Is incest a widespread phenomenon going on behind closed drapes all over the country? In slums, in middle-class neighborhoods and even in the mansions of the wealthy, are mothers lying with sons, fathers with daughters and brothers with sisters? Although we may never have exacting answers to these questions, we do know that this practice has been going on since the beginning of recorded history, and will perhaps continue as long as the human race occupies this planet.
HOT SISTER is the story of a boy and his sister who live at home by themselves. As you read this novel, you will see how the normal sex drives of each are twisted into a relationship that would bring the wrath of their neighbors down upon them if they ever found out.
Jeffrey and his attractive sister find what they are both looking for in the glory of each other's bodies; but what else will they find? The reader is left to decide for himself what the consequences of such a relationship might be-both for them and for society itself.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Sheila McDonald sat by her radio in the car, her long legs propped up on the dashboard. She'd been listening for over an hour and hadn't heard anything that sounded interesting or exciting. Nothing was happening in town. Nothing. And it bored the lovely eighteen year old out of her head.
She needed cock, she decided. But not just any cock. The kids she went to school with couldn't come close to satisfying her sexual needs. They weren't men, real men.
Sheila sighed. She knew she was fantasizing. There weren't any real men out there-not for her, at any rate. She was doomed to be stuck with kids her own age fumbling nervously, fondling her ample tits, stroking over her belly until they found her dewy-damp cunt. Then they'd stuff in their pricks and fuck a couple of times and come.
But she wouldn't. Sheila had yet to find one high-school stud worth spreading for. All of them were interested only in fucking and getting themselves off. Not a single one had gotten her off, not like she came by herself masturbating.
Savagely, the red-haired teenager switched off the car radio and opened the door to get out. She'd been hoping to hear the DJ tell her about something really great going down tonight. But there'd been nothing but the same old shit. No new discos opening, not even a supermarket giving away free cokes.
As her long, naked legs swung out she heard impassioned moans. For a moment, the green-eyed young girl thought she'd left the radio on. But the telltale red light on the dashboard was dark. Whatever this noise was, it didn't come from the radio.
She heard it again and knew it wasn't being broadcast. Such stark, raw fucking sounds would get any radio station's license lifted if they tried to put something like that out over the air.
Curious, Sheila quietly closed the car door and went to explore. Not ten feet away outside the garage, her brother Jeffrey had parked his car. And from the dim light cast by the shining domelight, she saw what was going on.
Her heart almost skipped a beat. This was more like it!
Jeffrey and his girlfriend Pamela were getting it on. Sheila had often wondered what kind of a lover her brother was. Jeffrey was older than she and didn't seem to lack for girlfriends. But none of those girls would ever confide in her because she was Jeffrey's kid sister. Sheila hated that. They always said there wasn't any reason for her knowing how well hung her brother was, how good he was with his prick, how he pleasured a woman.
Sheila wanted to find out-and now she could, first hand!
The red-headed young girl sneaked closer, hating herself for spying, but loving the idea that the boring night was rapidly becoming less boring. When she came to the back window of the car, she found she could peer in and see everything. And she meant everything.
Pamela brushed a strand of black hair from her eyes and smiled lasciviously. Her eyes took on a horny look-a look entirely for Jeffrey. This woman obviously had the hots and wanted to fuck. The necking they'd been doing wasn't going to be enough for her.
"Jeffrey, darling, I love kissing ... but I'd love kissing this even more." Pamela's fingers moved down to Jeffrey's crotch. With a quick movement, she had his prick out. It sprang upright in the dim light looking like a huge red flagpole.
Sheila gasped, then pressed her fingers to her lips. The couple inside the car hadn't heard her brief outburst. They were too busy with each other. But the sight of her brother's prick turned her on in a big way. She hadn't thought Jeffrey was this well hung.
He was a giant! That cock had to be at least j nine inches long!
"I love it when you do that, Pamela," the youth said, his voice husky. He moved around so that his throbbing, hard cock thrust into his girlfriend's hand. He moved his hips up and down so that he was fucking into the tight circle of her fingers.
"No, Jeffrey, don't," the raven-haired girl complained. "Here! Fuck me here!"
She lifted her ass entirely off the car seat and hiked her dress. Her naked cunt gleamed in the darkness. Tiny drops of cunt juice beaded her pussy mound. The spying Sheila felt shudders wracking her slender body. This was going to be better than any disco opening! This was the best grand opening of all!
"Fuck me, Jeffrey, fuck me good! I want to feel that prick of yours inside my cunt fucking as hard as you can!"
Their mouths met again and melted together. Sheila could see his girlfriend's tongue pressing into his mouth. Opening his lips, he let her have her way. Then he stroked and rolled his rough, wet tongue over hers to give her a turn on like he was getting.
His hands roved her body. His hands moved constantly, searching out new and exciting places on her wanton body. Lingering for a moment on a snowy mound of titflesh, his fingers pressed down until red streaks appeared on the white slopes. He took hold of an aroused nipple and tweaked it.
She moaned softly and snuggled closer. The warmth in her body mounted. She felt her senses coming alive. The mouth on hers was nice. The saliva mixing in with hers was sweeter than any wine. And the tongue continually drove in hard and deep, mock-fucking her face.
His hands were pressing firmly into her tender body. He moved down from her swelling tits to her slightly domed belly. His hands pressed down firmly, making her struggle passionately in his grip. The fires in her belly were definitely lit when his hand strayed a few inches lower and he began massaging her pussy mound.
"God, Jeffrey, this is what I need. Oh, yes, darling, yes, fuck me now. Slip that cock of yours into my cunt and fuck me!"
Spying Sheila almost came. She felt her own cunt juices boiling inside her. But she stifled her outcries. She didn't want to jeopardize her evening's entertainment. This was too delicious to pass up. Her brother and his girlfriend in a private, live fuck show!
The juices were oozing out around Jeffrey's fingers now. He didn't seem to care. And Pamela was past caring. All that mattered to her was his hand moving along her cunt lips. A light touch across her clit sparked a charge of pure ecstasy in her body.
But it rapidly passed. He didn't linger to pursue the joy she felt. His fingers parted her pussy lips and gently slipped back and forth along the turgid flaps of sensitive flesh. She was gasping for air like a fish out of water. She could barely contain herself when a finger stabbed deep into her twat.
Pamela thrust her hips. She had to impale herself on that finger. The dark-haired girl ground her hips in an erotic circle to move the finger around in the tightness of her cunt. She had to have more, ever more of that finger fucking into her pussy.
But Jeffrey denied her this joy. The teenager left the juicy hole and moved back to her asshole. It burned with pleasure when his cunt-juice greased finger slipped all the way up her shit chute.
He buggered her with his slender finger. And Pamela wanted something bigger up her rear-like the cock still pulsing hotly in her hand. It trembled every time she squeezed down. Pulling on its length, she tried to guide him to her cunt. That was where such a fine fuck stick belonged-surrounded by her hot sheath of clutching pussy!
"Fuck me, fuck meeee!" she begged piteously.
Sheila almost wanted to cry out, "Do it, brother dear, fuck her!" but she held her tongue.
Jeffrey laughed at Pamnela's eagerness. "Not yet. When I think you're good'n hot, then I'll stick it in."
Pamela sobbed and clutched fiercely at his prick, making Jeffrey gasp. There wasn't any disguising her naked lust for him. She needed his cock inside her cunt, fucking her, giving her all that he was now denying her.
The dark-haired girl felt his hands working over her body again. She was being stimulated all over. His fingers pressed and stroked and moved restlessly over her crotch. He found her tiny little clit and gave it a feathery touch.
She had to hold back the orgasm that threatened to consume her. She wanted as much force behind the come as she could get. And it would not happen if she climaxed every time Jeffrey touched her.
He spread her pussy lips wide. Then he had his middle finger driven deep into her cunt again. She sighed and twitched her hips around his finger. It wasn't a cock, but this was better than nothing up her fuck hole. She'd have to be satisfied until he was ready to grant her the gift of his huge prick.
The cock bounced and bucked actively under her grip. She began working her hand up and down the hot shaft of cockflesh until he gasped for breath. She loved the way his prick felt so hot and heavy. It would drive deep into her, heat her guts until she couldn't hold back any longer. And Pamela wanted it in her pussy now!
"Fuck me, damn you. I want you now!"
"Okay, okay. Just help me lift you a little. Damned car seat's so awkward. Hate fucking in here."
Sheila licked her lips as she watched Jeffrey lift Pamela up and position her back on the seat. The green-eyed young girl moved around the car to get a better view. And the sight almost made her come, even though she didn't have her brother's cock in her cunt.
Pamela was lying full length on the car seat and Jeffrey was flat on his back, under her. His cock rose up between her wide-spead legs. Pamela raised her head and looked down. His cock pressed into the entire length of her cunt lips. It spread her pussy lips and gave her a tingle of anticipation of better things to come.
Pamela gasped and leaned back on Jeffrey's body when he entered her. He lifted his hips slightly and gave a convulsive buck. It drove his prick into his girlfriend's fuming hot cunt hole. She reached down and slid it into a better position, then gasped again as he drove a full eight inches into her cunt.
"Sweet Jesus," he whispered in her ear, "you're a tight one!"
His hands moved around her body and clamped down on her tits. He was able to hold her on his body by firmly gripping her boobs and driving his cock deep into her fuck tunnel.
All he had to do to fuck her was arch his back. As he relaxed, his prick slipped out of her juicy twat.
Sheila was enjoying this immensely. She wanted to join in, but knew better. Both Pamela and her brother would be blazing mad at her. Better to just watch, and get progressively hotter. The red-headed teenager hated herself for spying like this, but she thought it was worth it. She was seeing first hand just how big a stud her brother was.
Sheila'd give just about anything to be on the receiving end of one of Jeffrey's fuckings.
Pamela gasped out, "You're so big in me. God, I can't take more of it. So fucking big you're tearing me apart!"
Pamela loved the sensation of his hands on her tits while his cock fucked far up into her steamy, wet twat. And her ass pressed down erotically into his crotch. It was a brand-new position for her and one she liked immensely.
And she wanted more.
"Cock!" she screamed. "Fuck me more. More cock!" u
"Greedy bitch," he laughed. But he gave it to her. His back arched, his hands pressed insistently down and his pecker shot up into her slippery cunt.
Over and over he fucked her. The dark-haired girl relaxed and let the warm waves of sexual enjoyment wash over her. The way his hands twisted and stimulated her knockers would have been enough to get her off. Pamela's tits had always been ultra-sensitive to a man's touch. But he was so much better at screwing that she couldn't hold back.
He knew just what pleasured a woman. He turned slightly and gave just the right amount of carnal electricity to the fucking. Everything Jeffrey did was just right.
She knew her pussy lips were split by the hard length of his prick. And her legs were spread on either side of his body, one leg down on the car floor and the other draped over the back of the seat.
Her climax struck unexpectedly. She thought she was successfully holding it back. She was wrong. Everything had built up to the breaking point in her body. As the cock surged far up into her cunt, pulling her pussy walls in new and deliciously different directions, the girl came.
Her hips thrashed around. Driving downward, she tried to suck even more of that wonderful cock into her body. Every part of her body was primed and responding to the orgasm.
Sheila watched in envy. The green-eyed young girl stroked her own snatch, her tits, the nipples capping them. Somehow it wasn't the same. She wanted to feel her brother doing all those things to her-just like he was doing for Pamela. But Sheila realized it wasn't going to happen. Why should any man give up a hot fox like Pamela for a kid sister?
She shook her head sadly. Fantasy, it was all fantasy. She should be glad she had the chance to spy on him and learn just how great a lay he really was.
"Can't hold back," moaned Jeffrey. "Goddamn, your cunt's sucking me dry!"
His prick stiffened in her pussy. She reached down between her legs and began compressing the pussy lips around his pistoning cock. It felt like a battering ram slamming hard and long into her wet, still-convulsing cunt.
But she squeezed down on the quivering pussy lips and made her fuck tunnel even tighter for the man. Stomach muscles tensed and her fingers pressing her pussy lips against his cock, he came.
She felt the hot stream entering her pussy. The prick jerked and throbbed and bounced until she couldn't stand it any longer. While he was still spurting out his jizz, she came again. Her body quaked and rocked through intense orgasm.
Hips flailing around, she felt his lovely cock slip from her cunt. But his hands stayed on her boobs, squeezing, twisting, stimulating. She stayed on the pinnacle of her sexual high longer than she'd have thought possible.
As she drifted down, Jeffrey's hands began to move gently over her belly, along her ribs, caressing her ass.
"You're great, Jeffrey, just great," Pamela sighed.
"You're not so bad yourself," said Jeffrey.
Sheila started to leave, but something made her stay. She felt a sudden tension in the air that surprised her. There shouldn't be anything but indolent reveling in the warm afterglow of a good fucking.
"When are we getting married, Jeffrey?"
"What?" Sheila's brother sounded stunned. Sheila watched as he struggled to get out from under the dark-haired girl.
"Married. You know, 'I do' and all that."
"What makes you think we're getting married? Just because we knocked off a piece of ass here?"
"Jeffrey!" cried Pamela. "That's not it at all. But you mean I'm nothing more to you than an easy lay? Is that it?"
"Now, look, Pamela," he started.
"Well, you can fuck yourself from now on!" cried the girl.
She got out of the car and stormed off, trailing her garments as she went. Sheila almost laughed at the sight of the half-naked girl stalking off into the night.
"Shit," was all Jeffrey said.
CHAPTER TWO
Sheila waited for her brother to come into the house. She was hesitant about confronting Jeffrey with what she'd seen going on between he and Pamela. But there was a feeling lurking deep in her loins that wouldn't die down.
The red-haired teenager was hornier than hell for her brother's cock.
Jeffrey came slamming into the kitchen, his face stormy and clouded with anger. Sheila smiled at him. When it was obvious he was going to push right on past her without saying a word, the green-eyed young girl moved her lush young body between her brother and the door leading back to their bedrooms.
"What, big brother?" she said, cocking one hip out and putting a slender-fingered hand on it. "You're not even going to say hello to your little sister?" she taunted.
"Bugger off," he snapped.
"Why, Jeffrey darling, one would almost think that Pamela'd told you to stick it. You didn't fuck her and then just ignore her, did you?"
Jeffrey spun angrily. He clenched his fists and for a moment Sheila thought he would hit her.
She felt her pussy churn and boil at the prospect.
"Never mind," he said, taking a deep breath. "What's happened between Pamela and me is none of your fucking business."
"But you did fuck her tonight?" Sheila pressed. She didn't know what she was after, but this turned her on mightily. She kept glancing down at her brother's crotch hoping to see his prick tenting up his pants. The bulge was there but it wasn't from any nine-inch boner. It was just his limp cock.
"That's none of your business, I said," repeated Jeffrey. "And I'm tired. I'm going to bed."
"Jeffrey," she said quietly, her hand hesitantly reaching out to touch his cheek lightly. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by what I said." Sheila didn't know what to expect. In a way, she was hoping he would ask her to come to bed with him. She wanted to sample his cock first hand.
But he only turned and silently stalked off, leaving her standing in the kitchen hot to fuck-and no cock available.
Sheila cursed under her breath. If she'd really meant to seduce Jeffrey she'd done it all wrong. He was mad. She should have soothed him, not made him even angrier. The red-haired teenager sighed and collapsed into a chair. There was no getting around the fact that she'd goofed with Jeffrey. Rocking back and forth on the hard wooden chair only made it more apparent to her. She felt her shorts bunching up around her pussy lips, compressing them, making her almost believe a man's hands stroked over her cunt. Almost.
The red-haired teenager heaved to her feet and walked down the hall to her room. On the back of her bedroom door was a full-length mirror.
"God, look at you," she said to her reflection in the mirror. "You're a mess. Go take a bath and try to get him out of your mind."
She began stripping off her blouse. Something about the act of undressing caused her to turn and watch herself in the full-length mirror. This wasn't something she'd done before, not consciously. She had seen herself naked millions of times, but she'd never been so hot and horny before.
Sheila dropped her blouse and reached back to unfasten her bra. She was one of the few girls in the high school who wore a bra. Her mother screamed so much every time she tried to go without one that she finally gave in. But it set her apart from most of her friends and didn't add anything to her already full figure.
She pulled the elastic straps around in front of her trim body and shrugged off the cups gripping her firm, high-placed tits. The sight of her snowy white, perfectly formed tits made her suck in her breath. They were better looking, bigger, more desirable than she'd remembered seeing them before. The red-haired teenager wondered if it might be because she'd gotten so hot watching Jeffrey and Pamela fucking.
The teenager shook off such silliness. She was just tired and confused. She cupped her tits and lifted. She sighed as tiny fingers of delight worked down her chest. Without even thinking about it, her fingers curled around her nipples and she began playing with those erect nubbins of sensitive flesh.
"Oh," she exclaimed as she tweaked both hard nipples at the same time. She felt the rubbery tips pulse with hot blood. She was soon rolling the rock-hard nubs in tiny circles, trying to rip them off her boobs.
The sight of those nipples growing as blood hammered into them made her pussy begin to churn and lubricate itself. She rubbed her legs together and it didn't give her any release from the wondrous sensations lancing into her loins.
The green-eyed young girl pressed her tits together and tried to mold them into new and different shapes. No matter how hard she squeezed down on them, they always sprang right back into their original shape. And that slight bouncing always made her pussy throb just a bit more for cock. Jeffrey's cock.
At least, she figured that's what she wanted. The teenager had never experienced searing desire like this before. She reached down and stepped out of her tight shorts. She looked at her shocking-pink bikini briefs. It was her only consolation to having to wear a bra. She went wild with the selection of her undies.
The crotch was already soaked through with her cunt juices. She saw that, lightly touched her fingers to the wet spot and gasped.
"No, dear God, no, don't let it be like this."
Her pleading didn't do any good. If anything, the light, feathery caresses she had given her panties-clad cunt lips only intensified the desires ripping through her young body. The green-eyed young girl began stroking over the silken crotch and felt the lightning stabs of passion all the way up into her belly.
Her legs turned rubbery and she knew she couldn't keep this up much longer. The sight of her tits swelling with aroused blood pounding into them, the way her slender legs were contrasted by the flaming red of her bush poking over the band of the panties, everything about the way she touched herself made her more and more excited.
For Jeffrey.
She almost ripped her panties off and stood boldly in front of the mirror. Never before had Sheila examined herself like this. It felt wrong, sinful, so depraved and dirty she couldn't bear to think about what she was doing. She just did it.
Sheila sat down on the floor and lifted her knees until they pressed into her tits, crushing them flat. She reached around her thighs and parted her cunt lips with her slender fingers. The sight of those trembling pink pussy lips reflected in the mirror almost got her off. Almost.
Sheila started to cry at her own wantonness, and yet she couldn't stop. She was like an addict hooked on dope. She wanted to stop and there wasn't any way her body would let her. The girl's nimble fingers stroked up and down over the blue-tinted edges of her cunt lips and then her middle finger plunged all the way up into her steaming cunt.
It wasn't like feeling her brother's cock, but she fantasized it anyway.
She shrieked in joy and frustration. This wasn't anything like having Jeffrey's prick buried in her pussy and she knew it. But it was all she could do. The red-haired teenager started finger fucking her pussy until she was too tired to continue. She hadn't gotten off. The sexual tensions in her young body almost drove her insane with unreleased lust.
Sheila got up to take her bath. She had always heard that guys with sex problems like she was experiencing were supposed to take a cold shower. The girls didn't have any idea what this was supposed to do, but she had to try something.
The water bubbled out of the faucet and she knew she could never stand a cold shower. The green-eyed young girl turned the handles until she got a good stream of hot water out. And then she did something she never really thought through.
The red-haired teenager laid down in the tub with her legs flat against the wall, her snatch directly under the stream of hot water. It gushed all over her cunt lips in the most delightful way possible. She gasped and moaned in sheer joy at the sensations building up again in her belly.
"It's too good," she sobbed out. "This has to be a sin, too. Like incest. Like wanting your own brother to fuck you!"
She reached down once more and parted her cunt lips with her fingers. The hot water blasted into her most sensitive, intimate crevices and turned her on even more than she had been. Sheila hardly knew what to do or feel about all this.
Her mind drifted as her body responded without conscious direction. She thought about school and how she had never found any cock there worth mentioning. The feelings mounted in her young body until Sheila trembled as if she had a fever. But that couldn't have been it. The hot water from the faucet cascaded down across her cunt lips and filled the room with steam. Jeffrey.
The name caused her to tremble even more. Jeffrey's prick. The sight of her own brother fucking. The musky male odors from his crotch. The hot, hard length of cock bucking passionately in his girlfriend's hand. The way he had fucked so expertly.
"Oh, oh, I spied on my brother! I watched while he fucked Pamela. And all the while I watched, I envied her! I wanted my brother fucking me!" She moaned softly.
She was appalled at the things she was thinking. But the floodgates of her desires were loosened and there was no holding back now.
The trembling in her body threatened to drive her insane. She slid one of her fingers all the way up her cunt. That sudden penetration sent a climax blasting through her loins.
The intensity of her emotions frightened her. Sheila had no idea what to expect. And considering what she wanted, she wasn't sure such a potent physical release was good for her.
The red-haired teenager felt drained and at the same time she was more alive than she'd ever been before. She couldn't rest. She shot her finger all the way up her pussy again, stroking over the velvet-hung cunt walls, moving around enough to smear the thick fuck oils over her cunt lips and clit.
The green-eyed young girl was frightened by her own sexual needs, her perverted sexual desires. They had never been this strong before. She couldn't hold them back. When she discovered the tiny pea-sized organ poking up from the front of her cunt lips, she touched it.
She came again.
The lightning surges of orgasm ripping her apart inside were too good for her to think they could be wrong. So what if she was thinking about her own brother while she finger fucked herself? She had to have more. She curled her finger around the tiny clit and stroked from the base to the pointy tip.
She got off again and again.
"I ... aieeeeee!" she shrieked, her entire body arching up off the white porcelain of the tub. Her snatch crammed down hard against her frigging finger. She experienced the fullness of being a woman. The hot water kept her in a continual state of arousal. The use of her finger against that trembling little clit was more than enough to get her off.
"Why do I want him so?" she sobbed aloud.
The red-haired teenager pressed the tip of her finger directly down on the tip of her clit. The slippery little mound of sensitive flesh squirted out from under. She gasped with the intensity of feelings rocketing into her body. Her finger was a lousy substitute for a cock, but it was round and hard and better than nothing.
But why was she hot for her very own flesh and blood? She wondered. Why did she want her brother to fuck her?
The teenager found she wasn't getting enough off the fingering and the hot water. She wanted more. Tossing her long, finely spun red hair back from her milky white forehead, she did something that seemed to outrageously sinful that her entire body quaked at the mere thought of doing it.
She wanted something in her cunt larger than her finger. She wanted cock but she couldn't get it. So, Sheila thought, anything round and smooth and long might do.
The red-haired teenager pulled herself up and knelt in front of the faucet. The spout poured downward but the water made the metal warm to the touch. She spread her legs wantonly wide and -edged her cunt lips around the faucet.
The metal pressed into her flesh and made her gasp with delight. She couldn't get any penetration, but she didn't need it. The feel of that huge, rounded faucet parting her pussy lips and shoving hard into her cunt hole was good enough. Almost without thought, she allowed her body to fall into the age-old rhythm of a man fucking a woman.
She screwed herself on the metal faucet while she thought about Jeffrey. But the thought seemed so depraved, so perverted that she couldn't hold the image firmly in her mind. Jeffrey wavered in and out like a mirage in the noon heat.
Sheila gasped as the thought occurred to her that while Jeffrey might not have a cock as big as this faucet poking against her cunt, he was well hung. Rocking to and fro, she found herself getting into the spirit. She clutched at the tap handles for support and rammed her cunt as hard as she could onto the faucet. Against the cold tile wall she flattened her tits. The feel of her nipples being crushed down into the marshrnallowy soft titflesh turned her on almost as much as the feelings building in her pussy.
"Oh, it feels so damned good. My cunt feels so fucking fantastic!" The mouthing of the words was enough to get her off again. She came, her pussy gushing out her inner oils to further grease the top of the silver faucet.
Sheila jammed her tits hard against the wall and rubbed her nipples along the tiles. The way her flesh seemed to stick slightly and then drag slowly got her off again.
"Oh, oh, it's goddamn good!" she sobbed out, her hips pumping furiously against the faucet. How she wanted Jeffrey's prick inside her.
Her brother's prick. She knew he was a real stud. She had seen him in action with Pamela. He had a real pussy pleaser dangling between his legs. He could show her everything she needed to know about fucking. He wasn't like those kids she went to school with.
Her brother was a man when it came to fucking.
She wanted Jeffrey so badly she pictured him perfectly in her mind. Sheila came again and again until she felt like a string of Fourth of July firecrackers going off. She had discovered the key to her body and now she couldn't stop turning it.
Fucking faster, she dragged her most sensitive flesh along the faucet handle. A lewd squishing noise sounded and turned her on even more. She knew she left traces of her fuck juices on the silver but didn't care. All that mattered was coming.
And she came repeatedly. The red-haired teenager finally wore herself out. She felt dead, drained, totally at peace with herself. She allowed the warm water to fill the tub and she sank into it. But in a few minutes Sheila discovered no peace at all.
She was still horny. For Jeffrey. For any man's cock. But she hadn't any idea at all where she might find it. And then revelation burst on her. It was so kinky she almost pushed it out of her thoughts, but the green-eyed young girl slowly turned it over and over in her head, examining it and finally she smiled. She could get cock. Real cock.
It might not be Jeffrey's but it would be better than she was getting. Sheila sat up in the tub and bent forward, her tongue flashing out to lick off her pussy juices from the faucet.
CHAPTER THREE
The next morning Sheila could barely get out of bed. She was sore in the pussy from fucking the faucet in the bathtub. But she didn't care. Except that she wished she was sore from having her very own brother fuck her.
The slender teenager sighed. There wasn't any way that was going to happen. Jeffrey was too remote from her. And last night she'd really fucked up. She should have been understanding about his troubles with Pamela. Instead, she'd shot off her mouth and made him angry at her. When Jeffrey was mad, he retreated into a shell and she might not hear a single word from him for a week.
Sheila heaved herself out of bed and studied her reflection in the mirror. She liked what she saw. She stroked her tits, cupping them, pushing them outward slightly. The milky white skin reddened wherever her fingers touched. And the cherry-red nipples cresting those luscious mounds of titflesh hardened.
She stood and spread her legs wantonly wide. The flame-red of her bush seemed to taunt her. It wasn't getting any cock. She ran her fingers lightly through the tangled mat of her fleecy red pussy mound and shuddered deeply when she stroked over her trembling cunt lips.
"No," she said aloud. "This is no good. You're not getting the satisfaction you want from all those high-school studs. Jeffrey is just a fantasy. And frigging yourself every time you get horny's not the answer."
The red-haired girl knew what the answer was. She'd have to find a man. Fast.
And she knew just the way. Quickly dressing, she didn't even bother to stop and eat breakfast. Her parents looked up, startled, as she rocketed past them.
"See you later, Mom, Dad," Sheila said and then was gone. She got in her car and roared off. In less than twenty minutes she was in the part of town where she could find what she wanted. Sheila pulled her car to the curb and got out when she saw a sidewalk newspaper dispenser. She read the sexy, lurid headlines on the tabloid underneath the wire bar and smiled. This was what she was after. She hastily stuffed her fifty cents into the coin slot, tugged at the tabloid newspaper and pulled it free.
In her car she read over the want ads, ads asking for horny women wanting to fuck. But Sheila knew in an instant that she couldn't answer any of those ads. She just couldn't.
But she could put in an ad of her own. Mind racing, she mentally wrote what she wanted to say. And then she had her car in gear and headed for the main-office of the tabloid.
The red-haired girl wasn't quite sure what she'd expected to find. A rundown building with derelicts outside, maybe. After all, the ads in the paper had been very raunchy. But the building was a modern office with lots of chrome and glass and flashy cars in the parking lot out front. She hurried in before she lost her nerve.
She scanned the directory in the lobby until she found the offices of Sex Scout Weekly. It surprised the young girl that it was listed so prominently. She didn't think any more about it until she took the elevator up and got into the office.
A young man-probably a college student working part time-sat behind the desk looking bored. He read a news magazine and seemed not to notice her.
"Ahem," Sheila said loudly. "I want to place an ad."
The youth looked up, sneered, looked back at his magazine and then did a double take. His eyes snapped back to Sheila's lush young form. His eyes drank in the impudent swell of her tits poking against her thin tee shirt. He could barely see the beginnings of her long, milky white legs over the desktop but there was no mistaking the tightness of her shorts over her pussy mound. And her ass flared outwards in a very womanly, and enticing, manner.
"Hi," he said coming to his feet. "What can I do for you?"
The red-haired girl almost laughed when she saw what she was already doing for him. The bulge at his crotch was beginning to swell and his pants tented up in such a way that she wondered if his hard-on wasn't hurting him.
"An ad, I want to place an ad in the Sex Scout Weekly," she said boldly. She'd decided to be as straightforward as she could, even though she was shaking inside.
"For a friend?"
"No, for me," she answered.
"You hardly look the type."
"For what? Placing an ad?"
"Placing an ad to get laid," he said. "I can take care of you, if that's what you're after."
She felt her heart skip a beat, then she shook her head, red hair flying around her shoulders in disorder.
"The ad," she said firmly. He was handsome but he looked too much like the kids she went out with-the ones who never quite got her off when they fucked. Sheila wanted a man, a real man, one who could give her all the pleasure she could stand and then come back looking to stuff even more prick up her cunt. That was what she was after.
"Okay, but you don't know what you're missing," he said, shoving a pad of blank forms toward her.
The slender teenager quickly began writing. She'd already formed in her mind what she wanted to say.
She wrote: "Hot fox is looking for a well-hung stud who can please her. This isn't going to be easy because she's insatiable. She's willing to give-as long as she gets at least nine inches. Sexy letter in response, please."
Sheila sighed. That should do it. It put the whole matter as straightforward as she could make it.
"That'll be thirty-two ninety," said the man behind the counter.
"What? Almost thirty-three bucks for this ad? That's outrageous. I don't have that kind of money."
"Then you don't get that kind of ad placed. Except maybe, if...."
Sheila understood. The ad didn't cost anywhere near that. He was hustling her. But she felt oddly excited over the prospect of placing the ad and the promise it held. And she wanted to see how well hung this stud actually was. Maybe he was the answer to her sexual dilemma. There was one way of finding out.
"Maybe we can talk this over," she suggested. Her lips parted slightly and her pink tongue made a slow circuit so that he got the message. The red-haired girl almost laughed when she saw the action going on at his crotch.
"Sure, maybe we can, at that," he said, sitting down on the edge of his desk.
Sheila didn't hesitate. She moved around to stand in front of him. He ran the zipper on his trousers down with a metallic hissing. His cock snapped to attention. It jutted upwards from his groin like an enraged telephone pole. The thick purple knob on the tip of his prick was visibly pulsing with lust.
Sheila wasn't sure she wanted to place the ad this badly or not. Then she remembered how horny she'd been for so long. And it was worth it, she decided.
"Suck on it?"
"Yeah, baby. You just suck me off and the ad gets placed for a month. Now get on with it. Somebody might wander in here and see what's going down."
She dropped to the floor and moved closer to his prick. In an odd way, she was both repelled and fascinated by his cock.
There was no denying she loved sucking a man's cock, either. She'd done it a lot of times and each time was better than the last. The only trouble was the guys she sucked off came too quick for her to really enjoy much. But to have to do it to pay off an ad was about the same as blackmail.
Shrugging her shapely shoulders, Sheila placed her hands on the man's thighs and dipped her mouth down. The light kiss she gave the very tip of his prick caused it to buck and jerk wildly. She smiled at the big reaction she'd gotten.
Just a little stimulation and she had him at her command. The slender teenager liked the feeling of power.
Her lips parted slightly and she sucked in the tip of his cock to give it a real tongue lashing. Her tongue moved in rough, wet circles around the end of his prick until he was gasping for air.
She sucked a little harder and pulled the entire knob into her mouth. She let her teeth score the sides of his throbbingly alive cock. Leaving behind fierce red marks didn't hurt him at all. Just the opposite, in fact. The blood rushed furiously into his aroused prick and made him feel like he was going to shoot his wad right away.
She decided it wouldn't be such a bad thing to get him off in a hurry. The sooner this was over, the sooner she would get the ad put into the paper. Her tongue stroked passionately against the cleft underside of his prick. The entire head of his cock was vibrating with life now. Each jerk told her of an excited heartbeat. She was giving him the best blowjob he'd ever received, and they both knew it.
"Keep going, doll. Keep going. I love the way your mouth works."
She didn't bother to answer. It would have been a waste of time. Besides, she had better uses for her mouth. Another inch of his prick vanished between her ruby red lips. She kept his skin constantly laved with her saliva, constantly stimulated with her sucking.
As the slender teenager's teeth worked hard and sharp against his shaft, she began moving her hands back and forth on his thighs. There was nothing that said she shouldn't try to enjoy this payment as much as the man she was sucking off.
Her hands stroked over his thighs and finally unfastened his belt. Then his pants followed. This allowed her full access to his crotch. Her nimble fingers found the tiny bag containing his balls. With tiny tweaks and pinches, she tormented him until he wasn't able to speak coherently.
The nut-sac had been hanging loose when she started. As she worked on it, it collapsed into a hard, tight little sphere of aroused desire. Sheila bounced his balls around and felt them boiling in the thick stew of his creamy jism. All the loose skin had tightened into a golf-ball sized pouch. And she knew he was straining to keep from jetting out his come.
As the red-haired girl pressed her tongue against the rim of his prick, she felt the sexy quivering. His heart throbbed for her. His cock jumped around. His balls tumbled and lurched in their sexy cream. Even his hot breath gusted through her red hair. She felt the hot winds caressing her ears and the back of her neck.
"Keep going, damn you. God, I never felt a mouth like yours before. If I'd known I could get head like this, ohhhhhh!"
Sheila thought she'd gotten him off. She dimly realized how great his control had to be. She tried ramming her tongue down the pinprick hole in the end of his fuck stick. There was no way she could get down there. But it was so much fun trying!
Sensing his tasty come just a few licks away, the slender teenager redoubled her efforts on his prick. Almost all of his cock was inside her mouth now. She kept sucking until she felt the rubbery tip of his prick bounce off the roof of her mouth and start down past her tonsils and into her throat.
It went all the way down. With his cock lying in the cradle formed by her tongue, she had almost complete domination over the man.
The power tasted almost as good as his cock!
"My balls are burning up. God, suck harder. Your mouth, goddamn, your mouth is fantastic. Suck harder!"
Sheila had to let his cock slip back out of her throat. Air was a necessity for living. Her tongue whirled around and around his prick as it slowly left her mouth. Her lips soothed the feverish red skin of the prick where her pearly teeth tormented it.
The slender young teenager began twisting her head from side to side. This allowed her to add a little rotary motion to her eating of his cock. When her nose burrowed into his bush, she knew she had taken his shaft entirely into her mouth again. The man's stamina was incredible.
The pounding of his pulse in the big blue vein on the top of his cock gave her the clue about how to get him off. She began working her head back and forth, slowly at first, then with increased speed. Face fucking herself, Sheila made certain not a single square inch of skin all along that long pleasure-spike was missed by her tongue or lips or teeth.
She felt his cock begin to expand.
Her own heart began pounding loudly. She hadn't realized how turned on she'd become. The pulse in her throat was almost painful and the sound of the blood rushing through her head created an ocean's surf that drowned out everything else.
Even her cunt had begun to sluggishly flow in arousal. She was as turned on by this mouth fuck as the man was!
Sheila sucked harder. Her lips formed an O around his twitching fuck stick. And with her head sliding back and forth, she was face fucking herself as hard as she could now.
Fingers laced through her red hair. A distant voice said, "I'll guide you. Just keep sucking!"
She sucked even harder than before. Her cheeks went hollow under the incredible vacuum she formed in her mouth. He started pushing her head up and down. She let him. The cock slowly expanded in her wet, sucking mouth. Her tongue was relentless in trying to further stimulate him. Nothing mattered to her except that cock coming into and then leaving her mouth.
The face fucking set her heart to triphammering. Her own breath blasted hot and heavy into his bush. It had to be like a hot wind on a cool day for him because he shivered and pulled her head down even harder into his crotch.
The red-haired girl felt the friction mounting between her lips and his cock. The sides of his prick were an ugly red now. The huge thick pecker was salty with sweat and the man's male essence. The tang and musk turned Sheila into a quiveringly eager cock-sucking bitch.
She wanted cock. She wanted to eat it all.
The tiny drop of pre-come tasted bitter. Her tongue pulled it away from the tip of his cock and continued working all over his sensitive flesh. Then she felt his cock expand with sexual tension. His tempo of face fucking picked up until she could barely stand it. His cock was almost flying back and forth now.
She knew the time had come. He was going to spew out his tasty come. And she wasn't going to miss a single drop.
"Take it," he gasped. "Take all my jism into your mouth. Swallow it, damn you, you're gonna swallow all my come!"
His fingers pulled hard at the back of her head, holding her in place. When the first spurt blasted into her mouth, she managed to smear it all over her tongue. The essence of man was better than any wine. She was intoxicated on the taste of sex.
She sucked harder, ever harder. She wanted all his come. Every drop had to be hers!
Finally, his bucking cock was depleted of every single pearly white drop of his steamy jism. There wasn't anything left in his balls to suck out.
She sank back to her heels and looked up at the clerk. He had a pleased look on his face. Sheila carefully licked her lips and wiped away the last vagrant drop of his come.
"So? Do you place the ad for me?"
"Wanna run it for two months?" he asked in a dazed voice.
Sheila was on her feet and heading for the door as she shot back over her shoulder, "Just one month's going to be enough, I think. And thanks for everything!"
"Yeah, thanks," the clerk said in a stunned voice. Sheila made it all the way down the hall before she broke out laughing.
CHAPTER FOUR
Sheila didn't know what to do with herself for the next few days. She couldn't concentrate on school work and her parents had begun to notice the nervousness and change in her. She wasn't eating and she didn't want to go anywhere.
Sheila kept her green eyes firmly fastened on the mailbox for a reply to her ad.
After a week, it came.
The red-haired young teenager almost had a climax opening the letter forwarded to her by the tabloid. She'd left her name and address so that the person answering the ad wouldn't know where she lived in case he sounded like a flake or a loser. She hoped this would be good. Sheila opened the letter and quickly scanned it. It was even better than she'd hoped it would be. The letter was typed neatly, but what it said!
"Dear Hot, Sexy Fox, "I'm just the guy for you. I've got a nine-inch pecker and know how to use it. I've just split with my last girlfriend because I wore her out too fast. Whenever we'd fuck, she was always begging me to stop and let her rest. It got to be a hassle so I want a chick who can take what I have to offer. If you're not a nympho, forget answering!"
The address-without a name-was a post-office box. Sheila considered staking out the post office and seeing who came to collect the mail, then she decided against it. She wrote a letter of her own in reply.
"Hi there Nine-incher, "I want to see if I'm deeper than you are long. If you think you can wear me out, let's meet and see!"
Sheila put in the name of a small, intimate cafe she'd heard all her friends talking about, then added a time in the early evening on Friday. This way she could dress up special for her date and they could spend the entire evening together without her parents getting suspicious. They'd just think she was going on an ordinary date.
Sheila felt deliciously sinful. And she just knew this guy was going to be what she'd been looking for. He had to be! She was so tired of all those kids she dated she was ready to scream. She wanted a real man. Nothing less would do.
She fell back on her bed and just stared at the ceiling of her bedroom after she mailed the response. She'd felt that three days from now would be enough time for even the lousy postal system to get the letter into the hands of her nine-inch lover. On Friday she'd get the fucking of her young life. She just knew it!
But that did nothing to relieve the horniness the red-haired young teenager felt now. Checking to see that her parents were out, she closed the door of her bedroom and opened the bottom drawer of her dresser. With trembling hands, she took out a vibrator. She'd sent off to a mail order house for it months ago. At first it had seemed like a joke, a secret to be kept from her parents and nothing more.
Now she realized how important this was to her. She needed something up her cunt, and if she couldn't get cock right now this would have to do. With a quick twist of the switch at its base, the vibrator began to hum and purr in her hand.
But that wasn't where Sheila wanted it.
She dropped back onto the bed and skinned out of her shorts. She hadn't bothered to wear any panties. It was a hot day and the fewer clothes she wore the better she felt. Not even her mother had bugged her about not wearing a bra today.
The slim girl ran the quivering rod of plastic over her tits. She shivered in sweet ecstasy as the vibrator touched her nipples and sent waves of desire rippling into her chest.
"No, not enough, not close to enough," she sobbed. The red-haired young teenager knew that she was going to have to develop a fantasy to go along with the vibrator running in and out of her already juicy twat.
The events of the past few days melted together in her head and she began to daydream of a man of monumental proportions-the man who'd answered her letter. She'd go to him, his cock still limp like a rubber hose. But the flaccid prick didn't bother her. She knew how to get him hard.
Her fingers curled around the base. Lacing through the jungle of his pubic fur, she let her agile fingers work back and forth on his cock. He stirred, moaning delightfully. Cupping his balls in one hand, Sheila began massaging the nuts. The man groaned again in anticipation and pleasure. She detected faint tremblings deep inside the furry little sac.
All the while Sheila was imagining this erotic scene, the vibrator quivered in the deep canyon between her naked, shivering tits. They bounced around like blobs of succulent jello on a plate. She touched first one and then the other of her rock-hard nipples with the blunt end of the plastic pleasure-wand.
And still she had to have more.
The red-haired young teenager moved the vibrator down her body, past the deep depression of her navel to the spot where she wanted it most. The fluttery feeling in her loins almost made her want to explode in wild orgasm. She held it in. She could get more.
"Oh, lover, come to me. Let me suck on your cock!" she moaned out as she touched her cunt lips with the tip of the vibrator.
Sheila stretched out on her bed nakedly lovely. Lifting her ass off the bed caused her cunt lips to part lewdly. The tip of the vibrator entered into that damp, sucking tunnel of pussy flesh. Sheila shuddered and moaned. To have a cock in her fuck channel. To feel a real man's prick up her belly, she thought.
To be sucking on one man's cock while another fucked her!
The vibrator worked its magic on her cunt walls, teasing and tickling, stimulating and driving her insane with need. It felt as if a million butterfly wings beat constantly against her most sensitive flesh. Her cunt had blossomed and come entirely alive.
The red-haired young teenager felt her pussy oils leaking out around the thick shaft of the quivering plastic rod. The fuck juices dribbled down into the crack of her ass and tickled and stimulated her even more.
And Sheila imagined her lover coming to her again, his huge boner almost bigger than she could put into her mouth and suck on.
He was hung like an elephant. And she needed it all!'
"Suck cock!" her fantasy lover said.
Sheila shook all over. One hand worked harder at the vibrator in her cunt. She twisted and pulled, shoved and spun it around in the tightness of her pussy. She was approaching her climax. The feel of the shaking plastic dildo inside her was almost enough to get her off-almost.
The slim girl imagined the prick of her lover moved closer so that it brushed her lips. She lifted one slender-fingered hand and caressed her own lips. The illusion was enough. These weren't her own fingers she sucked-it was the cock of the man who'd written her that great letter. And it was his prick in her cunt, too. She didn't care that that made no sense. The slim girl was past caring about logic. Her body dictated to her what she needed. She had to have more cock!
She fucked herself as hard and fast with the vibrator as she could. The lewd squishing noise filled the room as the vibrator broke the intense suction formed inside her pussy. The smooth plastic rod worked around and around in her guts until she came like a ton of bricks falling off a building.
She bit down hard on her middle finger until she left ugly red teeth marks in her flesh. The pain only added to the intense arousal she felt.
She came as hard as she'd ever come.
Leaving the red-haired teenager dazed and panting, the orgasm refused to fully die out inside her. The sexual tensions built up again slowly, working at Sheila's delicate cunt walls and her pussy lips. She sucked on her finger pretending it was a cock.
The feelings mounted inside her again.
Rolling to and fro on the bed made the vibrator seem more and more like a real prick. But not just any prick. The young girl's wild imagination turned it into her brother's cock. He fucked her with long, powerful strokes until she was sobbing with pleasure.
"Oh, Jeffrey, Jeffrey!" she moaned out. "Fuck me good. I need you inside me. My poor little cunt's not able to stand it without your wonderful cock fucking it!"
She speeded up the tempo of her self-fucking. The vibrator raced in and out of her pussy until she was soaked with sweat from her passionate masturbating.
And the finger in her mouth turned into the clerk's cock. The thought of her brother fucking her cunt hole as she sucked on the clerk's prick, made Sheila come again. Hard. Her entire body felt the jarring, jolting impacts of orgasm smashing through it. She trembled like a leaf.
The girl's sweat and cunt juice soaked fingers slipped off the end of the vibrator. With only the butt end of the plastic wand sticking out of her cunt, she lay on the bed and sobbed to herself. This was so depraved. And there was no way in hell she was going to stop.
"Oh, Jeffrey, fuck me," she muttered. Her slippery fingers found the end of the vibrator again. She rocked up to a sitting position. This caused the bed springs to creak in protest-and it rammed the vibrator all the way up into her cunt. The shaking of the vibrator soothed and aroused her. And she managed to get off again.
"Aieeeee!" she shrieked, not caring if anyone heard. But her parents were still gone and Jeffrey remained away, sulking, licking his emotional wounds over the loss of Pamela.By bouncing to and fro on the bed, she got a mock fucking. The vibrator's batteries were giving out. She cursed under her breath. She should have gotten some of the long-life ones, but she hadn't thought she'd be using this thing at all. It had seemed a neat gadget to show her friends and nothing more.
Now she desperately needed it to keep herself sane.
Sheila came to her hands and knees like a dog and fucked the vibrator in and out. This gave her a new and deliciously different angle of entry into her cunt. But it still wasn't what she wanted. She plucked the dildo from her pussy and brought it slowly up her body.
She hesitated when it came to rest between her dangling tits. The faint shivering of the vibrator sent shock waves into her body. She lightly touched the plastic wand to her nipples again. She shuddered. Now the vibrator was soaked in her own cunt juices.
The slim girl forced herself to move it slowly upwards. She wanted to rush this-but she didn't want it to ever end. Across her throat, up her chin and lightly over her lips she moved the vibrator.
Her own cunt juice dripped onto her lips. She closed her eyes and licked outward. She dragged her rough tongue over the shaking vibrator. She sampled her own womanly pussy fluids. And another come blasted through her loins. She felt her frothy inner juices boiling from her cunt and dribbling down the insides of her slender, milky thighs.
"Oh, God," she moaned softly. "I'm so evil. And this is so friggin' good!"
Sheila sucked on the blunt end of the still-running vibrator until her cheeks went hollow under the strain. She sucked off every single drop of her own cunt sauce and ran her tongue over the blunt end until her jaws ached.
And still she needed more.
By the time the batteries had died down, Sheila was exhausted-and still hornier than hell. She needed a man. And she'd have to wait three entire days to meet the stud who'd written her that letter. Nine inches.
It seemed a dream come true for the young girl. The slim girl sank back to the rumpled covers on her bed and lay there staring up at the ceiling again. The white vibrator was quiet in her hand. She idly rubbed it over her ruby lips, still tasting the saltiness of her own cunt. But it only caused her more sexual tension, not less.
Masturbation had always before given her an emotional and physical release. Now it added fuel to her inner fires. When Friday came and she met this man of her dreams-this man with the nine-inch prick-she'd fuck him all night long. And then beg him to fuck her all day long, too!
Horny and not very satisfied, Sheila drifted off to a fitful sleep. Her dreams were occupied with men with impossibly long pricks dancing around, taunting her, holding them just inches from her face and pussy. And in the back, his cock the biggest and best of all, was Jeffrey.
Her brother only smiled, his prick jutting up from his groin at a jaunty angle.
How she wanted him! Sheila came twice in her sleep before awakening. Friday was a long ways off.
CHAPTER FIVE
Sheila fidgeted as she walked into the cafe. This was a more sophisticated spot than she was used to eating at. Usually she and her friends went to a drive-in and had hamburgers and fries. But the dark, intimate atmosphere of this place told of more interesting things being served.
Soft music played in the background-not the canned music she was used to in supermarkets, either. This was from a live orchestra hidden off in some other room. And the waiters and waitresses in the cafe were all so urbane, so sure of themselves.
"Will madame come this way?" said the maitre d'. She nodded and silently followed. "And when your gentleman friend comes and asks for," the man coughed lightly, "Foxy lady, I shall be sure to direct him to this table."
"Very good. Thank you," said Sheila, wondering if she should tip him. The man turned and strode off before she could decide.
She sighed. She felt her nerves jangling in spite of the soothing atmosphere. She was going to meet the man who could give her all the cock she could take. And the red-haired young teenager wasn't going to let him go. They'd fuck and fuck and fuck until....
"This way, sir," came the maitre d's voice. She sat up in her chair, attentive now. Sheila wanted to turn around, to look and see if this was her nine-inch stud.
It was.
The men came to the table from behind her. It was the hardest thing she'd ever done not turning to gawk. The man who'd answered her ad told the maitre d', "Here. And thanks."
Sheila sighed. At least he'd tipped the man. She was happy to know she hadn't gotten some insensitive clod who didn't have any manners.
And then he started around the table, already introducing himself.
"I'm the guy with nine," he said.
"And I'm the hot fox."
And then they both fell silent, their jaws dropping.
"Sheila!" he cried.
"Jeffrey," she said in a soft, stunned voice. "But you can't be the one who...."
"My own sister didn't put an ad in a sleazy sex mag advertising to get laid. I can't believe it." Jeffrey collapsed into the chair opposite his sister and simply stared at her.
The slender, green-eyed girl watched the slow transformation from disbelief to acceptance on her brother's face. His eyes left her pale oval face framed with flaming red hair and dipped down in the deep vee between her tits. She'd worn a revealing dress specially for this occasion. The bright green dress matched her eyes and barely clung to her abundant tits. White, creamy titflesh bulged up and threatened to spill out at any instant every time she inhaled. Her nipples poked wantonly into the thin fabric and created tiny hills of wrinkled fabric. And as she studied her brother's face, those nipples hardened into little buttons of stark lust.
"Believe it, brother dear," the red-haired young teenager said in a quiet voice. She hardly dared to speak at all. She trembled violently inside and knew she'd do something dumb and make all this into a terrible botch.
What was even worse, her pussy churned and frothed with love juices. She wanted him-her own brother-and his nine-inch long prick. And, by damn, she was going to have him!
"This is a joke, isn't it? You knew I'd see the ad and ... but you couldn't know that. I don't bring those damn tabloids home at all. And I know I never mentioned reading them to you."
"I got so horny I wanted a real man," Sheila explained. "And putting the ad in the newspaper seemed like a good way. I ... I didn't know I'd get you, but...."
"But?" he asked, his head cocking to one side and a slight smile dancing on his lips.
"But I'm not disappointed. I've wanted you for some time, Jeffrey. I really have."
"That's not so unusual. Brothers seem safe. Going out and finding a guy of your own is scary business. You feel comfortable with me because you see me all the time and know I'm not an ogre. It's normal, I guess. A phase all young girls go through in their teens."
"I know all that, and it doesn't scare me. I want you, Jeffrey," she said earnestly, "because you're my ideal man. You're the one I want, not some high-school kid out to get his rocks off and nothing else. You can give me what I need. You know what it means to really pleasure a woman."
"I'm flattered, I guess," said Jeffrey slowly. "But this is absurd. We can't get it on. Not like you advertised. Not like I thought when I answered you."
"Is there anything against us going on and finishing the date? Just the two of us?"
"Dinner, the movie, all that?" he asked. "Hell, no. I'll be happy to be seen with my kid sister." In a quieter voice, he added, "Especially when she's the damndest, sexiest woman in the room."
Sheila glowed inside at the compliment. And the thoughts fluttering through her head made her even hornier. She wanted him. She wanted her very own brother. And come hell or high water, she was going to have him! Tonight!
The young teenager kicked off her shoes and stretched out her long, slender legs. She quickly found her brother's ankle under the table and worked her way up his muscular leg while he was ordering for them. By the time he'd placed the order, her toes were massaging the growing bulge at his crotch.
Without saying a word, he unzipped his trousers. His cock flopped out, still half limp. Jeffrey studied Sheila. The waitress didn't seem to notice that anything was going on under the table. Sheila continued to chatter, obviously speaking from a case of nerves and a desire to keep the other patrons of the restaurant from noticing anything unusual happening.
Not that anyone would ever suspect that a cool foot was resting between Jeffrey's legs. Toes began to wiggle back and forth. He felt his own growing, illicit desire. He hated himself for his weakness, but his desire mounted to the point where he couldn't stop himself. He helped his sister along by placing his limp cock between her toes.
He gasped when the slender, green-eyed girl gripped down. With a grasp like a closing hand, she started stroking up and down his slowly stiffening length. Jeffrey moved his chair a little closer to the table. This seemed like the right thing to do since the toes began working up and down his prick with even greater determination. They'd both be humiliated if anyone saw what was going on.
"Uh, Sheila," he said, trying to control his voice, "could you pass me the rolls? Thanks." He quickly looked at Sheila but the girl was sipping her water. A little twinkle gleamed in her eyes, but he thought that was simply because he'd agreed to finish out the evening with her. Or maybe his sister was getting off in a big way on the public cock-fondling.
Jeffrey couldn't deny he was being turned on by it.
With a dexterity he found hard to believe, Sheila even managed to tweak the end of his fuck stick. Moving the foreskin back and forth wasn't easy when it was being done under a table with toes.
"You don't look too good, Jeffrey," she asked sweetly. "Is anything wrong?"
Damn her, Jeffrey thought. She knows what she's doing to me!
"Nothing's wrong. I just like being seen with a foxy lady like you."
"I'm flattered. What do you want for dessert?"
He looked down and saw he'd almost finished his meal. He didn't remember eating a single bite. He'd been chewing and swallowing mechanically. He was too engrossed in the horrible feelings racing up his cock-horrible because he knew he was getting turned on to this luscious woman-child. Even if she was only eighteen and she was his sister.
He wanted her more with every passing minute, though.
"Something to cool me, both of us, off, I think. Ice cream."
"How about some strawberry shortcake?" the redhead suggested.
He nodded and called over the waiter to order. As he spoke, she clamped down powerfully with her toes. He saw the slight exertion on her lovely face, but it was nothing compared to the work he did to keep from moaning out loud.
The waiter commented. "You appear pale, sir. Is anything wrong?"
"Nothing. J-just get the dessert."
The dessert came and Jeffrey fumbled with it. Sheila reached across the table and steadied his hand. The touch was electric.
"Be careful," she gently chided. She licked her lips with excitement at the risk they were taking. It was little enough to get her turned on properly. Sheila couldn't remember the last time she had been really satisfied with fucking. And this was exactly what Sheila had in mind, whether or not her brother desired it.
"You be careful. When I talked to the waiter, I thought you were going to rip that out by the roots."
"I can think of a lot better things to do with such a tasty-looking prick." She stroked up and down the pulsating length of prick a few more times, feeling the virile cockflesh quiver under her toes, sensing the excited beating of Jeffrey's heart through the thick blue vein in the shaft.
"Look, Sheila, we're going to be late for the movie."
"I'm in no big hurry," the lovely, red-haired young woman said, her meaning perfectly, erotically clear. He looked through the gloom of the cafe. He saw Sheila's face lighted up with desire. Her eyes burned like twin coals. Her lustrous red hair shone with the faint gleam of spun gold. Jeffrey couldn't remember seeing his sister more desirable.
He gulped when she squeezed down on his prick again. His cock felt like it would explode at any instant. But they were in public. When she reached out again, she spilled his dessert into his lap. It was obvious she did in on purpose.
Jeffrey just wished he could remember that this was kid stuff. His turgid cock strained in Sheila's grip. Her cool toes worked up and down, tantalizing, stimulating, touching all the right places, now covered with cool cream. She took the triangular flap of skin dangling underneath the plum-colored knob of his cock and began working it back and forth under her toes. Jeffrey was certain he was going to cream all over his good pants.
"Cut that out," he said. "I don't want to ruin my new trousers."
"No," cooed Sheila, "we wouldn't want that to happen. I suppose something will have to be done about it. I seem to have made such a mess already with your shortcake. Let me fix that for you." She dived under the table and homed in on his crotch, her mouth taking his prick fully into her mouth. Ruby lips puckered in a sensuous O as she sucked hard on his pecker.
The taste of manmeat excited her like nothing else, especially when it was her brother's prick. She had waited for almost forever to do this! The young girl felt her breath coming faster and faster until it felt like sandpaper in her throat. Sucking harder made Jeffrey groan in pleasure. She lashed out with her eager, agile tongue. Circling and whirling around the sensitive tip, she made sure the man's cock was thoroughly covered with her saliva.
Sheila began to gently gnaw on the rubbery prick in her mouth. The flesh was firm and resilient now. The sounds of his arousal spurred the red-haired young teenager on. Her tongue spun like a tornado around the cock head she so lovingly cradled in her mouth.
She tried to stuff her tongue down the pinprick hole at the end of the massive cock. She knew it wasn't possible. But just trying gave them both intense pleasure. Increasing the suction, she pulled Jeffrey's cock into her mouth inch by slow, agonizing inch. She devoured all of her brother's cock now that she had the chance. It didn't matter this was in public. If anything, that added spice to her blowjob. And he couldn't openly say anything to stop her. The slender, green-eyed girl took his entire nine inches down her throat.
Every time the young woman swallowed, a jolt of delight surged into Jeffrey's loins. He felt her tongue moving gently, erotically, along the underside of his prick. Her throat was a tight sheath of flesh around him. Her lips brushing the sides of his prick sent tremors through his balls. He felt his balls tumbling and lurching in the lead-heavy load of his jism. It wouldn't be long before he blasted out his fiery come into the sucking teenager's mouth.
He tried to control his body. It felt so damned good having that hot mouth around his cock he could barely control himself. Every time his sister exhaled, he felt a hot gust of her breath rustling through his bush. It both tickled and stimulated him further.
Jeffrey couldn't control his hips any longer. He was held captive by the slender, green-eyed redhead's mouth. He was going to come too soon-and all because of his cock-sucking sister! He groaned and leaned forward onto the table. It didn't matter what the others in the cafe were thinking. He concentrated on the warmth and wetness of the sucking mouth moving up and down his iron-hard length.
Sheila began moving her head up and down her brother's rigid spire of cock. She used her teeth to lightly score the sides of the man's prick. The skin bunched up a little as she moved. The flavor of cock turned her on like it always did. Nothing mattered but milking this wondrous source of its creamy load. It hardly mattered to her that they might be discovered at any instant. She heard the soft shuffling feet of the waiter returning. She ignored it and sucked even harder on her brother's huge pecker.
"Umm, good," Sheila mumbled around the plug of flesh in her mouth. She began licking off the whipped cream she'd purposefully dropped into his lap. The tastes mingled and turned her on till there was no holding back. And Jeffrey was too far lost in the wonderland of the erotic sensations hammering into his balls to do more than thrash around.
Sheila pressed her tongue firmly down on the top of the pulsating cock. Excited blood surged back and forth along the entire length. Remembering Jeffrey and Pamela fucking, she realized she had only a couple more seconds of divine sucking before he erupted with the force of an exploding volcano.
Rolling her rough, eager tongue around the purpled hood of his cock, she made sure he was stimulated to the utmost. When his hips began lifting off the seat and he began face-fucking her, she tasted a bitter drop of pre-come beading at his piss-slit. She took each driving, thrusting motion of his prick. She let her brother fuck her face. It was a brand new experience. She wanted Jeffrey to get off in a big way-and she'd get off then, too.
Sheila desperately needed the emotional release. It had been too long since she'd really enjoyed fucking.
His hips rocketed up again and again, pistoning his cock into her face. She pressed firmly against the top of his prick with her slithering tongue. The young girl wanted to capture every single bullet of come.
She barely missed the first streaming gout of jism. When her brother came, the gob of creamy white come arched past her tongue and splattered against her tonsils. The second smeared all over her tongue. Each successive blast was carefully snared and rubbed all over the girl's hungering tongue. Her tastebuds told her this was the ultimate flavor in the universe. Nothing was better.
She sucked harder to milk her brother of every pearly drop of his come. Jeffrey fucked wildly for a few more seconds, then collapsed back to the seat, panting from the exertion.
"Damn, but you've got a hungry mouth," he said. "I never knew my very own sister could suck cock like that. But people are starting to stare. Let's get out of here."
"Your cock," Sheila said numbly. "It's like a fountain! And it gushes out whenever I turn it on!" She moved back under the table and snaked up into her chair, her quick tongue slipping from between her ruby lips to capture the last drop of jism trickling from the corner of her mouth. She sighed. It had been good like it had never been before. Her brother was the man she'd been looking for.
Jeffrey looked down at his crotch and saw the once proud hard-on dissolving back into the shadows. He tucked his prick into his pants and said, "I think we'd better be getting to the movie. It's starting in a few minutes."
"Fuck the movie," Sheila said hotly. "I want to fuck you!"
But the red-haired young teenager knew it was no use. Whatever she said to her brother now wouldn't have any effect. He seemed dazed at the blowjob she'd given him. But Sheila thought that was a good sign. Keep him off balance-and keep him horny. She'd show him his kid sister could do more than just suck cock. She'd show him she could do anything he wanted.
CHAPTER SIX
Sheila squirmed nervously as she sat in the hard-backed chair in the movie theater. She and Jeffrey had gone all the way up into the balcony so they could sit, holding hands, out of sight of any of their friends. They'd never be able to explain to anybody why they were dating. And Jeffrey had suggested this so they could insure some little bit of privacy.
Sheila quickly found out her brother had the same ideas she did. It wasn't only privacy from friends that he wanted.
If any of the people around them only knew the red-haired teenager had her brother's tongue eagerly lapping up and down the inside of her thigh and pushing toward her gooey cunt, they'd have been more attentive to the hot and heavy action than they were to the silly comedy on the movie screen.
But they didn't know Jeffrey was under her skirt. They didn't know she had cut out the crotch of her pantyhose hoping something like this would happen. And they definitely didn't know what she was feeling at that instant as her brother's tongue drove mercilessly into her juicy cunt.
"Unh, ohhh," she moaned softly, her hands stroking over Jeffrey's head. "The movie's so good. I love it, oh, yes, the movie, ohhhh!" It was getting harder and harder to keep talking. The words jumbled together the closer the lapping tongue came to her hot little pussy.
"The critics loved it," came the mumbled words from under her skirt. "I think it's the best ever."
Sheila couldn't concentrate. The movie screen seemed millions of miles away. It blurred as passion rose in her body. All she cared about now was getting tongue fucked-by her very own brother.
"Good, so good. I knew it'd be this good, Jeffrey, I really did."
"Hush!"
"Shut up!"
"Keep it down!" came calls from other parts of the darkened balcony. Others wanted to watch the movie. And somehow, that aroused the slender young girl even more.
She heard a faint snicker from under her skirt. Jeffrey was enjoying himself. And she didn't dare say anything. The others in the balcony would notice and maybe even come over. The humiliation of being found with her brother under her skirt licking her twat would be too much for the young girl.
They'd both get their asses kicked out of the theatre if anyone complained to the usher.
Leaning back in her seat and straightening her legs the best she could, she was able to give her pussy-eating brother a better shot at her cunt. His rough, wet, pink tongue slurped up the tiny flood of her cunt juices. Nearer and nearer he came to her pussy lips. As his tongue brushed against the blood-engorged cunt lips, she came.
It wasn't a fireworks-flashing and heavens-crashing come. It was simply a sharp intake of her breath and a sudden flood of warmth through her entire body. She felt her tits pressing into the tight confines of her green dress. For the millionth time since Jeffrey began eating her out, she wished she could strip off her dress and stand wantonly naked before him. The cloth chafed and rubbed her tender nipples until she wanted to scream.
But, of course, that was out of the question. Not even in a balcony did a patron scream for no apparent reason-unless it was a horror flick. Sheila wished they'd gone to another movie now. Comedies were nice, but not when she wanted to shriek and moan and cry out.
His tongue slipped under one of the quivering flaps of her turgid cunt lips and probed deep for her cunt hole. She shivered in reaction. Hot and cold surges raced up her spine. She had to bite her lower lip to keep from yelling out something obscene.
No matter how much she had to cry out, it was forbidden to her. And her brother knew it.
He enjoyed putting her on the spot. Their relationship was still new and fragile-but it was exciting. The idea of incest turned both of them on like nothing else.
Something had passed between them that instant in the cafe when they recognized one another. They were both hard up for sex. Pamela had left Jeffrey for good. He'd confided in Sheila that he was well rid of Pamela. The dark-haired girl had been too intent on getting married and nothing else. And Sheila's own reasons for seeking out her brother were obvious.
He turned her on more than any other stud she'd ever found.
Sheila didn't think of herself as being oversexed or a nymphomaniac. She'd read somewhere that nymphos didn't really enjoy fucking. They had to have it and didn't enjoy it. She both needed and enjoyed a good fucking.
And that was the problem. She had a hard time finding any guy able to give her a good-a really good-screwing. All her friends complained that their boyfriends fucked them, got their rocks off and that was it. They left their girlfriends wanting more and not getting it.
Sheila had found the solution to her problem. Not only had she found a man with a nine-inch prick, she'd found one who could satisfy her-and she was turned on by him being her very own brother, too.
The red-haired teenager abandoned herself to the sensual feelings assaulting her tender young body. Her brother's tongue probed deeply into her juicy, willing cunt. Then he began tongue-fucking her with more force than she would have believed possible. His tongue might have been a prick, it was so long and hard.
Swirling in her cunt like a tornado, Jeffrey sucked up all the flowing cunt juices. His lips pressed firmly against her pussy lips as his tongue tried desperately to dig all the way up into her steamy, humid little twat.
As his soft lips caressed her clit, she came again. Sheila was aware she was sweating profusely now. The bright-green dress was soaked and matted to her creamy skin. She gasped like a fish out of water and twitched around like the seat was electrified.
Luckily for the slender young girl, the others were all intent on the movie. They'd paid outrageous amounts of money to see it and they were going to get their money's worth.
The pussy eating Sheila was getting was worth any amount of money she could have paid for it.
"My jaw's aching," her brother mumbled. "I love this but I'm not going to be able to talk for a month if I keep going."
"C-come on up, Jeffrey," she said. It took him a few seconds to unbend his long legs in the cramped space between seats. His red hair seemed to reflect lines of gold she'd never noticed before.
He smiled broadly, his lips still shiny from her pussy juices. "Didn't you like me sucking on your little cunny?" he teased.
"I loved it! But you shouldn't have done it. Not here. You could get us both into a shitload of trouble."
"Like you almost got us into at the cafe?"
He was smug and self-assured now. And the youth was obviously not going to give up. His jaws may have been aching from the strain of eating out her pussy, but his cock was in fine, fucking shape. She saw the huge bulge at his crotch and wanted him more than ever.
"Want to watch the movie?" he asked. "Or do you think you might enjoy it more sitting on my lap?"
Her heart leaped into her throat. Using her toes to play with his cock under a table with a tablecloth on it was one thing, having him eat her out in a darkened theatre was another. Those were relatively harmless. Nobody was going to get really bent out of shape if they caught them. But Jeffrey was suggesting that they actually fuck!
Sheila didn't know what to say.
And then her trembling cunt lips and churning pussy settled the issue for her. She felt her weak, rubbery knees responding. She rose up and spun around, sitting down hard in her brother's lap. The movie continued with its dull jokes and boring situations.
Sheila reached down and felt all the entertainment she was likely to need for a long, long time.
Her long, slender legs dangled down over his. She felt his saliva drying on the insides of her thighs. She wished she could strip off those damned pantyhose. At least she'd cut out the crotch in anticipation of a wild, cock-filled evening of fun. But it would be even better without the nylon rubbing against her tender inner thighs. She opened her legs even more to let the cool, crisp air from the air conditioner flutter in. As it caressed her snatch, she shivered.
This was going to be great. It didn't matter they had others all around them. Nobody'd notice. She tried to convince herself of that. And thinking about having an audience while she and Jeffrey fucked for the first time added so much zest to it, she almost came.
"God, I can't get over how damned good you look," he said, whispering hotly into her sensitive ear. He began nibbling gently at her earlobe and Sheila almost came again. Everything her brother did was a turn on for her. Everything.
His eyes raked her tender body. She was obviously hot for him. Her tits were more than any man's mouth could hold. It took Jeffrey's large hands to cover those succulent mounds of titflesh now.
He separated his fingers and allowed the hard points of her nipples to poke between them. He lusted after his sister's tits. He wished he could pull them free of her dress and stroke his fingers over their naked expanse. He longed to bury his face between those tasty melons of flesh, licking and tonguing the nipples, sucking and giving them the same treatment he'd already given her cunt.
But those twin mounds of boob were hardly all that pulled him like iron to a magnet. His sister had a trim waist, no trace of flab at all. He could almost circle her waist using both hands. And if he did, all he'd find enclosed would be vibrant, all-out, all-loving woman.
But it was her ass perched so perkily on his lap that turned him on the most. He loved the womanly flare of Sheila's behind. He could fuck her thinking about soft, springy cushions.
Fuck her? Incest. The thought rattled around his head. And then his desires removed all such thoughts. Sheila was a sexy, desirable woman. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. So what if they were brother and sister? They hadn't asked for that. It was an accident. But it was no accident they cared for each other, that they lusted after each other.
Reaching out, he grabbed one of her ankles in each of his hands. Lifting, he quickly spread her legs onto either side of his. They were now both looking toward the screen-but neither saw the comedy routines going on there. His cock hammered hard and long and needy. He had to get into her yearning, watering cunt fast or he'd blow his wad.
"Get that skirt up high," he commanded.
His sister obeyed. The slender young girl moved around and half-stood so that she could hike her skirt around her waist without being seen. The flaming red of her bush glittered with excited cunt sauce.
"God, you've got a beautiful snatch," he said, licking his lips. Some of her salty fuck juices lingered there. His hands shook just a little as he pulled the legs back in so that her knees were draped over the armrests on either side. He loved the way her soft, smooth flesh rubbed against his body. If he couldn't get her totally bare-assed naked in a bed to fuck, this was almost as good.
Sheila shuddered as his hands moved up her legs. The satiny skin flowed under his grip until he cupped the swell of her asscheeks. She groaned once, then opened her eyes and looked down between her legs. His cock was jutting up out of his pants, an ugly red.
He was ready to fuck.
And she was ready for him.
"Hurry, damn you, hurry!" she urged.
Her young body shook with need. The slender young girl had to feel his long, hard prick fucking her cunt. The hollow feeling inside her pussy had grown until it threatened to devour her. The eating out he'd given her had only ignited the fire of lust in her body. Nothing less than an all-out fucking would quench her raging desires now.
"So you're hot for my cock, huh?" he taunted. "Okay, sister dear. Let me give it to you. Balls deep!"
He rammed upward. And his aim was accurate. He split her pussy lips with the throbbing head of his cock, then dived all the way into the humid channel of her cunt. They gasped in unison as his purple-headed cock vanished from sight in her snatch.
The red-haired teenager lifted her ass a little off his lap. She tried to shove her body down hard around his impossibly long prick. He was both thick and long-very long. He was everything she'd fantasized, everything she'd always wanted in a man.
Sheila shuddered again and closed her eyes. She concentrated on the way her body was reacting to this expert fucking.
There was ample skill in the way he shoved his prick into her steamy hot cunt. He teased and tormented her with the blunt end of his cock just before penetrating her softly yielding body. And his hot breath in her ear told her how much he loved her, not just for her clutching tight cunt but because he was her brother.
And because they were now lovers.
They were fucking because both of them were hornier than hell. And it felt good having his prick buried all the way up her cunt. It felt good, damned good.
"Go on, you bastard, move! I want to feel that fucking cock of yours moving inside me."
She hated it when he laughed at her, but there was nothing she could do about it. He was calling the shots. Even though the red-haired teenager had started all this back in the cafe, her brother was the one in control now. The way he strung her out sexually until she was begging for his prick made her cringe. She'd do anything to get it all, even fuck him in the lobby of the theater if necessary.
This was torture fucking in the balcony with all the others around watching the movie. But it was sweet torture.
His cock pulsed and bucked. She imagined she could even feel the contours of his long prick pressing into her sensitive cunt walls.
And the folds of skin all along his cock slowly vanished as his lust mounted. The more he desired her, the more the steaming hot cunt worked its magic on his prick. Soon, the skin was stretched along his cock as taut as the head of a drum.
The red-haired girl felt the sexual tensions mounting in her belly. The single swift entry up into her twat had taken away her breath. Now she supported her weight on the seat in front of her, her legs spread obscenely wide and her ass shoving down into Jeffrey's lap.
"Shit, Sheila, you got the hottest cunt I ever fucked. The hottest!"
The slender young girl wondered if he might be comparing her to Pamela. She didn't know if she liked that or not. But then she had him and Pamela didn't. There seemed to be some justice in that. And she wasn't going to fuck things up with Jeffrey by asking him to marry her!
Then all such thoughts were driven from her mind. He began fucking her with long, deep hip motions. He lifted off the seat and his prick parted her well-greased cunt lips. The pink pussy flaps were trembling like leaves in a high wind. Then he slowly stuffed his entire nine inches up into the juicy slit.
"Faster, oh, ummmmmm, oh, your cock! It's so loooong! But fuck me fast. Fuck my poor little cunt! I want to feel you burning me up inside with your prick!"
"Wanna get fucked, huh?" he teased her. "Want it bad? How bad? Tell me!"
"Stop playing with me! Fuck me good. Your cock is so nice inside me. It fills me up like no other guy's ever did. You're a real man, Jeffrey. I ... I'm going mad. Fuck me quick!"
"Sounds like you want this!"
He punctuated his last word with a sharp movement of his hips. He ground his bush into the slender young girl's ass. Her cunt juices trickled out around the thick plug of his cock, then trickled down across his balls. He didn't laugh. But it still felt damned good.
Sheila was hot. She was juicy. And she was hornier than hell-and all for her very own brother. Him!
He pulled back, breaking her cunt's grip on his cock. When only the tip of his throbbing alive cock remained inside her cunt, he paused. Sweat ran down his face and got into his eyes.
Sheila bit down on her lower lip with enough force to bring blood. The tiny river of red dribbling down her chin went totally unnoticed. She was too wrapped up in the cock driving hard into her cunt. That was her universe. Everything resolved around that axis of hard manmeat.
The red-haired teenager's eyes screwed tightly shut until she no longer saw the movie screen. The strands of her red hair flew in all directions as she tossed her head from side to side in silent need. She held the hem of her skirt up so that her brother could keep his prick flying in and out of her pussy unhindered.
The pussy lips poked out and lewdly grasped his prick. The red pillar of his cock drove relentlessly in and out of her cunt mouth. The juices leaking from her snatch lubricated his cock to the point where Jeffrey felt almost no friction as his prick rubbed sensuously against her trembling, velvet-hung cunt walls.
But if he didn't feel the friction, that didn't mean he wasn't enjoying fucking his kid sister. The feel of the girl trembling and twitching on his lap was more than enough to keep him hard. But the real thrill was feeling her softly clinging cunt feverishly grabbing at his cock.
"Here it comes," he grunted. Then his hips bucked in a wild frenzy of fucking.
He was tireless as he drove his prick into her tight little pussy. Sheila sucked his cock in with a violence that left him gasping for air. But he never slackened his pace. His prick flew like lightning in and out of her gooey, wet twat.
The red-haired young girl was coming totally alive now. His cock was touching even her most deeply buried nerves. She was letting her brother have his will with her. The way Jeffrey fucked her took her breath away. No other stud had ever screwed her like this-and made her enjoy it more.
The warmth spread throughout Sheila's loins. As her brother's cock continued fucking furiously into her, the cunt juices burned away. She felt his cock against' the trembling walls of her pussy. She tightened her stomach muscles and really clamped down hard around his buried cock.
Jeffrey grunted as she came. The completely filled feeling assaulted her totally. Sheila lifted her ass up and off his lap again. She tried humping herself to get even more of his delicious prick into her needy cunt.
Twisting and turning, she shoved herself down onto her brother's groin. His cock fucked even deeper into her soft cunt. The warmth turned to fire. The tiny blaze burst into a blinding explosion that rattled her teeth.
She came.
Her words and thoughts had long since become incoherent. She cut loose with a long, heartfelt, "Aaaieeeee!" that echoed through the theatre. She no longer cared if anyone saw them, heard them. Her emotions were running away with her now. But Sheila's orgasm went unnoticed. The movie had finally touched a responsive chord with the audience. Their laughter covered her shrieks of pure carnal joy.
"God, not so fucking loud," muttered Jeffrey. "They might hear!"
But the red-haired teenager wasn't listening to her brother. She was listening to the call of her cunt. It blazed brightly with lust now. His cock was stroking her repressed passions until she could cut loose and be free.
As Jeffrey continued to fuck her, she came again. Her clit brushed against his sweat-soggy bush. This small stimulation was all it took for her desires to break loose again.
Sheila began to feel like a machine gun. She came and came and came. His prick filled her-she came. His pubic hair lightly touched her aroused clit-she came harder.
"More, oh, sweet Jesus, let me have mooore!"
Then Sheila felt the hot surge of her brother's jism as it spattered into her cunt. She tensed her pussy walls again to drink in every precious drop of his come. He groaned and rocked back and tried to really fuck the living hell out of her.
She took his prick all the way up her cunt, then she milked his cock entirely dry of its lead-heavy come.
When his cock fell from her twat, he sighed. Wiping some of the sweat from his eyes, he told his sister, "You're one hell of a hot bush, Sis. I wish I'd known about you earlier."
Sheila reached down between her legs and tucked his prick into his pants. She quickly moved to the seat next to his and straightened her dress. And just in time. The usher came by, looking for the couple creating the disturbance. By the time he came by, both Sheila and Jeffrey were sitting, holding hands and staring intently at the screen.
When the usher left, they almost laughed themselves sick.
Sheila knew then that she'd found the one and only man for her. And he was her brother.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"That was a great time we had," said Sheila to her brother as they came to the door. She stopped and looked at Jeffrey, then laughed. "What's so funny?" he asked. "It's just that I was treating you like a real date. I mean, I was going to tell you what a great time I had and how I'd like to do it again."
For a moment, he was silent. Then Jeffrey asked, "Wouldn't you like to do it again?"
The red-haired girl nodded slowly.
"But we shouldn't," the youth hastily added. "I mean, God, was it ever fun! This is the most fun I've ever had on a date with any chick. But you know what I mean."
"Incest," Sheila said in a small voice. She felt her pulse pounding. The idea that she'd sucked off her brother, then let him fuck her in the movie theatre still seemed almost too devastating for her to come to grips with. She'd lived out her fantasy-and she'd found her fantasy hardly lived up to reality.
Her brother was a better cocksman than she'd thought he would be. He was better than any man had a right to be. And he was fun to be with. He had a sense of humor-and of the ridiculous. Sheila didn't want this date to ever end.
"Who's there? Oh, it's you two. Did you both have nice dates?" said their mother.
"Fine, Mom," said Sheila. "The best ever." She reached over and took Jeffrey's hand and squeezed it. But he pulled away and hurriedly went inside. Sheila couldn't blame him. Letting their parents know what had been happening was the wrong thing to do. Letting anyone know what they'd done was absolutely wrong, too.
Still, Sheila felt both aroused and a little sad as she prepared for bed. It was a shame letting such a beautiful relationship die simply because they were brother and sister. They hadn't asked for that. It just was. But society wouldn't care about their feelings. The slender young teenager remembered the case where a brother and sister had been separated when infants, found each other years later, fell in love and got married. The court battles, the public outcries, the notoriety had ruined their lives.
With her and Jeffrey it would be even worse. They didn't have the excuse of growing up apart.
Sheila tossed and turned in her bed for hours, mulling over what had happened. Her brother was just too good with his prick for her to pass up. And yet she realized Jeffrey wouldn't go out with her again. Incest was a swear word. Motherfucker. The worst possible-and fucking your own kid sister wasn't far behind.
Still, the red-haired girl wasn't going to let it die like this. She loved Jeffrey and wanted more of what he had to offer her. And she could offer him so much, too!
Sheila picked up her clothes and started to put them on, then decided it was ridiculous. Why put them on and then take them off again in just a few minutes? She made the trip through the darkened house without difficulty, not wanting to turn on the lights and bring her parents out to see what was going on. Explaining her nakedness to them would be too hard.
And the feelings running wild in her body would surely betray her. She held back the gnawing sensation as long as she could, then almost broke out crying. Her hungry, aching cunt needed fucking. Not in a week or a month, but now!
The closed door to her brother's bedroom seemed to call out to her. The slender young teenager fought down the impulse as long as she could, then went to the door and gently turned the knob. She felt like a complete fool. There was no good reason for her to walk stark naked into her brother's room.
He didn't want to continue what had been started. Yet she needed just one more intimate look at him.
The room was dark but Sheila had no trouble finding his sleeping form on the bed. He was moaning softly, trapped in the middle of a dream. She started to close the door when she heard him call out her name.
"Sheila, oh sweet God, Sheila!" and then he thrashed around on the bed, still asleep.
She looked at him with wonderment in her eyes. Was he actually dreaming of her? The shock and thrill racing through her tender body made the red-haired girl come more alive than she had been since last she'd felt his cock. To actually have him dreaming sexy dreams about her made her feel good.
Good and neglected, that is. Her pussy demanded feeding. It drooled obscenely and continued to bother her. The intense feelings simply wouldn't die. She had to have a cock stroking her cunt and soon.
Or would she get off on sucking a cock? That thought aroused her. It had been great in the cafe sneaking under the table and giving her brother head. The thought of taking his prick into her mouth now made her pussy throb even more insistently.
"Sheila, love, oh dear Sheila," moaned Jeffrey. For a horrifying instant, Sheila thought he was wide awake. But the way he combined the calls with snores told her was still asleep.
She went to him and knelt down. Nimble fingers lifted back the thin sheet covering his naked body. She looked with undisguised lust at her brother's cock and knew she had to have it. A slightly shaking hand reached out and lightly brushed the balls.
A shiver went through the youth's body. And he called out, "I knew you were here, Sheila. Love me good, make me feel good all over like before."
He was still sleeping but the suggestion was more than the girl could ignore. If subconsciously her brother actually wanted to fuck her again, she figured it would be a nice reward for her to suck him off. It wasn't quite the same thing, but it gave both of them the necessary relief they sought.
As the red-haired girl's lips approached the limp prick, only one thought stuck in her mind. Incest. This was incest. There could be no doubt that her parent's were her natural ones. She wasn't adopted. Neither was Jeffrey. And this was her brother's cock she was drawing ever closer to her mouth.
Incest. Her lips trembled, then with a sudden show of determination Sheila began nuzzling her very own brother's prick. The limp organ stirred sluggishly and he rolled over onto one side.
"Nice," he mumbled, "so fucking nice!"
Sheila found she had a better shot at his prick now than he was on his side. Her eager lips sucked in his flaccid cock and she began to gently suck on the end.
No mere thought of incest could hold her back now. She wanted that cock hard and long in her mouth where she could give it the best blowjob ever. And she knew, from the way her brother continued to mutter her name, that he wanted her as badly as she did him. They were only doing what they both secretly wanted. That he didn't realize it fully was of little importance. Sheila understood the full impact of what she did and would take her lumps for it later.
But now, cock!
Her tongue swirled around the end of his prick, touching lightly, stimulating, giving feathery caresses designed to get it on the rise. When it finally began to jerk aloft, she knew she had won her battle. From now on, it would be nothing but pleasure for both of them.
"Sheila, I want you sooooooo," he moaned. His hands reached down and stroked her red locks. Fingers laced through her hair as he pulled her even more firmly into his crotch. She couldn't avoid his rising cock now even if she had wanted to.
Hot breath gusted through the tangled mat of his bush. The crinkly hairs stirred and moved in agitation as her nostrils flared. The odor of male musk was strong. And the taste of his cock aroused the red-haired girl more than she cared to admit. Sure, this was her brother and the merest thought of incest made her hot, but there was more. She really loved him.
Her tongue lavished supreme care on the sides of his prick. She stroked the sensitive underside and then worked down toward his balls, using a spiralling motion. His cock jerked hard and lusty against her tongue now. She couldn't have asked for anything more.
"Ummm, so nice, so niiice!" he continued to moan. She wondered how he could possibly sleep through such a blowjob. She still hadn't begun to really suck on his cock yet, but the sensations rippling into his balls had to be stimulating him to the breaking point.
Sheila decided not to worry about it. Her tongue finally found the last small bit of flesh around his prick that she'd missed. Content that she hadn't neglected one tiny section now, she took his balls into her mouth. The way the nuts inside tumbled and lurched told her he was about ready to come. But she didn't hesitate. Her tongue lashed out and batted the trapped balls around with an erotic vigor.
He moaned louder, but she kept on tonguing his hairy little sac. When his nut-sac tightened down into a hard little sphere filled with the thick stew of his jism, she knew he couldn't last much longer without jetting out his load.
"More, don't stop, love, don't stop," he sighed.
The insistent motion of his hand on the back of her head made her keep at the task. For a horrifying moment, she had second thoughts about sucking off her very own brother. He was her flesh and blood. This wasn't the thing a loving sister should do. Not at all. Yet her own needs overrode the morality society had instilled in her.
The very world was tumbling down around her ears. She'd discovered so much this evening that she no longer knew what was right and what was wrong. The slender young teenager'd thought she had been smart sneaking out and grabbing whatever pleasure she could find with the other high-school studs. Now she knew where true pleasure lay.
He was in front of her.
She was actually sucking her brother's cock And she had fucked with him earlier. She had actually gotten fucked by her own brother!
The force of sex pulled her back to Jeffrey's cock She had to take advantage of him while he was still more asleep than awake. The taste of his prick aroused her, made her come alive in a way she had only vaguely dreamed of before. The throbbing length of hard, virile prick filled her mouth and made her want even more. She sucked hard now on the very tip until Jeffrey writhed on the bed in obvious pleasure.
She couldn't imagine now he could sleep through this-unless he'd had this type of dream before. She shuddered thinking about her brother populating his wet dreams with her sucking his cock. They could have been doing the actual thing for a long time!
Sheila could hardly restrain herself now. Her tongue fluttered all over the end of his knobby cock. When she found the piss-slit, she tried stuffing her tongue down it. The cock bounced and bucked at the tip of her tongue.
Jeffrey moaned and thrashed around even more. "Face fuck, wanna face fuck you, lovely Sheila. My sister," he muttered. "My sister. Wanna fuck you."
She smiled around the plug of cock filling her mouth. His huge prick made her lips strain to contain the bulk of his meaty prick. But she wouldn't complain. She loved this too much to do a stupid thing like that. And she realized, had Jeffrey been awake, this entire incestuous cock sucking might have never happened. Better to let him dream and think this was only something rising up out of his Freudian depths.
But the red-haired girl would know. And she would experience the full delights of her brother's prick. Her tongue flashed out and down his cock so that she stroked the underside again. Finding the tiny triangular flap of skin dangling just under the purple head, she toyed with it for a while. Teasing made him arch up off the bed, trying to stuff his prick all the way down her throat.
And why not?
She swallowed, exhaled and then went down on him as fast as she could. The tip of his cock bounced off the roof of her mouth, paused for a moment near her tonsils, then rested firmly in her throat. Every time she swallowed, she felt his prick pulse and jerk with new lust for her.
When she could no longer breathe with his cock lodged firmly in her throat, the slender young teenager carefully backed away. The cock slipped easily out of her throat and across the cradling roughness of her tongue.
He moaned again, this time saying, "On fire. My prick's on fire, damn you, damn you! Wanna save it for Sheila. Love sister, lovely little sister. So hot, ohh!"
The red-haired girl wanted to wake Jeffrey and really fuck, but she realized that wouldn't be the thing to do right now. He was still worrying over the idea of incest with his kid sister. Let him work it out on his own. Let him enjoy his wet dream-with her assistance. Her mouth closed firmly around his thick cock. Tender lips soothed him, then she used a trick that one of her earliest boyfriends had taught her. She closed her teeth around her brother's fuck stick and drew red marks on his entire length with those sharp, white incisors.
He groaned and his cock jerked harder. She felt the insistent pounding of his pulse and knew it would be only a few minutes before he spewed out his white-hot jism. She applied her lips to soothe the hurt she'd given. The pain followed by the suddenness of her lips and spit gave a burning sensation that would soon explode into ecstasy for him.
She didn't want him to be awake and know she was the one responsible for so much pleasure. Jeffrey might fly off the handle and do something dangerous if he discovered she had sucked him off in the middle of one of his wet dreams. And she knew her brother had grave misgivings about what they'd done, too.
Her tongue pressed hard against the tip of his prick as the first spurt shot from it. She savored the salty taste of his come. The jism turned her on more than the actual sucking had. She knew if she could she'd live on a diet of nothing but come and cock. Nothing in the world pleased her more.
Unless it was actually fucking with Jeffrey.
Sucking, the red-haired girl drained his balls of every last drop of come. When her brother's limp cock flopped from between her lips, Sheila carefully covered him up again with the sheet.
As she tiptoed from the room, she heard him talking in his sleep again. "So good, Sheila, oh God, why can't it be like this all the time?"
Startled at the words, she turned and looked at him. He still slept, but tiny tears had formed at the corners of his sleep-matted eyes. She felt an odd thrill pass through her body. Sheila realized she had just performed an act both profoundly exciting and loving.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Sheila went back to her room. She was hornier than ever, yet she felt she'd done the right thing in not waking her brother. Her pussy may need it, but she knew that Jeffrey would have never fucked her. He was too hung up on the idea of incest right now. Let him work it out for himself.
The red-haired teenager was turned on with the idea that Jeffrey actually dreamed about her. And those dreams were incredibly sexy. She smiled, licked off just a little more of his jism and sighed. Things were confused right now. But they'd get better. They had to.
She slipped back into her bed and finally fell into a fitful sleep. Her dreams were filled with less erotic visions than her brother's, but they were still potent. She tossed and turned and finally kicked off her covers.
And then she felt a soft touch on her leg.
Sheila stifled a scream and sat bolt upright. At the foot of her bed was a dark figure, indistinct yet menacing. When it turned she saw the shadow of a huge hard-on cast against the wall.
"Quiet," came the soft command. "Don't wake up Mom and Dad."
"Oh, Jeffrey, you frightened me. I was having a dream and...."
"I know. You were having a dream about me, just like I had a dream about you."
Sheila said nothing. She knew what her brother was going to say.
"I dreamed you came into my bedroom and sucked me off. And I loved every second of your mouth moving on my cock."
"How do you know it was a dream?" she asked.
"I thought so!" the youth cried in triumph. "It was too real. I've had wet dreams before but they weren't so intense. And I couldn't find the spot on my sheets where I'd come. You swallowed all my jism, didn't you?"
"You said it earlier. I'm a greedy bitch."
"I'll say!"
She felt her brother's hand moving up her slender, creamy leg. When his hand approached her snatch, she shuddered lightly. She wanted more than his fingers up her twat. She wanted to feel his cock fucking deep up her already damp cunt.
"You got a hard-on," she accused.
"Because of you. And I know what I said before. I ... I've been thinking it over. Convince me I was wrong, convince me we should go on doing what we did earlier."
"You mean fucking? Say it, Jeffrey, admit that you fucked your very own sister."
He swallowed hard. She saw his Adam's apple bobbing as his mouth turned dry with stress. But he nodded slowly and said, "I fucked you, all right. And I loved it. You've got the tightest cunt I ever fucked. And do you know how to give as much as you're getting! Goddamn, you're tireless when it comes to fucking."
"Only with the right guy-you, brother dear, you!"
His hand moved upwards against her inner thigh now and gently parted her legs. She spread wantonly for him. She had to feel his prick moving up against her trembling pussy lips, then diving deep into her cunt hole. The love juices leaking from her insides told both of them she was ready for whatever he could offer.
"Do you want me to fuck you again?" he asked.
"Yes, oh, Jeffrey, yes! When I sneaked into your room earlier, I meant to fuck. But you were asleep and you'd said you didn't want anything to do with me any more. I was so confused-and I saw your there all naked and...."
"Shush, just be quiet."
The red-haired teenager couldn't be quiet. Her brother got onto her small bed and quickly positioned himself between her legs. He slid forward in a smooth motion and the head of his hard cock bounced along her cunt lips. She gasped in reaction.
"God, you're so big inside me. I need you fucking me, Jeffrey, fuck me good!"
"Not so loud. You'll wake up the folks."
She didn't give a damn about whether or not their parents came in and saw them screwing like rabbits. The trim young girl was lost in a sexual wonderland. She'd wanted Jeffrey to admit he lusted after her and give her every single inch of that prick of his. And he was doing it.
"Oh, ohhh!" she sobbed out, her fingers clutching at his naked back. She thought she might be leaving tiny rivers of red where her fingernails scored his flesh, but she didn't care. She was too far gone in her passionate desire to be fucked by her brother.
Her legs came up and her ankles locked behind his back. She tensed and lifted herself up, her crotch grinding into his. She felt his long pecker stirring lustily deep inside her juicy cunt. She rotated her hips and got a jolt of carnal lightning that volted all the way up her spine. She was on the brink of orgasm already!
But he didn't get her off. Not yet. He stroked to and fro several times, then pulled out of her clinging cunt hole with a lewd plopping sound.
"Jeffrey, w-what are you doing? Fuck me. D-don't leave me like this!"
"Suck on my cock-like you did before. I want to really appreciate it this time. I want to be wide awake and watch my prick vanishing into your mouth."
Sheila eagerly sat up and was immediately shoved back into the bed. Jeffrey scrambled over her and straddled her waist. He shoved his cock into her mouth. The broad head lightly brushed her lips and gave her a tantalizing taste of her own pussy juices.
The red-haired teenager remembered fucking herself with the vibrator, sucking on it to get her own fuck oils off and fantasizing that she was being fucked by her own brother.
That had been a dream. This was reality. And the trim young girl responded to it fully.
Sheila reached up and took her brother's prick like it was some holy relic. The hard, virile length throbbed with desire for her. She popped it into her mouth and sucked for all she was worth. Jeffrey moaned once when he felt the first onslaught of her wet, warm mouth. Then he quieted down and just enjoyed the feel of her lips moving up and down his prick.
"Ummm, that's good-better than I remembered!" Sheila muttered around a mouthful of prick. "I like this a whole lot."
She kept sucking and tonguing him until her brother was absolutely rigid. Then she took his cock out of her mouth and, keeping up her stroking motion with her hand, said, "How about this going somewhere else tonight? Somewhere it's never been?"
Her brother looked confused. He didn't know what she meant. He'd already fucked her and let her suck him off a couple times. Lost in lust as he was, he couldn't think where else to stuff his nine-inch prick.
Sheila laughed at the way he looked down at her. "I heard you mumbling in your sleep that you thought I had the greatest tits ever. Do you really think so? And wouldn't you like to fuck them?"
"Your tits?" he said dully. Then her brother's face lit up. "Goddamn, to fuck those boobs of yours! Sure!"
"Okay, but back to my cunt for a little more greasing. I've sucked off all my pussy juices. I want my jugs good and greased for a tit fucking."
Jeffrey smiled. This was more like it. And he hadn't realized his kid sister was so inventive when it came to fucking. He almost dived back between the creamy pillars of Sheila's legs. He had to move up and down a little bit to get his prick lined up right, then he shoved forward hard. He was right on target.
His entire nine inches vanished between the trim young girl's cunt lips.
Sheila shivered with the sensation. She felt his prick going all the way into her body. The ripples of delight that washed over her could have been caused by the vibrator in her cunt. But it wasn't a vibrator. It was her brother. Incest. He was fucking her. His impossibly long cock reamed out her cunt.
The young girl almost lost her willpower and ordered him to keep fucking her pussy. Then she remembered what she'd wanted originally. As good as his cock felt inside her, she knew it would be new and different and totally exciting having him fuck her knockers.
"Yesssss," Sheila hissed. "I love it, yessss, Jeffrey!"
Jeffrey smiled. He liked this more than he could put into words. He'd been too hung up on so-called morality. All that amounted to was what someone else wanted him to do. It felt good fucking his sister and he'd do it! To hell with everyone else and the narrow way they thought.
Giving Sheila some of the pleasure she'd given him with her mouth was fun. He started fucking her with a deliberately slow, methodical motion. His hip action was powerful, demanding.
He used the gradually increasing tempo of an expert cocksman. The youth loved the feel of Sheila's tight, dank, clutching cunt. Even though he wasn't quite as long as she was deep, he more than filled her to overflowing with his thick girth.
"Jeffrey, my tits!" Sheila moaned out. She thrust her shoulders back so her boobs pressed impudently upward. The nipples sprang out and gleamed like tiny, hard, red cherries in the dim light of her bedroom.
"Uh, sure!" her brother stammered, his mind totally on fucking her tight little cunt.
She took his hand and placed it over her huge tit. Pressing down, she made certain his hand was directly over her boob. With her other hand, she reached down and ran her fingers over his pussy-juice soaked prick.
"Go on, Jeffrey, run your hands over them. I want it! My poor little titties want to be felt."
"Th-they're not so little!"
"Thank you." She purred like a kitten when the youth reached out and slipped his fingers over her tits. The snaky fingers felt good against her naked flesh. As he stroked back and forth, she knew she was losing the battle to keep a firm rein on her emotions.
Her brother's touch was driving her to the point of no return. Her passions soared and she felt her cunt beginning to juice. In a short while, it'd be overflowing and dribbling fuck juices down her legs.
Why couldn't she be like other women and keep a better check on her emotions? Damn Jeffrey anyway! He was the one who had ignited the insane passion in her loins.
The trim young girl no longer cared. Jeffrey was fumbling to get both his hands onto her boobs. He wasn't having much success. Sheila almost laughed at him, then remembered he was overeager after the blowjob she'd given him earlier. His groping fingers soon found all the warm, willing titflesh they could handle.
"Do you like them, Jeffrey? Enough to want to suck on my titties?"
"Sure!"
"Then come even closer. Get your mouth where you can do whatever comes natural."
Her brother sucked in his breath.
"Go on," she encouraged. "Suck them. And kiss them. And fondle them all you want. It makes me feel good, very good."
She enjoyed the way Jeffrey was so unsure of himself. She was guiding him in this. She was the one in control. She was the one telling her big brother what to do. Sheila wanted to keep his cock all the way up her cunt and let him continue to fuck her. But that wouldn't be much different. Sheila got off on incest, sure, but she also got off on different types of fucking. She was slowly coming to realize this was another reason why none of the high-school kids could satisfy her. All they wanted to do was fuck in the missionary position.
"Take the nipples and roll them around like tiny marbles, Jeffrey."
She gasped when he clenched one of the rock-hard nipples and began playing with it.
"It feels like a marble. When I was a kid I was real good at playing marbles."
He showed her how good he was. He tweaked and squeezed her nipple until it was throbbing with excited blood. Her entire tit felt like it had an extra gallon of blood pumped into it. Every time her heart beat, she could feel it shaking her entire jug.
When he put his puckered lips to her nipple, Sheila almost came. The light touch was electric. As he kissed and began sucking, he also added little hips twists that made his prick dance around in the tightness of her cunt.
Soon, Jeffrey was gobbling up her tits like he'd been doing it for years. His lips closed on her nipple and pulled it into his mouth. Once there, he gave it a tongue lashing that set her heart beating even faster.
Every time the red-haired teenager sucked in air, it felt like napalm burning her lungs. Her throat was sandpapered and raw from the way she was gasping. And it was all on account of her very own brother. He was eating her tits like they were mountains of ice cream.
First, he'd lick up the slopes until he came to the ruddy brown circle of her nipple. His tongue looped and circled around till he teased the nipple entirely erect. His lips clamped firmly on the pointy red bud and sucked the tasty nubbin into his mouth.
Then he gave it all the oral attention she could stand.
His teeth gently nipped at her flesh. His tongue laved the nipple and stimulated it even more. But it was the sucking that made her feel as if he was going to pull her guts out through the tip of that tit.
"Ummmm, ohhhhhh! I love it, Jeffrey, I love you!"
"I've wanted to suck your tits for years, Sheila. This is a dream come true."
"Fuck them, darling brother, fuck my poor little titties!"
She lay back on the bed, the mounds of her naked tits jiggling sensuously. She gripped the base of each tit and pushed upwards so that the nipples stood up hard and red.
"Climb up and straddle my waist. Fuck my tits."
He climbed up and she saw her brother's cock jumping around with delight. It wouldn't be long before it was shooting out his gooey white jism. She'd have to hurry if she wanted the most out of this tit fucking.
"Put your hands like this. One hand on each of my tits. Ummmmm, that feels good. Now press them together. Rub the nipples together if you can. That's the way. Now, just shove your cock into the cunt you've made from my tits."
He -edged forward. His prick prodded into the far slope of her marble-white titflesh. The saliva-drenched cones drew his cunt-juice soaked cock like a magnet attracts iron. Soon, his prick was shoving hard into the tiny crevice remaining between her huge tits.
"That's it, Jeffrey. That's the way. Fuck my poor titties with all your might!"
She shuddered when he managed to drive his hard prick through the tight passage between her boobs. The purpled head of his cock barely showed against the snowy white of her titflesh. But he had managed to get all the way through that hot, sultry tunnel without coming.
"Tight! Your tits are gripping my cock like fingers. And your tits are hot! I feel like I'm completely surrounded by melted butter."
He let his hips move backwards. His prick vanished from her sight but Sheila still felt it.
It went back until only the thick head was left touching her soft flesh.
"Fuck faster, harder, more, Jeffrey! Harder and as far through as you can. I need it so baaaad!"
He obeyed his little sister. His hips worked like a piledriver. The friction between his cock and her jugs wasn't too great at first. His saliva still lubricated the creamy slopes. Then, after he'd fucked back and forth a few times, the spit was all gone. He'd burned it off with the friction between his pulsing, throbbingly hard prick and her softly yielding knockers.
She felt the warmth spreading into her chest. Her breathing became heavier, more strained. She could hardly take a breath without his weight crushing down on her. But most of all, she was thrilled with the feel of her brother's hands on her tits, squeezing her nipples, making her come totally alive.
Jeffrey's cock gave her tremendous enjoyment. The bliss she felt was something she wouldn't have believed possible when she first hit on her brother. He'd seemed too remote. She'd actually thought that. Now she knew he would do anything she urged him to do. As long as he was feeding that insatiable lust that gnawed away at her guts, she'd be happy.
"That's it, God, that's exactly what I need! Fuck my tits!"
"Ummm, oh shit, I ... I can't keep my jizz back!"
She barely heard her brother. The trim young girl's pulse pounded like the ocean's surf in her ears. She was too busy enjoying the feel of his strong body moving against her belly, pressing down on her boobs, warming her with his firm, lusty prick.
It all got to her.
Sheila sucked in her breath, held it, then shrieked as her body convulsed with a climax. It was almost unexpected. She hadn't realized the sexual tensions in her gut were so powerful. Biting her lip helped hold back any more outcries on her part.
It wouldn't do to have her parents come in and find her with her brother so eagerly fucking her tits. She'd never be able to explain.
"Keep going, Jeffrey. Keep it up. I need you. Don't quit on me now. Just concentrate on my tits!"
He gritted his teeth and continued fucking hard between her boobs. The red-haired teenager's body thrashed around like it had gone wild. Jeffrey felt as if he'd mounted a horse and was riding for his life.
But the burning in his balls convinced him to keep going. The joy he felt flooding his body was so new, so different, so exciting, that he couldn't stop now. Not until he got his rocks off. This was worlds better than fucking his ex-girlfriend Pamela in the back seat of his car.
The young girl's tits under his hands were trembling. He squeezed and they expanded. He could tell every time his sister's heart beat. The nipples strongly pulsed under his fingers. And the smooth flesh was feeling hotter and hotter as he fucked between her tits.
His cock vanished between the mountains of titflesh only to poke through on the other side. He couldn't go too far through and he didn't have to. He found himself getting dizzy. His control slipped away.
All that mattered to him was firing out the hot come locked up in his balls.
He came, his prick spurting out gout after fierce gout of his jism. He splattered his come all over his sister's face. For a moment, Jeffrey thought he had hurt Sheila from the way she cried out. Then he saw the ecstatic look on her face.
She loved this!
He let his cock dribble out the last of his come, then he fell back against her knees, exhausted.
"You're one in a million, Jeffrey," she told him, smiling up. Her green eyes gleamed with pleasure. This was the way fucking was supposed to be-new, unexpected, exciting.
And the young girl couldn't deny the lure of incest, either. Having her own brother fuck her tits had been one hell of a turn on. And she didn't want to ever lose Jeffrey or his nine-inch cock.
CHAPTER NINE
Jeffrey assumed his best manner as he explained to his sister, "This is the problem. How do we fuck while our parents are sitting across the room watching television?"
"Jeffrey!" she said, surprised. "Not so loud. They can hear."
"That, my dear, is the problem. Just sitting here so close to you is driving me out of my mind. I want to fuck you."
"We can go out back. Or we can just forget about it for now. Or...." Sheila jumped a foot and turned to look at her brother in stunned disbelief. Jeffrey had just goosed her. "Isn't that an interesting response? Obviously very sensitive in the anal area. Perhaps we should study this in depth."
"What are you going to do?" she asked, both frightened and turned on by what Jeffrey was suggesting. She'd never had a man fuck her up the ass before. Sheila was excited at the idea, but she wanted to continue playing the word games for a while longer. She felt her cunt overflowing with its river of juices. The whole scene was turning her on in a way she hadn't believed possible before. She enjoyed this to the fullest, especially when their parents sat across the room, not knowing what their children were discussing so earnestly.
"I think I can come up with something," Jeffrey said.
"You've already come up with something," his sister said. "I can see that much from where I sit." She glanced down at his bulging crotch. He was already sporting a hard-on that made her mouth-and pussy-water.
"My dear, may I say you have a very fuckable ass? And that's what I'm going to do. Now bend over and lift that skirt of yours before I spank your bottom."
The thought of Jeffrey paddling her ass made Sheila even hotter. She wanted it. But how could she get him to do it? More important, how could they do it in plain view of her parents?
The problem was quickly resolved. He said out loud, "Let's go into the kitchen and get something to eat. You want anything, Mom, Dad?"
"No, nothing. Maybe later." Neither of their parents even turned to watch their children leave.
The instant they got into the kitchen Jeffrey said, "You didn't back me up in there. I'm going to have to discipline you."
His hand descended with a firm whack on her cloth-covered rear end. The second time he landed his open-handed swat, he had already lifted her skirt and tossed it above her waist. The blow landed on creamy white naked assflesh this time. She hadn't worn panties on purpose, hoping her brother would do something like this.
Jeffrey seemed to study the red marks left by his hand. He was intrigued by this scene. He felt himself getting turned on by spanking Sheila's ass. And it was apparent from the flow of cunt juice down the trim young girl's inner leg that she was enjoying the spanking, too.
He continued to spank the red-haired teenager until she bent over the edge of the kitchen table. Her ass glowed a cherry red. Jeffrey was pleased with his handiwork. And Sheila had been really turned on.
As Jeffrey stroked his hand on his sister's once-cool assflesh, he felt a warmth radiating out from her spanked flesh. It came from deep inside her body. It wasn't just the result of his punishment. That had triggered the flow of heat but it wasn't the only cause.
He rubbed his hand over the silky smooth butt. The red stripes his fingers had made glowed fiercely under the bright lights of the kitchen.
Sheila intently watched her brother. Each time he landed one of those stinging swats on her ass, she felt as if she had wildly peaked. She was enjoying this sexual foreplay in a variety of ways.
The feel of her ass being warmed by his attentions made the young girl feel wanted, needed. Jeffrey was taking the time to properly attend to her needs. The way her cunt felt was unique. She was pouring out her fuck fluids at a fantastic rate. Deep in her belly was a warm glow. An ember had been ignited and smouldered, waiting to be touched off into a full-fledged blaze.
Knowing that their parents might come in and discover them at any instant added to the red-haired teenager's enjoyment, too. It pleased her to be able to feel the results of all the ecstasy pouring through her body.
The more she thought about how empty her cunt felt, the more her cunt churned and contracted. The more she thought about Jeffrey, the more she concentrated on her inner needs and how only her brother could sate them.
It was a nice arrangement. As long as she was bent over the edge of the table, she could get his full attention. Sheila hoped Jeffrey would take her from behind so she could experience a new thrill in fucking.
"Unghhhhh!" was all she could say as her brother rammed his cock far up her cunt, fucking her from behind like a dog.
The trim young girl went berserk. She had melted inside when Jeffrey's steel-hard prick had slammed into her body. She took him full length, without knowing that he was going to enter her so fast.
Her brother fucked in and out of her gripping cunt, slowly at first, then with increasing penetration and force. He wanted his prick completely oiled for what he had in mind. But lingering in Sheila's tight little pussy wasn't that bad a delay. In fact, it was downright great!
Sheila was bent into a ninety-degree angle over the table. Jeffrey had to put his hands on either side of her body to keep himself upright as he began the long, powerful strokes into her juicy twat. Each time he fucked her, she moaned out her pleasure a little louder.
"I love it, Jeffrey, but I thought you were going to take me up the ass."
"You're too greedy, bitch. I will, but not in here. Not yet."
Jeffrey began to coordinate his fucking rhythm with the way his sister rammed her ass back to meet his every inward stroke.
When the youth started doing that, Sheila thought she was going to lose her mind. It seemed that he had doubled-tripled-his fucking ability! Every surge of delight corresponded exactly with the red-haired teenager's body motion. He was fucking his prick in exactly at the instant she got the most excitement and passion from it.
The red-haired teenager came.
Her orgasm robbed her of speech. But Jeffrey wasn't counting on her to speak. He was fighting back his own come. Sheila's tight cunt had clamped down with convulsive force all along his buried prick. Her cunt squeezed until he had to fight with all his iron control to keep from jetting out his jism.
He managed to control the raging need in his balls. They didn't blast out their fiery load of come. He took a deep breath and tried to relax, to enjoy the sensation of a fuming hot cunt crushing impossibly hard around his cock.
It seemed like Sheila's cunt juices were surrounding Jeffrey's cock. The man reveled in the carnal heat radiating from the girl's pussy. He felt it burning his prick and agitating his balls again. But this time he held himself under complete control. Jeffrey knew that his prick was about as well lubricated for its trip up his sister's clutching asshole as it could ever be.
As soon as the rippling contractions of the trim young girl's cunt had faded away, Jeffrey pulled his cock out of the small hole that had been so feverishly gripping his length.
"Are you ready for this, Sheila?" he asked needlessly. His hand firmly grasped the milky white asscheeks that still glowed with an inner ruddy light from the spanking he had given them.
He pulled the blobs of assmeat apart to expose the valley between them. The humid, dank crease was sweaty. But buried at the bottom of Sheila's ass was her tightly clenched shitter.
Jeffrey -edged forward, his oily, glistening prick hard and ready for the plunge up the teenager's bowels. Sheila grunted as her brother lightly touched her hole with his cockhead. It was sopping wet from her cunt juices. He knew that he would slide right on up once he got past the tightly clenched muscle.
"Oh, be careful, Jeffrey," she sobbed out. "I've never been fucked up the asshole before."
"A virgin, huh? Wearing your cherry for a taillight. Well, this old ass fucker is going to give his little sister a real lesson, then."
The red-haired teenager closed her eyes and mentally pictured what he was doing behind her. Somehow, she couldn't keep it straight that she was bending over the table. Sheila kept thinking Jeffrey was spinning her around and around. She knew she wasn't dreaming it when she ended up on hands and knees on the kitchen floor. He was behind her like a dog fucking a bitch in heat. The same instant that the trim young girl realized this, Jeffrey pushed his hips forward the slightest amount, his prick nudging her asshole.
She felt everything happening behind hr even if she couldn't see it. The feathery light touch as Jeffrey's cock banged into her clenched asshole made her wince. Sheila tried to tell herself this wasn't going to hurt, but she was kidding herself.
She knew instinctively it'd hurt. But it'd be a good hurt, one that turned her on even more than she was already.
The girl shivered at the thought of taking Jeffrey's cock up her ass. It was a different experience for her. And like any gourmet, she loved new and different things. She couldn't exist on a diet of simple fucking, not now, not after Jeffrey had released her completely sexual side. Simple fucking was a hell of a lot of fun, but it was time for her to broaden her sexual horizons and really live.
The red-haired teenager forced herself to relax a bit. She gasped when Jeffrey managed to wiggle the fat head of his cock into her asshole.
With the purpled knob of his prick inside the girl, Jeffrey immediately felt the inner heat boiling out of her. He inched forward. He knew better than to fuck hard and fast into an asshole on the very first thrust. The membranes were more delicate than up her pussy. They weren't used to the huge, rock-hard fucking tool.
He wiggled and wormed his shaft into the trim young girl's bowels. When he was finally buried balls deep up his sister's ass, he paused to catch his breath. He was sweating gallons.
Jeffrey knew that their parents might come in at any second. And that gave him the idea for pushing Sheila forward. He guided her through the swinging kitchen door and back into the hallway. She started to protest. He put his hand over her mouth and shoved her forward, his cock showing her the way. He moved her into the living room and behind the sofa on which their parents sat watching television.
As if reading his mind, Sheila gasped out, "This is too much, Jeffrey! Do you want to really do it here?"
"I do. And keep your voice down." He didn't have to tell her why.
Sheila tried to focus her sex-glazed eyes. She wobbled around on her hands and then sank downward, resting her forehead across her folded arms. This shoved her ass upwards into the air and allowed her brother to Greek her even harder.
She felt his cock surging all the way up inside. With Jeffrey's prick in her shitter, she felt twisted out of shape. Her innards were being contorted and jumbled up like never before. Her guts were being rearranged in patterns she couldn't control.
Sheila clamped down with her stomach muscles. She heard Jeffrey gasp in reaction. She knew just a little of what it must feel like. She felt his prick trembling in her asshole, shaking her guts around like a bowl of jello.
"God, that's unreal, Jeffrey! It feels like my insides are on fire. You're ripping me apaaaaaart!"
Her brother gulped. He swallowed hard, then licked his dried lips before answering. "You're burning my goddamn cock off. Damn, but you're a hot one! Flaming hot and impossibly tight!"
He couldn't remember a tighter fit around his cock. He was being scorched to a nubbin. He was crushed to the size of a pencil. And then he felt the massive slabs of assmeat clamp down on his balls.
And he loved it!
"Keep fucking, Jeffrey," moaned out the red-haired teenager. She was so busy worrying if their parents would hear that she was being robbed just a little of her enjoyment. Then she fitted all the pieces together. Incest. Ass fucking behind the couch while her parents were on it. She felt weak and loose and she was about to receive the world's sexiest enema. The red-haired teenager clenched her fists so tight that droplets of blood appeared wherever her fingernails cut skin.
Jeffrey didn't need the urging to pull out and start a slow, easy tempo. He felt the tight ring of ass muscle around his prick. He pulled out of the girl's clenched interior until that powerful anal sphincter gripped the head of his cock just behind the purpled crown at the end.
The man gripped the twin moons of assflesh and squeezed hard. He began a tearing motion. He wanted Sheila to feel like he was ripping her buttocks off.
The instant she started to speak, Jeffrey rammed forward as fast as possible. His cunt-juice lubricated cock raced along Sheila's asshole. Her brother smashed full tilt into her shit chute. She gasped in surprise and pleasure and fell forward onto the floor.
"Damn," she gasped out, "but you're some kind of fucker."
The red-haired teenager was enjoying this to the fullest. The feel of Jeffrey's prick inside her was similar to having her cunt fucked, only better. His massive prick stretched her sensitive inner tissues in directions both unfamiliar and totally exciting. She barely restrained herself when he fucked deeper into her rectum.
The tides of passion built in her slender, young body. She felt his cock throbbing inside her belly. She knew that he must be having a hell of a time controlling himself.
When Jeffrey began fucking her faster and faster, Sheila knew her brother was approaching the breaking point. The friction mounted as he wildly fucked her ass. Sheila enjoyed every instant, every inch, of it. The friction along her bowels set fire to hidden nerve endings. She felt his cock reaming her out in the most wondrous way possible.
She felt the waves of stark desire dance and spike across her brain. They grew sharper and sharper as her passions flared. The trim young girl knew that her own climax was about to spring forth and devour her body.
Her body was sheened with sweat from the fucking She felt her asscheeks crushing down brutally on Jeffrey's hard-driving spike of pleasure. Her asshole clutched at his prick as it went in and out. Her inner membranes applied intense pressure-and pleasure-on Jeffrey's agitated, stirring cock while it was inside her.
Her brother was unable to withstand the carnal pressure, the clenching force and the high internal heat caused by friction from fucking her steamy asshole. He blasted out his wad. The white-hot jism jetted out and cream-ed Sheila's entire asshole.
The liquid firehose feel of Jeffrey's come set Sheila off again. The sensations in her body had mounted once more to the point where she couldn't control them.
Sheila experienced the best climax ever.
She panted and strained and shoved her ass back against her brother's hairy crotch to get him even further up her gripping asshole. It added to her burning, searing, torturing pleasure. The slightest movement of her butt added to her pleasure as it rubbed across his hairy upper thighs and teased her well-spanked flesh.
Everything pushed her exploding orgasm to the limits of human endurance. Her entire world shattered in wild, whirling orgasm.
And all with her parents just a few feet away-and it was all caused by her brother's prick fucking her ass!
When she had come down from her sexual high, Sheila collapsed forward, panting. She finally caught her breath.
"That was ... super!" she sighed.
Jeffrey was busily zipping up his trousers and rearranging his clothes. He looked like a cool, aloof brother again-except for the shit-eating grin on his face.
"Yeah, and you're a hell of a hot one, Sheila darling. But back to the kitchen now.
Then we can slip back in and the folks'll think we were having a snack."
Sheila slid down her skirt and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She wondered if it would be possible to give herself an orgasm just by trying to duplicate the buggering he'd given her using her vibrator. Somehow, she doubted it. Just knowing it was her very own brother ass-fucking her was almost enough to get her off.
CHAPTER TEN
It was the hardest thing Sheila had ever done simply sitting next to Jeffrey and watching television until bedtime. She was burning up inside. She had to get more of her brother's prick. She just had to!
And it was denied to her.
As long as her mother and father sat there, she was left out in the cold. And her pussy continued to bubble and boil with hunger for incestuous prick. It wasn't fair!
"Enough of the idiot eye for tonight," her father finally said. The man rose and switched off the set. "Damned news gets more depressing every time I see it. Don't know why I bother. Damned fools and incompetents running for office and if there's not a volcano erupting somewhere, there's another embassy being taken over. Fucked-up world."
"Dear, don't use language like that. Not in front of Sheila and Jeffrey."
"If that's the worst they ever hear, they'll be ahead of the game. Come on, let's go to bed."
Sheila's eyes widened a little. It was apparent what her father was suggesting to their mother. She'd never seen them like this-they were actually going to bed to fuck. The red-haired young girl knew they did all the time, and yet again she didn't really emotionally understand it. These were her parents. They couldn't enjoy something as much fun as fucking.
As soon as they were out of earshot, she turned to Jeffrey and said, "Come on, big brother. Let's get it on ourselves."
"Is that all you ever think about?" Jeffrey asked. "I don't think I want to fuck any more tonight. God, I'm beat. That asshole of yours really took it out of me."
"Oh." Sheila was disappointed. She'd hoped her brother would have more staying power than her other boyfriends. But it didn't seem that way. She'd tired him out after only one fuck session.
Glumly, Sheila went to her room and threw herself on her bed. She felt her sticky skin gluing itself to her sheets. She'd gotten really sweaty when Jeffrey had been Greeking her. The trim, green-eyed teenager decided she'd better go get cleaned up before she turned in. She suspected it would be another long, sleepless, horny night.
Sheila went into the bathroom and quickly stripped out of her dress. She wasn't wearing any undies at all. Her mother had looked with disfavor on her for not wearing a bra, but since she wasn't going out the woman hadn't said anything. And what her mother didn't know was that Sheila had made a point of not wearing panties so Jeffrey could shove his ponderous cock all the way up her pussy.
Her precious brother. The green-eyed teenager snorted in disgust. He was just like all the others. She could wear him out before she got enough fucking. It hardly seemed fair to her, but that was the way the world was.
She opened the shower door and entered, sighing as the warm water blasted against her tender skin. Sheila let the water run down the deep canyon between her tits, dribbling over the depression of her navel and into the thick red fur of her pussy mound. The hot water stung her sensitive cunt lips-but she didn't mind. This, at least, showed her she still had some feeling down there.
Soaping her body brought back the slick memories of passionately wrestling with Jeffrey. Why didn't she have good memories of fucking with anyone else? Sheila shuddered. All the fun she'd had sexually since getting into high school was with her brother. Maybe she should consider rationing him. But she snorted in disgust again. There had to be a man out there somewhere who could keep up with her. And it obviously wasn't her brother, not the way she'd easily worn him out tonight.
And yet she loved Jeffrey. He had been shown her new and wonderful ways of fucking. He seemed to understand her sexual drives. He was a real stud. She knew herself better because of him.
"I always wondered what good clean fun was," came a voice from the other side of the frosted-glass shower stall door. The startled girl jumped a foot.
"Who's there?" she demanded, both afraid and excited at the same time.
"Let's not stand around discussing the matter," said the voice. She saw the heavy-set body stripping off clothing and tossing the garments all over the bathroom. And then the door opened. Jeffrey joined her in the shower stall.
"Jeffrey! You can't just walk in like this!"
"I can and I have," he said positively, his hands reaching out for the soap-slippery body of the red-haired young girl next to him. She didn't even attempt to move away. She wanted what her brother had to offer. She wanted it badly.
He dropped to his hands and knees. Like a retriever, he went sniffing and licking. Sheila looked down, surprised at his behavior. She moaned and leaned against the side of the shower when she felt what he was doing with his roving tongue. He began lapping at her feet. The feel of his rough, probing tongue against the instep of her foot was almost enough to bring her off.
The trim young teenager tried to understand what it was about her feet that got her so hot so fast. When she was being fucked, her toes would curl up. She had never considered the fact that stimulating her feet might get her rocks off, too. After all, the nerves were all connected.
"What are you doing?" she laughed. But she didn't pull away from that mouth as she might have done earlier. She was enjoying this delicious sex play with her brother. Sheila knew where it was leading-and her hungry pussy was already drooling and ready for that huge nine-inch cock of his!
"Just sampling," Jeffrey said. "To see if I want more."
He licked up the inside of her slender leg. The water poured over them both. Sheila couldn't remember having more fun in her life. She felt her brother's tongue probing fast and hard against her tender inner thigh. Along with the cascades of water hitting her flesh and bouncing off in dancing rivers, she had never been more aroused.
The water stung and bit her soft skin but she was turned on by it. With the tongue coming closer and closer to her sopping pussy, she was about ready to come.
"More!" she cried out. "Give me more of that sweet, cunt-lapping tongue of yours!"
Jeffrey lapped up the inside of her wet thigh and came to her tangled pussy mound. The water ran off the flame-red fur there and dribbled down across her cunt lips, getting her keyed up and ready for anything. When the rough, pink tongue worked around her snatch, she gasped in sheer joy. He sought out her clit and flicked it briefly. She went weak in the knees and sank down.
"I ... I need more. Tongue fuck me!" She let her legs drift as wide open as she could. She didn't have any strength left at all. Sheila just wished she could lie down and let the water hammer at her body while Jeffrey continued eating out her pussy. But that wasn't possible. She propped herself up as best she could against the slick tile wall and simply enjoyed the feel of the hot water and that exciting mouth of his all over her snatch.
The lewd slurping noise mingled with the sound of the falling water. The red-haired young girl tensed for a come when his tongue parted her pussy lips and plunged far up into her body. And then he was gone. For a moment, she stood there stunned. He couldn't leave.
She'd been cheated of her orgasm! Then the green-eyed teenager felt her brother's tongue continuing to work across her trim belly. She gasped as his rough, pink tongue dipped into the deep cavity of her navel. This only turned her on more. She desired him, and she wanted him to desire her, too.
The tongue came lapping up to the broad base of her left tit. When he started up the jutting slope, she reached down and gripped her tit. She shoved it into her brother's face in mute demand for more of his sucking mouth all over her boobs. She was so aroused she barely knew when he took her rock-hard nipple between his lips and sucked for all he was worth.
"Yes, yes, yesssss!" Sheila hissed. "That's what I want. I need you so! But your prick. Give me your prick!" Her hand reached down seeking the hot cylinder of cockflesh. She missed it the first time and groped further. She missed it a second time as it flipped away from her soapy fingers.
Then it didn't matter any longer. His mouth had reached hers and his cock was aimed into her pussy like a torpedo heading for a distant target. That blunt nose poked between her cunt lips, received a full measure of her slick, flowing fuck sauce and then shoved deep into her body.
Sheila screamed at the top of her lungs. The entry had taken her totally by surprise. The depth of the penetration was enough to cause her inner cunt walls to be stretched and pulled out of shape by her brother's incredible nine-inch cock. As her pussy expanded to take the huge girth of his prick, she turned to allow the water to jet between their bodies. The hot liquid stream further stimulated their most sensitive flesh.
His mouth crushed against hers and stifled her screams of ecstasy. This seemed to build up the sexual pressures in her body more than she would have believed possible. She had to cry out and couldn't. She had to move and couldn't. She was completely impaled on Jeffrey's thrusting rod of hard, virile prick.
The water pouring over her red hair ran down her body and tickled all the right places. Between her tits, between the cheeks of her ass, around her cunt lips, down her legs. The water ran and stimulated until she was pushed to the brink of orgasm.
The taste of his mouth was nice, the feel of the water nicer, but the thrill of his hard-fucking prick was best of all.
She came. Over and over, she came.
"God, Jeffrey darling, this is too much for me. I can't take any more. I am totally drained."
"Bullshit," was all he said as he began to really fuck her. Up till this moment, he hadn't been working hard. He had used his mouth a little bit to make her want his cock. And when he shoved in to the hilt, he hadn't done all that much. The tightness of her cunt around his prick told him of her intense arousal and that was fine. For now.
And she'd been damning him because she'd thought he was worn out! She should have known her brother better than that!
Now it was his turn to want more from the fucking. The feel of the water stinging hotly into his skin turned him on, but it was the nearness of the naked girl that made him really hot.
Her nipples poked into his hairy chest. Her hot breath breezed past his ear and made the aroused flesh even more sensitive. When she started nibbling passionately at his earlobe, it took all his iron control to keep from jetting his pearly come into her sucking little cunt hole.
That thrilled him the most. Her pussy was tight and firm and demanding around his swollen prick. He felt as if he had thrust into a volcano with hot lava surging all over his naked cockflesh. Moving slowly at first, she felt her clinging cunt walls grip even harder at his prick.
"Shit, Sis, that pussy of yours is really hungry."
"Yes, oh, yes! I want you to fuck me, I really want you!" She tossed her flame-red hair back over her shoulder to get it out of their way. The wild disarray gleamed with tiny droplets of water, making it appear as if diamonds had been woven among the red-gold strands.
As she moved, she tensed all her muscles and clutched wildly at his trembling body. He felt the naked bite of her fingernails into his flesh and her pussy smashed down wildly around his prick. He was positive she was crushing his fuck stick flatter than a pancake with her powerful cunt walls.
"Ummm, shit, not that much," he complained, not really meaning it.
He managed to pull free of her hungry pussy and paused only a moment before ramming back into that hot berth of soft flesh. The squishing noise of the passionate fucking filled the tiny booth. He didn't care. If anything, the feel of her flesh made him fuck even faster. The noise of the fucking only added to the effects he already felt.
"Yesss!" she moaned passionately. "That's what I want. I want your prick fucking me. Drive it in harder! Split me apart with that divine pecker of yours, Jeffrey!"
Sheila wasn't coherent anymore. All she was not was a vessel for enjoyment. The hard prick gave it all to her. That was what she needed now. Nothing else. Just the pleasure a woman can get from a man's hard, hot, fucking cock.
Jeffrey ignored the pain of her fingernails raking the skin off his back and concentrated on driving that cock of his harder and deeper into her cunt hole. He felt her tender, fur-rimmed pussy lips begin to fold inward from the hard fucking. He speeded up the tempo of his hips movement. The water flew off his balls every time he slammed into her eagerly awaiting cunt.
Grinding his bush into hers produced the most intense sensation he had ever felt. He actually lifted the trim, green-eyed teenager up off her feet with the force of his fucking. Her entire body weight hung suspended on just his cock before he released her to sink back down to the wet floor of the shower stall.
"No more, Jeffrey, no more. I can't take it. And I still want you so! Oh, damn!"
He continued fucking the red-haired young girl, not paying any attention to her pleas. The feel of her twat all around his cock drove him on. And then his balls tightened frantically and he felt his control slipping. His prick erupted in a creamy geyser that whitewashed the insides of her cunt.
"Ummmmmm! Yes, oh, yes!" she shrieked.
He felt her muscles spasm and knew she was coming, too. He pumped hard and fast into her cunt to get the most stimulation possible from the fucking. He thought the top of his head was going to blow off as he fountained out his jism into her lewdly sucking pussy. And then it was all over.
The two of them-brother and sister-stood in the downpour from the shower and simply looked into each other's eyes. The water washed away the sweat built up from the fucking. They silently took up bars of soap and washed each other down completely, lingering in all the right places to assure each other the most pleasure possible.
That proved almost as much fun as toweling each other off. The feel of the fluffy towel across her snatch made Sheila shiver with renewed desire. She let Jeffrey do anything he wanted. When it came her turn to towel her brother down, she let her imagination run wild. The use of a towel on a man's balls had never occurred to the trim, green-eyed teenager before.
Sheila felt delightfully sinful as she caressed and dried his balls and prick and allowed him to kiss her at the same time.
By the time they were both dry, they were ready to fuck again. And Sheila wasn't going to let Jeffrey go. She needed what he had to offer her, and to hell with the fact her parents were just down the hall. She needed this. She had been deprived of good sex too long and she had a right to get off on a man's cock.
So what if it was her brother's cock?
"Where do you want to fuck this time?" Jeffrey asked, his already hard cock jutting up into her snatch. They stood with their arms locked around each other, the steamy air of the bathroom causing their skin to wetly gleam.
"Here, Jeffrey, right here on the floor. On the bath mat!" Sheila cried, pulling hard at her brother. He didn't resist. They sank down and she quickly found herself turned around, her hands resting on the toilet seat lid.
"I'm going to fuck you, dear sister, like you've never been fucked before!"
She squealed with glee. No missionary-position fucking for Jeffrey. None at all!
Sheila felt his prick enter her again, already as stiff as an iron bar. She gasped and moaned and finally came. But the girl knew this couldn't go on, not in this house, not with the threat of constant discovery by their parents. For the moment she would have to be content with simply letting her brother fuck her. Later, maybe they could work something out that was more permanent.
Until then, though, the red-haired young girl was going to enjoy her brother's prick and his fucking to the fullest!
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Are you sure this is the right thing to do?" Sheila asked her brother. She saw his mind was made up. And it caused her cunt to begin to long for his cock again.
"I've got to move out. Hell, Sis, I'm nineteen. And that job's perfect for me. It's the first job where they'd even have me. I gotta take it-and I have to move out. We both know why."
She nodded and smiled. She knew they'd almost been caught too many times during the night. And her parents were beginning to wonder if they'd raised weirdo kids. Neither Jeffrey nor Sheila went out on dates any more. All they seemed to want to do was hang around the house.
It wouldn't be long before their parents put two and two together and got incest.
"This apartment I've got is really nice," the youth said.
"Can I come over and see it?"
He smiled broadly. "I hoped you'd say that. I especially want to show it to you."
"Everything in the apartment? Everything?" the red-haired teenager teased. "Even the bedroom?"
"It's only got a sofa with a pull-out bed. But even that."
"Brother, you couldn't keep me away!"
* * *
Sheila wasn't sure what she'd expected. A cozy little love nest out of some Hollywood movie, maybe. But this apartment her brother had rented was hardly larger than a cracker-box. She couldn't turn around without banging her elbows into a wall, or Jeffrey.
And it looked great to her.
"It's not much, but it's a start," he said proudly. "And it does get me out of the house."
"Yeah, I've noticed," she said, thinking about how lonely and horny she'd been for the last week without him.
"But now we're together. At least for a while. Why not help me christen my new place."
"Christen it? How?"
Sheila found out right away. Jeffrey moved to her and took her in his strong arms. Their mouths flowed together. Jeffrey's tongue flashed between Sheila's slightly parted lips and entered her mouth. Their tongues met and began an erotic dance, caressing, stroking, lightly running back and forth along the other's tongue.
Jeffrey felt one of Sheila's hands move slowly down his body searching out the growing bulge in his crotch. He caught his breath when Sheila's hand pressed down firmly over his hard-on. Excitement flooded his body and his cock painfully inflated with his pounding blood. Sheila's fingers gripped and teased him. His prick had to be let out of its cloth prison or he'd go crazy with desire.
Sheila was already moving the zipper down. His cock sprung out like the blade of an opening switchblade knife. She clutched at his prick as if it could save her from drowning. Jeffrey gulped once, then leaned back to enjoy the erotic feel of his lovely sister's hand stimulating him. His cock burned. Each time she touched it set off a fresh blast of lust in his balls.
He reached out and pressed the palm of his hand against one of the luscious redhead's tits. The marshmallowy mound mashed down under his hand. Then he felt the tiny button of her nipple harden with real lust. Jeffrey slipped his hand under the flimsy fabric of the dress and felt warm, vibrant titflesh. He gripped the underside of her boob and lightly pinched. It was her turn to catch her breath. A lightning bolt of sensation seared into her chest. That deceptively light touch; the barely felt pinch, turned her on every time. Having Jeffrey gently play with her tits made her feel like a real woman. It turned her molten inside.
It made her cunt water with lust.
His mouth moved to the green-eyed girl's trembling lips. He smeared her smear-proof lipstick and neither gave a damn. His kissing lips moved back along the line of her finely boned jaw to the hollow under her ear. His tongue lapped and licked at the delicate flesh.
Then, without warning, his tongue flashed out cock-hard. It went directly into her ear. Sheila groaned, arching her back. Her hand tightened around the convenient handle of her brother's virile cock.
She felt hot, sultry gusts come into her ear, further sensitizing that already delicate erogenous zone. She grasped when he nibbled at her earlobe.
Sheila's body was wracked with constant pleasure. The feel of her brother's hand on her tit increased the sexual tensions building in her body. And the quivering rod of cock in her hand told her that Jeffrey needed her, wanted her, had to possess her totally. There wasn't anything in the world she wanted more than to have that hard, powerful prick inside her pussy, fucking her.
"I neeeeed you," Sheila groaned out. "Now! I need you now. Fuck me, ohhhhh!"
He scooped her off her feet and quickly deposited her onto the small dining-room table. He gently set her down and started undressing her.
"Let me, Jeffrey. And you hurry and get naked. I need you!"
They were quickly locked in each other's arms, their naked bodies straining passionately. Jeffrey moved his leg between his sister's creamy white thighs. When she felt his hairy leg, she crushed her pussy mound down powerfully.
She started moving her pussy up and down the length of Jeffrey's leg. It felt so good, so damned good! Sheila rocked to and fro until she found the right motion that massaged her cunt lips to the fullest.
The aroused redhead closed her green eyes and wallowed in the delicious sensations filling her. When she felt his tongue dip down between her tits, grinding waves of passion filled her and she thought she'd come.
He sucked up the left cone of titflesh slowly, his rough, pink tongue licking and lapping at every square inch of naked boob. He finally reached the summit. Perched jauntily atop the tit was a fiery red nipple. Sheila felt it throb and pound in time with the frenzied beating of her heart.
"Oh, yessss!" she shrieked as he sucked that aroused nubbin of flesh into his mouth. The girl was certain he drove white-hot daggers into her chest. But it was a good hurt as he gnawed away at her turgid nipple.
Her arousal soared higher and higher until her cunt gushed out a steady flood of fuck juice. Her brother's entire thigh was soaked with her inner oils as she rocked back and forth, faster and faster.
"Jeffrey, hurry. I need you in me, fucking me. I want to feel that cock of yours fucking my cunt!"
A searing bolt of carnal electricity jolted her when Jeffrey shoved his finger up her twat. Inside, he wiggled his finger. It was a move calculated to shove her over the abyss of orgasm.
She knew how successful that move actually was. Her cunt had been feeling empty, hollow, needy. Now it was filled with the twitching, stimulating finger. She knew the instant Jeffrey's hand touched her pussy lips what was going to happen. The red-haired teenager was ready for it. He started stroking up and down her cunt lips while his middle finger continued exploring the wet, steamy depths of her pussy.
Jeffrey's palm pressed down firmly on her clit. Fireworks blazed in her head. It wasn't orgasm, but came very close. She started hunching up to meet every motion of Jeffrey's delving finger. Lust robbed her of speech.
Only incoherent moans came from her lips.
"Ready?" he asked. She had a hard time doing more than nodding her approval. She needed him inside her, she needed him badly!
Jeffrey's cunt-juice-slickened finger slipped from her pussy. He rubbed his hand against the inside of one satiny thigh until she was spread wantonly wide on his dining room table, ready for his cock. He maneuvered until he got a clear shot at his sister's gaping cunt, then heaved forward.
Practice guided his prick to its erotic target. His mighty battering ram of cockflesh raced past the delicate pussy lips and far up his sister's cunt. She tensed at the sudden intrusion. She was filled to overflowing with her brother's super-heated, iron-hard cock. And then her fuck hole expanded to take the huge girth.
Her back arched and she tried to take even more of his prick into her. The fiery arrowhead speared deeper into her guts. The friction of his cock along her cunt walls made her think her pussy had been filled with fuming hot lava.
For a long minute, neither of them moved. Sheila held her breath. She was completely filled with her brother's cock. It twitched and danced slightly every time he moved. The teenager thought she could even feel the shaft expand against her tight pussy walls. She consciously worked her stomach muscles to clamp down firmly on the buried cock giving her so much pleasure.
Sheila felt a convulsive twitch of Jeffrey's prick as more and more excited blood pounded into it. The frothy wetness and heat of her pussy seeped into his prick until even his expert control was threatened. She continued squeezing down with her powerful cunt muscles until she felt every bump and ripple along the man's fuck stick.
The red-haired teenager screwed her eyes tightly shut and floated on the winds of ecstasy gusting through her. She was transported away from the table in the dingy apartment and into space where she hung weightless. Her legs drifted even wider apart in unconscious need. Then Jeffrey began really fucking her.
His hips exploded in a frenzy of movement. He pulled out and slammed home into her seething hot twat. Each thrust buried him balls deep. Sheila felt his balls wetly slapping her upturned ass. She pulled her knees up on either side of his sweaty, straining body. She wanted as much of his cock in her pussy as she could get.
He fucked even harder, even deeper. "Ohhhh, darling, darling, fuck faster!" she cried out in joy. "I need it. My cunt needs it!" A lewd smacking sounded every time he pulled out. His fucking carried him so deeply into her pussy that the cunt juice formed a vacuum far inside her belly. As he withdrew, he broke that vacuum. But just for a moment. Then he fucked back into her willing, cock-hungry cunt again.
Jeffrey supported himself on his hands. The youth gasped and groaned as he drilled his cock further and further into the soft body under him. When Sheila could stand no more of the fucking, she lifted her hips off the table. She met his every thrust with an upward jerking thrust of her own. Their crotches ground together erotically in a damp, churning swamp of lust.
He speeded up the tempo until Sheila was burning up inside. The friction of his prick against her pussy walls lit all the fires of passion in her lush body. She clawed at his back. Neither of them noticed the thin red lines where she scraped the skin off his shoulders with her fingernails.
"Jeffrey! Fuck meeeeeee! I need it all so baaaaaad!"
Her body was wracked with the sweet torture of orgasm. As her fuck tunnel collapsed convulsively around his prick, she felt him change the tempo of the fucking. A hot geyser of jism filled her cunt. Her entire body trembled like a leaf in a high wind. She couldn't control herself. She shrieked and moaned and pleaded incoherently with him to fuck her even more.
It felt great to be able to let her emotions run wild. There was no longer any need for her to try and hold back because of her parents. Sheila could experience her brother's fucking and give vent to all her emotions.
As suddenly as orgasm had seized Jeffrey, it passed. His body relaxed. Sheila felt his cock slowly melting inside her gripping cunt. She felt robbed. She had wanted more and now she wasn't going to get it. He'd come and she'd have to put up with his limp prick.
"Great, Sheila, as always," Jeffrey muttered as he rolled off her and straightened.
He stood before his sister with his cock dangling limply between his powerful legs. She wanted to laugh and yet she knew better. Sheila reached down betwen her own creamy thighs and stroked over her well-fucked pussy. The tingles still remained.
"More, Jeffrey, I want more."
"And, my dear sister, you shall have it. Why, this is only the first room of my fantastic new apartment. We shall now proceed into the next room and christen it, too."
"Next room?" asked the green-eyed girl, looking around the tiny place. There wasn't any real distinction between living room, kitchen and dining room-or bedroom, since the sofa pulled out into a bed.
"Sure. This was the dining room. Now we go into the bedroom!"
Jeffrey pulled out the tiny bed and dusted it off. It was shabby, but to Sheila no bed had ever looked more tempting-because this one came with Jeffrey's cock. His hard-on slowly hardened until he was ready to fuck again.
"Here I come!" she cried. And Sheila realized her brother was the best of all. And he always would be. She had found her stud close to home and now she could be with him whenever she wanted.
