits, too. Now we were all practically naked in front of each other. As we cooked and ate dinner, my son and I frankly viewed both women's bodies, not just the one we were "supposed" to be with, and they did the same with ours.
For my part, Susan was incredibly tempting, a younger version of her mother, for sure. And my son must have been seeing Jane as a marvelously mature and sexually experienced woman.
Then we all went in for a swim. And I still don't know who started it, but we shucked off our suits before we did so! My son honestly gaped at Jane's heavy breasts, womanly hips, and thick bush as they came into view. And I delighted in Susan's fresher counterparts!
After that, it was all happily downhill. As we played in the water, I was suddenly touching Susan's young nakedness for the first time and my son was holding Jane's mature body to his. Pretty soon, we were getting out of the pool and heading for the bedrooms, not worrying about generations or who was with whom.
In other words, I made it with Susan, going wild over her new body and her youthful personality. And my son did it with Jane, surely getting blown away by what she knew. Nor must the women exactly have been disappointed by the change of pace!
In the morning, the four of us again sat around the table. But we were happier this time, knowing it was all out in the open and that we'd dared to have the best of both worlds!
So that was how it started (concluded my friend)-and that's how it ended! Maybe you won't believe it, Nick, but we all wound up living together. We are one big, happy family, and yet we aren't. If I have to draw you a picture, I have sex regularly with both the mother and the daughter, though not at once, and my son does the same. I'm even thinking of marrying Jane, and Tom wants to wed Susan, but even then we'll probably "cheat." And when we all go out, we do get a kick over how people must see us, and how we secretly are.
. . .As I'd sat there in my office listening to it, my friend's story had really impressed me.
"I guess if you're happy, that is all that matters," I told him, without revealing my own bizarre life style. "After all, nobody's getting hurt, and you only go around once in life. You've got so many benefits, too."
"That's what we think, Nick," my friend said with a smile, as he got up to go. "And thanks for listening. It's done me good."
But after he left, damned if my sexy sister didn't come in and tell me another tale. It must have been my day for them!
"Remember that lusty aunt at the incest club, who always took on her two nephews?" Angie asked, plopping her gorgeous body down in a chair.
"How can I forget?" I responded.
"Well," said my sibling, "you won't believe what
I heard she's doing now!"
The situation changed when one of the young studs got married and moved to South America (my sister related). As a result, auntie convinced the other nephew to secretly move in with her. That way, she made up in frequency what she lacked in quantity, as it were!
Soon, though, maybe because she still had less male action, the wanton aunt developed her lesbian side. And the way she got the young women for her tastes was wild as could be.
She'd have her nephew go out, pick up a girl, and bring her home. Then, when they were naked and going at it, she'd appear from nowhere, dressed in some kinky outfit like black leather! The young woman would be so gone in sex that she'd be open to anything. So auntie would take over and go head to foot with her, eating her pussy and getting the kicks she wanted in return.
Sometimes it worked in reverse (Angie said). The aunt would go to a lesbo bar and pick up a partner of her own. Then, when they were doing their wanton thing, the nephew would jump out for some hetero action with the new girl.
In both cases, the young stud was kept happy by having women his own age, in addition to his lustful auntie. And in both situations, three-ways would happen, too. The lucky guy might fuck the older and the younger woman in turn, or he might lie back and have one ride his cock while the other one sat on his face!
"So that's the way it still is with them, Nick," my sister concluded. "I just thought you'd like to know."
"Thanks," I replied. "But am I to have no peace? My buddy just told me a sex story, and now this. Quite frankly, with all this talk, my cock's been dripping for an hour!"
"Oh, poor brother!" purred Angie, getting up from her chair and coming over. She massaged my shoulders and then dropped to her knees, as she'd done many times before.
"Let me take care of you," she laughed musically, reaching for my fly. "Then your cock can 'talk' to me!"
So my member sprang out readily, and she took it into her sweet, heart-shaped mouth. She used her full lips on the head for a while, also flicking her hot tongue over it. Holding the base between her fingers, she applied pressure, also reaching behind to fondle my balls. Her dark hair fell over my lap, and her brown eyes gazed soulfully up at me. It was somehow even wilder because she was fully dressed.
"Oh, yeah!" I sighed deeply. "I thought I'd be thinking about those stories, but I'm only thinking of you!"
"Mmmmm," was her only reply. "Mmmmm!" Damn, it's great to have a woman give you head. And when that woman's your own, beautiful sister, it's a crazy kind of heaven!
Then Angie really got down to business. Still fingering my base, she took as much as she could of my length into her hot mouth. She began bobbing up and down, her dark hair shaking. She sucked, too, and she used her tongue on the sensitive underside of my shaft. By now, she was a true expert.
"Ohhh!" I gasped. Damn, she was good. "Ohhh!"
Higher and higher I built, until I was ready to go off like a skyrocket. Then I did explode, with a huge release and a major gusher into her waiting mouth.
"Unnn!" I went. "Unnn! Ahhhhh!"
My sister was very, very good.
And, like I've said before, Angie always swallowed.
"Now you do me, Nick!" she laughed, licking her lips and getting to her feet. There was still a little bit of white froth at the corners, and she wiped it off.
"Gladly," I replied, zipping my supremely satisfied cock back in. "But have you realized that we're supposed to get it on with Janice and Tim for the first time, this very night? It seems a bit unfair to them, not to mention our taking the edge off."
"You worry too much," my sister replied. "What they don't know won't hurt them, and this can whet our appetites, instead!"
So she went over and sat in a chair, and I knelt at her feet in turn. I pulled down her panties, then, on a fun-filled impulse, stuck my head up under her skirt instead of raising it.
It was great in there, in the dark. I was in a sexy, intimate world all my own. I inhaled her musky female aroma and nuzzled her humid bush, as my hands stroked her silky thighs. I sort of felt in touch with the essence of all women, but it was even better because she was my own sister!
I stopped dreaming, though, and moved on to give her oral pleasure. I tongued her labia, then opened her up with my fingers, seeking her wet, inner pink. My tongue traced her every tender fold, finally settling on her joy button, as she wiggled around with arousal. From above came her muffled cries of excitement.
"Ohhh, Nick!" she went. "Ohhh, we're so damn good together. Ohhh!"
And I knew we were. Our being so closely related gave us a sixth sense for each other's G-spots, physical, mental, and spiritual. Don't knock sex with your sibling if you haven't tried it, I thought!
More and more rapidly I licked her, until her loins began to spasm under my tongue. Then I really went at it, trying to bring her to an especially big O. And suddenly, she made it, putting out even more hot juice for me to lick up. Her thighs tightened on my head, and her hands clutched my shoulders, outside the skirt.
"Ohhh, yes!" Angie panted, as waves of ecstasy rushed through her gorgeous form. "Yes. Yesss!"
What more can I say? There's nothing in the world quite like giving your own sister head!
Afterward, she suggested that we fuck, too, in another one of our great sessions of incest on my desk. But I vetoed that, because we had to save something for the swinging night that was to follow, and because, after all, we had to get some work done at the office!
"All right, Bro," Angela laughed as she got up and rearranged her clothes. "But I'll take a rain check!"
"Don't worry," I replied. "With you around, it won't be rainy for long!"
So, I'd heard two sexy stories, and I'd had sex with my sister once again.
What a day! And what a night to come!
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
There was an air of ceremony when Angie and Tim, and Janice and I, gathered at our house that evening. I group us that way because my wife's earthy brother and my beautiful sister were to have their very first carnal encounter, and Janice and I would be present to watch!
The atmosphere may have been a carry-over from the formality of the incest club at the mansion. But that was less than appropriate for our more laid-back style, and Tim wasn't slow to correct it.
"Hey, Nick," he grinned, once we'd all built up our energy with a delicious dinner and had even gone to the bedroom and stripped naked for action. "You've told me you've fucked your sis, and you've seen me fuck mine-your wife, too, all in one pretty package! But why don't you prove it by fucking her now, to start things off right?"
"I'll be glad to," I told him. It made sense, because Angie and I had postponed a real lay after our oral session that afternoon. But I didn't see how he himself could wait, because she was standing there in all her nude, perfect-figured glory!
So my sister lay back on the king-size bed, and I got over her. We had black silk sheets, soft lighting, and some sensuous music on the sound system, making for a great scene. On top of that, Angie's dark, fanned-out hair, her matching triangle, and her contrastingly white flesh looked marvelous in relation to the smooth, black background. She began to writhe around, too, her eyes closed, her arms gracefully over her head, and her classy legs parted.
Her upright breasts, her flat tummy, and all of her wonderful self were always endlessly exciting to me, and I made a quick survey before I acted. But then I slid my rigid cock unerringly up and into her, and began thrusting strongly. Damn, she felt so good, with her heat, her formfitting tightness, and her slick juices. Maybe it was because others were there to appreciate her, too, but I sensed her sweet loins more vividly than ever before.
"Well, goll-ee, look at that!" I heard Tim remark to Janice. "Your hubby's puttin' it to his own sis, for sure!"
"He does it all the time," my bride replied with a husky laugh. "And I fuck her, too!"
That might have been a little more information than he needed, but he probably took it in stride. For my part, I was concentrating on the delightful task at hand. It promised to be one of Angie's and my all-time great encounters, maybe even as good as our first one years before, and I wanted to make the most of it.
She did, too. Her dark eyes met mine with a soulful gaze, and she moved her luscious hips upward in rhythm, meeting my every passionate thrust. Her rounded breasts shook slightly, and her velvety tummy tensed. Her soft hand caressed my shoulders as we lost ourselves in incestuous bliss.
"Ohhh, Nick!" she sighed, her sweet breath meeting my happy face. "I feel so downright good!"
"Me, too," I replied. "I think we're headed for one great, peaceful O."
But it was to be more exciting than that. Angie indicated that she wanted us to change position, and so I pulled out and rolled over. The feel of the black satin sheets on my back was as delightful as it must have been on hers. I moved around a bit, too, in decadent enjoyment.
Even better, though, was the sensation of her pussy when she straddled my middle, let it down on my upstanding cock, and started to ride me. She was an inspiring sight, too, with her bouncing breasts, her tensing tummy, and her every naked curve. Placing her hands on my chest, she leaned forward, her hard nipples pointing downward and her shoulder-length dark hair swinging. Her beautiful face wore a look of deepest passion.
"Ohhh, yeah, Nick!" my sister panted, as her hot, wet quim worked its magic on me. "Ohhh!"
Then she came, with a rush of her hot juice and a paroxysm of pleasure throughout her straining form. It was almost as good to watch her climax as to come myself!
"Ohhh!" she went, throwing back her head, closing her eyes, and opening her mouth wide. "Ohhhhh!"
And I followed, arching upward and pumping not only my sperm, but also my heart and my soul into her. A magnificent pressure built at the base of my super-large manhood, then broke with a rush that nearly made me faint away. It was a fitting performance for that ultimate night on which not just ourselves, but another closely-related couple were to do the wild deed.
"Ohhh, yeah!" I gasped, giving her all I had. "Ohhh, how sweet, and how right it is!"
For a good while, Angie stayed on me, waiting until the afterglow had subsided. But then she released me and lay back on the bed. Only then did we become really conscious of the other two people in the room.
"Heck, you sure did do it," brown-haired Tim grinned. "And heck, that sure did turn me on!"
He was right. His cock was huge, standing well up toward his gut and throbbing with his heartbeat. Nor was his sister and my wife, Janice, unmoved; I could see how wet her yellow-furred pussy was.
Actually, they were standing side by side and hugging, and their free hands had strayed to each other's parts!
"like I said, they do it all the time, Bro," Janice told him wantonly. "But now, don't you want to jump that gorgeous brunette yourself?"
"Hell, yes, Sis," he responded, as I got up from the bed and made room for him. "I just wanted things to get warmed up a bit, and for me to get even hotter!"
"Why, you rascal," I laughed. "So that's why you asked me to go first."
"I can't deny it, good buddy," he grinned, shaking his head. "But you and she did have a pretty good time, didn't you?"
"Well, I can't deny that!" I replied.
Nor could Angie, who was lying on the black silk sheets with a smile on her face and her shapely legs spread, more than ready to take that big cock of his!
So Tim got over my sister for their first, exciting fuck. She was indeed primed from me, and he slid easily into her, all the way to the hilt. Then he began thrusting strongly, supporting himself on only his hands and knees. He was so strong that he could do the sexiest kind of push-ups of all!
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" he grunted as he moved, his toned muscles flexing. "Woman, you are one fantastic lay!"
But Angie was even more impressed. Her brown eyes bulged as she took what he had to offer, and she glanced over at me as if to say, "Bro, yours is great, but isn't this a big one?"
Now I hugged Janice as we watched. My hand replaced her brother's on her pussy, and she stroked my own cock back to hardness. With Tim holding himself so high off his partner, we could see every inch of her beautifully straining body, and even where his long rod was sliding between her swollen labia.
"Well, no offense to you and your sis, Nick," my wife said. "But you saw us two buff types together at the incest club, and you're always with me. Now, though, it's buff on less buff, if you know what I mean."
She was right. Tim was brown-haired and Angie was dark, too, just as I was dark and Janice was blonde. There were so many enticing combinations when you swung.
But the wildest of all was brother with sister, and we got back to that, real soon!
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Tim kept going, as he climbed higher and higher.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" went Angie, keeping up with him every step of the way.
Then they went over the top of the orgasmic mountain, as it were, and slid shuddering down the other side. She quivered all over, coming crazily around that big cock of his, putting out so much juice it spread to her thighs.
And damned if he didn't pull out at the last minute and repeat his performance from the incest club! All of a sudden, he shot long white ribbons well over her quaking form, to fall in little puddles at the head of the bed.
"Ungh!" Tim grunted roughly, pumping so much we thought he'd never quit. "Ungh! Ungh! Ahhhhh!"
"Ohhh, wow!" exclaimed Angie, really knowing she'd been somewhere. "Ohhhhh!"
After that, it was high time for all four of us to get into the act, which was what we'd been planning all along. This was especially true for my wife, who'd seen my sister take on both of us guys but hadn't gotten a bit of her own.
So Janice, not being able to stand it any longer, suddenly put her arms around my neck, leaped agilely up, and brought her steamy pussy down onto my fully renewed rod. As I held onto her tight buns, she humped me for a few strokes, as her brother and Angie looked on, all smiles.
But it was to be a lot more than that. Walking my buff bride, my "clinging vine," over to the bed, I laid her down next to the others. Then I pulled out, and she rolled over and got up on all fours to facilitate some wider and raunchier action!
Janice's yellow-furred pussy was wide-open, indeed. From where Tim and I had gotten in position behind her, we could see every tender pink fold, not to mention her erect clit and even her inviting opening. She was drippingly ready, too, for what was about to happen.
By unspoken agreement, we were going to make up for lost time by joining forces. We were both going to put it to her, switching off every few strokes!
"You first, good buddy," said her brother to me. "No, be my guest," I told him. "No, you," he insisted.
"Damn, will one of you give me your cock?" his sister and my wife laughed over her shoulder.
So, with a laugh of my own, I took hold of her trim waist and plunged on in.
It was great, banging Janice that way. As her breasts shook under her toned body, I got into a levering rhythm that was as strong as she was. I watched the flexing muscles of her shoulders, back, buns, and thighs, feeling lucky that such a tough, buff goddess was mine. As I'd learned when I'd boffed my sister, it was an ultimate night, a night for appreciation and vivid awareness, and I felt my wife, too, as never before.
Of course, the best feeling was coming from her hot, wet pussy, which she was using her inner muscles to tighten in a way that drove me wild!
But I had to share her, and share her I did. After about a minute's action, I pulled out of her, and did a little side step on my knees. That cleared the way for Tim, who slid his big rod into her and picked up my rhythm, scarcely missing a beat!
He and I switched off that way a number of times, so smoothly that Janice lost track of who was in her. She didn't bother to look, either, instead just letting her blonde head sag and roll around as she went with the flow.
"Ohhh, Nick!" she sighed throatily at one point, when she was really taking her brother.
"Ohhh, Tim!" she panted, when it was really me. We were interchangeable, but that seemed as it should be.
And there was someone else who was a part of the free-wheeling action. That was Angie, who had come over to stroke all three of us. My beautiful sister heightened our pleasure by caressing our shoulders, our backs, and our far more intimate areas as we balled away.
At last, we had to come. Janice went first, bucking and heaving, tightening every muscle in her body the most I'd ever seen her do. I felt it, as well, on my cock, which happened to be in her at the time!
"Ohhh, yeah!" she gasped, letting herself go completely in a massive release. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Yeah!"
With that kind of inspiration, I shot off next, burying my member to the hilt, shaking and straining.
"Damn right!" I shouted, as a climax so strong I could hardly believe it seized me as if it would never let go.
But after I ejaculated, I gave way to Tim, who slid his rod into his sister and exploded without even having to thrust. In fact, he barely made it in there before he pumped his load.
"I'll bet you thought I was gonna stay out and shoot over her head," the roughedged guy grinned as he found his release. "Well, I fooled you!"
But there was no fooling about what a great time the four of us, two brother-sister couples at last, were having on that culminating night.
. . .I could go on to describe the rest of that first session, which included more combinations and positions. I could go on to detail the other times we met like that, and to note that they included action between the women, too. Indeed, our intercourse was endless.
But I think I'll save that for another time. If I could see into the future, though, I might predict that Angie would divorce her husband and wed Tim.
Then it would really be right. Then a brother and a sister would be married to a sister and a brother, and they'd be fucking each other, too!
