Fifteen-year-old Erica Hamilton and her seventeen-year-old brother Rick figured they had just about the ideal setup: all the sex any teen-ager could ever want, without setting foot outside the cozy home their parents provided them. But then the arrival for the summer of Rick's and Erica's innocent younger cousins, Jerry and Julie, threatened to put a temporary damper on their incestuous activities. Only some quick thinking on Erica's part, and plenty of help from her loving brother, prevented this from happening, and the summer turned out to be a most enjoyable one for the swapping cousins.
1
Erica Hamilton slowly pulled her finger out of her dripping cunt, tossed the movie magazine aside, and reached for the switch of the bedside lamp. She turned if off with a loud snap, then gave the little knob a rapid twist that made the switch click loudly two more times. She held her breath.
When she heard the answering double click from her brother's room, Erica let her breath out softly with a tight sigh. Squirming around, she pulled the shortie pajama top that was all she wore up over her head and let it drop beside the bed. Then she slid down between the sheets, feeling the cloth rubbing over her sharp and excited nipples, and brushing between the lips of her moist cunt.
"Hi," Rick whispered, slipping under the covers with her.
"Hi," Erica greeted him, sliding her hand over his bare hip, seeking, and quickly finding his hard cock. She wrapped her fingers around the solid shaft.
Rick chuckled softly, sliding his hand up his sister's smooth, slender torso to find and cup one of her small, young breasts. "You don't waste much time," he observed as he rubbed his palm over her nipple.
Erica felt a marvelous familiar wave of passion sweep outward from her tits and heat her entire body. "Why should I?" She fingered her brother's hard cock tenderly, studying the hard contours she knew so well. There was the head, softer than the shaft, and pink rather than pale white like the rest of it. Her fingertip found the groove below the head and traced it out. Then she pressed that special little knot on the underside and felt it jerk and harden more.
Rick brushed his thumb over Erica's nipple, sending fiery jolts through her.
Erica was fighting jerks of her muscles as she fondled her brother's cock, digging the fingers of her other hand into the bed. "Not so fast."
"You sure know what I like," Rick said, shifting his attention to her other breast, rolling over to his side to reach it better.
The sheet was bothering Erica. Kicking her feet, she pushed it down and off both of them. Then she looked down toward her hand. In the soft light from the bedroom window she could see her hand and Rick's cock. The head of his prick looked almost black against her pale skin. She pumped her hand up and down his rod, feeling the skin slip over its hard interior.
"We've got to get what we can, now. Before Jerry and Julie get here," she pointed out.
Rick sighed and slid his hand down toward his sister's cunt. "Yeah. What a pain in the butt. How come they gotta visit us?"
Erica waited for the touch of his fingers on her cunt, her muscles tense in anticipation of the explosion of pleasure that was coming. When his finger pressed against her pubic bone, she felt as if she'd been dipped in fire. Her muscles knotted and squeezed the breath out of her lungs.
She gulped. "I guess because we're the only relatives they've got."
"Shit, don't they have any friends around where they live?" Rick asked.
"How should I know?" Erica snapped.
"Ssshhh, keep your voice down," Rick cautioned. He was playing with her pussy, slipping his finger along the crack without penetrating her.
Erica turned toward him to press the length of her slender body against him. His skin felt hot and soft, his muscles and bones hard. Her passion was boiling through her more and more now. She thought of her cousins arriving for their visit and scowled. Why did they have to be coming for the whole summer? Just a week or two without being able to make it with Rick would be bad enough. Hungrily, she sought Rick's lips with hers and they kissed for the first time that night. Their mouths opened and their tongues dueled. She- ran her tongue between his lips, tasted something and drew back away from him. "You've been smoking again," she said accusingly.
"So what?" Rick retorted.
"You know Dad'll give it to you if he finds out."
"You gonna tell him?"
"Uh-uh," Erica said quickly, snuggling against him as if to reassure him. She kissed him again and then spread her thighs, giving him room to slide his hand down and drive his finger into her. She dug her fingers into his strong shoulders as a wash of lust boiled up through her from his invading finger.
For delicious hours they writhed together on the bed, Erica's passion building steadily higher and higher. She was fighting to keep silent now, battling her urge to whimper and cry from the excitement searing through her. Her brother kept toying with her, sliding his finger in and out of her steaming cunt, while he pinched one of her nipples. Erica kept a tight grasp on his cock, then slid her fingers back to juggle his balls. Rick grunted at her gentle touch on his nuts.
When Rick pushed her onto her back, Erica was more than ready and eagerly spread her young body under his. He covered her, his weight coming down on her, pressing her into the mattress. She spread her thighs and let him settle his hips between her legs. She guided his prick to her pussy and wriggled down on it, easing just the head of it into her. When Rick pushed his cock in, Erica thought she was going to die with pleasure. She felt him gradually work his cock deeper and deeper into her. Where she had been empty, she was getting more and more full. His hot shaft spread the walls of her vagina open, drilling deeper and deeper into her. Erica's hips surged upward to meet his drives, urging him onward, welcoming his invasion of her body.
Wrapping her arms around Rick's body, Erica clung to him, spread her legs wide, then tangled them with his to lock the two of them together. She relished his total penetration, savored the bulk of his cock deep in her channel. His pubic bone was jammed against hers, trapping her clitoris between them. That pressure was just one added pleasure to the feel of his cock in her guts. Erica was roaring along near the peak of her orgasm and squirmed her hips against him.
"Like it, huh?" Rick asked, his voice soft and rumbling, close to Erica's ear. He wriggled his hips without moving his cock in and out of her.
"Yes," Erica gulped, feeling her abused clitoris being rolled to a pulp.
"How about this?" Rick asked, drawing his cock out of her, then sliding it back in.
"Aah," Erica sighed, desperately throwing her vocal cords out of gear at the last moment. If she hadn't, the noise would have roused the whole house.
Rick ignored her wordless answer and pumped his cock in and out of his younger sister. His hands were gripped her shoulders, his forearms and elbows pressing into the bed as he took some of his weight off of her. The bed squeaked softly as he pistoned his cock in and out of her with steady strokes of his hips.
Erica was chewing on the side of his neck. At the last instant, she managed to avoid biting him really hard and turned her head to the side, chewing on her own lip. She didn't dare leave a mark on his neck where it would show. Squeezing her eyes tight shut, she battled to savor every magnificent blast of passion that ripped through her, knowing that she probably wouldn't be able to enjoy him again until her cousins were gone. She let her hips respond to his drives, pushing up to answer his thrusts, squirming to stir his cock around in her cunt.
Rick let go of her shoulders and did a push-up to hang over her. He looked down her body while he kept his hips moving, and Erica looked up at him as he stared down between them to watch his cock slide in and out of her. Then her own pleasure got to be too much for her and she let her eyes close and let her first orgasm wash over her like a wave of fire. She jammed her hips up against him and squeezed the muscles of her cunt around his cock. He didn't stop his pistoning, and the feel of his cock sliding against her juicy tissues increased the intensity of her orgasm. The muscles in her body knotted tightly as she came, then, slowly, they relaxed as her orgasm passed over her like an ocean wave.
Rick kept up his relentless fucking, and Erica burned along, thrilling to the pleasure he was giving her. She felt the head of his cock dig into the bottom of her vagina from the angle he was taking. She knew he was driving toward his own climax and tried to help by tightening the muscles of her cunt around him again. His pace quickened, his hips slamming his cock against her harder and harder, until it felt as if his pubic bone were going to shatter hers. Another climax began to build and build and build in Erica, lifting her higher and higher, then bursting over her. She was driven along by her passion, only faintly feeling her brother's coming, only vaguely aware of his semen spraying deep into her as he dropped his full weight down on her. She managed to find his balls and fondle them, and felt his muscles strain and jerk as his orgasm ripped upward again, just as it had been about to die out. She milked him with her cunt the way he'd taught her.
When she felt his cock beginning to shrink inside her, Erica let herself relax at last, and consciously unknotted her passion-tensed muscles. Feeling limp and content, she lay under her brother and breathed softly, letting his weight drive the air out of her lungs, enjoying the effort it took to inhale against his mass.
After a while, her breasts began to feel sore from being mashed between her ribs and his. She pushed at him, urging him off. With a soft sigh he lifted himself off her, his shrunken cock sliding out of her cunt. It trailed a sticky line of juices across her thigh as he settled next to her.
"Get the covers?" she asked him.
"What's the matter, cold?" he replied, reaching down and tugging the sheet and thin blanket up over them.
"Uh-huh." She snuggled against him. "I'm going to miss not having you here."
"I'm not going anywhere," Rick answered.
"I know," Erica sighed. "But with Julie sleeping with me, we can hardly make it like we just did."
Rick snorted. "You think I'll be able to get away with anything with Jerry in my bed? I won't even be able to jerk off."
"You haven't jerked off in four years," Erica pointed out.
"We been making it that long?"
Erica nodded, her hair tickling against his chest. "Since I was eleven, remember?"
"Yeah. Been good, hasn't it?" Rick said.
"It isn't over," Erica pointed out.
"It is for this summer," Rick muttered.
"Maybe Jerry and Julie won't be all that bad," Erica said hopefully.
"I'll bet. Little wet-nosed brats, that's what they are," Rick snorted.
"That was a long time ago," Erica noted. "We haven't seen them in five years."
"How old does that make them?"
Erica did some mental arithmetic. "Jerry's fourteen now. That would make Julie thirteen."
Rick thought for a second. "Hey, maybe Julie should sleep in my bed. She's old enough now."
Erica punched her brother in the stomach, just hard enough to get a grunt out of him. "Meany. I'd be jealous. And I'd get back at you. If you sleep with Julie, I'll sleep with Jerry!"
"You're jealous," Rick noted, a little proudly.
"Of course I am," Erica answered. "You're my brother."
"Julie's my cousin."
"And Jerry's my cousin," Erica retorted quickly. Then she snuggled closer to Rick. "But I don't want him. I want you. You're older than he is, and probably bigger."
"Might be nice to get some fresh meat into the game, though," Rick said.
Erica punched him again, but not as hard. "That's a terrible thing to say. Besides, they'd probably squeal on us."
"Not if we did it right," Rick said. "Not if we made it so they'd get in just as much trouble as we would."
"You really want to make it with Julie, don't you?"
Rick shrugged. "I don't know. I haven't seen her in five years. Last time I saw her she was a skinny little kid."
"But now that you know she's thirteen, you're a lot more interested, aren't you?" "Yeah." Rick sighed significantly. "Beast," Erica snapped, poking him for a third time.
"Ouch! Hey, you're gonna leave me all black and blue," Rick protested. "Besides, wouldn't you like to make it with Jerry?"
Erica shrugged and stroked her brother's chest with one finger. "Why should I, when I've got you?"
"Because he'd be different," Rick argued. "Or maybe better?" Erica teased. "Couldn't be better," Rick argued. As if to back up his boast, he moved his hand down to Erica's juicy cunt and slid his finger into her. "Oh, wow!" Erica gulped. "Sssshhhh," Rick cautioned. "Ohh," Erica moaned, grabbing his arms and holding on as new waves of lust boiled through her. "Don't torture me."
"Who's torturing you? I'm just getting you ready."
"Are you ready again?" Erica managed to ask. "Check and see."
Erica followed his suggestion and slid her hand down his stomach, brushing her fingers through his pubic hair to the base of his cock. She lifted it and discovered it was already half erect. She wrapped her fingers around it and felt it grow in her grasp. She tickled the spot under its head and it responded with a jerk. The warm rod of hardening flesh was still sticky with their mingled juices.
"Oh, you are ready again!" Erica sighed happily.
"Don't rush it," Rick cautioned.
"I won't," she assured him, easing her stimulation of his cock. She spread her thighs wide to let him dig his finger deeper into her cunt. She was blazing with passion from his probing. Even without her nipples touching anything, or being touched, she could tell they were as hard as rocks. They felt all full as her excitement steadily increased. She reached under Rick's cock and found his balls. She fondled them gently, weighing them.
"Maybe we'll be able to make it in the dressing room by the pool," Rick suggested.
"Oooh, I hope so," Erica moaned. "But you know how close they stuck to us last time."
"Yeah," Rick agreed. "I felt like I had a caboose the way Jerry tailed me everywhere."
"Mom and Dad sure weren't any help," Erica noted, managing to keep her mind working and her voice a whisper in spite of her growing excitement. She felt her juices flowing over her brother's hand as he pressed his palm against her mound, his finger buried all the way in her cunt.
"You said it," Rick agreed. " 'Rick, take your cousin with you. After all, he's your guest,'" he mimicked.
"Mom used to say the same thing to me," Erica sighed. "Julie was okay, but gee whiz, she was just a kid."
"We better enjoy ourselves now, while we can," Rick sighed, pumping his finger in and out of Erica's cunt.
"Yeah," Erica agreed, her voice shaking because of his finger-fucking. She shifted her fingers and stroked the underside of his rock-hard cock. She caught some fresh juices on her fingers and smeared them around the head of his cock. His flesh was so hot they instantly thickened and turned sticky. Enjoying the incredible stickiness, Erica smeared the juices around some more, then wrapped her hand completely around his cock, letting his lubricant glue her palm to his skin. His curling pubic hair tickled the backs of her fingers as she stroked his cock. Waggling it around, she bumped its head against her belly.
"You ready again?" Rick asked.
"Do I feel ready?" Erica retorted. "Let me put it in this time."
"Okay," Rick agreed, rolling onto his back.
Erica tossed the covers off them again and sat up. She looked down at her brother's lean body, gleaming white in the soft light from the window. His cock was a beautifully sculpted shaft. She straddled his thighs and fondled his organ with both hands, brushing her thumbs up its underside to get it as hard as possible. With her thighs spread, she could feel cool air brushing the juicy, excited tissues of her cunt. The air dried her juices, making her cunt feel icy, a wild sensation which increased her pleasure.
Rick was looking up at her, and Erica thrilled to his admiration. She straightened her spine to make her breasts stand out. Glancing down, she could see her nipples, hard little bumps capping her tender mounds. Her breasts weren't large, but were shapely, with no hint of a crease on their underside. Her nipples were so pale and pink, that in the dim light they blended in with her fair skin and were visible only because of their contours. Rick reached up with both hands and cupped her breasts as she squatted over him. She looked down at his cock, scant inches in front of her cunt as she sat on his thighs. His organ looked immense and hard and brutal in her slender fingers.
Her mouth watering with excitement, she lifted herself, worked upward along him and positioned herself directly over his cock. Aiming it up into her cunt, she lowered herself on it slowly, torturing them both.
The head of his hot cock touched her air-chilled pussy and Erica felt as if she were being branded. She lowered herself a fraction of an inch, relishing the feel of her vagina being wedged open. His juices had dried, as had hers, and he stuck. His cock pulled painfully at her tissues, making her stop and lift up to spread wave of liquid along his shaft. Then she pushed down until dry skin burned against her vagina, forcing her to stop and back off again.
She pumped herself down on him carefully. Every downward stroke made her gulp and gasp with pleasure. He was torturing her nipples, pinching and twisting them, looking up at her as she worked her way down on him.
Rick's cock felt so hot, Erica closed her eyes and visualized a red-hot poker being thrust slowly up into her cunt. He felt that hot to her, like a firebrand. She worked her way down on his cock, fighting her urge to skewer herself totally. She wanted to torture herself, and him, by taking as long as possible to take his whole, wonderful prick into her.
With a shudder, she settled her weight on him, his cock completely sheathed in her hot cunt. She felt stuffed marvelously full of him. Her ass planted firmly against his thighs, she sat with his prick stuffing her cunt. She grinned at him, her muscles tense with lust.
Rick tried to shift his cock in her, and pushed his hips up against her. She pressed down on him, refusing to let him move even a fraction of an inch. She felt his cock wriggle slightly in her and squeezed her muscles around it. She shifted her hips just enough to let his cock stir around in her a tiny bit.
"You gonna stay like this all night?" Rick asked, his hands still working her breasts over.
Erica leaned forward, bracing her hands on his shoulders. She lifted her hips and let them drop, slamming her brother's cock deep into her cunt. His hips jarred against hers, and a shock wave of pleasure ripped upward through her body at the impact. She lifted herself again, and dropped again, and a second quake rocked her.
"Man, you're hot," Rick groaned softly, rolling his head. His eyes were closed, and his hands were clutching her breasts, bruising them.
"When-you're-hot," Erica whispered hoarsely, "you're-hot." She punctuated the sentence by lifting and dropping her hips, hammering his cock up into her again and again. She looked down as she lifted and watched his cock slide into view. The sight of that mammoth tool shining with their juices, vanishing into her body, added immensely to Erica's pleasure. She did it again, and again, getting hotter and hotter with every thrust.
Rick slid his hand down Erica's slender body, gripped her waist and fought to guide her as she pistoned up and down on him, harder and harder, faster and faster. Then he slid his thumbs over toward the upper end of her pussy and ground them down on her clitoris. Erica's muscles spasmed, making her fight desperately to keep from collapsing down on him. Rick ground his thumbs into her cunt, and she thought she was going to die. Rick's cock felt like a smoldering pole in her guts, his thumbs like red-hot pokers against her clitoris. His fingers were digging into her soft stomach, adding a further accent to her incredible pleasure.
Erica roared up to a searing orgasm, one that locked her muscles, and left her helpless for long, marvelous seconds. She dug her fingers into Rick's shoulders as she fought to keep from folding up completely. Hanging on for dear life, she battled to savor every moment of her orgasm without collapsing or fainting. Slowly her muscles unknotted and she became aware of the juices that had poured from her cunt. She lifted and pistoned on him again, and they squished together. Tightening her pussy around his marvelous cock, she moved up and down on him again and again. And this time, when he fought to guide her with his hands, she let him.
He set a slow, deliberate pace. Measuring carefully, he lifted her until he was almost out of her, then pulled her back down on him, jamming his cock deep into her vagina. Keeping the moves steady and powerful, he lifted her and dropped her. Somehow controlling the soaring pleasure that threatened to drive her out of control, Erica managed to follow his guidance. He wanted to slide nearly out of her, then clear back in. She kept her muscles working under his direction, lifting and dropping steadily. Their bodies clapped softly together in a steady applause. His cock slammed deep into her, burning past the walls of her cunt. Then he'd lift her slowly, and she could feel every subtle contour of his cock slipping out of her vagina.
Steadying herself with one hand, Erica reached down with the other and stimulated her clitoris with her fingers. She turned the little bud into a red-hot coal and pure lust, rolling it against her pubic bone with her fingertips. Her entire body was ablaze with lust. She felt light and soaring in the grip of her brother's hands as he lifted and dropped her on him. She was turning into a cloud of sparks, soaring toward the ceiling as the fire under her grew and grew and grew.
Rick's hips were jerking upward now, increasing the power of the impact of his body against hers. The shocks were so strong Erica's teeth were clicking together. Her arms were tiring, but she fought to keep upright, leaning forward on one hand while she tortured her clitoris with the other. She was blazing along at an incredible level, a searing orgasm that was turning her into a ball of flame. Then her arms gave way and she fell forward onto her brother.
With a mighty surge, he heaved her over onto her back. His weight came down on her, driving the wind out of her lungs. He was slamming his cock into her harder and harder and harder, and now his pubic bone was hammering against hers, bruising her. Erica was coming and coming and coming, endlessly, blazingly. She felt him jam his cock horn, drive it deep into her belly. Then he was hosing her vagina with his semen, filling her with his hot come, his muscles straining as he fought to pump every wonderful drop deep into her.
For minutes that seemed like hours they strained against each other. Erica was pulsing her cunt around her brother's cock, milking him of every possible morsel of come. She felt his cock's twitching slowly die away, then fade out completely. She let her muscles relax, savoring the delicious ache. She sighed, her ribs creaking back into shape as he rolled off her. His wilting cock still in her juice-filled cunt, she clung to him, savoring his warmth and strength for a long, long time.
"That was good," he sighed at last.
"Wonderful," Erica agreed.
"I'd better get back to bed," he said softly, pulling away.
"No, wait a few minutes," she pleaded.
"What if Mom or Dad come in?"
"They won't. They never have."
Rick tried to pull out of her grasp. "There's always a first time," he argued.
"What's your hurry?" Erica complained.
"No hurry. But it's dangerous."
"You just don't want to stay," Erica pouted. "Ever since you started dating Mary Collins you always rush away."
"I've gotta date someone," Rick said. "You know how uptight Mom and Dad get if I don't go out once in a while. Dad even thought I was queer for a while there. Besides, you go out with creepy
Harold."
"Hal's not a creep," Erica protested. "He's as good a fuck as I am?" Rick taunted. "He's never tried," Erica admitted. "Besides, I wouldn't let him anyway." "Why not?"
"Because, I've got you."
"If I don't get back to bed, we'll both be in trouble," Rick insisted, changing the subject.
"Okay, okay," Erica agreed, letting him go. "But what're we going to do about Jerry and Julie?"
Rick shrugged. "They're cousins, family, so I guess we gotta be nice to them." He got up and slipped through the bathroom that connected his room with Erica's.
"Yeah," Erica muttered to herself dismally. "Family, so we gotta be nice to them." She wondered briefly what her cousins would be like after five years. She tried to visualize Jerry five years older than when she had last seen him, and failed. Somehow she could only see his nine-year-old face with its sloppy curly black hair. She fell asleep.
2
"You don't mind us staying here for two months, do you, Erica?"
Erica cast a quick glance at her not-so-welcome summer roommate. Julie Carswell was Erica's physical opposite. Where Erica was tall, Julie was short, only about five foot one. Where Erica had short blonde hair, Julie's was jet black and long.
"No, I don't mind," Erica lied. One of the problems with Julie was that, at thirteen, she out-measured Erica around the bust and hips by a good many inches. But around the waist, she virtually matched Erica. Julie made Erica feel positively skinny. Rick had noticed the difference, too.
"I'll try not to be too much trouble," Julie apologized.
"How come you didn't go with your parents?" Erica asked.
Julie made a face. "They said they couldn't afford to take us. I guess it is kind of expensive to go clear around the world. But I think they just wanted to get away from Jerry and me."
Erica kept darting quick glances at Julie, studying the younger girl as they got ready for bed. Julie's breasts were large, with prominent nipples. Despite their size, there was no hint of sag to the large mounds. Julie was wearing only panties as she rummaged around in her suitcase. Her torso tapered down to her trim waist. From there, her hips flared out, full and enticing. The triangle of pubic hair was as jet black as the hair on her head.
Erica jumped at the sound of a knock on the bathroom door. She got up from her side of the bed, while Julie hurriedly found her nightie and began struggling into it. "Who is it?" "It's me, Jerry."
"Just a minute," Erica said in response to Julie's frantic gestures. When Julie had her demure flannel nightgown on, Erica opened the door.
"I got your makeup stuff in here by mistake," Jerry explained as he handed the case to Erica.
"Thanks, Jerry," Julie said.
"Everything all settled in there?" Erica asked the boy, studying him frankly.
"Just fine. Rick seems a bit miffed about something, though," Jerry observed.
Erica studied the fourteen-year-old. He was already showing a trace of dark hair on his chest. He was wearing only the bottoms of his pajamas. The waist hung low on his lean hips, and a dark line of hair extended downward from his navel. He didn't have the mature muscles that Rick had, but he wasn't skinny, either. Erica suddenly noticed Jerry was starring at her. Self-consciously, she straightened her back in an attempt to make her breasts a little more prominent under the top of her shortie pajamas. She wished they were at least translucent, instead of thick flannel with a Winnie the Pooh appliqu�.
"Hi, Sis, hi, Julie," Rick greeted them, sticking his head through the door beside Jerry. "You done in here, Jerry?"
"Uh, yeah," Jerry answered, tearing his eyes off Erica.
"Well, you want to visit with the girls, while I brush my teeth?" Rick asked.
"What is this, Grand Central Station?" Julie protested.
"Uh, no," Jerry said numbly. "See you all in the morning."
"See you in the morning, Erica," Rick said, his voice heavy with meaning.
"Sleep well," Erica told him, feeling a qualm. She knew she was going to feel the enforced separation from her brother.
"Whew," Julie sighed.
"What's the matter?" Erica asked. Then she understood. "You and Jerry have separate rooms at your house, don't you?"
"Yeah," Julie admitted.
"But you've seen him in his pajamas before, haven't you?" Erica asked, astonished.
"Huh-uh," Julie answered with a shake of her head.
"Huh. Funny," Erica mused. "Rick and I've-uh-seen each other at bedtime lots of times. Besides, a bathing suit shows more than these outfits."
Erica began to feel much older, and more than a little superior. The feeling did a lot for her somewhat shaken ego. "Shucks, if you haven't seen it before, you won't know what it is. And if you have seen it before, what difference does it make?"
Julie avoided looking at Erica, and mumbled, "I don't know, but I haven't ever seen it. Have you seen Rick, uh, naked, ever?"
"Yeah, sort of," Erica answered, trying to make it sound as if it weren't the usual thing it was. The more she was learning about Julie's inexperience, the more interesting the summer began to appear. "Let's get to bed."
"Okay," Julie agreed, her relief at being released from that particular conversation evident.
Erica slipped under the covers, thinking that she had never been as innocent as Julie seemed to be, and certainly not when she had been Julie's age.
"Uh, Erica?" Julie asked hesitantly after the light had been turned out.
"What?"
Julie was silent for a moment. "Did you get-uh-excited, when you saw Rick naked?"
Erica debated how to answer that one. "Sort of," she said at last. "Why?"
Julie shivered, making the double bed shake. "I get all funny just thinking about it."
Erica suspected Julie was leading up to something. For the first time that evening, a new possibility occurred to Erica. Resolutely, she held her tongue, waiting to see where Julie was headed.
"You have slumber parties sometimes, don't you?" Julie asked tensely.
"Uh-huh," Erica agreed.
"I do too," Julie whispered.
Erica knew what Julie was leading up to now, and decided to give her cousin some encouragement. Her own stomach was tightening up at the thought. She hadn't had a slumber party in a long time. "You ever, sort of fool around with other girls at your parties?" Erica asked the younger girl helpfully.
"Sort of."
Erica was suddenly aware that her side was touching Julie. The narrow bed made it almost unavoidable. Erica could feel the heat of Julie's shoulder against hers, the length of the girl's arm, and the back of her hand. Julie's hip was gently brushing Erica's. Erica slid her foot over and pressed her leg against Julie. Julie didn't pull away, but didn't respond, either.
For a long, tense moment, Erica was afraid Julie was going to back down. Then she felt the girl move her hand, lift it and slide it over Erica's arm, searching for her side. As the back of Julie's hand slid up along her side, Erica turned to let the girl find the gentle mound of her breast. Erica was feeling less irritated with her cousin's presence for the summer. When Julie's hand brushed over her breast, making her nipple burn and harden, Erica's irritation vanished. Turning slowly, Erica reached across and slid her hand over one of Julie's big, full breasts. She tried to measure the size of her cousin's boob in relation to other girls she knew, and decided that it was the biggest she had ever encountered.
Encouraged, Julie turned, shifting and reaching to cup Erica's small breasts through her shortie pajamas. Erica's nipples were hard little points pushing through the fabric into Julie's palms. Julie pressed her whole hand down over Erica's breasts and massaged the mounds carefully.
"You've got very large breasts," Erica observed softly.
"They got that way when I had to start taking the pill."
Erica gasped. "You're taking the pill?"
"Oh, not because of boys," Julie said quickly. "It's because I get cramps so bad. The doctor prescribed it to make them better."
"Oh," Erica said, understanding. "I'm on the pill, too."
"Because of cramps?" Julie asked innocently.
"You might say that," Erica lied. She'd begun taking the pill as soon as she'd had her first period. She'd gotten the prescription through the older sister of a friend of hers.
"It's a nuisance to take it, isn't it?"
Erica fought down a giggle. "I guess you could say that. But it sure has compensations."
"Sure is warm under the covers," Julie sighed.
"Why don't you take your nightgown off?" Erica suggested.
"Could I? No one's likely to come in, are they?"
"Of course not," Erica assured her. "I'll take mine off, too. I usually do on warm nights."
"That'll be a lot more comfortable," Julie agreed, sitting up and releasing Erica's breasts.
Erica decided that Julie just needed excuses to do things, excuses that had nothing to do with the real reasons.
"I sleep naked sometimes, at home," Julie observed. "I don't see anything wrong with it, do you?"
"Of course not," Erica agreed, quickly stripping off her pajamas. Then she felt the coolness of the sheets against her naked skin as she propped herself up on one elbow.
"That's a lot more comfortable," Julie decided, lying on her back, pulling the covers up to her chin.
Erica slid her hand over Julie's full, womanly breast and measured the large mound again, surprised at its firmness. It didn't spread out all flat on Julie's chest the way Erica had expected it to, but retained its rounded contours and lost only a little of its height.
There didn't seem to be any further need for conversation. Julie lay on her back, staring up at the ceiling, letting Erica massage and press her breast. The younger girl's breathing quickened and her nipple hardened, digging into Erica's palm.
"You can touch me, too," Erica urged softly.
The touch of Julie's hand on her breast brought a soft gasp. The young girl's hand felt much more tender and gentle than Rick's ever had. As she enjoyed the sensation of Julie petting her breast, Erica transferred her attention to Julie's other breast and toyed with it, her arms tangling awkwardly with Julie's as she did so.
Erica began her further exploration of Julie's lush body carefully, afraid of scaring the younger girl. Julie lay there, only an involuntary quivering of her muscles betraying her as Erica slid her hand down her body to her waist. Erica dug her fingers into Julie's soft stomach gently, and was rewarded with a soft gasp as the girl involuntarily inhaled, sucking her stomach in.
Erica's own excitement was building as she hovered over Julie. Breaking contact with her cousin for a few seconds, she pushed the covers down and off the two of them, so she could see as well as touch Julie's curvaceous figure. The girl was a study in light and shadows. The line of her waist was a visible circle, dipping in to her navel. Her crotch was pitch black, un-illuminated. Erica stroked and petted Julie's rounded belly before slipping her fingers into the shadow.
Julie's immature growth of pubic hair felt silky soft as Erica ran her fingers through it. The girl's pubic arch was well cushioned, her mound plain to feel. Erica's fingertip found the upper end of Julie's slit, and the girl jumped and gasped.
"S-sorry," Julie apologized. "I wasn't expecting that."
"You've been touched down there before, haven't you?" Erica asked, pressing her finger into the upper limit of Julie's slit.
"Of-of course," Julie gulped. Her fingers tightened painfully on Erica's breast.
Erica contented herself with just stroking Julie, not even seeking the button of the girl's clitoris. Sliding her hand lower, Erica cupped Julie's cunt, her fingers nestling between the young girl's rounded thighs but not intruding into her pussy. Julie's hips began to shift restlessly.
Erica lay back, keeping her hand on Julie's mound. Using her other hand, she guided the girl's fingers down from her breast toward her own cunt. Julie seemed to be willing to let Erica guide her hand, not resisting as Erica slid her palm down over her stomach to her crotch. But she resisted when Erica tried to guide her finger into her vagina. . Erica didn't press the issue. She was learning just how little "playing around" Julie had done at her slumber parties. She was encouraged, though, by Julie's willingness to learn. The summer didn't look like it was going to turn out to be a total drag.
Julie's hips were getting more and more restless, turning and pressing up against Erica's palm. Julie's thighs spread slightly and Erica slipped her hand a little lower, pressing in with the tip of her longest finger, slipping that digit into Julie's slit.
"Oooohh," Julie sighed, rolling her head on the pillow.
Erica pressed her advantage, and put more pressure on Julie's pussy in the vicinity of the girl's clitoris. Erica knew that Julie was getting hotter and hotter from her subtle pressures. Spreading her legs, Erica tried to encourage Julie to explore her further, but the girl seemed frightened.
"You've never done this before, have you?" Erica asked softly.
"N-no," Julie whispered, her voice shaking with passion. "Nothing like this. Oh, wow, is that wild!
We just sort of, like, kissed and pressed together and stuff. This is-oh, wow-something else!"
Julie's last exclamation had come when Erica had slipped her finger deep into the girl's steaming vagina. When Erica urged Julie's finger deeper into her own cunt, the young girl didn't resist and followed Erica's guide. Erica spread her thighs wider and steered Julie's finger into her vagina, pressing the girl's hand downward to drive the digit deep into her. The sensation wasn't as good as Rick's cock, but was enough to send a wave of pleasure boiling through her.
Erica eased her finger deeper and deeper into Julie, pressing the heel of her hand down hard on Julie's clitoris as she did so. She could feel Julie's tissues grinding against her pubic bone, and knew what fire she was sending roaring through her cousin. Erica pressed Julie's hand down hard on herself, lifting her hips to get Julie's finger in as deeply as possible.
Erica's own lust was boiling higher and higher and higher as she did her best to stimulate Julie. Julie was panting hard and rolling her head wildly. The girl's hips were jumping and bouncing on the bed. Erica began to pump her finger in and out of Julie the way a cock would piston in and out. Erica slapped her hand against Julie's pubic arch, knowing that every blow would send a blast of pleasure through the girl.
"Oh, my God," Julie moaned. "My God, my God, my God, my God." The words faded to a wild, unintelligible moaning and whimpering that was a wild counterpoint to Erica's blows. Julie was soaring up higher and higher, closer and closer to a climax. Erica did everything she could to get the girl up there-mashed her hand around on Julie's cunt and wriggled her finger in the girl's vagina. Julie was tearing at Erica's cunt with her finger, mindlessly working her hand around. Her finger was hooking involuntarily inside Erica as her muscles spasmed, and Erica didn't know when she'd ever felt such wild sensations rip through her.
Erica felt herself coming, felt herself pour a flood of juices over Julie's hand. At the same time, she did her best to bring Julie to a wild orgasm. She succeeded beyond her wildest expectations. Julie yelled so loudly that Erica had to clap a hand over the girl's mouth to keep her from waking the whole house.
Erica herself was coming, her muscles knotting wildly. She threw herself on top of Julie, fighting to keep one hand buried in Julie's cunt, muffle Julie's cries with her other, and avoid dislodging Julie's hand from her own cunt.
When her muscles finally relaxed, Erica tumbled off Julie, pulling her hand away from Julie's mouth, but leaving her finger buried in Julie's cunt. Then, ecstatic and uncaring, Erica pulled her juice-coated hand from Julie's pussy. Unthinkingly, she began licking the delicious emissions from her fingers. She felt Julie's astonished, frightened gaze on her and stopped for a second. Then, like a cat, she carefully cleaned off the last lingering drops of Julie's come from her fingers. "Try it," she said softly.
Julie looked at Erica as if she thought her cousin was crazy. At the same time, though, she took her hand out of Erica's juice-filled cunt and licked her finger hesistantly. The expressions that flickered across her face started with surprise and ended with enjoyment. Making a proud show of what she was doing, Julie began licking her hand just as carefully as Erica had licked hers.
"Good, huh?" Erica asked.
"Uh-huh," Julie agreed, cleaning her fingers carefully. Finished, she wiped her hand self-consciously on the sheet. "I didn't make too much noise, did I?"
Erica shook her head. "I don't think so."
"I've never felt anything like that before," Julie admitted humbly. "The most we ever did, was, well, like digging our thighs in between each other's legs and stuff." She looked at Erica worshipfully. "What else do you know?"
Erica thought this over. She had no idea how far she could trust her cousin. If Julie blew the whistle on her and Rick, it was all over. Erica decided there wasn't any reason to let her cousin know of that-yet. But, on the basis of what had happened so far, there were some things Julie was ready to learn. The summer would be unbearable, otherwise. As it was, Erica was more and more optimistic.
"You and Jerry have never fooled around together, have you?" she asked tentatively.
"Uh-uh, he's my brother," Julie answered firmly. "Have you and Rick-uh-messed around?"
"Of course not," Erica answered quickly, putting a damper on any suspicions Julie might have.
"Do you know any boys I could go out with while I'm here?" Julie asked.
Erica thought a minute. She couldn't get the memory of what Jerry looked like out of her mind. She told herself that Jerry was a year younger, but that didn't faze her in the least. He looked young, and new, and different, and exciting.
"Do you?" Julie prodded.
"Do I what?" Erica had momentarily forgotten Julie's existence.
"Do you know anybody I could date?" Julie repeated. "No, I suppose not. I'm too young. That's always the trouble. I'm too young."
"Oh, I don't know about that," Erica reassured her. "You're not all that young." Erica was thinking that Julie's figure was anything but young. She was also remembering how her brother had eyed Julie's big tits. "I imagine we could work something out. Maybe you and I and Rick and Jerry could double-date."
"I'd love to go out with Rick. But he's seventeen. He wouldn't want to go out with me. And Jerry's only fourteen, you know."
"I know," Erica admitted. "I'll try not to let it bother me."
"It would be fun," Julie said enthusiastically. "When do you think we can go out?"
Erica decided to slow Julie down a bit. "Maybe we should wait a little while, okay?"
"Okay," Julie agreed reluctantly.
"You sleepy?" Erica asked, changing the subject.
"Not really."
"Want to try something else? Something wild?"
"With you? You mean it?" Julie's attitude toward Erica was rapidly approaching blind worship.
"It's kind of weird," Erica warned the younger girl.
"What is it?" Julie's curiosity, newly aroused, was overcoming any reluctance she might have. "Remember what I tasted like?" Erica asked. "Uh-huh."
"Want to try some, right from the source?"
Julie tried to figure this out. Then her face suddenly cleared, and shone with understanding. "But that's kind of... "
"Kind of wild, like I said," Erica finished for her. "Don't worry, I taste good."
Julie bit her lip. "Oh, I know. But, well, what's in it for me? I mean, I like the taste, and all that, but, uh . . . "
"Silly, I'll do the same thing to you," Erica told her.
"Really?"
"Really," Erica answered. With the covers piled on the floor, they were on an unbroken expanse of sheet. Erica turned around, bringing her head toward the foot of the bed. Reaching for Julie's thighs, she aimed her mouth toward Julie's sparse, immature pubic hair. Julie seemed dazed, and let her thighs be opened. She watched numbly as Erica's face approached her crotch.
Erica drew closer and closer to Julie's cunt, licking her lips with excitement. With delicate fingers she combed the strands of black pubic hair aside and spread Julie's outer lips. In the shadow, Erica could see the faint shine of Julie's inner tissues. A special, exciting smell assaulted Erica's nostrils as she drew nearer and nearer. She'd only done this once before, with a close friend, when they'd been sleeping together one night. They'd read about it in a book borrowed from Rick's extensive library.
The first touch of Erica's tongue on Julie's cunt made the girl jerk as if she had been hit with an electric shock. Erica sneaked her tongue deeper between Julie's labia, seeking the girl's vagina.
Finding the channel, Erica discovered a membrane partially blocking the opening. Carefully, she explored the opening with her tongue, intrigued by this palpable sign of Julie's virginity.
Julie was jerking with every touch of Erica's tongue, her muscles knotting. Erica drew her head back and looked up along the length of Julie's body. "You do me, too, you know."
"Oh, okay," Julie agreed, her voice shaking wildly.
"If you're going to shout, do it into me," Erica suggested, fighting down a giggle.
As Erica turned her attention back to Julie's juicy young cunt, she felt Julie's face approaching her own pussy. Erica felt the tickle of Julie's long, silky tresses on the insides of her thighs. Then she felt Julie's breath on her cunt, and had to fight to keep from crying out loud herself. It was even better than she remembered it. Her desire building rapidly, Erica probed deeply into Julie's cunt with her tongue, pressing through the opening that was there, stretching the membrane of Julie's hymen as she did so. At the same time, Erica dug her chin into Julie's slit.
Erica felt Julie spear her tongue deep into her pussy and locked her thighs around the girl's head as her muscles spasmed wildly. Julie probed and probed Erica's cunt with her long tongue, until Erica was delirious with pleasure. Clutching the backs of Julie's thighs, Erica responded as best she could, drilling her tongue deeper and deeper into Julie's pussy until she was straining the muscles of her tongue.
Erica's pleasure roared higher and higher. She worked her mouth wildly against Julie, trying to give as much as she was getting. Julie seemed to have an instinctive knowledge of what to do. Erica let her sexual pleasure blaze through her. Julie was grinding her whole face into Erica's gaping crotch, her jaws and tongue working frantically, and she was whimpering with excitement. The vibrations of Julie's voice set Erica off, turning her into one big knot of sexual pleasure, one titanic climax. Erica moaned loudly, muffling her voice in Julie's cunt.
Writhing and moaning and grunting, the two girls worked and worked and worked at each other. Every new cry sent the other roaring higher, building the entire process in a wild, snowballing chain reaction. Writhing and rolling on the bed, they drove each other insane.
Erica was roaring along on an unbelievable plateau of pleasure, an orgasm that threatened to last forever. She gulped desperately as Julie poured wave after wave of come into her mouth. Sucking and slurping every delicious drop of it up, Erica used the wild taste to increase her own gut-searing pleasure, until she was blind and deaf and dumb. Nothing existed but that hot, juicy pussy she had her face buried in, and the mouth which was working wildly at her own cunt.
The orgasm didn't last forever. Human endurance called an end to the unbelievable pleasure, leaving Erica dazed and exhausted and limp. She tumbled away from her cousin as her muscles finally refused to obey her any longer. All Erica could do was stare blindly at the ceiling, feeling Julie's come drying on her chin and cheeks, feeling her own come and Julie's spit drying on her pussy and thighs.
With a last, desperate surge of strength, Erica managed to locate the covers and drag them up over herself and Julie. Julie was either asleep or unconscious. Erica pulled the covers up around Julie's shoulders, then fell back on her pillow and into a deep, dreamless sleep.
3
"What the hell were you two doing last night?" Rick whispered.
Erica didn't take her eyes off the cartoon. "What do you mean?"
Rick glanced in the rearview mirror for a split second. Julie and Jerry were on opposite sides of the back seat of the car, and were totally engrossed in the cartoon. "It sounded like you were butchering a whole herd of cows."
Erica still didn't look at her brother. She was simmering with jealousy. This was the first chance they'd had all day to talk to each other. He'd been spending most of his time trying to put the make on Julie. "What's it to you what we were doing?"
"You damn near woke up the whole house! Jerry asked me if you had nightmares. At least he didn't recognize his sister's voice. Christ! At one point it sounded like you let her have it with a pin or something!" Rick stuffed his mouth with popcorn.
"You worried about her?" Erica asked sweetly.
"Why should I be worried about her? I just want to know what was going on."
Erica glanced over at her brother. "You really aren't worried about her?"
"Of course not. She's just my cousin. And a lot younger than me, too," Rick assured his sister.
Erica softened a little. "We were just having some fun."
"Some fun," Rick snorted. "There I was, stuck with Jerry. He's about as much fun as a-a, oh, I don't know what. What kind of fun could you have with Julie?"
Erica looked smug and superior. "Oh, we girls have our methods."
"Oh, yeah? Like what?"
"Oh, fingers, and tongues, and stuff like that," Erica smirked.
"You mean like-uh-Lesbians?" Rick asked, astonished.
"Why not?" Erica asked.
"Wish I'd seen that!" Rick exclaimed, obviously interested. "What's Julie like?"
Erica slid her hand over to her brother's lap and gauged just how interested he was. The lump in his pants was swelling rapidly. She traced out the shape of his rising cock with her fingers. "Very interesting!" Erica replied.
"She's really stacked, isn't she?"
Erica squeezed Rick's cock, hard.
"Ow! Shit, what'd you do that for?" Rick whispered harshly.
"What'd you say, Rick?" Julie suddenly piped up from the back seat.
"Nothing," Rich answered quickly, glaring at Erica.
The feature on the screen was flashing through the titles.
"Kind of dopey, going to a drive-in with your sister for a date," Jerry commented.
"Why don't we change seats?" Julie asked. "That way we would have real dates."
"Have fun with your well-stacked virgin," Erica crowed in a whisper. Then, louder, she said, "That sounds like fun. Why don't you come up here with Rick, Julie?"
"On my way."
There was a moment of confusion as Julie climbed over the seat. Then Erica was diving headfirst into the back. Jerry reached out to help her. She tried to turn so one of his hands would come down on her breasts, but didn't quite succeed. When she got herself turned around and facing the front, she saw that Julie was sitting right in the middle of the car, but not tight against Rick. It looked almost as if she were afraid of him.
"This is much better," Erica commented, sliding across the seat toward Jerry.
"Yeah, much better," Rick agreed.
Erica hadn't been looking at Jerry. She suddenly realized she should have bumped up against him by now. Curious, she glanced at him, and discovered he was watching her as if she were a poisonous snake. He was backing away as fast as she moved toward him. It looked like he was prepared to go right out the door. Erica stopped moving and settled comfortably in the seat. She could feel Jerry relax.
"I always like John Wayne movies, don't you?" Jerry asked, his voice cracking.
"He's all right," Erica admitted. She was trying to figure out how to get closer to Jerry without terrifying him.
"If that's what you go to a drive-in for," Rick contributed from the front seat.
"That isn't why I go to drive-ins," Julie said, giggling tensely as she wriggled up next to Rick.
"I'll bet," Rick muttered.
"You go to drive-ins often?" Erica asked Jerry, trying to ease his fears.
"I don't have a driver's license," Jerry admitted reluctantly.
"You could always double-date," Erica observed softly.
"Oh, well, yeah, I've done that sometimes,"
Jerry said quickly.
"Really? When?" Julie demanded. "I never knew you did."
"Well, I have," Jerry lied, trying desperately to shut his sister up.
"I'm sure you have," Erica assured him, sliding a little bit closer to him. He seemed less inclined to run away from her.
"You are?" Jerry seemed startled.
"Sure! You're too groovy a guy not to have lots of dates," Erica continued, trying to build his confidence and ego.
Well, yeah, I guess you could say that," Jerry replied proudly.
"I'm sure I can," Erica said softly, laying her hand on his thigh. His leg felt hot through the thin pants he was wearing.
"You have lots of dates?" Rick asked Julie, swinging his arm around her shoulder.
"Of course!" Julie answered, her voice shaking. "I'm not a little kid!"
"So I've noticed," Rick said, his voice heavy with meaning.
Her brother's interest in their stacked cousin reinforced Erica's interest in Jerry. She pressed his thigh familiarly. Her fingers were up near his crotch but weren't touching his cock. She took a chance and slipped over closer to him, pressing her leg against his. His arm was wedged between them. Ducking her head, Erica took his hand and guided his arm around her shoulders. Jerry rested his hand on the back of the seat, avoiding touching her.
For a few minutes, Erica let the situation ride, and pretended to watch the movie. However, she couldn't avoid seeing how close Rick's hand was getting to Julie's and had to battle down the urge to reach up and pull Julie's hair and break up what was developing. Erica's jealousy of Rick and Julie was seething higher and higher. Slumping down in the seat, she managed to rest the back of her head on Jerry's arm. She felt him try to pull away, so she quickly reached back and caught his hand, and immobilized his arm.
"Good movie, huh?" Jerry asked, his voice cracking again.
"Who's watching the movie?" Julie giggled nervously.
"No one," Erica answered, trying to steer Jerry in the right direction, and, at the same time, protect his shaky reputation.
"What's going on up there?" Jerry asked tensely.
"Who cares?" Erica said quickly, hoping to distract him. Pulling his hand downward, she rested it on her shoulder. His fingers tightened reflexively.
"But she's my baby sister!" Jerry whispered. "And we're cousins!"
"She can take care of herself," Erica assured him. "And she's not exactly a baby any more."
"But ..."
"And isn't it better to keep it in the family?" she asked, cutting him off. She was tugging his hand lower, toward her breast. Reaching up with her other hand, she turned his head and drew it toward hers, her lips pursed for a kiss.
For a few seconds, Erica felt as if she were kissing a log. Jerry hadn't even pursed his lips. But, slowly, he began to respond, his lips shaping and softening under the steady heat she was applying. Gradually, he began to kiss her back, a chaste, close-mouthed kiss.
Erica had her hand on the back of his neck, trapping him. He suddenly exhaled sharply, and
Erica realized he'd been holding his breath the whole time. His breathing quickened. Erica let her lips part a tiny bit and probed her tongue against his closed mouth. She pushed at him carefully, just barely touching his lips with her tongue. At the same time, she was trying to draw his hand closer to her tits. His fingers were pressing the upper slope of one gentle mound, but he was resisting her steady pressure on him. Finally, just as she was about to give up, his mouth opened a tiny bit and she felt his tongue meet hers. She could sense the pounding of his pulse, and knew suddenly just how much she was getting to him. She let the kiss go on for a while, then broke it gently and snuggled her head against the side of his neck.
"Isn't this a lot better than watching John Wayne?" she whispered.
"Y-yeah," he acknowledged, his voice shaking. He was stroking the upper slope of her tit with his fingers while she held his palm.
Out of the corner of her eye, Erica could see Julie and Rick blending into one shadow against the bright screen. An arm waved up and around through the picture, then melted in with the rest of the shadow. The sight increased Erica's jealousy, as well as causing a wild surge of excitement. She tried to imagine what her brother was doing with Julie, but failed. Turning back to her own interest, she aimed another kiss at her cousin Jerry. Their lips met, and this time he was ready, willing, and able. His mouth opened and she slipped her tongue into the opening, sliding it along his teeth. She tasted him, comparing his taste with her brother's. His mouth had an entirely different texture and his style of kissing was wildly different, totally naive.
When she slid her hand down from the back of
Jerry's neck, he didn't pull back, but kept right on kissing her. Encouraged, she slid her hand down his free arm and found his hand. She guided it to her side and pressed it against her ribs. She felt his muscles tense at the touch of her warm, slender body. Hoping he would get the idea, she wrapped her arm back around his neck.
The kiss grew and grew. Erica let her mouth open, and drove her tongue further and further into Jerry's mouth, exploring him as far as she could. His teeth scraped the side of her tongue as she wedged his mouth farther open. His fingers were digging into her ribs low on her side. Her right hand was trapped between them. Carefully, she sneaked her hand up onto his thigh and began walking her fingers in the direction of his crotch. She felt him tense, and shift, as if he were trying to escape her. She stopped pressing her attack and let him relax. By wriggling a little bit, and exerting a subtle pressure with her left arm, she managed to tease his hand a little more up her side toward her breast.
He began to get the idea and started to stroke her side hesitantly, working his fingers upward shyly. Erica lifted her arm to give him all the room he would need to reach her tit.
He was panting very hard, his breath whistling through his nose. Erica opened her throat and puffed air gently into his mouth, showing him a new dimension of kissing. He learned quickly and they exchanged gentle breaths through their mouths. Erica pressed her thighs tightly together and rubbed them against each other as her excitement surged higher and higher.
From the front seat came shifting and rustling sounds, punctuated by an occasional whisper. Erica tried to guess what was happening, but failed. She thought she heard the word '"no" from Julie but wasn't sure. Erica hoped that the ringing in Jerry's ears was strong enough to drown out any sounds from the front seat. She didn't want him springing to the rescue of his sister and leaving her alone in the back seat.
Carefully keeping the pressure on, as if she were reeling in a big fish, Erica slipped her fingers closer to Jerry's crotch. They bumped up against something hard and hot and she stopped, feeling the hard mass respond to her touch with a vigorous jerk. As if she were handling a deadly bomb, Erica ran one finger along the mass, measuring it as best she could. What she felt made her heart pound hard. It was much bigger than her brother's cock!
The pressure of Jerry's hand on the underside of her breast distracted Erica from what her fingers were studying. She held her breath, afraid that Jerry would be too shy to press his advantage. To her relief, she felt him slip his fingers higher on the soft mound. Carefully, she shifted lower, encouraging him.
Jerry made a funny, soft noise deep in his throat as he took possession of Erica's tit through her clothes, his hand cupping the pliable mound completely. He held it tenderly, as if it were a delicate little animal.
Erica took a deep breath to push her breast forward into his hand. She felt her nipple hardening inside her bra and suddenly wished she hadn't worn the lacy garment. Jerry slid her blouse over the lace, pushing his hand back and forth, and then Erica was glad she had worn a bra. She remembered how, once, when she was younger, a boy had gotten excited just from feeling the lace of her bra through her blouse.
Jerry broke the kiss sloppily and Erica leaned back. He kept his hand on her tit and looked down at what he was doing, staring at his hand as if he couldn't believe it was where it was. Erica straightened her back to display her breasts as prominently as possible.
"You're beautiful," Jerry whispered hoarsely.
Taking advantage of his total fascination with her tits, Erica slid her hand farther over his cock, and pressed the hard length with her fingertips. "You're handsome," she assured him, fighting down a tense giggle born of his shyness and her increasing excitement.
"You could unbutton my blouse," she suggested softly.
She was afraid for a second she'd gone too far and that Jerry was going to faint. His eyes grew huge, he turned pale, and began licking his lips desperately. His fingers tightened on her breast painfully. "I could? But what about them?" He nodded toward the silhouette in the front seat of the car.
Erica darted a quick glance at Rick and Julie. They were locked in a tight embrace, oblivious of everything around them. "They'll never notice." Trying to encourage Jerry, she reached up and unfastened the top button of her blouse.
Licking his lips and gulping audibly, Jerry attacked the remaining buttons with palsied fingers. Erica kept her right hand on his cock, her left on his shoulder, carefully not moving so as not to scare him. She didn't look down, but watched the young boy's face as he wrestled the buttons open one by one. She could keep track of his progress by the increasing amount of cool air that was touching her chest, and by the pressure of his shaking fingers as he fought to get a grip on the buttons. She felt his fingers on her stomach and arched her back to improve his chances with the last button.
Finished, he froze as if he didn't know what to do next. Erica glanced briefly out her side of the car. Rick had parked the convertible in the back row out of habit, close to the fence. There weren't any other cars near them. Erica gracefully shed her blouse, letting it slide down her arms and off. She tossed it to the far corner of the seat.
She thought Jerry's eyes were going to pop out as he stared at her bra-covered breasts. Linking her arms around his neck, she held still, letting him study her tits in their lacy cages. The bra was cut low, exposing the upper slope of her small breasts, and barely covering her nipples. Then, arching her back, she drew herself up to Jerry for another kiss. And this time, she carefully planned it so that the first thing that touched him were the peaks of her breasts. Then she pressed her entire body against his and felt his arms go around her, felt his hands brush the bare skin of her back. He fumbled around, as if he didn't know what to do with his hands. Then he placed both of them firmly on her bare back.
Erica let the blazing kiss go on for a long time before sliding back away from him. She turned, trapping his arm so his hand slid around her side to cup her tit. Snuggling in his arms, she let him pet her breast through her bra for a long time. She regained possession of his cock and was pleased with its size and solidity. She stroked the hard mass hungrily, testing its hardness and size. There was a spot of hot dampness on his pants at the end of the shaft. Erica pressed the spot and rubbed the bulbous head of Jerry's cock through his pants.
"What's happening? Oh!" Julie suddenly exclaimed from the front seat, shattering the mood Erica had built so carefully.
"Ignore them," Rick said firmly.
Further comment from Julie was smothered and cut off. Jerry had jumped away from Erica at the sound of his sister's voice. Erica knew she had to move fast or she'd lose all the ground she'd gained. She found the zipper of his pants and began to push and work it down, maintaining her pressure on his cock at the same time. Slipping her hand inside his pants, she found his cock and pressed and stimulated it through his shorts. Jerry's hand resumed its kneading of her tit, and she felt his other hand slide around her back and fumble with the catch of her bra. It was painfully obvious Jerry had no idea how to unfasten it.
"Just a minute," Erica whispered after he'd pinched her for the third time. Releasing his cock, she pulled away from him and reached behind her back. She knew that this thrust her breasts straight at Jerry, and she watched his reaction as she unhooked her bra. His face was shining with a faint film of sweat. Quickly, she stripped the bra down her arms and off, baring her pale tits to him. He looked as if he were hypnotized as his hands reached blindly for the mounds. He touched them reverently, his fingers sliding over the soft flesh.
Erica's nipples hardened still more as she felt his palms come down on her breasts. Throwing her head back and slitting her eyes, she savored the touch of the boy's hands on her bare tits. Lust was seething through her slender body as her cousin worshiped her. She reached blindly for his lap and found his hard cock again. Leaving him in possession of her tits, she took the time and trouble to unfasten his belt and spread his pants open. Then she pried his cock out of his underpants.
It was titanic! Erica gripped the massive pole as if it were a religious totem. It was the biggest damn cock she had ever seen. She could hardly believe it was possible for any boy to have such an incredible tool. She held the massive column of steel-hard flesh in both hands and stared at it. Then she squeezed, testing its solidity, and it swelled a little more! She ran her fingers over it and it jerked powerfully. She was suddenly afraid of the unbelievable cock.
There was muffled whispering from the front seat of the car, and Erica suddenly realized that Rick and Julie were watching. She didn't know what to do. She was holding Jerry's cock, staring at it like some sort of fool. Jerry was squeezing her tits painfully hard, his mind more on what she was doing to his cock than on what he was doing to her breasts. Erica decided to break the tableau before the whole scene became ludicrous, and before Jerry noticed that they had an audience. Shaking off the hypnotic spell Jerry's cock had cast over her, she began stroking and petting the massive tool, ignoring Rick and Julie. Releasing the cock with one hand, Erica reached down and fought the waist of her own slacks open and ran the zipper down. She felt the slacks spread open all the way down to the top of her cunt and uncover the lace bikini panties she was wearing. She didn't want to take her pants clear off. She managed to wrestle them down far enough to expose her pussy. Then she took one of Jerry's hands and guided it to her already juicy cunt and slipped his finger into her slit.
Jerry went along with what she was doing to him as if he didn't have any will of his own. Obviously she'd gone far beyond any previous experience he'd had and was leading him down new paths. It was as if she were educating a child as she showed him about her body and his.
The touch of his fingers on her cunt sent new wages of excitement ripping through Erica. She wrapped her hands around his cock and pumped it gently, stroking her thumbs over its bulbous head. His juices made a slick coating between her fingers and his skin as she played with his cock. She still couldn't believe its size, and tried to imagine the monster prick being rammed into her cunt. The thought terrified her and excited her all at the same time. She knew, though, that she wasn't ready for that battering ram, and also knew that Jerry wasn't ready to go that far.
Erica contented herself, as best she could, with Jerry's uneducated fingers in her cunt. Every once in a while she'd reach down and show him some new way of stimulating her. Meanwhile, she kept up her careful stimulation of his cock. She didn't want him to come too quickly, so was careful how she handled him. Rick would sometimes come before she did, and she used all the tricks she knew to prevent that from happening with Jerry.
Occasionally a new noise from the front seat penetrated through to Erica, but she ignored everything but the delicious cock in her hand. She didn't know how far Julie was likely to let Rick go, but doubted that it would be as far as she was going with Jerry. Erica had a good idea just how inhibited Julie was likely to be with a boy. Rick wasn't going to be able to break down those inhibitions in one night.
Erica forgot all about her brother as her excitement grew. She guided one of Jerry's fingers deep into her cunt, and steered his thumb to her clitoris. Wriggling her hips, she managed to work his finger in and out of herself, building her excitement higher and higher as she did so. Meanwhile, she began to pump and stimulate Jerry's cock, running her fingers over its head from time to time. When she reached for his balls and fondled them, she was afraid she'd overstepped the limits too soon, since the hard shaft in her hand jerked wildly. Backing off quickly, she was relieved when he didn't let fly with his load of semen. She wanted to come before he did. Just holding his cock, not stroking it, she concentrated on her own feelings.
Jerry was learning. He began running his finger in and out of her cunt and rolling her clitoris against her pubic bone at the same time. Erica's excitement grew and grew and grew. The movie flickered on the big screen, unwatched, and cast a faint glow over the proceedings. Leaning back, Erica turned herself totally over to her cousin. She was boiling higher and higher and higher, soaring upward to that wonderful peak. Then it was there, her orgasm roaring through her, her cunt drenching Jerry's hand with its juices. Erica felt as if she were being bathed in a fire of total pleasure. It was magnificent.
Slowly, she came down from her climax to feel Jerry still pistoning his hand blindly in and out of her cunt. She reached down and stilled his moves, but kept him from taking his hand away from her cunt. Then she turned her full attention to his wonderful cock. Wrapping the fingers of both hands around it, she began to pump the monster shaft, stroking its head with every downward move. The hot rod of flesh seemed to swell and grow in her hands, getting more and more powerful. It was bursting with power, ready to explode.
Erica touched Jerry's balls, fondling them gently in their wrinkled sac, and it was as if she'd touched off the fuse of a firecracker. She felt the first ripping shot of come jolt down the length of Jerry's prick. He went off like a geyser, sending a thick spurt of semen high in the air. Before that first magnificent blob had come down he was pumping a second, third, and fourth into the air. His cock jerked and pumped in Erica's fingers, spouting and spouting. Thick blobs of semen streamed down over her fingers, coating her hands, making them hot and sticky.
Jerry's coming died away slowly, declining gradually. The spouting slowly eased to a pulsing, then an oozing, and then ceased completely. Erica gave his cock a milking squeeze or two, driving out the last traces of his come. Then she snuggled in against him, satisfied and content. Feeling a warmth toward her young cousin that she hadn't expected, Erica snuggled against him for a few minutes, enjoying the feel of his hand on one breast, his fingers in her cunt. Then he shifted restlessly and she drew away from him.
"I'm sorry," he apologized dismally.
"Sorry about what?" Erica asked softly.
"About everything," Jerry said miserably. "And I made a terrible mess."
"This?" Erica raised her come-drenched hand. "Pooh, it's nothing." She started to lick the thick fluid off, then thought better of it. Reaching up to the back ledge of the car, she located the box of tissues and pulled out a wad. After using them to wipe her hand, she cleaned up Jerry's shrunken cock. Tenderly, as if she were a mother tucking in a baby, she placed his organ back in his pants and zipped them up. Then she refastened her slacks.
She was buttoning her blouse when she heard muffled complaints from the front seat.
"No, Rick, stop that!" Julie protested loudly.
"What's the matter with you? You didn't mind watching them!" Rick argued.
"Just because your sister will do things like that doesn't mean I will," Julie protested vigorously. "Now keep your-your thing inside your pants."
"For the love of Mike, what am I supposed to do?"
"Behave yourself," Julie snapped. "I'm not that kind of girl!"
"Every girl is that kind of girl," Rick insisted.
"Well, I'm not. I think it's time we were going home."
"What's the matter, Sis?" Jerry asked suddenly.
"This animal won't leave me alone," Julie told him. "A lot you care, after what you did back there."
Erica decided Julie wasn't ready for any further heterosexual education that night. "I think maybe we'd better be getting home, Rick."
"Thanks, you would. You've had your fun," Rick protested.
"I don't think anything is going to change Julie's mind," Erica retorted.
"Come on, Rick, let's just leave the baby alone," Jerry snorted, astonishing everyone with his sudden lack of protectiveness for Julie.
Disgusted but defeated, Rick started the car and headed out of the 'drive-in. Erica snuggled in the curve of Jerry's arm and guided his hand down to her breast again. In the front seat, Julie was sitting bolt upright against the door of the car, as far from Rick as she could get. Erica decided she was going to have a little conversation with Julie before they went to sleep. She suspected that Julie wouldn't be ready to go right off to sleep, anyway. Julie was probably hot to trot, but not with Rick.
Turning her mind away from Julie, Erica let herself enjoy the feel of Jerry's hand on her tit.
4
Erica muffled a soft groan of pain as she settled onto her chair at the breakfast table. Her muscles ached in a way she had never felt before. She had been right about Julie, that was for sure.
"Have a nice time at the drive-in last night?" Erica's father, Paul, asked.
"Pretty good," Erica answered.
"Great," was Jerry's response.
Rick and Julie grunted noncommittally. They had hardly glanced at each other since they had sat down.
"What are your plans for today?" Erica's mother asked.
"Nothing special," Rick answered. "I guess we'll just swim and loaf."
"Well, don't drown," Martha Hamilton cautioned them. "I have an appointment with the hairdresser this morning, and a shopping trip this afternoon."
"You going to be home for lunch?" Erica asked, her spirits lifting.
Martha shook her head. "No, I don't think so. It seems silly to come all the way back here and then have to dash off. You can fend for yourselves. You know where everything is."
"Okay," Rick agreed easily, not meeting Erica's eyes. She knew he was thinking the same thing she was. A whole, unchaperoned day ahead of them.
"What time do you think you'll be home?" Erica asked casually.
"I'll meet your father and we'll come home together."
"And if I don't get going now, I'm going to be late," Paul Hamilton observed, glancing at his watch.
"See you about five?" Martha asked, returning his kiss warmly.
"Fine." Paul gave his wife a provocative pat on the fanny before going out the door.
Erica watched her father leave, feeling that familiar surge of desire for him. Objectively, she acknowledged that he was handsome and interesting. Subjectively, she desired him sexually, especially when he did something like he just had. Erica felt almost as if it were her fanny he had patted, rather than her mother's.
Erica still felt tremors of desire as she and Julie shared the dressing room by the pool. They bumped into each other as they struggled into their suits. Jerry and Rick were already splashing around in the pool.
"Darn top," Julie muttered, trying to fasten her halter.
"Here, let me help," Erica offered.
"Thanks. This is one of those times I wish I wasn't so big," Julie admitted. "Like last night, too."
Erica turned this remark over in her mind. "Rick tried to go too far with you, huh?"
"Did he ever," Julie snorted. "And you and that brother of mine weren't any help, either."
"What's the matter, don't you like to have a good time?" Erica asked innocently.
Julie ignored the question, checked to see if Erica had her suit on, and opened the door out onto the pool deck.
Erica tied her straps behind her neck as she stepped out into the sunlight. The first thing she saw was her brother, shading his eyes with his hand, staring up at Julie as she stood at the edge of the pool. Erica felt a surge of jealousy at the glint in Rick's eyes, though she had to admit Julie was smashing. Evidently the girl's bathing-suit purchases hadn't kept up with her physical development. The top of her suit mashed the full globes of her large breasts down, leaving them bulging out over the top of the cups. And the bottom of the suit was strained nearly to the breaking point. Erica had a vision of herself, slender and very trim, and felt a surge of anger toward Julie.
"Come on in, the water's fine," Jerry called out, catching Erica's attention. His interest in her restored her faith in herself. She remembered that wonderful, massive cock, and her mouth watered. She thought of the day ahead, and smiled to herself.
She didn't have a chance to really get to work on Jerry until she was out of the water and sunning herself on a towel. She'd done everything possible, short of stuffing his hand down inside her suit, but he seemed self-conscious and inhibited in the light of day. Finally, feigning an exhaustion she didn't feel, Erica stretched out on her stomach and unfastened the top of her suit. Jerry splashed around in the pool a few minutes longer, then, ignored by Rick and Julie, scrambled out on the deck.
Erica pushed up off the towel just enough to give the youth a good look at her breasts without revealing everything. His eyes slid from her face down to where the tips of her tits rested on the towel. "Tired?" she asked softly.
"Uh, a little," he answered, drying his face without taking his eyes off her.
"Come on down here," she suggested, patting the towel.
"Okay," he agreed nervously. Trying to appear casual, he flipped his towel around his neck and sank down next to her.
Erica picked up a bottle of suntan oil. "Would you spread some on my back?" "Sure." Jerry's voice cracked. Erica permitted herself a soft purr of contentment as she felt Jerry rub the lotion into her skin. She knew the bare expanse of back was having the desired effect on him. And, through slitted eyes, she watched her brother and Julie in the pool. Erica felt a renewed surge of jealousy at the sight. Rick was hers! "That enough?" Jerry asked finally. Erica jerked slightly, then returned her attention to her partner. "Thanks." Casually, she rolled to her side, shielding her breasts with one arm as she propped her head on her elbow. She thought Jerry's eyes were going to pop out as she rolled over. He kept staring at her, as if he were trying to see through her arm. Her nipples were hard, poking into her arm.
"The sun's nice, isn't it?" Jerry commented lamely, failing to tear his eyes away from Erica's arm.
"Kind of warm, though," Erica observed, her voice soft.
"You've got a nice -uh-body," Jerry commented.
"Thank you," Erica said smoothly. As if she weren't aware of what she was doing, she brushed a strand of hair back from her forehead, baring her breasts to Jerry's view as she did so. Then she put her hand down along her side, leaving her tits exposed.
Jerry's eyes bulged as he stared at her. Erica risked a glance down at her breasts, soft mounds capped with tiny pink nipples. Her fair skin barely showed bathing-suit marks. Rolling on her back, Erica spread her arms wide and let Jerry feast his eyes on her graceful figure. Julie giggled and said something, distracting Jerry for a second, until Erica put her warm hand on his thigh and stroked his leg gently.
For a while, Erica was sure Jerry wasn't going to accept the invitation she was throwing at him. Then, when he did begin to move, her relief washed through her like boiling water. He reached out to brush his fingertips over one of her tits, making her nipple bounce and stiffen. Erica let the fiery jolts his touch gave her sweep through her, closing her eyes to slits and savoring the sensation. The sun was hot on her bare chest, adding to her pleasure. She traced her fingers up and down his bare leg, brushing the hairs gently.
When he put more pressure on her breast, Erica's fingers tightened, measuring his muscles. Jerry was cupping her whole breast with his hand, massaging it gently. And, while he was doing this, he was staring straight into her eyes, as if he were trying to measure the effect his touch was having on her. Erica didn't disappoint him. She closed her eyes and let her head roll from side to side, licking suddenly dry lips as she did so. The sensations burnings through her were real. The faking she'd expected to have to do was unnecessary. All she needed to do was enjoy what her cousin was doing to her. And the fact that this was a way to get back at her brother for his interest in Julie made it all the more sweet.
Erica felt Jerry's shadow move over her as he slid his hand across her chest to her other breast. She felt him drawing-closer and closer and turned her head and pursed her lips for his kiss. This kiss started out gently, and grew rapidly. Encouraged by what they had done the night before, and her obvious interest now, Jerry was the aggressor this time. He wedged her lips open and explored her mouth boldly. Erica sucked his tongue in, chewed on it with her teeth, met its thrusts with thrusts of her own. Jerry's weight came down on her, grinding his hand down into her soft boob while the nipple of her other breast dug into his chest. Erica reached behind him, stripping the towel from around his neck, and tossed it blindly away. She squirmed under him, digging her fingers into his back and scrubbing herself against him. He was lying beside her now, half covering her with his body. She rolled her hips toward him and pressed her thighs against his, spreading hers so she could grip him slightly.
When he broke the kiss and rolled to his side facing her, Erica let her hand trail around and over his side, down toward his stomach. She was looking straight into his eyes when she tickled her fingers down to the waist of his suit and found the cord there. He was biting his lip nervously and stroking her breast mechanically.
One quick tug unfastened the knot in the cord. Without looking, Erica sneaked her fingers into his suit, loosening the cord with the back of her hand as she delved deeper.
His cock, a hard shaft bent up to one side, filled his suit. When she released the pressure of the suit on it, it jumped around, anxious to fill her hand. She wrapped her fingers around the hard rod and stroked it tenderly, fighting down a quiver of fear at its size.
As Jerry slid his hand down from Erica's breast, she rolled onto her back to give him access to the bottom of her suit. His fingers caught on the elastic for a second, pushing the suit down. Then he was under the small scrap of cloth, pressing lower and lower.
The touch of his fingers at the upper end of Erica's slit made her gasp, and a surge of pleasure boiled through her. She pumped her hand on her cousin's massive cock as he moved his hand lower and lower, pressing it against her mound. His finger slipped inside her slit, and Erica thought she was going to faint with pleasure. His shyness, and delicacy, and hesitancy were a stark contrast to Rick's approach, adding to Erica's pleasure.
The sun felt gloriously hot on her skin as she lay on the towel enjoying Jerry's exploration in the bottom of her suit. And the cock she was fondling seemed less and less terrifying as her lust grew.
Julie muttered something, but was hushed by Rick before she could bother Erica. The sound of Julie's voice, and Rick's, only increased Erica's excitement. She knew they were watching, knew Rick had to be boiling with jealousy at what she was doing with Jerry. The fact that they were watching was icing on the cake. Releasing Jerry's cock, Erica rolled to her back and stripped the bottom of her suit down and off, and flipped it away. She heard it splat into the pool. She stretched her legs out, slightly apart, and felt the hot sun on her cunt. She was as naked as the day she was born, except for the fine gold chain and medallion she always wore around her neck.
"You're beautiful," Jerry whispered, his eyes raking over her from her neck to her knees.
"Take off your suit," Erica urged. When she saw him glance in the direction of Julie and Rick, she touched him gently. "Don't worry about them."
Jerry gulped and followed her suggestion. He awkwardly pushed his suit down and off, leaving it in a tangle on the deck. Erica licked her lips, her eyes riveted on his cock as she reached for the immense tool. She wrapped her fingers around it and decided it felt as hot as a steel ingot. She smeared his juices around over the massive shaft while he explored her naked body, his finger penetrating her cunt as she spread her legs wider and bent her knees. She was awash with pleasure as she petted his cock and let him finger-fuck her. But she knew she was going to get more than his finger this time. She had to try that beautiful cock.
She fondled him as long as she dared-until he was panting and his muscles were knotting. She let him stimulate her vagina and clitoris until she was on the verge of coming herself, until neither of them had a shred of control left in their bodies. Then she pushed him down on his back and moved to straddle him.
He looked up at her blankly as she came over him, straddling his hips. The question in his eyes were obvious. She smiled down at him reassuringly as she positioned herself over his cock, aiming it up into her cunt. She lowered herself toward that huge rod until its head was butting into the entrance of her cunt. She felt her tissues stretching slowly open as she bore down on the huge prick. She was dimly conscious of Rick and Julie watching as she began to drive Jerry's cock up into her. She didn't know why Julie hadn't run away, or why her brother hadn't tried to stop her out of jealousy. She didn't care, either. All she wanted now was that magnificent cock in her guts.
It was an incredible battering ram, filling her, stretching her cunt wider and wider. Erica felt as if she were being ripped open by the massive shaft. She bit her lip, fighting tears of pain and lust as she drove herself down on the huge cock. She had to have the whole thing, every glorious inch of it. She worked her way down as if she were committing suicide on it. It was too big, it was tearing her wide open. She was being split apart!
And she was taking it into her, driving it up into her cunt with careful, screwing, pistoning moves. She threw her head back, and let the sun burn into her face as she pumped herself down on Jerry's cock until it was glutting her, stuffing her full.
Then she was sitting on him, with that entire, wonderful, huge cock in her body. She stayed there, savoring the magnificent feeling of fullness it gave her.
"Oh, my God," Jerry croaked. "It's so good!" "It'll get better," she promised, leaning forward over him.
Bracing her hands, she lifted off the big cock and dropped back down on it. She felt as if a telephone pole were being shoved into her cunt. Moving slowly at first, she lifted and slid back down. The friction between his huge cock and the stretched walls of her vagina sent her roaring to a drenching orgasm, but she kept right on moving, faster and faster. Reaching behind herself, she felt down under her ass for Jerry's balls. The touch of her fingers on them was all it took. Jerry whimpered, jammed his hips upward, and drove his cock into Erica. She felt his balls tighten up and pump shot after shot of semen into her, felt him filling her cunt. Thick come poured out of his cock, pressured out around the bulk of his prick and streamed from Erica as he came and came and came.
Erica's orgasm blasted through her, convulsing her muscles, leaving her helpless. She dropped down on top of Jerry to savor the fiery pleasure. She tried to milk his cock with her cunt, but her muscles were too stretched by his bulk to do more than twitch. She quivered and hung on desperately as her orgasm slowly faded away.
"Oh, my God," Jerry groaned softly from under her, his hands roaming aimlessly over her naked back.
"Wow," Erica sighed softly, her cheek on his chest.
"No, Rick, please!" Julie said suddenly, in a strangled, pleading tone of voice.
Erica rolled her head to see what was happening. Rick was kissing Julie, and, at the same time, trying to strip off the top of her suit. He got the catch loose in back, and before Julie could react, stripped her, baring her large, firm tits.
"Wow," Jerry whispered from under Erica.
"And how," Erica responded. In the sunlight, Julie's large, milky globes looked even bigger than they had at night.
Rick's response was less vocal, but more meaningful. He put his arm around her waist, and drew her in against his side. Then he tried to engulf one of her large globes with his hand and failed. As he weighed and measured her breast, Julie tried futilely to escape.
"What are you doing?" she wailed, trying to pull away.
"Relax, you'll like it," Rick informed his lush young cousin as he carefully tortured her breasts.
"Ooooh, wow, what are you doing?" Julie wailed. "Oh, my God, first Jerry and now this! What are you doing?"
Erica had a sudden urge to help her brother. She wanted to see Julie humiliated. She levered herself up off Jerry. "Come on, let's go help Rick," she suggested.
Jerry tried to puzzle this out. "I guess so," he agreed, obviously not understanding what Erica meant.
Erica dragged him over to where her brother was wrestling with Julie. "You're not a virgin any more, so why should Julie be one?" she asked
"I don't know." Jerry seemed overwhelmed by what had happened, seemed willing to let Erica lead him anywhere.
"Let me go!" Julie wailed as Erica grabbed one flailing arm. "Jerry, help me!"
"You'll be all right, Sis," Jerry told her as he grabbed her other arm and immobilized it.
"That's more like it," Rick grunted, reaching for the bottom of Julie's bathing suit. He hauled it down and over her lush hips, stripped it down her legs, and hurled it away.
"No, please!" Julie begged.
Rick paused to strip his own suit off. When Julie saw his erect cock, she froze. She stared at the shaft of meat as if it were a snake about to strike.
Rick stepped forward and filled his hands with Julie's massive breasts, squeezing and kneading the full globes, weighing them as if he couldn't believe their size.
Erica felt Julie's struggles change, felt them weaken. Instead of jerking and pulling against her captors, Julie was now writhing. Her eyes never left Rick's erect cock. She licked her lips nervously.
Rick stopped kneading her breasts and slid his hands down over her torso, squeezing her body and fondling it. He slid his thumbs in toward Julie's cunt, and she lurched as if suddenly aware of a new, more deadly danger.
When Rick's fingers pressed Julie's cunt, it was as if she had been touched with a live wire. She convulsed so powerfully she almost tore herself free of Erica and Jerry. Erica hung on for dear life as she watched her brother exploring Julie's virgin pussy.
"Please," Julie moaned, her voice twisted with terror and passion.
"You are quite a piece," Rick muttered hungrily.
Erica was beginning to seethe with excitement as she watched Rick probing the young girl's cunt. Glancing over at Jerry, Erica noted that his gaze was riveted on his sister's crotch. His cock was swelling and growing visibly. Jerry licked his lips and reached down with one hand to fondle his sister's full breast. Julie looked up at him, shocked by his touch, shocked that he was becoming an active participant in what was happening to her.
Rick pushed Julie's thrashing legs wide apart easily, as if the girl's resistance meant nothing. He knelt between her thighs, and caressed her pussy, spreading the lips wide to study the glistening pink inner tissues. Then he began to move in on her, aiming his ready cock at her cunt.
"Oh, no, please, no," Julie moaned. "Please, please, no!"
"You'll like it," Erica whispered, not to reassure Julie, but to make it easier for Rick.
Julie showed a strange flash of rationality, and turned toward Erica. "Really?"
"Really," Erica answered, hoping she was lying through her teeth.
Rick ignored everything but his goal. Aiming his cock into Julie's cunt, he drove his hips forward, driving his cock into her with a firm thrust. Julie jerked violently, a choked scream tearing from her throat. The she relaxed. For a second Erica thought the girl was really hurt. Then Julie's eyes snapped open. A new light shone in them. Replacing the fear, and pain, was a look of incredible surprise and pleasure.
Rick was driving his cock slowly deeper and deeper into Julie's little cunt. Inch by inch he drove his cock into the young girl, stretching her unused channel open with his bulk.
And Julie was enjoying it. Her face was suffused with a look of growing pleasure. She wasn't fighting Erica or her brother any longer, and eagerly absorbed Rick's cock as it was given to her.
Erica let go of Julie and sat back on her haunches, surprised, disappointed, and boiling with excitement as she watched Rick fucking the girl. Erica looked hopefully over at Jerry, but his eyes were fastened on his sister as she was expertly ravished.
Julie was wrapping her arms around Rick, digging her fingers into his strong, brown back as he moved, pistoning his cock in and out of her cunt with skillful drives of his trim hips. There was no trace of pain or fear left on Julie's face, only growing pleasure and excitement. Her hips were shifting and rolling, answering Rick's moves with moves of their own. Spreading her thighs wider, she bent her knees, then wrapped her legs around Rick's waist in total acceptance of him and what he was giving her.
Rick was grunting now, driving his cock home faster and faster, harder and harder. His body slapped against Julie's as he drilled into her. Julie's cushiony breasts bulged out from between them as his weight mashed them down. She squirmed her entire body against his, as if she were trying to melt into him. Her eyes were closed, her face suffused with pleasure as she rose higher and higher and higher. Every drive of Rick's hips brought a moaning grunt from her as she absorbed it, savored it.
Julie began to whimper and claw at Rick's back. Then she was crying out loud, wailing, and Erica knew that she was coming. Erica dug her fingers into her own soaking cunt as she watched Julie's uninhibited climax.
Rick drove his cock into Julie again and again and again, and then he was coming, ramming it into her as hard as he could, straining his muscles. Erica could almost feel his powerful shots of semen in her own guts as she watched him pouring them into Julie's young pussy. That was enough, along with her own fingers, for Erica to reach a climax of her own. Curling up in a ball beside the tangled bodies of her brother and cousin, Erica savored her own, self-induced climax.
When it had faded, Erica got to her feet and strolled over to the pool. A single lithe motion and the cool water was sluicing past her, washing the sweat and come off her. Eyes closed, she sliced blindly through the water, refusing to think. She had been planning on revenge, and had given Julie joy instead.
The water around Erica swelled with the impact of someone diving into the pool, and she rolled over and looked. Jerry's head popped to the surface, water streaming down from his curling hair and into his eyes.
"Hi," he greeted her.
"Hi," Erica answered carefully.
Before they could say more, there were twin splashes and Rick and Julie were coming toward them.
"You were right, Erica," Julie said smugly.
"Right about what?" Erica asked, noting curiously the pink wisps in the water near Julie's cunt. As she watched, the pink faded as the water diluted Julie's virgin blood.
"It was good," Julie answered.
"Oh," Erica murmured.
"You all right, Erica?" Jerry asked as if afraid he had hurt her.
"Yeah, I'm all right," Erica answered, trying to be more cheerful.
"I think it's going to be a groovy summer," Julie said enthusiastically. "Do your folks leave you home alone often?"
"Not often enough," Rick answered. "But that's all right, we can always find other places."
Rick had found an incredible variety of scenes for their activities. And Erica knew he wouldn't hesitate to introduce Julie to all of them. There didn't seem to be any way of regaining his interest in her. Miserable, she paddled away, trying to drown her unhappiness.
5
Julie was behaving as if she'd discovered a new toy. For a while she contented herself with splashing around in the pool. Then she began floating around on her back, her full breasts bobbing on the surface, her nipples pointing toward the sky. From time to time she would arch her back, display a flash of fine black hair and pink skin, and then do a back somersault. She was displaying her naked body as freely and blatantly as possible.
Erica tried to ignore the display her cousin was putting on, but didn't succeed. She noticed that even Jerry was intrigued by his sister's blatant nudity. Rick went further, participating in the frolic. At one point he came up under the nubile girl as she floated on her back, put his hands in the small of her back and lifted her clear of the water. Instead of squealing and tumbling off, Julie arched her back and balanced there as if she were an adagio dancer, arms stretched out, legs bent gracefully. She was a dramatic glistening study of pale pink and jet black.
Erica contented herself with trying to ignore Julie. It wasn't easy.
Finally, evidently tired, Julie hauled herself out of the pool and stretched out languidly on a towel. Rolling on her side to face the pool, she bent one knee and braced her foot, spreading her thighs wide, giving everyone a totally unhindered view of her cunt. Her breasts, sagging from their own weight, looked more lush than ever. As if by accident, Julie began toying with one nipple, making it peak. Then she moved her hand to her torso and stroked her body sensuously. Sliding her fingers down over her belly, she pressed them into her pussy and petted herself awhile, before sliding her finger out of sight and into her cunt. Her hips rolling gently, she finger-fucked herself slowly, sensuously. Her mouth opened and she licked her lips, making them gleam in the sunlight. Her eyes half closed, the young girl made a blatant display of her self-induced pleasure.
Erica knew it was too much to hope that her brother wouldn't take the bait. She watched glumly as Rick vaulted easily out of the pool. With studied casualness, he strolled along the deck to where Julie was lounging, his half-erect cock leading the way. It bobbed gently as he walked. The closer he gdt to Julie, the larger his cock became. Hunger knotted Erica's cunt as she watched her brother's prick swell and grow.
Rick said something to Julie, but too softly for Erica to hear. Julie giggled and slid her hand up from her pussy, leaving a glistening trail of wetness on her belly. Then she rolled onto her back, and spread her body for Rick to study. She let her legs open wide, bent one knee, and threw her arms out.
Erica had to admit that Julie's total, wanton display was effective. The firmness of the girl's large breasts meant that they were potent mounds on her ribs. They were accentuated by the trimness of her waist and the lush curve of her hips. Her muscles tightened, rippling gently under her skin.
Rick's cock was swelling and growing rapidly as he stared down at Julie. Then he slid one hand around his organ and began pumping it absent-mindedly.
Erica felt her lust soar upward as she watched her brother play with himself. Trying to conceal her jealousy, and increasing lust, Erica swam to the opposite side of the pool and climbed out. Without bothering with a towel, she stretched out on one of the lounges and let the sun dry her naked body. Spreading her legs to let the warmth burn into her cunt, Erica watched her brother and Julie speculatively.
"Mind if I use this one?" Jerry asked, strolling across the deck.
"Nope." Erica darted a brief glance at his cock. It was growing larger. The sight of it sent a shiver through her and she had to fight an urge to stretch sensuously. She tightened her fingers on the arms of the lounge.
Rick was kneeling next to Julie now, his cock stiff and hard. Julie lay like a virgin sacrifice, letting him do anything to her that he wanted to.
Rick licked his lips nervously as he studied his lush cousin. Then he reached out and massaged her tits, with both hands, kneading her boobs as if they were balls of dough, pressing his fingers into them. Julie's eyes closed as she savored the sensation of having her naked body played with by a boy.
Rick seemed hypnotized by Julie's tits. He squeezed the lush masses, slid his hands over them. Julie's nipples popped into view, stiff and rubbery, pointing directly toward the sun. Rick pulled on them, tortured them, and Julie's face twisted in passion. She had her eyes closed and was concentrating totally on the unfamiliar sensations Rick was stirring in her.
"Think they'll do it?" Jerry asked Erica, breaking her concentration on the scene.
Erica debated ignoring the idiotic question, then nodded her head.
"You want to do it again?" Jerry asked. torso and stroked her body sensuously. Sliding her fingers down over her belly, she pressed them into her pussy and petted herself awhile, before sliding her finger out of sight and into her cunt. Her hips rolling gently, she finger-fucked herself slowly, sensuously. Her mouth opened and she licked her lips, making them gleam in the sunlight. Her eyes half closed, the young girl made a blatant display of her self-induced pleasure.
Erica knew it was too much to hope that her brother wouldn't take the bait. She watched glumly as Rick vaulted easily out of the pool. With studied casualness, he strolled along the deck to where Julie was lounging, his half-erect cock leading the way. It bobbed gently as he walked. The closer he got to Julie, the larger his cock became. Hunger knotted Erica's cunt as she watched her brother's prick swell and grow.
Rick said something to Julie, but too softly for Erica to hear. Julie giggled and slid her hand up from her pussy, leaving a glistening trail of wetness on her belly. Then she rolled onto her back, and spread her body for Rick to study. She let her legs open wide, bent one knee, and threw her arms out.
Erica had to admit that Julie's total, wanton display was effective. The firmness of the girl's large breasts meant that they were potent mounds on her ribs. They were accentuated by the trimness of her waist and the lush curve of her hips. Her muscles tightened, rippling gently under her skin.
Rick's cock was swelling and growing rapidly as he stared down at Julie. Then he slid one hand around his organ and began pumping it absent-mindedly.
Erica felt her lust soar upward as she watched her brother play with himself. Trying to conceal her jealousy, and increasing lust, Erica swam to the opposite side of the pool and climbed out. Without bothering with a towel, she stretched out on one of the lounges and let the sun dry her naked body. Spreading her legs to let the warmth burn into her cunt, Erica watched her brother and Julie speculatively.
"Mind if I use this one?" Jerry asked, strolling across the deck.
"Nope." Erica darted a brief glance at his cock. It was growing larger. The sight of it sent a shiver through her and she had to fight an urge to stretch sensuously. She tightened her fingers on the arms of the lounge.
Rick was kneeling next to Julie now, his cock stiff and hard. Julie lay like a virgin sacrifice, letting him do anything to her that he wanted to.
Rick licked his lips nervously as he studied his lush cousin. Then he reached out and massaged her tits, with both hands, kneading her boobs as if they were balls of dough, pressing his fingers into them. Julie's eyes closed as she savored the sensation of having her naked body played with by a boy.
Rick seemed hypnotized by Julie's tits. He squeezed the lush masses, slid his hands over them. Julie's nipples popped into view, stiff and rubbery, pointing directly toward the sun. Rick pulled on them, tortured them, and Julie's face twisted in passion. She had her eyes closed and was concentrating totally on the unfamiliar sensations Rick was stirring in her.
"Think they'll do it?" Jerry asked Erica, breaking her concentration on the scene.
Erica debated ignoring the idiotic question, then nodded her head.
"You want to do it again?" Jerry asked.
Erica bit back a sarcastic reply when she remembered the feel of his monster cock in her cunt. "Let's wait," she said, not taking her eyes off what her brother was doing to Julie.
Rick bowed his head over Julie's breasts, and lowered his mouth to the full mounds. He kissed one of Julie's nipples, and she jerked at the touch of his lips. Then he nipped at her tits and Julie groaned, rolling her head from side to side. She stiJJ had her eyes squeezed closed and her arms spread. She didn't touch Rick at all as he worked her over.
Rick suckled on Julie's full breast, sucking as much of the mound into his mouth as he could. Julie's chest heaved with excitement as he nursed. Backing away, he flicked her nipple with his tongue, and Julie jerked again. Leaving one breast glistening with his saliva, Rick transferred his attention to the other.
As he sucked on this tit, he slid his hand down over Julie's stomach. She arched her back eagerly and writhed against the touch of his hand. Her stomach muscles jerked at the feathery touch of his fingers. Then he was dipping his fingers toward her cunt, and Julie's thighs began quivering.
Rick's fingers touched her cunt, and her hips responded, grinding upward in open invitation to his penetration. Rick teased her, pressing his fingertips into her pussy high up, over her clitoris, but not invading her slit. Julie shoved her hips up as far as she could in a desperate attempt to capture what she wanted. Rick kept his fingers just out of reach.
Erica was about to twist the arms right off the lounge as she lay watching her brother. She was remembering the times he had done the same thing to her, and desire ripped through her, mingling with a searing jealousy. She was deliberately torturing herself by watching what Rick was doing to Julie, and she knew it. Erica also knew that the self-imposed agony was increasing her own pleasure. Her nipples felt as they were going to burst, they were so hard. The stray puffs of wind that brushed her pussy turned the slow flow of juices from her excited tissues to ice. Erica licked her Zips, her eyes burning as she stared hungrily across the pool
Rick increased his torture of Julie, slipping just the tip of one finger into the girl's slit. By bracing the heel of his hand on her pubic arch, when she pushed her hips up in an attempt to drive herself onto his finger, he kept himself out of reach. He was deliberately torturing her, teasing her unmercifully. She writhed, her face torn with agonizing pleasure. He slid his finger the length of her slit, and she whimpered plaintively.
Erica's muscles were knotting sympathetically. She remembered her own reaction to being teased like that. She could have taken her own hand and used it to drive Rick's finger into her, but she hadn't. Instead, she had locked her fingers in her short hair, deliberately denying herself the culmination of her pleasure. Julie was doing the same thing.
Rick touched something special inside Julie's cunt and she jerked and cried out. "Please!" she sobbed.
"You like it?" Rick asked, his voice soft and subtly cruel.
"Oh, God, it's so good!" Julie wailed. "Please, put it in me!"
"Not yet," Rick chuckled, thoroughly enjoying his power over the girl.
Erica bit back a sarcastic reply when she remembered the feel of his monster cock in her cunt. "Let's wait," she said, not taking her eyes off what her brother was doing to Julie.
Rick bowed his head over Julie's breasts, and lowered his mouth to the full mounds. He kissed one of Julie's nipples, and she jerked at the touch of his lips. Then he nipped at her tits and Julie groaned, rolling her head from side to side. She still had her eyes squeezed closed and her arms spread. She didn't touch Rick at all as he worked her over.
Rick suckled on Julie's full breast, sucking as much of the mound into his mouth as he could. Julie's chest heaved with excitement as he nursed. Backing away, he flicked her nipple with his tongue, and Julie jerked again. Leaving one breast glistening with his saliva, Rick transferred his attention to the other.
As he sucked on this tit, he slid his hand down over Julie's stomach. She arched her back eagerly and writhed against the touch of his hand. Her stomach muscles jerked at the feathery touch of his fingers. Then he was dipping his fingers toward her cunt, and Julie's thighs began quivering.
Rick's fingers touched her cunt, and her hips responded, grinding upward in open invitation to his penetration. Rick teased her, pressing his fingertips into her pussy high up, over her clitoris, but not invading her slit. Julie shoved her hips up as far as she could in a desperate attempt to capture what she wanted. Rick kept his fingers just out of reach.
Erica was about to twist the arms right off the lounge as she lay watching her brother. She was remembering the times he had done the same thing to her, and desire ripped through her, mingling with a searing jealousy. She was deliberately torturing herself by watching what Rick was doing to Julie, and she knew it. Erica also knew that the self-imposed agony was increasing her own pleasure. Her nipples felt as they were going to burst, they were so hard. The stray puffs of wind that brushed her pussy turned the slow flow of juices from her excited tissues to ice. Erica licked her lips, her eyes burning as she stared hungrily across the pool.
Rick increased his torture of Julie, slipping just the tip of one finger into the girl's slit. By bracing the heel of his hand on her pubic arch, when she pushed her hips up in an attempt to drive herself onto his finger, he kept himself out of reach. He was deliberately torturing her, teasing her unmercifully. She writhed, her face torn with agonizing pleasure. He slid his finger the length of her slit, and she whimpered plaintively.
Erica's muscles were knotting sympathetically. She remembered her own reaction to being teased like that. She could have taken her own hand and used it to drive Rick's finger into her, but she hadn't. Instead, she had locked her fingers in her short hair, deliberately denying herself the culmination of her pleasure. Julie was doing the same thing.
Rick touched something special inside Julie's cunt and she jerked and cried out. "Please!" she sobbed.
"You like it?" Rick asked, his voice soft and subtly cruel.
"Oh, God, it's so good!" Julie wailed. "Please, put it in me!"
"Not yet," Rick chuckled, thoroughly enjoying his power over the girl.
"Please!" Julie begged.
Rick ignored her pleas, and turned to watch his tormenting finger. He slid it a fraction of an inch deeper, and Julie moaned again. He paused, his finger pressing and working at the top end of Julie's slit. Julie's hips jerked spasmodically. He was grinding her clitoris against her pubic bone unmercifully, rolling the little bud into a knot of star-hot fire.
Erica didn't see how it could go on much longer. Her own cunt was streaming with juices just from watching. Without thinking, she reached down and slipped her finger into her cunt. She knew Jerry was right next to her, watching her as well as what Rick was doing to Julie. Erica didn't care if Jerry did see her playing with herself, and she drove her finger deep into her vagina. She spread her thighs as wide as possible, giving Jerry an incredible view of her finger disappearing into her cunt.
Rick paused, his finger poised over Julie's pussy. Julie was a frozen picture of lust spread on the towel in the sun. Then he drove his finger into her cunt, and Erica thought the girl was going to have a seizure. Every muscle in Julie's body convulsed wildly at the brutal invasion of her tender passage. Jerking violently, Julie wailed and tore at her own hair as Rick rammed his finger into her, drew it out and slammed it back in. Julie's hips surged up to meet his third thrust, her flesh smacking against his palm. Untangling the fingers of one hand from her hair, she reached blindly for Rick's cock and wrapped her hand around it. She squeezed, and its bulbous head emerged from her small hand. Pressing her thumb over the pink cap, she smeared the lubricant over it in a gleaming coating, then milked another shining drop out of it with her fingers. Coating her fingers with the sticky fluid, Julie ran them over his prick, then began to pump it.
Erica was pumping her finger in and out of her pussy as she watched Rick and Julie. Wave after wave of self-stimulated passion was searing through Erica, spasming her muscles. The fact that Jerry was right beside her, watching her, only increased her lust. She knew he wanted her, knew she was torturing him, and that made it even better.
Rick ripped his hand away from Julie's cunt and moved over her. Settling between her thighs, he hesitated, his cock pressing at the entrance of her vagina. Then he drove his organ into her. Julie wailed, and hammered her hips up to meet his drive. She spread her body wide open to take every massive inch of Jerry's cock into her. Clawing at his back, she slid her hands down and grabbed his tight, muscular buttocks, digging her fingers into the crack and jerking him against her.
From where she was, Erica could see her brother's cock driving into Julie's juicy cunt, and she felt as if it were being driven into her.
Rick's hips pumped, sliding his prick out of Julie's glistening pussy, then driving it back in. Juices poured out around his cock and streamed down Julie's ass. His body smacked against hers in time with the wild squishing of their organs. Rick's hips moved faster and faster until Julie's teeth were clicking with each impact. A scarlet blush swept up from her crotch, spreading over her entire body as she clutched at Rick, absorbing his drives. Her muscles jerked and knotted and the flow of juices around Rick's cock doubled and redoubled as the young girl came. Rick slammed against her hard, straining his muscles, jamming his cock into her.
His balls tensed up and pulsed, and Julie's clear juices were suddenly joined by the white cream of Rick's come as he poured his load into her. He flooded her cunt with semen until it poured out from around his cock. Thick globes dripped onto the towel.
"Come here," Erica said softly, not taking her eyes off Rick and Julie as she reached for Jerry. She pulled her finger out of her steaming cunt as he joined her on the lounge. Spreading her thighs, she drew him between them. Then, as he settled on top of her, she hauled on the arms of the lounge to drop it flat. She lost sight of Rick's final quivering in Julie's cunt, but it didn't matter. Jerry's immense cock was at the gates of her own desperately hungry pussy.
As Jerry worked the head of his magnificent tool into her cunt, Erica thought she was going to faint with pleasure. Her jealousy of Rick and Julie forgotten, she angled her hips to give the youth on top of her the best possible angle of entry. He pushed with his hips, and his cock began to drive into her vagina, began to stretch it open for the second time that day. Erica dug her nails into his back and sank her teeth into his shoulder as he powered his cock into her. The pain of her cunt being stretched open by his incredible tool was the perfect seasoning for her lust.
Jerry worked his cock into her in careful, shy stages, as if he were afraid of hurting her. Erica reached for his hips and hauled them against herself, welcoming the pain of the sudden invasion. She drove her hips up against his, deliberately adding to her agony. Something inside her wanted to be hurt. When he tried to back up before driving deeper, she held on, refusing to let him pull out.
She wanted him to power his cock into her with a steady, tearing thrust that would burn her tissues and set her entire body afire.
Panting, Jerry complied. Pouring on the power, he drove his massive cock into Erica's tender belly until tears stung her eyes. Reaching down, he grabbed her ass, and lifted her hips and rammed his way into her. She felt as if she were being torn wide open by his cock. His hands spreading her buttocks increased the feeling. Erica thought she was going to split wide open from the crotch upward, and the idea added to her pleasure, producing another wash of juices to further grease Jerry's path into her.
Erica freed her teeth from Jerry's shoulder and rolled her head. As Jerry rammed deeper and deeper into her, she looked over at Rick and Julie to see what they were doing. They were lying together, with Rick's cock still buried in Julie. They were both watching Erica take on Jerry, their faces shining with lust and anticipation.
Shutting her eyes, Erica turned her full attention to Jerry's cock in her cunt. He was nearing bottom, and his hips were beginning to press against hers. His pubic bone came down on her clitoris, and the head of his monster cock buried itself in the end of her vagina, stretching her channel lengthwise even as the bulk of his tool was straining its diameter. Erica wailed as an explosion of pleasure from the wild combination of feelings ripped through her.
The fit of his cock was so tight in her that Erica didn't see how he could move. She was certain that they would have to stay locked together until he shrank a little. Then he proved her wrong by withdrawing. Erica felt the walls of her cunt being pulled out of her by the friction before they began to slide. Then Jerry drove back into her, and she tore at his back as another earthquake of lust boiled through her. Juice poured from her cunt, easing the friction between him and her to a bearable level. Now, when he drew out of her, her cunt didn't try to follow along, but only clung to his flesh as it slid past. Every nerve in Erica's vagina was aflame with the marvelous friction. She was soaring along at a plateau of pleasure that engulfed her entire body in fire.
Jerry's moves increased in tempo as the impact of his body against hers grew harder. Hanging on as if she were afraid of falling off into space, Erica absorbed his blows and savored them. She felt the head of his cock slam against the end of her vagina, and spread her thighs in an attempt to make it hit even harder. His body demolished her clitoris, fragmented it again and again and again, until it was a searing spot of agonizing pleasure.
Erica was coming-one long, endless come. Everything disappeared except the cock that was ripping into her cunt. She didn't feel the hot sun on her face, or the weight of Jerry's body on hers. All she knew was the prick that was pistoning in and out of her, driving her higher and higher and higher.
Then Jerry was ramming his cock into her as hard as he could. Bracing his feet against the bar at the foot of the lounge, he shoved against Erica, holding her by the shoulders until she felt as if she were being compressed, crotch to shoulders, by his brutal pressure. Reaching down, she touched his balls, and it was as if she had touched a match to the fuse of a cannon. His cock slammed wad after wad of semen into her. And, with the head of his prick buried in the end of her vagina, she felt every shot as it pressured out of him. Erica's consciousness vaporized in the face of the incredible pleasure. She was wrapped around Jerry, trying to absorb every bit of him as he poured his come into her belly, trying to savor every blistering second of her own coming.
When her muscles finally relaxed and unknotted, Erica felt as if she'd been wrung out. She was faintly aware of Jerry's cock shrinking in her, more aware of his weight crushing her into the lounge. When she opened her eyes, the world was tinged blue. Nothing seemed real as she looked around the pool. Her brother was getting up off Julie, his limp cock trailing a glistening strand of come. He helped Julie to her feet and the two of them strolled straight off the deck and into the pool. The sound of their plunge echoed in Erica's passion-stunned ears. Jerry's weight on her was suddenly painful.
"Off," she grunted, pushing at him.
"Sorry," Jerry apologized, pushing himself up to his knees. His cock emerged from her with a soft, sucking sound and she felt a wave of come surge down over her ass.
"You're good," Jerry complimented her softly.
Erica bit back the urge to ask him how he would know, since she was the only girl he had ever had. "Thanks," she replied shortly. In spite of her satisfaction, Erica felt strangely numb toward her cousin. Maybe it was just because she was tired and satiated. Ignoring him, she got slowly to her feet, the world swimming around her from the change in position. Her joins and muscles protested as she made her way to the pool. Standing at the edge, she let all her muscles go limp and fell into the water in a boneless heap.
"Hi," Rick greeted her, supporting her as she floated across the pool. "Hi."
"How are you?"
"Okay," she acknowledged numbly. Her cunt felt as if it had been stretched to the limit.
"I'm tired," Jerry said, intruding.
"So am I. All this fucking is tiring," Julie giggled.
Rick turned around and put his hands on Julie's shoulders. "Shouldn't use words like fucking, little girl," he admonished, and shoved her under the water.
Julie popped to the surface, sputtering. A determined lunge got her up on Rick's shoulders, and all her weight came down on him. "Careful, I'm not such a little girl!"
Rick held out as long as possible, then disappeared in a wash of foam. Julie was left treading water, and then suddenly was yanked under.
Erica turned just in time to stop Jerry as he was about to lunge at her. "Don't you dare," she warned him.
"Who me?" Jerry asked innocently.
"You," Erica replied. She wasn't feeling much like a water fight at this point. She turned around to see what was happening with her brother and Julie. To her dismay, and surprise, they were locked in a tangle of arms and legs, their mouths pressed together as they bobbed up and down in the pool. Discouraged that she hadn't been able to hold Rick's attention, Erica paddled over to the side and hauled herself out of the pool and sat on the edge.
Julie and Rick didn't pay any attention to anyone. Below the surface of the water, Erica could see their legs kicking languidly to keep their heads above water. Their naked bodies, distorted and tinted a faint blue by the water, looked very sexy. Rick's hands were roaming over Julie's back, while she was pressing as tightly against him as she could.
They broke the kiss and Rick reached up to push a soggy lock of hair out of Julie's eyes. She looked at him, a secret smile quirking her lips as she clung to him. She was doing something with her hips under the water.
Erica imagined she could feel Rick's body against hers, the way it was against Julie's, hot and wet. A surge of jealousy and misery blurred her eyes.
"Hi," Jerry said from below her as he hung on the edge of the pool.
"Hi," Erica answered without looking at him.
"They're at it again," Jerry observed, not very originally.
"Yeah," Erica agreed. She wanted to stop watching them, but couldn't.
"Mind if I hang here?" Jerry asked. When he didn't get an answer, he shrugged and linked his arms around Erica's thighs, and hung between them. His face was inches from her cunt. He stared at it curiously. Erica kicked her feet slowly in the water, ignoring him.
Rick and Julie had drifted to the shallow end of the pool and were standing. The water was just over Julie's nipples and her breasts were bobbing gently in the waves. She was standing back from Rick. Her hands were busy under the water as she stared into his eyes.
Rick's hands appeared and roved over Julie's full breasts, brushing her nipples to erection. He was staring straight into her eyes.
Erica watched the scene miserably. When Jerry touched her cunt with one gentle finger, the jolt that rocked her made her gasp in surprise, but she didn't look down at him. She just continued to sit there on the side of the pool, kicking her feet slowly. Jerry slipped his finger along her slit, and a wash of flame boiled slowly up through her. The sun was hot on her shoulders. She felt her juices start to flow again as Jerry petted her cunt delicately. Finally she glanced down at him. He was studying her cunt avidly as he explored it, as if he were learning all the inner secrets of her body. He spread her labia, and Erica felt air chill her inner tissues. She wished it were Rick that was investigating her, not Jerry.
But Rick was intrigued with his new partner. His hands were as busy under water as Julie's now. Through the ripples and waves, Erica could vaguely see his hands between Julie's thighs. Julie's hands were fondling Rick's cock. They were standing scant inches apart as they played with each other.
"Oh, wow," Julie suddenly groaned when Rick did something to her.
"Sorry," Rick apologized softly.
"Do it again?" Julie asked in a whisper, then shuddered.
Erica wondered what her brother was doing to Julie. She couldn't think of anything Rick had ever done to her that would make her react like that. Jerry pushed the button of Erica's clitoris, and she was blasted with heat, and tightened her fingers on the edge of the pool. For a second her legs stopped swinging. Then she kicked them again, slowly. She felt her nipples, hard knots on her chest, tingling in the warm sun.
Julie's eyes were closed, her face beaded with moisture, her features set in that strange blankness of lust as she concentrated on the sensations Rick was creating. The water slopped against Julie's chest as their arms stirred it up. Rick was biting his lip in excitement, his eyes gleaming, as he stared down at Julie. The muscles in his back were flexing.
"Oooohh, God," Julie sighed softly, licking her lips, still not opening her eyes.
"Don't do me here," Rick cautioned.
"Where then?" Julie asked.
"Over here," he answered, guiding her toward the steps of the pool. He backed onto them and sat down on the next to the top one. Then he guided Julie over to straddle him. Her eyes were open now, and she was looking into his eyes as she followed his lead. She was still holding onto his cock. Its head, a flash of pink against the water, just barely broke the surface as he sat there.
"Can I put it in me?" Julie asked softly.
"Sure."
Erica watched her brother, her misery increasing in spite of Jerry's continued exploration of her cunt. Jerry was probing his finger into her vagina, sending waves of excitement boiling through her, but she couldn't ignore Rick and Julie, no matter how hard she tried. She slid her ass closer to the edge of the pool and leaned back on her arms, not taking her eyes off Rick and Julie.
Julie was hovering over Rick, her cunt forming the keystone of a bridge over his cock. Then she lowered herself a tiny bit, and the pink peak of Rick's prick nestled between the lips, spreading them slightly. Julie worked her way down on his cock, slowly blotting it out, absorbing it into her.
Her cunt was in the water now, the waves slopping against the crack of her ass. Her back was to Erica, making it impossible for her to see the girl's face. All Erica could see was the working of Julie's muscles as she wormed her way down on Rick's cock. She did it very slowly, as if it hurt to go too fast.
The touch of Jerry's tongue in Erica's cunt nearly made her faint with shock. She looked down along the length of her naked torso to see the boy's curly black hair. His face was buried between her thighs, his tongue dipping deeply into her slit. His nose was buried in her cunt, pushing at her clitoris, while his tongue was prying deep into her vagina and wriggling around wildly. Erica sucked in a shuddering breath at the unexpected assault and savored the explosive feeling he was creating.
Julie was spitted on Rick's cock now, and wriggling her lush hips as she savored the feeling of his cock in her cunt. Then she lifted off him and dropped back down, sliding wildly around on his cock.
Erica was boiling upward to still another wild climax, driven there by the corkscrewing tongue inside her. She was watching Julie screw herself on Rick's marvelous tool. Julie was bobbing up and down on the steps, sending concentric circles of waves rippling across the pool with every lurch of her hips. She worked down on him faster and faster and faster, then just sat there quivering. Finally, she began screwing her hips around on him wildly, began whining hungrily. Erica knew Julie was coming, and then Erica was coming. Rick was grunting as he came. Hot air blasted through Erica's cunt. She looked down and saw that Jerry's cock was rubbing against the side of the pool under the water. Creamy-white, mucous-looking blobs were spurting from its slitted tip as he, too, climaxed with no more stimulation than the wall of the pool.
Leaning forward over Jerry, Erica wrapped her arms around his head and pulled it tight against her belly. Her muscles knotted by her coming, she held the pose a long time, until she felt Jerry struggling. Releasing him, she let him push away from her. His face was coated with her juices. Eyes closed, he ducked under the water and floated away. A quick push of her arms sent Erica off the edge and into the pool. Letting the water wash away her sweat and come, she floated blindly. She felt both tired and sad.
6
"I'm tired," Erica sighed, not feeling charitable toward anyone.
Rick nudged his sister in the side as she floated beside him. "Come on, let's see what we can round up in the way of lunch."
Erica followed him, not really caring. Casually naked, they strolled into the house, leaving Julie and Jerry outside sunbathing. The kitchen was dark after the brilliance outside. Erica opened the refrigerator and poked around curiously while her brother got out paper plates.
"Peanut butter's about all we've got," she announced at last, her voice listless.
"That's okay with me. I imagine it's all right with Jerry and Julie," Rick replied.
"It'll have to be, it's all we've got," Erica grumbled.
"Got the bread?" Rick asked.
"You're standing right by the bread box," she said sarcastically.
"Sorry." Rick looked at his sister curiously. His eyes roamed down over her slender, graceful body before he looked at her face again. "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing's wrong with me," she answered shortly as she got the milk out of the refrigerator.
Rick set the jar of peanut butter aside and turned toward her. "You're about as cheerful as a swamp. After a fucking like Jerry gave you, I'd think you'd be happy."
"I am happy," Erica snapped.
Rick moved behind her and slid his arms around her naked belly, clasping her in his arms. "Like hell you are," he said softly, his breath hot against her ear.
"I'm all right," Erica argued, turning her head away from him. She put her hands on his intending to push him away. Instead, she slid his hands up over her small breasts and pressed them down.
Rick massaged her breasts gently for a few seconds, making her nipples harden, making her feel warm and soft. "Come on, give," he urged, nibbling the side of her neck.
"You and that damn Julie!" Erica exploded at last.
"What?"
"You and that damn Julie!" Erica repeated, even more violently.
Rick let go of her and turned her to face him. "What about me and Julie?"
"You've been fucking her!" Erica protested violently.
"No kidding. And what have you been doing with Jerry? So, I've been fucking her. You want me to ignore her?"
"Well, you don't have to be so eager to fuck her," Erica snapped.
"You're jealous," Rick observed.
"I am not. It's just that, well, I haven't had you in two days now."
"It's longer than that when you have your period," Rick noted.
"That's different," Erica insisted. "I want you, and you keep giving it to Julie."
"You're getting it from Jerry," Rick pointed out.
"Only because you're getting it from Julie."
"You seem to enjoy it with Jerry."
"He's all right," Erica admitted. "But it's you I want."
Rick shook his head, deciding there wasn't any way to combat feminine logic. "I'm sorry, but you can't have me right now. Not with Julie and Jerry around all the time."
"Why not?" Erica wailed.
"Because, what we've been doing is incest."
"So?"
Rick sighed. "Incest, in case you weren't aware of it, is illegal."
"So?"
"So, what do you think would happen if Julie and Jerry squealed on us?" Rick continued.
"Why would they do that?"
"Because they might be uptight about incest," Rick suggested. "God knows, before you and I went to work on them, they were as innocent as newborn babes."
"They sure were eager to learn, though," Erica observed.
"Sure. Everyone's eager to learn about sex. But incest is something else again. Believe me, I've been around, and know what I'm talking about. Even the guys at school, the real swingers, stay away from their sisters."
"Why?"
Rick shook his head. "I don't know why. My feeling is, get it at home if you can. And besides, I like you."
"Then fuck me, please?" Erica pleaded, going over to him and fondling his cock.
"We can't, Erica, really," Rick protested, pushing her hand away.
"Please, Rick?" Erica didn't like to beg, but she was desperate. "Aren't I good enough for you any more?"
Rick looked at her as she stood in front of him. The fine gold chain glittering around her throat set off her nudity beautifully. She slid her hands up and cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples, making them harden excitingly. She was offering herself to him shamelessly.
Rick licked his lips, staring at her, hunger in his eyes. His cock lifted and stirred, began to swell and rise from his crotch.
A laugh from outside shattered the mood abruptly. Rick tore his eyes away from his sister, looking guilty. "We can't, not now."
"Tonight, maybe?" Erica pleaded.
Rick shook his head. "I just don't see any way we can do it."
Erica slumped in defeat. She tried to find a solution to her desperate need. "What if we got them involved with each other?"
"How're you going to do that?" Rick asked, disgusted.
"Do you think it would work?" she asked, ignoring his question. "I mean, if they were fucking each other how could they tattle on us?"
Rick mulled this over as he spread peanut butter on the bread. "I guess they couldn't," he said finally.
"Then that's the solution!" Erica crowed.
Rick shook his head. "How are you going to get them interested in each other?"
Erica shrugged. "I don't know. I figure it should be easy, since they'd never even seen each other naked until now. They're bound to be curious."
"Maybe," Rick allowed. "But can't you be satisfied with Jerry? He's got the biggest cock I've ever seen in my life."
Erica wrapped her arms around Rick from behind and reached down to fondle his prick. "Your technique is better," she said softly. She felt his cock hardening in her hand.
"Okay, okay, you win," Rick agreed at last. "To tell you the truth, I was a bit jealous of Jerry. I was afraid you were going to want his big prick in preference to mine after they left." "Then you think we can do it?" "God only knows," Rick sighed. "Come on, let's have lunch."
Her spirits high, Erica followed Rick out of the kitchen and into the bright sun.
If Jerry and Julie were ashamed of being nude, they gave no sign of it. Julie was stretched out on one lounge, the back at a comfortable angle. When Erica handed her a plate and glass, she put the plate casually in her lap, covering her cunt. Erica sat down on the lounge next to her.
Erica ate her sandwich silently, trying to figure a way of getting Julie to really notice Jerry. The girl seemed to avoid really looking at him, as if she felt it was wrong to see her brother naked. Erica remembered that first night, when Julie had been so afraid of Jerry seeing her. And, now that Erica thought back on it, the only time Jerry had really looked at his sister was during her forcible seduction, when he was holding her for Rick to take. Erica suddenly realized that, no matter how much they had been naked together so far, neither of her cousins had really seen the other!
Erica glanced over at Jerry. He was sitting on a towel, legs folded tailor fashion, his plate on one side, glass on the other. Rick was sitting next to him. Jerry's large cock was limp, its head hanging demurely down over his balls.
"Your brother's got a nice build," Erica noted quietly.
"Oh, yeah, I guess so," Julie replied, not looking at him.
"Really, he does. Look at him. He's got nice muscles," Erica pointed out.
Julie glanced at Jerry for a split second, then looked away, embarrassed. "He's all right."
"He's got a big cock, too," Erica observed.
"Really?"
"Hadn't you noticed?" Erica asked, trying to force Julie to really look at Jerry.
"Uh, no, not really," Julie answered, blushing slightly.
"Don't be shy, look at him," Erica urged. "Hey, Jerry, you've got a nice cock."
"Huh?" Jerry asked, taken by surprise. The mention of his organ made him conscious of it, his nudity, and Erica. The result was a slow rise of his prick.
"See what I mean?" Erica asked Julie.
"Uh-huh," Julie answered, really looking at her brother's cock for the first time.
"Your sister is built like a brick shithouse," Rick informed Jerry bluntly, quickly catching on to what Erica was doing.
"I guess so," Jerry admitted, not looking at Julie.
"No kidding. She's got the biggest pair of knockers I've ever seen," Rick insisted.
Julie couldn't have helped hearing this and looked down at her full breasts. Her nipples suddenly became little peaks on her breasts.
"I mean, look at them," Rick urged. "Have you ever seen a nicer pair of tits?"
Jerry finally looked at his sister, and it was almost as if a magnet had gripped his eyes. They fastened on Julie's tits, and his cock lifted further, visibly growing harder.
"You've never really looked at Jerry before, have you?" Erica asked, trying to make sure Julie didn't stop now.
"Uh-uh," Julie answered, sounding hypnotized.
"You should feel that cock of his. It's gorgeous," Erica sighed, hoping she wasn't laying it on too thick. "I mean, like I've never taken one like that before in my life."
"Julie's tits are really firm and nice," Rick said to Jerry. "Play with your tits, Julie."
Julie giggled nervously, but ran her hands up over her marvelous boobs, brushing her fingers over her rubbery nipples, then weighing and lifting the soft masses from underneath. She still didn't take her eyes off her brother's cock. It stiffened like it had been given a shot of concrete.
"Man, oh, man, you've got the right effect on his cock, too," Erica breathed, her own mouth watering at the sight of the big shaft. "Play with your tits some more and see if it gets any bigger."
Julie continued running her fingers over her tits, continued tormenting her nipples. Her breathing was ragged. "Oh, gosh, it turns me on too, though," she sighed.
"Nothing wrong with that," Erica argued, fighting to keep from playing with herself. The newly aroused interest between brother and sister was setting her afire. Erica noticed that Rick's cock was swelling and hardening.
"But, gee, he's my brother," Julie sighed.
"So what? He's a man, that's what matters," Erica pointed out. "Why don't you get a closer look at him?"
"Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt," Julie said uncertainly.
"Shucks, you both live in the same house. It's kind of silly not to know what your brother looks like."
"Yeah," Julie said hesitantly, still not moving. "Ever notice what a pretty little cunt Julie's. got?" Rick asked Jerry.
"No," Jerry answered as his eyes moved down to it.
Julie crossed her legs modestly, only increasing her brother's interest in her.
"Let him see it," Erica urged. "I let Rick see mine." To prove her sincerity, Erica spread her legs. The excitement that was surging through her boiled higher as she spread her thighs to give Rick and Jerry an unhindered view of her cunt.
"Should I?" Julie asked. Not waiting for an answer, she opened her legs to give her brother an unobstructed view of herself.
"Exciting, isn't it?" Erica moaned, her passion only partly feigned.
"Yeah," Julie gulped. She was still massaging her tits.
"Makes me want to play with myself," Erica sighed, slipping a hand down to her cunt. She began to tease her body with her fingers, turning her insides into a mass of fire. She remembered one especially exciting thing she did to herself once in a while and slid her finger further back to push at her asshole. It sent a wild jolt of pleasure slamming through her.
"Oh, golly, this is wild," Julie whimpered, slipping her finger into her pussy. It was obvious that her brother watching her increased her excitement. Her eyes were glittering as she stared at him.
Erica was paying only passing attention to Jerry. Most of her attention was devoted to her own pleasure, her brother, and Julie. Rick was watching her as hungrily as she had ever seen him. His cock was as hard as steel and he was fondling it gently.
"You should feel Jerry's cock," Erica muttered softly. "It's really hot and hard."
"C-could I feel your cock Jerry?" Julie asked hesitantly.
"Sure," Jerry answered.
"I'll come over there," Julie decided quickly, and managed to get to her feet. She went over to him unsteadily and sank down next to him. Her hand approached his cock as if she were afraid it was going to burn her. When she touched it she almost yanked her hand back. Then she wrapped her fingers around it, obviously astonished at its size.
Erica beckoned discreetly to Rick and he got up and made his way over to her, his cock aiming at her as he came. He sat down on the lounge. She reached over and wrapped her hand around his organ. It had a nice familiar feel to it. She brushed her fingertips over its head and then licked them, savoring the familiar taste of his juices.
Julie was handling Jerry's cock as if it were a precious jewel. Jerry was weighing his sister's full breasts with his palms, while his thumbs toyed with her nipples. He and Julie were both totally engrossed in their explorations.
"It's awfully big," Julie observed. "I wonder if I could take it all in me."
"I bet you could," Erica contributed.
"No, I don't think so," Julie decided, backing away from it.
"I took it," Erica pointed out. "You're not chicken, are you?"
"Of course not. Could I try it, Jerry?"
Jerry gulped and started to say no. Then his lust overcame his reluctance. "Sure, why not?"
"Oh, gosh, it's sooo big," Julie said timidly.
"Go on, try it," Erica urged. "I dare you."
"I double dare you," Rick added. "I think you're chicken."
"I am not," Julie said quickly. She turned to her brother. "But let me do it, okay?"
Jerry shrugged, his hand lifting his sister's big tits. "Okay by me," he agreed. He stretched out on his back.
"Can you see?" Julie asked, glancing over at Rick and Erica.
"Go ahead, we can see," Rick answered. He had one finger jammed into Erica's cunt.
"Jeez, I want you," Erica hissed.
"Let's wait until they get going," Rick urged, his eyes fastened on their guests.
"Oh, wow," Julie whimpered as she straddled her brother. Her entire concentration was on the titanic cock she was hovering over. She lowered herself, wedging its head into her cunt. It seemed to stick and she lifted off it.
"It hurts," she moaned. "But I want it, really I do."
"Spit on it," Rick suggested.
Julie spat into her palm and rubbed it over Jerry's cock, making the huge pink head gleam in the sun. Then she lowered herself on it again. This time she wedged it into her pussy a little way before halting. The muscles in her back and shoulders were knotted with tension. Jerry was reaching up and playing with her breasts as she hovered over him. After lifting off a little, she jammed herself down on her brother's cock again, driving it in a little further.
"Oh, wow, is that big!" Julie groaned, her tone a combination of pain and pleasure. She lifted off again and then came down, wedging it into her body a little further.
Erica's hand was wrapped tightly around Rick's cock. She bit her lips as she watched Julie's slow, agonizing progress. She had taken that mammoth tool into her cunt-now she was watching another girl take it. It was one of the most exciting, and terrifying, sights she had ever seen.
Julie's cunt stretched around the huge shaft as she screwed it deeper and deeper into her guts. Her buttocks flexed and jiggled as she worked her way down on her brother. She was leaning forward on her arms, keeping her back very straight. Her hair had dried, and hung down around her face in twisting black strands.
Jerry's face was a study in concentration. His eyes closed as he savored the feel of his sister's vagina wrapping around his prick. He was still fondling her tits, absent-mindedly playing with the swaying masses.
"Ah-ah-ah-ah," Julie grunted, pounding her hips down on Jerry's. His cock was nearly buried in her now, stretching her cunt, reaching deep into her. Julie jerked, and half of what was left outside her disappeared. She lurched again, and the remainder was gone.
"Oh, God," Julie cried, "it's touched bottom!" Her body gave another involuntary lurch and her ass came down on Jerry, burying the full length of his cock deep in her cunt. Julie's cry was bloodcurdling and for a second Erica was afraid Julie had hurt herself.
"Oh, it's so good!" Julie whined, and Erica relaxed. "It's huge!"
Julie lifted up and Jerry's shining cock emerged from her. She dropped back down, and the sound of it driving into her was unbelievable. Julie grunted as she slammed herself down on it. She lifted and dropped again. Her grunts changed to a whine of pleasure.
Erica couldn't tear her eyes off Jerry's huge cock as it pistoned in and out of Julie. Somehow, she and Rick managed to squirm around so they could both watch. Then, suddenly, without warning, Rick rammed his cock into Erica's channel like he was drilling for oil. Erica exploded with pleasure at the wonderful, familiar feel of her brother's prick in her pussy. The lounge groaned under them as he fucked her and fucked her.
Julie was spitting herself on Jerry as if there was no tomorrow. With a total disregard of her own safety, she was slamming herself down on him, ramming the head of his cock into the end of her vagina, ravishing herself on his staff. She screwed her hips around in a wild pattern, her muscles twisting and writhing uncontrollably, her hips jerking and rocking as her reflexes took over and she began to come.
Jerry hammered his hips upward in response to her orgasm, and Erica could see his balls contract and pulse. His muscles jerked and he poured his come straight up his cock and into his sister's steaming cunt. Pearly-white liquid poured out around his cock, streamed down over his balls and dripped onto the towel.
Erica was being jarred by Rick's drives into her own cunt. She matched him thrust for thrust, slamming her hips against his. His cock wasn't as big as Jerry's, but his skill more than made up for the differential size. She clawed at him passionately as she absorbed his shots. She was responding to him in a way she never had before. She was wrapping her cunt around his cock, tightening it, fighting to give him as much pleasure as she could while she soared up and up and up her own uninhibited climax. She felt him beginning to come and milked him with her vagina, stimulating him to a long, pulsing, ripping climax that he would never forget.
Then she collapsed, her exhausted muscles relaxing all at once to leave her limp as a wet towel. She sagged down on top of him, thoroughly enjoying the feel of his cock in her cunt. He was shrinking, leaving her feeling hollow, but as long as she had any of him at all in her, she was happy.
"Well, I did it," Julie said softly. She looked over at Rick and Erica. "Didn't I do it?"
"Sure did," Erica agreed contentedly.
"Hey, you two made it, too!" Jerry said, lifting his head to look at them.
"Yeah," Rick panted.
"But that's incest," Jerry pointed out.
"Sure is," Erica agreed. "What do you think you two just did?"
"Oh," Julie squeaked, putting her hand to her mouth in shock. "Is that what incest is? I thought it was something horrible, with your father or something."
"You would," Jerry snorted. "Why don't you get off, before you squash me?"
"Are we in trouble?" Julie asked, frightened.
"Not unless someone finds out," Rick stated.
"Oh," Julie muttered. "You won't tell anyone, will you?"
"How can we?" Erica asked. "We did the same thing."
"You've done it before, haven't you?" Jerry asked.
"Uh-huh," Rick agreed.
"And you set us up to do it, so we couldn't squeal on you, right?"
"Right," Rick agreed.
"Oh, golly," Julie giggled. "That's wild!"
Jerry looked apprehensive for a few moments. Then his face cleared. "Well, lightning hasn't struck, so I guess we're all right. What's done is done."
"And it was fun," Julie noted. "Wasn't it?"
"And how," Jerry agreed. "Come here, Sister."
"What are you going to do to me?" Julie asked, giggling as she sat down next to her brother.
"Just feel you up a little. You've got quite a bod on you, you know."
"And you've got quite a-a cock on you," Julie giggled, reaching over to touch his penis.
"And you took every bit of it, too," Jerry said, obviously pleased.
"Still think I'm such a little girl?" she asked.
"Nope. Can't call you that any more," Jerry answered.
"How long have you two been making it?" Julie asked, looking at Rick and Erica.
Erica thought about her answer, then decided to be truthful. "About four years."
"Four years! Then you were only-uh-eleven when you started," Julie gasped.
"Something like that," Erica acknowledged.
"Gosh," Julie gasped, astonished. "I didn't even know what sex was when I was eleven."
"Well, you know now," Jerry growled, tackling her and dragging her down on top of him. For a second they rolled over and over, their hands seeking and reaching, finding all the places on each other they had been afraid to even look at before.
Erica watched her cousins, feeling much more friendly toward Julie, since the lush youngster was now less of a threat. Reaching over, Erica touched Rick's cock. She looked at it fondly as she held it. They were snuggled together on the lounge. His bare skin felt very good against hers. She didn't feel any particular sexual desire for him at the moment, just affection.
"I'm hot," Rick informed her. "Let's take a swim."
Erica looked over at Jerry and Julie. Jerry was on top, stretching Julie's arms wide with his hands as he looked down at her. They were obviously interested only in each other. Erica got to her feet and followed Rick into the pool.
After splashing lazily around for a while, they drifted to the shallow end and sat on the steps, side by side, their hands roaming over each other's bodies in the old familiar ways. They weren't interested in screwing, just pleasing each other with their hands.
On the deck, Jerry and Julie rolled apart and sat up. Their faces were flushed. Julie had her fingers around Jerry's cock. It made her hand look tiny. She spread her legs to let Jerry slip his finger into her cunt. She snuggled her shoulder to his chest and leaned against him.
"How'd you two get started?" Jerry asked curiously.
"I don't know," Rick answered. "I guess it just sort of happened."
"Oh, it did not," Erica told him. "You've got a terrible memory. I remember how it started. I remember everything, every single detail."
"Okay, smarty pants, how did it happen?" Rick challenged.
Erica settled herself comfortably against him and let her mind drift back to when she was just a little kid, eleven years old . . .
7
"Like Julie said," Erica began, "I was eleven years old." She settled herself more comfortably, letting the warm afternoon sun stream over her naked body.
"I guess Mom and Dad had gone out somewhere," she went on. "Anyway, they weren't home. I had to go to the bathroom ..."
Erica skipped through her room to the bathroom. Without thinking, she yanked the door open and took two steps into the room before she saw Rick and stopped, astonished. He was lying on the floor, his head cushioned on a rolled up towel. His expression was a combination of agony, shock, fright, and disgust. Spread out on the floor beside him was a colorful magazine. His pants were down around his knees, and he was holding his thing with his right hand.
"Aw, Jeezus," Rick groaned. "What the hell are you doing here?"
Erica stared at her brother, fascinated and puzzled. "What are you doing?" she asked.
"Aw, Jeez," Rick repeated. "How'd you get in here?"
"Through the door," Erica replied logically. "What're you doing?" she asked again. She looked more closely at the open magazine. "Gee, she's real pretty, isn't she?"
"Will you get out of here?" Rick asked desperately.
"But I gotta go to the toilet," Erica insisted.
"Well, can't you wait a minute?" Rick asked.
"I gotta go real bad. But you can stay if you want. I don't care."
As Rick watched, astonished, Erica went over to the toilet, lifted the lid, and then proceeded to pull her pants and underpants down. Turning around, she sat down and looked at him as she peed. He was staring at her as if he had never seen her before in his life.
"What were you doing?" she asked again.
"Playing with myself," he answered finally.
"Playing with yourself?" Erica asked. Finished peeing, she got up and flushed the toilet before putting the lid down. Then she bent to pull up her pants.
"Jacking off," Rick explained, as if that clarified things.
"Oh," Erica answered, not wanting to seem too stupid. She paused, bent over, and stared at the picture in the magazine. "Gee, she is pretty, isn't she?"
Rick looked at the magazine, then back at his sister. He seemed more interested in Erica than in the magazine, now.
"I don't think I'll ever be that pretty," Erica sighed.
"You're already pretty," Rick assured her.
Erica looked at him, puzzled. "Am I really?" she asked, flattered.
Rick flipped the magazine shut and got to his feet. "I might as well give up. I'm not in the mood now. Yeah, you're pretty."
Erica looked down at herself. "I'm flat as a board," she noted. "That girl in the magazine's got big breasts."
"Aw, who likes big tits? I'll bet you've got tits already." "Not really."
"Come on, let's get out of here," Rick said, opening the door to Erica's room. "I'll bet you do have tits."
"Well, I don't," Erica insisted. "I'll prove it." She stripped off the shirt she was wearing, baring her bony, flat chest. "See?"
Rick looked at her closely. Her nipples were tiny pink buds. "Well, you'll have tits someday," he told her. His fingers brushed one nipple.
"Yow!" Erica yelped, backing away from him. She felt as if she had just gotten a shock.
"What's the matter?" Rick asked.
"That felt-wild."
"This?" Rick asked, brushing his fingers over her tit again.
"Yeah," Erica answered, her body suddenly afire with a wild new feeling.
"You are pretty, you know," Rick told her again.
"Aw, I am not," Erica argued. "I'm just a skinny kid."
Rick seemed to be planning something in the back of his mind. "Take off your clothes and I'll tell you if I think you're as pretty as the girl in the magazine."
Erica looked at him warily, suddenly shy. "Take off my clothes?"
Rick shrugged. "Why not? You just peed in front of me, didn't you?"
Erica thought this over. "Yeah, I guess so."
"Tell you what," Rick continued, "if you take off your clothes, I'll take off mine. You've never seen me naked, except for just now in the bathroom."
Erica felt a wild surge of interest when Rick suggested this. "You promise to take off your clothes?"
"Sure, cross my heart."
"Okay." Erica kicked off her sandals and began to take her pants down, a wild new feeling boiling through her. In a few seconds she was naked, her clothes an untidy heap on the floor. She shivered, goosepimples rippling over her naked body as she stood there. She looked down at her skinny, pale form. Then- she looked at her brother. His eyes were as big as saucers as he stared at her.
"Now you," she reminded him nervously, shuffling her feet.
"Okay," Rick agreed, not taking his eyes off her. With fumbling fingers he stripped off his T-shirt, kicked his loafers away, and struggled out of his pants and shorts. He was left in just his socks.
"Socks, too," Erica insisted.
"Huh? Oh." Rick pulled his socks off and added them to his heap of clothes.
They stood there, staring at each other. Rick's cock rose and stiffened, turning into a hard pole jutting from his crotch. He didn't have a trace of pubic hair yet. Neither did Erica. Her naked cunt gleamed pale white. It's bulging lips seemed to pout. Her, nipples were hard little knots on her chest.
"How come you get all hard like that?" Erica asked, pointing at her brother's cock.
"Huh? Oh, that's so I can fuck," Rick explained.
Erica let it pass, not understanding at all. "What were you doing when I came into the bathroom?" she asked.
"I told you, I was playing with myself," Rick answered. "What's that?"
Rick looked at his sister as if she were retarded. "You really don't know what that is?"
Erica shook her head, not taking her eyes of his cock. "Nope. Is it fun?"
"Yeah, it's fun. I wouldn't do it if it weren't," Rick answered.
"Can I play with myself?" Erica asked.
"I suppose you can. Want to try?"
"How do I do it?"
"I don't know how you'd do it. You don't have a cock. Maybe if you lie down on your bed and sort of touch yourself you can figure out how. That's how I started."
"Oh, okay." Erica stretched out on her bed, strangely conscious of her lack of clothes. The spread felt cool against her bare skin. She was doubly conscious of her nudity because Rick was watching her. Hesitantly she reached down and touched her naked cunt. The pressure of her fingers sent a strange feeling through her, a sort of hot feeling.
"Move over and I'll play with myself while you do yourself," Rick suggested.
Erica shifted over, and let him lie down beside her on the bed. She slipped her finger inside her slit, and was rewarded by a wild explosion of feeling ripping through her. She lay on her back, one leg straight, the other bent and thrown wide to open herself as wide as possible. She noticed Rick was staring at her hungrily as he fondled his cock. She shifted to give him the best possible view of her playing with herself.
Rick was pumping his hand up and down on his cock while he stared at Erica. As he watched, Erica slid her finger deep into her cunt and was rewarded with a wild surge of feeling that left her feeling limp and hot all at once. She pumped her finger in and out of her pussy, and felt better and better with every stroke. She began to pant as her muscles twisted in funny ways. Her hips had a wild urge to shift and move all by themselves, and she became aware of muscles down around her finger trying to contract. The whole feeling got better and better and better, until at last she shut her eyes and let it sweep over her, a marvelous tide of pleasure that swept her along like a wave.
She thought maybe the feeling would go on and on forever, but it didn't. It faded, leaving her feeling all limp and relaxed and nice, but disappointed. She opened her eyes.
Rick's eyes were closed now, and his hand was moving real fast up and down his cock, pumping it harder and harder. His face was shining with sweat. Erica was afraid something was wrong with him. Then he suddenly stopped pumping his cock and held onto it tight. She looked just as it began to spurt a thin, watery fluid tinged with white. It started slowly, then pumped and pumped and pumped. Thick drops of the stuff spouted out of the little slit at the tip of his cock and spattered down on the bed. For some reason, the sight stimulated a new rush of feelings deep inside her, feelings like the ones she had just had from playing with herself.
Rick's spurting slowly died to a trickle and then stopped completely. He opened his eyes and sighed.
"You got wet spots on my bed," Erica pointed out accusingly.
"Sorry," Rick apologized shortly.
"That's okay. I guess they'll dry. That was fun."
"Yeah," Rick agreed. He was studying her naked body again.
"Was that fucking?" Erica asked.
"Naw, of course not," Rick snorted. "You don't know anything, do you?"
"How come you know so much?" Erica asked.
" 'Cause I got books and stuff," Rick answered.
"Oh. Could I see them?"
Rick rolled off her bed and got to his feet. Erica noticed his cock was now limp. "Sure, come on."
Erica followed him through the bathroom where he paused to pick up the magazine.
"This is all a secret," he cautioned. "Don't ever tell anyone about this."
Erica felt a tremor of excitement. "I promise."
Rick pulled out the bottom drawer of his bureau and dug into it. He emerged with a stack of magazines and pictures. Erica followed him to his bed and sat down beside him. His body felt nice and warm against hers as she pressed up against him.
"What's this?" she asked, indicating one of the pictures.
"That's fucking," Rick explained. "See, when my cock gets all hard, I stick it in the girl. Then I pump it in and out real fast."
Erica looked at the close-up picture, fascinated. "Does it hurt?"
"Uh-uh," Rick said enthusiastically. "It feels great."
"How do you know, have you done it?" Erica asked.
"No," Rick admitted. "Not yet. But I know some guys who have."
"Does it hurt the girl?" Erica asked, her stomach feeling strangely tight.
Rick shrugged. "It does at first, the first time.
That's cause the girl's got a thing that has to be torn."
"That's the hymen," Erica announced unexpectedly. "Dr. Cannon told me about that the last time he looked at me. Only he said mine was already torn. He said it was from riding my bicycle, or something."
"Oh. Well, anyway, after that's torn it doesn't hurt any more. It feels real good."
Erica turned the page and came to a picture of a girl with her mouth around a huge cock. Erica didn't make any comment. The rest of the pictures were of naked women in various poses, some playing with themselves the way she had. Erica noticed that her brother's cock was getting hard and stiff again.
"You're getting big again," she pointed.
"Yeah."
"You really think I'm as pretty as them?" Erica asked, indicating the pictures.' "Uh-huh."
"I can lie like that, too," Erica stated, stretching out on her brother's bed. She got a wild, exciting feeling deep down inside as she did. She duplicated one of the poses, arms stretched out, one leg bent I and tipped to expose her pussy.
"Yeah," Rick sighed, staring at his sister hungrily.
"You're getting harder and harder," Erica noted with interest.
"Yeah." Rick fondled his hardening cock.
"Lemme do that," Erica suggested, reaching for his prick.
"Okay, but be careful," Rick cautioned, letting her wrap her small hand around his cock.
Erica gripped the staff carefully. It felt tremendously exciting, hard and hot, wildly alive. She pumped it the way she had seen him do it. "You could do me, too, you know."
Rick didn't answer, but reached for his sister's cunt and touched it reverently. When he pushed his finger into her, Erica thought she was going to die, it felt so good. Her nipples were tingling with excitement and her hips began to shift and move restlessly as he slid his finger in and out of her. He pushed his palm against her and a new sensation boiled up through her from the touch. She shoved his hips up against his hand while she pumped and pumped and pumped his cock.
Rick began to grunt and gasp as his his shifted and pushed, too. Erica pumped and pumped his cock, faster and faster, the way she had seen him do it, until her arm was all tired. She was about to stop when she felt his cock pulse in her hand. She looked at it and it began to spurt and spout again, and this time the hot fluid poured down over her hand. It felt scalding hot as it ran down over her fingers. Then it turned icy cold as it began to dry.
"Don't stop," she pleaded as he started to withdraw his finger from her pussy. That wonderful feeling was coming again, closer and closer and closer, until at last it burst over her. She closed her eyes and let it surge through her. Her muscles writhing and twisting, she savored the feeling for as long as she could, until it faded out, leaving her panting. Then she relaxed and reached down to take her brother's finger out of her. Then she tried to catch her breath.
"That was nice," she said at last, looking over at Rick, then rolling to her stomach and reaching for the stack of pictures and magazines. One magazine caught her eye and she leafed through it. It seemed to have a vague story line, sort of like a cartoon, only it was photographs. It showed a man and a woman, undressing each other, then getting on a bed together. They started by playing with each other, and finally wound up fucking. Erica found herself getting more and more excited as she looked at the pictures.
"Rick, let's fuck!"
"Huh?"
"Let's fuck," she repeated. "I want to fuck."
Rick looked as if he had just stumbled on a treasure chest full of jewels. Then he looked disappointedly down at his limp cock. "I can't, right now." Then he looked at Erica. "But I'll be able to in a few minutes, I hope."
Erica was bouncing with excitement. "Let's start the way they do," she suggested, indicating the couple in the pictures.
"You mean, get dressed?"
"Oh, no," Erica answered quickly. "Just start by kissing and stuff. I've never kissed a boy, not really."
Rick shrugged. "Okay."
They stretched out on the bed and kissed, hesitantly at first, then harder as they learned more about each other. When Rick started to slip his tongue into Erica's mouth, she felt a new surge of excitement, instead of the disgust she'd anticipated. She let him explore her mouth with his tongue, then pushed back and did the same to him. He tasted wildly exciting as she ran her tongue over his teeth and the roof of his mouth. His hands were on her naked back, reminding her, and him, of her lack of clothes. She wrapped her arms around him and stroked his smooth, hot skin, excited by the feel of it.
They moved closer together, and Erica's tiny nipples poked his chest. They burned at the touch, a wild sensation she hadn't expected. She scrubbed them back and forth against his chest, thrilling to the feeling it gave her. Then she pressed the whole length of her slender body against her brother, reveling in the feel of his naked skin against hers. She suddenly felt like Eve in the Garden of Eden. She pressed tighter and tighter against Rick, as if she were trying to get inside his skin. Shewanted to wrap herself around him like a blanket. As she clasped one of his thighs between hers, his leg pushed up into her crotch, and increased her excitement even more.
Something was growing against her lower belly, a hard mass that pushed at her impatiently. Breaking the kiss, she leaned away from her brother and looked down. His cock was swelling rapidly.
"It's getting big again," she said excitedly. "Yeah."
"We'll be able to fuck soon, won't we?"
"Yeah," Rick agreed heartily.
They returned to kissing, and Erica felt his wonderful cock growing up between them. It felt hotter than the rest of him. She pressed tightly against him, her senses swimming. Reaching down between them, she wrapped her fingers around his cock carefully and fondled it, knowing he liked it, knowing her touch would make it grow even faster.
"You can touch me, too," she ordered softly.
Rick slid his hand down and explored her pussy, again sending exciting waves of flame through her. She spread her thighs to give him lots of access to her, to let him send her higher and higher and higher with his touch. At the same time, she was very careful how she handled his cock. She didn't want him spurting his stuff all over her hand this time. She just tried to make him feel as good as she could.
"Oh, wow," Rick groaned, rolling his hips.
"Are you ready?" Erica asked tensely, her belly knotting with sudden fear at what she was about to do.
"Yeah, I think so."
Erica remembered how the couple in the pictures had been and rolled to her back. She spread her legs as wide as she could. "Stick it in me," she ordered, trying to keep her voice from trembling.
Rick rolled on top of her and settled his hips between her open thighs. His cock jabbed at her blindly, missing the mark completely.
"Wait a minute," she gasped, recoiling from his impatient thrusts. Awkwardly, she reached down between them and guided his cock to her cunt. Wriggling her hips, she wormed down to wedge the head of his cock into her a little way. "Okay."
Rick's first push sent an incredible jolt of pleasure ripping through her. She hung onto him for dear life. He pushed again, and she felt his cock slip into her a little bit farther. She tipped her hips somehow and gave him a better angle and he shoved it in a little deeper.
Erica was delirious with pleasure as he drove in deeper and deeper. His breath panting in her ear, he pumped his hips, driving his cock into her virginal cunt, stretching the channel wider and wider as he bored in her. It hurt a little bit, but the hurt felt wonderfully good, pricelessly right.
He was working his way deeper and deeper into her young body. Her hips were rocking and rolling in response to his drives. Her instincts took over and matched his drives with thrusts of her own. She began to feel more and more full, and more and more fulfilled. His cock felt big and hard and wonderful as he drove it into her. She was being split wide open by it, and it was fabulous.
Rick gave one last thrust, burying the full length of his cock in her cunt, and Erica let out a soft wail of total pleasure.
"You all right?" Rick asked, worried.
"I'm fine," Erica sighed, wrapping her arms around her brother. "How are you?"
"Wow," was all Rick could say.
"Oh, golly, does this feel wonderful," Erica sighed. "I feel all full of you. How does it feel to you?"
Rick gulped. "You feel real hot, and slippery." He drew out and thrust his cock back into her.
Erica thought she was going to die at the sensation this set off. "Do that again!"
Rick complied, sliding his cock out and then driving it back in with a steady, not too fast, powerful thrust.
"Oh, golly," Erica sighed.
Rick began to move steadily, pistoning his cock in and out of his sister. She reached around him and tried to help by guiding his ass. At the same time, she let her hips shift and push and twist and rock the way they seemed to want to.
She soared higher and higher and higher, closer and closer to her climax. It began to break over her, a tidal wave of pleasure infinitely more wonderful than any of her earlier comings. This was the real thing, triggered by a cock in her cunt.
Rick was panting and panting and panting, his hips moving faster and faster as he slammed his cock into her sister. Erica peaked and roared along, and felt her cunt pouring juices out around Rick's cock. She climaxed, her muscles knotting uncontrollably.
Rick slammed his cock into her and shoved, almost pushing his organ completely through her. And then she felt it jerk and twitch, felt something spray the inside of her guts, spout into her vagina and pour out around her brother's cock.
For a long time they hung on to each other as if they were being tossed in a stormy sea. The room was spinning around Erica, and the only steady thing was her brother, clasped in her arms and between her legs. As the room's spinning slowed, she became aware of his cock gradually shrinking inside her until it was barely nestled at the gates of her pussy. She let go of him and he rolled off her. His cock left a sticky trail across her thigh. He lay on his back, panting for breath.
"That was wonderful," Erica sighed at last.
"Yeah," Rick agreed.
"Let's do it again," Erica said eagerly.
"Can't," Rick groaned. "I'm too pooped."
"Not right now, silly. Other times," Erica explained.
"Sure. But we got to be careful."
"Why?"
Rick, shook his head. "Because I don't think Mom and Dad would like it. They'd say we're too young."
"Why? If it's so much fun, why wait?"
Rick shrugged. "It has something to do with getting pregnant."
"But I can't get pregnant yet. I'm too young," Erica pointed out. "The doctor told me so. But he said when I start to menstruate then I can get pregnant." She pronounced the difficult word very carefully. Her face fell. "But when I do start to menstruate, then we can't do it any more, can we?"
Rick shook his head. "Not unless we're careful. We could get you the pill, maybe."
"But we don't need to worry about that yet," Erica noted contentedly, ignoring the future in favor of the present. She rolled over and cuddled against her brother, reaching over to fondle his limp cock tenderly. She was feeling all warm and wonderful.
"I'm pooped," Rick repeated.
"Are you really?" Erica asked, looking at his cock as she fondled it. It was responding, but not very vigorously.
"I'm afraid so," Rick sighed, pushing her hand away and getting to his feet. "Besides, Mom and Dad'Il be home soon."
Erica bit her lip in disappointment. She felt as if a new toy had just been snatched away from her. She got to her feet. "Maybe we can do it tomorrow?" she said hopefully.
"Maybe," Rick agreed as he made his way through the bathroom to her bedroom and his clothes.
Erica followed and began to get dressed. "Or maybe you could sneak into my room tonight," she added.
"Maybe," Rick agreed again. "But right now, I'm hungry. Let's go see if there's anything to eat." tarn
8
The end of Erica's story was greeted by a long silence.
"Wow," Julie finally said softly, her voice shaking. "That's some story."
"It's the truth," Rick assured her. "That's the way it happened."
"And you've been doing it ever since," Jerry put in.
"Ever since," Erica affirmed. "You ever play with yourself?" Julie asked her brother.
Jerry looked embarrassed. "Uh, yeah, sometimes."
"I never played with myself before," Julie said unhappily. She spread her legs and began provocatively stroking her cunt.
Jerry looked at his sister. "Well, don't start now, we've lost enough time as it is."
"It's not my fault we didn't fuck before," Julie protested.
"I know it. I'm just pissed we didn't."
Julie stopped petting her pussy and turned to her brother, centering her attention on his stiff cock. She wrapped her hand around it and petted its head with her thumbs. "We can try to make up for lost time now," she pointed out.
Jerry fastened his hands on his sister's large, firm boobs, and began massaging them. "Yeah," he agreed, his voice shaking.
Erica turned to Rick and looked at him fondly. "We don't have to make up for lost time, do we?"
Rick nodded. "But that doesn't mean we can't get a little ahead of the game," he pointed out.
"I want to try something different," Erica announced. "What?"
Erica had remembered the picture of a woman sucking a man's cock. Her mouth felt very dry all of a sudden. "This," she said softly, bowing her head and staring at his cock hungrily as she took it in her hands.
It looked delicious, Erica decided. Its white shaft gleamed softly in the sun. The pink head looked like a candied apple, but without the shininess. She licked her lips tensely and lowered her head toward his cock. Her throat was tightening up.
The first touch of her tongue to the head of her brother's cock made the shaft jump in her fingers. Holding it carefully, feeling a little surer of herself as she went on, Erica licked it again and felt it respond sharply. It tasted good! She began to stroke it sensuously with her tongue, licking it as if it were an ice-cream cone. It felt wildly hot, instead of ice cold. Rick grunted softly, deep in his throat, every time Erica stroked her tongue up and over the tip of his cock.
Out of the corner of her eye, Erica could see Julie and Jerry. Julie was positioning herself over her brother's cock, preparing to lower herself on his powerful staff. Jerry was lying on his back, his hand linked casually behind his head for a cushion. He seemed prepared to let his sister do all the work this time. And Julie didn't seem to mind in the least. She dropped herself down on his cock, jamming it halfway into her with the first thrust. Jerry's face twisted wildly when it happened, and Julie whimpered.
Erica pursed her lips and kissed the tip of her brother's cock, stroking the underside with her tongue as she did so. The touch of his penis against her lips seemed almost searing, it was so hot and exciting. Opening her mouth she took a little of it in, then pulled her head back, sliding her mouth off it, but keeping her lips and tongue in contact with it as long as she could. She felt it pulsing in her fingers.
Meanwhile, Julie was dropping a little faster down on her brother's cock and squirming her hips around.
Erica altered her attack on Rick's cock. Instead of taking it into her mouth, she began licking its underside, tipping her head sideways, working her way down from the tip toward the base. Rick was groaning softly and shifting his hips restlessly.
Arriving at the bottom of Rick's cock, Erica paused for a second. Then she slipped one hand under his balls and drew them out from between his thighs. Holding them tenderly, she began licking the wrinkled sac. Then she opened her mouth and sucked them in. She held them there, treasuring them, sucking on them very, very gently. Round and warm, they filled her mouth. Her throat tightened with excitement as she caressed them with her tongue.
"Mmmm," she hummed contentedly.
"Wow," Rick gasped.
"Mmmmm?" Erica hummed, not taking his balls out of her mouth.
"That's wild, do that again," Rick murmured.
"MMMMMmmm," Erica hummed happily.
"Oh, wow!" Rick moaned. "That's too much!"
Erica was fighting a case of giggles suddenly and had to let go of her brother's testicles before she inadvertently bit them. "You liked that, huh?"
"And how," Rick sighed.
Erica, her cheek on his thigh, was staring up at her brother. His cock seemed to tower over her. She fondled his wet balls gently, then moved her hand farther back. She slid her fingers along until she felt something different. She probed gently with one finger and Rick jerked.
"What's that?" she asked innocently.
"My asshole."
Erica touched it and Rick jumped again. "Does that feel good?" she asked.
"Does it ever," Rick sighed. "But don't you mind doing that?"
Erica was feeling wildly sexy, earthy and uninhibited. "Nope." She pressed her fingertip to her brother's asshole, pleased with the wild response she got. Rick jerked and twitched wildly at each touch. She pried her finger into the tight ring, and felt the muscle twitch around the tip of her finger as she invaded his body.
"I wonder if I'd like that?" she mused. She thought about it, and her belly tightened. She wriggled her finger in Rick's asshole and felt him shudder and twitch again. By lifting his balls she could see the tip of her finger buried in the tight little hole. The sight made her boil with excitement.
Then his cock caught her attention and she lifted her head. Keeping her finger set in the socket of his ass, Erica came up over his cock, holding it in her other hand as she moved her mouth toward it. Pursing her lips, she lowered her mouth to the powerful shaft. She slid her lips over it, letting it wedge her mouth open as she lowered her head. His cock drove further and further and further into her mouth as she brought her head down. She was pressing her tongue against its underside, scrubbing her tongue along it as she worked her head downward. The end rammed into the back of her mouth and she fought the urge to gag.
Rick was panting softly. She wriggled her finger in his ass and he heaved, driving his cock into the back of her mouth again.
Erica's guts were seething with insane lust and desire as she huddled over her brother's organs, his balls in the palm of her hand, her finger in his ass, his cock in her mouth. Looking up, she slid her mouth back along the length of his cock. Then she pushed her head back down, slowly.
This time she was braced for the impact of the head of his penis. She again fought the urge to gag and forced her head down a tiny bit further. Tears stinging her eyes, she wriggled her finger in his ass and he jumped again, jamming another fraction of an inch of his cock into her mouth before she could dodge.
She withdrew again, gulping down the waves of saliva now flooding her mouth. Trickles of her spit were trailing down Rick's cock and her chin as she lifted her head until she had just the tip of his cock between her lips. She set her teeth in the groove beneath the head and Rick gasped.
"Careful," he cautioned.
Erica had a sudden, wild feeling of power over him. She pressed down with her teeth the tiniest bit. She could bite the head of his cock off before she could do a thing to protect himself. The knowledge that she had this fantastic power made her belly tighten with excitement. Then she eased off and shielded her teeth with her lips.
She slid her head down on him again, keeping her teeth away from his shaft now that she knew he didn't like it. She drove down faster and harder this time, and the head of his cock slammed into the back of her mouth. She had less trouble with gagging this time, and absorbed the shock easily. When she wriggled her finger in Rick's ass, his hips surged up again. She tipped her head, taking his cock into her throat this time. She started to choke on it, but refused to yield to the urge.
Still handling his balls in the palm of her hand, still pushing her finger up his ass, Erica drew back and then drove her head down on his cock again. She rammed it down her throat, tipping her head to take it as if she were a sword swallower. Its hot bulk stuffed her mouth, making it hard to breathe. Her chin felt wet and sticky. She wriggled her finger deeper into Rick's ass. He groaned in response.
Fighting back tears from her excitement and effort, Erica drew her head back and then pushed it down again, and again. She began to pump her mouth up and down on Rick's cock as if he were fucking her. She scrubbed the bottom of his cock with her tongue, keeping a steady pressure on his penis. She sucked on him, her cheeks caving in with the effort.
The first clue she had that she was nearing her goal was a subtle tightening of Rick's asshole around her invading finger. The ring of muscle twitched excitingly. She felt his balls tensing up, drawing up nearer his body, sliding along the palm of her hand. Her throat tightened. Something was about to happen, and she knew exactly what it was.
She went right on bobbing her head, panting with the effort, her breath whistling through her nose. She was jamming his cock far down her throat now, gulping after every drive. She was bruising her throat with his hard tool each time she rammed down on it.
His balls tensed some more, and his hips began to writhe under her. He knotted his fingers in her hair, and ruthlessly guided her moves. She accepted his domination, let him set the pace, let him hammer her head down on him. His balls pumped, pulsed, and she felt his first shot of come rip down the channel in his cock, shaking his organ with its passage.
Rick drove her down on his cock as if he were trying to pound his cock completely through her.
The first steaming shot to come sprayed into Erica's throat, searing her with its heat. She swallowed desperately, convulsing her throat around the head of his cock, which increased the power of his next shot. Then they were coming too fast for her to count, ramming out of him and into her gulping throat. She tried frantically to swallow the powerful, copious shots of semen he poured into her. Her own saliva, stimulated by his come and his cock, added to the flood in her mouth.
Erica's stomach heaved, and her cunt spasmed in a wild, unexpected climax. She was melting in a fire of pleasure as she absorbed her brother's come. She hung onto him desperately, digging her finger into his asshole as her muscles knotted and locked with her own coming.
It seemed to go on forever, his shots of semen into her mouth and her own orgasm. Then Erica felt the world begin to swim around her and realized she had better breathe or she was going to suffocate on Rick's cock. With a whimper of pain and pleasure, she lifted her head from his cock and drew a huge gasp of air into her lungs.
After sucking the last lingering drops of come out of Rick's prick, Erica lifted her head off him. Then she licked the spillover off her lips and swallowed it, savoring its wild flavor. Drawing her hand away, she felt Rick's asshole close after her finger, sealing the tight little opening behind her.
Exhausted, she collapsed with her head on Rick's lap. His cock was a hot, softening lump under her cheek, and his pubic hair tickled her face as he caressed her tenderly.
Erica suddenly realized her cousins had halted their own actions in order to watch her going down on her brother. "Try it, you'll like it!" Erica urged.
"Maybe some other time," Julie giggled. "I'm busy right now."
Erica looked at Julie as she sat on Jerry, his cock sheathed in her cunt. "What are you doing?"
"I'm exercising my muscles," Julie giggled.
"Man, does it feel wild!" Jerry gasped.
Julie suddenly slumped. "But I'm getting tired."
The lushly built girl lifted off her brother, and Erica had a.close-up view of his marvelous cock, glistening with Julie's juices, as it slide into view. The pink folds of Julie's cunt, gleaming wetly, hugged the contours of the big shaft.
Julie slid back down on the big pole, and a soft wave of juices preceded her slow descent, and trickled into Jerry's curling black pubic hair.
Erica snuggled her cheek against Rick's limp cock and settled down to watch.
Julie lifted off Jerry again, sliding his cock smoothly out of her juicy pussy. Her soft folds tried to follow him, stretching slightly as she lifted up. Then she let herself back down on him, and her tissues reversed direction and pushed inward.
Setting a steady, even, exciting pace, Julie lifted and dropped. Her breasts bobbed with every move she made. Jerry's cock slid smoothly in and out of her like the piston of a well-oiled machine. Every thrust brought a new wave of juices from Julie's cunt. They streamed into Jerry's pubic hair.
Erica felt warm and mildly excited as she watched her cousins making it, inches away from her.
Julie began to increase the pace, began to slowly pick up speed. Her muscles flexing, she lifted off faster, and let gravity pull her back more quickly. Every downward drive was accompanied by a soft squish as juices were pumped out of her cunt. Every move was a sticky, squishing noise.
Julie's boobs bounced when she hit bottom. Her ass dropping onto Jerry's body made a soft smacking sound. Julie moved faster and faster, dropped down harder and harder. Jerry was holding her waist, guiding her.
Julie's hips took on a forward-and-back motion all their own, and her pelvis rocked with every move. She was panting now. Her eyes were closed, her face beaded with sweat. The flow of liquid from her pussy increased with every stroke of her body.
As she watched Julie and Jerry driving toward their climax, Erica reached down and worked a finger into her own excited cunt. In spite of her recent activities, Erica was getting hotter and hotter from watching the other couple. She worked her finger deep into her own cunt, and then had an idea. Twisting her hand awkwardly, she managed to reach her own asshole. She wormed her finger into her rectum, and felt herself melting into a pool of fire. As she screwed her finger deeper and deeper into her ass, Erica knew this avenue of attack would have to be followed up.
But right now, Julie was slamming down on her brother as if there were no tomorrow. Their bodies slapped together with a wild wet sound from all the juices between them. Julie's tits bounced wildly with each impact of her body against Jerry's. Her hips squirming wildly, almost uncontrollably, she was coming. Her tissues flamed red, and a wild blush spread up from her cunt to cover her belly and chest, turning her white body a burning scarlet.
Jerry hammered his hips up against Julie as he slammed her down on him. He held her tight against him with his hands, his muscles knotting as he battled her instinctive grindings. His balls were tight against the base of his cock, pumping and pulsing. Welded together by their mutual passion, Julie and Jerry held the pose, their muscles straining visibly. Then a drop of white oozed out of Julie's cunt. It swelled rapidly to a flood as Jerry poured his load into his sister's already well-filled vagina.
The flood of come was easing gradually when Julie collapsed on top of her brother. Her breasts mashed flat against his chest as she fell forward, panting with exhaustion. Eyes closed, she fought for breath while her brother slowly and tenderly stroked her bare back from her shoulders to her ass.
Erica was knotted with her own self-created climax. Her asshole was spasming around one finger, her cunt around another. The fire slowly died, leaving her limp and satisfied. She was aware of Rick's cock under her cheek, but ignored it, knowing he was done for a while. She wriggled her cheek against him, enjoying the feel of his soft organ rolling against her face. It coated her cheek with her spit and his come.
"Oh, wow," Julie groaned, lifting her head, then letting it fall back.
"I can't breathe," Jerry gasped.
"Sorry," Julie apologized. She struggled off him and got shakily to her feet. "I need a swim," she announced. Taking a few steps to the edge of the pool, she let herself fall into the water. Spray rose high in the air.
Erica purred softly, feeling warm and content.
"Let's take a swim," Rick suggested, running his fingers through her hair.
"I'm pooped," she announced to his navel.
"So am I," Rick answered. "But I want to get the come off."
Groaning, Erica managed to get to a sitting position and let him up. Knowing she didn't have the strength to stand, she crawled to the edge of the pool and fell limply into the water.
The cool liquid coursing past her naked skin rejuvenated her. Floating bonelessly, she let the water wash away her weariness, sweat, and come. It buoyed her up, let her relax more completely than she ever did in her own bed. She wondered if this was what a water bed would be like.
"Boy, did you see that last session of ours?" Julie chirped, breaking Erica's tranquil mood.
Erica let her feet sink to the bottom and discovered she was in water up to her neck. Using her toes to anchor herself, she was grateful the water was holding her up. "You look like you had a pretty good time."
"You bet I did!" Julie crowed. "How did Jerry like it?"
Julie shrugged. "Who cares, so long as I had a good time?"
Erica shook her head. "Uh-uh, wrong attitude."
"Huh?" Julie looked puzzled.
"Would you take some advice from someone with a little more experience?" Erica asked her young cousin.
"Of course."
"Ask not what you can do for yourself, but rather, what you can do for others," Erica said. "What do you mean?"
After ducking under to let water stream over her face and through her hair, Erica continued, "What I'm trying to say is, that you should care how good a time Jerry had."
"He can take care of himself," Julie noted lightly.
"That's right," Erica agreed. "And, if you don't pay attention to him and what he likes, he'll start doing just that. And it won't include you."
"Huh?"
"The best way to keep yourself satisfied is to make sure you're satisfying your partner," Erica informed her cousin bluntly. "If you both try to make each other happy, you'll please yourselves even more."
"Oh." Julie seemed doubtful.
"Take me and Rick, for example," Erica went on. "You saw what I did with him, didn't you?"
"Sure. Looked wild. But I don't know about swallowing his stuff like that," Julie replied.
"Neither did I," Erica admitted. "But the thought didn't actually sicken me, so I decided to give it a try."
"How was it?" Julie asked.
"Not bad, not bad at all," Erica answered. "In fact, I kind of enjoyed it. I guess maybe the thought of what I was swallowing added to the excitement of it. And I knew Rick would like it if I did it all the way, instead of stopping." Erica remembered what she'd done and shivered. "And the funny thing was, when I was taking his come, I had the wildest climax of my own."
"Really?"
"Honest," Erica assured the younger girl as she began to tread water. "It wasn't any worse than when I ate you. In fact, it was better."
"Jerry ate you out, didn't he?"
"Yeah," Erica answered. "It was great. And he came, too."
"Did he?" Julie asked, startled.
"Uh-huh. He was rubbing his cock against the side of the pool."
"I'll be damned," Julie swore. Then she looked thoughtful. "Uh, Erica, you were kind of jealous about Rick and me, weren't you?"
Erica nodded. "Yeah, I was," she admitted reluctantly.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take him away from you like that."
Erica shrugged. "I'm sorry I was jealous. It was stupid. I was kind of upset that you and Jerry were coming, too. I mean, when Mom and Dad said you'd be here for the whole summer. I was afraid Rick and I wouldn't be able to mess around while you were here."
"You and Rick make it pretty often, don't you?"
"Yeah," Erica sighed contentedly. "Just about every night."
"Boy, I sure hope Jerry and me can do that," Julie sighed. "Uh, getting back to Rick. Would you still be jealous if he and I made it some more while I'm here?"
Erica thought for a moment. "I guess not. I mean, I don't think so. It seems kind of stupid to get upset about it now."
"You can have Jerry, if you want," Julie offered generously. "He's go an awful big cock."
"He does have that," Erica agreed heartily.
"Besides," Julie went on, "if you have Jerry and I have Rick, then when we leave, you can go back to the way you were. I mean, you can have Rick any time, really."
"Okay, okay," Erica agreed with a chuckle. Then she had a wild idea. "Come to think of it, I'd kind of like to have Rick and Jerry at the same time."
"Huh? How could you do that?" Julie asked, puzzled.
Erica shrugged. "I could suck one and fuck the other."
"What a great idea!" Julie gasped. "I'd like to try that."
"Try what?" Jerry asked, swimming toward them.
"Taking on you and Rick at the same time," Julie explained.
"Sounds wild," Rick agreed, joining the group. "And while you're at it, stick your finger up his ass."
"Huh?" Jerry and Julie chorused.
"Erica did it to me while she was sucking me off and I thought I was going to cream right then and there when she stuck it in," Rick explained.
"Really?" Julie looked at Erica in astonishment.
Erica blushed. "Well, I just sort of did it by accident, and he liked it."
"I'll be damned," Jerry muttered.
"SSSSssshh!" Rick cautioned suddenly, holding up his hand.
"The front door!" Erica whispered desperately. "Oh, my God," Jerry gulped, looking around at the others.
"They catch us like this, it's all over, fans," Rick whispered.
"What'll we do?" Julie wailed.
Rick struck out for the side of the pool. "Everyone into the dressing room while I gather up our suits."
There was a wild scramble for the side of the pool. Julie and Jerry sailed up out of the water and dashed for the bathhouse. Erica noticed the wet tracks leading straight to the door and thought quickly. With expansive sweeps of her arms she washed water over the deck. It sloshed clear over to the dressing-room door. Then she hauled herself out of the pool and made her own way to cover. Rick sailed in behind her and pulled the door shut.
Erica found herself surrounded by a cluster of warm, wet bodies. The four of them bumped and squirmed against each other in the cramped quarters.
"Sshhh," Rick said, shushing the titters, giggles, and gasps.
Squeezing her lips shut to stifle her fit of giggles, Erica listened carefully. She heard the back door of the house open and then the voices of her parents.
"I wonder where the kids are?" Martha asked.
"Must have just gotten out of the pool," Paul Hamilton observed. "Judging by the flood they left behind."
"I'll bet they went off to the park or something," Martha decided.
"Didn't they have a beach party or something tonight?" Erica's father asked.
"That's right. They've probably left already," Martha answered. "That water sure does look inviting."
"Let's take a dip."
"My suit's upstairs," Martha complained. "And it needs a new zipper anyway." "So, who needs a suit?" There was a short silence.
"You know, I guess you're right," Martha agreed, giggling.
In the packed dressing room, the four youngsters looked at each other wonderingly. Then there was a concerted rush to find the best peepholes.
9
Erica found herself at the bottom of a totem pole of heads, her eye pressed to a crack between the door and the frame. By pushing out on the bottom of the door, she could spread the crack wide enough to have a reasonably good view of the pool and the deck. Somebody was leaning on top of her, and from the hardness of the body pressing against her, it was either Jerry or Rick. The tiny dressing room was filled with the smell of warm bodies and the sound of breathing.
"I hope you're sure about that beach party," Martha Hamilton said nervously.
"Sure as can be," Paul answered.
"That's tomorrow, dummy," Rick whispered disgustedly.
"It's been quite a while since we went skinny dipping," Martha pointed out. "Too long."
Erica thought she was going to scream. Her mother was standing only a few feet away, her back to the dressing room. She was undressing as easily, and as carefully, as if she were in her own bedroom. After taking off her blouse, she paused and folded it carefully before draping it over one of the lounge chairs. The strap of her bra dented the flesh of her back slightly. Her shoulder blades moved easily as she reached to unfasten her skirt. She slid it down over her lush, womanly hips and stepped out of it. This too she folded carefully before hanging it next to her blouse.
Erica looked over to her father and gulped. He was already down to his undershirt and shorts. He was watching his wife speculatively.
"You're as beautiful as ever," he observed admiringly.
"Flattery will get you nowhere, but keep talking, I love it," Martha replied, chuckling happily.
Paul stripped his undershirt up and off, and tossed it aside casually. Erica licked her lips. The hair on his chest narrowed to a line down the center of his belly. The line pointed straight past his navel and dived under the waistband of his shorts. His wiry muscles flexed sexily as he reached for his last covering. He stripped his shorts down and off, and Erica gulped. Her pulse skipped a beat. The line of hair broadened out to a thick curling bush of brown hair. Her father's cock sprouted from the bush. Even though it was still limp, it was a powerful-looking tool.
"You're not bad-looking yourself," Martha said to her husband. She was stripping her bra down her arms. Her back was still to the dressing room. When she turned to hang the bra with the rest of her clothes, the swell of her breasts became visible. Erica heard the person on top of her gulp loudly.
Martha stripped her panties down, quickly and casually, and added them to the clothes on the lounge. "Let's get into the water, before we get into trouble," she said. She walked to the edge of the pool, her bare feet padding on the deck. Her ass shifted gracefully with each step.
"I'd love to get in trouble with you," Paul joked. He went over to the low diving board and stepped up on it. Walking out to the end, he bounced up and down, and Erica thought she was going to die. She couldn't tear her eyes off her father's cock as it flopped and flailed with every bounce. Erica was burning up inside. The flicker of desire she had always felt for her father was swelling to a huge conflagration. Bracing herself against the doorframe, she tried to keep from shaking.
Paul hit the board one last time and sailed into the air over the center of the pool. Performing the major portion of a front flip, he entered the water with such a huge splash that his naked body was blotted out entirely. Erica heaved a trembling sigh of relief.
Martha was still standing at the edge of the pool. When her husband's head appeared above the surface, she posed, standing very straight, back arched slightly, hands on her hips, shoulders back.
"Beautiful," Paul sighed, his eyes shining.
"I'll bet you say that to all the girls," Martha giggled.
"Only the naked ones," Paul answered.
"Lecher," Martha snorted. She dove gracefully into the water and glided to him. He helped her to her feet.
"We should get dressed," Jerry whispered from above Erica.
"Yeah," Rick agreed.
Erica didn't pay any attention to them at all, and kept her eye pasted to the crack. She did notice that none of the others in the cramped dressing room moved either.
Out in the pool, her mother and father were drifting lazily. Martha rolled to her back, and gave the hidden watchers their first good view of her breasts. They were large mounds, larger than Julie's, but without the youthful firmness of younger girl's. As Martha floated lazily on her back, the soft mounds bobbed gently on the surface. Her nipples were large and dark, peaked and pointing skyward. A stroke of her arms brought her hips to the surface, exposing some of her lush red bush. It sparkled with drops of water. Someone above Erica was wheezing loudly.
Erica turned her attention to her father. He was swimming the length of the pool on his back, kicking lazily. With every stroke of his legs, his cock shifted from one thigh to the other. The muscles in his arms and chest worked easily as he reached for the side of the pool. When he touched, rolled to his stomach and pushed off, Erica felt a twinge of regret at losing sight of his cock.
With just his eyes and the top of his head above water, Paul Hamilton glided silently up behind his wife as she floated motionless on the surface, her eyes closed. Without a sound, he stopped, let his feet sink, and reached around her. His hands came down on her breasts as he nuzzled the side of her neck.
Martha Hamilton reacted with a brief, wild explosion of arms and legs. "Oh, Paul!"
"No, it's Jack the Ripper," he growled.
"You're going to get us both in trouble," Martha insisted in a shaking voice. She was holding onto his wrists, trying to pry his hands off her breasts. But she wasn't trying very hard.
"Of course I am," Paul agreed, nibbling the side of her neck.
They had turned, so that Erica's mother was facing the dressing room. Erica watched as her father played with her mother's full breasts, making the large nipples get harder and more prominent every second.
"Oh, Paul," Martha sighed, her voice shaking. She leaned back against him, and covered his hand with hers, pushing them down hard on her breasts.
Paul continued to nibble the side of his wife's neck, then slid his lips up to her ear where he nibbled some more before he stuck his tongue into it. Martha writhed at the touch of his tongue inside her ear, and her face suddenly twisted with passion. One of Paul's hands slid down from her breasts and dipped below the surface of the water. Seconds later, Martha writhed again, and moaned softly.
"Let's get out of the pool," she suggested finally, pulling away from her husband.
Wordlessly, the two made their way to the steps and climbed out. Erica thought she was going to faint. Her father's cock was now a towering hard shaft. Her heart pounded with excitement.
Martha picked up a towel and dried her face and hair. Paul stepped up close behind her, took the towel out of her hands, and tossed it away. Reaching around under her arms, he cupped her breasts. He was nuzzling the side of her neck as she reached back to grip his head. Her back was arched, her stomach flat. Her thighs were spread slightly, her cunt shielded by her thick red bush.
Paul was massaging her breasts firmly, kneading the soft, exciting masses, then torturing the nipples specifically, pinching and rolling them between his fingers. Martha's eyes were closed. She was savoring the marvelous feelings her husband was giving her.
Paul released one breast to slide his hand down over his wife's stomach. Erica gulped as his fingers combed into her mother's red pubic hair. Martha pushed her hips forward, opening her thighs even more as Paul's fingers slid into her cunt. One finger went out of sight, and Martha twisted. She let her hips writhe and shift restlessly.
Erica's own excitement was blazing through her as she watched her parents' foreplay. Martha reached down and behind her and wrapped her hand around the cock that was pushing against her back. Then, without letting go, and without dislodging Paul's finger from her pussy, she turned to face him. They settled slowly to the deck, their hands still petting and stimulating each other.
"My God, they're going to do it!" Rick exclaimed.
"Of course they are," Jerry snorted.
"Never thought of them doing it!" Rick whispered.
"Neither did I," Erica admitted, not taking her eyes off her parents.
Paul was working his middle finger in and out of his wife's cunt, while she was massaging and pumping his cock. Erica wished she were the one massaging that cock, the one taking that finger into her cunt. Impatiently, she reached down and began to pet herself as she watched.
"Paul, you're a beast," Martha murmured softly. Her lush thighs were spread wide and give him plenty of access to her.
"And you're delicious," Paul answered. He lowered his lips to her breasts, sucking first one nipple and then the other, until they were both stiff and gleaming with his saliva.
The touch of her husband's lips made Martha gasp for breath. Her hips were rolling and shifting restlessly as he finger-fucked her slowly and carefully. Her knees were bent, her legs spread wide, giving the watchers in the dressing room a perfect view of her cunt, even its pink inner tissues.
Martha milked his cock, and a shining drop bulged out from the slit at its tip to gleam like a gem in the sun. She smeared the drop over the curving head of his organ, making the whole thing shine.
"I think you're ready," she sighed, eyeing his penis hungrily.
"So are you," Paul replied, withdrawing his dripping finger from her.
They rolled to their sides, Martha lifting one leg and putting it over his hip. She reached down and guided his cock to her juicy pussy, then wrapped her arms around him.
Paul pumped his cock into Erica's mother with skillful, easy strokes of his lithe hips, driving it up out of sight into her. Erica worked her own finger into her pussy, wishing desperately that it was her father's cock.
Paul was sliding his cock in and out of Martha easily, and Martha was welcoming his drives with shifting of her own, working her hips against his.
"Oh, God, you're good," Martha sighed, stroking his back. "Oh, God, I love you in me like this. Fuck me, oh, God, fuck me!"
Paul chuckled. "I'm going to fuck you until you come like a wildcat!"
"Oh, God, yes, fuck me and fuck me and fuck me!" Martha chanted in time with her husband's thrusts.
"You're so hot and slick and good," Paul sighed. "It's like my cock was in a blast furnace. You're as hot as an oven!"
"And you're big and hard," Martha answered. "You're like a red-hot poker filling me up. I'm burning up from your cock in my guts. Oh, God, fuck me!"
"I'm going to fuck you and fuck you and fuck you," Paul chanted, driving his cock into her rhythmically. He slid his hand down and gripped her ass, squeezing one buttock hard, hauling her in tight against him.
"Oh, God, yes, that's right," Martha sighed. "My ass, grab my ass!"
Erica thought she was going to die, and pumped her hand even harder in her cunt.
"Do my ass," Martha urged, reaching for Paul's hand. She pushed his fingers between her buttocks.
"What're they doing?" Julie asked.
"Watch," Jerry told her. "Just watch."
Paul worked his fingers in between his wife's buttocks, spreading them open until he found the wrinkled little bud of her asshole. Then he drilled his finger into the tight ring of muscle.
Martha spasmed wildly. "Oh, God, yes, up my ass, that's what I want!"
Paul was still fucking her, driving his cock into her pussy with steady, powerful thrusts. Now he was driving his finger deep into her ass at the same time. As he worked his finger deeper and deeper into her, he fucked and fucked and fucked her, sliding his long cock in and out of her creaming cunt. Boring his finger into her asshole, he dragged her hips tight against his, and rammed his cock into her vagina.
"Oh, hard, do me hard!" Martha urged hoarsely, her own hand reaching for her husband's ass.
The sound of bodies slapping together rang out around the pool as they drove against each other. The pace quickened, until it was a violent, brutal hammering. Paul was pumping his finger in his wife's ass, squirming it around in the tight opening while he slammed his cock into her cunt.
"I'm coming," Martha panted. "Jeezus, I'm coming!" Her body knotted violently and she stopped breathing. Her asshole was pulsing around her husband's finger, and a wave of juices poured out of her pussy. Clinging to him for dear life, she milked her climax for every drop of pleasure, until her muscles finally relaxed.
"I'm not done yet," Paul said as he resumed his pumping.
"You sure aren't," Martha said admiringly. "Oh, God that feels good. Don't stop. Don't ever stop!"
"Not if I can help it," Paul said confidently.
As she had watched, Erica had come right along with her mother. Now she was hanging onto the doorframe, bruising her forehead against the wood as she watched, and feeling in her mind the steady, smooth drives of her father's cock.
Paul kept fucking and fucking and fucking his wife, until she was being driven insane by his steady drives. She was holding onto him, trying to maintain her sanity in a world made insane by pleasure. She was soaring along on a plateau of pleasure that was hardly lower than her earlier climax. Her forehead wrinkled with passion, she had her teeth set in his shoulder and she clung to him.
"How long's he going to go on?" Jerry asked wonderingly.
"I don't know," Rick answered. His admiration was obvious.
"How can she take it?" Julie wondered. "I'd be insane by now."
"I'd love to take it!" Erica sighed. "Oh, how I'd love to take it!"
"But he's your father," Julie pointed out.
"Is that any worse than my brother?" Erica demanded.
"I guess not," Julie answered after thinking it over.
"Man, I bet I could learn some things about fucking from Mom," Rick muttered.
"You suppose our parents ever do anything like this?" Jerry asked his sister.
"Are you kidding?" Julie retorted. "They're such drags."
Erica smiled at Julie's sudden sophistication.
Out on the pool deck, Paul's pace was quickening. He was driving his cock into Martha faster and faster, but keeping the same, steady, even motion. When he drew back, he would nearly pull completely out of her. And when he drove inward, he didn't stop until every inch of his cock was buried in his wife's cunt. His eyes were closed now, his face a study in concentration. He was still working his finger in her asshole. His middle digit was completely buried in her rectum.
"I'm coming," he muttered, driving into Martha even harder and faster. "I'm coming, coming, coming," he chanted with every drive. "I'm coming," he said, jolting his cock into his wife hard. He froze, his muscles knotting, his buttocks twitching as he pumped his load of come deep into his wife's hungry cunt. And Martha was coming again, hanging onto him, her muscles knotting as she savored his climax along with her own. A pearly trickle broke from her pussy, streaming down to her already drenched thigh.
Then, as if they had rehearsed it, they both relaxed by gradual steps until they lay limply in each other's arms. Paul pulled his finger out of Martha's ass and the opening closed up tight. He held his wife tenderly for a long time, whispering something in her ear, but too softly for Erica to hear him. She was feeling limp and exhausted herself.
"What time is it?" Martha asked at last.
Paul craned his head to look at the clock over the door of the house. "Seven o'clock."
"What time does the sun set?"
"Late," Paul assured her. "Why?"
"Because, I want to stay out here until it's dark," she told him.
"Oh, great," Rick muttered. "And we're stuck in this miserable dressing room."
"I'm hungry," Julie complained.
"Tough shit," Jerry muttered. "Isn't there a back way out of this joint?"
"Nope," Rick answered. "We're stuck."
"Maybe they'll go to the bathroom," Julie said hopefully.
Erica ignored the conversation, and kept her eyes pressed to the crack. The only thing important to her now was her father. He got to his feet, then helped his wife up. His cock was limp again, a flaccid rod drooping down over his balls. Erica wanted that organ, wanted to see it hard again, wanted to have it buried deep in her hot cunt. And she knew it was impossible. She fought back her tears of frustration.
"You got any ideas, Erica?" Rick asked his sister.
"Huh? Oh, no." She went back to her frustrating vigil.
"What are they doing now?" Julie asked.
"Swimming," Erica answered.
"Shit," Jerry groaned. "And I'm horny, too."
"No reason something can't be done about that," Julie giggled.
"Oh, yeah? There isn't room to turn around in here, let alone fuck," Jerry told her.
"Oh, I imagine we can find a way," Julie giggled. There were some soft stirrings, then a wet, sticky sound.
"You okay, Sis?" Rick asked Erica, leaning over her.
"Yeah," she answered, still watching her father hungrily. "What're Jerry and Julie doing?"
"She's giving him a blow job." Rick put his eye to the crack. "Looks like they're going to be there all night. We might as well enjoy ourselves." He slid his hands around Erica and found her breasts and began cupping and pressing them.
Erica was surprised at the surge of excitement his touch caused, but didn't take her eye from the crack. Watching her father swim around the pool nude, his cock bobbing on the surface from time to time, she let her brother pet and feel her up until she was seething with desire. Reaching back, she found Rick's hard as steel cock, and stroked and petted it.
Martha and Paul drifted aimlessly around the pool, and then came together again. Paul began to pet and explore Martha's body, sliding his hands over her breasts and down to her stomach as she floated on her back, her eyes closed. He slid his hands down over her thighs, and Martha smiled. When he slid one hand along her stomach to her cunt, she spread her legs, kicking her feet very gently to keep her hips afloat. He pressed his fingers into her pussy.
"Looks like they're going to do it again," Rick observed. He was hovering over his sister, his eyes to the crack, while his hands were busy on her body, petting her breasts and cunt both as they squatted there.
"Yeah, I think so," Erica agreed, her voice hot with passion from her brother's touch and what she was watching. She was milking his cock with her right hand, squeezing it rhythmically.
Behind her, Erica could hear the sucking and slurping of Julie blowing her brother. Jerry was panting, and so was Julie. The wet sucking sounds got louder and louder, and faster and faster. Then they stopped. There was the sound of convulsive gulping and swallowing for long, exciting minutes. Then Jerry exhaled a long, gusting sigh, and there was a final swallowing sound from Julie.
"See, I told you we could find a way," Julie said, her voice shaking violently.
"Yeah," Jerry agreed, sighing with satisfaction.
"What's happening outside?" Julie asked.
"They're getting out of the pool," Erica replied, her voice shaking with passion. Her father's cock was hard again.
"I think they're going to do it again," Rick added.
Paul and Martha paused to embrace. Their hands explored and petted each other. Standing sideways to each other, they snuggled together. Paul slid his hand between Martha's thighs. She bent her knees, lifting to her toes and spreading her thighs so he could slip his finger into her. She held his cock in her hand. Her fingers were around it, squeezing it. She was staring at it. She whispered something, too softly for Erica to hear.
"Sure," Paul agreed.
Without another word, her muscles tense with excitement, Martha headed to where the suntan oil lay on the deck, She was drawing Paul along by his cock.
"What're they doing now?" Jerry asked. "What is it?" Julie asked, pressing up behind him.
"Look," Erica answered in a choked voice.
Martha had taken a blob of the thick, oily cream in her hand and smeared it all over her husband's cock. Her breasts bobbed gently as she did a careful, thorough job of coating his shaft with the oil. Then she took another blob and reached behind herself, out of sight of the watchers in the bathhouse. She wriggled around for a second, her hand out of sight at her ass. Then she threw the plastic squeeze bottle of lotion away blindly.
"I don't get it," Jerry whispered, joining the others at the door.
"I don't either," Rick admitted.
Erica had a wild suspicion that made her guts tighten.
Martha knelt at the foot of a lounge as if she were going to pray. Then she bent forward at the waist, laying her torso on the lounge. Her ass was aimed right toward the bathhouse, giving the four youngsters a perfect view. The crack between her buttocks looked oily.
Paul knelt behind his wife, his cock as hard as an iron bar. "You ready?" he asked.
"Uh-huh," Martha answered, nodding tensely. "But be careful."
"I always am," Paul assured her.
Erica gulped, feeling suddenly faint. She heard Rick gasp, and Julie whimper. Jerry gulped, too.
Paul placed the head of his cock between his wife's buttocks, then used his hand to spread the masses. Martha's pussy was visible between her thighs. But his cock wasn't aiming at her pussy. Prying Martha's ass open wider with his fingers, Paul placed the tip of his oil-covered cock on the tight ring of her asshole.
"Oh, yesss," Martha hissed softly. Her eyes were closed, her fingers knotted in the mesh of the lounge.
Pushing slowly, Paul drove the head of his cock at the ring of his wife's anus. The pointy head of his shaft bored into the ring, pushing it in, then, slowly, began to pry it open. Bit by agonizing bit, he worked his cock in. Martha groaned softly and began panting. She wriggled her ass slightly, fighting to help him penetrate her.
The tiny hole grew larger and larger, and more and more of the head of Paul's cock disappeared. Maintaining a steady pressure, he held her by the waist, his fingers gripping her hard as he drove steadily forward with his hips. His muscles trembled with the strain.
Martha was biting her lip, and her face was flushed with pain, or possibly pleasure. Sweat beaded her forehead and upper lip as she accepted her husband's steady attack.
Working his hips around, Paul drove his cock deeper and deeper, spreading the ring of Martha's asshole wider and wider. The head of his cock was almost all the way into her now. Then, with a final little push of his hips, it was in, and the ring of muscle snapped into the groove below the head. Martha jerked and wailed softly at the intrusion.
Paul worked faster now, having gotten the most bulky part of his cock through the sphincter muscle. He drove in with steady power, sinking the length of his cock in his wife's ass, burying it in her. His oil-coated cock slid smoothly out of sight, until his hips slapped up against her buttocks.
"Aaaahhh," Martha groaned.
"You okay?" Paul asked.
"God, that feels marvelous," Martha sighed.
"Oh, God, fuck my ass, you marvelous cock!"
Paul chuckled. He drew back, sliding his cock out of her. Then he drove back in, slowly, carefully, as if he were thrusting a sword into her sheath. Reaching around under his wife, he sought and found her pussy. Leaning over, he began to steadily fuck her in the ass while mashing his fingers into her steaming cunt.
Erica felt as if she were being ripped open. She longed to know what it must feel like to have a cock up your ass. She was hanging onto the door, desperately wanting that cock to be driven up her own, ass.
Julie was whimpering softly, her eye glued to the crack.
"Shit," Jerry sighed softly.
"Goddamn," Rick swore heavily.
Paul Hamilton continued to ram his cock up Martha's backside, driving the full, powerful bulk of his shaft deep into her bowels. He was driving his fingers into her pussy at the same time, and Martha was whimpering and gulping at the brutal invasion. Her face was twisted with total, uncompromising lust. She was like an animal in heat as she welcomed her husband's ravishing.
He was pumping faster and faster, harder and harder, panting with the effort. He rammed his cock into her, his hips hammering against her ass, driving the wind out of her. Their bodies slapped together. Martha began to wail and cry, then scream. "I'm coming!"
Paul slammed his cock into her one more time and then held on. His balls tightening up against the base of his prick, he unloaded shot after shot of come deep into his wife's rectum, pouring his load deep into her bowels. r
Erica thought she was going to die. She was leaning against the door, all the strength gone out of her muscles. She watched her mother and father slowly relax as their climaxes faded.
Suddenly the overstressed door of the bathhouse gave a ringing crack and gave way. The latch tore free in a cloud of splinters, clattered and skipped across the deck and splashed into the pool. The door, propelled by the weight of four bodies, slammed against the side of the bathhouse with a boom like a cannon shot.
Erica, Rick, Julie, and Jerry tumbled out onto the deck in a bruising, naked heap.
10
Erica was buried at the bottom of the pile, sincerely wishing she could dig a hole in the concrete and sink out of sight. Her head was spinning from its collision with the deck, and her breasts and palms felt skinned. She wanted to die.
The silence seemed to stretch on for hours.
"Shit!" Jerry grunted disgustedly.
"What the hell?" Paul asked.
"Would you get your knee off my head, please," Rick asked someone.
"What happened?" Martha Hamiliton asked, sounding a bit dazed.
"Are you all right, honey?" Paul asked her.
"I-I think so," she replied. "Yes, I'm all right."
Erica felt the mass of bodies on top of her slowly fall apart. She didn't move. She tried to make herself as thin, flat, small, and insignificant as possible.
"Uh, hi, Dad," Rick greeted his father lamely. "H'lo, Mr. Hamilton, Mrs. Hamilton," Julie mumbled.
"Hi, Uncle Paul, Aunt Martha," Jerry contributed, more familiarly, but not much louder.
"What's wrong with Erica?" Paul asked, suddenly concerned.
"Jeez, I don't know!" Rick exclaimed. "Maybe she's knocked out!"
Without looking up, Erica suddenly realized that everyone was looking at her as she sprawled naked on the deck. For a second she thought of playing possum. Then she knew it would never work and rolled over. Without looking at anyone, she got to her feet and dusted off her scraped palms, breasts and knees. She made a great show of carefully inspecting herself so she didn't have to look at anyone. Finally, she couldn't put if off any longer and looked at her parents. "I'm all right," she announced.
"Oh, thank heavens for that," Martha sighed with feeing.
"What happened?" Paul asked, his tone becoming firmer.
"Uh, I guess the door broke," Rick observed lamely.
"I can see that," his father replied sarcastically. "Were you hiding in there?"
"Uh, yeah," Rick admitted when no one else seemed willing to say anything. "But we didn't plan it that way. Uh-you came home a little sooner than we'd expected."
"You don't have any clothes on," Martha observed, sounding only mildly surprised.
"Uh, no, ma'am," Jerry agreed.
"Just what have you four been doing?" Martha asked sharply.
Paul looked from one naked youngster to the other. "I don't think there's much doubt about that, Martha," he told his wife dryly.
"No, I guess not."
Erica was astonished at the easy way her parents seemed to be accepting the absolutely outlandish situation. "You aren't going to kill us?" she asked.
Paul snorted. "That wouldn't accomplish much."
"Paul ..." Martha started, her voice rising.
"Martha, the reason the door gave way is because the four of them were peeking through the crack watching us," Paul informed her bluntly.
"Oh. But Paul, Erica and Rick-"
"Erica and Rick probably aren't guilty of anything more than my sister and I were guilty of when we were their age," Paul continued calmly.
"Oh," Martha sighed again.
Erica caught on before the others did. "You mean, you and Aunt Kate?" she asked.
"You and Mom?" Jerry chimed in.
Paul smiled wryly. "Me and Kate," he agreed. "And your mother and Uncle Jack, too," he said to Rick and Erica.
"Paul, dear, I think we could all use a drink," Martha observed quietly, getting up from where she had been sitting. "I'll get them."
"I'll help," Erica offered quickly.
In the kitchen, she helped her mother load a tray with mixers, booze, glasses, and ice. Neither said a word to the other.
Paul fixed Collins for everyone. As if there weren't a thing wrong in the world, they all drew the lounge chairs in a circle and settled onto them. No one seemed inclined to get dressed.
"Well," Paul said, raising his glass. "Here's to incest."
Martha choked on her drink.
Erica sipped her drink cautiously. The one other time she had sampled hard liquor, she had fallen asleep and missed a good party.
"How long have you kids been-uh-indulging?" Paul asked.
Rick was relaxing, trying to appear casual and knowledgeable as he held his frosty glass. "Erica and I have been making it for about four years," he announced.
"Four years! My babies!" Martha exclaimed.
"Rick and I got Jerry and Julie started," Erica said.
"Doesn't look like they wasted any time in getting going," Paul commented.
"We're trying to make up for lost time," Julie giggled. She was beginning to feel her drink.
"Did you and Aunt Kate really, uh, do it?" Rick asked his father.
"We did," Paul replied easily. "We started about the same age you two did, I guess. We had many a fine session over the years. Then, when Kate married Jack it seemed sort of natural to make it a foursome."
"If I'd known what an insane family I was marrying in to, I probably would have joined a convent instead," Martha said.
"Fiddlesticks," Paul snorted. "Who was it that put the make on Jack?"
"Me," Martha admitted. "He didn't seduce me, I seduced him. But not until I caught you and Kate having at each other."
Paul shrugged. "That's the way it goes." He shook his glass, rattling the ice cubes. "I could use another drink. Anyone else want more?"
Several people spoke up. Erica got quickly to her feet. "I'll help you, Daddy."
"A pleasure," he said, obviously pleased.
"Move over," Julie urged her brother, squeezing onto the same lounge with him. She cuddled up to him, her lush breasts rubbing his arm and chest. "I've had too much to drink," she giggled.
"I didn't," Jerry answered. His cock was growing rapidly.
"Of course you didn't, silly," Julie said. "I know that."
Erica smiled at this exchange. Moving close to her father she managed to rub one of her breasts against his arm. Her nipples stiffened and poked him. When she reached past him, her fingers brushed his cock, making it bob and weave. It stiffened obediently.
Paul caught her arm, holding her firmly, and looked down at her, his eyes serious. "Are you putting the make on me?"
Erica looked at him, conscious of the heat of his body and the strength of his grip on her arm. She was seething with desire for him. "Of course."
"But your mother," Paul began.
"Rick can take care of her," Erica assured him. "I want you." Not giving him a chance to argue, she took the glass out of his hand and set it on the table. Then she eased into his arms, pressing the full, lithe length of her warm naked body against his. She felt his cock burgeoning upward, and thrilled to it. His arms went around her, cupped her ass, and pulled her tight against him as their lips met in a flaming kiss. When he lifted her, she wound her legs around him and wrapped her arms around his neck. He carried her to a lounge and lowered her onto it. Then he stood over her.
Erica lay on her back, boiling with desire for her father. She was terrified, not of him, but of the incredible power of her own feelings. She crossed her arms over her breasts and shielded her cunt with her thighs as she stared up at him. She was near tears from the intensity of her desire. As if she were unwrapping a package, she slowly uncovered herself, first her breasts, then her pussy. She opened herself to him like a flower, spreading herself wide on the flat lounge.
Paul's cock was so hard it hurt.
Erica licked her lips, fighting down the involuntary shivers of excitement racking her. She gripped the lounge so tightly it groaned with the strain.
"You're beautiful," Paul whispered worshipfully.
"You're gorgeous-Daddy," Erica answered. "Please love me."
Paul came down on his daughter, his hands reaching for her breasts to measure their tenderness. Erica closed her eyes and let her lust boil through her. She was aflame from head to foot, burning up.
His cock boring up into her cunt was like a white-hot steel bar searing its way into her guts. Wrapping her arms around him, she clung to him desperately as he drilled deeper and deeper into her cunt. Rick's cock was more familiar, and Jerry's larger, but her father's felt better than anything Erica had ever experienced in her entire life. She realized just how much she had wanted him all these years. She sighed as his cock sank completely into her tender body, dissolving the years of unknown tension.
"Oh, baby," Paul whispered.
"Fuck me, Daddy," Erica sighed happily.
Paul began to screw his daughter, drawing his cock nearly all the way out, the sliding it smoothly back into her young pussy. His shaft seared the walls of her vagina, his strong hips drove between her tender thighs, his pubic bone crushed her sensitive clitoris. Erica was in heaven, rising higher and higher with every easy, skillful stroke of her father's cock. She sank her teeth into his shoulder next to the marks her mother had left.
Paul reached for his daughter's ass and she lifted it, let him clutch her buttocks. By lifting her butt, he was able to drive even more deeply into her, dig the head of his cock into the end of her vagina.
And then he was moving a finger toward her asshole. He was digging the tip of his finger into her, ramming his finger deep into her bowels. Erica fought to open her body to his invasion. His finger was buried in her rectum. He pushed it forward, pressing against his cock through the thin wall of flesh separating her ass and her cunt.
Erica felt as if she were being torn wide open as her orgasm roared higher and higher and higher, peaking and wringing her through its fiery clutches to leave her seared and exhausted and dripping. She felt her father pour his load of come into her pulsing cunt. Delirious with pleasure, she settled slowly back to earth. Her father was whispering soft words of love in her ear, making her feel warm and wanted and secure.
"Oh, Rick!" Martha wailed, catching Erica's attention. She looked over to see her brother happily chewing away at his mother's juicy pussy while she writhed helplessly in the throes of an endless orgasm, her hands caressing his head between her spread thighs.
Julie was lying on her back, eyes closed, her expression one of pure bliss. On top of her, his cock buried to the hilt in her cunt, was her brother.
As Erica let her eyes sag shut, the setting sun was turning everything a glorious, lurid red. It seemed marvelously fitting. With her father's cock in her cunt, and his finger still in her ass, she fell asleep.
