NAUGHTY, SPREAD SISTER is the story of a teenaged girl and her family. They find themselves victims of the ravages of sexual need, and seek release in the heat of each other's body. They have no trouble setting aside the traditional taboo against incest as their lust becomes the most important factor in their lives.
Once they break the taboo, one perversion leads to another until they are enmeshed in a sordid affair of lasciviousness. They are drawn into the web of carnal delight and their lives are devoted to greater and greater pleasures.
This account of sexual aberration is strictly fictional, but we all know that some of our neighbors and acquaintances are acting out these scenes in their real, everyday lives. In these pages, those of us who've had no first-hand knowledge of these practices can get a glimpse of what goes on behind the drawn drapes of middle America.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
"I'm asking you a simple question. Never mind why for now," Nancy Dowling said to her brother. "Yes or no?"
"Aw, Sis, I can't tell you that," Wally Dowling protested, squirming uncomfortably. "I mean, what if the shoe was on the other foot and I was giving you the third degree about your, uh, private life? Some things are kinda personal, you know."
"Good point," Nancy admitted. "So, okay, if you tell me, I'll tell you. What's fair is fair."
"You really serious, Sis?"
"Try me."
"Then," Wally gulped, "which of us'd go first?" "Got a quarter?"
Wally fished into his jeans and nervously handed his sister the coin. She took it and flipped it in the air, slapping it down with one hand on the back of the other.
"Heads, I tell first-tails, and it's you," Nancy suggested. "Fair enough?"
Wally breathed deeply and warily agreed to go along.
"All right, here we go," Nancy said.
Slowly, she slid her top hand away from the quarter. It was tails, causing Wally to take a second, even deeper breath.
"Well," Nancy said, "are you or aren't you?"
After a tense pause, Wally stiffly nodded as if his neck were sore. Yes, he admitted silently, he was.
"I thought so," Nancy replied.
"Now what about you, Sis?" Wally panted.
And here it was Nancy's turn to also nod.
"I wasn't that sure about you, Sis," Wally rasped. "All those guys you go out with ..."
"It isn't because they haven't tried," Nancy chuckled. "Sometimes I think I must be the only girl in school who's still a virgin. At least, if you go by all the bragging my friends do about all the boys they've supposedly let into their pants."
"Yeah," Wally sighed, "I know what you mean, Sis. I'm in the same boat with the guys I hang out with. They're always running their mouths about all the chicks they've supposedly balled, and all I can do is listen. It's damned frustrating."
Nancy expressed her sympathy, then a short silence followed as brother and sister braced themselves for where their conversation might take them now that they'd both admitted they were cherry. Since Nancy had raised the question in the first place, the next move was up to her.
"I suppose you're wondering," she finally said, "why I brought this up to begin with."
"Wouldn't be human if I didn't, Sis."
"Well," Nancy explained, "at the start, I was asking for somebody else. Somebody we both know who's real interested if you're cherry. Somebody who wants to be your first piece of ass, if you're available."
"Wh-who's that?" Wally stammered, his teenaged prick noticeably hard at the crotch of his tight jeans.
"Joanie," Nancy said, naming the girl who was her best friend, and something more besides.
"But she's," Wally muttered, "our own c-cousin. Family."
"Doesn't stop her from being horny as hell for your big cock," Nancy bluntly stated. "She keeps wanting to know if I've ever seen you hard."
Wally blushed, the cock-bulge below his belt being so obvious at this point.
"I told her no, of course," Nancy continued. "Now, though ..."
Her voice temporarily trailed off in a wispy sigh. Along with it was a definite gleam in her eye as she openly lowered her gaze between her brother's legs.
"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious by now to find out how you're hung in the flesh," she then said.
"So you can run and tell Joanie?" Wally croaked.
"Not unless you want me to. Fact is, I'm asking on my own now. Forget Joanie. Just you and me is all that matters anymore as far as I'm concerned."
"God, Sis, you almost sound like you'd be willing for the two of us to ... "
"Mmmm-hmmmm," Nancy sexily admitted. "My pussy is as hot and wet inside my panties as your cock looks big and hard under your jeans. Show me yours, Wally, and I'll show you mine."
"And . . . after that?" panted Wally.
"We'll just do whatever comes naturally," Nancy steamily suggested. "If it's meant to be, why fight it? Way I look at it, both of us must have been saving our cherries for something special. If this is it, we'll find out soon enough. And if it's not, we'll just forget any of this ever happened. Is it a deal?"
"I-Idunno . . . never expected anything like this to happen between us, Sis."
"I'll make it easy for you," Nancy said, and she was reaching for her brother's swollen crotch.
Wally flinched but didn't back away. Abruptly, his jeans were unsnapped and unzipped. Then Nancy's hand was inside them. He felt her slender fingers slipping under the elastic of his Jockey shorts as they found and grasped his stiff, throbbing prick.
She jerked the handful of cockmeat out into the open, causing her brother's jeans and shorts to bunch down around his hips as his jutting hard-on and bobbing balls were exposed.
"Ooooh!" swooned Nancy at the sight of her brother's rigid cock. "It's even bigger than it felt. What a hunk!"
She was stroking Wally's prick, rhythmically tugging the skin back and forth over the knobby cockhead. Then with her other hand she went to work on her own slacks. Down they quickly sagged, showing her pink panties which were markedly stained to a moist red at their lacy crotch.
"Told you I was as hot as you are hard," Nancy said. "Wanna see more?"
Wally eagerly nodded. So after letting her slacks drop to the floor, Nancy peeled away her sopping panties with one hand while continuing to stroke her brother's cock with the other one. This revealed the hairy triangle of her brown cunt bush, which was damply matted from seeping pussy juice.
"Jeez, Sis," he gasped, licking his lips. "I'm just looking, but, damn, it's almost like I can taste your . . . your . . . mmmmm, cunt."
"I feel the same way about your cock," Nancy hungrily replied, licking her own lips. "But finding out for sure'd be a whole lot better than just imagining-for both of us."
"Sis, you mean, uh, what I think you mean?"
"Let me put it this way, brother dear. Pick a number, the right number, and you've got the answer," teased Nancy. "And here's a hint. Try the one between sixty-eight and seventy, then watch what happens."
"S-sixty-nine?" Wally stammered.
"If you want to eat my pussy as much as I'm ready to suck your prick," Nancy answered without hesitation.
"You'll have to make it happen, Sis," gulped Wally. "I just don't have the balls to make the first move. But if you do, I won't have the willpower to turn you down."
"Hmmm, sounds like an offer this horny little girl can't refuse," Nancy bubbled.
She knelt, her face at her brother's crotch. Then the head of his cock was being sucked into her warm, wet mouth. At the same time, she tugged at Wally's asscheeks to bring him down to her level. At this point his legs were jelly. They gave way and he was soon kneeling, too. From there, Nancy forced him onto his back as she deep-throated his prick to its thick root.
"Whew!" Wally blurted out. "You got it all, Sis. Every inch of my dick in your mouth. What a trip!"
Suddenly, Nancy released her brother's cock from her oral grasp and answered: "Only half the trip, Wally. You don't get the rest of the blow-job unless I get my pussy eaten at the same time, like we agreed."
"Just put it in my face then, Sis."
Nancy immediately swung around on top of him, straddling his head. Looking up, Wally stared into the pink slice of her spread cunt, with its juice dripping down on his features.
"Ready?" Nancy asked.
"As ready as I'll ever be, Sis," Wally croaked.
Nancy sat on his face. His tongue had nowhere else to go but straight up her cunt. The sweet flavor he sucked in sent a message to his cock that made it stiffen even more, curving from the strain. And then his sister's mouth was slurping downward again, swallowing his hard-on to his balls at the same time Wally feasted on her hot, wet cunt.
Nancy's hopes had been high, but she hadn't expected to reach her peak this swiftly. For as soon as her brother's tongue fucked into her cunt, she climaxed on the spot, even while she was deep-throating his prick again. By the time she had taken his cock to the root once more, her cunt was flooding Wally's mouth with female cum.
He couldn't get enough of her orgasmic honey, his tongue a funnel as he drained her pussy's juicy depths. One climax led to another for Nancy, and then another. The only time her cunt had ever been this wet before was when she was pissing. And, as she came so mightily herself, her thirst for the payoff of gushing cream from her brother's sucked cock at the other end of the sixty-nine desperately mounted.
Remembering what her more experienced girlfriends had told her about the best way to give a blow-job, especially her cousin Joanie, Nancy used her hands along with her mouth. She squeezed her brother's balls. And with the middle finger of the other hand, she probed Wally's gritty asshole. In reaction, his crotch started bucking against her face so he was truly fucking her mouth with his big prick.
"Oh, jeez, I'm gonna do it!" Wally excitedly groaned into Nancy's cunt from down below while his driving prick hilted her mouth.
Nancy felt his asshole tighten around her digging finger. His balls burned like glowing lumps of charcoal in her pumping grip on them. Most telling, though, was the way his prick flexed so mightily in her mouth that she could expect to have a sore throat for at least a week.
Squeezing those churning balls, finger-fucking that tight ass, and sucking that throbbing, swollen prick for all she was worth, Nancy went after her brother's jizz. Wally didn't disappoint her. All at once she was on the receiving end of a creamy eruption which she greedily drank as fast as it spurted.
He couldn't remember ever coming this much. Wally gurgled, continuing to feast on his sister's pussy while his cock shot jizz down her throat. And Nancy returned the favor, her cunt continuing to virtually piss female cum at the same time she got a bellyful of brotherly jizz.
Then, after every drop of liquid heaven had been devoured at both ends of the sixty-nine, brother and sister finally pulled their faces from between one another's legs.
"What's next?" each simultaneously asked the other as they unraveled, bobbing up face to face with sticky grins.
Then, again speaking together, they answered their own question by eagerly panting the magic word in a pulsating chant: "Fuck . . . fuck . . . fuck!"
Pulling off her sweater and bra to show off her tits along with the rest of her, a stark naked Nancy assumed the classic fucking position. The way she lay back with her knees raised and apart so her pussy yawned in readiness for a thrusting cock, posing like a centerfold come to life, it was hard to believe she could still be a virgin.
"Damn, Sis," Wally told her with ringing conviction, "I've never seen anything more beautiful than you are right now. Even if I couldn't fuck you, just getting my eyes full of you like this would be something I'd never forget."
"I'll give us something a lot more to remember than just looking, brother dear," vowed Nancy. "Just slip that big cock into this tight cunt and neither of us will be cherry anymore."
For emphasis, Nancy fingered her fleshy pussy lips even farther apart. From the inner pink folds, female nectar oozed from her juicy cunt gash into the crack of her ass.
In reaction, Wally's anxious hard-on pulled him forward to take the plunge. Now he was fitting his hips between his sister's spread thighs. Then his cockhead was nudging into her waiting cunt-Wally's first cunt and Nancy's first cock.
"Ooooh, feels so good already," she moaned. "More, stud, more. More of that big prick in my horny pussy."
Wally's crotch automatically bucked, sinking about half of his rigid fucker inside his sister.
"Mmmm, now it's starting to really get the job done. Starting to hurt just right," agreed Nancy. "Hurting the way it should when a girl's getting her cherry popped. All it'll take is more, more, more ..."
This time it was the eager female crotch that did the bucking, up from below. Wally could hear Nancy's wet pussy squish aloud as it captured even more of his prick.
She then urged: "All the way now, stud. All of your big cock all the way into my cunt to your balls. Popping my cherry. Fucking me bloody!"
Now both male and female crotches bucked together. One result was the abrupt hilting of cock in pussy. The other was a ripping sensation which Nancy felt to the core of her being, and it had her promptly screaming.
"Sis . . . you okay?" Wally asked with nervous concern. "Here, let me pull out and give you some room to breathe."
"Don't you dare!"
Then, wrapping her legs around her brother so he couldn't escape, Nancy forced his prick to surge at the depths of her cunt. The ripping within continued and she screamed louder. Only this time she made it clear to Wally that it was a cause for celebration rather than worry.
"Hurts sooo goooooood!" she cried. "Just like it's supposed to when a girl loses her cherry!"
Next the blood flowed. Nancy was a virgin no more. And with her cherry now a thing of the past, she climaxed as hard as any girl could, the blood turning pink from a rush of female cum as it bubbled at the rim of her cock-filled pussy.
"Mmmm, I'm in paradise," Nancy happily reported, murmuring instead of screaming now. "Getting fucked is even better than I thought it would be. So glad I waited until the right guy came along to take my cherry, that I didn't settle for anything less than perfect."
"You really mean that, Sis?" Wally anxiously asked. "That I'm fucking you that good?"
"Only thing that can make it better, stud, is a whole lot more of the same," sister encouraged brother. "Just keep fuck . . . fuck . . . fucking me!"
Then, making sure Wally stayed in the groove, Nancy began rocking him in the cradle of her thighs. This turned his prick into a rhythmic piston within the grasping walls of her spasming pussy. Mounting, the constant friction soon had Nancy coming again.
"Yes," she sighed. "Just keeps getting better and better the longer you fuck me, stud. And if you suck my titties while your big cock is working in my cunt, Wally, it just might be more of a good thing than I can stand-but, damn, do I wanna be put to the test!"
Nancy pulled her brother's face down to her tits. They weren't big tits, but they were so gorgeously shaped that what they lacked in size they more than made up for in perfection. And the nipples, as plump and red as ripe strawberries, were just made for sucking.
Wally's mouth went hungrily to work. Nancy made it double delicious for him, squeezing her tits together so he could feast on both of her nipples at the same time. It was, in turn, also doubly delicious for her, as the effects of her brother's suction went directly to her already fucked cunt and increased her orgasmic voltage at least twofold.
"Bite me, Wally!" she recklessly blurted out. "Bite my titties while you're fucking my cunt. Chew on my poor nipples as hard as you can."
Past the point of no return, Wally was his sister's willing sex slave by this time. Whatever she craved, he was there to give her. And now that meant sinking his teeth into the spongy flesh of her tits, chomping down on the tender nipples to give her the exquisite pain she'd kinkily requested.
"Oh, my God!" she yelped in response. "Never knew anything could make me so glad to suffer!"
She came with her mightiest orgasm yet. Her cunt was a shuddering vise around her brother's cock, tugging and hauling around Wally's ten inches as if she just might rub him raw. Quickly it became a question of how long he could stand it. And, it turned out, not for long.
"Can't go on anymore, Sis!" Wally abruptly croaked, his head snapping back from Nancy's tits. "Gotta come so bad I can taste it!"
"Well, then what're you waiting for?" Nancy urged him on. "Hurry up and give me my first cuntful of jizz! The perfect ending to the perfect fuck!"
Wally had been holding back for some time, so his supply of jizz was much greater than it would have been as a result of his usual method of shooting his wad before today-jacking off.
"Ahhhh!" he whooshed as his senses seemed to snap. "This is it!"
At the depths of his sister's pussy, his cock exploded. The hot, creamy flow gushed in a continuous stream. From the beginning, it was clear that Nancy's cunt would never be able to hold as much cock cream as Wally was primed to deliver.
"Mmmmm, I'm leaking already!" Nancy sang out within seconds after her brother's eruption. "Can feel the jizz running out of my fucked cunt down into my ass. God, makes me feel so damned dirty. Do I love it!"
As Wally's prick continued to unload, Nancy reached down to smear the dribbling excess all over her asscheeks and asshole. By the time her brother was finished spilling his cum, she was a sticky mess below the waist and extremely anxious to show herself off in her thoroughly fucked state.
"Oh, Wally, pull out now," she excitedly suggested, "and just look what you've done to me. See how much you've fucked me!"
His drained prick now dripping like a leaky faucet, Wally rocked back on his knees to separate his loins from Nancy's. The sight greeting him assured that his hard-on didn't lose a fraction of a jutting inch despite all the cum it had just shot.
There was Nancy, her legs spread as wide as ever. Her swamped cunt oozed Wally's jizz. And just below, she'd smeared her exposed asshole so it gleamed like a jewel, framed by the equally cum-slicked cheeks of her ass.
"Yes, stud, it's all yours," sister crooned to brother. "Your jizz all over my cunt and ass. Bet you didn't know you had that much jizz in you, huh?"
No, Wally admitted, he sure didn't.
"But the best part is that there's bound to be even more where the first batch came from," Nancy merrily suggested, pointedly fixing her gaze on her brother's tireless boner. "How about it?"
"F-fuck you a-again?" Wally stammered.
"I'll have to rape you if you don't do it on your own," Nancy teased, then she decided that she wasn't simply kidding. "In fact, now that I think about it, maybe I'll just go ahead and do it anyway."
Then, before Wally could react, Nancy had reared up and was pushing him over. He wound up flat on his back, while she straddled his crotch. The next thing he knew, she'd stuffed his cock back into her cunt and was riding it from on top of him.
"Relax and enjoy it," Nancy said. Then she laughed. "As if you had any choice."
Wally had no complaints as Nancy took total command of their second fuck. And this time she even lifted up his T-shirt and bit his nipples to go along with what her cunt was doing to his captive cock, delightfully and entirely turning the tables. But what was the same as before was how brother and sister both came every bit as much as they had when they'd lost their cherries.
Chapter Two
Nancy was walking down the hall at school to her next class when the all-too-familiar voice caught up with her, quickly followed by its arm-grabbing owner.
"Hey, kiddo," Joanie said with a smirking grin, "did you do that favor for me?"
Nancy had known she'd have to deal with her cousin about this sooner or later, but she was still totally unprepared as to what to say to or do about Joanie.
The latter impatiently asked: "Well, c'mon, what's the story? You talked to Wally about me, didn't you? What'd he say?"
Nancy didn't know how she'd answer until she heard it herself, telling her cousin: "He isn't interested, Joanie."
"In me?" Joanie scoffed. "Unless you've got yourself a gay brother, Nancy honey, you've got to be kidding. Any boy in this school who's not a fag would jump at the chance to get it on with yours truly."
And, Nancy acidly thought in response, her tramp of a cousin must have made good with about half of them already. They were supposed to be best friends, but now that she was no longer cherry herself, Nancy felt a lot more like Joanie was her arch-rival. After all, they both had their cunts set on the same boy's cock, didn't they?
Of course, more than one high school friendship had broken up because the girls were horny for the same guy. However, this wasn't simply a case of Nancy standing up for her rights and insisting that she'd seen the boy in question first. Not when Mr. Right happened to be her own brother.
It turned out, though, that Joanie was like-minded, her own incestuous connection now softening her previous attitude. "Aw, I know what it is. Wally's chicken about screwing his own cousin, right? That is, if he's not gay."
So now Nancy was presented with either one of two lies that she could tell Joanie to try and make her forget about coming on to Wally. Which, she mentally calculated, would work the best? And unable to choose between them, she decided abruptly.
"Both!" she declared.
"Huh?" a confused Joanie said.
"The cousin thing, along with being gay," Nancy lied. "If he was going to make it with anybody in the family, it'd be Charley."
Joanie frowned like she'd just sucked on a lemon. "Now that's something I never figured on. Having my own brother turn some guy on more than I do."
"Don't worry. Wally's not going to come on to Charley. He's too much in the closet for that. It'd kill him if anyone in the family found out."
"Then how do you know?"
"I . . . well, I sneaked into his room while he was gone and read his diary," Nancy said, inventing yet another lie.
"Well, that does it," Joanie stated with certainty. "Any guy who keeps a diary has to be queer as a three-dollar bill."
Just then the bell rang, meaning that the girls were late for classes. They parted, Nancy sighing with relief as she walked away in the belief that she had made sure Joanie would have no further interest in fucking Wally.
She should have known better. After so many years of being best friends with her cousin, Nancy had foolishly underestimated Joanie's determination. For already Joanie was gearing up to meet what she considered the ultimate sexual challenge.
* * *
He was walking home from school when she skipped up alongside of him, asking: "Mind some company?"
"Oh, hi, Joanie," Wally Dowling said to his cousin, trying to sound friendly but really wanting to shake her as quickly as possible so he could get home and wait to fuck his sister when she was through with cheerleading practice. "How come you're going this way?"
"To talk to you," Joanie said. "Been hearing some stories that really have me wondering. Want to stand up for you, but first I need to know if they're true."
"About me?" Wally warily asked.
Joanie nodded. Then, never one to beat around the bush, she laid it on the line. "Are you gay?"
"Jeez, who told you something like that?" "Relax," Joanie purred to soothe his ruffled feathers. "Even if you were, I'd understand.
Just curious about what turns you on, that's all."
"Wh-what f-for?" stammered Wally.
"Maybe you're like me and we have enough in common that we ought to do ourselves a favor and check it out."
Wally stammered some more: "H-how's t-that?"
"Maybe what I heard is only half true," Joanie replied, taking her cousin's arm like they were going steady. "Instead of being just gay, could be you're the same as me."
"H-how's that?"
"Lots of people go both ways," Joanie said. "As a matter of fact, you're looking at one. I've eaten more than a few pussies. Can you dig it? Whatever you've done, I've done just as bad. So, maybe now we ought to try getting straight together."
Now Wally realized that he was being propositioned by his big-titted cousin. In case he still had any doubt, her hand had left his arm and strayed below his belt to rub his crotch through his jeans. His prick, already primed by his previous lusting for his sister, was rock hard to the touch.
"We're just a block away from your house, stud," Joanie whispered, her hot breath searing Wally's ear. "Am I invited?"
Then she took back his arm with her free hand and guided his fingers under her skirt. She wore no panties. Oozing with sticky juice, her hairy cunt damply greeted his touch.
"Yeah," Wally homily rasped, forgetting all about his sister in favor of their sexy cousin. "Let's go."
* * *
Nancy had had to stay after school for cheer-leading practice. Now she was on her way home, and her sopping panties clung to her crotch like a second skin because her cunt was so wet from her anticipation of Wally's big prick. If she hurried, there'd be at least an hour until their mom and dad got home, and that would be enough time for a fix of brother-sister fucking.
Then, when she arrived, Nancy decided outside the door that she wouldn't waste a minute more than she had to. So, as she entered, she was already stripping. When she caught up with Wally she would already be naked and ready to get his prick into her eager cunt as quickly as possible.
By the time she was bare-assed she'd reached the hall, heading for Wally's room after failing to locate him in the rest of the house. His door was closed, though. And when she tried the knob, it was locked.
Then, from inside, the sound of squeaking bedsprings was heard by Nancy.
"What's he doing in there?" she asked herself.
She was answered by moans which definitely were not Wally's. For they were distinctly female. Nancy broke into a cold sweat as she realized that her brother had another girl in there with him.
"I taught him how to fuck-and now he's using what he learned from me on somebody else," Nancy bitterly noted. "Damn him!"
She felt like a wife whose husband was cheating on her. She asked herself the logical question. Which was more important, her pride or keeping her man?
The latter was the choice Nancy made. Whoever this little bitch in there was, she'd get rid of her somehow, then straighten out Wally good and fast. If she was lucky, there'd still be enough time left after she'd stood her ground to get in a quick fuck before the folks showed up.
"As long as it's anybody but Joanie," Nancy told herself, "I can handle it."
And she had every reason to believe, of course, that their cousin had been effectively scratched. Anybody else she could handle, with the ideal strategy to do so. For the locked hallway door wasn't the only entrance to her brother's room. There was also a shared bath between her room and his. She wouldn't even have to dress again, just pretending that she'd come home and jumped into the shower.
"When they hear the water running, that'll break them up," Nancy predicted. "Whoever she is, Wally will get her out of there, then I'll waltz in on him without a stitch on and lower the boom. Have him fucking me instead of her right away. Fucking me so good he won't try cheating on me again if he knows what's good for him."
But when Nancy was in the bathroom, she didn't turn on the water after all. Because what she now overheard turned out to be the one thing with which she couldn't cope. For the female moan she'd originally picked up on in the hallway had become a shockingly recognizable voice, and, she painfully feared, all was hopelessly lost.
"Ooooh, Wally!" the source of Nancy's horror hotly swooned. "Your cock is even bigger than I thought it would be. You've got to be hung as much as any guy in school, and, believe me, I ought to know."
"Joanie!" Nancy hissed her cousin's name as if it were the foulest curse in the English language.
Of course, Nancy still could have tried the tactic of turning on the shower as loud as it would gush. But even if their cousin were to be driven away, Nancy had no confidence that she could make Wally forget her. Any other girl, yes, but Joanie was something else again. For years Nancy had lived in her shadow, and hadn't the courage now to find out if she'd come enough into her own to get out of it.
But, meanwhile, Nancy's curiosity burned. What, she couldn't help wondering, were they like together?
Drawn like a moth to a flame, she tried the bathroom door. Unlike the one in the hallway, it was unlocked. And when it was opened just a crack, Nancy was already seeing enough to turn her into a shocked but helplessly fascinated spectator.
There her brother and cousin were on the bed. Joanie was nakedly up on all fours as if she were a bitch in heat. Wally was fucking her dog-style from behind, pumping his big prick into her rear-spread cunt.
"Still think I'm gay?" he asked after an especially deep thrust of his prick.
"Somebody's a liar about which way you swing," Joanie bubbled. "And it sure isn't you -not the way you're balling me."
"Then who told you that crap?" Wally demanded to know.
And, eavesdropping through the crack in the door, Nancy stiffened with terror as she waited to find out if their cousin would reveal to Wally that his own sister had started the rumor he was gay. But Joanie's senses at least temporarily came to the rescue. They abruptly took over, and if she had been going to spill the beans she had to put it on hold in order to climax on the spot from the dog-fucking cock in her cunt.
"What a cummmmm!" Joanie orgasmically cried out, shuddering from head to toe. "More, stud, more! I wanna keep getting off just like this until your big prick is shooting my cunt full of your jizz!"
"Thanks for being so horny, Joanie," Nancy sighed with ironic relief. "If you're going to fuck my brother, at least your big cunt shuts up your big mouth."
Then she watched her coming cousin rock back and forth on her knees, fucking herself on Wally's cock. And, in spite of her jealousy, Nancy was forced to admit to herself that Joanie was definitely one special piece of ass.
Admitting even more, Nancy murmured in all honesty: "I can learn a lot from that horny little bitch."
As if on cue, Joanie now demonstrated just how savvy she was, as she proved with a bold request how much more she had to offer than only her cunt, indeed.
"You know," she called over her shoulder to Wally, "from back there you can get your big cock into something more besides my pussy.
Something a whole lot tighter. That is, if you have the balls for the tightest kind of fucking there is."
Wally eagerly volunteered: "I'm ready to fuck you every way I can!"
"Then pull your cock out of my cum and just look what else is right there in front of you."
Wally jerked his hard-on into the open so it gleamed with pussy juice, then stared down. Joanie made it easy for him to figure out where she wanted to be fucked next. Reaching behind to grasp the plump cheeks of her ass, she spread them as far apart as they'd go. And there was another, much smaller opening besides her pussy, puckered instead of yawning.
"Jeez!" a startled Wally blurted out to his cousin. "You on the level about this?"
"Just stick it in and try me, stud!"
And also getting the message as she looked on from afar, an equally startled Nancy gulped: "My God, Joanie's trying to get Wally to fuck her in ... in ... "
"That's right," Joanie impatiently urged. "I want some fucking where I shit! That big cock straight up my dirty asshole!"
"You really m-mean it?" gasped Wally.
"You can bet your life she does," Nancy hoarsely whispered as she watched, accepting the fact that at this point in their sexual careers her cousin was the one who had the experience to make the difference. Wally would be a fool, Nancy recognized, if he didn't take advantage of it.
So, she added unheard encouragement: "Go for it, Wally. I sure would if I had a cock between my legs to fuck Joanie's tight asshole."
Wally responded as though he'd heard every word his sister had said. Now the head of his prick was mashing against the puffy dent of Joanie's shit pit.
"Split me in two if you can!" his cousin recklessly urged.
Wally's crotch bucked as if his spine were a spring, fucking his prick halfway into Joanie's asshole on the first thrust.
"Damn!" she squealed with the most welcome sort of pain. "Already it hurts soooo goooood!"
And from beyond the door, Nancy murmured with uncontrollable envy: "Mmmm, I'll bet it does."
Indeed, as she watched her brother begin fucking their cousin up the ass, Nancy's own asshole spasmed by itself without being touched. Then, a moment later, it was being actually stimulated by it's owner's personal probe. For Nancy couldn't resist, she just had to finger-fuck herself where she shit to get some idea about how it felt to have something stiff sticking into her asshole.
Making her judgment, she moaned: "Ooooh, it's fantastic!"
Poking even farther into her asshole, Nancy felt her own shit begin to seep around her hiked finger. God, she thought, what would happen if she actually had ten inches of cock up there?
And then, as if to answer her cousin's question, the truly ass-fucked Joanie declared: "Whoops, excuse me, but I can't help it!"
She farted out loud. Not only could Nancy hear it all the way across the room, but she swore she could smell it. Then the latter realized it wasn't Joanie's fragrance that made her nostrils flare, but her own, as she continued to deeply finger-fuck herself in the ass.
"Ahhh, I'm as ready to get my cherry ass screwed as I ever was with my pussy when it was still cherry," Nancy excitedly told herself.
Next, as she continued to watch her brother ass-fuck their cousin, Nancy slumped to the floor to simultaneously take care of her personal needs in the same place. As Wally buried his prick where Joanie shit, Nancy added a second and third finger to her own narrow ass tunnel.
"Wow, I can really come this way!" she gasped on the orgasmic brink.
And even before her cousin climaxed from the ten inches of Wally's prick up her asshole, Nancy got off entirely by herself. Her method was curling her three knuckles into a thrusting force that had the bulk of a surging cockhead. And as she came . . .
"God, I'm shitting too!" a thrilled Nancy gasped. "Shitting and coming at the same time. What a trip!"
Then it was Joanie's turn.
"I just came!" she cried back to Wally. "Feel how hard?"
He breathlessly replied: "That's not all I can feel."
"Turn you off?" Joanie anxiously asked.
"Not hardly! The dirtier the better! Don't hold back anything! Shit all over my cock at the same time you're coming!" urged Wally.
"One helluva stud, that's what you are!" Joanie exclaimed, then she bore down from within and made her bowels orgasmically erupt a whole lot more.
And from the bathroom, Nancy could hear her cousin's fucked ass squishing along with her own. She just wished it were possible to compare notes with Joanie.
"Who knows?" Nancy whispered. "Maybe pretty soon we'll be able to tell all. If there's any other girl I'd share something like this with, it has to be Joanie."
But first things first, realized Nancy. Before she could be on an equal basis with her cousin, she'd have to experience Wally's big cock for real up her own ass. She could finger-fuck herself down there all she wanted, but she'd still be cherry where she was tightest until she'd shit and come from the genuine article.
So, Nancy vowed: "Joanie, I'm gonna catch up with you as soon as I can, if it's the last thing I ever do."
Meanwhile, though, Nancy's ass still hadn't exhausted the thrills to be obtained by her own hand. What could be better practice for an actual cock in her ass than the cluster of her three thrusting knuckles? As far as it went, it was excellent preparation for the real thing.
In fact, what she was doing to herself brought such pleasure in and of itself that Nancy temporarily forgot about watching her brother ass-fuck their cousin and concentrated entirely on her own wondrous inner turmoil. She came nonstop, her knuckled surges greased by her orgasmic shit.
However, as caught up in finger-fucking her asshole as she briefly was, it was only a short time until Nancy's attention was drawn back to Joanie and Wally.
"Oh, Wally, you stud! I can feel your cock getting even harder and I know what that means. You're gonna shoot it into me. Your hot, creamy jizz straight up into my fucked ass. And if there's one thing I love more than coming myself, it's having my guy's prick deliver the goods!"
When this reached her ears, Nancy could only sigh: "Oh, Joanie, you lucky bitch. What I'd give for a buttful of Wally's hot jizz right now, mixing in with my shit like it will with yours from his exploding cock and driving me out of my mind 'cause it burns soooo goooooood."
Then, respecting the fact that this time it was her cousin in the limelight, Nancy removed her fingers from her asshole and watched them. It happened swiftly, Wally's crotch bucking so his cock was buried, and then he groaned with so much pleasure that it sounded as if he were in terrible pain.
"Arrgghhh!" he bellowed, every vein and muscle in his flexing body seeming like it would pop out of his sweaty skin.
Then, kneeling over onto Joanie's back and holding onto her dangling tits as if for dear life, he could only be doing one thing. Most definitely coming.
"My God!" Joanie cried excitedly. "What a load! Nobody's ever shot this much jizz into my ass before! Or any other way that any boy's ever fucked me! Wally, you're the champ!"
And, looking on and listening in, Nancy had no doubt that their cousin wasn't exaggerating about Wally's potency. Which, in turn, made her all the more determined to get her own shit pit full of her brother's cum as soon as possible.
"Joanie," Nancy stated, meaning it more than she'd ever meant anything in her young life: "you showed me how. But, damn, if I'm not gonna match you before long with every inch of Wally's cock and every drop of his jizz up my own horny asshole!"
Then, having witnessed enough to steer her in the right direction, Nancy rose to her feet and left.
Chapter Three
How to do it? Tell Wally the truth that she knew about him and Joanie? Or just let him believe he was keeping the secret of fucking their cousin to himself and have him think she'd come up with the idea of ass-fucking on her own?
She settled on the second strategy. And added to it an inspired sisterly twist which was something Joanie couldn't match. You had to live under the same roof as a boy to have it this easy to get into the sack with him.
So, when the chimes of the grandfather clock in their house struck midnight, and their parents were safely asleep, Nancy Dowling left her own room and tiptoed into her brother's!
A restless sleeper, Wally had thrown off the covers. He was flat on his back, sleeping in the nude. His cock wasn't completely hard, but close enough to it to make his sister hungrily lick her lips at its fleshy state and the heavy balls sagging below the thick cock root.
"Mmmm, I still want that cock in my ass as much as ever," Nancy panted to herself. "But that doesn't mean I can't suck it first. Get it really hard for up my butt."
She knelt beside the bed and licked her tongue along her target, up from under her brother's balls and then all the way along his cockshaft to the cockhead. The result made her grin with triumph. A full hard-on sprang up in her face. And as soon as his prick had jutted, Nancy was hungrily beginning a blow-job.
"Ahhhh," Wally moaned in his sleep, "does that feel good."
"Just relax and enjoy it," Nancy slurped with a mouthful of prick. "Promise you this is the wettest dream you'll ever have."
"Right on," Wally slurred. "Do it to me so I don't ever wanna wake up."
Nancy promptly deep-throated him. His cock was even saltier than she'd remembered it, making her thirst for his sweet cum mount from the start. The sooner she got his cum-load the better, which was why she started squeezing her brother's balls with one hand and finger-fucking his gritty asshole with the other.
"Ooooh, I'm gonna come quick," predicted Wally in his steamy sleep.
Nancy thirstily increased her suction. Indeed, as she went down on her brother's cock, her throat felt like a cunt. It was as though she had an oral clit down there. Letting herself go, she went ahead and came. It was such a genuine orgasm that her cunt juicily spasmed as if it had just been fucked itself. Plus, her untouched asshole gurgled at its depths. In short, all systems were go.
And then Wally had reached a boil. In the midst of his sister's orgasm his jizz flowed, gushing down her fucked throat. Nancy swallowed as fast as it spurted. But in the greedy process she forgot what she should have been able to predict about a male wet dream. This was that coming was like another form of wetting the bed-with the liquid release, waking up was inevitable.
"Unnnhhh!" Wally grunted, sitting up with a lurch.
Now Nancy realized what had happened. Glancing up from her brother's crotch with a mouthful of creamy prick, she saw those widely open glassy eyes and knew she couldn't operate under the cover of Wally's unconsciousness any longer. She'd have to do some fast and persuasive talking.
"I just couldn't stay away from your beautiful cock." She told the truth as far as it went before Wally could express his surprise at finding her there in the flesh instead of only in his dream. "Don't worry about Mom and Dad. If we don't get too loud, they'll never hear a thing."
"I dunno, Sis, sounds kinda risky to me," Wally muttered. "There's always tomorrow after school when the folks are at work, and it's a whole lot safer."
"I can't wait until then for what I want," panted Nancy, having lifted herself onto the bed to swing her bare thighs astride her brother's crotch. "Unless, of course, I have to 'cause you can't get up another hard-on for me tonight."
She rubbed her hairy cunt against Wally's cock and balls.
"But, mmmm," she lilted, "no problem with that. Your prick's even stiffer now than before I sucked all that cum out of your bails while you were still asleep."
"Okay, then let's fuck, Sis. But you'd better do all the work. I don't trust myself on top, with mom and dad right down the hall."
"Leave it to me," Nancy assured him. "In fact, you just close your eyes, kiddo, and it'll be like you're dreamin' all over again."
Wally went along with the suggestion, sighing as his head sank back into the pillow.
Now Nancy took quick advantage of her brother's lack of attention to detail. Up on her knees while holding his prick upright, she eased down with what he believed was her cunt. His prick was halfway in before he reacted to the unexpected tightness.
"Jeez, Sis," he then rasped, "what happened to your pussy? Didn't squeeze like this the last time we fucked."
"Shhhh," Nancy cautioned.
Then, accepting the sharp pain involved, she sat all the way down on her brother's ten inches of cockmeat. It hurt more than she'd thought it would, and for a moment she wondered how their cousin Joanie had been able to take a cock so easily this way. But then Nancy understood, climaxing on the spot from her first assful of hilted cock just as she feared it might split her in two.
"Oooohi" she orgasmically groaned. "Hurts soooo goooooood!"
"Almost sounds like you're still cherry, Sis," Wally noted, still unaware of which hole his prick was fucking. "Like you're a virgin all over again."
"Only because I am," Nancy panted.
"But I've already fucked you," her brother said, confused.
"Not this way, stud," Nancy answered, confusing him even more.
Then she began sliding up and down his upright prick, greasing her way with her own seeping shit. And when she came again, this time with a hissing fart, Wally suddenly got the message.
"Jeez, Sis," he gulped, "you're really taking my cock there? Up the ass?"
"Every inch of your big cock, right where I shit!" Nancy boasted. "My last cherry hole, and it's yours to fuck the first time, just like you did my cunt, stud."
She sat solidly on her brother's ten-inch fucker then swiveled her hips, corkscrewing all that cock jammed up her ass. Wally felt it as much as she did, his balls aching like they were being twisted into a knot.
"Oh, God," he groaned, "don't know how much more of this I can take without something happening."
"Like your big cock shooting my ass full of hot cum?"
"If you don't let up, Sis, you're not gonna leave me any choice."
"Sounds like perfect timing to me!" Nancy declared.
Then she made the friction mount even more, whipsawing Wally's captive prick with her twisting, turning, tugging, hauling asshole. He couldn't have kept the dam between his legs from bursting if his life depended on it.
"Here I go!" he shouted.
His cock exploded with liquid fire. On the receiving end, Nancy couldn't believe how deeply his cum shot into her. And the heat, mixing with her already boiling shit, made her break out into a sweat as if she were next to a furnace.
"Mmmm," she swooned to her brother, "your jizz burns my ass even more than it did my cunt when you fucked me there. And there's so damned much of it. Just gotta show you how much you've ass-fucked me, stud."
So now Nancy eased up off of Wally's dribbling fuck-tool. Then, reaching over to turn on the lamp beside the bed, she lit up her asscheeks as she crouched above her brother's head and spread them in his face.
"Wow, I did all that?" Wally sighed as he looked at point-blank range.
His sister's asshole was stretched to at least twice its normal size because his big cock had been in it. Her asshole oozed like a fresh wound with his excess jizz, a lot of which trickled down into the slice of her cunt because of the way she was posed.
"Does it look good enough to eat?" Nancy teased.
"Just try me, Sis."
Nancy didn't have to be asked twice. She sat solidly down on her brother's face, her fucked asshole flush with his waiting mouth. In response, Wally began sucking his sister's ass, showing how much he liked it with an instantly revived hard-on.
"Well, my, my, will you just look at this?" Nancy lilted when she saw how stiff his cock was again. "No way I'm gonna leave this monster alone."
She leaned down and began sucking him off. It was a doubly dirty blow-job for her because his cock was spiced with the taste of her own shit. She fucked his prick with her mouth at the same time her brother's tongue entered her asshole to ream her.
A tongue up her ass, Nancy quickly discovered, had the same delightful effect as a prick. It activated the nerves connecting her asshole and clit, putting her on the verge of coming right away.
"Just a little bit more," she urged.
Wally's tongue immediately surged into her shit pit as far as it could reach. And Nancy promptly climaxed, her pussy leaking juice down her brother's chin while he expertly tongue-fucked her ass.
Wally felt the velvet flow of his sister's orgasm and wasn't about to let it go to waste.
All at once his tongue left her asshole and he was thirstily sucking her sweetly flowing pussy.
"Oh, yes, yes!" Nancy cried at the other end of the sixty-nine. "Drink my cum out of my wet cunt the same way you drank your own cum out of my fucked butt. And be sure to use plenty of that snake of a tongue of yours up my pussy, the same as you did in my ass."
Wally responded with an oral surge. But because of the slippery condition within his sister's cunt, it was slightly wayward. Rather than plunging into the tunnel to her womb, his tongue swerved just enough so its tip poked into a much shallower, tinier opening.
"Sorry, Sis," he gurgled, planning to correct his aim.
Nancy, however, excitedly called back: "No, leave it right there. Lick my cunt right where you're already doing it. Keep it up and I'll do something even wetter for you than coming in your mouth."
So Wally kept jabbing at the tiny dent he'd found, making his sister shudder.
But then, Nancy abruptly pulled her cunt away from his mouth, explaining: "No, I can't do it without at least warning you first. It wouldn't be fair. Might turn you off as much as it'll turn me on."
"Just lay it on me, Sis/' Wally urged. "If it has anything to do with your sweet pussy, I can handle it."
"Even," Nancy anxiously gulped, "p-piss?" "Huh?"
"That's what you've been licking, Wally," sister revealed to brother. "My pee hole. Get your tongue back there where it was, and sure as anything I'll piss in your mouth."
Hearing this, Wally paused for a moment. Then he gave his answer as to whether he'd be a willing partner to this latest kinky form of sex with his sister. Grabbing Nancy's asscheeks, he forced her to sit back down on his face. Then his tongue's tip had returned to exactly where it had been before, drilling into the delicate passageway that was the source of the liquid gold he now craved.
"Ooooh, you asked for it," Nancy panted. "I can't hold back now."
Spasming from within, she did what came naturally. A flood of her hot piss gushed down her brother's throat, and he thirstily gulped it as fast as it arrived.
"Mmmm, drink it, drink it," Nancy urged. "Drink every drop of my piss! The more you drink, the more I get off on it, so I'm coming and pissing at the same time in your mouth, Wally."
She ground her crotch into her brother's sopping face. When the pissing ran its course, her female cum kept oozing. So now Wally's tongue left her piss hole and shot the deep channel of her orgasmic cunt, keeping her climax bubbling with rhythmic thrusts.
In the meantime, Nancy hadn't forgotten about sucking cock. She went back to deep-throating Wally now, her mouth rising and falling to tug the skin around his cockhead for maximum friction. There was no way she wasn't going to get a bellyful of jizz in the bargain out of this far-out sixty-nine.
Wally's crotch was soon bucking from her determined suction. And when she dug a couple of fingers into his asshole to claw at the crucial gland at the base of his inflamed balls, that was it.
"Damn, you cock-sucking bitch!" he moaned into Nancy's cunt. "God, I'm glad you're my sister!"
His hard-on turned into a miniature volcano. Now it was Nancy's turn to match every spurt with a greedy swallow. And just as her brother previously had when he was on the receiving end of her pissing, coming cunt, she didn't allow a drop of his prick's jizz to escape her.
Then, when his balls felt like they'd been turned inside out, Wally groaned: "You got it all, Sis. Don't have any more cum left in me to give you."
However, Nancy wouldn't release his prick, even though it was now turning decidedly soft.
"Naw, Sis," Wally wearily told her, "you couldn't give me another hard-on tonight no matter how much you try. I've had it."
But, although Nancy had to understand that her brother was only human, she kept right on slurping away. Wally's cock didn't stiffen as a result, yet there was a stirring effect within him which he couldn't ignore.
"Jeez, if she knows I can't get it up again, is this what she wants?" he asked himself.
Overhearing him, Nancy answered by sucking his limp prick with even more determination. And, of course, if her brother was correct about what she was after, the hard-on he'd originally assumed she was trying to give him would have only been in the way.
Well, Wally thought as the pressure built within him, if this was what she wanted she was going to get it. And if she didn't, she'd have to take it in her mouth anyway if she refused to stop sucking on his cock. But, he guessed, he ought to at least warn her.
"Sis," he called out, "hope you know what you're letting yourself in for if you don't get away from my prick."
Nancy didn't budge, except to bear down between Wally's legs even more. He had no choice but to answer nature's urgent call.
"Ahhhh," he hissed with release, as the soft version of his sucked cock erupted. "I'm piss. . . piss . . . pisssssssing!"
Nancy greedily slurped in reply, draining his bladder the same as she had his balls. It seemed like the longest piss he'd ever taken to Wally, but his horny sister never missed a gulping beat. She swallowed it all, not allowing even the slightest drop to stain the sheets.
Then it was over. At this point, Nancy finally climbed off of her brother. She was grinning from ear to ear, with the light from the lamp beside the bed catching her face in a way that made her look lovely. And more than ever, she was the most temptingly beautiful creature Wally had ever seen.
"Damn, Sis, you're gonna kill me if you don't slow down. Don't know how much more of you I can take," he rasped. "But something tells me that I just might not mind die trying to find out how much of you I can stand in one night."
"Does that mean by any chance another hard-on for little me to play with?" Nancy bubbled.
"Didn't think it was possible again tonight," Wally said. "But after that pissing in your mouth . . . well, look for yourself, Sis."
His loins flexed, jerking his prick back up to throbbing attention. If anything, his prick was more rigid than at any time since his sister had entered his room.
"Mmmm, now a cock that stiff after all it's been through really deserves some special treatment," Nancy merrily suggested. "A whole new place to fuck me."
"You're not trying to tell me there's a part of you that's still cherry, are you, Sis?" Wally scoffed. "That's too wild for even you to bring off after the way we've fucked the other day and tonight. After your mouth, pussy and ass, what's left?"
"Silly boy," teased Nancy. "You're looking right at them and you don't even know."
Just to make sure her brother got the message, she arched her spine as she knelt beside him. What this made her thrust from her chest got Wally's wide-eyed attention as if he were caught in the glare of oncoming headlights.
"Jeez," he sheepishly muttered, "I forgot all about your tits. Guess I could sorta fuck you there, couldn't I?"
"More than sorta, stud. Fuck 'em until I can't wear a bra for a week," Nancy predicted.
Then she was in position. Lying alongside her brother with her head pointed toward the foot of the bed, she held the twin globes of her tits apart as though they were the spongy walls of an external cunt.
"Fuck 'em!" she said. "Fuck 'em with your big, hard cock-just like you already have my mouth, cunt and butt. Fuck my titties!" Wally surged to the task. When he was in position on top of her, Nancy squeezed her tits around the length of his prick and started rubbing.
"Ooooh, it goes straight to my pussy," she moaned as the friction took hold. "I can come this way so easy that it'll be like rolling off a log."
"Then start rolling, Sis," Wally urged, thrusting his cock between Nancy's tits with such force that his cockhead surged free to briefly jam all the way up into the hollow of her throat.
"God, that's how to fuck me!" Nancy croaked, climaxing at once. "Reach back and just feel how wet I'm coming, stud. How sopping wet with girl-cum my cunt is from the way you're fucking my titties."
Wally pawed at her pussy, the orgasmic juice oozing between his fingers. Then he kept his probing hand down there while he rhythmically fucked his prick between his sister's tits.
"Oh, your prick's rubbing my titties raw- and it hurts so good," Nancy reported. "More, more!"
But Wally warned her: "Not that much more, Sis, before I'm gonna be coming, too. Thought I could hold back longer this time, but, God, you have a way of getting my jizz boiling."
"Then when you're ready to shoot, pull back and do it all over me!" Nancy homily requested. "Wanna leave here tonight covered with your cum."
"Okay, Sis, I'm cranking it up," Wally puffed.
On his way to yet another creamy eruption, he fucked his cock between those tightly squeezing tits, his cockhead an ever-redder blur each time it emerged from his sister's spongy grasp. Then his breath was gone, sweat dripped from him, and he was desperately ready to cap off the incestuous marathon with one last spurting load of cum from his overworked fucker.
He tried to tell his sister this was it, but what surfaced out of his drooling mouth was a wordless cry like a wounded animal's. Nancy knew the score anyway, though. On cue, she released his straining prick from her sore tits. And from there, Wally's ten-inch cock twanged at a sharp angle in the air and the jizz abruptly flew in a silvery plume.
Nancy's face was the first place her brother's scalding cum landed. She took some between her eyes, then more cum splattered her features. When her lips were splashed, she was immediately licking with her hungrily responding tongue.
"Down lower now," she urged.
Swaying back and forth on his knees with his eyes glassy, Wally didn't have his hand anywhere near his cum-spurting cock. But his cock seemed to understand Nancy's command on its own. The angle of its flow shifted just enough, so that the tits it had just fucked got their turn at being drenched with a shower of jizz.
From there, Nancy coaxed Wally's gushing prick all the way down her naked body until the cum had slowed to a dribble and the last few drips trickled between her wriggling toes. It was impossible, she swooned, to imagine feeling any more fucked than this, as she smeared all that cock cream all over herself.
Wally, however, neither heard nor saw what she said or did. He'd just keeled over on his side, curling up like a sleeping baby, fucked by his horny sister into utter exhaustion.
Nancy knew he deserved all the rest he could get after what she'd put him through, so she left him like that. Back to her own room she went, slimy with his jizz and feeling magnificently beautiful.
And when she looked at herself in the mirror, she thought of her competition for Wally's cock and boasted: "Oh, Joanie, you should see me now! Too bad you weren't here, 'cause this time you could've learned something from yours truly about sucking and fucking. Move over, cousin dear-I'm the top slut in this family from here on in!"
Chapter Four
The two old friends stared at one another almost like female gunfighters on the brink of a shootout at high noon. It had to happen, Nancy realistically realized, with them both fucking the same boy. One way or another, a showdown.
For two days they'd gone their separate ways. But old habits died hard, and on Saturday at the regular time there they both were at their usual weekend meeting place, looking across a tennis net. Both fidgeted, their gazes only meeting for a second or two at a time before they'd turn away until they got the temporary courage to make the briefest eye-contact again.
Nancy knew if she waited long enough that Joanie would probably crack. But she had too much affection for her cousin to let her suffer like this. Well, that, and her own much less noble desire to see Joanie's reaction if she, herself, spoke first.
So, Nancy now went to the net and said: "You're probably wondering why I told you that Wally's gay, huh?"
Joanie started to blurt something out, but then bit her lower lip long enough to adjust her flow of words. "Haven't thought any more about it one way or another since the other day. If that's what you said about your own brother, naturally I figured it just must be true. So he's gay. If that's what turns him on ... "
"Except you and I both know it isn't," Nancy crisply stated. "I was lying to you through my teeth about him."
Joanie tried to act cool, attempting to bounce a ball with her racquet. But she wound up thrashing at midair, the wayward ball bouncing off her foot and rolling away across the court. Then, her face bright red, she timidly looked up and silently asked Nancy how much she knew.
Reading her cousin's mind, Nancy softly "So happens I know all about you and my brother, Joanie. That you went straight from me to him after I told you he was gay."
Her body language notwithstanding, Joanie still tried to hold out, muttering: "Wh-what makes you think that?"
"Because I know you. Once you heard he liked boys, you just couldn't resist trying to find out if you could turn Wally straight."
"Oh, is that right?" Joanie hissed, trying to keep up her shaky front by backing her cousin off with sarcasm. "And I suppose you were there watching the whole thing or something."
It was the exact opening Nancy had invited, and now she didn't shrink from it, drawling: "As a matter of fact, I was."
Joanie's racquet clattered onto the court as she dropped it in stunned shock.
"Wally fucked you in the ass," Nancy went on. "I saw it through the bathroom door."
Joanie held onto the net. It was the only way she could keep on her feet.
Nancy went to her, taking her hands and tenderly holding them. "Relax," she soothed. "We're still friends. We always have been and we always will be. More than ever, in fact. If I hadn't seen you taking Wally's big cock up your butt, I'd have never had the nerve to do any more than just suck him off and let him fuck my pussy."
The color drained entirely from Joanie's face and her ankles buckled. Nancy literally had to hold her up.
"Then you . . . you . . . and Wally?" Joanie hoarsely whispered.
"Why else do you think I told you he was gay?" Nancy explained. "I was so afraid that you'd steal him away from me. But once you went after him anyway and I was there in the next room, it turned out super. Sure, I was jealous at first, but in the end it made me even hornier for Wally. That night after you were with him? He not only butt-fucked me like he did you, I got him to fuck my titties and come all over me."
Joanie tried not to believe it. "N-no. Not you. Don't know what you're after, but this is some kinda trick. As far as I know you're still cherry -until you prove to me you're not with more than just a lot of words."
"Well, now that you mention it, I'm still a virgin in one way," Nancy slyly answered, following her instincts. "And just maybe if I do something about it right here and now, you'll be convinced of the rest. It's worth a try."
She looked at Joanie so strangely that the latter warily stepped back. This gave Nancy the room she needed to vault over the net and face her startled cousin without anything between them.
"Yes, I'm still cherry," Nancy now purred, almost nose to nose with Joanie. "That is, cherry with another girl. But I'm willing to go the limit that way, too ... if you are along with it."
"B-but we can't do anything about it here . . . not out in the open like this," gulped Joanie.
"At least I can sneak a look before we go into the woods," Nancy seductively replied, referring to the cover of pine trees growing all around the courts.
Then she pulled open her cousin's shorts and looked down into them, grinning with a combination of triumph and anticipation.
"Just look at those panties," Nancy cooed. "Soaking wet for me already. And I can't wait to taste the sweet pussy that's making them that way. As wet as my sweet pussy is for you, darling. Here, just feel for yourself."
Nancy took one of Joanie's hands and forced her cousin to cop a feel. At the touch, the latter automatically licked her lips.
Indeed, it was Joanie who now steamily breathed aloud: "Let's go."
Hand in hand, the horny cousins left the tennis courts and walked into the surrounding pines. They found a small clearing and slumped in a passionate embrace onto the soft grass, kissing passionately.
"Oh, baby," Nancy moaned when they came up for air. "Next I want you to French my cunt with just as much tongue."
"Same here about you doing it to me," Joanie readily responded.
"So what're we waiting for? We're a sixty-nine just waiting to happen!"
"Right on!"
And so, their hands impatiently grabbing clothing, the horny cousins went to work on swiftly stripping one another. Then, when they were both stark naked, before they began sucking pussy they just had to take a moment to feast their eyes on the female perfection they'd uncovered.
"Mmmm, Joanie, do I wish my titties were as big as yours are," Nancy sighed, caressing the large tits before her with both her eyes and fingertips.
"Isn't that a kick?" Joanie sighed back. "I've always wanted a smaller set of tits, just like yours.
"Looks like we're just made for each other, then," Nancy sexily giggled. "In more than one place."
Then Nancy fell back on her ass and spread her legs for her cousin. Joanie saw a cunt that had been clipped just enough so the bush wouldn't stray from a bikini bottom, but which was still hairy enough for its silken brown curls to crawl like vines into the crack of the shapely ass below.
"Come to mama," Nancy beckoned, fingering her pussy lips apart so the inner pink flesh glistened in the sunlight.
"Wow, will I!" Joanie eagerly slurped.
"And don't forget to sit right down on my face in the bargain," Nancy said.
Joanie gleefully repeated: "Wow, will I!"
She promptly dove for her cousin's crotch, planting her face there and then twisting it with her mouth sealing cunt as the rest of her naked body swung in a half-circle atop Nancy. The latter, looking up as her head was straddled, now feasted her eyes on a hovering pussy that blotted out all else.
"Oh, Joanie," Nancy panted, her nostrils flaring because of the naturally perfumed scent from between the thighs arched above her. "Your cunt is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Give it to me to suck so I can taste how delicious it is, too."
Joanie eased down on cue. The lips of Nancy's mouth contacted pussy lips. Then her tongue automatically shot into her cousin's waiting cunt gash, orally fucking on the first thrust. And, of course, at the same time, Joanie was doing exactly the same to her at the other end of the all-girl action.
Rhythmic slurping now filled the air. Soon it was joined by pussy-muffled orgasmic moaning, as the cousins simultaneously came in one another's mouth.
They sixty-nined like this for several minutes, constantly trading climaxes. Then Joanie took it a step further, lowering her tongue down a notch from her cousin's thoroughly licked cunt to ream a much tighter hole.
"Ooooh!" Nancy squealed. "How did you know I like it in the ass, too?"
"All of us girls do," Joanie wetly replied from between the cheeks of her cousin's ass. "Try me with a rim-job down there, too, and you'll find out you aren't the only one who can get her kicks where she shits."
Nancy's tongue was already there before her cousin had finished speaking. And poking into its first asshole, its taste buds tingled from the wonderfully dirty flavor which awaited. And, once again, Joanie was performing precisely the same act on Nancy at the same time.
Their assholes were tight, but the cousin's slippery tongues hilted one another's asshole in swift fashion nevertheless. Then they orally pumped, activating the special network of nerves connecting the female shit pit to the clit.
Coming together, Nancy and Joanie quickly proved they were very, very versatile. And equally horny for more of the same. So the assreaming stage of their sixty-nine turned out to last just as long as when they'd previously been eating pussy.
Then, eventually, after burrowing between each other's legs for so long, it was time for the sucking, licking, coming cousins to bob up for some fresh air. As they did, sprawling on the grass, their grins were sticky and their spirits high.
"I'm ready for even more!" Nancy blurted out.
"Just name it," Joanie readily answered. "Anything you want to do, I'm all for it!"
"Only thing, though," Nancy sighed, "is that I'm not sure even we have what it takes to bring off what I have in mind."
"You'll never know for sure unless you ask," Joanie coaxed.
Nancy murmured: "Well ..." Then, in front of her, her hands pulled several inches apart as if to measure an imaginary something. "I wish we had something this long so we could fuck each other with it. Our own great big cock."
"Just maybe we do," Joanie mysteriously replied. "After all, what do we always do after we've finished playing tennis?"
"Share a big bottle of soda," a puzzled Nancy muttered. "But what's that got to do with . . ." "And who's turn was it to bring it this Saturday?"
"Uh, yours, I think."
"Mrnm-hmmmm," Joanie smirked, reaching for the wicker tote bag that she'd brought to the court with her and then into the woods. And from it she pulled out a big bottle of cola.
"Are ... are you serious?" Nancy gasped, getting the message now.
"As much as you'll let me be," Joanie said. "Which end do you want? Fat one or the skinny one?"
"I-I'll leave that up to you," Nancy anxiously panted.
"Then I'll go for the big part."
Joanie sprawled back on the grass with her knees up and apart. The container in her hand was the old-fashioned glass variety instead of the more modern vinyl, but it only held twenty-six ounces instead of a liter. This meant that although it wasn't flexible, the right cunt could be stretched to take it.
"I've done this before," Joanie admitted, expertely preparing herself for penetration.
She spit all over one hand, then lubed the thick part of the bottle with the spit. But what she did next really made the special difference. Finger-fucking herself, she soaked her hand and then slicked the glass with so much pussy juice that it turned cloudy.
"Now you help me," she then said to Nancy.
"Pull apart my cunt's lips as far as you can."
Leaning over, Nancy snagged the lips of Joanie's cunt and stretched them widely.
"Perfect," Joanie lilted. "Now just hold it right there."
Then Joanie aimed the slippery end of the bottle at her pussy's enlarged tunnel and abruptly fucked herself as deeply as she could with the oversized substitute for a cock.
"Ooooooh, what a hunk!" she squealed, grinding her ass into the grass after the thrust.
An awestruck Nancy's hands had flown away, and now she just stared. Showing off, Joanie tilted her crotch so the part of the bottle anchored in her cunt made the rest of it loom straight up.
"Now it's your turn," Joanie then urged, stroking the exposed glass as if she had miraculously grown herself nothing less than a female hard-on. "C'mon, Nancy, what're you waiting for? Sit down on your end of our cock."
Nancy wondered if she could actually go through with something so bizarre, until she had knelt astride her cousin's loins. And then she realized that she wouldn't miss this for the world. That it was so kinky just made it so much the better. After all, if she was looking for "clean" sex, she'd have hardly followed the incestuous trail that had led her into the woods with her own female cousin after both of them already fucked her "Okay," Nancy excitedly called down, "here I go."
But then it was Joanie who hesitated, calling back: "Wait."
"I almost forgot," Joanie said. She reached for the neck of the bottle, the part slated for her cousin's cunt, and twisted off the cap. The soda fizzled aloud as bubbles rose to the surface.
"What's that for?" Nancy asked.
"You'll find out before we're finished fucking. But, for now, don't think with anything except your cunt, and just climb on board."
Nancy's eager senses reminded her that the time was at hand for action, not words. So her crotch dropped on cue, guiding the neck of the bottle where it belonged, like a cock between her pussy lips and into her welcome cunt gash.
"Ooooooh," she swooned, taking inch after glassy inch. "It feels soooo real!"
"Now let's move our asses, cousin baby," Joanie directed from below. "Get some of the old in-and-out going for us in our horny cunts."
Nancy was only too willing to start wriggling from the waist down. Her cousin replied in squirming harmony. The soda bottle linking them started surging between their cunts.
"Something tells me that one of us is gonna come pretty damned quick," Nancy said when the two-way rhythm had been established.
"How 'bout both of us at the same time?" Joanie suggested.
"Perfect," moaned Nancy.
So the cousins bore down, trading a series of fuck-thrusts. Then, as their cunts pressed together with the bottle equally lodged in each of them, it happened.
"I'm coming!" Nancy and Joanie orgasmically cried in a single voice.
"Mmmm, I knew you would," one of them moaned.
"Ahhh, I knew you would, too," the other groaned.
Then, celebrating their shared climaxes and paving the way toward more of the same, the cousins played with each other's tits while they fucked. It worked like a charm, especially when they started pinching nipples to bring on some most pleasurable pain.
"Can't stop coming!"
"Neither can I!"
"How long can we keep it up?"
"Until neither of us can stand how good it feels anymore!"
"Ooooh, I'm getting close to that already."
"Just be sure and tell me when it's too much, then, and I'll give us the perfect ending to the perfect fuck!"
The last promise had been made by Joanie. Nancy excitedly wondered what her cousin had in store to cap off what had already taken place.
"I'm holding on as long as I can," Nancy had to gasp before long. "But it's just a matter of time until I'll be fucked out of my mind."
"I understand. Believe me how I understand," Joanie answered with panting reassurance. "I'm almost there, myself . . . that's why you've gotta be sure and tell me exactly when you're cracking so I can make my one last move that'll absolutely blow your mind before we both crash."
"How . . . about," Nancy croaked, feeling her strength dissolve so her flopping body was starting to behave as if it belonged to a rag doll, "now."
"Then beg me for it, bitch," Joanie spat, suddenly seeming to turn mean. "Beg me to end it, or I'll fuck you to death!"
"Now . . . please, now!" Nancy pleaded.
"You got it," Joanie shot back. "Instead of fucking you to death, I'm gonna fuck you the rest of the way to heaven!"
Nancy didn't know what to expect. And so, when her cousin abruptly reared up beneath her, she was easily bowled over. From there the positions were reversed, Joanie winding up on top.
"Oh, my God!" Nancy shrieked in shock. "What's that?"
She was responding to the fact that her fucked pussy was suddenly being flooded with some sort of gushing pucker and spasm at the same time.
"I can't fuck your cunt full of real jizz like a boy does, but this is the next best thing!" Joanie triumphantly shouted.
Then Nancy felt it leaking from her swamped twat and running down her inner thighs and into the crack of her ass. It tickled as it trickled, fizzing in contact with her flesh.
"The . . . the . . . soda. That's why you unscrewed the top, isn't it, Joanie?"
"Right on!" Joanie declared. "And now I need something to drink. After all, fucking your best friend's a helluva lot more of a workout then just playing tennis with her."
Then Joanie pulled the bottle out of both their cunts and tossed it aside, drained. From there she burrowed thirstily down between her cousin's legs and started licking and slurping. In response, Nancy's exhaustion was temporarily overwhelmed by a fresh surge from within. She helplessly let it run its course, so the next thing she knew she was back where she'd started-coming in her cousin's sucking mouth.
That was the last thing Nancy remembered before passing out.
When she woke up some time later, in her drowsy confusion she thought at first that she was home in bed because the grass on which she actually lay was so soft. But then she realized where she was and what had happened when she saw her beautifully naked cousin sleeping beside her.
"We sucked ... we fucked . . . two girls sucking and fucking each other without a boy to get in the way," Nancy sighed in wonder as she began recalling the exquisite details of sex with Joanie.
And, without being touched-just from memory alone-Nancy wound up coming almost as hard as she had at any time before.
Chapter Five
Nancy and Joanie were a lot more than just the cousins and best friends they'd been before their lesbian sucking and fucking. Now they were sisters with a bond far stronger than if they'd had the same parents-sisters in sex. And there was no way they were going to stop here. It was just a question of what next.
Joanie brought up the subject after they'd gotten themselves back together and were on their way home from their "tennis game," when she matter-of-factly said: "The it, we're just gonna have to do it to you-know-who. He's definitely the logical choice."
Nancy, for a brief moment, didn't know who. But when her cousin told her, she couldn't believe she hadn't thought of it, herself.
"Charley, naturally," Joanie explained. "Only stands to reason. If we both fucked your brother, how can we pass up fucking mine?"
Nancy readily nodded in agreement. Her male cousin suited her just fine. He was just about as cute as a boy could be.
She eagerly asked Joanie: "Is Charley cherry?"
"You'll be able to find out for yourself." "I can go first?" Nancy asked, surprised by Joanie's generosity. "My treat."
"And where'll you be?"
"Watching everything. Then jumping right in when the time is right. Nancy, this is gonna be our first threesome, whether or not it's Charley's first piece of ass. Can you dig it?"
"Can hardly wait!" Nancy enthusiastically answered. "Just say when and how, and I'll be there!"
* * *
If they weren't first cousins, Charley Dowling thought, he just might take the chance on putting his hand on her sexy ass. But their fathers were brothers, and that meant family, so Charley tried to control his lust and concentrate on helping her with her algebra the way she'd asked him to do.
See, Nancy," he said, having to lean over her shoulder to show her what she was doing wrong on the problem she was trying to solve.
After the rest of what I already told you, divide what you came up with by this number here with the X behind it."
Nancy did the figuring on paper, then looked up and asked: "Like this?"
"Right . . . uh, that's the answer," Charley replied, seeming somewhat winded as his nostrils flared while he spoke and beads of sweat popped out on his forehead. "Something wrong?" Nancy said. "No, you've got the right answer." "I mean with you, Charley. You're acting kinda funny. Almost like I'm making you nervous or something."
"It's just that, well . . . aw, never mind . . . nothing important."
"Tell me anyway," Nancy coaxed. "I like silly little things that just pop up a lot more than I do this boring old algebra. I'm warning you, I won't get another problem done right unless you tell me what's bugging you."
Charley tried to step back. But his cousin held his arm and wouldn't let him move away from her. And, as a result, his nostrils quivered even more and sweat ran down his ashen face. "I'm waiting," Nancy insisted. "Aw, gee," Charley mumbled, "it's just that . . . jeez, that you smell so good today."
"Like a girl, you mean?" Nancy lightly teased.
Charley self-consciously nodded.
"Well, now that mention it," Nancy said, "I go for the way you smell, too."
"How's that?" gulped Charley.
"Like a boy," Nancy answered with a big grin, purring outright now.
"C'mon, quite teasing me," Charley defensively scoffed. "You're not serious."
"Just try me," Nancy said.
"Try wh-what?" Charley panted.
"Start with this."
And then, without further warning, Nancy unbuttoned her cousin's flannel shirt. From there her warm breath caressed Charley's small but abruptly rigid male nipples, as she nuzzled his chest with her nose.
"Mmmm, smells good enough to taste," she reported, then she did indeed start licking.
Charley was too stunned to move. And as he hung there, his cousin's tongue lapped gradually down until it was tickling itself with the wispy of hair that grew out of his jeans from his crotch toward his navel. The unavoidable reaction to this was a swelling telltale cock-bulge.
"You'd better stop, N-Nancy," he warned.
"But I'm just getting to the best part," his cousin said.
Charley tried to stop her. He genuinely did. But her reflexes were much faster than his at this point. Once she had yanked open his jeans and pulled them down with his Jockey shorts, it was a lost cause for him. He stared at the sudden appearance of his own twanging hard-on as if it had put him in a trance, helplessly waiting for whatever would happen next.
"Bet it's nice 'n' salty," Nancy predicted. "Just the way I like my pricks."
Then she found out for certain, wrapping her lips around Charley's chunky cockhead and turning on the suction. Her first taste obviously pleased her, as she grinned broadly and licked her lips after sucking her cousin's cockhead bright red.
"Mmmm, I want more of that," she said. "Every big, hard, thick inch."
She had been sitting in a chair until now, but here she went to her knees in front of her shocked cousin. Then it wasn't only his cockhead she took in her mouth as she resumed her suction. Down the long, thick cock shaft her lips traveled, on a course toward his hard-on's root where his smooth, round balls churned in their tightening sac.
"Dunno how much of this I can take," Charley croaked when his cock was officially deep-throated. "Not without . . . without ..."
As his voice cracked and trailed off, Nancy was well aware of what he'd been trying to say. His cock was flexing too much in her oral grasp for there to be any doubt. He was on the verge of coming in her mouth. And Nancy couldn't have been readier for anything than she was for a gushing load of his hot jizz.
So, going for the creamy payoff from her cousin's stiff prick, Nancy added expertly to her blow-job. One hand rhythmically squeezed Charley's cum-laden balls. The middle finger of the other found and probed his sensitive asshole.
"Okay, Nancy if you want it that bad, you're gonna get it. I'm not to blame for this, but since you're asking for it . . . well, I'm only human!"
His voice was on the rise as he finished speaking. Then his crotch bucked against Nancy's face.
"Now!" he cried, past the point of no return. "Ooooh, now . . . now . . . now!"
His thoroughly sucked prick had just erupted at the depths of his cousin's fucked cunt of a throat. The scalding jizz poured toward her belly as she greedily swallowed with the same intensity as Charley's cum spurted. Clearly, she wasn't about to miss out on a single drop of his cum.
Coming even longer and harder than he'd expected to, Charley wound up holding onto the nearby chair to steady himself while he was drained by Nancy. He felt hollow when it was over.
"Whew, jacking off was never like this," he muttered to himself.
Nancy overheard him, knowing now that he must be cherry. This suited her perfectly, since she'd already had experience taking her brother Wally's virginity. One of these times, she'd have to come across for a guy who already knew his way around, somebody older. But in the meantime she was definitely becoming an ace at being the first piece of ass for the boys in her family.
So, to move things along, she released Charley's blown cock from her mouth and seductively suggested: "Now it's your turn to return the favor, kiddo."
"In what w-way?" Charley rasped in anticipation.
"How else?" Nancy said, lifting her skirt as she rose to her feet and revealing that she wore no panties underneath. "By eating my pussy until I come in your mouth, the same way I sucked your cock."
Charley was back to being stunned into silence as he stared at the hairy cunt he'd been invited to eat. It was obvious to Nancy he needed continued guidance to get the job done.
"Down on your knees, slave," she joked on the square. "Eyeball-to-clit with my pussy."
Charley obeyed. Now, his face was at her crotch level, he could smell the best part of Nancy, which had him automatically licking his lips.
"My cunt tastes even better than it smells," she told him. "So just go ahead and let your tongue do what comes naturally . . . and that's an order!"
To help her cousin meet his fate, Nancy thrust her crotch toward his face so her bush tickled his nose. On cue, his tongue responded, abruptly licking along her cunt's pink slice. And from there Nancy had to issue no further orders.
His mouth quickly sealed her pussy. Then his tongue was wriggling inside like a horny snake. Nancy just relaxed and let Charley do the rest on his own. He didn't disappoint her.
Down Nancy was pushed by the burrowing momentum of her cunt-eating cousin. When her ass hit the floor, he reached under her sweater and mauled her braless tits while he sucked her cunt.
"Ooooh!" she moaned with mounting pleasure. "We must've gotten it on before in another life, stud. 'Cause you sure know what it takes to get me coming."
Then, at once, come Nancy did. Charley's mouth was there to feast on her orgasmic pussy juice as fast as it oozed, and his lancing tongue within made sure a fresh supply kept flowing. In fact, he kept her coming in such nonstop fashion that, before long, Nancy started to wonder how long it could continue without something else giving way from her cunt.
Then Nancy realized that it was certain an "accident" would happen because of the pressure mounting between her thighs. Should she warn Charley? No, she decided, judging that he was just the kind of boy who'd gladly take whatever her pussy had to give. After all, hadn't Wally? So why should her cousin be any different than her brother?
Therefore, Nancy not only allowed it to happen, she bore down inside to spread it up. When the eruption of piss occurred, her prediction about Charley's taste for this brand of her liquid heat proved entirely correct. His mouth sealed her gushing cunt even tighter as he thirstily consumed her scalding piss.
"Mmmm," Nancy swooned as she unloaded the river of piss down her cousin's eagerly gulping throat. "Does anything feel better than peeing and comming? Nooo, I don't think sooooo!"
Then she was drained. Her cousin Charley bobbed up from her pussy and she looked down at him from between the slopes of the tits he'd manhandled during the heat of the action. And, although she'd turned him loose during the pussy-eating, the next move was hers.
No one could have been more to the point than Nancy was now, as she stated with the starkest of simplicity; "Fuck me!"
"Y-you really mean it?"
"Fuck me!" Nancy repeated.
She added to her command by fingering her pussy lips as far as they's stretch, dazzling her cousin with inner pink. His stiff prick twanged like a flagpole whipped by the wind.
However, despite the jutting evidence of his lust, Charley hesitated, painfully explaining: "I-I'm afraid I'll goof it up. Already got away with plenty more than I know what I'm doing. Now maybe my luck'll run out and you'll wind up laughing at me. So maybe I oughta just quit while I'm ahead ..."
He briefly paused, clenching his fists so the knuckles turned white as he braced himself to speak on.
"Just getting a blow-job and eating pussy doesn't change the bottom line. I'm still so damned cherry!"
He was so cute that Nancy wanted to bolt up and kiss him. But the stakes were higher than that.
"Fuck me!" she said again, more commanding than ever.
Charley looked from his cousin's waiting cunt to his own throbbing hard-on, and his cock made his decision for him. It lurched, pulling the rest of him forward so he found himself with his hips between Nancy's spread thighs and his cockhead aimed just shy of her cunt.
Nancy said it one more time. "Fuck me!"
And with a macho thrust of his crotch, Charley took the plunge that would make him a man. Into that deep, wet pussy surged his previously unfucked cock, and there was no turning back now.
"Oh, yeah, I can do it!" Charley whooped with self-confidence that surged like his cock just had when he was abruptly hilted to his balls in his first pussy. "I'm doing it! Fucking!"
His hips had begun to move, causing his cock to pump and the friction between it and his cousin's cunt to start grabbing hold. To help him further, Nancy wrapped her legs around his middle and rocked him on top of her.
"I'm in the groove now," he boasted to himself. "Some things a guy's just born knowing how to do, I guess. And fucking's one of 'em."
Then Nancy gave his confidence another boost by coming for him. "Just keep it up," she orgasmically spurred him on. "You're fucking me just perfect, stud."
"Damn, guess I am, huh?" Charley congratulated himself.
"But more is always better with a girl like me," Nancy added. "Your cock in my cunt's not all you can use to keep me coming while you're fucking me." "Your titties, right?" '' Mmmm-hmmmmm.'' So Charley's hands went for the firm but spongy tit mounds on his cousin's chest, her sweater pushed above them. The nipples were plucked between his thumbs and fingers. But, as he applied what he thought was enough pressure, it wasn't sufficient for Nancy.
"Harder, harder! Pinch me harder," she urged. "I love pain while I'm getting fucked." "Like this?" Charley asked.
"Oh, owww, you're getting the idea!" yelped Nancy. "Now twist them. Around double. Like you're trying to rip my nipples off my titties!"
"Guess you know what's best for you," Charley said.
His thumb and fingers became like pliers. In his wrenching grip, Nancy's nipples turned purple and swelled like they might burst.
"Mmmm, the pain ... the pain," she rasped in response. "It shoots straight to my cunt when you hurt me this good!"
"Jeez, are all girls like this?" Charley wondered just loud enough so he thought only he could hear himself. "Like my sis? Is Joanie this way, too, when she gets it on with some guy?"
But, despite her agitated state, Nancy did overhear him. And it was all she could do to keep from laughing out loud. Oh, she thought, was Charley going to find out the facts of life today. She just hoped he could stand the shock after waiting this long to lose his cherry.
The reason for Nancy's reaction was lurking in the hallway, as previously planned. Joanie. She was supposed to be at the library, studying for a change, having made a big show of leaving the house. But then she'd sneaked back in through the kitchen door. Nancy hadn't actually seen her cousin, but she could almost feel Joanie's watching eyes on Charley and herself. With excellent reason . . .
"Wow," Joanie sighed as she looked on from afar, "look at that fucking. With such a stud for a brother, I ought to be ashamed of myself for letting him stay a virgin for so long. But, I gotta admit, nobody, not even me, could do a better job taking his cherry than Nancy is."
In the meantime, her slacks and panties bunched at her knees, Joanie finger-fucked her own pussy in reaction to what she saw. Pussy juice leaked down her pumping forearm like piss, dripping from her elbow. It was definitely just a stopgap, though. Before this day was over, she'd get her turn at Charley's big cock. She'd agreed to let Nancy go first, but that just meant she'd have the opportunity to pick up where her cousin left off.
"Hurry up and finish, Nancy," she panted. "If I finger-fuck myself much longer, I'm gonna sprain my damned wrist. I need my brother's cock in my cunt."
However, in spite of her impatience, there was no way Joanie could not admire the rest of the action between her cousin and brother. For now, as he mauled Nancy's tits, Charley was jackhammering her cunt with his cock. And Nancy was answering with repeated fuck-thrusts of her crotch up from the floor.
"No way they can keep this up for long without Charley shooting his wad," Joanie confidently predicted. And it happened as soon as she'd said it. "Hold on!" Charley now shouted to Nancy. "I'm coming!"
Nancy moved her legs up from around his waist and hooked them around his neck. This tilted her crotch so Charley's big cock drilled almost straight down into her cunt as his jizz started flowing to her fucked depths.
"Oh, my God, what hot cum!" Nancy swooned. "Burning me up inside. More, more, more!"
"I've already come harder than I ever thought I could!" Charley gasped. "Bet I won't be able to get up another hard-on for a couple of days after something like this."
And, most amused as she listened in the hallway to her brother's earnest declaration, Joanie scoffed: "Hah, that's what you think, sonny boy!"
Then the action in the living room gradually wound down. Charley had shot his cum-load and Nancy had come enough even for her. Eventually their bodies sagged together into a still-life pose, their fucking over.
"The most beautiful girl in the world next to you could walk in here now," Charley wearily groaned to Nancy, "and I wouldn't have the strength to give her a second look."
And, as exhausted as she temporarily was herself, here Nancy did indeed laugh aloud as she mysteriously warned: "Don't be so sure of that, Charley. In fact, I'd bet against it."
Of course, a puzzled Charley had no idea what his cousin was talking about. Not yet, anyway. But that was about to change . . .
"Well, Nancy darling," Joanie whispered, ready to come out of hiding, "gotta hand it to you. You couldn't have set it up for yours truly any better. Shakespeare never wrote a better entrance line." So, Joanie took her cue. She shook off her sagging slacks and panties, pulling her top over her head at the same time. Then, stark naked, she was making her move.
Chapter Six
"J-Joanie," he gulped her name as if his own sister were a ghost. "Wh-what're you doing here?"
"I live here, too, remember?" sister crisply answered brother, flaunting her big tits and hairy cunt as she stood nakedly over him.
"Wh-why aren't you w-wearing anything?" panted Charley.
"A girl has a right to walk around bare-assed in her own house if she feels like it, doesn't she?" Joanie taunted. "So what's your problem? Notice you can't take your eyes off my boobs and box. And that your cock's harder than ever, even if it is fresh from screwing somebody else."
Charley self-consciously glanced at his crotch. Sure enough, despite his previous fatigue as a result of fucking his cousin Nancy, with the appearance of his naked sister, the blood had rushed back to his prick in full force.
Then it was Nancy who teased: "Charley, you liar. If the most beautiful girl in the world walked in here, you said, you wouldn't have the strength to even give her a second look. Oh, sure!"
It wasn't just what his cousin said which rattled Charley, but where she was. He'd been so startled by the surprise presence of his sister that he and Nancy had seemed to fly apart. Now the latter was halfway across the room while he remained on the floor. Sitting in a chair, it was as if Nancy had taken a ringside seat to watch the fireworks between Charley and Joanie.
Breathlessly, Charley swiveled his head back and forth between his cousin and sister. They, in turn, were looking at each other, grinning from ear to ear at a private joke. Charley didn't have to be very bright to swiftly realize that he had to be the butt of it. "Okay," he croaked, reacting to what was so obvious. "So you two are in this together. Set me up for some reason."
The girls nodded together, giggling in the process and watching Charley's face redden. However, at the same time, they also couldn't fail to notice that his jutting hard-on was holding its own. And from this, Charley seemed to gain courage.
"Well," he said after a bracing pause, an abrupt bite to his words, "I can handle it!"
"Prove it," Joanie and Nancy challenged him in a shared voice, no longer giggling when they recognized how forceful he now appeared ready to be.
Charley went directly to his naked sister, holding her in place with his hands on her big tits and hissing: "How many guys have you fucked, Sis?"
Joanie shook her head that, no, she'd never been raped. And her lewd grin seemed to say that force had never been an issue, since that would have meant she wasn't willing-and she was always willing. Who'd waste the effort raping her when her pussy was already there for the taking?
"Well, Sis," her brother continued, "maybe it's about time you tried the one style of screwing you've missed out on."
Joanie's mocking expression dared Charley to try it. He proved up to the task. All at once one of his hands left the tit it had grabbed, looped in the air, and caught his sister flush across the face.
"Ahhhh, that felt good. Like hitting a home run," he rasped after he'd slapped her. "Good enough to hit another one."
His other hand lashed out and smacked her, raising a matching welt on her opposite cheek.
"So, Sis, what do you have to say about that?" Charley asked.
After not having flinched, Joanie coolly replied: "Is that all the rougher you can get?"
"You're really asking for it now, Sis. You know that, don't you?"
"Then that ought to make it easy for you to deliver," Joanie calmly stated. "C'mon, what're you waiting for? Go ahead and rape me, brother dear-if you have the balls to really go through with it. But it'll take more than just slapping me around a little bit."
"Try this on for size then, bitch!" snarled Charley.
His hands returned to his sister's tits, squeezing hard this time with the nails digging into the spongy tit flesh. But neither Joanie's expression nor attitude changed a bit.
"I know I've gotta be hurting you, damn it, Charley said in frustration. "Tell me . . . show me it does, damn you!"
"Earn it," Joanie answered.
After taking a deep breath to brace himself to commit further cruelty, Charley tightened his grasp on his sister's tits and wrenched. He twisted them around almost double, as if he were trying to rip the tits from Joanie's chest.
At first even this seemed not to be affecting Joanie. Then, though, her body began to tremble, and the stubborn expression on her face started wavering. However, it was not agony which her reaction went on to register, but sheer ecstasy.
"Oooooh," she wound up swooning, "I just came sooo goooood!"
Charley looked down from her mauled tits between her legs. Her cunt was dripping with so much orgasmic juice that it looked as if she'd just pissed.
And from her ringside seat, at this point it was Nancy calling out on behalf of her best friend: "More, Charley, give Joanie more of the same! Make her suffer so much that she can't stand how it keeps her coming."
"Jeez, you fuckin' freaks," Charley panted. "You really get off on this shit, don't you? One of you watching while the other one gets raped. Makes a guy wonder what kinda family he has."
"Charley, you just don't have the balls for the real rough stuff."
His manhood threatened, Charley defensively snapped back: "Don't be so sure of that!"
"Seeing is believing," Nancy said. "You'll have to show me I'm wrong. Then she reached down from her chair for Charley's fallen pants. "Here, you can start with this."
Charley looked at his belt, a wide leather one with a big brass buckle. Then, after having let go of his sister for a moment, when he returned his gaze to Joanie she had faded away and knelt, lifting her bare ass as a moon-shaped target.
"Whip her!" Nancy urged from the sidelines, settling back in her chair to enjoy the spectacle.
Charley had been pushed too far to back down now. Taking the belt, he doubled it in his hands and made it crack. In response, his sister's asscheeks quivered with anticipation.
"Yeah, this is gonna be fun," he muttered, moving into position and drawing back the belt to strike.
With lashing fury, Charley then attacked. What a welt the searing leather left across the plump halves of his sister's savaged ass.
"How good did that hurt you, Sis?" he eagerly asked.
"M-m-m-more!" Joanie stuttered.
Charley put leather to ass flesh again, crisscrossing the first welt with another one. When Joanie reached back to touch the damage he'd done to her and felt the raw marks, she was immediately coming for all she was worth.
"Oooooh, you wonderful bastard," she moaned. "You can't stop now. Whip me, whip me!"
The belt quickly became a blur, as Charley treated Joanie's ass to a sadistic beating that drew blood. But even wetter and more telling than that, it drew a nonstop flow of female cum from her orgasmically boiling cunt. He could smell her coming, the telltale aroma of her cunt in wet heat becoming stronger with each additional blow battering her bloody ass. Indeed, even from where Nancy sat, she could smell it.
"Damn," Nancy blurted out when the aroma of hot cunt became overwhelming, "I can't stand it anymore!"
Charley misunderstood, thinking that their cousin had seen enough of him brutalizing Joanie and had lost her nerve.
"What's the matter, Nancy? Too much, huh? Well, if you hadn't run your mouth, it wouldn't have been this rough on Joanie. No way I'm quitting now, though, when I'm on a roll like this. So Sis is gonna keep right on getting it- and you're gonna keep right on watching me whip her."
"The hell I am!" Nancy fiercely vowed.
She bolted out of her chair, on a beeline toward the action. Charley assumed she intended to try and stop him from doing any more damage to Joanie's ass with his belt.
"Hey!" he warned Nancy, popping the leather as she advanced. "This baby's got enough licks in it to take care of your ass, too."
He abruptly grabbed for Nancy, getting a fistful of her long swinging hair. From there he twisted her down to the floor. She landed on her knees beside Joanie, her as yet unmarked ass hoisted in contrast to her cousin's bloody ass.
"Now, back to work," crowed Charley, not stopping to question how easy it had been to dominate Nancy.
The belt then lashed into action again, tattooing the fresh female ass. Nancy started to scream from the onslaught, pleasing Charley a great deal about so effectively putting the bitch in her place. But then he found out that, as before, he was the one whose fate was being controlled.
"Don't you love it?" Joanie asked Nancy, as the latter was being whipped. Once you started bleeding and coming, I knew I couldn't stand to only watch anymore. Had to get in just as bad a shape as you are . . . and, ooooh, does it hurt sooo gooooood!"
So, Charley realized as he overheard this telling exchange, he'd been set up once more. But he was past caring anymore whether the course of the action was his idea or the girls'. The main thing was that acting out his violent macho fantasies, regardless of the situation, made him feel like a stud of studs-a helluva trip after being a cherry jack-off artist before this day of days.
"Go for it!" Charley cried, once he'd come to grips with being so spectacularly used by his cousin and sister.
His belt cracked back into flailing action after a limp pause, whipping both bare female asses. At the end of his swinging arm, clutched in his tight fist, the length of leather seemed to him like a second cock. Or, in any case, it certainly had a ball-grabbing effect on his flesh-and-blood cock. For, as he strapped Nancy and Joanie, it became only a matter of time before he would shoot his wad.
"All right," Charley rasped, looking forward to the creamy event. "Gonna come all over these bitches. My jizz splashing down all over their bloody asses and dripping pussies."
The brink occurred even before he'd anticipated it would. Charley didn't fight it. With the pangs of imminent sexual release overtaking him, he let the belt go limp and concentrated entirely on the hardness of the weapon jutting from between his legs.
"Ahhhhh!" he groaned within seconds. "Take it, bitches, take it! The best part of me!"
His cock was angled at least forty-five degrees up from his crotch, so the cum flew in a sharp arc before it lost height and splattered down on the twin targets below. Cheek to cheek at the rear, Nancy and Joanie had their asses equally splattered by cock cream. It trickled down their asscracks, seeping into the miniature caves of their cunts as well.
As his climax gradually slowed from spurting to dribbling, Charley knew he wasn't finished yet. In a situation like this, one load of jizz just paved the way to the brewing of another batch. And when the trigger was eventually pulled again, Charley looked forward to it occurring because of the friction on his tireless hard-on from the ultimate in violent sex.
"R-a-p-e," he gleefully announced the magic word, letter by letter, sounding like a schoolboy who'd just won a classroom spelling bee.
Then the belt was retired in favor of the ten-inch weapon which loomed from its owner's crotch. Bucking forward, Charley started dog-fucking the first cunt his surging cock hiked from behind. He was so caught up by his macho momentum that he wasn't even sure which of the girls he was fucking. But that difference did it make? Next, he'd be fucking the other one's cunt just as hard and deep. Indeed, by the time the second hand of the nearby clock on the wall had made another full sweep, Charley's hard-on was out of the first pussy and jammed to its root in another. Then, about sixty more seconds later, he'd returned to fucking the original cunt. And from there, back and forth between cunts, he shifted his cock, getting the best of both juicy female fuck-holes.
However, just the act of fucking two chicks at once as much as any guy could possibly do it wasn't all of Charley's game plan. Throughout the action, he also fueled himself with choice words and extra bits of female-dominating business. For, of course, the bottom line of his fantasy come true was still r-a-p-e.
"You bitches! You cock-teasing bitches!" he gusted. "I'm getting even with you two for every damned girl who ever made any guy feel like crap because she led him on and then wouldn't put out all the way when he was so horny his balls were blue."
He brutally squeezed dangling tits to accompany his dirty talk. And when he wasn't doing that he was finger-fucking assholes. But, mainly, there was his jackhammering cock, doing double duty in the alternately dog-fucked cunts.
On the receiving end of the one-man gang bang Charley was delivering, the girls let their senses run wild. Each watched the other coming nonstop alongside her, getting off on her cousin's orgasmic vibes almost as much as she was her own.
When Charley noticed them kissing up front while he dog-fucked them from the rear, he guessed he should have suspected as much. "Ah, so that's how it is," he clucked. "These cunts so both ways. Well, I dig it. More sex, the better."
Then, testing out the new twist in the action, Charley let their tits alone to see if the girls would pick up where he'd left off. They reacted to the opportunity he'd given them at once, their hands all over one another's mauled tits for all-female pinching and pawing.
"Hmmmmm, what more can I make them do?" Charley then wondered aloud.
Their assholes seemed the logical places to try. He took an arm from each, drew them back, then lapped one on top of the other so they had access to the shitpits within reach of their middle fingers.
"Go for it, bitches!" Charley called down.
They eagerly started finger-fucking one another back there, pumping ass to the last knuckle. Seeing this only made Charley's cock even harder.
So, while the girls traded digging thrusts asswise, the male member of the threesome put his hard-on into high gear. It was even better this way, Charlie realized as he surged back and forth between cunts. Through the thin wall separating ass and pussy, a probing female finger in the former had the effect of making his cock feel almost like it was being jacked off at the same time as it fucked in.
The only problem with this new arrangement, Charlie quickly recognized, was that double the friction in both of the cunts he was dog-fucking meant that he'd shoot his wad at least twice as soon. And would that give him enough time to decide which was the best way to unload his jizz and finish off?
The girls would come to his aid just in the nick of time. It happened when his prick was moving between their pussies and was tingling with the urgent need to erupt.
"Gotta come!" Charley blurted out.
"Then do it all over us!" Nancy urged.
Then the girls rolled over from the bitch-in-heat and turned themselves into spread-legged centerfolds in the flesh. It was the kind of pose, times two, that a boy like Charley had jacked off to more than once when he was looking over skin magazines. The kind where he'd had to wipe his jizz off the glossy paper so the person he'd borrowed it from wouldn't find out he'd been beating his meat.
And now, remembering this, Charley noted with triumph: "Boy, bet any of the guys would give plenty to trade places with me now."
Then, just for old times' sake, the hung teenager gave his straining prick a quick tug and let the creamy fruits of his labor fly. And in a continuous stream his jizz gushed, as if he were pissing it rather than simply spurting it.
The girls were the perfect target. Together, they nakedly wriggled as the cum rained down onto their faces, tits, bellies, thighs and cunts.
When Charley had dribbled his last drop of jizz, though, he had to accept the fact that his cousin and sister would continue without him. He became just a spectator for the time being, as he watched Nancy and Joanie begin licking the jizz off one another.
"Jesus, and I thought the guys I know are horny," he sighed. "Chicks have got it all over us. They can just keep on going and going without having to stop."
He studied them with fascination. The licking of their cum-soaked bodies eventually led to a lesbian sixty-nine which included rim-jobs in their asses as well as pussy-eating.
Then Charley realized that he no longer merely had to look on, after all. If it had seemed they were daring his cock to harden again with their all-female display, they'd strikingly succeeded.
"Well, here I go again," Charley vowed. "No way I'm gonna waste a boner like this-with two horny chicks in the same room."
He thought he'd just slip himself back into the action and let the girls gradually rediscover his stiff prick. After already playing the game of supposedly raping them, there was nothing left for him to prove except that he was still there and available again.
"Just go with the flow," he told himself as he approached them.
But the flow turned out to be a raging tide, with Charley swept away by it. Suddenly the girls broke apart and jumped him. The rape game, he discovered, wasn't over, only in this version the roles had been reversed. And, hopelessly overwhelmed by Nancy and Joanie, Charley didn't mind a bit being their "victim".
Chapter Seven
After Charley, Nancy and Joanie were itching to extend their incestuous horizons even farther. Fucking with their brothers and each other wasn't enough. It was definitely time, they agreed, to think about the rest of their two branches of the family.
"You know," Joanie sighed as they discussed what to try next, "as much as I've screwed around, there's one thing I've never done. Never been fucked by anybody more than five years Nancy got the message. "You mean, like by somebody who might even be around the same age as your, uh, dad?"
"I won't bullshit you," Joanie said. "That's exactly who I mean."
"Ahhhhh, I know ... I know," Nancy sighed in agreement. "Don't suppose there's any normal girl alive who hasn't wondered what it'd be like to fuck her own father."
"You, too, huh?"
"When I was a little girl, I used to sit on my dad's lap and wiggle around, you know," Nancy revealed. "And sometimes I could feel him getting a hard-on against my little butt. Didn't know exactly what it was back then, just that it felt awful good ..."
"And now that you've figured out he must've been hot for you, trying that hard cock on for size turns your pussy to mush if you let yourself think about it enough, right?" Joanie said sympathetically.
"Exactly."
"Mmmmmm, same here." "Then?"
"Well, we don't have much choice, do we? We've got to go for it. Never forgive ourselves if we don't."
"Who goes first?"
"We'll make it sort of a friendly bet.
Whoever gets her dad into her pants first wins a week's allowance from the other one."
"You've got yourself a deal."
"I'm warning you, I plan on winning. Can really use the money," Joanie smirked.
"Not as much as I can use the cock," Nancy countered, having the last word for now.
* * *
Ned Dowling considered himself a man's man, not like his brother Will whom he wrote off as a prude. And for Ned, acting out his macho destiny meant chasing pussy whenever and wherever possible. Sure, in his way he still loved Adele, his wife, but there was no woman who could ever be enough for him. He supposed Adele knew that, but at least she was considerate enough to look the other way.
Lately, Ned had been keeping his cock busy by going through the motions of hiring a new secretary. Some of them were actually dumb enough to think he wanted to see how fast they typed or took shorthand. He'd quickly set them straight, though. How well they gave head was the first qualification, and if they passed the test of sucking his pricks how well they fucked was the next test.
But something had just gone wrong. The finalists in Ned's talent search had seemed to be a pair of identical twins who were after the same job. Trying to choose between them was a delicious dilemma. However, when the personnel director put on the pressure, a decision had to be made. So Ned was going to fuck each of them one more time and choose one. And he found himself losing them both, while getting screwed in an entirely different way than he'd anticipated . . .
"Damn," he cursed his luck, "I should've known better. That sooner or later two sisters that close would get together and start comparing notes."
In short, after settling his hash, the previously hot-to-trot twins ankled the scene and poor Ned was forced to hire the next applicant who walked through the door, to satisfy the personnel director. His new secretary was nothing less than a living prune. And now, stuck with this at work, he was in a decidedly foul mood as he slumped in his easy chair behind an unread newspaper at home.
Well, he thought, at least he didn't have to deal with his wife tonight. Adele was off playing bridge or something. Plus, his son was having a late basketball practice. This left only his daughter to annoy him, and she was nowhere to be seen for now, leaving Ned to stew in his own juice in peace.
But not for long . . .
Hidden behind the newspaper, Ned wasn't aware he had unwanted company until the TV set suddenly blared. When he looked, the first thing he saw was his daughter's ass, her asscheeks straining in a skimpy pair of shorts as she leaned down to touch her toes.
"You don't mind me working out along with this exercise show, do you, Daddy?" Nancy asked from between her legs as she bent over.
Her father grunted and went back behind his newspaper. However, he wasn't as disinterested as he tried to seem. Maybe it belonged to his own daughter, but Nancy's ass was still a sight that Ned Dowling couldn't easily ignore when it was right there in front of him.
So, while pretending to read, he found ways to glance over and around his paper to get an eyeful. It wasn't the first time. Ned was well aware he had a sexy daughter. Had known it even when Nancy was still just a little girl. Bouncing her on his lap back then had produced more than one secret hard-on. And now that she was a teenager . . .
She wasn't wearing panties under those shorts of hers, Ned realized. Just look at the way they caught up at her pussy when she bent over like that. It was enough to stiffen any man's cock- her father definitely included, and Ned now had one.
He started to suggest that perhaps Nancy ought to exercise in front of one of the other TV sets in the house, but instead he laid down the paper entirely and helplessly watched her. Every time she touched her toes, the crotch of those shorts snagged in the slice of her cunt. Ned was starting to see the wispy suggestion of her cunt bush at the crux of her thighs.
Then a commercial came on, and Nancy wheeled around as though confronting her father for looking at her too long and hard. He just sat there, wondering what he'd say.
But instead, Nancy asked: "Daddy, be honest. Do you think these exercises are worth the trouble? That they're doing me any good? Does my tummy look any flatter to you?"
She pulled at the elastic of her shorts to give her father a better look. He couldn't help but glimpse the hairy shadow of her pussy, and his reacting hard-on gave him squirming fits.
"What's the matter, Daddy?" Nancy asked when he was silent. "Can't you see enough from there? Here, I'll give you a better look."
She pulled down the shorts to the curly fringe of her pussy bush with one hand and patted the tummy which was supposedly in question with the other.
"Well, Daddy?" she impatiently quizzed. Having to answer, Ned muttered the truth. "Baby . . . you're just perfect. As beautiful a girl as there is."
"Mmmmm, flattery'll get you everywhere with me, Daddy," giggled Nancy. "Maybe I ought to show you more. Do you dare me?" Ned fell back into desperate silence. "You'd have already told me to stop if you didn't want to see more," Nancy lilted. "And I'd a lot rather show off to dear old dad than exercise anytime. If you don't think I'm pretty, then who ever will?"
She now teased with the elastic of her shorts, playing with it around the crucial area of her crotch. In one instant a triangle of curly pussy hair flashed, then in the next it was temporarily hidden. And Ned Dowling's cock was squirming like a snake.
"You know what cousin Joanie says?" daughter told father. "That the prettiest part of a girl isn't her eyes, her smile, or her face- not any of that stuff they try to convince you of while you're growing up. They're afraid of telling you the truth about what really makes you beautiful."
"Wh-what's t-that?" Ned heard himself stammer.
"Well, this, of course, Daddy," Nancy bubbled. She wiggled out of the shorts and showed all. "No girl can get away from it. First, last and always, she's got a cunt. Don't you agree, Daddy?"
She framed her pussy with her hands as her father stared at the treasure between her tanned legs. Then Nancy snagged her cunt lips and partially spread them. A liquid pearl escaped from her juicy cunt gash and trickled down one of her inner thighs.
"C'mon, Daddy," she coaxed. "Tell me what you really think of my cunt."
"B-beautiful, b-baby," father stammered to daughter.
"My ass isn't bad, either, if I do say so myself," Nancy noted.
She turned around to show off from the rear, bending over to briefly touch her toes again. This parted the plump cheeks of her ass, exposing the downy crack between them with the wispiness of her cunt bush and the pucker of her perfect little asshole.
"Oooooh, God," her father moaned. "Never seen anything that looked so damned good."
"I'm kinda proud of my titties, too," Nancy said.
Standing up again, she turned back around, pulling off her top and casting it aside. Then she cupped her tits to put them on display. The nipples were pink and hard as marbles with obvious arousal. Added to her ass and pussy and her sleek curves, Nancy's tits capped off a naked body as sexy as any man could ever hope to feast his eyes on.
"Okay, Daddy," she purred. "You've seen all of me-so it's my turn to get a look at what you've got."
"H-huh?" Ned choked, cringing.
"Take off your pants, Daddy. I'm just dying to check out your cock."
But her stunned father could not respond, just standing there like a zombie.
"Then, what the heck, I'll do it on my own," Nancy said.
She was abruptly on her knees in front of Ned. His eyelids were the only part of his body he was voluntarily able to move. He closed them, shutting out the bizarre sight below as if he could somehow protect himself from its consequences in this way.
But it was far too little, too late for Ned Dowling. As his daughter pulled down his pants and shorts, he could only be fully aware of how stiffly his hard-on twanged into the open for Nancy. And, if that weren't enough, then he could actually feel her soft, young lips closing around his swollen cockhead.
Giving up his futile attempt to avoid reality, Ned opened his eyes again. And, when he did, he breathlessly watched his own daughter deep-throat his entire prick all the way to his balls.
"Wh-what in God's name am I supposed to do now?" he wheezed.
Nancy was right there with the answer, temporarily releasing enough of his prick to insist: "Fuck me in the mouth, Daddy!"
Then she turned on the rhythmic suction, as though she owned an oral cunt. Ned was helpless with his rigid cock in its grasp. His hips automatically began to roll, as he started giving back almost as much to the blow-job as he was getting.
"Oh, damn, that's good," he had to admit. "How can I help only being human?"
Then it got even better for Ned. Nancy was also rubbing his sensitive balls now, priming their supply of jizz. And not stopping there, she next inserted a stray finger into the gritty channel of his asshole.
"What can I do?" Ned sighed, not normally a religious man but now glancing as if toward the heavens. "Lord, forgive me for this, but you were the one who made me so goddamned human."
Ned soon passed the point of no return. His cock gave in entirely to the blow-job and erupted with a torrent of jizz at the depths of his daughter's throat.
"Mmmmmm, drink it, baby, drink it," he heard himself groan with nerve-snapping pleasure. "Drink all of Daddy's cum, little girl!"
Nancy was expertly up to the task. She didn't stop until she'd swallowed every drop of the man's jizz, from the initial spurting to the dribbling "All right, sweetheart," Ned finally muttered, "that's it. Don't have anything left to give."
"Gee, Daddy, I sure wouldn't say that," Nancy gurgled, releasing her father's prick and pointedly looking at the kind of shape it was still in. "Seems to me you're just getting started."
Ned glanced down and saw a continuing hard-on that would have done justice to a teenaged stud. He hadn't kept it up this solidly immediately after a blow-job for years. None of the hot-pants secretaries and high-priced hookers who'd gone down on him had left him as potent for more action as his very own daughter.
"Okay," Ned rasped, accepting his incestuous fate. "I'm hooked on you, princess. Ready for anything you say."
"Ahhhhh, that's more like it, Daddy," Nancy purred. "Let's go."
"Where t-to?"
"Straight to bed," daughter told father. "I want you to fuck me in the same place where you fuck Mom. That way, so everything's alike except whose cunt your cock is in, and it'll be easy for you to decide whether Mom or me is the best piece of ass."
"Don't think that'll be too tough," Ned wistfully sighed, almost to himself, as he thought of how long it had been since he and his wife had set off any sparks in bed.
"I still have to prove myself, though," Nancy maintained.
Then she scampered away to the bedroom.
Ned followed and found her there, already spread out on the sheets in the classic fucking position. Knees raised and thighs apart, she used her open cunt like a beacon to guide her father toward her.
"Fuck me . . . fuck me . . . fuck me," she chanted.
Ned got into bed, moving above her between her legs. He took aim on her cunt with his prick, moistening the blunt cocktip with her leaking pussy juice in preparation for making the plunge.
"Fuck me, Daddy . . . fuck me . . . fuck me . . .
"Oh, yeah, baby, Daddy's fucking you now!"
Ned Dowling's prick had just fucked into Nancy Dowling's welcoming cunt. And then father and daughter were moving to the same rhythm, causing the friction between cock and pussy to grab hold.
"Oooooh, Daddy!" Nancy swooned. "We've only just started, and already you've got me near to coming!"
"Then go ahead and let it happen right away, sweetheart," urged Ned. "Come for Daddy now."
"With, mmmmm, pleasure!"
And, after scissoring her legs around her father so she could give his cock an extra tug in her pussy as a result of her jerking thighs, Nancy experienced a climax which thrilled her very soul. It made her cunt spasm along the length of his hiked cock so mightily that Ned also felt her orgasmic vibrations at the core of his own being.
"Baby," he panted, "I've never fucked anybody who comes half as good as you are right now."
"It gets even better, Daddy, if you know what to do to keep me coming," Nancy answered.
"Like this, you mean?" Ned slurped, leaning down.
"Yes, Daddy, yes! Suck my titties while you're fucking my cunt. Suck and fuck me!"
"Sooooo sweet . . . Daddy's little girl's titties are so sweet. As sweet tasting as her cunt is tight fucking."
Ned's tongue circled one nipple and then the other. Then he pushed Nancy's tits together and took both of their fleshy buds into his mouth at the same time.
"That's it, Daddy! Keep sucking and fucking me so I can't stand how much you make me keep coming!" Nancy cried.
But her father wasn't through exploring the possibilities of her hot, young body yet. There was still another spot he lusted to bring into play. Way down below. The tightest spot of all.
"Oh, my ass! My ass!" Nancy squealed when he made contact with his latest target. "Finger-fuck my ass as hard and deep as you're fucking my pussy with your cock, Daddy!"
Ned jabbed a finger into her ass so far that he could feel his tongue through the thin wall of her cunt. Then he finger-fucked her ass and fucked her cunt a notch away with alternating thrusts. And, at her tits, he went from sucking to biting.
"God, how much more of this can I take?" Nancy soon shrieked. "It's almost too good . . . too much of a good thing!"
Her father responded with perfect timing, ready to launch the perfect ending to the perfect fuck.
"I'm coming!" he announced, face to face with Nancy as his head reared up from her bitten tits.
"Just when I needed it most!" Nancy declared, a flood of fatherly jizz abruptly swamping her wonderfully aching pussy. "Pour it into me, Daddy. More cum than your big prick's ever shot into anybody's pussy of all the ones you've ever fucked!"
"Baby, I've already forgotten the other's," Ned moaned with release. "You're the best piece of ass any man could ever hope for. Been cheating on your mother for years trying to find the fuck of my lifetime, and, princess, you're her. My own little girl, growing up right under my nose the whole time."
"Daddy," Nancy gushed, "you've just made me the happiest girl in the whole, wide world. Happiest girl there ever was!"
"And I'm the luckiest dad of all time," Ned replied, his cock having slowed to a dribble now. "Let me just look at you, honey. See you in all your glory after you've been fucked. Fucked by the guy who loves you more than anyone else ever can."
Ned pulled out then with Nancy promptly and majestically posing for him. Leaking excess jizz into the crack of her ass, her thoroughly fucked cunt might as well have been her soul on display.
"The luckiest dad there is," Ned repeated, feeling a sense of wonder over his extraordinary fortune. "If there's any guy as lucky as me, he sure must have one helluva daughter of his own. Like mine. And I don't think anybody else can get that lucky."
However, although she didn't say anything to interrupt her father's celebration, at this point Nancy did indeed have another pair in mind who, if anyone did, just might have what it took to scale similar heights of father-daughter incest. For Joanie, too, had a dad she was determined to fuck. And Nancy had learned by now never to sell her cousin short.
Well, in any case, Joanie could take care of herself, Nancy decided. Meanwhile, here at home, it only made sense to keep striking while the iron was still hot. And as Nancy could plainly see while she posed for him in all her fucked splendor, daddy's "iron" was as hot and hard for her as ever.
So she beckoned, he responded, and a hammering trip up his little girl's horny asshole awaited Ned Dowling's tireless hard-on.
Chapter Eight
Will Dowling had to laugh every time he thought about his brother Ned's pussy-chasing. Had to laugh because there was Ned making a fool out of himself, while it was Will himself who was sure he was the one who had long since discovered the perfect piece of ass-with the joke being that Will had stolen her right from under his brother's nose.
"If I ever married you," he'd tell Adele, "you wouldn't even have to change your name."
And she'd laugh herself and say something like: "No thanks. Once is enough for me. Everything's perfect the way it already is. Staying the original Adele Dowling and you fucking me while you-know-who keeps right on supporting me in style. Your brother's a bastard, but he still makes a good living in between screwing his secretaries."
"The poor guy," Will sighed with somewhat genuine concern on this particular night. "Ned doesn't know what he's got at home."
"Marriage does that to people, you know," his bedmate reminded him. "After all, the night you got the word about Mary's accident, you weren't exactly keeping the home fires burning."
At the mention of his late wife, Will defensively countered: "Okay, so I was with you that night. But at least I respected her enough so she never suspected anything about us while she was alive. And to this day nobody else does, either. If I can't marry you, then I'm going to make sure both of our reputations stay absolutely spotless. In other words, decency's what counts with me-and that's the difference between Ned and me."
"Amen," Adele Dowling teased her husband's brother, her secret lover for the last several years. "Now, is the sermon over?"
"Guess so . . . suppose I've had my say,"
Will self-consciously muttered.
"Then stop preaching and do what you do best," Adele beckoned, spreading her legs. "Fuck me!"
Will shrugged and grinned, then rolled over on top of her with an instant hard-on. She took his rigid cock into her squishing cunt with a thrust of her crotch, then held on for the ride with her legs hooked around her brother-in-law's middle.
These secret fucking sessions were the highlights in the lives of Will and Adele. When their affair had started, they had indeed seriously discussed the possibility of divorcing their respective spouses, but decided it would be too hard on the children involved. Then over the years they had settled so comfortably into the groove of seeing each other on the side that even the accidental death of Will's wife hadn't importantly changed their relationship, which had become as much habit as sex.
If anybody ever found out about them? In truth, it just didn't seem possible after successfully hiding the truth for so long. But, as Will and Adele were about to learn on this night of nights, nothing remained the same forever . . .
* * *
This was the night, Joanie Dowling had definitely decided, no matter what. She had the hots for her dad real bad. And from a practical standpoint, if she didn't hurry up and seduce him then Nancy would get to her own dad first, and Joanie would lose their bet about which cousin could fuck her father before the other.
It wasn't going to be easy on this particular evening, though, Joanie was forced to accept. Because, damned if her father didn't have a date, which meant she'd have to wait up for him and then hope when she had him alone that his girlfriend hadn't already treated him to enough pussy to wear out his prick.
"Oh, what am I worrying about?" Joanie sighed, trying to see the positive side of things when her father had left. "I don't know for a fact that Daddy's getting any. After all, he's so stuffy. The kind of women he'd go out with is probably no competition. Someone as plain as a mud fence, with a personality to match. He's probably just lonely for company, that's all. Hasn't been serious about anybody since Mom died."
Still, the more she thought about it, the more anxious Joanie found herself about who her father was seeing. Maybe it was more serious than she wanted to believe, at that. Come to think of it, he was gone at least one night a week. A pattern was definitely there.
"A mistress?" she dared to wonder aloud.
"Naw, couldn't be."
But now the idea was gnawing away at her. Unable to shake it, Joanie found herself in her father's room, going through his things to search for possible clues. At first, she supposed she was wasting her time, but then something turned up which she couldn't ignore. A simple matchbook.
"Hideaway Motel," she read where it came from. "Hmmmmm, and the address is right here in town. Now what's Daddy doing with this?"
Rummaging around, Joanie found a few more of the matchbooks from the same place. Obviously, she could only conclude, her father was a regular customer there.
"Bet that's where Daddy is right now," Joanie guessed, too intrigued not to try and find out.
And so, within minutes, the taxi she'd called had arrived and she was on her way to the Hideaway Motel . . .
Her father drove a late-model green car with a dent in one of the fenders. There it was. Parked next to it was a car which also seemed familiar to Joanie, but in her excitement she couldn't quite place it yet. Her sense of recognition about the latter, however, was enough to convince her that her father must be fucking somebody she knew.
"Well, I've just got to get a look inside, that's all there is to it," Joanie vowed.
Room 7-A seemed to be the one. And savvy enough about crime from watching cop shows on TV, Joanie knew that the best way to unlock a door was with nothing more complicated than a simple piece of plastic.
Her dad had given her a credit card for her last birthday. This was what she now used to make it possible to spy on him. It worked like a charm, just like on TV. The lock gave without a sound. Then Joanie nudged the door to 7-A slightly open with equal silence and looked inside, immediately breathless from what she saw.
"Oh, my God! Daddy's fucking her right this very minute," she panted to herself. "I can see everything except who she is."
Indeed, from where she eavesdropped, Joanie had a perfect view of her father's hard cock pumping in the mystery woman's hairy cunt. She could hear the pussy squish aloud from the rhythmic fucking, and its owner moaning about how good it felt.
The woman kept moaning, though, her voice remaining just husky and low enough to stay a question mark as she told Joanie's father: "Ooooh, Will, you stud. Every time you fuck me, your cock feels bigger in my cunt than it did the time before. Even after all these years."
"That's because your cunt's tighter than ever," Will Dowling returned the compliment. "Now are you ready to find out if my cum is keeping up with the rest of us?"
Still moaning low, his lover urged: "Mmmmm, yes, shoot it into me. That's when I'll come, too. At the same time you do."
And listening and looking, Joanie sighed. "Gee, she actually saves her coming for when he does, too. She must really love him, whoever she is."
Then Joanie watched her father's crotch begin bucking in earnest as he worked his cock and his girlfriend's cunt toward mutual climaxing.
"Gonna shoot it into you now!" Will soon announced.
As he fucked his prick into pussy to the root and left it hiked, it was obviously now erupting. An envious spectator, Joanie rubbed her own yearning pussy through her jeans and imagined what it would be like to be on the receiving end of her father's gushing jizz.
The woman who actually was now orgasmically shrieked: "Now I'm coming, too! Feels sooo gooood, Will darling, and your jizz burns soooo hot!"
"Damn," Joanie hissed with frustration from afar. "Thought for sure this'd be when I'm able to pick out her voice. But now she's so loud she sounds like everybody else when they're coming. She still could be anybody."
But then both male and female climaxes had run their courses, the action on the bed beginning to unravel. Tense with anticipation, Joanie waited on pins and needles to see the face which went with the cunt her father had just fucked.
But it was the voice which had been giving her fits, after all, which stunned Joanie into a trance from the shock of recognition, as now heard, plain and clear . . .
"Oh, Will, lie down and let me suck your cock some. You know how I love giving you a blow-job after we've fucked. So I can taste your cum and mine all mixed together. And maybe work you up to another hard-on in the bargain."
"No," Joanie gasped with disbelief. "C-can't be. I'm imagining it."
Then, though, Will Dowling confirmed the shocking truth with the name his daughter was trying to deny, telling his cock-hungry mistress: "You got it, Adele."
And now, her mind reeling back to the parking lot, Joanie mentally focused on the car she'd seen beside her father's. Of course she knew it from somewhere! Knew it well. It belonged to her cousin Nancy's mother. Aunt Adele! That's who her father was fucking, Joanie had to accept-his own brother's wife!
"God," Joanie croaked, "what do I do now?"
And in her astonishment, her caution had been neglected. She had been overheard . . .
They jumped on the bed, their eyes suddenly darting around the room. You could cut the tension with a knife.
"What was that?" one of them said.
"Dunno," the other muttered. "But it sure was something."
Then it was Adele who noticed the door, pointing toward it. "Look, Will, it's partly open. Somebody's been watching us. Damn, how spooky."
"Probably just some freak. Probably gone now," Will said. "Here, I'll get up and close and lock it, then we'll get dressed and get the hell out of here. Find a new place next time. Just wish, though, I could get my hands on whoever it was, so I could beat the crap out of the creep before we leave."
In spite of the desperate warnings her brain had tried to relay to her body, Joanie just couldn't make herself budge an inch to escape the disaster closing in on her. It was as though she had something to prove, without yet knowing what.
And then it was too late. Her father was there at the door. Joanie had to sink or swim in the situation she'd created by not running away when she had the chance.
Will had just looked through the crack on the outside chance there was somebody still there he could throttle. And now, seeing the face on the other side, he was paralyzed with shock.
"What in the world is it, Will?" Adele called in response to his stunned silence.
"It-it's only me," the intruder stammered on her own behalf, somehow managing the courage to speak up.
And then, on raw nerve alone, Joanie brushed by her father into the motel room to openly confront both him and her Aunt Adele.
Those two, caught red-handed in bed together, groped for the right words. But it was Joanie who bravely held the floor.
"D-don't try to explain anything to me, Daddy and Aunt Adele," she said nervously. "I-I'll do the explaining. "I-I'm the one who has the real monkey on my back."
Will and Adele looked at her wide-eyed, having no idea of what to expect.
As for Joanie, the truth had become a drug. "I was jealous of Daddy for having a date tonight," she said. "Because this is the night I wanted him all to myself. Tried to convince myself he couldn't really be serious about whoever he was with. But then I found some match-books. From the Hideaway Motel. Next thing I knew, here I was. Watching you . . . fuck."
As her niece paused, Adele found her voice and defensively said: "We've tried to keep it from all of you children, but your father and I do have our own lives to live."
Will Dowling was more direct, desperately promising his daughter: "Baby, look the other way, and you've got a brand new car of your own! My treat."
"But that's not what I want from you, Daddy," Joanie replied, eerily calm now that the truth had set her free. "I'm after exactly what Aunt Adele's been getting."
Will and Adele looked at each other as though their frantic eye-contact were the only thing holding them up.
"You big cock in my cunt, Daddy-that's what I'm after," Joanie matter-of-factly said. "Want you to fuck me as hard as I saw you fucking Aunt Adele!"
Then, to prove she meant it, Joanie stood directly in front of her father and began stripping. Within seconds she was stark naked. And Will Dowling's hard-on had uncontrollably jutted back into throbbing evidence.
But, despite his arousal for his daughter, Will still tried to remain loyal to his sister-in-law, gasping over to her: "Adele, what should I do?"
And Adele's answer struck like a thunderbolt, so unexpected was it.
"Oooooh, Will, fuck her! She's just beautiful! I'll even help you do it!"
"Oh, Aunt Adele," Joanie gusted with gratitude, "thanks for understanding!"
"I always wanted to fuck my own father," Adele readily admitted now that the cards were all on the table. "Mmmmmm, what normal girl doesn't? And how few of us ever get the chance? Come here to your old auntie, darling, and let me get your beautiful young pussy nice 'n' ready for your daddy's big cock."
Joanie went eagerly to the bed. The greeting was even more than she'd anticipated, but she didn't resist as her aunt embraced her and eased her down. A series of nibbling kisses from Adele followed, leaving a moist trail down from Joanie's tits along her naked body to her crotch.
"Aunt Adele," Joanie had to ask when she felt her cunt being suddenly sucked, "are you bi?"
"All of us are, down deep," Adele answered, bobbing up with a sticky grin, pussy juice glistening on her lips. "And now, with my favorite niece's adorable cunt in front of me, I'm finally getting to do something about it!"
"Oh, then, more . . . more!" urged Joanie.
"With pleasure!" Adele hungrily answered.
And looking on, Will Dowling started getting edgy. He'd gotten used to the idea of fucking his daughter, but watching Joanie having her young pussy eaten in advance by her aunt was something else again.
'My little girl's ready now for what I have to give her, Adele, you dyke bitch!" he angrily called. "Get the hell away from her cunt so I can fuck her the way her father should!"
But, hooked on the exquisite tastes of Joanie's teenage pussy, her aunt refused to budge an inch. Indeed, now Adele was beginning to move around on top of the all-female action in order to turn it into a sixty-nine.
He wouldn't stand for this, Will vowed. Nobody was turning his daughter into a dyke if he could help it.
Rushing to the bed, he put a stop to the sixty-nine just before it became a reality, wrestling Adele from Joanie an instant ahead of the former's cunt making contact with the latter's waiting mouth.
"Just get lost, will you?" Will snarled at the woman who'd been his secret piece of ass all these years. "This is just between Joanie and me!"
Adele seemed to accept this, shrugging and edging away. In her place, Will dropped his hips between his daughter's spread legs and aimed his rigid cock at the spit-slicked target of her previously eaten cunt.
"Now you get what you need, baby," he told Joanie. "Your pussy full of Daddy's cock. Ready for it?"
"Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me!" Joanie cried, readily switching from a female to a male partner.
Bucking his crotch, Will Dowling took the cock-thrusting plunge, fucking his prick inside his daughter's cunt to his balls. The spectacular impact made him close his eyes and see stars. And that was when Joanie looked toward her cunt and gave Adele the most obvious of knowing winks.
Adele nodded in reply, grinning as she hungrily licked her lips. Then, with Will suspecting nothing, she slipped back toward the action. And when she plunged back in, her approach was expertly sly.
"Mmmmmm," Will sighed to his daughter while he fucked her. "Feels damned good, what you're doing to my balls while my cock's in your cunt."
Joanie said nothing, letting her daddy think what he wanted to for the time being. But, as she well knew, she wasn't touching his balls in any special way. That was being done without his knowledge by her Aunt Adele, who was licking his balls from down below.
However, Adele's oral talents did not remain limited to Will. Soon her tongue was straying to the crack of her niece's ass as well, its tip tickling the pucker of that fine, young female shit pit.
With her asshole stimulated, Joanie couldn't resist replying to her father in kind and making him start to think. "Daddy, I just love how you're paying attention to my horny butt at the same time you fuck my pussy. Whatever you're doing to me down there, it's super. Keep it up."
After steadily thrusting, Will's cock now stalled. True enough, he'd been planning to make a move on his daughter's ass before he was finished fucking her cunt, but so far he hadn't reached anywhere near it. And it couldn't be his balls rubbing there, because Joanie was already working on them, wasn't she?
"Daddy, how come your cock just stopped moving in my pussy? Something wrong?"
Will didn't want to foul things up so he denied any problem. Then, resuming fucking his daughter's cunt, he also lowered a hand assward to make sure he'd definitely be doing the number on her down there that she'd apparently previously imagined . . .
And he froze, finding his fingers full of tongue!
"Now, Daddy, this just won't do," Joanie scolded. "If there's something wrong, you'd just better tell me right now!"
Her gasping father admitted in a daze: "Dunno what the hell's going on. Almost like . . . "
Then Will remembered that he and Joanie were not alone in the motel room.
"Adele!" he blurted. "Adele, you bitch!"
His brother's wife took advantage of his stunned condition to wriggle her tongue free of his grasp down below, and called up: "Relax and enjoy it, Will, honey. Don't worry, I'm horny enough for both of you."
Then, to persuade Will to her new way of thinking, Adele treated his asshole to a brief but deep rim-job. Never before during their affair had she done that to him.
"Oooooh, Christ, that feels good," he moaned.
"Of course it does, Daddy," daughter told father. "So why don't you just get back into the groove of fucking me like you ought to, and let Aunt Adele do her thing at the same time?"
Will swallowed his macho pride. "Why the hell not? What've I got to lose? Whatever happens, happens, from here on in. I'm just along for the ride."
"Thatta boy, Daddy," his daughter praised his decision. "Now you just do your thing ... let Aunt Adele do hers . . . and I'll do mine!"
And so Joanie and Will and Adele officially became a threesome. The first two resumed fucking while the latter put the frosting on the cake with her busy tongue and mouth.
The issue of her aunt's involvement settled, Joanie was quickly on the verge of coming. But then something made her orgasmically hold back. This was the recollection of how Adele had saved her climax until her fucked cunt had been swamped by jizz. Having admired the sweet timing of this when she'd witnessed it, Joanie was now determined to personally experience it.
"I'm gonna come, baby!" father soon announced to daughter.
"Not any harder than I am, Daddy!" Joanie squealed. "When you're shooting my pussy full of your jizz, I'll be coming right along with you at the same time!"
And hearing this exchange, Adele was so taken with how much like herself her niece was that she just had to take time out from licking the fuck to express her feelings.
"Oooooh," she wistfully sighed, "the little girl takes after me so much. She's only my niece, but right now I feel more like she's my own daughter than Nancy is."
Then before Adele could get her tongue back into the crush of their loins, Will and Joanie were coming together in incestuous ecstasy. But it turned out to be no sacrifice for Adele to merely watch. What she saw turned her on so much that she came along with them without even being touched or touching.
"Now pull out, Daddy," Joanie urged her father when his cock had spilled its creamy load, "and let Aunt Adele suck your cum out of my fucked pussy!"
Will Dowling was too far gone to disagree with anything his little girl suggested. So he moved aside and watched his brother's wife take his place between Joanie's spread legs.
And before long Will discovered that a further reward awaited him, also. For the first time in years, he had a fresh hard-on after a fuck.
And there was the perfect target for him to plug back in. Bobbing up in the air, it was so plump and round with that inviting pucker between the spread ass globes. How could Will resist?
He went for it. She did not resist, either. So, while she feasted on his daughter's cunt which his last load of jizz had swamped, Will went to work on a fresh batch by fucking Adele up her tight ass for the first time ever.
Chapter Nine
After her calls to her cousin's house all of the next day went unanswered, Nancy started to worry that something might have gone seriously wrong for Joanie. After all, trying to fuck your father could be a risky piece of business if he turned out to be more uptight than horny.
"And Uncle Will can be one uptight guy, that's for sure," Nancy reasoned. "Maybe he freaked out when Joanie came on to him and did something drastic. Slapped her around for being such a slut. Or even worse ... no, I don't even want to think about it."
But, of course, Nancy couldn't stop thinking about it. So to make it easier on herself, she invented a more positive point of view.
"Maybe Joanie just lost her nerve, that's all, so nothing ever happened with her dad at all," Nancy more supposed. "And since she's afraid I got the job done here, she's avoiding me so she won't have to pay off our bet."
Well, Nancy generously decided, she was willing to forget about collecting if that was what was bothering Joanie. Succeeding at father-daughter fucking was victory enough for her. Indeed, she could hardly wait until it happened again.
Meanwhile, Nancy guessed she ought to try calling her cousin again on the chance that everything could be straightened out. However, when she went to the phone, it rang as she reached for it.
Thinking it must be Joanie at long last, she answered with an anxious hello. But instead, it was an even more welcome voice on the other end.
"Oh, Daddy!" Nancy gushed when she heard who was calling. "You can't believe how hot my pussy is for more of your big cock!"
Then the wind was abruptly let out of her sails.
"I'm afraid any more of you and me'll have to wait, sweetheart," Ned Dowling said.
"Something came up and I have to go out of town on business. Have a plane to catch in a few minutes. Calling from the airport so you'll know. Sorry, baby. I'm hot for you, too, but I've still gotta make a living. See you in a few days."
When he said good-bye and hung up, it was a very disappointed Nancy who stood there with the receiver buzzing in her ear. Then, getting herself together, she guessed that her father would probably expect her to tell her mother that he'd had to leave town.
A moment later, though, Nancy remembered, "Oh, that's right. Mom's not here. Has another bridge game."
And at this point, with her parents elsewhere and Joanie missing, Nancy started feeling kind of lonely. Her thoughts turned to her brother. But when she checked Wally's room, he wasn't home either.
Fidgeting to hook up with somebody, Nancy returned her attention to her cousin. Instead of phoning Joanie, she'd just go straight over to her cousin's house to try and find out what was what.
Off she went. But when she arrived at Joanie's and rang the buzzer long and hard, it was more of the same. Nobody was there.
At loose ends, Nancy decided she might as well go see a movie to kill time. So she walked the mile or so to the nearest theater, going inside without even bothering to check what was playing.
It turned out to be a family picture, which was why it was being shown at a matinee. However, sitting there in the darkness alone while the delighted children around her enjoyed the show, Nancy found herself somehow reading raw sex into every wholesome scene. Couldn't help it. By the time she left a couple of hours later, she was probably the only person who'd ever seen this move who'd been made horny by it.
"What I need is some good, hard sucking and fucking," she steamily murmured, feeling her damp pussy squish with every step she took. "From almost anybody, in fact."
It was getting dark by now, and Nancy anticipated that perhaps somebody might try and pick her up. It would definitely be their lucky day if they did, the way her cunt ached for cock.
A couple of cars did pointedly cruise by her with staring guys behind the wheel, but for whatever the reason, they passed her by. If another one happened along, Nancy thought, she just might advertise her availability a lot more boldly than she had so far.
"I feel like a whore, so I might as well go ahead and act like one," she sighed.
However, nobody else drove by. Just seemed like nobody was interested in her for the time being. And underscoring this point, Nancy soon had arrived back at her apparently empty house.
"Might as well just go ahead and go to bed extra early. Start in on a new day tomorrow," she muttered, just before she opened the front door.
Inside, it was completely dark. But then, as she reached for the nearest switch, Nancy remembered something. Hadn't she left the lights on?
Next, still in darkness, she froze entirely when she heard rustling noises from somewhere nearby. The thought of a stranger in the house occurred to her. A burglar? Or ... a rapist?
The second possibility put pins and needles in Nancy's cunt. Was she really so desperate to get fucked that she'd let herself walk right into a rape?
In the meantime, she heard the rustling sounds again.
"Wh-who's there?" she dared to call out, feeling her pussy twinge as she did so.
There was an eerie silence, short in terms of actual time, but seeming to last forever as far as Nancy was concerned. Then, sounding like a gunshot to her, a click followed. And suddenly the lights were back on.
Reeling, Nancy blinked furiously to focus. And there they were, every last one of them, having waited for her all this time . . .
"Surprise!" they shouted as a group.
"I-I don't believe it," gasped Nancy, staring at the startling display of naked bodies.
Joanie stepped forward from the others, gleefully volunteering: "I'll pinch you so you can find out if you're dreaming."
Nancy just stood there, allowing her blouse to be partially unbuttoned when her cousin closed the distance between them. Then Joanie reached inside, found a nipple, and pinched Nancy's tit with a playful squeeze.
"See," Joanie then giggled, "we're all still here. The whole family . . . me, both our brothers, your dad and my dad . . . and last but not least, even your mom."
"But why . . . h-how?" Nancy choked. "What's this all about?"
And now Joanie explained. Told about following her father to the Hideaway Motel and finding him there fucking Nancy's mother. Described the threesome which followed.
"Then, after my dad and your mom and I had sucked and fucked," Joanie went on, "we started talking. I told them everything, Nancy. About you and me fucking our brothers, us getting it on with each other like a couple of dykes-the whole works, including the bet we made about which one of us could fuck her own father first."
At this point, after so much rapid talking, Joanie paused to catch her breath. This gave Adele Dowling the opportunity to step forward and take over the story that had Nancy in a trance.
"When I found out what had been going on," mother proudly told daughter, "the rest was my idea. If everybody in the family was already involved one way or another, I figured, why not take advantage of it? Really do it like a family should-together!''
Now Joanie spoke again. "It was aunt Adele's idea, but I did the legwork. Went around and talked to everybody else in the family, convincing them that we ought to all get it on in the same place at the same time. Namely, tonight. So here we all are, hot and horny for the party to begin. The only thing we were missing was for you to show up, Nancy, so we could surprise the hell out of you."
Nancy's expression made it clear that the shock had indeed drained her.
"You mean," she gulped, "that this ... this is what I think it is?"
Her mother spoke the bottom line. "Welcome to our orgy, darling!"
Nancy thought she might faint. But her mom and cousin were there to hold onto her. Then, in a giddy daze, Nancy felt herself being stripped. And from there, when she was naked as couch and stretched out in erotic helplessness.
"Close your eyes, darling," her mother soothingly suggested. "Just relax and we promise you'll enjoy yourself."
"Anything you say, mom," Nancy whispered, then slipped into self-imposed darkness and waited to be overwhelmed.
After some vague sounds of movement, the next thing Nancy was aware of was a cock. A very hard cock, its salty head making her lips tingle as it rubbed against them. Automatically, she opened her mouth. The cock plunged down her throat and she started sucking on cue, ignorant of whose cock it was but really responding with a blow-job.
Then there was a second cock, poking down between her legs, teasing her clit, gash and pussy lips, ready to fuck her. Reaching down to finger her cunt lips apart, Nancy opened herself up and got herself filled to the hilt with surging cockmeat.
She then heard her mother praise her.
"Oh, baby, you're looking great. I'm so proud of the way you turned out. Suck, baby, fuck-suck and fuck those big, hard cocks for Mama!"
Still not knowing who she was taking in her mouth and cunt, Nancy went to work to justify her mother's pride in her. An oral clit down her throat seemed quickly to be added to the real one that was part of her cunt, so when she came it was like having a pair of orgasms at once.
"Oooooh, look at that little girl get the most out of those two pricks," her mother sighed. "That's my baby!"
"But what about you and me, Aunt Adele?" Joanie cut in. "After all, Nancy's not the only chick who knows what to do with a cock. And this is supposed to be an orgy, you know."
"Well, uh, now that you mention it, guess it isn't fair to let Nancy carry the load all by herself," Adele chuckled. "And since my asshole's been itching all day for something big and hard, if there are any volunteers ..."
One stepped eagerly forward and presented himself to Adele. She dropped to the floor before him like a bitch in heat, ready for some ass-fucking. The owner of the rigid prick at his disposal took aim, rammed it into her asshole, and started fucking her.
"Mmmmm, this is fucking," Adele swooned. "Fucking me right where I shit. Just watch me come!"
"I ain't watchin' nobody no more!" Joanie sassily declared. "I'm gonna be too damned busy fucking and coming on my own!"
Joanie then signaled to the remaining available male in the family. She wanted his cock the old-fashioned way, straight ahead into her juicy cunt. So she dropped to the floor in the classic position, knees raised, thighs apart, and pussy pinkly yawning. Her stud lowered himself to her level, and within seconds she was moaning from a cuntful of his cock.
"Fuck me . . . fuck me . . . fuck me," Joanie began chanting, her hips rolling in harmony with her partner.
At the same time, getting fucked up the ass, Adele was responding the same way as her niece. Next, both of them were shuddering and coming, matching one another moan for moan and spasm for spasm.
However, as much as Adele and Joanie had started coming, Nancy was way ahead of her mother and cousin. Taking a cock in her mouth and another in her cunt, she had already gone through so many orgasms of her own that only one thing could stop it. Or, more accurately, two things-namely, that pair of cocks she was sucking and fucking shooting their hot, creamy cum down her throat and up her cunt.
Her luck was with her. Abruptly, the jizz was spurting from both cocks in both places. Nancy celebrated the dual flow by climaxing with all the strength she had.
She came so hard that her senses felt drained by the time the pair of cocks were, too. Not having swallowed all of the jizz that had been shot into her fucked mouth, she let the excess drool down her chin so it dribbled all the way to her tits. Also leaking, her swamped pussy overflowed into the crack of her ass.
"Ahhhhh, I feel like I'm floating on a cloud," she sighed when the spent cocks had pulled out of her. "Floating in heaven."
Then, unable to keep her hands off herself, she dreamily began smearing the stray jizz all over her naked body. Her eyes were still closed, but she felt like her spirit had stepped outside of her glistening flesh so she could actually see her body glowing. In her mind's eye, at least, she was the most beautiful creature she'd ever seen.
Someone agreed with her. "Baby, you're sensational!"
And, recognizing his voice, that was when Nancy knew that one of the cocks which had fucked her had been her father's.
Then she heard: "Sensational is right. What a girl! Poured out of the same mold as my own little girl."
Uncle Will, Nancy realized.
At last she opened her eyes. Sure enough, her father and uncle were grinning down at her. It was as if she were Sleeping Beauty and they were a pair of Prince Charmings who'd fucked instead of kissing her awake.
But then, still focusing on her dad and uncle, she asked: "What about Mom and Joanie, though?"
"See for yourself," the Dowling brothers answered together, directing Nancy's attention to the continuing action around the room.
"Oh, yeah," Nancy sighed with approval as she saw her brother and mother together. "Wally butt-fucking Mom."
Then she shifted her gaze toward the other couple going at it, her cousins locked into brother-sister sex. "And Charley and Joanie, too. What a family! Watching my mom and best friend get fucked has got to be the next best thing to getting fucked, myself."
Then, as if on cue, Adele and Joanie continued in their pattern of climaxing together. Sitting up on the couch, Nancy grinned and clapped her hands with delight.
"Now, you boys," she called like an erotic cheerleader. "Wally, shoot your wad in Mom's ass! Charley, give your sis a cuntful of jizz!"
It happened exactly as Nancy directed. Her brother and male cousin reached the bursting point within seconds after her shout, their cocks simultaneously delivering the creamy goods.
Each on the receiving end of her share of teenage jizz, Adele and Joanie moaned for more. But the boys were only human and their balls were quickly drained. When they pulled out, their limp, sticky cocks obviously needed a rest before springing back to their usual youthful power.
At the same time, though, Adele and Joanie were still clearly in heat, despite just being fucked. And seeing the fresh cum ooze from her mother's asshole and her cousin's cunt, Nancy realized that she, herself, was in the same agitated state. Simply watching was no longer enough for her.
So Nancy was off the couch, on a beeline for her two female soul mates. Her mother and Joanie closed ranks to greet her. From there it became a lesbian tangle, hungry tongues lapping between fucked holes. For the time being, at least, the Dowling women seemed to have forgotten all about the men in the family.
Trying to joke about it, Ned Dowling said: "Well, looks like the girls have put us on hold."
"Maybe you, Dad, but not this guy right here," Wally Dowling told his father. "No way I'm gonna take a back seat while they pull this lez crap on us."
Then Wally turned to his cousin to seek support.
"How about you, Charley?"
"Count me in," Charley answered. "Just as soon as I have another hard-on, we'll go get those damned bitches."
So then each of the boys started stroking his cock to put a full measure of rigid life back into it. The jutting results rapidly occurred. Once again they were primed to fuck something wet, warm, tight and female.
After nodding in readiness at one another, Wally and Charley closed in on the female trio at the center of the room. Then each grabbed a fistful of the most convenient head of hair and yanked its squealing owner into position on her knees for his own use.
Wally wound up with his cousin Joanie, Charlie with his Aunt Adele. Brutally, the boys began fucking mouth.
This left Nancy untouched in the middle between the blow-jobs. And, reacting to what had just happened, she looked over toward her lingering father and his brother.
"You gonna let those punks get away with this while you just stand around, Daddy and Uncle Will?" she taunted with a twinkle in her eye. "If I were you, I wouldn't."
"Well, uh, just what'd you have in mind, little girl?" Ned Dowling asked his daughter.
"How kinky can you be, Daddy?" Nancy devilishly asked. "And remember this is an orgy, where nothing's too far out."
"Okay, baby, I'm game. Just name it and I'll do it."
"Then fuck Mom," Nancy said. "Fuck her, Daddy!"
No, Ned stalled, that was the one thing he didn't think he could do. Fucking his own wife at a family orgy just seemed too awkward. Such a waste of a hard-on and a load of jizz. Didn't Nancy know, he tried to explain, that he and her mother hadn't been able to turn on each other for years?
"That's 'cause you've never been to an orgy together, Daddy," Nancy maintained, turning her father's logic around.
Then, while her mother was blowing Charley, Nancy propped up the old girl's bare ass for the old man's inspection. Ned Dowling couldn't believe his own reaction.
"Jesus, almost like I've never seen her ass before," he said. "And it's still as sweet an ass as I remember it used to be."
"Gets even better, Daddy," Nancy promised.
She then pried her mother's buns apart for her father's approval. Approve he did. Adele's rear-spread cunt was as pink and wet as a teenager's, inviting his revived hard-on to fuck it from behind.
"Thanks, baby," father said gratefully to daughter. "Thanks for making me see the light."
Then Ned Dowling went to his wife and sank his cock into her welcoming cunt to start fucking her like he hadn't since they were in high school.
And, Nancy, now that her parents were taken care of, next turned her attention to her father's brother. "Well, Uncle Will, you probably won't need the kinda sales pitch I had to give to Daddy," she said. "Had to talk him into fucking his own wife. But you've got it easy. All you have to do is fuck your own daughter."
"Mmmm-hmmmm," Will Dowling expressed his horny anticipation, as Nancy lifted Joanie's plump, young ass up as a target. "Think I'll take the little girl right where she shits this time around."
"Go for it, stud," his niece urged.
Then she watched Will fuck into his daughter's tightest opening with a hiking cock-thrust while Joanie continued sucking Wally's prick.
And as for Nancy herself, the only member of the family unfucked and unsucked at this point? No problem. Indeed, just maybe, she was enjoying herself the most of anybody.
"I'm the one," she joyously congratulated herself. "I'm the one who made this all happen!"
Nancy climaxed just from the thought of the way she'd been able to turn her family around by simply following her own natural instincts. And, with the night still young and the orgy just hitting its stride, the best fucking was definitely yet to come.