It was Henry David Thoreau, in Walden, who remarked, "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." This statement appears to be just as true today as it was then. Perhaps it is even more valid today considering the pressures and frequent monotony of today's world.
The majority of today's men and women live in boring circumstances, and when the opportunity for change arises, they are often quick to seize the chance. For the characters in this story, the opportunity is one which many would consider perverse and deranged for it is one of incest. But it provides a release and a need. All morals and scruples are cast aside in a moment of madness-a chance to grab pleasure before it is taken away.
SUCK, SIS, SUCK-a novel about the quiet desperation in so many of us-and the extremes to which it may drive us.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Pretty teenaged Sheila Drake liked it when her kid brother Tommy had friends visiting the house. Tommy was two years younger than she, and his friends were the kind of boys that interested her.
She was a horny girl who didn't have much experience away from the close-knit family life.
So her horny thoughts and ideas were usually triggered right here in her own home.
Especially when she thought of Tommy and his friend in the next room with their tight pants hugging their crotches.
Tommy was in his room now with his buddy, Jimmy Walker, and Sheila couldn't resist ambling over to the closed door. She listened and heard the boys chuckling and horsing around, then talking.
"I don't think I'd want mine cut off," she heard her brother say.
"My dad says it doesn't make any difference," Jimmy said.
"But yours looks nicer," her brother remarked.
"I guess," Jimmy murmured, "but you told me you like the skin around it."
Sheila's heart leaped, and her mouth fell open. They were talking about their pricks!
Her breath quickened as her fertile mind filled with images of big, stiff cocks. A familiar tickle started in her belly and a moment later her little clit tingled, arousing her pussy. She pressed her ear to the door.
"Yours is bigger than mine," Jimmy Walker said.
"Yeah. Neat, huh?" Her brother laughed.
Sheila stepped back from the door and caught her breath. What she wouldn't give to see what the boys were doing in there! The last time she'd seen her brother's prick was in the bathroom. She'd accidentally walked in and caught him peeing. His cock had been small then. Was it big now?
Of course she knew boys got hard-ons. She had caught glimpses of Tommy's boner in his tight denims when he was secretly devouring one of their dad's sexy magazines. It was times like those that made her want to see boys' pricks.
Her blue eyes riveted to the bedroom door and she wished she had X-ray vision. She ached now to see what the boys were up to.
"Look at how wet it gets when I do this," her brother said.
Sheila's nipples stood up in her dress and her cunt suddenly quivered. Warm, sexy feeling flowed through her body. She liked them. When she was younger, she had been afraid of them. Now she wanted more of them.
She put a hand to her chin and looked thoughtful. Her blue eyes flashed as her mind worked. She just had to see into that room. But how? The days of keyholes were long gone.
The window, she thought excitedly. If I can just get to the window I can peek inside. There was a trash can out there with a lid on it. If she stood on that...
It was a crazy idea for a teenaged girl to have, but right now she didn't mind at all. It wasn't every day that a girl got the chance to see a naked stiff prick.
She tiptoed away from the door and made her way through the living room into the kitchen where her mother was working at the sink.
"I'm going out for a while, Mom," she said, heading for the back door.
"Out where?" her mother demanded. "How many times do I have to tell you? I don't want you to just say you're going out. I want to know where you're going and with whom!"
"Oh, Mom," Sheila replied with a heavy sigh, "I'm just going outside."
"Well, why didn't you say so? I won't have you traipsing around the neighborhood like those little tramps you go to school with. I don't care how modern this age is, a teenaged girl just shouldn't..."
Sheila stood there obediently, but she closed her ears to her mother's lecture on the morals of modern children. The longer her mother held her prisoner there, the greater was her desire to get out and see those stiff pricks. By the time her mother finished her sermon, Sheila's nipples, clit and pussy were vibrant with erotic feelings.
"Can I go out now?" she asked.
Her mother heaved a sigh and looked back to the dishes she was doing. "Go ahead," she said. "But don't you dare leave the yard."
Sheila quickly slipped out the back door and walked around to the side of the house. She eyed the window to her brother's room with a studious eye. The shade was up and the curtains were parted. Excitement welled behind her jutting tits.
Then she hefted the heavy trash can and, as quietly as he could, she carried it to the window. When it was finally in place, she paused to catch her breath. Her ripe tits rose and fell hard in her dress.
With her nipples tingling and her pussy quivering, she climbed onto the top of the trash can. She got one foot up on it and clung to the side of the house to raise herself. Had anyone been watching her, they would have gotten a good view of her little black bikini panties when her dress hiked up.
Once on the trash can, she quickly looked around to make sure no one was watching her. Then she grabbed the windowsill and slowly lifted up. Her only worry was that the boys were no longer in the room.
But when she peered inside, Tommy and Jimmy were still there. Sheila gasped, her fingers gripping the windowsill tensely. The boys were stark naked!
They were standing close together in the middle of the room, hunched over and totally absorbed by what they were doing. Each was gripping his own prick, obviously examining it and commenting on it.
Sheila's eyes widened and her cunt got wet. She had never seen two pricks at once-or four nuts! She'd seen photos in her dad's magazines, and they were nice, but nothing like this. This was the real thing!
Sheila saw her brother rub his swollen cock. It was wet, just like he'd said it was. Jimmy Walker's stiff prick was getting wet, too, because his fist kept running up and down the shaft.
Her brother's prick was bigger, Sheila noticed. Her hot eyes darted from prick to prick, examining them. In those horny moments it was decided for her forever that it made no difference at all if a cock was circumcised or not. Jimmy's prick looked nice with its naked red head, but her brother's cock was nice, too. The skin around his cockhead looked soft and caressable.
Sheila couldn't hear their words, but she knew they were still complimenting each other's cock. Both boys looked very proud of themselves and Sheila could see why.
Tommy arched his back and released his prick. He let it stick straight up at an angle and throb in mid-air. Then he thrust it out, showing his buddy-and Sheila-how big and stiff it was.
That made Sheila's pussy tingle and moisten. Watching the boys' dicks bulge and throb was exciting fun for her. But she was already wishing she could touch one.
She watched her brother walk across the room to the dresser. In that moment she thought she had seen all that a young girl could possibly want to see. She saw her brother's throbbing prick jounce in the air as he walked. She saw his cute, round ass as he stood at the dresser and opened a drawer. And when he turned and came back, she saw his balls swinging against his thighs.
The sight overwhelmed her senses and her pussy got so hot that she knew she was going to cream. As her widened eyes riveted on Tommy's prick, she squeezed her thighs together like she did in school, slowly churning her hips to make her cunt-lips rub against her quivery little clit. That did the trick, as usual, and she shuddered from head to toe as her pussy-juices flowed wetly through her cunt-channel. Her little panties got all wet in just seconds of pleasure.
It took a few moments for her to come back to her sense. She saw her brother jump onto his bed and spread his legs. His prick stood up hard and jolted in the air, apparently very excited. His cock was soaked with a glistening, clear fluid. Sheila stared breathlessly and pressed the tips of her tits against the side of the house. She slowly rubbed them there as she watched.
Now she could see what her brother had gotten from the dresser drawer. Two hankies! He tossed one to his friend Jimmy who sat on the end of the bed. The other he dropped between his thighs and let it lay there as he started whacking his prick. The boys were going to shoot their loads, Sheila realized. How lucky could a girl get?
As Tommy jacked his dick, Jimmy rested on an elbow and watched-along with Sheila. Sheila envied the kid. How she would have liked to be sitting where Jimmy was right now! Then she'd be up close to see her brother's stiff prick spit that stuff.
Sheila's eyes were glued to her brother's rigid fuck-pole. She could see his golden pubic hair clearly. And she could plainly see his balls nestled against the bed covers. Below them, her eyes ran over his tight ass-cheeks. It was all so erotic for her, so exciting and fun!
More than anything now, Sheila wanted to see a boy's cock shoot jism. How often she and her girlfriends talked about spitting dicks. They all wanted to watch one come.
Tommy's fist wrapped tightly around his bulging prick again and pumped up and down faster. Sheila lost her breath as a new wave of desire washed through her pussy. She thought she could see the small hole at the end of his cock where that mysterious white cream would come out. But she was too far away to be sure of what she saw. Maybe it was just wishful thinking.
The boys kept talking as Tommy's prick enlarged and reddened. They looked like two kids drooling over candy in a store window. Sheila looked like that, too.
After a few moments, Jimmy's hand shot down to his own prick, which Sheila couldn't see because of his position on the bed. Still, it was exciting to know that the boy was doing the same thing her brother was doing-jacking his dick.
Tommy leaned forward and his stiff prick stuck straight out over the hanky. His fist worked rapidly along his silky, wet cock-shaft. Sheila wondered what it would be like to do that for him.
As thrilling as it was to watch the boys at play, Sheila felt a sudden frustration making her uncomfortable. It wasn't fair, she thought hotly. Here she was, a sexy young girl dying for some horny experience and all she could do was peek in a window and watch her brother get himself off!
It suddenly made no sense to her at all that she and her brother had to go through life hiding from one another. He apparently hid in his room or in the bathroom and jerked off. And she hid in bed at night and finger-fucked herself silly. Why didn't they do it together?
The sight of Tommy's burgeoning prick interrupted her thoughts. His fist was flying now. His tongue came out of his mouth and dangled as he furiously whacked his prick. He started trembling all over. Sheila started trembling, too, and her gaze riveted to his prick.
Utter despair gripped her when her brother suddenly grabbed the hanky in his other hand and stuffed it over the end of his prick. She stared hotly as his hips jerked on the bed. Such big thrusts! He looked like he was having a fit of some kind.
Sheila knew what was happening, but she was disappointed. She couldn't see it happening! Her brother's stiff prick was obviously shooting big wads of thick jism into the hanky, but she was denied the sight of it.
"Ohhh, darn," she murmured, crushing her aching tits against the house. Her cute little ass rotated and her cunt creamed some more.
It was a big let-down for her not to see a prick spit juice. It was even more disappointing when Jimmy Walker started coming. He leaped from the bed and looked like he was doing a dance in the middle of the room. He had the hanky wrapped around his stiff cock and he jerked it hornily as he did a jig. Sheila didn't get to see his prick shoot either!
She was breathless nonetheless, just imagining the boys' cocks shooting that stuff. She clung to the windowsill, watching as her brother quickly gathered up the two hankies.
She saw him push them into the laundry basket and bury them under his other dirty clothes.
"Darn, darn, darn!" she rasped.
She writhed so violently that the trash can toppled over. Somehow she managed to stifle her scream. The trash can fell over and she landed right on her ass on top of a small rock.
"Ow!" she squealed.
She got to her feet rubbing her sore ass. She gazed up at her brother's window. She hadn't been heard. Then she got the trash can and dragged it back to its proper place beside the house.
She went inside, still thinking about the boys' nice, stiff cocks, a dull ache throbbing where her ass had been hurt. Her mother was quick to spot dirt on her dress. Her mother always watched Sheila like a hawk.
"How did you dress get dirty?"
"Huh?" Sheila said. She peered down at herself and saw the spot on the side of her dress. "Oh. I fell."
Then she had to stand there for another sermon. Her mother never asked a question to get an answer. She simply needed excuses to rant and rave.
"Sheila," she scolded. "Don't you think it's about time you acted your age? What were you doing, climbing a tree or something? What if Mr. Ryan or Mr. Turner saw you? Really, Sheila, you have to be careful now. You're outgrowing all your clothes. Besides, a girl shouldn't be climbing trees in a dress. It shows too much of her."
Sheila thought the lecture was over and she moved toward the living room. But her mother wasn't finished.
"By the way, are you wearing undies?"
"Yes, Mother."
"Let me see."
Her mother had been furious the day she discovered that Sheila had gone to school without a bra on.
Sheila turned and lowered the front of her dress, displaying the blackness of her tiny bra. "See?"
"And?" her mother pressed. "Oh, Mother!"
Sheila lifted her dress and let her mother see her small black panties. Then she dropped her dress and left the kitchen.
"Behind her, her mother muttered, "I don't like those scanty things. I don't know why your father permits it."
Sheila was glad to escape the lecture. By the time she got out of the kitchen, the boys had left the house. She saw them through the living room window, horsing around in the front yard. She went straight to Tommy's room.
There she rummaged through the laundry basket and found the sperm-filled hanky her brother had used. She perched her cute ass on the edge of his bed and opened the cloth in her hand.
She studied the glob of goo for a long time, then dipped the tip of one finger in it. She moved her finger around in the milky fluid, wondering at it, marveling at it.
She had been horny when she watched Tommy jack off. Now she was downright raunchy. She suddenly leaned on his bed and wadded the hanky into a prick shape. She held it on the bed and lowered her mouth to it. She stuck her pink tongue out and took a lick, tasting her brother's jism.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned.
Her blue eyes twinkled with lust as she opened her mouth. She took the end of the hanky into her mouth and sucked off all the thick, rich cockcream, swallowing it. She moaned as her lips, tongue and mouth moved on the hanky.
Even as she sucked the cloth, a raunchy thought filled her young mind. She ran from the room clutching the cloth to her tits. She dashed into her own bedroom and shut the door.
She went to her dresser and lifted her hairbrush. Around the handle she wrapped the hanky. Giggling, she pranced to her bed and stretched out across it. She spread her lovely legs real wide, pulled her dress way up, and pushed her little panties down.
Her furry young cunt was all wet as she placed the cloth-covered hairbrush handle at her pussy-mouth. She grasped it in both hands, closed her eyes, imagined a cock, then pushed the handle up into her squishy fuck-hole.
"Oh!" she gasped as it slipped between her tight pussy-lips. Her narrow cunt-channel spread and took it in.
A moment later she moaned passionately and started fucking on the bed. Her trembling hands worked the hairbrush handle in and out of her horny cunt as she dreamed of getting fucked. The come-soaked hanky provided her with images of spitting dicks as she fucked herself wildly.
Her pretty ass wiggled on the bed, then humped and twisted as her passions soared. Her ripe young tits hardened and her pink nipples throbbed as her pussy devoured the hairbrush.
Seconds later she gasped and whimpered and moaned as her hot pussy-juices flowed. She drew her feet up onto the bed and braced herself to throw her pussy into the air and screw it around on the drilling hairbrush handle.
Her head rocked to and fro as her eyes rolled in her head. Her belly heaved and her cunt humped. Burning juices flooded her horny pussy as she fucked feverishly, getting herself off some good ones.
As she came, her mind was filled with thoughts of her brother's stiff, spitting prick-even though she had not seen it shoot, in her mind she could see it shooting-shooting right up her twat!
Her pussy-mouth clamped around the fucking sex-toy and she pretended her cunt was fucking Tommy's rigid fuck-pole. How stiff his prick had been! How horny he had gotten, jerking himself off! How violently he had come, shivering and shaking as his cock exploded into the hanky.
"Ohhhmmmmm," she moaned, shuddering with pleasure.
CHAPTER TWO
The next time Sheila saw her brother, it was at the dinner table, and all she could think of was how he looked naked with a stiff cock. Her pussy felt so creamy that she didn't dare look into his eyes.
"What are you so quiet about?" her mother asked. "What are you planning now? Trying to get out this evening, I suppose."
"No, I-"
"You okay, kitten?" her father asked, concerned.
She smiled at him and nodded. Tommy caught her eyes and wrinkled his nose up at his mother when no one was looking. Sheila giggled, and her brother gave her a nice smile.
They ate dinner in silence then, except for the adult chit-chat between the parents. Sheila was thankful to have such a nice dad. He always managed to keep her mother occupied with talk, to keep her from picking on the kids so much.
Wilma Drake was a bitch, as far as Sheila was concerned. When-she wasn't nagging her husband, she was spying on her kids, always interfering with their fun.
Dan Drake was a good man. To Sheila, he was the best father in the whole world. He let her do things even after her mother told her she couldn't. He was neat.
Sheila finished her dinner. Her mind was totally occupied by thoughts of her sexy brother's nice, stiff prick. She felt hornier now than before and she couldn't help glancing up at Tommy now and then. Her fertile mind kept flashing on the big prick between his legs. It made her smile to think that all she had to do was lift her foot and press it against his crotch.
I wonder what he would do? she thought, staring at her plate. He'd be shocked, I bet. Would he say anything? I could slip my foot out of my shoe and wiggle my toes all over his cock! Would he like that?
But what if I made him shoot? she wondered. Golly! Just imagine his stiff prick spitting goo into his pants because my foot jerked him off! Golly!
The thought made her giggle.
Her mother looked stern.
"Stop snickering and eat your dinner."
Sheila quickly finished the last of her meal. She wondered why her mother was such a grouch, so afraid of sex, so bitchy. Was she sick, or what? How could daddy stand her?
Sheila well knew that her mother often tortured her father in bed. One night Sheila had overheard her dad beg for some sex, but her mother claimed a headache and wouldn't give the poor guy any relief. Sheila thought that was mean. Her mother could at least have sucked him off or something!
Sheila was definitely in a pensive mood, and she went to her room that way. Her father watched her walk away and he turned to Wilma.
"What's the matter with her?" he asked.
"Don't ask me," his wife replied gruffly. "She doesn't confide in me. You ought to know. She's your little darling!"
"Wilma, for God's sake..."
He stopped short for Tommy's sake. Tommy suddenly felt unwanted.
"Excuse me," Tommy said, pushing away from the table.
He went to Sheila's room. Anytime the tension mounted in the house, he and Sheila usually stuck together. With a mother like theirs, they had to find their fun together whenever they could. The circumstances in the Drake home drew them closer together.
Tommy entered Sheila's bedroom and found her sitting on the edge of her bed.
"You okay, Sheila?" he asked.
"Yes. Why?"
"Well, you seem-moody."
"I'm just thinking," she said.
Tommy settled on the bed with her and gazed at her. "About what?"
His closeness untied Sheila's tongue and released her inhibitions. She looked right at him. "Have you ever screwed a girl?"
Tommy could see that she was serious, not teasing. "No," he said just as seriously.
"Do you want to?" Sheila queried. "Don't you simply ache to screw?"
"Well, I sure want to sometimes," Tommy confessed, "but I don't ache about it. Why? Do you ache?"
"Yes," Sheila said. "Something fierce. Sometimes all I can think about is a stiff prick pushing into my pussy."
"Jeez!" Tommy gasped. He licked his lips. "I guess I'm just not as horny as you are."
Sheila's eyes ran over him. "Have you ever seen a girl's pussy?" she asked.
Tommy blushed. "I don't wanna talk about that," he said sheepishly.
"Oh, come on, Tommy, you can tell me," Sheila coaxed. "Have you ever seen a pussy all hot and wet and aching for a prick?"
"Heck, no!"
"Would you like to see one?" she asked.
Tommy couldn't believe his ears, but the look in his pretty sister's eyes told him all he needed to know.
"Jeez, Sheila, you mean it?" he gasped. His prick started erecting between his legs.
"Uh-huh. I'll let you see my pussy if you'll show me your prick."
Her hands moved to the edge of her dress and she hiked it up on her thighs. Sheila was usually a shy girl, but her flagrant desire to see her brother's prick turned her into a raunchy nymph.
Tommy gawked as she stood up and raised her dress. She smiled and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties.
All she had to do now was to push her panties all the way down and her pussy would be in full view. Tommy stared at the crotch of her panties. That spot was moist.
Sheila giggled, liking the way he was looking at her.
"Come on," she panted.
She waited for him to open his pants. He stood up and unzipped his fly, ready to show and tell. As Sheila lowered her panties, Tommy undid his belt. His pants slipped down to his feet and Sheila stared hotly at the bulge in his tight shorts. The bulge was long and thick and throbbing.
As Sheila pushed her panties down, her soft, golden pussy-hair rose over the waistband. Her cunt throbbed, eager for stroking. Her hips writhed as she lowered her panties down below her knees. She stepped out of them and parted her legs. Her pussy was naked and pink.
"Jeez!" Tommy gasped, seeing a pussy for the first time.
He stood frozen, and Sheila found herself eyeing his bulge while her brother feasted his eyes on her furry young twat.
"Tommy! You now!" she gasped hotly, eagerly. "Show me your cock!"
Tommy suddenly shoved his shorts down. He sat on the bed and pushed them all the way to his feet. Then his prick stood straight up between his legs. Sheila's eyes devoured it, watched it, followed its every jolt and throb.
"Open your legs," she breathed.
Tommy leaned back on the bed and spread his legs for her. She seemed to really want to look at his cock. Her eyes traveled up and down his crotch, admiring his prick and especially his balls and tight ass-cheeks.
She stared at her brother's rigid fuck-pole and balls. Her eyes were glued to them. If Tommy had looked into her eyes, he would have seen raw female lust there.
"I wanna see your pussy," Tommy said.
Sheila smiled and parted her legs so he could examine her cunt. Now he could see her puffy cunt-lips and, between them, a small protuberance which he knew to be a girl's clit.
"Where does a cock go in?" he asked, wondering why he couldn't see her fuck-hole.
Sheila laughed lightly at his ignorance. Then she dragged a chaii; over and put one foot up on it. She reached down and her pussy opened like a hungry little mouth.
Now Tommy could see the entrance to her pink fuck-tunnel and he liked what he saw.
Sheila liked what she saw, too. The sight of her naked pussy seemed to make her brother's prick grow thicker and wilder. She stared at his erect boner and felt her cunt twitch hungrily. And she knew then that she really wanted his nice cock up her pussy!
"Golly, Tommy," she breathed, ogling his dick, "I didn't know you could get so big! Does it always jerk around like that?"
"Only when I'm horny."
"Does seeing my cunt make you that way?" Sheila cooed. "Watching your prick sure makes me horny!"
Sheila felt a wave of pleasure course through her body. No one had ever gazed so hotly at her pussy before. And this was her own brother eyeing it!
Her pleasure turned to pure lust. She liked looking at her brother's prick. And she felt absolutely horny from displaying her twat.
"How does it feel to have a pussy?" Tommy asked. "I mean, it must be something to have boys dying to touch it all the time."
Sheila smiled slowly and inched her cunt forward. "You can feel it if you want to."
She liked petting her pussy and she knew that if he touched it, it would feel even better than her own fingers.
"You mean it?" Tommy rasped hotly, staring at his sister's furry young twat.
Sheila looked at him, waiting, offering her naked cunt. Tommy swallowed and reached out. His fingers trembled just inches from her fur.
"Don't stop now," Sheila urged. "Play with it."
When her brother's fingers touched her puffy cunt-lips, Sheila almost fainted. He stroked her pussy so gently, so lovingly, so smoothly. It felt much nicer than when she played with it.
"It's silky," Tommy said as he stroked his fingers over her cunt-slit.
Sheila peered down and watched what he was doing to her cunt. It thrilled her to see it as well as feel it.
Tommy trailed his fingertips along the swells of her cunt-lips for a moment longer. Then he explored her clit by catching it between his thumb and forefinger. He gave it a gentle squeeze. Sheila gasped, and her pussy quivered. That encouraged her brother, and he tweaked her clit a few more times, watching her cunt wiggle and writhe. Her soft pussy squirmed against his fingers.
His fingertip accidentally probed her fuck-hole and her cunt jerked forward as if to gobble it up.
"Jeez!" Tommy rasped hotly. "It wants my finger!"
Sheila was breathless, unable to speak for a second as her pussy-hole squirmed against his teasing fingertip.
"Tommy," she breathed suddenly, "I want to play with your prick while you play with me."
"But-how?"
"Lay back on the bed," she panted.
She helped him down onto his back. Breathing hotly, she climbed onto the bed and knelt over his face. Her face hovered above his throbbing, wet prick.
"There," she sighed, taking his cock into her hand. "Now we can play with each other at the same time."
"Jeez!" Tommy gasped, peering at her furry cunt. Now he could plainly see the hole where a cock goes. He reached up and stuck his finger in it. His pretty sister jerked and moaned when he did that, so he slid his finger in and out of her cunt, making her moan some more. It worked.
As Tommy explored her pussy, Sheila got busy with his erect, throbbing prick. She grasped it gently between her thumb and fingertip and worked it up and down, just to watch it grow thick and throb hotly. She soon found out that she could slide his foreskin up and down over his bulging cockhead.
"Golly," she breathed, staring at his pulsing prick, "it must be nice to own a cock. Every girl in the world wants one of these up her pussy!"
Her hand slipped down along his cock-shaft to his hot young nuts. It was none too soon. If she had kept toying with his prick-head. Tommy's cock would have spewed furiously all over the place.
"Your nuts are so cute," Sheila observed, toying with them. "I've always wanted to see a boy's balls up close. Does this feel good?"
"Yeahhhhh!" her brother replied. "How about this?"
"Mmmmmm, yessss," Sheila said as he fucked his finger in and out of her pussy.
Both of them were writhing their hips, enjoying the feelings in their exposed genitals.
Tommy tried to get his sister to play with his cock again.
"Sheila," he groaned, thrusting his dick upward, "jerk my prick some more."
"Oh!" Sheila gasped, grabbing his rigid fuck-pole. "Is it going to shoot?"
Tommy grunted and his hips twisted on the bed. "If you keep tugging at it like that," he rasped.
A small bead of clear liquid bubbled up from the little hole at the end of his prick. Sheila remembered what her brother had done with it earlier and she smeared it down the length of his cock-shaft. Then she closed her fist around his prick and pumped it slowly up and down.
"Do you like this?" she teased, knowing damned well that it was the greatest feeling he'd ever had in his cock.
"Keep jerking it!" Tommy wailed hornily.
"Are-are you going to come?" Sheila gasped, jacking his dick faster.
"Yes!" the boy hollered.
To help it along, he started thrusting his hips up and fucking his stiff prick in and out of Sheila's tight fist, using her hand for a twat.
Sheila soon caught on to what a boy needed. She started pumping his prick with a passion. She got more and more excited as he fingered her cunt and fucked her hand.
"Jeez!" Tommy yelped, and his prick exploded. A thick wad of his jism shot out of his dick and crashed against Sheila's chin.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped. To prevent any further mess being made, she plunged her mouth down over his jolting, shooting prick.
"Holy cow!" the boy howled. He grit his teeth and fucked his spitting prick in and out of his sister's suddenly sucking mouth.
Something came over Sheila. Just the feeling of a boy's cock jerking in her mouth and shooting so furiously made her want to suck harder. She whimpered softly and squirmed her cunt against Tommy's hand as she bobbed her pretty head up and down the stiff shaft of his prick.
Her little tongue went into action, too. It swirled around his bulging cockhead and forced his dick to gush violently. She gulped down his thick jism and sucked feverishly on his prick to keep it shooting.
"Holy cow!" Tommy gasped then. "I didn't know you sucked cock!"
Sheila sat beside him and gazed in wonder at his soaked cock. "I never did until now," she panted. She licked her lips slowly, in awe of his prick. "I didn't know it would be like that."
"Me neither," her brother admitted. "Jeez, I never got sucked off before! That was so good, Sheila. You should suck cock more often."
"Do you really think so?" she purred.
"It was terrific!"
"Would you like me to suck you off again?" she giggled. She reached over and played with his shrinking prick. It got stiff again.
"Would ya?" Tommy gasped.
"If you want me to, and..."
"And, what?" he urged.
"Well, a girl likes to come, too, you know."
"Oh, you want me to stick my finger in your cunt while you blow me?" Tommy asked.
Sheila giggled again. "No. I want you to put your tongue up me while I suck you off."
"My tongue? Up your pussy?" the boy rasped. Then it dawned on him that that was what eating pussy meant. "Oh! You want me to eat you!"
"Yes," Sheila cooed. "Will you?"
"Okay," Tommy agreed, "if you suck me off until I come in your mouth."
"Don't worry about that," Sheila cooed, straddling his head as she'd done before. "You're going to come plenty!"
When Tommy slipped his tongue up into her juicy fuck-hole, Sheila's face twisted into a mask of erotic pleasure. Her breath quickened and her lips parted for his throbbing young prick.
"Mmmmm," she moaned softly, taking his cock up into her mouth as he wildly sucked her pussy.
Brother and sister had no time for finesse. They were horny, hungry and hot. Love-starved and needing one another desperately, they clung to each other and ate heartily. Tommy's arms slipped around his sister's wiggly waist and he held on for dear life as he nibbled her twisting pussy and screwed his aching prick up into her sucking young mouth.
Suddenly, Sheila mashed her cunt down on his mouth and whimpered. Tommy knew she was about to come. Remembering what older boys whispered about cunt-eating, he shafted his tongue up into her squishy little fuck-hole and got her off a good one.
Sheila moaned loudly and writhed violently on his face as she sucked his rigid fuck-pole rapidly. Her quivers had hardly passed when Tommy groaned as his prick blasted big spurts of come into his sister's sexy mouth.
Then Tommy licked her wet pussy as she swallowed all his jism. He found that he liked the taste of pussy-juice, and he vowed to lick pussy every chance he got.
But when Sheila finished sucking his prick and got off him, he suddenly climbed from the bed and got dressed.
There didn't seem to be anything for Sheila to do but get into her panties.
"That was nice, wasn't it?" she asked, gazing at him curiously.
Tommy looked at her for a minute. "Jeez, Sheila, I don't know how we got to do that sort of thing. What if mom or dad walked in? I mean, I'm your brother!"
"You're a boy," Sheila corrected. "And a horny one. Don't be so silly. We didn't fuck, did we? What's wrong with licking each other a little?"
"I don't even want to think about it," Tommy said. "And we'd better not do it again. Jeez, I can't believe we did that!"
That night, in her bed, Sheila was sorry that Tommy had felt embarrassed by her cocksucking and his pussy-eating. Even so, when she thought of his tongue up her twat and her mouth on his stiff, shooting prick, it made finger-fucking her own cunt much more pleasurable.
CHAPTER THREE
Sheila felt as if she'd discovered the magic of sex with her brother. She had done with Tommy some of the horny things she'd wanted to do with boyfriends but never had the nerve. Tommy was her secret lover, even if he did say they couldn't do sexy things any more.
Every time she saw him, her tits lifted and her pussy got hot. So it was no wonder that she cock-teased him a lot and tried to get him to eat her again. But her efforts were in vain.
Tommy was scared.
He promised himself that he would never again do such things with his sister. Naturally, he thought of Sheila's pussy when he jerked off. But he avoided being alone with her. She was such a horny girl!
One afternoon, he found her waiting for him in his room. "Hey! What are you doing in here?"
"You know very well," Sheila replied.
"Well, you can just leave."
"Why are you being so mean to me?" Sheila asked. "You like my cunt, don't you? You haven't even seen my tits yet. You want to see them, don't you?"
Tommy gazed at his sister's ripe, jutting tits, then at her sexy, pouting mouth.
"Just go away, will ya?" he said. It was a plea.
Sheila smiled knowingly. "You don't really want me to go. You're just being silly. We can have lots of fun, Tommy."
"You'd better get out of here before I call mom," he said.
"Oh, sure!" Sheila laughed, sitting on his bed. "And are you going to tell her you licked my pussy and that I sucked your prick?"
Sheila saw that he kept glancing at her parted thighs, and she thought she just might be able to get at his cock again.
"Let's eat each other again," she whispered.
"No!" Tommy choked.
"Yes, Tommy. You know you liked my mouth on your prick."
"Stop cock-teasing me, Sheila," he rasped.
He turned his back and hurried out of the room, his prick throbbing hard in his pants.
Sheila's face dropped and a deep sadness overcame her. She didn't want sex with other boys now. She ached for her brother, who had been the very first to suck her cunt and to pump a load of jism down her throat.
She saw herself in the mirror and shuddered. Clearly, something had to be done. If this kept on, she'd be a jangle of nerves like her mother. There was only one thing to do. Fuck! But-with whom?
Little did she knew that she had hit on the central problem in the Drake household. Nor did she knew that her fuck-needs were going to be met in wild and woolly ways.
When she emerged from Tommy's room, the argument was already in progress in her parents' room. Sheila didn't have to eavesdrop. Her mother and father were practically yelling at each other.
"Give me one good reason!" her dad bellowed.
"Because I can't!" her mom yelled back at him. "Try to understand!"
"Understand!" Dan Drake barked. "All I understand is that I haven't had a piece of ass in months!"
Sheila's ears burned. She'd never heard her dad use that expression. And she hadn't known he'd gone without sex for so long!
Poor daddy, she thought.
"Stop feeling sorry for yourself," Wilma Drake said angrily. "You do all right with those filthy books you read!"
"Wilma, that's not the same thing. I need you! I need your pussy, for God's sake! What's come over you. Why can't you just lay down and open your legs?"
There followed a moment of utter silence. Sheila strained her ears. But then her mother spoke in a weary tone.
"I don't want to argue any more, Dan," she said. "I'm up to here with your complaining. Sex is all you ever think about. I'm going to spend a few days at my sister's. You and the kids will have to get along without me for a while."
Sheila's heart skipped a beat. For some strange reason it delighted her that her mother was leaving. Sheila would have her dad to herself.
Her parents came out of their room in a hurry. Her dad carried a suitcase out to the car. Her mother followed him. neither had a word to say to Sheila. A moment later, the car drove away.
Sheila sat in her father's recliner chair. She leaned back in it and draped her pretty legs over the arms, splaying her thighs. Her hands met at the crotch of her little panties, and she worked her pussy into a lather as she sat musing.
Her dad was taking her mother to the bus depot. He'd be back. Alone.
Just the two of us, she thought. Like husband and wife.
She giggled at the wicked thought, and her slim fingers stole inside her panties to diddle her cunt.
Could she get her dad to fuck her? It was the perfect solution, she was sure. He was terribly horny for pussy-and she was terribly horny for cock!
He needs me, she thought. It's the least I can do for him. God, but his cock must be giant!
She wiggled her ass in the chair to get her finger up her cunt. She finger fucked herself slowly as she wondered how she could get her father to screw her.
He won't just come home and want to fuck me, she realized. I need a plan. Some way to-what's that word?-seduce him.
Her fertile imagination worked overtime. Her twat reached a feverish pitch and its horny need triggered an idea.
She climbed out of the chair and pranced into the kitchen. She got her mom's big cookbook and searched its pages. With her cunt steaming, she planned a special dinner for her dad.
She was halfway prepared when her brother showed up. He startled her. In her eagerness to fill her cunt with her father's enormous boner, she had completely forgotten about Tommy.
"What the heck are you doing?" he asked.
"Fixing dinner," Sheila said. She put her hands on his shoulders. "Look, Tommy, mom and dad had another fight. She's gone to Aunt Sally's. Poor daddy looked terrible. So I'm fixing him something special."
Tommy's eyes were fixed on her half-naked, thrusting tits. They looked awfully excited. "Is that all you're fixing for him?"
"Tommy!" she gasped. "How can you even think such a thing!"
"Easy," her brother replied. "If you're hungry for my prick, you must be starved for one dad's size."
"Oh, you brat," Sheila said, giving him a push. "You're wicked."
"Speaking of me," Tommy said with a sly grin, "Where do I fit in?"
"Go get my purse," she replied.
"Yahoo!" the kid yelped, and dashed out of the room. When he returned all excited with Sheila's purse, she gave him ten dollars.
"Ten bucks!" he gasped.
"That's a lot of babysitting there."
"Yeah," he agreed. "You must really want to be alone with dad."
"Just go, will you?" Sheila said. "Eat at Burger King and put in a movie or two. Don't worry about getting home. Mom isn't here to get on your case."
Tommy started away, but he turned at the door and studied his sister for a moment. She had sure grown up in the last year, he realized. And she'd developed one helluva sex life!
"Sheila," he said, "are you going to fuck dad?"
"Tommy!"
"I was just wondering. Mom hasn't screwed him since January. If you wanted to give him your pussy, I think it would be neat."
Sheila's eyes roamed his face. "You wouldn't think I was weird?"
Tommy thought about that for a minute, then he laughed. "I think Linda Stanton is fucking her dad-and her two brothers."
"Really? How do you know?"
"Her brother Ron told me." His eyes traveled over his sister's luscious young body. "It wouldn't be so weird if you fucked dad. I think a lot of girls do that. Nobody talks about it is all."
Sheila smiled. "Daddy needs some special attention. He's been under a strain with mom."
"Yeah," Tommy said, opening the door.
He hesitated once more and smiled at his sister. "You're really neat." Then he left. That made Sheila feel good, and she hummed a happy tune as she worked. She whipped up eggs, chopped onions, and smoothed the white sauce free of lumps. She felt grown-up, just like a woman. She played with the idea of making a dessert, but knew there wasn't enough time.
Turning the stove up, she put the meatloaf and souffl� into the oven, then stood back feeling proud of herself.
Then she pranced to her bedroom where she hastily stripped. She hurried into the bathroom. She had read an article in a women's magazine about how women prepare for seduction.
She did a little pirouette in front of the bathroom mirror, admiring her maturing young body. When the tub was ready, she sat in it and stretched her slender legs out languidly and admired their beauty.
She soaped the washcloth and ran it up and down her creamy white arms. She felt proud of her tits because they were growing nicely. She moved the soft washcloth to them and rubbed it around and around on them. Her ripe pink nipples stood up immediately and she giggled, fingering them. Thoughts of her handsome father occupied her young mind, and she wondered if he would notice that she wasn't a little girl any more. Her hands left her jutting tits and smoothed the washcloth over the velvety softness of her belly.
The fingers of one hand slipped lower, to the wedge of furry blonde hair at the juncture of her thighs. She opened her legs wide and sighed as she lightly rubbed the tiny bud of her clit. She jerked a little when she touched it.
She slipped lower in the water and hunched her pussy up so she could rub it better. Her eyes closed, and she thought of her father's big cock trying to get into her fuck-hole as she eased her finger up into her cunt. She came right away, and it felt so good that she continued finger-fucking herself. She came three times, thrashing wildly in the bath water and moaning hornily as her hand plundered between her flailing legs.
By the time she got her breath back, she ached for her father's prick. She climbed out of the tub, whimpering. Her pussy quivered as she dried it.
She padded naked into her bedroom, humming softly. She sat at her dresser and made her eyes sexy with mascara. She didn't put on any lipstick. She left her lips naked and pouting, like the lips of her sweet pussy. But she dabbed on some My Sin perfume.
She made a cute pony-tail of her blonde hair and tied it with a length of soft blue ribbon, then pulled bouncy spit curls down to tickle her ears. Satisfied with what she saw in her mirror, she got up and went to the closet. She pulled out her Sunday church-going white dress and slipped into it. When she zipped it up in back, it clung to her ripe, thrusting tits and swished teasingly around her creamy white thighs.
If she had wanted to surprise her father, she certainly did a good job of it. When Dan Drake saw what his daughter had done for him, he was genuinely impressed.
"Baby," he said warmly, throwing an arm around her shoulders and hugging her to him, "you didn't have to do all this!"
"I wanted to," Sheila said sweetly. "Come on. Eat with me."
Her father sat opposite her at the table and expressed greater appreciation. "The good linen. Candles. You really did it up big, kitten. Thank you." He looked around. "Uhhh, where's Tommy?"
Sheila poured his coffee. "Oh, he's probably out playing. I told him mom went to Aunt Sally's and he ran out. The mice play when the cat's away."
Her father chuckled. "It looks like we're mice, too," he laughed. "This is marvelous, kitten. But your mother would have a fit if she knew you could do all this on your own. She claims you can't do anything right in the kitchen."
"Let's not talk about her," Sheila said.
"Right!" her dad agreed with another chuckle, and he dug into his plate with gusto.
Sheila's heart started racing as she ate. She glanced at her father often and just the sight of him made her blood run hot. She was really going to do it, and she knew it. Somehow she was going to make him. Her father was going to be her lover. She was actually going to have his cock in her hand. It made her tremble to think how big it must be compared to Tommy's!
"Are you chilly?" her father asked.
"Huh? Oh. No."
"Come on in the living room," he said after the hearty meal. "It's warmer in there. Leave the dishes."
Sheila's romantic mood needed soft music, so she turned on the stereo. She played her father's favorite record, not rock and roll, which he hated.
She'd already set the room up with soft lights, and now she settled on the sofa and patted the spot next to her. Her father automatically sat beside her, forgetting about his recliner.
The meal and the music lulled her father into a state of luxurious relaxation. He stretched his legs out in front of him and slipped an arm around Sheila's shoulders. She purred softly and cuddled into the crook of his arm, nestling her small back against his powerful chest. She rested her head back against his shoulder.
"Mmmmm, feels good," her father said. "That was one helluva meal, kitten."
His hand dangled loosely just above her right tit. Sheila slowly and carefully inched it upward until his fingertips rested lightly on her naked flesh.
She couldn't see his face so he glanced down into her dress and liked what he saw. He let his fingertips rest on the top of her firm young tit and liked that feeling, too. How delicate and lithe she was, he thought. Such a pretty little thing. Not a kid any more, he noticed. Her tits looked almost juicy enough to suck.
His lazy eyes dropped to her parted thighs. Her dress was so short there. He swallowed nervously. He suddenly became aware of her breathing and the rise and fall of her luscious young tits. To his surprise, his cock erected in his pants!
Startled by his reaction to his pretty daughter's sexy body, he tried to get some distance between them. But Sheila pushed back against him, pinning him there.
"Isn't this nice, dad?" she cooed breathlessly. "I've been looking forward to being alone with you. I mean, you work so hard and all, and we hardly get to see you. It feels good to be here like this."
She dropped her arm along his thigh. Her fingers touched his knee. Her elbow pressed right on his stiffening boner!
"Are you comfy?"
"Uhh, yes. Yes, I am," her father stammered. He glanced down at her elbow against his cock. Did she know what she was leaning against? "How about you?"
"Mmmmmm, I'm just fine," she purred, and her elbow moved a little against the thickness of his cockshaft.
The rise of her tits, the curves of her thighs, the pressure of her elbow against his hard-on, plus the months without sex, all came together to overwhelm him with incredible lust for his pretty little girl.
At first the lewdness of his desire shocked him, but Sheila was so cuddly, so soft and feminine, so comfortable against him that the frightening part of his desire became a healthy, beautiful feeling.
He sat breathing heavily for a moment, torn by new emotions. His sudden lust was softened by love. A moment later, his love was peppered by renewed lust. His prick jolted beneath Sheila's slowly moving elbow and he suddenly realized the mind-boggling fact of the matter: his pretty, teenaged daughter was actually rubbing her elbow against his prick!
Sheila felt his body go tense and it scared her. Would he pull away now? Would he get mad because she was cock-teasing him? She had to do something before the situation went awry.
"Daddy," she purred. "Dance with me."
She rose to her feet graciously and took his hand. He started to protest because he was profoundly aware of the size of his rigid cock. But he let his daughter pull him to his feet and press against him.
They danced in absolute silence, pressing closer and closer together with each movement, until finally, Sheila's hungry little cunt was squirming against the base of his stiff, throbbing dick. She squeezed her tight young tits against his chest and clung to his neck as he moved her around the floor.
They both closed their eyes. They began to breathe faster. Slowly but surely, their dancing grew less active. Then, for the duration of an entire song, they stood in place, gently rocking, dry-humping one another.
There could be no more doubt in Dan Drake's mind that he was horny out of his mind for his nubile daughter's pussy. Nor could he escape the startling fact that his daughter was trying to get him to fuck her!
"Sheila," he rasped into her cute little ear.
His prick jerked wildly against her crotch and she quivered in his arms.
"Ohhh, daddy," she whispered hotly.
CHAPTER FOUR
There was nothing to be said. Dan Drake took his daughter's hand in his and led her down the hallway. Sheila followed docilely, her tits and cunt buzzing with anticipation.
Every fiber of her being told her it was going to happen. At last! Her daddy was going to fuck her!
Desperate as she was with her own fuck-needs, any reluctance she might have had completely vanished. The minute they entered her room, she turned to her father and moved into his protective, loving arms. Her father held her against him, with his cheek pressed against her soft, perfumed hair and his rigid, throbbing dick pounding a slow tattoo against her crotch.
A hazy vertigo overcame Sheila as she moved her thighs against her father's pulsing prick. It felt so good up against her hot, moist cunt. She squirmed. She grew dizzy with desire and hardly knew when her dad moved her to the bed.
She lay down across the bed, feeling heady. Her father lay down beside her and smoothed locks of her hair away from her forehead. Then his eyes roamed up and down her luscious body and for the first time he saw, not his little girl, but a horny teenager with anxious thighs and quivering young tits.
"You're beautiful," he murmured, pressing his hot lips to her ear.
"Mmmmmm," Sheila moaned. It thrilled her to hear her wonderful dad say that to her. It made her feel all warm and lovable.
His lips remained against her ear. His hot breath burned her. Then she felt the tip of his tongue giving little licks around her ear-lobe. She whimpered softly.
Her father's hand slipped around her. He gently rolled her body toward him. With suddenly trembling fingers, he pulled down the zipper of her little dress. His hand came back around and his face lifted. His eyes danced over her pretty face, then fell to her thrusting tits.
He peeled the dress down, baring her mouth-watering nubile tits, and he was delighted to see them totally naked. No bra. Just two lovely mounds of creamy flesh tipped by cute pink, spiking nipples.
With a sudden anxiousness that thrilled Sheila, he lowered her dress down the length of her curvy body. Sheila moaned.
Then she lay completely nude, smooth as marble, lovely as a statue of the most beautiful teenager in America. She could see her father's utter worship in his eyes and a sense of pride mixed with her feelings of sensuous love. How beautiful he made her feel!
The sexual tension in the room mounted rapidly as her father's eyes devoured every lovely inch of her full exposed young body. Sheila fought for breath as she raised one hand and snaked her arm around his neck. Trembling, whimpering, she urged his mouth down into hers. They kissed hotly.
When her father's tongue invaded her mouth, Sheila moaned and her tongue gave his lots of sudden, electrifying licks. She couldn't help herself. She wanted very much to lick him-anywhere!
Her licking tongue triggered his hand, and it settled on her creamy white thigh. Her soft flesh quivered beneath his touch and she moaned around his tongue.
He pushed more of his tongue into her soft, sexy mouth and breathed deeply of her perfume as his fingers slithered upward along her thigh. They traveled to her curly pussy-fur, then inched downward to her cunt.
Sheila whimpered softly and erotically as her father slipped the tip of his middle finger between her tight pussy-lips. As his fingertip moved toward her cunt-hole, Sheila moaned and her legs started parting.
A moment later she sucked on his tongue and hunched her pussy upward. Her father's big finger touched her pussy-mouth, then eased up into her squirming fuck-hole.
"Mmmmmm!" Sheila groaned through the heady kiss.
Hearing her sound of acceptance, her father wormed his big finger deep into her soft, velvety cunt and buried it in her body.
Sheila's lithe young hips jerked when his fingertip nudged her womb, and when his thumb pressed against her love-button, she bounced.
Her moans and whimpers and the jerks and quivers of her luscious body encouraged him constantly. His chest pressed down on her jutting, thrusting tits. His hard-on throbbed violently against her thigh. And his finger fucked in and out of her tight, clenching little pussy.
Sheila lashed his probing tongue with hers. She arched her hard tits upward and rubbed them against his powerful chest. Her leg writhed against his enormous boner. And she humped her pussy on his thrilling finger, hunching her clit against his thumb.
Her father felt his enormous boner jerk in his pants and leak a drop of pre-cum. He felt his daughter's pussy grow damp on his drilling finger.
"My little girl," he murmured, moving his hot mouth to her ear. "Baby... princess... my kitten... Sheila, you're absolutely gorgeous."
Sheila purred when he whispered these lovely things. How horny he was for her! How stiff his big cock was against her leg! How hungry her pussy was now for him!
His tongue swirled into her ear and made her wiggle and moan. Her cunt tensed for a moment as his probing finger touched a special spot deep inside, and she fucked on his digit for a moment.
Suddenly her hands curled into his hair. She pulled his head down, and he thought she wanted him to suck her ripe young tits. He stuck his tongue out and started licking her spiking pink nipples for her, but no sooner did he begin than her hands pushed him lower.
His cock throbbed violently then as he realized that his panting, moaning little girl wanted his mouth on her sweet, juicy pussy.
He didn't tease her. He went straight for her clit, which he kissed, licked and sucked until it was engorged with blood and Sheila was whimpering with intense pleasure.
When the tip of his tongue found her fuck-hole so tight and narrow he wondered if his whopping cock would ever fit in there. Breathing hotly, he stabbed an inch of his tongue into the crevice of her cunt and wiggled it up into her clenching little pussy-hole.
"Oh, daddy!" Sheila gasped.
A violent quiver rushed through her body, tossing her ass hotly on the bed. The movement sent her fuck-hole down on his tongue and she got what she wanted. His tongue shafted up into her cunt and she came immediately-and violently.
"Ohhh!" she cried.
Sheila thrashed on the bed as her father deliberately sucked her out. He grasped her delightful ass-cheeks and squeezed the hell out of them as he fucked his big tongue in and out of her humping, squirming fuck-hole.
"Daddy, daddy..." she whimpered, coming hard.
Shivers of erotic pleasure coursed through her lovely young body, making her ass, tits and cunt look highly attractive and ready for anything.
The cunt-lapping was the best of her life because it was her own special daddy doing the lapping, and it was the best for him because it was his own special little girl whom he was eating.
"Ohhhh!" she squealed.
His tongue darted up into her fuck-hole like a snake striking. She felt a ripple of raw lust as his big tongue streaked in and out and plunged and wiggled inside her cunt.
"Ewww, yessss!"she shrieked when his tongue slithered up into the steamy tunnel of her pussy.
Sheila shuddered with excitement and humped her cunt convulsively. His tongue was like an electric probe in her pussy, jolting her lower body with shocks of power. He caressed her ass and rammed his thick tongue all the way in her quivering cunt-channel. He wiggled it deep in her burning wetness.
"Oh, my God!" she screamed when his tongue filled her cunt and his upper teeth scraped over her stiff, quivery clit in a rhythm designed to drive her mad.
She cried out in a fit of passionate desire, humping her pussy hornily on his fucking tongue. She clenched her tingling, rippling cunt around his thick, plunging tongue and held him prisoner as her hips, ass and cunt thrashed and humped and thrust hornily.
"Suck it!" she whimpered, shivering from head to toe. "Ohhh, I don't care if you are my father! Suck my pussy, Daddy! Ohhh, how you lick me!"
Her senses whirled. What was right and wrong? She didn't know how she was supposed to react to her own father sucking her twat. Instinctively, she loved it. Her pussy needed pleasure and there was a grown man down there eating the hell out of her cunt. What more could she think of?
Her climax came in a great flood of juicy liquid that startled her.
"Ohhh, all the finger-fucking in the world can't make me come like this!"
It was her finest orgasm and she knew it instinctively. Her father's marvelous tongue and sucking mouth did the trick for her.
Her cunt-tunnel shuddered and flooded with rush after rush of scalding pussy-juice. Erotic thrills coursed through her trembling young body until she was quivering violently. Her cunt-mouth spasmed, sucking hungrily on her daddy's searing tongue, pulling it right into the fiery depths of her silky, velvety, cummy cunt. She wanted it all, and she got it.
Sheila's eyes closed and her mouth opened for air. She gasped and moaned, tortured by her father's mouth as his teeth and tongue raped her snatch. When her cummy quivers slowed, he withdrew his tongue from her fuck-hole and washed it upward to her tingling little clit. An electric shock jolted her as he sucked the swollen, extended organ. He licked it then, slowly and deliberately, sending his daughter into a deep aura of cummy pleasure.
He lifted his mouth away from her writhing little pussy and gazed up at her. Sheila looked beautiful with her eyes closed in rapture and her mouth opened hornily. Her naked, jutting tits looked delicious. Her moist pussy looked absolutely inviting. He could stand it no longer.
He got to his feet and breathlessly tore his clothes off, letting them fall where they might. His hot eyes roamed the curves and crevices of his daughter's perfect young body. He was going to fuck his daughter like she'd never been fucked in her life.
When he stripped down to his tight shorts, he became aware of Sheila's heavy-lidded gaze. He swallowed nervously and thrust his shorts down, revealing his hairy thighs, big hot balls, and stiff, throbbing cock.
"Oh, my God!" Sheila gasped, seeing the full length of his enormous prick. "It's so big!"
Her father smiled lewdly, detecting both fear and respect in her tiny voice as her blue eyes feasted on his giant cock. His cock scared her, yes, but it also thrilled her. He could see that plainly. His little girl was ready for a man's prick up her twat. Why not her loving father's?
Sheila's body tingled madly, and she craved her father's big dick. Just the sight of his blood-engorged boner swaying lewdly before her eyes was enough to make her whimper for it.
Her father heard his daughter's soft begging sound-the sound of a female animal inviting a mate to fuck her. He got down on the bed with her again, breathing heavily beside her.
His hot hand returned to the curly, furry patch on her pussy. He rubbed her snatch.
With a whimper of submission, Sheila spread her legs wide and offered all of her pussy to him.
"Don't be afraid," he whispered.
Sheila humped her twat against his soothing hand. "I'm not afraid of my own father," she rasped.
He pressed his flat hand against her trembling cunt, cupped it gently, and felt the delicate inner flesh of her pussy pulsate on his palm. He dropped his head to her thrusting tits and started sucking her nipples hard, first one then the other. At the same time, his fingers teased and coaxed her pussy into total readiness for his stiff prick.
His long, thick cock throbbed perilously close to her cunt. His wet cock-head leaked clear fluid onto her pussy-hair. His aching cock-shaft pulsed against her thigh.
"Do you want it, Sheila?" he whispered hotly. "Do you really want me to put it into you?"
Sheila shuddered at the mere thought of him screwing her pussy with his marvelously large prick.
"Ohhh, daddy," she moaned, "fuck me!"
The mounting tensions in Sheila's body shot out in white-hot flashes through her cunt-channel. "God, don't change your mind now!" she gasped. "You've got me so hot!"
Her eyes glazed over and her splayed thighs trembled as her pretty cunt-lips clenched and unclenched like a hungry mouth.
"Don't torture me any more," she breathed hornily, pulling at him. "I want it, I want it! Do it to me, daddy! Ohhh, fuck me, please! Don't be afraid. I want it! God, I want your nice big prick! Give it to me. Now. Please. Ohhhh, daddy, don't wait, don't wait. Push it into my cunt!"
Conflicting emotions tore the man up for a moment. What if he did fuck her? Would she like it? Does she really know what she likes? Or is she just being kind to her father? Maybe she'd grow up to hate men if he fucked her with his oversized cock!
Sheila put his whirling mind to rest. She caressed him and twisted her body so that her furry cunt rubbed right on his swollen, throbbing cock-head.
"Push it in," she rasped hotly. "Daddy, daddy, fuck me. I need it! I've been dying for your prick!"
Dan gritted his teeth against his own overwhelming lust. He knew that he would fuck this horny young chick brutally and wildly, daughter or no daughter.
"Hold onto me," he said in a deep, heavy voice that made Sheila feel she was in the clutches of a wild man.
She obeyed his command. She wrapped her slender arms around him and her fingernails dug into his flesh.
"That's it, kitten," her father groaned.
His breath quickened and he planted the wet end of his gigantic boner against the mouth of her quivering cunt. Sheila gasped as he pressed there.
He wasn't sure about how he should fuck her-hard or easy. His unbounded lust wanted him to shove his big prick up into her helpless cunt and just fuck the hell out of her. But Sheila was his daughter, not just some horny teenager. So he directed his unleased lust to the best of his ability.
He pushed forward against the gulping mouth of Sheila's hungry pussy. Luckily, her cunt was wet. He pushed and the blunt head of his enormous boner wedged into her fuck-hole and lodged solidly in her pussy-mouth.
"Oh!" Sheila squealed.
Her father hesitated, hearing her outcry. Her eyes shot open and she saw that he was troubled.
"Ohhh, daddy!" she gasped. "Don't stop! No matter what I say or do, don't stop!"
"I don't want to hurt you," her father rasped.
"It hurts good!" his little girl cried. "Give it to me! All of it! Ohhhh, daddy, don't torture me like this! Just think of how your big cock feels to me! Give it to me!"
He saw then that his pretty daughter was indeed horny out of her mind to be fucked by him. She genuinely wanted his man-sized prick drilling into her hot little cunt! And she wanted it to be his cock!
Sheila stirred beneath him, her pussy coming alive with fuck-feelings. The awakened fuck-urge in her belly moved to her pussy and activated it. She wanted to fuck.
Something that felt like a big fist was entering her cunt and she knew her wildest dreams were coming true. Her father was going to drive his mighty prick up into her furry young twat.
Dazed by the huge cockhead lodged in her cunt-mouth, Sheila clung to her father and panted hornily. "It's so fucking big!"
Her raunchy statement turned her father on totally. He had never heard his little girl use such a word before. He had never heard any young girl use it. It inflamed him.
Sheila screamed as his enormous boner filled her little pussy then she started quivering and shaking. Her eyes rolled in her head and her tits thrust hard up against his chest and rubbed there anxiously as her pussy clenched on his dick and sucked like a young mouth.
Just the feeling of her beautiful cunt humping on his aching cock drove her father nuts. He buried his face in her soft, sexy hair and whispered hot things to her as he worked his prick in and out of her willing, writhing body.
They both grew quite raunchy, caught up in the moment of passion and lust.
"You're so fucking beautiful," her father panted into her ear, kissing it. "I've thought of you when I was screwing your mother. I couldn't help it."
"Ohhh, Daddy, that's wonderful!" Sheila responded breathlessly. "I've always wondered what your prick was like. I've heard you and mom making love. Sometimes I put my finger up my pussy and made believe you were fucking me."
"Kitten," he groaned.
"Daddy," she rasped.
A moment of utter silence ensued. Her father held his large dick immersed in her writhing pussy. Then he inched it back. When his bulging cockhead was again lodged in her pussy-mouth, he paused there, gasping for breath.
"Your cunt is so tight, baby," he whispered.
His big hands traveled down her body and grasped the firm cheeks of her cute little ass. He lifted her ass up slightly, positioned his cock where he wanted it, and prepared to drive it into her.
"Jesus, I'm going to fuck you!" he said hornily.
To his surprise, Sheila giggled and shivered against him. "Do it, Daddy," she laughed. "Fuck me!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Sheila shrieked as her father's horny prick drove powerfully into her seething, hot cunt. Her father bit into the softness of her neck and fucked wildly and mercilessly into her jerking, twisting body. Ravishing his daughter was pure delight.
Her squirmy cunt squeezed his prick, and he rammed it into her, enjoying the sound of her startled shrieks and horny squeals of delight.
She fucked him just as passionately, her clawing fingers digging into his flesh. She cried out several times as her father's wild cock ravished her pussy.
To Sheila, it felt like his prick had grown twice its size. It felt like it was battering her womb like a big log. She struggled to keep up with his plunges into her pussy, but she was so dazed by his huge cock that she often missed strokes. Their fucking became irregular, wild and hot.
Finally Sheila submitted totally to the screwing, surrendering her pussy to the massive, drilling dick. She gasped hornily and went lax on the bed, giving herself completely to her gasping, fucking father.
Her voluptuous young legs spread wide for him and her pussy opened to his thick, ramming cock. Her breaths came in gasps and her tits heaved hard as her father raped her. His lust-bloated dick throbbed wildly as it drilled in and out of her tight fuck-hole.
His enormous boner pounded her pussy relentlessly and tears came to her eyes-tears of pure joy. She'd often wondered what a man's cock would feel like up her twat. Now she knew, and it delighted her completely. She wept with pleasure and sobbed hornily as her father's prick ramrodded her pussy. Never before had she felt such delicious sexual feelings in her snatch. This fucking was better than anything she'd ever felt.
Her father grunted like an animal on her.
His big hands squeezed her ass-cheeks hard as he shoved his thick cock up into her clenching pussy. Her fingernails scratched his back. She whimpered helplessly and hornily as he screwed her royally.
With his little girl hotly urging him to fuck her faster and harder, with her snug little cunt sucking his drilling cock, Dan Drake felt in full control of the hot situation. Sheila trusted him completely and that gave him a sense of pride in what he was doing to her and for her.
Reassured of the beauty of this fucking, he pulled his cock back, listened to Sheila's whimpers, then plunged with tremendous force into her twat.
Sheila shrieked, then moaned as her father drilled his dick in and out hornily. He crushed her aching tits beneath his powerful chest and rubbed there as he fucked his dick up her fuck-hole.
Both father and daughter gasped now as cock and cunt established a beautiful fucking rhythm. He shoved his thick, throbbing cock in. Sheila humped her pussy up. He pulled back and her ass quivered against the mattress. The room was filled with their muffled animal sounds and the horny music of their wet, sluicing genitals. They burned up with their hot, incestuous fucking.
Sheila moaned with utter pleasure as her father screwed her hornily. Trusting him had paid off in dynamite feelings of delight. Any pain she had been feeling was long gone, replaced by exquisite pleasure and mind-boggling sensations of erotic bliss. She felt filled, completely filled, getting fucked by the nicest prick in the world-her daddy's!
Sheila was thrilled to the core by his pussy-ravaging cock. Her eyelashes fluttered and her pussy palpitated along with her heart. She wanted his thick cock as far up her pussy as she could get it. It felt wonderful up there, pounding away so furiously.
"Ohhhh, Daddy," she panted, screwing her cunt around and around on his plunging prick. "Your cock feels so good in my pussy!"
Her trembling hands moved to the back of his head and she sought his mouth. They kissed hotly. Sheila moaned lasciviously as she humped her horny pussy on his ravaging cock. Her tits buzzed with pleasure.
Her father's dick enlarged in her fucking womb, and he groaned. Sheila felt her come building up rapidly. They fucked faster.
Sheila's horny little ass escaped her father's playful hands as she writhed uncontrollably on the mattress. Her father drilled his dick up into her snatch and the force of it brought her cute ass back up into the air. Once again he filled his hands with her quivery ass-cheeks and plowed his thick cock in and out of her tight, clenching pussy.
As her cunt filled with her father's enlarged prick, Sheila felt a mysterious sense of contented well-being. This was the height of daughterhood to her now. Never had she felt such overwhelming love for her father as this moment with her juicy cunt sucking on his mighty cock.
As father and daughter melted into one another, they became as one-one mass of hot, writhing, fucking flesh. Cock and cunt devoured each other, pleased each other, hungered for each other.
Her father's heavy dick plowed into her fuck-hole. Sheila's pussy strangled his prick and sucked in.
"Ohhh, Daddy, come in me!" Sheila gasped, screwing her cunt hornily.
"Baby... my baby..." her father panted, ramming his thickening dick home.
"Don't ever stop fucking me," Sheila cried as her pussy creamed wetly. "Ohhhhh, I'm coming so goooood! Fuck meeeeeee! Give it to meeeeeee! Daddy! Shoot!"
Her father's raging balls tightened up against the thick base of his fucking prick. Great globs of thick jism spurt out of his aching nuts and shot through his cock-pipe and out the hole of his cock-head. Each crashing, pumping wad of his thick come thrilled his little girl, and she screwed her pussy hotly, coming with him in a paroxysm of pure pleasure.
She humped and trembled and shivered and gasped. "Oh, Daddy, I love you!"
"I love you, too!" her father choked, and his big dick pumped loads and loads of thick, juicy jism into her hungrily sucking cunt.
"Ummmm," Sheila moaned as her body sank into the mattress and writhed there.
Dan Drake eased his spent prick out of her tight pussy and stood up. He gazed at his luscious, twisting daughter for a long time, admiring the thrust of her fine tits and the juiciness of her writhing, leaking little cunt. In those moments he realized just what a horny child Sheila was.
As she whimpered with the after-glow of her pleasure, he went into the bathroom and took a piss. Even then he missed her twat. Just being in the next room was a kind of torture now that he had had his stiff cock up her clenching pussy.
Fucking Sheila had been so good that his cock twitched in remembrance of her silky sheath. When he came out of the bathroom, he found his pretty daughter sitting up on the bed, looking dazed and well-fucked. Sheila smiled cutely and watched his dick bounce as he approached the bed.
He stretched out on the bed and Sheila cuddled into the crook of his arm. She automatically slipped her small hand over his thigh and grasped his prick. She played with it gingerly and with curious interest as she leaned her tit against his side. She planted a kiss on his shoulder.
"I'm glad you fucked me," she whispered.
"I-I'm glad, too," he replied.
Sheila heard the hesitation in his voice and it alarmed her. She got up on one elbow and her hand slowly jerked his wet prick as she looked into his eyes.
"What's the matter, Daddy? You did like my pussy, didn't you?"
"Like it!" he gasped. "I love your sweet, tight, little cunt!"
"Then why did you hesitate? Something's the matter."
Dan Drake avoided her innocent, probing gaze and looked at her ripe, jutting tits.
"It's nothing," he murmured, reaching over to play with her luscious boobs. "I'm just being stupid. I was wondering how I'm going to handle it when you come home some night from a date with your cheeks rosy like they are now after fucking some boy."
Tears of joy welled in Sheila's eyes. "Oh, Daddy!" she squealed. "What a beautiful thing to worry about! But you don't have to. I'm not going to let any boy fuck me."
"You aren't?"
"How can you even think that after what we've been through?" she laughed, whacking his erecting dick. "I love your cock. Why would I want a boy's little dick stabbing up my pussy after I've had the biggest and best cock in the world?"
Her father chuckled and tweaked her pink nipples. "You're hornier than I ever dreamed," he said, amazed.
"You can say that again," Sheila cooed. "It's me that's got the problem, not you."
"Now what problem do you have?" he chuckled, pushing his erect prick through her fist.
"Mom," Sheila said.
Her father frowned. "What about her?"
"Oh, Daddy, don't be so naive. I want you to fuck me all the time. I want-well, I want us to do lots of things, all the things I've been dreaming about and craving. But how can we? Mom has so many hang-ups! Why, she'd die if she knew you fucked me. We'll never be able to fuck!"
"Hey, hey," her father soothed, caressing her tits gently. "Don't get so fatalistic. How do we know what tomorrow will bring. Come on, kitten, grow up a little. Let's leave tomorrow to tomorrow. We have right now. We can do anything we want right now. Why borrow trouble? You're beautiful and sexy and juicy, and my cock is raging. Can we ask for anything more right now?"
Sheila shuddered and squeezed his throbbing prick. "Oh, Daddy, you're so wise. I knew you'd have the answer!"
She got on her knees and bent over his rigid fuck-pole. She took it between her hands and rubbed it up and down and suddenly showered it with warm kisses.
"Baby... kitten... princess..." he panted as her sexy lips ran up and down his prick. "I-I didn't know you sucked cock."
"I want to suck yours," Sheila whispered hotly, and licked her tongue in small circles around his wet cockhead.
"Holy Jesus," her father groaned with pleasure.
Sheila moaned because he liked what she was doing. Thus encouraged, she shifted around and knelt between his open thighs.
Close up, she adored his massive prick. "Your cock is so big, Daddy! I didn't know a prick could be so big!" She licked her pink tongue up and down his cock-shaft and around his cockhead. "I've always wanted to see your cock. I guess I dreamed of it being giant-but you're enormous!"
She ran her hands and her tongue up and down the full length of his cock, as if she were totally fascinated by it.
"Baby," he rasped hotly, "suck it for me."
"Easy, Daddy," Sheila said suddenly, alarmed. "Let me do it. You might choke me if you push it into my mouth hard. I just want to make love to it. Okay? You just relax and let me play. I'll suck you off nice."
Dan suppressed his raging lust and forced himself to surrender to her needs. This was no slut. This was his daughter trying to give him maximum pleasure, trying to suck his cock the way she wanted to.
"It's all yours, kitten," he murmured, closing his eyes and letting his prick throb wetly beneath her tender licks and kisses.
Sheila moaned and opened her mouth wide. She lowered her head and took his cock up into her sexy mouth slowly, an inch at a time. She tested it and tasted it. And moaned.
She had serious doubts that her small mouth could take her father's huge boner, so it was a surprise to her as well as to him when her lips stretched around his massive cock and started sliding down on it.
To her own amazement, her mouth opened nicely, and she started sucking on his prick as if it were a delicious popsicle. She drew his enormous, bulging cockhead into her hot mouth and lashed it suddenly with her saucy tongue. She knew from hours of girl-talk what cocksucking was all about. Now she practiced what she had heard, bobbing her pretty head and thrashing her little tongue all over his dick.
A beautiful expression of female lust made her face glow as she made his cock fuck her juicy mouth. A whole new excitement gripped her as she blew his dick. She hadn't known that cocksucking could be so pleasurable for her. She had been told that it was purely for the pleasure of the guy getting sucked. How wrong the girls were, she thought now as she licked and sucked her dad's prick.
Her father was in a state of perplexed shock. He hadn't known his little girl could suck a dick like this. Nor had he known just how wonderful a young girl's mouth could feel on his horny cock!
He propped himself up on his elbows and stared hotly at his daughter. He watched her soft golden pony-tail bob as her head worked up and down on his dick. He watched her leeching young lips slide juicily on his cock-shaft. He watched his prick disappear again and again into her mouth. Her lips were grabbing more and more of his long, thick cock with each suck.
Sheila realized that, too. Her mouth was adjusting to the giant size of his throbbing cock. She moaned passionately, knowing that she could really give her father a nice blow-job.
With a whimper and a quiver, she pushed her mouth all the way down on his prick until her nose was buried in his pubic hair. His massive cock-head lodged in her throat and she quickly backed off. But after a few more tries, she was able to take his bulbous cockhead deeply into her gulping throat and give him greater pleasure.
She grew quite excited by this turn of events. Suddenly she drew her mouth off his throbbing prick. "Daddy, I can suck you!"
She then saw that he was up on his elbows, looking at her mouth. She immediately understood the erotic motive behind his position and she giggled.
"Are you watching me suck you off?"
"You're gorgeous with my cock in your mouth," he said hornily.
"Ohhh, Daddy," she purred, tickling his hairy nuts. "I love eating your dick."
She resumed her sucking, happier than ever. Now she knew that she was not only pleasing her father but delighting him as well. It gave her a warm feeling to know that he was watching every movement of her sucking, loving mouth on his powerful dick.
Desiring to give him great pleasure, aching to know what it was like to make a prick shoot wildly into her mouth, she sucked him off with growing, mounting passion.
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned.
Her cheeks ballooned in and out in a lusty rhythm as she sucked faster and harder. Suddenly her hand shot down between her legs and she rubbed her pussy furiously as her pretty head bobbed up and down rapidly on his dick.
Her throat constricted and gulped as she fought for breath as she blew him. She was going to town on his prick now, sucking like mad to get the come up out of his aching balls. She knew what she was doing to him.
"That's it, baby," her father groaned with appreciation, urging her on to greater sucking. "You're doing it. Just a little more, kitten. Jesus, it's almost there! Suck, honey, suck!"
Sharp jolts of electric orgasm rushed through Sheila's furry cunt as she finger-fucked her pussy-hole and plunged her mouth down again and again on her dad's prick.
"Mmmmmm, mmmm, mmmm!" Sheila gasped on his prick as her pussy exploded violently with come. She couldn't help but groan and gasp in pleasure as she twirled her finger around her stiff little clit to get herself off.
Her cunt creamed and twisted furiously and she sucked hungrily on her father's enraged, throbbing dick. She heard her father's groans of animal pleasure. She felt his dick jolt in her fist. She felt his nuts tighten up. She felt him strain from head to toe. She sucked faster, licking his tense cock with a passion.
"Uhhh!" her father groaned intensely. Then his prick blasted in her mouth.
Sheila moaned lewdly as thick wads of creamy cum gushed out of the hole in his jerking cockhead. She swallowed quickly, frantically, gulping and gulping as her mouth filled repeatedly with his sperm.
Her head continued to bob up and down as she sucked the cum up out of his nuts. Her fist pumped his cockshaft, forcing more and more jism into her hotly sucking mouth. She pumped and sucked faster and faster, moaning passionately and craving his cockcream. Getting it in her mouth was somehow even more horny than getting it pumped up her cunt. Eating her father seemed to be a supreme act of love.
Her eyes closed tightly in lust. Her fingers clawed at her cunt and she came for a long time, shivering and shuddering as she sucked the cum out of her father.
Her small mouth filled to its limit with his jism and though she gulped fast, still some thick, white cream squirted from the corners of her mouth.
Her father looked on open-mouthed and breathless as his sweet little girl sucked him off. He could plainly see that his dick was enormous, yet his daughter took it into her mouth and made it fuck her throat. And she kept it shooting, as if she were dying for his jism. He saw the cockcream ooze from her mouth and dribble down onto her pumping fist and it was the juiciest sight he'd ever seen.
His rigid cock spit its last wad of sperm and Sheila moaned, gulping it down. Her wet lips slipped upward along his pulsing cockshaft. She licked the head of his prick dry, moaning softly as she did so. His come tasted so good to her. She loved his dick.
"Mmmmmm, that was nice," she purred, lifting her face away from his spent prick.
Her father swallowed nervously, eyeing her. "Did you really like doing that?" he asked.
"Oh, Daddy, yes!" she gasped. "Couldn't you tell? Golly, your cock is so big and hot! Who wouldn't want to suck it off?"
"Your mother," he replied with a sigh.
"Oh, her!" Sheila said, wrinkling her nose. "You don't have to worry about her any more. You have me now. And I'm going to take good care of your beautiful prick."
"Jesus, kitten, you're so sexy," her father remarked.
Sheila stood up away from the bed and posed hornily for him. "Do you like me better when I'm sexy? I like you better when you're hot and trying to fuck me."
"I love you," he replied to all that.
Sheila laughed erotically and her blue eyes roamed over him with loving glances. "You wait right here," she cooed. "I'm going to fix you a nice cup of coffee."
She pranced naked to the door where she turned and smiled. She eyed his thick, wet prick. "I happen to know a girl has to give a man's cock a rest."
CHAPTER SIX
At first Tommy Drake thought he was hearing things, and then he thought he was seeing things.
He got home after eleven o'clock and found the house in darkness. He assumed his sister and father were already asleep, so he tiptoed into the house.
But there was a light on-in Sheila's bedroom". Tommy paused and listened. He heard what he thought was his sister crying. In a sudden flash he realized she wasn't crying at all. She was whimpering with pleasure!
A deep frown creased the boy's forehead as he made his way to the open door of his sister's room. He peeked inside and almost choked in shock.
One lamp was on. On the nightstand were two empty coffee cups. On the bed was his pretty sister, stark naked, up on all fours! Kneeling behind her was his dad, pushing his immense boner up into Sheila's twisting, churning pussy!
Tommy gasped. He'd never seen a cock as big as his father's. And he'd sure never seen one that size drilling into Sheila's cute cunt!
The boy's first impulse was to get the hell out of there. He could just ease back and sneak to his own room. That would surely be the wisest thing to do, he thought. But he couldn't get his feet to move-or his eyes!
He had to stay and watch. This was much better than the pictures in his dad's raunchy magazines. This was alive and full color! His father was screwing the hell out of his sister's horny twat!
Tommy's prick jumped up in his pants. He shuddered as his eyes riveted to his dad's slip-sliding prick and Sheila's pussy. If he watched a little longer, it wouldn't hurt any, would it? They didn't know he was there. They were too fucking busy to notice anything.
Part of Tommy's young mind boggled. Sheila shouldn't be giving her ass to their father! Everybody in the world knew how wicked that was. What Sheila and her dad were doing just shouldn't be done!
But how juicy it looked-his dad's big cock ramming up into Sheila's willing young cunt! Sheila was obviously enjoying every fucking stroke. Of course, Tommy knew that what his sister was doing to her dad was terrible, but how exciting! His prick started throbbing in his pants as he stared at the hot action going on.
Tommy was terribly frustrated because he hadn't gotten to play with little Mary Spencer's pussy. Now his eyes widened as his sister's stretched fuck-hole juiced around their dad's prick.
He couldn't tear his eyes from the horny scene. He had to stay and watch his father fuck Sheila. This made up for the lousy night he'd spent trying to get Mary to drop her little panties. He put the little girl out of his mind and ran his eyes up and down his sister's beautiful, naked body.
Sheila's forehead rested on her arms. Her ripe, jutting tits quivered beneath her. Her curvy ass kept turning and twisting as her pussy sucked on her dad's drilling cock. And she was purring in the loveliest way.
Tommy's eyes bulged seeing his sister's cunt taking every solid inch of her father's prick. Didn't that hurt her? No, it couldn't be hurting her. She was squirming her cunt on it! She was moaning and begging for more.
"Ewww, Daddy," Tommy heard his sister whimper as she fucked, "I just knew it would feel good this way. Mmmmmm, fuck me harder. Ohhh, Daddy, this is fun! I saw pictures in your magazine like this. I always wondered. Ohhhh, fuck me, Daddy, fuck meeeeeee!"
Tommy's knees went lax and he supported himself against the door jamb. He had never seen a real fuck film, but guessed that seeing his father and his sister screwing right here at home was much more exciting than any movie.
"You're good at this," he heard his father groan. "Your pussy likes cock. How tight it is on my prick. Wiggle it some more, Sheila. That's it. Hump, baby, hump. You're so sweet. I'm going to take good care of you. You stick with your dad and I'll give you all the cock you'll ever need."
"Ohhh, Daddy," Sheila murmured, pushing her ass back at him as his dick invaded her twat. "You're so good to me. Your cock is so big in me! I keep getting special shivers up my pussy! Ohhh, Daddy, I didn't know fucking could be so nice!"
Tommy shuddered and stared hotly, his prick throbbing. He couldn't tear his eyes away from his father's enormous boner drilling into Sheila's tight, sucking cunt. He couldn't imagine that cute little pussy taking all that cock. But Sheila sure was! And she looked excited by it, like it was really good fucking into her cunt like that. Tommy knew he had often been wrong about other things where sex was concerned. He was probably wrong here, too. Sheila's pussy seemed to want her father's cock!
Tommy gave a weak groan as his sister's tight pussy clenched and screwed her dad's plunging prick. Watching Sheila's cunt fuck made Tommy excited. It made him feel like he had when he'd gotten his hand on Mary Spencer's panties. He had wanted to fuck Mary. Did he want to fuck his sister like his dad was doing?
Tommy gave another smothered groan as he watched his horny father. Dan Drake leaned over his daughter's squirming, writhing young body and filled his big hands with her taut, quivering tits. Tommy stared hotly as his father mauled those luscious tits and screwed his cock in and out of Sheila's twisting pussy. Sheila looked like she loved every minute of it.
Tommy saw his sister's face as she turned to gasp for breath. She had the lustiest expression imaginable, and she was moaning with extreme pleasure. There was no way that Sheila could be faking it. She was genuinely enjoying her father's big cock up her cunt.
Tommy noticed that his dad was thoroughly enjoying himself, too, and he suddenly envied him. It must be tremendously exciting to fuck Sheila's little pussy.
"Daddy!" Sheila suddenly shrieked.
Tommy stared wide-eyed as his horny sister's ass squirmed and jerked and fucked faster. He watched Sheila hump crazily and he knew she was coming on that ramming dick.
"Daddy! Daddy!" she squealed, shivering from head to toe. "I'm coming! Ohhhhh, it's -it's coming! My pussy's commmiiinnnggg!"
Tommy's mouth fell open loosely and his eyes bugged. His father knelt up and grasped his little girl's writhing hips tensely. Holding her ass in place, he ramrodded his aching prick in and out of her squirming young cunt, drilling viciously into her body and getting her off. Tommy had never seen his father and sister looking so animalistic. They were both out of their heads with fuck-pleasure.
It was too much for the boy. He stumbled into the room, wide-eyed and drooling, gasping for breath, with his young boner throbbing wildly in his wet pants.
"Tommy!" his father rasped, seeing him.
"Tommy?" Sheila squealed, twisting around to look. Her blue eyes widened. "Oh, my God!"
Dan Drake had a strange reaction at that moment. Something drove him to become angry. He yanked his big wet cock out of his daughter's pussy.
"Spying!" he shouted. "I'll teach you to spy on me!"
Sheila felt the strange energy in the room and instantly knew danger was present.
Her father was almost on the boy when Sheila screamed. "Daddy! No! We did sixty-nine today!"
Dan stopped dead in his tracks, halfway between the bed and the boy. He looked dazed for a moment, like a man coming out of a dream. He looked from his son to his daughter, amazed.
"What? What are you saying? You two ate each other?"
"Yes, Daddy, yes!" Sheila cried, alarmed out of her wits. "Ohhh, Daddy, he's my friend! We need each other when mom is so bitchy."
Dan shook the cobwebs from his brain and stared at his boy sympathetically. "Son," he said weakly, "I'm sorry."
"Th-that's okay, Dad," Tommy rasped, red-faced and trembling with fear and lust.
"Daddy," Sheila panted, turning on the bed. Her eyes danced between his naked, wet cock and her brother's stiff hard-on in his pants. "Both of you can fuck me."
Tommy swallowed audibly, making a gulping sound as he stared at Sheila's furry young twat. Her father looked at her in amazed wonder.
"What? Both of us?"
Sheila laughed. "Why not? You both like my pussy, don't you?"
Father and son looked at one another for a long moment. Then Dan Drake burst into laughter. He suddenly put his arm around his boy's shoulders.
"Son," he said with a chuckle, "I think we've got a fucking nymphomaniac on our hands."
"Yeah!" Tommy said with lust.
Sheila giggled and preened on the bed, loving this moment as her father and her brother both eyed her luscious, naked body.
Tommy felt wonderful all of a sudden. It had been a long time since his dad had hugged him. He felt like a man beside his father now. He even felt like his boner was as big as his dad's. And he wanted to push it into his sister's cunt.
Sheila wanted that, too. She was now seething with renewed lust for males. She stood up beside the bed, displaying all her charms.
"Daddy," she purred. "Lay down on the floor on your back."
"Huh? What for?"
"Oh, Daddy," she laughed excitedly, "don't ask silly questions. Just do it. I saw a picture in your magazines. I've always wanted to do this. Please-lay down."
Dan chuckled then and dropped to the floor as his little girl requested. His prick stabbed the air, throbbing wetly.
"Take your clothes off," she told Tommy. She helped him undress.
When all three were naked, Sheila straddled her father's hips. A wicked smile lifted the corners of her mouth as she slowly lowered herself. She wiggled and twisted until she lowered her hot cunt right down on her father's immense boner.
Dan Drake saw what she was up to and it delighted him. "God, you're something, kitten. You're really something."
Sheila laughed with pleasure and gripped his cock in both hands. Whimpering and giggling, she lowered her drenched pussy down onto his thick cock. When his prick was stuffed into her pussy, she took her hands away and settled down on it until every solid inch of his fuck-pole was sticking up into her tight, clenching twat.
"Ohhhh, see?" she purred, writhing her pussy-hair against her dad's pubic hair. "Now I can suck Tommy off while I fuck your prick!"
Her father laughed and gazed at his startled son. "Well, don't just stand there, boy! Give the girl what she wants!"
Tommy suddenly grinned at his father. He moved up to Sheila and poked his drippy young prick at her.
Sheila giggled. He was so eager! She grasped his dick in her soft hand and jerked it slowly as she worked her tight cunt up and down on her dad's dick. Her eyes closed and she moaned hotly as she fucked her pussy faster on her father's rigid fuck-pole. And her fist started moving rapidly up and down on Tommy's throbbing cock.
A moment later she sobbed, as if she were hurt. But it was a sob of pure desire, the sound of a girl aching to be fucked, sucked and ravished completely.
With her passions soaring, she pulled her brother's stiff prick to her soft, sexy mouth. She parted her ripe lips and tugged at his dick. Tommy stepped closer and both he and his father watched his prick disappear into Sheila's horny mouth.
Sheila moaned hotly and sucked Tommy's young prick deeply into her throat. She jerked his cock-shaft as she bobbed her head up and down. Tommy's knees trembled as he fucked his cock in and out of her tightly closed mouth.
Dan Drake put his hands under his head and watched his children closely. Never had he known them like this. Sheila was so beautiful like this, all naked and cummy with sex-pleasure. How violently she bounced up and down on his boner! How hotly she sucked her brother's prick!
Dan's eyes roamed over his little girl's luscious body as she screwed her cunt wildly on his huge cock. He admired her thrusting young tits and watched them grow horny and hard as she fucked and sucked.
He watched his boy, too. Tommy's eyes started rolling in his head and he was gasping hornily as he pushed his dick into his pretty sister's mouth again and again.
All of it came together to drive Dan Drake out of his mind. Filled with lusty love for his kids, he suddenly sat up and hugged both of them. He held on to them and told them he loved them as he thrust his thick dick up into his daughter's sucking little pussy.
Sheila was in seventh heaven. Shivering with passion and excitement, she wrenched her hot cunt around on her dad's burgeoning cock and sucked hornily on Tommy's growing dick.
When she started shivering and shaking, Tommy groaned and stuffed all of his cock into her sucking young mouth. Dan dropped his mouth to her jutting tits and sucked the hell out of them as he fucked his mighty cock up into her twisty little pussy.
Sheila shrieked. She quivered. She moaned. She squealed. She shuddered violently. She cried out.
"Daddy! Tommy!" she wailed, coming furiously on her father's dick. "Ohhhhh, rape me!"
She gobbled her brother's stiff wet prick and sucked on it hard. Tommy's back arched as he thrust all of his dick into her mouth and shot a big load of come down her throat.
Sheila moaned hotly and gulped again and again, drinking her brother's hot come, even as her father's immense boner exploded up her twat.
"Mmmmm!" she gasped on Tommy's spitting prick. "Mmmmm-mmmmmmm!"
Her hot little pussy sucked her dad's gushing cock. Huge wads of jism filled her belly and her mouth. Both her cunt and her mouth sucked it all up, craving it, wanting it, loving it. She shoved an aching tit into her dad's sucking mouth and came like crazy.
Tommy eased his spent prick out of her mouth and sat down, gasping for breath.
"Ohhhmmmmm," Sheila moaned when her mouth was free. "Ohhh, you monsters!"
She climbed off her dad's shrinking cock and fell onto the floor, breathless.
"You monsters," she panted, massaging her taut tits. "Ohhh, what you do to me! Ummm, I've never been fucked like that! It's so good, it's so good. Ohhh, I got your come in my mouth and pussy at the same time! Golly!"
All three stayed there on the floor. Afterwards, it was Sheila's pleasure to go for more coffee, this time for the three of them.
As they enjoyed their family get-together, father and son took to teasing Sheila-teasing her and pleasing her. They exchanged compliments about her, praising her lovely tits and cute ass and luscious little cunt. Their pricks got hard as they went on making comments about Sheila's fucking and sucking habits.
But there was method to Dan Drake's fun. He had something very definite in mind, especially now that he knew his little girl was one hot bitch.
"Son," he said, putting his empty cup down. "I think it's time we did something nice for your sister."
Sheila detected the lust in his voice. "Just what do you mean by that?" she giggled.
Dan chuckled. "Now it's your turn to obey without question. Just do what I tell you and I'll have you screaming with pleasure."
"Golly!" Sheila gasped, thrilled. "What do you want me to do?"
"Get on the bed on your belly." '
Sheila gladly obeyed that command. She stretched out with her tits crushed into the bed.
"Open your legs wide."
She spread her legs and waited breathlessly for what she knew would be dynamite sex.
"Come here, Tommy," Dan said. "Get on her and stick your prick into her asshole."
"My asshole!" Sheila shrieked. "But, Daddy-I've never been fucked there!"
"I know it," he laughed. "That's why you're going to be fucked there now. I'd like to do it myself, but I think my cock would split you up the middle. Now Tommy here has just the right-sized prick for your cute little ass."
"Ohhh, golly," Sheila breathed, excited.
Tommy climbed between Sheila's lithe young legs and gripped his rigid prick. He guided it to Sheila's quivery asshole and pressed it there. A few hot moments later, the girl gasped as she felt her brother's stiff prick invade the tightness of her asshole.
Her tiny hole stretched wide for his dick, and she cried out that his cock felt bigger than a telephone pole there. Tommy chuckled with male pride and inched his cock into her rectum. When it was halfway in her ass, he was overcome with an urge to fuck the hell out of her. That basic urge forced him to shove every solid inch of his prick into her clenched asshole.
Sheila screamed. Tommy grunted and fucked all of his cock into her ass. Dan settled back on the bed and watched the boy fuck hard into his pretty sister's hot little ass. It was a delightful sight.
But Dan couldn't watch too long without experiencing tremendous pressure in his aching nuts. His cock raged, throbbed and leaked constantly, dying for sex.
"Okay," he said in a strange-sounding voice, "now that you're fucking her ass, roll with her and keep your prick in her."
He pushed at Sheila's shoulder and helped his son roll with her until they were on their sides.
Then he slammed his big body up against Sheila's, knocking the breath right out of her. Throwing his arms around both his children, he drilled his big, stiff prick into her horny cunt and buried it there.
"Daddy!" Sheila squealed. "Tommy!"
Her eyes rolled in her head and she lost her senses quite a few times as the males fucked her silly. They had a ball doing it, too, father and son ravishing her.
"Fuck it to her, Son," Dan rasped hotly at one point. "Shove your cock into her cute ass! Ram it home, boy! Fuck her!"
Horny out of his mind, he drilled his own mighty cock into her squirming, twisting cunt. Sheila shrieked and screamed and giggled and moaned as the two pricks ravished her asshole and fuck-hole. She felt them banging together in her belly and this created intense, crazy pleasure for her. She came constantly as the two males fucked her wildly.
"Ohhhh," she moaned, humping both ass and cunt, "I hope mom never comes home!"
"Me, too!" Tommy blurted, ramming his dick up her ass.
"I'm with you two," Dan Drake murmured, drilling his big cock into his daughter's tight cunt.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"I can never go home again," Wilma Drake said to her sister Sally.
Sally poured two more cups of coffee. "Stop saying that. It's not the end of the world, believe me. You're just going through a phase."
"How can you say that after what I've told you?" Wilma exclaimed.
Her sister sat down beside her on the sofa and studied her for a moment.
"Let me see if I've got this straight," she said. "You left home and came here because you've been having strange thoughts and desires about Tommy. Right?"
"Yes!" Wilma gasped. "And about Sheila. Well about Dan, too. I've thought that Dan wanted to-to-"
"Oh, for God's sake, Wilma, spit it out! Stop damming up your feelings. It isn't healthy. Just tell me what you thought. Get it off your chest."
Wilma heaved a sigh. She ignored the coffee and rested back on the sofa.
"I don't know why I think these things," she said. "They're so wicked!"
"Just tell me, Wilma."
"Well-lately I've had the feeling that Dan would like to-like to-oh, Sally, I can't say it."
"Tell me!" her sister demanded. "It's time you grew up, Wilma! You've always been a stick-in-the-mud, you know. That's what's hurting you. You think you're wicked just because you have sexy thoughts. Everybody has sexy thoughts and feelings, silly!"
Wilma wrung her hands in her lap and stared at them. "Yes, I know, I know. You've been telling me that for years."
She gazed at her sister. "You've always been able to express your feelings. You used to drive mom and dad crazy because of it."
"I wasn't expressing my feelings," Sally said bluntly. "I was fucking. That's what drove them crazy, and you, too. Remember how often I tried to get you to go out with me to fuck boys?"
"I wish you wouldn't use that word," Wilma said.
"Get off it," Sally said, not without love in her voice. "Do yourself a favor and start saying fuck when you mean fuck. Don't say love-making. Say fuck!"
A smile crossed Wilma's mouth, but she shook her head. "I just couldn't say that."
Sally narrowed her eyes. "Has Dan ever fucked you."
"What? Of course!"
"No, I don't mean did he ever make love to you. I mean, did he ever fuck you. Really fuck you. Knock you down on the goddamned bed and rape the shit out of you. That sort of thing."
"Sally!" her sister gasped. "Dan isn't that kind of man!"
"Bullshit," Sally replied calmly. "All men are like that-if we woman give them the chance to be themselves. I'm going to level with you, Wilma, because I can see what you're doing to yourself. I've often thought of fucking Dan. He's-"
"Sally! You haven't!"
Sally laughed and gave Wilma a playful shove. "Don't be so naive, will you? Of course I've thought of screwing your precious husband. Just because you're married to him doesn't mean he forgot how to fuck a girl! I'll bet he's good when he's super horny."
"I don't like him when he's like that," Wilma said. "That's part of the problem. I mean, I haven't been making love with him lately and he's been getting awfully dirty."
"That sounds luscious," her sister giggled.
"Oh, Sally, you're hopeless. What are you, a nymphomaniac?"
"No," Sally replied. "I'm a fucking woman."
Wilma escaped into her coffee cup for a moment. When her eyes again met her sister's she blushed.
"Tell me about Dan," Sally prodded. "What were you going to tell me about himor your thoughts about him?"
"Him and Sheila," Wilma murmured.
Sally got the picture right away. "No kidding!" she exclaimed.
"Sally! I didn't say anything was happening! Don't look like that! I'm simply saying I've been having these terribly filthy thoughts lately-about Dan and Sheila. My God, Sally, he wouldn't have sex with his own daughter! How can you even think that!"
"Easy!" Sally laughed. "That's apparently what you've been thinking."
Wilma flushed again, but went on. "You're right. I have been thinking those things. I don't know why. Maybe because Sheila looks so sexual all the time. She's awfully pretty and sexy for a teenaged girl."
"So was I," Sally said simply. "And I loved every minute of it. While you were home learning how to sew, I was out fucking my cute little ass off. That should tell you a lot right there. Today you can't sew worth a damn, but I can sure fuck!"
"Sally-please-"
"Quit being a wallflower, Wilma," her sister chided. "Wake up, will you? You're a perfectly sexy woman-if you'd wear less clothes!"
Wilma wanted very much to escape into silence, but her sister wouldn't permit it.
"You came to me for help," Sally said, "and I'm going to give it to you. Start facing your feelings. There's absolutely nothing wrong with the thought that your husband wants to fuck your daughter. There's nothing wicked about human erotic fantasies. Stop whipping yourself just because you're human."
"But I shouldn't think like that," Wilma complained. "Dan wouldn't really do a thing like that. I don't know where I get such thoughts. And I don't know why I-"
"Why you what?"
Wilma blushed. "Why I enjoy them. Oh, Sally, I feel terrible! Ever since I had that thought, I haven't been able to have sex with Dan. Not because I believe he would do that to his own daughter, but because I feel so rotten about thinking it of him!"
Sally reached over and patted her sister's hand. "Calm down, Wilma, it's all right. Just believe me when I tell you that lots of people have thoughts exactly like yours. And there's nothing wrong with enjoying the thought, either. What happens? You think of Dan fucking Sheila and your pussy gets hot? Is that it?"
"Yes!"
"Well, that's delightful!" her sister laughed. "Oh, Wilma, don't be such a prude! That's a delicious thought. In fact, that's when you should fuck the hell out of Dan's big prick. You shouldn't reject him."
"It's not only that..."
Sally eyed her sister for a moment. "You haven't told me everything, have you? Come on, Sis, spill it."
"Well," Wilma started slowly, "it's... it's well, about Tommy. Ohhh, Sally, he's growing so fast, just like Sheila, and lately I-I've been thinking about what's between his legs. Can you imagine! His own mother! But I remember holding him when he was a baby and suddenly I get these mixed up feelings about loving him and-and-you know."
"Why, Wilma, that's precious!" her sister laughed with great glee. "What a juicy fantasy! You and Tommy! I understand it perfectly. He is growing up, isn't he. I haven't seen him in some time. How does he look? Is he getting handsome? Or are you saying he's hung?"
"B-both," Wilma shamefully admitted. "I mean, he's getting terribly good-looking. And the other day, when he was coming out of the shower, I-I saw it. God, a boy his age just shouldn't have one that big!"
Sally laughed heartily then, delighted by this turn in the conversation. She had always known Sheila would grow up to be a juicy piece of ass, but she hadn't given too much thought to her nephew Tommy.
"Lots of women dream about making it with young boys," she told her sister.
"Sure," Wilma admitted. "But not their own sons!"
"That, too," Sally assured her. "There's more incest going on today than we hear about, believe me. And most of it is good, not bad. Sure, there are cases where young girls are raped and abused by their fathers, but the majority of cases are about pretty little girls and horny little boys making their parents!"
Wilma shuddered at the thought-with a pleasant feeling tickling her pussy. "Well, Tommy and Sheila aren't like that. It's me!
Me and my filthy thoughts about them. I just don't know how I can do what I've been doing."
"What have you been doing?" Sally asked.
Wilma heaved a sigh. "The other day I was home alone and I sat in the recliner and played with my pussy like a teenager."
"Nothing wrong in that," her sister said.
"Yes, but I kept thinking of Tommy's young prick! That's what got me off on a terrible orgasm!"
Sally had to think for a minute. "Now I see!" she exclaimed. "Now I get it. You've been suffering erotic fantasies about Dan and Sheila, and about you and Tommy-one big happy family! You don't seem to understand that it's perfectly natural for you to mix up eroticism with your family love-feelings. To tell you the truth, I think it's a marvelous mental picture-you fucking Tommy and Dan screwing his sweet little girl."
"Oh, Sally," Wilma sighed, "I wish I could look at things the way you do. I always envied you when we were little, you know? I really did. I didn't really want to stay home and sew while you went out and got-fucked. I always wanted to fuck, but I didn't have your nerve."
Sally studied Wilma's face for a second. "How long has it been since you screwed Dan?"
"January," Wilma replied sadly.
"January!" Sally choked. "Are you serious? Jesus Christ, Wilma, are you out of your mind? Here you're talking about erotic fantasies, which are perfectly all right, then you tell me you cut the poor guy off from pussy for months! Don't you know that that's precisely what makes men fuck their little girls? Shit. It wouldn't surprise me at all if your erotic fantasies became reality. Dan is a handsome son-of-a-bitch. He needs cunt!"
"My fantasies would never come real," Wilma said.
"Well, maybe not," Sally admitted, thinking of her niece and nephew and brother-in-law, "but just the same, Sheila is a very sexy girl. Her sexiness coupled with Dan's sexless days adds up to fucking! It could happen."
"It could not," her sister countered.
"That doesn't matter now," Sally said. "You matter. If Dan's been doing without sex since January, so have you. I can't imagine a woman going without cock for so long!"
Sally got to her feet and went to the phone. She dialed a number and waited.
"What are you doing?" Wilma asked suspiciously.
"You'll see," her sister replied. "Hello? Charlie? This is Sally. Can you come over for a little while? My sister Wilma is here. You remember her. When? Oh, good. I'll heat the coffee."
The minute she hung up the phone, Wilma gasped. "Charlie! Sally, you know I don't like that kind of man! He's so-so-filthy!"
Sally giggled. "Because he looks right through your clothes at what counts?"
"He's filthy," Wilma repeated. "Really, Sally, how could you? I came here for help, not to see men like him. Is he coming right over?"
"A few minutes," Sally said, then left the room.
Wilma was very uncomfortable when the man named Charlie showed up and undressed her with his evil-looking eyes.
"Sit down, Charlie," Sally said, pouring him some coffee.
Charlie deliberately sat next to Wilma and pressed his thigh against hers. Wilma drew hers away, disturbed by the contact.
"Charlie, my sister has a problem," Sally said abruptly.
Wilma almost passed out in shock. "Sally!"
Wilma started to get up, face red and tits heaving.
Sally laughed and pushed her back. "Hold her, Charlie!"
The man chuckled and obeyed gladly.
"Hold me?" Wilma cried. "Sally! What are you saying?"
Sally ignored her sister and looked at the grinning man who was devouring Wilma's heaving tits with his hungry eyes.
"My poor sister is suffering a terrible case of the hots," Sally laughed. "She's been plagued with naughty thoughts about her husband and her daughter, and about herself and her son. And she hasn't been fucked in months!"
Wilma gasped. She couldn't believe her sister said all that to a stranger!
"I guess we know the answer to that," Charlie chuckled. His glinting eyes scared Wilma as she felt a familiar but unwanted stirring deep in her belly.
Frightened by her own erotic arousal, she glared at the man. "Let me go! How dare you touch me! Let me go, I said! Sally! Tell him to let me go!"
Sally laughed. "She came here for help and you're the best I could think of to help her. She needs a good, healthy fucking. I think her cunt is drying up. Here's your chance to do a good deed, Charlie. You can save her wonderful marriage by getting her juices flowing again for her-and for her hubby."
"Right!" Charlie agreed.
"No!" Wilma shrieked.
Sally grabbed her wrists and pulled her down on her back. "Stop being silly," she laughed. "You know you need a good stiff cock up your cunt. I don't give a damn what your mouth says. Your pussy is screaming for dick. And Charlie has a marvelous one!"
"Sally! Charlie! Oh no, noooo!" Wilma whimpered helplessly as the big man pushed her legs open.
He jerked her dress up in front and saw her panties and garter belt. "Cripes," he said, "she sure wears a lot of clothes for a horny bitch."
"I'm not a horny bitch!" Wilma protested. "Sally is! Fuck her!"
Charlie looked at Sally, and she smiled. She nodded her head, letting him know that he could freely fuck her sister.
Taking Sally at her word that her sister did indeed need a stiff prick up her twat, he unsnapped her garter belt. Wilma shrieked. He tore her panties off. Wilma gasped. He shoved his hairy hand between her thighs and mauled her cunt for a while. Wilma shivered. And moaned.
"Didn't I tell you?" Sally said. "See how much she needs a fucking? Just relax, Sis. Let go. Just look at Charlie's prick and tell me you don't want it."
Charlie whipped out his massive cock and let it dangle wetly before Wilma's startled eyes.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped.
"It is like a god, isn't it?" Charlie laughed. He poked it at her hairy crotch and teased her cunt with it.
"No, no, noooo!" Wilma cried out helplessly.
Her sister gripped her wrists tightly and pressed them into the sofa cushion, laughing as the big man pushed his steamy prick up into Wilma's defenseless cunt.
His immense dick stretched her pussy-mouth wide and inched into her wetness and softness until Wilma thought the blunt end of it would fuck her throat!
"Ahhhh!" she gagged, her horny cunt thrusting upward.
Sally smiled. "See how hot your pussy is, silly? Enjoy Charlie's dick. He's a nice guy. He doesn't mind sharing it. Do you, Charlie?"
"My pleasure," he chuckled, drilling every solid inch of his massive cock up into her juicing fuck-hole.
Something came over Wilma. All hell broke loose in her belly. It had been so long between fucks!
"Ohhh, Sally!" she squealed, twisting her cunt on Charlie's ramrodding cock. "Charlie! Oh! Ohhh, my God-I want it! Sally, I want it!"
Wilma threw her arms around Charlie's body and her frantic fingernails clawed at his back. Her lovely legs wrapped around his pistoning hips and her cunt sucked his cock inside, deep into her horny belly.
"Ohhhh, fuck me!" she panted, screwing her hot ass hornily. "Give it to me! Ohhh, it's been so long! Your cock is so good! So big! So hot! Ohhh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck meee!"
Wilma got so incredibly passionate that it affected Sally in a raunchy way. Turned on by the sight of Charlie banging her sister's hungry twat, Sally grew delirious with her own brand of sexiness.
Gasping hornily, she threw herself between Charlie's straining thighs and mashed her mouth right on the spot where his soaked dick was sliding in and out of Wilma's pussy.
Wilma shrieked when she felt her sister's tongue licking her cunt. Charlie groaned hotly when he felt the same tongue lapping cunt-juice from his thick cock-shaft.
"Ohhhh!" Wilma cried, humping her pussy viciously on his marvelous dick. "Dan would just die if he knew I was enjoying this sort of thing!"
Then she forgot all about Dan, her son and her daughter. All she could think about was coming wetly on the immense prick ravaging her fuck-hole.
CHAPTER EIGHT
If Wilma put her family out of her mind because her cunt was filled with stiff cock, her family was able to put her out of their minds for the same reason. Sex was occupying the minds of the whole Drake family these days.
Every day the two males looked forward to seeing Sheila. Her father hurried home from work and her brother rushed home from school-just to see sexy, juicy Sheila. She loved the attention and their stiff pricks.
On Wednesday, she arrived home before the others and laughingly prepared to greet them. When her father and brother got home, she looked beautiful and luscious in a special low-cut, short dress. She giggled as they stared and lusted.
"Why don't you sit down?" she purred sexily.
Her father sat in his recliner, grinning and wondering what the cute little wench was up to.
Tommy sat on the floor with his legs crossed Indian-style. He smiled at her naked thighs.
Sheila pranced to the stereo and put on some slow music. Then she returned to the center of the room, smiling like the cat that caught the mouse.
"What are you up to, kitten?" her father chuckled.
"Oh, I just thought I'd do a little strip for you two," she chirped. Laughing excitedly, she climbed onto the coffee table and stood up on it.
"You're gonna strip?" Tommy rasped, licking his lips.
"Uh-huh. Wouldn't you like that? I was thinking of it all day. I know boys and men like to see a girl take her clothes off to music. I always wondered what it would be like to do that."
"Feel free," her father laughed. no
"Yeah," Tommy added hotly, trying to see under her dress.
Sheila felt a thrill pass through her cunt as she glanced lewdly at the males. They were really horny for her and it pleased her that she was doing this for them. She was just playful enough to feel wicked and uninhibited.
Feeling the music pulsing through her veins, she started to sway her lithe young hips suggestively. The erotic music turned her on to stripping and gyrating.
Her father and brother gave low whistles as she reached for the zipper of her dress. Feeling hot and sexy, she eased the zipper down, and the thrust of her pert tits pushed the dress away from her shoulders.
She smiled wantonly at her admirers and let the dress slip down to her narrow waist. She gazed hotly into the eyes of the males watching her tits. She had deliberately worn her teeniest bra and panties for this occasion, because she wanted to watch their pricks get hard.
She licked her lips sensuously. "Daddy... Tommy... take your cocks out so I can watch them get stiff..."
No one argued with that request. Two stiff pricks bobbed into the open, all wet and sticky. Sheila cupped her half-naked tits and teased the males. She watched their cocks harden and throb before her hot eyes.
She giggled hornily, watching both cocks, in and she wiggled her hips until her dress slithered down farther. The music was sensual and filled Sheila's mind as she wriggled back and forth on the coffee table. Feeling sexy and beautiful, she secretly wished every man in the world could see her body. She was becoming a full-blown woman and she loved it. As she moved on the table and writhed her curvaceous body, she sensed the power she had over males of all ages.
Her dress piled up around her slim ankles. She smiled wantonly, she winked saucily at her father and watched his prick grow with lust for her. She smiled sexily at her brother and watched his young prick throb wetly for her. It was all so exciting.
She felt as if she were playing a role in a fuck film, dancing to erotic music and showing off her gorgeous body. She concentrated on keeping the lust in the eyes of her father and brother. It was their growing lust that warmed her all over.
She whirled to the beat of the music and laughed as her soft hair waved freely. Then she unhooked her bra. She swayed to the music, facing her audience, and writhed slowly, letting the bra slip inch by inch from her ripe, jutting tits. Their eyes were riveted to her tits, and they watched the black bra slip down farther and farther. They stared as her little pink nipples suddenly peeked out.
Sheila giggled at their reactions to the sight of her luscious tits. She loved it when they got so excited from seeing her tits.
The little bra fell down onto the table and she cupped her thrusting tits gently, teasing the males with them. She stroked her nipples with tender fingertips until her nipples were sticking up as hard as their cocks. Dan and Tommy shouted dirty things at her.
"Squeeze those tits," Tommy yelled, and his prick jabbed the air.
"Rub your nipples, honey," her father said hotly. His cock looked immense.
"Your panties," Tommy rasped. "Sheila-take off your panties! I wanna see your pussy!"
Her father simply grinned at her, knowing how to tease a girl into raunchy behavior. He displayed his giant cock to arouse her and make her do naughty things.
Sheila grew horny, writhing before the males, wanting them to want her, wanting to want them, too. Their pricks, one young and vibrant, and the other huge and dangerous, turned her on completely.
She ran her pink tongue across her lips hungrily and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her little panties. She struck a seductive pose and giggled when her father groaned with need.
She slowly inched her skimpy panties down, exposing the flare of her lithe young hips and the furry curls of her pussy mound. She felt like the sexiest girl in the world before the eyes of her brother and her father. And she felt like the luckiest girl in town to have two marvelous pricks throbbing just for her. Her blue eyes danced from prick to prick as her breathing grew heavy and her panties were lowered.
Writhing her body sinuously, she turned her back to her admirers. She peered over her creamy white shoulder and gazed sexily at them, inching her panties down over the sharp curves of her beautiful ass. She went slow, very slow, drawing it out until her father and brother were burning with lust. She wanted to drive them wild and she was succeeding.
Tommy groaned as his young eyes burned into her ass as she inched the panties lower still. The music was building to a finale, just like her passion and their horniness was building. The sight of their horny eyes and stiff cocks made her tremble with fuck-needs.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned, eyeing their dicks.
Father and son chuckled, glancing at one another in secret, knowing full well that the sexy little girl was driving herself crazy along with them. Sheila needed their cocks.
She pushed her panties down past the smooth hills of her ass-cheeks and gyrated her hips until the males groaned. Then she let the panties fall to her feet. She kicked them and her bra away.
Dan Drake grinned lewdly when he saw the lusty expression on his daughter's face. She certainly was a horny chick, especially when she was trembling and shaking with fuck-needs.
"She's all hot after that strip," Dan chuckled to his son. "Why don't we cool her off with a nice tongue bath."
"Yeah!" Tommy laughed erotically.
They stared hornily at Sheila's beautifully curved body. They couldn't wait to suck her pink nipples and her fluffy blonde cunt. Sheila shuddered with desire.
"Ohhh, do it," she whimpered helplessly.
Her father came out of his recliner like a shot. He grabbed her and carried her to a bare spot in the room.
"You're going to like this, kitten," he said with promise, and he set her down on the carpet.
She immediately stretched out, exhibiting her lovely body with a passion for their attention.
She whimpered when she felt her dad's hands touch her aching young tits. His fingers ran across her nipples, caressing and stroking them. Her skin rippled beneath his touches as his fingers slid over her sensitive pink buds. Sheila shivered and sighed.
Dan groaned as he fondled her tits. Sheila us gasped when her brother's shaking fingers touched her pussy. Her tits and pussy responded beautifully.
"Ohhhmmmm," she moaned, feeling a new sensation that made her shiver with lust. Her father and brother were turning her on.
Her father leaned over her heaving, thrusting tits and stuck his big tongue out and lapped at them. His tongue triggered more sensations in her spiking nipples that made her wiggle and ask for more of the same.
"Lick her cunt," Dan rasped to his son.
Tommy gulped nervously and jumped between Sheila's spreading legs. She felt the hot puffs of his breath against her thighs when he exhaled.
It was pure torture for Sheila to remain still. Her lovely body started writhing.
"Daddy," she breathed, thrusting her hard tits up at him, "suck them! Ohhh, please, lick my nipples, but suck them, too. You're driving me crazy!"
A moment later she humped her pussy up and gasped, "Eat me, Tommy! Ohhh, God, suck my cunt!"
Father and son chuckled together, loving the way they made Sheila beg for sex. She was such a beautifully horny girl now. When she was ready, she didn't give a fuck who they were, relatives or not-she wanted to be sucked!
Tommy's head sank between her widely stretched legs and he peered at her furry little cunt with growing lust. Sheila moaned, feeling his breath so close to her pussy. Sharp little jolts of electric pleasure shot through her quivering cunt and her steamy female flesh felt moist and creamy.
Now that her father's mouth was ravaging her tits and her brother's lips were so close to her cunt, a flood of new passion was unleashed in her and she ached to be eaten. She wanted her father to suck her tits. And she wanted her kid brother to lick her twat.
Tommy stared hotly at the glistening pink lips of his sister's horny pussy. He could feel the heat of her cunt rising to his face. He watched her pink cunt-flesh squirm invitingly and turn pinker as Sheila grew hornier. Tommy could tell that her cock-teasing strip had turned her on, too.
Sheila quivered helplessly as she felt her brother's hot breath on her cunt-slit, and she gave a small smothered sob of deep desire.
"Ohhh, Tommy," she sobbed, writhing her hot ass, "eat my pussy! Please!"
She stretched out in total surrender. Her nipples and clit tingled and stood up as she thought of what her father and brother could do for her.
Her dad gave a spiking nipple a tantalizing suck. Her brother gave her open, wet snatch a kiss.
"Ohhh, don't tease me," she gasped. "I'll do anything! I can't stand it! My tits'll burst! My cunt wants to come!"
She trembled with lust and hot desire as cuntal juice slowly seeped from her hungry twat. Never before had she been so fucking eager to be licked, sucked, eaten and chewed!
Tommy's tongue darted out of his mouth and he touched the very tip of it to her quivery little clit. He saw her lovely body jerk as if he had applied an electric probe and he chuckled lewdly. He was able to make his luscious sister squirm and beg, and that thrilled him.
Actually, he wanted to eat her pussy as badly as she wanted him to eat it. But her small gasps of tortured pleasure made his cock throb and tingle. He liked that.
"Please, Tommy!" she gasped, squirming beautifully. "Daddy! Tommy! Ohhh, please, please suck me! My cunt-my cunt-"
She lost her voice in a long hot gasp that made her whole body tremble. Her eyes grew heavy and they closed sensuously as her breathing grew more rapid. Her hands clenched into fists and her body suddenly arched like a bow. Both her father at her tits and her brother at her pussy denied her their mouths. But only until she was crazed with lust.
Her father grinned lewdly, watching her tits and nipples strain for his lips and tongue and teeth. Tommy chuckled wickedly to see moisture gathering on her delicate pink pussy-lips.
As Sheila thrust her qui very cunt upward, the flush of passion in it turned bright with longing. She moaned pitifully for release, but she knew her dad and brother were enjoying her anguish. She knew they were drinking in her beauty, relishing the lusciousness of her taut tits and starving cunt.
Tommy glanced up at his dad. Dan grinned and signaled for him to torture the girl some more. He wanted Sheila really hot.
"Ohhh!" Sheila moaned, quivering with need.
Now she knew what they were doing to her, and it was driving her wild. Her tits and pussy ached for their mouths. Her father gave her tits little licks. Tommy planted small kisses on her furry young twat.
Sheila gasped. "Tommy! Daddy! Ohhhh, I know you want to see me hot, but I'm so fucking hot now I'm burning! Please, no more! Ohhh, suck my nipples, Daddy! Tommy! Eat my pussy!"
"Okay, Son," Dan said thickly.
Sheila shrieked when her brother's tongue darted like a snake into her open fuck-hole. And she squealed when her dad's mouth suddenly attacked one of her thrusting tits.
Suddenly, incredibly, they sucked her tits and pussy with vicious horniness. They vented their lusts on Sheila's defenseless young body.
Tommy gripped her lovely ass and drilled his tongue into her wet cunt. He swirled it and plunged it and licked her out hornily. And all the while, her lusty father nibbled and chewed her tits. Sheila went out of her mind with instant ecstasy.
"My tits are coming!" she gasped crazily. "My pussy! My cunt! Ohhh, I'm commmmm-iiinnnggg!"
Her pretty face flushed with rapturous pleasure as their raunchy mouths worked her over. Her cunt trembled and her tits throbbed as rush after rush of come flooded her twat.
Passion whipped through her body until she was quivering violently and her cunt-mouth sucked on Tommy's delving tongue. She tossed her naked body into the air, moaning hotly, wanting everything she could get.
Her horny father got so excited by her tits that he threw one leg over her and started fucking his big wet cock between her tits.
"Ohhh, Daddy!" Sheila gasped. Her hands flew to her tits and she crushed his prick between them and humped her tits against his cock.
She felt the most delicious sensations of her life as Tommy's tongue slithered up into her juicy fuck-hole and her father's enormous boner slid wetly between her trembling tit globes.
She screwed her twat on her brother's wonderful tongue and her fingers went wild on the length of her dad's prick. The powerful feelings in her fucked tits coursed down into her squirming cunt and only added to the intensity of her orgasms.
Father and son grew so raunchy that they didn't realize what they were doing to the poor girl. Sheila screamed as she felt her ecstasy rise up and threaten to carry her into an oblivion of golden glory.
"Daddy!" she shrieked.
Without a pause, without giving Sheila a chance to catch her breath, they raped her brutally.
Her father slid forward and sat on her heaving tits as he pushed his swollen cock into her helpless, panting mouth. Groaning hornily, aching for release, he fucked her mouth wildly.
Her brother, just as crazed by her lush beauty, knelt up and held her ass high as he drove his stiff young prick into her cunt. Prick and cock pumped relentlessly in and out of Sheila's twat and mouth, until the girl was completely dazed by it all.
When their cocks exploded, Sheila passed out. A few seconds later she came to, only to discover that the stormy dicks were still shooting hot jism into her body.
Dan pumped his fiery load down her gulping throat and fell beside her, gasping. Tommy shot his load into her heaving belly and sank to the floor to get his breath back.
Sheila felt all creamy-dreamy after the wild attack. This session with her father and brother left her feeling great. She moaned with pleasure when the pricks left her holes.
A smile crossed her pretty face. Her eyes remained closed. Her lips parted for breath. Her pink tongue slithered across her lips. Her tits tingled and her cunt buzzed. She rolled onto her side, curled up, and purred like a kitten with a belly full of warm milk.
CHAPTER NINE
"I can't believe this," Wilma said to her sister as she gazed at a pretty girl.
Wilma looked from the girl to Sally, then to the man sitting beside the child. Her unbelieving gaze returned to the teenager.
"Is it true, Debbie?" she asked. "Do you really have sex with your father?"
Debbie smiled cutely. "He does something to me every night," she cooed brightly.
"What do you mean by something?" Wilma wanted to know.
"Well, we don't fuck every night," the girl explained. "Some nights he eats me. Sometimes I blow him. We screw a lot, but not every time. Sometimes we just lay in bed and get each other off with our hands. That's always fun. But sometimes we're awfully hot for each other, so we fuck like mad."
"This is incredible," Wilma said, looking at the man. "How can you screw your own little girl? She's so pretty."
"That's why I fuck her," the man chuckled. "She turns me on."
"Sally," Wilma said, turning to her sister. "I don't like this at all. Why did you want me to meet these people?"
"To help you," Sally said. She sighed hopelessly and looked to the man for support. "You talk to her, Cliff."
Cliff Albertson was a good-looking hunk of man. Wilma couldn't deny that. And he had a disarming smile. He used it on her now.
"Your sister asked us over because of your problem," he said, eyeing the thrust of Wilma's tits in her dress. "She tells me you've been plagued by incest fantasies and thoughts of real incest, and you don't know what to do with them."
As he said these kind, softly spoken words, his daughter's hands moved into his lap. Wilma stared as Debbie opened her father's pants and released his big, thick cock. It was very disturbing.
"Do you have to do that now?" Wilma asked. She felt short of breath.
"Yes, she does," Cliff answered for his daughter. "She's free to play with my prick anytime she feels like it."
Debbie smiled prettily and pumped her fist up and down her father's enlarging dick.
"Besides," Cliff went on, "it's for your benefit."
"Mine!" Wilma gasped, unable to tear her eyes away from his cock. His prick was monstrous!
"Yes," Cliff said. "You should know that incest exists and that it isn't necessarily what you've been led to believe."
Wilma frowned at her sister. "Sally..."
"Listen to him," her sister said. "He's a dear friend, a good fuck, and he means well. I'll fix some more coffee."
Wilma wished her sister hadn't left her alone with this strange man and his even stranger daughter. The girl looked completely occupied by her father's erect prick. She started caressing it with both hands.
"Look, Wilma," Cliff said, opening his legs so his daughter could get at his cock. "I just want to help if I can. All I ask is a few minutes of your time. If after I've finished, you still think the same about yourself and incest, I'll simply leave. And you can go home."
"That seems fair enough," Wilma said, swallowing hard. She tried to suppress her own desire to caress that enormous cock of his.
"Good," Cliff said. He placed his hand behind his daughter's head and urged her to suck him off.
Debbie gripped his cockshaft in her fist and took his prick into her mouth. Her pretty head bobbed up and down rhythmically as her dad spoke.
"You've been having incestuous fantasies. Right?" he asked. "Yes," Wilma said. "And you feel guilty about them."
"Of course."
"Not of course," Cliff said, smiling at her. "That guilt you feel is superimposed on you."
"What?"
"You were taught that guilt. You don't need it. It's destructive. It dams up your sex energy."
"You don't have to feel guilty about having incest fantasies," Cliff said. "Everybody has them."
Wilma licked her dry lips. "That's what Sally told me. Now I know where she gets her information. But I don't care what you two say, incest is immoral, obscene and filthy.
Cliff laughed. "Slow down a minute," he said. "Let's look at this sanely. You keep confusing incest with incest fantasies. They aren't one and the same thing. One is thought, the other is action."
A light went on in Wilma's mind. She began to understand what he was getting at.
"Your incest fantasies are quite natural," he went on. "There should be no guilt attached to them. Actually, they are to be enjoyed as added pleasure in your sexual activities. They can enhance your orgasms. Especially when you fantasize yourself as the little girl getting fucked by daddy."
Wilma wanted to say something, but her tongue got tied as she watched Debbie's head and fist pumping faster.
Cliff smiled apologetically. "Excuse me a minute."
Wilma's mouth fell open in shock as the man turned his attention to his cocksucking daughter. He pushed Debbie's head down on his cock, gritted his teeth, groaned, and pumped his hot load of come into her mouth. Debbie moaned hotly and sucked all the jism up out of his jerking balls.
When the furious explosion was over, the girl licked all over her father's prick.
"Ohh...mmmm, daddy," she purred happily. "Your come is always so creamy."
She knelt up on the sofa. Then she leaned her head on the pillows with her cute ass poked up in the air. Knowing what his daughter wanted, Cliff flipped her short dress up and fingered her cunt-hole. He smiled at Wilma.
"She likes me to pet her pussy," he explained, then returned his attention to Wilma.
She looked from his spent prick to what he was doing to his daughter's cute little cunt.
"You don't call that immoral?" she asked incredulously.
"Not at all," Cliff replied. "And for a good reason. We both consent to it."
"I don't see-"
"Let me go on a minute, Wilma. First you have to separate incest fantasies from actual incest. You don't have to feel guilty about your fantasies. They're natural."
"And this?" Wilma said, nodding her head at his drilling finger.
"This is natural, too. Incest is natural. And it can be loving. What you're so confused about is violent incest-forced incest."
Wilma frowned.
"Forced incest is as bad as rape. But what about welcomed rape? Women who enjoy getting raped don't report it. There is no violence, not hurting, no pain, only the pleasure of the danger and the thrill of the fucking."
Debbie moaned pitifully and Cliff paused to shove all of his big finger up her tight snatch.
Wilma could see the child was coming on her father's finger-and loving it!
When his daughter was getting what she craved, Cliff smiled. "The same thing goes for incest. After you separate your incest fantasies from incest itself, and give up guilt, you have to put actual incest into two categories."
"Forced and welcomed," Wilma said, getting the drift.
"Exactly," Cliff said, giving her an admiring glance. "You've been victimized by theological bullshit. You've been taught that all incest-fantasy, forced and welcomed-is sinful and bad. But not so. You are guilty if you force a male relative to fuck you. You are not guilty for thinking about it. And you are not guilty of anything if the male also wants to fuck you."
"My God," Wilma breathed, crossing her legs, "I've never thought this way before."
"You sure haven't!" her sister laughed as she came in with fresh coffee.
Wilma turned back to Cliff. "Go on," she said with interest in her voice.
Cliff grinned. "Excuse me a minute."
He knelt up behind his little girl and worked his new hard-on into her tight pussy. A moment later he was fucking her nicely as she humped and moaned hotly.
As he fucked his daughter, Cliff grinned. "If you want to screw your father or brother or son, it's all right so long as he wants to fuck you. If a male relative wants to bang you, it's okay so long as you want to be banged. Anything other than mutual consent is immoral. It's that simple."
Her eyes were riveted to Cliff's immense boner sliding in and out of Debbie's squirming cunt.
Sally pulled her dress way up on her belly. Panting hotly, she attacked her own pussy with her hand and got herself off.
"Oh, God," Wilma murmured, helpless with desire. She, too, exposed her twat and finger fucked it.
All three females came wetly and the room was filled with their moans as Cliff pumped a load of jism into his little girl's cunt. He left all three of them breathless.
After he came, he pulled his soaked dick out of his daughter's squishy little twat and tucked it away.
"We have to be going now," he said, zipping his pants. He looked at Wilma. "Think about it. Be kind to yourself. Get rid of guilt. You don't need it. You're a beautiful woman, Wilma. I doubt that you'd have to force any man to fuck you. You have nothing to feel guilty about."
Wilma stared dazed as father and daughter left the house. She sat for a long time gazing at the door.
"I've never met such a man before," she muttered. "He knows so much."
"He ought to," Sally said. "He's a minister."
"Sally!" Wilma choked. The truth left her speechless and her mind whirled with new insights into incest.
After her initial shock wore off, she had a cup of coffee with her wise sister. They rehashed Wilma's outlook on life and sex.
Twenty minutes later, Wilma was on the sofa, naked from the waist down, calmly rubbing her twat.
"So it's all right to daydream about Tommy screwing me," she mused.
"Sure," Sally said. "Doesn't rubbing your pussy feel better when it's accompanied by thoughts like that?"
"Mmmmmm, yes, now that you mention it," Wilma cooed, and she massaged her stiff clit vigorously.
"You're glowing," Sally observed.
"I know," Wilma said. "I'm thinking of Dan fucking Sheila. She's such a cute little thing. I wonder if he ever thinks this way?"
"You can count on it," Sally laughed.
"And Sheila," Wilma said. "Do you suppose she thinks of her father screwing her?"
"Could be."
"And Tommy. Does he fantasize about me?"
"Maybe."
Wilma jerked her head around. "Oh, Sally, how can I ever thank you? I've been so rotten to you, and you've been so good to me!"
"Quit that," her sister admonished. "We live and learn. Would you believe I used to feel guilty about my incest fantasies?"
"You? No!"
"Oh, yes," Sally giggled. "But I got over it long before you did. The important thing is to get over it. It's never too early!"
They laughed together like they had when they were kids.
Wilma churned her cunt against her hand. "Staying with you is dangerous. I haven't been this hot in ages!"
"I'm horny, too," Sally confessed.
Wilma smiled wickedly at her. "You're the live wire. Can't you do something about this?"
Sally looked delighted, but dubious. "Are you serious?"
"Sally," Wilma sighed, "if you don't help me now, I'll scream!"
Her sister laughed and grabbed the phone.
An hour later Wilma stood by her sister when the doorbell rang. She felt a little self-conscious about this, but her pussy was so hot, she didn't mind.
Sally opened the door and invited a man inside. His name was Bill, a plumber Sally knew, who had come to her house one day to fix a leaking faucet and wound up fixing her leaking cunt.
"Bill," Sally said sexily, "this is my sister Wilma. She's got a bad case of hot pants-only she isn't wearing any. I immediately thought of you."
"Thanks, Sally," Bill laughed. He turned to Wilma and took her hand. His bedroom eyes burned into hers. "Hello, Wilma. Good to see you. But I'd like to see more. Much more. What a set of tits you've got."
He slipped his arms around her slim waist and pulled her to him.
"S-Sally..." Wilma gasped, just before the man's mouth claimed hers. His big, thick tongue invaded her mouth and she went lax against him.
A second later she was quivering in his arms, rubbing her twat against his rising prick, licking his tongue to turn him on.
She gasped when he dipped and lifted her up in his powerful arms. She snaked her arms around his neck and panted hornily as he carried her into a bedroom.
On the way she purred, "I've never been carried into a bedroom. It's romantic."
Bill chuckled and set her down on the bed. He stripped his clothes off. As he peeled his shorts down, his hairy thighs came into view, along with his hanging nuts and stiff, wet cock.
Seeing his massive prick, Wilma whimpered and tore her dress off. She stretched out on the bed and displayed her tits and cunt and ass for him.
"Fuck me," she breathed hotly.
Bill groaned with lust and climbed between her lush legs. Wilma spread them wide and grabbed his dick. When he pushed toward her, she guided his cock to her horny fuck-hole, then released it so he could get it up into her.
His thick cock spread her pussy-lips wide and shafted into her body, making her thrash immediately. She let out a howl of pleasure as Bill fucked the daylights out of her.
Sally couldn't wait for her turn with Bill. It was unbearable to watch her passionate sister getting fucked so beautifully. So she made another phone call.
After a triple-orgasm that left her dazed and breathless, Wilma came to her senses to find her sister and another man on the bed, screwing like crazy.
"Ohhhmmmmm," Wilma moaned, turned on by the sight of the big man fucking Sally. Sally looked positively rapturous as her pussy got stuffed.
Bill rammed his prick in and out of Wilma's cunt as the other man screwed Sally. The bed jounced and squeaked under the weight of them all and the ladies had a ball, coming repeatedly on those massive, tireless pricks.
She leaned over and her sister met her halfway. Their mouths met, warm and moist, and their tongues licked at each other lightly as the men fucked them. The sisterly kisses became hot, lesbian love-making as their pussies creamed and creamed on the rampaging cocks.
The men chuckled from time to time, turned on to the sight of the two women kissing and licking and moaning. Sally's and Wilma's erotic behavior only made their cocks stiffer and more violent in their cunts. Both girls liked that!
Their lesbian fun became a silent conspiracy to keep the men horny. They played with each other's tits and licked at each other hornily. The men grunted and watched and screwed their enormous boners in and out of their delightful twats.
A few moments later, Bill gasped and looked at the other man. "Want to switch?" he asked.
"I haven't shot my load yet," the other guy said.
"Me neither," Bill replied. "Let's switch anyway."
"Okay. I'd like to fuck that doll."
Sally giggled as her lover pulled his prick out of her clenching cunt. She turned her face to her sister and her eyes twinkled lustily.
"Wilma," she panted. "I'd like you to meet Johnny Faber. Johnny, this is my sister."
"Hi, Wilma," he greeted, shoving his wet dick up into her tight pussy.
"Oh!" Wilma gasped, feeling the full size of his cock. "Hello!"
The men plowed their cocks into their pussies, turning them on, driving them wild with lust.
Wilma and Sally heaved and screwed and humped crazily, shrieking and laughing and moaning passionately as they gave themselves completely to the horny males.
Then the men were grunting like animals, both ready to shoot their fiery loads into these willing, passionate broads.
"Give it to me!" Sally cried, tossing around. "Ohhh, fuck your come into my cunt!"
As Bill shot his jism into her clenching, wet pussy, Johnny fucked Wilma and gasped into her ear.
"You're a good fucking lay, baby," he rasped, drilling his dick harder and faster. "Do you know that? You married? If you are, your old man is a lucky son-of-a-bitch. Goddamn, but your pussy is horny! Do you always fuck like this? Jesus, I'm gonna bust my nuts!"
Wilma laughed erotically and fucked the come right out of the man's aching nuts, giggling as she came on his pistoning, spitting dick.
Her eyes closed in rapture and her mind filled with a free, liberated fantasy of her son Tommy screwing her cunt.
"Oh, ohh, ohhhhh, Tommy!" she squealed, and came again before Johnny's cock stopped shooting.
Later, as they panted on the bed alone, Sally smiled at her sister. "Did you know you yelled out Tommy's name when you were getting fucked?"
"Oh, I didn't!" Wilma said, blushing.
But she knew she had. She still remembered the luscious fantasy of holding her boy, caressing him, kissing him, and giving him the best pussy he'd ever had!
CHAPTER TEN
Sally drove her sister to the bus depot and kissed her goodbye when the bus arrived.
"Don't be a stranger now that you're liberated," Sally laughed.
"Oh, I won't silly," Wilma said, hugging her.
"It wouldn't surprise me if I never saw you again," Sally said, almost sadly. "I see a new light in your eyes. You're flying out of the nest of old ideas. You're getting free."
"Don't say that," Wilma said, tears stinging her eyes. "You're talking nonsense. In fact-"
"What?" Sally prodded.
"Well, I was just wondering, Sal. Have you ever wanted to fuck Dan?"
Sally pretended demure shock. "My own brother-in-law? My sister's husband? Wilma, how can you even think such a thing!"
Wilma burst into laughter. "Then you have!"
Sally smiled slyly. "Would you like me to? Would you like to see your hubby banging me?"
"The thought crossed my mind," Wilma laughed. "But not yet, Sal. I want to make things up to him first. I owe him. The poor guy has been through hell because of me. I'm lucky he didn't ask for a divorce! But I'm going home now and make it up to him. And I'm going to enjoy my little fantasies."
"Are you going to talk to Dan about all that?"
"Goodness, no! I don't think he'd understand why I would think of him screwing Sheila or of Tommy banging me! No, I think I'll just keep my little secret and have a damned good time!"
The bus was ready to depart, so Sally hastily kissed Wilma goodbye again. Sally watched her sister go and she nibbled her lower lip thoughtfully as the bus drove off. She wasn't so sure that her sister should keep her sex thoughts to herself. It was always good for husband and wife to share erotic fantasies.
When Sally got home, her mind was made up. She loved her sister, especially now that Wilma had broken out of her guilt trap. And she wanted her and Dan to be sexually happy. She now felt it was her duty to call her brother-in-law and have a little talk with him, before Wilma arrived home.
She got herself a cup of coffee and settled on the sofa with the telephone. She dialed.
"Hello?" Dan answered.
"Dan? This is Sally."
"Sally! What's the matter? Is Wilma all right? What..."
"Calm down, Dan," Sally laughed. "Wilma is just fine. In fact, she's on her way home right now."
"Oh," Dan replied.
"I wanted to talk to you about Wilma," she said. "She and I have really shared some things these past few days."
"Then you know what's been bugging her?" he asked with interest.
"Yes, I do. Listen, Dan, this isn't easy to talk about, so I'm just going to spit it out. Okay?"
"Okay," Dan said, preparing himself. Sally got comfortable on the sofa and spilled the whole thing about Wilma's erotic fantasies, her guilt and her thoughts about her children and husband.
At the other end of the line, Dan Drake listened quietly, but confusedly.
"I don't get it," he murmured. "She had erotic fantasies about me fucking Sheila and Tommy fucking her, and because of that she cut me off?"
"Try to understand, Dan," Sally pleaded. "Guilt was turning her pussy off, if you know what I mean. But she's all right now." Sally giggled. "In fact, she's juicy!"
"What caused the miracle?" Dan asked.
"Well..." Sally murmured, thinking of her friend Cliff. "Never mind. That's women business. All you have to know is that Wilma is in fine shape and ready to fuck your ass off."
"Sounds interesting," Dan replied. "Sounds fantastic, in fact. Thank you, Sally. Some day I'm going to have to drop over there and bang your cute box."
"Oh, you cunt-teaser. You've been saying that ever since you married Wilma. Why don't you really do it? I'd really like to fuck you, Dan. I'll make it good for you. I'll suck you off first, then rape you."
"Jesus," Dan groaned, his cock erecting in his pants. "You're a temptation, all right. Some day, Sal. Now I have to go. Got to get things right around here for Wilma."
"Oh, one more thing, Dan. Please don't mention this call to Wilma. I don't think she would want me to talk to you about this. I asked her if she was going to tell you and she said no. She doesn't think you can handle all this stuff about incest fantasies."
Dan's sudden burst of raucous laughter shocked Sally.
"What the hell's so funny?"
"Nothing, nothing," her brother-in-law laughed. "Thanks, Sally. And I won't tell Wilma about the call."
"If you have a chick around there, get rid of her," Sally giggled. "Wilma said she was going to surprise you. She's not going to call from the depot. She's taking a taxi home."
"Good," Dan replied. "We'll have a surprise waiting for her, too."
He hung up on a bewildered sister-in-law and called out, "Sheila! Tommy! Get your asses in here!"
Getting no response from the kids, he sauntered to Sheila's room. He froze in the doorway and watched hornily. Sheila and Tommy hadn't heard him call because they were immersed in a hot sixty-nine on Sheila's bed.
Dan entered the room slowly, hotly, and stared at his daughter and son as they feverishly licked and sucked each other.
Sheila's pretty, sexy mouth slipped up and down easily on her brother's stiff, throbbing dick, and Tommy's mouth made slurping noises between his sister's spread thighs.
Dan unzipped his fly and brought out his raging cock. He stood by, jacking it up and down with pleasure as he watched Sheila and Tommy go at it.
Tommy came first. His rigid fuck-pole stabbed up into Sheila's sucking little mouth and exploded viciously. Thick wads of cockcream blasted down her gulping throat and Dan's prick ached for her mouth.
"Keep sucking her cunt," he rasped to his son when Sheila lifted her face from Tommy's spent cock.
Dan knelt up on the bed and mauled Sheila's pert tits as he fed his dick into her ready and willing mouth.
Sheila moaned hotly as her dad's enormous boner filled her loving mouth, and she sat on Tommy's mouth and writhed her pussy crazily as she sucked Dan off.
Dan fucked his raging prick in and out of his daughter's lovely mouth and played with her arching tits slowly, yet hotly. His fingers tweaked her pink nipples and she moaned constantly, running her hot mouth up and down on his long dick.
She grabbed his big, hot nuts and toyed with them hornily as she sucked his prick. Her tongue flashed and darted around his big cockhead as she bobbed her head. She loved the feeling of his giant cock in her hot mouth. Sucking Tommy was pleasant, but blowing her father's cock was arousing and mind-boggling every time.
"Mmmmmmmm!" she moaned. She held onto his balls and drove her mouth all the way down on his rigid fuck-pole to make his cockhead fuck her throat.
Even though she was thoroughly enjoying herself, as usual, Sheila couldn't take the combination of her father's enormous boner in her mouth and her brother's tongue up her horny twat.
She yanked her mouth from Dan's dick. "Daddy, I can't stand it... I wanna fuck..."
Dan groaned, looking into her young, horny eyes. He watched her naked tits heave, saw her shiver with desire. It turned him on.
"Okay, Tommy, ease up," he said. "Let's get on the floor, Sheila, and I'll fuck you all you want."
When Sheila climbed off the bed, Tommy gasped for breath. "Boy, you almost smothered me to death! Your pussy is so hot, Sheila!"
Tommy rolled onto his side as he watched his father guide Sheila to the corner of the room.
Sheila spread herself out on the floor and smiled wickedly at her big-dicked dad. She reached for his cock and pulled at it.
"Give it to me, Daddy," she purred. "My pussy's hotter than Tommy thinks. He sucks it so hard!"
Her father chuckled lewdly and shoved his big cock into her furry little cunt. Sheila immediately went ape-shit, twisting and humping and gasping for more.
Dan loved the tightness of his little girl's fresh, young twat. It was special to feel it so wet and tight around his pistoning prick.
Tommy liked it, too, for his own reasons. It was always a treat for him now to watch his big father fuck his sister. Sheila got so fucking horny when he was banging her pussy. Tommy liked to watch her go crazy on her dad's rampaging prick.
He jerked his dick relentlessly as his bugged eyes stared hotly at the horny scene below. Even after Sheila's delightful blow-job, his cock got immense for a boy his age, and he ran his fist up and down its length with increasing pleasure as his father screwed Sheila's squirming pussy.
Tommy was absorbed in the view, and Sheila was drunk on sexy feelings up her cunt. Only Dan heard a car door slam, and only he heard the front door open and close softly. He swallowed hard, a bit nervously, and went on jamming his enormous boner into his little girl's twat.
That's what Wilma saw when she stood in the open doorway.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped.
Her eyes shot to her naked husband and kids. She watched Dan fucking Sheila. She saw the look of utter joy on her little girl's pretty face. Then her eyes moved to her son, her young, handsome, innocent son. She saw his stiff prick in his pumping fist and almost teetered.
"Dear God!" she gasped again.
"Mom!" Tommy rasped, wide-eyed.
"Daddy!" Sheila screamed. "Let me up! Mom is here!"
"Calm down!" Dan growled loudly. "Everybody!"
He never missed a stroke into his daughter's hot pussy as he looked over his shoulder at his wife. "You had to know sooner or later. Why not now? Just get a hold on yourself. Don't look so furious. Don't get upset. Just accept the facts of life."
Wilma's mouth flapped loosely for a moment as she panted for breath. "Who's furious?" she gasped. "I'm horny!"
Dan chuckled and drilled all of his prick into Sheila's pussy, which took her mind off of her mother.
Tommy looked on in awe as his mother quickly stripped naked. He stared wide-eyed at her bushy cunt and his mouth fell open dumbly. His cock throbbed.
"Lay down," Wilma said to her boy.
Tommy gawked. "Huh?"
"Lay down, I said. I want your beautiful prick in my mouth!"
She glanced once more at her husband and daughter, then got on the bed with her son. Tommy looked dazed as she helped him down onto his back. She crawled between his legs and took his prick into her caressing hands.
She gave his rigid fuck-pole a little lick with her tongue. "Do you know that I made this? I mean, your father and I. You wouldn't have such a nice prick if it weren't for us."
"Mom..." Tommy rasped, shivering all over.
She giggled. She looked so different now, all naked and panting and licking his prick.
"God, Mom," Tommy gasped, "you're beautiful!"
"Thank you, Tommy," she whispered, giving his dick a nice suck. "And you're handsome. Do you know that? Well, you will. I'm going to teach you lots of things from now on. I'll make you the fuckingest stud in the neighborhood. Girls will be aching to screw you!"
Dan chuckled over Sheila's thrusting tits. "You sound delicious, Wilma."
"You shut up and fuck my little girl nice," Wilma laughed. "I want her to have the best, too. You teach her and I'll teach Tommy."
Tommy's cock jerked and that caught her attention. "Such a beautiful prick," she soothed, rubbing her hands up and down his thick cockshaft. "I've always wanted to do this for you. When I thought of you jerking off by yourself, it pained me. You don't have to whack off now. I'll take care of your cock, just like I've taken care of your other needs. I'm your mother and I love you."
A twinkle came into her eyes as she made his dick leak wetly.
"Do you remember when I used to bathe you?" she asked.
"Y-yeah," he stammered. "Well, I'd like to do that again. Would you mind? I know you're a big boy now, but this will be different. Even when you were a little tyke, I used to dream of bathing you and then sucking your little prick for you. Isn't that scandalous? And juicy."
"Mom..."
"Come on, let's go into the bathroom and have some fun. I'll give you a bath like you've never had. Maybe even a nice enema!"
Sheila stared around her father's shoulder as her mother led Tommy into the bathroom. She swallowed audibly and churned her soaked cunt on Dan's plunging prick.
"Daddy... what's going on?" she rasped hotly.
"Your mother is growing up," Dan said hornily, and he rammed his cock into her furry twat so hard that she shrieked.
"D-does that get you hot?" Sheila asked. "I mean, mom sucking Tommy? You seem to be fucking me harder."
"Sure, it gets me hot, kitten. Doesn't it get you hot to think of what they're doing in there?"
Sheila suddenly giggled and twisted her cunt on her dad's drilling cock. "Yes! Yes, it does! Ohhh, Daddy, this is marvelous!"
She thought about the marvel as her father fucked her pussy. She thought about it some more when he pushed his dick into her mouth and fucked her there. And she thought about it when Dan said he wanted to ass-fuck her.
"In my asshole!" Sheila cried. "But-you told me only Tommy could fuck me there because his prick was smaller!"
Dan rolled her over onto her aching tits. "You heard your mother. She wants the very best for you. This is the best, kitten, and I want you to have it, too. Besides, it's been driving me up the wall to watch Tommy fucking your cute ass all the time."
"Daddy!" Sheila gasped.
He pushed her legs wide open and knelt between her trembling thighs. Gripping his dick in a big fist, he guided his cockhead to her little asshole and nudged it in.
"Daddy! It's too big!" Sheila shrieked, feeling her asshole puckering.
"Don't worry, kitten," her father soothed, rubbing his wet cockhead into her anus. "I wouldn't think of hurting you."
Her ass-cheeks parted for the bulge of his cockhead and he forced it into her asshole, stretching her little hole greatly.
"Ow!" Sheila cried. "I thought you said you wouldn't hurt me!"
Dan chuckled lewdly and inched more of his big cock into her rectum. "It only hurts a little," he said. "You'll see. Trust me."
"But-daddy! Oh, my God, what are you trying to do to me! Daddy! No! Uhhh! It's hurting! It's too big! Daddy, daddy, daddy!"
Dan leaned into her then, desiring to get all of his enormous boner into her hot little ass. Gritting his teeth against the effort, he worked inches of his thick dick up into her bowels.
Sheila's fingers clawed the carpet and she bit her lower lip as her dad's giant cock wedged into her tight ass. She thought she'd die before he had it all in. But she didn't die-unless she died with pure pleasure.
Just as he'd promised, his dick started to feel good up her ass. Slowly but surely, her asshole took in every solid inch of his marvelous, thrilling dick.
ISO
Another moment of breathless agony passed, then Dan started fucking in earnest, ramming his powerful cock in and out. Sheila's asshole was a helluva turn-on, he discovered, and he couldn't help but fuck like mad into it.
Sheila whimpered helplessly then, feeling new sensations from his wide, thrusting cock. The faster he drilled his dick in and out of her wet asshole, the more she felt good feelings in her tits and cunt. It was by being fucked in the ass by her dad that Sheila discovered for all time that all the parts of her luscious body were connected by pleasure.
Dan grunted and rammed his dick home again and again. Each time he crashed his dick into her squishy asshole, her clit thudded on the floor. It soon delighted her and she let him know it.
"Ohhhh, Daddy, it's-it's fantastic! Ohhh, fuck me! Give it to me! I'm gonna come like crazy! Fuck me good, Daddy, fuck me good!"
In the bathroom, Tommy was slumped in the tub with his mother's hot mouth working magic on his stiff prick.
In the bedroom, Dan screwed his powerful cock in and out of his little girl's horny asshole.
No one bothered when the doorbell sounded. No one cared when the phone rang. Wilma Drake did not play mother at meal time. Dan
Drake did not play father and watch TV. Neither Sheila nor Tommy were in a hurry to get out of the house. The whole family was fucking happily!
And that night, Wilma took her loving young boy into her bed and mothered him in a new, exciting way. Dan stole into Sheila's bed, and his sexy little daughter immediately grabbed his thick cock and licked it into new stiffness.
"Ohhh, Daddy," she purred as he stuffed his cock up her horny pussy, "we've got to be the happiest family in town!"